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This is a request from Indie, who was complaining there wasn't stuff on Jackals, and who wanted some good incest too. I was glad to oblige. It was really fun.

Disclaimer: Do not read this story if you are under the age of 18. All views on religion aren't necessarily my own, more of just the characters, so don't start a religious flamewar, or I swear to fucking god that I'll block each and every one of you. All product names are properties of their perspective owners and are not owned by me. Also, don't read this if you have any qualms about incest. If incest offends you, I kindly suggest you don't read this. I write plenty of other non incestual stories.

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It seemed like another long, boring week for Thomas Logan, his head rested gently on top of his paws, staring directly at the clock on the wall. 2:03:51... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 2:04....

He sighed and smacked his head onto the desk. 11 more minutes to lifelong freedom....

His tail drifted back and forth, brushing the ground gently. Like the rest of his back, it was a salt and pepper mix of scruffy fur. His sides were the same way. Only his chest, which was a grainlike gold, was different. People said it made him look cute, he thought he looked like a bum. His eyes drifted around the bio room one last time before he left it forever. Suddenly his eyes caught a vixen ambling over. Her friends giggled quietly, apparently interested in what she was going to do.

She knelt down and murred. He licked his lips as he stared directly down her loose blouse and bra that was one size too big. "Tom... wanna go out some time?"

He grinned. "No... I'd rather not."

She smiled. "Good, I'll see you- wait... what?"

He rolled his eyes. "Two syllables, Dra-ma. Of course, I highly doubt a high profile jock banger knows what a syllable is."

She blinked. "You're awfully hostile aren't you?"

He boredly blew a black hair out of his face. "No, just realistic and perceptive. I see your friends over there giggling." He cast them a glaring look and they quieted instantly. "And perhaps next time you should put away the 20 dollar bill before you walk over" He pointed to the bill in her paw and rolled his eyes. "However... you're welcome to stay there, I rather like looking down your shirt."

She widened her eyes and her paw flew through the air, headed for his face. "YOU ASS!"

His arm was already up before she finished her angry insult and he blocked it boredly "Predicable too, how nice."

She stormed away and he chuckled. "...And another one bites the dust." He looked up at the clock again. 2:08. "Fuck..."

He was a senior in school, but he didn't quite know what he was going to do next. Still, working with furs certainly wasn't on the list, due to his sarcastic attitude. Many were actually worried for him. Many suspected he was gay for how he treated women. Thus, some clique always sent an envoy to try and tempt him, and each failed miserably. His best friend scooted over next to him. He was a black wolf with a surprisingly thin tail for being a wolf, almost feline. His real name was Joey Marko, but most (affectionately) called him "The Black Cat". Tom smiled and looked over. "Oh hey Blackie."

He rolled his eyes back. "Goddamnit... I wish you wouldn't call me that Tom."

He chuckled. "But you know I will...."

Joey shrugged. "Hmm... true." He shook his head. "But you know you're never going to get girls that way...."

He scowled. "She wasn't really interested anyway."

"True, but you could at least be amicable."

"I'd like a girl who actually has some intelligence and has looks too and isn't just coming over to see if they can get me to go out with somebody."

"Hey, all girls can't be as hot as your sister."

Tom growled. "Hey, don't talk about my sister that way...."

Joey held up his paws. "Hey hey! Don't get hot... I was just paying her a compliment" He smiled. "Come on... you're not all that bad looking, you're a side-strapped jackal, your back fur may be a little messy, but the front is pretty damn hot." He ran a paw through his chest fur. "I mean, come on... golden AND soft..."

Tom grinned. "What are you... gay?"

Joey blinked. "WHOA! No... no... GOD no... Jesus... can't I pay anybody a compliment without getting my ass busted?"

"From the way you described me, you sound like you get your ass busted quite often."

He turned, a frown on his face. "Ha... ha..."

Tom leaned back, a smile on his face. Nobody really knew why he was so antisocial. The only ones who put up with it were Joey and his sister. In fact, Lucy Logan was the only person he had ever been seen being nice to. What they didn't know is how badly his early, innocent school age romances had turned out. Every single girl he had ever been with had left him, broke him, or otherwise just used him. Eventually he stopped trusting them all together, save for his sister. She was always there whenever he got dumped.

Lucy Logan was a side-strapped jackal, just like her brother, except a year older. Her back fur, though still the familiar salt and pepper of jackals, was much smoother than that of her brother's. Her front fur was almost heavenly soft, like your paw would melt through it if you touched it. Her face was even more angelic, with green eyes that, combined with her smile, could rip your beating heart from your body. She had 2 earrings on only her left ear. The other was untouched. She often dressed in punky clothing, her preferred attire including a ripped tanktop that just barely covered her C-cup breasts and skinny jeans that always had a few ragged tears in them. If she had 1 dollar for every time a guy passed her with a hard-on... well... she definitely wouldn't be working a Tim Horton's. At heart she was sweet though, and, like Tom, didn't want to get involved in relationships just for the sake of drama. She still had not found the right guy, though many had tried.

Joey smiled. "Well anyway dude, did you wanna come over tomorrow? We're having a huge party, we'd love to have you along."

Tom grinned. "Sure man, I'd love to go. Haven't been to a party in awhile....

Joey glanced at the clock, 2:13. "2 more minutes... God damn! Faster...."

Tom boredly drummed his fingers on the desk. "We're going to be out of school and into the real world in 2 minutes... I, for one, am not exactly looking forward to that change, sure, it'll be nice not to have school, but this also means that we have to WORK now...."

Joey yawned. "Fuck... there's always a catch...."

Tom stared at the clock again. "Welcome to life, nothing is free, nothing is easy."

He spat. "Bleh... tell me about it. Anyway, the party's at 10, be there."

"10 AM?"

He nodded. They turned together, 2:14:55...6...7...8...9....

...2:15....

The bell had never sounded more sweet and angelic in Tom's life. Every clanging beat of the hammer on the unyielding metal seemed to scream, "You're free! You're free!!!" He slammed his paws on the table, flipping himself over it. He sprinted to the door, screaming in pure delight at the sound. He leapt off his back paws and the momentum carried him straight into the classroom window, which shattered in jagged spikes as his body landed gracefully on the floor, the little snowflakesque pieces of glass floating around him and onto his shoulders.

...Or at least that's how he would have liked it to happen. In all actuality, he simply walked out of the room like a normal fur would. However, upon reaching the hallway he did break out in a sprint, headed straight towards his locker. He dexterously opened the combination lock as if it was a simple toy and threw it open, grabbing his prepared backpack and throwing it on his shoulder with practiced ease. His locker door opened wide and he flew off of his legs in a high jump, one shooting forward and hitting the locker with a deafening crack. The jump kick certainly would make the locker think twice about crossing another student, leaving a giant dent in its surface. Tom did not care in the slightest however. His only priority was getting out of that school as fast as he could. Backpack clinging to his shoulders for dear life, he sprinted out of the school, panting. He reached the parking lot, keys already in hand. He shoved the key into the lock of his car quickly, turning it and opening the door. The keys were already out of the lock before the door had fully opened and he swung inside, buckling his seatbelt without a second thought. He put the keys into the ignition and turned, starter whining. As soon as it caught and the car started up with a roar, he shifted into drive and drove out. This was the first thing since his mad dash from the classroom that he did in moderation, driving at a reasonable speed through the parking lot. This was about to change however as he approached the open road at the intersection. He shifted the car into neutral and grinned. As soon as it was safe to go, he floored it, the engine revving eagerly but the gears going nowhere. He jammed it into drive mid-rev and the tires squealed and deposited copious amounts of rubber directly on the pavement. He cut the wheels and he inched forward onto the road, fishtailing and drifting, smoke pouring from the abused tires. He watched the tachometer carefully, getting dangerously close to redlining. He flailed and drifted exactly towards the direction he wanted to go, jamming it back into neutral. The tires stopped squealing for a second and he lurched. He gunned the accelerator one last time and put it back into drive. The tires caught this time and he lurched forward, his wheels bitterly protesting this kind of treatment. He hurled forward down the street, shifting from 1st to 2nd to 3rd in the course of 2 seconds, leaving a smoking holocaust at the site of his epic burnout. Many people blinked, teachers balked and the schools resident biker dude/teacher cheered and hollered.

Tom grinned all the way down the road, wondering if he overdid it.

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Lucy sat at a booth at the local Red Robin. She was giggling and smiling as she finished off the rest of her Banzai Burger. She burped and laughed, "Oh... my... god... That was the most AMAZING burger, ever!"

Her date, one James Karstead smiled and licked his lips. He was a grey wolf, nothing really special about him, that is, he had no defining marks or anything of that sort, but he was pretty strong looking, you could see a few muscles underneath his shirt. His smile was always warm and happy too, not fake like some people's, he seemed like someone you could genuinely trust. James drummed his fingers on the table gently. "Enjoy your burger sweetie?"

She sighed and slumped down. "Oh god yes... I'm so stuffed...."

He smiled a little wider. "Glad you liked it."

A red sporting waitress leaned down and deposited a little book on the table. "Ok, here's your bill, no rush or anything, just take your time. I can get change if you two wanna split the bill." She smiled widely. "Aww... you two are adorable together..."

Lucy laughed and blushed. "Thank you..." She reached for the bill and James smacked her hand away.

He grinned. "Ah ah ah... I've got it..."

She blinked. "Really? You sure? I've got money?"

He nodded. "Don't worry sweetie, you're worth a few extra bucks, you're so cute..."

She blushed deeper. "Oh James... you're so flattering..."

He put a few bills in the booklet and left 8 on the table. He got up and took Lucy's paw with a smile. "Ready to go sweet?"

She nodded. "Yeah James, let's go..."

They got up together and walked towards the exit. He stopped the waitress on the way out. "I've already got exact change, thanks for the meal."

She smiled friendily like any waitress should. "Alright then, have a nice day you two."

They waved goodbye and they headed out to the car. They headed straight back to Lucy's house and they got out together, standing on her doorstep. James smiled. "So, where's your parents?"

"They're out of town on a business trip 'till Sunday."

He pulled her close and gently planted his lips on hers. She eagerly murred and kissed back, wrapping her arms around him, staying like this for a couple of minutes. He reached towards her thigh and she playfully batted him away. "Easy tiger..."

He chuckled. "Oh my sweet, we've known each other for a while, why don't we take it a little farther, it doesn't have to be strictly sex this week, we could just take it to 2nd or 3rd."

She blushed and looked away. "Sorry James, not right now... I'm not quite ready yet for that...."

Neither noticed the car pulling into the driveway, Tom stepped out quietly, observing the situation. "Please? Believe me, I know a thing or two about making a girl feel REAL good."

She laughed and smacked him very gently, not intending to hurt him, she was just being playful. "No you little tiger... it's only 4th date."

He didn't relent. "Come on... what's wrong with you? Everybody wants sex once in a while, it's only natural."

Lucy frowned. "James, NO. I'm not going to do it until I'm ready. You're sweet and all, but I'm not really sure I could trust you with... that..."

"I'll wear a cond-ACK!!" Tom grabbed him by his collar and growled, staring directly into his eyes.

"She said, NOT INTERESTED." He pushed him back.

He straightened his shirt a little and scowled back. "And who the hell are you supposed to be?"

"I'm her BROTHER." Tom stepped closer, threateningly. "And I'll fucking kill anyone who dares to fuck with my sister."

"Look pal, this is between her and I, so stay out of it."

Tom jumped up and swung his leg around in the air, catching James in the chest and causing him to fly back. He picked him up off the pavement and threw him into the house, pushing him farther up the wall as he held his neck firmly. A bit more pressure and he'd crush his windpipe. James gagged and Tom scowled, a merciless expression in his eyes. He delivered a swift knee to his crotch and he gagged even louder, his eyes bulging out. "Now that the testosterone isn't coarsing through your body, I think you might be able to make a better decision. What are you going to do with my sister?"

He gasped and coughed, speaking in a raspy voice. "I-I'll leave her alone! I'll never come near her ag-gain!"

Tom released him and he fell to the ground, clutching his throat. Lucy rushed over. "Tom! The hell is your problem?"

He turned to his sister. "Lucy, think. He wasn't going to stop. I had to stop him before he got out of hand. He may look nice on the outside, but on the inside, all guys are the same, they just want to get fucked."

James doubled over on the ground. "It's t-true... I only wanted you because you were h-hot... I'm s-sorry..."

Lucy blinked and growled, kicking his side. "YOU ASSHOLE!"

James started to cry on the ground, curling up in a fetal position. Tom and Lucy walked into the house together. Only seconds passed before Lucy began to snivel and before long she was bawling, sinking her face into the couch. "Why? Why doesn't anybody love me?"

Tom rubbed her back, speaking gently. "Hey... don't get worked up about this... you'll find the right guy eventually."

She looked up, a tear threatening to drip from her eye. Her voice was strained from distraught. "When? Fucking when? I've tried and tried, and each time it's been the same, they just wanted to fuck me. The only person who seems to love me is you."

He patted her back and hugged her. "Hey! That's not true!" He thought for a second. "Well, the part about me loving you is, but the rest isn't. You'll find somebody eventually, you just have to be patient."

She cried into his shoulder. "I don't know how much more patient I can be..."

He rested his muzzle on her back and hugged her lovingly. "I'll always be here for you Lucy.... If anybody hurts you, just come to me and I'll take care of it."

She sniffled. "You're so sweet... too bad you're my brother, otherwise I'd want you to be my boyfriend."

He blinked. "Wow... that was... unexpected."

She laughed in that midhysteric way that you always do in the middle of being sad, coming out more as a hiccup than a laugh. "Yeah, that was a bit awkward, wasn't it?"

He nodded. "Quite."

She murred and nuzzled against him. "Thanks Tom, I know you'll always be a true friend." She chuckled quietly. "It's funny... I think I've shared more tender embraces with you, my brother, than I have any other guy."

Tom rubbed her stomach. "Has anybody ever told you how soft your fur is? If there were such a things as angels, I think their fur would be like this."

She blushed. "Okay, that was your turn to be awkward. And what do you mean 'if there was such a thing as angels?'"

"You know that the whole religion thing is utter crap, right? There is no such thing as heaven or hell, our actions here don't affect anything after our deaths. After we die we just rot in our pretty little holes, returning nitrogen and other precious nutrients to the soil. Whether you rape 40 children in their homes and kill 400 Somali orphans or prevent World War III and solve world hunger, our bodies still go to the EXACT same place, the fucking earth to be reassimilated into plants, than primary consumers, then secondary consumers, then tertiary consumers, and when these organisms die, the exact same thing happens. Our bodies literally become hundreds, if not thousands of living things. Life goes on."

Lucy pinned back her ears. "You're depressing..." She sighed. "...but right. I never really did buy into any of that 'God' shit either. No divine entity created everything and rules over our lives. All life is... is a series of carefully orchestrated chemical reactions and electrical impulses that were selected because they allowed the certain organism to work better and survive longer. The meaning of life? The meaning of life is to fuck, make more so they can fuck and make more so those can fuck to make more... there's no fucking meaning to life." She punched the couch. "FUCK! I hate life!" She sighed. "Well... at least thanks for helping me find a topic to vent my anger on..."

He smiled. "No problem."

Lucy sat up, kicking her legs. "So... you find a girl yet?"

He shook his head. "No, girls are drama queens. They obviously haven't figured out the meaning of life yet."

She rolled her eyes. "Tommy.... come on! At least I'M trying."

He turned away. "Bleh, I'd rather just die alone, you know, fight the system."

She bopped his nose. "Fighting the system isn't going to work when 5,999,999,999 other furs are working with the system. You may as well die happy."

He sighed. "Like you... I haven't really found the right girl either. Believe me, a lot of pretty girls have caught my eye, but none are truly beautiful... on the inside."

"Nobody's beautiful on the inside Tommy, they're bloody and mushy."

"Touche."

They sat together for a couple of minutes on the couch. Lucy spoke first. "So... doing anything tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I'm going to the Black Cat's party."

"Oh? What time is that?

"10 AM, he said."

"Try to find a nice girl there... for me?" She batted her eyelashes innocently.

He chuckled and patted her head. "Alright... for you Lucy."

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They spent the rest of the night like normal siblings, bickering about everything.

"I'm pretty fucking sure that 'Dragon Age: Origins' is more important than 'Twilight'!"

...or....

"You did NOT just say that The Beatles sucked!"

...or better still....

"You mention the words 'Vampire', 'Edward' or 'Werewolf' one more fucking time and I'm BURNING THEM ALL!"

...wait for it...

"DID YOU JUST SAY THAT STEPHANIE MEYERS DESERVES A NEWBURY?!"

Eventually, after all their useless squabbles. (Although at one point, he did manage to hold 'Eclipse' hostage.) They sat down and ate macaroni and cheese, since there was nothing in the fridge. They looked at each other and Lucy smiled. "Tom, do you think I'm pretty?"

He choked on a bit. "Well, of course I do Lucy... if you weren't my sister, you're exactly the kind of girl I'd be looking for, you're beautiful on more than just the outside, you got a kind soul too."

"I thought you hated my Vampire addiction?"

"I do, but nobody's perfect."

"Well, then you're obviously perfect."

"Are you calling me a nobody?!"

This of course, led to another round of bickering. This was practically a daily ritual, though none of them ever actually meant any of the things they said. They just looked for a healthy way to release some of their frustrations at not being able to find love. They ate their dinner and they both gave each other a hug before they went to bed, heading their separate ways. Lucy headed to the bathroom, eating a burger and a plate of macaroni is not good for your digestive tract. Tom shouted over to her. "Don't stink up the place Lucy, my bedroom is right next to there!"

"I'll try my best to make it the worst you've ever smelled."

"Do that and I'll put a carcass in your pillowcase."

"You wouldn't!"

Lucy stepped out of the bathroom and peered into Tom's room. He was already asleep, sprawled out over the bed, shirtless, snoring gently. She smiled and tiptoed into his room. She leaned down and hugged him. "Good night bro... you're the best friend a girl could have... they just don't know it yet..." She giggled slightly and padded out, closing the door gently behind her.

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Tom awoke with a yawn. 9:30. It appeared that he hadn't been able to quite break out of the school rythym yet. He shambled into the kitchen, picking up his cell phone. He saw the screen blinking, one new message. He raised an eyebrow, intrigued, and opened it, reading the text.

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From: Black Cat

Time: 06:43 6/26/2010

Yo, sry, but mom fnd out abt party, its a no go, well try l8r.

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He cursed under his breath and put his cell phone back on the table, shambling back off to bed, to get a bit more sleep.

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Lucy awoke with a peaceful yawn, smacking her lips a few times. She checked the clock. 11:06, another lazy Saturday. She put on some slippers and walked down to the bathroom, still rubbing her eyes. She grabbed a towel and some clean clothes and tossed them in a lazy pile on the floor, turning on the water. As soon as she deemed it hot enough, she stripped off her night clothes and stepped into the shower stall. She tugged firmly on the shower curtain, and when that didn't work, she grabbed harder and tugged. "Come on... why won't you... RRRRRRRRRIP!... shit...." She tossed the useless curtain aside. She still had the clear vinyl curtain that prevented the water from getting out, and that's all that mattered. She looked out the doorway and realized she forgot to close it. "Oh damn it!" The door seemed miles away in her sleepy state. "Aw fuck... nobody's home anyway..." She turned on the shower and moaned as the water hit her fur.

She smiled and lathered up her fur, somewhat distracted. She couldn't stop thinking about her brother, her mind kept flashing back to things he said.

"You're just the kind of girl I'm looking for..."

"Has anybody ever told you how soft your fur is? If there was such a thing as angels, I think they'd have fur like this..."

She giggled and lathered her shoulders. "God... this is so wrong..." She shook her head. "Incest is wrong... but..." She looked up directly into the flow of water, sighing. When she snuck into his room last night, it took all her strength not to lean down and kiss him. She had to restrain herself to a hug. At least then she could pass it off as sibling affection.

His words echoed through her mind. "We all go to the same place when we die, no matter what we do in this life."

She huffed. "Fuck it..." Her paws drifted down to her breasts, squeezing them, tweaking the nipples. She murred and moaned, closing her eyes. She imagined Tom standing facing her, fondling her breasts, the water cascading over both of them as he put his strong hands on her body. She lathered up the rest of her body, but that's not what it was like to her. In her mind, Tom was running his paws down her sides, giving her a sensuous massage. She reached around her back, giving her ass a firm squeeze. Imaginary Tom did the same, making her squeal and murr. "Oh Tommy... getting frisky are we?" She reached a single paw to her pussy and she whimpered. "No... no... I can't... I can't Tommy... I-I OH! Yes... I can..." A digit invaded her walls and she quietly whimpered and moaned in pleasure. "Oh Tom! Don't tease me like that...."

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Tom awoke at around 11:15. He heard running water, but none of the other, less innocuous noises coming from the bathroom. "Huh... Lucy must be taking her shower..." He walked out of the room, wearing only his boxers. He headed towards the kitchen, walking past the bathroom. He took about 3 steps past when he suddenly stopped. "Wait a minute..." He turned back and looked at the bathroom. The door was wide open. "No... no way, that's SO wrong..."

The metaphorical little devil popped up on his shoulder. "Come on... haven't you ever wondered what she looks like... au naturel?"

Suddenly he heard a squeal. "Oh Tommy! Fuck me good!"

He blinked. "Did I hear that correctly?"

The devil poked his ear. "I think you did."

Tom winced. "Here goes nothing..." He creeped back towards the bathroom and fearfully peered in. He had to stifle a gasp. She was directly facing him, completely naked behind the clear curtain. He could see everything, her perky C-cup breasts, nipples completely hardened, bouncing slightly as she rode up and down on the shower wall. Her paw was delved deep into her pussy, fucking herself like no tomorrow. "Ah... AHHH! Oh Tom! Fuck me brother! I want to feel you inside me!" She grabbed the shower unit off the hook. Generally used for getting hard to reach places, she turned it up full blast and aimed it straight at herself, only inches from her treasure. She let the water pierce her folds and wash around her, little streams hitting the most sensitive of places. She screamed. "AHHHHH! AHHH! Brother! BROTHER! It feels so good! I want it all! Harder! HARDERRRR!!!"

Tom had to see this fully, he stepped out from his hiding place and stood fully in the doorway, watching her hit orgasm to thoughts of HIM, her brother. She panted and sighed, opening one eye. She suddenly widened them and dropped the shower unit on the tub floor with a loud smack. She stared directly at her brother, who was speechless. "T-Tom?! I thought you were going to the party?"

"It was canceled..." Was all he could manage to say.

"Omigod, omigod! How much did you see?"

He didn't blink. "A-a-allllll of it...."

She shut off the water and collapsed, crying. "Oh fuck! I'm a horrible person... I pawed off to thoughts of my brother!"

He rushed over. "Lucy! Lucy... It's alright!"

She sobbed. "No! It's not alright! It's horrible! It's disgusting, and revolting, and otherwise just WRONG."

Tom looked away. "Lucy... you're not alone..."

"I-I should just d-d..." She looked up. "W-what?"

"I-I've done it too..."

She got up off the floor of the tub, blinking in surprise. "You mean... you... loved me too?"

He nodded. "Lucy... I've always loved you.... I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't get you out of my mind...."

She strolled over, sopping wet. "I... thought I was just being perverted...." She looked down, tears streaming down her face. "You really love me?"

He sighed. "Yes... I was just... too afraid to tell you."

She sniffed and wrapped her arms around him. They stared into each other's eyes for a second, Lucy's sparkling from the tears. She leaned forward quickly, their lips making contact for a fraction of a second. Again, for a little longer, maybe a half a second. She tried one more time, connecting him for a couple of seconds this time. They blinked, a sort of sibling telepathy going on. At exactly the same moment their heads darted together and they gasped and moaned as they locked each other in a kiss deeper than both had ever experienced. Their tongues darted between them, twisting, fighting. Tom released the kiss and Lucy didn't even have the chance to speak before Tom pushed her up against the wall and went straight for her neck, licking and nibbling the soft, wet fur. Lucy whimpered and moaned, moving her muzzle up to allow him access. Her thighs became slicked with more than just water, nether lips parting ever so slightly for mating. Both of their furs were now sopping wet and Lucy blushed. "Tom, stop.... if we're going to go any further, at least let me dry us off."

He nodded and let go. She grabbed a few towels and began to dry herself off all over, tossing a couple to Tom, who did the same. He tossed aside his soaking boxers, releasing his straining member, which the boxers did little to hide anyway. Lucy looked and shuddered, closing her eyes. More secretions meant for lubrication dripped from her pussy. She was becoming very aroused. A towel wiped around her crotch as she stared at him, he not noticing at the moment. She spent a little more time there with the towel as she would have liked, finding her self drying more and more vigorously by the second. She was starting to pant and she had to catch herself and move before she pawed herself with a towel. She finally finished, her soft golden chest fur seeming to glisten in the light. Tom finished soon after and he smiled, moving back over to her. Lucy took his paw and gently pressed it to her breast. "Tom... please?"

He blinked. "You really want me to?"

She giggled. "Tom... I want you to fuck me good and hard by the end of the day, I love you."

He blushed and moved his other paw to her other breast. He squeezed them and rubbed them gently. She squeaked and murred gently, kissing his neck, biting and taking little nips here and there.

Tom growled a little, though happily. The sensation was confusing, normally someone biting him would hurt, but when it was his sister, and when she was gently taking little nips on his neck, he found it very pleasurable. He bounced her breasts, tweaking the nipples and she cried out, her paw raking through his back, arranging the scruffy salt and pepper into neat little rows. Her pussy dripped like a leaky faucet. She finally stepped back, her nipples almost throbbing from their stimulation. She turned around, showing the grayish black salt and pepper that their kind was known for smoothed down. Not a fur was out of place. She held her tail high and wagged eagerly. She bent over teasingly, her paws spreading her treasure wide so he could peer a little inside. She licked her lips, her voice a little sultry. "Come with me... if you dare...." She didn't have to tell him twice, he followed her to her room and she lied on the bed, spreading her legs, showing the wet, slick treasure that enticed him so many times before, though he had found it wrong then. "Tommy... please! Fuck me!"

He crawled on the bed, seeing her breath get faster and faster the closer his cock got to her slit. He looked down, her slit teasing him with the wet sight. He sniffed slightly, the scent intoxicating, he had to get closer. He leaned down and took another sniff, his cock throbbing and his mind completely leaving him for a second as he shuddered and swayed. "S-shit! It makes me... horny..." His mind wandered, only one thing on its mind. A bit more of her juices trickled down, landing down on the bedsheets. "What do you taste like?" He knelt down, his tongue extended and he lapped over the top of her folds as if a dog and a bowl of water.

She shook and squealed. "Oh fuck! That feels great!" He didn't relent, now sticking his tongue deep inside her, wanting to get as much of the sweet taste as possible. He licked relentlessly, tongue collecting what seemed like cups of the juices from her walls. She bucked and her paws traveled to her breasts, squeezing them. "Oh yes! Tommy! More! MORE!" He couldn't go any farther than her hymen, but he noticed a particularly rough patch on the top of her tunnel, seeming like it was pulled tight in all directions. He gave one lick there and he knew he had done something right. Lucy screamed and arched her back, juices flying out of her cunt and splattering on his muzzle. "OHHHHHHHH!"

As she wound down from her orgasm, panting, her tongue lolled out. "Tom... more... I want your cock...."

He pet the side of her head. "You sure?"

"Tommy... I've never been more sure in my life...."

"It's your first time."

"I know you'll be gentle...."

He looked away and sighed. "This is so wrong...."

"We all go to the same place when we die...."

He turned back. "You've got a point.... Still, wouldn't getting pregnant be bad?"

She shook her head. "I'm on the pill, you don't think that Mom would honestly not think about me having sex, would you? She got them for me ever since I was sixteen. Her only request is that I waited until I was ready.... Well... I'm ready now." She took his cock and gave it a few, gentle strokes. "I want it all...."

Tom rubbed her sides. "If you say so." He positioned himself over her and pressed in lightly, Lucy turned away, a scarlet blush on her face. He hit her hymen and he cocked his head. Not saying any words, he was able to ask that final question.

Lucy put on a brave face and nodded. "Let it rip...."

Tom thrust in, hymen ripping with a bit of blood. She yelped and growled. "Ow! OW! FUCKER! Ah! Owwww... Tom, Tom, stop for a second...."

Tom leaned down. "I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?"

She rolled her eyes. "Of course you hurt me! But don't worry, it was inevitable... I just needed to stop for a second and gather myself...." She panted a few times, whimpering, a tear in her eye. She took a deep breath. "Okay... it doesn't hurt anymore... you can go on...."

He started slowly, feeling her stretch to accommodate him. She pursed her lips a little, a submissive whine coming deep from her throat. As soon as he hit her hilt, he retreated back, repeating the process. For a while, the only sounds coming from the house were wet slaps and soft gasps from Lucy, who closed her eyes and ran her paws across his back. Tom sped up, feeling her walls clenching around him. The effect was immediate. Lucy's gasps became deeper, her chest heaving and falling quickly. Ever so slight moans escaped from her muzzle with each thrust, though not strictly in this pattern, occasionally the gasps and moans became sporadic with no particular rythym. Tom towered over her, his paws rested firmly on the bed, his hips moving back and forth as his member slid in and out inside her, getting a little wetter and whiter with each thrust. Lucy whispered in his ear. "Faster Tommy... it feels... amazing...." He obliged, hips moving faster to keep pace. The quiet squishes became wet smacks and her tiny little intakes of breath became true gasps. She squealed a little, gasping loudly and letting out little moans with each time he hilted. "Eh-HUH! Eh-HUH! Eh-HUHH!"

Tom realized that she was a noisy lover. It was going to be difficult to mate her when their parents were home. Fortunately, they were often on business trips together. He chuckled when he realized that business trip was going to soon have two meanings. 1) Their parents are away on business, 2) Tom and Lucy get down to business.

Her knees touched his sides, bowing her self whenever he hit deep inside. Her tongue lolled out as he sped up once more, Tom let out his first noises as he grunted primally whenever he reached the end of a thrust. Lucy's chest heaved quickly, moaning loudly each time his cock passed her clit and G-spot. "Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!"

She bucked into him, her juices flowing around him and coating his cock in little white stripes. "Ooooh! I'm so close baby... fuck me like you mean it brother..."

He panted loudly, his tongue hanging out as he shoved deep inside her. He was at his max pace, slaps echoing throughout the house. Lucy was in heaven. "AhHAH ahHAH! AhHAH!"

Suddenly he slowed down, instead of fucking her brains out, he focused more on power, giving a few last thrusts before he moaned loudly and cum spilled out around his cock, dripping on the bed. This was enough to send her over the edge. You could tell because her moans became less even, instead increasing in intensity. She shuddered and jerked. "Ahh... Ahhhhh! AHH! AHHHHHH! OOOOOOOHHH!!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, her thinner cum spilling out around his thick cock to join his seed. She wound down a little, her breathing irregular. "AHH! Ooohh... oooooohh... ahh... oh-ho-ho-ohhhh...." She murred and sighed. "Ohhhhh brother.... that was amazing...." Her tongue hung out, she was in ecstacy. "I think we both need a shower now..."

Tom smiled widely, a rare sight. "Shall we take it together?"

She moaned and panted, turning her head to the side. "Ohhhh... 5 more minutes mommy...."

He pulled out of her with a squelch, making her wince and shudder. "Oh baby... I'll be right with you, just let me... gather *gasp* myself..."

He nodded and walked out to the kitchen. He looked at the time, 12:30. He had a feeling it was going to be a great day. His cell phone buzzed on the counter. He blinked and looked at it. "Black Cat" appeared on the caller ID. He grinned and opened the phone. "Hey Joey."

"Goddamnit! Why do you ca- wait... did you just say Joey?"

He smiled. "Yes, I did, so what's up?"

"Ah, I just wanted to apologize for canceling the party, my mom's such a douche sometimes...."

Tom shrugged. "It's alright man, I found a girl anyway...."

Joey gasped. "Really? Who?!"

Tom laughed. "I ain't telling you...."

"I thought the only girl you liked was your sister?" Silence... "Finally decided to fuck your sister did you?"

Tom growled. "Hey! That's not funny."

Joey was silent for a second. "Yeah... you're right.... That was way out of line.... Er... if you don't want to tell me, that's fine."

Tom grinned. It took all his will not to burst out laughing at how accurate his guess was. Joey continued. "She has to be pretty great to take your heart though."

He looked back at Lucy, who was standing in the archway, her arms crossed. She strolled over and hugged him from behind, unbeknownst to Joey. Joey was intrigued. "Alright, gimme a clue... do I know her?"

"Yes."

"Hmmm okay.... what species is she?"

He thought. There weren't very many Jackals that Joey knew. "Sorry, can't give you that one, it would give it away."

"So she's unique.... Her age?"

"19"

"Alright... this is still pretty broad. What's her breast size?"

"Look, find someone else to have phone sex with Joey."

Joey laughed over the phone. "Alright! Alright, you win. I'll find out eventually, just you wait!"

Tom covered the mouthpiece. "I sure hope not...."

Joey didn't hear, obviously. "Well, I'll keep you updated via text. See ya." He hung up and Lucy stroked his chest. "Mmm, now, where were we?"

Tom grinned. "Oh, I don't know...." He leaned forward and gave Lucy a kiss, which she eagerly returned.

She licked her lips. "Let's take a shower baby... I want you nice and clean for when you fuck me again...."

He picked her up and she giggled. "Sure, let's go." They laughed all the way to the bathroom.

-The End?