SISTER’S DOG HUNGER – Chapter 1
"Ohhh, Alec – don’t!" Carol gasped, trying to draw out of the circle of his arms.
Her round, full tits heaved and pushed against his chest. Her trim, tight ass was
suddenly hot against the fabric of the couch. The tunnel of her pussy squirmed all
along its silky length, and she felt it grow fluid and loose and all too ready for his big
prick.
His lips grazed the side of her neck and found her cheek. They slid to her mouth,
suddenly slack-lipped and breathy with the passion she couldn’t deny.
The tip of his tongue traced the outline of her lips and made her shiver again. She
moaned with a protest she didn’t really feel, and she knew she shouldn’t have come up
to his apartment.
"Alec, don’t!" she gasped. "I didn’t come up here for this. Really, I didn’t."
He swept back a silky lock of her auburn hair and kissed the soft part of her that he’d
exposed. He grinned softly, not believing her.
"It’s been two weeks, Carol," he whispered. "I know you, honey. You came up here for
this. God, I can already feel the way your sweet pussy is going to shudder and leak
around my spurting cock with one come after the other. Come on, honey, let’s fuck
first and talk later. We both need a good one."
"Alec, no!" she cried softly, trying not to let him cup and feel her swollen tit. "I meant
it, Alec – I want to end it with us. It’s over. I don’t love you. I never did. I swear it."
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"Aah! That’s your little sister talking, honey. That’s Tish, not my Carol. You know you
don’t mean that. After three years of going together, you can’t make me fall for that
one."
"Alec… Ohhhh, God! Don’t touch me there! Not my pussy, you bastard! Damn it, Alec,
take your hand off! Don’t touch… Ah! Darling!" she gasped suddenly.
His fingers slid along her thigh to the top, then circled over her cunt mound. She felt
her pussy jump lasciviously and knew a charge of warm, slippery cunt juice had just
leaked between her bloated twat lips and filled the crotch of her panties.
"Over, hell," he whispered huskily, grinning against her cheek again. "Carol, you love
me, and I love you. Hell, I want to marry you. I still want to be the one to hose out the
raging fire in this hot, wet pussy of yours. I want to be the one to fuck you and fuck
you until you forget all the bad things and are happy again. Oh, Carol…"
"No, let me go, Alec!" she cried again. But it was only a weak whisper this time.
She felt his hand smoothing over and over her cunt mound. She felt the gentle
massaging of his fingers on her screaming clit, the way they snuck into the vee of her
crotch and gently pinched the swollen, drenched pussylips through her thin dress and
slick panties.
He pressured her spiked, throbbing clit again and nearly made her come. She was too
damn hot. She shouldn’t have waited two weeks before coming up to tell him it was all
over.
Waiting had left her too vulnerable to his smooth touch and the memories of so many
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other steaming fucks. She knew the fight to keep her pussy closed to his thrusting prick
was already lost.
Alec moved his hand, pushing back her short skirt, exposing the red nylon triangle of
her pantied crotch. There was a dark line of wetness where her cunt gap was, where the
hot juices from inside her writhing pussy had soaked into the fabric.
His lips sucked at her neck and worked over the line of her fine jaw to her mouth. He
Frenched her deeply at the same moment his fingers curled around the soaked, puffy
meat of her pussy.
"Ohhhh, damn you, damn you," Carol moaned softly.
She wouldn’t be able to stop it from happening now. Her thighs opened with the
parting pressure of his fingers. She slouched lower on the couch, all resistance gone.
It wouldn’t matter, really. She sure wasn’t a virgin any more. And it sure wouldn’t be
the first time with Alec. After three years of letting her wanton, shameless pussy suck
and pull at his strong prick, there couldn’t be anything terribly wrong with indulging in
a final, parting fuck with him. She couldn’t even fault herself for that.
Her cunt writhed and leaked, wetting her panties even more. The honeyed juice spilled
from her brimming hole. Her round tits throbbed against the pressure his chest made
against them, and she felt her nipples spike and grow rubbery and tight.
Her fingers curled and made little fists of resistance, the last futile effort to deny her
body’s raging needs. Then they uncoiled, and her arms slid around his neck and twined
there as she moaned and pulled him willingly against her inflamed body.
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"Alec, darling!" she gasped, over and over.
He smiled softly and gazed into her hazel eyes. "That’s my girl," he whispered. "That’s
more like my beautiful girl."
He fingered her pussy, teasing the bloated lips through her wet panties. He massaged
her whole mound and made sloshy sounds come from her wet cunt.
He worked a finger under the leg bang and touched her swollen, satin-skinned cunt lip,
pulling it aside and screwing his finger into the oiled, squirming pussy hole, sliding it
into the center of her thrashing body.
Carol groaned with terrible heat and bucked up with her hips. Her inner thighs turned
outward slightly, opening her pussy wide to him.
She moaned and stretched and twisted into a more supine position on the couch and
felt his weight all along her defenseless body. She wondered if maybe she hadn’t really
come up for a wild fuck after all, despite the denials in her mind.
"Honey, let’s go into the bedroom," he whispered.
"No! Here, Alec – right here. Damn you, do it! Fuck me! Just once, Alec, and that’s all.
Just to… Ohhhh, God, fuck me and get it over with and let me go home!"
That was absurd. It wouldn’t be just once, and they both knew it. She was already
turned on high. The moment she had her first orgasm, she would be on roaring, and
her climaxes would come so hard and fast that she’d lose count of them again.
It was that way with her. She was ashamed of it, because it made her feel as slutty and
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shameless as her sister acted, but it was that way with her.
They grappled together on the couch and fumbled with their clothing. It made her feel
like a teenager again. She was twenty-eight, and he was thirty, but they were going to
fumble and fuck on the couch like kids.
The idea sparked Alec. She felt his prick throb in his pants and bump rigidly against
her thigh. She knew it thrilled him, because she knew him as well as he knew her.
"Oh, Carol," he gasped huskily, kissing her over and over, squeezing the fleshy meat of
her pussy with his fingers. "I love you, honey. You’re wonderful. You’re the girl for me.
Marry me, Carol! Quit this silly bullshit you’re getting into and the two weeks of
staying away and all the rest of it – quit it and marry me!"
"God, don’t talk! Don’t keep saying it, Alec! Just fuck me! Ohhh, fuck that prick into
my hot pussy and make me come!"
"And come and come," he whispered heatedly, grinning again. "All right, sweetie, we’ll
do it here first and then go into the bedroom and really let loose."
"No – I’ve got to get home, Alec. Just once. Just…"
"What the hell for?" he queried, an edge coming into his voice. He already knew the
answer.
"Tish and Harley – they need me at home, Alec."
"Oh, bullshit!" he flared. He took a deep breath and tried to sound more reasonable.
"Honey, Tish is twenty-one. She’s a big girl now. Harley’s nineteen. Both of them can
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get along just fine without big sister looking after them. Carol, when are you going to
learn that and give them up and marry me, damn it!"
She pushed at him suddenly. "All right, Alec. That’s it. That’s enough. I don’t want to
hear it any more. Let me up. I want up."
He looked down at her. Her expression was strange, nearly hostile. He couldn’t believe
it – the expression or the fact that she was apparently able to hold out against him,
even though her pussy was sucking avidly on his finger.
It rattled him a moment. He didn’t get off her, and her dainty frame was no match for
his muscular one, so she lay under him and looked up at him with that strange
expression.
"She’s really gotten to you, hasn’t she?" he said finally. "Little sister Tish, with the big
green eyes and the foxy little body and the hot, ready cunt. You do everything little
sister tells you to now, huh? Well, I know about her latest idea – hers and Harley’s. A
goddamn dog kennel," he snorted. "Carol…"
"Shut up, Alec!"
"And she accuses me of trying to squander away the money your parents left you!
Carol, a dog kennel isn’t going to work – not in this town. That money you’ve been
trying to protect is just going to go right down the drain, if you put it on a dog kennel
and then let her and Harley run it!"
"We’re all going to run it. We’ll train attack dogs. There’s a big market in them now,
Alec, and I resent your butting into my business again. Harley says that-"
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"Your little brother couldn’t say shit unless Tish squatted over his open mouth and
crapped there first, and you know it! Damn it, Carol, do you know why Tish hates me
so much? Do you?"
"Because you’re a despicable bastard who can’t keep his nose out of our lives!"
"Because I never fucked her!" he half shouted.
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