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A fire blazed as a house - a home - went up in smoke, the squeals of the fire trucks drowning out the noise as effective as the hoses drowned the flames.

But the flames consumed the house, and only a single survivor of the family that had lived in the two-story house remained, a young Cozumel Island raccoon, no more than a couple months old. The light grey coat darkened from smoke.

"Poor little guy." a weimaraner medic said of the raccoon saved by a fireman, "too young to realize he's an orphan. So few of his species are around, too."

Next door to the blaze, unharmed from the conflagration, watched the Jameson family, crab-eating raccoons, watched as their long-time friends perished and the home crumbled. Mary, wife of Luke and mother of Catherine, watched with teary eyes as a police officer approached them.

"I know the Podrego family were friends of yours, and we're sorry for your loss." the feline officer said, taking her cap off, "Child Services is requesting your family to take Jose, their son, into your care as your foster-child. There would be-"

"Of course!" Mary interrupted, her husband nodding in agreement.

The officer, who wasn’t expecting such a quick and enthusiastic response, stammered a moment, "G-great. Um, if you would come to the courthouse to finalize it next Monday, or whenever is convenient for you, would be fine."

"And Jose? Can he stay with us?" Luke asked

The officer hesitated, "legally, no, but I believe an exception can be made, if you have a place for him to sleep."

"Of course, of course." Mary said, wiping the tears from her eyes.

The officer nodded, "Jose still needs to be checked out by the EMTs." she put her cap back on before leaving.

A month after the blaze and the burial service had been held, though the graves were empty. Jose had become accustomed to living with the Jameson family, and life seemed to be settling down from the disaster of the fire. Years later, the two children are in high school, Jose, now 16 hadn't been told of his heritage- for his own sake, Luke and Mary told themselves- had grown close to Catherine, who was almost 17. The two were nearly inseparable. They had the same classes, studied together, and occasionally slept together, though neither had yet discovered sexual desires, not yet, anyway.

“Jose, are you paying attention at all?” the math teacher snapped, annoyed at Jose’s lack of attention. While Jose, whose nickname was JJ, was usually keen, his attention had been slipping lately, always falling on the curvaceous backside of a panther a few rows in front of him, and while her figure had been something Jose enjoyed studying, her outfit was rather revealing, a G-string peeking out of her short-cut jean shorts, and a lack of bra under her tied-up t-shirt. He had never been one to think of a female naked, fulfilling every instinctual desire he had, but the puma in front of him was changing that.

“Jose Jameson!” the teacher barked once more, grabbing the raccoon's attention.

“Yes, Ms. Farfield, I’m paying attention.” He covered, though his foster-sister next to him knew better. Though she had been raised with Jose, and thought he was her brother by blood, she noticed the tent at the fork of Joses pants, and blushed at the sight.

The teacher glared at Jose before returning to the whiteboard to continue the lesson.

With mathematics being the last class of the day, Jose and Catherine had time to stew on the sights from the class they had just left.

“If you keep day-dreaming, you'll walk into a pole.” Catherine said, nudging Jose in the arm, noticing out of the corner of her eye as, once again, his pants tented. She couldn't help but wonder what he looked like. Jose had always been into sports, particularly baseball, and so he was rather well muscled, and being a Cozumel Island raccoon, unknown to Catherine, made him seem so much larger. Jose’s tail, being brighter than her own, was also a curiosity. He was so different, he was almost, dare she think it, attractive.

“If I walk into a pole, it'll be because you're walking me off the sidewalk.” Jose countered, noticing his sister absent-mindedly get closer to him as they walked. His erection had not escaped his attention either, but didn't think it might be the reason his sister was getting closer.

“I’d need a tow truck to do that, you giant.” Catherine teased, as she often did, of Joses size, “So what has you so hot for Liz?”

The sudden change of subject, coupled with the name, left Jose severely confused, “Who?”

“Liz, that panther in math class that you've been drooling over for the past three hours.” Catherine explained

“Oh, well…” Jose stammered, blushing. Like he was going to tell his sister that he wanted to fuck the panthers brains out and then keep going, and that the thought of it gave him the urge to hump the nearest tree.

“You know she has at least three boyfriends, right?” Catherine said, though it wasn't more than a rumor. Catherine had never seen Liz with any boys, but her friends told her that they heard from their friends that Liz was dating boys from different schools in the area.

“She does? Damn.”

“JJ! Don’t let mom or dad hear you say that. You know they don't like swearing.”

Jose just shrugged. If Liz really did have three boyfriends, or even just one, how was he going to get rid of his sudden reservoir of sexual frustration? He didn't have a computer to look up porn, or any magazines, not even a girlfriend for a booty-call.

Their house was close to their high school which made for a short walk. Once home, the two set about their studying as they usually did right after school, before they lazily watched TV for a few hours until dinner was ready.

“So, how was school?” Luke asked as he always did at dinner.

“Don’t tell them about Liz.” Jose whispered to Catherine, who smirked. It would have been fun for her to embarrass her big little brother.

“Mr. Jennings wants us to do some research for a field trip to a local wood in a couple weeks.” Catherine said, smirking at her brother, already planning on the best presentation of Joses math class distraction.

“Oh? That sounds like fun.” Mary put in, “Is it just going to be a short trip, or is it going to take the whole day?”

“Mr. Jennings is trying to get the other teachers to allow him to take the whole day. It won't matter for Jose if he keeps getting distracted in math class.”

“Sis!” Jose groaned

“What's this?” Asked Luke, setting down his fork

“Oh, there’s this girl in Ms. Farfield's class that Jose can't keep his eyes off.” Catherine explained, enjoying the look of embarrassment on her brother's face.

Luke steepled his paws, looking at Jose, silent for a minute before picking his fork back up, “Well, I hope you the best.”

“Dad!” both Catherine and Jose said, though in different tones. It completely ruined Catherine's plans, which marked the end of one of their favorite games; trying to embarrass the other sibling.

After dinner, Jose went to lay down on his bed, unable to shake the thoughts of Liz, the temptress of his class. It was beginning to warp his perspective to the point where even his sister was hot, which put his mind on another track altogether. Her dark fur was always so soft, so well cared for, perfectly complimenting her own curves.

‘Stop! She’s my sister!’ he told himself silently. He shouldn't be thinking about her luscious rear, how her tail could hide her treasure between her legs, nor should he wonder how supple her breasts might be, or what she would sound like in the heat of sex.

In frustration, he groaned aloud and rolled around on his bed.

“You alright, JJ?” Catherine asked from the door.

“Yeah, I’m”- Jose stopped dead as he looked at his sister, who had just gotten out of the shower, apparent from the towel wrapped around her body and her wet fur.

“What are you staring at?” Catherine asked after a moment. Her heart was beating faster. Part of her was saying that she should leave, that her brother was looking at her in a lusty way, and that she shouldn't like it. But she couldn't help it.

“I-I'm just, uh.” His eyes traced over her body, lingering on her cleavage, flowing down her thighs, and continuing on to her crotch as if the towel weren't there. Her body, and his pent-up desires were leaving him speechless.

Catherine could feel his eyes on her body, and she couldn’t resist her own desires. Stepping into his room and closing the door behind her, she walked to Jose’s bed, eyes on the floor, hoping he wouldn't reject her.

At the foot of the bed, she let the towel drop, revealing her full body to her brother’s gaze, her own falling to his erection, hidden by his jeans.

“Catherine…” Jose breathed “we shouldn't.” but despite his words, he reached out to her, cupping her cheek to pull her closer.

Their lips met in the first kiss either had ever experienced,

“You were saying?” Catherine whispered.

“We shouldn't let our parents know.” He replied, kissing his sister once more, the fire of lust and passion burning inside him, “Come here.” He pulled her on top of him, not entirely sure if he was dreaming. The moisture still in her fur made his clothes wet, but Jose didn't care, his body was burning, eager to feel hers.

Their lips met again, but not momentarily. They locked in a passionate kiss, completely giving into the instinct they thought was taboo.

Catherine ground her hips against Jose’s as their tongues danced, and she could feel the erection he had been hiding since math class.

“Is that a bat in your pants, or are you just happy to see me?” Catherine teased, breaking the kiss.

With a smirk, Jose reached down to undo his pants “Both.” He said with a wink. Catherine looked down to see that Jose was large, not just in stature. It turned her on at the same time as it made her worry. There was no way in any world or dimension that his thing would fit in her, not without their parents finding out. She was a virgin, and so much smaller than he was.

“Is that water, or are you happy to see me?” Jose teased back, rubbing a digit against her slit, causing her to arch and gasp.

“Here's my answer.” He said and started rubbing the tip of his prick against her.

“Wait, JJ, it won't fit!” Catherine said, though she made no move to stop him.

Jose rubbed her cheek, “Don't worry, sis. You know I would never hurt you.” And pressed slightly.

A peep squeaked from Catherine, and she raised her hips away from his, “We better not, not with mom and dad still awake.”

“Fuck.” Jose groaned, “Well, what am I supposed to do? I've been blue-ball all afternoon!”

Catherine could think of something, but being a virgin, wasn’t sure on the details, “There is something.” She said, sliding down. His cock was so much larger up close.

Jose watched in fascination. He had never dreamed of getting sucked off, much less by his sister. Time seemed to slow, for both of them, as Catherine slowly took the tip into her maw, her tongue slightly pressed against it. It was salty, and slightly bitter. If she could avoid it, she wouldn't be doing this again. But just this once, she would give her brother head. As much as she enjoyed trying to embarrass him, she didn't want to torture him.

Jose sighed. It felt great! And a little guilt from having his sister being the one to be sucking him, but much less if she were fucking him instead.

“A little lower.” Jose whispered and Catherine did her best, but he really was large. He filled her mouth even though she had taken in little more than the head of his shaft. His prick was touching the back of Catherine's throat, and she learned instantly that her gag reflex was not up to the task.

"I'm sorry, I can't do it, JJ." Catherine said, wiping spit from her mouth.

"How about something a little different, then?" Jose asked, "Lie on your back."

Catherine wondered what her brother had in mind, but complied nonetheless.

"Yeah, and then..." Jose straddled his sister’s chest, placing his thick meat between her furry breasts, "...press them together, as tight around as you can." It was his last-ditch effort in trying to find release.

"Shouldn't you take your pants off?" Catherine asked, trying to bide some time in an attempt to figure out what her brother was trying.

"Uh, sure, sorry." Jose muttered, standing over his sister and removing his pants. On a whim, he looked down, and almost jizzed at the sight. The angles of Catherine's face angled to point, as if as invitation, to her breasts, plump even for her size, and held together by her folded arms, which sat above her flat belly and wide hips, crowned by her legs and dark tail and framing the treasure of her untouched flower.

"Catherine.." Jose breathed, his paws letting go of his pants, which slid down his legs.

"If we're going to do this, stop staring at me and do it." Catherine said, a tad flustered at how slow Jose was acting. He didn't need any additional urging, and knelt over his sister once more, feeling her fur mix with his, his throbbing rod surrounded by the warmth of her breasts.

"A little more." Jose said, rocking his hips and thrusting between her tits. He had to admit, it didn't feel as fantastic as getting sucked off, or nearly as good as he imagined sex would be, but it was better than jerking off.

"I can't believe this turns you on." Catherine said, though she wouldn't tell him just how hot she felt. She might even let him stick it in her, later, when their parents were fast asleep.

"You have no idea." Jose panted, already feeling a load build. It was a little kinky to him to blow it in his sister’s face, cover her sweet looks with his spunk. He imagined how she would look, and went faster, driven all the wilder by it.

"Cat...I...I'm going..." he grunted

"Slow down! Ah!" Catherine said too late as a heavy wad of thick cum splattered from her breasts to her face, some got in her mouth as she spoke. It was salty, like Jose's dick, but not nearly as bitter, and the smell of it drove her crazy.

"That's hot." Jose said, looking down at his work.

Catherine wiped the cum from her fur and licked each digit, one by one, looking at Jose from under her lashes, "You have no idea." and swallowed the viscous fluid. It was hot as it slid down her throat, and left a somewhat satisfied feeling in her belly.

"I don't think what's-her-name in math class will be distracting me anymore." Jose said with a smirk.

‘I don't think what's-her-name in math class will be distracting me anymore.’

Catherine rolled the thought around in her head as she sat, naked, in front of her brother, Jose. She wondered what he meant by that. He was a guy, so of course he would want to do this sort of thing more often, but did she? When she entered his room, it was more a spur-of-the-moment decision. She wouldn't deny it felt good, but now that the lust-filled fog was lifting from her mind, she couldn't help but feel guilty. They were siblings, after all. Even if they did love each other, there wasn't any place that would allow them to be together, if they made it that far. One year, a little more for Jose, was a long time, and they could get found out at any time.

As Catherine looked at Jose, he didn't seem to be sharing those concerns. If she could have read his mind, she would have found little but the thought of taking things to the next step. She didn't need to read his mind, though. His prick was still hard, all the evidence she needed of his thoughts.

Catherine bit her lips in thought. Even though her mind was clear, she was still hot.

"I think I should go before mom or dad find us." She says, gathering her towel. Jose looked as his sister stood to leave, his face a mix of disappointment and apt attention on the nude form. Were the situation completely different, he would have blurted out 'Will I ever see you again?', but as it was his sister who was leaving, he knew he would see her tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after.

Cracking the door open, Catherine looked down the hallway, making sure she wouldn't be caught leaving Jose's room, before quickly making her way to her own room a few doors down.

Jose, no longer pent-up but still wanting more, lay back against the wall, his mind filled with fantasies of his temptress of a sister. A few doors down, Catherine lay in much the same situation. As neither had touched their private parts in any other fashion but to clean, they began experimenting, picturing the other the one performing the ministrations, rather than their own paw.

So passed the night of the two 'coons first tryst, their first step down the road they name "incest"

As the alarm clock buzzes on Catherine's bedside table - a good half hour before Jose's own clock would go off - she makes use of the empty bathroom, unaware she was still undressed from the night before. Luckily for her, their parents were often out of the house and at work well before Catherine or Jose woke.

Catherine enjoyed having the bathroom to herself so early in the morning. No having to deal with sharing the sink, or leaving in the middle of preparing for the day so Jose could relieve himself.

However, Jose had a reason to wake early. There was to be a baseball game that day, with practice during first period, and Jose was never one to arrive any later than early to the morning practice. Still slightly groggy, he wanders into the bathroom, instantly waking at the sight of Catherine, nude once again before him.

"Damn..." he mumbles, "I should wake up early every day."

"Jose!" Catherine squeaks, covering her body in instinctual embarrassment with one hand, pushing Jose out with the other.

"Don't cuss!" she ordered as she closed the door once Jose was out, "Go back to your room so I can go get clothes! Why are you up, anyway?" Despite having tasted his cream and shaft just the night before, Catherine was flustered at being naked so casually in front of Jose.

With a smirk unseen by Catherin, he slowly walks back "Okay, okay." But once he reaches his room, he doesn't close his door, instead waits for Catherine to go past. Unlike Catherine, Jose was no longer having thoughts about their relationship being wrong or bad. He didn't find any reason why her being his sister would be a problem, not after last night.

Catherine, sure Jose had obeyed, dashed out of the bathroom, her luscious breasts bouncing with her quick steps. She saw him from the corner of her eye and made a mental note to pay him back for that. Upon reaching her room, she closed the door behind her and leaned against it. Her heart was racing, and not just from the dash from the bathroom to her room, nor was the moisture between her legs sweat. She shook the thought of the implications from her mind and proceeded to clothe herself. When she left her room, she saw Jose leaning against the doorway of the restroom.

Already guessing at what he was thinking, she said "That's all you're getting." With a hint of venom to her words. She refused to believe that her brother, her hunk of a brother, feeling her up with his eyes would turn her on.

Jose breathed a laugh, "You say that now." He said, following his sister into the bathroom. He was still in his boxers and was sporting the beginning of a hard-on.

"You didn't answer my question." Catherine said, applying eye-liner

"What question?" Jose replied, applying deodorant

"Why are you up so early?" she repeated

"Baseball practice; got a game later today." He explained, sniffing his armpits and seemed satisfied with the smell

Catherine put down the eyeliner, pausing before she continued with her beautification. The family always went to watch Jose, which went without saying, but to Catherine, things seemed different since last night. She was almost sure it was all in her head, but it was a feeling she couldn't shake.

Without anything else to do, Jose left without another word to his room where he finished getting dressed and grabbed his backpack. "See ya in class." He said on his way downstairs, grabbing something to eat before heading to school, leaving Catherine alone in the house, with nothing but her thoughts. It was still an hour and a half before school started, just over an hour before she needed to leave.

Heaving a sigh, she continued applying her modest make-up before checking her homework, dutifully making sure it was all completed, before arranging her backpack in her usual fashion; work in order of which period had assigned it, then in order of when it was due.

In other words, her usual morning routine. The habitual motions of it all let her mind dwell on just what, and how, she thought of her brother. Her mind would continue to ponder those thoughts as she ate breakfast, and walked to school alone, which was rare indeed. As she left the house, she reflected that the morning seemed dull without her brother there.

Little was spoken between the two as the day went by, not for lack of trying on Jose's part. Jose was called out to the baseball diamond during the last period of the day, much to Ms. Farfield's dismay.

Mary and Luke had arrived at the school before classes were let out and were waiting for Catherine so they could all go to the game together. Neither parent noticed how distant and uninterested Catherine seemed, as they were too busy talking about how well they thought Jose would do.

As was mentioned earlier, Jose wasn't the star of the team, but he had earned a nickname; "Base Thief". If Old English were more commonly used, the nickname would have been a great insult, but as Old English was largely only used in theatre, the name was part endearment, part warning. Jose, with sharp eyes, strong arms, and quick feet, could almost guarantee making it to first base. He had earned his nickname because he was very good at stealing second or third. A few teams had made a practice of having someone keep an eye on Jose to try and keep him from stealing a base, and it became a game within a game to Jose; fool whoever was watching with false-leads offs, then take advantage of their doubt for an extra base. For the family, they enjoyed trying to guess who was keeping an eye on their boy, and how quickly Jose would move to the next base under their noses.

Despite Jose's skill, and that of his team, the opposing team was good while out in the field, catching many of the balls sent outfield, though they were slow to get the bunted balls, making for slow innings.

After a few hours, the game came to an end. The home team, Jose's team, managed to squeeze a win by just two runs.

"You had that cat on third base completely stumped, back in the fifth inning." Luke commented proudly to Jose as they drove home, Luke and Mary in the front, Catherine and Jose in the backseat of the family compact car.

Catherine, so used to thinking the smell of sweat disgusting, tried to hide her embarrassment at how hot, really HOT, Jose smelled.

"Heh, poor guy never stood a chance." Jose agreed, "I'm going to use the shower when we get home. The showers at school are closed for some maintenance, or something."

Luke just nodded, having nothing to add and no reason to say no. Catherine, upon hearing the news, had an idea pop into her mind. She was still hot and bothered from the night before, and wanted to see Jose naked. Just a little.

Once the family returned home, Catherine waited in her room until she heard the shower turn on before tiptoeing to Jose's room. Once in, she surveyed a place to spy from. There weren't many places. Under the bed wouldn't provide any sort of view, which only left the closet with its slanted slats. Without any better place she could spot, she entered the closet and closed the folding door behind her. She was enveloped by the smell of Jose almost immediately; some of the clothes hadn't been washed after they had been worn, but they didn't smell like they were molding, which was a blessing. Only the warm musk of Jose and old clothes.

Or so she thought. The smell radiating from the clothes reminded Catherine how Jose smelled last night, how his cum tasted. She could feel her loins moisten as she went over the events in her head, and tentatively reached a paw under her skirt to rub herself, falling into her memories and pleasure.

Jose entered his room with nothing but a towel wrapped around his hips. As soon as he closed the door behind him he noticed a couple things. One was that his closet door, normally slightly open, was closed. He would have passed it off as Mary closing it after gathering dirty clothes, something she occasionally did while Jose was in the shower. It was the second thing Jose noticed that gave the first thing importance; heavy breathing and clothes being ruffled could be heard in the silence of the room, coming from the closet.

Jose couldn't imagine Mary sitting in his closet, pawing herself, which left only his sister, Cat. With a smirk, he tossed the towel onto his bed before going through his drawers, slightly turned towards the closet, and pretending to tap out the rhythm to a song.

Catherine heard the door close, knowing Jose had finished his shower, but she couldn't stop her fingers as they played with her flower. She watched the towel float through the air, as if time had slowed, before turning her attention to the main event; her brother’s naked body. Seeing him, and his hardening rod, Cat slid a finger into her hole, a moan slipped past her lips before she could stop it, setting her heart racing. 'Surely JJ heard it.' She thought, not wanting to be caught.

Hear it Jose did, and tried to hide the smile that spread his lips. Looking down, he noticed he was almost completely hard. Unable to restrain his smile any longer, he grasps and whispers loud enough for his sister to hear, "Cat, I would show you everything." And proceeded to stroke himself.

In her horny state-of-mind, it was like throwing a log into the fire for Catherine.

After what felt like hours, but was just a handful of seconds, maybe a couple minutes, Jose walked to the closet as if nothing were out of place.

Jose let his paw rest on the handle of the closet, savoring the thought that he would see his sister, likely sitting against the wall, with her fingers deep in her wet flower, moaning as she touched herself at the sight of his body. There was a brief wonder of how close Catherine was to orgasm, just before he drew the folding door open.

Panting, Catherine was just where Jose thought she would be. She looked up at her brother, not in surprise but almost in anticipation. Just the night before, Cat had withheld her virginity from Jose, stopping their incestuous union, but tonight it was almost as if she was offering it to him, pleading with her dark brown eyes.

With his prick at full staff, it easily drew Cat's attention, who let out a slight gasp. It certainly didn't seem any smaller than before.

Without sparing another second, Jose knelt between Catherine's spread legs, her denim skirt riding up and panties already pushed aside, and lined his dick with her sweet lips, still occupied with her fingers. Planting a kiss on his sister's lips, he gently grabbed her paw with his and held it as he pressed his hips towards hers, spearing her with his rod. Both moaned at the contact of hot flesh against hot flesh. One moan turned into a muffled cry as the shaft pressed deeper, past the natural barrier, the last line of defense against their forbidden act. It tore with a slight press, as Jose slid deeper and deeper into his sister.

"Jose, please..." Catherine gasped, her free paw digging into her brother's back as she tried to ignore the pain, "Stop."

Jose did stop, pausing in his slow, inevitable push to her womb, to give his sister her moment of respite, to grow accustomed to his prick inside her; he would certainly put there in the future if he could.

"Fuck, Cat..."Jose moaned, "If I knew you were this tight..." He groaned, burying his muzzle into the fur of Catherine's neck and taking in a deep breath of her smell.

"Don't....cuss." Catherine chastised breathlessly, though it lost its edge, both from the panting and her brothers dick half inside her.

With a smirk, Jose rolled his eyes just as he rolled his hips forward, resuming his push to hilt himself.

"You can go...faster..." Cat whispered, her paw on his back loosening it from a death-grip to a soft hold, almost that of a lover, to keep his muscular chest near, and the smell it brought.

With a grunt and hilting himself in Cat's silky folds, Jose managed a nod, trying not to moan and alert their parents to their act.

"Goddamn..." Jose moaned, pulling out faster than he had entered.

"Guh! Don't...Cuss!" Catherine cried quietly, feeling the emptiness Jose left as he drew himself out, "Put it back in!" she pleaded, holding Jose close and pushing her hips toward his in an attempt to get the hot rod back inside her.

Panting with exertion, Jose slammed back into his sister, drawing a "yip" of a squeak from Cat, "Just like that!" she moaned

Jose smirked and kissed Cat's neck, "You certainly know how you want it." He whispered, pausing with his dick deep in her.

Cat just grunted in response, wanting to feel that shaft rub her deepest parts, to scratch that most primal itch, and started grinding her hip against his. The sudden sensation of Jose's fur brushing her clit sent stars of pleasure, filling Cat's lidded eyes, "Please," she begged.

Jose was more than happy to comply with his sister's sweet begging. After she denied him the night before, Jose could think of no better way for her to make it up to him.

Squeezing her paw in his, Jose went full-steam ahead; resting his head on Cat's shoulder as he thrust with all his might, causing Cat to slide up and down the wall. Jose found it easy to keep from being too loud, his body too focused on mating to waste energy and air on moans or grunts.

Catherine, on the other paw, was having a rough time, in more than one way. The rough pounding her brother was giving her was just what she never knew she needed or wanted, and it made it very difficult for her to not scream in pleasure, to call out his name, or just let out feral moans. The only way she could find to contain it was by biting her lip.

Jose could feel the same sensation that he felt the night before, when he was thrusting his cock between his sisters breasts. It was different this time, stronger, harder, and it built faster.

"Fuck..." he moaned, "I'm going to lose it!"

Cat, in response, squeezed Jose's paw. She hadn't before experienced a climax, and was unsure what the hot feeling in her belly signified, but it felt wonderful and frustrating at the same time. She wanted more of it, and wanted it gone in the same breath.

With a wordless moan, the first one from Jose in what seemed to them since they started, Jose pulled out from his sisters wet folds, jerking himself off so he didn't knock her up. It was the one thing his sense of responsibility could stop him from doing.

"Why'd you stop?" Cat whined, wriggling, the heat in her belly dull but persistent. Her eyes still closed, she felt the hot spunk splatter on her belly and wet her fur, but she still needed her bliss.

"Don't worry." Jose whispered, sliding his spare paw to her previously-stuffed, previously untouched, flower. He could feel the heat of their lust, their juices letting his fingers easy access to her.

"Mnn..." Catherine whined again, feeling her brother's fingers in her, "JJ, that's not going to-"she stops with a gasp as Jose rubs her clit with his thumb and her inner walls with his two fingers.

"Not going to, what, Cat?" Jose teased, her reaction all he needed to know he hit a good spot.

Cat, with one paw still held by Jose, grasped the paw between her legs with her free paw to hold it in place as she ground her hips against it, her clit brushing through the longer hairs of Jose's wrist, his fingers rubbing and scratching her. It was the next best thing to a dick Catherine could think of, and at the moment, it was more than enough. Pressing Jose's paw against her folds, her body tensed and a small squeak of a moan escaped her lips as the warmth that had been growing in her belly began to cool, that itch scratched, and feral desire sated. It was the most interesting experience to Jose, as he felt the muscles ripple and convulse around his fingers, and hear her short staggering breaths.

"Better?" Jose asked after a moment, his paw starting to go numb from how tightly Catherine was gripping it, a sly grin on his face.

Out of breath, Cat opened her eyes and stared at her brother, a satisfied smile gracing her lips, "Yes." She said simply.

"Care to spend the night?" Jose asked, hoping they could do it a few more times, maybe somewhere a little more comfortable.

Cat bit her lip, the reality of the situation beginning to weigh her mind once again. She wanted to feel that same sensation, the same many sensations, again. But their parents were just down the hall. They would be pressing their luck if they went at it again, and Cat had been pushing her self restraint, which may not last another fuck.

"Keep it in your pants." Cat teased, "I think we need to move slower. We went from normal siblings two days ago, to you..." she turned slightly away, a blush burning under her fur, "pounding my brains out." She finished shyly. To change the mood, Cat playfully punched Jose in the shoulder, "That's for cussing again." And both chuckled, the same two foster-siblings, as if nothing had happened.

Jose nodded slightly "I guess you're right. Tomorrow?" he asked in hope.

Trying to stand up, Catherine leaned against the wall for support; her legs unsteady and felt like pudding. "Maybe. We'll see how well I recover." She said, straightening her disheveled clothes. Jose had had an excuse for taking a shower, but Cat didn't, and she needed one. She could smell the musk of their mating all around, and had no doubt anyone within three feet of her could smell it.

'I guess I'll have to hide in my room.' Catherine thought before turning to Jose, "I'll take your towel back. Hurry and get dressed, or someone's going to get suspicious."

A rumble of a chuckle ran through Jose as he grabbed the towel from the bed and handed it to Cat, "Don't sniff it too much." He teased.

Cat stuck her tongue out before sneaking out of Jose's room, making sure she wasn't seen.

Meanwhile, downstairs, Luke and Mary were having a discussion regarding Jose.

"He's almost an adult. He should know what happened to his real parents." Luke said, "He's strong. He can handle it."

"He hasn't found out yet, we don't need to tell him his life was a lie." Mary countered. Her eyes were red from tears. They had been discussing this since the family had returned from the baseball game, the argument going in circles and circles.

"Was it a lie? Was your love for him a lie? He was as much my son as if I had fathered him."

"Then he doesn't need to know you're not his father." Mary began tearing up again

"He deserves to know. He deserves to know his true heritage. He'll still be my son to me."

Mary seemed tired of the circular debate. She knew neither side would yield, and she didn't want it to get worse. "At least wait until he's 18." Mary said, hoping for a compromise.

"If he asks sooner, I will tell him." Luke said, "But if not, I will wait. Now, let's get dinner ready."

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 by the same thoughts.

Groaning, she 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 and jeans, 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 snuck 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 as payback for Jose making her wait.

Jose, the whole while, was lounging in the front room, listening without watching the television. Some sports 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. After nearly 17 years, it was a sudden concern for him. 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 newly-found 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 wanted 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 handful of 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 through her bra, 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 and 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.

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was that the pleasant weight that had been on my chest all night was gone, and the warmth from it was gone too. I knew what the weight was, it had been Catherine. We had cuddled all night, too tired to worry about the parents finding us, muchless do anything about it.

I sat up, still in that state where my mind was still asleep enough to not remember all my worries and problems. Rubbing my face, I knew that Catherine would be in her room, checking her homework for the day, having already taken a shower and all that before I even woke.

Rolling out of bed to put on my clothes, I could feel my mind waking up, and the first problem that it was so kind to remind me of was that I likely knocked my sister up last night.

She came into my room last night, pretty close to midnight, and we had a good fuck. God, it was hot. She was on top, riding me like her life depended on it, which ended up being the problem. When I needed to cum, there wasn’t anywhere to do it but in her, since she wouldn’t get off. So I did it, I came inside my sister. We didn’t have any condoms to use, though I don’t think we would have used them anyway, and I don’t think she’s on the pill. I had no idea what I was going to do, but I needed to go to school. Thankfully it’s Friday.

School was about as eventful as ever, but I was getting distracted again. Not by the panther from a few days earlier, but by Catherine. I was wondering how she could be so calm, despite the conundrum we were likely now in. Other than that, we didn’t act very differently than we usually did, or if we did no one said anything.

By the time we got back home, I had a number of questions I needed to ask someone, but no one to ask. Dad, maybe? I hoped he might be able to help, but I knew I had to be careful.

I approached Luke and asked him if we could speak in private. He nodded and we found a quiet place in the house. He sat in a chair, and I took a seat a couple feet across from him.

“Dad,” I began, “there’s a girl I like at school, but I’m not sure how I like her, or how she likes me. I know about sex and how to be safe, but...What do you suggest?” I threw it out, fudging a couple details.

He folded his hands in his lap and looked completely calm, “I’m not going to tell you not to have sex, and pretend you would listen. I was young once, and I know I wouldn’t listen if my dad told me that. What do I suggest? I suggest you two know exactly what each other is after. If you’re both in it for sex, then just be safe. But if you’re just after sex, and she wants a relationship, then I think my advice would be obvious.”

“What if we...aren’t as safe as we could have been, and I get her pregnant?” I tentatively ask

Luke leaned back, looking at me. Not glaring, just looking. “I hope you would be man enough to stick with her. Better you give up your life, to keep your respect and child, than to keep your life and lose your respect, and child. Abandoning a woman when she’s pregnant with your child is no small thing. If you do all you can to help her, then you will have the support of your family, but if not, then not.” He finished with a small shrug.

I leaned back in my own seat. This was all stuff I should have expected. I looked down at my feet for a moment, wondering if I should tell him about Catherine, but quickly discard that as suicidal. I could only wonder if, when the time comes, Luke will stay true to his word.

“Thanks.” I said to Luke as I stood

“Wait.” Luke said, “Can you promise me that I won’t have any surprise grandchildren?” he asked, and my heart skipped a beat. I couldn’t tell him won’t because of what me and Cat did, but I didn’t want to lie to him.

“I’ll do my best.” is all I said, hoping he would accept that, and left.

I was pretty quiet the rest of the day, and if Luke didn’t like my response, he didn’t show it. It made me wonder if he meant it as a joke to lighten the mood.

Catherine seemed more herself than she had the past couple days, which was good. I didn’t know how long it would take for the parents to start asking questions about why Catherine seemed to be acting so oddly.

When night finally fell, I crawled into bed and, with thought of the possible future drifting around in my head, I fell asleep.

For a few hours, anyway.

Catherine woke up in Jose’s arms, as happy as could be. For the first time in days, she could think of something other than sex with Jose.

Sitting up and stretching, her fur glistening in the gentle light of the slowly rising sun, Catherine felt great, the aching of her tired body even felt good. Carefully getting out of Jose’s bed so as not to wake him, she went about her usual morning routine, sure that today would be a wonderful day.

Which it was. Even while Jose seemed out of it while they walked to school, it was nice to be around him, more than before. It made a sort of sense. Why wouldn’t it be especially nice to be around her big brother, after the night they had shared? They claimed each other's bodies, something brothers and sisters shouldn’t. She was his and he was hers, or so she believed.

School was the usual casual it was on Fridays, too many teachers and students alike ready for the weekend. A few of the sterner teachers gave some homework, but for the most part it was all presentations or in class book work.

When Catherine and Jose got home, Cat noticed that Jose and Luke disappeared. Curious, she searched the house and stumbled on the room that the two were speaking in, and listened in on their conversation. She knew right away who Jose was talking about. She had no idea that him cumming inside her would scare him so much that Jose would go to their dad for help, even if the questions were indirect. Catherine was almost caught at the door if Luke hadn’t asked Jose to wait a moment, giving her a moment to scamper off.

Back in her room, Catherine thought about what she had learned. Jose was scared he had impregnated her, which was a reasonable concern. She was, after all, his sister and underaged. If she were pregnant, it would not go over very well for Jose. She would need to have a chat with Jose, and planned to as soon as possible.

For the rest of the day, Catherine thought of what, exactly, she would say to Jose, not wanting there to be any misunderstanding or confusion. Like Luke said to Jose, he needed to know exactly what she was expecting from their relationship.

When night finally fell, Catherine waited a few hours after everyone went to bed, waiting for everyone to fall asleep, before sneaking to Jose’s room.

Closing the door tightly behind her, she made her way to the bed and crawled under the covers to cuddle up to Jose, much like she did the night before. Unlike then, however, she didn’t do anything of a sexual sort, instead she gently shook Jose, trying to wake him up if he wasn’t already.

With a quiet grunt, Jose turned his head to see who had woken him, “What’s up?” he asked, not entirely sure what was going on.

“We need to have a little chat, JJ.” she said, wrapping her arm around his chest, making it apparent she wanted to stay where she was.

“Uh, ok. What about?” he asked, quickly waking up.

“You and me.” Catherine explained, “I hope you aren’t planning on seeing other women.” she teased

With an unseen smile, Jose replied “I don’t know how I could. I can’t get away from my little sister, and I’m sure she’d tell you.”

Catherine giggled and nuzzled into Jose’s neck, “That’s good. We both love you, you know.” Catherine said, hugging Jose tightly.

“And I love you both, too.” Jose answered, “So what did you want to talk about?”

“I overheard your conversation with dad.” she started, “What are you hoping for?”

Jose didn’t answer for a long moment, the silence filled only by their breathing. “At first, I just wanted sex, but now...I’m not sure. I love you, and I love your body, but I don’t know what I want.” he explained, surprised she eavesdropped, but it didn’t really bother him. It was, after all, her business as much as his.

“At first, I didn’t know what I wanted, either.” Catherine explained after her own moment of silence, “But now, I know.” she rested her head on the back of Jose’s neck, “I know I want to be with you. I love you, JJ.”

“You love me more than just for sex?” Jose teased, though he knew the answer. It was plain enough to him.

“Yes.” Catherine said with a giggle and a light slap to Jose’s shoulder, “But that doesn’t mean I don’t want sex. In fact...” she paused, her hands sliding down Jose’s side, fingers combing through his thick fur, “I wouldn’t mind some right now.”

Jose found it hard to resist, “Cat, after last night, I don’t know if that’s a good idea. If I didn’t get you pregnant then, I definitely will if it happens again tonight.”

Catherine smiled and placed her hand on Jose’s cheek “Let me worry about that.”

Jose shook his head “Cat, I love you, but I can’t get you pregnant. I don’t want to have to worry about whether or not I knocked you up.”

“Shush,” Catherine cooed, “Do me, and I will tell you after.” she offered.

Jose tossed the proposal around in his head a bit before he gave it, “Fine, but it had better be good.” he said, despite his dick already hard at the thought of fucking her again.

“Good.” Cat said, removing her bra and panties, tossing them to the foot of the bed.

Jose rolled over onto his back and admired his sister’s bare fur in the moonlight.

Crawling over Jose, she rubbed her chest against his, making sure he felt the firmness of her breasts, and ground her hips on his crotch, feeling his hardened shaft through his boxes, which were already absorbing her wetness.

With a moan, Jose ran his fingers through his sister’s own fur, his dick throbbing against her. “Cat.” he moaned.

“Do you want it, JJ?” Cat asked, knowing full well how she was teasing him, and brushed her lips across his.

Jose gave a slight nod and pressed his lips against hers, locking into a kiss.

With a rush of heat and excitement, Cat snaked a hand down to Jose’s boxers and pushed them out of the way, freeing his hard and leaking manhood, and lining it up to her hot tunnel.

“And you tried to say no.” Cat teased as she lowered herself down, moaning and shivering as she felt him enter her.

Despite the situation, Jose was still hesitant, and it was ruining the sensations for him. It still felt great, but not as great as it had the night before. Even while Cat was breathing hard and moaning as she rode him, it just didn’t have the same thrill. He still enjoyed it, and it was still hot, just not as much.

Cat seemed to have noticed the lack of enthusiasm and slowed her pace to where she was merely grinding against him, “Is something wrong?” she asked, sitting up

Jose looked out the window, not entirely sure he should say what was on his mind, “I don’t know if I can do it, Cat.” he finally said, “Sorry.”

“Aww,” Catherine cooed and snuggled up to her brother, “I guess I can’t keep the surprise any longer.” she nuzzles against Jose and whispers in his ear, “You’re going to love it, too.”

Even as Catherine sat atop Jose, his still-hard dick inside her wet nether-lips, there was a secret that Catherine was holding from Jose, despite saying she would tell him just a few minutes before.

Jose was having performance issues of a sort. His guilt and worry of getting, or having already gotten, Cat pregnant took the fun and desire out of him.

“Well?” Jose asked, wanting to know what the secret was that would make everything alright.

Catherine teased Jose a little longer, running her paws through the fur of his cheeks and next, “Mom’s been taking me for some special time at the doctors every month.” she said and watched Jose for his reaction.

Jose was a little confused. Why would Cat and their mother, Mary, go to the doctors every month, and why would it be relevant to Cat having sex? He had been in health class when they went over contraceptives, but his mind hadn’t quite put the pieces together.

Cat saw the confusion on Jose’s face and laughed, “Mom has been taking me to get birth control shots.” she clarified. The relief washed over Jose’s face. That was clearly exactly what he needed to hear.

Cat lowered her head and whispered in Jose’s ear, “Satisfied?” and gave his cheek a lick.

“Not yet.” he said with a smirk, firmly gripping his sister's hips and letting out a growl, letting her know just how unsatisfied he was.

Catherine was pleasantly surprised at the change in Jose’s attitude. “My big brother is never satisfied, is he?” she asked, grinding her hips against his.

Jose nipped at Cat’s neck, “I think it’s my little sister who is never satisfied.” he whispered back, pushing his hips against hers in time with her gyrations.

“Fuck Cat, why didn’t you tell me sooner?” he asked, the grinding becoming a teasing that was driving him mad.

Cat lifted her hips and slammed them down, “Don’t cuss.” she moaned, “I didn’t tell you...” she lifted her hips again and slid back down, “because I didn’t know it was so important.” she answered, picking up speed, her hips sliding up and down on Jose’s shaft. Soon the bed began to shake from the pace she had driven herself to, moaning and panting into Jose’s neck, the fur dampening from her breath. The fur where they were joined has long since become soaked, and so had the sheets beneath.

Jose said nothing more, too occupied trying not to moan loudly as he felt an orgasm build. He gripped her hips tighter as he restrained, not wanting to blow so soon.

“Cat, I can’t...I can’t hold on.” he groaned and held her hips down with his paws and pushed his hips against hers. The reservoir broke and he unleashed inside her. Cat moaned, loving the feeling of the hot seed filling her deepest spot, her walls tightening around the shaft as it pulsed and throbbed, spurting more and more inside.

The two raccoons lay there, Cat on top of Jose, as they basked, once again, in the afterglow of sex.

“When’s your next appointment?” Jose asked breathlessly.

Cat let out a murr and snuggled into Jose’s neck, “Next Tuesday.” she said, exhaustion apparent in her voice.

“I’d like to go with.” Jose said, sleep starting to stake its claim on him as well.

Cat murmured her assent, but was already drifting off to sleep, though Jose wasn’t far behind.

After the revelation that Catherine had no chance of becoming pregnant, the two settled into a pattern of having sex almost every day, whenever they thought they had a few hours to themselves, usually at night, but sometimes at school. They did their best to stay inconspicuous, and no one ever seemed suspicious.

Tuesday finally arrived, along with Catherines appointment with the doctor for her contraception shot.

“Mom,” Cat began the question to Mary, “Can Jose come with?” she asked, unsure how their mother would take the question.

Mary was confused why Jose would want to go, and voiced her question, “Why?”

Cat tried to play cool and shrugged her shoulders, “The other day Jose said that health class had hardly talked about shots and he wondered if I knew anything about them, and since I get them, he asked if he could come along.” she said, giving a partial truth.

Mary tossed it around in her head. She didn’t want her son, foster or not, to grow up ignorant of these sorts of things, should his future wife or children ever get them, but it still seemed odd that he would want to go with them.

“I suppose there’s no harm in it.” she said at last, “Tell him to hurry, we need to go if we’re going to be on time.”

Cat told Jose, who had already counted on going and was ready, and they all got in the family car and drove off to the clinic. Jose tried to think of how he and Cat could be alone together for a quickie, because sex in a doctors office? Kinky. Unfortunately for him, he couldn’t think of any likely scenarios.

After checking in and waiting patiently in the lobby, Cat was called by the nurse to see the doctor.

Cat was too nervous to ask if Jose could come with, since it was what he wanted to see, and so she let it go.

The doctor, a female tabby cat, was finishing up some documents from her last patient in her office when the nurse escorted Cat into the room.

“Oh, Catherine! Is it that time already?” the doctor asked before thanking and excusing the nurse, “Go ahead and sit down. How have you been?”

Cat blushed under her fur, thinking of the biggest change in her life. “O-okay, I guess.” she stuttered.

“What’s this?” the doctor asked with a smile, “Does Catherine have a lover now?” she hit it spot-on.

Cat fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, not trusting her voice.

“If you can’t tell your doctor, who can you tell?” the feline pressed on

“Y-yes.” Cat mumbled with a small smile,

The doctor made a dramatic gasp and covered her mouth, “It can’t be!” then laughed “At least these shots are being put to good use then, eh?” to emphasize it she filled a syringe with the prescribed amount, “Now then, let’s make sure there aren’t any future accidents.” and cleaned the area where she would administer the shot, parting the fur and scrubbing the skin beneath.

“Slight pinch and... there we go.” the doctor said, withdrawing the syringe and putting the needle in the biohazard container. “Now go tell your mother I’m ready for her, and have fun, but not too much fun.” the doctor finished with a wink.

Cat nodded and left, still flush with embarrassment. The doctor was the first person she had told that she was having sex. Surely she would tell her mother.

Catherine sat down in the lobby next to Jose with a huff and Mary stood and, followed by a nurse, went to the doctor since she already knew the routine.

“Do you know Catherine is having sex?” The doctor asked Mary. This was, of course, news to Mary.

“No, I did not. Did she say who?” Mary asked

The doctor shook her head as she prepared a spot of skin on Mary for the shot, “She would hardly even say that she was having sex. You didn’t hear it from me.”

Mary didn’t even feel the shot, so lost in thought about who could be dirtying her precious daughter.

Jose didn’t find any opportunity to get alone with Catherine while they were at the hospital, but his constant search for such a chance had kept him hard the entire time. By the time Mary had come out of the doctors office, he was a ball of sexual energy, on the verge of taking Cat regardless of where they were or who was there. He did his best to restrain himself, knowing that Cat would undoubtedly visit that night.

The drive home was silent, an awkward silence filling every nook and cranny. Especially for Cat, since Jose and Mary were sneaking looks at her from the corner of their eyes, though for different reasons. If Catherine was quick enough, she was sure Mary was almost glaring at her from the rear-view mirror, but Mary would quickly turn her attention to the road.

Jose, on the other hand...His glances lingered, and it made Catherine feel warm beneath her fur. She knew what was going through his mind, and she liked it.

When they returned home, Jose was the first one out of the car, rushing to relieve something that had been building up during their entire time at the hospital, and it was not the need to pee.

“Cat, hun, we need to have a talk.” Mary said, stern despite the casual words. Catherine was quick to figure out what the subject was. What else could it be? The doctor had told Mary that she was having sex.

Catherine said nothing, waiting for Mary to begin the rant that was sure to come.

“When we started getting your shots, it wasn’t permission for you to start having sex.” Mary began, “It was incase something happened, incase you were raped. How long have you known this boy? Why haven’t we met him?” The deluge of questions began, the underlying accusation that Cat was letting just anyfur sex her up did not go unmissed by Cat.

“I know, mom. It’s not just anyone, I’ve known him for a long time. We only got together recently.” Cat tried to defend herself without spilling the beans about Jose being the one who was sexing her up.

“And do your father and I get to meet this fur? Where do you know him from?” Mary asked before turning with a huff, “It’s probably just a fling.” She said to herself. Cat said nothing. Mary and Luke had already met Jose, and she had known him her whole life. Whether it was a fling or not, she wasn’t entirely sure. She loved Jose, it was true, but she wasn’t sure just how she loved him, or how he loved her. They had already talked about what they expected, but the feelings...that’s what Cat wasn’t sure about.

“So, who is it?” Mary pressed, turning back to Catherine.

“Just a boy from school.” she said, not looking her mother in the eye.

The answer did not make Mary any happier, “‘Just a boy from school.’ Just anyfur?” Mary repeated, “Is this how we raised you?”

“It’s not like that, mom.” Catherine whined, “We’ve known each other for ever, it’s not like he’s just anyfur. He’s special to me.”

Mary huffed, “If he’s so special, then you better bring him over. I can only imagine what your father will say when he finds out.” she said before entering the house, leaving Cat to simmer by the car.

At the same time, Jose was in his room, thoughts of Catherine in a nurse outfit and riding him had wrapped around Jose’s mind like the imagined Catherine’s legs were doing to him. He was oblivious to the world, so when Luke tapped on the door and opened it, Jose didn’t even realize it until Luke slammed the door shut

“Lock the door if you’re going to do that!” Luke said from the other side.

For Jose, it was the equivalent of taking a cold shower, but much faster. “Fuck!” he cussed under his breath, stuffing himself back into his pants and wiping his hands on his pants, “Excuse me.” he mumbled as he opened the door to slip past Luke to wash his hands.

Luke put his paw to his face and shook his head. He thought Jose would have been more careful about that. At least it wasn’t Mary that had caught him.

When Jose had come back from the bathroom, Luke pushed open the door to Jose’s room and motioned for him to sit. Since Jose had spoken with Luke the other day, a topic had been bothering Luke, and he wanted it off his back. Sitting down next to Jose with a sigh. It had not begun as he had hoped.

“Jose, there’s something that’s been on my mind, something important. Your mother would kill us both if she found out I told you, but I think you’re ready to know, and I can’t keep it a secret any longer. These past 16 years, your mother and I, Mary and I, well...we have, in a way, been lying to you.”

Jose looked at his father with a very confused look. What in the hell was he talking about? 16 years, lying? What?

Seeing the confusion, Luke pressed on, “You’re adopted.” he said, his voice a little quieter.

Jose blinked a few times. Adopted? But...

“Your birth parents were good friends of ours, and they died in a horrible fire when you were still very young. Mary didn’t want to tell you unless you found out on your own, but I thought you could handle it.” he looked at Jose, concerned Jose wasn’t taking it well, “You alright?”

Jose looked at the floor. He was adopted. Despite how sad or depressed or whatever he should have been, he was kind of glad. That meant that what he and Catherine were doing was fine! Well, sort of. They could get married, have a family of their own, and no one could say otherwise!

There was one thing, though. Jameson had been his last name his whole life, everyone knew him by that name, it felt wrong to give it up just so he could be with Catherine.

Jose sat in silence, simply staring at the floor as if it might tell him what he should do, how he should take it, and what he should say.

The silence, of course, made Luke wonder if he had told Jose too soon, “Sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything.” Luke apologized, about to get up.

“No, it’s fine. Thanks dad.” Jose quickly responded and flashing a smile to reinforce it.

Luke nodded, glad that Jose was fine. He shouldn’t have been worried, it was, after all, big news to just lay out like that. A lot to take in.

Father and son sat in silence before Luke let out a hesitant bark of laughter, “Well, now that that’s out of the way. Care to tell me who’s got you so hot under the fur?”

Jose groaned, “Dad, really?” he had, deep down, hoped to never have this conversation. But, truth be told, he wanted to know what Luke thought of it.

“Well, while we’re on the subject of not telling mom,” Jose said, turning away while his confidence fades, “It’s Cat.”

Those two words hit Luke like a load of bricks piled in a safe loaded on top of a piano dropped from space. His eyes went wide and the only sound to escape his lips was “Huh.”

Jose returned his gaze to the floor, worrying about the punishment that was sure to come. He had just confessed, to his father, that he had sexual feelings for Catherine who, up until a few minutes ago, he had believed to have been his sister by blood. It could not go well.

Luke closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, held it for a moment, then let it slowly out his nose before opening his eyes, stood, and - as he left the room - said “We need to have a chat with your mother.”

Jose flopped back on his bed, feeling like his world was crumbling. With a cuss he slammed a back-handed fist into the bed. If he had said anyone other than Cat, if he hadn’t been caught, if if if. He heard the door close downstairs and wondered if Cat and Mary had finally come inside. It seemed like a long time had passed since he had rushed inside to relieve himself, now he wanted to cut it off and die.

A moment later, he heard his name called out, and knew what was expected. With a sigh he rolled off his bed and wandered downstairs. At the foot of the stairs he looked around and saw Catherine and Mary seated on one side of the kitchen table, Luke on the other. Catherine stared down at the table, refusing to look at anyone or anything other than the knot in the wood.

Bashfully taking the seat next to Luke he glanced at Cat, wishing he could apologize to her for what he had done, and what was being done, but he didn’t dare say anything.

Mary’s fierce and piercing gaze never left Jose. Luke hadn’t said much, but Mary was smart enough to put two and two together; it was Jose who had spoiled her perfect baby girl. She wasn’t sure what she would do to Jose, but suffice it to say she was furious at the poor raccoon. Out of the corner of her eye she saw that Luke was as stoic and calm as ever, and wondered how in the world he could be so when he knew their adopted son was... doing such inappropriate things to Catherine?

“You had something you wanted to talk to us all about?” Mary asked Luke, trying to keep from snapping at the silence.

Luke laced his fingers together and rested his paws on the table, “Mary, I told Jose we’re not his parents.” he started. Audible gasps could be heard from both Mary and Catherine, though for different reasons. “And, in relation,” he continued before anyone could speak up, “Jose has... feelings for Cat.” he finished, looking his wife squarely in the eyes, knowing she was holding back a dam of emotions and not a few accusations.

“We had agreed!” Mary began angrily before taking a deep breath while the other bit of information processed. It just confirmed her suspicions, really, but that didn’t make her any less upset at the raccoon.

Mary tried to steady herself with a breath. Luke must have a reason. She’d deal with that second atrocious statement in a moment. “Why, Luke, did you tell him?” she asked tight lipped.

It was simple for Luke, and he had told his wife this reason before in the many arguments they had had about this very topic, “I felt he was ready, and I believe him when he says he’s fine with knowing.” and gave a questioning look to Jose, making sure he was right. Jose gave a nod. While it raised a few questions, Jose would rather know the truth.

“We’re still a family, Mary.” Luke finished, turning back to his wife.

Mary only grumbled a bit. Whether Jose still loved them or not, she still hadn’t wanted him to know. “What about Catherine?” Mary asked, hoping that her daughter would be on her side.

All eyes focused on Cat and she squirmed. “I don’t know.” she murmured. It was a relief that there was a possibility that she and Jose might have a future, but part of him that she loved was that he was her brother. Would that go away if she accepted that he was adopted?

“Take your time, hun.” Mary said, running her paw down Cat’s hair as she turned to Jose “As for the other point.” her voice quickly became hard as stone, “What have you done to my sweet daughter?”

“Mary.” Luke warned.

“Nothing, mom. Honest.” he said, but knew they didn’t buy it. The look on Mary’s face wasn’t one of accusation, but of judgement. She -knew- he and Cat had had sex, and her fierce look was drilling it out of him. Unable to meet her gaze any longer, he looked away, “We- we had sex.” he confessed. Luke, of course, had put the pieces together already and had come to terms with it. Mary, on the other paw, hadn’t yet been able to let it settle.

She didn’t say anything, only sitting back and taking in a breath. This wasn’t a calming breath like before, but like a storm sucking in wind before it hits. Both Jose and Catherine cringed away, preparing for her wrath.

“How could you?” she began in bated fury, “Soil my precious daughter. What were you thinking?”

“Mary.” Luke said again.

“We were just curious at first,” Jose began

“But we love each other.” Catherine finished for him when Mary’s stare silenced him. Mary turned a flabbergasted look to Cat.

“You what? You’re too young to know love.” She dismissed, “And you probably put that idea in her head so you could have your way with her. But no more!”

“That’s enough Mary.” Luke said sternly, “Let your children speak for themselves.”

With a huff, Mary sat back in her chair and folded her arms. Jose was the first to speak up, “I started it. I… I saw her leave the shower a few nights ago, and-”

“JJ, that’s not true.” Cat cut him off, “I could have left, but I didn’t.”

“One at a time.” Luke cut in, “And please spare us some of the details.” and looked at Jose.

Taking a breath and holding his shaking paws in his lap, the raccoon told his version of how he and Cat came together, skipping many details. They didn’t need to know the gritty, wet and messy things between him and Cat.

When it was clear that Jose was finished, Luke turned to Cat. She seemed to have calmed down a bit, and though her voice was shaky at the start of her telling, it was steady- though still a bit quiet- when she finished.

“Every day...” Mary breathed, shocked they had managed even once under their noses.

All four sat in silence, Catherine and Jose terrified, Mary and Luke thinking. The silence hung and stretched, spanning seconds, then minutes before Luke finally broke it, “Under the conditions that you two never do it while we’re home, and you use safe practices, and you don’t let anyone else know, you have my blessing.”

There were mixed reactions all around. Jose heaved a sigh of relief, Mary gasped in dismay, and Catherine looked on in disbelief.

“You can’t be serious!” Mary accused him, “They can’t! They’re siblings!”

“A moment ago it looked like you were ready to disown him.” Luke countered calmly. Mary stuttered and spluttered. She could never win against Luke. It’s what made him perfect for her. Where she got so emotional so quickly, he always stayed so calm.

Making sure Mary wouldn’t interrupt any more, he gave both his children a look, “Agreed? Or will you two call it off?”

“But, why?” Jose asked, “I mean, I’m your son. Shouldn’t you be against me… being with Catherine, your daughter?”

“If you were anyone else, I would be. But I’ve raised you, seen the raccoon you’re growing into. There’s no one else I’d rather see my only daughter be with. I know you’re responsible and trustworthy, I know you’ll work hard to make her happy.” was Luke’s heart-warming reply, delivered with a dead-set serious face. Then a smile tweaked his lips, “Besides, it’ll make it easier for me to kick your ass if you mess up.”

It had been a year since the Jameson family had gathered in the kitchen to discuss the relationship between Catherine and her adopted brother Jose, and the two got to enjoy each other a little less privately, and spent their respective birthday’s together at a hotel - paid for by their own money. Of course, they kept things toned down and PG-13 while at home, to abide by the conditions set by Luke, their father. Though Mary never approved of the relationship between her children, she did eventually come to accept it; they had made it clear, over the year, that no amount of her disapproval would split them apart, and would just pull the family apart instead.

Now, with the end of the school year drawing near, the family was gathered in the kitchen once more as graduation approached. The future was wide and open, with both Jose and Catherine having, up to that point, achieved excellent grades.

“Have you two applied for colleges yet?” Luke asked, steepling his fingers in front of him. The closer graduation had gotten, the more often he asked, even if the two rattled off a list of colleges and universities that they’ve either applied to or are considering to enroll in after graduation. “I just want to make sure you have things planned out.” was always his excuse for asking over again and again.

“Of course we have, dad.” Jose replied, his patience for the question running out, “I even have a response from Penn Academy.” and held up the reply letter with embellished calligraphy. Penn Academy was a rather prestigious out-of-state academy focused on all things related to the written word; poems, literature, calligraphy, and such. It wasn’t really something Jose was interested in, but Catherine had recently become very interested in writing, and wanted to learn from the best. She never let Jose read anything she wrote, but either way; where Cat was going, Jose wanted to go.

Catherine held up a similar letter, which had arrived the same day as Jose’s. She was anxious to find out and itched to rip it open and see whether she was accepted or not. The only reason why she hadn’t was because she and Jose had agreed to open them together, there in the kitchen. She knew JJ would rather go somewhere to play baseball, and Penn didn’t even have a team, but she loved him all the more that he was willing to put that aside just to stay with her.

Mary smiled and nodded, knowing her daughter's excitement, but grew somber as she said “Penn is pretty far. If you get the answer you’re hoping for,” and nodded at the letters her children held, “You’ll have to move out. There’s…simply no way you could attend while living here.”

Catherine glanced at Luke, who in turn glanced at Jose, “We’re willing to help some, but… We can’t cover everything.”

Jose looked down at the table, the letter in his hands, “It…it’ll be fine. I can just… take a few classes, work the rest of the time.” he said, “Afterall, I don’t even know what I want to go into yet.” he finished, flashing a smile at Cat.

A silence hung in the kitchen.

“Well, you should first make sure you’ve been accepted before worrying about any of that.” Luke said, breaking the spell.

Jose and Catherine looked at each other for a moment before giving a slight nod. Each carefully opening their respective letters, and each face told a different story.

Catherine’s face lit up, and her parents knew she’d been accepted before her mouth even opened to utter the words “I’ve been accepted! And my submission is even being considered for a scholarship!” she said, holding the paper with both hands and standing with excitement.

“Congratulations, dear! That’s amazing!” Mary clapped her hands lightly, and all faces turned to Jose.

“I… They said they won’t be accepting my application.” He said, letting the paper fall to the table. “W-well, we all kind of knew that was going to happen, right?” He tried to lighten the mood, but it was clear he was crushed. He and Cat had dreamed of continuing their school life together, as they started a new chapter in their love life together.

“We can still live together…” Cat softly offered, gently rubbing his back.

“Yeah, I can work full-” Jose began but was interrupted by his phone ringing. Picking it up, he didn’t recognize the number and hesitantly answered, “Hello?”

“Hello, may I speak with Jose Jameson?” came a male voice

“Uh, speaking.”

“Hi, my name is Doug Havershire from Aeluvia University’s admissions team. Your name has been nominated by our sports and physical fitness department for a full scholarship, along with a position on the university baseball team.”

Jose froze. Aeluvia University wasn’t even on his radar. It was half-way across the country, and their sports teams were pretty mediocre in his opinion. But a full scholarship… Tuition, housing, food… He wouldn’t have to work, he could focus on schooling and baseball.

But he’d never see Cat.

“Hello? Mr. Jameson?” the caller asked when Jose didn’t respond.

“Oh, uh, I-I’ll need to speak with my family.” he stammered back.

“Of course. Let me give you my number, please call back at any time when you have an answer.”

With the number saved and the call ended, Jose looked at his family, who waited with baited breath.

“I, uh…I got a scholarship offer. Aeluvia University.”

At first, faces lit up with the good news, then quickly to worry, “Oh…” was all that was said.

“For baseball?” Luke guessed, “Do… Do you think you’ll take it?”

Jose sighed and slumped down onto the table, covering his head with his arms “I don’t know…” he groaned.

Mary glanced between her children before chiming in “We all know how good you are at baseball; you can get a better offer than Aeluvia University. Maybe… Maybe somewhere closer to Penn.” she offered, “There’s still plenty of time! Half the school year, practically. Then there’ll be summer break…And you don’t even need to enroll right away!”

Cat shook her head “I’ll be starting after summer break.” she said softly.

Once again, silence reigned over the room.

“W-well, Jose doesn’t have to enroll anywhere right away.” Mary tried again, trying to help her children find a happy solution.

“Yeah.” Luke tagged in, “There’s always local sports teams, son. You and Cat can find a place near Penn Academy, and while she’s in class you can work and play for a local team. Scouts are everywhere. I know it’s not what you had in mind, but this may actually work out for the better.”

Jose heaved a sigh. He knew Luke was right; as much as he had dreamed of attending university with Cat, going to wild parties with her, having sex between classes, it wasn’t realistic. It planted the seed of a question in his mind that he refused to even think about. No. He and Cat would make this work. He would work to support them, just as he would have to if they started a family.

That brought a small smile to his lips. “Yeah. Yeah! I’ll find a job, do my best to pay for wherever we move into. I’ll get started on a career. I mean, the chances of going pro were low, anyway, and it’s a rough life. I wouldn’t want to put Cat through that.” he said, trying to force a positive mood and gave his sister - foster sister - the best smile he could.

Catherine wasn’t convinced, but she wasn’t going to show it, “That doesn’t sound half bad, JJ. Kind of… an old-school family, y’know?” she replied with a giggle, “I can see it now: A modest home, white-picket fence, you come home from a long day of work, I greet you at the door, having spent the day cleaning and writing.” And gave Jose’s shoulder a gentle push. It sounded cliche, but it was probably how things would turn out; she didn’t want to work a 9-to-5, she wanted to be a best-selling author! But, until she did, someone would have to work, and she needed time to focus on writing.

“Sounds pretty nice,” Luke added with an encouraging nod, “Since you don’t have any work history, you’ll need to rely more on a cover letter than a resume, maybe your sister can help you with that.” It had never been clarified whether to refer to Jose and Catherine as “brother” and “sister”, now that the truth of his birth was out, but neither Luke nor Mary were willing to call them “boyfriend” and “girlfriend”, so they stuck with their habits.

“You two go get started on that, I need to have a word with your father before we head out for dinner.” Mary chimed in, giving her husband a meaningful look.

The two young raccoons scampered off to the upstairs, and the parents waited for the footsteps to reach the top of the stairs - far enough there’d be no eavesdropping - before starting their conversation:

“I still don’t like this.” Mary began,

“I know, and we’ve been-” Luke began to give the same response he’d given dozens of times before, before Mary spoke over him.

“And I like them living alone together even less, but I’m glad they’re actually thinking.” She said, resting a hand on her husband’s leg “If Cat is getting a scholarship, they could easily pay for a place with the money we were saving for her tuition. A graduation gift to our children.”

Luke sat in silence for a moment. Their family wasn’t wealthy by any stretch of the word, but neither were they living paycheck to paycheck. The idea of having his kids slowly drain savings - whether it was their own or from their parents - didn’t sit well with him. Eventually he shook his head, “No, I’d rather pay for it. Once they’re moved out, we’ll find our money goes further than it did before, so helping them afford their first apartment won’t put us out.”

Mary smiled and lightly shook her head “I was hoping to save up and give us something special.” and gave her husband he’d not seen in many years.

He quickly picked up her hint “Oh? Well, I’m sure we can work out both.” he replied, leaning in to give his wife a tender kiss, “What do you say we go to ‘dinner’ a little early?”

Jose and Catherine were just starting on a resume and cover letter, hands down the other’s pants - they had agreed to no sex while their parents were home, nothing about using their hands - when they heard Luke call out from the first floor “We’re heading out. Behave you two!” and the foster-siblings looked at each other excitedly.

“The bed?” Jose asked

“The bed.”

Just as the front door was heard closing, the two were up and making their way to the bed, stripping clothes as they went. It seemed like it had been ages since they had time together at home - alone.

“We’ll need to shower after.” Jose whispered, nuzzling into the fur of his sister’s neck as she pulled him down to the bed beneath him.

“What about your sheets?” Cat whispered back, her hands rubbing her brother’s back, fingers digging into his skin past his fur.

“Mmm, leave ‘em,” he whispered before kissing the smaller raccoon, “I want to fall asleep smelling you,” his muzzle returned to her fluffy neck as his hands slid down to cup her generous breasts, “smelling us.”

Catherine tried to make a reply, but a rough tweak of her pink nipples poking out from her fur made her give a squeak instead, “Ahn! JJ!” she complained sweetly and gave her brother a playful swat to his back.

Jose only chuckled and continued sliding his hands down her body, pressing his legs against the foot of the bed to keep himself from falling down on top of his sister - that would come later. Through the soft fluff of her belly, the soft squish as his fingertips pressed down, then tracing the curve of her wide hips and across where her panties usually sat, his hands meeting at the fork of his sister’s legs, playing and lightly trailing through her fur, teasing his younger sister.

Cat spread her legs, familiar with how her brother liked to play with her, toy with her, make her that needy, demanding, horny raccoon she had been that fateful night over a year ago, when the two first crossed the line. When they first had sex. It seemed so long ago, and yet it was still so vivid.

Jose slid his fingers between the lips of his sister’s mound with practiced ease, parting those folds and sliding down across the sensitive skin hidden within, especially the firm nub at the top; her clit. Rolling, rubbing, squishing, Jose gave that bundle of nerves some special attention, making Cat moan hotly and dig her fingers into his back, scratching him as she twitched and writhed from his affections.

“Mmmf! Jose…” she gasped, “don’t… don’t make me - ah! - beg!”

Jose chuckled and relented, giving her clit a respite as he shifted his fingers’ focus elsewhere, “But you know how I like it when you beg,” he replied with a hot whisper, nuzzling up to her fluffy ear, “or just take from me what you want.” he emphasized the last word as he pushed two fingers into her now-slick canal, spreading her around his furred fingers, making Cat moan and arch her back, her hips pressing down into the mattress and his fingers.

Catherine was a moaning, whimpering mess, melting into her brother’s experienced fingers that teased and touched her just right. He quickly worked her towards the ecstatic ledge to bliss. Just as she was about to fall moaning into that pleasurable abyss, she felt his fingers slide out, leaving her empty and hungry for more. She knew what he wanted, and she hated that he was going to get it.

“Please, JJ…” she whined, her hands again sliding along his back, her body writhing beneath him, “Please.”

Jose grinned wickedly and nibbled at her neck “Please what, hmm? You want to be a writer, use your words.” he teased, one hand teasing through her pubic fur, close enough to send tingles through his sensitized sister, his other hand lightly gripping his fully erect shaft and stroking himself, his soaked fingers painting her pussy juices over his cock.

Cat whined wordlessly, hating to say what he wanted but knew he’d just keep teasing her. He’d gotten her so close… “Please… stick your dick in your big sister.” She whispered, “Fuck me, cum in me,” and held him tight as she finished, “breed me.”

“No swearing, sis.” he joked, standing upright and lifted Cat’s legs up to his waist, pulling her closer to the edge of the bed and into the perfect position, “How can I refuse my sexy sister, when she begs like that?” he gave her a wink before driving his eager shaft into her waiting sex, burying his length until his hips met hers, pressing her down into the mattress, both raccoons giving out unrestrained moans.

Though neither said it, they were both thinking that coming together at home, having sex here, was so much better than sneaking around to do it at school, worrying about getting caught. So much more comfortable, too.

The room was filled with the muffled ‘fwump’ of their furred hips meeting, and the wet ‘squelch’ of Jose’s shaft sliding in and out of his sister, the occasional moaning cry as Catherine repeatedly came, and the warm musk of sex.

“Mmn, Cat…” Jose panted, his hips rolling back and forth, jostling his sister and sending her tits wobbling, “I’m going to cum!”

“Give it to me!” came Cat’s breathless reply, “Pour it in me, breed me!” and hooked her ankles at his lower back, feeling his thrusts become shorter and rougher.

“Mmmfffuck!” Jose groaned, pressing hard against his sister as he came, his cock throbbing and twitched as it flooded Cat’s cunt with his cum. “Gods, I haven’t cum that hard in so long…” he panted out, leaning forward to lay over his sister, propping himself up on his elbows, “It’s a good thing you’re on birth control.” He said with a chuckle.

Catherine was too tired to give her brother her usual rebuke, only giving him a tired smack on his back, and nodded as he spoke. While she regularly came during sex, she’d never had repeat orgasms like that before. It left her more exhausted than she’d ever been.

“It’s a good thing we’ll be able to do it however, whenever we want, soon.” She whispered, reminding her brother of why they had been in his room together to begin with. “We should get back to work.”

Jose chuckled “Yeah, but… I want to stay like this for a few minutes.” He said, nuzzling into her neck again. “I love you, sis.”