I found my sister’s Reddit account (continued) part 11 (finale!) [ff][inc][huml][blkmail]

I went to bed almost immediately after getting back from the awesome denouement at the hotel. As I closed my eyes and rested my head, I still couldn’t shake a strange feeling. I felt like an evil genius, but also I couldn’t help but feel kinda… bad. Had I been too harsh with the big reveal? Maybe leaving her cuffed to a bed alone for an hour was a little much. But she does like humiliation after all. Who knows, maybe Little Miss Pervert got a thrill out of it. She did cum even after I’d revealed myself. I attempted to ignore both the arousal and the guilt that twisted my tummy into conflicted knots. I fell asleep way too late. I don’t know when Rori got home.

I awoke to the strange feeling of having all this power and nothing to do with it. And, I had to admit to myself, still a bit of guilt. I brushed it away with the thought that she did it to herself. After all, what kind of whore meets up with a stranger to get fucked, without even knowing their real name? That level of dangerous sluttiness was downright stupid. And uncharacteristically risky on my shy sister’s part. Come to think of it, she didn’t even resist the idea of being naked in front of a stranger. Had I really turned her into a that much of a wicked sex addict? The thought of having completely corrupted my “sweet” sister made my hand go down towards my thighs almost instinctively… And then my alarm went off.

Yeah, that was a thing too, school was back on, and life continued. All thoughts of sexiness and corrupting my big sister slid right out of me as I slid out of bed.

The next days were interesting to say the least. Our parents were back, which made using my sister much more complicated, but somewhat more thrilling. It also gave me an excuse to go easy on her. Something was different, but it was hard to define. She seemed more nervous around me. I guess that was to be expected.

I still used my power to make her Rori’s life hell in small ways. For example, I would smack her ass when she didn’t expect it. When my parents were in the next room, I would often put my hand on her breast over her shirt, and pinch her nipples just hard enough for her to whimper, but not hard enough that she would scream out in pain. One time, I had her fingering herself during a shared car ride. Pretty innocent fun, all in all.

It all culminated two weeks after “The Hotel Night”. We were having a typical Friday Night Tex-Mex Family Meal at the table, which was rare nowadays, when I slid my foot up her leg under the table. Our parents were arguing half-heartedly about the latest episode of some show as I stared my sister down. “Quiet!” I said with my eyes. Her face turned red as I felt around under her skirt with my foot, still staring her down, egging her on with my devilish grin. She discreetly looked left and right, and I pressed on her delicate underwear with my bare foot to get her to attention again. She looked at me pleadingly at this point, and slowly shook her head left and right. But I was back to my merciless ways, and answered her head shake with a slow nod.

I knew I wouldn’t get very far with my foot in terms of getting her off, but still I felt wetness on her panties. I was also getting quite aroused myself. So I did what any reasonable person would do in this situation: I slowly picked up my fork and dropped it under the table. “Whoops.”, I pretended. Oscar-winning acting. I used my short escapade under the table to take off her panties faster than Houdini. Fortunately, she had predicted my plan, and did not resist. She still had quite the twisted mind.

As I got out from under the table to rinse my fork, I had to think creatively while looking around the room. Nothing seemed remotely appropriate, but then it struck me: I still had her thong in my left hand.
As I sat back down, my parents resumed their rambling and Rori resumed her blushing. My parents were opening their second wine bottle at this point, and were far from observant. I handed Rori her balled-up thong under the table, and instructed her with a napkin while grinning openly.

Almost immediately, and this really caused a mess between my own thighs, Rori stuffed herself with her panties *at the dining table* while I watched. She then closed her legs with an expression of deep, shameful lust. But that wasn’t enough: Using one finger, I rolled one of my carrots around in my plate playfully, still looking at her. Her eyes widened in shock and she shook her head, almost vigorously this time.

“Hey Rori”, I called out. She jolted to attention.

“Y-Yes?” her voice was but a whimper.

“Are you alright? You look kinda red.”

“Yeah no I… I feel fine.”

Our mother felt the need to get involved at this point:
“Your sister’s right, you look as red as I do, and you’re not even drinking!”

“I’m fine, mom!” Rori insisted vigorously.

“If you say so, honey. Just let me know if you need an aspirin, I have some in my purse.”

Our parents quickly resumed their lively discussion as I gave Rori a “that’s right, bitch” look. I metaphorically flicked the carrot again, not even trying to be subtle this time. She put her hand back under the table and started playing with herself, despite the protest her eyes expressed so charmingly. I thought I could see tears of shame in her eyes, and mentally drank them right up. When you act like a slut, you have to live with the consequences. As such, I sneaked a hand under the table again, as I myself couldn’t resist the call of lust any longer.

As she witnessed me joining her, my sister closed her eye involuntarily in pleasure. I could tell she was doing her damnedest to control her breathing, but she was also starting to rock her upper body ever-so-subtly. She was starting to make noise though, and my mouth was agape with glee. She seemed to realize it as she looked at me again and froze completely. I stared at her disapprovingly, while my finger waited expectantly, nestled between my labia. I wanted to give her a chance to keep going, but it seems she was just too close to cumming.

“I-I’m gonna go lie down!,” Rori blurted unexpectedly. She quickly got up and almost ran to her room.

“I’ll go check on her,” I said almost immediately, faking concern. Internally, I was both frustrated and laughing hysterically. I chose to put on the angry face as I barged into her room.

She looked at me with frightened eyes. And the slut already had her hand between her legs again. This would not do. I slapped her hand away while she begged me with her eyes. I hesitated for a second, then grabbed both her wrists with one hand. While my left hand pinned her arms to the wall above her head, my right hand attacked her clitoris. I knew what she liked, from having watched her masturbate so many times now.

The door was still wide open, and my sister was still stuffed with her own pink underwear. She glanced nervously at the door, but I snapped her back to attention with a not-so-gentle slap on her wet pussy. We both wanted to watch the door but I forced her to look into my domineering gaze. And so what if our parents caught us. Let them watch their princess get fingerfucked by her no-good little sister.

My pussy was aching for attention, but I ignored it as I focused on forcing Rori to orgasm.

My sister tried to beg me: “It’s – that’s too much! I – I can’t, please, I… I’m gonna – no, please!“

A single order: “Cum for me!”

I let go of her arms and covered her mouth with my hand. It was barely enough to muffle the high-pitched screams she made before her body began to quiver. Her eyes rolled back as she evidently lost her mind under my quick-moving fingers. After what seemed like a whole minute, she was back to soft moans as she slowly stopped trembling.

Holy fuck. That was, again, the hottest thing I’d ever done. My want had turned to a need, and I practically ripped my panties off, which at this point were totally soaked. I closed the door hurriedly, not that it would make much of a difference.

I violently pulled her by her legs to lower her onto the bed, so I would have free reign over her face. I straddled Rori and immediately started, well, facefucking her. She was still recovering from the haze of orgasm so I quickly twisted her right nipple to snap her back to attention. Surprised by the pain, she immediately buried her tongue inside me as gyrated my hips frantically.

I was scared of the overwhelming pleasure building up in my whole body. With my last shred of awareness for my surroundings, I softly pulled Rori’s panties out of her very wet cunt and gagged myself with them. This had the added benefit of letting me taste my sister’s juices. The taste of her cum was the only thing of my mind as I approached orgasm.

“Rori’s cum!” I told myself repeatedly. “Rori’s cummy panties in my mouth! Rori’s… cum!”

I soon devolved to screaming her name. Something told me she could hear it, even through the improvised gag. A mix of my cum and her saliva ran down her cheeks and my thighs.

“Rori!” I screamed quietly as I lost all focus. “RORI!”

As I reached orgasm, my entire body was a fire starting at my sister’s tongue and propagating everywhere. I arched my back as the heavenly burning sensation overrode all my senses. For what seemed like forever, my whole body was just one giant, throbbing pussy.

I couldn’t muster any strength after this. I rested over my sister’s face for over a minute before falling onto the bed, still winded. I spat out the thong as the post-sex hormones coursed through my body. I couldn’t help but embrace my sister lovingly. I felt that what she had just done was truly marvelous and extraordinary, and this one time, I couldn’t hide behind my pretense of domination.

An eternity seemed to pass before my sister broke the silence: “I have something to show you.” She seemed embarrassed, and nervous. What else was new.

Rori reached for the laptop by her bed and opened it. Adrenaline woke me up as I started to understand what I was looking at. It was my Teacher account. She was logged into it. I struggled to grasp the scope of what she was showing me. She had my information… which meant… which meant…

Then she brought up a video. It was my video from the hotel, unedited. It clearly showed me looking at the camera.

“You knew??” I yelled, now unconcerned with eavesdroppers. She looked away shyly. “Rori!” I snapped, “What the fuck? Since when did you know??”

She whispered the truth under her breath. “I found the video on the family computer, but… but I started being suspicious as soon as you messaged me. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to trick you. I just wanted to play a game…” Tears were starting to well up in her eyes.

A mix of pity and, yes, arousal overtook me as I looked at her. I couldn’t help but think she looked so hot, now that she admitted she was just like me. She had tricked me but good. I wanted to be mad but I was just so proud of her.

I couldn’t fight my urges any longer. I softly grabbed her chin and plunged my gaze into hers, smiling softly. My lips touched hers for the first time. I felt her concerns, and mine, wash away as we locked first into a delicate kiss, then into a passionate embrace. All was well as we took off what few clothes we still had on. All was well.

We shared a lot that night. Sex, thoughts, fluids, fetishes, and love. It was the first night of the rest of our lives.

*The end.*

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