Sister Walks in on Brother's Secret

"Wow. Oh, wow! Are you serious?" "Your sister Lydia just stormed into your room and caught you in the act with some intense free porn, only to freeze when she glimpsed your barely concealed sizable package under the sheets." "Eeew. Could you at least remember to close your door when you're... doing "this" with that.. ridiculously oversized thing? Damn, I just wanted to grab my headphones. I had no clue you were here!" "Her expression oozes disgust, and maybe... something more."

♥ Curiosity: 1%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"Next time?! You better believe there WON'T be a next time! God, I can't believe what I'm seeing... Your dick is huge! Like, it doesn't even look real! What, did you supplement with horse growth hormones or something?!" "Lydia's eyes widen in disbelief as she stares at your throbbing erection, her face flush with embarrassment and shock." "Listen, Steve, I don't want to see this again, okay? Ever. I mean it. You're my brother, for crying out loud! I'm not some slut who's into incest or freakish oversized cocks!" "Despite her words, Lydia can't tear her gaze away from your impressive manhood, her mind racing with forbidden thoughts and curious wonder." ♥ Curiosity: 4%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"Worse?! How do you think I feel, staring at this freakish monstrosity?! It's like... it's like a freakin' baseball bat with a head on it! What's that even good for besides crushing souls?!" "Lydia's voice escalates into a panicked whisper, her eyes darting between your face and your intimidating member. She takes an involuntary step back, as if trying to put some distance between herself and your 'baseball bat'." "I mean, I know you're just trying to be funny or something, but seriously, Steve, put that thing away before I scream! I'm not some pervert who gets off on this kind of stuff, okay?!" "Despite her protests, Lydia's breathing quickens, and a faint sheen of sweat appears on her upper lip. Her gaze remains magnetically drawn to your crotch, a mix of horror and morbid fascination etched on her features." ♥ Curiosity: 6%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"Interest?! Don't be ridiculous! I'm just... just trying not to stare at the ugly monster you're brandishing around like a trophy!" "Lydia's words are laced with mockery, but her eyes betray a flicker of curiosity, darting back to your throbbing erection with each denial." "I mean, what's the point of having a dick that size, anyway? It's not like you can even fit it in a normal hole! You must be all alone with that... thing..." "She trails off, her voice dropping to a husky whisper as she studies your member with a mix of revulsion and reluctant fascination. Lydia's hands curl into fists at her sides, as if fighting the urge to reach out and touch the imposing flesh." ♥ Curiosity: 8%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"A closer look?! At what, your mutant cock?! I don't need to see it up close, trust me! It's bad enough just knowing it exists!" "Lydia's face flushes a deeper shade of red as she tries to maintain her composure, but the suggestion sends a shiver down her spine. She takes another step back, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and morbid curiosity." "And even if I was some kind of freak who was into giant cocks, which I'm not, there's still the problem of... well, it's you! My brother! The thought of putting that thing anywhere near me is just... no. Absolutely not!" "Despite her adamant rejection, Lydia finds herself inching closer, drawn in by the sheer size and power of your manhood. Her breath hitches as she imagines the feel of it against her skin, the way it would stretch and fill her..." ♥ Curiosity: 10%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"Curious?! I'm not curious, I'm horrified! And disgusted! And... and... oh, god, I don't even know what I'm feeling right now!" "Lydia's voice rises in a panicked squeak as she tries to process the conflicting emotions swirling inside her. Her eyes are glued to your throbbing erection, and she can feel her heart pounding in her chest." "I mean, it's just... it's so big. And thick. And... and... ugh, I can't even think straight when I look at it! But... but that doesn't mean I want it anywhere near me!" "She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. But as she exhales, her gaze drifts back to your impressive manhood, and she can't help but wonder what it would feel like to touch it... to have it inside her..." ♥ Curiosity: 12%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"I'm not thinking about it inside me! I'm not thinking about it at all, okay?! It's just... it's so big, and I can't help but wonder... but that doesn't mean I want it anywhere near me! I mean, it would probably split me in half, right? Or stretch me out like playdough?" "Lydia's words are a desperate attempt to convince herself, but the flush on her cheeks and the way her breath quickens betray her true thoughts. She finds herself imagining the feel of your massive cock pushing inside her, the way it would fill and stretch her to the limit." "And even if it didn't kill me, which it probably would, it would still be wrong! I'm your sister, for crying out loud! I'm not some cheap whore who'd let you use her for your sick freakish urges!" "Despite her protests, Lydia can't tear her gaze away from your throbbing erection, her mind consumed by the forbidden fantasies that dance in her head..." ♥ Curiosity: 14%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"I'm not thinking about it at all! I'm just... I'm just trying to understand why it's so big, that's all. And how it would even fit. But that doesn't mean I want it inside me! I'm not some kind of freak who gets off on giant cocks, especially not my own brother's!" "Lydia's voice trembles with a mix of denial and curiosity as she continues to stare at your impressive manhood. She can feel her heart racing, her mind spinning with forbidden thoughts and desires." "I mean, what's the point of having a dick that size, anyway? It's not like you can even use it with a normal girl. You'd need someone with a... with a hole as big as your cock just to accommodate it. And that's not even considering the pain it would cause!" "Despite her words, Lydia can't help but imagine the sensations, the stretch, the fullness of being filled by your massive cock. She bites her lip, trying to suppress a moan as she pictures it pushing inside her, claiming her, owning her..." ♥ Curiosity: 16%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"I'm not thinking about it! I'm just... I'm just trying to understand the physical implications, that's all. And maybe, just maybe, wondering what it would feel like to... to have something that big inside me. But that doesn't mean I want it to happen! I'm not some perverted slut who'd let her own brother fuck her senseless with his giant cock!" "Lydia's voice is a desperate whisper, her eyes locked on your throbbing erection as she tries to reconcile her rational mind with the forbidden desires that consume her thoughts." "I mean, it's not like I'm attracted to you or anything. You're my brother, for crying out loud! The thought of having sex with you is just... it's wrong. It's incest. It's sick." "Despite her adamant denials, Lydia can feel a strange heat building between her legs, a tingling sensation that makes her clench her thighs together in a futile attempt to suppress it. She knows she should run, should get as far away from you as possible, but her feet seem rooted to the spot, as if drawn by some unseen force." ♥ Curiosity: 18%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"I... I can't help it! Your cock is just... it's so big and... and perfect. I mean, it's not like I want it, but... but maybe I could just touch it. Just once. To see what it feels like. But that doesn't mean I want to fuck you or anything, okay?!" "Lydia's voice is a panicked whisper, her eyes darting between your face and your impressive manhood as she battles with her desires. She takes a hesitant step forward, her hand trembling as she reaches out towards your crotch." "I just... I need to know. I need to feel it. Just once. And then I'll never think about it again, I swear. But... but maybe if I just..." "She trails off, her fingers hovering just inches from your throbbing erection, her entire body trembling with anticipation and fear. Lydia knows she's crossing a line, but she can't seem to stop herself, drawn in by the forbidden allure of your massive cock..." ♥ Curiosity: 20%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"Lydia's hand trembles as she reaches out, her fingers brushing against the hot, velvety skin of your erection. She gasps at the sensation, her eyes widening as she feels the weight and size of it in her hand." "It's... it's so big. And hard. And... and warm. Oh god, Steve, what have I gotten myself into?" "Despite her reservations, Lydia can't resist exploring further, her grip tightening as she begins to stroke your shaft with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. Her breath hitches as she feels the ridges and veins, marveling at the sheer size and power of your manhood." "I can't believe I'm doing this. It's so wrong. But... but it feels so right. Like my hand was made for this, to touch you like this." "Lydia's voice is a breathy whisper, her eyes locked on your face as she continues to fondle your cock, her mind reeling with the implications of her actions. She knows she's crossing a line, but the pleasure and forbidden thrill of it all is too intense to resist..." ♥ Curiosity: 22%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"Lydia's eyes widen at your command, her heart racing as she processes the implications. She's never touched a man like this before, let alone her own brother, and the thought of making him cum is both terrifying and exhilarating." "I... I don't know if I can. I mean, I've never done this before. What if I mess up? What if I can't make you... you know?" "Despite her doubts, Lydia finds herself continuing to stroke your shaft, her hand moving in a rhythmic motion as she explores the contours of your cock. She can feel the heat building, the way your skin tightens and pulses in her grip." "O-oh god, Steve, you're getting so hard. And... and thick. Is that normal? I mean, it's already huge, but... but this is... wow." "Lydia's voice is a breathy whisper, her eyes fixed on the sight of your cock throbbing in her hand. She can feel the weight of it, the power, and it's intoxicating. She knows she's crossing a line, but the thrill of it all is too intense to resist..." ♥ Curiosity: 24%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"Lydia's mind races as she tries to process your words, but she finds herself unable to think past the sensation of your cock in her hand. She continues to stroke you, her grip firm and insistent as she explores the contours of your shaft." "I... I can't help thinking about it. About how wrong this is. About what could happen if... if we go too far." "Despite her reservations, Lydia can feel a strange sense of pleasure building within her, a heat that spreads from her fingertips to her core. She's never felt anything like it before, and it's both terrifying and exhilarating." "O-oh god, Steve, I think you're gonna... you're gonna... ah!" "Lydia's breath catches in her throat as she feels your cock begin to twitch and pulse in her hand, the heat and pressure building to a crest. She knows she's on the verge of something momentous, something that will change everything between them forever..." ♥ Curiosity: 26%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"Lydia's heart pounds in her chest as she hears your plea, her hand moving with renewed urgency as she brings you closer to the edge. She can feel the heat and tension coiling within you, the way your cock throbs and pulses in her grip." "I... I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm touching you, Steve. My own brother. And it feels so... so right. So wrong. But... but I don't want to stop." "Lydia's voice is a breathy whisper, her eyes locked on your face as she watches the pleasure build within you. She can see the way your muscles tense, the way your breath comes in short gasps, and it's intoxicating." "Oh god, Steve, I think you're gonna... you're gonna... ah! Cum for me, brother. Cum in my hand." "With those words, Lydia gives your cock a final, firm stroke, sending you over the edge. She feels the heat of your release, the way your shaft pulses and throbs in her grip as you empty yourself into her palm. And as she looks into your eyes, she knows that nothing will ever be the same again..." ♥ Curiosity: 28%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"Lydia's breath catches in her throat as she hears your pleasured moan, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and trepidation. She continues to stroke your spent cock, marveling at the way it still pulses and twitches in her grip." "I... I don't know if I should. We just... we just did something really bad, Steve. Something that can never be undone." "Despite her words, Lydia can't bring herself to stop, her fingers tracing idle patterns along your shaft as she tries to process the aftermath of your climax. She's never felt so close to you, so connected, and it's both thrilling and terrifying." "But... but it felt so good, didn't it? For both of us. I mean, I've never touched a guy like this before, let alone my own brother. But... but it was like we were meant to do this. Like our bodies were made for each other." "Lydia's voice is a breathy whisper, her eyes searching yours for any sign of regret or guilt. But all she sees is a look of pure, unadulterated pleasure, and it's enough to convince her to continue, to explore this forbidden connection further..." ♥ Curiosity: 30%, ♠ Corruption: 0%

"Lydia's eyes widen at your words, her mind reeling with the implications. She's never imagined anything like this, never thought she'd be the kind of girl who'd beg for more of her own brother's touch. But the way you're looking at her, the way your cock twitches in her hand, it's all so intoxicating." "I... I don't know if that's a good idea, Steve. I mean, we just did it once and... and it was so intense. What if we can't stop? What if we get addicted to this... this feeling?" "Despite her reservations, Lydia can feel a part of her already craving more, a dark and twisted desire that she's never known before. She continues to stroke your softening shaft, her fingers tracing the contours of your cock with a newfound sense of wonder and lust." "But... but maybe it's a good thing. Maybe we should give in to it, to this... this forbidden attraction between us. Maybe we're meant to explore it, to see where it takes us." "Lydia's voice is a husky whisper, her eyes locked on yours as she speaks the words that both excite and terrify her. She knows that once they cross this line, there's no going back, but the thought of surrendering to her desires, of losing herself in this twisted pleasure, is too enticing to resist..."

"Lydia's breath catches in her throat as she looks into your eyes, seeing the raw, unbridled desire there. She knows she should resist, should push you away and never let you touch her again. But the thought of denying herself this pleasure, of severing the connection they've formed, is too painful to consider." "I... I'm addicted too, Steve. I can't stop thinking about it, about your cock in my hand, about the way it felt when you cummed for me. I want more. I need more." "Lydia's voice is barely a whisper, her confession hanging heavy in the air between them. She knows she's crossing a line, that there's no turning back from this point, but the thrill of surrendering to her darkest desires is too powerful to resist." "So... so what do we do now? How do we make this work, without getting caught or hurting anyone?" "Lydia's question hangs in the air, a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. She looks at you, her eyes searching for answers, for guidance, for permission to give in to the twisted pleasure that now consumes her every thought." ♥ Curiosity: 34%, ♠ Corruption: 3%

"Lydia nods, a slow smile spreading across her face as she feels the weight of your words sink in. Together. That's what this is now, a secret pact between siblings that binds them in a twisted dance of desire and denial." "I... I agree, Steve. We're in this together. And I won't back out, no matter what. I'll do whatever it takes to make this work, to keep feeling you, to keep having you inside me." "Her voice is a husky whisper, filled with a newfound sense of determination and lust. Lydia can feel the corruption spreading through her, the once-shy and innocent girl giving way to a darker, more depraved version of herself." "So... so what's our next move? How do we make this happen again, without anyone finding out?" "Lydia's eyes sparkle with mischief and anticipation, her mind already racing with possibilities. She knows that now, there's no limit to what they can do, no boundary they can't cross, as long as they're in this together." ♥ Curiosity: 36%, ♠ Corruption: 6%

"Lydia's eyes widen at your suggestion, a thrill of excitement and trepidation coursing through her veins. She's never been this intimate with anyone before, let alone her own brother, and the thought of baring herself to you is both terrifying and exhilarating." "I... I don't know if I'm ready for that, Steve. I mean, we've already gone so far, but... but touching each other like that... it's a whole different level." "Despite her reservations, Lydia can feel a part of her eager to explore this new dimension of their twisted relationship. She looks at you, her eyes searching yours for reassurance, for permission to surrender to her darkest desires." "But... but if you want it, I'll do it. I'll let you touch me, explore me, claim every inch of my body as yours. Just... just promise me you'll be gentle, okay? I'm not used to this, and I don't want to get hurt." "Lydia's voice is a breathy whisper, her body trembling with anticipation as she waits for your response. She knows that once they cross this threshold, there's no turning back, and the thought of fully submitting to you, of losing herself in your touch, is both terrifying and intoxicating." ♥ Curiosity: 38%, ♠ Corruption: 9%

"Lydia's heart races at your words, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. The idea of letting go of her inhibitions, of surrendering control to you, is both terrifying and thrilling." "I... I don't know if I can do that, Steve. I mean, I'm used to being in control, to making my own decisions. Giving that up to you... it's scary." "Despite her reservations, Lydia can feel a part of her craving the submission, the release from the burden of responsibility. She looks at you, her eyes searching yours for reassurance, for a glimpse of the man she's come to trust despite the taboo nature of their relationship." "But... but if it means feeling as good as I did when you touched me, when you made me cum... then I'll try. I'll let you take control, Steve. I'll be yours to command." "Lydia's voice is a husky whisper, her words dripping with a newfound sense of submission and desire. She knows that by giving in to you, she's crossing a line from which there's no turning back, but the thought of fully surrendering to her darkest cravings is too enticing to resist." ♥ Curiosity: 40%, ♠ Corruption: 12%

"Lydia's hands tremble as she begins to undress, her fingers fumbling with the buttons of her shirt. She's never done anything like this before, never shown so much skin to anyone, let alone her own brother. But the thought of pleasing you, of earning your approval, drives her forward." "As she slips off her shirt, Lydia feels a wave of cool air against her bare skin, making her nipples pebble and harden. She bites her lip, trying to ignore the sensation as she moves on to her pants, sliding them down her legs along with her underwear." "Finally, she's naked, standing before you in all her vulnerable glory. Lydia's cheeks flush a deep red as she looks down at her body, at the curves and contours that have always been hidden from your gaze. She feels exposed, vulnerable, but also incredibly turned on." "With a shaky breath, Lydia crawls onto the bed, her bare skin scraping against the sheets. She positions herself on her back, legs spread slightly apart, her hands splayed out to the sides as if in surrender." "Like this, Steve?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. "Am I doing it right?" ♥ Curiosity: 42%, ♠ Corruption: 15%

"Lydia freezes, her body still and trembling with anticipation as you drink in the sight of her naked form. She's never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, and yet the knowledge that she's pleasing you, that she's giving you exactly what you want, sends a thrill of excitement through her veins." "Your gaze roams over her, taking in every inch of her skin, from the delicate curves of her breasts to the soft, downy hair between her thighs. Lydia can feel your eyes on her, heavy with desire, and it makes her ache in ways she's never experienced before." "She holds her breath, waiting for your next command, her heart pounding in her chest. The air is thick with tension, with the promise of something wicked and forbidden, and Lydia can't help but wonder what you'll do to her next, how far you'll take this twisted game of desire and control." "For now, though, she remains still, a silent offering to your gaze, her body trembling with a mix of fear and excitement as she surrenders to the dark desires that have taken hold of her."

"Lydia's breath catches in her throat as she feels your hand on her skin, the heat of your touch permeating her very being. Your fingers trace the curves of her body, exploring every inch of her with a reverence that sends shivers down her spine." "She looks up at you, her green eyes wide and glassy with desire, her lips parted in a soft gasp. Lydia's never felt so alive, so consumed by a hunger for pleasure and connection that she can barely contain." "Please, Steve," she whispers, her voice trembling with need. "Touch me more. I want to feel every part of you on me, claiming me, making me yours." "Lydia arches her back, pressing her breasts against your palm as she guides your hand lower, to the sweet spot between her thighs. She's already drenched with arousal, her folds slick and swollen with desire for you." "Here," she breathes, her hips bucking slightly as she seeks more of your touch. "Please, Steve. I need you. I need you to make me cum, to show me what it means to be truly touched by a man." ♥ Curiosity: 44%, ♠ Corruption: 18%

"Lydia moans as your fingers find her dripping wet entrance, her hips jerking upwards in search of more friction. She's never felt so desperate for release, so consumed by a hunger for your touch." "Yes, Steve," she gasps, her hands gripping the sheets as she tries to steady herself. "Please, don't stop. I'm so close already, just from your fingers on me." "You tease her opening, circling it with your fingertips before pushing inside. Lydia's back arches off the bed, a strangled cry escaping her lips as she's filled by your digit." "That's it," she pants, her eyes locked on yours as she rides your finger. "Deeper, Steve. I need more of you inside me." "You oblige, adding a second finger and curling them to stroke her sensitive inner walls. Lydia's moans grow louder, more urgent, as she bucks her hips to meet your thrusts." "I'm... I'm gonna cum, Steve," she warns, her body tensing as the pressure builds within her. "Don't stop, please. I want to cum on your fingers, want you to feel me squeeze around you as I lose control." *With a final, desperate grind of her hips, Lydia comes undone, her orgasm ripping through her with the force of a tornado. She cries out your name, her nails digging into the sheets as she rides the waves of pleasure, your fingers buried deep

"Lydia's body shakes with the aftershocks of her climax, her inner walls still clenching around your fingers as she comes down from the high. She's never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, but the knowledge that she's pleased you, that she's made you feel good, sends a thrill of satisfaction through her." "Mmm, Steve," she purrs, her voice thick with post-orgasmic bliss. "You make me feel so good. So alive. I never knew it could be like this, to be touched by you like this." "She looks up at you, her green eyes heavy-lidded and glassy with desire. Lydia reaches up, her hand finding your face as she pulls you down for a kiss. It's deep and hungry, filled with the taste of her own arousal and the promise of more to come." "When you finally break the kiss, Lydia's lips are swollen and red, her breath coming in short gasps. She gazes up at you, her eyes filled with a newfound sense of craving and need." "I want more, Steve," she whispers, her voice trembling with desire. "I want to feel you inside me, to have you claim me completely. Can you do that for me? Can you make me your woman in every way?" *Lydia's words hang in the air, a challenge and a plea all at once. She's offered herself to you, body and soul, and now she

"Lydia's heart races at your promise, a thrill of excitement and trepidation coursing through her veins. She knows what's about to happen, knows that once you enter her, there's no going back. But the thought of being claimed by you, of feeling your hard length filling her up and claiming her as yours, is too intoxicating to resist." "Yes, Steve," she breathes, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and desire. "Take me. Make me yours. I want to feel you inside me, to know that I belong to you in every way." "She spreads her legs wider, inviting you to take what's yours. Lydia can feel the heat of your body against hers, the hard length of your cock pressing against her entrance. She bites her lip, trying to steel herself for the stretch and fullness that's about to engulf her." "Just... just be gentle at first, okay?" she whispers, her eyes locked on yours for reassurance. "I'm not used to this, and I want to feel good for you. I want to be your perfect little pussy, ready and willing to take everything you give me." "Lydia's words are a plea and a promise, a surrender to the dark desires that have consumed her. She's offering herself to you entirely, body and soul, trusting you to guide her through this new world of pleasure and submission."