My Sexy Older Sister
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Having spent the night together, Jake and Elena woke slowly with sibling teasing leading to a play fight. Elena was wearing underwear and a short black negligee, but her brother was naked, and she loved how his erect cock bounced as they struggled for supremacy. She knew he was letting her win, but she still loved sitting on her brother, using her full weight to hold him in a tight schoolgirl pin.
They had played like this, but innocently when they were younger. Back then, Elena could really trap her brother, and she could remember sitting on him with a cruel smile on her face as his slim body struggled hopelessly beneath her. Now that she was a grown woman, she could indulge so much more. Jake no longer tried to escape, and seemed content to languish, snuggled down deep in his sister’s wrestling hold. He was even kissing his captor’s thighs.
Elena’s blonde hair dropped down as she looked at him, “You know you used to try to escape,” she smiled.
“And how did that work out for me?” he asked.
“Not great.”
Elena eased forward until her black silk underwear was resting on her brother’s mouth, her body kneading against his, “I never did this when we were younger,” she smiled shyly.
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An hour later and they were still in bed, with Elena giving her brother a full body massaged. She hadn’t tired of sitting on him and was resting her full weight on his chest as she played with his balls.
“What are you doing, El?” Jake asked, pushing his giggling sister to one side and sitting up to find that his testicles were now encircled by a large gold padlock.
“Just claiming what’s mine,” Elena replied sweetly as she arched her back and stretched out innocently on the bed.
Jake’s attention returned to his locked-up testicles. He had felt her cup his balls, but he had no idea that her fingers were squeezing shut a high-security combination lock. His cock was now embarrassingly erect as he tried to pull his scrunched-up balls out of the small shackle.
Elena had always fantasised about laying claim to a man’s genitals and her increasingly intimate relationship with her gorgeous brother was the perfect opportunity to try, “Do you like it?” she asked hopefully.
“Do you know the number?” he asked as he eased his balls away from the heavy padlock and gingerly turned the first of six dials.
“I’m the only person in the world who does…”
Jake felt his cock harden as he watched his sister. Her beautiful lingerie-clad body looked so sexual yet so innocent with her legs open and her hips thrusting gently forward.
“Guess I’ll have to keep you close.”
Elena melted as her naked brother straddled her prone body and pinned her hands to the bed. She cried out as his fingers ran over her taut stomach, his touch sending thrills of excitement through her negligee-clad body.
She smiled as her brother’s padlocked balls dangled comically above her, “Works better than Viagra!” she giggled as she stole a look and reached out to stroke her brother’s erect cock.
The padlock pulled at his balls and felt strangely claustrophobic, yet it only seemed to heighten the feel of her fingers. He brushed his lips against his sister’s cheek and then briefly touched her open lips.
“What if you forget the number?” he asked, a reasonable question given the dreamy, faraway look in his sister’s big blue eyes.
“Then you’ll have to spend the rest of the year turning the dials.”
Jake could feel his erect cock pushing up between his sister’s legs and he rolled away from her to relieve the pressure. Elena rolled over on to her front to reveal the round butt that was threatening to break free from her tight black silk panties, “Kiss my ass…” she whispered, “It’ll help my memory.”
Jake buried his face between his sister’s cheeks, “Fuck, I can make you do anything,” Elena moaned to herself.
Why did her brother’s face feel so good between her cheeks? She rolled over, half sitting on his head as she hurriedly pulled off her underwear.
Two weeks ago, she wouldn’t have let her brother even see her underwear. Okay, maybe a deliberate fleeting glimpse as she walked from the bathroom to her bedroom, but nothing more. She would then lock herself in her room and daydream about him and how his touch might feel.
Things had changed so quickly. Now it felt right to have him between her legs, blatantly sexual, but also caring in a sisterly way. No harm could come to him while he was kissing her clit. Now when she slid down her pants, she knew he would worship her feet, teasing her playfully until he reached her vagina. Her brother’s natural devotion to her was now amplified by an enormous lock on his balls.
She climaxed and clenched her thighs tightly around his neck, rubbing her scent against him as she came down from her high. Jake didn’t protest, he never did.
She slipped away and quickly pulled her underwear back between her legs as Jake’s attention returned to his balls that looked ridiculous, clinched beneath his seemingly huge cock.
“That’s so cute,” she giggled, seizing the lock, “I can lead you around by the balls, or lock you to my bed.”
She pulled the lock up slightly, drawing her brother on to tiptoes and then she crouched down on to her athletic haunches, catching his erect cock in her mouth as she dropped.
“No, El,” he protested, but his sister’s lips would not release him and within seconds he had climaxed.
Elena stood up but continued to hold the padlock as she looked around for something to chain her brother’s balls to, but with nothing obvious, she led him by the balls as she walked to the kitchen.
“Mmm,” she moaned in delight as Jake wrapped his arms around her and kissed her neck. His hands then moved to her breasts as he pushed her body against her.
“Oh fuck, that’s nice,” she moaned, flicking her head back and covering Jake with blonde hair.
He crouched down behind her and ran his lips around her high cut lace pants. Having his sister in control of his balls was maddingly frustrating, but at least it gave him another reason to worship her.
“What’s the number?” he moaned, his face buried into his sister’s butt.
“You won’t find it in my pants,” she breathed, “but fuck that feels nice…”
Jake turned the tight silk inside out and grabbed her cheeks and squeezed. His sister’s butt seemed to live in figure-hugging jeans, and this might be his only chance to worship it before it was wrapped up for the day.
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It was the day of their cousin’s wedding and Elena had dressed in a lacy blue dress that managed to be both respectable and erotic. It was suggestive around her breasts, tight around her narrow waist and hips and ended in intricate lace lattice above the knee.
Jake had dressed in a dark suit and white shirt that showed off his physique. Elena loved her brother in a suit, even more so now that they shared a sexual intimacy, and she insisted on tying his tie.
“Maybe I should padlock you for the wedding?” she breathed in his ear, while overtightening the silk around his neck, “Our secret?”
“With your lock swinging between my legs I can barely walk, let alone dance,” he replied as he forcefully backed his sister against the wall, making her jump with aroused excitement.
“I’ve written the combination number on my thigh,” Elena trembled, teasingly dodging her brother’s lips, “You’ll just have to take a look.”
She kissed her brother’s lips, twisted on her heels and pushed him against the wall. Aroused like hell, she unbuckled his belt and stripped off her brother’s trousers. She watched his dreamy brown eyes as she grabbed his balls and squeezed.
Jake stood motionless, gazing into his sister’s blue eyes as she slid the padlock into place. He felt it getting tighter and tighter until it clicked.
Elena moaned in pleasure as she soaked in the sexual energy between them. She could almost feel the ink on her soft skin. Six small numbers, written in pen on her inner thigh just below her panty line, “You know what you have to do.”
Jake dropped to his knees and stooped his head as he tried to look up between his sister’s legs.
“No way,” she giggled as she skipped away.
Jake followed her, pinning her against another wall as they kissed. Again she ran off, this time to the sofa, where she sat with her long toned legs resolutely crossed. She trembled as her brother pushed his hands inside her tight dress and tried in vain to separate her legs.
“You know the numbers will wash off tonight when I shower,” Elena smiled as she unzipped her brother’s fly, grabbed the padlock and pulled him down on the sofa with her.
“I’m not a dog with a lead…” Jake tried to protest until his sister grip on his cock became too nice and he collapsed back under her spell.
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Jake spent the wedding ceremony sitting next to his sister with a constant erection that she had discreetly touched during the vows. She hitched up her blue lace dress before sitting down and had discretely placed her brother’s hand against her exposed thigh.
Jake let go of his order of service and discretely knelt down to retrieve it. He ducked his head down as if searching under the pew as he peered surreptitiously between his sister’s thighs. Fuck, her legs had been open with his hand inside a moment before but were now frustrating closed.
“How the hell can I see it?” he whispered frustratedly.
Elena smiled as she focused on the service, her legs reopening as far as the dress would allow. She heard her brother’s order of service fall to the floor again and this time she crossed her toned thighs just as Jake hit the floor. She was now almost in fits of giggles.
At the reception, Jake sat quietly as he watched his sister dance. He knew he couldn’t join her on the dancefloor as the heavy swinging padlock could rip him apart. Elena seemed to have no such restrictions and despite the tight blue lacy dress, she seemed to dance as freely as if she was naked. Jake was mesmerised.
“You look weighed down,” Elena giggled as she playfully sat down on her brother’s lap. Her wide smiling lips opened further as she felt him beneath her, “Wow!” she whispered, “Want me to unlock you? Only catch is that you have to sign away your freedom to me.”
“No, I’m good.” Jake smiled, quickly withdrawing his hand that had subconsciously ventured up his sister’s leg. He wanted to hug her, and if he couldn’t do that, he wanted to be held by her padlock.
“Okay darling!” she whispered, rolling her hips like a gymnast as she glided to her feet.
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It was gone midnight when Jake helped his intoxicated sister into the back of the Uber. Finally free of the intrusive relatives, she snuggled up to him and buried her head against his chest.
“I loved that I owned you all night,” she mouthed with an inadvertent hiccup.
“Is the number really on your thigh?”
She eased up the hem of her dress and opened her legs as far as the tiny dress would allow. She placed her brother’s hand between her legs and let him briefly touch the spot where she had written the code.
“How was I ever going to see that?” Jake panted, his erection aching again.
“You’ll see it soon enough…” she moaned into his chest as her brother’s fingers played with her labia, “…your turn to own me now.”
By the time they arrived home, Elena was almost asleep, and Jake had to carry his sister to her bedroom where she flopped fully dressed on to her bed. Jake pulled back her hair and gazed at her sleeping eyes. He unzipped his sister’s dress and very slowly, eased the tight silk and lace from her curves.
Naked, other than for matching black bra and pants, his sister looked innocent and vulnerable, her tanned sun resting peacefully on the white sheets. He lifted her top leg and glanced briefly at his sister’s neat writing, six numbers that were almost obscured by the folds of her body.
He quickly let her leg drop back to hide the numbers. Without looking at the numbers, he closed his eyes, licked her inner thigh and kissed. When he looked again, the numbers had been replaced by an unreadable smear of ink.
“Lock me up,” she Elena whispered through half-closed eyes.
She was stretched out on her back, breathing deeply, and didn’t seem to notice as her brother pushed a chain beneath her and padlocked it around her slim waist. He then brought the glistening chain up between her legs, pulled it tightly between her cheeks and locked it back on to the chain that circled her waist.
“Tighter…” she breathed.
Jake looked up in surprise, he had assumed she was asleep. He pulled the chain until it pressed hard against his sister’s body, forcing her lingerie between the lips of her vagina.
“Are you sure,” he asked, “once I take the key…”
A shiver of energy twitched through her body as her brother locked the spare end of the heavy silver chain to her metal bedframe, smiling at the prospect of losing her freedom.
The tight chains were already leaving an imprint on his sister’s body and Jake tried to locked chains away from her body.
“Stay with me,” Elena murmured.
With his shirt partly unbuttoned, Jake stood teasingly out of her reach. A little annoyed that he hadn’t obeyed her, Elena opened her eyes and rolled up from the bed only to be tugged back as the chain pulled sensuously between her legs. She stopped with a moan and reached down between her legs with a trembling grin on her face.
Lightheaded from the champagne, she then hopped from foot to foot trying to escape the chain that encircled her narrow waist. She then tugged pointlessly at the padlocks and looked up in frustration at her younger brother, “Come here!” she half giggled half cried as she tried to reach him.
“On your knees,” Jake replied. Amazingly his headstrong sister obeyed.
He slowly undressed and stood in front of the kneeling woman with the lock dangling beneath his penis. He stepped forward and lovingly stroked his sister’s soft hair as she sucked on his cock.
“Wow, I might leave you chained forever,” he whispered, returning her to her bed and lying down on top of her.
“What would it be like?” she breathed, hungrily pushing up against her brother’s body.
Jake avoided the inevitable question by kissing his sister’s lips, “Still want to spend the night in chains?” he asked, “I feel as if I’ve put the dancer away for the night.”
“You’re padlocked too,” she murmured, “Too modest to look inside your sister’s dress?”
“Think I rubbed them out with my kisses.”
“Then you’re fucked,” she trembled as she reached for a padlock that was hanging from her ornate bedhead, “Let’s lock ourselves together…”
Both brother and sister were breathing quickly as Elena carefully eased the padlock through both the lock on Jake’s balls and a link of her crotch chain. She clicked it shut and threw the keys across the room.
“Oh my god, we are locked like this for the night,” Elena moaned.
Their bodies were pinned tightly together with Jake’s cock pushing up between his sister’s legs where the chain pushed against her moisture soaked panties.
“Oh fuck, this is too nice,” he moaned, trying to pull his cock back out from between his sister’s legs so that they could make love.
Again, Jake tried to lift up to position himself, but Elena had locked his balls so deeply between her legs that they permanently touching. He pushed his erect cock as far forward as he could but still couldn’t get passed the crotch chain that was rubbing against his sister’s vagina.
With penetration impossible, they continued to kiss until Jake climaxed, followed shortly after by his sister. They lay together enjoying their closeness and longingly thinking about what the heat of the moment had almost made them do.
“Looks like we accidentally put ourselves in chastity,” Jake panted.
“Mmm… we’re locked to the bed and keys are way over there.” Elena swiped back her tangled hair and looked past her gorgeous brother whose balls were now permanently attached between her legs, “Which means we’re locked together until I tell you the combination for the padlock.
“And when will that be?”
Jake ran his hands along the chains that encircled his sister’s body, thankful that after a night of dancing her hips were now still. As always, she could read his mind and gently thrust her hips to the side, tugging gently on his balls.
“One flick of your sister’s hips and you’re… in pain,” she smiled, “You’d better wrap me tightly in your arms.”
Jake was quick to obey with one hand pinning his sister’s butt against his body. His erect cock was still frustratingly pinned between her thighs, and her writhing body and aroused scent forced him to climax again.
Gorgeously trapped between her brother, Elena closed her eyes and gently pushed against him, slowly bringing herself to orgasm. It felt wonderful to know that her brother couldn’t leave her, and she would be lying in his arms when she awoke.
She ran her fingers along the chain. Her narrow waist and curvy hips would be working the chain all night. She then reached further, partly to arouse herself, but also to make sure that the combination to Jake’s padlock was gone for good. Maybe if she thought of random numbers, she could forget the combination for good.
Feeling completely loved and safe, she buried her face against her brother and fell asleep.
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Jake was sitting on the sofa, still processing the events from the night before, when his sister slinked into the room. She was dressed in a pale pink bra and panties with her brushed blonde hair hanging provocatively down around her face. Her hands were handcuffed behind her back, with a chain attached to her handcuffs that ran up between her legs, with the end clenched between her teeth.
Jake stood up, brushed back her hair and took the chain from his sister’s mouth.
“As I stole your balls… and locked them between my legs,” Elena trembled, already feeling vulnerable, “I thought I’d give you this.”
Jake adjusted his cock that was caught up inside his boxer shorts, and smiled as he pulled the chain upwards, its shiny links burying themselves into the front of his sister’s pants. He pulled further, making his sister cry out in excitement as her handcuffed hands pulled more tightly against her butt.
Elena let out an excitable nervous giggle.
“I was just going to shower,” he whispered, pulling the chain tighter.
“Can I watch?”
Jake led his sister to the bathroom and locked the door behind them. Keeping hold of the chain, he unbuttoned and removed his white cotton shirt, blue jeans and boxer shorts and placed them on the hooks that ran down one side of the room. He then positioned his sister against the wall, pulled the chain tight and hooked it over the same hook that held his boxers.
“You can wait here,” he breathed, kissing his sister on the lips.
“What? Can’t I shower with you?”
“You can watch.”
Elena looked on petulantly as her naked brother stepped under the hot running water. She so wanted to join him, but her attempts to escape from the hook only caused the chain to rub against her clit.
“I feel like a dog,” she pouted, standing on tiptoes in an attempt to free herself.
Elena turned back to the wall and pressed her face against his brother’s black underwear, the warm silk feeling gorgeous against her skin. She moaned gently to herself as she rocked back and forth against the steel links. She wanted to touch herself, but the tight chain infuriatingly pinned her hands against her own butt. She playfully slapped herself in frustration as she massaged her cheeks.
Jake turned off the water and ran a large white towel through his dark hair and continued to dry himself in full view of his helpless sister.
“I can’t believe you hooked me up like one of your possessions!” Elena smiled, loving her predicament, but with an edge of frustration that her younger brother had imprisoned her on a hook in their family bathroom.
Jake pressed his body against her and ran his hand down inside her pants, “You’re just sorry you can’t touch yourself,” he breathed as he eased the chain to one side and ran his fingers against her vagina.
Trembling with excitement she backed up against the tiled wall.
“Nowhere to go,” he breathed as he kissed her.
“When I get out of these cuffs…” Elena moaned dreamily.
“What, the cuffs you locked on yourself?”
“Yes!” she cried, desperately wanting to touch her brother’s glistening body.
Jake watched her beautiful eyes dilate and lose focus as she climaxed and then stood unsteadily, hanging from the chain. She slowly opened her dazed eyes, a big grin on her lips as her body twisted, almost dance like, as she tried to escape her self-inflicted cuffs.
“I’m not releasing you from those cuffs until you’re clean,” Jake smiled, unhooking his sister and leading her by her chain back into the shower.
Elena giggled with excitement, delighted to be taken into the shower by her brother. She watched the glass shower screen close, enclosing them in the small steam-filled interior which felt wonderfully close as Jake’s toned body pushed against her.
Suddenly, Jake dropped to his knees and started to massage and wash his sister’s legs. Elena stood helplessly in her cuffs as he removed her sodden panties and worked his soap cover fingers between her legs. His touch seemed amazingly compared to the force of the gushing water and Elena didn’t want it to end. Leaning against the tiled wall, she threw one leg over her brother’s shoulder and wrapped her thigh around his neck.
She smiled as Jake’s lips immediately started to play with her vagina. She had always been able to control him with her body; whether she sat on him, pinned him between her legs he seemed unable to resist or fight back. She had once taped his neck to her thigh while she worked, her bewildered little brother had just sat patiently on the floor between her open legs.
It had been a gorgeous shower and it was now equally gorgeous as Jake placed her back on the hook and slowly towelled her dry, his slow progress intermingled with kisses. Her brother seemed intent on doing anything for her, except unlocking the cuffs.
Elena followed dutifully as her brother led her back to the lounge and padlocked the end of her chain to the sofa. Still unable to stop smiling, Elena dropped to her knees and nestled her face into her brother’s boxer shorts.
“So nice,” Jake breathed as he pulled down his underwear and lay back on the sofa, “I may have to keep you handcuffed forever.” He climaxed almost immediately and lay with flickering eyes still exhausted from the night before.
“Go to sleep,” Elena whispered.
Jake wanted to sleep but was blinking against the bright sunlight streaming in through the large glass windows.
“Let me unlock you first…” he croaked.
“No need…”
Jake looked confused as his naked sister stood up and carefully knelt down astride him on the sofa. Gently, but insistently, Elena sat back down until her bare bottom was resting on her brother’s face, her cheeks blocking out all light.
“Shush,” she whispered, “Go to sleep.”
Again, Jake couldn’t resist his sister’s body and within minutes fell asleep. Elena shifted her position a little but stayed sitting on her brother until he was trapped in a deep sleep. She then climbed off the sofa and curled up on the nearby rug and waited for her master to awake.
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Jake awoke a few hours later to see his naked sister kneeling attentively on the floor.
“Oh god, you’re still locked up!” he jumped up only to realise that his cock was still hanging out. He bashfully redressed before grabbing the handcuff keys from her room.
“Thank you,” she smiled disappointedly as her steel bracelets unlocked.
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Elena returned wearing a short white bathrobe. She took her brother’s hand and led him down the narrow stair to the basement. They used to play cops and robbers down in the basement and the sound of Elena locking and unlocking the door to the small enclosed space was all too familiar.
Jake watched as his erstwhile jailer pulled open a box of her old clothes and pulled out a short red tartan miniskirt.
“I want to tell you a secret,” she called as she threw the worn garment to her brother.
Jake smiled, he had loved his sister in this skirt and holding it to his face brought back more memories.
“Check the lining at the back,” she whispered coyly.
Jake removed the soft fabric from his face and felt around inside the girl’s clothing until he found a key.
“The key to your bike lock!” Jake exclaimed, staring at his sister, “you told everyone you’d lost it!”
Elena flicked back her hair with only the trace of self-consciousness.
When sixteen, Jake had once spent a whole weekend with his sister’s red cable bike lock stuck around his neck. It was still vivid in his mind. A neighbour had finally hacksawed it off, but not before most of the neighbourhood had seen his predicament. And now he knew that Elena had had the key all the time. He smelt the soft material again and stared at his dominant older sister, the beautiful girl who had shaped so much of his life.
“Watching you try to get that lock off your neck,” Elena paused, pushing back her hair, “gave me a funny feeling.”
“Funny sexual?”
Elena nodded shyly, “I remember sitting alone in my bed…” she smiled as she thought back, “… wishing the lock would also stretch around my thighs.”
Jake found himself trembling. While he had been teased by his friends, he had strangely enjoyed the feeling of being controlled by his sister, branded like her slave. Together they had searched for the key, but Jake had spent most of the weekend secretly glancing at his older sister’s long bare legs.
“I sat on your bed comforting you… with the key between my legs,” Elena confessed.
“I should have searched you.”
“Yes…” Elena smiled coyly. “Want me to try it on for you?”
She slipped off her silk dressing gown and slowly squeezed back into the short skirt and paired it with an old white crop top which made for an outfit that looked even tartier against her slightly fuller figure.
“You used to pin me down while wearing that,” Jake trembled, the past seeming inappropriate by today’s standards.
“At least I had pants on then…”
“And now?”
“Lie down,” Elena breathed nervously.
Elena knelt down on his chest, before slipping into a schoolgirl pin around his neck, this time with the short skirt pulled up and her brother nestled deep into her bare crotch.
“Are you going to wear this skirt and lock me in the basement again,” he mumbled.
“Almost certainly…” she moaned, sinking heavily on to her brother’s face.
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That evening, Jake was sitting in the lounge when Elena returned wearing a pale blue silk nightdress which plunged down between her breasts. He smiled and reached his hand up her leg to reveal matching panties.
“Come to bed?” his sister smiled seductively, “I think it’s time.”
The thought excited Jake to the point that it had kept him awake at night, but there was still a huge a taboo around making love to his sister. It was painful as he wanted her more than he had wanted any other woman, her warm perfume covered body inching closer and closer, her hands pulling his face in against her body.
Lost in thought, he was too slow to stop his sister snapping hinged handcuffs around his wrists. She looked at him determinedly as she ratcheted them even more closely around his trembling wrists.
“Come to bed…” Elena breathed, her nightdress flicking up to give her brother a glimpse of what was on offer.
“Can we?” he asked hopefully.
“Yes darling,” she stroked back his dark hair, “and anyway, I’m not unlocking your handcuffs until you do.” She gave him her teasing smile, the one she had given him before exerting her power so many times before.
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