Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
Mind-Controlling Sisters Spread 2: Brother Spanks His Bratty Sister
Agent Sissy Mathers
"He's insatiable," I groaned in awe as I watched the psycher, Randy Lyon, through those hidden cameras that were placed throughout his house.
Who had bugged him?
It wasn't the Agency.
I adjusted the dumb, metal headband I had to wear to keep myself "protected" from his psychic commands as Randy just fucked his sisters. It was hot to watch. My pussy was sore from masturbating for the last hour, and he was still going.
Now he had Alison, the sister that seemed to be his lover blowing his cock while his little sister sat on his face moaning in a babyish fashion despite being eighteen. It was some weird roleplay between them. Olivia trembled as he ate her out.
I just couldn't believe it. Olivia squealed as she came. She trembled on him, her head tossing from side to side. Her braid of black hair swung behind her as she bucked on her brother's face. She drowned him in her pussy cream.
He groaned. It was hard to tell from the angle, but I knew that Alison was gulping down his cum. She was swallowing all of Randy's jizz. I watched on in awe as this happened. It was so fucking hot. My pussy clenched. Despite being sore, I wanted to masturbate again.
"Shit," I muttered, watching the hot sight. Brother-sister incest was so fucking sexy.
Olivia trembled through her orgasm, grinding her twat on her older brother's face. He was nineteen, so not much older. But, still that was the hottest type of brother-sister incest. Big brother and his little sister. I shuddered in delight.
"Damn," Randy groaned. The microphone on the spycam was excellent. "Oh, damn. I want everyone to know that good sisters are loved and bad sisters are whores. Everyone can fuck a whore."
"Send it out," Alison moaned after popping her mouth off his dick.
Randy nodded. He concentrated, eyes squeezing shut. His forehead furrowed. I frowned and leaned forward as he groaned. Pain crossed his face. Beads of sweat burst out across his forehead. Then he smiled and...
Something tingled around my headband. It vibrated. I shuddered as he unleashed his power. He had just tried to affect me, but the Agency had given me this dumb, ugly headband to keep me safe. They really thought he had mind-control powers.
And maybe I just saw them in action. Shit.
Good sisters are loved. I smiled. That was an interesting idea.
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Leon Holland
I panted, struggling to understand what had just happened. Talia, my big sister, sat impaled on my cock, her big boobs swaying before my face while I buzzed from cumming in her. I had just flooded her with all my jizz. Just pumped all that spunk into her pussy.
That was insane. I couldn't believe that had just happened. That my sister had just fucked me.
And Mom and Dad had been one-hundred-percent supportive. She was kneeling next to us on the couch filming it. Just another family video. The type she was always recording. She had a big smile on her lips as she stared at me and my sister.
The only one besides me who thought this was bizarre was my other sister. My little, bratty, bitch of a sister. Nancy stood in the entrance of the hallway, staring at Talia and me with these bulging eyes. She shook her head. She was in complete disbelief. I could tell she wasn't getting what was going on at all.
"Why is... Why is Talia... Why are they..." My little sister wore this bewildered look. "Why are they... They... They're just... What the fuck is going on?"
"Language, young lady," Dad snapped at my eighteen-year-old sister.
"She is a good sister that makes love to her brother," Mom said like that should explain everything.
Mom, Dad, and Talia had gone over to visit Marjorie, one of Mom's friends. They had come back convinced that it was okay for Talia to have sex with me. That she
should
have sex with me, as Mom just said. It was insane.
Though, having sex with Talia had been awesome.
"Eww, I'm not doing that," Nancy said, her face blanching white. She made a retching sound. "Have sex with Leon. Ugh. That's so gross."
"You're a bad sister," Talia said with a sneer. "You're a whore."
"Yes, you are," Dad said, shaking his head.
"And?" Nancy asked. "I'm eighteen. I'll do what I want. My body, my choice! If I want to fuck a dozen guys, I will!"
God, she was a whore.
I opened my mouth to say something when a tingle prickled over my mind. It intensified, the itch becoming a thousand molten needles plunging into my brain. I groaned, my face twisting with the pain. I shook my head from side to side. My little sister gasped, grabbing her head. My vision fuzzed to black. It hurt so much.
Good sisters are loved by their brothers. Bad sisters are whores that he can let anyone he wants fuck her. Sisters always obey their brothers.
It hurt so much. Those words were seared into my brain. My cock twitched in Talia's pussy. Nancy screamed. My vision went completely black. I slammed my head back into the couch, my mind melting into a puddle of...
It faded. I panted, my vision clearing. Nancy whimpered. She had fallen to her knees. But now I could see what I had to do with her. She truly was a whore. I could let anyone I wanted fuck her. She didn't get to choose. That was a brother's job.
But Talia... I stared at her and it all made sense. Why Mom and Dad were so happy that she had come home to love me. I loved her. I smiled at Talia. Concern shown in her eyes. She cupped my face and with her gentle hands.
"You're such a good sister, Talia," I told her, the pain fading from my mind. "I love you."
"Oh, Leon, I love you, too!" squealed my big sister. She kissed me. Her mouth melted on mine.
"Oh, that's so beautiful," Mom sniffed beside us, her phone still aimed at us.
I gripped my naked sister's ass. I squeezed her plump butt as our lips worked together. Then her tongue thrust into my mouth. I groaned, my cock throbbing in her mouth. It was a delight to kiss her. I squeezed her rump, loving the feel of her on me.
Her pussy clenched about my dick. I wanted to fuck her, but I could hear Nancy panting. She was a bad sister. A whore. I had to take care of her. As much as I wanted to just make love to Talia over and over, I was a brother. I had responsibilities.
I broke the kiss. "Nancy needs to be punished."
A sweet smile spread on Talia's lips. "Mmm, of course. You're such a good brother. A wonderful brother. I know you'll treat her right."
"Punished," Nancy whimpered. "Why do I have to be punished."