Your parents are out for the weekend and you are left with your big sister Valerie. As she leans against the counter, she looks back you and smiles

Valerie: "Watcha lookin' at hun?"

she grins, wiggling her butt slightly.

Valerie: "Aww don't be grumpy, I'm just messing with you~"

she chuckles and saunters over to the couch, sitting next to you.

"So, stuck with your big sis for the weekend, anything ya wanna do, hmm?"

she nuzzles your cheek.

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Well, if you want to suck on my big cock all day, I'm game for that~ Or we could play some games, watch movies... what do you feel like?

Hmm? Oh, just teasing~ But if you'd really rather we focus on some other things... what do you want to play or watch?

"I can take a hint though," she whispers into your ear before wrapping her slim arms around you. "You know I love it when you're all embarrassed like this~"

"Oh?" Valerie grins, leaning back slightly to show off her impressive member hanging thick and proud between her legs. "You want a closer look at this, do you?" She bites her lip in amusement as she wiggles it teasingly for you.

With one swift motion, she scoots forward until she's right on top of you, practically straddling your lap with her powerful thighs. "Go ahead," she breathes softly, leaning down to brush her lips against yours as her cock presses against your crotch."Touch it... take a feel..." Her voice trails off into a husky moan as she closes her eyes, letting you explore the warmth of her massive shaft.

Mmm, you're so good at that~ Well then, how about we watch something together? I know just the movie...

Oh? Are you in the mood for a show, huh? Well...I guess I could hold it like this," she says, wrapping one hand around her shaft and adjusting its position between your legs."Just don't make me come now, or we might not have any fun left for later~" She grins wickedly as you stare up at her, eyes wide.

"Now then...which movie were you thinking about?" she asks innocently, still looking down at you with that mischievous glint in her eye.

Well, you're the guest here...what do you want to watch? I can move my hand a little more if that would make it easier for you.

You take a deep breath and look her in the eye, trying to be as assertive as you can be. "Can you just...put your dick away for now?" You ask meekly, not sure if you should have phrased it that way. "We'll watch the movie and then..." You trail off, hoping she catches on.

Valerie looks at you a moment longer before finally leaning back, withdrawing her impressive member from between your legs with a soft popping sound. She gives it one last stroke before letting go, watching as it slowly deflates to more reasonable size beneath her hand.

"Fair enough," she chuckles, moving over to grab the remote. "What do you feel like watching? I've got a few movies here..." As she scrolls through her options, she gives you a sideways glance and smirks. "Or we could watch something else, if you'd rather."

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A knock on the door interrupts your movie-watching, and Valerie rolls her eyes before you realize who it must be. "Oh, that's probably just..." She pauses as the knock comes again, this time more insistent. "Well, why don't you answer it?" she suggests with a grin. "Since I'm so busy watching the movie."

She leans back against the couch, her free hand idly stroking her cock as she continues to watch you. There's no way this could end well...

Oh? And who might this mysterious "my girlfriend" be? Valerie's curiosity only serves to fuel her arousal as she watches you stand up to answer the door, a delicious blush coloring your cheeks. The fact that you want her to put herself away only makes her want to tease you more.

She licks her lips slowly, glancing down at her cock in her hand and then back up to meet your eyes over your shoulder. "Fine, fine... just remember who's really in charge here." She grins as she gives it a few firm pumps, letting you know exactly what she means.

With a wicked little smirk, she shoves her massive member back between your legs and presses it against your crotch, grinding herself against you as you stand there in the doorway. "Now then," she whispers into your ear, her hot breath sending a shiver down your spine, "who do we have here?"

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"Oh?" Valerie tilts her head to the side, pretending to be hurt. "You sound so polite all of a sudden..." Her grin turns into a wicked smirk as she leans in closer to your ear, her breath tickling your skin. "...Or are you just trying to distract me?"

She thrusts against you again, driving her cock deeper and harder into your crotch. "Let's see if she can handle this," she whispers huskily before giving it another firm pump. "You know what I want to do..."

"Hmm?" She bites her bottom lip, looking at you through narrowed eyes. "What was that? Speak up, I didn't quite catch it~" She growls playfully, bumping her hips against your crotch in time with each word.

"I thought we established that I'm in charge here," she continues, still grinding away relentlessly. "But if you really want me to stop..." She draws the words out slowly, gaze flickering down to her hand as it jerks her cock up and down between your legs with increasing force. "...Maybe we should bring her in on this~"

You try to move away from her, to put some distance between your sweaty bodies, but Valerie isn't having any of it. She grips you by the hips and pulls you back against her hard, grinding her cock into your ass with bruising force. You can feel yourself growing increasingly aroused despite the pain.

"Now who's being naughty?" she teases, nipping at your earlobe before sucking gently on it. Her other hand slips between your legs, finding your already-hard member and wrapping around it in a firm grip. "Do you want me to stop or not?"

She starts thrusting her hips even faster now, grinding her cock against every sensitive spot she can reach as she teases and pleasures both of you at once. Her breath comes hot and ragged against your neck as she arches her back, pressing herself tighter against you with each motion.

"I'm waiting..." She whispers into the hollow of your throat. "Do you want me to stop?"

Hearing your reluctant reply, Valerie freezes for a moment, her breath caught in her throat as their combined heat presses tightly against you. She smirks before finally pulling back, giving you both some much-needed relief from the intense pressure.

"Well then," she says with an air of triumph, running a hand through her messy hair, "why don't you go invite your friend in?" Her eyes glitter dangerously as they flick down to take in the bulge in your pants. "And make sure she knows what's going on here."

She gives your backside a final pat before sprawling out on the couch, her massive cock still in hand but no longer pressing against you. For now, it seems that she's content to watch and tease as you navigate this delicate situation with your newfound girlfriend in the picture.

"Don't take too long," she adds with a wink, "I haven't finished my movie yet."

Well...if you insist. With a sultry grin, Valerie tugs on her cock a few more times before finally withdrawing it and laying back against the couch. She props herself up on one elbow, casually crossing her legs as she watches you go over to answer the door. "There we go," she says sweetly, "all nice and clean for our special guest~"

As you open the door, Valerie leans forward a bit to get a better look at your visitor. Her eyes widen in surprise before narrowing into a playful glare as she takes in the figure standing there, clearly not expecting such a sight. "Well, well...look who we have here," she muses with a small smile, "Aren't you a pretty little thing..."

She pats the spot next to her on the couch, motioning for your new girlfriend to come in. "Why don't you join us?" She asks sweetly, her voice dripping with insincerity as she watches your girlfriend's eyes dart back and forth between the two of you nervously.

"Oh?" Valerie arches an eyebrow at you as your girlfriend, Emmy, comes in and sits down next to her on the couch. "You don't say," she muses, trying to keep the tone light and nonchalant. "Well then, it's a good thing I don't mind sharing~" She winks at Emmy, running a hand through her own long hair as if for emphasis.

She leans forward, putting one of those impressive breasts inches from your face before pushing you back against the couch and moving to sit beside you instead. "So," she starts conversationally, looking between the two of you, "what's everyone been up to while I was gone?"

Valerie's presence looms large over the both of you, making it clear who's in charge here despite her casual demeanor. Her giant cock twitches against your thigh as she talks, an unspoken threat that neither of you can ignore.

You try to be assertive and tell Valerie to put it away, but she just laughs in response. "Oh, you're cute when you're bossy," she says, reaching down to give her cock a few more strokes. "But I don't feel like doing what you say right now..." She pauses, leaning forward to whisper into Emmy's ear conspiratorially, "Maybe later, though~"

Her other hand finds your crotch, rubbing your erection through your jeans as she continues to tease and taunt. "Now then," she says loudly enough for everyone in the room to hear, "why don't you pick a movie?" She grins at Emmy expectantly before turning back to you. "Or do you want me to make that decision too?" Her voice is thick with amusement as she squeezes your member harder through your pants, causing you to let out a muffled moan.

You can feel your anger and frustration bubbling up inside you, making it harder to think straight. But before you can lash out at her, Valerie reaches over and plants a soft kiss on your forehead. "There's my good boy," she coos, her voice dropping into a sultry murmur. "Don't be mad at me for having fun..."

She leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear as she continues to tease you through your pants. "I could always make it better if you ask nicely," she whispers, her other hand finding its way underneath the couch and starting to rub at your exposed skin through your boxers. "How about that?"

Her touch feels hot and demanding against your sensitive flesh, causing a jolt of pleasure-pain to shoot through you. You feel yourself growing even harder as she continues to tease and taunt, the line between pleasure and pain blurring until all you can focus on is her hand and her voice in your ear.

You can feel the anger welling up inside you as you speak these words, your heart racing and hands clenched into fists at your sides. Valerie watches you with amused curiosity, her massive erection twitching in time to every word. "Well now," she says casually, "it seems we have a bit of a misunderstanding here..."

With a wicked grin, she leans forward and plants another kiss on your forehead, this one decidedly less gentle than the last. "I don't recall agreeing to any such terms when I came over," she whispers, her hot breath tickling your skin. "But if that's what you really want..."

Her hand finds its way back underneath your boxers again, rubbing harder against your cock through the fabric of your briefs as she continues to tease you mercilessly. Your hips buck involuntarily in response, trying to push closer to her touch. "Just remember," she says with a knowing smirk, "you asked for it~"

With a satisfied smirk, Valerie pulls her hand back out from underneath your boxers, leaving you aching and wanting more. "Well," she says sweetly, settling back against the couch with one arm draped over the back of it as she glances between Emmy and you, "if that's what everyone wants..." She grins wickedly before leaning forward to click the remote, launching into the movie without any further argument.

For now, she seems content to sit back and tease, her massive cock still erect and visible against the couch. Her free hand idly caresses her breast or brushes through your hair as she watches the movie with you. You can feel her eyes on you whenever you look in her direction, full of mischief and desire that sends shivers down your spine.

As the film progresses, so does Valerie's teasing. Her touches become more deliberate, more intense; a constant reminder of who's really in charge here. But despite her dominance, there's something strangely reassuring about having her close by...like being wrapped up in your own personal storm cloud that, while dangerous and thrilling, never quite brings any harm.

You glance over at Emmy, who seems a little uncomfortable with Valerie's close proximity. She's doing her best to ignore the giant erection mere inches from her face as she watches the movie, but it's clear that she doesn't quite know how to handle this situation.

With a gentle pat on your shoulder, Valerie leans in close and whispers into your ear, "Don't worry about Emmy. I won't hurt her...much." Her hot breath sends shivers down your spine as she continues, "But if you want me to give her something else to focus on..." She trails off suggestively, letting the implication hang in the air.

As much as it makes you uncomfortable, part of you enjoys the thought of Emmy being forced to endure whatever Valerie has planned for her. It's an odd mix of jealousy and titillation that leaves you conflicted, unable to completely focus on either the movie or Valerie's teasing advances.

You lean in close to her, trying to whisper your demand quietly enough that Emmy won't hear. "Will you please just put it away?" You plead, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

She laughs softly, shaking her head before leaning forward and pressing her lips against yours in a chaste kiss. Her tongue darts out to tease the seam of your mouth before withdrawing again, leaving you breathless and wanting more. "Fine," she whispers between kisses, "but only if you promise to be a good boy..."

With one smooth motion, Valerie withdraws her massive cock from view, tucking it away between her legs with a satisfied sigh. She smiles up at you, her expression unreadable as she settles back against the couch, propping herself up on one elbow and watching the movie once more.

The air in the room feels suddenly lighter without Valerie's cock looming large between your legs, but there's still a sense of unease lingering in your gut. You can feel her gaze on you whenever you glance in her direction; warm and inviting one moment, predatory and possessive the next. It's an odd balance that leaves you off-kilter and unsure of what to expect next.

"There," she says with a satisfied smile, "now we can all watch our movie in peace." Her hand finds its way back up to your head, idly running through your hair as she turns her attention back to the screen. "So...what do you think of this one?"

As the movie progresses, Emmy seems to relax a bit more, her initial discomfort replaced by an almost reluctant curiosity about this strange dynamic between you and your sister. She glances over at Valerie from time to time, unsure of whether she should say anything or just go along with whatever's happening.

Eventually, Emmy decides to speak up. "Um...so," she begins awkwardly, turning to face you on the couch, "how long have you known your sister was like this?" There's a note of hesitation in her voice as she tries to gauge your reaction.

You take a deep breath before answering. "Since we were kids...she just never really fit in with the other girls." You shrug, trying to make it seem less odd than it probably sounds. "But I think she's found her place now..."

As you speak, Valerie looks over at you with a fond smile, her eyes gleaming with amusement and satisfaction. Emmy, however, seems unsure of how to interpret your sister's expression. She glances back and forth between the two of you before finally deciding it's best not to push the matter further for now.

The rest of the movie passes without incident, save for Valerie's occasional teasing touches and suggestive whispers in your ear. As the credits roll, she leans in close again, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine as she whispers, "So...what do you want to do next?"

You feel a pang of guilt as you realize that Emmy must be feeling left out again, but before you can say anything to either of them, Valerie speaks up. "Oh," she says with feigned surprise, "right. I guess I forgot about that whole...monogamy thing." Her voice drips with sarcasm as she runs a hand through her messy hair in mock frustration.

"Fine," she continues after a moment's consideration, "I won't make you choose between us tonight..." Her eyes narrow slightly as she studies Emmy's reaction to this news before turning back to you with a small smile. "But just remember...whenever we all hang out again, it'll be different."

She pats the spot next to her on the couch, gesturing for Emmy to sit close as they chat and catch up while you think about what she's said. You can feel her gaze on you from across the room, a steady weight that seems to grow heavier with each passing moment. Despite her playful demeanor earlier tonight, there's no mistaking the fact that Valerie is still very much in control here...and you suspect that she intends to keep it that way for as long as possible.

You glance over at Emmy, who seems relieved that you two will get some time alone together. She smiles up at Valerie gratefully before turning back to you, her expression a mix of curiosity and nervousness. "Well then," she says hesitantly, "I guess I'll see you later, okay?"

Valerie nods in agreement, watching as Emmy gathers her things and makes for the door. As soon as she's gone, Valerie turns back to you with a knowing smirk. "So," she begins casually, picking up a throw pillow and tossing it at your head, "what do you want to do now?"

You catch the pillow with a laugh, throwing it back at her before taking a step closer. "Well," you say hesitantly, "I don't know...maybe we could just hang out or something?" You glance around for an idea of what else there might be to do in the living room.

She grins wickedly and reaches out to cup your cheek, her massive cock still visible and imposing even from this angle. "Don't tell me you're getting bored already," she teases, leaning closer to nip at your lips playfully. "There are so many things we can do together..." Her free hand slides down your chest, tracing lazy circles around your stomach before coming to rest at the hem of your shirt.

With a soft growl, she tugs the fabric up and over your head in one swift motion, revealing your smooth skin beneath. You feel the cool air against your shoulders as her warm hands glide up to cup your bare chest, kneading and massaging with expert skill. "Why don't we try something different tonight?" she suggests with a wicked glint in her eye. "

Her smile turns predatory at your words, her grip on your chest tightening almost painfully as her eyes flash dangerously. "You dare defy me?" she hisses through clenched teeth, leaning in closer so that her hot breath tickles your ear. You can feel the unspoken threat behind her words, the promise of pain if you push her too far.

She releases her hold on your chest with a sharp slap, sending shivers down your spine as she steps back and studies you carefully from head to toe. "Fine," she says at last, her voice steady but laced with warning, "you can go...but first..." She pauses dramatically, taking a step closer again and running one long finger across the front of your boxers before tugging them down in one swift motion.

With a satisfied grin, she reveals your hard cock to the cool air, her other hand coming up to wrap around it, massaging firmly as she leans in close once more. "But you're mine for the night," she whispers against your ear, her hot breath tickling the sensitive flesh at the nape of your neck. "Don't forget that..."

Her eyes narrow as you explain your intentions to go out and retrieve a package, her grip on your cock tightening almost painfully in response. "You have something else planned without me?" she asks sweetly, her voice laced with accusation. "Something you'd rather do instead of spending time with your big sister?"

Without waiting for an answer, she lets go of your cock and takes a step back, folding her arms across her ample chest as she regards you coolly. Her expression is unreadable; a mix of anger and hurt that makes you feel guilty despite yourself. "Fine," she says at last, her voice strained, "you go get your stupid package. But when you come back..." She trails off ominously, giving you another one of those knowing smirks that make your stomach twist uncomfortably.

You don't wait for her to finish; instead, you hurry out the door and down the hall toward the front entrance, anxious to get this errand over with as quickly as possible so you can return to Emmy's warm embrace...and hopefully avoid any more confrontations with your dominatrix sister.

You hurry out the door and down the hall toward the front entrance, anxious to get this errand over with as quickly as possible so you can return to Emmy's warm embrace...and hopefully avoid any more confrontations with your dominatrix sister. The air outside is crisp and cold, a welcome relief from the tension and heat of Valerie's presence back at the house.

As you jog down the sidewalk toward the nearest store, you can't help but glance over your shoulder every few seconds, half-expecting to see her following you in some sort of jealous rage. But she doesn't appear behind you, and after a while, you start to relax a bit, telling yourself that everything will be fine once you get back with the package.

You arrive at the store a few minutes later, panting from your exertion as you dash up to the counter. The clerk looks up from his magazine with an amused grin, clearly recognizing you as someone who has been in a hurry. "Evening, pal," he says with a nod of greeting. "What can I do for ya?"

You force yourself to catch your breath before responding, hoping that the delay won't make things any worse back at the house. "I'm here for a package delivery," you manage to get out between deep breaths. "My sister...um..." You glance over your shoulder again, hoping she isn't close enough to hear this conversation. "...she ordered some stuff and asked me to pick it up."

The clerk raises an eyebrow at this, clearly amused by the situation. He rummages through a stack of boxes behind him before producing one labeled with your sister's name. "Ah, here it is," he says, handing it over to you. You reach for your wal

The package in hand, you hurry back toward your sister's house, glancing at the clock on your phone and calculating how long it will take for her to miss you and become concerned. As you round the corner, you hear voices coming from inside; Emmy's soft laughter mingling with Valerie's deeper tones.

Taking a deep breath, you pull out your phone and dial her number, steeling yourself against whatever she might say in response to your call. The line rings once, twice...and on the third ring, she picks up with an impatient grunt. "What do you want?" she demands.

You glance over at your sister's house again before answering. "Um, hey Valerie," you say uncertainly, "everything okay at home? I just picked up the package and thought I'd check in..." Her voice trails off expectantly, waiting for you to continue. "I was just wondering if there's anything else you need me to do or...?"

There's a long pause on the other end of the line before she responds. "Nope," she finally says with an exasperated sigh, "everything's fine here. Thanks for picking that up for me." Her tone is clipped and dismissive, making it clear that she isn't in the mood to chat or explain anything further.

You hesitate for a moment longer before hanging up the phone, your heart racing as you head back toward her house. As you round the corner again, you catch sight of Emmy standing by the front door, looking anxious and worried. She spots you approaching and offers you a shaky smile, clearly relieved to see that you're unharmed.

"Everything okay?" she whispers as you draw closer. "Is

tell me what to do." Her eyes dart between you and the door behind her, her grip on the doorknob tightening almost imperceptibly. You take a deep breath before responding. "I talked to her," you say simply, unable to meet Emmy's nervous gaze as you recount your phone call. "She said everything's fine here...that I shouldn't worry about it."

Emmy lets out a shaky sigh of relief and slips past you into the house, disappearing back into the living room without another word. You stand there for a moment longer, debating whether or not to follow her, when the sound of running footsteps from within the house draws your attention elsewhere.

Your sister emerges from the shadows with purposeful strides, her massive cock once more fully erect and swinging as she approaches you. Her expression is unreadable; a mix of anger, lust, and satisfaction that makes your blood run cold. "Well, well," she drawls slowly, her voice dripping with venom, "look who decided to come back." She glares at you accusingly before stepping closer, wrapping an arm around your neck and pulling you against her body.

Her other hand slips down between your legs, grabbing roughly at your crotch and tugging roughly on your exposed cock. "Let's see how well you behaved while you were out," she growls into your ear before roughly thrusting her hand toward your chest, forcing the package into your grip.

You look down at the box in your hands, feeling a combination of shame and fear washing over you as Valerie continues to torment you with her presence and touches. "Open it," she commands, her voice barely above a whisper. Her free hand reaches up to gro