The lights had been out for close to 30 minutes. True to my intention: I didn't try anything lewd with Anin, but I do have trouble sleeping without an orgasm... For 20 minutes I ran my hand over my bare pussy, using my second and fourth fingers to spread my lips while my middle finger slipped in, and put pressure on my clit with the underside of my knuckle. Lords below it's hot masturbating next to someone without them knowing. Fingering myself, and playing with my pierced nipple and clit while doing everything in my power to stay silent when the sparks of orgasm hit and my finger was soaked in my love juices.
And all while I listened for the sounds of Anin's breathing to change. I had a theory you see. Something I wanted to check. Sure enough: Anin was simply staying still while she pretended to sleep with her back to me. It took another 10 minutes for her breathing to change. She was finally asleep. I wish it had lasted.
I had finally managed to start dozing, reaching that place where the mind starts blending the waking world and your dreams into a kaleidoscope of images and thoughts that race faster than you can remember them. And then screaming that woke me. "No! Get away! Get away!" Anin was thrashing, while trying to protect herself from an attacker that wasn't there.
I rolled over and tried to pin Anin down, but her body is naturally stronger than mine, and I lack the get up and go that a frightened and panicking trained combatant possesses. "Open your eyes Anin! It's Nuna, you're safe, I promise!" Anin planted her foot against my chest and kicked me back, but I was able to grab her leg and avoid falling to the floor. I lurched forward to get back on top of her, this time using my thumbs to pry her eyelids open "Come on Anin, please look at me!"
She finally stopped struggling, slowly opening her eyes as she fell still. "Na-Nuna?" She gulped down her panic, slowly letting her tensed muscles relax, breathing slowing into a normal rhythm, before she started panicking again "No-all a lie, it's all a lie..." she whimpered.
"No-no-no! The Doll is with Nina, remember? She has it, think back to when you were first born." That got her to calm down slightly at first, slowly, easing into a more relaxed state. Anin took a breath under me, then let it out carefully.
"I'm fine, get off of me." She ordered through grit teeth, and shaking arms.
"Only if you promise to answer me truthfully." Anin nodded her chest was still heaving from deep breaths. I released her, and sat back. "You've been having nightmares since you were born, haven't you? About the Doll I mean." Anin's silence told me everything. "You haven't been sleeping much, I had worried that was the case." Seeing Anin's confusion, I thought it best to confess my intrusions into her personal life. "I thought it was best I did a little checking with Kuro, Twinessi, Keishara, and Doc, even Vashti, and Xati. They all told me the same thing: you'll stay the night with them, but you aren't there when they wake up."
"Oh fuck off." Anin tucked her knees to her chest, hiding her otherwise exposed nipples. "Not like you have any reason to care. Go back to fucking anyone willing to offer you a gold piece." She sounded upset, but something to understand about me and my sisters: we're prickly when we feel threatened, it's how we keep ourselves and loved ones safe.
"I do have a reason to care Anin." I leaned forward to put a hand on hers "I care because whether you like it or not: we are sisters-perhaps not by blood or promise or any of that mushy stuff, but we may as well have come out of the same womb and nut sack." my other hand came up to Anin's chin, directing her gaze to my eyes. "And that means that we have no one else we can turn to: we still have each other."
Anin was silent for a few long moments. Finally she spoke quietly "How did you know I was having nightmares about the Doll?" The cursed Needful Doll our big sister -Nina- had found by happenstance still haunts us, her mental copies. The Doll killed her horrifically, and it was only thanks to magic our sister came back. Sadly, getting rid of the cursed Doll is not an easy thing, and even Nina still suffers nightmares about its assault on her.
"Well..." I rubbed the back of my head, caught in an unfortunate truth, and sat on my knees. "I have the same nightmares if I don't wear myself out. I guess my nightmares aren't as bad as yours though." Collecting my thoughts, I let out a relieved breath, glad to finally be having this conversation. "If I had to guess, it's because I was basically born high, Nina was
extremely
intoxicated when she and Doc made me, so maybe I'm just too happy to be afraid? That or too horny... both?" I pondered with a finger on my cheek. "Probably both. Either way: my nightmares aren't nearly as bad as I think yours are." Shitty as it was to say: the thing that made me the worst protector of the three of us, also made me the most free of the fear that gripped my sisters back then.
"That must be nice..." Anin mumbled.
"You know Anin," I leaned closer "I only sleep as well as I do because I cum my brains out, you should try it too." Anin blinked at me, not sure what I was getting up to. Until I slipped a hand between her long luscious legs, and the other over her shoulder holding her close. "Remember Sis: when you have no one else to turn to, you can turn to me."
She turned red in an instant, mumbling protests as I slipped my left leg under her right, and my right leg over her left, letting our lower lips meet where I had lowered her panties. "Na-Nuna! What are you-!" I cut her off with a wet, passionate kiss, sucking her tongue into my mouth so my teeth could graze her taste buds, applying just enough pressure to threaten pain, but not inflict it.
I broke the kiss. A single strand of saliva trailing between us, splitting between our tits that heaved from heavy lusting breaths. "I know you hate to admit it, but sisterly incest is the norm for us thanks to Nina. And I know you enjoy this as much as I do, afterall: incest is
win
cest." I grinned, proud of my pun, and rocked my pelvis against hers making her wince in, grinding and scissoring our lusts between our pussy's, soaking her panties in our fluids as I pulled her bra over her head, tossed it to the side, and wrapped my right leg behind Anin's hips so she couldn't escape.
"Knock it off Nuna." Anin Commanded. I kept up my movements, rubbing our cunts together and smearing them in each other's juices. The smell of sex and vaginal fluids filled the room, and-oh, the sound of wet pussy being spread, and pressed! A disgusting mix of squelching sounds that awakens thoughts of hard raw dick spreading labias and pumping babies into the moist folds to drip out of her twitching and used snatch, or to flow into her womb and mark her as your own! It's enough to make a girl want to drop to her knees and impale herself on the first hard object she can find!
Anin dared to resist again "Let me go Nuna..." she was whimpering, struggling to control herself as she began succumbing to her carnal needs.
"Dear Sister." I pulled her close enough to whisper in her ear "That's not our safe word." I was daring her to stop me, she only had to say
'Dancer'
in our native abyssal. Instead, Anin only whimpered, caught between her want for release, and her bizarre resistance to my advances. I redoubled my actions, moaning loudly and letting my head lull back for a moment before bringing my head back up to my sister's. We rolled our clits against one another, then I took a handful of her silky hair and pulled our faces together until our foreheads touched and we were breathing into the other's panting mouth.
My other hand went to the mattress behind me for more support, bracing me as we sinfully wiggled and writhed. Anin played with her tits, still struggling to keep herself contained even as she pulled my waist in with her other hand. We gyrated our hips, and kissed deeply, our lips meeting to let our tongues invade one another and fight for dominance in a battle soaked in saliva and want. Cunts rubbing, and loins aching. The sheets were soaked, and the room reeked. With my right right hand and Anin's left holding us upright together, I was able to move my left from behind me to between our private places "Come on Anin, give it to me."
Anin's body had been modified for being bred by men, and for breeding women. A little gift our big sister had made for her. My fingers played at her, sliding between us so my middle finger could effortlessly slip in her wet cunt and pinch her g-spot from the outside with my thumb. Anin gasped and moaned, and her belly shuddered at the sudden intrusion "Please... stop Nuna!" She begged between hot panting breaths. I refused of course; she started bucking the moment my finger was in her, and her pussy tightened around my digit like she was milking dick. She wanted this, but she also likes being forced to submit, a little tidbit I had picked up.
"No." I cooed.
Suddenly, her breathing changed, and her pussy seized on my finger like a vise, and soaked my skin in her wonderful tart love juices. It was her first modification: a series of muscles that clamps down when she suffers an orgasm, and the wonderful pain of trying to crush whatever is in her, making her orgasm stronger and last longer. "Ah! F-u-ck!" Her lungs seizing made her words sound like blissful sobs. Her powerful legs shook, spasmed, her left leg kicked outward then back in as her brain spazzed out. I didn't stop finger fucking her, even when her heel beat against my ass cheeks, then pressed hard like she meant to break my pelvis in two. I lost track of how long she was clamped on my finger-or rather, I lost track of how long we had been fucking, but how long she was cumming on my finger like a bitch in heat is more important, and hotter. At last she released me; letting go with her hands, and cunt, and falling onto her back taking heaving deep breaths.
I watched her tummy tighten, and quiver with every breath, savoring the sight of her as much as I savored her taste on my finger. Whether we have our Original's succubus blood or not, our libido is still stupid high, and we both get off on the desires of others. In that moment: finally breaking her weeks-long dry spell was Anin's desire, making my sister cum was mine. Licking my finger was just me getting a sultry taste, and being a dirty little whore. And neither of us were done.
I leaned down so I could suck her tits, smiling when she moaned under my dancing tongue. While I sucked and rolled her perfect pink nipples between my teeth, I slid my left leg out from under her, then around her hip so I was straddling her, and slipped my hand between our pussies again, this time keeping my palm open and lathering my skin in our fluids, rhythmically humping the back of hand to add pressure, making Anin gasp and grind back in return. I looked up at her, still keeping my mouth on her skin, continuing to suckle, and dance with my tongue. Anin's eyes were shut, and her head tilted back when she took deep gasping breaths that turned into desperate moans and whimpers under my ministrations.
"Let me have it, Anin." I demanded with my teeth still on her skin. I changed my tactics, slipping my middle finger into her pussy, then trailing up to her clit making her yelp in pleasure, and finally I worked my digit under her clit hood, looking for her other modification.
"Wa-wait, don't-!"
I gently worked my finger into her hidden hole, dilating her opening to make it harder to keep my prize restrained as I leaned back to sit on her hips. "Mine." I whispered while removing my finger. Almost at once, Anin cried out from the stimulation of physical release, and her pocket member shot out to full mast, impaling me on her meat rod that crashed against my cervix like a battering ram. "Ah... fuck! Lords Below, it's good!" I cried. This was her second modification. A cock that quickly swells during arousal, making her cunt so impossibly tight that even a small cock feels big. And it was mine to enjoy, milk, and fuck! It took another moment for me to regain some measure of composure, but my body had started bouncing on her wonderful she-cock before I even had myself back together. At a full 7 inches long, and a good handful in thickness, it's a gut bruiser with an extra surprise for
really
spoiling a girl at the end.
I dug my nails into Anin's skin, leaving shallow scratches on her tits I pawed at and smooshed like a cat with a blanket. "How's my pussy sis? Everything you could have hoped for?" She kept her eyes screwed shut. She was tense, unwilling to engage, or put her hands on me. I swung my legs over her quivering body, rotating around so I faced away, bouncing harder, and swiveling my hips to spell out words I'm too dumb and horny to figure out how to spell. "How's that, Anin? Better not having to see my face?" I asked, watching the bump moving in my pelvis, massaging and rolling the metal piercing against my clit, pinching my nipple and twisting the ring in my pink areola. I wasn't expecting Anin to wrap her hand up in my hair and jerk my head back, or her other hand to grab my hips so she could slam against my g-spot with her full force.
