“Oh yeah,” she moaned around a mouthful of his cock, her voice muffled and desperate.
Julian’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he felt her tight pussy clench around him, her inner walls trying to adjust to his girth.
“So big,” she whimpered, the words barely coherent as she struggled to take him in.
Julian chuckled darkly, his grip on her hips tightening as he began to move, his cock sliding in and out of her with a wet, squelching sound.
The feeling of her tightness surrounding him was indescribable, the way she took every inch with a mix of pain and pleasure.
Eleanor’s eyes widened with each stroke, her body stretching and adjusting to his size. She had never been with anyone so large, and the sensation was overwhelming.
The pain was intense, but it was a pain that brought with it a sense of accomplishment, a feeling of being used in the most primal way possible.
He began to move faster, his cock pummeling into her with a ferocity that seemed almost animalistic. The room was filled with the sound of their bodies coming together, the slap of his flesh against hers, the wet suction of her pussy as he claimed her.
Eleanor felt her body stretching, the pain becoming a white-hot brand that seared through her every time he filled her completely. But with the pain came a pleasure so intense it was almost unbearable. Each stroke was a declaration of his dominance, and she reveled in the feeling of being taken, being used so thoroughly.
Julian’s movements grew more frantic, his hips slapping against hers as he drove deeper and deeper. She could feel him growing even harder inside her, his cock thickening with each thrust.
Lost in his own world, Julian couldn’t believe how good it felt to be fucking his sister. The reality was so much better than any of his wildest fantasies. He had always known there was something special about her, something that drew him in, but he had never imagined it would be like this. Her tightness, her heat, the way she squirmed and moaned beneath him, it was all too much. He had to hold back, to make it last, to savor every second of her sweet submission.
“You feel so good, sister,” he groaned, his voice strained as he fucked her with a brutal force.
Eleanor’s eyes rolled back in her head as he slammed into her, filling her completely. She had never felt so full before, so claimed, so utterly used.
Her moans grew louder, her body moving in time with his thrusts. Julian’s fingers dug into her hips, leaving bruises that she would wear like badges of honor, his grip unyielding as he pounded into her. She could feel her orgasm building.
Emma watched from the side, her own hand slipping into her wet folds as she mimicked the movements of their bodies. Her eyes were glued to the sight of Julian’s cock disappearing into Eleanor’s tight pussy. Her own fingers danced over her clit, the sensation of her own arousal heightened by the taboo act unfolding before her.
Julian’s breath grew ragged, his eyes squeezed shut as he felt the familiar tightening in his balls. He was so close, so fucking close. He opened his eyes, meeting Eleanor’s gaze as he thrust into her one last time, feeling her pussy clamp down on him like a vice. With a roar, he released himself inside her, filling her with his hot, sticky cum.
Eleanor’s eyes went wide as she felt the first spurt, the heat of his release sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. She had never felt anything like it before, and she knew she never would again.
Julian’s cum spilled into her, filling her up until it overflowed, running down her thighs and staining the bed beneath her. It was a claiming, a marking, and she reveled in the feeling of being so completely taken by him.
Her own orgasm hit her, her body arching off the bed as the pleasure crashed over her. She screamed his name, her nails digging into his back as she rode the waves of her orgasm.
They then continued to explore their body for whole night. The room was filled with the sounds of pleasure as Julian continued to take his sister in many different position. Eleanor found her lust overwhelming her moral conscious, each passing moment, as she fell deeper into the pleasure.
By the end, she had already accepted her new position and embraced the new role of being the woman of her own brother.
