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Getting Along With Sis
by Scorpio00155 (address defunct)
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Brother blackmails sister into things she might not have
done if not coerced into it. In the end both are happy
with their new pleasurable relationship. (MF-teens,
underage, inc, blkmail, voy)
***
"Gary?" my mother's voice drifted up the stairs.
"Coming mum!" I yelled back after groaning to myself.
Putting down my latest copy of Playboy and stuffing my
erect tool back into my trousers, I got off the bed and
headed for the bedroom door wondering what mum wanted
now. A few minutes later I found out what it was.
"Gary," mum said as I entered the kitchen. "Your father
and I have to go away for a week, Sandra will take care
of you while we are away and I want no arguments from
you."
Inwardly I groaned at the thought of having my sister in
charge of me for a week, she was a seventeen year old
pain in the backside, pretty, but a pain. Reluctantly I
agreed to behave myself before it dawned on me that I
would be on holiday and, horror of horrors, so would
she, this had to be the worst day of all my fifteen
years. Feeling glum I returned to my bedroom and flopped
on my bed, even the sight of my copy of Playboy did
nothing to cheer me up.
*
Early the next morning my parents left for wherever they
were off to leaving me to the tender mercies of my older
sister. Barely had my parents left when Sandra was
laying down the law.
"Right Gary," she said "while mum and dad are away you
are going to give me a hand around the house. You can
start by tidying that pig sty you call a room."
"Aw, come on Sandra," I protested, "it's not that bad."
"I knew your promise was no good." she smirked.
She knew as well as I did that I had never broken a
promise, her comment was totally uncalled for and I her
told so.
"One day I'll get my own back." I finished.
Storming up to my room I set to putting away the few
things that were lying around then flopped on my bed and
sulked. Although I loved my sister she was a bitch at
times, usually when she was in charge, which was too
often for my liking.
Glancing around my room I spotted the copy of Playboy
lurking in a corner, God knows why, but the thought
popped into my head of what my sister would look like
naked. I was surprised at myself for having this
thought, even more so as I realised that I was getting
turned on by it!
"Gary, stop wanking and get down here," Sandra's voice
drifted up the stairs to me.
Angered by her words I went downstairs, she wasn't in
the living room so I went into the kitchen.
"Come on," she grinned, "dinner's on the table."
The wind was taken from my sails at her announcement,
her shout had obviously been a wind up and I had fallen
for it, this only increased my determination to get my
own back on my sister. Nevertheless, dinner looked and
smelt good and my thoughts of revenge could wait until
after dinner.
*
Over the next two days my sister made my life a misery,
winding me up then defusing me until I was ready to blow
my top. Yet even then I found myself becoming
increasingly excited by the idea of my sister in the
nude, I was shocked to even find myself fantasising
about my sister while I was wanking. Then, quite by
accident, I got the chance to get my own back on my
sister and satisfy my erotic curiosity, a chance I
didn't hesitate in taking.
It was early on the third day of my parent's absence, I
had woken from a wet dream and headed for the bathroom
to clean myself up, as I passed my sister's room I heard
strange sounds coming from inside. Curious I peeked
through the keyhole and there was Sandra, naked and
wanking for all she was worth, grinning I watched her
for a few minutes before I had an idea.
Quickly and quietly I dashed back to my room and grabbed
my camera, racing back to my sister's door I put the
lens to the keyhole and looked through the viewfinder.
Joy oh joy, through the SLR lens I could see my sister
still busy with her pleasure, her body revealed in all
its naked glory, eagerly I began pressing the shutter
release, I had twenty unused pictures and I snapped
every single one of them. The last picture I took was a
dilly, it was of Sandra climaxing, her fingers buried
deep in her pussy, her body arched as her pleasure had
peaked, grinning like a Cheshire cat I took that shot
and returned to my room with my tool leading the way.
Safe in my room I rewound the film, unloaded the camera
and put the film safely into its container, hurriedly I
dressed, put the precious film in my pocket and went
downstairs to make myself some breakfast.
Sandra joined me in the kitchen about ten minutes later,
she still looked flushed from her pleasure play, and she
was also puzzled by me greeting her merrily.
"Morning sis," I grinned, sleep well?"
"Yes thank you," she responded with a raise of an
eyebrow. "You're in a good mood this morning."
"I am aren't I," I grinned, "by the way, I've got to go
out this morning."
"Oh, is that so," she said sarcastically "And where
would you be going young man?"
"I've got some films I want developed," I grinned, "I'm
only going to the shopping mall."
Sandra knew the mall I was referring to, it was about
two miles from the house and I usually went to the
SpeediPrint shop there to get my pictures developed,
what she didn't know was the reason I used that
particular shop. It was because the technician there was
a lazy bugger who never, but never checked the prints or
negatives put out by the automatic machinery.
She mucked about pretending to want to prevent me from
going out, but eventually 'deigned' to give me
permission to leave the house unaccompanied, I had known
she would as there was no valid reason to stop me going.
Feeling triumphant I left the house and made my way to
the mall and the photo-shop, depositing my films I paid
my fee and hung around for an hour at the end of which
time I returned to the shop and picked up my pictures.
I could barely wait until I was clear of the crowds to
open the envelope and check my pictures, the machine had
done a perfect job, four pictures of wildlife followed
by twenty pictures of Sandra having a wild time, all in
wonderful Kodak colour. Almost hugging myself I rushed
home, avoiding my sister I went to my room and separated
the negatives from the prints.
Grinning I put the negatives in the one hiding place I
had that I knew Sandra hadn't found, under a loose board
under my bed, then took the prints downstairs to the
living room.
"Oh, so you're back," Sandra greeted me as I entered the
room. "Did you get your pretty pictures developed?"
"Oh yes," I grinned, "and I think you'll like them."
"Really?" she said in a puzzled tone.
Grinning from ear to ear I handed her the prints, the
top four were the pictures of wildlife I had taken, she
looked at these and frowned in puzzlement as they were
nothing out of the ordinary. Then she looked at the
fifth photo, her eyes went wide as she stared at herself
wanking, slowly she looked at the other pictures, her
eyes widening wider with each one and her jaw dropping
lower and lower.
"Gary!" she exclaimed.
"Yes Sandra?" I replied all innocence.
My sister looked at me with disbelieving eyes then back
at the pictures, at first it looked as though she was
going to rip them apart, but it dawned on her that these
were only the prints, if she tore them to shreds I would
still have the negatives.
"Where are the negatives?" she asked in a hushed voice.
"Safe," I grinned.
The joy I felt at her reaction filled me, at last I had
managed to get my own back on my sister in a way that
actually got to her, she wouldn't laugh this off so
easily. Then my joy faded as Sandra burst into tears, I
was confused, I had never intended to hurt her only
embarrass her, the way she had embarrassed me. Dropping
the pictures on the sofa my sister ran from the room.
Suddenly I didn't feel quite so smug about what I had
done and it was only at that moment that it dawned on me
that I had intruded on her very private pleasure. I felt
like shit, there was only one thing I could do to make
amends and that was to give her the negatives, a pity
really as she looked smashing in the photographs.
Picking up the prints I went up to my room and retrieved
the negatives then made my way to Sandra's room.
"Sandra," I said softly as I knocked on her door.
"Go away!" she shouted in reply.
"Please let me in," I pleaded, "just for a minute."
At first I thought she was going to ignore me, but then
I heard the click of the lock and the door opened a
crack. Sandra looked out at me, tears in her eyes.
"I-I... uh," I faltered. "I'm sorry sis. I never meant
to upset you... Here."
I handed her the prints and the negatives and turned to
go to my room as she took them, but she opened the door
and indicated that I should enter. Following her in I
sat on the edge of her bed and watched as she cut the
negatives and the prints into tiny shreds then dumped
them in her waste bin. She sat beside me, sniffed and
dried her eyes then she gave me an almost shy smile,
leant over and kissed me on the cheek.
"What was that for?" I asked.
"I don't know," she grinned "you don't deserve it after
what you did. Why did you do it?"
"I wanted," I replied, "to get my own back."
"Why?" she asked in a puzzled tone. "What for?"
"Come on Sandra," I said in amazement that she didn't
realize how she had been acting, "you've been a right
pain over the last couple of days."
"Me?" she protested.
"You... You've bossed me around more than mum and dad
ever do and in front of other people." I stated.
She looked thoughtful for a moment and it dawned on me
that she might not have realised how strict she had
been, perhaps she even thought she had been acting in
the right way.
"Perhaps" she said shaking her head "you are right. I
thought I was doing things the way mum and dad do."
She sighed which made her boobs rise and fall sharply,
this of course reminded me of what those boobs had
looked like naked and I grinned. My sister must have
mistaken my grin for something else because she suddenly
smiled at me and put her arm around my shoulder.
"I'll try to be less of a pain," she grinned. "Let's
kiss and make up."
This was a ritual from our younger days, neither of us
had invoked this for some time and I was surprised when
she offered our old peace ritual.
"Okay." I grinned back at her.
She leant over as I turned my head and our lips met in
what should have been a brief peck, but as our lips met
it was as though a spark passed between us and I felt
suddenly aroused. Without thinking I threw my arms
around my sister and pulled her close to me as I pressed
my lips hard to hers, Sandra returned my kiss with a
fervour that matched my own. A few moments later Sandra
parted our lips, turned, lay on her back and put her
head in my lap, she looked up at me with a smile on her
lips and a gleam in her eyes.
I don't know what she was feeling at that moment, but I
was feeling hot and excited as I looked down at her. One
of her hands rose to the back of my head, I felt her
gently draw my head down towards her, once again our
lips met, and once again I felt the spark pass between
us. As our kiss drew out I felt something tugging at my
chest, it took me a moment to realise that it was Sandra
opening the buttons of my shirt, even as I had this
realisation I felt her hand slide across my now bare
chest.
My heart pounded as her touch excited me, my tool
twitched and grew, pressing against my pants, trousers
and the back of my sister's head almost painfully, the
action of her hand on my skin inspiring me to return her
caress. Almost with a will of its own my hand fell to
her chest, the swell of her tits under my hand exciting
me even more as I daringly opened the buttons of her
blouse and pushed the material aside.
My hand trembled as I touched the warm flesh of her
stomach then stroked my way upwards until once again I
could feel the swell of her tits under my hand. For a
moment I gently squeezed and rubbed her tits through her
bra, then I pushed the bra up over her tits and put my
hand onto her bare flesh, the feel of her hard nipple
digging into the palm of my hand as I squeezed her
pliant globe made me draw in a sharp breath of
excitement. Taking the hard button between thumb and
forefinger I teased it, Sandra responded to this with a
moan deep in her throat, encouraged by this I played
with her nipple.
Some minutes later I slid my hand away from my sister's
tit, slowly, savouring the soft feel of her skin, I
rubbed my hand down to the waistband of her skirt, but I
didn't stop there, passing my hand quickly over the
material of the skirt I put my hand on her bare leg.
Slowly, gently I slid my hand up her soft thigh until it
came to rest on her minuscule panties and as I touched
the gusset Sandra sighed, her legs opening a little to
allow me easier access to her. A damp patch grew under
my hand as her juices flowed in arousal, my movements
suddenly firm and confident I pushed the material of her
panties to one side and slid the tips of my fingers
along the moist, warm, soft flesh of her pussy.
Once again Sandra sighed at my touch, eagerly I sought
and found her clitoris gently rubbing its hardness with
my thumb as my fingers stretched along her slit to slide
slowly into her wet hole. As my fingers slid into her
Sandra moaned and pressed her lips tighter to mine, her
hand at my chest sliding across my skin until I felt her
squeezing one of my nipples in her fingers making my
desire rise to a new height. Suddenly she parted our
lips and for a moment I thought that our fun was to end,
instead I gasped as Sandra leant up and put her mouth on
my other nipple, her tongue circling my tiny bud sending
shivers of delight through me that made my cock grow
even harder.
Enticed by my sister's actions I began to finger fuck
her with hard fast stokes that made her sigh and moan
around my nipple in her mouth, her lower body began to
move in time to my fingers as I drove her towards an
orgasm. Then she was shaking, her lips moving from my
chest as they opened in a cry of animal pleasure, her
pussy thrusting up onto my fingers as though trying to
engulf them and the hand they were attached to.
Opening my eyes I looked down at her and saw her eyes
were tightly shut, her mouth open in a wide 'O' of bliss
as her climax ran through her straining body, my eyes
roved down her body, relishing the sight of her tits as
they trembled with the force of her orgasm. I felt light
headed as I began moving my fingers in her again, this
time using long, slow strokes that seemed to increase
her pleasure. Sandra's eyes flicked open and she looked
up at me with desire written all over her face, then her
hands raised to push at my shirt, sliding it off my
shoulders and down my arms as a wide smile spread across
her lips.
As my shirt fell onto the bed my sister shuddered again,
her eyes half closing as the tumult of delight washed
over her yet again, then she was sitting up and with
almost desperate speed she pulled off her blouse and
bra. Her upper body twisted as she put her hands to the
waistband of my trousers, even as she began to open my
trousers I was tugging at the buttons of her skirt and
as the material flapped open Sandra raised her lower
body to let me slide the material from under her.
"And the panties." she gasped breaking our intimate
silence.
Eagerly I pushed the thin wisp of material down her
legs, as soon as they were clear of her backside my
sister lowered herself again then raised her legs so
that I could slide her panties and skirt off. Raising
myself a little I let Sandra push my trousers and pants
down to my knees, as I sat down once again Sandra
twisted around and pushed the bunched material of my
clothes down my legs. Moments later my trousers and
pants were a crumpled heap on the floor and I was gazing
longingly down at my sister's naked body, my recent
fantasy coming true in a way I could never have
imagined.
Slowly I passed my hand over her smooth skin, stroking
every inch of her exposed flesh before slipping my
fingers into her pussy again. As I began to slide my
fingers in her again Sandra closed her eyes, leant her
head back and growled, grinning I silenced her by
placing my lips on hers. Once again I drove her to a
climax all the while very aware of her neck pressing
against my hard tool, then Sandra was shaking, our lips
parting as she cried out in bliss.
After what seemed like hours, but could only have been a
few moments Sandra's body relaxed, her hand moved down
to grasp my wrist, firmly she pushed my hand away from
her pussy, this time I was sure that our game was over.
Sandra sat up, swivelled around, put her feet on the
floor, stood up and moved to stand in front of me.
I saw her tongue flick across her lips as she looked
down at my engorged prick, I took what I thought was my
last opportunity to stare at her naked body, memorising
every curve, hair and mark on her luscious body. Then my
sister was moving towards me, her knees came to rest on
the bed on either side of me as she straddled my legs,
reaching out I put my hands behind her back and leant
forward to accept her unspoken invitation.
With a tremor of delight I sucked one of her nipples
into my mouth, Sandra's hands touched my shoulders as I
flicked her hard button with my tongue and savoured the
taste and feel of her flesh in my mouth. Moving one of
my hands I cupped her other tit for a moment before
moving my fingers to her nipple, my sister groaned as I
began to play with her nipple with my fingers while at
the same time rolling the other on my tongue.
I sighed around the flesh in my mouth as I felt my tool
pressed underneath her, the moist warmth of her pussy
exciting the upper half of my shaft as she began to
slide backwards and forwards on its hardness. Releasing
her nipple I slid my hand down her body, squeezing it
between us I pressed my fingers to her clit and rubbed
at it with firm circular movements. In response Sandra
groaned and slid herself faster along my cock until I
could barely stand the power of the sensations her hot
pussy was giving me.
Sandra was climaxing when I moved my hand from her
pussy, sliding both hands under her arms I lifted my
sister until my tool could at last stand to attention
then, watching her face closely, I gently lowered her
down onto my rigid cock. As my knob pressed against her
hole Sandra's eyes flew open, I stopped lowering her and
looked her in the eyes, a smile spread across her face
and I could see her desire written in her eyes, then she
nodded her head a fraction of an inch and I knew she was
as eager as I was to complete the act.
Slowly I began to lower her again, my knob slipping into
her wet hole easily, gradually I lowered her onto my
erection, to my amazement and delight she was climaxing
before I was fully within her, the muscles of her pussy
clenching around my flesh. Savouring the feel of her
pussy around my cock I resisted my desire to thrust up
into her, teasingly slowly I lowered her shuddering body
until at last our groins met and my tool nestled fully
within her clutching tube.
My sister threw her head back and cried out, her lower
body making hard grinding motions on my lap as my tool
rested within her, then she was rising up my shaft, a
moment later she was thrusting down and I was thrusting
up to meet her. My gasps of exhilaration merged with her
cries of joy as I thrust into her with hard, fast
strokes, we were both beyond the stage of finesse, both
of us anxious to feel the surge of my seed filling her
eager body.
Time lost meaning as I thrust into her, the feel of her
pussy sliding up and down my shaft raising me to new
heights until at last the inevitable happened, with a
cascade of heat and bliss my seed rushed along my shaft
to erupt into Sandra's body. As I climaxed my sister
thrust her shuddering body down on me, her pussy
gripping me like a vice as her muscles milked my flesh,
drawing every drop of my cum into her straining body.
A red haze spread over my eyes as my climax peaked then
the breath whooshed from my body as I suddenly came down
from my high, Sandra was almost limp in my arms, if I
hadn't been holding her she would have fallen to the
floor.
For a few moments we lay locked together, our lust
satiated for the moment, our bodies breathless and
sweaty, our minds drugged by the force of our pleasure.
Then Sandra's body jerked, with a loud gasp she leant
forward onto my shoulder, turned her face to me and
kissed me gently on the lips.
Neither of us spoke as she raised herself from my lap to
flop onto the bed beside me, her body still trembling
from after-thrills of pleasure, she rolled onto her back
and looked up at me with a broad smile. I gazed down at
her and wondered for the first time why I felt no guilt
at what we had done, incest was not only illegal it was
supposedly taboo, yet all I felt was joy and the desire
to repeat the sensation.
"Jesus," Sandra breathed a few minutes later, "where the
hell did you learn to fuck like that?"
I grinned down at her, noting the contented gleam in her
eyes and the curve of her lips as she returned my grin.
Sandra reached up and stroked my cheek tenderly, almost
lovingly.
"Lord will we cop it if anyone finds out what we've
done." she grinned, "I should feel guilty about it, but
I just feel satisfied and happy."
"Ditto," I grinned, "in fact I want to do it again."
"Not until I've had a chance to recover you don't." She
laughed.
Her words told me what I had most wanted to hear, that
our relationship would continue.
Five days later our parents came home, they were
surprised to find Sandra and I getting on like a house
on fire, it puzzled them while at the same time pleasing
them that our bickering had come to an end. Our
bickering may have come to an end, but something else
had filled its place.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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