Not Knowing
Well this is quite the mess I've found myself in. my life is over when my parents found out what I had been up to, they screamed and ranted, and I sat there and just took it, despite feeling that it was kind of their fault too. They hadn't exactly warned ether of us this could happen.
You're probably confused, huh? Well I guess it would be best to start over at the beginning. Hmmm.... well it really started a few months ago, when my friend Joey invited me over to his house all excited like. I liked Joey, and his family they were so relaxed compared to my family. But then saying that my parents were prudes was a vast understatement. Joey's parents seemed to be the exact opposite and I loved it. They were always so frank and straight forward about things, even of a vulgar nature, and Joey was often the same. Which was why he wasn't allowed at my house any more. My parents didn't exactly approve of me going over to his house ether, but lying and saying I was going to the park with some kids from church was easy enough to do.
Anyways, when I got to Joey's house his parents weren't home, which was odd, but my excited friend eagerly let me into the house and down into the basement where his room was. Even though no one was home he closed the door.
"what's going on man?" I had asked him curiously. He just grinned and reached under his bed, or rather between the bed and the box springs.
"This!" he explained and held up a magazine. My eyes went wide. It was a Slutty Vixen magazine! My heart pounded in my chest, I had heard of them of course, but never actually seen one in in person.
"Where the heck did you get that?" I asked, moving closer to my friend, I getting easily as excited as he was.
"my dad gave me 'the talk' and gave it to me so that I could see what he meant" my friend explained. Though I was a bit confused.
"'the talk'? that's that?" I asked, my friend's jaw dropping some.
"You know 'the talk' where your parents talk to you about sex. My dad says that all young tods are given 'the talk' when they're fourteen or so." My ears and tail drooped some. I was almost sixteen and still hadn't had it. Though there was little wonder why in my mind. My parents didn't even let me take health class because they talked about sex in it.
"oh... w-what kind of things did your dad talk about?" I asked, hoping my fellow fox could maybe fill in something my parents should have done long ago. Joey seemed to understand and set the magazine open on his bed. My eyes nearly popped out like a cartoon. There on the page was a naked vixen with a naked tod, his cock hard and about to go into her slit. I didn't know that's what they were called back then, but Joey explained.
Joey explained how men and women had sex, and showed me how to masturbate. We both got nude and masturbated to his magazine. It was strange, sitting in the same room as my friend rubbing my hard length as I wanted men I didn't know have sex with women I didn't know. I actually found my eyes wandering to the fox I did know, finding his eyes staring at my shaft.
"What?" I asked after a moment and his eyes jumped up back to my face, a deep blush on his face.
"You're huge man!" he said and moved a little closer and gave me a better look at his length. Curiously and moved mine to be right next to his. Looking and my length next to his was kind of exciting, and Joey felt the same, both our lengths throbbed, though mine was noticeably bigger than my friends. "Wow... you're so lucky..." he said, unknowingly answering my question of if being big was a good thing.
I didn't quite expect what happened next; Joey reached out and started to rub my cock masturbating it for me. I stood there in awe and pleasure as my friend rubbed me faster. I gave my first quiet moan and that only made him more eager. It wasn't long before my cock twitched and squirted white stuff all over my friend.
"Holy c-cow... that felt great, what was that?" I asked. Panting and shuddering as my friend blushed, looking at the mess he had gotten me to make.
"That's called an orgasm, it does feel great, huh? C-could you um... return the favor?" he asked offering me his own length. Blushing I wrapped my paw around his shaft and started rubbing. Joey lasted a lot longer than I did, and I had to switch arms a few times, but he eventually squirted too, moaning and panting just like I had. We smiled at each other and got cleaned up, and talked about it a little more, before heading to the den to play some video games. When Joey's parents got home we pretended nothing had happened, silently agreeing that we shouldn't tell anyone.
I was sent home shortly after that, Joey's father apparently had something that would allow them to finish a discussion they were having. I didn't really get a good look at the object, it was in a square foil package, with a round indent in it. But I was shooed on my way, Joey's mom saying something about my parents being upset if I lingered, if only she knew.
The bike ride home was as uneventful as ever, though a thought kept pestering me. Something Joey had mentioned. He had said that actually having sex with a girl would feel ten times better than masturbating, his dad had told him so. I wondered if it was true, pondering ways I could find out.
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Over the next few weeks my and Joey masturbated with and without each other. Though we always looked forward to the times we could get away with it together. We taking to standing behind the other as we reached around and pawed each other off, while grinding our own cocks against the other's rear. Once or twice Joey or I accidentally came from the grinding, making a mess of the other's rear. Though all the while I kept pondering getting to go inside a girl, Joey seeming content to just mess around with his best friend.
My attention kept moving to my younger sister. She adored me and was always trying to follow me places. I never letting her follow me to Joey's place, for obvious reasons. But I wondered if she was old enough to have 'the talk'. She was a few years younger than Joey, but then fourteen was for boy foxes, not girls. It might be younger for them. I asked Joey, acting as if I was just curious. He said that girls are often talked to as young as eleven. I just nodded them and kept pawing him off enjoying his warm butt cheeks against my own hard on. Though now I was more eager, a plan forming in my little foxy mind.
It would be weeks after that when I would get my chance. My parents making me babysit my little sister, much to her delight, while they went on a two day trip to some religious conference. I didn't argue one bit, they proudly boasting what good obedient son they had. Little did they know what I was planning on teaching my sister, I hope she liked it as much as I did when I first learned.
The first while went normally, with me playing and watching a movie with my little sister, she happily spending the time with me. I never did figure out why she was so fond of me, maybe it was because I was her only sibling and she didn't have many friends at school. whatever the reason she didn't complain at all when we went up to her room.
I sat her on her bed and looked at her tiny undeveloped form as she looked up at me. I wish I had a magazine like Joey had to show he what we were supposed to do, but I had to make do.
"Could you undress for me?" I asked my little sister sweetly. She seemed a little confused, but, to my surprise, did so without a fuss. The small young vixen stripping free of her clothing for her big brother, my shorts tented some already. "that's it, I'm, well, I'm going to show you something that big boys and girls do, something you should know but I don't think mom and dad will tell you. I had to find out from a friend" I explained to her feeling all sorts of awkward, though looking down between her legs gave me courage. There it was, a real live pussy. It a fair bit different from the ones in the magazine. Smooth and thin on a little mound. It was so perfect.
"You mean something Joey showed you?" she asked pulling me out of my trance. I blushed and nodded, my voice not seeming to want to work suddenly. Timidly I started to undress too, my little sister watching intently, especially when I got to my shorts.
Though before long I was nude too, stand there in front of my little sister, long hard shaft throbbing in the air in front of her. It was far too late to go back now. Her eyes were glued to my shaft as I moved to sit on the bed next to her, telling her about it. How it only got hard like that when I was excited and how if you rubbed it white stuff came out. She wanted to try that right away but I stopped her, despite how good her little fingers felt on my cock.
I went on to explain how my cock went up into her pussy to feel good, and to my surprise she seemed to know this already, telling me how she had put things inside herself before to feel good, and how it hurt once and she bled a little, but never again after that. I didn't know what that meant, but I did get her to let me 'examine' her just in case. Seeing my little sister spread her legs for me reminded me of the magazine, though I controlled myself for now and just leaned down and spread her pussy lips apart. She smelled good, strange but good, and she was so soft and warm inside her little pink walls responding to my poking finger while my sister make little noises, her pink walls getting wetter.
After a moment I said that she looked fine, not that I knew what I was looking for. Though she seemed to relax some and smiled at me. I wagged my tail some and sat up a little, cock still throbbing. It was actually her that suggested I put it inside her. I blinked a moment, asking if she was sure, and she nodded. Hiding my enthusiasm, I nodded back and moved over my little sister's tiny body, looking down as she spread her legs for me and eagerly watched my shaft inch closer to her little slit. The size difference looked kind of silly, since I was so used to the images in the magazine, but I wasn't going to stop, not with my cute little sister looking at me like that.
The moment my shaft pressed to my sister's opening, something between us changed. We both let out a soft moan and blushed, smiling up at one another. Slowly but surely my length carefully pushed up into my little sister's slit. That hot tight tunnel wrapping around my length, making me shudder. Joey was right, this was amazing! Daisy seemed to loving it too, her eyes closed while she bit her lower lip making soft pleasured noises to me. I wasn't sure, but that might have had something to do with her getting wetter and slicker down there. Whatever the reason, it made it easier to slide into her. Though before long our difference in size caught up with us, my length thudding against the back of her tunnel, making her squeak, my length in almost enough so that my knot was all the way in her. As it was now, when my knot swelled up it would be spreading her poor tight little pussy lips.
I pulled back a little and panted some before instinct had me thrusting back and forth in her. Though I was careful to not my swelling knot in her, not wanting to hurt her. I was a little sad that I couldn't fit all of my cock into her but that was okay, it still felt amazing. Her pussy wrapped around my shaft was so warm and slick, the texture was even amazing. It wasn't long before I was shuddering and panting atop my sister, squirting into her tight sex. Hot brotherly cum pumping into her hot tunnel. She gasped and moaned with me having an orgasm herself shortly after mine. That nearly getting me to cum again, with her slit milking my shaft like that.
I'm not sure how long we lay there, panting, my cock as deep in her as I could go, knot pressing against the outside of her sex. We just snuggling and cuddling. When I pulled out of her and we started to get cleaned up, I explained how we shouldn't tell anyone about this. She readily agreed. And I smiled leaning in to kiss her, not as a sister but a lover. She was my first girl, after all, there was something special about that.
The next day was filled with hot wonderful incest, the two of use exploring each other's bodies. One time I even pushed up into my sister's rear using the slick wetness from her pussy and previous orgasms. That felt really good too, I would have to show Joey that one, since Daisy didn't seem keen on letting me do it again. By the time my parents had gotten home me and my little sister had grown quite fond of each other so much so that even after they got home Daisy would often sneak into my room at night and slip under the covers where we quietly made love. It was one of these nights that something different happened that changed everything.
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The next few weeks some I'll remember fondly. During the day I often got to be with my friend Joey, whom I had showed anal to. Using oils from the kitchen were able to put ourselves in each other's rumps, which was really close to how a pussy felt, not that I told him I knew. It was a little uncomfortable to let him push inside me too, but I owed him that. He letting me inside him twice as often as he wanted to be behind me. I think he enjoyed it a lot more than I did. And at night I often got to enjoy the warmth of my sister crawling into my bed. I was a well sexed little fox boy, and my parents were none the wiser to any of it.
Though one thing had been changing lately, that I noticed; my sister's scent grew much more arousing. I found it quite difficult to not get hard whenever she was around. I heard my parents talking about her first 'heat', but I didn't know what that meant. I did notice her being a lot warmer and wetter between her legs at night, though, and she was far more eager to crawl into my bed, some nights she barely waiting any time after our parents went to bed themselves. One night she had snuck in before my parents went to bed, it was a particularly cold night, windy and nasty outside, so I figured if we were caught we could use that as an excuse. Though really we should have waited still.
I was in the middle of enjoying my sister's warm snatch when I heard something in the hall. Both of us froze. Our parents were checking on us, and had noticed Daisy wasn't in her bed. I gasped quietly and accidentally thrust up into my sister. Suddenly my entire shaft was inside her, and the head of my shaft was enjoying something tight milking around it. Enough to get my knot to swell up instantly, locking me to my sister, he wiggled trying to free herself. I hissed a whisper in her ear to ignore it and pretend she was asleep, which I promptly tried to fake, despite my balls aching to release into my sister's heated body.
To this day I have no idea why my parents didn't make my sister get up and return to her bed. But they opened the door and saw us sleeping there and let out a "Aww, how cute" and smiled as they saw us sleeping there in my bed, not knowing that we were wide awake and I had my cock deep in my sister's pussy, about to blow my load into her. I heard the door click closed and felt my sister shift, and I lost it. My balls pulled up to my body and my cock pulsed inside my little sister's body. I didn't know it then, but my tip had actually pushed up into her receptive womb a little and was delivering a payload of hot incestuous sperm right where it could do the most damage. To us kids though, it was just a nice feeling. Well to me anyways. My sister quietly complained that she didn't get off, and so we were at it again a few minutes later. Of course now that we knew I could tie her, I did. Four times that night actually, each time squirting a thick load into my sister's heated womb. It was a wonder her belly didn't bulge the next morning with how much I squirted into her. Fortunately there wasn't much mess when we got up. Most of my cum staying bottled up in her womb thanks to her cervix. Daisy even commented that she could feel it shift around inside her, and was happy to spend the school day with some of her big brother inside her. We didn't know it, but over the course of that day, while Daisy was playing on the playground, my sperm had found one of her eggs and attacked it, neither of us aware what we had done.
Of course that wasn't the last time I painted her little womb. Several days passed as Daisy's scent slowly returned to normal, though by the time it did she was complaining that it hurt when I tried to go knot deep, so we started to just do it as we had before. Never knowing what my sperm had done inside her.
Eventually we brought Joey in on our secret, though he was more interested in me than my little sister, not that we minded. Though it was him that introduced us to condoms, those things Joey's dad had that first day I found out about sex. He then explained about pregnancy, me and Daisy played dumb, saying we hadn't done anything much, which made Joey relax, saying we would have risked too much otherwise. I bought a pregnancy test the next day. It came up positive of course.
I told Joey's dad first, actually. Not wanting to come clean with my parents. He gave me and Daisy the full version of 'the talk' and let us know exactly what it was we had done wrong. But he also made us tell out parents. They of course were furious saying that it was Joey's family that caused it. I grew some balls and yelled back saying that if they had let us go to health class to learn about this it wouldn't have happened. They were quiet a moment before just grounding me and continuing to yell at Joey's dad who took up my argument.
So now I'm sitting here in my room, listening to the yelling and ranting down stairs. My life is over and I know it. But as I'm sitting here, my door opened, and in walked my sister. A smile spreading across my muzzle, a resolution growing in my heart, I wasn't going to let them take the girl I loved away from me...
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