The family problem
Chapter 01: Sisterly needs


A young woman snuck up on a closed door. She was well hidden in the dark hallway, only the light from the crack of the bottom of the door barely illuminated her foot paws.
Her breath was low and her ears perked up as much as they could. There was no way anyone could notice her at this late hour. She knew he is doing it. She knew, because she heard through the wall. She wanted to see it, again. She wanted to see her brother's penis. Like she did almost every day.
This was Teresah.
Teresah was a brown Lab, seventeen years old, 160 cm tall, living with her parents and her brother.

A young man sat with his legs spread in his neat office chair. He sat openly, without shame in front of his computer. The room was brightly illuminated.
His breath was fast and rhythmic. All his focus was on the screen. There was no way anyone could interrupt him, not at this late hour. He was doing it. He had to, because his libido was up high for ten years. He wanted to see the pictures, again. He wanted to see the pictures of this bitch. Like he did almost every day.
This was Daniel.
Daniel was a yellow Lab, twenty-one years old, 180 cm tall, living with his parents and his sister.

Teresah knew what he was jacking off to. For three years it hasn't been any different. He had a crush on this filthy collie-bitch. There was something he adored about her. Maybe it was the white hair that fit perfectly to her golden yellow fur and fluffed up her whole neck? Or was it her dominance she uses to have everything her way? 
Teresah didn't care, to her she was a bullying bitch. 
"Mmmh! Jannet." Teresah turned her limp ears towards the door. It wasn't her own name he moaned, but she still loved the sound of his voice trembling with pleasure.
She knelt down to the door and peeked through the keyhole. A smile crossed her face to see his gorgeous member again. All red and pointy. She couldn't see the knot, because he was sitting with his left to her, but it still worked her up.
Without moving her gaze from the keyhole, she slipped her pajama pants down to the knees and started to join his fun.
She knew he loved edging himself so it gave her plenty of time to watch.

Daniel was right-handed, but had to use the left hand to click the mouse for the next picture. His other hand was busy stroking his shaft. Using a lot of pressure with the  thumb, index finger and middle finger whenever he got close to the tip, he sometimes forced out a drop of precum. Fearing that he could get caught if someone would find it, he didn't dare to buy any lube or using soap. So precum and saliva had to do the job and it worked out quiet well.
The next picture showed up on the screen. It showed Jannet from behind, her gaze, as usual, to the side. Another picture he moved to the 'best of' folder, as she was only in her grey panties and bra. Both soaked with sweat and clinging tightly to her well trained body. Her long furred tail was blurry as it fanned air to cool her off and to his luck, in that moment for whatever reason she bent over and the tail was all the way to the left, showing off a neat camel toe. Apparently, she was digging in her sports bag.
He loved this one. He imagined it wasn't sweat that made her moist between the legs. He imagined that she fondled herself right before him, teasing him. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, drifting more into fantasy. His hand worked faster up and down, making wet sounds as it slapped against his sheath.

Teresah bit her lip. She didn't see what he saw on the screen, but she liked the result. She wished she was inside the room, pleasuring him while presenting those pics to him. But for now, her fingers had to work on her own private parts.
She already had two fingers in her wet cunt, thrusting in and out by turns. Instead of moans, she whimpered softly to keep it down and be more silent than her brother.
She loved the expression of bliss on his face. She knew he wanted to cum soon, so she had to step it up by pushing a third finger in. It was tight fit, but she was wet enough to push them in all the way.
His hips twitched up and she could hear him panting. His hand slowed down to longer and harder strokes. She carefully leaned her forehead to the door and slowly started to spread her fingers inside herself as much as possible. Then, she copied his pace. With every down stroke, she pushed inside and with every up stroke, she pulled out. He grunted Jennet's name and suddenly sped up, but so did Teresah. "Here comes" she thought with her tingly and twitching hips.

Daniel was on the peak of his speed, daydreaming of his crush getting fucked from behind by him. He knew what kind of person she was, and he'd love to give her some payback. He wanted to reverse the position and make her vulnerable to him. 
The fantasy he now had, added to the many different scenes he already had about her. It was time to finish it. He imagined her voice angrily screaming for him to stop.

Teresah drooled and started to grin, seeing his member twitch. It was time.
It the right moment he shot his first load over his chest, she thrusted all three fingers as deep inside as possible, bringing her over the edge. The hand, that by now held her balance, rushed up to cub her other hand to keep her pussy from squirting on the carpet. She felt the juice splatting on her palm and she emitted a long, high pitched whimper that slowly turned into a lewd panting. 
Her face was still pressed against the door, her snout facing down and her eyes looking half-closed through the keyhole.

Daniel heard his sisters' whimper, but interpreted it as part of his fantasy. He used the afterglow to imagine his crush, flopping to the locker room floor and twitch with his seed inside her. Those thoughts gave him the satisfaction to let go of his cock and feel it shrink back into the sheath.

After a while, he forced his eyes open to not fall asleep in the chair again. He chuckled when he saw the last picture once more. He clicked it away and shut his computer down. His back made a few cracking sounds as he arched it and leaned up to his drawers to get some tissues.
A little stress and panic came up as the box was empty. He stared at it for a few more moments and thought of his options.
His chest and belly were covered in jizz and of course there was some on his sheath slowly dripping down to his balls.

To Teresah, this was new. He always had an extra box or something else, but now, he stood up and dropped his open pants. Her mind was clear enough to know what he was up to. She pulled her pants up and backed away from the door. The bathroom was to her right and her room to the left. She jumped up and snuck with a fast pace to her open room, just in time to see the opening door of her brother's room illuminating the hallway.
She held her breath as he stopped in his doorway.

Daniel looked left and right through the hallway. He didn't want anyone to see him covered in sperm, let alone naked. Everything was dark and quiet, so he made his way to the bathroom with the same pace and style as his sister.

Teresah heard the bathroom door lock. She sighed as she wasn't caught once more for the last three years. She peeked around the corner and snuck up to the bathroom, but soon, she knew there was nothing for her to see. There was no light coming from the keyhole, but from the bottom crack. meaning that he most likely put a towel before it. He wasn't the only one that did it. Everyone in the house did, because there was no hook and everyone was always used to it. 
She turned around and went back to her room, sucking on her wet fingers. She didn't mind the taste. It wasn't special, but the thought of liquid sex, much like her brothers' sperm would always work her up.
Just when she wanted to shut her door, she stopped and thought.

Daniel looked at the shower. He liked taking showers a lot, more than taking a bath, but he still knew it was too late in the night to turn on a loud shower, it could wake up someone. He huffed and took a wash cloth from under the sink and soaked it in water and soap, but not as much soap as he liked, the bottle was almost empty. "Egh." He grunted annoyed and started to use more water instead.
It worked out quiet well. All the white spots were gone. The fur still looked a bit sticky, but it wasn't as bad and he could hide it anyway. 
He yawned once more and threw the wash cloth on the bathtub rim, not thinking about it anymore. He unlocked the door, switched off the lights and went to his bed room in a more relaxed pace. Closing his door, he turned off the lights, walked blindly towards the bed and dropped in.

Teresah bit her lip. She already guessed it that he would wash himself differently. She imagined a sperm soaked towel, white and dripping with his seed. If she wasn't wet before, she was now, so she sneaked to the bathroom and turned on the lights. She looked around, seeking the object her imagination had conjured.
She was a little disappointed when it wasn't as beautiful as she thought, but still good. With a shivering breath, she grabbed the wash cloth and took a long sniff at it.
She exhaled with a long moan. It was still warm, mostly because of the hot water he used, but there were still a few strings of sperm to see. Her knees got weak. She was about to fall on them, but she wanted this to be better. She folded it to keep it warm and rushed to her room. No matter if she woke up her brother, she just needed this right now.
With one hand, she dropped her pants and hastily opened her pajamas' shirt, almost ripping off the buttons. Her room was already dark, but she closed the door and turned on the nightstand's light. Then she dropped on the bed and unfolded the rag to put it over her muzzle. Taking a small lick, but a deep breath. "Mmmmh... Daniel..." She moaned and started to fondle her pussy. Her whole body squirmed in pleasure, like she was swimming in it.
Her left hand let go of her soaked cunt and took the rag to rub it over her chest. "Smear it over my tits, brother." She said softly, then lifted it and saw that there were a few strings of jizz still connecting it because of a little glob. She gasped and quickly moved it to her muzzle. She gave it a careful and shivering lick. "y-yes, into my mouth..." She whispered and licked it all up. A little bit of soap was in it too, but not enough to ruin the moment of bliss.
"I love you bro~" She moaned again and lowered the wash cloth to her cunny and started to rub it in. Not a single thought of reason or warning was loud enough to stop her from it. "Fuck me, Daniel."
She put the fabric over her middle finger and stroked it like it was actually him, then she pointed at her cunt and spread her legs. "C-come on..."
A shout of pleasure came out as she shoved the rough fabric inside her.
She wanted to pull out, but only her finger slid out, so she grabbed the remaining fabric that was left outside and jerked it around, imitating thrusts and gasping her brother's name every now and then.
Then it came to a sudden end. She ripped her eyes open and thrusted her hips up. That was the only moment her reasonable part could tell her not to be too loud. Instead, she gasped loudly for air, but still moved on her bed like she was on fire.
She stuffed the rag as deep in as she could and squeezed her tits tightly. 
Everything went black before her eyes and she dropped her hips to the sheets.
She passed out. It was the most perfect moment of her life, so far. 
There she lay, head to the side, eyes closed, her hands still on her breasts, her nipples peeking out between the fingers, her legs spread wide, and a wet little towel stuffed in her cunt like she has been a horrible rape-victim.
Her room wasn't locked and she didn't, or more like, couldn't mind anymore.

End of chapter 01