Caitlin Gets Fucked

Marissa snapped awake she didn’t quite catch what was screamed, but she could hear the muffle of voices coming from the room next door.

Marissa considered just going back to sleep, but she was annoyed at being awoken.

As Marissa listened intently, she thought she heard a guys voice. Their parents were strict about having guys over, Marissa smiled thinking about what she could **** her sister for this time.

Quietly creeping out of bed Marissa slipped on her slippers and creeped out into the hall.

Caitlin had left her door open, light spilling out into the hall way from the room.

Marissa gasped as she heard parts of what her sister was saying. What was her sister up to? Marissa considered calling it quits, last thing she wanted to do was watch her sister fooling around, or worse.

But then again, it could be anything she was talking about, or so Marissa considered trying not to admit her curiosity for what her sister was actually doing.

Marissa smiled jarring back to reality, it was already too late for her sister to try sweeping this under the rug. There was definitely a boy in there.

Creeping around the door edge Marissa gazed into the room and dropped her jaw.

"No, I'm not sure I can explain that thing you're waving about.”

“Oh. My. God.” Marissa muttered discreetly to herself as she saw her sister crouch down in front of the most amazing dick Marissa had ever seen.

“Stop fucking around!”

A pang of jealousy went off within Marissa as her sister grabbed the appendage in a rush.

Marissa lost track of their back and forth, marvelling at the cock her sister began servicing like a scene from a porno. What bits of their talk shocked her with revelation of how much of how dirty her sister was. Some of the words uttered truly belonged in the most depraved of porns, or so Marissa thought.

But just as much as it shocked her, it aroused her, thoughts permeating her mind with each sound that travelled across her ears.

The open window gently carried Steve's pheromones through Caitlin's room and out into the hallway, drifting lightly and imperceivably around Marissa. Her hand idly fidgetted with her short dark hair, her body barely suppressing the urge to adjust the loose t-shirt as her nipples revealed themselves through the thin fabric.

Marissa’s heart jumped as Caitlin glimpsed her way, quickly stepping clear of the doorway she struggled to calm her breathing. Was she seen? Would it stop their intense foreplay? Marissa had her mind race with questions, her hand pressed against her chest as her heavy breathing soothed. The sounds of her sister and Steve growing bolder.

The feel of her warm hand against her chest exciting her subtly.

Marissa suddenly wondered what it mattered if she had interrupted them, deep down she wanted to watch, a yearning to touch the cock growing within her as thoughts of kissing her away across the chiselled body and lewdly try switching places with her sister. On the surface of her mind she repeated it didn’t matter to her. They shouldn’t even be doing this!

She should just go back to her room.

As Marissa peeked around the door frame she enviously spied her sister trailing the cock across her exposed breasts. Caitlin looked so perfectly pleased with herself, her ponytail of long hair sitting high atop the back of her head, her legs spread as she kneeled before Steve, her slender shoulders and collar bone trimmed by the dropped tank top straps and the line of shirt withdrawn to expose the meager cleavage of her small pert breasts.

Marissa’s hand started to drift, when her sister looked her way it had clenched her breast tightly. Now it trailed fingers across her hardened nipples, it mimicked the path of Steve's cock as Caitlin teased it across her breasts before delving down upon it with her mouth once more. Marissa's other hand followed in the path of her sister's, creeping down beneath the waist band of her shorts.

Marissa paused for a moment as she alluringly slid her finger out of her mouth.

Did I just suck on my finger as if it was a cock? She questioned herself looking at the finger for a moment, she wondered what was coming over her, marveling at the depravity for her craving to suck on the same cock her sister was enjoying now. Even more so because she felt an urgent impatience to do so.

Marissa peered back in to watch her sister scramble over to her bedside, she marvelled at how round and firm Caitlin's ass was, until Steve's ass eclipsed it. An even greater view for her to enjoy, as she felt a new pang of jealousy drip into the growing bucket of arousal her sister's actions were illiciting.

Marissa gasped for a moment as her hand unexpectedly pierced between the folds of her pussy to her clit.

“JUST PUT IT IN!” Caitlin pleaded, unable to resist the torment of the cock brushing across her slit.

“What about the condom?” Steve taunted, dredging his cock up across Caitlin's slit provoking a needy moan.

“Just FUCK IT!” Caitlin replied with an aggressive tone of frustrated desperation.

“Fuck what?” Steve responded pulling his hips back as Caitlin thrust back towards him.

“Me… puh…lee..sss..” Caitlin replied, feeling on the verge of breaking down if she didn’t get the cock into her, one hand clumsily reaching around to try and grab Steve's cock and guide it into her.

Caitlin's words prompted a growing curiosity in Marissa, she wondered what Steve was doing. The urge to be in her sister's stead growing, side thoughts of other times she felt slighted and jealous of her sister.

A shiver of pleasure coursed through her body at the thought of her sister watching her get fucked, or even sucking her juices off a cock fresh from her cunt.

Marissa turned crouched in the door way watching as Steve finally thrust into her sister, gasps and moans of contentment erupting from the carnal act that luridly called to Marissa.

As her hand continued its delve into her shorts her other hand toyed with her nipples, their actions had grown faster, pushing her sex drive forward towards engrossment with the thoughts and actions her sister was undertaking.

She wanted to see more of what was going on. Her view of Steve's ass was pleasant, but she craved to see his cock penetrate Caitlin, thoughts danced in her head of even crawling between their legs and reach her tongue out for a taste of that cock as it moved, or a testy to suck on.

Caitlin threw her head back and gasped in sudden climax, she marvelled at how quick it had come. Not realizing just how aroused and close to climax she was.

Steve didn’t give her a moment to revel in it though. He continued long slow deliberate strokes, sawing away at her inhibitions, thoughts, questions, cutting away everything in the way of Caitlin becoming a feral slut eager to fuck anything.

“I’m going to cum deep inside you, and let you taste your pussy from my cock while I suck my seed from inside of you.” Steve declared in husky whispers, feeling his cock ready to erupt it’s corruption into yet another of Caitlin's holes.

Caitlin barely processed the words, she was on the cusp of an orgasm, her legs feeling wobbly as she gazed down beneath her, past her breasts towards the cock fucking her. Steve's announcement didn't matter too much to her, this all felt too good.

“That’s… AAHHH… Dan..ger…US… game…” Caitlin replied gasping and moaning in pleasure as she found herself aroused by the thought of his cum swirling inside her, just like that other girl she tasted off his cock.

Sloppy seconds, the thought made Caitlin smile. She never thoughts she was such a slut.

Marissa bit her lips, resisting the urge to gasp and moan. In her desire to see what was going on she had unknowingly drifted closer and closer. Entering into the room slowly shuffling in as her hands danced across her skin during the periodic resistance to run.

Marissa found her mind torn between just throwing herself down on the floor and closing her eyes as she masturbated to climax, or increasingly to engaging the rutting couple, maybe even plead for a turn. In the back of her head though she felt fear and alarm, thoughts simply dismissed as concern about being caught.

She watched as Steve fucked his monstrous cock into her sister, her sister’s words about pussy making it taste so good echoing in her mind.

She didn't know why but she was creeping in, crawling ever closer. Licking her lips with each new sound her sister made, her imagination growing more lewd, her mind craving involvement more.

Marissa pulled back onto her haunches suddenly as Steve swung around, she froze in panic as she realized just where she sat now, one hand up her shirt, the other down her shorts, what was she doing?

Without missing a stroke, he had just flipped Caitlin onto her back on the bed. He changed the angle he was fucking into her, grinding the ridge of his cock across her clit with each continued thrust, as Caitlin struggled to remove the pyjama pants from her legs as they were pressed down upon her chest.

Throwing the pants haphazardly Caitlin clenched her breasts, feeling them jostle with each mind blowing thrust. She had lost track of the orgasms now, **** to cum. Eager to feel his cum.

Marissa sat entranced on her knees, her hands had resumed pleasantly touring her body as she became increasingly enticed by the strong scent of sex that seemed to be growing in occupancy of the room, her panic at being noticed here had faded with the lack of reaction to her presence.

Marissa began to forget she wasn't supposed to be here, masturbating, watching her sister be the biggest slut she had ever seen. Wanting to be the slut her sister was, wanting to be the dirty shameless fuck toy in the room.

Steve smiled to himself, glancing at Caitlin's little sister sitting on her haunches maybe a foot away from him. Feeling the throb of his cock as he neared cumming he plunged hard for a moment as he felt his demonic seed begin spurting forth corruption into the pussy that embraced it wantonly.

But he wasn't done, as he felt its flow start to taper off, he pulled out and pointed it towards Marissa, with a few quick strokes he felt the pleasant release of a squirt of black cum as it launch onto the unsuspecting voyeur's face. Her shock dissipating quickly as her tongue lapped what it could reach, a hand emerging from her shirt to slowly trace around the contours of her face wiping up droplets Marissa then savoured from her fingertips.

"I'd let you have a taste, but I promised your sister could suck the pussy juices off my cock." Steve teased before crawling up on to the bed where Caitlin still moaned, feeling up and down her body.

Normally Caitlin would be having a melt down of worry that she might get pregnant, oddly this time all she felt was a contentment. She felt rather fulfilled knowing that Steve had just cum in her, as she turned to see what he was doing she found him crawling up to her, his still hard cock approaching her lips.

Caitlin eagerly lunged onto the cock, encouraged by the gasp of pleasure it provoked from Steve. As Caitlin pushed herself as deep onto it as she could she found there was no longer any gagging. She moved her lips, further, and further down the rod, feeling success as her lips met its base.

Rolling over towards Steve, Caitlin bobbed up and down, staring up at his dark red eyes, happily provoking him to throw his head back as she savoured her pussy mixed with Steve's seed across her tongue.

Marissa lapped at the black cum on her face. Her mind was so sex raddled and further aroused by the unexpected money shot she didn't even notice the colour. Her fingers tried to guide it across her skin and into her mouth, she wanted more. She needed the taste.

She could hear her sister slurping on it, envious that yet again her older sister seemed to get everything. Feeling driven to not wait she crawled up onto the bed pressing herself against Steve's back before gazing down at her cock swallowing sister all the way down his shaft.

"You know, mom and dad always say we should share." Marissa commented wrapping her arms around Steve as she nibbled across his sculpted shoulder to his nape, her eyes locking with her sister's salacious slutty gaze.

Caitlin came off the cock, lapping at it, unphased by the sudden presence of her sister. This was her friend, her cock, she was here FIRST. "Then I'm sure they'd say you've got to wait your turn." Staring at her sister dominantly she smacked her lips with the cock before rubbing it tauntingly across a cheek. "You can have his cum after I make him cums again."

Unperturbed by her sister's arrogance Marissa continued exploring Steve's body, kissing along his neck. "Come on Steve, don't you want to see if my tongue is better?"

Reaching around Steve pulled Marissa in for a tight kiss. "You really can't wait for another taste of my cum."

"I really can't." Marissa replied luridly, kissing her way down his chest, aroused as she felt his hand come up her back to grab her hair.

Marissa gasped in suddenly pleasure as Steve pushed her head downwards and over. "Well if you can't wait, you can suck it from Caitlin's snatch."

As Marissa finished grinning in pleasure at the unexpected hair pull and lewd instruction, she paused to enviously watch as Steve grabbed Caitlin's ponytail and thrust his cock impossibly all the way into her sister, who just stopped breathing and gaze up in pleasure at the pleasure of so much cock inside of her.

As Steve withdrew his cock Caitlin gasped in pleasure at the mentioned taboo, gazing over at Marissa watching as her sister bit her lip contemplating the suggestion, before diving back onto the cock, eager for another throat fuck.

She wondered if her sister was just that much of a slut.