Envy
#4 of Voyeur
A series of unconnected, erotic flash-fiction centered on the ideas of voyeurism and exhibitionism.
I also write commercial Sci-fi/Fantasy erotica: https://www.amazon.com/S.L.-Hadley/e/B016HOA6OC
Julia swallowed hard and did her best to ignore the scene taking place across the room from her. It wasn't the first time her older brother had brought a female home with him. It wasn't even the first time they'd fooled around in front of her. But Elias had never been so brazen about it before.
As she turned the page of her book, Julia looked up. It was a mistake. In a heartbeat, the sight of her brother and his latest conquest, flat on her back, grabbed hold of her and made it impossible to tear her eyes away.
The first thing she noticed was not her brother's ass, though it was certainly front and center. It wasn't even his cock. No, the first thing Julia noticed was his balls. And despite the voice screaming in her mind, telling her how wrong this all was, she continued to stare.
Covered in a short, thick coat of white fur, Elias' orbs were captivating. They swung energetically as he pounded the wolven female beneath him, dangling when he rose and swelling in their sack when he buried himself to the hilt inside her. Soon, as her brother's rhythm increased to a furious staccato, Julia's ears pinned back against her skull as the dull smacking sound of his plump balls bouncing against the female's exposed ass joined the chorus of moans and sloppy sounds of eager penetration.
Still, she did not look away.
Elias' knot was beginning to swell. It caught against his partner's folds with each thrust, stretching them lewdly before slipping free with an audible pop. The sight and sound of it made the hair on the back of Julia's neck stand on end, but from the petite wolf's enthusiastic moans it was clear she did not object.
It was wrong. So, so wrong.
Not Elias' decision to bring females home--he was a healthy, young male so it was only natural for him to indulge in such urges. Though Julia's first heat was still a year or two away, she understood enough of the facts of life not to chastise him for it. But... did he have to pick females that looked so much like her?
Julia had only caught a glimpse of her brother's partner before the pair of them retired to his half of the bedroom. But even from what little she'd seen, the resemblance was uncanny. Though the female was at least a year or two her senior, they could easily have passed for sisters.
A sister whose legs were now eagerly spreading for her brother's stiff, crimson cock.
Julia turned another page, despite having not read a single word written on it. Her eyes remained glued to the vigorously mating pair on the opposite bed. Slowly, almost guiltily, she slipped a paw beneath the blanket covering her lower half.
What would it be like, she wondered, to offer herself to a male in such a way? The idea made her shiver, though it also flared warmly between her hind legs. She squirmed, cupping her slit with a paw and grimacing when she found her panties completely soaked through.
She'd heard that the first time hurt, though hushed, one-sided conversations with a few friends had assured her it was well worth it. So it wasn't the idea of pain that frightened her. It was the idea of being so utterly exposed.
Her brother's partner was moaning now, her tail wagging hard and her legs kicking wildly up into the air. Between each thrust, amid the rise and fall of Elias' hefty sack, Julia could see the pink indentation of the female's anus. It clenched often, occasionally spreading when Elias' knot caught and tugged her sex in a particular direction.
But, judging from the enthusiastic cries the female gave when this happened, she was not thinking about her awkwardly exposed tailhole. Her thoughts were occupied by other matters.
Julia began to rub herself through her panties. She hated herself for it, hated how dirty it made her feel, but she couldn't help it. The sight of her brother's masculine behavior and potent, athletic body was too much to resist.
There was just... so much there. His balls, his sheath, his cock, and the now fully revealed knot he was endeavoring to cram inside the tiny female beneath him. All of it took up space. It had purpose, a reason for being. Her body, on the other hand...
Lifting the blanket, Julia peeled open the front of her shorts and examined herself. There was nothing--nothing compared to her brother's body, at least. Just a small gash and a tiny, stiff button of sensitive flesh above it.
She knew she was being absurd. She'd read books. She'd been to health class. She knew that her body was just as complex as Elias'. Probably more, given all the fragile parts connected to her small, virgin womb. But none of it was enough to squash her irrational jealousy.
It wasn't fair. Her brother was carefree and perfect. He could bring home a different female every day of the week, lay them down, and empty his balls into them. But Julia? What did she have to look forward to?
Nothing.
Nothing but her heat.
Nothing but horniness and desperation until at last she gave in, lifted her tail like a bitch, and allowed some male to fill her belly with his litter.
Full of bitterness, Julia mashed at her clit with her paw. She didn't care if her brother heard. She didn't care who heard. If he could orgasm in front of her, she could damn sure do the same thing!
Unfortunately, she was too late. With a pronounced cry, the female opposite her climaxed. And a few seconds later, Elias audibly buried his knot and followed suit.
Julia self-consciously withdrew the paw and rearranged the blanket, picking up her forgotten book. She watched over the edge as her brother and his partner shuddered, trying to imagine the way both must be feeling. What would it be like to cum with something so large and powerful inside her? To feel his cum flooding her innermost places, knowing full well that millions of his sperm were fulfilling their innate mission to impregnate her?
Did Elias have such thoughts? Did he wonder about the females he fucked? Or was he nothing but a fortunate brute, driven by instinct?
Julia wanted to ask him. But, of course, she couldn't. And wouldn't.
She was torn from such thoughts by her brother's partner. The female spoke in a hushed whisper. But, in such a small room, there was no escaping the sound.
"Eli?" the female whispered. There was a giggle lurking in her throat.
"Mm?" her brother grunted.
"I was wondering... once your knot calms down, would you maybe like to try...?"
She whispered something so shyly that even Julia could only partly make it out. There was only a single word she heard with certainty. But it was the only word that mattered.
Ass.
Elias laughed quietly. And from the female's playful shrieking, he'd obviously assented in the only way that mattered.
Julia closed her book. Rolling over, she folded a pillow over her ears and closed her eyes.
But, beneath the blanket, her tail lashed endlessly, side to side.