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>It's a quiet early morning. Peaceful and still dark.
>After a cursory listen, you close the door silently behind you, an excited grin forming on your face.
>Your sister's scent is pervasive as usual in her room;
>sweet from some lasting perfumes or other, dusty, and slightly-.. you don't know what to call it, but addictive.
>The sun hasn't risen yet, meaning you have a lot of time.
>Your human, clawless feet make for excellent stealth as you tip-toe closer to her bed.
>She's tossed her sheet off again. Heh.
>Sleeping soundly, your sister lay sprawled on her back, looking absolutely gorgeous.
>You carefully kneel over the bed's edge, bending down close to her muzzle.
>You always do this.. It's kind of a ritual at this point.
>Her eyelids flutter now and then, her black feline nose twitching slightly.
>Her parted black lips casually display some of her feline fangs, and move once in a while along with whatever goes on in those sweet dreams of hers.
>You lean down and touch your nose to hers.
>No reaction at all.
>A rush of love runs through you as you push your lips into the soft fur on her cheek.
>You loved your family, after all.
>Despite lots and lots of investigation, they never found out where you'd come from.
>You'd been found out in the forest as a baby, and allegedly caused a whole lot of buzz around the world.
>You can't say you had a normal upbringing, but at least you were adopted into a warm and loving family.
>A family you'd do anything for. ..seeing as how they'd done everything for you.
>And of course, your teenage sister was no exception.
>You rest a hand on her fuzzy white belly, just where her minty green t-shirt haphazardly stops.
>Running your hand up through her bellyfur, you watch her face closely.
>She's such a heavy sleeper.
>She was almost making this too easy.

>Your hand combs through the fine hairs of her fur, disheveling the loose shirt even more until your palm rests over her sternum.
>She feels almost flat-chested when lying on her back like this.
>Your hand slides outwards to her side, feeling the gentle swell of a forming breast.
>After a few exploratory passes over the velvet fur, you feel the small nub of her nipple.
>You start tickling the nipple playfully with a fingertip, watching her face closely allwhile.
>She doesn't respond, but you can feel the nipple grow stiff and engorged under your smooth, gently teasing finger.
>Suddenly, she inhales deeply before exhaling with a soft huff, eyelids flickering slightly.
>You smirk to yourself and keep at it.
>You carefully lift your hand and move it over to her other breast under the loose shirt. 
>..and perform the same treatment.
>Her black lips move slightly, and she works her jaws, huffing softly again.
>Her breathing is a bit more rapid now, you think.
>Resting your hand on her chest for a moment, you carefully kiss her upper lip, then her lower.
>Then you slide your tongue out, running it over her lips and partly exposed fangs.
>Your sister always sleeps with her mouth open, so her breath is as fresh as when she brushed her teeth.
>Not that you'd mind anyway.
>You slowly and lightly press more of your lips against hers, sliding your tongue in deeper.
>The moment your tongue meets hers, her tongue starts lapping back softly.
>With lazy, sleepy and reflexive motions, she awkwardly licks back at you.
>Immediately, a rush of excitement courses through your body, your hands trembling slightly and an aching need making itself known in your pants.
>You stay like this for a while, listening to her breathing carefully and wondering what part of her brain you're stimulating as you semi-kiss her.

>Pulling back a bit, you do something else fun;
>Touching the corner of her feline mouth slightly, you stimulate another kind of reflex.
>She immediately licks at her lips, sliding her pink feline tongue out to the side you touched in an adorable fashion.
>If you stay close enough while doing this, you could often get her to lap all over your face.
>After a few minutes of playing with her mouth, you pull back and sit up straight.
>And start playing with her nipples again.
>Using both hands this time, you carefully situate them so that you can flick and tickle both nipples without touching her otherwise.
>Her breathing quickens again, but as always you stop or slow down whenever it seems like she's approaching wakefulness.
>After a little while of this, her breathing and pulse are both a bit quicker, and she even squirms barely noticeably now and then.
>You never let her get quite used to the sensation, though.
>The moment she starts getting nonresponsive, you let up completely for a handful of seconds, then start again.
>Often with fingertips tickling through the fur in a circle just around the nipple, before circling in.
>You know you have her body worked up now. Most likely her subconscious mind too.
>Withdrawing your arms from her shirt, you can't help but smirk at yourself, noticing how her legs are slightly spread.
>You bend down to her belly and rub your cheek against it, feeling the soft, shampoo-smelling fur caress your face.
>You then bury your nose into it, sliding your hands down on the outsides of her thighs.
>Her loose boxer shorts are flimsy and thin. Maybe you'll even be able to get them off..
>Not being able to resist much longer, you drag your lips over the soft fur on her abdomen, then lower abdomen.
>Your nose catches on the hem of her underwear before you continue, feeling her scent change even through the thin fabric.

>Instead of the vaguely floral (and boring) nothing of her bellyfur, you start smelling her more intimate scents.
>Like-.. an indescribable, dusty, mild and yet lewdly musky/spicy scent..
>It triggers something in your brain, and you want more of it.
>You worm your fingers carefully under her soft thighs, and bend even further down between her legs.
>Your senses nearly overwhelm you as you firmly plant your face into the soft fabric.
>Her scent spikes, and you feel a glowing heat on your nose and lips through her underwear.
>You pull back and gauge her breathing before plunging your face into her nethers again.
>After a little while of dizzying indulgence, you glance up at her and start pulling the shorts down.
>It takes a while, but you somehow manage to jimmy them down bit by bit past her buttocks.
>Luckily, she didn't button up the tail flap either (she never does that when sleeping).
>The loose shorts stretch just enough for them to slide past her knees, after you've pushed her legs a bit closer together.
>Reaching under the sheets, you slide the shorts off of one of her ankles, leaving them loosely suspended around the other.
>Moving back to your former position, you watch her face as you part her legs again.
>With her soft and slightly fuzzled lower abdominal fur, you can't see her nethers.
>You slide your palm up the inside of her thigh, leaving a trail of cream-coloured ruffles fur in its wake.
>You reach the warmth of her groin, and press your fingers slightly into the fur around her genitals.
>Normally you'd have her wet by now.
>Oh well. She will be pretty soon.
>Watching her face closely, you lazily and lightly drag your fingertips through her labial fur.
>The first few of those almost ticklish passes merits no response from your sister, but then she huffs softly again.

>You ease up, and when her breathing calms again you continue:
>Light, dainty, ticklish strokes of your fingertips over her exotic furless hidden lips and the area around.
>You do this for a little while, hearing her breathing deepen again, and even watching her mouth twitch or her head jerk slightly a few times.
>Just as you're wondering what she may be dreaming, she suddenly lets out a low and breathy moan.
>Suddenly, you feel her sex start swelling with arousal.
>The faintest of squirms runs through her hips, and you let up.
>When you start again, you rub a bit more firmly.
>Almost immediately, your fingers are suddenly met with her slimy fluids.
>Your fingers are immediately smeared, and her genital fur moistened and glistening.
>After rubbing over her swollen sex a few times more, you push your middle finger against her.
>With all her wetness it is guided easily to her entrance.
>A tight, warm sensation envelops your fingertip as you slide into her tight intimates.
>She makes another one of those cute sleepy moans, and you stop.
>You stand there for a bit, holding your finger barely inside her vagina.
>When her breathing calms down enough, you wiggle it a bit deeper.
>She huffs softly and starts working her mouth woundlessly.
>Using slow, teasing motions you slide your finger a bit deeper, rubbing at her insides.
>She continues working her mouth, and her pink tongue starts lapping at thin air.
>This was your second favourite part.
>Moving your other hand up to her muzzle, you carefully introduce two fingers to her lapping tongue.
>And start rubbing over her sex again.
>That's right~.. You're only grooming yourself, sis.
>Taking advantage of her more primal reflexes and instincts, you let two of your fingers slide past her lips.
>She immediately huffs softly through her nose, and envelops them with her muzzle, starting a rhythmical suckling.

>The feeling is enough to make you painfully aware of how slimy the front of your own underwear is getting..
>It also calms her down, like always.
>So you withdraw your glistening finger from her vagina, feeling her tight insides relinquish it with a wet squeeze.
>You move your fingers up to your face and inhale deeply.
>L-lewd.
>Not much different from her outsides really. Like her saliva, only a bit more metallic.
>You pop the finger into your mouth, closing your eyes as you savour the slippery, vaguely coppery taste and feel.
>Then you bend down between her thighs to get at the source, fingers still inside her weakly suckling mouth.
>Your face presses into the now slick but still warm fur around her genitals, and you immediately run your tongue over her labia.
>There's no immediate response, only her relaxed sprawled body and her rhythmic nursing on your fingers.
>You set up a steady rhythm yourself, of slurping over her outer lips, plunging your tongue as far inside her as you can, and sucking on her clitoris and almost her entire outer sex.
>You take care not to rile her up too much, though. Can't have her orgasming after all, as that tended to wake her up~
>You find a comfortable position, partly resting gently over her belly, and settle in..
>..
>After some ten minutes or so, you feel her starting to grow dangerously sensitive, so you decide to change things up.
>..To your favourite part.

>Slowly, you extricate yourself and gently ease your now squeaky clean and somewhat wrinkled fingers out of her muzzle.
>She huffs softly again, squirming her head and hips slightly, but soon settles.
>The next step is lengthy and demands patience, but was oh-so-worth it in the-.. in the *end*.
>Smirking at your poor mental puncraft, you gently slide her thighs together again.
>Then, you take one of the large pillows at the bed's other side, and place it next to her hips.
>You fold the large pillow over, making it even more compact and tall.
>You wait until your sister's breathing has completely calmed, then start pushing her slowly but firmly over.
>At first, you roll her completely by yourself; a little bit, then stop.
>Your other hand hold down the pillow, compressing it down against the mattress as best you can.
>..meaning you have to roll her literally single-handedly.
>Grimacing with the slight effort, you hold her in place, rolled only a few degrees.
>Before long her subconscious instincts kick in, deciding to reposition her in her sleep, and she starts completing the roll over on her belly herself-..
>Immediately as she does so, you press the folded large pillow down, making as little an obstacle of it as possible as she rolls her hips over it.
>Simultaneously, you move your now free hand down to her tailbase and scritch lightly right above it.
>As always, that weird endearing reflex of hers had her long, fluffy feline tail curling straight up, and her lower back along with it.
>The result was her back reflexively arching just as she rolled onto the large pillow-support, making her end up draped over it, furred and curvy butt in the air.
>8/10, flawless execution
>Perfect.

>Her lowering tail brushes over your face and ends up in your lap.
>You wait for a bit, letting your sister's breathing calm completely down for a few minutes.
>Looking at the tiny gap in the curtains, you can see it's still dark outside.
>Still too early for the sun to rise.
>Turning back to your sister, you can't help but grin to yourself.
>The half-naked anthro feline is lying on her belly, butt propped up so high it's almost as if she's begging to be mounted.
>Feeling your own breathing quicken again, you carefully spread her legs and position yourself between them.
>You whisper very softly, mostly to yourself,
"Time for your tongue-bath, sis.."
>and move in between her furred thighs.
>Her graceful tail is limp and lowered, preserving her modesty despite her ludicrously erotic and vulnerable pose.
>That's easily fixed, though.
>You reach around with a hand and scritch lightly right above her tailbase again.
>Her tail twitches and you feel some slight muscles working, but then lies still again.
>And of course her breathing doesn't change at all.
>Gotta love these reflexes.
>You do it again, a little harder and longer this time.
>Her tail stirs, then immediately drags roughly over your face as it arches up and over her back.
>And just like that, her modesty was gone.
>Suddenly revealing nethers and tailhole and all to you.
>Leaning a bit closer, you study your sister's butt in its glory.
>Her matted fur and her slightly parted exotic black genitals still an obvious sign of her arousal.
>You reach out and grab one of her slender buttocks.
>Her slimy fluids are still visible between her lips, and her smooth and pretty butthole clenches slightly as she feels your hot breath on such an intimate place.
>If her genitals were like marihuana to you, her butt was like heroin.

>Her tail slowly and lazily lowers again, sliding over your forehead.
>Another scritch has it perking right up, again revealing her butt to your scrutinous eyes.
>You lean in and bury your nose under her tail, lips touching the top of her warm, moist entrance as her feminine, musky, intimate scent almost has you cumming in your pants.
>Your dick twitches and you have to stifle a trembling groan.
>With shaky breath, you stay like this for a while, huffing against your sister's ass and letting her scent take over your mind.
>With a long, firm lick starting on her clitoris, dragging across her labia, and dipping into her vaginal entrance, you give your sisters asshole a kiss, then a firm lick.
>You hear her moan softly and stir, but after waiting for her to calm, you do it again.
>And again.
>When her tail starts dipping, a quick scritch has it revealing all her intimates to you again.
>She squirms slightly from time to time. It's almost hard to say whether it's a subconscious attempt to get away, or to get more.
>In either case, you suspect her dreams are getting quite interesting.
>You continue like this for a while, closing your eyes in bliss and tonguing your sister's butt.
>Now and then, especially right after raising her tail, you plant little kisses on her too.
>Like mocking displays of ownership at having her butt and genitals so openly on display for you.
>Naturally, she rapidly grows dripping wet again, and you reposition so that you can slide your thumb into her.
>You press the tip of your thumb against the forward part of her vagina, rubbing gently.
>At the same time, your index finger rubs carefully over her outside, over her clitoris.
>With every slightest motion of your fingers, her butt clenches around your tongue.
>You stay at this for a while.. always easing up just before she shows signs of stirring, making sure she doesn't wake up.

>Now and then her tongue starts mindlessly lapping at her pillow and the air for a while.
>Sometimes she moans breathily, or huffs.
>At one point the muscles in her thighs and legs fluttered, almost as if she was trying to run away or something in her dreams.
>Of course there was no escaping, though.
>With a simple rub of her tailbase, her tail went up, and you were back to tonguing her into a whimpering mess.
>You wonder several times at what her dreams are like, grinning to yourself.
>Sometimes you'd stop and wait until she grew almost completely calm, only very softly rubbing the inside of her vagina.
>Then you'd raise her tail and plunge your tongue into her ass again all in one fluid motion.
>Those sleepy breathy moaning embarrassed whimpers made it all worth it.
>This. ..was your favourite part.
>You keep at it for a while.
>..a long while, actually.
>Constantly and carefully keeping her from waking up.
>Now and then you'd pull out your fingers and slurp on her other entrance, drinking her slimy fluids like candy.
>..
>Eventually, you see the first rays of sunlight shining through the curtains and onto the bed.
>Damn.. you'd been at this for a while.
>You look over your sister, still propped up over the large pillow, butt in the air.
>Her frazzled tail coiled to the side.
>The fur on the rear of her buttocks wet and matted, and her sex swollen and engorged.
>Her shiny butthole twitching in the lewdly positioned light of the morning sun.
>She's still panting slightly, jaws parted and a desperate look on her sleeping face.
>You suppose it's time to wake her up.

>You lean back in to her butt, the scents of sex and intimates only slightly stronger than those pervading the entire room now.
>You rub her tailbase again, and immediately her own tongue starts lapping at empty air.
>Smirking to yourself, you give her what she wants again.
>Looks like she's given in completely to whatever monster or thing she's dreaming about.
>You slide your thumb back inside her vagina and start rubbing her like you did before.
>Only this time, you work her up to the edge, feeling her anus twitch around your tongue, and her vagina around your fingers. ..before relaxing again.
>You carefully study her so as to look for the perfect moment to strike.
>Eventually, after yet again having kept her edging for a while, you see it.
>With a hand grabbing her tailbase, you carefully and meticulously work her up towards her edge, then stop caring about not waking her.
>You give her all you've got, firmly and rhythmically hurtling her towards her orgasm.
>Your tongue and fingers work at a steady pace, more and more firmly.
>As you pass well past the point where you'd normally ease up, you feel her panting breaths turn into shaky moans, and her subconscious mind tries to mouth some nonsensical words with her mouth.
>You feel her legs tremble and her back flex, and you hear her groaning voice,
>"..-uuhhnn..h-haaah-! ..Wh-..What are y-aah-! AAh-"
>Her voice cuts off with a few ragged gasps, her entire body going stiff and trembling.
>For a split second, the only noise in her bedroom is the lewd wet sounds of you relentlessly tending to her.
>You always love this moment. This point in time; this sliver of infinity where the pleasure is at it's peak.
>It was what made 'dying the little death' worth it.
>After that glorious, trembling, silent little second, your sister's body convulses and her breath explodes from her lungs.

>"Aaa-aAAAHh! ...a-aAAhhhnngg-ff-"
>With no sense of where her body starts and ends, she can do nothing but convulse involuntarily.
>Her tail twitches in tandem with her clenching ass and her spasming insides.
>Her ragged moans devolves into a ragged, gasping sound as she continues to tremble.
>You keep doing your dutiful morning service all throughout.
>Well. Not like she could stop you right now anyway.
>With careful and skilled fingers and tongue, you prolong her orgasm for quite a while, feeling her convulsing limbs and body slow and grow weaker.
>Eventually, her every exhalation is just a prolonged hoarse moan.
>Her exhausted body, still reeling from the pleasure, tries to reposition herself.
>Panting, she tries to get out of the very compromising position she's in, but a few flicks of your tongue over her now hypersensitive clitoris has her jerking and gasping.
>"..haahhh... Bro, I-.. s-stop."
>Grinning to yourself, you give one of her buttocks a playful pretend bite, then straighten yourself.
>Your sister makes a few lazy attempts at rolling off of the large pillow under her butt, before eventually managing it.
>She ends up awkwardly on her back, legs sprawling shamelessly.
>Her deep green eyes are looking at the ceiling, long-lashed eyelids fluttering as her breathing slowly steadies.
>You reach over and ruffle her exposed bellyfur, then bend down and kiss it.
"Morning, sis."
>The anthro feline's fangs are on full display, mouth gaping as she still breathes heavily.
>She licks her lips and reposition one of her legs.
>"M-morning, bro.."

>Her clawed hand suddenly lands unceremoniously on your head with a soft whap, then strokes lazily through your hair.
>"..d-damn.. Y-you almost made me-... almost made me wet the bed, you know.."
>She sighs and shakes her head, brushing a few strands of hair away from her muzzle with her other hand.
>Your face is still grinning as you study her blushing face.
"Had any interesting dreams?"
>She chortles and grabs the nearby bedsheet before smothering your face in it.
>You laugh and let her ruffle and rub the bedsheet all over your head for a bit.
"Alright, alright!"
>When you've extricated yourself and glance up at her, you see how she's looking at the ceiling again, looking content but a bit flustered.
>Still somewhat sprawled, she scratches lazily at her furred belly then moves to sit up, albeit a bit hesitantly and awkwardly.
>"I'm- ..I'm all tingly.. D-damn.."
>She looks away, her tail curling up into her lap to hide the messy fur of her groin.
>Her voice is soft, sounding slightly embarrassed,
>"My birthday isn't for another two weeks, you know.."
>You smirk and move to stand up beside the bed.
>As you rise, you feel a very obvious longing ache in your groin, as well as a huge, rapidly cooling slimy spot on the front of your underwear.
>You'll take care of that yourself, though.
>Turning back to your sister, you shrug and grin.
"I know. Still had to even the score. 11-21, now 12-21. I'm catching up, sis~"
>She huffs and pulls the bedsheet around her, eyes meeting yours for a moment,
>"Well.. Even if you're such a light sleeper, I'm still ahead, aren't I?"
>Her lips curls up in a lazy smile, hair still messy and ruffled.
>You swallow.
>Her eyes flick down, taking in your underwear.
>Her nostrils flare slightly, and her ears perk as her pupils dilate a bit.
>"And locking the door won't help you anymore, yanno~.. Say, aren't you feeling tired?"

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