Nice and Clean
Logan's asked by his mother to help his sister in the shower. Simple enough, right? Wrong.
"Logan, could you bring this shampoo to your sister? She's in the shower right now."
"Sure thing, mom." Logan grabs a bottle of shampoo from his mother, currently washing the dishes. Confused as to why she had it, he asks her. "Wait, why did you have her shampoo?"
The mother sighs, smiling. "We were out of dishwashing liquid, so I had to use that as a substitute."
"That sounds pretty weird," Logan counters.
"Do you _want _a clean bowl to eat out of tomorrow, or don't you?" She answers with a not-so-serious glare and a light chuckle. "Just go help your sister in the shower."
"Alright then.." Logan walks off, heading down the hallway. A little further, taking a left, up the stairs, and he's at the door to their second-floor bathroom, where Logan's sister, Renee, is showering. "Re! Can I come in?"
"Door's unlocked, little brother," Renee replies under the sounds of the shower head spraying down water onto her slender, canine form. Logan's heart skips a beat. He opens the door, slowly, walking in, and his mind begins to race, all these different thoughts in his head.
Oh man...maybe today's my chance?
Logan's always been infatuated with his sister, moreso than your usual brother-sister relationships go. She was just shy a year older than him, Logan being at 16, her 17, but there was always this sort of personality to her that made him feel like he was the older sibling. All that aside, he loves her; not just as family, but beyond that. She's always been this awesome person; everyone at their school wants to hang out with her, she's always helping people out, even giving some of her pay from her part-time to the local church. She's kind, generous, beautiful...he's always admired her. In ways that he just...he wants her. Badly.
And today's his day.
He steps into the bathroom, and Renee reaches up over the top of the shower curtain for the shampoo. "Thanks. Could you toss it up?"
"Sorry, sis, I'm, uh, worried I'm gonna miss," Logan covers in his half-assed excuse. He's quickly disrobing his clothes, tossing his shirt, pants, and boxers aside.
Renee groans, and reaches around the side of the curtain. "Fuck, Logan, just gimme the damn shampoo!"
Logan smirks, opening the curtains up wide, and Renee stands there in utter shock, covering her breasts, as her brother is stark-naked, the red tip of his canine shaft peeking out from its sheath. She looks primed to scream, before Logan covers her mouth, smiling politely. "Shh." The German Shepard steps into the shower with Renee, putting some of the shampoo in his hand, and lathering it through her hair.
Renee pulls Logan's hand from her mouth, looking all-the-while shocked at his presence. "Logan, wh-what the fuck're you-"
"Just doing what mom said," he answers, smirking still. "She wanted me to help you shower..."
"I-I don't..." Renee catches her breath as Logan rubs her arm softly, caressing her across the forearm in short, delicate strokes. She can't deny it; that feels pretty good. She stammers, beginning to speak again. "I don't think she..m-meant this..."
Logan helps rinse out Renee's hair, his other hand moving to pull Renee's arms away from her breasts. They rest flat to the shepard's sides, her moaning sharply as he presses his chest against her petite mammaries. He caresses the side of her face, moving in to kiss at it, long, firm strokes of his tongue against hers. He slowly brings her back in the tub, resting her against the wall, as he straddles her waist. His shaft's fully-erect now, the hot, pulsing length pressed against Renee's midriff. He leans down, to whisper at her. "You look beautiful right now..."
Renee's half-terrified, yet half-wanting. She looks up at Logan, a fear striking her stare. "L-Logan..this isn't right!"
He moves to put a finger to her lips once more. "Shh. Just relax...and enjoy it." He quickly replaces the finger with another long, drawn-out kiss, the two locking muzzles as their tongues mingle. Renee's heart is skipping a beat as Logan starts to align his hips with hers, the tip incessantly poking against her pussy lips.
"I..." Renee goes to protest mid-kiss, but something in her gives in, and she lays back, moaning into the soft caresses of her brother. "Put it in..."
It's all the permission Logan ever needs, as he arches his hips back and pushes forward, bringing his tip past her lips and nestled firmly against her hymen. He slowly brings the tip back, then forward. He keeps doing this, testing the waters, and getting a feel for Renee's wonderful cunt. Renee fights back a loud moan. She's horrified; what if mom finds out? What if her friends discover this happened? She may never be able to show her face after this! And Logan, what possesses him to want to do this!? They're brother and sister, this just crosses so many lines! This could potentially ruin her! But in the end, it just feels...so right, somehow...
Logan isn't content with just hymen-fucking her. No, he needs to bring it all the way in, to take her maidenhead..she's just so beautiful! He needs her, every inch of her! His carnal desires brings his hot-blooded doggy-dong to press harder into her, tearing through Renee's hymen effortlessly. She bites her lip, whimpering in pain, before Logan's shaft pulsing against her clit replaces the pain with an unusual, delicious pleasure. It feels so wrong, but so damn right. Having claimed his sister's virginity, he slowly pulls back, then forward, being slow and delicate as he stretches her to accommodate him. A thin streak of blood runs down from Renee's cunt, being washed away by the calm, warm shower water.
Logan's knot starts to swell into view, pressing against Renee's pussy, and he begins to quicken in pace. Renee sighs and shudders, feeling logan's nuts slap against her as he fucks her, firmly and quickly. She moans out loud now, not caring about concealing her voice, singing her praises towards her brother. "H-haaah! Logan, fuck me harder, Logan!"
It's not like he can argue with that. He brings his hands towards her hips and pushes harder and faster, digging his cock into her tight, wet vice. She squeezes and contracts around his cock like a boa constrictor, her velvet walls contouring to every vein and surface on his canine dick. His balls and knot slap against her, demanding more...so much more! Logan dives in for a final kiss, staring Renee in the eyes, as he pushes his knot into her, her screaming into his throat as he nestles tight into her vagina, a couple more hot pulses before a surge of cum erupts from his tip like a spray nozzle. He coats her walls, claiming her, breeding her...to Renee, this is something strangely exciting. To him, this is the culmination of his love for her.
Logan continues to pump Renee full over the course of a few minutes. With his knot still rather firmly ground into her, he slumps down, embracing the warmth of both his sister and the running water. Renee giggles hoarsely, feeling the grip of sleep over her. "I'm gonna need another shower after this."
Logan and Renee's mother sits there, wondering why the two haven't come out of the bathroom yet. She's at the table, with three dinner plates strewn out, one for each of them, and she plays at the food she set out for herself, wondering. What are those two up to in there?
Curiosity gets the best of her, and she heads upstairs. She turns the door handle, and it appears the bathroom was left unlocked. She steps in, noticing that Logan's clothes are tossed over to the side...she opens up the curtains, and she cannot believe what she's seeing: her two children, asleep in the tub together, with what appears to be after just having sex! She shakes the two awake, the shower water now cold from how long they've been asleep, and the two wake up in shock. Their mother turns the water off, and stares at them in bewilderment and surprise. Logan meets her stare with one of sheer terror, realizing the implications, and tries to pull from his sister's knotted vagina. No use. Renee meets her mother's glance too, attempting to smile innocently.
"S-so, mom," Logan asks in a fearful tone. "Wh-what's for dinner?"