Big Brother - Good Morning
#3 of Big Brother
Morning came, as it usually did, light pouring through the window of Eric's room to illuminate the teenaged ocelot's bed as his alarm clock went off beside.
His arm flailed out, silencing the alarm, and then he yawned, drifting towards the half-awake state that sometimes took three or four pounds of the snooze button to get through. His other arm was pinned, though, with a warm weight that he recognized as his younger sister's body, curled in against him. That's right, there'd been a storm last night... she'd been scared, and come to bed, and...
Eric's eyes suddenly flew open as he remembered what had happened then, his nostrils flaring and catching the telltale scents of musk and cum that lingered in the air, the presence of his usual morning wood making him blush as he recalled where that cock had been during the night.
Awkwardly, he tried to shift away before she awoke fully, wondering what to do - could he pretend it had been a dream? But how, with the evidence so clear to the senses in those scents, that stickiness on her belly and thighs?
Sara mumbled something in her sleep, and put her arm across his chest firmly, cuddling herself close and nuzzling up at his cheek to give it a soft kiss, and Eric sighed. There was no escaping from this, it seemed; so he leaned down, kissing the younger feline between her ears, and murmured, "Hey, sis..." before trailing off, not sure what to actually offer as explanation.
Her eyes drifted open, blurring into focus, and then her face turned into a smile as she woke up enough to recall where she was, and who with. "G'morning..." she murmured sleepily, rolling over onto her back to stretch, arching her back and extending her limbs in a way that made Eric's breath catch in his throat a little, looking at her lithe young body.
He blushed, looking downwards. This helped less than he'd hoped, because of the tent his shaft was making in the sheets. Looking up again, he saw Sara looking at him, smiling.
"I had a weird dream last night..." she began, and his blush got even hotter.
"It..." Eric started to reply, and then fell silent, too afraid to say anything.
Not noticing, his sister continued, her fingers trailing down along her belly towards her mound as she remembered. "All kinda warm and sticky and..." she paused, as her fingers brushed down between her legs and found that same stickyness there, making her spotted fur clump together and feel faintly wet.
Eric swallowed, seeing the dawning realization in her face, and began again. "It.. wasn't a dream, Sara..."
She hesitated a moment, then slowly nodded, her fingers brushing along her folds softly, exploring them as though they were something new, changed by that experience.
Watching the motions of her hand underneath the sheet and hearing the soft squelches as she touched damp folds, Eric felt his shaft throb longingly, but he didn't dare speak, afraid of what would happen if she decided she was angry - if she hated him, if she called for their parents and... he didn't even want to think about the amount of trouble he'd be in, for that.
He was entirely unprepared for what she actually said, head tilted to one side and brown eyes soft as they looked to his downcast ones.
"Do.. you want to do it again?"
"I.." The words practically stumbled over each other as his eyes sought hers. "Oh, yes. Oh, god, yes.. you.. you're beautiful, sis..."
Sara smiled, that same warm smile that had always made Eric love her, and now made his shaft twitch as she leaned up to kiss him softly on the lips, and hug her to him as he kissed her back wantingly.
Holding her close in that embrace, his cock ground against her belly, warm and eager and leaving dribbling spots of clear pre among the dark ones already there. He moaned softly, unable to resist any longer, and pressed her back against the bed, rolling over with her to lie atop her, his hips twitching to grind against hers as his long tail twitched behind.
Sara's squeak of surprise gave way to a soft purr, her fingers petting along his sides softly as she pressed her lips to his again in a happy kiss. His hips lifted and drew back, rubbing his barbed cock along the fur of her belly, and her legs spread apart, toes brushing along the soft fur of his calves.
As Eric kissed his sister, purring and parting his lips a little to pant, his shaft slowly worked its way down along her belly, drifting through the fur with each thrust until it bobbed down between her thighs and those little jerks pushed it against her folds, the tapered tip slipping between them into soft warmth.
Eric purred throatily, kissing harder as he thrust again, his cock sliding once more into her warm young passage. She moaned, her lips opening against his kiss as she felt him filling her, his barbs teasing along her inner walls with no pain, this time, just that pleasure of hard shaft inside her.
His tongue pressing into her open muzzle, Eric kept pressing his cock inwards as well, his hips drawing back and pushing inwards, gradually thrusting more and more of his eager length into her tight, slippery passage.
She purred, chest vibrating against his own as she ground back up against him, shuddering as she found her clit pressing up against his fur, that intense sensation making her want more.
Sara pressed herself up against his thrusts downwards, shivering as her arms went around his middle to hold him close as she had on many nights before to seek comfort, but now with his cock sinking deeply inside her, filling her until his sheath pressed up against her sensitive nub, teasing it with silky fur and making her hips jerk up to meet his.
Eric kept up his eager humping, moving faster as he did, his horniness leading him to pound against his little sister, slamming his cock in deeply and drawing it back with the barbs scraping along her walls - and her moans making him purr and intensify it further, led on by her evident pleasure and his own.
His tail lashing, Eric felt his body begin to reach the point of no return, hips rocking back and forth vigorously to bury himself in the clinging passage of his sister, shuddering in her embrace as he began to unload more hot cum inside her, barbs twitching.
Sara shuddered together with him, her lips seeking his for another kiss as she ground up against his twitching shaft, the fur of his sheath against her swollen clit. She moaned as her passage clenched down, squeezing out an orgasm to match his that made Eric gasp at the intensity around his cock as it filled her with sibling seed.
Shivering as his orgasm came to an end, Eric collapsed happily against his sister, nuzzling at her cheek and moaning as her body squeezed around him another time, less hard but still intense around his cock, newly sensitive post-orgasm.
"That was great..." he murmured, purring. "I -"
Whatever Eric was about to say then was cut off by a sharp rap on the door, and their mother's voice calling in, "C'mon, kids! You'll be late for school! Let's go!"
Eric's look changed from dreamy bliss to sheer terror of being caught, and Sara took only a few moments longer to figure out why it would be bad for mother to find them like this. "Coming, mom!" Eric called out, pulling out hurriedly with a wet squelch and starting to search for something to wear as Sara did the same.
It only took them a few moments to cover themselves, Eric in jeans and a t-shirt, Sara in a pair of shorts Eric had outgrown and one of her shirts that had gotten put there by mistake, and they had time for another quick kiss by the door, Sara stretching up as Eric leaned down, before they had to head out and face their parents and the day, together.