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You were hesitant about a new roommate but the simple fact was it was better to have two covering expenses.  She was overly friendly, kind, caring to anything you needed.  For months you slowly built trust and comfort with each other to become good friends.  It didn’t matter if one of you had a bad day, the other jumped right in to help find a smile and laughter.  

When your boyfriend was caught cheating she comforted you, pouring the wine and convincing you that all me were basically useless cocks with muscles.  They were either lifting things or fucking things but she found out long ago she could do both herself.  Bursts of laughter as the wine and friendship helped to numb your pain.  

The next night although you were down she had you quickly in spirit with a nice dinner and drinks.  She talked about how beautiful you were and how you would find someone when you were ready, as any good friend would.  You realized after all these months she never dated anyone so you asked her about it.  She just told you what she had the night before.  “I never found a man worth my time, so I just take care of my own business.” Some giggling at the thought of self satisfaction and conversations leading to good toys to invest in.  “If we keep drinking wine I may just show you.”  More laughter, good wine, food, and as the night went on so did the toy conversation.  So she invited you to her room and pulled open her nightstand.  

Nothing too shocking, a bullet vib, glass rod, suction cup rubber cock.  She waved that one in the air, for those extra steamy showers.  Leaning on each other her eyes widened.  You want to see my favorite one?  Of course you did, as she went in the closet and rustled around.  “Are you lost in there?” She seemed to be taking a long time  “You dusting it off?” But your humorous tone went quiet as she stepped out of the closet wearing only a strap on.  You covered your mouth as she boldly presented herself to you in the buff.  “I told you I could take care of it all myself.  Wanna try it?”

“You never said you were a lesbian.” you felt bad saying it only for her to rebut “I am bi and I have used this on girls and boys thank you very much.” Laughter erupting as she moved over to you.  “Come with me.”  She took your hand and led you back into the living room grabbing the wine as you watched her.  “you gonna sit here with that on?”  She sat down on the couch and smiled at you.  “Undress for me.” giggles as you tip your glass back “come on, let me see that sexy little body of yours.” At this point you were feeling no pain as your shed your clothes and stood there swaying back and forth to show off a bit.  “Very nice, now come here and lets have some fun.” She was serious and you were just lost in the moment of it.  As you stepped over she leaned forward and put her mouth on your pussy.  

The giggles stopped as you held her hair and watched her licking you wet.  Her tongue was wicked in you and she didn’t blink when you came against her lips.  She just pulled you over her and guided the fake cock to your damp folds and helped you ease down on it.  You held on to her shoulders and rocked against her.  Everything felt natural as you kissed her and let her fuck you slow.  You have no idea how many times you came but you knew she had as well.   She left a few teeth marks on your skin on the last one.  You don’t remember much after she pulled out of you. 

The next morning you woke in your bed and wondered if it was a dream, you reached down to feel the cream still damp on your pussy.  You put on a robe and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.  You had a slight headache but felt better than you had in days.  “you can borrow any of that you like.” her voice sweet behind you as you turn away from the stove.  “thanks I think I will invest in my own for sure, that shower thing sounds good.” Light humor to distill any uncomfortable thoughts.  “maybe you wouldn’t mind at least borrowing the strap on sometime with me.” She walked over and kissed you as you finished cooking.   “Of course I will.”  You served her breakfast as you talked about your day ahead.  There was no doubt in your mind you would both be exploring together often.

Her eyes shyly darted around at you and I as she served our drinks through the night.  A shy smile and eagerness to please easily caught your attentions.  Her noticeably tight nipples against her top caught mine.  It didn’t take you long to pick her over the dozens of regular sluts in the club that night.  You always had a thing for girls with braided hair.  Maybe it reminded you of the innocence we all once had, the idea that you could mold her to your every desire.  When you asked me for her tonight I stood and kissed your cheek, then approached her as she was stepping away from the side of the bar.  Her eyes wide and wondering as I explained we wished her to come home.  She looked at you looking at her, warm inviting smile and nod.  Back to me she didn’t deny the request but attempted to postpone it.  I quickly informed her we were not the type to wait just because of a time clock.  “Tell your boss that its an emergency and be at the side of our table in 3 minutes or we will pick another.”

We may or may not of chosen a replacement, but I could feel your need for her tonight so we finished our last drink.  Two minutes later you stood beside our table with eyes lowered, ready.  I watched you slip out of your seat and caress her cheek.  You took her hand and walked to the exit.  I followed after paying our bill.  By the time I met you at the car you had her on her knees in the gravel with her mouth under your dress.  “A little taste of things to cum my love?” Your smirk as you help her into the back seat with you.  I heard you instructing her to undress and let her open her legs for you.  Playful coaching on how she would tease her own pussy as I drove us home.  She did have lovely little moans.  As she played you let her know how our encounter would be.  That you had claimed her as your own pet and from now on she would call you mistress.  It always thickened my cock when you taught your little girls how to behave.

 At home you helped her upstairs, teaching her to crawl on all fours behind you obediently.  I locked up the house, went to the playroom to gather a few toys for you to use and found you on the bed removing your stockings as she knelt.  What a pretty little thing.  We both could easily see she was needing this just as much as you were.  You let her help you with your dress and as you lay down she crawled back between your legs.  Lapping slowly at your juicy flesh, I could hear the pleasure building for both of you.  I poured a drink and watched.  Such beauty and passion.  I could actually feel your first orgasm against her lips deep in my own core.  You praised her for her special kiss and returned the favor by placing her on all fours and moving your mouth against her own wet folds.  She looked at me for only a moment till her eyes closed and body shook.  So easily released against your wicked tongue.  I slipped off my coat and undid my shirt, pouring another glass.  

You took a glass rod and gave your new girl instructions on how to use it on you.  Slow and deep with her soft lips tugging your nipples.  She had you bucking at one point and I could feel the little growl building in you.  I handed you a little paddle as you sat up, lay her over your lap, and gave your naughty pet a spank.  She took it well, even seemed to lift up against your strikes urging you to continue.  A beautiful crimson on her backside, the paddle discarded and your kiss gentle on her stinging skin.  You stood and picked up a strap on letting her tighten it around you.  Then as any good pet, she turned, lifted slightly and waited to feel you inside her.  This was not as gentle as the light tongue you treated her too, you fucked her, hard.  She whimpered to show you her control, her willingness to be your everything.  I finished my drink and undressed.  I climbed in the bed beside you both and stroked my stiffening cock.  I massaged her tender breasts as she held my eyes with hers.  She shook and came for you again.  

You motioned for my attentions as you pulled out of her.  She watched you ease down on my manhood with your tight little ass, reverse straddle so she could climb over you.  Now she settled her sore cunt down on the plastic cock and as I pumped her bottom, she felt you filling her deeper.  She clung to you, suckled your heavy breasts and I held your hips where I needed them to be and drilled you harder.  I could feel you shaking when you burst, that and the wet flow of your juices running down to my shaft and balls.  Maybe it was hers too, I had no clue.  I just knew I was close so I let my seed fill your delicious ass.  You pulled off of my and out of her.  Now you found yourself on all fours savoring my cream off my cock.  I gave your pet instructions on how she should clean your rim of any excess cum and she held you as her tongue swirled.  I got up to shower, preparing to dress and take her home.  Normally by the time I was ready she would be waiting at the door, but it was late and you really had a connection with this one.  I came out of the bathroom in a towel to find her curled up in your arms on our bed.  Your smile let me know you may of found the one.  I climbed in beside you, kissed her forehead as she slept, and then your loving lips as you closed your eyes too.  Sleep my beauty with your pretty little pet.

You loved your sister but most days you were at each other throats.  She was mom and dad’s perfect angel while you were the black sheep.  Lead cheerleader, good grades, hunk boyfriend versus your party first with a rarely bother with school mentality.  If they knew you liked girls more than boys they would probably throw you out.  You just had to listen to them praising her about honor roll last night and it caused a huge argument with dad.  She could do no wrong and pointed that out to you on a regular basis just to get some jabs in.  So when you caught her after school taking nude selfies to send to her quaterback boyfriend you had her nailed.  Snatching her phone you ran out into the living room as she chased you bare ass through the house.  She begged and pleaded for you to not tell your parents.  You flipped through the pictures she had been sending.  “He is a pig, he does not deserve you.  These are kinda hot…..maybe there is something you can do so I will forget about them.”  

She folded her hands with a please, anything plea.    You flopped down in the large chair and opened your legs as your rubbed your hand across your shorts.  “I have not had my pussy ate in days and seeing these pictures gave me a craving.  You lick my pussy till I cum and I won’t tell mom anything?” She scrunched up her nose.  “Ewe no fucking way, that is gross.” You sat up sharply.  “Gross?  Have you ever tasted pussy?  Look you have a choice…I can find someone else to get me off, but I am sure dad will take those car keys away from you with a lifetime grounding for this one!”  She cringed and teared up a bit.  “Can’t I just touch it for you…I don’t want to taste it.”  You shook your head no.  “No way, I want to see my perfect little sisters tongue dripping with my cum.   God the idea has me soaking already.” You pulled your shorts off to show you had no panties on.  “Come on this offer is going to go away fast, maybe I should find my strap on.” 

She got down on her knees.  “Oh god no, please, okay, ok!” she looked at you as you pulled your shirt off and opened your legs wider, rubbing your clit.  “Right here little sis.” She had a sick face on as she moved closer.  “Hey you better make me believe you love it or the deal is off.”  She nodded as she kissed your pussy on the side, then touched it with her tongue.  “No eat it, devour it like you do your boy’s cock!” she shivered as she tried to suck on it a bit.  Your hands grabbed her by the hair and held her tight as you saw her eyes widen.  She started to lick and suck just right.  She would never admit it but you could tell by the way she started to eat you out that she liked the taste.  

You lost control grinding against her mouth, fuck it felt so good, your body was on fire.  You had your pussy licked all the time but something so wrong about it being your sister, if was so fucking hot.  “Jesus yes, fuck eat that pussy sis, damn you have me wet.” You held her in there and fought back your orgasms.  It felt so good but you wanted to punish her more.  “fuck yes you like it don’t you, that tongue is so deep, you must love my cunt in your mouth.” There was no chance of lasting any longer as she fed on you.  You burst against her mouth screaming out for it.  Letting go of her hair you grabbed the couch and arched your back cumming hard and long.  It took you a few minutes to recover enough to realize she was still licking you.  “Fuck that was good, I won’t tell them, your secret is safe…you can….ohhh fuck…..” she was not about to stop.  She was masturbating as she licked the cum from you and she wanted to cum too.  “Fuck are you fingering yourself?  Oh god fuck now, now!” You came again even harder.  Body shaking and right in the middle of it you felt her mouth and tongue pause as her face froze and you knew she had just cum too.  

She got up and wiped her mouth again.  “Ok well it did taste really good, I had no idea.  Thanks for not telling mom and dad on me, love you.”  Off she ran to her room.  You lay there totally blown away and sorry you were not smart enough to put a towel down.  The couch was soaked.  You went to the kitchen after putting your clothes back on and grabbed a soda.  You opened it, took a drink as you went back to the couch then you poured the whole thing on the cushions.  “oppppps”  You laughed knowing you would be in trouble but much easier to explain.  You went up to your room.  Your shorts were too wet so you grabbed another pair, put on your headphones and flopped down on your bed.  

Twenty minutes later your phone vibrated on your chest, you picked it up to see a nude selfie from your sister.  She was laying on the bed with her legs open masturbating.  Ten times sexier than the standing nudes she took for her boyfriend.  Then a text “Do you really have a strap on?” You pussy clenched as you realized you just turned your sister into girls.  You didn’t respond, you stood up and opened your closet.  Pulled out the shoe box in the back, behind the hamper and removed the strap on.  You took a picture of it and sent it back with a quick comment.  “I am going to fuck you like your boyfriend can’t!” Just sending that to her had you aching again but you figured it would be much better to watch her squirm all through dinner with your folks.  Besides you were going to be grounded to your room for the cola stain on the couch later anyhow.