Always Bring Along Your Little Sister - Part 1
#1 of Always Bring Along Your Little Sister
An eleven year old lion walked into the backdoor of his home. He'd been playing outside for a few hours that day since it was a beautiful summer day. Reaching down, he untied his shoes, which were now caked in mud, courtesy of the rain from yesterday, and placed them on the rug next to the door. Feeling the cool air from indoors, he walked through the kitchen, seeing his mother making sandwiches.
"Hi, Mom!" exclaimed the young lion.
"Hello, sweetie," said the lioness. "Have a good time playing outside?"
"Uh-huh," he said, sitting down at the kitchen table. "Can you make me a sandwich?"
"Already taken care of, Eric," said the lioness, putting a paper plate in front of him.
Eric looked at the plate that contained the sandwich. "Honey ham, lettuce, cheddar cheese, dill pickles and mustard, right?"
His mother nodded. "Of course," she said.
Eric smiled, lifting the sandwich up to his face as his stomach grumbled from hunger. The young lion had worked himself up quite an appetite from romping around outside.
"Eric, sweetie, don't inhale it!" his mother said, mildly scolding him.
Eric swallowed a large mouthful of the sandwich before answering her. "Sorry, mom."
"Just be careful, alright? I don't want you choking to death on a ham sandwich," she said.
"Do you want me to choke to death on a different kind of sandwich?" asked the tiger jokingly.
"That's not funny," said his mother, her tone stern. "Just be careful."
Eric nodded his understanding, and proceeded polishing off the remainder of his sandwich. Still hungry for more, his mother made him seconds. Eric eating slowed down considerably half way through the second sandwich, and it was all he could do to finish it off. Taking the paper plate, he opened up the cupboard beneath the sink and threw it into the trash can inside. His appetite now satisfied, Eric went out to the living room and flopped down on the couch. Getting a hold of the remote control, he turned on the television and channel surfed until he found some cartoons to watch. Yawning, he felt himself quickly getting drowsy, until the door suddenly opened.
"Hi, Mom," shouted a seventeen year old lion from the front door.
"Hi, Lars," called the lioness.
Eric poked his head up from the couch, seeing his older brother walking past him.
"Hey there, little brother," said Lars, ruffling Eric's slight mane that had started growing over the past couple of months.
"Hey, Lars," said Eric, sitting up. Completely awake now, he followed his brother out to the kitchen where there mother was.
"How was work today?" asked the lioness.
Lars shrugged his shoulders before opening up the refrigerator and looking through it. "Same old, same old, I guess."
Lars pulled a Dr. Pepper out of the frig, popped the top open and took a huge chug from it.
"Ah," he said. "I needed that." It was then that Lars caught the scent of something baking in the oven. "Hey, what smells good?"
"Green bean casserole," answered his mother.
"Cool," said Lars. "I've been hoping you'd make that sometime soon, Mom."
The lioness shook her head. "You're going to have to wait longer for it, honey."
"I know," said Lars. "It's not done baking yet."
"That's not what I mean," said his mother. "This casserole is for a dinner party that your father and I are going to tonight."
"Oh?" said a surprised Lars.
"Yes, Dad and I are going to be back late, so we need you to watch your little brother, okay?"
"Sure thing," said Lars as he reached back into the refrigerator and grabbed another Dr. Pepper.
"Thank you," said the lioness, giving her older son a kiss on the cheek.
A few hours went by before Sven, Eric and Lars father came home from work. He worked as an investment broker, and usually got home around 5:30 in the evening most weekdays. Today was no exception, other than he had to shower and get dressed to get ready for the party that night. Greta, Eric and Lars mother promised that if they behaved she would be happy to make them whatever they wanted for dinner the next day. They were never any problem for her, always maintaining the appearance of two well behaved sons.
"You've got the number of where we'll be on the frig, right?" asked Sven, putting his sports jacket on.
"Yes, Dad," said Lars, nodding.
"Make sure you don't trash the house, either," added Greta.
"Okay," said Eric as he stood next to his older brother.
Greta gave each of her boys a kiss before she and her husband headed out the door. Eric and Lars listened for the sound of their car pulling out of the drive way and going down the street. They were gone.
"Wanna go outside?" asked Lars.
"Sure," said Eric, following his brother out the door.
Outside, Eric and Lars sat down on some lawn chairs, listening to sound of crickets chirping. It wasn't dark yet, but it soon would be. Their house was almost completely covered by woods and the nearest neighbor was almost a mile away, so they didn't have to worry about anyone spying on them. Lars pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and stuck one in his mouth.
"Want one?" asked the older lion.
"Of course," said Eric, pulling a single cigarette from the pack and putting it in his mouth. He watched as Lars took his Zippo out and lit his own cigarette before lighting Eric's. Eric breathed in the smooth, warm taste of the mentholated cigarette, making him feel calm, relaxed. The two brothers had always had a close relationship, with Lars never really picking on Eric. Being the older brother, he felt it his obligation to provide his brother with everything he deemed to be "cool". Unbeknownst to their parents, Lars and Eric not only smoked, but would sometimes even get bottles of whiskey that they shared, though neither drank to the point of being incapacitated. Lars worked with older animals at his job, and they were happy to provide him with cigarettes and whiskey . . . for a price.
"Damn," said Eric after he exhaled a puff of smoke. "Been forever since we got to do that, huh?"
"I can smoke in the kitchen where I work, so it's not that big of a deal to me," admitted Lars.
"Lucky you," said Eric.
"I'm hoping I might get lucky tonight, actually," said Lars.
"Whadda ya mean?" asked Eric, curiously.
"You know that tigress Talia I told you about?"
"I do," said Eric.
"She's coming over tonight and I really hope things go well,"
Eric smiled deviously, with a cigarette in his mouth, he took his paws and made the intercourse symbol with them, causing his older brother to laugh.
"Exactly what I'm hoping for," said Lars, his eyes glistening with lust. "Better send her a text while I'm thinking about it."
The older lion pulled out his phone and texted away to the tigress. Looking intently at the screen, he cocked his head to the side when he read the response to his message.
"What is it?" asked Eric, crushing the butt of his cigarette into the ground and burying it.
"Talia said she'd be over here in about twenty minutes," said Lars, still looking confused.
"Okay, so why the hell do you have that stupid look on your face then?" asked Eric.
"She said she was bringing a guest with her, but she won't tell me who it is," said Lars as he scratched at his mane. The two lions would have to wait to see who this mystery guest would be.
The twenty minutes that Talia had originally quoted turned into almost thirty five minutes. Sitting on the couch with his little brother, Lars heard the sound of car wheels pulling up the driveway. Putting his tablet down, he went over to the door to let Talia and her guest in. The older lion took his paws and slicked back his mane, wanting to look as suave and debonair as possible for his date. Eric decided to go over to his brother and welcome the guests too.
"Hi, Talia," said Lars, his voice smooth and calm.
"Hey, Lars," said Talia.
"This is my little brother, Eric," said Lars to the tigress.
Talia extended her paw for Eric to shake. Eric was completely floored at how gorgeous the tigress was. Though not as tall as Lars, she had a trim, luscious figure. Talia was wearing Daisy Duke shorts that showed off her firm, cute rump, and a tight t-shirt that prominently displayed her large rack.
"Nice to meet you, Eric," said Talia.
"You too," said Eric, his voice rising in pitch from the sexual attraction he felt towards the tigress.
"So, where's this mystery guest you told me about?" asked Lars.
"Right here!" said a dark figure that was walking towards the house. As the figure got to the doorway, Lars and Eric could see that the mystery guest was a young tigress who looked remarkably similar to Talia.
"Eric, Lars, this is my younger sister, Tasha," said Talia.
Eric's jaw dropped at the sight of the younger tigress. She looked to be his age and wore almost the same outfit as her older sister. The younger lion extended his paw to Tasha and even bowed.
"Hi, Tasha," said the younger lion. "I'm Eric."
"Nice to meet you, Eric," said Tasha, who then fluttered her eyelashes at him. This act didn't go unnoticed by either Eric or Lars, with the older lion leaning down and whispering to his brother.
"I think she likes you, Eric," said Lars.
At that moment, Eric was glad he was wearing very baggy shorts that were covering up his hardening lion member. His heart pounded as he blushed at Tasha, who smiled back at him.
"Come in, make yourselves at home," said Lars.
Eric and Lars sat down on the two couches that were in the living room. Predictably, Talia sat down next to Lars, while Tasha sat down next to Eric. The younger lion smiled sheepishly at the tigress as she continued fluttering her eyelashes at him. Nervously, Eric put his paws on his crotch, hoping and praying that his erection wouldn't show.
"So," said Lars, spreading his arms wide on the back of the couch. "Tasha, why don't you tell us about yourself."
"Like what?" asked the younger tigress.
"Just anything," said Lars, "perhaps you and Eric might have something in common."
Eric shot his brother a nasty stare, but Lars just smiled back at him. The younger lion was already uncomfortable as it was, but Lars was making it more intolerable.
"Well, I'll be turning twelve next Saturday," said Tasha.
"Really?" said Eric. "I'm turning twelve next Saturday too!"
"See?" mused Lars. "You have the same birthdays. That's something."
Tasha went on. "I really like reading. I'm on the girls basketball team . . ."
"I like reading and I'm on the boys basketball team!" exclaimed Eric, finding himself growing more relaxed around Tasha.
"Wow, cool!" said Tasha. "You like the UFC?"
"Hell yeah, I do!" said Eric, which caused Talia and Lars to cover their mouths to hide their laughter. "I wanna be a UFC fighter one day!"
"You've got the build to be one," observed Tasha.
Eric looked back and forth at his arms, then decided to flex for the tigress. It had only been within the last year and a half that the young lion's body had begun the transition from cub into puberty. Gone was the baby fat that he had once possessed, and combined with his daily exercising, he was now sporting a nicely sculpted build.
"Mom would kick your tail if you told here you wanted to go into combat sports, Eric," said Lars.
"Whatever," said Eric, dismissing his brother's warning. "That's what I want to do."
"I think you should," said Tasha, patting his paw.
"Thanks," said Eric, who once again watched the younger tigress flutter her eyelashes at him, only now he felt at ease when she made such a gesture.
"We're gonna watch a movie. You two gonna watch it with us?"
"What movie?" asked Eric.
"Some romantic comedy that Talia brought over," said Lars.
"Sounds boring as hell," Eric quipped.
"My feelings exactly," said Tasha.
Lars shrugged his shoulders. "Suit yourself. How about you show Tasha your room, Eric?"
Eric and Tasha got up and headed towards the younger lion's bedroom, but not before Lars shot his younger brother another wink.
Eric flicked the light on in his room, revealing an area filled with poster of UFC fighters on the walls as well as book cases stuffed with the many books he'd read over the years.
"Nice room," said Tasha as she walked around the room, occasionally having to watch where she stepped.
"Sorry about the mess," said Eric, rubbing the back of his neck. "I wasn't planning on having company today."
"No biggie," said Tasha. "Hey, you like graphic novels too!"
"Oh yeah," said Eric, going over to the bookcase where she was at. "I've been collecting them for a few years."
Tasha rummaged around in the bookcase, marveling at the sheer number of books Eric had in his collection.
"Could . . . could I borrow some of these, Eric?"
Eric shrugged his shoulders. "Sure, borrow as many as you want."
"Wow, thanks!" said Tasha, who promptly selected over a dozen titles from his library that she wished to read. Eric couldn't resist a chuckle at her enthusiasm.
"You must be quite the reader, huh?" he said, grinning.
"Oh yeah," said Tasha. "It pisses me off that other beasts look at me and just assume that I'm some empty-headed bimbo just because I'm good looking."
"I don't think you're an empty-headed bimbo, Tasha," said Eric.
"Thanks," said Tasha. "Do you think I'm good looking?"
"Yeah," said Eric. "I think you're beautiful."
"To be honest, I think you're kind of cute yourself, Eric," said the tigress as she ran her paw through the young lion's mane, causing him to close his eyes and murr from the attention.
"Yeah, you are cute!" said Tasha.
Eric opened his eyes seeing the tigress still brushing his mane. "So, um, what do you want to do now?"
Tasha grinned, getting up close to Eric. "How about we have some fun? Just you and me?"
"Doing what?" asked Eric stupidly.
Tasha giggled. "Let me show you."
Eric's eyes widened as the tigress leaned in and kissed him on the lips, taking him completely by surprise, still he didn't want to fight the urges he felt towards the young tigress. Closing his eyes, he opened his mouth, and the two cats swirled their tongues around as they made out. Eric, driven on by the sexual desire he felt, boldly made his move, putting his paws on the tigress' rump, making her moan from the contact. She broke their kiss.
"You've got strong paws, Eric. I bet you'll be a great UFC fighter one day."
"Thanks," said Eric.
"You wanna see how strong my paws are?" asked the tigress.
"Sure, go . . . . oh," moaned Eric, feeling Tasha's right paw reach into his shorts and caress the outer part of his underwear. Again, the young lion closed his eyes, feeling the loving touch of the tigress inside his shorts. She teased his member as she rubbed and rubbed at his crotch. Grinning once more, she slowly moved her paw inside of his underwear, grabbing a hold of his hardened member.
"Oh, that's nice," she said sensually.
Eric watched as Tasha pulled her paw out of Eric's underwear. His heart beating almost uncontrollably, he watched as Tasha pulled her shirt off, revealing her naked torso. Eric put his paw on the white tummy fur of the tigress, rubbing her flat stomach. Looking at the tigress, she nodded as he lowered his paw inside of Tasha's shorts, only he didn't go outside her underwear. Realizing what he had done, he pulled his paw out, embarrassed at what he had done.
"Sorry," he said, blushing.
"For what?" asked Tasha. "I want you to do that."
With a wide smirk, Eric once again put his paw down the tigress' shorts, putting it on the front of her vaginal lips. Seeing Tasha close her eyes, he slowly put the pads of his paw inside her and felt that her vaginal walls were growing wetter by the second. Clearly, she wanted him, and he wasn't about to miss this opportunity. He slide his paw in and out of her, slowly, making her groan as she put her own paws behind her back and undid her bra. The young lion licked his chops, seeing her bountiful, exposed rack in front of him. With his paw still inside of her, he moved his mouth down to her breasts and suckled on her tits. The sensation made her groan even louder. She shoved him away, but only because she wanted to take his shirt off, which revealed sculpted abs and pecs. Again, Eric suckled away at her breasts, like a cub drinking milk from its mother. He felt Tasha's paws at the front of his shorts and heard the sound of the button being unsnapped and the zipper being lowered. He stepped out of his shorts, now only in his very tented briefs. With his mouth filled with tigress breasts, he returned the favor, undoing Tasha's shorts and listened to the sound of them sliding down her legs and onto the floor. She pulled the horny lion off of her, then dragged him over to his own bed.
"Get on their!" shouted Tasha jokingly.
Eric laughed as the tigress shoved him on the bed, causing him to land on his back. The young lion was quickly rewarded by the sight of the prowling tigress crawling over him and stopping just at his face. Lowering her head down, she opened her mouth and let the lion kiss her. Their tongues swirling around each other, Eric now fought for dominance, making the tigress roll over as he pinned her to the bed. She smirked at him as he gave her a toothy grin.
"Aren't you quite the warrior," she said.
"You bet I . . ." He was cut off by the sound of someone shouting and screaming in the next room. Temporarily stunned, he shook his head as he heard what was obviously Talia shouting, "Oh god, oh god!" repeatedly. He shook his head.
"Well, who didn't see that coming?"
Tasha tugged at his underwear. "How about you and I do that?"
"You're being serious?" asked the lion.
"I want you in me, Eric," said the tigress.
What happened next would be a moment in Eric's life that he would never forget. Pulling his underwear off, he got on his knees in front of the tigress' legs. Reaching over, he pulled at the waistband of her panties and tossed them to the side. With both lion and tigress completely naked, he spread her legs as he guided his member inside of her, feeling the wet, warm tightness of Tasha. She groaned as he tore through her hymen. Though horny and wanting to mate with her badly, he was careful not to hurt her. Cupping his paws on her breasts, he squeezed at the fleshy melons in his paws as he slowly sunk the entirety of his dick into her. The tigress chest heaved with every breath as she desperately wanted the lion atop her to take her. Carefully, Eric moved his cock out of her, only to shove it back inside. He had never felt anything more comfortable in his life than the tigress tight cunt. Tasha begged him to go harder, and he happily complied with her request. In and out of her pussy his cock went, making him crazier by the second. Roaring, he fucked her faster and harder, which only caused the tigress to want more of what he was giving her. Shutting his eyes, Eric felt his climax. Tasha felt the blast of his seed enter her, coating her vaginal walls. She looked up at him, somewhat disappointed that she had not experienced her own orgasm. Eric just smiled at her.
"Don't worry, just give me two minutes and I'll be ready to go again," he said reassuringly.
"Two minutes?" said Tasha, unable to believe such a feat was possible. "Damn, that's pretty quick!"
"We lions are pretty quick to recharge," said Eric. "We can go as many rounds as you want, Tasha."
"I knew I liked you for a good reason," said Tasha. "Fill me up again, please!"
It didn't even take two minutes before Eric was inside the tigress again, plowing away as before. Tasha gripped the bedsheets tightly as her lion fucked her even harder than before. His mane shaking, he snarled and growled as he made every effort for his new mate to experience her orgasm. He looked down as he saw her arch her back, her breathing growing erratic as she was close to climax. She grabbed hold of his rump as she felt the indescribable feeling of the feminine orgasm wash over her. Once finished, she lied back down, her tongue hanging out as Eric continued fucking her until he had shot his second load into her. Satisfied, he laid down next to his girlfriend, who promptly put her head on his chest, cuddling up against him.
"I guess I have a girlfriend now, huh?"
"And I guess I have a boyfriend now, right?"
Eric continued cuddling up against the tigress, admiring her orange and black stripes as well as he breasts being pushed up against him. He was about ready to suggest a third round, when he heard his phone vibrate. Grabbing it, he read the message on the screen.
"What's it say?" asked Tasha, looking over at the lion.
"It's Lars. He said my parents won't be coming home until tomorrow evening now."
"Is that all?" she asked.
"No," said Eric, smiling at her. "He was also congratulating me on getting pussy for the first time."
"Is that so?" said Tasha, patting the bed. "How about you come back here and get some more?"
"Don't mind if I do!" exclaimed the lion. He was going to see just how many rounds he could endure with his new tigress girlfriend. ***