Hot Summer Job/Bring Larissa's motions to Carrie's attention

"It looks like Larissa is having fun," you note with a nod.

"What?" Rissa replies, her hands continuing to fidget between her thighs.

Carrie smiles at her youngest. "Mmhmm, she's being a bit naughty isn't she?"

Larissa shifts her feet, digging her fingers in. "No I'm not."

"She's in love with Riley now," taunts Kylie.

Larissa lashes out when her sister joins in. "Staawp! Am not!"

"But you are. You're at least in love with his cock."

"Leave your sister alone," scolds Carrie.

"But she wants it, look. Why else is she playing with herself? I bet she wants it inside her."

Larissa presses her hands tighter against her mound, glancing around the room sheepishly. Carrie isn't impressed though.

"Kylie, that's enough."

The teenager gets her back up. "It's not my fault she's a slut."

"Kylie!"

Yup, Kylie is still bitter about what happened earlier. You don't think she's trying to get you in trouble, but she's more than willing to take out her frustrations on her little sister. You probably should have left Larissa to masturbate in peace. The poor girl is definitely hot and bothered by all of this but you played an even bigger part in that than Carrie is aware. It's bad enough that you made out with her, but blowing your load all over her and Kylie is something you don't want to have come up in conversation..

"You're not a slut," you offer to the grade schooler. "Everyone does it."

"Okay..." she replies cluelessly, fingers still poking at her sex. She can't be that naive can she? She's probably not even listening.

"Yeah, everyone masturbates in front of their mom," Kylie adds, pawing at the front of her own crotch mockingly.

"Kylie, you just don't know when to quit do you?" Carrie sighs. She walks up to her oldest and grabs her by the wrist. "I think we need to put that tongue of yours to good use. And it just so happens that your sister needs a good tonguing."

"W-what?" Kylie asks, shocked by what her mom is suggesting. She can't have a problem with it since she did it voluntarily a couple hours ago, but the idea of her mom encouraging this is blowing her mind a little.

"You heard me." Carrie yanks Kylie closer to Larissa. "You're going to do something useful with your mouth for once."

"But that's... y-you said... you're not supposed to do that."

"Yeah, yeah. Well giving someone an orgasm is hardly the worst thing you can do to them. But in order to punish you I think we can make an exception. Down."

Carrie tugs on Kylie's arm, guiding her to the carpet. The dumbfounded teen drops to her knees, no longer able to offer any smart remarks.

"You're making her lick my vagina?" asks Rissa, a smirk creeping up her cheek.

Carrie continues to push Kylie around until she gets her on all fours. "Whether you know it or now, I'm doing you a favor. Most girls don't get eaten out until highschool, if they're lucky."

Larissa looks over in your direction and chuckles. You really hope she doesn't say anything. Larissa is more likely to let something slip than Kylie. At least you assume Kylie has more experience with lying.

Leaving Kylie on her hands and knees, Carrie walks behind her youngest and pulls the girl's hands to her sides, uncovering her bald little mound.

"No more of that. That's your sister's job. But... if you want you can do this.."

Carries leans down and reaches her hands around to Rissa's thighs. She dips her fingers into her daughter's slit before prying open the pink little flower. Larissa tucks her hands up beneath her chin, the weirdest grin on her face.

"This will help. Kylie, show your sister what I mean."

The nervous teenager takes wary steps forward on her hands towards her sister's open snatch. You hear a phone ring but given what's about to happen no one pays it much attention to it. Kylie gradually closes the distance, then darts her head forward with her tongue out, a quick lick teasing her little sister's sex. Larissa squirms and squeals.

"Ah! That tickles!"

"It wouldn't if she did it right," Carrie grumbles, moving away. "Just hold yourself open like that 'kay?"

Larissa sheepishly follows orders, opening her nubile folds to the air. Carrie meanwhile switches back to her older daughter, grabbing her by the hair.

"You need to get in there."

"Mmphh!"

Carrie forces Kylie's mouth against Rissa's pussy. The teen doesn't take her punishment quietly, but she isn't fighting either. Muffled groans are met with a gasp from Larissa.

"How's that?" asks Carrie of her youngest. Kylie pulls her head back far enough to complain.

"This is gross." There's not a lot of sincerity behind that complaint. Carrie quickly pushes her face back into position before letting go.

"Your lips better stay locked to hers until I say so. That tongue only knows how to do one thing right now. But it's okay if you think this is gross. It is a punishment after all."

Larissa chuckles to herself again. Whether from further ticklish ministrations or the entire situation is unclear, but Kylie finally commits to the task. Her head tilted back and butt in the air as she leans into her sissy's cunt.

You've idly started stroking your cock while all of this has been happening. When Carrie walks toward you your grip suddenly falls away, not wanting to get caught with your hand in the cookie jar. But it seems Carrie is up for some baking. She slips her hand over your shaft and starts pumping you with a steady rhythm. Before you can comment she's already breathing down your throat, literally. Her tongue finds it's way into your mouth and she sighs heavily giving you a hint of the alcohol she's consumed so early this afternoon. Your hands instinctively roam her torso. You push her tube top up, freeing her perky tits. With one squeeze she moans and bites your bottom lip, pulling away.

The two of you look back toward the sisters in the middle of the room. They're definitely both watching you out of the corner of their eyes but neither has moved an inch, obediently taking their punishment head on.

"Gawd... I want to fuck them both," Carrie whispers to you, still tugging on your cock. You can't even believe she's telling you this.

"Wow. R-really?"

Carrie gives you a look, then flips your cock up so she can play with your balls. "Don't give me that shit. Just look at them."

You don't feel like you've blinked for several minutes now, but you redouble your focus on Carrie's offspring. You notice one of Larissa's legs trembling before she draws in a deep breath and releases a slow sigh. Kylie has stopped pretending and is eating her sister out with as much enthusiasm as she had earlier. Her head is moving and bobbing into her little sister's pussy quite eagerly.

"Would you not fuck them?"

There cannot be a world where it is okay for you to answer that question. So you don't. You just continue to stare at the interlocked siblings, kneading Carrie's tits while she plays with your balls. A few minutes go by like this, the silence only disturbed by the occasional whimper or moan and the smacking of lips on lips.

"Kylie... are you going to make your sister cum?" inquires Carrie. Her tongue-tied daughter does not respond. "Fine, you won't answer me? Riley, bring me her pants."

Hearing this, Kylie abruptly pulls away from her task. "But you told me not to talk!"

"That's right, I did. So why are you talking? Get to work!"

Kylie scowls but promptly returns to her sister's glistening spread open slit.

"C-caaaAAN... I s-sit down?" stutters Larissa.

"You don't nee-"

DING-dong

Everyone turns toward the front door. Someone is here? Who? And why would they ruin this amazing moment?

"Shit! Uhh..." Carrie starts freaking out slightly. She turns left, then right, then pulls her tube top back over her tits. Composing herself to some degree she barks blindly at the room. "No one move."

You're practically in view of the door, so you're not following that order. You get closer to Rissa and Kylie as Carrie walks to the entrance, tugging at her clothes and preening her hair. You're all holding your breath when you hear the door open.

"Oh! Hi Susan! Good to see you!" Carrie oozes with sweetness.

"Sorry to bother you Carol. Is my son here?"

The girls both look over at you. Never have you felt a greater need to run.

"Riley? Oh... no. Well, he was, yes. I think he went home."

"You think? Well I know he isn't home. Dan and I are heading out of town and he's supposed to be looking after his sister."

"He is a great babysitter, isn't he?" Carrie notes awkwardly.

"Yes... Do you know where he is?"

"Nope! Definitely not here."

"Well would you mind looking after Bree this weekend? I know it's a lot to ask on short notice, but we can't wait on Riley any longer."

"Sure! We'd be happy to!" Carrie sounds a little too happy about this if you're being honest.

"Thank you so much Carol! I owe you one."

"Nonsense! You two go have fun."

"Bye sweetheart. You listen to Carol, okay?"

"Yes mom."

"Good girl. Bye! Thanks again!"

A second wave of panic washes over the room. Larissa is the first to react, snatching her panties off the floor then bouncing on one foot trying to get into them. Kylie weirdly drops onto her stomach, rubbing her mouth in an oddly contented manner. You can only look down stupidly. Will this erection never go away?

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