She slammed the comic down on the kitchen table, pages open to the spread where the brother had his sister bent over the family couch. "This is what you jerk off to, huh? Your own sister getting railed in some dirty comic?"
Mark didn't flinch. He just stared at her, cock already thickening in his jeans. "Yeah, Lisa. You look just like her.
Same tits, same ass. I've been thinking about it since we were kids."
Lisa stepped closer, grabbed his belt, and yanked him against her. "Then stop thinking and fuck me like the comic does it. Hard. No mercy."
She dropped to her knees right there on the tile floor, ripped his zipper down, and hauled his cock out. Thick, veined, already leaking. She didn't tease. She swallowed him to the root in one wet gulp, gagging loud and messy, spit running down her chin onto her shirt. Mark groaned and fisted her hair, fucking her throat in short, brutal thrusts while she choked and moaned around him.
"Fuck, sis, just like that. Take it all. You love your brother's cock, don't you?"
She pulled off with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting her lips to his dick. "Shut up and get it in me before I change my mind."
They didn't make it to the bedroom. Mark spun her around, shoved her over the table, and yanked her shorts and panties down in one motion. Her pussy was soaked, glistening. He didn't finger her or lick her. He lined up and drove straight in, burying every inch in one savage thrust.
Lisa cried out, nails scraping the table. "Goddamn, yes. Wreck me."
Mark pounded her like the comic panels demanded, hips slapping hard against her ass, balls swinging. The wet sound of his cock slamming into her filled the kitchen. He reached under, grabbed her tits through her shirt, and squeezed hard while he fucked her deeper, angling to hit that spot that made her legs shake.
"Harder," she gasped. "Make it hurt. Just like in those fucking comics."
He gave her exactly that. Pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in, over and over, until the table legs scraped across the floor. Lisa reached back, spread her ass cheeks wider for him, and begged. "Come in me. Fill your sister's cunt."
Mark's rhythm faltered. He gripped her hips bruising-tight and unloaded, thick pulses of cum flooding her while she clenched around him and came hard, thighs quivering, pussy milking every drop.
They stayed locked together, breathing ragged. Then Lisa looked over her shoulder, smirking. "Page twelve next. The one where he fucks her ass."
Mark was already getting hard again inside her. "Turn the page, sis."
