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This is a work of fiction. All Characters are over eighteen years of age.

Almost two A.M. Matthew parked his Lexus in the underground garage and took the private elevator to his penthouse apartment. The twenty-eight year old fixed himself a drink at the bar while taking in his magnificent view. Matt had had a run of incredible luck investing and was now a multi-millionaire.

He checked his watch, his sister would be here soon. Matt was blackmailing her. Megan was twenty one but she still lived with their parents, she was the family’s problem child. Matt had bailed her out of her latest mess on one condition; she always had to stay overnight at his place instead of drinking and driving. Matt would pay her Uber and she could sleep it off in his spare room.

While on the surface this looked innocent and even the responsible thing to do, once Megan was in his apartment she was his. The part of the agreement no one else knew about was sexual. Matt wasn’t going to sleep with his sister, he had a fiancee, after all. Megan had… boyfriends, to put it nicely. No, he wasn’t going to catch a disease or risk prison for incest, life was too good. But, there were other pleasures.

Matt’s penthouse was state of the art of course, there were tiny cameras and microphones in every room. All run from his tablet. When Megan stayed over, she knew what to do. Ah, here she was now, cameras showing her in the elevator. Matt hurried excitedly into the Master bedroom.

He slaved the tablet to the big screen TVs covering the walls, his sister was just getting off the elevator, looking wasted. She stumbled into the kitchen and raided the fridge for a bottle of water, chugged it, then went down the hall to her special guest room. Matt had put extra cameras everywhere in that room, every move Megan made showed up sharp and clear on his huge flat-screens.

Megan was platinum blonde, down to her eyelashes, with a zaftig-type figure, a bit overstuffed. Tonight she was wearing one of her club outfits, sleazy stuff that needed to be worn commando. Once in her room she shimmied out of her dress and crawled naked into the bed. Drunk Megan was almost always also Horny Megan. Even if she’d gotten lucky at the bar she’d still mudurnu escort masturbate before falling asleep.

Megan knew about the cameras. She’d grown up with her big brother, she knew what a pervert he was. He’d been trying to sneak peeks at her since she got breasts. Well after a rather big mistake involving lawyers that she’d rather her parents not know about, she’d gone to her big brother.

Matt’s money made bad things vanish, her end of the bargain had been negotiated without lawyers. Private negotiations. He’d been quite clear; she really had nothing he wanted in return for his help, nothing anyone could know about, that was.

He wanted her to jack herself off for him. She really had no choice, and it wasn’t as if he wanted to fuck her. She’d be ‘petting her kitty’ anyway before she fell asleep, he knew that much about her from growing up in a house with thin walls.

In her room, Megan stretched out on the bed, pointing her toes, pulling her hands over her head, making her chest look higher and tighter. Megan’s skin was alabaster pale except for her rosy pink nipples, standing up proudly.

In the master bedroom Matt had gotten naked and was on his king-sized bed. He was stroking his growing erection as he watched Megan. He’d fantasized about fucking her of course, this was almost as good. It didn’t matter to him if she knew he was watching, he got off on the power. On having that hold over her that made her do these perverted things just for him.

Megan had piled pillows against the headboard, now she leaned back and spread her legs. She placed her feet sole to sole, making her shaved pussy gape wide. She was wet already as usual, Megan loved sex, hot guys and gals got her moist, and there had been plenty at the club.

She leaned back and wiggled her shoulders into the pillows, making her tits shimmy slightly. Her white-blonde hair framed her fair features, her cupid’s-bow lips were pursed, her huge blue eyes closed at the moment. Megan was tracing the curves of her breasts, hefting them, enjoying their feel before circling close to those perky pink nipples.

Matt could hear her breathing clearly through the speakers, she muğla escort was starting to pant as her excitement grew. Simple controls on his pad would give him close ups, change angles, increase volume and so forth, all could be worked one handed, so Matt could use them while he spanked his meat.

Now Megan was pinching one nipple, the other hand was sneaking down to her slightly chubby thighs, stroking her skin, teasing her navel, rubbing the top of her slick mound. She licked her candy-pink lips with an equally pink tongue, Matt frequently wondered what it would feel like on his cock.

“Mmm, that’s nice,” Megan whispered to herself as she tugged a nipple, pulling it out from her breast and twisting it lightly. One finger of her right hand was approaching her clit, hovering, circling, then dipping down at just the right moment to make her gasp with pleasure.

“Ohhhh fuuuck,” she moaned, “god I need this, I need to cum, fuck you Matt and your fucking cameras!” Megan slid her finger over, down and around her clit while bringing a heavy tit up to be sucked. She nursed her own nipple while her other hand was busy in her crotch, stroking and fondling her pussy.

Megan’s one condition was that he never record her, so Matt made sure to enjoy the hell out of each performance. He was applying clamps to his own nipples, getting as much stimulation out of his body as he could. His rock-hard dick was glistening with lube, he had his favorite sex toy out to flog the flagpole with. A Japanese device called an onahole, basically a high-end plastic pussy.

He’d shove his cock in it when his little sister shoved her fingers into her cunt, he liked to masturbate along with her, see if he could cum after she did. He was still a competitive jerk, just now a rich one.

Now Megan had released her breast and had plunged her other hand into her crotch. Her arms pressed her pillowy boobs together, making them stand out enticingly as she caressed herself.

One of her hands was stroking her outer labia, fingers barely touching her skin. The other hand was pinching her slippery clit, flicking it, making her inner lips pulse and flutter. “Shit, so good,” Megan moaned, “ohfuckyes, muratpaşa escort oh right like that, oh god…” She was turning herself on further with her dirty talk, knowing she was behaving like a common slut but unable to help herself.

Her nipples were throbbing on her chest, her inner thighs tingling. Megan brought two fingers to her mouth and sucked. She laved them like they were a cock, spiraling her tongue over them just to feel the sensations. When she finally felt they were sopping wet enough she brought them to her crotch.

“Oh yes, cock, more cock, oh fuck, fuck me, oh shitfuck, give me more cock, oh god!” Megan was pumping her fingers into her slick muff now, her body jiggling with the force of her fucking fingers. Her hips began to rise off the mattress as her back arched, her eyes were closed in bliss as she neared her climax.

Matt had his cock in the onahole now, sliding it up and down his seven inches. The tight plastic was surprisingly pleasurable, he gripped it tightly and the friction increased on his boner, his eyes never left the screens where his little sister was nearing her crest.

“Oh God! Oh God! Oh Yes! Fuckfuckfuckfuck fuck meeeee!” Megan wailed as her orgasm hit her. Back arched, pink flush creeping up her chest, her thighs vibrating with sexual tension Megan was the picture of Lust. Mewling with pleasure she plunged her bunched fingers into her tight twat again and again as waves of bliss crashed over her body.

Her thighs clamped tight on her pistoning fingers, squeezing them as she rolled back and forth on the mattress, moaning and swearing, begging for a real dick, lost in her own world of sexual sensations. Her orgasm rolled on and on, consuming her, until she finally collapsed, moaning her satiation.

In the master bedroom Matt was shooting his load as he watched his sister’s massive cum. Spunk flew up his shaft, shooting into the onahole’s interior and coating his cock like sloppy seconds, making things even slipperier and more pleasurable.

He loved watching his sexy sister cum, she put everything into enjoying herself, she could have gone into porn. Matt sighed and lay back to enjoy the afterglow. Megan would be falling asleep any second now, relaxed from her cum.

Matt cleaned himself up and went to check on Megan. Sure enough, she was snoring softly. Matt smiled gently and covered her up and whispered a goodnight before turning off the lights on his sleeping sibling. He was already looking forward to the next time she slept over.

The End.

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