Disclaimer: I do not own The Waking Dead. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Maggie Greene was lucky that when she and her sister were found by Darryl she had been in the shower. Beth had at least been reasonable enough to leave her a towel, luckily left behind by any raiders, meaning there was a perfectly logical explanation for her state of undress. And he was too preoccupied to notice she had to go back to her sleeping quarters to find some close. It could have been much worse.
Much, much worse, as not only had Maggie got used to being naked all the time, but she was constantly getting fucked in all sorts of lewd ways by her little sister. Hell, it had been the first time all week that Beth had let her shower alone, and that was only because she needed to go and find food. Instead she had found Darryl, and had no choice but to bring him back to their hideaway.
That had been it. Once they met up with Darryl of course they had to leave in search of the others, and eventually Maggie was reunited with her beloved Glenn, and she was genuinely overwhelmingly happy to see him. But, things had changed. Maggie tried to tell herself thing would go back to the way they were. That tomorrow would be the day that she was normal again, and not craving the touch of her little sister.
But it never happened. They had gone from 0 to 60 and then back again so fast, and all Maggie wanted was just 10. Or 20. Or whatever else Beth would give her. God, she would take everything and anything her baby sister was willing to give her. She just needed her again. She needed her so badly. But did Beth need Maggie?
During the entire long, twisting journey from the sports club to Alexandria they barely looked at each other, let alone exchange words. Maybe Beth had got it out of her system? Maybe Beth was done with her? Maybe she wanted a nice girl, a normal girl, someone like Tara who she could date out in the open. Or maybe a man?
There were plenty of them around, and it almost looked like Beth was flirting with Darryl from time to time. Maggie remembered each and every one of those times, but her blood boiled with jealousy so much she couldn't help but give Darryl a warning look, who mistook it for sisterly protection rather than the more serious truth of it.
Who was Maggie to deny Beth a normal life if that was what she wanted now? After all, it wouldn't be out of character for Beth to tell her a bunch of pretty lies to make the best out of a bad situation, but now Beth had options, would she really want to be with her own sister? It wasn't like they could even go public, as their small community would be appalled, disgusted and maybe throw them out.
Even her beloved Glenn surely wouldn't stomach such a perverted betrayal. And what could Maggie even offer, apart from her body, which desperately felt like it needed it's owner back. That need eventually pushed Maggie to make the most selfish decision of her life. It took a while to summon up the courage but eventually Maggie knocked on the door to the house that Beth had been given.
The younger sibling answered quickly and then the two of them remaining silent for a few long seconds before Maggie murmured, "Hi."
"Hi..." Beth replied, then after a brief hesitation offered, "Ya wanna come in."
"Yes." Maggie smiled happily, quickly walking in once Beth moved out of the way.
Beth then close the door behind her and grumbled, "I, I ain't going to say anythin'. If, if that's what ya worried about."
"That's not why I'm here." Maggie admitted softly.
"Then why are ya?" Beth asked softly.
Beth tried not to get her hopes up, and totally failed. She just couldn't help it. Seeing Glenn again had been a huge wake-up call. Or more accurately, seeing her sister reunited with her husband had been a wake-up call. Beth had genuinely thought he was dead, and even if he wasn't they would never see him or the others again.
But they more or less all reunited, with a few obvious and heart-wrenching exceptions, and Beth had thought that would be it for her blossoming relationship with Maggie. After all, now her sister was happy with the man she loved, how could she that take from her? Besides, sneaking around would be difficult at best, and it would be highly likely they would be caught, and who knows what would happen after that.
So Beth tried, and mostly failed, to move on and now here was Maggie giving her hope. It seemed to be too good to be true, but after a few long seconds Maggie closed the distance between them and pressed her lips to hers. For a few long seconds Beth was too stunned to react. Then she grabbed Maggie firmly by the waist and pulled her into her and deepened the kiss.
God, Beth so wanted to take Maggie right here and now, but there was a small chance that someone would see them through the windows. Besides, upstairs was better equipped. So reluctantly Beth broke the kiss and, after regaining her breath, gave her sister her first order in weeks.
"Bedroom!" Beth ordered simply, emphasising her next words with a firm slap to Maggie's butt, "Now!"
Maggie yelped, and then whimpered, "Yes Beth."
As she replied Maggie pulled away and scurried towards the stairs while Beth smirked and followed closely behind, already feeling the dominance she had felt back in the golf club when it had just been the two of them. She then continued smirking as she continued following closely behind while ascending the stairs, meaning that Beth got an up close look at Maggie's butt.
The butt Beth hadn't been able to stop thinking about ever since she first fucked it, especially through these past few weeks of hell that she hadn't been allowed to touch it. And oh, was she going to take full advantage now. Well, maybe not spank it. After all, Maggie had been a very, very good girl. Yes spanking could wait till later. For now Beth fully intended to reward her sister for good behaviour.
That included spinning her around and kissing her as soon as they were in Beth's new bedroom. In fact, Beth jumped up into the bigger girls arms, the momentum causing them to topple backwards and onto the bed, the two girls briefly breaking the kiss to giggle with delight before getting right back to it, even more passionately than before.
Which didn't exactly make it easy for Beth to remove their clothes, and it wasn't like she had a lot of practice thanks to her rule about Maggie not wearing clothes, but she just about managed it in the middle of a long drawn-out kissing session, Maggie helping the best she could, even if that just meant lifting her arms, legs and butt when necessary.
Maggie had been taken aback to see Beth seaming all quiet and unsure of herself again. It was weird enough when other people were around, but somehow she thought Beth would immediately switch back to dominant mode and demand Maggie to get down on her knees and eat her pussy, or more likely bend over for a butt fucking or possibly a spanking, the second they were alone together.
Sadly that wasn't the case, and it had been up to Maggie to make the first move, in the process giving her the fleeting idea she could actually top Beth for once. Which was quickly shattered as Dom Beth seemed to return the instant Maggie kissed her, which was good, because only Dom Beth could give Maggie what she clearly needed.
At first that was just a lot of kissing, all of which Maggie more than welcomed, but more importantly than that she got a wonderful hint of things to come every time Beth squeezed, and occasionally even slapped, her butt. Then they were both naked on the bed together, Beth finally breaking the kiss to start working on her neck.
Which Maggie knew she should complain about, and sure enough before she could make up her mind whether to complain or not Beth's teeth sunk down her neck, giving her a mark which would be difficult to hide from her husband, but she didn't care, because she was being marked as what she truly was. Beth's bitch. Oh God, Maggie wasn't Glenn's wife. She was Beth's lesbian bitch.
Proving that to be even more true Beth then started touching what only Maggie's husband should be touching, but none of it belonged to him. It was Beth's. It was all Beth's. Both sisters knew it, and Beth was proving it with every grope of Maggie's boobs and butt, but especially when a hand slid down between Maggie's legs and gently started caressing her pussy.
That happened sooner than Maggie was anticipating, but she welcomed it with a sharp cry of pleasure, which made her so grateful they were surrounded by four walls, and up on a second floor no less, out of reach of anyone or anything that might have heard them engaging in this obscenely forbidden act.