SuperMilf Turns Her Attention

Presenting in her tiny, red, white, and blue bikini, heels, and all that she was our SuperMilf danced around Mike, teasing, touching, and letting him handle her body. It felt so good to her, given her previous lack of male interest or contact. Men would hit on her, however, her busy life prevented much of a sexual or social life. No more.

"I've done the physical stuff, dinner, wine, my hair and nails" she thought. "Wonder if the new power can get into someone's head? What they're thinking or want? Time to try it on Mike" the hot-bodied SuperMilf opted.

Curling up to him like a strip club dancer out for cash, she wrapped her legs around Mike's body, traded a few long, deep liplocks with him, and felt his hardening bulge. This pleased her.

"Mm..What's this, Mikey?" she asked as her aroused brother smiled and stammered his words a bit. "Is this for meee?"

"Mhyghood, yhess.." Mike answered, hands all over her body and untying her bikini top. He knew what he wanted.

"So, tell me what you're thinking" SuperMilf asked, her eyes directly on his, reading his mind. This was a new aspect of the power: She didn't know if she could control his thoughts, but sure could read them and know the truth. Control would be the next hurdle.

"I want to throw her down and fucking **** her into next week..Sister or not, she's driving my so crazy right now..How did I not **** her before, ever? Her being my sister only makes it hotter..God I want to fuck her like our ship is going down and knock her up" he thought.

SuperMilf heard it all in his head. And was incredibly turned on. He wanted her this bad, she thought? Why did he not try in the past? He was bigger and stronger, and easily could have taken her as his own. She'd have let him, too.

"Like our ship is going down, hun?" she smiled at Mike. "And yes, me being your sister does only make it hotter..Especially if you knock me up" SuperMilf stated, to Mike's surprise.

"Wha..I..How did you.." he began. "Yes, it's all true. I'd thought about just that, forcing myself on you, many times, even had it planned. Oh, I had it planned. I was going to tie you up and have my way with you" Mike admitted.

"You should have" SuperMilf replied, then getting the idea to turn the tables on Mike. With one thought, a haze, and change, she had Mike where she wanted him.

They were now in her bedroom, Mike tied to the bed, black rag covering his mouth, and SuperMilf eyeing him up as her personal fuck toy.

"Let's make that cock bigger..I'm sure he won't mind" she stated, making Mikes item a full, engorged 9 inches. The oversize pained him, yet, he was into giving her, or, as it would be, her taking, him in at that length.

"Holy fuck, I need that in me!" SuperMilf smiled wide. "Hmm..His pecs look a little relaxed..Let's make them muscular! His legs, too..Mike will be every-thing I want him to be!"

Prone and dazed as to what was happening, Mike didn't fight it or offer a muffled question. SuperMilf, his hot, hot sister with the new powers, was making him into her personal sex toy. He felt lucky. And still wanted to knock her up.

His new item fully erect and at the ready, SuperMilf committed the sight to her new memory before dropping her thong bikini bottoms and mounting her under-control brother. It was one of her private, back confines of her mind, fantasies about him ever since catching view of him doing yardwork with no shirt on, upper body sweating, and her mound getting moist watching.

"Ohh, bay-bee" she sighed. "You're not going to forget this..I do own you now..Say it" SuperMilf directed as his cock entered her.

"Yhoownmhee" the muffled-voiced Mike attempted to say.

Plunging in and out of her for 25 minutes, SuperMilf kept Mike's cock up and hard as he never had before.

"Ohhhmhy..Sooghood" she sighed into the bedroom air, gyrating on top of him. "Deeper!'.

Another haze formed...