Original Story: PapaLou
Translated/Adapted: Doggy98
The definition of family love can be different for many, some love their family as a family and nothing more, but for others, they have a special bond with their siblings, parent, or child that’s more than just family love. I’m not talking about they just have sex and that’s it, I’m more talking about those moments of grace, tenderness, and ambiguity, they share, to a point where the yellow line becomes blur once in a while when they’re lost in the moment, but once they get it out, everything becomes reasonable again, but it’s clear that they love each other more than they realize. Today, we’re going to look at a couple of cases some have shared and we’ll reveal what they’ve shared with us and why they feel this way about their family, how it started, and where has it led them to.


Play Date: Samatha (Species: Eevee, Female, 17-Years-Old) Sis/Brother
My big brother and I have a special relationship. It’s taboo, but it’s always something that makes us feel special. I know I want it, it’s pleasing to me, and I know my brother enjoys it and he loves me very much that he can never say no. It started when I was 14-years-old. My brother is 3 years older than me, he just became a Jolteon about a year ago. I’ve always been attached to my brother at a very young age. My parents were the ones that enforced the rules and made sure we don’t get into trouble, while my brother was the cool one, but he was never ashamed to bring me along. He helped me become outspoken. While I had some friends, I was always with my brother and I can come to him with any questions or problems I had. One night I told him that he’s getting lucky having all these girls fawning for him since he became a Jolteon. I can’t blame them since he looks handsome, but I know he caught a hint of jealousy in my voice. He told me that there’s plenty of traits that make me stand out. I asked him like what, he came over to my bed and started listing some stuff. He said I had a nice slim body, with a cute belly button, my ears are nice and soft. He gently blew into my ears, making me giggle. He even called me a princess. I looked at him and out of all the guys to make me feel giddy it’s my brother! I asked if he was just saying that because I’m his sister.
Rex: No, Sam. I know you’re beautiful. If you weren’t my sister, I would have loved to be your boyfriend and get to know you.
Sam (Blushing): Well, I… I wouldn’t mind being your first date. Have you ever been on a date before?
He shook his head. I figured there shouldn’t be any harm in asking him out, we can just practice on how to date. So I asked him if he would want to go out with me. He said he would love to and said he’ll pick me up around 12. Let me tell you, if I had a time machine, I would go back in time to relive those dates my brother and I had shared. He was such a gentleman with me the whole time we were together. He took me to nice parks, I took him to the mall to try on some clothes and play the latest videogames with him. He made me laugh, he made me smile, he just made me feel special when I was around him. He always went as far as he could to make sure I had a great time with him, it made me want to put in as much effort as he was going through with me. I don’t think I would ever find another man that would come as close as my brother. There were plenty of moments I caught myself starting lovely at him and even had dreams about him. He knew about it, but he loves me as much as I love him. We were close to the point where strangers thought we were a real couple. We would just blush and laugh whenever we were asked if we were actually dating. I told him that if there was at any point he found the girl of his dreams that I would be happy and encourage the two of them to stay together. I must confess though, I tried very hard to make sure that the dates were just practices and that the only thing I would do is kiss and cuddle my brother, but at last, he always wants to put me first so much that I felt I couldn’t hold myself back anymore, and on my 16th birthday, it happened. After my family and friends came over to celebrate, my brother gave me the best surprise that I almost hugged him to death! *Giggling* He gave me tickets to my most favorite movie that was playing in theaters, I thought they had sold out. I couldn’t stop thanking him! I was getting ready for our night. I had to thank him by wearing his favorite dress and putting on some makeup. He came in looking handsome in that shirt and his yellow spikes were looking good. I felt my heart beating and I couldn’t help but to run up and hold him in my arms. We left and he picked a good row for us to see the movie alone. He gave me some popcorn big enough for the both of us, and he got two sodas, one for me and one for him. I was snuffing that popcorn, and my brother patted my belly saying I was going to explode. I just laughed and honestly, the movie was still great, but I just couldn’t believe that my brother went through all that trouble to make me happy. I was just staring at him, considering myself the luckiest sister ever. I didn’t notice when I reached my popcorn I held his hand. I blushed and he just chuckled, bringing my hand to his lips and kissed it before he placed his arm around me. We forgot about the movie and just focused on us, until it was over. A lot of thoughts were going through my head. Was I actually going to do it? I kept fighting myself on why I should and why I shouldn’t, the why I should was winning me over. Once we got back into his car, I called his name and just pulled him in and kissed him, waiting for his reaction. He gently placed his arms around me and kissed me back, just as passionately as I was. We just closed our eyes and forgot about everything but ourselves. Once we parted, I told him thank you for being the best boyfriend and brother, I asked him if he could drive and park in an alley, I wanted to ask him something. Once he found a nice spot where no one could see us, I asked him if it was alright if I can be his first. I gave him a list of reasons why I wanted to give my cherry to him while holding his hand.
Rex: I don’t have any condoms, Sam. If I say yes, would you be okay with me pulling out?
Sam: Of course, Rex. You’ve put in a lot of effort just to make it special that I want to give it all back to you, but only if you’re okay with it. I don’t want to lose you!
Without another word, he pulls me to his lips, going back to kissing me. I felt my tail going up from his smooth fingers gently tending my back. I felt my hand rubbing his chest from his shirt, before I went to his pants, unzipping them to see his nice cock. It was standing up nice and proud and I couldn’t stop blushing and eyeing it. I went down to lick the tip. You could tell I was an amateur, but my brother helped me relax and made sure I took my time. I lube up the cock as my brother suggested I go to the back seat. I took my dress off and left it on the passenger seat. He opened the door and licked my pussy, it was already wet, but damn his tongue was good! He took one look at me as I felt his cock pressing me.
Rex: Sam. I love you.
Sam (Blushing): I love you, too Rex. Take me, make me feel complete.
He gently and slowly pressed his cock inside, he kept watch over me, making sure I’m okay. I had my eyes closed, so I could only communicate with my brother from my moans and cries. Letting him know I want him to keep going. He was even gentle with me for my first time. His cock was perfect! I felt so loved that I just held him closer, telling him to don’t stop. He kissed my lips again, and I just kept on moaning in his mouth. I told him to go faster! It was such a blur that I didn’t even remember him popping my cherry until after he pulled his cock out. We just held each other and continued to moan. He told me he was gonna cum, so I let go of him and he pulled out in cum to give me a facial and cum all over my body! We each took a breather and we just held each other for a long time. We eventually opened our eyes at each other, no words were exchanged, just pleasing looks and a closer bond between the two of us. The only thing we did was that we shared some kisses and I got to taste my brother’s cum. Eventually, we had to go home and we just slept together that night. That was over a year ago, and to this day we’re still close. We still go on dates, although we had to tone them down as he left for college, but we chat with each other every night, we see each other on the weekends too. To this day, I’m still his lil sis, and he’s my special big brother and I’m not ashamed to say he’s my first true boyfriend.


Special Kiss: Cream (Species: Rabbit, 16-Years-Old) Mother/Daughter
As a little bunny, there was no one else I loved my entire life other than my mother. I never got to know my father, so I felt it was my duty to show my mother my appreciation for raising me and giving me her love. I felt the best way to show her that was by kissing her, especially before I went to bed with her. We went through so many kinds of kisses I have trouble deciding which I like. There’s the usual pecking we do on the lips and cheeks. We give little Eskimo kisses by rubbing our noses together. My mother introduced me to an elephant kiss, where we wrapped our arms around our heads, pretending they’re trunks and we just pecked our lips. I always laugh when she rubs my ears as she kisses my lips, but the one kiss she gives has never failed to make me blush, even as a bunny I always get a funny feeling in my tummy when she does it. Before she kisses me, she’ll sometimes give me a loving gaze with her brown eyes, then she’ll beat her eyelashes at me before slowly pulling her lips towards mine, giving me a soft kiss. She always giggles when I start to blush uncontrollably, I could never describe why I felt this way. I certainly never hate it, I even do it with my mother myself, but even when I do it, I feel my heart beating, like I was nervous to kiss mommy, but why? I’m never nervous to kiss her any other way. Even when I was about to enter my teens, I never had any hastation to kiss my mother or even have her cuddle me. Heck, I still sleep with her to this day! I started thinking, is it because of mommy herself? I have always noted as a bunny that she’s a beautiful woman. It always surprises me that she never dated while she was taking care of me. I remember once I started to hit puberty I would sometimes stare and admire my mother and her body. I think it's safe to say I started to develop my MILF fetish because of my mother. I started watching videos of young girls kissing their mothers and I would daydream about me kissing my mother like those ladies do. I would still ask my mother before we kiss, if she could beat her eyelashes at me. 
One night before we went to bed, my mother was beating her lashes again, and giggled at my blushing face. I was cuddling with her and I felt my hand rubbing her waist as she rubbed the back of my head.
Cream: Mom? How come you never dated anyone else?
Vanilla: It’s because you were such a joy to my life. I thought I didn’t need anyone else but you. I still feel that way.
We looked at each other and I felt my heart beating. I should mention that we sometimes sleep with our night clothes or in my mother’s case, she sleeps with her robe. I caught a glimpse at her body before gazing at her lovely eyes. Before I knew it, I just pressed my lips on hers and I gave her my kiss. It was such a blur, that I didn’t remember why or how I did it, but I remember during the kiss I placed my tongue in her mouth and I almost didn’t notice until I heard a soft moan coming from my mother. I parted my lips and felt myself blushing. My mommy just giggled and I saw a soft smile on her lips.
Cream (Blushing): M-m-mommy… I’m so… sorry… mmmmm…
Vanilla: *smooch* It’s okay, Cream. Mommy’s not mad at you.
I saw her beating her eyelash at me, I just pulled my body closer as she held me in her arms, petting my head.
Vanilla: So how was my mouth?
Cream (Giggling): You tasted sweet, mommy.
We giggled before we kissed our mouth again. I looked at her and told her that I’ve always found her to be the prettiest woman I know and that she needs a lot of love too.
Vanilla: That’s sweet of you, Cream. *smooch* But I know I got all the love I could ever want, and she’s sleeping in my arms.
I just blushed like mad and just laid on my mommy’s chests until we were both asleep. Since then, my mother and I have kissed each other like that everyday, whether it’s before or after I get back from school. Even when I have friends over, the moment I see my mother sitting down on a chair, or laying on her bed, you’ll always see me crawling to her body, wrapping my arms around her as we both just close our eyes and just kiss away. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world to have such a strong caring mother like her! Sometimes we kiss quickly to avoid getting caught, but if it’s just us, we make sure to take all the time we need and make sure it’s a tender kiss. That’s all we do, I love my mother very much and all I need from her is a kiss to let me know she still loves me. I think I’m starting to understand why I love that kiss so much. It’s naughty and we know we’re not supposed to do it, but it’s so sweet to us that we don’t care. I love my mother and until the day she’s gone, I will always kiss her to let her know I’m here for her and to have some good times with her!


The Morning Routine: Dodger (Species: Dog *Jack Russell*, 24-Years-Old) Brother/Brother
When my parents told me I was getting a little brother, I was excited. Granted, I didn’t expect him to be a kitten, but we both warm up to each other really fast. His name is Oliver, he’s an orange tabby kitten and he’s the perfect little brother to me. My parents adopted him when he was 6 and I was 12, so we got along real easy and he helps me out on my school work, while I help him get into shape. When I was leaving for college, my little brother wasn’t too happy that I would be leaving, but I told him that I would actually be staying at an apartment that was close to his school and home, so I told him he could come live with me if he wanted to and he jumped on that chance. Now the thing about me is that I’m a party dog, and I learned the hard way that if I wanted to pass some of my classes, I had to take the work seriously, but I also have a sex drive, I’m quite the ladies man, but I’m also bi, so there’s also been moments where I’ve been with the guys from the gym and sometimes we get frisky at the shower, but I put all of that behind me if I want to pass and be there for my brother. He knows about me and my sexuaility, in fact, I was the first one to know about him being gay and of coruse I accept the fact, but what I didn’t expect was to have him help me out in my sexual needs. At first I didn’t know about it, I just knew that during the day I wanted to jerk off so bad that I would have a hard time studying, then the next morning I’m feeling fine and able to concentrate on my work. I didn’t know about it until one night when I felt someone licking my ass and someone was about to insert something inside me. I turned on the light and there he was with a guilty look on his face and a surprised look from me! We didn’t know how to react, but eventually I told him that I’m not going to yell or kick him out, but I wanted an explanation, so he told me everything. He told me that he wanted to help me succeed and he knew my troubles, so he waited for me to sleep so he can jerk me off. He told me my cock felt good and it soon led to him licking my cock, then giving me a blowjob, a deepthroat, and just recently he started rimming my ass. He was about to fuck me for the first time. He even confessed that he’s been staring at me since he started this and he’s also been having dreams about me. At first we just chuckled and then I thanked him for helping me. I asked him why he didn't come to me and ask if he would help me. He told me he was afraid I would reject him. So we made a deal that if I needed some help contracting that I would call for him and he can help me however he sees fit. So now we have a morning routine. First thing in the morning he wakes me up by gently rubbing his hands around my bare chest, licking my neck and gently kissing it before he travels one of his hands down my morning wood, gently stroking it and continuing to kiss my neck. I begin to moan to feel him dry humping his cock on my ass and back as he crass my stomach. Sometimes I’ll turn myself around, place my arm around his neck, and we'll rub our cocks together while kissing. We don’t bother with clothes anymore during the night, because we'll be too busy taking care of our cocks, plus it feels good to feel the tip of Oliver’s cock pressing my anus. We also have a rule to ourselves in which whoever cums first as to fuck the other in their ass and cum inside it. Oliver made me cum first, so we get up for me to also get and kneel myself on the bed as he gets ready to fuck me. He’s not as big as the other guys, but it’s still a damn good cock and he knows how to fuck. I love how he teases my neck with those lips, that I find myself kissing his lips, feeling his cock slipping it’s way into my ass, coming in direct contact with it. With his hot cock in my ass. I love feeling his precum dripping inside as he takes me, placing the palm of his two hands onto my firm ass. I can feel his soft hands gripping my ass as his cock pumps itself in me! Normally on weekends I let him take as much time as he needs to cum, but on days where I have classes, we know we have to hurry. I feel his hand reaching my shoulder, as he climbs up and starts pushing his cock further deep, making me groan and shutting my eyes, wrapping his arms around my chest so he makes sure his cock stays in. We both get into it that we have to kiss each other to avoid getting spotted, but damn his cock and my brother himself is hot! He knows my weak spot and once he’s able to find it, I cum on the bed again to feel his hot cum filling up my ass! He slams his cock into me making sure I get every drop before resting his cock in my ass for a bit. We just chuckled and kept on kissing until he could pull himself away and we could regain our composure. I would get up and we would take a quick shower, we love showing the cum in our asses before we dump them into the shower drainage. I would leave for classes and just focus on my work until I need his help again. We still do it after college as we both have a weakness for each other, even after Oliver got himself a boyfriend, he joins us in a threesome and I became best friends with him. I still go out to parties, but I make sure I bring my brother along, after all, you never know when I need some help.


The Gas Tank: Madison (Species: Skunk, 7-Years-Old) Father/Daughter (Fart Warning)
My daddy and I have a special naughty game that we love to play. We start it off by eating something that makes us gassy as much as we can. Usually we love to shit it out and eat it, sometimes even smear it around our bodies, but that’s only if we have all the time to ourselves. Today, since my grandparents want to take me and daddy out later tonight, we decided to just eat some food that makes us fart. *Giggling* It’s just as fun and naughty as shitting it out. We start by picking out a location in or out of the house. I chose the bathroom this time, so we can have fun while also trying to be as quick as we can. Then we choose if we want to be clothed so we can strip naked for each other or if we want to be naked right now. Daddy suggested that we be naked right away. I always want my daddy to go first, as he’s a great and smelly farter. He taught me everything he knows about farting and how to make the loudest gas heard and the trick on holding it all in until you need to go. I love pushing my nose slowly into his ass and hearing those little toots coming out. It makes me giggle and I love smelling them. My daddy would then tease me by wiggling his butt or spreading his butthole for me to press my nostrils deep inside. Sometimes he would ask me to lick or finger him and I love doing that. I love having his farts in my mouth! I try very hard to make sure they stay in my mouth, but they’re so bitter and good that I can’t help but to laugh with joy and swallow them! Daddy just laughs with me and says I’m a dirty girl. *Giggling* I sure am, I love being a nasty girl to daddy. My favorite part is when it’s daddy turns to eat my ass! I love it because he worships my ass. He does so much more than sniffing, he holds and spanks me. He has such a hot tongue that rims straight through my ass to get me to fart big and raunchy on his face! And I LOVE his fingers! Feeling them pumping in my ass makes me feel like a nasty slut! I love it! I make sure that daddy gets the smelliest farts from me, because he deserves them and it turns me on to hear him enjoying them, deeply snorting them and begging for more. I can hear my farts going into his mouth and he shares them with me. I know it turns daddy on too, because I see his penis getting hard. I always blush when I spread my ass for him and ask if he wants another fart. He knows what it means and I grin and grunt when I feel him wrapping his arms around my waist, pushing his penis in my ass! We both groan together, feeling that penis staying in my ass! He thrusts me and we always deep kiss when he pounds my ass! I just love giving myself to daddy. He pulls his penis away to let my ass breath and fart on his cock, we laugh and just continue to have some anal sex until we both grunt and moan as he fills my ass up! I love how he still holds me, waiting until his cum is done, he gives me soft kisses and tells me I’m a good sticky girl. He pulls his cock away and I laugh, because it feels funny having his cum in my ass. My daddy opens his mouth and we laugh when I fart it out and have it in his mouth or splattered around his body. We make sure to clean it up when we’re done, it’s a naughty game, but it’s fun! We always make sure that if we have any more farts left then we need to let them out. After we’re done, we just hug and go back to our normal routines, but no matter what we’re doing or if we’re busy or not, we’re always ready for our fun game anytime.


Small Smells: Patch (Species: Dalamatian 12-Years-Old) Mother/Son
Let me tell you, working on a farm is no easy work, but with 101 dalmatians living on the farm, our parents gave all of us a choice of homeschooling or going to an actual school building. I chose homeschool, so I can help my parents around the farm. It’s a lot of work and it can get messy, but I like the fact I can learn what it’s like to have a job. I have a couple of my other siblings and workers helping me out when I can’t do a certain job by myself. My mom and dad also play a big role in the farm, my mother especially has the most important job in making sure we get each chore and job finished as much as we can. We don’t always get everything done, but if we can at least get most of it finished and have little to worry about the next day, then it’s fine with her. Growing up, I’ve admitted my mother. I love how firm she is with us, but she never loses that motherly personality around us. She’s still there for us if we’re sick or if we get hurt and she imminently takes charge and finishes the job for us without complaining. I started developing a little crush towards her, seeing all that dirt on her body. I don’t know, she looks hot to me when I see that hard work on her body, and her smell of sweat and dirt would always make me blush. I don’t know if she had known about it from the start, but when she noticed me being a little shy she would come up close and ask if I’m okay. I would just blush and try to give her a simple smile before answering that I’m fine and would quickly go off and do my job before she could notice my erection. I don’t know how or when I started masturbating to my mother’s dirt or smelly body, but there would be moments when I was break, I would be as quiet as I could and jerk off to my mother relaxing on the bed, sofa, or outside on the chair. One day, I decided to get bold. My mother brought me and other siblings some snacks and said we can have a 30 minute break. While I was sitting on the chair outside, I could hear my parents having sex. I heard my dad asserting that my mother should get some rest. I felt my erection coming back and felt this was my chance. As soon as dad went outside, I quickly went into the house to my parent’s room and there was my mother, naked on the bed, with her clothes strewn on the floor. Her thighs were spread and I can see her nice sweaty dirty feet sticking up. I licked my lips, and I could feel myself sweating with anticipation, I couldn’t wait any longer and quietly went further into the room. My tail was wagging the closer I was to come into contact with her feet. Those nice soles, the way the dirt came into contact with them, I gently pressed my nose as close as I could so I wouldn’t wake her up. The smell, I feel my eyes sagging with joy! I couldn’t stop sniffing them. I tried my best, but this smell was so good I started snorting and deep sniffing them that I thought for sure I would wake her up, but all she did was move a bit and I heard that cute giggling from her mouth. My tongue was hanging out, my mind was fighting with my body to not lick them. I knew the risk if mom was to find out, but my body and tongue was winning! I thought to myself, “She just needs a bath. That’s all I’m going to do is to lick them quickly.” I figured if she was to wake up, I can just tell her that I was giving her a bath. I mean we’re dogs, so it’s not unusual to give someone tongue baths, right? Once I pressed my tongue on those soles, I knew there was no turning back. I got my tongue to stay at one spot of my mother’s foot for as long as I could, until I felt there was no more dirt left. I gave her right foot a good deep clean with my tongue, I even sucked on her toes! All the while I was sniffing my work and her dirt. My poor cock was throbbing at the fact that I was finally licking and sniffing my mother! How was she not waking up to this!? All I heard from her was just some giggling. Once I gave her right foot a good cleaning, I checked and sniffed around her foot to make sure I didn’t miss anything, I moved onto her other foot. Just when I was about to sniff it, I felt her foot pressing down on my nose and I heard her voice that made me blush.
Perdita: So how does my foot feel, Patch?
I glanced over to see my mother smirking. I didn’t know what to tell her, but she didn’t look upset with me.
Patch: I… uh… I… It… It smells… *SSSSNNNIIIF* It smells n… nasty…
Perdita: But you like to smell it, don’t you? *Giggling* That was some impressive tongue work, but you know I could have taken a quick shower if I wanted to clean myself.
I just blushed and told her that I wanted to clean her feet for her. She just pushed her feet further into my nostrils, I couldn’t help to snort them and I started to moan. I can hear my mother moaning, was this turning her on, too?
Perdita: That’s very sweet of you, Patch. Well, you’ve already cleaned one of my feet, you might as well finish what you started. Make sure you give it a kiss too, okay?
My tongue was happy to lick the other foot. I just deep sniffed it anytime my mother pushed her feet onto my nose. My tail wouldn’t stop wagging for each licking I did. Since my mother wasn’t objecting, I just licked around her feet about two or three times as my mother kept on teasing my nose with her smell.
Perdita (Giggling): I think all this work on the farm has made you into a dirty dog, Patch. You love the smell of my stinky feet? Would you lick my feet again if I was to tell you to do it?
Patch: *SSSSSSSNNRRRRRTTT* Mmmm! Yes, mother! I would love to smell and lick your feet whenever you work on the farm! *SSSSSNNNNIIIFFFF* Seeing you sweating and smelling your dirty feet. I think it makes you look so hot!
My mother just laughed as I felt myself blushing that I admitted I like being a dirty dog to my mother. She pushed both of her feet onto my nose when I was done, making me sniff them as she traveled them down to press my erection poking out of my work pants. I just kept on blushing looking at my mother’s interesting look.
Perdita (Giggling): I’ve noticed. I had a feeling something was up when you kept looking at my body. Now I see, my poor little man is getting hard seeing his mommy work hard. I’m flattered you also appreciate my hard work as well, and I’ll admit, it's also hard not to notice my son going from my little boy to my little man. … … Mmm... Take your pants off!
I just looked at mommy and she said it again in a stern voice, that made my erection peak even further.
Perdita: You heard me, mister! I said take those pants off! You got to see my naked body and played with my feet, isn't it fair that I get to see you? Or do you want mommy to ground you for a month?
I was turned to my head, when my mother told me to look at her while I took my pants off. I was still wagging my tail, but I dropped my pants and I saw my mother smirking at my cock. She laid on her stomach and sniffed my tip and I felt myself getting more aroused.
Perdita: *SSSSNNNNIIIFFF* Ooo, Patch! Your father would be proud of you! I’m proud of you!
She kissed my tip and then held my shoulders giving me a motherly smile. She told me to turn around and bend down just a bit. When I did, I felt my eyes going wide and then I felt myself moaning. My mommy was sniffing my asshole! Not just sniffing, but she licked it! I hold myself for cumming.
Perdita: Ooo, Patch. Looks like you got all sweaty too from a hard day of work. *Giggling* *smooch smooch* Well, you did a great job cleaning my feet, would it be okay with you if I was to lick and clean your ass?
Patch: *pant pant* Y-y-yes, mommy! I want you to clean my asshole. I want you to feel my ass and sniff it!
I told her I would have dreams of her punishing me if she found out I love her feet. She wrapped her arms around me and played with my cock, teasing the tip and rubbing my balls.
Perdita: *smooch smooch* Mmm… So you wouldn’t mind if mommy was a bitch to you, and started teasing her poor son?
I told her I would love to be dominated by my nice and awesome mother. She held my hand and took me to the bathroom, singling me to be quiet as she locked the door. She turned the shower water on and cleaned my front body with soap, before she leaned down and started pressing her nose on my ass. I let out a moan as I felt my ass against my mother’s face, she also took care of my hard cock as she smelt my scent and gave my ass a deep cleaning. I had to cover my mouth, I never would have dreamt that mommy would rim my ass that deep, and do it without any hesitation. I felt her tongue stretching my ass and pushing it in and out. I felt a wet smack from that tongue leaving my ass, and just licked my outer ring before deep sniffing it again!
Perdita: *SSSSSNNNNRRRRT* Ooo, Patch! You smell so good! I’ve always known you were a hard worker too, but damn you do a lot around the farm!
I blushed at my mother praising me about my work. She told me I can remove my hand and tell her how much I love. As I did remove my hand I started barking, feeling her fingers pushing itself inside. I told her I love this so much I want to be her dirty dog, I want her to punish me if she caught me smelling her feet! She removed her hands from my ass and cock, I felt her dry humping me as she pulled my lips towards hers.
Perdita: *smooch smooch* You’re a good boy, Patch. You’ve done a lot around the farm and the house and now I know you’re a dirty dog that also has his needs. *Giggling* Wait here for me. Mommy is going to give you a reward.
I turned and I started feeling my cock could cum right now once I saw her come back with a nice strapon. She smacked my ass as she reentered the shower and lube it up. I felt the tip kissing my ass, pushing itself in gently. My mom made a promise to me.
Perdita: *smooch* If you work hard like me around the farm, I will let you clean my feet when your father is not around, and in return I’ll clean your ass and you can choose how you would like mommy to make you cum if I feel like you earn it. Would you like mommy to peg you?
When I felt that strapon pushing me, I just pushed my ass against it. She took the hint and held my waist and went gently on my ass at first. She and I both started panting, we both blushed when he smelled the scent of our sexual fluids. She made sure I felt good when she humped my ass. I was starting to fall in love with pegging already. We kissed our lips, so we wouldn’t get caught. This felt so dirty, but my fantasies were coming true, I was having my first pleasure, my first orgasm from my firm and strong mommy! I know she’ll provoke me going in, but I know she’ll make sure she doesn’t go too far, but I know I’m going to love being my mother’s dirty foot smelling and licking son! I already started a list in my head on what kind of dirty things I want her to make me do! I started grunting and then after a loud moan in her mouth, we parted lips and my mother stared hungrily at my cum squirting on the shower wall that I heard her moaning. She told me she squirted from my loving thick cum! When we were done, she pulled the strapon away and said I can stand up. I told her I can lick the cum off for her. She told me to do it and give it to her in her mouth. When I did, she just giggled and said that was the most fun break she’s ever had and asked if I like it. I told her I love it and I want to do it again. So now I’m working twice as hard to make sure I get my reward and to build up enough sweat for my mother as my mother now also works extra around the farm for me. We make sure we’re both rested and we’re ready and willing to do it again. We like to see how much further we can take our fethis and how much punishment and dominance my mother will do for me. So far no one else knows about this, and to be honest, I think I found my permanent job. It pays well, and it’s got the best reward and break time for sure.


The Massage: Lady (Species: Cocker-Spaniel, 42-Years-Old) Mother/Daughter
My parents and friends have told me that I’m great at getting others to relax, so after finishing high school I took a massage class and started my own massage business. I didn’t expect it to pick up that quickly, I don’t even charge any lower than any other massage business, but I guess there weren't that many massage places where I lived, plus the customers tell me they prefer me because of my skill, my service, and my positive and caring attitude. I have other workers, but I also chip in whenever I can. I help set up appointments, I help clean and prepare the rooms, and I also partake in massaging the animals. Any other form of medical needs in terms of the back, I leave that to either someone in my team that’s an expert on that field or recommend them to a doctor. So I’m basically my own boss, as well the boss for my employees. I make sure that none of them have any overtime, unless I really need them for something, so most of the time once the last worker leaves for the day, I’m by myself, setting up the room for one last customer, I personally know this customer of mine. She always comes in everynight from the gym. I just finished making sure everything was ready when I heard the door opening and just when I was about to greet her, I suddenly gasped and looked worried. A tan adult lioness was helping a cocker-spaniel into my office. That cocker-spaniel is my daughter, Danielle. She looked to be in so much pain, her back was hunched over. My motherly instinct took over and I ran over towards her, helping her in. The lioness told me what happened. My daughter works as a fitness instructor and while she was showing her students some exercise, she accidentally put too much pressure on her back when she bent down. She pulled her back up too fast, that it put a huge strain on it that made her cry out in pain. One of the students took over for her, but she insisted that she stayed with her students until class was over. I thanked her for helping my daughter and told her I’ll take the rest from here. My poor baby, she tried to put on a brave face for me, but those eyes were telling me she needed help. She tried to argue with me that she’ll be fine, but I wasn’t listening and told her firmly that I’m helping her unless she wants to stay in the house for a couple of months with that back pain. My pups know when I raise my voice like that, it’s best not to argue with me. Lucky for her it was summer, so she only had her fitness bra on. I left her shots alone for now and helped her gently on the massage table and went to work straight away. I do my best to be as professional as I can, but when a patient is your own child, you can’t help but to show your motherly side. Just hearing my daughter sniffle as I work on popping and fixing those bones on her back, it was tough, but I just rubbed her head and told her that I’m here in my soft voice. Eventually her whimpering decreased and once I got to work on her spine, I saw that pleasing look on her face and heard her sigh. I just ran my fingers on her spine from top to bottom, then from bottom to the top. Once I moved on to her neck, I saw her beautiful eyes opening and a gracious smile. Again it’s hard not to have your heart beat when your child is thanking you for helping them, plus it’s hard for me to imagine my daughter as a grown adult, a beautiful one at that. When I see that face and those lips, I can’t help but to kiss them or her cheeks. She never objected to either of those, she can’t help but to let out a moan, she sometimes kisses my lips too. Today it was just the cheek as I pressed on her neck gently about four or five times.
Lady: *smooch* How are you feeling, darling?
Danielle: Better. Thank you, mama.
It warms my heart when she visits me. We treat it just as a special mother-daughter bond between the two of us. Sometimes I don’t give her a massage, we just sit and talk with each other before we have to go home. Still, I love giving her a massage and I try to make her pay as little as possible, but she doesn’t mind paying the full amount or giving me a little more, she tells me it’s worth it to feel my hands and hear my soothing voice. To me it’s worth it to see her smile and feel her nice body. About five minutes after taking care of her neck and back, I went back to her spine and now I had to travel to a certain part my clients usually feel awkward towards, that’s especially true for Danielle. Everytime when she sees me about to reach the lower part of her spine she gets a flustered look and her tail starts to wag. I just chuckle and wink at her. I tell all of my clients when I give them massage that it’s okay to have some kind of reaction, whether it’s a simple erection or even a little orgasm from touching them. I make it clear to them that my job just involves making their bodies feel better with my hand, not giving them blowjobs or turning it into some kind of cheesy porn scene. I do understand why Danielle is more nervous about it and to be fair sometimes it’s akwardward for me as well. Not because I’m massaging her, but because on certain occasions I might have to have Danielle naked so I can get every bone from her body. Again it’s hard not to be impressed by how much your child has grown and to see what traits they’ve picked up from their parents. Danielle definitely picked up her father’s muscles, I catch myself staring at them from time to time and I know Danielle is still impressed with my hands. When we first did this, her pussy got wet and I must hitted the right nerve because she squirted on my table and she felt super embarrassed by this. It was awkward for me as well, but for some reason when we discussed it at home, we just started laughing and joked about that scene, it made us feel a little comfortable. We just agreed that as long as we don’t make it sexual between each other, it should be fine. We love each other very much, but we don’t want to do anything risky that could ruin our bond. Anyway, I made it as far as I could from the bottom part of her spine and little above her shorts and between her buttocks. Danielle started tensing a bit, she couldn't help but to hold her ass out, I knew this was making her feel good. She told me I could take her shorts off if I needed to. This moment still makes us blush, but we’ve done it enough times that we just try to pretend we’re someone else. Again I want to be professional, but damn if you had a daughter like mine, you could probably understand a little why it’s hard not to be proud of your daughter for her body. My hands still sometimes shake at this, but I tried to keep a level head and just focus on massaging her butt while trying to picture her being someone else. Her ass is so soft, so warm, and even firm. I try not to rush myself, I go as slowly as I could, kneeing her ass before I went up towards the back. I stared at her face, she was getting into this too, I couldn’t help myself, but I went back massaging her ass. No matter how hard I try, I can’t help but to get turned on by this, you could even tell from my voice I wanted to continue.
Lady: Danielle, do you want mommy to continue?
She would either nod her head while giving me a loving smile, sometimes she would blush. She would sometimes softly say a yes while moaning. Whatever she does, we both can’t help but to feel aroused at this state. I can smell her pussy that she wanted more and my pussy started to react to this taboo scene going on. Her ass is warm, it’s also firm and soft at the same time. I went up and down from her lower back to her line. I see her pussy spreading itself and notice how wet her clit was getting. I had to bite my lips, I was panting like mad.
Danielle: Mama…
I looked up at her, her face told me she was both shy and aroused.
Danielle: Could you touch me?...
My mind was gone at this point, my body and mouth were moving, before I knew it. I pressed my tongue on her clit and just a little lick and with a little fold from my hands, she covered her mouth and started screaming an orsgam to my face. I smelt my daughter’s juice that my legs trembled and I started squirting on the floor! Danielle laid on the table as I stood up before realizing what I just did. Danielle came up and before I could apologize she hugged me tightly and said she was sorry.
Danielle: I don’t know what came over me, but you took great care of my body, and hearing the loving voice and seeing your gorgeous face I started seeing you as a sexy woman rather than my mother.
I could hear her trying to hold back a tear. I blushed and hugged her back. I told her that I’m also sorry for what I just did. I confessed that I too was having trouble keeping myself together because she’s growing up into a beautiful woman herself. It was hard not seeing her as just a child anymore. She pulled herself away and we looked at each other. We felt better, we wiped our tears, and kissed our lips. Danielle thanked me for helping her back. We both agreed that we mustn't tell anyone about this. I told her that it would be wise to ease up on the instructions until her back is fully healed and I would offer more massages for her until her back is better again. After that massage we both called each other to make sure what happened was okay. We both agreed that it was alright and we were both lost in a moment, but it didn’t change our relationship. She still visits my office every day before closing, and now when I do give her a massage and I need her to be naked, we try to make sure we don’t let out temptation get the better of us, but if it does, we agree to let each other know when we feel we should stop, but whether it does lead to that road or not, I'll always be there for Danielle if she needs help and she’s still there for me.


Sands through the Pussy: Fiona (Species: Otter, 19-Years-Old) Sister/Sister
Growing up, I’ve always looked up and considered my family heroes. We live near a beach and most of my family are either lifeguards or they have some form of medical license to help someone in need. I knew from the start I wanted to be a hero like them. With summer coming around the corner, and deciding if I want to be a lifeguard or a nurse, I decided to get a summer job working with my big sister as a lifeguard. She’s two year older than me. I was a little disappointed that it wasn’t as exciting as I thought it was, but my big sister and I are super close that she made the time go by. We would just sit on our posts, chatting and playing some games. There'll be moments where she and I would answer any questions the guests had, she would give me lessons on CPR and how to report a problem on the beach if I think it’s a huge emergency. Sometimes on break, she’ll bring her surfboard and we’ll ride some waves together. So the job wasn’t a complete bore. However, there’s one part about this job that sucks and that’s the sand. Even when I was little I hated the sand, more so than water. At least with water it just sticks to your fur, but you can dry it off at any time, but with sand, it’s sometimes a bitch to get it all out of your body, you need to do extensive cleaning around your body and it itches like crazy with all the salt it comes with. I try my best to avoid it, but at last, you get those annoying punks that like to kick sand at you or you’re cleaning up the beach and sometimes you have no choice but to have some of the sand blown at you. Today was an absolute torment for me, but even so, this day I had a deeper respect for my big sister with how she helped me. So I was doing the usual clean up around the beach area. The wind was strong today so some of the sand ended up blowing towards me. I managed to tough it out and finished my duty. When I got back to my post, I was starting to itch like crazy. I wasn’t too worried, I knew how windy it was and I expected sand to land on my fur, but even when I tried to rub myself with my towel or put on a new uniform I was still itching like mad. My big sister noticed it and said that she can take care of my shift so I can clean up. I thanked her and said I owe her one. Even though it was windy, it was also a hot day too, so I quickly made it back to our home before the sand got deep into my fur towards my skin. I went into the shower and made sure I cleaned every part of my body, making sure that no sand stuck to my fur. But no matter how much I was getting every nook and cranny of the sand, it was too late. When I got out of the shower, the moment I put some new panties on, my eyes shrank, I closed them tightly and felt my body tensing. I began to hiss like I had just gotten stung. My body was on fire, like I had a swarm of angry bees inside me. When I tried to touch myself, I just ended up hissing. I felt myself ready to cry because the pain was too much, I felt a hand touching my shoulder. My big sis came in and asked what was wrong. I tried to form some words, I said that it hurts.
Olive: What hurts?
Fiona (Blushing): My… My pussy!
I place my hand on my pussy, still winching. I was still crying as I told my sis that it won’t come out and it’s starting to sting. Bless my sister, she gently removed my hand and carried me to my bedroom. I could tell she’s worried, but she amazed me with how calm and collected she was for me. She placed me on the bed and gently took my panties off. She gently spread my legs wide apart and took a good look around.
Olive: Show me where it hurts.
I spread my pussy for her, I should be embarrassed by this. The last time I was naked with my sis is when we were little, but I was doing anything I could do on my part to get this stupid sand off of me. Again, she had me impress with how careful she was inspecting me. Her serious look around my labia, the hymen, urethra, and clitoris. It made my body and mind relax. When she was done she licked her finger and slowly entered my pussy. She was able to see and gather some grains of sand inside, she pulled her finger away between my lips.
Olive: Are you okay with me doing this?
I nodded as my sis dired her finger off. She licked her finger again and went back inside, approaching the grains of sand. I started breathing heavily, both from the sand still stinging me, but also with how my sister was taking her time. I wasn’t sure what was turning me on, the fact that she was going slowly with me or she still had that serious look on her, making sure I was better. She was able to gather more sand off of me. I felt my pussy getting stretched. Try as she might, the grain of sand was still making my pussy sting with the way it was getting pushed and pulled out. I went back to sobbing and my body started to move. My sister stopped her fingering and rubbed my face and kissed my head to calm me down.
Olive: Shh, shh. I’m here, Fiona. I want to help you, but you need to stay still for me, otherwise you’ll be hurting yourself some more.
I nodded, but my sister could tell it wasn’t going to be easy. Then I saw her face lighting up with another idea, but I could tell she was debating herself if she should do it. She looked at me before she spoke to me with a serious tone.
Olive: Fiona, there’s another thing I could do. It’ll get awkward between us, so I’ll understand if you don’t want this, but I want to help you. Do you want to hear it?
I nodded. She asked me if I heard of animals sucking off a part of their body if they have been stung or have a little bruise cut on them. I nodded again.
Oliver (Blushing): I could try sucking your pussy. I can get all of the sand off of you with my tongue and mouth, it’ll be wet enough where the stinging won’t be noticeable, but it’s up to you if you want this.
We looked at each other. We were both blushing, but I could tell she’s still serious about this and she’s already earned my respect for helping me, while still being professional about this.
Fiona: I trust you, sis. You have my permission, so let’s try it.
This is the first I let anyone lick my pussy, but I never thought my sister would be the first one to lick me. I could tell she’s nervous about this too, but her determination was still shown. She spread my thigh as much as she could, I felt her nostrils breath on my pussy. It felt awkward getting wet for my sis, but that didn’t stop her from doing her job. I felt my body relaxing once I felt her tongue licking my lips, pushing and spreading my pussy delicately and gently inside. I felt that tongue going through my walls, licking every part to get the sand off. This was better than her fingers, her wet tongue helped soften the burning. I was still hissing, but I wasn’t moving as much as before. I giggled in my head, knowing she’s probably also tasting the salt water inside my pussy.
Oliva: I’m almost done, sis. You’re doing great, just relax and it’s okay if you need to cum.
I closed my eyes. I know my sister is not a lesbian, but it makes me wonder if she had to do something like this before because she’s very good at taking care of my pussy. I might have shown some excitement in my face, my body was shaking from how gentle she was licking me. I felt her mouth between my tights, that nice warm wet tongue sneaking around, giving those grains of sand a what for. My breath was increasing, I wanted to cum, but I didn’t want to make it awkward for my sister. I know she’s a professional, a damn good one for keeping such a level and calm mind while doing this, but I wonder if she’s even a little excited while doing this. She’s keeping a good focus to relieve me, but I could smell her pussy and I know she’s getting wet from doing this, but she’s not masturbating. How is able to do this without having the need to please herself? As I was thinking this to myself, I felt the tongue pushing itself deeper, until I felt all the sand inside my pussy was gone. She wasn’t done yet, she licked around my outside lips and my clit and after removing the sand from my clit, it was all gone. I sighed in a huge relief. My sister looked down above me, I gave her a big smile as I felt her hand on my cheek. I gave her a loving kiss and told her thank you. She helped up and I wrapped my arms around and stayed with her for a bit. I did feel the sheets were a bit wet, but I didn’t squirt.
Oliva: All better?
Fiona: Hm-mm. Thank you, so much. I apologize if I made it awkward for you.
Oliva: *smooch* Hey, it’s my job to make you feel better. I had to help you when you had your first period, as long as you're better I’ll do anything to help you.
I just looked at her and asked her how she was able to keep such a good focus and a level head while doing this. She told me that a good way to do that is to remember that you’re saving someone's life. You’re not just doing it because you’re getting lucky. For someone’s life to be saved, if you need to do something embarrassing or awkward just to make sure they survive, then you need to remain professional, so that the animal you’re saving trusts you. When she said that, I looked at her and thought about what she did. Not once did she moan or masturbate or even forced me to lick her pussy in return. Instead, I could tell from her looks, her body language, and her voice that all she thought about was making me better, making sure she got all of that sand off of me. That was when I started having mad respect for my sister. I still work at the beach with her as a summer job, but now I’m attending medical school to be a nurse. I want to save animals the same way my sister did, even if it means doing some awkward things, but if my big sister can do it, then I know I can too.


Fantasy vs. Reality: Christopher (Species: Tiger, 33-years-old) Father/Son
It was Saturday morning, my wife told me she’s heading to the store and asked me to keep an eye on our son, and to make sure he’s not watching those adult videos. I love my wife with all my heart, but there are some things we don’t always agree on how should we raise our son, especially when it comes to sex. She believes that a boy his age should not be watching porn as a way to learn sex, she believes that he should wait until he’s an adult that can learn on his own or have the school teach him about safe sex. While I understand where she’s coming from and I agree that kids should know the difference between acting and fantasy versus reality, I firmly believe that watching porn will not make you into a monster or a rapist. It’s all about what kind of porn they look into, and making sure they have the right instructor or parent to teach their kids what they see on the internet is mostly fake. I know my son is not stupid, he knows that what he sees is suppose to be entertainment, something to help relieve him. He’s almost going to be 13 in a couple of months, so it’s not that surprising he’s curious about an adult body and about sex. His mother has sometimes caught him touching himself and she scolds him, saying he’s not supposed to do that. When I first caught him, he was scared and thought I was going to lash out at him, but instead I gave him his privacy and told him to come see me when he’s done. He came into my room and we sat down and talked. I told him that I have no problems with him watching porn as I know he’s just curious, the only thing I want him to be careful on is that he makes sure that what he sees on the internet is mostly fake or over exaggerated for entertainment and if he has any actual questions about sex then he should ask someone he trust, and I told him I would also answer any question. He asked me if I was going to tell his mother, I pulled him in for a hug, calmed him down and told him his secret is safe with me. I confess to him that I know what it’s like feeling ashamed for masturbating. I told him I was also curious about sex when I was his age and told him I had a couple of playboy magazings from my friend’s parents or older siblings. His grandparents didn’t like the fact I was masturbating at a young age, but I couldn’t help myself if I was also curious. I told him that as long as he knows not to do most of the stuff that he sees online and if he’s just masturbating then I’ll never scold him for it. I told him just lock the door and I’ll give him some privacy and if his mother does catch him, just let her ramble on and go back to what he was doing. I know that conversation will help me bond with my son, as he hasn’t watched any porn for a while and would just chat with me if he had some questions. Once in a while I would sometimes see him on the computer watching adult videos. I would just chuckle. Seeing him looking interested did take me back when I was that into my magazines as a teen. That’s when it hit me. Since he’s turning 13, I figure this would be a good gift for my son. Checking my bedroom, I found what I was looking for. I knocked on the door to my son’s room. It wasn’t locked, so I gently opened it and there he was, leaning over on his computer desk. He was watching a porn video of two female bears deep kissing. It seems I caught him just when the action was about to start. His eyes were focused onto the screen. I don’t think he heard me knocking or even noticed that I’m standing by his door. He slipped his hand inside his pajamas, no doubt reaching for his cock so he can play with himself. I was right and I see from his pajamas there was a little fist inside that started moving up and down. I can’t see all too well, but my son was panting, enjoying the movie he was watching. His eyes were still glued onto the screen, I saw a little lust smile on him as he started to moan as softly as he could. I could see his tip growing out of his pajamas, he placed his fingers around his slit and gave it a sniff. It must be a pre-cum. I remember when he came running up to me that he finally came. He had a proud look on his face that I just chuckled and told him congrats on becoming an adult. He kept on sniffing his pre-cum as I started to notice his other hand was also inside his pajamas, but was somewhere below his cock. He might be touching his balls or his anus, but I know he was liking his pre-cum, hearing him inhaling it before he placed his hand back on his cock, stroking himself again. I see his other hand swirling something around, so it must be his balls that he’s folding while he strokes his cock. He kept on panting until he tried very hard not to grunt too loud, but I saw him cumming on his pajamas top. I saw the pleasure look on his face when he was done. Once his hands were away from his pajamas and cock, I knocked on the door again. He jumped a bit and quickly turned his head. I chuckled and saw him looking embarrassed. I think he’s waiting for that one day where I will scold him for masturbating, but I give him my smile to let him know I’m still okay with what he’s doing. I asked if I could come in because I have something I want to give to him. He invited me to come in. I ruffled his hair and kissed his cheeks. I could smell my son’s cum, that’s definitely the smell of a young man right there. I advised him to take his top off before his mother comes back to see him. I sat on his bed and after he did what I told him, he sat down with me. I told him that I’m proud of him for coming to me or someone he trusts to learn about sex and I’m also proud of him for being mature with him watching porn and knowing the difference between fake and reailty.
Christ: So since you’re going to be 13 soon, I figured it’s time to give you something that I’ve kept around the house when I was your age and discovered a naked body, but before I give it to you, do you promise me that you’ll keep it somewhere to where your mother will never think to look?
Hans: I promise, Daddy.
I told him I was serious, because if his mother found out, we would both get into some serious trouble. He held up this pinky and we pinky swore to each other. I pulled out my two Playboy magazines and handed them over to my son. His eyes lid up and he looked at me if it was okay for him to take it. I told him that I feel he deserves these, and suggest these would be perfect for him to use if he gets horny but doesn’t want his mother to suspect anything. He took a look at the cover of one of them, then he hugged me and kept telling me thank you. I just chuckled and told him that he’s welcome.
Christ: I have no need for them anymore, now that I have your mother. Use them however long you need to until you also feel like you don’t need them anymore.
My son asked me if I still used those magazines while I was married to his mother. I admitted that I did but only when she was away and I need to relive myself, but that’s been a long time and we have a good sex life between us anyway. Once I mentioned this, it seems my son was thinking about something because he looked at me with a soft smile and he had a flustered look on his face. He asked me if I would like to look at the magazine with him one more time. Now I started blushing when he proposed that. I asked him why and he told me that it would be nice to see what kind of animals turned me on as a teen and I could teach him how to receive pleasure from a picture, plus it would be the last time that I would see them, so he figured I might want one last look before I let him keep them. I see where he’s coming from and up into this point I was never shy to teach him about sex, but I felt this was something very risky, especially with his mother. I was weighing the pros and cons in my head while also looking at my son’s expression. I think he was hoping for some kind of bonding with his father, which I’m not against, but I don’t know if I can risk getting caught and have the possibility of never seeing my son again. After thinking it over, I told him that his mother is shopping right now, so we’ll need to make it quick before she gets back, and we mustn’t tell her what happened, it has to be a secret. He nodded his head. I went on telling him that I’m only looking at the pictures with him, we’re not allow to have sex with each other, but if he wants to masturbate while looking then it’s fine with me. With a final nod, we shook our hands firmly to the agreement. We both laid our backs on his headboard and started with the cover, a nice looking slim bunny. My son was already blushing as I nudged his shoulder. We flipped through a couple of pages of women. Some were naked, some were fully clothed, while some were wearing risqué clothing. There were young adult women, the MILFS, preys, predators, the works. I tried to make sure I’m not flipping too fast, I wanted my son to at least skim through some of the females shown. We even read a few interviews here and there, but our main focus was the girls. I asked if there were any that caught his eye. He pointed out a couple, a nice lioness with A-cups, a pretty looking husky showing off her nice butt with a ball in her mouth, and a majestic looking goose with busty tits and nice looking wings. I noticed his penis was about to get hard again, he looked at me starting to feel guilty. I just pulled him over and kept kissing his cheek. I told him I’m fine with showing this to him, I just don’t want us to get caught. To be honest, it was taking me back to when I was trying hard not to get caught myself, now I had my son with me trying not to get caught. I told him if he wants to stop this and I can just give him the magazine I will. Before I left he asked if I can show him a woman I would always masturbate to. I started to blush again. It’s been awhile since I laid a finger on these magazines, but I do remember a pic I’ve always loved. Flipping through the pages we found the pic that always makes me hard when I see it. It was a pic a beautiful sexy MILF tigress with nice busty C-cups, awesome looking stripes going around her orange back, she was turning her head giving the readers a fierce gaze while looking at you with a sex hungry expression on her face. When my son noticed the pic he was blushing non-stop and so was I. It’s been almost 8 years since I’ve looked into the magazine, but I still remember her and she’s still making me hard. My son noticed my bulge coming out of my pants and I noticed the tip of his penis sticking out of his shorts. Again I had to think about this. I said I couldn’t have sex with him, but I didn’t say I couldn’t masturbate with him. I just had to hope that his mother would continue her shopping for as long as we needed her to. I asked him if he would like for me to teach him how he can make himself cum while looking at pictures. He nodded his head and I told him he needs to take his pants off too and I’ll take mine off. We set the magazine down and stripped ourselves, my son was admiring my cock. I winked at him and told him he’ll have this kind of cock soon. We put our focus back on the magazine, I told my son to close his eyes and I was going to make up a sexy story with him in it and I told him he can also try to tell a sexy story with me and the tigress. I told him in the picture that he just turned 18 and his girlfriend is ready to come into his room to surprise him. Well you were surprised, but that’s because she caught you masturbating. Rather than being annoyed at you like she usually is, she smirks and flicks her tongue at you, before going on the bed with you, giving you a kiss and wishing you a happy birthday. I didn’t really kiss my son like a grown up would, I just kissed his cheeks and had him picturing that the tigress was kissing his mouth deep in hers. I noticed his precum was starting to show, I knew I shouldn’t to it, but I told myself that he’s just pretending and I’m not going to fuck him. I gently stroke his cock as he pictures this is the tigress’s hand as she’s about to finish kissing him. I think my son was catching on to this, before I knew it he told me to close my eyes. He gave me a scene to imagine. He told me to imagine his mother and I were together sleeping in bed. She wakes up and notices my morning wood poking the sheets. She turns my face and licks my cheeks to wake me up while she removes the sheets and growls at the handsome wood standing up. I chuckled, he must have seen me with his mother before as that is what she usually does to me. I went along with this story and told him good morning and that my cock is itching today. I felt a deep moan. I open my eyes to see him touching my shaft. He looked at me wondering if this is okay. I just smiled and patted his head. I let my moans do all the taking for me. I knew I probably should have stopped right there, but I actually started to enjoy being with my son. We both felt naughty doing this, but he could tell I wanted him to keep going.
Hans: Where does it hurt, honey?
I gently took his hand and moved it to my tip. I kept moaning and I saw my son panting with a lustful expression on his face. I closed my eyes, feeling my son’s hand gripping the tip gently while petting my slit. I was pretending this is my wife’s tongue. We just looked at each other with a naughty smile and we started chuckling. I went back stroking my son.
Hans: Let me take care of you, honey.
We took another look at the picture before I continued with my story for Hans.
Christ: Mmmm… I understand why you need to masturbate, your hard to get girlfriend wouldn't suck your dick until you were old enough. I hope you were jerking off because you love me.
Hans (Blushing): *Giggling* Of course, dear. You’re looking sexy today.
With another gaze, we closed our eyes and started to actually deep kiss each other. I don’t if it’s because we’re getting into our daydream story or if this was making us hot for each other. For a first-time kiss, my son didn’t do too bad. I felt my cock getting hard with every flick from his thumb touching my tip.
Hans: Mmmm… *smooch* Do you like my tongue, honey? Do you like the way my mouth is going inside of you?
Christ: *smooch smooch* Of course, dear. You have an incredible mouth!
My hand was slipping down to Hans’ ass. My other hand was picking some speed up as my son was trying his best to continue. He could see my precum leaking onto his thumb.
Hans: *SSSNNNIIFFF* Mmmm… You smell good, dear.
Damn, my son doesn’t hold back. I couldn’t believe he was making ME want it too! I felt my thumb pressing his slit as my hand wrapped around his tip.
Christ: You’re going to cum for me, Hans? You’re going to cum for your sexy girlfriend? I’ve waited so long to finally make you cum with me. Do you love my hands?
He let out a very soft yes, it was so hot I had to close my eyes and just picture my wife deepthroating my cock with the way his hand was working my whole shaft. I felt his balls, even though he just came, he was ready to cum again. Again I should have stopped this, but I wanted to see my own son cum because of me! I stroked and wrapped his cock around, I fondled his balls and would sometimes firmly grope his ass. My son’s fingers were rubbing my slit, he could feel my precum leaking at this point, but we didn’t care, this was hot! Our breaths increased and our moans became louder as we just beat our cocks. I’m pretty sure we forgot about the tigress or our stories and just kept on jerking all the way up, down, and around until we shudder and let out a loud roar and we just squirted out cum out of our cocks! They were sent flying off onto the bed, but we just closed our eyes and just continued to jerk our cum out of our cocks! We felt time was stopping for us, we knew his mother could walk in at any minute to see us. Honestly, part of me was thinking it would be worth it to go to jail because this was such a unique experience for the both of us! I’m sure my son has never felt so good before and neither have I. Anything could have happened between us, but it was clear that we wanted to keep going to see what would have happened. But I knew after this, we had to stop right now just in case. After composing ourselves, we looked at each other, my son was blushing, I just smiled at him and kissed his head. I asked if he enjoyed himself, he said that was the most pleasant time he spended with me and he kissed my cheek. I told him we must keep this a secret not just from his mother but from anyone else. We must pretend that we’re a simple father and son for the rest of the world. He agreed and asked if I enjoyed myself. I told him the truth and said that it made the experiences special for the two of us. He must have felt proud because he hugged me tightly. I told him that this was a one and done thing, and he’s perfectly fine with that. He thanked me for teaching him how to masturbate while looking at pictures and I padded his back and just reminded him to make sure he asks for some privacy. We looked at the magazine, it was drenched on our cum. I just chuckled as Hans blushed. I told him I would need to clean it and I’ll give it back to him when his mother is asleep. I asked if he would like for me to clean him up. He nodded and we made sure to put on some fresh clothes when we got out of the shower before his mother came back. To this day we haven’t done anything close to what just took place. The closest thing we’ll do is sometimes he’ll ask if I would like to watch some dirty films with him, something I would say no, other times I would and we would just jerk off with our own hands and that’s it. Eventually he found himself a nice looking female wolf to which my wife and I get along with. They have a healthy relationship and my son still thanks me for being there and teaching him about sex. While I’m not saying use my example to teach your kids. Don’t just shun them or make them ashamed for being curious about it. Instead talk to your kids and teach them the differences between porn and real life, that way they have enough information that’ll help them be prepared for when they discover sex themselves.