Sealing the Deal

TITLE: Sealing the Deal
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
RATING: NC-17
NOTE: The only excuse I have for this story is that I'm struggling with a really bad cold right now. Well, and that this is sort of the background for a story idea I had several years ago that I never wrote down.


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Diana felt her mood sour almost instantly when she heard the door bell ring. She wasn't expecting any visitors and she had a real problem with anyone showing up unannounced. In fact, her tendency to go ballistic whenever she had a surprise guest who didn't seriously need her help was so well-known throughout the village that most people just stayed out of her way on principle. Even her dogs had a tendency to cower underneath the sofa at the sound of an unexpected ring at the door.

Diana flung open her front door with bad grace and an exclamation of "What?"

"Nice to see you too, sis."

Her glare softened slightly as she took in the young woman with the neatly combed black hair and immaculate business suit. But only slightly. "What are you doing here? I thought we'd agreed to keep out of each other's way?"

"Well, times change," came the reply. "Mind if I come in?"

Diana gave her half-sister another glare, then stepped aside. "Yeah, sure."

"Nice place you have here," Diana's sister said as she made her way to the cramped living room.

"You know what they say," Diana said as she trailed after her. "It's not much, but it's mine. Besides the woods near here are spectacular."

"I know. That's what made it so easy to find you. So what do you go by these days?"

"Diana. You?"

"Samantha," her sister replied as the took a seat in a worn-out chair. "But, really, Diana? I thought you hated that name."

Diana shrugged. "It's easy to remember," she said, sitting down on the only couch.

"I have no doubt," Samantha smiled. "I expect you've kept busy?"

"Pretty much. I'm a midwife nowadays," Diana said. "But you're not here for small talk, are you?"

"Come now, can't I simply visit my own family from time to time?"

"No, most of us hate each other," Diana said. "So get to the point."

"I've been running a multinational lately," Samantha said, apparently pretending not to hear. "The amount of money I'm making is truly scandalous. But you know, I suppose I'm a bit like Father. I find myself longing for the good old days."

"Really?" Diana said. "Weren't you the one who argued that waiting around for the good old days to come back was pointless?"

"Yes I was," Samantha said. "But like I said, times change. I think we might have an... opportunity."

"Oh?" Diana said, trying to keep the sudden rush of excitement out of her voice.

"You see, what with one thing and another, changing attitudes and such, I think we might have enough influence to carve out a little place for ourselves. And a... select entourage of followers, of course."

"Of course," Diana said. "Otherwise what would be the point, right?"

"Exactly," said Samantha. "It would mean that we would have to leave, but frankly I'm fairly certain this place can manage without us."

"You really think we'd have followers again?" Diana asked.

Samantha smiled. "A tempting notion, isn't it? So I take it you're interested?"

"Yeah, well, maybe," she said. "Anyways, have you talked this over with Father yet?"

"No, and I don't intend to. Let's face it, he's a PR nightmare. Letting him in on it could damage our plan."

"Besides, he'd insist on being in charge, right?" Diana said.

"I hadn't thought of that, to tell you the truth."

"Yeah, I bet," Diana said. "But OK, I see what you're getting at. We - that is, those of us you decide to pick get to return to the glory days if we want to and you get to be the new top dog on top of that."

"Maybe," Samantha said. "But if I do get to be 'top dog', as you say, you'll have to admit I'd be far more reasonable than Father. Besides, I think occasionally having to listen to my advice would be more than worth it for all the power you'll regain, don't you agree?"

"You're right, unfortunately," Diana said. "OK, fine, I'm in. On one condition."

"Name it."

"I get to fuck you right now."

Samantha's face froze over. "What?"

"You heard me. I kind of like being my own woman, even if it is in a little place like this. So if you want me to be your pawn, you'll have to settle for being mine just this once."

"I made a promise," Diana's half-sister hissed. "I intend to keep it."

"Yeah, I made the same one," Diana said. "So nobody raised an eyebrow when I hung out with a lot of pretty girls. And nobody really questioned your special little companion either, did they? How is she, by the way?"

"She's fine," Samantha said. "She works as my secretary."

"Good for you. And in all that time she didn't go down on you even once?"

Samantha gave her a long, cool look. Then her face instantly broke out into a smile again. "Oh, very well then. It's a small price to pay."

Diana grinned and rose to her feet, pulling off her plain black top and taking care not to take the silver crescent moon necklace with it. Then she quickly removed her army boots and black pants and took the few steps necessary to get right in front of her half-sister. She had to admit she felt more than a little gratified when she noticed Samantha's eyes running up and down her fit, subtly muscular body and came to rest on the thick, titanic cock hanging between her legs.

"Times have changed a lot more than I expected I see," Samantha remarked. "How long have you had that thing?"

"Call it half a minute," Diana replied.

"Impressive."

Before Diana could react or say anything else, Samantha was off the chair and on her knees, her tongue lapping eagerly at her soft dick. She growled, partly with disappointment. She'd wanted to force her member down Samantha's throat and properly dominate her sister for once, but her shrewd sibling had managed to grab the initiative once again. Mostly, however, she growled with lust. While Samantha's warm tongue played and danced all across her hardening shaft, she could almost begin to appreciate why Father was the way he was. Of course, it couldn't compare to someone lapping at her pussy, but this had a curious immediate intensity which was quite... pleasurable.

Diana looked down as her CEO sister wrapped her delicate fingers around her saliva-slicked cock and calmly stroked her with a strangely fascinated look on her face. She didn't really care what went on inside her half-sister's head, though. Most of the time she couldn't follow her slightly skewed way of thinking anyway and besides, there were far more important things to focus on right now. Like how Samantha's delicate hand teased her member and filled her with lust.

When her cock was about as hard as it was going to be, standing up thick and firm and feeling hot against her flat stomach, Diana saw her sister aiming her dick at her face and opening her mouth and, reading her intent, looked away. She knew what was going to happen, but she also knew that some part of her that had been away from home for too long would rebel at the sight of her titanic shaft slipping into her sister's mouth so easily. As it was, there was only an intense and glorious burst of pleasure when she felt her cock envelloped by the wet warmth of her sister's mouth. Moans of lust began to fill the air as Diana felt her half-sister's lips slide smoothly up and down her rigid shaft. It was really pretty ridiculous how good this blowjob felt. Either it didn't take that much skill or Samantha had a secret side to her that resulted in a bit of roleplay involving her constant companion with a strap-on. Or perhaps an actual dick. Not that it really mattered anyway.

Pure lust pounding in her chest, Diana managed to suppress her moans just enough to transform into barely controlled panting and looked down. She felt her dick twitch with excitement at the mere sight of her half-sister sucking her off with such apparent enthusiasm. The depraved appeal of the scene was enough to overcome the bizarre feeling of wrongness whenever she focused too closely on the place where Samantha's lips, which hadn't parted quite far enough, met her cock, which was just a bit too thick. Diana reached down and grabbed Samantha's short black hair as she thrust her hips forward. The part of her that had been out in the world for too long expected her half-sister to gag when she suddenly shoved her titanic shaft into her throat, but of course that never happened.

Struggling for more and more control over her own body, Diana moved her hips back and forth more and more, while carefully making sure she didn't hold on to her half-sister's head too tightly until she found a smooth rhythm where it became impossible to tell whether Samantha was sucking her off or if she was fucking her sister's mouth. Hissing and growling through clenched teeth, Diana fought against the tides of pleasure flooding through her body, determined to keep what control she had. It was getting harder and harder with each passing second as she felt her coming orgasm welling up inside of her, but she was intent on half-fucking her half-sister's beautiful mouth until she came. It was a matter pride. Strange and twisted pride, maybe, but pride all the same. Having her half-sister on her knees in front of her didn't count for very much if she still called all the shots.

Diana threw her head back and moaned loudly, jubilantly, as she came, her twitching, climaxing cock filling her half-sister's mouth with a flood of semen. Her whole body shook and shuddered as a pleasure she hadn't felt for way too long gripped her and lifted her up to a place higher than Olympus and more peaceful than the Elysian fields. She came down from that high far too soon for her liking and looked down at her half-sister. She grinned with glee when she saw her seed leaking from the corners of her mouth. Then she pulled Samantha's head back with one hand while she gripped her titanic cock with the other and jacked herself in an attempt to lure as much semen out of her climaxing member as she could. Thick white strands landed all over her half-sister's face, got stuck into her formerly neat hair and stained her expensive suit.

"Well," said Samantha when it was finally over, "I take it you enjoyed that."

Diana looked at the complete mess she'd made of her half-sister's face and felt a wonderfully warm little shiver inside. "You could say that."

"Excellent," Samantha said as she got to her feet. "I take it that we have a deal then?"

"No," said Diana, annoyed as she was by the fact that her half-sister appeared to be completely unbothered by everything. "I really enjoyed your blowjob, but I haven't exactly fucked you, have I?"

Even through the layer of semen on her face, Samantha's glare was impressive. "You keep that thing away from my pussy, understand?"

"Don't worry," Diana said, guiding her half-sister to the couch and laying her down onto her stomach. "I'll just take your ass."

"Oh, if you must," Samantha said breezily.

Diana crouched behind her half-sister, pushed up her skirt and pulled down her panties. They were, she couldn't help noticing, small and black, with a very nice lacy pattern. Diana briefly wondered if her half-sister wore because they made her feel sexy or if she enjoyed showing them to her 'secretary'. Either way, she was sure she was going to like the answer.

The question faded from her mind when she looked her sibling's smooth and uncovered behind. She put one hand on one of her half-sister's cheeks to expose her tight little hole and wrapped the other around her shiny, sticky shaft. Moving with more care than was probably necessary, Diana put the head of her member against her half-sisters opening and paused.

"Ready?"

"Of course," Samantha breathed.

Diana heard her half-sister grunt when she pushed into her, which was a bit strange. Yes, it was clear that her titanic shaft was too big for Samantha's small hole, but it was also clear that her titanic shaft was just the right size for her ass. Still, perhaps out of some vague respect for how these things were supposed to go, Diana was careful with pressing further and further into her half-sister. She knew she could just swiftly force the full length of her cock into Samantha's ass, but she had the strange feeling that just wouldn't be... right somehow.

At length and accompanied by the groans of her half-sister's painful lust, Diana managed to fill her with her entire dick. She paused for a while, enjoying the feel of Samantha's tight heat clenching her cock.

"This doesn't hurt too much, right?" Diana asked, realising it was a stupid question the moment the words left her lips.

"Oh no," Samantha breathed. "It hurts just enough."

Grinning, feeling a brief burst of excitement run through her, Diana grabbed her half-sister's ass and began moving. She felt the carefulness she'd used when she'd first penetrated her begin to drift away in bits and pieces, spurred on by Samantha's moans growing louder with pleasure while the pain faded. Before she really knew it, Diana had picked up a steady pace, fucking her half-sister's ass with a respectable speed and vigour and always making sure to stuff the full length of her titanic member into her on the in-stroke.

Yet as enjoyable as it was to feel her half-sister's ass squeeze her dick, Diana got the feeling Samantha enjoyed the whole thing a great deal more. Her body writhed on the couch, pleasured moans and ramblings made incoherent by lust spilling from her lips. Instead of trying to keep some grip on herself, it seemed she had surrendered herself completely to the intense pleasure her anal invasion gave her.

It was almost annoying.

Without slowing down her pace any, Diana leaned over to whisper into her half-sister's ear. "You're really into this, aren't you?"

"What gave-" Samantha's reply stopped abruptly when lustful moans drowned out everything else as Diana drove into her completely. "It away?"

"You're a real little anal slut," Diana hissed.

"If you-" And again, a pleasured pause. "Like."

Not sure whether to grin or growl, Diana lifted herself up and started fucking her half-sister's even swifter, driving into her harder and faster. Samantha squealed and shuddered in response, her whole body eagerly inviting Diana's member. As such it didn't surprise her any when her half-sister's back suddenly arched, she flung her head back and screamed with orgasmic pleasure. Gripped by her climax, Diana felt her half-sister's ass clamp down on her shaft completely, squeezing her harder than before. Diana groaned, the sudden tight pleasure pushing her into an orgasm of her own, her immobile dick filling her half-sister's ass with semen.

Samantha collapsed onto the couch, her breathing heavy but regular. Diana pulled out of her carefully, a strand of seed briefly connecting the tip of her cock to her half-sister little hole.

"Now... do we have... a deal?" Samantha asked.

"Yeah," said Diana. "Count me in."

"Good," Samantha nodded. Then, after a while. "Mind telling me where the shower is?"

"Over there," Diana pointed.

Samantha visibly pulled herself together and got up. Diana moved out of the way and fell down into a chair, deciding not to put anything on just yet. Not because she wanted to clean up first, but because she felt a perverse joy at just hanging around naked with a sticky, filthy cock between her legs.

"Say, Athena," she called when her half-sister was about to disappear into the bathroom, "you'll let me know when everything's set up, right?"

The messy goddess of wisdom and war paused to smile at her. "You'll be one of the first to know. Artemis."