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Catherine leaned against the door to her room, her heart racing under her grey fur. She had just had sex with her brother, Jose. She couldn't get that out of her head. Sex. With her brother. Just down the hall, a first-time for both of them.

God did it feel good. Not only could she not stop thinking about it, but it reminded her of the ache she felt between her legs, and how Jose's dick felt so good, perfect even, deep inside her. She was so fresh from having sex she could still smell Jose all around her, the tangy mix of their lusty musk sticking to her clothes. She reached a paw under her skirt and could feel where Jose and pulled out and let loose on her, his cum not yet dry on her fur. She gathered some up on her finger, wanting to taste it again, and sucking on her finger. She had found, from the night before, she enjoyed the feeling of the sticky stuff travelling down her throat and the sensation of it settling in her stomach.

A thought dawned on her, one she had never thought she would think; she wanted Jose again, right away, and it was surprising because she had never had these feelings before. How could she have gone from virgin, well-behaved raccoon, just a couple days ago to sex-crazed and craving her brother? She was almost afraid of what she might do to satisfy herself, but was turned on at the same thoughts.

Groaning and ran her paws through her hair in frustration. She couldn't deny that she had only eyes for Jose now, and wanted to make him hers, if he weren't already, but she couldn't avoid that he's her brother. It was kind of a little bit of a really big deal breaker. For the short-term, Cat wasn't worried about it; nothing mattered when Jose was near.

Down the hall, Jose flopped on his bed, having put on a pair of boxers and jeans, running through their romp in his head. As before, Jose had no problem with what they did, and anticipated doing it again.

"Maybe tonight..." he mumbled to himself with a smile.

From downstairs Luke, the two raccoon's father, called out "Dinner!" startling both Catherine and Jose from their thoughts. Jose just tossed on a t-shirt, not worried how he looked or smelled, but Catherine still smelled of sex, and her clothes and hair were messy. It wouldn't be hard for her parents to put one and one together and figure out she had sex, and Jose was the only other male in the house.

"I'll be right down!" she called as she frantically changed her clothes and sneaked to the bathroom where she brushed out her hair and tried to cover up the smell. Not very confident of how well she accomplished the task, Cat took a steadying breath before heading downstairs.

Mary noticed Catherine's change in attire and asked "Cat, hun, you going out somewhere?" as she placed a basket of rolls on the table

Hiding her worry that she had been caught, Cat shrugged "No, I just felt like changing." She said, hoping Mary would take her word for it. She did, rolling her eyes as she took her seat next to Luke, opposite Jose and Catherine.

"You were great today, Jose." Luke congratulated his son, though Jose was confused about just what he had been great at. Surely Luke couldn't be talking about him being great at sex with Catherine, Jose thought to himself, before remembering that he had had a game earlier that day.

"Oh, yeah. I had to pull all the stops today." Jose said, recovering from his moment of confusion.

Luke didn't seem to notice and carried on with a nod, "Well, you still pulled out a win."

Catherine's attention was still lingering on what they had done just a few minutes before, only half paying attention to the meal.

"Is everything alright, hun?" Mary asked Catherine, as observant of her children as always, "Are you feeling alright?"

Catherine nodded in reply, just wanting to finish dinner. She figured that the longer she was around her parents, the more chances they had to wonder if something were wrong. The longer she was around Jose, the more likely she was to strip him down and take him again, not that he would complain.

Dinner otherwise passed without incident, the usual conversations taking their usual paths; how did your day go, dear? Fine, except the lion in the cubicle next to me. How was school? Fine dad.

Catherine made her way up to her room as quickly as she could without attracting attention. She could hardly restrain herself, sitting next to Jose, who still wore the musk of sex thick on him. She wondered how her parents hadn't noticed. Maybe they thought it was normal, but it drove Cat mad. She kept her ear to the door to listen for Jose, partly wanting to have him again, partly wondering if he would take her again. She stood there for several minutes, no sound of Jose, or anyone, coming upstairs. She resolved she would make Jose pay for making her wait. She was wet, and had been through most of dinner! It was all his fault, and he was the only one that could do anything about it.

With a sigh, Catherine flopped on her bed, thinking of what she could do to as payback for Jose making her wait.

Jose, the whole while, was lounging in the front room, listening without watching the television. Some sport game was on, but he was sleepy. A good meal after sex was a one-two punch that nearly had him knocked out. While he had noticed Catherine fidgeting next to him and extremely unfocused, he thought that she was regretting having sex. After all, she lost her virginity to her brother. Not everyone enjoyed the concept as much as he did.

Luke, who sat in the rocking chair by the couch, wasn't really paying much attention to the sports game either. Since he spoke with Mary about Jose, he'd been wondering what to avoid saying so he didn't tip Jose about being adopted. If Jose asked so soon, then Mary would suspect Luke, and he'd never hear the end of it. Of course, Luke had no idea about Jose's and Catherine's relationship, and how different things would be if the two foster-siblings knew. On the other side of the coin, neither Jose nor Catherine suspected anything of the sort.

After an hour of neither father nor son paying attention to the game, Jose announced he was going to bed, to which Luke grunted an acknowledgement, sighing with relief on the inside.

As Jose topped the stairs, he noticed the light in Catherine's room was on. Putting his ear up against the door, he listened in. Not hearing anything but the occasional shuffle of cloth, Jose guessed that Cat fell asleep clothed, as she sometimes did. With a smirk, he continued to his room, thoughts of his moaning sister in his closet, waiting for sex, wandering unrestrained in his head. Where he was, he didn't even bother hiding the bulge in his pants.

Catherine, lying on her bed, was far from sleeping. While plotting her revenge, her ache begged for attention, and with the thoughts of sex and a strong shaft pulsing between her recently-deflowered flower, she had snaked a paw under her chest to her crotch. She didn't feel much at first, not having touched herself through pants before. She quickly increased pressure and was soon moaning into her pillow as her favorite scenario played out in her mind.

When she couldn't get enough, and couldn't find that sweet release she was itching for, she looked at the clock. While she had been playing with herself, the evening turned into night, and the night grew old. By now, the parents should be well and deeply asleep. She wasn't sure about Jose, though. Sometimes he stayed up doing who knows what, and sometimes he was the first to bed.

"Payback time." Catherine said to herself, determined to make Jose pay for awakening this insatiable itch, and for not taking care of it sooner. Stripping to her underwear, panties already soaked, she turned off the light and snuck down to Jose's room. There was no light under the door, so Cat could only guess that Jose was in bed. That didn't mean that he was asleep, though.

As quietly as she could, she opened the door, slipped in, and closed it behind her. Her eyes had long adjusted to the darkness of the night, so she could clearly see the bed, Jose on his side and facing away from her.

Smiling, she made her way to the bed with hardly a whisper on the carpet. She listened to Jose's breathing, steady and deep. He was asleep. She lifted up the blankets and crawled in next to him, cuddling up to him, feeling his warmth against hers. Her paws traveled his body, stroking through his fur from his strong shoulders, down his sturdy chest, across his iron abs, down to the package she was hungering for. Slipping under the elastic of his boxers, she explored his limp shaft. Focusing on the feeling, she imagined how it looked. Slowly, it stiffened in her paws. Jose was awake, knew who was in bed behind him, and wasn't going to interrupt it. Not yet, anyway.

Only when a bead of pre-cum moistened Cat's paws did she realize he was at full attention. She licked her lips, anxious to feel it inside her again as she crawled over her brother, hoping in vain not to wake him. She tried snuggling up against him, trying to find a good position to get his rod where she wants it, but with Jose on his side made it impossible.

"Need some help?" Jose whispered, opening his eyes and looking at his sister as she gently struggled at fucking him. Cat yelped in surprise

"Roll over. It's all your fault, you know." She commanded, giving Jose the sternest look she could muster while her crotch was burning with need

Complying with a broad grin, Jose asked "What would be my fault?"

Straddling Jose, feeling his dick through panties and boxers, Cat began to grind against his shaft, "This. If we hadn't... Done it, I wouldn't be like this." She said, stammering in embarrassment.

Jose raised an eyebrow. "I don't think I'm to blame at all. If you remember, you came to me." He chuckled at the double meaning, both of which were true.

Cat shook her head and pressed her hips harder, sandwiching Jose's shaft between her lips, "No! It's your fault! Take responsibility for it like a good brother!" she demanded, already beginning to pant.

"Ok, Cat. How do you want me to do that?" Jose asked, fully aware of just where it was going.

Catherine, in response, removed her panties, which she tossed in an unknown and uncared for direction, and removed Jose's boxers, which were given a similar treatment. Taking hold of his prick and giving it a couple strokes, Cat lined it up to her opening before impaling herself with a restrained moan. She missed this feeling, in the half dozen hours, of being filled in her deepest of places.

"Oh, Jose." She moaned, rocking her hips and feeling as he throbbed within her. It was exactly what she had been wanting, been hungry for

Jose smiled and closed his eyes, letting the pleasure wash over him. He never, in his wildest dreams, would have thought his sister to be such a horny raccoon. Nor would he have thought that she would be mounting him and riding him, both of them moaning as quietly as they could manage. He would never and imagined he would be so happy about it.

"Fuck, Cat," Jose moaned, sliding his paws up his sisters furry belly to her generous breasts, feeling them jiggle as she bounced on him. He could feel her heat through her fur, warm against his paws, "What's gotten into you?"

Catherine leaned down and licked Jose's nose and whispered "Don't cuss. You, my big brother, is what has gotten into me. Problem?" She teased, grinding her hips against him.

With a smirk, Jose slightly shook his head.

"Good." Catherine replied as she resumed her pace. There was still a spot, deep in her belly, just out of reach of Jose's prick, that needed to be scratched, and no matter how deep he went, or how wide he was, Jose just couldn't quite get the spot. She needed more. It wasn't that she needed to have an orgasm, Catherine was sure she had already had a couple small ones, lost in her euphoria, but she needed to be satisfied. She needed that deepest hunger sated. So she rode Jose good and hard, hoping he might be able to do what she needed. He was, after all, the one that woke all these needs in her.

Groaning, Jose squeezed his sisters breasts, feeling that warm tingly sensation in his groin; he was going to cum. He knew it was only a matter of time, since Cat felt so damn good and tight, but he knew better than to cum in his sister, as hot as he found the idea. She was young and fertile, he young and virile. She was sure to become pregnant.

"Cat, I'm going to cum. Get off!" Jose moaned, unsure of how to stop himself.

"Just a little more." Cat said breathlessly, still wanting that last place soothed.

"Cat, I can't hold on!" Jose said, becoming a little panicked

"Mmnnn! Just...Oooh!" Catherine began before being interrupted as Jose throbbed at erupted inside her. She had thought that Jose's dick was hot, but it was nothing compared to the molten fluid oozing inside her. Out of an instinct she didn't know was hers, she lowered herself completely. She was glad she did as she felt his spunk seep into where that last itch was, and it was exactly what she needed.

"Oh god..." Came Jose's exhausted, satisfied, and completely terrified voice.