Sleeping Beauty

Robin walked downstairs, called down by his mother, the delicious smell of her cooking filling the whole house and making the 18 year old opossum boy's mouth water. He stepped into the kitchen, getting handed a stack of plates and told to help set the table as soon as he got in. Soon enough the pair were joined by Robin's father, already stealing a few bites of the food, unable to help himself. The table was set for four, but only three opossums stood in the kitchen, the fourth seat calling for its recipient. His mom told Robin to go check on his sister Millie upstairs, the boy acquiescing and racing upstairs, eager to stuff his mouth and ravenous stomach soon enough. He went up to his sister's room, listening in for a few moments before knocking on the door, hearing no reply. He opened the door and walked in, his eyes assaulted by a combination of pink and black all around the room, the 15 year old girl going through a bit of a punk phase currently, posters of obscure bands littering her walls. He smirked before rounding the corner and seeing Millie lying on the bed, stirring slightly as he called out to her. The girl was suffering from narcolepsy, causing her to just randomly fall into a deep sleep for some time occasionally throughout the day. Millie only had on a white t-shirt and pink underwear, her thighs deliciously on display, making Robin need to adjust his jeans somewhat, fearful that the rapidly growing bulge in them might be visible to someone. He had always lusted over his sister, right from the beginning, and her condition was a blessing he cherished every single time the two were left together. It might've morally been very wrong, but how could it feel so good if it wasn't destined to be? Unfortunately Robin didn't have the time to start playing around with her now, their parents waiting for them downstairs, and it looked like she was on the verge of waking up anyway. He crouched down next to the bed, poking her side playfully as she jumped up, shaking her head as she groggily looked around, her eyes focusing on Robin with a big grin on his face, 
"Morning sis. Sorry to disturb, but mom's cooked up meatloaf. I don't think you'll want to sleep through that." 
Millie smiled as she clambered out of bed, picking her shorts up from the floor and putting them on, the boy averting his gaze as she bent over as not to make his jeans any tighter than they already were. With her awake and dressed, the pair jogged downstairs together, both of their bellies growling in anticipation. 

The sun had started to set on the neighbourhood, the siblings' parents already upstairs and sleeping, everyone filled to the brim with dinner. Robin and Millie decided to relax and digest their food by watching some movies, him turning off the lights as she scrolled around the selection of movies on offer, nestled under a blanket on the living room sofa. Robin joined her on the sofa, hopping next to her and diving under the blanket, playfully wrestling some of it off of her to wrap himself in it. The family's dog had also joined the duo, the husky sleeping on the floor next to the sofa, occasionally glancing towards the kids. Millie finally found a movie that interested her, a romantic comedy of some sort, putting it on as Robin gave a joking, exaggerated sigh, 
"Another romcom? Well now I just know you're trying to hump me, you hate all that romantic crap usually but around me you oh-so-conveniently just happen to find all these romantic movies interesting."
Millie laughed and lightly punched his shoulder, 
"Yeah, sure, I'd jump on you in a heartbeat, you're so hot I'm sure even mom flicks her bean to you. And don't even ask about dad." 
A huge grin crept onto Robin's face, him getting a kick out of joking around the two being together while she was completely unaware of just how many times she's had his seed dumped in her. As he was thinking about all the previous times, the boy was suddenly very happy with the choice he made to climb under the covers, his cock rock hard and throbbing. The two settled in as the movie started playing, Robin relaxing against the backrest while Millie laid down against the armrest. About half an hour later he heard her breathing slowing down, looking over in her direction to find her eyes shut, her whiskers gently twitching with every breath, using her arms as a headrest. He slowly stood up and grabbed the TV remote, muting the sound on it as his ears perked up, listening to any sounds coming from his parents upstairs. He stood still for close to a minute before he was satisfied that they were soundly asleep and wouldn't be disturbing him or his sister, turning the movie's sound on again to hopefully cover up any suspicious noises that might carry out from the living room. Next he had to check whether she had just fallen asleep naturally, or if this was actually a bout of narcolepsy. He carefully poked her leg, pinching her hand lightly after that. She showed no signs of waking up, peacefully snoozing away even as he picked her up enough to slide between her and the sofa, setting Millie onto his lap as his hands shook and his heart pounded, fires of lust raging through Robin's entire body. It had been almost two weeks since he had last bred her, the boy saving himself up for her. It may at times be rather uncomfortable to be so pent up, but it only makes the sessions that much sweeter in the end. 

Robin let his hands wander all around his little sister's body, running over her shirt before slipping under it, feeling the soft fluffy belly fur and squeezing her small tits, Millie was a bit of a late bloomer in that regard. He huffed and panted in her ear, licking her neck and cheek, turning her face to his and kissing her, pushing his tongue into her muzzle and letting it explore her mouth. Even when asleep she was still as cute as ever, even cuter probably. Not as good of a kisser though, he'd had a taste of that once before, when letting her try a few beers for the first time and playing a few rounds of truth or dare. He could still remember that night perfectly, the taste of her mouth, the smell of her vanilla perfume mixing with the campfire smoke, the tiniest little squeak she made as their tongues touched. She might have just done it to win a dare while drunk out of her mind, but that night and that single kiss had helped Robin take care of morning wood more times than he could count. He pulled out of her mouth, a small strand of saliva connecting the two for a few moments longer as he nuzzled her neck, sighing with satisfaction, his cock fully erect. He zipped down his jeans and opened his fly, letting his shaft finally have some space, drops of precum staining Millie's white shorts. The boy slipped one of his hands down the front of the pants, feeling her mound as he ran his fingers on top of her panties, circling his fingertips on her clit. With a moan he slipped his fingers under her panties, finding her lips nice and damp, pushing two digits inside, the incredible heat and the gentle clenching driving him wild. Soon he was knuckle deep in her, thrusting back and forth, a quiet squishing sound filling the living room as his cock twitched and shot out drops of pre all over the floor. Panting like he'd just run a marathon, he pulled his fingers out and brought them to his muzzle, inhaling his sister's scent deeply before slipping them in his mouth, suckling them clean of her honey, savouring the delicious taste of her arousal. 

Robin pulled Millie's shorts and panties down to her ankles, fully exposing her plump and delicious lips, burning with heat and slowly dripping her honey, the girl's body ready to be bred even if her mind wasn't entirely aware of the plans. He flopped his cock on top of her pussy, hotdogging the shaft between her lips, feeling her juices slathering all over as it pulsed and smeared precum all over the fur on her crotch and lower belly. With a low and quiet whisper, Robin called out for the dog, the faithful servant peeking his head up and immediately trotting along over to the pair of opossums. He had one look of the boy's dick grinding against Millie's cunt, and he knew what the deal was and what he was expected to do. Robin had always been the kinky type, and not just when it came to nocturnal incest. He'd had an interest in animals for almost as long as he's had a crush on his sister, the family dog being an obvious choice for experimentation when it came to this. The first few times were just the usual sort: lots of lickjobs and red rocket handling. Soon enough however the boy had also started including his sister, the husky getting to know her nooks and crannies almost as well as Robin. The dog walked up between the siblings' legs, sticking his muzzle right onto Millie's entrance, giving her a long and sloppy lick, starting from the base and ending at her clit. He then dug deeper, nuzzling his mouth right onto her lips and sticking his tongue in, hungrily lapping up her pussy juices as Robin watched with a grin, his hand wrapped around his cock, stroking himself as the lewd slurping sounds joined the movie playing in the background. After a few minutes of the husky eating Millie out, Robin shoved his pole up to the dog's muzzle, him quickly getting the hint as he started licking the tip, satisfied with both the taste of pussy juices and cum.  First he simply slid his tongue across the shaft, before a gentle thrust and a coaxing hand on his head slipped it into his muzzle, the husky starting to suckle on it. Robin laid his head down against the back rest and closed his eyes as the good boy took more and more of him inside, the tongue slipping out and bathing his balls as both males panted in unison. Robin pulled out from the feral's mouth, giving his cock a few pumps, the shaft nicely slick from spit, a few drops of the drool joining the precum and pussy juices pooled on the floor below. With both him and Millie properly lubed up by the husky, his tail wagging as the boy gave him some headpats and praise, it was time to finally release some of that pent up seed. 

Robin aimed his tip to his sister's lips, slipping it inside without too many issues, the generous lubing and previous stretching making Millie a lot more accommodating than most 15-year-old girls would be for a man his size. He gritted his teeth and sucked in air through them, even just the tip being inside of her was incredible. But he wasn't planning on stopping with just the tip, widening his stance in preparation before slamming up into her, holding her thighs and pulling her down onto his shaft simultaneously. He slid inside with a moist squishing sound, her pussy squeezing and milking Robin for everything he's got, him needing to grab a mouthful of Millie's neck fuzz to stop himself from yelling in ecstasy and waking up their parents. He pulled halfway out of her before thrusting right back in, holding absolutely nothing back, muffled thudding sounds echoing through the house as his crotch hammered against her, his balls wildly swinging up and down. Millie's tongue hung out of her mouth as she was getting jostled around, Robin shoving three of his fingers into her maw as he fucked her. Liquids splattered and poured all over his thighs, matting the fur with the strong smell of lust. He grabbed her neck with his muzzle, nibbling her lightly and moaning into her ear, whispering about how he was going to shoot his load into her, how he was going to knock her up, how she was going to be the mother of her older brother's kids, how she had no choice in the matter. He grabbed her by her sides and pushed her down onto the sofa on her belly, his cock still lodged deep inside of the girl. Robin laid down on top of her, wrapping his arms around her as he bred her, grunting and moaning with every thrust. Even unconscious, Millie's body knew what to do, her walls clenching down on his shaft every time he rammed into her, the soft blanket under the pair grinding against her clit with every movement as she was pushed down against it. He could feel the blood rushing through his body, his ears filled with nothing except the thumping of his heart, the whole room filling with the smell of feral and pure lust, the boy fucking her like she was a simple sex toy, a hole to be used and filled for pleasure. He hilted himself as deep as he could possibly thrust one last time, grinding against her ass as he reached heaven, spurts of cum starting to fill her womb. Ropes of the boy's seed painted her walls, soon leaking out as her pussy lips dripped with incestuous semen. Multiple weeks worth of cum drained deep inside of Millie, the virile stud hoping that one of the myriad of shots would reach its target and make their union whole. He huffed and caught his breath, kissing his sister and telling her what a good girl she was, pulling his cock out of her to let a flood of cum pool onto the sofa. 

Millie's long tail flopped down between her legs as Robin clambered off of her, sitting back to watch his violated sister leaking and admiring his handiwork. Though he had just pumped a very generous amount of cum in her pussy, his cock was still half-stiff, the sight alone enough to invigorate him for another go already. He jumped off of the sofa and moved next to her upper half, grabbing her head and turning it so her mouth was facing him, the boy kneeling down enough so that his crotch was at her face level. He opened her muzzle and gently pushed inside, Millie's soft breathing tickling his pubic fur. The girl's soft tongue felt like velvet gliding against his sensitive cock, causing him to quietly moan and grunt. She had been such a good girl that it was only right to give her a taste of the splatterings of semen and pussy juice still clinging to Robin's length, the strong musky taste filling her mouth. Her nose softly bumped into his crotch as he was completely hilted in her maw, his tip tickling her throat as precum dribbled from the side of her mouth. He grabbed her muzzle with both hands, carefully squeezing down on it to completely close it around his cock as he started to slide in and out, fucking her face. Though she was still deep asleep, the girl started gently suckling on the rod in her mouth, nursing it like she was a young child once again, gulping down everything he was dripping into her maw. With his dick still being very sensitive from the recent orgasm and Millie's nocturnal nursing instincts, Robin was on the edge of cumming again very quickly, the last little bit of built up tension still sloshing around in him, ready to burst out and fill her mouth any second now. Deciding that just her mouth wasn't good enough, Robin opened her muzzle up as wide as he could, giving him room to thrust right down into her throat, a small bulge showing on her neck as he went in as far as he possibly could. With a long, satisfied sigh, ropes of cum gushed right down into her stomach, his sounds joined in with a slight gurgling as Millie tried handling the load being pumped into her. He pulled out, grabbing his shaft and jacking it off as he shot the last few ropes on top of her muzzle and head. In the end, the fur around her mouth was completely stained with cum, as was her hair, her nose leaking a few drops of seed as well. 

As he gathered his breath, Robin felt a nose pushing into his side, poking to get his attention. The boy turned around to see the husky, his tail wagging with excitement and his red rocket already peeking out from his sheath, the smell of Millie's breeding awakening his feral lust. Robin grinned and knelt down to get a better view of the dog's package, grabbing the hefty sheath and giving it a few jerks, enticing the shaft to fully reveal itself. Throbbing with fervour, the knot still slowly inflating as his fingers ran down the length of it, clear and liquidy precum flowing from the tip like a leaky faucet, the husky being just about as well equipped as he was. Since he'd done such a good job of prepping the pair of siblings, he deserved to get some R'n'R himself as well. Robin flipped Millie around and sat her up, pushing her thighs wide open and bringing her ass right to the edge of the sofa, giving the dog perfect access to her cute, cream filled pussy. He had mounted the girl a handful of times before and knew exactly what to do, throwing his front paws over her thighs as he stood up. Robin lent a helping hand, grabbing the canine cock under the knot and leading the tip right to her entrance, letting the husky take over from there. The hound was as merciless as the boy was, immediately starting to pound the sleeping girl with bestial lust, quick and short strokes shaking her entire body as he slammed into her over and over, the small mounds on her chest jiggling around. Within a few minutes of sloppy breeding, cum spurting from Millie's pussy with each thrust, the husky's knot was fully inflated, bumping up and straining against her lips. She had only been knotted a couple of times before, Robin usually holding the canine's knot back and not letting it slip in, but this had been such a great night already, how could the boy bring himself to stop the husky from fully enjoying the evening? With growing speed and intensity, the dog threw his hips against Millie, panting and leaving a puddle of saliva on her belly. His tail whipped around like he was about to take off, the nails on his back legs tapping against the wooden floor. His knot ground against her cunt before finally popping inside, his ballsack pulsing as his cum joined Robin's. He might not be able to father any offspring with the girl, but that didn't make the canine any less enthusiastic about being able to creampie her teenage hole. With his knot securely locked in her, he hopped off of her and turned around, standing ass to ass, tied with her. 

The husky stayed tied to Millie for about ten minutes, Robin using the time to let his hands roam around her body, kissing and Frenching her. Eventually the knot had shrunken enough that he could pull it out, a pop ringing out as doggy cum sploshed from the girl's pussy, the canine continuing to pump her full the whole time the two were tied up. Determined to not let any of his hard work go to waste, the dog spun around and immediately stuck his muzzle right into her cunt, lapping up the leaky mess with enthusiasm. Robin helped him along, bending the girl into a squat, globs of seed running out of her as he continued felching, eating up both opossum and husky cum. His agile tongue snaked its way deep down her canal, cleaning her hole up nicely. He lingered at her pussy for a while, eventually moving his attention to her thighs instead, running his tongue over the musky and soaked fur. Happy with Millie's state, he lied down on the floor and bent down to wrap his tongue around his red rocket, giving it a thorough bath. Robin elected to simply wipe his length on Millie's fur, smearing the leftover liquids all over her chest and belly, smirking as he marked the girl as his. 

Robin carefully dressed Millie back up, sliding her panties and shorts on her legs, pulling her shirt down over her chest once more. He tucked her into the corner of the sofa, sliding next to her and nuzzling her cheek, pulling the blanket over the both of them. He patted the seat next to him, the husky jumping up and curling into a ball, a bit of red still peeking from between his legs, proof of his enjoyable evening. Robin wrapped an arm around his little sister's shoulder, sighing with pure pleasure and joy, her slow breathing and rhythmic heartbeat filling his ears. The movie was still playing on the TV, almost finished, him clicking out to choose another movie, a romcom as well. About twenty minutes later he could feel Millie stirring under his arm, her eyes groggily opening as she rose up and stretched her arms,
"Ughh, I fell asleep again?" 
"Mhm, missed the best bits of the movie. I think, I didn't really follow it too closely honestly. Put on another movie since you're probably not falling asleep for a while, it's another romcom since you love those so much."
They both laughed lightly, Millie shifting around, seeming perplexed, 
"Did I sleep weird or something? I feel like shit, my whole ass is sore." 
"Oh no, you slept fine, I just couldn't keep my hands off of you." 
Millie giggled at the apparent joke as she shuffled up to his side, leaning against his shoulder as she settled in, her nose twitching as she made another face, 
"And what is that smell? It's like we're in the boy's locker room."
"Oh, well, the dog wanted in on the action as well, sorry about the smell." 
"Oh of course, that makes sense. But seriously though, I think I need a shower before bed, didn't think it was that hot in here." 
Robin only smiled as she pressed against him, the innocent girl as sweet as she ever was. The pair spent the whole night watching trash romantic movies, only slipping to bed at the early hours of morning. As Robin collapsed into his bed, tired as hell, he couldn't help but to smile ear to ear, his fur still smelling like his sister.