CHAPTER TWO

That night lying in bed Hannah thoght back to earlier that afternoon. She had long ago come down from the high her mothers activitys had given her and she was starting to have second thoghts on the whole thing, Her own brother. Not only having sex with him once but him acualy owning her! Like some kind of toy! 

She sighed and rolled out of bed padding towards the full lengh mirror hung on her wardrobe and stared at her reflection her thoghts moveing to the "getting used to the thing" act her mother had done. That she had no problems with, she had heard of masterbation before - playground rumor and vauge references in secondary school sex education, but she had never tried it out - a lack of both true knowlege of how to go about it and inclanation  had symied any attempts. Well no longer. Hannah grasped her pajama top and pulled it over her head. Carrying on to pull down her bottoms and kick them asside. She gazed at herself in the dim light, a street light outside meant the room was never truely dark and the reason she had the front bedroom, years ago she had been scared of the dark and it still made her uneasy even now. In the mirrror was an eleven year old vixen staring back, black sholder lengh hair and blue eyes with burned umber fur, white on her frount stretching from under her muzzle down to between her thighs and black socks and gloves stretching halfway up her forarms and legs.. 

She stood there contimplateing these new feallings her hand slowly moved down her belly and sliped between her legs. Returning to her bed she laid down  and begun to explore herself.  Where was it exactly her mother had touched? Her finger traced across a small nub abouve her cunny hole There! The wave of plesure newly felt earlier returned  Hannah began to moan quietly to herself as she imagined her mothers fingers there and started to rub faster makeing little circles around the plesure button. She brought her other hand into play inserting first one finger then another into her moisened cunny, as she did so her thoughts changed she imagined Phillip her brother instead, naked as she had seen him once two months ago when he had left the bathroom door unlocked while takeing a shower. She had accidentally walked in then fled the scene in embarrasment. Her minds eye focused on his shaft fully in veiw during the few seconds. Embarrasment she didn't feel now only a disire to see it again. To examine it closely to find out the feel of it in her hand, to find out the feel of it in... her fingers started pumping in and out as she reached orgasm her moans becomeing louder and eventualy a cry as she went over the edge her hand drenched in the fluids of her sex. Sighing as the extreame feeling passed curlung up and covering herself with the duvet she knew nothing more till the morning.