My Sister Ashley chapter 3

Christmas came and went and with it the usual aggravation of visiting relatives and receiving relatives day in and day out. By Saturday, not only was I exhausted but Ashley had distanced herself from me which made me edgy. At around four o’clock my aunt and uncle along with their three children, who had me convinced were the spawn of Satan himself, were finally pushed out the door. My parents wearily trudged back into the kitchen to clean up what looked like a disaster zone. Ashley and I picked up the living room where wrapping paper had been strewn around by the devil children. When we finished I collected the gifts I had been given and headed for my room. One thing that could be said for my aunt and uncle was that they were generous. I received about two hundred dollars worth of gift cards, a computer game, and two DVDs so I couldn’t really complain. I dumped my swag into a good sized pile along with the other gifts I had gotten throughout the week, onto my bed and started going through them. They had been the last relatives we had to see so I was quite relieved to just lie down and not have to talk to anyone. I lay on my bed and mindlessly picked through the gifts, sorting them into some kind of order as Ashley flounced into the room. I barely noticed her until she sat on the bed next to me, her perfume almost overwhelming my senses. She was wearing jeans and a spaghetti-strap tube top, her hair was down and neatly tucked behind her ears and shoulders.

“Whatcha doing?” she asked aimlessly picking through my stuff messing up the order I had put them in.

“Nothing. What do you want?”

“Tim,” she sighed pinching the bridge of her nose, “I thought you would have gotten it by now.”

“Gotten what?” I responded innocently. I knew exactly what she was talking about but I wanted to string it out as long as possible and make her lose interest. I really didn’t have the energy for anything that she wanted to do.

“Don’t play with me Tim! You’re supposed to do what I say anyways.” She actually looked like she was getting angry over this.

“Or what, honestly what’s to keep me from completely ignoring you, hm? What would happen if you lost your outlet? All your pent up desires, your emotions, your needs, would they just build up until you explode? What would that feel like, sister?” While I was speaking I traced small patterns on her arm with the back of my finger, barely touching her skin. “Oh and I think you’ll find that your little friend, the one you threatened me with the other day has gone missing, who knows where it went. Oh yes and all your other toys I’m afraid, have disappeared as well. You should keep better track of them.” The look on her face was priceless, a look of absolute horror and disbelief.

“You…you wouldn’t?” she slowly got up and sort of backed up towards the door.

“You might find something under your bed though.” I called as she hurried out the door to her room. I got up slowly and wandered out after her. I wanted to see this for myself, the panic on her face as she left my room generated an almost sexual sensation that I wanted to hold onto. I quietly opened her door and closed it behind me and leaned back against it. She was rushing around her room looking in all of the hiding places I had painstakingly found and cleaned out while she was away with her friends a couple nights ago. I was surprised that she hadn’t noticed until I told her, she must have been saving herself or something. At the moment she was tearing through her dresser which had, until recently held three, from what I could determine, of her favorites or most used devices. Pieces of clothing were flying across the room in such a way that I had to control myself not to laugh at. A black silk thong flew past and I caught it before it could hit the floor. I thought it strange that I had never noticed she wore thongs, I had only seen her in panties or nothing at all. I leisurely twirled it around my finger and continued to watch Ashley hopelessly search.

“I’m gonna kill you.” She hissed, stepping out of her closet where previously there had been four of her toys.

“Did you look under your bed yet?” I asked. She narrowed her eyes at me and slunk over to her bed and looked underneath.

“Oh how kind of you.” Her voice dripping sarcasm, she held in her hand a tiny vibrator maybe two inches long. When I came across it I was absolutely stumped at why a girl like her would have such a small device.

“At least it works right?” I said. It shouldn’t, I had removed the little plate that carried the electrical charge from the battery. It had taken a bit of doing but it was a grateful distraction from a monotonous week. A small flicker of hope flashed across her eyes as she twisted the bottom hoping for the little device to come to life. It didn’t and her face fell.

“You won’t get away with this Tim.” She said, the rage in her voice becoming more and more apparent.

“Won’t I?” I responded innocently. She stood up and in a flash her face was no more than an inch from mine, her large breasts pushing into my chest. I was startled by her speed but quickly recovered, newly acquired confidence from last Friday’s events flooding through me. She looked down into my eyes with such utter hate that I was afraid for a second that she would hit me.

“You!” was all she managed to growl.

“What does it feel like Ashley,” I whispered into her face, “to have everything taken away and to only have me. Does it turn you on? Does it disgust you? What do you think of your brother now; do you realize how you have changed me?” I stopped babbling after that, I really didn’t care; they weren’t questions I wanted an answer to. I was just screwing with her head. She only seemed to get angrier anyways. I grinned wickedly and raised my right hand with the silk thong still dangling from my finger. Her brown eyes flicked over and as they did I jammed my left index and middle fingers into her pussy as far as her jeans would let me with such force that she was pushed onto the tips of her toes. She moaned loudly as they sunk in to the first knuckle, her legs buckled and she collapsed to her knees. As my fingers withdrew they came away slightly damp, I smiled and wiped them on her cheek as she knelt there trying to catch her breath. I patted her head and left her room chuckling. Closing her door behind me I made my way back to my room and got on my computer. I opened up AIM and was immediately greeted with the message:

OBane: so how’d it go?
TDonovan: perfectly. You should have seen her face. I replied.
OBane: great!
TDonovan: thanks for the idea. I never would have thought of something like that.
OBane: np. Btw I can’t wait to see you tomorrow 😉 remember7:30 my house.
TDonovan: don’t worry I can’t forget about something like that lol
OBane: good, gtg…I’ll be waiting
TDonovan: cya

Lucky for me I finally had a chance to see Oriana tomorrow night when my parents took Ashley to one of her hockey games at least an hour drive away. Now all I had to do was survive until then.

“Aw isn’t that sweet.” came my sister’s voice from directly behind me. My computer is up against the far wall and my back is to the door but I still cursed myself for not seeing this coming. I believe it was only natural to be a little surprised.

“Holy fucking sh…!” was all I managed before she wrenched my head around, pulling me out of my chair and throwing me to the floor in one swift motion. I was pleasantly surprised that my neck wasn’t broken even if it felt as though it was. She still had my head clasped between her hands as she crushed out mouths together and forced her tongue down my throat. She lay on top of me pressing herself against me, seemingly trying to form herself to my smaller frame. I struggled for a while but gave up when she showed now sign of being dislodged. I lay still and let her explore the inside of my mouth with her tongue, my hands at my sides. She opened her eyes and looked at me confusion written on her face.

“Why did you sto…?” she said before I shifted my weight and pushed with all my strength to flip her over and off of me. Her eyes widened as she was rolled over and I followed up taking over her usual position, atop the waist.

“Now I see why you like sitting here.” I said looking around as if surveying my domain. “Perhaps I’ll stay here all day and just do nothing.” I said, stressing the word nothing. She started to struggle but I grasped her wrists and pinned them to the floor with all my weight.

“I’ve never been in this position before, I hope you’re happy.” She said, the range of emotions playing across her face telling me that I shouldn’t let my guard down even if she had stopped fighting for the moment.

“I am and you have, remember? That first night, you thought you could tie me up and leave me in that condition. Showed you though. And now look what’s become of it.” I said laughing. She smiled slightly almost as if she didn’t want to admit such a thing. A sudden thought struck me out nowhere and I just couldn’t help myself but to ask her even if it would just piss her off more.

“Are you jealous?” I asked smirking, leaning down, close to her face.

“What?”

“Are you jealous?” I repeated slowly punctuating each word with a kiss on her stunned mouth.

“T-that’s not what this is about!” she stammered, color bleeding into her cheeks.

“Oh my god, you are!” I laughed out loud as I stood up releasing her wrists and sitting on my bed. She just lay where she was only moving to cross her arms under her breasts and turn her head away from me. “This is absolutely priceless.” I said wiping tears away from my eyes from laughing so hard.

“Ha ha, so fucking funny you little prick!” she hissed in the direction of the wall.

“What can you possibly be jealous about? Who you are! What you’ve done!” I said, starting to lose my humorous demeanor when she didn’t look at me after what I just said.

“I can see it, that’s all. You two being happy right into the fucking grave!” I could too it felt as if Oriana and I were by definition perfect for each other. And even though we had thought about sex as proven by last week’s events, I never let it motivate my decisions in any way shape or form and really neither had she.

“What!?”

“Why can’t I be happy like that?