A Repeat 'Error'

Story by draconicon on SoFurry

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Nisha, a party bat that's enjoyed everything that the college party life has to offer, wakes up one morning with a guy in her bed that she doesn't remember bringing home. However, as soon as she finds out who he is, things get turned upside-down in a hurry.

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A Repeat 'Error'

For Inscrutable

By Draconicon

Nisha groaned as she rolled over in her bed, feeling the warmth of another body against her from behind. She didn't know who it was, and right at that moment, she didn't care. What mattered more was that there was more wetness between her legs than she could immediately explain with a wet dream, and that concerned her.

Reaching down with one hand while flexing her wings along her back to get them woken up as well, she found herself touching something that was familiar - her juices - and something that wasn't. Her eyes slowly widened as she felt the thicker, broken goo that meant that some male had cum in her, and she grunted under her breath. Might have been a 'fuck', but she wasn't awake enough to be sure.

Okay, brought a guy home last night. That's not too bad; just gotta get the morning-after pill...

She was sure that she was forgetting something, though. Something rather...rather key, for that matter. Someone that was going to show up today? Something that she had to get done?

Ugh. She'd figure it out later. For now, she had to get up, get dressed, and then get her ass down to the clinic to make sure that she didn't get pregnant. Mom and dad would forgive a lot for her college fund, but getting pregnant in her early twenties? Probably not.

The guy behind her grunted as she shifted around, mumbling to himself.

"Yeah, well, if you wanted to sleep in, you shoulda worn a condom, jackass," Nisha muttered.

"Didn't give me one..."

"Yeah, but...wait..."

She whipped her head around, and the other bat in her bed lifted his head. Their eyes met, and this time, there was no mistaking what she said, because he said the same thing.

"Shit."

The bed was occupied by Zel...her little brother. Suddenly, the memory of him coming to town last night popped back into her head, as did the memory of her telling her parents that she'd show him a good time around town, and the memory of going out to the club a bit drunk, and then getting more drunk, hitting on some guy that was coasting on some party drugs in the crowd -

"Fuck," they said together, apparently both hitting the same memory at the same time. They'd gone home, and they'd fucked. Not just once, but four times before they collapsed in a similar haze from all the substances in their system that they'd been abusing.

Nisha couldn't believe it, and she flopped back down on the bed, staring at her brother as he stared at her. She didn't even move to pull her shirt down, or pull the blanket back up to cover her drooling pussy. He barely moved enough to keep his morning wood under the blankets instead of out in the open, his cheeks burning.

"Uh...so we..." Zel gestured at her.

"Uh-huh," she said.

"And you...no condom, so..."

"Yep."

"Ooooh, boy..."

"You think?!"

She swatted him with her pillow as hard as she could, the impact almost enough to swing her right out of bed. It actually worked on him, sending him rolling to the floor with a thump and a shriek. He must have landed belly down, and that would have jammed something rather sensitive between the floor and his stomach.

She crossed her arms over her chest, trying not to blush worse than she already was. The fact that she'd slept with her brother, no matter what the circumstances, was humiliating enough. The fact that he barely had the shame to blush a bit himself didn't make it better.

God, if mom and dad ever find out about this...

Nisha covered her face with one hand, almost punching herself in the nose in the process. By the time that she had rubbed that ache away, Zel had managed to bring his head above the level of the mattress.

"You, uh, you know...we should be okay. It's not like I want to keep the kid, either."

"Fucking - you think that makes what we did better?"

"Um, no, but...I do have a distraction."

"I don't think you could distract anyone from -"

"Tickle fight!"

He jumped at her, and she had the split second to see his desperate, forced smile before his clawed fingers found her sides. She yelped, rolling over backwards with a pained laugh from the way that his claws skittered up and down her sides, and it only got worse when he grabbed her shirt and shoved his hands under it.

"Zel - hahahaha! Zel, fucking - HA! - fucking sto-ha-ha-haaaawp!"

"Nope, not til I know you're not going to kill me."

"You don't get it, you're gonna - ha ha ha - you're gonna-hahaha!"

She couldn't get the words out, so the tickles continued right up to the point where he managed to get his hands up her sides, across her chest, and right over her breasts. The tickles went from making her giggle to forcing a moan from her, and he froze in place, his eyes wide as he finally seemed to realize where his hands had gotten to.

"...Oops."

"You...fucking...think?"

She panted for breath, her cheeks burning worse than ever as she laid there, half-pinned by a younger brother that didn't know any better but to be an idiot. She groaned to herself, trying to get him off, but he was seated in the most awkward way possible...and his morning wood was resting on her stomach.

Grumbling, she was tempted to flick him right in the balls, but she resisted out of being a better older sister than that. Instead, she poked him in the stomach.

"Off."

"But...you know..."

"I said - ooooh..."

He'd pulled his hands back, alright, but he wasn't done. He rubbed her ears, her very, very sensitive ears, and that...that sent a shiver right through her that was almost as good as a high. She blushed to herself as she realized that she was arching her back, and tried to pull her ears back down, but no matter what she did, they stayed right where they were.

"Mmmph...not fair..."

"Your ears always calmed you down before, right/"

"Not...not exact-l-ly..."

"But you're not angry anymore, right?"

"Z-Zel, you wanna - wanna stop that."

She bit her lip, trying to push him back, but the feeling of his hands on her ears, cupping them, tickling the sides, running along the delicate flesh was doing things to her that she had never liked it doing before. It was one of the reasons they'd stopped having tickle fights a while back, and why she had stopped him from doing this, too.

Because it didn't calm her down. It turned her on.

The bat wiggled weakly, trying to get her brother off her chest, but no matter what she did, all she managed was to get him to shift forward a bit further, driving her shirt so far up her chest that it puddled around her neck, exposing her breasts. He didn't seem to notice that his cock was about to slide between them, either, or the fact that she was getting wetter and wetter the more that he rubbed her ears.

It took one desperate push along his thighs to knock him off-balance, but that didn't quite work, either. Instead of falling off of her and hitting the floor, for example, he slid backwards, his nose almost bouncing off of hers, his chest against hers...and his cock right back between her legs, just like last night.

The pair of them stared at each other. She wanted to glare, particularly as he finally got the picture that she was trying to share; he was pressed right up against her moist sex, after all, and he seemed to finally understand what the ear play had been doing to her.

She, on the other hand, could finally feel how hard he was, too, and that meant that she had a bit of a temptation of her own. Nisha groaned, holding one hand against her forehead and muttering too quietly to be interpreted.

Fucking hell...

Taking a deep breath, she reached out and grabbed Zel by his stubby tail before he could try and roll away. He jumped, almost thrusting into her right then and there, and he blushed as he looked into her eyes again.

"Uh...Nisha..."

"I know."

"Um, if I move -"

"Fuck it."

"What?"

"In for a penny, in for a pound. Might as well go for round five to see if you're any good while sober."

"...Seriously?"

"Just once. You end up in my bed again without at least a few party favors with you, and I'm booting you across the city."

"...Heh, I can live with that."

He nosed her gently, and she did the same before she grabbed his hips and pulled him in. The first thrust was pretty damn good - not as good as it would have been on some of the drugs from the party, but good - and she learned one thing about her little brother that she hadn't known before.

He was definitely better endowed than her average boyfriend.

The End

Summary: Nisha, a party bat that's enjoyed everything that the college party life has to offer, wakes up one morning with a guy in her bed that she doesn't remember bringing home. However, as soon as she finds out who he is, things get turned upside-down in a hurry.

Tags: F/solo, M/F, bat, sibling, brother/sister, incest, creampie, drugs, nudity, tickling, ear play, what the hell, vaginal, half-nude, bottomless, morning wood, erection,