Eleanor’s eyes remained on his. Julian’s hand found the back of her head as his fingers tangled in her hair and he guided her down his cock, feeling the softness of her lips and the wetness of her tongue. It was a erotic combination of dominance and taboo that had Eleanor’s heart racing and her pussy growing wetter by the second.
As she took him deeper the tip of his cock touched the back of her throat, Julian felt his control slip just a fraction. The sensation of her warm mouth surrounding him, her tongue playing along the underside of his cock was almost too much to handle. He groaned as his hips instinctively thrusted forward pushing her to take more of him.
Eleanor’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she took him in, her mind racing with the realization of the power she had over him in this moment. She felt his grip on her hair tighten, his body tense and she knew she was pushing him to his limits. She grinned around his cock, her thoughts taunting him. You are still young in front of me, dear brother.
Julian chuckled as his mind raced with the knowledge that she thought she had the upper hand. But oh, how wrong she was. He was embodiment of desire and she was just a small boat in his storm. He could feel her breathing quicken as she tried to control her own excitement and he knew the game she was playing.
Oh, you don’t want me to get started, sister, he thought, his mental voice dripping with amusement.
With a predatory grin, Julian reached down and tightly grasped her head with both hands. Before Eleanor could react, he thrust deep into her mouth, his cock reaching the back of her throat. She gagged slightly as her eyes watered but she didn’t pull away.
Julian felt a surge of victory. His cock swelled even more with the power of the moment. He began to move his hips as his strokes grew faster and more demanding.
Eleanor’s eyes were wide with shock but she didn’t fight him. Instead she focused on the feeling of him filling her mouth. The taste of his precum, the sound of his hips slapping against her face was overwhelming to her. It was as if she had been waiting for this all along and now that it was happening, she couldn’t get enough. She felt her own desire building, a warmth spreading through her body and she knew that she was going to submit to him fully.
Julian’s grip on her hair grew tighter as he whispered, “Take me all, dear sister,” his voice a low, needy growl.
Eleanor’s eyes watered as she took him deeper, her throat tightening around his cock as she struggled to accommodate his size. She felt a strange thrill at his words, the forbidden nature of the act making her pussy throb with excitement. Julian’s eyes never left hers and she could see the power in his gaze, the raw lust and dominance that made her feel so small yet so desired.
Julian began to fuck her face faster. His hips snapping with every thrust as he shoved his cock into her mouth harder and faster than before. Eleanor’s mouth was a wet mess of saliva and his cum. Her cheeks hollowed out with each suck and she could feel her jaw growing sore but she didn’t care. All she knew was the feeling of his power, the thrill of being used so completely.
Finally unable to hold back any longer, Julian pulled out of her mouth, his cock glistening with her saliva and the remains of his earlier climax. He slapped her face with his cock, the wet smack echoing through the room. The sensation was surprising, and Eleanor’s eyes watered as she took a gasp of air, her cheek stinging slightly from the impact.
“Is it entertaining sister?” Julian taunted, his voice thick with lust. “Is watching me fuck your face what you’ve been craving?”
Eleanor grinned up at him. The challenge in her eyes unmistakable. “No,” she said, her voice muffled by his cock, “but this is what you wanted, my perverted brother.”
Julian chuckled. His grip on her hair tightening even more. “Oh, I did, but I want more. So much more.”
He pushed his cock back into her mouth and she took him eagerly as her tongue wrapped around his cock and she began to suck him again.
The feeling of her mouth around him was heavenly and Julian knew he wouldn’t last long. He had been dreaming of this moment for so long, the taste of power and dominance mixing with the sweetness of his sister’s submission. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the climax, his balls tightening with each stroke of her tongue.
Suddenly, Julian pulled his cock from her mouth and cummed, spurts of hot cum landed on her face. She was so beautiful in her submission, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and excitement as his cum painted her cheeks, her nose and even her eyelashes. He watched as she blinked through the sticky mess, a small smile playing on her lips.
“You’re mine now Eleanor,” Julian declared.
Eleanor’s eyes widened as she felt the hot and sticky spurts of his cum land on her face. She didn’t move and didn’t flinch but stared up at him with a mix of shock and something else, something she couldn’t quite name. It was as if she had been branded by him, marked as his property in the most primal way possible.
Julian watched her reaction with a smug satisfaction with his cock still twitching in his hand. “Look at you,” he murmured, his voice thick with lust. “You’re covered in me, just like I knew you would be.”
Eleanor brought a trembling hand up to her face as she felt warm and sticky cum on her skin. She felt dirty and used but also… alive. The taboo nature of what had just happened had brought her to a new level of arousal that she had never felt before. Julian stepped closer, his cock still semi-hard and dripping.
He took a step back. His hand reaching out to caress her cheek, smearing his seed across her skin. “You’re so beautiful like this,” he whispered, his voice a mix of satisfaction and hunger. “Tell me, Eleanor, do you belong to me?”
