Fucking My Mind Controlled Sister In The Shower

by Raven Frost

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Amelia was everything to me. She was my big sister and even though she was only a few years older than me at 22, I looked up to her.

So, when I found out that she was getting married and moving out, I was - understandably - devastated.

See, Amelia had been the subject of my perverted, sexual fantasies. I knew fucking my own sister was wrong.

But I couldn't help fantasizing about it.

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Amelia was everything to me. She was my big sister and even though she was only a few years older than me at 22, I looked up to her.

So, when I found out that she was getting married and moving out, I was - understandably - devastated.

See, Amelia had been the subject of my perverted, sexual fantasies. I knew fucking my own sister was wrong.

But I couldn't help fantasizing about it.

I don't know why, but I had to have her. And with her getting married, this was potentially my last chance.

It took an awful lot of sleuthing on the Internet before I found the perfect solution. It wasn't what I was expecting, either.

It was a mind control drug disguised as shampoo. Yeah, blew my mind.

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I knew my sister took a shower every night around midnight - usually when everyone had already gone to bed - so I ordered the stuff and exchanged her old shampoo out for the new stuff, being sure to leave some of the old shampoo in the bottle so it wouldn't smell too different.

 

Finally, the time came. Midnight. I heard sis slip out of her room and instantly my heart thundered in my chest.

Thoughts of would this really work rattled my brain, but the way my cock was acting it didn't matter. Sis was getting fucked one way or another.

The thought of plowing my long-haired goddess of a sister's tight, virgin pussy made my veins throb with adrenaline.

I paced back and forth with my dick in my hands as I listened for the tell-tale signs of the shower. It took her forever to get it started and I thought I was going to go crazy with lust.

Fucking hurry up already!

Then, when the water started up, my heart stopped. This was it! She always washed her hair first. Don't ask how I knew this - maybe I'd peeked in on her a time or two...

I gave it a countdown. Five minutes. Fuck, those were the longest minutes of my life.

I just imagined her touching and caressing her large breasts as she washed them, soaping them up and maybe spending a bit too much time playing with them. Did women play with themselves in the shower where no one was watching?

That thought made my cock harder than a rock.

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