Lily was lying on her back, sprawled out across the plush comforter of her and Rose’s shared bedroom. She had her younger sister’s latest issue of “Wicked Wives” splayed out in front of her, eyes scanning the glossy pages with rapt attention. She couldn’t help but feel a little thrill of excitement as she read about all the naughty things the women in the magazine got up to.
But what she really wanted to know was what her older sister, Rose, got up to behind closed doors. Lily had always been curious about Rose, with her tall, statuesque frame and perfect body. She couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to be as confident and sexy as her older sister.
As if on cue, the door to their bedroom swung open and in walked Rose, looking every bit as put together and perfect as Lily had imagined. She caught Lily reading the magazine and raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t my little pervy creep of a sister,” she said, a playful smile on her face.
Lily’s cheeks burned with embarrassment, but she couldn’t help but feel a little thrill at being caught. Rose strutted over to the bed and snatched the magazine out of Lily’s hands, tossing it aside with a dismissive flick of her wrist.
Before Lily could protest, Rose had climbed onto the bed, straddling her face with her perfect ass. Lily struggled at first, trying to push her sister off, but Rose’s weight was too much for her. She couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t actually trying that hard to get away.
In fact, she was starting to get turned on by the feeling of Rose’s ass on her face. She could feel the heat radiating off of her sister’s body, and the smell of her perfume was intoxicating.
Rose must have noticed Lily’s arousal, because she started to grind her hips against Lily’s face. Lily’s eyes widened as she felt the warmth of her sister’s pussy against her cheek. She couldn’t believe what was happening.
She couldn’t help but touch herself through her pants as Rose continued to grind against her. She was in heaven, the smell and feel of Rose’s ass and pussy were driving her wild.
Rose looked down at Lily, who was now frantically trying to unbutton her pants. She smirked and said, “You want a better view, little sis?”
Lily nodded eagerly, and Rose slowly pulled down her pants, revealing her bare ass and pussy. Lily couldn’t believe how hot her sister was. She couldn’t help but stare as Rose continued to grind against her face.
Lily was getting closer and closer to orgasm, and she could tell that Rose was too. Rose reached down and started to rub Lily’s clit through her pants. Lily’s orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, and she cried out in pleasure.
Rose continued to rub Lily’s clit until she had milked every last drop of pleasure from her. As Lily came down from her orgasm, she realized that she had suffocated her sister. She panicked and tried to move Rose’s ass off her face, but it was too late.
Rose’s body went limp, and Lily realized that she had killed her. She was horrified at what she had done, but at the same time, she couldn’t deny the sense of satisfaction she felt. She had never felt so alive, so powerful.
She knew that she would never be able to go back to the way things were before. She was a killer now, and she was ready to embrace her new identity as the deviant sister.
As she got up to clean up the mess, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride. She had taken her sister’s life, and she had enjoyed every moment of it. She was the deviant sister now, and she was ready to take on whatever the world had in store for her.
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