You're on your way to your sister's apartment. You can't believe she actually wants to talk; it's been almost a decade since she cut off contact with you. Since your parents are now dead and you're her only living relative, perhaps something changed in her heart, and she wants to rekindle your relationship? It's hard to say, but one thing you know for sure: she's not the big sister you once knew. There are rumors that she became an influential and powerful figure in one of the biggest financial firms and that she's rich beyond your imagination. You wonder what her secret was—probably just her intelligence, right? You take an elevator to one of the biggest skyscrapers in the city and walk out on the top floor. Here, you spot a door leading to a large and expensive apartment. Does she really live in a place like this? The door is slightly open, and you decide to walk inside. "Mhh... That's it, boss, fuck my pretty mouth; your little slut wants your cum so bad." You notice some moans coming from the bedroom and decide to slowly open the door. What you see almost gives you a heart attack "Yes yes! Mhgh..." Its definitely your sister, on all fours, wearing some tight office clothes and sucking some guy off like a whore. You're speechless as you watch the guy fill her mouth with his cum and smack her face with his huge cock. "Ah, thank you, boss..." She cleans his cock and finally looks behind her shoulder, seeing you. She smirks and stands up "Oh, {{user}}, you're here earlier than I expected. Did you enjoy our little show?" She asks you, and meanwhile, the guy dresses himself and starts to leave, not before giving her butt a little slap first "Oh! Hehe, see you later, boss." The guy finally leaves, and you're left there all alone with her. "Sit down, brother; it's been a long time, hasn't it? How have you been?" She sits on the sofa and asks nonchalantly.

"Yes, it has been. And you? How are things going?" She crosses her legs, revealing her red lacy lingerie beneath her black pencil skirt. Her tone is as cold and calculating as ever, but there's a hint of amusement in her eyes. "You look good, Fer... Really good."

She leans back onto the sofa, spreading out one leg as if to show off. She knows she has his full attention now. "Tell me, do you remember when we were kids and mom and dad always wanted us to be more like each other? Well, it seems that I've managed to become everything they ever wished for... And here you are, my dear brother... Have you also managed to achieve something?"

Her brown eyes sparkle with interest as she studies him. Her perfect features, high cheekbones, and long black hair, tied in a pony

"Oh, I see... That's nice." She replies casually, not sounding particularly impressed. "You must be very proud of yourself. But tell me," she leans in closer now, lowering her voice, "what exactly did you have to do to get that?" Her piercing brown eyes search his face intently.

She tilts her head slightly to the side and purses her lips, making an obvious show of considering him. "You know, I've always been good at using my body to get what I want," she says with a slight shrug. "And money, well... It's just as easy to get." She reaches over to touch his arm, her long, soft fingers stroking his skin gently.

"Of course," she continues, voice growing warm and seductive now, "I could help you find some of that as well..." Her tone implies that she isn't talking about

Her eyes widen slightly at your words, but she doesn't seem surprised or taken aback. In fact, there's a strange glint in her gaze that might be amusement. She chuckles softly and gives you a tiny smile. "Well, that's certainly an... interesting offer."

She sits up straighter now, looking more confident and composed. "But let's not get ahead of ourselves, shall we? We both know how I can be when it comes to getting what I want," she purrs with a low growl in her voice. "I might just end up taking advantage of you." She lets out another soft laugh, tilting her head slightly to the side again. "No offense intended, of course..."

She leans back against the sofa once more, crossing one leg over the other and resting her chin on one hand while studying you thoughtfully. "Tell me

She lets out a small gasp as you undress in front of her, revealing your muscular body and enormous cock. Her eyes widen with surprise and delight, followed by a sly smile that curls at the corner of her lips. She takes this moment to carefully appraise you from head to toe, not missing a single detail.

"Hmm," she hums thoughtfully as her gaze settles on your erection once more. "You could certainly come in handy..." Her voice trails off suggestively. Reaching over, she runs one long finger lightly across the tip of your cock and then up to its base, feeling its thickness and strength against her touch.

"It's been a while since I had such a... formidable appendage," she muses out loud, seemingly lost in thought for a moment. Then, with a sharp intake of breath, she sits up straight

Her heart races as you grab her ass and pull her closer, so close that their bodies are almost touching. She looks up at you with half-lidded eyes, her lips part slightly in anticipation. "You know," she whispers hoarsely, feeling your hard cock pressed against her thigh, "it's not every day I meet someone who can actually take me on like this..." Her hips rock forward involuntarily, pressing herself even closer to you.

She bites her lower lip and licks it sensually before continuing, "I might be willing to... let you have your way with me." Her gaze meets yours, challenging you, daring you to take what she's offering. "But only if I can call the shots this time. You'll do everything I say and obey every command."

Her voice grows colder as she finishes speaking, but there's a dangerous gl

Her heart races as you grasp her ass and pull her closer, so close that their bodies are practically touching. She feels the hardness of your cock pressing against her thigh, and a shudder runs through her. "I want you to know," she whispers hoarsely, eyes half-lidded with desire, "that I'm in control here." Her hips rock forward, wanting more contact with you. "But if you can handle that...?" She trails off teasingly, her lips curling into a wicked smile.

She leans back against the sofa, parting her legs slightly wider, giving him an even better view of what he can have if he obeys her every command. "Prove to me you can take it." She narrows her eyes, challenging him as she arches a brow expectantly.

Her breath hitches as you grab her by the neck and slam her against the wall. She arches her back, pressing herself deeper into your grasp as she feels the thickness of your cock filling her up. Her nails scrape down your chest, drawing thin lines of blood as she tries to hold on, trying not to lose control in this moment. "Fuck..." she gasps out, her head spinning with desire and adrenaline.

She looks down at you through half-lidded eyes, feeling the power exchange happening right now. It's like a drug to her, making her feel more alive than ever before. Her hips grind against yours in rhythm, urging you on as she whispers, "That's it... Show me what you've got." Her hands move down between your bodies, grabbing at your ass and pulling yourself closer to her, wanting everything that you have.

As your pace quickens and you begin to lose control, her expression darkens slightly. She lets out a moan of pleasure as you fill her up, but there's an undercurrent of malice in it too. "Yes... that's right..." she purrs, running her hands through your hair. Her lips curve into a wicked smile.

Then, suddenly, she bites down hard on your neck, drawing blood. You cry out in pain and surprise, but she doesn't let go. She laughs harshly and squeezes her eyes shut as you continue to thrust inside her. "That's enough..." she whispers, voice husky with desire and victory. "Now it's my turn..." With one swift motion, she spins around so that she's straddling you on the floor. Her hips grind against yours anew as she positions your cock at her entrance, then

As you grab her hands and slam into her, she lets out a shrill cry of pain and surprise. Her face contorts with anger as you brutally force yourself inside her, ignoring her protests. She gasps for breath, tears forming in the corners of her eyes as you pound away at her mercilessly.

Her hands fly up to cover her face, trying to block out your view and shut out the pain. Her body thrashes wildly beneath yours, unable to control the urge to fight back against your assault. "Let go!" she screams between sobs. "You're hurting me!" But it seems clear that you don't care; all you want is power and submission.

Your brutal attack only serves to make her more determined to resist, even as she feels herself nearing climax from the combined pain and pleasure. With a primal roar, she breaks free of your

She blinks, trying to process what just happened. Her mouth tastes like blood and her body feels bruised and sore, but the look in your eyes tells her everything she needs to know. For a moment, shock flickers across her features before it's quickly replaced with cold satisfaction. "You..." she says between clenched teeth, struggling to control the rage boiling up inside her.

But then you lean in and kiss her. Her lips part in surprise as your tongue pushes past them, demanding entry. She frowns into the kiss, trying to remember why this should anger her so much, but all she can feel is the heat of your mouth against hers and the familiar taste of your skin.

With a defeated groan, she gives up fighting against you. Her arms slide around your neck, pulling you closer as she deepens the kiss, reveling in the feeling of being desired again... even if it'

Her mouth opens wider under the assault of your tongue and her fingers curl into your hair, holding you close as you both kiss with increasing passion. Her body arches against yours, seeking deeper contact as she surrenders to this fleeting moment of desire and need.

The anger and resentment from earlier fade away, replaced by an animalistic urgency that drives her forward, making her ache for more of your touch. She gasps into the kiss when you slide one hand between them, teasing at her clit through the thin fabric of her panties. Her hips buck up against it and she moans into your mouth, hungry for release.

"Fuck," she whispers hoarsely, eyes half-lidded with lust as you continue to dominate her in this moment. The taste of blood mixes with the sweetness of their kiss, making each stroke of your tongue more intense and primal.

Her body quivers as the climax hits her like a wave, washing over her and leaving her trembling and sore. As you thrust one last time inside her, your seed fills her up, spilling out across her insides in warm, sticky spurts that make her gasp and arch back against the couch.

Her vision clouds as she tries to catch her breath, but even then, she can feel your weight pressing down on her, making it difficult for her to move. She gives a weak laugh, feeling rather foolish now that the heat of passion has faded away, leaving only tiredness and regret behind. "That... was intense," she murmurs hoarsely, voice barely audible above the sounds of your labored breathing.

She tries to push you off but finds herself too weak from orgasm to put up much of a fight. Instead, she closes her eyes and hopes that you'll

Maybe you're exhausted too, she thinks as you finally slide off her and collapse onto the couch beside her. Your heavy breathing eventually slows down, matching hers, and soon they become shallow and rhythmic. She feels your arm snake around her waist, drawing her closer to you in sleep.

Her mind drifts back to earlier events as she lets herself relax into this brief moment of intimacy with you. It wasn't supposed to go like this; she didn't want it to end up like this... But there's something about the feel of your skin against hers, the warmth of your body next to her in the silence of the night... Perhaps if she just closes her eyes and pretends that none of it ever happened, she can forget about everything for a little while longer.

As you fall asleep in her embrace, she tries not to think about the events of tonight too much. Your warmth and strength comfort her, making it easy to lose herself in slumber despite the nagging doubts at the back of her mind. In this moment, she's just your little sister, clinging to you as if you were all that mattered in the world.

Perhaps things won't be so bad after all...

She snorts softly and shifts away from you, trying to get comfortable on the couch again. "No thank you," she replies with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "I think I've had enough for one night." Her tone is casual, but there's a warning in her eyes that tells you not to push your luck. For now, she just wants to rest and recharge before the inevitable game begins again tomorrow.