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CHAPTER TWO

Candy was miserable. She laid on her small bed and stared at the ceiling, remembering in vivid detail all she had seen and heard out in the backyard. She couldn't believe Mandy would do such a thing so near the house. Something about it made Candy even more uptight, though.

She had enjoyed watching her sister and Mark fucking. The sight of that meaty prick driving hard between the blushing cunt lips had set her own liner fires ablaze. Her hand drifted down to the fleecy mound of her pussy and idly stroked across it. The feelings began to mount again. She sighed. Her fingers worked between the thick flaps of her labia and stroked. In less than a minute, her cunt lips were well-greased by the thin flow of her love sauce.

She began to sob silently. This couldn't happen to her. She was a good girl and shouldn't feel such evil sensations in her body. The girl's entire religious training told her it was wrong to go to bed with a man until she was married. Yet she had watched her sister fucking her brains out and she had wanted to be there on the ground instead of Mandy, her legs spread wide, her pussy obscenely drooling while the heavy prick shot all the way up into her belly.

She had wanted it!

Her fingers worked more insistently on her pussy, making it churn and turn out more oils. She smeared them all over her snatch, then found the tiny bud of her clit. Sometimes she could feel so good after fingering this pea-sized organ. She wondered if this might be one of those times.

The clit wasn't too large. She coaxed it from its sheath of protective flesh until she could stroke over the tip of the pointy organ. Her fingers worked around the base and curled until they tightened on the clit. Squeezing lightly, she slid to the very tip.

The thrill that blasted through her body wasn't to be denied. She gasped, felt her tits begin to heave up and down and her heart race faster. The teenager couldn't stop herself. She fingered her clit until the tensions in her belly were at a peak. She lightly pressed into the very tip of the sensitive go-button and that was it.

She came.

It was about the same intensity of the come she'd had outside while she spied on Mandy and Mark fucking. It was enough to let her know that the potential for a lot more enjoyment was locked up inside her, but it wasn't enough to take the edge off the horniness she felt.

And it was horniness. Candy could hardly admit it, even to herself, but that was the gnawing, empty feeling she had in her pussy. When she saw Tony walking, her eyes following his every movement, she felt this way. The girl wondered if she might be able to rob her body of all its torturing ways if she masturbated while she looked at Tony. That might burn out all her circuits and rob her forever of this awful feeling.

She felt so damned guilty she was sure she would burn in hell forever. It had to be a sin to touch herself like that. It felt good so it had to be a big sin.

"Hi, Sis," came Mandy's jaunty voice. "What's new in your dull world?"

"What's new in yours?" Candy asked, her voice bitter.

"So, the meek little thing has a set of teeth, eh? Not much new with me. Mark and I were out in the backyard fucking. That's all."

"I know," she said, her voice hardly loud enough for even her to hear.

Mandy went on, as if she hadn't heard. "Yeah, it was really super out there. The lights in the sky – what did you call them? Yeah, meteors. Lit up the whole sky. I saw a lot of them while I was out there."

"Out there on your back with your legs spread wide for Mark!" blurted Candy, hating herself for being so nasty.

"So? Were you watching?" Mandy could tell by the shocked expression on Candy's face that was exactly what had happened. "So the little girl gets her first vision of being a grownup. Fantastic. What did you think of Mark's fucking?"

Candy pulled the sheets up around her neck. She was too conscious of her own body and its responses as she thought back to the scene in the backyard. Her cunt was beginning to ache again. And the flow of her juices was starting up. She didn't want it to happen, but it did. She had to hide this from her sister at all costs.

She was a good girl. Mandy wasn't. She would misunderstand.

"So you didn't know how good he was, eh? I'll tell you how good Mark is. Damned good."

"Don't use language like that Mandy," chided Candy, hoping to stem the tide of description sure to follow.

Mandy paid her twin sister no heed and ploughed on. "A damn fine fucker. He used his tongue all over my tit's until I could hardly stand it. He teased my nipples with just the tip of his pink, pointy tongue and then ran his hands up and down my legs. But not like you might think. He grabbed my left leg just above the knee and slowly – oh sweet Jesus – ever so slow almost to my pussy."

"I don't want to hear about it." But Candy did. Her fingers slipped back to stroke over her cunt lips. The wetness was increasing. Hesitantly, she stabbed her finger down into her pussy hole. The thrill of desire raging inside her wasn't to be denied.

"He came within a hair – a pussy hair – of touching my cunt lips. Then his hands raced back to my knee. The friction between his fingers and my thigh was so nice!" She began undressing, as if she knew this would incite Candy even more.

It did.

"So Mark knew I was getting really hot, see, and then he made sure my flesh was just trembling with desire before he parted my legs and began stroking across my pussy mound."

"You're being obscene." And Candy mentally, painfully, added, "Go on! I have to know how it felt!"

"Mark is such a stud. He's hung like a stallion. But you know that. You were out there playing the Peeping Tom. Anyhow, Mark's cock came surging up and touched my pussy lips. I thought I would die! I was moaning and crying out and carrying on so much. I guess he decided to go and fuck me to see if I'd squeal any more."

Mandy finished putting away her clothes and stood bare ass naked in front of Candy's bed. Her quick eyes detected the furtive movements under the sheet as she went on with her tale of seduction and fucking.

"Mark felt like he was as big as a telephone pole inside me. God, it was good! I could have died then and there. But if I had, I would have missed the best part. He knew all the right moves. He started fucking me, slowly at first, and then with more and more speed. I must have come a dozen times before I started to wear Mark out."

"I want to go to sleep," said Candy, without much authority in her voice.

"He rested then and came back even stronger. Shit, I thought I was going to melt from the fucking. The friction of his cock against my pussy walls was heaven!"

Candy's mind was working overtime wondering what it would really be like. It had to be better than Mandy described or she wouldn't do such a filthy, depraved thing. The very idea of a boy stuffing his prick into her pussy made Candy shudder with dread. She might not even get married. To have any man, including her husband, do such a lousy thing to her wasn't very nice.

"You get off on listening to me tell you all about how we fucked, don't you?" demanded Mandy. "I can tell. Shit, Sis, look at the sheet! It's wet with your pussy juice."

Candy guiltily looked and saw nothing. She flashed her eyes up at Mandy, who stood there laughing at her. She had tricked her twin sister into silently admitting such a thing was possible and that she felt guilty about it.

"You…" Words failed Candy.

"Try bitch. That fits. Mark calls me his hot-blooded, fucking little bitch. I sort of like that. It fits."

Candy glared at her sister, wondering how a twin could be so much different. Physically, they were dead fingers for each other. Identical twins. But emotionally and mentally they were as different as night and day. She was a moral person, careful of what she said and did while Mandy cursed and fucked and probably drank and smoked. Maybe even smoked marijuana. Candy shuddered at the thought of her sister burning in hell for eternity.

Mandy surprised her sister by ripping away the sheets and revealing the location of her fingers. Her middle finger was curled around her pubic mound and had parted her pussy lips. It was buried a knuckle deep into her cunt, moving back and forth in that tight channel with erotic regularity. Her entire bush was damp from tier sweat and love juices. The odor of her arousal couldn't be hidden, either.

"So you're a secret masturbator, huh?" laughed Mandy. Candy could have killed her sister in that instant.

"Mind your own business. Or let Mark mind it for you since you seem to put out for anything."

"Haven't tried dogs yet, but I probably will one of these days. Roxanne tells me they are fantastic. Better than some men."

"That's filthy!"

"True. And so is peeping on your sister while she's with a date. Shit, Sis, I'm going to show you a little of what you've been missing."

The sight of the naked girl advancing on her was more than Candy could take. She started to scream. Her parents were sound sleepers, but they would come and rescue her like they always did. She hated having to depend on them like this, but she couldn't handle the wild things Mandy did.

Before the scream could form on her lips, a strong hand clamped down firmly. She tried to bite Mandy's hand and found the flesh replaced by a handkerchief. Her twin sister had gagged her!

Candy tried to rip the gag from her mouth but found her left arm immobile. She pulled hard and turned to see that Mandy had tied her wrist to the headboard. Before she realized what was going on, she was entirely tied down to the bed. She flailed out with her feet, kicking wildly. But even this didn't seem to slow her twin down.

Mandy stood on the bed, looking down at her sister and said, "This is the ticket. God knows how long I've wanted to do this. Shit, Candy, you're such an asshole at times. All the time spouting that religious crap as if you believed it. You don't even know what temptation is. How can you preach to me about the horrors of fucking if you've never tried it? You are one hell of a hypocrite, if you ask me. But you can't can you? I've got you gagged."

She laughed and Candy felt a cold shiver pass through her trim, bound body. What was even worse was looking up into the wide spread legs and seeing the ebony triangle of Mandy's pussy. The sight of those pink pussy lips poking out through the thick black bush made her feel queasy inside. At least, that was the closest she could come to describing what she felt.

If she was truthful with herself, she'd have to admit what she felt looking at her sister's cunt was lust. Sheer, stark, unbridled lust.

"I was going to force you to eat my pussy," said Mandy, letting the words soak into Candy's numbed brain, "but your mouth is better off being tied up. Besides, you probably couldn't get me off. So I'm going to show you how to do it right."

"Ummmgh!" Candy cried, struggling. She didn't want this to happen to her. This was depraved!

"So you like the idea, huh? Good. 'Cause sis is going to eat your pussy for you. Take notes because you might want a guy to do this to you sometime. You will want to know what to tell him!"

Candy tried to kick Mandy again and this played into the other girl's hands. She easily trapped one of the slender legs and lifted. Candy's ass came off the bed enough for Mandy to drop down, run her arms under her butt and press her face firmly into the flowing gash.

That surprised Candy more than anything else. Every singe word Mandy said was like a sledgehammer blow to her guts. And each and every word made her pussy beg for cock. That had to be the answer for the lewd flowing of cunt juices from her pussy. Tiny dewdrops of lust dotted her own thick, black pussy bush.

She moaned piteously when she felt her sister's tongue working against her turgid pussy lips. The blood-filled flaps guarding her inner cunt trembled and shook. When the pink, rough tongue worked from one end of her gash to the other, Candy almost came.

This wasn't the minor shivery sensation she had experienced before. The innocent teenager knew real desire now. The feelings mounting inside her untried body were almost more than she could handle. They rattled her grip on reality and made her want more!

More!

She was crying openly now. She could feel every single movement Mandy made. The other girl's tongue shot out, cock-hard, and penetrated her pussy lips. The tongue plunged up into her cunt hole and started stroking across the velvet hung walls of her pussy. The teenager's entire twat felt like acid had been poured in. She struggled, fought, strained to break the bonds holding her down to the bed – she failed.

Candy was so confused. She didn't know if she wanted to escape this fine torture or not. She was responding to her sister's tongue fucking. That made her uptight even more than spying on Mandy and Mark out in the yard fucking their brains out.

She was a good girl. Good girls didn't allow their sisters to eat them out like this. But how could she stop it? Her hands were literally tied. She couldn't cry out for help with the gag so firmly placed between her lips. She was helpless. All she could do was lie there on the bed, her legs spread wantonly and allow her depraved sister to do what she wanted.

And it felt so damned good!

Mandy's tongue sought and found all the right spots. She licked along one edge of a rigid pussy lip until she came to the meek little clit. She fixed her mouth firmly over the timid little organ and sucked. She sucked hard. Candy almost came then. When her clit was softly embraced by her twin's lips, she felt a warmth spreading in her belly. It was as if a pool of hot butter expanded inside her.

As the tongue flicked easily over the very tip of her clit, Candy came. Hard. She shook and every muscle in her body went rigid. For a ghastly instant, she thought she was dying. But death couldn't feel this damned good, it just couldn't!

The trapped animal moans in her throat filled the room. Those and the lewd slurping noises Mandy made as she left the quivery little clit and worked back down the other cunt lip, sucking up all the juices leaking from her sister's agitated interior. When she came back tc the cunt hole, she paused for a moment, allowing Candy to anticipate what would happen and then her tongue started fucking in and out with a rhythm designed to drive the inexperienced girl wild with desire.

It did.

Candy came. She came again and again. Her body rebelled against her mind. This was good. It wasn't the evil she had been telling herself. She now had evidence of how she had been deceiving herself. But a corner of Candy's mind hated her twin sister for doing this to her. She was being forced. This was oral rape.

One incestuous sister tongue raping the other!

The thought made her whimper in fear. This couldn't happen to her, yet it was. Her sister was continuing eating her out. The feelings were dying down in her body as Candy became more and more angry at her sister. This could have been nice, having it forced on her made it evil.

But she came again when Mandy started tongue fucking her asshole. The dextrous little tongue sought out the tightly clenched ring of muscle and teased it until Candy couldn't stand it anymore. The feelings generated in her body by the wet, pliable tongue fucking her butt was more than she could take. She came again.

"Whew," said Mandy, straightening up and licking some of the fuck juices from her lips. "My jaws ache. I don't know how guys eat pussy all night long. Like Mark. He's great at eating me out."

Stark hatred burned in Candy's eyes. Never had she hated anyone quite as much as she hated her sister right now. But Mandy didn't seem to notice. If anything, she was happy with what she'd done to her twin.

"I don't think you got enough out of it," said Mandy, at long last. "I know just what'll make you love something big and hard and warm in your tight little pussy." She went to her dresser and opened the bottom drawer. She pulled out one of her nighties, which she seldom wore, and unwrapped something. Candy couldn't see what her sister did, but a humming noise filled the room.

Mandy turned and displayed a twelve inch long dildo. And it quivered as she held it.

"My vibrator. I'm going to let you use it tonight. All night." Mandy had to tie down Candy's feet first, then she was stationary enough to ram the vibrator into her cunt.

Candy thought she was going to die. It pulled her apart. She knew it was going to make her bleed to death. And when it hit her cherry, she suddenly worried Mandy was going to rob her of her virginity, too. But the girl stopped thrusting just as the rubbery sheath inside the virgin twat was at the breaking point. Mandy smiled and went to bed, still mother naked.

Candy laid there, feeling the insidious tendrils of desire generated by the vibrator pass through her body. She hated herself for enjoying it. She hated Mandy even more for doing this to her.

Around three in the morning, the batteries finally went dead. Candy cried herself to sleep.