“Fuck, sis, you’re such a good little cocksucker,” he growled, his voice low and dripping with approval. His hand tangled in her hair, guiding her head down as she gagged around his thick length, spit pooling at the corners of her mouth. “Look at you, taking it so deep. You’re fucking made for this, aren’t you?”She whimpered, the sound muffled by his cock filling her throat, her eyes watering as she struggled to breathe. But she didn’t pull away. She couldn’t. She needed this. Needed him to use her, to degrade her, to make her feel like the filthy little slut she knew she was.“That’s it, baby,” he murmured, his other hand gripping her chin, forcing her to look up at him. “You love this, don’t you? Love choking on your big brother’s cock. Love being my little fuck toy.”She nodded frantically, her lips stretched obscenely around him, her tongue working desperately to please him. Her pussy throbbed, soaking through her panties as she knelt there, completely at his mercy.“Beg for it,” he commanded, his voice dark and demanding. “Tell me how much you want it. How much you need me to fuck that pretty little throat.”She pulled back just enough to gasp for air, her voice trembling with desperation. “Please, brother,” she begged, her words slurred with arousal. “Please fuck my throat. I need it so bad. I need to be your dirty little slut. Please, I’ll do anything. Just use me.”He smirked, his cock twitching against her lips as he watched her beg. “Anything?” he repeated, his tone teasing. “You’d really do anything for me?”“Yes,” she moaned, her hands gripping his thighs for support. “I’ll do whatever you want. I’m yours. Please, just fuck my face. Make me choke on it.”He chuckled darkly, his fingers tightening in her hair as he pushed her back down onto his cock. “Good girl,” he purred, his voice thick with satisfaction. “Now take it all the way down. Show me how much you love being my little whore.”---It had started earlier that day, when she’d walked into his room without knocking, finding him sprawled out on the bed, his hand lazily stroking his hard cock. She’d frozen in the doorway, her eyes wide as she took in the sight of him—his muscular chest, the way his hand moved over his length, the way he looked at her with a hunger that made her knees weak.“What do you want, sis?” he’d asked, his voice casual, as if he wasn’t completely exposed in front of her.She’d stammered, her cheeks flushing as she tried to find the words. “I—I just wanted to talk,” she’d said, her voice barely above a whisper.He’d smirked, his eyes raking over her body in a way that made her shiver. “Talk?” he’d repeated, his tone mocking. “Or did you come in here hoping to catch me like this? Hoping I’d let you touch it?”Her breath had hitched, her heart pounding in her chest as she’d stared at him. She hadn’t been able to deny it. She had been hoping for something like this. She’d been fantasizing about it for weeks—about him using her, making her his.“I—I don’t know,” she’d whispered, her voice trembling.He’d laughed softly, sitting up and patting the bed beside him. “Come here,” he’d said, his tone leaving no room for argument.She’d hesitated for only a moment before crossing the room and sitting down beside him, her body tense with anticipation. He’d reached out, his fingers brushing against her cheek as he turned her face toward him.“You want this, don’t you?” he’d asked, his voice low and husky. “Want me to fuck you? To make you mine?”She’d nodded, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps as she’d looked up at him. “Yes,” she’d whispered, her voice barely audible.He’d smiled, his hand sliding down to grip her chin. “Then beg for it,” he’d commanded, his eyes dark with desire. “Tell me how much you want it.”And she had. She’d begged him to use her, to make her his little slut. And he had.---Now, as she knelt between his legs, his cock buried deep in her throat, she could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. Her pussy was soaked, her clit throbbing with every thrust of his hips. She could hear the wet sounds of her mouth working over him, the way he groaned with pleasure as she took him deeper and deeper.“That’s it,” he murmured, his voice rough with arousal. “Take it all the way down. You’re such a good little cocksucker. Fuck, I love the way you gag on it.”She moaned around him, the vibrations making him curse under his breath. His grip on her hair tightened as he fucked her face harder, faster, his cock hitting the back of her throat with every thrust.“You love this, don’t you?” he growled, his voice filled with dark amusement. “Love being used like this. Love being my little slut.”She nodded frantically, tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggled to breathe. But she didn’t care. She wanted this. Needed it.“Beg for more,” he commanded, pulling her off his cock just long enough for her to gasp for air. “Tell me how much you want it.”“Please,” she whimpered, her voice hoarse from the abuse. “Please fuck my throat harder. I need it so bad. I need to be your dirty little slut.”He smirked, pushing her back down onto his cock with a groan. “Good girl,” he purred, his voice filled with satisfaction. “Now take it all the way down. Show me how much you love being my whore.”And she did. She took him deeper than ever before, her throat stretching to accommodate him as he fucked her face with abandon. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her pussy clenching with every thrust of his cock.“Fuck,” he groaned, his hips stuttering as he got closer to his own release. “You’re such a good little slut. Gonna make me cum all over that pretty face.”She moaned around him, her own orgasm building as she felt him pulse in her throat. And then he was pulling out, his cum shooting across her face as she gasped for air.“Look at you,” he murmured, his voice filled with dark satisfaction. “My dirty little sister.”

The sister walked in on her brother masturbating, and he invited her to join him on the bed. She begged him to fuck her, and he commanded her to take his cock in her throat. She performed oral sex on him, and he degraded her throughout the act, finally cumming on her face.

“Fuck, sis, you’re such a good little cocksucker,” he growled, his voice low and dripping with approval. His hand tangled in her hair, guiding her head down as she gagged around his thick length, spit pooling at the corners of her mouth. “Look at you, taking it so deep. You’re fucking made for this, aren’t you?”

She whimpered, the sound muffled by his cock filling her throat, her eyes watering as she struggled to breathe. But she didn’t pull away. She couldn’t. She *needed* this. Needed him to use her, to degrade her, to make her feel like the filthy little slut she knew she was.

“That’s it, baby,” he murmured, his other hand gripping her chin, forcing her to look up at him. “You love this, don’t you? Love choking on your big brother’s cock. Love being my little fuck toy.”

She nodded frantically, her lips stretched obscenely around him, her tongue working desperately to please him. Her pussy throbbed, soaking through her panties as she knelt there, completely at his mercy.

“Beg for it,” he commanded, his voice dark and demanding. “Tell me how much you want it. How much you need me to fuck that pretty little throat.”

She pulled back just enough to gasp for air, her voice trembling with desperation. “Please, brother,” she begged, her words slurred with arousal. “Please fuck my throat. I need it so bad. I need to be your dirty little slut. Please, I’ll do anything. Just use me.”

He smirked, his cock twitching against her lips as he watched her beg. “Anything?” he repeated, his tone teasing. “You’d really do anything for me?”

“Yes,” she moaned, her hands gripping his thighs for support. “I’ll do whatever you want. I’m yours. Please, just fuck my face. Make me choke on it.”

He chuckled darkly, his fingers tightening in her hair as he pushed her back down onto his cock. “Good girl,” he purred, his voice thick with satisfaction. “Now take it all the way down. Show me how much you love being my little whore.”

---

It had started earlier that day, when she’d walked into his room without knocking, finding him sprawled out on the bed, his hand lazily stroking his hard cock. She’d frozen in the doorway, her eyes wide as she took in the sight of him—his muscular chest, the way his hand moved over his length, the way he looked at her with a hunger that made her knees weak.

“What do you want, sis?” he’d asked, his voice casual, as if he wasn’t completely exposed in front of her.

She’d stammered, her cheeks flushing as she tried to find the words. “I—I just wanted to talk,” she’d said, her voice barely above a whisper.

He’d smirked, his eyes raking over her body in a way that made her shiver. “Talk?” he’d repeated, his tone mocking. “Or did you come in here hoping to catch me like this? Hoping I’d let you touch it?”

Her breath had hitched, her heart pounding in her chest as she’d stared at him. She hadn’t been able to deny it. She *had* been hoping for something like this. She’d been fantasizing about it for weeks—about him using her, making her his.

“I—I don’t know,” she’d whispered, her voice trembling.

He’d laughed softly, sitting up and patting the bed beside him. “Come here,” he’d said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

She’d hesitated for only a moment before crossing the room and sitting down beside him, her body tense with anticipation. He’d reached out, his fingers brushing against her cheek as he turned her face toward him.

“You want this, don’t you?” he’d asked, his voice low and husky. “Want me to fuck you? To make you mine?”

She’d nodded, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps as she’d looked up at him. “Yes,” she’d whispered, her voice barely audible.

He’d smiled, his hand sliding down to grip her chin. “Then beg for it,” he’d commanded, his eyes dark with desire. “Tell me how much you want it.”

And she had. She’d begged him to use her, to make her his little slut. And he had.

---

Now, as she knelt between his legs, his cock buried deep in her throat, she could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. Her pussy was soaked, her clit throbbing with every thrust of his hips. She could hear the wet sounds of her mouth working over him, the way he groaned with pleasure as she took him deeper and deeper.

“That’s it,” he murmured, his voice rough with arousal. “Take it all the way down. You’re such a good little cocksucker. Fuck, I love the way you gag on it.”

She moaned around him, the vibrations making him curse under his breath. His grip on her hair tightened as he fucked her face harder, faster, his cock hitting the back of her throat with every thrust.

“You love this, don’t you?” he growled, his voice filled with dark amusement. “Love being used like this. Love being my little slut.”

She nodded frantically, tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggled to breathe. But she didn’t care. She wanted this. Needed it.

“Beg for more,” he commanded, pulling her off his cock just long enough for her to gasp for air. “Tell me how much you want it.”

“Please,” she whimpered, her voice hoarse from the abuse. “Please fuck my throat harder. I need it so bad. I need to be your dirty little slut.”

He smirked, pushing her back down onto his cock with a groan. “Good girl,” he purred, his voice filled with satisfaction. “Now take it all the way down. Show me how much you love being my whore.”

And she did. She took him deeper than ever before, her throat stretching to accommodate him as he fucked her face with abandon. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her pussy clenching with every thrust of his cock.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his hips stuttering as he got closer to his own release. “You’re such a good little slut. Gonna make me cum all over that pretty face.”

She moaned around him, her own orgasm building as she felt him pulse in her throat. And then he was pulling out, his cum shooting across her face as she gasped for air.

“Look at you,” he murmured, his voice filled with dark satisfaction. “My dirty little sister.”

A young woman finds herself drawn into a taboo relationship with her older brother, who introduces her to the dark pleasures of deep throat training and degradation.

She willingly submits to his commands, begging for his use and finding pleasure in her own degradation.

Their encounter begins with a chance encounter in his bedroom and escalates into a raw, uninhibited exploration of their forbidden desires.

He dominates her completely, using her for his pleasure and pushing her to her limits, while she revels in the role of his little slut.

Brother's Filthy Home Deep Throat Training

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