Jazz and Jet
"Jazz, you almost ready?!" a male voice sang through the house.
"Just gimmie a minute, gawd! I can't find ANY clothes!" countered a young woman's voice.
"Really? None at all, huh? I guess you'll just have to go naked, sis!" joked the young male German Shepherd to his twin sister.
"Grow up, Jet! You know what I mean!" retorted the mildly annoyed sibling, her voice changing volume as she moved briskly about her room. She rifled through piles of clothes on various articles of furniture. The chairs in her room served as nothing but a place to store loose clothing; at such times her lack of organization inconvenienced her, but not enough to change her habits.
"Maybe if your room wasn't such a mess!" the male teen teased. He stood in the entryway to their family home, fiddling with the buttons on his nicest shirt impatiently. The small-famed canine was a bit anxious to head out already. His sister wanted to scope out a nearby nightclub, and didn't feel comfortable going out alone. Jazz hadn't been to this particular club, and Jet wasn't much the club-going type. But it being Friday night and having no plans of his own, Jet obliged his sister's request to accompany her.
"You know I wanna look good! I bet you just threw on that stupid Hawaiian shirt!" the petite pup yelled back. Jazz got along well with her brother, enough to trust him with her safety, but the two had something of an infamous rivalry. Throughout their childhood and throughout the neighborhood the two would torment each other with various pranks, insults, and full-blown brawls. The twins had a reputation for mutual abuse and mayhem among the locals, but to them it was just how they played, and how they interacted with one another in general.
Jazz stumbled out of her room, fastening her belt and pulling her shirt down before closing the door behind her. She came into sight of her brother in the entryway while adjusting her shirt and pants, her makeup case held in her muzzle. She took the item from her maw, breaking her hurried pace toward the front door momentarily just in front of her sibling to glance at him.
"Knew you'd be wearing that dumb shirt." Jazz mumbled as she pulled the door open and stepped outside.
"All that time and couldn't find a bra, huh?" Jet retorted, smirking as he followed his twin out the door.
"You're sick, Jet. Why do you care?" the snarky sis asked. "You drive, I gotta do my hair and stuff." She tossed her car keys to Jet on their way down the walkway.
The young male shepherd had been feeling strange things in the presence of his sister lately. The feeling came back in the moment he saw his sister turn the corner on her way out. He pondered the odd feeling in his gut, and how it seemed to fit the "butterflies in the stomach" description of infatuation. Jett mulled over the implications of the strange feelings he was having. "Do I have a crush on my sister?" he wondered to himself. Lost in this thought, he idly stared at her tail as it swished behind her before realizing what he was doing and refocusing his gaze on the car ahead of them.
"Jasmine, Jethro, you two be careful!" a female shouted from a front window of their home.
"Okay, mom!" the two replied in almost eerie unison.
"And have fun!" their mother encouraged, waving them goodbye.
"Here's the place. Turn in here." announced the young female, unenthusiastically. Actually, her gut agitated with anticipation, eagerness kindling in her belly, but she wouldn't let her brother see her express such sincere emotion. She'd seen people talking about the place online and didn't know much about it, other than its supposed great atmosphere and music. The girl German Shepherd was in the mood for some nice ambiance and dancing, and perhaps checking out some cute guys a bit while she was at it.
"You sure about this place? Looks kinda... dark." the shepherd boy asked in reference to the discreet brick building across the parking lot as they stepped out of the car. "What do you know about this place?" he asked uncertainly.
"Yeah, this is the place, see? The sign is right there! Jeez, quit worrying, Jethro! You're starting to sound like mom or something." sister snapped as they approached on foot.
"Alright, Jasmine!" brother retaliated.
"It doesn't work on me, dummy. My name doesn't suck." Jazz quipped.
"Yeah, I guess not..." Jet replied sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. "Your name is... nice."
"Damn right." the dog girl imparted just as they reached the entrance to the building. The two could hear loud, thumping music coming from inside, but the place seemed otherwise desolate. They looked over their shoulders, up at the sign again, at each other, and finally at the door in front of them. The pair both reached for the handle at the same time, bumping their shoulders together. The siblings growled at each other and tried to shoulder each other out of the way to be the first to enter. Just as they were struggling with each other, the door swung open. Music, light and the musk of furs poured out of the opening as a female in rather sultry attire stepped out.
"Oh! Hello! Newcomers! Welcome!" the woman fox acknowledged the two enthusiastically and with startling sincerity. She wore a tight miniskirt and high-heel boots and a tube top. She topped off her immodest ensemble with a rhinestone collar.
"Eh, hey! Thanks!" The siblings looked like deer in the headlights for an embarrassing moment before coolly playing off their childish wrestling by straightening themselves up and being cordial.
"Oh, you are gonna have a great time!" the fox assured. She reeked of pheromones, and not just her own. The smell and her appearance caused the siblings to react a bit nervously, grimacing awkwardly and scratching their heads. "Oh, you are just adorable! What a cute couple! They are going to absolutely love you two!" she intimated as she began to strut off across the parking lot.
"Uh, hehe. Thanks, but..." they both responded awkwardly, almost in unison, before trailing off as she walked away.
"Weirdo lady." Jazz remarked. "Wonder what she meant? You really think we're gonna be that popular?" she said, shrugging.
"Uh, this place seems kinda weird, too. Oh well, let's check it out!" Jet continued nonchalantly. He faked courtesy, holding the door open for his sister, letting her be the first one to enter the quirky nightclub. Jazz eyed him suspiciously as she crossed the threshold.
Her senses were suddenly assaulted with stimuli of every sort: sight, smell, sound. The walls were mostly black, here and there were photographs, posters, and paintings of a sensual nature. The music was typical club fare, electronic with a good beat to move one's body to. The scent of hundreds of furs all at once confounded the twins' sense of smell and aroused their youthful instincts. Things there in the foyer only hinted at what was going on further inside.
"Ey, pups. Yous old enough?" challenged a gravelly voice across the room. Turning their heads in unison, they saw a salty old male bulldog sitting on a tall stool next to the curtained entrance to the main part of the club. They approached the geezer with some apprehension, still a bit uncertain about their surroundings.
"Yeah, we have ID." they answered, presenting them to the unhealthy-looking pooch.
"18, huh? A couple? Ha-ha! Yous jus' couldn't wait ta get here, huh?" laughed the codger. He gave Jazz a lengthy look-over, obviously checking her out from head to toe, his eyes lingering on her hips, tail, and breasts for a particularly drawn-out time. Jet sneered at the old man, very much put-off by his flagrant inspection of his sister. Jazz however, was obliviously attempting to justify their presence.
"Yeah, I mean, I heard good things about this place. Good dancing and stuff..." she replied.
"Yeah, sure. Dancin'. Whateva, just head on in." the seasoned bulldog interrupted, gesturing with his large wrinkled head and holding the curtain open.
"Don't we have to pay?" Jazz asked. Most of the other clubs she had been to at least required males to pay a cover charge, and she noticed a cash box sitting on a small bar table next to the old dog.
"Hehe. For you, toots? You're free. Can't wait to see your moves in there." he answered almost lewdly, winking at her. Jazz rolled her eyes, shrugging him off, while Jet clenched his teeth and fists in reaction to the old man's wanton appreciation for his sis. They passed through the curtain a bit befuddled, but still eager for a fun night out on the dance floor.
"Whoa, this place is... wild!" remarked Jet as he entered the inner sanctum of the club. There were furs everywhere! It was hard for the pair to tell what was going on, there was so much movement. There were strobing lights, lasers, moving spotlights, dancing bodies, and many just standing around. The next thing they noticed was how indecently many attendees were dressed. The woman they encountered outside was no exception, this place was full of tight outfits and bared fur. Much of the crowd seemed to be concentrated around a central point.
"Breakdancers?" shouted Jet to his sibling over the loud music. Jazz shrugged and they curiously worked their way though the gyrating dancers and enthralled lovers, bobbing their heads to the music along the way. They came to the bulk of the crowd, at this point too dense to make it any closer to the focal point, and unfortunately the twins were too short to see much of anything besides the backs of necks, heads, and ears. Jazz resourcefully stepped up onto a crate to see over the crowd.
"What? What is it?" Jet yelled to his twin. She was wide-eyed, her maw open in a comical look of abject shock.
"Lemme see!" brother shepherd demanded as he pushed his sister aside so he could stand on the viewing platform, too. She didn't fight back, she just kept staring.
"Oh. Oh, good lord. Uhhhhh, oh my..." Jet mumbled once he saw what Jazz saw.
"Woooooooooow... Did not expect that..." she said aloud, half to herself, half to her brother. The young female was entranced by the act in front of her, and in front of so many others. There, in the center of the crowd, was a small circular stage, with two furs under the spotlight having sex! After a few more stunned moments of staring, Jazz snapped back to lucidity.
"What the hell?" she asked to gauge Jet's opinion.
Jet didn't respond, instead had much the same shocked look on his face his sister did a moment ago. He could feel that butterflies feeling coming back, and something else. He started to get aroused, mentally and physically, and immediately felt embarrassed for finding such a lewd sight arousing, and in public next to his sister, no less!
"Oh my gawd... That is so hot." the female shepherd thought to herself, her own sexuality provoked. She felt a nervous, tingling fire in her belly, her tail tip twitching. She wished she were the female on stage, being mated, her body and sexuality being exhibited with careless abandon to so many interested strangers. Her body flushed with a sudden wave of warmth and she shuddered noticeably. She became keenly conscious of her own sexual arousal when she could feel her sex tingle, and with a sudden, palpable squirt Jazz felt herself release sexual fluids into her panties. She shot a glance over to her brother, who now had his hands in his pockets, bending over uncomfortably.
"Haha, bro! What's the matter?"
"Uh, n-nothing." Jet awkwardly replied, obviously trying to hide his growing erection. That's when he caught a whiff of his sister's sex. She was aroused, he could tell, it was her, all right, though her scent was nearly drowned in a sea of musk. "What about you, huh?"
"What about me? At least I'm not hunched over like some dork." she said defensively. In truth, she felt a twinge of shame being heated in front of her brother so much that he would take notice.
The twins watched the couple go at it on stage, each of them legitimately enthralled by the erotic display, though not willing to admit it to the other. The furs on stage were engaging in a rough bout of doggy-style intercourse. The male was a large akita, the female a doberman. Both of them were very well-built, and they put their athleticism to good use in their performance. They had nothing to be ashamed about concerning their appearance, and apparently were not afraid to flaunt their assets. They fucked openly and passionately on stage, and vocalized loudly enough to be heard intermittently over the music, especially the doberman bitch. She yelped with abandon as the akita repeatedly and forcefully buried his meat inside her from behind.
Many members of the audience, the siblings now noticed, were openly pleasuring themselves and each other, engaging in more subtle sexual encounters than the couple copulating in the center.
Jet had his hands in his pockets, still making an effort to block and disguise his own erection, but he found his arousal getting the better of him. The sights, sounds, and smells all around him made him lose his judgment, and he found him mouth salivating and his cock seeping precum. In his state of horniness, his fingers began to gently massage his shaft through his pockets and boxers, subtly masturbating. He glanced over at his sister, finding her as beautiful as ever, her lovely face so similar to his own, but it was the physical differences he found the most compelling. Her small, perky breasts, her nipples poking through her chest fur and revealing themselves through her shirt, her wide hips and the way she walked and swayed her tail, and of course now, her female scent emanating from her vulva. One other detail he noted while looking at her: her hands were in her pockets, too!
"Hiding your own boner over there, Jazz? What's with the hands?" Jet jested.
"Shut up, weirdo! I see you wanking over there, too." The young female had gotten overwhelmed, too. The fact that she was in the middle of her heat didn't help. She usually did a good job hiding the peak of her mating cycle, but given the stimulus in front of her and the anything-goes atmosphere, she caved-in to her immediate desires. She looked at her sibling through the corner of her eye periodically while pleasuring herself, watching him do the same, and curiously turned on by him. She shook her head and tried to shove the thoughts of him out, but she kept turning her attention to the bulge in his pants. Despite the erotic performance taking place on the stage and dozens of other males with their erect cocks hanging out openly, she was sneaking glances at her discretely masturbating, fully-clothed brother! "What the hell is wrong with me! He's my brother!" the horny and confused girl thought to herself. She couldn't help but imagine his cock and his furry balls, unique features on a body otherwise almost identical to her own. She rubbed her clit through her pockets, continually producing fluids and moistening her underwear and pants to thoughts of her brother's bits.
"Oh, man, she said 'wanking, too'! That means she is!" Jet thought to himself, the knowledge that his sister was just as horny and depraved as he was turning him on even more.
"Aaaaalright folks, that was Ash and Bruce! Let's hear it for the fabulous couple for their sin-sational performance!" a voice announced over the sound system.
The audience burst into applause, cheers, and other libidinous celebrations. Jazz and Jet stood there awkwardly, not wanting to seem too enthusiastic. They didn't applaud, taken by surprise by the announcement and caught with their hands down their pants.
"Well, that was weird..." Jazz said with feigned nonchalance to her brother.
"Yeah, what kinda club did you bring me to? Jeez." Jet countered coolly.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have a special surprise for you tonight. We have some fresh fodder for you to enjoy! They are a cute, young, same-breed couple! Not only is it their first time performing for us, it's their first time at the club! Let's give a very warm welcome to the brave couple on the second stage!" the announcer bellowed. Just then the track lighting spotlighted on Jet and Jazz and the crowd cheered.
"Uhh... what?" the pair said in unison, dumbstruck.
"This isn't a crate we're on, it's a stage!" the twins realized. "Oh, no, no! This is a mistake!" the pair shouted. They hastily removed their hands from their pockets and flailed their arms about. The crowd cheered louder and waved back, mistaking their panicked flailing for enthusiastic greetings.
"They want us to have sex with each other! In front of everyone!" Jet yelled at Jazz, mortified. "Let's get outta here!"
"So it's the 'in front of everyone' part that bothers you so much?" his sister teased.
"Well, no, I mean we're brother and sister! Gross, right?" her brother replied.
"Yeah, I guess that would be wrong..." the girl said, sounding unsure of her words, looking down at her feet, tail tucked.
"You don't sound so convinced, sis."
"I dunno, bro..."
The crowd began getting impatient, chanting "Get it on! Get in on!". In an apparent attempt to set a romantic mood, slow jazz music began playing over the speakers.
"Hey, Jazz. They're playing your music." joked Jet.
"Heh! Dumbass!" teased the girl canine, slugging her brother playfully in the gut.
The crowd emitted an amused "Ooooooo!" in response to the apparent drama onstage.
"Hey! Heheh!" Jet laughed as he caught his twin's arm, pulling her into a headlock and rubbing his knuckles across her scalp. The two playfully struggled for a few moments before he let her go. She stood, facing him closely, their tails wagging in unison. The two siblings smiled at each other playfully, lovingly. They slowly came closer together, as if under a spell. Their muzzles inches apart, they simultaneously reached their hands out to grasp the other sibling's hands, interlocking fingers and gazing into each others eyes.
"I love you, Jet."
"I love you, Jazz."
The two siblings, overcome with hormones and affections, closed their eyes and locked muzzles on stage, wrapping their arms around one-another and holding each other in a tight embrace.
The crowd went into an uproar as the couple finally consummated their closeness with a kiss.
The twins held their first kiss for some time before breaking it off for a moment to look at each other. A simple, reassuring glance was all that was needed between them to dive headlong into further coupling. They kissed deeply and passionately, feverishly running their paws over each others nearly identical, needy bodies. They rubbed their furred forms together, making out sloppily for a few minutes before stepping back to disrobe each other.
Jet grabbed the bottom of Jazz's shirt, pulling upward on it as she raised her arms above her head.
The canine boy slowly peeled the shirt up his sister's torso, taking his time to reveal her ravishing young body. She looked at him with an intense devotion, heated and eager to mate for the first time with her flesh-and-blood lover. His eyes finally beheld her bare, beautiful breasts, her small, sensitive nipples standing stiffly through her thick chest fur.
Jet leaned in, clutching one of her soft chest mounds with one of his paws, the other beginning to fumble with her belt. After a few moments of failing to undo her pants single-handedly, he devoted both paws to the task, bringing his hungry muzzle to his sister's bare chest. Jazz began panting lightly, moaning intermittently, as her brother's maw mouthed her mammary, tickling her sinfully. She wrapped her arms around his head, clutching him closely to her breast, scratching and rubbing his scalp and ears lovingly and appreciatively. The female gasped and shuddered in pleasure at the sensation of her brother's maw on her furred tit, his jaws clenching the fatty lump lightly, his tongue lapping over her excited nipple. The male twin nibbled her nipple between his front teeth playfully, before sloppily dragging his wet tongue across her breast as he finally unfastened her belt and pants.
Jet tugged her pants down hastily, dropping to his knees and salivating as he revealed his sibling's soft, light pubic fur, her familiar scent wafting off of her moist undergarments and matted fluff. The wound-up male buried his nose in her crotch fur, snuffling his sister's bits excitedly. Her legs were still held tightly together by her trousers, her most intimate treasure yet hidden between her thighs. Her sex tingled and flared with excitement, anticipating the attention she was about to receive from her sibling and continually seeping sexual fluids. With a few last tugs, brother was able to bring her pants down past her thighs and over her knees all the while lapping at her sticky pubic floof. Jet backed his muzzle off for a moment to allow Jazz to step through her pants and undergarments. At last sis spread her legs to reveal the furless flesh of her wanting sex. The stench and sight of her bare, glistening vulva sent Jet into sexual overdrive and he thrust his muzzle once more into her lap, this time dragging his drooling tongue across her equally wet folds.
"Oh, Jet! Ah!" Jazz gasped at the sensation of her brother's tongue tracing her sensitive bits. She shuddered, overcome by a wave of almost orgasmic pleasure as his tongue slathered over her vulnerable clit. His hot, panting breath heated up her already warm and humid nethers as he lapped up the copious amounts of juices she was producing for her twin lover.
"Mmm, sis, you taste great... Very familiar, hehe." Jet backed off for a moment to compliment his sibling on the quality of her cum. He licked his chops in appreciation of her bountiful production of cunt juices, his tail sweeping the floor behind him approvingly.
"AAHM! Please, its all for you, Jet. Be a good brother... and drink it all down..." Jazz lustfully moaned. She spread her legs further, caressing her lover's head and scratching his ears rewardingly. Her sibling obliged her willingly, lapping at her slick slit and slurping down her lovely nectar graciously. Her body intermittently spasmed, her legs trembling nervously as she neared release, grasping at her brother's scalp fur and biting her lip as he continued feasting of her fluids. Jazz pulled Jet's head harshly against her, his muzzle pressing into her sex as she bucked her hips against him instinctively. She humped his face vigorously as she began to cum, mindlessly fucking his face with her fertile flower.
"Ahh! Jet!" Jazz screamed his name in pure incestuous ecstasy. The bitch's climax hit her forcefully, and she clenched her trembling thighs around Jet's head, tugging his hair between her fingers as she belted out a loud wail, impossibly horny and unable to be ashamed of her powerful orgasm. Her cum rained down from her sex like a fountain, with Jet lapping his tongue feverishly to catch all he could. Since she had locked his head in place between her legs, he was unable to slurp up much of the potent torrent, most of it ending up on his muzzle, running down his neck and her thighs, and quite a bit of her fluids filling his nose. Jazz's shaking subsided and she relaxed her grip on her brother. Jet lapped at the slowing flow, continuing the fond familial feeding as her orgasm waned.
"Oh my gawd, sis. You cum more than I do!" Jet praised. "You do our family proud, that must have been a full liter!" congratulated the boy on his sibling's potency. He stood up and licked her panting maw. Jazz locked muzzles with him, lustfully probing her brother's mouth with the full length of her canine tongue. She pulled his face against her's tightly, working her tongue around his passionately, tasting her own fluids and murring with satisfaction into his maw.
"Thanks, bro. We'll have to see how you compare." she said as she licked her lips and eyed him seductively. She rubbed his belly with both paws, running them slowly down his front until they reached the top of his pants. Jet's erection was bound uncomfortably by his pants. She knelt down, looking up at him lovingly as she pawed and sniffed the bulge in his pants, wagging all the while. Jazz moaned as another wave of sexual excitement coursed through her young body at the scent of her brother's genitals. She began salivating and her sex squirted onto the stage below her as she snuffled his groin with her nose, taking in as much of his intoxicating scent as possible. The nubile pup hastily unbuttoned her mate's jeans, pulling them down more and more, with each tug more of his maleness and male scent were exposed to fresh air. She slowly worked his lower garments down, the waistband of his boxers dragging across the top of his engorged member, holding it down at an uncomfortably low angle. As she unveiled the last of his excited cock it sprung upward, unleashed from the waistband holding it down, and it struck Jazz in the muzzle.
"Wow!" exclaimed a startled sister at the sudden springing of her sibling's sizable shaft. Jet looked down at her; steamy, shallow breaths escaped his slightly parted maw as he ran his paws through her lovely locks. His malehood bobbed next to her muzzle, twitching in the cool air of the club. She sniffed his cock curiously and took an exploratory lick of the tip. Jet gasped and spurted a dollop of precum onto her probing tongue, startling her again and causing her to yip, her own fluids squirting from her excited sex once again onto the stage floor.
"So... what do you think?" Jet asked, trying to play cool, but obviously breathless with desire.
"Oh my gawd, you're so big, Jet! Speaking of making the family proud! And you do taste familiar! Hehe..." Jazz joked. She quickly cast aside any air of humor, though, and in one swift move cupped his balls and took his cock into her hungry maw.
"Ahh, Jazz!" Jet gasped, taken aback by his sibling's sudden acceptance of his member into her moist mouth. She sealed her lips around his girth, providing suction on his shaft while working her mouth up and down its length. The cute canine took in his taste as she worked her tongue over him, being sure to drag the textured muscle across the bottom of his shaft. She continued to stroke her brother's cock with her maw, murring as she fondled his furry balls, her other paw rubbing up and down the front of his torso, up to his chest, and all over his thickly furred belly. She grunted animalistically, the excitement of sucking off her brother in front so many people turning her on intensely, the buzzing sensation from her vocalizations further stimulating his engulfed organ. Jazz dripped her own fluids freely, a small puddle forming on the floor underneath her crouching figure as Jet coated the inside of her mouth with shots of warm precum. She greedily gulped down every drop of her twin's spunk as if replenishing her own stores of lost lubricant with his.
"Mmm, sis... I'm gonna cum... GONNA CUUUU...!" Jet wailed as he rounded the corner of a powerful orgasm. He bucked his floofy hips, subconsciously thrusting his throbbing thickness into his sister's face. Jet spurted jet after jet of hot dog-jizz into Jazz's mouth, causing her to gag as the thick loads forced their way down her inexperienced throat. The pressure of the cum buildup in her maw and her coughing caused his male fluids to force their way through her nasal cavity, heavy globs of his semen shooting out of her nostrils. His seed also escaped the seal of her lips, drooling plentifully from the edges of her muzzle, down her jaw and neck, and oozing upon her chest fur. Still, sis swallowed as much as she could, most of his potent pup-juice ended up settling deep within her belly, satisfying a thirst for sibling semen she never knew she had.
"Oh, oh Jazz... I'm so sorry! Are you ok?" Jet asked, concerned for his twin's well being and dignity after his cum cannon caused her to cough and sputter his spunk all over her face, neck and chest rather un-romantically.
"Ungk, * hack * Jech..." Jazz gurgled through a mouth still slimy with his semen. Clinging to her chin and muzzle, dangling strands of his seed slung about, and a steady stream still seeped from her nostrils. She licked her nose and lips, collecting some of the puppy paste with her tongue before returning it to her maw and swallowing deeply. "Oh, brother! That was GREAT! Oh my gawd, you came so much! That was so hot. Mmm..." she said hoarsely, her throat still coated with copious amounts of cum. Jazz lapped at his spent shaft, cleaning his cock of any wayward spunk, idly fingering herself in her continuous state of intense arousal.
"Thanks, Jazz, that was... *phew*, amazing..." Jet thanked his twin as he knelt down to her level, licking casually at the mess around her muzzle. "Need some help with that?" Jet offered his sister in a sultry tone, having noticed her pleasuring herself. Being a thoughtful brother and lover, he wanted to assist his heated companion, but helping himself with her hot young body and all the wondrous pleasures it contained was certainly another motivating factor.
"Yeah... I could really use a hand with this. Or a cock..." sister suggested as she lay back onto the slippery floor. She spread her legs and masturbated in front of her brother, rubbing her clit before taking a few fingers into her wanting orifice. Jazz moaned lustfully and arched her back, wetness continuing to emanate from her quivering folds as she fingered herself. She looked at her Jet needfully, her eyes begging him to take her virginity fully.
Jet's canine cravings overpowered any remorse he might have had in mating with his own kin. What he saw through his instinctual fever was a horny bitch needing to breed, and one that he was hopelessly in love with, at that. His conscience didn't stand a chance. He crawled over her, positioning himself directly above her heaving, heat-wracked frame, taking in her body's beauty once more before gazing deeply into her eyes.
They held their gaze for what seemed like an eternity, their eyes and their very souls knotted together in the deep, penetrating embrace of emotional love. There was no question in their hearts as to the soundness of their ensuing act, they shared the same feelings for each other, and had shared so much together throughout their lives. Now they just needed to complete one last act of consummation to seal themselves in the bonds of endless couple-hood.
"Jet... I want you to breed me. I want to be your mate. I love you so much, and as so much more than just a brother. Please, will you have me?" Jazz pleaded.
"Of course, Jazz. I love you more than words can say. I love you so much..." Jet confessed, tears welling up in his loving eyes. Jazz began to cry, too, and pulled her sibling in close for a tight hug. They held each other firmly, closely, stroking each others fur tenderly, in a loving embrace seeming to last a lifetime.
Eventually, Jet pushed himself up and once more looked deep into Jazz's eyes. They gave each other a knowing smile, and with that, the male shepherd shifted himself, positioning his now committed member at the entrance of his sister's waiting offering. The tip of his firm cock nestled against her wet sex; now all he had to do was push ever-so-slightly and they would both cease to be virgins by all accounts.
"Oh, Jet..." Jazz cooed lovingly. The male pressed his hips forward, his rigid organ flexed and compressed as he exerted it against her taut entrance, straining her hymen with the tip of his phallus. She gave him a knowing nod, encouraging him to prod her fully.
"Jazz..." Jet looked directly into his beloved sister's fiery eyes as he took her virginity, forging in love the last link in the chain of courtship. His thrust was steady and firm, breaching her barrier with a portion of his length, and causing her to yip in pain. Jet pushed himself further inside, her hot, moist muscles contracting curiously around his intruding member, Jazz wincing and hissing through gritted teeth in inexperienced discomfort. Jet drew himself out of her, a thin layer of blood coating his shaft.
"Jazz, are you ok?" Jet asked apologetically.
"Y...yeah. I'm ok, Jet. You can keep going." Jazz intimated. She locked eyes with him intently for a moment as he slid his length back into her, bottoming out on her cervix. She rolled her head back, moaning more pleasurably this time. He gave her a moment to stretch and accommodate his member more comfortably, her kegel muscles quivering around her brother's cock uncontrollably. He withdrew again and thrusted back in, penetrating a little deeper and more easily. Jazz was now panting at the new, exciting feeling of being bred by her brother.
"Jet, you can fuck me now..." Jazz sang, desperately needing more of her sibling's love. With a simple nod in response, Jet pulled most of the way out, only to slam his shaft back in with enough force to send his sister's body jolting slightly across the floor. She yipped, a bit startled, but still delighted at his sporting strength. In response, she playfully squeezed and gripped her brother's cock with her strong insides, giggling voicelessly as she managed for a moment to lock him in place. He broke free of her cock-hold, pulling out and bucking himself home repeatedly, causing her to cry out in defeat, now willingly conquered by her life-long rival.
Jet's penetration reached deeper each time as her tunnel stretched to accept more of his length. Eventually, he was able to bury himself inside his sister to the hilt, his pubic bone nestled closely with hers, balls deep in his love, his sibling, his mate. They stayed still for a striking moment, their bodies joined together fully as one. In this most intimate physical embrace, her loving sex hugging his, they locked eyes, then locked muzzles before commencing their feral rut.
The couple pawed and tongued each other feverishly as Jet resumed his instinctive humping. He slammed into her harshly, each time sending a rippling pulse through his sister's delicate body. She whimpered and yipped as he began fucking her unabashedly, her wordless vocalizations countering the male's own grunting. Jet bucked into her wildly, her arms and legs wrapped around her brother, bringing him in closer than ever before. He pounded her pussy powerfully, sating his need to breed with the one he loved. She cried out loudly and without shame, giving in completely to her desires as he tended to his own. In front of so many strangers Jazz was earnestly, but nonetheless brutally, fucked by her sibling.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah! Jeeeet! It huuuuuurts! But you feel so gooooood!" Jazz wailed as her twin fucked her mercilessly and mindlessly, submitting sincerely to her male counterpart's concentrated copulating.
"Jazz, I'm gonna cum! I... Ungh!" Jet tensed up and clenched his eyes and jaw as he reached another powerful orgasm, this time deep within his new mate. He strained out a series of loud grunts, forcing his cock deeper into his sister than ever before as he began to spew his seed into her. Jazz tossed her head back and howled heavenly as her brother filled her aching cavity with his warm canine cum, their incestuous lovemaking coming to an earth-shattering climax. He pumped out stream after stream deep into his twin, some of his fluids escaping her stuffed hole and running down her 'tocks, further slicking her fur and adding to the sinful slick on the stage.
Jet's dragged his cock in and out of Jazz a few more times as his cumming subsided, before collapsing on top of her. Jazz lay under her new mate and familiar friend, his light, fluffy frame bearing his insignificant weight upon her. Despite his size being the same as her's, the diminutive dog had been able to douse her fiery passion, much to her immodest delight. Both of their bodies heaved, panting with the effort and satisfaction of blissful release, tongues lolling out lazily as they both seemed about to drift off into a peaceful nap.
After a minute or so laying there contentedly, they both came back to their collective senses, suddenly and acutely aware of an odd silence around them. Jazz and Jet simultaneously and laboriously raised their heads, and no sooner did they acknowledge and behold the audience's faithful presence did the crowd erupt into rambunctious, truly gratified applause and cheers.
Jazz and Jet tenderly lapped at each others faces, also trading a few playful nips and fondlings. After a brief session of this cute, but rather messy, cuddling, the couple rose up from the floor of the stage, standing proudly in front of their audience and bowing graciously to the witnesses of their consummate mating.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the rookie stars of the evening, Jaaaaaz and Jeeeeet!" belted the announcer over the club's speakers, the other furs in attendance once again rooting for the new couple. Jet, leaving his clothes, jumped down from the stage and turned around to courteously offer his sister a hand in her dismount from the platform. Of course, instead of politely accepting his hand she jumped at him in a dynamically dangerous stunt seemingly borrowed from a pro-wrestling star. The dubious duo both tumbled to the floor in a twisted heap, laying still long enough to worry their onlookers. Suddenly, the two burst out into childish giggles, grabbing their sides and rolling with laughter. Things had changed between them, but not that much. They would always be the mischievous rivals they had been as pups.
The twins regained their composure and stood up once more from a tangled pile of sopping, furry love on the floor. The foxy lady that had welcomed the siblings outside was bouncing excitedly in front of them now, a grin on her face from ear to fluffy ear.
"Oh, you guys are just the cuuuutest couple! I don't much go for same-species stuff myself, but you two just go together like a matching set! You are so adorable!" she squealed as she hugged the two of them, clutching them against her intimidating breasts. She pulled away and skipped off into the throng of adoring fans, the twins shooting each other an identical awkward glance.
"Hmm, I guess she was right about one thing, Jet."
"What's that, Jazz?"
"We do make a pretty great couple." Jazz admitted, winking at her brother.
"You got that right, sis. Thanks for bringing me here, haha! I think we'll have to come back here. What do you say, love?"
"I'd say it's a date, mate! We ended up being the life of the party, after all!" Jazz giggled, taking Jet's hand as they sauntered about their new domain, not as brother and sister in the eyes of their new friends, but as mates.