Revenge pt 2 - The plot thickens. - Sex Stories

Revenge pt 2 - The plot thickens.

... I've...been practising, like you asked." I didn't ask her to practice, I told her. This was becoming irritating. "Jessica, get the fuck out of my bedroom." I said. She seemed a little worried now. "Ok, I'm sorry, I'll do it properly...I really want to...to suck it and..." she said. I was getting pissed off with her now. Without turning, I slowly reached out and grabbed a handful of her hair. "Wait, no, I'm sorry, I AH-" I yanked her head towards mine, putting her ear right in front of my mouth. Her hands were wrapped around my wrist, and she was still struggling. "I'm not going to say it again, slut. Get. Out." I hissed into her ear. I released her head and she stood up quickly, gathering her clothes. I didn't look at her, but I heard her sob once before she left. She had to learn that she couldn't just come over here and flutter her eyelashes every time she wanted to fool around. I was in control here. I decided what we did and didn't do. And if she disobeyed me, she would be punished. I only hoped I'd made the right move. == Next week, I found out that I had. Things had gone back a step between us in everyday life, the relaxed chatting replaced with the former icy silence. But she still didn't dare insult me any more. And Rose didn't really notice any difference. My sister was great, but she could be a little socially dense at times, completely missing out on the clear tension between me and Jessica. That night she knocked on the door at around midnight. "Yes?" I said. ...

... She opened slowly and walked in, closing the door gently behind her. She was wearing a thin night gown. It wasn't anything too erotic, but I could tell from the thin weave that she wasn't wearing any underwear. I doubted she would have dressed like that to share a bed with my sister. She stood at the door, her arms straight down at her sides, staring at the floor. "What?" I said. "Look..." she said. "Are we going to...do something tonight, or not? I'm getting kind of anxious, if you know what I mean." I sighed. "No Jessica, what do you mean?" She looked up. "I mean..." she said, "I haven't...cum, since the last time we...you know..." "Well, you went your whole life without an orgasm up until two weeks ago, why the sudden hurry for another?" I asked. She looked away. She laced her fingers in front of her, fidgeting and nervous. "It's...it feels different now. It's like my body has...woken up, or something." she said. I didn't say anything. "I just...I never really got horny that much before, but now...I get wet, sometimes, when I'm alone...And you told me not to...to touch myself..." she trailed off. I was a little surprised she'd remembered to obey that rule even when I wasn't around. "I dumped my boyfriend." she said, "I know you don't care, but I didn't want to be with him any more." She looked away again, nervously. "And...you told me to practice, I've been practising." she said. Told, not asked. Better. "Practising what?" I asked. "Giving head. I'm getting pretty good, I ...