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Okay, first release of the new year. A lot of readers requested a continuation of 'My Inspiration,'

so I reluctantly wrote this. I'm not overly happy with it, but I guess it serves its purpose, as I did have an erection during the Yiff scene. This story contains Male on Female sexual acts between two wolves that happen to be related. If that's not your cup of tea then don't read it, otherwise ...

• enjoy.

My Perfection

The idle rumble of the massive Charger slowly increased in pace as Tommy turned the screw adjusting the tension on the throttle cable, allowing the massive butterfly valves over the carburetors to open sligtly more and take in more air at the idle speed. The twin chrome tips on the exhaust pipes picked up from a rough chug to a deep solid tone. The large wolf smiled to himself as he heard the harmonus tone of the massive powerplant giving thanks for the added fuel/air mix.

He ran his paw over the jet black finder, admiring his beautiful piece of machinary. To Tommy, (as most car enthusiests,) the '68 Charger was more than a car; it was a living breathing work of art. The massive 440 cubic-inch powerplant was fed by two fourbarel 1050cc carburetors on top of a custom built aluminum intake manifold. Stacked on the carburetors was a supercharger with two blowers, the uppermost sitting a full twelve inches out of the hood when the deck lid was down.

Mostly satisfied with the sound of the engine at an idle of about 2200 rpms, Tommy closed the hood and delicately wiped the well waxed paint where his paws had touched. After bringing the show quality polish back to a mirror shine, Tommy stepped over to the driver's side door and turned the ignition off through the rolled down window.

Tommy heard a shuffle behind him as the engine ceased motoring. He turned around to see his fourteen year old sister idley making her way down the paved path from the front door towards the driveway. The large wolf turned to his sibling and smiled tenderly.

"What's up sis?" He asked in a playful tone.

"Oh ... nothin'." She replied with an almost whiny tone.

"Sure ..." Tommy said as he walked over to her and scooped her up in his arms.

The younger wolf giggled as her brother lifted her up and held her close.

"You can't fool me, silly girl. I know when something's bothering you."

"Sometimes ... Sometimes I think you love that car more than me." She said in a quasi-serious tone.

"You know that's not true." He said as he hugged her. "You know I like you slightly more."

"Then how come you pay more attention to your car than me?" She whined.

"I like to work on her in my days off, it helps me unwind."

"But, we haven't spent the night together in almost a week."

"That's because mom's been home, and she doesn't want us sleeping together just yet. She's still coming to grips with finding out that we have feelings for each other." Tommy explained as he slowly lowered her back to the ground on her foot paws.

Corrie turned her gaze towards the ground, but her brother eased his paw under her chin and lifted it back up to him.

"You know we can't just go behind mom's back. That wouldn't be right."

"Yeah, I know." Corrie pouted. "But those two nights together were wonderful. I want you to hold me like that every night."

"Just be patient, sis. Mom will come around to it, but it'll just take her awhile." The older wolf tried to reassure her, but his younger sister continued to pout. "Okay, I'll try talking to mom again. I'm not going to force her to make a decision though, all right?"

Corrie looked at Tommy and nodded her head. He pulled her into a tender hug, rubbing her back reassuringly as she stood in the embrace with her arms around his waist. Tommy slowly eased her out of it, and looked back down at her again.

"Don't you need to get to practice? It's almost 4:30."

"Yeah ..." She responded, somewhat distant.

"Oh, what's wrong now, silly girl? A few weeks back all you could talk about was finally making the cheerleading team.

"It's just, it's not really what I expected. I'm the only wolf on the squad, and I'm ... I'm also the biggest girl on the squad."

"You can't tell me that you're fat, silly girl. I've seen that tummy up close and personal."

"No, I'm just ... a wolf. The other girls are vixens, rabbits and stuff. None of them can lift me, so they don't let me try the really fun stuff. They don't really treat me very well."

"Mmm ... You know, that's what I hated the most about school. Kids can be so damn cruel to one another. Would you feel any better if I came with you?"

Corrie looked up at Tommy smiling and nodding her head vigorously, but then she looked back at the ground and sighed.

"Our coach doesn't want anyone there to interrupt the practices."

"Well, is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"

"I want to spend the night with you Tom. I want to wake up in your arms every morning."

Tommy nodded his head softly, and then looked back towards the house.

"As soon as you leave, I'll go talk to mom. I'll see what I can do." He said as he took Corrie's paws in his. "Now hurry up or you're going to be late."

Corrie looked at him and nodded, trying her best to maintain a smile. She let her paws slide out of her mate's and padded down the driveway towards the street. Tommy watched the bounce in her step as she walked towards the school, her tail swishing as she moved. He couldn't help but feel a little dirty, leering at his fourteen year old sister.

Tommy opened his driver's side door, rolled up the window and locked it before walking back in the open garage door of the house. The large wolf stopped at the door at the far end of the garage. He put his paw on the handle and sighed heavily. Turning the knob, he opened the door and stepped into the house.

Walking down the hallway to his right, he stepped into the kitchen. He saw his mother standing with her back to him by the counter that ran the length of the two back walls, with breaks only for appliances. Tommy took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Stepping forward, he made his way over to where his mother was standing, stopping just behind her. Her shoulder length graying blond hair softly bounced as she was chopping vegetables on a cutting board.

"Mom?" Tommy said softly.

His mother stopped chopping and slowly put down the knife, she turned around to face her son, who stood a full head higher than her.

"What is it, Tom?" She asked in a sincere tone.

"I'd like to speak with you, about Corrie." Tommy began.

At that his mother swallowed hard, and briefly looked away from him. It was something they hadn't discussed since the second day after she had caught the two of them together. She looked back at Tommy and shook her head.

"I don't know what else to tell you, Tom. I don't want you sleeping with your sister." She said after a long pause.

"I ... I can understand why you feel that way, but Corrie's been asking me about it a lot. I know it might be hard to grasp, but as we both explained, we love one another. I asked Corrie to be my mate, and I-"

"Stop." She said, cutting him off. "You can't do that Tom, you know you can't. Not only that, you slept with her the day you broke up with Alliena. I can't help but think you're using her for some sort of rebound-"

"That's enough!" Tommy yelled, this time cutting his mother off. "Corrie and I want to be together. If getting a place of my own when she's eighteen is what it takes, then that's what we'll do." Tommy paused as he put his paws on his mother's shoulders. "I know this isn't a conventional relationship, but Corrie and I want it to work. We're willing to do what it takes, or wait as long as it takes."

"Tommy ..." His mother said in a soft tone as she brought her paws up to his. "Would you ... really leave me all alone?"

"Mom ..."

"It's been so difficult since your father left us. You were all grown up, but Corrie was so small. I still remember, at the funeral ..." Her words started to slowly trail off, and she stifled a sob. "Corrie didn't even know what was going on. She asked why everyone was so sad, and she asked-" She couldn't finish before she started crying.

"She asked where dad was." Tommy said as he pulled his mother into a hug.

"I- I need to be alone ... please finish chopping the vegetables Tom." She said as she eased out from his embrace and quickly padded out of the kitchen.

Tommy looked at the floor, laying his ears back and sighing heavily. He slowly dragged the knife off the cutting board and looked it over. Sighing once again, he stepped up to where his mother had been and began chopping the vegetables. After all of the vegetables were diced, he sat the knife back on the cutting board.

Looking around the counter top, he saw the various cooking utensils and ingredients. Though he had a good idea what his mother was going to prepare, he decided not to attempt it himself, if for no other reason than his cooking skills were far inferior to his mother's. He turned and walked out of the kitchen.

On his way past the living room, he glanced in to see if his mother was there, but she wasn't He continued down the hall towards the master bedroom. He was about to knock on the door when he noticed it cracked open. He peeked inside through the opening. His mother was face down on the bed with her face buried in her pillow. Tommy eased the door open and stepped inside.

"Mom?" Tommy said softly as he sat down on the bed.

"Tom." He heard his mother say as she slowly lifted her head off the pillow.

There were two wet spots where her eyes had been. She sat up on the bed and eased closer to her son. Tommy put his arm around her and hugged her close to him, stroking her arm with his paw reassuringly. She rested her head on his shoulder, taking a moment to wipe the tears out of the corners of her yes before looking up at Tommy.

"I didn't mean to snap at you."

"I know mom, and I didn't mean to yell at you either."

"When I saw ... you and Corrie together. I was so angry. I felt like you had both betrayed me. I can't really explain why I felt that way."

"You felt like we had let you down?" Tommy asked as he hugged her.

"That played a part in it I'm sure." She paused as she looked up into her son's eyes. "I took Corrie to the doctor's office not long after I got back from Janice's house. I had her out on birth control."

"Why was that?"

"Because, I knew that I couldn't keep the two of you apart. It was more than that though. When I saw the two of you together, the way you were holding her, it reminded me so much of how your father used to hold me. I knew you two were going to hold onto that. It's something I would have never let go of." She paused as she shied her gaze back down. "And I feel really guilty now."

"Why would you feel guilty, mom?"

"Because I was jealous." She said as she looked back up at Tommy's face. "That probably sounds silly doesn't it? I was jealous of my pups because they had something that I no longer did anymore."

"Mother ..." Tommy looked away from her, almost ashamed. "I never even thought that Corrie and I would ... hurt you that way. I'm so sorry."

"No, Tom. You don't have to be sorry. All that I'm going to ask is you be discrete. I don't know how I would ever explain this to anyone else. Take care of your sister. Love her the way your father loved me. If you can do that, I can learn to live with your relationship."

"Mom." Tommy pulled his mother into a big hug, wrapping his arms around around her. "Thank you, mother."

Tommy's mother weakly returned the embrace, laying her head against Tommy's chest. She listed to the rhythm of his breathing and heartbeat. She was about to pull away when she felt his paw slide down her back. He slid his paws all the way down to her waist, and then he shifted himself until he was easing her back into a laying position.

"What are you doing, Tom?" She asked a little confused by his actions.

"I want to give you something, mom." Tommy answered as he slowly eased down onto her.

"Tom! Get off of me!" She said as she tried to work herself free.

"Please, you've been alone. Let me help." Tommy said as he leaned down and gently but firmly bit her neck.

"Tom ... No." His mother said as she felt the dominate bite on her neck, but her voice was barely louder than a whisper. "You can't ..." She wrapped her arms around him and raked her claws over his back.

Tommy worked his paws in between their bodies, working at the button on her jeans. He worked her button loose and eased his finger down her zipper. Easing his paws inside her waistline, he pulled her jeans down to her thighs. As he slid his thumbs under the waistline of her black, lace lined panties, she quickly grabbed him around his wrists.

"Tom, no! You can't do this." She told him firmly, trying her best to hold her senses together.

Tommy replied by biting her neck a little more firmly and growling. He pulled her panties down despite his mother trying to hold his paws. She squeaked and moaned at the feel of her son clamping down on her neck. After a few moments of struggling against him, she realized that she wouldn't be able to stop him, and she wondered if she even really wanted to. Tommy pushed her panties down into her jeans, and shortly after was almost overwhelmed by the scent of his mother's vagina.

Tommy slowly released his mother's neck and pulled his head back. He eased his muzzle down against his mother's, pressing his lips to hers. She squeaked softly at the feel of her son kissing her, but soon resolved herself to it and embraced him. She parted her lips as Tommy pushed his tongue into her maw, stroking up with her own to meet him. Tommy held the kiss until it was almost fiery, but pulled away before his mother lost herself completely to her repressed desire.

"Mom, are you in heat?" Tommy asked as he looked down at her.

Her only reply was to shyly nod her head at him as she bit her bottom lip. Tommy smiled at her as he lifted himself off. No sooner was he off her that her paws were under the bottom of her shirt and she was peeling it off. Tommy chuckled lightly at the sight of his mother hurriedly stripping herself. Tommy grabbed her pants again and pulled them down to her foot paws. He slipped her house shoes off her feet, and pulled her pants and panties off. Tossing them on the floor where his mother had discarded her shirt, he paused as he looked over her body.

Her legs were slender up to her thighs, which were slightly pudgy but by no means fat. Her stomach was rounded, and her hips a little wide, the effects of middle age and baring two children. Her breasts were still very firm and full, and slightly larger than his sister's still developing breasts. Her base fur color was deep gray, like Tommy's and Corrie's, but unlike her children, the cream patch down her front was limited to her tummy.

Tommy eased his paw up her thighs, and then pushed his fingers down between her legs. His mother tried to hold her legs together as Tommy rubbed his fingerpad over her warm and moist slit. She let a long moan escape from her muzzle as she pressed her legs together tighter. Tommy again chuckled as he slowly withdrew his fingers from between her legs.

"Just let it happen, mom." Tommy paused as he brought his moistened fingertips up to his muzzle and inhaled her scent deeply. "Mmm ... Your body wants it. Your body needs it."

"Gods Tom. I ... I do need it. I know it's wrong, but gods, I need it." She said with a quiver.

Tommy smiled down at her as he unfastened his belt. He quickly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, and pulled his boxers down below his swollen sheath. Almost the entire length of his member was exposed, and the tip dripped with his canid member. His mother's eye widened as she admired her son's penis, but she shied her eyes away as an intense realization of what she was about to do overcame her.

"It's okay, mother. I know you've seen it before."

"You ... you were only ten the last time. You've ... you've grown up, Tom." She said as she looked back towards his pulsing and swelling member.

Tommy smiled as he slowly eased off her, and stood up on the floor beside the bed. He dropped his pants and boxers to the floor and kicked them off over his bare foot paws. As he was easing back onto the bed, his mother took his paws and coached him up towards her. Tommy carefully straddled her body and eased up until his length rested against her breasts. She took her paws and pressed her soft mounds together around his length. Tommy smiled softly at her as he rocked his hips forward, sliding the tip of his length up past her breasts. She leaned down and pushed her lips against the tip.

Tommy eased his paws down behind his mother's head. He gently pulled her head towards him as he thrust his hips forward. She opened her mouth and let his member slide in past her lips, and the strong musky taste of his pre teased her tongue. She closed her eyes as she tasted the masculine fluid for the first time in over ten years. Her whole body shivered underneath her son, and her tongue began to greedily lap at his tip.

Before she got too carried away, Tommy eased back and slowed his thrusts slightly. His mother whimpered a little as he took his member away from her muzzle. He chuckled a little before he slid his paws up to her breasts and held them even tighter together. He again began thrusting more quickly; grinding his furry sack against her chest each time he thrust. Tommy's mother moaned as her son's member slid against her breasts. She could feel his member pulse and swell.

As Tommy's knot started swelling, he abruptly stopped. His mother cracked her eyes open and looked up at him, nearly pouting. The large wolf peeled off his shirt and threw it to the side, then eased his way back down, leveling his hips with his mother's. He eased himself down until the tip of his member rubbed against her thighs. He lowered himself down onto her, easing his weight against her, but she kept her legs together. Tommy began to grind his member up and down her thighs.

"Tom, we really shouldn't ..." She told him as she shied her eyes away.

Tommy's reply was a rough bite on the side of her neck and a growl. His mother gasped and shuddered. He gripped the underside of her thighs behind her knees, and then lifted and spread her legs apart. Tommy forcefully pushed his member up against his mother's moist slit and pushed it in almost to the hilt. His mother gasped as she felt her son push deep inside of her, his length pulsing and throbbing against her crevasse walls.

He growled and grunted loudly as he began to pump vigorously in and out of his mother. It wasn't too long before she lifted her legs and wrapped them around Tommy's body. She gripped the sheets tightly with her paws as her son's body impacted against hers over and over. She began to moan loudly as she tightened her grip with her legs around Tommy.

Tommy's knot swelled as he pushed in and out of his mother until the thick bulb at the base of his shaft was too wide to casually slide inside. He rammed his knot against her moist lips as her muscles began to constrict around his shaft. Tommy released her neck from his muzzle and nuzzled at her cheek.

"Tommy! Oh gods! I'm cuming!" His mother cried as she reached up, wrapped her arms around him and gripped his fur tightly in her paws.

Tommy's only reply was to increase the speed and force of his thrusts. His mother moaned loudly and tossed her head back, curling her toes as an intense orgasm rushed over her. Tommy felt her muscles squeeze and release his member, and a flood of her nectar dampened his fur. As the orgasm receded, she leaned up and pressed her muzzle against his.

"Tommy ..." She whispered to him. "Tie me, Tom."

Tommy grabbed her waist and held her firmly. He pulled his member nearly all the way out before he slammed back into her. The knot pressed against her lips on the inward thrust, and the lips of her vagina letting a little more of the knot inside her each time. Tommy lifted her body against him as he slapped against her. His member sprayed the light pre inside her, his own orgasm quickly building.

The length of his thrusts shortened but his intensity against his mother's pussy increased. Finally, he pushed his hips against her as hard as he could as he pulled her up against him. His knot suddenly slipped inside his mother with a loud and wet sound. She opened her eyes wide as she felt the thick knot force its way inside her. His mother began to pant, letting her tongue hand out of the side of her muzzle. The intense feel of her son's penis locked inside her pulsing and throbbing once again pushed her over the edge.

Tommy moaned as he felt his mother squeeze against him again. Her orgasm wasn't as powerful as the first one, but the knot was teased by the muscle contractions. Tommy began to rock his hips against his mother, enjoying the feel of his member sliding slightly deeper inside her and then back out until the knot held him in.

"Tom ... Pull it back out Tom." His mother said as she ceased panting and caught her breath.

"Mom?" Tommy asked a little concerned, worried that the full knot pulling out would hurt her.

"Trust me." She said as her paws caressed his back.

Tommy reluctantly eased his hips back until the tie held him in place. He slowly eased back forward, and then pulled back a little more quickly. Tommy repeated the process until he was moving at a quick pace.

"Don't worry Tom." His mother said as he rubbed his back. "Pull hard. I'll be fine."

Tommy complied with her request, pushing her body back against the bed as he pulled his hips back. He pulled until the sensation was almost painful, and was about to ease himself back down when he felt his knot begin to work back out. He grunted at the unique feel of his mother's opening struggling to hold him in, and was surprised when the full length of the knot popped out of his mother. His mother gasped and then let out a long contented moan.

"Tie me again, Tom." She said as she opened her eyes and looked up into her son's. "Tie me then pull it out."

Tommy nodded his head and then pushed his member back against his mother. He forced himself down until the knot slipped inside her again, though the resistance was slightly less. Tommy then pulled his member back out. Tommy eased back until it was borderline uncomfortable, but his knot slid out of her again with another wet pop. His mother shivered at the feel of his swollen bulb forcing its way out of her.

"That's it, Tom. Just like that." She leaned up and kissed his lips tenderly, and then pulled back. "Fuck that wonderful knot in and out of me."

Tommy couldn't help but chuckle at his mother. He'd never heard her swear before, let alone talk dirty. He slowly eased himself back into a quick rhythm, the lips of his mother's vagina gradually giving up their resistance. Tommy had never felt anything so intense, the grab and release on his knot sent shivers up his back as he thrust in and out.

"Tommy! Gods, Tom. Don't stop." His mother pleaded as she roughly gripped his fur in her paws.

Tommy tried his best to comply, but he felt his orgasm building quickly. He leaned down and pushed his face into the pillow, letting his muzzle rest on his mother's shoulder. With a loud growl, he forced his knot inside her as deep as he could, and his member shot jet after jet of his seed deep into her. He heard his mother giggle softly and felt her nuzzle along the top of his head.

"Mmm ... Oh Tom." She slowly released the rough grip on his back fur.

"Mmmn?" Tommy managed weakly as he looked up at her.

"You didn't last too long after you fucked me with that knot." She said teasingly.

"That was ..." Tommy paused as he shivered. "That was so intense. I couldn't hold it."

"Your father didn't last too long the first time he did, either."

Tommy felt his cheeks flush. He slowly lowered his head back down and kisses his mother tenderly. After sharing the short intimate kiss, he slowly lifted his body off her. He eased his arms under her and gently laid down beside her, easing her onto her side while staying tied.

"Tom?" She asked after a brief moment of laying in his arms. "Why did you do this?"

"You wanted me to." Tommy answered as he looked at her tenderly.

"But, you just cheated on your sister ... with your mother."

"No, you're family. It's not cheating if you're related." Tommy said as he smiled.

"You can't tell Corrie." She said a little concerned. "I don't think she'd understand. I'm ... I'm not sure I understand."

"Don't worry, mom." Tommy paused as he nuzzled her cheek. "And, anytime you need a man to hold you, don't hesitate to ask."

"I suppose you really are the man of the house now." She paused as she smiled a little. "May I ask you something, about you and Corrie?"

"Of course."

"Was ... was Corrie a virgin, when you slept with her."

Tommy nodded his head.

"You realize, you can't do what we just did with her, right?"

"Mom, I didn't know that was even possible. I promise I won't do anything to hurt Corrie." Tommy paused as he chuckled. "I'll break sis in slow."

Tommy's mother blushed deeply, shying her eyes away.

"I do have to ask though ..." Tommy said as he pressed his nose against his mother's. "How did you and dad figure that knot thing out? You two always seemed so reserved."

Tommy's mother laughed, and licked the end of Tommy's nose.

"We started that after you were born. I did exercises to get my body back in shape of course; pregnancy takes its toll. One night, probably a month after you were born, we were making love, and he tied me, but then he accidently pulled it back out. Ever since, when we got really into it, he's push inside and pull back out. Eventually, I guess I just got stretched enough that he could thrust his knot in and out." She paused as she rubbed her paw over his cheek. "And like I said, the first time he did that, he didn't last long. It took some practice before he could keep it up. Don't worry about it too much Tom, I'll break my pup in slow."

Tommy's eyes widened, and he looked away as he felt a deep embarrassment fill his face with hot blush. He heard his mother laugh at him as he eased as close as she could. They stayed locked together in their embrace and tie for several moments before quietly drifting off to sleep.

Several hours later, Tommy awoke his mother's empty bed. The smell of dinner cooking teased his nostrils. He eased out of the bed and stood up, stretching sleepily as the haze of his nap slowly washed away. He dressed himself and padded his way to the kitchen. He walked in to see his mother putting the final touches on the meal.

"Oh, Tom. Good timing. Corrie just called. It looks like it might start to rain, would you go pick her up?"

"Yeah ..." Tommy sighed as he glanced out the kitchen window. "But it better not rain on my car."

"I have no doubt you can outrun a few clouds in that monstrous thing."

Tommy laughed as he opened the garage door and walked out. The Charger roared to life, and Tommy eased out of the driveway and off towards his sister's school. He pulled up on the street in front of the school's gymnasium. He saw a group of girls in gym clothes standing out in front of the three sets of large double doors on the edge of the building. He killed the ignition and stepped out of the car. He noticed the middle school girls looking at him as he stood up out of his door, towering above the top of the car.

"Good afternoon, ladies. Could you tell Corrie her ride is here?"

"Um, sure." One of the girls in the group said and turned back towards the gym.

The other girls turned and talked to one another, more than likely whispering the typical girlish nonsense. A short time later, Corrie came out of one of the double doors. She quickly jogged towards the car when she saw her brother waiting for her. Tommy couldn't help but notice her tail wagging as she got closer.

"Hi, Tom!" She beemed happily as she opened the passenger door.

"Hey, sis." Tommy said as he got back in the driver's seat. "You seem high spirited."

"They threw me today!"

"Oh?"

"Yeah! It was so cool!"

Tommy nodded his head as he fastened his seatbelt, and Corrie quickly followed suit.

"I had a pretty good day too. Oh, by the way, how would you like to spend the night with me?"

"Really!?" She asked as she looked up at Tommy and wagged her tail.

"Yep!" Tommy replied as he started the car.

"Your talk with mom went well, then?"

"Oh yes. Better than I hoped it would." Tommy flipped the switch on the dash, enabling the line lockers.

He pressed the throttle and the rear tired began to spin. He watched the tachometer needle climb as the street behind him filled with white smoke. He took it up until the locked front tires began to slide. He let off the gas and let his tires stop. He flipped the toggle switch off and stomped the gas. The massive Charger roared and screamed, and nose lifted off the ground, the whole car twisted in the opposite direction of the engine motion, and the car was doing 60 before the front tires touched the pavement again.

Tommy looked over at Corrie, who had her eyes closed and she gripped the seat tightly. Tommy chuckled as he sped back towards his house.