>*snap*
>another picture taken of your older sister, Rarity, in her bikini with a can of some energy drink.
>your sister was a popular “influencer” on Instragram and you were her personal photographer
>whenever some company contacted her with the with a generous offer she would schedule a photoshoot with you
>the whole concept of “influencers” was ridiculous to you but you couldn’t deny the money you and Rarity were making off of it
>it was also a perfect way for Rarity to advertise and bankroll her own fashion designs
>even after splitting it 50/50, Rarity still managed to buy a nice house with a luxurious pool and high grass walls
>that’s where you two were spending the sunny afternoon, taking pictures of your wet sister in her hot bikini
“Alright, now look into the camera and give me your most seductive look.”
>she turns to you with a look that would make any man fall for her charms
>you’ve seen in it so many times that it almost doesn’t affect you
>almost
>the throbbing in your shorts says otherwise
“Rarity, your fingers are covering the logo.”
>”Oops, sorry darling”
>With her fingers out of the way you take the last photo of the set
“Alright that should do it. I’m gonna go ahead and upload these photos to my drive and then I have a little surprise for you,” you say, winking at her
>”Oooh, I can’t wait to see what surprise you have in store for me”
 
>looking over each photo after you uploaded them was always the same
>you’d get an erection and lament the fact that she was your sister
>the things you’d do to her if she wasn’t
>every time she had a new boyfriend was painful but luckily they never seemed to last long
>she always claimed they never “understood her” whatever that meant but you didn’t complain
>instead you offered her a shoulder whenever she needed it
>as you made your way to the kitchen you caught a glimpse of older photos you had taken of her lying around
>from her nude photoshoot you had taken of her
>”You never know when a someone big might offer you a modeling gig and if they do I want to have everything ready in my portfolio”
>the words from when she had asked you to do it echoed in your mind
>you had been reluctant to do it but when she said you were the only one she trusted for the photoshoot and gave you her puppy eyes it became impossible to refuse
>you had always developed photos from each shoot for her to keep but you developed extras of these ones
>purely to jack off to
>none of the photos taken had shown anything explicit but her body more then made up for 
>you were kind of handsome, so were your parents, and your little sister, Sweetie Belle, was an absolute cutie
>but all of you paled in comparison to the sheer beauty of your older sister
>perky breast that filled your hands, a big round butt and hips to drive a man insane
>all topped of with a face that not even god could best
>you wondered if your parents had made a deal with the devil when she was born or stumbled on a magic lamp and used all three wishes on Rarity
 
>you put the photos away for as you sauntered into the kitchen, grabbing your surprise
>a bottle of Moët champagne, two flute glasses and a bucket of ice to keep it cool
>walking out you saw Rarity laying on her stomach on a sunbathing bench, blasting rock songs she loved so much from the nearby wireless speaker
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0wTxqHbJOzg
>she turns her head towards as you approach, her eyes lighting up and smiling
>”You sure know how to treat a lady, Anon. Fancy champagne in the sun? How are the girls not lining up outside your house?”
“Easy, I spend all my time at yours”
>You share a laugh as you fill both glasses with the bubbling liquid
“To us, celebrating our 50th photoshoot. May there be many more and a lot more money”
>she giggles at your comment before both of you down your drink
>as you lower your glass your eyes meet
>she has a smirk on her face that you just can’t figure out
>your comment wasn’t that funny
>“Let’s not waste more time,darling. We’ve got rays to catch”
“Good idea”
>”Aren’t we forgetting something?”
>You turn around, confused, before noticing the sunscreen in her hands
“Oh, right”
>”Lie on your chest, darling.”
“You don’t have to, Rares. I can do it myself.”
>”Nonsense. I insist on doing it”
>knowing better than to argue you simply lay down on the bench
 
>you wince as you feel the cool sunscreen hit your back before Rarity puts her fingers to work
>you start to relax as she spreads sunscreen all over your body, lightly massaging some your back and shoulders
>”Turn around, darling”
>you did as she said
>she held a soft smile as she looked into your eyes 
>she kept her eyes on you even as she spread the sunscreen over your body
>a new song started
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TYaDkWV1QT8
>she leaned in close with a cheeky smirk on her face
>”Your turn”
>the way she whispered it, with her sapphire eyes staring into yours, made your dick twitch
>you just hoped that she hadn’t felt that, that she was the most oblivious person in the world
 
>as you grabbed the bottle of sunscreen Rarity spoke
>"Hang on, Anon. I wanted to try a tanning oil"
>she handed you a bottle with of amber liquid, with the words "Coconut Oil" prominently displayed
>you realized you were about to rub oil all over you insanely hot, half-naked sister whilst your erection was at full mast
>you looked around the garden, expecting to see a camera guy and a director for a porn shoot
>you started with her legs, making sure every inch of her was sufficiently coated in the oil before moving upwards
>"Mmmm, that feels divine, Anon"
>as your hands move from her lower back upwards she reaches a hand behind her back to undo the straps on her bikini
>you tremble a bit as you finish coating her back, nervous for what will come next
“O-okay, Rares, you can t-turn around”
>you counted your blessings for not wearing trunks with pockets as the spaghetti falling out would have drowned your sister
>she turns around, still wearing that coy smirk from before
>you start with her shoulders and then her arms, before moving to her sides and stomach
>”You’re forgetting something, Anon”
>you hadn’t 
>you had been avoiding that area but now you had no choice
>you grabbed the oil and squeezed out more before reaching out to rub your sister’s amazing tits
>you had fantasized about this many times, how those soft mounds would feel in your hands 
>the real deal was a thousand times better 
>you had concentrate hard to make sure you wouldn’t lose yourself fondling Rarity’s tits
>you heard a moan escape her lips
>you looked up at her
>she met your eyes
>”Say it, Anon”
>you felt your heart skip a beat
“S-say what, Rares?”
>”Say you want me, that you need me”
“What are you talking about?”
>”I want you, Anon, and I know you share my feelings. The other night I saw you in your room, masturbating to my nude photos.”
“Y-you did?”
>your heart started pounding at lightspeed as you felt beads of sweat running down your face
>her lips coiled, a seductive smirk appearing once again
>”Let’s just say you weren’t the only one that ended up masturbating that night”
“I-I don’t know what to say”
>”Anon, please. I know you want this. Don’t you see we were made for each other? No one understands me like you do. I never feel as safe and comfortable with others as I do around you. I always thought that I’d find my Prince Charming one day until I realized he had been with me all this time, so just say those three words, please”
>you stood there, silent, only looking in her eyes
>you said nothing but instead went in for the kiss
>like every other part of her, her lips felt divine
>you pushed your tongue inside and met hers as they danced 
>the kiss didn’t last long as you broke away
“I want you, Rares. I’ve wanted you for so long but I was so scared of telling you”
>you went for her neck, drawing in her scent as you kissed it deeply before moving lower, until you reacher her boobs
>you latched onto her left tit with your lips while your hand massaged her right
>”Oh, Anon. That feels so good.”
>hearing her moans and feeling her squirm underneath spurs you on even further
>you move lower, showering her with kisses along her stomach before reaching her bikini bottom
>you remove them with none of the grace Rarity possessed, almost ripping them apart as you tear them off of her, before throwing them to the side
>you dive into her flower, drawing in her scent as you ravage her with your tongue
>you felt her hand on the back of your head pushing you even deeper
>she’s been reduced to nothing but squirming and moaning under your tongue lashing before grabbing your head with her legs, not letting you go before she cums
>you pick up the pace, knowing she’s close and before you know it she’s crushing you head with her legs
>even as she releases her nectar all over you you don’t stop, licking her for all she’s worth
>her legs soon let go of your head
>you look up at her
>she’s panting hard, covered in sweat, with satisfaction all over her face
>”That...was amazing…Anon.”
>she can barely get a word out with her panting
>you say nothing, only moving up her body to kiss her, to share her nectar
>she meets you for a kiss
>it was a short yet passionate one as she quickly pulls away to catch her breath
>you stand up to pour yourself another glass of champagne
>you’ve earned it 
>as you return to Rarity you feel her hand grab your crotch
>”Now don’t think I’ve forgotten about Anon Jr. here.”
>she rubs you through the shorts slowly, making sure you weren’t going soft before pulling your shorts down
>”You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this”
>she licks her lips before giving it a kiss
>god that felt good
>she gives your cocks a few more kisses along the shaft before she starts licking it
“Rarity…”
>she merely chuckles at your groaning, licking your head a few more times before taking it in with her mouth
>she gently sucked on your head, flickering her tongue over it before taking you deeper
>rational thoughts have left your mind, your responses reduced to groaning
>you put your hand on the back of her head, pushing her deeper
>she offers no resistance as deepthroats you, taking your entire length in her mouth
>you weren’t a novice when it came to blowjobs but Rarity was by far the best you had
>you keep your hands on your head for a bit before releasing them
>she comes for air, gasping and spitting on your cock before rubbing it all over 
>she looks up at you with pleading eyes
>”Take me, Anon. Make me yours.”
>she goes on her knees, presenting herself to you
>you grab her hips with one hand 
>the other guiding your dick to her entrance
>you push forward ever so slowly, making sure she’s comfortable
>her soft moaning makes your cock twitch inside of her and you soon start moving your hips
>she starts panting as you pick up the pace, the sound of flesh slapping against one another drowning out the music
>her delicious rump is bouncing with every bump and you decide to give it a good slapping
>she throws her back with a moan
>”Again, do it again”
>you comply as your hand comes down swiftly on her amazing ass
>”Harder.”
>no complaints from you as your hand strikes her even harder than before, leaving a red mark in its wake
>you turn her around, wanting to look her in the eyes as you both reach your climaxes
>you give her a kiss whilst your right hand starts fondling her breasts
>she pulls away
>”Anon, I’m coming”
>you feel the pressure inside of you reaching its peak as she says it 
“Me too, Rares”
>you fuck her with all you have, her panting driving you forward
>she throws her head back with a long, high pitched wail, her pussy clenching down on your dick
>you were at your breaking point
>you barely managed to pull out before releasing your torrent 
>you painted her body with your cum, even reaching her face
>she didn’t even react, still lost in the afterglow
>as you came down from your high so did Rarity
>she took a glob of cum on her body with a finger and put it in her mouth
>after making sure she had sucked every molecule of cum on her finger she took it out
>it was the hottest thing you had ever seen her do and that was saying something
>you gave her a kiss, a short and chaste one
>you weren’t quite ready to taste your own cum
“I love you Rarity”
>”I love you, too, Anon”