A FUCKING LIFE

BY SHAKEY PSYCHE

[ part 18 ]

Charlie and Megan

Waking up for me has always been difficult, but not getting enough rest due to my sister and her friend being tied up all night was definitely a demanding thing to do. The main reason was that I was up past my normal bed hour, playing with myself. After thinking about it for a few minutes, I got up and made my way downstairs to check on the girls.

They were still in their chairs, of course, and still squirming around. I hit the button on the remote to let them know I was awake. Charlie writhed in turmoil as the manmade device took her over the edge of yet another orgasm. I left it on while I fixed and ate breakfast. I knew the smell of the food was probably driving the girls as nuts as the vibrator was making Charlie.

After I had my breakfast, I walked back over to them. I released Charlie’s pony tail from her arms to allow her to move her head more.

“You ready to be let out?” She nodded, very vigorously. I removed the blindfold and took the gag out of her mouth. “How do you feel, Charles?”

“I feel like killing you, Scott,” she said looking up at me.

“Well, in that case, I’ll just have to make you stay that way until that passes,” I answered.

“I was joking. I was joking. I was joking.”

“Okay, okay, okay. I get the point. Hold still.” I untied the vibrator and pulled that and the towels and books out from under her. It took another ten minutes to take all the ropes and the clothespins off her body. When she was free at last, she kept stretching out her lithe body. I made to swipe her twat again with my finger as she was bending over, and she moved away at lighting speed.

“What’s the matter?”

“Nothing; I’m just real sensitive down there right now.”

“Well, then, how about a bath or shower?”

“That sounds real good. What about Meagan?”

“What about her?”

“Are you going to just leave her like that?”

“Good thinking,” I said, and put the vibrator under her pussy again. I flipped the switch, and she screeched as best as she could through the gag. I looked at Charlie, and she was shaking her head.

“That’s not what I meant, Scott. How long you gonna leave her tied up like that?”

“Just till we have our showers and I get dressed. We wouldn’t want to deprive her of any pleasure, now would we?”

She just rolled her eyes at me, and we walked out of the room.

Since both of us needed a shower, I figured it would be a good idea for the two of us to take one together as we did when she was a baby. Of course things were a bit different now. She agreed as we walked up the stairs. We made our way to the bathroom and I took off my robe for the shower. My cock was standing at full attention. Why not, after what had happened downstairs. She giggled when she saw it standing out.

“That’s for you when you get a bit older, girl.”

“It’s too big, Scott.”

“Don’t worry, Charlie, by the time you get this, you’ll be begging for it.” I have to say, that Master Toby was right. As I grew up, my cock did become quite large. I measured it on my eighteenth birthday, just to see what it had grown to. It measured just over eleven inches and two and a half in diameter. Even I was impressed with it.

Anyway, we stepped in the shower to get clean, but that wasn’t what happened. She was still looking at my cock with amazement as we started showering. I kept watching where her gaze was going, and it never left my groin. I began lathering up the washcloth and soaping her body, but her gaze never wavered.

“Doesn’t it ever go down?”

“Yeah, of course it does. You ever see it sticking out of my pants?” She shook her head, no. “Well then, there you go.”

“What makes it hard like that?”

“Seeing you girls naked and tied up, for one. Having you in my shower, also helps.”

“Does it hurt having it stick out like that?”

“Only if it lasts too long like that can it start to hurt.”

“Then shouldn’t we get it to go down?”

“Turn around, Charlie,” I said as an idea hit me.

She obeyed, but was still watching me to see what I would do. I moved her legs apart a little, and got down on my knees behind her. With one hand, I guided my hard-on through her legs and with the other, I held her around her waist. Once my cock was through, she looked down to see it sticking out from under her body.

“It looks weird to have a ‘thing’ sticking out down there.”

“You can call it a ‘cock’ when you are with me, and only when we’re alone.”

“Okay, Scott. Now what do we do?”

“All you have to do is stand there, Charlie,” I said as I moved her feet back together. The crevice made between her thighs formed a natural hole right below her hairless pussy. The effect was the same, and my cock didn’t know the difference. I moved my hips back and my cock slid back between her legs.

The water and soap lubricated her legs so my cock could slide quite easily between her legs. She obediently stood there while I fucked her legs with my now adult sized dick. She seemed more fascinated by the process than scared by it. As I was building towards my climax, she was more involved than she should have been. I felt her wrap her little hands around the stalk as it extended past her body. She was watching very intently as I came, sending jizm flying upwards. She got a face full of it.

She was so shocked by it, she jumped backwards, and fell into me. I had collapsed onto the floor of the shower by this time. She was trying like hell to get the stuff off her face when I opened my eyes. I laughed at the look on her face. It was a combination of disgust and shock.

“You peed on me, Scott,” she whined. I laughed even harder. “It’s not funny, Scott.”

“Okay, Charles, okay. But first, it’s not pee. It’s another liquid that boys start making when they hit puberty, called semen. Second, I’m sorry, I should have told you that it shoots out when I climax. Here, let’s get you cleaned up.”

I wiped her face off with the washcloth and we talked about semen and sperm and how it plays a roll in reproduction. We toweled off and got dressed for the day. We made our way back downstairs to Meagan. Another orgasm wracked her young frame just as Charlie and I walked in the room.

“She looks like she’s enjoying herself. Maybe she should stay tied up the rest of the day,” I teased. Meagan shook her head sideways as best as she could. I took the hint and untied her from the chair. She got to her feet on wobbly knees, and then collapsed to the floor. I smiled as I went over to her prone body. She was as tired as Charlie was, I could tell. I picked her up and carried her upstairs to the bathroom. Charlie followed us and I allowed her to clean her friend off in the shower while I made the girls their breakfasts.

They were definitely tired after their long night ordeal, but I wasn’t about to let them go to sleep. I had to make them stay awake or they would never fall asleep on time that night. So, I kept both girls moving the entire day. By dinner, both girls were about to pass out in the spaghetti. After dinner, I carried each of their unconscious bodies upstairs for some much needed rest. I stripped them down and laid their naked masses under Charlie’s covers.

That night, I realized that Charlie and I had turned a corner on our relationship. Before, I was not only the older brother, but father and mother as well. Terry and Thomas helped during the day, of course, but I was always the one she looked to for guidance. Now, she was looking for guidance again, but in a different direction. As for Meagan, I wasn’t sure about her continuing this. There were just too many dangers in having her continue.

I got the feeling that Charlie was going to be like Terry; more of the submissive than dominant personality type. I was actually looking forward to expanding her knowledge, but only as she is ready for it. I would push her, naturally, but let her body set the overall pace.

The next morning, I found Charlie’s naked body lying on top of me, and she wasn’t asleep. She was lying there playing with my cock like it was a joystick of another kind. Her belly was on my chest with her legs straddling my head. I awoke to see her virgin cunt staring back at me. I reached out and licked her hairless twat. That got her attention.

“Oooooo, that feels good, Scott, do it again,” she cooed. The things I do for my family. I reached up and grabbed her hips with both hands to keep her from moving around too much. With the skill that Amy taught me, and I never forgot, I gave my sister the tongue-lashing she deserved. Before long, I had her screaming and screeching through a very intense orgasm.

But I didn’t stop there. I found her little love button again and restarted her engine. She tried squirming out of the way, but my grip remained firm. I knew her clit was sensitive, so I took it a little bit slower, but no less pleasurable. She wiggled, squirmed, fidgeted and fought her way through another two orgasms before I decided to call it quits for the morning. Meagan walked in just as we were finishing.

“What’s going on?” She asked us.

“Scott was just kissing me good morning, Meagan,” she said with a sly smile.

“He wasn’t kissing your mouth, that’s for sure,” she answered back.

“Oh, no; it was much better. Wanna try?”

“Hey, don’t I get a say in this?” I asked no one in particular.

“NO!” They both said at the same time. And with that, Charlie moved off my chest to allow her friend the benefits of Amy’s teachings. Meagan mounted the bed and straddled me as she had seen Charlie just moments before. I pulled her torso closer to my mouth and swiped her slit with my tongue.

“UUUhhhh!” She cried as the first swipe sent a wave of pleasure through her young body. I held onto her hips as she ground her hairless mound into my face. As she came, I continued to lick her twat, not letting up for a second. She squirmed again, but now she was trying to escape my tongue, not accept it. Her hyper-sensitive clit got another lashing from my tongue, as Meagan had to endure as many orgasms as my sister.

We had breakfast in the nude and they walked back in the kitchen as I was washing the dishes. I turned to see they had the ropes in their hands and both girls were looking at the floor in a very submissive pose. I smiled again at their eagerness.

“Hands behind the back, Girl, and turn around,” I barked at them, getting them into the role they were playing. They obeyed instantly; yep, both were natural subs that was for sure.

The dinning room chair was beckoning to have them again. This time was reversed; I took Meagan first to tie her to the chair. Her hands were tied in front of her body, and pulled over the back of the chair. I tied the free ends of the rope to the bottom rung again, securing her to the back. The dog collar was put on her this time. I tied a rope through the d-ring and pulled it over the top and down to the rope holding her wrists together. Her head was placed right at the top where her chin rested of the top of the backing.

She was kneeling on the seat of the chair, but I didn’t want her that way; it would allow for too much comfort for her. I pulled her feet apart and tied them standing on the bottom side rungs of the chair. The same rope was passed through the bottom to help secure her ankles. I tied a rope around her right knee and wrapped it around the back of the chair, also, and tying it off to the other knee.

With her legs splayed outward, her hairless pussy was showing quite nicely, as well as her tight little ass. With a lick of my finger, I swiped the length of that twat, causing her to shudder like a leaf in the wind. I lowered my face to her freckled pussy and licked the same length. She cooed as I continued to work her clit.

After some licking, I turned my attentions to Charlie. She had been standing by the side, waiting her turn. I pulled her chair to sit at the back of Meagan’s. I led Charlie to it and had her chin resting on the top of the back. I wrapped her arms around the back and tied them off to the base rung. Her legs were passed over the arms of the chair, and behind the back as well. Her knees were bent and passed under the seat to be tied off to the front bottom rung.

I lined up the chair to the spot that both backs were touching, and the girls’ heads were touching ear to ear. This made sure that the chairs weren’t going to fall if they pushed on them for any reason; each supported the other.

I placed the vibrator on a set of books to line up to Charlie’s pussy. I hit the remote and the toy buzzed to life once more. While that thing was having its way with my sister, I returned to Meagan. I licked up her twat again, causing her to shudder again. Seeing her hairless, freckled pussy and ass were such a turn-on, I just had to whack-off. She climbed over the edge just as I shot a string of my cum onto the towel.

With her taken care of, I returned to my sister. I took the vibrator off and rested it against Meagan’s slit. I tied it in place, and hit the remote again. Charlie was as wet as I’ve ever seen her. I took to tongue-lashing her again, which wasn’t easy considering the position she was in, but I managed to get the right angle. She wiggled a lot, trying to evade my tongue, so I held onto her waist to get her still.

Without warning, she passed a little gas. As my nose was mere micrometers from that orifice, I pulled back.

“That’s gonna cost you, girl,” I said, and pulled by belt out of my trousers. Since her head was tied up facing away from me, she didn’t know what was coming, until the swing connected with her ass.

“Ow, Scott, that hurt,” she whined.

“Did you just call me ‘Scott’, Girl?”

“I’m sorry, Master. I’m sorry, but that hurt.”

“I know that, Girl; I gave it to you. And for referring to me in the familiar, another ten swats with this belt will be added to the ten for passing gas. So, by simple mathematics, twenty total. Count them, and count correctly, or I start over.”

“Yes, Master,” she said in a subdued voice. I swung the belt again. I didn’t swing too hard, but just enough to raise a little pink on her derriere. She counted correctly as I swatted, but she started moving her butt around trying to avoid the belt. I put a stop to that.

I tied a piece of rope from her upper thigh to the rung on the opposite side of the chair, wound it under it, and back to the other thigh. The crossing of the ropes gave me another idea. She needed to enjoy this. I pulled out the vibrator from under Meagan’s wet pussy, and tied it to the crossing of the ropes. It was positioned right at her clit again. I hit the remote again, and it began doing its job on my sibling.

She squealed as the vibrator sent shivers of pleasure through her body. I continued with the belt across her bare butt. She missed one on the count as an orgasm wracked her young body.

“Start over, Girl,” I said, calmly.

“B…bu…buttttt, Massssttttterrrr, I cccaaannnnn’tttt hheellllppp iiiiiitttttt.” Another orgasm hit her.

“Are arguing with me, Girl?” I knew there was no way she was getting out of this with any less than fifty swats if I went by the rules of the game. The vibrator was doing a number on her clit. Another wave crashed over her small frame. I relented.

“Alright, Girl, I’ll keep count this time. We were on fourteen.” Five swats and three more orgasms later, I gave her one last hard swat with the belt. She screamed as that last one landed flush on both of her asscheeks. “Twenty. Aren’t you going to thank me for correcting you, Girl?”

I’ll spare you the stutter as she answered, having to contend with another orgasm. Suffice it to say that it took her a solid minute to say, “Thank you.” I walked out of the kitchen, leaving her to her fun. I watched a little TV as I heard her grunt, groan, squeal and tear through several more orgasms.

I allowed her some rest after an hour or so, and tied it back under Meagan. After another hour, I walked back in the kitchen and past the girls. Meagan was the one struggling with the vibrator now. I noticed that it wasn’t humming. I guess we had worn out the batteries. It appeared like she was trying to stimulate it again, so I replaced the batteries and just pressed the button again. She whimpered as the tool began doing its job again. I let it satisfy her for another hour until lunch time. I turned it off to give them something to eat; I’m not totally heartless, after all.

The vibrator was given back to Charlie after lunch and restarted to give her several more orgasms over the course of the next hour. I switched it back after another hour. I repeated the process the rest of the day. By bedtime, the girls were totally exhausted, and I knew going to sleep was not going to be a problem for either one tonight.

I found Meagan lying on my chest the following morning. This time, she was facing me as I woke up. Something was playing with my cock, though. I looked down to see Charlie fondling my member to erection. As she stroked it, I felt her bring it up to her friend’s small sex and rub the head along her slit. Meagan shuddered as Charlie hit her clit.

As horned up as I was, I did want to her to wait for this, so I slid sideways when she made a move to slip me inside her. The move caused her to miss and slide past the opening. She tried again, and I moved the other direction.

“Okay, I know you’re awake now, Scott.”

“Yes, I am. And you’re going to wait for that.”

“But I want it now. Please?” I almost caved in with that one. Her blue eyes were looking up at me, so innocent-like. But, I remained firm (okay another shameless pun; get over it).

“You two are too young for that, Meagan. Wait just a little longer. When I think you are ready for it.”

“But you don’t get any fun when we do stuff, Scott. I mean I know the shower thing yesterday was fun, but there’s got to be something we can do for you, like you did for us.” Charlie butted in.

“Okay, let me teach you a little thing called a blowjob. Scoot down.” She did and I put her right over the head of my cock. “Open your mouth and lick the head of it.” She did; not all that wonderfully, but she did lick it. “Slowly, Meagan, slowly. Act like it’s a lollipop that you want to last as long as possible.” She nodded that she understood and returned to my hard-on.

Slowly she licked the stalk like it was a Popsicle. I was getting more turned on just watching this cute nine year old redhead lick my twenty-one year old cock. Before long, my member was full staff at just under a foot in length.

“Now, carefully, open your mouth wider and slip it inside.” Enthusiastically, she did. “Not with the teeth. Not with the teeth.” She stopped immediately.

“Thowwy,” she said with a mouthful of cock.

“Just imagine the popsicle thing again, but with no teeth. Pull it into your mouth like you were sucking in a spaghetti noodle.” Again with the nod and back to her work. My cock disappeared into her mouth. As it hit her gag reflex, she choked, but tried again.

“I can’t get it all in, Scott,” she was almost on the verge of tears.

“When it hits the back of your throat again, act like you’re swallowing food, or something.” Thanks, Mr. Foster.

This time it passed down her throat, and into her gullet. I moved her head up and down the stalk of my dick and the feelings intensified. Her throat made a tight seal around my cock, almost like slipping into a pussy. I let go of her head and let her move at her pace from there. The little minx was almost a natural cocksucker.

Not one to be outdone, Charlie climbed onto the bed, and straddled my face, placing her own hairless twat to my mouth. I scooted down a bit to get more relaxed, and swiped her cunt with my tongue. She lowered herself down onto me a little more, trying to get all of my tongue in her pussy.

Meanwhile, Meagan was doing a superb job on my cock. She actually managed to get the entire thing down her throat. Minutes later, I was building towards my own orgasm. I stopped her for a second to warn her.

“Meagan, I shoot out semen. If you don’t want to swallow it, I’ll understand.” She pulled her mouth off me and looked up at me. I raised Charlie up so I could look Meagan in the eyes through her legs.

“What’s it taste like?”

“Well, it’s kind of like salty buttermilk.” Charlie resumed her place as Meagan went back to work, and she had me cumming down her throat minutes later. She couldn’t handle all of it, so some of the jizm leaked out of her mouth, but she did get most of it down her throat. When Charlie was finished with my mouth, she rolled off me to the side, and lay on her back to rest.

I laid there just looking at Meagan with my cum running down her chin. She wiped it off and licked it off her fingers. I pulled her onto my chest. She laid her head down and we hugged for a while. We made our way to the shower and had a three way shower. Meagan returned home after breakfast and some last minute instructions from me about secrecy.

At dinner that night, Charlie was unusually quiet until she asked a question I dreaded.

“What happened to our parents, Scott?”

Oh, shit...

I knew this day would come eventually. I was hoping I would have another two or three years before she asked that question. I didn’t want to lie to the girl. I pulled her closer to me and she raised herself up on her elbows.

“Why are you asking that question?”

“I dunno. Other kids at school have moms and dads. I was wondering what happened to ours; that’s all.”

“Okay; I’ll tell you. But first, what I’m going to tell you is something you can’t tell anyone. I mean no one, not even Meagan. Understand?” She nodded. “No, I need an answer, Charlotte.”

“Yes, Scott, I understand.”

“Good, because this is something that could kill me, Charlotte. I shot our mother and your father.”

She sat up instantly as if I had shot her.

“WHAT?”

“Now, before you go thinking that I’m some sort of murderer or something, let me explain the situation at the time.”

She nodded slowly as if not going to believe me.

“First of all, you have a different father than me and the twins. You’re my half-sister.”

“What happened to your father?”

“He killed himself, but that’s another story. What you want to know started right after our mother and the three of us got to a small town in Mississippi…” I told the entire story of what happened to Glen, our mother, the cop, and the woman who came out to help us. I told her of what happened between Terry, Thomas, Glen and myself during the time our mother was pregnant with her.

She took all of it pretty well for a nine year old girl. When I was done with the story, she didn’t say anything. She slid off the chair and disappeared to her room, even skipping desert. At bedtime, she walked into the kitchen, still naked as the day she was born. She didn’t say a word; she got down on her knees between my legs, and began sucking my cock again.

I saw her working her twat as she sucked me off, and before long, juice was flowing from between those legs. It was then that I relented on my decision for her to wait. I picked her up and carried her upstairs to my bedroom. I moved her first into a 69 position to get her wetter, if that was possible. As she climaxed for the first time that evening, I pushed her down my body to have her gravitate over my cock. She turned around to face me as she lined my cock up to her slit.

She rubbed the length of my cock along her wet slit, feeling the smoothness of the tool against her sex. She raised it up to the door of her pussy and looked back at me as if to ask for permission. I nodded.

“If you’re sure you want to, then go ahead and do it,” I told her. And with that, she lowered herself down onto the head of my cock. When it hit her maidenhead, she stopped. She looked like she wouldn’t go any further. I waited for her next move.

She made a move downward, but winced and backed up. She did it again, but got the same results.

“It hurts, Scott. Something won’t let me go down,” she whined.

“It’s your virginity, Charlotte. It’s going to hurt to get past it. Do you want me to do it?”

She nodded. And with one quick thrust upwards of my hips, her cherry broke.

“AAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!” She screamed and fell forward onto my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and held her for a while so she could get used to this new feeling. I could tell she was crying, so I just gave the time she needed to get over the pain. I stroked her hair, and ran my hands down the length of her youthful body.

When her crying started to dry up, I moved my hips up, to get more of myself inside her. She hissed at the further intrusion. She tried to get away from me, but I held onto her and continued to push further inside her pussy.

“It hurts, Scott,” she said as she tried to get away from me. I held firm as she struggled. To make sure she wasn’t getting away, I rolled us over to put me on top of her. She moved her legs in closer, to protect herself, but I wouldn’t have any of that. I pushed them back apart.

“Please, Scott, don’t do it anymore. It hurts too much.”

“You wanted this, Charlotte. I gave you every opportunity to get out of this. After this first one, things will get easier, but you’re going to take this as you wanted.”

With a great deal of patience, I continued to feed her my long cock into her pussy. She squirmed and struggled with me the entire way as the length of it slid inside her. I could only fit just about half of my pole inside her quim, but it might as well have been the entire thing as far as she was concerned.

Once I felt her cervix, I backed out and slowly fed it to her again. She was calming down now, thankfully. Now, I could actually enjoy fucking her. It’s really hard to fuck someone properly when their trying to kick the shit out of you. Maybe I should have tied her up for this. Oh, well, live and learn. I’ll do it for the next nine-year-old that I fuck.

Anyway, as I glided in and out of her, and she calmed down some more, she started to feel the beginnings of an orgasm build up. Unfortunately for her, as tight as she was, I couldn’t hold back any longer, and filled her newly opened womb with my sperm.

I collapsed on top of her as I came down from that explosion, and held her around her torso as tight as possible. She shook and cried for a while and I held onto her during the entire time. I remember my first time doing this, and I was fortunate that someone took the time with me as well. I rolled to her side, but instead of lying still like I expected, she rolled with me and ended back on top of me.

Her face was red from crying, and some blood was between her legs, but otherwise, she was none too bad. I smiled at her and wiped her face off of the tears. She smiled back at me and lay down on my chest again. We fell asleep that night like that, with me still buried in her less-than-virgin pussy.

“How do you feel?” I asked her when I woke up the next morning. She shrugged a little into my chest. “Well, it’s time for both of us to shower. We have school supplies to get.”

“Can we shower together?” She asked with those blue eyes again. How could I say, no?

We did shower together, but nothing happened. We did our shopping for the day and her school supplies. We got home and she went right to her room to try on her new clothes. She was up in her room for a few hours, but when she returned, she was naked again, except wearing the dog collar around her neck.

I tied her up in my bed in a forward hog-tie, suspended by her wrists and ankles from my canopy. A rope was tied to her collar so that her head could not move. I fucked her as hard as I could after tying her up, and she actually came twice. A light paddling was administered before turning off the lights, making her buttcheeks a nice rosy color.

“How about a good fuck in the ass before bed, huh, Charlie?” Of course being gagged, she couldn’t answer, but even if she did answer, she was going to get it in the ass.

I lubed up my cock with some olive oil and lined her asshole with the same lubricant. I placed the head of my cock at her rear entrance, and she squealed and thrashed about like crazy. Trying to avoid the invading cock was impossible for her. I slipped the head inside her nether region, and my nine year old half-sister screamed like hell into the ball gag.

She continued to squirm as my cock slid into her backdoor. I grabbed her around her legs to give me better leverage while feeding her my pole. Her asshole actually accepted my entire length, but not without complaint from her. I pulled almost all the way out and slid it back inside her, as I built up speed to fuck her properly. She was going wild in her harness as my footlong cock reamed her bowels.

After spewing a great deal of cum inside my sister, I left her hanging from my bed for the night. I saw some blood mixed with my semen drip from her asshole, but I figured she would be fine. At about midnight, I woke up with a raging hard-on, and with a receptacle hanging right over my bed, I figured why jack-off?

I got up on my knees and wrapped my arms around her legs again and shoved my rock-hard cock right up her nine year old ass again. I think I actually woke her up when I penetrated her bowels. I got a good fuck with her hanging there, and returned to a good night’s sleep.