- by Alvo Torelli, December, 2017
(mc, Mg, Mgg, MFgg, inc, oral, piv, bond, preg)
Return to Part Two.
Sam's sister Zoe was ten years old and every bit as pretty as her little blonde sister, but like her brother she took after daddy. Her dark brown hair was long, straight and incredibly thick. She was thin and angular, but her little ass had a lovely curve and no one would ever mistake her physique for that of a boy. Her face was gorgeous, with dark eyes that looked too big behind the pale blue glasses she always wore. She had amazingly long, thick eyelashes and eyebrows that arched high and wide, eyebrows that helped reinforce the looks of disapproval she liked to turn on her big brother whenever he said something she considered stupid, which seemed to be often. While Marigold's cheeks were always rosy and sported freckles, Zoe had a porcelain, unblemished complexion that turned bright red when she blushed, which she tried never to do.
Zoe was blushing now, as she stared in either triumphant horror or horrified triumph at what she saw on Sam's bed - her naked brother and naked little sister. Cum dribbled from Marigold's tiny, abused pussy and she was out cold on the stomach of her abuser, Sam.
"I knew it! I knew you two were doing something naughty!" Zoe hissed at her shocked brother, eyebrows arching. "Mama, Mama!" The little girl started to scream. "Mama! Sam and...!" She stopped abruptly as her brother hurled himself off the bed at her.
Sam was shocked but he acted fast. Panic gave him motivation. He shoved Marigold off his front, leapt from the bed and grabbed Zoe by the arm. He spun her around facing away from him and clapped his free hand over her mouth to stop her screams.
It was only after he'd muffled Zoe's cries that Sam registered the familiar, electric shock that had just coursed between his palm and Zoe's bare upper arm as he'd grabbed her. He stared at the offending point of contact, skin against skin. He couldn't believe it: he'd done it again, with his other preteen sister! No, no, no, no, no! The panic and horror he'd felt a moment ago tripled.
Sam shook his head to clear his mind. He realized Zoe was struggling wildly, in fact the little tiger was close to getting out of his grip. And then she managed to bite him! "Ow!" Sam hissed, jerking his hand back.
"Mama! Mama!" Zoe started screaming again and she squirmed wildly, keeping Sam from effectively silencing her. "Sam is - Sam is..." Her screamed trailed off and her eyes went wide. In a voice still too loud for Sam's comfort, Zoe hissed, "Oh gosh, oh gosh, Sam, what did you do to me? What did you do? Why do I feel so...? I don't understand...! Sammy?!"
The little girl was still squirming like a landed fish. She felt the terrible, confusing need begin to overwhelm her, but those feelings just increased the energy of her struggles. Sam couldn't control her, but he had to shut her up. And he only knew one way to do it quickly. He swept her off her feet, one arm around her waist and the other hand on her neck, and he pressed his lips to hers. Zoe kicked and twisted and strained to get away, but she kissed her brother back. She pushed at his shoulders with her small hands and she kicked her legs wildly, but still she mashed her lips against her brothers and let him slide his big tongue into her mouth. Her little mind whirled with confusion.
Sam pressed Zoe onto his bed, on her back, trying to calm her. He wanted desperately to make her understand, and make her know how sorry he was. He pressed her into the bed and kissed her as passionately as he could - the only thing he could think of. For several more moments she continued to thrash, but then she stilled, quickly, and she even put her arms around his neck to pull him tighter.
Convinced that he'd tamed his wild sister, Sam broke off the kiss and sat up, only to find Marigold next to them, on her knees, shock and alarm marring her pretty face. He wanted to reach out to her, reassure her, but before he had the chance Zoe screamed again. "Mama! Mama! Sam did something to ..." Sam leapt back on top of her and slammed his hand over her mouth, risking another bite. As he fought Zoe, he looked around wildly.
"Marigold! Quick, give me your panties. Quick!" Sam barked, and his littlest sister did as he'd commanded without question, despite her huge, frightened eyes. "Good, now get that tie off my desk," he demanded. He dropped his weight on top of the thrashing Zoe, awkwardly pinning her arms down with his elbows, and then he fought to get Marigold's panties shoved into Zoe's mouth, gagging her. She immediately tried to spit the nasty gag out, but Sam pulled his weight off of her and rolled her to her tummy in one swift motion. He grabbed the thin black necktie Marigold was holding out for him from beside the bed and he started tying Zoe's arms behind her back, knowing she would tear the gag out in a second if he didn't restrain her. He had no choice! He couldn't allow her to keep screaming for their mother. If he could just keep her quiet, and restrained, he could explain to the poor, terrified child what was happening. Well, at least he could try to explain.
Sam had never tied anyone's wrists before. It wasn't easy, especially when the person was struggling and showed surprising strength. But his hands were so much bigger than Zoe's skinny wrists, and despite her adrenaline-induced wildness, he was still much stronger than her. Soon he had both wrists trapped in one hand, and then it was just a matter of wrapping the tie around them a couple of times, then working it past his grip to wrap it between the wrists too. It was awkward, but he was motivated by the terror of his parents discovering what he'd been doing with Marigold ever since he came home. They would never understand! Sam used his teeth to hold one end of the fabric and pull tight the knot he tied with his free hand. A second knot completed the bondage - Sam's first. He realized he was panting from the exertion of subduing his ten-year-old sister.
Sam sat back and watched little Zoe thrash and struggle against the make-shift bondage. And with incredible guilt, he realized he was excited! God, it was hot watching her struggle. His cock was jutting out from his body, ready for use. He glanced over to see Marigold staring hungrily at the erection. The poor little girl was terrified, but still she couldn't get enough of her brother's sex tool.
Sam wasn't done. He had to make sure the gag wouldn't slip out of Zoe's mouth. Even as he watched he could see her trying to get it out. He knew she would scream again. She was such a little tattle-tale. She always had been.
"Hold her!" Sam said to Marigold and the smaller child dutifully climbed back onto the bed. She was wild-eyed with fright, but she wanted to do whatever Sam needed, so she pushed down on Zoe's thrashing head and effectively stopped her from flinging the gag from her mouth.
Jumping to his dresser, Sam pulled out another old tie - yellow with diagonal blue stripes - one his mother had purchased for him when he was fourteen and had to sing in the stupid school choir. He really hated that tie, but it was going to come in handy now. He tied a double knot in the middle of the fabric before he got back onto the bed with his sisters. Marigold, wide-eyed, let go of Zoe, then Sam pushed the knot in the tie into Zoe's little mouth and knotted the ends of the tie behind her head. The knot pressed the panties deeper into Zoe's mouth, completely cutting off her screams.
Sam sat back and watched little Zoe writhe and struggle. He couldn't believe what he'd just done to her - in more ways than one. He loved Zoe, even if she was a pain in the ass and a tattle. He also couldn't believe how exciting it was to watch her humiliating bondage, to see her helpless and vulnerable. The way she was gagged made his blood boil. His cock was raging even as guilt stabbed at his heart.
"What happened, Sammy?" Marigold's little girl voice broke into Sam's thoughts. He looked to the naked little girl and pulled her and her bunny into his arms to comfort her. The feel of her warm, smooth skin gave him a flashback - was it really just ten minutes ago that he'd fucked her? Jesus! More guilt poured into Sam's tortured brain. But he still cuddled his little sister and let his fingers explore her body.
"Do you remember what happened when I first came home, Goldilocks?"
"Don't... Yes, Sammy, I remember. I hugged you and there was a shock. And then I wanted to kiss you and, and, and all the other things." Little Marigold still didn't have the words to describe most of the things she and Sam did together to ease her terrible need. Especially not the last thing! She was still trembling from the memory of his big thing up inside of her private place.
"Good, sweetie. I'm glad you understand, 'cause, well, that's what just happened to Zoe. She got the shock too, when I grabbed her. I had to, you know. She was going to scream for mom and you know bad things would happen if mom found out about us. Really bad things. But now, well, we have a different kind of bad thing."
"What?" Marigold asked, shivering in Sam's arms.
"Uhh, well, you know how you need to play the game with me. And if we don't play the game soon enough then it gets really really bad and you want to play the game more and more until you can't stand it?"
"Oh gosh! Sammy, I don't like it when we don't play the game soon enough. It's awful! Please don't say we can't play the game! Please!" The terror and need in Marigold's little girl voice cut straight into Sam's heart. He knew well how awful it was for his sweet little sister. And now...
"Well, Sweetie, here's the thing - from now on Zoe's going to be the same way. Zoe's going to need to play the game too."
"Oh! Oh no. But..." Marigold stared in horror at her big sister. "But Sammy, I don't want her to play the game! I want to play the game, not her! It's my game!"
Sam couldn't help smiling, and he had to stifle a laugh. With all the terrible things happening, Marigold's first issue was that she didn't want to share. He hugged her tighter. "Don't worry, baby, you can still play the game, I promise. You just might have to share with your big sister a little. You can do that, I know you can, 'cause you love your big sister."
"Do not!"
"Yes you do, Goldilocks," Sam cooed at the young child. "I know you do."
"Don't... Oooh! I guess I love her, sometimes. When she's not being a bossy know-it-all poop-head."
"That's my girl!" Sam said and then he noticed Zoe was no longer flailing and fighting with her bonds. Instead, she had rolled to one side and was staring at Sam and Marigold through her blue glasses, listening intently to every word they said. Her huge eyes kept going back and forth between her siblings faces and Sam's huge, frightening erection.
Sam set Marigold back on the bed and he stretched out to look closely into his other sister's pretty face. "God, Zoe, I'm so sorry," he began. "I know you can't understand, but it isn't really my fault. There's this curse, I mean, I made a wish, and, damn... None of this makes any sense. Look, it's just the way it is. I can't change it. But I do know what you're going to need. And I'm so, so sorry."
Marigold also knelt next to her sister and reached out to gently pull her sister's dark hair from under the tie that was gagging her. Zoe trembled at her touch. "I know it's scary, Zozo, but Sammy will make it okay. He knows what you need. It's scary, but it will make it better, I promise." She pushed Zoe's glasses back up onto the bridge of the girl's tiny nose, but her sister flinched at the touch.
It was clear to Sam that poor Zoe was terrified. She was tied up, helpless, and the confusing, terrible sexual attraction she felt for her brother was starting to overwhelm her. He could see it in her eyes - the fright, the confusion and the need. And it excited him, more and more. He knew there was only one way to help her, so why wait? Why not help her now?
But there was no way to give Zoe a gentle, less traumatic introduction to her new life, like he'd done with little Marigold. Zoe was tightly gagged to keep her from screaming and he knew he couldn't take the gag off. A simple blowjob was out of the question. Nor was there any way to make her understand what he had to do. She was wild with terror, and, he had to admit, her terror made him that much more excited. With trembling hands, Sam reached out to unbutton the blouse of Zoe's pink, flannel pajamas.
Zoe went wild. She thrashed about, instinctively afraid of a man's touch. But there was little she could do to stop her excited brother from opening her blouse to reveal her flat chest. Marigold sat to one side, wide eyed, as her brother took the time to pull Zoe towards him and lick each of her tiny nipples. Zoe arched her back and moaned through her tight gag, unable to keep from reacting to the overwhelming sensations. Her confusion bloomed as her need was driven on by Sam's attentions to her sensitive, tiny breasts.
Sam's brain was reeling. He'd never really realized before how how cute and sexy his other little sister was. She was always just the bossy one who scowled every time he showed attention to Marigold. Had she been jealous?
Sam had also never imagined how arousing it would be tie Zoe up and put her at his mercy, his complete control. Her impotent struggles and pitiful moans spurred him on. And he told himself it was okay, that it was the only way to help her and give her what she desperately needed. As he tortured her little nipples with his tongue and lips, he pulled at Zoe's pajama bottoms, sliding them down her skinny legs. She fought him, but that just drove him on, and as soon as he'd forced her thin cotton panties off too, he spread her legs and sank his tongue into her tight, ten-year-old pussy.
Zoe bucked and twisted, arched her back and kicked with her legs, but she was helpless. And besides, the second Sam forced his tongue inside her tiny cunny she felt a wave of euphoria crash over her confused body. But this wrong! This was naughty! Sammy was being very, very, very bad! But oh, gosh, it felt so good! She couldn't stop herself from squeezing her skinny legs around Sam's head.
The taste of Zoe made Sam crazy. He wanted her so much. He wanted to fuck her, there was no denying it. He swirled his tongue through her tiny slit, and forced it hard against her clit, again and again, knowing that he was driving her crazy. But it was time. He couldn't wait another second.
Sam reared back, flipped little Zoe, like a doll, onto her front. He heard Marigold gasp at the sudden, violent motion, but he didn't care. He grabbed Zoe's skinny hips and hoisted her ass upward. With her hands bound tight behind her back, her face and shoulders were pressed into the messy bed clothes. Sam forced the little girl's knees apart and held her with one arm around her waist as he fumbled to bring the head of his dick to her tiny entrance. He was shaking with excitement.
"Sammy, Sammy, don't hurt Zozo!" Marigold wailed. But Sam was beyond hearing her. He swirled the head of his throbbing cock into Zoe's cunny, spreading her puffy outer lips and just sinking the tip into the inner, pink wetness. She was so small, so tight - but so ready to be taken! "Sammy!" Marigold hissed and she grappled at her brother's arms with her tiny hands. But Sam's throbbing tool was already in position. It was too late. He shook off Marigold's feeble grip, grabbed the long blonde hair at the back of her neck, pulled her against his side to kiss her hard on her trembling little mouth, then shoved her down next her big sister to watch as he raped Zoe.
Sam's first thrust into Zoe was hard and fast, forcing her tiny tunnel open and ripping away her hymen. Her back spasmed and she tried to scream through her gag. Her whole body thrashed as Sam started to fuck her. For his part, Sam was barely able to control his fevered need to fuck his sister. He managed, barely, to keep himself from thrusting too hard, or too deep, knowing he could severely injure such a small girl with his sizable manhood. But still he drove deeper and deeper into her body, until he could tell he was contacting her cervix and she couldn't handle any more of his length. He settled for a fast, frantic pace, filling her to her core with every thrust.
With a death grip around Zoe's slender waist, Sam brought his free hand around to fumble for her little clit. He desperately wanted to force an orgasm on the little girl during her first fuck, her first rape. As soon as he found the tiny nubbin he teased it without mercy and was rewarded by renewed moaning and thrashing from his little sister. He plunged his cock in and out of her as fast as he could.
Zoe's brain couldn't keep up with everything that was going on. How could this be happening? It seemed like it was only a moment ago that she'd snuck into Sam's room to find him raping her sister. And now he was raping her! Being tied up was terrifying and she wanted the terrible gag out of her mouth so badly. But still, despite all the horror, her pleasure was undeniable. The terrible stinging pain of being deflowered had quickly given way to a spectacular warm sensation that spread out from her tight cunny and overwhelmed her mind. Zoe was in full, orgasmic climax even as she fought against the evil silk that bound her wrists.
Sam's brain finally caught up with his lust, although he didn't stop fucking his little sister. He realized that he was fucking his second preteen in less than an hour. He also realized that that was the only reason why he hadn't already emptied his cum into Zoe's amazing, tight pussy. God, it felt so good to bury his cock inside her, over and over. Fucking little Marigold had been fantastic, but Zoe was even better. He could ram nearly three fourths of his long, fat dick inside of her. Best of all, Sam could tell that he was driving Zoe wild, giving her exactly what she needed now that she was in thrall to his terrible, evil curse.
It was nearly fifteen minutes of rapid, energetic fucking before Sam finally felt his balls getting ready to unleash another load of his cum. "Oh god, Zoe, Zoe, here it comes. This is what you need. It's coming Zoe. You'll be okay now, I promise. Oh fuck, oh fuck, ohhhhh!" Sam shot his hot load up into the ten-year-old's immature womb.
Zoe's orgasm was driving her quickly insane, but when Sam shot his warm, thick seed inside of her the pleasure tripled. Her eyes rolled back in her head. Every muscle in her body spasmed, shivered and quaked. Despite the combination of terror, confusion and overwhelming pleasure - little Zoe finally understood that this is what Sam had been talking about. She knew that this was what she had needed since the second he had grabbed her arm.
Sam collapsed beside his bound sister, still penetrating her and holding her close
against his chest as she continued to shiver. He looked up to see his wide-eyed younger sister Marigold staring at him with awe, trembling and clutching her bunny to her naked chest. He smiled at Marigold, even as he panted from his exertions, then reached out to pull her little body on top of her sister and into his warm embrace. And he kissed her sweetly on the mouth. He loved them both so much - and they both made him wild with lust.
Later the same day Sam had to face the fact that he had a serious fucking problem on his hands - literally. Once again he had two females who needed his attention, who became more and more desperate to have him inside of them, to have his seed to assuage their desperate need. He already knew that little Marigold needed him at least three times a day. Add three times a day for his sister Zoe - and even an eighteen year old boy wouldn't be able to keep up for more than a few days. He knew this for certain, because he'd already tried with Isabel and Maria - and it had nearly killed him. It was impossible.
Sam managed to survive that first day. He stretched the timing as far as he could, letting little Marigold suck him off in the early afternoon and forcing a more and more desperate Zoe to wait until late afternoon before he taught the distraught child how to suck his dick until he came in her mouth. Overnight he let Marigold sleep in his bed, as had become usual and despite the fact that she made it clear she wanted him to put his big cock inside her tiny, tight pussy again, he refused. She had to settle for sucking his cock again. When Zoe showed up in the middle of the night, clutching her teddy bear and biting her lip, Sam took her into his arms and did everything he could to comfort her. The poor little thing had done everything she could to stay away - but her need for her brother was just too much. She had to have him inside her! She tried and tried to suck Sam's dick to a cum, but it simply wasn't enough. Sam ended up fucking her again, thrusting hard into her little body for half an hour as she moaned in orgasmic pleasure. By the time he came in her, he was desperate, terrified that he was going to fail her and cause her more pain and anguish.
It couldn't go on! Sam had to find a solution. And to make things worse, it was so much harder to sneak around and find private time to be with one or the other of the cute little girls, especially as it took Sam longer and longer to cum. The only positive was how quickly he rekindled his warm relationship with Zoe, who he really did love. Even mother noticed that Sam was being super sweet with both of his little sisters and she praised him. She also enjoyed the way he took over chauffeur duties and was quick to tuck the girls into bed at night. If she'd only known.
Mother would have been especially distraught to know that her little baby Zoe was rapidly turning into a submissive slut. It turned out that the little girl who had always loved being a tattle-tale loved even more getting tied up and fucked. The tighter her brother would bind her, the better she liked it. Sam spent hours on the internet, figuring out the best ways to really secure and dominate a sex partner and he was more than happy to stock up on ropes, cuffs and ball gags. The extra stimulation and lust he experienced by tying Zoe up, making her completely helpless before he raped her little body, helped him immensely at keeping up with the two girls.
Yet still, Sam was rapidly coming to the end of his rope, so to speak, before he finally got a real break. It was an accident, but it would prove to be the accident that saved the day for Sam and his needy little sex toys.
It happened early in the morning. It was clearly little Marigold's turn to work Sam's overused cock with her pretty mouth. He was getting very close to cumming for her and he concentrated on the amazing sight of her eight-year-old lips stretched around his big cock. But suddenly Zoe, in a fit of selfish young jealousy jumped off the bed and pushed her little sister violently. It wasn't the first time the two siblings had fought over whose turn it was with their brother. Neither wanted to share! But this time their fight happened at the worst possible moment. Marigold was sent tumbling just as Sam's cock spurted out his precious seed.
Fortunately, half of Sam's cum arced out onto Zoe's pretty, unblemished face. It wasn't much, but it was something. A long, thin rope of white goo, from her forehead, across her glasses, down across her cute little nose and upper lip into her mouth. Immediately, Zoe licked her tongue across her lip to get more of the precious seed, but she certainly hadn't managed to get more than a small taste. Even that was enough to send a shiver of delight through her small frame, and she was ready to scoop the rest of the cum into her mouth when Marigold, in a screaming fit, came barreling into her, knocking both of them to the floor.
Fists flew, hair was pulled, glasses went flying and more than one tooth mark was left on tender preteen skin before Sam could drag the two sisters apart. By the time he'd separated them, almost all of the cum on Zoe's face was long gone. But Sam held her down and scooped as much of the errant cum as he could get off her face to deposit in Marigold's mouth. Plus, he found her glasses in the corner and let Marigold lick them clean. Neither girl had gotten much more than a tiny dollop of Sam's cum, but it was the best he could. Sam was so mad at Zoe and he scolded her severely, sounding far too much like his mother.
Sam waited with agonizing apprehension. He knew he couldn't produce more semen for hours, and he couldn't stand the idea of his precious Goldilocks getting desperate for him. He resolved to do whatever it took to take care of her. But nothing happened, at least not for hours and hours. The tiny taste of his cum had been enough! Zoe too, was fine, sailing past the time Sam expected her to start begging him to tie her up and fuck her.
It was a revelation: it only took a small portion of Sam's fresh ejaculate to satisfy the girls for just as long. Instead of forcing himself to cum six times a day for his insatiable little sex chicks, a pace that was going to kill him in another day or two, he could just make them share!
But how?
Sam came up with a plan. He told the girls they had to do exactly as he said, or he wouldn't play the game with them. Of course they agreed, terrified. He explained that from then on they had to play the game together, and there were new rules, but he would teach them as they went along.
Despite overwhelming guilt and frustration, Sam still loved using his little sisters for sex. They were just so sexy and cute and he could do anything he wanted to them. He'd only fucked tiny Marigold a handful of times, but Zoe was already used to getting hammered a couple of times a day. And both girls loved it. Still, the new element to the game time with his little sisters had Sam newly excited, and he had no trouble getting fully aroused for their next game.
The girls didn't understand why Sam made them practice kissing each other. It was Sam they wanted to kiss! But they did as they were told, and they got quite good at it in no time. Then it was time for the game. Sam had Zoe wrap her cute lips around his big cock and bob her head forward and back, sucking hard at his pole. Just for fun he'd tied her wrists behind her back and secured them to the short handcuffs between her ankles. Thus it was Marigold's jobs to wrap her tiny hands around the base of Sam's cock and stroke him, using the saliva from her sister's mouth. Sam watched in awe as his two preteen sisters worked in tandem to get him off, and it didn't take long. His cum gushed out into Zoe's warm mouth.
But Zoe had strict instructions not to swallow Sam's cum, no matter how much she wanted to. Instead, she let her little sister wrap arms around her neck and kiss her, deep and hard. Both of their little tongues swirled through the thick, eggy cum, and only when Sam was sure that they had shared equally were they allowed to shiver with pleasure as they swallowed his magic seed. It was the most erotic thing Sam had ever seen.
A whole new version of the game was born. And the excitement of finding new ways to have sisters share his cum inspired Sam immensely, helping him get hard and ready for his two insatiable preteen lovers.
In one version of the game Sam fucked the little preteens alternately, each for a couple of minutes, until he was ready to cum, then he pulled out and squirted his cum all over Marigold's flat little chest. Zoe, who had her arms tied behind her back as usual, had to lick the cum off of Marigold's chest and then wriggle up to share it with her sister via a long, loving kiss. The sight of this kept Sam hard and he usually went back to fucking Zoe from behind as his sisters shared his sperm, although he was generally careful not to waste any of his precious cum by climaxing a second time.
Sam particularly enjoyed tying Zoe to his bed on her back, spread-eagled by ropes from her ankles and wrists to the four corners of the big bed. Then he put little Marigold on top of her, straddling her chest, with her face pushed down into Zoe's tight slash. Sam refused to start playing the game until Marigold had her tongue buried deep in her sister's cunt and Zoe was starting to writhe in the beginnings of orgasm. Kneeling behind Marigold, he slid his half-erect cock into Zoe's mouth and let her get him hard and ready. When he could tell Zoe was half crazy with need, he slid forward and swirled the head of his cock through Marigold's impossibly tight, immature pussy. Then he thrust forward into the tiny girl and raped her, giving Zoe an amazing view of his big cock ramming four inches deep into her little sister. Even though he could only penetrate Marigold with half his cock, Sam loved fucking her. He loved fucking both of his preteen toys. He thrust into Marigold over and over. Thanks to the frequency of their three-way love making, Sam could fuck either girl for a long time, and he did. When he finally shot his hot load up into little Marigold's constricted cunt he immediately pulled out of her. He lifted the little girl and slid her backwards until she was straddling Zoe's face, pressing her tiny cunt against Zoe's lips. Zoe hungrily pressed her tongue up between the swollen lips of Marigold's cunny, slurping and sucking out the precious seed her brother had deposited there. Sam loved the way Zoe struggled against the ropes in her desperate need to get at her sister's sopping pussy, as well as the way Marigold ground her cunt against Zoe's face and shivered in orgasmic lust.
Sometimes it was the other way round, with Marigold desperately sucking precious cum from Zoe's small cunt as Sam watched on in awe. But he didn't tie up Marigold, as it frightened the small child. He did let Marigold help him tie up Zoe, which always gave the eight-year-old a devilish gleam in her eye.
Sam and his two love slaves settled into a new life. The girls went back to school and Sam became their primary chauffeur and babysitter. He got a part-time job and signed up for classes at the local community college. He was even doing better in calculus this time around. Sam was resigned to the idea that he would have to stay with his sisters, seeing to their needs, for as long as it took, forsaking any other real female contact. The idea that he might have to get his sisters pregnant, some day, haunted him constantly. He was terrified of crowds, particularly crowds with children. He couldn't stand the idea that his golden touch might enslave yet another unsuspecting woman or girl. And day to day life was extremely tense and complicated, with constant fear of being caught. It was a difficult, stressful life. Sam's only consolation was the nearly non-stop sex with two incredibly hot, willing, preteen fuck toys.
One day, in March, Sam needed to see his advisor at the community college. The girls were out of school for a teacher's day, so he let them come with him. He knew that it was strange to see a boy his age with two preteen sisters in tow, but he no longer cared. After all, there was no one Sam would rather be with than his adorable sisters.
Sam and the girls marched into the advisor's office and sat down before the man there turned his chair around to face them. "Holy shit, it's you!" Sam yelled. "Oh my god, I looked and looked for you. You have to fix it. You have to let them go. Damn. I wish that my sisters were released from the curse. Please, you have to!"
Indeed, it was the old Professor, Imrash West, looking at Sam and his sisters with a wry smile and a twinkle in his eye. He took no notice of Sam's outburst, instead examining each of the little girls with an appreciative eye. They squirmed under the old man's probing examination, somehow understanding that the Professor was seeing their dark secrets. He waited for Sam to finish his tirade, then looked The boy in the face. "Ah, Sam Kindig, the boy with the wonderful name. I see that you've made an interesting choice in how you used your golden touch, Sam Kindig. My, my, your own, sweet, beautiful little sisters. Who would ever have imagined. And to think, it will be years before.... well, I guess you know that perfectly well. Don't you my boy?"
"You have to fix this!" Sam demanded.
"I'm sorry Sam. One wish per customer. It's not my rule and it's not a rule I have the power to break. There's nothing I can do for you, Sam Kindig, your golden touch is yours for life." Imrash looked from Sam to the gorgeous little girls, making them squirm again. "But you, my sweet angels - Professor West would love to grant the two of you a wish. Oh, yes, I'd love to."
"No way!" Sam interjected. "No fucking..." But then he stopped. With breathless excitement he spoke to his sisters. "Goldilocks, Zozo, tell him, uh, tell him you wish to be freed from my awful curse. Say it, now! Please."
"Yes, young ladies, please, please make your wish!" Imrash added and he sat forward, eager. Suddenly Sam wasn't so sure this was a good idea!
Sam turned to warn the girls, but they weren't listening to him. They had their heads together in an excited, whispered conversation. They'd both heard the story of the strange old man who granted wishes, but not necessarily in the way a person wanted. They both knew first hand that the story must be true - they were living proof. But they weren't going to pass up a chance like this!
"Girls! Wait, be careful, oh god, please - just set yourselves free!" Sam blurted out.
But Zoe and Marigold took each other by the hand as Zoe spoke clearly and carefully, directly to the old Professor, "We wish for Sam to be happy!" Marigold nodded her head enthusiastically.
"Granted!" Imrash West stated and his eyes flashed.
Sam was still beside himself as he led the two little girls out of the building. He couldn't believe what they'd done. He couldn't believe what he'd let them do! "Zozo, Goldilocks! How could you do that? How could you waste your one chance to escape?" he said for the fifth time. He turned to stare Zoe in the face as they walked down the long hallway. "Why, Zozo? Why?" he asked her yet again.
And then Sam walked right into another person, sending books and papers and the poor, unsuspecting victim of his inattention flying. He whirled around and instinctively reached out, grabbing an arm to keep the person from falling to the ground.
Sam was already saying "Oh god, I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was..." when he realized he had felt the terrible shock - the telltale sign that once again his golden touch had struck! He looked up into a beautiful face, framed with gorgeous blonde curls, a round face with broad cheeks and the deepest blue-green eyes, a face he knew very well.
"F-Friedl?" Sam stammered. And then he looked down, with horror, at the hand that was gripping the bare upper arm of the girl Sam had dated for three years in High School, Friedl Ringold.
"Sam!" the beautiful young woman said. "What are you doing here? Hey Zoe! Hey Marigold! Gosh I haven't seen any of you for ages. Why are you here Sam?"
Sam was still staring at the point where his hand connected with the pretty young woman, the site of the ominous shock. He couldn't believe it. He'd been so careful! And now there was another victim of his terrible curse - a victim that he cared for very much. Slowly he raised his head to look into her face again, where he saw the telltale signs - the spreading confusion, the sudden gasp, the flaring eyes and the bitten lip.
Zoe and Marigold also saw what had happened. They both understood at once. They looked to one another and then they smiled with glee. "It worked, it worked, it worked," they both giggled.
"God, Friedl, I'm so sorry," Sam said.
"Sam, it's okay!" Friedl replied. "You just bumped into me. You were always such a klutz - it was kind of cute. But gosh, I'm sorry, but I feel really... I mean, do you want to grab a cup of coffee. Gosh it's good to see you - all of you. But, you know, I missed you Sam. Come on, please?"
Sam knew there was no sense fighting it. They all headed back up the hallway towards the cafeteria, where he indulged the two preteens in ice cream while he and Friedl got coffee. They talked and talked. Sam found out that Friedl had just decided to return from Purdue and enroll at the community college, like he had. She just couldn't quite fit in there. She'd come down today to preregister for the spring quarter.
As the minutes ticked by, Sam got more and more comfortable talking to his old flame. Even though he knew the reason why she kept reaching out to touch his hand, and scooting closer to him on the bench, he was accepting of it, he even liked it. When they started kissing he heard the two little girls giggling, but even that didn't stop him. How in the world had he ever let this wonderful young lady out of his life? And they'd never even slept together! It was a tragedy.
Friedl was starting to get frantic by the time Sam and the little girls led her out to Sam's car. It was confusing and scary, but she wanted Sam like she'd never wanted him before. Oh sure, she'd really, really liked him in High School, way more than he'd known she liked him, and she was devastated when they went off to different colleges, but he'd never affected her like this. She would have slept with him, if only he'd asked, but now she wanted to tear his clothes off! She wanted to do things with him she'd never done with anyone! Oh god, what was wrong with her?
"It's okay Friedl. I promise, it'll be okay," Sam reassured Friedl. "No, wait, wait, don't take that off until we're in the car. No, leave those buttons be for now, we'll take them off later. Don't worry, I'll be there with you. It'll be fine. Here, here we are, get into the back seat. That's it, now scoot over, all the way, yes, good. See, I'm getting in too."
Sam climbed into the back seat of his sedan with Friedl as his two cute sisters took the front seats and immediately peered over into the back, not wanting to miss anything. "It's okay, Friedl," Marigold squeaked in her her adorable dulcet tones. "Sam knows how to take care of you!" The girls giggled again as Sam struggled to get his pants down around his ankles. Friedl's fumbling, desperate attempts to help were just making things worse. But their giggling stopped and their eyes grew big when the older girl swallowed Sam's erection and began to take it deeper and deeper down her throat. It was like she was trying to swallow Sam whole. Her need for him was so intense, so total, that she instinctively worked to take his entire, impressive length down her throat.
"Jesus, Friedl, oh shit, oh god! Oh man, that's amazing, ohhhh!" Sam croaked, grasping at the backs of the car seats.
Friedl felt an unbelievable completeness and happiness the moment she got Sam's big cock into her mouth. It was as if she'd found her place in the universe and she just knew that when he came it would be incredible. She worked his long pole with everything she had. She willed Sam to come in her mouth - to fill her with his seed. She needed it! She wanted it! She wanted Sam, forever.
"Oh god, Friedl, oh, oh, oh god!" Sam suddenly twined the fingers of one hand into Friedl's thick blonde locks and pulled her up off of his cock, until only the bulbous head was still in her mouth. And then he came. Hot jets of his cum erupted out - one, two, three, four - a torrent of warm, viscous fluid. Friedl had never had a man's seed in her mouth and she was overwhelmed by the wonderful, fulfilling taste of Sam's. She was going to swallow every drop, every precious, wonderful dribble.
But Friedl heard a whispered, excited voice in her ear, "Don't swallow!" She recognized Zoe's voice and she registered that the little girl had climbed into the back seat with her and her lovely Sam. "You have to share!" Friedl heard in the other ear, as Marigold whispered just as forcefully. For just a moment Friedl's mind roiled. Was she really sucking the dick of a boy in the back seat of a car while his two preteen sisters were there? What was happening to her?
Sam removed his hard cock from Friedl's mouth and she felt one of the little girls kissing her, passionately. Some of Sam's wonderful cum was sucked away from her. But somehow she didn't mind. It was the right thing to do, she knew it. She kissed the second child with equal ardor, losing more of the thick fluid and then she saw the two preteens kiss each other. Friedl saw them further exchange the cherished cum. Friedl swallowed Sam's treasured semen down her throat, just as the two preteens did the same. It suffused her entire being with the most amazing, orgasmic climax she had ever known. Then she kissed Sam again. Or was it Zoe, or little Marigold? She didn't care.
Afterwards:
Sam and Friedl were married just three weeks later. It was simply too complicated to do anything else. Finding ways for Sam and Friedl and Zoe and Marigold to all be together, three or four times a day, when Friedl was living somewhere else, was nearly impossible. Marriage was the only answer.
The happy young couple took up residence in Sam's parent's house, ostensibly as a way to save money towards a down payment on a house of their own. Sam's mother was thrilled and his father, well, of course his father was bound to be thrilled with anything his mother was thrilled with.
It wasn't always easy, of course. They all had their ups and their downs. Keeping up with three voracious sexual appetites could be hard for one poor young man, but Sam soldiered through it. Besides, the promise of his beloved Friedl sucking cum out of little Marigold's tight cunt, or knowing how good it would feel to fuck Zoe after Friedl had severely hogtied her, was usually enough to get his engines revving at full bore.
Just after her thirteenth birthday, little Zoe turned up pregnant. It was a shock to all of them, but none more than her mother. Sam and Friedl immediately offered to adopt the baby, pretending to the community that it was theirs. Since Zoe refused to divulge the father, her mother had no choice but to go along with the ruse and nine months later, after Zoe had done most of the seventh grade by correspondence and on-line school, the extended family grew larger by one.
Oddly, the pregnancy and birth of her baby didn't reduce Zoe's participation in the bedroom games with her brother, sister and sister-in-law. She no longer felt the terrible, debilitating need to partake of her brother's sex, but she was so used to being part of the loving group that she couldn't stand to stop. She did, however, start taking the pill. One baby before the age of maturity was plenty, thank you very much.
When little Marigold's baby was born, Marigold was only just thirteen. Five years had gone by. Five years of constant, incredible need and wonderful, fulfilling sex with her brother, sister and Friedl. There was never any question that she would leave them. She loved them! And she loved her new baby, who everyone assumed was Friedl's second child.
By then, Sam and Friedl were living in their own home. Sam had a great, steady job, Friedl was teaching elementary school and they looked like the perfect American nuclear family. No one questioned the amount of time Zoe and Marigold spent at Sam and Friedl's house. After all, they were the primary babysitters for the two beautiful infants. And it was much easier, often, for them to spend the night, or the weekend.
One lovely evening Sam Kindig sat on the porch of his house, rocking his younger daughter in his arms, as his older daughter cooed and played with her new blocks - his daughters, who had enough of Sam in their very being to be immune to his golden touch. It would be time to head inside, soon, to once again play "the game" with his lovely wife and his two gorgeous sisters. And Sam realized, finally, just what an amazing gift those two sisters had given him, all those years ago. Sam let go of the guilt and the anguish, the terror and the remorse. And Sam was truly happy.
The end.
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