Kyra knocks on the door

Sitting on the edge of the bath, Clare takes her head in her hands, inadvertently spreading the cum further around her face.

"Oh God...." Unable to help herself she begins to lick her cum off her hands before extending her tongue to it's full length and cleaning her face directly.

"Clare! What the fuck is going on! Open this door!" Kyra's banging on the door interrupts Clare's cum feast. Why is she always bothering her? Why is she always there when she shouldn't be? A red must descends upon her. Consumed by a new and fearsome demonic rage Clare tears open the door.

"That's better, now ...ack!!" Kyra never finishes her sentence as Clare's hand lashes out and clamps around her older sister's elegant neck. She lifts her off of the ground and notices the hand **** her sister, still very much her own hand apart from the three inch, flame red coloured nails that are now protruding from the ends of her fingers.

Clare pulls her eyes from her hands and lowers them to the petite body of her sister. Still dressed in her night attire: a white tank top that cups her firm breasts, her nipples teasingly visible through the material and a pair of baby blue cotton panties drawn over her taut love heart shaped ass, her long toned legs flailing helplessly above the ground. Before her change Clare had always envied her sisters looks. What annoyed her even more was Kyra's **** to use them. Having had very few boyfriends and certainly no serious ones Clare would not have been surprised had her sister retained her virginity. Calling once again on the pendant's power Clare released her sisters neck, noting with relish the beads of blood where her nails had been, and allowed the pendant to hold Kyra up against the wall. Clare could feel the power pulling at her soul, steering her will. She didn't care.

"Hello sister, dear"

Kyra was gibbering. She couldn't comprehend the situation: assaulted by her sister, lifted clear off of the ground and seemingly held in place by magic. And then there was that cock!

"Clare? Ohmygodohmygod... What's going on? What's wrong with you? How am I..." She was cut short as Clare slapped her hard around the face.

"Oooh, I'm sorry sis..." The mock soothing of Clare's voice seared through Kyra more than the slap, "but I don't want you to talk any more. Oooh, your cheek is going red already" Clare gently ran her hand along her sister's cheek. She brought her face within an inch of Kyra's. "Let me rub it better."

Kyra shuddered at her little sister's touch. She dropped her eyes, unable to look at the leering face before her. Her gaze fell on the magnificent cock between Clare's legs being manipulated by her sisters free hand. Despite everything the sight turned her on, her pussy began to flow and she let out a shudder.

"Are you enjoying this, Kyra?" Clare traced her finger along her sisters jaw, down her neck and through her cleavage until her nail snagged at the hem of the tank top. "Have you ever been turned on by another person before?" She continued running her finger between Kyra's breast, tearing the top a she went. "Is this the first time you have shuddered at the sight if someone's naked body?" As her finger sliced through her top her nail nicked Kyra's skin just above her panty covered crotch. A small bead of blood welled up from the scratch. "Ooooh..." Clare knelt and ran her tongue over the wound, the saltiness of the blood oozing across her tongue.

The machinations of her younger sister were proving too much for Kyra as the heat and wetness of Clare's tongue pushed her over the edge and into a sudden and crushing orgasm.

"By Naya!" Look at the mess you've made of these panties, Kyra" Clare brings her face close to her sister's crutch, her hot breath causing Kyra to whimper in smouldering ecstasy. "I think we'd better clean you up."

Without warning Clare tore off Kyra's panties and dove her head into her dripping cunt. Kyra screamed at the **** on her most private part, no one had ever touched her bare pussy before and now her little sister was feasting between her legs. Kyra didn't think that there could be anything as pleasurable as what she was feeling then until she felt something slithering it's way deep inside her pussy.

Unable to stop herself, consumed with anger, lust and demonic power Clare ate her sister's pussy with a passion previously unknown to her. The sweetest taste she had ever know filled her mouth as her sisters juices flowed over her eager tongue. Wanting more, Clare began working her tongue deeper inside Kyra's scorching pussy until suddenly she could go no further. She pulled out her tongue and stood up in silence, the only noise was her sister's heavy panting and occasional whimper.

Clare stepped closer to her sisters naked body still pinned against the wall. As she approached her Kyra's body rose higher until it rested just above Clare's sixteen inch monster. The tip teased the thin pussy lips.

Clare looked her sister in the eyes. "So you are still a virgin. I had wondered." Kyra blushed. Despite what had just happened she still found the topic of her virginity an uncomfortable one.

"Well wave goodbye to it as you're about to lose it..." Clare positioned her cock with her sisters sopping cunt and placed her hands on her hips. "...to your sister."

The pendant released Kyra and Clare pulled her down hard onto her cock. Kyra's anguished screams were music to Clare's ears as she pulverised her sister's tight, no longer virginal pussy. The tightness, the wetness and the heat of her sisters tunnel against her cock were like nothing she had felt before and it wasn't long before this battery of her senses had her filling her sisters pussy with wad after wad of hot, sticky cum. She pulled out and let the river of cum pour out of Kyra's abused hole.

Clare was still hard.

Still consumed with lust she threw Kyra to the ground and pounced on her as she tried to rise. Lining herself up Clare lunged forward with her cock and began to fuck Kyra doggystyle, leaning forward to grab a fistful of hair Clare ploughs her sister once again, intent only upon her own release.

Feeling the cum building up in her cock once again, a wicked glint crosses Clare's eye as she slides out of her sister's pussy.

Kyra gasped at the sudden emptiness within her. Despite the sordid events she had lost count if the number of times she had orgasmed. Her gasps immediately turned into cries if pain as she felt Clare lance her cock straight into her ass.

Not expecting Kyra's ass to be so tight, Clare came almost immediately, painting her bowels with a lining of cum to the music of her sisters screams.

As her bliss began to ebb the screams began to grate at Clare's ears more and more until the red mist that had clouded her mind lifted and the full enormity of what she had done caved in in her and she blacked out.

She had gone too far!

Regaining consciousness, Clare sat up and immediately noticed that her cock had reverted back to a large black dildo. With a shudder of pleasure she pulled it out of her pussy and threw it away from. As she did she noticed her sister in the corner of the room staring blankly at the wall, tears running freely down her cheeks.

Quickly Clare tried to use the pendant to sort out the calamitous mess she had made. She was enormously relieved when she felt power surging from the talisman around her neck and she could feel the magic wiping her sisters memory and sending her back into her own bedroom, still naked but non the wiser about what happened to her.

Clare ran back to her room and dressed, still in shock over how far she had let herself be consumed by the power of Naya's pendant. Had she not cried out to her as she fucked her sister? As she left the house Clare felt more remorse that she thought possible.

But a part of her loved the power she had and wanted more.