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She felt it, oh how she felt it. That last hard thrust, and then it came. He came, he came like he had never cum before, and he moaned loudly. She joined in his moans, soon turning into passionate screams as her pussy clenched down and milked him for every drop he had, whining loudly and trashing about as she could feel his hot cum filling her. He growled loudly, his teeth biting down into her skin, his paws raking her back and ass, that perfect ass, the mere thought of it making him cum even harder, shooting string after string of his cum deep into his sister awaiting pussy.

And then it was over. They both collapsed on the ground, panting hard, his cock still tied to her tightly. "I guess we'll be here for a while Sam." He smiled. "I guess so my love," she answered, snuggling against him, "I don't mind."

Soon, they dozed back to sleep, enjoying the aftershock of their passionate love making, and the warm summer air.

Jake stirred in his sleep, then again, slowly opening his eyes as he found himself bathed in the warm morning sun. His paws wrapped around his still sleeping sister, both of them naked, and her body pressed tightly against his. Her back against his chest, her ass, that perfect ass, pressed tightly against his crotch. He took a deep sniff, and her scent soon hit his snout, oh that perfect scent, mixing with the scents of the forest: trees, grass and those that stir something deep inside, the scents of what was one pray for the twins. The scents fill him, stir something deep within and he soon finds the tip of his cock poking out of its protective sheath. He softly whimpers a bit, his hips moving by themselves, brushing his cock against his sister's naked rump and pussy, small gushes of precum collecting at the tip, lubricating his length as it slides out of the sheath completely.

Samantha stirred a bit, her dreams had taken a very different turn suddenly, full of visions of her brother, naked, his cock erect, and pounding away at her pussy, his scents filling her nose. She stirred again, and woke suddenly as her movement made her pussy grace over her brother's very hard cock, sending a jolt through her body and making her moan loudly.

Without words, they both knew what was going to happen. Jake positioned himself behind his sister, his cock fully erect by now, pointing directly at her wet an waiting pussy. Samantha moved her rump slightly, for easier access, and suddenly, in one motion, perfectly coordinated, he thrust up, and she down. His cock and her pussy meeting in perfect harmony, his meat slowly sliding deep into her folds, eliciting a deep moan from both.

It wasn't until then that Samantha spoke out, or actually more of a whisper, "Oh Jake...." She moaned, pressing back against her brother, taking as much of that wonderful cock as she possibly could. The feeling of fullness embracing her, the feeling of his paws around her making her safe and warm, even in the chilly morning air. She moved back, rolling her hips rhythmically with each of his thrusts.

Jake moaned, hearing his sister's angelic voice he pressed harder, answering in a low voice, growling into her ear: "Oh, God yes Sam... I... I love you Sam." He whimpered, pushing harder against her, not able to hold back he started to thrust faster, deeper, harder. Thrust after thrust pushing deep into his sister's tight space, filling her pussy with his incestuous cock, time and time again. He moaned deeply with each thrust, growling into her ear, her paws roaming her upper body, soon finding her breast, rolling it in his paw.

She whimpered loudly as she felt him start to rut her faster, his cock pounding in and out of her canine pussy harder and harder. She pushed back against him in time for each thrust, taking him fully and gladly. She could hardly imagine why she hadn't given herself to her brother before. So much pleasure, so much love radiated from his body, filling her every inch.

Jake suddenly pulled back from his rutting, his hard cock leaving her cunt with a loud sound, making her whimper as she looked over her shoulder with begging eyes: "What are you doing?" she bit her lip as she asked. Jake looked down at her, a feral look in his eyes and he growled out: "Get in position. Bitch." His fangs where bared as he spoke.

Sam felt him pulling out of her, whimpering loudly, and as he growled down at her, she knew that she could do nothing but comply with her new alpha-male. Knowing, somehow instinctly, what he meant by position, she moved to her paws and knees, her chest low, and her rump raised high, her tail moved out of the way, giving him a perfect view, and perfect access to, her awaiting and soaking pussy. She whimpered softly, softly wiggling her butt at him.

With a growl Jake thrusted forward. burying his cock in her pussy in one swift motion. Somehow the position felt natural to him, felt right. And judging by the sounds his sister made as he started pounding into her harder than ever before, it was right by her too. Soon they were hardly making love, instead he was fucking her, fucking her hard and feral. Nothing in the world except for brother's cock filling sister's awaiting pussy. Two rutting dogs in heat. His pace quickened and his thrusts deepened, until with one deep hard thrust, his fully expanded knot locked them together.

Sam moaned and whimpered loudly as she felt her pussy suddenly tied to the larger dog fucking her hard. She knew that he was her brother, she knew that they were both supposed to be anthro-dogs, but somehow they had reverted to a deep feral rutting, animalistic fucking as their ancestors had, hard and unpersonal. She pushed back against the knot, letting him move as deeply as he could, even with the limited range of movement and she soon felt it. His cum, filling her inner deeply, making its way to her awaiting womb, filling her every passage, her every inch, and making her moan out louder than ever before, her moan soon turning to scream of pleasure as her own orgasm overcame her, making her clench down on the cock hard, milking it for every drop it had to give.

And then it was over, they both collapsed on the ground, after another round of hard sibling fucking. Both of them panting deeply, and Jake softly stroking his sister's tummy lovingly, his cock still tied deeply to her.

Twenty minutes passed, and Jake's cock finally receded back in its sheath, a small gush of his cum following out of Sam's pussy, but by no means nearly as much as he had filled her with. It was just in time as well, as drops of summer rain started to hit their fur, making them both get up quickly, gripping their pile of discarded clothes, and starting to run towards their camp, the rain soon soaking both their bodies as they ran, giggling like they where cubs again. But something had happened this weekend, something wonderful, which had forever turned them from being cubs.

Ten minutes later the sheppies reached their tent, quickly darting inside, they collapsed in the middle panting, Sam obviously shivering from her soaked fur. Jake looked at her. She looked so beautiful, like the most perfect being on the face of earth. He moved up to her, wrapped his paws around her, lying on his side, while she was on her back. Lovingly, he wrapped one of the sleeping bags around them both, not caring if it would get soaked from her naked wet fur. He looked her in the eyes, and couldn't help but smile. Her perfect blue eyes, clear as the morning sky.

They both lied there for a moment before Sam broke the silence: "Jake. Jake I think we should talk." He perked his ears, looking at her with worry: "D-Do you have regrets?" He stuttered, not really wanting her to confirm his worst fears. "Of course not." She almost yelped out in one word. "I, I loved it. I love you. You're wonderful, and this was the best weekend of my life." She blushes as she finds herself completely honest to him. "B-But..." she blushes as she trails off, "you're still my brother. And even though I love you with all my heart, we need to figure out how we go about this."

Jake looked at her, and couldn't hide his smile, answering: "I'm sure it'll all be alright babe. I love you too, you're the most wonderful girl I've ever met, and even though you're my sister, and I know I shouldn't, I can't stop needing more of you."

Sam blushed, wrapping her arms around her brother, she held him close, shivering softly from the cold still. She leaned her muzzle over, and gently, lovingly, and without demand, she kissed him, like a woman would kiss her true lover. Jake soon returned the kiss, embracing her fully in his arms, his kiss loving, full of passion and warmth. For a while they just lied there, muzzled locked together in a passionate, yet soft, never-ending kiss. As the kiss broke, Jake just laid there, looking Sam in the eyes, smiling, he whispered "I love you sis, i really do." she looked back at him, blushing she almost whispered, "I love you too sweetie." She couldn't hold the gaze, looking away as she blushed.

It was only a couple of hours later as their father rolled up in the car. The twins had already packed up the tent and their things, just sitting by the slowly dying fire, a blanket wrapped around them. "Hi guys, ready to go home?" their father asked, smiling as he walked over. Jake quickly looked up, he had barely heard him, as he quickly withdrew his paw from the soft stroking he was doing through his sister's small panties. Sam looked at him, surprised, a bit dissapointed at first, but soon followed his gaze, noticing their father. "Hi dad," she exclaimed, "yes, we just have to put out the fire." She got up, straightening her skirt and 'accidentally' flashing Jake in the process, bending over, a bit more than necessary, she quickly put out the fire, giving her father a view of her cleavage as well, if he had been looking that is.

The week after the twins had returned home from the trip, and Jake was getting ready to go to school, quickly eating his breakfast he looked around, noticing that his sister was absent from the otherwise mandatory family breakfast. With his mouth full of pancakes he looked up at his father, asking, "Dad, where's Sam?" Without looking up from his newspaper, his father answered the question: "She wasn't feeling well this morning, said she felt bloating and sick to the stomach. She said you should just walk by yourself this morning."