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"Bye, Mom! Bye, Dad!" Lisa, the elder sister of the sibling raccoons, called out as they watched their parents clamber into their car, heading off for a day trip into town to enjoy some quality time together with a single puff of exhaust smoke wafting out behind them. Bentley, her younger brother, stood beside her with his hand waving just as madly at the sight a quickly disappearing headlights. For a moment, he snuck a glance at his sister out of the corner of his eye without breaking the motion of his flailing digits. She stood taller than him, forcing him to tip his head just slightly to catch sight of her face. Her thick, but short bobbed hair had been half pulled up into her signature ponytail, though it left enough to play around the sides of her face, perfectly framing the mask of black that surrounded both eyes before the white of her midsection started at her nose with short, wispy hairs. Her bangs hung down, just to the top of her eyes so that she was peeking out through the veil of dusty gray hair all the time. Then, her ears poked out on either side, twitching and swiveling constantly to pick up the sounds all around them.

Down her body, he could see the signs of her sporty lifestyle- especially basketball- showing in the toned, tight shape of her lean frame from her perky breasts hidden in a pink t-shirt that tucked down into her favorite jeans, styled with suspenders she insisted on wearing. Beneath the denim, he could see the shape of her slender, toned legs that just hid smoothly beneath even the tightest of fabrics with the faintest life of her leg muscles pressed into the pant's shape. Then, of course, her shoes matched to the soft pink hue of her top with droopy, white legwarmers puffing out from the top to hide where her pants kissed to the tops of her shoes.

"What are you staring at?" Bentley blinked, realizing his sister had caught his stare now that their parents were out of view and she'd stopped the waving salute. He ducked his head, watching her thick tail swish behind for a second, it's stripes catching the light on the blacker portions with a shimmer before he returned his gaze to her with a little shrug."Nothing. Just zoned out!"

She shrugged back, dismissing his staring before she puffed a long exhale through her lips and turned away from the now empty road and back toward home where the front door hung partially open awaiting their return.

They meandered back into the house side by side to plop onto the couch, both idly listening to the noises of the television before Lisa popped back up with a fast twitchy jerk of her tail up off from the floor, "Well, I'm going on a bike ride around the forest. I gotta get some air." Bentley gave a bob of his head, glancing up briefly from the book he'd plucked up, "I'm going to stay in. Lazy day."

Her forehead wrinkled with confusion at this. "How often does he just stay home?" she thought to herself, but with a shrug the thought was dismissed and the door clanked shut behind her. Bentley glanced up, smiling as he watched Lisa's form disappearing down the main path on her bike, legs pumping hard down into the pedals of her bike and dust puffing up from the thick back tire.

Minutes past before the door burst back open. Lisa appeared, her hair slightly tousled from the wind. Her entire body had a jitter in it of clear nervous energy while her eyes were wide, searching side to side in front of her before she caught Bentley looking at her from the couch. "Have you seen my sunglasses?"

Bentley pursed his lips, briefly considering before his head shook side to side, "Nope. But you want one of these?" He lifted up something, a small box. Lisa blanched, recognizing the carton of cigarettes she'd had hidden in the drawer, shoved to the back, in her bedroom. He'd popped the top, offering her one of the slender, white sticks with a blank expression. Yet, Lisa knew there'd be hell to pay if she was found out not having given up cigarettes after the one time trying them!

A shudder ran down her spine, liquid fear seeming to pump right into her bloodstream for a moment while she stood frozen, trying to decipher what she should do. She felt the hair on the back of her neck prickling up. Her tail started to twitch at the very tip, unable to stay still with all the nervous energy starting to race down her entire body as though it'd replaced her blood entirely. If their parents found out she'd been continuing to smoke, which was precisely what her bike ride had been for, she'd be in massive trouble!

Bentley just grinned at the sight of his sister's obvious panic. He could see her trying to work out what to do, the cogs in her head racing to think up a solution. It was an optimal response, just the one he'd been hoping for while he planned this moment. See, Bentley had known about Lisa's secret habit for awhile now, but with knowledge came power so he waited for a chance to use it to his advantage, and now that time had come. Finally it had come, after so much time waiting for the perfect moment. He'd almost broken down and cashed in on it when his parent's took a nap last Sunday together after an especially long hike, but something told him to wait it out. "Here it is, patience paying out." He thought, smiling vaguely at the life lesson.

"Give those back!" Lisa suddenly burst, launching herself at the couch, but Bentley darted his hand away. She stretched, scrabbling for the pack, but the boy slipped beneath an arm, dodged away. She glared down at the shorter boy, glaring into his big, round eyes that always made him look so innocent! He wasn't innocent! She threw herself towards the boy, aiming for his white furred belly in a tackle, but he just stepped away from her, chuckling a bit.

Distress building, the girl tried to pout at him. "Please! Come on! This isn't any of your business!" she reasoned, giving him a disappointed expression, but his drooped ear just twitched once with amusement before he shook his head, "Nuh uh uh! It's under my roof! I live here too, so it must be family business, which is exactly why I should bring it up at the next family gathering-"

"No! No! No!" Lisa gasped, feeling her eyes prickle with frightened tears that started to pool in the corners of her eyes. "Please don't tell anyone! You know how much trouble I'll be in! Don't do that to me!" Bentley grinned, waggling the packet of cigarettes with a bemused expression, "I do know that, in fact, that's exactly why you're going to want to be very nice to me."

Lisa calmed, realizing he was about to barter with her for something. If he wanted money or to give her his chores, that'd be nothing in comparison to the trouble she could get into. "It'll be okay!" She assured herself, sounding hopeful in the back of her own head.

She sat back on her haunches, watching her brother trot from side to side in the room. "In fact, that's why you're going to do what I say all day long-"

"Hey, but-"

"Or I'll tell everyone."

Lisa shushed, pursing her lips silently.

"If you listen, I'll be quiet."

Lisa bit her lip, uncertainty showing for a moment before Bentley started to shake the box again, reminding her of what was at stake if she didn't agree with him. Really, she didn't have a choice at all. "Fine..."

"Goodie! Let's see..." He rubbed at his chin, thinking. "First things first, throw these out so that this opportunity doesn't present itself again, hmm?" He tossed them to her, which she caught with both hands, clutching them between her palms with a final sniffle. Without hesitation, she tossed them into the garbage bucket, squashing them down beneath the discarded trash from dinner the night before.

Then, Lisa fixed an expectant gaze on her brother, waiting for his next task. She pictured her day spent doing his chores, dishes and laundry up to her elbows, but instead she heard: "Strip."

"What?!"

"Strip." Bentley repeated, no stutter in his voice. "Strip naked."

"I am not doing that! Are you crazy?" She looked at him with her eyes wide, eyebrows lifting right up into her bangs while her mouth dropped open in a mixture of surprise and disgust. Though, faintly, just above the apples of her cheeks a soft pink glow started to show at the mere thought of getting naked in front of her young brother. "Seriously, no. I'm not doing that."

Bentley clucked his tongue, "Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You know what you can expect if that secret gets out don't you now..." He trailed off, letting Lisa fill in the gaps with the truth, that he was 100% correct and she didn't have a choice. He watched, seeing the calculation in her eyes and then the tight pursing of her lips in annoyance. He knew she'd agree. For a second, she was stiff and silent, but then a sigh sputtered out between her lips just as expected. "Fine."

"Wonderful! Let's head to your room, make you a bit more comfortable!" For a second, Lisa hung back, waiting for her brother to lead the way, but he waved her forward. "Now, now, you go. I want to get a good look at you from behind."

A tremor went down her spine at his statement and the blush on her cheeks deepened into a rosy glow from beneath the fur, but she obediently stepped up in front of him, starting her way quickly down the hall, but he slowed her with a few muttered comments so that she had to sashay slowly towards their destination, giving him ample time to enjoy his sister's backside. Her pants hugged tight to her form, following the exact curve of her bottom. Her exercise meant everything on her body was tight, pert, and firm. He could see the curved bubble of her ass beneath the jeans, perfectly rounded peeking out from beneath the hiding veil of her thick, bushy tail that swished with every single step so that he could see glimpses of her rump between its swinging motion. As she made her way down the hall, her hips swung in time with the pendulum of her tail, giving Bentley a show of her sashaying form until they reached her room and she rounded in.

Bentley followed close behind, closing the door, and flicking the lock shut with a click. He strolled over, perching onto her bed before he gave Lisa a stern nod, ending the sensation that pumped through his veins at issuing a silent command. When she hesitated, he just grinned. "Go on."

"I can't believe you let yourself get into this ridiculous situation! Smoking! Why? Was it worth it? It wasn't any good! God! It would have killed your lungs! Say goodbye to basketball! But now this! How could I be so stupid!?" Lisa raged at herself, feeling the gut-wrenching sensation of making a mistake and getting caught in its web.

"And how could he? What a sicko! Bentley and his nasty brain! Wanting to see me, his sister! His own sister naked! What a weirdo. What a freak. He's so rude." Lisa broiled internally, hesitating on the external side of things to act. Though at the same time, she could feel her skin prickling beneath her fur. Everything felt itself already puckering shyly beneath another gaze. She felt heat spreading over her cheeks and throat, embarrassment at being so exposed, so seen. The mere idea of it had her body stirring with shame and shyness.

"Come on now, Lisa. No dilly-dallying." Bentley reminded, voice smooth and calm despite Lisa's own struggle with the situation, Bentley had nothing but anticipation building as his sister hesitated on stripping. With his reminder though, her fingers went to her suspenders, yanking them off from her shoulders with a huff.

"Hey now. Don't make it unenjoyable for me." Bentley scolded, giving his older sister a sharp look and simultaneously feeling a jolt of excitement about being able to boss her around for once. He'd never felt so powerful in the face of the older, taller young woman. "Go slow. Give me a little show. Swing your hips maybe, use that body. I know you've got control of it, I've seen you in action on the court before. Now just take it to the bedroom..." He smirked, a little tingle of pleasure jolting up his spine at his sister's curled snarl.

At the same time, Lisa felt an uncertain shiver race down her spine at her brother's words. "I've seen you in action on the court before..." She suddenly saw a picture of herself, squatting for the ball, dribbling madly with her breasts bouncing all over, leaping high enough her shorts showed slices of her ass. She felt a trickle of shame in her gut at the thought that her brother had been watching her for some time, stealing some enjoyment from her playing an innocent sport.

Though, Lisa had no choice. So, she slowed. Her fingertips glided beneath the strap of the second suspender, easing it down from her form before it fell, tapping into her thigh. Without it her jeans still didn't budge, the straps had been for mere decoration, but all the same, she already started to feel more exposed. Dismissively, she kicked off her shoes, letting them scuttle across the floor towards the door before she went to undo the button of her jeans.

"Turn around for this... Bend over..." Bentley interjected, eyes locked on her hands as they worked open her jeans. For a second, he saw her eyes flick to him with a beat of questioning before she realized what he wanted that for. Then, her entire face flushed pink beneath the dark hues of her fur. With a grumbled sigh, she slowly turned around, bending just slightly from her back. "Nuh uh uh, deeper, girl."

She flinched at the term, usually, if her brother tagged on some nickname or dig against her like that she'd swat him or just tower over, boasting silently about what her bigger, stronger body could do, but today she couldn't do a thing. In fact, he was the one silently boasting for once.

The lower she bent, the better the view got as Bentley stared at her full ass, put on display, inches from where he sat. He thought about reaching out, touching her already, but he enjoyed the tantalizing escalation. "She'll let me touch... after... She'll let me do anything because of the mess she's got herself." He grinned to himself, suddenly hushing his thoughts as her fingers began to tug the material back. Slowly, the denim rolled down the curvature of her full ass, revealing inch by inch the smooth, rounded expanse of her bottom. Small, cheeky panties covered her rump, a pale shade of yellow hiding away her sex before the faintest outline of her lower lips framed between her thighs. With her jeans at her knees, she started to rise, but Bentley clucked his tongue once. "Mm, wait."

She hesitated there, just bent over and exposed. Bentley felt the urge to touch again, impatience welling up as his shaft stiffened in the cage of his pants to grow and shove itself against the wall of its prison anxiously awaiting release, but he put it off. Instead, his eyes drank in the sight. Her tail was, out of habit, raised up out of the way of her pants so that he could finally see her ass without it covering her. Soft, pale gray fur coated her skin, a velvety thickness that thinned to a mere fuzz around the edges of her panties, beneath which he knew lay her sex. The very outline of her pussy lips showed through the fabric of her panties, the little puff of her mound there between her thighs.

"Go on now." He muttered, watching his sister rise again and shuck her pants down the final length of her legs so they were bare. Long and lean, Bentley could see the muscle of her countless hours spent playing basketball showing in the toned form of her slender legs. He relished this new sight, just legwarmers leading up to long, naked legs for him. Then, as she turned, he got to see her panties from the front, the shape of her mound perfectly showing in the thin fabric.

Lisa hesitated, considering moving to her top, before she realized her leg warmers gave her another article to remove first. So, slowly, she peeled them down from her ankles with the socks in close pursuit, but those only took so long before she was left with her t-shirt and panties poking out from beneath. Fingers gripping the hem line of the top, she peeled it upwards, revealing a simple white bra beneath in a fluid motion that brought the last normal piece of clothing away. Bentley felt a rush of heat flood his body, seeing his sister in just this form, her bra and panties the last shreds of clothing she had. To see her shirt and panties, that could have happened by accident between the bathroom and her room, on a camping trip, some accidental glimpse of half-nudity, but this view now of her only in her undergarments where the shape of her nipples showed in the simple bra, poking through gently and her stomach lay bare down to the shred of yellow undies... this was entirely new.

He licked at his lips, moving a hand over to rub at the bulge in the front of his pants, throbbing and begging for attention. Lisa caught sight of him, feeling a jolt of disgust and shame at the idea that her own brother was rubbing himself to the sight of her unclothed form, that'd she'd given in to his twisted desires, but before he could think long on this he waved a hand in a 'keep going' motion. So, her fingers found the clasp of the bra, gently parting the teeth before the cups fell away from her breasts. The sight of her perky, pink nipples had Bentley licking his lips again, this time to wet them with a nervous quiver of excitement. The full, furred orbs of her breasts bounced as the fabric supporting them fell away, jostling gently against her chest.

"Give me a little... jump." He suggested, smirking to himself as his sister, with a glare, obeyed and jumped once for him. His eyes fed on the sight of her breasts, so perky and young, bounced against her chest. He bit at his lip, watching the secondary ripples work over the surface of her breasts before she stilled against completely. "Hmm... Again" he commanded, finding the sight of her instantly jumping into the air again nearly as arousing as the sight of her breasts jiggling once more. "I'm in total control...." he thought to himself, a shudder racing down his spine at the realization once again.

On Lisa's end, her entire body felt hot with shame. Being forced to strip was once thing, but having to literally jump at her brother's word sent a deep, bubbling sensation into her stomach. A shameful lump catching in her throat while heat burned over her cheeks and down her chest in a vibrant pink blush. "And it's all my fault. It's my fault for smoking. For getting cocky and thinking Bentley wasn't a threat of getting caught. Stupid!"

"Good. Now, I think I'll help you for this last bit. The finale." He chuckled, grinning as he ushered her closer to him, not wanting to move when he knew she couldn't complain at having to come to him. He just waggled a finger and she stepped closer, naked breasts, long bare legs, and all. For a second, he marveled up close at her body once again. Everything was toned from her constant exercise; her hobby of racing around the basketball court meant her legs were tight and powerful, but smooth under that layer of velveteen gray fur. Gently, he traced a hand down her thigh, just feeling the muscles there beneath her fur, relishing at the softness of it. Lisa flinched slightly at his touch, but he just chuckled and ignored it. "She's mine to play with. She's not going anywhere."

Sure enough, she didn't move. Bentley took his time, letting a hand traced down her opposite leg, mirroring the first motion before his hands curled inwards, feeling how the fur softened and paled in color towards her inner thighs where the white continued down from her stomach. He looked up from his sitting position, seeing her breasts there, right at his head level. He suppressed a full on grin for a moment, before realizing her opinion didn't matter! He beamed at the sight of her naked body, coaxing a hand up the length of her stomach, feeling the soft fur beneath his fingertips, fur so much like his own, the exact same patterning. He hesitated at her breasts, seeing how her lips curled and she stiffened when his hands neared the more adult region. It thrilled him, seeing how she conflicted her feelings with her actions. It reminded him that she wasn't choosing what happened. He was. He was the top dog. Finally, his hands slid up over her breasts just once, giving a hard squeeze to the supple flesh before her panties caught his attention once again.

His eyes stared close up at the yellow fabric, simple cotton. His hands ran down her sides, feeling her quiver under the strange touch of her brother on her bare body, her naked fur feeling his palms gliding down to her hips. He felt the small band of the panties on her hips, caught it under a finger, but didn't pull. Instead, he traced a finger over the shape of the panties, drawing along the edge where it met to her thighs. He licked at his lips, drawing in a slow breath, feeding on the tension of anticipation while he petted down over the surface of her panties, feeling the shape of her lips neath. He grinned, loving how she jerked her hips slightly, but didn't move. Never left.

Then, finally, he hooked his fingers into the sides and slowly peeled them down the curves of her hips, revealing the mound of her sex covered in short, short fur and the folds of her lower lips, just a mere glimpse of her pink inner folds showing. He worked the panties all the way down her body, having to bend over to flick them down the final stretch of her calves. At her ankles, he considered making her lift her feet to peel them off, but instead he left them there on her ankles like a reminder of her nudity and a little big of a hog tie for her to shuffle around in.

Then, bent over, his nose suddenly caught something. Bent right there, basically between his sister's thighs he could smell the thick, musky scent of her sex. The earthy, rich sell of her body suddenly sent a jolt down his spine. His cock pulsed inside his jeans, one hard beat of excitement hitting him at the smell of her.

"Okay. Turn over. Bend over." Bentley muttered, watching her spin around to turn over while he shucked open his jeans. Out popped his throbbing shaft, pulsating with excitement at the sight of his naked sister. Her entire body was coated in the same lush fur. Most of it the same pale gray that covered most of his body, though her stomach paled out into white, leaving her dainty pussy coated in which fuzz with the pink of her inner folds poking out in sharp contrast. Her breasts bounced as she turned, giving him a little show of them jostling before she bent over. She turned, shuffling in short motions with the panties at her ankles constricting her motion. Bentley grinned, relishing in this show of her body.

Once she'd turned, Bentley was faced with the sight of her full ass framed around her bare pussy. The pink folds showed faintly between her fuzzy lower lips. Her scent was ripe in the air. Bentley sucked in a long breath, sucking down the flavor of her on the air. He grinned, realizing something. "Her scent is soaked into those panties..."

"I want your panties." Bentley said sternly, waiting to watch his sister starting to stand. "Nuh uh uh, stay down. Just give them to me." He chuckled, watching as she stayed locked in a bent position while lifting her feet, one then the other, to get the panties off from her ankles. Then, she jutted a hand back, dangling the little bundle of yellow fabric.

"Mmm... Why thank you." He purred in response to his sister's bristling response to his command. He pressed the fabric to his nose, huffing it in loudly so that Lisa could hear him, relishing in her scent and using her most private garment to do so, the very same garment she'd just been forced to hand back over to him. "Mmm... so tasty..." He murmured, watching the furs on Lisa's neck prickle and stand with growing annoyance, yet she stayed bent over in obedience.

"Now..." Bentley murmured, setting the panties onto his lap, letting the fabric curl around his cock while his hands fell onto the girl's shapely ass. His palms went flush to her asscheeks, pressing into the supple skin before his fingers pressed in, squeezing down into its softness. A sigh escaped his lips at the sensation of her soft fur beneath his hands, the skin squishing into his grasp. "Oh... yes...." He purred in a gasp of air as he gripped each ass cheek, tugging them apart from each other to expose what lay nestled between her crack: the tight pucker ass her rump and then the slit of her fleshy, pink sex. He bit at his lip, breathing out a long exhale of anticipation, excitement at the sight in front of him. He could see the faintest, natural wetness gathering on her lips while his fingers continued to grope and squeeze at the flesh.

"It's so soft.... so supple..." He crooned, loving how Lisa sputtered with annoyance at the commentary. In truth, it sent a cocktail of anger and humiliation through her body when he reminded her of what was happening, how he was relishing in her naked body. She'd gotten herself caught, so now she had to be a living pornstar for her younger brother, her sick younger brother was getting to exam her while she bent over. All the blood rushed to her head, but she knew she couldn't stand back up, even if she slightly loosened the stance, her brother set his hand back into the center of her back and eased her back down so her head sat almost between her knees. If she peeked back, she caught sight of Bentley's throbbing cock, pulsing with excitement and enjoyment from her humiliation, her body. "I feel like a toy..." she thought to herself, only adding a hotter shade of red streaking up her cheek at the, even private, admittance.

"Now, let's see here..." Bentley pushed his hands between her thighs, which were clamping together in shyness. With a little push, he started to shove them apart, "Let's open these. Let me see you. Let little brother see..." he grinned, watching her shuffle her thighs open for him. Slowly, the motion forced her lower lips to yawn apart, revealing the glistening pink of her inner folds. "Let's see you grab onto your ankles for me too, just to make sure you're sturdy for a while..." He chuckled, looking his sister over in pose.

He gently pushed her hips, watching her shuffle forward until he could stand up. His fingers curled around his cock, trapping her fragrant, vaguely warm panties around himself before he started to pump into them. One hand manned his shaft while the other returned to her ass, giving it a tight squeeze at the first sensation of the soft cotton around his cock. Her could smell her all around him, the pungent earthy smell of her female sex. He breathed in deep, audible inhales so Lisa knew what he was doing, knew he was drinking in the scent of her that wafted out from the panties he used. Her panties he'd stolen, no, that'd she had to give up to him because of her mistake.

Bentley started to pump a hand along his length. His fingers sent a gentle rush of excitement down his cock, as usual, though the addition of her panties hugged around him made it all the better. The cotton was soft and new in texture. The faint heat of her body still clung to the fabric, hugging him in an escaping, gentle warmth. Her scent stuffed into his nose added to the fantasy, pumping down into the hot, female panties. He could feel the faintest dot of moisture where her body's natural lubrication had wetted the panties over the course of the day, now rubbing into his shaft.

Then, of course, there was the entire visual of his sister. Her entire, lean, and beautiful body was nude. Looking down, he saw the uninterrupted expanse of her fur. The long, white expanse of the center of her torso looked so frosted and crisp against the soft, velvet gray of her limbs. Then, the black cut in with the patterning familiar to the raccoon family. Bentley knew it was a mirror to his own markings. He wore the same, black mask of fur around his eyes, the same one he saw peeking out from between his sister's ankles.

The pose she was in struck him like a ton of bricks. The fact that he not only could see her entire body naked, from her perky breasts with the little nipples hardening into sharp nubs with the cool air stroking up to them and the gentle bounce through the supple flesh and her curved, tight ass poking up into the air for him. Not only did her have her body there, exposed for him, it was on display. She looked perfectly subservient there, bent at the waist as deep as her well-trained, flexible body could go. Her butt lifted and staying perky for him. Her breasts swaying beneath her body. Her fingers held onto her ankles, keeping her steady and prepared for him. He nearly groaned at the mere sight of it all in front of him. He was drinking in the sight, letting his eyes trace all the invisible lines guiding him over the expanse of her body while his hand continued to pump the soft satiny fabric of his cock, jerking into her panties.

Lisa felt all the blood rushing down to her head as she boiled with anger. She could just barely peek out from between her legs to see her brother pumping his cock into her panties. He had a blissed out expression painted over his entire face, jaw slack and eyes drooling over her body. It made her skin quiver just to think of him looking at all of her exposed, naked for him. She felt that blush again, burning up the sides of her cheeks. She could feel her lower lips spread apart, knowing he could see the pink, glistening inner folds made her only blush darker. The heat only burned hotter when she realized he could see the puckered star of her asshole. Her tail twitched, trying to lower down to cover herself, but his hand swatted it up.

"Don't you try and cover a single thing. I like this view just fine." He scolded, swatting at her ass in a short spanking before his fingers started to stroke along the curvature of her ass. He petted in towards the center. Already, even as his fingers just dipped around the inner shape of her rump, he could feel the heat washing out from her sex. While one hand hugged her dainty panties flush around his throbbing, wanting shaft, the other gently caressed down the slit of her sex. He felt the faint wetness of her there, beading against his fingertips. A shudder went down his spine at the heat of her. He swallowed once, feeling his cock twitching with excitement and impatience while he leaked precum right into the fabric of her little panties. "Give you a little something to remember this by when that stains, hmm?" He murmured down to her, only making her bristle further with building annoyance.

He could see the little droplets of her moisture clinging to her lips. His fingertips pressed them, rubbing the glistening spec into her soft, pink skin. He watched it cling to his hand, then rub partially into her skin. He tickled his fingertip to the flesh bud of pink deeper between her folds, her clit. He giggled at how she flinched and shivered with the touch, unable to control herself even if she was angry. His nail lightly flicked to it steadily for a beat, relishing in how her body shook in front of him. Her breasts jostled, ass jiggled, and everything seem to tense and pulse and squeeze.

He licked his lips, imagining the taste of her dripping sex would be like. "Oh to just taste that..." He thought as he stared down into the blooming folds of her sex all rosy and pink, flushed with a hot, red blush. "Oh wait! I can!" He laughed aloud, loosening his grip on his cock and letting it bob in front of him, lazily oozing a few droplets of precum onto his sister's floor, leaving his scent for tomorrow.

"Lisa, lay down on the bed." He commanded bruskly, watching as she slowly raised herself up, head spinning a bit from being upright after having all the blood rush down to her forehead. She hovered for a second, just standing there to regain her balance, before she, shyly, crawled up onto the bed. She hesitated, finding herself unsure if he wanted her on her back or stomach and ashamed at even the idea of asking him what he wanted from her.

However, in her hesitation, she was standing on her knees on the bed, leaving her bare pussy at almost eyes level for the young boy. His fingers gravitated to the soft, plush shape of her ass with a tight squeeze. He kneaded the flesh again, pushing it between his fingers before he spread her cheeks wide. Holding them apart, he could see the pink slit of her lower lips and the bud of her asshole perched above. Pushing her down, Bentley lowered his sister into a crouched position with her ass held up into the air for him. Her tail raised up and folded over her shoulder neatly exposing her entire pussy for his inspection.

"Look at that. I didn't even have to ask. You just crawled right up here and offered yourself, you'd think that you might even be enjoying yourself a bit, hmm?" Bentley teased, chuckling at how Lisa instantly bristled at the comment and hissed between her teeth. Instantly, in response, Bentley swatted her ass, hard enough that it jiggled for him.

"Why don't you roll over now and really spread yourself for me to see nice and deep into that cunt? Hmm?" Bentley leaned back, watching his sister roll over for him, on command, like a show dog. He wished he was recording so he could put it in slow motion how her body gracefully curled around onto her back until her knees pulled up and apart timidly, exposing the little pink slit of her pussy. Bentley laid his hands onto her thighs, spreading the fingers out and down into the soft, downy there that layered over her skin. Then, he pushed them down towards the bed until she had her legs spread totally to the sides of her body, her limber body easing into the stretch while her cheeks burned with shame. Her entire pussy was spread open, showing all its folds and ridges to her brothers eyes.

He just started down at her, drinking in this sight of her lush, wet sex. Then, he leaned over. His nose hovered above her, breathing in deeply the scent of her sex. The girl writhed under his hands, trying to close her legs as a long, "Heyyy" escaped her out of instinct before she settled back, realizing again that it was this, her brother's wishes or he would expose her smoking. She didn't have a choice. So, she stilled even as Bentley made a show of breathing in the earthy scents of her sex. His nose buried closer, even rubbing into her little clit and snuffling up to her sex itself so that he couldn't smell anything but the scent of his sister, the little woman.

Then, his tongue unfurled from his mouth and dragged a long, slow lick up her entire slit. Her flavor filled his mouth, strong and faintly sweet. He suckled at the flavor on his tongue, murmuring. "Mmm... quite a yummy pussy you've got here, sis. Glad it didn't get affected by that nasty habit of yours." He chuckled, relishing in reminding her that she'd gotten herself into the mess of her younger brother tasting her.

"I think I'll have seconds..." He mumbled, giggling at how Lisa stiffened and muffled a growl with her growing annoyance at him, toying with her and mocking her for the situation she found herself in. Her entire body felt prickly with shame and heat that rushed over her flesh, beneath the layer of fur, burned with embarrassment at being so spread open and bared in front of him. Again, his tongue dragged up her sex. He felt how she quivered, just faintly, underneath the lick. This time he didn't pull back. Instead, the tip of his tongue sought out that little nub with a sharp flick up to it. She squeaked despite herself, her shame and embarrassment couldn't help but feel a burst of pleasure as the most sensitive little buzzer was toyed with.

Her brother's hot tongue started to circle and toy with her, just testing out the reactions of her body. His fingers roamed her sex while he did. A fingertip slid inside, feeling how she squeezed around him, testing for what was coming into her before relaxing to let him in, and then clamping back down when her brain stepped into control. He felt the twitches of her entire frame beneath his tongue when he licked the tiny bud. He could taste her juices in the back of his throat, filling his mouth with her tangy flavor.

Lisa, burning with shame and anger, couldn't help but feel her body reacting to his licks. Brother or not, having a hot, wet tongue rubbing up to her sensitive clitoris had her body buzzing with life. Her pussy was wettening, starting to drip around his fingers while it clenched and worked around him, anticipating something more coming to fill her. This didn't escape Bentley's attention, only egging him on to smirk while his tongue toyed with her and lapped over her little clit. He pulled back, watching how it throbbed with the racing pulse of her heartbeat before he lapped back over it, sloppy and wet all around her.

"Someone is getting all hot and bothered by her little brother." Bentley muttered, smirking at her. "I didn't tell you to do that. You must just be enjoying yourself after all." He teased her, rubbing his thumb to her opening and smirking when her hips jumped towards him despite themselves. She felt all her groin pulsating with heat and lust from his teasing, but at the same time her mind raced with annoyance and anger and spite towards both him and herself. She scolded her pussy, urging it to relax. She tried to remind herself who it was licking over her, but she couldn't counteract the simple action of his tongue working her over, sending tingling rushes of excitement to her sex.

"Mmm... as much you seem to enjoy that. You're being punished, not rewarded. So, how about... you..." He trailed off into a thinking hum. While he did, his hands eased his sister up into a seated position before he grinned and reached up, tweaking one of her rosy pink nipples before gesturing down to his bare cock that sat between them, throbbing in the air.

"Why don't you give your little brother a nice wraparound? Put those beautiful tits to use~" he chuckled, rubbing a hand over her breast again, feeling her sputter and glare at him.

Lisa fought back the urge to sass him. Her mind pulsed with a battle between rage, wanting to shout at him and scold him for being sick, for blackmailing her, for taking it too far, but the other part of her couldn't overcome the mere embarrassment of being her brother's little pet, his obedient follower who had to listen because of her own stupid mistake. She scowled, but started to shift her body into place so that her plush breasts settled around her brother's cock. Instantly, the soft heat of her fur hugged around him. A sigh puttered out from his lips before he gave a little lift of his eyebrow, urging her not to dawdle in getting into it.

She glared, narrowing both eyes while she used both hands to guide her breasts up tighter around her brother's length before her body started to gently bounce and move her form along his length. The shifting, caressing touch of her fur sent shudders up the youth's spine. He tipped his head back a moment, sighing up into the air as Lisa started to work the soft, plush flesh of her breasts along his cock. Then, his eyes peeked open to see how she looked with her breasts pushed up to him. He grinned, gently touching her cheek for a second until her cheeks burned with heat of embarrassment. Bentley's twinkling, laughing eyes only made every second worse as she bounced her chest over him, jacking him off with her soft, squishy breasts.

"Why don't you make this a little better?" Bentley urged, winking down at the girl before he nodded down to where the red, pointed tip of his cock jutted out from between the top crease of where her breasts met to one another, kissing around his shaft.

Lisa looked down, seeing how precum dribbled out from the tip and onto the soft fur of her breasts. She could see it rubbing into her fur. She felt a nagging sensation of dirtiness, that he was staining her fur. She could smell the musk of him already, wafting up into her face while he grinned down at her all expectant and impatient. Her lips tightened into a grimace, but she couldn't say no.

So, her head lowered down and both of her plump lips parted. Slowly, her tongue unfurled from within her jaws to allow the hot surface of the pinky appendage lapped out around her brother's tip. Instantly, the sharp bitter flavor of his male musky filled her mouth while his moan blossomed into the air at the sheer heat of his sister's mouth. "Oh yeah." He muttered, closing his eyes down to mere slits. "Keep going. Lick my cock, sissy."

Hot shame rushed down her cheeks, but she still continued to lap and lick around his tip while her breasts rubbed and bounce vigorously around his sensitive flesh. Her lips tightened around him, giving testing sucks and licks in bursts all while Bentley was moaning and crooning above her. She couldn't meet his eyes while she worked over his cock, instead dipping her head with shyness and embarrassment that keep her face hot.

Bentley, however, couldn't entirely pull his eyes away from the girl. The sight of her lips spread out around his cock while her full breasts pushed around him was undeniably the hottest thing ever. The faint, accidental slurps and sounds of her mouth rang out in his mind, echoing like a soundtrack as his cock pulsed harder and faster.

He could feel his orgasm pulsating and building quickly. He tried to hold it off, relishing in the building sensation of pressure in his groin. He grunted, sputtering softly while he verged on losing control. Precum was trickling out from his cock almost constantly, smearing over Lisa's tongue and dripping, leaking all over the tops of her breasts. Lisa could feel him beating between the hugging sides of her breasts around him. She could feel the pulsating race of his heart through the sensitive flesh of his cock. Her eyes peeked up, catching sight of Bentley's flushed, hot face while he groaned out once again.

When her eyes ducked back to her task though, she suddenly found a spurt of thick cum shooting into her face. The thick goo splattered in the center of her snout then oozed down over her lips and dripped onto her breasts. Streams followed shortly after the first explosion streaking down her cheeks before it drooled into the crease of her cleavage with the running globs of cum.

Lisa felt her cheeks flushed hotter than ever before, glowing out red from underneath even the darkest stripes of black. Bentley looked down as he panted, letting his orgasm linger and dance in wisps about him before it started to rapidly fade. "Mmm.... ain't that a sight..." He murmured, adding a new dash of shame to burble within the girl's gut before she jerked back away from him- the task complete.

"Thank you for following orders so beautifully!" Bentley chirped, idly rubbing his cock off on his sister's bed before he stretched up leisurely and yawned. "I assure you I will never tell anyone about your nasty little habit!"

Lisa stared over at him, narrowing her eyes before she gripped her teeth together in a snarl. "Yes, thank you for that."

Bentley grinned, noting that she had now started to openly snap at him with her snide apology. So, he stood up, chuckling once as he scooped up his sister's pile of clothes before striding to the open window and chucking them out onto the lawn where the wind caught them, kicking them up through the breeze to skitter across the open expanse. "Oops!" He tweeted, looking at her with a wide eyed, innocent expression. Lisa looked over at him, open-mouthed with a look of gaping shock before she caught sight of her bra gushing away on a new gush of air. She skittered towards the door and ran out towards the front door, feeling her brother's eyes burning on her bare ass as she ran off.

Bentley grinned, settling back onto the bed with a happy sigh as he watched Lisa brave the outside nude, scampering to collect her clothes. He could see the glistening splotches of cum still on her face, forgotten in her rush. Her breasts were bouncing freely, making his cock twinge with the desire to feel itself between them again. Her ass winked at him each time she bent over, exposing her pussy in flashes to him and anyone who happened to pass by their yard.

He paused there, just admiring the view and his own cleverness before he started to chuckle with the idea of his sister's current hunt for her clothes across a television screen against the backdrop of ominous music before the slogan ran: "And that kids, is why you don't smoke!"