Part 7

"I love you Daddy, goodbye." Chrissy wiped tears from her eyes and looked at Freddie. "Thank you, I'd never have been able to ask him like that." He watched her with his kind eyes and gave her time to get her thoughts together. "I think... I think it's better that I know, but I wish I didn't have to know. You don't know what she's like. How am I gonna keep her from getting herself killed? After what I did today, I'm not sure I won't kill her myself. What am I gonna do Freddie?"

"You want my advice?" He waited for her nod before he went on. "Don't do anything tonight. Don't talk to her, try not to think about her. We can talk to her together tomorrow." He pointed at the ceiling "AI, display our schedules for tomorrow." A holographic time line appeared. "What's this Civil Service meeting?"

The AI's voice sprang from the walls. "The concubines Heather and Megan have a series of mandatory briefings with the Civil Service, one of you is required to accompany them to the initial briefing."

"We have a meeting together tomorrow night, and we have to do a one hour sleep training before that. We're supposed to eat breakfast and lunch in the mess hall, but that's all we have."

Having the schedule displayed was comforting, but not as comforting as lying there next to Freddie. "How about we do the sleep trainings between breakfast and lunch, and we talk to Mom in the afternoon?"

"That will work." He told the AI to block out the times, then added another block for the two of them before lunch. "We can decide how to handle things then. AI, can we add another sleep trainer or two? We're going to have a bunch more sleep trainings and if we can take them at the same time, we'll have more time together."

The schedule shifted, with a sidebar blocking out most of the afternoon. "The office will be unavailable for use during the marked time."

Chrissy slid her hand down the fastening of his tunic, opening it as she went. "More time together sounds good." She undid the flap of his uniform trousers and slipped her hand inside. He was hard again. "Is this for me?"

He grinned and kissed the top of her head. "You seem to have that effect on me."

She was still wet from before, his sperm had been leaking out of her all night. She was sore, but she wanted him inside her again. It had hurt really bad at first, but even though it still hurt at the end, it was still much better than she'd ever managed by herself. "Could we... could we maybe do it again?"

"Are you sure? I heard you can get pretty sore after the first time."

Chrissy hesitated, she did hurt, and it might hurt a lot more. "Could you do that to me again? What you did first? I could..." she felt herself flush, and found that she couldn't look him in the eyes and say it, so she looked away. "I could suck you. I liked that. You liked it too, right?"

"Baby, if you knew how much I liked it you wouldn't even think the question. I nearly came in your mouth last time. You want to try a sixty-nine?"

Chrissy shook her head. "I wouldn't be able to do it right with you teasing me." She pulled his cock free, marveling at its supple stiffness. How could it be so hard and so silky soft at the same time? She took it into her mouth and he twitched in response. She stroked him gently as she sucked, building up her courage. Finally, she tried to deep throat him, but she gagged before she managed to swallow half of it.

"Take it easy Baby, I'm getting close, you don't need to do that."

She paused just long enough to blurt out, "Gina can so I need to." He tried to say something, but Chrissy swirled her tongue around the head of his dick and he just moaned in pleasure instead. He didn't cum right away though, every time he got close she backed off a little while she worked up her nerve again.

Her jaw ached by the time she was ready to try again. She forced herself down on him, but didn't quite manage it this time either. She gagged and had to come up for air. He came right then though, and the first spurt flew into the air to splash on her cheek. She latched on and suckled on it. He came and came, and she sucked it right down. Gina had told her that different men tasted different, she'd said that some was nasty, but Freddie's was good.

He actually pulled her away. "That's too much Baby, I can't take it. Have you really never done that before?"

"Never," she said with a smile, "but I really like it. You taste good too."

He reached out and wiped her face. "Baby, you made me feel so good. I'm sorry I didn't warn you, but that last bit caught me by surprise."

Freddie made as if to wipe his hand off on the sheet, but she caught his hand in both her own and stopped him. "Don't waste that." She licked his hand clean, and amazed herself by looking him in the eyes while she did it. He surprised her too, by kissing her full on the mouth right after. Before she knew it, she was naked again and he was tonguing her to a climax. His probing fingers did confirm that she was too sore to take him inside her again. It hurt really bad, and his fingers came away bloody. That scared both of them, but the AI quickly confirmed that it was normal.

"You want me to kiss it better?" Freddie asked.

Chrissy giggled. "Would you?"

"Baby, I could do this all night long."

Her second orgasm was even better than the first, she bucked and writhed and tried to get away as he licked, sucked and nibbled on her hypersensitive clit. He was strong enough to hold her in place while she screamed for the sheer bliss of it. It was too much for her and when he finally let her go, she collapsed unable to move at all.

Freddie crawled up next to her and held her close. "I love you Baby. We're going to have a good life together."

She would have gotten cold from the evaporation of her sweat, but his big body kept her warm. Eventually she was able to move, and ran her hands up and down his body. He was firmly muscled under the uniform. He had hard-on again too. She wanted to make him cum again, like he'd done for her, but she hurt. She hurt inside where she'd impaled herself on him, her jaw ached, and her throat was sore from trying to force his dick down it. There was something else she could do, but she just wasn't ready for that. Gina had told her that it could hurt a lot, even when the guy was trying to be gentle.

She could have just gone to sleep then, Freddie was a really nice guy and he wouldn't mind, but not only had she made a promise to her sister, she wanted Freddie to be happy and want to stay with her forever. Her mom had told her that men wanted sex all the time, and from the feel of Freddie's dick, she was right. If she didn't keep him happy, she might lose him. He had a girl who couldn't say no to him, he had two girls if his sister counted. She didn't know if Harriet counted or not, but he wanted that Kitty girl. Chrissy had seen him looking at her during the briefing. It was probably better if she didn't say anything at all about Kitty.

Chrissy stroked him gently. "I have a problem. I made my sister a promise, and I can't keep it without your help."

"Whatever you need Baby."

She shifted her grip so she could rub her thumb in circles over the head of his dick. "I promised her I would share you. That was before, when you were a concubine." He started to say something, so she stopped moving her hand, and looked him straight in the eyes. "Wait, please don't say anything. I need to say this." She kissed him, and her hand started moving by itself. It felt good to hold him like that. "I don't want to share you, but I need to. Not just because she needs to get pregnant, but because I promised her. There's another problem though. Gina's always gotten her own way between the two of us, and if she gets what she wants too easily, she'll think nothing has changed. That could get her killed."

Freddie's hand drifted to her breast and he fondled it possessively. "What are you going to do?"

The touch of his hand sent sparks through her body. "I don't want to beat her. I don't want to be like that, and I don't think it would work anyway, not with her. It never did, even when Mom used her belt. Mom could get her to do things, but it wouldn't last more than a few hours. I think I know another way though. Back home, if she went without for too long, she would go find a guy, just about any guy, sometimes even a girl. I think if we make it like you are doing her a favor, if we make her beg for it, that might work." She looked him in the eyes. "I know she's better looking than me, but could you pretend she doesn't really turn you on?"

"She's not better looking than you. Besides, I can't talk to her the way I can to you. She just doesn't understand a lot of stuff, and there's a lot more she just doesn't like. She's got that attitude too, thinks she's better than everyone else. Yeah, she's good looking, but not that good looking, and she's not nice and kind like you are. I can handle that. I'll have a hard time even looking at her if you're here. You're that much of a distraction."

She felt herself blush again, and only barely stopped herself from asking the AI if he was telling the truth. It was unbelievable, but he looked like he really meant it. This wonderful man wanted her instead of her sister. He was going to get her and her sister, plus her mother and another girl or two, but it looked like it was going to be on her terms at least. "I really don't want to share you with the others, but I know that there will be times when I can't help you out with this." She gave his dick a friendly squeeze and smiled. "Times like now, or if I were having my period, that would be just too gross. If that happens, I'll make sure you have someone to take care of you. Would you mind if I watched though? I don't think I'd be as jealous if I was there."

He looked surprised, but he nodded. "That makes a lot of sense. It's probably the only way to make this marriage work. I won't try to deny that some of them turn me on, I am a guy, but I don't love them the way I love you. I mean Kitty is hot, but she can be so boring, and talk about moody. I mostly brought her so Harry would have a friend, I didn't even think about needing to get her pregnant. That is what you mean, right? You're going to handle the sleeping arrangements, and if they don't like them you'll deal with it?" He looked relieved at the prospect.

That wasn't quite what she'd meant, but it was a good idea. If she had a headache or whatever and just didn't feel like it, she could bring one of the others in. That should work on Gina once her sister got used to it. As the sponsor, she could forbid Gina from seeing other men, and let her have time with Freddie as a reward for good behavior. That should help between her and her new husband too.

She remembered when her mom and dad had problems, mom would make dad sleep somewhere else. That had never helped anything. Freddie was getting close again so she stopped stroking. "I know I have to share you, so it might as well be now."

"If you're not ready for that, I really don't mind. We can just snuggle up together."

"I know my love, but I think we should do this now. Okay?" He nodded, so she stood up and pulled on her panties. "I need to get some clothes on for this. AI, what is Gina doing?" She pulled on her t-shirt while it answered.

"The concubine Gina is currently masturbating." Freddie snorted with laughter.

That was actually perfect. Chrissy pulled on her uniform trousers. "What is she wearing?"

"The concubine Gina is currently unclothed."

"AI, have her come down here right now, don't let anyone else down until we tell you. Make her ask to be let into this room." She put on her glasses, moved the chair from the desk to the middle of the floor and sat on the bed, so she could touch him without being seen to do so. "Okay Freddie, this is going to be hard, but don't let me back down. If I don't stand up to her now, it will be twice as hard next time."

She played with Freddie's dick, keeping it hard and watching the expression on his face as she touched him in different ways. While she did that, she arranged with the AI for her sister and mother to get pregnant the first time Freddie did them. If things didn't work out, or if the jealousy was too much for her to handle, she wanted them pregnant so she wouldn't have to worry about it for a while. It seemed to take forever for her sister to show up. "The concubine Gina is requesting entrance."

Chrissy swallowed hard. "Tell her to come in." Gina swayed in, moving with a grace that she could only envy. The door shut behind the older girl. She'd put on a shift, and managed to make it look good. Chrissy made her voice as cold and hard as she could. "Were you told to get dressed?"

Gina looked at her, confused. "But I..."

Chrissy cut her off. "Strip."

"But Freddie..."

"He's seen it all before, or don't you remember? It was a few hours ago."

Gina caught the sarcasm and geared up for a fight. "Wait a minute, you can't do this!"

"Do we have to go through this again? I'm responsible for you and have to make sure you can behave. You do remember the briefing? I knew you were an airhead, but I didn't think you were this bad." Gina was hesitating, indecisive for once. She probably had forgotten about the briefing in the heat of the moment. "Do it Gina." Gina bit her lower lip and shrugged out of the tunic, She covered herself with her hands. "Put your hands down."

Gina did, standing at attention in a show of defiance. "Satisfied?"

"Much better." She looked at Freddie, who nodded encouragingly. Chrissy pointed at the chair with her free hand. "Sit down Sis." Gina sat, then crossed her legs to hide her bikini-waxed muff, and folded her arms to cover her chest. Chrissy hesitated, could she really do this? She was sure it would work, but she worried about breaking her sister, she just wanted to get her to calm down enough that she'd be safe.

Behind her, Freddie raised himself on one elbow, careful not to dislodge her hand. He kissed the back of her neck and whispered. "I trust you. If you think whatever you're doing is the right thing to do, then do it."

Chrissy squeezed him a little harder and his breath on her neck as he moaned softly gave her goose bumps. She leaned back and whispered in his ear, "I need to. I don't like doing this, but I know it will work, at least long enough for her to get used to the way things have to be."

Gina was clearly uncomfortable being naked under their gaze. She fidgeted, growing more and more nervous, until she finally blurted out. "What do you want?"

"Show us what you were doing in your room."

"I was sleeping."

"Don't lie to me." Chrissy snarled, suddenly angry. "Don't ever lie to me again. Don't you know that the AIs can tell if you are lying? Don't you know that they see everything that happens?" She stood and marched over to her sister. "Spread your legs."

Gina covered her face with her hands. "Please don't do this. Please."

Chrissy pushed her sister's leg off the other with her foot. "Put your hands down and open your legs Sis."

Her sister opened her legs a little bit, but kept her hands over her eyes. "No, Chrissy, please. don't make me." she sobbed. It only took a gentle pressure to move her hands away from her face. She was bright red from her forehead to her neck, and tears ran down her cheeks.

Chrissy almost stopped then, she hated what she was doing, but it needed to be done. She moved her sister's arms so that Gina's hands touched her knees and slowly moved them apart so her sister was spread wide open. "Don't move." she said, and took her place by Freddie again. <AI, relay to Freddie,> she sub-vocalized, <Say something bad about her body.>

"Her tits are awfully small, how did she get any guys to take her out?" Gina flinched and didn't seem to realize what it cost him to say it. "I can see her ribs too. She's too bony for me."

Chrissy saw his expression as he said it though. <Relay, I know you hate to act like this, but we're doing it to save her life. That was just right, thanks.> Then she answered out loud. "Because she's a slut that's why. She'll do just about anyone. Don't worry about the tits, though, Once she's pregnant, they'll get bigger." Gina gasped and started to close her legs, but Chrissy snapped, "Don't move." and, amazingly, it worked. Gina's legs snapped wide open, exposing her glistening cunt. "Look at that, she's all wet from us looking at her. I told you she's a slut."

Gina only whimpered in response.

"Touch yourself Gina, see how wet you are." Chrissy told her. Gina's hand slowly crept up her thigh. She sobbed as her fingers made contact with her dripping cunt. It was strange to watch her sister shudder as she moved her fingers in circles over her clit. Chrissy reached behind her and found that Freddie was hard as stone. "Open your eyes Sis. Tell us what you thought of when you touched yourself."

Gina blinked away tears and shuddered. "Him, okay! Oh, god... I was thinking about him in here with you. Oh... oh... god." Gina twitched and bucked as an orgasm took her, then she slumped in the chair.

It was exciting, and strangely arousing. Chrissy felt her own juices gush as her sister came. "Dip your fingers inside, get them all wet." Gina did as she was told, she was crying again. "Now lick them off." Gina got her fingers nearly to her mouth then stopped, tears stringing down her cheeks. "Do it." Chrissy snapped, and her big sister obeyed. "See," Chrissy said to Freddie, "she is a slut. Do you think you could bring yourself to fuck her?" She'd been deliberately crude, to further humiliate her sister.

"Well," he said slowly, as if he really had to think about it. "Somebody has to, so I guess I could."

Chrissy looked at her sister who stared back hopefully. "Did I tell you to stop?" She waited until Gina obeyed, then turned back to Freddie. "Look at her, watch her eyes." She moved so her big sister could see that she was holding Freddie's big dick. She stroked it as Gina stared hungrily. "Is this what you want Sis?" Gina nodded. "You're a slut, aren't you?" Gina hesitated, then nodded again. "Say it."

"I'm a slut," Gina sobbed. "I want his cock inside me, please." She started to shake again as the action of her fingers affected her.

Chrissy let her voice soften. "Whose slut are you Sis? Who do you belong to?"

"You, I belong to you." Her voice wavered as she jerked, she was about to cum again.

"Stop! put your hands behind your head." Gina whined in frustration, but she did what she was told. The position made her B-cup breasts stand out. It looked like her plan was working. Normally if she tried to tell Gina to do something, she'd do something else just to be contrary. "Freddie and I are married now, things are different than we expected. Better for me, better for him and if you can follow the rules, better for you too. You don't get to sleep around anymore Gina." Chrissy leaned down and kissed the tip of Freddie's swollen cock. "This is the only one you'll get to touch now. It's really nice, but if you want to touch it, you'll have to ask me. You won't use that whiny voice on me that you like to use on men either."

"Can I, please...?"

"Wait, not yet." Chrissy interrupted her sister. "I'll tell you when you can ask, understand Sis?" She waited until Gina nodded. "You have to do what I tell you, but we're married. That means you belong to both of us, so you have to do whatever he tells you too. And I mean whatever. If he tells you to clean the floor with your tongue, or to walk around the ship naked, you don't ask why, you just do it."

That moved Gina's attention away from Freddie's dick. "You wouldn't...?" She looked up at his face, fearful, then relaxed, but only a little bit. "You might, but you wouldn't like it." She looked down at the floor. "I'll do whatever you tell me."

"Good girl, Sis." Chrissy said. "The planet we're going to has beaches we can go to. There's jet skis, water skiing, and near the poles there's a couple of ski resorts. If you can behave and do the work we give you, you'll be able to go sometimes. If you can't, you'll stay locked in the pod. What happens depends on you. The same for sex, if you don't behave, you don't get any. Until I tell you different, if you want some, you come to me on your knees and ask nicely." She pointed to the floor in front of her. "You can ask now."

Gina slumped to the floor. Tears streaked her cheeks, and she sniffled as she walked on her knees to the spot. "Please, Chrissy, please, I need it so bad."

"Please what?"

"Please, I need him to fuck me. I'll be good, I won't embarrass you, and I'll try not to talk back." Gina looked up with pleading eyes.

Chrissy knelt on the floor beside her and hugged her tight. Freddie wrapped his arms around both of them. "It will be okay Sis. Freddie will give you what you need in just a minute, won't you Freddie?"

"It's a hard job, but someone has to do it," he said deadpan.

A laugh escaped Chrissy, and Gina managed a small smile. "Just one last question Sis. Mom said something about dad going to jail, that he would have if you'd done something. Tell me about that."

Gina shook her head. "You don't want to know, really Chrissy, you don't."

"I need to know Gina, and I need you to tell me the truth."

"Let me explain it to her, Baby." Freddie said. He pulled them both up on the bed, sitting one of them on each of his legs. "You don't need to protect Chrissy from things anymore. No more lies to keep her happy. She needs to know the truth so she can decide what to do."

Gina looked back at Chrissy and swallowed hard. She looked scared. "Promise you won't hurt her?"

Chrissy shook her head. "I promise not to kill her, and I promise not to give her away, but I might have to hurt her to keep her alive, to keep her from doing something that will get her killed."

Gina stared into her eyes, as if searching for something. "It was twice, once right after the police came, and then again at the hearing. The first time she wanted me to tell the police he raped her, but I saw them doing it, there was no way that was rape. You know about the second time."

"When she wanted us to tell people he touched us?"

"That's it. She beat me with that belt until I bled, so I told her I'd do it." Tears started down Gina's cheeks again. "I couldn't though, I didn't care if she beat me, I knew they'd put Dad in jail if I said that. I told them Mom's lawyer, you know that mean woman, tried to touch me. They didn't believe me though, not about that. The social worker believed me about the belt, she told Mom that if it happened again it would prove I was telling the truth and Dad would get custody. The lawyer got me all confused though, and I admitted he'd looked at me." Her voice broke, and she clung to Chrissy. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault the judge wouldn't let him see us anymore. I didn't think it was a big deal. Lots of guys looked at me, there were even men in the courtroom looking at me." She sobbed into Chrissy's t-shirt. "Don't hate me, please don't hate me."

"I love you Sis, I don't hate you." Chrissy patted her sister's back, like she remembered Gina doing to her when she was a little girl."What do you mean he looked at you?"

"He just looked at me the way guys do. It doesn't mean anything, they can't help it."

Chrissy gave her sister a squeeze. "Tell me more, explain it to me."

"I'd walk past sometimes and his eyes would follow me, or I'd catch him looking at me. Like I'd come out of the shower and pass him in the hall, or when he'd be doing PT, you know exercising in the back yard and he'd watch me sunbathing while he did it..." Gina's voice trailed off. "Oh my god...."

"What? He never touched you did he?"Chrissy asked.

"Oh my god." Gina sobbed "I'm such a fucking slut." She sat up straighter and looked her sister in the face. "I was... I was doing it on purpose. I'd forget my robe and walk all the way through the house in just a towel, only I didn't really forget it. I'd leave it in our room hoping I'd run into Daddy on the way back. I remember being afraid the towel would slip, but I was hoping it would too. I'd wait until he went outside to do PT, then I'd go work on my tan. I wanted him to look at me. He never touched me, but if he'd ever tried, I would have let him. He was so big and strong, and so nice to us all the time. I wanted him to touch me. I wanted to feel his hands on me. I'd touch myself at night after you fell asleep, and sometimes I'd think about him while I did it." Her voice broke into a wailing sob. "It really is all my fault."

Chrissy didn't know what to do or say. She pulled her naked big sister close and held her while she cried. Her own tears dripped into her sister's long dark hair.

Freddie's voice rumbled like an earthquake, his arms were like a wall protecting them from the world. "It's not your fault. Lots of girls do things like that. He never did anything wrong, so you didn't do anything wrong either."

"Freddie's right Sis, It's Mom's fault. Daddy didn't say anything about any of this when we talked to him."

"I don't think he'd ever talk bad about your mom to any of you." Freddie told them. "I don't know him well at all, but telling you wouldn't be honorable. If your father is anything, he's honorable." Chrissy looked up into his kind eyes. She didn't need the AI to tell her he believed what he was saying. "He's got a CAP score of seven point six, but he re-enlisted after the announcement. That means he decided to stay and fight. He didn't come out and say that, but I asked the AI while we were talking to him. We'll talk about your mom tomorrow, we'll stick to the plan," he smiled down at her, "right?"

Chrissy nodded then turned to her sister. "I love you Sis. I don't like being hard on you. I only did it because you needed it. You didn't have anything to do with Mom making Daddy go away. You are a slut, but you're our slut and we're going to keep you."

Gina looked pale, washed out. Hopefully she hadn't been hit with too much at once. "You talked to Daddy?"

"He'll be asleep now," Chrissy told her. "You can call him in the morning. AI, if you can tell when Daddy wakes up, tell Gina and let her into the office. If not, let her into the office whenever she wants tomorrow and she can talk to him then." She took her sister's hands in her own. "Don't tell Mom anything about what happened here, or what we talked about." Looking down, she saw that Freddie wasn't hard anymore. He wasn't one of those guys who got off on crying women. She looked back at her sister who seemed a little better. "I'm glad you told the police what really happened that night, I'm glad you told the truth when Mom wanted you to lie. You need to always tell me the truth." She guided one of her sister's hands to Freddie's crotch and stood up to move out of the way. "You told the truth tonight, this is your reward. You think you can do anything with it?"

"I'm right here," Freddie said, "you don't need to talk about me like I was a piece of meat."

"But it's such a nice piece of meat." Chrissy's hands flew to cover her mouth and she felt herself blush. She couldn't believe that had popped out. She bent down to kiss him, then watched Gina work.

Her older sister was good. She had him hard nearly instantly, and on her third try, she managed to bury her nose in his pubic hair. That made her feel better about her own attempt, if Gina, with all her experience, needed a few tries to manage it, making it more than half way was a credible first attempt. Chrissy needed practice, that was all. She hoped she'd get lots of chances to practice. There was something about sucking Freddie's dick that was very comforting. She was jealous, but it wasn't the kind of jealousy she'd expected. Gina was a slut, but Chrissy loved her sister and knew she really did need to be fucked at least once a week. If she didn't get it on with someone every few days, she picked fights with her siblings and friends. Given the choice between asking Freddie to take care of her, or sending Gina out to party with the marines where she could get hurt, the right thing was obvious. There was one other factor. When Chrissy looked at her sister playing with her new husband's cock, she didn't feel the urge to pull them apart, or to run away and avoid the situation. Instead her pussy gave her a surprising twinge, and she felt a strange urge to join them.

Well why not? He was her husband. If she wanted to share him with her sister and he didn't mind, there was nobody to stop her. Chrissy dropped her uniform trousers to the floor, then dressed only in panties and t-shirt joined Freddie on the bed. She helped him out of his tunic and t-shirt while she watched her sister's head bob, and then pushed him to the mattress and kissed him hungrily.

His hands slipped under her shirt to hold her tight while his tongue explored the inside of her mouth. It wasn't long before her shirt was gone and she was panting with desire while Freddie suckled her breasts. His mouth felt so good, and his fingertips shot sparks through her body every time they brushed her clit. That was great for her, but it wasn't going to help Gina. "Take his pants off Sis," she ordered, "then get up here on the bed." Gina was there a moment later, flushed with anticipation and looking to her for orders. "Lie down on your back, and we'll see if you can still walk after Freddie's done with you. I sure couldn't."

Gina eyed Freddie hungrily and opened her legs wide for him. She was so wet she dripped onto the sheets. Her eyes kept flicking sideways to Chrissy's face nervously. It seemed like she was afraid. She didn't know that Chrissy found the picture of Freddie sliding between her sister's legs, impaling her with the same stiff prick he'd used on Chrissy only hours before, an incredible turn on. Yes, she wished it was her lying there, but she couldn't do that right now, could she?

It wasn't like he was cheating on her. Gina wasn't going behind her back and seducing her husband. Chrissy was right here with them. She licked her lips. "Fuck her Freddie. Fuck her 'til she can't walk." Her hand drifted of its own accord toward Gina's breasts. They were half the size of her own and she wondered what they would feel like.

She realized what she was doing just in time and grabbed Gina's flailing hand instead. "He's great, isn't he Sis? If you behave I'll share, you just need to do what you're told and you'll get to feel like this." She'd managed to stop her hand from touching, but couldn't stop her eyes from watching Gina's tits as they jerked with the rhythm of their love, and it was love, or it would be soon. She saw that now, but it didn't seem to matter. She loved Freddie. She loved Gina. Gina loved her, and Freddie loved her. Soon, very soon, Freddie and Gina would love each other.

Was that really a bad thing? Their children would be raised together. Chrissy wouldn't be able to have any right away, she had to work a year or two years or something like that first before she could take a maternity leave. She'd have to ask the AI later. Her children and Gina's children would have the same father, and he would be a wonderful father. The AIs said so, but she could feel it too. Gina would help her with her children, because she would have to work. Chrissy wouldn't ever again have to help Gina move out of some guy's apartment before he got home either. Gina was a slut, it was true, but she was a good person. Gina had saved Daddy from jail. Gina had made Mom stop using the belt. It had never come out of the closet after the hearing. Gina had held her while she cried when the kids in middle school picked on her. Gina had helped her get that job, talked her into it really, and without it she would never have met Freddie at all.

Gina came three or four times before Freddie groaned. He kept going for a few more strokes, and then held still, making little bucking motions for a while, before he collapsed on top of the skinny twenty-year-old. After a moment he rolled off her. Chrissy still had Gina's hand in hers as she looked down on them. It was beautiful. His dark skin was a sharp contrast to Gina's. It made Chrissy wonder what Gina's baby would look like. It made her wonder what her own babies would look like.

"What's wrong Baby?" Freddie asked.

Chrissy realized she was crying and wiped her tears away. "I'm so happy." Freddie looked at her exactly the way her little brother did sometimes. The look he'd get right before he'd say 'Girls are weird'. "Never mind love. I'll try and explain later. You just hold still." She shook her sister who still looked pretty dazed. "Come on Sis. You have to clean up."

"Wha...?"

Chrissy pointed to her husband's crotch. "You made a mess, time to clean it up."

"Oh." Gina looked around. "There are some washcloths in the bathroom, I'll go get one." She started to crawl off the bed.

Chrissy grabbed her arm. "No, the rule is, if you make this kind of mess, you clean it up with your tongue."

"Oh," She shook her head as if trying to clear it. "I can do that." Still on all fours, she turned around. A mixture of sperm and pussy juice dripped from her freshly fucked cunt. She bent her head down, then looked back over her shoulder. "What if, you know, what if it's that time of the month."

That was just gross, all that blood and the smell. "The rule's still the same. You make the mess, you clean it up." Gina turned back to Freddie and started licking him clean. Freddie had been watching them, apparently enjoying the view and anticipating the cleanup, he looked disgusted at the thought. She winked at him. <Relay, I wouldn't really make her do that.> Besides, what if they were both on their periods? Who would would take care of Freddie's needs? Living together, the three of them were pretty synchronized. Maybe she could let Gina use a washcloth then as a reward for good behavior.

By the time Gina was done cleaning up Freddie, there was a puddle on the sheets where she'd dripped. Chrissy made her lick that up too, telling her sister. "I don't want to sleep in a wet spot, and it's your mess." She looked like she wanted to protest, but she didn't complain and except for right at first, didn't hesitate. By the time she finished, Freddie was snoring. Chrissy didn't say anything about the three drops that fell on the sheet while her sister was working. Instead she stood and helped her sister off the bed. "Come on Sis, time for you to get some sleep. Daddy probably gets up pretty early and you want to be awake to talk to him."

Chrissy followed her sister to the door, watching a drop of sperm work its way down the inside of the older girl's thigh. "Here," she said scooping up the shift from the floor. "You can wear this now." She waited until her sister pulled it on over her head, then hugged her tight. "You did good Sis, if you want, you can have the AI make you some panties in the morning. Good night, I love you."

"I love you too Chrissy. I'm sorry for causing trouble, and I'm sorry I lied to you about Mom and Dad. I thought it was the right thing to do."

"I know you did, but it made it hard to trust you. Now that I know the truth, things will be easier. One more thing. Dad is going to send us some pictures. After you talk to him, get with the AI and see if you can put together some pictures for him. Send them when you have them ready." She opened the door and pushed her sister through, then went back to bed.

She swiped up the spots with the first three fingers of her right hand, then, without thinking about it, one at a time licked them clean. Even cold, Freddie's sperm still tasted good to her, but there was an extra flavor to it. She started to cover Freddie with a sheet, but froze when she realized what she'd just done. She stared at the chair where Gina had performed for them, thinking hard.

Gina enjoyed showing off her body, so did she. Gina got wet when Freddie looked at her, so did she. Gina sucked cock, so did she. Gina liked being fucked, so did she. Gina swallowed sperm, so did she. Gina licked pussy juice off her fingers and liked the taste, so did she.

If Gina was a slut, what did that make her?