Liam tapped his hands on the steering wheel impatiently, letting out a short huff. The reason for his displeasure was plain to anyone who’d been in the same place as he was. Rows upon rows of endless cars, bumper to bumper, not moving a single inch.

Traffic.

The fox let his face bump into the wheel, closing his eyes to escape the endless monotony for just a few moments. It didn’t last long before he pulled his head up to realise the car in front had moved a miniscule amount. He pushed his own car to match.

As he let out another huff of frustration, a voice piped up from the seat beside him, “It’s real bad today, huh?” 

He looked to face his sister. Much the same as him, her fur was a soft red. Small white spots were dotted around her arms and legs, with a small cross pattern just above her chest. The only difference between them, to the untrained eye, were things normal siblings didn’t see.

He gave her a small, albeit forced, smile, “Yeah, it’s what we get for taking this way back home on a weekend.” 

She nodded slowly, “We could’ve taken the backroads, but it’d probably be just as bad”, she leaned back in her seat. “Wanna play a game?”

“A game?” He gave her a quizzical look, “You do remember I’m driving, right?”

“Well duh, I meant like one of those car games.” She rolled her eyes at him, “Remember, like dad used to play with us?”

Liam gave a short chuckle, “Ah yes, eye spy with my little eye, something beginning with C” 

“Car…”, The frowning look he got in response to that made his laugh turn genuine, “Smartass”

Her frown didn’t last long, she soon broke into a smile and joined him in the small joy they could get. The pair smiled at each other, a smile that lingered. At least, until the car behind them honked a horn at them. Liam had let the gap growing in front grow a bit too large, and now had to catch up.

Sensing the moment had passed, his sister piped up. “Seriously though, we should start doing something before we pass out from boredom.” 

“Alright miss ‘perfect plan”, He said, the sarcasm oozing out of his voice, “What do you think we should do”

She put her hand on her chin, seemingly deep in thought for a good few seconds, “We could fuck?”

He blinked, almost unsure of what she had even answered. “Sorry, what?” 

“You heard me”, she replied, “I mean think about it, what else are we going to do”

He looked at her as if she’d grown a second head, “Are you crazy, look around! There’s people everywhere, there’s no way we’d get away with it”

She shook her head, “So? Not like they could do anything. Can’t safely get out of their cars, and any police that they tried to call would be stuck in the same traffic we are.”

Her hand reached over and began rubbing the outside of his jeans. “Jess…” He had to admit, she wasn’t wrong. “Jess, we can’t…”

“What?” Her hand tightened around the outline of his shaft, her voice smooth and sultry, “Are you nervous?”

He could barely speak, biting his lip as he looked to the car to his side. They weren’t even looking in his direction. Jess’s hand slowly teased his zipper. 

“Come on big bro, you know how much you want this.” She leaned her face right up to his ear, “Having your sister suck your cock, shamelessly, like a fucking whore.”

Her words broke him, he knew he couldn’t say no now. With a short flick, he pushed her hand away from his jeans, shakily pulling the zipper the rest of the way himself. His shaft was bursting at the seams, it only took a few short seconds of underwear shuffling before the cock burst through the gap.

“There’s my big boy” His sister spoke, he felt her soft fingers touch against his exposed dick, “Mouth or hands?”

“M-mouth please” He barely got the words out before his sister’s lips wrapped around the tip of his shaft. He moaned audibly.

Slowly, he felt her mouth swallow more of his dick. One inch, two inches, three then four and five. It wasn’t long before her muzzle touched the fabric of his jeans. A full eight inches deep. 

Then she began to suck.

It’d been many years since her first attempt at sucking him off, and through that she’d gained much experience. She bobbed her head up and down with a steady but firm rhythm, easily swallowing his cock down to the base with each motion without so much as a gag.

She moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending spikes of pleasure throughout his entire body. He couldn’t help but let out one of his own. He felt her smile, and begin to pull off his shaft. Her hands took the place of her mouth as she met his gaze with a wet smile. 

“T-told you,” She said through pants for air, “Told you that you’d like it”

He locked his mouth with her lips, passionately sharing their messy love. Though short lived as they both pulled away to breath. “Can you blame me?” he rubbed his hand along her hair, “You’re the hottest girl I’ve ever known.”

She squeezed his shaft appreciatively, before looking to his side. “Looks like I’m not the only one who thinks that”

He followed her gaze, to his side was the car that he’d been keeping pace with up till now. The driver, a wolf in his mid thirties if he had to guess, was staring right at them. Liam jolted in a short panic, before his eyes spotted the wolf’s cock standing proud just as his was. With the wolf’s paw wrapped around it.

Liam turned his attention back to his sister, who gave him a lecherous grin. “Give them a good show, big bro”

She returned her lips to his cock, beginning to pleasure him again. With a new motivation, he renewed his vigour. Shifting his hips upward for the onlookers to see much clearer, he began to thrust his hips forward. 

Jess gave out a short gag as he did this, but soon caught on to his plan and held her head as steady as she could against the wheel. Leaning up, almost standing in his seat, he began to fuck his sister’s throat.

The velvet smooth walls of her throat rippled in perfect harmony with his dick. Rubbing against every inch, appreciating every bump. With every thrust he gave, his shaft bumped hard against the back of her throat. And yet in spite of that, she didn’t so much as flinch. Instead giving sporadic moans with each rut.

His thrusts increased in speed, violently smacking his clothed crotch against his sister. A soft tingle began to spread through his shaft, and his balls began to tighten. “Sis… it’s…” He could barely get the words out through the sparks of pleasure he was getting. 

But it seemed he didn’t need to, as his sister wordlessly wrapped her hands around his growing knot. Clenching tightly, just as she knew he liked. 

He felt himself pass over the edge.

Stars filled his vision as he felt wave after wave of cum shoot out of his cock. He could feel his balls draining with each load he shot directly into his sister’s stomach. He let out the loudest moan so far as he hilted as deep into her muzzle as he could, pressing her almost into the glass windshield. 

And with that, he collapsed. 

Falling back onto the dampened seat, he felt his shaft drip wetly against his shirt. No doubt staining it. He looked to his side, seeing his sister equally drained against her seat. Her skirt was upturned, and her shirt was completely discarded. What little cum hadn’t gone down her throat, now slowly dribbled down her muzzle.
It was then that he noticed movement out of his peripheral vision. A car passing by. 

He looked around, noticing the traffic as a whole moving around them. Slowly, but steadily. Like a river around a rock. He pressed his foot down on the accelerator, letting the car slowly speed up again to match the pace of the road.

The pair sat in a comfortable silence for what felt like minutes, neither of them making moves to cover themselves up. 

They steadily sped up more and more, until soon the traffic they once had was completely behind them. It was about then that his sister spoke up.

“So…” She began softly, “Want to do this again sometime?”

He glanced over at her, still completely dishevelled from their ordeal. “Getting stuck in traffic, or fucking you in it?”

She rolled her eyes and playfully pushed his shoulder, “The second one, obviously. Dork”

Liam chuckled, taking a few seconds before answering, “You know, I wouldn’t be against it. It was pretty fun, surprisingly.”

“Good, then pull over.” She commanded plainly. His confusion must’ve been written plain on his face because she soon clarified. “You’re not going to be able to rut my pussy at this speed will you?” 

It seemed like it’d take just a bit longer to get home.