Blackmail! #1 - My Girlfriend's Busty Sister


[blackmail sex, reluctant sex, girlfriend's sister erotica, anal sex, tit sex, domination and submission, humiliation, sex for money, prostitution, interracial sex]

Joe's girlfriend Tara is a sweet and sophisticated girl, but her busty sister Courtney is the subject of his sweatiest fantasies. When Courtney steals $2,000 from her grandmother, she begs Joe to hide it. He will, but if she wants the money back, she's going to have to submit to his every lewd desire. Nothing like a little blackmail to bring people together!


      "Shut up!" she hissed. Her eyes snapped open. "Give me the money!"
      "I don't have it with me."
      "Then GET IT." She looked at me with white fury.
      I tossed the dishrag on the counter. "No problem. But I want something in return." Courtney brought a hand to her left breast, almost unconsciously. "I gave you..." she started.
      "And now I need you to give me a little more."
      Her frown became a dark mask. "You..."
      "Sex maniac, I know."
      She shook her head quickly, purposely crossing her arms over the obvious gap in her shirt. "I'll just wait till you have to go to work and find it when you're gone."
      "That would be a very cunning plan. If the money were still here."
      Her face fell. "You're lying."
      I shook my head. "When we got back I put it in the bank. I figured I wouldn't risk Tara finding it or somebody stealing it from me."
      "Smart," said Courtney. She lowered her arms until she was holding her forearms to her waist. "You think you're so fucking smart."
      I didn't say anything. I just smiled, triumphant.
      "Whatever you want," Courtney said, grasping her thin belt between her fingers and pulling it loose from her waist. "Whatever you make me give you," she went on, dropping the belt on the floor and reaching under her shirt. My breath caught in my throat as she pulled her blouse over her shoulders and stretched it over her arms. Her jet black hair slipped from the loosened neck. The black bra that clutched possessively to her chest was nearly the exact shade of her hair. She reached behind herself, her elbows sticking out and then springing back around as she effortlessly unhooked the snap and slipped the straps over her mocha shoulders. "I'll tell Tara," she said. She wrinkled her nose as she shrugged the bra off her breasts. It dropped carelessly to the kitchen floor.
      The bra lay at her feet. Her fists were balled at her hips. She squared her shoulders and leaned back, her chocolate areolas tilted up to the window and her beautiful abdomen bare from the waist up. "You want me to suck you?" she intoned, arching an eyebrow. "You want to fuck these tits again?"
      I smiled.
      She sneered. "Sure you do. I'll tell Tara everything. I'll tell her everything. I don't care if you do give me the money."
      "Oh you'll get the money," I said.
      "What do you want me to do?"
      "Take off the skirt."

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