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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. ********************************************************************************** “A girl has needs, Derek” Stephanie moaned, just like she had been for the last week. Derek had been listening to his younger sister bitch and complain about her breakup with “the only decent guy in a hundred-mile radius” non-stop and frankly he was getting sick and tired of it. Derek was a loner, he didn’t care much for relationships, he loved his job even with the back breaking work and long hours. What he didn’t like was the fact he had been lumped with his sister while their folks moved states and because she wasn’t even halfway through with her sponsored learnership, she couldn’t go with them. There was almost a decade between them, which firmly put Stephanie in the annoying kid sister realm. She had just turned nineteen and had gotten a sponsorship through the same logging company as her older brother, which paid her while she studied and worked for them. If she bailed at any point, she would have to pay back all the money they had spent on her, which meant that her folks were on the line for that money if she did. Being that they were both retiring and finally moving to warmer climates, they really couldn’t afford for Stephanie to pull her usual stunt and skip town. So, they did what they thought was best and stuck her in with her older brother. They knew Derek was the responsible one, he would keep her on the straight and narrow. Even though they had never really been close growing up, he did still feel some sort of responsibility for her, simply because she was his younger sister…his younger and very annoying sister. “Fine, next time I’m in town I’ll buy you a dildo and a jackhammer” Derek grumbled as he took a slow sip of his beer and stared at the roaring fire in the fireplace. It was getting rather cold out, so the fire was the best thing to heat the place. The power had gone out thanks to a storm earlier in the day, but it would take the linemen a long time to find where the lines had gone down, which meant there wasn’t even a tv or radio to distract Stephanie from ruminating about her failed relationship. Admittedly, Kirk had been one of the few guys around her age in the area and with such a small population to begin with, Derek supposed he could sort of understand his sister’s frustration. There weren’t that many guys to begin with, unless she wanted to date someone old enough to be her father, or grandfather he supposed when he thought about the average age range of guys currently working in the area. “Ha ha, very funny…and you know it’s not the same, jerk” Stephanie pouted as she crossed her arms beneath her bust. Derek sighed as he looked at her, he could see she was shivering from the cold, but for some reason she insisted on wearing minimal clothing and what she did have on didn’t cover much. He knew it was almost time for them to go to bed, but she was already wearing nothing but her low-cut blue tank top and a pair of her pink panties which she usually slept in. He could see a lot of the younger Bernese Mountain Dog’s fur thanks to her lack of suitable clothing, a mixture of pristine white along her chest and belly, running right up across her muzzle and between her eyes in a narrow blaze. The black of her fur looked even more soft and silky, but mostly her tan fur looked so rich and deep in colour too. Compared to his sister, Derek looked like an old, faded photograph, he didn’t look after his fur and so his colouring was vastly more muted and duller. But he worked outdoors under the sun all day, he supposed he was somewhat sun-bleached as well. “Stop staring at my tits, you’re my brother and it’s weird” Stephanie said with a slight glare at him when she saw him staring. Though she made no move to cover herself either, she just liked making Derek squirm. “What tits, you’re flatter than a frozen lake” Derek scoffed as he took another sip of his beer. “Kirk didn’t think so, he used to love fucking my tits” she replied, while pressing her hands against the sides of her chest and pushing her breasts together with a little jiggle. “Jeezus Christ, Steph…stop that” Derek growled this time as he turned to look the opposite direction. “What, don’t like hearing how your little sister likes to get railed?” she grinned and turned even more to face her older brother, now with added jiggling and bouncing of her tits at him. “Fuck no” the older Bernese Mountain Dog grumbled and did his best to ignore her. “Oh, so the thought of Kirk bending me over your kitchen counter and fucking me so damned hard until I called him Daddy doesn’t bother you?” Stephanie grinned and crawled over to lean against her brother’s shoulder and tease softly. “You better fucking not have!” Derek turned to glare at the younger mutt. “Oh, we did…a few times. Practically fucked on or against every surface in here” Stephanie continued to tease, loving the reaction she was getting from the obviously skeeved out older dog. “God, now I really miss Kirk. Not much for talking, but damn he could fuck, left me walking funny more than a few times” she sighed wistfully, again slipping back into that earlier mood. “Uh huh, so that’s the real reason you miss him?” Derek grit his teeth as he stared hard at her. “Well duh, like I just said…a girl has needs” she sighed in exasperation. “So, if you got your needs met, would you finally shut the fuck up about Kirk and all this other bullshit?” Derek grumbled with annoyance. “Well duh, then I wouldn’t have anything to complain about, would I?” Stephanie snarked back with no small measure of sarcasm. “But it’s not like there are any other suitable prospects around that could do that for me, now are there?” she huffed and slumped back onto her side of the sofa, with her cheek resting on her hand. “Fuck sakes, I can’t believe what I’m going to say, but…if it will put an end to all this fucking bitching and complaining, I’ll do it my own damned self” Derek finally said, placing his almost empty beer bottle down on the coffee table before them. “Ha, good one, you fucking weirdo” Stephanie laughed at her brother’s joke, but when she turned to look at him, she saw the serious expression he was wearing. “Wait, what the fuck dude…you can’t be serious?” “Deadly” Derek replied with no hint of humour or irony. “I work hard every damned day; all I want is a little peace and quiet when I get home. But lately, all I hear is your constant bitching and moaning about some pencil dicked dork that couldn’t fuck his way out of a wet paper bag…” he growled low and hard, perhaps sounding more menacing than he intended. “Kirk wasn’t a pencil dick…” Stephanie tried to argue. “Oh yes he was, seen it while we were out working in the forest the other day” Derek scoffed with a somewhat smug grin. “Wait, are you saying that…” Stephanie couldn’t help it, her gaze dropped to her brother’s crotch subconsciously. She had never really looked at him that way before, but if what he was saying was true…fuck, he was sporting quite a bulge. She hadn’t noticed it before, hell, she hadn’t really noticed he was actually kind of ruggedly handsome either, come to think of it. “What do you think?” Derek asked, though the way he said it was a bit open ended. Was he asking if she thought he was joking about how big his dick was, or was he asking what she thought about his offer? She loved her brother, sure, but only because he was her brother to begin with. It wasn’t like they were close or anything, hell, even now, he felt more like a roommate than her sibling. The more she thought about it, it only felt weird because logically she knew he was her brother, not because she felt like he was. Besides, theirs was the only cabin along this road currently, so it wasn’t like there was anyone else around that might catch them doing something inappropriate…if they ever actually did. That was half the reason she and Kirk had fucked like rabbits in his place to begin with, it was nice and secluded, so she could be as loud as she wanted to be. “You’re serious, aren’t you…” Stephanie sighed and finally looked up to meet Derek’s unwavering gaze. “Yeah, if it’ll shut you up at least, I’ll make sure you forget all about Kirk” he stated flatly. It wasn’t a boast, he meant it. As far as she was aware, she hadn’t ever seen her brother with a woman before, or a guy, frankly she actually didn’t even know what he preferred come to think of it. But she had heard a few of the older women talk about him before, she knew that if he wanted to, he could have his pick of any of the women around, even some of the married ones apparently. Fuck, could she really go through with this? She would be lying if she said she wasn’t at least a little curious now. Besides, she was still coming down from her latest heat cycle, so she was as safe as she could get, but her body still had that annoying tingle that made her feel all fidgety and squirmy. She knew her fingers weren’t enough and now without Kirk around, she didn’t actually have a lot of other choices. She wasn’t really attracted to anyone else around, they were either too old, too ugly, or a combination of both. Kirk frankly was just the most handsome of the lot but stacked up against the rest of the other men around, that was a rather easy bar to beat. He would be at most a four in a regular city…on a good day. Stephanie knew she was batting well below her average on that one, but she didn’t have much of a choice and at least what Kirk had lacked in looks and personality, he had made up for in enthusiasm. “Ugh, fine…but don’t make it weird. No kissing and no cuddling either, this is purely sex, okay?” she finally agreed after mulling it over for a good long while. “Well duh” Derek replied in a clearly mocking imitation of her. “You’re my kid sister, I’m not looking to date you, sure as fuck not looking to marry you. This is purely just to get you to shut the hell up.” “Dick” Stephanie grumbled and pouted a little at his callous response. “Yeah, but it’s the only dick you have available right now” he replied with a shrug of his shoulders. “Holy fuck, that was almost a joke” she smirked at her brother. “What was?” Derek asked with a frown. “Never mind…well, shall we?” Stephanie groaned inwardly and decided to change the subject with a nod of her head back towards his bedroom. “Some ground rules first” Derek said as he reached out to grab her hand and stop her. “This is my house, so you do what I say. I don’t want you backtalking me every other second, if you do, I will punish you” he said it so matter of factly that it sent a shiver of something exciting down her spine. “Yes, Daddy” she replied without really thinking. “None of that either” Derek grumbled as he pointed a finger at her almost accusingly. “You’re no fun” his sister sighed dramatically. “Oh, I’m loads of fun, if you do what I say” he responded simply. “Okay fine, I’ll be your little fucktoy…can we get this started already, before I lose my nerve” Stephanie huffed and pouted, again folding her arms beneath her bust. “Strip” Derek said without warning, but the look in his eyes was unwavering as he stared at her expectantly. She didn’t know why, but his tone and the way he was looking at her did something to her, she felt a strange tingle between her thighs. She hadn’t felt this tingle before, or maybe she had, but when she was too young to understand what it had been back then. Her favourite teacher back in junior high school had once reprimanded her and used a similar tone, he had also practically glared at a much younger Stephanie back then who had a rush of confusing emotions she didn’t understand or know how to process. But right now, with her older brother using that same tone and stare, she knew what it was. Fuck, she liked being told what to do, she could practically feel the crotch of her panties starting to get damp the more Derek stared at her so expectantly. Even her nipples suddenly felt more stiff and perky than ever before, she swore if she brushed her tits up against a window she might actually leave scratches behind on the glass. With a deep, scarlet blush on her cheeks, Stephanie did as her older brother ordered. Her blue tank top was lifted up and off, thanks to her lack of a bra, she immediately revealed her modest white furred bust capped with small pink nipples. Derek just stared at her impassively, like he wasn’t impressed by what he saw, or even that interested really. That just made her even more eager to please him for some reason, she wanted and needed his approval, both as his little sister, but also as his soon to be lover. Goddamit, he barely even raised an eyebrow when she slipped her visibly damp underwear down and off to reveal her soft pink slit to him too. “Spread your thighs and sit on your hands, try not to move” Derek grumbled next, which confused her somewhat. Stephanie again did as she was told, she slipped her hands under her butt while spreading her thighs for her older brother somewhat awkwardly. The reason became rather obvious almost immediately when Derek shifted closer and reached out with one of his big hands. He didn’t even hesitate before he touched her, no foreplay, no teasing, he just sunk two thick fingers straight up her cunt and began rubbing at her clit with his thumb. “Hmmph!” She groaned out loud as her brother’s fingers sunk into her with shameful ease. Holy fuck, he was actually doing it, he was touching her. Not only that, but fucking hell his fingers were so thick and long, she hadn’t really noticed it until now. Which made sense, he worked in the lumber industry, so it was actually no surprise that he had such big, strong hands. The fucker was practically lifting her butt off the sofa every time he curled his fingers up inside her and rubbed against the…oh…OH! Stephanie had to screw her eyes shut tight when she felt it, he was now firmly and actually rather roughly rubbing at her G-spot while he toyed with her clit. When the fuck did he even learn to do that? “Don’t hold back, cum if you need to” the bastard said it so calmly, like he was just checking her temperature of something. He wasn’t showing any emotion as he watched his own thick fingers work inside his younger sister’s pussy as if he were watching a sunset. No, he actually showed some interest when he watched the sun set, he may as well have been watching paint dry while he brought her to such a quick and intense climax. Stephanie didn’t know if she was even allowed to make any noise or clamp her thighs shut around his hand, so she tried not to do either of those things. She couldn’t stop herself from panting and huffing deeply though, her chest rising and falling with deep breaths as her eyes rolled into the back of her head while she arched off the sofa and ground herself against Derek’s fingers still pumping and curling between her thighs. Her entire form trembled and shook as she came for him, her body temperature rising enough to almost make her perspire in the pervasive cold trying to take over the room, despite the crackling fire in the fireplace’s best efforts. “There…satisfied?” Derek asked as he withdrew his fingers from her with a soft, wet noise and summarily wiped them off on his pants. Admittedly she did feel a little insulted by that last bit, but she didn’t quite know why. Kirk had at least sucked his fingers clean after sticking them in her, but Derek didn’t seem quite so inclined. “Wha…what?” Stephanie asked in confusion, her mind a cloud of hormones and lewd thoughts, which now found logical thinking almost impossible. Mostly it was the thought that if he was this good with just his fingers, but also how thick those fucking digits were, what would it be like actually taking ‘him’. “N…no…not even close” she replied with a sly grin up at a suddenly disappointed and somewhat annoyed looking Derek. “Fine, then get on your hands and knees for me” he sighed almost boredly. He didn’t wait for her to start moving before he stood up and began removing his clothing, dutifully folding and neatly stacking each article of clothing on the coffee table beside his mostly empty beer bottle. Soon he was just as nude as she was, but she couldn’t help but notice that at least one part of him was apparently enjoying all this strangeness. Goddamn he wasn’t kidding about Kirk being a pencil dick. Okay, Kirk wasn’t actually a pencil dick, but in comparison to the thick fucking rod Derek was sporting, anything would look like a pencil. Stephanie was actually starting to get a little nervous now, what had she gotten herself into? She knew that if she reached out and tried to grasp it, her fingers wouldn’t be able to wrap all the way around it even. “Well? Are we going to do this or not?” Derek snorted in annoyance when he spotted her still just sitting there and staring at him. “Oh, right…right, sorry” she stammered nervously and awkwardly moved about to get on her hands and knees on the sofa. God, it felt so strange presenting herself to him like this, especially when he almost roughly lifted her tail out the way before grabbing and tugging one of her buttocks aside to reveal her completely. She hadn’t even felt this embarrassed when she had lost her virginity her first time having sex, but for some reason, Derek exposing her like this made her cheeks feel like they were about to ignite into flames they were blushing so brightly. “Hold still, you can make noise if you want, in fact…might be best if you do, so I know to stop” he grumbled as she felt the couch groan and strain under his weight when he moved to kneel behind her. There it was, the heat of his cock touching her were no brother had any right to ever touch his sister. He was nudging the thick tapered tip of his length between her folds as he tried to find her opening, when he felt it kiss at his tip, he just tugged her back onto his dick by his grasp at the base of her tail without any warning or preamble. “Hnghfuck!” she yelped out on instinct as she felt her brothers fat cock force her opening to stretch wider than it had ever been stretched before. If it wasn’t for the pulsing heat she felt inside her now, she would have sworn he’d just shoved his empty beer bottle into her and not his dick. At least he stopped as soon as she had made that sound though, letting her adjust to him before he began moving again. Thank fuck she wasn’t a virgin and perhaps a bit more experienced than some women her age, otherwise she never would have managed this. “See, pencil dick” Derek sighed and rolled his eyes while he waited for his sister to adjust. While he waited, he leaned over and grabbed his beer bottle to finish off the last sip or two, letting it rest against the small of Stephanies back like some makeshift table. “What the fuck, dude?” she grumbled between groans when she felt the cold bottle resting on her back. “I’m not a piece of fucking furniture…get that cold bottle off of me…whatthefuck!” she yelped when Derek sighed and suddenly wedged the neck of the now empty bottle under her tail. “Told you…I don’t want any backtalk, otherwise you’ll get punished…now, are you going to keep talking, or should I push the bottle in deeper?” he asked, as if he were discussing monthly bills with her. When she didn’t answer straight away, he did indeed push it just a little deeper. “Okay, okay…sorry, I won’t backtalk you” Stephanie replied meekly, her cheeks blushing bright enough to stop traffic now. Fuck, she didn’t do butt stuff, but having that bottle under her tail while her brother was stretching her cunt out? Why the hell did that have to feel so fucking good? “Good girl” Derek rumbled as he started to move his hips a little, pushing more of his thick cock into his sister’s quivering depths below. She was surprisingly snug, but then again, most women were for him. But she was clenching rather erratically around him when he pushed in deeper, she even tried to say something to him but then stopped suddenly. “Oh, sorry…forgot about this” he apologized as he gripped the bottle and gently pulled it free of her behind with an almost comical little “pop” sound. He had left the bottle in her, resting against his tummy when he started moving, forgetting that it would be pushing in and out of her ass with every movement he made. “Goddamit Derek!” she shouted internally in her mind at him. That fucking bottle under her tail and being called a good girl were both new to her, but equally as devastating. She was on the verge of cumming already when he suddenly pulled the bottle out of her ass, which made her pop like a cork. Thankfully she had her face buried into a cushion when she did, which muffled most of her lewd groaning and whining, but there was no way to stop the way she was clenching and gripping down around his cock with her pussy. Not that he seemed to notice or even care, Derek was just steadily working himself inexorably in and out of her. “Was that enough finally, or should I keep going?” he suddenly asked, apparently, he had noticed she came again it seemed. She didn’t know why he had even asked though, he was still fucking her, and he obviously hadn’t cum himself yet. “Not even close, do your worst…” she muttered without thinking. “Oh shit” Stephanie whimpered internally when she heard the annoyed sigh come from Derek above and behind her. Suddenly he had both her arms behind her back, her slender wrists gripped in one of his large hands as he leaned over her, his other hand at the back of her head while he pinned her in place. Then he began fucking her, really fucking her, making what he had been doing look like gentle foreplay by comparison. Every slam of his hips made her entire body shake with the force as he stuffed every inch of his fat prick deep inside her relentlessly. There was no way she could keep quiet now, he had a grip in her hair and had turned her face to the side so he could watch her expression as he fucking broke her. This definitely was not gentle or loving, this was nothing but pure sex and she was on the receiving end of it. Each clap of her brother’s hips against her pert behind sounded like a gunshot in the otherwise silent room, each one denoting how much further down she was beginning to fall into their depraved new relationship. Stephanie couldn’t do anything but lay there and take it, letting her older brother demolish her poor little pussy with his cunt wrecker. While his pace wasn’t breakneck, it was decently fast that she was barely ever left without cock in her. Fucking hell, she could hear how damned wet she was getting from this abuse, she had never been fucked like this before. She never would have guessed her brother would be the one to fuck her like this either, there was no love here, this was just pure and unadulterated sex, just what he had promised her. Stephanie barely even recognized her own voice when she began crying out “Oh Jeezus!” over and over again as Derek just fucked her right through a series of ever more intense climaxes. Even the cushion her head was resting atop of began to get damp with how she was beginning to drool like some mindless slut, lost in the pure pleasure of it all. When she awoke the next morning, she was in her own bed and still naked. At first, she thought it had all be some sort of strange dream, but the moment she tried to move, her pussy throbbed uncomfortably and let her know that it wasn’t. Stephanie wrapped her duvet around herself and awkwardly stumbled into the lounge, just as a flash of lightning silhouetted Derek standing in front of the window. Their cabin shook a few seconds later when the corresponding soundwave reached them, indicating the storm wasn’t that far away. “Fucking storm is back” he grumbled as he glared out at the dark sky, as if it were personally sent to piss him off specifically. “So…not going in to work then?” Stephanie asked with a slight grin. She couldn’t help it, despite her brother’s best efforts the previous night, she had still woken up feeling a little pent up again, as if her heat were somehow trying to make a resurgence. “Not unless I want to get zapped by Thor’s lightning, no…power still isn’t on either” he grumbled and reached back to scratch at the side of his neck in agitation. Clearly, he had planned on working today and was not liking the sudden change of plans too much. “Well, if you don’t have anything better to do…” she said subtly as she walked over and stood beside him to also look out the window. “What’re you on about?” Derek asked in annoyance as he glowered down at her. “Wow, going to make me come right out and say it?” she asked with an inviting smile, as well as a not-so-subtle opening of her duvet to show off her still naked self. “Really?” he sighed and stared down at his apparently naked sister. “Fine, but you’re sucking my dick first this time, I’m not going to do all the work myself” he grumbled and turned to head back over to the fireplace and add a couple more logs to it before taking his seat on the sofa. “Okay then” Stephanie replied with uncertainty. For some reason the thought of sucking her brother’s dick wasn’t as appealing as being fucked by him was, which was an odd thought to have all on its own. At least this time he wasn’t fully dressed in his work clothes, so his boxers would make it easier. Derek sat on the sofa with an arm outstretched along the backrest, which let Stephanie lay down beneath her duvet beside him. She had sucked dick before and was rather good at it, at least as far as she knew. She hadn’t had any complaints about her oral skills at least, but that was with normal sized dicks. When it came down to Derek’s though, she didn’t know how she would do. Even when she tugged his boxers down to expose his sheath, it still looked so damned imposing. Her hands looked so small as she wrapped her fingers around it and began to tug and stroke at her brother’s crotch, which thankfully responded just like any other red-blooded males would. It didn’t take long before he was sporting a healthy bit of lipstick for her to lean down and begin kissing and licking at. It might have been less awkward if he wasn’t just sitting there so passively with her face in his lap, she could feel his eyes on her as she began to suck and swallow more of his fat prick into her maw. When she reached a hand down between his thighs, after he finally took the initiative to kick his boxers the remainder of the way off, she was met with a decently sized set of balls. Briefly she wondered if he had cum last night, she didn’t recall him doing so before she blacked out at least. She didn’t feel anything in herself either come to think of it, so he obviously didn’t finish inside her if he had. “Did you finish last night?” she pulled her lips from his dick with a lewd slurp to turn and look up at him and ask curiously. While she waited for his answer, her hand continued to stroke and caress his throbbing length. “No, you passed out before I could” he grumbled, seeming even more annoyed than before. “So…you could’ve kept going until you did” Stephanie said in confusion. It wasn’t like she would have minded, she’d had other partners in the past that had kept going and hadn’t minded then either. “Not my style, once you were passed out like that, I lost the mood” he replied with a shrug of his shoulders. “Huh, interesting” she replied. It felt strange knowing that he was okay fucking her, but only so long as she was awake and conscious. It was oddly endearing in a way, but it also made her feel a bit guilty too. He had kept his end of the bargain and fucked her good enough that she hadn’t even thought of Kirk once that morning, but she had pretty much blue-balled him in return. That just made her want to please him even more, though that would probably require more than just her mouth as she was currently battling to swallow even half his prick at the moment. But at least he seemed to be enjoying what she was managing, she could feel him pulse and twitch between her lips every so often, accompanied by a little spurt of his pre against the back of her tongue for good measure. “Ride me” he ordered next, after letting her struggle to swallow as much of him as she could for a few minutes more. Stephanie was thankful for the reprieve and made no attempt to argue or delay as she pulled her maw from her brother’s dick. She didn’t know which way he wanted her to face, but by the time she thought to ask, she was already straddling his lap and staring him in the eye, while his fat prick throbbed between her thighs and right up against her slit without entering her just yet. Stephanie stared deeply into her brother’s bright green eyes as she lifted herself up a little, just enough to guide his prick back a little and between her folds in order to line him up with herself properly. As soon as she felt his tip nudge against her opening, her pussy throbbed and ached again, as if reminding her it hadn’t quite recovered yet. But she ignored its complaints to the contrary and began to sink her reluctant cunt back down onto the thickest dick she had ever encountered. Fuck it hurt, but in a good and lewd way, she hadn’t fully recovered from the rough fucking the previous night and already she was back on that same dick. Hair of the dog…no, scratch that, dick of the dog in this instance. The way Derek was staring at her passively was driving her wild as well, she couldn’t read his expression, but she still felt she needed his validation somehow. He watched as she began to lift and lower herself in his lap, slowly riding her brother’s dick while her pussy did its best to let her know how unhappy it was at being abused again so soon. “Going to make you cum your brains out again, this time you better stay the fuck awake so I can finish” Derek growled softly as his hands reached down and palmed at her. One hand reached behind to grasp at her tail as he began to guide her pace of bouncing on his prick, while the other reached between her thighs and started rubbing at her clit. He said it so matter of factly again, like it was a forgone conclusion. Coming from any other guy, Stephanie would have taken it as just simple bravado and ego, but after last night, she knew it was both a threat and a promise coming from her brother. “D…Derek!” Stephanie almost squealed as she fought back her first climax of the morning. She couldn’t stop her hips from gyrating and squirming as she was impaled on his thick prick over and over again, now unable to control the tempo as he controlled both with his grip on her tail. God, why did he have to look at her like that, especially while doing this to her? She couldn’t hold back any longer, with a whimpering groan, Stephanie climaxed hard again and collapsed against Derek’s chest. He didn’t even slow down, let alone stop making her bounce on his prick either, he just kept her hips moving, until she came again, then again. Jeezus, what was it going to take to make him cum? By the time he did finally finish, she probably wouldn’t even be able to feel her legs at this rate. Without a word of warning, or really any speaking at all, Stephanie felt herself wrapped up in Derek’s strong arms as he held her against his chest. He was carrying her like she weighed nothing, right over toward an empty spot on the wall right beside the big window he had been staring out of earlier. Derek pinned his sister against the wall and stared deep into her eyes as his hips began to almost jackhammer between her thighs now wrapped about his waist. As they fucked wordlessly, lightning flashed outside again, as if Thor himself were cheering them on. Again, she couldn’t read her brother’s expression, he just stared back at her with an almost blank expression. Meanwhile, her face was a mask of everything she was feeling, shame, arousal, a touch of disgust, but mostly pleasure. She couldn’t help it, he was bucking into her hard enough to make the walls shake, he even managed to knock a picture frame from the wall and just as the glass shattered on the floor, Stephanie finally felt Derek climax. His face tucked into the crook of her neck as he growled, a deep rumbling sound that at first she thought was the distant thunder, but then she felt it reverberating from her shoulder and down into her chest. Derek’s hips ground up roughly against her from below, as if he were trying to tie her, but his knot was just too big and thankfully for that too. Despite everything they had already done, being tied by her older brother seemed like a line they shouldn’t cross. Stephanie clung to Derek and panted heavily, laughing softly at nothing at all, except perhaps the absurdity of their situation. “Are you satisfied yet?” Derek asked with mumbled words and a pant against her shoulder, while still holding her impaled on his twitching and spurting prick inside her, up against the wall while the storm raged outside. “If I say yes, will you still fuck me again later?” Stephanie asked in that typical teasing tone only sisters can manage. Derek leaned back and smirked at her upon hearing that. “Holy fuck…did you just smile?”