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Slut Sister-in-law (HotTexasCowboy & ChrisGabriel)

HotTexasCowboy

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Nancy moved about the kitchen, watching three pans cooking at the same time. It was her turn to prepare dinner; but it was always her turn. Her older step-sister, Miss Perfect, as Nancy called her in her mind, was too busy on the phone with or on Facebook, telling the world how wonderful and incredible was her life. At least that was better than her being with Nancy, doing the same. Nancy was not at all happy with her current blended family. They were no Brady Bunch, for sure. Nancy and her older brother, who was lucky to be away in his third year of college, had no say in the matter when their mother married the new love of her life, Brandon. He was, admittedly, a pretty handsome man for an older dude, Nancy thought, and always nice to his new step-children. But as a single father before his re-marriage, he had spoiled his only daughter, and now they (especially Nancy) was having to live with the obnoxious 18-year-old.

Nancy could be a bit precocious herself at times. She was a lot smarter than her sixteen years. She was already a grade-level ahead of her peers, and taking advance-placement courses as well. Even Brandon called her a genius, which made his own daughter steam up and be especially mean to Nancy the first chance she got. Socially, maybe not so advanced; Nancy found it hard to find guys, or even girls who would relate to her as close friends, much less as dates. Not that Nancy didn't find sex a fascinating subject, constantly researching the subject online. It didn't help that her older step-sister belittled anyone she associated with almost as much as she did Nancy herself.

Finally, Nancy had had enough. Her step-father was out of town on a business trip (he was taking far too many of those in the year since Nancy's mother had died suddenly) leaving the older sister "in charge" of the two of them. Nancy had finally decided it was time to take her step-sister down a peg, or two or a dozen. She had stayed after in chem class several days over the last two weeks, preparing her special surprise. As she spooned out the spaghetti and meat sauce for tonight's dinner, it was time to serve up more than dinner. Mixed in with her sister's grated cheese were crystals of the concoction she had created, one that would change her sister's attitude, among other things, forever.

And then Nancy would be in charge, and she planned to have a lot of fun. Setting the plates in place at the table, she called her sister down to supper.
 
Claudia was only a bottle blonde, but she knew how to outjockey her peers in high-school. But with finishing it she found herself in deep water, her skills that worked like her charm in a teenaged crowd did not helped her get a better place in life. Well, except if she really played her blonde persona, but for that she did not had big enough breasts, nor she had interest to loose her mind and become a mall-babe who only needed a hairless bodybuilder businessman.

Of course, with her father all enamored with his new family, Claudia was pumping for all the attention and money she could get, knowing well that if she went to college, she would be too far away to be the daddy's little girl she always was... And Claudia knew herself well enough that when she finished her higher education, she would never ever play the same cards as easily as she was now. Daddy's little blonde angel was neither blonde, nor soo little any more, but she loved the easy life...

And she loved to boss around her nerdy step-sister, even if Nancy could not see she only wanted to help her in the school where Claudia already reached the top position before she left. And with Nancy blundering through her carefully considered schemes, Claudia now did not had a step-sister on the same level as all of her so called friends, but the supposedly genius was almost everybody's doormat in the school... And Claudia's at their home where Claudia finally got to punish her step-sister for all of her flustrations with said sisters unsuccessfull socially.

After all, how could one like Claudia be seen with one like Nancy? Would never work, not even if they was truly one family. The two teenagers both had the other to see as an enemy, for both of them was pushed into a new home, a new parent, and both loved theirs enough to not hate him or her for the new spouse... Nor they could hate the new woman or man, for they was okay people at least. So, the girls had their enmity, that seemed to just escalate a little bit more before coming to a screeching halt.

***

"I am coming, I am coming, no need to have your panties in a bunch!" I replied after getting the second or third call from maid Nancy. It took me some time to finish my chat and say good bye to the girls from cheerleading, for they just lost me, and needed to have some shoulder patting and good words before they was off to the cheerleading camp with the newest recruits.

Walking down the stairs fast, my comfortable sneakers and the woodwork squeaked, my silk summer dress swished, and my unbound B cups wobbled under the white material. It was a nice free feeling, and with no males home, nowhere to go all afternoon, I did not cared about modesty. "Meat sauce with spaghetti?" I moaned when seeing the food. "I need an apron for this!" getting one out and looking at the table if it had everything I needed, utensils, napkin, water, I sat down and started eating. Nancy could join me fast, or just stay there, but I loved spaghetti too much to even pretend I prayed or cared about her.
"Hmmm! Not bad, but would be better if you not just thawed out it from the freezer and microed it, little sis!"
 
Nancy's most normal reaction would be to frown and start to lecture her sister about the chemicals used in packaged foods for preservatives and the harmful effects they could have on the human body, as well as the added nutrients that could come from properly cooking fresh ingredients. But she just remained silent, ate sparingly at her own plate, and watched with an almost secret smile as Claudia devoured her meal. Yes, she thought, chemicals could be bad for you, but the right chemicals could be very good... for me!

There should be a slightly addictive reaction to the crystals mixed in with Claudia's sauce; as it took effect, the meal should taste more delicious to her, with a desire to have more of it soon. Eventually, the craving would attach to just the crystals alone. Meanwhile, the crystals were altering Claudia's brain chemistry, weakening her will power and making her more accepting of suggestions. Eventually the suggestibility would become submissions to commands given her. Nancy settled back and watched the clock. The first effects should show after about thirty minutes of digestion. She just needed to keep her sister happily gobbling down food until then.

"Would you like some dessert?" she suggested after about twenty minutes of eating Italian. "I made some cake and pudding. You're favorite!"
 
"Hmm! It is good! Maybe you are not that big of a looser... Would make a good cook, maybe even a chef, but I would not try to open a restaurant in your place... No people skills, and silent as a mouse..." while eating I still had time to poke Nancy with my words, seeing her so full of herself that she was smirking. I loved the food! Even pushed my empty plate for her with a true smile. "Could you give me another helping, sis?" a rare time indeed, me being polite and calling her sister instead of names.

"I would love so! but I am full..." cake and pudding sure sounded like a good choice... even if I was staying away from sugar and high calorie foods to keep my figure.
 
Nancy didn't mind that Claudia turned down dessert. The extra helping of spaghetti and sauce assurred her that her step-sister was getting a full dose. She sipped her soda quietly as Claudia wolfed down the second plate, then settled back. "Oh well, the dessert will keep. You can have it later, or tomorrow. Why don't you just relax and let the food settle while I clear the table." The drugs should be opening her mind to suggestion, a response that will be growing with each passing minute. "Nothing like sitting back and relaxing as your meal digests," she repeated, redoubling the suggestion in Claudia's unconscious. Nancy gathered up the dishes and took them to the sink, and rinsed them off under hot water before placing them in the dishwasher.

"Good food excites the senses, you know," she talked while she worked. "It's not just taste; the aroma excites your smell nerves, the texture of the food, a mixture of soft and hard, smooth and meaty, even the sight of the food as its arranged on the plate. It pleases all the different types of nerves, like good sex, you know? Sight, touch, smell... taste... the sound of someone sighing in pleasure." She looked over to see if Claudia was reacting. "Good food is a turn on, like an appetizer for good sex, Claudia. A turn-on," she repeated, wanting to reinforce the idea in her older girl's mind.
 
"Why, you are full of surprises, Nancy! Finally giving me the proper respect..." I was really loving how I could just strech back and digest the good food, while watching my step-sister work. I even felt bad for a moment, but was not able to pour it into kind words.

I was concentrating her words, for I felt almost sleepy, but did not wanted to miss any opening for a good insult. But I just had to lick my lips at how she was making sure I had place for the dessert. "Okay, You win, you evil chef! Bring out that dessert! I want to have sex!" I was ready to devour the pudding, maybe even taste the cake... Even if I ate enough for a sitting, I was all tingly at the idea of some food... I even had to clean my mouth, for I felt myself drooling... She moved soo fast! Or maybe I was slowing down?

But as she put the dessert in front of me, everything disappeared, just the sight of it and the smell remained... I found myself tasting it with my fingers, touching it, then licking my fingers clean... And all the while I was almost purring with arousal.
 
Nancy placed the pudding and cake before Claudia and watched her reaching for it with her fingers, caressing it like a lover, licking her fingers clean. Nancy was still standing, and she leaned down behind Claudia's head, talking softly in her ear like a devil on her shoulder.

"You love sensation, don't you Claudia. You love the feel of your skin being touched. You love feeling flesh against your lips, your tongue. Just the thought of it turns you on so much. It makes you so wet, your pussy throbbing and swollen and you want to touch it so much. Your breasts are so sensitive, your nipples hard and throbbing. It's okay, Claudia. It doesn't matter if your step-sister is right here, because you trust her so much, she makes you feel so good and you want to make her happy, and you can't stand not touching yourself, can you. It's the only thing you can think about now. The food is all gone but your senses need stimulation. You are craving to be touched, and you'll do it yourself, do it now, because you can't help it you need it so much..."

She hoped she wasn't moving too fast, but Claudia's actions with food was an excellent indicator that the formula was having a strong effect, just as she'd planned.
 
I was sometime lost at her words, all my senses tasting the pudding and cake... there was a never before felt taste, but it was subtle... Maybe a new kind of sugar? Still, I was soon lost in the sensations, and was finishing up the dessert... Then I just had to lick all of my fingers clean... then caress my body as to show where it all gone... Hands on my neck, then slowly lower, all the way to my stomach... And I only took a small detour to caress my breasts and touch my nipples... But the time flowed, and I found myself pushing my hands under my summer dress from above to feel my skin tingling... I surely moaned too, as I lay back in the chair and just played with my nipples, while my pussy was throbbing and soon flooded with my juices.
 
"Ah, dear Claudia," Nancy smiles and coos as she moved around to face the older girl, now apparently lost in her sensations. She pulled up a chair so she was sitting right next to her, facing her. "You don't mind me watching while you touch your body. In fact, it turns you on even more to know I'm watching you, doesn't it Claudia? Your body is on fire, so alive and so turned on. Your nipples feel like throbbing knobs of erotic pebbles, and when you pinch them, it sends irresistible thrills through you, running down your spine right to your pussy. Your panties are soaked, and your dress feels like a heavy obstruction. You want nothing more than to be free of it. To be naked before me. In fact, you crave to let me see your nakedness, your body on fire with desire, but all you can do is drive yourself higher with your touches. You can't seem to reach satisfaction by your own touch. You need someone else, anyone else to touch you to make you climax. You'll do anything to get that touch, won't you? You'll even beg your sister, beg me, to touch you and give you a climax. You'll do anything I demand of you if I'll just touch your pussy and make you cum."

Nancy's words continued, smooth, soft, hypnotic, knowing her drugs had opened a path to Claudia's unconscious mind, controlling her haughty step-sister and now making her a sex slave to whatever Nancy wanted her to do.
 
Staring wide eyed but unfocused at Nancy did not stopped me from massaging my breasts and pinching my nipples... Then moaning as my pussy just drenched my panties, and throbbed with need. The lines of pleasure between my nipples and pussy was strong enough to feel like I had my clit on my boobs...

I was squirming in place, wanting nothing more to be free of my cumberstone clothes, and have her stroke my pussy... But I was silent, and just blushed heavily with my arousal. "Please... please touch me!" the words was out of my mouth, and I did not even remembered making them, but was surely thinking them. Maybe she was telepathic? Or just as horny as me?

The dessert was making my slight arousal grow into a full blown sexual frenzy. I would be tearing off my clothes and fucking anything and anybody, if not rooted to the spot with the pleasure of manipulating my titties causing my pussy to slowly burn with passion. "Nancy, touch my pussy!"
 
Nancy smiled, almost laughing at the way her formerly haughty sister-in-law was now a writhing, helpless slut seeking only her little sister's touch. "Oh, you can't wait for me to touch your pussy, can you, my dear. Because, for some reason, you can't ever touch it yourself. You can't touch your pussy, and you can't have an orgasm, unless you can beg me to do it for you. That's just the way it is; it's a rule, and it can't be broken."

Nancy reached forward, not to Claudia's crotch, but to the buttons of her dress. "But I won't touch you until you are naked, Claudia. You know you have to be naked. You want to be naked in front of me. You hate the feeling of clothes whenever you feel aroused. And you feel aroused whenever I tell you to feel aroused." Nancy was unbuttoning down the front of Claudia's dress, opening it to reveal the older sister-in-law mauling her own breasts. "And you hate underwear, Claudia. You will never wear underwear again. Never again. Now, you have to let go of your breasts long enough to slip your dress off, Claudia. Take off the dress." Once she did, Claudia would be left in nothing but her soaked panties.

And, frankly, Nancy was not immune to the sex-soaked atmosphere in the kitchen. The power she now held over Claudia was intoxicating, and erotic. Nancy's own nipples were peaking under her tee-shirt, and she could feel the oozing of wetness in her own panties. Before I touch you, she swore in her mind to her sister, you are going to lick me and get me off!
 
As I was feeling my breasts up, my mounting arousal was making me sweat and pant. Squirming in my chair, I was soon moaning, but could not remove my eyes from my step-sister... nor could I bring my hands to stroke my throbbing moist pussy!

But I could pull open my dress and push it down to my waist, sighing as my upper body was finally naked... just more happy feelings, and with Nancy staring, I got hotter. Smiling a seductive smile, I begged her to "Come on, Nancy... I know you want to touch me... Want to feel my hot skin under your trembling fingers... You want to hold my tits, and play with my nipples... Maybe you even want to lick on them, and suck... Come on, baby, it is free... Just have to do the same to my pussy too! You can do anything to my boobs, if you take the same threatment to my slit! Touch, stroke, hold, lick, suck, and make me cum, sweety!"

With my words I got even hotter, now not able to sit straight, but wobbling in the chair, pushing down the bundled up dress and any wet panties and socks to the floor, just to be able to open my legs to show off my moist pussy lips, with the landing strip leading to the treasure cave...
 
My god, Nancy thought as Claudia raved on about how much Nancy 'wanted' to touch her. She still thinks she's the queen bee of the hive! Her older step-sister was now naked and writhing in her chair, helplessly unable to touch her own pussy... because that's what I told her, Nancy thought triumphantly. But she ranting on about how Nancy couldn't resist touching and playing with Claudia's tits, as if they were all that fabulous. They were fine, Nancy admitted, firm and those nipples poking out like little thimbles, but not all that impressive. Not they way they would be before long, as Nancy's other chemical surprises were brought into play.

But for now, Nancy knew she was in control of Claudia's hyper-active sex drive, and she would steer it as she wanted. "Are you sure you want me to touch your tits, Claudia?" she said sweetly, as if butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. "Because, it's really my tits that you're dreaming about, isn't it. You'd love to see them; and not only see them, but touch them, caress them, kiss and suck them. You want to make me feel so good, Claudia, because that's how you can get to feel good, too. You know you have to make me feel good so I'll play with your pussy and help you get off."

So saying, she started playing with the hem of her tee shirt, sliding her hand under the cloth and rubbing back and forth, gradually lifting the hem and exposing her stomach. "Don't you want to see my tits?" she smiled again, raising the hem until the underside of her teen mounds could just be seen. "If you want to play with my tits, and I know you do so very badly, you need to beg me to take off this shirt, Claudia. Beg your little sister to take off her shirt, and then you can play with my tits and make me feel so good, so that then I can make you feel good..."
 
"Oh, yeah... ohh... Yeah!" was all that I could say, my eyes fixed on Nancy's cleveage, only occasionally darting to the hem moving up and the hands sliding under the fabric... how I wished to be the one doing it! But my hands seemed to just follow her movements, mirroring them, sliding up on my stomach to caress my breasts... and I moaned and squirmed more as my pussy flexed and moistened more.

I felt ligh-headed, wanting, needing to touch her, to have her touch me, so my words was garbled but my intent very clear. I was almost on her to push our derrier together, to feel her boobs against mine, and to hug her, strip her, until my pussy touched hers, and slid both of us into oblivion.

"Please, strip, or I would tear it off of you!" I whined finally, on the werge of jumping her bones.
 
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