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"That's it...r-right...right there," came a whisper, piercing the silence and the darkness, just before the headboard bumped against the drywall. "Not too hard, big brother...wouldn't want to wake mom and dad, would you?"

As long as the two had been sneaking to each other's rooms at night, Euly and Farrell were sure that their parents had to have some idea that something was going on between the two of them, but until anything was ever said, they weren't going to stop having their late night meetings...and they certainly weren't going to stop enjoying themselves without a very good reason.

As it were, Euly had such a reason, but she was being particularly naughty that evening, unknown to her older sibling.

"They're probably doing the same thing, y'know," Farrell teased, but he took his sister's advice and heeded the warning, not wanting to give anyone reason to crack the door open and see what they were really up to.

"They're not related, though."

"...Fair enough, but I'm pretty sure you squeezed me even harder when you said that..."

The relationship between the two went back far enough that they were long since over the forbidden taboo of sleeping with a sibling, but they would never get over what a naughty, amorous flair it added to the already blissful act of sex.

Euly wasn't too bashful to admit that to be the case, but she found it far more enjoyable to seize her inner muscles around her brother's wonderful cock while she found the right words to tease him.

"Maybe I did," she half-heartedly confessed, "But even if I did, you're the one whimpering in my ear while you fuck me, so..."

Farrell winced at the series of slow, clenching grips, but he refused to let his sister get the better of him so easily; lasting for her was a point of personal pride, but he didn't realize how important it was that he held back, that evening.

"And you're the one digging your claws into my back so you don't whimper," Farrell countered. The older of the two hybrids, he wasn't afraid to play a game of give and take with Euly, but he was shocked when he felt her claws raking over his shoulders, and then, down to the spread of his chest; it was thrilling enough, but it paled in comparison to the sudden push that came thereafter. "Did I, uh...d-did I strike a nerve?"

His member was still resting inside of her, twitching with such bliss that even Euly could tell how close he was to finishing.

It wouldn't have been such a problem to let him finish inside of her, normally, but she was surprised that Farrell hadn't made a comment about how soaking wet her passage was, or how tightly she was clenching him, without even consciously thinking about it.

"No, but you did make me come to my senses," Euly admitted, as she rolled up against the headboard, letting his delicious member spill back out of her. "If you really wanna finish inside me tonight, you're gonna need to wrap it up, first."

"...I thought your scent was a little different this week," Farrell claimed. The risk of the act gave him a jolt of excitement, even when his cock was just twitching at the open air...but he knew better than to tempt fate so thoroughly. "Make me a promise, though?"

"I'll see what I can do."

"Rub that cute little clit of yours until I get back?"

Euly grinned. "You're such a freak, big brother..."

"Was that a complaint I heard?"

"It was a 'hurry up and get those condoms before I finish without you,'" she countered sharply. "I'm already p-pretty close, you know..."

Lifting a paw to her own breast and cupping it tight, Euly sat on the cushion of her own pillows and spread her thighs to her brother, putting on the kind of display that would have made him stay right where he was, if there wasn't a better alternative waiting on the other side of his efforts.

He still took his time leaving; peeling his eyes away from the slick, messy spread of her parted folds was a nearly impossible task.

**

Stumbling through the dark with a throbbing erection was always a difficult task, but doing so quietly enough not to wake anyone added another layer of challenge.

Having another obstacle appear on the path was more than Farrell was prepared for, but the young badger-skunk was sure that he'd just tripped over something that was left in the hallway...until he felt it gripping his wrist and catching him before he hit the floor.

"I'm surprised you managed to trip over me ," came a familiar voice. "Without tripping over that thing, first...you should really cover up when you're getting a midnight snack, kiddo."

It wasn't the first time his mother had seen him naked, of course, but it was one of the first that he could think of where he was so completely exposed...and certainly the first that had him sporting such a full, dripping erection.

"...I didn't know you could see that well in the dark, and I'm just gonna go ahead and finish going back to my room so I can sleep and pretend that this didn't happen," Farrell hurried through his words, utterly flustered at being caught in the middle of what he was really doing. "S...sorry you had to see...t-this."

"Sorry? For letting me see what a handsome, young man you've grown up to be?"

The tone of her voice was so similar to Euly's that it was eerie, but it allowed Farrell to make a connection almost immediately; a nervous gulp and a single whiff of his mother's natural aroma confirmed his suspicion and explained why she was still holding his wrist with such a tight, eager grip.

"Mom, you...y-you aren't in your right of mind," he tried to stop her, but he could already feel her stepping in closer: one step too close allowed her to feel the soaking moisture of his own sister's arousal on his length. "I...y-you...t-that's just-

"That's your sister," Anaria murmured, rubbing her inner thigh against the plentiful moisture with a knowing grin. "You really think I'm not familiar with the delicious scent of her heat, when I'm the one who raised her? The one who taught her how to deal with it in the first place?"

As demanding as Euly could be when she was in the middle of estrus, Anaria was far worse, but Farrell's father, Nex, usually did a proper job of keeping her occupied for the duration of her heat cycles.

At the very least, they wore each other out enough that it was never the kind of issue that Anaria would have taken to her own son, but fate was getting in the way the original plan; Farrell knew he wasn't going to make it back to his sister, but he wasn't sure he was going to make it back to his bedroom, for that matter.

"I should have known she'd end up roping you into trying to help her out...you didn't finish inside of her, did you?" Anaria asked, grilling her son and pushing him against the wall, right in the middle of the hallway. "Hmm...?"

If his member had pushed over the outside of her thigh, it might have been easier to answer, but Farrell's length was hugged inside of his mother's legs, just against the overt warmth of her mound...and she wasn't wearing any panties.

The moisture of his own sister mingled with the same, liquid arousal of his mother, and for a moment, Farrell could only wonder how his load didn't burst from the tip of his cock that very instant.

"If we're j-just gonna jump to that conclusion-

"I'm not an idiot, Farrell."

"Then no, I...I didn't finish inside her," he admitted that much of the truth, but speaking further was becoming a struggle when the older skunk clenched her thighs upon his shaft, holding it that much tighter than before. "And now, if you'd let me, I'll get back to b-

"Like hell I'm gonna let you back into bed without finishing what you started," she answered, a subtle, eager giggle contrasting her stern decree. "There's two desperately needy females in this house right now...and I've seen you slouching over the table all week long: you can't even come to dinner without noticing how horny we are, and you've been keeping your poor, little sister waiting for relief all this time."

Even though she was in heat, Farrell couldn't believe that his own mother was about to tell him to go back to Euly's bedroom to finish her off.

As it turned out, his theory was just slightly off the mark.

"But worse than that, you've got your cock right between my legs, and you still aren't fucking me."

Farrell gulped hard and felt a grip on his chin, forcing him to gaze down and look upon his mother's naked body.

There was nothing he could say about her full, curvaceous figure that wouldn't get him into further trouble, and the overwhelming, heavenly scent of her arousal was making it difficult to think straight, but the worst problem of all had to be the slight trickle of her natural moisture, easing over the middle of his shaft and daring him to shift his hips.

"It would only take a little wiggle to slide it right in, baby...you'd be doing your mommy one hell of a favor, too."

Her voice was simply stacking the deck: there wasn't a move Farrell could make that wouldn't end with him burying his cock inside of his own mother.

He was foolishly trying to cling to whatever bit of modesty could still remain about him, but feeling Anaria take his other wrist and push it back to the wall, he knew he could have overpowered her...and made no attempt to do so.

"Mom, you don't...y-you don't really want this, do you?" he asked.

His whimpering voice and his twisted mind weren't sure what difference it would make to hear her say such a thing out loud, but that confession, no matter how brief, did change his perspective, even if it was only slightly.

"Even when I'm not in heat, I want to do this," she confessed. "Normally, I can just give you a flirty smile and be on my way, but right now, in the middle of my cycle? There isn't a damn thing that's gonna stop me from taking what I want."

Pushing down on his wrists and forcing his backside to the floor, Anaria dropped right into her son's lap and eased the folds of her womanhood over his tip, gliding her natural arousal over the topside of his shaft and giving him a preview of what was to come.

He was only waiting another instant before she rolled back on her knees again and kissed her petals to his full, throbbing tip, and without using anything else to guide it, she eased down, letting her son penetrate her tender passage for the very first time.

"For being so apprehensive about this, you sure seem to be enjoying yourself," she whispered, knowing the risks she was taking by straddling his member in the open space of the hallway. "Why don't you let mommy know how much you love being inside of her...?"

She was begging him for a thrust without saying the words, but her wish was granted, just before she had a chance to settle all the way onto his cock.

A quick thrust from below drew a stifled gasp to her lips, and as her head rolled back, she tightened her grip on his wrists and held on for dear life, knowing that her much needed relief was well on the way.

**

"Not who you were expecting, was I?"

"No, but...t-trust me, you're doing a f-fine job of subbing in for Farrell..."

In the darkness of the hallway, Nex was out looking for his wife, noticing that she'd disappeared in the middle of the night.

He thought he heard her humping someone a little further down the hallway, but he noticed that Euly left her door open, as well.

Like his own son, he was just a man, and walking into the display of his daughter's spread legs, soaking petals and impassioned expression was more than he could stand to simply watch...and it didn't take much convincing on Euly's part for him to crawl into bed with her and pull the covers over the small of his back, hiding his image from anyone who might peer through the doorway.

"You know, you probably shouldn't be doing this with him, b-but...as long as the two of you are being safe, then I suppose...it'll b-be okay..."

He was grunting low as the tip of his member eased past the tender, gripping petals. He could tell that Euly was dealing with the same issue that her mother was, but even accepting and acknowledging that fact, he'd forgotten to put a condom on before he eased his length into her womanhood...

...And she was too overcome with lust by the new, incestuous penetration to stop Nex and warn him about the mistake he was about to make.

"Oh, y-yeah..." Euly's whispers were less of a confirmation of her father said, and more of the desperate moans that she couldn't properly contain...and keeping them down was getting harder by the moment, as she felt his shaft pushing deeper and deeper into her clutching passage. "I, uh...h-heh...I mean yeah! We're being totally safe," she claimed, though there was only some truth to those words.

When she wasn't in heat, she and Farrell didn't have the same level of caution about themselves, and to that point, Euly was lucky enough not to be knocked up.

Even as her father mentioned being safe, and thinking that her brother was going to return to one hell of a show, Euly realized that she didn't feel that extra layer of slick, pliable latex on Nex's member, either...and she was running out of time to speak up and do something about it.

He feels so fucking good, though...but did he forget to put one on intentionally? He didn't do this on purpose, did he?

Her thoughts were struggling to stay on track, and another deep, easy thrust left her lower lip to quiver under the weight of her nibbling fangs.

She was still under the impression that she needed to bite her lip and keep her groans subdued, blissfully unaware that her brother was happened upon by another woman on his way to get the dearly needed protection.

"And you're not just saying that you're being safe because you know you'd be in trouble, are you?" Nex asked, but there was no sting behind his words: he wasn't going to punish his daughter for living her own life and making her own choices...and as an adult, it wasn't as if he could punish her in any meaningful way, regardless. "Just because you think that's what I want to hear, perhaps?"

Euly giggled. "Pretty sure you only wanna hear one thing, Daddy...and if I'm right, you're gonna have to fuck me a lot harder than that to hear it."

The care and compassion of a parent extended through the amorous family, and Nex, for his part, couldn't help being gentle with his daughter, at first.

Embracing what a proper and sensual woman she'd become, however, he gave her the first of the real thrusts that his hips were willing to convey, and just as her brother had before, he knocked the headboard into the wall...but he didn't seem worried at all about the consequences of waking anybody with his intensity.

"Thaaaat's more like it," Euly encouraged him, following her father's lead and losing her fears of being caught in the act with him. "Still worried about being too rough with your little girl?"

She was feeding right into the taboo of the act, knowing that Nex wouldn't be able to resist giving her the ride of a lifetime if she kept pushing the right buttons.

Her legs were pressed back to either side of her head by a pair of trembling paws, and her thighs spread wider as the badger leaned his full weight into her hybrid body and pressed the whole, pulsing length of his cock into her quivering bodice.

"Just worried about...m-making sure that she gets what she needs," he grunted his way through his explanation as he struggled with the unbridled pleasure of plunging his full cock into her welcoming depths. "If your heat is so bad that you'd fuck your own brother-

"And you," she teased.

"Then a quick, easy fuck isn't gonna be enough for you," he finished. "I'm sorry that your older brother couldn't figure that out, but I've got more than enough experience...t-to make sure that my baby girl wakes up freed of the burden of her heat..."

The new angle of his thrusts allowed for a greater depth, and for Euly, taking the delicious girth of her father's cock was such a treat that she failed to keep her teasing attitude alive any longer: what followed was her descent into pure sensuality, and a proper embrace of the sensations that flooded her body when the badger above her took on a proper, brutal pace.

This was no longer the subtle, curious lovemaking between a father and his little girl, but the rapid, pounding sex of a man and a woman that were addled with lust...it just so happened that they were related to one another, and thanks to the same, they felt a sense of connection that couldn't be found in any other partner.

Knowing it was going to be the first time they shared an orgasm together, Euly was doing everything she could to hold back, but in the face of her father, with her legs pinned back beside her and her entire womanhood being graced over and over again with his throbbing shaft, she knew her body was operating on borrowed time.

"Still enjoying yourself, Euly? You've gotten k-kinda quiet..."

He could feel the warmth of her shallow, quiet pants against his cheek as he leaned in close, looking past the obvious wince in her eyes. His lips stroked tenderly along the side of her muzzle, stroking through the fur and bringing new, affectionate sensations into the peak of the act, but that little bit of passion took nothing away from the orgasm that was building.

Much to her delight, Euly found her pleasure being taken to new heights by those delicate strokes, contrasting perfectly with the domineering, hammering thrusts of his member.

"Can't...c-can't hold it anymore, daddy...g-gonna cum..."

She was whimpering and whispering all at once, letting her father, and (or so she thought) only her father hear the impassioned decree. The door was cracked open just enough that Farrell and Anaria would have heard the whole thing, if they weren't so busy making a host of their own lewd noises; unwittingly, the parents were competing with each other, but neither one was keeping score, and neither one was racing to the finish.

Nex was worried only about the sudden, powerful clench he felt around his shaft, and the limited chance he'd have to pull back from his daughter before her climax milked him right into his own.

It was a losing battle all the way, but he still tried to pull back before the sensations became too much for him to handle. "Me too, Euly...y-you're good, baby... too fucking good...mmnnf!"

There was yet one more gear for his engine to reach, and Euly felt it as the headboard slammed against the wall, mimicking the impact of his full, heavy orbs slapping against the inside of her thighs.

As much as she loved that feeling and the repetition of it, she was just as delighted to feel the skin around his orbs tensing against her body, giving her an inkling of what was about to happen.

Those twitches came an instant before the first gush of warm, virile cum spread across her inner muscles, coating them thoroughly and flooding her body right up to the edge of her womb...before that, too, was completely drowned in incestuous seed.

"O-oh...oh, wow...how long has it b-been for you, Daddy?" she asked, still struggling with her own breathless orgasm. "That's so much...s-so fucking much...it feels like I'm gonna burst!"

Despite her caution, her inner muscles clenched and quivered over his shaft with the natural energy of her release, desperate to milk all of the juices out of the man that she considered a worthy partner.

That uneven, uncontrollable fluttering kept her womanhood active on his shaft when she lost the energy to thrust back against him, and slower, hammering thrusts brought the act to a satisfy resolution as Nex knelt above his daughter, seeing an exhausted, but absolutely delighted smile spreading over her face.

"Think it was enough t-to...fix your little problem?" Nex asked, pausing above her and catching his breath as quickly as he could.

The answer, predictable or not, was just what he wanted to hear.

"Not even close...we'll just have to try again, I guess."

**

Farrell was sure that he heard thumping against the wall down the hallway, but he didn't have the chance to get up and inspect the source.

Of course, with his mother's bosom wrapped around his muzzle and the fluff upon them brushing his ears, he was barely able to hear anything, save for the muted, yet entirely eager panting of her voice against his eardrums.

"I can feel you twitching in there, young man...you're not really thinking about cumming inside me when you know I'm in heat, are you?"

If she were willing to stand up from his lap and let them change positions, Farrell gladly would have made the adjustment for an easy pullout when he finally climaxed: at that point, Anaria was already impressed with how long he was able to last, especially knowing that he'd just come from the halfway point with his sister.

His impressive endurance aside, however, his legs were starting to tremble, his paws were gripping her with reckless intensity, and his sack was slapping up against the underside of her thighs with each thrust he had left to give, meeting the rapid and eager drop of her hips into his lap.

"If you don't l-let me out, I...I'm not g-gonna be able to stop, Mom..."

Whimpering his way through that confession and grunting with effort, Farrell didn't slow his pace in the least, and the skunk above revealed that she had plenty of steam left in the tank, as well: the soaking release of feminine arousal was only gaining volume, until the very same sack that papped gently against her was soaked through with her juices.

She'd given her fair share of moisture to the equation; she thought it was high time that her son provided some of his own.

"Mom, you...y-you're clenching up...e-even tighter...ooohfuck, I can't stop it!"

She didn't heed his warning, save for clenching up as tightly as her skilled passage possibly could: talented a lover as Farrell was, he wasn't quite up to his mother's level of skill yet, and her sheer, impressive control meant that she could have milked the seed right out of him whenever she wanted.

Timing it up with her own orgasm was just the cherry on top of an already decadent act, and her warm, soft breasts continued to smother his words as her body settled in his lap, content to hold still and feel every throb of his impressive shaft within her.

"Naughty boy...and you're s-still cumming, aren't you? Still pumping all that hot, t-tasty cum into your own mother...?"

She was losing control of her own voice as her climax rattled her body and forced her to shudder against him, but Farrell was plenty supportive enough to hold her tight and pull her in that much closer to his submissive body.

Grounded against her own son and quivering with unequaled delight, Anaria wrapped her arms around the back of his head and gripped him for dear life, knowing her screams would fill the house if she didn't have something to hold onto.

"Think you got another one in you, son? I want your father and your sister...t-to know what we're up to..."

The way she said it left Farrell to wonder if they were doing the same thing just down the hall, but that wouldn't be kept a secret from him for much longer.

Before he could discover it, however, he had an amorous, heated skunk to finish satisfying, and one load was never enough to drown the fires of her heat.