Chapter 9

April 29th: finally found a way to loosen up my virgin-cunt sis April 29th: 20 horse cocks will get that gash gapin. n a monster dildo stuck up the slots hole overnight LOL

Annie stared in awe at the present that her parents had gotten her. It was her final day of school, and - coincidentally - the day of her 20th tattoo.

It had been a big year - she’d methodically fucked half the school, her cunt growing tight again the next morning, each and every morning. By the time she seduced the last of the freshmen, she’d been delighted to find one with a cock that almost matched her brother’s - it meant that she was painfully stretched out every time, a sensation that she enjoyed more than anything.

Amber, meanwhile, had fucked around just as much, and the phrase “throwing a sausage down a corridor” had sprung to mind as she did. Amber was hugely envious of her retightening younger sister - when Annie was heartily fucked by Rob, it was like taking her virginity each time. “Stretch me!” she’d yell in ecstasy as he filled her up to an almost unbearable point.

Of course, Amber wouldn’t trade her loose gash for anything. To compensate for her own stretched-out hole, she begun taking the boys two at a time ... in each hole.

At first, a few of the boys had felt iffy about it, thinking it ‘gay’, but it hadn’t taken long for her to persuade them. Amber still had the following she’d had before Rob had started the series of tweets - other than her sexy younger sister, no one else in town was considered half as sexy. If her enormous breasts and slutty attire weren’t enough, the way that she begged (as though a girl as attractive as her needed to beg) gave the men of her choosing such a surge of power that they were often, ironically, unable to resist her.

And so as she’d gotten accustomed to the feeling of two cocks sliding into the one hole at once, Amber had grown more and more explorative - she’d started sucking one guy, fucking another, and filling the rest of her holes with toys. Two in her ass, another joining the man in her cunt ... at times, she cursed her small mouth - if she had the naturally wide smile of her sister, she might have even been able to take two cocks in her mouth at the same time as well.

As it was, she could only suck one, but if they had a wide enough girth, it made her lips stretch out obscenely, and her cheeks gape.

Meanwhile, the closer Annie had gotten to the end of the school year, the less worried she’d been about them being seen. Her second-most-recent tattoo was a huge snake-cock, coiled around her arm, its head forever frozen in the act of pumping out a huge load of seed into Annie’s hand.

But on this, the day of her twentieth tattoo, it was her latest ink that Annie was truly proudest of.

The artist had been extremely reluctant to do it, even after Amber and Annie had “persuaded him” as well as they were able. No matter how many times he pumped his load down their throats, no matter how perverse the acts they performed on each other while he took them from behind, he’d kept on refusing...

“You’ll regret it some day,” he’d said as Annie sucked his cum out of her sister’s ass, while she milked his cock between her huge, fake tits. “I can’t be responsible for making you walk around with that for the rest of your life.”

It was only when Rob himself had intervened, using Amber’s twitter account to get the artist his ex-wife back (and giving her a perpetual hunger for his cum) that he’d given in.

The tattoo had taken almost twenty hours straight, and so when Annie had returned home, she certainly hadn’t expected the reception that was waiting for her...

“Surprise!” her father had called, before his jaw had dropped in awe at Annie’s new, elaborate face-tattoo.

Truthfully, it started well below her face - like the tan one would get from wearing a low-cut shirt in the sun, it began between her breasts and bloomed outward from there. The lowest part of the tattoo was a rose-stem, but instead of a single flower, it led to a garden of filthy body-parts, sex toys, and ropes of white cum.

At a glance, the lower half of the tattoo could almost be mistaken for a bunch of flowers, but as the tattoo rose past her breasts and onto her collar-bone, it got dirtier and dirtier ... lines of cum twisted into naked people doing unspeakable acts to each other, cocks spelled out lewd swearwords, and boobs were pierced with the outlines of cunts.

It had taken Annie and Amber the better part of a week to design its intricacies, and the artist had recreated it flawlessly.

Rising up her neck, the tatt sprouted animals committing buggery on each other and on representations of Annie and her sister. But when it reached her chin, the tattoo became less abstract, simulating a drop of cum dribbling down the side of her mouth, and - the piece de resistance - spelling the word “SLUT” in large, unmistakable letters across Annie’s face, with “SL” on one cheek and “UT” on the other.

“Oh, baby...” Annie’s father said with pride. “It ... you’re so beautiful.”

A tear trickled down the side of her father’s face, but Annie barely noticed - she was staring in shock at the gift that her parents had decided to surprise her with on this important milestone of a day.

The back yard had been carefully arranged - the grass was mowed, the fence was nice and high, and in the centre, where there had been a tire swing for Annie’s youth, there was now a sex swing.

But that wasn’t what caught her eye - instead, it was the twenty horses that were arranged in a semi-circle.