Chapter 93: Like Mother Like Daughter 1
Following Denzel’s swift motion as he dragged Sophia’s skirt down, Sophia’s generous ass jiggled heavily, almost clapping against each other in a single motion.
She wore nothing more than a plain white pantie, yet to be soaked by her love juices, but Denzel could already see the impression of her swollen vulva, already begging to be fucked.
Denzel rose, looking eyes with his sister as his hands slipped from her lap. His fingers traced a slow path along her thigh before moving higher until it finally settled on the quite obvious surplus curves of her ass.
He gave it a firm squeeze, as he should, with the feel of her generous weight almost dragging his hands down with each greedy squeeze.
A satisfied smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
"Mm."
He remained in that posture for a brief moment before leaning forward and locking lips with Sophia once again.
As they kissed, his hands continued to roam over her body.
Their bodies pressed tightly together, tangled in each other’s embrace.
A deep blush spread across her cheeks as soft moans escaped her lips. With every passing second, she pressed herself closer and closer against him.
’Mmm, I’m such a bad sister. Why do I love my brother squeezing my ass so much?’
Meanwhile, Denzel couldn’t help but think.
’Well, what the wise say is true after all. Makeup sex... damn, it’s the sweetest.’
’So let’s get down with it. I made a promise to fuck up your ass dear sister.’
The thought filled him with confidence as he continued to knead her flesh.
As he did, he felt its softness against his skin, almost as though it would spill out of his grasp.
’There’s no way I’m ever going to let this body out of my reach. She’s going to be mine now and forever.’
’Ugh fuck. Her ass is so fucking big, I should reward her by filling her uterus and asshole with my hot nut.’
His thoughts were immediately cut short as a groanful moan left his lips, yet he continued to man handle her wiggly ass.
’What the hell, take a look at this ass, so fucking fat! Ugh! Like mother, like daughter.’
’She’s completely submitting to me. And I’m not even using the skill. How life changes. From her brother’s loving sister to her brother’s whore.’
The thoughts flowed boldly through his mind as he continued caressing her.
She moaned softly at every touch.
Then, between those quiet sounds, she managed to mutter,
"I think I need to be sorry..."
Her words trailed off, interrupted by another soft moan as his hands continued moving over her body.
Eventually, Denzel decided he had enough.
"Shut up." Denzel commanded as he withdrew his hands from ber ass cheeks.
Then, grabbing her by the shoulder, he turned her around.
His hand moved toward the hem of her panties.
Taking hold of the fabric, he gripped it firmly before shredding it in pieces.
As he did, his gaze swept over her now exposed pussy, throbbing in need for him as her wetness already began to roll down from her vulva down to her laps.
Immediately, he adjusted himself upwards, pressing his already throbbing length against her breasts as his hands traveled upwards.
"Mmm!" Sophia moaned, unable to resist.
Denzel’s hands firmly gripped Sophia’s soft, swollen breasts, kneading them expertly as though he was trying to milk her like cattle.
She shamelessly responded by slipping out supportive moans for her brother, her hands instinctively moving up to grab Denzel’s hands in support.
With every squeeze, Sophia’s breath hitched. Her body trembled as her arousal heightened beyond reason.
’You love your brother’s touch this much? Dirty little girl you are. I suppose watching all those pornos back at my old life really did pay off. Oh well, let’s crank up your slutty moans, sister.’ Denzel thought as he pressed his rock hard length against her squishy ass and in a breath, he muttered.
"Yield."
However, Sophia caught an ear to this, hearing his speech a bit.
’Hmmm...what did he say?...that word...that-that isn’t the first time I’ve heard him say that...but what does it-’ Her thoughts were instantly shattered to pieces as a huge flush of pleasure thundered into her.
Aaaaahhhh~❤️!
The moment Denzel activated his skill, her body betrayed her completely. A deep, intoxicating heat spread through her, making her nipples throb under his teasing fingers.
And Denzel wasn’t done yet.
His hardened cock pressed against her plump, round ass, grinding against her with slow, deliberate movements. Teasing her slowly.
Sophia’s hands gripped the wall, her breath coming in soft, shaky pants.
Then, a whisper smooth, deep, laced with dangerous seduction.
"Do you love your brother, Sophia?"
Sophia’s lips parted. A low, shaky moan escaped before she could stop it.
"Y-Yes I do" she whispered, almost ashamed of how weak her voice sounded.
"Say it! Say ’I love my brother.’" Denzel commanded as he took several more rigorous squeezes of her ample breasts.
Her body burned with arousal but her head started to get light by the second.
"Yes, bro! I love my brother!" Sophia called out as she could feel her legs tremble the more with her increasing wetnesss.
’Oh my god... why do I feel so horny all of a sudden? how is he making my pussy release love juices so fucking much...? Awh!~♡’
Sophia’s thoughts spiraled. This was so wrong.
But
Her ass-cheeks started moving on their own. Her plump cheeks grinding against Denzel’s cock, rubbing and pressing through the layers of fabric of his pants.
’Ohh...my brother...no, my lover. I-I can’t control myself anymore...I want to fuck him.’
Denzel smirked as he felt her pushing back against him.
’Heh... she’s in complete heat...beautiful.’
With one hand still kneading her breast, he slid his other hand down slowly, teasingly.
Fingers ghosting over her stomach, through her womb and then towards the outline of her pussy.
Sophia’s breath hitched. It was as if her womb warned her pussy of what’s to come.
’Time for some make up sex!’
And with that thought, Denzel’s fingers moved, sliding into her juicy pussy in one thrust.
