I Mind-Controlled My Sister to Fuck Me Raw

I never believed in that occult shit until the day I found the amulet. It was buried in the attic, tucked inside a dusty old box of my grandfather's junk—rusted watches, faded photos, and this weird pendant on a leather cord. The stone in the center was black as midnight, swirling with flecks that seemed to move when you stared too hard. Engraved on the back was some Latin gibberish: "Mens Domina." Grandpa's journals mentioned it once, calling it a "family curse" or some bullshit, but I figured it was worth a shot. I was 19, horny as fuck, and living with my sister Emily, who was 20 and hotter than any pornstar I'd jerked off to.

Emily was the ultimate tease. Long auburn hair that cascaded down her back, perky D-cup tits that strained against her tank tops, a tight ass from all those yoga sessions, and legs that went on forever. We'd grown up sharing a bathroom, stealing glances at each other's bodies, but she always shut me down hard if I ever flirted. "Gross, you're my brother," she'd say, flipping her hair and walking away with that sway in her hips that made my cock twitch. But now, with this amulet around my neck, I felt a surge of power humming through me. I tested it first on our dog—commanded the mutt to fetch my slippers without a treat. It obeyed instantly, eyes glazed. Holy fuck, it worked.

That night, Emily came home from her shift at the coffee shop, peeling off her sweaty uniform in the living room like she owned the place. She was down to a sports bra and thong, her skin glistening, nipples poking through the thin fabric. "Hey perv, eyes up here," she laughed, catching me staring from the couch. Normally I'd stammer an apology, but I gripped the amulet, feeling its warmth pulse against my chest. I locked eyes with her, my voice low and commanding: "Emily, you want to fuck me. You crave your brother's cock more than anything. Strip for me now."

Her green eyes widened for a split second, then glazed over just like the dog's. She froze, then a slow, slutty smile spread across her face. "God, bro... I've been dreaming about this," she purred, her voice husky. Without hesitation, she hooked her thumbs into her thong and slid it down her toned thighs, kicking it aside. Her pussy was shaved smooth, lips already puffy and glistening with arousal. The sports bra came next, her tits bouncing free—heavy, perfect orbs with pink nipples hardening in the air. She sauntered over, hips swaying, and straddled my lap on the couch, grinding her wet slit against the bulge in my jeans.

"Fuck, Emily, you're soaked," I groaned, grabbing her ass cheeks and squeezing hard. She moaned, leaning in to shove her tongue down my throat in a sloppy, desperate kiss. Our first real kiss, brother and sister, all tongues and spit. My hands roamed up her back, then down to finger her dripping cunt. She was drenched, two fingers sliding in easy, her walls clenching greedily.

"I've wanted this forever," she lied—I could see the mind control working its magic in her vacant stare—but it didn't matter. She was mine now. I shoved her off me, standing to yank down my jeans. My cock sprang free, seven inches of thick, veiny meat throbbing for her. Precum beaded at the tip. Emily dropped to her knees like a good slut, her tits jiggling as she wrapped her soft hands around my shaft. "Suck it, sis. Deepthroat your brother's dick."

She obeyed, mouth opening wide to engulf my cockhead. Her lips stretched around me, tongue swirling sloppily as she bobbed forward, taking half my length. Gagging sounds filled the room as she forced more in, eyes watering, mascara starting to run. "Glurkkk... mmmph," she slurped, hollowing her cheeks and sucking like a vacuum. I tangled my fingers in her hair, fucking her face raw—thrusting deep until my balls slapped her chin. Spit drooled down her chin onto her tits, making them shine. She was a mess, my perfect mind-controlled cocksucker. I pulled out with a pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to my pulsing cock. "Lick my balls too."

Emily dove in, tongue lapping at my sack, sucking one nut then the other into her hot mouth while stroking my shaft. Her free hand dipped between her legs, fingering her own clit furiously. "Taste so good, bro... need your cum," she begged between licks. But I wasn't done. I hauled her up by the hair and bent her over the couch arm, ass up, pussy exposed. Her cheeks spread naturally, pink asshole winking above her sopping slit.

First, I buried my face in there. No romance, just raw hunger. My tongue speared her cunt, lapping up her tangy juices, then flicked up to rim her tight little asshole. Emily screamed in ecstasy, pushing back against my mouth. "Yes! Eat my ass, brother! Deeper!" I did, tongue-fucking her hole while three fingers pumped her pussy, stretching her out. She came hard then, first orgasm ripping through her—body shaking, squirting a gush of girl-cum onto my chin. "Fuuuuck! I'm cumming!"

I stood, cock slick from her spit, and slammed into her pussy raw. No condom, no pulling out—just brother barebacking sister balls-deep. Her cunt gripped me like a vice, hot and velvety, milking every inch as I bottomed out. "Take it, you whore," I growled, spanking her ass red. The slap-crack echoed, her cheeks jiggling with each brutal thrust. She pushed back, meeting me stroke for stroke, tits swinging wildly.

"Fuck me harder! Breed me, bro!" she wailed, mind control turning her into a cumdump. I railed her doggy-style on the couch, sweat dripping, our bodies slapping wetly. Pulled her hair like reins, arching her back. Then flipped her onto her back, legs over my shoulders for deeper penetration. Her pussy lips stretched obscenely around my girth, cream coating my shaft. I leaned down, sucking her nipples hard—biting, leaving marks—while pounding relentlessly.

"Anal next," I commanded. She nodded eagerly, still dazed from orgasms. I pulled out, her pussy gaping, and pressed my cockhead against her virgin asshole. She tensed, but the mind control relaxed her. Lube was her pussy juice; I slid in slow at first, then rammed home. Emily howled, "Oh god, your cock in my ass! It's so big!" Tight as fuck, her ring clenching, but I didn't care—fucked her shithole raw, building speed. She rubbed her clit, double-penetrating herself with fingers, cumming again with ass and pussy spasming.

We switched to cowgirl. She mounted me on the floor, impaling her ass then pussy alternately, tits bouncing in my face. I slapped them, pinched nipples, making her yelp. "Ride it, sis. Milk my cock." She did, grinding her clit against my pubes, juices soaking my balls. Then reverse cowgirl, her ass cheeks spread wide as she bounced, giving me a perfect view of my dick disappearing into her holes.

Face-fucking round two: I stood over her on the couch, throat-fucking until she gagged and puked a little spit, tears streaming. "Swallow it all." She did, then begged for more anal. I obliged, piling her against the wall, legs wrapped around me, drilling her ass vertically while standing. Gravity made it deeper, her screams deafening.

Titfuck came next. Oiled with her squirt, I straddled her chest, sliding my cock between those glorious D-cups. She squeezed them together, tongue darting out to lick the tip on upstrokes. "Cum on my tits? No, inside me!" she pleaded.

Pussy again, missionary on the rug. Legs spread eagle, I hammered her G-spot, her nails raking my back. She squirted three times, soaking us both. Footjob tease—she rubbed her soft soles along my shaft, toes gripping the head—then back to raw fucking.

We ended up in 69 on the coffee table, me eating her destroyed holes while she deepthroated, balls-deep. Her asshole winked open from the pounding, pussy farting air. Climax built—I flipped her prone-bone on the floor, mounting like an animal, cock pistoning her cunt raw. "Gonna cum inside you, sis. Breed that pussy."

"Yes! Fill me up!" she screamed, orgasming hardest yet—walls convulsing, milking me dry. I roared, balls tightening, and unleashed rope after rope of thick brother-cum deep in her fertile womb. Pumped until overflowed, creampie bubbling out around my shaft. We collapsed, panting, her body twitching in aftershocks. Cum leaked from her gaping pussy, pooling on the floor.

As she lay there, blissed out, eyes refocusing slowly, I whispered another command into the amulet's power: "You'll forget this ever happened, but crave it subconsciously forever." She blinked, smiling hazily. "Wow, best nap ever," she murmured, standing shakily to grab her clothes.

I watched her go to her room, ass still red from spanks, cum trickling down her thigh unnoticed. She had no idea I'd mind-controlled her into total incest submission, raw-fucked every hole, and bred her deep. But I knew—and the amulet pulsed, promising endless repeats. Our secret forever.