Big Brother - After-School Snack
#6 of Big Brother
Eric came home with a jaunty step, the ocelot grinning as he let himself inside. He'd told his friends - and what teenage boy didn't enjoy bragging, just a little - and better still, once they got over their surprise, they'd been pretty okay with it.
They'd chatted a bit more, after his revelation, until Theo had to go for an appointment and so the other two had headed off towards their respective homes.
Now the ocelot stepped down the hallway, peeking into the rooms as he passed. His mother was in the living room, reading, and he gave her a wave as she smiled up at him.
"Oh, hello Eric. How was school today?"
"Fine.. got back our book reports," he replied, tailtip twitching a bit as he came to a stop in the doorway.
"How did you do?"
Eric shrugged. "B plus," he replied.
"Well, just keep trying," his mother said with a nod. "I know you can do even better if you work at it."
Eric sighed to himself, but just nodded. "Yeah, mom..." he said, starting to continue onwards when her voice stopped him.
"By the way, Eric -" she began, and he turned back towards her. "Is there something going on with Sara?"
The ocelot paused, stunned and doing his best to keep anything from showing in his face. Scrambling for a reply, he said "Uh.. what do you mean?" and immediately cursed himself for that having said such a stupid thing.
"She was in your room last night.. has she been having nightmares again?" his mother asked.
The question seemed innocent enough, much to Eric's relief. "Oh, uh.. no. It was just the storm woke us, and we ended up staying up a while talking, and sort of feel asleep like that.." he quickly explained, drawing on something innocuous instead of the actual events.
His mother nodded, seeming to buy the fib. "All right. You'll tell me if there's anything the matter, right?"
Eric nodded. "O-of course!" he said, just a bit too eagerly, and dashed off down the hall.
"Dinner's in an hour!" his mother called out after him before she turned back to her book.
A few yards down the hall, Eric paused to give a sigh of relief. He didn't think she suspected anything out of the ordinary, but he suppose'd have to be more careful in the future, to make sure she didn't start.
He padded upstairs, to where his and Sara's rooms were, and peeked inside through her partly-open door. Sara was lying on her bed on her belly as her plush unicorn trotted over the hill of her pink pillowcase.
Eric giggled under his breath, taking a moment to appreciate the curve of her rump with her long tail swaying behind it, and then gently pushed the door open, sneaking in.
Sara made the unicorn whicker as it reached the crest of the hill, and then squeaked in surprise as Eric pounced at her and began tickling at her sides. She squirmed, giggling, as his fingers traced up and down over her shirt, and then finally ended up resting on her hips.
"Hiya," Eric said, leaning in to give a kiss behind her ear.
Panting from the tickles, Sara wriggled around onto her back to face him. "Heh.. hi..." she replied, smiling up.
Eric grinned, leaning in and kissing her on the lips firmly, his thoughts of caution dimmed by his attraction. She kissed him back, more gently, and he purred as he felt the warmth of her body against his.
His muzzle parted to let his tongue press out, teasing at her lips until they opened as well, and then slipping into her mouth to play with her tongue and along her teeth.
Sara purred softly, closing her eyes as Eric kissed her and his fingers stroked down along her sides, petting now instead of tickling. She put her arms around his shoulders, petting lightly along the back of his head.
Eric's fingers reached the bottom of Sara's shirt and snuck beneath it, pulling it up with them as he stroked back up along her sides, slowly exposing her lean tummy.
Sara shivered as Eric's tongue explored her muzzle, and her eyes opened again as he broke the kiss, smiling down at her. He lifted his body up a bit from hers to pull the shirt up further, exposing the eleven year old's flat chest.
Eric smiled, looking down at his sister's body with the shirt rumpled around her shoulders, seeing the soft spotted fur. His fingers wandered up from her sides, stroking along undeveloped chest until they found one of the warm nubs of nipple and curling around it, giving a tweak that made her gasp and arch her chest up.
The ocelot boy giggled, seeing her reaction, and his fingers wandered to the other nipple, giving it a little twist that made her shiver and squeak again, her eyes fluttering closed.
Sara's eyes opened again to give a glare down at Eric, but he missed it entirely as he nuzzled down along her belly, moving from spot to spot like some sort of connect-the-dots as he took in her warm scent.
Reaching the top of her shorts, he paused, stroking his fingers down over the fabric lightly to trace along the curve where joins to leg, continuing down along her inner thigh.
"Hey, Sara?" he asked, looking up at her with a hopeful smile.
Sara didn't have it in her to keep glaring, especially at the feel of that gentle touch to her leg. "What is it?"
"Can I try something?" asked the ocelot, his fingers moving back up, resting on the waist of her shorts.
"All right..." she murmured after a moment, melting under his smile.
Eric grinned, curling his fingers around the waist of her shorts and tugging them downwards as Sara lifted her rump a little to let them slide down. He tugged them down past her knees and then off entirely, letting them fall to the ground as he stepped back a moment to push the door closed.
Then he turned back to Sara, smiling, and crouched back down between her legs, gently pressing on her inner thighs to spread them.
Sara looked down as her legs spread apart, curious what he meant to do, still dressed as he was. Eric grinned back before ducking his head down between her legs, giving a slow lick along her slit with his raspy tongue.
She shivered a little at the sensation, and he smiled, reaching up to caress her folds with his fingers and then gently draw them apart and get a good look between.
Eric purred softly as he took a good look at his sister's pink cunt. There was the rounded nub of her hooded clit, nestled near the top, and his tongue rasped out to brush teasingly along the hood, taking in the sweet, slightly spicy scent of the immature ocelot.
Sara moaned, her hips giving a little jerk at the lick, and her brother grinned. Looking down further, he found two little openings, tongue brushing past the first to curl around the rim of the lower as he tasted the sweet and sour flavor there.
Her brother slid one finger along the soft skin of her inner folds, exploring, and then pressed it lightly against her deeper opening. Pressing there lightly, he licked up along that central line again, swirling his tongue around her clit and feeling how her opening shivered against his touch as he did.
Slowly the warm pink button poked out from its hood, letting Eric's tongue rasp softly against it as his finger pressed inwards to her tunnel, feeling the ridged texture of her inner walls and the way they pulsed softly, embracing his pressing finger.
He purred, slowly letting it slip deeper as Sara's hips lifted to press back and she moaned, and his raspy tongue stroked out along her inner folds - first one way, then the other, dragging along the sensitive flesh from the radial point of her clit.
Sara's fingers reached down to rest in his head, grasping at the fur as she moaned and rolled her hips, her passage squeezing down around his finger, relaxing a bit to press further onto it. Eric nuzzled through her slit, bumping his pink nose to her nub and then giving it another swirling lick, and her shudder was apparent to his eyes and finger both.
Then the ocelot, his finger inside his sister to the second joint, carefully wrapped his lips around her sensitive nub in a kiss, grinding his finger back and forth inside her as she began to buck back against it and moan. His tongue flickered out, kissing her clit deeply, teasing that little bit of flesh as it made his little sister shudder.
Sara's body shook, the ocelot panting and moaning as her hips ground back against Eric's hand and pressing lips. With a breathless yowl, her hips arched up off the bed, squeezing down hard in orgasm.
Eric purred, drawing his lips off her clit to watch her expression, soft and unfocused as waves of pleasure ran through her body and peaked in those gripping squeezes around his finger inside her. The intensity of those pulses started to push him out, and he let it, finger slowly withdrawing as the shudders receded.
Sara moaned again, relaxing back onto the bed limply as the final shivers of pleasure ran through her body and Eric petted softly along her outer folds once more.
With a final pet along her damp folds, Eric climbed up the bed to lie alongside her sister, kissing her intently as he hugged her close, his cock rock-hard in his jeans as it pressed against her side.
"Ohh.." Sara managed after a moment, a little shiver of aftershock running through her slender body. Eric purred, kissing along her cheek.
"Sara? Will you.. try doing that for -" Eric began, and was cut off by mother's voice calling them to dinner from downstairs.
His sister giggled softly, and gave him a kiss. "After dinner," she agreed. Eric nodded, and helped her put her clothes back on before they ran down the stairs, detouring through the bathroom to wash hands and faces in what was, under the circumstances, a quite essential step.