Not quite all a sister
I was home sick one day, spent most of my time in bed. I'm not gonna bore you with the day before or the day after, just what happened this day. So to sum it up, I'll just tell you who I am, what I am and where I am. My name is Timmy Anderson, a happy fox moving to become the big adult, seventeen of age and birthday merely two weeks away. Lucky me to get sick now and not later, hmmm? Perhaps, who knew what'd happen then, but I still consider myself pretty lucky to have been sick this day, you'll find out why soon enough.
Timmy is my name, as said before, and I lived with my mom, Carry, and little sister Marybeth. We were all one, big happy family... except for the fact that my dad had left for some other woman and mom sought refuge in the bottom of the bottle. Not all too happy was it? She kept herself sober so she could go to work, earn her money and then come home, feed us and spend the rest on alcohol... We got a lot of help from relatives, money and food, stuff to keep us warm when our clothes were ripped and torn from over-usage.
My sister was 13, just turned teen and loved talking about herself as more grown up. We all basically looked like most foxes, red fur with a few patches of milky white. Black socks and gloves, also the tip of our ears. The bushy tail was a trait we all shared in the family, as bushy as they got and I spent lot of time grooming my tail. Kids loved it and since I spent a lot of time baby-sitting kids, for money of course, that was a big plus.
Back to the important day. I was pretty feverish, that was one of the biggest reason anyone in my family was allowed to stay home. Feverish meant dizzy and that was a big no-no when walking to school. Afraid my sister might get a violent eruption when in school, mom let her stay home as well, mostly to tend for me as she still had to go to work. My sister enjoyed herself, probably too much... playing doctor.
I slept most of the time, which I probably should've been a bit more careful with since I knew my sis was going to be in the room. Dreaming of my dream-girl, I called her Lori and she had everything a woman should have. And with her, I did some things the world had never seen before... Well, someone was quite observant.
When Lori sucked my cock, it fell strangely real. I mean, this was hardly the first time she had done it but... somehow it just felt different and I liked it. In my delirious dream I gently grabbed her head, holding it down by pressing her muzzle to my crotch, humping at it gently. My groans sounded pleasured, as did my grunt and the more I sounded, the harder she sucked, her tongue working my cock like magic...
I abruptly awoke, cursing myself for it as I had been so darn close to orgasm, the climax of the so lovely dream. I was still a virgin, seventeen and a virgin wasn't something I was proud of but I didn't like the thought of spending myself with the wrong girl. Suddenly I noticed something... my thoughts had diverted the pleasure for a while, though slowly I came to realize that someone was actually sucking my cock... quite good too.
I tried to sit myself up on my elbows, groaning a bit as I in my dizzy state could hardly focus. The orgasm was still imminent, I was just curious about who it was... perhaps I was in denial as there was really just one it could be, no-one else was home and probably no-one could get in either.
My eyes grew wide as I focused on the little ball of golden hair that bobbed at my groin, a soft moaning erupting from it as well. "Marybeth!!!" My voice came out low, cracked and broken, not as powerful as I had imagined it at all. Her tongue drew along the base of my cock, causing me to spurt quite a bit of pre-cum in to her already hungry mouth, lips and tongue working my tongue as if sucking a nipple.
I fell back onto my back, gently guiding my paws down to grab the back of her head, just like in the dream... only a lot less colours and stars circling around me. "Never mind, sis, keep it up..." I said while she twisted her tongue around the tip of my cock, causing me to groan and once again splatter a wad of pre-cum into the back of her mouth. She pressed my cock down her throat, I felt her muscles work it for a while before she gagged, pulling it out a bit though never letting it leave her mouth.
Warm and moist, her mouth was at least ten times as good as my dream. Her tongue slipped along the side of my cock, her head bobbing faster and faster until I yelped out, arching my back and pressing my further into her throat. My balls emptied themselves, my semen spurted into her mouth, jet after jet of hot, sticky cum... and she swallowed it like it was water to a dehydrated man.
Once the orgasm subsided, I felt her mouth retract itself from its' grip on my cock, just as well as my cock slowly retracted back into its' sheath. She stood up, having kneeled at the side of my bed before and wiped her mouth, licking her lips quickly before looking at my face. "How's that for a nurse...?" Her eyes seemed to glisten in the light, looking upon like a stalker seeing its' prey.
All I could muster was a nod, terrible thoughts ventured through my mind, thoughts forbidden by the social rules in our society but they seemed so warm and cuddly right now... She warmly to me, though at least a head shorter than me, she seemed a lot stronger than me right now. "So, brother, how was your first time... not quite what you expected... not who either, hmmm?" I shook my head, thoughts spinning a bit before straightening out.
She walked over to the head of my bed, where my head well enough was placed as well. She kneeled down again, only this time at my head. Her bosom had never seemed bigger to me, almost exploding from the bra... wait a second; bra? My eyes quickly diverted themselves back to her face, only know did I realize she was half naked, wearing only a bra and panties.
End, Part 1...