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Turquoise walked with her tail hanging low. It was an uncomfortable and unusual sensation for her. Typically, the half-breed's tail sat in a higher, perkier position, but things were a little different today.

Turquoise wore a red dress made of thin, light fabric. The neckline dipped exceptionally low to show off much her cleavage and tied at the back of the neck in a halter style. From the waist up, Turquoise's back was bare. The base of the dress cut off just below the half-breed's hips, showing off her round, smooth, light cream thighs and hinted, with the slightest of breezes, at what lay just above them. With shorts and skirts, Turquoise's tail flopped over the top of the waist band and she was free to swish it around at her leisure. But in this particular number, Turquoise was forced to keep her tail low in order to maintain a certain level of modesty. Although the mischievous teen would have loved nothing more than to let her tail sit high and lift the back of her new dress, it would have been counter-productive to what she had planned.

"I can't believe we are actually doing this," Dennis whispered into his twin sister's ear.

Turquoise only smiled a mischievous smile as the pair approached the large, stone building. Unsatisfied with his sister's reply, Dennis swiftly snuck his hand under the back of her dress and gave her round, naked rump a quick squeezed. At this, Turquoise's body jolted slightly, a spark of arousal coursing through her. Dennis smiled deviously.

The church was old and large. Its walls were made of large stone slabs that had turned a grey-brown colour over decades of exposure to the elements. Vibrantly coloured stained glass windows reached up the sides of the church and sent multicoloured rays of light dancing about the interior. The double doors at the entrance were made of a heavy wood that was now faded and creaked when moved. Above the doors was another stained glass window, circular in shape with intricate patterns formed by the myriad of colours within it. The tall belltower that loomed over the entrance seemed bare with its bell missing. As Turquoise glanced up, she could just make out what appeared to be a pair of old siren speakers rigged to the inside of the belltower, likely used to play the sound of a ringing bell as a replacement for the real thing.

As the pair joined the stream of people filing into the church through the front door, Turquoise forced herself to not respond to the disapproving glares and glances she received from several of the regular attendants. With a certain regal posture, wolf-girl projected the image of a wealthy woman who'd spent her entire life wearing fancy gowns and attending expensive banquets and who was now seeking a new path in her life, a "higher" path. Each step she took made her breasts jiggle, much of them openly visible to anyone who looked her way. Her nipples, clearly noticeable beneath the thin fabric, were barely a centimetre from the neckline that plunged well down past her bust.

Dennis, walking beside his sister, felt as though he were walking into a den of vicious predators. Deep inside him, he felt the overwhelming sensation of not belonging, as if trespassing on private property. Neither of the twins had been to church before, nor had either of them given religion the slightest thought. Knowing what they planned to do for their first time in a church and the occasional glare directed at his sister didn't help the panther's unsettled mood.

Inside, the church appeared larger than it did outside. From the front door, a small corridor branched to the right and left before opening up into the main hall. Just a few feet from there, an ocean of wooden benches stretched out made up of four columns, each consisting of about 20 very long benches. At the front was a small dais with a wooden stand where the head of the church would stand and address his or her "flock". Behind that was a large pipe organ with twin keyboards and a section for a choir to sit and stand while singing.

Dennis and Turquoise hung back and waited for everyone else to sit down before finding an empty seat of their own, right at the back of the hall. Lifting her tail as she sat, the half-breed shivered slightly as the bare skin of her butt pressed against the cool, polished wood. Stifling a slight moan of pleasure, Turquoise regained her composure and sat upright. Dennis sat next to her.

The glares and murmurs of disapproval that had once been directed at Turquoise were now gone, replaced with patience and waiting. The newcomers had been pushed from thought and all whom had come for the weekly gathering were now seated and facing forward. A silence fell over the gathered believers as they waited for their leader to stand before them and speak, and after a few minutes, he did.

A tall, aged lion wearing long, flowing, white robes with gold trimmings casually strode up onto the dais and took his place at the head of his "flock". With a strong, clear voice he spoke, barely taking a moment to look out over his audience. With confidence and purpose, the lion wasted no time in launching into his sermon and all but two youths in the back row listened intently to his words.

Turquoise's thighs were pressed tightly together. The cool, smooth surface of the seat pressed against her naked rump, the prospect of what she was about to do and the feeling of exposure brought about from wearing a very short dress without underwear had made the half-breed very aroused already. It was a struggle to control her wild, primal desires, but the twins had a plan and it was almost time to begin. Finally, unable to hold out any longer, Turquoise gracefully lay her hands upon her mostly exposed thighs. Keeping her eyes facing forward, the wolf girl slowly glided her hands up towards her body, slowly dragging the already very revealing dress higher and higher. The tips of her fingers pressed into the smooth skin of her thighs as she felt the want pulse between her legs. When the dress was finally hiked as high as it could go, fully exposing the naughty twin's lap and tuft of turquoise pubic hair, she lay her hands on the bench at her sides, not daring to touch her own body for fear she would give in to temptation and lose control.

Turquoise had never felt sexual hunger this strong before. Her body was reacting spectacularly to a variety of new factors and it was an exhilarating experience. Air filled her lungs again and again as she breathed heavily, causing her bust to rise and fall. Swept up in the sensation of the moment, all else was pushed from Turquoise's mind as she slowly began to spread her legs.

Dennis could sense his sister's anticipation and found himself growing intoxicated by it. His feelings of not belonging soon fled and were replaced only with thoughts of his sister's exposed body. Looking down at her lap, the panther lightly licked his lips as he gently placed his hand upon one of her thighs and hungrily dug his fingers into her soft flesh. Like testing a peach for its ripeness, Dennis kneaded his sister's inner thigh, causing her breathing to grow more rapid. A quick glance at her face revealed to him that Turquoise was biting her lower lip to keep from moaning aloud. She was trying to keep her breathing steady but her body was begging for what was coming, longing for it to arrive sooner. Teasingly, Dennis crept his fingers higher, reaching out his pinkie to press against and push between his sister's thick, wet lips. With wide eyes, Dennis watched as her juices spilled onto the wooden bench and dripped onto the red carpet lining the floor of the church.

Turquoise's body prickled all over as she felt her twin brother's finger push between her folds. Almost wincing, she fought back a whimper as his finger gingerly rubbed against her swollen clit. Then, like an eruption, Turquoise's body surged with pleasure. Her toes curled in her red high heels and her muscles tensed as she grit her teeth and clenched her fists on the seat beside her. Warm fluids spilled from within her body, coating Dennis' fingers. The explosion of euphoria was like a steam valve bursting from too much pressure. And just as Turquoise felt her mind begin to slip from consciousness, the steam spewing from the pipe began to subside and the half-breed let out the breath she'd been holding onto.

Dennis found his gaze locked on his sister's round, perky breasts as they rapidly rose and fell behind the thin fabric of her dress. From the side, he could easily see her light brown nipple that hid just inside, rubbing teasingly against the fabric's softness, keeping Turquoise's arousal high. The sight was hypnotic for the panther and he almost forgot about his hand still resting, nestled cosily between his twin sister's legs.

"I... I wasn't expecting to... cum... just yet," Turquoise whispered between gasps.

"What now?" Dennis asked softly, unsure of his sister's thoughts.

Finally catching her breath, Turquoise looked at her brother and smiled, "Fuck me, silly."

With an eager smile, Dennis unzipped his pants and released his own arousal into the open air. After years of countless bouts of spontaneous sex, the panther had quickly gotten into a habit of going commando as it made things easier to get out and put away. Now was no exception. With the sole layer of fabric pushed aside, Dennis' erection stood proud and uninhibited, patiently awaiting the warmth of Turquoise's hungry body.

Lifting her dress so that it sat around her waist, Turquoise discreetly rose and began shuffling in front of her brother. As she felt Dennis' hands gently take hold of her hips and guide her into place, the half naked girl stifled a giggle. Calmly, the panther lowered his sister's rump down onto his lap, slipping one hand underneath to position his erection so that it would slide right between Turquoise's plump lips with ease.

At the feeling of her twin's tip pressing lightly against her thick folds, Turquoise paused for a moment and swirled her hips in a circle, teasing the hard member as it parted her wet flesh and slipped inside her. Slowly, as she took a deep breath, the horny teen lowered herself down, her body fully consuming her twin brother's erection without any other person in the church aware of their actions.

His sister now settled upon his hard shaft, Dennis glided his hands over Turquoise's hips and down between her thighs. Gripping her supple flesh firmly with his fingers, the panther coaxed his sister's legs to spread wide apart. Quickly catching on to her brother's thoughts, the half naked wolf-girl made sure to keep her dress hiked up; with the stage set and the curtain raised, anyone who happened to look in their direction would be able to see the entire show. As before, this exposure added to Turquoise's excitement and sent her mind fluttering to the ceiling.

Satisfied with the position, Dennis returned his hands to his sister's hips and began to slowly push and pull them forward and back. Closing her eyes, Turquoise allowed her brother to set the pace and simply enjoyed the ride. She could feel his member shifting inside her, pressing against her walls as he moved her body back and forth. Biting her lip once again, Turquoise stifled a moan that would have only drawn attention to them prematurely.

It was when Turquoise felt her brother's hand between her legs again that the shameless beauty drew in a quick gasp. His fingertip pressed against her swollen clit and twirling it in circles rapidly drove Turquoise towards her edge. With everyone's attention fanatically focused on the lion's almost rhythmic words, no one noticed a slight whimper escaping from Turquoise's body as her breathing intensified, making her chest rapidly rise and fall behind the smooth, thin fabric of her dress. As her brother toyed with her clit, Turquoise already hard and sensitive nipples brushed against the dress and added to the pleasure quickly welling up inside her.

But the teasing only lasted a few moments before Dennis moved his hands elsewhere. The backless dress provided easy access to the girl's succulent, round breasts and, slipping his hands under her arms, Dennis was able to sneak his fingers under the fabric of his sister's dress to grasp and knead the supple orbs of flesh only partially hidden from view. Turquoise could feel his fingers spread out like tendrils across her skin, lightly squeezing her nipples between them. Experience had taught her that when her brother started going after her breasts, he was getting close to his own climax. Turquoise increased her pace.

The half-naked half-breed was determined to cum together. Gritting her teeth, she fought back the overwhelming urged to cry out in bliss. Her body was wracked and her senses were numb, but the half-breed wasn't ready to release just yet. Falling deeper and deeper into primal instinct, Dennis tugged at the spaghetti thin straps that tied the dress together behind Turquoise's neck, with his teeth. As the knot easily came undone, the loose dress folded and fell, slipping down to reveal every inch of the wolf-girl's chest. With only a ribbon of red wrapped around her waist, Turquoise was now completely nude before the entire congregation of the church. But still no one noticed the deviant twins. Their leader's voice rolled across their heads clear and confident. Only when a cry from the back row filled the air did anyone turn their attention from the lion's words.

Dennis's grip tightened on his sister's ample bust as he began to buck his hips, working with his sister's rocking body to drive his length deeper into her womanhood. Finally, the panther could hold on no longer and as he drove his shaft into his sister's depths one last time, he held her in place as his member erupted, spewing forth its warm seed. For Turquoise, this was the final dab of icing on the cake. Feeling her brother's fluids flood into her body, coupled with the situation and heavy arousal it had brought on, the 17-year-old girl felt as though her mind was floating on the roof. Her cry filled the massive stone structure immediately and drowned out the lion's voice with ease.

Every pairs of eyes turned to look in the twins' direction. The sight seen brought gasps of disbelief, cries of shock and outrage, and sheer stunned silence to the faces of everyone but the twins themselves. With every bit of her body exposed and her legs spread wide, Turquoise was as a treasure on display in a museum. Nothing was unseen, not the panther's grasping fingers, firmly gripping her naked breasts, and not his pulsing member filling her body with his cum, some of it seeping from between her folds.

Turquoise's cry lasted only a handful of seconds and was quickly followed by a second. But the second cry did not come from Turquoise, instead, it came from the lion standing at the front of the ocean of people and formed a single word "OUT!"

Their orgasms subsiding, the twins began to giggle childishly as they started to pry themselves apart. Turquoise simply pushed her dress down from her waist and stepped out of it entirely while Dennis quickly stuffed still semi-hard length back into his pants. With several middle-aged males slowly advancing on the teenagers, to escort them out of the building, the pair quickly made their own escape plan and climbed over the wooden bench before hurrying to the door.

As Dennis disappeared from view, Turquoise stopped and looked back at the crowd. Most of the adults had moved to stand in front of their children, stopping them from seeing the scene. Others had turned to face the front, pushing the scene from their mind and waiting for things to continue as normal. Placing one hand on her hip and posing in a sexual manner, shamelessly flaunting her naked body, Turquoise spoke with a sincere tone, her tail playfully swishing behind her.

"I'm really sorry for interrupting, but my brother just knows my body too well."

With a wink and a giggle, the wolf-girl disappeared after her brother, ignoring the cries and gasps of shock and occasional thump caused by several of the elder females passing out.