Sibling Rivalry
This alternative-ending story was requested SO MANY TIMES that I decided to go ahead and write it.
Basically, in the third story of my Sly Cooper trilogy (found on FanFiction.net, check my profile for the link to all my stories), I wrote about Sly and Carmelita's two children. I was ASKED to write THIS story by some of my hornier friends and readers... and so I decided to oblige them. This story is about a sexual scene between older sister Carmen and younger brother Conner.
Because Carmen was placed into stasis for several years and because Conner was in a three year coma, they went from being 18 and 14 respectively to being almost the same age.
If you're not into that sort of thing, I have other stories for you to read. Alrighty then. Enjoy
SIBLING RIVALRY
Conner and Carmen Cooper
By: Another furvert in the fandom...
Based off of: DAWN OF PROGENY by Kit Karamak. This story takes place a few days after the end of DoP.
Conner ran his fingers through his hair, looking out his bedroom window. The now-seventeen-year-old boy stood there, gazing out at the snowy Alps. He sighed in thought, reflecting on all that had happened over the last several months then removed his t-shirt and tossed it on the bed to get ready for his shower.
For some reason, he couldn't get Karla's offer off of his mind. She'd been right... he should have acted while he had the chance to lose his virginity to two women, together. The thought of what it might have been like was already unfolding in his mind. Finally, the raccoon picked up his bathrobe and left his room. He leaned over the loft banister and paused to listen. His parents weren't home yet from their trip to Lyon. He could only imagine they had a great deal of paperwork to file to prove they weren't dead, unlock their credit history and validate their claims of being alive in the financial world. They would probably have to fill out paperwork for Conner, too, as well as bring home stuff for Carmen to fill out.
He continued down the hall to the 'large' bathroom, his favorite in the house, and drew off his boxers then pushed them into the metallic laundry shoot built into the wall. Head down, he stepped into the bathroom and nudged the door closed with the heel of his foot. Conner's nose twitched then his head lifted. His jaw dropped and he froze, facing Carmen who stood in front of the glass shower stall, bent over with her tail up in the air. She was using a fingernail to scrape trapped fur strands that clogged the drain.
Carmen pinched the wad of wet fur in her fingertips, stood up and turned around only to freeze in surprise. "You're home?" she asked, quickly noting his matching state of undress.
"I thought you were..." He blinked, nodded to her question and said, "I'm so sorry. Ladies first, Carmen. I must really be in a daze to have not heard water running or picked up on your scent. I'm so sorry." He un-bunched his robe and held it against his stomach. The bottom dragged the floor, covering everything from the boy's naval to his feet. "I didn't mean for you to see me like this - I... I put my stuff in the laundry shoot."
She nodded slightly and drew her lower lip between her teeth. "Don't be sorry, hon. You didn't do anything wrong. I forgot to lock the door but... y'know, I didn't think anyone would be here this afternoon. I'm sorry you walked in on me, I know I'm not like Dawn or Karla, heh."
Conner balked. "What does that have to do with anything? Look at you; you're gorgeous - why would you compare yourself to Dawn or Karla?" he blinked twice then added, "I'll have you know that my sister is beautiful and to suggest anything less is an insult to me!" He offered her a nervous smile. "Honestly. Don't say negative things like that."
"I..." She wanted to chastise him for being sweet to her in this situation but his words made her feel good inside. "Thank you. That's nice to hear." She brought her paws up to her chest, covering herself. "Why... are you... uhm... why are you at attention?" She offered a hint of blush.
"Oh...!" His eyes lowered to the robe then lifted again. "I was thinking about something when I was in my bedroom; I didn't mean to offend you." He blushed furiously in reply. However, he was reluctant to admit that it was Dawn and Karla after she just compared herself to them seconds prior.
"Is that so?" She waved a dismissing paw. "I'm not offended - it's natural. Besides, women prefer seeing a man at attention to seeing a man flaccid and shriveled up. Don't think I'd be offended by you being my brother, either... I'm honest enough to tell you that you've grown into a handsome looking young man. I mean... geeze, you've always been my kid brother but then I wake up and you've grown, matured and..." She tilted her head, bringing a paw to push her hair back from her eyes then she recovered her breasts. "Do you seriously have a knot? Did I see that right?"
Conner retained his fierce blush. "Yeah, uh... you noticed that fast? It's uh... not supposed to be fully... y'know... I mean... I don't know. Is that natural? I thought it shows itself during, you know... intimacy." He peered behind the robe, looking himself over.
"No, silly, Kalen is a canid... a jackal... I could tell by the swell of your sheath that you have one... I guess it's the fox blood from mom. I didn't know you'd have one of those because you came out looking so much like dad... and raccoons don't have those. It's bigger than... well... I'll hush. I don't want to be the one offending you."
Conner laughed, turning his head to the side to give her privacy. "No, no. I'm the inexperienced one. If you say it's big, I'm not offended. I'm, you know, not offended or anything," he repeated himself then said, "I'll be in my room; I didn't mean to barge in on you like this. My mind was wondering. Besides, the last thing you need to worry about is your kid brother ambling around in the fur, right?" He chuckled inwardly.
"Silly boy," she replied, backing herself towards the shower stall door.
The teenager melted over the term of endearment for some reason, "Yeah... I'm that. Don't, uh, use all the hot water, goofy girl."
She grinned stealing another glance at his figure, unsure as to why she felt drawn to look. She deduced that it was because he was the second nude male she'd ever seen in person, which tickled her curiosity. "That I am... but you're not my 'kid brother' anymore. I was frozen and you grew up. You're a man. Dashing, full of confidence and striking - to use your word... gorgeous. You'll be a lady killer - no wonder you've got the eyes of girls like Dawn and Karla and whoever else."
"Me?" he asked incredulously, glancing back at her only to quickly look away again. "Sorry."
She shook her head, backing the rest of the way into the shower but still covering her chest. "It's fine; jeeze. It's just a body. You've seen'em before, right? Nothing new or different. You should be proud of yourself. Lift your chin, stand tall and have some pride. You grew into a really good-looking guy, not to mention you have a great personality and you're honest and sincere. Girls love guys like that."
"Did Doctor M brainwash you? Women are the fairer of the sexes. I appreciate the compliments... a lot. I mean I really appreciate hearing you say this stuff... but c'mon. You're amazing. Brains and Beauty - it's no wonder that Kalen is so pressed over you. Don't sell yourself short... just... you know... don't use all the hot water up, either."
Carmen laughed. "Jesus," she said. She barged out of the shower, grabbed his wrist then guided him into the shower. "You earned it - you saved the family and the world and the family vault... everything. Have some hot water, honestly, it's okay, ya goober."
"No, no, I insist, ladies go first... I'm just joking with you." However, he found himself pushed right under the hot faucet. He reacted as if suddenly receiving the best back scratch ever. "Ooo... hording all the hot water for yourself... God I missed this shower. He reached to the digital panel on the wall and touched a button. A faucet directly across from him came to life, directing hot water from both sides. "This shower is just so freakin awesome and... I'm sorry. Get in here. I'll go dry off and wait."
She stood in front of the glass door and brought her paws to her hips, mock glaring at him. Then, casually, she brought her paws back to cover her chest. "Using both faucets will use up the hot water, you goon." She jokingly shoved him back and stepped in the dual stream. "Outta my way, underling!" A grin tugged at the corner of her muzzle. "Sibling rivalry isn't dead, after all!"
Conner offered a mock gape of shock then shoved her back and stepped into the hot liquid warmth. She put her shoulder against his chest and shoved back against him so that the two raccoon hybrids were vying for space beneath the hot water. He shoved back until both of them were standing in the twofold stream that came from both sides of the stall.
"Fine, we both win," he snorted in faux disdain. "But the true winner of a war is he who has the biggest foothold of battlefield space. I claim this side in the name of Cooper."
"Then it belongs to me, too," she retorted, sticking her tongue out at him. "Christ, look at us... we're both grown-ass adults, standing here, fighting over a solid meter of standing room... then again, you did say 'ladies first', so maybe I should be the winner... and you should stand over there... cold and wet while I bask in the glory of whatever hot water I wish to use up."
"I see your evil plan, this side is all mine," he returned with a grin.
"At least you're not ugly."
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked.
She shrugged. "If I'm going to stand in a shower with a guy, he has to at least meet a qualification in the 'looks' department. Hmm..." she paused then frowned. "That sounded shallow, huh?"
"What can I say, I've always been attracted to you after all." ?
She blinked and tilted her head, semi-leering at him. "Pardon?"
He lifted his paws defensively, "Not how I meant it to sound. I mean you're very attractive. I know there are different levels of being attractive and, in my opinion, I think you're a very good-looking woman. I mean if I was Kalen I'd date you, too."
"No, you wouldn't," she said, her voice dropping. "He and I are taking a break, Conner. He thinks that a relationship like ours was going to hurt me in the end... He thinks that I should have children and raise a family and know what that's like first... because it's something he can never offer to me... so... he's off on a mission right now... and I'm single again."
The teenage boy's eyes widened. "He broke it off with you?" He watched her nod then look down with a forlorn expression. Not knowing what else to do, he gently wrapped his arms around her and hugged her. "I'm so sorry." He rather suddenly stepped back and murmured, "Not appropriate behavior when clothes aren't involved... sorry about that, too."
She rolled her eyes and glared. "Stop apologizing. You've said "I'm sorry" like fifty freaking times since you first walked in here. Jesus. You didn't do anything wrong, so stop acting like you did. And clothes or no clothes, a hug is a healing gesture."
He embraced her again. Silence. They stood together under the hot water spray. After a moment, she grew more comfortable and placed her head on his shoulder then said, "I understand why he feels that way... I just don't pursue other males like that... how do I raise a family and devote time and attention to someone and our child... then go back to Kalen all of a sudden, while I'm still young enough to... ugh, I just don't get his logic. It would make more sense for him to stay with me... then we could select a sperm donor from a bank or something... and I could have a child with him. I mean... Sometimes men don't think."
Conner gently released her, turned away from her then held his now-wet robe away from the water and wrung it out. He twisted it up tightly a second time then tossed it over the top of the shower stall. It draped across the sink, damp from water. "I sorta' forgot about that," he murmured.
"Oh, sweetheart, it's all wet now... I'm sorry I was being playful like that and shoved you under the water - I wasn't thinking. I guess we girls don't think sometimes, too."
Laughter was his reply. "No, it's fine, honestly. You going to be okay? I don't have to tickle you to make you smile again, do I?"
She smiled in reply to his threat, albeit very slightly. "No, no..."
He brought a paw to her face, "See? Look! A smile... I made you smile! I'm the greatest!" He placed both paws on either side of her face, pretending to squeeze her cheeks. Her head lowered, not ready to make eye contact just yet... Her gaze found its way back to his surprisingly healthy-sized endowment. "Christ you're built."
"Pardon?"
She shrugged and lifted her head with a nervous chuckle. "I bet Dawn has no complaints. I'm sure you keep her warm all night."
"Oh, uh... well I'm still a virgin, actually. She's got this small hangup... when I was in a coma, she dated around... and now she said she'd feel inadequate to take my virginity when she's far from a saint. I guess I'm in a somewhat similar situation to you... my significant other wants me to come back to them when I have sufficient life experiences."
"Christ Almighty," she muttered. "So we're both supposed to go out bar hopping until we find someone to fuck... then, and only then... we get back the ones we really want? What kind of crap is that?"
This time, he shrugged. "It takes me a long while to become comfortable enough with someone. It's not about dating for any set amount of time... I just have to have a certain comfort level before I can think about sex with them... I don't want to be judged or anything like that... and I have to know I can trust her... all that stuff. I have to know she's clean; I have to know she's a good person. I can't just ...maybe I should just try to push passed that hangup and find someone and do the damn deed, huh? It's just... difficult."
"I know how you feel," she replied with a firm nod. "I'm the same damn way." She shrugged gently. "Family curse, I guess. Look how many years it took for mom and dad to feel comfortable enough with one another that they could look passed their differences and start a relationship? Seriously. Where are we going to find someone that we know won't judge us... we know loves us for who we are, but won't be upset when we move on, back to our old mates... without breaking any hearts... Dawn and Kalen's demands seem silly."
"I could always lie about my experience," he said, adding, "You can still become a surrogate mother or... whatever. We don't have to bar hop our way into one night stands."
"It's hard to fake losing your virginity because if you guys start to fool around and you act like you don't know what you're doing... she'll know. Besides, I don't want to raise a baby alone."
"I'll help you," replied Conner. "It'll make a man out of me. So far as my lie... I guess you're right."
Carmen nodded in silence.
"It's like... if we were ancient Egyptian Royalty, we could just hook up, solve one another's problems then go back to our old mates with no problem."
"We are Egyptian Royalty, dumbass. It just goes back a long damn way. Besides, you might have an idea, there. I can tell you whatever you need to know about a woman's body so that Dawn won't know the truth. Do you know what a clitoris is? Or are you really in the dark?"
He pursed his lips together. "I know what it is, but I don't know what I'm looking for or how to know if I've found it, or how far inside it is."
"No, no, you're thinking of the g-spot. The clit is outside. It's a nub that you can touch and roll, lick or grind against to get the girl off. The g-spot is another erotic place to work, but it creates a different type of orgasm for the girl. Boy, I thought this was somehow public knowledge or something - I'm sorry."
He chuckled with a shrug but blushed all the same, nervous to be talking about this sort of thing with his sibling. "Kind of like you didn't know I had a knot... now you know. But that still doesn't tell me what a clitoris looks or feels like. I'm not down with hiring hookers but I guess I'll have to lower myself to that level if I want to learn... after all, the Romans did it to teach their sons how to 'please their future wife'."
"I'd kick your tail if you did that. Don't be a moron. Christ, I'd step in and offer myself long before I let you go and get a disease from some flea-ridden bitch walking the streets. Don't be stupid."
"I... all right, I'm sorry, I didn't know. I'm just trying to think of ideas, here."
Frustrated by his naivety, she grabbed his paw firmly and forced his hand. She brought his fist to her groin then pried his index finger from his fist and said, "Loosen up or you'll hurt me, because you have to be gentle."
Conner licked his lips and nodded shyly. His paw loosened up and she brought his finger to her slit, little more than an inch beneath her pink-skinned mound where her body fur was too light to see or feel. Once his finger eased between the folds, she pressed her fingertip overtop of his. "Give it a moment. It's like a cock, sort of... it needs blood to harden up, or else you won't be able to find it. Stroke up and down very lightly, give it a second."
"Like... like this?" He began to work his finger up and down. To her surprise, his touch was both gentle yet firm. "But is that the only place it feels good to rub?"
"No, sometimes you have to rub the front door to get a girl excited. Once she's wet, her clit usually comes out of hiding, ready to play. Stimulus is more than just one finger in one erogenous spot, hon. It's a lot of things - it's a kiss on the neck in just a certain way... it's a caress on the breast or an incredible, deep, passionate kiss. It's warm breath and a deep murr on the girl's earlobe. Erotic stimulation can be... Jesus, listen to me... I sound like some sort of sex teacher."
"Okay, kind of like a guy likes to have his cock rubbed, his balls caressed... not just any one specific thing... are you sure you okay with this? I'm not being too forward am I?"
She paused for a moment, gave the situation some thought then... she released his paw. She saw his expression dim slightly. The girl offered a gentle smile then reached for the shower door and, to his surprise, she pulled it closed, latched it then said, "Try rubbing lower before you go after the clit again. It was... probably too sudden of a jump and she's being shy," said Carmen in reference to her clitoris.
"Call me old fashion, but it doesn't seem normal to rush right into fondling. Shouldn't there be a better way to build up? I mean, like... kissing and stuff?"
"You want to kiss me?" she asked, quirking her brow. "That's a little... far, don't you think?"
"Well, no, not really. Unless, of course, you don't like kissing... which is perfectly fine, I'm just saying."
"No, no, I love kissing. It's the best part of foreplay and sex. I've just... kissing my brother, you know? I mean... I've just... well..." She shrugged a little. "Actually, kissing turns me on the most. Maybe, if we try it, I can show you what I mean by stroking a clitoris... you won't find the damn thing unless I'm aroused enough for 'her' to come out of hiding."
"Right, so..." He lifted his paws and cupped either side of her face. "Like this, right? I mean..."
Her jaw opened. "Holy shit, you've never kissed a girl before?"
"No, no of course I have! I just... didn't want you to feel awkward."
"You've got your paw in my crotch; the awkwardness is long passed, babe. Just... do what you know how to do and we'll start from there."
He cupped her face firmly, tilted his head and kissed her. Their lips meshed together and, before long, he opened his muzzle and brushed her lips with his tongue. She opened her maw and began to suck on his tongue tip, causing him to become fully aroused until his girth brushed against her thigh.
Conner's paws came down to her hips. One began to roam up her back, the other began to lower. He broke the kiss but didn't pull back. Instead, his muffled words were offered against her lips. "Is... this okay? Are you okay with me touching?"
She grinned at his polite attitude and the respect he showed to her body. After a slight pause, she nodded then leaned back into his kiss, speaking against his lips. "Just do what feels natural. I like being touched, anyhow." She placed a paw against his chest, her other one lowered until the backside of her wrist brushed his cock but she was still too nervous to touch it outright.
His paw cupped her ass, pulling her firmly against him while they deepened their intense kiss. Hot water ran between his fingers, streaming down her backside. She murmured softly against his lips. Again, she brushed the backside of her wrist against his sex, followed by the backside of her paw.
Conner removed his fingers from her mid back, reached down and captured her wayward paw, then guided her fingers to wrap around his cock. It was thicker than it looked and she blushed into the kiss, feeling flush from the rush of blood throughout her body. Now she was wet for sure. She guided the tapered, thick tip to her slit and rubbed it against her clit just to warm herself up.
Meanwhile, the paw on her ass closed around the base of her tail, gripping. For some reason it turned her on further. Again, she broke the kiss just enough to speak muffled tones against his maw. "Remember when we were kids and I made you play house with me? I was always the mommy and you were the daddy? We walked around the house with my baby dolls in a stroller then I'd make you lay'em in a crib and force-teach you how to change one... We were playing husband and wife... I even faux kissed you before sending you off to your make-believe-job. Funny how it all comes full circle, huh?"
Conner chuckled softly. "I remember when I ran off to play video games and mom asked me if I was going to pay child support or be a bum dad. Of course, I was too young to understand her joke until years later but by then I never gave it any thought."
She started to giggle but his touching was finally starting to work. She captured his paw and brought it down, brushing his manhood aside. She took a finger and placed it against her clit, the giggle fading into a delicious moan. She murred, guiding his finger over the sensitive nub. "Feel it now?"
"You bet I do," he murmured, trying to contain his instinctual excitement. Immediately, he began to rub up and down at first... then he started a semi-circle motion, only to note that it drove her crazy with sensual pleasure. She writhed, on the verge of whimpering. After another moment, she guided his paw lower and whispered to him.
"Push your fingers in... feel."
He did as instructed. His fingertips eased over the spongy-textured flesh of her g-spot, quick to realize how it affected her. She shuddered hard and her lush little pussy lips clinched over his fingers in a caressing fashion. Rather suddenly, he longed to feel his cock inside of her. He struggled to maintain his composure, willing to wait it out by rubbing her a little longer, but he leaned forward and whispered into her ear. "God I want you... is that wrong of me?"
She leaned forward, speaking against his neck. "The only thing I can't figure out... is why you haven't already taken me, tied with me... pushed me up against the wall or down on the ceramic floor tiles... why you're not yet inside of me." Her words were explosive, causing his mind to race. She continued to tease as only a woman could do to do a man. "I mean, as of right now... I'm turned on... I'm about to get off really hard... At this point, I don't care if you mount me from behind or put my legs up, spread them and take me in the missionary position. I just... need to be filled. I have urges and desires and fantasies, just like everyone - don't hold back or be shy, Conner. Take me. Have your way with me. Please... please me."
He nodded, flushed in the face. He guided her to her back, beneath the warm stream of water coming from the back and front of the stall. He took her legs and, just the way she'd described, he lifted her ankles and placed them on his shoulders. Her paws excitedly lowered, taking his cock and guiding it forward until his tip brushed against her creamy entrance.
Conner's head lowered, watching as the tip of his cock began to slide into her, stretching her walls apart to accept his girth. Those lush folds, plump and rosy in hue, accepted him with a firm, moist caress. She murred softly as he glided further in... yet he couldn't tear his eyes away from the scene of penetration. He remained kneeling before the woman, his sister, who lay upon her back, legs up on his shoulders, and head back on the tiles with her hair fanned out around her. She looked incredible like this.
Carmen locked her ankles behind his neck and pulled him forward then reached for his hips. "Go all the way," she murmured. "Please."
Conner's lower lip trembled from how hard his heart was pounding. He took her by the hips, inching his knees closer. He straddled her tail. Finally, he pushed his hips forward, gliding all the way into her until the swell of his growing knot met her crotch. She swooned and it turned him on further. He eased back then bucked forward again, filling her once more. Again, she cried out in pleasure. With every thrust, her breasts shifted, perched upon her chest. Conner continued to sink into her with calm, hard motions, pistoning her deliciously comfortable body.
She moaned again then, in a sultry voice, asked, "How does it feel?"
"...Like home," he said, adding, "God it's as good as I hoped it would be. Should I go harder or faster?"
"Whatever you want; just take me, lil' brother."
She arched her back, grinding her sex against him with every forward push. She shuddered, writhing listlessly below him. She watched the expression on his face as he watched their joining by gazing down at the scene of his cock gliding into her. Her words were foreign and taboo but the way in which she said them added a dark sensuality to their forbidden act.
For the first time in a while, his mind wasn't on Dawn or Karla. He bucked his hips firmly, increasing in pace. She grinded herself upwards against him to receive each thrust and she bared down to clinch her flesh around his cock to milk his raspberry wand each time it disappeared into her pussy. She whined with each withdraw and cooed at the return thrust of his pulsing flesh.
The two mates panted together under the hot water. He moved his paws over her body, first gripping her hips to steady her then cupping her breast in his palms. She brought her paws up, placing them upon his. With a guiding touch, she instructed his fingers in the proper way to knead her breasts. The firm but passionate tactile connection brought her greater pleasure; she arched her back, pushing her crotch against his body and crying out all the same. In the midst of being ravaged, she begged for more. "I want to feel it, Conner! Put it in!"
Her words brought a hint of rosy blush to the flesh beneath his facial fur. He nodded in understanding and arched his body forward, forcing the broad expanse of his knot into the delicate - yet dew-drenched petals of her luscious little flower. Carmen's creamy sex stretched to accept, bringing about a loud groan from the girl's body. As his knot continued to sink further into her, her groan evolved to a scream of ecstasy. Maddened by the passion and pleasure, she locked her ankles behind his neck. Her thighs shook from muscle spasms and the most intense orgasm she'd ever experienced made her body feel in a way she'd never felt before. The sexual bliss was equally overshadowed by the passionate pleasures and carnal sensations she normally only flirted with in the past, when in Kalen's bed.
Too enraptured to ponder the reason for feeling this way with Conner instead of Kalen, she simply surrendered to the throes of such exquisite physical feelings and allowed her body to enjoy it by shutting out her mind for the time being. It was then that lewd subconscious words poured from her mouth. "Fuck me, Conner! Fuck your sister; that's it! God, my brother is such a good fuck - I've needed this so bad... cum in me! I want to feel your seed gushing in me, baby; I want it - I need it! Please!" She writhed listlessly and bucked up against his body, meeting each thrust in perfect rhythmic unison.
Conner continued to rail her wildly; his balls slapped against that tightly puckered rear entrance just beneath the hilt of her tail, which lay limp between his ankles on the tile floor. It was fluffed up yet weighed down by water on the fur. His cock was engorged - swollen to the thickest extreme by the nearness of his climax. Her words drove him mad with lust. The compulsion to answer her lascivious little one-liners became too great. "It's too late to pull out, now... if you want my seed, here it is. I'm going to give you every drop, Carmen!" Again, he gritted his teeth, only seconds from a release he now desired so desperately.
"That's it," she goaded. "C'mon, baby brother... shoot it in me! Be a good boy and fill me up!"
Again, her words were intoxicating, despite how gauche and awkward they sounded, reverberating against the back of his brain. Right now, those words were hypnotic. He reached for her hips again, gripped them tightly then slammed his body up against her. A thick load of gooey pearl erupted into her body like a hot geyser. After a very brief pause, he began bucking again. The tip of his swollen cock continued to slam against her cervix. His massive knot ground against the spongy-textured flesh of her g-spot. The sensations made her eyes cross then clinch tight.
Her legs dropped from his shoulders then came back together on either side of his torso, clinging to him. She tightened her thighs together, overtaken by the erotic bliss. Her ankles crossed once more behind his lower back. She pushed her heels against his rump and pulled his hips into herself with one last cry of sexual stimulation. They had an overlapping-yet-combined orgasm, cumming in a synchronized release pattern. As they came together, they both cried out together.
Conner drove into her, with all his might, one last time then drew his arms around her and held her tightly. She locked her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, holding him to her body as the sheer intensity of her pleasure continued to wash over her form. They both began panting together, each having realized that, for a mere instant, they'd both held their breaths together, if only for a brief moment.
He began to grind gently, still able to feel the sensation of his pulsing cock as his seed continued to flow into her for several long seconds. The sensations caused by his errant grinding caused her to squirm from the over-stimulation of his body against hers. However, due to being tied together, they were bound to one another for the time being.
"Oh my God," she breathed softly against the side of his face. She panted again then paused to add, "I've never had multiples like that before. And wow, do you ever come a lot." She leaned up and whispered into his ear. "I'm ovulating. Should we go with a 'Plan B' pill?"
He could see in her eyes and hear in her voice that she wanted to please Kalen by having a baby... He shook his head and smiled at her tenderly. "We'll tell mom and dad that it belongs to Kalen. Tell Kalen that you chose to take him up on his demand with the only man you trust to raise a baby - he's immortal and will understand because it's been prevalent in the past, like... monarchies and such."
"Are you sure? You want to do this with me?"
"If I didn't, I wouldn't be inside of you, Carmen."
She grinned in reply and whispered, "What if you didn't get me pregnant this time?"
He licked her lips and brushed his nose against hers. "Then we'll just have to do this again and again until we're absolutely sure."
She shuddered, hearing his take-charge tone. "You're amazing in bed... You have my permission to have your way with me anytime you want. Don't worry, I won't tell Dawn."
He shook his head. "She wanted me to have a three-way with Karla... If it's brought up to her the right way... I mean, we could probably just tell her I donated sperm to you or... something. Tell her it was to make Kalen happy."
Carmen licked her lips. "Maybe I'll just seduce Dawn and have you join in when she's comfortable with it... then we don't have to hide anything from her. Dawn's a real cutie by the way. You have great taste in women." She uncrossed her ankles and lowered her legs to either side of his hips then turned her head to breathe so as not to get any of the residual shower spray in her mouth or nose.
"You're bi, too?"
"Yeah, I am," she said with a grin. "Haven't you ever been curious about it?"
He paused then nodded slowly. "Yes, but I've never found the right guy to... you know..."
"Kalen is," she murmured softly. "And he's beautiful for a man. Very effeminate figure. Perhaps we can gently coerce Kalen and Dawn to join us so that they'll have no room to judge what we've done with one another. Just a thought." Carmen trailed off and leaned up to kiss him again.
Conner responded by pushing his tongue firmly into her muzzle, immediately keyed up by the passionate make out session. He began to draw his hips back, wanting to take her in a different position.
However, Carmen broke the kiss and shook her head rapidly. "Too soon, too soon, sweetheart. Knot is too big." She reached a paw down and used her fingers to help with a very slow, gentle dislodge. His enormous lump at the base created a wet 'POP' sound as he became free of her. She sighed in semi-relief only to be surprised when he rolled her over and growled playfully.
"Let's try you on top or maybe from behind."
With a giggle of delight she sat up and cupped either side of his face. "Let's do both. We've got all night."
"We do?" He quirked a brow in confusion.
"Mom texted me an hour ago... they have so much to do in Lyon, she doesn't want to make two trips so they're staying the night at a luxury hotel. You really wanna have sex with me again, already? When Kalen gets off that's it... he's done."
Conner shook his head. "No, I definitely want more."
"I like this take-charge attitude," she said with a brilliant smile. She'd never had sex twice in a row before. "How do you want me? Kneeling? Perhaps you'd like me to go down on you?"
He nodded in reply to her last question. "A blow job would be amazing but... I'd like to try with you on top next... Take control, I don't mind. I'd like to see what it's like to be on the bottom."
She nodded twice then guided him back on the tub. "Be glad we have such a large hot water heater." Carmen lowered her head and took his cock into her muzzle. The hybrid vixen's smooth lips and moist tongue made him shiver in delight. Before long, she felt the tapered tip of his pulsing cock against the back of her throat. She went slowly so as not to gag. Once the cocktip passed behind her uvula, the sensation of wanting to gag went away and she lowered her head again. Just to tease, she swallowed, causing her throat to constrict around the first three inches of his dick, massaging that tip.
Conner whined in pleasure and surprise. "Oh my God I didn't know it was supposed to feel that good, Carmen!" It was then that he came to realize why the tip felt so tight. He eased up on his elbows, watching the bulge in her throat. She... was deep-throating him. One paw went to his balls, rubbing and caressing that plump, furred sack. A finger slid forward, rubbing against her brother's tightly puckered rear entrance just to tease him with sensation. He writhed in reply, offering a hissing sound of pleasure.
Her other paw slid down to rub her clit. She continued to bob her head, simulating the sensations of sex. From the fingers on her clitoris, she caused herself to moan - the vibrations of her voice brought about a masculine whine, which made her shudder.
Carmen lifted her head, releasing his cock from the deep-throat hold. She moved up over him and straddled his hips then took hold of his throbbing manhood and lowered herself upon it. She came instantly, drenching his dick in cream. Arching up on her knees, the vixen-framed half-breed lifted herself back to the tip only to drop back down forcefully. Her jaw dropped, her eyes widened and she cried out from the sensation of the knot inadvertently popping back into her body. It was intense and the pleasure was beyond comparison.
He cried out in pleasure and she leaned forward until her breasts were rubbing either side of his face. "God, I want you so bad, Conner. Knock me up. Make me yours - impregnate me. I need you to complete me, baby - I want more of your seed in me."
"Nghh, I hope I can cum again, Carmen."
He bucked his hips up, shoving that hard prick up into her as deeply as he could manage and felt the most curious sensation. It was like pushing through a barrier of some sort. She dropped another half an inch but it was physically and sensually obvious that he'd gone deeper... Her eyes widened, realizing he must have worked his way through the cervix muscle... "God you're deep... it's like you're all the way in my womb if that's even possible."
She began to ride him firmly, brushing her breasts against either side of his face just to have sensation against her sensitive globes. Her tail, wet as it was, began to thump against the tub floor between his ankles. She gritted her teeth, slamming her body down on him aggressively. The thrusting and working of her hips lasted for ten long minutes and yet, even after she reached release four more times, he was still no closer to cumming than he was when they changed position.
Carmen got an idea and stuck a finger into her muzzle, soaking it with saliva. She reached her paw down, behind herself, and eased it between his thighs. It only took a few seconds before she found his tail hilt then his tail hole. The puckered star offered resistance to her finger but, soaked with saliva, it was slippery and she managed to worm her finger into him.
The boy's jaw dropped. She managed to push her finger further into her brother's backside until her finger met his prostate. His eyes widened and he moaned in the deepest, most sensual and satisfying way she could have ever hoped to imagine. Seeing that the trick worked, she began gently pumping her finger into his rump while riding him. She leaned forward again, brushing her breasts against his face then cooed when he captured a nipple with his lips.
Several more minutes of fingering and riding brought Conner to his fully swollen size again. She whined to him, "That's right, Conner... cum for me. Fill your sister's pussy - feels good doesn't it? Give me a baby, Conner... knock me up with your cubs. I've never wanted anything more than this and I want it now, lil' brother."
"God that feels good," he wheezed in pleasure. "I never thought it would feel like that... don't stop, I'm so close now! I'm going to fill you, I promise!"
She leaned forward and kissed him. Her breasts settled on either side of his neck. In a muffled tone against his lips, she told him, "I'll even use a strap-on if you just cum in me, please!"
"I'm not sure if I'm ready for..." his words were cut off by the insertion of her tongue into his mouth. This time, he suckled softly on her velvet-soft pink tip. She continued to work his body, riding his cock, fingering his rump and using her free paw to rub his chest. Her breasts rested on either side of his neck while she kissed him so firmly. He tensed up and his toes curled. His tail fluffed up, despite the water in his fur. He came again, although less than before, but noticeably enough for her to feel that warmth geyser up into her body like last time. It triggered one more wallop of an orgasm for her.
Carmen withdrew her paw from his backside and hunched down. Kneeling on either side of his hips, she was in a semi-fetal position. She rolled from left to right, wildly stimulated then, after a few moments of soft rocking, she became very still. Conner began to move but she whined for him to stay still. "T-tender," she mouthed into his ear. "Don't move... need a minute. Stay still." She clung to him but her body language suggested that she'd have rather rolled over and lay there for a minute or two... but because of his knot, she couldn't yet dislodge.
However, after cumming twice, his knot went down quicker than before... and, after a few moments of not moving, she managed to ease off of his cock. Carmen rolled away and lay on the floor. "Make it cooler," she murmured.
Conner stood up, quickly washed his crotch off then dialed into the control panel on the luxury shower unit. He set it to dual climate control so that one nozzle was lukewarm then he pointed it down towards her. She lay there just panting with a satisfied glow. Meanwhile, he stood up and began to wash his hair while watching her.
"Carmen, you're just... it's hot to see you like this. You know, after you take a break, I'm going to have to see what this whole 'doggy style' thing is about." ?
She patted her paw on the bottom of the shower stall. "Tapping out," she practically whimpered. "Just... need a moment. Never had it... that much before. Could... definitely get used to it though." She panted three times then added, "If you were any bigger, you'd have broken me in half," she said in a rather complimentary voice. "You'd better stay in my bed tonight."
Conner began using the fur cleansing solution while grinning at her through squinted eyes. "You know I will, after all I've got the best incentive ever. Can you teach me how to go down on a girl the right way?"
She eased up on an elbow and looked astonished. "Are you serious? A girl spends her entire life looking for the perfect mate and you've been in the next bedroom over all along??" Her head dropped back to the tiles and she laughed in spite of herself. "If Kalen had half your endurance or sex drive, I'd just quit the agency and become a porn star. Christ Almighty, Conner."
With a grin, he moved his head beneath the hot water nozzle and said, "I'll take that as a compliment. I've got seventeen years of pent up sexual frustration."
"I see that." She looked up at him with a chuckle. "God, look at me. I'm the agency's shining combat star... nothing takes me down... then I have sex with you and I can't even move." A grin, then, "You've fucked me into submission."
He watched her for a moment then shook his head. In a warm tone, he said, "What we did was more than just... a fuck. It was really special."
His words warmed her heart and she smiled. "You're right. It was special." She sat up, leaning against the wall and began to wash her hair. "I can't even move. God, my legs are still shaking."
He waited until she began rinsing her fur and hair then he turned off both nozzles and picked her up in his arms. "Let's get you dried off and in bed."
"Sounds like heaven to me." She grinned and nuzzled her face into his collarbone. "I think I'm high."
"You're glowing, Carmen." He carried her from the shower stall and through the house, soaking wet. He confidentially moved through the upstairs of the house fully in the nude with his sister then he sat her down on the carpet in front of her bedroom door and retrieved her hairdryer from her room. He plugged it in and brought it to the doorway and knelt besides her with it. "Okay, now let's get dried off and in bed. We'll snuggle up and take a nap if you like... then we'll have all night to play."
"Promises, promises," she murmured with a devilish grin. "You're going to hold me after all of that?" ?
"Of course."
Carmen took the blow dryer from him. "I could really get used to this kind of relationship. You're spoiling me."
"I'm just doing what feel's natural." Moments later, he picked her back up and sat her in bed. He went back for the hairdryer, put it away then climbed into the comfortable bed with her and pulled the covers up over their bodies. He wiggled over to her and pulled her into his embrace. She placed her head on his chest, snuggled up with her attractive brother and closed her eyes. This... this was heaven. She was sure of it.
THE END