{"sf1_id":724347,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Trouble at Roger's House.","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":3443,"posted_at":"2014-06-30T17:00:00.000Z","tags":["Cub","Deep Penetration","Deep Throat","Implied Incest","Lynx","M/F","Oral","Puma","Vaginal","size difference","teenager"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/724347-trouble-at-roger-s-house","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/724347","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=724347\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#1 of Roger That!\n\nAnother random story. Enjoy.","content":"                Life is\nfunny. Someone told me that once. Being in high school at the time, I sort of\nshrugged it off as the rant of a discontented twenty something. I came to\nrealize that he was making a general statement about life in general, not\nnecessarily his.  Life is very funny, and\nI don't necessarily mean that in a humorous way.                I first\nlearned this when my best friend, Roger, got sick. We hung together a lot. He\nwas as healthy as me, but one day we were hanging out when his stomach started\nhurting. To save you a lot of unnecessary detail, we called his parents who\npicked us up and ran him to the doctor. \nFrom there he went to the hospital to have his appendix out.                With us\nwere his younger brother and sister. They were both well behaved cubs. This\nwasn't always the case, as they both used to bug the hell out of us when we\nwere trying to play video games. I doubt they meant any harm. I think they just\nthought it was cool have a couple of \"older\" guys hanging around. Besides, they\nboth adored their brother, and I think they understood the seriousness of his\ncondition.                Emergency\nsurgery was thankfully short, and they got it out with only minor problems. He\nwent to recovery and from there to a room. Roger's mom and dad decided to stay,\nand wondered if I would be willing to stay at the house with the siblings. That\nthrew me for a loop, because I'm hardly babysitter material. I mean, I've\nwatched my own brother before, but that was different. On the other paw, at\nleast I knew them and they knew me. I said it was ok if it was ok with my\nparents. It turned it was.                 John\nwas the youngest of this cubs. He was an active little lynx who rarely stood still.\nMarie was Roger's only sister. She was in between in age. She was a pretty\nlittle thing who rarely talked unless she knew you. Then you couldn't get her\nto shut up. I figured one night wouldn't be a problem.                Roger's\ndad drove us to the house. He gave me a once down on the alarm system, showed\nme the fridge, and told me I could either sleep on the couch or use Roger's\nroom. While it was a bit weird sleeping in his bed, I opted for it for the\nprivacy and for his personal TV and game systems.                The two\nwere all excited to have me over, and I figured getting them to bed was going\nto be an ordeal. It was. We ordered pizza, watched television in the living\nroom and when eleven o'clock came around I sent them to bed. There was nothing\nbut whining. Their constant barrage was wearing thin. I finally threatened to\ncall their dad. They shut up and ran for their rooms.                Satisfied\nthe rest of my stay would be easy, I went to Roger's room, got undressed down\nto my boxers and climbed into his bed.  I\nlowered the lights and started playing one of his game systems. I hoped he\ndidn't mind. About a half hour into it, I saw a ghostly shape in the doorway. I\npaused the game and squinted into the darkness. It was Marie.                \"Hey!\nWhat are you doing still up?\"                \"I'm\nworried about Roger.\"                \"He'll\nbe fine!\"                She just stood there by the bed,\nlooking sad. \"Are you sure?\"                \"Pretty\nsure kiddo. The doctors said he'll be fine.\"                She\nstill just stood there. \"Mike. When I can't sleep from bad dreams, I sometimes\ncome down and stay with Roger.\"                \"So?\"                \"Roger's\nnot here.\"                \"I\nknow\"                \"Can I\nstay with you?\"                I\nrolled my eyes. I was just getting into the game. \"Fine. \" I moved over and\nmade room for her. She climbed up and snuggled close. It made me a little\nuncomfortable. But if she would happen to fall asleep, I could carry her back\nupstairs. I did my best to ignore her.                She\ncurled up and watched me play, keeping her mouth shut so as to not distract me.\nI guess she had done this with Roger, so she knew the drill. Ten minutes later\nshe shifted, and I hoped she was feeling sleepy. That was before I felt her\nhand tiptoe into my boxers. I froze, as you can imagine. The worst part was,\nher soft fingers were getting my cock excited.                I was\ntotally freaked out. I finally set the controller down and looked down at her.\n\"What the hell do you think you're doing?\" She pulled her hand back. At the\nsame time I cursed myself for saying anything. It had felt pretty good. But\nthis was my best friend's sister! And I might say - little sister!                \"Sorry.\nI sort of forgot that you weren't my brother.\"                What\nthey hell did they do together? My cock got harder thinking that my best friend\nhad been keeping secrets from me.                \"Marie?\nWhat do you and Roger do?\"                She was\nsuddenly shy. \"Nothing.\"                \"Your\nhand was getting rather personal. I don't consider that to be nothing.\"                \"I said\nI was sorry.\"                I was\nstuck for something to say. \"I didn't mind. You just surprised me.\"                She\nlooked up to see if I was lying. I think the look on my face spoke volumes.\n\"Really?\"                \"Well,\nI guess I didn't think about you that way?\"                \"What\nway?\"                \"Look\nMarie. I like you, but you're my best friend's little sister. I Don't want to\ngive anyone the wrong impression.\"                She\ngiggled. \"You mean Roger never told you?\"                \"Told\nme what?\"                Her\nhand went back into my shorts. This time she smiled a little as she returned to\nstroking my cock. \"We have fun when we can.\"                Fun?\nThis wasn't the type of fun brothers had with sisters! But I was hardly going\nto complain right now. This was better than doing it myself. \"Just what do you\ncall fun?\"                She\ngiggled. \"Are you really that stupid?\"                \"No,\nbut I guess I want to know what I can expect.\"                \"Well,\nyou're bigger, but I think that I can handle you!\"                My eyebrows\nwent up and my heart rate increased. \"Handle me?\"                \"Yes\nstupid. You know. You put your cock in me and we fuck?\"                \"You've\ndone that with Roger?\" My voice was rising in pitch.                \"Sure.\nHe likes that a lot!\"                I was\nsure he did. Some friend he was. But then again, how does one go about telling\nyou that he's screwing his little sister. I suppose it was one of those secrets\nyou really had to keep.                 \"So\nwhat do you get out of it?\"                \"Duh. I\nlike it too, but I don't get it much because you guys are always hanging out\ntogether. Plus of course we have to hide from everyone.\"                I\nstopped talking and thought. The family really trusted me, and here I was in\nbed with Roger's sister. I mean, it started innocently enough on my part, but\nnow I wanted to fuck her silly. Her paw was working my cock better than I\ncould. Of course, it helped knowing it belonged to a cute little sexy lynx.\nFunny how quickly my opinion of her changed. She was a few years younger and\nnot fully developed, but that seemed to spice it up.                At this\npoint I was stuck as to what I should do. Apparently she had no such qualms.\nShe worked down the top of my boxers until the top of my cock was exposed.                 \"Ooooh.\nYours is a lot different than Rogers! This should be fun!\"                She was\nright. Roger was a lynx, and I was a puma. \nI was a full head taller than he was, so sizably so more than Marie. I\nhoped she knew what she was getting into. I lifted my hips and she finished\nyanking them off. It was just noticing that she had on a long t-shirt, and\nnothing else but a pair of white panties.                I was\nready to help her undress, but she seemed to know what she was doing. She\nleaned over me and put her lips to my cock. I could feel her tongue pass across\nthe opening to my urethra. It sent a thrill through me. She engulfed the head\nof my cock and slathered it with saliva before sucking. She had the suction\npower of a vacuum cleaner!                I fell\nback against the pillows and groaned. She settled in on top of me and went to\nwork. I didn't think she would get the whole thing inside her, but she was going\nto give it her best try. I dug my paws into the sheets as she engulfed my cock\nwith her mouth, working it straight into her throat.  I didn't even know that was possible!                I so\nwanted to grab her head and hump her face, but part of me didn't want her to\nchoke, so I let her go. Anything I would get from this girl was more than I\nwould have gotten if I was at home, so I let her do as she pleased.                She\napparently wanted my cum pretty badly, because she was stroking may ball sack\nand the base of my cock with one of her paws. Occasionally a finger would rub\nacross my ass. This girl was hard core! I soon felt that telltale feeling\ninside. I knew I was going to erupt and I wasn't sure she was prepared for it.\nBut since she seemed to sense it coming, I let her go her thing.                 My hips\ncame off the bed, and at the same time her paws went under my ass.  She rocked her head back and forth until she\nwas literally pumping the fluid out of me. She pulled up so that the head of my\ncock was in her mouth and she sucked every last drop out and waited for more.\nShe kept sucking like she was a calf on a teat.                I\nfinally pulled her off. \"God damn Marie, leave me a little something left to\nwork with when I get older!\"                She\ngiggled, sputtering a little of my cum onto my belly. \"You're fun!\" She sat up,\npulled off her shirt and threw it on the floor. Next went her panties. She\nstood on the bed looking down at me.                 \"I bet\nyou'll fit tighter than Roger!\"                \"Marie,\nI don't know if I'll fit at all! Have you really screwed around with him?\"                \"Sure\nthing! It's a lot of fun. I told you already!\"                It was\nhard to imagine her in any kind of sexual way. Sure she was female, and her\nbreasts were nice, if a bit small. But she just had to much girlish energy. I\ncould imagine her still playing with dolls rather than fucking someone like me.\nOr Roger.                She was\nstroking life back into my cock. Oh, I wasn't flaccid, but at that in between\nstage where it was firm but not stiff. You know what I mean. If I was going to\nget into this underage hole, I was going to need all the rigidity I could\nmuster.                That\nthen lead me to thinking a little bit more about her.  The few girls that had gotten it on with me\nwere my age. I had figured out what they liked in the way of a little tongue\nand finger action. Now I was left pondering if Marie would like some of the\nsame.  I still had no idea what she and Roger\nhad been doing , but from the way things were going, I had to think it was\npretty intense.                Figuring\n I didn't have anything to lose,  I grabbed her and pulled her up to my face.\nDespite the dribble on her chin, I had no qualms about giving her a kiss. She had\nnone in returning it. It was feeling pretty good as our tongues met. She was\none little fireball!                She was\ntrying to line up with my cock, and as much as I wanted it, I felt I owed her a\nthing or two before we got to that point. I put my paws down to her crotch,\nslipping in a finger and halting her progress. She whined a little, but relaxed\nand relented. I worked my finger in, immediately wondering if she was going to\nbe able to take someone like me. Roger was smaller in all ways, but normal for\na lynx. Still, I found her hole so small that it was a wonder that he could fit\nin.                I wasn't\ngoing to be forcing the issue. The last thing I needed was to rip her open and\nhave to explain it to her parents. I worked in my finger, and she squirmed on\ntop of it. Her soft furry lips were firm and tight. I felt a little dirty doing\nthis, but since she was obviously into it, I carried on. She was soon humping\nmy finger like it was a little cock. She was dripping wet. It was totally nuts\nand I was totally loving it. I had intended to get my mouth down there. It\nappeared she wasn't going to give me a chance.                I\nhooked my finger so that it was rubbing on the inside ridge, where her pelvis\nbone was. I held my finger so still and rigid that after a while it cramped up.\nI didn't falter in my duty however and was rewarded when she went a little berserk.\nIn no time she was grunting and puffing, grinding down and nearly ripping my\nfinger from my paw. With a little yelp she collapsed on top of me, panting\nheavily.                 I pulled my hand out, making her jump. I had\nto work my fingers for a couple of minutes to get the feeling back in them. My\nmiddle one was sore.  I could live with\nit. Besides, there were other things to attend to. Seeing as my cock was hard\nas a rock, I shifted her body until I had her where I wanted her.                The tip\nof my cock slid in. After that, it was a matter of pushing down on her body while\nI drew up my knees to push. I was going farther in, but at a slow and\npainstaking pace. If she could take my whole cock, then I would buy her any\npresent she wanted! Well, any that I could afford I suppose.                I was\nexpecting her to complain. After all, this was bigger than anything she had\nhandled before. Of course, I was assuming. I had no idea who and what she had\nbeen doing. She pushed herself up on her paws and smiled down at me. \"You feel\npretty big Marcus. I think this is going to be fun!\"                Fun? I\nknew it was going to be fun for me, but not if I ripped her apart. \"Are you sure\nI'm not hurting you?\"                For an\nanswer, she pressed down with a mighty shove, gaining a few inches of depth\nbefore stopping. \"Nah. I'm tougher than I look.\"                I was\nthinking the opposite. She was soft and tender. And delicious. And tight as a\nknot hole. I was about half way in now, and so I pushed a little harder,\nfeeling her respond by doing the same. Like I said, if she could take all of\nme, I'd buy her something special.                We\nworked at it for a while, and to be honest, if she hadn't gotten me off\nalready, I would have blown before the fun really started. We worked at it\nuntil finally I was in. She had to feel like she had a Billy club stuck up inside\nher. I felt like my cock had merged with her tight, wet hole. Only the barest\nportion of my red-hot love rod was sticking out. I could feel the tip of it\npressing against her cervix. Now that I was where I wanted to be however, I was\nalmost afraid to move.                Thank\ngoodness she wasn't. She sat up and moved her legs along my side. She seemed so\nsmall sitting there. But what she lacked in age and stature she more than made\nup for in vitality and sensuality. She put her paws behind her head and began\nrocking back and forth; rising and falling in slow, measured movements. I don't\nthink she had a choice. There was going to be no speedy finish to our sex. She\nwas just too tight!                She\nleaned back and moved herself like a little dancer. Her hips gyrated to some\nsort of internal music that was playing in her head. Even her ears seem to move\nto a rhythm.  It was then that I remember\nthat she was in gymnastics. There was something to be said for athletic girls!                She was\ncertainly better than any other girl I had ever laid before. First off, I was always\nthe one of top. Having her in that position was pretty intense. Secondly, she\nwas almost in her own little dream world. It was like I wasn't even there. Some\nguys might have taken that as an insult, but me, I just chilled and enjoyed the\nshow. Her eyes were closed and her fingers were playing through her hair with\nall the grace of a swan. I patted around on the side table until I found my\nsmart phone. The next instant I had the best pic you could imagine. She never\nnoticed.                I didn't\nintend to show anyone. I intended to download it and save it to a hidden file\non my computer. I had no intention of telling anyone, and if she was this willing,\nI hardly needed to blackmail her. No, I took it because there would come a\npoint in my life when I would want to look back and make sure I hadn't dreamed\nthis all up. This pic was my flash frozen memory. Sort of a freeze frame if you\nwill.                The\nlonger this went on, the easier it got for her to move. Still, the slide up and\nthe slide back down seemed to occur in slow motion. I could feel every ridge\nand muscle inside her. When we ended up being finished, whenever that happened\nto be, I was considering getting down on my knee  and proposing to her. As it was, I was going\nto swear off all other girls if I could only have her.                Her\nbody was nonstop motion. After awhile she opened her eyes and stared down at\nme. Without a word she brought her arms forward and placed them on my chest.\nShe leaned down until she was laying flat on top of me. Her toes dug in and her\ntongue found my nipple. Her hips worked to press her back while her arms pulled\nher forward. Her speed increased with each pass until she was going so fast I\nwas sure the friction would fry her hole.                Her\npaws shifted to my shoulders, which instantly smarted from her nails. My cock\nwas soon feeling raw. It was a sensation overload; I was sure that when I came\nI was going to be getting pretty uncontrollable. She seemed to ignore anything\nabout me except the part she was impaled on. I could feel the head of my cock\nknocking on her little baby maker. She had to be leaving bruises! Any harder and\nI was going to be forced into a space reserved for unborn cubs!                I\nfinally had to do something. I grabbed her shoulders and pounded her down in\ntime with her movements. That made her squirm even more. God, I was so horny I\nhad to get off. I grabbed her in a death grip and slammed her down repeatedly...\nand with force. I figured that if she hadn't broken yet, she could take a\nlittle more. I felt the rise in my nuts as my sperm was loaded and fired. It spilled\nforth like a fire hose.                She\nwent rigid for a second before I could feel the tremors travel through her\nbody. They were focused where my cock was, buried deep inside her. When she was\nexpended, she fell in a heap on my chest. Ina few minutes she was snoring. That\nwasn't going to be the case for me. My cock was still buried, and now my hormones\nwere in a rage. She might be waking up again very, very soon. I smiled and\nstroked her hair."}