Skip to content It wasn’t easy living with my twenty-four-year-old sister named Vanessa, who secretly ran an OnlyFans called Anal Queen, especially when I’d spent years fantasizing about anal sex. I was twenty-one years old, and every girlfriend I’d had complained about my size. Even now I had just gotten back from a date with my girlfriend. She had finally agreed to give it a try. I was rock hard, fully lubed and ready. But the moment I pushed the head in, she winced and told me it wouldn’t work. Life could suck at times.
When I got home, Mom wasn’t there. The light was on in Vanessa’s room, which usually meant she was filming content like she always did when being home alone.
As soon as I stepped inside, she opened her bedroom door from upstairs. “Dan, is that you?”
“Yeah, I’m here,” I called out.
My sister came downstairs, her right hand glistening slightly with either lube or her pussy juice. I couldn’t tell. She was topless, wearing only a skirt with no panties. Her light brown hair was glossy and perfectly styled. Her breasts were full and perky, showing off a natural cleavage that could catch a pen, and her curves gave her the kind of figure that could stop traffic. Her hazel eyes matched her hair and contrasted beautifully with her smooth, porcelain skin. She was a stunner, and as her little brother, I hated admitting it.
Vanessa and I were close when it came to relationships and sex. Closer, honestly, than either of us were with Mom. Still, we’d never done anything directly with each other. I’d helped her take some photos now and then, nothing more.
“Why do you look so disappointed?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “Wasn’t today supposed to be your big night?”
“She backed out at the last second,” I said with a sigh. “Left me hard as a rock.”
She frowned a little, clearly feeling bad for me. “Sorry. I mean, regular sex still feels good though.”
“Yeah, you’re right… Anyway, do you need help with anything?”
She nodded quickly. “I’m in the middle of a shoot. I need help getting lube on my ass.”
“Sure, why not,” I said. “Just a photo, right?” I added as we started walking upstairs.
She giggled. “Maybe we could try something different for once.”
Her bedroom was already prepped. Lights were on, the camera was rolling, and the bed was covered with dildos and toys. I couldn’t help but wonder what Mom would say if she ever walked in on this.
“What do you mean?” I asked as she shut the door behind us.
She twirled a strand of hair around her finger and gave me a sly smile. “Maybe you could try pushing the dildo in. Could be… educational. Especially if you really want to learn how anal sex works.”
I blinked at her, caught off guard. We’d never crossed that line before. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, dummy, I’m doing this for you,” she said half flirtatiously and half caringly. “I’m not gonna seduce you or anything.”
“Alright,” I said even if the rational part of my brain told me this was a step in the incest direction.
She climbed onto the bed and got on all fours, her back arched perfectly, presenting herself without a hint of shame. I sat on the edge of the mattress, taking in the view.
It wasn’t the first time I’d seen her full moon, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. Her ass was smooth, round, and flawless. The curve of each cheek was tight and firm, the kind of shape you could only get from hours in the gym. She looked over her shoulder and smirked when she noticed how still I was.
“You okay?” she asked.
I swallowed hard. “Yeah. Just… wow.”
“Lube’s on the nightstand,” she said casually. “You can start whenever.”
I grabbed the bottle and squeezed some onto my fingers. As I touched her, I spread the slick warmth along her rim, watching how the light from the camera reflected off her skin. Her asshole was tight, petite, and unbelievably smooth.
“Jesus,” I murmured. “How is it so … clean looking?”
She laughed. “Anal bleach. You like?”
“It’s… perfect,” I said. “I like the subtle pink color.”
“I love it.”
“No wonder you make so much money out of your butthole.”
“Hey, remember, I spend hours in the gym to make my butt look nice and shiny.”
“I know, sis,” I said. “You deserve every penny.”
As I worked the lube in gentle circles around her entrance, my fingers drifted a little lower. Just beneath her rim, her pussy was visible, a beautiful camel toe glistening slightly, pink and sweet smelling. I lingered a second longer than I should have, tracing just along the edge.
She shifted her hips slightly and gave a little hum. “Did you just slip lower on purpose?”
I froze. “No, I … I mean, maybe.”
She giggled and glanced back at me. “Well, maybe I didn’t mind.”
“I thought this was about your ass.”
“Right, if you ever want to really learn how to do anal right,” she said, “you have to start slow. It’s not about jamming it in. You warm her up and take your time.”
I nodded, still mesmerized by the view in front of me. My hand rested on the curve of her lower back. She reached behind her and gently spread her cheeks apart, revealing more of her tight little hole.
“Start with one finger,” she said. “Just ease it in.”
I coated my index finger with lube again and pressed against her puckered hole, slowly applying pressure. Her body resisted at first but then relaxed, and the tip slipped inside. The sensation of her forbidden hole gripping me was unreal.
She let out a quiet breath, not a moan, more like she was focusing. “Just like that. Steady pressure. Let her adjust to it.”
My cock throbbed against my pants. I had never felt anything like this. I slowly worked my finger in deeper, feeling her tighten, then relax again. I watched her body respond and found myself more turned on by the second.
“Can you do me a brotherly favor?”
“Sure.”
“Take a few photos before we move on,” she said, her voice a little breathier now.
I picked up her camera and snapped a few pictures from different angles. The lighting hit her perfectly. Her back arched, ass lifted high, finger halfway inside her. She looked like a goddess.
When I put the camera down, she reached for one of the dildos on the bed. It was thick, shiny, and only slightly smaller than my own equipment. I arched an eyebrow as she lined it up at her entrance and smiled over her shoulder.
“Hmm, why don’t you try to push it in?”
“Are you sure?” I asked her.
“Yeah, so you can see how it works.”
I took it from her. The silicone felt warm from her touch, slick with lube. I looked down at her body, stretched out on all fours, her ass high and waiting for me. The tight little ring of her entrance glistened under the light.
“Go slow,” she said. “Just press in gently. Then I can do the rest.”
I moved closer and placed the tip at her entrance. My free hand rested on her lower back for support, and I began pushing forward, careful and steady. The head slipped in with a little resistance, then eased deeper as she relaxed. Her full moon welcomed it inch by inch, and I felt my cock harden even more inside my pants. The heat, the visuals, the subtle way she breathed through it, it was impossible not to react, and it was impossible not to fantasize that it was my own erection.
“Holy fuck,” I muttered, watching it disappear into her.
“That’s it,” she whispered. “You’re doing great.”
I pushed it in until the base was snug against her cheeks. Her body twitched slightly, but she adjusted with ease, letting it settle in.
“Now don’t just stand there. Grab the camera, dummy,” she said, glancing back at me with a smirk. “I want you to get the full view for my page.”
“Sorry about that,” I said, blushing a little.
I picked up her camera and snapped some photos of her. I framed her ass with the dildo buried deep inside her, capturing the slight stretch and her flushed skin.
She arched her back more. “Get a close-up of the base. They love seeing how much I can take.”
I did as she asked, angling the lens just right. The sight of her completely filled was making my balls blue.
She looked over her shoulder again. “Bet you’re wishing it was you instead.”
“Shut up,” I said. She could be such a tease at times.
She rolled onto her back, the dildo still stuffed inside her, flashing me her pussy in a spread-eagle position. Several beads clung to her lips, and it wasn’t from the lube. “Actually… I’ve got an idea,” she said while rubbing herself in slow circles. “Would you film me for a bit? I want to show my subscribers something special.”
“What kind of special?” I asked, already knowing I wouldn’t say no.
“I want to alternate between holes. My fans go crazy for ass to pussy.”
She wasn’t helping my throbbing hard-on. “Yeah, I can do that.”
I took the camera and started filming as she slowly pulled the dildo out of her ass, then teased her pink entrance with it before sliding it into her pussy. The way she bit her lip and arched her back had my cock straining painfully against my jeans.
“How’s the angle?” she asked, her voice filled with lust.
“Perfect,” I said.
She reached for a small compact on her nightstand and dabbed some rosy blush onto her cheeks, then applied a touch to her chest. “The flush makes it look more authentic,” she explained.
She was right. The flush made it look as if she were climaxing. She slid the dildo out of her pussy, glistening with her juices, and positioned it back at her ass, pushing it in with a sweet moan. The entire time, her eyes stayed locked with mine through the viewfinder.
The room suddenly felt like a sauna. The heat of arousal and the intimate scene playing out before me was overwhelming.
“Jesus, I think I need a minute,” I mumbled, lowering the camera. “It’s so hot in here.”
“You okay?” Vanessa asked, sitting up slightly after pulling the dildo out from her rear.
I nodded, tugging at my shirt collar. “Just… burning up.”
She reached for a bottle of water on her nightstand and passed it to me. “Drink. The lights make it like an oven in here.”
“I think there’s something else too.” After gulping down half the bottle, I felt marginally better. “Sorry about that.”
“No worries. Let’s check what we got,” she said, taking the camera from my hands.
We sat side by side on her bed, scrolling through the photos and videos. My cock showed no signs of softening, but I tried to focus on the screen.
“These turned out really well,” she said, smiling. “The lighting is perfect, and you got some great angles. My subscribers are going to love these.”
“Glad I could help,” I said, trying not to stare at her naked body next to me.
She set the camera aside and turned to face me. “Listen, Dan… I feel bad about what happened with your girlfriend tonight.”
I shrugged. “It’s fine. I’m used to it.”
“But you shouldn’t have to be,” she said, placing her hand on my thigh. “It’s not fair that you’ve never gotten to experience anal sex when it’s something you want so badly.”
“It’s what it is,” I said. Despite her being a horny tease, she cared for me and was sweet inside.
“Maybe I could help you,” she said, twirling a strand of hair on her finger.
“What are you saying?”
“I’m saying…” she paused, her fingers drawing a circle on my leg, “that maybe I could repay you for all your help. You’ve been such a good brother, always there when I need you.”
“Vanessa, I—”
“If you want anal sex, you can have it with me,” she said plainly, her eyes never leaving mine. “I know what I’m doing, and I know how to handle someone your size.”
I stared at her, unsure if I’d heard correctly. “Are you serious right now?”
“Completely.” She glanced down at the obvious bulge in my pants. “And it’s pretty clear you’re interested.”
“But we’re siblings,” I protested weakly, even as my cock throbbed at the suggestion.
She shrugged. “It’s just sex, Dan. And honestly, who better to teach you than someone who knows exactly what they’re doing?” Her hand moved higher on my thigh. “Besides, you’re obviously horny as hell right now.”
My resistance was crumbling by the second. My mind was racing with a thousand reasons why this was wrong, but my body was screaming for release … and her ass.
“I… fuck, Vanessa,” I finally said and looked her in the eyes. “Are you sure?”
She smiled and reached for my zipper, slowly pulling it down. “Let me see what all the fuss is about.”
When she freed my cock from my boxers, her eyes widened like saucers. “Oh my god, Dan. No wonder your girlfriends have trouble.”
My face flushed with embarrassment and pride as she wrapped her fingers around my shaft, barely able to close her hand around it.
“Jesus, you’re huge,” she whispered, stroking me slowly. “Seriously, I feel bad for those poor girls. They probably weren’t ready for something this magnificent.”
I groaned as she ran her thumb over the sensitive head. “It’s been nothing but frustration.”
“Well,” she said with a mischievous glint in her eye, “they don’t call me the Anal Queen for nothing. If anyone can handle this monster, it’s your big sister.” She leaned closer, her breath hot against my ear. “I’ll take care of you. Just for you, little brother.”
Before I could respond, she reached for the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount into her palm. She warmed it between her hands before wrapping them both around my cock, sliding them up and down in a motion that had me seeing stars.
“Fuck, Vanessa,” I gasped, watching her hands run up and down my length.
“You like that?” she teased, twisting her wrists at the tip causing a delicious friction. “Just wait until you feel how tight my ass is around this beautiful cock.”
She continued applying lube, making sure every inch was slick and ready. Her touch was both clinical and sensual, professional yet intimate in a way that drove me wild. When she was satisfied, she climbed onto the bed and positioned herself on all fours, looking back at me over her shoulder.
“Come on, Dan,” she said, reaching back to spread her cheeks. “Show me what you’ve got.”
I moved behind her, positioning myself at her full moon. The sight of my cockhead pressing against her tight ring was almost enough to make me come right then and spill my seed over her beautiful cheeks.
“Start slow,” she reminded me. “Push in just a little, then wait for me to adjust.”
I followed her guidance, pressing forward until the head popped past her tight entrance. She inhaled sharply but didn’t pull away.
“Good,” she breathed. “Now wait… let me get used to it.”
After a moment, she nodded. “A little more now.”
Inch by inch, I worked my way inside her rosebud, amazed at every inch she took. The tight heat surrounding my cock was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. When I was finally buried to the hilt, we both paused, breathing heavily.
“Holy fuck,” I groaned, struggling to maintain control. “You’re so tight… I can’t believe you took all of me.”
“I told you,” Vanessa said flirtatiously, her body trembling slightly as she adjusted to my size. “I know what I’m doing.”
She began to rock back against me, slowly at first, then a bit hornier. The sensation was mind-blowing—her ass gripped me like a vise, hot and slick and perfect. It was especially tight at the ring, and the way it massaged every inch of my shaft was like the perfect friction. Each time she pushed back, taking me deeper, I felt myself losing control.
“Move,” she said, wanting to fuck as badly as me. “Fuck me, Dan. Show me what you’ve been saving up.”
I gripped her hips and began to thrust, cautiously at first, then a bit harder as I realized she could take everything I had to give. The sight of my cock disappearing into her perfect ass was hypnotic, and the sounds she made, half moans and half gasps, drove me wild. No wonder she was making a bank with such a pornstar performance.
“Harder,” she said, dropping to her elbows to change the angle. “I can take it. Give me everything.”
I slammed into her, my fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips. The wet, obscene sounds of our bodies meeting filled the room, punctuated by our shared breathing and occasional moans.
“Fuck, Vanessa,” I groaned, feeling a familiar pressure building as I slid in and out of her ass. “I’m not going to last much longer.”
“Don’t pull out,” she said, looking back at me with lust-glazed eyes. “I want to feel you come inside me. I love that feeling, hot, sticky cum.”
I grabbed onto her hips and pounded into her beautiful ass while she arched her back. Ten more hip thrusts and my vision blurred as pleasure surged through me, more intense than anything I’d ever experienced. I drove deep into her one final time, letting the tight ring pleasure me one more time, my entire body shuddering as I spilled my cum inside her. Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over me, and for a moment, I believed I was in heaven.
When there was nothing left from my balls, I slowly dragged my cock out from her ass, pulling out rivulets of cum that dripped down to her pussy like a creampie.
“Holy fuck,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “That was … I don’t even have words.”
Vanessa chuckled. “Worth the wait?”
“God, yes,” I said.
She rolled onto her back, her skin glistening with sweat. She fingered her butthole, seeing all my cum trickling out. “Geeze, it’s like you pumped in a gallon of buttermilk.”
“Sorry about that.”
“No, I love the sensation … just a bit surprising.”
We both leaned back to catch our breaths.
“You know,” she said with a smirk, “the camera’s still running.”
I glanced at the camera, still mounted on its tripod, the red recording light blinking steadily. “Fuck, I forgot all about that.”
“Don’t worry,” she reassured me, reaching up to stroke my cheek. “This one’s just for us. A sweet sibling memory.”
Eventually, Mom came home and we had dinner. She noticed our playful glances and raised an eyebrow.
“You two up to something?”
We just smiled. We sure had been, but it was our special secret. One we weren’t going to share with anyone.
Later that night, when it was time to sleep, I found myself standing outside Vanessa’s door. I knocked.
“Dan?” she asked, sounding unsure.
She always used that voice when she was in the middle of filming content.
“It’s just me,” I said.
She exhaled, relieved. “Come in.”
I opened the door. The bedroom light was on, and while being fully nude, she was sitting up in bed with her phone in hand, clearly recording something.
“You gave me a heart attack,” she said. “I thought it was Mom.”
“Didn’t mean to scare you,” I said, stepping inside. “I just wanted to say thank you.” I scratched the back of my neck, feeling awkward.
But she smiled and swung her legs over the edge of the bed, then opened her arms and pulled me into a full nude hug. Her skin was warm against mine.
“You’re welcome,” she whispered. “I’m glad I could fulfill one of your fantasies.”
“You’re the best, Vanessa.”
She held me for another moment, then looked up at me with that same teasing spark in her eyes.
“Wanna do it again tomorrow? I really like a thick cock.”
I laughed, nodding. “Oh, for sure. That would be amazing.”
“Nice,” she said, and we exchanged grins.
Then she stood on her tiptoes and kissed me gently on the lips.
“Sweet dreams for now.”
The end.
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