Sisters' Wimp

                                       Sisters' Wimp - Chapter 09

       So there I was, rummaging in my wife's closet, checking out to see just what was obviously missing, and not doing very well at all on that score. I had a grand time going over her underwear, especially the good stuff she used to wear before her sister arrived on the scene. All I had to do was close my eyes and there Jill was, in her skimpiest thong bikini with a matching bra that was losing its battle to contain my wife's superb tits. I started developing a good head of steam that transferred to my cock, which started bumping against my fly. A break in the action restored order and discipline.

       Thirty minutes later I had taken inventory and came up with one missing bikini bathing suit, worn twice since we were married, and the teddy she wore on our first night as man and wife was also missing in action. It was the second item that sent me into a mild depression. The thought that she might have been modeling it or what it contained this weekend for another man or was it men, bugged me no end. I resolved to confront her as soon as she got back from wherever she and that tramp she called a sister had been.

       Pussy hound that I had become, meant making a call to see if Evelynne might entertain the idea of taking me on this afternoon for a sort of mercy fuck. That plan got shot all to hell when Mandy answered and politely informed me that her mother was busy with a friend right now and had another coming over shortly. Afterwards she and her mother were going out to have a nice dinner with other friends and didn't expect to be back much before midnight. I was smart enough to translate "friends" into guys with cash for gash. So much for Evelynne as a fuck buddy. She was going to cost me serious cash for pussy, not exactly the kind of arrangement I hoped to enter.

       Having no idea when my wayward wife and her tramp of a sister would be returning, I decided to check out a movie to kill some time. It was amazing that theater prices had jumped so much in such a short time. Add to that the cost of some munchies and a soda to wash them down and you were looking at real money for maybe two hours plus a little of entertainment if you didn't mind going deaf from the sound system. For this price I could have rented a couple of porns and still had some money left over for pizza. So I filed this away as a learning experience and took my lumps.

       Jill and Paula had returned from wherever they'd been, and at least they weren't drunk like the last time. Their collective mood was astonishing; they were talkative and almost giddy. They both were also half naked and from the looks of what they were showing, which was a lot, they'd been out in the sun for a considerable amount of time. Was it possible that I'd overreacted to their absence? Did they actually spend a weekend just enjoying the outdoors and relaxing? I knew the answer before they provided some proof. Jill had on that ultra-brief bikini bathing suit which was plastered like a second skin to her outstanding body. All her sister wore was a thong bikini, and I had to admit tht she was really built and seemed to be getting firmer if that was possible.

       I was cross examined about my whereabouts, and why I wasn't here ready to order takeout for them while they unpacked and got comfortable. They both were laughing at some inside joke as I did my best to fend off their insinuations that I was out getting pussy while they were hard at work convincing certain important people to give Jill a job at the spa where Paula was working. My stomach dropped through the floor. Nothing had changed; no, that wasn't correct, things had gotten worse for me. Then they unveiled their surprise for me, something they'd brought back special from the guys they were with this weekend.

       Actually there were three separate gifts, lovingly collected over the course of the weekend from Jerry, Mike, Will, Randy and the spa owner, Frank. Without too much guesswork it was easy to imagine what it was. Jill stood up with a big grin on her face and pulled the bottoms of her bikini down to expose her freshly shaved pussy and what appeared to be a tampon string dangling from her fat-lipped cunt.

       " A few of the guys made this special donation just before we got back from the boat. Too bad you weren't here to enjoy it while it was still fresh. However take my word, it's really tasty. I ought to know since I spent hours on my knees sucking off those studs to demonstrate how eager I was to become their latest spa towel girl. Now get down on your knees, open wide and prepare yourself for a nice tasty meal provided by Jerry, Mike and Randy. The other guys were too pooped to pop after fucking me and Paula almost around the clock. However they promise to make amends as soon as I start work next week."

       I was devastated! Things were now out of control. How in the world could I exert any influence when these two were getting all the hard cock they ever could need or want? How long would they let me hang around, and for what purpose? I'd soon find out and it wouldn't be pleasant. As for now, there was some cum to suck from my wife's well fucked cunt. I was cautioned not to suck too hard, since her pussy was a bit sore from all the big cocks that had been sawing away inside it for the better part of the weekend.

       She also told me to take my time because there was plenty of cum cooling in her snatch as well as other cum that must have congealed in there from all the other loads that had been drilled into her. It seems that neither sister ever douched or even wiped out their pussies during the entire weekend, because the boss, Frank, liked the smell that developed after their cum loaded pussies marinated in the sun for a few hours. Naturally the customer, who doubled as their boss, was always right.

       It may have been the low point in my life, kneeling before my naked wife licking and sucking her sore, fucked-out cunt, while her sister watched with a smirk on her face. Things got even worse when Paula suggested that I get naked since the ladies were already in that state except for a few wisps of covering. So I got naked and resumed my humiliating task as the two sisters giggled and made cutting remarks about the fact that my cock was limp despite having some of the best eating pussy in the world pressed to my mouth. Let's be honest, this wasn't the first time I'd swamped out a cum filled pussy for them, but previously there was some hope for a reward afterward such as some pussy to actually fuck. This time the prospects were for more humiliation and degradation and absolutely nothing else.

       While I licked my wife's cunt until my tongue got numb, Paula continued her almost nonstop insults. She kept needling me about my lack of a hard-on, asking why I wasn't hard as a rock since both she and my wife were naked and I was having the honor of cleaning out Jill's cum filled cunt. My wife didn't help by occasionally ordering me to suck harder on her cunt because I'd missed some stale cum she knew was back there. Then as soon as I started slurping for all I was worth, she'd complain that I was making her sore pussy even sorer. That would set off Paula who would start insulting my intelligence saying that I'd been told to go easy on Jill since her cunt was sore from getting all that hard fuckng from real men with perpetually hard dicks, unlike someone that she was watching as he ate her sister's dripping cunt without any hint of getting excited over this great honor.

       Finally Jill pushed me away from her glistening cunt, my face looking for all the world like a glazed donought. By then my lips had become as numb as my tongue and the taste of all that cum had permeated my mouth to the point that I thought I'd never be able to totally remove it short of having someone scrape the insides of my mouth with a sharp object. She had an impish grin on her face that told me there was more to come, but what could it be? I found out quickly enough. She shifted her body so she could put her legs up on the kitchen table. Paula started laughing hysterically as her sister pointed for me to get under the table for my surprise.

       My heart sank and I nearly broke into tears at the sight of another tampon string hanging from her winking asshole. I didn't need to be told what that was holding back, more cum. I was doomed! To add to the degradation, Paula leaned over and in a loud voice told Jill that I should start jacking off until my dick got hard and then and only then should I be allowed to suck all the cum that had been pumped into her asshole over the entire time they were on the boat, some forty plus hours. I was utterly humiliated by this particular turn, and for a moment thought of getting up and knocking the stuffing out of Paula. That was when Jill informed me that I either get hard or get out, she was through fooling with a cuckold for a husband. Paula added fuel to the fire, offering to give me a handjob to get my dick hard. I was finished.

       Let me tell anyone who is interested that cum that's been sitting in a woman's asshole for periods up to thirty-six hours sucks up the taste and smell of its surrounding environment. The longer it stays, the stronger the smell and taste it absorbs. Describing how this mess tastes and smells demands a better vocabulary than I possess. I will say that the smell is much worse than the taste, due to the amount of salt that the original cum contains. On the other hand there is so much salt in that dried cum it's almost impossible to keep down. Add to that the fact my tongue and lips were sore and in places cracked from all the cum sucking I'd already done to date. Once the salty cum got into those cracks it felt as if those areas had caught fire.

       Paula literally had me by the balls and she made the most of it. Her skilled hand got the desired results despite what I was sucking from my wife's asshole. It was odd that whenever I really sucked hard on Jill's asshole, it contracted, pinching the tip of my tongue, much to the delight of her sister, who had a good view from her perch. To make matters even more humiliating I actually ejaculated with my tongue wiggling inside my wife's asshole as it clamped down on it. Paula couldn't stop laughing at my total humiliation. Jill finally got tired of my feeble efforts to extract all the residue that remained deep inside her colon, and announced she was going to take a shower to get all the gunk off her body and rid herself of the traces of saliva I'd left behind.

       My nightmare continued when Paula decided to join her sister, suggesting first that they give me a golden shower as I lay in the tub, face up naturally, with my mouth open wide to catch the golden juice as it poured from them. Then while Jill scrubbed up in the shower, Paula would unload the second gift from their weekend orgy, another huge load of cum that all five studs had deposited into her twat over the last twelve hours. The prospect of another round of cum sucking nearly broke my will to live as a slave to these two demons. Still there was an outside chance for pussy if I played my cards right, or so I thought. Little did I know what their ultimate plans for me were.

       I further humiliated myself by developing an erection while Jill was pissing a torrent of the yellow stuff on my cock and balls. Paula had situated herself so she was dumping what seemed like an ocean  of pee directly into my mouth and down my throat. To make sure I gave them no trouble, my hands were under my butt. At times I thought they'd drown me, but my luck held and I survived with just a rounded belly full of hot piss from Paula. I swear she must have been holding that load for half a day. While Jill showered I ate pussy and gulped down a steady stream of congealed cum that needed some super suction to break free from Paula's cunt walls to which they had bonded. If anything her deposit was even worse tasting and smelling than my wife's.

       Paula joined her sister in the shower and the two played grab ass and had a grand old time while I sat in the tub, my body covered with drying piss and my mouth feeling like a condom that had been used by an entire football team. I watched as they toweled each other off and then informed me that they would be using the big bed and I should bunk where I usually did these days, in the other room with the lumpy mattress. To add to my misery Paula warned me about jacking off, promising to check my bedding when she got up tomorrow, and if she found any telltale signs it would go badly for me tomorrow evening when she and Jill returned to the apartment.

                               ( To be continued - rolf palsy )