My Sister Carrie by ahorsewithnoname

My sister should have known better. Our mother was fanatically against drugs of any kind. She would rail about kids using drugs, and preached to us all the time about how we dare not ever smoke or drink or take any kind of drugs unless there was a prescription.

My name is Jack, and I’m a college junior. I play football and baseball, but I’m not the quarterback or the starting pitcher. I’m a decent player in both, just not a superstar, which is fine with me. I’m good-looking enough to get my fair share of dates and girlfriends, but currently I’m not hooked up with anyone.

My sister’s name is Carrie, and she’s a freshman at the same college. Her body developed nicely so she has a great rack, pretty face, and an ass to die for, especially when she wears tight jeans. She’s got some cute friends too. In fact, I dated one for a while, Meagan, and I think she told Carrie about us having sex.

Anyway, Carrie sometimes hangs out with a bad-ass whose name, ironically enough, is Angel. She is far from that, and is well-known as a druggie. I think Carrie sees her as a project or something, someone that she can fix. Well, two days ago our parents were out at a religious retreat and Angel came over to hang out with Carrie. They wanted to watch Twilight movies so I just went to my room to get on my computer and chat with some friends. A couple of hours later I went to the kitchen to get a Pepsi and I heard some giggles coming the playroom, which was downstairs. I walked down the steps quietly and peered around the corner, and almost dropped my drink.

Both girls were on the sofa. I could see where they had snorted some coke, which totally shocked me. But even more shocking was that they were making out. Well, it looked like Angel was the aggressor, as she was kissing Carrie and had a hand up under her shirt, rubbing one of Carrie’s breasts. This got me hard in no time! Angel moved her mouth to Carrie’s ear and said something to her, and Carrie shook her head. Angel said “Do it!” loud enough for me to hear. Then she went back to kissing Carrie on the mouth.

Carrie did what she was told, which was to reach over and rub Angel’s breasts. This was unreal. I had no idea that Angel was into other girls, and, no idea that Carrie was either. I quickly pulled out my iPhone and, after silencing the sound it made, pulled up the camera and began video taping the action.

A minute later Angel’s hand left Carrie’s breast and moved down her body and slipped into the shorts she was wearing. I could see Carrie start to protest but Angel simply moved more on top of her and kept Carrie pinned down, never stopping kissing her either. Carrie soon relaxed some and a minute or so later, she spread she legs apart somewhat, giving Angel’s hand more room to manuever.

Angel was obviously not new to girl on girl because Carrie’s hips soon started moving around; Angel had found Carrie’s clit and was rubbing it! Using her other hand, Angel reach around and undid her bra and then deftly moved it up from covering her own tits, and hiked her shirt up too. She then broke off the kiss with Carrie and quickly moved Carrie’s face to her breasts, bringing Carrie’s mouth to one of her nipples. Carrie began sucking on it, as Angel’s finger action in Carrie’s pants urged the younger girl on.

I wanted nothing more than to jerk off because my cock was throbbing and my balls were in need of release, but, I knew I couldn’t stop filming this hot action. It was incredible watching my younger sister sucking on Angel’s tits while the older girl was bringing her off with her finger.

It was then that all of us at the same time heard the garage door opening; the parents had returned early! The girls immediately jumped up and started scrambling around for clothing and trying to hide all the drug use evidence. I myself backed up the stairs quickly, turning off my phone, and heading back into the kitchen. A minute later the girls flew up the stairs and headed off to Carrie’s room, followed shortly by my parents coming in, Mom complaining about this and that and Dad grunting his approval of her complaint.

I went down to the playroom and saw that they had done a good job of getting rid of all of the evidence…except for one glassine packet that had mostly slipped under the sofa. I retrieved it and saw that it was a small pack of blow. I pocketed it and walked back upstairs. Angel was just leaving.

I held up the packet. Both Angel and Carrie just stared for a moment. Then Angel moved towards me, putting her hand out.

“That’s mine,” she said quietly, eyes darting towards the hallway where my parent’s voices could still be heard, “give it to me.”

I pulled my hand back and put it in my pocket, shaking my head.

Just then my parents came out of their room and started moving towards the kitchen, judging by the increasing volume of their voices. Angel darted out the door.

“So what are you two up to?” asked our Mom.

“Well, I’m drinking a Pepsi, and I was gonna’ get one for Carrie, but then I remembered that she prefers Coke,” I said, smirking.

Carrie turned white as a ghost and then ran off to her room.

Chapter Two

“John William Caruso, you know I don’t like it when you tease your sister and make her upset. You know that we don’t buy Coke products because of the violence associated with their labor issues in Third World Countries,” said Mom. I could see that she was just getting revved up for an hour long lecture on the Evil Coca-Cola Empire, so I quickly cut her short.

“You’re right, Mom. I’m gonna’ go apologize to Carrie right now,” and I moved out of the room quickly before she could recover.

I knocked on Carrie’s door.

“Come in.”

Walking in, I found her pacing around her room, which was larger by far than mine, another petty jealousy I had. When she saw it was me, she stopped and squinted her eyes at me.

“You asshole! I should go tell Mom that you have some cocaine in your pocket!”

“Really?” I said to her. Then I pulled my iPhone out and opened up the video and held it up for her to see. Her mouth dropped and tears came to her eyes immediately.

“Ohmygod…” She could not only see that I had taped her and Angel’s session, but that I had zoomed in on the drugs too.

“You know if I go show this to Mom and Dad that you’ll be kicked out of the house forever, right?”

Tears were flowing down her face now.

“P-p-pleaseeeee…” she blubbered.

I clicked off the video and put the phone into my pocket.

“Tonight, after Mom and Dad go to sleep, come into my room and we’ll talk about all of this.” Then I left.

The rest of the night went by quickly as I viewed some porn on my computer, did a little safekeeping with regards to the video, then took a shower and went off to sleep. I knew I’d awaken when Carrie visited me later.

Shortly after midnight I heard Carrie enter my room. I kept my eyes mostly closed. She whispered my name, quietly. I didn’t respond. Well, my cock started to harden, so I guess that was a response. But I waited to see what she would do.

She moved over to my desk and found my iPhone. She did some stuff with it, probably erasing the video. Then she looked around a bit and found the coke. She pulled out her own phone and then took a picture of it. Aha! She was going to try the old switcheroo.

I sat up in bed.

“What? What was that?” I acted startled and switched on a small light near my bed.

“That, asshole, was me taking a picture of YOUR cocaine in YOUR desk. I also erased the video you took of me, you pervert. NOW who has the upper hand?” She was all smug.

“What do you want?”

“Good question. Let’s see. Well, since you have a job and I don’t, I want half of your pay each week for the next year. And, when Mom and Dad aren’t around, you’ll be doing my chores. And, when it is your day of the month to pick a meal, you’ll pick my favorite meal, not yours. That should cover it.”

“So,” I said carefully, sitting on my bed, looking directly at her, and enunciating my words clearly, “even though it is your cocaine, and even though I caught you being a lesbo with the druggie Angel, you’re going to try and blackmail me? Do I have that 100% correct?”

“Yes, dickhead, exactly right.”

I smirked and walked over to my dresser where I had a pile of clothes laying on top of it. As I pushed the clothes away, the lens from my Canon video camera was revealed, along with the red light which signaled that it was in Record mode. I flicked a switch and shut it off.

“Thanks, Carrie. You just gave me all the evidence I need, and you proved to me what a bitch you really can be. Oh, and by the way, I uploaded your little tryst with Angel to my Google cloud account. I have an app set so that in 12 hours, the video is going to be emailed anonymously to a dozen of your friends, and, posted on Facebook and YouTube. Won’t that be a blast?”

Chapter Three

She was stunned. Totally fucking stunned. She couldn’t even speak. But, I could see that she knew that she was defeated.

She hung her head.

“What do you want?”

“Sit,” I said, and pointed to my desk chair. She obediently sat. I removed the miniDV tape from the recorder and then opened a little desktop safe I had and put the tape inside, then shut the door and locked it. Then I sat back down on my bed.

“What I want is quite simple. You.”

“Me? What do you mean, ‘me’?”

“I currently don’t have a girlfriend, so, you are going to become my fuck toy. You’re going to be my sex slave from now until when I get tired of you. And, if you don’t make me happy, don’t satisfy me, I’m going to ruin your life. You have 11 hours and 50 minutes to decide. After that, it’s outta’ my hands.”

I laid down in bed and pulled the covers up, effectively dismissing her.

“You can’t be serious. I’m your sister.”

“I’m totally serious.”

“I won’t do it.”

“Fine. Get out. Enjoy life as a pariah.”

Even in the darkness I could see her eyes welling up with tears. She sat there for a good ten minutes in silence.

“Ok.”

“Okay, what?” I replied.

“Okay I’ll do what you want.”

“You’ll do anything I want.”

“Yes.”

“Strip.”

“What? Here? Now?”

“You know that Mom takes a sleeping pill so she’s out for the night and Dad never gets up at night. It’s totally safe.”

She sat there looking at me for half-a-minute, then stood up. She was wearing a long nightgown. I had no idea what she wore under it.

When she pulled the nightgown up and over her head, I immediately noted that she slept with nothing on underneath!

Her tits were magnificant. I’m no expert on measurements for sure, but, I’m pretty sure her bras were 32C. She had relatively small nipples, but, they were starting to harden. I also noted that she had a small strip of pussy hair, and it looked like it was the same strawberry-blonde color as her hair.

“Wow…you’re hot, sis!”

She sat back down with her legs crossed and put her arms across her chest.

“We can’t…um…you know…have sex…I don’t wanna’ get pregnant.”

I’m sure glad I keep my ears open around here and also snoop around when no one is home. I knew that she had started having her period years ago, and that they were pretty fierce, so despite our Mom’s major protests, a doctor had recommended that she go on birth control to regulate and lessen the effects.

“I know about the birth control, sis.”

She was surprised at this, and I could see her deflate again.

“Come here.”

She got up and came over to the side of the bed.

“Turn around. Good, now spread your feet about shoulder’s width apart. Wider. That’s good. Now reach down and touch your toes.”

When she did this, her tight ass cheeks parted a bit, and I was treated to the sight of her tiny asshole, and her sweet pussy.

“Don’t move, no matter what.”

I took my middle finger and moved it between her legs to her pussy and rubbed at it a bit. A couple of seconds later her tight lips parted enough for my fingertip to slip inside. She gasped a bit. I moved my finger around inside, feeling her wetness, most likely from the earlier session with Angel. When my finger was sufficiently wet I removed it and then repeated my command:

“Don’t move, no matter what.”

With that, I moved my finger to her asshole and rubbed some of the wetness around. She started to move but then must have thought better of it.

“Wh-what are you doing?”

“This,” I said, and then pressed my finger forward, the wetness and the surprise of entry enough to catch her body off-guard. My finger penetrated her little starfish an inch before her muscles clamped down.

“Hey! Don’t do that…”

“Hush. No more talking.” I wormed my finger a bit deeper, and then pulled back just a fraction, getting her thinking I was removing it. I was really just waiting for her to relax, because when I felt her muscles loosen to let my finger retreat, I did the opposite, and pushed in hard, sinking it all the way I a quick stab.

“Unnnngggghhhhh…” she groaned, not wanted to speak and disobey, but at the same time making an involuntary sound.

I wiggled my finger around inside her ass, then back-and-forthed a bit. I was just testing her resolve, and, the elasticity of her back door. I removed my finger.

“Turn toward me.”

She turned and stood upright over me.

“Take my pajama bottoms off.”

She hesitated for just a brief moment, then took them in her hands and peeled them down my legs, and then off of me.

Moving back up next to me, she could not avoid looking directly at my cock, which was at full mast.

Remember me describing myself as an average athlete? I did excel, however, in the cock department. I had measured myself one day this past summer and I was just a wee bit over 8 inches in length. My girlfriends were always surprised. So was Carrie.

“Oh my god, that’s big!”

“Take your hand and wrap it around it.”

Carrie complied.

“Now stroke it. Have you ever jerked off a guy before?”

“Once. Jim McElroy. He was much smaller than you. It took about twenty seconds and then it was over. It made a mess.”

“Well, we won’t make a mess. Stroke a little harder and longer.”

What she didn’t have in experience she actually made up for with enthusiasm. I will say that I was surprised that she had warmed to her task. With my hand closest to her, I reached up and caressed her ass, and then began fingering her pussy from behind. Carrie spread her legs a bit to give me better access.

As she stroked my cock, I didn’t figure that I would last too long. She might not either, judging by the wiggling she was doing. And her eyes seemed to glaze over a bit.

“Carrie, I’m going to shoot in a couple of minutes. I want you to keep stroking my cock, but, when I tell you, I want you to move your mouth down and take the head of my cock inside of it. I’m going to cum inside your mouth.”

Again she was quiet for a few seconds, as if contemplating this one last act and whether she could get out of it.

I worked harder at bringing her off, and as I felt myself getting really close, Carrie moaned and then bit her lip, trying to keep quiet as an orgasm rolled over her. That was enough to send me over the edge.

“Now Carrie!”

She moved her mouth to cover the head of my cock just as I exploded inside with a burst of hot cum. To her credit she stayed on my cock, me thrusting it inside her mouth to get the most sensation, though her eyes did get pretty big as she felt my load pulse into her. When I finished shooting off, I withdrew my cock.

“Carrie, show me the cum in your mouth.”

She did, opening her mouth but not enough to spill it.

“Now swallow the entire laod, sis.”

She hesitated, then gulped, and my load was on its way to her belly.

“That was good. Now go off to bed, and when you masturbate, think of how much fun you’re going to have with my hard cock pounding deep into your pussy.”

Carrie looked at me for a few seconds, then turned and left. I shut off the light near my bed.

‘Let them good times a roll’ I thought to myself.

Chapter Four

Saturday morning was reserved for chores. I had to clean my room, do my laundry, and mow the lawn. After grabbing some breakfast, I went outside and got to mowing. Mom was driving to the next town over to go help out with her sister, who had an operation earlier in the week and was coming home today. She’d be staying there until Tuesday. It was Dad’s weekend in the National Guard, so he left early and would be gone until late Sunday night. After what seemed like endless lectures on not setting the house on fire and being responsible and taking care of Carrie, Mom finally left.

It was getting warm already, the hot sun beating down on me. The yard was a little over an acre, plus there was trim to take care of. Partway through I pulled off my shirt and that felt much better.

Inside the house, Angel was looking down from the window in Carrie’s bedroom. She had come to the house earlier.

“Your brother is pretty hot looking,” she said to Carrie.

Ignoring the comment, Carrie continued her pleading.

“Please Angel…I need some more blow…pretty please?”

Angel turned back toward Carrie and felt a little pity for her younger friend. She knew that Carrie was caught up in the rush of the coke and hadn’t yet figured out how to control the urge. The rush that Angel felt was one of power.

“Sure baby, but you’re going to have to earn it.”

“Earn it…how?”

Angel smiled and with a flick of a few fingers, she slipped her stretch shorts off her hips and they hit the carpet. Carrie immediately notice that there was no carpet between Angel’s legs; her pussy was shaved bare, no panties obstructing her view.

“Oh…no…not that, Angel, I’m really not into…”

“Carrie, you’ll do as I say, or I’m walking out that door and you’ll never get another speck of blow from me again.”

Carrie felt the panic starting to rise in her. She needed some now. The thought of going without today made her decision easier.

“Okay,” she said, quietly.

Angel just smiled and then turned around, looking out the window again, and presenting Carrie with a view of her nicely rounded ass.

“Come here,” said Angel, looking down at Jack who was now using a weed whacker, “and get on your knees behind me.”

Carrie complied and waited for her next order.

“Lick me.”

Carrie blushed as she looked at Angel’s ass and saw the pouty pussy lips. Resigning herself to the task, she figured the sooner she did this, the sooner she could get high.

She gently took hold of Angel’s hips and move her face close, extending her tongue outwards and tentatively touching the smooth vag in front of her.

Angel closed her eyes momentarily as she felt the younger girl’s tongue trace along the separation line between her pussy lips. As the girl’s tongue moved around, she felt herself starting to lubricate and leak some juice, which was licked up by Carrie.

Angel was looking once again down at Jack, wondering how his tongue would feel between her legs, wondering about his cock too. Angel was a switch-hitter and found cock equally as interesting as pussy.

“Lick my ass now,” she told Carrie.

Carrie pulled her face back and timidly licked one ass cheek and then the other.

“Noooooooo…lick my asshole,” said Angel more emphatically, reaching back with both hands to pull her ass cheeks apart. “Get in there with your tongue, Carrie, and hurry up!”

Carrie stared at the exposed asshole. It looked perfectly clean from Angel’s showering this morning, but, still, she felt a bit queasy about doing this. But the hunger for coke was too strong to resist.

Moving her face forward, she pushed her tongue against Angel’s starfish-like opening, wiggling it around and then pushing hard to get the tongue tip a fraction of an inch inside, hoping it would satisfy the girl before her.

“Yessssssssssssss…” moaned Angel, loving the feeling of dominating and subjugating her younger friend. She let go of her ass cheeks and reached with one hand to her clit and began massaging it while squeezing a breast with the other.

Carrie continued her oral assault on Angel’s ass, stabbing away and then licking all around, getting it very wet with her saliva.

Then Angel pulled away, much to Carrie’s surprise, and for a second Carrie thought she was done and would get her reward. But Angel wasn’t finished. She turned and then pushed Carrie down onto the carpet and moved up to straddle her head. She positioned her asshole at Carrie’s mouth and commanded: “Lick it!”

Carrie now had to suffer the embarrassment of licking her older friend’s asshole while looking up into her eyes as the older girl rubbed her pussy right in front of Carrie’s face.

Angel felt her orgasm getting closer so she ground down a bit on Carrie’s mouth, the younger girl’s tongue washing back and forth as best she could between the dominant girl’s ass cheeks.

Angel felt her body go crazy with spasms and she began to squirt all over Carrie’s face. The only time she had ever squirted before was when another girl was licking her ass, and it drove her nuts that she was doing it again. Carrie panicked a bit, thinking at first that Angel was peeing on her. Then she realized that Angel was squirting and she calmed down a bit.

Angel rolled off of Carrie and the younger girl up and walked out of her room and quickly made for the bathroom so that she could wash her face.

As she entered the bathroom, she saw her brother just finishing up peeing. He looked at Carrie’s face and saw that it was covered with…pussy juice?

Chapter Five

Carrie started to turn and run back out but before she did, Jack spoke to her.

“Stop. Close the door, then come here.”

Carrie froze at that tone and turned back toward her brother, then walked next to him.

Jack leaned closed and sniffed at Carrie’s coated face.

“That’s pussy!” he exclaimed.

Carrie blushed furiously.

“A-A-Angel is here,” she said, her eyes averted.

Jack just looked at her.

“Get on your knees,” he said, turning towards his younger sister. She did what he said. Jack took his cock, still hard, and rubbed it over her face, gettin it wet with Angel’s outburst, and then put the head up against Carrie’s mouth.

“Suck it.”

Carrie resignedly opened her mouth and took the head inside.

Jack knew that he wouldn’t have much time if Angel was in the house, so he took hold of Carrie’s ears and immediately started pumping back and forth in her mouth, face fucking his younger sister.

Carrie’s eyes got big as saucers as she felt Jack’s cock bang into the back of her mouth once, twice, three times then again and again as he carried out the mouth assault. She could taste Angel’s pussy on his cock and in her haste and confusion over the taste and events taking place, she was licking Jack’s cock.

‘God,’ thought Jack to himself, ‘she’s really getting into sucking my cock!’

He felt a rumbling in his balls and knew that he was going to shoot soon so he increased his pace until he felt the orgasm start. That’s when he pushed deep, deeper than before, and felt the head of his cock pop into his younger sister’s throat.

Carrie panicked when her brother pressed his belly up against her nose as the cock in her throat cut off her air supply. She felt him shooting his sperm directly into her gullet and was swallowing reflexively to clear the air passage, her hands trying in vain to push him away.

When Jack finishing draining his balls he pulled back and then out of his sister’s mouth.

“Thanks sis…now, go clean yourself up.”

Jack put his cock away and walked out, leaving his sister a bit stunned on her knees, the taste of cum and pussy resident in her mouth. He walked over to her room and peered inside. He could see Angel laying on his sister’s bed, eye’s closed, her shorts off and on the floor. Angel was playing with her pussy, more teasing herself than seriously going for it.

Jack felt his semi-soft cock starting to rise again. He walked into the room.

“Don’t stop on my account,” he said, looking directly at Angel’s eyes, which now fluttered open.

“Wh-what the hell…”

“Listen up. I have a video of you and my sister last night, getting high and sexing it up. I have the coke that you left behind. I have her admitting on video that you sold her the coke. Unless you want me to totally fuck up your life…”

Angel just blinked at him. She never before had felt quite this exposed.

“What do you want?”

Jack walked over to the bed and then dropped his shorts, revealing his semi-hard cock.

“I wanna’ fuck.”

Chapter Six

‘Well that’s not so terrible’ thought Angel.

“Ok.”

“You need to get me harder.”

Angel smirked and then slid around on the bed so that her head was hanging off the side of the bed, her mouth opened in silent invite.

Jack moved forward, allowed Angel’s hand to guide his cock inside her mouth. When he felt her suck hard, he knew that unlike his younger sister, Angel had had some experience sucking cocks.

Just then Carrie walked into the room.

“Oh!” she exclaimed, surprised to see her brother in her room, and getting head from Angel.

“Come over here, Carrie. Get behind me on your knees and lick my ass.”

As Carrie moved into position, Angel had moved one of her hands down to her pussy and was now rubbing her clit, knowing that it would further excite Jack. She could look and partially see Carrie behind Jack, and knew that the young submissive was now starting to lick his crack.

“Feels good, Carrie…get it all nice and wet.”

A minute or so later Jack told them both to stop. He didn’t want yet another blowjob finish, but instead wanted pussy.

He pulled Angel around into position, putting her legs up onto his shoulders while he was standing on the side of the bed.

“Hey, go easy, you’re kinda’ bi…”

Jack didn’t heed her request, but instead sunk his cock completely inside her exposed pussy, bottoming out against her cervix.

“Owwwwwww….fuckkkkk!” cried Angel, not used to such a big cock.

“Jesus, you’re tight,” said Jack as he started fucking in and out of the younger girl, her saliva around his cock providing the necessary lubrication to allow the fast pace.

“Carrie? Get on the bed.” Carrie climbed up onto the bed and was watching his cock go deep inside her friend’s cunt.

“Get over her face and let her lick your pussy,” said Jack, tightening his grip on Angel’s legs to allow him better thrust.

“Waaaaait…I d-do-don’t eat…”

“You do now,” interrupted Jack, as Carrie settled her pussy down on Angel’s face, taking some satisfaction in getting someone to service her. When she didn’t feel Angel’s tongue she reached down with both hands and tweaked both the girl’s nipples hard. That got a response, and soon she felt Angel’s tongue and mouth against her slit.

Jack had one more trick up his sleeve. He’d never fucked a girl in the ass, but as he was looking at Angel on her back, covered up by his younger sister, and bent around by his arms, he decided to go for broke. He leaned forward and whispered to his sister.

“She going to try and push you off and get away. Don’t let her.”

Carrie lustfully nodded.

Jack slowed his pace and then stopped and pulled out. For a moment, Angel thought he might be tired or something and just concentrated on the pussy that she was licking, which she admitted to herself tasted pretty sweet.

Angel then felt Jack adjusting her legs and bending her a bit more. She thought he was just trying to get even deeper inside. Then she felt his cock press up against her asshole but before her brain could really register what was happening, it had happened. Jack’s cock was wet enough with her pussy juice, and she was angled just perfectly so that when he pushed, she couldn’t budge. His cockhead just popped into her cherry asshole and then he kept on pushing, figuring he had to get balls deep in order to hold her in place.

For Angel it felt like her ass was on fire. She yelled but of course her yell was muffled by the pussy on top of her face. She tried to push away but Jack just grabbed her hands and brought them to her legs which he gripped tighter, not moving within her ass, but resting balls deep.

Then he pulled out, just halfway, and then pushed back inside. He heard more cries from Angel, and this turned Carrie on. She wiggled her pussy and asshole against Angel’s mouth and nose and ground against her, trying to reach orgasm.

Jack pulled out again, this time until just the head was within. He held it there for a full five seconds…giving Angel time to think about it. Angel tried tightening her ass muscles by squeezing down, but, it still wasn’t enough. It just provided Jack with a more exquisite grip around his cock that was now pushing back into the depth’s of Angel’s plundered ass.

She screamed again into Carrie’s pussy, and the vibrations against Carrie’s pussy lips, plus just the whole situation of watching her brother assfuck her friend, was enough to drive Carrie’s pussy into orgasm. She came over Angel’s face, and Angel just gave up, relaxing her arms and muscles and surrendering to the assfucking.

Jack felt this relaxation and began stroking steadily in and out of Angel’s ass, making deep strokes, not pounding hard to hurt the girl, but long, steady strokes to ignite the fire within his balls one more time.

Carrie was out of it and moved off of Angel’s face and lay down on the bed. Angel, her face covered with Carrie’s secretions, looked up at Jack with a mask of slight discomfort and passion melded into one.

“Gonna’…cum…in…you…ass…” said Jack to Angel, his thrusting increasing now.

Angel reached down with one of her hands and began rubbing her clit. Jack saw this and smiled and then shot a load of hot cum into her ass, pumping four, five, then six jets before collapsing himself on the bed.

Angel hadn’t quite cum yet, and was still masturbating.

“Carrie…get over between her legs and lick my cum out of her ass.”

Carrie moaned but didn’t want Jack getting mad so she moved, with Angel spreading her legs as she felt the young girl’s tongue licking her well-fucked starfish.

“Ohhhgawwwddddddd………” Angel crested and came, her body bouncing on the bed like she was having a seizure and then she settled down, almost passing out, just cooing quietly, closing her legs to stop Carrie from licking her asshole further.