A Hidden Secret
#3 of Is there True Love?
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A Hidden Secret.
Part 3
The soft whistle of the wind blows against the window, and thought the leaves of the trees. The soft meow in the dark alleyway of a tabby cat. A gentle rustle is heard from within a bedroom. The source of this sound, coming from the bed, a 17 year old girl, sleeping within it, is rolling about between the soft cotton sheets, which flow over her smooth, soft skin. She places her hand gently on her white belly, rubbing it softly while still in a dream state. She moans softly and rolls her head from side to side, over and over, as her body gets warmer against her hand. Her body suddenly starts shaking under the sheets as she lets out a quiet moan, the area around her inner thighs and thick tail stock, getting warmer still and start to become moist. A wave of pleasure runs though her body, from the source of the wetness, to the tips of her toes and fingers, she lets out a soft squeak. Soon her mind falls into a deep sleep once again as she rolls onto her side, her swollen vulva, still leaking its juices slightly onto the bed sheets.
*
"Wake up sleepy head!!"
A soft groan coming from Sophie as she stirred slightly within the bed sheets. Suddenly somebody jumped onto her bed, and her tail, causing her to squeak out loudly in pain, and then throw her pillow at who had just awoken her from her sleep.
"Oaf!!" said a voice as the pillow slammed into their face, and then they throw it back at her, ducking out of the way as the pillow got close to her, hitting the head rest of the bed instead.
"You not like your wake up call then?" they asked her.
"No I don't you little pest" she said, grabbing his arm, and tickled him, till he crumpled on the bed in a fit of giggles, while trying to wiggle himself free from her. As with all dolphins, she knew that tickling her brother in the right place would result in him submitting to her, which he did very quickly.
"Now tell me why you got me up at..... 7:30 am for?" she asked him, while trying to hide a yawn, while he beamed at her.
Unlike his sister who was a killer whale, he was a pilot whale like his family, and instead of a white belly and chin like hers, his belly was a grey colour and was shaped like a upside down anchor, and all his skin was black, which as a characteristics with the dolphins in what is known as the blackfish family. She frowned at him as he wasn't wearing anything again, as he normally did now that he was in his early teens, his thirteenth birthday only a couple of weeks ago now.
"Awww, can't a brother wake up his sister from her sleep?" he said in a sweet voice, but was looking at her in an evil way.
"No you can't, and I was hoping for a lying, as I don't have work today" she spat back at him. He smiled more at her and held out a letter
"For you." She went to grab it, but he pulled it away from her quickly, teasing her was something he liked to do a lot.
"I wonder why someone from the US would be writing to you. You haven't got a pen pal there have you?" he asked her, as he looked at the stamp suspiciously, the stamp mark saying that it came from the state of Florida, on the upper right hand corner.
"No I don't!! Now give me my letter!!" she shouted at him, lunging at him suddenly and pinning him to the bed under her body.
"Why sis, you're naked too"
"I don't care what you say. Give me my letter now!!" she said to him again, trying to pull the letter free from his hand, and not rip it at the same time, as he held onto it tightly, before throwing it onto the floor and hugging her instead, giggling as he did.
"You're all warm and wet too" he suddenly said to her, his eyes closed. She blushed as he said it and looked down at him "your warm too James" James giggled again "bro and sis together and warm, what are the chances of that?" already knowing the answer as he said it, while she moved and kissed him on the cheek softly. He let out a soft murrr from his throat and kissed her back.
"Where are mum and dad?" she asked him after a while as they hugged each other.
"Gone to work silly. Why you asking me? You should know that by now" looking at her curiously. She sat up after a few seconds, placing her feet onto the soft carpet and walking slowly over to the letter on the floor. He watched her more, and then got a pink flush on his belly at the site he saw, as she bent down to pick up the letter, her slit under her tail, pink and swollen. He closed his eyes and held the view in his mind. As he opened them again, she was facing him, the letter in one hand, the envelop in the other as she read it to herself quietly, her normally white belly, slightly pink and in full view to him. He admired the view and had grown use to the fact his sister looked different to all the other female dolphins he saw at school and in town.
While he was younger he wondered why she was different and didn't have breast at all, so one night he slipped into her bedroom at night with a torch as she slept to find out for himself.
Slowly he walked up to her bed, making sure not to make a sound and wake her up at the same time. Upon reaching her bed, he carefully slid under her bed covers, thankful that she was a very heavy sleeper, and was lying on her side as well, making what he wanted to do more easily. He slowly moved closer to her, making as little sound as possible as he slid more under her covers.
What felt like a life time, but was only less than a minute, he finally reached the area he wanted to look at and was interested in the most. Carefully he turned on his torch and took a look. What he saw puzzled him greatly. Instead of there being just one slit, which he expected to see, from looking at some of his fathers magazines, that were hidden in his parents room, there were three, one that he expected to see, and two others either side this one, which were a lot smaller in size. He looked at them curiously and then moved a hand slowly towards one, the torch in the other hand, holding it as steady as he can. Carefully he placed his fingers on the skin either side of the small slit, and started to gently pull the lips apart. What he saw amazed him, and left him more puzzled than before, a small lump hidden within, behind the lips. Without thinking at all, he touched it with a finger, feeling a warm spurt of liquid hit him. He let the lips go, watching the slit form again and hide the lump underneath; he moved his hand to feel at the warm liquid and tasted it, wondering what it was. It was milk, but not like the stuff he remembered, when he drank milk from the bottle or glass for breakfast sometimes, it was warm, rich in fat, and strangely sweet to the taste. It was something he didn't like the taste of and chose to clean it up later on.
His attention was now drawn to the even larger slit this time, staring at it for a while, the torch still on and shinning a beam of light towards it, letting him see in the dark. He then timidly moved his hand again towards it, carefully again he touched the skin either side of the slit, moving then slowly downwards towards the lips, millimetre by millimetre, wondering to himself all the time, why is he doing this, and then hearing someone else as if in his head saying exploring. He closed his eyes tightly and pressed his fingers on the lips of the slit. He slowly opened his eyes again and let out a soft sigh of relief. As he felt the skin under his fingers, he checked his sister for sighs of movement or waking up. Even he didn't want to get caught and told off by his parents if she found him doing this, because she would tell them what he was doing. The skin under his fingers felt warm and soft to the touch, and like with the smaller slit, he started to pull the lips apart carefully, teasing the lips apart slowly and gently apart from each other. He blinked a few times from what he saw, the light from the torch shining in her slit. The pink flesh hidden by the white lips of her skin, with a small triangle of pale black on either side as well now. The flesh was moist and warm, even though he was not touching it, he saw inside another lump, that was just over what looked like a closed hole, and lower down, a second one , which was closed tightly. He placed the torch in his beak, holding it with his teeth, and keeping the torch light on the slit he had just opened. "What am I going to do? Will she wake up and hit me. Will she tell mum and dad" he wondered as he looked at the wet and shiny flesh.
Suddenly, without warning the covers were off the bed and the lights were on. James was shaking as he looked up at his sister, who was looking back at him, but not in anger, but in wonder.
"What are you doing?" she asked him calmly, seeing him shaking and looking scared.
"I ... I .... I .... Was wondering .... Why you don't have what dad calls breasts" he stuttered. She then carefully sat up and pulled him onto her lap, something he didn't expect to happen at all, after what he had just done.
"I'm sorry. I won't do it again. I promise" he said quickly. "Don't tell mum and dad, please"
"I won't tell them, if you promise not to do this again, and forget about what you saw, and not tell anyone, or I will tell them" she replied in the same calm voice. He wished she was angry with him, his head bowed down, his hands back close to him body, looking at his feet, the torch lying on the bed, shining its beam on the sheets. What she did next, he wished she didn't do, she hugged him tightly and kissed him softly on the forehead.
"Now back to bed with you" putting him back down and watching him move quickly out of the door and close it slowly. She shock her head softly, and bent down to turn off the torch, and climbed back into her bed, placing the covers over her, before turning the light back off again.
"It's from Daniel" a voice from afar said suddenly. James blinked a few times and his sister came back into view quickly, the memory he was looking at fading back into his subconscious.
"Who?" he asked her, as she stood in the middle of her room still, looking at the letter.
"Daniel. He's a work colleague and" she let out a soft and warm sigh "a killer whale like me."
"Well what does he say?"
"He says that he's having a great time. It's raining a lot as well, with thunder and lighting every evening. He also says that his grandparents will be coming around to drop of his house keys, for when he's coming back" looking surprised as she said it.
"Why they doing that for?" James asked tilting his head, after a few seconds.
"It says here that his family are meeting up together in California, and that he wants to come back home and work, before he goes back to university. Seems he wants to build up his money again."
"Sounds more like he wants to see more of you, and get you into bed too" he said, smiling at her.
"Well," she placed the letter on her desk, "it looks like you need a girlfriend" smiling at him, her eyes looking down at his belly.
"Huh?" looking up at her and then down at where she was looking, blushing deeply as he saw, what she was seeing. His own slit having gone pink and swollen as well, thinking it must have occurred as he remembered some many years ago. His penis fully erected, and a deep pink colour as well. He was still young and had more going to do, which judging by the size his father is, is quiet a lot to go.
"Been looking at naughty things again have you?" smiling as she walked slowly over to him, and then rubbing her hand teasingly over the firm length. He let out a loud churrring sound, his eyes closed, as his brother rubbed his length, enjoying it. After a while she stopped rubbing him, kissing him on the melon softly.
"I need to get washed and dressed now James"
"Awww, not fair. You always do this to me" he said looking upset, but not sounding it at all. He jumped off her bed and walked off to his own room, stopping at the door of her room, and looking back at her.
"Will we, you know, umm, do what mum and dad say we have to do when we reach 13?" he asked her. She looked at him, shaking her head softly.
"No. it will be with someone your own age" she said calmly, as she laid out her clothes on the bed for the day, before turning to go to the bathroom to wash and shower. She walked past James and smiled down to him as he looked up at her. She stopped for a while and rubbed his firm length again, from the thick base, the thin and tapered tip. James let out a soft gasp and moans at the rub, enjoying the teasing rubs she gave him.
"What do you say to doing what mum and dad say you have to do soon, sometime in the future together" she said softly to him, smiling down at him more, letting go of his length once more. She headed into the bathroom and closed the door behind her, the sound of the lock clicking bring James back to his senses. He closed her door and walked down the corridor to his room, closing the door behind him.
*
The sound of the ringing of a door bell filled the room later that same day at the house Sophie lives in. first to the door was James, as he was in the lounge. With the clicking of a lock the door opened slowly inwards. He looked up and what he saw surprised him.
"Hello, we are here to drop off Daniel's house keys" said one of the sea lions to James, who he recognised from the voice and look of the clothes.
"I thought Daniel was a killer whale and not a sea lion" James said
"Oh he is an orca" said the second sea lion, which had a more feminine voice and clothing on, "but he is also our grandson."
"I thought sea lions and seals hated orcas though?"
"He has grown on us, the more we have been with him, and him with us" said the first again. "May we come in?"
"Sure you can," James said, and he showed them in, "go down into the kitchen" and he closed the door by slamming it into the door frame.
"JAMES!!!" shouted a voice from the kitchen within a second of the sound of the door slamming, "how many times have I told you not to slam the door"
"Enough times" he said quietly to himself, mostly under his breath, showing Daniels grandparents into the kitchen.
Sophie was sitting at the table with a bowl of what looked like to be cereal and was feeding it to her baby sister, who was just over 9 months old, and was kicking up a fuse, like a lot of babies do at this difficult age of life. She looked up at the two new faces in the room as was just as surprised and curious as her brother was.
"Um, hi. Can I help you at all?" looking at them, their face fur and most of it still black with a few hints of grey as well dotted around. Their brown eyes full of curiosity as they looked around the room.
"We're here to drop off Daniel's keys for when he comes back from Florida, dear" said one of them.
"I didn't know that Daniel lived with sea lions" Sophie said.
"And we didn't know you lived with pilot whales, but that's the way things are" said Daniel's grandfather, his wife had gone around the table to the baby in her highchair. Fits of giggles coming from her, as she enjoyed herself for the first time in a while, and the day since she got up.
"You're a natural with babies' ma'am" Sophie said after a few seconds.
"Well when you have raised 3 children of your own and have 6 grandchildren, it's easy to know what they want and when they do" she replied to Sophie, carefully picking up the youngest in the room in her arms. "What's her name?"
"Oh, it's Rachael, she's been a bit sick, so please be careful with her" Sophie said sounding concerned.
"I will be" and she held her up and gave Rachael a raspberry on the belly. Rachael giggled loudly and kicked her legs and tail about in the air.
"Right young man, here is Daniel's house key and also the address to his house, and some information you need to know as well" said the man as he sat himself in a chair carefully, looking at James, though his glasses.
"How old are you sir?" James asked, looking though his own glasses as he helped himself to toast and orange juice.
"I'm as old as my little finger, but a bit older than my teeth" he replied. James looked at him more and decided not to ask any further.
"You getting ready for the Quaritie rights?" he asked James, who blushed at being asked this question.
"How do you know about that?" he stuttered back after swallowing the toast in his mouth.
"Because Daniel had to go though it when he was your age" he smiled to James as he said this. "He kicked up a right fuss when we told him he had to do it. Locked himself in his room for a couple of days and refused to come out" he chuckled softly and poured himself an orange juice while James watched. "When he finally came out of his room, we took him off to do the Quaritie rights, and from what I recall he said he refuse to do anything like it again. And so far he hasn't, as he likes to be on his own. That's why he has never settled with a girlfriend I think."
"What happened to him, to make him say and do that? Surely who ever he was with, when he did the rights would still be in contact with him, and they have to stay together for a year too" James said, looking bewildered by the news of this. "What species of dolphin was he with when he did the rights, anyway?"
"Well I won't say it was with another dolphin when he did the Quaritie rights, but with a beluga whale" he replied with a sad look on his face. "Daniel said he hated very second of it, as she kept going on about orcas killing her species in the Artic seas. So he stormed out and refused to see her again, or go near where the rights are done."
"I can see why he did that then, I would if I was him." James looked out of the window into the garden, when he felt a paw being placed on his shoulder. He turned to look at the owner of the paw and couldn't help but smile. Even though his father did this a lot, he never saw the same kind of kindness in his fathers' eyes than he did right now, with the stranger, who was his sisters' friends, grandparent.
"You will be alright" he said softly, "there is no need to be scared at all. Well we need to be going dear" he said looking back to his wife now.
"Okay" she said, not before placing a wet, whiskery kiss on Rachael's cheek, before placing her back into her high chair carefully again.
Both James and Sophie showed them to the door and waved them goodbye. "What nice people they were"
"Yeah they were. Never knew Daniels grandparents were sea lions. Any how, you have his door key?" Sophie asked her brother, looking at him.
"Yep. Why do you ask?"
"Because I want to look around his house later. You have his address too?"
"Yeah. Came with a small list as well of stuff to do" James said.
"Like?" Sophie asked looking at the keys in her hand after James gave them to her.
"Feeding the cat, and placing some milk into the fridge as well. Small stuff really. Can I come with you when you do? Please?"
"Sure you can, but not now. Maybe once Rachael is asleep later today, or when mum and dad are home, okay?" she said to him, making the okay sound stronger with her voice.
"Okay. Be fun looking in his room and seeing what cool stuff he might have in his room" James finally said after a few seconds, before he closed the door again, but this time not slamming it, as Sophie was with him.
To be continued.....