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Jaidyn slipped quietly beneath the covers of Aaren's bed, palming down across the soft fur of her bare belly. Her eyes drowsily opened as she turned to him, tail lifting the covers below. He leaned down and they shared a slow, wet kiss before a hand from each of them snaked down to play together with her pussy. Subdued pleasure flashed across her features before there was movement underneath the covers and he felt a sticky hand squeezing his thigh. He shifted on top of her, prodding the tip of his peeking cock against her moistening slit. Having found a warmer place to nestle in it eagerly emerged from his sheath and settled inside her.

"It's probably not a good idea to knot me today, Jaidyn," his sister said sleepily.

They had gotten in the habit of waking an hour or so before they usually did. Then they'd press their sleep-leaden bodies together, gently fondling each other in lazy pleasantness. It lasted only moments and wasn't anything like the raw mating they had been enjoying; his orgasm was a dull pleasure and she was only ever barely wet, but the time they spent afterward half asleep, cuddled together and knotted warmly, was the best part of his morning.

It actually hadn't been his idea, but now it was a routine he was almost addicted to. "Oh.." He yawned, trying to coax his hazy brain into starting. "Why not again.."

She tangled her legs with his and nuzzled him lovingly. "I won't stop you if you want to...but Mom is going to wake us up in a few minutes...Aunt Lauren, remember?"

"Right...right. Damn."

Their parents had been saving up money over the last few years for an anniversary promise they made a while back. A second honeymoon, because their first had apparently been pretty terrible. This was the year they were finally going off on their cruise and island resort package and even though he and Aaren were both perfectly capable of taking care of themselves their Aunt Lauren had insisted on using the opportunity to have them spend the summer with her.

"I don't want to go," he moaned. "Think of all the fun we could have had here...alone."

"Too bad," she said with a laugh, teasing. Then she gazed at him seductively, fingers brushing across his chin."You know, Aunt Lauren still thinks you're a girl."

"I see where this is going," he said, rolling his eyes.

Because his sister had been more than willing to accommodate his desires it had only been fair that he wear whatever she threw at him without complaint. He'd even begun to secretly enjoy it a little, even if it was still a bit awkward. Jaidyn suspected his sister knew, but it probably only aroused her even more.

"I don't know if I can do it," he said uneasily. "It's one thing to trick strangers here and there, but all the time for the rest of summer?" He buried his nose in the crane of her neck. "What if we get caught?"

"You probably won't have to try very hard," was her reply as she pushed him off and sat up, stretching.

"Gee, thanks."

"You're also running out of time if you want me to do something about your hard on," she said innocently, smiling.

He rolled his eyes again, but shifted on all fours and then scooted back towards the bottom edge of her bed. She leaned forward on her own fours and slid underneath his body, soft fur brushing against his belly. Something wet and warm ran slick against his dangling cock, then he felt his length become enclosed in the wetness. Her butt waved slowly, tail swishing and tickling his chin. The scent of her arousal drifted upwards, intoxicating and musky.

The lewd sounds of her sucking filled the room and was soon matched by his quickening breath. She couldn't yet take all of his cock into her small muzzle, though they both knew that some girls could keep themselves from gagging and fit more inside. She'd told him with flushed cheeks-it had been an embarrassing conversation for the both of them-that she would learn how to do it for him, but he personally believed that she already did a damn swell job.

"I'm going to cum," he warned breathlessly as her rough tongue prodded the opening on the tip of his cock.

Aaren sped up the back and forth motion she was making with her head, sucking down fiercely and nosily. The sudden powerful suction brought him to a tingling climax, his cock twitching each time it shot a moist squirt inside her mouth. Her swishing tail slowed as gulping sounds reached his flattened ears and after a moment he felt his cock slipping out of her mouth.

They both leaned back on their knees. He let out a puff of breath, relaxed and satisfied, while watching Aaren lap up the cum she had caught in her palm and then lick her lips clean.

"Does it...taste good?" he asked curiously, wincing as soon as he heard the stupidity of the question.

"Not really," she said, grinning with amusement. "But you get used to it. Want a taste?"

"I'll pass."

She laughed, then shrugged. "You really seem to like it when I swallow it, and since I don't mind either way, I do."

"I do like it. I don't really know why, but I do," he replied appreciatively.

Jaidyn managed to crawl back into his own bed just as their mother came to wake them up. They showered and dressed and ate breakfast, then gave their parents a cheerful farewell. He watched the overstuffed car pulling out of the driveway from the kitchen window, tapping his fingers idly on the faux marble counter. Aaren squeezed his butt, laughing as he jumped, then gestured towards their bedroom with a tilt of her head.

They packed only a few essentials like their Aunt Lauren had suggested; toothbrushes, their hair brush, and a few other random bits, though they really didn't even need those. Aunt Lauren had aggressively insisted that she would take care of anything they might have forgotten or left behind.

What was important for them to bring was enough clothing so that they had enough to wear between washes. That Aaren took care of by herself, packing enough of her clothing for the both of them as well as adding a few of the things they had bought for him. Jaidyn's stomach twisted uneasily at seeing only bras, panties, and skirts along with the more casual ladies' jeans and t-shirts. There would be no retreating back into the safety of his own gender and even while lounging in their room he would have to pretend to be a girl.

"Maybe it's too soon for-" he began, but halted when Aaren pressed a bundle into his belly hard enough to silence him, pointedly crossing her arms and waving her tail.

"I'll change right away."

Releasing a sigh, he stripped nude and slipped into a pair of her panties. Not for the first time he felt the thin purple fabric snugly rest against his too-curvy hips with conflicting feelings. He put on the small bra next, though he'd always wondered why he bothered. Or why, he thought with a hidden smile, Aaren bothered, but he realized that even some of the other small breasted and flat chested girls he'd seen at their school had bra lines showing beneath their clothing. Maybe it was just a girl thing.

He felt the fabric of the panties being pulled up and turned to see his sister tugging on the waistband.

"That's um..really tight." He clutched at the seat, tail raising.

"That's the point, Jaidyn. I don't hear you complaining when I wear them like that."

He coughed and decided it was time to slip into the long skirt and patterned blouse she had picked out. They usually wore the same thing whenever he went out as a girl-Aaren thought it adorable to ply the fact that they looked almost identical-and this time was no different, though the contrasting and vibrant colors differentiating them set them both apart in a pleasing, symmetrical way and accented their honey-gold-tipped-by-black fur perfectly.

Aaren looked over him once they had brushed their hair, seeming pleased. She leaned forward and pressed a kiss against his lips. "You look really cute...sometimes I even forget you're not really a girl."

Aunt Lauren arrived only half an hour after their parents left, the sun still trying to wake into full morning over the skyline of the city. She showered them both with kisses and praise, insisting them both the most adorable things she had ever seen other than her own daughter. Then she talked, and talked, and talked, and talked all while they put their things in her car and all while they began the long trip out of the city. About her orchards, about her daughter, about their parents, about pretty much everything and anything.

Jaidyn couldn't help but to smile. Even though the constant chatter was a little annoying it was warming to see her treat them like actual family. The truth was that they weren't really blood related, but Aunt Lauren and their mother had grown up together since they were cubs and might as well have been actual sisters. He hadn't seen her in person since when he was very little though-when their parents married they had left their hometown to start their new family. Aunt Lauren had stayed behind to help her father's business, though she hadn't needed to.

From what he'd been told Aunt Lauren's father had made a lot of companies very successful as a business consultant and had become a wealthy man. He'd promised that Aunt Lauren would never have to work if she didn't want to, but being as practical and down-to-earth as he'd heard her father had been she worked alongside him until illness took his life a year ago. Afterward she'd decided to open up an orchard farm and live a more relaxed life, choosing to move closer to their mother in the process.

Not close enough though, apparently. Nearly the entire day went by before they broke the city limits and entered a sea of emerald green topped by the gentle waves of rising and falling hillside. Another few hours and they turned onto a dirt road running by neatly sectioned plots of colorful trees. Those finally gave way to a beautiful lake next to which sat a fairly sized manor made of rich wood, with other buildings scattered about.

"I decided it was time enough I treated myself," she said, smugly smiling as they gawked and breathed at the sight.

They parked on a small plot of compacted soil where they were greeted by Aunt Lauren's husband. He was a towering giant, stiff fur and muscle, but treated them with an easy smile and a friendly hug before tipping Aunt Lauren over and kissing her passionately.

"Even a heartbeat away from the missus is much too long," he said with a booming laugh. "I'll see you all at dinner. I've a few more chores to attend."

Aunt Lauren shook her head at him as he left, but she was smiling. "Come, darlings. You can pick out a room and then we'll go look for my daughter."

The interior of the manor was extravagant in a simple way, as odd as it sounded. It was definitely beautifully decorated and had a comfy feeling, but nothing was really expensive or lavish. They were herded up a flight of stairs into a hall lined with heavy doors. They were told to choose their rooms, but in the end decided to share one. Aunt Lauren gushed approval and chirped over how close they must be while they set their things down in the room, which was easily twice the size of theirs back home, and then they were dragged back down to meet her daughter.

"There you are Naela!" Aunt Lauren exclaimed as they descended the stairs. "Come see Jaidyn and Aaren. You won't believe how they've grown."

Naela was leaning back against a door frame lightly, sipping from a glass. Her blue-blue eyes swept over both of them appraisingly and she gave them a wide smile. "Oh my. You two have become quite the adorable pair. I bet the boys at your school won't leave you alone."

They both blushed, mostly because getting such a compliment-even not quite the right one in his case-from someone as gorgeous as Naela was just embarrassing. Aaren was, honestly, what he'd call cute and beautiful. She complained about being flat chested, but her body overachieved elsewhere and she was not only highly intelligent, but also had an endearing personality and wide range of tastes such as gaming. Because of all that she was pretty damn popular at their school-he'd been delivery boy and personal-in for fellow classmates more times than he cared to remember, showering her with their love letters and serving as a stepping stone to getting to know her better.

But where Aaren had the cuteness of a little girl and the warm casualness of a close, trusted friend, Naela was a fully grown and well endowed female. Sexiness dripped from her tight jean-shorts and the sleeveless top that struggled to contain her overflowing bosom. Her snowy white fur was silken and had a healthy sheen, covering her in pleasing fullness from head to carefully groomed tail. Dark brunette hair fell down to her shoulders, framing the softness of her face and completing her alluring appearance. The entire sight was actually a little shocking, in a good way.

Naela set her glass on a nearby table and took one of their hands each in hers, grinning. "It's going to be fun having little sisters for the summer."

The months passed slowly, but in that pleasant way when you never quite realized you had become used to the changes around you. Away from his games and computer he'd expected to be bored out of his mind, but Aunt Lauren and Naela both crammed each day full of all kinds of interesting activities. Jaidyn and Aaren were actually exhausted most of the time. They helped out in the orchard, learned to bake pies and pastries, explored the fields and forests, and went to spectate in the many competitions and friendly gatherings the surrounding farmers held during summer.

They even met the Vourans' boys, a set of handsomely toned and polite brothers that had made their crushes on Aaren and Jaidyn no secret. Aunt Lauren had teased them both about it and tried to play match-maker by slyly setting them together. It made Jaidyn nervous, but Aaren had pointed out that the boys knew they were leaving at the end of summer and that it was a good opportunity for some harmless fun.

So he had spent another portion of summer holding Len's warm hand while his younger brother Rancy twined fingers around Aaren's, walking through cooled forests or watching as the boys tried to impress them by showing off in various and sometimes entertainingly silly ways. The boys were also always straightforward and honest and painfully polite-he would have easily become good friends with them in a more normal situation, but as it was he found himself enjoying their company despite Aaren's playful teasing.

Unfortunately, summer was only so long and school would start up again soon, so eventually the final few days before they returned home dawned. Aunt Lauren woke them early and announced brightly that they were going to have a girl's day out, then attend the Autumn's Waking Festival later that night. She promised it would be a day they wouldn't forget and that it would ensure they came back next summer, as if everything else hadn't already been amazing.

They ate a huge breakfast with a promise to not worry about their figures-not that Jaidyn ever had to, to Aaren's annoyance-and then spent the morning shopping with Aunt Lauren and Naela at another city only several hours away. Aunt Lauren cheerfully told them that she would be paying for everything and to not hold back. That made him uncomfortable, but his sister was excited enough for the both of them and drowned him in more clothing than he'd ever seen or worn, but that was hardly the worst. It was just plain weird to stand in a ladies' clothing store and have the pretty clerk tell him that he'd look adorable in this and that or hear her comments on what colors would make his golden fur stand out and which accented his cute black bordering.

Aaren of course loved every moment of it, giving him pleased, knowing looks. They'd been sneaking off throughout summer for their fierce and breathlessly passionate matings, but to his surprise they had almost all been at his sister's insistence. He had come to realize just how much dressing and acting as a girl aroused her.

Once finished, they ate a quick lunch before Aunt Lauren took them to an expensive seeming store where an elegantly dressed clerk showed them several beautiful dresses.

"We need to get you girls something nice for the dance tonight," Aunt Lauren explained with a big smile.

They ended up leaving with dazzlingly lavish and beautiful dresses, his and Aaren's a set designed to match each other that the clerk had insisted would look all the more attractive because they were so identical. Seeing it on them both side by side, Aunt Lauren had immediately handed the clerk her card.

They spent the rest of the day pleasantly, throwing away a few hours walking in the park, then as the sun begun to dip Aunt Lauren took them to a salon to soak in something called an ivory bath and to have their hair, tails, and nails done.

"I can't do this," he said to Aaren nervously when Aunt Lauren and Naela moved up to greet the brown furred female at the counter.

"It's not that bad.." she replied, sounding disappointed.

"They'll see me when I get into the bath, idiot."

"Oh." Aaren looked thoughtful for a moment, then smiled. "I'll take care of it."

He rolled his eyes, but said nothing as Aunt Lauren returned. A female in a white dress led them through halls lined with soft carpet and instructed them to take off their shoes once they reached a polished wooden door. When they entered they found the room filled with steam and lavender incense, several sliding doors facing them in a half circle.

"Let's see... 3E is ours." Aunt Lauren glanced at the door to the far right, seeing the pairing in tiny print.

"Um." Aaren smiled as Naela and Aunt Lauren turned to her. "Could Jaidyn and I go in first? We're a little self conscious about our bodies because...you know...and it's a little harder with you two being as beautiful as you are. I know it's silly, but-"

"Oh, darling. It's not silly at all," Aunt Lauren immediately replied. "I understand, but you and your sister are beautiful as you are and you shouldn't be ashamed that you haven't filled out yet."

"She's right, you know," Naela agreed. "But go in and we'll wait."

"Thank you," Aaren said appreciatively, grasping Jaidyn's arm and leading him into the changing room. "Undress quickly," she said told him.

He did and put his clothing alongside hers in a small alcove, then opened the door leading into the bath. Polished wood circled a calmly steaming pool of thick ivory fluid that shun like iridescent pearls. Aaren pinched his butt, grinning as he indignantly flattened his ears, and then led him into the bath. The thick and muddy liquid clung to his fur, but didn't really feel wet. It was warm and heavy and probably the most relaxing thing he'd ever felt in his life. He almost immediately wanted to fall asleep in the sea of warmth and sweet scents.

A moment later Naela and Aunt Lauren slid the door open and stepped onto the wood bordering the bath. It hadn't clicked in his mind earlier that he would be sharing a bath with Naela, but seeing her full breasts and the soft curve of her butt between the feminine swishes of her tail, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Aaren watched him a knowing expression, silent but with a dose of envy in her eyes that only grew once she turned to glance at Naela herself. Fortunately-or unfortunately?-Naela slipped into the pearly bath and most of her enticing flesh vanished from view.

"This bath is wonderful for your fur and skin," Aunt Lauren told them with a pleased shiver. "You'll feel smoother than the most expensive of silk, should any of you find yourselves being felt tonight." She gave them an expectant look.

"Mother!" Naela cried, not seeming very embarrassed.

Aunt Naela made soft sound of dismissal. "We're all fine ladies here, and I was your age once. I'm sure you've all done some experimenting with a lucky boy or two already."

He and Aaren blushed deeply at that, thinking of their illicit relationship. Surprisingly, Naela joined them.

Eventually Aunt Lauren and Naela left, then knocked on the door to signal that they were dry, dressed, and leaving. Aaren rose first to make sure it was clear, then waved him over. She frowned at his erection when he rose, but he only gave her a shrug and sheepish grin.

"I can't do anything about it now," she whispered to him. "Think about something else."

With her annoying assistance he ran through the joys of mathematical equations, killing his erection pretty fast. After they dried and dressed they went and had their hair, tails, and nails done. It was interesting-certainly it wasn't something he'd ever done-and afterward he was positive that his hair and tail had never smelled as sweetly nor had ever been as soft and straight as they were now. Satisfied, Aunt Lauren brought in their dresses.

He went into a dressing room with Aaren to change, then found himself staring at not one, but two nearly identical strangers in the mirror.

"You look...amazing," he told Aaren breathlessly. "I mean, not that you're not normally, but, um-"

She pressed a finger to his lips and laughed. "I get it." Then, more softly. "You look great as well..."

"You're both cute," Naela agreed, entering the changing room behind them. "You'll probably steal the floor tonight if the boy's aren't too busy fighting over you."

Looking at Naela's backside as they were hurried into the car, Jaidyn couldn't quite agree.

The festival that night was held beneath a sea of twinkling stars, in the cool of night. Steamy meals and far too many kinds of drinks paired with laughter and cheerful banter. Jaidyn felt the weight of many eyes on him, a lot of them following his butt and swishing tail as the moved by. Their progress was halted every few steps by someone commenting on how absolutely stunning they were and more than one male flirted openly with them. But as the dances begun he and Aaren sat on a bench and waved away the far too many offers to dance.

Then Len and Rancy showed up, smiling down at them confidently, and he knew they wouldn't be able to turn them down now however much he and his sister hated dancing.

Len leaned down towards him with a smile, looking thoughtful as he reached out his hand, palm up. "Jaidyn?"

He smiled, impressed despite himself. "Yes."

"They were pretty good odds," Len said, laughing. "You look like something that should be dreamily observed from a distance, but I'll risk a question. Care to dance?"

Aaren nudged him as Rancy took her hand.

"Um, sure." He put his hand into Len's. "I'll warn you now though that I'm a terrible dancer."

"That's fine," he said with a grin, leading him onto the floor.

He spent the next hour dancing with Len, somehow finding himself laughing and having fun. Afterward, as the festival began to draw to a close, the skilled band molded a slow and tender song, signaling couples to shift closer.

Jaidyn blinked as Len drew near, one hand sliding down to rest on his bottom. They moved slowly with Len leading him, sweeping and spinning. The dance passed in a blur and before he knew it the slow crescendo died out, ending the year's festival.

Len cupped his chin, smiling. "Hopefully I'll see you next summer." Before he could protest Len leaned in and kissed him gently on the cheek.

He shivered, feeling uncomfortable but somehow pleased. Aaren walked up behind him with a smug expression, slipping her hand into his.

"He's a pretty nice guy," she said after a moment. Then she squeezed his hand. "I can't wait to get back, I've been dying inside looking at you all day and after seeing this I don't think I can stand it much longer."

They regrouped with Aunt Lauren and Naela, then returned to the manor and spent another hour lounging in their nightshirts with them, laughingly recollecting the night. After they gave Aunt Lauren tight hugs and thanked her for a wonderful day, bidding her goodnight, and retreated to their room. Aaren barely took the time to lock the door behind her before running fingers painfully through his long hair and drawing him in for a fierce, hungry kiss.

"You don't know how wet I am right now," she breathed after their kiss broke. "Let's mate all night, Jaidyn." They moved back until he fell on the bed, Aaren falling on top, and hungrily kissed again.

Then a sharp knock sounded on the door.

He blinked up at his sister who seemed as surprised and confused as he was. She slid off and moved towards the door while he sat up on the edge of the bed. She unlocked the door and cracked it open, tensing as she recognized the obscured form in the hallway.

"May I come in?" Naela's voice softly asked.

"Um, of course," Aaren answered, stepping aside to let her in.

Aaren closed the door behind her, but it was Naela who locked the door and made both he and Aaren blink. Before they could ask what she was doing, she led Aaren the bed and had her sit down beside Jaidyn.

"I thought we could have some fun together before you left," she said, smiling sweetly.

"What do you mean?" Jaidyn asked, suspicious.

"Exactly what you're afraid I mean, Jaidyn. I prefer females as my partners and I refuse to miss the opportunity to play with the both of you, and not just because I haven't been with twins yet."

He and Aaren were very quiet for what seemed like a very long time.

"Um, that's fine...but I don't like girls," Aaren finally said, uneasy. "We're not interested so-"

"I wasn't asking, little Aaren," Naela replied, giving them a gentle but still predatory look. "I'm not going to hurt you, so just relax and enjoy it. "

She moved closer, pushing Aaren onto her back and forcing Jaidyn to scoot away.

"Naela, stop, or-"

"Or what? You'll tell my mother? She doesn't know I prefer girls and she wouldn't believe you even if you told her. You'd only upset her, which wouldn't be very nice after all she has done for you over the summer."

Aaren looked flustered. "Jaidyn."

He didn't know what she expected him to do, but he parted his lips to blurt out something anyway. Naela silenced him with a flourish of her white tail against his muzzle.

"No, sweetie. You sit there like a good girl and be quiet, because you're next."

Jaidyn was stunned into silence more because of the sudden realization that they now had a much bigger problem than because she had told him to.

Aaren frowned at him from beneath Naela, but looked up in horror as the white-furred female bent down and forced her tongue into Aaren's mouth. They kissed long and slow and powerfully, Naela's eyes completely shut but Aaren's eyelids only partially lowered. As the lewd sounds of wet kissing and twisting tongues rose from them, her brown eyes shifted to stare at him.

Naela broke the kiss with a strand of shimmering silver and smiled down at Aaren. "Just bear it for a little bit, and if you end up not liking it I'll leave you two alone."

Of course, she wasn't giving them much of a choice in the matter, so he watched helplessly as Naela lifted his sister's nightshirt over her head, removed her own, and then pressed her full breasts against Aaren's fur. Naela licked the sensitive insides of his sister's ears, drawing a moan from her, and then kissed down along her neck before fiercely biting down on a nipple. Seeing the familiar signs of pleasure so strongly on his sister's face, Jaidyn realized that Naela was really experienced.

"Are you getting wet from watching your sister, Jaidyn?" Naela seductively asked as she crept lower and lower, tail sweeping slowly.

"Um," he answered nervously, but thankfully any reply she might have expected was replaced by Aaren's soft shriek.

Jaidyn swallowed slowly as he saw why. Naela descended between Aaren's legs like an animal, neatly stripping her panties off and slipping her long tongue easily inside Aaren's dripping pussy. She lifted his sister's rump by the thighs, nosily slurping between her legs despite her desperate, high pitched protests and pushing hands. Even with all her pleading Jaidyn noticed that his sister writhed and twisted in pleasure, drawing envy in him-he wasn't yet good enough at what Naela was doing to earn the same reaction from Aaren.

"For all your complaining you're practically pouring, Aaren." Naela gave her a pleased, predatory smile sticky with juices as his sister's tail thrashed faster and faster, her back arching. Of course she didn't know what they had been about to do before she showed up..

Naela descended again, a sharp, lewd sucking sound rising from Aaren's thighs, then a hastily muffled squeak announced her orgasm. Her eyes were wet with almost-tears, her chest rising and falling while she gulped air. Her muscles went slack, eyes staring upwards in a sleepy daze.

"Hehe." Naela rose from between Aaren's knees and licked her messy lips, seeming pleased with herself. "I told you it would feel good. I'm really skilled at this, if I may say so." Jaidyn jumped as she turned her hungry gaze towards him. "Now then, Jaidyn. Be a good girl and come over here. I'll give you a taste of your sister's pussy."

"I don't think that's a good idea," he said slowly, trying to come up with something. Anything.

Naela frowned, then leaned forward and suddenly cupped his chin painfully. Her eyes drew closer as she kissed him long and hard, tongue twisting with his own. The familiar taste of his sister filled his mouth.

"If you don't behave I'm going to have to punish you," she said as their kiss broke. "But you can make it up to me by licking...down here." Fingers fondled her moist slit, drawing his attention.

"If...I do.." he said carefully, hopeful. "Will you leave me alone?"

"Maybe."

He sighed, deciding that it at least bought him time. He leaned down and hesitantly brushed his tongue against her sticky slit, finding the taste both familiar and different. A hand on his head pushed down hard, forcing her pussy against his muzzle.

"Mngh!" he cried in muffled alarm.

"Don't be shy and use lots of tongue."

He hastily did as she demanded, more to keep from being smothered than because he wanted to. He heard her breathing quicken and in spite of himself felt pleasant tingles whenever she praised him, hungrily directing his tongue in a lusty, breathless voice. Her free hand stroked his hair, petting his ears and brushing down his neck.

After spending some time lapping up her juices with only brief rests for air, she lifted him away from her thighs. "Now let's have some real fun."

Naela began to pull Jaidyn closer. He resisted, looking towards Aaren for help. His sister watched quietly, her facing still laced with pleasure. "Aaren, say something!"

"Jaidyn's really a boy."

He stared at her, shocked. "How about something else."

Aaren shrugged. "She didn't care when I said 'no', so what makes you think she'll leave you alone? She's going to find out eventually."

Naela was watching them both, her face transitioning from laughter-barely-contained to a deep frown as she realized they won't joking.

"You two will have to do better than that," shes said uneasily. "There's no way Jaidyn's a boy."

He sighed, then lifted his nightshirt to reveal the reddened flesh of his peeking cock. Naela stared at it as if were a viper, suddenly quiet.

"But..how. Why." She brushed a hand through her shoulder length hair. "I don't understand, why were you pretending to be a girl all summer? Are you-"

"No," he said flatly.

"It's because of me," Aaren finally said, then she explained everything. And by everything, he meant everything. From their bet to the the night when they had first mated together to Aaren's enjoyment of watching him pretend to be a girl.

"I...I.." Naela shook her head after Aaren finished, tail still and ears low. "I don't think I've ever been this turned on."

"What?" he and his sister exclaimed in unison.

Naela shrugged. "Your relationship gives me the shivers and knowing Jaidyn's really a boy doesn't change the fact that he's one of the cutest girls I've ever seen. In fact, knowing he's really a boy just makes it feel that much more...naughty."

"Thanks...I think," he replied, unsure of how he should take that.

"And," she continued, face settling back into that of a confident predator. "I don't see why we should stop. You pretended to be a girl all summer and you can keep pretending to be a girl now."

"Huh?" he and Aaren said again, almost perfectly timed.

"I'll pretend to be a boy while you continue to pretend you're a girl."

"I don't want anything anywhere inside me," he said slowly, frowning.

Naela laughed. "Though I'd argue that you might really like it, don't worry, you'll just have to pretend."

"Um, okay.." he replied. What else could say?

Pleased, Naela tugged off his nightshirt and threw him down beside Aaren. She climbed on top of him and then lowered herself, straddling him so that his cock rested between her thighs but didn't slip inside her. Then she stroked her tongue alongside the fleshy inside of his ears, drawing a surprised cry from his lips. The wet tongue moved down to follow the curve of his jaw, soft kisses brushing against his fur, then rising up to forcibly enter his mouth. It felt strange to submit like this, letting her do whatever she wanted with him, but it also felt...thrilling and erotic.

Their kiss broke in a release of breath, then Naela traced his lips with her tongue. "You're such a delicious little girl, Jaidyn.."

"Um.." He looked up at her, nervous, not exactly knowing what she expected.

Thankfully she was willing to be more than helpful, laughing gently. "Come on, Jaidyn. You have to give me a little bit as well. Make some noise for me, think as if you were a girl. Don't be shy..only your sister and I will ever hear this."

He nodded, heart thundering as he understand what she wanted. She came back down again, sucking warmly on his neck and planting wet kisses. "Ah..that feels..good..."

"Better," Naela said, licking her lips. "Now tell me how wet you are, you little naughty slut."

"My pussy is soaked and slick...my thighs are sticky," he said slowly, starting to get into it and becoming aroused. From the corner of his eyes he noticed Aaren staring intently at him, a hand sliding down between her own thighs.

"Good girl," Naela breathed, moving downwards and biting his nipple. Sharp pain mixed vigorously with a pang of pleasure. He gasped, then whimpered as she cruelly played with his other nipple using her hand. "Hehe, your voice sounds just like your sister's when she's being pleasured.."

"It's because you're playing with my breasts so roughly..."

"Is that so?" Naela put hands on either side of his face, sucking on his bottom lip before exploring his muzzle with her tongue again. The kiss broke slowly, Naela's eyes regarding him with arousal. "Are you ready to take my cock and knot inside you?"

"You should make him do it on all fours," Aaren breathed, a little too eagerly. She blushed when they looked at her. "It's his favorite position."

"What a wonderful idea. Get on your hands and knees and lift your tail for me, Jaidyn."

He obeyed, intoxicated by white-hot arousal and the scent of his dripping precum stirring with the scents of two very wet females. He moved towards the center of the bed, settling beside Aaren as she nosily played with herself. Then he spread his legs and lifted his tail high.

"What an obedient little pet..." Naela said. Then he felt a sudden, sharp yet pleasant pang of pain as she spanked his butt with a loud crack, petting his rump afterward. He released a girlish yelp, and not entirely because he was trying.

Naela crawled over him, breasts pressing erotically against his back, thighs and arms overlapping his. "I'm putting my cock inside you, Jaidyn.."

He wiggled his butt and wrapped his tail around her waist as she pushed down. "Ugh...it hurts..your cock is..big.."

"That's too bad," Naela said sweetly. "You're still going to take it all while I mate you."

She began to thrust with her hips, pushing down on him. Her hands moved below and began stroking his painfully hard cock, jerking him while playfully rubbing a finger against the tip. She timed the strokes to her thrusting, sending hot shivers through him whenever she slammed her thighs against his bottom. It felt very strange and foreign, but exciting and erotic.

After a bit of pounding, while his ears were flattened in pleasure, Naela said, "Come give your sister some help, Aaren."

Obediently Aaren slid beneath him on her back, directed by Naela, and took his cock warmly into her mouth. Beneath him her tail waved slowly, one hand still noisily sliding fingers in and out of her pussy as she played with herself. Freed, Naela's fingers moved to his chest again, stroking him warmly and tugging on his nipples.

"I'm going to knot you.." Naela said heavily, pushing down hard.

Jaidyn was forced flat into the bed, which also meant more of his cock was forced into Aaren's mouth. Naela held his head against the bedsheets, pounding heavy and deep and slow, grinding against his butt and making his fur slick with her warm, messy wetness.

She breathed into his ear, lusty and heavy, then bit down on it painfully. "Are you going to be a good girl and take all of my cum, Jaidyn?"

"Yes," he breathed, clutching the bedsheets in his hands as she pressed down on him and his sister did her best to swallow his cock, tongue lapping at his knot. "I'll take all of it inside me..."

"I'm cumming!" she cried, slamming down hard.

He grit his teeth and came harder than he ever had before, feeling his vision swim and hearing the sounds around him fade into a distant roar. His cock literally gushed, squirting heavy lines of cum in rapid succession until his balls began to hurt. Then everything rushed back into focus and he was dimly aware of the need to breath.

Naela flipped him over onto his back, pulling the cock out of Aaren's mouth, and pressed heavily down on him, keeping his cock beneath her. "Don't move," she breathed urgently.

One hand ran through his hair painfully, clutching sable tangles as she pressed her muzzle against his hard enough that it hurt. He felt a soft brushing motion on his belly as she bucked and it took him a moment to realize that she was fingering herself. A moment later and a slow shiver ran through her body, ending in a powerful rush of relaxed muscles that even felt.

Faint breathing filled the silence-the soft satisfied sounds his sister made after they mated, Naela's own sob-like breaths, and his own raspy gulps. Then Aaren sat up and looked down at herself. Her hair, face, and front were doused in milky white fluid that streaked across her in jagged lines.

Aaren tried to wipe some of it from her face, but only smeared it and made it worse."Geeze, Jaidyn."

Naela laughed softly, grabbing Aaren's arms and pulling her close. They cuddled together pleasantly, he and Aaren on either side nestled against her breasts while Naela stroked their hair slowly.

"You two are the sexiest girls I've ever played with," Naela said happily. "I'm really going to miss you both.."

Summer finally came to an end and he and Aaren found themselves back at home, waiting for classes to start up again next week. Aunt Lauren had dropped them off a few days before their parents were due to return with excessive invitations to return next summer. He and Aaren had used the time to go back-to-school shopping, happy to see everything slowly returning to normal, but after spending such a wonderful summer out in the orchard farm it was still disorienting to be back in the city. Their mother and father came home refreshed and overly lovey-dovey, which was a good thing he guessed.

Their parents asked about their summer while he and Aaren helped them unpack things from the car. He and Aaren both simply said they had fun and would like to go again next year.

"By the way," their mother said as they finished. "Your aunt mailed these to you. They came in today."

She handed them each a rectangular black box, addressed to each of them respectively. Though there was no returnee name, the address was definitely Aunt Lauren's. Aaren opened hers and immediately blushed, pulling out a very expensive and risqué looking lingerie colored soft blues and blacks.

"Oh my!" their mother said, laughing and exchanging a look with their father, a hand over her mouth. "That sly lady! I can't believe she sent you that!"

Jaidyn opened his box slowly, but wasn't surprised to see matching lingerie, dark violet and black. His mother and father burst out laughing.

"I think Lauren still believes you're a girl," his mother said, snorting. "That must have been very awkward."

"You should tell her," his father said, grinning.

"I'll let Lauren find out on her own. I can't wait to see the look on her face!"

Aaren was watching him, a smile in her eyes. He handed her the lingerie even though he knew it really was for him. "You can have it." He tried to keep his voice even, turning to close the box, but a small card taped to the inside corner caught his eye.

In flowing, feminine script it read, "For next time."