Over the Rainbow; The other half of the first time
All characters copy write to me, Janus wolff
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Over the Rainbow: The other half of the first time
Lampton highschool. Every town has one. I'm sure that some have two. Maybe not under the same name, but with the same soul, the same spirit. I'm sure a lot of you guys attended a highschool similar, am I right?
Its the kind of place where rumors and drama abound. The teachers and the administration, they're hypocrites who don't 'practice what they preach', as many people might say. There's always someone in power who everybody hates. They might be the principal, or a vice principal, but its all the same. And hell, the superintendent is pretty much an invisible super-being. You might hear that he is coming one day or another for a 'visit' or 'inspection', but you never actually catch a glimpse of him, do you?
Well, unfortunately, it is here that our story picks up once more. I don't like it any more then you do, and frankly I cant wait to get out of this place, just like I couldn't wait when I actually attended it myself. However, we must start someplace and that someplace is here. I'll try to make it fast.
In two separate rooms, on opposite sides of the school, the same story was being told to two different people. These two people had the same exact reaction;
"You guys did what now?"
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"Not so loud!" Ryver hissed, elbowing her best friend Cassia in the ribs. Being an American alligator, her ribs were nice and protected by a thick layer of strong, scaly hide. She didn't feel the blow but she quieted down anyway, though she still stared at her friend with her long reptilian mouth hanging open is disbelief. Ryver sighed.
"And close your muzzle, your going to catch flies." Cassia shut her mouth with an audible snap of locking jaws which made their Match teacher, Mr. Kats, jump.
"Cassia! Dear, please. If you wont do me the courtesy of paying attention to me, at least do so quietly so you wont distract the other students?"
"Sooray Mr. Kats," she mumbled, still wracked with shock. When the attention of the class turned back to the front board, she looked back at Ryver.
"But honestly Ryv," she hissed under her breath. " He's ya brotha!" Ryver frowned and crossed her arms, glaring at Cassia indignantly.
"So what?" she hissed back. "Its not like we had sex or anything, and we certainly don't plan on it anyways." Cassia snorted.
"Maybeh Ya'll aint be plannin' on it, but I betcha he's been a-thinkin' about it," Ryver raised an eyebrow.
"And whys that?" she asked suspiciously. Cassia shook her head.
"Oh Ryv, ya'll are so naïve," she said sadly. "everybody knows it! Brotha or no, ya'll gave the boy a blow job, honey! Now that he can see ya'll like that, its all he's gonna be thinkin' about! And everybody knows, the next step from blow job is sex." Ryver snorted.
"Yeah, well not Rho. I know him better then that. And besides, even if he was thinking about it nonstop, nothing would come of it. We're are most certainly not having sex." Cassia cocked her head to the side.
"And why not?" she asked. Ryver stared at her, mouth gaping open.
"Cassia!" she hissed. The alligator shrugged.
"What? All's I'm sayin' is that there twin o' yer's is hot stuff. I'd bang that there wolfy ina heart beat." Ryver blushed hot under her fur. She elbowed her friend again, harder this time.
"Shut up!" she hissed through her clenched teeth.
"Ryver!" Mr. Kats snapped, turning around once more. "I suppose you and miss Cassia there don't have anything important that I'm keeping you from? Maybe I can stop class for a moment while you discuss it?" Ryver felt the heat rising more beneath her fur.
"Um, no Mr. Kats, we're fine." she mumbled, embarrassed.
"Good. Now I expect no more interruptions from the two of you." he said, before turning back to the board once more.
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"Dude, you seriously banged your sister?" Danube laughed. After the initial shock of the news, the young egyptian cat found the idea hilarious. Rhode glared at him.
"I did not 'bang' her," he snarled under his breath. The two boys were in gym class, jogging around the outdoor track. It was nice and warm out these days, so gym class was generally held outside. Danube laughed.
"Really? Then what do you call it then? loooove making?" the cat snickered.
"Fuck you," Rhode barked angrily. " We didn't do anything like that!" Danube raised an eyebrow skeptically.
"Your trying to tell me, your sister locked the two of you in your room, made out with you, took off her shirt, sucked your cock, and you didn't have sex in the end?" Rhode looked down at his feet as he jogged, suddenly feeling very awkward.
"Er, thats right," he muttered. The sleek egyptian cat whistled.
"Wow, good on ya man," he said, patting his friend on the back. "Not many guys would have the strength to resist something like that." Rhode looked up at him, confused.
"Wait, you don't think I was being stupid? Your not making fun of me?" Danube laughed.
"Making fun of you? Hell no! Dude, I'm proud of you! Your twin sister came into your room, showed you her tits, sucked you off, and you had the good grace and presence of mind to say no to sex in the end? Thats something to take note of."
"Well, its not like it was offered, and after she was done our mom called us down stairs." Rhode confessed sheepishly. Danube shot him a look.
"Well, thats slightly less impressive." he admitted after a moment's thought. "But, you didn't think about having sex with her after the fact, did you?" Rhode thought about it.
"No, I don't think I did. Mostly I just thought about how much I loved my sister."
"Ah ha!" Danube said dramatically, pointing at him. "And thus you have been redeemed my friend!" Rhode chuckled under his breath.
"Dude, your nuts," he said, smiling. Danube shrugged casually.
"Noted and accepted, my friend. Noted and accepted. So," Danube turned to look at him again as they rounded the bend in the track.
"Are you going to have sex with her then?" Rhode raised his eyebrows.
"Now wait a minute, I thought it was a good thing that I didn't have sex with her."
"It was," Danube answered. "and your reaction means you passed the next test. You didn't see my comment as approval of the situation, but as an oddity, and treated it as such. Good work." Rhode nodded, though he was still confused.
"Though in all seriousness, go for it, your sister's fucking hot." he said suddenly.
"Wait, really?" Rhode asked in surprise. Danube sighed and shook his head sadly.
"And now your a failure,"
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The bus missed their stop on the way home that day, mostly because Ryver and Rhode were the only two who got off there. It drove straight past and by the time the wolf twins realized what had happened it was too late for them to say anything. So they just road it out until the next stop in the line. Unfortunately, that stop was six blocks from their house, so once off the bus they had quite a walk ahead of them.
"So, you told Danube then?" Ryver asked suddenly, breaking the silence that held the two of them. Rhode hesitated, startled by the question, and bit his lip.
"Er, not if I wasn't supposed to I didn't," he said slowly. Ryver chuckled and punched him gently in the shoulder.
"So what did cat boy say?" she asked. Rhode rubbed his arm, still sore from the last time she had hit him, and shrugged.
"He congratulated me on not sleeping with you." Ryver raised an eyebrow.
"Oh really now?"
"Yup," Rhode answered. "Then he continued to 'test my resolve', as he called it. Ended up tricking me into saying I wanted to sleep with you." Ryver's breath caught and she felt her face redden and heat up under her fur, and she was glad that her brother couldn't see.
"Yeah," she said, laughing nervously. "sometimes that I question that cat's sanity." Rhode chuckled as they rounded the corner onto their street.
"I guess a bit. What about you? I assume you told Cassia everything?" Ryver coughed guiltily and Rhode smiled. "I thought so. What did she think about it then?"
"Well, unlike Danube she thought the idea was great." Ryver said. Rhode nodded.
"Of course she did." he said, not sounding in the least surprised. Ryver smiled.
"Yea, well, she thought that we should go for it and just sleep together." Rhode raised his eyebrows, actually surprised this time. " she kept talking about 'who best to have your first time with then your other half', or some crap like that." Rhode laughed, as they came up to their house. He walked up the steps and unlocked the door, letting them in.
"And you think my friends are nuts," he joked. Ryver giggled and shoved him aside as she went into the house.
"Oh shut up," she said. Rhode flinched, thinking that she was going to punch him again. She didn't though and just went through to the kitchen. Rhode followed her, dropped his bag in the doorway and went to the fridge.
"You want a snack?" he asked her as she passed and headed up the stairs to her room.
"Yeah," she answered. "I'll be in my room on my computer, just come right in okay?" Rhode nodded and began digging in the cold cuts drawer for sandwich meat.
The teenaged wolf pulled some meats and cheeses from the fridge and plopped them down on the counter, kicking the door to the fridge shut again as he turned away from it. He grabbed a few slices of bread and made a couple of sandwiches, then grabbed a couple of coke's from the electric cooler across the floor. He piled the sandwiches and the drinks onto the snack tray that was sitting at the edge of the counter and went upstairs towards his sister's room.
Just as Ryver had said, she was in her room, though the door was closed. Rhode could hear music from under the door. Her door nob was broken and didn't latch to the door frame, so he was able to just nudge it open with his hip. It swung open easily and he went in.
The sight that greeted him startled him slightly, but after what he and his sister had done the night before, it didn't bother him too much. Ryver had turned on her stereo and was swinging her hips to the music as she changed out of her school cloths. Rhode smiled as he heard her humming along with her favorite band. She had already pulled her shirt up over her head and was in just a bra as she bent down and slid her skirt down off her rounded, furry butt and down her legs. She was wearing a pair of pink panties underneath. It wasn't something that much fitted her personality, but Rhode assumed that she wasn't really thinking about who would see them.
"Now tell me," he said suddenly, putting the snack tray down on her bed "what is the point of changing your cloths when you get home? Your just going to do it again in another four or five hours and it seems like an awful lot of laundry to do." Ryver jumped at the sound of his voice, not having realized that her was in the room due to her music. She spun around, still dressed in only a bra and her panties, and whipped a pillow at his his. Rhode wasn't even sure when she had grabbed it.
The pillow hit him square in the face, knocking him back with a startled yelp. It was a lucky thing he had already put the tray down.
"Rhode!" Ryver snarled "what are you doing?!" Rhode spluttered as he shook his head clear from the impact.
"You told me to just come right it when I was done making snacks!" he aid defensively. Ryver snorted.
"Well yeah, but I assumed it would take a little longer." she said huffily. Rhode shrugged.
"What does it matter anyways?" he asked. "I've already seen your tits and you've even sucked my dick." Ryver rolled her eyes.
"It matters." she said. "it just matters." Rhode shrugged.
"And to answer your question," she continued, rummaging through her drawers for a pair of jeans. "I prefer to be comfortable when I'm lounging around at home, and a skirt does not make me comfortable."
"Then why change the shirt?"
"Don't be a smart ass," Ryver said, sounding tired. "We both know that I can make you regret it." she stepped into her tight jeans and began to wiggle them up her thighs and over her bottom. She zipped up the front and buttoned her fly, then reached around to fluff out her tail over the adjusted rear end of her pants.
"Well, anyways," Rhode said, "I brought you a sandwich and a soda if you want it." Ryver smiled and walked over to the tray to grab a sandwich, then sat down on the edge of her bed. Rhode picked his up too and started to eat it, sitting down on the floor in front of her.
"So, you gonna put a shirt on?" he asked finally. Ryver flipped him off, her eyes closed and still chewing a mouthful of sandwich.
"First you complain about me changing my cloths, then you bug me to do it." she said when she had swallowed. "will you make up your mind already?" Her brother laughed and ate the last few bites of his sandwich before popping open his coke.
When the two of them finished their snack, Ryver hopped down from her bed and went over to her dresser, humming along with her music the whole way. Rhode couldn't help but stare at her softly furred curves, the way her hips and tail swayed back and forth as she went, and of course her fully exposed cleavage.
"So what shirt do you think I should wear?" she asked as she pulled open her drawer. Rhode sighed and pulled himself to his feet.
"Does it matter?" he asked, walking over to her.
"Everything matters." his sister answered him. Rhode walked up right behind her and rested his chin on her shoulder to look over into her drawer.
"What about that one?" he asked, reaching around her side to point at a purple shirt on top. Ryver snorted.
"Your just suggesting that one because its on top," she complained. Rhode shrugged.
"So? Is that a no then?" Ryver sighed and pushed the purple shirt aside. She rifled through the drawers looking for just the right shirt to wear for the next four hours.
"Wear that one," Rhode said finally, pointing to a white shirt with a design on it. "i always liked that shirt."
"Really?" she asked, sounding a little surprised and pulling the shirt out of her drawer and shaking it out.
"Yeah," Rhode answered, still leaning against her back. "It looks good on you." Ryver titled her head to the side, looking at the shirt that she held out in front of her. Then she looked over at him.
"So your sure you want me to put a shirt on?" she asked, suddenly sounding coy. Rhode furrowed his brow, confused.
"Yeah?" he said. "why?" Ryver giggled and wiggled her butt against him playfully.
"Because your boner is poking me in the butt!" she said. Rhode blushed under his fur, his ears laying back against his head in embarrassment.
"Well its not my fault you were dancing around the room like that," he said defensively. His sister chuckled and turned around, her barely covered breasts now pressed into Rhode's chest. His breath caught in his throat as she leaned forward and kissed him firmly on the muzzle.
"You know, mom doesn't come home from work for another two hours," she said, her voice slightly husky. One of her hands trailed up his arm and began twisting into his neck fur and the rough along the edges of his jaw where his fur was thicker and longer.
"We could take care of that little problem your having, and maybe you could give me a hand with mine?" she continued. Rhode's mind was fuzzed over, and he was having a hard time thinking straight. He hadn't noticed before how good Ryver smelled; sort of a sweet, musky smell that left a tingle like spice at the back of his mind. It was making it very hard to think.
"Whu...what problem?" he asked dimly. Ryver giggled and raised her knee slightly, pressing her thigh into his bulging crotch. He gasped.
"This problem," she said smugly. She pressed herself up against him, making him take a few steps backwards to keep his balance. Ryver continued to lean into him, walking forward as he walked backwards, crowding him in towards her bed.
The back of his knees hit her bedside. Rhode glanced back at her bed, then back at his sister. Her eyes were narrowed, not in annoyance as they were most of the time, but seductively, her brow furrowed in expectation. She nudged Rhode gently once more, causing him to lose his balance and trip back onto her bed.
He landed with a grunt, eyes still locked on his sister's face. Ryver crawled up onto the bed, her tail wagging happily behind her, her hips shaking along with it. Her chest was heaving slightly, rising and falling in her bra, making what little cleavage she had bulge.
"So," she whispered softly "maybe this time we can make me feel good?" she asked. Rhode smiled, still dazed.
"Sure, just tell me what you want me to do," he said. Ryver grinned and straightened up, straddling his thighs. She reached down and unbuttoned her jeans, pulling the zipper down and pulling the top open. She leaned over him again, picking her butt up in the air, and with one hand worked her pants and panties down over her rear. She scooted forward then so she was kneeling over Rhode's face with her pants and panties stretched across his chest.
"You could try giving me head?" she asked hopefully. Rhode sighed.
"Eating you out," he corrected, sounding tired. Ryver shrugged, smiling.
"If you insist." he laughed, reached up and grabbed hold of her thighs. He pulled he down towards him, sticking out his tongue and lapping hesitantly at her exposed cunt. He had never done this before, but it wasn't really a challenge.
She was damp, her fur slightly matted down. Her lips parted easily as his tongue ran over them, and he dipped inside her. She had a sweet, musky taste, and a scent to match. Ryver gasped when he licked her the first time, tensing up with pleasure. Rhode smiled and licked at her again, and again. Every time she made a new sound, each slightly different then the last but all very similar.
Finally Rhode pulled her fully down to him and pressed his muzzle against her cunt, lapping out with his tongue as he did. Ryver's eyes widened and she hunched over, her hands moving from his stomach behind her where they had been holding her up around to grab hold of his thick head fur.
Rhode suddenly rolled, making his sister cry out in surprise, toppling her over on her bed and coming up so she was on her back facing up and he was on top of her. His head was still buried between her legs, and he was still holding on tight.
He continued to lap at her, his tongue alternating between dipping deeper and lapping at her clit. His lips were tightly sealed about her cunt, his muzzle pressed firmly up against it. Ryver began to buck her hips, pulling on his hair slightly, and thrashing almost against her will. She couldn't control her muscles very well and Rhode found himself being squeezed between his twin sister's thighs as she pressed his face harder into her cunt.
Suddenly Ryver arched her back, bucked her hips, and twisted her hands in hard to his head fur. She threw her head back against her pillows, her eyes rolling back, and howls. Her chest heaved with the effort she put into the howl, and one passing by the house might have thought there was a ferrel wolf inside. There wasn't of course.
When his sister finally let go of his head, Rhode extracted his muzzle from between her thighs, smiling. His face was dripping with saliva and his sister's juices, the fur on his muzzle and chin matted down. He tried to whip as much as he could off with his paw, but that was soon soaked too.
"Damn Ryv," he said, surprised. "do you ever masturbate?" His sister was already blushing, but if she wasn't, she would be now. She mumbled something, Rhode leaned in closer to hear what she said.
"What was that?" he asked.
"Hand me that pillow over there so I can hit you with it." she replied, weakly. Rhode laughed and rolled over to lay down next to her.
"So what now?" he asked. He was a bit breathless too. There was a moment of silence, then Ryver rolled onto her side to face him. She wrapped an arm around his stomach and pulled herself in close to his side. Her pants were still down around her knees but she didn't really care.
"How about we take care of you now?" she asked, trying to sound coy, though it didn't really work because she was panting for breath the whole time through it. Rhode smiled. Ryver ran her paw down to his pants, popping the button with her thumb as she did. She un zipped them, and pulled them open, push like she had with hers.
Ryver sat up, kneeling next to her brother. She took hold of his waist band with both paws, hooking her thumbs into his boxers as well, and began to wriggle them down his sides. Rhode lifted his rear up off the bed so she could get them down. Unlike with hers, she didn't pull them just down to his knees and leave them, but all the way down and off his legs entirely. She tossed them into the middle of her floor in a head and returned to his crotch, and his rock hard cock sticking straight from his body.
She grasped his shaft in one paw and began to slowly, but firmly, tug on in. Rhode groaned low in his throat, leaning his head back as his sister jacked him off. She continued at a steady pace for quite some time. After a while, Rhode opened his eyes to look at her and found her staring down at his cock, biting her lip, and tracing a finger on her free paw in her pubic fur. Rhode raised an eyebrow.
"What's wrong?" he asked. Ryver shook her head as if pulling herself out of a daze and looked over at him.
"Huh? What?" she asked. Rhode groaned as she came back to attention and began tugging more quickly on his cock.
"You were just staring at me," he said finally. "what were you thinking of?"
"Oh," Ryver said, looking down. She could feel her face heat up. Her ears laid back against her head. "I was just thinking about what Cassia had said earlier." Rhode cocked his head.
"About what?"
"About who could be better then your other half for your first time," she answered sheepishly. Understanding dawned on Rhode.
"Oh," he said softly. Ryver turned her attention back to his cock, tugging more rapidly now. Rhode gritted his teeth, avoiding the urge to buck into her hand, and watched her. Finally he came to a decision. He reached over and put a paw on her wrist.
"Stop," he said. Ryver looked confused.
"Why? What's wrong?" she asked. She took her hand off him anyways and he sat up. Rhode wrapped an arm around his sister's shoulder and pulled her down onto the bed. She looked confused, and slightly breathless, her chest heaving. He was breathing hard too.
Rhode pulled her pants and panties off the rest of the way and tossed them to the floor with his he positioned himself in front of her, so he was kneeling between her thighs. His hard, red cock pointed directly at her.
"What are you doing?" she asked, still sounding confused. Rhode took hold of her legs and lifted them up onto his shoulder, pulling her rear up with them too.
"Your right," he said. "there is no better person to do it with the first time then your other half."
"But," Ryver said hesitantly. "we cant. We're brother and sister. Twins." Rhode smiled.
"I think we went past that a while ago. What is there to lose now?" Ryver bit her lip, thinking about it for a long time. Finally she looked back up at him.
"Ok, but on one condition." she said firmly.
"What's that?"
"You pull out and don't cum inside. We don't wanna have to explain that to mom, do we?" Rhode chuckled and began to scoot forward towards her.
"Deal," he agreed. "now hold still and relax, I think its supposed to hurt a little, but it cant be too bad." Ryver nodded in agreement and leaned back, closing her eyes. Rhode positioned his cock tip at the entrance to her cunt and began to slowly push it in. Ryver winced, and gasped as it pushed through her lips and began to slide into her tight, virgin cunt. Rhode gritted his teeth, murring in his throat as he penetrated his sister.
Ryver gasped out in pain suddenly as her twin brother hilted her. She screwed her eyes shut and whimpered. Rhode bit his lip, looking nervous.
"You alright?" he asked, concerned. Ryver nodded weakly.
"Yeah. Yeah I'm fine. Just keep going." Rhode nodded and held tight to her hips. He began slowly pumping in and out of his sisters body, groaning softly as he did. He closed his eyes, and tilted his head back, his ears laid flat. Slowly, Ryver's whimpers of discomfort became murrs of pleasure as she loosened up and became more accustomed to her brother's size.
As she relaxed and began to feel better, Rhode began to pump in and out faster, picking up the pace. Ryver began groaning and sighing in pleasure, letting out little squeaks overtime Rhode's hips hit her butt. Rhode smiled as her tail began to wag, whacking against the bed and making thumping noises in time with his rhythm.
Rhode growled, his tail wagging too as he began to really pound into his sister, her thighs rippling with every strike as he hit her. She moaned louder and louder as he hunched over her body and fucked her, her bed slamming hard into the wall as he rocked it.
"Oh, fuck," Ryver groaned, digging her claws into the bed. "Rho, Im...Im..." she couldn't finish her sentence. Instead she tensed up, arched her back, and howled once more. Her cunt tightened up around Rhode's dick, pushing him to the edge as well.
Rhode howled too, his voice mingling with that of his sister's. He remembered barely in time to pull back, his dig just barely popping from inside her as he blew his load. It jerked and twitched, shooting spurt after spurt of hot spunk onto his sister's belly. She just lay there, panting heavily for breath, her chest heaving hard.
Rhode toppled to the side, laying still on her bed next to her. He turned his head, tongue lolling from his mouth, to look at his sister, who lay there, eyes closed, looking happily at the ceiling.
"So how was that for your first time?" he asked, breathlessly. Ryver opened her eyes and looked at him, smiling. She rolled over onto her side, threw her arms around him and hugged him close, snuggling her muzzle into his neck fur.
"Amazing," she said happily. Rhode made a disgusted face, and looked down to where her spunk covered stomach was smashed into his belly and thighs. He sighed.
"Oh. Balls."
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Their mother came home just a few moments later, dropping her things in the kitchen and flopping down onto the couch. Ryver and Rhode snuck out into the living room after her, trying to look like they were just wandering the house when she came in.
"Hey mom," Ryver said, sounding cheery but guilty at the same time. Their mother looked up and smiled.
"Hey hun," she said.
"What's for dinner?" Rhode asked, leaning against the door frame.
"I don't know. Steak or something." their mother stopped, and blinked, then gave Rhode an odd look.
"Rho," she said. "why are you wearing your sister's jeans?" Rhode looked down and saw that the jeans he was wearing were in fact his sisters. They were stretched tightly over high thighs and about an inch too short. He sighed.
"Balls." he muttered for the second time that day.