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Tug of War Between Family (Lord Dakol and iHane)

She whimpered and then sighed a bit, and then pulled away. From there, she pulled away as best as she could with her hands handcuffed. Then she stared at him. "Stop...we...we really need...to stop."she said, and yet she continued to push against him, and stared at him. "I...I'm not a pervert. You're my brother." Finally she got herself off of him, standing on her feet. She blushed as she realized that she was so wet it had begun to stain her jeans. "Shit."she snapped, and fought against the cuffs.
 
Christopher ignored her pleas for the most part, though was more aroused by how his thrusts had interrupted her words. "Yes, you are, sis!" he laughed, "If not, then why were you tasting my ear, hmm?"

When she stood up, escaping his grasp, Christopher grinned at the sight of the wet stain on her jeans. "See? This is turning you on," he said, then reached around her, taking one of the loops and pulling her back towards him. She then was forced sit on his lap again, only this time her back was to him and his erection was firmly planted against her ass. Then, he wrapped his arms around her waist, his fingers playing with the button on her jeans. "Oh, you're really wet, Skylar. Let's get this off," he said, unbuttoning them deftly and unzipping her jeans.
 
She had gotten free and wanted to run for it, but then her brother was a bit too fast for her brain to process. Before she could get away, she felt him grab her and pulled her back onto his lap. "It is NOT turning me on."she huffed. "At least the fact that you're doing it isn't."she snapped and looked away. Then she felt his erection against her and his hands came up and began to undo her pants. "Chris. Stop, seriously."she snapped a bit. "I...no..."she arched a bit, and then whimpered a bit and sighed. "God...no...it's not fair for me to be pantless and you not to be."she said, knowing that she was encouraging him.
 
The presence of his fingers made his back arch. Chris smirked, thrusting against her ass as the erection throbbed in anticipation. "Shh . . ." he urged her. But when he heard her suggest that he should be pantless too, he chuckled. "You're right. But first . . ." he trailed off, grabbing the hem of her jeans before yanking them down to her ankles in one swift motion, exposing her naked thighs and tight panties. "Fuck, you look great . . ."
 
She sighed and then went limp against him. Obviously he was getting even more aroused from the fact that she was fighting him, so she did the opposite. Then she looked at him and when he pulled down her panties, she blushed as she was revealed to have a plain black g-string on. "Mm...I do not."she spat back and then lay there, limp against him. She had given in to him, for now.
 
When she had relaxed against him and was embarrassed by the fact that he could see that she wore a black thong on, he grinned and moaned in her ear. Sliding a hand down her stomach, Christopher cupped his sister's tight wet pussy, massaging it briefly before his middle finger found her clit, rubbing it teasingly in a circle. "You're really wet sis . . . I knew you enjoyed this; are you a slut?" he asked with a chuckle.
 
She looked at him and then found her hips arching up into the hand that had cupped her pussy. When his middle finger found a home in her clit rubbing in circles, she took a sharp inhale of breath and her nails dug into the cloth that covered his cock. "I...mmm..."she looked at him, beginning to want to give him. "Mmm...I...do you want me to be a slut?" It had been a rumor that had gone around the school that she did give good blowjobs, and it was true, she had given plenty of them. Almost every party she went to she gave at least two, and even though she only went to about two, maybe three, parties a year, that amounted to at least ten within her years at school, especially since it was only starting this year she had cut her partying back to two.
 
Rubbing his sister's clit had given him a sick pleasure in the way her back arched, slowly giving into him. He looked at her when she asked him if he wanted her to be a slut, and moaned deeply against her neck. "Mmm, fuck yes . . ." he gasped, beginning to pound away at her ass as she writhed, pleasuring his erection. His finger continued to rub her swollen clit before he switched to his thumb, then found plunged his middle finger into her wet slit, fingering his sister's tight pussy.
 
She gasped and moaned eagerly, trying to stop it, but she couldn't. She really wanted to be fucked, and it didn't matter who. She grinned and then nodded and leaned over, kissing him. This was the sickest pleasure she had ever desired, and even though alarms were going of, she pushed them aside, letting her desire come forth. When he plunged his finger in her, she had to pull out of the kiss to yelp in pleasure and moan, bucking eagerly against it. He would find that shockingly, it was only a little tight. She had recently had sex with another man, but she didn't want her brother to know that. "I...nn...I'm a fucking slut then."she finally panted. "And...I'm sure, that you can do much better than your finger. Something a lot...bigger..juicier. Please, Chris?"she begged, using her best puppy eyes. She hadn't shut her mouth after talking, her tongue moving, showing how well it could do on his cock. Her hands reached down and began to massage him through his pants. "And you certainly are big."
 
All of her inhibitions were being released, it seemed, and that pleased Christopher greatly. But when she leaned over and kissed him. The young man was a bit surprised, but once more satisfied as he kissed her back, crushing his lips against her, bucking roughly against her ass. When she had admitted to be a slut, and basically wanted him to fuck her with not his finger, but his cock, Chris found a opportunity. He moaned deeply as she began to tease his cock, massaging it and stroking it partially, causing it to throb and twitch in please. "Ah, you want this, Sklyar . . . ?" he pounded his cock against her hands and ass once to let her know what he was talking about, "You want my cock, slut? Then beg for it." Christopher whispered, gliding his finger in a out of his sister snatch, feeling and wetness and heat that radiated from her body.
 
She gasped and moaned, not sure which way to buck first. She went forward and then back against his crotch. She rubbed eagerly. "Nn...god. Chris, please. "she whimpered. "I want you to pound me so very hard."she whispered. "God, please. I NEED it, Baby."she whispered, staring at him. Then she bucked and kissed at his neck eagerly.
 
A shiver ran down his spine, making him growl in his sister's ear before he listened to her beg for him to fuck her. With a malicious smirk, Christopher licked her ear and grinded against it. "All right, Skylar. But first, I want you to show me how good of a filthy cocksucker you are . . ." he whispered tauntingly. "Yeah, I know about your activities whenever you go to parties. You must be pretty good at swallowing cum . . . eh, slut?"

Pushing his sister off of his lap and down onto the floor, he turned her around so that she kneeled between his legs, the thick bulge pulsating underneath his jeans. Reaching around, Christopher began to undo the handcuffs. "Be a good girl, and suck my cock . . ." he ordered softly, releasing her hands and leaning back onto the couch to wait for his sister to do as she was told.
 
Somewhere in the back of her mind she kept telling herself that this was wrong, that this was her brother. Instead of stopping, though, her hands came up and undid his jeans. Grinning, she rubbed the bulge in his pants and then pulled his boxers off. Rubbing his shaft, he then put his mouth on his head and began to suck eagerly on his cock. She looked up at him, swirling her tongue around the head, and then she moaned on his shaft and began to suck. She took almost his entire length in, and then massaged what she couldn't take.
 
Christopher was curious to see if Skylar would take the chance to try and flee, but she didn't. Instead, her hands ran up along his jeans and teasingly undid, allowing the boxer-covered erection to spring forth. Releasing a light moan as she rubbed the bulge, Chris watched with half-closed eyes as she pulled away the boxers, too. Her brother's thick cock throbbed anxiously, thickened and quivering as the swollen head pulsed, the cumslit holding a tiny bead of prec-cum.

She then began to stroke the hard shaft, making him squirm and moan, and watched as she started to suck his cock. His head shot back, being blinded by pleasure for half a moment; Angelica was never this good at sucking his length! He felt her tongue swirling around the head, picking up and cleaning his cock as pre-cum leaked from his cock, bobbing her head down to try and take the length. "Ngh...! Fuck, sis," he gasped, panting hotly as she sucked his cock.
 
She grinned and moaned again, sucking harder and faster. Her tongue slid up and down the shaft, groaning eagerly. "Mm,"she pulled off to tease him. "Do you like it, Babe? Should I keep going?"she asked, rubbing his shaft in the meantime. "Or should I stop?"
 
Christopher arched his back in pleasure, his body slightly shaking from the feeling of his sister's mouth around his shaft. When she popped her mouth off, he looked at her briefly. "Mmm, it's feels fuckin' great, sis . . . keep going; I want to see your slutty face soaked in my cum . . ." he replied, sliding his right hand behind her head and pushing her mouth towards his cock.
 
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