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", "writing": "[URL=https://inkbunny.net/s/1529574]Cover art[/URL] by [URL=https://inkbunny.net/LuluAmore]LuluAmore[/URL]. Used with permission.\n\n\n\nMeagan smiles at her brother, and not just because she likes his looks – he's a maned wolf just like her, and she [I]really[/I] likes the way he mirrors her fur patterns – she's grinning because it [I]really[/I] sounds like he's about to break up with his latest girlfriend, Christina. That bitch. “And [I]then[/I] what did she say?” she asks, hoping for something just as juicy as what came before.\n\nHe shakes his head ruefully. “You don't want to hear that.”\n\n“Oh I [I]do[/I],” she says, leaning closer to him. Maybe closer than she should. But she never can get enough of being close to Matt. He just smells so nice, and the way he leans back on the couch looks [I]so[/I] inviting, like she could pounce on him at any moment and he'd just curl around her as if that was the way it was always meant to be.\n\n“She said, 'Oh I [I]want[/I] to go to the prom with you, but I have to think of who's going to see that. There's going to be pictures and I'll have them on my wall [I]forever![/I]'”\n\nOkay, that's not nearly as juicy as Megan was hoping for. Is this conversation really worth skipping out on her night class for? [I]Definitely[/I], she decides after only a moment's hesitation. Economics 103 is a super-boring class anyway. The professor's not even hot. And maybe – just maybe – this will finally be her chance to get Matt to notice her in ways beyond just the sisterly.\n\n“It's like she doesn't even think I'm a person at all,” Matt whined. “I don't believe for one minute that she's going with that donkey just because she thinks he'll look better in pictures next to her. Who cares if she looks short in the pictures? That's just something that happens when you have a tall boyfriend!” He shakes his head. “Christina used to [I]like[/I] how tall I am. She said it was sexy.”\n\nMegan licks her lips. [I]She[/I] sure thinks it's sexy. She's had her chance with plenty of other boys, but never another maned wolf like her, and it'd be [I]so[/I] nice to be with someone who could match her long, long legs and slender, lithe body. “Maybe she won't be your girlfriend much longer,” she suggests, trying to make it sound much more innocent than it actually is. “Maybe soon you'll need somebody else.”\n\n“I wish. But who's going to go out with [I]me?[/I]”\n\nOh, Megan can think of a certain [I]someone[/I] who wants him. Wants him very badly indeed.\n\nUnfortunately, though, he's always seemed pretty oblivious to that. She's tried. Tried [I]so[/I] many times in the past...\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nShe came into his bedroom, holding her dress on only with her hands holding it against her chest. It was her own prom night, and she'd found this perfect strapless blue gown that contrasted with her orange eyes. She [I]could[/I] have zipped it up in back herself, but it would be [I]so[/I] much more fun to do it in a way that teased her little brother a little bit. And who knew ... maybe this would finally be what it would take to get him to pounce on her.\n\nHe paused his game. Back then, he was always playing his dumb games instead of paying attention to her. “Yeah, Sis?”\n\n“Can you help me?”\n\nFinally, he looked up from the screen and really saw her there, holding the front of her dress loosely against her chest. Her tits were even smaller way back then, but he still would have been able to see a little bit if he looked.\n\nBut he just smiled and said, “Yeah, that dress is cute. Your date's going to love it.”\n\n“I need a little help zipping up the back, though.” She turned around, looking over her shoulder at him in what she hoped was an alluring way. The back of her dress was hanging open, split at the zipper in the middle, exposing her entire back from her shoulder blades all the way down to the base of her tail.\n\nWith a shrug, Matt got up and came over to her.\n\nShe gasped appreciatively when she felt his fumbling hands through the dress at the small of her back. And as he started to pull the zipper up, she artfully leaned back against him, lightly pressing her body against his.\n\nMatt's hands worked their way up her back, right up along the long concave curve of her spine. And even though her tail flicked against his crotch, he was all business as he pulled the zipper up to the very top.\n\n“There,” he said. “You look perfect.”\n\n“You too.”\n\nWhen Matt looked down at himself – at his regular old sweatpants and T-shirt – Megan knew she'd said something pretty darn stupid. Maybe stupid enough to ruin whatever chance she might have had left at the time.\n\n“Uh ... thanks,” Matt said, dusting himself off and going back to his game. “Have fun at the prom.”\n\n“Uh-huh!” she said with a falsely cheerful giggle. She [I]did[/I] fully intend to have fun at her prom – and with more guys than just the tiger who'd asked her out – but in the moment, that all seemed so far away, while Matt and her tangible disappointment was right there and stung so freshly.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nThis time, Megan was [I]sure[/I] she'd have him. She shimmied down the hallway between their rooms, wrapped in nothing but a towel that [I]barely[/I] covered her to the point of decency, if that.\n\nWhen she came to his bedroom door, she knocked on it. “Matt! [I]Matt![/I]”\n\nIt took him a while, but eventually, he opened the door, rubbing his eye. “Yeah, Sis?” If he was shocked to see her like that, he didn't show it.\n\nCarefully, she let the towel come open a little – just how she'd practiced in the bathroom mirror. It would be showing him a high slit of fur running from her upper thigh [I]just[/I] a bit left of her pussy, and up her belly almost to her boobs. “I locked myself out of my room!”\n\nThat should have been enough to give him the hint – what guy could pass on a hint as obvious as that? – but he just nodded. “Oh wow, that sucks.”\n\nShe put the cloyingest tone she could into her voice. “Can I sleep in your bed instead?” Okay, now [I]that[/I] was obvious!\n\n“No need,” he said with a confident grin. He pushed past her – without even groping her! – and headed for the kitchen.\n\nFor a few moments, Megan stood there in the hallway, all but naked, completely miffed. She [I]knew[/I] he wasn't gay – she'd looked through his internet history and seen the porn he watched – so why didn't he even [I]notice[/I] her? Sure, they were brother and sister, but that only counted for so much. He should at least be sneaking glances, right?\n\nWhen he came back holding a long kitchen knife, she was worried for a moment that things were about to take a turn for the bizarre and scary. But no ... he went straight to her bedroom door and stuck the knife in the doorjamb right next to the knob. It clicked and he was able to push the door open.\n\nWait, was it [I]really[/I] that easy to break into her room? Or had it only worked because her door hadn't really been locked in the first place?\n\n“There you go,” he said, smiling triumphantly by her door.\n\nShe headed into her room with a whispered “Thank you.” At that point, she was too defeated and downtrodden to even try to tease him into a thank-you kiss or a hug or something.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nOkay, this time, Megan was [I]sure[/I] it would work. She'd have him pouncing on her in no time. “Matt!” she called from her open bedroom door to his right across the hall. “[I]Matt![/I]”\n\nHe was there surprisingly quickly. “Yeah, Sis?”\n\n“Come inside,” she said, beckoning him in with a curled finger. When he followed her into the room, she shut the door behind him.\n\nThe room was strewn with clothes of all kinds, almost everything she had. She'd been sure to leave some of the sexiest, raciest stuff out on top – the sexy nurse outfit she'd worn for that one boyfriend who had a fetish, some lingerie with crotchless panties, and even the pasties with tassels on them she'd brought home after auditioning at the local strip club. That hadn't gone well. It turns out you're [I]not[/I] supposed to give a blowie to the guy judging your audition? Who knew. But the tassels made a nice cherry on top to impress Matt with.\n\nHe looked at the mess worriedly. “Everything okay?”\n\n“I just can't decide what to wear for my first day at Furry State!” That was a lie. She'd had her outfit picked out for weeks. It was some of the few clothes she [I]hadn't[/I] strewn around her room, carefully tucked away in a drawer.\n\n“And you want [I]my[/I] help? I don't know anything about fashion.”\n\nThat was true, Megan knew. Matt tended to wear 'whatever's lying around,' and everyone would be lucky if that happened to include stuff that had been washed lately. But she hadn't really called him here for fashion advice, now had she?\n\n“Tell me,” she said, turning toward him and pulling the tank top she was wearing tight with her hand behind her back, “do my nipples show through this top?”\n\nHe looked at her – right at her breasts. Which was excellent, because she [I]knew[/I] her nipples showed through clearly. They'd be showing even more clearly now that they were starting to harden – they liked the attention as much as she did. Even better, he was staring for a [I]while[/I], longer than necessary just to see if her nipples were showing or not, especially considering how obviously they [I]were[/I].\n\n“Um... Yeah, they do,” he said eventually. The words came out slowly, as if he was [I]very[/I] distracted by something.\n\nFinally! She was getting through to him! Good thing she had much more in store where that came from!\n\n“Oh,” she said playfully, “I guess I'll have to find something else then.” She swished her hips from side to side as she headed for the chest next to her dresser, making sure that her short pleated skirt would flip up a little bit with each step and tease him with the possibility of seeing something he shouldn't. Facing away from him, she bent straight over and started rummaging through the chest, ostensibly looking for another top to wear. Now he'd [I]definitely[/I] be seeing things he shouldn't.\n\nThe chest normally held some winter stuff – extra blankets and a couple thick puffy jackets. Right now, she hardly needed to rummage at all. It contained a grand total of [I]one[/I] thing: the next top she was going to wear. More important was what she wasn't wearing: panties. Her brother would be getting [I]quite[/I] an eyeful back there as she wiggled her ass back and forth above the clothes chest, her tail raised high above her.\n\nShe heard nothing from him. Was he looking, staring earnestly and with mouth gaping? Or would he be covering his eyes ... but peeking between his fingers? Or had he been struck speechless with embarrassment? Ooh – she could hardly wait to see, but she [I]had[/I] to wait just a little longer, give him just a [I]bit[/I] more of a show.\n\nEven though she stood up and turned around [I]very[/I] quickly, he was looking politely away when she saw him. Hmm... Had he been doing that the whole time, or had he just quickly looked away when he saw her turning around? No way to tell for sure...\n\nShe'd halfway hoped he'd be bold enough to just come up behind her and stick his cock inside her while she was 'looking for something else to wear'. But since that hadn't happened, it was time to move on with her devious little plan. “How about this one?” she said, holding up the other top. It was practically identical to the one she was already wearing, except that it was shorter and would show more of her flat, lean belly.\n\n“Um ... sure,” he said with a shrug.\n\nWith a sly smile, she simply turned her back to him and pulled her tank top off, leaving herself completely topless. Was he watching her? She could swear she felt his eyes on her back.\n\nTaking her time, she changed into the new top, being sure to turn [I]just[/I] far enough that he'd get to see a little bit of side-boob, but not her actual nipple. Not just yet.\n\nOnce she had it on, she turned toward him. “So?”\n\n“Shows through in that one, too.”\n\nShe [I]knew[/I] it did, but that wasn't the point! Wasn't he getting at least a [I]little bit[/I] turned on by now? “Okay,” she said, new depths of depravity occurring to her.\n\nThis time, she didn't bother turning away from him. She just crossed her arms in front of herself and pulled the top off, blatantly showing him her tits.\n\nHe looked – he was definitely looking! – but instead of coming forward to touch her modest but nice and round tits, he reached down to pick up a different top from the floor. A pink one with a built-in bra that would show a little cleavage, but that's all. “How about this one?”\n\nMegan sighed. At that point, she gave up on seducing him once again and took the top from his hands. “Thanks, Matt.”\n\n“Anytime, Sis!”\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nMegan can hardly hold herself back now. Her tail twitches behind her as she listens to Matt complain about his soon-to-be ex. How had he stayed with Christina for so long anyway? She isn't even giving him anything but the occasional handjob! That bitch! He deserves better treatment than that ... and Megan knows [I]just[/I] the girl to treat him better.\n\nAnd then – wonder of wonders – he looks over at her and says, “I wish I could be with a girl as nice as you for once ... a girl as hot as you, too.”\n\nShe has to fight to keep her jaw from dropping. It's the perfect invitation! She's been waiting [I]years[/I] for something like this! But she plays it cool ... inquisitive and flattered. “You ... think I'm hot?”\n\nHe shrugs and nods.\n\n“Then why didn't you...?” No, she stops herself. No good questioning why he's never taken her up on her previous seduction attempts. Yiff it. This is finally her chance to live in the moment and finally get what she's always wanted.\n\nShe reaches out and blatantly grabs his cock through his pants.\n\n“[I]Sis![/I]”\n\nShushing him with a finger against his lips, she whispers sultrily: “Come here. I want you to bend me over this couch and fuck me right now.”\n\nTo his credit, he does exactly that. There's not even much hesitation before he grabs her, turns her around, and pushes her against the couch. She squeals playfully as he lifts the back of her skirt up, and she gasps in mock surprise when he yanks her panties down.\n\nThen she's left waiting for just a moment. He's fumbling with his pants, trying to undo buttons and zippers, trying to pull it out in a hurry.\n\nFor that brief moment, the wait is unbearable. Will he suddenly back out, will he find some innocent way to explain this and laugh it off?\n\nHis hands grip her ass on either side. And that's when she knows it's for real. Her tail shoots up even higher than it was before, and she moans a little in anticipation. Finally – [I]finally![/I] – she's about to feel her brother inside her for the very first time.\n\nHis warm, pointed tip presses perfectly between her already-soaked pussy lips. It slides a tiny way inside, as if just by accident. [I]Yes![/I] Oh it feels so good to finally have him, even just a little bit of him! But there's far, far more to come. Come? Just the thought of him cumming inside her makes her moan again. She can't wait for it to happen!\n\nShe'll have to wait a little, though, because Matt is being nice and gentle with her. He eases his tip deeper inside her. His hands shudder a little, and he grips the sides of her ass more tightly. It must be [I]so[/I] hard for him to resist just ramming it in. And why should he resist?\n\n“Give it to me,” she tells him. “I'm ready.”\n\n“Okay...” Matt takes a deep breath ... and then he just [I]slams[/I] the rest of his cock inside her.\n\nMegan throws her head back and howls out a deep moan. [I]Finally![/I] Her brother's cock fills her completely with just the slightest bit of stretch. He's a perfect fit inside her, just like she always knew he would be. The intrusive warm mass of his cock is all she can feel, the way her pussy wraps so nicely around it, the slight thrumming of his pulse through it, the subtle little ways it moves as he adjusts his stance and gets more comfortable. It's perfect. Absolutely perfect.\n\nAnd when he starts [I]moving[/I] it – when he starts a series of strong and sure thrusts in and out of her – she can't help but collapse down against the couch, her red fur already standing on end and her body already trembling. It's not like she's never been fucked before. She should have no problem taking this kind of treatment. But, oh ... she's never had this kind of treatment from [I]him[/I] before! It makes every touch, every little motion special. She can feel his shaft rubbing against her inner walls at a level of detail she's never before noticed with any other guy. Every little contour and vein of her brother's perfect cock caresses and massages her from the inside out. Even the sound of his breath high above her back makes stars swim in front of her eyes.\n\nMatt leans down further, still pumping into her from behind, and he slips a hand up her T-shirt from below. She shudders as she feels his fingers working their way up her body, and she already knows exactly where they're going. When he finally touches her breast, she moans and presses back against him, her long legs and perfectly curved ass flexing for him. His touch sends yet another source of pleasure rolling through her, making her tighter, making her [I]yearn[/I] for it.\n\nAnd, actually... Oh yiff! She really [I]is[/I] almost there – he's just too good, everything she's ever dreamed of!\n\nThe orgasm takes her by complete surprise, running over her like a freight train loaded with a thousand tons of pleasure. Wave after wave of it hits her, making her body buck against his, making her arms go weak. She crashes down against the couch, his cock slipping out of her as her stiff legs tremble and her insides clench down on what isn't there anymore. Hot wetness trails down the curve of her thigh.\n\nHe's breathing hard as he looks down at her. Had it really been long enough for him to get short of breath? It hadn't seemed like long at all. “Are you okay, Sis?” He starts to bend down, lining himself up with her pulsating pussy.\n\nThe slightest touch makes her whole body jerk. [I]So sensitive![/I] “Wait!” she cries out. “I... I just need a minute.”\n\nFinally, the last aftershocks of her orgasm pass through her, and she slides limply off the couch. The way she flops down turns her halfway around, leaving her face-to-face with her brother's hard cock. And that's when she knows exactly what she's going to do next. Something she's wanted to try for a long, long time.\n\nFirst things first, though – she pulls her top off, throwing it out somewhere in the middle of the living room floor. Then she looks up at him, licking her lips and [I]so[/I] close to the tip of his cock.\n\nHe seems to intuitively understand what she wants. With one hand, he reaches down and touches her other breast. It's still so sensitive that the touch makes her whole body tingle, but it doesn't make her collapse into a shuddering heap again. With his other hand, though, he pulls down his pants and his underwear, stepping out of them.\n\n[I]Ooh[/I], and there's his fuzzy reddish balls, so pert and full, just waiting for her. And above them, protruding through his sheath, his pointed and very red cock.\n\nHis hand still on her chest, she leans forward and gives him a tentative lick. Just a little tease along his tip for now. She can hardly taste his musky, masculine flavor – she's mostly tasting herself on him, the tangy residue of him just being inside her pussy. But she doesn't care – she's tasted that before and she'll surely taste it again. The important thing is the feeling of his cock in her mouth.\n\nIt's an opportunity to show off, too, and she does so, taking his entire length in one smooth, practiced motion, all the way down to his sheath. And she [I]stays[/I] there, his cock buried in her throat, as she reaches up and caresses the roundness of his balls beneath.\n\nMatt looks down into her eyes, quickly getting lost in the pleasure of it all. “Oh [I]Sis[/I]...”\n\nSmiling – as much as it's possible to smile around the thick base of his cock – Megan begins bobbing her head up and down, pleasuring her brother with her tongue as she enjoys the warm girth of his cock plunging in and out of her throat. She's long ago gotten over her gag reflex, and he's hardly the biggest guy she's ever sucked anyway. Definitely her favorite, though.\n\nHe reaches down and runs his fingers through her hair. Not [I]quite[/I] grabbing her head and forcing her down, but she takes the message anyway, picking up her pace.\n\n“Sis... [I]Sis![/I]”\n\nShe pauses, his cock deep in her mouth, and looks up at him again. “Hmm?”\n\n“If you keep going like that, I'm gonna...” He takes a few deep breaths. His cock throbs inside her mouth. “Holy shit, you're good at this!”\n\nGrinning at the compliment, she pulls off of him and stands up. Her skirt has fallen back down around her thighs, and that's the only thing between her needy pussy and his hard, slobbery cock at the moment. She unzips the back of her skirt and pulls it completely off.\n\nStill smiling, Megan grabs him and turns him around, forcing him down onto the couch, where he lands on his ass with a little bounce. She looms over him, touching herself. “Well we don't want [I]that[/I], now do we?” Slowly, she lowers herself down onto his lap, using her hand to guide his tip back into her pussy. “Because [I]this[/I]—” she lowers herself onto his cock “—is where I want it.”\n\nHe moans and grabs her hips as she begins rocking back and forth in his lap, forcing his cock to move deliciously inside her. “[I]Sis[/I]...” His hands quickly slide upward, cupping both of her modest-sized tits.\n\nIt feels really nice to have his hands there. It feels even [I]nicer[/I] to have his cock inside her pussy again, right where it belongs. It really [I]does[/I] feel like they're made for each other, perfect for each other. She wraps her arms around behind his neck, feeling his fuzzy mane as she holds him close and grinds herself against his lap.\n\n“You're so yiffing hot,” he says, leaning closer.\n\nAt first, she thinks he's trying to kiss her and bends her head down toward him, but she ends up looking at the top of his head when he goes for her tits instead, licking one nipple as she rides him.\n\nThe tingling pleasure from her nipple shoots down her body; the burning pleasure from her pussy wells upward. The two of them meet in the middle, melding into a whole even greater than the parts, making her squeal against his hair and move even faster, pumping her hips against him.\n\nAlready, she can feel his knot beginning to grow just inside her entrance. Oh yiff! Oh yes! That [I]stretch[/I] as his body locks him into place, ready to fill her with his cum!\n\nBut he's not ready to give it to her just yet. Oh no – he's going to do that on [I]his[/I] terms. Grabbing her forcefully by the shoulders, he twists her to the side, pushing himself up from the couch at the same time.\n\nMegan tumbles down sideways along the couch cushions, with Matt still inside of her, but now on top of her, on his knees between her legs, with her long, lean belly angled up toward him and her pussy still locked onto his knotted cock.\n\nWhen he starts thrusting again, it rocks her back and forth against the couch, because of course he can't really move that much inside her, not with that huge knot locking him into place. His cock still moves a little bit inside her, giving both of them just the little bit of extra pleasure they need. It gets to Megan first. As hopped up as she is from the first orgasm, it doesn't take long for the second to build. At least she can feel it coming this time – the gradually increasing tightness and pressure, the burning need inside her looking for release.\n\n“[I]Matt![/I]” she cries out, he pussy squirting against him, splattering the hem of his shirt. Her body shakes and her belly convulses, but her legs lock around his back, making doubly sure that he can't pull out.\n\nHe grunts, his face showing incredible strain as he tries to hold himself back, despite her pussy pulsing around him, trying to milk the cum right out of him. “Sis,” he says through clenched teeth. “Let me go ... can't hold it...”\n\nShe presses herself as hard as she can against him. “I'm safe! Cum inside me!”\n\n“[I]Sis![/I]” Matt grips her thighs hard enough to leave bruises as he finally gives in, letting his cum spew inside her. She can feel it – a plume of squishy warmth suddenly spreading deep inside her, joining the two of them in ways she'd only been able to dream about before. He holds tightly to her, his body shaking as stream after stream of this hot brotherly cum pours into her waiting and eager body.\n\nEach new cum-delivering throb triggers another little wave of Megan's orgasm. She moans deeply and lets her eyes roll upward. Her hands automatically go to her tits, pressing them together and squeezing them, pushing just a bit more pleasure into her already pleasure-soaked body. It's the most beautiful moment in her entire life, and she hopes it can just last forever like this.\n\nOf course it can't, though. Eventually, Matt's orgasm subsides, as does her own. Both of them are left panting for breath, a little sweaty, and still locked together by the knot at the base of his cock.\n\nHe looks down at her with that big, dopey grin of his – the one where his tongue hangs out the side. “Oh wow... You have [I]no[/I] idea how long I've wanted to do that!”\n\n[I]What?[/I] Her eye twitches. “How long [I]you've[/I] wanted to do that?” Her fingernails dig into the couch cushions beneath her. “I've been dropping hints for you since you were, like, [I]ten![/I]”\n\n“What hints?” He tilts his head to the side.\n\nMegan collapses flat against the couch, her chest still heaving a little as she stares up at the living room ceiling. Okay, note to self: No more hints. Next time she wants to get a guy's attention, she should [I]start[/I] by grabbing his cock!\n\n\nGet many more not-yet-published stories and vote on which story gets written next on my [url=https://www.subscribestar.com/dirty-little-secret]SubscribeStar[/url]! Supporters also get to decide which story I'll write next, [i]and[/i] they get big discounts on commissions!", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Cover art by LuluAmore. Used with permission.



Meagan smiles at her brother, and not just because she likes his looks – he's a maned wolf just like her, and she really likes the way he mirrors her fur patterns – she's grinning because it really sounds like he's about to break up with his latest girlfriend, Christina. That bitch. “And then what did she say?” she asks, hoping for something just as juicy as what came before.

He shakes his head ruefully. “You don't want to hear that.”

“Oh I do,” she says, leaning closer to him. Maybe closer than she should. But she never can get enough of being close to Matt. He just smells so nice, and the way he leans back on the couch looks so inviting, like she could pounce on him at any moment and he'd just curl around her as if that was the way it was always meant to be.

“She said, 'Oh I want to go to the prom with you, but I have to think of who's going to see that. There's going to be pictures and I'll have them on my wall forever!'”

Okay, that's not nearly as juicy as Megan was hoping for. Is this conversation really worth skipping out on her night class for? Definitely, she decides after only a moment's hesitation. Economics 103 is a super-boring class anyway. The professor's not even hot. And maybe – just maybe – this will finally be her chance to get Matt to notice her in ways beyond just the sisterly.

“It's like she doesn't even think I'm a person at all,” Matt whined. “I don't believe for one minute that she's going with that donkey just because she thinks he'll look better in pictures next to her. Who cares if she looks short in the pictures? That's just something that happens when you have a tall boyfriend!” He shakes his head. “Christina used to like how tall I am. She said it was sexy.”

Megan licks her lips. She sure thinks it's sexy. She's had her chance with plenty of other boys, but never another maned wolf like her, and it'd be so nice to be with someone who could match her long, long legs and slender, lithe body. “Maybe she won't be your girlfriend much longer,” she suggests, trying to make it sound much more innocent than it actually is. “Maybe soon you'll need somebody else.”

“I wish. But who's going to go out with me?”

Oh, Megan can think of a certain someone who wants him. Wants him very badly indeed.

Unfortunately, though, he's always seemed pretty oblivious to that. She's tried. Tried so many times in the past...

* * *


She came into his bedroom, holding her dress on only with her hands holding it against her chest. It was her own prom night, and she'd found this perfect strapless blue gown that contrasted with her orange eyes. She could have zipped it up in back herself, but it would be so much more fun to do it in a way that teased her little brother a little bit. And who knew ... maybe this would finally be what it would take to get him to pounce on her.

He paused his game. Back then, he was always playing his dumb games instead of paying attention to her. “Yeah, Sis?”

“Can you help me?”

Finally, he looked up from the screen and really saw her there, holding the front of her dress loosely against her chest. Her tits were even smaller way back then, but he still would have been able to see a little bit if he looked.

But he just smiled and said, “Yeah, that dress is cute. Your date's going to love it.”

“I need a little help zipping up the back, though.” She turned around, looking over her shoulder at him in what she hoped was an alluring way. The back of her dress was hanging open, split at the zipper in the middle, exposing her entire back from her shoulder blades all the way down to the base of her tail.

With a shrug, Matt got up and came over to her.

She gasped appreciatively when she felt his fumbling hands through the dress at the small of her back. And as he started to pull the zipper up, she artfully leaned back against him, lightly pressing her body against his.

Matt's hands worked their way up her back, right up along the long concave curve of her spine. And even though her tail flicked against his crotch, he was all business as he pulled the zipper up to the very top.

“There,” he said. “You look perfect.”

“You too.”

When Matt looked down at himself – at his regular old sweatpants and T-shirt – Megan knew she'd said something pretty darn stupid. Maybe stupid enough to ruin whatever chance she might have had left at the time.

“Uh ... thanks,” Matt said, dusting himself off and going back to his game. “Have fun at the prom.”

“Uh-huh!” she said with a falsely cheerful giggle. She did fully intend to have fun at her prom – and with more guys than just the tiger who'd asked her out – but in the moment, that all seemed so far away, while Matt and her tangible disappointment was right there and stung so freshly.

* * *


This time, Megan was sure she'd have him. She shimmied down the hallway between their rooms, wrapped in nothing but a towel that barely covered her to the point of decency, if that.

When she came to his bedroom door, she knocked on it. “Matt! Matt!”

It took him a while, but eventually, he opened the door, rubbing his eye. “Yeah, Sis?” If he was shocked to see her like that, he didn't show it.

Carefully, she let the towel come open a little – just how she'd practiced in the bathroom mirror. It would be showing him a high slit of fur running from her upper thigh just a bit left of her pussy, and up her belly almost to her boobs. “I locked myself out of my room!”

That should have been enough to give him the hint – what guy could pass on a hint as obvious as that? – but he just nodded. “Oh wow, that sucks.”

She put the cloyingest tone she could into her voice. “Can I sleep in your bed instead?” Okay, now that was obvious!

“No need,” he said with a confident grin. He pushed past her – without even groping her! – and headed for the kitchen.

For a few moments, Megan stood there in the hallway, all but naked, completely miffed. She knew he wasn't gay – she'd looked through his internet history and seen the porn he watched – so why didn't he even notice her? Sure, they were brother and sister, but that only counted for so much. He should at least be sneaking glances, right?

When he came back holding a long kitchen knife, she was worried for a moment that things were about to take a turn for the bizarre and scary. But no ... he went straight to her bedroom door and stuck the knife in the doorjamb right next to the knob. It clicked and he was able to push the door open.

Wait, was it really that easy to break into her room? Or had it only worked because her door hadn't really been locked in the first place?

“There you go,” he said, smiling triumphantly by her door.

She headed into her room with a whispered “Thank you.” At that point, she was too defeated and downtrodden to even try to tease him into a thank-you kiss or a hug or something.

* * *


Okay, this time, Megan was sure it would work. She'd have him pouncing on her in no time. “Matt!” she called from her open bedroom door to his right across the hall. “Matt!”

He was there surprisingly quickly. “Yeah, Sis?”

“Come inside,” she said, beckoning him in with a curled finger. When he followed her into the room, she shut the door behind him.

The room was strewn with clothes of all kinds, almost everything she had. She'd been sure to leave some of the sexiest, raciest stuff out on top – the sexy nurse outfit she'd worn for that one boyfriend who had a fetish, some lingerie with crotchless panties, and even the pasties with tassels on them she'd brought home after auditioning at the local strip club. That hadn't gone well. It turns out you're not supposed to give a blowie to the guy judging your audition? Who knew. But the tassels made a nice cherry on top to impress Matt with.

He looked at the mess worriedly. “Everything okay?”

“I just can't decide what to wear for my first day at Furry State!” That was a lie. She'd had her outfit picked out for weeks. It was some of the few clothes she hadn't strewn around her room, carefully tucked away in a drawer.

“And you want my help? I don't know anything about fashion.”

That was true, Megan knew. Matt tended to wear 'whatever's lying around,' and everyone would be lucky if that happened to include stuff that had been washed lately. But she hadn't really called him here for fashion advice, now had she?

“Tell me,” she said, turning toward him and pulling the tank top she was wearing tight with her hand behind her back, “do my nipples show through this top?”

He looked at her – right at her breasts. Which was excellent, because she knew her nipples showed through clearly. They'd be showing even more clearly now that they were starting to harden – they liked the attention as much as she did. Even better, he was staring for a while, longer than necessary just to see if her nipples were showing or not, especially considering how obviously they were.

“Um... Yeah, they do,” he said eventually. The words came out slowly, as if he was very distracted by something.

Finally! She was getting through to him! Good thing she had much more in store where that came from!

“Oh,” she said playfully, “I guess I'll have to find something else then.” She swished her hips from side to side as she headed for the chest next to her dresser, making sure that her short pleated skirt would flip up a little bit with each step and tease him with the possibility of seeing something he shouldn't. Facing away from him, she bent straight over and started rummaging through the chest, ostensibly looking for another top to wear. Now he'd definitely be seeing things he shouldn't.

The chest normally held some winter stuff – extra blankets and a couple thick puffy jackets. Right now, she hardly needed to rummage at all. It contained a grand total of one thing: the next top she was going to wear. More important was what she wasn't wearing: panties. Her brother would be getting quite an eyeful back there as she wiggled her ass back and forth above the clothes chest, her tail raised high above her.

She heard nothing from him. Was he looking, staring earnestly and with mouth gaping? Or would he be covering his eyes ... but peeking between his fingers? Or had he been struck speechless with embarrassment? Ooh – she could hardly wait to see, but she had to wait just a little longer, give him just a bit more of a show.

Even though she stood up and turned around very quickly, he was looking politely away when she saw him. Hmm... Had he been doing that the whole time, or had he just quickly looked away when he saw her turning around? No way to tell for sure...

She'd halfway hoped he'd be bold enough to just come up behind her and stick his cock inside her while she was 'looking for something else to wear'. But since that hadn't happened, it was time to move on with her devious little plan. “How about this one?” she said, holding up the other top. It was practically identical to the one she was already wearing, except that it was shorter and would show more of her flat, lean belly.

“Um ... sure,” he said with a shrug.

With a sly smile, she simply turned her back to him and pulled her tank top off, leaving herself completely topless. Was he watching her? She could swear she felt his eyes on her back.

Taking her time, she changed into the new top, being sure to turn just far enough that he'd get to see a little bit of side-boob, but not her actual nipple. Not just yet.

Once she had it on, she turned toward him. “So?”

“Shows through in that one, too.”

She knew it did, but that wasn't the point! Wasn't he getting at least a little bit turned on by now? “Okay,” she said, new depths of depravity occurring to her.

This time, she didn't bother turning away from him. She just crossed her arms in front of herself and pulled the top off, blatantly showing him her tits.

He looked – he was definitely looking! – but instead of coming forward to touch her modest but nice and round tits, he reached down to pick up a different top from the floor. A pink one with a built-in bra that would show a little cleavage, but that's all. “How about this one?”

Megan sighed. At that point, she gave up on seducing him once again and took the top from his hands. “Thanks, Matt.”

“Anytime, Sis!”

* * *


Megan can hardly hold herself back now. Her tail twitches behind her as she listens to Matt complain about his soon-to-be ex. How had he stayed with Christina for so long anyway? She isn't even giving him anything but the occasional handjob! That bitch! He deserves better treatment than that ... and Megan knows just the girl to treat him better.

And then – wonder of wonders – he looks over at her and says, “I wish I could be with a girl as nice as you for once ... a girl as hot as you, too.”

She has to fight to keep her jaw from dropping. It's the perfect invitation! She's been waiting years for something like this! But she plays it cool ... inquisitive and flattered. “You ... think I'm hot?”

He shrugs and nods.

“Then why didn't you...?” No, she stops herself. No good questioning why he's never taken her up on her previous seduction attempts. Yiff it. This is finally her chance to live in the moment and finally get what she's always wanted.

She reaches out and blatantly grabs his cock through his pants.

“Sis!”

Shushing him with a finger against his lips, she whispers sultrily: “Come here. I want you to bend me over this couch and fuck me right now.”

To his credit, he does exactly that. There's not even much hesitation before he grabs her, turns her around, and pushes her against the couch. She squeals playfully as he lifts the back of her skirt up, and she gasps in mock surprise when he yanks her panties down.

Then she's left waiting for just a moment. He's fumbling with his pants, trying to undo buttons and zippers, trying to pull it out in a hurry.

For that brief moment, the wait is unbearable. Will he suddenly back out, will he find some innocent way to explain this and laugh it off?

His hands grip her ass on either side. And that's when she knows it's for real. Her tail shoots up even higher than it was before, and she moans a little in anticipation. Finally – finally! – she's about to feel her brother inside her for the very first time.

His warm, pointed tip presses perfectly between her already-soaked pussy lips. It slides a tiny way inside, as if just by accident. Yes! Oh it feels so good to finally have him, even just a little bit of him! But there's far, far more to come. Come? Just the thought of him cumming inside her makes her moan again. She can't wait for it to happen!

She'll have to wait a little, though, because Matt is being nice and gentle with her. He eases his tip deeper inside her. His hands shudder a little, and he grips the sides of her ass more tightly. It must be so hard for him to resist just ramming it in. And why should he resist?

“Give it to me,” she tells him. “I'm ready.”

“Okay...” Matt takes a deep breath ... and then he just slams the rest of his cock inside her.

Megan throws her head back and howls out a deep moan. Finally! Her brother's cock fills her completely with just the slightest bit of stretch. He's a perfect fit inside her, just like she always knew he would be. The intrusive warm mass of his cock is all she can feel, the way her pussy wraps so nicely around it, the slight thrumming of his pulse through it, the subtle little ways it moves as he adjusts his stance and gets more comfortable. It's perfect. Absolutely perfect.

And when he starts moving it – when he starts a series of strong and sure thrusts in and out of her – she can't help but collapse down against the couch, her red fur already standing on end and her body already trembling. It's not like she's never been fucked before. She should have no problem taking this kind of treatment. But, oh ... she's never had this kind of treatment from him before! It makes every touch, every little motion special. She can feel his shaft rubbing against her inner walls at a level of detail she's never before noticed with any other guy. Every little contour and vein of her brother's perfect cock caresses and massages her from the inside out. Even the sound of his breath high above her back makes stars swim in front of her eyes.

Matt leans down further, still pumping into her from behind, and he slips a hand up her T-shirt from below. She shudders as she feels his fingers working their way up her body, and she already knows exactly where they're going. When he finally touches her breast, she moans and presses back against him, her long legs and perfectly curved ass flexing for him. His touch sends yet another source of pleasure rolling through her, making her tighter, making her yearn for it.

And, actually... Oh yiff! She really is almost there – he's just too good, everything she's ever dreamed of!

The orgasm takes her by complete surprise, running over her like a freight train loaded with a thousand tons of pleasure. Wave after wave of it hits her, making her body buck against his, making her arms go weak. She crashes down against the couch, his cock slipping out of her as her stiff legs tremble and her insides clench down on what isn't there anymore. Hot wetness trails down the curve of her thigh.

He's breathing hard as he looks down at her. Had it really been long enough for him to get short of breath? It hadn't seemed like long at all. “Are you okay, Sis?” He starts to bend down, lining himself up with her pulsating pussy.

The slightest touch makes her whole body jerk. So sensitive! “Wait!” she cries out. “I... I just need a minute.”

Finally, the last aftershocks of her orgasm pass through her, and she slides limply off the couch. The way she flops down turns her halfway around, leaving her face-to-face with her brother's hard cock. And that's when she knows exactly what she's going to do next. Something she's wanted to try for a long, long time.

First things first, though – she pulls her top off, throwing it out somewhere in the middle of the living room floor. Then she looks up at him, licking her lips and so close to the tip of his cock.

He seems to intuitively understand what she wants. With one hand, he reaches down and touches her other breast. It's still so sensitive that the touch makes her whole body tingle, but it doesn't make her collapse into a shuddering heap again. With his other hand, though, he pulls down his pants and his underwear, stepping out of them.

Ooh, and there's his fuzzy reddish balls, so pert and full, just waiting for her. And above them, protruding through his sheath, his pointed and very red cock.

His hand still on her chest, she leans forward and gives him a tentative lick. Just a little tease along his tip for now. She can hardly taste his musky, masculine flavor – she's mostly tasting herself on him, the tangy residue of him just being inside her pussy. But she doesn't care – she's tasted that before and she'll surely taste it again. The important thing is the feeling of his cock in her mouth.

It's an opportunity to show off, too, and she does so, taking his entire length in one smooth, practiced motion, all the way down to his sheath. And she stays there, his cock buried in her throat, as she reaches up and caresses the roundness of his balls beneath.

Matt looks down into her eyes, quickly getting lost in the pleasure of it all. “Oh Sis...”

Smiling – as much as it's possible to smile around the thick base of his cock – Megan begins bobbing her head up and down, pleasuring her brother with her tongue as she enjoys the warm girth of his cock plunging in and out of her throat. She's long ago gotten over her gag reflex, and he's hardly the biggest guy she's ever sucked anyway. Definitely her favorite, though.

He reaches down and runs his fingers through her hair. Not quite grabbing her head and forcing her down, but she takes the message anyway, picking up her pace.

“Sis... Sis!”

She pauses, his cock deep in her mouth, and looks up at him again. “Hmm?”

“If you keep going like that, I'm gonna...” He takes a few deep breaths. His cock throbs inside her mouth. “Holy shit, you're good at this!”

Grinning at the compliment, she pulls off of him and stands up. Her skirt has fallen back down around her thighs, and that's the only thing between her needy pussy and his hard, slobbery cock at the moment. She unzips the back of her skirt and pulls it completely off.

Still smiling, Megan grabs him and turns him around, forcing him down onto the couch, where he lands on his ass with a little bounce. She looms over him, touching herself. “Well we don't want that, now do we?” Slowly, she lowers herself down onto his lap, using her hand to guide his tip back into her pussy. “Because this—” she lowers herself onto his cock “—is where I want it.”

He moans and grabs her hips as she begins rocking back and forth in his lap, forcing his cock to move deliciously inside her. “Sis...” His hands quickly slide upward, cupping both of her modest-sized tits.

It feels really nice to have his hands there. It feels even nicer to have his cock inside her pussy again, right where it belongs. It really does feel like they're made for each other, perfect for each other. She wraps her arms around behind his neck, feeling his fuzzy mane as she holds him close and grinds herself against his lap.

“You're so yiffing hot,” he says, leaning closer.

At first, she thinks he's trying to kiss her and bends her head down toward him, but she ends up looking at the top of his head when he goes for her tits instead, licking one nipple as she rides him.

The tingling pleasure from her nipple shoots down her body; the burning pleasure from her pussy wells upward. The two of them meet in the middle, melding into a whole even greater than the parts, making her squeal against his hair and move even faster, pumping her hips against him.

Already, she can feel his knot beginning to grow just inside her entrance. Oh yiff! Oh yes! That stretch as his body locks him into place, ready to fill her with his cum!

But he's not ready to give it to her just yet. Oh no – he's going to do that on his terms. Grabbing her forcefully by the shoulders, he twists her to the side, pushing himself up from the couch at the same time.

Megan tumbles down sideways along the couch cushions, with Matt still inside of her, but now on top of her, on his knees between her legs, with her long, lean belly angled up toward him and her pussy still locked onto his knotted cock.

When he starts thrusting again, it rocks her back and forth against the couch, because of course he can't really move that much inside her, not with that huge knot locking him into place. His cock still moves a little bit inside her, giving both of them just the little bit of extra pleasure they need. It gets to Megan first. As hopped up as she is from the first orgasm, it doesn't take long for the second to build. At least she can feel it coming this time – the gradually increasing tightness and pressure, the burning need inside her looking for release.

“Matt!” she cries out, he pussy squirting against him, splattering the hem of his shirt. Her body shakes and her belly convulses, but her legs lock around his back, making doubly sure that he can't pull out.

He grunts, his face showing incredible strain as he tries to hold himself back, despite her pussy pulsing around him, trying to milk the cum right out of him. “Sis,” he says through clenched teeth. “Let me go ... can't hold it...”

She presses herself as hard as she can against him. “I'm safe! Cum inside me!”

“Sis!” Matt grips her thighs hard enough to leave bruises as he finally gives in, letting his cum spew inside her. She can feel it – a plume of squishy warmth suddenly spreading deep inside her, joining the two of them in ways she'd only been able to dream about before. He holds tightly to her, his body shaking as stream after stream of this hot brotherly cum pours into her waiting and eager body.

Each new cum-delivering throb triggers another little wave of Megan's orgasm. She moans deeply and lets her eyes roll upward. Her hands automatically go to her tits, pressing them together and squeezing them, pushing just a bit more pleasure into her already pleasure-soaked body. It's the most beautiful moment in her entire life, and she hopes it can just last forever like this.

Of course it can't, though. Eventually, Matt's orgasm subsides, as does her own. Both of them are left panting for breath, a little sweaty, and still locked together by the knot at the base of his cock.

He looks down at her with that big, dopey grin of his – the one where his tongue hangs out the side. “Oh wow... You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that!”

What? Her eye twitches. “How long you've wanted to do that?” Her fingernails dig into the couch cushions beneath her. “I've been dropping hints for you since you were, like, ten!”

“What hints?” He tilts his head to the side.

Megan collapses flat against the couch, her chest still heaving a little as she stares up at the living room ceiling. Okay, note to self: No more hints. Next time she wants to get a guy's attention, she should start by grabbing his cock!


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