My Reluctant Sister_(0)

She was lying on her bed with her phone in hand sending a message to someone. She wore a dark blue midriff length tank top and pink lacy panties, nothing else. I stepped to the bed and sat next to her. She lifted her large brown eyes from the screen of her smartphone, quickly pulled the corner of her blanket over her legs then demanded “What are you doing here?”

“Let’s have sex.”

Her eyes widened in surprise “What the hell? What did you ask me? Sex? No way! Get out, no, I’m not going to do that.”

“Hey, we’re alone, mom and dad will be gone for hours.”

“Are you insane? Get out of my room!”

“Come on Dee, I know you aren’t virgin, Paul has been screwing you so it’s not like you’re giving up something precious.”

My sister bloomed red in the face and sat up straight on the bed, she shouted “What? Has that bastard been talking about us? What is he saying, who knows!?”

“Everybody knows, you were the number one school rumor ten minutes after you crawled out of the back seat of his car. I think it was like three months ago. Why do you think you got so popular all of a sudden, why guys keep asking you for dates?”

Her face blanched white, her lips compressed in silence as she stared at me forever with unreadable eyes, her pose told me she was freaked out, “Paul told everybody we have sex?”

“Well, I’m pretty sure he hasn’t said anything to mom and dad. Come on Sis, let’s get it.”

“Get the fuck out of my room!” Abandoning modesty she slammed away the blanket then leaped off the bed and grabbed my shoulder to push me out of her sight. “Get out you perverted sonofabitch, I’ll never fuck you! You’re my fucking brother and shit like that is totally wrong, GET OUT!”

I didn’t feel rejected, I didn’t cringe in shame as I walked out of her room. She slammed her bedroom door so hard the walls shook while swearing like an unpaid whore at my back. Not only was she pissed at me, her relationship with Paul was about to come to an end. I left quietly without argument because I knew something she didn’t. Dee would have to give in and let me in because I had something she would not want our parents to see.

I had Paul’s smartphone and he had a ton of pictures of my sister; many not suitable for public viewing.

Why did I have my sister’s boyfriend’s smartphone? He left it on a side table two nights earlier after visiting Dee at our house. I found it and fully intended on giving it to Dee but then I figured out his swipe pattern and started looking and reading. Some of the texts between him and my sister were not just texting, they were sexting, some damn hot sexting. Then there were pictures. Pictures of her in the back seat of his car, in his house, selfies from her room and some even taken at the park at Loon Lake. He also had a couple of videos that revealed a lot about my sister. She did have clothes on in most of the snapshots but some exposed a lot more of Dee than I had ever seen. Without clothes my sister was a wet dream waiting to happen. There were even selfies of his head or cock between her legs, her mouth on his prick. The hottest picture though was a close up of her pussy dripping big globs of cum. That one made my cock swell up fast. My sister’s unclothed body, the poses she took and what they were doing were like doses of steroids to my libido. I was determined, if he could do it, I could do it.

I didn’t find any clue that he had been sharing the pictures of Dee with anyone or on social media so her secret was just between them and me. But that could change. I waited until Dee could look at me again without burning red and swearing; about three days. When she stopped leaving a room when I came in I decided it was time to hit on her again. I knocked on her open bedroom door, she acknowledged my presence. “Hey look, Dee, I didn’t mean to make you so upset, I’m sorry” I lied.

She looked at me warily, wanting to trust me but not letting herself “Sorry? Sorry for what Paul said or sorry that you want to screw me?”

I ignored the question “Did you kick Paul to the curb?”

“To the curb, over a cliff and almost into a hospital. I literally kicked him in the balls. He was rolling around on the floor asking me why.”

“Did you tell him?”

“Hell yes! That motherfucker won’t ever say anything else nasty about me.”

Her language wasn’t for public ears just then, but it gave me added fuel to do the reveal “Did Paul lose his phone?”

She looked at me for a few moments, suspicion grew in her eyes “Well, yeah, about a week ago. Why?”

I said “I have it.”

Dee froze in place, her eyes burned into mine then her cheeks turned red, she asked “Are you going to give it back to him?”

Time for the bombshell “You want me to delete the pictures before I do?”

My sister leaped off her bed “You hacked his phone, you saw the pictures!? Give it to me!”

“I don’t think so Dee, I’m going to hang on to it for a while.” I left my sixteen-year-old sister standing in her room looking both enraged and devastated.

Later that day I was gaming online when she came into my room and sat quietly on the edge of my bed. I glanced at her but wasn’t about to die in a toxic cloud just to ask her what she wanted so I ignored her while my buddy DeathDealer lobbed nuclear hand grenades through a time warp bubble. Dee sat and fidgeted until I could pause without dying “What?”

“Can we talk?”

I signed off with my team, set the controller aside “What about?”

She snarled “You know fucking well what about.”

I was blunt “About all the blowing and screwing nudie pics on the phone?”

She dropped her eyes to the floor and nodded slightly, “Yeah” she sighed. She looked back at me and pleaded “Mitch, you can’t show anybody, you can’t tell anybody. I would kill Paul, you and myself if any of that got out.”

I sat back and studied her. She is my sister and in spite of what I found she was still someone I wanted to protect, to keep her safe from harm in any form. She was family. Family comes first. “Dee, I won’t ever do anything with the messages unless you go total bizarre on me. You can have phone and delete all the evil shit on it. If you want to give it back to Paul, that’s up to you.”

She eyed me skeptically “I can have the phone?”

“Sure, I have no reason to keep it.”

“That means you already copied that all stuff doesn’t it?”

Dee may be blonde, but not stupid “Not all, just the pictures.”

Anger flared across her face and I thought she was going to say something vicious but the moment passed “Give it to me. Please?” I took the smartphone from its hiding place then showed Dee how to swipe it open. She grumbled ‘thanks’ then left my room.

I kept my silence for another week, the entire time my sister was edgy whenever my parents were together with us. She didn’t need worry, I wasn’t about to say or show anything to them about Dee. I had other plans. Finally, she could take the strain any longer.

“Mitchell, I need to talk to you.”

Wow, she used my full name but I was Forging an Empire and didn’t pause “What?”

“Stop the game” she commanded.

I did her bidding “Okay, what’s up?”

“What are you going to do with those pictures?”

“Donno, maybe keep them for a wedding gift to your new husband.”

“Goddamnit asshole, this is serious. If those ever get out and mom and dad or my friends see them I’ll die. I might as well run away and change my name.”

“I’m not thinking of publishing them if that’s what you think, I just like looking at them. You’re pretty damn hot, I get a boner looking at them.”

Venom flashed from her eyes “Fucking pervert, is that all you can think of?”

“The truth? Yeah, I think we could have a real nice time if you want the pictures back.”

She asked warily “What do you mean?”

“What the hell do you think? If you want them back, if you want me to delete them from where I put them you’re gonna have to earn them. I have 23 pictures of you nude, near nude and doing some pretty hot stuff with Paul. You want to be sure they never get out, you gotta put out.”

Her jaws clenched, her brows pinched in anger “Asshole Bastard!” She fled my room.

20 minutes later Dee sent me a text ‘Can I come in’

‘sure’

My door opened halfway, my sister stuck her head in “Close your eyes.”

I shut my eyes half expecting her to slap me or something but heard her feet shuffle across my floor then the bed groaned softly. “Okay” she said.

I turned to see Dee on her back with my blanket pulled to her chin, she looked like she wanted to be anywhere else when she said “Come on, if I have to do this then let’s get it over with.” As I looked into her intense brown eyes my cock exploded to giant size. I tugged on the blanket but she gripped it harder in her hands. I pulled with more force so she let go, it slipped down to her waist to reveal my sister’s nudity. She bloomed red in her cheeks, down her neck and across her firm standing B cup tits. I tugged the blanket farther down then almost came in my pants as I looked at the puffy outer lips of her clean-shaven pussy. It took me only seconds to strip from my jeans and briefs.

Dee glared at my erection swinging back and forth while I got onto the bed. I tried to push her legs apart but she resisted then said “Take your shirt off, I’m naked so you gotta do it too.” My t-shirt fluttered to the floor in less than a moment. Dee rested her head on my pillow then with an effort to not watch me she spread her legs far enough to let me in. I moved up and over her then grabbed my cock to aim it then rubbed it up and down her slit. She was dry so I hawked a gob of spit and wet the end of my erection then put the palm of my hand on her pussy to rub her wet too. She jerked under my touch and turned her bright red face to the pillow. I bent my back then with a lot of anticipation split my sister with the head of my hard-on.