Adopted Fun
Nikolas slammed his locker shut and slung his book bag onto his shoulder. His tail twitched as he walked down the hallway. He was an albino wolf, an anomaly in the south. To add insult to injury his hair was pitch black while his eyes were ice blue. This made his peers shy away from him. However Nikolas did not look bad. He was tall and lean, with muscles a basketball player would have. His hair was cut just below his face and his bangs fell over his left eye. He had black snake bites and his ears were gauged, but not too big. His tail was bright white, soft and fluffy, just like the rest of him. His shirt was sporting his favorite band, Panic at the Disco. His cargo pants fell perfect over his black Vans and his Monster book bag completed the look.
Nikolas walked towards his sister Nekoal, whose friends slipped away before he got close. His sister was the "normal one", granted they were both adopted so they weren't really related. This helped Nikolas convince himself that his feelings weren't totally taboo. Nekoal has finally noticed that her friends were gone and turned around. Nikolas took a sharp breath at the picture she made. Nekoal was beautiful. She was a completely bright orange fox, except for the black stripe that started at her nose and trailed all the way down her back. She had bright emerald green eyes with a small stud in her eyebrow and nose. Her black shirt with green skulls hugged her breasts and waist. Her blue jean skirt came down about mid thigh and her clunky combat boots covered her feet. Her tail was long enough to wrap around her waist and fluffy enough to use as a pillow.
At this particular moment her eyes shone with excitement and Nikolas had a feeling that he would be going home alone. She bounded up to him and stood on her tiptoes to give him a peck on the cheek. Yep, going home alone. "I'm so sorry but my friends invited me to a party and I just couldn't say no. Mom already said it was ok so I'll see you later tonight," she rambled out at hyper speed. Nikolas couldn't help but laugh at the way her tail was twitching. "Okay. I'll see you later," he told her, smirking. Nekoal gave him a full watt smile and his breath hitched as she bounced away.
Nikolas brooded the whole way home in his car, a '96 Honda Civic. When got to the driveway he finally shook his head and decided not to worry about her. He went to his room and powered up his PS3. He put on his mic, fired up COD Ghost and lost himself in the virtual world. After 7 long hours of video games Nikolas decided to take a break. He had just sat down at the table with his sandwich when his cellphone rang. He picked it up and after a moment he said, "I'll be there soon." Nikolas grabbed his keys and raced out the door.
Nikolas pulled up to the curb and Nekoal climbed in. Her makeup was smeared and her eyes were bright red. "What the hell happened?" Nikolas asked her, concern tinging his voice. "Well we were just hanging out, drinking. And Jayce started to lead me upstairs. I thought he was taking me to the balcony but he took me to one of the bedrooms. He started to get real grabby and I told him to stop. Then he started yelling, calling me a tease," she broke off with a sob. Nikolas leaned over to give her a hug and the smell of alcohol overwhelmed his nose. "You're drunk!" he shouted accusingly. When all she did was nod her head he sighed and drove her home.
Nikolas was getting ready for bed when he heard a knock on his door. He opened his door to see Nekoal, with nothing on but a bra and panties. He stopped breathing. "Thank you for coming to get me," she told him, her face red. Nikolas was holding onto the doorknob with all he had. "Nekoal, what are you doing?" he asked her, his voice cracking. "I wanted to thank you," she said simply, taking a step toward him. Nikolas took a frantic step back. "Nekoal don't," he said, pleading. She stopped, "Why?" "Because I want to launch myself at you right now and you're drunk," he tried explaining. "But I want you to," she said, taking another step forward. Nikolas stopped in his tracks. "What?" he asked her. "I love you Nikolas and I want my first time to be with you," she said quietly.
Nikolas just stood there trying to process what his sister just said. Nekoal walked up to him and tentatively kissed him on the lips. He lost it and threaded his fingers into her hair. He brought her back and kissed her, almost roughly. She gasped and he slipped his tongue between her lips. Their tongues wrestled while she gently placed her hands on his biceps. He spun her around and laid her on the bed. She moaned as he rubbed his hands up and down her sides. "Were does this damn thing come off at?" Nikolas swore as he unsnapped her bra. His big hands cupped her breasts and she wriggled as his mouth lavished her nipples until they were tight little buds. She tore his shirt off and tan her hands up and down his hard stomach.
His hands went around her waist and he slipped her panties off in one slow motion. His head went down and he breathed in the musky scent of her slit. He nudged her thighs apart with his face and his thumbs separated her folds. His tongue lapped at her sweet nectar and he suckled her clit. Nekoal moaned and her hips rose off the bed. Nikolas slipped his tongue inside her and her back arched. She tangled her hands in his hair and cried out. She didn't recognize the sweet sensation curling low in her belly. Nikolas' tongue found the sensitive patch inside of her and he attacked it mercilessly. Nekoal cried out as her first orgasm ripped through her. Her insides clenched down as his tongue kept going, drawing out her orgasm. When she fell back on the bed Nikolas lifted his head. She was a quivering mass of pleasure. "Nikolas?" she asked unsteady. He smiled at her and slipped off his jeans. Her eyes widened as his erection sprang free.
He readied himself above her. He hesitated and she thrust her hips up. Nekoal cried out in pain as her hymen was ripped. Nikolas stopped, letting her get used to his size. "Are you okay?" he asked her, worried. She looked up at him and nodded. He pulled out part way and thrust himself back into her until his know hit her folds. Nekoal hissed at the pleasure. "Can I keep going?" Nikolas breathed out. "Yes, please," she groaned. He smiled. He started moving inside her and her legs wrapped around his waist. He started out slow, trying to stay in control. But with a groan he lost all his control. Nekoal cried out as he pounded into her, his knot trying to lodge itself inside of her. Nikolas moaned, the pleasure building. He thrust harder and his knot popped inside of her, making her groan.
Short deep thrusts were all he could manage now. He felt his climax coming and he reached between them and knuckled her clit. Hard. Nekoal shattered and cried out his name. Her viselike grip on his cock pushed Nikolas over the edge and he fell on top of her. They rode out the waves of pleasure together. A few minutes of trying to get their breathing under control proved it impossible. Nikolas pushed himself onto his elbows and smiled down at her. "I love you Nekoal," he told her, choking up. Her eyes swam and she kissed him gently. "I love you too Nikolas," she said. Nikolas tried to pull himself off her but hissed as his knot stopped him. "We can just lay like this," Nekoal told him a smile on her face. Nikolas smiled and laid next to her, still buried inside her sweet snatch. They snuggled up together and passed out.