Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
My boyfriend J and I are super into accomplice play. Fortunately my dumb little sister fucked up recently giving me and J an opportunity to indulge our favorite kink.
My sister Katie sat perched on the edge of my bed, wearing my most scandalous lingerie. The lacy bra and thong set J had surprised me with last month.
“Oh, Diana,” Katie mumbled without looking up, her voice laced with guilt and defiance. “I just wanted to…you know, feel like you for a bit.”
We’d grown up sharing clothes and secrets, but this was a line crossed into treacherous territory. Suddenly, a memory flashed: J’s wolfish gaze lingering on my sister at dinner the other night. The way his eyes followed her slender curves, a hunger simmering beneath the surface. A plan formed, bitter and twisted, but necessary.
“Girl, follow me,” I snapped, my voice icy.
The Accomplice
In the kitchen, I spun to face her, my heart racing. “J’s going to want to talk to you about this. His things have been…misplaced, and I think it’s time you both cleared the air.”
Katie’s eyes widened as I led her to our shared bedroom and locked the door behind us. J stood in the shadows, his presence palpable. “Strip,” he ordered, his voice low and commanding.
As Katie hesitated, I stepped forward, my hand on her shoulder. “Do it, sis. He wants you bare and ready.”
With trembling fingers, Katie unfastened the lingerie, letting the scraps of silk and lace fall to the floor. J emerged from the darkness, his eyes roving over my sister’s naked form. “Look at you,” he purred, taking a step closer.
“Teach her,” I whispered, my breath hot against Katie’s ear. “Show her what a real man wants. Use her rough, like a porn star whore.”
J’s hands gripped Katie’s waist, pulling her against him. He groaned as he ground his erection against her stomach. “You’re mine now, little brat,” he growled. “Gonna break you in and make you mine.”
Katie whimpered, her eyes locked on mine as J tossed her onto the bed. I watched, enthralled, as he defiled my sister, using her body like a cheap fuck toy.
When J finally emptied himself inside Katie, I knew my lesson had been delivered. As we three lay tangled together, sweat-drenched and sated, I couldn’t help but feel a dark sense of satisfaction. My sister would never again dare to cross that forbidden line.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248