My Sister, My Property

Part 4 ofMy Long-Lost Sister Hit On Me

Recap and summary:

Marcus finally decides to tell Lily he's her brother... While she's tied up and he's cumming into her pussy.

Armed with indecent videos of his cousin, Marcus blackmails his aunt, Jasmine's mother, into jerking him off and walking around topless at a very crowded concert. When caught, she'll have to "negotiate" with horny security men.

FETISHES INCLUDED: Incest, Non-Con, Creampie, MMMF with female focus, Humiliation, ENF, Blackmail, Voyeurism.

Purely fictional scenario.

***

I tie Lily up, her hands tightly secured behind her back. Her legs folded in half, immobilized, her thigh and calf pressed together and bound by rope, her ankle nearly touching her ass. Her legs are spread far apart, allowing me a clear view of her pussy.

Today's the day I tell her. I no longer feel shame or guilt about destroying my little sister's cunt every night. If anything, it turns me on.

I lay her on her back on our bed. She looks up at me with a smile, ready to be taken.

"You were so hot back then, seeing your cunt devour Jasmine's was... Wow!" I tell her as I fit myself between her legs, unzipping my pants.

"You like girl-on-girl action? Well... then I'm not opposed to repeating that experience." Lily smiles.

"I like you-on-Jasmine action. I'm not gonna lie, the consanguineous aspect excites me."

"Oh? Incest?" Lily asks while she lies immobilized on the bed. "It doesn't really count if it's lesbian, right?"

"Why not?"

"Well, she can't cum inside me or make me pregnant."

I grin, my cock out. She's so wet, her pussy looks like a waterfall. I waste no time penetrating her, my thrusts aggressive and demanding.

She moans and shakes, but cannot move her limbs. She's reduced to yelling out in pleasure, legs bound in the air, while my dick ravages her.

"F-Fuck...Mgh!" Lily whines, her heavy tits bouncing as my dick impales her pink cunt.

I grab her throat and press against it, depriving her of air. She only moans, her hole aches for more. I choke her as I seek my own pleasure. Lily only becomes hornier when my cock slaps her vaginal walls. It only wants to cum.Ionly want to cum into my sweet little sister.

I let go of her neck, lowering my hands, and I grab her jumping tits. I grope her with force, sinking my nails into her soft tissue. Her heavy breaths congratulate my technique.

I want to cum inside my sister.

"Rose..." I moan my mother's name. I didn't mean to, it just came out. Worse, I feel an orgasm incoming.

She looks at me in horror, like a deer in headlights.

"Fuck, you look just like your whore mom," I say, this time intentionally. Maybe I could've chosen a better way to start my confession, but my other head has long taken the reins. "Our whore mom."

I continue thrusting deep inside her pussy while she stares at me in wordless dread. I see her eyes shift through a million possibilities as her brain figures out this situation, bit by bit.

"I can't believe you don't remember me, Marcus, your only brother." I plunge inside her, ready to release my semen. "Fuck, I'm coming..."

"Marcus... Marcus..." She moans like the slut she is, allowing me to use her hole like it's mine. "Don't..."

Too late. In the deepest corner of her cunt, I let my children run amok. My thick sperm fills my sister's pussy, assaulting her with my warmth.

"Don't what?" I ask while resuming my thrusts.

She doesn't respond, only whining in pleasure as tears form in the corner of her eyes.

I jiggle her tits. Squeezing her, I bite her nipple and suckle, all while my cock is sinking into her cunt. My tongue dances around her massive tits, leaving a trail of saliva across her chest. I knead and I massage and I twist and I pull. My hands hold her boobs so tight, like they might run if I let them go.

I ram my dick into her, ready to cum again. This time, there's nodon't, only wanton moans while I claim her pussy as mine.

"Yeah, that's right. Moan for your brother!"

And so she does. Lily yells out, her thighs trembling, her pussy crying out for me.

"More! MORE!" My sister moans as I release myself into her, no reticence. And to think that horrifying revelation can be so easily drowned out by lust.

All tied up, Lily can only let her saliva drool down her chin while I train her wet pussy to remember my shape. My hands run over her chest and abdomen, randomly pinching and groping her skin. Her tits have marks on them from all the 'inspecting' I've done, her areola stamped with my teeth.

"More?" I ask after I'm done ejaculating, but Lily's face is one of shame. "Come on, tell me what you want."

"I..."

She doesn't say anything, nor does she look at me. I'm still inside her, Lily's cunt dripping with my cum. I remain on top of her, waiting for a response from the restrained woman. Though unresisting, her body tells me it's ashamed of this pleasure.

I let her drown in the silence while my hand descends to the semen waterfall. I tickle her clit with one finger, pressing and wiggling it. She lets out a meek confirmation of desire, still not meeting my gaze.

"Lily." I say her name, demanding attention.

When she doesn't turn to me, I grab her chin and force her head in my direction. She whines in surprise when I pry her mouth open and assault it with my tongue. She complies with my unspoken demand, allowing me to defile her in two of her holes. I ravish her cunt, prodding it forcefully as I kiss her, our tongues interlocking and our saliva becoming one.

Lily's clit is held hostage between my fingers as I squeeze, and squeeze, and squeeze. My fingers take turns twisting and pushing, my hand drenched in cum. Sheep-like, my sister moans, her mouth covered by mine. Her body yields to the pleasure as tears fall down her cheeks.

"Cum, Lily, cum for your big brother," I whisper in her ear. Whether she wants it or not, she obeys, her body trembling, crying out.

I stay inside her, my cock stuck in her deepest corner. If she were to ask me to untie her, I'd oblige. Instead, she remains on the bed, breathing heavily with her eyes closed. She's wet in all senses: sweaty, crying, drenched in cum.

"Come on, Lily, I could stay like this all day."

"Like hell you would! I can feel you getting soft..." My sexy sister mumbles, her legs fixed open by the rope.

"Do you want me to prove you wrong?" I ask, knowing the answer won't matter.

"No..." Lily murmurs, but my dick is already resuming its movement.

She whines, feeling the cum inside her shift around to allow my cock to pass through. Her legs, now sore, remain exactly how I tied them, suspending her feet into the air.

I increase my speed, ramming my dick into her soaked cunt, each impact rougher than the last. My forceful movements make her bounce, her massive tits jiggling around like they have a mind of their own. While her udders flop from my thrusts, her hands are still, immobile.

My cock, sensitive from the friction, leaks with precum. When I sense an orgasm incoming, I pull out of her semen-drenched cunt, aiming towards her tits. It only takes a few pumps until her chest is bathed in my sperm. Down her hardened nipples, leaking to her stomach and neck as she lies flat on the bed. The sight makes me hard again.

I slap my cock on her tits and seek pleasure from her soft skin. I run it across her nipples, her stomach, her thighs. I tickle Lily with my dick, caressing her tight body. I grab her tits and hold them close together, then stick it inside her cleavage. She takes it so well. Too well.

I pinch her nipples as hard as I can, savagely confining them inside my fists. I speed up, my cock desperate for release.

This time, I point it at her face, gifting her a thick shot of sperm. I see her open her mouth, ready to swallow it all, but I hoist my dick to move away. Instead, I spray the upper part of her face: from her hairline to her nose. Lily chokes on the few drops that got into her mouth, surprised by my sudden change of mind.

This load is heavy, fully drenching her face in my sperm. It paints her tanned skin white as it drips down her face. She stares at me, thick cum adorning her abused tits, squinted eyes trying to see the world behind the semen.

"Good girl." I whisper in her ear, then get up and move away. From farther back, I can see her cum-whitened pussy. Her trembling legs are bruised with my handprints.

"Yeah?" Lily licks her lips, eagerly catching every drop that reaches her tongue.

"Yeah." I stroke her hair, then move to untie her.

When her arms are free, she laps up the cum on her face and sucks on her cum-stained fingers. All while looking into my eyes.

"You taste so good..." She purrs. "But this is wrong. So wrong."

"So what?" I sit on the bed, next to her, while I untie her legs.

"Marcus..." Lily whispers as if trying to remember something. She seems shaken, but it doesn't stop her from devouring the cum on her body. "Marcus?"

I chuckle at her confusion.

"Marcus, we can't dothis."

"It sounds to me like you need another creampie to remember how goodthisfelt."

She looks apprehensive, worried. I know she enjoys getting bred by her own brother, but she wants to deny herself this guilty pleasure.

"Uhm..." Lily looks into my eyes, then nestles closer to me. She buries her face into my chest and hugs me.

"You look like her." I hug back. Lily's tits squeeze against me.

"I wish I cared about how wrong this is," Lily responds.

"Don't."

"I wish I'd stayed." Lily moves her lips while pressing against me, tickling my chest with her movements. "I wish I had never left you."

"You didn't have a say in that; you were 10. Mom took you away."

"I don't think she did it for me. She just wanted to spite dad... And you."

"That bitch did not like me." I laugh while stroking Lily's hair. "Imagine beefing with your teenage son."

"If it's any consolation, she doesn't like me either. I can't remember the last time we had a conversation that didn't involve her calling me a whore."

"I thought you were a virgin until me."

"I WAS!" Lily looks up at me. "She's just evil, or stupid, or mean."

"Or all of the above. Jealous, maybe?"

"I don't know. She's still hot for a woman pushing 50... And she knows it." Lily blushes.

"I meant it when I said you look like her." I grab her boobs. "Every part of you. And to think I used to feel embarrassed jerking off to her when I was a teen."

"Worst part is she'd probably like it."

"Then maybe mommy dearest deserves a visit."

***

As I park next to Lily's campus, I see Jasmine's familiar face. I can feel myself getting hard as her climaxing face pops into my mind, her bare tits so clearly etched into my memory.

"Lily!" Jasmine lights up, then scowls when she sees me.

Lily runs up to her and pulls her in a tight hug. Jasmine grabs her cousin's ass and squeezes while eyeing me with contempt. I can see the strap of her panties above her low-rise jeans. Her corset crop top cages her tits, but they're desperate to meet Lily's skin, to feel her cousin's wet cunt against hers.

Lily finally pulls away just in time to pull me out of my fantasy. Before my dick grows a brain of its own.

"Li," Jasmine whispers, but I can still hear her. "Mom's visiting me today."

"Ah... Aunt Daisy. Great!" Lily tries to feign excitement, but fails. Jasmine doesn't seem to notice.

"She wants to see Y band in concert! She used to have a fling with the lead singer, or so I've heard." Jasmine gloats. "She's paying for your ticket too."

I remember how desperate Aunt Daisy was to be the "cool aunt". She'd always been a mentally stunted attention whore who flaunted her husband's wealth in our faces. Braggy, arrogant, and bitchy, it was beyond clear she peaked in high school.

I wonder if she's still hot, a decade later.

"Do you think he'll pull her onstage?" I ask, intruding on the supposedly private conversation.

"You have no idea how hot my mom is." Jasmine spits back.

It seems incest runs through our blood. Good to know I'm not a black sheep in that sense.

"I can't wait!" Lily exclaims, eyeing me. I can tell she doesn't like her auntie either.

*

Daisy has never shared Mom's love of privacy. Just googling her first and last name pulls up several social media accounts. Vlogs, GRWMs, fashion reviews. She's prolific in her attention-seeking.

I sit alone in my office on a particularly slow day at my unspecified tech bro job, browsing through Aunt Daisy's socials. It's all boring, unimpressive until I find her Instagram.

The first picture I see is in a fancy hotel, Daisy wearing a skin-tight dress that hugs her perky boobs, champagne in hand. Scrolling, most of her pictures are boastful displays of wealth, each photo desperate to convey how much better she is than her followers. Her outfits are always slutty, showing off her toned body and sexy curves. Always a full face of makeup. Always a grin on her face.

A bikini catches my eye. Daisy is at the beach, her skin shimmering from the tanning oil, lying on a towel. Her eyes are obscured by a pair of sunglasses, her spread legs in the center. Her tiny bikini covers almost nothing below the waist, but it reveals a shaved crotch and muscular thighs. Her strapless top offers a clear view of Daisy's cleavage. A bow adorns her chest.

Rock hard, I wonder how easy it would be to rip apart her front-tie bikini and leave her topless in public. How easy it'd be to leave her stranded in a crowded place in only a tiny pair of panties. I wonder if she'd like that, since she so indiscriminately craves attention.

She'd be around 36 now, but she has a youthful aspect to her that takes a decade off her looks. Her hair is dyed blonde with balayage highlights and her face is drowned by a thick layer of makeup, fake lashes omnipresent. She's had work done on both her nose and lips, but it's subtle. Clearly, her rich husband has no qualms paying for his trophy wife.

Her tits are big and round. I can't exclude implants from the equation, but the women in our family are blessed.

Daisy has got a lot of fans, her follower count displaying 36K in bold letters. Just how many of them are perverts jerking off to her thirst traps, I'll never know. Or maybe I will.

I open Reddit and type in her social media handle, resulting in a myriad of posts and communities. I open a video of her at what looks like a penthouse pool. The format tells me it was a live.

She's getting out of the water, her phone propped on the edge of the pool. As she lifts her body, her bikini top falls off and reveals a pair of pert nipples in the middle of a pair of perfect tits. Daisy quickly drops back into the water, covering her chest with her arms. She searches for her bikini throughout the pool, but to no avail. The piece of clothing seems lost.

Defeated, she reaches for her phone in an unnatural position to hide her tits. When she realizes she can't reach the recording device, she jumps out of the pool, her tits in full view. In a fraction of a second, she grabs the phone and ends the live.

Thank you, August Musger, for inventing slow-motion.

I save the video and slow it down. The last seconds of the live reveal Daisy's naked body, only covered by a G-string. I can see her full body as she gets out of the pool. Her nipples are pierced. Her tits are adorned by the tiniest tan line, barely stretching around her areolas.

My cock gets antsy in my pants while I focus on my aunt's naked body. I think of her husband, wondering if he can even make her cum. I think of her daughter and the videos I have of her.

I'm curious to see how far Daisy would go to make sure Jasmine's incestuous sex tape remains private.

***

"I'm not sure how much she cares about her own children," Lily responds to my plan.

"It's not even about Jasmine; it's about her own reputation," I respond as we reach the concert venue.

Lily shrugs, clearly not convinced. She pulls me into a kiss, then leaves to meet with Jasmine. I follow from a distance, unsure whether Aunt Daisy will recognize me if I show up with Lily.

Finally, my aunt and sister come into view, dressed in skimpy outfits. Daisy is wearing an uneven tank top that only covers one of her shoulders. Thin, tight, easy to rip off. Her leather microskirt is paired with nothing but high heels, her legs bare. She looks drunk already.

I lie in wait until Aunt Daisy gets separated from the other girls, phone at the ready. It doesn't take long before the drunk woman needs to go to the bathroom. Unfortunately for her, the line is long. The type of long that will keep you here all night.

Chagrined, Daisy searches for an alternative. At the end of the hallway, a lonely disabled toilet waits to be used. Daisy sneaks inside. I wait next to the door as I open my favorite video of Jasmine, where she's scissoring Lily, tits and pussy flagrantly visible.

I think about my approach, how I should introduce myself, how I'll tell Daisy to strip and show me her tits. I contemplate whether I should force her to show the public how hairless she is all over.

"Marcus?" A voice, paired with the opening of a door, surprises me. "Is that you?"

"Ah, Auntie Daisy! How are you?"

"Uh, good, good!" Daisy awkwardly responds as I block her from exiting the bathroom. "What's, uh, what's up with you? How are you?"

"Great, Auntie."

"Long time no see, right? Haha, it's great to see you've grown so much, wow! You've, uh..." Daisy's body language tells me she wants to get past me, but she's unwilling to tell me outright. The awkwardness in her speech excites me.

"Yes, Auntie."

"That's great, haha! Listen, uhm, I've got to get back to the, uh, the group. Let's catch up later! I'd love to see what you've been up to!"

"I could show you right now, Auntie," I respond dryly, still blocking her from leaving.

"Ah, I'd love to, but I have to get back." Daisy tries to brush me off, to forget about my existence like she's done for the past decade. But I won't let her.

"I think you'd love to see this." I show her my phone as I close the door, locking us inside the bathroom.

The video of Jasmine plays.

"Ahhh, ahhh, f-fuck, Lily! Lily, I'm cumming, I-m..." Daisy's daughter yells as she grinds on another pussy, fully naked, fully caught on camera.

"WHAT IS THIS?!" Daisy screams, trying to grab my phone, but I don't let her reach it.

"You don't recognize your own daughter? C'mon, Daisy, you and I both know what this is." I chuckle at her horror. "Would be a shame if this got posted online, no?"

"Look, Marcus, I'm sorry we haven't talked in so long, but..."

"Nah, bitch. You will be sorry after I'm done with you. You and your whore of a sister ruined my life. So much for family! It's only fair you get some payback."

"I'm sorry, Marcus, but you don't have to do this..." Daisy's voice trembles.

"On the floor."

"W-what?"

"Now!" I grab Aunt Daisy's hair and pull her to the ground. Her ass hits the floor as her legs spread, revealing a red lace thong. "Make a choice, Auntie. This or the video gets published. Sent to her daddy, too. That'd be embarrassing, no? He'd be mad to see you've raised a slut."

"No... Don't. I'll do anything!"

I laugh, my mind rushing to the darkest of places. I kneel to Daisy's level and grasp her shirt, pulling down enough to reveal one tit. She squirms around.

"Stay. Still." I demand. "Braless, huh?"

I rip her top in half.

"NO!" Daisy yells as she's left topless. I strip her of the cloth and tear again, and again, until it's rendered unusable.

Her tits are exposed and her pierced nipples are hard. Daisy looks up at me as I squeeze her boobs, a defiant look in her eyes.

"You little shit!" Daisy snarls. "I'm your aunt!"

"Really? I wasn't aware. I mean, what kind of aunt would abandon her nephew?" I palm her breasts with force, pushing against her chest enough to move her back.