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This story was written for Day #4 of Kinktober 2017! Today's theme is Incest, and the story was written for Kemper! It contains M/F sex between consenting adults. :3

Another Side

For the entirety of his life, Kemper had always been awed by the things he learned about his sister. In many ways he'd never gotten over that childhood wonder of believing that an older sibling was this absolute force of nature, able to do things he himself could never imagine doing and to know things that in all his years and experiences Kemper had never even come close to learning anything whatsoever about. He had always loved Shelby, respected her and cared deeply for her. He had always liked her too... well, as much of the time as siblings ever liked each other, anyway, and the older he'd gotten, the more chances there had been for him to hang out with his sister as something more akin to a friend than just a brother, he had accepted with glee and relish.

Thus as Kemper woke up in Shelby's bed, blushing, shivering and trying not to gasp aloud as he felt the warm, gentle breathing of his sister on the back of his neck and realised that everything from the past twelve or so hours had not been a dream, he felt an odd lack of guilt. An absence of shame, or sorrow, or regret or anger or anything like that. He felt... happy. He felt loved. He felt... and his cheeks flushed as he realised this, like he wanted to do some more of what they'd done last night, right now.

He resisted that urge though. Not because he wanted to deny himself that joy, but because right now there was a different kind of pleasure to be had. A chance to explore a whole new side to his sister as he lay in bed with her, feeling her warm breath and warm body against him, not a stitch of clothing between them and far fewer secrets regarding desires, wants and preferences than there had been the night before.

A minute passed. Then two. Then five. Then ten, and all the while Kemper just lay there relaxing and indulging in his sister's embrace and the feel of her bare form pressed up against him. Finally, just as he was beginning to feel so comfortable and so loved that he was beginning to wonder if he might just drop back off to sleep, he felt her shift. He felt a cool, damp nose press against the back of his neck, and lips pecking at his soft fur and flesh.

"Morning, Shel..."

He murmured, blushing and smirking a little as he felt his sister jump, obviously not realising he was already awake.

"Hey."

She only spoke that one word, but it said volumes. It was whispered in such a contented, joyous sigh. The sound not only of a person who was physically and sexually satisfied, but of one who was so glad to still be waking up in the same bed as the person who had granted them that satisfaction. Kemper rolled over, not leaving the arms of the big spoon surrounding him but turning so that he could face Shelby head on. Their noses bumped. They blushed. Smiled. They kissed. His hands wrapped around her, and her legs wrapped around his. She purred as she felt his erection pressing up against her thighs, Kemper moaned softly.

"I always wondered why you never got any of our canine heritage..."

Shelby giggled, wagging her rather dog-like tail as though to prove her point before reaching down between them and oh so playfully running her fingers over the pointed tip, down the length of Kemper's hard cock, towards the as yet mostly un-engorged girth of his knot.

"Guess I know where it is now, huh?"

She wrapped her hand more firmly around his length, grinning as Kemper moaned loudly. Without waiting for any further conversation, without asking, without needing to, she pushed Kemper onto his back and scrambled up onto him. His hands roamed up her dark furred body, cupping her breasts from below and caressing the swollen nipples with his thumbs. They grinned at each other toothily, only for those grins to be split by a shared moan of pleasure and excitement as Shelby shifted herself slightly and brought the flushed, already slightly glistening lips of her pussy to bear against the very tip of Kemper's member.

They'd fucked the night before of course, several times truth be told. But now, the morning after that first frantic night of exploration and boundaries being smashed, the siblings found themselves in a state to better relish and savour the lead up to these acts rather than simply the pleasure and wild passion of the acts themselves. Kemper growled happily as Shelby lingered at the tip of his cock, rocking her hips back and forth and gasping as each time her buttocks slipped back she felt the very tip of her brother's shaft graze against the far smaller but every bit as tender flesh of her clitoris.

They watched, transfixed as the male's member glistened with a mixture of Shelby's and indeed Kemper's own arousal, just the firs few inches to begin with, but then trickles and streams of arousal rolling down its length until practically the entirety of the male's member was shimmering with a thin layer of liquid lust. All the while Kemper's hands were still revelling in the warmth and the feel of his sister's breasts in his grasp, not to mention the way he could make her blush and let loose whatever breath she was holding just by flicking his thumb oh so delicately over the nipple, a far stronger response than if he applied a more firm touch. More than once Shelby leaned over and kissed Kemper on the muzzle, their tongues slipping out to toy with one another's lips and trace across the smooth, sharp surface of their sabre-like teeth. They always ended up in the same situation though, inevitably drawn back to each of them staring at their intimately connected crotches as Kemper's cock throbbed and Shelby's pussy drooled with pleading, eager desperation, both simultaneously longing for this feeling of anticipation and wondrous intimacy to continue, and for it to be replaced by pure, potent pleasure.

Much to Shelby's delight, it was Kemper who blinked first in their ongoing game of very lewd incestuous chicken. One moment they were looking at each other, blushing and growling as Shelby rubbed her brother's cock against her clit once again, and a second or so later as she slid his tip back through her lips to the opening of her pussy his hands were on her hips, fingertips digging into her flesh and holding her in place as with a guttural cry he thrust sharply, urgently upward.

"A-ahhh!"

He was in her. She was around him. They were together, at last, again.

But even then, as they rested together trembling and moaning with every last inch of Kemper's cock resting inside of Shelby, her hips pressed firmly to his own and her hands resting in the lush fur upon his chest, they didn't fuck. Once more they waited. They savoured. They lingered and indulged in every aspect of this feeling and ever last instant of this stage of proceedings. Their hands laced through one another, fingers entwining together and squeezing warmly, lovingly. They blushed, smiled, trembled happily at the sensation of walls squeezing, of Kemper's cock throbbing and leaking pre-cum within his sister's hot, wet depths. And with voices strained in their near unfathomable delight, panting and whimpering every few words, they spoke.

"T-tell me... tell me some things I don't know about you."

Kemper purred longingly to his sister, grinning as she cocked her head down towards him, only for that expression of curiosity to be momentarily overwhelmed by a look of pure lust and desire as his cock twitched inside her and set off a series of spasms from her own inner walls.

"What... oohh..., oh... w-what kind of things? Like... like how when I was seven, I really hated one of dad's records he always used to play, so I took it out of the box, snapped it over my knee, then dragged you over to play with your blocks beside the box and the broken pieces?"

The male's eyes widened.

"That was you?! Dad always used to joke that he still hadn't forgiven me for that, even if I was just a baby."

Shelby giggled uncontrollably, and Kemper began to laugh too. Their mirth didn't last long however as the jiggling motion of their bodies against one another proved too pleasurable, turning laughter to lust in short order. Kemper dragged himself upright by the elbows, wrapping his arms around Shelby and leaning her back slightly as she rested in his lap, kissing her playfully on the lips as she continued to beam and blush.

"Actually, I meant more like... tell me some things you would never have told me before yesterday. Tell me... the dirtiest dream you've ever had. Tell me how many times I almost walked in on you masturbating growing up. Tell me anything you want to about this Shelby. Not my sister. My..."

His voice trailed off, and the feline male frowned for a moment before returning his gaze to Shelby's own.

"No, y'know what, forget not calling you my sister. You aren't my lover, you're not a fuck-buddy, or a friend with benefits, or a... god, I don't even know what else. You're my sister. But... you're the sister I'm sleeping with. So, tell me something that she'd like to share with the brother she's fucking."

Shelby beamed and kissed her brother once again, the two of them lingering in the warm, upright embrace as ever so gently now she began to rock herself on his lap, not thrusting, not riding, just gently grinding back and forth upon his swollen, aching cock.

"I... l-let's see. Oh. Ooohh, Kemper... I know. My favourite toy. I... I've had it, u-used it since I was... well, basically since I knew how to. I've bought myself proper toys since then. Vibrators. A proper big old floppy rubber cock for when I want to feel extra full. But even now... i-if I'm going to bed and I just want to feel fucking amazing, I always go for my favourite toy."

Her eyes drifted to the right, to her bedside cabinet. Kemper's gaze followed her own, and he growled as he looked at the drawer at the front and wondered what was inside it. When he looked back to Shelby however, she giggled and shook her head.

"Not the drawer, goofus. O-on top. Remember. I said I've had this toy for a while. What's on that table that you remember seeing at home when I still lived there?"

Kemper looked back to the table once more. He glanced over the various items strewn over its surface. A small lamp, Shelby's phone and his lying across one another, a half full glass of water, her hairbrush, an unopened pack of aspirin, a...

His eyes snapped back to one of those items in particular, the only one that seemed remotely familiar aside from his phone. He looked back at Shelby, eyes widening, and a deep growl escaped his muzzle as he leaned in to kiss her deeply before breaking it with another impassioned growl.

"Okay, that's just fucking hot."

To demonstrate his point the feline male's cock flexed hungrily within his sister, and they both groaned as when Shelby's pussy clenched around him in response they could both feel the greater resistance, the greater tightness of her walls around his swelling knot. Shelby murmured lustily, giggling as she kissed Kemper on the tip of the nose.

"Wanna see me use it? I... I've never done it like that in front of someone before. It's always been a me thing. But I would, for you."

Kemper looked back at the hairbrush for a moment, at the smooth plastic handle with its rounded end, the material still emblazoned with the same blue plastic and silver stars as way back when Shelby had first gotten it many years before. Only now, the material of the plastic on the handle was a few shades lighter than that on the actual back of the brush, faded from... use. He groaned hungrily at the mere thought of witnessing that, and it almost broke his heart to look back at his sister and shake his head.

"I do. Of course I do. But... not right now."

He squeezed her in his arms and nuzzled against her blushing face.

"I don't wanna let you go right now, Shelby. I don't want this to stop. Not for anything."

She looked happy to hear him say that, overjoyed even. The feline woman returned the kiss and wagged her dog-like tail gleefully as she did so. They were both breathing heavily by now, and that only intensified as the gentle rocking of Shelby against Kemper increased in pace, in force just enough to be visibly noticeable.

"I... I don't want it to stop either. What I want... god, I... I want to feel your knot, Kemper. So big. S-so thick, like last night, that I can't get away from it. I want to be locked here. With you. Unable to leave the bed, unable to let you go for... f-for anything."

Shelby's rocking grew faster still, and indeed before long she was rocking against Kemper with such force that she pushed him away from her, down onto his back once again. She grinned, panting and huffing as he stared up at her with transfixed wonder, and as she began to actively lift herself up and off his cock in the beginnings of more vigorous, urgent riding, she murmured to her sibling tenderly.

"Y-you just let me take care of everything, little brother."

Shuddering happily, Kemper didn't know how he could possibly do anything else under the circumstances. Thus he did. He let his big sister fuck him. He let her set the pace, the rhythm, he let her dictate every move her body made against his, and aside from the involuntary throbbing of his cock and the twitching of his tail, practically every move he made towards her. It was her hands who guided one of his between her legs, who manoeuvred his thumb into position against her clit and guided him in precisely how to rub it in time with her own motions. It was Shelby, in spite of Kemper's pleading who pushed to keep riding her brother hard right up to the moment when she felt his knot swelling beyond her capacity, coming so very close to being trapped on the wrong side of it and grunting savagely as she forced herself down around that almost entirely engorged cluster of flesh and nerves with a thick, slurping pop.

And thus, after minutes of fevered, knotted humping that shook the bed and indeed seemed to make the very foundations of Kemper's world rock violently as he stared up at his sister's pleasure-stricken face and realised that he was a part of causing that beautiful sight, it only seemed right that Shelby would be the one to decide when it was time for her brother to cum.

"Let go, Kemper."

He whimpered desperately, starting to rub and pleasure his sister's clit more firmly with his thumb but gasping as she reached down with a trembling hand of her own and stopped him, slowing him back to his previous pace.

"B-but... I... aahh... I w-want... I want you to cum with me."

Shelby shuddered and growled gleefully under her breath.

"I... I will, lil' bro. I promise you. All I need... a-all I want, is to feel you cumming inside me first. Do it. Cum in me a-again, Kemper... and I swear, I'll cum so hard. I'll be right there with you."

It was undeniable that their relationship had changed, that Kemper and Shelby had taken a step into an unknown that would mean they could never just be brother and sister in the traditional sense again. But in that moment, as Shelby beamed down at her brother while she ground herself feverishly against his crotch and his thick knot throbbed against her g-spot, it didn't matter what new sides and new wonders Kemper had learned or would continue to learn about this incredible woman. She was already incredible. She was already beautiful and warm and kind and everything he could ever have asked for.

She was his big sister, and even now she was refusing to give in to her own delight until she could see with her own eyes and feel within her own body that her little brother was right there with her.

"Please, Kemper."

He growled happily, nodding and doing everything in his power to fight his instincts, to not hold back no matter how much his body wanted him to.

"I'm g-gonna do it, Shelby..."

She whimpered in mindless elation, eyes rolling back into her head and indeed her head falling loose upon her shoulders.

"Yes. Yes, brother. In me... inside..."

He rubbed her clit harder. She didn't stop him this time, but instead cried out at the top of her lungs. The sound alone was enough to bring Kemper to the brink, and that combined with the sudden violent clutching of her walls around his shaft and his thick, swollen knot were more than enough.

"Shelby!"

He mewled adoringly.

"Kemper!"

She begged right back at him, and together; not one after the other but in perfect, near seamless unison, they let loose with a single, ear-splitting yowl of pure ecstasy. Kemper's cum lashed deep into his sister's beautiful, clutching body, and her uncontrolled arousal poured out over the base of his knot as she flung herself forward into the embrace of the arm not still devoted solely and unrelentingly to grinding its thumb against her clit even through every throb, every quiver and every savage, overwhelmed shriek to be born of that hyper-sensitive little nub in the seconds to come.

Together they touched the heavens at the height of their pleasure, clinging, whimpering, unable to catch a single breath to the point where their chests burned and they felt so light-headed they swore they were going to pass out. But somehow, by some miracle, consciousness remained for both of them. And when finally their peaks passed, and they were left shaking like leaves, mewling, gasping, so drained of energy and of ecstasy that they couldn't even turn their heads to kiss, simply pecking blindly at whatever furred flesh lay before them, they simply remained that way. Limp, loose, unable to move from where they had fallen into that post-coital stupor, and with no intention of doing so even when they could.

As any kind of brother and sister, incestuous or not, they had never felt so close, so together as in that moment. Still knotted, still able to feel the flood of Kemper's seed lingering warm and wet within Shelby's body. And in that moment, silly and light-headed a thought as it might have been for each of them, they saw no reason why every moment of the rest of their lives together shouldn't have been exactly that intimate and wonderful.

Not for themselves of course, not motivated by their own need, their own longing for yet more of this incredible pleasure and satisfaction. But for the one who lay in their arms in that moment, so content, so peaceful, so beautiful.

They would do anything to see this continue, and to see their sibling this happy for the rest of their lives.

By Jeeves

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