My Sister’s Seduction

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“Vicky, we shouldn’t be doing this,” I said as I looked down at her, staring into her eyes.

“I know, that’s what makes it feel so good,” she told me with an evil smile as she took my cock in both her hands and brought it to her lips.

My little sister Vicky had always been an incredible tease, even when we were younger. Before I went to college she would tempt me by walking around the house in a skimpy little bathing suit or a pair of sexy underwear, she used to torment me to no end. I always thought that it was because she wanted to make me suffer, that she wanted me to be so sexually frustrated that I would be overcome with desire and guilt and have a break down. For years I believed that she was just sadistic but as I grew older, I realized that it was because she wanted to have power over me. It wasn’t because Vicky was inherently power hungry or ruthless, it was because she wanted to have the same influence over me that I had over her. I hadn’t realized it but I had been sexually tempting her for years, unknowingly inflicting a desire upon her that was tearing her apart inside. The only way that she could possibly deal with that desire was to turn it back on me, so that’s what she did, until suffering became pleasure and our darkest passions became the reality we had hoped for, for so, so long.

It all changed after my first year of college, I came back home for the summer to visit my family and friends, none of whom I’d seen since Christmas. I wanted to reconnect with the people that I missed and was looking forward to taking some time off and enjoying the summer. Things were looking bright for me and I felt like everything was falling into place in my life. I had found a career path that I was excited about, my grades were higher than they’d ever been in high school and I was getting laid, which was probably the best part.

I came home to an empty house and a family that wasn’t even there though. My mom and dad had gone on vacation and I was left surprised, I had thought that they’d be here when I got home. Instead, I was left with a note that said “Back soon, just need a little away time. Take care of sister and don’t burn the house down.” I was a little disappointed since seeing my parents was part of the reason I’d come back home, instead I was standing in an empty living room looking at a hastily scrawled note that told me that I didn’t matter enough to be welcomed back when I came through the door. Naturally I was a little upset.

“Don’t look so down Randy,” a voice from behind me said. I turned around and there she was, standing on the stairs, wearing nothing more than a bra and panties, as if she was getting her game on already without even waiting a day. “I know you’re disappointed that mom and dad aren’t here but don’t be. We’ve got the whole place to ourselves now and this way we can party in the house without them whining to us.” Vicky was more beautiful than the last time I’d seen her, it’d only been four and a half months since Christmas but in that four and a half months, she’d grown. She looked at me with a stare that made me think that she was both angry and desirous of something at the same time, I couldn’t tell what though, her expression gave away nothing. She had always been a mystery to me.

“Why don’t you come upstairs and talk with me in my room,” she said as she turned around without even waiting to hear my reply.

I was stunned by her words, I had expected more and for a moment, I just stood there with my mouth open. “I kind of want to get something to eat before I do anything else Vicky,” I shouted after her like some love struck boy who was desperately hoping that the woman he desired would turn around and join him rather than leave him to his own devices… and desires.

“Then get something to eat Randy but come upstairs and see me when you’re done,” she said, again without even glancing back at me.

I watched as she walked away, staring at how her sexy ass bounced with every step up the stairs. Her little thong hid nothing and I couldn’t help but stare longingly at her body as she reached the top of the steps. She was so hot, her legs were tanned and toned and her ass was amazing. Her long blonde hair ran down to her waist and swayed with every step, she walked with a grace that said she was totally comfortable in her body and that making love to her would be one of the most intense experiences of any man’s life.

“Remember your promise Randy, come and see me before you go anywhere,” she said, finally turning to face me before she opened the door to her bedroom and walked out of sight. I hadn’t promised her anything but at the same time I felt like she had every right to hold me to something, I had no idea why, perhaps it was because I was overcome with a desire to follow her up the stairs right then and force myself upon her. It wasn’t just her sexy ass and toned legs that made me feel this way. Though Vicky was amazingly hot and would have made any man want her, it was the look that she had given me that made me desire her, despite the fact that she istanbul escort was my sister. It was a look that said she wanted me to fuck her and that when I went up those stairs; I was going to get everything that I had ever wanted from her. Suddenly I was overcome with shame, Vicky was my sister and I felt disgusted for wanting to have sex with her, the thought of her body was just too arousing though. I couldn’t help but to imagine her naked body beneath me, running my hands over her bare skin, caressing her nipples with my fingers and pressing my lips to hers before sliding inside her, the thought made me hard immediately and I realized I had to get these thoughts off of my mind before I went too far. I went into the kitchen and looked around for something to eat, desperate for anything to take my mind off the thoughts that had come over since I walked in the door. I saw a few a things that I could make a sandwich with and took them out of the fridge before sitting down at the kitchen table. As I made myself my lunch, my thoughts returned to Vicky, she had definitely changed and I was unable to fathom why, it was as if she was a totally different person than she had been only four and a half months ago. I contemplated what could have transformed her so much in such a short period of time and couldn’t think of anything, I was at a loss for what sort of influence could have impacted her so deeply so quickly and then I started to think of her having sexual experiences. “That would do it,” I muttered. Vicky was eighteen now and incredibly beautiful, she was also confident and unafraid to express her sexuality; I could easily see her seducing a man… or a women for that matter. What if she had had sex, I thought, what if she’d lost her virginity and was now unafraid to express her self sexually, even if that meant openly acting on her desires for her older brother. “Impossible,” I said to myself quietly as I took a bite of my sandwich, “Vicky would never do that.”

I finished eating and decided that I would go upstairs and talk to her, there was no reason not to and I felt like I had to see her. I needed to learn what had happened to her to make her so different and, for a reason I couldn’t place, I craved some sort of intimacy with her. The way she had spoken to me, with such detachment, made me feel a burning need to be closer to her. I felt an intense longing to be allowed in to her secret world and find out what had changed her. I couldn’t help but head up the stairs and make my way to her room, she was just too tempting to let go of and I had to take my chance and see her before I was shut out and closed off. I made my way up the stairs and was struck by a feeling of unfamiliarity, as if this place wasn’t my home anymore and that what I was doing here was wrong. I pushed myself to get to the top of the stairs and focus on what I was doing. “I’m just going to talk to my sister,” I said to myself, “I’m not going into some sort of tense discussion that needs me to be at the top of my game.” I had no idea of how wrong I was.

I walked down the hall and turned to Vicky’s room to see that she was lying on her bed, face turned to the window; I hadn’t noticed it while I ate but it had started to rain outside and a storm was brewing. Vicky’s beautiful ass was turned towards me and her legs wear spread wide. My eyes immediately went to the small patch of fabric that barely covered her pussy and I stared at her gorgeous body as she looked out the window at the storm that was growing before her eyes.

“Are you just going to stand there and stare at me Randy or are you going to come in and sit down,” she asked me without turning her head in my direction.

“I’m going to come in and sit down,” I told her immediately. There was a hint of anger in my voice, I didn’t like how she was talking down to me but I also wanted to please her so I walked towards the bed, it was the only place to sit down in the whole room aside from the floor.

“Good,” she said cheerfully, throwing me off with her sudden change of tone.

“How did you even know that I was there,” I asked her suspiciously.

“I heard you walking down the hall, I heard you talking to yourself too,” she told me as I sat down at the end of her bed, she had bent her knees as I walked over so that I had plenty of room to sit and I turned to look at her with shock as the impact of her words settled in. She had heard me talking to myself and knew how nervous I was about confronting her, I had no idea why but this terrified me. “What were you saying anyways, I could hardly hear you,” she said.

“Just that it’s been a long time since I’ve been home Vicky,” I lied. The fear that I felt before had grown more powerful but I managed to suppress it as I focused on breathing deeply.

“Oh, is that all,” she said as she rolled over without warning. Vicky laid on her back and looked up to stare at me with a devilish look in her eyes and said “why don’t you tell me the truth Randy, tell me what you were really saying as you walked to my room.”

“I kabataş escort told you, I was talking about how I hadn’t been home in a while,” I said, my tone growing more insistent.

“That’s a lie,” she told me boldly but with a hint of humor in her voice, “you were saying something else, something about being at the top of your game, I heard you.”

“Now who’s lying? You said you didn’t hear me,” I replied, feeling reassured to have caught her in a deception.

“I said I could hardly hear you, not that I couldn’t. Besides, that’s not what’s important Randy. What were you wanting to be on top of your game for? Talking to your little sister?” she asked with a mischievous smile that told me she knew how nervous I was. “Maybe you should just try to relax and let yourself go for a little bit,” she told me as she spread her legs and pushed herself up so her back was against the headboard.

I looked down towards her pussy for a brief moment and realized that her panties were so sheer that I could see through them, she was cleanly shaven and had a small tattoo above her lips. I couldn’t see what it was and didn’t want to stare so I immediately tore my eyes away from her crotch and looked up at her. Vicky had just turned eighteen and was still finishing high school, the fact that she had a tattoo was a little shocking especially considering that it was above her pussy of all places.

“Randy, you’re staring,” she said with mock seriousness, “don’t look at your sister that way, it’s wrong,” she told me before letting out a giggle.

“I wasn’t looking at your…” I quickly stopped myself before I finished my sentence, knowing what I would say.

“Pussy?” Vicky said as she looked at me, grinning slyly. “Oh don’t worry Randy, I won’t tell anybody that you were looking at my pussy and it doesn’t bother me that you wanted to see it. Did you notice that I got a new tattoo?” she asked.

“Uh, no, no I didn’t,” I said before realizing that she would know that I’d lied, “I mean yes, yes, I actually did,” I told her while looking away so I didn’t have to meet her gaze.

“Good,” she said cheerfully, “do you want to see it?” she asked.

“What?” I replied in shock.

“Just take a look at it, it’s at the top so you won’t have to see anything that’ll make you uncomfortable, I want you to tell me what you think of it,” she said as she lowered her panties slightly so that I could see the area above her pussy. I turned to look and saw she was smiling even more widely at me. “Look, it’s a little heart, I want whoever gets to go down there to love me, so that’s why I got it.”

Indeed she had a small red heart tattoo and as I looked at it I felt my cock stir in my pants, I was practically staring at my little sister’s pussy. “That’s a… a good reason to get that tattooed there,” I said with embarrassment. The tip of the heart almost met the top of her lips and for a split second she pulled her panties down a little bit further, just enough for me to catch a glimpse of her pussy.

“Thanks Randy, I’m glad that you like it,” she said to me.

“Ya, it’s a little weird that you got a tattoo right above your pussy Vicky,” I told her.

“Why,” she asked with what seemed to be genuine confusion and innocence.

“Did the tattoo artist have to see you naked to do it,” I asked.

“Ya, so what?” she replied.

“Well, most tattoos don’t demand that you get naked in front of the tattoo artist Vicky,” I told her.

“So? It’s not like he hadn’t seen me naked before,” she said causally.

“What,” I asked in shock.

“He’d seen me naked before, when we had sex,” she said nonchalantly.

“You had sex with the tattoo artist?” I asked with a tone that clearly showed how phased I was by this.

“Well ya, I wasn’t just going to get naked in front of some guy that I didn’t feel comfortable with so I had sex with him first,” she replied.

“You had sex with him in order to find out if you would feel comfortable being naked in front of him,” I asked her.

“Ya, I wanted to find out what kind of person he was first so I had sex with him,” she told me.

“Ok, that’s a little odd,” I said.

“Not really, sex can a be the perfect way to get to know someone Randy. You can find out who a person really is by having sex with them, it’s an exploration of your deepest desires. It shows what they’re really like, who they really are,” she said with an intense look in her eyes that told me that she absolutely believed what she was saying.

“That’s a weird way to see it,” I said before I could stop myself.

“Not really,” Vicky told me as she got up to kneel on the bed. “It’s a beautiful way to see things, open your eyes to the pleasure in the world Randy, it can be amazing,” she said as she started to caress my cheek.

“Vicky, you’re making me a little uncomfortable,” I told her, all too aware of how her talking about fucking some tattoo artist was making my cock hard, not to mention how much it turned me on to have her caressing kadıköy escort my face. It was like she enjoyed making me aroused.

“Why? You know you like it when I touch you and it’s not like I’m telling you anything that you don’t already know. Deep down, you know that sex is a wonderful thing and that sharing pleasure with someone makes you closer to them,” she said.

“I know but you’re my sister and I don’t want to talk about something like this with you,” I said.

Vicky began to run her hand down my back and came closer to me. “Don’t be so constrained Randy, you know you want to talk about your sexual desires with me, you know that you want to tell me how you feel. I can understand you better than anyone, you can share everything with me,” she said. She began rubbing her hand over my chest and moved her head closer to mine before putting her other hand on my chin and turning my head to face hers. “Tell me how you really feel Randy, tell me how you’re feeling right now,” she said with an intensity that made her seem like she was possessed.

“I… I feel,” I didn’t know what to say, I didn’t want to tell her how I felt, my cock was completely hard and throbbing and what I truly wanted was to run my hands all over her body and force her down onto the bed and have sex with her. I couldn’t tell her that though and turned away so I wouldn’t have to meet her gaze. She was my sister and I didn’t want to jeopardize the relationship that we had. I was afraid to tell her the truth.

“Tell me, tell me what you want,” she told me, almost whispering as she turned my face towards hers again so that she could look me in the eyes.

“I… I want,” suddenly she slid her hand down to my cock and ran her fingers over my hard shaft, “Vicky!” I cried.

“Isn’t this what you want Randy, isn’t this what you’ve been craving, desiring?” she asked as she slowly squeezed the tip of my cock in her hands.

“Vicky, that’s not what I want,” I almost shouted at her.

“Then why are you so hard,” she asked me with an evil grin on her face.

“Because, because you’re touching my cock,” I said.

“That’s not true, you were hard before I touched you, I could see it when I sat up. You’re cock was so hard it was practically ripping through your pants,” she told me as she slid her other hand under my shirt and ran it up my back.

“That’s because you were practically showing me your pussy,” I told her.

“So you admit that you were turned on by seeing my pussy?” she asked.

“Yes,” I insisted. She hadn’t taken her hand away from my cock and was starting to stroke it through my pants, it felt so good and I let out a soft moan as she moved closer to me and her breasts pressed against my arm.

“Then I know that you want me Randy and I know that you want to do more than just stroke your cock. If you want me to stop, just say so and I will but I know you won’t want me to stop,” she whispered into my ear as she kissed it lightly, running her lips over it like a feather. The sensation was so intense that I couldn’t help but to moan. Suddenly, she undid my zipper and slipped her hands into my pants before wrapping her fingers around my now uncovered cock and kissing my neck.

“Oh god Vicky,” I said as I moaned in ecstasy.

“That’s right, you know you want it Randy, you know you want your sister’s lips wrapped around your cock,” she said as she stroked me and took her other hand from my back and pressed me down onto the bed with it. “Lay down so I can suck you, I want your cock in between my lips so bad,” she said as she bent over my body and starred up at me.

“Vicky, we shouldn’t be doing this,” I said as I looked down at her, staring into her eyes.

“I know, that’s what makes it feel so good,” she told me with an evil smile as she took my cock in both her hands and brought it to her lips. Her tongue darted out of her mouth and caressed the tip of my cock sending a tingling sensation through my whole body.

“The pleasure was so great that I couldn’t help but to cry out “Oh god Vicky, that feels amazing.”

“I knew you’d like it,” she said with a giggle as she took the tip of my cock between her lips and slowly caressed it with her tongue while massaging my balls with her hand.

“Fuck, Vicky,” I said as her lips ran down the length of my shaft and I felt her saliva coat my entire length. Her mouth made it’s way down to the base my cock and I couldn’t help but to bring my hands to her head and slowly run them through her hair while she sucked me. Vicky moaned as I ran my hands through her beautiful locks and I looked down to see that she was staring up at me while my cock filled her mouth. “Oh god that’s so hot,” I told her as I began to use my hands to force her head down in rhythm with her own movements. Vicky moaned again and I could tell that she wanted me to fuck her mouth so I gripped her hair and began to slowly force her head down to the base of my cock and bring it back up again.

“Yes, suck my cock while I fuck your mouth” I told her, growing more confident now that I was in control. Vicky moaned in reply to my words and hearing the sexual pleasure that she was feeling almost made me cum. “God Vicky, I’m going to cum soon, you’re making me so fucking turned on,” I told her as I gripped her hair even tighter and thrust into her mouth.

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