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An Odd Thing to Say

Chapter One

> Cool, man. BTW, how are you doing these days?

> Pretty good, all things considered. See, I'm totally in Afghanistan at the moment.

> Right...

> Yup. Anyway, I think that's most of the major plot points. So, are you ready?

> Yep, I'm ready. Ready to be a young, super-hung fox taken advantage of by his older sister. ...Kind of an odd thing to say, isn't it?

The bearded man smirked, blinking blearily at his brightly-lit screen.

> Not around here.

Come on... come on... almost... almost...

"Fuck yeah!" the young fox cheered, punching a black hand into the air.

Finally. FINALLY. The one seeder who had the whole file only got only every day at exactly 3:14pm, and only stayed on for an hour at most. Which would be fine, except, there were literally thousands of others, just like him, who wanted it. Who needed it.

Big Wet Vixen Tits Volume Five. It had just been released by a miniscule and totally legit studio in the Midwest and was the talk of the whole community... the reviewers said it was top notch, even better than Volume Four, and he'd been saving it up for days to be ready to enjoy it properly.

Literally, days. Four achey, almost swollen days. But now, his suffering was at an end.

Smirking, he looked down, pulled his pants far down, and, with difficulty, whipped 'em out. Fucking dryer was too hot, his skivvies must have shrunk... but now he had them out in all their glory. The stones were the size of oranges, each, and the pillar was ten inches and as fat around as a can of Coke, at least toward the middle. Average, as far as he knew... barely average.

Whatever. No one could make fun of your little dick if no one saw your little dick. And that was what the whole Big Wet Vixen Tits series was for.

He slid the DVD into the tray of his computer. Waited until it loaded and then opened the file with VLC player, the only one of his media players guaranteed to have the appropriate codec. As he did, he started to fap--it took time even for his little dick to start to get hard--and then... and then...

At last! Shameless moaning so loud it bordered on yelling and the familiar slap slap slap of heavy tits impacting chest as a slutty, busty vixen bounced on a--

Wait. Wait one fucking second. This was still the title screen because... because...

"Fucking VLC!" the fox groaned. He shut the program down--restarted it--flushed the DNS cache and fired up the turboencabulator--but no luck.

And now, he couldn't unhear what he had heard. What he was still hearing. Growling, the fox put his hands over his ears and glared at the door. Beyond it, down the hall and behind another door, if she had deigned to shut it... was his sister, doing her favorite thing.

Fucking, of course. She did it most days, sometimes all day, sometimes more than once and often with more than one partner. And she didn't exactly hide it either, and what made it worse that ever since he had gotten into high school, they were in the same system.

And the guys made it even worse. It was widely accepted that Sarah was the hottest vixen in school--the Hell with that, she was the hottest anything in school and more than one of his friends openly lusted after her. "I'd love to fuck your sister's big tits..." "I hear she likes 'em three at a time..." these were just par for the course in Nick's life.

For the most part, Nick brushed it aside. Ignored it. But he couldn't dispute that his friends were right. Sarah was the hottest vixen in school, she _did_like them three at a time and of course he'd like to fuck her big tits--

"What the Hell?" Nick said to himself. He shook his head, trying to rid his mind of the thought--but it stuck with him. The image of Sarah lying down, looking up at him with those soft green eyes of her, her lips parted, nude from the waist up...

Her fur was red, more vibrantly so than his burnt umber (his mother had said that of his complexion once--he didn't even know what an umber was). But she had a white underbelly. Did that mean that her tits were white, except for the sideboob? Did that mean that her pink nipples peeked out from under her fur?

And what if she held her tits together for him, let him fuck her tits as hard as he wanted? What if she let him hold her hair, and cooed compliments and instructions to him until he blew a load all over her face and tits both?

What if--

"What the fuck!" Nick said, disgusted with himself.

Except... he wasn't disgusted. He looked down--even without fapping he was fully hard and only getting harder as Sarah continued to moan barely two doors down.

And then, all at once... it slowed... and stopped.

There was a pause for a moment before Sarah's moaning was replaced by lower, softer, more masculine moaning, along with a series of wet slobbering sucking sounds.

Just what the fuck... was going on?

Nick didn't know. But he knew that he had to know. A little voice inside of him told him to wait, to slow down, it's your freaking sister for crying out loud, but he crushed the annoying little cricket and, cock in hand, began to steal down the hallway.

Typical Sarah. She'd left a trail of breadcrumbs, or rather clothes, leading right up to her door, which was halfway open even then. Holding his breath, and his cock, Nick snuck right up to the open crevice and peered in.

Her partner that day was a panther with black fur and a powerful build. He was reclining on her bed on his elbows, looking down at a vigorously moving red head between his thighs. Sarah... was sucking him off, and getting into it to. This close, Nick could hear every last lick, could watch as she looked lustily up at her partner before taking his cock deep into her mouth yet again.

He murmured a compliment to her... such a fucking good little cocksucker you are, baby. And then he slid a hand through her hair, tugged her back... and then...

Did he actually smack her across the face with his cock?

Nick inhaled sharply, precumming on the tips of his fingers--he had started to fap again without knowing it. And in that moment, he saw a sidelong green gaze fix on him, just for a second.

He had been spotted. It was time to get the Hell outta Dodge.

In a second Nick was down the hall and back in his room with the door shut, lights off and computer on. Panting, he stared at the computer screen... then down at his pulsating cock. Even a glance of what he had just seen was worth more than the whole series of Big Wet Vixen Tits, even the platinum editions... fuck, Sarah was a pro!

I mean yeah. She was his sister and everything. But a fellow could appreciate art. Right? ...Right?

Nick wasn't sure when he had justified the idea of jacking it to his sister. He wasn't sure if he had. Either way, it wasn't long before the fox had his cock in his hands--both of them--and had shut his eyes, slowly fapping to the continued sounds of pleasure from down the hall.

Fuck, Sarah's body was perfect... and her hair, her face, and the way she treated a guy. The Hell with fucking her tits--he wanted to fuck her, if she'd let him.

And suppose she did. Would she let him take her missionary, and hold him close with her legs so that he couldn't get away if he wanted to? Would she ride his cock as she did the panther's, and let her big tits slap against her chest? Or would she let him bend her over and fuck her like a bitch in heat?

Would she let him cum inside of her?

The last thought was what sent Nick over the edge. He barely had time to grab a tuft of his shorts before he came... a lot harder than he had expected to. It had to be a cup, or maybe a pint of the stuff and when he was done, he was still hard. And down the hall, Sarah was still fucking the panther... or rather, he was fucking her, like a bitch in heat by the sound of it.