REAL WORKOUT: FAMILY ISSUE 7
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Plot: Sam spies Rebecca's body, while she trains. So the powerful girl decides to dominate her brother's body, as a workout.
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WARNING: This story contains scenes of violence, sex and domination.
If the arguments offend you, please leave.
If you are not 18+, please leave.
The aguments are PURE FICTION, and the people in the stories are NOT real.
LANGUAGE NOTE: English is not my native language, so there may be some errors.
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A week had passed, since Rebecca's gymnastics essay. She had kindly allowed me to oil and worship her legs.
From that evening, I thought Rebecca had forgiven me. I was wrong. Her punishments resumed, I was quickly squeezed between her thighs, my head ended up between her muscular calves, or crushed in her arms.
Oh! How much I wanted to just sit on the bed, oil Rebecca's powerful legs, massage them, and then let Rebecca's sweet hand milk my cock! Every day of my life!
Unfortunately, it no longer happened, since that evening.
To counter her, I began to take small precautions. I always tried to stay with my parents, or someone else, friends, my cousin Elias, so I could escape Rebecca.
Rebecca had the common sense to...leave my domination and submission between us, me and her. Asya and Lisa were just...exceptions.
But I knew very well that if Rebecca wanted to, she would dominate me, in front of anyone.
One morning, I woke up late, and left my room for some coffee.
In the corridor, I peeked into the living room and saw Rebecca, from behind, practicing some exercises in front of the TV. She was following the instructions on a Youtube video.
Oh Lord! Her outfit!
She was wearing only a tight t-shirt, and a gorgeous black thong! Oh Jesus! My eyes were immediately captured by my sister's curvy body. She rarely wore panties or thongs to workout, but she could do it, at home. Mom and dad, always at work, couldn't tell her anything.
I kept spying on Rebecca.
I knew it was wrong and dangerous, but my feeble mind couldn't resist her curves.
I silently froze behind the living room door, watching her body move and exercise as my dick began to get hard.
Quiet hip hop / commercial music provided the background to the video. On the screen, an athletic young woman explained the exercises. Behind the screen, a very young and athletic 18 yo girl performed them.
In a few years of gymnastics and gymnastics, Rebecca had built a compact and sexy body, with many sinuous muscles that belied her young age. Her shoulders were wide and strong, her biceps were starting to stick out, her abdomen was tight and muscled, and her abs were becoming more and more visible in her belly.
But her lower body was the sexiest, and most developed.
As if she knew I was secretly watching her, Rebecca slid both hands over her sweet ass, gripping her muscular, marble-like buttocks, stroking the smooth, smooth skin that enveloped layers of muscle.
Oh God, I touched that ass, a week ago, and it felt incredibly wonderful under my hands!
Directly beneath her sexy ass of hers, her incredible legs were born: thighs and calves that defied the perfect description, wrapped in dominant power. Rebecca took tremendous pride in her deadly legs, it was evident, probably from the first moment she dominated me, in the gym.
Rebecca slipped both palms around her thighs, and stroked her muscles. A veil of sweat appeared on my forehead. Rebecca stood up on her toes, flexing her ass and her legs.
My cock twitched fearfully. I reached out and stroked my penis in my pants. I couldn't help it. Yes, she was my sister, but she had such feminine power, and I had the knowledge that...with that magnificent body she had dominated me...many times. His legs and her ass made me aroused and scared, despite being squeezed hundreds of times between those deadly muscles. Just by looking, I could feel the incredible power contained within her legs and her ass.
Suddenly I looked up and, unfortunately, saw that Rebecca was looking at me, over her right shoulder. As an evil smile appeared on her lips, I fled to my room as fast as I could.
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Rebecca didn't follow me, and I thought she didn't care if I was spying on her while she was training.
Again, I was wrong.
A couple of hours later, it was now about noon.