One Step Ahead

Story by Jeeves on SoFurry

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A pair of step-siblings share a secretive encounter as they await the end of the summer holidays and the return to their unabashedly passionate, free spirited life together. <3


This vignette was written for Ebni as their patreon flash fiction reward for October 2018. It contains M/F sex between consenting adults, and pseudo-incestuous content. ^^

One Step Ahead

If Elena had been at college, she probably would have been out with friends tonight. Laughing, dancing, drinking, hopefully flirting with someone cute; almost all things that her father and step-mother would have been very, very disappointed in her for doing. Unfortunately it was the summer break, and thus at 1AM Elena found herself lying awake in a bedroom that was a few years out of date in terms of its decoration, still adorned with what her seventeen year old self had liked in terms of posters and decor, and wishing the remaining two weeks until the new term began would hurry up and pass. Once the summer was over she could get out from under the strict thumb of her parents once more, and let her nineteen year old self flourish in complete and total freedom as she had for the entirety of the last year.

Of course, Elena knew that her parents weren't evil, they were just products of how they themselves had been raised. Worried about the world around them, and determined to keep their children safe from it until they had absolutely no say in the matter. It was true for her, and it was true for her step-brother too. She wondered if he was awake right now, counting down the days just as she was. Letting the seconds tick by until they could return to the rented apartment they'd shared together for the last year, each assuring their parents that they would keep an eye on the other and ensure that they did nothing too dangerous or in any way inappropriate for a good, well behaved child.

Elena rolled her eyes at the very thought, and she giggled as she recalled the day after their parents had dropped them off. The day they'd spent chilling out together in the freedom of their own space, wearing nothing but their underwear, eating take-away pizza for three meals a day, belching, playing video games, and in the evening after Richie had gone to take a walk and returned with a wide eyed grin of triumph spread across his face, smoked their first ever joints. From that day and throughout the whole of the year they had covered for one another. They had assured their parents they were being good, studious children... and indeed they were being good and studious. Their grades never wavered and they never missed a single deadline for a paper or project. They worked hard and put the time in to ensure they'd come out of their courses with a solid degree. But, not perhaps for the reasons their parents hoped.

They weren't children any more, after all, no matter what their family thought. They wanted to ensure that when college was done they could find jobs and homes far, far away from the influence of their family and the expectations of behaviour from the small town where they'd grown up. They wanted to be free to live their lives as they wanted, by their own rules and with their own morality to guide them. And all they had to do was make it through a few more summers, a few more collective months of living together under the same roof as their parents and all the weight of their rules and restrictions, until they could be free for the rest of their lives.

Though, truth be told... even this summer hadn't been all that bad, not nearly as frustrating and mind-numbingly dull as Elena had feared. After all, she might not have been allowed out at nights or had anywhere to go even if she had been, but thanks to certain developments over the past year at college, she didn't need to go out to have fun. All she needed to do was to wait until her father and step-mother were out, or until it was so late that they were surely tucked up in bed with the doors and windows of the house locked and the key resting upon their bedside table, and pay a visit to the one person in all the world who understood her desire, her need for freedom, and the unabashed joy which came from subverting their parents' restrictive wishes right under their noses.

Almost without realising what she was doing, Elena slipped out of bed and padded in her plaid pyjamas to the door which connected to the en-suite bathroom that she and her step-brother shared. She pulled it open, and...

Her eyes widened, and her cheeks flushed crimson with joy. Standing there, half way through his own door already, was Richie. Her best friend, her brother since his mother and her father had gotten married when they were fourteen, and over the last year... something more than any of that, too.

The vixen's cheeks flushed, and she whispered to the tiger playfully.

"Do you need the bathroom, or... were you coming to see me?"

Richie grinned.

"I think you know the answer."

Elena giggled, shrugged, and turned on the spot.

"Oh well, guess I'll leave you to it then. Happy pooping."

A louder burst of laughter would have escaped her as the tiger lunged forward and grabbed her with one arm around the waist from behind, had her step-brother's other arm not encircled her muzzle at the same time. He guided her forward with his arms still wrapped around her, back into the vixen's bedroom and over to her bed. Only as they tumbled onto the soft tangle of her sheets together did he release her, and even then just long enough for Elena to roll over and wrap her arms and legs around him in return. Their muzzles met, their bodies entwined, and as Elena felt her brother's hands reaching down for the waistline of her pyjama bottoms, she hurried to do the same to his own, already tented boxer shorts.

"Just two weeks left..."

Richie growled as he kissed his step-sister tenderly on the lips while they freed one another's lower bodies from their clothes and hurriedly drew themselves together once more. He shuddered as he felt warmth against the tip of his cock, wetness too, and the tiger pressed his lips to the vixen's again in a deep kiss both to show her how much he wanted this, and to muffle her inevitable whimpers as he pressed his cock into her with the closed but lock-free bedroom door resting just metres away, and their parents own bedroom door just a single hallway away beyond it.

"...just two weeks, El. Then... everything. A social life. Whatever food we want. No church on Sundays. No rules about what we have to wear to look 'nice' in case we have company over..."

Elena whined and shivered as her step-brother peppered her with kisses between each delightfully recollection of what they were missing out on here, and what would await them when they returned to college together. She nodded, kissed him back, and added one all important suggestion to Richie's list as she revelled in the sensation of the tiger's cock filling her and throbbing so hot, so comfortingly within her.

"No having to wait until late at night to have my brother come fuck me. No having to sleep alone even after he creeps into my room and fucks me. No having to hold back my screams as he makes me cum. No having to hide almost everything about who I am, and... who I love."

Richie kissed her again, and again, and as he nibbled tenderly at the nape of his step-sister's throat, he began to rock his hips back and forth. To fuck Elena, just as he had been for the majority of the past year.

"You aren't hiding anything, El. I see you. I'm here, and... I know the truth. We know each other's truths, all of them, no matter what mom and dad say or think."

He nuzzled against his sister's soft cheeks as he reassured her with gentle whispers, and beamed as she whimpered softly in response, beginning to lick his face in intimate, unabashed adoration.

"You see me."

Elena moaned breathlessly in joy to her brother, wishing she could beg for him to fuck her harder but knowing that if he did so, she wouldn't be able to keep quiet. Hell, neither of them would.

"You see me. Everything I am. Everything I want. The truth inside me. You see it, y-you know it all..."

The tiger grinned, and growled to Elena in a deep, passionate murmur.

"And I love it. I love you for it."

Eyes bulging, the vixen craned her neck up and kissed her step-brother fiercely in a strained attempt to hold back another cry. Eventually she fell back to the bedding, breathless and quaking beneath Richie's every thrust.

"Dammit, Richie... stop saying things that make me want to scream."

Richie kissed Elena gently on the tip of the nose, and winked as he began to thrust a little harder into her, a little faster too.

"Never."

He teased tenderly, though he did indeed refrain from touching on any other phrases or sentiments that he knew would really get under Elena's skin. Or rather, he restrained himself after making one last comment, during which he pulled one of Elena's pillows down between them, and offered it to his step-sister as he leaned down and began to murmur tenderly in her ear while his thrusts picked up pace to far more potent extremes.

"But, if it helps... I can hold off for maybe another couple of weeks. So long as after that, when we're back in our apartment... you let me spend a whole night doing nothing but making you scream."

The tiger growled happily as no sooner had he stopped whispering to his step-sister, she clasped tightly at the pillow and let loose a wailing, albeit heavily muffled howl into its interior. Her pussy spasmed, her whole body shook upon the bed, and without the slightest attempt to hold herself back Elena began to cum around her brother's cock. Squeezing him, milking him hungrily with her depths until he too buried his face in the pillow lodged between them, snarled in ecstasy of his very own, and joined Elena in the final moments of her rapture.

"Just two more weeks..."

He gasped to his step-sister as he flooded her pussy with streaks of his cum, a feeling that was all too familiar to both of them, yet which never lost its thrill no matter how often, when, or where it overcame them.

"Two weeks until we're free again. And... oh, Elena, two weeks until I can stop pretending to just be your step-brother, and be who I really am. The man who loves you, with... ah, with all his heart."

By Jeeves

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