The Beach
The two tabby cat sisters excitedly walked off the hard surface of the parking lot and onto the soft, hot sand, standing either side of their father, holding his paws as they walked.. Amber, the slightly older of the two twins, wore a pink one-piece bather and her other sister, Claire wore a blue two-piece bikini, her bikini bottom covered slightly by a two-inch long skirt.
Trailing behind the trio was their father's new girlfriend, Patty. All ready to go into the water, the twins broke away from their father and raced each other to the water. Amber beat Claire, but only by a hair's breadth. The two kittens hit the water with childish ardor and before they knew it, they were both up to their nipples in the salty tide.
The beach wasn't as crowded as it could have been, but it was certainly populous on this sunny summer afternoon. The girls managed to find a small space of water to themselves. The pair splashed violently at each other, giggling and turning away to avoid getting the salt water in their eyes.
During a particularly strong barrage of splashing, Claire turned her head away and rapidly broke the water's surface with her paws in response. Giggling as her sister's splashes fell in vain on the side of her face, she didn't stop splashing even as her sister's splashes stopped. Only did her little paws cease their barrage when she felt a pair of paws on her swimsuit.
A blush burned under her fur and she slammed her paws down, preventing her bathers from falling any further down her thigh. Her sister resurfaced behind her and took a pawful of her butt. Claire's eyes widened and her sister's paw moved around to the front of her swimsuit and gave her vagina a quick rub. It didn't take much to get Claire aroused, but she was never this obvious about it.
"No," she whispered harshly. "We can't, Amber." She protested. "Not here." "Why?" Amber didn't stop trying to get her exploring little fingers under her sister's bathing suit. "We can't get caught." "Aw..." Amber pulled her paws away. She seemed noticeably upset. "Later, Amber. I promise."
The problem was Claire was aroused now. She knew that she couldn't get off with her sister in public. If they got caught, they'd be in serious trouble. "I need to go to the bathroom." Amber looked puzzled. She whispered; "Just go in the water. Everybody pees at the beach." "It's..." she held on her words for a minute, searching for a response. "Not pee." Amber understood immediately and nodded.
Claire quickly climbed out of the water and ran over to her father. "Daddy!" She called out. "I need to... poop." She said with a nervous grin. Her father stopped talking with his girlfriend and took his daughter's paw, leading her to the toilet block.
"If you need me, sweetie, just yell and I'll be in there in a second." Claire nodded and entered the brick building. Considering that her father was around, she used the men's, which worked out perfectly for her. As the cubicles came into view, she found exactly what she'd hoped to find.
Standing at the trough was the sole occupant of the bathroom, a thirteen year old red fox, wearing only a speedo, staring intently forward, focusing on his task. The very second he was finished, she stepped up beside him and looked straight at his penis.
"I like your dick." She reached out for it and he flinched. She was quite a bit faster than him and the next thing he knew, he had a younger fur's paw on his penis. It grew hard in her paw immediately. "Follow me into the cubicle." His face read pure confusion, surprise and arousal. He quickly followed her into the middle cubicle and closed the door behind him.
The bottom of the door was only an inch from the ground and he was very glad of that fact. He stood there in a situation he'd never imagined. He'd fantasized about sex with girls, but this is the closest he'd come to actually doing it. He choked out his first words to her. "H-how old are you?"
Claire thought for a second before answering. "Eleven." She lied. Better to be safe than sorry. He nodded and pulled his swimming briefs down a little further. "You really like my dick?" He whispered to her. She nodded and moved forward. She put her paw at the base of his uncut member. Above his boyhood was a coarse patch of dark pubic fur, it looked like he hadn't had pubic fur for very long but it was thick and ungroomed, as was to be expected of a pubescent boy.
He stood only a few inches taller than her. "Can I see yours?" She nodded and sat up on the toilet seat with her legs spread wide. The wet fabric clung to her aroused pussy and that set his breathing to quick pulses.
He reached forward and pulled at her swimsuit. She closed her legs and let him pull them down to her ankle. His eyes grew wide and enamored with the delicious sight in front of him. He grabbed her thighs and opened her legs wider. "Can we... Can I..." he pointed at his dick and then again at her pussy.
She rolled her eyes internally and nodded, whispering a yes to him. She scooted forward along the toilet seat, bringing her pussy closer to him. With her vagina only inches away from his eager boyhood, he simply couldn't take it any longer. He tensed up and his cock throbbed and, much to Claire's surprise, a shot of cum burst forth and landed on her stomach. The second landed directly on her pussy and the remainder of the partially white fluid landed on the floor with a louder than expected 'splat'.
Claire wiped a little away with her finger and gave it a taste. Licking her lips, she wiped up the rest of it and stuck the cum-covered fingers into her pussy. She stood up and turned around, bending over to give him good access.
The embarrassment left his face and he refocused on his goal, which now stood spread apart before him. He'd practiced this in his mind and on his plush toys in the past and now he was getting the real thing.
He guided his hard, dripping member toward her pussy. His tip rested on her opening and he hesitated. Fed up with the time he was taking and burning deep inside for a cock, she thrust backward; forcing his penis into her with a sudden burst.
It wasn't the first thing in her pussy, but it still hurt her a little to have it so suddenly enter her. She paused for a second and then slowly began grinding against him. It didn't take him long to start thrusting entirely by himself. His paws were gripping her undeveloped waist as he buried his cock in her moist passage.
She stifled her moans as he mated her. Their union produced very few sounds, a point which Claire was most pleased with. In his childlike passion, he accidentally slipped out of her pussy and his cock grazed against her folds; striking her clit.
He fixed himself up and entered her once more. Of all the parts of sex (that she'd experienced), she enjoyed having an empty hole filled the most. Despite his outburst, he was going at her with surprising stamina. She finally felt his stomach against her butt and he knew that he was as deep inside her that he could possibly get.
He kept thrusting with the same speed and fervor until the sound of footfalls echoed through the restroom. "Claire, honey, are you okay?" The boy stopped dead, up to his nuts in the luscious folds of this 'Claire'.
"Yes daddy. I'll just be a minute."
"Okay sweetie."
He didn't wait for the sound of feet leaving to begin his thrusting again. He reached his paws around to fondle at the girl's nipples through her bikini. The moment her father had left the restroom, she whispered an urgent "hurry up".
He did exactly as he was told. His thrusts became even, fast humps into the girl's tight girlhood. Now their union was accented by slaps of pubescent and pre-pubescent flesh. He continued fondling her hard nipples as he got ready to cum for the second time.
He thrust long, deep and hard into her pussy as his muscles tensed and he began to shake. A load of semen larger than the one before erupted into the deepest recesses of her pussy. He remained perfectly still as he finished emptying his balls into her.
After a few seconds, he pulled his wet cock out and it still stood, hard as a rock and glistening with their combined juices. "I want to do this again." He whispered, tucking his hard cock back into his speedo, which gripped his member so tightly that anyone who looked at him could practically count the veins and contours.
She pulled her swimsuit up onto her sopping wet cunny. She could feel the wetness leaking from her. "Maybe," she brushed her paw against his bulge as she opened the cubicle door and left him with his hard on.
She took her father's hand and the pair walked back to the beach. A short time after, the fox boy left the bathroom and found his friend standing a small distance away. "What took you so long, Nathan?" A fourteen year old golden retriever asked. The fox turned towards the girl walking away and pointed. "That girl." At first the golden retriever didn't understand but it eventually dawned on him. "No," he shook his head, "you're lying. That's my little sister's friend!" "I'm still hard," he pointed down at his swimsuit and the golden retriever looked and his mouth opened wide.
The golden retriever felt himself growing a little aroused. He grinned. "Where's Jason?" Nathan asked. The golden retriever seemed to be a little disappointed that he was broken out of his fantasy. He simply pointed towards the ocean. "He got sick of waiting."
The water felt cold on Claire's fur as she re-entered the ocean. Her sister came swimming up gleefully. "Guess what?" She giggled. Claire's eyebrows raised. "I just got..." she leaned forward and whispered her last word. "Fingered!" Claire smiled for her sister. Amber turned around and pointed at a pale grey wolf climbing out of the water.
"Sister, I think it's time I show you the more advanced stuff."