My First Kiss
Tonight was the night I had been waiting for! Chris was going to have a party to celebrate the end of the school year at his house. The hype was all about school today of how he turned his lavish home into a haven for all of his friends to escape for the night. I myself have been to his house a lot; he and I used to be close.
Mum has lent me one of her old dresses that she wore when she was my age. I find it sort of odd; I stand here in front of the mirror, fitting into this black, low cut dress with silk lace, looking at how my breasts fill it in proportion. My tail, however is a bit larger than my mom's was with a looser curl that is typical of huskies.
I twirled once and giggled as I stopped, watching the dress catch up with me, a perfect match for my darker purple fur and a nice contrast to my underlying, white markings. Cosmetics were compiled neatly on my dresser for easier access when I needed to apply. I rarely wore any makeup besides eyeliner, because it was always too much trouble for me to clean the mess out of my fur. Taking the small pencil of eye liner, I carefully adorned the fur under my eye with the glossy black marks; and as always I made sure to make a small curled tear at the edge of my eye.
I was content with how I looked as of now, placing my usual silver locket around my neck, containing the picture of my older sister who passed away just a year ago. She and Chris had been together a year prior to her death, which is the reason we were so close to each other. There was always something strange about my sister though; whenever I was around Chris she would always be uber protective of me. It made me think of what he was really like when no one was around... otherwise he was a nice person.
Anyway, I put all of this out of my mind, for there was no need to hinder my happiness with floods of memories as of now. I let myself fall back onto my soft bed, bouncing once as the springs worked against my weight. With a soft sight I turned my gaze to the ceiling, thoughts wandering over what the party would be like. Eyes closed, I imagined the lively music and dancing, all of the guys... and well... girls to drool over. Who knows, maybe I'll even get my first kiss. A small giggle escaped my muzzle at this; what fourteen year old girl didn't fantasize over this if they hadn't received it? It was almost enough to make me moisten my panties as I thought about it.
And of course before I even had a chance to, my mother knocked on my door. I jumped as the knocked startled me and got up to open my door, "Ma'am?"
"Your brother is about to leave, hun. Go get in the car."
I smiled at her and nodded, "Yes ma'am." and made my way down the stairs.
Not having to look over my shoulder, I knew that she was smiling. Unlike most other girls I have known, I actually pleased my mother. I never begged her for anything, took her money, disobeyed, or acted bitter towards her in anyway. You may think I am a liar, but I speak the truth. I haven't really had a reason to bother her; after all, Sarah, my sister, never did.
I made my way to the door and then hopped into the front seat of the car with my older brother Daniel.
"Wow, you look awesome tonight. Gonna haveta keep meh friends of off ya, sweets." He gave a chuckle and nudged me with a wink, to which I retaliated with a small blush.
"Oh shut up Daniel, you don't have to lie."
"I speak the truth, little one. Some of meh buddies have the hots for ya." With that he shifted the car into reverse and then first gear as he reached the road.
***
I always loved to ride with my brother. Not because of the usual, eww I don't want my parents to drop me off, things; but just to watch Daniel drive. He shifted the gears of the Countach so easily and with precision that he made it seems so easy, but when he let me drive it I was always clueless. Watching the street lights zip by, leaving streaks of color, my thoughts wandered again of the usual fantasies of a teenager, until I curled with excitement. I wonder what it would be like to be touched by Sean, or to be dominated by Kristen... oh it all made me so excited until I was worked to the edge, only brought back by my brother's chuckle.
"What are you thinking about sis? You've nearly soaked my leather." I tilted my head at his soft chuckle and looked down to notice that I had, in fact, considerably moistened myself with my thoughts.
"Oh gawd, I'm so sorry Daniel..." I whined softly and my ears pinned, but I was reassured with a soft pet from his paw.
"It's ok, love." he smiled gently, "just try and contain yourself at the party... I know how much your mind likes to wander. Check the glove box and get a pad out for yourself."
"Erm... why do you carry those?" I asked as I looked inside the glove compartment and pulled out a packed pad.
"Mum told me to carry one along for ya; we all know how you can get."
I nodded and sighed, pulling down my panties which were soaked and looked up at my brother.
"What about these? I can't wear them now?"
He fumbled around in his pocket and pulled out a fresh pair of mine, which were stored in an air tight ziplock, "Brought along these too." I took them from him and removed my panties, laying them in the floor. I tore the package open and stood up slightly, holding my dress up with my teeth so that I could apply the pads adhesive strips properly. Eyeing the bag, I opened it and slid on the new pair, which seemed more comfortable than the other pair; finally, I fixed my dress again and got comfortable.
"Can I ask you something, Daniel?" He smiled and nodded as he kept his eyes on the road.
"What was Chris really like?"
"Well, Selene, He was a decent guy for the most part; I just never liked him for some reason."
I flattened one of my ears to the side as I though, "Why didn't you like him?"
"Well, I never really trusted him around Sarah." Daniel sighed and lowered his ears a bit, "I guess it's kinda the way I am with you. I don't like some people getting so close, and I'd advise you not to get too comfy with him."
"Why?" I asked.
"Just trust me on this. He isn't what he lets on to be."
***
The notion that my brother may be, in fact, slightly paranoid crossed my mind. I smiled at him over my shoulder and waved goodbye; it would be another four hours until I was due at home. Music was already blaring when I reached the end of the snaking walkway to the front of the house. Ears perked and tail curled tightly, I opened the door to reveal a lively scene. My friends were lingering in the midst of crazed, drunken minors, making it a bit difficult for me to find them; but after a few minutes of searching I found Sean and Alison huddled in a corner.
"Why are you guys sitting out?" I asked as I padded across the marble floor toward them.
Alison looked up to me and smiled, "I decided it would be safer for Sean to sit over here... he is a bit out of it."
I replied with a soft chuckled and looked to my feet where Sean was busy gandering at me from under my dress.
"I'm up here, love."
"I know! Heheheeeeeee! Ican seee you!"
I chuckled and stepped away from him with a chuckle.
"Heya... dun go..." he whined.
My teasing game was over with a wink as I bumped into someone from behind, "Oh... I'm so sorry."
" Don't be." There was a low chuckled and I looked up to see Chris's smiling visage looking down at me.
"Oh, it's only you, Chris." I chuckled and turned to hug him, "How have you been?"
"The usual, Selene. Moping and reflecting... which reminds me; I have something I want you to see."
He tugged at my paw, urging me to come with him. I complied and looked over my shoulder at my friends, and read the words "Be careful." from Ali's lips.
It wasn't long until we had reached his room.
"Go on inside." He urged me and I scampered into his room as he locked the door quietly behind him.
Giggling softly, I sat down on his bed and beamed, "What is it that you want to show me?"
There was no reply as he opened a chest at the foot of his bed and pulled out one of my sister's old out fits. This encouraged me to ask him, "Why do you have that?"
"It is just something to remember her by."
"What about all of your pictures and other things?"
He tossed the clothes to me and smiled, a slight tear in his eye, "They have her scent."
Lifting the top to my nose, I inhaled and caught the scent of my sister.
"Try them on?"
"Why?"
"I'm just curious... you look a lot like your sister."
I nodded and stood up, "Well she was my twin you know." I tried to reach the zipper in the back of my dress, but had a bit of a time, considering that I wasn't acquainted to wearing them.
"Some help, Chris?"
"Sure," he chuckled and slowly unzipped my dress from the back, issuing soft murrs. They made me nervous, but I decided to pay no mind and let my dress fall to the ground in a pile ov black linen. There wasn't enough time to question him before I felt the latches of my bra skillfully brung tugged at, and watched as it fell to the floor, leaving my breasts loosely exposed.
"What are yo..." I tried to scream at him, but his hand clamped over my muzzle and I was thrown t the bed, my head connecting with the headboard. My thoughts were impaled as his lips, so oddly gently, locked with mine; however, the serene moment was foiled when his tongue hit the back of my throat. I tried my hardest to struggle, but his claws were bearing into my shoulders. A scream escaped my lips, only to be muffled by his muzzle and only resulted in the tightening of his grip. Searing hot pain shot through my body as the blood ran from the deep wounds, staining the sheets crimson.
Finally, he let go of me and I whimpered as I watched him undress, his member already erect from it's sheath. He grabbed me and held be close to him.
"You are a lot like your sister... I wonder if you will be as good, hm?" He chuckled and threw me again, this time onto the floor where I was almost immediately pounced upon. The wind was knocked from me and I could only watch helplessly, through fogged vision as he cuffed me to his bedpost. His claws raked my panties from me and exposed my virgin sex, which he began to lap. Moans that I couldn't help escaped my lips as he did so, only to be replaced by shrill yelps as he drove his muzzle into my vagina. Liquids spilling over his muzzle, he lapped me heavily and deep, as if his intentions were to drink me dry. By the time he pulled his muzzle from my vagina, he and his carpet were covered with a generous amount of my fluid, and blood from the tears inside of me.
Without stopping, he rammed his cock into me, making me shudder with pain and ecstacy. His speed increased, slamming me against the bedpost and giving him time to suckle my neck and slowly nibble his way down to my pert nipples, where he ran his tongue over them. My shrill moans heated as I reached my first orgasm, my sex soaked with my fluids. A shrill cry escaped me, followed by soft whimpers as I completed the orgasm, spilling my cum everywhere.
That was the last I remember of it, he was torn from me and I lost consciousness.
***
It was around noon the next day when I woke. I was in my bed, and when I tried to rise hot, searing pain coursed through my senses, causing me to yelp and lay back down.
"Take it easy, girl."
I sighed and pinned my ears, looking up at my brother, "Daniel... what happened?"
"Don't worry about it, sweets, at least not right now. You just get your rest alright?"
I nodded in reply and drifted off into unconsciousness as I held Daniel's paw.