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Since their little endeavor, it's been approximately four days and fourteen hours. Four and a half days. Four and a half long days, consisting mostly of Kevin doing what he could to avoid his sister.

"Pass the ketchup mah boy" "S-sure dad".

Because of his silly little bet, Kevin had discovered that he indeed found his sister... appealing to the eyes. And no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make her seem any less attractive. Hence trying to avoid her at all costs.

".... And then Sheilah told me he was actually engaged to someone else! A total scandal"

This made dinner particularly difficult for him, even as his parents bellowed away with their usual dinner conversation of what sort of interesting content their daily lives contained. His mother was off on some sort of tangent about how her 'girl friends' revealed some juicy information, stuff nobody had any business talking about.

Kevin worked hard to keep his snout pointed towards his plate. He had already eaten, and was chasing a green pea around with his fork, occasionally darting a glance at his sister who sat across from him. He was thankful that his mom and dad were distracted, unable to notice his tail swishing about, indicating just how madly in distress he was.

He wanted sorely to blame this on his quirky eyed friend, Geoff, but Kevin knew he could only blame himself as their conversation from days earlier played over in his head, searching for a gap to place blame.

"Well I did it Geoff!" the profoundly proud pup exclaimed to his sober buddy, who was lounging in his usual spot on the back porch. Geoff lazily rolled his head in Kevins' direction, not even lifting his trademark shades to reply with an unexpected "Wut?".

"You know. The bet. For the concert ticket". Kevins' pride started to fade. Something didn't feel right. Even though he was technically going to brag that he and his sister did the unthinkable, he felt something even more damning coming around.

"Man I don't know what you're talking about." The lizard rolled his head back to it's previous lounged position. "I remember giving you a ticket to make your bitch sister shut up, but I dont remember no bet.".

Kevin felt dumbfounded, whatever shred of pride he had coming in melted away into anxious confusion. "You know, you went on your whole spiel about 'manliness' and who the bigger pussy was?"

The lounging lizard sat up in his seat, flipping his shades up onto his forehead. He cocked his head as he spoke "Kevin, bro, I wouldn't lead you wrong, but I seriously don't remember a bet.".

He was serious. Something Kevin learned to fear about his friend. It usually meant he was joking, but there wasn't a hint of sarcasm in his voice or expression. The now-anxious wolf licked his dry lips and weakly spewed forth more information. "You bet me that ticket for man rights, to, uh... *mumblemumblemysistermumble*".

The lizard blinked at his visibly shaken, lifelong friend, before cupping a hand around the spot on his cranium where his left 'ear' was. "You kinda mumbled there. For a second it sounded like you did something to your sister.". His eyes went squinty, facial expression showing uncertainty in his wolfy friend's words.

Kevin's stomach started to knot, and he swallowed dryly before stammering out his reply. "i-i did.".

It took a lot to get Geoff from his comfy spot, never mind getting him to sit up. He motioned for Kevin to sit by him, he himself on the edge of his seat, interested in where this conversation was now going. "Oh this has got to be golden. What did you do, buddy boy?".

Kevin shut his eyes for a moment and took in the somewhat stagnant air around him in. And with a lungful he, regrettably, told his friend the truth. "I did as per your bet entailed. I got my sister to suck my dick.".

Geoff just stared at his naive friend, head at an angle as he slowly repeated what shocking details were just relayed to him. "You... got your sister... your hot sister... to blow you?". Kevin was now trembling, unable to even nod at the dark truth. Geoff could only laugh like a madman in disbelief.

"BAHAHAHAAA!!" The lizard doubled over in his seat, arms wrapped around his midsection, practically heaving between laughs, shades flopping back down over his eyes from the motions. This would have ordinarily upset Kevin, not being taken seriously, but he wasn't in any mindset to feel any other emotion than shame. Burning shame. When Geoffs' bellowing laugh reduced to a mere chuckle, he reclined back in his seat. "Damn Kevin, you had me going there for a minute.".

Silence. The bad sort of silence. The sort of silence that says "I've done a bad thing". Even though Geoff could be ignorant, he did genuinely care for his foolish friend. So it's no small wonder that he picked up on this uncomfortable silence, placing his shaded spectacles in his T-shirt collar by one of it's ends, and giving his friend a somewhat mystified look. Kevins' face was plastered with guilty terror.

"Oh shit you're serious."

Kevin wanted to nod at it, but his mind was urging him to relay the more pressing matters to his friend. He just sat there, hands pressed into his lap, as his lizard friend attempted to snap some sense into him.

"Hello? Earth to dog brains? KEVIN!"

What came out of Kevins' mouth was not only unexpected, but it made Geoffs' jaw slack. Wide open. It was almost cartoonish.

"I... liked it.". The trembling pup spoke. He had come expecting a laughing embrace for his efforts, but instead he disgusted his close friend.

"Dude." The lizard retracted his jaw to it's closed position, thinking carefully before speaking to his friend. "Look, I'm here for you, but dayum man.". He didn't look disappointed, or even more than just mildly disgusted. But for the first time since genuine adolescence, Kevin saw his friend at a loss for words. He screwed up, big time.

He felt stupid for even asking "So, what do I do?". This garnered the automatic response "Let it be like water beneath a bridge I guess. What's happened has happened, nothing you can do-" "About how I feel?" Kevin interrupted his friend mid sentence.

"About how you feel?" His cock-eyed friend questioned.

"Yeah. What do I do?"

"What do you mean what do you do?"

"Dammit Geoff I LIKED IT! And now I cant get her out of my fucking head!". Kevin was shouting, forcing a hiss from green, scaly pursed lips. "Shhhh! That's not exactly the type of thing you want to be screamin, yo!"

Kevin sighed heavily, pressing his furry palms to his eyes. "I'm so screwed it's not even funny."

Geoff cleared his throat and replaced his trademark shades over his wall-eyes, and begun to serve up actually helpful advice. "You do what you gotta do. Control yourself."

"How?" Kevin blurted out, backsides of his paws smacking his lap. "I cant hardly look at her without getting a wicked boner, nevermind getting her... assets out of mind". Kevin let out a low groan, which came out as a sorrowful howl. He was in quite the spot, extremely attracted to his sister's figure and not sure how to go about dealing with it.

"I dont care for dudes and their business, but maybe it would help if you saw more of it?"

Kevin laughed haughtily "Hah, how is seeing more of molls ti-"

"Dont interrupt the chef in the middle of a recipe.". Kevin could feel glaring eyes through the thick shades. "Okay, go on."

The lizard put his arms behind his head and kicked his feet out, channeling every ounce of guru skill in his relaxed body to try and give his friend a bone. "Well, I see it like this. I know you got... had virgin eyes."

Kevin resented this, but it was truth. The closest he had ever been to seeing real tits and pussy was amateur internet porn. So he felt Geoff was at least on the right track.

"You're obviously still in the 'shock' phase of it all. Eventually you'll be all "meh, tits", but first you gotta get there." Geoff gently smiled, waiting for Kevin's input.

"Okay, I can understand that. But what do I actually do?".

"It's as simple as it is daunting my friend." Geoff raised a finger, like he usually did before delivering the meat of his suggestions or explanations. "You gotta see more of her. Enough to get over the initial shock".

Kevin cringed at the thought, feeling his lower region beginning to tingle at the slightest hint of his sister in the buff. "How do you propose I do that? It's not like I can ask molly to let me motorboat her a couple of times a day.".

Geoff laughed at the comment. "Any other day and i'd kill to do that.". Which urged a plead from Kevin. "Come on Geoff.".

"Alright, alright. It's still pretty simple. If you're still the savvy pup I knew way back when, you must still have that old digital camcorder with the wireless transmitter you jerry-rigged to it."

Not only was minor flattery a dead giveaway, Geoff only used compliments and nice words to butter up the harsh truth he was going to ram down one's throat. That and it was obvious to Kevin where he was going with the advice, bringing up his failed 'spy camera' he made for computer class one semester.

"Oh no. Nuh-uh". Kevin swung his arms out to his sides, shaking his head in defiance.

"Look, it'll hel-"

"No. No. No!"

"Kevin seri-"

"NO! HELL NO! I REFU-NO! NOPE! NOT GONNA!" Kevin stood, cross armed and ready to storm off in a hissy-fit. His friend urged him to think calmly.

"Dude, chill! I'm only trying to help you out!"

This made Kevin snarl in blind retort. "You're just trying to get me caught!"

To which Geoff calmly replied "Bro, I don't gain anything by getting you caught. And I care about you man. No homo.". This made Kevin lower his arms, ears flattening at the thought of just how much of a jerk he had just been.

"I think it's worth a shot." Geoff tried to console his friend. "You just have to hide it well, which should be easy if her room is a total pig sty like you've said before."

Kevin frowned, worried about the consequences of if his plans were to be discovered. "Man, if Molly finds out she'll kill me, and dad will probably beat my dead body to a pulp."

Geoff rolled his squirrely eyes behind his thick, cool guy shades, and preached the obvious. "It's not like you have other options right now, unless you want... erm, that coming out every time your sister comes to thought.". The lizard looked away, gesturing towards kevins' now bulging crotch.

"Fuck man I hope you're right.".

"Aren't I always?"

Kevin already went through the trouble of finding a good spot for his somewhat aged digital camcorder in his sister's room. On a high shelf she had various books from her school days, collecting dust since she so rarely committed to the trivial act of reading, consisting mostly of your typical teenaged girl rated vampire romance novels. When he had gotten back from his encouraging conversation with Geoff, the house was empty, and Kevin got to work setting up his voyeur eye.

The mic was busted from the camcorder being dropped, but it still reccorded footage just fine. And the jury rigged remote transponder had a range of about 25 feet (As to preserve the battery), meaning he could access it from his laptop, without fear of mom or dad discovering it on the wireless network through the study downstairs. It wasn't HD, but it was clear enough to capture Molly in her full glory. It had been recording for at least 56 hours he reckoned, and tonight was the night he planned on giving the footage a going over. Now all he had to do was figure out a way to get around the dining room table with a rock hard cock, a difficult feat when his sister was giving him the same occasional glance as he did to her.

"Thanks for the supper mom!" Molly yipped, excusing herself to her room, evidenced by paws pattering up the steps. Kevin was thankful that she was gone, as it let him breathe a little easier and gave his malehood reason to soften. Once he felt that his jeans were no longer containing a bazooka, he excused himself as well. "'Scuse me, thanks for the grub, ma!". Kevin scooted back in his chair, standing to leave the table. But just as he took a step to leave, a voice sprang up. "Hold on a minute, bucko."

Being stopped for any reason by dad usually meant that he was going to get a talking to. Ordinarily this wasn't a big deal, but considering what all he had to be guilty about, and how wolves can naturally sense guilt, he expected the worst. He gripped the top of his chair, awkwardly pointing his muzzle towards his father. "Yeah dad?"

Kevin's hulking father gave him a squinty eyed look, making him cringe. "What's with the funny business?" "Dad I dont-" Kevin's father pointed a girthy finger square at his wet, apologetic sniffer. "Kevin, dont you lie to me, or your mother-" Kevins' dad motioned towards his mother, who was just as 'serious' about what was going on. 'Oh crap i'm done for' raced into his mind.

"Be honest son, what is going on between you and your sister?". Kevin felt his heart stop. The jig was up. "You two are usually nagging each others' ears off, making faces and acting like total children." Kevin could see his mother crack a gentle smile. His father wasn't wrong, they usually did act like total cubs when within arm's reach. "You two wouldn't even look each other in the face, and neither of you said much."

Kevins' dad then did what he hated the most, what would usually send him on a guilt trip. His authoritative, commanding expression melded into a concerned one. 'heeere we go' kevin wanted to roll his eyes.

"Did you two get in a fight? Did molly hurt you?"

"Dad i-"

"It's okay to admit to it if she did, your mother and I are just worried-"

"Dad you-"

"-that you and Molly are drifting apart. You're siblings, you should be close by blood-"

"DAD!" Kevin barked, chancing an angry father just to get a word in edgewise. "It's okay. Nothing is wrong between us.". Dad wasn't buying it, crossing his arms. Mom just sat and watched with a confused look on her face. "Then explain the awkwardness between you two.".

Kevin's father had an astounding ability to detect lies in someone's speech. He could see it in the way one's mouth moves, and could hear 'between the lines' for things that sounded off. Fortunately for Kevin, he actually had a legitimate explanation.

"I guess we've just realized how dumb all the fighting and arguing was. All it took was giving Molly something she wanted to show her i'm not just a jerk.". For once in his life, Kevin was actually speaking from the heart. And speaking from the heart usually overrides any lie-detecting abilities.

His father took an elbow in hand, using his other paw to scritch at his chin, a low "hmmm" emitting from the end of his greyed muzzle, eyes shut as he thought. Judge dad then delivered his verdict, slowly opening his eyes and putting his paws to his hips. "Well son, I guess I misjudged you. And for that, I apologize."

"It's alright dad. All that matters is that we get along, right?" Kevin smiled, knowing exactly what his dad wanted to hear.

"You should do more than get along. You should love one another. You're brother and sister, after all.".

Kevin could feel heat building in his fuzzy cheeks. 'if only they knew'. It was a bad thought, exciting him unintentionally, and making him hasty for an exit.

"Uh, may I be excused now?". His mother and father flashed him a fanged smile in unison, giving an equally disturbing "Of course, son." in unison. The old couple slowly turned their attention from a questionable son to each other, sending kevin darting up the stairs. "I love you, honey.". "I love you too, sugar bear".

Kevin hesitated once at the top of the stairs. While he urgently needed to 'relieve' himself, he felt that there was something he wanted to say to Molly. The only problem was, he wasn't really sure WHAT he wanted to say. An apology? Words of embrace? His mind was fuzzy, unsure of what emotion he felt towards his sister in that moment.

Kevin simply shook his head and stepped into his room, careful to close the door gently as to not arouse any potential suspicion. His door didn't have a lock, so careful planning was his best bet. Why would he have to be careful you ask? A giddy wolf can be quite... noisy.

For whatever reason, he was in a rush. Perhaps knowing what was about to happen was fueling his movements, or perhaps he was just anxious to purge himself of such detestable attraction for his own sister. Whatever it was, it made him kick off his pants in a hurry.

His sheath already made for a pouchy bulge in his boxer briefs when he wasn't aroused at all, so a swollen sheath, practically ready to burst forth with a pillar of onyx flesh, made for one very enticing bulge. He rubbed his sore gentlemens region with a paw, groping his pulsing flesh through the under-clothing he wore. "Mmmmph fuuuck" he cooed, the gentle motions enough to really get his motor going.

Kevin sat on his bedside and pulled a laptop from the nightstand drawer, a custom affair he built earlier in the year out of an old, wide screen laptop. He liked to call it a "Kumquat", a less obvious play on apple-mac products. He set it beside him and opened the lid, backside facing toward the door, and gently massaged his aching stones through his boxer briefs as he waited for the outdated windows 12 OS to boot up.

It felt like ages as it slowly wound up, likely made to feel even longer as his mind was awash with all the potentially naughty stuff his amateur voyeur eye could have caught. Feeling a damp spot beginning to grow in his black boxer briefs, he stood for a moment to slide them down.

How he wished he could go back in time to shove his tremendous endowment in the faces of all those who dissed him in school for being a virgin, a dirty smile plastering his muzzle as the elastic waistband 'flung' his throbbing erection against his furry belly with a sticky *slap*.

Just like when he and molly were at it, his girthy dong was throbbing at the ready, knot wanting to pop free from his sheath any moment as he pulled his black undies down to his ankles. His tail stuck out rigidly, he felt as if he were more aroused than he had ever been.

Kevin planted his pert, furry rear to his bed and typed in his 'super secret password' on the login screen, mouthing out the words as he typed them. "Later...gator....hater....", returning a paw to his nether region as the login screen went dark, before slowly glowing to his desktop.

His background was simple, a 'coat of arms' made out of AKs of all types (From AK47 to the AK12, and everything in between), something he drew up out of boredom when he was younger and more keen to break into the 'gangsta' theme. His desktop was also tidy, consisting of a few folders and shortcuts despite having over 500 gigabytes of material on his harddrive.

Much to his excitement, and expectations, a window was already minimized in his taskbar, flashing orange and demanding attention. The reason he had picked the older Windows 12 was that it could perform tasks autonomously even when powered down, so he couldn't possibly be caught monitoring his spycam.

Kevin slowly drew his paw across the touch pad and moved the pointer to the minimized window, feeling his manhood throb harder, anxious of what he may catch from the first glimpse. With a paw wrapped around his heated meat, he held his breath and clicked open the window.

He felt somewhat let down, but relieved, that all the live stream was currently receiving was his sister lounging on her bed, fully clothed and legs crossed, headphone-wearing skull bobbing to what he assumed was one of her favorite archaic bands like avenged sevenfold or coldplay. Since the microphone had been damaged from the camera being dropped long ago, there was no way he could tell.

Kevin waited for a moment, to see if molly would indeed be 'at it' soon. He cautiously stroked himself, careful to do no more than keep his cock stiff (lest he make a massive mess), but eventually gave up on the live streaming, even if there was a minute of lag between capture and broadcast.

The naughty wolf smiled to himself, seeing in a tab that the camera had indeed recorded plenty of material. "Oooh Molls, what have you been up to." he whispered to himself as he moused over the tab, exploding a timeline of video to him. "Hmm hmm" the wolf muttered, stroking a little more freely as the timeline alone was enough to bring him to full bound again. Of the hours of footage displayed, he could make out five points that were of... 'interest'.

He decided it would be best to savor every moment and clicked the earliest moment of mention in the timeline, a mere two hours after the camera was initially placed. It displayed footage of his sister, naturally, as she was preparing for a bath. Still sitting on the bedside, Kevin shifted his rear so that his furry testes drooped over the side of the bed, letting his knot press into the end of his sheath.

"Ohhh yeahh" dribbled from the giddy wolf's maw as he caught the first glimpse of what he had been anxiously awaiting all day. His paw stroked slower, exciting a moan from him as his sister slowly slipped down her pants and stepped free of them. Her panties were, literally, in a bunch, making for a very particular camel-toe.

When she begun to slowly draw her top over her head, Kevin could feel his malehood begin to let precum flow, knot beginning to spread his sheath as his sisters bra-held breasts were tugged by the shirt being pulled overhead. He hoped for more, but his sister simply didn't do as he had hoped, pulling a flannel robe from her closet and draping it around her delicate figure, before grabbing some clothes off of her bed and exiting her room. "Hmph, well bugger."

Kevin went further forward to when she re-entered her room, but she was fully clothed and immediately hopped on the phone. "Well damn, onto the next." he churred, his knot backing from the exit of his sheath, paw still working up and down his onyx shaft.

Next up was exactly what he had hoped for, making him crack a wicked smile. His sister had just entered her room and, just as her door shut, she yanked her shirt over her head and swayed her hips out already loose shorts. Kevin's malehood surged once something was made clear. "You naughty girl, no panties or a bra?".

His sister was indeed fully nude, and acting like a playful pup. She lunged for her bed, tackling her 'life sized' charmander plush and squeezing it tight. 'What I would give to be that charmander' Kevin thought, envious of how eagerly his sister forced herself onto it, his plushy forehead buried between her breasts, and fire tipped tail beneath her and nearly intertwining with her own.

He could make out words being mouthed from Molly, but he wasn't able to read lips. "Mmph" kevin winced, his knot eager to burst free as his sister sat up and straddled the hips of the plushy pokemon. He let go of his dong to lick a finger, toying with his full slit to ease his knot out. It didn't take much for his fist sized bulb to come free, making him hiss as it split his opening.

His sister meanwhile had the plushy pokemons' arms pinned, slowly rocking her hips back and forth over it's bare crotch. "Daaaamn Molly." was all Kevin could think to say as he begun to paw. Every time her hips went forward, her tits would jiggle, and every time they went back her tail would 'foof' upward, revealing the slightest peek of her canine cunny. Kevin stroked himself in unison with her motions, clenching his buttocks as he felt himself nearing the edge.

The now dripping boy decided it would be best to jerk it into something, lest he repeat the mess he made that one faithful day. He quickly rummaged a sock from his dresser drawer before sitting exactly where he was before. The dry sock made wince as he forced it over his girthy dong, pulling it down to the top of his knot.

His sister had forgone the 'straddling' position and was now smothering the poor plush, arms around it's back and really wrenching her twat against it. It's head was over her shoulder, practically staring into the camera, helpless as his sister beat it into submission. Kevin started to stroke it again, but before he could really get going his sister had clearly reached her limits. He saw her legs spasm as her hips bucked into the plushy quite hard, a few times. Judging by the rising and falling of her chest, and the way her tail shot about, she hit orgasm in no time flat.

Tongue out and panting, molly rolled over, charmander still in her clutches, and she just lay there. Her eyes looked heavy, shutting them lightly as her heavy breathing leveled out into what Kevin figured to be a post-coitus snooze. "Note to self, Molly cant hold back" Kevin chuckled out. Although he wasn't one to judge, since he himself was tightening his rear to prevent himself from blowing his load.

Even though it wasn't quite 'action', he jerked it for a moment as she lay there in her light rest. "Goddamn Molls" escaped from his lips, being more turned on by her modestly covered figure than when she was feverishly grinding the life out of her plush. His breathing turned into a slight whimper as he drug his paw up and down his sock-sheathed cock. He was no longer looking at the screen, instead laying back on his bed, dick thrust straight up. He shut his eyes, pawing slightly harder as he squirmed on his plain comforter. Kevin couldn't get a clear picture in mind, but that didn't stop him from moaning out his true desires. "*Uff* *Mmmmmhh* Muhhh... Molll..."

*Bam bam bam* "Kevin! We need to talk!"

The pounding at his door was faint, and it was the furthest thing on his mind. Kevin just twisted his torso away from the door, hips still flat as he pounded harder, against the rapping against the door.

"Kevin? Kevin!" was said through the thick wooden door. Being deep in the 'void' created by pleasure, the naive pup moaned out against his name. "Fuck yes Molls, Yes!".

"What's up with you? Nevermind, i'm coming in.". Kevin was drowning in pleasure now, eyes clenches shut, defiant of the danger that lay ahead as his mind let his most devious desires pour free from his mouth. "I'm coming too!!". He was now pawing pretty hard, sock sliding up and down since it's elastic was now warm and pliable. He heard a gasp, with the door shutting behind it, which translated out into bottoming out into a certain wolf's rear and making her gasp in his closed mind. "Mmmmhhh fuuuuuck".

"Oh yeah harder!" rang out, practically in front of the squirming pup. He responded, paw cranking even harder as his free hand grabbed at bedsheets. His hips were bucking into into the sock now, paw slowing as the natural movements took over. "Haah, haaah, nnnnnnn... AAAGH!".

Kevin was brought back to by a quick, sharp pain at the end of his shaft, making him jet a little into the sock. His eyes shot open and he sat up straight, arms planting to his sides to support him, but it took a moment for him to realize just what he was seeing. As his mind reeled back, his jaw slowly started to slack open. "Aw shit."

He was still quite hard, and completely nude from the waist down. His laptop was still playing footage of his sister, napping with her plush. And before him, ironically, stood his sister. Molly stood, fists on her cocked hips. She bent over, bringing her emerald eyes level with her brothers' own, and spoke slowly. "Well, what do we have here?". "M-molly I-i can ex-WAUGH!".

He felt a repeat of the sharp pain from just before. Molly flicked the tip of his sock-encased cock with a painted fingernail, making him shove his paws into his lap against the pain. As he winced, he felt a shove put him further along the side of his bed, a weight sitting beside him as nails clacked on his keyboard.

"You fucking douche!".

Before he could even whimper out a word, Kevins' arms were spread, pinned to the comforter covered mattress as his sister hovered over him, his malehood less than an inch from her stomach. Kevin slowly opened his eyes, afraid of what he might see, and was was rather surprised. From her tone of voice, he had expected Molly to be "Ripping his guts out" mad. Instead, she had had a rather peculiar expression. One that Kevin struggled to pinpoint having seen.

"So, you like getting off to your younger sister?". Molly interrogated him, raising a knee to nudge his heavy sack. "Haaah!" "Speak!" She barked in her usual girly *wauf!*. "I-I-" before Kevin could stammer out an answer, his stones were being pressed into the side of his mattress. "Agh, OKAY! I was-NGH". His sister was now crushing his balls into his mattress, making his knees draw in.

"Just admit it and i'll stop." She taunted him, her brother's eyelids fluttering at the profoundly arousing pain, as shown by his bobbing malehood. Kevin whimpered, struggling to break free from the pain bind he was in. Molly responded to his insolence by pressing harder, noting his arousal aloud. "Oh you like that? Let me lay it on you more."

Molly pumped her knee into her older brothers' sack, squishing his stones and, much to her enjoyment, making him yelp... but a very lustful sort of yelp. Kevin tried to stammer out a response once more. "I-i admiii-ahh!".

Molly unforgivingly pumped her bare knee into his nuts once more. Kevin could feel himself begin to blush, despite the quite brutal pain. He was... enjoying this? His malehood certainly thought so, precum dribbling out the bottom of the sock and down his knot every which way, absolutely thrilled by the contact of her furry knee to his fuzzy sack.

Before he could try to yelp out an answer once more, molly pumped her knee again, this time with encouragement. "You dirty slut." she said through a wickedly fanged smile. It was enough to make kevin yelp. "Molly I-!". But once more it was short lived, replaced with more blows to his junk, with encouragement bellowing from his sister with every crush with her knee.

"You sick-" *crush* "-perverted-" *crush* "-horny-" *crush* "-kinky-" *crush*

Practically on command with her last words, Kevin couldn't contain himself. "-Mutt!".

"Hnnggg MOLLS!!"

When Molly landed her final blow, Kevins' hips responded and hauled upwards, pinning his shaft into his sisters' belly as he started to fill his sock with hot, thick canine jizz. This had the effect of taking some of the wind out of her, making her press in harder than before, but just for a moment.

With a squeal, Kevin, already mid-orgasm, felt a familiar, singular, long throw of jizz exit into his sock. Even as his sister withdrew her knee, his balls remained drawn inward, his own lowers spasming and quaking before another surge of hot goo strung from him. Soon the sock was soaked, and cum was dripping down his knot and furry sheath. And through fady vision, Molly appeared to be pleased.

She stood up straight, releasing her grip on her brother, and peered down at her waist. She had a slick spot across her shirt, and stringy white slathered on her bare knee. She spoke as she returned her focus to the still-erect pup. "You haven't answered me yet.".

Molly crossed her arms below her breasts, puffing her chest out a little like she did when she was annoyed, though her expression hadn't the slightest shred of annoyance in it. "Answer me."

Kevin licked his lips dryly and gave his defeated, guilt ridden reply. "Yeah.".

"Yeah?" Molly prodded. "Yeah what?"

Kevin gulped audibly, looking away from his sister's unmoving gaze, feeling as if her eyes were burning a hole in his skull. "I was... pawing. To you.". Molly grinned at this. "So you do have the hots for your own sister?". Kevin nodded weakly. His sister was practically beaming.

"You owe me. Big time.". She had a certain tone in her voice as she spoke. It was intimidating. Dominate, in a sense. Kevin now remembered when he saw that expression, it was the look of 'control' Molly had during their previous encounter, towards the end when she purged him of his seed. In any other position, Kevin would have made a smart ass remark about his sister being a bitch. Instead, as his malehood hid back in his sheath, he pleaded.

"OH GOD please Molly! I'll do anything you want! Just keep this between us!" Kevin blurted out with mixed feeling. It was half a plead for mercy... and half a cry for more dominance. But as mixed as it was, Kevin let out a sob. Not a teary eyed 'mummy i'm sorry' sob, but one of utter defeat. Molly was drinking it in. She was having her revenge.

"I admit it. I'm sick. Dirty. Twisted. *sob*". Kevin felt as if this were the end. Molly clearly wanted revenge, and she seemed intent on extracting it from her now-vulnerable older brother. She just stood there, cross armed, with a wicked smile, almost as if she were yearning for more. Kevin gave her more of the same.

"I put the camera there. I did it with full intent on jerking it.". Kevin hung his head in his paws. "I cant help myself. I know it's wrong, but I just cant... *gurk* i-i didn't want mom and dad to know... i-i" He was interrupted by his sister.

"I wont tell them if you do something for me."

Kevin snapped at the opportunity, putting his paws in his lap and knocking the gummy sock to the floor. "I'll do anything you want, Molly.".

Molly shifted her weight from one heel to the other, a cunning *hmph* preluding an ominously commanding sentence. "I know you will."

For a moment, there was nothing but silence between them. Molly's crazed expression remained firmly placed, and Kevin was still recoiling. Seconds passed before he cracked. "What do you want from me? Money? Do you want me to be your butt-monkey? Hurt myself for your amusement?". His conclusions were not only wrong, they were frivolously irrational. Proof that for as mature as Kevin liked to act, he was no more than a mommas pup at heart. Another moment of silence had Kevin on edge. Right before he was ready to have an outburst, Molly consoled him.

"Oh, I dont want anything like that.". Molly turned away from her brother, prompting him to ask the obvious. "Then what do you want from me?". She in turn responded by wiggling her butt, tail raised, before bending over and pulling down her short-shorts.

Kevin looked away, now blushing like mad. Even looking away, his eyes kept peeking glances at his sisters wet canine box. It was very audibly wet, making a discreet *squish* as she turned back around.

"Look at me" Molly commanded.

Kevin slowly turned his neck back to his sister. "Jeez Molly...".

Kevin wasn't a total dolt when it came to girls. He was well aware of how they reacted to arousal, and how any faithful male should gauge it. And as far as he could tell, Molly's inner thighs were wet halfway down, being quite so at the top of her thigh-gap. There was a faint musk in the air, and the spent pup could feel blood rushing to his malehood once more.

Molly let out a mischievous giggle. "I'm going to make you work for your amnesty.". Kevin gave a weak smile. "Oh charitable sister, how might I earn said amnesty?". Molly flashed a toothy smile before she stepped towards her brother, planting her damp rear beside him. "Stand" she ordered.

Kevin obeyed, standing up and facing his sister. He wasn't sure what she was planning on making him do, but he was eager. As much as he wanted to act on his feral emotions and dive in, he was rather afraid of the repercussions fucking his sister might have. Much to his relief, she wasn't set on taking his virginity.

Molly spread her legs, in full view of her brother, and pulled at the upper left side of her heated pussy with a finger, wandering near her pleasure button. "Now kneel".

Kevin obeyed, lowering himself onto his knees, bring his muzzle parallel with his sisters' glistening, tight, positively divine cunt. He could guess where this was going, but he certainly didn't have an appetite for it... yet.

"Well, you made me blow you.". His sister's voice quaked a little, a hint of uncertainty in her words. "Return the favor...?". Kevin smirked. "I'll do anything for you, molls."

With little preparation, Kevin drew his muzzle between his sisters' thighs, inching closer towards her sacred garden of womanhood. But as Kevin began to pant, his sisters' knees begun to close in, a kinky moan escaping her lips. He hadn't even touched her, his hot breath on her nethers was enough to make her squirm. He let out a long, heated breath over her tight, plump vag, making her squirm more. "S-stop it!".

Kevin halted his assault long enough to be told what was wanted of him. "I don't want you to beat around the bush you perv. I want you to...*ahem*". "I can take a hint.". Kevin smiled as he pushed his sisters' legs apart, thumbs and forefingers fitting around her hips where the legs met. He gently pushed them apart until they were quite wide, spreading her glorious sex and exciting another moan from her, along with some encouraging words. "F-fucking eat me already!".

Unsure of how to go about it, Kevin went for it. He let his tongue out of his maw, as far as he could stick it out, and slowly, gingerly, pressed it to the very bottom of her snatch. "Ohhhh Kevin AHNN!".

Whatever kind words Molly had intended to say were awash in a pleasured gasp as Kevin drug his broad tongue up his sisters' wet gash, parting it slightly as he licked up, flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue. He had to work to keep her legs apart, muscling his shoulders forward to aid his hands. Molly laid back, hands fidgeting for a moment before clutching bedsheets. "D-do that a-again.".

Kevin responded kindly, pulling his head back before dragging his tongue back up her slit. Mollys' legs quaked, letting out a little of her own juices. Kevin could feel the warm wet hit his tongue. While he didn't care for the way it felt, like greasy soup, it didn't taste particularly bad. For what little taste it had, it was rather indescribable. He didn't need any encouragement, his own malehood poking from it's sheath more than enough, to continue on.

He had only lapped at his sister twice, and she was obviously deeply aroused. Intoxicated by her nectar and wanting more, Kevin licked her again... but he got no nectar. A cute reaction out of his sister, but no nectar. He had to dive deeper. "Mmmnnhhh ohhh Kevs A-AHH!".

Kevin used his broad tongue to great effect, penetrating his sisters' pulsing muff with the tip of his tongue. Rather than giving her a complete lap up her cunny, he darted it in and out of her, making her wail. "Ahnnn!". He could feel her opening lightly quiver, gently pulling 'inward' around his tongue. As he pushed in once more, his sister cried out to him.

"D-d-deeper!" Molly moaned. A hand went from clutching bedsheets to beneath her shirt, no doubt toying with one of her breasts. Kevin followed orders and pressed deeper. The deeper he went, the more ragged his sisters' breathing and noises became. Slowly he pressed further, and further, until he had to part his maw to go any deeper. The other hand that was clutching sheets was now trailing down her waist, eventually resting at the top of her box, fingers gently pulling and massaging at the top of her snatch.

Kevin pushed as deep as he could go into her hot, wanting squeeze-box. He licked up and down inside her, drinking in her juices as they came on. The quicker he flecked his tongue about, the more ragged it ran his sister. It was enough to make her legs wander and her nethers 'push'. It was enough to try and force Kevins' tongue out. He fought against it, thrusting it back to it's original depth. "HAAHH!!".

Molly enjoyed the motion more than his tongue ticking before. She wanted something in her, something that would reciprocate. Kevin, now a little more experienced at muff diving, put his natural abilities to use.

Wolves, like most canines, can 'lap' at water to drink it. Their tongues pull a strange, backwards snap, cupping water on the backs of their tongues and drawing it into their mandibles. While it sounds boring and confusing to think about, it maximizes the surface area of a tongue. In other words, he was reaming her. As he lapped at her insides his tongue ground across every inch of her walls. The hand that was toying near her pleasure button now retracted to her side, balled into a fist and quaking like her legs. It wasn't long before the inevitable came.

"Fuuuuuuck k-keviin iiim-AAAH-gonnaaa-"

Mollys' hips begun to grind back against her brothers' tongue, and her walls began to quake. Her previously dormant tail was now thwipping left and right, battering Kevins' chest. With a hardy moan, she lost it, in similar fashion to her brother.

Tongue deep, and maw spread over her sweet peach, Kevins' tongue was forced against like a squeezing fist. Her walls spasmed, letting go, and then clasping at her brothers' tongue again. Her own love-box was pushing and tugging at his tongue, her legs kicking and toes curling, an incomprehensible series of gasps and gags trailing from her maw. And then the nectar came on.

With a rather detestable noise, a squishy fart to Kevins' ears, a hot jet of runny girl-cum sprayed into his mouth, with enough force to tickle his uvula and make him want to gag. This had the effect of making Kevin latch his maw shut, making him bite his tongue. It also meant that the next, less powerful gush was aimed directly at his face.

For a split second, Kevin saw what most young men never get to see up close. A beautiful sight, where a woman's lowers expand, right before they contract, making a sort of display that can be seen as resembling a flower like a Red Canna or a Poppy. Unfortunately, Kevin was only able to enjoy the sight for that split seccond, as the beautiful little flower contracted, sending a gush of girly fluids directly into his nose and awestruck eyes.

"AHMAGASH FUUUUU-".

Kevin immediately fell backwards, bumping the back of his head on the floor as he brought his paws to his now-soaked face. And for a moment he just lay there, eyes and nostrils burning, as his sister continued to rain down on him from above. Slowly the thunderstorm became a drizzle, and the drizzle dissipated. A familiar kinky giggle rang out. "*eehee* Oh my god. That was so awesome Kevin. Kevin?"

Kevin removed his paws from his burning face and looked towards his sister who was now setting up. She couldn't help but laugh. "PFFTTT HAHAHAA!!".

Not only was Kevin soaked, his left eye was red and extremely irritated, and he was still semi-erect. Kevin was at a loss of emotion for a moment, but only for a moment. He laughed with his sister, standing and sitting next to her on his bed.

"Haha, shit Molls, that was too much fun."

"Yeah, felt good too."

Kevin thumped his tongue against the roof of his mouth. "My tongue is sore."

Molly, giggled into the back of her paw. "My vagina is sore."

Her brother rolled his eyes and laid back on his bed, arms behind his head. Unexpectedly, but not surprisingly, Molly did the same.

For the first time since their first encounter, the two shared a moment of silence that wasn't totally awkward. Sure, the events that transpired weren't 'normal', but it didn't matter to them. The silence spoke volumes of just how content... how satisfied they were.

Kevin was the first to break the silence.

"So uh... does this mean i'm off the hook?". Molly looked over at her brother, expression screaming 'is this guy serious?'. Kevin shrugged. "Oh well, I guess i'll just have to be at your mercy forever more.". Molly laughed. "Of course I forgive you. Even if your voyeur fetish is a little creepy.".

"Hey Molly. You wanna know the truth?"

"Of course."

"I dont have a voyeur fetish."

"Then why did you put the camera there?"

"Because... because you're too beautiful for me to ever have out of mind."

"Oh shush. You're just saying that."

Kevin rolled onto his side, making sure his sister could see his face.

"No Molly. I'm serious. I..."

"I love you, Kevin.".

Molly smiled earnestly at her brother, ears perked and tail wagging lightly. Kevin was shocked, but it was quickly phased away by a paw clutching his own. Molly tugged at it lightly for him to intertwine his fingers with hers. Kevin blushed, and his heart began to thump.

"Jeez Molls. I love you too I guess."

"You guess?" Molly stuck her tongue out at her brother, playfully.

"I'm not good at lovey dovey stuff Molly.". Kevin looked away, ears flattening with his blush. Molly giggled, using her left hand to cup his chin, bringing his view back to her own eyes.

"You dont have to be good at it. All that matters is that we love each other.". Before Kevin could reply, his sister placed a quick kiss on his lips, bumping their noses and making both their tails wag gently. And with that, no more words needed to be spoken for them to confess their love for one another.