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Emilia muttered under her breath as she struggled to find her keys. How on earth was she supposed to know that the tennis practice for her university had been canceled when nobody bothered to inform her? The team, including her, was made up of young adults, but not a single teammate had the courtesy to let her know. She shook her head. That didn't matter anymore; what's done is done. Now, she was home two hours earlier than anticipated, and her parents wouldn't return for another four hours. At least her brother would be home to keep her company.

Emilia had a complicated relationship with her brother Greg. For a while, Greg was just a thin nerd. However, something had changed recently. Greg had been going to the gym more often, socializing more, and taking better care of himself. Emilia had seen this behavior in the past, which usually meant that the guy had a girlfriend or was interested in one. Emilia found it difficult to believe this was the case for her brother.

For some reason, Emilia was drawn to Greg and his new appearance. Though the twenty-year-old man was once thin, he now had a toned and slender build. His brown hair fell over his forehead, and his fair skin was dotted with freckles. While he may have seemed plain to others, Emilia couldn't help but be captivated by him. Perhaps their shared history and deep connection played a part, or maybe it was simply the thrill of something so taboo.

Emilia found herself paying more attention to her brother's newfound attractiveness. Whether it was at the dinner table or when he was on his way to college classes, she couldn't resist staring at him hungrily. There was something so wrong about how she felt, but it only made her want him more.

It was the worst when Greg would play with Lucy. He had an annoying habit of taking his shirt off when he roughhoused with the playful retriever. Emilia was usually annoyed at him when he did because she had to see his pale, chubby belly. Since his transformation, however, it had become Emilia's favorite time. It was the perfect excuse to ogle at his bare chest and back as much as she wanted.

During their wrestling sessions, Greg would affectionately call Lucy his "good girl." Emilia couldn't help but feel a bit envious of the attention that Lucy received, but she recognized that it wasn't fair to harbor those feelings toward a dog. After all, Lucy wasn't stealing attention away from Emilia. Despite this, Emilia couldn't help but wish that she could also be considered Greg's "good girl."

Emilia shook her head. Now wasn't the time to think about this. She finally opened the front door and stepped inside, setting her tennis bag near the front door. She was still wearing her uniform - a short pleated skirt and a tight-fitting sports bra over her D-cup breasts.

Walking down the hallway toward her room, she heard an unusual noise from her brother's bedroom. It sounded like a whine, which Emilia assumed was their golden retriever, Lucy, begging for Greg's attention. Emilia chuckled, as Lucy was persistent when she wanted to be pet. However, another noise caught her ear, a faint moaning sound.

As her face turned flushed, she wondered what Greg was up to. She leaned in close to Greg's bedroom door, trying to listen without making a sound. Initially, she heard nothing, but then she heard Greg's voice saying, "Good girl, Lucy," and Lucy whining in response. Greg was still moaning softly. He usually talked like that when they were wrestling, but what the hell was happening?

Emilia opened Greg's door cautiously, peering in through a small crack. She felt a rush of conflicting emotions, a combination of shame and arousal. The door was directly behind Greg, so only his back was visible. He stood naked at the foot of his bed, thrusting his hips slowly. Sweat dripped down his toned back as he worked, showing off his lithe muscles. His hands were both in front of him, out of Emilia's sight. "Such a good girl," she heard him say, and Lucy whimpered again. Now that she thought about it, Emilia couldn't see the needy retriever. Where was she?

Emilia spotted a fluffy, blonde tail swishing beside Greg. Could it be Lucy? She quietly opened the door wider and peered inside. With a clearer view, she could see everything. Her jaw dropped, and she suppressed a gasp as she realized what she was witnessing. Greg was fucking Lucy!

Emilia stared in shock. What the fuck was Greg doing? Lucy was his dog, not some sex toy! Just as she was about to barge in to stop this madness, she looked at Lucy again. The dog's head was tilted back in a wordless howl, her tongue lolling happily to the side. She whined and shuddered with pleasure as Greg fucked her, pushing her furry rear against him. She was very clearly enjoying herself. Did she...want this?

As she slipped her head out of Greg's room, Emilia closed the door as quietly as possible. She then leaned against the wall, hanging her head in her hands, as she contemplated what this meant. Greg and Lucy were fucking? And it was consensual? Suddenly, everything made so much sense.

Greg's sudden desire for self-improvement, his new attitude that was so out of character, and even the nuances of how Greg and Lucy interacted. How long had this been going on? Emilia only noticed the changes in her brother in the past month, which meant the taboo relationship between man and dog had been happening for months at least.

As wrong as their forbidden relationship was, Emilia couldn't help but feel arousal. Maybe it was simply because it was her brother, but then again, perhaps it was the allure of something so unacceptable. Whatever the reason, it was affecting the blushing woman.

Emilia's shaky hand nervously reached toward her nethers. She knew she shouldn't, but she couldn't repress these feelings any longer. She didn't want to hide them. Back to Greg's door, Emilia slid her hand under the waistband of her tennis uniform's skirt. Her head lolled back against the door as she began to pleasure herself.

Slender fingers moved in light circles upon Emilia's moistened slit. Her touch was soft but electric, sending shivers through her body. She slowly moved up and down her pussy, slightly spreading her lips apart as she worked over herself. Emilia wanted to take her time, but she didn't know how long Greg would be occupied.

Instead, she clasped her free hand over her mouth to muffle any involuntary noises. Her slim fingers dove into her sopping mound, moving quickly. This was far from her first time pleasuring herself, and she quickly found what she needed. Her fingers mashed roughly against her g-spot as she shuddered, stifling a moan of pleasure.

She needed to moan out her brother's name but couldn't quite bring herself to take that step, revealing her feelings to him. She would rather listen to the muffled sounds of Greg and Lucy's union through the door. Whenever Greg spoke to the needy golden retriever, a shiver ran through Emilia's body. She couldn't help but imagine herself in Lucy's position; the thought alone was enough to cause her juices to flow more freely.

Her fingers moved frantically inside her as she ached to reach her peak. She needed to move quickly to avoid discovery. Thankfully, it didn't take long for Emilia to feel her pleasure beginning to build. The hand over her mouth shot under her waistband to her clit, grinding roughly against it. Finally, she came.

A small squeak escaped her mouth as her orgasm shot through her. Her plush thighs clamped tightly on her hand as she shuddered violently. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she struggled to remain silent. Panting breathlessly, she moved away from Greg's room on shaky legs. Emilia didn't want to tempt fate today, so she retreated to her room. She would need to take the next step someday, but that day was not today.

* * * * *

Emilia made a habit of spying on Greg and Lucy. She hadn't been to tennis practice in weeks since that day, but she didn't care. Each day, she would get home earlier than Greg expected, making the most of her chance to catch the pair in their forbidden coupling.

Today, she was going to do something different. Masturbating outside Greg's room was incredibly risky. There had been more than one occasion where she couldn't stay completely silent, but her brother hadn't caught her yet. Even so, Emilia was paranoid. Rather than masturbate against Greg's door this time, she planned to record the couple's taboo pleasures on her phone. Taking a deep, calming breath, Emilia cracked open Greg's bedroom door as she had done many times. She peered through the crack, spying on the lovers.

Today, they were slightly different in their sex. Usually, Greg would stand at the foot of his bed with Lucy on all fours before him. This provided a relatively poor view of the pair's genitals, but Emilia's imagination could easily fill in the gaps. However, this time, instead of standing at the foot of the bed, Greg was standing on the side. This position provided Emilia with a much more comprehensive view. This was perfect! It was the first time she had spied on them in that position, and she couldn't wait to save the recording on her phone.

Satisfied with what she would capture, she barely slid her phone's camera into the room. Weeks of her secret voyeurism had proven Greg's stamina wasn't lacking, so she was in no rush to end her recording. Emilia's breath was fast and shaky. This was her first significant risk since discovering Greg and Lucy, barring her daily masturbation at his door, and her heart was racing. Her legs shook as she recorded, eager to return her prize to her room.

She recorded the lovers for almost ten minutes before she was content. This was the only time she had seen the lovers in such a visible position, and she didn't waste this chance. Removing her phone as silently as she had introduced it, Emilia retreated to her bedroom. Her panties and thighs were already slick with her arousal, and upon entering the privacy of her room, she tore off her clothes.

Ensuring the door was shut behind her, Emilia wasted no time flopping onto her bed, her legs splayed. One hand snaked to her bare pussy, immediately digging into her sensitive mound. The other navigated her phone with shaky fingers, playing the freshly recorded video. Eyes locked on her screen, Emilia finally watched what she had captured of Greg and Lucy, her spare hand furiously pleasuring herself.

The camera had perfectly framed the copulating pair. Everything was visible and audible, from Greg's moaning face to his steadily moving hips to Lucy's lolling tongue. Greg's hands firmly gripped Lucy's gold-furred hips as he pistoned into her. He moved slowly and steadily, his 6-inch prick disappearing into the enthusiastic canine, smearing the pair's genitals in abundant combined juices.

Lucy was not standing idly by as Greg filled her. Her tail held to the side and rear legs slightly crouched, the eager canine panted as she visibly pushed back against her lover. Emilia could hear the needy golden retriever's whines as Greg filled the pet, and the young woman couldn't help but let out her own sounds of pleasure. Secured in the privacy of her room with Greg still busy in his, Emilia felt no need to muzzle herself.

Fingers moved faster and dug deeper as the video progressed. Greg had also picked up his pace, roughly pulling Lucy back onto his shaft. The content canine showed no signs of discomfort; instead, she seemed to pant even harder. Greg grunted out his affirmations to his golden girl, causing Emilia to shudder with pleasure. She wanted to be the recipient of those kind words, and someday, she planned to be. Her fingers dug deeper and harder as she thought of the day she would fulfill her wish. Emilia was so completely engrossed in her video masterpiece that she didn't even notice her bedroom door slowly opening.

A sleek, blonde snout poked through the cracked open door, its black nose twitching as it sniffed the air. It caught a peculiar scent, one not wholly unfamiliar. The aroma was incredibly potent in this room, and Lucy's sensitive nose had followed it to the source.

It wasn't until Lucy jumped on the bed that the preoccupied woman noticed the investigative retriever. Before Emilia could react, Lucy dove between her legs, the hound's cold snout pressing roughly against her soaked lips. "Lucy!" the startled college student cried in shock. "No! Bad dog!" Both hands shot to the determined pup's head, trying to push her away, but Lucy wasn't having it. Her sensitive nose led her to the source of the intoxicating scent, and now it was time for a taste.

Lucy's warm, wet tongue flicked lightly against Emilia's slit. Emilia cried out once again, this time in pleasure rather than surprise. The masturbating woman had not yet reached her orgasm before being interrupted, and the sensations of Lucy's tongue were a welcome, if unexpected, surprise. Emilia's feeble resistance crumbled at Lucy's touch, and her hands stopped trying to push the determined dog away.

Free from Emilia's resistance, Lucy had full access to the sopping-wet pussy in front of her. The eager canine dove into it, wide tongue slathering over its surface. Emilia was already incredibly aroused, and Lucy's electric touch caused the woman to moan out in ecstasy. "Oh my god, Lucy! Don't you dare stop!" The greedy golden retriever was all too happy to oblige, diving deeper into Emilia's sodden snatch. Her eager tongue devoured the copious juices enthusiastically, searching for more of the woman's sweet nectar.

Lucy's powerful and insistent tongue could not be held at bay for long, spreading Emilia's lips apart as it pressed deeper. The dog's flat tongue slipped into the woman's entrance, hungrily slurping up any juices it could reach. It flicked against Emilia's clit, sending a spark of electricity through her nerves. She cried out in euphoria, lost in the newfound sensations from her pet.

Emilia could only screw her eyes shut and tightly grip her bedsheets as she kept her legs spread wide. Her body was on fire, Lucy introducing her to an entirely new form of pleasure. It wasn't her first time being eaten out, but the enthusiasm with which Lucy attended to her pussy was unlike anything she had ever felt. The insistent canine dove into her slit with the kind of intensity only to be found in a dog. Her cold nose was jammed against Emilia's clit as the warm tongue plundered her depths, providing a breathtaking contrast in temperature.

Lucy's tongue was otherworldly compared to Emilia's past experiences. It was large but flexible, wet but warm, and soft but firm. It moved quickly, plunging into Emilia's snatch, hitting every one of her buttons at once. Then it would flick up and out, grinding against her walls before flicking her clit. Emilia's breath came in ragged gasps as Lucy worked, the overwhelming feelings almost too much for the overstimulated woman.

While Lucy would happily eat Emilia out for hours, the woman could only hold on for so long. She had been masturbating on her own before Lucy appeared, and her peak was approaching fast. With a violent shudder, Emilia came, her cunt clamping down on Lucy's tongue. Electricity ripped through her, and she couldn't help but elicit a high-pitched squeal. Muscles spasming, juices erupted from her pussy onto the golden face of Lucy, who slurped them up contentedly.

Emilia collapsed, satisfied. Her chest heaved with heavy breaths, and her head lolled to the side. She caught a glimpse of her phone, still on, the video she recorded earlier finished. The final moment of the footage was frozen on the screen, and Emilia picked it up to turn it off. Glancing at the screen before she did, her blood ran cold.

In the final frame of her video, Greg was looking directly at the camera. A knowing grin was plastered on his face, even as his shaft was still buried in Lucy. Emilia shot into a sitting position, forcing herself on shaky arms. Leaning against the wall, just inside her bedroom door, was Greg, stark naked. His 6-inch shaft was rock hard, Lucy's juices still slicking its surface. The golden retriever sat obediently at his side, and that same knowing smile sat on his face.

How long has he been there? Emilia thought to herself. She knew he hadn't been in her room while she was masturbating; he was still in his room with Lucy. Once Lucy had come in, she kept her eyes closed, unable to withstand her attention entirely. Thinking of Lucy, Emilia wondered how she even got into her bedroom. She was sure the door had been closed before she started.

Then, it all clicked. The first time Greg and Lucy had been in an easy-to-see position, Greg making eye contact with the camera, Lucy somehow making her way into her room, and that damn smile. Greg had planned this all out. He gave Emilia a perfect view of his time with Lucy because he knew she would do something risky. When Emilia left his room, he had finished with Lucy and followed, letting the eager dog into her room when the time was right. And now, he was in her bedroom after the family pet had just eaten her out after masturbating to a "secret" recording she had made. Emilia was caught red-handed.

Before she could say anything, Greg spoke up. "She's really something special, isn't she?" He said softly. A hand rested on Lucy's golden head, petting her lovingly. He didn't sound mad, annoyed, or even smug. Greg was surprisingly genuine when speaking about Lucy. Emilia felt she should respond with her own genuine feelings as well.

"I..." Emilia hesitated. "I didn't understand before, but now I do. She's more than just a pet." Her brother's smile was soft but sincere. He crouched down to Lucy's level, hands cupping the dog's face. He petted her softly before planting a light kiss on her forehead. Greg rose to his full height after a few more moments of tender affection. He stood silently, a mischievous smirk plain on his face and prick throbbing with need.

Emilia sighed nervously. She hadn't bothered to cover herself after noticing Greg, her legs still splayed and slick with saliva and her juices. Sitting in the middle of her plush bed, she was fully bared for her brother. He towered over the naked woman, waiting patiently.

Emilia didn't know what he was waiting for, but she knew what she wanted. Steeling her resolve, she spoke. "Greg, I... I want you. I have for a while now. But Lucy..." She glanced at the happily panting pup. "She's yours, and you're hers. I don't want to get in the way of that."

Greg glanced down at Lucy, chuckling softly. "I know, I've known the whole time. Did you really think I was that oblivious? I've seen you sneaking glances at me, spying on us. I've heard you outside my door every single night; you aren't nearly as sneaky as you think." He laughed, joyful and genuine, before smiling sweetly.

"You don't know how long I've wanted you. After what I saw tonight, I can tell you and Lucy want each other too. Even so, I won't force you into anything. If you want this, all you have to do is ask me right here, right now. If you say no, that's ok. I'll pretend this never happened. No grudges, no problems. But if you want me, Emilia, this is your chance. Will you take it?"

Emilia, even surprising herself, didn't respond immediately. This was her big moment, all or nothing. Did she really want to start fucking her brother? "Playing" with Lucy was one thing; she never had to worry about the dog telling anyone or even getting into a fight. Lucy was a much easier secret to keep. Humans were different and complicated. What if she and her brother were caught? What would their parents think?

No. Emilia and her brother were both adults and could make their own decisions. What was the harm in partaking in carnal pleasures? They were just two adults, relieving their lusts like any other couple. She was sure. This was what she wanted.

Emilia spoke with conviction. "I want this. I want you, Greg." She giggled. "And our golden girl here!" Greg beamed. "Good girl, that's just what I wanted to hear. Lucy, fetch."

A blonde blur bounded onto Emilia's bed. Lucy's furry head immediately lowered to the woman's still-sensitive slit, her tongue darting to slurp up the remaining juices. Emilia spread her legs as wide as she was able. She knew the magic of Lucy's tongue and would happily accept more of the retriever's attention.

Greg maneuvered behind the occupied canine, placing his hands firmly on her hips. His cock throbbed with arousal. "You interrupted us earlier, Em. Lucy gets what she deserves first, and if you're good, you're next."

Emilia only nodded. Her breathing was erratic, and her legs shook, but not out of fear. She had never been so excited! She had wanted Greg for so long, and now she knew he wanted her too! On top of everything else, now she had Lucy as well. So many new things were happening all at once, and the eager girl was about to experience them all.

Lucy's tongue glided over Emilia's soaked pussy, guzzling the woman's nectar. There was plenty to spare from the couple's last session. Under Greg's hungry gaze, the pup's enthusiastic cunnilingus felt even more electric than it had before. She felt so exposed in front of him. It made her feel more alive than ever.

Hands firmly gripping his dog's hips, Greg lined himself up with her entrance. It was light brown and swollen with need, visibly throbbing. Her interior was pale pink. This was far from his first time with Lucy, but his heart fluttered just as it had in the beginning. Both Greg's cock and Lucy's canine spade were slick with their combined juices from their fun earlier. This made Greg's entrance into Lucy's tight tunnel easy.

The horny man hilted himself immediately. Greg knew from experience his lover could take it, and he wouldn't waste any time. Emilia had interrupted the pair earlier, and he was eager to finally cum. Lucy's tunnel parted effortlessly as she stopped licking Emilia to let out a whimper of pleasure. Greg wasn't the only one who had been blue balled earlier.

Greg glided easily through Lucy's pussy. Her swollen entrance clung to his cock when he pulled out of her. Greg's firm but tender grip on her furry hips held her steady, but she still rocked back and forth with each thrust. When the couple's hips collided, Lucy was pushed forward against Emilia's pussy.

Emilia laid a hand gently on Lucy's golden head. She stroked the attentive pup softly as her hungry tongue licked over and into her pussy. Although it was the second time in quick succession, the pleasure from the retriever had only increased. Emilia's hips couldn't help but move uncontrollably, unable to fully handle the sensation.

The trio settled into a comfortable rhythm. Greg pulled Lucy back onto his shaft, their hips meeting roughly. Lucy was pushed forward into Emilia, the canine's enthusiastic cunnilingus becoming more forceful for only a moment. At the same time, Emilia gently pulled Lucy's head against her pussy, aching for more of the pup's magic tongue. Then Greg would pull Lucy's hips again, repeating the process.

As much as Greg knew about Emilia's affection for him, he didn't know how much she loved to be praised. Out of habit, Greg groaned, "Good girl, Lucy." He noticed the effect on his sister immediately. Her face turned red as she shuddered, and extra juices visibly splattered onto Lucy's snout. So, she has a praise kink? That's very good to know. He smiled to himself. He would have fun with that later.

Lucy was the first of the trio to reach their peak. Pulling away from Emilia briefly, she let out a long and high-pitched whine. Her already tight canal clamped down on Greg like a vice, almost leaving him unable to move. Her lengthy tongue lolled happily out of her mouth as she panted with release.

Emilia, still sitting with her legs spread, cupped the cumming canine's cheek in with one hand. Emilia could feel Lucy's muscles spasming as she orgasmed. She leaned forward, bringing Lucy into a passionate kiss. Lucy, having done the same with Greg before, happily accepted.

Seeing both of his girls kiss so enthusiastically pushed Greg over the edge. He firmly gripped Lucy's gold-furred flanks and roughly pulled the preoccupied pup back against him. His hips sat flush against her rear. With a grunt of satisfaction, Greg finally came.

Greg pumped a massive load into Lucy's depths. His whole body shuddered, finally feeling release long after he should have. His hips twitched and jerked, trying to stuff Lucy with more cock he didn't have. Cum spilled into the canine, too much for her tight tunnel. Excess spilled from her plugged spade.

Greg groaned with relief. He really needed that after the interruption earlier. Glancing at the still-kissing females, he grinned. It wasn't time for rest yet. He still needed to break his sister in. His still-hard shaft slowly pulled from Lucy, spilling cum onto the bedsheets when it was free.

"Emilia!" he cooed in a singsong voice. "Is my good girl ready for her treat?" Emilia flushed as she shuddered with arousal and embarrassment. Greg had obviously noticed the praise's effect on her, and she just knew he would abuse it. She was his now, and he knew it.

"All fours," he commanded. "Now." Emilia scrambled to obey and quickly turned around on all fours to present her rear to her brother. She looked back at him, eyes pleading. Greg only chuckled. "Not yet. Lucy!" he called.

Lucy had moved out of Emilia's path as she moved around, and she was now standing to the side while panting happily. With a gesture toward Emilia's head from Greg, Lucy moved in front of the woman. "Roll over," Greg instructed. The obedient golden retriever quickly rolled onto her back, hind legs spread. This gave Emilia a perfect view of her swollen, throbbing spade, still slick with juices and leaking cum.

Emilia looked from Lucy's light-brown pussy to Greg, confusion apparent on her face. Greg's grin was mischievous. "Clean her," he commanded. Emilia glanced back to Lucy, lying on her back with spread legs. The pup's plump pussy twitched expectantly. Was she really about to eat out the family pet after her brother creampied her? To be fair, Lucy had eaten her out twice already. It was only fitting to return the favor for the obedient dog.

Steeling her resolve, Emilia lowered her head to Lucy's triangular entrance. She first noticed her pet's powerful musk flooding her nostrils. The smell was wild, which wouldn't seem out of place in the middle of a forest. The nervous college student breathed deeply, savoring the strange scent. The unique natural fragrance was addicting. As much as Emilia would like to enjoy the aroma, her brother had given her a command. Not one to be a disobedient girl, she extended her tongue to do her duty.

Her human tongue was nowhere near the size of Lucy's, but it was perfect for Lucy's spade. Emilia began timidly, lightly prodding her canine companion. Greg's seed was still visible, and her tongue quickly slurped it up. She quickly built up her confidence, her feather-light touches becoming more forceful. Long, slow licks left no part of Lucy's folds unattended.

Lucy's taste was exotic. She tasted raw, pure, and unfiltered. Many different flavors blended together while somehow remaining distinct. Even a bare hint of an intoxicating sweetness left Emilia craving for more. Emilia gently placed each of her hands on the inside of Lucy's thighs, caressing the content canine. Eager for more of the addictive taste, Emilia's tongue pressed inside Lucy.

Lucy's tunnel was surprisingly tight, considering Greg had just fucked her. She was hot, and her canal clamped tightly around Emilia's exploring tongue. The stimulating sweetness was much more potent the deeper she probed, and Emilia drank as much as she could. The horny woman did her best to repay her lover for earlier in the night, eagerly pleasuring her pet. Lucy whined with pleasure as she got her turn.

Greg smiled as he watched Emilia eat Lucy out. He wasn't sure his sister would actually do it but was happy she had. He knew how much Lucy loved being eaten out. Usually, he would be the one to repay his lover, but there was something he needed to do. Looking down at his sister's presented ass, he roughly smacked a hand against her cheek. A small squeak escaped Emilia's lips, but she didn't slow her enthusiastic tongue. "Good girl, Em," Greg praised.

His strong hands firmly gripped his sister's plush ass. Her athletic body had always turned him on, and now he finally had her. Before he took the final step, Greg wanted to tease his needy sibling a little more.

Rather than prod at her waiting lips, Greg lay his 6-inch shaft between Emilia's cheeks. He ground against her slowly, hot-dogging his submissive sister. Emilia momentarily removed her tongue from Lucy's spade, turning to glare at her brother. "Put. It. In." she demanded, biting off each word. Greg couldn't help but grin at her frustration, but he had dragged this out long enough. "As you wish."

Positioning the tip of his cock against Emilia's soaked slit slit, Greg slammed into her. His hips impacted his sister's with a meaty smack. Emilia cried out in surprise and pleasure. Hilted in his sister, Greg paused. "Don't forget Lucy, Em." Wordlessly, Emilia dove back into Lucy's waiting pussy with renewed passion.

Greg moved slowly at first, savoring his sister's surprisingly snug snatch. He slowly pulled almost entirely out of her before crashing back into her. His hands tightly held Emilia's hips, pulling her back against him as he hilted himself. Emilia was getting the same treatment as Lucy had, a firm dick lodged deep inside her and a pussy to eat out in front of her. Only this time, Greg could be much rougher with the larger female.

Greg was keeping his pace slow and methodical. The last time he had been this aroused was his first time with Lucy; he intended to drag this out. Or at least, he planned to before his sister changed his mind. Emilia was moving of her own volition, her hips pressing back against him just as Lucy had. She was manually tightening her pussy, clamping her walls down on Greg's cock. She wanted more, and Greg would not be the one to deny her.

With a firm smack to Emilia's ass, Greg picked up his pace. His hips moved faster and faster, each thrust punctuated with a wet smack. Emilia's pleasured moans were audible, even with her tongue buried in her pet. Greg couldn't help but groan along with his sister. He would show her what it meant to be his.

Hips nearly blurring, Greg gave it his all. He would be wholly spent once he had finished, but he didn't care. This was his first time with his sister; he meant to leave an impression.

Emilia's entire world was a blur of pleasure. Between Lucy's intoxicating tastes and smells and the overwhelming speed of Greg's shaft, there was no room for anything else. Greg's dick was like a key in a lock she didn't know she had. This was far from her first time with a man, but something about the ferocity Greg fucked her with was unlike anything she had experienced. Along with the taboo pleasures of fucking her brother while eating out her pet, Emilia could barely even think.

She was the first to reach her limit. Pulling from Lucy, Emilia cried out as she came for the second time of the night. Muscles all over her body convulsed. Her pussy clamped down on Greg's cock but, unlike with Lucy, he didn't slow down. He continued to fuck her through her orgasm, overstimulating his cumming sister. Juices ran freely from her abused cunt, dripping down her thighs.

Greg grinned wildly as he felt his sister cum. That was what it meant to be his. He didn't slow his pace, purposefully extending her powerful orgasm. He quickly approached his own, but there was still a little time. "Good girl, Em. Cum for me," he praised.

Before he came, Greg needed to know one thing. "Emilia, where do you want me?" he asked. Emilia may have been his now, but Greg wouldn't go against her wishes. "Cum inside me! Please!" Emilia cried. Fuck the potential consequences, she wanted everything he had.

Happily obliging, Greg hilted himself one final time. His balls clenched as he came, pouring his seed into his sister. This was a big risk, but he wouldn't deny his sibling what she needed. Greg groaned with pleasure as he orgasmed again. He was proud of the night's events, thoroughly breeding his pet and sister.

Emilia felt Greg's cum shoot deep inside her. This was the first time a man ever had, and she finally knew what she had been missing. The feeling of wet warmth was surprisingly comforting, and her front half collapsed onto the bed beside Lucy.

Greg slowly pulled out of his sister, his cock incredibly sensitive. He swelled with satisfaction. His sister was finally his! Feeling weakness in his overexerted muscles, Greg slowly climbed onto the bed. Lucy nimbly moved out of his way as he settled onto his back between his two girls. Emilia weakly moved up his body, laying an arm on his chest as she snuggled up against him. Lucy walked in a small circle before lying on his opposite side, her head golden resting on Greg's chest. Greg moved an arm around both of them, holding them close.

As he snuggled with both of his girls, Greg reflected on the last six months of his life. He had come a long way from an antisocial loner. He knew Lucy was the one to thank, and he scratched lightly behind one of her ears. If she hadn't unexpectedly licked his cock all that time ago, who knew where he would be now? One thing was for sure. He wouldn't be laying in a bed with a girl in each arm after fucking them.

Greg smiled happily. Both of his lovers had dozed off, and he gently stroked them. Life was good, and it would only get better now that he had his sister. He needed to remind her to take a birth control pill in the morning; he didn't want her getting pregnant.

Yet.