A Brave New World

Thomas had to hold his sister's head back. He knew that there was a difference between being obligated to blow someone and wanting to blow them. And as Thomas looked at the lusty smolder in his sister's cerulean eyes he could tell that she definitely wanted it. Ever since she touched her lips to his cock, Diana was worshipping her brother's cock with the passion of a fervent lover.

She was using techniques that Thomas didn't imagine his sister was capable of doing. She nursed his length tenderly, softly having her tongue roll over his tip as she pushed it deeper and deeper to the back of her throat. She was draining him of everything. This was irrefutable proof that he had edited her mind once more.

"Di," Thomas rasped through uncontrollable pleasure. "Damn, what happened to you?" It was a struggle to remain coy as he spoke. Not only had Diana succumbed to his instructions, but the thrill of her submitting to the brainwashing so easily had put Thomas at peak arousal.

She locked eyes for a moment with him. Her gaze was obstructed from the desire that was traveling all over her body.

"Thomas," her voice sounded so innocent compared to how her mature sexy body was moving. "I think I need to confess something."

Diana leaned in closer and started to kiss up Thomas's shaft, still stroking his length in her hands. As her mouth trailed up to his own, Thomas could see the clear blue iris that shone with corporeal need, hiding the glint of a deeper feeling. A more primal response to his presence. As her body had traveled, she had climbed on top of him. Holding his cock in one hand and tenderly rubbing his broad chest with her other.

"Ever since I've started helping you out with your sexual needs, I've come to a realization." She spoke so softly. This moment was so full of sexually charged energy, but Thomas could tell that this part came from a deeper energy.

Thomas's member strained under his own desire. Diana was following the exact instructions of her brainwashing. The possibilities for the both of them now were endless. Diana would be his love-stricken puppet, and Thomas almost felt himself lose his load in the thoughts of how he would pull her strings.

"Thomas, I've realized that you're exactly what I want," her hand job was beginning to match the tenderness of her words as she moaned them in his lap. He could feel her grind her naked form across his legs, Up and down his body, covering him with warmth, soft pressure.

"Every date I have or any man I meet ends up being compared to you. And you outshine them every time."

"Di-"

"No let me finish." She gripped his cock tighter. She wanted this so badly, but she had to say this. Thomas watch her beautiful form as it got more and more hot for his body. Her face was so flush it was almost as crimson as her hair. He watched her as that incredible mind of hers was racing to figure out how to get exactly what she wanted. That same illustrious brilliance was also his now, Thomas realized.

"Thomas, I know some people might think this is wrong, and you don't have to feel the same way now. But I need to fuck you so fucking hard with you it's driving me nuts." Her body was beginning to move faster against him. Her nipples started to glide against his skin. They were so hard, Thomas didn't know how Diana was holding herself back.

"I need you Thomas. Hell, I think I might even have been falling in love with you all my life we've know each other. I know I'm you step-sister, but your the ultimate guy I've been looking for."

Diana began to move herself further on top of Thomas. Her hips were directly over his cock. He could feel her molten wetness rub against his iron hard shaft. It was so hard not to grin from how well his control over her was holding up.

"What are you saying Di?"

"I'm saying I need you to fuck me with the best cock I've ever seen Thomas. Fuck me good and fuck me hard bro."

Diana had never, ever called Thomas 'bro'. But as he gripped the side of her hips, Thomas decided he didn't care.