My Sultry Sister's Sex Slut

MY SULTRY SISTER'S SEX SLUT

I had just turned twenty when my parents died. A tragic road traffic accident in which they both perished together, it was all so sudden. And I'll willingly admit it was an event that I was totally unprepared for, in all senses of the word.

At least I didn't have to find a new home. In fact, by the terms of their will, I had become the co-owner of the house that I, as did they before this tragedy, called home, their life-assurance payout being enough to fully redeem the mortgage and take clear of any inheritance tax issues. But who was the other person who also had a share of the property?

My older sister. In fact, Kelly had moved out before the accident, into a rented flat, but since she was now the owner of a house, together with myself, it made perfect sense for her to give that up and move back in. Especially without the presence of mum and dad to cramp her 'style,' the reason she'd left it for in the first place.

In purely practical terms this made perfect sense. With both of us reeling from the death of our parents, and as I say with the mortgage fully paid off, why shouldn't we live in the house that we now completely owned between us? And with both of us working full-time, that employment status meaning that we were both earning regular money, paying the household bills wasn't a problem at all, with us agreeing to pay half each, an arrangement that we both respected. And if her lifestyle choices didn't exactly tick all of mum's boxes, they weren't a problem as far as I was concerned.

In fact, it would be fair to say that I doted upon my older sister. At just under three years older than me, Kelly was self-assured, much unlike me, confident and VERY sexy. Let's face it, she was utterly gorgeous, tall, slim, with a full head of golden hair that simply cascaded down of either side a truly beautiful face, complete with piecing bright blue eyes. Complete with a dress sense that utterly matched that degree of natural beauty. Believe me, she was a sight to truly behold, but come on, she was my sister after all.

Kelly had always been fully protective of me, as a few school bullies had learnt to their cost, but we were completely different in one aspect of life. Kelly was fully sure of herself, but it would be fair to describe such self-confidence as assured rather than arrogant, she believed in her abilities and herself. With some justification, she was one of life's 'achievers,' succeeding at almost everything she attempted. She'd got herself a decent position at her employment, rising swiftly through the 'ranks' until she'd reached a quite senior position, and the high salary that came with it. But then she was totally honest, and her success was based upon her own efforts, not her using or ratting upon others.

Whereas the best word to describe myself was probably 'shy.' I was almost the complete opposite, totally lacking in self-belief despite possessing a few qualities. With had enabled me to enjoy some achievements, I mean I knew how to work hard, but I still questioned everything, believing I was almost worthless. Especially when it came to the opposite sex. Something that, with her looks combined with her natural positivity Kelly couldn't have been more different regarding.

Although she was single when she moved into our house, we soon adapted a routine in regards towards us sharing the dwelling together, both of us finding the presence of the other to be no problem at all, it must be born in mind however, that both of us existed within somewhat of a state of shock, not to mention, extreme loss at this time.

However, when the question of just what would happen if one of us entered into a relationship occurred, believe it or not, it was the shy and reserved me that commenced one, as opposed to the sexy and confident Kelly. And she couldn't be any more delighted for me, making my new girlfriend, Esther, very welcome the few times when she visited our home. Making it crystal clear to me that we would wait and see if the affair between Esther and myself became serious before any long-term decisions needed to be made.

As it happened my natural reticence rendered that question irrelevant as Esther soon tired of my timid outlook in life and dumped me in a very cruel and public manner. To my utter devastation, and for a while I was completely down, now facing coping with a failed relationship on top of the loss of my parents. And now was the time that Kelly felt the need to take direct action herself. For she suspected several facts concerning my sexual 'kinks,' impressions that observing my failure with Esther had simply re-enforced in her own mind. Oh, and Esther came away from their next encounter with her ego very much battered and bruised, the furious and somewhat vengeful Kelly being in NO mood for mercy as she simply ripped into my ex-girlfriend in front of a very large and slightly bemused audience!

It was very early on a following Saturday morning that she put those plans of hers into fruition. For I had risen very early in order to watch Qualifying from that weekends Japanese Formula One Grand Prix, with said coverage being shown live on television, and occurring in real lifetime from Asia, explaining the early hour. Now it needs to be outlined here, that when it came to cars my shyness disappeared, this was one subject in life where I WAS confident. I was a motor-mechanic by trade, and a bloody good one.

However, my dark mood had intensified yet further as Max Verstappen, someone whom I despised almost as much I now had come to hate Esther, clinched Pole Position. Mind you that soon became secondary as Kelly entered into my line of sight.

MY GOD! I mean I knew that she was an extremely sexy lady, but I had never seen her just like this before, quite deliberately as I was to discover. For in front of me stood my beautiful sister, adorned in fantastic lingerie and nothing else!

Could her bra and panty set possibly be any skimpier and more delicious? Made from the finest shimmering black satin, as was the very stylish suspender belt, that held up her nylon stockings that were themselves extremely sheer. She looked like a total Goddess, taking my mind completely away from the fact that a certain Dutchman would be starting tomorrow's race from the front of the grid!

"Like what you see, brother?" Kelly asked the open mouthed me, who had been reduced to exist within an almost trance like state, her voice in a tone that was as seductive as the way she looked. Utterly gorgeous in other words.

"Bloody hell, Kelly, what are you trying to do to me? Finding my voice finally. "To answer your question, no, the word 'good' doesn't do you adequate justice, bloody stunning only just begins to accurately describe your appearance!

"Excellent! You see I've done all this for you, as you need cheering up!"

"So, this is for MY benefit, is it? What are you trying to achieve here, accelerate the process of me suffering a heart attack? Is that how to cheer me up?"

"Of course not, dear brother." She started to stroke her nylon coated legs, very seductively. "But tell me, do you find stockings and suspenders extremely sexy?" Knowing fully well that I did, very much so!

"Yes, I do, as you know all too well!" In a slightly annoyed tone, just where was she leading to with this? An annoyance that she picked up on.

"Look there is a point to all of this. But to get there you're going to have to be completely honest with me. Remember this is ME who you're talking to here, and I give you my solemn word that what is discussed here between us, will remain strictly between us. Do you fully trust me on this?"

"Ok Kelly, you know I do. Fair enough? But what do you want to know?"

She went for it. "How you ever wondered just it feels to have your legs within the sheer nylon of stockings. Ever wanted to wear some yourself?"

WOW! How do I answer THAT? Because IF was to give a truly honest answer I'd have to say yes, it was true that I did. I'd even considered trying on some of hers when she was out, although I'd never given in to such a temptation. But I completely did trust her, I knew she'd be discreet, and so I simply said with a quiet voice and hung head, "yes."

"Thank you, for both your honesty and faith in me. And tell me, do you feel ashamed to do so, that to hold such a desire is wrong?"

I couldn't even look her in the eye. "Yes Kelly, I must be some sort of pervert. It's one of the reasons why Esther said that she dumped me, I had asked her if I could try on some of hers."

She stepped forward and took my hands in her own. "Well, you're NOT! What's so wrong with you wanting to enjoy the sensational feel they induce? Who says it's only us girls who can enjoy their pleasures? You've done nothing wrong!"

"Try explaining that to Esther!"

"Oh, believe me, I've NO interest in that little tart's opinions, I've already treated her to a piece of my mind, something she did not enjoy!" And do you know what, it actually warmed the cockles of my heart to imagine the quivering state that Kelly's anger had fully reduced her to. "Because she's wrong to condemn you here, it's a totally healthy wish." She smiled at me as she said this, convincing me that she was right, and Esther wrong. And then she asked THE question. "Would you like to try on some of mine?"

WOULD I? I simply answered with a soft voice, one full of joyful emotion, "yes please, Kelly!" Grateful that she was almost the same height as me, less than an inch taller, although when she was wearing her heels, as she often did, she appeared to tower over me.

"Then you shall, Darling brother, you shall! Take a shower first though, I want you spotlessly clean and perform all the necessary in the bathroom first" Meaning go to the toilet, I guess referring to the coffee I'd made myself while watching the F1 cars perform in Japan. "Then come, naked, to my bedroom, where both I and a set of stocking and suspenders will be waiting for you!" Winking at me seductively as she uttered those words, with me completely under her spell by now!

She'd said that she wanted to cheer me up? Well, it appeared that she'd very much succeeded as I dis-appeared naked into the bathroom to toilet and shower, singing to myself in a totally joyful manner. And when I'd finished those tasks, including also giving my mouth a good clean, as instructed by her I proceeded to the main bedroom of the house, which had been the one used by my parents beforehand but was now occupied by Kelly. Her original one having been taken over by me when she had, temporarily, moved out. And there, lying upon her satin covered luxury bed, was a lacy suspender belt together with a pair of sheer nylon stockings, destined for my use it seemed. Like all of Kelly's gear, of the finest quality. My cock responding in the quite natural manner!

Something that didn't go unnoticed! As I walked further into the room, my sister's voice rung out, "well, well, somebody seems to be very excited!" Positioning herself to be standing right behind me, her arms reaching around my body and her hands, both of them, clamping firmly upon my fully erect 'tool.' "My, my, and this is before I've put you into my stockings! What will you be like after I have done so?"

After a quick stroke she released my cock, note I'd made NO attempt to dissuade her, before grabbing the suspender belt, and standing to my front this time, the belt held extremely provocatively in her hands. "Best we fit this! Left foot up, my Darling!"

She swiftly slid her belt over my foot, before directing me to replace it upon then floor, upon she ordered me to lift the other foot, which she also slid the belt over. And then, very provocatively I can assure you, Kelly moved the belt up my legs until it was in position around my waist. "Best you now sit down on my bed, Darling, with your legs hanging outwards!"

Now as I'm sure all of you Ladies can attest to, there is a definite art to the correct method to the fitting of stockings, especially ones as sheer as the items Kelly was proposing to place upon my own pins. An art that I didn't possess the slightest clue regarding, part of the reason why I'd always desisted in trying any of hers on before, was that I was simply far too scared that I'd damage them! As I almost certainly would have done so.

But obviously it was a task in life that Kelly was fully competent regarding, and she soon had the first one rolled up in the time-honoured fashion. Followed by swiftly placing it over my foot. Giving me my first ever direct feel of sheer nylon upon my own skin, naturally I had delighted in rubbing my legs against stocking adorned women before, and OH MY GOD!

They say that the foot is very sensitive, I mean just how does one react when somebody tickles your feet? Quite! And this was the first time that my feet had ever been exposed to the utter delight of sheer nylon. A sensation that was simply multiplied when my sister, having moved that stocking up completely cover that foot and ankle, did exactly the same with my other leg.

"Stand up, please Darling!" Kelly ordered thus, having covered my feet, which when I obliged made her task of sliding the stockings up my legs much easier. Mind you she was in no hurry! Could she have performed this job in any more of a teasing or tantalising manner? I seriously doubt it! Eventually though, stocking met suspender, with my sexy sister completing the task by securing the clasps joining them. For the very first time in my life, but by no means the last, I was suspender clad!

My God, the sensational feelings I was now experiencing exceeded by a huge margin my expectations, I was simply in heaven! But Kelly had no plans to stop here, she had for more in mind for me! Like I said earlier, she'd tapped into my secret sexual desires.

So much was I delighting in their feel, that I didn't clock Kelly grab the belts from four of her satin dressing gowns, the same number as there exists of number of limbs upon my body, a fact that later on became very relevant, as we shall observe all in good time! But for now, she threw three of them upon her bed, and with the fourth still in her hands, she stood behind me, commanding in a tone of voice that simply forbade any dis-obedience, "hands behind back!"

And when I'd complied, which let's face it I was always going to? Kelly utilised that belt to securely, and I DO mean securely, tie my wrists together, in such a manner that, although perfectly safe, being not too tight for example, was utterly inescapable. With absolutely no resistance from me! Thus, changing the situation completely, despite not fully being aware of it myself, my sister had fulfilled one of deepest sexual desires, to become the total carnal captive of a sexy and intriguing woman, herself in this particular case! From now on, we would be conducting this dance to HER tune only! I was now her complete prisoner.

My new 'Mistress' sat herself down on the side of her bed, and she ordered, "LOOK AT ME!" At the same time as she began playing with herself, to both my amazement and delight. But there was an aim to this, an objective that was far more important to her than the achievement of any sexual pleasure. For to be honest, Kelly wasn't directly activating her 'clitty,' her actions in that respect being forced to occur through her satin panties, therefore it took her quite some time to obtain the desired climax, and when she did succeed it was a quite mild one. Never mind. for the purpose she had in mind it would prove to be more than sufficient, those panties becoming covered in her sexual juices! She now had a destination planned for them, my mouth!

I guess that the fact that she had fed her suspenders underneath the panties helped considerably, as I watched her slide them down her gorgeous nylon coated legs, that seemed to go on forever, to be holding them within her hands, their soiled state clearly obvious, right in front of my orifice. "OPEN!" Naturally, fully realising her intentions I was reluctant by now, but what could I do to thwart her? That's right, absolutely nothing, so I meekly complied. IN THEY WENT!

To be held in place with Kelly grabbing the second of her satin belts from the bed and using it to ensure that I could not eject her undergarment from my mouth, tying the belt around my head and over said orifice. As I became used to her sexual scent totally dominating my sense of taste, and to a large extent that of my smell too, I realised that there are far more unpleasant things in life than Kelly's arousal, in fact I was becoming even more turned on, if that was at all possible!

Now, I'm fully aware that there are plenty of you Ladies that have negative thoughts regarding stockings and suspenders, being of the opinion that their presence should not be necessary within a truly loving relationship. And one of the things that wind these women up most, is when a male makes a female pace up and down within a room, usually a bedroom, thus adorned. However, I possessed no such inhibitions as Kelly expected me to do precisely that, her hands subjecting me to the most deft and erotic touches as I did so. My cock fully displayed the very true fact that I had never been so 'switched on' before in my entire life as I was then, itself being within a more solid state that it had existed in previously. It really did resemble a solid ramrod!

After some period of time Kelly had me cease, to be stationary in front of a tall mirror within which I could clearly see the reflection of the suspender clad, not to mention gagged, me, now simply standing there. And she ensured that I would continue to do so, by using those other two dressing gown belts to firmly bind my legs together, one at the ankles and one just above my knees, making movement virtually impossible for me.

In the mirror I could suddenly see my sister's beautiful face, beaming with an absolutely lovely smile, as she stood behind me and rested her chin upon my left shoulder, noticing her arms wrapping themselves either side of my bound body, one her hands clamping itself upon my rampant cock, whilst the other took hold of my balls, beginning to squeeze them and not too gently for that matter!

That hand holding my 'tool' soon began a 'pumping' action, slowly at first, but soon accelerating the motion until it was occurring at 'full throttle,' as it were. At the same time her voice was within one of my ears, softly whispering, "cum for me Darling, cum for your sexy sister! It's just what you need and deserve, after what that evil tart did to you!"

Kelly's actions ensured that it was simply a matter of time before what she had suggested came to pass, the pressure started to rapidly build 'down there' in no time at all. Before long, her wishes came to fruition, as I could hold back no longer, as my spunk simply shot out of the end of my cock, at a rate, amount and intensity that I hadn't simply believed possible, let alone ever have felt before! Leaving quite a mess on Kelly's bedroom floor! However, she didn't make too much of a fuss about this, simply fetching a cloth in order to clean it up.

However, any thoughts I might have had that this would mark the end of today's proceedings would soon be dispelled right there and then. Kelly stood in front of me, announcing "it's time for us to move things onto my bed!" She was planning to 'cross the line!'

"For once I have you tied to that, I'm going to shag you into the middle of next week!" Upon the look of sheer shock, and horror upon my face, she continued, as if to explain herself. "Now I'm fully aware that we should do NO such thing, as we are brother and sister, but just who apart yourself and I is going to know about it, I've no plans to broadcast the event myself, and I doubt that you have? And think about it, the main reason why such an act is illegal in the first instance is to prevent any interbreeding, something that is well 'out of order,' but as I'm on the pill and will make sure that no unwanted pregnancy occurs, just where is the harm here?"

You're all aware of the sort of situation that you know is utterly wrong, but someone offers an explanation of just why they are proceeding thus, that almost justifies their actions, making them virtually appear to be reasonable? Well, that is just what was happening here, my sister had stoked my sexual desires up SO much, that by now I wanted nothing more than her to shag me, and her statement had appeared to make such an action acceptable! It was going to happen, come what may, because we both wanted it! I dare say that there might be models, actresses or pop stars that are sexier than Kelly, but it is fair to say that she is the most gorgeous female that I know personally, after all!

After fetching a pair of what appeared to be some sort of gloves from her lingerie store, Kelly undid the tie around my head, removing her panties from my mouth, an action that I wasn't entirely certain that I welcomed or not, but she needed the belt. She also undid the one holding my wrists together, however my legs were still bound together so I was still subject to her bondage to a degree and anyway I was in no mood to attempt to escape from her. Thes gloves took the form of nylon mittens, the finger 'section' not individual in any way, in effect binding them, with the same type of nylon that currently covered my legs. Soon both of my hands were thus enclosed. Now Kelly used her belts to loop and tie off my wrists, and I soon discovered that the gloves featured to small tie at the finger end, a tie that Kelly tied to the length of belt that extended outwards and was clearly intended to be secured to her upper bedposts. Preventing, to a total degree my use of my hands in any escape attempt. I was effectively hers again, even though at this stage my arms were completely free to move independently, not being bound to each other anymore.

So, my sister felt it safe to undo the bonds holding my legs together, and therefore she did. To loop and tie my ankles separately, again with her obvious intention to use the remainder of each to secure my pins to the posts of her lower bedframe. Thus, I was ready for her to tie me to her bed. As demonstrated by her short, sharp command of, "ON THE BED! NOW!"

I obeyed immediately, fully delighting in the feel of the satin sheet that she'd covered in it, laying centrally, and placing my head upon the single central pillow that Kelly had put upon it. Spreading myself out, so that my limbs were as close to the relevant bedpost as they could be, without any prompt from my sister, that no doubt would have been forthcoming, if I hadn't already done so.

Kelly was very quickly standing close to where my left hand lay, like I say close to the right-hand outer bedpost of the solid and secure upper bedframe. It wasn't long before my arm went taught, as Kelly utilised the length of tie flowing from my wrist to secure the said limb to the said post. And it was immediately clear that she knew exactly what she was doing, this was a bond that whilst totally safe, being not too tight for instance and in no danger to my blood circulation, was absolutely secure and inescapable.

Perhaps it needs to be outlined that Kelly possessed previous experience when it came to the matter of tying males to her bed. For it was precisely when she was indulging in the art before, tying a previous boyfriend to her furniture, when she had been interrupted by our late mother, the actual incident that led to her moving out of the family home. As well as the end of that particular relationship, of course!

Now that's all very interesting, but back to the present time, Kelly transversed around her bed, stopping at each corner to tie my limb there to her furniture. By the time she'd reached my right arm, she'd already imprisoned both of my legs, so by securing that second arm she'd finished the whole process. My capture was complete. I WAS UNQUESTIONABLY HERS!

And it was crystal clear, as my sister stood back admiring her handiwork that this was something that she was fully aware of, as Kelly deftly removed her bra, exposing her beautiful breasts. With nipples that simply 'stood out' within the state of sexual excitement that had complete grip of her whole form by now, as she simply sparked with anticipation. She noticed my looking at them intently and commented, "oh yes brother, I'll have you chewing upon these shortly, don't you worry about that. In addition to all the other activities that I'm about to put you through!" And what could I do to prevent her, if I'd actually wanted to? Absolutely nothing, I was firmly tied to her bed now, almost completely immobile, with leaving it without outside assistance unable to me now. I totally belonged to it, and as it was owned by my sexy sister, so by default, was I. She could now do anything she wanted to me, and I was utterly powerless to stop her in any way.

With a very satisfied smile upon her wonderful face Kelly climbed onto the bed, reached into my mouth, and did something which I hadn't myself yet, despite the removal of the tie that had held them in there, took out her soiled panties, now totally dripping wet with my saliva. "I had to do that, as I want to do THIS!" With that her lips engaged mine with a kiss, the intensity of which I hadn't come close to ever tasting before. And as she locked me into it, I closed my eyes, therefore the act of her hand disappearing underneath the pillow went completely unobserved by myself.

To in order to withdraw an item that ensured that my eyes were effectively closed from now on, that I would be able to see absolutely nothing. A satin blindfold.

Which Kelly placed into its correct position over my eyes as she subjected me to that kiss, and I had begun to wonder if it would ever end by the way, so that when I opened them it became pointless, all I could now see was the inside of her blindfold, one of those proper ones incidentally that allow no light to penetrate, plunging my world into total darkness.

There was another 'side effect' however, one that allowed my imagination to continue to justify this illegal incest to an even larger degree. By not being able to see Kelly now, my mind could fool itself that it was not her who had captured me, no, I could now believe that I had fallen into the complete carnal captivity of some 'mysterious woman,' that I was now inescapably tied to the bed of an unknown female adversary!

One who knew her business. Let's put it this way, Kelly, ops I am sorry, I mean my unseen Mistress, possessed the sexual skills that matched, no possibly exceeded, her levels of outstanding beauty. When it came to the 'pleasure of the flesh' we are talking about a real 'sexpert' here, as I was soon to discover, to my absolute delight, naturally.

The first time when my 'Mistress' slid her, soaking wet pussy over my rampant cock is a memory that I shall treasure until my dying day. It felt so right, convincing me that my organ had truly found its natural 'home,' all doubts about the morality of just what activity my sister and I were just about to partake in utterly dispensed with! Having absorbed my entire length, Kelly held herself there for a few seconds, again re-enforcing the emotion present that this action was SO real! And then, slowly at first, she began the 'motions of sex!'

However, she soon accelerated her thrusts until she was really pushing me into the satin surface of her bed, in such a manner that was SO exciting. And now it emerged that earlier time when Kelly had made me cum, standing in front of her bedroom mirror had been for a purpose after all. For they always claim that the first male orgasm of any prolonged sex session occurs far too quickly, and that, of course, had been the said first occurrence. So, it was done and dusted, meaning that Kelly could, and therefore naturally did, make this shag last. And with her consummate skill level, she was able to judge matters to perfection, ensuring that our climaxes arrived almost simultaneously!

I was completely unprepared for the utter joy, the feeling of utter exhilaration, that accompanied that first time that Kelly bought me to sheer ecstasy then, but, of course, nobody had ever subjected me to quite an outstanding and exciting shag as she had done. As my balls transferred my spunk to my penis for the process of ejaculation, my entire body, bound as it was, began to shake uncontrollably, and my seed shot into my sister with a level of intensity that I hadn't believed was at all possible, let alone having ever had 'sexperienced' before!

With an appropriate vocal accompaniment of course, but believe me, my cries of ecstasy were totally eclipsed by the almost primeval screams emitted by my companion, as her body froze, her own orgasm having struck, like I say, with almost perfect timing! Yes, it took a good few seconds for both of us to calm down from that one!

When we had done so to be able to think rationally once more, Kelly attacked my lips with her own, subjecting me to a right good 'snog' for the second time that day. But, of course, we now faced the normal problem of the male within the equation having to 'recharge.' Yes, with Kelly having sucked out all of my seed, my cock had gone completely limp for the moment. So, just how would Kelly respond? Did she possess any thought as to how to keep the situation from totally deflating, even if only on a temporary basis, as we were both fully aware? After all, with me tied to the bed, it was surely up to her to keep things moving.

Well, to nobody's surprise, this was a challenge that she was completely able to meet, to embrace in fact. Remember that earlier promise to me that she would introduce the nipples of her gorgeous tits into the equation? She judged this to be the perfect time in which to fulfil such a pledge. Kelly gently placed the left-hand one into my mouth, accompanying this action with a soft, "chew on that, please."

I did with complete relish, discovering that my sister's breast was firm and utterly delicious! She kept me at it for quite some time, before she withdrew that tit from my oral region, only to replace it with the other one. By now things were 'coming to life' down there again.

To give Kelly her due, she displayed some remarkable patience her, waiting until I was fully hard again, before plunging us both into round two! And when she did so it was with her customary levels of skill and overall sexual competence,

Meaning that yet again a good time was had by all! Make no mistake about that, as for the second occasion my gorgeous sister took us both back to heaven, and with some style too! Possibly inflicting an even higher dose of ecstasy, if that was actually achievable! BLOODY HELL!

Kelly still hadn't finished with me, introducing me to the joy of cunnilingus during the next period whilst I was 'recharging' this time. I had never indulged within the art before, Esther for example describing the process as 'depraved,' but is there any other lady's pussy that tastes as sweet and wonderful as that belonging to my sexy sister? I seriously doubt it, but if one does exist, I sure want to sample it!

Kelly was the one doing the vast majority of the physical stuff here, and eventually her strength began to fail, but being young and totally fit, in every sense of the word, it was well over an hour of purely raw sex before that unfortunate state occurred. A period of time that live with me for the rest of my days upon this earth! However, it did arrive finally, when Kelly ceased. Releasing my body form its bondage to her bed, and after a quick visit to the bathroom, it was back to her bed. To sleep now, something that happened almost immediately for the totally spent her. I wasn't quite so exhausted so for a while I simply lay there, just gazing at her beautiful form, before sleep claimed me too.

If Kelly had the first one of us to enter the condition of slumber, so she proved to leave it first also. In fact, by the time I did so myself, my sister had already tied both of my arms and one of my legs to her bedposts, and was currently imprisoning the second of my, still nylon coated, pins to her furniture. Thus, I was back in her captivity, and having fastened my second leg, she removed my power of sight again by replacing the blindfold. So, for the second time that day she inflicted her awesome sexuality upon the utterly helpless me. Not that I didn't enjoy it at all, you understand!

This time when she finally finished, we were both utterly spent, and I removed the temptation for further carnal activity by resting in my own bed and room afterwards. But, WOW, what a sex session she had treated is both to? Let's put it this way, I was still feeling so ecstatic that it barely registered that Mr Verstappen was able to convert that Pole Position into a Grand Prix victory during the following morning's race. Normally that would have really pissed me off!

Although what we had done was highly illegal as well as being totally immoral, with Kelly being 'on the pill' no consequences resulted, and as asked before, who else knew of our illicit liaison? That's right, nobody at all, and we've both been very careful to keep it that way!

Which is just as well, for this was far from the last time we ended up in Kelly's bed, with the suspender clad me being tied to it as she ravishes me. Although since then we have invested in four set of leather cuffs, which she now employs to enslave my body. Complete with little padlocks to lock the buckles shut, possibly unnecessary I know as I very much doubt that I could undo them anyway, but it just re-enforces the feelings of capture and utterly belonging to her.

Because nothing turns Kelly on than having a male hopeless in her hands, she adores the sensation of sexually owning a slave, doing just what she wants, how she wants and for as long as she wants, with him utterly unable to stop her. However, something that I'm fully conscious of, she has no intentions of inflicting any harm to me at all, she had boundaries which she fully respects.

As for me, I've discovered that nothing excites me more than being the utterly powerless prisoner of a sexy female, and as far as I know there is nobody who answers that precise description better than Kelly. And so, I have found, that there is nothing in this life that I prefer than being,

MY SULTRY SISTER'S SEX SLUT.