Guilty Pleasures (mature）

4. Kneel

Henry started kneading Julie’s breasts, one by one, in a torturously slow manner. Then the soft kneading turned into hungry strokes and pulls, and Julie’s moans sounded higher than ever, in the vicinity of the motel room.

Her long red hair, which had originally been tied into a ponytail, was released from its restrains thanks to her brother’s pulling.

Henry then yanked on her sundress from above and looked at what awaited him.

He sighed, happy with what he saw.

The set of lingerie she wore was red, his favorite color. So although she had been pissed at him for having kissed –or, to be more precised, for having been kissed– by Cami, she hadn’t intended on letting him sleep on blue balls for another two years.

The thought alone pleased him to no ends.

Grabbing his sister by the hair, Henry yanked her forward as he walked. She whimpered half in pain, half in pleasure, and he praised himself for making such a strong-headed girl his submissive... even if she was his sister.

Then a thought occurred to him: was it perhaps she who made him into the dom he was?

Not wanting to think about that, he moved to the chair he had been sitting on earlier that evening, while he had been waiting for her, and then dropped himself into it.

“Kneel,” he commanded.

She did as she was told, eyes lowered, head bowed, hands behind her back, and waited for his instructions.

Julie heard a bit of shuffling and soon enough saw from the corner of her eye her brother’s c**k as it sprung free, hot and proud.

The evidence of his desire for her made her feel giddy with excitement, but she had to contain said excitement and not act on her feelings or else she would pay the consequences of his wrath.

“Start sucking, sister,” he instructed in a low but firm tone.

Wanting to play with him a little bit, and against her better judgment, she began to lick his shaft from head to base, and then sucked on his balls.

“What have I said before about teasing?” He bellowed while yanking rather softly on her hair, for although she was not obeying him like she ought to, she was still pleasuring him.

The moment he released her hair, and without preamble, she took him whole in her mouth, eyes open in smug defiance as she sucked and hummed around him.

“b***h!” He roared as he hit the back of her throat with his c**k.

Julie gagged for a few seconds and then started sucking on her brother’s c**k like he had taught her to.

Let the fun begin, she thought.