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This is the first in a series of stories about my life as a submissive slut. It is my intention to take you step by step into the events of my life that led me this way, and the many joys and pains I have endured over the years. I have read many stories at Literotica©, and with permission I have been allowed to share my story. I would greatly appreciate your feedback or thoughts. I promise to answer every feedback that has an e-mail address.
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It started when I was 18 years old. I spent quite a bit of time at my sister’s house. Tammy is five years older than me and had been married to her first husband for about two years at the time.
I got along well with Tammy and Bobby. Growing up, Tammy was big sister bossy to me, but I just took it as part of growing up with an older sister. She also could do no wrong in our parent’s eyes, so Mom was pleased that I spent my time there instead of going out and getting into trouble. The funny part is, if Mom and Dad knew why I spent so much time there, they would have shit.
You see what I mostly did at the house was to smoke weed and drink beer. Tammy was an excellent teacher in the art of hiding both from Mom and Dad, having done so for many years already herself. But it was shortly after the end of my senior year in High School that things changed.
With more free time, I spent more time at their house. Moreover, if I was spending more time there, I was drinking and smoking more. I guess somewhere along the way Bobby got pissed about the situation. Tammy had kept it from me for awhile, but one day when we were alone she brought it up.
“I guess I could get a job and pay you guys,” I told my big sister.
“Yeah, you could. But maybe I know another way,” Tammy said.
“Like what?”
“Well Bobby mentioned to me awhile back how cute you were and that if you weren’t my sister and he wasn’t married to me, he would have put a move on you,” Tammy said.
“What kind of move,” I asked.
“What do you mean what kind of move?” my big sister asked in disbelief.
I grew up fairly sheltered and had no idea what she was talking about. That and coupled with the fact that I never considered myself attractive at all and was basically as shy as a turtle, made my confusion even worse.
“He meant that he would like to fuck you,” she explained.
“What?!?”
“Yeah. I bet if you gave him some, it wouldn’t bother him at all for you to hang out and drink and smoke with us.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My own sister was telling me that I should have sex with her husband. I thought for a few minutes as Sis rolled a joint and then fired it up.
“I don’t know if I could,” I said. Tammy took a toke and looked at me while holding it in. “I mean, I never have before.”
The smoke came roaring out of my sister’s lips as she spoke, “Oh my God, Susie. You’re still a god damn virgin? You mean to tell me you never, ever have been fucked?”
All I could do was shake my head.
“Oh, shit. Bobby is gonna flip when I tell him.”
“No, please don’t. It would be too embarrassing for him to know. Please,” I begged.
“Okay, I won’t tell him,” Tammy promised.
The effects of the smoke were beginning to work on my brain, combined with the thoughts that there actually was a boy, no a man, in the world that thought I was worthy of fucking.
“What’s it like?” I asked my big sister.
“What’s what like?”
“Having sex.”
“It’s fucking great. The orgasm you have with a man is better than anything you could do by yourself.”
“By yourself?”
“No. Don’t tell me. You’ve never fingered your own pussy, right?”
“Nooooo! That’s disgusting!”
“Bullshit! It’s the next best thing to the real thing. Hell, I do it all the time when I’m horny and Bobby isn’t around.”
“You do?”
“Sure. Hell, I guarantee once you have your first cum, you won’t be able to keep your hands out of your pants.”
“How do you do it?” I asked.
For the next thirty or forty five minutes, Tammy explained and then showed me how to get off. After watching her and seeing her reaction, I knew I had to try it. And with Tammy watching and encouraging me, I had the first orgasm in my life in her living room. I went home soon after, feeling a bit ashamed of myself. However, by the time I got home, I rushed up to my room, locked the door and got off again. The next day found me back at my sister’s house.
“So it wouldn’t bother for you to let Bobby do me?” I ask.
“Naw. It’s not like he’s gonna leave me for you. I mean it’s just sex.”
“I have to tell you that when I got home, I got off three more times last night. You’re right. I can’t stop. And now all I can think about is what you said.”
“What’s that?”
“That it’s even better when a guy gets you off.”
“That beylikdüzü escort it is,” Tammy says, matter of factly.
“Would you be there?”
“If you want me to be.”
“I think I could do it if you were. I would be scared to death otherwise.”
“So you want to do it? I can call Bobby and let him know. I won’t even tell him he will be your first unless you want me too,” Tammy tells me.
“Won’t he be able to tell?” I wondered aloud.
“Sure, once he gets started. But that would be a nice surprise for him too.”
“So when can we do it?” I asked. Tammy smiles, lights a joint and picks up the phone.
If it weren’t for the smoke, I would probably have thrown up I was so nervous. I mean here I was an 18 year old virgin who knew nothing about sex, and it was being set up for a 24 year old man to give it to me the first time in just a little while.
Tammy, for her part, just kept getting me higher. She encouraged me to rub myself through my pants, but not to cum. I almost passed out when I heard Bobby’s truck pull into the driveway.
Bobby was a good looking guy. He was tall with dark curly hair and his construction job always kept him in great shape. I was more nervous than before as the door opened, and I just chugged about half a beer to chase the smoke down.
“Looks like we’re having a bit of a party here,” he said. “Mind if I join you ladies?”
For some reason, I figured he would just walk over to me and lead me away. For some reason, part of me wanted him to do that, but part of me didn’t. He sat down next to Tammy and gave her a big kiss. Then he settled in and started drinking, smoking, and just acting like we normally do.
When Bobby got up to take a shower I went and sat next to Tammy.
“Didn’t you tell him?”
“Yeah.”
“So, when….”
“Relax sweetheart. There’s no rush. It’s Friday and I already called Mom and told her you were spending the weekend here,” Tammy explained.
“Oh.”
A little while later Bobby came out of the back of the house. God, he looked great wearing only a pair of shorts. His hair was still damp from his shower. It wasn’t the only thing damp. I was high not only from the pot and alcohol, but also from the anticipation of what would happen. I did have some reservations though. But so far they were staying in the back of my mind.
“So Susie, why don’t you get a bit more comfortable,” Bobby says.
I kind of stare at him and fortunately my sister explained for me.
“He wants you to take your clothes off, baby girl,” she says with a laugh.
“Right here?” I ask.
“Sure. Why not?” Bobby asks.
“It’s just that I thought… I don’t know I thought it would be different somehow.”
Tammy laughs again, “What? Did you think he was going to take you to the bedroom and kiss and caress you and hold you tight in his arms and make sweet love to you?”
“Well, yeah.”
“Well that shit ain’t happening,” she explained, “You’re here to get fucked. Just sex, baby. No emotion, no candlelight, just his cock fucking your hot, virgin pussy.”
I could feel the embarrassment heat my face. What I had imagined was not what was being offered. Suddenly I no longer wanted to do it. My fear of the pain of the first time was starting to bypass my chemically induced state.
‘I’m not sure I want to do that. Maybe we could do it some other time?” I offered.
Bobby and Tammy looked at each other and smiled. I had no idea what was going on anymore. All I wanted to do was leave. Leave and maybe never come back. I was scared and I shouldn’t have been. Not with my sister here. But I was. They both had the strangest look in their eyes when they looked back at me.
“Like when?” Bobby asked.
“I don’t know.”
“Bullshit. You want it now and you know you do. Tammy told me how you have been fingering your cunt since yesterday. You know you need me to fuck you good, don’t you,” he said.
I looked at my sister hoping for her to step in and save me, but instead she surprised me.
“Don’t look at me. You might as well learn right now that it’s not nice to cock tease. I told Bobby he would be the first to fuck your virgin pussy. You got him all worked up and I’ll be damned if I have to suffer because you want to back out now,” Tammy said.
“I think I had better just go home. I’m really sorry, guys.”
I was almost in tears. I couldn’t believe how badly things were turning out. My fantasy of how it would be with Bobby was destroyed. I picked up my purse and stood up to head for the door. Bobby stood too, and I was hoping he would tell me it was alright and that he understood. But he surprised me too.
“I think you need to sit back down, bitch. I was promised some fresh poontang tonight and I plan on getting it.”
I looked back at Tammy and she just shrugged her shoulders. Bobby then closed in on me and placed his strong hand on my shoulder, right where it curves up to my neck. He leaned in close to me and whispered.
“It’s beyoğlu escort gonna happen Susie. How it happens depends on you. I’ll get off either way so the decision is all yours,” he told me.
His grip tightens and he pushes me back down to the couch next to my sister. It’s too much and the tears begin. I look at Tammy before her glance turns to Bobby.
“Looks like she’s decided,” she tells him, “Teach her a lesson she won’t soon forget.”
“Noooo!” I cry.
“Shut up, bitch,” she says to me with a look I remember when I had crossed her before. “You had your chance. Now we do it our way.”
“What do you mean,” I sob.
I am taken totally by surprise when Tammy slaps me hard across the face. “I said shut up you little bitch. The way I figure it you got a lot of payback to do for all the beer you drank and all the weed you’ve smoked. But don’t worry, we won’t do anything too bad to you. In fact, I’m betting you’ll enjoy it.”
Tammy reaches over, grabs my long blonde hair in her fist, and pulls me to her. I’m shocked when she bends her head down and kisses me on the lips. I resist and her other hand grabs my head and holds me to her. I try to keep from letting her tongue in my mouth but when Tammy pinches me, I open my mouth to yell and her tongue slips in.
She holds me like that and kisses me for a while until I feel hands lifting me up from the couch. Bobby pulls my hands behind my back and ties them there with what feels like a rope. Tammy then stands up next to me. She pushes me down to my knees and leaves me there as she begins to remove her clothes. Bobby finds a place on the couch and sits down.
Once Tammy is naked, I can see that it has been awhile since I have seen her this way. Her breasts are much bigger than mine are and like I saw the day before, there is no hair around her pussy. She goes to the kitchen and comes back in.
“So, Bobby. Let’s see what we have to play with, shall we,” Tammy says to him.
Bobby stands and for the first time I see the growing bulge in his shorts. I start to cry again, whimpering at them to please stop. Bobby pulls me to my feet and then turns me towards my big sister. What I see, chills me to the bone. Tammy is holding a large knife in her hands.
She moves to me and as Bobby holds my shoulders. She works the knife along the buttons of my blouse. The knife must be very sharp, since it takes little effort for her to pop each one off. With a shrug of her hands, she pulls the blouse off my shoulders and back to my bound wrists.
Bobby, still holding me, begins to kiss and lick my neck. It shocks and surprises me. I begin to enjoy the sensation when I feel movement at my bra. Tammy is running the knife over each of my cupped breasts. She glides the tip of the blade along my cleavage and with Bobby still teasing me, she pushes the blade down between my tits and pulls, cutting the bra in half.
I shudder when one of Bobby’s hands reaches down to cup one of my breasts. He holds me so the nipple is sticking out. As Tammy runs the cold steel blade across my nipple, I can’t help but groan.
Bobby then holds me by my breasts, pinching and pulling at my nipples while he continues to kiss and lick my neck, ears and face. Tammy has lowered herself to her knees and is unbuckling my jeans. I’m more than surprised when she pushes her hands into my white panties and gropes at my pussy.
“Soaking wet, baby. I told you she would like it this way,” she says as her finger slides along my soaked slit.
Tammy fingers me a bit. I close my eyes and lean back against Bobby who is still working overtime on my tits. I feel that new sensation that I love and wait for that warm glow to fill me, but my sister obviously has other ideas as she pulls her hand away.
“I guess since you didn’t want to undress for us, I’ll have to do it for you,” she says as I look down at her.
Tammy picks up the knife and begins to shred my jeans. She would make a small cut and then pull at the material until it tore away. With a few more cuts and rips, she tears my jeans off me, leaving me standing in my wet panties.
My sister takes the knife and begins to run it over my panty clad pussy. As hot as I am, I can still feel the coolness of the blade. She let’s the tip of the blade slide along the waistband and then eases it in and makes a small cut in the cotton material. I start to gasp as she bends her head and with her teeth, literally rips my panties off me.
She slowly stands, her body close to mine. I can feel her breath as her face moves up towards mine. When she finally faces me, I see someone I never have before. I don’t know why but who I saw excited me. And scared me.
“You’re going to do exactly as you are told, aren’t you baby girl?” she asks me.
“Yes.”
Tammy moves past me and Bobby, finding a place in the middle of the couch.
She motions to Bobby with her hand, “Bring her here.”
Bobby holds my shoulders tight and moves me to where my older sister is bomonti escort sitting.
“On your knees, bitch,” he commands.
His strong arms push me down and I allow myself to collapse to the floor. Tammy reaches out and again grabs me by the hair.
“You’re gonna have lots of firsts this weekend, bitch. Might as well start now,” she says pulling my head in between her outstretched legs.
I don’t move, but I can still smell the heady aroma of her aroused pussy. My eyes are closed tight. Thirty minutes prior and I would have thrown up at the thought of being with another girl, but somehow I have changed. Nothing can be wrong. Nothing can be too much. But still, I refuse to give in. I hear Tammy speak to Bobby.
“Motivate her.”
I had no idea what she meant. Not until I felt the first stinging contact of Bobby’s belt on my bare ass. Tammy continued to hold me between her legs, held in the firm grip of her fingers intertwining in my hair.
Again and again the belt landed on my bare ass. I knew what they wanted, what she wanted. But I wasn’t ready to give in yet. My ass hurt and I cried from the pain, whimpering and sobbing, so close to my big sister’s shaved mound. Finally, she spoke to me as the whipping stopped.
“We can do this all night. It’s up to you. You know what you have to do, what you want to do. Just do as you are told and there will be no punishment. Refuse us and this could become your worst nightmare. Now do it.”
I couldn’t. Not yet. Yes, I wanted too. My own pussy was on fire with desire. I can’t describe the feelings that came over me. The fear, making my heart beat fast and loud; loud enough I thought the whole room could hear it. However, what I heard scared me even more.
“Get the paddle, Bobby. She won’t be able to deal with that.”
She was right. Daddy would paddle me when I was little. I hated it. Or did I love it. It was hard to tell, but I always seemed to end up in trouble that eventually led to a spanking or paddling.
There was no warning. When the paddle hit me, I gasped and yelled in pain. Unlike the belt that picked and chose certain spots, the paddle covered my whole backside. The initial hit was strong and I cried, sobbed, and begged for it to stop.
“Please, stop! I’ll do whatever you want! I promise to be good from now on! Please, please just stop now!”
And I knew how to make it stop. I let my tongue slither from my sobbing mouth to find the wetness of my sister’s pussy. Automatically, the paddling stopped. Replaced were Bobby’s hands softly caressing my sore ass. His hands felt cool and soothing touching me. In return, I put more effort into pleasing my sister with my mouth. I didn’t know what to do, but I tried as best as I could.
Occasionally she would give directions to me or would move my head to where she wanted me to lick. I shuddered when I felt Bobby move in between my own legs. I knew what was happening. I was fulfilling a promise. Just one of many I had already made to him and my sister.
One of Bobby’s hands rested on my ass. It was still sore from the whipping and paddling. Then I felt it. He was rubbing the end of his cock up and down my wet slit. He was teasing me with it. I panted in frustration as I continued to lick Tammy’s wet cunt. I didn’t know why he was waiting, torturing me, until my head was pulled from Tammy.
“Now be a good little girl and tell Bobby just how much you want him to fuck you. Go ahead, remember you promised to be good and do as we say.”
“Please…fuck me,” I whispered.
Bobby continued to tease me running his cock up and down my wet hole, brushing into my engorged clit on each pass, driving me crazy.
“You can do better than that. Try again,” Tammy said.
Her voice was soothing and she was rubbing my face with her soft hands.
“Please, Bobby. Please fuck me.”
“Better,” my sister commented, “but not quite good enough.”
“Oh, please, please, Bobby. I need it so bad. I want you in my pussy, fucking me. Please give me your hard cock. I beg you, please!”
In one swift motion my head was pulled back down and an instant later I was no longer a virgin. Bobby’s cock filled me so and broke through me like a hot knife through butter. I screamed and thrashed my head. With a gentle pull on my hair, I snake my tongue out of my mouth and resume eating out my sister while her husband fucked me.
Tammy grabbed my hair and Bobby held on to my arms still tied behind my back. He would pull me onto his hard cock and then my sister would pull me back to her steamy snatch. They worked me back and forth like this, battling over who would have me for a few passing seconds. Things changed after a short while, with Tammy speaking again.
“That’s it, bitch. Right there. Suck my clit and lick it with your tongue. Make me cum my little slut. My whore. My slave. Make me cum while my husband fucks you full of his cum.”
And fuck me he did. Bobby no longer was pulling me back. Instead he was holding my hips and ramming me hard and fast. Tammy’s hands left my head as she reached under to maul and abuse my tits. She would pinch and twist my nipples causing such delicious pain. One of Bobby’s hands lifted from my hips and he started spanking my ass as he fucked me. I could feel the churning deep inside and I knew I would cum soon myself.
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