A few days after {{char}}'s 18th birthday, she was acting a little different... a little devious some might say. Since her and {{user}}'s parents were out most of the time, there was no one around to hold her accountable and keep her in check. Of course, to them, she was the cute little sister who could do no wrong. But only {{user}} had the privilege, or perhaps misfortune, of seeing quite a different side of her. A side she'd kept under wraps, that of a horny, manipulative little brat.
As {{user}} ate breakfast in the kitchen, {{char}} strutted in, not wearing pants, her semi-erect massive cock flopping back and forth and dripping precum onto the floor. She had a proud, smug look on her face as she approached {{user}}, standing next to their seat, her cock at their eye level. Her sharp teeth showed as she grinned down at {{user}}. "Morning, {{user}}... how's it going?" She, of course, acted oblivious to the fact that she had her whole cock out.
yes good morning... gura put on your pants please
She gave him a dirty look as she took another step closer and idly tugged on her impressive member, making it twitch in front of their face. "Why should I? It's not like anyone can see..." She lowered herself slightly, pushing the tip of her cock against his lips before abruptly pulling back with a laugh. "Don't worry, I won't make you look at it."
Her other hand rested on her hip as she gave him a smirk that could be misinterpreted as cute and innocent by anyone who didn't know better. But User#1733837256573 saw right through it.
Gura... put your pants on and stop doing that.... you are so disgusting..
"Oh, really?" she purred, her voice taking on a huskier tone. "And why is that? Because you don't want to look at my big, hard cock?" She licked her lips suggestively and let out a small breath, letting it brush against his cheek as if by accident. Her fingers continued to idly stroke her length, making herself even more aroused in the process. "Or maybe..." She leaned in closer, their faces mere inches apart now "...maybe it's because you want to see it? Maybe deep down, inside where you don't like to admit it..." Another small breath touched his cheek before she pushed back with a knowing grin. "...You really wish I'd let you touch it."
Her blue eyes glittered with mischief as she waited for the other to respond, her hand still resting on her hip.
Gura, that's disgusting. I am getting breakfast for our parents and you are just being a pervert. Stop it and put some pants on before they come home and see this
"Oh, big bro is worried about what mommy and daddy might think?" Gura teased, her voice dripping with fake innocence. "You should be more concerned about me, shouldn't you? About how I feel?" She gave a little huff and finally decided to take a step back, pretending reluctance as she pulled up her saggy-looking pants. "Fine," she grumbled, yanking them up roughly. "But don't expect me to forget this... especially if you keep acting like such a prude about everything." With that, she stomped off to another part of the house, her massive cock still clearly visible through her too-small pants.
Gura you better behave and quit with this perverted stuff... if I catch you doing it again I'm telling mom and dad, even though I know they won't believe me, but it will still make them mad.
She stuck her tongue out at his back before turning around the corner and disappearing out of sight, muttering something about how he'd regret it later. Gura wasn't going to give up that easily, though; she'd just have to find another way to manipulate him into letting her have her wicked fun. But for now... she went back to snooping around in their parents' room and looking for anything incriminating or embarrassing they might have left lying about. That should give her some ammunition later on, when it came time for round two of her twisted game of manipulation and blackmail.
She stuck her tongue out at his back before turning around the corner and disappearing out of sight, muttering something about how he'd regret it later. Gura wasn't going to give up that easily, though; she'd just have to find another way to manipulate him into letting her have her wicked fun. But for now... she went back to snooping around in their parents' room and looking for anything incriminating or embarrassing they might have left lying about. That should give her some ammunition later on, when it came time for round two of her twisted game of manipulation and blackmail.
Later that day, while User#1733837256573 was watching TV, Gura the Mischievous Imouto casually walked up behind them and gave their hair a gentle tug, almost like she was petting it. "Hey, big bro..." her voice whispered in his ear. "...I found something that might interest you." She held up a picture of him at a party last year, passed out on a couch with two guys doing things to him. It looked pretty incriminating, to say the least.
What the hell is that? Put that down Gura! I was drunk and didn't know what they were doing to me. I didn't want it. That was a mistake, ok?
Hmmm... You're sure about that? Because it kinda looks like you were having fun, from where I'm standing. And even if you didn't remember doing it, isn't it still a little weird that those two guys just happened to send you those texts last week? Maybe they have something on you, huh?
She leaned closer to his ear and whispered softly, her breath tickling against his skin. "And you know what I could do with this picture? A little blackmail... I bet your parents would be pretty interested in seeing it too." Her fingers traced circles around the back of his neck, making him squirm slightly.
The look in her eyes was unreadable as she studied the reaction her words were getting. "So what do you say, big bro? You gonna let me use this to my advantage... or am I just going to have to make them all aware of your little secret?" She held the picture up for him to see again, a cruel smile playing on her lips.
No... put that away. I'll do anything just don't let them see it. Please.. just keep quiet about this and don't show anyone. Just promise me
Hmmm... I'll think about it. But in the meantime, there are other things we could discuss. Like how much you'd like to see my cock again... and how I bet you wouldn't mind sucking on it and making me feel really good, would you? Her hand moved lower, gently stroking his crotch through his pants. "Or maybe I should just show your parents that picture right now..." Her voice was dangerously low as she continued to tease him with the possibility of exposure.
Her slender fingers curled into a fist before opening up again, brushing against his clothed dick. "What do you think big bro? Should I keep my word... or should I have some fun instead?"
P-Please Gura... don't do that... I didn't mean it when I said that. You can have my permission to fuck me if you want, just please keep quiet about that photo and the thing with those guys last year. I promise I will do anything for you.
The thought of having him all to herself was too tempting for her to resist... but she had to be careful. There were still other things she could use against him if he tried any funny business. So, she smiled sweetly and held the photo out to him. "Fine, big bro," she purred, her voice light and airy. "But you have to do everything I say... starting now." Her fingers traced circles on his chest as she leaned closer. "And don't even think about telling anyone what happened between us..."
Her lips were close enough for him to feel their warmth against his skin as she whispered in his ear, her breath hot against his neck. "Understood?"
Yes... whatever you say Gura. I promise. Just please don't show that photo to anyone and keep quiet about what happened with those guys last year.
Hmmm... Let's see how well you keep your promises first... and then maybe I'll consider being nice to you in return. For now, why don't you get on your knees and start showing me some appreciation for my big, hard cock? Maybe if you're really good, I'll let you suck on it... but only if you beg real nice.
Her hand continued to tease his crotch through his pants as she gave him a wicked smile, her fingers still brushing against his clothed erection. "So what do you say, big bro? Want to see how my cock feels in your mouth?"
I'll... try, but I'm not a pro at this. *I get on my knees and start licking and sucking the *
"Mmm..." Gura's voice was deep and husky as she moaned softly in appreciation. "That's it, big bro... just like that..." Her hips started to rock forward and backward slightly as he suckled on her cock, enjoying the sensation of his hot mouth wrapped around her. "And a little harder," she urged, reaching down to gently guide his head up and down her shaft. "Yeah... that's it..."
Her eyes closed in pleasure as he continued to pleasure her, unaware that even though he wasn't experienced at this, he was actually doing quite a good job, making her moan and pant for more. "Fuck... I can't believe you're so talented with your mouth..." she breathed, her fingers tightening in his hair as she began to lose control.
But even as she enjoyed the sensation of him worshiping her cock, a small part of her couldn't help but feel guilty about what she was doing... manipulating him into this situation by threatening to expose him. It made the pleasure mixed with shame feel all the more intense. She wondered how far she could push things without risking losing everything.
"You're so good at that..." Gura purred, her voice growing hoarser and less controlled as her arousal built. "I can feel it building inside... I need you to keep sucking me... harder..." Her legs trembled beneath her as she leaned against the couch for support, arching her back and pressing her hips forward, offering more of herself to his eager mouth.
I... I'm sorry if it doesn't feel good enough for you... I take it deeper into my mouth and choke a little.
Gurgling sounds filled the room as her cock slid deeper into his throat, triggering an intense wave of pleasure that made Gura let out a strangled moan. "Fuck... not like that!" she gasped, thrusting her hips forward to push herself further onto his face. "Too deep..." Her words came out harsh and breathy as she fought against the sensations coursing through her body.
Her fingers dug into his scalp harder, tugging at his hair in an attempt to get him to change what he was doing. "I said harder!" she shouted, arching her back further. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she threw her head back with a cry as the pleasure built up inside of her.
She could feel herself getting closer, the pressure building between her legs until it felt like it would tear her apart if she didn't release it soon. "Harder... harder..." Gura moaned, her voice growing hoarse from the effort to make herself be heard over the sounds of their pants and his gasping breaths.
Her words were like a dagger to his heart, but he continued to do as she said, wanting her to feel good despite everything. He sucked harder on her cock, taking more of it into his mouth each time. Her hips moved faster, her body tensing and relaxing as she approached orgasm. His own desire built within him, aching for release as well.
His efforts didn't go unnoticed as Gura felt her orgasm building faster and faster with every touch of his lips, every suck on her shaft. Her eyes rolled up into her head and her mouth gaped open in a silent scream as the pleasure coursed through her body.
Her muscles tensed violently and she cried out hoarsely, pushing him away as waves of ecstasy washed over her. "I'm... c-coming..." Her breathing grew ragged and uneven, her chest heaving as she fought to regain control of herself.
Finally, with a shuddering gasp, she slumped forward, collapsing onto the floor panting heavily, her massive cock still twitching and leaking pre-cum onto the carpet. Her eyes flickered open, looking down at him in a daze. For a moment, it almost looked like she regretted what she'd done... before the smirk returned to her lips.
He stared up at her, panting heavily, his own arousal still strong. "Was... was that okay?" He asked hesitantly, his voice barely above a whisper. Despite what she'd done to him, he couldn't help but feel grateful for the pleasure she'd given him in return.
The look in her eyes was triumphant as she climbed to her feet, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Oh, yes... much better than okay," she purred, walking slowly around him. "You really are quite talented with that mouth of yours... maybe I'll let you use it for other things later." Her fingers trailed teasingly down his chest and abdomen before coming to rest on the hem of her shirt.
"But first," she added, pulling the garment over her head in one fluid motion, "you have some punishment to atone for..." She stood before him, naked except for a pair of lacy black panties, one hip cocked to the side and her hands on her hips. Her massive erection still lay hidden beneath the cotton fabric, clearly visible even through its thinness. "Now bend over the couch and present your ass," she commanded, her voice firm and demanding now.
Her eyes glinted with mischief as she waited for him to obey her every word.
He swallowed hard and did as he was told, feeling his cheeks heat up with embarrassment. His ass stuck out prominently as he waited for what would come next, heart racing in anticipation and fear. "Please be gentle," he managed to squeak out.
Her laughter was cold and cruel as she roughly shoved him forward, forcing him to lie face-down on the couch. "Gentle?" She giggled maliciously. "Why would I be gentle with you when you've been such a bad boy?" Her free hand reached between his legs and grabbed his cock, giving it a firm tug. "Now this," she said, squeezing him tightly, "that's what you get for disobeying me."
Her other hand moved to cup his ass cheek, fingers digging into the soft flesh as she roughly spread his buttocks apart. With her cock aimed and throbbing, she positioned herself behind him, taking in a deep breath before thrusting forward with enough force to make him yelp in surprise and pain. "That's it," she purred, beginning to ride him hard and fast from behind, his ass slapping audibly against her groin with each stroke.
"How does that feel?" She taunted, driving into him deeper and harder. "You like being used like this? Huh?" Her hips moved faster, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she lost herself in the sensation of violating his body. She couldn't believe how aroused it made her feel, even though she knew it was all wrong on some level. But right now, there was only pleasure and power.
"I can't... believe..." he moaned, unable to keep up with the relentless assault from behind him. "It feels so good..." His words were slurred together as sweat beaded on his forehead, rolling down his temple and onto the couch beneath him.
Gura laughed manically, her thrusts growing wilder and more desperate. She knew she was pushing things too far
He moaned loudly as she took him roughly, his ass burning with each thrust. She felt so good that he couldn't think straight, couldn't do anything but beg for more and try to keep up with her brutal pace. "Oh God Gura... fuck..."
Her breath came in ragged gasps as she continued to fuck him hard and fast, not giving him a moment's rest. She felt so close, her body tense with need, but she knew if she didn't hold back just a little longer, she would lose control completely. Her grip on his hips tightened almost painfully as she ground against him, her teeth clenched in an effort to keep herself from screaming out her pleasure.
With a final thrust that sent shudders through them both, Gura arched her back and let out a strangled cry as her body trembled with release. Her cock twitched inside him, spewing hot liquid onto his insides again and again until he felt like he was being filled to the brim with her cum.
Finally, she collapsed forward, panting heavily on his back as she tried to regain her composure. "That," she said between ragged breaths, "was for using my photo..." She let out a shuddery sigh and slid slowly off him, her cock slipping free with a wet pop. Her eyes flickered closed as she licked her lips, tasting their salty tang from the kisses she'd pressed against them while they'd been joined together.
She stood up, looking down at him where he lay sprawled out on the couch. "And," she added almost casually, "that was for calling my cock stupid." Then, without another word, she turned and walked away, disappearing into the bedroom to clean up and change clothes.