"Sister's Celebration « on: Yesterday at 09:05:00 PM » ReplyQ" By robblu (https://pastebin.com/u/robblu) URL: https://pastebin.com/ueVpEUJ8 Created on: Thursday 1st of March 2018 03:14:53 PM CDT Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:16:00 AM UTC Sister's Celebration « on: Yesterday at 09:05:00 PM » ReplyQuote Sister's Celebration Chapter 1 “Take table 4, please,” Mr. Ferdinand said hurriedly. Tess Morgan obediently grabbed a tray of water glasses and hustled out into the busy restaurant. Working at Ferdinand's Bar and Grill was lucrative, thrilling, and fun. Dangerous, yes, but how many people could really afford to buy a whole meatgirl on a whim? Navigating the bustling crowd, Tess felt more than one pinch or caress through her tight shorts. It didn't really bother her. To tell the truth, the attention was kind of exciting. Flattering, you might say. Smiling to herself, Tess arrived at her table and started setting down glasses. “Hi, welcome to Ferdinand's! I'm Tess, and I'll be your waitress today. Can I start you off with...” Tess's voice trailed off as she set her last glass down by a beautifully manicured hand. Her eyes followed the smooth arm up to the predatory smile on the face of her younger sister, Stacy. “Oh. Hey, Stacy,” she greeted her quietly. “Fancy seeing you here, Tess,” Stacy said slowly, her red lips curling up even more, showing her even white teeth. “I hadn't realized you'd be working now.” Her tone was sincere, but her eyes called her a liar. “Stacy, please,” Tess said helplessly, not really sure what she was asking for. “Be a dear and turn around, would you Tess?” her sister asked sweetly. Blushing, Tess did as she was told. Stacy stroked her legs and rear admiringly. “Did you ever see such a cute little rump?” she marveled, giving it a squeeze. Tess squirmed in embarrassment, feeling herself getting wet. “Oh, God Stacy!” she gasped as her sibling stood and embraced her from behind, her plump little breasts pressing into Tess's back. Stacy slid her hands up Tess's tight shirt, fondling her big tits. “P-people are watching,” Tess moaned, feeling weak in the knees. “I know, sis,” Stacy whispered in her ear. “Let 'em watch.” Slowly, she slid one hand down. Tess breathed faster, whimpering as Stacy's slim fingers slipped under the waistband of her shorts. She inhaled sharply when her sister's finger found her love button. Tess's hands fluttered like leaves, her stomach turning somersaults as Stacy thrust her long digit between her slick pussy lips. She leaned back, unable to support herself any more. “Mmm...Nice juicy fillet,” Stacy purred into her sister's ear, and she felt her twitch. “You're such a little slut, you know that?” she continued, enjoying Tess's frantic moan of need. “I think you'd kneel down and eat me out right here if I told you to.” Tess's body shuddered and her pussy contracted around Stacy's fingers as she came. Tess slumped to the floor, trembling, when Stacy let her go. Her sister plucked the order pad from Tess's back pocket. “Let's see, now,” Stacy mused, tapping her lips with the pen. “This is for my graduation present, so I don't think mom and dad will mind if I go whole hog, as it were.” Laughing to herself, she scribbled her order out, then pulled Tess to her feet. “Just run this to the chef, would you please?” she murmured, tucking the slip of paper into Tess's cleavage. Shakily, the shell-shocked older sister meandered through the watching crowd. Chapter 2 Tess stumbled and caught herself on the counter of the kitchen window. Dazed, she stood there a moment until Matthew, the head chef, noticed her. “What's up, Tess? You look like somebody just cut your strings.” He grinned at her. “Um...I think somebody might have just ordered me,” Tess replied, confused. Matthew plucked the order from between her luscious boobs. “Mmm, whoever this is has a hell of an imagination,” he said, raising his eyebrows. “Someone you know?” “My sister,” Tess said faintly. “Wow. Well, just grab a table grill and take it out to her for these appetizers, and I'll be out in twenty minutes to prepare the entrees.” Looking at the order again, Matthew gave a low whistle. “Your sister? Really?” “Y-yes,” Tess stammered, eyes down. “She's very...assertive.” “Well, I'll have Daisy out to take drink orders and help with the appetizers. I'm looking forward to this.” He grinned as Tess went to the heavy grill and pushed it out to Table 4, where Stacy was waiting. Chapter 3 “Ooh, I can't wait!” Stacy said excitedly as Tess rolled the grill down next to the table. Daisy, a slim girl with laughing eyes, watched enviously as Tess turned on the grill, then disappeared to fetch the table of six's drinks. Standing behind her sister, Stacy massaged Tess's impressive chest. “I've always been jealous of these, you know,” she breathed in her sister's ear. “It's gotten me wet thinking about cutting them off since practically before I knew how to masturbate.” Tess shuddered, but stood obediently still, staring at the rapidly heating grill. Soon, Daisy came bouncing back with a tray of sodas and beer. Setting them in front of the guests, she moved over to where Tess and Stacy were standing. “Ready to start?” she asked eagerly. “Oh, yes,” Stacy said, eyes hot with lust. “Just feel how wet she is.” Tess felt like crying as Daisy happily put her hand down Tess's shorts and touched her womanhood. ‘I can't help it!’ she wanted to scream. ‘It doesn't mean I want this!’ But part of her, she had to admit, did. Her nipples stood stiff against her shirt, and she felt another climax building as Daisy expertly manipulated her clit. “Let's get this shirt off,” Stacy said, pulling it up. Tess raised her arms submissively, almost falling over when Daisy leaned in and sucked one of her nipples into her mouth. There was a ripple of applause in the crowd as her plump breasts were exposed. All those eyes on her...Tess closed her eyes and moaned as she came again. “Wow, she really is a hot one!” Daisy admired. Tess blushed at the compliment. “Looks like the grill's ready,” the waitress continued, oiling the ridged black surface. “Drew? Bobby? Either of y'all got a pole to hold her steady?” Stacy asked wickedly. The boys practically fell over themselves to get to them. “Now, now,” Stacy said sympathetically to the slower Bobby, patting him on the shoulder. “Daisy, would you be a dear and suck Bobby here off? I want to take care of Tess.” Daisy dropped to her knees and started to undo Bobby's jeans with an innocent-little-girl expression that made him even harder. Stacy, meanwhile, slid Tess's shorts down her long legs, licking her lips at the sight of her sister's plump thighs. Tess whimpered, resting her hands on the table to either side of the grill as Drew rubbed the tip of his cock against her cunt. She could feel the heat of the grill on her breasts, and it scared and excited her. She moaned with pleasure as Drew slid his thick member into her. Watching, her sister felt hornier than she ever had before. Breathing hard, she leaned in to kiss Tess on her full lips, her tongue sliding into her terrified sibling's mouth. Heart pounding, Stacy kissed Tess hard, then pushed her down on the grill. There was a delicious sizzle as Tess's big breasts flattened against the oiled grill. Her eyes shot open, watering from the pain, and she screamed into Stacy's mouth. Drew held her thrashing body down, plowing her with his big pole, loving the way her pussy was contracting around him. Tess was in a strange limbo, her mind trapped between the agonizingly delicious feel of Drew pounding her from behind and the deliciously agonizing pain of her sensitive tits on the grill. Meat...she thought with what mental capacity she had left. I'm just meat...Oh God! She shuddered into a painful orgasm as Drew pulled out to splatter her ass with his cum. “It looks like they're almost ready,” Daisy said, licking Bobby's cum off her lips. Stacy looked at her, uncomprehending. Her fingers were stuffed into her own pussy, and she was recovering from a mind-bending climax. Grinning, Daisy pulled the mindlessly babbling Tess off the grill. Her breasts steamed tantalizingly. Moving her over and making her sit down, Daisy put a cutting board under her tasty tits. “You ready, baby?” she asked Tess, eyes bright. “Hngh...” Tess moaned in response, moving her still-tingling pussy against the smooth wood of the seat. Suddenly, she felt something deliciously wet and cool against her burning cunt. She put her trembling hands under the table to feel the curly hair of one of Stacy's girlfriends between her legs. Lea had crawled under the table to taste her, and Tess couldn't help but respond. Daisy stood still for a moment, enjoying Tess's whimpers. The chill kiss of the knife brought the doomed girl back to reality. “Do you...do you have to?” she asked Daisy pathetically. The other waitress just kissed her on the cheek and set the knife to her breast. Tess whined with fresh pain as the blade sliced through her flesh, easily parting the tasty cooked meat. Her right breast, looking delectable with the grill marks, fell nipple-up, soon joined by its twin. Tess sobbed and whimpered, tears rolling down her cheeks as Daisy carved her succulent breasts into hors d'eourves. Stacy picked her unresisting body up and seared her wounds shut on the grill, getting an awful scream from Tess that made her shiver with lust. Chapter 4 Stacy savored every little morsel of Tess's breast meat. It wasn't every day, after all, that you got to eat your own sister. Tess lay on her back on the table, shivering and moaning. Stacy idly played with her sister's pussy, keeping her moving and wet. Daisy kept the drinks coming, and Stacy rewarded her with a crispy strip of meat. Soon, Matthew came out of the kitchen and walked towards table 4. “Finding everything well, I hope?” he inquired. Tess gurgled and started to say something, so Stacy stuffed her pussy-slick fingers into her sister's weakly moving mouth. “Everything's great, Matt, thanks,” she smiled at him. “I'm getting a little hungry, though. Are you here to prepare our entree?” “Let's get started.” Quickly, he pulled Tess up into a kneeling position. “Drink this now, please.” He held a steaming cup of liquid to her lips. Slowly, she drank it all, becoming more alert with each sip. “It's an herbal tea with stimulating and, ah, aphrodisiac properties. It'll keep you awake and lubricated through the meal, and hopefully make things a little more pleasant for you.” Stacy's eyes lit up at that, and Tess felt a little chill run up her spine. That was succeeded rapidly by a rush of warmth spreading from her pussy as Stacy bent down to lick her. “Good, we're going to need her nice and wet for this,” Matthew said, patting the piece of equipment he'd brought. It looked almost like a saddle, with a nearly foot-long dildo rising from the center. That impressive pole was heating, almost glowing already. Matthew held Tess upright and tied her arms together from the elbows down. “We're going to be cooking Tess's pussy from the inside out,” he explained while he worked. “I'll be serving most of you fresh from her body while that cooks, then giving the fillet to our graduate here.” Tess whimpered when she heard her fate. Had her own sister really asked for...this? Stacy's grin answered that question. She stopped licking Tess's pussy long enough to say, “I can't wait to taste this cooked, babe.” Tess wiggled in Matthew's grasp as Stacy tasted her fresh cunt. This is it, she thought. My last, ooh, orgasm...Her body shuddered as it swept over her, then she felt heat on her pussy as Matthew held her over the pole. She barely had time to say, “Please, no!” before he sank her on the red-hot iron. Tess's eyes bugged wide and her mouth opened, trying to scream, but she couldn't find the breath. All that came out was a pathetic whine. She straddled the rod, her ass plumply inviting, perched on the saddle. It felt like she had molten steel poured into her pussy – which wasn't far from the truth. Stacy kissed Tess's horrified face, licking the salty tears from her cheeks, cradling her head. “You look so hot there, sis,” she smiled at her helplessly twitching older sister. “Could you get me a bite of that sweet little ass, Matt?” “Absolutely, young lady,” the chef smiled at her. “Just a minute.” With professional dexterity, he sliced perfect little rounds of French bread, tossing them onto the grill with a bit of reserved fat from Tess's breasts. As they fried, he diced cherry tomatoes, onions, and fresh mozzarella before setting to work on the meat. Tess cried as he stabbed a fork into her round butt, carefully slicing delectably thin slivers of meat, salting and peppering them before flipping them onto the grill. Stacy and her friends oohed and aah-ed as Matthew arranged the hot bread, piled high with mozzarella and tomatoes, around steaming slices of Tess's flesh. Finishing the dish off with a drizzle of Balsamic vinaigrette, he set it in front of the hungry teens. Tess watched, stricken, as they devoured it. “That's mine,” she protested weakly, distracted and in agony from the fire that was cooking her pussy. Smirking, Stacy pushed a morsel past Tess's lips. She chewed and swallowed it slowly. “It's good!” she said brightly before subsiding into a painful sob. “You're doing great, Tess,” Matthew assured her. He patted her on the thigh, making her wince, then set to work again. He served dish after dish, appetizers and small entrees, using Tess's juicy meat as a garnish or centerpiece. Everything was delicious, but Stacy ate as little as she could stand. Her eyes were fastened on Tess's cunt. Soon, when Matthew prodded Tess's clit and she barely stirred, he pronounced it ready. Stacy could barely contain her excitement. She shivered as Matthew lifted Tess, moaning, from the pole. Steam and a truly mouthwatering smell rose from Tess's womanhood. Stacy latched onto her friend Lea's arm. “Lea, baby,” she whispered breathlessly, “I'll do anything you want if you'll eat me out while I eat my sister.” With a grin and a toss of her curly hair, Lea agreed. “But I was going to do that anyways,” she said mischievously as she crawled under the table. Stacy didn't care. She watched as Matthew laid Tess's limp body on the table. Taking a long, sharp knife, he began cutting precisely around her pussy. Stacy moaned and pulled Lea harder into her own womanhood, the pathetic horror on Tess's face making her tingle. She orgasmed on Lea's talented tongue when Matthew set the steaming fillet in front of her, and again when she took her first bite. It was by far the most amazing thing she'd ever tasted. The whole restaurant was quiet as they watched Stacy eat. Tess, barely alive, stirred weakly. “Still with us, Tess?” Matthew said, lifting her up so she could see Stacy's enraptured face. “I'm...ruined...aren't I?” Tess said sadly. She'd lost a great deal of blood and meat. “Shh, it's ok, baby,” Matthew crooned. “You were fantastic. Just look how happy they all are!” When he lifted her head higher to look, he quickly drew his knife over her throat. Tess choked and gurgled, twitching as she died. Whistling quietly, Matthew began to break down the body to pack up for Stacy. Across the room, he could see a table of businesswomen feeling up Daisy. From the look on her face, they were about to order her. He smiled. You didn't sell too many meatgirls, but sell one and you'd almost certainly move at least two or three more before the night was out. Epilogue Grinning ear to ear, Stacy burst into her house. “Mom! Dad! I've got leftovers!” she shouted. Suddenly, Mr. and Mrs. Morgan, with a dozen more friends, burst out of hiding places all around the room! “Surprise! Happy graduation, Stacy!” they all shouted, surrounding her and patting her on the back. Her mother hugged her tightly. “Now, as soon as your dear sister gets home, we'll get her spitted and over the fire to eat in a few hours!” Mrs. Morgan smiled at Stacy. “Ah, well...” Stacy said, embarrassed. “I kind of stopped by Ferdinand's with a few friends, and...” “Oh, Stacy, you didn't!” her mother cried, angry. “You know how much we were looking forward to this!” Stacy turned red. “Look, I'm sorry,” she muttered, but she didn't look very contrite. Mr. Morgan frowned. “Stacy, dear, that was very selfish of you. Now what are we going to feed these people?” he asked sternly. “Umm...I don't know,” Stacy said, backing away. She could feel a trap closing around her, and it scared her. “Go ahead and strip, dear,” Mrs. Morgan sighed. “We can't disappoint our guests.” “What? NO!” Stacy shouted. She turned to run, but a half-dozen hands grabbed her. She kicked and scratched as they tore off her clothes. “You're being very undignified, Stacy,” her father said sternly. “I'm certain that your sister met her fate with more decorum.” “Fuck decorum!” Stacy screamed, biting one of the arms that held her. Her mother stuffed a gag into her open mouth, patting her on the head as Stacy glared at her. The guests dragged the fighting girl outside, where coals glowed in a fire pit. Mr. Morgan frowned with irritation. “Well, if she won't go decently, I guess I'll have to behead her.” Stacy's eyes went wide with fear, and she tried to scream something through her gag. The guests hauled her over to a well-used chopping block, and her father towered over her with an axe. “Would you give me a blow job first, please, dear?” he asked his wife. She obediently dropped to her knees next to Stacy and unzipped his fly, pulling his cock out and happily sucking it into her mouth. Stacy moaned fearfully. Her mother's happy slurping sounds brought her death closer and closer...When Mrs. Morgan finally gulped and swallowed, Stacy writhed in fresh terror – but the axe still came down like a thunderbolt, hacking her pretty neck in two and sending her head rolling on the ground. Her body bucked and lurched spasmodically as Mr. Morgan bent it backwards over the block. Mrs. Morgan quickly gutted and drained the body, and together, she and her husband spitted their daughter and suspended her to turn over the fire, basting her periodically with the sauce they'd planned for Tess. The head Mr. Morgan spiked on a pole for preserving later. Soon enough, Stacy's body was golden and delectable. The smell was enough to make your mouth water, and everyone agreed that it had been a lovely graduation party. Report to moderator Logged