Thursday morning, I woke up to the smell of turkey in the oven and my butthole still full of the glass plug from the night before. I headed for the shower to get ready for the day. Taking that plug out was a welcome relief! The hot water felt amazing as it ran over my naked body. After using most of the hot water in the house, I got out, dried my hair, and did my makeup.

As promised, I picked out a matching bra and panty set that my brother gave me and put them on. They felt very nice against my soft, warm skin. Since it was cold and snowing and I didn't plan on leaving the house, I slid into a pair of shorts and a tight, white tank top.

I went upstairs to see how the meal was coming along. Mom's friend had spent the night and was going to eat with us. When he had a chance, he gave me a pat on the butt and told me, "You look so good!"

I winked at him. "Wait until you get a better look later," I said to him with a smile.

To be honest, I couldn't wait to see him later. He has always been good to my mom and me. He was there when we needed something, from minor requests to near-disasters, no questions asked. I always wished he would marry my mom, but she wouldn't do it. I never could understand that. Hell, if he were 30 years younger, I would totally marry him! Then again, I still may.

After we ate, the four of us put the leftovers away and got the dishes done. We sat around the family room talking about whatever came up. I found out Mom's friend had landed in the hospital for a few days a couple of months ago. Thank God it turned out not to be anything serious.

Football and naps took over a majority of the day until it was time to shovel some leftovers into our faces. More football on TV, and then Mom and her friend went to her room to "watch TV." Mmhhmm, Mom wanted a little more lovin'.

I stood up and gave him a hug goodnight. I know I have said this before, but I'm going to say it again, he gives the best hugs EVER!! He wraps me up in his arms and holds me tight, MELTING!!

My brother and I headed downstairs after Mom and her friend retired to the master bedroom. He asked me if I wanted to watch a movie, TV show, or maybe... porn?

"Do you have some with you?" I asked.

"Porn?" he confirmed with a grin. I nodded and headed into my room.

He logged into his streaming service and came in to ask me what I wanted to watch. I had already undressed and was heading into my bathroom.

"What are you doing?" he asked, pausing in the doorway.

"I assume you are going to want to be in my butt again tonight, so I need to get prepped for it," I explained matter-of-factly. "I'll be out in thirty minutes."

He just nodded, a knowing smile spreading across his face, and left my room.

When I was done, I walked into the family room in my birthday suit. I had a new lighted steel plug in my butt and one of the new nipple clamp sets he had given me firmly attached to each nipple.

On the TV was a girl getting ganged by a bunch of firemen. Eva was one of my brother's favorite porn stars, and I really liked watching her scenes, too! She's hot as hell, and the way she takes those men is AWESOME!

His cock was already hard as he slowly stroked it. I sat on the other couch, leaning against the arm. I opened my legs and slowly lowered one hand between them, letting a couple of fingers trace over my pierced pussy. I didn't notice right away, but he had taken the ring out of the end of his cock. I didn't say anything as we continued to watch the gangbang on TV and pleasure ourselves.

We talked a little on and off as the scene ended and another started. He had asked if I had done any group stuff other than a time he took me to a porn shop. I reluctantly told him yes, I was into the group stuff. I have had gangbangs and had a few trains run on me. We talked a little about setting something up. I didn't tell him I have some setup over the next few weeks.

We were deep into the second gangbang scene when he moved off of his couch and over to mine. He turned me to face him a little more and started to lick my pussy. He stopped long enough to tell me the lighted butt plug was a nice addition. I figured he might like it. He continued to snack on my little pierced clit while wiggling the plug around with his fingers. After a while, he built me up to a very nice orgasm. I've always liked cumming on someone's face!

He slid in a finger, then a second. He curled them upward and began to slowly rub my G-spot. He was going to make me make a mess again! He slowly picked up the pace and the intensity before I squirted all over the family room floor. Over the next twenty minutes, he kept working my G-spot, pushing me through squirting orgasms, one after the other. I finally had to clamp my legs together to get him to stop as the orgasms were so close together it was just one, big, long orgasm and I couldn't breathe!

"Let's go to my room," I told him as I jumped up.

He had a handful of my ass the whole walk to my room, and I got on the bed. On my back, I hung my head off the edge and opened my mouth. "Oh, fuck yeah!" he exclaimed.

He knelt down on the floor as his cock bounced off of my nose. That didn't feel great, but I managed. I opened my mouth, and he started feeding me his hard cock. Slow, short strokes to begin, picking up as time passed. A little deeper, deeper, until the head of his cock was buried into my neck and his body pressed against my face. Long, slow pumps sent his cock through my mouth, into my throat, and back out. We worked pretty well together doing this. When I needed to breathe, I would just tap on his leg, and he would back off for a few breaths and then went back to pumping his cock into my throat.

His hands pretty much stayed on my boobs. He had taken the clamps off and then just drove me nuts pinching, pulling, and twisting my nipples! I got to the point that I couldn't wait any longer. I moved up, laid my head and shoulders on my pillows, lifted my knees, and opened my legs as wide as I could. With his cock in hand, he slid up between my legs and wiggled the head of his dick into my pussy. He started slow to start. Leaning in, we kissed. Our tongues in each other's mouths, sharing breaths. I know it is so wrong, but it felt so fucking good.

We had been going at it for a while when an orgasm flushed through my body. I let out a whimper that he really liked. My ankles were moved up to his shoulders, and he leaned forward, almost folding me in half. His strokes were long, deep, and deliberate. My body was jarring with each of his thrusts. Each time his body slammed into mine, I let out a little grunt or groan. He was fucking me like he was now on a God-damn mission. He continued plowing his cock into me, hard.

I was close to another orgasm, so I let him know it. He slammed into me harder, looking in my eyes, telling me, "Come on, cum on your brother's cock. You know you want to, you know you need to cum all over my cock. I would have never thought that my own sister would be the best piece of ass I've ever had," he groaned.

Just then, an orgasm rushed through me. "Ohhh fuck," I groaned. 

He pushed deep into me, leaned in, and we kissed again. "I want to do something different," he said as he got off the top of me. He held his hand out and said, "Let's go, follow me."

I put my hand in his, and he pulled me off the bed and out of my bedroom door. We headed for the stairs and started going up. "Where are we going?" I whispered.

He just pulled me by my hand about two-thirds of the way up the stairs. He moved me in front of him, bent me over, and had me kneel on the steps. His cock made its way back into my pussy, and with a firm grip on my hips, he started to fuck! My hands were holding me up, while my boobs were swinging all over the place. 

After several minutes, he pulled out, slapped my ass, and said, "Up the stairs."

I stood and walked up the rest of the stairs. At the top, he took me by the hand and led me into the kitchen, where he had me bend over the bar like the day before. With my hands on the countertop, he pushed into me once again and started to fuck me again! I did my best to keep quiet, but it was so hard. His body slamming into mine, my whimpers muffled. I knew we were going to get caught, and if we did, OMG!! He kept at me, fucking me into another orgasm. I could hardly keep my knees under me as the waves flooded through my core.

With a handful of my hair, he jerked my head back and whispered, "You are such a good girl."

With a smile on my face, "Yeah, I am," I whispered back.

He pulled out of me again, his urgency clear, and took my hand, pulling me towards the living room. He put me on my hands and knees on the same couch our mother had been sitting on a few hours ago. Taking position behind me, adjusting my legs, he leaned in and slid his cock back inside of me. His strokes were now short and fast. I was sure he was getting close to cumming himself. A handful of my hair pulled my head back as I did everything in my power not to cry out!

It was only a few minutes until he pulled me back as he pushed into me, holding me in place as he started to pump his load into me. I could feel several shots splashing inside, his load pooling inside of me once again. He pulled me up by my hair and left several light kisses on my shoulders and neck.

After partially catching our breaths, he whispered, "Into my room."

We crept down the hall to his room, closing the door behind us. He turned on his TV for some light and pulled a box out of his closet. Opening the box, he took out some weighted clamps and handed them to me. He tossed the box to the side and pulled his mattress off his rickety bedspring and dropped it on the floor.

He quietly told me to lie down as he took the clamps and attached one to the end of each of my nipples. They were tightly attached and the weight added a whole new intensity. 

I love pain when it comes to my nipples, but this, this was crazy hot.

He removed the plug from my butt and tossed it to the side. It was soon replaced with the Ass Anchor again! GOD DAMN! When did he bring this up from my room? Oh, that little shit planned to do this! That plug is so big and so filling it is unreal.

He sat next to me as he reached down and started to rub my clit. Once in a while, he would pop across it with more pressure, causing me to jump. At this point, I think he was just into torturing me. He was jacking his cock like a crazed monkey as he worked to get it hard again. 

I let him continue for a while before I needed him to stop rubbing my pussy. "Stop," I gasped. "I'm already very sensitive, especially with the little gold bar dancing around down there all the time."

He popped up, straddled my chest, and started to stroke his half-hard cock between my tits. He would rub the head on my boobs, my face, and pop the head in my mouth for a lick or two.

Once he got to the point he was hard enough, he moved in between my legs and wiggled his cock inside of me.

I could feel him pressing against the wall that the Anchor was pressing on. After a few minutes of that, I told him, "That thing has to come out. There isn't enough room."

He moved back, pried the plug out of my asshole, and replaced it with his cock. A lot of lube, and he pumped me like an oil well.

I kept my hands on my boobs so the weighted clamps didn't move as much. My legs went to his shoulders, and he folded me over and went at me.

I went into this zone of sorts, my body being used by his. He took the clamps from my hand, pulled on them while giving them a twist.

In my head, I was screaming, "More, MORE, MORE!!!" He knew it too; he could feel the energy being passed to him.

He pumped his cock in and out of my asshole while he tugged on the clamps, driving my nipples and the rest of my body crazy! His orgasm built fairly quickly this time. Seeing the look on his face and the reaction his body was having while he was cumming in me was and always is so hot to see. My own brother, with his cock up my ass and pumping shot after shot of his incestuous load inside of me, was a sight to see!

He collapsed next to me, his heavy breath ragged against my ear. His cock was lying on his thigh, leaking a little semen down his leg, and the tugging on the clamps finally stopped.

After a long minute, he kissed my ear, his voice exhausted and pleased. "Go sleep now, sis. You've earned it.  Fuck, I love wearing your body out."

I managed a weak, satisfied sigh, my body too spent to do anything but melt into the mattress. The last thing I felt was the dull, aching pressure of the clamps being removed before the exhaustion of the evening pulled me under.

Friday morning I woke up in a panic. I had fallen asleep in my brother's room. I looked at the clock, 6:00 AM. OK, I should be safe. I quickly got up, gathered my things (the plugs and clamps were gone), and peeked out the door. No one, thank God.

I left his room and ran downstairs. After a shower, I could smell coffee being made—I had gotten out of my brother's room just in time!

I threw on some shorts and a T-shirt and walked upstairs again for some of that coffee.

Mom's friend was in the kitchen pouring a cup. "Good morning," he said to me. He reached for a cup for me, hugged me with one arm as he poured the coffee, and slid it in front of me.

"Have a good night?" he asked.

"Yeah, it was fine," I answered, taking my first drink of coffee.

Then he dropped the bomb. "So, how long have you and your brother been getting together?" he asked.

I felt every ounce of blood run from my body. My hands started to shake, and I was suddenly dizzy.

"How um, How did you, I—" I stammered, unable to form a coherent denial.

"After your mom went to sleep, I heard a noise, so I came out to see what was going on. I walked around the corner, and there the two of you were on the couch, going at it doggie style."

I didn't say a word; I couldn't. I wanted to run, but my feet wouldn't move. I was just about to start crying when I heard his next words:

"That was hot as hell. If I hadn't just spent everything on your mother, I would have joined in, and we could have double-teamed you."

When I looked up, I could tell he was absolutely serious. "You're not mad or anything?" I whispered, my voice still trembling.

"Fuck no, Elly. Do you have any idea how hot that is? Well, I guess you do, since you are doing it! How long have you two been doing it?" he asked, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

I quickly told him the details, but our conversation was cut short as we heard Mom coming.

"We can talk more about it later," he whispered quickly. "Are you coming over tonight?" He clarified, "I'd like to do a little shopping."

"What time do you want me to come over?" I asked, still in disbelief that he not only saw what he did but was actively making plans based on it.

"Three work? Think you can spend the night?"

By then, Mom walked into the kitchen and reached for the coffee. I looked at Jack and nodded, a mixture of shock and exhilaration flooding me. He gave me a little pat of approval on my butt, and we carried on with our morning, talking about the weather and Thanksgiving leftovers.