Undercover Sister

byHeyAll©

I went to my sister's house on a Saturday morning with a box of surveillance and recording equipment from my job.

For some backstory, here's how my sister pulled me into this mess:

Stephanie works as an investigative reporter for our city's most popular evening news. She had been getting tips that Mayor O'Mally was a criminally corrupt politician who regularly attended cult-like gatherings. In an effort to expose the whole thing and become a famous reporter, she wanted to break the story. She wanted to sneak in and record everything, then claim that her source gave her the recordings.

On the other hand, I work as a salesman for a security company.

Naturally, she worked her older-sister-charm and hustled me into joining her crazy plot. As a brother, how could I refuse? Someone had to keep her safe. Someone had to keep her from doing anything too dangerous.

After a few knocks on her door, she answered wearing a large tshirt and sweatpants. She wasn't wearing any makeup and her hair was a slight mess. It was weird seeing her so casual. I had become accustomed to seeing her look professional at all times.

"Thanks for coming," she smiled. "And thanks for bringing all this stuff."

"Don't mention it," I replied. "I brought the smaller devices, just like you asked."

I took off my shoes and put the box inside of her living room, while she closed the front door. My eyes wandered her living room, which looked more like a police detective's office. There was a board with pictures and documents posted on it. There were papers and financial documents spread across her carpet. It was like something out of a movie.

"Want some coffee or breakfast?" she asked.

"I'm fine. I didn't realize that you were putting so much work into this."

We stood side by side while I continued looking around.

"It's part of investigative journalism. It's hard work."

"I can see that. It looks like you've got everything worked out. Those documents you gave me were really something. And now your house looks like a police station with all this stuff around."

"If you're going after powerful figures, then you better know your shit," my sister said bluntly. "O'Mally has some of the best lawyers in the state, so I have to make sure my reporting is airtight. There's no room for errors."

"I've read all the documents you've sent me. It does look like a solid case so far."

"Exactly. I'm glad you agree. I've already given small hints to my boss about this story."

"What did he say?"

"He said that if the evidence is strong, and my information is credible, then I'll be featured on the evening news for several nights. It'll be a multi-part investigative piece at the top of the hour. It could be big."

"Sounds impressive," I replied.

"Speaking of impressive," she said, pointing to the board. "Take a look at this."

On the board were maps and layouts of a building. My sister had done her research on everything.

"I'm assuming that's where the gathering is going to happen," I said.

"Exactly. My source has given me a wealth of information."

"And if we get caught?"

"They'll probably just throw us out. What else are they going to do?"

"I can think of a lot of things."

Stephanie gave me her older sister look. "O'Mally is a lot of terrible things, but he won't have us killed, if that's what you're afraid of."

"Okay, fine."

"There's another thing. As it turns out, we'll be searched, a light search. No metal detectors, but we'll be patted down. I just found that out a while ago"

"So we'll need small recorder devices."

She smiled, "Exactly. What do you have?"

I reached inside the box that I brought and pulled out a small wire.

"This could work," I said, holding out the wire.

"Does it work well?"

"It does," I replied. "The audio quality is great. It's the latest technology when it comes to recording."

"Have you ever put it on a person before? You know, the way that the police put wires on people."

"No. I've never done anything like that before."

Without a hint of warning, Stephanie pulled off her tshirt and revealed her upper body to me. She was wearing a white bra and it was the first time that I had ever seen so much of her skin. It caught me completely off guard.

"We'll have to find a way to hide it here," she said, pointing to her bra.

"Jeez, Steph, a little warning next time?"

"What's the matter? You've never seen a pair of tits before?" she asked playfully.

"Of course I have."

I took the wire and awkwardly came close to her body. She looked straight ahead and avoided eye contact with me. It was the first time I had ever seen her partially bare body so up close before. Her skin looked incredibly soft and smooth. Her body was toned since she was a fitness fanatic.

The only way of concealing the wire inside of her bra, in an accessible way, was by wrapping the wire around her strap. I gently pulled the front of my sister's bra in order to wrap the wire around. I tried not to be intrusive about it, since it was my sister, but there was no other way.

When I pulled her bra further to wrap the wire around, I caught a slight glimpse of her pink nipple. It was arousing to see, even though she was my older sister. I needed to pull further and I saw a little more of her pink nipple.

When I finished, I let go and took a step back.

"There," I said. "It's done. Security probably won't find it unless they do a strict pat-down, or if they use a metal detector."

"Get a good look?"

"Huh?"

"Nevermind," she said with a faint smile. "This should do. Is the wire hard to activate?"

"No. It's simple. Just twist the microphone and it should record. I'll teach you the technical details later."

Stephanie walked over to a full length mirror next to her front door. She examined herself in her bra, with the wire tucked around her chest.

Her sweatpants were tight and I got a nice look at her rear end. She looked really sexy as she modeled herself in the mirror. I almost felt embarrassed for admiring her beauty.

"Looks good," she said, turning towards me. "I can barely notice it. This should get us past security without a problem."

"And what about recording O'Mally? Are you sure you'll be able to get evidence against him without getting caught in the process?"

"Don't worry about that. I've got the whole thing figured out."

"Good."

"One more thing," she added.

"What?"

She smiled, "You can stop looking at my boobs now."

After making the playful comment, she grabbed her tshirt and put it back on. I felt embarrassed, but she was obviously teasing me. She always loved being the pushy older sister.

***

One week later. There was a knock on my door early in the morning, just as I was preparing to go to work. When I looked through the peephole, I saw my sister. It was rare that she would ever make an unannounced visit.

When I opened the door to let her in, she carried a small box inside my house. She was dressed in casual loose clothing since she didn't have to appear on tv until the evening.

"What's that?" I asked, closing the door.

Stephanie made her way to my small living room and put the box down. She opened it and held up two gold masks.

"These are our masks for the gathering this Saturday," she said, still holding the masks. "We wear the masks at all times. It's part of the rules, and of course, to protect our super secret identities."

"I've always wanted to be a secret agent."

"Here's your chance," she smiled.

I looked inside the box and saw a thin black outfit.

"Is that what we're going to wear?" I asked.

A sudden look of nervousness came over her face. She was never very good at hiding her emotions. Stephanie put the masks down on the table and looked directly at me.

"I have good news and bad news. What do you want to hear first?"

That sentence felt like a shot in the gut. Our mission hadn't even started yet and there was already bad news. By the look on her face, I could tell the bad news was really bad.

I shook my head. "Give me the good news first."

"Well, the good news is that my source has given me all of the security details. I have the secret password and everything. I also know O'Mally's schedule for the night, which means that I'll know when to plant the device. You'll be wearing this outfit to blend in with the other men."

"Okay. Great. So what's the bad news?"

She took a deep breath. "The female guests are required to be naked at all times. Including me."

My head immediately swirled with emotions. I had so many thoughts that I didn't know what to think. Was I supposed to be excited to see a wide array of beautiful naked women, including my own sister? Or was I supposed to feel repulsed like a normal person would, because my sister would be naked in front of me?

"What are you going to do?" I asked, unsure of what else to say.

She gave me a determined look. "What do you think I'm going to do? Everything is in place for a blockbuster story. I'm not giving up when we're so close."

"Steph, think about this for a minute. You're going to be naked in front of all those people. And in front of me. I know you better than anyone else. Trust me, you're not going to be able to do it. You're going to get nervous at the last minute and freak out. We should quit while we still can."

"That's exactly why we need practice," she said with determination.

"Practice?"

Stephanie gave me a sharp expression. "Look, I'm doing this no matter what. Do you want to help me, or not?"

Once again I found myself boxed in. If I refused, I would be the horrible younger brother. Even worse, if she had gotten caught, then I would feel extremely guilty because I didn't help her, or protect her.

"I'm in," I reluctantly agreed.

A faint smile grew on her face. "Now we have to make this look natural. We have to be comfortable around each other. Most important of all, I have to be comfortable being naked, otherwise I'm going to look suspicious."

"Please don't tell me you're going to get..."

"Naked?" she asked, finishing my sentence. "What's the problem?"

"You're my sister," I replied. "That's the problem. It's a big problem, too."

"That didn't stop you from staring at my nipple last week when you hid the wire inside my bra."

Damn, she was good. I didn't have a rebuttal for that. She had caught me looking.

"What exactly do you want to do?" I asked.

"Dress rehearsal time. You wear that outfit and your mask. And I'll get naked with only my mask on. It'll help get rid of the nervous energy. The more relaxed we become, the more we'll blend in at the gathering."

"Do I have a choice in all this?"

"No. You don't. I'm in charge of this investigation. If you're on board, then you take orders from me. Got it?"

"Yes ma'am," I sarcastically replied.

Stephanie reached inside the box and handed me the black outfit, along with a gold mask.

"Go to the kitchen and put this on," she said. "When you come out, I'll be... you know... ready. Don't be surprised by what you see."

"I'll try not to."

There was nervousness on my sister's face. She tried to be brave, but I could tell how daunting this was for her. I turned around and went to the kitchen to change my clothes. I heard my sister begin to undress, which was awkward. I quickly wore the black outfit. Then I put on the mask.

Before I went back to the living room, I remembered that Stephanie was going to be naked. In a way I felt bad for her, knowing how extremely uncomfortable it must be. But at the same time, a part of me was both curious and excited to see her naked body for the very first time.

"I'm coming out now," I warned as a courtesy.

"I'm ready," she replied.

After a deep breath, I walked towards the living room and saw my sister completely naked. Aside from the gold mask covering her face, there was nothing on her body. From her bare feet, to her bare thighs, to her cleanly shaven crotch, to her midsection, up to her breasts, she was exposed.

What struck me the most was that Stephanie had a body which could rival most professional models. Her figure was long and lean. Every curve was perfect. Her breasts were small and upturned, with stiff pink nipples. I couldn't tell if her nipples were always that erect, or if it was stiff because of its exposure.

She briefly held her hands up. "What do you think?"

"You look... you look... beautiful."

I couldn't tell how she reacted because of the mask which covered her face and I found myself wondering what she was thinking.

"Come here," she said. "Stand next to me and let's face the mirror."

I got closer to her and we stood mask to mask. I got to see her naked body just inches away. Then we both turned to look at the mirror near the door. It was a creepy sight. Both of us were wearing gold masks. I was in a black outfit, and my sister was completely naked.

"This is the most bizarre thing I've ever done in my life," I said.

"I feel the same way. I've been a part of a lot of investigations, but I've never done anything like this before."

"When this is over, our relationship will never be the same again."

She turned to look at me, with her mask covered face. "Because I make you aroused?"

Her tone was joking and playful, but it made me blush.

***

Saturday. It was the night of the gathering. My sister and I were in the back of a small limo we rented. I was wearing my black outfit. My sister was completely naked sitting next to me with her high heels on. We were both wearing our gold masks. Every so often I would glance at my sister's nude body through the corner of my eye, with my face still forward. With the gold mask on, I don't think she noticed, at least I hope she didn't.

When we arrived at our destination, which was in a secluded area surrounded by the forest, Stephanie tipped the limo driver a hundred bucks for his discretion. Frankly, I don't think he needed it. Seeing my sister's stunning naked body was worth his services for the night. The driver had clear instructions to pick us up at 11 pm, when our plan was expected to be finished.

My sister and I walked towards a large mansion, which was owned by a wealthy businessman with close ties to O'Mally. There were several other people making their way to the mansion as well. The other guests were all wearing gold masks to conceal their identities. The men wore the same black outfit that I was wearing, and all of the other women were naked like my sister, with heels or shoes on their feet.

When we reached the main entrance, we were stopped by two large guards, also wearing gold masks. They handed us a piece of paper and a pen, and asked for the password.

My sister took the pen and paper and wrote down the password.

The guards looked at the paper and accepted it. They told us that no electronics or recording devices were allowed, and that our phones had to be left with them at the main gate. I handed the guards a phone which my sister had provided me earlier. It was new and un-activated, but my sister felt that bringing a phone would make us less suspicious, since other guests would have phones as well.

After giving me a quick pat-down, the guard gestured towards the event.

"The gathering is out back," the guard said. "Walk through the front entrance of the residency, then keep walking straight until you reach the backyard area. Enjoy yourselves."

We thanked the guards and proceeded. The gathering was surreal to see. Naked women were everywhere, who are of all adult ages. Everyone had their masks on. People were openly having sex. There was a large tree and a pond at the center of the gathering. The gathering was lit by moonlight and by small fires from burning wood. Stephanie was right, the entire event had a cult-like vibe to it.

"What now?" I asked my sister.

"Now, we just act natural. Let's walk around, casually. We don't have an opportunity yet."

We slowly, and casually, walked around the gathering while people were openly having sex or making conversations with each other.

***

An hour later. The opportunity my sister was waiting for had finally arrived. We casually walked to a small building on the property, which was used for guest bedrooms and meetings. Other people were there having sex in the bedrooms.

When it was clear, I handed Stephanie a small recording device that I hid inside my outfit, and she slipped inside the conference room and planted the device. Our fingerprints were wiped clean and the device was untraceable. We weren't planning to come back for it. The recordings would be sent directly to a secure encrypted location, which Stephanie and I would have access to.

Watching Stephanie plant the device was a nerve-wracking experience. I'll admit, I was terrified of getting caught, but my sister was brave the whole time. There also something so sexy about watching her do something so dangerous while she was naked. Every muscle in her body seemed to tense and her nipples became even harder. I could see her chest heaving, making her breasts move slightly. I wondered if she was afraid, or if she was partially aroused.

After she planted the device in the room, she came back to me. I never got tired of looking at Stephanie's naked body. She was gorgeous.

"It's done," she said.

"Let's get the fuck out of here."

"Great idea. That limo driver better show up on time, or else I'll be stuck naked on the street."

"Trust me, with a body like yours, he'll be here on time."

I could almost sense my sister smile through her gold mask.

We made our way through the spacious backyard of the massive property. We headed towards the mansion and we had to walk through the sexual gathering once again. The other guests were still doing the same things. Many people were making conversation, others were openly engaged in sexual activity.

Suddenly, a loud bell rang several times while my sister and I were at the center of the gathering. I was terrified that we had been busted. But we weren't.

A man in a large gold mask, wearing a red robe, stood on a small stage. He was holding a gold cup. Everyone stopped what they were doing and paid attention to the red robed man.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen," the man said loudly to the crowd of people. "I'm so glad that all of you are here tonight."

Stephanie leaned to my ear and whispered, "That's him. It's fucking him."

She never said a name, but I could tell by the tone in her voice that the man on stage was O'Mally.

"Tonight we celebrate the beauty of life," O'Mally said loudly to the crowd. "Life is short and it is precious. It can also be cruel and painful. But here, within this area, we can appreciate all that life has to offer. I'm very pleased to see that many of you are already in the process of indulging yourselves in the flesh of other human beings. Exploring another person's body is one of the great joys in life. So, I would like to propose a toast-- to the human body."

People cheered and O'Mally took a drink of whatever was in his cup. Other people in the crowd who had drinks also raised their glasses to toast.

O'Mally continued, "Dinner will be served shortly. It will be a great feast, I promise you. But before that, I think it's time for the women here to have their appetizers, and to take their rightful place on their knees, servicing the man they're with."

"Fucking sexist pig," Stephanie whispered in my ear.

O'Mally continued, "I would like every woman here to find a man to pleasure. No expectations. Have a good time."

The crowd erupted in cheers and all of the women in the area assumed the identical sexual position-- on their knees in front of other men.

"Oh shit," Stephanie gasped.

"What do we do?" I asked.

"Start walking towards the mansion before anyone notices us leaving."

When we turned around to walk towards the mansion, we saw guards by the door. They weren't there before. It looked as though they were preventing people from leaving, but I wasn't sure. One of the guards appeared to face our direction, as if to intimidate us, but I wasn't sure of that either.

"Oh god," Stephanie gasped.

"I guess we're stuck."

We looked around and saw that every woman at the gathering had their masks lifted and they were brazenly performing oral sex on the men they were with. Even O'Mally was receiving oral sex while he was on the small stage.

"I'm really, really sorry," Stephanie said. "We can't get caught. I have to do this, okay?"

A tingling feeling went up my spine. I wasn't sure if she meant what she said. The sound in her voice told me that she knew what she was doing, and that she had already made up her mind.

"You don't have to," I replied. "Let's just try to leave. Maybe the guards won't stop us."

"To be honest, I kind of want to stick around a little longer to see what these freaks are doing. Who knows, it could seriously help my reporting if I had a more complete picture of what goes on here. I know you'll forgive me someday."

Stephanie dropped to her knees. When my sister began to undo my black pants, my heart pounded faster. She freed my flaccid penis. I was afraid of having performance issues and being unable to get erect because of how nervous I was, but those thoughts quickly left the moment Stephanie touched me.

Her soft fingers immediately got me aroused. I became hard in a matter of moments. She stroked my cock up and down with her hand.

"Sorry," I whispered.

"Don't be sorry," she whispered back, while still stroking me. "You're supposed to be erect like this. I'm the one who should be sorry."

"For what?"

"Probably because I'm about to give you the best blowjob of your life. You'll never find this kind of satisfaction with another woman. Trust me."

Stephanie lifted the bottom of her gold mask and leaned forward to take my cock inside of her mouth. It felt sensational. So far she was living up to her promise and her mouth had more specialties besides reporting on the local news at night. As it turned out, she was an expert cocksucker.

My beautiful older sister performed oral sex on me with a skill I never thought was possible. The way she used her hands and mouth was like a professional porn star. Her hand was gently and swiftly caressing my shaft, while her other hand was playing with my balls. Her lips formed a perfect O-shape while wrapped around my cock and she sucked like a vacuum. Her head bobbed back and forth in a moderately paced motion, which matched the motion of her hand.

I looked down at her lips wrapped around me. The gold mask covered the rest of her face. It was a surreal sight. I never would have imagined that my own sister would be sucking my cock. Even worse, I never would have imagined that I would be addicted to it.

My sister continued sucking me with expert precision. I couldn't tell if that's how she always sucked cock, or if she was trying to make me cum as fast as possible. Whatever she was doing, it worked. I became close to having a powerful orgasm. Deep down, I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted to enjoy my sister's mouth as long as possible. She felt amazing.

"Let's give a hand to the ladies," O'Mally said on stage, with his penis exposed.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned their attention towards the stage, including my sister while she was still on her knees. The men applauded the sexual efforts of all the women by clapping.

"I've always been a big supporter of gender equality," O'Mally continued. "It's a big part of my platform. Gentleman, I think it's time we return the favor. Work up an appetite before the feast begins shortly. I want everyone to have a nice orgasm before we eat."

The men and women briefly cheered as they switched places. The men were getting on their knees, while the women laid on their backs and spread their legs. Some of the men lifted their masks and began to perform oral sex on the women. Other men climbed on top and began having sex.

"Now what do we do?" I asked quietly and awkwardly.

"We'll do what we've already been doing-- blend in with everyone else."

When Stephanie pulled her mask back down, I could have sworn that I saw a faint smile on her face. It was almost like she was enjoying herself the entire time. When she laid on the grass and spread her legs, my suspicions were confirmed. I had a clear view of Stephanie's pink pussy and it was glistening with her fluids. Her back was on the grass and her legs were fully parted.

"Do you really want me to do this?" I whispered.

"We'll be caught if you don't."

"What do you want me to do?"

"What everyone else is doing."

My sister didn't sound very upset at the idea of me doing sexual acts on her. In fact, she didn't sound upset at all. Her dripping wet pink pussy showed her arousal and so did her hard pink nipples. Stephanie was clearly aroused, which probably shouldn't have been much of a surprise given how well she sucked my cock.

I lifted the bottom of my mask and I bent down towards my sister's open cunt. I gave her inner thigh a kiss, which caused her body to react. Her skin was like silk. I licked her crotch. Then I gave her labia a nice long lick, which made her softly moan. I sucked her labia in my mouth, which made her squirm. Then I put my tongue inside of her wet pussy and tasted her, which made her moan even louder.

Stephanie's hands rubbed the top of my head while my tongue was inside of her pussy. It was her signal that I was doing something right, or at least something that she was thoroughly enjoying.

I continued working my tongue inside my sister's pussy. It was extremely uncomfortable for any sibling, but at the same time, it was beyond erotic. It was the ultimate taboo. My tongue was giving my older sister an intense sexual pleasure. I used two of my fingers to penetrate her pussy while my tongue was circling her clitoris and she cried out loud.

The sounds of women moaning and groaning were all around us. There was a full blown orgy in our presence. But the only thing that mattered to me was my beautiful sister's cries.

I felt her body shiver. I felt it in the muscles of her thighs. I felt her pussy contract. Her breathing became harder. She screamed. She came. I tasted the fluids which gushed from deep inside of her pussy.

Suddenly, she went limp.

"Stephanie?" I whispered.

"That... was...incredible," she replied, with her head resting on the grass.

"It's time to go."

"You didn't cum yet," she replied, which caught me off guard. "It's okay. I want you to finish before we go. If we leave now and the guards see an erection in your pants, they might get suspicious."

She had a good point. My cock was throbbing. My black outfit was fairly tight and the erection I had would have surely been bulging through my pants if we tried to get past the guards. Besides, it would have been rude to leave early while the host of the gathering was still entertaining his guests.

"Can I do it inside of you?" I asked without thinking.

A deviant smile grew on her face. "No. I'm not on the pill."

Stephanie rolled over onto her stomach. She spread her legs once again. I immediately knew what she was signaling me for. When she used one hand to spread her butt cheek, it became clear.

"Are you sure about this?" I asked.

"I'm sure. Spit inside for lubrication. Go slowly."

My hands spread my sister's luscious ass cheeks apart and I saw her little brown anus. It looked small and I almost felt bad for giving her anal sex. I wondered how a hard cock could fit inside her tiny hole. But she wouldn't have offered if she thought she couldn't handle it. There was only one way to find out.

I bent down and spit in her anus. Then I pushed two fingers inside of her little hole, penetrating her rectally, and I entered her. She held her body still while I probed her anus to lubricate it and to loosen it up. My fingers moved inside of her in a back and forth motion. After a few moments, I felt she was ready.

Stephanie reached back and spread her ass cheeks further apart for me. I saw her anus with an even clearer view. I spit in it once again for extra lube. Then I positioned my cock towards it and pressed the head of my erection against her delicate ring.

I gave a slow push and she gasped. My cock entered her tiny little hole. I could feel her stretching. She was tight. I continued to push and I entered her ass, stretching her rectal walls. Her little hole had a tight grip on me. The impromptu lubrication made things easier and it helped me slide my cock inside of her ass.

Both of her hands squeezed the grass and dirt. At that moment, I couldn't tell if she was enjoying it or not. My sexual lust for her took control of me and I pushed until I went as far as I could go, which made her gasp and clench her hands tighter.

"Slower," she whispered. "There's plenty of time. We don't want to finish too early."

I slowly pulled back, and I slowly entered her again, forming a sexual motion.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"It feels good. Keep doing it. We need to make this look real."

It was supposed to be a sexual encounter so that we could blend in at the gathering. But my inappropriate feelings for my older sister were taking over. My hands caressed her long hair and the soft skin of her shoulders, while I continued to penetrate her anally. I could tell she liked the movement of my hands on her body because of how she reacted to it. She loved every touch. She held out one of her hands for me to hold, and I held it.

I held her hand tightly as I began to thrust harder into her anus and rectum. It didn't seem to be hurting her anymore. Her body adjusted to it. She asked me to fuck her harder and to make her cum again. That was all the permission I needed to release my sexual frustrations on her body. I continued to work my way in and out of her ass with my raging hard cock. Our hands held tightly and I rubbed her shoulder with my other free hand.

"I'm going to cum again," she groaned.

With my free hand, I roamed down her body and rubbed her clitoris, just the way she liked it. She moaned even louder as her pussy and asshole were both being generously pleasured by me. I began to pound her asshole as hard as I possibly could, making her cry out loud. When I rubbed her clitoris in a fast circular motion, she screamed and I felt a rush of fluids gushing out from her pussy.

I came shortly after, deep inside of her rectum. It was a surreal moment for both of us. We had both achieved powerful orgasms, and we did it with each other. My own sister. Guilt sunk in, but I didn't care that much. It felt amazing. It was easily the best sexual experience of my life

My body rested on top of hers, and she continued holding my hand.

"I'm sorry," I said in her ear.

"Don't be sorry," she moaned. "I haven't been laid in forever. I can tell you haven't either. Now let's get the hell out of here, slowly and carefully, so we don't raise suspicion."

We got up from the grass, just as the other guests at the gathering were also finishing their sexual activities. There was moaning and groaning everywhere as people achieved their orgasms. When everybody finished their round of sexual orgasms for the moment, O'Mally thanked everybody, and a large feast was brought for everyone to eat.

With everyone distracted, my sister and I made our exit through the mansion, and through the front gate. The limo was there on time, waiting for us.

***

Eight weeks later. It was late at night and I was watching the 11 pm replay of the local evening news. My sister's report was the lead story. She was presenting a multi-part series on the corruption of Mayor O'Mally, his associates, and other politicians. Each nightly report featured new pieces of evidence and new audio recordings which were highly incriminating.

The bathroom door opened and my sister came out wearing a robe and she was drying her hair with a towel. She looked fresh from a hot shower.

"I can't believe how big this has gotten," I said, with my eyes turning back to the news report.

"It's about to get even bigger. I'm being contacted by major news organizations for interviews about this story. My career is going places."

"You deserve it. You really do."

Stephanie took several steps towards me while her news report was still playing in the background. Her robe was loosely tied and she tossed the small towel she had been using to dry her hair onto the couch. Her hair hung down, slightly wet, and it looked sexy.

"Well?" she asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Well what?"

"Aren't you going to open my robe?" she asked. "I've had a long day and I could use the relief."

"If you insist."

I did what she asked and I opened her robe to reveal her freshly washed naked body. It was a sight I never got tired of seeing. I leaned forward and sucked both of her hard pink nipples. Then I planted several kisses on her stomach and the top of her thighs. I kissed her cleanly shaven crotch. When Stephanie put one leg on the couch to open her pink pussy, I licked her womanhood, which made her instantly moan.

"I'm glad we did this assignment together," she moaned, with her hands pressing my head to her pussy.

"Mmm Hmmm," I replied with a muffle, since my mouth was busy.

"To be honest, I kinda knew the whole time that the event required naked women. But I needed you on board right away. Hey, it was worth it, wasn't it?"

She released the hold on my head and I looked up at her.

"Did you know we'd be doing stuff, too?"

"I knew it was a possibility," she replied. "But I never once heard you complain about my ass or mouth. Best of all, we've exposed a lot of really bad people."

"Are you making me a job offer?" I joked.

She smiled, "You can call it that. I think we make a great team together. Now in the meantime, I desperately need an orgasm."

My mouth returned to its duty. I obliged my sister's request. I ate her pussy the best that I could and I used my fingers the way that she liked. Her moans were loud and clear. I was doing something right. Within moments, she had an orgasm. Look up, I saw her eyes closed and her lips fluttering. She pinched and played with her big pink nipples. Fluids gushed from her pussy.

People knew Stephanie as this perfect, beautiful, and intelligent young woman who was passionate about justice. As I had come to find out, she was also someone with a high sex drive.