The family problem
Chapter 02:

Teresah woke up first, to her luck.
The first thing she noticed, that her nightstand light was still on, then that she was naked on the bed covers, but when she moved, she also noticed the rag between her legs.
A tiny bit of shame came over her with the memory of how dirty she thought of that wash cloth.
She spread her legs and slowly tugged the small towel out of her pussy. The rough fabric tickled her insides and when it was out, she felt empty.
Teresah idly massaged her labia as she sat up and turned to sit on the bed's edge. She looked at the little towel and took brief a sniff. It smelled of her lubricant, sperm and sweat, aside from that it was still warm.
With a giggle, she wiped the more wet part over her nipples massaged it in her soft boob fur.
She sighed happily to herself. "haaa... Teresah, you naughty slut."
It was sunday morning. A hole day of doing nothing before school starts again. It's family tradition, that no one sets up an alarm clock on sunday. She still wondered why she woke up rather early after such a workout.
"Oh well, guess it's me making breakfast." Teresah got up and stepped in front of the full length mirror on the opposite of her bed to examine her naked body. The fur was a little rough and greasy, much like her hair. But that wasn't what she payed attention to. She cupped both her boobs and lifted them a little. Ever since she hit puberty, it was a thing she did every morning and was always happy about every change. From the tiny A-cup at the beginning, to the current C-cup. She loved how her pink nipples stood out to her dark brown fur.
After the curtains of the window were opened, the first thing she saw was the neighbors house. A friendly wolf family lives there and sometimes, when she was lucky, she got to see a little strip show, or some real action. But this time, nothing. At least the weather looked promising and the rising sun gave everything it shun upon a golden hue. Warm enough for a red t-shirt, blue jeans, almost see-through black bra and fitting thong.

Daniel turned in the bed, from facing the wall to the room's center, watching his shut-off computer. He ignored what happened last night. It wasn't that special to him, but the newest pictures he saw came to his mind and reminding him of the morning wood under the blanket.
He stretched and yawned, taking a deep sigh through the nose and picking up a good scent of beacon, fried eggs and a hint of fresh toast. Normally he isn't hungry right after getting up, but this time his stomach growled, making him swing his legs out of bed and standing up. He hastily looked around for underwear. He couldn't just walk down in his sheath and furry balls, now could he?

Teresah hummed a happy tune while setting the table. "Mornin'!" her brother said as he came in. He just picked random clothes: White briefs, brown shorts and a blue shirt. He smiled towards his little sister and took another long sniff when he sat down. "Someone's in a very good mood!" He added.
"Yeah! I had a very good night. You too?" She added without getting red, unlike her older brother. "uhm, yeah. Me too."
"Sunny side up?" She asked with the pan close to his plate.
"Yes, please! Mom and dad not up yet?"
"No, they both worked late and the night before they barely got any sleep."
"So, I guess it's just us."
"Yep!" Teresah's mind was thinking more of that sentence, but it wouldn't look weird smiling a bit more.
She set the pan on the middle of the table and settled down next to Daniel. "Let's eat!"
It was normal that his sister always sat close to him. When they were kids, they had no choice but to sit close.
Back then, the family barely had enough money to live in a tiny apartment. Teresah and Daniel even had to share a bed. But things got better when their father found a better job and the kids were old enough to be left alone so their mother could work part time.
They now lived in their own house for five years and life was good.
Teresah cleared the table and huffed a few times, patting the belly. "Ooof... so good." She gratulated herself and opened the dishwasher to sort in the plates. She insisted on cleaning up, so her brother could have more free time.
She held the greasy pan under the tap and didn't even try getting it in the maschine, knowing it never fits.
She let the hot water wash most of the dirt away. While it was a lonesome task, she had time for herself and her perverted thoughts.

Upstairs, Daniel locked his room and turned the computer on. He looked through his folder of Jennet-pictures. He felt the tip leaving his sheath as he had a few nudes, or very suggestive appearing pictures, but he wasn't there to jack off. Though he squeezed his half hard dick through the shorts, he just picked the cutest one of his crush, where she is smiling and talking to some girl. He sighed and kept it in the screen's corner while he checked emails and went through his standard websites.
There was a lot of spam and ads in the inbox. All stuff he usually dismissed and deleted without looking inside. But this time there was one mail that caught his eye. It had a picture and preview from down the street. There was a bordello announcing the renovated new floors. He often walked past that place and never dared to place a foot in. He was just too embarrassed of being seen there. The ad proudly showed the new glory hole stalls for anonymous sex and heightened hygiene standards. His pants tightened and he glanced at Jennet's pic. He thought about fantasizing about his favourite girl, while a stranger sucked him off. 'Would it be cheating?' He thought 'I love her. Well, we are not really in a relationship. So I guess it's okay? Plus, maybe I can learn a thing or two.' For a second, he imagined she would actually work there.

Teresah was done washing up and went upstairs. It already was a habit to go up whenever he was there too. Seeing the closed door of the master bedroom reminded her their parents are still home. She still stopped at her brother's door and listened. She could hear tapping fingers on a keyboard. There was usually nothing to see when he was writing, so she kept going to her room. She took off her shirt and peeled down her bra far enough to show off her breasts and threw a new white spare shirt on the floor. She turned on her computer and checked her own mails. She was often topless in her own room, sometimes naked, for as long as Daniel walked in once a month, catching her while she was 'changing'. She always hoped that he would look at her body longer than a second.
The mailbox was empty. No matter. there were plenty of websites she needed to visit. Furbook frist. Chatting with friends and looking at pictures they made while partying. They were smart enough to keep out the fact they had been drinking, despite being around 16, but Teresah knew her friends well. And at least they didn't over do it.
Then she checked on Jennet's profile. The Collie wasn't as active on Furbook. For being a bully, she still had a lot of added friends. The latest entry was last week when there was a volleyball match between two classes. "Wrecked those losers!" It said under a picture of her, where she was about to spike the ball.
There was no shame in fearing that bitch. She had a very strong body even on the last picture she showed off her large bicep while a teacher gave her a the ribbon after the match.
Teresah's eyes went over that masculine body and stopped at the rack. There were still noticeable tits. She kept staring.
Suddenly her ears twitched when she heard Daniel's door unlock. She quickly got in position for her 'accidental' flashing and right in that moment her door opened and Daniel popped in With the words: "I'm-" Then his eyes shot down to the pink nipples that contrasted a lot to the brown fur of his sister's tits. "-sorry!" He covered his eyes and gathered himself, while Teresah almost giggled "Whoop! Sorry! Hold on." She said as she pulled her bra back up but knew very well that if he uncovered his eyes, he could still see her nipples. She turned around and bent down to pick up a shirt, making sure to take some time selecting one to show her clothed ass some more. When she got one, she first got up, then turned around to face him, but kept her attention at getting her head in the shirt, blinding her for the time she puts her arms through the sleeves before pulling it down.
When she was finished, he opened his eyes again and continued: "I'm going out with some friends for a few hours." Teresah nodded "Yeah, sure, I'll let mom and dad know." "Thanks sis."
With that he left her room and went downstairs. Soon, she could hear the front door opening and closing. She began to grin and shiver in excitement. "Yyyyes! Best weekend ever!" She said aloud and dashed to her bed. "Come here, Tom!" Tom was a plushie she made herself. Almost ripping the back zipper open, she pulled out an SD card from its slot, hopped to her door, locked it and finally slapped the SD card in her computer. She opened the video folder and the latest recording Tom made. The video started like every other video with the moment the door opens. Biting her lip, she looked closer in his face. She counted every time he looked at her body. The first time was obvious, and liked it the most. One hand already went in her pants and massaged her wet pussy. "Aaah~ you like those titties? What else did you stare at?" When she turned around in the video, he was peeking for a few seconds at her ass.
"Naughty boy likes his horny sister's ass too?" she giggled as she imagined she would've said that in front of him. She rubbed in circles around her cilt and knead her tit at what happened as she put on her shirt. He peeked at her tits again and even licked his lower lip. Teresah moaned louder and spread her legs. "You want my body? Take me, Daniel! Fuck me! I'm yours!" The video looped, but her pussy was almost finished. She moaned one final time as fresh juices sprayed in her palm and wetted her thong and pants.
She let go of her tit and let her arm dangle down as the other arm was idly spreading her lubricant over her still tingling labia. "Oooaaahh... I love you, Daniel."