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The window was wide open on the warm spring morning. Eddie had left it open all night, in an effort to air out his room from the stuffy winter months. A slight breeze gently wafted through his curtains, causing them to float momentarily before settling back down.

The Australian shepherd’s room on the second floor faced the backyard, to his benefit. The sound of a radio playing R&B in the distance mixed with the drone of a lawn mower and the songs of birds outside his window, a suburban wake-up call. A large, shady maple tree kept his room out of view from any potentially nosy neighbors, adding some much-desired privacy.

Eddie added his own rhythm to the morning as he huffed and moaned while taking care of his morning wood. When he woke up from a pleasant dream, involving a cute Maine Coon he saw on campus the week before, his tapered tip had escaped the confines of his boxers and begged for relief. While shifting, the body pillow rubbed against his knot, tempting him to give in to the tempting wakeup call.

Normally, he would just take matters in his own hands, but the sensation of a full body pillow between his legs was a much more inviting prospect. Slowly, Eddie started grinding against the smooth material as he began getting harder.

“Oh fuck, Mel. Your pussy’s so fucking good!” he sighed as he began leaking pre into the pillow.

Cool air whipped around the room and his curtains fluttered as the frame of his bed rocked and creaked with his rhythm as the mower and radio masked his lewd play. In his mind, the curvy cat was underneath him, begging for more of his hard dog-cock as her breasts swayed underneath him.

His hips began thrusting faster as the familiar sensation of climax began building. Eddie wrapped his arms around the pillow as his whole body quaked, bringing him over the edge.

“Fuck, Mel! I’m gonna cum inside your warm, fucking pussy!” he grunted as he exploded with orgasm.

Warm, fresh seed soaked his pillow as he felt his pulsing cock against his belly. He gripped the pillow tight as the wave of euphoria washed over him.

Catching his breath, Eddie rolled on his back, eyes closed as his length continued leaking essence onto his belly. He felt the cool sensation of the air coming in contact with the wetness on his stomach as he begrudged himself for not having a handy towel nearby. Still trying to relish in the imaginary sex he just had, he decided to let the mess dry on its own; needing a shower anyway.

A voice startled him and he hastily threw his covers over his half-naked form.

“Not bad little brother. You actually have a pretty decent size,” a female voice rang out.

“What the fuck Florence! Why didn’t you knock?!” he shouted, face red in a mix of anger, embarrassment and waning lust.

“Because I love embarrassing you,” she laughed.

“How long have you been there?” he demanded.

“Oh, from about ‘oh Mel, you’re so wet,’” she responded in a mocking imitation of her brother’s voice.

Eddie leaned forward as he rubbed his temple while his sister smiled smugly. “Just get out,” he pleaded.

“Eddie, you’re in college. I can’t believe you still haven’t gotten any; it’s been ages,” she sighed as she sat down next to him on the bed.

Eddie looked up, annoyed and glared at his sister.

“I can’t believe you don’t have a sense of privacy. You keep walking in on me in the shower and now this,” he countered.

Florence just scoffed, “Pfft, like mom and dad can’t hear you jerking off. You don’t know how many times they comment on it. ‘I can’t believe he won’t at least put some music on or something.’”

“I don’t fucking believe this,” Eddie groaned.

“That’s why I take long showers; I mean my hair’s a bit of a bitch sometimes. I’m just glad we don’t have tails like other dogs. I can’t imagine taking care of all that fur. But yeah, I take care of myself then so mom and dad won’t really hear me,” she said, smiling.

“Look, I don’t need to hear this,” he groaned.

Florence sighed. There was a moment of silence before she decided to continue as the sound of the lawn mower died down outside.

“Look, we’re adults, now. Part of being an adult is being able to talk about sexual health with each other without acting like eighth-graders,” she chastised him.

“You’re my sister, though,” he sighed in frustration at the topic.

“And you’re my brother and I love you and want to look out for your well-being,” she said as she put her arm around his shoulder. Eddie rested his head on her shoulder as she rubbed his ear.

Florence looked at the curtains fluttering in the window and closed her eyes as she savored the cool air. She took in a whiff of his musk and realized that she could smell his seed. Blushing, she pushed him away and walked over to the open window.

“You know Eddie, it’s pretty bold of you to masturbate with the window wide open where one of our neighbors can hear you,” she said as she sat on the windowsill, looking outside.

“Shut up!” Eddie laughed as he threw a pillow half-heartedly in her direction.

Florence giggled gently as she braced herself for the soft projectile as it harmlessly hit her on the leg.

Turning her attention outside once again, the shepherd’s brown hair flowed with the wind as she let the cool breeze caress her face. The rustling of the trees and the chirping of the birds lulled her into a comfortable place.

“You know, I have to say that even though I got the bigger room, I think you definitely got the better one. I mean, I don’t have the nice view you have,” she lamented.

“I’m not giving you my room,” he responded. Florence just smiled and chuckled before turning her attention back outside.

Eddie gazed at his sister. He always thought she was very pretty and in his more carnal moments alone, imagined himself ravishing her while their parents slept, unaware. However, it was a line he couldn’t bring himself to cross.

“So, are you gonna leave my room so I can clean up? I’m not giving you another free show,” he asked casually.

“Fiiine!” Florence laughed as she rolled her eyes.

She left the room, but left the door wide open. Eddie got up, hoping she wasn’t just waiting there to tease him. He could hear her footsteps fading and the stairs creaking, indicating she was heading downstairs. Getting his clothes together quickly, the shepherd darted into the bathroom to shower up.

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“So, who’s the lucky girl gonna be?” Florence asked her brother as he rummaged through the refrigerator trying to find something quick to eat before heading out for class.

“I dunno… Honestly, I just don’t have a chance. I’m not exactly anybody’s first prize,” he answered, trying to put the subject to rest.

“Not with that attitude you’re not. Face it, the only reason you won’t get a girl is your lack of confidence,” she countered.

Pulling a stuffed ham and cheese pocket sandwich out of the freezer and tossing it in the microwave, Eddie just shrugged.

“Do you have any advice? I mean, I don’t really know what I’m doing,” he asked.

“Well, if you can make a girl laugh, that’s half the battle right there. But don’t do some corny shit, she’ll just think you’re an idiot,” she answered, taking a bite of jellied toast.

“Ok, anything else?” he asked, taking in his sister’s advice.

“I know it’s kinda cliched, but it’s true that you just need to be yourself. Girls that are worth it will see through any fake-assery,” she replied.

“So, it’s that easy? If I had known, I would have done this years ago!” Eddie exclaimed.

“Well, it’ll get your foot in the door, at least. After that, it’s all about you,” Florence winked, pointing a finger gun at her brother.

“Hmmm, maybe I should go to a bar or something,” he thought out loud.

“Actually, that’s a great idea! I’ll go with you; maybe I can get some, too,” Florence responded.

“We can’t bring people back here, though. Mom and Dad wouldn’t be too happy about that,” Eddie added.

“I can book us a couple of rooms at a hotel. That way, we can drink as much as we want and not have to worry about getting home. It’ll be on me!”

Eddie was appreciative at the lengths his sister would go to get him laid and agreed to the plan.

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That Friday, Eddie pulled up into the driveway of his house. Urgently, he simultaneously hit the brakes and slammed the car into “Park” as the junker screeched to a halt. The only thing that worked right in the beat-up compact was the stereo that blasted hardcore punk. The driver side door didn’t open from the inside, so he had to climb awkwardly over to the passenger side to get out.

“You need a new car if you’re gonna impress your date,” Florence stood, grinning from the front door with her arms folded.

“Yeah, well. My students loans will probably keep me from even getting the door fixed,” he lamented. The car answered by letting the driver side mirror hit the ground, followed by the cranky grunt of an overheated engine.

“Godsdammit,” he sighed as he jammed the mirror back into its place. Florence snickered as she watched him struggle with the heap of metal, fabric, and oil.

“We’re taking my car anyway, at least there’s air conditioning.”

“Hey, you dyed your hair,” Eddie commented at his sister’s style choice, dark blonde.

“Yeah, I figured if I’m going to be your wing-girl, I should try to look as little like your sister as possible,” she said as she flipped her hair.

“I think it looks good,” the male shepherd responded as he ran his fingers through her hair. She stood there grinning awkwardly waiting for him to finish.

“Ok, are you done molesting my hair, yet? I still need to get ready,” she chuckled.

“Yeah, sorry. I should probably get ready too.”

Eddie washed the day off as Florence decided what outfit she planned to take. Donning a red bra and panty set, she had a hard time trying to decide what to wear. She wanted to be sexy enough to attract attention, but not too much to look like they were on a date. She settled on a white long-sleeve blouse with three-quarter sleeves and a pair of faded blue jeans that accentuated her ass.

After putting her makeup on, she checked herself out in the mirror. She played with her breasts, frowning as she wished they were bigger, but was happy overall with her outfit.

Looking through his closet, Eddie put less thought into his own outfit. He pulled out the closest thing he had to a neutral top, a blue and black striped sweater. For pants, he opted for a pair of black jeans. Forgoing the gelled bedhead look he normally went for, the shepherd opted to run a comb through his hair to be as presentable as possible. Satisfied, he went downstairs to meet his sister.

“What the hell is that?” she snickered.

“What? I don’t have any fancy clothes,” he shrugged.

“No, your clothes are fine. I mean your hair.”

Eddie looked in the mirror. His hair was combed straight back and parted in the middle. He realized it was not a good look.

“Hold on,” Florence went back upstairs to grab a brush.

She fixed his hair, letting it sit more naturally, “there, much better!”

“Thanks!”

“I’m not only doing it for your sake, but my own. I can’t have your bad tastes reflect on me. Now, let’s get going!” she swatted his butt playfully.

As they were driving in the evening traffic, Florence bopped her head as she sang along with the song on the radio in her tone-deaf manner. Eddie just sat in the passenger seat, looking embarrassed as his sister unashamedly caterwauled at the top of her lungs.

“And after aaallllll! You’re my wonder…”

“Who sang that song?” he interrupted. Thinking for a second, she answered, “Uh, L’oasis?”

“Yeah, keep it that way,” he snarked. She hissed, “jerk…”

The pair arrived downtown in the city, parking the car with the hotel valet. The evening was cool and the two were excited for the prospects of the night. The city was alive with everyone making the most of the nightlife.

“Oh yes, they’re not too busy yet,” Florence breathed a sigh of relief as she came upon a pub.

“McCabe’s? Really? I’ve seen families eat here,” Eddie said, disappointed as he looked inside at the crowd. It was dimly lit with a lot of wood beams to give a cozy atmosphere.

“During the day, yes. But after eight, it becomes a hunting ground,” she growled, excitedly.

The two siblings went inside and took two spots at the end of the bar. Eddie looked around; the families were long gone, but any prospects were elusive. All the women appeared to be on dates, or were clearly out with their friends after work. He hoped Florence was right about this.

“When was the last time you were here?”

“Uh, last year, I think?”

“Last year, of course,” he muttered to himself.

Eddie lost all hope about getting laid tonight, but decided not to let his disappointment show. At least he was out of the house and getting drinks on his sister’s dime.

“What can I get for you?” the bartender, a female Maine Coon asked.

“I’ll have a stout,” Florence replied.

“Uh, I’ll have a whiskey and cola,” Eddie added.

“Oh, and loaded potato skins and nachos! Can’t drink on an empty stomach!” she said, excitedly.

The bartender got their drinks and a few minutes later, brought their food. The two Australian Shepherds watched the crowd grow and Eddie noticed more women begin to arrive. The relief that the night might bear fruit combined with the drinks made him feel more confident.

“See anyone you like?” Florence spoke into his ear as he munched on a potato skin.

Eddie surveyed the crowd. He saw a vixen wearing a black jacket and skirt with a pale blue blouse, opened to show her ample cleavage. She obviously just came from the office and was here to unwind. The server brought her a glass of wine as she looked up from her phone, thanking her with a warm smile.

“The vixen at the table over there,” he answered.

“Oooh, she’s hot. Go over and introduce yourself. If you need assistance, scratch your ear,” she said, giving her brother a playful shove off the stool.

Eddie wiped his mouth before taking a deep breath and going over to chat up the fox.

“I’ve never seen you around here before,” he said, trying to think of some kind of icebreaker.

“Really? That’s funny, because I’m here at least once a week,” she said, looking up from her phone.

“Well, I usually don’t come here on Fridays,” he responded.

“Yeah, you look like you frequent Downtown Noyze, then the hospital right after,” she quipped.

Eddie felt the bottom fall out from under his feet. He didn’t respond, he tried to will his feet to walk away and save him from further embarrassment.

“I say that, because that used to be me,” she smirked, looking into his eyes.

“Oh yeah?” he said, feeling his confidence return.

“Have a seat, I’m Maggie,” she invited him to the table.

The two chatted about punk bands as the vixen leaned forward, giving the dog an eyeful of her breasts. Shifting positions, she would alternately fold her arms under them or fan herself before resting her fingertips on her pillowy flesh. At one point, she openly adjusted them as she refit them into her bra. Eddie watched the show she was giving him and decided to go for broke.

“You seem to be having a bit of trouble with them,” he chuckled.

“Yeah, sorry. They swell up sometimes when I’m close to heat,” she said, checking their firmness with her fingertips.

“My last girlfriend had that problem,” he said in a ruse to relate.

“Oh, yeah? Was she busty, too?”

“Yeah, her breasts were nowhere as big as yours, though,” he said, tilting his head in contemplation.

“Ugh, I hate them sometimes, but honestly, I have to admit, they are pretty fun,” she said, squeezing them together and giving them a shake before laughing at the absurdity.

“Oh my gods, I can’t believe I just did that!” she said, blushing.

Florence watched the proceedings go as she sipped her diminishing stout. She tried to look through the crowd to see if there was a male for her, but they all appeared to be on dates. Tonight was a real taco party.

“Well, I mean, they do look like they’re fun,” he said, admiring the girls.

“Is that why you came over to chat with me, to get a good look at my tits?” she asked, giving him a curious look.

“No, I find you attractive and wanted to get to know you,” he responded, trying to avert a potential disaster.

“Well, just so you know, you can’t look at my tits,” she said, standing up and gulping the last of her wine and grabbing her purse.

Feeling rejected, Eddie realized his night might be spent drowning his sorrows before spending the night alone in a hotel room listening to his sister get a good pounding in the room next door.

The fox bent down to whisper in his ear, “because they’ll be in your mouth.”

She took a quick, playful nip of his ear before taking his hand and guiding him to the back of the pub.

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Florence watched the fox lead her brother to the back. She knew about the hookup spot past the restrooms and hoped for the best. Turning back to the bar, she got the bartender’s attention.

“I’ll have another stout and when my bro… I mean friend comes back, hook him up with a boiler-maker,” she said, catching herself.

Quickly, The crowd began to grow and it became increasingly difficult to keep Eddie’s seat open. Eventually, she gave up trying as she saw the line going past the door. A Sheltie sat next to her, but even though she tried to attract his attention, he missed the cue. The alcohol began to make her feel down and she began to question whether it was a good idea for her to come out.

The Sheltie got up and went to sit at a table, kissing a Havanese male that was just getting ready to sit. Slightly relieved that he wasn’t ignoring her on purpose, she took another sip of her drink.

“Is this seat taken?” a voice shouted, trying to be heard over the din of the crowded pub.

Looking at the source, Florence saw a very attractive bobcat in a polo shirt and khakis. The shepherd felt her loins flow, the alcohol helping things along as her blood heated up. “This is the one,” she thought to herself.

“No, not at all! By all means, sit!” she said, excitedly while still trying to maintain some cool.

“Oh, good! Monica, over here!” he shouted to a very pretty ferret with a shag haircut, a green t-shirt that hugged her large breasts, and jeans that snuggly fit her shapely ass. Her tail moved like a rudder as her hips swayed while she walked. Florence’s heart sank the moment she saw her.

“Thank you, sweetie!” she cooed, kissing her boyfriend as he ushered her to the stool.

Florence knocked back the rest of the drink at the PDA going on next to her. It was unlike her to not be able to pick guys up; the dating pool was usually better than this. She rested her head in her hand and stared at the back of the bar while everyone around her had a good time.

“I’m sorry, what’s your name?” the ferret shouted.

“Florence…” she answered, indifferently.

“I love your name. I’m Monica!” she responded before taking a cocktail the bartender handed her.

“I usually don’t jump to the point, but my boyfriend has a thing for Australian Shepherds; he thinks you’re hot!” she smiled. Florence’s interest in the bobcat piqued once again.

“Really? He thinks I’m hot?” she asked, incredulously.

The ferret nodded her head, gently nudging the bobcat towards her.

“Yeah, Monica always said if I meet an Aussie that meets her approval, she’d let me try to, uh…” he started, sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.

“Pick one up to bring home?” she finished his thought.

“Yeah, I’m sorry if that seems crass,” he said apologetically.

Florence giggled at the awkward attempt. She was intrigued to say the least, but curious about the ferret’s role if she decided to hook up with the cat.

“So what about you, Monica? Where do you fit in?”

“Well, if I don’t find anyone, then if it’s ok, we can make it a threesome, or I could just watch and take care of myself. I’m pretty open!”

Florence thought for a moment, “I might have someone that could help you…”

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The vixen had Eddie pinned against the wall in a stockroom in the back of the pub as her hands pulled Eddie’s face to hers, hungrily kissing the dog. Eddie wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her lithe body against his. The sounds of huffs and of wet lips smacking filled the small room as the horny dogs tried desperately to fill their sexual appetites.

Grabbing the fox by the wrists, he twisted her around and pinned her against the wall. She bit her lip, as her breasts rose and fell as she panted, waiting for the next move.

Eddie began kissing down her neck, the fox eliciting little squeaks and groans of pleasure as he devoured her body. Her tail thrashed, whiffing the scent of dog and fox sex in the confined space.

“Just go for them, suck my tits!” she whispered into his ear as she unbuttoned her blouse and popped open her bra.

Her breasts spilled forth, the largest Eddie had seen before. The dog took a second to marvel at their beauty. There was a small bit of sag, her dark peaks, erect and waiting for attention.

Eddie lifted a heavy teat up, massaging and gently squeezing the flesh. He wondered at how soft they felt and now knew why so many men and women loved playing with large breasts. Her nipples were enticing, just begging to be taken into his mouth.

The shepherd ran his tongue around one as his hand massaged the other. Little flicks against her peak elicited gasps as her breaths made her chest rise and fall. He could hear her heartbeat and began suckling upon her breast.

“Fuck, I love my tits to get sucked on. I could have them sucked on all night,” she whispered into his ear, kissing the top of his head as endorphins flowed in her, making her feel warm.

Reaching down, the fox began rubbing Eddie’s hardness through his pants, pre spilling through. She teased him, as his manhood begged for release.

“I want to fuck you so bad!” he gasped.

With a naughty look in her eyes, she unzipped her pants, taking them off and revealing her willing petals. The shepherd approached the fox, who looked lustily into his eyes, and pressed the tip of his dog-cock up to her entrance, feeling her warm fox honey just beginning to coat his tip as he slowly pressed in.

Without warning, a phone rang out a text alert, interrupting the proceedings. Rolling her eyes in disgust, she apologized to Eddie, “I’m terribly sorry, I have to check this.”

She looked at her phone and a look of horror came over her face.

“Shit! I have to go!” she hissed, frantically trying to get herself put back together.

“Is everything ok?” Eddie asked, concerned.

“That was my husband, he’s here in the bar,” she said in a panic.

“Wait, your husband?!” Eddie exclaimed, not believing what he was hearing.

“Yes, I thought he was still at work. I’m really sorry to leave you with blue balls, maybe we could hook up another time?” she offered, kissing him on the cheek as she hurried out into the crowd.

Eddie stood there, bewildered, before he tried cleaning himself up. His ego significantly deflated, he wondered if he could convince his sister to just take him home.

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Florence was having a good time with her newfound friends. The bobcat stood, holding her from behind as the two girls chatted and laughed. He would stealthily run his hand along the side of her breast, giving a quick massage. Florence smiled and purred at the attention, feeling her lust grow at the public groping. Pretending to check her phone from her back pocket, she “accidentally” brushed up against his length. He was packing a decent size from what she could tell and was glad she had the foresight to book a pair of rooms.

“My friend should be here shortly. He’s really cool once you get to know him,” she said to the ferret, raising her voice to be heard over the din.

“I can’t wait to meet him, what’s he like?” she asked, taking a sip of her cocktail, feeling good from the buzz.

“Honestly, he’s a bit of a dork, but he’s a good guy. He’s in school, studying for his English degree,” Florence answered.

“He sounds like a sweetheart. Is he an Aussie, like you?”

“Yeah, that’s how we met. We were in an Australian shepherd pride club in high school. I was two years ahead of him, but we became good friends.”

“You must be a good friend if you’re trying to get him some action,” the bobcat added.

“You must have a great girlfriend if she’s willing to share you,” she moaned before locking lips in a quick deep kiss.

“Fuck, that’s hot!” Monica grinned, her ass discreetly grinding against the barstool.

Eddie walked up, and upon seeing his sister having a good time, decided to head home alone. “Hey, Florence. I’m gonna split. I’ll catch a cab,” he sulked before turning to leave.

“What happened, is everything ok?” she asked with concern.

“Yeah, just…” he trailed off, looking over at the fox sitting, laughing with her husband at the same table from before.

“Oohhh, I’m so sorry, Eddie. Come on, stay for a little bit. This is Scott and Monica, I think you’ll like them,” she pleaded.

“Yeah, sweetie. Stay with us,” Monica held his arm bringing him closer to her, hugging Eddie from behind.

Feeling better enough to not leave, Eddie accepted his sister’s new friends’ invitation. The ferret pressed herself into his back, her bust tempting him to stay.

“Alright, I could use another drink,” he relented.

“Glad to hear that! This one’s on me,” Scott announced, signaling the bartender to bring another round.

The group was sufficiently buzzed and Eddie was feeling better about things. Monica certainly helped things along with her affectionate attention. Standing next to him, she held his arm against her breasts as the group chatted. Eddie rested his head against hers, rubbing his cheek casually against hers. The ferret smiled and accepted his affection.

“Hey guys, I have to use the girls’ room real quick,” Monica announced.

“Ok, I should probably check my messages, too. I’ll be right back!” Scott added.

When the couple walked away, Florence took the opportunity to catch Eddie up on things.

“Ok, so, here’s the deal. Scott and Monica are a couple. But they like swinging, so there’s no issue. When we’re done, we’re heading to the hotel and we’re going to our separate rooms and getting our brains fucked out tonight. I want to stumble out of my room tomorrow morning with no feeling in my legs. Got it?”

“Got it!”

A couple of minutes later, the couple came back to the bar. They looked knowingly at each other, smiling, nodding their heads in an unspoken agreement.

“Do we want to take this party elsewhere?” Monica asked, hugging Eddie’s arm, kissing him on the cheek.

“I think we could. I have a pair of rooms booked at the Darrison up the block,” the shepherd smiled.

“That sounds like a plan!” Scott agreed to the idea, kissing Florence on the neck.

The tab was settled and the group made their way to the hotel. As they entered the lobby, Florence walked up to the concierge.

“Good evening, welcome to the Darrison,” the skunk greeted the shepherd.

“Hi, I have two rooms, booked under Florence Mitchell,” she replied.

“Mitchell, Mitchell, Mitchell, ah yes! Hmmm… there’s only one room booked.”

“One? No I’m pretty sure I booked two,” she said, confused.

Florence pulled out her phone to check her email. To her shock and disappointment the confirmation was for one room, two beds.

“Oh shit… I didn’t double check the reservation..” she said in disappointment at herself.

“Guys, I’m really sorry. I fucked up, I only booked one room,” she addressed the others.

The couple shrugged at each other. “It’s no big deal, are there two beds?”

Eddie felt a pang of panic. The prospect that he and his sister would be having sex in the same room at the same time was both exciting and nerve-wracking. The image of looking over to see his sister being ravaged by the bobcat became too real for him.

“I mean, I’m fine with sharing a room. You two are friends, it would just mean that this could bring you closer, right?” Scott added.

The siblings looked to each other, worry on their faces. Neither wanted the couple to find out that they were siblings, but it was a little too close for comfort.

“Let me talk it over with Eddie,” Florence said to the others.

Pulling him aside, she spoke with her brother in hushed tones, “are you ok with this?”

Eddie thought for a moment. If he could just concentrate on the ferret and stay under the covers, he could make due, “yeah, I’m ok with it.”

“Are you sure? We’re going to be having sex right next to each other. I’m going to see you doing it and you’re going to see me doing it. I’m not going to pretend like it’s not going to happen and I’m fine with it if you are. We’re in deep now and I spent a lot of money to book this room this soon,” she reminded him of the reality. Eddie contemplated it once again and decided to throw caution to the wind.

“Yeah, let’s just do it. Fuck it, I just won’t think about it,” Eddie said, steeling his nerve.

Florence walked back to the concierge, giving the couple the thumbs up.

“Ok, I’ll take the room!”

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Florence led the group to the room. Showing her mischievous side, Monica took Eddie’s hand and pressed it against his sister’s ass, giggling as she did. Flustered, all Eddie could do was smile awkwardly as the other shepherd looked back and grinned.

The room was a fairly spacious, loft-like affair with a great view of the downtown section of the city. The decor echoed industrial chic with lockers being used as closets and various other furniture made of cast iron.

“Oh my gods, this is a fantastic view!” the ferret marveled as she took in the view at the window.

“You really know how to pick ‘em Flo!” the bobcat added, looking around at the digs.

“I got it through a travel site. It was supposed to be more expensive than I paid, but I got a really good deal.”

Eddie moved to the ferret as she gazed out the window. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and began kissing her neck as she tilted for better access. He could smell her perfume and the lingering alcohol as he made his way to her shoulder.

“Mmmm, you’re a quick one, aren’t you?” she moaned.

“Only in the right ways,” he whispered into her ear.

“Really? A cheesy line like that?” she snickered.

The shepherd reached under her shirt and quickly unsnapped her bra, releasing her twins. Her heavy breasts relaxed as she pulled the support from under shirt and tossed them into the corner.

“I’m impressed, not too many guys can do that!” she said, turning to face him.

Her peaks pressed through the thin fabric, leaving nothing to the imagination. Putting a hand on one and giving a gentle squeeze, he noticed they were firmer than the vixen’s from earlier.

The ferret pulled her top off, showing the goods off while Scott and Florence cheered her on.

“Whoooo, girl! Shake ‘em!” Florence shouted as Scott shoved his hand down the front of her pants, stroking her soaking entrance over her panties. Monica obliged, giving a good shake, laughing as she showed off her goods.

“Your turn,” the bobcat purred as he unbuttoned Florence’s blouse, revealing her red bra.

The shepherd allowed him to unbutton, but blushed heavily as she was exposed to her own brother for the first time. She looked shyly towards him as he gazed in awe at his own sister's breasts, her rosy peaks rising and falling as she breathed. She gave a nervous laugh, covering herself up.

“You’ve never seen your friend’s tits before?” Monica teased.

“No, we’re close, but not that close,” Eddie answered, flustered.

“Go cop a feel!” she laughed as she pulled him over to the bed.

Florence’s heart beat faster as she breathed harder, nervous, yet excited at their first incestuous touch, in front of strangers, no less!

“Oh my gods, my brother’s gonna feel me up! I’m so nervous, but I’m so fucking turned on right now!” her mind screamed as her womanhood soaked her panties.

The hand she had held since they were pups reached out to touch an intimate part of her, a part of her that made her a woman. His hand made contact and she gasped, with a little yelp as her breast was tenderly caressed by her own brother. The feeling, the image burned itself into her mind and she felt warm, she felt comfortable, she felt protected.

“What do you think?” the ferret asked.

“Uh, wow! They’re magnificent!” he answered, his head swimming.

“I bet you’ve been waiting a long time do that,” she laughed.

“Yeah, I have, actually,” he caught himself too late, not thinking about what he was saying.

Florence looked into her brother’s eyes, trying to hold back tears, not out of hurt or anger, but of the overwhelming emotions that flooded her head; emotions that felt right.

“Don’t leave me out!” Scott laughed as he started massaging her other breast.

Florence laughed, forgetting for a moment that she was being teased by her brother. She relished in the attention being given to her by two males.

“Could you guys, maybe lick and suck on them?” she asked, steeling her nerves to do so. As she looked shyly at her brother, waiting for him to partake of her flesh for the first time.

Neither answered, but went to work.

“Ah, my gods!” she cried as two tongues began lapping at her sensitive peaks.

She caressed their heads, her own swimming in euphoria as they took a nipple into each of their mouths and began suckling like pups. Watching her brother, she smiled, hoping he was feeling the bonding she was. “This isn’t so bad,” she thought to herself.

“Don’t forget about me,” the ferret mock-pouted, twisting back and forth, her arms behind her back, thrusting her ample bust forth.

Eddie pulled away from his sister, taking the tantalizing bait. He pulled his sweater off, dropping it to the floor as he looked into Monica’s eyes. She smiled lustily as she reached up to kiss him, their tongues dancing, sensually.

Scott began taking his own clothes off, featuring a rather lithe physique. Florence ran a finger down the bobcat’s hard chest, leaving a tingling trail towards his lower abdomen. She instantly saw his hardness begging to be unleashed.

“Seems like somebody’s happy,” she teased, trailing her finger along the very tip.

“He’s always happy, he’d like very much to meet you.”

“Well, I’d like to meet him too!” she said, unzipping his pants, noticing her wore no underwear.

“Mmmm, going commando, I see!” she purred as she tilted her head, examining her quarry.

“Only when we go hunting,” he smirked.

“Well, you caught me,” she said pressing herself against the bobcat for a kiss.

Looking at her brother kissing fervently with the ferret, she noticed his own physique wasn’t as toned as her current partner, but somehow, she felt more attracted to it. She couldn’t help but watch her brother finally get some, making her proud, yet envious.

Their eyes closed, Monica’s bare breasts pressed into Eddie’s flesh in an effort to become one with the shepherd. Her lust was in overdrive and she backed him to their bed, moaning with each smack, her lust scenting the air along with the other shepherd’s.

Eddie laid back as Monica straddled him, biting her lip as she rocked along his length. He could feel the warmth of her ferret-pussy as it demanded attention.

“You know, I’ve never had dog dick before. I can’t wait to feel your knot inside me,” she groaned.

“I’ve never been with a ferret before. I heard things…”

“Oh yeah? Like what,” she goaded him, pinching her peaks as she humped her mate.

“Like you could go all night.”

“Yeah? You’d like that wouldn’t you? What else?”

“Ferret pussy is tight,” he said, pressing her by the waist against him.

“We’re so fucking tight. When my cunt is so wet, it can be snug, but I fucking love getting stretched.”

“And you can cum like a fountain,” he said rolling her onto her back, her tits bouncing as she squeaked in delight.

Building on the sexy conversation in the next bed, Scott began his own line of questioning with his lover.

“Have you ever been with a feline before?” he asked, lustily.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Florence asked, biting his lower lip seductively.

“I think you have. What do you like about cats?” he asked, kissing along her neck.

“Well, you have a natural motion that just screams seduction and sex.”

“What else?”

“You move fluidly, there’s no wasted motion. Everything is so fucking sensual, plus…”

“Plus?”

She reached down and grabbed his length.

“You’re textured for her pleasure,” she whispered, reaching down, taking his feline cock into her mouth, wasting no time in deep throating the bobcat.

“Oh fuck!” he hissed, his eyes squinting in pleasure as the dog bobbed her head with gusto, being some time since she felt a hard cock in her throat.

The morning she caught her Eddie masturbating, Florence wrestled with the thought of helping him along in a linguistic sense. He was decently packed and the idea of deep throating her own brother had stirred her lust. Unbeknownst to him, she grazed her pearl ever so slightly as he watched him hump the pillow before coming to her senses.

Her eyes looked over to see Eddie peel his lover’s jeans off and past her tail while she giggled. He fell over her, holding himself up, teasing her, giving her large, pale peaks quick licks, leaving her laughing… laughing like she told him he should make a girl to gain her favor, the way she, herself, wanted to be treated.

“So are you gonna keep teasing me?”

“Maaaybe…”

“I love it!” Monica said, throwing her head back, waiting for the shepherd’s next move.

Eddie kissed to her navel, licking around it before kissing gently down to her womanhood. He licked along her soft bare flesh right above her jewel, causing her to writhe in all-consuming lust.

“Fuuuuck, I love that! No one ever does that,” she hissed as her honey flowed, soaking the fur where her tail was exposed between her milky thighs.

Finally releasing her from the beautiful torture of his teasing, he took his soft tongue and met her lust, finally releasing the wild weasel in her.

“Yes, yes, fucking yessss!” she cried out as his tongue slowly licked from the base of her entrance along her petals to the center of her pleasure.

Weasel honey began dripping from Eddie’s chin as Monica writhed under his tongue. She drew her legs back, accentuating her curves and making her dewey petals a more tantalizing invite. The ferret’s eyes rolled back as he stuck his tongue into her entrance, her walls massaging him as they greeted him.

“Fucckkk,” she slurred as the dog ate her out.

“That good, huh?” Scott grunted as Florence bobbed her head up and down in the bobcat’s lap.

“Fuck, Scott, I wish you had a pussy, you just don’t know how good it feels. Florence, you’re missing out, girl. You really should let your friend fuck you,” she groaned.

Florence coughed at the suggestion, trying to think fast for an excuse to avoid the inevitable. Letting her brother suck on her tit was one thing, but letting him go down on her, as expertly as he as doing to the ferret, being sexually satisfied by her flesh and blood? The idea turned her on to no end, but she couldn’t work up the nerve to go through with it.

“Maybe some other time. Right now, I’m too busy enjoying this cock,” she deflected, putting the bobcat’s length back into her mouth and slowly sank in inside. With her lips pressed firmly against his pubic area, she could feel pre start to drip into her throat, her tongue massaging the hardness against it.

“Fuuuccckkk, huff, that’s intense. Dude, you really need to let her do this to you, you don’t know what you’re missing,” the bobcat gasped as he watched the other shepherd turn his girlfriend into a puddle.

The shepherds looked into each other’s eyes, blushing. Florence blinked, Eddie wasn’t sure if it was an invite or if it was out of fear he would go through with it. Not wanting to take a chance, he doubled down on the ferret.

“I think Monica wouldn’t like it if I stopped so soon,” he grinned.

“You better not!” she gasped as she started feeling a climax well up.

“Keep licking my clit, I’m almost there!” the ferret begged.

The shepherd pressed his tongue more firmly before sinking a finger inside her, driving her over the edge. He felt her walls squeezing as her body shuddered and she gripped the sides of the bed.

“Nnnnggg, gods, huff huff, fuck!” Monica’s climax erupted as her lust coated the shepherd’s chin.

“Damn, little bro, way to go,” she thought to herself as she watched her brother give what seemed to be the ferret’s best orgasm. Seeing the weasel enjoy herself, she began to want the same for herself.

The ferret giggled as Eddie climbed on top of her. His length bobbed up and down as he crawled in between her thighs, placing it right at her wet entrance. Florence watched, seeing the same cock from this morning getting ready to plunge into tight ferret pussy. Feeling her lust flow as her brother was getting ready to get some, she decided to up the ante as well.

Florence pulled off of the bobcat’s length as it spilled pre onto the blanket underneath him. She stroked him with a knowing look on her face.

“Now’s the moment. You get to fuck a purebred Australian shepherd bitch like you always wanted,” she purred as she pushed the bobcat back onto the bed.

Getting comfortable, she positioned her dripping pussy over his textured cock. At once, the shepherd siblings took on their lovers as the sound of four people getting fucked reflected off the walls of the room. The sounds of huffing and wet flesh mixed with the scent of dog, bobcat and ferret sex.

Wincing at the tightness, Eddie felt the ferret’s walls squeezing him. Monica panted at the feeling of being split in half since the time she started having sex. Even with her well-lubed weasel pussy, she had trouble taking his girth.

“Fuck, you’re so big,” she groaned.

“I could stop,” the shepherd offered.

“Like hell you will, just take your time, it’ll fit. I just need to adjust.”

As the dog slowly sunk into the ferret, she wriggled her hips before finally taking his length to his engorged knot.

“That feels so fucking good,” she grunted.

Eddie winced as he felt her tight walls squeezing him in agonizing pleasure. He tried to keep himself from climaxing too soon and turned to look away. In the reflection of the window, he could see his sister riding the bobcat as her hips bucked up and down. The smell of his flesh and blood’s sex hit his nose and he struggled to maintain.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he grunted.

“If you start thrusting, I’ll be able to open up more,” she purred.

Hard as a rock, he did as he was told and sure enough, he could feel her walls tenting, making every thrust that much easier. Still, she was tight, but the threat of being squeezed out was further abated with each thrust.

Eddie relished in his new lover, feeling her walls squeeze snugly as her body responded to his. For a second, he wondered what the bobcat was feeling. Looking over to the other bed, he saw his sister having the time of her life as she was getting the fucking she had long awaited for. In his head, he told himself he would have probably said yes to her if she had the thought to ask.

“Fuck, huff, oh fuck you’re so big,” the ferret gasped as she held her legs as far apart as she could. It didn’t take long for her to climax as the shepherd hammered her core, forcing her to squeak with every thrust.

“Fucking, ngh, cumming, nnnngghh,” she grunted before crying out as her walls crushed Eddie’s girth, forcing him to pull out. With a wet pop, her weasel nectar flowed onto the base of her tail that laid under her.

“Holy shit, that was tight!” he laughed as he watched Monica’s essence flow from her entrance.

“See, I told you!” she giggled.

“Don’t feel bad, she does that to me all the time!” Scott called out as the other shepherd bounced on his cock.

“Not gonna lie, you’re pretty tight yourself,” he purred at Florence, her hair a mess from the action.

“Mmmm, huff, I love your cock, it hits every, huff, fuck… spot.”

“I’m just glad you’re not a one and done kinda guy. Most guys are finished in two minutes and I usually need Scott to finish me. It’d be nice to have another orgasm before my pussy gets filled with your hot shepherd spunk,” the ferret purred as she rolled onto her belly. Her large breasts splayed out as she balanced on them to present herself on all fours.

“Think you can knot me?” she asked, whipping her tail side to side, making her plump ass wiggle enticingly.

“I’m up for a challenge,” he grinned as he gripped her sides, mounting her from behind.

“Don’t break her little bro!” Florence called out before realizing her gaff.

“Little bro?” Scott chuckled under her.

“Uh, yeah, that’s my nickname for him. He kinda acts like a little brother sometimes,” she explained hurriedly.

“Hmmm, maybe we should get you to do some sibling role play!” The ferret said, excitedly.

“Oh, you should totally do it!” Scott added.

Feeling cornered but not entirely opposed to the idea, Florence looked to Eddie who looked back in contemplation.

“Fuck it, I’m game,” she said, feeling her face flush from the bold statement.

“S-sure, why not?” he stammered, shocked as he felt butterflies in his stomach.

“Great! Scott, we really chose a fun couple this time, fuuuuck!” Monica exclaimed as Eddie entered her from behind.

Florence couldn’t believe she had just agreed to fuck her very own brother in front of two people they had just met. The thrill of breaking the taboo excited her as she felt a climax well up. She looked down at the bobcat and over at her brother fucking the ferret from behind. Her mind alternated from being in the ferret’s place as she was getting railed like a feral to riding her brother like a sweet, doting older sister.

Her hips took over as Florence felt her own walls milking the bobcat for all he was worth. The rough texture of his cock helped build up her climax as she began to cry out.

“Right there, fucking right there, huff, I’m fucking cumming, nnnggh,” she groaned finally getting her release.

“Fuuuuck!” Scott cried out as her squeezing walls brought his own orgasm. The shepherd felt the bobcat flood her womb with his essence.

Seeing his sister’s body tense up from climax, throwing her head back and pushing her breasts forward accentuating her curves so sexily sent Eddie into his own throes of pleasure.

“Knot me, huff, fucking knot me,” the ferret squeaked.

Obliging his lover, the shepherd timed his climax and forced his weight forward, pushing the writhing weasel into the mattress and forcing his knot into her tight pussy. Feeling the dog’s weight on her and the flooding of her womb sent Monica into absolute bliss. Getting knotted for the first time, her ferret pussy ached as it struggled to milk the dog’s engorged knot.

“Gods, oh gods, nngh, it hurts so good, I fucking love it!” she groaned.

Monica bit the blanket under her as the intensity increased with the pressure in her body. Her face red, she soaked the sheets with sweat and their lust that began seeping from her entrance. Warmth bloomed in her body making her feel overfull as Eddie continued pumping her full of his seed.

“How long does it take for that thing to relax?”

“It can take a few minutes.”

“Fuck, this is so intense!” she cried out, burying her face in the mattress as she pounded it with her fist.

Eventually, his knot relaxed, releasing the ferret. An audible pop echoed in the room as the shepherd’s cock left the ferret’s gaping entrance open for all to see as her lust and his seed poured onto the sheets.

“Gods, I’m so glad I’m not doing laundry,” Florence laughed.

“That was so good…” the ferret sighed as she finally relaxed.

Looking up at Florence, Scott grinned mischievously, “I think it’s your turn to get knotted.”

Florence looked towards her brother on the other bed. He saw her and they gazed at each other, knowing what was to happen. An unspoken conversation between the siblings that only each knew happened between them with little smiles, eye movements and breathing, their own form of communication.

The Australian shepherd bitch got up, feeling the bobcat’s essence flow down her thighs and went over to the other bed. Monica barely managed to sit herself up to gain a front row seat for the siblings’ first intimate encounter.

Florence smiled sweetly at her naked brother and giggled seeing his length ready to go.

“I love you so much little brother. I’ve wanted to do this so long with you. Maybe if I had known you wanted to, we could have done this before,” she said, gazing into his eyes with her hand on his cheek.

“Oh, that’s good!” Monica said out loud.

“I’ve wanted you for as long as I can remember. All the nights you held me in your arms on the couch while we watched TV, when you held me when I came home from getting stood up on my very first date, you were always there for me sis. I love you too,” he said, blushing as he admitted his feelings.

“Damn, these two are really good,” Scott added, grinning at the exchange.

Taking a deep breath, Florence leaned into her younger brother for a deep kiss. Their tongues wrestled as the dogs moaned, getting what they had been waiting so long for. The electricity between them as their tongues caressed one another charged their bodies, priming them for more.

“This is so fucking hot,” Monica purred lustily as she moved to the other bed.

“Yeah, they actually kinda look like… oh shit, I think they’re actually…” Scott’s eyes went wide as the realization dawned on him.

“Sshhhh, I almost thought they were, I didn’t want to say anything,” Monica whispered as they watched brother and sister know each other, carnally.

Eddie latched onto Florence’s breast, suckling on her peak, eliciting a gasp. He suckled on her teat like a hungry pup with Florence more than happy to indulge.

“That’s it, little brother. Suck on your sister’s tits all you like. Are you enjoying it?”

He looked up to his sister’s eyes and nodded.

“Good, take all you want,” she cooed as she felt her endorphins rush through her body.

“Oh my gods, they’re soooo adorable,” the ferret gushed as she laid her head down on Scott’s lap, slowly pumping his length.

Eddie grinned at his sister and immediately she knew what he intended to do.

“No, no, don’t you fucking dare,” she laughed.

“What do you mean?”

“I know what you’re gonna do Eddie.”

“You mean this?” he said, tickling her sides.

Florence began laughing uncontrollably as she was tickled relentlessly in her sensitive spots.

“Stop, stop, stooop, Eddie” she cried out in hysterical fits, wrestling to get him to stop. He fell on top of her and held her arms down as she continued to giggle.

“I win!” he declared.

“You cheated you brat!”

“I’m gonna tell mom you called me names,” he grinned.

“Are you gonna tell mom you fucked my pussy, too?”

“Yeah, ok. I’d like to be able to still live at home while I’m still in school.”

“I won’t say anything to mom if you do something for me,” she said smugly.

“Yeah, what?”

“Blow my fucking mind when I cum,” she bit her lip and shifted herself, her wet petals kissing the tip of his tapered length, dripping with pre once more.

The welcoming entrance of his sibling beckoned Eddie to do what few had the courage to do. Monica was busy taking Scott’s length into her mouth, leisurely sucking him off as the two watched in anticipation. He could feel the heat of her entrance as he pressed his weight, slowly sliding into the other shepherd.

“Oh my gods Eddie, you’re really fucking doing this, you’re really fucking me,” she gasped out with emotion, her breathing picking up as her heart raced. The reality hit her as she felt her brother fill her walls that they had crossed into the realms of the taboo. As his body entered his own flesh and blood he could see the vulnerability on her face. Even as they were giving into their carnal desires, he felt the need to protect his sister.

“Shh, it’s ok, we can stop if you want,” he whispered with genuine concern.

Florence responded shaking her head, “No, I want this! It’s just so emotional.”

Eddie nodded and pushed the remainder of his length in. He held for a moment, feeling the warmth enveloping his cock. It felt right, as if her body was made to take his own. Immediately, the siblings’ walls were shattered as they shared their bodies with one another.

Scott and Monica watched, transfixed at the incestuous act in front of them. They felt they had struck gold with this couple and quickly got to business.

“Scott, fuck me my bobcat. I love you so much,” the ferret purred.

“I love you too, Monica!” he said as they spooned each other to watch the shepherds as they fucked.

The bobcat lifted the ferret’s leg as he took her from behind. Despite being gaped earlier, she snapped back, her tight walls hugging her lover’s girth as he thrust against her core.

“Fuck, I’m gonna be so sore in the morning,” she moaned.

“Two cocks and a knot in you? Would you do it again?”

“Fuck yeah, huff, don’t forget to get their number!”

Florence wrapped her legs around Eddie as they gazed into each others’ eyes. Her face was gripped in absolute pleasure; his looked as if he was lost in a world of ecstasy. Florence’s mind floated, purely feeling all the pleasure she was being given. Her guard was let down and soon, she realized it was absolute trust she felt. She felt safe. She felt like a woman whose body was in the care of someone who had proven themselves to her time and time again. All the flashbacks to moments Eddie had looked out for her played though her mind resolved themselves to one thing: he was the man she had always needed.

Eddie felt his sister’s legs hug him closer to her as he smelled her scent and sex. The lewdness played out as he realized she was letting him into her body. The days she doted on him, fussed him, and was a shoulder to cry on in his moments of loneliness gave him the realization she was always there for him. They truly loved each other and the fact they were having sex proved their sibling bond was so strong they would go the distance for each other.

Soon, a deep orgasm began building inside the shepherd. Florence looked to her brother and he knew what she wanted. He picked up his rhythm, his knot pressing against her entrance, stimulating her jewel in time with her core. Florence gripped her sibling’s back as she cried out, her body giving in to the biggest climax she had known.

Eddie pushed his weight forward and tied Florence as his throbbing length flooded his sister’s core. She felt the heat and bit down on her brother’s shoulder, bruising it as his seed flooded deep within her. Eddie grunted in pain and pleasure as his mind blanked out from the combination of climax and emotion.

When he came to, Florence was quivering, her body still in the throes as her walls continued to milk his cock, buried deep inside. Her grip held, not wanting him to go as she seemed to feed hungrily off his essence.

Soon, she stopped shaking and her body relaxed. Her eyes opened and she started breathing deeply, looking around as if to gain her bearings. She saw Eddie looking down in concern for a reassuring sign she was ok.

“Are you alright, Flo?”

She nodded her head, smiling before she was able to speak.

“I have never felt so good before. That was amazing,” she smiled, drawing him into a deep kiss, their tongues dueling each other like two lovers separated for far too long.

They looked to other couple who were just finished with their own tryst. The ferret’s head was tilted back to meet her lover in a kiss. Her large breasts were resting on the bed as she lay on her side, giving the shepherds a full view of Scott’s length pumping her with another load.

As they came to, they looked at Eddie and Florence and the two couples began laughing.

“Well, I guess now our secret is out,” Florence said before kissing Eddie.

“Yeah, I kinda figured it out. But oh my gods that was so fucking hot, though,” Monica gushed.

“Yes, we have to do this again!” Scott added as he caressed his lover’s curvy hip.

“What do you think?” Florence asked Eddie.

“Group sex with my sister’s big stinky butt? Eww,” he answered mockingly.

“My butt doesn’t stink! Your breath stinks! Ever heard of mouthwash?”

“When my knot calms down, I’ll wash your mouth out!”

“Oh yeah?”

The ferret and the bobcat looked at each other. Scott laughed, “Maybe it’s not such a good idea…”