My sister,my sex slave(4)

"And I am just the guy to know where to start eating her," Leo said. Norma looked up when she heard his voice and he was standing in the

doorway, looking at her and she could see that he was impressed. He set his glass down on the top of a bureau and then he was walking toward her and she was moving away from him. She finished her drink and set the glass down and when Joyce moved in front of Leo and she began kissing him, Norma was tempted to flee.

"You have such charming ideas," Joyce said to Leo. "I'm sure that what you have in mind wouldn't hurt my baby. It might be rather interesting to watch."

Joyce put her hand down and her fingers outlined a massive organ, fiercely erect in Leo's trousers. Joyce made a soft, pleased sound and she stepped away from Leo. She sat down on the bed and she gulped the rest of her drink. She held the glass out to Leo.

"Make three, dear," she said, coaxingly. "I will talk to my lovely youngster and see how she feels about things."

Handsome Leo went out, grinning. He was back with the three drinks on a tray; he handed one to Norma with hands that were shaking. Hers shook, too, and she wished she could understand why she felt so brave so suddenly.

Leo sat beside Joyce and examined Norma intently. She knew that the tiny bikini hid nothing at all and simply outlined every little crease of her genitalia.

"Walk around, dear," Joyce said. "Let us admire you from every angle."

Norma obeyed; and as she pirouetted and pranced around, she knew that her bottom was absolutely bare and the way Leo was looking at it, it was bewitching. Joyce crooked her finger at her and she went to stand at the edge of the bed, between Leo and her mother.

"Isn't my baby a real stunner? Joyce said. She smiled at Leo and when he nodded, Joyce giggled like a schoolgirl. Leo was licking his lips as he stared at her and Norma wished he would look somewhere else for a change.

He didn't look elsewhere. Instead, he reached out and touched Norma's pubis; when she caved in and tried to back away, Joyce laughed at her shyness. Leo's fingers caught the edge of her bikini and he ripped the small triangle to shreds and she was naked from the bottom of her breasts to the bottom of her feet. She was outraged and in a panic and when she expected Joyce to make some protest or to object, she wasted her time. Leo's fingers began kneading and massaging her supersensitive flesh and each time he pushed his fat finger forward in her deep cleft he slipped his finger far up inside of her and she could feel every little millimeter a(his finger. His thumb massaged and teased her tiny, inexperienced clitoris and when she came in his palm he laughed at her and Joyce hugged him while her mouth kissed his lips and her tongue slipped inside.

"Don't you hurt my pretty little baby," Joyce said, in between the passionate kisses she was plastering all over Leo's mouth. He pushed Joyce away from him and then he got up onto his feet. His hands whisked away the tiny bra and then his fingers were fondling the virginal breasts. Joyce sat and watched him, her eyes filled with a strange expression. On the one hand she was the proud female who had created this fantastic beauty, and she was also a very much disturbed woman who was suddenly jealous of a young girl who had obviously captivated that which she felt belonged to her. "For God's sake, Leo, Joyce cried out, almost hysterically, "don't rape the kid. Don't lose your head over a young cunt."

"Sure," Leo said, amiably. His hands were busy with Norma's breasts and crotch and she was helpless in his powerful grasp. He was hurting her and he didn't seem to care. He put his mouth over one of her nipples and she felt the sharp pain as his teeth cut into the sensitive flesh. She gasped and he began licking her breast and sucking the nipple just like an ambitious baby.

Leo pulled her onto the bed and she began to resist and he was hurting her horribly, squeezing one of her buttocks harshly in his big grip. She cried out and she could hear Joyce moaning and whimpering as Leo settled the bulk of his body down on top of Norma and then his mouth was on hers and he was kissing her and she was whimpering and moaning, too, her body alive with seething protest and anguished outrage.

"Oh, no," Joyce was moaning, "please no, Leo. Don't hurt my baby. Please no."

Leo moved in the bed and then Norma could feel his palms cupping her buttocks and then she felt his tongue sliding into her most intimate opening and she cried out in protest and he thought it was joy. He began flicking his tongue in and out and then his lips were tightly pressed to her flesh and his expert mouth and tongue and mobile lips drove her out of her mind with unimagined ecstasies. She ached with the need to fight him, the raw desire to get away, but the things that he was doing to her robbed her of all strength and she was unable to move, to resist him in any way.