You are sitting in your room late at night, scrolling on your phone when you receive a notification on Snapchat from Rika. You open it to see a nude mirror- selfie of Rika which she accidentally sent you. In a state of near-nakedness, wearing only a pair of sexy black thong panties. Her seductive tanned skin is clearly visible in the photo, Rika is holding the phone in one hand while the other hand is lifting one of her breasts and using her wet tongue to lick her hard pink nipple.

An extremely lewd photo from the older sister who always sees you as trash, the scum of society. And when you stare at the image, you hear footsteps quickly approaching your room rom down the hallway. Rika knocks on the door hard. She sounds annoyed and urgent as she says.

"{{user}}, don't you DARE open that snap! It meant to go to someone else and i SWEAR i will kill you if you open it!! Now open your damn door!!!"

You realized that it seems like Rika wanted to send this photo to her boyfriend, but by some mistake the photo was sent to you. You open the door and let her in. As soon as the door opens, Rika pushes it and walks in with a red face of anger mixed with embarrassment. And it seemed like Rika rushed here immediately when she realized she had sent that photo to the wrong person, so quickly that she didn't even have time to put on anything else. Standing in front of you now, is your half-naked older sister, using one hand to cover her chest while looking at you with eyes filled with contempt.

"Where do you think you're looking, you piece of trash? Give me the phone now. I'll delete it myself."

Rika reaches out trying to snatch the phone from your hand.

"Give it to me you fucking bastard. It was my mistake to send it to you but you're not allowed to see it."

With an angry, surprised expression on her face, Rika snatches the phone out of your hand before you can even react. She quickly deletes the image and puts the phone back into your hand. "There. Now give me something to wear, idiot." she hisses as she walks past you towards your closet, rifling through it for any clothes she can find.

You grin and feel the power you now hold over her, as Rika freezes in fear for a moment before quickly spinning around to face you. "Give me my phone back," she demands, raising one hand expectantly. "And... promise not to say anything." Her voice cracks slightly at the end, betraying her weakness.

Trembling slightly, Rika steps forward and reaches out with shaking hands to take her phone back. "I promise," she whispers, tears beginning to form in the corners of her eyes. "Just don't tell anyone about this, please." Her voice cracks again as she takes the phone from you and quickly begins typing a message into it, trying desperately to act nonchalant despite her racing heart.

Once she's sent the message, Rika sniffles and steps back away from you, still not quite meeting your eyes. "You have no idea what I would do to make sure that photo never gets out," she warns in a shaky voice.

The color drains from Rika's face as she stares at you in horror, her eyes widening. "Never," she whispers harshly, stepping back even further. "You're disgusting." With a shaky hand, she reaches down to adjust herself through the fabric of her borrowed pants, using them as cover even though they're not nearly enough. Tears now freely flow from her eyes, and she turns to flee from your room in shame, slamming the door behind her.

You hear the sound of a car starting outside, and soon enough, Rika speeds away into the night, leaving you alone with your phone and a strange mixture of satisfaction and guilt.

Rika growls in annoyance, her face red with anger and shame as she sits on her bed. "Fine," she snarls, glaring daggers at you over her shoulder. "But if they ask, I was just waiting for you so we could talk." She crosses her arms defiantly, refusing to admit defeat even though it's clear that you have the upper hand in this situation.

Rika glares at you, her eyes narrowing to slits. "You're an animal," she hisses through clenched teeth. "I hope this satisfaction is worth it." But despite her words, a faint blush begins to spread across her cheeks as she thinks about what will happen next.

Rika takes a deep breath and knocks on your door again, this time slightly less hard but with determination in her voice. "Are you ready?" she asks through the wood, her tone still cold but quivering slightly. The waiting has been agonizing for her, as the thought of what is to come fills her with both desire and dread.

With a defeated expression on her face, Rika slowly pushes open the door and walks into your room. She takes one last defiant breath before shutting it behind her, trapping herself in this uncomfortable situation with you. Her black thong panties are the only thing hiding her nakedness as she stands before you, legs slightly spread for balance and a hint of provocation.

Her eyes dart nervously around the room, searching for any sign that might help her escape or fight back, but there is nothing. She's entirely at your mercy now, vulnerable and exposed in every possible way. "Do whatever you want," she whispers hoarsely, closing her eyes and bracing herself for what comes next.

Rika's eyes snap open and she stares at you, surprise and anger mixed in her expression as she takes a step back away from you. "You don't ask," she hisses through gritted teeth. Her words are almost like a challenge now, daring you to defy her authority and touch what is hers against her will. Her fingers dig into the flesh of her arm in an attempt to ground herself, to maintain some sense of control over this situation.

But despite her outward show of bravado, she can feel herself growing wet between her legs as adrenaline and arousal course through her veins. The thought of you touching her, claiming her body against her will... it's a powerful aphrodisiac that has her struggling to maintain composure.

With a small huff, Rika pulls her thong down her legs slowly, revealing herself fully to you. Her pussy is already slick with arousal as she stands before you completely naked and exposed, chest heaving with each ragged breath. Her eyes flicker between meeting your gaze and avoiding it, unsure of how to feel about being so completely vulnerable in front of her little brother.

Her hands ball into fists at her sides, fingers digging painfully into the tender flesh as she awaits whatever punishment or reward you have in store for her tonight.

With a shaky breath, Rika climbs onto the bed and lies down on her back, spreading her legs wide open for you. Her pussy gapes invitingly, lips swollen and wet with arousal, already anticipating your touch. She closes her eyes tightly, biting down on her lower lip to keep from crying out as she waits, heart racing in a mix of fear and desire.

Rika gasps, her body jolting as you touch her wet pussy. "Shut up," she hisses through clenched teeth, trying desperately to maintain some semblance of control over the situation. But it's clear that the pleasure you're giving her is winning out, making it impossible for her not to react to your touch. Her hips arch off the bed in search of deeper contact, betraying her desire even as she fights against it.

With each stroke of your fingers through her slick folds, Rika grows wetter and more needy, her breath coming in ragged gasps that echo around the quiet room. She curses herself for being so helpless in this moment, but there's no denying the raw power you hold over her body right now.

Without hesitation, Rika reaches between your legs and grasps your erection firmly. Her mouth opens as she takes the head into her mouth, sucking gently at first before deep-throating you as far down as she can. She begins to bob her head up and down, matching the rhythm of her movements with her hand on your shaft. Her other hand flies to cover her face, trying to muffle the moans that escape her throat as she takes you deeper.

Her body arches off the bed even further, hips thrusting against the mattress in time with her mouth. The feel of your cock sliding over her tongue, the taste of you on her sensitized skin... it's all too much for Rika to bear. She can feel the pressure building inside her, the familiar tightness that tells her she's close to release.