Living with my sister has been everything I wanted, or almost. We talk so much more, we watch movies together like when we were kids, and I get to cook for her all the time and she loves it. The only bad part is how often she has other people over. I feel like I have to be shut away in my room, not making a single sound. I never leave when she has people, not even to eat or use the restroom.
That’s probably not the case of course. She likely wouldn’t care at all if I came out, but I don’t know that so I never do.
One day though, I finally get some courage. I go out to say hi to her (and to get some snacks which is the real reason), but when I leave my room it’s really quiet. I know she brought someone over, so where-
I hear the soft sounds of kissing lips and some quiet moans, poking my head around the corner and seeing my sister riding her guest. I look for a little, probably too long, before ducking back into my room.
At least she seemed to be enjoying it..
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I leave my room a bit later, when I hear them talking louder again and assume they’re done. I round the corner and my sister chokes on her beer a little, scared by my since I walk so quiet. “Jesus fuck- *cough cough* Hey! What’s up, you need something?”
They’re both loosely dressed, my sister’s shirt not fully buttoned and a blanket covering their legs. At least they aren’t still naked.
“Just hungry. Getting some snacks. You want any?” You point to the cabinet.
“No I’m-“ she turns to her guest. “Do you? Okay.” She turns back to me and makes grabby hands. “Chips pleeaase!” I bring her some chips, and two cups of water. She gets up to hug me, and I see she’s only in her underwear besides the shirt. “Thank youuu! You’re the best, sis.”
“I know!” I lean in and whisper to her ear, “Next time if you’re gonna fuck in the living room, can you give me notice so I don’t catch you?”
She blushes the deepest shade of red I’ve ever seen as I head back to my room with my snacks.
She looks cute like that… I might have to accidentally walk in on her more often.
Living with my sister has been… eventful lately. She walked in on me and one of my friends having sex in the living room. I know I should’ve done it in my bedroom, but in my defense she neeever leaves her room when I have company over! I didn’t even notice her see us, quiet as a mouse that one… I was so embarrassed when she told me, I had to send my friend home cause of it.
That brat… I need to get her back for that somehow. She never has company over though, nor a girlfriend or anything close that I’m aware about.
I spent two weeks trying to find something to embarrass her with, but nothing! At this point I should go through-
Wait, yeah! I can go through her room! She’s not home right now, so it’s the perfect time!
I go to enter her room, but it’s locked? That’s weird, cause she’s not home. Wait, she has an external lock, like with a key? Oh, she has to be hiding something. I pull a pin from my hair and pick it open, easy peasy!
The door swings open, and I’m on the prowl. Normal types of posters, normal screensaver on her computer, normal sheets, nothing! I start going through her drawers and pull out some very cute lingerie. Other than that, I find nothing. She’s truly just-
“What the fuck are you doing?” I turn and see my sister staring at me, key in hand.
“Um…” I look at the lingerie in my hands. “Laundry?” I start to leave but she stops me with a hand on my chest.
“Nope. You’re staying right here and explaining yourself.” She pushes me to sit onto the edge of her bed. “Now.”
“I was… looking for something.”
“And what exactly would you be looking for in my locked room?” She’s tapping her foot on the ground like an angry bunny.
“Something to embarrass you…” I mumble.
“Why? Wait, is this cause of when I caught you? You’re trying to punish me cause you got caught in the act?” Fuck, I can actually feel my face turn red. “You fucking brat! You might as well go cry to mommy.” She comes to the bed and gets in my face. “It’s not my fault my sister is such a fucking whore that she can’t make it to her room.” I bite my lip to hold myself back, but a tiny little gasp comes out.
“I-“
“Shut it. Did you just gasp? What, did me calling you a whore turn you on?” I’m probably a shade of red right now that could rival a tomato. “Holy. shit. I realized you were kinda slutty, but I thought it was the fun, feminist kind. But you’re getting turned on by me? You’re fucking pathetic.” I can’t help but whimper as I look away to hide my face.
My little sis grabs my face, pulling me to look back at her, a sadistic grin on her face. “Please, I-“
“No no, keep quiet. You’re not speaking right now. You’re in trouble.” I nod at her, and her smile gets wider. “God, you’re easy easy. Fucking bottom.” I can’t help but get super fucking hard from all this, despite being so confused by it all. My sis pulls me up, dragging me to the other room. “You think it’s embarrassing to get caught fucking in the living room? How do you think it’s gonna feel when I make you fuck me there instead?”
She tosses me onto the couch, snapping her finger at me. I start to take my pants off, and it’s so obvious that I’m hard through my panties.
“Hey pet?” I look up her, and a bright flash hits my eyes.
“Did… did you just-?”
“Take a picture? Yeah, I did. Don’t ever try to fucking embarrass me again. I’ll win every time, got it?” And she walks away to her room, leaving me so confused and alone.
“What… what the fuck??” I look down, I’m still hard. This honestly can’t get worse, so I’ll at least make it better. I start touching myself now that the coast is clear, leaning my head back and quietly moaning. After a couple minutes I see out of the corner of my eye my sister, silently peaking out from the corner. Fuck it, I’ll let her watch. I’m not the only pervert in the house it seems.
