Yes: anal sex

�Oh yes I am. Now hold still.�

Betty didn’t know what to say. She was really scared but at the same time, her fear was making her aroused. She didn’t understand herself. Every time Paul did something like this, she found herself so aroused and so drawn to him that she didn’t know what came over her. She was sure this was going to hurt and it was disgusting and perverted but she couldn’t move.

Paul tried to push in but got nowhere. Betty was terrified and her muscles were tight.

�Put a finger in first,� ordered Jennifer.

Paul backed off and tried that. It was hard but he managed as Betty grunted and tried to relax.

�Now try two,� Jennifer told him. �Try to relax, Betty.� she added to her sister slave.

Paul obediently managed to insert two fingers. Betty whimpered a little but pushed against him. In a strange way it was very erotic.

�Now three,� came Jennifer’s next instruction.�

�OW! No, that’s too much,� complained Betty. Paul ignored her and tried to push in but only got a little way in.

�OK, Master, I think she’s as ready as she’ll ever be,� said Jennifer with an uneasy smile, knowing that next time it might be her.

Paul repositioned himself and eagerly began to push.

�Slowly, Master,� cautioned Jennifer.

�OW! Take it out, take it out!� screamed Betty but Paul ignored her. He pushed in anyway, now too aroused by both what he was doing and by her cries of pain to stop. Her sphincter gripped him tightly and he began to plunge in and out as Betty moaned. He reached underneath her and began to play with her clit.

Betty felt at first like she was being torn in two but gradually she began to relax more. The sensation was beginning to arouse her and having Paul playing with her the way he was began to drive her toward a climax. For a fleeting moment she wondered what it would feel like with a cock inside her pussy and another in her ass. She started to feel herself being drawn closer and closer to cumming.

Jennifer didn’t feel quite right watching the actions taking place in front of her but amusement keep her eyes on cue. She couldn’t help but feel aroused and didn’t know why. She was watching something she had always thought of as a desperate act of a nasty person but somewhere deep down in her subconscious these actions were turning her on at an extreme level.

She also couldn’t help but play in her head how she had affected a future in some ways contrary to her own desires but with her help. She knew Betty wasn’t going to like it and when could would seek her revenge. She would mostly accept it when it came, but she couldn’t help but wonder what Betty might do that she counted equal.

Betty wasn’t aware of Jennifer watching, she was caught up in her climax and not caring. But as Jennifer had feared, Betty did plan on her revenge when Paul gave her a chance. That wasn’t something for her to think about at the moment as she was growing closer to her climax.

Jennifer watched, now more relaxed with Betty’s whimpers and cries, as she began to buck forward. Jennifer knew the signs about what was coming. Her actions were all too obvious.

Betty had finally hit the top. She was about to explode and was now moving her hips forward and back.

Paul felt her thrust and he just held still and let her milk him. He kept manipulating her clit and she went wild. He stopped as he went into his own climax but it didn’t matter. Betty thought she was going to lose her mind. This was the most powerful orgasm she had experienced yet. It wasn’t only in her pussy but all over. There was an explosion and everything went black.

Paul felt Betty go limp as he slid out of her but he thought she had just relaxed. Then when she didn’t move, he was terrified. �Betty?� he said quietly. �Are you alright?� Again there was no response. She seemed to be breathing but Jennifer rushed in to help. Neither of them had any idea what to do.

In a few seconds, however, that seemed like hours, Betty moaned, smiled broadly and opened her eyes. Then she rolled over and reached for Paul.

�What happened?� he asked her anxiously.

�Huh? I don’t know. But whatever it was, you can do it to me any time.� She smiled again and stretched, then winced. �Ooo, I’m sore. But it was worth it. God that was incredible.�

Suddenly Paul remembered, �We have to get ready for school.�

�I’m not going,� said Betty, lazily.

�You HAVE TO,� replied Paul.

�UT UH. I’m sick.�

�Oh no you don’t. Get dressed or else.�

�Or else what?� she enquired.

�Or else no more ... you know.�

Betty frowned. �All right,� she said grumbling. �At least I don’t have to get dressed.� She smiled.

The three kids frantically got ready and Paul had to really hurry since he had to dress. Jennifer asked if she should dress and Paul told her not to bother except for her straps. He gave her a smack on the bottom and they had a hurried breakfast as they rushed out to just make the school bus.