An offer she can't refuse

Ashley had started by slipping the purple toy inside herself and getting a feel for its size, shape, and length. She was wet enough that the vibrator slid into her easily. Once she had a good rhythm going she turned on the vibe to its lowest setting and moaned a bit, conjuring up a fantasy in her head of a boy she liked.

His name was Steven, and he was on the soccer team in high school. He would never have given her the time of day, not a 'goth bitch like her' as she heard him call her one time in the hall, but that didn't stop her from fantasizing about how hot his body was in her mind's eye.

In this position, however, she wasn't getting the kind of friction she was hoping to get with the vibrator, so she turned up the vibrations a bit higher, feeling them stimulate her more, but deciding that she needed something deeper.

Adjusting herself so her freshly cleaned body was positioned with her head down and her ass up she closed her eyes and began moaning louder now, turning up the vibrator to its maximum setting. "This new position was much better," she thought as she found herself rushing towards her peak a bit faster than she wanted, her eyes screwed shut still lost in the fantasy of being taken from behind.

As she found herself getting too close to cumming she decided she wanted to hold off a bit longer and had opened her eyes to switch positions again when she found herself face to face with a cellphone camera. No, not just any cellphone camera, her step-brother's cellphone camera.

Ashley, surprised and shocked, clenched hard enough with her body (pussy included) to cause the vibrator to pancake against her g-spot and **** her over the edge into a gasping, confusing orgasm as she looked into Sean's stunned face.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" She screamed and attempted to cover herself up, forgetting the vibrator in her snatch as she pulled a towel up to cover her tits. Amazingly, the purple toy drove her to another moaning, eye rolling orgasm before she could pull it out of herself. All of this, or course, was caught on camera.

Sean stood there stunned for several moments, as his young, buxom step-sister recovered from her dual orgasms, her toy (now removed from her hairless slit), still buzzing frantically on the bed beside her.

Sean just watched as the blonde beauty panted and calmed herself down, "What the hell are you doing home Sean? I-I thought you went with mom and your dad to the reunion thi-this weekend." The older boy shook his head and looked back to his phone, where a preview was playing for the video he had just taken, "Uh... no... I uh... um... I decided to see if there were any hours available at work and go on call..." Sean's voice trailed off as he saw Ashley's pussy come into view for the first time again, and his cock twitched in his pants, "Fuck..." he said under his breath.

When she had recovered enough to gain her wits again, Ashley realized what had happened, Sean had recorded her masturbating! He had her face, her pussy, her ass, her tattoos, everything. She had to delete that video, now! She moved quickly, but the moment she planted her feet on the floor to chase after him, she found out what back to back orgasms will do to a woman's legs.

By the time Sean got to his bedroom in the basement, he had already saved the video, password protected it. When Ashley reached the bottom of the stairs to his bedroom door, a pair of leggings and a t-shirt on, Sean had locked his door and was in the process of uploading the video to a private cloud drive where the video would be backed up and off of his phone. With the high speed internet at their house, it would be done rather quickly.

Banging on his door Ashley shouted loudly, "GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE RIGHT NOW YOU PERVERT! I'LL CALL MY MOM SO FAST IT WILL MAKE YOUR HEAD SPIN!!!"

Having invested in a pretty secure chain-lock, the older boy smiled and opened his door, showing his face to her, and talking calmly, "That's a pretty strong threat at someone who has a video of you fucking yourself. Those tattoos are pretty identifying. People who know you will know it's you when they see this on Pornhub...if I upload it..."

The young blonde looked through the crack in the door at him, her hands on her wideset hips, "Oh, trying to **** me now, huh? You think you can get me to pay you off for not uploading that little piece of filth? Guess what, you'll go to jail asshole!"

Sean chuckled, calling her bluff, "Sure...but not before you have your face all over the Internet with your mouth wide open screaming in pleasure, moaning in orgasm....twice." Ashley damn near kicked the door down, and then began to tear up a bit before turning her back to him. She was trapped. She would never be able to get a job without wondering if someone had seen her video, she'd never have a boyfriend without wondering the same thing. Resigned to her fate she wiped a tear away and turned back around, "What do you want?"