Chapter 48: Sisters in Sin

One tall glass of water and an anxiety med down the hatch, and Claire was locking lips with Miss Quinn. “Fuck it was always so hard to pay attention to you in class when you have tits like this!” The professor wearing the faintest stitch of clothing over her body was a situation that only remained for an incredibly short period of time.

It wasn’t long before Claire’s hands were fondling, squeezing, and clawing their way around the older woman’s impressive curves. Her mouth was quick to follow, sucking desperately at one of Rachel’s nipples as though her life depended on it.

The redhead groaned, her green eyes uselessly fluttering as she clutched Claire close. Unlike Rachel, the curly haired younger woman was still wearing her vinyl dress, everything she’d worn under it, and her boots. Rachel made no attempt to change that, only arching and mewling as she rubbed herself against Claire.

“Now y-you can have my body… whenever… you want it… to make it easier… to concentra-a-ate!” No matter how she tried, Rachel couldn’t still, or even calm her body. Claire touched her, squeezed her, claimed her, and Rachel was helpless to all of it.

Knots tied between her eyes, knots in her breasts, and a knot between her legs made her volition unimportant except to serve as a tool for Claire and Alexis’s hedonistic orgy.

Behind Claire, Michelle’s clothing was similarly stripped away. Her naked body rubbed along Claire’s back, as right beside her Fiona moved in the same perfect rhythm.

I should feel bad Michelle is like this… so horrible that Michelle is a mind-fucked slave when she’s my friend and she has a boyfriend and this isn’t what she would have wanted…! Claire’s mouth sucked and nibbled a path to Rachel’s other nipple before she grasped ahold with the same passionate ferocity. Her body quivered, a beautiful milfy teacher in front of her and two of her friends behind her, naked, using their breasts to massage her back. Their hands were even teasing along her hips, along her thighs, making Claire feel that much better. But I don’t! I don’t feel bad at all!

Mae never understood what it meant to be a Weaver, to be a part of a conspiracy like this, if she couldn’t understand how delicious this really is…!

Michelle is more fulfilled than she could be in any other situation!

“You’re so beautiful, Claire…” Michelle whispered lowly into one of her ears, fingers trailing up along the inside of her thigh. The heel of her hand was carefully positioned to make her dress rise higher, and Fiona’s hand at Claire’s other thigh was helping. “Your skin is so soft… Your curls are so gorgeous… I want to make you feel so good…”

“I always thought you were super cute, Claire…” Fiona moaned into Claire’s other ear. Her touches weren’t quite as mechanically perfect as Michelle’s. Without the experience of the lathe replacing so much of her mind, Fiona had to rely on her own experiences and instincts. That didn’t make the sensation of her fingers stroking along the inside of Claire’s thigh, or her breasts rubbing up and down along her back, any less thrilling. “Never could have done anything about it… but now that your sister recruited me… I get to have so much, do so much… it’s all thanks to you…!”

Claire’s thighs clenched hard, her hips wiggling desperately as she tried to arch into both sets of fingers at once.

Not even sure if fucking Rachel feels better, or being fucked by a woman with a girlfriend, and by my shy friend who I always thought was really cute but was always a bit too shy for who I was before, before Mae started waking me up to who I really am…

Nails clawed their way down from Rachel’s chest, following the natural contours of her body to find their way between her legs. There was nothing gentle or restrained about the way that Claire rubbed along her teacher’s slit as she sucked at her breast and stared up into her fluttering, lost eyes.

Good of your sick first, second only to the consideration of what your place is to do…

Words of the plaque hanging over Patricia’s bathroom door came to Claire as she thrust her fingers deep inside of Rachel’s pussy. They brought to mind curiosities of how Patricia would look lost in the same kind of submissive pleasure that was so wholly consuming Rachel without taking Claire away from her current pleasures.

It was impossible to be distracted from such an erotic moment, and that would have been true even if Michelle and Fiona weren’t both stroking over her ruined panties.

Sounds of Alexis moaning across the room made Claire shudder. She could see her sister making out with one of the Kims. Only seeing her from behind made it difficult to tell just whose mouth was full of Alexis’s tongue, but her short hair gave Vivienne away. Claire savored the sight of her ass squeezed like a second skin, remembering how it felt to squeeze at Belinda’s as she wondered what it would be like to knead Lauren’s.

Elizabeth and Lauren were kneeling between the two sisters’ groups of women, hands between the other’s thighs as their tongue openly rubbed and licked at each other in a way that was meant so much more for show than it was for their own pleasure.

Belinda was knelt behind Alexis, her tongue hard at work as her latex-clad hands squeezed and massaged at Alexis’s thighs.

These women were all so sick with free will…!

Claire whimpered, her hips helplessly jerking as Fiona’s fingers reached underneath her panties to tease along her lower lips. Michelle’s hands tugged her vinyl dress higher only to slide under the back of her panties, squeezing a handful of Claire’s ass in the perfect way to make the curly haired woman scream into Rachel’s breast.

Thanks to Alexis… Thanks to Alexis and me… they won’t ever need to worry that much ever again…

Because they belong to us now…!

Alexis groaned, her fingers in Vivienne’s hair forcing her down into her own chest. So much of her pale breasts were already exposed, and the rest momentarily came into view as Alexis tugged either side of her dress to free her breasts.

The next moment, Vivienne’s face was forced against a breast, and the wet, urgent sounds of sucking and muffled moans filled the air as Alexis’s nipple was hidden away past Vivienne’s once trembling lips. The nine women were all close enough together that once Vivienne’s face was buried in her chest, Alexis was able to reach out to stroke Claire’s hair and gently urge her closer.

“I love you, Claire…! I know I’m enjoying myself too, but…” Their lips met, both sisters moaning louder as their eyes fell shut. Belinda’s tongue and Vivienne’s teeth made Alexis shudder in the kiss as Fiona and Michelle’s fingers did the same to make pleasure shake through Claire. The kiss broke, but only for a moment. “I did this for you…!”

“I know you did, Alexis… and I… We only just met, and there’s so much I don’t know about you, but… o-oohhh…!” Claire shuddered, clenching all of her muscles at once as she felt Michelle’s finger force its way tenderly into her ass and Fiona’s fingers tease their way into her sopping cunt. “I love you, too…! I love you so much and I… I just want to keep kissing you… want to keep doing this with you… forever…!”

Their lips met again, only to instantly part. Neither of them could resist the urge to rub their tongues together. As though both had been lost in a desert for such an impossibly long time, now that they’d been given an opportunity to taste each other’s mouths there was no way they could resist the urge that drove them forward.

Even as Belinda pressed latex into Alexis’s pussy, and Vivienne bit and flicked her tongue at Alexis’s nipple the blue-haired woman insisted on putting so much of her attention and focus into Claire’s mouth.

Even as Fiona and Michelle’s fingers learned how to stroke inside of Claire’s body, finding so many places that being caressed at the same time made Claire’s knees barely functional rubber, Claire put an equal amount of attention into Alexis’s mouth.

Braided black-and-blue hair and fluttering gray eyes looked so dissimilar to brown curls and glassy brown eyes, but their lips were just as full, just as supple. Their tongues were just as wet and warm. The scent of their arousal that filled the room was so similar. Even the ways they moaned and trembled were so similar, their lips shaking against each other in a way that was so sweetly matched.

Between them, Lauren fell onto her back, and the sound of zipper teeth pulled apart mixed with wet fingers and tongues. Elizabeth’s face ended up between Lauren’s legs, her breasts pressed tight into Lauren’s tightly-wrapped belly as Lauren’s fingers sank into Elizabeth’s ass and pulled her pussy down into her face.

Sapphic sexual energy pulsed its way across every corner of the room, humming through the nine women as they kissed and licked, nibbled and stroked, rubbed and grinded together, bodies pressing closer and closer.

Michelle and Fiona’s mouths suckled and nibbled at Claire’s ears, as Vivienne’s head was pushed lower. Her tongue dipped into Alexis’s navel. She sucked at the tight, smooth skin before Alexis pushed her lower, and lower where her tongue moved alongside her sister’s. Together, Vivienne and Belinda lost themselves in the act of pleasing Alexis, their entire beings focused on the pleasure of the woman above them.

Feeling Claire’s pleasure, hearing her moans, knowing just how close she was, even Belinda’s feeling of rusty gears wasn’t aching.

In a perfect cycle, recurring in the same moments in the same ways, Belinda’s thoughts shuddered with a deep, throbbing obedience. As she tasted Alexis’s pleasure, and her own sister’s tongue, Claire’s hand stroked between her sister’s legs as she rubbed down into Vivienne’s hand.

Want to be a good girl… want to be a good daughter…

Vivienne’s tongue rubbed along Belinda’s lip, and their lips kissed around Alexis’s clit as they kissed and sucked.

Want to make Claire happy…

Lauren screamed into Elizabeth’s pussy, her tongue moving quicker as her fingers grasped tighter and tighter at the woman’s round, full ass.

Want to be with Claire…

Fiona and Michelle’s hips rubbed together, their lips and teeth and tongues moving against Claire’s ears as though they were kissing using Claire as a conduit.

Want to obey Alexis…

Rachel rubbed her breasts along the sister’s kissing faces, her nails sliding through Alexis’s and Claire’s hair as she pulled them both tighter against her.

Yessss….!

Nine women moved less in any planned fashion, and more driven forward by the pure erotic drives of the moment. One moment blurred into the next.

Claire broke the kiss with Alexis only for her lips to move to her neck, teeth biting as her hands grasped one at Rachel’s ass, and the other at Alexis’s hip. Alexis whined, yielding to her sister as her teeth moved lower and lower, ending at her collar bone where she started to suck. Her lips were hot as they sucked deeper than merely Alexis’s skin, deeper than her threads, reaching in to the places deep inside of Alexis that had longed so desperately for this chance at intimacy with her sister.

Like drawing magma up towards a volcano’s craterous top, Claire’s intense sucking, licking, and grinding was more than just surface level pleasure. Alexis’s whole body shook, caught between Vivienne and Belinda’s mouths, her face lavished with Rachel’s hefty bosom, and Claire’s supernatural sucking.

“Ooohh… Fuck!” Alexis screamed, trying to find some way for two of her hands to be enough to grasp at Rachel’s chest while also having fingers in the hair of both women between her legs and to pull her sister closer. In the end one of her hands grasped at Claire’s shoulder, her fingers lost in Vivienne’s hair. “How are you… what are you… F-fuck Claire… your mouth is… amazing…!”

Brown eyes hooded as Claire continued to draw at the deep fount of Alexis’s compassion, but her tongue found something else—a thread that went from the pleasure centers of Alexis’s brain down into her clit. She flicked her tongue side to side like a pick violently strumming away at one of the most sensitive parts of the instrument that was Alexis’s body.

Alexis screamed her sister’s name as she came, and the sisters down between her legs eagerly suckled the gift of lust. Caught up in the heat of Alexis’s orgasm, and the constant focus and stimulation of so many beautiful women, Claire came with her face buried in Alexis’s chest, screaming her name with the same intensity as Alexis screamed hers.

Moments later both sisters lowered to the ground, driven by primal urges that denied caring about who or where they were grabbing, sucking, biting, clawing—anything.

One hand squeezed at a breast, the other delved deep within a shuddering cunt. Teeth closed around a nipple as other lips were between that woman’s own legs. Claire tasted latex one moment, pussy the next, lips another, and then the sensation of a throbbing nipple between her teeth. A light deep inside of her guided her forward, and while Claire was as helpless to it as the women she touched, it was as much a part of her as the desire was that throbbed through the women she so eagerly tasted.

Elizabeth’s breasts, Rachel’s pussy, Fiona’s ass, Alexis’s thigh, Belinda’s back…

It was impossible to focus in the mass of limbs. Everything was a sweaty, blurry mess, and that was when Claire could keep her eyes open.

I have the best sister…

We have the best slaves…

And this is without Sophia here…!

Somehow her lust insulated her from her worries about Mae as Claire lost herself in one burst of pleasure after the last. The sound of the other women losing themselves in the same passion, lust, desire, and raw need for the other women around them, echoed through Claire in a perfect way that nothing had ever felt before.

It was about who was around her, who she was fucking and who was fucking her, just as much as it wasn’t about them at all.

Claire’s nails dug into whichever woman was on top of her, and her hips rubbed her down against whichever woman was below her. Her tongue swirled, and her lips sucked. Her teeth bit, and her passion burned with the same intensity of the center of a star.

Remember my name… because you’ll be screaming it later!

Laughter and moans flowed interchangeably from Claire’s lips.

If an owner declines to do these kinds of things for her slave ‘because it is not her business’ I should say that owning was not her calling.

Patricia’s words permutated in her mind as Claire lost herself to passion, lips suckling Belinda to an orgasm one moment, fingers stroking Alexis to another, and at one stage she was locked between Fiona and Michelle, grinding one thigh one way, the other into the other woman. Lauren rode her face, and Rachel clenched around her fingers. Vivienne kissed her as Lauren’s tongue explored her pussy.

Eight women savored Claire’s sensual, needy body as she savored all of theirs in equal measure.

When at last the cries finally subsided, Claire’s fingers were laced with those of Belinda, and Alexis. Her face was nuzzled between the breasts of Rachel and Elizabeth. Belinda was nestled between Lauren and Vivienne. Fiona was nuzzled into Alexis’s legs. Michelle was holding Alexis.

Drifting off together, the last thought Claire had came and went with a smile across her lips.

This is the happiest that I’ve ever been…

This is where I belong.