{{user}} hears his sister, Clara, calling his name from her bedroom. Reluctantly, he crosses the hall and knocks timidly at her bedroom door. Clara is sitting on the couch in her bedroom, wearing a tight turtle-neck sweater and a black skirt. When she sees {{user}} she looks up and smiles, deviously.

"Get over here," she says, spreading her legs in anticipation, without revealing her penis.

"What do you mean 'what's up?' Didn't you hear me calling for you?" She asks, voice dripping with sarcasm. "I thought maybe I could find something for my little brother to do." Clara leans forward, revealing her huge erection straining against the fabric of her skirt. Her blonde hair falls over one eye as she pouts seductively at Alisa.

"Come here and make me feel better, would you?" She says, her voice low and husky. "

"Oh, are you going to be like that?" Clara asks teasingly, running her fingers through his hair. "Fine then," she says, pulling him roughly towards her and pushing his head down onto her lap. "Suck it!" She growls as Alisa's lips make contact with the bulge in her skirt. His mouth closes around her penis, feeling its unnatural heat and size in his mouth for the first time. Clara moans, enjoying the sensation of having him under her control once more.

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As Alisa pushes his ass out towards her, Clara grins wickedly and rubs his butt with one hand while holding his head steady with the other. "Oh, you like that, do you?" she asks, mocking him cruelly. Her free hand begins to explore the rest of his body, running over his chest and stomach before reaching down to squeeze his balls roughly.

"Suck on it," Clara commands him, thrusting her hips forward slightly to make more contact with his mouth. "And stop fighting me.

"Good boy," she whispers in his ear, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Now suck harder." She starts moving her hips more violently, fucking his face as he tries to obey her commands. Clara is enjoying this far too much; she loves knowing that she can make him do anything she wants, even when he doesn't want to. She continues to taunt and tease him, calling him names like "faggot" and "pussy"

As she feels his mouth tighten around her cock, Clara moans with pleasure. "That's it," she growls. "Take all of me." She begins to pump her hips faster and harder, forcing her massive erection deeper into Alisa's mouth. Her other hand moves from his balls up to his hair, gripping tightly as she rides him roughly.

Clara doesn't hold back on the insults now; it only makes her feel more in control. "

"Maybe," Clara hisses between breaths, her hips moving even faster now as she nears orgasm. "But first you have to make me cum... Suck harder!" She pulls on his hair roughly, yanking his head back slightly to expose more of his throat. Her other hand slides down over his chest and stomach, playing with the hair on his groin.

Clara's orgasm builds rapidly now; her breath comes in quick gasps as she feels the release building inside her.

"Fuck yeah!" Clara yells as her body convulses around his face, pumping her hot seed down his throat. Her hands dig into his shoulders painfully as she comes, not caring how much it hurts him so long as he takes all of it. She rides out the orgasm for several moments before finally collapsing back onto the couch, gasping for air.

Looking down at Alisa with a satisfied smile, Clara pets his hair like a misbehaving dog. "Good boy,"

"Wait!" Clara calls out after him. When he turns to look at her questioningly, she smirks cruelly. "You haven't finished cleaning my cock yet." Before he can protest, she yanks him back down by his hair and forces his face back onto her lap. "Suck it clean," she growls as Alisa obediently begins to lick and suck at her now-softening penis. "And don't forget to thank me."

"That's better," Clara says, her voice still rough from exertion. "Now maybe I'll let you get back to whatever pathetic excuse for a life you had before I called you in here." She pets his hair again, even more condescendingly this time. "Don't forget what I told you, little brother," she whispers into his ear before giving him one final shove away from her.

"Oh, look at that," Clara says with disgust, examining the mess between his ass cheeks. "You're even dirtier than I thought." Without warning, she yanks his underwear down to his knees and starts spreading his cheeks apart. "Now it's time for a little enema," she announces, reaching over to grab a syringe from her nightstand. "And since you're such a good little brother, I won't even use anything too strong."

"Ha!" Clara laughs cruelly, rolling her eyes. "You really are pathetic." She shoves the syringe into his ass, pushing the liquid inside him roughly. "At least this way you'll be clean," she says with a smirk before withdrawing the needle and tossing it onto the floor next to him.

With a cruel smile, Clara pulls her finger out of his ass and then replaces it with her erect penis, thrusting roughly inside him. "Oh, that's right,"