Ever since I got back together with my twin brother, I've felt like the happiest vixen on the planet. Chad and I had always been very close to each other, from the time we shared our mom's womb...to when we were young pups growing up in Northeast Minneapolis with our mom and dad before they split up. Even when we were young, I've always had a crush on my sweet and loving brother and he was well aware of it. Sometimes when we slept together, we'd both rub against each other in a sexual way, acting on our feelings for each other. I felt forever bonded to him and even at that young age, I had always dreamed about the two of us sharing our lives together as brother and sister mates.
This opportunity was nearly taken away from me when we were seven and I got kidnapped by some pervert who intended on making me a rape victim. Instead, I gave him a castration the hard way and escaped from him. However, I was far from home, and had no idea how to get back. I was left all alone, with no family and nowhere to sleep. However, another family took me into their home and raised me until I was old enough to strike out on my own. While I did have love for my adoptive sisters and brother, I still pined for my biological sibling, even as I began to explore my sexual side. I was determined to stay a virgin for him, wanting my loving brother to be the one who got the chance to break my vixen folds in and bond us together permanently through the traditional canine tie.
Twenty years passed before my brother and I were reunited, but when it happened, it was as if we were pups all over again. The love we shared for each other never died and the sexual curiousities remained as strong as ever. Soon after we got back together, I got my wish from him. It was one of the most wonderful moments of my life, having my virginity taken by my adoring brother as we were tied together, rump-to-rump as our tails intertwined together. From that moment on, we became more than brother and sister, we were mates and I would be forever bonded to my brother as I moved in with him and his luscious mousette wife.
In the time we have been reunited, things have changed a little. I now have a husband of my own as well as my very own children. However, that does not change the desires I have for my brother. He remains one of only a few males that I was proud to lift my tails for and feel them mate with me, I always knew I could trust him and I always knew that he would love me. It was a good thing that our respective spouses were accepting of our relationship between each other, because I don't know what I would've done if my brother weren't a part of my life. Which brings me to what happened today between my brother and I as we were home alone together while Melissa was out for the afternoon, looking at carpet samples for our new business that would be opening soon.
Earlier that afternoon...
I had given the kids to their father for the day, letting him have some alone time with them while I had my time with my brother. If Melissa were here, I would've been more than happy to let her join in, as long as I got to feel my brother's cock inside my vixen folds, but since she wasn't it would be just the two of us until she got home. My brother was in the master bedroom at his computer, probably working on one of his stories or something like that so while he was busy I went into the bathroom and washed up a little. While I was in the tub, I constantly thought about my sexy twin brother as I washed my long hair, thinking about how good it feels whenever we've had sex in the past.
I love my brother dearly and I'm not afraid to let him know how much he means to me. Every time I thought of him, my pussy walls burned intensely and my vixen hole became incredibly wet. Though I was more interested in females than I was in males, I still loved the feeling of a nice warm cock inside me from one of the males I trust enough to actually mate with me. I loved how my brother's cock felt inside me so much that he allowed me to bring him with to an adult toy store as they made two specially designed dildos for me to use. One was a single-dong in the shape of his cock, the other was a special double-ended cock with inflatable knots. I wanted to save this one for use with Melissa, whom I also had a powerful crush on ever since I met the cutie. However, I wouldn't be playing with the toys today. Why would I need to when I can have the real thing inside me instead?
