A Pleasant Morning
A nice short story about a pair of siblings, Roscoe and Rosie, celebrating an anniversary.
Roscoe woke to the sensation of someone licking his balls.
Slow to wake and wanting more, the GSD shifted, spreading his legs so that whoever it was had better access. The figure stopped, and Roscoe groaned, wanting more. The tongue returned, dragging long and slow up between his balls and then up his sheath. The tongue pressed down as it licked again, applying more pressure to his sheathed cock.
Moaning, Roscoe had pleasure steadily replace sleep. He didn't want to wake up, not yet, for fear of interrupting his partner. If he woke up, then it would stop.
"Roscoe," his partner sang, her tongue pulling away. "I know you're awake. You only spread your legs for me when you're awake."
Blinking lazily, Roscoe smiled at the person-shaped lump under his blanket. Reaching down, the 16-year-old tossed aside his blanket. He looked down at where his sister lay. At 14, Rosie was already filling out, growing into a shapely woman, just as naked as Roscoe was. A quick glance told Roscoe that she'd tossed aside her clothes before climbing into bed with him. Rosie grinned up at him, slowly dragging her tongue up his cock before kissing the tip. Far from the last time, Roscoe was glad he slept in the nude.
"Happy anniversary," Rosie said. She slipped his cock into her mouth. Roscoe reached down, petting her behind the ears. Rosie moaned around Roscoe's cock, the sound sending ripples of pleasure coursing down his cock and through his body. Locking eyes with her brother, one paw slipped down, between her legs to rub at her pussy. Roscoe's cock jumped at the sight, and he grinned.
"One year, huh?" he said, still petting Rosie. "Can't believe it's been that long."
One year since the storm. Back then, Rosie had gotten scared, and crawled into her brother's bed. Roscoe had been deep asleep, and had had a wet dream, rutting and cumming all over his sister. It had awoken something in both of them, Rosie rubbing her damp lips raw on Roscoe's leg.
Now, Rosie sucked on his cock like an expert, knowing exactly how he liked it. And he knew exactly how she liked to have her pussy played with.
"Come along," Roscoe said, pulling Rosie up and away. "Let me eat you out. Who knows how long we have before Mom and Dad come along. They always want a family outing on weekends."
Rosie pouted, playful, and shook her head. "Mom and Dad got called away before I woke up. Some sort of legal dispute, I didn't read the note that closely. They'll be gone all weekend, though."
"Really?" Roscoe asked, glancing at the door. He turned his attention back onto his sister, grinning sharply. "Then why shouldn't I eat breakfast in bed?"
Rosie placed a paw on Roscoe's chest and pushed back. Roscoe fell onto his back, Rosie leaning against him. "Because I think we should celebrate by having as much sex as possible today, and in every place as possible."
Roscoe's eyes went wide at Rosie's suggestion.
"And," Rosie added, reaching down to tug sharply at Roscoe's dick, making him hiss. She rubbed her damp hand all over his shaft, lining it up with her dripping pussy. "I wanted to start the day off right. With me, riding you."
Rosie sank down onto Roscoe's cock, making him groan. She went slowly, allowing them both to adjust. They rarely had the time to properly fuck each other, only able to give one another oral and hurried pawjobs most of the time, that when they did have the chance, both siblings loved to take it slow.
"No condom?" Roscoe asked, leaning his head up to watch as, ever so slowly, more and more of his cock disappeared between Rosie's folds. "We're running risky this weekend then?"
"Aren't we always?" Rosie asked, eyes closed in bliss. Where Roscoe loved to watch, Rosie loved to_feel_.
Without warning, Rosie dropped down, bottoming out. Roscoe's eyes kept focused on Rosie, looking her over. Her tongue was lolling, head thrown back as she enjoyed the feel of Roscoe's cock filling her, spreading her wide. Her paws came off of his chest, running down her belly as she leaned back. Her lower belly distended, and Roscoe hungrily saw the faint outline of his cock inside her. He reached out, running a paw along Rosie's fur. Rosie's own paw met his own, their fingers twining as they felt where they were both joined, deeply and intimately.
"I want to knot you," Roscoe whispered, reverently. He could see the base of his cock could see where it left his sheath and where it entered his sister. "I want to fill you up until you're round with pups."
"I'd love nothing more than to be knotted," Rosie said, leaning forward. They kissed, long and deep and slow. "I want to have our pups, Roscoe. We have all weekend to make that a reality."
"Then let's get started," Roscoe said, wrapping an arm around Rosie as she began to rut against him, sliding along his cock.