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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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Life had never been easy for Whiskey Monroe and her siblings; their dear mother Amelia had passed away during their particularly difficult childbirth. Hank Monroe, their father, was very young at the time and didn’t have the first clue on how to raise a child, let alone three. Despite this however, the Monroe kids still managed to grow up to be rather resilient and independent young adults. It was exceptionally hard for the blue eyed, young grey wolf as his daughters grew into the spitting image of their mother, taking more after her border collie heritage than his wolf side of the family. At least they did inherit his beautiful blue eyes, the only sign they were his kids.

Once his kids were old enough to look after themselves, Hank took up cross-country trucking to support his family. It was tough work that kept him away from home a lot, but it paid the bills and kept his kids in school. Hank had been thrown into parenthood pretty much right out of high school, so trucking was all he was able to do with no real other in demand skills. Thankfully his folks were always around to help out when needed; it wasn’t perfect, but it was functional. Unfortunately, outside of Hank, his folks were the only other family his three kids had as Amelia’s parents had passed not long before she had. It was the one solace Hank had in the whole affair, at least his wife had loved ones waiting to welcome her on the other side.

Whiskey was always the rebel of the three kids, usually the first one to get into a fight and thankfully, also usually the last one to be standing after she ended it. Despite her rather tomboyish nature, Whiskey was still somehow also very girly and pretty, she had inherited her mother’s rich black and white colouring. Hank always called his little girls his “dunked Oreos” because they looked as though someone had picked them up and only dipped their snouts, hands and feet, and the tip of their tails in milk. Though the strange grey flecks that looked like tiny spots mixed in with her otherwise white fur came from her dad’s side. Hank always teased her that she was named after the drink that helped him knock their mother up that fateful night, joking that her full name was really Whiskey Sours Monroe; that always got an eyeroll from her.

Despite looking identical to her sister, Friday was the complete opposite of Whiskey. She was the responsible one who slipped naturally into the mothering roll early on. She always made sure her siblings had cooked meals and even packed their lunches all through their schooling careers. Though she loved her sister dearly, Friday loathed being confused for Whiskey whenever she got into trouble; but that still didn’t stop her from taking the fall for her on occasion, being the protective sibling she was. According to Hank, he had named her after his favourite comic book hero’s AI assistant. He often wondered if that was why she had fallen into the mothering roll so easily, as if her name had somehow decreed, she would be his assistant at home.

Lastly there was Tango, named after his mother’s childhood crush from the series Tango and Cash. He too looked near identical to his sisters, though technically he was the youngest as he was the last born and a few minutes after Whiskey. With the same colouring and deep blue eyes, when they were all still little kids it was hard to tell him apart from his sisters. At least until they started filling out more, but so did he too. Tango took more after his old man, though he didn’t look the part of a wolf, he certainly inherited their natural size and bulk, by the time they were teenagers, he towered over his sisters. In his mid-teens, Tango had turned into a dashing young man, who seemed to make all the ladies swoon with just one look, even some of his teachers notwithstanding. Perhaps it was a good thing he never inherited his father’s Irish accent though, there was no telling what devastation the young stud could have wrought with such power. Luckily his sisters were always close by to keep him on the straight and narrow as well, without their guidance he probably would have repeated his father’s mistakes and become a father himself at a very young age.

Again, after they had finished high school, the three kids all had vastly different ideas on what to do with their lives. Unsurprisingly, Friday already had a plan and immediately went to study to become a teacher. She was good at it too, being naturally nurturing and caring, also preferring order over chaos usually. Tango had no interest in studying further, so he went into the construction business for one of his high school friend’s uncles, the pay wasn’t great, but at least he enjoyed the work, and it did help pay the bills around the house. Whiskey was never very academically inclined, so she too had no desire to continue studying after she graduated from high school. While she did want to work, she didn’t want a typical nine to five office job as she thought that would be too soul crushing. She wanted something that gave her the freedom to choose when she would work without tying her down to a strict schedule. After she began dating Ethan, a friend she met online; he introduced her into a very different kind of online business that paid surprisingly well and was rather fun to boot!

It was the perfect setup, while Friday and Tango shared the main house, Whiskey had turned the area above the double garage into her own personal studio. She made sure no one could see in with heavy blackout curtains, but also made sure there would be no noise pollution from the house with an almost professional sound proofing setup. This had the added benefit of her brother and sister not being able to hear what was going on in Whiskey’s room either. For all they knew, she was just attempting to become one of those annoying E-girls that had dozens of men drooling over her, hoping to get a moment of her attention online. She was rather tech savvy and good looking to boot, so it was not impossible or unbelievable at least. It did also explain why she was always flush with money lately as well, but so long as she wasn’t out on the streets and selling her body, both Tango and Friday didn’t really care what she did, as long as she paid her portion of the rent and other bills on time.

The truth, however, was far lewder than either Tango or Friday could have ever guessed. At first it had started out with just simple photoshoots in lingerie, but soon it progressed to more intimate and revealing sets when the money started rolling in. Not that Whiskey minded, she had always had a bit of an exhibitionist streak in her and having a bunch of strangers drooling over her on the internet while throwing money at her, this new ‘job’ suited her rather well. Soon Ethan got in on the fun and they were performing acts for her top paying subscribers, for a modest fee of course.

It didn’t take long before things really began taking off, soon Whiskey’s subscriber count began to skyrocket as a result, to the point she was even offered a partnership on the platform if she could maintain her current levels for another month. That was great news for her though, making partner meant she would get a greater percentage of the donations and ad revenue, along with being featured and promoted on the front page more often. The only problem was that while Whiskey was keen and eager for it, Ethan began getting cold feet. He was concerned that with her growing popularity, it was only a matter of time before people figured out who he was and that would ruin his chances of having a real career later on in life. Ethan couldn’t have timed his cold feet any worse either, Whiskey was right on the verge of her big breakthrough when his nerves suddenly got the better of him.

“What do you mean you’re not coming? Tonight is the final performance, if we don’t do it, I’ll lose my shot at partner!” Whiskey almost screamed over the phone at Ethan. The coward was backing out and refused to perform, which left her in the lurch for a partner. She could try go it alone and maybe just use some toys or something, but those shows never did as well as when she was with him. Her viewers definitely liked having someone they could live vicariously through and direct to do stuff to her, if they paid enough.

With Ethan out the picture, apparently in more ways than just one, judging by the middle finger emoji and his cute little “get fucked slut” message soon after, he and Whiskey were completely through. If that was the case, she didn’t see why she couldn’t maybe get another one of her other male friends to fill in for him. They always talked a big game about wanting to fuck her, so surely one of them would jump at the chance to do so on camera.

“Fuck, I knew they were all just talk” Whiskey growled to herself when excuse after excuse started coming through. What was worse was that time was running out, there was barely over an hour before she was meant to do her planned stream. If she cancelled now, it would screw with her stats and knock her too far down in the rankings to ever recover and get this chance again. But there just was no one she knew who was willing to perform on camera; she was literally screwed by not being screwed. Briefly she entertained the idea that maybe she could try hit someone up on a dating app, but there was no guarantee she wouldn’t just be inviting in some sort of psycho killer if she did that. Or at the very least someone who wasn’t clean, even making partner wasn’t worth risking catching an STD for.

Just then she heard the heavy, rusted door of Tango’s beat-up old pickup slam shut as he got home from work. Whiskey’s ears perked up as a devilish idea came to mind, but would he go through with it? With nothing left to lose, the desperate border collie rushed downstairs to catch him before he went inside the house and risked having Friday hear what she was about to ask him.

“Hey, Tango! Got a sec?” Whiskey panted as she jogged up beside her brother, while wearing the biggest shit eating grin she could muster.

“For my second favourite sister, sure” He replied with a teasing grin. She obviously must be doing some stream or something he thought, there was no other reason for her to be wearing such a gaudy pink and white tracksuit with how warm the weather was, she clearly had something on underneath she didn’t want anyone to see.

“I’ll let that slide, this time, T-bag” Whiskey sighed at his usual joke. “I need a massive favour…like…seriously ginormously huge!”

“Can it wait, I’m rather tired” Tango said with a feigned yawn as he turned to try and head toward the front door of their house.

“Actually, no…it can’t” Whiskey pouted as she reached out to grab his closest arm rather firmly. “Please, Tango. I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important…” she said, while putting on her best puppy dog eyed look she could manage.

“Ugh, fine. What is it?” He asked with a roll of his eyes skyward. He fucking hated when she did that, she knew he couldn’t resist those big blue eyes of hers.

“Not here, come to my room and I’ll tell you…” his smaller sister urged while tugging on his arm for him to follow rather impatiently.

“You want me to what!?” Tango almost yelled after Whiskey had explained her situation to him and what she needed him to do. At first he thought she must have been pranking him, there was no way any sane person would ask what she had just asked of him. Even as close as they were, it was still insane to think he would…or could even do…that.

“Well, it’s not like you’re getting any anyway and you’re not in a relationship, so what’s the matter?” She asked directly while staring at him, her warm hands gently rubbing along his closest forearm as they sat close together.

“You’re my sister, that’s what’s the matter!” Tango tried to reason with Whiskey. Surely that would have been the obvious answer any logical person would come to in such a situation, but for some reason that fact seemed to either not register with his sister, or she was just outright ignoring it.

“So, the audience doesn’t know that!” Whiskey rebutted, as if that made it any better.

“I do!” the large black and white border collie wolf mix sighed, while rubbing his hands over his face in exasperation.

“Just pretend I’m someone else then” she persisted, even going so far as to crawl over and settle herself in his lap while looking into his eyes. The sneaky bitch even started to ever so slightly roll and grind her pert behind against his lap suggestively as she stared up at him with her beautiful big blue eyes again.

Tango tried to resist his sister’s charms, but she was right, it had been a long time since he had last gotten laid. He had been so busy with work lately that he hadn’t even had the energy to sort himself out, come to think of it. In the state he was in right then, even having his sister playfully grinding in his lap was starting to get a rise out of him. She was beautiful, he had to admit that much at least, if they weren’t related there was no question about it that he would have jumped at the chance to fuck her. But could he do it, knowing she was who she was? The longer he took to think it through though, the more of a response his crotch gave to the insistent grinding of Whiskey’s behind in his lap, drawing precious and much needed blood flow away from his brain at just the wrong time.

“If I do this, is it going to be a one-time thing?” Tango asked after a tense moment of silence, which made Whiskey grin as she suspected her slight teasing of her brother was getting to him. With every slow and deliberate gyration of her hips against him, she was wearing him down finally.

“Well, ideally yes. Depending on if I can find someone else to…’fill in’ for me soon” she purred playfully up at him. She was using every dirty trick in the book on him, tricks which she used on stream to get as much money from her subscribers as possible. If it worked on most other men out there, surely it would work on her brother too, he was after all just another man.

“Fine, just this once though…never again” Tango finally relented, though Whiskey knew better. She could feel the bulge forming beneath her butt as she ground herself against it, her little brother was obviously thinking like a typical guy right then.

“Great! You can wear whichever mask you want, so you can keep your identity hidden” She offered, waving over at a wall of rubber masks, ranging from cheap Halloween masks to rather expensive looking celebrity lookalikes.

Being that time was short, and he hadn’t had time to change out of his overalls, Tango opted to go for the infamous Hockey mask to go with his outfit. Though he did remember to remove the Velcro name badge and company logo first to further hide his identity. With his height and build, he even looked the part of the classic horror movie villain at a glance.

“Okay, that’s kinda scary…but also sexy at the same time…” Whiskey noted as she looked Tango over. “Remember, don’t talk, just do what I tell you to do, okay?” she directed while moving him off camera, so he could be revealed later when she directed him to do so.

Tango stood off camera and watched as Whiskey did her introduction into the camera, he hadn’t been into her room in years and now he could see why she was so secretive about it. All around her bed was what looked to be professional photography equipment, from cameras to lights and even microphones, all hooked up to an expensive looking computer. He didn’t know how it all worked, but apparently, she did, and she had been using this setup to make a pretty penny the last couple of months. She had just told him she was making money streaming, whatever that was, and he had believed her. Whiskey had just never told them exactly what she was streaming come to think of it, but he was about to find out first hand.

With her introduction out of the way, Whiskey stood up before her bed and began to undo her pink and white tracksuit. Tango was snapped out of his inner monologue when he got his first real look at what she was wearing underneath. He knew his sister was a beautiful woman before, but seeing her in nothing but a set of sexy black lace lingerie was something else. He always loved a woman in stockings, and she had a very sexy pair on right then, complete with a matching garter belt. Her push up bra made her tits look even bigger than they really were, but still not oversized and rather perky. He knew she was his sister, but the way she looked right then, he couldn’t help but feel himself getting hard again. Her teasing earlier had been nothing compared to this.

“Let me introduce to you all, my new partner Ta…Jason!” Whiskey stumbled briefly on the name, but thankfully she quickly recovered. That was his queue, which he had been directed to move into frame. Tango watched on one of the monitors as his large imposing figure appeared behind a scantily clad Whiskey. Thankfully his awkward movements on camera just played into the character he had chosen to dress as, which sold his outfit even more to the viewers. She had warned him things might be slow to pick up at first, but just to stay calm and let her do all the work. Tango hadn’t realized just how shy he felt on camera, so it was a good thing she wasn’t expecting him to talk.

“Oh wow, we already have our first donation! That’s a new record, thanks guys!” she clapped and bounced on the spot in an over-the-top reaction. But Tango could see why, it made her tits bounce and jiggle as she did that, which resulted in a flood of different emojis and text in her chat. He could see the viewer count quickly rising as more people joined in to watch her stream. Strangely, he felt oddly proud of his sister for being so popular, but at the same time he wasn’t sure he should be, because of why she was so popular. “Starting off strong, BigDaddy69 requesting we kick things off with a classic blowjob! Thank you so much for your donation, BigDaddy69!” Whiskey read out the donation and request. She had explained to him this was how it worked; the money was only flagged as “donations” for legal and tax reasons, but everyone knew what was really going on here. But actually seeing people pay for her to do things was…wait…this meant she was going to suck his dick, didn’t it?

Sure enough, Whiskey turned around and dropped to her knees before him. “Stay calm and just play along” she whispered up to Tango as she undid the zipper on his pants. Part of him wanted to stop this, then and there, as a good brother should. But another part of him, the part that currently had a beautiful woman with her snout in his pants and licking at his sheath, that part was screaming at him loudly to just let it happen. The more Whiskey kissed and licked at his sheath, the less resistant Tango became to the idea, and soon she had fished his plump sheath and heavy balls out into the open for the cameras to watch as she got her new unknown partner nice and rock hard.

He tried to close his eyes and imagine someone else doing this to him, but her constant exaggerated moans and chatter to her viewers kept breaking his emersion. Not that that was enough to stop him from getting hard though, unfortunately Tango quickly began to realize just how good his sister was at sucking dick. He had been with enough women to know what a good blowjob was, but Whiskey wasn’t just good, she was amazing. He couldn’t ignore the slight smug smile he saw on her lips when she heard his toenails scratch against the inside of his steel toed boots when she made his toes curl. He couldn’t help it, his hands reached up and grabbed her by the ears as he forced her muzzle down onto his cock and let loose, firing off a few thick ropes of pent-up seed down his sister’s throat.

At first, he thought she was struggling for breath when she pushed against his hips, but when she just smiled up at him and let him finish off over her face, Tango knew it was all just for show. He was equal parts disgusted with himself and eager for more as he stared down at Whiskey’s pretty face, now covered in his cum. She had just given him the best blowjob ever, on camera, for a couple hundred of her viewers to watch and none of them knew he was her brother. None of them knew he was her brother…that thought strangely excited him.

“Oh, we have another donation from ClamDiver83” she turned to look at her donation screen, while still absently stroking at Tango’s cock to try keep him hard. Not that he needed the help, he never usually battled with going a couple rounds normally, but now more than ever, the large mutt was honestly more eager than before. “Oh, sorry ClamDiver83. He can’t remove his mask to eat me out, is there something else you’d maybe want him to do instead?” Whiskey apologized after reading out the viewer’s request.

“Wait…I’ll do it…” Tango whispered hoarsely through the mask, trying not to let the microphones pick up on his voice. An hour ago, the thought of going down on his sister would have sickened him to the core; but after that incredible blowjob, he was now more curious than anything. It wasn’t as if he had never eaten pussy before either, he liked to think he was pretty good at it, actually. But this would be vastly different from going down on one of his girlfriends.

“You sure?” Whiskey replied as softly as she could, without looking away from the cameras. Tango gave a simple “mhmm” in response, letting her know he was willing. “Wait, it seems we can fulfil your request after all!” she announced cheerfully. Whiskey cast an uncertain glance up at Tango for a brief moment, before she climbed up onto her bed and lay back for him. This was not something she had counted on, her sucking his dick and them fucking was one thing; but she never expected him to be willing to eat her out. Even Ethan had never been a fan of that, and they weren’t even related!

The large, masked mutt watched as Whiskey crawled up onto her bed and rolled onto her back, her shapely thighs parting to reveal her lacey black panties were crotchless. Normally Tango would have been over the moon at the sight, if it had been any other woman other than his sister of course. But even then, even he had to admit she did look so damned good right at that moment. He couldn’t believe he was really about to do this, as he dropped to his knees at the foot of her bed, his large hands brushed along her inner thighs to keep them spread while he stared down at his sisters bare and exposed crotch for a long moment. Fuck, why did it have to look so inviting, her delicate pouting pink folds, dew kissed and begging for attention. He never thought he would ever describe a woman’s lady bits as cute, but Whiskey honestly did have a cute little pussy. He couldn’t help but brush his thumbs either side of her slit, before just parting her petals a little and getting a better look at her inviting inner pinkness. God, she looked so fucking good, if he hadn’t been willing to eat her out before, he sure as fuck was now. Tango lifted his mask a little, just enough to allow him to do what needed to be done, but without revealing too much of his face, mostly thanks to the popped collar of his overalls.

“Don’t look up, just keep your head down” Whiskey whispered tersely to him from above. Tango did as he was told, he didn’t need to look up to know the reason why. The light shining down on her crotch from above gave it away, she was holding a handheld camera to catch the action from her point of view for her audience.

“Best put on a good show then” Tango thought to himself as he reached out with his tongue to slowly drag it along the delicate pink folds before him. He didn’t know what he expected, maybe for lightning to strike him down or at least for her to taste terrible, but none of that happened as he went down on his sister for the first time. She surprisingly tasted quite nice, obviously not entirely natural thanks to her flavoured lube, but even then, he could still taste the real Whiskey beneath the artificial flavouring. He didn’t doubt that she would be agreeable to his palette without the flavoured lube, though that didn’t really make what he was doing any better in his mind. Tango’s ears perked at the gasp from Whiskey up above; it sounded real, more real than the other exaggerated noises she had made so far. Suddenly he had a burning desire to look up and see her face, but that was too risky with the camera zoomed in on his broad tongue splitting her soft bubble-gum pink folds over and over again.

After only a couple good licks, Tango found he really had to grip on tight and force Whiskey’s thighs apart as she squirmed and writhed before him. He had been complimented on his oral talents before by a few exes, but he had always just thought they were being too kind. But now, listening to his sister whimper and gasp as he feasted on her, Tango began to finally believe he might just actually be good at it. What was most surprising and perhaps unexpected even, was when she suddenly climaxed with one of the most erotic cries he had ever heard. It was not a sound a brother should ever hear from his sister, especially under the current circumstances. But Tango swore that sound that escaped Whiskey would have turned even the gayest of men straight, it was now and forever etched into his memory. Even with his substantially greater strength, Tango had a hard time pinning Whiskey in place as she tried to buck free of his pleasurable torture. When she eventually came down from her high, she was panting hard and looking rather confused.

“Fuck me…that was intense…” she mumbled, as if having forgotten where she was for a moment. Whiskey lay back on her bed, panting heavily as she caught her breath for a moment and tried to regain her composure. Something told Tango that she had never climaxed that hard before, especially not with her now ex. It made him wonder what she had been doing with Ethan all this time then, had she just been faking it for views?

Tango got back to his feet and adjusted his mask back down to fully cover his face, hiding the smug grin he found himself suddenly wearing. There was a strange sense of pride burning brightly in his chest as he looked down across his sisters still twitching and trembling form laid spread out before him. He also nearly burst out laughing when he caught her blushing back up at him, she clearly had not been expecting him to legitimately make her climax on camera it seemed.

“Oh, another donation from BigDaddy69! Thank you!” Whiskey read out as she seemed to be mostly recovered. “Oh, you want to watch the big guy fuck me over the ‘Australian’ POV?” she read out before looking over and grinning at a very confused Tango. “How about it, big guy. Think you can lift me, then hold me for a little while?” she did her best to try sound sultry, while also trying to explain what her client wanted. With a subtle nod to a strange contraption on the far side of her bed, he began to get the idea.

There was no doubting he could easily lift and carry Whiskey, but he supposed what she really was asking was… “Are you still willing to fuck your sister on camera?”. After a moments thought, Tango nodded and stepped over toward the thing she referred to as the ‘Australian POV’. If it wasn’t for just how ludicrous everything had already been so far, he might actually have laughed at the poor pun. On the floor was another specialized ring light around a camera, which was aimed skyward, this was clearly designed for outdoor use. But he supposed considering what it was currently being used for, it was a good thing it was waterproof.

“You sure about this?” Whiskey whispered to him when she moved in close, again waiting for his response. Tango played his part and remained silent, just nodding once again as he bent down a little to scoop her off her feet, his large hands cupping at her perky bubble butt to lift her off the ground. Fuck, even her ass felt fantastic, he couldn’t help but give it a firmer squeeze as he held her against himself. She couldn’t help but giggle as he lifted her so easily, her thighs parted and wrapped about his waist while she tried to angle herself. “Left a bit…forwards...there!” she directed as she guided them over the camera for the best angle. Thankfully he could also watch in another monitor what was going on; he could see his thick red length, which absolutely dwarfed Whiskey’s cute little pussy, as it brushed against her nethers while he held her aloft. He could feel the warm slickness of her cunt as she lightly ground herself along the length of his shaft playfully. Thankfully she was surprisingly light, all that hard manual labour had paid off, so there was no risk of him dropping her anywhere other than down onto his dick.

Tango watched with fascination as Whiskey’s fingers appeared on screen when she grasped and guided him into herself. It was a strange sensation both watching himself enter her from below and feeling himself enter her at the same time. The camera was so clear that it was like watching ultra-high-definition porn; he could see Whiskey’s pouting folds slowly stretch wide to take his girth. But it was better than that, he could hear her gasp against his shoulder as she clung tightly to his clothing, unable to fake what she was feeling as her snug little cunt slowly sunk down onto her brother’s thick prick for her audience to see. There was no doubting she was excited by this too, as little droplets began to fall like a light spring rain from above, partially obscuring the image when he began to lift and lower her on his cock with ease, as if she were his personal fucktoy.

It was easily one of the strangest moments in his life as he read the chat explode and cheer him on. Never in a million years would Tango have thought he would not only be fucking one of his sisters, but in front of a crowd who cheered him on while doing it. Even if they didn’t know, it still felt weird fucking his sister on camera. “Harder” Whiskey’s little pleading whimper snapped him out of his thoughts, she was leaning back a little as she looked up at him when she said it. No, she hadn’t said it, she had whispered it, only to him. It wasn’t for the cameras, she wasn’t doing it for views, he could see it in her eyes. She wanted him, Tango, her brother, to really fuck her. That look in her eyes alone made him harder than steel, it also kicked his toned hips and thighs into overdrive as he began to pick up the pace and fuck her for everything he was worth. He could feel his knot beginning to swell, but no matter how badly he wanted to tie her, he knew he shouldn’t. Even if she was grinding down against it, as if she wanted to take the damned thing inside herself.

“Wait, shit…I don’t have a condom on…is she even on birth control?” Tango suddenly realized. He was getting close to dumping a rather big load inside her, an unprotected load, inside his sister. He tried to get her attention, but she was again too far lost in her own pleasure to notice or realize the dire situation they were in. Then it happened, Whiskey gave a short, sharp bark as another powerful climax ripped through her. It was all Tango could do to hold onto her as she bucked and writhed in his grasp. The way she was clenching and squeezing down around his cock was pure torture, as if her body did not want to let him go, even though he knew he should withdraw from her.

Whiskey briefly felt herself falling, but only for a moment. Her head was spinning when she stared up at the bright lights overhead; for a moment, she wasn’t sure where she even was. Only when she spotted Tango standing at the foot of her bed again, clearly panting from his exertion of carrying and fucking her, did Whiskey remember what had just happened. Judging by the way his thick cock was pulsing and throbbing, along with the long strands of sticky precum dripping from his cocktip, he had been right on the verge of cumming too. Tango had obviously realized they were fucking without protection and didn’t want to risk knocking her up, so he did the only thing he could. As soon as she started to climax, he had turned around and dropped her back onto her bed in the hopes it wasn’t too late, before they had an accident. Perhaps she should have told him earlier that she was on birth control, maybe then he would’ve given her a nice messy cream pie, just how she liked it. Right now though, she wanted nothing more than to lay back with her legs over his shoulders so he could fuck her into oblivion. She wanted so badly to feel his knot stretch her, to utterly ruin her, just so he could empty his big fat nuts deep into her. But, she couldn’t, she still had to put on a show for her viewers.

The chime of another donation caught her attention, finally drawing her gaze away from Tango’s still twitching and bouncing cock. As she read the description, she couldn’t help but grin. She wasn’t usually a fan of it, but this time she would allow it. “Thank you, ThatJackal for your donation…as this is a very special stream, I will accept it for once” Whiskey said as she smiled at the camera, before rolling onto her hands and knees on her bed.

Tango frowned in confusion at his sister, but when he looked over to the screen, he could see what she was talking about. “Let him fuck you in the ass!” was the text beneath the impressive donation amount. From what Whiskey had said, he rightfully surmised that she didn’t usually do anal, but this time she was making an exception. Though he wasn’t sure if it was just because of her special stream, or if it was because of him.

“You can finish inside” Whiskey growled playfully back at him as she lowered her chest to the bed and presented her rump. Her fluffy white tipped tail lifted high and up out the way, while her hands reached back to grasp and spread her plush dark furred buttocks for him. There before him was everything his sister had to offer, a sight no brother had any right to see. But he was going to be doing more than just looking, it seemed Whiskey had prepared herself for just such an eventuality judging by the slick shimmer across her tightly clenched little pink tail hole.

It was as if he were watching someone else take control of his body, Tango felt detached as he watched himself reach down and grasp Whiskey by her hips to pull her back and closer to the edge of the bed. Once she was there, he leaned down and grabbed the handheld camera she had used earlier in one hand, while his other grasped his achingly hard cock. There were a couple of lewd little flesh slapping against flesh sounds as he teased himself against her backdoor, before he finally pressed his tapered tip against the centre of her pucker. He heard the soft hiss, then the low groan as her body blossomed and eventually swallowed the first couple of inches of him inside herself. The heat and tightness were indescribable, beckoning him in more, which he slowly did. Thankfully whoever was controlling his body just then seemed to know to pay attention to his sisters sounds and movements, stopping whenever she seemed to be struggling. Soon enough however, Tango snapped back to reality and found himself staring down at his cock buried fully under Whiskey’s tail. When he looked over to the screens, he could see people cheering at the image of his sister’s little pucker being stretched taut about his thick cock, and his knot just slight spreading her buttocks apart. She had officially done her first anal on stream, her chat was going wild, and the donations were pouring in as they urged him to fuck her good and proper.

A sudden wiggle of her behind caught Tango’s attention, it snapped him out of his trance of staring down at where they were currently joined. The look on her face said it all as she tried to look back at him, she wanted this. With a slight nod, he began to move, slowly at first, as he withdrew a couple of inches before pushing back into her. God, the way she whimpered and bit her bottom lip was so fucking erotic, it was weird enough knowing his sister seemed to like anal, but it was even more weird being the one that was helping her discover that fact. Her breathing only got more ragged and laboured as his speed picked up as well. At one point he swore she even came again, though it was hard to tell seeing as he was trying so hard to focus on what he was doing.

Tango felt his balls begin to draw up against his groin, along with a growing familiar tingle starting just behind them when his climax began to grow. He wouldn’t last long, but at least this time he knew he didn’t have to pull out. Whiskey had given him permission to fill her and fill her is exactly what he was goddamn going to do. With his hips clapping against his sister’s plush buttocks at a steady pace, Tango growled loudly through the mask, just as his climax finally broke. It felt like at least a years’ worth of pent up seed spilled forth and flooded Whiskey’s guts. His hips jerked and bucked against her backside with every strong jet of his seed pumping inside her, until finally, he had to step back and regain his composure.

Thankfully, Tango still had the wherewithal to keep the handheld camera focused on Whiskey’s backside. He even managed to zoom in a little on her now slightly gaped and freshly fucked pucker, just in time to see a decently sized trickle of his cum spill out and drip down over her slit below. For a long moment Whiskey lay motionless on her bed; just as Tango started to get worried that he had accidentally hurt her, the black and white canine stirred and got to all fours again. Albeit, she did look rather shaky and unsteady as she turned to look over at her monitors.

“Wow, okay…looks like we blew past our goal for today guys. I think I’m going to end stream there, but thank you all for your support! Love you all, catch you next time!” Whiskey stammered, sounding almost drunk as she talked. After she finished thanking her major donors personally, she leaned over and turned off her stream, leaving just her and Tango alone in her room now.

“That was intense…” He finally spoke, reaching behind to rub at his neck nervously. He wasn’t sure what was going through Whiskey’s mind as she stared hard at him while kneeling in the middle of her bed.

“I have another favour to ask…” Whiskey said with a low growl, her eyes lowering down across his body to eventually settle on her brother’s still hard cock.