A Medallion and a Sister

by itscalledhazing

story tags: busty, control, incest, master, mind_control

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-medallion-and-a-sister


https://www.literotica.com/s/a-medallion-and-a-sister

If you had control over your sister what would you do?

Page 1 of 4 page(s) (20104 characters)

I have never believed in magic. No one in their right mind should.
Sleight of hand, illusions and distractions I can understand and the so
called magicians do it really well but magic isn't real or so I
thought...

To be honest I'm still not sure I'm a believer but as I look at the
signet ring on my finger to the medallion swinging from my sister's
neck as she hungrily sucks my cock there is no other explanation.

It started a couple of months ago, I had just finished university.
Twenty two years old and already I was burdened with a huge debt, poor
degree and little in the way of job prospects. The first two months
after graduating I had the optimism that I would walk into a well paid
graduate scheme but the reality was different, companies didn't even
have the courtesy to say I had been rejected, instead I was ignored.
Now I searched for any job no matter how menial just to get some money
in.

Whilst the job situation was bad when it was coupled with the shock of
moving back in with my parents and realising there was nothing in the
town to do my future looked bleak. I had got used to the joy of living
with mates in a big city. I had swapped London with the Staffordshire
countryside, nights of drinking and debauchery with nights of monopoly
and reality TV, nightclubs and girls with an old man's pub and sheep.

My parents seemingly hadn't changed much since I had been away. My Dad
was only home six to eight days a month. He worked in the London for
the British museum and his job as a museum curator meant he was usually
travelling to other countries for long stretches. My Mum was still the
perfect housewife, waiting at home to greet her husband when he came
back. The only change had been my sister, now four years older she had
matured and like me all those years ago she was deciding whether to
stay in education or find a job.

It was a Saturday when my life changed. My Dad had called me that
morning to give me good news. He had been asking his contacts about a
job for me and finally he had found one as a backroom assistant in a
museum. Essentially I was going to be a glorified lackey earning
minimum wage.

As I walked along the streets I turned over the offer in my head, of
course I would take the job. After all it was the only offer I had
however I was worried about how I was going to survive on minimum wage
in one of the most expensive cities in the world. It would mean renting
a box room in a house share in one of dodgy parts of the city.

Soon I found myself in the towns supermarket, I made my way to the in
store coffee shop and spotted my sister waiting for me. Estelle was
three years younger than me and unlike me she had a job. She worked in
the supermarket as a stock assistant three days a week and she had
asked me to meet her before her shift started.

We were always close growing up, with Dad being away all most of the
time having the two of us against Mum usually meant we could get what
we wanted. We were quite similar in looks too. Both of us had a bigger
build though she was far better at controlling what she put in her
mouth than me. So whilst she had curves they enhanced her figure
whereas my curves aren't the type of thing any man would wish for.

She had long luscious dirty blonde hair. Her hazelnut eyes always seem
to have a mischievous glint to them and she had a breathtaking smile
for those that she deemed worthy enough of it. Now I said she was
bigger than average but she wasn't fat, she played hockey and swam for
the county. She was blessed with a flat stomach, muscular legs, full
breasts and thick arse all in all she was incredibly fit. At around
five foot nine she was shorter than me but taller than average and she
proud of it, walking around the town with elegance that made men double
take and women to look on in envy.

So back to the coffee shop and I was sitting across from her, a bagel
in one hand, coffee in the other when she dropped the sentence that
would change both our lives.

"Dad has managed to get me a job at that museum too and his friend has
offered us his flat in Hammersmith to stay in!" Estelle said, her face
beaming with excitement as she waited for my response.

I sat there in shock; Dad hadn't mentioned any of this to me. Did I
really want my little sister cramping my style whilst I was trying to
get girls? "Are you sure you want to move in with me?! You know I'm an
absolute nightmare in the morning!"

"Of course I know that! First rule of living together is no speaking
before midday, second rule is our rooms are private and yours can be a
tip but we the shared places will be cleaned together... simples"

Rules already I thought, but I knew I wasn't going to get a better
offer than this. "Okay I can live with that. You know I really need to
get out of this place. I'm starting to go crazy seeing all the losers
who couldn't even graduate high school now earning more money than me!"
I grimaced at the recollection of meeting the school dickhead two days
ago. He was in a brand new car and purposely drove through a giant
puddle drenching me.

"What about Mum though? It's a bit unfair to leave her here all alone."
I said as I spotted a young mother struggling to control her crying
child.

"Actually I talked to Dad about that and he's got a three month cruise
trip planned for the two of them. Then once they come back he said he
is looking to move the two of them closer to the city." Estelle replied
then frowned as a thought struck her. "You know what, I'm actually a
little worried about them spending so much time together. Do you think
they can cope with each other for three whole months?!"

I thought about what my sister said. Our Mum loved her time alone, she
was active member of the church and spent the rest of her free time
writing, though I hadn't found out what despite my best attempts. And
if the stories Dad had told me of what he got up to with his work
colleagues were true then he might resent the quietness of his wife's
life. They were completely different people.

"Well that's not our problem, that's for Dad to sort out." I shrugged.
"What about this job? Don't you have to give notice?"

"That's actually the reason I asked you here, I resigned this morning
and I need your help emptying my locker. Dad's going to make the big
announcement tonight, so just make sure that you act surprised!"

We continued talking as she waited for me to finish my coffee. She
didn't know anything more about the flat or the type of job she was
going to do but she was as eager as me to leave.

"Come on then, I want to get out of here before the late turn
supervisor comes on shift." She announced, pulling me out of my seat
the second I finished my drink.

"Oh yeah, that's the creepy guy right? Sweaty Stew?"

"Yep, he's a fucking ogre and smells like one too! I don't want him
anywhere near me. It's bad enough the amount of the disgusting guys who
have tried to kiss me goodbye. Look, I've painted a cold sore on my lip
just to keep them off! But I know that won't stop Stew, blurgh" She
feigned retching as she marched towards the locker room.

I laughed as I inspected the angry looking sore on her top lip. It was
very convincing. "Lead on Captain cold sore"

"Fuck off"

Three hours later and my sister and I were waiting outside the town
train station for our Dad's train to pull in.

"I hope this flat we've got isn't tiny, you know you see all those
stories about a room that just big enough for a single bed, I won't be
able to handle that!" Estelle wondered aloud. I didn't know if she
wanted me to answer and I was saved from over thinking it by our Dad
waving at us.

"Hello Tweedledum and Tweedledee, how's tricks?" My Dad slapped me on
the back before hugging my sister. I hated the nickname but he thought
it was hilarious and so it stuck, once again I wondered how Mum was
going to cope with him for three months.

"Good to see you Dad, the cars outside and I've booked a table for two
at the French place for you and mum at eight... Yes two we decided that
you should explain everything to Mum!" I laughed as he tried to cuff me
around the ears.

"You lazy git, well I suppose it's better if it came from me. Let's go
pick up a curry for you two and some beer for me, I don't trust this
French place to serve anything decent" He replied as he climbed into
the drivers seat.

Three days later and the car was packed with Estelle's and mine
belongings. Our Mum hadn't taken the news well; I didn't realise that
she liked having us around that much. But with the promise that the two
of us would come back for a weekend every month she reluctantly allowed
us to leave.

"There's way too much in here, so I'm going to drive down and I'll meet
you at the flat. It's a ten minute walk from the underground, if you
get there first get me in some beer." My Dad said all this as he jammed
in another pillow into the packed car then shoved the spare keys in my
hand. With two full rucksacks my sister, mum and me all set off to the
train station.

"You know I'm really going to miss you... I know I know I'm off to the
Caribbean but this is the first time on holiday without you!" My Mum
said emotionally as her eyes starting to well up.

"Don't worry Mum, we'll video call you every day and when you get back
you can come stay with us and we'll find a happy hour!" I smiled
comfortingly whilst Estelle hugged my Mum tightly.

"Take care and look after each other." My Mum looked at me as she said
these words making sure that I knew they were aimed at me. She pulled
me in for a hug and gripped me firmly until it became a bit
uncomfortable for me. You see my Mum was an attractive woman. A bit
curvier than my sister but the added weight just emphasised her chest
and bum.

Without realising what I was doing my hand that was stroking her back
had dropped until it came to a rest on her bum. My penis was now fully
erect but she didn't pull apart. I heard my Mum sigh in my ear which
led me to squeeze her arse through her dress. Her soft flesh filled my
palm, it felt amazing then a sharp blast from the train whistle brought
me back to my senses.

I pulled away embarrassed, my Mum looked at me and smiled. "I want lots
of messages from you two and call me when you're off the train and when
you're in the flat!"

Reassuring her that we would I jumped on the train after my sister and
sat down next to her.

"So are we going to talk about how weird Mum was?" Estelle asked waving
to our Mum on the platform as the train pulled away.

"She's just emotional that's all, we need to hope that Dad doesn't do
anything stupid whilst they're away!" I shrugged my shoulders then
pulled out my earphones and phone as my sister stared out the window.

"Welcome to your new lives!" Our Dad proclaimed. He was standing by the
entrance to the block of flats, his arms spread and his smile wide. Our
train journey had been held up by signalling issues and our dad had
beaten us to London by over an hour but that didn't matter now as we
both looked up in wonder at the twenty plus storey building.

Following Dad inside we walked past the mailbox's to the lift and
watched as he pressed for floor 12. "Now I've brought up a couple of
your things up but I'll leave you to do the rest whilst I have a well
earned brew. First big decision for you two to make is whether you
share a room and have a living room or have a room each."

Immediately we looked at each other, we hadn't given any thought to
sharing a room. Dad had said to us it was a two room flat and we had
assumed he meant two bedrooms. I was now starting to wonder just what
he hadn't told us.

"Um I suppose we'll wait and see. How big is this place Dad?" Estelle
asked.

The lift doors pinged open and he left the lift and turned to the left
to flat 123. Using the key he kicked the door open for us to have our
first look at where we would be staying and to say we weren't impressed
is an understatement.

The flat was small, there's no other way to describe it. I thought I
had lived in a small place with for university but this was a good deal
smaller. The flat was comprised of a kitchen, living room, bedroom and
bathroom if you could call any of those things rooms...

The kitchen could only fit one person at a time, the living room had a
two person couch which took up more than half the room, the bedroom had
a double sized bed in it and a built in wardrobe. The bathroom
consisted of a walk in shower and toilet with the smallest sink I've
ever seen. It was tiny but the giant windows gave it a sense of space
and I wasn't complaining because it gave us our freedom.

"Well I don't think I can let you sleep in the living room, that'll
just be mean of me." My sister said as she dumped the bags she had
carried from the car onto the floor.

The flat opened into the living room and from the living room you
accessed the bathroom, kitchen and bedroom. There would be little to no
privacy for either of us even if I did sleep in the living room.

"Tell you what we can share for a night and see how it goes, I've got
my headphones so I won't be able to hear you snore!" I teased her but
she didn't have chance to retort as Dad brought out three mugs of tea.

"It might seem small but with the jobs you've got you won't be spending
much time here," he took a sip before continuing "and believe me there
is plenty to do in London, so really you'll just be using this flat as
a place to crash."

Two hours later and after numerous trips from the car to the flat our
Dad had left and we were alone in the flat. I made myself busy in the
kitchen, wiping down the rather dusty looking cupboards and
disgustingly finding things in the fridge when my sister called me into
the bedroom.

"So I've done the bed and tried to give us as much room as possible,
tell me what you think."

I walked in, the bed was made and the two pillows were on the furthest
ends, which I guess was her attempt to give us our own space. It looked
like it would be cosy but to be honest it was definitely better than me
sleeping on that tiny couch. I smiled at my sister and gave her a hug.
"It brilliant Estelle, um you might want to give the place a wipe down
and vacuum I'm not sure Dad's friend was big on hygiene!"

It was the middle of the afternoon and the next couple of hours was
spent cleaning and dusting until the flat was in a respectable
condition with a strong smell of bleach from the bathroom and kitchen.
After a trip to the local shop and a couple of beers to celebrate our
new home we decided to go to bed.

"You wait here and I'll go get changed in the bathroom then we'll swap.
Sound good?" Estelle asked as she stepped over me to get to the
bedroom.

"Yeah sure, you want a glass of water?" I called after her as I heard
her rummage for her pyjamas before getting into the bathroom and
shutting the door.

"Nah" She answered as I heard the sounds of the shower. I tried not to
think of my naked sister lathered up only meters away from me and
concentrate on reading the news on my phone.

Minutes later the bathroom door opened and she came out and went to the
bedroom. I only caught a glimpse of her flower patterned pyjamas and
though they were loose they couldn't hide the womanly curves. Not
wanting to be caught staring I jumped into the bathroom and had a cold
shower to try ease my cocks stiffness.

"Seriously if you start snoring I will hit you." Estelle said in a semi
serious tone and I grunted in return. We were now lying side by side in
bed. On any other day it would have been uncomfortable for me to be
sharing a bed with such an attractive woman but the long day coupled
with the alcohol had made me sleepy and I was quickly asleep.

It had been years since I had shared a bed and the last time that
happened I woke up that girl with my cock in her face... to be fair to
me she had done the same with her pussy the morning before somehow I
doubt that either of those things were going to happen with my sister.

I slept deeply and don't remember waking up until late the next
morning. It was Saturday and we started our jobs on Monday so we had
the weekend to explore and get to know our new neighbourhood.

My mouth was bone dry as was usual when I woke up and as I gulped down
my water I took the time to look over at Estelle. She was still snoring
softly, she was sleeping on her side facing me and during the night the
duvet had dropped beneath her breasts, almost offering themselves for
me to stare at and happily I accepted.

Now I didn't know at the time but her breasts were 34C and having seen
them bounce beneath her summer dresses they cause almost instant
erections for me. However that morning my eyes were preoccupied by
something I hadn't seen before, her incredibly puffy nipples. It wasn't
just the puffy nipple but her areola was also swollen and pushed out
her thin cotton shirt.

Feeling my prick harden I told myself it was a natural reaction to the
sight of an incredibly busty woman who was within touching distance and
yet I couldn't tear my eyes away. I wasn't aware of how much time had
passed, it could have been five minutes or an hour but eventually
Estelle stirred.

Turning onto her back she let out a deep sigh. Scrambling not to be
seen I found my phone and flicked it on trying my best to look innocent
whilst she slowly woke up. Noticing that my cock was likely to be
making a bulge in the covers I lifted my knee up to hide it.

"Morning" She croaked.

"Morning" I replied, "You sleep alright?"

"Urgh, yeah I did actually." Her voice wasn't sounding any better so I
offered her my water which she took gratefully and finished. "Thanks...
I think that went well. Kind of reminds me of when we were kids and
slept together. What do you think?" She asked lifting herself higher up
the bed.

I ignored her. I was trying to will my erection to go down. Taking deep
breaths and imagining myself playing in the world cup my cock had
subsided to something that I could hide from my sister.

"You didn't sleep well then?" My sister said the worry in her voice
clear.

"Oh... yeah I did," I coughed then, "Sorry, I just trying to get my
voice, my snoring didn't keep you awake?"

"Nah, slept like a baby. Tell you what I'll get us some tea and you can
tell me what we're going to do today." She leapt out of bed and made
her way to the kitchen.

I couldn't help but watch her and I wished I hadn't as my cock sprung
to full attention again. Her chest jiggled delightfully as she jumped
on the mattress until she was by the door and though I had always
teased her for having a big bum, I saw it was more muscular than fat
but it sure looked nice sashaying away from me. Luckily she didn't look
back because my cock was rock and my mouth wide open with drool
dripping onto my chest.

It took all my willpower not to drop my hand to my cock, it wouldn't
have taken long to release the huge load brewing in my balls but I was
pretty sure my sister would notice the smell of spunk, the wet patch
spreading on the covers, not to mention the look of satisfaction on my
face. So with a sigh I got my phone and searched for the local happy
hours.

The weekend passed smoothly, I had managed to hold off cumming until I
went to have a shower and repeated the trick the day after. It didn't
take long especially knowing my sister was close by and the image of
her fit body fresh in my mind. I really did try to think of someone
else, my favourite pornstars, the girls I slept with a university but
my mind kept going back to my sister. Not much happened the rest of the
weekend; we went out both days, had some drinks and explored London in
the sun. I could see the looks that Estelle was attracting from
numerous men but maybe because I with her, no one came up to her.

Monday came around and we headed to the museum for our first day of
work. It was a tall Victorian building attached to London University,
the museum focused on Latin American history and judging from the dated
interior it wasn't very popular. We introduced ourselves to the
receptionist at the staff entrance and after we exchanged some
pleasantries we were told to wait for our manager.

A Medallion and a Sister

by itscalledhazing (UID 1298984)

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-medallion-and-a-sister

If you had control over your sister what would you do?

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"Hi there, I'm going to be your manager, confidant and best friend
whilst your here." A short thin man had breezed into the room where we
were sitting a big smile on his face as he pulled my hand into a weak
handshake, "so you're Alan's kids, I see you get your looks from your
Mum! Alan is an unfortunate looking fellow, haha!" He gave a high
pitched laugh that continued for far longer than either sibling thought
was normal.

We both chuckled dutifully than gave our names when he finally calmed
himself down.

"Estelle. That's such a pretty name, I'll get some name badges sorted
for you. Though they will be mostly for me, I've got a terrible
memory!" He giggled again causing Estelle to give me a bewildered look.

"Goodness me, I forgot to introduce myself in all the excitement. My
name is Harry Price."

We shook hands again then he marched off leaving the two of us looking
perplexed at each other before following him.

"Yes I have a degree in history and I did a module in creative writing,
I don't remember telling my Dad I was any good at it though!"

We were now in his office and I had just answered his question about my
degree.

"My dear boy, your Dad was very proud of you both, couldn't stop him
talking once he had a cocktail in him. He read one of your essays and
he was mightily impressed, he even gave it me to read and I've got to
say it was well done."

"Um well thanks," I responded surprising myself by blushing.

"Which means I have got the perfect job for you! We're updating all of
our collections to the world wide web and I want you to drag us kicking
and screaming into the twenty first century!" He smiled at me over his
glasses and I smiled back delighted, I was fully expecting to be a
cleaner seeing as my Dad had declined to tell me what the job entailed
this was a marked improvement.

"Now for you Miss, as you don't have the education of your brother I'm
going to ask you to be an organiser. So you'll be bringing the
collections that your brother will be cataloguing then taking them back
with a bit of cleaning in between." He pushed forward a list of items
to Estelle before turning back, "Mary on reception will show you were
your office is going to be and welcome to the family!"

As we left the managers office I waited for the eruption of my sister
and sure enough as soon as we were out of earshot she exploded. "The
fucking cheek of that dickhead! I've come all the way to London just to
be a fucking cleaner!"

I was very tempted to remind her that she was technically my assistant
too but teasing her in this mood definitely wouldn't have been worth
it. So my sensible side won out and I tried to reason with her. "Hey
it's a job isn't it? And I'll be there to help you too... tell you what
just wait for the first paycheque! That'll put a smile on your face."

I was saved from getting a reply by Mary who had popped up from one of
the side passages looking a lot more welcoming now we had been
officially accepted.

"We're a small museum here and there is not many staff either so we all
try to get along. The kitchen is here and we all put in £5 a month for
tea and biscuits. You won't be bothered in this office unless you leave
your dirty mugs in the sink then you'll face my wrath!" Mary attempted
a smile with the last word but that just made the threat more sinister.

The tour continued with a quick look in the three large exhibition
rooms before back to the staff quarters where I was directed to my
office and left along whilst Mary took my sister to the storage rooms.
I looked at the small room that would be my office. On either wall
there was three shelves crammed full of papers and in the middle of the
room was a table for the computer. Walking around to the chair I dumped
my bag on the floor and turned on the computer to see what type of
relic I was going to have to deal with.

The job was tedious, I was basically copying hand written notes onto an
webpage and taking pictures of each item but the time did pass quickly
especially when Estelle came in. It only took an hour before she had
shed her jumper and unbuttoned her blouse at the top and bottom to cool
down from the stuffy storage rooms yet sweat was started to form. I too
was getting warmer but that was more due to her appearance.

She grumped at the end of the day but after I treated her to a pizza
and cider she decided that the job wasn't so bad especially when she
realised she didn't have to be so quick bringing up papers for me to
write up.

We soon moved into a daily routine, Estelle wore smart clothes to work
then as soon as she was in the store rooms she changed into slacks and
continued to work. When our first paycheque arrived she stopped moaning
though that was also in part due to the fact she took another job as a
barmaid where she lasted a full two nights before she quit.

Now two months into the job and our parents were in the middle of there
cruise and Estelle came into my office and announced this was the last
box from storage. Usually most boxes were marked with a date and
country however this one was just marked with a question mark.

I pulled out the top three packages and unravelled the first one onto
my desk getting ready to read it before typing it up and taking
pictures. Meanwhile Estelle had pulled out one of the items, it wasn't
unusual for her to pick out some of the artefacts and help me take
pictures so I took no notice and continued to work.

"What do you think?" She asked, I looked up from my desk and saw she
was wearing a necklace with a medallion, the size of a twenty pence
piece, hanging in the middle. In the middle of the gold medallion was a
green stone.

She was wearing a plain white shirt she still kept from her school days
and it was obvious her chest had grown since then as it was now skin
tight to her beautiful body. I loved when she tried artefacts on as it
gave me the perfect opportunity to look at her and not seem too
inappropriate.

Lifting myself from my desk I shuffled around to where she was standing
then crouched so I was eye level with her big tits and stared. Now
obviously I wasn't looking at the necklace but to give the pretence of
admiring it I lifted it in my hand towards my face.

"Mmmm, well Miss it looks genuine." Taking a risk I decided to let my
hand drop to her chest until I felt her soft breast. "The craftwork is
basic but it feels divine... I'll give you three pounds for it." I said
pretending to sound knowledgeable, we had done this play acting
hundreds of times and usually Estelle came up with a sob story which I
then had to top except this time it went wrong.

My sister pulled away in mock horror, the necklace and medallion was
still hanging around her neck but the dark green stone that had been in
the centre of the medallion was lying in my hand. Immediately we, or
more accurately I, panicked. Grabbing the medallion from her neck I
tried to push the stone back in but it wasn't staying.

"Fuck, fuck fuck..." I kept on muttering but no matter how hard I
pushed it; the stone didn't want to stick. Throughout all of this my
sister had a look of distain as she lifted the necklace off her and
dropped it in my hands.

"This is just what I fucking need!" I swore as I could feel my heart
hammering and the sweat running down my forehead. "It's not going in at
all, I think we're going to have to take it and buy some superglue
before anyone notices it gone."

"Who the fuck cares!" My sister snapped shocking me from my thoughts.
"I've been wearing the jewellery from the Orient collection for weeks
now and no-one has even noticed!" With that she curled her hair behind
her ear and showed me her earrings that looked incredibly familiar
seeing as I had catalogued them last week.

"What the actual fuck Estelle? You know you can go to prison for that
type of shit! Take those earrings off right now and hide this medallion
underneath your clothes so I can try and fix it when we get home." I
shouted. I knew she had a rebellious streak often bunking school,
drinking the parent's alcohol and letting off stink bombs at work but
this was another level.

An hour later and I was still panicking when we finally left. I had
spent the time researching the best glue for metals and we headed to a
hardware store before picking up some food on our way home.

"Fuck this piece of shit!" My anguished yell echoed around the flat and
all I got in response was a laugh from my sister. I had tested the glue
on some test metal and it had worked. But it was now the fourth attempt
trying to get the gem to stick and it had absolutely no affect.

Staring at the deep green of gem I searched my mind for a solution. As
I often do when I was in trouble, I pulled off my signet ring and
twirled it in my fingers. There is something comforting about the old
ring, it had withstood a world war and the hole where the seal was
meant to be had been shot out by a Nazi if the antique store assistant
was to be believed.

The hole that the missing seal created was large but it carried a lot
of significance and it was a great conversation starter when I tried to
chat up ladies. However as I absentmindedly placed the hole over the
green gem they instantly fused together. Sighing I got a grip of the
small gem and tried to pull it free but it wasn't budging.

I almost wanted to laugh at the misfortune and I was so tempted to
throw my ring in frustration but taking a deep breath I calmed myself
and tried to wedge my fingernail underneath it when I heard a loud
shriek from the bedroom. Running towards the noise I saw Estelle in her
pyjamas, her hand clutching the medallion away from her body as the
other balanced a tub of ice cream.

"The fucking thing started to burn!" She screamed.

"What are you talking about?"

"What part of its started to burn don't you understand dipshit?!"

Quickly I put ring on my finger and hurried over to my sister and took
the medallion in my hand.

"It's cold..." I stated as I dropped it back to her chest. "What were
you holding in your hand before?"

"Um..." She held the medallion and looked at the spoon in the ice cream
tub, "well I was holding the spoon but I swear it was hot."

"Alright, alright I believe you... Wait a second is that my banana ice
cream?" I grabbed the tub from her as she shrugged in response.

"You left it in the freezer, I thought you didn't want it anymore?"

"That was mine! I want you to buy me two tubs immediately."

Now I would be lying if I said I saw a noticeable difference in her but
she looked at me with a blank expression before getting up. Picking up
her purse, she put on her coat and shoes before opening the front door
and leaving.

Both of us love teasing each other, to outsiders it could sound like we
were constantly arguing but it is all we've ever known so for Estelle
to leave without retorting was worrying and even more so was the fact
beneath her coat she was just in her pyjamas.

I paced around the flat, twirling my phone between my hands wondering
whether to phone her and apologise. I spent over ten minutes agonising
over my decision when the front door was unlocked and Estelle entered.

"Here's your ice cream. Are you satisfied Sir?" She said looking at me.

I laughed in disbelief then mockingly I did a regal wave and said I was
indeed satisfied.

My sister smiled then put the two tubs in the freezer and resumed her
position on the bed as if nothing had happened.

I didn't quite know what to make of what had happened so I decided to
ignore it as I really didn't want to restart the argument especially as
it looked like I had won. Instead I took two cans of beer from the
fridge and handing one to my sister, I cracked the other open.

The next day was a Saturday and usually I'd be finding a pub to settle
down and watch the football but instead I went to a jeweller to see if
they could help with the ring.

"No I'm sorry Sir I can't get it out without damaging the ring." The
shop assistant said apologetically.

That was the sixth time I had heard those words that morning and I was
getting fed up. "When you say damage what exactly do you mean?"

"Well either I melt or freeze the ring, which one depends on whether
the gem can withstand extreme heat or cold better. But if I've not seen
anything this well stuck, it's like the gold has been melded with the
gem. Remarkable really..." Despite his words he had the decency to give
me a sympathetic look.

Taking the ring from him I put it back on and left the shop to find
Estelle who after deciding to come with me had found herself more
interested in a nearby fashion store.

"No luck?" She asked once I had found her by the summer dress
collection.

"Nope and I've given up. I'm just going to have to hope no one notices
its gone."

"I was going to do that anyway!" Estelle laughed, "Besides I've grown
used to medallion and weirdly I feel empty without it around my neck."
She said pulling the medallion from underneath her shirt.

"That's not weird at all. I was going to say the same thing with my
ring. It felt weird if I didn't have my ring on but now that the it has
the gem there if I don't wear it I get an itch that won't stop until
its back on."

We were both looking at my ring now before my sister scoffed and went
back to browsing. I however couldn't shake the feeling that the gem was
starting to have some sort of power over me. I vowed to do some
research on the mysterious medallion when I got home to see what I
could learn.

Leaving my sister I went to do some shopping for a new phone which was
to be an early Christmas present from my parents.

An hour later and I was back in the same fashion store looking for
Estelle. I found her heading to the changing rooms with an armful of
clothes.

"Hey Estelle, how's the saving going for New York going?" I teased

"Shut up, I'm not going to buy them all you idiot." She scoffed as laid
down the clothes for the shop assistant to inspect.

"Sorry Sir you have to sit there and wait for your partner to come
out."

"Blergh she's... whoa." I was about to correct the dressing room
assistant when I saw her hold up a leather catsuit before laying it
down with my sister's collection of clothes.

"You sit there and wait for me...Lover" My sister grinned. She had seen
me stare at the catsuit and was trying not to laugh as she took the
clothes and strode to the dressing room before pulling the curtain
shut.

"I want to see how that looks on you!" I called after her, trying to
make it sound more light hearted than pervy but I didn't get any
response except a frown from the shop assistant.

As I took a seat all I could think about was that full body catsuit. I
had it pictured in my mind and was starting to imagine my sister in it.
It was a silky black with a golden zip going from the neck to the
crotch. It would look amazing on her, clinging to her sexy body
emphasising the curves of her mouth watering figure.

I was desperate to see her in it to the extent that I was trying to
think of a reasonable explanation for pulling back the curtain but
nothing came to mind.

My sister still hadn't made an appearance after a couple of minutes
which was slightly unusual. It wasn't that she trusted my opinion but
she did like to see what I thought especially for her more eccentric
choices.

As I was about to call out to her the curtain was drawn back and
Estelle stepped wearing the catsuit. Immediately I choked, she looked
jaw-droppingly gorgeous and it took my breath away.

She didn't look nervous; in fact there was an air of confidence about
her and for good reason. She looked stunning. The leather tightly
hugged her body emphasising every curve, all she needed was a whip and
stilettos and she would be the woman from the wet dream I've had since
seeing the Catwoman film.

The assistant was busy chatting to a colleague so it was just me and my
sister looking at each other inside the dressing rooms. She walked
towards me, giving me a better view of how the leather gripped her
body. The zip could only be fastened to just under her tits causing
them to be pushed up and out giving her amazing cleavage that I could
only dream of touching.

"Are you satisfied?" Estelle asked me.

I didn't know how to respond, part of me was stunned stupid and the
other part of me was trying hard not to stand up and rip the leather
off her body. The more sensible side of my brain won out and I sat
gaping.

Estelle took another step closer and repeated the question, "Are you
satisfied? Sir"

"Yes..." I croaked and as soon as the words were out of my mouth she
had spun on her heel and walked back to the dressing room whipping the
curtain shut.

Needless to say I was bewildered. I had no idea what to think. I had no
idea why she would want to show me her gorgeous body encased in the
catsuit and thought obviously I was grateful the weird question she
kept asking was very odd. It didn't make sense to me. Did I have some
sort of control over my sister? Or was it all just a coincidence?

She might have brought me ice cream because I was pissed off and it was
common for her to ask for my opinion on her new clothes so I had no
real answers to my questions. The other clothes she had left to try on
were just work outfits and obviously she looked great in them but after
seeing her in a skin tight catsuit my mind kept on wandering back to
that incredible image.

We had stayed out to have lunch in one of London's parks before we
decided to call it a day and head home. Back in the flat we had a pizza
in the oven and beers in our hands as I was busy researching the
medallion and gem whilst Estelle was on her Facebook.

The research was proving to be frustrating with a lot of the
information vague and often contradictory. The one universal thing that
several of the historical websites could agree on was that the
medallion was a status piece. The wife was meant to wear the medallion
whilst the husband was to have the gem, therefore showing that they
were a couple.

It was only seven when we had finished our pizza and beer so we decided
to go to the local pub for the happy hour and as usual we stayed out
far longer and got a lot more drunk that we anticipated.

"That guy totally wanted to fuck you!" Estelle said bursting out
laughing.

"You were the one egging him on, he thought I was gay. It's not funny I
can still feel his hand stroking my back!"

My sister burst out laughing, nearly dropping her kebab in the process.

Together we landed on the couch and started to wolf down our food. At
one point my sister got up to use the toilet and instead of coming back
she headed to the bedroom to change. Feeling the alcohol emboldening me
I decided to see whether I did actually have some control over her.
Knowing she usually wore a top and trousers to bed I yelled out to her.
"You know what? I want you to leave your pyjamas in there. It's too
warm for them."

The seconds ticked by and my initial confidence was replaced with fear
of what Estelle would say when she came back. Then I heard the door
open and feet approach me.

"Are you satisfied, Sir?" She asked. My sister was standing in front of
me only wearing a white sports bra and cream knickers, her chest
swelled slightly with each breath but other than that she wasn't
moving.

I bit my lip to stop a moan escaping, now granted when I thought about
it the outfit wasn't the sexiest thing I'd seen her in. I had seen her
sunbathing in a flimsier bikini over the summer but at that precise
time I was close to erupting in my pants.

"I'm satisfied," I groaned and with that she sat down next to me and
finished eating her kebab.

We sat in silence. I didn't quite know what to do next. It seemed like
she was following my commands but I didn't put it past her to be an
over elaborate prank. I had to tread carefully, if I went and asked her
to do something sexual that could ruin our relationship and most likely
end with me being ostracised from the family.

A Medallion and a Sister

by itscalledhazing (UID 1298984)

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-medallion-and-a-sister

If you had control over your sister what would you do?

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"I don't understand why you wear that bra in bed, it looks really
uncomfortable!" I casually remarked as I looked over at my sister. I
was lucky that I slurred my words so it sounded like the typical
nonsense that drunken people chat about.

"I read in one of those magazines that if you want your boobs to remain
perky you need to keep them supported and besides you've seen my PJs,
they're practically see through." She shrugged then finished off her
water. Getting up she took the empty food cartoons and dumped them in
the bin.

Of course I was admiring her tight arse as she did. The knickers she
wore were loose fitting but it didn't stop me from noticing the gentle
jiggle of her firm arse cheeks. "See through?!" I tried to casually
ask, "I don't understand what you mean. I want you to show me

I watched Estelle leave the kitchen and go into the bedroom.
Unfortunately the sports bra completely covered her breasts stopping
any movement but when she came back minutes later that wasn't a problem
anymore. The pyjamas she wore were simple white cotton and threadbare.
Again she stood in front of me as if waiting for my inspection. "Are
you satisfied Sir?"

I hadn't even looked at her face yet as her magnificent tits were
mesmerising. They had barely dropped despite her lack of sports bra and
I could see every detail of them clearly. Her incredibly puffy nipples
pushed out the shirt further and I found myself salivating at the idea
of having them in my mouth.

Dropping my gaze I saw her bottoms weren't much better, I could see the
dark patch of hair covering her pussy and I couldn't help but drop my
hand to my pants and squeeze my cock.

"Are you satisfied, sir?" My sister asked and those four words were
enough for me to cum.

"Fuck yes," I cried as my pants quickly filled with spunk. My body
tensed then relaxed once my orgasm passed. I dropped into the couch
cushions breathing heavily enjoying the warm post cum after glow taking
hold of my body and quickly I fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up with a headache and cotton mouth. With a
strangled groan I lumbered to my feet and went in search of water.

With my thirst quenched I filled up two glasses of water and went into
the bedroom. My sister was quietly snoring underneath the sheets and as
I went to place her water by her side of the bed I saw she was still
wearing her thin top without her bra. I wanted to get a closer look and
pull back the covers but the fear of being caught was too much.

I thought back to last night, the firmness of her tits and the
puffiness of her nipples fresh in my mind but still I was questioning
whether or not my power was real. I had been scarred by her previous
pranks. On numerous occasions she had put deepheat in my gym shorts and
laughed as I screamed at the burning sensation, another time she had
put several porn pictures inside the coursework I was handing in,
another time she cut a hole in my school trousers, another time... well
you get the picture. So I couldn't quite bring myself to believe that
this wasn't another of her elaborate pranks.

Even with these thoughts running around my mind I could feel sleep
taking over so I rolled underneath the covers and quickly found myself
in a deep sleep. All too soon I was awake again to the sound of Estelle
loudly groaning and coughing as she woke up. She reached over to drink
her water before standing and stretching. Subtly I turned to look at
her keeping my eyes half shut so that I did not to look too obvious.

The sun was already rising and light was filling the room, once again
making her pyjamas see through allowing me an unfettered look at her
peachy bum. I had to muffle a lustful groan as she bent down to pick up
her empty glass thrusting her arse out towards me.

As soon as she had left the room I dropped my hand to my stiff cock and
gave it a tug, sighing as I did. It wouldn't have taken much for me to
cum but Estelle soon came back and quickly got under the covers before
groaning loudly.

"Fucking hell, I can't believe I ate that entire shitty kebab!" She
grimaced. "You know I fucking hate them! You should have stopped me."
She hit me twice on my shoulder forcing me to grunt and roll away.

"Ain't my fault." I croaked, reaching for my water and taking a gulp.

"It doesn't feel right in my stomach." She whined.

"Stop complaining." I said before deciding to try issuing a command. "I
want you to get me some breakfast!"

This I decided would be a biggest demand yet even more than telling her
to parade in front of me in her flimsy pyjamas without her bra. Neither
of us were morning people especially after a night out so if she
actually did what I asked then I was definitely a believer.

Estelle placed her glass back down, threw the covers off and left the
room. I waited and listened as the fridge and cupboards were opened
then closed. In a matter of minutes my sister came back in the room and
handed me a bowl of cereal.

"Are you satisfied Sir?" She asked.

Now was my time to see how far I could go.

"No, I wanted toast with honey." I watched her face crease into worry
then she left the room.

As I began to eat my cereal I heard the toaster being used and soon
after she was back in the bedroom handing me a plate with two slices of
toast smeared with honey.

"Are you satisfied Sir?" She asked again.

"No, of course not. Where is my glass of milk? I want milk!"

Again she left the room in a hurry and quickly came back placing the
milk on my table.

"Are you satisfied Sir?"

Yes I was, there was no way Estelle would have done all of that and not
tampered with something as a prank. There would have been chilli on the
toast or vodka in the milk something to make me look a fool but
everything was the way it should have been. Smiling at her I grew bold
and answered.

"No, I want you to take your top off."

She looked at me and briefly all the doubts I had came rushing back.
Then her hands grabbed the bottom of her top and lifted upwards until
it was over her head and quickly dropped to the floor.

"Are you satisfied Sir?"

How could I not be, I asked myself. Her breasts were a thing of beauty,
full but still high on her chest. Her puffy light brown nipples pointed
up giving her breasts the gravity defying look. The tanned skin of her
body contrasted with the pale white where she had suntanned in her
bikini and I needed more.

"No, I want you to come here and let me feel them." My voice broke as I
issued the command. Estelle moved towards me and wordlessly she got
onto the bed and straddled my groin. Stroking her hair from her chest
giving me full access she leant backwards thrusting her tits out
towards me.

My dick was already painfully hard from the unreal situation I found
myself in and having the weight of my sister resting on my groin only
made me more excited, I was centimetres from her pussy and that
knowledge almost made me cum. Focusing myself I swallowed loudly then I
lifted both hands and cupped her breasts immediately groaning with
lust.

They were so heavy but incredibly soft, I squeezed gently then pushed
them up and together creating a deep cleavage. "Oh fuck," I moaned,
"they're perfect."

"Thank you Sir," Estelle replied, her eyes were looking at mine willing
me on, wanting me to be satisfied. Snaking my hand to her back I pushed
her down towards me, eagerly watching as her boobs fell forward inching
towards my eager mouth.

I moved my head until her left nipple dropped between my teeth and
hungrily I took it inside my mouth and sucked. I could feel her nipple
was already stiff as I gently chewed on it hearing my sister groaned in
appreciation.

"Are you satisfied Sir?" She asked again and instead of answering, the
four magical words encouraged me to move my mouth to her other nipple
and again she moaned. My arms moved around her lower back keeping her
in place, my face squashed against her pillowy tits and holding her
there I began moving my hips up bouncing my sister on top of me.

"I want you to touch my cock" I begged her and I'm sure she smiled
before she rolled off my body and pulled back the covers.

My prick was rock hard and dripping with cum, there was no way I was
going to last. One touch from my hand and I would have cum but seeing
my younger sisters hand edge closer then move underneath my boxer
shorts I felt her warm fingers come into contact with my shaft and I
came.

"Ahhh shit! Oh my God Estelle! Yes!" I cried, the words tumbling out
until they turned into a grunting mess as my cum splattered across my
body. I writhed in delight, thrusting my hips against the soft grip of
her hand until finally it was over. With deep breaths I came to a halt
and slowly my eyes regained focus.

"Are you satisfied Sir?" She asked again, topless, her nipples wet with
my salvia and her hand soaked with my cum.

"Yes I'm very satisfied!"

With a smile she jumped to her feet and pulled on her top before
heading to the bathroom to clean her hand. Coming back into the bedroom
I must have looked a mess but she ignored my state and instead joined
me under the covers taking the toast away from me and hungrily devoured
it. I'm sure she tried to have a conversation but after a mind blowing
orgasm I had no energy and fell asleep.

An hour later and I was up again. Seeing the cereal was still there I
ate it before taking the bowl into the kitchen. I was topless and my
soiled boxers were sticking to me but I didn't care. I had power over
the most beautiful women I knew and just knowing that thought was
enough to make my prick harden.

The flat was empty so with the breakfast things in the sink I rolled
down my boxers and went to have a shower. By the time I came out it was
midday and seeing that the football was on I headed to the pub to watch
it. After watching quite a bit of sport in the pub I was starting to
know some of the locals and it was close to eight when I finally made
my way home a little bit worse for wear. I had got a text from Estelle
earlier saying she was going swimming and asking if I could I pick
something up for dinner.

Entering the flat I saw my sister on the couch wearing a loose shirt
and tracksuit bottoms. She had obviously just had a shower as her hair
was damp and her face looked fresh. She acknowledged me with a smile.
"What did you get us for tonight then?"

I had spent the time in the pub drinking and wondering how much she
could remember from being under my command. There didn't seem to be
anything different about her and she wasn't acting any differently
towards me but then I saw the unmistakable swell of her nipples
pressing against her light blue shirt and it was obvious she wasn't
wearing a bra.

"Thought I would make us a curry tonight." I answered.

"Really?! You're going to cook? What did I do to deserve that?" She
asked in mock outrage.

I laughed then went to the kitchen and started to prepare the food.

There really wasn't much to it, I had been lazy and brought pre chopped
onions, mushrooms and chicken so all it needs was the curry sauce. With
the curry almost done my sister came and asked if she could help. I
turned to look at her and I really tried to look at her beautiful sweet
face but I couldn't help it and ended up staring at her tits.

"Um...Yes actually. I want you to always be topless when it's just you
and me." I said slowly hoping that the command worked. I wasn't sure
what the rules were in our scenario and so I was trying new things to
see what worked.

Estelle shrugged and quickly pulled off her top and threw it in the
washing machine. I wasn't given much time to appreciate her wondrous
orbs as she turned from me and pulled out two plates, cutlery and
glasses.

Whilst we ate we sat watching a TV show. Well, she watched the TV and I
stared at her bust, groaning as she made any movement that cause her
tits to wobble. I wanted them in my hands again but before I could
issue a command the perfect opportunity came.

As my sister went to put her empty plate down on the floor she still
had her drink in the other hand. Misjudging how much beer was in her
glass she proceeded to pour half her drink down her chest.

"Aw fucking hell," she cried then using a hand she started wiping her
boobs. I watched in awe, my sister was as good as playing with her tits
right in front of me. Then I decided to risk it, quickly I pulled off
my top and went to help. There had been no command so I was nervous
about her reaction but as my shirt covered hand pressed against her
there was no protest.

Gently I cupped her left orb and squeezed, groaning as I felt my
fingers sink into her. Estelle ignored me and continued to wipe herself
down using my shirt. Getting emboldened I casually dropped my shirt
from my hand so there was now nothing between my skin and hers. Gods,
did her tits feel good. I squeezed harder and still my sister was paid
no attention to me so I took another gamble. Leaning over I stuck out
my tongue and dragged it across her boob.

"Whoa, what the fuck are you doing?" She squealed but she didn't make
any movement to push me away.

"I want to help you." I responded then continued to lick unaware I
might have issued a command. Taking her nipple in my mouth I sucked it
gently until it hardened. Estelle groaned and her hand came up to my
head pushing me harder against her.

I continued to suck on her left orb as my other hand rose to play with
the other. Soon I felt her squirming beneath me as her free hand
dropped beneath her trousers to her pussy. I could smell her arousal
and it was magnified when she pushed her bottoms and underwear down
allowing her to play with her cunt.

"You want to help me?" She asked.

"Fuck yes I want to make you cum!" I excitedly replied. I dropped to my
knees between her legs so I was now staring at my sister's moist pussy.
Estelle spread her legs completely exposing herself to me. The fat
pussy lips were shiny with juice and the trimmed hair above was damp.
The smell was intoxicating and overpowering and I was in love.

"Tease me first, just lick around my pussy. Make me beg for it." She
whispered. I looked up and I could see the lust in my sister's eyes. My
command had been taken literally and she was going to instruct me in
the art of making my younger sister cum.

I kissed the inside of her left thigh just above her knee, slowly
moving up towards her centre before moving to her right and doing the
same. With each kiss I held it longer pressing my lips against her soft
skin whilst sucking causing her skin to redden.

"Fuck this feels good... okay use your fingers now." Estelle gasped.

As requested I stroked my finger up her right leg skirting around her
pussy to her soft blonde hair. Then I dropped my finger close to her
sodden centre but pulled away from her hooded clit to trace the lips of
her cunt.

I deliberately avoided her clit, it was just about visible but I was
busy having fun teasing my sister hearing her breath harder with each
movement of my fingers. My touch started light but as pussy became
hotter and wetter I pushed harder and closer to her centre.

"Yes, yes, yes. Oh fuck yes." My thumb was now playing with her opening
and on the last yes I pushed it inside her. She was so wet that it
slipped in all the way, the heat was incredible and tight walls
pulsated around my thumb.

"Make me cum please," Estelle begged. Her eyes were tightly shut and
she was chewing her bottom lip to stop from crying out. Then her whole
body started to shake, my eyes were drawn to her perfect breasts
wobbling delightfully as my sister moaned.

With a smile I stuck out my tongue and forcibly dragged it from her
arsehole around my buried thumb to her clit. Before I could even start
to tease the nub my sisters hands quickly grabbed my head and her
muscular legs whipped around me pulling me in.

Finding hard clit with my mouth I trapped it between my top teeth and
wet tongue and slowly bit down. I don't know whether it was the rougher
treatment of her sensitive clit or me pushing a second finger inside
her cunt but she came hard.

"Oh, oh, oh...oh" she squeaked, her hips grinding against my face
trying to force her clit harder against my tongue. Her legs got tighter
around my head as fluid gushed from her cunt almost suffocating me.

I hungrily licked the tangy taste, it was exquisite and knowing it was
my younger sister that I had made cum was fucking incredible. I felt
her breathing slow to deep breaths as I continued to lick, with each
small flick of her sensitive clit her whole body jumped and she gasped
then groaned as I continued to bathe her satisfied cunt.

It took a while before my sister fully regained her breath and managed
to speak. "Oh fuck that was good... Are you satisfied Sir?" She looked
at me, her eyes were struggling to stay awake but she wanted my answer.

Licking my lips, I kissed her belly button then each nipple before
kissing her on the mouth. Estelle didn't resist, instead her tongue
came out to lick her pussy juice from my.

"Yes I'm satisfied."

"Good," She replied then she slumped into the couch and fell asleep.

My cock was rock hard but I didn't want to touch it. It would have been
a waste when I now had my sister's body to use. Taking a deep gulp from
my drink I admired Estelle's body, there was a sheen on her skin from
the sweaty orgasm and it was quite possibly the hottest thing I had
ever seen.

Gently I picked her up and carefully carried her into the bedroom. Once
she was tucked up in bed I followed suit after a cold shower. I was
knackered from what had easily been the best day of my life and
tomorrow was already looking promising!

Waking up to the sound of my alarm clock I groaned and heard Estelle
doing the same. It was her turn to bring in the tea to wake us up
properly. So with another grumble she rolled out of bed. I sneaked a
peek and saw her look down at her naked body before looking to see if I
was staring. I could imagine the puzzled look on her face but she
didn't question me instead she picked up her pyjama bottoms and pulled
them on before leaving the room.

I let out a quiet chuckled as I remembered my command for her to be
topless at all times when we were together and it looked like it was
working. My cock, as per every morning, was rock hard and after the
activities of last night and seeing her beautiful naked body seconds
before, I was incredibly desperate for relief.

I could hear the sound of tea being made as I tried to control the urge
to touch my prick. I was actually having some success in calming my
hormones when I heard Estelle making her way back to the bedroom.

"Here you go, have an Irish tea to wake you up!" Her cheery voice and
the promise of morning whisky was enough to make me smile but seeing
her plump breasts shake as she walked then fall tantalising close to my
mouth as she bent to place the cup on the table made my smile even
wider.

Taking a sip of the tea I watched as she moved to her side of the bed
and got under the covers. I waited for her to finish her tea, usually
she would go into a light sleep whilst I got ready but this morning
would be different.

"I want you to suck my cock and swallow all of my cum." I said loudly
not quite believing that it was my own little sister I was saying this
to.

I thought I saw a smile flicker across her face as I gave the command
but it quickly left my mind as Estelle slid underneath the covers. I
watched her head move towards me then, even though I was expecting it,
I gasped as her soft hands came into contact with my stomach. They
didn't stay there long as she hastily moved down until she found my
pulsating prick.

Once again her touch nearly made me cum and any longer in her warm firm
hand I would have cum but she had a command. Her warm hand dropped away
to be replaced with her hot wet mouth.

"Fucking hell! Yes Estelle!" I howled. I was going to come already and
she only had the tip in her mouth. My hand dropped to the bulge in the
covers where her head was and forced her downwards.

A Medallion and a Sister

by itscalledhazing (UID 1298984)

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-medallion-and-a-sister

If you had control over your sister what would you do?

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As more of my length invaded her mouth I couldn't hold it any more and
I came hard. Her tongue was lashing the underside of my cock as I
erupted. My hand kept her head down, though there was no need, as I
could feel my sister swallow my first thick load of cum. I was growling
as my orgasm continued to take over my body, I thrust my hips up
desperate for my whole length to be bathed in her warm mouth.

Load after load flooded my sister's mouth and she kept on swallowing
hungrily. I could hear and feel her murmuring happily around my prick.
The feeling was so intense and I wanted it to last a lot longer but all
too soon it was over. With my last shot of cum I feel back and removed
my hand. I was trying to regain my breath when Estelle emerged red
faced, breathless and her hair in disarray from beneath the covers.

"Are you satisfied Sir?" She asked. Some of my cum was on the bottom of
her lip which I gladly pointed out and with a flick of her tongue she
had it in her mouth.

"Yes I'm satisfied." I answered with a feeling of satisfaction. Next
time, I promised myself, I would last longer.

Noticing the time we hurried to get breakfast eaten, lunch sorted and
clothes on before we left the flat. As soon as we got to the museum we
split up, I went to my office whilst Estelle went to the basement. I
still had a couple of boxes of stuff that needed to be typed up so for
the next couple of hours I was busy working when I heard a trolley in
the hallway and I knew it would be my sister.

"You finished with all these boxes then?" Estelle asked as she entered
my office.

"Just got these two left..." I stopped talking as I notice my sister
unbuttoning her blouse and shrugging it off her shoulders. I suddenly
realised the command I had given the night before. I hadn't been
specific with my command and seeing as the two of us were alone she was
taking off her top.

"How many you got for me this time?" I stuttered trying to continue
with normality as her amazing bust encased in her sports bra came into
view.

"I only brought up four this time, there's not many left in the store
room and I've already done the cleaning." She breathed as she dropped
her bra to the floor. "I'm a bit worried I'm not going to be needed
here soon."

"You've been searching for other jobs though right?" I asked licking my
lips at the sight of her erect nipples.

"Yeah course but no one replies to my applications and this job pays
better than anything I'm qualified for... I don't want to move home"
she said finishing with another sigh.

"Hey don't worry, it's not like you haven't got a job and besides as
long as I'm in London you can live with me." Obviously there was good
reason for me saying that and as I thought about this morning my dick
responded.

"I'll have a word with the boss and see what he's got in store for the
both of us." She smiled at that. "But right now I want you to do
everything I tell you until I cum."

Estelle got to her feet and faced me. All she was wearing now was her
black skirt and as much as I wanted that off I thought that might be
pushing it a bit too far. I sat back in my chair and pushed it away
from the desk giving myself some room.

"Come around here and sit on the desk." I said and my sister was quick
to move. She sat on my desk facing me, her heavy tits raised with each
breath as she waited for my next command.

Unable to resist the temptation in front of me, I took her right breast
in my hand and squeezed. The soft plump flesh gave way and my sister
groaned in response. Quickly I moved my thumb to her nipple playing
with it until it hardened.

My sister smiled at me whilst she moved her hands to my trousers. The
movement was unprompted but she knew she had to make me cum. With a
deft touch she had them loose and her fingers delved through my boxers
to grip my shaft.

"Oh that's good! Get on your knees underneath the desk and give me the
best blowjob you can... don't forget my balls!" I chuckled as Estelle
moved under the desk, her hand still on my cock pulling me towards her.

"Oh, that's perfect." I said when I felt the warmth of her mouth around
my cock. She sucked the head for a while, her tongue flicking the slit
before pushing down taking my entire length in her mouth. I could feel
her hot breath on my groin and her saliva dripping to my balls as she
continued to give me my second blowjob of the day.

It was when she had my balls between her teeth lightly biting down and
her hand stroking my shaft that the door to my office opened and the
boss came in.

"Ah here you are. Working hard I see!" Harry Price beamed at me.

I could only stutter and squeak in response. My hand tried to push my
sister off my cock but she was still under command to finish me off so
as my boss too a seat opposite me I felt my cock once again engulfed by
her mouth.

"Now I wanted to talk to you about the future. I see you're close to
finishing what I asked." He waited for a response but all I could do
was nod.

The desk had a cover so he couldn't see my sister's feet and I pushed
my chair into my desk hiding any trace of her but my red face and the
tight grip my hands had of the desk must have given something away.

"Well as I said you look close to finishing this project so I want to
see whether you wanted to stay here for longer?" He smiled at me,
apparently oblivious to the bliss my sisters mouth was giving me.

"Oh yes absolutely," I breathed, nodding vigorously. Estelle was
holding the tip of my cock in her mouth whilst her tongue rubbed the
underside. The chair and my trousers were now soaked but I still wasn't
close to cumming especially with my manager right in front of me.

"That's just what I wanted to hear. I've been reading what you've
written and I must say it's very good. I've shown some of my fellow
peers and a number have expressed interest in you doing the same for
them." He paused again to see if I said anything but with my sister now
dragging her teeth along my shaft I just shivered instead.

"Anyway when you've finished with this I want you to write a tour for
my museum. I want an audio walkthrough for the exhibits, we get lots of
foreign people come and I need them to spend money here! So a guided
audio tour is the best way for us to make a profit."

"Oh... absolutely. No problem." I was sweating now. I kept my words
short because I knew that I my voice sounded strangled.

"But I'm afraid Estelle might not have a job. I know she does exactly
what you ask but I just can't see what else she does." Harry said
apologetically.

At that exact time Estelle was on her knees, my balls in her hand and
my cock buried in her mouth as her tongue flicked the bottom of my
shaft. I was so close but his words had pulled me back.

"She works incredibly hard and I need her. Her mouth is fantastic..." I
stuttered as my boss gave a strange look. "I mean if I've got writers
block she helps me express myself. You talk about a tour guide, she
could be one and so will I, I'll... I'll even do the tours dressed up."

"Deal!" Harry beamed with delight then a devious grin played across his
face. "Though I'll be deciding what you wear. I'll have your new
contacts written up but I want theses boxes done by the end of the
month then you can get started on the tour. Your sister owes you big
time I hope she makes it up to you!" With that he stood and strode from
the room.

I let out a loud groan as the door shut. Pushing back my chair my
sister followed and for the first time I saw her pretty face eagerly
sucking on my cock. She looked up at me, my prick hidden in her mouth,
her mascara running and her lipstick smeared all over but as hot as
that was it was lustful look she gave me that made me explode.

"Christ I'm cumming!" I stood, my hands dug into her thick blonde hair
as I felt my cock push into her throat finally making my sister deep
throat. Looking down at my entire length buried in her mouth I came
hard. Estelle had her hands on my bum gripping me tightly as she gagged
and swallowed around my erupting cock.

"Oh fuck, take it. Take it all. Yes, yes!" I thrust again and again;
face fucking her as I sprayed huge ropes of cum with each thrust. My
legs were starting to wobble but still more spunk came, feeling too
weak to stand I dropped to my seat and Estelle stopped sucking instead
she gave my sensitive cock long soothing until she had swallowed all my
cum.

"Are you satisfied Sir?" She asked licking her lips, sitting back on
her legs and looking up at me.

"Oh definitely! But you'll have to clean yourself up before you leave
the office." I replied and handed her some tissue from my desk drawer.
She took them and opened her phone to the camera setting as she went
about cleaning up her face.

As she was sorting her make up I could only pant in my damp chair. My
eyes were shut and I had a stupid smile on my face as I luxuriated in
the post cum feeling.

"So you'll have a talk with the boss about me then too?" Estelle asked
pulling me from my stupor.

"What?!" I replied bewildered. I looked at my sister confused, she was
sitting on the other side of the desk still topless but her trousers
back on almost a mirror image of where she had been twenty minutes ago.

"You said you'll talk to the boss about us, don't you remember? Just
don't forget about me. Otherwise I'll be hanging around the flat all
day and you really don't want that!"

"I..." I stopped myself and thought about what I was going to say. If I
reminded her about what happened would she remember it all? I had no
idea so I played it safe. "Of course I won't forget you! I'll give him
a call now."

Picking up the phone I pretended to dial his number and proceeded to
have a one way conversation.

"...Um well I'm not sure about that but if it's the only way we can
both keep our jobs then I suppose I'll have to do it! Thanks Mr.
Price." I put down the phone and smiled at my sister.

"So what did he say? Have I got a job still?"

"Yep, we both have jobs. I'm going to be creating an audio tour guide
and then me and you are going to be tour guides though we will have to
dress up!" I laughed at the incredulous look my sister gave me.

"Dress up? As fucking Aztecs?! Why the fuck does he want us to do
that?" Estelle asked, shaking her head in disbelieve. I was about to
reply when she picked up a picture showing an artistic interpretation
of a Mayan man. "Oh this is why! Harry fancies you and having you walk
around topless will turn him on!"

The irony of her saying having me topless would turn someone else on,
when she herself was topless and turning me on, was not lost on me. I
let her laugh at her little joke mainly because I was enjoying the show
as her firm bust wobbled in front of me but I was also thinking of how
to find out just what was going on when I had her under control and
then I had an idea.

"Wait! Is that the time? Time is flying by today!" I asked looking at
my watch.

Estelle glanced at the time before replying. "I swear it was earlier
than that, you know I've been like zoning out. I try to think about
what I was doing whilst zoned out but all I remember is feeling
satisfied... Weird, right?"

I didn't reply but it made me feel a lot better knowing that my sister
felt good about what I was doing. I was tempted to have her back on her
knees pleasuring me but it was lunch time and with a deadline for
having the paperwork typed up looming I really did need to get on with
some work.

The rest of the day went uneventfully, it was a Monday night and that
meant I had football practice so after leaving work I didn't see my
sister until I got back late in the evening, muddy and wet. I had spent
the entire training session thinking of how far I should take it with
Estelle. I knew I wanted to fuck her but I didn't know what the limit
was of the medallion. It was a complete unknown and I really didn't
want to command her to fuck me and her say no. Just thinking of her
meant that I had to reshuffle my pants more than once.

Opening the front door to our flat I saw my sister sitting on the couch
watching TV. As soon as she spotted me she pulled her bra and pyjama
top off in the same motion.

"Are you satisfied sir?"

"Fuck yes!" I said marvelling at the size and firmness of them. I don't
think I could ever get tired of that view. Realising I was dripping
sweat on the floor I dumped my stuff in the cupboard then peeled off my
clothes as I waited for the shower to heat up.

"Can you heat up some food for me please Estelle." I shouted as I
stepped under the hot water. I heard her agree then move into the
kitchen. Standing under the shower my mind drifted back to my earlier
thoughts of my sister. I could hear the microwave whirring and Estelle
singing to herself. Biting my lip I made up my mind.

"Estelle!"

"What?"

"I want you to take off your clothes and come help me in the shower."

A couple of seconds passed then the bathroom door opened and there
stood my stunning sister absolutely naked. Despite cumming twice that
day my cock was rock hard as my eyes travelled up and down her body.

Due to the lack of space in the flat our bathroom was a wet room with
the shower in the corner so it was easily large enough for two people.
I watched open mouthed as my sister walked towards me her tits swaying
lightly with each step. Without saying a word she picked up the shower
gel, spurted a large glob onto her hand then slowly began to rub it
into my chest.

"That feels great!" I groaned as both her soft hands scrubbed my body.
As she busied herself with my chest and arms, I took her breasts in my
hands and started to enjoy myself, squeezing and massaging the large
orbs.

It didn't take long for her nipples to be as hard as my cock but she
pushed me off, turned me around and started to wash my back. I couldn't
help but laugh, my commands were taken incredibly literally. Eventually
her hands moved down to my bum then I felt her work over my legs.

There wasn't much left of me that had yet to be cleaned and once again
I was forced to turn around. She made short work of the front of my
legs and before I knew it her hands were on my shaft. There was no
playing though, she quickly scrubbed it before moving onto my balls
then she stood and faced me ignoring my hands which had inevitability
moved to her chest.

"Are you satisfied Sir?"

"No, I want to clean you." I said firmly and immediately she dragged
her bust from me. Taking the shower she squeezed a load of soap into my
hands.

I wasn't nearly as soft as she had been and I took far longer on her
chest. Her spongy globes were squeezed, pulled and rubbed with special
focus on her nipples until I could start to hear her breathing become
shorter.

"Tell me what you want me to do now." I asked my hands cupping her
tits.

"You need to do my neck and back." She replied turning around and
flipping her long blonde hair to her front. Quickly I scrubbed her neck
and back then hunched down on my knees to bring myself eye level with
her magnificent arse.

I could resist it and I leant forward to kiss her muscular bottom.
Estelle gasped above me and pushed her arse towards me. Pulling her
cheeks apart I moved my hand between them and began soaping up the
treasure hidden inside.

Estelle now had both hands on the shower tiles keeping her balance as
the hot water rushed down on us. Continuing to kiss her cheeks my soapy
hands rubbed her arsehole then moved to her hot pussy. I could feel the
heat and with my middle finger pushing onto her clit my thumb pushed
inside her arsehole.

"You need to clean my clit properly. Scrub it hard." Estelle demanded
her eyes locked on my fingers playing with her pussy. Dropping a hand
to her breast she pinched her nipple and gasped as I did the same to
her clit.

I could feel her pussy getting incredibly wet and I knew it was time.
Kissing her arse again got to my feet and grabbed hold of her hips
pushing her forward. With her arse thrust up towards me I licked my
lips at the unbelievable sight in front of me. Squirting more soap on
my hand I smeared it around my cock making it slippery.

Estelle was looking at me and I could see the desire on her face but
she didn't say anything. With my hand holding my shaft I moved it
underneath her pussy before releasing it to spring up and slap her
lips.

"Fuck! Do that again!" She demanded and I was only to happy to oblige.
This time I must have hit her clit because she jumped forward and
loudly moaned.

Drawing back I took hold of my prick and aimed it a bit higher. My
initial thrust missed and my cock thrust between her plump pussy lips
rubbing against her clit. We both groaned in unison, the heat and soft
lips felt incredible and again I was close to cumming.

Biting down on my lip hard to try stop the pleasure overwhelming me I
managed to regain some control. Trailing my cock up towards her cunt I
could feel the heat. With a grunt I thrust forwards, the soap had done
its job and the head of my thick cock penetrated her tight hole.

"Holy crap, this is amazing." My voice cracked as her tight wet pussy
flexed around my cock head. With my hand now on her hips I drove
forward burying my prick inside my sister causing a loud moan to escape
her lips.

"Tell me what you feel, I want you to cum." I commanded, there was
nothing more sexy than having a woman tell you how good you felt inside
her and I wanted my sister to cum whilst I was fucking her.

"Fuck, oh my god you feel massive inside me!" She squealed as I started
to pick up the pace. The sound of our bodies slapping against each
other filled the small bathroom. I saw her reach for the shower head
and turn the nozzle until it was on a single jet then she dropped it to
her clit.

I was entirely inside her, the heat and soft tightness of her pussy
felt incredible around my prick. Pulling my shaft from her I saw her
cunt clutching me not wanting to give up my cock and I groaned at the
sight. Driving back I forced my prick back into the warmth.

"Oh fucking hell, I'm cumming." I cried, the tendons were straining in
my neck as I began to fuck her perfect pussy.

Estelle grunted and groaned as my thick cock thrust in and out, the
shower head was washing over her clit bringing her closer to her own
orgasm. I was picking up pace my strained moans joining hers and then
with a final thrust I buried my cock inside her and came.

"Yes. Yes. Yes!" I roared. My fingers dug into her hips, as I pushed
her up against the tiles causing her tits to flatten out. Biting her
neck I jerked against her arse moaning in her ear as spunk flooded her
insides.

I could feel her drop the shower head and her fingers were eagerly
rubbing her clit until she tensed.

"I'm cumming! Oh yes I'm cumming!" Estelle gasped as my prick embedded
inside continued to spew cum until finally I had nothing left to give.

Grinding her arse against me she dropped her hand and breathed heavily
as with a pop it fell out limply. Staggering back I sat on the toilet,
my cock twitching as it softened. Estelle slowly turned around and
looked at me.

"Are you satisfied Sir?"

"Jesus," I said, slowly I got to my feet and pulled her into an
embrace. I held her, one arm wrapped around her back and the other
resting on her bum. Her hands were wrapped around my lower back as she
breathed heavily against me.

"I'm satisfied!"

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