The afternoon sun shined through the closed window over the couch and onto its sleeping inhabitant, dowsing her with a shower of summer rays. She blinked twice and then sat up, rubbing one eye as she looked out the window.
    It was the perfect summer day for the loose sleeveless shirt and short skirt she wore, even though the house was air-conditioned. Being an arctic-bred fox didn't help much in the warmer weather, but she preferred the excuse to not dress modestly and be able to move easier.
    It was also perfect weather for ice cream, she thought, as she peeked around the house to see who else was home. Her stepfather must have gone out shopping. He trusted her to stay home even though she was only 10, and he didn't seem to notice, or mind, when a few snacks went missing in the house. So she decided to help herself. It was hot out, she told herself, and that was as good an excuse as any.
    She slid a chair over to the freezer to climb on top of and then opened the freezer. To her delight, there was still enough mint ice cream to make a snack out of – being half the container – and so, she grabbed a spoon and set to with vigorous intent.
    About halfway through scooping up the frozen treat, one of the larger heaps fell from her spoon and landed on her shirt, seeping into the fabric and dripping down her stomach. She couldn't let her step-dad see this, it was evidence. So she replaced the ice cream in the freezer and scrubbed the floor.
    But there was still a chilly mess on her shirt. She decided to go take a shower after trying for several times to get the stain out of her shirt. She thought taking a cool shower might be nice relief from the heat anyway and headed upstairs.

    And it was, indeed, relief from the heat. She slumped down against the wall while the cold water ran over her. She'd almost dozed when she felt the steady stream of water against her stomach and, of course, other places. She started awake and tried to wiggle out from under the water, using both legs against the walls to push herself up, but now, she sat hard against the wall of the tub with both legs spread and the force of the shower full on her, and she decided she liked that feeling and relaxed again, spreading her legs and propping them against the sides of the wall and leaning back to let the water fall on her. She wasn't sure why it felt so good to have the pressure on her private places but wanted to explore that feeling more.
    As she started to doze off again, she felt her body's sudden tingling feeling, particularly around the juncture of her thighs, and she leaned forward to stare down at her bare pussy. Awkwardly she raised a hand and rubbed at the tingling clit, and immediately felt the pleasure such an act generated. She wondered if this was right, but didn't stop rubbing with her middle finger and even used her pointer and ring finger to separate the lips so she could bat her clit back and forth more easily. She started to pant and shudder a bit, spreading out more in the shower and rubbing faster and more eagerlym feeling herself become slick down there until she felt her body shudder and release a mass of excriment, then she fell limp, exhausted, her clit tingling with the sensation it had felt.
    She came to her senses shortly after and prodded at her swollen clit with a finger, then shuddered from the strange, almost painful feeling she felt in response. She then sat up and rubbed a finger in the sticky mess the shower water was washing away, pondering her new discovery when she heard a knock on the door.
    “Kaze? Are you alright in there?” It was Tye, her step-dad. “I heard some moaning when I came home. Are you hurt?”
    She shot up and tried to coax the water to clean up the mess quicker. “No, I'm okay! Don't come in here please!”
    But he didn't listen. He usually did come into the bathroom when she was bathing and she usually didn't mind. He helped her scrub her thick fur, even though he wouldn't know much about it, being a red fox. He opened the shower curtain to find her covering with some of the mess still on the floor. His eyes went back to her and he gave her a stern look that made her seem to wilt. “What were you doing in here?”
    The words just burst from her mouth. “I'm sorry! I was just curious! I didn't mean to make a mess! I'll clean it up.” But before she could drop to her knees and continue scrubbing, he held her in place with a firm hand, and when she looked back at him to see how angry he was with her, she was surprised to find a gentle expression on his face.
    “It's alright. I'm not angry with you.” He turned off the water and scooped her up in both arms, wrapping a towel around her to dry her off. They were both silent as he carried her to his room and sat her down on the bed, then sat down beside her.
    She looked at him after a time of silence, pulling the towel back off herself. “What did I do?”
    He just chuckled and patted her head. “Something I knew you'd try eventually, and I've been ready to explain it to you for some time.”
    Instantly, she perked up and turned completely around on the bed to face him, letting the towel completely fall away from her bare body. “Really? You knew I'd do that? Hoe?”
    He reached an arm around to hold her closer. “Because it's natural and mostly everyone enjoys it.” He grinned. “Even me.”
    She tilted her head and looked down at his pants, seeing a alight bulge there she'd never noticed before. “You like to rub down there?” She looked back up at him. “Do you make messes?”
    He laughed and stroked her back. “Yes, but they're a little different than the ones you make.” He started to unzip his pants and she thought she definitely saw the bulge grow a little, then he slipped off his boxers and held his decently sized cock up for her to see. “And we boys look a bit different than you girls.”
    She reached out to touch it, but drew her hand back and looked up at him again. When he nodded his approval, she reached out again and felt the tip, then let her hand explore down the shaft and used both hands to feel his balls, She noticed how he leaned back and wondered if he liked what she was doing.    
    As if to answer the question in her eyes, he said, “Rubbing it feels good, and so does doing other things.”
    “Like what?” she asked, looking down at her own naked body.
    “Like this.” he said, and then he leaned over, placing his muzzle right between her legs and licking her soft clit. She leaned back and made a sound between a moan and a gasp and then fell over on the bed.
    “Wha-” but she couldn't finish. He was shifting positions and dangling his toy over her. He continued to fondle her clit with his tongue and gently lowered his hardening toy into her mouth. She loved the feel of the slick saliva against her and even felt the tongue tickle her a bit so she gave no resistance but instead licked his chode as she sucked.
    He began to rub her lips and in-between them as his mouth worked her most sensitive skin and she copied his actions by rubbing his dick and balls, trying to put as much of the shaft in her mouth as possible as she discovered she liked the taste. From the inarticulate moans of pleasure she was hearing from him, she guessed he liked how she tasted as well.
    After a time, he stopped licking and looked down at her, still fondling her with a finger. “I'm about to make a big mess. Do you want to see what it tastes like?” She didn't stop sucking, but nodded, and he grinned mischievously. “Alright, just keep doing that and you'll get to taste it.”
    She sucked harder and used her tongue to try and taste his mess, though she didn't have to wait long. He released a hot flood into her mouth and she coughed a bit, some of the seeping liquid spilling out onto her face and down her chest. It tasted different, she thought, but not bad. It had a salty flavor, even a hint of sweetness, and then she released another orgasm as he licked her, making the bed that much messier.
    When they were both done, he lifted himself off her and looked down at the messy cub-girl, some of his cum leaving splotches on the blue tips of her ears. “I guess you need another bath, don't you?” he'd ask, grinning.
    She just nodded and returned his smile, wondering what they'd play next.