Summer Heat - Chapter 3: Busted

Zen was woken up by something warm dripping into his sheath. When his mind slowly woke up he felt his member emerge and poke out and the drops directly hit the tip of his dick. A scent tickled in his nose and he lifted the cover a bit to be met by a strong wave of heat scent. It was even stronger than in the morning and his sister mumbled and moaned still sleeping. His rod slowly poked against her tail and advanced even more until it directly was in front of her nether lips. It was very sensitive and Zen could feel the heat radiating from his sister's private place and the wet drops that ran over her tail and then down into his fur. Zen maoned and pushed his member a bit towards his sister until he felt it being grabbed by her libido. The hot wet folds made his member burn in a good way and his arousal spiked while his knot already began to form. From this position he was unable to put in more force and so he rolled over taking his sister with him which woke her up finally. She yipped in surprise when he rolled her on the belly and pulled up her rump up until he thrusted hard and speared inside her tight tunnel. Both of them moaned and again the lust took over Zen and he pounded his sister harder and faster with each second. The wet slurping sound was the only thing that accompanied the moaning of the siblings and Sierah was also totally out of reason and accepted him inside her. The siblings enjoyed this new game they just detected this morning and the scent of her heat twisted Zen's mind into all but one need. To breed his sister and push his thick semen into her. Zen felt the flesh even hotter around his member and it felt like his sister was even wetter. His balls were wet and sticky half from this morning and half from the liquid that was gushing over it now. He only ended his humping when his knot was stuck deep inside her again and his semen gushed into her small chamber and refreshed the batch of possible cubs. Her climax was not far behind his and he felt her twitching and milking his knot and member while his balls still contracted and pumped spurt after spurt into her inner chamber.

"What are you..." a voice startled Zen who was just spurting the last semen of this orgasm into his sister and he turned around. So did his sister that slowly came to after her climax. In the door to his room stood Mara watching the siblings with an open muzzle. They were busted and totally exposed. Mara had a full view on their back end and could see his thick knot stuck in the girl and him panting over her while she moaned and breathed hard but slowly calmed down. "Mara? What are you doing here?" Zen found his voice first and hugged his sister to turn around with her and while he sat with the back to the wall behind the bed he let his sister rest on his lap still deeply connected with her. Mara was still in the shock about what she saw. Zen did not mind her seeing him. He had no sense of guilt in front of Mara and he spread his legs to make it more comfortable for him and Sierah giving Mara a full view won their connected privates. "I am here to visit you like I promised." Mara finally found her voice again but it sounded distant and silent like she was still a bit in a shock. "But what are YOU doing here?" she requested the explanation from him. "Oh, well then thank you for coming." Even though the pulse went up when Mara suddenly popped in, Zen slowly calmed down. At first he had thought his mother had come back. "I am helping my sister through her heat." He explained. He was totally oblivious that it was wrong what he did to his own sister. For him it was just natural and he had followed his instincts. "What do you mean by HELPING her? And HEAT? She is ten!" Mara seemed to not understand this all. "I will explain. But sit down, put down your bag and maybe lose your jacket." He pointed at the other end of the bed while his sister stopped to huff and sighed when his paws caressed her slightly bulged belly and the region over her pussy where his knot was stuck inside. Mara slowly followed his invitation and let the bag in her hand fall down and slipped out of her jacket before she sat down on the bed. She was so fixed on the nether region of the siblings that she did not notice that she directly sat down in a pool of their fluids that they had produced earlier. Zen did not wonder how Mara had been able to get into the house because he knew that she memorized all the codes needed for the front gate or the house. She had been in this house often enough.

"Well?" Mara looked at Zen with a stern face and Zen snapped out of caressing his sister and looked back to her while his paw rested on Sierah's belly. "Well..." he started. "This morning my sister woke me up and told me that she did not feel well and her description was just like how you described once that you felt during your heat." His thumb trialed up and down the row of teats on the belly of Sierah. The little girl totally relaxed which had his softening member and knot slide a bit deeper and her collide with his base but Zen did only half consciously still caress his sister while he explained what happened to Mara. "I did not know much about it and it was too early to call you and ask you to explain it to her... so I explained all that you told me four years ago and tried to help her with some techniques that I read in the internet to make it feel better." Mara still watched him with her eyes squinnied. "It felt good for her and I wanted to make her feel even better and started to lick her girl parts and the somehow we ended up like this." He watched his paw caressing Sierah while he described the morning and how they had been connected. He was not sure if this was the best explanation he could give but when he looked up he saw that Mara had her paw in her pants while he explained it. She was not fast enough to pull back and he looked at the paw that was a bit damp. "Are you okay Mara?" he asked because her look softened and she looked a bit embarrassed. Zen felt his member slip out of his sister and helped her to climb down from his lap and she cuddled against him while she had her eyes closed and listened to their conversation. "It is nothing." Said Mara and tried to pull her paw to her maw but Zen was faster. He leaned forward and held her paw to sniff at it. When he pulled the paw closer to his nose he noticed that a strong smell was coming from it. It was not quite the same as his sisters smell but somehow even stronger and spicier. He licked over Mara's paw and she yipped and pulled back. "You are in heat, right?" he asked while his member, half way into his poach, stopped and lingered half erect outside. "Yes I am." She shot at him and he noticed that she was embarrassed for him to notice. "Since yesterday if you need to know." "Hey, I did not want to blame you or anything. Are you okay?" he softly put his arm around her shoulder and sat next to her. "Should I help you too?" he offered. Half of this offer was a lingering horniness that he could not explain and the other half was pure care and honest desire to help his friend. "I don't know." She replied shyly. "I never showed my privates to any boy before, not even without being in heat. It is just so embarrassing." She wanted to pull away but Zen held her. "There is nothing to be embarrassed. We used to bath together in the past, right?" "But my parents..." - "What?" asked Zen and looked into her red eyes. "They said I should not be seen naked by a male." - "Just don't tell them." - "But..." - "Hey, what do you have to lose?" Zen asked and hushed her with his finger on her muzzle. "You felt the need to touch when you heard my story, right? Let me do the touching. I do not know much about girls and heat and stuff but what I've learned from my sister is that this makes you feel better." Mara looked at Sierah and the girl, who had opened her eyes when Zen moved away from her to approach Mara, put her eyes down and nodded shyly. Mara still was hesitant and Zen knew why. He had been himself. Since they were twelve they had been told that it was nasty and bad to see the other gender naked or touch each other. They did know very little about the differences of girls and boys let alone what them being together would mean. "You saw us naked so it would be fair if we saw you, right?" Zen tried to coax her into it and after another minute of ponder Mara stood up and pulled her shirt and then her pants off in a slow motion. She only left her anti-scent underwear on. Zen observed it. It looked like a double layer underwear with some soft filling and at the edges it gripped deeply into the fur of Mara to be tight around her skin. There was a band that held it together at the top and Zen softly caressed Mara's back while he loosened the band. She did not fight it and soon her underwear slowly slipped down a bit and then opened to drop down on the floor. A scent two times as strong as his sisters hit his nose. He did not know if the underwear was concentrating the scent or if it was because Mara was older or had one day ahead of his sister in her heat but it was more potent and alluring for him and his member directly started to pulse and went rock hard with his knot already half way to full size. His hand directly went on her folds and caressed the wet libido and the growing clit accompanied by low moans of Mara. Zen led her to the bed and had her bend forward so that she was crawling on the bed in the same position his sister had been this morning.

Zen carefully caressed her nether region with one paw that soon was drenched in her fluids and after getting the other a bit wet he played with her dugs and made her moan in higher pitches while he took her to a feeling she never had felt before when doing it herself. Zen knew where it felt the best because he had explored his sister twice and knew where she moaned the most. He licked over the back of Mara while the lioness purred and mewled and moaned in pleasure. When he reached her nether region with his tongue and started to plunge it into the entrance of her pussy while he was now playing with her nipples with both hands she was shaken by the strongest orgasm she had have in her life and she splashed a lot of fem juices into the maw of Zen who greedily gulped it down. His knot now had formed completely and pre was dripping down constantly. Zen could not wait any longer. The scent and the taste of her pussy had him even stronger in need than with his sister and he just pushed her a bit more on the bed towards his sister and then moved over her while Mara still roared from her climax. Before the girl was able to notice the change of his positioning he already bit down. Mara roared again when he pushed forward but this time in pain. Her hymen resisted one push but with his second push he ripped it open and pushed a bit deeper. Even if Mara was much bigger than Sierah she was much tighter. Lions did not have as thick genitals and no knot and therefore the females were not built to take in such a thick member but Zen did not care about their racial differences. He pushed forward into her hot, wet and still twitching tunnel and the girl stopped to groan more and more with each jab and soon moaned most of the time. Only his pushes, that each time went a bit deeper and spread her open a bit more, still made her groan. Zen was at his limits but he held on. His instincts wanted to hilt inside of the female and tie the knot before he would let go of all the spunk he saved for her. He did not know, and less did his body, that a lioness was not built to take a knot and Mara was even less prepared to take his thick knot in at her first time. The eager boy pushed deeper and deeper already scratching at her cervix when he pushed his knot in for a quarter and made her cry out in pain from the stretching. His body wanted to tie the knot and her body tried all, despite the pain, to allow him to do it. Her legs were spread as far as they would go and even if it hurt her a lot she pressed against his strong pushes making him slip in a bit more each time he collided with her. A third went in and his tip knocked at her cervix. Then nearly half and she cried loud until he slipped back and let her overstretched slit relax again. Then he took a bit extra momentum and while she pushed back he speared into her making his knot slap with a wet smack against her pussy and pressing further. Half of it sank into her, three quarter and her lips already closed behind his knot finally able to close again after this stretching and pulled him in while he still pushed. His tip broke through her cervix and after half a minute that he sank in deeper and deeper slowly he felt her lips grip strongly around his shaft at the base behind the knot, a tight grip of her tunnel around his knot and then his balls exploded and with a loud howl that overpowered the painful roar of Mara from his forceful entrance he came into her womb with strong hot splashes. Zen let go of her nap and licked over her head when he collapsed on her strong back and huffed. She also huffed and seemed exhausted but held his weight with her arms and legs. He felt her inside twitch softly and starting to milk his still climaxing dick. His stream of semen did not want to die down. Having held in for so long it all gushed out and even when after one minute the contractions of his balls went a bit slower and weaker he still pushed his seed into her waiting womb while she started her own orgasm. It was not as strong as her first but his spurts got stronger again when her womb and tunnel started to milk him. Both their breath became slower and calmer and Mara began to purr which vibrated through his dick and transmitted to his whole body making him even more aroused. When his spurts finally stopped and only a few drops exited his tip the climax of both died down and they rolled to the side. Zen, still locked deep inside of his friend, pulled Mara into a close hug and licked over her cheek. Lying there, with his knot tied deep into her snatch, felt so good and natural for him that he knew that he loved Mara with his whole heart and body. He knew he wanted to be with her for all his life and do this a lot of more. He sure loved his sister just as strongly but maybe it was because he was not related to Mara by blood, maybe because she was the same age as him or because of the strong heat scent of Mara that still overpowered the scent of Sierah but at this moment Zen loved Mara a bit more.