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Chapter 23 by triangletoast triangletoast

Is the dark mistresses deception revealed?

As the temptress wills it

"Don't think this'll make up for what you did..." Sam spoke with her hand still covering her mouth. Cheeks red and eyes staring off into the distance as she tried desperately to look like she didn't want this more than anything.

Maybe if she knew the full extent of what was happening, she wouldn't be so eager. Or maybe...

"I'm not asking for your forgiveness." Candi purred. Angling my foot deeper down Sam's thighs. "I just want my sweet little puppy to let go. And feel good."

She had the most sadistic smile on her face. Staring intently at my sister. Watching her eyebrows scrunch up, her eyes fluttering and her hand trembling as my toe made contact with her beautiful delicate flower.

I felt her through the fabric of my socks, and the fabric of her panties, but it still sent chilling shivers down my spine. Images of her smooth wet cunt dulled my head. The pictures Candi had sent of of her opening up her pretty pink pussy. Her virgin hole, undefiled by any man.

I had felt so wrong looking at it. Felt dirty for the way seeing it had made me feel. And now here I was. Slowly rubbing it with the ball of my foot, slowly and methodically bringing her closer to cuming.

"How does it feel puppy." Candi licked her lips. Facing towards Sam but her eyes slyly moving to stare at me. "How does it feel against your bare skin..."

Wait... bare skin?

"Mm it feels good I guess..." Sam's muffled voice had a bratty twinge to it. She tried to keep up her defiant attitude, but her body was melting under the touch of my toes.

My toes that were touching... touching her bare skin?! I rubbed around, pressing harder against her and making her squirm. Checking for any evidence of their presence, and finding none.

"You're not w-" I started, before catching myself. "Not... seriously doing this right now?"

She wasn't wearing any panties... She hadn't been this entire time. There was still one layer of fabric between us, my socks, but knowing that behind that I was touching her directly made this feel so much dirtier.

"Don't be judgemental now Finn." Candi raised her eyebrows. Giving me a knowing look. "Don't you want your sister to feel good?"

Had she planned all of this? Or did she just regularly make my sister go out in skirts, with nothing underneath?

"I asked you a question Finn." She said firmly.

"I uhh... yeah... I guess..." I gulped. Feeling my sisters wetness slowly soaking into my sock. Grinding my foot against a part of her I never wanted to think about a few weeks ago. Barely being guided by Candi's hands, doing most of the work myself.

"See Sam? Your brother isn't so bad." Candi gleefully grinned. Twistedly putting emphasise on our familial relationship. "Don't deny the love you feel for each other..."

"Stop talking about him." Sam grunted. Eyes closed and brows furrowed.

She could protest as much as she wanted, but her body was betraying her. The more Candi talked, the more her pussy throbbed. Maybe that was just from the sound of her sultry, seductive voice, or the slow delibreate pressure of my foot. Or maybe... Candi was right about her feelings...

"Fine." Candi leaned back, taking one arm off of my leg and draping it around my shoulder. "There's something else we need to do anyways."

The remaining hand Candi had grasping me felt its way up my thigh. Rubbing the bulge of my cock that desperately pressed against my pants.

"We need proof." She said. Snuggling up closer to me.

"Proof?" Sam asked. Her voice straining as my toe circled around her clit.

"Proof that your strong, manly brother took his hot goth girlfriend out for a date." Candi nuzzled her head against my shoulder. Squeezing my bulge gently, almost enough to make me moan. "Thats half the reason we went out today. And the other half? Well... we've already got that covered. Don't we?"

"Get Olive to take some pictures." Sam bit her lips tightly. She was noticable starting to sweat, her breathing getting heavier.

Olive and Tandi were still having their heated debate. She hadn't even noticed the mention of her name, let alone that was happening underneath the table.

"No." Candi delighted in saying. "I want you to do it."

Clenching her hand into a fist, Sam obediently got out her phone. Aiming it at us and snapping another quick picture. All while my foot grinded against her increasingly wet pussy, and her girlfriend fondled my bulging cock...

"That wont be very convincing." Candi purred. "Let's try for something with a bit more action."

Candi lunged her mouth at mine. Passionately kissing me as much as she had been with my sister moments ago. All while her hand hurridly unzipe my pants, pulling down my underwear and releasing my rock hard cock. Stroking it just as hard and fast as I was grinding against Sam's pussy.

"O-ookaay." Sam gulped. Trying to keep her voice level as she verged on the edge of an orgasm "I... I got the picture... y-yooOuu caAhahhnnn Stoopp..."

"Not convincing enough." Candi smiled at my sister. Rubbing her thumb around the lacking head of my cock. "I think he should be groping my tits? Don't you think so puppy?"

"Y-yes..." Sam moaned. Before composing herself more. "If... if that's what you want..."

"Fuck me..." I moaned softly. My cock throbbing in Candi's hand.

"Soon~" Candi cooed. Looking Sam in the eyes before pressing her lips back onto mine. Taking my hand and placing it onto her boobs. They were so soft, so squeezable, even over the fabric of her shirt. The guilt I had been feeling before was nowhere to be found as I groped her tits and tasted her lips. Any pain this seeing brought Sam would be more than outweighed by the pleasure I was giving her.

Candi grapes my head and kissed her way up across my face and up my neck. Her tongue flirting around my ear in a way that made me melt. While my hand pulled and squeezed her tits, I coukd hesr her soft moans right in my ear, and her low voice. Less than a whisper. Giving me a command.

"Make her cum."

Without even thinking, my body obeyed. I could feel how she reacted to my touch, and knew what made her twitch and quiver the most. Grining down on her clit with a constant, building pressure, I watched as my sister dropped her phone and bent over the table. a hand to the collar around her neck while her face blossomed woth with transcendent full body gratification.

It was too much. Too much for me to handle. As her thighs shook and squeezed my foot against her crotch, I had to bite down on my lips to stop myself from grunting like a wounded pig. My cock pulsing with pleasure as Candi's handjob made me cum. Only a few ropes of cum dribbling out over her hands, I was still almost fully drained from earlier.

But as good and hard as I had cum while fucking Candi's face... this felt better. Felt deeper, more intimate and fulfilling that anything I had felt before. They bliss lasted for more than just a moment. It crescendoed and resonated throughout my body. Leaving my skin tingling and my body lighter than air.

"You feeling okay?" Olive asked. Finally having noticed what was going on.

"Yeaahh.. Just a stomach cramp." Sam composed herself. Giving Candi a loving, knowing smile. Basking in the afterglow, nuzzling herself against what she thought was Candi's foot.

"Is my sweet little puppy not feeling good?" Candi asked with a devilish smile. Pulling herself off of me.

"I feel so good." Sam beamed back at her.

"I don't even want to know." Olive shook her head waved Sam off. Going back to her conversation with Tandi, who started at the three of us with wide, knowing eyes. Smiling to herself.

"See what happens when you listen to me? Everybody gets to feel good." Candi said. Looking between me and Sam.

"Everybody?" A moment of confusion crossed her eyes, until she looked at me. Just as out of breath and exhausted as she was.

She could have guessed half of what had happened under the table, but I couldn't let her find out the other half. I needed to get my shoe back on and move my leg back before she looked and saw what was happening

I just had to slowly pull my foot out of her thighs, before-

"You look thristy. Let me get you some water." Candi said. Abruptly standing up and walking over to Sam. Kissing her on the cheek as a slow, but bone chilling realisation fell over her face. Her gaze leveled at mine with wide, conflicted eyes.

"Play nice with your brother while I'm gone."

Do the twisted twins delight in their debauchery?

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