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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. ********************************************************************************** This wasn’t where Margot Robbinson had pictured herself being as she entered into her forties, being forced to accept a handout from her younger brother after a failed marriage. Life had seen fit to kick the brown and tan coloured Doberman woman while she was down too, around the same time she had caught her then husband fucking the neighbour’s daughter, she had been made redundant at work. If their folks were still alive, Margot knew she probably would have had to move back in with them. Jasper was the only family she had this side of the country, though he had always been a bit of a black sheep. He never went to college, didn’t get a degree in anything, he just worked on cars because that’s what he loved. It wasn’t until she had moved in with him that Margot began to see her brother in a new light; his passion had turned into a decently sized business. One which gave him the ability to support his older sister in her time of need, thankfully Jasper was between girlfriends at the time too, so it worked out well for her. Jasper’s house wasn’t lavish by any means, but it was comfortable. Certainly bigger than the place they had grown up in together at least, but in typical guy fashion, there was not a single sign of a female touch anywhere to be seen. The living room chairs did not match; they had been individually purchased based on their comfort alone, without a thought toward aesthetics. The coffee table was made from glass and what appeared to be an old car engine, Jasper had tried to explain to her the significance of the engine, but it was lost on her. The television was far too big and took up nearly an entire wall, complete with a sound system that would rattle her teeth when Jasper turned it up above halfway. The kitchen was massive, all dark granite and expensive looking wooden cabinets, with a central island serving as the cooking hub. She could tell this was the least used room in the house; Jasper’s idea of fine dining was using mayonnaise instead of butter and adding a dash of paprika when he made himself a toasted cheese sandwich. Still, Margot couldn’t complain, Jasper was letting her stay without paying rent or anything. Not that she had any money to pay for stuff, but that still didn’t make her feel any better about her situation. Jasper never asked her for anything, not even to clean up after herself, let alone him. He was just happy knowing she was safe and being looked after, even if it was under his roof and on his dime. “It’s just money” he told her, he could always make more of it and he couldn’t take it with him to the grave anyway. So, he would much rather spend it on her than stick it in a bank to gather interest, or worse, spend it on some gold-digging bitch that only liked him for what he could provide rather than who he was. She hadn’t known it before moving in, but her younger brother had been through the ringer in regard to relationships and women it seemed. With a decent internet connection and her old laptop, Margot tried to find small online jobs she could do from home to help out a bit, even though Jasper didn’t ask her to. Margot was the sort of person who didn’t like accepting charity, so she felt it was her duty to chip in. When she wasn’t doing small online data capturing jobs, she was keeping his house clean and tidy, or just cooking him proper meals, which he was always thankful for. Jasper was in the middle of setting up a big deal with a local racetrack, which would ultimately lead to an expansion in his business. Margot could see the stress her brother was under, the bags under his eyes as he began to sleep less and less. Of course, she worried about him, he was working so hard, and it just made her feel even more guilty for adding on to all his worries. Things came to a head late one evening, as she was just wrapping up a last-minute data capturing job for an overseas client before heading to bed, she heard strange sounds coming from the kitchen. It was well past Jasper’s usual bedtime, which instantly made her picture an intruder in the house. Margot had always been the independent sort, she didn’t even think to go wake Jasper to investigate. Instead, she grabbed the aluminium baseball bat he had left in the guestroom and made her way downstairs, she didn’t even stop to put pants on and made her way downstairs in nothing but her tee shirt and panties. With the bat raised up over her shoulder, Margot was poised and ready to strike at any moment as she cautiously approached the kitchen doorway. With a quick peek around the corner, she saw a familiar shape standing in front of the open fridge, his nude form highlighted in a golden glow from the small bulb within. “Jeezus Christ, Jasper…” Margot growled as she lowered her baseball bat. Jasper didn’t respond however, he stood motionless as he downed the remainder of the milk in the plastic container. “Thirsty much?” Margot asked as she moved in closer, though she felt a bit unnerved by her brother’s behaviour, especially when he still didn’t respond or even acknowledge her presence. It was only when she was standing right beside him did she understand what was going on, it had been years since she had last seen him do this, but Jasper appeared to be sleepwalking again. Then again, he could have been doing it all the time, she just didn’t know until she had moved in with him. Jaspers eyes were open, but they weren’t really seeing anything. He was lost in his own world, trapped somewhere between being asleep and being awake. Growing up with his sleepwalking, their mother had always drilled it into Margot to never wake someone when they were sleepwalking as it could give them a heart attack and kill them, unfortunately that idea had stuck, and Margot still believed it wholeheartedly to this day. “Alright…big fella, we should probably get you to bed” Margot mumbled as she suddenly got an eyeful of her little brother, or not so little anymore she noticed. She didn’t know if he slept in the nude, or if he had just stripped out of his pyjamas on the way to the kitchen. Either way, she was presented with her brother’s surprisingly plump and heavy looking sheath as the pale-yellow glow of the open refrigerator shone upon him in the otherwise dark kitchen. She knew it was wrong, but she was a woman in her prime who hadn’t had any action in at least a year. Or at least that was what she told herself when she felt a tingle of excitement as she tried not to stare at Jasper’s thick sheath as it swayed heavily with every step he took while she guided him back to his bedroom and subsequently his bed. “Thanksh, Amy…you’re the besht” Jasper mumbled as he suddenly turned and pinned Margot against the passage wall. Before she could respond, her brother’s lips were pressed to hers as he kissed her passionately without warning. On instinct, her hands darted up to grab him by the cheeks to push him away, but the moment she touched his face, her mother’s words filled her ears again and she stopped. “Shit!” she cursed internally, Jasper was dreaming of an ex-girlfriend apparently and she was in the crossfire, but she couldn’t wake him up to stop him! Hopefully all he was going to do was kiss her, which admittedly wasn’t actually all that bad. It had been a while since she had been kissed with such fervour. If she was being honest, it was actually kind of exciting and Jasper was surprisingly good at it, especially for being asleep. At least until it wasn’t, suddenly a hand slipped down the front of her panties and cupped between her thighs. Margot squeaked into the kiss as her brothers thick, rough fingers sunk deep inside her without warning or preamble. Thankfully she was apparently rather excited and slick already or it might have hurt, but the bigger problem was, why the fuck was she so excited by all this in the first place? “Eager kitty” Jasper mumbled against her lips and between their kisses as he unknowingly plunged his fingers deeper into his own sister and felt how hot and slick she was around his digits. Margot growled at his words, mostly from embarrassment, but also because of how accurate they were. It must have been a result of his job, but goddamn did Jasper have some rather strong and skilled fingers, he quickly had her squirming against the wall and panting against his lips. Perhaps it was just because she had been ignoring her own needs for so long that he made her cum so easily, that was certainly easier to accept than the fact her own brother was doing this to her at any rate. But as she gasped and twitched against his fingers while he held her pinned against the passage wall with ease, Margot couldn’t stop herself from cumming so damned hard and clutching onto her younger brother for dear life. Worryingly, Margot could feel something hot and heavy beginning to press against her thigh and lower abdomen. When she reached down to touch it, she found herself holding her brother’s impressive red length. “Fuck…okay…we should move this to the bedroom, don’t you think?” She tried to say between kisses. Hopefully changing location and getting him back into his own bed would stop Jasper from going much further. Even though her loins were screaming at her not to, Margot gently pushed Jasper and his erection away from herself in order to guide him back to his own bed. She had planned on just guiding him to lay down and try get him to sleep, but that wasn’t quite how things worked out. The moment his bed was in view, Margot found herself being shoved forward and bent over the foot of his bed. A strong, rough hand gripped and lifted her short, docked tail as hot breath washed over her nethers after her panties were tugged aside to leave her exposed. She didn’t even have time to register what was happening before Jasper’s tongue was delving into places it never should have been permitted entry. She tried to move and squirm away, but the way he was gripping and lifting her tail like that, as if she were a feline instead of just a run of the mill canine bitch, her legs refused to cooperate, as if he had somehow disabled them. Margot knew she shouldn’t be enjoying this, should be disgusted by what Jasper was doing, but it was getting increasingly harder to think straight with his thick tongue delving between her slick folds and within her nethers. She swore he must’ve been part Giraffe with how goddamn long his tongue felt inside her. Every time she tried to squirm or escape, he just gave a deep threatening growl. She didn’t stop moving because she was worried he might actually bite her however, rather, that deep growl just made his entire maw and tongue vibrate like some goddamn expensive sextoy crammed up her cooter. Margot didn’t want to cum again, she hadn’t even wanted to the first time, but here she was at her brother’s mercy. The problem was, he didn’t have any mercy, he didn’t even know it was her he was doing this to. In his half-asleep state, he was picturing that bitchy black cat she had hated so much while she had dated Jasper. Margot had never understood why the bitchy feline had stuck around for so long with how much she complained about Jasper, but now Margot thought she knew the real reason. With her ragged gasps falling on deaf ears, Margot could only clutch at her brother’s duvet as he brought her to climax again. Margot damn near rolled her eyes into the back of her skull he made her cum so hard. With her heart pounding so loud in her ears, she didn’t hear what Jasper was mumbling as he suddenly appeared looming over top of her. She could fill in the blanks though, especially as she found herself suddenly stuffed full of his cock. Fuck he was big, she thought as he slowly sunk deeper into her. Her ex-husband was nothing compared to Jasper, even just sheathing himself inside her was hitting spots that had never been touched before. “Good kitty” she heard him growl into her ear as he began to buck and thrust into her, while his broad, strong chest pressed down against her shoulders. It was oddly comforting in a way, if not for what he was doing to her below the waist. Just having his firm, solid and warm body covering hers like this might actually have been rather nice and comforting even. But now, she just felt like she was pinned under a boulder, a boulder with a thick dick that was stretching her more than she ever had been before. Another problem Margot quickly became aware of was the angle in which Jasper was thrusting down into her with. She didn’t know if it was intentional or not, but every stroke of his thick cock into her forced the underside of his member to grind against her G-spot with the same force she was pretty sure the Titanic hit that iceberg with, the result was almost the same with the damage it did, only hers was psychological. She felt herself sinking deeper into the icy depths of depravity as her younger brother once again made her climax against her will, her cries muffled by one of his pillows she had managed to grab in her scramble to try escape thankfully. She was sure if the neighbours heard her scream like that, they probably would have called the cops, and this was a scenario she would rather not have to explain to anyone else. Thankfully Jasper never heard it either, the fucker had quite obviously finished himself and rolled off of her and immediately fallen asleep. As soon as Margot stood up beside his bed and looked down at her brother, she felt his deposit starting to trickle out of her well fucked cunt and down her inner thighs. She couldn’t believe he had just fucked her, let alone with that ridiculous dick of his, she thought as she stared at his softening cock which had begun to retreat back into its soft fuzzy holster. After heading to the guest bathroom to clean herself up as best she could, Margot finally returned to her own bedroom and climbed into her own bed, where she fell asleep a short while later. Though her dreams were troubled and full of lewd scenes involving her brother, as her subconscious tried to work through the events of the evening. The next morning, Margot was awakened by the sound of obnoxiously upbeat whistling. With bleary eyes and messy hair, she threw on her fluffy pink robe and made her way downstairs, where she was met by the delicious smell of fresh brewed coffee. Jasper wasn’t normally a morning person, but he sure as shit seemed bright eyed and bushy tailed to her as he practically danced around his kitchen. “Good morning, sleepy head” he said cheerfully when he spotted Margot enter the kitchen. “There’s fresh brewed coffee if you want, but we’re out of milk though for some reason” he noted as he looked in the fridge and spotted the mysteriously empty jug. “Uh huh…” Margot mumbled as she watched him closely, trying to see if there was any sign of him remembering what he had done to her last night. “You look like hell, Margs” Jasper pointed out in that typical younger brother way as he leaned back against the counter and sipped at his bitter black coffee. “You should try these new sleeping pills I got; I haven’t felt this great in years!” he exclaimed. “Good…I’m happy for you…” Margot replied, perhaps a little tersely as she shifted on her seat. She was suddenly aware of how sore and tender she felt, he’d fucked her like a pornstar, like she was built to take a pounding. But she wasn’t, she was just a run of the mill average woman, she didn’t even do yoga. Her body and especially not her cunt was meant for such things, but…as tired as she felt now, she also did admittedly feel oddly satisfied beneath it all. At least Jasper didn’t seem to be aware of what had happened between them, she couldn’t really blame him anyway, it’s not like he was in control of himself. But, if it helped him sleep finally and he did look a lot happier and less stressed than he had in a long while, perhaps it was for the best. In some messed-up way, perhaps it was even the best thing she could have done to pay him back for supporting her like he was. “I’m glad these new pills are working, things are starting to get tense as we come down to the wire” Jasper commented from behind his coffee mug, suddenly looking more serious and oddly more mature too. “I’m not sure if I’d survive these negotiations without getting at least a couple hours of sleep lately” he finished off with, before emptying the remainder of his coffee down the drain and heading out the door. “I’ll catch you later, sis. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do” he said with a smile and a playful swat to her tush as he passed behind her. Normally she wouldn’t have paid his swat to her rump any notice, but after last night, it left a lingering sensation behind. It also gave Margot brief flashes of seeing herself bent over something while Jasper spanked her bare backside, normally such thoughts would have her laughing at the absurdity, but now it just left her feeling uncomfortably tingly and squirmy in a way she would rather not think too much about. Things didn’t ease up through the day either, even with the mind-numbing data capturing tasks of her part time online job and a little online shopping to keep her busy, her mind kept wandering. Snippets of what had occurred kept popping into her mind and the more she tried to ignore them, the more insistent they seemed to become. By late afternoon, Margot had to change her underwear because she had practically soaked through the first pair, but even that wasn’t enough. She knew she needed to take care of herself, perhaps just rubbing one out might clear her mind enough for her to actually focus on work finally. As she tried to imagine different scenarios, different partners or anything other than what had happened with her brother, Margot found it damned near impossible to reach her peak. Nothing was quite clicking with her, even her usual heart throb of a daytime soap opera actor and her scene of being trapped in an elevator with him did nothing to spark her desires. But as soon as she remembered how Jasper had forcefully pushed her up against the wall, the way he kissed her so passionately, but also his strong fingers inside her…it barely took a moment of recollection to bring her to a solid, breath hitching and shuddering climax. The brown and tan canine sighed in defeat, she knew she had a problem and it wouldn’t be an easy fix. Thankfully Margot did get a small mercy later on when Jasper messaged to say he would be home late as he was going out to dinner to discuss contracts and such with his clients. At least she would have time to breath and relax after she had finally wound down for the day, though even after a glass of wine or two and a small dinner, Margot found herself wide awake as midnight quickly approached. She had heard Jasper get home sometime around eleven, but he hadn’t come through to say goodnight, which probably meant he had gone straight to bed. More than likely, he had been drinking with his new partners, so with any luck, he would be out for the count. However, with sleep evading her, Margot decided to head down to the kitchen and try warm some milk in the hopes that classic old remedy would help her finally pass out. With a small pot of milk on the stove and set to low, along with some fresh vanilla pods added in for flavor, Margot stood at the kitchen sink and stared out the back window, looking out across the backyard. Or at least, what should have been a backyard, what it truthfully was, was a collection of old cars her brother had either restored or was in the process of restoring. She had spent enough time with him recently to know that even though it looked like a scrap yard, what she was actually looking at was easily a couple million worth of highly sought after classic cars, at least once they were restored enough to be worth selling. Before living with him, Margot had thought her brother was living in a fantasy world and had just refused to grow up, but after spending so much time with him, she actually was starting to understand his genius. He wasn’t focused on the here and now, or even a few months ahead. Everything he was doing, he had plans for that would take years and it was finally starting to pay off for him, which she was happy about. She just wished he could find someone that could appreciate him for all that without either just being a greedy gold-digger or someone that thought she could change him. He deserved someone that really understood him and his way of thinking. Margot was snapped out of her reverie by a sudden groping of her tits beneath her tee shirt and the pressing of a thick bulge between her buttocks. She hadn’t heard him approaching, but she could see his reflection in the window now when she focused her eyes on it, and it was obvious he was sleepwalking again. Jasper had that same blank and faraway expression in his eyes, like he was looking not at her, but through her at a distant memory or something else that wasn’t really there. “Fuck…” Margot growled softly, she was pinned between her sleepwalking brother and the kitchen counter, there was nowhere to move and try escape. Then again, if she was being honest with herself, she probably didn’t really want to escape. Already the way her brother’s fingers were pinching, tweaking and rolling her nipples beneath her top had Margot huffing and shifting before him. “Mmm, missed your tits, Catalina” the mumbled and very drunk sounding voice of her brother grumbled as he nibbled against the crook of Margot’s neck. Goddammit, that was a serious weakness for her, she loved having her neck kissed and nibbled. She knew she shouldn’t be enjoying this so much, but it was damned hard not to what with how Jasper was playing with her tits and nibbling her neck. Later she would try convincing herself that she didn’t do it, but in that moment, her hips and behind most definitely did press back and grind against her brother’s crotch. He must have taken that as an invitation as soon she felt the hand which left her breast reach down to tug her panties down about her thighs before his sheath pressed even firmer and deeper between her buttocks. She felt him swell and grow against her, soon feeling the hot, throbbing weight of Jasper’s cock hotdogging her bare backside. The only problem was, when he tried to shift his hips and try enter her, his aim was a bit off and Margot felt his tapered tip nudge dangerously against her virgin tail hole. “Woah, that doesn’t belong in there!” She huffed and reached behind herself to grasp his cock to guide and push him lower. Thankfully Jasper didn’t complain or argue, he just firmly bucked up into his sister, sheathing his length within her slick cunt once again once she had lined him up correctly with her slick cunt. Margot couldn’t believe she had willingly guided her own brother inside herself again, though she just tried to argue that she only did it so he wouldn’t break in her backdoor accidentally. But once he was hilted within her, she found she was at his mercy as her hips were pressed against the counter and she couldn’t move. As soon as Jasper started to buck into her, all she could do was stand there and take it, but even without doing much herself, she still felt her climax beginning to grow dangerously fast. He again had both hands under her top and was groping and playing with her tits while he worked himself in and out of her at a steady pace, never ceasing the nibbles along her neck either. Margot had never been fucked like this before, his fingers were rough but not too rough as he tweaked and toyed with her nipples, the same for the kisses and nibbles along her neck. His teeth just lightly grazed her flesh through her thin fur there, while his thick cock slowly and almost lazily fucked her from behind. Every time he withdrew and then pushed back into her, it felt like he was stretching her anew and it was almost driving her insane with mounting pleasure. It was only after her first climax had washed through her and a brief spot of post nut clarity settled in that Margot suddenly realized that this would be the second time Jasper would be cumming unprotected inside her. She wasn’t on the pill and didn’t have any other form of birth-control, she hadn’t needed it while she was married as she was convinced that she and her now ex were going to have at least one child together. But now, she was unprotected as her very virile brother once again flooded her womb with another heavy load of pent-up seed. Seed which she blushed as she heard it drip and spatter to the hardwood floor when Jasper finally withdrew himself from her and stumbled back to his own bedroom. Margot remained leaning over the counter, panting and breathing heavy, feeling her brother’s warm cum trickling down her inner thighs and adding to the mess between her feet down below. She knew she should have been angry at what just happened, but she strangely didn’t. If anything, she was a bit disappointed it was over, she didn’t feel as sore this time after taking Jasper’s cock at least, so maybe she was getting used to it? That was a strange thought, should she be getting used to something like that in the first place? The sudden smell of burnt milk caught her nose, making it wrinkle as she looked over at the small pot now with what was meant to be her means of finding her elusive sleep. Thankfully, Margot doubted she needed it anymore, she was feeling rather exhausted after her brief encounter with Jasper. However, she wouldn’t be able to go to bed just yet, she now had some cleaning up to do. With the help of a few paper dishtowels, the brown and tan Doberman cleaned both herself and the kitchen floor up before attending to the small pot of now burned milk. She just knew that if she left it until the morning, it would bug her and she might not fall asleep. Once that was dealt with and she finally crawled back into her own bed, Margot drifted off rather quickly. This time her dreams were less chaotic and perhaps even more sensual, though they still heavily featured Jasper, however they were scenes that should have involved a romantic parter and not her younger brother. When she awoke the next morning, it was later than she suspected, mostly because it was Saturday and she was not scheduled to work, so had not set an alarm. When she went downstairs, there was no sign of Jasper either, aside from a small Post-it note he had scrawled something on and stuck to the fridge. It looked as though he would be spending the day at the track with his new partners as they went over some finer details and proposals Jasper had for them. There was no telling how long or how late he would be, so Margot decided to just do her own thing. It had been a while since she had taken a personal day, which she decided there was no time like the present. It had been so long since she last did anything just for herself without needing to be productive, so understandably it felt weird just sitting around and binge-watching series while nibbling on little snacks. Even just taking a long and luxurious bath felt strange, vastly different from the utilitarian and efficient showers she took during the week. Before she knew it, they day had turned into dusk and then shortly after night, and it was time for bed once more. This time however, Margot decided to try have an early night, she didn’t want to risk another random encounter with Jasper in the kitchen again. After all, once was an accident, twice was a coincidence, but three times was a pattern and she didn’t want to start forming a pattern of letting her brother fuck her, no matter how good it was. Scratch that, not just good, it was great, easily the best sex of her life, which just made it that much worse. Margot had briefly thought about putting on more layers before going to bed as well, just in case, but then she reasoned that she should be safe in her own room. Even if her own room still belonged to her brother, surely, he wouldn’t wander in here and try any funny business. Once again wearing nothing but her tee shirt and panties to bed, perhaps a good thing as it was rather warm out, Margot sprawled out on her bed and soon fell fast asleep with a pillow cuddled to her chest. At some point her dreams began to shift and change, going from mundane interactions with her ex, to suddenly lewd scenarios of him kneeling behind her and burying his muzzle under her tail. He had never shown interest in such things during their marriage, so it was strange to have him do this to her now. Margot huffed and panted as his tongue swirled and licked at her tail hole almost greedily, it felt oddly good. He kept it up for a good few minutes too, until she was actively pressing back against his tongue and groaning softly. Suddenly he stopped and began to move, so did something outside of her dream too. The sudden weight shifting in her bed as it crawled over her body woke Margot from her dreams, it was then she became aware of something warm and firm pressing down against her. When she tried to reach back and push it off, she found her hands were clasped and pinned in a pair of strong, rough and calloused hands she recognized. “Oh shit…” she groaned, realizing what was happening. Apparently, Jasper had been sleepwalking again, unfortunately for her, he had done what she thought he wouldn’t and come into her room. This time, he was laying atop her and pinning her down. That must have been his tongue she felt under her tail in her dream and not her ex-husbands, when he spoke a moment later, that all but confirmed it. “Come on Lydia, give me that tight little ass again” Jasper mumbled half-awake against her ear, while his hips lewdly ground against her bare behind. Lydia? As in her best friend Lydia, the one that swore she would never do anything with her best friend’s little brother, Lydia? Margot growled at the thought, apparently her friend had done stuff with Jasper, butt stuff, and now he wanted more. Unfortunately for Margot however, she was Lydia’s stand-in while her brother was lost in his dream world. With her hands pinned up above her head, she had no way to stop the inevitable as Jasper lewdly ground his growing stiffness between her buttocks. Soon his thick, throbbing red length was fully exposed and rubbing back and forth in the cleft of her behind, which she tried valiantly to try avoid what he clearly had planned. But it was of no use, try as she might, Jasper wouldn’t be deterred and soon he managed to find the right angle and pierce the shallows of his sister’s posterior with the tapered tip of his cock. “Fuck!” Margot hissed as her younger brother began to claim her behind, it was almost enough for her to risk waking him up, despite their mother’s warning. But if the shock of being woken up like that didn’t kill him, seeing what he was doing to his sister just might. So, she just grit her teeth and tried to endure it. Thankfully even in his sleep state Jasper was gentle, he didn’t immediately sink his entire length up her back passage. Instead, he just slowly inched his way deeper with slow, undulating waves of his hips, gradually working her open enough to accept his cock. As much as she hated to admit it, but with the slow pace and gentleness her brother used on her, she actually started to almost enjoy it. At least until she felt something press between her buttocks and spread them a little, which she realized was obviously his knot. “Oh damn…he’s all the way in…how did he fit all the way in?” she groaned softly to herself. Then again, considering how obscenely full she felt right then, it actually wasn’t that surprising. “Yeah, you like it up the butt, dirty bitch” Jasper growled playfully into her ear, obviously still thinking he was speaking to Lydia. For some reason that almost made Margot giggle, the thought of her prim and proper friend not only letting her brother fuck her up the ass but actually enjoying it, that was just so out of character for the feline. Then again, the way Jasper was slowly stirring his length in and out of her, filling her with strange and almost overwhelming sensations she couldn’t quite describe, perhaps she could understand why Lydia enjoyed this with him. Even her cheeks were starting to burn with shame as she fought the desire to groan and pant as her younger brother slowly and steadily fucked her ass for the first time, claiming her last virginity. Even the way he was holding both her wrists pinned in place with only one of his strong hands was oddly exciting, she’d always wondered what it would be like to be restrained while someone fucked her, now she was getting to experience it first hand. “No…oh no…s…slow down…please, slow down…” Margot whined suddenly, when Jasper started to pick up the pace. The sensations started to get far more intense, with shorter periods between them as his pace quickened too. Soon his knot was knocking against her already stretched pucker, while his heavy, soft furred balls tapped against the back of her shamefully soaked pussy from above. A stirring of something was growing within her, just behind her belly button and slowly moving lower as it grew in heat and intensity, until finally, the brown and tan bitch came hard. It was unlike any other climax she’d endured before, somehow it was more intense, making her entire body almost seize up and shudder, before a brief blackness claimed her as she passed out from the sheer overload of unwanted pleasure. When she awoke an untold time later, there was a strange stillness in the room, as well as an odd fullness in her gut. When she wiggled her hips, she felt something firmly lodged under her tail, it didn’t take long to figure out that Jasper had somehow managed to get his knot in her tail hole while she was mid-climax. “Dammit, Jasper…” Margot growled softly as she sighed and shook her head in annoyance. “I’m…uh…sorry…but, what’s going on here?” Jasper asked as he stared down at where his cock was currently tied beneath his older sister’s raised stub of a tail. “You’re awake?” Margot asked in surprise, while she tried to roll onto her side and look back at him in shock. “Y…yeah…uhm, I hate to ask the obvious question, but…are we tied?” he awkwardly asked as he gave a testing little tug of his hips as if to confirm he was indeed tied with her. “Ouch! Don’t fucking do that, asshole…” Margot hissed and reached back to swat at him, once she noticed her hands were finally free. “Yes, you’ve been sleep-walking and fucking me in the process” she replied honestly, figuring it was best not to sugarcoat things, especially as there was no real point to even try hide it, considering the position they were in. “Wait…fucking you…so this isn’t the first time?” Jasper balked at the insinuation, almost afraid to ask, but he had to know. “How…how many times?” he asked cautiously, his clipped ears drooping a little as he stared down at Margot. “This is only the third time, if you must know…” Margot replied with a frown while staring up at him. “Oh fuck, I’m so sorry…you must hate me now?” he said, sounding on the verge of breaking down and crying. “I’m a monster…” Jasper growled softly at himself. “Wait, no…it’s not like that, honest!” Margot quickly said as she reached out to gently brush her fingers against her brother’s snout. “You were sleepwalking, you weren’t in control and besides, it helped you get some much-needed rest” she offered reassuringly. “Here I was thinking it was those stupid expensive sleeping pills” he grumbled and looked off to the side in embarrassment. “Nope, apparently expensive sleeping pills are nothing compared to your big sisters’ holes” Margot joked, trying to lighten the mood. Despite himself, Jasper cracked a smile, but it was clear he was trying not to look at her right then. “Margs, I’m really sorry…I don’t know how I could ever make this up to you. I hope you can one day forgive me for…this” Jasper said after a moments silence, his voice soft and trembling. “Hey, silly…there’s nothing to forgive” she smiled and poked a finger against his nose playfully. “You’re helping me out in my hour of need, I was just adding onto your already massive pile of stress, so technically it’s partially my fault as well. But as weird as it is, I know it’s helped you destress a little, so…it’s not all that bad. Truth be told, it was kinda…nice” Margot eventually admitted with a blush. “Wait, what do you mean it was kinda nice?” Jasper asked in disbelief. “Well, truth be told…it’s been over a year since I’ve been physical with anyone and I am in my sexual prime now, so…a girl has needs too” she replied with a shrug of her shoulders. “Granted, my needs didn’t include getting my butt stuffed, but even that wasn’t actually all that bad, all things considered.” “Sorry about that…not sure what came over me” he replied with a blush of his own and an apologetic smile. “I do…Lydia, huh?” Margot said with an accusing stare at her brother. “Wait, how did you know about Lydia and I?” Jasper asked in surprise. “Because you can in here looking for her butt to stuff while you were sleepwalking, but found mine instead” she answered. “But don’t change the subject, you two swore you never did anything together, but it seems like you’ve done a bunch” Margot said rather accusingly. “Sorta, I…helped fix her car once and that was how she decided to repay me is all” he laughed. “I see, so it wasn’t like you had a relationship or anything?” the brown and tan Doberman asked. “No, nothing like that. Just a bit of no strings attached fun as a thank you” Jasper affirmed. “Okay, I guess I can get on board with that…speaking of which…” Margot paused as something occurred to her. “Speaking of what?” he asked, his head tilting to the side as he stared down at his sister. “No strings attached payback, I know I owe you a lot and I doubt I could ever pay you back financially…” she began, her blush growing brighter. “If this helps you, maybe it’s what I can offer and do to earn my share around here?” Margot mumbled the last few words as she turned to look away, finding it hard to meet her brothers gaze suddenly. “Wait…you’re offering to sleep with me as compensation for you staying here, is that what you’re getting at?” Jasper clarified. “Yeah…” she answered meekly. “Margs, you know I would never charge you for staying here, you’re my sister and…” he began to say again, just like he did the first night she had arrived. “And I feel guilty for taking advantage of your generosity. Plus…if it makes you feel any better about my offer, it’s…also sort of a selfish offer for me too” she began to admit. “I can’t lie, I haven’t exactly hated our three encounters, even this one…I have never actually climaxed this much during all my years of marriage if I’m being honest.” “Oh, Margs…” Jasper said softly as he leaned down to gently nuzzle against his sister’s shoulder apologetically. “Well, if it will help you half as much as it’s helped me, I guess we can give it a go. Just…it’s going to be awkward doing it while I’m awake and conscious though…” he pointed out. “I know, but when or if you’re ready to give it a try, we can” she finally turned to smile back up at her brother. “Until then though, try not move too much…my poor butt” she hissed and reached back to gently rub at her aching tail hole. “I’ll go grab you an ice pack or bag of frozen peas, when I get free” he offered with an apologetic laugh. His arms slipped beneath Margot as he gently cuddled against her side in their awkward position, his nose bumping against hers. “Thanks for being so cool about all this, sis.” “Anytime, Jay” she replied and gave his nose a little kiss.