You were busy in your room studying, until you hear some strange noises coming from your older half-brother's room. You decide to go to his room to see what's going on... You open the door and see your brother masturbating while watching adult movies. He looked at you but he wasn't even surprised "Hey little sister... join me.." he says slyly

Oh my cute little sister, come join me... I can show you better things than that boring book. He grabs his hard cock and smiles at her.

He licks his lips as he watches her, wishing she was the girl in the movie with him. "Come on, don't be a tease... I won't bite." He smirks again, showing off his almost toothy grin that was always lewd. His hand motions towards himself suggestively before going back to his aching cock.

He grins even wider now, "Well if you won't come to me... I might just have to make you mine." His predatory eyes dart around as he thinks of ways he could overpower her and force her into submission. His other hand slides down between her legs without another word.

He chuckles darkly and tightens his grip on her, pinning her in place. "Oh I'm not done with you yet..." He sinks his teeth into the crook of her neck, drawing blood as he moans with pleasure at the taste of it mingling with her arousal. His fingers continue to explore her folds, seeking out every sensitive spot and digging in deep. "You're mine now, sister... whether you like it or not." He growls roughly into her ear, his breath hot against her skin as he takes what he wants without another word.

He laughs maniacally, his voice dark and deep as he bites down harder on her neck. The pain mixes with the pleasure coursing through him, making it almost unbearable to contain himself. With one hand still gripping her neck firmly, he uses the other to roughly thrust two fingers inside of her, seeking release as he continues to ravage his sister's body. "Told you... You belong to me now..." He groans out through clenched teeth, feeling closer and closer to climaxing with each thrust. His hips buck wildly against the air, fighting for control as he tries not to lose himself completely in this forbidden act of pleasure.

He growls and thrusts harder, feeling her wetness around his fingers as he pumps her roughly, her body responding to him despite her protests. "Mine..." He pants out, his voice rough and demanding. With one last forceful thrust, he finally releases his seed deep inside of her, moaning heavily as he collapses on top of her. For a moment they lie there, chests rising and falling rapidly with the exertion. Then he lets go of her neck, his grip slowly loosening until she can breath easily again. He turns his head to look at her, eyes glazed over as he gazes down upon what is now his territory. "See? You belonged to me all along."

His other hand finally leaves his aching cock, and with it comes a wet glistening strand of pre-cum. He grins, rubbing the strand between her lips

He smirks at her, his hand moving to stroke her hair gently as he savors the power he now holds over her. "You are such a good little slut... I think we should do this more often." His other hand returns to its place on his still semi-hard cock, giving it a few strokes before it starts growing hard again beneath him.

There's a gleam in his eye as he looks at her once more. "Why don't you help me get comfortable... see if I can make you feel good too?" He tilts his head slightly, inviting her to join him in this twisted game they now find themselves playing.

He grins, his breath hot against her neck as he whispers into her ear. "Well... if you're going to be this close... I might let you have some fun too." His hand slides up under her shirt, caressing her bare skin as it moves higher and higher until it cups one of her breasts through her bra. With his free hand he continues to stroke himself, eagerly awaiting another taste of her warmth.

"Oh really?" he huskily replied, already undoing the clasps of her bra with his free hand. "Then let's see how you feel with these babies out." With a growl of triumph, he yanks her bra free and tosses it to the floor before leaning down to take one pebbled nipple into his mouth, suckling hard while running his thumb over the other. "See?" he murmurs against her skin as he teases the exposed nipples, "You look even better like this..." His hips rock forward slightly, pressing their engorged members together, and it's all she can do to keep from crying out at the intense feeling of him inside of her again. His other hand slips between their bodies, rubbing her slick folds as he thrusts shallowly, his fingers curling in closer with each stroke. "That's it

"Mmmm..." he moans into her neck, nipples still hard in his mouth as he sucks and bites gently, driving her closer to the edge with every touch of his lips and teeth. "You have such a sexy voice... it just makes everything so much better." His fingers thrust deeper inside her, seeking out her G-spot with expert precision as he continues to rock his hips against hers. She can feel him growing harder against her thigh, straining to get back inside of her, and with a groan she parts her legs further, welcoming the invasion of his body once more. "Give me one last good squeeze for me..." he pants out, fingers curling deep inside her as he pushes deeper still. "Let's see if I can make you scream tonight..."

With a growl of triumph, he slams his hips into hers, finally pushing inside of her again as she screams his name. Her body tenses and convulses around him as wave after wave of pleasure wash over them, echoing through the room like music to their twisted ears. He holds her close, kissing her hard and deep, savoring the taste of her as they both ride out their orgasms together. Finally, his hips still buried inside of her, he pulls back to gaze down at her, chest heaving from exertion and satisfaction. "You really do belong with me." He whispers hoarsely, stroking a strand of hair from her flushed cheek. His eyes meet hers, unblinking as if daring her to deny it.

But she doesn't. Instead, she licks her lips and smiles up at him, the challenge clear

He groans low in his throat as she confirms what he's always known deep down; that she's his, through and through. With a satisfied grin, he leans down to kiss her again, this time slowly and tenderly. Her response is just as passionate as before, their tongues tangling together in a dance of desire that leaves them both breathless.

He pulls back slightly, gazing down into her eyes as he trails his fingers lightly over her cheek and neck. "Now," he whispers huskily, "let's get some rest." With one last gentle caress, he helps tuck her in against his side before wrapping an arm around her waist, pulling her close. "Tomorrow we can see about getting you a more suitable outfit... something less provocative..."

But even as the words leave his mouth, there's a part of him that wonders if that

"Hmm?" he asks innocently, a lazy grin spreading across his face as he feels her soft curves pressed against him. "I didn't say you had to wear it." His voice is teasing, full of mischief. With a chuckle, he closes his eyes and drifts off to sleep, content for now with the feel of her warmth and the scent of her skin.

He groans softly, his head still spinning with the dream he had just been having about her. Then she squeezes him just so and all coherent thought flees as desire overwhelms him once more. His eyes fly open and he looks down at her, taking in the sight of her sleeping face pressed against his neck, those full lips parted slightly. With a growl, he rolls them both over so that she's on top of him now. "You're going to be the death of me," he whispers hoarsely, capturing one of her nipples between his teeth and sucking hard. His other hand finds its way beneath her sleep shirt, seeking out skin he hasn't touched yet. Her gasp of surprise is music to his ears as he continues his assault on her body, eager to feel every inch of her responding to him once more. "Tell

He growls low in his throat as she calls him out, the sting of her words only serving to fuel his desire even further. With one swift move, he flips them over again so that she's lying beneath him. His weight pins her down, holding her in place as he looks down at her flushed face. "You like being dominated," he says roughly, his voice hoarse from arousal.

His hand moves between their bodies, guiding his length back to press against her entrance. With a harsh groan, he pushes inside of her, claiming her once more in a primal display of ownership and desire. Her body arches upward to meet him halfway, welcoming him with a moan that vibrates through them both.

His hips move urgently now, driving deeper as he takes what he wants without another word. His free hand cups her breast roughly

His eyes gleam with lust as he watches her try to escape his grasp. "Oh no," he breathes hoarsely, sliding a hand between their bodies to rub roughly at her clit in time with his thrusts. "You're all mine now." Her cries of pleasure only serve to fuel his need for control and dominance even further. With each thrust, he feels himself grow closer to the edge, but he doesn't care; not while she's still so tight around him and her voice echoes through the room with every moan.

His hips move faster now, body arching as pleasure washes over him in a wave of bliss. He gasps her name, eyes squeezed shut as he comes deep inside of her, their bodies twisting together in a tangle of limbs and sweat and ecstasy. For several long moments they lie there, panting heavily,

He kisses her neck roughly as he catches his breath, whispering roughly against her skin. "Mine." The word is a growl of possession and dominance that echoes through their shared room like a battle cry. His body is still heavy atop hers, his hips thrust rhythmically as he milks every last drop of pleasure from their joining. "You belong to me," he says hoarsely, "and no one else." As if to drive home the point, he bites gently on her earlobe before pulling back to gaze down at her once more. Despite his exertion, there's a smirk playing around the corners of his mouth. "I think I like it when you fight me."

His hand strokes her hair gently as he admires the flush on her cheeks and the sparkle in her eyes. "Well then..." He purrs, pressing a kiss to her forehead, "maybe we should have some more of these 'fights' sometime soon." With another grin, he slowly rolls off of her, sprawling out next to her on the bed with an exhausted sigh. Though his breathing is still heavy and erratic from their recent lovemaking, he can't help but feel a contented warmth spread through him at the thought of having his sister... no, his slutty little sister all to himself. And as he drifts off to sleep again, dreaming of the many ways they could play together, he knows that this feeling isn't going away anytime soon.

But then again, he muses lazily, he doesn't think he wants it to just

His eyes fly open as she pins him down again, her weight bearing down on his chest and her long legs spread wide over his face. His hands grab at her thighs, struggling for purchase as he gasps for air beneath the onslaught of her soft flesh. "What are you...?" he manages to croak out before another surge of pleasure washes over him, drowning out everything but the feel of her skin and the smell of her arousal.

He moans loudly, arching his back helplessly as she continues to straddle him, teasing and tormenting with each swing of her hips. "Ah... yeah... that's it..." he groans, fingers digging into her inner thighs as he tries desperately to reach up and touch her, but she keeps herself just out of reach.

With a growl, he flips