Hold it in, Fuck Natalie

Aaron pushed Natalie away, and she gave a moan of genuine disappointment before suddenly regaining her sense of self, drawing away with a disgusted expression.

“Don’t look at me like that,” chided Aaron, noting with satisfaction that Natalie winced when he admonished her. “Follow me.”

Aaron walked to the bedroom door and turned to see Natalie where he had left her.

“Into the bedroom,” he commanded. “Now.”

With a look of misery, Natalie slowly raised herself off the carpet and past him towards Sasha’s bed. The potato spirit on its own would have been reduced to crawling and didn’t have the ability to be directed to locations. Aaron wondered if the experience of subduing Natalie’s will into complying would teach it anything.

Reaching the bed, Natalie turned sullenly to face Aaron for further instructions.

Aaron lay down on the bed, legs spread and dick standing proud above his stolen pussy.

“Hop on,” he said. Not just another test of Natalie’s will but the other spirit’s ability to interpret implied commands.

Slowly, and sulking every step of the way, Natalie crawled onto the bed and up until she was holding herself above Aaron’s supine form. Aaron waited for her to continue, but she hesitated.

“Please,” she begged quietly. “I don’t… I’m sorry. I don’t want this… let me go…”

“I’m glad to hear that you’re sorry,” Aaron said flatly. “Now lower your spoiled little bitch of a snatch onto my cock, and fuck yourself until I tell you to stop.”

Natalie closed her eyes and choked out a sob as her body obeyed, crying out when she felt her pussy open up around Aaron’s cock. Aaron for his part couldn’t help letting out a satisfied hiss as he watched his bitch sister debasing herself above the valley of his stolen girlfriend’s tits.

Those same tits began to bounce gently in time with Natalie’s as she rose and fell on Aaron’s cock, quickly building a steady rhythm as she surrendered to the **** that had taken control of her. Aaron wordlessly beckoned her towards him and she lowered her face to his, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.

“You're a good girl,” Aaron whispered in between mouthfuls of his sister’s tongue.

Natalie moaned, though whether it was in despair or ecstasy, Aaron couldn’t tell. She shuddered as she came in his arms, her whole body convulsing violently before going limp.

Aaron lay beneath her panting form, still rock hard inside her and curious what she should do next. She shivered when he twitched his penis inside her, her pussy tightening around him, but not much else.

"Natalie?" he eventually said, and felt his borrowed skin peel away from his sister's as she pushed herself off of him.

Natalie stared blankly at him, a mild look of confusion slowly overtaking her face.