Between Sisters

by The Queen

  Renee wasn’t trying to eat my pussy, just like I wasn’t trying to eat hers. Lucky for her, mystery man helped her work on my pussy. I felt his fingers inside my pussy again and felt his breath on my inner thighs. Somehow, I got caught up in the excitement, and as a result, Renee became the beneficiary of some serious pussy eating on my part. For a brief moment, I didn’t even care it was Renee. When she tried to lift her pussy away, my face lifted right with her. She was beyond ecstasy. She moaned and squirted big time.

  I can’t tell you at what point mystery man stopped touching me, but I figured he stopped when I felt his breath at my face as he joined me in eating Renee’s pussy and ass. He supplied the fingers I was unable to supply for insertion into Renee’s pussy, and then graciously gave me his fingers to suck on. Eventually, I heard Renee sucking, but it wasn’t me being sucked. I heard some rummaging in the toy bag again while the sucking had ceased. Then a cold metal-like object made contact with my clit and started vibrating. I was like, “Whoa!” That caught me off guard, but it felt good. With my body jerking like a wild horse, Renee was unable to hold her position on top of me.

  Again, everything stopped. I could hear the two of them moving around. I felt my knees lifted and spread by Renee, and once more, she half-ass attempted to eat my pussy, with the help of some other vibrating item. I then heard her scream out, and I could tell Renee was being fucked doggie-style while she worked on me. The problem with that was the more Renee got into the groove, the less effective she was becoming on me. After a mere couple minutes of them banging, he stopped. I heard a noise that sounded as if he had slapped her ass. Then I could hear him replacing the condom. Renee must have gone into the bathroom, because I could hear water running after the door closed.

  There he was on top of me, sucking on my tits like it was the first time in his life he had seen breasts. His fingers were back in my pussy. He was groaning and moaning so much, I was wondering what was happening to him that had him grunting so. Then his mouth found my mouth, and his tongue was in the back of my throat. I tried to put up some resistance, but he wasn’t having it. Finally, his dick made its way inside of me. Wasn’t too big, but it felt damn good. He certainly knew how to use what he had to hit the right spots. His stroking techniques were very skillful. He was fucking me so good, I somehow got this mega strength that caused me to break one of the tie binds that confined me. That just turned him on more. He flipped me over and took me from the back, which was feeling so very good, but I was hoping he’d go for the asshole. That’s the cherry on the top for me. He didn’t quite get it, so I helped things along by using my free hand to give his dick guidance. At first, he kept moving my hand out the way, as he wanted his concentration to be on my pussy. Then he finally got the hint when my pussy was so wet, it kept causing him to slip out. Oh yes! He had arrived.

  Wow! Renee better watch out ‘cause I could see myself taking this one away from her, although he’s supposed to be married, I thought.

  Oh, he was fucking me properly. Oh, it was so, so good. My God, I lost count on how many times I climaxed!

  After climaxing yet again, it occurred to me that I no longer heard any evidence of Renee in the room. I was about to lift the blindfold off, but his hand stopped me.

  He said in my ear, “Leave it on for a few more minutes.”

  “Where’s Renee?” I asked.

  He answered, “She left. She’s mad. She probably didn’t like how good I was fucking you, and I still have some more for you. That asshole just turned me on even more. My dick is hard again,” he whispered.

  I didn’t know what to think. What I do know is when I heard him say he had a hard dick for me again, I was like, Fuck Renee! I get to have this dick all to myself.

  Then, still whispering, he said, “I’m going to turn you around, but I need you to keep the blindfold on. I’m going to take the other tie off your arms. I would like to eat your pussy some more and for you to taste me. Is that okay?”

  “This is your lucky day, because I like sucking dick, and I definitely love getting my pussy eaten,” I seductively told him.

  And there his dick was, in my mouth, and I sucked him as skillfully as his thirty-five hundred dollars was paying me to suck. He moaned. Damn near screamed. His mouth was vacuuming out every bit of juice he could find in my pussy. It was almost difficult to concentrate on sucking his dick. Then he stopped to change positions. He threw my legs up, holding onto my ankles, and was skillfully inside me once again.

  He was doing great until I heard him say, “Oh, Elaine, you don’t know how bad I wanted this pussy.” He forgot to whisper that time.

  That threw me. How bad he wanted me? Who was this man? Then I tried to place the voice. He sounded kind of nerdy. Almost like a black man who tries to talk like a white man. The dick was feeling good, but now it was hard to concentrate on getting my nut. I had to know who this man was pleasing me.

  So, in the heat of passion, I intentionally pushed the blindfold up over my eyes. It still was hard to see with the low light from the one candle and my eyes readjusting from the blindfold. At that moment, he gave up his nut and plopped down on me with his face turned away from me. He laid there for a moment as his dick pulsated inside of my contracting pussy. Ooh, that was my favorite part of having a real dick inside of me. Well, that along with the hot explosion.

  When he was able to collect himself, he got up to go to the bathroom. Just as he went into the bathroom and turned the light on, I caught a horrifying glimpse of Robert, my sister’s husband.

  Oh my Lord! What had just happened? I didn’t know what to do or say. I moved the blindfold back over my eyes before he could realize I saw who he was. I could hear him in the bathroom washing up and talking to himself, saying, “Whew! That was some good pussy.” He spoke lowly, as though he didn’t want me to hear. “I got that pussy. You’re the man.”

  My mind was racing. What am I going to do? Why is Renee fucking my sister’s husband and then including me in this madness? How could she do this to me? Do I confront his dumb ass? Do I just pretend I didn’t know I was fucking him? How can I even tell on his ass without him telling on me? How can I tell on Renee’s trifling ass now that she knows I also fucked Shawnee’s husband? Damn her!

  Then Robert came from the bathroom. I lay silently, still not knowing what to say.

  “I’m going to have to leave you now,” he said, not even disguising his voice, as if someone wouldn’t easily recognize his distinctive voice. “I would like for you to keep the blindfold on until after I leave. I wish we could do this again sometime, but it probably wouldn’t be a good idea.”

  I was fuming. I just wanted him to hurry out before I got up the nerve to remove the blindfold and confront him. To add insult to injury, he came to the bed and kissed me again. I turned my head away.

  “Okay, I guess that’s my cue to get going.”

  I remained silent as he left. I didn’t want to remove the blindfold and see the shit I had just done with yet another one of my sister’s men. What am I going to do? I thought. To make matters worse, he had probably used my sister’s income to pay for his indiscretions. I wondered how often he did that. I knew he didn’t give Renee shit. She was just all too happy to be with her mystery married man, and she thinks it’s ridiculous for a woman to accept money from a man for sex when he is equally pleasing her. To each his own, I say.

  So now, I’m in jail behind this bullshit, and God help me when all the dirt comes out in the wash. Kelly put her finger right on it, but she won’t give a damn that I was an unwilling participant. Damn, what will happen if anyone finds out I have sex for money? I haven’t even confronted Renee because I figure she’d be all too happy to run and tell if I piss her off. I’ve been just avoiding her. She’s pissed off anyway because her so-called man preferred fucking me instead of her. Ewww! And I ate that heifer’s pussy.

  I think when I open my New York City shoe boutique, I’m going to just live there and stay clear of my family. I have to make sur
e my D.C. staff will be able to run this boutique without me having to be around. When I do need to be around, I’ll just stay incognito.

  Damn, I have to get out of this jail. I have dicks to satisfy. They said we’re going to be here all night. Thankfully, it pays to fuck the right people. I can’t even call my sisters to get out of here, so I called one of my politically connected tricks who called his attorney. He said he’ll have me out before the sun has fully risen.

  Shit, I broke a nail fighting that damn Kelly. I don’t wear that fake shit. It takes work to get my nails like they are. I’m sure the patrons from the restaurant had a field day when the straps to my top gave way, giving a free peepshow. Kelly probably pulled them intentionally. And I know damn well I felt those policemen cupping my tits as if they were trying to pull me and Kelly apart. If I’m not mistaken, one of them was a woman. I can’t say I blame them, though. I’d want to feel my tits, too, if I were them. Hell, I get turned on looking at my body in the mirror every day. Nonetheless, I should have worn a bra, a sweater, or something more than what I had on. It was too cold outside anyway for this top. Better yet, I should have just put my jacket on and left when I was first planning to leave.

  Should’ve, could’ve, would’ve!

  17

  Kelly

  I know that damn Elaine fucked Robert. She absolutely lost it when I said that. How low can she go? What the hell? Did Renee tell her Robert had some good dick and she had to try it out for herself? I hope some of her store customers were in that restaurant, witnessing her tits popped out for the entire world to see. That’s what she gets for wearing that skimpy-ass top with no bra when it’s damn near winter.

  Oh damn! Elaine is my biggest source of business. What will I do if she decides to cut me off? Shit! Shit! Shit! What have I done? Why would I go head to head with Elaine of all people? I should have whipped Harmony’s ass for creating this disaster. Charise deserves an ass whipping just the same, but she’s pregnant, so I’ll leave that ass whipping for Sandy. That one, Charise will not get away from.

  Poor Shawnee. She has got such a mess to deal with. She thinks I was wrong for talking to Robert about her affair with Eric. Maybe; but I was trying to help her get rid of that psycho. Especially when she told me that Eric informed her that he had Robert’s job information and would be paying him a visit if she didn’t come see him. And she fucked him again after all he has been putting her through. She was talking about she didn’t have a choice. She had a choice to tell Robert herself and put an end to it once and for all. Maybe that was her excuse to go back and keep fucking him. Now that Robert knows, she can’t use that as her excuse. But hold the presses! Robert’s nasty ass has been fucking Renee of all people. I knew he was fucking somebody else other than Shawnee. Now I have to find a way to get the truth out of Elaine, ‘cause after tonight, I know she fucked Robert, as well. That’s just nasty. I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to look at her the same again.

  Ugh! And my poor baby brother, Angelo. What the hell?! Gay? I need some answers. Is he the man in the relationship or is he the girl? Damn, did we turn him off from women? Or maybe we had too much influence, and he just wanted to be a girl, as well. Daddy would roll over in his grave to know his only son is also a girl. He still talks masculine on the phone, though. I don’t know what thought is worse––him sticking his dick in another man’s booty or another man sticking his dick in my brother’s booty. Ugh! I can’t think about it anymore.

  And what’s this shit with Harmony? She takes a mysterious vacation for a whole damn month, returns without telling anyone she’s back, and now she’s relocating to some mysterious part of the earth but we’re not allowed to know where. That’s some bullshit there! When we first arrived and I saw her glowing, I thought she went somewhere and found some dick. But, after the bullshit stunt she pulled tonight, it’s obvious she was only glowing ‘cause she knew the havoc she was about to wreak, and with her leaving, there’s not a damn thing we could do about it. Nope, she can’t have a man. A man makes you do nice shit, not mean shit like she did. Then she wants to tell us that she has a therapist for each of us to consult with. Again, that’s some bullshit!

  Wow! Sandy and Charise are expecting at the same time. What a joke. I hope Sandy is carrying Lewis’ baby. That would be an interesting story for years to come. Oh no, the topper is that Lewis did a disappearing act. Dumb-ass Charise really thought Lewis was going to dump Sandy to be with her. I guess he found him another family to bust up. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was right here in D.C. with his other kids’ momma. I know he was still screwing her before he moved to Denver. I would have figured he was screwing her a few months back when he came, but apparently, that’s when he was screwing Charise.

  It would be equally interesting if Sandy is carrying Eric’s baby, and Shawnee is still sleeping with him. See, although Robert tried to play that mad shit when I told him about Eric, he acted like he was going to forgive her and stay by her side. He just couldn’t fuck her anymore without him getting crept out behind her having been with another man. Shawnee vowed never to speak to me again. Oh, but now she has the real story. Not only has Robert been having an affair, but it’s with the very person Shawnee despises. I’m sure the plot will thicken once the truth about Elaine’s involvement with Robert comes to light, and I know there’s some involvement.

  Boy, am I going to kick Charise’s ass for being the cause of me getting locked up. She actually started the shit with Elaine and Shawnee. I should have stayed out of it and let Elaine whip Charise’s ass. Now all my business contacts are all fucked up. I have to find a way to fix this shit with Elaine.

  Damn, when you get all the way down to it, this whole shit is my fault. If I would have kept our lame asses at the jazz club and never went to Megaplex, none of this would have happened. Well, except the part about Charise fucking Lewis.

  Man, my back is killing me. It probably got hurt when I fell on that table. I guess I better try getting comfortable in this cell. They said we won’t see the judge until morning. This is fucked up on so many levels.

  18

  Shawnee

  “Why are you sitting here in the dark?” Robert asked when he finally strolled in at 12:30 a.m. and saw me sitting in the living room.

  I couldn’t answer. I was still too numb from the news I had just learned. I couldn’t even cry because I was having difficulty processing how Robert’s infidelity would leave him with my sister’s best friend. I still needed answers, but couldn’t speak to ask any questions.

  So he repeated, “Shawnee, why are you sitting in the living room with the lights off? Why didn’t you just go to bed?” He walked over to me when I still wouldn’t answer. “Are you alright? Has that guy done something else to you?” he asked, referring to Eric all too gladly.

  I finally found some words. “Robert, it would be in your best interest if you leave right now.”

  “Leave?” he asked, looking confused. “Where am I going? You’re the one who probably wants to leave,” he said all smug. “Are you expecting company? I don’t think I should be leaving for that. You should.”

  “The only company I expect if you don’t leave is the Medical Examiner’s office to come collect your dead body. Them and the police to take me away,” I responded.

  “What the hell?” he said, confused. “Are you threatening my life? Shouldn’t that have been my response when your sister told me about that jerk who started stalking you when you tried to end your affair?”

  Oh, how I wanted to strangle Kelly for telling Robert about Eric. I somewhat understood where she was coming from, but I should have been able to do it my own way. And with a little time, I wouldn’t have had to say a word, given Robert’s affairs.

  Eric’s stalking was getting worse. I knew something had to be done once he recited Robert’s work information to me. He planned on paying Robert a visit. So, I went back and slept with him again just to buy some time until I could figure out what to do. Kelly decided to figure it
out for me and went to Robert herself. Trying to be Mr. Reasonable, he forgave me for my actions. He even accepted part of the responsibility for putting his work before his marriage.

  He wasn’t so forgiving that he would intimately touch me again, though. He won’t even cuddle with me in bed. He says he’s just turned off right now, knowing another man has “handled” me. He believes eventually that feeling will fade, and we can get back some sense of normalcy in our marriage. He even recommended we go to marriage counseling, but of course, his busy work schedule hasn’t permitted any time.

  I started accepting what Kelly was saying about Robert cheating on me, but a couple of times when I actually called him at the office late at night, he and many other colleagues were there working. So, I discounted the notion of him cheating on me. He would even be so kind as to call and let me know when he and some of his colleagues were going out for a drink after work. I appreciated him for telling me, because I did want him to have some kind of social life outside of work and marriage. That social life wasn’t supposed to include other women, though, and it certainly wasn’t supposed to include that damn Renee.

  What I would like to know is how long they were together. Did she get her cue that night she saw Eric on me in the club? Or was it that she was with him before then? Whatever the case, Robert has met Renee on many occasions. He also knew she was Elaine’s friend and how much I didn’t like her. So, that’s who he chooses to have an affair with. One thing is obvious; something’s been going on for longer than the amount of time Robert knew about Eric.

  A divorce with Robert will most certainly be a messy one. We have a lot of assets tied up together. We both have high salaries. The fight over the assets would be the cause for astronomical attorney fees. Well, for me that is. Robert wouldn’t have attorney fees. Then I’d have to find a way to prove that he was cheating on me long before I cheated on him. I need to find out from Elaine how long Robert and Renee have been seeing each other. That would help a lot.