Debauchery at Haskam Hall Ch. 03

Two weeks had passed since Beth Mackenzie returned home from uni and joined the family business. Since that first time, providing sexual services to clients to secure business deals for her parents, Beth had finalised four deals. She felt horny all the time but the sex had just been so-so, the clients couldn't keep up with her desire.

It was a little shocking at how quickly she'd grown so pragmatic about the whole thing. She was doing a job, and doing it well based on the praise she was getting from the clients. Her parents barely spoke to her except to give her jobs and brief her on what fetishes the clients had.

At that moment she was bent over the lap of a client who was bringing a large leather paddle down on her arse. Impact play had never really been something that appealed to her before. Mr Patel, she doubted that was his real name, really seemed to like it though.

The paddle came down with a resounding thwack on her left arse cheek. She let out an appropriately timed whimper. It wasn't really doing anything for her sexually but she knew how to play her part. Both her arse cheeks were red raw from the beating they were taking. Mr Patel had started with his hand and that progressed through a cane onto the paddle.

'You've been a very naughty girl, haven't you?' Mr Patel said in heavily accented English. 'I have to punish you like the naughty slut you are.'

Thwack. The paddle came down again. Beth idly wondered how much longer this would last. He hadn't instructed her to do anything else but get spanked. So far he'd shown no interest in her mouth or pussy. It was quite disappointing to be honest. How was she supposed to get her enjoyment if he wouldn't fuck her?

'Maybe you should punish my naughty pussy with your cock,' she said seductively.

'I do not fuck whores,' Mr Patel said, punctuating each word with a slap from the paddle. 'You are not worthy of my seed.'

Well that's just rude, Beth thought. She got the feeling that Mr Patel didn't really know what he was doing. Clearly he had this fantasy to punish a white woman with spanking and then hadn't thought any further than that. The paddle came down again. It hurt but in a rather dull way now, her arse had taken such a spanking that it was more numb than anything else now.

They had been at this for nearly two hours. She needed to take control and make something actually happen. If he was stuck for ideas of what to do with a naked, willing white girl in his power, then she'd just have to up the ante. Before he could spank her again, Beth slid off his lap.

'What are you doing?' he demanded.

'If I'm a naughty girl, I'm going to be naughty,' Beth said. She unbuckled his trousers and tugged them down along with his boxers. He did not resist. In his pants was a 4 inch cock standing to attention. She wasn't going to fuck him, but she could blow him.

Beth placed a hand firmly round the base of Mr Patel's brown cock. It wasn't long and it wasn't particularly girthy either. She seductively wrapped her lips around his bellend, forming the classic duck face as she began to suck. He made a loud groaning noise and Beth thought he might cum right there and then but he managed to control himself.

Knowing that getting Mr Patel off wouldn't be a challenge Beth took her time. She enjoyed sucking on cock so wanted to get as much out of this as possible. She swirled her tongue around his cockhead while working the shaft with her hand. They were all carefully planned movements to not over excite him too much.

Beth must have kept him on the edge of climax for at least ten minutes before a misjudged flick of the tongue sent him over the edge. Mr Patel roared as he shot his first rope of cum down her throat. Before the second came he pulled out of her mouth to plaster her face. Rope after rope for thick white cum landed on her face and hair. It pooled on her eyes and dribbled off splattering on her tits. Beth was shocked. Clearly what Mr Patel lacked in penis size he made up for it in cum volume. Not even Tom had been able to spurt so much cum over her.

'Fuck me,' she said, scooping up some of the cum off her face and licking from her fingers, it tasted bitter but not unpleasant. 'Where the hell do you keep all of this?'

'Naughty girls get the biggest loads,' he said sleepily. 'And you are very naughty.'

'I love a facial so I can be as naughty as you like,' she said. She stood slowly, her intention was to let him properly see his handiwork but she discovered that Mr Patel had laid back down on the bed and fallen asleep.

Beth clicked her tongue in annoyance. Looks like she wasn't going to get a second load on her face tonight. She left the guest bedroom, face and tits still covered in cum and headed back to her own room.

'I take it you were successful?' the stern voice of Beth's mother met her in the hallway.

'What do you think?' Beth turned to look at her and show her the result.

'Not bad,' Anita said appraisingly. She was standing with Beth's father. His look lingered on her cum covered face. 'He usually only cums with Noor.'

'I didn't give him a choice in the end, I got bored of him spanking me,' Beth said.

'He fell asleep, give him half an hour and I'm sure he'll sign whatever you want.'

Beth didn't wait for a response and just marched off down the corridor back to her own room. There was something utterly thrilling about walking through Haskam Hall with her face covered with cum. It was just a shame there were no strangers that could see her, that would have been even more exciting. Teasing her father with something forbidden was an added bonus.

Back in her room Beth took a quick shower to wash off the cum. She also took this opportunity to masturbate since Mr Patel hadn't been interested in her pussy. She fingered herself but it was a bit half-hearted. Fingers just weren't going to do it for her.

Drying herself with a towel Beth went back into her bedroom and found Larah the maid waiting for her.

'It's a shame you've washed that cum off already, I could have helped you with that,' Larah said. 'I've brought some lotion for your backside, just to help after that spanking you got.'

'I thought you had tonight off,' Beth said.

'I do,' said Larah, she patted the bed next to her. 'Lay down and I'll apply the cream.'

As Beth went to do so Larah stood and her skirts shifted to reveal the large strapon between her legs. Not just a care visit then. Beth lay over the edge of the bed, pushing her arse into the air. Larah did genuinely rub a smoothing cream into Beth's sore arse cheeks but then her hand went to the warm folds between Beth's legs. Supple fingers probed into Beth's pussy, hooking round and easily finding her g-spot. Soon Beth's pussy was slick with her wetness.

'Patel is an idiot for neglecting this pussy,' Larah said as she worked her fingers in and out of Beth's snatch. 'I think he's afraid he'd enjoy a white woman too much, we'd break him.'

'I don't care about that twat, just fuck me,' Beth said. The anticipation was killing her, her pussy needed more than fingers to stimulate her.

'Impatient much?' Larah said, chuckling. That said she did move the head of the strapon to brush against Beth's vulva. Then more forcefully she rubbed it up and down Beth's labia, helping to get the plastic dick wet with her juices as lube.

'Yes, fuck me, fuck me,' Beth carried out, she pushed backwards with her arse but the strapon bounced off as it wasn't lined up right.

'Fine, if only to stop you from causing an accident,' Larah said as she rammed the fake dick into Beth's pussy. Beth moaned loudly. The cock was only 6 inches long but it was one of the fattest they had, it filled her up so good. For her girth was almost more important than length.

'Oh fuck, that's good,' Beth moaned. 'You're so hard and thick, make me your bitch. Make me scream your name.'

The dirty talk was over the top but that's what they both liked. Beth's agreement with her father stated that she'd only fuck the clients he sent her way. The maids, however, didn't count as Mr Mackenzie barely considered them people. They were just a resource in his quest to make more money using sex as a bargaining chip. Beth and Larah already had history so it was only reasonable for them to start fucking again.

'Yeah, you're my little bitch slut,' Larah said, she was thrusting the fake dick hard and fast into Beth. 'You love my cock, don't you? You don't care that it's fake, you wish it could shoot cum all over you? You want me to breed you with a thick load in your cunt and that plaster your face with even more. My little bitch slut.'

Each word of that last sentence was punctuated with a deep thrust which caused Larah's pubic bone to smack into Beth's sore arse. Beth felt her orgasm building quickly. Larah was right about one thing: Beth loved cum, in her cunt, in her arse, down her throat, on her tits but especially on her face. She usually liked being in control but a thick load on her face was a sign of dominance, even if it was her oral skills that got the guy off. It was a shame that Larah couldn't cover her in cum.

Larah shifted her angle of attack, causing her strapon to hit deeper. That's caused Beth's orgasm to crescendo. Her pussy clenched around the fake cock, trying to milk out the cum that wasn't there.

'More, fuck me more,' Beth wailed. Just once wasn't enough, she needed more. 'Fuck my hungry cunt, more, harder.'

One of the joys of girl on girl action with a fake cock was that it never got soft. Larah just kept going, she fucked Beth through the climax and right into building the next one. It was a frenzy of lovemaking, Larah really was railing Beth's pussy as hard as she could. She couldn't help herself and at the same time as a particularly deep thrust she slapped Beth's arse. Beth yelped in surprise, pain but most arousal. Spanking combined with sex was much more enjoyable than spanking alone.

Beth came again quite quickly, not as big as that first orgasm but still plenty enjoyable. This time though Larah withdrew her fake cock from Beth's pussy. For Beth's part she rolled over and started blowing the fake cock, sucking her own juices from it and putting on a show for Larah.

'That's quite enough of that,' Larah said. 'It's time you ate my pussy.'

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Beth was woken by an alarm clock going off and it wasn't hers.

'Oh shit, sorry,' Larah said, rushing in from the bathroom half dressed and turning it off.

'Come back to bed,' Beth said groggily.

'I start work in half an hour,' Larah said, putting on the top of her maid uniform. 'I've got to get my breakfast before I have to serve breakfast to you bloody Mackenzies.'

'Sorry, we're real bastards aren't we?' Beth said she suddenly felt very guilty about having maids wait on her hand and foot.

Larah shrugged. 'You are alright at least. I should warn you, in case you didn't already know, Florence is supposed to arrive back from her holiday today.'

'Flo? Oh great, just what I need,' Beth said, burying her head in her pillows.

'She never stays for long, always flitting about from place to place, so you probably won't have to put up with her for long,' Larah said. 'Right, I need to go, see you later Miss Beth.'

Beth lounged in bed for a bit longer before finally getting up. There was a regular session with her personal trainer on her schedule later in the morning and a family dinner, which she now realised was to welcome Flo back.

Beth and Flo had never really got on particularly well when they were growing up. While Beth had been sent away for most of her education Flo was allowed to stay at Haskam Hall and was educated locally. For a brief time they were at the same 6th Form College together but Flo quickly left after causing a minor scandal by fucking two of the teachers at the same time. There was no questioning that Flo was clearly their mother's favourite. Beth had constantly been criticised and Flo eternally praised, despite her outrageous behaviour.

When the time for dinner came around Beth dressed smartly. She wasn't trying to be provocative but she did want to show off her hourglass figure, the top she chose had a plunging v-neckline that showed off the right amount of skin.

Beth arrived at the Dining Room and found her parents already there. Her father was at the head of the table and her mother sat on the right flank. Beth sat opposite her mother on the left side.

'I trust you had a restful day, Beth?' her father asked.

'Yes, it was thank you,' Beth said.

'You should have used it productively to lose some weight,' her mother said.

'I had 3 hours with my trainer,' Beth snapped back. 'You should know, you scheduled it.'

'You should be much more toned,' Anita said, taking a drink from her wine glass. 'You're too damned lazy at university.'

'Now, now,' Beth's father said to head off more arguments. 'Many of our clients like a girl with a bit more meat on their bones.'

Before Beth or her mother could spar again the door opened and Florence waltzed in. She was wearing skin tight gym clothes, the sort that left nothing to the imagination, and her already blonde hair had been dyed until it was practically white. Florence had a similar hourglass figure to Beth but was much leaner where Beth was softer. They had the same size tits but on Florence's slender frame they looked bigger.

'Hi daddy, hi mum,' Florence said, kissing both her parents on the cheek and going to sit next to her mother. Directing her gaze at Beth she added. 'Didn't know you were here. Thought you'd be at the house in York.'

'Hello Flo, this is my home as well you know,' Beth said keeping her tone neutral.

'If you say so,' Florence smirked and turned to her parents. 'I had a great holiday, Dubai was lovely. They were so very appreciative. The Sheikh sends his regards, daddy.'

So it wasn't just a holiday Beth realised. Flo had been there on "business". She wondered if international travel like that was common. It suited Flo though who very much had the air of a frequent flyer, the permanently tanned bimbo jetting off to hotter climates.

'Well done Florence,' Anita said. 'I've had a report of how well you handled them, I understand there was a gangbang?' Florence hesitated before answering and Anita carried on. 'Bethany is aware of our business practices.'

'Yes, Beth has proved very capable so far,' their father said. 'She has been very popular.'

Florence looked at Beth aghast. 'You're actually fucking clients? God, I thought you didn't know what sex was, like a nun or something.'

'She still has much to learn but she hasn't disappointed yet,' Anita said icily.

'Not as good as me I'm sure,' Florence said. 'I have them eating out of my hand and my snatch.'

Beth did not appreciate being judged in such a condescending way. It pained her to admit that yes, Flo probably was better than her in bed but that was only because her younger sister was a skank.

'I do what I have to do for the family,' Beth said. 'And because I enjoy sex.'

'Sex is just a tool, our enjoyment is neither here nor there.' Anita said, espousing her philosophy while taking another deep drink of wine. 'To that end a client is coming tomorrow, an important one.'

'Yes, Mr Balogun is flying in from Lagos tonight and will be joining us tomorrow,' Beth's father picked up the explanation. 'He's a tech entrepreneur in a rapidly growing sector in Lagos. We have an established relationship with him but it's been rocky recently. It has proved harder to get the information he needs than expected. This visit is to smooth things over and get us a reset. If we get him back on side this will be worth 20 million over the next 12 months.'

That was a lot of money by anyone's assessment. The value of these deals being struck was insane. Maybe Beth should have tried to get more money out of her father.

'Which of us do you want to see Mr Balogun?' Beth asked, assuming that an experienced hand, or cunt in this case, would be needed.

'Me, obviously,' Florence said smugly. 'I'll get things back on track.'

'Both of you together. He seems to think that fucking both our daughters means he's beating us somehow,' Anita said. 'Like most men he has an incest fetish but he's too afraid to act on that with his own family. So you'll need to fuck each other as well.'

'What? No way,' Beth said. She did not want to be in that situation with her sister. It would be too embarrassing. Florence was uncharacteristically quiet and Beth got the feeling she wasn't keen either.

'Beth, this deal is too valuable to be jeopardised by any squeamishness,' her father said. 'Remember, our deal didn't say anything about siblings. This is a lesson for you in exact language.'

'You have no problem fucking that maid, Larah,' Anita said. 'Fucking Florence will be much easier, its not like you haven't seen each other naked before.'

'It's been a while since we shared a bath mum,' Florence interjected. 'I can't imagine Miss Prissy Bitch here will be much fun to fuck but I'll do what I have to keep Mr Balogun happy and his money in our pockets.'

It was a not so subtle challenge and Beth hated that it worked. She was the older sister, she should be the one in control. Florence just annoyed her so much.

'I'm guessing in this line of work you don't actually sleep with many women,' Beth said to Florence who didn't answer but doubt flashed across her face. 'Don't worry, I'll teach you a thing or two about female pleasure that men haven't got a clue on. You'll be screaming my name more than his.'

Florence was clearly flustered. 'Yeah, well you talk shite but we'll see what happens won't we? How we feel doesn't matter, it's all about him.'

'Except Mr Balogun wants to see sisters fuck each other and he'll want it a raunchy and real as possible,' Beth said, turning the screw. 'So, I'll fuck you good and proper, I just hope you at least know the basics of eating out a pussy.'

'I am quite confident the pair of you can work together to get the result we all want,' their father said, gesturing to Noor, who was in the corner of the room, to have their meal brought in.

This was without doubt the strangest start to a meal Beth had ever had.

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Later that evening Beth was reading in bed when there was a knock at her door and less than a heart beat later Florence opened it.

'Who is it?' Beth called out the door. She had been trying to relax since she was feeling unusually horny this evening.

'Very funny,' Florence said, standing at the foot of the bed.

'My dear little sister, whatever can I do for you this fine evening,' Beth asked, taking the piss.

'What the hell are you doing?' Florence demanded. 'Why are you pushing in on my territory? I'm the hot slut mum gets to fuck dad's business partners.'

Beth put the bookmark in her book and closed it. 'You think I want to be doing this?'

'Why else would you of all people do it?' said Florence exasperated. 'I'm really good at twisting those old pervs around my finger and getting what dad wants. Why are you trying to do it?'

'I don't have a choice,' Beth said, she guessed there was no harm in repeating her mother's threats. 'Mum is blackmailing me. If I don't fuck their clients then I'm cut off from the family. I'll be out on the street and penniless. I'd be quite content to let you have your way with all of them but I don't want to be homeless.'

Florence stared at her for a moment or two. 'Well, if you weren't such a stick in the mud maybe she wouldn't have felt the need to give you an ultimatum.'

'I'll never be good enough for her so what's the point in even trying?' Beth said bitterly. She really didn't know why her mother preferred Florence.

'You just need to embrace who you are, we Mackenzies are just sluts,' Florence said. She jutted her tits out and let out a performative moan. 'We're whores, we use our bodies for money and a lot of fucking money.'

'I like sex but I'm not just a slut,' Beth said but she was flustered. She felt so horny that she just wanted anything between her legs right now.

'Has mum got you on her birth control with the two pills?' Florence asked, apparently spotting Beth's frustration. She laughed when Beth nodded. 'That's why you feel so horny. Dunno how it works but one pill prevents pregnancy as normal, the other makes you horny all the time. It's got a chemical cocktail that replicates the body's ovulation response. Once it saturates your system you're basically ovulating all the time.'

'What the fuck? Why?' Beth asked but it all made sense. Since she'd started taking them she'd certainly felt a lot hornier and responsive to what the clients wanted.

'To make us horny sluts, obviously,' Florence said, she started idly playing with her own nipples through her skin-tight gym top. 'Not that I really needed it but it means we're ready to fuck all the time. It takes a bit of getting used to it, there are highs and lows but you'll always feel like you want to be getting fucked. The maids get a lower dose, since they had other jobs to do. It's not very helpful to have them sex crazy all the time.'

'Fuck me, why is our family so fucked up?' Beth said, rubbing her eyes but really wanting to rub elsewhere. 'Drugs super effective at making you horny all the time? I'm amazed we aren't selling them as well.'

Florence shrugged. 'I don't do the business stuff, I just do the fucking.'

After Florence left Beth fucked herself silly with a dildo. As expected it didn't really do much to sate her horniness. Toys alone weren't enough any more. What she really needed was a real cock. She found herself praying that Mr Balogun had a big cock and knew how to use it.

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By the time it came to actually meet Mr Balogun, Beth was beside herself with horniness. When Noor had come around to prepare her arse for the possibility of anal sex Beth had ordered the Pakistani girl to eat her pussy. That took the edge off but only so much. It was also callous treatment of Noor but sheer horniness meant she wasn't thinking straight.

Now Beth was waiting outside the Burnt Umber Lounge, no guesses as to what its primary decoration was coloured. Next to her was Florence. They were wearing matching white lace babydoll outfits with crotchless knickers. The white representing an innocence that neither girl exhibited.

Despite her insistent horniness Beth did feel nervous. Having sex with her sister was very new and taboo territory. Wild things were running through her mind. Would their pussies look the same? Would the same techniques get Florence off? Would they taste the same? All this and more would soon be discovered.

Were the same ideas raging around Florence's mind? There was no way to tell, her sister had a professionally neutral expression on her face. When the call came to enter the room Beth noticed that Florence's expression immediately changed from neutral to flirty. Clearly her game face was on.

Beth hated the fact that she couldn't help but feel inadequate standing next to Florence. Her sister was slimmer, tanned and more stereotypically pretty. Beth's curves were softer, well on the way to becoming voluptuous. No one would call her fat but next to Florence she couldn't help but feel it.

The Burnt Umber room didn't hide what it was for. There was a seating area with some chairs and sofas but the main draw was the large four poster bed. Her father and Mr Balogun were sitting opposite each other in the seating area.

'I trust after this evening we can come to an understanding,' Mr Mackenzie said, nodding to the girls and they went to sit either side of Mr Balogun. 'For your entertainment this evening, my daughters Florence and Beth. They are ready to ensure you truly enjoy yourself.'

The sisters sat on either side and Mr Balogun put his arms around their shoulders. Beth noted that he was a comparatively slight man with an athletic build. Having heard that he was in the tech industry she'd wrongly assumed he'd be unfit. Instead he was a good looking man in his early 30s. He was wearing a silk robe and she couldn't yet see what was between his legs.

'We'll talk again in the morning,' Mr Balogun said. 'Lets see if these sisters are good little whores.'

'I can assure you that they are the best,' Mr Mackenzie said, departing from the room.

'Hello Mr Balogun, I'm Florence, it's a pleasure to meet you,' Florence was already snuggling into him with a hand on his chest. Not wanting to be left out Beth put a hand on his thigh, gently caressing up and down.

'So, you're the slut sisters eh?' he said.

'We'll be as slutty as you want us to be,' Beth said, trying to sound sultry. She moved her hand up his thigh towards his crotch but he batted her hand away.

'You haven't earned the right to my cock yet,' he said sternly. 'Show me how much of a slut you are and kiss your sister.'

Beth felt the briefest of hesitation. She had naively thought that maybe incest would come later after they'd played with him a bit first. She stared into her sister's eyes, there was nervousness there born out of inexperience with women. Beth took the lead, leaning in over Mr Balogun she kissed Florence tentatively at first but quickly gaining forcefulness. She put a hand around the back of her sister's head, holding her as their tongues began to entwine with each other.

Florence was a good kisser. She had just needed that nudge to see that kissing a girl was not much different than a boy. It was hot and heavy and Beth was enjoying herself despite who she was kissing. Having to lean over Mr Balogun made it a little awkward, she wanted to draw Florence into a closer embrace but he was in the way.

'Good, very good,' Mr Balogun said. The girls broke off their kiss to look at him. 'Go get on the bed, explore those teenage bodies. Lose yourselves in passion and if you do a good job maybe I'll be hard enough to fuck you.'

Beth took Florence by the hand and led her over to the bed. She threw off her babydoll and tugged Florence's off as well, they didn't need anything to get in the way. She pushed her sister down onto the bed and straddled her. Beth wanted to keep in control of this encounter, she lent over Florence and kissed her again. Their bodies were close together, their tits pressing into each other.

Florence broke the kiss and wiggled down enough that she could take Beth's right boob into her mouth. Beth's nipple was assaulted by Florence's tongue and she couldn't help but moan. It was so wrong but felt so right. To repay the favour Beth slid her hand down Florence's belly and began teasing her vulva, she was already wet.

'A little bit of kissing and your pussy is already soaking?' Beth said. As the girls played Mr Balogun came and sat at the head of the bed, resting against the pillows. 'What a naughty sister I have.'

'Maybe I should find out how wet you are?' Florence said, releasing Beth's tit from her mouth. Hunger was in both their eyes and a quick scrabble later and they were 69ing with Florence on top this time. Florence probed Beth's folds with her fingers and they came away sticky with excitement. 'Just as I suspected. Wet as a whore.'

Florence's pussy was inches from Beth's face. Her scent was overwhelming Beth's senses, if she hadn't been horny already this would have sent her wild. Florence's clit was standing proud, inviting Beth to devour it. She didn't need any more invitation; first Beth's tongue licked the little bean and then she wrapped her whole mouth around it.

She wasn't sure whether it was natural, diet, or the ovulation drugs but Florence's snatch tasted divine to Beth. There was so much of it and Florence was literally dripping wet. Beth probed into her sister's pussy with her tongue, lapping up the juices and greedily swallowing them down. Beth could have genuinely stayed there all night, eating out Florence's cunt. Based on the groan and moans she was inducing then Florence was enjoying it greatly.

Sadly Florence was nowhere near as good at pussy eating as Beth was. The younger girl was enthusiastic but imprecise in what she did. Beth was surprised at how amateurish Florence was, surely she'd had her pussy eaten enough times to know what felt good. Florence's efforts were not unpleasurable but Beth just wasn't going to cum anytime soon from it.

The same, however, could not be said for Florence who squealed as Beth's tongue induced a strong orgasm in her tight snatch. Beth's reward was a flood of more divine nectar from the quivering pussy which she lapped up.

'Fuck me, where did you learn to do that?' Florence gasped.

'The pussies of many beautiful women. Men had no idea what to do with a cunt,' Beth threw a glance at Mr Balogun. 'No offence.'

Mr Balogun chuckled. 'None taken. I find it better to fill a cunt with a cock than waste time with my tongue.'

'See what I mean,' Beth said, giving Florence's clit another suck.

'How is that cock doing, Mr Balogun?' Florence asked. 'You want to join in yet?'

'Why don't you girls take a look?' he said, undoing his robe. Between his legs was the biggest cock that Beth had ever seen. It was longer and fatter than Tom's, it had to be pushing 9 or 10 inches long. The head flared out tapering into the shaft before that too bulged out. It was an impressive cock.

'Did we do that?' Florence said, she climbed off Beth and stared at the mighty cock in awe. The bellend was already glistening with precum oozing from the tit. 'Oh my god, Beth, look at his balls.'

Mr Balogun had a huge dick and proportionately sized balls, it was like he had a pair of oranges in his scrotum. She could only imagine the thick loads of cum he had stored up in them. At an intellectual level Beth knew that testicle size did not actually impact how much a guy would cum but that didn't stop her mouth watering at the thought of being plastered in cum.

Florence took the lead and wrapped her lips around the fat bellend. Not to be left out Beth went for the balls, taking one into her mouth and fondling the other. They both worshipped the cock, it was almost hypnotic, the sheer size of it. Beth worked her way up the shaft and fortunately Florence was willing to share the head with her. There was enough bellend to go around and they both licked and sucked on it.

Beth's turn to take the whole head in her mouth was glorious. It filled her mouth so much and hardly any of it was in there before it was hitting the back of her throat. She tried to relax enough to deepthroat him but the angle was poor and that fat head was just too big. She gagged hard but based on his moans he did appreciate the effort.

'You are two very good whores,' Mr Balogun said. He slapped them both on the face with his cock one after another. 'Most women can't handle my cock, they are too tight and sex is dull. I have to be so careful with my wife, but sluts get what I give them.'

Beth was not surprised. Given his size she was amazed that any woman could take something like that. Of course, she was so insanely horny that she desperately wanted to feel him filling her cunt with his meat.

'We aren't most women,' Florence said, she rose and positioned herself over Mr Balogun's hard cock. 'You can fuck me as hard as you like.'

Beth was incredibly jealous as Florence lowered herself onto Mr Balogun's cock. She wanted to be the first to get fucked. Aroused as she was, Florence was struggling to take the meaty cock. To help her sister Beth took juices from her own pussy and smeared it on the shaft of Balogun's cock.

There was an audible pop as the fat head fully entered Florence's pussy. She was on her haunches, squatting over him and started to bounce up and down. Mr Balogun himself just sat there, letting Florence make all the effort to work more and more of his cock inside her.

As her sister fucked herself on Mr Balogun's cock Beth alternated between fingering herself and licking the balls and shaft. They continued like this for a while until Florence jerked and came hard. She cried out in pleasure and pain, her legs shaking as she squirted down Mr Balogun's cock. She fell off and collapsed on the bed.

'Oh fuck, I'm seeing stars,' Florence moaned.

Beth could tell from his expression that he was nowhere near climaxing himself. Now it was her turn to ride that big, fat cock. It was a daunting prospect given how Florence has apparently struggled, Beth assumed her sister was much more experienced at being fucked. That said she'd taken Tom's big cock and in reality Mr Balogun wasn't that much bigger, only an inch or two.

She manhandled the fat cock so the head was touching her opening. Beth quickly rubbed her clit, heightening her arousal as she started to lower herself onto his cock. The fat cockhead parted her lips roughly and she came almost as soon as the head was inside her. This was the plan however, in her orgasmic bliss she sank down the shaft. A third, then half and finally two thirds of his cock was inside her, much deeper than Florence had managed.

'Fuck, you're so fucking big, I've never felt so full,' Beth moaned. It was true. He was stretching the very fabric of her being. 'You better not make me do all the work.' She gasped. 'You better actually fuck me.'

Gingerly Beth started to move herself up and down the cock. Her pussy lips gripped his shaft tightly despite how wet she was. Mr Balogun put his hands on her waist and thrust up. Beth cried out in shock, he was in all the way to the hilt and his bellend had bounced off her cervix.

'No woman has ever taken all of me, not even my wife,' he said, savouring the sensation of having his dick deep in a woman. 'You have a very special cunt.'

'I specialise in big dicks,' Beth said, her voice wavered as she adjusted to having such a large cock in her. She marvelled at the fullness and wondered if she even had a limit. 'Now why don't you put that thing to work, my cunt needs to be filled with your cum.'

With a surprising display of strength Mr Balogun bundled them over so that Beth was on her back and they were in the traditional missionary position. There was an intensity in his face. He had his huge dick properly in a woman for the first time and he was going to take advantage of that fact.

Mr Balogun fucked Beth. It was a brutal assault on her pussy by a truly monstrous cock. As he pistoned in and out of her Beth felt pain and pleasure mix within her. He wasn't just fucking her, it felt like he was rearranging her internal organs with ever stroke. She gabbled incoherently as wave after wave of orgasmic joy rolled over her. She came again and again, her mind going blank. Mr Balogun's cock almost turned white from her creamy juices smearing along it.

'Take my cock, slut,' Mr Balogun said. 'Only a whore could feel this good.'

'Fuck, fuck, fuck,' Beth moaned. 'Fucking cum in me, fill me with your cum. Make me your whore.'

After god only knew how long Mr Balogun tensed, his cock somehow getting even harder as his spunk burst forth. He roared and Beth felt his cock pulsing deep inside her, spewing streams of thick cum. He rocked backwards and his cock popped free, shooting one last rope of cum across her belly. Almost straight away a thick river of cum escaped from Beth's pussy.

Mr Balogun panted, looking down at this handiwork while his cock was still hard. Florence took the initiative and started sucking on the bellend, slick with cum. This gave Beth a chance to recover. Her cunt felt painfully empty now that she was no longer being fucked. She scooped up some of the cum and tasted it. There was a tanginess to it and she imagined it would have felt amazing getting it plastered all over her face.

Florence was trying her best to blow Mr Balogun but clearly he was no longer interested in just a blowjob. He wrenched his cock from her mouth and shoved her over. She was laid on her belly and he entered her from behind.

'Fuck, take it easy,' Florence said as Mr Balogun started roughly fucking her. Barely half his dick was disappearing into her snatch but that didn't stop him from pounding her. 'Fuck you're too big.'

'Pathetic bitch, you talked a big game but you can't fuck half as well as your sister,' Mr Balogun said cruelly. 'You're barely any better than the girls back home. All talk and no skill.'

'Bastard,' Florence gasped. Her defiance evaporated as she came again. Mr Balogun's fat cock having no trouble in making her orgasm. He kept fucking her, hard and fast.

After a few minutes Mr Balogun grunted and shot a load into Florence's pussy. He withdrew, leaving a cum mess all over Florence's cunt.

'Eat her out,' he commanded Beth, who did not need asking twice to dive into her sister's muff. Mr Balogun himself got off the bed and went over to a side table and helped himself to wine.

Beth lapped up the cum leaking out of Florence's pussy, it was a big load. The taste was unbelievable. The tang of his cum and the sweet nectar of her sister was a heady concoction. Her tongue was all over, licking every inch and probing as deep as she could. Florence came at least once from the oral effort. Beth wished that someone would give her own cunt a little cunnilingus attention but that was too much to ask for.

'Only one slut sister worth the effort,' Mr Balogun said, still sipping his wine. 'Shame really, I'd heard so much about the Mackenzie sisters. I was expecting better quality whores.'

'You're pretty cocky for a guy whose only just fucked a woman properly,' Beth said sitting up and staring at him. Balogun was an arsehole, the kind of disrespectful bastard she'd really rather have no business with. Her hands, however, were metaphorically tied as she needed to keep him happy.

'When you have my gift,' he took his meaty cock in his hand and shaked it. 'You're allowed to be cocky. Your little sister can't last 2 minutes with cumming on my cock. She should be honoured that I wasted my cum on her. You are the only one worth the effort. The only pussy that can take me.'

'Well then get over here and fuck me,' she said aggressively. She really wanted to slap him, well more than slap but that would do.

---

They fucked long into the night. Florence was mostly ignored by Mr Balogun, he was much more interested in having his way with Beth since his cock fitted her cunt nicely. Eventually he fell asleep after cumming in Beth two more times. She'd wanted some of it on her face but Beth fell asleep in a puddle of cum that seeped from her pussy.

She woke in the middle of the night to find Florence missing from the bed. Her sister was sitting on the sofas, her knees clutched to her chest and draped in a blanket.

'Couldn't sleep?' Beth asked quietly as she joined her.

'Something like that,' Florence said, keeping her voice low. 'Didn't want to be in bed with him.'

'He's a bit of a wanker that's for sure,' Beth said, checking to make sure Mr Balogun didn't stir.

'You seemed to enjoy him plenty, he couldn't keep his dick out of you,' Florence said bitterly. 'I shouldn't have wasted my time coming back.'

'I was just doing my, for want of a better word, job,' said Beth. 'We had to make him happy so I just did what I could.'

'Yeah and I totally failed at that didn't I. He was disgusted with me,' Florence said, shifting away from Beth slightly.

'That guy is a misogynistic pig. You shouldn't give a flying fuck what he thinks or says,' Beth said. 'He's a fucking freak, I'm sure I surgery scars down there. That can't be a natural dick.'

'You're just trying to make me feel better.'

'Is it working?'

'Fuck off,' Florence said slapping Beth's arm.

'I know we haven't always seen eye to eye but we need to stick together against twats like that,' Beth put her arm around Florence and drew her in for a hug. This seemed like a really weird situation to be doing sisterly bonding but that just seemed like her life now.

'Fucking people for mum and dad is like the only thing I'm any good at and now you turn up, you're better at it and you don't even want to do it,' Florence said, she snuggled into Beth more. 'I'm fucking useless.'

'Don't be daft, being able to take a big cock up your cunt is hardly a skill. That's just like biology,' Beth said, this was going to be a strange conversation. It pained her to see her sister hurting, even if the reason was how good at fucking they both were. 'I'm sure you are much more skilled in bed with men than me. They mostly just fuck me, I don't really know what to do with the big ones.'

'I really loved it every time you ate out my pussy,' Florence said quietly. 'Does that mean I'm gay? A lesbo?'

Beth laughed gently and hugged Florence more. 'No, just because I can make you cum with my tongue doesn't make you a lesbo. Bisexual maybe, you could try going to some of the weekend parties and track down some hot ladies to see if you like it with them as well. Or you could just be sister-sexual instead. Turned on by your older, more alluring sexy sister.'

'You're a twat, you know that?' Florence said but she clung close to Beth. 'You are a hot bitch though, you've got an arse to die for. Mine's too flat.'

'You mean my dump truck arse that I can't always find jeans that fit properly? It is one of my redeeming features,' Beth said, bumping her curvy backside into Florence. 'But you shouldn't compare yourself to anyone, least of all me. Anyway, you have the most divine tasting pussy I've ever eaten. I could drink your cum all day, that's definitely not something to waste on men.'

'It's the curse of our sex to constantly be comparing ourselves with other people,' Florence mused.

'That's what bastard men want you to think, and our dear mother to be fair,' Beth said. 'Sometimes I think she'd rather be a man, she's got the heartless ruthlessness down and she treats most women as dirt.'

'She's OK with me,' Florence said.

'Yeah that's because she likes you. She hates me,' Beth said with a sigh. 'I can't even fuck the men they send my way properly. After the first couple of clients I saw she sent me feedback on how to improve my performance. Can you believe that?'

Florence laughed, possibly thinking it was a joke but it was very real. Beth had been shocked and outraged.

'Come on, let's go back to bed. You'll be alright because I'll be with you,' Beth said. 'Not to mention it's cold sitting here no matter how hot your body is.'

Florence relented and they went back to bed. Beth made sure to position herself between the still slumbering Mr Balogun and Florence, hugging her sister as they drifted off to sleep.

---

Beth was rudely awoken by a fat cock being shoved into her pussy. She cried out in confusion and pain as she was not prepared for the meaty intruder. Sure, her pussy was still lousy with cum from the previous night but that wasn't really enough.

'Wakey, wakey slut,' Mr Balogun said. 'I need more sex before your bastard father makes me talk business.'

Now that he'd found a pussy that could take his freakish cock Mr Balogun really was the sort of man to just shove it in and hope for the best. He had no idea how to really have sex, how to get the best out of it. In a way Beth pitied him but mostly right now she hated him. His fat cock was roughly pushing in and pulling out of her poorly lubricated pussy. This was the kind of rough sex that didn't really benefit anyone.

Florence was also woken by the commotion. Though initially confused she leapt into action, sitting her pussy on Beth's face. Beth got to work on the tight, teen pussy. Her mouth and tongue licked and sucked, eating up the sweet juice as Florence ground her pussy into Beth's face. This in turn boosted her own arousal, gradually making the fucking easier.

Both girls had gone from asleep to horny sluts in seconds.

Beth was truly in her element. Getting fucked and eating pussy at the same time, she was in heaven. Her own orgasm was building quickly and she came at the same time a Florence, girlcum flooding her mouth just as much as it flooded her pussy.

'When you cum, cum on our faces,' Beth said, lifting Florence off her face long enough to speak to Mr Balogun. 'Own us both with you cum.'

'Oh yes, please, paint us with your cum,' Florence added. 'Empty those fucking huge black balls all over our pretty white faces.'

Having learnt Mr Balogun's tell-tale signs Beth knew he was going to blow soon and he withdrew from her cunt. The girls had a few moments to get into position, they scrambled off the bed and presented themselves, kneeling, before him. Mouths open, eyes looking up into that fat cock as he jerked himself to a final climax.

The first rope of cum splattered across Beth's left cheek, the next hit Florence's forehead. Mr Balogun went back and forth, his enormous load spread across the sisters' faces. Beth felt her pussy quiver in excitement at being covered in cum. It was so degrading but felt so good. She wanted more, needed more. She could just imagine dozens, hundreds, of men plastering her with cum.

'Fucking sluts,' Mr Balogun said, he slapped both of them with his slowly deflating cock on the face. 'A nice pair of whores. You'll never want another cock after me. You'll be dreaming of me forever.'

He roughly shoved his cock into Beth's mouth. Instinctively she sucked on it, despite being flaccid it was still an impressive size. She could feel an unnatural hardness inside, confirming her belief that he'd had some enhancement done. Balogun yanked his cock out and then repeated the action on Florence, shoving his cock into her mouth as deeply as he could.

'Why don't you whores clean each other up,' Mr Balogun said, sitting back down on the bed.

The sisters needed no further encouragement to start lapping up the cum plastered on their faces. Beth luxuriated in licking clean Florence's face and the bits that had fallen down onto her perfect tits. Florence then returned the favour and they ended with a passionate kiss.

'I expect that bastard father of yours is lurking around outside,' Mr Balogun said.

'Why don't you whores go and send him in so I can get this business sorted.'

'I hope you enjoyed your time,' Beth said. She took Florence by the hand and led her from the room.

As expected Mr Mackenzie was indeed waiting outside of the Burnt Umber Lounge. His gaze lingered on the naked bodies of his daughters before looking Beth in the eyes.

'How did it go?' he asked.

'He's a disgusting human being, but we did what we had to do,' Florence said.

'Indeed, he's not a terribly nice person,' Beth added. 'However, he wanted to see you. I imagine he will sign but don't ask us to do anything with him any time soon.'

---

Later that day Beth was summoned to the Chinese Parlour. Her mother was once again holding court, dressed only in provocative red lingerie that left nothing to the imagination. A challenge that Beth chose to ignore. Florence was already there and dressed for travel.

'Bethany,' Anita said coldly with the slightest nod of the head. 'I was just updating Florence here on her itinerary.'

'You're leaving again so soon?' Beth asked, taking a seat next to Florence.

'Yes, often clients are unable to come here so I go to them,' Florence said. 'Greece, South Africa, Australia, the Philippines and Japan. I'll be gone for a while.'

There was no one of the warmth in her voice there had been last night when they spoke. This was business, specifically their mother's business.

'Florence performs a very important role for us, she is a roving ambassador,' Anita said. 'I can't trust anyone else for this job.'

'Well I hope you have a good time,' Beth said honestly. She didn't really know the arrangements but it can't have been easy going around the world fucking men for their parents. She turned back to her mother. 'Did Mr Balogun sign a new contract?'

'He has,' Anita said. 'He enjoyed seeing you eat each other out. He also praised your cunt, Bethany, he has always found it hard to fuck women.'

'Maybe if he hadn't had surgery to make his dick bigger it would be easier for him,' Beth said coolly.

'Men are men and rarely make wise decisions, unless it is doing deals with us obviously,' Anita said. 'We have him locked in now and it's up to your father to ensure we get the information Balogun needs.'

Anita locked Beth with a stare. 'There is now, of course, the question of your next client. They are a politician whom we shall call Mr Smith. They will be instrumental in passing legislation that will be very advantageous to us, so we need him on side. He has rather specific tastes.'

'What does this pervert want, a little schoolgirl to abuse?' Beth said, already disliking this whole idea.

'He likes his girls legal,' Anita said. 'But he'll only fuck a girl it's real. If there is a genuine chance of impregnation. So you will cease taking your contraception immediately. We'll then monitor your progress to arrange an optimal time for him to maybe fuck a baby into you. Won't that be exciting?'

Florence gasped in surprise, seemingly she'd never been asked to do this before. Beth could hardly believe it but what she hated the most was how wet her pussy felt at the thought of it.