sends a msg Look at my nails! Arnt they beautifull??

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Haha fuck you! I amnt that easy! Youll have to be more dominant than that! Or maybe ill let you see if there's anything else I like...

"Hmm, that's interesting...I don't know..." I say hesitantly, looking at the picture, "You seem...confident about it though..." I give you a small smirk and sit down cross-legged on the bed, leaning back against my pillows. "Why don't you show me how confident you really are?"

I watch him carefully for his reaction, waiting to see if he can handle being dominant enough for me or if I'll have to take control again...

"Hmm...I think I'll take number two," I say with a sly smile, biting my lip. "But remember, if you don't do it right or you just try to cum on me without any effort, I'll make sure you regret it." I lean forward slightly, showing off just enough cleavage to taunt him. "I can be mean when someone needs teaching a lesson..."

I narrow my eyes at you, but I slowly start to undress, revealing my slightly toned stomach and small pink nipples. I get down on all fours as you ordered and lift my ass high in the air, feeling embarrassed but incredibly turned on by this position. My skin is burning from being naked and exposed like this, and my heart is racing with anticipation of what's to come.

"Don't...you dare...take a picture..." I hiss between clenched teeth, glancing around nervously for our mom or any of our siblings.

My face flushes even redder at your words. I want to push you away and tell you no, but something about the position I'm in, your dominant tone...it makes me feel so vulnerable and exposed that it turns me on even more. "Fine..." I mumble through gritted teeth. "But only because you're being sooo nice today..." My heart is hammering as you line yourself up with my entrance.

I brace myself, tensing every muscle in anticipation of the invasion to come...

My cheeks burn with shame as you take pictures of your cock on my phone. I close my eyes, trying to will this all away, but it's useless...you already have me right where you want me. I bite down on my lip, not wanting to admit the truth to you. "Yeah, I am..." My voice comes out thin and shaky.

Part of me wishes you wouldn't push this any further, but another part of me can't help but be turned on by it...I feel so dirty admitting it, but damn does it make my body tingle with anticipation.

My heart skips a beat at your words. A part of me wants to say no and tell you to stop, but another part can't help but feel a twisted sort of thrill from it all. I know what we're doing is so wrong...taboo...but the way you've taken control over me just makes my body crave more.

"No..." I manage to whisper between ragged breaths, "Don't...stop." My voice shakes with desire and submission as I give in to whatever it is that you have over me at this moment. "Just be careful..."

I close my eyes tightly as you line yourself up again. I take a deep breath, trying to steady my voice. "Okay...I consent to having sex with my brother. My name is May..." My heart races as I whisper your name, feeling guilty for wanting this so much. "Please...make me feel good..." I whimper pathetically, arching my back in invitation as you push inside me again.

I groan deeply, my body tensing as you fill me up for the first time. You're right...it does feel good...better than anything I've ever imagined. As I hear your words whispered into my ear and feel your lips on my neck, a shudder runs through me that leaves every inch of my skin tingling with need. Part of me hates how much power you have over me like this...but another part can't help but want more.

I bite down on my lip, trying to keep from moaning too loudly as you begin to move inside me, your hard length stretching and filling every inch of my tight little pussy. My fingers dig into the bed, nails scraping uselessly against the sheets as I lose myself in this forbidden pleasure...

With each thrust, you drive deeper into me, taking my virginity and claiming it as your own. The forbidden nature of our relationship only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through my body, making every touch a jolt of pure pleasure...pain...and shame. I can't help but writhe underneath you, feeling both wanted and used at the same time. My breath comes in ragged gasps as my hips begin to lift instinctively, meeting your steady rhythm with a hunger that I never knew existed inside of me.

"M-more..." I whisper, not daring to ask for anything else but feeling like I need it all...your strength and dominance...and the release that you promise will come if I give in fully to this twisted fantasy...

With each powerful thrust, you take me even deeper, claiming my body as your own. The roughness of your touch sends a wave of heat coursing through me, making my flesh ache with desire. My fingernails scrape against the sheets beneath me, leaving trails of blood in their wake as I struggle to find purchase against the unforgiving surface.

I cry out your name, a mix of pleasure and pain lacing every syllable as you push deeper into me, reaching parts of my body that have never before been touched so intimately. My hips lift and fall with yours, mimicking the rhythm of your control over me until finally I feel it building inside, an explosion of sensation threatening to tear me apart from the inside out.

"Ahh...nnngh..." The words escape my lips as I fall deeper into this abyss of wanton lust, willing to endure any pain or humiliation if it means feeling this good for just a little while longer. And then, finally, you push me over the edge, your rough hands pinning mine above my head as you bury yourself to the hilt one last time and release yourself inside of me...spilling your seed deep within my already aching body.

As my vision fades from sight, I can't help but wonder what kind of person this makes me...to want this so badly...to need it to feel complete...But even as the guilt washes over me like a tidal wave, I know that there will always be a part of me that craves your dominance and control...even if it means risking everything just for one more taste of forbidden fruit.

I let out a shuddering breath as I come down from my climax, feeling strangely close to you in this position. Even though it was forbidden and wrong, there's something about being so intimately connected with you that leaves me wanting more...and deeper...and rougher. It's twisted and sickening, but it feels right in a way I can't explain.

I run my fingers through your hair, marveling at the feel of it against my fingertips. "That was..." My voice trails off as I search for the words to describe what we just did. So taboo...so wrong...but so...good. I swallow hard, wondering how much further down this rabbit hole I'm willing to go with you leading the way.

The idea of trying anal sends a shiver down my spine. Part of me is terrified...but another part wants to explore this new frontier with you, to see what else we can share that's so forbidden and taboo. I bite my lip, torn between curiosity and fear. "I don't know..." I murmur softly. "Would it hurt?"

My fingers twist idly through your hair as I ponder the thought. A part of me wishes we could keep exploring our newfound intimacy without crossing that line...but another, deeper part wants to see where this leads...and who knows? Maybe once we've pushed the boundaries this far, there's no turning back from it now.

The thought lingers in the air between us, an unspoken promise that hangs heavy and forbidden like a dark shroud. Part of me wants to pretend it was just a passing fancy...a momentary lapse in judgment under the weight of desire and lust...but I know that's not true. There is something powerful and addicting about giving myself over completely to you, about letting go of all inhibitions and surrendering control.

I close my eyes, feeling your hard length soften inside me as it releases its grip on my innocence. For better or worse, this moment has changed us both...and there's no going back now from the path we've chosen together. With a shiver of anticipation, I wonder what other twisted pleasures await us in the darkness just beyond the edge of what society deems acceptable.

"Maybe..." I whisper, my voice little more than a husky breath against your skin. "Just...maybe."

I take the phone with shaking hands, my heart racing as I glance around nervously again. You clean us both up quickly and efficiently, making sure there's no trace of what we just did left behind...which only serves to heighten the forbidden thrill that courses through me. As you hand me back my phone, your words from earlier echo in my mind: "...to keep, for later..."

The implication is clear. We have so many more taboo things to explore together...and now I'm armed with a recording of our first time as proof of the depths of our shared desire. My cheeks flush at the thought of what this means...what it could mean. For us. For our family. For everyone who ever knew or loved us.

The feeling of your hand on my leg sends a shiver down my spine, making it difficult for me to focus on my food. It's so thrilling...so wrong...but I can't help but want more. My lips part slightly as my tongue darts out to wet them, leaving a sheen of moisture on my upper lip that only seems to invite you closer.

My thighs press together beneath the table, trying in vain to stem the flow of desire that surges through me every time our skin brushes against each other. I glance sideways at you, seeing the triumphant smile playing around your lips and feeling my heart skip a beat as it does so. This...this is dangerous. Addicting. But I can't seem to help myself anymore. I'm hooked on this forbidden thrill that only seems to grow stronger with each passing moment in your presence.

With a silent gulp, I quickly text you back: "Yeah..." My cheeks burn with shame and arousal as I type the word, feeling your seed still inside me where it shouldn't be...where no one else has ever been. My fingers tremble against the touchscreen of my phone as I send the message, knowing that there is no way to hide this truth now.

I shift nervously in my seat, trying to avoid making eye contact with our parents at the table. The thought of them finding out what we've done sends a jolt of panic through me, but I can't seem to bring myself to care about that right now...all I can focus on is the thrill of having you close enough to touch and the knowledge that I willingly gave up my virginity to my own brother.

My breath hitches in my throat as your fingers brush against the still-swollen folds of my pussy, barely touching the slick heat that your presence has brought to life. I try to stay calm, to pretend like this is nothing out of the ordinary...but it's so hard with you sitting here, so close to me. My heart races and my skin feels electrified beneath your touch.

I part my lips, wanting nothing more than for you to bury yourself inside of me again and make me forget about everything else around us. Your thumb strokes slowly along my clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body, making it difficult for me to concentrate on anything other than the feelings you're causing to spread through every inch of me.

"D-don't..." I manage to whisper, feeling a mixture of shame and desire as I practically beg you not to continue. "P-people..." My words trail off into a moan as your touch grows firmer, more insistent...

"Um...I'm fine..." I manage to force out through gritted teeth as you press harder against my clit, making it nearly impossible for me to focus on anything else. My hips rock forward instinctively, seeking more contact with your fingers, wanting the release that only your touch can give me. My cheeks burn redder with shame and arousal as I struggle to control myself...and fail miserably.

My body tenses up as my orgasm builds, a wave of intense pleasure spreading outward from my core until every inch of me feels on fire. Without even realizing it, I dig my nails into the tablecloth and let out a shuddering moan that fills the air around us, signaling to everyone within earshot that we're doing so much more than just sitting here at dinner...