My Inspiration
All right, here's the deal. I wrote this piece as an exercise in descriptive writing, and to distract myself from 'Towards Antipathy' which is turning into an epic. The "I gave you my purity ..." quote is from a Nine Inch Nails song, Sin ... so don't quote me on that one, it ain't mine. This story contains first time vaginal sex between two wolves who happen to be related. If you're not into that, or you're not of age don't read this. As for all others, you assume responsibility for your own actions so read onwards. Enjoy.
My Inspiration
Tommy slowly cracked his eyes open. The usual sight of his girlfriend of two years sleeping beside him was the first thing he saw, as it was every morning. He yawned as he sat up in his bed. He looked around the room he had lived in since he was a pup. It had changed little in the last ten years; the walls still covered in posters of screamo bands, the holes still in the wall that he had punched in fits of childish rage and angst, and the general state of disorder with his clothes, various items, and trash spread about the floor.
He looked down at his paws, his fur still matted from the blood of his girlfriend's period. He had gotten used to the same bullshit routine, sex was an every night thing now, and to him it had lost all meaning. He looked over at her again, and he couldn't deny that she was beautiful. Her figure could rival a runway model's, and her long flowing head fur was always well kept. She was a leopard, and even though before her he only dated fellow canines, he had to give her some credit for being the one to finally coax his virginity away from him.
He slowly stood up and stretched. He ran his paws down his sides as he looked down at his gray fur. He couldn't believe that he was nearly thirty, and he watched himself age a little more day by day. The tall wolf looked back at his sleeping twenty year old girlfriend again, and sighed to himself.
"I gave you my purity, and my purity you stole." He said to himself as he knelt down to pick up a dirty t-shirt.
He threw on the worn holey shirt and walked towards the door. He stepped out into the hall of his modern ranch style house that belonged to his mother. He hated the overly clean house, and despised the collage of family pictures all up and down the upstairs hallway. Had his father not died in a car accident ten years prior, he would have moved out long ago. Instead, he stayed to help his mother raise his younger sister, and since he had just graduated school he was able to get a full time job with a construction company.
He heard the lavatory door open down the hall to his left. He saw his sister walk out of the steamy bathroom wearing a pink towel around her torso, and she had her head fur wrapped up in a smaller matching towel.
"Hiya!" She beamed as she saw her older brother. "You're so lucky Tom ... waking up with that cute leopard in your arms every morning. I'm so jealous." She said as she walked up to him.
"Oh, yes. Luckiest fur in the world." He said as he rubbed his fingers together, causing some of the dried blood to crack and fall.
"You don't like Allie?" His naive sister asked a little confused.
"I didn't say that, sis. I just don't like ..." He cut himself off as he decided not to discus an adult matter with his fourteen year old sister. "Excuse me, Corrie. I need a shower."
The older wolf pushed passed his sister despite her disapproving squeal. He stepped into the upstairs bathroom, and closed the door. The air was thick with steam, and the large mirror behind the sink was completely fogged up. The steam was so thick that it was hard to breathe, and the smell of his sister's shampoo lingered predominately.
"It's a good thing I wanted a cold shower." He said to himself as he shed his shirt off his back.
He unbuttoned his tail flap and put his thumbs under the elastic waist band of his boxers and pushed them down, and kicked them towards the shower door. He briefly looked his body over before he opened the door of the small shower. He reached in and turned the handle all the way to the ‘H' on the right side of the back plate. As he suspected, the ‘hot' water was barely warm.
He sighed as he stepped under the water, muttering under his breath how much he hated his sister's long showers. He let the water cascade down his fur, soaking it to the roots. He opened his mouth and caught some of the water in his mouth. He gargled it before he spit it onto the floor of the shower, trying to rinse Allie's lingering taste out of his mouth. He picked up his shampoo bottle off of the shower rack. He opened the bottle and turned it upside down as he squeezed it. Much to his dismay, nothing came out of the bottle.
"Bah!" He scoffed as he put the bottle down and picked up his sister's shampoo bottle.
As soon as he uncapped it, the entire shower filled with the unpleasant fragrance of a field of wildflowers on a mountainside in spring. Tommy laid his ears back and growled at the soapy substance as he squeezed it onto his paw. He put the pink bottle back on the rack as he worked the shampoo into the fur on his head.
His keen ears barely heard the bathroom door open over the running water. He glanced over his shoulder at the fogged glass door to see the outline of someone walking towards him. He disregarded the intruding fur, and resumed rubbing the lather over his head and down his chest.
The door to the shower opened, and he glanced back to see his naked leopard joining him. He looked away from her as he hid a frown. He felt her arms wrap around him, and her paws slide over his abdomen.
"Why'd you let me sleep so late Tom?" She asked in a sleepy tone.
"Well, it's Sunday and neither of us have to work." He replied as he felt her paws slipping downward.
"Why's the water so cold?" She asked as she pressed her body against his back.
"Corrie used all the hot water ..." He answered as he subtly tried to move away from her.
"Well it's making me cold." She said as she pushed her body against his.
"If you don't like it, you could always go home and use your own." He said with as much seriousness as possible.
"I see you're in a good mood this morning." Allie said sarcastically. "That's okay though, ‘cause I know what cheers my handsome puppy up." She said as she gripped his sheath in her paw.
"Don't." Tommy said coolly.
"Don't what?" She teased as she lightly stroked his sheath.
"Don't touch me." He said as his tone became slightly more annoyed.
"Tommy? Are you okay?"
The six foot tall wolf turned around and looked down at the five foot tall leopard. His eyes seemed cold and emotionless; he realized that he didn't care for this bubbly nymphomaniac any more.
"I think you need to leave." He said without a hint of emotion.
"What?"
"I said, I think you need to leave."
"Why?" She asked as tears started to well up in her eyes.
"Because I don't love you, and honestly I don't think I ever did. I know you've cheated on me with Dan, and frankly I don't care. You two can fuck every night if it will keep you out of my hair."
"Who ... who told you that?" She asked as she started to sob lightly.
"Dan did, because unlike you, he felt guilty about going behind my back." Tommy said as he turned back around and resumed his shower.
"Tommy honey, I don't know what would make him say that, but it's not true." She said as she put her paws on his back.
"Fuck you, get out." He said as he maintained his emotionless demeanor.
"Tommy-"
"Fuck you!" Tommy yelled as he punched the shower wall; cracking a tile and breaking his knuckle. "I don't give a fuck if it's true or not. I don't love you, and I know you don't love me. I'm not content with doing sexual favors for someone I don't even like."
"Is that what you think our relationship is?" She said as she fought back what Tom thought were fake sobs. "You think that I just sleep with you because all I want is a bed partner?"
"Alliena, you're on the fucking rag and you still just want to fuck. It's been this way for the past year. I have a larger emotional attachment to my right paw, and it's a hell of a lot better in bed too. Doesn't bitch all the time like you." Tom said as he looked over his shoulder at her. "Now get out of my house or I'll call the police and have you arrested for trespassing."
"You ... you're horrible Tommy!"
"At least I'm not a heartless bitch." He said as he started to rinse the lather off.
"I was going to marry you Tommy. You just remember when you're missing me that you were the one that broke up a fantastic relationship, not me." She snapped as she opened the shower door and stepped out in tears.
She slammed the door as hard as she could, which did nothing more than cause the door to outrun the flimsy locking mechanism. Tommy turned around and closed the door as he heard the wooden bathroom door slam. He sighed as he worked the rest of the lather off his body. He found a smile creeping across his muzzle.
Now that she was out of his life, maybe he could move on and find his true mate. The only real regret that crossed his mind was that he had gave up his virginity, something that he could never give to his true soul mate now. He felt his smile fade at that prospect.
He had often dreamt of her. He would see her in the moonlight; her long hair tumbling down her body as she stared back at him. Her face was obscured by the dark, and only her outline was illuminated, but she was so beautiful that her radiance could be seen even in pitch black. He felt her smile as she looked at him, and slowly turned to face him.
Tommy turned the water off as he cursed himself for ever getting involved with someone so young. He stepped out of the shower and picked his boxers up. He padded over to the sink, put his boxers up to the glass pane covering the reflective material, and wiped off of the steam condensation. He looked over his features in the mirror as he opened a small drawer and pulled out his toothbrush and toothpaste.
He was fairly handsome for someone a hair past their prime. He had rigid gray fur, and his eyes were a deep yellow. In the middle of his chest was a small diamond of white fur. He opened his maw and ran his tongue over his milky white fangs that gave him his namesake.
He slid his paw over the handle and moved it to the right. The water came to life as the valve opened up, and the small jet shot from the opening in the end of the small bathroom sink's faucet. He wet his toothbrush as he flipped the cap on the tube of toothpaste open, and squeezed some of the bluish gel onto the bristles.
"Thank the gods I don't have to scrub her taste out of my mouth anymore." He said as he lifted the toothbrush.
Corrie was sliding a pink t-shirt on when she head when she heard a door slam in the hallway. She tugged the tight shirt down over her belly as she made her way over to her room door. She put her paw on the doorknob as she heard her brother's room door slam. She opened her door and peeked out. She heard the water in the shower go silent. She looked down the hallway towards her brother's room. She was unsure of what to think of the commotion, and she jumped slightly as she saw the leopard step out into the hallway in a huff.
Allie made her exit hastily down the stairs. Corrie watched curiously as she heard Alliena sob a little as she padded down the staircase to the entryway, and then she heard the front door slam. She ventured a little ways out of her room and tried to peek over the stairs. She jumped as she heard the lavatory door open beside her, and shrieked in surprise. She turned to see her brother with a small hand towel over one shoulder and his t-shirt over the other.
"What's wrong, sis?" Tommy asked as he laughed a little at her shriek.
"You scared me Tom!" She said as she regained her composure. "What's wrong with Allie?"
"Heh, nothin' sis. I know you were fond of her and all, but you might not be seeing too much of her anymore."
"How come?" She asked with a little bit of a pout.
"I'll talk about it later, sis. Don't you and mom have shopping to do?"
"Yeah." She said as she perked up. "We're gonna go to the mall, and she's gonna get me that cute skirt with the slit up the side we saw last week. The boys'll love it."
"I'm sure they will." Tommy said as he walked past her and padded down to his room.
Corrie looked at him as he walked away from her, still a little bit confused, but she shrugged it off as she went downstairs. The staircase grounded in a large entryway, and on the other side of the entryway was the family room. She saw the early eighties style furniture that was bought brand new just two years before her father left her. In the corner sat a large big screen projection television, state of the art twelve years prior. She couldn't help but laugh at the large box that seemed to horribly clash with the rest of the decor.
She walked through the entryway into a small hall that connected the kitchen, the dining room, a small office, and the master bed and bathroom. She heard her mother in the kitchen cleaning up the breakfast dishes. She peeked her head around the corner at her. Her mother caught a glimpse of her and pretended she didn't see her as she hummed an older tune and dried a plate.
Corrie tried to tiptoe up behind her mother in an attempt to surprise her, but just as she was about to pounce, he mother turned around and started tickling her. Corrie squealed and giggled in the tickle fit, trying futilely to tickle back. She soon resolved herself to her mother's slender paws, and threw herself into a hug in hopes that it would stave off the tickle attack. The older wolf started to laugh with her daughter as she hugged her.
"What's my silly little girl up to today?" She said in a caring motherly voice.
"We're goin' to the mall, ‘member mommy?" She asked in her cutest girly voice.
"Oh sweetie, I can't." She said as she watched her expression change from beaming happy to upset. "Your aunt Janice called, and they had to put Darrin in the hospital for appendicitis. I have to go watch your little cousin Jennifer."
"But ... You promised you take me to the mall ... I've been looking forward to it all week." She said as tears started to well up in her eyes.
"I know honey, but this just came up. I'm really sorry." She said as she hugged her daughter. "I've got an idea though; maybe you could ask your brother to take you."
"But mom, Tommy hates going to the mall, and he hates taking me anywhere." She pouted.
"Just go ask him dear ... He doesn't have anything else to do today but polish that car of his." She said as she stood up and put her paws in her daughter's shoulders.
"All right ... I'll go ask him." She said with a little disappointment lingering in her voice.
Her mother turned her around and shooed her away. She quickly went back up the stairs and made her way to her brother's door. She could faintly hear some of his darker metal music playing softly out of his completely analog stereo system. She balled her fist and knocked on his door.
"Yeah?" She heard her brother call from the other side of the door.
"Um, Tommy?" She said a little bit timidly.
"What is it, sis?" He asked as she heard him shuffle about in his room.
"Um, mom said she has to go take care of Jen, so she can't take me to the mall. Um, so um, can you take me?"
She saw the door handle turn, and the door pulled open. She saw the large wolf looking down at her.
"I thought mom was taking you ... I mean you've been talking about it all week." Tommy said a little annoyed.
"I know ... I'm really sorry, but I really want to go ... pleeeaase!" She begged in the cutest girl voice she could muster.
Tommy looked away from her as an annoyed frown crept across his muzzle, but he looked down at his sisters pouty eyes and shook his head.
"Go get your purse and meet me in the garage."
Corrie shrieked with glee as she threw her arms around her older brother's waist and hugged him. He responded by backing away and trying to lightly push her off.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" She said repeatedly.
"Eh, you're welcome sis, but the sooner you let go of me the sooner we can leave."
"‘Kay." She said with a giggle.
She released her hero of the hour and made her way to her room to grab her purse. After a short search, she found her small handbag tucked behind some various knickknacks on her vanity. She picked it up and hastily trotted downstairs. She turned a right in the downstairs hall, and went to the end where it met the kitchen. She opened a plain looking door to the right just before the hall became the kitchen.
She stepped down a few steps into a three car garage that was filled with two automobiles. The one on the left was a base model luxury sedan. It was a light blue in color; the interior was in decent shape, as was the exterior and engine. All in all, it was a good car for an average family.
On the right side of the garage however, sat a truly beautiful vehicle. It was a jet black 1968 Dodge Charger. The hood had a hole in it where two blowers were stacked on top of one another, and underneath the blowers sat two four barrel carburetors, and they fed the eight cylinders of the massive 440 cubic inch engine. Everything but the modified power plant was perfectly restored to its original pristine condition. The dual chrome exhaust tips began to rumble and shake as the massive beast of a car turned over. Corrie ran up to the passenger side door and opened it. She got in the oversized muscle car, and closed the door.
"You didn't touch the wax job, did ya sis?" Her brother asked as he looked over at her with a smile.
"Nuh-uh. I know how you like to keep dad's old car all nice and pretty." She said as she fastened her seatbelt.
"Nah sis, not pretty ..." He paused as he hit the button on the garage door remote, "I keep my old car beautiful."
He pulled the console shifter lever into drive and lightly pressed the accelerator. The engine rumbled slightly as it eased out of the garage. He turned out onto the street, and pushed the pedal about half way down. The drag racing radials spun briefly before they gripped the pavement, and the car jumped to sixty in the span of only four seconds.
"Why do you drive so fast?" Corrie shrieked.
"Because I can." He said as he smirked.
She shrieked again as he stomped the pedal and spun the tires at sixty miles per hour. Tommy laughed as she gripped the sides of the seats and closed her eyes. Tommy eased off the accelerator as he waved at the police cruiser sitting on the corner. The police officer waved back as Tommy sped by him at a little over eighty.
"I love having a car that the cops have just stopped trying to catch." He said as he laughed to himself.
Of course they actually knew his car from his father. Tommy's dad was a lieutenant in the police force when he died, and he was well known for his baby girl Samantha.
"Why did you keep dad's car when he died?" His sister asked as she looked over at him.
"I'm not sure ... I didn't want to at first, because I kind of blamed dad dying on this car." He paused as he recalled his father tinkering away countless hours restoring the rusted shell to its original beauty. "Dad never let me drive it while he was alive. He used to say, ‘Samantha's just not your type of woman, son.' He was always afraid I'd wreck it. It's almost funny that he died behind this very steering wheel."
"Do you ever miss dad?" She asked as she looked over at him.
"All the time sis. After he died, it took all I had to pick up where he left off with the family. You were still just a little pup, and mom couldn't raise you alone. They towed back the car and put it in the driveway. I couldn't even go near it for a month, but something inside just told me that dad would want to see it fixed. It took six years and a lot of countless weekends tinkering like dad always did, but here she is." He said as he pat his dashboard affectionately.
She smiled at him as he she watched him giving the car a love pat. He put his paw back on the steering wheel and sighed. A few minutes later he pulled his car into two open parking spots and double parked the boat of a car. He turned the ignition key off, and the engine reluctantly fell silent. He pulled the key out and dropped it in his pocket as he opened his door. He put his footpad on the asphalt pavement, feeling the heat of the summer in the blacktop. He closed the door and looked over as his sister climbed out of the beautiful auto.
"Did you lock the door, sis?"
"Yep." She beamed as he walked over towards him.
They walked across the parking lot, and into the quadruple wide glass doors. The typical scent of a large indoor mall greeted their nostrils. The aroma of leather clothes and shoes, the distant food court and various snack stands, and the large department stores with arrays of various appliances, clothing and home decor. Tommy hated the mall as much as he hated shopping. Corrie on the other hand, was in a veritable teenage girl fur's dream.
She led Tommy from boutique to boutique. Spending nearly forty-five minutes in each store looking at overpriced ‘trendy' outfits that were fit more for streetwalkers than a respectable eighth grade girl. Tommy couldn't help but laugh as he picked up a white tank top that had been cut off. He looked at the price label.
"Thirty bucks, tch. Be a hell of a lot cheaper to buy a full one for ten and cut it off yourself." He said to himself as he put it back on the rack.
He walked over to his little sister who was looking at a somewhat risqué outfit. It was a ripped tank top, a cut denim jacket, and the short skirt that she originally wanted to buy. She looked at it with longing, and then looked at her saved allowance in her wallet, and then back at the outfit.
"What's wrong, sis?" He asked; causing her to turn around and look at him.
"I have enough for the skirt, but everything else is too expensive." She explained.
"Well, how much are you short?"
"One fifty." She said as she blushed.
"One dollar and fifty cents or one hundred and fifty?"
"One hundred and fifty." She answered.
Tommy looked at the outfit and shook his head.
"Happy birthday, get it and let's go."
"What?" She asked as her eyes lit up.
"Early birthday present. Grab it so we can get it and get out of here.
Corrie squealed with joy and picked the various parts of the outfit up off the rack. Tommy sighed as he pulled a credit card out of his wallet. At the counter, Corrie laid all of the clothes out for the cashier to ring up. She started to pull her allowance money out of her wallet when Tommy stopped her. He put the credit card on the counter and the cashier swiped it through the reader.
"You're buying it all?" Corrie asked as she looked up at him.
"Like I said, happy birthday."
Corrie wrapped her arms around her older brother and hugged him as she thanked him repeatedly. Tommy laughed at her a little as she saw the raccoon behind the counter smile at his generosity. He put his arms around her and returned the hug briefly before turning to sign the credit card slip that the raccoon had just set down on the counter. He took the pen and scribbled something that looked like it may have at one time been a signature, but was now just a mangled shadow of his name.
The cashier bagged the clothes, and put the white copy of the slip in the register drawer. She handed the yellow copy to Tommy, who crinkled it and dropped it in his pocket, and the bag of clothes to Corrie. Tommy walked out of the store with a little bit of haste. He was antsy to put the mall behind him, and Corrie had to hustle to catch up with him.
When he got outside of the boutique, he paused and looked to his left and to his right. The mall was starting to get crowded. The furs that normally go to church before shopping on Sunday had started to pour in and the teens that usually sleep in were beginning to make their appearance. Tommy was looking over at a large crowed of furs in the direction he wanted to travel. He was contemplating how to maneuver past them when he felt his sister tug on his shirt.
"Tommy, look!" She said exited as she pointed towards a tall teenage wolf in the food court. "It's Andy! Can I go talk to him?"
"Andy? The wolf that you met at the movies last Friday?"
"Mm-hmm." She said as she smiled.
"Yeah I suppose-" Tommy cut himself off as he saw a vixen walk up to the wolf and kiss him on the cheek.
"T-Tommy ... who is that with him?" Corrie asked as she watched the two with pain filled hopeful eyes.
"I ... I was hoping you would know." Tommy said as he balled up his fist, popping his broken knuckle.
"I've never seen her ..." She said as she fought back tears.
"All right, wait here." Tommy said as he started walking over to them.
He heard his sister object as she tried to call him back over, but her voice was a distant echo losing itself in his building rage. The couple started to walk away, Andy's paw resting on the vixen's rump. Tommy increased his pace as he watched them walk away. He jumped up onto an island where assorted fake greenery was growing, and made his way straight through it. A shocked badger on the other side muttered some objection to the wolf's behavior as Tommy jumped off the planter in front of him, but it was unheard by the single-minded wolf.
"Excuse me!" Tommy said as he came up behind them.
The brown furred timber wolf looked over his shoulder at the distraction.
"Hey man, are you Andy?" Tommy asked in a clam tone.
"Yeah ..." The smaller wolf answered as he looked at the massive stranger.
"Do you know a wolf named Corrie Saunders?" Tommy asked as the wolf turned to face him.
"Uh, yeah I think so, she goes to my school." He said as he nervously looked over at the vixen.
"Ah, I see ... You didn't happen to be going out with her and decided to break up with her without notice or reason did you?" He asked maintaining his calm tone.
"What? Uh, no." He said as he glanced over at the vixen, who was now giving him a curious look. "I barely even know her." He said to the vixen more than to Tommy.
"I see, so you're calling my little sister a liar now, too?" Tommy said as he became a little more irate.
"Sist-? Oh shit." He muttered as Tommy grabbed a paw full of the front of his shirt.
Tommy lifted him off of the ground a little higher than eye level. He looked over at the vixen with a cold stare.
"Get lost, chica." Tommy said in a cold voice.
The vixen wasted no time in complying with Tommy's demand as she took a few steps back, turned and hastily started running.
"Now Andrew, let's talk. If I ever hear about you pulling that BULLSHIT with anyone ever again, not just my sister but anyone, I'll cut your testicles off and shove them down you throat. Is that clear?"
The wolf slowly nodded his head as his lips quivered and he whimpered. Tommy let go of his shirt and dropped him. He landed off balance and fell back on his rear. He looked up at Tommy briefly, and then rolled over onto all fours before standing up and running away. Tommy watched him for a moment, and then turned to see a crowd of furs looking at him with shocked expressions.
"What? Some of you need a lecture on the proper etiquette of how treat a lady?"
At that, the majority of the furs went back to their shopping, trying to avoid eye contact with the wolf. He made his way back over to the store front where he had left his sister. She looked up at him with a tear stream on her face fur.
"You ... you didn't have to do that, Tommy." She said as she sniffed back her sobs.
"I know sis, but that asshole had no right to treat you like that." He paused as he looked down at her. "I'm sorry about that; I know you don't like to hear me cuss."
"No, it's okay." She said as she walked up to him and took his paw in hers. "Let's go home."
"All right, sis." Tommy replied as he lightly squeezed her paw.
They walked out into the daylight of late afternoon. Tommy sighed as he looked towards his car. He smiled at the sight of the sun glistening off the black paint. He walked across the parking lot again, reaching into his pocket to retrieve his keys. He pulled the ring of keys out of his pocket with a jingle. He looked down at his sister and smiled.
"Get in." Tommy said as he handed the keys to her.
She looked up at him and smiled as she took the keys in her free paw. She hurried to the passenger side door, and unlocked it. She opened the door and put the shopping bag in the back. She climbed into the car and sat down. Tommy made his way over to the driver's side door, and opened it as his sister unlocked the door. He got it in the car, and put his paw on the keys that his sister had put in the ignition or him. He stopped just before he turned the key, and looked over at Corrie.
"You want to start her up?" He asked with a smile.
Her tear hazed eyes lit up, and she put her paw on the key. As soon her paw on the key, her brother took her paw in his and pulled her close to him. She slowly shifted her body in the large bench seat as she slid closer to her older brother. He picked her up and sat her on his lap. He could feel her tail waging back and forth against him, and he could see her ears heating with blush.
He moved his paw to cover hers as he coaxed her into turning the ignition. The car rumbled to life, and Tommy took his paw and guided his sister's to the shifter on the console. He took his free paw and put her other paw on the steering wheel, all the while keeping his paws covering hers as he guided her through the steps. He coaxed her paw downward on the shifter one gear, which put the little red needle on the ‘R.' Since her feet couldn't reach the pedals, Tommy worked the accelerator and brake pedal. He coached her paws on the steering wheel as they backed out. He pointed the vehicle down the aisle, and took his paws off his younger sister's.
"All right sis, she's yours." Tommy said as he put his paws to his sides.
She looked back at him over her shoulder and nodded nervously. She put her paw on the shifter and clicked it past neutral to drive. She put her paw back on the wheel and taped it somewhat nervously with her fingers. Tommy lifted his foot off the brake and the car started to roll. He put his foot to the accelerator and gave it just enough to push the car slowly to the small side road that led back to the main strip. He put on the brake as he came to the white stop line at the end of the aisle.
"Okay, signal for a right turn," He pauses as she did, "look both ways, and ease the wheel to the right." He instructed.
He gave it a little gas as she followed his instructions, and the car pulled out onto the small road running around the mall. She followed the curvy road around the mall with all skill of an experienced driver. They stopped at the red light at the entrance to the mall.
"Okay, signal a left turn. Have you driven before sis?" Tommy asked as he leaned his head over to see her face.
"Mm-hmm." She answered as she clicked the blinker on. "Mom let's me drive her car sometimes, but it feels a lot different than this one."
"That's because this was made when cars were really cars, sis." He explained as he laughed.
"Mom's car still feels better I think ... it feels easier."
"That's because mom hasn't pulled out the power steering and replaced it with rack and pinion steering." He explained. "It won't feel as smooth as this baby at a hundred miles per hour."
"I would never go that fast in a car." She said as she looked over her shoulder at him.
Tommy laughed and rubbed her shoulder with his paw.
"Just wait ‘till you start dating some boy with a fast car, we all know how much you ladies like going fast, and you know how much we fellas like showing off."
Corrie giggled a little as she looked at the traffic on the main street slowing to a stop. The light turned green and Tommy pressed the accelerator and the car eased into the road. Corrie straitened the car out as they headed the direction of their house. Tommy continued to work the pedals as they drove onward. He could feel her tail swishing happily against him. He smiled as she drove the massive car without a care.
They came to a red light, and Tommy worked the brakes and stopped the large vehicle. His sister looked back at him and smiled, but before Tommy could return her smile, his keen ears picked something up. He looked in his rearview mirror to see an iguana painted Honda Civic pulling up in the lane beside him. He looked over at the tinted windows of the rice burner, and snickered. The unseen driver of the small four banger revved his engine at the massive Charger.
Tommy put his paws on his sister's waist and lifted her off his lap; he sat her down in the seat and looked at her. "Buckle up." He said as he slammed the shifter into neutral and revved his engine back at the tiny car, rumbling the tinted windows harder than the car's sound system ever could. His sister hastily complied as she sensed the impending face off.
Tommy smiled as he hit the brake lock toggle underneath the steering column. He saw the light turn yellow on the intersecting road. He moved his car into drive, hit the brakes and pushed the gas. The drive tires began to spin, kicking up white smoke as the front brakes held the car in place. The light turned green and the Civic jumped off the line as Tommy let off the brakes. The smaller car was trough the intersection before the massive Charger started moving. He could see the small car rock slightly each time its driver quick-shifted. He was in third when the Charger caught up to him.
Tommy pulled abreast the small car, and teasingly held it right beside him. He saw the civic shift into fourth, and the lag between gears caused him to slide back slightly. Tommy laughed as he stomped the accelerator to the floor, and the tires spun briefly before the speedometer jumped from eighty to one hundred like it was nothing. Corrie closed her eyes and squealed as the massive car rumbled and roared.
Tom glanced in his mirror, seeing a younger otter with his jaw dropped, and a teenage lioness giggling as she watched the car pull away. He stayed on the gas as he continued to pull away, watching the Civic become smaller and smaller in his mirrors. He let off the pedal when the red needle touched one-fifty miles per hour. Corrie cracked her eyes open a little as she felt the car slowing down.
"Remember what I told you about boys with fast cars? Well that was one of them." Tommy said as he laughed. "Revving his little engine at me? What the hell was going through his stupid brain?"
"That was scary, Tommy." Corrie said as she looked over at him.
"Aw, it's all in fun sis, and I'd never do anything to hurt you, ever."
"I know ..." Corrie said as she sighed. "You've always been there for me, and you've always looked out for me. I don't really remember dad, but I'm sure he couldn't have done too much better of a job than you." She said as she looked at her handsome brother with a smile.
"Sis ... Corrie, I don't know about that. Dad was a really good fur, and he adored you."
"So you got your adoration of me from him?" She asked in an unusually mature way.
"Corrie ... I ..." He looked over at her; staring into her eyes as they suddenly filled him with desire. "I don't think you're getting my point."
"All I'm saying is you've always been there. You've been more than a brother, and more than a father. You've been my Tommy." She said as she unfastened her seatbelt and slid over beside him.
"T-thank you." Tommy said as he blushed a little.
He put his arm around her, and pulled her close. ‘This is wrong, she's your sister' he thought to himself. ‘I'm not doing anything with her, I'm just holding her.' He argued with himself. ‘It's not like she's turning me on.' He paused on that thought as he noticed his own arousal. He sniffed with his sensitive lupine nose, and he could smell his sister's arousal as well.
"Okay." Tommy said as he looked down at her. "Where do you want this to go?"
Corrie looked up at him confused, not sure how to answer or even what was being asked. Tommy sighed as he turned down a little side street and pulled into the parking lot of a corner playground. He turned the ignition off and the car went silent. He looked back at his sister as he hugged her with his arm.
"I mean, what do you want to happen now?"
Corrie looked down and blushed. She hadn't thought about it; she didn't even know what was driving her need for him. She looked back up at her brother, who was looking at her with a nervous smile.
"W-what happens between furs who feel this way?" She asked nervously.
"Well, several things. We can start to see each other more, go out and do things together more or we can hug and kiss a little bit more. But we don't have to do anything unless you want to." Tommy said as he took her paw in his with his free arm.
"Murr! I feel so happy inside, but I'm also scared." She said as he squeezed his paw. "And what about Allie?"
"As far as I'm concerned, Allie and I broke up months ago. I didn't really love her ... and I finally know why I didn't love her. I was in love with you."
"Oh Tommy, I love you too."
He leaned down and kissed her. She closed her eyes as she felt his tongue slide into his muzzle. She sighed and moaned as she felt her brother's tongue invade her muzzle and she responded with her own. She made a cute objective moan as Tommy released her paw and lightly ran it over her breast. He took the soft mound in his palm as he started to squeeze and massage it through the pink material. Tommy continued to tease her breast despite her moans and her paw trying to pry his away.
She pulled out of the kiss and looked up at Tommy. Her eyes mixed with desire and discomfort. Tommy slid his paw off her breast and pulled her close to him.
"What's wrong, sis?" He said as he embraced her and stoked her back with his paw.
"I ... I don't think we should do this here." She said as she blushed deeply.
"Yeah, it would feel kind of weird doing this in dad's car." Tommy said as released her.
She slid back over to her seat, and fastened her seatbelt. Tommy looked at her and smiled as he turned the ignition and started the car. He turned the toggle of the brake lock off, enabling all four brakes to work freely again. His paw gripped the handle on the end of the shifter as he put it in drive, and they continued on their way home.
He pulled his car into the driveway and hit the button on the remote control to raise the garage door. He pulled his car into the usual spot, and tuned the engine off as he hit the button again and closed the door behind him. Tommy looked over at his sister and smiled; her ears still reddened with blush as she tried to hide her gaze from him.
Tommy opened the door and stepped out. His nostrils flared a bit at the smell of oil, grease and exhaust. He walked over to the plain wooden door up the small stair set, and opened it. Tommy looked back as he heard his passenger car door close. He saw his sister holding her shopping bag and wagging her tail a little as she smiled at him. She made her way into the house as Tommy held the door for her. He followed her into the hallway as he shut the door behind her.
"Mom!?" Tommy called out in a loud voice that echoed in the quiet house.
He waited for a few moments, but heard no response.
"She's probably already at Aunt Jan's. Mom said that- mmph." She was suddenly cut off as Tommy kissed her.
She looked at him for a moment; looking at his mature face as he kissed her softly. She closed her eyes when she felt his tongue slide into her mouth. She leaned into him as his paws started to wander her back. She murred and cooed as she felt Tommy pull her close. She wrapped her arms around him and returned the embrace. Tommy scooped her up in his arms, all the while holding her in the kiss.
He held his small sister in his arms as he made his way down the hall. He broke away from the kiss as he stopped next to the staircase. He pulled back and looked into her eyes; finding an eerie desire for him.
"Tommy, I love you ..." She whispered.
"I know you do Corrie; I love you too."
Tommy pulled her closer and softly nuzzled and licked her neck.
"Tommy, is this wrong?" She asked as she leaned against him.
"Only if you feel it is. I won't ask you to do anything you don't want to do." Tommy said as he looked at her tenderly.
"I ... I feel so scared, Tommy. I've never been with anyone before."
"And you don't have to be with me if you don't want it."
She shivered as she felt him continue to lick and bite the nape of her neck. She hugged him tight as she nearly fainted; the waves of emotions beginning to overcome her. She felt Tommy start to move again; carrying her up the stairs with her still in his arms. Tommy pulled back and looked at her when he was about half way up the stairs. He smiled tenderly at her she expression; her ears continuing to heat as her embarrassment grew.
"Tommy, a-are you going to make love to me?"
"Only if you want me to; like I said, this only goes as far as you want it."
"I-I want you ... I want to you to make love to me. I want my first time to be with the one boy... the one man who's never mistreated me in any way, and you've always gone out of your way to help me whenever you could." She said as she looked down a little embarrassed.
"Corrie, I have to be honest with you. When dad died ..." He paused as he stopped at his room door. "When he died, I was going through a really rough time. My life was going down hill fast. I barely made it through high school, I was suicidal, and I felt like I had no reason to live." He paused again as he regained his composure, and opened his door. "And then dad was suddenly gone. The last little bit of everything I had seemed to crash down around my ears ..."
"Tommy ..."
"I tried to kill myself sis. I was in the hospital for two weeks, and I missed dad's funeral. They wanted to put me in some therapy program for suicidal teens, but mom stopped them. I came home to find her in a bad way. She suddenly had a payment on the house, the new car, and had to raise you. I couldn't be selfish anymore; I had to stop living just for myself.
"You're my inspiration, sis. You're the reason I am alive today. I love you so much, sis. I want to make love to you. I want to hold you in my arms and hear your soft breaths. I want to repay you for everything, and I want to show you how much you mean to me." He said as he slowly laid her down on his bed.
"Tommy." She whispered as she tried to hold back her tears of joy. "That makes me so happy."
Tommy ran his paws through her head fur. She pushed her head against his paws and murred softly. Tommy moved to straddle her as he slid his paws down her sides to the edge of her shirt. He took the material in his paws and pulled it upwards. She shifted and helped her older brother pull it off over her head. Tommy looked down at her body as he dropped her shirt on the floor.
Her breasts were covered by a small white strapless bra. Her fur matched the gray fur on her face every where except a cream colored patch that started between her breasts in the same diamond shape as his, but ran all the way down her belly and disappeared into the waistline of her pants. Tommy smiled as he put his paws on the outline of her cream patch just below her breast, and slid his paws all the way down to where the fur met her pants. He slid his paws over to the button on her jeans, and unbuttoned them.
"Oh Tommy." His sister moaned. "This is embarrassing."
Tommy smirked as he covered her lips with his own. She squeaked in surprise as she felt her brother's tongue push into her muzzle, and thrust her hips upward as she felt him run his paws to the button on her jeans. He unbuttoned her jeans, and slid a finger down the zipper line. After the front of her pants were opened, he put his paws on her hips and slid them back to her rear. She let out a small ‘eep' in his mouth as she felt his paws squeeze her covered cheeks. After the quick tease, Tommy lifted her with one paw while he unbuttoned her tail flap with the other.
He moved his paws to the waist line of her pants and tugged them downward. He broke away form the kiss as she moved slowly down her body to pull her jeans around her ankles. He slid off her pink converse low tops without untying them, and threw them on the floor with her shirt. He then finished pulling her jeans off, and discarded them as well.
He looked his sister over; her feet were covered by pink bootie socks with white lace at the top and little red hearts decorated them in polka dots. His eyes trailed up her slender legs to her matching pink panties, also with lace and hearts spread throughout. He smirked as he saw the wet spot between her legs. He slid his paw up the inside of her thigh as his gaze continued upward. Her cream patch disappeared into her panties, covering the complete underside of her belly. Tommy had never known that the patch of white fur was any bigger than his, as he had only seen the tip of the diamond when she wore a low neck shirt.
He felt her jump as his finger ran over the wet spot on her panties. He could feel the outline of her lips through the fabric. She moaned as he teased her through the cotton material.
"You're so hot, Corrie." He said as he lifted up on his knees and pulled off his shirt.
"Tommy ..." She said with a quiver.
She looked up at his body as he peeled his shirt off. She watched his muscles flex as he moved. His back was rigid and cut from hoisting heavy construction material and power lifting heavier engine parts. His chest was well formed, and even though his stomach was starting to pudge with his age, the outlines of his cut abs could still be seen. She couldn't believe that his body was about to be hers, and she trembled at the thought of her brother taking her.
"Tommy, I want you." She whispered.
Tommy looked down at her with a smile as he threw his shirt off the bed onto the pile of clothes. He unbuttoned his pants as he slid his shoes off with his feet. He then kicked his pants off as he lay back down on top of Corrie. Tommy looked into her dark brown eyes as he slowly lowered his muzzle to hers. She opened her mouth and covered her muzzle and her tongue met his as he kissed her.
She let a soft moan escape as her brother's tongue intertwined with hers. Tommy pressed his body against hers, and Corrie could feel his heat radiating from under his thick gray fur. She ran her paws over his back, and she started to press her hips against his. Tommy pulled away and looked down at her.
"You seem like you're ready."
She giggled a little and blushed.
"Take off your bra." He instructed as he lifted off her.
She slid her paws over his shoulder blades and down under his arms as she pulled them off of him. She lifted her back up as she reached behind her to unfasten the clasp. She watched as Tommy took the waistline of her panties and started to tug down. He slid the pink cotton down her legs, and off over her feet. He tossed them across the room as he straddled his younger sister again.
Tommy smiled at her as he took the loose bra in his right paw and lifted it off her breast. He looked at her nipples peaking on top of her c-cup mounds. He tossed the bra away as he moved his paws to caress her soft breast. He tweaked her nipples as he buried his muzzle in the nape of her neck and kissed her.
"Ah, Tommy. You're making me feel so strange." She said as the stimulation sent bolts of pleasure through her.
Tommy smiled as he softly bit her neck and began to grind his hips against hers. Corrie moaned as she felt his covered member against her exposed lips. She dug her claws into his back and moaned.
"Oh Tom! I need you."
Tommy released her neck and lifted off her enough to remove his boxers. He slid them down to his knees, and kicked them of with relative ease. Corrie glanced down at his wolfhood; it peaked a full seven inches from his sheath, and his knot was already starting to swell at the base. She looked away as she blushed. Tommy laughed at her a little as he snuggled close, positioning his member at her opening.
He slowly pushed forward, ripping into her virgin pussy. She shrieked as a sudden surge of pain shot through her. Tommy watched as she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. He continued to push in as tore her virginity away from her.
"It'll be over soon, Corrie." Tommy reassured her as he took her paw in his and squeezed it lightly.
"Ah ... I know." She said as tears broke through her closed eyes. "Don't stop ... I want it ... I want you."
Tommy smiled as he slowly pushed deeper into her. He stopped half way as the resistance built too much for him to continue. They stayed locked for awhile; Tommy waiting for his younger sister to regain control of her breathing. Tommy stroked her head as he held her paw. He leaned down and softly kissed her on the cheek.
"Are you all right sis?"
"Mm-hmm." She managed weakly.
"I'm going to start now, okay?"
"Mm-hmm." She moaned again.
Tommy pulled back and let all but the head of his member slide out of her. Just before he pulled out, he slowly pushed back in. This time he was able to go a little deeper. He pulled out and pushed in again, and on each thrust he got closer to hilting himself in her. She winced each time he thrust into her, but her pain appeared to be subsiding a bit.
"Oh fuck, sis. You're so tight." He moaned.
"Ah! And you're so big, Tom ..." She said as she finally opened her eyes and looked up at him.
Tommy leaned down and kissed her as he continued to speed his thrusts. The feeling of pain soon completely left her, and she was filled with a strange mix emotional and physical pleasure. Tommy could now thrust all of the way inside of her, and he softly kissed her and stroked her cheek as he pushed his knot all the way to his sister's sensitive lips.
"Oh Tommy! This is incredible!" She moaned breathlessly.
"Oh gods, sis ... I can't believe how tight you are." He said with a grunt as she started to thrust against him.
Tommy continued to thrust a few more times before he slowed to a stop. He looked down at his sister as she regained control of her breathing again, and then looked up at him curiously. He smiled at her as he put his arms around her and lifted her up. She put her paws on his shoulders as he rolled over onto his back, with her now straddling him. Tommy slid his hands down her back to her hips, and started to guide her movement up and down. Corrie took the hint and began to ride him.
Each time she thrust downward, he bucked his hips to meet her. Though it took her awhile, Corrie became more comfortable with the new position, and started to fall into a steady rhythm. When it felt like she was comfortable enough with it, Tommy decided to let her fly solo. He slid his paws off her waist and up to her breasts. She moaned loudly as she felt him squeeze her soft mounds and pinch her nipples.
Tommy watched as she bounced up and down on top of him. The way her head fur flowed with the impacts, the outline of her body in the quickly darkening room accented by the setting sun, and he beautiful smile. He closed his eyes and saw the wolf of his dreams, but instead of the faceless silhouette, he saw his beloved sister. He realized that the mate he had been looking for his entire adult life was sitting on top of him.
"Corrie, I love you with all of my heart." He confessed to his sister.
"I love you too, Tommy." She said between a gasp with a tremble and a moan.
"Do you know what a tie is?" Tommy asked softly.
"Mm-hmm." She replied.
"May I tie you?" He whispered as he slid his paws down her sides.
"Please Tommy. I want you so bad." She moaned as she put her paws on his chest for support.
Tommy smiled as he took her waist in his paws again, and began thrusting hard against her. He only managed a few thrusts before his knot slipped inside of her waiting pussy. She shivered and trembled as she felt the unique canine attribute invade her. Tommy grunted as he suddenly felt his sister's pussy tighten around him, and a flood of her lubricant poured out. Her orgasm was all it took to send him over.
Corrie felt her brother's knot swell just before waves of his hot seed shot deep inside of her. She shivered and moaned as her body was wracked by her orgasm and the feel of her brother's. She collapsed on his chest as she felt the last of his semen pour into her. Tommy wrapped his arms around her with a heavy and fulfilled sigh.
"Oh gods, Tommy." She moaned in her post orgasmic glow.
"Thank you so much, sis. Thank you so much." Tommy said as he rubbed her back.
She looked up at him; his deep golden eyes conveyed nothing but an intense feeling of adoration. She smiled as her tail began to wag back and forth. Tommy laughed a little as he felt her tail swish against his legs.
"I take you enjoyed yourself too?" Tommy asked as he hugged her.
"Mmm ... I'm still enjoying it, Tom." She said as she pushed her hips against his; feeling his knot throb a little.
Tommy closed his eyes and rested his head on the pillow. Corrie laid her head down on his chest and sighed. Just as Tommy was about to drift to sleep, he heard the doorknob turn. His eyes snapped open as he looked at the door to his room and watched it slowly open. Corrie looked over her shoulder, and then back at her brother with panic in her eyes.
"Tommy? I had to come back to pick-" He heard his mother begin, but she cut herself off at the sight of her pups locked in a coupling.
"Mom!? I ..." Tommy began, but words seemed to fail him.
"Oh gods, Tom." He heard his sister whisper. "Please tell me this is a dream."
"Thomas, Corrie, I just want you to know that no matter what, I will always love you. We'll have to talk when I get home tomorrow. For now I think it would be best if Corrie went back to her room." He heard his mother say in a forced calm tone.
"Uh ..." Tommy paused as he tried to pull out of her, but was held fast by his knot. "Can you give us about half an hour?" Tommy asked sheepishly.
"Oh gods Tommy, you tied your sister?" She asked as she tried her best to stay calm.
"Mommy ... I love Tom. I just want you to know that." Corrie said as he put her head on her brother's chest and started to sob lightly.
"Like I said, we'll talk about this tomorrow. I have to get back over to Jan's; I'll be back tomorrow afternoon." She said as she closed the door.
Tommy put his paw Corrie's chin, and pushed her gaze even with his.
"Are you okay?" He asked as he looked into her tear soaked eyes.
"What's going to happen now?" She asked as her voice quivered with a sob.
"Mom's one of the most reasonable furs I know, and like she said, she'll love us no matter what."
"But what about us?"
"I love you, and I want you to be my mate. We live in the same house, so mom can't keep us apart. Everything will be fine." He answered as he rubbed her back.
"Oh Tommy. I love you so much, I'm just so afraid now."
"Shh ... It's okay baby girl. We'll tell mom how we feel tomorrow. I'm sure she'll understand. For now, go to sleep. You'll feel better in the morning." He said as he reached down and grabbed the mussed sheet, and through it over them.
"Tommy ..." She whispered as she sniffled and hugged him tight.
"My beautiful Corrie." He whispered back as he returned the hug.