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The wheels on my bike whirred softly as I pushed it alongside my Shepherd/Husky half-sister. I was a pure husky, but the two of us were different in a lot more ways than that. She was five years younger than me, and had twice as many legs. She was the spitting image of her German Shepherd father - feral, brown, caramel - but her tail had that standard husky curl to it.

"You're not going to tell any of the other kids what you learned this weekend, right?" I asked suddenly.

"What? Why not?" the eight-year-old said, cocking her head.

"They won't know anything...about that stuff." Annabelle'd been learning way too much about sex and masturbation for her age, even though, as a four-legger, she'd gone through puberty when she was like two.

"That's why I would _tell_them," she explained.

I shook my head. "They're not ready for it. They don't have a book like you to explain it, so you'll just confuse them. And besides, parents usually like to decide when their kids learn this stuff. They might get mad."

"Well, that's dumb," she said simply.

"Anna, I mean it. Even though your Dad would probably let you do it, don't talk about it. For me?"

She stopped walking down the sidewalk, looking up at me. "Maybe. Are you thinking about it?"

I froze. I knew immediately what she meant. I'd promised to consider letting my eight-year-old half-sister lick my cock. At first I'd agreed just to get her to eat her vegetables. I wasn't about to tell her that I'd pawed off to the idea in the shower. "Yeah, I am."

"Okay." Was she agreeing to keep her learning to herself?

"We'll talk about it when I pick you up at noon, okay?"

I dropped her off at her elementary school early because I had places to be. I watched Annabelle shuffle into the building alongside other feral schoolkids, and my eyes drifted unbidden to their rumps. Man, a lot of these dogs didn't wear clothes. And some of them were clearly in heat, judging by those diapers. I couldn't even imagine trying to go to school where half the girls were naked!

I tore my eyes away from the underside of a ten-year-old Weimaraner, her short fur leaving nothing to the imagination, and hopped on my bike. I figured out how I could still meet Candy today, even though I couldn't attend the whole school day. By dropping Anna off ten minutes early, I could _just_make it to Grundy Middle School at our assigned meeting time. Then, I just had to pretend to be sick to get out in time to come back here and pick up Annabelle.

My lungs were burning when I finally hopped off the bike at Grundy, tossing it, lock-free, into the bike rack. The shit bike wasn't worth stealing, and even if it was, there were security cameras. It was still ten minutes before the first class started, and Candy would be waiting for me behind the stage.

"There you are!" the grey-furred, four-legged wolf yipped.

"Sorry. Personal stuff." I knew I shouldn't be messing around with my best friend's cousin, either, or any eleven-year-old, but she came on to me. How was I supposed to turn down a regular supply of blowjobs at the low, low cost of mislabelled aspirin? And now my half-sister wanted a piece of my cock, too!

"Do you have it?" she asked.

Today, it wasn't aspirin she wanted. She'd gotten me a hundred bucks, and I'd spent eighty for me, and twenty for her. "Yeah," I said, dropping the small pill of real, live Ecstasy into her neckbag. "It was pretty expensive, but try it out and if you want more, I just need more cash."

My head was still woozy from taking some last night. Damn it really worked, way better than pot. Amped me up instead of mellowing me out. Candy was in for a real treat, upgrading from a useless, fake pill to the real thing.

"Thanks!" she chirped, wagging her tail.

She'd overpaid five-to-one for that pill, but she didn't know. As if that weren't enough, she still had to hold up her end of the bargain. Grinning, I unzipped my pants.

The young bitch just perked her ears, bright eyes staring as I lowered my tighty-whiteys. Eighty dollars and a blowjob - not a bad profit for a ten minute drug deal with Oscar. I sat down on the ground, grateful that the school had such a convenient, unused hideaway. The eleven-year-old stepped forward, grinning, and lowered her muzzle to my emerging red rocket.

"Ahhhh," I groaned, her wet licks getting better with practice.

"Lie down," she commanded.

I did as I was told, only to find the furry feral on my chest, lined up backward with her rump in my face. I couldn't really complain, because she wrapped her entire mouth around my dick and suckled like a baby. Shit, now I'm thinking of Annabelle again. This was supposed to take my mind_off_ the shepherdess.

Candy lifted her tail and pushed it in my face, and I reached up to grab the wolf's hips, slamming my tongue into her wet pussy. Soft, pliable flesh parted around me, her warm, clenching pussy clinging onto my tongue eagerly. She whimpered, bucking her hips gently, but never once did the skilled little girl stop licking, slurping, and guzzling my cock.

The five-minute warning bell sounded.

Would Annabelle be even tighter?_I had to wince. Candy wasn't taking my mind off of Anna, she was making me think about it even _harder. How fucking grateful would my kid sister be if I ate her out? The showerhead already got her off, eventually. Talk about an easy way to convince her to eat her dinner! I gulped at Candy, swallowing her wet arousal, the whole time thinking about an eight-year-old girl. Was eleven too old for me? God, I was such a fucking putz!

"Is something wrong?" she said. "You're...soft."

I had to change something up. I needed to be thinking about Candy, not Annabelle and the blowjob waiting for me at home if I couldn't maintain self-control. I needed something even better from Candy. "Just...getting bored, you know?" I lied. I would never get bored of having my cock sucked.

"What?" she said, flattening her ears.

"It's not you," I said quickly. "Your pussy is fucking great."

"Then...what?" she said, tail drooping.

"I like it. I just...want more."

She paused. "You want to 'do it'?"

I nodded. "I get if you're not ready..."

She just laughed. "I 'do it' all the time."

My eyes widened. Was she for real? With who!? I was still a virgin, but this little girl had more experience than me? "You do?"

She said, "Just yesterday, and I didn't even like the guy. But I like you."

"Oh fuck..." I said, my cock getting rock hard now.

I watched as the grey-furred goddess turned around to face me nose-to-nose, and say, "Exactly."

I lay on my back, watching in astonishment as the skilled sixth-grader straddled me. She knew exactly what she was doing, lifting her tail and lowering her hips. Her drool-soaked spade bumped up against my red tip, and I groaned. Annabelle was the last thing on my mind. I had my own, personal slut! Whining, I thumped my tail on the ground. "Ready?" she asked.

I nodded.

She licked my nose and then slammed her hips down. In a snap! I was no longer a virgin. She engulfed me so easily I could only flatten my ears and whine at the tight warmth around my bare dick. "Ohhhh, Pie," she groaned, sinking down further.

I was in her! My dick was poking up and into her actual cunt, squeezing down hard around me. I realized that I'd only just assumed that the farthest this bitch had gotten with her cousin, Rand, was a blowjob. But if she did this 'all the time', maybe they'd actually fucked. Whining, my hands went to her rump, holding her in place as I pumped up into her.

"Not too loud," I groaned, her yips starting to risk blowing out cover.

"I can't help it!" she panted, humping up and down. I could hear a building howl in her voice.

"Candy, stop!" I barked, but I thought quickly. Before she could howl and give us away, I leaned up and kissed her, full on the mouth. Instantly, our tongues melted together, and her whines melted into soft groans. We made out, my arms wrapped around her, even as we rocked and strained against each other.

The bell for class rang.

Candy's legs gave way, and she fell heavily onto me. Quickly, I pushed up onto my elbows, my tongue deep down her throat, pumping the overwhelmed pup. She pulled her muzzle away, managing to hold back her moans long enough to say, "Oh, Pie...I love you."

"Shit, really?" I asked.

She nodded, hammering her hips around my growing cock.

"Damn, girl," I said, and kissed her again. If she was worried that I didn't respond in kind, she didn't seem to care anymore, wrapping her tongue around mine as she bucked mindlessly against me.

I was propped up against the chair now, reaching my arms around the little girl to hold her firmly in place while I pounded up and into her. My unprotected cock slid all the way in, balls deep. "Ohhh...knot me," she whined.

I didn't have a lot of choice. With her all the way in, I could feel myself quickly growing inside her. She got tighter and tighter until I could barely move my cock anymore, and when I tried to pull out, she was stuck. "Nnngh,Candy," I moaned.

"I'm almost therrrrrre," she panted.

"Fuckin' hell," I groaned, tied for the first time in my short life. I'd heard other guys bragging about knotting bitches, but I'd never really believed it. But if chicks were half as loose as Candy, maybe they were telling the truth! "I'm gunna -"

"Do it!" she gasped.

I did it. Best thing I ever learned at school I learned from Candy. Slamming her down into my lap, my cock jerked and twitched and then let loose a steady, wet stream straight up her cooch. She just whined and bucked weakly in my lap, tail wagging and ears flat, taking every last drop of cum. We kissed again, in the throes of orgasm, rocking and pumping against each other while I serviced her eleven-year-old vagina.

"S-so big," she groaned.

I spared a glance at our tie, only to see that her preteen pussy was bulging out like a baseball around me. I had no idea a girl could stretch that much! The tight, wet seal kept every last drop of cum inside her - there'd be no gross mess to clean up this time. She'd spend the rest of the day with a thick, sticky creampie hiding just beyond her tail. I almost hoped she didn't wash up in the bathroom before going to class, letting all the other ferals know that she'd been 'marked'.

She licked my nose, panting. "Does this mean we're boyfriend and girlfriend now?"

I could only grin sheepishly back. I couldn't exactly say 'no', and besides, would having this feral bitch thinking she was with me be so bad? "I guess so," I smiled.

She smiled and wriggled her rump, making me squirt more into her. "Is it...okay if I fuck other guys - I mean, people, still?"

I raised an eyebrow. She wanted an open relationship? Talk about win-win. But I also wondered why she had to change 'guys' to 'people'. Was she fucking other girls? "Only if I can, too."

She laughed. "Of course you can."

I added, "But you better remember - you belong to me."

She licked my nose again and said, "And you belong to me."

Rather than agree with her, I just kissed her back. If she thought some eleven-year-old was gonna own me, she had another thing coming! But I didn't want to tell her that.

It took ages for us to untie, and by the time we were cleaned up, half of first period was over. We'd never been that late before. While Candy went to her sixth grade class, I went to the nurse. Easy enough, I explained that I was late because I'd been in the bathroom shitting my brains out and I needed to go home. Easy enough to call my dad and get permission to get out.

Did they care or notice that for being too sick to stay at school, I rode off on my bike? I doubt it.

I didn't need to pick up Annabelle until noon, so I popped another E. Didn't take long to ease the edge I was feeling on my head. I decided to hang around the drug store (I thought it was funny at the time) and enjoy the rush flowing through my body, until I got restless and took off on the bike down a hill. Riding back up was a pain, and soon enough, I was at Jackson's house. Before I knew it, I was in Anna's bedroom, lying on the the ground and rolling back and forth in the soft carpet. I could smell her all around.

I'd hoped that messing around with Candy would get the eight-year-old out of my mind, but now it was worse than ever. I couldn't keep an image of grey wolf in my head without it turning into a German Shepherd's rump, tail curled and wagging. I'd finally become a man inside the sixth-grader, but it just made me want to have Anna even more. Or maybe it was the ecstasy.

I was naked now, pawing off as I imagined bucking up into Anna again. Her scent filled my nose - sweet, but not in heat or anything, just young and tender. Every temptation rolled through my head, from the first time I saw her little spade beneath her tail. It hadn't been hard to refuse to use fingers on her, but now she was actually begging to give me_a _blowjob. I came harder than I ever had in my life, and that included banging Candy that morning. I cleaned it up where it landed on the carpet, and I think I got it all.

By the time the drugs faded, it was already 11:38. I had to go pick Anna up from her half-day. I groaned, now that the feeling had departed. It was going to be hell pretending everything was normal with her again. At least Mom and Jackson were scheduled to get back around 10:00.

I wore sunglasses into the building when I picked her up, my eyes still sensitive to the light. When the teacher, a two-legged Poodle called me over, she looked at me disapprovingly. "Aren't you supposed to be in school?"

I looked around. "I am, aren't I?"

She didn't look amused. "Annabelle is almost ready, but I really need to talk to you. You're her brother, right?"

Half-brother, but who was arguing? "Yeah," I said, cocking my head.

She said in a hushed tone, "You may want to watch what you say around her. I heard her saying some very inappropriate things."

I shook my head. "Not my fault, I promise."

She lowered her brow. She wasn't teaching here when I went through, thank God. "She was speaking in the middle of class about, ahem..."

"About what?"

She glanced around nervously, but the other kids were getting picked up just fine and no one was paying too much attention. The Poodle gulped, "Anal sex," she whispered.

"Yeah? She read about it in this book she's got," I said, trying not to snicker.

The Poodle perked her ears. "A_book!?_"

"It's about puberty, okay? Nothing gross."

"Well, could you please explain to Annabelle that we don't talk about _those things_here?"

I was finally starting to understand what Jackson meant. When were kids supposed to learn about this stuff? Apparently not at school! I said, "Yeah? Well, why not? You think Anna's the first kid to talk to their friends about this stuff? What do her friends get to know if the only person answering their questions is another eight-year-old?"

She took a step back, looking up at me. "Young man..."

"Don't do that - you can treat me like a person, Ms..."

"Applegate. I must inform you that_sexual education_ is taught in first grade for four-leggers, and seventh grade for two."

I was feeling mighty self-righteous right then. "Well, I guess you didn't teach it that well if they don't know about anal sex," I said, louder than I probably ought to have.

"Shhh, shhh," she stammered.

"And I know some kids, personally, that have already done this shit before seventh grade. So what about that, Ms. Applegate?"

"Young man, please calm down," she begged, now that eyes were starting to fall upon the two of us. "I'll get Annabelle right away," she added, with defeat in her tone.

I didn't bring it up with Annabelle until we were already on our way back, just greeting her and helping collect all her stuff. But as soon as we had breathing room, I broke out laughing. "You talked about anal?"

Anna blinked. "Wha? Oh. She told you."

I nodded, still chuckling. "Man, if I'd tried that in your grade, I'd have been suspended!"

The shepherdess' eyes widened. "Really? I didn't know it was so bad!"

"Woah, woah," I said, holding up my hands. "It's okay, Anna. It's not bad, it's just...I told you so. I told you how touchy some people get about sex."

"Not the other kids," Anna said carefully.

Nodding, I replied, "Right. Adults don't think kids should be having sex until they're out of_college_."

"Even oral?" she asked, picking up her speed to trot alongside me, gazing upward.

"Yes."

When I said that, I watched her ears droop and her tail go between her legs. "What's wrong? Oh - uhh," I said, scratching my head, "Licking _yourself_doesn't count."

When that didn't have any affect on her concern, I stopped in the middle of the sidewalk. "No, wait, what's wrong?"

Anna clammed up. "Do _you_think it's bad?"

I blinked. Bad to have sex? I'd just fucked an eleven-year-old silly! "No. Most kids figure it out way before then."

She looked relieved, but still a little nervous and said, "I tried it today - in the bathroom - with Stacy. Don't worry! Ms. Applegate didn't know."

I had to push my jaw back up to my face. "Oral?"

Annabelle nodded. "She'd never heard of it. But she really liked it."

I had to think for a minute, first running through the idea of her eating out a classmate in the middle of the school. What was Stacy? A Boxer? A lab? I shook my head. "You've gotta be really careful about that. Like, I know Jackson probably wouldn't be upset, but what if Stacy tells her parents and_they_ get upset? It's not fair, but you could get into a lot of trouble."

Anna harrumphed. "If you and Mom and Dad don't care, I don't see what the big deal is."

"Jackson's a cop. I think what you're talking about is technically illegal, just because you're so young. If you told him, he might have to tell on you."

She paled. "Illegal?"

I nodded. "You know, the kind of illegal where like almost everyone breaks the law but have to keep it a secret?"

She pondered that. "So...I can't tell Dad?"

I nodded. "I wouldn't tell Mom either. This can be our little secret okay?"

"Can I still play with Stacy?"

I paused, imagining it again. God damned teenage hormones. "As long as she promises not to tell."

We were halfway back when I asked, "What breed is Stacy, anyway?"

"Beagle."

I spent the rest of the walk thinking about Stacy and Anna.

At home, I managed to put that out of my mind and follow the list of things still to do. The afternoon was mostly free, but dinner would take some preparing. I had to cook green beans and carrots, a sure sign of another fight at dinner. I told Anna to go read, but before long, I got a call from Mom.

I put her on speaker phone, as Anna walked in. "Hi Mom!" she yipped, wagging her tail.

"Hi sweetie. How was school today?"

"Great! We learned all about mosaics! It's art made of tiny tiles!"

"That's wonderful, honey. What else happened?"

I looked at Anna, and she looked at me, and I smirked and held up a finger to my lips. Shhhh.

Anna grinned back and said, "Just the usual, you know. Numbers. I got to read "Andy and the No Good, Rotten Bully." P.E. was fun." She could barely suppress her laughter at lying to her mother.

"That's good to hear. Is Pie taking good care of you?"

"Yeah, Mom. I love him!"

Woah. I paused, realizing that she really meant it, too. And not in a gross way. I'd only really met my half-sister three days ago, but despite all the fighting about food and how uncomfortable she made me, she honestly, actually liked me. She was the first girl to actually like me...for me.

"Your dad's almost out of his deposition, so we'll be on the road soon. Should get back a little late, at 10:30. You should be in bed, but we'll see you in the morning!"

"Bye Mom! I miss you!"

Anna went back upstairs to read, and I sat on the couch. My tail drooped. Why was I so unhappy? I like Anna, and I was glad that she liked me back. School was going well, and Candy had even promised to get more cash by tomorrow after school. But I was feeling down - really down. Maybe it was the E?

But no. I was realizing that this was it. Who knew the next time my mother would have to drive Jackson out of town? They had a regular baby-sitter. I was going to go back home to Dad and go back to drugs and music alone in my room. I always looked down on Jackson, not the least because he was only two-feet tall, but now I kinda wished he were my dad. Mom seemed so much happier with him, and she was nicer to me.

That night, dinner, made me rethink the whole thing. I couldn't possibly live with this little brat! She wouldn't eat the veggies, and she even tried to sneak in bites of chicken when I told her she had to eat a third of the vegetables first. I looked at her disapprovingly, and her tail drooped, but even that wasn't enough to get her to eat.

"Anna... you've got to eat these. What about the vitamins?"

"Can't I just take Flintstones instead?"

I shook my head. "Don't you want to be big and strong like your Dad?"

She shook her head. "Not if I have to eat carrots."

I put my head in my hands. I hated the veggies too, but I'd already eaten like two cups in an effort to show her how good they were. But she couldn't be tricked.

Until I figured out why. Quietly, she nosed the plate, looked up at me and said, "Did you think about it?"

I knew immediately what she meant and I froze. Our deal for last night's salad. "Yeah."

"And?" the German Shepherd asked, cocking her head.

I shook my head. "I would get in so much trouble. It's illegal, remember."

She said, "The kind of illegal where everyone does it anyway?"

I groaned. What was I teaching this girl? "Not brother and sister."

She looked down, heartbroken. "I just want a lick. The book says it's completely normal! It can be another secret!"

I paused. I'd never spent so much time trying to convince a girl not to suck my dick. But even if I just let her lick me once to get her off my back, I knew that I'd be betraying Mom - and Jackson. They trusted me to be responsible, and even they wouldn't be on board with me taking advantage of my third grade half-sister. "The answer is still 'no'."

She whined. "What about the other two? Vaginal or anal?"

My eyes widened. "That's even_worse_."

Sniffing, the little girl said, "Dad said I shouldn't have sex until I read the book. I read the book! I know all about it, Pie. It's my body, my decision.Pleeeeeeaaaase?"

I shook my head. How on earth did I get stuck in this situation? Was she making a compelling argument, or did I just want to stuff my cock into her? I was about to shake my head again, when I paused and said, "If you eat your vegetables, I'll think about it, okay? Not fake thinking about it."

She didn't even hesitate. In seconds, the entire plate of carrots and beans was gone, and she looked up at me, her stuffed mouth still chewing. "Jesus, Anna," I laughed.

We watched a cartoon, but I could tell she kept glancing up at me, trying to read what I was thinking. Seven o'clock turned to eight, and she couldn't hold it in, anymore.

"Well?" she demanded, knowing that her parents would get home in two-and-a-half hours.

I sighed. "I'm sorry, Anna, but we just can't. You'll understand when you're older."

She sniffled and ran upstairs to her bedroom, crying. How is it that I felt like shit, after refusing to fuck my underage sister? That wasn't fair! I went upstairs and knocked on her door. "Anna..."

She sobbed, "Yeah?"

I opened the door to see her collapsed in her bed, burying her tears in her pillow. Her hind legs dangled off the edge, revealing her ... never mind, I thought, looking away. "I'm sorry."

She sniffled again, and then said, "I can smell you. Were you in my room?"

I chuckled nervously. Why did four-leggers have to have such good senses? "Yeah. This morning."

"When you were 'thinking about me'?" she asked suddenly.

I kept my mouth shut, but she was getting too smart for her own good. "Did you masturbate?" she asked, without a hint of shame.

She could probably smell it. Scratching my head, I said, "Y-yeah."

"About me?"

"Yeah," I nodded.

She wagged her tail. "Good."

I chuckled. "You're quite the little girl, you know that? I do like you, Anna. You know that, right? I'm just doing this for your own good."

"Yeah, I get that," she admitted.

I didn't dare sit down on the bed next to her, but I did take a step forward and say, "When you're older, you'll get it, and you'll thank me, okay? Even if it doesn't make sense now."

"Yeah - it doesn't."

I smiled sadly. "But that's what masturbation is for, Anna. When you can't get exactly what you want, okay? Are you ready for bed?"

"Yes, Pie."

"Alright. Have a good night," I said, moving toward the door.

"Pie?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

I sighed. "You're welcome."

By eight-fifteen I was sitting on the couch, pretending to watch reruns of Who Wants To Win My Money. I couldn't stop thinking about what I'd just done. It was the right thing, of course, but I'd never made such a hard-fought decision in my life. When I lived with my dad, it was just a struggle to stay out of his way when he'd been drinking. Now, I'd managed to resist the temptation to fuck an underage bitch for almost four whole days. Well, with the exception of Candy.

I felt...proud. It was not a typical feeling for me, but I'd kept Annabelle safe and hadn't made her feel self-conscious about her body, and I'd been there when Mom needed me. But most of all I was proud that I'd lived up to Jackson's trust. Any resentment I had melted away. Sure, I deserved a dad like Jackson instead of my real dad, but I couldn't hold that against Jackson or Anna. Maybe I wasn't just another Emerson fuck-up.

Didn't make my erection go away though. Slowly, I slid my hand down my pants, rubbing my cream-colored sheath until my slick, red rocket poked out above the waistband. I rubbed my pads against my cock, almost imagining I could hear Annabelle moaning as I fucked her.

"mmmmmmMMMM!"

Wait, I wasn't imagining it. Anna's voice wafted down from upstairs.

"Nnnnngh! Pieeeeeee..."

Sure enough, when I perked my ears up, I could hear that my eight-year-old sister had taken my comment about how masturbation was for when you couldn't get what you wanted to heart. She needed to work on her volume level, or her parents were going to have an awkward couple of weeks. Particularly if they heard her moaning my name. I had to talk to her about that, but it could wait.

I bucked my hips and groaned, humping up into my curled fist, rubbing one out to the muffled soundtrack of Annabelle's whimpers. My shorts got in the way, so I slid them off my ankles, leaning back and spreading my legs. This couch was way better than anything we had at home - the end actually reclined, so I popped the seat back and went to town. I wasn't flexible enough to lick myself, but I could spit in my paw. I imagined a cute, little German Shepherd on my lap, lifting her curled tail and pushing down around me, her muzzle tightened into a quivering moan.

I closed my eyes, comfortable in the knowledge that, at 8:30, there was no chance of Mom walking in on me, and Annabelle was busily eating herself out upstairs. It was the perfect crime. No one would know but me that I was getting off to my half-sister. I was panting now, my knot popping free from my sheath. "Nnnnmmm," I groaned, whispering quietly, "Anna..."

I moved my hand back to my muzzle for another glob of spit, when I realized two things at once - I hadn't heard Anna's moans for at least a minute, and more to the point, I_felt_ something.

My eyes flipped open wide, only to find the living, breathing Annabelle standing just beyond the recliner, firmly between my legs, nose to tip with my engorged cock. "Anna!" I gasped.

Before I could tell her no, she stepped forward and licked. I whined like a stung puppy as her small, wet tongue ran up my length before curling around my leaking tip. Unable to speak, I gripped the couch in both hands and curled my toes. "Fffuuuuuck!" was all I managed to say.

"That's a bad word," she said, between licks, her tail curled cutely over her rump, her brown ears perked up at me.

"Y-you can't..." I stammered.

But she ignored me, licking again, and again, my hypersensitive cock still just moments away from my climax. It felt every bit as good as Candy, but when the little pup stepped forward and took my entire length in her mouth, her wet, tight muzzle was unlike anything I'd ever felt. I couldn't hold it back, and squirted a little into the eight-year-old's mouth.

"Oh, wow," she said, pulling back to watch my spurting cock.

That finally allowed me a reprieve to say, "I told you we can't!"

She flattened her ears and sat back, but she wasn't cowed yet. "You were masturbating to me. But you_can_ have me, Pie. Anytime. Why make believe?"

"You're my sister," I tried, lamely.

She obviously didn't care about that. She said, "You want me. I want you. Mom and Dad don't have to know." With that, the shepherd/husky mix spun in place at the foot of the recliner, her tail curled revealingly to the side. I dropped my jaw at her glistening spade, poking out from her medium-length brown fur. She wasn't in heat, but her tongue had still left her pussy gaping and dripping, quivering there just aching for release.

She looked over her shoulder at me and whimpered, "Please, Pie?"

Honestly though, what were they thinking, leaving a fucking thirteen-year-old to babysit some girl he barely knew? They had to know that I was a bad choice. I know for a fact Mom knows I do and sell drugs, though she only knows about the weed. And here I was on an Ecstasy crash that had left me feeling all sorts of lonely. There's only so much a teenager can take! I was just a pothead loser, after all. Some cop Jackson is.

I scrambled to my knees and hopped off the couch behind Annabelle, grabbing her hips in my hands. She widened her eyes and flattened her ears, not really expecting it, but once she realized what I was doing, her mouth split into the widest grin. She spread her back legs and pushed against me, and I had to use a lot of strength to keep her a bit away from me. Mouth watering, I lowered my nose below her tail, and I guzzled her.

Her soft folds parted with a loud_splorp!_ "Ohhhh..." she moaned, humping weakly as my tongue ravished her. I pushed in hard and deep, swallowing like a man in the desert who finally reached an oasis. Annabelle whacked me in the head with her tail, but I didn't care, holding her in place and swirling my tongue in her tight pussy.

"Oh, Pie! Have intercourse with me!" she begged, still using that scientific book talk.

I pulled my tongue out, gulping a few more times, before saying, "No, no, Anna. We're gunna fuck. I'm gonna fuck your brains out."

"Fuck me!" she finally gasped.

And it was time.

She was so small. I grabbed the shepherdess by the haunches and wiggled my knees up behind her, my dick hard and throbbing beneath her slick spade. A glance at the clock showed me that I could take my time, but I was too horny to try to savor this moment. I leaned forward until my stomach rested on the sixty-pound pup's rump, sliding my arms around her belly to hold her in place. Anna yipped, glancing back at me with flat ears. "Oh God..." she whined. Her tail thumped against my side.

I paused just millimeters from her burning pussy, the temperature radiating onto my tip. A thick combination of her saliva and mine dripped down to coat my shaft, so when I met her grey spade, our loins swam for a moment before I grunted and rocked my hips forward. She was just the right height, taking the head of my dick just inside. I winced at how tight and wet and warm she felt wrapped around my pointed tip, but Anna yelped, her pussy bouncing uselessly.

"So biiiig," she gasped.

And that was just the start of it. Leaning forward, I pushed in further, getting two full inches inside my half-sister before I brushed up against her pelvis. For a moment, I froze - this was brand new to me. I'd fucked Candy on her back. Groaning, I shifted my hips back and thrust up at an angle.

Anna yelped again and spread her legs, and I could only pant desperately for air. I could just barely fit in her, her vagina squeezing down from all sides. The puffy vulva had parted easily enough, and even now squeezed and jiggled around half my dick, but trying to drill up and into her tunnel was_something else_. Even though she was a full-grown shepherd, she was still half the size of the other girls my age, and smaller than a wolf, like Candy. I curled my fingers into her belly fur, holding her tightly as she started to buck her hips and moan.

"Shit...Anna..." I panted.

"Y-you can fit...right?" she gasped, looking back at me.

"I think so..."

The third-grader gritted her teeth and said, "Then make me a woman, brother!"

This was so wrong on so many levels, but there was no turning back now. I pushed up and pulled down on her hips at the same time, slowly wedging her tight tunnel apart, the wet pressure grinding along my cock almost sending me to orgasm then and there. She sat down on me, pulling her shoulders up against my chest so that I had to grab the dog around her front legs. My head was next to hers now, and we shared hot breath, panting next to each other.

Noticing me, Anna turned to lick my face, and in seconds we were making out, head tilted, my tongue stuffed into her little muzzle. I slid one hand to her slender belly, kissing my young sister before using that hand to lift her up and few inches before pushing her back down, guiding her up and down my veiny cock.

Now I was basically sitting on my knees, holding Anna nearly vertical. She helped by tensing her back legs, lifting herself up before slamming herself down as I managed to stuff the last few inches of my teenage cock inside her. Only my knot remained outside her, kissing wetly to her soft, gaping spade. I touched her pussy with my down hand, marvelling at the slight bulge my dick made in her abdomen.

"Pie! Pie!" she grunted, her hips thrashing around me.

I wasn't going to last much longer. Standing, I lifted her entirely off the ground, using gravity to slide the young pup all the way down, before I sat back on the couch and let the chair recline all the way. I reclined on my back, holding Anna so that she stared mindless up at the ceiling, once again hammering into her. The angle was tough, so my knot smacked_her spade again and again without popping inside, but I was too out of it to care. I wrapped my arms around her chest, pinning her tightly to me as I bucked like a feral wolf. "So...good," I groaned, before moaning, "_Who's a good girl?"

Annabelle dropped her jaw and gasped, "I am."

I stressed the first word even harder, pumping her. "_ Who's _ a good girl?"

"Me!" she whined. "It's me!"

I squeezed down around her, biting my lip before saying, "Yes you are!"

I curled my toes and came, launching straight up and into her puppy cunt. I knew I should have used a condom (and so, probably, did Annabelle, thanks to the book), but like Candy, she wasn't in heat. It was probably safe. So I just launched wave after wave into my young sister, vision blurred in my excited state. I squeezed her and bucked, letting my balls clench and service the German Shepherd. She'd never forget her first time, losing her virginity at the tender age of eight to her baby-sitter. I felt a little jealous of her - I'd only lost my virginity earlier that day.

Anna for her part was moaning super loudly again, and I wondered if the neighbors would hear. She quivered and spasmed around me, obviously cumming buckets around my cock, her little paws dangling uselessly in the air. I did notice her slide a paw down to her belly, rubbing herself even as I filled her deep beneath the fur.

"Pie! Pie!" she whined, clenching down so tight it almost hurt me.

I felt something warm and wet dribbling into my lap, and I hoped we weren't making too much of a mess on the couch. We came down from our high together, grunting and moaning loud and fast, then slower and deeper, until we panted each other's names in gasping, whispered tones. Well shit, I thought. I just fucked up big time.

Anna wagged her tail against me, lifting her head to lick my chin. I grinned down at my lovely sister lying comfortably on her back in my arms, and I scratched her belly until she started involuntarily kicking her leg. "Good doggie," I said, and she laughed. A huge mistake, but it was so_worth it._

Anna panted, "The book said it would feel good, but I didn't know this good." She squirmed in my grip, burrowing backward as if she were trying to enter my skin.

"We shoulda used a condom," I said, squeezing her.

She said, "It's okay - I'm not s'posed to go into heat for another two weeks."

"Okay." I glanced at the clock - 8:45. Still an hour and forty-five minutes before her parents got back.

She said, "Can you get some? Condoms, I mean?"

I swallowed. "You want to - ahem..."

"Yes! Don't you?"

I held my breath. "This is a really bad idea. We should probably, you know, pretend it never happened." Thirteen on eight was almost surely statutory rape, no matter that she'd been through puberty for almost seven years. For that matter, I was under the age of consent, too - she'd raped me. Was that really how it worked?

She said, "Nuh uh. I'm not gunna do that."

"I mean, yeah. I can get some, but I don't think it's going to work out. You're going back to your regular babysitter. I don't know when I'll even see you again."

"Oh," she said, her tail no longer wagging. "But you're my favorite babysitter, Pie."

"I don't think that'll convince them."

I yipped as she turned around in my arms, her tight pussy yanking on my half-flaccid cock. I felt her little front paws on my chest, and looked down into her eyes. Damn, she was cute. She said, "Then we'd better make good use of tonight."

I dropped my jaw. I don't know what she expected from me - I couldn't get hard for at least an hour after jacking off. "Annabelle..." I started, trying to let her down easy.

She interrupted. "We've tried oral and vaginal. What about anal?"

I would never get used to such a pretty, brown angel saying such dirty things. I shook my head. I knew enough not to try to pound one out in the little pup's ass without, like, lube or something. "Definitely need a condom for that."

"Aw," she said, ears drooping. "Can I at least kiss you again?"

I nodded, and Anna stood up, pulling herself off of me. My dick flopped onto me limply. She was gorgeous, standing over me, her groomed brown-and-black fur gleaming in the lamplight. I took a deep breath as she stepped closer, nose to nose, and we shared a deep, emotional kiss. I could at least do that for my little sister.

Our tongues slid wetly against each other as we turned up the heat, until I reached up and wrapped my arms around her shoulders, pulling her down until her belly pressed up against mine. I inadvertently pinned my penis between us, rubbing against the fur of her crotch. But I was too distracted making out with her to notice. I petted the entire length of her back with both hands as she quivered in my arms, pushing back until she was the one probing my mouth. She licked hard and fast, wheezing through her nose, which was pressed up against mine.

Our cute little grunts and moans soon had me excited again - and I mean excited. It had only been_ten_ minutes, and I could feel my cock twitching between us, the slight pain from overstimulation easy to ignore. I'd never in my life thought I could get it up so fast.

Anna noticed, too. She broke the kiss and said, "Can we?" excitedly.

"Y-yeah," I moaned.

The young shepherdess stood up again, tail wagging. She looked back to see my half-hard dick two feet below her, and spread her legs, straddling me. I watched in awe as the skilled eight-year-old lowered her rump toward my throbbing cock. This wasn't karma. I'd done nothing to deserve this. I'd been a good babysitter, until I'd banged the baby, so that pretty much undid all the work I'd put in over the weekend. Yet here I was, about to fuck the daylights out of a beautiful, eager bitch.

I grabbed the recliner in my hands until my knuckles were white, frozen in time as Annabelle sat back until her burning, sopping spade nudged my hard-half tip. My cock jumped, hardening almost instantly, until it pointed straight up at her. She glanced down between our bodies to aim herself, lifting up just enough to set a collision course with my tip. She was positively quivering with excitement, and I ignored the gentle pain her front paws were making on my chest. "Oh, Anna..." I moaned.

"I love you, brother," she whined, sitting down. Like that, I felt her pussy slide down around my tip. She wasn't as tight after our thorough fucking, but she was still tighter than Candy. Her slick tunnel made a loud squelch as she met my glistening cock.

I didn't even think twice. She wasn't like Candy - this was my sister, and she needed someone to protect and guide her. "I love you too, sis," I said breathlessly.

"Nnngh!" she gasped, leaning back so her vagina engulfed me once again. She had her head back, whimpering at the ceiling.

"You're so fucking tight!" I moaned, bucking weakly upward. Every inch hurt, my oversensitive dick complaining at me. I didn't care. My hands went to Anna's chest, and I began to rub her belly up and down, running my fingers across the little nubs that were her nipples. She moaned appreciatively.

"So good!" she gasped, legs shaking as she picked herself up until just my tip was buried in her, before sinking back down to my hilt. Then I realized she really had bottomed out! My knot had shrunk, and now it was up inside her. If I wasn't careful - no, wait, I wanted to tie this bitch!

Sliding my hands back, I took her slender waist and rammed her up and down. She shivered and whined, instantly submissive. I glided her up and down, sliding her engorged pussy all the way down until she spread over my knot. Each time our loins met, a louder and louder pop! rang out. She gasped, "Too big!" as I pumped my growing bulge through her underage folds.

"Get ready!" I groaned through gritted teeth. I could tell she was reaching the limit, and if I didn't slam her down soon, I'd never be able to tie her.

"Oh fffffuck!" she whined, as I tugged sharply down on her hips, popping one last time inside her. She squeezed down hard, and I knew I wasn't coming out for quite a while now. Her vulva bulged out lewdly around my full cock, her tight, wet seal locking me inside her. No mess this time. I leaned up, wrapping my arms around her until we were both vertical, and then I kissed her gaping mouth.

"Oh, Anna..." I murmured, bouncing her up and down just the few inches I could manage now, stretching and teasing our tie. She whined and kissed me back, her tail firmly off to the side.

It hurt so good. My full cock was embedded in her impossibly tight tunnel, and we moaned and grunted and howled. Why had I ever turned her down? My eight-year-old half-sister was more than happy to try new things, and Jackson had been pretty clear that he didn't want her to be ashamed of her body. I was worshipping her body.

"I'm..." she gasped. If I had to guess she was about to say 'orgasming'.

"I'm cumming!" I yelped, and then it was true. She sat in my lap, tied so tight, as my balls clenched a second time. This time, I could feel my tip grinding deep inside her, launching rope after rope of bubbling cum straight at her untried womb. My knot kept every last drop inside the squirming bitch as we howled and humped against each other. Talk about 'playing house'.

Again, the cascade of our moaning voices slowed, and deepened, and vanished to a hushed whisper until I lay back and she collapsed forward, panting against my chest. Our tie stood strong, her clenching cunny milking every drop from my aching balls. I hugged her tight, glancing at the clock. 9:30.

"God, you're so fucking beautiful, Anna," I groaned.

She grinned and licked my face. "You're one hot husky, yourself."

"You know you're gonna half to eat your vegetables all the time now, right? At least while I'm here."

She laughed and said, "I need to keep up my strength."

It took fifteen minutes for my knot to go down enough to pull the tight German Shepherd off me. That left forty-five minutes to clean up. I popped Anna in the shower, on her back, with the shower head in her paws. I didn't mind the moans echoing through the house as she got off to the water, knowing it would clean her up pretty well. I didn't have as good a sniffer as Jackson, so I made sure to clean the couch beyond all reason, until even I could only smell cleaning spray. I'd tell him I'd spilled some juice or something.

Then I popped into the shower with her. If she hadn't just gotten off, I think I might have fucked her again, then and there, but there wasn't enough time. I washed myself, then ran shampoo through her fur. She didn't mind the massage, and after drying off, there were only fifteen minutes left. I told her, "Get to bed, okay?"

She shook her head. "No, I wanna go with you."

"But -"

"Pie."

I agreed to let her stay up and wait for her parents, but I should have put my foot down. She fell asleep, curled up beside me on the couch, after just three minutes. That's how Mom and Jackson found us when they got in at 10:37.

"Aww," Mom said, dropping her suitcase to the side and rushing over to the sleeping puppy. Without disturbing her, the husky smiled at me, picked Anna up and carried her up to her bedroom.

Jackson stood at the door, beaming. "I'm really proud of you, Paul."

"She was a bit of a handful, but you know what? It wasn't so bad."

The four-legged German Shepherd stood at the door, wearing a nice, dark blue shirt. His ears stood tall as he looked at me. "I've always been sad we never got to know each other better. You're very important to your Mom, even if she doesn't always show it. And you may not be related to me, but you are to them."

I sat up. Where was he going with this? I was so over my little man-crush on this father figure. If he knew what I'd just done to his daughter... He'd been such an idiot to put his trust in someone like me. Maybe if I'd managed to stick through the whole weekend things'd be different.

"Paul, I want you to be a part of Annabelle's life. She obviously adores you. I'll talk with your Mom, but would you be willing to be our regular babysitter?"

Twenty bucks a night to fuck my sister?Where do I sign up!? There was nothing to discuss.

"I'll do it."