Carol was sitting in the sun on her verandah when the phone rang, it was her husband's phone she picked up, and he had just driven down to the shopping centre to buy Carol a bottle of chardonnay. It was a call from her husband's friend Tony.

"Hi Tony, what's happening, is he having trouble finding the chardonnay I like," she asked.

Instead of Tony's response, a woman's voice crackled through the phone. It was certainly not someone she'd ever talked to before, and the accent was unusual, so she had to concentrate to decipher what the woman was saying to her.

"Who is this," asked the woman.

"It's Carol, who are you and why are you calling me on Tony's phone," Carol queried.

"I'm sorry, my name is Sargent Iris, and I need to ask you a few questions," responded the police officer.

"Sure, that's fine," said Carol, "what do you need to know?"

"The phone I'm calling you on, belonged to a passenger in the car I'm standing near. I can't seem to find a phone for the driver of the car. Can you explain why your number was the last call on Tony's phone and do you know who Tony was travelling with in the car?" she queried.

"My husband was picking up his mate Tony to go down to the shopping centre to buy me a bottle of chardonnay," explained Carol.

"So your husband was driving a red Hylux with number plates CXX704 was he?" asked the police woman.

"Yes he was," said Carol, "and what's this all about?"

"I'm really sorry to inform you that Tony and the driver of the vehicle have been in a car accident. You'll need to go to Esperence Hospital to check on your husband's condition. The ambulance left for the hospital about 10 minutes ago. Unfortunately, Tony died in the car accident and your husband is in a serious condition," explained the Sargent Iris.

By the time Carol arrived at the hospital things were much worse than Carol had expected. The doctors came out and explained to Carol that her husband had died in the ambulance on the way to the hospital.

"Is there someone we can call to pick you up?" the doctor asked her.

"No. I'll just sit here for a while and then I'll get a taxi home," Carol explained.

After about an hour the triage nurse came out and asked Carol, "hi there. I know you've had some devastating news this afternoon. Is there anyone we can call for you, to come and pick you up?"

"Not really," said a despondent Carol, "the only person I really know in this place is my stepbrother and I haven't seen him in more than a decade."

"Look, give me his name and number, and I'll call him and explain what's happened. I'll ask him if he can come and pick you up," explain the Triage Nurse.

About half an hour later, Doug entered the casualty area of the hospital where Carol sat quietly staring at the floor. Doug reflected that although she looked older than he'd expected she certainly still looked like a lovely woman; given she was well past 45 years old. Although she didn't recognise him, once Doug spoke to her, she immediately recognised his voice.

"Hi there sis," Doug said to her, as he stood next to her, while looking down at her.

Carol looked up at him and said, "Oh Doug, I didn't recognise you. What are you doing here?"

"The hospital called me and explained what happened, and said you'd been sitting here for a couple of hours. They suggested I come down and pick you up because you didn't know anyone else, except me, in town," he explained.

"Oh yes. I'm still in shock, I think. It's just so hard to register that he's gone. One minute he's laughing as he gets in his Hylux, and the next minute he's dead," she said looking at him, tears falling across her face.

She stood up and threw her arms around Doug and started to cry, sobbing uncontrollably. Doug wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him as she cried a stream of almost endless tears for ten minutes.

The Triage Nurse came out to talk to Doug and said, "I think you need to take her home and get her to have a sleep so she can rest her mind a little after this afternoon's trauma."

"Good idea," said Doug, "do you have something I can give her to help her sleep?"

"Mmm, hang on a second and I'll get you something that can help," explained the Triage Nurse.

"That's great," said Doug.

About 5 minutes later the Triage Nurse returned and handed Doug a bottle of medication.

"Give her one of these tablets to help her sleep. You can give her two tablets, but they tend to prevent the patient from being able to wake up for up to 8 hours if they take two tablets," the Triage Nurse explained.

"Okay, I understand," said Doug.

Doug put the bottle of medication in his pocket. He looked down at Carol, whose face reflected the full extent of her misery. Her cheeks and eyes were puffy, and her nose was dripping from all her crying.

He looked around the waiting round for a box of tissues. After he had located one, he handed it to his step sister and suggested she wipe her nose and dab the tears on her face.

"Let's go sis," said Doug, "I'll take you home and you can get some rest."

"What?" asked Carol, unsure what was happening.

"You need to have a rest after such a traumatic afternoon. So, I'll drive you home, and you can have a rest at your place," stated Doug.

"Oh, do you know where I'm staying?" she asked.

"No I don't, but if you tell me, I can take you there," he explained in a voice he might use for a child.

"We were staying at the Kings Palace Resort in the President's Suite," she stated.

Doug knew just how expensive that resort was and he imagined they must have been paying at least $15,000 a night to stay somewhere like the President's Suite. He felt really frustrated that his step sister could manage to pay $15,000 a night to stay somewhere, and he was barely able to afford to eat these days.

"Do you have a car with you?" he queried.

"No, I came by taxi," she explained.

"It's fine, my car is in the hospital carpark so we can walk to it," Doug said.

"Would you mind bringing the car up to the hospital entrance? I don't feel like walking to your car," she stated.

That sounded exactly like the Carol he remembered. He recollected what an entitled bitch she had been with him when they were younger. Doug found himself starting to recollect their past interactions, and the long years with a complete lack of any contact. Here he was picking her up, knowing she'd been in town, and hadn't even contacted him.

Given the accident, and her lack of close friends or family, except him, she was now treating him like her personal servant. Doug wondered if she'd changed at all over the years. In his mind, he concluded she was just as entitled as she'd ever been, and was unlikely to appreciate anything he might do for her.

And yet, given today's circumstance, and that they were at the hospital, he agreed to bring the car to the hospital entrance.

When he finally paid the parking fee at the hospital, and then drove around and pulled up at the hospital entrance, he got out of his car and opened the front passenger door. He looked over at her standing in the doorway, still seemingly oblivious to him being there to pick her up. So, Doug walked over towards where she was standing totally forlorn.

"Carol, over here," he waved and smiled at her, "the car is over here. Let's go. I'll take you home now."

Carol looked over at him with a vacant stare, "Oh Doug, yes okay. I'm coming now."

Carol walked over and slid into the front passenger seat. Doug lent over her and grabbed her seat belt. He pulled it across her and pushed it into the locking mechanism, securing her. As he pulled it across her he made sure that his hand was running across her breasts and thigh. He lent back away from the inside of the car and shut the door to his car. Carol seemed unaware that he had taken advantage of her predicament.

They drove to the resort and upon arriving Doug went up to reception and explained the accident and that he'd need a key if he was going to look after Carol for the next couple of days. Once at the room, Doug unlocked the door and shepherded Carol into her bedroom.

"Lie down sis. Do you remember the nurse telling you, you should get some sleep? I'll get you a couple of the sleeping tablets she gave me, for you so you can sleep," Doug stated.

He went into the kitchen and came back with a glass of water for her, so she could swallow the tablets.

She looked at him and said, "are you stupid? I'm not having tablets with tap water. Get me a can of soft drink to take with these tablets."

Doug thought to himself, what a fucking bitch, she hasn't changed a bit. That was exactly how she talked to him when he was a teenager. His resentment festered and he thought 'I'll show this bitch she can't keep treating me like she did when I was younger.' But he simply went to find a can of soft drink.

"No problem," said Doug as he left her to lie on her bed, "I know you like it cold, so I'll get you a can from the fridge."

As he handed her the two tablets and the cold can of lemonade, she smiled at him and said, "thanks, that's better." And she swallowed the two tablets he'd given her.

Doug wandered out into the main living room of the suite and sat down on the lounge suite. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and used DuckDuckGo to do a search on the medication that Carol had taken just now. After a brief read of the medication efficacy, he realised that Carol would be asleep for at least 8 hours, and she wouldn't wake up at all no matter what was happening around her. In fact, the search results all mentioned the dangers of taking the medication if the patient was not being monitored by someone who could ensure that they were safe, at all times, while they were effectively unconscious.

Doug went back towards her bedroom and then stared at her from the bedroom doorway. His mind drifted back all those years ago. How could he really ever forget the traumatic events she had inflicted on him as an 18 years old boy. He'd been a teenager, and she was a much older adult. Sure, it wasn't physical sexual abuse as a teenager, but it became physical sexual manipulation once he'd turned 19 years old.

It was almost half a lifetime ago for him, when as a recent adult he had shared the same house with her. Unlike him, she'd been celebrating her 29th birthday with her friends when things got completely out of hand. Knowing he couldn't trust her, he'd been keeping a low profile in a remote part of the house they shared with their parents.

Doug had been acutely aware that with his mother and step father away, he should avoid being in Carol's sphere of influence. Hiding at the furthest end of the house was his plan, given the size of the mansion they lived in, it would take someone a while to find him.

He didn't appreciate that Carol had big plans for him that day. Her fetish had shifted over the years, she was simply very indulged by her parents, and she had little self-insight. It was unsurprising that she wanted to watch as her friends exploited Doug's sexual innocence as a young man. She had been waiting until he was an adult to use her friends to introduce him to her latest fantasy. This fantasy involved teasing him and making him cum over and over, knowing that right now he was an inexperienced virgin.

Carol asked her friend Jenny to go and find Doug so she could talk with him. Jenny was new to Carol's friends' group. The other young women in the group were all in a WhatsApp group chat with Carol. In those discussions recently, Carol had explained exactly what she wanted for her birthday. Sadly, Jenny didn't realise the chat group existed yet, because she hadn't yet proven herself to Carol as trustworthy enough.

Jenny eventually found Doug sitting in a rumpus room at the other end of the house watching a Christmas movie. He liked to forget about the stressfulness of sharing a house with his older stepsister, by watching movies that always had happy endings.

Jenny could hear the movie playing in the room and knocked on the door.

"Come in," shouted Doug.

It was unexpected that anyone would knock before entering the room he was in. Normally Carol would barge in after waiting outside the door, listening until he was watching something that he wasn't allowed to watch; according to the rules of his strict mother. Then she would quickly enter the room with the intention of seeing him playing with himself, so she could tease him. Usually that involved threatening to tell her step mother about what she would view as her son's aberrant sexual behaviour. It was her main blackmail technique for manipulating Doug to do things that he would not normally do.

Jenny entered the room and looked around. She didn't know Doug well, so she was respectful in the way she positioned herself and spoke to him.

"Hi Doug, I don't know if you remember me but I'm a new friend of Carol's," she explained, "and she's asked me to come and find you. She says you normally cook snacks in the oven for her, whenever her friends come over and celebrate with her."

"Jenny? Sorry I don't remember you. But that's true I do make Carol's friends snacks sometimes. So, I suppose I can cook some pastizzi for everyone. Do you think they'd prefer peas or ricotta?"

"Actually, Carol said she wanted you to cook both because Helen is a vegan," explained Jenny.

"All right I'll be down soon to do it," sighed Doug.

"Carol said you'd say that too. She told me I had to walk back with you to the lounge so she can explain what else she wants you to prepare as snacks for us," smiled Jenny.

Doug stood up and looked at Jenny disbelievingly, and said, "okay let's go, I can see how it's going to be. She thinks I'm her fucking slave, which is why I hate her so much."

Jenny looked at Doug quizzically, because his response seemed disproportionately negative for a simple request to make some snacks for his older sister on her birthday. She knew there was some sibling tension between them both, but she hadn't expected such a nasty and vindictive response from Doug.

As they walked to the other end of the house Jenny checked out Doug's cute arse. Jenny had such an arse obsession when it came to young men. It was all she could think about as they walked back to the main living room.

As Doug walked through the door to the lounge room, where Carol's friends were waiting, he was grabbed by them and handcuffed to the chair by his hands and ankles. With four young women dragging him to the chair and fastening the handcuffs he was secured within 20 seconds.

Doug screamed, "what the fuck is going on?!"

"Shut up you snivelling little bitch," said Carol.

"I had no idea they were going to do this to you. Please believe me," begged Jenny as she looked on as Doug struggled.

"Sure bitch! A likely story. You are just like the rest of these fucked up sluts," accused Doug as he stared with hatred at her.

Carol looked at Jenny, and said, "look if you want to be part of my group of friends you'd better just go along with all this, and keep your fucking mouth shut. I could spread some nasty rumours about you if I was angry enough!"

"I promise I won't say anything Carol. And I'm happy to help with whatever you have planned for him," said Jenny, hoping that Carol wouldn't do anything to create a problem for her.

She was new to Carol's friends' group and she was also new to the college. Her insecurities meant she didn't want to find herself alone again, without friends, in a new place.

"You bitch Carol, I fucking hate you! Why are you so fucked up and nasty to me, it's ridiculous," spat out Doug, while staring intently at his stepsister.

Carol removed her underwear and looked at Jenny. She then said to her, "here Jenny put these skanky wet panties in the bitches mouth."

Jenny took the panties from Carol, she could smell the ripeness of them and they were almost dripping wet. She walked up to Doug and demanded, "open your mouth bitch and suck on these."

"Go fuck yourself you ugly cunt," he yelled at Jenny.

Jenny slapped him hard across the face. Then she looked into his eyes and threatened him, "I'm going to keep slapping your face until you open up so you can suck on these."

"Hang on a minute," said Carol, "Mary you grab his balls through his jeans and squeeze them. Slapping him isn't going to work. But I know he hates having his balls squeezed."

Doug had recent experience with Carol's abuse and he knew she loved inflicting pain on him. He knew he needed to comply to avoid whatever was happening to him including significant pain.

"No, no, don't do that," said Doug, "I'll open up and you can put them in my mouth."

Jenny shoved the moist panties in Doug's mouth and he moaned as the smell of his older step sister's pussy leapt into his nostrils. He wanted to spit them out but he knew better than to do that, because that would simply give his abusive stepsister an excuse to inflict more pain on him.

Helen sat quietly in the chair opposite Carol, watching everything, she loved watching Carol manipulate and hurt people. But most of all Helen loved watching Carol play with her pussy. Carol knew this and always made sure that Helen was sitting opposite her. But right now Carol wanted to see things start to involve Doug being treated like a sex toy.

"Right Mary, cut his fucking jeans off now, and be careful, we don't want to end up in casualty trying to explain that injury, do we?" Carol said sarcastically.

Mary carefully cut up Doug's jeans one leg at a time and then removed the front section, and managed to get Doug to lift himself off the chair slightly, so she could slide the back part of the jeans off him. Doug was now sitting there with his hands and ankles secured, and nothing but his boxers and a T covering his body. He was red in the face from the embarrassment of being so exposed and at the mercy of these obviously sexually depraved young women.

"Right Jenny it's your turn to show us how fucked up you are," accused Carol, "remove his boxers. Mary give Jenny the scissors so she can cut them off. And Jenny, for fuck sake, be careful."

Jenny looked into Doug's eyes and smiled at him as she took the scissors and said to him, "I'm going to cut your T shirt off first so sit still. Then I'll do your boxers. Don't move!"

Doug swung his head back and forth as though he wanted to say no! But he then stayed completely still to avoid being injured.

After she removed his T-shirt with the scissors, Jenny then cut away the front of his boxers so that everyone in the room could see his cock.

"There's my little brother's big dick," laughed Carol as she pointed at Doug's cock. His cock was semi hard as it spilled out across his leg.

"Jenny, you grab his cock and start getting it hard," instructed Carol, "Mmm, I want everyone to see how hung my little step bro is when he's hard for us."

Doug couldn't help but shudder as Jenny gently stroked him. He moaned into Carol's dripping wet cunty panties while Jenny's soft hand worked up and down his hardening cock. Somehow Jenny knew just how to stroke Doug. It was just in the right way for him.

As she teased him, he groaned, fully savouring the pleasure she was giving him. His cock throbbed as it grew extremely hard in her hand. Doug looked into Jenny's eyes, and she smiled at him, as the pleasure swept through him as she stroked his hard cock.

As Doug's face contorted from Jenny's handiwork, he took great delight in having someone as beautiful as Jenny wanting to be stroking him, even if others were watching it all.

Carol looked at Mary and said, "fuck I want the little bastard to shoot everywhere for us, so I can get off on it. Mary you kiss him and play with his nipples while Jenny is stroking him. And remember I want a good show for my birthday!"

Mary pulled out the panties and thrust her tongue into Doug's mouth. God, thought Doug, this is heaven. He had two hot young women using him like some kind of sex toy.

This was unexpectedly better than he had first thought it might be.

"Mmm, such a big dick for me, and it's all mine," Jenny purred. Her hands danced seductively across the crown of Doug's welcomingly hard dick.

Fucking hell thought Doug, this is so amazingly great, and the only thing that would be better is if Jenny was licking him up rather than using her hand. Jenny was thinking about that too. She wrapped her hand around the shaft of his cock and used her tongue on the top of his cock.

"Yum," said Jenny, "what a tasty little toy you are."

She licked him again. And then harder again across the slit of his cock. Then Jenny used her tongue to swirl around the underneath of Doug's cock's crown, and was bathing him in her juicy saliva.

"Ooh, baby I want that precum now. Make it a delight for me. I want it to be so salty, and an amazing savoury treat," Jenny demanded.

Doug shuddered as she slid her seductively warmed tongue over every bit of Doug's moist hard cock. It was Doug's first time having any woman sucking and licking his cock, and he appreciated just how amazing it felt. Jenny's sloppy long licks had him groaning as his mouth was fucked by Mary's tongue.

Carol watched it all happening, as Doug's toes slowly curled down as he began to get closer to coming. Doug's face told Carol that his balls were drinking in all the pleasure that was shooting down his hard shaft. Carol was playing with her clit as she watched her birthday treat unfolding before her. Time to change things up a little, Carol thought.

"Fuck I want more!" laughed Carol, "Mary, I want you to suck him off now and make him squirm like fuck, but not cum. Jenny, you can kiss him and attack his nipples. But make sure he is crawling around in his prison chair as you do it."

Doug got a slight pause as they changed over, and then Mary slid her lips over his slimy shining cock. Doug groaned into Jenny's mouth as their tongues danced together, as Mary's taunt lips, and finally her mouth, engulfed his hardness. Again and again, Mary's tongue danced around his crown like Jenny's had, but Doug felt the full force of her mouth as she sucked him in a controllably deeply forceful seduction. Her hands were holding his balls, and she could feel them twitching each time she increased the vacuum pressure of her sucking. Doug felt the pressure increase as her tongue snaked out of her increasingly demanding mouth.

Doug was embarrassed to admit that he really did love everything they were doing to him. He wanted to savour this first time of being used as their sex toy. His entire young adult body trembled as he imagined them using him again and again. Doug knew that Mary was simply feasting on him and working her lips up and down his juicy cock, as she was sucking so demandingly the entire time.

Carol was getting bored, it wasn't enough for her birthday, and she wanted even more. Something needed to change so that Doug better understood that this was all about Carol getting exactly what she wanted as her birthday present. Typical man she thought, he needed to simply get special treatment on his stepsister's birthday. Well, it was about her present, not about his pleasure.

So, Carol looked over at Jenny and explained, "Let's get his mouth busy with your pussy rather than your tongue. Get naked Jenny and get up on the arms of the chair so you can lower your pussy into his face. I want him to make you cum over and over again."

Jenny removed all her clothes, and did what Carol instructed. She was a little embarrassed to be naked. But when she checked everyone else in the room, being naked was seemingly insignificant.

Carol spoke directly to Doug, "I can see you're enjoying yourself little step brother. And I'm enjoying the show. Now it's your turn to give Jenny's pussy the attention it deserves. If I'm not happy with how you perform, I'll have Mary crush your balls like I did recently. So don't fucking disappoint me."

Doug knew he wanted to show Jenny how much he appreciated her. As soon as she'd walked into his hiding spot in the house he'd thought she was a cute woman, and he always appreciated a woman with manners.

"Oh, shit, that's so good!" Jenny groaned as she felt Doug start licking her once she had lowered her pussy onto his face.

"Ooh honey, you love my pussy, I know you must because of what you're doing to it," Jenny purred in pleasure, "I love what you're doing! You're such a good boy for eating my pussy so well."

"Anything for you Jenny," Doug admitted, "I loved the way you sucked my cock. And I think you're really hot."

"Mmm, I loved sucking your cock but I really need to cum now. "Make me cum all over your face. Make me cum so your stepsister can get herself off. Ooh fuck, yes like that, you're such a talented boy with that tongue of yours. Just give me more and more," begged Jenny.

Doug knew that he had to be a good toy for these perverted young women. Given Carol's propensity for dishing out pain to him, Doug refused to give her any further reason to enjoy herself like that with his balls.

Finally, he realised he couldn't fight this seduction of his innocence. Really, he was helpless to resist the power his older stepsister was exerting to control him as a sex toy. And in the depths of his lust filled mind it remained the question, why fight it? Mary's mouth felt amazingly great on his rigid cock. So just right now Doug didn't care that he was restrained and being forced against his will to provide a sex show for his sister's birthday. Eating the pussy of the hot young woman he'd just met, while Mary slobbered all over his cock, felt so great he didn't want it to stop.

And being a typical young man, really all that mattered for Doug was just enjoying this pleasure of his cock being stimulated so well, as he relaxed to feast on Jenny's yummy gushing pussy.

Jenny looked at him and demanded, "shove that tongue in there deep and then suck my clit."

Doug plunged his tongue in and out of her warm tart tunnel, as Mary continued to work her mouth up and down his cock. She suckled on it with such hunger, that it was obvious she was treating it like the last lolly pop on earth. Doug didn't understand how Mary could be even more incredible with her mouth and tongue than Jenny had been. He groaned every time Mary slid her lips up his cock, as she made sure the suction increased as she went up his cock. It kept making a popping sound as it slid out.

"Carol it's so amazing, please let me cum" Doug moaned, "it's not fair that she keeps stopping every time I'm about to cum."

"Fuck you little brother, you won't be coming until I have had enough. So, get used to it," scorned Carol.

"That's so good!" interrupted Jenny, "you're eating me out with such enthusiasm. It's fucking great."

Mary gripped around Doug's cock with her lips, and began humming her passionate tongue, as it massaged the tip and shot bliss down into his balls.

Not to be distracted, Doug's tongue shot outwards with fluttered licks through the folds of Jenny's pussy lips. He licked and lapped at her delightful pussy with such an eager hunger for an inexperienced young man. He had to make her cum in an explosive manner that would send Carol over the edge too.

Doug knew he had to make the juices explode onto his face and cause Jenny to lose control so Carol would reward him by allowing him to cum. Doug wanted to cum so badly. He knew the only way Carol would allow him to spurt his juices everywhere, was firstly to ensure that Jenny's eruption of waterfall passion sent Carol off too. That would be the toy's greatest birthday gift for his stepsister.

Funny how wrong Doug was! Carol wanted something else. Watching Jenny was simply not doing it for Carol. It dawned on her that what she needed to see was all that white hot cum pumping out of her little step brother's virginal cock.

"Please Carol!" Doug moaned. "I... I... I'm trying my best with Jenny but she just can't get there. Please let Mary go, go, go, until my cock spurts out for your birthday."

Carol moved off her chair and over towards where Mary was kneeling to suck on Doug's cock. Then she said to Mary, "move Mary I want to be the one that gets him to shoot his load. It's my birthday and I want the birthday toy to explode with cum for me."

"Little bitch you make sure that Jenny cums soon or you'll be suffering some serious pain," threatened Carol

"Mmm, are you going to erupt and flood your stepsister's mouth," Mary asked Doug as she looked up at him, "Seems like that's what she wants."

Mary had stopped sucking him as Carol moved closer, and then she stood up. And therefore, Carol was able to move into her position and use the captured cock as her toy unhindered.

As Doug felt Carol engulf his cock, it twitched and jerked pleasantly in her mouth. And pleasure shot through Doug's cock as Carol used her tongue to massage the underside between his cock's stalk and crown. Doug could feel his balls rising up, as they tightened up against his body.

The attention she directed at him was creating a wonderful ache that swelled at the tip of his cock. Carol could feel his hard dick twitching from the ache he was enjoying. Carol wanted to see close up that mighty burst of first rapturous cum.

Trying to manipulate her toy for her pleasure, while her mouth was engulfing his cock, her left hand cupped his balls, and her right hand was busy swirling around teasing her clit.

Unlike the previous agony she'd inflicted on Doug, this time Carol kneaded his soft pliable balls with demanding gentle pressure that focused on the creamy solution to her lust. It was too much stimulation for her toy, and Doug's cock ached as it swelled further at the tip of his hard cock.

Surely, he'd be able to soon experience that explosive release that he so desperately wanted. There wasn't much more that Carol could do, Doug wouldn't be able to hold back his eruption much longer. Given his state of mind, Doug just lusted to fill his stepsister's mouth full of his creamy spurts.

Even as he moved closer to cuming for his stepsister, he hadn't forgotten her threat, and he was forcefully using strong ice cream licks around Jenny's clit. He was carefully making sure to never actually touch her clit with his tongue. And then, when she least expected he'd give her clit a gentle suck with his lips to tease it out further.

Jenny looked at Carol, and said, "he's doing a brilliant job on my pussy. It's the best I've ever had."

Amazingly Doug was feeling so powerful, even while tied tightly to the chair, knowing his first blowjob was from his nasty bitch of a stepsister. It was amusing to him that it would now be at his stepsister's birthday that he would have his first orgasm, caused by something other than his own hand.

Doug pushed his face away from Jenny pussy as he screamed, "Fuck, fuck, fuck," as his final pre orgasm mind captured the taunt muscles across his whole body.

He shoved his face back tightly against Jenny welcoming pussy as Doug felt his cock erupt. As his cum spurted from his cock, Carol released his cock and watched as the cream jumped like an excited spurting fountain all over her face. She smiled in her success, as her toy fired over and over again from his cock, to celebrate her birthday. Each shot slammed out and leapt blissfully onto her grinning face and luscious neck. In Carol's mind, as she played with her clit, the cream globs landing on her, meant she was the victor and as she orgasmed a burst of stars crossed her vision. She shut her eyes as her own orgasm crashed through her like a tidal wave, and she enjoyed the freedom of body surfing it.

"Oh, fuck yes, hold fucking shit!" she yelled as she strummed her clit as another orgasm leapt through her and caused all the muscles in her butt and arse to spasm.

"That's... that's it... Yes! Give me more that nasty hot cream my bitch of a fucking toy," demanded Carol.

The tartan cream that had gushed out of his cock now ran down across her smeared face and neck. She could feel little orgasms as after shocks of orgasms rolled through her.

Finally, Doug groaned and bucked in ultimate release, the pleasure had slammed through his mind, and he was now completely exhausted. Doug felt himself enter a period of slow and regular shudders, the final realisation of how great it felt to explode and release.

Poor Jenny thought Doug, she was left to contemplate that neither sibling seemed interested in her orgasm once they had cum. She jumped down off the chair and started dressing, once it became obvious.

All this, such a long time ago, Doug pondered from the doorway of his sedated stepsister's resort bedroom. How was he to know that it would be the orgasm that turned out to be the best of his life. No matter what he did, who he slept with, nothing had ever come close to replicating that amazing release of pleasure that he had as a toy on Carol's birthday.

Now with Carol lying sedated in the bed just near him, without any opportunity to wake up for hours, Doug contemplated revenge. Was it revenge, because he really wanted to show her just how wonderful it had been for him, in retrospect, all those years ago. Yes, she may have created the circumstance that allowed her to enjoy him as her toy for her birthday surprise, but it had been really wonderful for him. Doug felt like they had both ultimately achieved a level of pleasure that tied them closely together. Even if they both had refused to acknowledge how that experience had impacted each of them.

Even now he wondered if it was better to repeat the forced pleasure. She had taken his innocence from him when she'd captured him and used him for her ultimate pleasure on that day. Perhaps he should let her sleep and then force her to be his toy once she was awake. He knew that in her current traumatised state, once awake he'd be able to force her to do whatever he wanted.