The Perils of Photography

by itscalledhazing

story tags: blackmail, blackmailed, brother_and_sister, first_time,
older_sister, virgin, younger_brother, incest, sibcest,
incest_nonconsent

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Amelia finds herself getting blackmailed.

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/Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of incest or incest
content./

/You have one new message/

Amelia lifted her head from her book and looked over to her laptop. She
should have ignored it but like any twenty-one year old she couldn't
resist seeing who had emailed her.

Marking the page, she dropped the book and opened up her email account
to see that her new message had no subject and it was from someone she
had never heard of. A person calling themselves "retribution2016".

Usually, she would have deleted it, but after an hour of revising
William Shakespeare's poems, she needed something to distract her.
Opening it up she began to read the message.

'I have something that might interest you.'

Confused, Amelia looked for something else to the message but that was
it. Reading the sentence again, she decided it was spam and deleted it
before minimizing her emails.

Her desktop screen was a picture of her and friends in a nightclub.
Smiling to herself she wished she was back at uni. She had come home
for the winter break, and already she was missing her other life. Going
to university had given her the chance to reinvent herself.

During high school, she had been a nobody. Though she tried to hang out
with the cool crowd, none of them cared about her and she left school
with no friends.

Yet at university, she was known as the party girl. People actually
asked her to go out with them and if Amelia said no, they begged her to
change her mind. Finally, she was the girl everyone wanted to be with,
and she loved it!

For Amelia, the only drawback to university life was the long holiday
breaks. It meant she had to come home to her mum's house and back to
her old, boring life.

It was a week before Christmas and with her mum, Donna, and aunt,
Tessa, at a weight loss retreat, and with her dad disappearing twenty
years ago, she was left alone with her younger brother, Owen.

Unlike her, Owen had left school at sixteen and now at the age of
nineteen, he worked for the trains though Amelia had no idea what he
actually did.

They weren't the closest siblings and Amelia made no effort to change
that. He was everything she didn't want to be, shy, cautious, and
unashamed of his love for all things nerdy.

Pushing the happy memories of her friends from her mind, she returned
to her studies when she was again interrupted by the chime from her
laptop.

/You have one new message/

Forcing herself to ignore it, Amelia carried on reading her book.

/You have two new messages/

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/You have three new messages/

Letting out an exasperated groan, Amelia turned to her laptop screen
once more and opened up her email account. All three of the messages
were from the same sender as before.

Each message had the same subject too, 'You'll want to read this!'

Despite the clickbait subject, her mouse hovered over the delete button
before curiosity got the better of her. Opening the oldest email, she
saw that once again, there was just one sentence

'It's not very nice to delete an email from an old friend'

Reading the sentence over and over again, she tried to tell herself it
was just a sophisticated junk email trick, and yet she couldn't shake
off the feeling that she was being watched.

Remembering there were other messages, she deleted the one she was
reading and opened up the second one.

'Especially when that friend comes bearing gifts!'

Now, with her heart pounding, she hastily clicked delete, automatically
bringing up the final email to reveal nothing.

No writing, no message, just a blank page.

Realising she was holding her breath, she let out a nervous chuckle and
her whole body relaxed. Deleting the email, she got to her feet and
headed for her door. She was about to pull it open when the dreaded
chime sounded again.

/You have one new message/

Amelia turned around, found the power button and held it down, forcing
her laptop to crash.

Happier, she walked downstairs, poured herself a drink and tried, in
vain, to get the creepy messages off her mind.

Thirty minutes later, and after several failed attempts to revise, she
was back in her bedroom and on her laptop. Clicking open the message,
she slowly read it.

'It's not nice to leave the room when you haven't opened my gift to
you!'

Amelia would have let out a shriek but her breath was caught in her
throat. How did this person know that she had left the room? With her
brother at work, she was all alone in the house.

Rushing to the window, she looked out, hoping that she would see a
friend with a grin on their face and phone in hand, laughing at their
prank, and then her laptop chimed again.

/You have one new message/

'Go into your trash, find my delightful email then open the attachment
and prepare to be surprised!'

The words shone from the screen as she clicked on her trash folder and
opened the old blank message. Sure enough, there was a photograph
attached.

Did she want to download it? Her mind raced at what it could be but she
came up with nothing and that was enough to tempt her inquisitive
nature. Swallowing nervously, she clicked on the attachment.

The picture showed a young, drunk woman plastered in ghoulish makeup,
wearing a short and very tight, nurse's uniform. Although the outfit
would have been rejected in every hospital worldwide, it was certainly
sexy enough for a student fancy dress night.

Slowly her auburn eyes took in the whole picture until it dawned on
her. The incredibly wasted girl in the picture was her, and with the
realisation, that night came flashing back.

It was from Halloween and she had been dared to drink 'Death's Cum', a
medley of every spirit behind the bar mixed with coke.

After somehow managing to finish two of them, she didn't remember how
she had got home that night, let along when this picture was taken.

With her, usually light brown hair dyed white and black, and her face
made up to look like a cracked doll's head, it explained why it took
her so long to recognise herself. She didn't even have that dress
anymore, having woken up in her bed and the outfit nowhere to be seen.

This mystery person had obviously stalked her online and found the
picture, quickly all her fears of being watched vanished.

This creep was just a loser cyberstalker, and though they were
disturbing, they couldn't hurt her. Confidently, she clicked reply on
the email and wrote a message.

'Well done dickhead, you can stalk someone online. Congratulations,
you're a fucking loser.'

Clicking send, she returned to her revision, satisfied that she had
dealt with this weirdo.

/You have one new message/

Dropping her head into her hands, she let out a frustrated snarl.
Opening the message all ready to laugh at his pathetic response, what
she saw made it die on her lips.

'Shakespeare once wrote /My grief lies onward, and my joy behind./
Well, that is exactly what you are going to experience. Here's another
gift!'

Her book fell from her hands and she began to tremble.

The quote was a line from sonnet 50, a sonnet she had written an essay
on the previous term, an essay she hadn't shown anyone except her
professor and somehow this mysterious person knew all about it.

Frozen in shock, Amelia's trembling hand reached for the mouse and
clicked on the attachment. When the picture filled the screen, the
blood drained from her face.

The attachment was a picture of her taking a topless selfie. The flash
of the camera hid her face but Amelia knew it was her. Her large firm
tits had a distinct tan line, and her toned tummy was still flushed
with sweat from an intense workout she had just done.

In a fit of horniness, she had wanted to Snapchat the teasing picture
to a guy she had been obsessing over. She was still a virgin and she
had been dreaming about him being her first. However, after taking the
picture, she lost her nerve. Not only did he have a girlfriend but just
weeks before her friend had been the victim of revenge porn and she
didn't want anything like that to happen to her.

Thanks to her overly cautious nature, she had also used her old digital
camera rather than her phone to take the picture, knowing that the
cloud wasn't secure, especially after 'the fappening' scandal.

Diving into her drawers, Amelia tried to find the old camera but came
up empty. The next two hours were spent frantically searching the house
from top to bottom. Nothing was safe, from the living room to the
kitchen, even her mother's and brother's rooms were turned upside down,
she found nothing.

In a desperate last attempt, she texted her housemate, who was still at
university having finished her last exam the previous day and asked her
to search their shared house.

Seven agonising minutes later, Amelia's phone rang. She picked it up
and heard her friend giggling on the other end.

"I'm sorry to say this to you Ames, but your cameras down the bottom of
the canal."

"What! This isn't funny!" Amelia's shrill voice hollered down the
phone. "Get it out of the water."

"Eww no! Don't you remember our last night together? We got so drunk
that you fell over and your camera smashed into bits, you had a hissy
fit and threw it in the canal."

The sound of the doorbell ringing made her stop, "look, Ames, I've got
to go, my dad's here. Have a good Christmas babe!"

The phone went dead leaving a stunned Amelia trying to hold back the
tears as she remembered the night. It had only been ten days ago and,
with her girlfriends, she had been to a Christmas party. Afraid that
she would break her new thousand-pound phone, she had taken her digital
camera instead.

It was on the walk home while attempting a handstand, that she dropped
it, shattering it into hundreds of pieces. Lots of tears followed and a
drunken Amelia threw the broken camera into the canal.

The next day her mum had come to pick her up and in the mix of dealing
with a hangover and getting everything she needed packed, her camera
was forgotten. Obviously, some pervert had found the camera's memory
card

Suddenly, Amelia realised what that meant. The card was filled with
pictures from her holidays, parties, friends and family but worse than
all that it meant he had a lot more explicit photos, even videos of
her.

/You have one new message/

'What an enlightening conversation you've just had! Thanks for sharing.
Linking your phone to your laptop was really a good idea...

I'm sure you have a ton of questions and I'm going to answer them.

1) No, I don't have your camera or the memory card.

2) Yes, you do have a virus on your laptop that allows me to see
everything.

3) No, you shouldn't have downloaded that music illegally.

4) Yes, you should have updated your anti-virus software.

5) Yes, I have seen and saved everything!

Because I'm so grateful that you shared your computer with me, here are
some more presents!'

Five more email attachments later and Amelia was looking at four
pictures of her fingering herself and a film of her orgasming on her
uni bed. They had all been taken three years before.

An eighteen-year-old Amelia had been invited to a house party. It was
after her sixth jägerbomb that she remembered she had to perform a
poem, the next day. Not wanting to throw up midway through, she left
early and stumbled home.

While she tried to get to sleep, she was interrupted by the sound of a
couple next door having sex. Unable to ignore it, her hand had moved
underneath her pyjama bottoms as she listened to the woman crying out
in ecstasy.

The mix of alcohol and horniness encouraged her to try something a bit
naughty. Picking up her camera, she aimed the lens at her hand hidden
between her legs and took several pictures.

Looking at the result, she decided that the camera screen was too small
and she hooked it up to her laptop. Seeing how tantalising the picture
looked on a big screen sent a small shock of excitement through her.

Feeling naughty, Amelia flicked her camera to video mode and began to
film herself. Watching her fingers slide in and out of her pussy on her
laptop screen was too much and a powerful orgasm took hold of her body.

Exhausted from her climax, she fell asleep and in the rush to get to
her lecture the next day, she had deleted the photos and film on her
camera but didn't realise that there were still copies on her laptop,
which this hacker had now found.

She wondered what he was going to do with them. Though he had that
video, she had made a couple more in the years since. She liked how
filthy she felt when she could watch herself masturbating on screen.

Eventually, she introduced vibrators into the scenes. Not owning one
herself, she had borrowed her housemates. This had then led to her
wearing her housemate's lingerie while playing with herself. Though she
came hard each time, she felt ashamed afterwards and deleted the camera
copies but not the ones on her laptop.

/You have one new message/

Taking a deep breath, she opened the email.

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'What an amazing body you have! I must say you are very photogenic and
the videos just get better and better! ;-)

You're going to make someone very happy one day. However, that's in the
future and I want to talk to you now. Email me back, and we can have a
little chat!'

'What do you want?' Amelia typed.

All she wanted was to turn off the laptop and run but she knew that
wasn't an option. As she waited for the chime to ring, a chat box
opened up on her screen instead.

'Now that I have your full and undivided attention, I thought we should
make this a bit more personal!'

'What do you want?' She repeated the question, wanting to find out what
this sick fuck wanted.

'What? No small talk?'

'Just tell me what you want'

'Well, all right then. I suppose it's down to business :(

All I want you to do is follow every single instruction I give you.

It's that simple.

But if you don't, then these videos go on the internet.

Oh, and I'll make sure your friends and family will get the link too!'

'I'll do anything you want. But I don't have any money.

Please don't put those videos on the internet

My life will be ruined.'

Amelia's brain had frozen in panic but her fingers quickly and
nervously moved across the keyboard pleading with her tormentor.

'Oh, I don't want your money.

All I want you to do is, seduce your brother.'

And with that, the contact signed off leaving Amelia to stare, stunned
at the last sentence. Her breathing became harder, her body shivered
and her eyes teared up but the last sentence was burned into her
vision.

She was only snapped out of her shock by her brother slamming shut the
front door. It felt like she had been sitting glued to her laptop
screen, for hours but, in reality, only five minutes had passed.

As silence once again descended on the house, Amelia began thinking
about the demand. She felt ill just thinking about seducing her
brother, she couldn't begin to imagine how she would feel going through
with it.

Not wanting to think about her brother, she instead focused on the
contacts email address, retribution2016. She was still at school in
2016 and clearly, she must have wronged this creep in that year
otherwise why would they have targeted her.

Walking around her room to try and jog her memory about that year, she
was coming up with nothing, and so, with no other option, she decided
to see if her brother could help. Though she didn't want to see him,
she had convinced herself that if she knew the person behind
retribution2016 then she could reason with them.

Finding Owen in the study on his computer, she tapped his shoulder.

"Owen, how come we never talk?"

He slowly swivelled around in the large leather chair and stared
blankly at her. Whereas she was tall, fit, and a naturally tanned
brunette, her brother was a totally different build. Not only was he
broader than her, but he was also a couple of inches shorter,
pale-skinned and blonde.

"Dunno." He finally said, with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Let's talk then, come on..."

Rather than reply, Owen continued to stare vacantly at her and, every
so often, his eyes flicked back to the computer screen. He clearly
didn't want to talk but he wasn't rude enough to tell her to go away.

"Alright, I'll ask you a question then. How's everything going with
your friends?"

"Um... yeah, they're all good." He grunted.

It was easier to draw blood from a stone than having a conversation
with her brother, Amelia thought.

"So anything new in your life?"

"Well, we have been having this discussion..." He started then stopped
as if he was saying something she shouldn't hear.

Silently she urged him to speak until he finally continued.

"Right, Steve's been saying that because Jeff's high elf is over thirty
thousand years old, he should have a bad memory, which would, in
theory, affect his spell making and that means, he should roll the die
again, to compensate for it."

He now had a wide smile on his face while Amelia looked on in
confusion. A theory about old elves wasn't something she would have an
opinion on. In fact, she couldn't quite believe that anyone could even
have a discussion about it. Deciding to be blunt, she ignored his
expectant gaze and asked another question.

"I heard from Mum that you had met someone."

Amelia vaguely remembered her mum mentioning that Owen had sneaked out
of the house a couple of times and came back smelling of perfume.
Though he hadn't said anything about meeting a girl, the two women had
gossiped and giggled about it before Donna left for Spain.

"Um... n...no, no I don't know what they are talking about." He
stammered while avoiding looking at her, which was a sure-fire way to
tell that he was lying.

"Come on Owen, you've never been good at lying. Has my little brother
found himself a girlfriend? What's her name?" Amelia teased.

"S... Sandra." He whispered.

"Who?"

"Sandra." His voice was a bit louder this time.

A chill went down Amelia's spine and she looked at her brother
horrified. The last piece of the jigsaw had fallen into place.

Sandra had been Amelia's childhood friend. They were inseparable
throughout primary school and then when they turned fifteen, Amelia
decided that Sandra was the reason she wasn't popular.

Desperate to be cool, Amelia ditched her old friend and started to
follow the most popular gang in school. Desperate to get in with the
cool kids, Amelia took every chance to taunt and make fun of Sandra,
enjoying the laughs she got from her new friends with each joke.

After revealing that Sandra still slept with her teddy bear, all the
students nicknamed her 'Teddy', yelling the name in an infantile voice
whenever she walked past. This carried on for a year and eventually,
Sandra transferred to another school. All of this happened in 2016.

Regaining her composure, she noticed her brother had gone back to his
computer and was paying no attention to her. Reaching over, she turned
off his screen and forced him to look at her.

"Tell me everything." She said, spitting out the three words.

"Well, we met in the shopping centre, she talked to me... and...well,
we just met up again and again and again and again... but that was it,
she's left to study in Canada."

"Did she ask about me?"

Owen nodded his head.

"And she came around to this house?"

Again Owen nodded. "She hadn't watched the Lord of the Rings! I mean, I
had to show her 'the fellowship'!"

"You didn't have to show her anything!" Amelia's voice was reaching
fever pitch, "when you forced me to watch it, I walked out of the
fucking cinema after ten minutes!"

Owen nervously chuckled. "Funny you should say that, so did she."

"You let her walk around the house alone!!"

"I don't know what she did when I finished watching the film, she had
left. She sent me a text saying that she was feeling ill and I haven't
seen her since." He trailed off towards the end when he noticed his
sister's furious expression.

The Perils of Photography

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Amelia finds herself getting blackmailed.

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He watched as she took deep breaths to calm down before speaking.

"Look, Owen, Sandra is a snake. You can't trust her and if she tries to
get in contact with you, ignore her. She doesn't care about you, all
she wants is to get back at me okay?"

With her brother thoroughly confused, Amelia turned and left the room.
Taking the stairs two at a time, she opened her laptop, ready to do
some research on her old friend only to see Sandra had sent another
email.

'So now you know who I am! Congratu-fucking-lations! But I wouldn't
call shouting at your brother seducing him, he's not into that, believe
me, I should know! Even though you didn't do what I wanted, I'm going
to give you another present, enjoy!'

It was another video attachment. Opening it, Amelia watched a film of
herself shouting at her brother from moments ago. It was only twenty
seconds long but it confirmed what she already suspected, Sandra had
cameras in the house.

Letting out a scream of anger, Amelia proceeded to destroy her room,
looking desperately for any sign of a camera.

After exhausting herself, she stopped. Her room was upside down and she
hadn't found a thing. Once again she didn't think of the most obvious
thing, her laptop had a built-in camera but in her rage, she wasn't
thinking clearly.

/You have one new message/

'Doing some spring cleaning? :-0

I'm not sure you've got the hang of it but don't worry, I've got the
perfect thing to distract you ;-)

Your brother is watching TV so this is the ideal time to begin your
seduction!

I think the t-shirt you sleep in would make him take notice!

Especially when you have forgotten your underwear!!'

"Fuck off!" Amelia screamed at her laptop trembling with rage.

Forcing herself to calm down, she suddenly laughed hysterically. She
could just block the email, then all her problems would be solved.

Googling how to block emails, the noise of Darth Vader's breathing
floated across the hallway from her brother's room. It was his phone's
alert noise. He had left it in his work bag before going to play on his
computer.

Amelia tried to reassure herself that it was just one of his friends
texting him, but her mind wouldn't stop thinking that it was Sandra.
With her brother still downstairs, she crept across to his room and
cracked open the door.

Reaching inside his bag, she picked up his phone. Luckily he had smart
lock enabled so she could open it without a passcode. Clicking on the
notification, she saw it was from Sandra and titled 'something for you
to enjoy'. The attachment was the same topless selfie she had sent
Amelia earlier.

Deleting the message, Amelia went back into her room to see Sandra had
sent another message.

'Well, I hope you've decided to stop messing about because you're
starting to test my patience!'

'I don't have any money.'

'I said I don't want your money! I just want you to follow my
instructions.'

'Look, how about I apologise to you in front of everyone from school.'

She waited for a reply, but none came.

'Why my brother?!'

Please. I'll do it to anyone else, just not my brother, please.'

'It's simple really, I'm using your brother because then I can watch
and see that you actually go through with it. I trusted you once and
that was thrown back in my face."

After reading the message, Amelia didn't know how to respond. Seconds
later, she heard Owens' phone ring again.

Jumping to her feet, she rushed to his room and deleted the email
without looking at it. Knowing what she had to do, she went back to her
room and began to undress.

Her thick, warm hoodie dropped to the floor, quickly followed by her
jeans. Standing in her plain white underwear, she briefly toyed with
the idea of keeping them on but that dreaded email chime rang in her
head.

Unclipping her bra, Amelia paused to admire her breasts in the mirror.
She knew she was fortunate. Her tits were large but also incredibly
firm, to the point where she didn't need to wear a bra. Picking up her
extra-large sleeping t-shirt, she pulled it on.

The shirt was a birthday gift from her grandma years ago. The old lady
had accidentally ordered the largest possible size and not wanting to
hurt her grandma's feelings by asking for a receipt, Amelia chose to
wear it to bed.

Over the years, she continued to wear it even though the material was
now threadbare and just covered her arse. It was definitely not
something she wore around the house but now she had to model it for her
brother and, worse, wear it without underwear.

Hooking her fingers around her panties, she rolled them down her legs
and kicked them off. Looking at herself in the mirror, she tried to
stretch the shirt further down but it kept springing back.

She wondered what her brother would think of her outfit. Judging from
the way he acted around her, there was a chance he wouldn't even
notice.

Slowly, she made her way downstairs and paused outside the living room.
Peering inside, she saw her brother sitting in an armchair chuckling at
a cartoon show. Gathering her courage, she edged inside.

Taking a seat on the sofa next to her brother, she was thankful for the
energy-saving light bulb hanging from the ceiling. It had been on for
over an hour, yet it struggled to light the room, hiding her blushing
face. Though it didn't matter as Owen was still oblivious to her
presence.

"I'm sorry for shouting earlier," Amelia said softly.

Her soft voice forced him to look over. When he saw what his sister was
wearing, his mouth gaped open.

"Uh...ahem... th... it's, it's, it's fine." He eventually spluttered,
while continuing to stare.

Feeling self-conscious, Amelia tried to steel herself for what she had
to do. Tucking her legs underneath her to hide the fact she wasn't
wearing panties, she pretended to be interested in the television.

After a couple of seconds, her brother stopped looking at her and went
back to his show. All Amelia wanted to do was go back to her room but
each time she closed her eyes she saw uni students watching the video
of her masturbating and laughing at her.

Clearing the thoughts from her head, she coughed slightly. Owen
instantly turned his head and out of instinct Amelia looked away and
casually stretched her arms skyward, inadvertently lifting her shirt to
reveal her toned stomach.

Hearing the gurgling noise her brother made, she quickly looked at him
but, already he was back to staring at the TV like nothing had
happened.

With his attention on the cartoon, she gazed at him and found herself
wondering what would happen if she actually seduced him. Would he jump
off the couch, rip her clothes off and have his way with her? She knew
he wouldn't but still her pussy tingled at the thought.

It was while she was dreaming about what would happen that she heard
his phone go off. It seemed painfully loud and this time with the show
ending, Owen heard it. Seeing he was about to get up, Amelia panicked.

"You're such a nice brother to me and I've never appreciated it." She
said quickly as she stood and walked over to him.

Bending over, she pecked him on the cheek giving him a brief view of
her cleavage. Turning, she spotted her magazine and reached to pick it
up making her shirt ride up and revealing the bottom of her round arse
cheeks to his astonished gaze.

Releasing she was close to revealing a lot more than she had intended,
she straightened and paused wondering what she should do next. The loud
sound of an advert break startled her out of her indecision.

"I'm off to revise." She said, and without looking at her brother, she
left the room and headed upstairs.

Reaching her bedroom, she fell onto her bed with adrenaline still
pumping through her body. Wanting to distract herself, she picked up a
book and tried to read it. The words blurred together and her mind kept
returning to what had just happened.

She felt cheap and degraded, yet she had never been more aroused.
Giving up on her book, she dropped her hand to her wet, needy pussy.

Unbeknownst to her, Owen was doing the same. His hard shaft was tightly
enclosed in his hand. It didn't take long until a thick spray of cum
shot out, splattering over his work shirt.

Upstairs, Amelia climaxed too, her legs shaking as a picture of her
brother's lustful stare filled her mind.

The second her orgasm faded, she felt dirty and ashamed. Heading to the
bathroom, she spent an hour in a warm bath listening to the radio
hoping the music would drown out her thoughts.

After getting out she felt a lot more relaxed. Lying on her bed she
returned her focus to her revision. For the rest of the evening, she
had no more emails and then, just as she was about to fall asleep, her
phone went off. Picking it up, she opened the new text message and her
heart dropped.

Somehow, Sandra had managed to get her phone number. Amelia paused to
think about how that could have happened, but then remembered that she
had paired her phone to her laptop.

'Wow! What a great little show but it was far too short! You left your
poor brother with a painful erection! He had to finish the job by
himself and that's not what a caring sister should do. So unless you
want me to send him some pictures to satisfy his needs, you should go
and help him out now.'

After reading the message and resigned to her fate, Amelia got out of
bed. Ignoring the voice telling her not to do it, she left her room and
made her way to her brother's only wearing the same shirt she had
teased him in earlier.

Pushing open his door, she bathed his room in the light from the
landing. He looked up at her, wide-eyed, with both his hands hidden
under his covers. She knew exactly what he was doing and she hoped that
he was close to finishing.

Standing there, Amelia debated whether to get rid of her shirt,
wondering if seeing her tits would be enough for her younger brother to
explode.

"Are you alright Amy?" He asked the worry in his voice brought her back
from her thoughts.

Taking a step inside, the door closed behind her, plunging the room
into darkness.

"I noticed that you were a bit on edge when I talked to you earlier,
and I want to help you relax so you can get to sleep for work." While
she spoke, she moved her hands beneath the covers and freed his hands
from his cock, replacing them with her own.

Her hands traced along his dick, it felt long and thick though she
didn't really have much to base that on.* *Obviously, she had seen
dicks before but she had never held one and didn't think that the very
first one she had ever held would be her own brothers.

Amelia felt it twitch in her soft grip, she could feel precum sticking
between her fingers and she immediately wondered what it would taste
like. Ignoring that thought, she tightened her grip and began to
tentatively wank him off.

"Um... a bit lower... yes!"

Moving her hand lower she felt the ridge of his head give way to the
shaft. More and more precum oozed from his tip coating her fist and his
shaft allowing her hand to speed up causing Owen to shake his head from
side to side as he groaned loudly.

Her mind kept telling her that this was all wrong. She was giving her
first-ever handjob and it was to her brother, yet for some reason her
pussy was on fire.

"Oh God Amy... faster..." He cried.

Throwing off the covers, his hips jerked into his sister's tight fist
as he let out a final gasp.

"Oh shit, I'm cumming... Fuck..."

In the darkness, neither of them could see, let alone avoid the jets of
cum. The first two loads landed on Amelia's brown hair and forehead
making her jerk back in shock. The rest pooled on Owens' stomach while
he tried to regain his breath.

Releasing his cock, she ran to the bathroom. As stripped, she caught
sight of herself in the mirror. Seeing the thick cum slowly moving down
her forehead, she heard a small voice asking what it would be like to
taste.

Stepping into the hot shower, she went to soak her face but at the last
second, she lifted a finger and swiped some cum from her head before
licking it clean. It was sweetly salty and though she had heard her
friends complain about the taste, she found she didn't mind it.

Ten minutes later and feeling better, she passed his room on the way to
hers. She could hear his soft snoring making her giggle before she
remembered that he was sleeping so well because she had made him cum.
Getting into bed, she fell into an uneasy sleep.

The next morning passed uneventfully, Owen was working an early shift
so when Amelia woke up, she was alone in the house. Leaving for the
gym, she came back fully expecting to have a message from Sandra but
there was nothing.

With several essays and a dissertation to work on, Amelia focused on
her course work hoping that it would keep her mind from returning to
what happened last night.

It was late in the evening when Amelia heard the front door open then a
bag drop to the floor, signalling Owen's arrival. Her heart was beating
in her mouth as she listened to her brother's footsteps. She was
dreading having to explain her actions but all she could hear was him
cooking himself some dinner before watching some TV.

Minutes turned into an hour and Amelia was sick of waiting for the
inevitable talk. Walking downstairs, she entered the living room, her
brother, still in his work uniform, was sitting slumped in his armchair
playing his Xbox.

Sitting once more, on the sofa next to her brother, she felt his eyes
on her but when she looked across to him, he hurriedly went back to the
TV. Opening her mouth to speak, she quickly shut it when she released
she still didn't know what to say.

She could tell him everything. Explain to him that she was being
blackmailed but then he would question why she had chosen to wank him
off rather than admit to the blackmail. Even then that wouldn't solve
the problem of Sandra. She would definitely find out and when she did,
those photos and the video would be online, ruining her entire life.

Amelia was almost grateful when her phone went off, though when she
read the message, she quickly changed her tune.

'Your brother has had a long, hard day and there's something else long
and hard that you can help him with ;-)'

Knowing what Sandra wanted her to do, Amelia told herself that she had
already done it last night so she could do it again yet this was
different. Yesterday it had been pitch black, now with the lights on,
it was definitely more daunting.

"How was your day at work?" Amelia asked casually, still trying to
build up her courage.

Continuing to stare at the screen, he answered her, "you know... same
old shit."

The game he had been playing went into a loading phase and there was
total silence. When his sister didn't reply, Owen nervously looked at
her.

"Um... you know last night..." He stopped mid-sentence.

The last word hung in the air as his sister walked towards him.
Reaching him, she got down to her knees and placed her hands on his
thighs. He watched them move up his legs until they reached his trouser
clasp. Undoing it, she tugged them down exposing his soft dick.

In the warm air, it gradually grew under her captivated gaze. This was
the first cock Amelia had seen in the flesh and as it grew, she felt
something stirring inside her. Shutting her eyes, she licked her dry
lips before reaching out and gripping her brother's cock.

Hearing his breath falter, she marvelled at the way his prick pulsated
as it continued to grow and harden to its full length under her touch.
Knowing what he liked, she moved her hand to grip the shaft and
tightened her grip as she began to wank him off again.

While her brother's soft groans got louder, Amelia opened her eyes and
watched hypnotised as her fist worked his shaft.

"Harder... faster!"

Tearing her eyes from his twitching cock, she looked up at his face.
Seeing him bit down on his bottom lip, he then opened his green eyes
and looked straight into hers. It was too much for Owen.

"Oh, shit!!" He croaked as cum exploded from his cock.

Captivated by what was happening, Amelia continued to pump her
brother's dick letting rope after rope of spunk coat her face and his
chest. Finally, he slumped back in the chair, his body shuddering in
pleasure.

Releasing her hand from his shaft, she gingerly got to her feet. Though
she could feel his spunk run down her face, Amelia stood looking at her
brother, stunned. She watched him turn his glazed eyes onto her,
finally the reality of the situation sunk in and she ran away.

Getting into the bathroom, Amelia stripped out of her clothes and
looked in the mirror. She could see the creamy thick cum splattered all
over her face and despite knowing she should be disgusted, her pussy
was soaking wet.

Turning on the shower, she wanted to feel shame but instead, she used
the shower head on her needy pussy. Trying hard not to make a noise,
she came three times and then her legs buckled forcing her to sit down.
An hour later and she left the bathroom feeling drained but satisfied.

Noticing that all the lights in the house were off, she assumed her
brother was asleep. Heading to her bedroom, she got into her nightshirt
and pulled out a book to read before bed, but then her phone went off.

'That was certainly messy! So, I think you should use your mouth next
time! Tell you what, why don't you start tonight! I'm sure your brother
wouldn't complain about a goodnight blowjob! ;-0'

Reading over the message again, Amelia couldn't stop her mind imagining
how it would feel to suck her brother's cock. She wanted to hate the
thought but once again her wet pussy betrayed her real thoughts.

Opening the door to her bedroom, she looked across the landing to her
brother's room. There was no sign that he was awake yet when she crept
over the landing and pressed her ears up against his door, hoping to
hear gentle snoring coming from his room, she instead heard a gentle
rustling of bed sheets.

Pushing open his door for the second consecutive night, she could see
Owen's expectant eyes blinking up at her. She went to say something but
it didn't seem like the right thing to do.

Ignoring the silence, she walked towards him and ducked her head
underneath his covers. Thanks to her brother's aversion to nightwear,
she found herself staring at his hard cock.

The sheet covering her head was already making her hot and with each
breath, the smell of her brother's arousal got stronger. She could have
easily removed the sheet but she wanted what she was about to do hidden
from sight.

For the second time that night, Amelia took hold of her brother's cock
in her soft hands. She briefly thought about giving him another
handjob, but she told herself that somehow Sandra would find out.
Though if she was being honest, the real reason was that she wanted to
taste a cock for the first time.

Opening her mouth, Amelia tentatively licked at the tip.

Hearing her university friends talk about their own experiences, she
hadn't been looking forward to giving head but hearing her brother's
sharp intake of breath was all the encouragement she needed to swallow
the head of his cock.

Swirling her tongue around the tip, Owen continued to groan. Her hand
was still caressing his shaft, pumping it softly as she began to suck
harder. Releasing her hand, she took more of his cock in her mouth and
created a tight vacuum.

"Aww shit!" Her brother groaned above her as she began to bob up and
down.

Getting more confident sucking him off, she felt more of his shaft slip
into her mouth until the tip hit her throat. Holding him there, she
gagged loudly before trying to resume sucking. Seconds later, her
brother's body tensed and he howled.

"Ohhh, God... I'm cumming!" He cried through gritted teeth.

Owen felt his sister try to lift up, clearly not wanting to have a
mouthful of cum, however, he had other ideas. His large hands dropped
to where her head stuck out from the covers. Pressing down, he forced
her to keep his cock in her warm mouth.

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"Sssshhhiiitttt..." The word escaped from his lips in a sharp gasp as
his cock erupted into his sister's spluttering mouth.

Unable to move her head, Amelia could only hope that his climax from
earlier today had taken most of his spunk from his balls, but she was
out of luck.

It felt like her brother hadn't cum at all earlier, given the amount
that erupted from his cock. With his hand still gripping her head, she
could only cough and gag as she was forced to swallow his thick, salty
load.

Each time he jerked, another load shot into her mouth until finally his
hands dropped to his side and Amelia was allowed up to breathe.

The heat and smell of cum was too much for her and she pulled her head
free from the sheets and stood. It took a minute to get her bearings
before she stumbled from her brother's room and into the bathroom where
she brushed her teeth vigorously.

On the return to her bedroom, she could hear loud snoring coming from
Owen's bedroom. Closing her door, she rolled into bed when she heard
her phone go off again.

'Wow! You are such a good sister! Your brother must be feeling a lot
lighter now and ready for his shift tomorrow. However, I'm sure he'll
have a busy shift, so like a good, obedient sister, you will be waiting
for him in the living room when he returns tomorrow. You won't need any
clothes on though, and you'll be on your knees, with your mouth open.
Have a nice sleep. ;-)'

Amelia read the message in horror. Dropping the phone, it fell to the
floor. Curling up in her sheets, she wanted to sleep but she couldn't
get the image of giving her brother another blowjob in the family
living room out of her head.

She didn't want to but she loved how dirty she was made to be and,
though she was petrified of what she had to do tomorrow, each time she
thought about it the more her pussy tingled. Her hand dropped to her
swollen slit and she quickly came.

The situation was already out of her control and she had no idea where
it was heading but for some reason, she was loving it. Tired from her
climax, she fell into a deep sleep.

By the time she finally woke up, it was the early afternoon and her
brother only had two hours left of his shift. Getting into the shower,
Amelia freshened up before grabbing some breakfast and eating it in the
living room. Wearing only her dressing gown and loose trousers, she
tried to not think of what she was about to do.

All too soon, she heard a key enter the front door lock. Shocked into
action, Amelia, without thinking, dropped her trousers and gown and
knelt on the thick blue carpet, waiting anxiously for her brother to
find her.

She listened as Owen entered the house and locked the door. Dumping his
bag, he headed to the kitchen and proceeded to search the fridge for
food.

What seemed like half an hour later, he finally came into the living
room to be met by a mouthwatering sight.

There, on her knees, in the middle of the living room was his naked
sister. She had both hands planted on the floor between her legs hiding
her breasts and pussy from his view.

As he stared at her, all he could think was how soft and smooth her
tanned skin looked. Running his eyes up her toned body, he noticed the
gentle curve of her arse and the way her long brown hair settled on the
swell of her chest.

It was only when he walked towards her, that Amelia looked up at him.
Her large auburn eyes shone with nervous excitement. He tried to speak
but his brain was unable to function, the only body part that worked
was his cock.

Hardening, it strained against his trousers and his sister's eyes
dropped to stare.

The silence in the room was getting too much for Amelia to bear.
Swallowing hard, she lifted her eyes to his and muttered, "Surprise!"

"Thank you, God!" He breathed loud enough for Amelia to hear.

There was no hiding the unbridled desire in her brother's eyes and she
felt her pussy tingle in response.

Lifting her hands, they trembled as they undid his belt and clasp.
Tugging down his trousers and pants together, she grabbed her brother's
cock and licked her lips. Opening her mouth, she took the swollen head
inside and sucked.

"Fuck!!" Owen breathed above her.

Pulling back, her tongue swirled around the tip before she dropped down
and took another inch of his shaft into her warm mouth causing her
brother to groan louder.

The lustful noises he made spurred Amelia on. Closing her eyes, she
tried to take in more of his length until she felt the head press
against her throat.

Gagging, she pulled up and let her hand grip his shaft. Pumping the
spongy flesh, her tongue licked the tip tasting the first drop of
precum. Taking him back in her mouth, she quickly got into a rhythm.

Looking down, Owen felt his knees buckle. Seeing his cock disappearing
between his beautiful sister's lips was a sight he would never forget,
and yet he knew it could be better. Running his hands through her soft
brown hair, he gently encouraged her to take more of his shaft in her
mouth.

He could feel her relax as he took control of the blowjob. Knowing that
she couldn't deep throat, he decided to fuck her mouth. Letting her
create suction around his shaft, he began to thrust in and out. Seeing
her large tits shake each time he pushed forward, he began to pick up
speed.

Shoving into her mouth over and over, he ignored her muffled protests
and tried to bury his shaft inside. The primal need to cum was
overwhelming and the sloppy noises his sister was making was too much
to take. Knowing he was going to cum soon, he forced his eyes open to
see his older sister staring at him with his cock, balls deep in her
mouth.

"I'm... I'm th... ahhhh," The strangled sound was followed by load
after load of thick cum invading her mouth.

With her brother, once again, holding her head down, Amelia had to
swallow. The salty cum overwhelmed her taste buds and she found that
she had to force her hands not to deal with her throbbing pussy.

Eventually, her brother's body stopped shuddering against her, and she
was released from his grip. Staggering back, he landed on the sofa with
a thud.

Wiping her hand across her mouth, Amelia swallowed thickly before
getting to her feet. Looking over, she saw her brother with a grin on
his face as he stared at her naked body.

In his post-orgasm haze, Owen had to blink several times to make sure
that he wasn't just having a wet dream. His sister looked amazing. Her
tits were big, jiggling with each heavy breath she took. Her puffy
nipples stuck out, almost pleading with him to suck them. Beneath her
toned tummy, she was completely shaved and he could see her chubby
pussy lips wet with arousal.

Taking the initiative, Owen grabbed hold of his sister's arm and pulled
her down to the couch. Quickly he knelt in front of her and forced her
legs apart. Licking his lips, he bent forward.

For the first time, Amelia had the choice to leave. She hadn't been
told to let her brother do this to her but she needed him to. It
wouldn't take much for her to cum, she was desperate for relief and she
wanted her brother to give it to her.

Running her fingers through his thick blonde hair, she guided him
towards her aching pussy.

It seemed to take forever for his tongue to reach her slit. Desperate
for his touch, her hips rose off the couch and pressed forward until
finally, she could feel his stubble cheeks brush against her smooth
thighs.

"Yes..." whimpered Amelia as Owen stuck his tongue out and pushed it
through the tight folds of her damp slit.

Falling back into the couch, she let out a loud moan as she let her
brother eat her out.

"Oh... Jesus... ohhhhh..."

Owen had found her clit and after a tentative swipe with his tongue, he
was now sucking on it creating shockwaves of pleasure through her body
making her babble nonsense above him.

Clenching his hair, she pushed his head down until his tongue was
pushing inside her tight entrance. Even with her forcing him down, he
managed to get his top teeth to grind against her clit and any chance
of her holding back her orgasm, fell away.

"Awwwww...." A carnal growl hissed from her dry mouth and lingered in
the air while she crushed her brother's head against her soaked pussy,
holding him there as she came

Her eyes rolled back, her eyelids fluttered and her breath came short
and sharp until finally, she fell limply into the couch.

Faintly, she heard her brother chuckle in amazement before he picked
himself up and left the room.

Amelia couldn't move, her whole body was on fire and she needed more.
Dropping her hand, she slowly circled her pussy. Wishing it was her
brother's tongue, her fingers got quicker and quicker until with a cry,
she came again.

Recovering from the intense orgasm, she heard her brother leave the
shower. Gingerly getting to her feet, she pulled on her dressing gown
and staggered to the bathroom.

Spending the next hour soaking in the bath, she tried but failed to
push out the memories of the pleasure her brother had just given her.
Getting out of the water, she dried herself with the towel before
spotting his electric toothbrush, her mind immediately pictured him in
between her legs, slurping at her wet pussy.

Suddenly, a wicked idea rushed through her head. Grabbing the
toothbrush, she turned it on. Pressing the bristles against her clit,
her legs trembled. Pleasure took control of her body and when the
two-minute timer came up, she was clenching the sink as she violently
orgasmed.

When she got back to her bedroom, she picked up the phone expecting
there to be a message but found nothing. Letting out a sigh of relief,
she put on some music and picked up her revision book. It wasn't until
later that night that her phone finally came to life.

'What a performance! I hope your brother was good because I taught him!
Now, I think he's ready to show you what else I taught him tonight!'

'By the way, if you didn't know what I meant by that, I was talking
about fucking him.'

The two texts came within seconds of each other. This time though
Amelia sent a message back. Though she desperately wanted her brother
to take her virginity, she didn't want Sandra to know that and so she
pretended to put up a fight.

'I'm not doing that. I'm still a virgin and there's no way that I am
giving myself to my brother.'

The reply was immediate.

'I never said this was a negotiation! This is not a request, it's a
demand. Now do it!'

'No, I can't do it. Never.'

There was a pause and then her phone rang again and a video message
appeared. Opening it up, she watched horrified as she appeared on
screen kneeling in her living room. Seconds later, Owen entered and she
could just hear her faint voice saying "Surprise" before she pulled
down his trousers and proceeded to suck his cock.

The video had a title, 'Checkmate!'

Amelia couldn't believe how silly she had been. She had known that
Sandra had put cameras around the house and she had been so caught up
in the blackmail that she hadn't thought of looking for them.

The video stopped and Amelia automatically pressed the play button
again. With her eyes glued to the film, her body began to heat up and
her breath quickened. She felt just as horny watching herself suck off
her brother as she did when she actually did it.

Not wanting to get undressed in the darkness of his room, she left her
clothes in her room and walked, naked, towards his. The trip across the
landing was becoming all too familiar and she had a feeling that it was
going to become a regular occurrence.

When she slipped into his room, she saw that he was wide awake with his
hand underneath the sheets once more. It didn't take much brainpower to
realise what he was doing.

Alone in the dark with her brother, she walked over to him. Seizing the
sheets, she threw them off. His hands dropped to his sides letting her
take hold of his shaft and envelope it with her warm mouth.

Knowing that she was going to have his thick cock in her pussy, Amelia
began to wonder if she was wet enough to take his size. Spitting on his
shaft, she returned to sucking him off making it as sloppy as possible.

As she was beginning to take more of his shaft, she felt a tap on her
head and her brother's voice. "Sixty-nine..."

Just hearing the words made her quiver with excitement. Quickly, she
got up from her knees and lay on top of her brother, presenting her wet
pussy to him.

Taking the head of his cock in her mouth, she began to suck and then
her brother's tongue pressed against her pussy. Moaning around his
prick, she felt him lick around her lips before concentrating on the
centre of her slit.

"Oh my god!" Amelia muffled as her brother lifted her clit with his
tongue and pressed it against his top teeth.

Keeping it trapped there, he rolled the sensitive nub along the rough
edges of his teeth sending bolts of pain and pleasure running through
his sister.

Trying to distract her body from the intense feelings between her legs,
she swallowed as much of his cock as possible and sucked hungrily. It
seemed to work but then she felt her brother's fingers trail along her
wet slit before pressing against her tight arsehole.

His finger felt huge as it pushed at her rosebud and she found that she
was enjoying it so much that she whimpered when he pulled away. She had
never realised how sensitive her arse was and now she did, she wanted
his finger back.

Hearing him spit, she once again felt him pressing against her
arsehole, only this time he forced his finger inside, and she couldn't
take it anymore.

"Ugh fuck... yes!" She cried out, his dick hanging from her bottom lip
as an orgasm washed over her.

"Fuck Amy, you taste good!" Her brother groaned.

He still had his finger lodged in her arsehole but his tongue had moved
from her clit to her entrance where he was eagerly lapping up her
juices.

Lazily, she began to suck on her brother's cock. It almost felt
comforting to have the thick head pulsing against her tongue. Spitting
on his cock, she massaged the saliva in, feeling his shaft become slick
with his precum and her spit.

With her pussy eager to be fucked, she rolled around until she was
straddling his groin, squashing his cock between her pussy lips. It
twitched against her slit, hitting her clit and making her groan.

Pushing herself up to her knees, she felt his shaft spring up. Taking
hold of it, she heard Owen make a gurgling sound as she directed it
towards her damp entrance.

Feeling the spongy head push against her opening, she sat down. Her
pussy, soaked with her juices and her brother's salvia, easily accepted
his cock causing her to gasp.

Despite being desperate to fuck his sister, Owen resisted the urge.
Like Amelia, he was also losing his virginity and though the feeling of
her tight pussy was intense, he stayed still and waited for his sister
to move.

He could see the outline of her breasts in the dark, lifting his hand,
he squeezed one before flicking his thumb over her nipple. Amelia
groaned and inadvertently tensed her body around his cock making it
twitch inside her.

"Shit!" She gasped.

The curse word somehow made her feel better and she felt her body
relax, letting more of his cock invade her. There was no barrier, her
trusty vibrator had dealt with that but his thick cock was still
massive inside her tight tunnel.

Placing her hands on Owen's chest, she pushed back hard and immediately
his cock filled her up. She felt her thighs rest against his hips and
she was about to cry out when her brother took her in his arms and
pulled her down to his lips.

Kissing her hard, he rolled her over so that he was on top. She opened
her eyes and saw him staring lovingly back at her. The strength in his
arms and the desire in his gaze caused her to lose her breath.

They kissed again with Amelia taking charge. She had never felt so full
and she knew that this couldn't be a one-time thing. Now she had a
taste, she needed to feel it over and over again.

She gave him another kiss before grinding her hips against his, telling
him that she wanted to be fucked.

Owen gladly took the hint. Pulling his cock free, he waited and watched
as she squirmed in protest before he sunk back inside her warmth.

She was so tight that he had to take it slowly. Repeating the motion,
he pushed in deeper, revelling in her satisfied moan when he filled her
pussy.

Making sure that his shaft didn't leave her warmth, Owen gradually
built up speed. He could feel her tits jiggling against his arms with
each thrust and it only spurred him on.

Despite the earlier blowjob, he knew he wasn't going to last much
longer. He was surprised that he hadn't exploded the moment he pushed
past her virgin entrance. His sister was the hottest woman he knew and
fucking her was a fantasy he had had for years.

With her brother fucking her, Amelia pushed her hand between them and
found her clit. Rubbing the little nub, it felt natural to wrap her
long legs around her brother making sure that his thrusts were short
and sharp.

Her fingers got quicker as she began to gyrate against him. Feeling her
orgasm quickly start to take over, she threw her head into the pillow
and let out a sharp scream.

"Yessss!!! Umph..." Her cry was cut off by her brother's mouth.

He kissed her hard, forcing his tongue to duel with hers. The sudden
wetness enveloped his cock letting him slide harder and faster into his
sister.

"Fuck!" He roared as he flooded her cunt with his sperm.

His cock thrust in desperate to empty his balls inside her and soon his
cum was seeping out either side of his pulsating shaft.

Amelia had never felt anything like it. The sudden explosion of warmth
in her pussy, the continuously twitching cock hitting against her
sensitive walls, and the shuddering joy on her brother's face, all
combined to make her feel blissful.

Releasing her brother, he fell to the side. She looked over at him and
couldn't help but smile. Leaning over, she kissed him tenderly on the
lips. Turning onto her side, she felt him move behind her and wrap a
protective hand around her stomach, pulling her into him. She had never
felt happier.

As she fell into a deep sleep, her last thought was how all of this was
because of Sandra and she found herself thanking her old friend.

Owen, on the other hand, was still wide awake, silently congratulating
himself on his brilliance.

It had been two months ago when his sister was home for a reading week
that he found his sister's laptop open and Amelia in the garden with
their mum. He had wanted to find embarrassing photos of his sister yet
what he had found changed him.

The picture of Amelia standing naked made his mouth drop but the video
of her masturbating created a tent in his shorts and his brain to form
a plan. Quickly downloading everything he could find, a plan to
blackmail her formed.

Knowing that his sister had fallen out with her childhood best friend
several years ago, Sandra was the perfect foil. Buying a burner phone,
he then fell into some good luck. His bosses at work were in the
process of setting up discreet surveillance cameras to catch thieves
stealing cables. Taking a box of ten cameras home, he convinced his
boss that they had been stolen too.

Now with everything set, he just had to wait for the perfect moment.
When his mum and aunt left for their fat camp, Owen knew nothing was
holding him back and he launched his plan. Now only three days later,
he had everything he had ever dreamed of.

Picking up 'Sandra's phone, Owen quickly wrote a message and sent it.
Hearing his sister's phone ring in her room, he smiled.

Turning off 'Sandra's' phone, he pushed it underneath his mattress and
nestled his face in his sister's soft hair. Exhausted from their fuck,
he quickly fell asleep.

"Do you think you can do it?" Amelia asked her brother who was busy
eating his breakfast.

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"I don't see why not," he replied through a mouthful of food.

Swallowing, he continued, "If she's got access to the cameras then we
must be able to find a way to hack into her network."

It was the morning after the siblings had lost their virginity to one
another. Amelia having woken up earlier than her brother had been for a
run and returned to find Owen in the kitchen.

On her run, a mix of emotions had run through her, but what she knew
for sure is that she didn't want Sandra controlling her life. So she
asked Owen for help.

"Really?! That would be amazing! Then we can get Sandra out of our
lives for good!" Amelia grinned, she was just about to hug her brother
when the memories of last night resurfaced.

"But you can't watch me do it. It takes ages and I know how impatient
you are!" Owen said quickly.

"Oh, okay, sure. I'll let you work your magic but please do it soon.
You don't know how horrible it's been for me recently. I hate that she
had control of my life!"

Owen didn't say anything, in the cold light of day and with his sister
begging him, he felt terrible. He had thought that maybe his sister
would have enjoyed last night so much she forgot all about the
blackmail. He was wrong.

"Don't worry Amy, I'll get it done for you!"

'So you managed to delete all my videos and photos! I'm guessing you
got your brother to do that, I hope you suck him off to show your
appreciation!'

'Your brother didn't have to hack into my computer, you know, I decided
to stop blackmailing you after I got what I wanted. You were
humiliated. Not only did your brother fuck away your cherry, but you
actually loved it! I bet just remembering him fucking you is making
your pussy wet. Good luck forgetting about his cock, you're addicted
now!'

Amelia read and reread the two messages. Her mind was in a mix of
emotions. Though she couldn't believe that finally, her blackmailer had
nothing on her anymore, she kept reading the last sentence over and
over.

It had only been four hours since she had begged Owen to look into
blocking Sandra and he had managed to do it. Looking at the time, she
noticed that twenty-four hours ago she had been on her knees in the
living room sucking her brother off. Instantly her pussy tingled.

Deciding that she needed time to think, she slipped into the bath. The
relaxing aroma put her into a dream-like state and she found her hand
dropping to her pussy.

While she was playing with herself, Owen was on his computer. He still
had the cameras up and running in the house which his sister had
clearly forgotten about because he was currently stroking his cock as
he watched Amelia play with herself.

Eventually, the steam fogged the lens too much and he headed to his
bedroom. Though he thought back to the night before when his beautiful
sister had walked in and fucked him, he knew he had done the right
thing by telling Amelia that 'Sandra' had nothing left to blackmail her
with.

"I suppose it's just you and me again pal." Owen sighed while looking
at his right hand.

Pulling up his favourite stroke story, he began to read. He was getting
to the part when the trouser snake had to administer an anal pounding
when there was a knock on the door.

"Are you in there Owen?" Amelia asked through the door.

"Um... yeah, you okay?"

Opening the door, his sister was standing there in her dressing gown
and holding her phone.

"Um... Sandra sent me a message."

"That's good, isn't it?" Owen replied confused.

"Yes and no. You deleted all her copies on the laptop but she made
backups..." Amelia began unable to look at her brother.

"Shit," Owen said.

His mind was racing. His sister wasn't going to do what he thought she
was, was she?

"She's pissed off and it looks like I have to keep on... you know...
being with you. If that's okay with you." Amelia finished before
dropping her dressing gown to the floor.

"Damn..."

/This is a story I wrote nearly a decade ago, I took it down and
rewrote it entirely. Massive thanks to Radlas for all his help with
story direction and editing. Any mistakes are my own, so if you find
any let me know and I'll sort them out./

I hope you enjoyed it. If you vote then leave a comment too.

Story Tags: blackmail; blackmailed; brother%20and%20sister;
first%20time; older%20sister; virgin; younger%20brother; incest;
sibcest; incest%20nonconsent

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