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Sisters' Week (M+/F+, orgy, intr, alcohol, nc, bdsm)
by Illicit Writer (illicitwriter@hotmail.com)

***

Four sisters and a female relative take their annual 
vacation with unusual results.

***

Janette 38
Jennifer 35
Lisa 30
Heather 28
Jessica 21

"Shoot!" Janette Browning threw down some clothes in 
disgust. "I can't believe our medical bag is missing."

"Don't worry about it sis." Her youngest sister, Heather, 
said as she gave Janette a soft punch in the arm. "Who 
needs the pill? It's Sisters' Week. We'll just make sure 
none of us will jump our husbands for a week when we get 
back. As for aspirin or anything. Well, they have 
pharmacies here."

Janette blushed and Lisa, the middle sister, laughed. At 
that moment, Jessica walked in. She saw Janette blushing 
and ducked her head down and blushed.

Heather took charge. "Oh my god, you two blush more than 
a virgin on her wedding night! Let's hurry up and unpack 
so we can have some fun."

Janette returned to the bedroom she was sharing with 
Jessica and the two continued to unpack. Janette, 
Jennifer, Lisa and Heather had been taking weeklong 
vacations for six year running. The sisters had always 
been close, but now that they were all married, it was 
harder to find time together. Sisters' Week had been 
Lisa's idea and they all loved being able to take a break 
from their family life to lie around in the sun and 
gossip. 

This time, their circle had been expanded to include 
Jessica. Jessica was Janette's niece and she had just 
turned 21. She was always so quiet at family gatherings 
that Janette had felt a special place in her heart for 
the young woman and had invited her in hopes of getting a 
chance to chat with her. 

Even though Janette was the oldest, she had always felt a 
little timid next to her three more extroverted sisters. 
But she didn't mind. She liked being the one behind the 
scenes and could tell Jessica was the same way.

For this year's Sister Week, they had booked a private 
house on the beach at St. Martin's. The Caribbean waters 
lapped less than fifty feet from their door. 

"Wh--what were the guys laughing about?" Jessica asked 
softly.

Janette turned and shook her head. "Just about birth 
control pills. The bag that had our supply is missing."

"I - I can't even use them." Jessica's face turned a 
bright red. "I'm allergic to the pill and to latex as 
well."

Janette looked down at her niece. Jessica was a tall, 
sweet looking woman. She was about 5'9", long brown hair 
and the good looks of a girl next door. And the body to 
match, Janette admitted to herself. Flat stomach, perky 
breasts (maybe a C cup?) and wide hips. She sighed and 
touched her own stomach that wasn't as flat since she had 
her first child seven years ago. "Must be tough being a 
newly wed then."

Jessica looked up at that and smiled. "Well, we've been 
careful, making sure it's the right time of the month. 
And we're meeting with a doctor next week to discuss some 
other options."

"What are you two doing in there!" Heather yelled. "Get 
your suits on. It's time to swim."

Janette and Jessica quickly put on their suits and joined 
Jennifer, Lisa and Heather outside. The sun was bright 
and the water was a deep blue that slowly faded to a 
bright, emerald green as it rolled onto the beach.

Of course Lisa and Heather were wearing bikinis. Lisa got 
divorced three years ago and had since become an avid 
work runner. She was already tan and had long slender 
legs that made her seem taller than her 5'6" frame. At 
30, Lisa said she was in the best shape of her life and 
she looked it. She was flatchested like all the sisters, 
but had a cute smile and eyes that shone with laughter. 

Heather was most beautiful of the group. At 28, she had 
never been married and accentuated her beautiful face 
with fashionable makeup and the latest clothes. She was 
also the tallest sister at 5'9" with long hair with 
highlights. Her ass was her best asset, and her thong 
bikini showed it off.

Jennifer was more conservative and wore a one-piece. At 
35 and a mother, she couldn't quite compete with Lisa, 
Heather and Jessica. But she had a maturing beauty about 
her. She was maybe 125lbs and 5'6. Her suit was 
conservative, but her long nipples were hard from the 
water and strong legs flashed in the water.

Janette smoothed her own one-piece over her stomach. Her 
husband always insisted she was beautiful, but next to 
her sisters.... well, at 38 she had self-confidence in a 
strong marriage. She wasn't as skinny as her sisters, but 
men always complimented her smile. And she had noticed 
one of the grocers checking her out when she was buying 
supplies for this trip. She smiled at the thought. Even 
though she shouldn't have, she had bent over a little 
longer when she realized what the boy was looking at.

All thoughts washed away as she splashed into the warm 
water.

***

It was the fourth night of Sisters' Week and the 
margaritas were flowing. The five women were sitting 
around the table tanned and tired after another day of 
swimming and laying out in the sun.

"Ladies," Heather poured a round of freshly blended 
margaritas and lifted her glass in a toast. "I think we 
have found paradise. To the best Sisters' Week yet!"

"Here! Here!" The four other ladies chorused and clinked 
their glasses together.

"And to Jessica, the newest member of the sisterhood! And 
who had the idea for margaritas!" Lisa said with a wide 
grin. "Nice call Jessica."

And they clinked glasses again.

"Thank you for inviting me-- hiccup!" Jessica slurred.

"I think we have corrupted little Jessie!" Jennifer 
remarked and everyone laughed as Jessica pouted.

"God, I hate being called Jessie." 

"Well, a little corruption never hurt anyone!" Heather 
said laughing. Her smile became mischievous and she said. 
"How about a game of truth or dare?"
Jennifer nodded, "OK, but you have to go first. Truth or 
dare?"

"Dare." Heather replied immediately.

"Chug your drink."

"But it's huge! OK, OK. This was my idea," Heather said 
and then lifted her glass in the air and then began to 
chug the drink.

Janette was surprised how quickly her sister got the big 
drink down. And down it went, though as she slammed the 
empty glass to the table, Heather's eyes were watering a 
bit.

"OK, my turn to pick." She surveyed the group while Lisa 
poured her another drink. "Well Lisa, since you are so 
eager to get me drunk. You pick."

"Bitch." Lisa joked. "Hmmm. truth."

Heather pondered for a minute then said. "What's your 
favorite thing to do in bed?"

Lisa blushed which was unusual and then said, "Giving 
blowjobs."

"Ewwwww," Janette said. "You actually like doing that?"

"It's fun." Lisa replied. "Plus, guys are putty when you 
are giving head."

"Don't tell my husband Robert you like that." Janette 
retorted. "He's always trying to guide me down there."

Everyone started laughing at that and Jennifer shook her 
head. "Typical man."
Lisa looked around the circle before settling on Janette. 
"Your turn."

Janette felt a little excitable after another night of 
drinking. Ah, why not? "Dare."

"Hold on a minute." Lisa giggled and then ran off to her 
bedroom. Everyone exchanged puzzled glances. A few 
seconds later, she came back with the belt of her robe. 
It was a pink terrycloth and easily three inches wide. 
"You have to remain blindfolded for the next twenty 
minutes."

Lisa stepped behind Janette and lowered the belt over her 
eyes. She tied it tight and Janette was engulfed in 
darkness. Well, this was certainly different. Where had 
Lisa come up with such an idea!

"Alright, my turn. I pick Jessica." Janette's hand 
fumbled around. "And where's my drink?" She felt someone 
tug her wrist to the right and guide her to her drink. 
"Thanks."

"Um. truth," Jessica voice was soft and slurred.

"OK," Janette wracked her brain trying to think of a good 
question. Damn Lisa for blindfolding her. Well, if they 
were going to play that way. "When did you first have 
sex?" She could almost feel Jessica blush at the 
question.

"My wedding night."

That caused another explosion of laughter. 

"Honey," Heather said. "Even big sis Janette over here 
didn't wait till she was married!"

"Aw, it's sweet." Jennifer said. "You just don't 
appreciate it because you aren't married yet."

"Lucky her, I say." Lisa joked.

"It's MY turn now." Jessica cut in, obviously she didn't 
like being laughed at. "Jennifer, what do you pick?"

"Dare."

Janette thought Jennifer obviously didn't think Jessica 
would do anything bad.

"Take off your swimsuit. You have to be naked the rest of 
the game."

"WHAT?" Jennifer screamed while the rest of the women 
'oohed' and 'aahed' at the dare.

"You go girl!" Heather interjected.

Janette smiled and wished she could see her sister's 
face. Jennifer didn't like showing off her body.

"I'll get you for this Jessie." Jennifer said as she 
stood up and shed her suit. She sat down quickly and 
crossed her arms over her breasts.

"Remember Jen, no tag backs," Heather said.

"You're right Heather, that's why you get to go."

"Hmmm, I pick--" Suddenly she screamed. 

***

Janette reached for her blindfold, but before she could 
do so, hands grabbed her arms. Roughly, her hands were 
brought behind her and tied tightly. "What are you guys 
doing? That hurts!" She cried out.

A deep voice whispered in her ear. "Don't worry baby, 
we'll make you feel better soon."

A shiver of fear tingled down Janette's spine. What had 
happened?

Another man's voice spoke up. "I want the rest of you to 
lie down on the floor face first. No screaming and no one 
gets hurt."

Janette heard the chairs being moved. Someone was crying. 
The buzz from the alcohol was making it hard to 
concentrate.

"You watch them while I check the bedrooms for 
valuables." Janette heard the first male voice say.

Heather spoke up. "Our friends should be coming back any 
minute!"

The second man laughed. "You think we haven't been 
watching you? You ladies are all alone." The man laughed 
again, more sinister this time. "Lying is bad, you'll 
have to be spanked."

A slap punctuated the silence. Jessica cried harder as 
Heather squealed. 

"Man, you have a fine ass. It jiggles so nice, I have to 
do it again." 

Another slap and another squeal. And another. And 
another.

"Mm-mm good." The man said and the spankings stopped. 
Janette heard footsteps and then he stopped again.

"And what do we have here. A fine woman all naked. Did 
you want to be ready for us slut?" Janette figured he 
must be talking to Jennifer. She hoped her sister 
wouldn't antagonize him. Relief flooded through her as 
silence was her sister's only reply. "Stand up and turn 
around slowly."

Janette heard Jennifer stand up. What must she be going 
through? My poor sister!

"You are a fine looking woman. I love those long nipples! 
You like getting them pulled?" 

Janette heard her sister yelp and wondered what this 
criminal had done.

"Now don't look all surprised. Get down on your knees." 

Silence. Janette strained to hear, to understand what was 
going on. She almost jumped when she felt a something 
cold pressed against her neck.

"I said get down on your knees. Otherwise, your sister 
gets hurt."

He has a knife! Janette realized what was pressed against 
her neck. 

"Yes. yes, sir." Janette heard her sister kneel and then 
the sound of a zipper opened. OH MY GOD! Janette imagined 
her sister Jennifer, buck naked, giving this guy a 
blowjob.

"What are you doing?" The other guy must have come back.

"What does it look like the bitch is doing?"

"Yeah, but what about the girl you're holding a knife 
to?"

"Huh?"

"She's getting scared with nothing to help her out." The 
guy laughed and then his voice became deadly serious. 
"You! Stand up!"

Janette strained her ears to the limit, but couldn't 
figure out what was going on. The knife was removed from 
her neck and her bathing suit was cut away at the crotch.

"Now get down and give her some tongue!"

What! Who was forced down there?

Long hair brushed against her legs and goose pimples 
tingled down her legs. Her own husband rarely went down 
there. A tongue tentatively touched her pussy. She was 
really doing it! One of her sisters was going down on 
her. The sheer depravity sent a shiver down her spine.

One of the guys saw it and mistook it for sexual 
excitement. "Whoa! The bitch is getting into it."

The tongue probed deeper. Licking her pussy with more 
force.

"This woman sucks at giving head! You! Yes, you! Get over 
here and see if you can do any better!"

The guy's hand moved away from Janette's head, knocking 
the blindfold slightly. Janette was able to see a bit 
with her right eye. She nearly choked with shock. Heather 
was giving head to a large, black cock. The man was 
standing there grinning, his pants around his ankles. 
Jennifer was on her knees inches away, watching as her 
younger sister gave head.

The tongue was probing deeper and faster now. A small 
tremor of pleasure tickled Janette's crotch. Who was 
tonguing her? Jessica or Lisa? She looked down, but the 
blindfold was still covering too much of her vision.

The other guy was still behind Janette. She nearly jumped 
when he spoke. "Very nice! Keeping licking till I say to 
stop. You hear?" 

A muffled grunted in assent and the tongue inside Janette 
moved faster and deeper than before. Janette reddened in 
shame as she realized that she was getting wet.

Janette glimpsed and saw the other man come into view. He 
was white guy a shaved head. His wasn't particularly 
muscular like the black man, but he was tall, perhaps 
6'5" or 6'6". He pulled up Jennifer and dragged her by 
the arm behind Janette.

"Pull down the top of your sister's suit." Janette felt 
the strap being pulled off her shoulder and then her 
breasts were exposed to everyone. "Now rest your head on 
her shoulder and play with her tits!" 

Jennifer's arms encircled her and her sister's hands came 
to rest on her breasts.

"I said play with them!"

The fingers moved obediently, tweaking her nipples and 
then encircling her older sister's breasts. Jennifer lay 
her head on Janette's right shoulder. A soft moan escaped 
her lips and Janette felt her sister being rocked back 
and forth. "Oh baby, you are tight!"

Janette felt a warmth building in her belly. Against her 
will, her body was responding to the tongue and the 
fingers. A shock exploded up her body as the tongue 
brushed her clit. Janette thought it was on accident, but 
it brushed her sensitive nip again and again. The warmth 
had now spread through her body; a current of electricity 
between her pussy and breasts. A sigh escaped her lips 
and wetness flooded her pussy. The tongue responded by 
digging into her with long, deep strokes. It felt so 
good. Was it Lisa or Jessica?

Meanwhile, Jennifer continued rocking back and forth, her 
hands clenching Janette's breasts, kneading them now with 
a sense of urgency.

"Enough!" The black man ordered. "I want some of that 
sweet ass." He pulled Heather to her feet and placed her 
in front of Janette. The youngest sister had to straddle 
whoever was eating Janette out. "Now bend over, slut!" 

Janette made eye contact with Heather. The youngest 
sister's face was full of fear as she laid her head on 
Janette's left shoulder. Both sisters were being fucked, 
their motions crashing upon Janette. Janette had a clear 
view of the black man as he rammed Heather from behind. 
He leered at Janette, "Don't worry, I'll get to you too."

Janette moaned in fear and closed her eyes.

Jennifer gave her a kiss on the cheek. "It will be ok 
sis. It will be, oh.... oh, no...." Jennifer's voice 
ended in a moan. Could she be getting excited from all 
this?

The man obviously thought the same thing. He said. 
"Getting into it? I knew you'd like my cock." Jennifer's 
body stared moving into Janette with more force. "Ready 
to take my load?"

"Please.." A sob escaped from Jennifer and then she 
continued on. "Please, I don't want to get pregnant!"

Jennifer's rocking slowed to a stop. Janette thought, 
could this man have a conscious? Maybe they'll stop all 
this. But then the man's question, sent a shiver down 
Janette's spine.

"Well, I don't want you to become pregnant, if you don't 
want." The man chuckled. "So I'll give you the choice. Do 
you want me to cum in your cunt or ass?"

Jennifer moaned in despair. Janette pitied her sister's 
dilemma Jennifer had been married for twelve years and 
had a four-year-old son. Her husband had been adamant 
about not having any more kids. How would she explain it 
if she got pregnant again?

Her sister must have come to the same conclusion. Her 
voice was hoarse as she said, "Please, cum in my mouth.."

"No way! My partner said you suck at blowjobs! Now I'll 
ask you one more time. Cunt or ass?"

"A-ass, I guess...."

The man laughed and said, "Say please."

"Please, cum in my ass."

"Beautiful." Janette felt Jennifer's body come to a stop 
and her body tense up. Surely her sister had never done 
anything like this before. Jennifer yelped in pain and 
her hands squeezed Janette's breasts. Janette strained 
against her bonds in shock. 

The pain was exquisite! Two flames of pain/pleasure 
flared in her chest and shivered its way down to her 
cunt. Whoever was licking her, must have felt her 
convulse because the tongue began to lap at her clit once 
again.

Meanwhile, Jennifer began to rock once again, this time 
with a cock in her ass!

"I want you to make out with your sister while I fuck you 
slut!" The black man ordered.

Janette's eyes flew open and met Heather's startled gaze. 

"Now!"

Heather flew at Janette, taking her by surprise. Her 
youngest sister's tongue probed Janette's mouth. 
Janette's confusion gave way to curiosity. Heather's lips 
were soft, softer than any guy Janette had ever kissed 
before. Heather must really be scared to follow this 
guy's orders so quickly!

Confused thoughts waged with building sensations inside 
Janette. Her body was responding to all this stimulation. 
Her two sisters were being pounded harder now. Jennifer 
moaned again, this time in pleasure. She actually liked 
the cock in her butt!

Janette couldn't deny it any more, she let go and pressed 
her crotch and the face that was licking her to suck 
delightful sensations.

Heather broke the kiss and turned to the black man. 
"Please, don't cum in me!"
The black man smiled and said, "Forget it bitch! You'll 
have something to remember me by!"

Heather shivered and went back to kissing Janette.

Jennifer's breathing became more erratic. She whispered. 
"Oh, I can't believe it feels good."

The fire within Janette's pussy grew and she moaned. It 
turned her on even more when Heather moaned in return.

"Oh, bitch, here I cum!" 

"I'm going to fill your ass with cum!"

Both sisters rocked violently back and forth. Then the 
men screamed out in pleasure at nearly the same time. 
Jennifer shivered in orgasm against Janette's back. 
Heather meanwhile moaned as she came too. 

Heather and Jennifer went limp with exhaustion. Their 
warm bodies added to the sensations of pleasure 
enveloping Janette. The tongue dove deep and fast. Then 
to her clit! Lapping her clit! Finally, she couldn't hold 
back.

"Ahhhh, I'm cumming! I 'm cumming!" A powerful orgasm 
shook through her whole body. Faintly she was aware of 
Heather and Jennifer kissing her shoulders, face and lips 
in comfort. Slowly, so slowly, the orgasm receded.

Heather and Jennifer hugged Janette tightly before 
standing up. Her blindfold was knocked completely off her 
head. She looked down to see her sister Lisa between her 
legs. 

So it was Lisa with the talented tongue! But where was 
Jessica?

Janette turned and saw Jessica standing there with a 
video camera, recording the whole thing. 

"What?" Jennifer yelled. "Why are you taping this!"

"They - they threatened me. They said they would send it 
to my husband." Tears ran down Jessica's face and her 
voice trailed away.

"They would send what home?"

The white man had sauntered over to the television and 
slid in a video. Soon an image of Jessica flashed onto 
the screen. Her naked body writhed as the black guy 
screwed her from behind. She bounced back upon his large 
cock, screaming with delight. The man muted the sound and 
smiled at Jessica. "You did your part, we'll leave the 
tape with you!"

"How could you do that?" Jennifer asked.

"On Tuesday, I had stopped at a bar. I only had one drink 
and felt strange." Jessica face was red with shame. "When 
I came to, these men," She motioned to the two guys. 
"They showed me with this tape and then asked about you 
guys. They said if I did what they wanted, everything 
would be ok."

"You idiot!" Heather screamed. "What do you think they're 
going to do with the tape you just made?"

Jessica's eyes widened and started to back away. But the 
black man grabbed her wrist and wrenched the video camera 
away. He smiled and said, "You ladies will be waiting for 
us tomorrow night at seven. Be dressed in something sexy, 
preferably skirts with no underwear or bras."

"Or what?" Heather sneered. "That video tape shows you 
raping us!"

The white man laughed. "Oh, we're only going to keep the 
part where you lovely ladies were cumming." He held up a 
list of addresses. He had obviously copied them when he 
had gone through their stuff. "And we'll be sending 
copies of that to your families."

Janette's stomach turned at the thought of her husband 
seeing that video. "What do you want us to do tomorrow?"

The black guy looked her up and down and Janette covered 
her bare chest. He laughed and said. "Get ready to dance, 
baby. Get ready to dance."

The two men walked out the front door, leaving the five 
women in shocked silence. Janette looked around, but 
everyone avoided her gaze. Jessica couldn't even bear to 
look up. Slowly, she got up and walked over to the bottle 
of tequila. She poured herself a shot and threw it back. 
It burned down her throat.

She whispered, "What did he mean.dance?"

To be continued --

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. 

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