Sibling Love

Story by ViraKitsune on SoFurry

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#1 of My written works

A story I made on request for SexySaphira on furaffinity!

First real nsfw content I've posted here, I hope it's well regarded, I did try and make it look nice~


"I'm home!" announced the fox in her silvery voice, padding in through the door. She of course shut it and locked it up tight. And even before she had the chance to turn around, she met the one warm embrace she could always expect when she got home.

"First day go alright, no setbacks?" He asked, remaining in that embrace for some time, enjoying the warmth of his sister, clinging to her like he might lose her again.

"Yes my silly Kaze, everything went fine, I'm not going to fail on the first day. Nor am I going to disappear, you can relax now." She responded with an added bit of pseudo strain, as well as a gag as she patted his back, giggling soon afterward.

He cracked a smile, baring a few of his teeth in that confident smirk he always wore. He loosened his horrifying death grip from his sister at her behest. He had this curious look in his eyes though. "I'd think you're about ready to relax huh? I'll order take out, pay for it too."

"That's sweet of you bro. I'll just get the same thing you do, save half of it for tomorrow, helps to think of you." she smiled, pecking her brother on the cheek and making to her room to get out of those stuffy work clothes.

--one evening later--

Things had... well, escalated a bit more than either had intended it to... but they weren't complaining. It's a new thing, to find each other locking maws with your own sibling. They blushed deep crimson, but they couldn't pull away.

"So... I don't want to... stop..." his sister admitted, caressing over her brother's front under that shirt. She ran her claws through that fur, as he gazed into her eyes with an equal look of uncertainty. But her brother didn't need the words to continue. He took the initiative and tugged on her top. And she accepted, her sleek form and shiny fur soon bare to him as his hands worked on that bra, undoing it with a smile. "Neither do I."

Things escalated from there, and fast. A pressure cooker of passion built up over the years they had been there for each other. Sheer want and fantasies that they had rejected for so long, the rest of the clothes scattered in an instant. The two heated foxes grinded against each other and letting moans of pleasure echo out into the room.

And with such heated grinding, even with the barrier of a simple set of panties blocking the way, there was nothing to stop what came next. Her brother's thick, throbbing vulpine rod slipping right past them and into her virgin vixenhood, to a cry of ecstasy on both accounts. "More... harder... fuck me brother!" She demanded, melting underneath her older sibling as she would not do without more of this.

He gave a primal growl, lifting her legs high and stripping those panties, much to her delight. Soon the scent of two rutting foxes filled the room, cries of pleasure penetrating the walls. Their act of carnal desire was wrong, but they didn't care anymore. His hefty sack was slamming against her with wet slaps, her honey staining the couch cushions. Their primal lust exuding from them in so many ways, their maws locking together one more time as he hammered into her. That knot pushed and played with those folds, eventually spreading them wide open to her gasp, both cumming in a glorious moment. Howling into each other's maws as he unloaded thick rope after rope into his sister.

They gazed into each other's eyes in silence... but her brother's eyes again wanted more. She could see that now, gasping in surprise as he forced her wide again, knot popping out as he took aim over her chest. "Mine..." he growled, an amber stream, thick and heady washing over her front, staining into her fur. She shivered and took her claiming, the arching golden fluid even tilting upwards. She lapped at it greedily, her brother soon finishing.

--One shower later--

And at the end of the night, they found themselves holding onto each other, passing into a peaceful rest. They knew right where they wanted to be... and they were already there.