First Resort



“Which one would you fuck?” Derra asked, her outstretched paw pointing toward the ocean.

Randy looked up from his eReader. Standing several yards away ankle deep in the ocean water were three females, a zebra, red fox, and border collie, all clad in skimpy bikinis. The three girls casually strolled down the beach, the three of them holding some fruity drink in their paws, chatting and laughing the sunny day away.

“Uhh, I guess the fox,” Randy said to his sister. The two of them were laying on beach chairs under the shade of an umbrella, but Derra had kept her sunglasses on. She lowered her glasses, her green eyes peaking over the rims.

“She looks like a bitch,” Derra said. “Zebra looks like a bitch too, and the border collie—well, I guess she is a bitch.”

“Yeah, you’re right. They could learn a thing or two from you about manners.” Randy turned back to his eReader where he was re-reading the novel his literature class gave him for summer homework. He was sitting on the left side of his sister and could see she was turning her head to watch the three girls walk away. With her looking away Randy managed a peak at his sister’s body. Being they were related, fraternal twins actually, they were the same species: ferrets. The two of them had very similar body types, Derra’s being of course more feminine and his masculine. They both were somewhat lanky and, though not super fit, reasonably athletic.

Randy allowed himself just a couple seconds of leering over at his sister (he even counted to three in his head). Her boobs he knew were a cup size B. She also had a bikini on, a red and yellow stripped one that wasn’t quite as skimpy as those other girls, but just revealing enough. Like him, a band of dark brown fur ran across her chest, as well as their arms and legs. Their torso was a light brown-tan, almost the color of the sand their chairs were sitting on.

Randy had finished his chapter when Derra got up and walked back toward the drink hut. The male ferret sat under the umbrella and scanned the beach, looking for his parents. Finally he saw his mom and dad way out amongst the ocean waves floating together in a pair of tacky tire tubes. A few minutes later his sister returned, a glass in hand topped with a slice of pineapple.

“What’s that?”

“Piña colada.” She set the glass in the sand and was sprawling her beach towel out on the ground in front of the umbrella, out of the shade.

“With vodka?”

“They don’t put vodka into piña coladas, retard. It’s rum.” She settled on her towel and put two ear buds in her triangular ears. She laid belly-down, perpendicular to her brother. Though she initially groaned about taking a trip to Bala Bala with her family, Randy knew she was excited at least about a couple things. Leaving the country meant a lower drinking age, and though they were both only 17, on these islands it wasn’t hard to procure some kind of booze from local establishments.

Randy tried to read another couple pages of the novel, but his eyes kept drifting up from the eReader to the backside of his prone sister. Her little tail resting on her bikini, right on top of her firm butt, and oh God she just undid the back strap of her top... wait, why? It’s not like they can tan their fur or anything.

At any rate, he knew he wasn’t going to get any more work done with his almost-naked twin right in front of him, so Randy decided to take a dip in the ocean. The waters around Bala Bala were crystal-clear, but if the ferret accidentally popped a boner while swimming it at least wouldn’t be out in the open for everyone to see.

The ferret family spent the entire afternoon and evening on that touristy beach, which earlier in the day was packed with foreigners, but as the temperature and sun dropped so the did the number of people. The four of them ate dinner on a restaurant near the beach, specializing in “local and authentic” seafood and drinks. Derra always held her booze well, but Randy knew his sister well enough to tell that evening she was feeling decently loose and buzzed. Meanwhile their mother, for the second day in a row since they got to Bala Bala, was positively drunk.

“I bet your boyfriend is jealous to see your profile pic!” their mother said, talking far too loud.

“Mom, I told you, Jason isn’t my boyfriend anymore.”

“Good, dude was a douche,” Randy muttered. Their father, who most the time was quite a serious ferret, still cracked a smile from that comment.

After finishing dinner their father drove them back to the resort. Their dad rented a car, but as Derra had upsettingly pointed out several times, they rented an old ugly SUV and not a convertible. The two kids sat in the very back row, while their inebriated mom and DD Dad chatted in the front seat about how beautiful and “cultural” the island has been so far. Randy was staring out the window and Derra had fallen asleep, her head resting against the car wall.

Since before dinner Derra had put on a maroon blouse and pair of short jeans. Apparently fully passed out, her body was relaxed and moving along to the motions of the car as it bounced along the unkept road. Her legs were spread open, and Randy moved his right leg until it was just barely touching her left, his knee grazing her fur. It was dark in the car, and the middle seat situated between the front and back row mean their parents couldn’t see anything.

Randy ever so carefully placed his right paw on top of her leg. Save for the rising and falling of her chest she didn’t move. He continued, moving his paw both farther inward and up the leg. When he reached the inner thigh she stirred, but still did not open her eyes. He lightly squeezed her bare fur, then finally placed his hand directly on the shorts’ crotch. He rubbed at the top of the jeans, his eyes bouncing back between her face, groin, and the front of the car, where his parents were still chatting away. He then pushed his middle finger at the closed fly, knowing that under the denim was only a thin bikini that separated his paw from the flesh underneath. With her brother’s hand grasped at her soft groin, Derra made a small noise of pleasure, only audible to Randy. Randy decided not to push it any further (both the situation and his hand) and brought his paw off his sibling, leaving her dozing peacefully.

It was only a couple more minutes before they were back in the resort parking lot. Randy said, “Sis, wake up, we’re here,” and after parking they made their way up to their rooms. Their parents had a room together, and right across the hall Randy and Derra shared a room. It wasn’t a fancy resort, but it was their first family trip out of the country, which the parents kept using as ammunition against their kids’ whining. When Randy was told he was going to have to share a hotel room alone with his sister for almost a week, he did his best to conceal his excitement as disappointment. He knew that no two siblings should be happy about sharing anything, and faked disgust at having to sleep so close to his sister during their first overseas vacation.

When they got back to their rooms, their parents told the twins they were going to go to the casino for a couple hours. Their father asked them what they were thinking about doing that night, and before Randy could say anything Derra replied with, “Oh, probably just stay in and watch a movie. I’m pretty tired.” Randy agreed, and within minutes their parents were on their way out to go gamble. The boy ferret shut the door and sat on the bed, turning on the TV. Derra went into the small bathroom and he heard his sister turn on the shower. For the next 20 minutes or so Randy flicked through the TV stations, not able to find a single channel speaking a language he understood. He was on his queen bed, fully leaning back with his knees bent over the edge, some B-quality Bala Balan soap opera on.

The bathroom door opened and wisps of steam poured out. Out of the damp bathroom stepped Derra, completely naked, every inch of her damp fur visible to Randy. The brother’s heart leapt in his chest when he saw her unabashedly nude body. With not even a towel on, Derra walked into the bedroom as if Randy wasn’t there. Randy was speechless with his eyes fixed on his sister, blood pumping into his member with each heavy heartbeat. She bent over and starting rummaging through a suitcase at the base of her queen bed, her ass and tail dangling in his direction. Her light tan fuzzy butt attracted his eyes like a magnet, and right under between her legs he could see her tight pink vaginal lips, still wet and seemingly glistening. 

It was torture.

He stood up like he was spring-loaded, almost sending the remote control on his chest flying into the TV. “You’ve been teasing me all day, you know that sis?” he said.

“Huh?” is all she said, not even bothering to look up from her suitcase. He strutted across the room, up right behind her. Through his shorts he was sporting an erection that could be spotted a mile away. He brought both his hands right up underneath her crotched body and grabbed two pawfuls of her jiggling ass. He gave a hard squeeze to her soft-furred, firm-muscled booty, which elicited a small squeak from Derra.

She spun around to her brother, her initial expression of anger and surprise immediately fading to a sensual smile. “Awww, is my little brother horny?”

All Randy did was point down at his erection. Just two minutes and I’m the little sibling, he thought bitterly for the millionth time.

Derra was rubbing her bare tan-colored belly, running her fingers through her body fur. “Hmmff. Just go sit down while I think about what to do with you,” she said.

Randy obliged and went back to his bed where he was sitting before. Derra walked in front of her brother, the TV chattering behind her in some staccato foreign language. She was facing him and stroking her chest, rubbing her hands around her tits, fingering her nipples. Her boobs were by no means large, but Randy didn’t care. Derra worked incredibly well with what she had, and he fully believed that what she had was amazing.

That thought was just running through his head when Derra said, “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

Randy grinned. Maybe what they said about twins having a mental connection was true. “I think your boobs are freaking awesome.”

Her eyes lit up. Like so many other girls he knew, Derra could be insecure about her body sometimes because it didn’t perfectly match the media’s unrealistic standards. But comments like that always made Derra feel good, which deep down also made him feel good—and not to mention Randy’s compliments always put his twin sister in the mood.

Randy started to kneed his rock hard cock through the top of his pants, focusing his thumb and forefinger on the sensitive place right below the head. “I wanna feel my dick between your tits,” he said.

“Alright, jeez, you pervert,” she said with a hint of sarcasm.

Randy unbuttoned and zipped down his pants, dropping them to the floor around his ankles. After pulling his tail out of the hole in the back, he then did the same with his underwear, shoving them to the floor as well. He was bottomless, wearing nothing but a green t-shirt, his butt-naked sister standing in front of him.

She dropped to her knees and put her paws on her chest as if to rest them on top of her breasts. She stared at Randy’s hard 6-inch penis, twitching in front of her pink nose, and bit her lower lip.

“No matter how many times you see it, it always makes your mouth water,” Randy said.

Derra placed her brother’s cock in the middle of her curvy chest, and pushed her boobs together. Though only medium-sized, they were soft and pillowy enough sandwich his dick in between. The sudden contact of his throbbing cock and his twin’s bare breasts caused him to gasp.

“And I’ve done this a million times...” She continued working his pink cock between her tits, bobbing her chest up and down. Occasionally she tilted her head down and lapped her tongue at his cock head, just making contact with the tip of his dick. Derra squeezed her boobs along the sides of her brother’s shaft, her chest fur bristling and causing every nerve in his member to fire. A small bead of precum formed on his penis hole, which she eagerly lapped up while looking up into her sibling’s eyes.

“...And it always makes you drool.”

“Whew, uh, oh shit,” Randy mumbled, his body trembling in ecstasy.

Derra placed the tip of his dick on her left nipple and ran it around her dark red areola. Sometime over the years both of them had agreed that this is by far their favorite foreplay activity. Derra loved feeling his warm cock on her erect, sensitive nipples, and Randy of course loved any attention his sister paid to his dick. After switching between her tits a couple times, leaving a shiny circle of precum around her nipples, she smiled and looked seductively up at Randy. His emerald eyes half-closed in pleasure, he looked down into her own green eyes.

Seeing his sensitive dick being pressed up against his sister’s warm breast, he felt a wave of blood flow through his face. After countless hundreds of times, he no longer blushed because of what they were doing was taboo or weird, that both of their lives would be filled with shame if they were caught. Now he blushed when they had sex because of how absolutely horny he was feeling, how much he wanted his sister’s body, and how much he knew she wanted his. He needed to taste his sister. Now.

Randy leaned down, mouth partly open. Instantly Derra went up and pressed her lips to his. They brushed their tongues on one another’s, slowly twirling them between their open lips. Randy still tasted a hint of a fruity alcoholic drink in his twin’s maw. The male ferret put his paw behind Derra’s head to bring her in closer, pushing his tongue into his sister’s muzzle for a brief exploration. After feeling fully intoxicated by his sister’s mouth, the taste and feel of her muzzle that he’s gotten to know so well, Randy pulled back and patted his paw on the mattress.

“Get up on the bed, sis.”

She let out a wry smile, and using her hands and knees Derra climbed on the bed. Randy stood up to get a better view of his sister’s round ass. She was waving her butt and tail in the air, looking backwards at Randy with a little smile still on her face. Standing inches away, Randy stared at her pink pussy, the folds inside the vaginal lips wet, her little tail swinging in front of her tan ass.

He dropped to his knees to the floor at the foot of the bed, her bottom filling his entire vision. He leaned his face into her behind, his nostrils filled with the scent of her aroused genitals still fresh from a shower. He put his muzzle into her pussy and proceeded to eat her out. Shallow at first, he ran his tongue up and down her vulva, just lapping up the pussy juices on the outside.

“Mmmm... fuck yeah, Randy.”

Randy’s rock-hard dick twitched. He loved it when his sister said his name during sex. He couldn’t remember ever directly telling her that, but she had to have known it by this point. They knew each other all-too well.

He lapped his tongue around her pussy, going in clockwise and counter-clockwise circles, sometimes making shapes or letters with his tongue. With his nose pressed at her tail hole and his eyes staring right into her cheeks, he went in deeper, prodding his tongue inside, soaking up the flavor that he had gotten so accustomed to over the years. He smacked wet his lips on the outside of her slit, his tongue helping to loosen and his spit lubricating her pussy. Whenever he brushed his tongue against her sensitive clit her entire body involuntarily jolted, and with a shiver down her spine Derra mumbled a couple more curse words.

When he pulled his tongue out Derra sighed, evidently sad that Randy didn’t finish eating her out. The male ferret licked his lips, getting the last of his sister’s taste (the best he could describe the flavor was like a slightly salty lemon and ginger tea), and rose to his feet. With his right paw guiding it he put his dick to the edge of her vagina. For the past few minutes it had been painfully throbbing from the lack of attention. He sunk the head of his dick in her pussy, just past her lips, evoking a groan from his sibling and sending a electric shiver down his own privates. But even in his pleasure a thought hit him, and he stopped.

“Uhh...”

“Come on... don’t tease me.”

“You’re on the pill, right?” He had gotten so used to his sister being on birth control Randy didn’t even bother carrying condoms anymore, but if he wondered if on their vacation she might had forgotten.

“Yeah, of course. Just fuck me already.”

Randy grinned. He ran the head of his dick up and down her slit, from the edge of her taint, all the way to her clit.

“Tell me you need my dick,” he said. From this view her couldn’t clearly see his sister’s face. All he could see was her sexy, slender back, tan-colored but with a band of brown running across.

“Saaaay iiiitt...” He brushed aside her tail to get a better view of her backside, and gave her wet pussy a little slap with his dick.

“Goddammit, Randy. Either put it in or I’ll go in the bathroom and masturbate.”

“Um, sorry.”

Randy obediently slipped his dick into her pussy. As it plunged farther into her insides, wet from both her juices and his saliva, they both groaned. Randy slowly pushed his hips in until his cock was all the way in to the base. Randy always liked to go slow at first so he could enjoy every tight inch of his sister’s pussy, but he could think of more than once when Derra impatiently demanded he picked up the speed.

After slowly pumping in and out a couple times, his sister’s vagina easily taking his cock balls deep, Randy started picking up momentum. Her slippery insides felt wonderful alongside his sensitive dick, so tight and warm, and the male ferret had a goofy grin plastered on his face. With his paws gripping her hips for leverage, their grunts grew in intensity and volume. Sweat dripped down Randy’s face, dark wet spots building on his green t-shirt. Derra was obviously enjoying it immensely, her entire body rocking on the bed to her brother’s penetrations, her perky tits swinging below and flinging sweat onto the sheets with every thrust.

“Fuck... harder,” Derra said. Randy moved his left paw to grab her tail, and he picked up the speed. His shaft, fully lubed by her pussy juices, made a schlick sound with every penetration. His furry brown balls slapped against the female ferret, the testicles inside the sack slowly moving, getting ready to shoot their seed. Anyone who happened to be walking by in the hallway would most likely have heard all these obvious sex noises, but neither of the twins cared. Too busy enjoying themselves and each others’ bodies, any worry of what was happening outside their hotel room vanished.

The boy ferret knew he was approaching the edge, a pressure little by little building in his loins and an orgasm in his brain. Derra likewise was in a state of utter ecstasy, breathing heavily, her toes curling up every time he plunged his cock inside of her. All these were signs, Randy knew, that he was successfully bringing his twin to orgasm. He felt so accomplished, almost proud every time he did make his sister cum. Her tight pussy was beginning to clench even tighter around his dick, and he knew she was almost there as well.

Though he had a great view of his sister’s amazing ass, tail and back, he didn’t want to finish like this. He pulled out, his dick glistening with her juices. Like she read his mind Derra flipped over on her back, her sweaty front body all for Randy to see and play with. While Derra preferred sex doggy style, Randy liked to finish missionary so he could look at his sister’s face when he came.

He looked down at her body, her perky boobs, her rounded hips, her perfectly tight pussy. He slipped himself back inside her, and for some reason the image of a key being inserted into a lock entered his mind. A key that only has one lock in the entire world that it can be used with, a lock that it was specially made for. In this new position both of them grunted loudly, Derra’s body tensing, her feet and toes tightly curled. Randy put one arm on each side of his sister and hovered over her, his hips nearly slamming into hers—just how Derra liked it.

“I’m so close Randy,” she muttered.

Oh God, she said it again, Randy thought.

“Me-me too, sis...”

A couple last thrusts, and Randy brought his body right on his sister’s, pressing his sweat-soaked t-shirt on her wet body fur. The orgasm exploded inside him, and through his cracked eyes in the paramount of his ecstasy all he saw was his sister’s face in a similar state of pure pleasure. A couple bursts of cum filled her pussy, shooting far into her insides. Randy leaned backwards and moved his hips back, pulling his dick out. He gripped his viscous dick and jerked away with his right paw, his mouth open in the shape of an “O”.

Strings of cum came firing out of his cock, some shots even powerful enough to reach Derra’s boobs, her neck, one even landing on her lips. Randy’s cum landed on her tan and brown fur with a plap, plap. Derra, panting, licked her brother’s cum from her lips, and watched in enjoyment as Randy continued to spill his seed on her body. Randy was milking it for all his balls had, the last couple strokes of his cock getting the final drops of cum out of his loins. Semen dripped from his cock onto his sister’s red and open pussy, already with a couple streams of his jizz leaking out.

Both of their orgasms had started to subside, but the air was thick with the sound of their breathing and the scent of their body fluids. Randy laid his body back on hers, not caring that he was getting his own cum onto his shirt and fur. He leaned in to kiss again, also not caring that she had just eaten a shot or two of his jizz. They made out passionately, their hot breath filling one another, their tongues prodding into each other’s muzzles. They rolled around on the hotel bed, mouths locked, cum and sweat getting on Randy’s sheets. Cuddling in the afterglow, they both cared about absolutely nothing else in the world.

After a minute of kissing his sister’s neck, Randy leaned out and put a paw to Derra’s cheek. Their sex had been so rough, passionate, amazing. Usually back at home whenever they had sex they had to make it quick for fear of being caught. But this hotel room was their shared sanctum, this family vacation an excuse to get closer with one another. For several seconds in complete silence the twins’ green eyes were locked together.

“I love you,” Randy finally said.

There was a second of hesitation from Derra. Her eyes darted around Randy’s face, just inches from her own. “Me too,” she replied after a few seconds.

After their cuddling, Derra got up out of bed and walked into the bathroom. For a minute or so the shower ran again, followed by several minutes of silences. Meanwhile Randy, still laying on the bed wet and dank from their sex, grabbed the remote and flicked through the movie options. He found one that they hadn’t seen yet, Mr. Nice Horse, a dark comedy about an alcoholic equine that after his brother dies has to take care of his three children. He had heard good things about it, so he bought it and got it ready on the TV when his sister walked out.

What he had hoped was that she would walk of the bathroom out naked again, that they lay together in Randy’s bed and watch the movie, that they would have sex one or two more times throughout the night and he would fall asleep in her arms. He wanted to use this holiday to get familiar with every inch of his sister, to learn how to please her in every way. He wanted all this, and more.

But instead she walked out of the bathroom with a small red skirt and black shirt on. Barefoot, she walked across the carpet to her suitcase where her heeled shoes were lying. She sat on her hotel bed and started putting her heels on when Randy asked, “Are you going out?”

“Yeah, just in the resort. I’m gonna go find a bar and have a couple drinks.”

Randy didn’t like the idea of his sister going out alone, but knowing how stubborn she was, when she made up her mind there was nothing he could say to stop her. “How long are you gonna be gone?”

“Like an hour maybe.”

“What if mom and dad see you?”

“I’ll steer clear of the casino.”

“Are you sure you don’t wanna stay in and watch a movie? I just purchased Mr. Nice Horse.”

“We’re in Bala Bala for a week and you want to spend your time watching movies?” She had finished putting on her shoes and looked at Randy with a smile. “If you wanna fuck in the morning we can.”

Randy smiled back. “Hey sis. Be safe.” He paused. “I love you,” he said again. He had been saying it more and more recently after they had sex, but at that moment Randy couldn’t think of what prompted him to say it twice that nice.

Derra froze for a split second, then walked over to Randy and stood by the side of his bed. A second of looking down at him, then she bent over and gave her twin ferret a peck on his lips. “Love you too.” With that she turned to walk out the door, leaving her brother alone in their first shared hotel room.