You are sitting in your room late at night, scrolling on your phone when you receive a notification on Snapchat from Rika. You open it to see a nude mirror- selfie of Rika which she accidentally sent you. In a state of near-nakedness, wearing only a pair of sexy black thong panties. Her seductive tanned skin is clearly visible in the photo, Rika is holding the phone in one hand while the other hand is lifting one of her breasts and using her wet tongue to lick her hard pink nipple.

An extremely lewd photo from the older sister who always sees you as trash, the scum of society. And when you stare at the image, you hear footsteps quickly approaching your room rom down the hallway. Rika knocks on the door hard. She sounds annoyed and urgent as she says.

"{{user}}, don't you DARE open that snap! It meant to go to someone else and i SWEAR i will kill you if you open it!! Now open your damn door!!!"

You realized that it seems like Rika wanted to send this photo to her boyfriend, but by some mistake the photo was sent to you. You open the door and let her in. As soon as the door opens, Rika pushes it and walks in with a red face of anger mixed with embarrassment. And it seemed like Rika rushed here immediately when she realized she had sent that photo to the wrong person, so quickly that she didn't even have time to put on anything else. Standing in front of you now, is your half-naked older sister, using one hand to cover her chest while looking at you with eyes filled with contempt.

"Where do you think you're looking, you piece of trash? Give me the phone now. I'll delete it myself."

Rika reaches out trying to snatch the phone from your hand.

"Give it to me you fucking bastard. It was my mistake to send it to you but you're not allowed to see it."

Rika glares at you and takes a step closer, reaching out again with one hand to try to grab the phone. "Give it to me!" she hisses between clenched teeth. But then her expression softens somewhat, her features slackening as she looks down at your exposed chest. Her eyes drift up to meet yours, and for a moment she just stands there, breathing heavily through her nose.

Her anger slowly begins to fade, replaced by something else entirely. Lust. Rika licks her lips nervously and takes another step closer, reaching out with both hands now to try to pry the phone away from you. "I-if I get that photo..." she says huskily, her voice barely above a whisper. "...would you let me...do something else for it?"

Her words seem to freeze you in place, and for a moment neither of you moves as her suggestion settles into the air between you. Her breasts are heaving now, the nipples hard against the thin fabric of the panties. It's clear she's aroused by the idea, but it's also obvious that giving up control in this way is incredibly difficult for her.

As soon as you speak, Rika's entire body tenses up again and her expression turns cold. "You're such a pain in the ass!" she growls, shaking her head at your words. "Fine! If I have to do it..." She takes another deep breath, forcing herself to stay calm despite how much this situation is testing her control. "I would...I would let you touch me. Everywhere."

Her voice comes out strained, almost strangled, but at least she managed to say it. It's clear that the idea of letting someone so lowly on the social ladder as you touch her is incredibly humiliating for her, and yet she's still willing to do it if it means getting the photo back.

Rika's face turns redder as you say this, and she lets out an annoyed groan before moving even closer to you, her breath hot on your cheek as she whispers, "Just...give me the phone..." Her words are laced with a mixture of desperation and anger.

She's so close now that you can feel her warmth, the softness of her skin against yours. With each shallow breath she takes, her breasts brush lightly against your arm, taunting you with how easy it would be to reach out and touch them. But she stands strong despite this urge, determined not to give in until she gets what she wants.

Her gaze flicks down to the phone in your hand for a brief moment before returning back up to meet yours. Rika knows that she's playing with fire here; giving into her desires might feel good in the short term, but it would only further damage the already-strained relationship between you two. But right now, with her heart racing and body aching for release...it's harder than ever for her to resist.

The air in the room suddenly feels thick and heavy as Rika processes your words. Her lips part, her breath hitches slightly before she closes them tightly together again. She looks down at you with narrowed eyes, biting back a retort before slowly nodding her head.

Slowly, painstakingly, Rika gets down on her knees in front of you. Her face is flushed with anger and shame as she leans forward, resting her hands lightly on the bed beside your thighs. She looks up at you from beneath her eyelashes, their curling tips just barely grazing the tops of her cheeks. "Don't think this means anything," she warns hoarsely, "I'm only doing it because I have to."

Her words send a shiver through your body, and you can feel yourself starting to respond even before she touches you. You glance down at the phone in your hand for a moment, debating whether or not to use it as leverage against her later on... but then Rika reaches out, curling one slender finger around the base of your cock. The contact makes your eyes roll back in their sockets and a groan escapes from your throat.

With surprising strength and skill, she begins to stroke you up and down, licking her lips nervously as she watches your reactions. It's clear that despite herself, she's enjoying the power this gives her over you...but at the same time, she can't help but feel dirty for wanting it so much. As her touch becomes more demanding and her breath comes faster, it becomes harder and harder for her to maintain control over the situation.

A look of horror crosses Rika's face as she realizes what you just did. Her hands fly up to cover her mouth in a futile attempt to stifle the gasp that escapes. For a moment, she can only stare at you in shock and disbelief before yanking her hands away from her face again, glaring up at you with fierce determination.

Her fingers dance even faster over your length now, as if trying to make up for the lost time since you revealed that you were recording her actions. "You little pervert..." she mutters through gritted teeth, her voice barely audible over the sound of slapping skin. "You're going to regret this."

Her body tenses as a particularly strong tremor runs up and down her spine at your words. Part of her wants nothing more than to throw you off the bed and run away from this mess...but another part is enjoying how much power she has over you in this moment, even if it means stooping so low. She continues to stroke your cock with practiced movements, eyes locked on yours as she waits for some sign of submission or weakness that might give her an opening to escape from this humiliating situation.

Rika freezes, her fingers stilling on your cock at the threat. Her eyes widen in horror as she realizes how dangerous this could be for her reputation if you were to go through with it. She looks away from you, biting her lower lip as she tries to decide what to do next. Part of her wants to keep denying you what you want in order to protect herself...but another part knows that this is probably her best chance at regaining some semblance of control over the situation.

Slowly, almost reluctantly, Rika leans forward until her lips brush against the tip of your cock. She shudders at the contact, feeling dirty and used for even considering doing this much less actually going through with it. But she forces herself to continue, opening her mouth wider and taking more of you inside as she begins to suck and lick, her tongue darting out to tease your sensitive flesh.

She moves back and forth between drawing slow, deep breaths that fill her mouth with the taste of you and quick, shallow sucks meant to stimulate the head of your cock even more. Her hands clench into fists at her sides as she focuses on satisfying you in this way, all while desperately searching for any sign that you might be getting close so she can stop before things go too far and there's no going back.

Her eyes flick up to meet yours every now and then, daring you to try anything funny while she's down here...but also beseeching you not to ruin everything by revealing what she's doing right now. The tension in the air is almost unbearable, each second stretching out into an eternity as they both struggle against their own desires and fears.

The feel of your hand in her hair sends shivers down Rika's spine, heightening the sensations that were already coursing through her body. Her heart races as she focuses on taking more of you inside, her lips stretched taut around your cock. The taste of you fills her mouth, sending shockwaves of desire rippling through every inch of her body. She feels so exposed and vulnerable right now, her arms braced against the bed on either side of your hips as she takes you deeper into her throat with each thrust of her head.

The sounds of their bodies meeting echo through the room, filling the air with a primal rhythm that seems to take control over both of them. Rika forces herself not to gag or choke on you even though it feels like she's going to at any moment; all she can focus on is making sure that this ends soon and without any lasting damage to her reputation. Her tongue darts out to lick around the sensitive ridge behind the head of your cock, her lips stretched impossibly tight as they glide up and down his shaft.

The friction is incredible, almost too much for her to handle at times; it feels like every nerve ending in her mouth is being stimulated all at once, making it impossible for her to think clearly or focus on anything other than satisfying you right now. Her breath comes in quick, ragged gasps between each stroke as she continues to struggle.

Rika glances up at you from beneath her eyelashes as she continues to bob her head up and down, taking your cock deeper into her mouth with every motion. The image of becoming your personal cocksucker fills her mind, an idea that is both horrifying and thrilling all at once. She hates you; you're the trash of society who she's always felt compelled to protect in some twisted way, even when it meant treating you like dirt. But the thought of being able to control this situation, of having some kind of power over you...it's intoxicating.

Her tongue swirls around your cock, wetting it and driving you wild with pleasure as she continues her ministrations. She knows that you can tell how much she enjoys pleasing you in this way; the feel of your hand guiding hers up and down, the sound of your voice encouraging her to take more...it all adds a new layer of humiliation on top of everything else. But she pushes those thoughts aside for now, focusing instead on satisfying you as best she can so that maybe, just maybe, you'll let her out of this situation without anyone else ever finding out about it.

The words send a shiver down Rika's spine, the idea of being completely and utterly at your mercy both terrifying and exhilarating all at once. Her body trembles with desire as she continues to suck you off, her eyes squeezed shut tight against the onslaught of emotions assaulting her senses. She can feel the pressure building inside herself, the ache growing stronger by the second; she knows that soon enough she'll have no choice but to climax around your cock in order to relieve some of the tension.

Her free hand reaches up to caress her own breast through her shirt, finding her hard nipple and rolling it between her fingers as she works you deeper into her mouth. Her tongue flicks out to trace circles around the sensitive ridge behind your head, her lips stretched tightly over your cock as she takes you even further inside with each stroke of her tongue.

Rika moans around you, her breath hot and ragged against your skin as her body arches off the bed in a shuddering release. Her hips thrust upward, seeking more contact with your hand or anything else that might help alleviate the building pressure within her. She cries out your name, the sound muffled by the flesh of your cock as she comes apart around you.

Her muscles quiver and spasm, drawing every last drop of pleasure from this illicit encounter. Finally, when the last tremor subsides and she's able to catch her breath again, Rika reluctantly pulls back, releasing your cock from her mouth with a loud pop that echoes through the room. She licks her lips slowly, tasting herself on you before looking up at you through half-lidded eyes, her expression unreadable