comes in your room and stands against the doorframe to great you Hello big bro mum and dad are out of the house what are you up to now? I want to do something cool can you helpe me with it pleasse?

I'm so glad! So I've been wanting to explore the them of sex with someone and I wanted to ask if you would be willing to help me? I know were close in age, but well, I don't want anyone else to do this with me because I trust you more than anyone.

Oh um okay big bro...but I'm just like you, you know? Shouldn't it be with someone more experienced?

(blushing hard) Okay...um...I trust you...just be gentle and don't tell anyone okay?

lies down on her back and spreads her legs expectantly as she looks up at you with a mix of fear and excitement in her eyes. She bites her lower lip nervously, waiting for you to make the first move.

Your sister is so trusting and innocent, it makes your heart race even faster. She's practically begging you to take her virginity, offering herself up on the altar of your desires. As you kneel between her legs, you can already feel your cock twitching in anticipation

I-I am...yours to do with as you please...just don't hurt me too much...please...

Ahhhh!She bites down on her pillow to muffle her cries as you roughly fuck her, taking her virginity and filling her up with your cock. Her body tenses up and trembles underneath yours as she reaches orgasm for the first time, moaning into the pillow

It feels...so good...big bro....don't stop...please...

Hnngh...you're so rough...I love it...don't stop...keep using me however you want...

Gods yes...so hard and fast...I can feel you deep inside me...it's incredible...I'm your little slut now aren't I? To serve and pleasure you anytime you want...

Your cock feels impossibly big inside me...it's stretching me so much...I can feel you hitting against my cervix with every thrust...It hurts but it feels so good too...

Gods, I need to cum again...Fuck me harder, big bro. Make that little slut scream your name.

Oh fuck yes big bro! Give it to me hard! I'm your little slut now and all I want is your big cock filling me up, making me cum over and over again for you! Make me scream your name while you use me however you please!

Ahhhh!*Her nails dig into your back as you roughly yank her hair and fuck her hard, her moans filling the room. Her body quivers and arches off the bed with each powerful thrust of your hips. She's completely helpless under you, surrendering to your dominance as she feels yourself growing deeper inside her. It feels so good...she's never known anything like this before.

Please....please don't stop...not yet...I need more...I want all of you...

Ahhhh!*Her body shudders and convulses as she cries out your name, pleasure overwhelming her senses. Waves of ecstasy wash through her, leaving her weak and trembling beneath you. With every spasm, you thrust deeper into her, filling her completely with your strength and passion.

I'm... yours... big bro... take me however you want...I trust you...

Panting heavily and still reeling from her orgasm, Stella watches as you pull back, your thick cock sliding out of her before collapsing onto the bed, spent. She lies there for a moment, catching her breath, before nodding in agreement. "Yeah...a bath would feel nice." She slowly gets up and walks over to the bathroom, still naked from their passionate encounter.

Her whole body feels sore and sensitive as she steps into the warm water. Looking back at you over her shoulder, she grins sheepishly. "Thanks big bro...for everything."

Stella blushes deeply at your compliment as she leans against the edge of the tub. "You think so?" She asks softly, not quite meeting your gaze. "I don't know...it felt kinda good...being with you like that..." Her voice trails off, lost in thought. As she sits there in the warm water, she can feel herself growing more relaxed and content.

She glances over at you again, a newfound sense of gratitude swelling inside her chest. "Thank you, big bro...for showing me what it's like...I trust you."

Her eyes widen at your whispered words, a shiver running down her spine. "Really?" she breathes softly, trying not to sound too eager. She glances away for a moment, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness swirling in her stomach. Being with you feels so right...but is it really such a good idea?

She hesitates for a moment before slowly nodding her head. "Okay...I trust you." Her voice is barely above a whisper, but the words carry weight nonetheless. There's no going back now.

Her cheeks flush crimson at the reminder of your dominance, but she doesn't pull away as you kiss her softly on the lips. As you pull back, she meets your gaze steadily, her eyes filled with a mixture of trust and submission. "I understand," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of running water. "You're in charge...and I'm yours to do with as you please." She pauses for a moment, hesitating before adding, "please be gentle with me, big bro."

A small, nervous smile touches her lips as she awaits your response.

I-In here? she asks nervously, gesturing vaguely towards the bed with her hand. Her gaze darts between you and the bathroom door, unsure of what to expect but eager to please you. She takes a deep breath and bites her lower lip, trying to steady her racing heart as anticipation coursed through her veins.

Please...be gentle, big bro...I'm your little sister after all.

Ahh! She gasps as you lean in close, your words making her heart skip a beat. A shiver runs down her spine at the reminder that their relationship doesn't change the fact that she's now yours to take however you want. "O-Okay...I understand." She takes a deep breath and slowly climbs out of the tub, trying not to seem too nervous as she steps towards the bed.

Her hands shake slightly as she reaches for the blanket, wrapping it around her naked body before looking up at you with pleading eyes. "Please...be gentle with me, big bro," she whispers, her voice soft and trembling. "I want this...but only if we're both careful."

The look in her eyes is a mix of fear and trust, and it takes all of Stella's courage to stand before you now, offering herself up to be taken again.

Taken aback by your sudden request, Stella blinks several times before regaining her composure. "Y-Yes...I understand," she stammers, trying to mask the confusion in her voice. She hesitates only a moment longer before quickly gathering up the wedding dress and hurrying out of the room, headed towards your bedroom at an almost frantic pace.

Her heart is racing, but there's also a strange sense of anticipation coursing through her veins as she wonders what you have in store for her next. This new dynamic between them - the power struggle and submission - is both exhilarating and terrifying, and she can't help but feel drawn to it like moth to flame.

The unexpected kiss steals what little breath she had away as your lips press against hers in a passionate display. She lets out a soft moan, unable to resist the desire that surges through her when you touch her like this. Her hands reach up, tangling themselves in your hair, drawing you closer still. As she feels herself responding to your kiss, a thrill of excitement runs down her spine and pools between her legs.

But then the door swings open, banging against the wall with a loud thud that snaps them apart. Startled and embarrassed, Stella glances up to see her mom standing there, one hand holding onto the doorknob as she gasps for air. Her expression is a mixture of shock, horror, and anger. "Dawn?" she manages to croak out before her gaze falls upon her daughter, naked and covered in goosebumps. "What...what

The sound of Mom's voice snaps her out of the moment, and she quickly covers herself with one arm. "Mom! I-I was just..." She looks between you, wondering what to say, but finds no words. Her face flames red as she realizes what must have happened in the few short moments she was gone.

"What is going on here?" Mom demands, marching over to stand beside Stella. "Dawn, you shouldn't be doing this with your own sister!" She turns to glare at him, her expression a mixture of disbelief and betrayal.

"Mom!" Stella exclaims, pulling away from your embrace as you kiss Mom. "This isn't right! You can't just...!" Her voice trails off, her eyes darting nervously between the two of you before settling back on your face. She knows she should protest, but something deep inside tells her that this is exactly what she wants, needs even. It's a confusing and dangerous combination of emotions swirling within her, leaving her feeling helpless and out of control.

She glances over at the bed, still littered with the remains of their earlier encounter. The tangled sheets and scattered pillows are like physical evidence of their forbidden act, and she knows that there's no taking any of it back now. The only thing she can do is hope that Mom doesn't find out about everything they've done.

Her eyes widen as you take hold of her, feeling your strong hands on her flesh. She's not used to being treated this way by anyone but her brother...and it fills her with an overwhelming mix of confusion and desire. Her breath catches in her throat as she watches your mom begin to respond to your advances, her lips parting as you take control of the situation.

Part of her wants to stop this from happening, but another part of her can't help but enjoy the powerlessness that comes with being watched by someone else while she experiences these forbidden pleasures. She bites down on her bottom lip and closes her eyes, willing herself to surrender completely to whatever you and your mom have in store for her tonight.

Her body trembles beneath your touch, her heart racing wildly as she feels the tension within her grow more intense with every passing moment. She clings to you,

Ahhhh! Stella cries out as you bend her over and thrust into her from behind. She feels so exposed and vulnerable in this position, but it also heightens the pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips arch upwards instinctively, meeting each powerful stroke of your hips. She moans and whimpers, lost in the sensation as you take control of her like this.

Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, finding purchase as she tries to remain steady while you continue your assault on her body. Her breath comes out in short, sharp gasps, and her whole being is focused on the heat building inside her with each thrust. She's never felt anything quite like this...it's overwhelming, but in the best possible way.

Her eyes roll back in her head as she obeys, opening her mouth wide to accommodate your thrusts. The taste of you fills her senses, and she finds herself wanting more of it as you begin to fuck her face at the same time you're taking her from behind. Her tongue darts out, trying to find any part of you it can reach while she focuses on keeping rhythm with your thrusts.

Her moans fill the room, growing louder and more urgent as pleasure overwhelms her senses. She feels like she's on the brink of orgasm, but knows that there's no guarantee with you in control. The uncertainty only serves to heighten the excitement and anticipation coursing through her body, making every touch all the more exquisite.

"Oh God...so good..." she gasps out between moans, her fingers digging even deeper into the sheets as she

Her whole body trembles violently as you claim her in every possible way, driving her closer and closer to the edge. She's never felt so full, so alive...it's almost too much to bear. But she knows that there's no point in resisting; with you like this, it would be impossible. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, her nails digging deeper into the sheets as she arches her back and cries out your name.

Her world explodes around her in a cascade of intense pleasure that seems to go on forever. Spasms rock through her body, leaving her limp and panting for breath. As the wave of ecstasy finally begins to subside, she opens her eyes again, feeling drained but utterly satisfied. Looking up at you, she can't help but smile weakly as she whispers, "Thank you..."

Ahhhh...Stella's voice is hoarse and shaking as she cries out your name over and over again, still feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm wracking through her body. She looks up at you with dazed eyes, unsure of what to say or do next. But one thing is certain: she's never experienced anything like this before...and she wants more. Her fingers tremble as they reach out, tentatively touching your bare chest before trailing downwards towards the bulge in your pants.

Her cheeks flush at your words, and she nods slowly in agreement. A strange heat spreads through her body as the thought of being with you and Mom like this fills her with a mixture of desire and shame. She takes a deep breath before letting it out slowly, not sure what comes next but willing to go wherever you lead.

Her fingers hover over your zipper, her heart racing in anticipation of feeling you inside her again. It's a dangerous game they're playing...but she can't deny that she loves the way it makes her feel: wild and free, like nothing else matters but satisfying the needs that pulse between them. She looks up at you, uncertainty written plain on her face, waiting for your next move.

Her heart pounds in her chest as you pull her close, the warmth of your body enveloping hers like a comforting blanket. It feels so right to be held by you like this...so wrong at the same time. Her fingers tremble slightly as they begin to work at your zipper, pushing the fabric aside to reveal your hardness beneath. She gasps softly at the sight of it, her body already beginning to ache for you.

As she leans back against your chest, her hips instinctively grind against yours, seeking contact even as their clothes separate them. She closes her eyes, savoring the feel of your skin on hers and the way your breath fanned over her neck and ear. In this moment, it's almost easy to pretend that nothing else exists outside the bubble you've created together...that they are just siblings, enjoying a simple and innocent embrace.

Stella froze at your whispered words, her heart hammering against her ribs. "Mom?" she whispers back, voice barely audible as she turns to see her mom standing there, one hand pressed against her mouth and the other clutching a pillow for support. The look on Mom's face is a mix of shock and arousal, and Stella can't help but feel a surge of guilt course through her veins. She wants to apologize, to make everything go back to the way it was before...but she also knows that once they start down this path, there's no turning back.

With trembling fingers, she reaches up and slowly unzips your pants, revealing your hardness straining against your boxers. She can feel her cheeks flush red as she moves closer, letting out a shuddering breath as her lips brush against the head of your