SISTER’S DOG HUNGER – Chapter 3
Alec staggered through the doorway to his bedroom and felt her hot tears against his
face. He didn’t quite understand why she was crying. All he knew was that he wanted
to be the one who could make her sadness stop.
He ran his hand down her back, undoing the zipper of her dress. While she clung to
him and whispered, he slipped the dress from her shoulders and leaned over the bed
with her.
In a smooth motion, her arms slid from around his neck, and she fell on her back on
the bed as her dress left her body and made her totally naked. She opened red-rimmed
eyes and writhed on the bed in sexual bliss and emotional torment.
"Alec, don’t stop yet, darling. Don’t quit fucking me! I’ve got more in there. Ohhh, so
much more! Why do I always have so much in there!"
She put her hands to her tits and moaned and mauled them, groaning in a strange way,
trying to cover her real feelings under the screen of the sexual urgency that was real
enough.
She rolled the firm balls of flesh and made them flatten and stretch into cones. She
tweaked her pink nipples and pulled at them with the tips of her fingers until they were
rubbery spikes at the ends of her boobs.
Her thighs scissored open and closed, and her pussy lifted and fell with movements of
her hips she couldn’t control. Her cunt made sucking sounds that were unbelievably
slutty.
She was aware that Alec was looking down between her thighs at the mouth of her
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draining cunt, and there was a moment of shame, of wanting to hide her terrible
passion from him, even after three years of revealing it to him again and again.
She put her hand over her twat. Everything was puffy and soft, so terribly wet and
slippery. Her cuntlips were so bloated with heat they were wide open and didn’t begin
to cover the pulsing pinkness of her twat hole.
The silkiness between them gleamed with slippery oils and draining sperm, and she
watched him run his eyes over the slim lines of her thighs, the flare of her hips, the
narrow waist.
Her auburn hair fanned over his bed, and her pretty, fine features rocked back and
forth as she tossed her head and moaned and massaged her tits and her pussy with her
hands.
"Carol…" he gasped huskily. "God, you’re beautiful, darling. I want you. I want you!"
"Then take me!" she half screamed. "Fuck me again, Alec! Oh, please! Make it big.
Make it good. God, make it last!"
She clapped her fingers around her wet pussy again and shook the pink, bloated meat
of it up and down. Juice trickled between her fingers, and she gasped sharply as the heel
of her hand rolled over her clit and massaged the standing, throbbing little organ of
pleasure.
"Ohhhh, suck my juicy pussy, darling! I want you to suck it off! Then fuck it! Honey,
can you fuck me again? Is your prick…"
She opened her hooded eyes. She looked at the long, solid shaft of his cock and
shivered with lust. Her lips went slack, and she moaned heavily and reached for him.
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"Give it to me, Alec! Give me your prick!"
He moved forward and knelt on the bed, straddling her chest. He settled down, and her
round, firm tits pillowed his ass and cupped his balls in warm mounds of satin flesh.
Her hands and fingers slid all over his wet, juice-covered prick. She pursed her lips and
lifted her head. A moan of combined shame and lust slipped from her throat as she
pursed her soft, full lips and ran her tongue over them to wet them.
Right then she didn’t care how slutty she was acting, how much like Tish. She wanted
him. She wanted to come and come, and she wanted the feel of his strong prick in her
and against her and his sperm flooding into her body in every hole she had, because it
was going to be the last time.
Her tongue flicked out. She tasted the clear fluid at the tip of his prick. She tasted the
essence of her sodden cunt on his spongy knob and stiff shaft.
She moaned and sucked his cockhead between her lips and felt the bumps and ridges of
his prick ripple over her soft lips and run into her mouth.
She drew strongly on his prick, and he couldn’t keep from groaning. Carol sucked as
heatedly as she fucked, and Alec had never met a girl even remotely like her.
He didn’t know what drove her, what made her so sexually volatile, but he wanted to
know. He wanted to smooth it out for her, because he genuinely cared about her.
His cock throbbed in her mouth, and he tipped his head back and sucked in his breath,
trying not to come. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to come. But he didn’t have the
fantastic kind of staying power that she did, and he wanted to last long enough to drain
her dry this time.
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He wanted to leave her so fucked out she was wobbly and bow legged and would be
incapable of staying away for two long weeks again. He wanted her to realize that she
ought to marry him and let her trampy sister and stupid brother fend for themselves,
now.
She’d done her duty. More than her duty. It was time to break free.
He looked down and watched her silky lips purse around his prick. Her head bobbed
back and forth, and her tongue stripped the bottom of his shaft and rolled around the
cockhead, teasing him and milking him for the rush of his hot sperm.
He tried not to think about how good it felt to have her lips wrapped around his cock,
about how easy it would be for him to give himself over to her soft, sucking mouth and
let his prick explode there and hose his cum down her throat.
He thought about the dog-kennel thing instead. Maybe he should keep his nose out of
it after all – just let her go ahead and set it up for Tish and Harley and then make
another try at weaning her away from them. If they were set up, she wouldn’t have that
excuse not to marry him anymore.
His thoughts broke off when Carol moaned and began sucking more fervently on his
prick. Her soft lips nearly reached to his pubes, and he could feel her throat
constricting and squeezing around the throbbing head of his dick.
Her right arm began to jiggle at the same time, and he knew what she was doing. Her
hand was still over her wet pussy. He could hear the liquid sounds her fingers made in
her silky cunt-flesh.
He glanced over his shoulder and saw her hand swirl over her sodden pussy as she
finger-fucked her drooling box. Her knees were up and bent, her thighs completely
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open.
Her cunt squirmed and quaked, and her hips circled with terrible heat. Her lips and
tongue worked over his prick faster and faster, and he knew she was going to bring
herself off at any moment.
As much as he hated to, he pulled his prick from her sucking mouth and rested his butt
on her pillowing tits, gasping harshly. She’d nearly brought him off, too, and he wasn’t
ready for another one yet.
"Alec… Alec!" she moaned, grabbing at his cock with her free hand, wanting it back
between her soft lips. Her other hand swirled over her pussy meat, her fingers circling
the stretching, throbbing nub of her clit.
He scooted backward quickly and stared down at her pulsing, sucking cunt. He
watched her fingertips play with her clitoral root and slide up and down her silky gash.
He watched her rim her cunt hole with one finger. She stretched the silky, muscular
ring wide and allowed him to see up her pussy into the incredibly wet redness there.
Her finger went around and around and then shot all the way up her cunt hole as far as
she could make it go.
"Alec I’m going to come! Ohhhh, don’t let me come this way! Fuck me, darling! Fuck
that big cock into my pussy again! Suck my cunt off! Alec, do something – quick!"
Her body shuddered and heaved, nearly out of control again. Her finger pumped wetly
in and out of her scarlet pussy hole. He waited just a moment longer, then snatched her
hand away. Her cunt made a slurping pop as it suddenly became empty.
He scooped his hands under her round butt cheeks and lifted her hips from the bed.
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Her thighs fell wide, and her pussy lifted high, quivering and pulsing, on the verge of
another orgasm.
"Ohhhh, do something, darling!"
He dropped his face to her cunt. He opened his mouth wide and covered the whole
wet, squirming mass of pulsing silk with his mouth, and he shot his tongue deeply into
her hot cunt hole.
"EEEEE! I’M COMING!" she screamed.
She wrenched violently, nearly jerking her ass from his hands. Her pussy twisted
around his tongue and then clamped down on it in spasming waves of muscular reflex
as still another orgasm tore through her overheated body.
He didn’t let her rest a moment. He knew she had to be nearing the end of her
endurance. He wanted it to be a glorious end. One that she would remember a long
time.
He slipped his tongue from her silky hole and lapped up her drenched gash with it. He
circled the tip of her clit, then massaged the engorged, throbbing clitoral root, all the
while holding her ass in his hands high off the bed.
"Oh! Oh, darling! Ohhh, let me rest a minute, Alec! Ohhh, what are you doing to my
clit? God, I feel so slutty when I get this hot, Alec…"
She twisted her head to the side and felt a moment of shame again. She wished she
didn’t get turned on this high. It made her feel sluttier than Tish. It made her wonder
what she was going to do for sexual release without Alec’s wonderful prick and sucking
lips.
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There had been a discreet number of other men when she had turned twenty. And then
her parents had died, and her little sister Tish, only thirteen at the time, had blossomed
into a sexy little doll, complete with hot little ass and ready pussy and the capacity to
fuck and fuck.
After Tish had seduced three men away from her, Carol had nearly stopped dating at
all, admitting defeat. She was pretty enough. But Tish had that something extra that
made men have to fuck her.
Carol wasn’t stupid. She knew what Tish was doing to her boy friend’s. And she knew
why. The little slut was getting back at Carol for being big sister, for being boss of the
house when there were no parents any more.
Carol kept telling herself that it was a phase Tish was going through, that she’d get
over it and find her own men and leave hers alone. Or that Tish would realize Carol
didn’t have any choice but to be boss, since she was so much older and since her sister
and brother had to be raised by someone.
It had seemed that way with Alec, finally. For a long time. Until… until…
"Oh, Alec, why did you do it!" she cried aloud, tossing her head to the side again,
putting the back of her hand to her mouth in a wail of agony. "Why did you fuck her!"
If Alec had heard the question, he wasn’t answering it. He wouldn’t, of course. He
would try to pretend. But Tish had already told her the details – all the wet, sensuous
details, gloating over them the way she always did.
Carol felt a surge of anguish pass through her again. It was nearly strong enough to
make her forget the thrilling sensation of his tongue on her oozing pussy.
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He wiped his face against her thigh and smeared her cunt juice from his lips to her soft
skin. He held her by the ass, then gave a slow twist, urging her to roll over onto her
stomach.
Carol moaned with undeniable heat and let go of the anguish and did his bidding. It
was the last time with him. She couldn’t ruin it. She had to have it last and last. She
rolled onto her stomach and gasped and wondered what he was going to do next…
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