Fucked out of his cute, little mind

Marcus lay limp on the bed, the weight of his sister's bigger, muscled body resting over him. Some time ago she'd unfastened the cuffs from his helpless, twitching limbs so that now he could lie on his belly with his legs flat and his arms beside him. Then, barely giving him a moment to recover, she'd got on top of him and started thrusting her amazing ivory toy back into his butt, a straight shot down into his needy hole that felt even better than when she'd done him face to face. This way, her hard cock drove past this magic place inside him that had made him wriggle and squeal in delight at the hot pleasure it sent through him. He had to bite into the sheets, utterly unable to bear the delicious feelings any other way. By now though, every muscle in his body felt like jelly, what little strength he had in his slender, girly body utterly drained by what felt like hours of relentless pounding of his tender butt. As Jenny continued to slowly, almost tenderly slide that very familiar piece of ivory in and out of his aching hole, the young prince could only moan and whimper in hoarse pleasure. After so much pleading and begging for more, his voice had just given up, no matter how much he wanted to tell Jenny to pound him even harder!

Somehow it felt like she knew what he wanted anyway. Her muscled hips smacked into his flesh again, driving the ivory cock to the hilt and slamming it right against that special spot. Just like that, another wave of hot pleasure seared over his twitching body, and his dick twitched again underneath him, aching and throbbing. She'd long since milked every drop of cum from his little balls, leaving the pearly liquid smeared across his belly and the sheets. Only he was still cumming dry just from his butt, over and over again, and it felt almost better this way! He could hardly even think by now, but he knew he just wanted more!

"Oh yes, that's it, my love." Jenny moaned above him, her voice hoarse with lust. "You came again, didn't you? Such a naughty, slutty little brother I have." Her teeth fastened round his ear for a moment, the little nip sending crackling aftershocks through his needy flesh that made him squeal hoarsely. "It's okay, you bad little boy, I know just what you need and I'll give it you, whenever you want. You're going to be mine forever, and I'll be yours."

Those hot, gasping words sent a deep, aching warmth through the trembling young prince, so different to the searing pleasure of her cock thrusting deep into his butt. He whimpered softly, the flood of feelings overwhelming his fragile mind. Oh this was his sister! His amazing, beautiful, strong older sister who'd always protected him! And now she was finally back and she was making him feel so good. He loved her so much, he realized as hot tears filled his bleary eyes. It didn't even matter that they were family, none of that mattered! He loved her and he wanted her. Even through the haze of need, Marcus knew he needed to tell her that, no matter how hard it was. Only this time he wasn't saying it just to calm her down. This time, he meant the words, the same way she'd understand them, with all his aching, trembling heart. Forcing his shivering muscles to move, he lifted his blushing face from the sheets. He wanted to look at her, but he couldn't move any more, not with the way her hard thrusts into his butt kept him limp and paralyzed. It didn't matter anyway, not so long as he could **** these words out.

"Jenny..." Marcus just about managed to say, his voice a high-pitched squeak that sounded even girlier than usual. "Jenny...I love you!"

"Oh...yes, you love me!" His sister moaned in delight, pounding his butt even harder. The smack of her hips against his flesh filled the room, the sharp slaps ringing in his ears. "I love you too, Marcus! I've always loved you!" Her voice rose into a frantic shriek of pleasure as she thrust the ivory cock deep one last time, her muscled body trembling over his. The young prince shrieked out as well as he came with her, their hoarse voices entwined as much as their writhing bodies. When the hot waves of pleasure finally ebbed away, Marcus slumped into the bed, breathing hard. His body kept twitching, but he felt drained and satisfied at last, an aching warmth settling in his chest. Jenny lay over him a moment, her hot, panting breaths tickling across his neck. Then, with a satisfied purr, she rolled off him to one side, pulling the ivory free from his butt. The young prince let out a little yip as it popped out of him. His poor hole felt empty and tingly without it, and he found himself wishing she'd kept it in there a little longer. Her strong hands grabbed his limp body and rolled him onto his side, pulling him into her so that they lay right next to each other on the bed. Her wet, blue eyes stared into his, glowing with love and satisfaction. "Oh, that was just so good. And I know you liked it too, naughty boy. All that squealing and wriggling told me so" She giggled, the beautiful silvery sound sweeter than any music to the young prince's ears. "Maybe when we get married, you should be the wife, little brother. I'd love to see you all dressed up in a pretty white dress for me, and then when we're done I can drag you to my bed, strip you down and fuck your beautiful butt until you can't walk straight."

"If you want to, Jenny." Marcus smiled shyly, a delicate blush coloring his cheeks at the thought. He felt so good right now, he knew he'd do whatever she wanted, no matter how embarrassing. After all, it was doing what she wanted and trusting her that had got him this far, and earned him all that wonderful pleasure. It just felt so right now.

"But the other way's just as good, of course." His sister cooed. "I love your cute dick as much as your adorable bottom. And not just those either. I love your pretty face and your gorgeous silver hair and your delicious slender body. Every inch of you is just so beautiful and perfect, my dear little brother. The prettiest, cutest boy in all the world." She paused a moment and Marcus stared at her in wonder, hot tears stinging in his eyes. No-one had ever said anything like that about him. He'd always known having such a girly weak body was a bad thing for a boy, but here his beautiful strong sister was telling him how much she adored it. Just hearing those words made him ache with love for her all over again. "I love you so much, Marcus." She said at last, her voice trembling.

"I love you too Jenny." The young prince sniffled, tears dripping down onto the bed below his face. "You're so pretty...and tall and strong, and brave. I'm...so glad you came back! I love you..." His words died in another aching sob. Jenny smiled tenderly, then she leant in to gently kiss him on the forehead, nose and finally capturing his trembling lips with her own. No tongue this time, she just pressed her mouth against his and stared longingly into his tear-filled eyes as he cried with aching love. Her muscled arm was wrapped around his shoulders and her leg gently rested over his hip, the hard ivory cock sliding up between them. The siblings lay like that for a long time, bodies entwined on the mussed-up sheets. Soon enough the tears stopped, and Marcus just let his sister keep kissing him. As a pampered prince who'd spent most of his life locked in this castle, he didn't know much about the world at all, but now he knew one thing. No matter what anyone else might think about this, it felt so good it just had to be right.