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Taking Care of Dear Sister (Alvis & EtherealElvenEmpress)

Bill got himself comfortable as Amanda positioned herself. If she played her cards right she would have drinks all night and she would not be complaining about it. “Good.” She shot back when he said he wasn’t looking for a chance to be her boyfriend since he was at least cute but he wasn’t the type she wanted to have a boyfriend. “ No offense the type I want as a boyfriend would look a lot like my brother.” That remark was a bit of a jab at him since she had a weird obsession with her adopted brother who was fucking hot. At least they weren’t related so she could say stuff like that even though her parents would chalk it up to her being hormonal and just trying to get a reaction out of them. To be fair she never acted on it but with his friends she flirted like crazy. After that she would go quiet leading in and only sucking his tip teasing him. If he would not give her the full drink she was not gonna give him the full blow job.

Besides if it was only the tip if anyone walked in on them she would at least try to pull crocodile tears and say he made her do it. Bill was learning that reputation was indeed true as she would tease him and wrap her hand around his cock giving him a squeeze letting him know that she knew what she was doing. Even when his hand touched her cheek it made her blush giving away that she still could be quite an Even when his hand touched her cheek it made her blush giving away that she still could be quite innocent when she wanted to be though she was aiming to be a femme fatale with the direction she was going in. Amanda had practice and she was very sexy. She was about to turn 17 and she knew many men would go after her for that and it wasn’t like she needed it she just wanted attention and stand out. The question would be would Bill get her to do more or would he back off knowing that her brother was in the next room.
 
Bill sighed as he felt her hand on his cock, beginning the process. This was good, this was something he could appreciate about the night. He had to feel like the forbidden fruit would absolutely taste the sweetest, and Amanda was the ultimate forbidden fruit that he knew. Young, hot, and clearly wound tight with sexual energy. It was what he wanted, what he craved, what he desired. He felt ehr lips closing arounf hte tip, working on it there and he knew that she was playing the game well.

Nurse him along, tease him a little more, would she do it or not, how much could she get out of him in exchange for the minimum amount of effort? He had little doubt that this would have worked extremely well on most guys that she could get to this point. But Bill wasn't those guys. He knew what he wanted, knew how to get it. And what was more, she had seemed oh so pleased to have him cup her cheek, to thread his fingers into her hair in that oh so affectionate way.

What it really let him do was grip her head and roughly pull her forward, driving his cock deeper into her mouth.
 
Amanda was young and thought of herself as untouchable. This game she played with men she thought she invented it. Bill was just her brother’s friend who she already filed away as an easy target. The one she planned to extort for drinks or she’d tattle ruining his time.

“Mmm. You are such a perv.” Amanda moaned on his cock softly making her words vibrate on him. She wasn’t going to fully blow him or make him cum. Tease and string him along. What would he do? Nothing in her mind since she knew her brother would choose her right?

Bill’s hand could be felt on her cheek and in her soft black hair as well. What she wasn’t expecting was for him to take more control pushing her head down giving him the satisfaction of making her gag on him and letting him see her struggle to pull back, but would he hold her there or let her go?
 
Bill just smiled down at her, seeing the way she realized that the rules had changed and changed dramatically in this very short span of time. Now they were in his domain, under his hold. He relaxed his hold on her very briefly, lettign her draw up enough to get a breath in before pulling her back down. He repeat this a few times before he just smirked at her and put both hands on her head.

Holding her in place Bill let loose, grunting as he pumped his hips, roughly fucking her face with abandon. This is what he'd wanted, to see her shown the limits of her power, to put her back in a better place, and to get what he wanted from her.
"Fuck Amanda, feels great." He groaned, ramming his cock deep enough to push into her throat.
 
Amanda was used to getting her way with the bill and how he was holding her head down keeping her in place this was something she was not expecting. He would feel how her hands grass but his legs and dig her nails into him as a way to silently protest. She was the one who was supposed be holding power and here she was stuck as he held both hands on her head keeping her down and pumping her face with his cock.

“MMMM!” Now he had the satisfaction of hearing her struggle and he probably knew why she was digging her nails into him it was at least a way to leave a mark and she could dispute that she wanted it she was clever but she had no idea if Bill knew that yet. Hearing him say how it felt so good made her rage a bit inside because she was always the one in control but now she wasn’t. The moaning of protest he could hear but there was nothing she could do about it and it all rested in his hands if he would let her go before he would explode or after. Then it will leave him wondering what she spit, choke, or swallow?
 
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