Who Needs Fireplaces?
#1 of Warming To You
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"This is your fault" Barked the female canine as she kicked the raised ass of her step-brother, kneeling on the floor facing away from her.
"Is not, it was your idea to put the damn thing on, how am I supposed to know how it works?" replied the male.
Meet Byte and Stella. Their parents married when they when Byte 12 and Stella has just turned 14, but she was only a year above him in school. Their parents had just bought a lovely wooden cottage out in the country for them to spend the winter in this year, but business had held them up. They both worked for Stella's dad's company which consumed a lot of their time, in this case, a whole week.
That morning, their short flight arrived, Byte could drive, so they rented a car and drove to the cottage, that journey however, was not as short. It was the late afternoon before they finally got there. Stella had moved to the back seat after lunch and fell asleep, she couldn't be blamed though, she stayed up all night to make sure they caught their flight. When he was 10, Byte's dad died, his parents had divorced when he was 6 so he only got to see him for about 2 weeks a year, but his death still hit him hard. He never really connected with Stella's dad after his mother remarried, but Stella took him under her wing, acting as a second mother, giving him all the extra love he could need.
His lithe yet strong body was able to carry her from the car into the cottage after he had let himself in and unloaded the car, and of course, claim the room he wanted. He put her down on the couch, her thin canine figure, long legs, slightly underdeveloped breasts and a natural pure breed brown coat, with a little white spot on her forehead. He had white as snow fur, all over, same as his mother. His father was black furred, but he still came out pearly white. It was about 8PM, after the sun had set and the night turned the air cold that Stella had woken and ordered him to start the fire.
"For gods sake Byte let me do it, how hard could I be to light a simple fire?" Groaned the femme as she stopped nudging his ass with her foot to give it a go herself. She leant on her hands and knees next to him and used her body to knock him aside. She was bigger than him, thanks to her age, but they still looked similar side by side, almost like real brother and sister. As she peered into the fireplace she became quickly silenced. Byte, who had fallen over from her bumps, chuckled to himself.
"Simple fire eh sis?" rolling over onto his back to avoid her swipe.
"Shut it, I can still figure it out without breaking anything off it... oh.. umm..."
Byte could hardly contain himself as he rolled on the floor in a fit of laughter as Stella stared dumbstruck at the small plastic knob in her hand after she pulled it off the artificial fires controls. She consequently threw it at him, catching his elbow. "Hahahahahah-hey! Its not my fault! I only half broke it, you went and pulled it apart." He had to dodge back quickly as she pounced with her front paws to grab at him. She flopped face first into the large fluffy white rug before screaming madly into it, like a teen into her pillow.
"Its fine, there's heating upstairs, we'll be fine overnight." Comforted the male, kneeling next to her. Lifting her head and blowing the fringe of her matching, lower back length hair out of her face,
"Yeh I know, but I wanted to sit in here before I went to bed." She rolled onto her back and breathed heavily, resting her hands on her stomach.
"Get up, its still warm, i'll get the duvet from Mums bed and you can have that on the couch, yeh?" He never called his step-dad 'dad' or the pair of them his parents. Despite his seamless attachment to Stella, he just never clicked with her dad.
20 minutes passed since he came down with the duvet wrapped around him like a Greek goddess, he usually did silly things to cheer her up, and this one worked... mostly because he tripped on the last few and slid towards her on the wood flooring, but still.. he looked funny in his toga. He sat in the single armchair as she laid across the couch with the covers, reading a book each. She had changed into her pj's, loose cotton bottoms and a button up shirt in plain blue, rather cute looking on her as she read intently. After a while Stella threw her book to the ground, the hardback causing a loud noise as it collided with the wood floor. Making Byte jump seemed to amuse her as he actually lost grip of his own book in surprise.
"Gah! Hey don't do that!" Making a fake throw at his sister with the book in hand before composing himself and placing it on the table between the two seats.
"Booooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrredddddddddddddd!" Boomed the femme as she rolled and kicked in her duvet cocoon.
"Well, I could put my speakers on with my MP3? Runs on batteries for a good couple of hours if you like?" Luckily the pair had a lot of equal tastes, mainly Music and Film. This of course, made it very difficult for the femme to disagree with his idea.
"Sure, go grab it." He took any excuse to run, the lack of fire DID make the lower half of the house very cold, even Stella noticed it inside her wrap. It took him less than a minute to set it all up, just a small speaker set you plug into your headphone slot, but it was loud enough to give a clear sound as he put on their favourite tune. Stella murred happily as she wigged back into a comfortable position.
Byte's estimate was way off, about 35 minutes later the batteries conk out on the speakers, sending the room into another deathly silence, broken only by their matching sighs. Luckily, the quick thinking male had an idea.
"I got it!" He squealed almost instantly, despite not being asked to 'get' anything.
"Close your eyes, count to 10, Hide and Seek!" he chittered with a childish grin. She stared at him with a bemused look before rolling her eyes and closing them.
"10!" With a startled 'ooh' Byte realised she'll play along. She heard him moving as she counted slowly to 10, she sat up whilst she counted counting.
"Zero! Ready or not here I.. what the!?!" She then flipped back onto the couch with thunderous laughter as she spotted Byte, directly in front of her, stripped to his white boxers, laying face down on the white rug.
"So..w-w-worth it-t-t!" He shivered from the floor as he laughed himself.
"Aww bless you Byte, you really do know how to cheer me up something proper." "Been wanting t-t-to pull that joke s-s-since I first s-s-saw the rug!" She laughs once more before leaning back into a lie down position, opening up the duvet, inviting him in. "Get in you stupid boy, your gonna freeze!"
"S-s-so worth it!" he repeats, wrapping his arms around himself as he shivers over towards her.
She really did look after him, sure he could have put his clothes back on, but they were too comfy, and he was too cold, to want to go back and change it now. With her being taller and already at the back of the couch, she spooned him, wrapping her arms around his shivering form. It was warmer, both their body heats contained within the duvet shell keeping both of them warmer than they expected. He nuzzled her arms, wrapped around his upper torso as she instinctively kissed the back of his head. She took one of her hands and rubbed his chest softly, just a little motion to create heat. She thought nothing of it as he silently played with the short fur on his chest. He barely noticed it, but the warmth could be felt after a while as his short tail wiggled slightly between them, wedged between Stella's legs. But something happened to her, something she couldn't quite explain or justify, it was nothing more than a childish urge. She wanted to bring him to erection, simply for the amusement. Perhaps to tease him with it, make jokes to break the mood, but after thinking it over, she concluded that laughing at her step brothers erection may cause problems in their relationship, so she decided not to. But her hands didn't, as she found herself unable to prevent her fingers tips from inching their way down his chest with each soft stroke. Her legs trembled softly in excitement.
'Could I want this? Am I really understanding what i'm about to do?' she asked herself in her head as she thought back to about 2 years ago, when she secretly saw him masturbating in the bathroom as she passed, remembering her urge to stay and watch, but forcing herself to ignore it and keep walking. But she didn't force herself to look away this time, her body did the exact opposite, her hand creeping down to his navel. He moves, reacting to her touch like a tolerable tickle, breathing inwards, she feels his stomach inhale away from her fingertips, he breaths out again, inflating it, but the added size from his deep breath pushing her fingers down as they make contact with his snow white boxers.
His eyes shot open from his dozing dream, 'her hand!?' he panicked, wondering if she had fallen asleep and it naturally fell there, being semi-concious he was unaware of how much time had passed.
'No, she's awake, their moving.. I can feel them..' closing his eyes again as her digits stroke and crawl over the hem of his underwear. 'What should I do? I want her to stop, but I want her to keep going so much more!' Mind racing with thoughts of what to do in response, he finally decides, taking her second arm, still wrapped around his chest, raising it to his maw and kissing it softly. 'If she wanted to do it, that should be enough to let her know i'm ok with it.. I just hope.. this isn't all a misunderstanding.'
He breaths sharply as he feels her nails slip underneath the elastic, delving slowly downwards, towards his now rapidly growing arousal. The warmth suprised her, the heat coming from the small area warming her up quickly as she took the final leap. Fingers stretching as she felt the moistened, sticky tip, of his already fully protruded member. Gasping at first contact, she felt him jump, causing it to bounce slightly as his pulse quickened. Crossing the final barrier, no holds barred now as she threw all caution to the wind as he stretched deeper, stroking her way down to his warm sheath. "Stella...?" He murmured softly as she let her fingers wrap around the base slowly. "Shhh.." she cooed "..I want this.. I'm sure of it."
He nodded and closed his eyes, deciding to enjoy whatever his step-sister had to offer him. She carefully slid up towards his exposed member, running a finger along its length and back again before wrapping her hand around the base of it, above the recessed sheath. Taking her time, she pawed him very slowly, taking 4-5 seconds from each trip from base to tip, getting used to his shape and threshold. Gradually speeding, she found herself casually tossing him now, one arm underneath his, curled under his neck to hold him, the other reaching over around his hip, hand deep into his boxers, masturbating him for her own enjoyment, as much as his.
"Let me.." he left unfinished as his unoccupied hands slid down his underwear, taking care not to disrupt what she was doing. Laying naked in front of her with his back pressed firmly to her chest, he took the chance of his hands being moved to squeeze it between them, rubbing her soft tummy after lifting her top up enough for direct contact. "Mmmm.." he growled into his ear as she quicked a little in encouragement. "..feel free to explore as well brother." Nuzzling the back of his neck as he nodded smiling, blissful in the pleasure she gave him as his hand slid down under the loose elastic of her bottoms, towards a clear giver of heat.
Her lips felt soft and puffy as he felt them for the first time, but that was only her tightly squeezed legs causing such an effect. He nudged her thigh, she understood, lifting a leg up, clearing his way towards her warm sex spot. Taking his middle finger, he used to to slide along the small canyon formed by her closed lips, slowly parting them as he stroked the length up and down. She squeezed his member in response as he brushed over her hooded clitoris for the first time. Groaning into his ear as she rapidly speeded up her pawing, twisting her hand in rhythm as his pre collected at the tip. He had fully parted her lips now as he circled the source of a small trickle, lubricating her slit.
"Want me to...?" He asked, she nodded against his back as he held two fingers together and applied pressure, the trickle turning to a stream as he parted the tight hole, invading with his pair of digits. She squeezed him hard, her quick pawings grinding to a halt as she felt his first entry, she was slick, he found it easy to bury his fingers to the hilt in her, even at such an angle, but it was clear the angle was a problem, and she wanted more.
"Face me.." growled the femme ".. do it properly.. together.." Unsure of what she meant by 'properly' he slowly rolled over, allowing her hand to stay wrapped around him, with his fingers still locked in her. He faced her, seeing her eyes closed he did the same as she began her movement again, starting slow, but noticeably increasing speed. He teased her a little more first, slowly retracting his fingers from her warm love hole. As he lay facing her, he realised that with a simple look down, she would be able to see his cock being worked by her, and he could see his hand over her cunny, half missing from being inside her. He thanked the covers though, covering them up, still keeping a little innocence to their actions, despite he was now well and truly fingering his step sister, and according to her sounds, he did it rather well. Curving his fingers inside her as he slowly thrusted in and out, if it weren't for her matching gasps, the quiet squelch could have been heard as her juices rushed by his fingers.
Keeping a distance between their genitals meant she had easy access to his cock as she easily jerked it in response, stroking it rapidly, feeling the pre-cum stick to a finger as she rubs over his tib.
She leans her head forward, resting her forehead on his as she groaned a long and loud groan. 'So soon?' He though.. 'Good.. I wouldn't have been able to hold much longer.. why? Its my step-sister, why does this make me want to spend my seed so quickly?'
'So soon? He's only been doing it for a few minutes and already i'm on the brink of climax? Ohh.. I want him.. I want to cum over his hand.. my step brother.. my brother.. MY brother!'
"AH! Oooohhh!" Her moans of extacy broke her from though as she convulsed around his digits, flushing out her cum as she orgasmed over his hand. She gushed fluids as he actually increased pace during her climax. To her own amazement, she was able to keep pawing him during these waves of pleasure, she even sped up and tightened her grip, causing him great increase in pleasure. Then the penny dropped for her, 'If I speed up when i'm cumming.. and he's sped up inside me... then..'
"Sis! I'm gonna... GAHHH!" Moaning loudly, his fingers unable to do anything but spasm inside of her, driving her orgasm on, he felt his load grow and begin its journey along his shaft as she tossed it out of him. The angle she held it at meant it could only go one place, right between them, and onto her. The bottom of her top lifted from when he stroked her tummy offering a perfect landing spot as he bit his lip, the first shot of his load exiting the tip, crossing the small gap between them and plastering wetly onto her exposed fur. She gasped, eyes opening from their closed bliss during her still continuing orgasm, as she felt his seed matte the fur on her tummy. Shot after shot exploded from his tip as she kept her rapid pawing pace, feeling it splash wetly as the shots grew thicker after flushing out the pre, the now larger globs clinging to her fur and pasting itself to her as he kept on cumming. Both amazing at how long their own, and their siblings orgasms lasted, fueling more out of them as she kept clenching his fingers fucking her cunny whilst her hand pumped for more cum, her brown fur hidden under a layer of silver spooge as her entire lower chest became the canvas for his incredible orgasm. Finally, their minute of intensity slowed as his hand relaxed, releasing a pent up stream of cum squirt and trickle into his palm as the last of his flow ran down her hand and dripped onto the couch.
Feeling her bottoms soaked after standing up a good 15 minutes later, her top removed to stop it getting stuck to her spooged tummy, she had not other choice but to take them off, standing naked before her brother, laying happily on the couch, covers kicked off as she got up, with his semi erect cock displayed before her. "Mmm.. what a mess.." she cooed, excited by her coat of cum, but afraid to touch it. "I'll go clean it up, you wait here." She ordered
"Yessir!" He teased with a salute "So I guess we wont be needing the fireplace anymore?" He called after her as her small ass wiggled away from him, tail swaying happily.
"Not at all.. wont be needing your bed for a week either." She winked over her shoulder before turning the corning into the kitchen.
Yeh.. thats right.. I didnt put the @@ in the middle so you could skip to it, I spent 3 nights working on this, so read the whole damn thing..
I want to thank my friend 'Broken Lust' for helping me out, reading the draft ect.
This WILL BE a series, me and Broken decided we would work on it together to explain their week along, and what happened when their parents arrive... a day early perhaps?
Thanks for reading, any questions, comments, gripes or moans, DO let me know, its all help. Oh and if this 'helped' with anything today, please do let me know, great encouragement.
Cy