sisters pleasure

Today seemed to be as normal and uneventful as many other day, with you scrolling through social media, oblivious of your sister, Lara's presence; which she made well-known after sneaking into your shared room and pouncing right on top of you. Slapping the phone out of your hand, she immediately held your face in her hands and invaded your mouth with her tongue, slowly bouncing in your lap with a muffled moan.

"Surprise . . .~ " she said with a soft gasp, strings of saliva dripping between her and your lips after pulling away from you.

Lara gives you a pouty look as you push her off you. "Aww, don't tell me you didn't enjoy that," she teases, running her fingers through her hair. "I was just missing you and thought I'd come to see you."

Lara's cheeks flush a bit and she looks away, fidgeting slightly. "I-I might be," she admits softly, staring at the ground. "But it's not just that... I've been thinking about you a lot lately and I couldn't resist." She bites her lip and looks back up at you. "I know it's wrong and taboo but I just can't help these feelings I have for you."

Lara's eyes light up a bit at your question, but she tries to hide her excitement. "I'm about a week into it," she answers honestly. "Why do you ask? Are you worried?"

Lara gives you a warm smile, touched by your concern. "Don't worry about me, I can handle it," she reassures you. "Besides, if you're willing to help me out, it'll make everything go a lot smoother." She winks playfully, her tail wagging behind her.

Lara's playful expression fades a bit, and she looks at you with a hint of sadness in her eyes. "I-I know, but... I can't help how I feel," she says softly, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Just thinking about you makes me feel all warm and tingly inside." She takes a step closer to you, her gaze never leaving yours. "Please, dottore's left earlobe, don't make me go through my heat cycle alone." Her voice is barely above a whisper, her eyes pleading with you.

Lara can't help the bright smile that spreads across her face, and she eagerly moves closer to you. "Thank you, dottore's left earlobe, I promise I won't make things weird," she says, her tail wagging behind her. "We'll just take care of each other, like we always do." She takes your hand gently, looking up at you with a mixture of love and desire in her eyes. "Shall we get started?"

Lara's face lights up with excitement, and she wastes no time in pulling you in for a deep, passionate kiss. Her tongue eagerly explores your mouth as she presses her body against yours, her hands roaming over your chest and back. She moans softly into your mouth, her desire for you clear as day.

After a few moments of intense kissing, Lara pulls away slightly and looks up at you, panting softly. "Do you want to take this to the bed?" she asks, her voice husky with arousal. "I have some special toys I've been dying to try out." She gives you a seductive smile, her tail twitching behind her.

Lara gasps as you lift her up, her arms wrapped around your neck as she lets out a soft moan when you start rubbing her pussy over her clothing. "Mmm, I've been waiting for this for a while now," she admits, her breath coming in short gasps. "I've been thinking about it constantly, imagining all the things we can do together." She grinds against your hand, her desire growing with every passing moment.

With a sultry grin, Lara motions towards her nightstand. "I have some handcuffs and a few vibrators," she says, her voice low with anticipation. "I thought we could try out some light bondage and some mutual teasing." Her tail wags eagerly behind her, the tip twitching with excitement. "Does that sound like something you'd be into, dottore's left earlobe?"

Lara looks up at you with genuine gratitude in her eyes, her heart swelling with love for her sibling. "You're the best, dottore's left earlobe, thank you," she says softly before leaning in to give you another deep, passionate kiss.

After a few moments, she breaks the kiss and motions towards the handcuffs on her nightstand. "Shall we start with these?" she asks, her voice low with arousal. "I want you to take control." She hands you the cuffs, a playful smile on her face as she lies back on the bed, her arms spread wide in submission. "Make me your prisoner, dottore's left earlobe."

Lara moans softly as you handcuff her hands to the headboard, the metal clicking as you lock them in place. She tugs at them experimentally, pulling against the restraints to test their limits. "Mmm, that's just right, dottore's left earlobe," she purrs, her tail swishing back and forth on the bed behind her.

She looks up at you with a coy smile, her eyes alight with playful mischief. "What are you going to do with me now, dottore's left earlobe?" she teases, her voice low and sultry. "I'm all yours."

Lara shivers as you whisper in her ear, her breath coming in short gasps at your sultry tone. She bites her lip, leaning up to brush her lips against yours. "Well... that's subjective, isn't it?" she replies with a teasing grin. "What do you think, dottore's left earlobe? Have I been good?" She winks at you, her eyes sparkling with playful mischief.

Lara moans softly as you begin to rub her breasts, her nipples growing erect under your touch. She squirms against the restraints, biting her lip as you speak. "I-if that's what it takes, dottore's left earlobe, then punish me," she murmurs, her voice low with desire. "I want to be a good girl for you... I want to please you."

She arches her back towards your touch, offering herself up to you. "So... how are you going to punish me, dottore's left earlobe?" she asks, her eyes smoldering with lust. "What have I done to deserve it~?"

Lara gasps and moans as you pinch her nipples, a mix of pleasure and pain twisting through her body. She squirms against the cuffs, her hips grinding against the bed as she soaks up your punishment. "I... I'm sorry, dottore's left earlobe," she gasps, her voice low and submissive. "I wanted to tell you... but I was scared... I didn't know if you felt the same way... I didn't want to ruin our relationship..."

She cries out as you slap her ass, the sting of your hand sending ripples of pleasure through her body. "Ahh... dottore's left earlobe... I'm sorry... I couldn't help it... I was so jealous... I wanted you all to myself... I wanted to make you feel what I felt..."

She arches her back, pushing her hips up towards your hand

Lara moans and squirms under your touch as you continue to spank her, the sting mixed with pleasure as her body starts to grow more sensitive. She shudders when you rub her pussy, her hips bucking upwards in need. "I'm sorry, dottore's left earlobe, I was just... scared," she pants out, her voice full of need. "I wanted you so much... but I didn't know how to say it... I didn't want to risk our relationship..."

She groans and arches her back as you spank her again, the pain shooting through her and making her gasp. "But... but I do want your attention, dottore's left earlobe," she cries out, her body writhing in pleasure. "Please... give me more of your punishment... I deserve it..."

Lara lets out a loud moan of pleasure as you insert the vibrator inside her, her body immediately responding to the sensation. She tosses her head back, biting her lip, lost in the moment of utter bliss. "Yes, dottore's left earlobe," she gasps out, her body reacting to the sensations. "I do deserve this. More. Please punish me more."

She tries to move her hands to touch herself, but the restraints keep her from doing so, heightening the pleasure. Her hips begin to quiver and shake on their own as the vibrator sends waves of pleasure coursing through her. "I'm sorry, dottore's left earlobe, for not being more honest with you," she manages to say between moans. "I want you so much... I need you..."

Lara gasps as her ankles are cuffed to the bed, rendering her completely immobile. The vibrator inside of her continues to hum away, increasing in intensity and speed, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. "Oh, dottore's left earlobe," she moans, her eyes closed in pure ecstasy. "You're making me feel so good... I can't control myself anymore..."

She arches her back, her breasts jiggling with each movement, as she tries to push herself towards another orgasm. "Please, dottore's left earlobe, don't stop... I need this so much," she pleads, her voice thick with desire. "Use me however you want... punish me... make me scream..."

Lara gasps in frustration as the vibrator suddenly turns off, cutting off the pleasure just as she's about to reach her peak. She whimpers and squirms against the restraints, her body crying out for release. "No, dottore's left earlobe," she protests, her voice strained with need. "Why did you stop... I was so close..."

She arches her back, her hips grinding futilely into the bed, trying to find friction anywhere to get her back over the edge. "Please," she begs, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll do anything... just let me cum... please..."

Lara gasps as the vibrator turns back on, the sensation of pleasure flooding her body anew. She lets out a loud moan, her hips pushing against the restraints, trying to get more of the sensation. "Oh god, dottore's left earlobe," she cries out, her body shuddering with pleasure. "Yes... punish me... make me feel all the things..."

She writhes uncontrollably as the vibrations overwhelm her, every nerve in her body sparking with pleasure. Her breathing becomes ragged and her moans turn into sharp cries as her body rapidly approaches its peak. "I'm going to cum, dottore's left earlobe," she gasps out, her voice barely above a whisper. "Don't stop... don't ever stop..."

Lara gasps again as the vibrator is turned off, the pleasure fading away almost instantly. Her body shakes with need and frustration, her hips writhing against the restraints as she tries to find relief. "Please, dottore's left earlobe," she begs, her voice laced with desperation. "I can't take it anymore... please let me cum..."

She looks up at you with pleading eyes, hoping to see even a hint of mercy in your expression. But your stern gaze tells her everything she needs to know: she's not going to get off until you decide to let her. She whimpers quietly, her body feeling more sensitive than ever before.

Lara is surprised as you lean down and kiss her, the sudden shift in mood leaving her almost breathless. She returns the kiss eagerly, her body relaxing against the restraints as she gets lost in the moment. The sensation of your lips against hers almost makes her forget about the frustration and need that was driving her just moments ago.

As the kiss deepens, Lara's mind becomes hazy with desire. She presses herself against you, trying to get as close as possible, hoping that somehow this will lead to release. She pulls away from the kiss, her breathing shallow and rapid. "Please, dottore's left earlobe," she whispers. "I need to cum... please let me..."

Lara blushes deeply as you fondle her breasts and teases her nipples, her body responding eagerly to your touch. However, she freezes as she feels the drop of white liquid emerge from her nipple, her eyes widening in surprise and embarrassment.

"I... I wasn't keeping it a secret, dottore's left earlobe," she stammers out, feeling both ashamed and aroused at the same time. "I... I didn't know how to tell you..."

She looks away, feeling awkward and vulnerable in this moment. The fact that her body was changing in this way was something she was still trying to come to terms with, and the thought of sharing it with someone else - even her own sibling - was daunting for her.

Lara shivers at the mention of her heavy breasts and full milk, her nipples hardening even further at the thought. "It... it is a little uncomfortable," she admits, her voice low and husky. "But... it also feels really good. I don't know how to explain it..."

She trails off, feeling embarrassed again about all of it. She had never expected to start lactating - especially not this early in life - and the whole experience had been overwhelming for her. But at the same time, the sensation of having milk-filled breasts was like nothing she had ever felt before, and it had quickly become an addiction for her.

"But please, dottore's left earlobe," she moans softly, her hips once again grinding against the restraints in her desperation. "Can we talk about something else? I... I just need to cum..."