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“It’s really not even that big of a deal, you know. I’m sure you can handle it.”

“Really, though? The mall? Isn’t that a little...a little much?”

“No one ever goes to the mall anymore, anyway. It’s not like there’s gonna be that many people around to worry about.”

“I’m a little less worried about the people, and more worried about the security cameras, which will be running, regardless of how deserted the mall is.”

River wasn’t going to back down.

Forest knew that to start with, of course. When his sister had her mind set on something, her determination was the stuff of legends, and he would have been a fool to think that he could wear her down by dragging out the discussion.

“So...we’ll just scope them out ahead of time. Do a little walking around first, keep an eye out for any cameras that could be pointing down into the conversation pits, and you can pin me up behind a pillar, lift my tail and make me hug that thing for dear life while you pound my hips. I don’t see what’s not to like about that.”

The fact that River was trying to convince her brother to do something so sensual in the first place would have surprised those who didn’t know anything about their relationship, but it didn’t surprise Forest in the least.

If anything, he’d come to expect River to be the instigator of their less than savory activities, incestuous or otherwise, and as much as it was a risk for them to share such a relationship in the first place, River was trying her best to broaden her brother’s horizons that much further.

“You really should have a career in advertising, sis.”

“And you should give my idea a chance. Not like you haven’t enjoyed it when you and I found a quiet spot in the woods, over the last couple months.”

“That’s different.”

“Just as risky, as far as I’m concerned.”

Forest rolled his eyes. “I’d ask you to explain yourself, but I get the feeling we’re gonna be talking ourselves in circles before we know it.”

“All I need to explain is that you don’t have to worry about plucking ticks out of your fur and watching out for mud puddles when you’re bending me over a bench in the mall,” River went on with her reasoning all the same, grinning a little wider at the sight of her brother’s flustered expression. “Much as I’ve loved having you bend me over in the trees and down in the marsh, this is a lot less...messy.”

As far as Forest was concerned, there would be plenty of other messes for them to worry about if they were caught in such a public place, but even if he’d tried to deny his interest in the idea, River had no shame about admiring the subtle bulge that was pushing against the crotch of his slacks.

Feeling that pressure, himself, even before his sister laid eyes upon it, Forest admitted his defeat with a quiet shrug.

“Okay, okay. We can...g-go try this,” he conceded. “But I’m not paying for a Tuber ride just to head to the mall.”

“Neither am I, but I’m pretty sure the bus still makes stops just up the street.”

A bus ride from their neighborhood to the city would end up taking the better part of an hour, but it was still cheaper and easier than trying to flag down a Tuber; as far as Forest was concerned, that was reason enough to give public transportation another try.

-

“I dunno how this route stays alive with such poor ridership. There’s literally like...three other people on the bus right now.”

“We’re on the outskirts of the route,” River noted. “I’m sure this thing is gonna be loaded with passengers by the time we actually reach the city.”

It was less a matter of distance, and more a matter of stops to be made that would keep the German Shepherd siblings from reaching their destination. They were far enough into the suburbs that the mall would have been unreachable without a set of wheels, but for what it was worth, their area had a surprisingly nice system for mass transit in place.

That being said, sitting over the wheel wells was a surefire way to have the bounciest seats in the house, and Forest should have known that his sister was up to something right away, when she moved that far toward the back of the bus.

“Here? Really?”

“Do you want to sit in the front and have everyone glaring at us for taking the easiest seats, every time we make another stop?”

There would be a far greater reason for them to catch the attention—and perhaps the ire—of other riders, when they finally decided to take their seats, but River kept that surprise in her back pocket as she moved around the side of a partition, right near the back of the bus.

To the other side of that partition were the stairs going up to the second level, but with that small divider, they would at least have the illusion of privacy, to start.

As empty as the bus was, it was more than privacy enough for River to stand at the edge of the twin seats and wait for her brother to get his rump settled in, first, before she climbed over the open aisle seat and right into his lap.

“H-hey! Are you out of y-”

“Go ahead and tell me that you aren’t into this,” she cut him off, refusing to let her brother even start his denial. “Go ahead and tell me, with a straight face, that you aren’t into getting down and dirty in public, even more than I am.”

She had him pegged, and as much as he would have argued that they could lose the opportunity to do something public at the mall, he realized that the bus was every bit as much a public place.

Knowing her brother as well as she did, River didn’t have to guess at how turned on Forest was by the mere act of her crawling into his lap. A loose fitting pair of shorts made it easy enough for the growing tent in his jeans to push against that fabric and ease it back toward her womanhood, and knowing that they were headed for a public place to begin with, River hadn’t bothered with pulling any panties over the warm, inviting detail of her spade.

“What’s the matter, little bro? You were so determined to stop me, just a moment ago...and now that I’m sitting on your lap, you’re so quiet that I’m starting to wonder if you’re taking a nap on with your eyes open.”

River wasn’t speaking so loud that the few other people on the train would be able to hear her, but the fact that she was saying such things out loud at all was reason enough for Forest to grit his fangs and swallow back what he really wanted to say.

“And I’m starting to wonder if you’ve lost what little bit is left of you m...mind...River...River, do not pull your shorts off!”

“Why?”

She asked it with such a blunt, dry tone that Forest knew better than to think that the taller, slimmer canine was going to list to his request, much less to any sense of reason that he could drum up.

In the face of what was coming next, it wouldn’t matter, but Forest at least wanted to be able to say that he tried to stop his sister from getting them kicked off the bus with their antics.

More than that, of course—and she knew it—he wanted her to do exactly what came next, when her digits moved through his zipper with practiced ease, and fingertips plucked apart the seam of a familiar button a moment later.

The warm, soft fluff around the edge of his sheath was already being pierced by the soft, pinkish tone of his canine flesh, that member pushing up and out of the opening before River had a chance to do all the work herself.

“I’m really starting to feel like I’m carrying the conversation, here,” she teased. “Good thing this has plenty to say for you, Forest...”

River certainly preferred the actions of her brother, when she finally pushed him over the edge, but along the way, she absolutely loved watching him squirm under her touch, as she captured the tapered tip of his canine dick between her index finger and her thumb.

Guiding that tip further up and out of the sheath with that paw and lowering the loose, comfy cover of her shorts with the other, River was happy to handle the first part of the act, as the bus finally departed from the small, quiet station.

“You’re really gonna try and go through with this on a f-fucking bus?” Forest asked, his voice hushed enough that no one else on board would hear, but then, his sister silenced him entirely with the grip of her palm around the middle of his shaft.

She was steadying that cock, able—and delighted—to feel how much excitement was already flowing through that flesh, throbbing against her skillful digits.

“Unless you’re really gonna try and stop me,” River whispered. “But I’m pretty sure you don’t want me to stop right now...”

She had plenty of evidence, of course, but how she used it against him would define how the rest of their trip would go.

Just pulling her shorts the rest of the way off her ankles was enough to silence and further protest from Forest—though he had to bite his lip to keep his words contained—no praise that he would have given right then would have been acceptable for public consumption.

It was a shame, all told. He wanted desperately to tell River that she looked absolutely stunning the way that she was, but even trying to find the words left him biting his lower lip, anticipating the pleasure that he would feel when that first, soaking touch of her womanhood would grace the tip of his cock.

He just knew that she would guide the tip into place the moment that he opened his muzzle again, forcing him to pick between crying aloud with such earthly delights, and keeping his mouth shut to avoid drawing too much attention to their fun before it had a chance to properly begin.

“Figures that you wouldn’t be able to make up your mind. Always forcing me to d-do...do...everything,” she teased, but for wearing such a confident grin, she wasn’t able to speak so freely when she felt the throbbing of her brother’s tip inside of her, instead. “But I’m not gonna wait out this whole bus ride for you to figure things out.”

“You...you know damn well that I wanted this,” Forest admitted, though the grit of his fangs refused to pull apart. “You just wanted to string me along!”

“And we both know that you had way more fun because I did, so you’re welcome.”

Her arrogance knew no bounds, when it came to pleasuring her brother, but her recklessness was going to get them caught in the act at the very first stop, if she wasn’t careful.

“All that aside, you’re still half-naked and sitting in my lap,” Forest noted.

“Almost in your lap. I’ve still got a ways to go; don’t sell that cock short.”

Sliding down the emerging shaft as she worked her way closer to her brother, the more aggressive of the canine pair was putting as much of herself on display as she could afford to, but having just a taste of that pleasure, Forest wasn’t going to miss his chance, either.

Her full, naked thighs and the slim strip of her tummy were alluring enough on their own, but it was the soaking presence of her womanhood and that swollen, aroused spade that were capturing his attention, right then; much as he wanted to sit there and stare at her sex the whole way to the mall, he’d need to give up that glorious sight in favor of a pleasurable touch.

“Complimenting me isn’t gonna get you out of covering up, River.”

“...You’re such a buzzkill.”

“And you’re gonna be just as disappointed as I am if we get caught right now, so...you may wanna figure something out.”

With the bus moving away from the station and the pressure of the wheel wells adding a little more depth to an already impressive cock, River was enjoying herself a little too much to argue with such a good thing.

Still putting out a melodramatic huff as she changed her mind, she took the shorts from around her ankles and pulled them away, shifting them over the tops of her thighs to cover up what the naughty pair were really up to.

It was enough to reduce the risk, but a keen eye would still be able to tell what was really going on...and it did nothing to dull the thrill for Forest, who was still coming to terms with the fact that his own sister was sitting in his lap to begin with.

“Unless someone takes the seat right next to ours, no one is gonna suspect a thing...and anyone that decides to poke their nose into this kind of romance deserves to be slapped around a bit, anyway.”

“Because you think people should be allowed to sit in someone’s lap, instead of their proper seat?”

River sighed, keeping that melodrama alive in her voice. “You know, some people would be really appreciative of this kind of treatment, Forest.”

“Never said I wasn’t, but after all the ribbing you gave me, did you really think I’d just let you off the hook that easily?”

She always brought out that more playful, more aggressive side of her brother, but River was never able to guess just how much of that attitude she’d be dealing with.

She didn’t mind it in the least, and as long as Forest was okay with their arrangement, she wasn’t going anywhere, but if he was going to throw it back at her, she’d be happy to keep that volley going, refusing to let her brother get the better of her.

“Thanks for keeping me on my toes,” she replied. “But...you’re the one that’s on the hook here, actually.”

“How’s that?”

“Because I know you’re a lot bigger than this,” she claimed. “I’m not gonna settle for a couple inches; I need something that can keep me anchored for when we hit the speed bumps outside the neighborhood.”

Forest wasn’t trying to delay the inevitable, but as soaking wet as his sister’s entrance was when she sat upon him, he’d only been at half-mast when she captured the front end of his cock and guided it into place.

She’d taken it more than enough times to know better, and as much as she enjoyed the sensation of his tapered member gliding against the warmth of her entrance and tickling those bundles of nerves that were gathered near the front, there was something decidedly fulfilling about sitting on his entire length, taking his manhood in such a way that it seemed made for her depths.

“It just...it t-takes a minute, sometimes,” Forest claimed. “You should know that by now!”

The shorter, but slightly thicker of the two German Shepherds, Forest carried that girth throughout his body with attractive proportion, but nowhere was it more important than in the width that spread out in the lower inches of his shaft.

A little bit at a time, that shaft widened toward the base, just above the knot—a treat that River was looking forward to enjoying later—but even such an eager lady as River knew the importance of stopping and delighting in the main course, before thinking too much about dessert.

“Sometimes it does, but right now, I think you’re trying to hold out on me,” she claimed, that grin returning to her face. “Trying to make me work harder for it than I already have...you wouldn’t do that to your sweet, darling sister, would you?”

Her voice was still just above a whisper, and thanks to the dawn of more convenient headphones, the other three passengers on the bus wouldn’t have heard her, even if she was speaking at full volume.

The hushes tones of a whisper, however, added a thin, but entirely present veil of lust to her words; not a moment after uttering them, she felt more of that shaft creeping out, pushing through the tender flesh of her warm, dark petals.

“You might be sweet, but y-you...nnnfuck...you know damn well that what you’re doing right now isn’t really darling behavior.”

“If you really feel that way, I can always stop,” she offered, but there was still a sing-song tease in her voice, as she relaxed her inner walls. “Or...you can admit that you want to fuck your own sister...r-right here...in front of all these people...and I can go back to squeezing your cock, every inch of the way, until you’ve given me the whole thing.”

River wasn’t just teasing her brother, nor was she making an empty boast.

Forest knew better than to think it was bravado, having felt the pressure of her inner walls plenty of times before, knowing that she had such control that he genuinely wondered how she pulled it off.

As if demonstrating her intentions, she gave a brief, passing clench of her muscles around those first few inches, and Forest, having no defense, let out such a gasp that it would have alerted the driver, if he wasn’t also wearing one earbud.

“Not like you’re gonna give me much of a choice in the matter, are you?” Forest asked, having just enough time to swallow back another moan, before River squeezed herself around the tip of his length.

“Oh, you always have a choice. Consent is important, blah blah blah...but if you can be convinced, then I’m gonna do everything in my power to get you to see things...and feel things...my way.”

Their back and forth didn’t always go the same way, but if Forest was asked to remember a time that he didn’t let his sister get the better of him, he wouldn’t have been able to recollect such an event.

He might have been bashful to admit it, but River knew him too well—inside and out—to let him off that easily, when she was in the mood for a little fun.

“I’d expect nothing less from you,” Forest said, but that time, there was a hint of concession in his growing smile. “But you can’t blame a guy for trying to make you work for it a little, can you?”

“I can blame you all I want, but you said it best,” River agreed. “I’d expect nothing less from you, either...”

They were familiar enough with the route to know when that first turn out of the neighborhood was coming, but that meant that Forest had only seconds left to push the full length of his cock inside of River.

She was milking the tip of his member well enough that it wasn’t going to be as close of a call as he thought it might be: though it was still within seconds of that first bump, River could tell that her brother was nearing the peak of his erection when she felt something wider—the front edge of that knot—welling up against the berth of his sheath.

The warm, soft fluff that surrounded that opening was already tickling River in the most pleasant manner, but it was his girth and his full, throbbing flesh that truly pleased her when the pair went over that first speed bump together, forcing Forest to brace his footpaws against the floor...

...and the final inches of his shaft to pound into River from below, with truly emphatic purpose.

“Nope...mnnnf...n-not an inch less than that, Forest,” she whispered, wishing that she could cry out for her brother with the genuine passion that she felt. “There’s the shaft I was hoping for...”

“Good luck falling off of that,” Forest boasted, feeling his confidence bolstered by River’s soaking embrace. “Not that I think you were trying to.”

“Don’t tempt me, Forest. I could make this much harder for you...”

They came down on the other side of that speed bump with a quiet, shared groan, as the shifting weight of the bus and the gravity around it forced their bodies to simulate a thrust.

Two pairs of wincing eyes—his of calm, emerald green, and hers of intense, sky blue—opened to gaze upon each other, sharing a knowledge that they were going to go a little too far before they were anywhere near the mall.

“I don’t think anything could make me harder than this, River.”

“Bet I c-could find a way,” River stammered, feeling the pressure of the next speed bump as they moved over the plateau. “But more importantly, this could be a problem...we’re gonna get tossed around a little bit, you know.”

“I’m not gonna get tossed around at all; I’m sitting in a seat, like a proper passenger.”

“And I could just take a seat next to you and finger myself until we get to the mall...force you to sit there with your cock as stiff as it’s even been, tucked under your jeans...”

“But you-”

“And I could still get away with it, playing with myself like that,” she carried on. “But you’d be stuck, blue balled, until we found a spot...and what if we didn’t? What if the mall just happens to be super crowded today?”

Forest knew she was stringing him along, but it didn’t change the fact that River was every bit as skilled with her tongue as she was with any other portion of her anatomy.

She was talking him into a corner that he could have pulled himself out of, but he was happy to be pushed that way, knowing that she’d stay put if he just gave her that quarter.

“If you’ve put that much thought into...it...nnnf...do you have a solution in mind?” Forest asked, beholden to the same, excessive pleasure that came with dipping back over the other side of the speed bump.

“You could put your hands on my hips...or, if you’re worried about us being judged, you could always cross your arms over my legs,” River suggested. “But if you don’t come up with something, if I arch my back a little too much, this is gonna be a really awkward bus ride for a few people.”

“If they ever actually get on the bus. I’m starting to think you and I could get a little more carried away, if we really want to.”

It was only a matter of time before her brother got further into the idea.

River knew that going in, knowing his kinks well enough that she could manipulate their path of travel to the mall, if she was so inclined.

“Tell you what, Forest: if no one else gets on the bus at this stop, you can lean me over the other seat...and do what I know you really want to do.”

Though she was a hint taller than her brother, Forest was stockier, and at that, plenty strong enough to stand up with River in his lap, as long as she had a landing spot nearby.

The dividers in the back of the bus weren’t just partitions, but seats that could be flipped in both directions, so that larger parties could sit in their own, small area.

The German Shepherds wouldn’t need that much space if they were so inclined, but as the bus moved further down the road, away from the neighborhood and toward the major thoroughfares, Forest was so focused on the opportunity that he looked past his sister, if only for a moment.

“Seems I really got your attention with that one,” she teased. “And here I was, thinking I’d have a nice ride to the mall, just warming your cock and tickling your cheek...”

River would have been happy with the bus ride at all, just for the fact that she was getting to spend some quality time with one of her favorite people, but she didn’t think that Forest would be so quick to lean into that opportunity.

When the bus came to a stop, the pair shifted against each other, drawing a quick giggle from River...but as her brother’s cheek pressed into her covered breast, she felt him looking beyond her, even then...and felt the slump of his face as four new passengers climbed up the stairs and paid their fare.

“Don’t let it get you down, Forest. There’s still plenty of time for you to show me what you would have done when we make it to the mall.”

Forest still wasn’t convinced that they would make it that far without getting kicked off in the first place, but if they had to walk it out for the last couple miles, he was perfectly fine with that, provided that River came through with the payoff...

...and to that end, he had no reason to doubt her.

-

Taking mass transit wasn’t the most appealing thing in the world, but Leilani didn’t have a huge problem with it.

She would have loved the privacy of her own vehicle, or even the option of something a little faster, like a light rail system...but the bus route that she’d picked out took her everywhere that she needed to go, or at least close enough that she felt comfortable making the walk on her own.

The feline was a woman of the world, and being so well traveled, she knew the importance of staying off of certain pathways—something that she’d learned back home, in South Africa—and so far, going to university in the states, she hadn’t run into anything troublesome, despite all the warnings.

If anything, bus travel where she’d picked for the exchange program was relatively easy, and though the university itself meant the busses were always a little crowded, she didn’t mind cozying up to a stranger, knowing that the average rider would be nose deep in their phone, complete with a set of earbuds to drown out any real conversation.

“I still can’t believe we’re doing this, Forest...there’s so many people on board, now...”

Through all of the background noise and riffraff, there was one voice that appealed to Leilani a bit more than the others, if only for the sensual tone that it carried.

With the pursuing gaze of a cheetah and the thicker thighs and haunches of a lion, Leilani would have captured the gaze of plenty of other people on the bus, but she could have been any other spot on the wall, as far as River and Forest were concerned.

“Huh. I didn’t know they allowed that kind of thing on busses, here,” she murmured, seeing how deeply River was sitting in her brother’s lap, but missing just what an intimate connection was hidden under the guise of her shorts. “But if they weren’t sitting like that, I’d have to stand in the middle...guess I should be grateful.”

She had no intentions to confer that gratefulness out loud, right then, but she did offer a quick “Scuse me,” as she moved to the other side of their joined bodies, taking the only seat left on the lower row.

Without the partition in the way of the view, she was able to glean something that the other riders had overlooked, but she wasn’t looking so closely at the action, just yet.

She started out her ride the same way that she always did: looking out the window of the bus and admiring the way that her black, thin choker and the purple, heart-shaped pendant around it popped so well against the smooth, black shade of her fur.

“Wait a minute...”

Seeing their bodies a bit more clearly in the reflection, just across from her, Leilani was able to pick out something else about the pair of canines.

River’s shorts were settled just atop her thighs, but she wasn’t actually wearing them.

“Are they actually doing what I think they are?”

It was such a hushed whisper, though such tightly kept lips, that even River and Forest didn’t know for sure that she was talking about them.

To that end, Leilani wasn’t entirely sure that she was right in her assumption, but the longer she watched their bodies moving in the reflection, the more she could see those subtle, rocking motions weren’t just the turmoil of the bus, itself.

River wasn’t bouncing herself with everything she had, but she was giving her brother plenty to enjoy, rolling her hips further into his body and bumping against his tummy with the peak of her crotch, while Forest, that much more subdued, kept his arms hugging around the small of his sister’s back, encouraging those delicate motions.

If not for that, he was sure they would have wiped each other out well before then, but they were only a few stops away from the mall, by then...and much to Forest’s continued surprise, they had a chance to get away with it scot free, even on an almost entirely full bus.

As long as Leilani was willing to keep their secret, they wouldn’t have anything to worry about, but for the first time since they’d started, there was a new element of risk, as River looked back over her shoulder and noticed the intensity of a proper, feline gaze.

“Almost feels like I’m being hunted from both sides,” she murmured, still feeling the weight and hunger of her brother’s stare upon her. “Not the worst place in the world to be, though.”

She didn’t speak as loudly as she could have, but she didn’t need to blurt out the words to capture Leilani’s attention. With just a single meeting of their eyes, she could tell that the hybrid feline was enamored with their less than savory antics, but there was a hesitance in that gaze, telling that she wasn’t going to call them on their actions.

It wasn’t clear what Leilani would do, just then—she hadn’t gotten that far—but just for having the chance to be so close to the action, she couldn’t break her gaze away...and the longer she stared, the more glimpses she was able to capture of the warm, black skin that was just visible under the cover of Forest’s overcoat.

That sack was bouncing up against the inside of River’s thighs with just enough pressure to delight her into a squeal, and behind that sound, there came a low, appreciative growl as she leaned into her brother’s cheek, her lips brushing against the bottom of his earlobe.

“Seems that we have an audience, finally,” she declared, keeping the volume just such that the three of them were having a private conversation. “And we’re just a few stops away from the mall, too. I sure hope you’ve got a little something left to give, Forest...it’d be rude if we stopped now.”

They hadn’t made formal introductions with her, but Leilani was too captivated by the act to stop herself from staring, any longer.

There was no hesitation in the pace of River, who started moving against her brother with that much greater vigor than she had before, her pace not dictated, but certainly encouraged by the fact that Leilani was so taken with the display.

It was only when River noticed exactly where Leilani was gazing that she slowed down, and with the partition as her only saving grace, she lifted herself from her brother’s cock...just enough that the hybrid feline would have no trouble seeing the shape of it, fully erect and throbbing with anticipation for the next move.

Leilani could hardly believe what she was seeing: that off pink color that coated his shaft, the tapering shape that moved toward an almost sharpened tip, and the way that it so effortlessly disappeared inside of River once more, filling the unique, diamond-like shape of her spade with an almost perfect fit.

She didn’t know they were related, though a look at their markings could have given that much away...and in the face of what they were already up to, Leilani would have struggled to believe that they were not only willing to have such a dalliance in a public place, but that they would have done it with such a forbidden connection.

“You really think that we didn’t notice? You saw us from the front of the bus,” River claimed, having seen Leilani over her shoulder from the very start. “We’ve been keeping a close eye on everyone coming in, but you’re the first one to really take an interest...it’s no wonder you took that seat.”

It all could have gone so much worse than it did, but the fact was that they’d gotten lucky in the middle of getting lucky, and all the while, Leilani was gripping the armrest of her seat, wishing that she had their same degree of courage.

She might have been able to get away with the very same act, thinking that there was little wrong with her showing her appreciation for the show by reciprocating it, but a pair of jean shorts didn’t make for quite the easy access that she would have needed.

The bulge at the front of her shorts, showing an outline of her knuckles, would have been too obvious...and yet, the thought had crossed her mind so many times that she could feel the moisture gathering at her folds, as if she’d already warmed herself up for the main event.

“Not really the talkative type, are you?” River asked, dominating the conversation as much as she was her own brother. “That’s okay...if you prefer to watch in silence, I’m not gonna judge you. If anything, I’m just glad to have the extra company...and...if you were enjoying it that much, perhaps you could be part of the company some other time?”

It was a bold suggestion in any circumstance, but the fact that they hadn’t even exchanged names yet told how aggressive River could be.

Though she held a deep, soft spot for her brother, she had a greater appreciation for women than men, at large. To know that Leilani was so enamored with them had her attention properly divided...and as much as she was loving the slow bounce of her womanhood on River’s shaft, it was quite the high praise, even if it remained silent.

“It’s actually kinda hot, isn’t it? Almost like I’m not supposed to know that you’re there,” River suggested. “Like you’re just a nosy neighbor who noticed that we left the blinds up, and you just can’t help yourself...”

Having admired the earrings that decorated Leilani’s earlobe, the clutch of her choker, and the grip of her tank top around the modest, but delicate perk of her breasts, River was happy to focus on the most intimate area of her body, drinking in the sight of that gap between her thighs.

Those jean shorts weren’t the tightest she’d ever seen, but they held the feline snug enough that River didn’t have to go far to imagine the narrow, tight shape of that pubic mound underneath.

She was drooling at the idea of her brother leaning her over that seat, right then, knowing that she could line herself up just right to go in for a taste, but even she wasn’t bold enough to take that risk without greater clearance from a total stranger.

Just as she’d said, consent was important...but as if she was showing evidence of that same wavelength, Leilani parted her thighs just a bit wider, having felt the weight of the canine’s gaze upon her covered sex.

“Forest...I...I need you to go a little faster.”

He’d been almost passive in the way that he’d taken River, thus far, but it wasn’t the fact that he didn’t want to move against her.

There was plenty of energy left about him, but the fact remained that she’d been sitting on his cock for almost the entire ride, keeping him near the edge of his release...but as long as he was just being soaked and keeping his stomach clenched, he was able to hold out, thinking that the grand finale would take place in the mall, itself.

At River’s request, however...

“You know we’re gonna g-get caught if I actually start thrusting, right? The bus is full,” he whispered, but his voice held all the grit of sandpaper, thanks to his frayed nerves. “There’s no way someone isn’t gonna see.”

“Only our new friend will be able to see,” River claimed, damning the risks. “And I think she approves of the idea?”

Leaving that questioning inflection dared Leilani to finally speak up. Being a blend of a cheetah and a lioness, it wasn’t clear if she was going to chirp or purr with approval, but where her gaze would have told the whole story, that wasn’t enough for River.

She wanted to hear something more, thinking that it would motivate Forest to trust her and give that extra effort...but she never stopped to consider how close her brother was to the finish line.

“I still can’t believe what I’m seeing,” Leilani confessed, minding the sound and volume of her voice. “But, if...if you two think you can handle that...”

“Oh, we can,” River declared, and just as Forest started to part his maw to warn her about his overwhelming pleasure, he felt a single digit press to the end of his muzzle. “And we will, unless Forest here wants me to cry out as badly as I actually want to.”

As wonderful as that would have been, and as quickly as it would have pushed Forest over the edge, the fear that she might actually go through with it bought the smaller German Shepherd another minute or two, as the bus came to another stop.

At that point, however, River wasn’t going to stop for anything, and Forest was finally pumping into his sister with greater sincerity, letting the pressure of his digits show itself on the curve of her hips.

On one hand, Leilani found herself wanting to be in the very same position, wishing that she could feel the grip of that stout, powerful canine around her back...to be able to feel the unique shape of his proper, canine anatomy buried inside of her.

On the other, she was so taken with River that she wished she could have the taller, slimmer canine sitting in her lap, as well; their bodies were already locked in an intimate dance in the realm of her fantasies.

She showed that first bit of evidence as the pressure of her fingertips came to settle against her own lap. It was a clever look, with one palm resting over the knuckles of the other paw, and just below, her fingertips were able to stroke and brush along her covered mound without anyone being any the wiser...

...and the standing room passengers were turned away from the partition, creating a curtain of flesh, bone and cloth that no one inside the bus would be able to see through.

The busy, city streets, on the other hand, were flooded with people, and any time the bus came to a stop, those just outside the window were able to see, at the very least, that River was sitting in Forest’s lap...and if they were particularly keen, they might have seen a flash of that full, pulsing shaft, spreading her womanhood a little bit wider as his pleasure continued to build.

He almost managed to bite back on everything, but as the bus took off from that station anew, a pothole in the road decided that Forest was spent, and the sudden impact forced River to sink all the way into his lap, adding that much greater a squeeze to the middle of his shaft.

He couldn’t give a proper warning, and when the weight of that bliss became too much to hold, he couldn’t help the sudden jump in his pace, and the quiet, muffled pap of his sack swinging up against her spade.

“...F-fuck...Forest! What the hell, dude?!”

Whispered though it was, one or two people on the bus shifted and looked back as Forest continued to hump into his sister from below, and a tight, eager squeeze at her hips kept her from budging, even when she felt the pressure of his knot against her soaking cookie.

“I tried to warn you, but you just kept pushing...and now I...I...can’t f-fucking stop!” he cried out, immediately burying his face against the covered comfort of his sister’s bosom. “Gonna cum...g-gonna fucking cum!”

If not for muffling his own delights, he never would have gotten away with it, but Forest could already feel the soaking mess of his yield against the inner walls of his sister, just a moment after he made the declaration.

Leilani, a spectator in all of it, was shamelessly rolling her fingertips over the crotch of her jean shorts by then, thinking that she’d be the only one to get away with it if someone happened to peek through the other passengers, right then.

Luck stayed on their side as the feline let out a long, low rumble of delight, but as she shifted in her seat, she saw that she’d lost River’s attention, at least for a moment...and seeing how the slender tummy of the canine was starting to bloat with the volume of her brother’s cum, she couldn’t blame River for focusing on the task at hand.

Even the tremble of her thighs was made that much more obvious, thanks to the pressure of his throbbing within her...and the schlip of the knot sneaking into place, though quiet, was just loud and obvious enough that Leilani was able to pick up on it, among the rest of the sounds in the crowded bus.

“Damn...t-that...that’s so much, Forest...how in the world are we supposed to get off the bus, now? We’re gonna leave a puddle when we come apart!”

“If we even manage to by the time we reach the mall...I dunno if I’ll be able to get soft by then, River.”

Leilani giggled. “You two get yourself into this kind of trouble all the time, then?”

Eyes of green that stole a hint of the blue from River were gazing upon the pair, having softened a bit since their bodies became stuck together.

“If you two need something to wipe up with, I’ve got an extra shirt in my bag,” she offered. “But it’s not gonna be yours for free, just so you know.”

River was caught off guard by the offer, but hearing that shift in Leilani’s tone, the canine’s grin was quick to return.

“Would a quick show at the mall be payment enough?”

“...That depends. Do you think you’ve got room for one more on stage?”

Two sets of eyes descended on Forest, who could feel those stares, more than reciprocate them.

“...W...what?”