Triple Dip

- Horndog D -

As much as Jamie valued any opportunity to bond with her sister, she knew being forced to pee in front of her was taking it to the extreme.

"This is too much," the older squirrel whispered to herself. "There has to be a limit."

Prior attempts at setting such a limit had ended in a long string of failures that left Jamie clinging by her fingertips to the last crumbling ledge of her independence. She didn't dislike spending time with Kaitlyn, but having to entertain a younger sibling only remained enjoyable for so long before it became a chore. After three grueling weeks, that chore had effectively become a job. Worse than a job. Whereas nannies got breaks and days off, Kaitlyn trailed her like a shadow from almost the moment Jamie woke up each morning to the moment she exhaustedly collapsed into her bed each night, weekends included. Even sleep proved an ineffective means of escape when her dreams frequently featured the cub chained to her as she struggled to escape a labyrinth filled with cartoonish exploding monsters.

Jamie truly did love Kaitlyn, and periodically reminding herself of that fact helped ease some of her mounting resentment. Maintaining a positive attitude proved difficult at times, though. Never did that challenge seem more daunting than in the moment Jamie found herself sitting on the toilet with her underwear around her ankles listening wearily as Kaitlyn prattled on about some shopping trip their mother had taken her on weeks ago.

"This is really too much," Jamie muttered through clenched teeth. "Can't even take a piss by myself..."

"What'd you say?" Kaitlyn asked.

"Nothing. Go on."

The cub resumed her story where she'd left off, talking away as if the situation were nothing out of the ordinary.

At the beginning of the summer, Jamie wouldn't have been able to recall the last time her sister had seen her naked. After the incident with Sheena in the pool, it was as if a wrecking ball had violently reduced all personal barriers to rubble. Kaitlyn suddenly thought nothing of following Jamie into the bathroom or barging into her bedroom while she was getting changed, never once feeling the need to so much as knock. Kaitlyn's disregard for her sister's personal space became especially brazen when their parents were out of the house. On such days, Jamie had to remind herself to lock the bathroom door while taking a shower, otherwise she was all but inviting Kaitlyn in to pull back the curtain and begin describing the plot of some show she'd just watched. This typically lasted until Jamie shooed her out. That Kaitlyn always seemed to take such delight in stealing a final peek at her nude body before being locked out somehow made the ordeal that much more exasperating.

Jamie concluded this had to be some kind of punishment. It was karma. She'd succumbed to temptation and tainted her little sister's innocence, and now she was condemned to be the target of a lurid curiosity. Or perhaps she'd been remiss in her duties as the elder child, failing to give Kaitlyn enough attention so that now she craved it constantly. Whatever the case, her current predicament was surely her own fault.

Still... Jamie thought. She stared at the pattern on the floor tiles and finally willed her bladder to empty, her face warming with blood when Kaitlyn began speaking louder over the sound of the stream hitting the water inside the bowl.

Still. This is definitely too much.

Jamie quickly finished, washed her hands, and emerged from the bathroom in a t-shirt and panties. She intended to make herself more presentable before their parents returned in the evening, but felt no need to dress when it was only her and Kaitlyn. Curiosity nearly drove her to walk around bare-ass naked just to see if her sister would even acknowledge the change, but the cloud of guilt churning in the back of her mind prevented her from going through with it.

That same guilt forced a strained smile onto her face when Kaitlyn announced the two of them should play Monster Bomb. While her sister never seemed to get sick of playing that simple game, Jamie had endured so many rounds over the past several weeks that the sight of the title screen made her want to scream. Such a scream began to inflate her chest, but left her body as a weak sigh. "Yeah, we can play that," she said, the weighty pressure of a headache already forming between her ears.

"Yes!" Kaitlyn squealed happily and took off toward where she'd left the tablet downstairs.

"You get the game set up, Katie," Jamie called after her. "I'll be there in a couple minutes. I just need to take care of something real quick."

The instant Kaitlyn rounded the corner, Jamie dashed in the opposite direction down the hall, running as quickly and quietly as she could manage. She ducked inside her room and locked the door behind her, then grabbed her phone and leapt onto the bed, tapping the name at the top of her contacts list as soon as her belly hit the mattress.

"Yo!" Sheena answered.

"Hey, Shee. What's going on over there?"

"Oh, nuuuuuthin'," the poodle grunted through a stretch. "What's up?"

"I just barricaded myself in my room to get away from Kaitlyn for a second. Thought I'd find out what's happening in the outside world."

Sheena laughed. "She still hasn't gotten sick of you yet?"

"Oh my god, I can't take much more of this. It's night and fucking day! She literally won't leave me alone to piss."

"I guess she's at that age where kids want to hang around their big sisters all the time. It usually doesn't get that bad, though."

"Nowhere near this bad." Jamie let out an exasperated groan as she rolled onto her back. "I can't get ten minutes to myself. I haven't had a chance to get off in three days."

"Damn. I'd be going crazy."

"You'd have gone crazy two and half days ago." Both girls laughed, although Jamie's laughter was far more subdued.

"Hey, I know!" Sheena suddenly exclaimed. "Tomorrow's Friday, so why don't I sleep over at your place. We can do like a slumber party thing in the rec room, just you and me. That'll give you a chance to... relieve some stress."

Jamie's large front teeth chewed her lower lip as she contemplated the idea. Her house consisted of two stories plus a furnished attic space her family had converted into a recreation room. It held a large TV, a pool table, and plenty of open space to play games. Best of all, a thick layer of insulation ensured the room was virtually soundproof from the lower floors. Jamie and Sheena had used the room for make-out sessions in the past, but hadn't taken full advantage of the privacy it offered. A deviant grin tugged at the edges of the squirrel's lips as she considered the possibilities. "I like the way you think. Pack your sleeping bag—just don't plan on using it."

"Yes! This is gonna be just what we both needed. I could use some fun after doing nothing but homework all week."

"Homework? It's the first week of the school year."

"This fucking math test," Sheena sighed. "It's kicking my butt. What does the little wavy equals sign mean, again?"

"You mean the test due tomorrow? That's a refresher. I finished the entire sheet last night."

"Oh, great! Text me the answers you got."

"No. Do your own damn homework." Her tone sounded teasing, but both of them knew Jamie was serious about declining to share her answers. Whereas she was a diligent student, Sheena regarded studying as a waste of time to be avoided whenever possible. Jamie justified her actions as payback for all the times Sheena had called her a nerd.

"Come ooooon." A clearly dramatized canine whine bled into the plea. "This stuff is so easy for you! It's like your brain is cheating. Just send me the answers for the questions after number eight. It'll take like two seconds."

Jamie considered her options and decided to tease her friend further. "What'll you give me?"

"Um... Okay. When I'm over there tomorrow night, I'll let you sit on my face."

"Oh yeah?" Jamie purred. "I thought I was going to do that anyway."

"Not like I was thinking."

"I don't know..."

"Come on, James." Sheena held the phone close and switched to her seductive voice. "You do me this one teensy-weensy little favor and I will let you mount up and ride the tongue train until morning."

"Mmmm..." Jamie thought about the poodle's long, slippery tongue dangling from her muzzle, velvety soft and shining wet. She recalled Sheena once telling her that she could get the length of it down the neck of a wine bottle. She fantasized about asking for a demonstration.

"I know you're gonna crack. You're too pent up to turn down an all-nighter spent cumming your A-student brains out. I'll get you gushing so fucking hard you won't be able to walk."

"Hmm, tempting offer."

"I'll make it a twofer. When's the last time somebody ate that hot little asshole of yours?"

"Probably the last time you ate my hot little asshole with that filthy mouth of yours, naughty girl."

"Ha! Says the horny slut with her hand halfway up her vag."

Sheena wasn't far off the mark. Jamie looked down at her left arm disappearing into her underwear. She'd slid two fingers between her lips and began pumping them in a lazy, sensual rhythm. "Lucky guess."

"Nope. You're just a predictable horny slut."

"You're a fucking bitch."

"That's right. A bitch you need fucking your cunt until you're squirting all over the walls. How wet are you?" Sheena listened as Jamie held her phone an inch from her crotch to pick up the sound of two fingers working her pussy. By the noises alone Sheena could tell the squirrel's sex was drenched. "Damn girl, sounds like you're in the pool. You need some suck like a week ago."

"You don't need to tell me." Jamie's voice trembled slightly as she began masturbating more aggressively. Her heart rate accelerated as she pulled her knees further apart and worked a third finger into herself. "Oh fuck. Yeah, that's it. You're gonna eat this pussy, Shee. Suck me out until—"

She was cut off by the sound of knocking. "Jamie?" Kaitlyn called through the door. "Are you coming down?"

Jamie's head fell back against the comforter. "Uuuggh. Just give me a minute, Kaitlyn."

"Foiled again," Sheena said, fighting halfheartedly not to laugh.

"I'm so fucking over this," Jamie growled into the phone. "Fine. I'm sending you the quiz answers. Just make sure you change a couple so Mr. Akers doesn't wonder why you're suddenly not a dumbass."

"Yay! Thanks, James. Best friends forever!"

"Yeah, yeah. I just want to make sure you get plenty of sleep tonight. We are going hard tomorrow, and I will for real slap you awake if you pass out on me."

"You're gonna be begging me for a break before midnight. But hey, I'll go all weekend if that's what it takes."

"Good. I'll see you tomorrow."

The two said their goodbyes and Jamie ended the call. She pulled her hand up from between her legs, observing the clear strings of fluid draped between her fingers. The fabric over her swollen labia felt damp, and she didn't need to look to know her wetness was visible. She'd have to slip on pants if she didn't want Kaitlyn accusing her of wetting herself. The thought of her sister seeing her in soaked underwear sent a jolt of electricity surging up Jamie's spine. She rubbed her footpaws together and exhaled slowly. She was so desperate for release that the most bizarre things were beginning to turn her on.

Just five more hours, Jamie thought. She planned to fake a stomach ache as an excuse to go to bed early that night, ensuring she'd have at least a full hour to get herself off as many times as possible before she needed to get some sleep.

Kaitlyn's voice once again called from the other side of the door. "Jamie? It's been way more than a minute."

"Alright, alright!" Jamie yelled as she bounced off the bed. "Holy shit, you'd think we hadn't already blown up a thousand fucking monsters this week." She pulled a pair of jeans out of the dresser and stepped into them, halting momentarily as she was overcome by a very sudden and intense urge to cry.

Five hours seemed like an eternity.

*  *  *

Mary Robesen couldn't help but hum a cheery tune as she unloaded the dishwasher, the view beyond the kitchen window too gorgeous not to celebrate in some small way. A brief rainstorm the previous night had left droplets of water clinging to every leaf in every tree and every blade of grass in the family's back yard, each one shimmering like a precious gemstone in the early morning sunshine. The air that wafted in through the open window smelled as crisp and clean as the brilliant blue sky overhead.

As she twirled to set a stack of plates on the counter, Mary caught a glimpse of her oldest daughter slumped over the dining room table, listlessly bringing another spoonful of cereal up to her mouth. She appeared to be squinting from the brightness of the sunlight pouring in through the large bay windows. Given how lovely a day it was, Mary never would have guessed that Jamie was, in fact, scowling hatefully at the world around her.

The events of the previous night replayed in the teenager's mind as she chewed each bite of her cold breakfast. Kaitlyn remained stuck to her until after dinner, at which point the cub roped them into watching a kid's movie together. The simple plot and slapstick comedy managed to hold Kaitlyn's attention, but Jamie found it so inane that she dozed off halfway through. She woke up hours later in the middle of the night, groggy and in pain from sleeping in an awkward position on the couch. After carrying a still-asleep Kaitlyn up to her room, Jamie staggered to her own bed and passed out, sleeping until her phone's backup alarm told her she wouldn't even have enough time to shower before she had to leave for school.

Jamie's clawed toes nervously scratched at the carpet under the table. A restless heat crawled through every inch of her, trapped inside her body—a hungry, gnawing fire she needed to touch but couldn't. It took every ounce of her resolve not to jump up and say, "Hey Mom, would it bother you if I ripped off my shorts and hammered my cunt to a screaming orgasm real quick?"

Oblivious to her daughter's thoughts, Mary's smile remained bright upon entering the dining room. "Is Sheena still sleeping over here tonight?"

"That's the plan," Jamie grunted as she stood up to carry her empty bowl into the kitchen.

Mary touched her arm as she passed. "Jamie, I have a favor to ask you."

"What's that?"

"When Sheena comes over tonight, would the two of you invite Kaitlyn to join in whatever you're doing?"

Jamie's eyes shot open as if an especially phallic icicle had just been jammed up her ass. "Tha— I— Mom, no! I've been babysitting Kaitlyn around the clock all week!"

"I know, honey, and I appreciate you being so nice to your sister. It's just been hard for her lately. Starting the third grade at a new school where she doesn't know anyone yet... She's just lonely, and it would mean the world to her if she felt included."

Jamie felt her hands clench into fists and fought the urge to punch something. Her mind raced with a torrent of excuses justifying her need for privacy, but the sight of her mother's gentle, hopeful smile obliterated her will to argue. Her tail drooped as her posture lost all rigidity. "Fine," she said with a defeated sigh. "Kaitlyn can hang with us."

Mary hugged her into her breasts. "Oh, you're such a good sister! And don't worry, I'm sure Kaitlyn will be out like a light by ten. Then you and Sheena can spend the rest of the night talking about boys or whatever."

Jamie forced her mouth into an uncomfortable grin. "Mm-hm, s'gonna be a good time."

After excusing herself, Jamie rushed to get ready and make it out of the house before Kaitlyn came down for breakfast. She kept a brisk pace during the first half of her walk to school, her stride losing momentum as soon as she was a safe distance from the perceived threat of her little sister catching up to her. By the time she reached the entrance hall of the high school, her steps were heavy and lethargic. She dropped her backpack like a bag of rocks in front of the sprawling wall of lockers. Fully absorbed in thought, her awareness of her surroundings only returned when she heard Sheena's voice calling her name.

The poodle squeezed through a cluster of students and bounded over excitedly. She grabbed Jamie's right hand and pulled her fingers to her nose, inhaling deeply. "Oooh yeah, I recognize that smell. You need it bad, nasty girl."

Jamie yanked her hand back. "You're the nasty one," she said with a smirk. She wondered if Sheena was messing with her, or if her sensitive canine nose really could detect that she'd hurriedly groped herself while getting dressed.

Sheena snaked her tongue between her teeth and across her lips as a low moan vibrated up her throat. "Caaaan't help it. Thinking about tonight has got me all worked up."

"About that..." Jamie paused, considering how best to deliver the news. "Mom asked me to let Kaitlyn hang out with us. For a while."

Sheena stared back at her with a look of utter and complete disenchantment.

"I couldn't say no!" Jamie said defensively. "She went on about how Kaitlyn's been clingy because she's so lonely. I got guilt-tripped. And anyway, it's not like she's going to stay up all night with us."

"Well, yeah..." Sheena perked up as she thought. "Hey, yeah! Eight-year-olds go to bed like super early, right?"

"Yeah, no, totally." Jamie turned her attention to the padlock securing her locker. Her sister had, in actuality, been staying up much later than usual over the past few weeks—a detail she saw no benefit to mentioning at that particular moment. "Tonight's going to be great. Just you and me."

"Mmm, that's right," Sheena said quietly. "Gonna make you cum so many times you'll be showing up Monday on crutches." She delighted in watching Jamie fumble to open her locker as the exposed skin around the edges of her ears turned red. Moving closer to the squirrel, she whispered, "Hey, Jamie?"

"Y-Yeah...?"

"What answers did you get on the world history test due today?"

Jamie's forehead fell against the locker. "For fuck's sake, Sheena."

*  *  *

"I don't care what anyone says!" Aldo the Apple clenched his fist and struck a courageous pose. "With the power of friendship, anything is possible!"

Petey the Pear and Baron von Banana exchanged looks, then nodded toward Aldo in unison. The Baron wore an expression of fierce determination while tears of emotion welled up in Petey's eyes.

"Pull your shit together, Petey," Sheena said through a mouthful of popcorn.

Jamie huffed in amusement while Kaitlyn laughed brightly. The three girls sat bathed in the dim light of the rec room, illuminated mainly by the television screen in front of them. The squirrels both wore mismatched shorts and loose-fitting pajama tops, while Sheena had on a pair of underwear beneath an old t-shirt faded from dozens of trips through the washing machine. Jamie glanced down at the Blu-ray player below the screen, the clock displaying 10:24 PM. She frowned.

After having Kaitlyn cling to them for the entire evening, Jamie and Sheena devised a plan to lure the young girl to sleep by watching a movie she'd already seen multiple times. Jamie picked Orchard Crusaders, an animated film about a group of anthropomorphic fruit on a quest to revive the mystical All-Giving Tree following its destruction by an evil sorcerer. As the movie entered its third act, however, Kaitlyn still buzzed with energy, practically bouncing on her beanbag chair.

Sheena gobbled down another fistful of popcorn. "Why do they want to revive a magical fruit tree, anyway? Isn't that, like, cannibalism?"

"You're overthinking it," Jamie said. "Everything is fruit. Even their houses are giant pumpkins."

"Do you think they killed the pumpkins to live inside them?" Kaitlyn asked.

"Damn," Sheena said, "that is some dark-ass head canon." She and Kaitlyn laughed.

Jamie cracked a smile but said nothing. She worried their running commentary was fueling her sister's enthusiasm and resolved to stay quiet until the end of the movie.

Half an hour later, Aldo and his allies had solved the hydra's diabolical riddle and won the Everseed that would grow into a new All-Giving Tree, saving their village. As the end credits rolled, Jamie stretched her arms above her head and faked a yawn. "Oh gosh, I'm so tired tonight. Probably about time for bed..."

"It's not that late," Kaitlyn protested. "Besides, you said we could play a game."

"I said we might play a game. It's time to go to sleep now, Katie."

Kaitlyn rocked back and forth on her beanbag, her tail fanning the air behind her. "It's not even eleven, yet! Come ooooon, Jamie."

The cub's whining caused the fur on the back of Jamie's neck to bristle. She grit her teeth and swallowed the angry words her brain dropped into her mouth. "Okay, fine. Let's play a game."

"Yay!" Kaitlyn cheered. "Smash Karts!"

Jamie shook her head. "Nope. Sleepover tradition says it has to be a board game. Kaitlyn, why don't you go get Capitalist."

"Okaaay..." The younger squirrel wasn't thrilled with the selection, but she knew better than to press her luck any further.

As soon as Kaitlyn scampered out of the room, Sheena shot Jamie an incredulous look. "Really? Fucking Capitalist!? It takes like two hours to finish one game."

"Exactly! It's super tedious and boring. Kaitlyn should be out in fifteen minutes, tops."

"Great. I guess this room is off limits, then."

"We can go to my room. Mom and Dad should be asleep by now."

Sheena rolled back onto the carpet with a displeased groan, knocking over the empty popcorn bowl in the process. "This is so bullshit. We should've gone to my house."

"Kaitlyn knows where you live," Jamie grumbled. "We should've gone to Australia."

Sheena sat up and pulled her arms inside her t-shirt. "Fuck it. If we're stuck here, I'm taking this stupid thing off." She fiddled briefly with the clasp of her bra behind her back, an exhale of relief signaling when it came unhooked. She lifted the front of her shirt up to her neck and tossed the bra aside before massaging her newly-liberated breasts. "Ooooh yeah. Thaaaat's better."

Jamie stared down from where she stood, arms crossed over her chest. "When Kaitlyn comes back..."

"I'll cover up. God, this feels so good, though. Don't you wish we could get naked?" Sheena jiggled her pillowy tits as her friend watched. As Jamie's eyes remained fixed on her, she squeezed her breasts together and suggestively bobbed her torso up and down. "Bet you wish you had a dick right now, huh? Wouldn't you love to stick it right in here? Just fuck my boobs until you cum all over my face?"

Jamie absentmindedly licked her lips, but otherwise remained motionless until her sister came bounding up the stairs with a large box in her arms.

"Found it!" Kaitlyn announced.

Sheena read Jamie's alarmed death-glare and tugged her shirt down over her chest with a roll of her eyes. "Whoohoo, game time," she said sarcastically. "Alright, I get to be the top hat."

Twenty minutes into the game, Kaitlyn was visibly bored but showed no signs of becoming sleepy. Jamie, on the other hand, stifled her second yawn in as many minutes. Fatigue began blurring her vision, forcing her to lean down in order to read the numbers on the dice she'd just rolled.

Sheena whispered into her ear, "What if we gave her one of your dad's beers?"

"I'm not getting my kid sister drunk," Jamie whispered back.

"Pssh, one won't get her drunk. Maybe if I add some vodka..."

Jamie opened her mouth to argue but was interrupted by another yawn.

Sheena took that as a call to action. "Be right back!" she said as she jumped to her feet. "I'm gonna grab us some refreshments."

"Stay away from Dad's beer!" Jamie yelled at her back.

Sheena returned a short time later carrying three glasses balanced on a serving tray. Two of the glasses contained a mixture of iced coffee and fruit-flavored energy drink while the third sloshed almost overflowing with warm milk.

"I want a soda, too," Kaitlyn said upon being handed the milk.

"The youngest person at a sleepover always drinks hot milk," Sheena said. "It's a tradition. I think it comes from, uh, Russia."

"Russia," Jamie said flatly.

"That's right, Russia! Didn't you know that? Huh!? Miss World History Expert who gets a perfect score on the test and can't share one fucking answer."

Jamie ignored the poodle and took a swig of her drink, immediately shuddering at the taste. "Ugh! What the hell is in this?"

"Your mom's in it," Sheena mumbled.

Kaitlyn sipped her milk and giggled.

The game soon resumed where they'd left off. As they took their respective turns, Jamie and Sheena steadily ascended to a pleasant high from the caffeine while Kaitlyn began struggling under the increasing weight of her eyelids. The older girls cunningly skipped one of her turns without her noticing, then another. Before long, she lay slumped against her beanbag, fast asleep.

Jamie watched her sister for a moment. With the utmost care, she silently crawled nearer. "Katie," she said softly. "Kaaaatie. You awake?"

The cub gave no response.

A broad smile began to split Jamie's face until her lips snapped shut to silence a surprised yelp. Her entire body tensed as a pair of hands unexpectedly made contact with her backside. "Sheena, what're— Ooh!"

The dog buried her face under Jamie's tail, driving her protruding muzzle into the fabric stretched across the crevice between the squirrel's ass cheeks. Her tongue drew long, wet lines over the covered mound of Jamie's sex, up to the hole cut for her tail.

Jamie's eyes glazed over. "That... Oh my gaaawd..."

Sheena pressed her nose hard against Jamie's crotch and inhaled a long, deep lungful as if taking a hard drag on a cigarette. "Mmmm. You ready to cum really fucking hard?"

A pathetic whimper made its way up from Jamie's straining throat. She knew they should move to a safer location, but the hot pressure against her pussy evaporated what little remained of her willpower. She nodded quickly, making her short hair bounce against her shoulders.

"Good girl." Sheena peeled the shorts down over her friend's ass, followed by the thong panties underneath. She groped and massaged the spongy curves of the bare cheeks before gently parting them to gawk at the display of glistening wet pink. She wasted no time in slurping up the sweet moisture. Her every sense crackled, the pungent taste and smell of the squirrel's needy pussy making her head swim.

Tremors crept into Jamie's limbs as she was eaten out. She found her arms suddenly lacked the strength to support her full weight, forcing her to rest her upper body on the floor. With her ass hiked up in the air, Sheena parted her cheeks further and dove in to tongue her pussy more aggressively. Jamie let out a series of shrill squeaks, struggling to control the volume of her voice. "That's sooo fucking good," she said, trembling.

Sheena moaned hungrily in response. She pulled back a few seconds later to catch her breath, the fur on her muzzle thoroughly drenched. "Holy shit, you are soaked."

Jamie reached under herself to rub circles just above her engorged clit. "Yeah?"

"Oh yeah." Sheena thrust a pair of fingers into her slit in smooth, quick jabs. Jamie's wetness squelched audibly, her juice splashing over her inner thighs and Sheena's knuckles. "Listen to that. Fuck! You could sail a yacht back here."

Jamie's back arched and her tail quivered. She buried her face under her crossed arms, her forehead dragging against the carpet as she curled into herself. "Shee...! Ah! I-I'm gonna cum!"

"Not yet!" Sheena slipped her slimy hand from Jamie's pussy and applied pressure to her left ass cheek. Jamie quickly got the idea and allowed the poodle to roll her onto her back. Sheena hurriedly tugged the shorts and panties the rest of the way off her legs and flung them toward the wall behind her, then leaned her weight into her arms held against the inside of Jamie's knees to wrench her thighs wide open. She dove tongue-first between the parted vaginal lips, moaning as she devoured the warm hole.

Jamie instinctively tightened the muscles in her legs to bring them together, but Sheena's weight held her in an obscene spread. The realization that the poodle had seized total control brought her to the peak that much faster. Even with a hand desperately slapped over her mouth, her cries would've easily reached any ears pressed against the outside of the door. Sheena paid the noise no mind as she greedily ate her fill of Jamie's pussy, lapping at her clit all through the throws of climax. The sensations grew almost painfully intense. Still Jamie craved more, fully content to die by orgasm.

After what seemed to her delirious mind like half an hour of powerful contractions, the squirrel's body at last fell limp. Sheena slowed her motions to gentle, leisurely licks across her vulva before aiming a very wet grin up at her friend. "That feel good?"

Jamie barely possessed the strength to nod. "Uh-huh..." she managed with a dreamy smile.

Both girls' attention snapped to Kaitlyn when they heard her mumble through a tired yawn. "Nnm. Is it my turn yet...?"

"Kaitlyn!" Jamie flew into a panic as she scrambled up off the floor, pulling her shirt down to cover her lower half. Her eyes darted everywhere, hunting for her discarded shorts. "Just a second, Katie! Keep your eyes closed!"

Kaitlyn stretched her arms above her head and blinked her eyes open as she transitioned into wakefulness, her surroundings slowly coming more sharply into focus. "What are you guys doing?"

"Apparently nothing," Sheena muttered. She sat back and wiped away the fluids running down her neck, then scratched at a matted patch of her hair in frustration. When Jamie practically crawled over her in the search for the rest of her clothes, Sheena's frown broke into a furious scowl, canine fangs fully bared. She leapt up and grabbed Jamie from behind. "That's it! I'm done with this!"

Startled, Jamie thrashed against her grip. "W-What're you doing!?"

"This is fucking stupid!" Sheena grabbed the hem of Jamie's shirt and yanked it up well past her navel. Jamie fought back, but Sheena succeeded in overpowering her. "Look, Kaitlyn! This is a vagina. Your sister has one, I have one, you have one."

"Sheena, stop!" Jamie struggled to wrestle free, but Sheena had her in a secure hold with one wrist pinned behind her back.

"I'm sick of this crap, James. We have to hide at school, we have to hide at home all day, and now we have to hide from Kaitlyn!? You said she's seen you naked like a thousand times already. What's the big fucking deal?"

Jamie met Kaitlyn's puzzled stare and turned her head away in shame. "She... She's too young for this."

"You hear that, Kaitlyn?" Sheena asked. "Your sister thinks you're still a little baby."

Kaitlyn's face scrunched into an insulted glare. "I'm not a baby!"

Sheena had to fight down the urge to laugh. The girl's large eyes and plump cheeks wearing a look of such indignation was achingly adorable. "That's right you're not," she said, barely managing to maintain a serious tone. "Come on Jamie, let's show her how big girls have fun with each other."

Jamie hesitantly reestablished eye contact with her sister. She stopped resisting against Sheena's grip but made no movement until one of the canine's footpaws swept her right leg, knocking her off balance. She stumbled half a step forward into a wider stance, effectively spreading her legs for Kaitlyn's inspection. She resumed fighting when Sheena's left hand released her shirt and dropped to her exposed pussy, though her thrashing weakened considerably the moment a finger slipped inside her.

"Oh yeah," Sheena cooed. "You're still wet as a rainforest."

"That's just from earlier," Jamie insisted.

"Liar." Sheena nuzzled her face against Jamie's cheek, moaning pleasurably over the sound of her finger plunging a very clearly aroused pussy. "Does this bother you, Kaitlyn?"

The cub shook her head. As if offering evidence, she scooched closer until she sat cross-legged mere feet in front of her sister, staring up at her with spellbound fascination.

Jamie dropped her gaze to the floor, guilt seizing control of her mind as lust claimed her body. Half of her wanted Kaitlyn to leave while the other half silently begged her to stay. The latter half rewarded her with a surge of depraved excitement when Sheena said, "Time to show your little sister your 'O' face, James."

"What's that?" Kaitlyn asked.

"You know what an orgasm is?"

"I think so, yeah."

"So when you have a really, really good orgasm,"—Sheena drove a second finger deep into Jamie, making her moan on command as if to add emphasis—"sometimes you lose control and make a weird face. Jamie's are super cute. Isn't that riiiight?"

"I— I can't...!" Jamie stammered. "I'm g-gonna—"

"Yeeessss." Sheena kissed and licked the side of her face as she fingered her cunt to a creamy froth. "That's it. Cum for me, you juicy slut! Just let go and cum as hard as you fucking can."

Jamie groaned and involuntarily thrust out her hips. As her legs began to quake, she found herself relying on Sheena's help to stay upright. She felt the billowing swell of climax rising up and cracked her watering eyes open to see Kaitlyn perched in front of her, the girl's cherubic face almost between her knees as she stared up at Sheena's fingers undulating knuckle-deep inside her twat. The sight catapulted her over the edge.

"Oh fuck!" Jamie shouted, nearly falling against Sheena as the whole of her strength escaped her on paralyzing waves of orgasmic ecstasy.

Kaitlyn stared wide-eyed at her sister's spasming frame and the milky-clear fluid snaking down the inside of her thighs and around Sheena's palm. She heard Jamie curse, though what she saw looked less like pain than a kind of pleasure beyond the cub's ability to describe to herself.

Eventually, Sheena lowered the panting squirrel onto the floor, where she half-collapsed against her side. Kaitlyn touched her arm and asked, "Are you okay?"

Jamie slowly inhaled and nodded. "Yeah, I'm okay."

"You did make a pretty weird face," Kaitlyn giggled. Jamie chuckled softly.

Above them, Sheena stripped off her shirt and panties. She inspected the damp spot in the crotch of her underwear, tapping her finger against the fabric and trailing a clear string that she brought to her mouth to taste. While the exaggerated "Mmmm!" sound she made was mainly for the sake of performance in front of Kaitlyn, the poodle did find the flavor quite pleasing.

Jamie mumbled her disapproval too quietly to hear. She didn't support what was taking place, but had accepted the futility of trying to fight it.

Delighted to finally be rid of her clothes, Sheena plopped down with her back against one of the beanbags and pulled her legs apart with her footpaws touching just above her forehead. "You've probably never seen a pussy up close before, huh?"

Kaitlyn marveled at the lewd display. As she looked on, Sheena pulled open her labia to expose the shiny wet flesh concealed within. Kaitlyn leaned in close enough for Sheena to feel the cub's breath against the sensitive interior walls of her sex.

"Oh my god," Jamie said, exasperated.

"We're all girls here," Sheena said. "This is just like health class."

"Can I touch it?" Kaitlyn asked. Upon receiving the go-ahead, she traced a finger around the soft outer lips, loosening droplets of wetness that slithered down over Sheena's anus. Kaitlyn studied every minute detail, noting how the vivid purple of Sheena's fur contrasted with the rich ruddy-pink color of her vagina. Her finger carefully probed the depths of that pink, disappearing inside the hole up to her palm.

Sheena dropped her head back against the beanbag. Her clawlike nails dug into the skin surrounding her vulva as she stretched herself open as wide as possible. "Oh, damn. That feels good..."

Kaitlyn beamed, elated to be taking part in this taboo adult activity. She stirred her finger and watched with glee as the poodle shivered in response. More of the slick juice bled out around her finger to trickle down and soak the base of Sheena's wagging tail.

Already flustered with arousal, Sheena quickly grew impatient. "Fuck, I can't take it anymore. Push your finger in and out, Kaitlyn. That's it! Faster. Oh god!" She fanned three fingers in tight horizontal swipes across her clit. With the added stimulation of Kaitlyn excitedly skewering her sugar walls, she barely lasted a minute before an explosive climax sent her knees quivering and her pussy squirting.

Kaitlyn took the spray of girl cum in stride, continuing her mission to finger-fuck the poodle until a shaky hand took hold of her wrist. "T-That's enough! Thank you, Kaitlyn. H'aaahh... That was perfect..."

The young squirrel sat back and examined the pattern of wet spots across her shirt. "Did you just pee on me?"

"Damn it, Sheena," Jamie said. "You told me you were housebroken."

Sheena's limbs fell limp around her. "Fuck you..."

Kaitlyn nonchalantly removed her shirt, soon following with her shorts and underwear. Once naked, she poked the tip of her slippery index finger inside her pussy to mix a trace of Sheena's fluids with her own. A deep breath filled her small lungs and left them in the form of a happy whimper.

"Kaitlyn..." Jamie froze as she watched her sister, caught off guard by a sight she hadn't expected to see.

Petting her young pussy between bowed legs, Kaitlyn smiled sheepishly. "I really like playing with you guys. It feels better than doing it alone."

Jamie struggled to process an appropriate response. "You... know what sex is," she said, her tone stating an obvious fact even though the words had formed as a question in her mind.

"Yeah. You guys are lesbians, huh."

"I..." Again, Jamie found her thoughts stalling. "We— Um, I am. Sheena is bisexual. That's when someone—"

"When you like both boys and girls," Kaitlyn interrupted. "I know. I'm not a baby."

"No. I guess you're not." Jamie walked to Kaitlyn and pulled her gently into a hug. Kaitlyn hesitated a moment before returning the hug, nuzzling her face into Jamie's shoulder when she felt herself being squeezed tighter.

The two sisters embraced for a long moment until Jamie reluctantly put an inch of distance between them, just enough to angle her head down and kiss Kaitlyn on the lips. Though it was brief and innocent enough, the kiss succeeded in sending hot electricity buzzing through Jamie's chest. Her nipples hardened under her shirt, and she found her breathing quickened. She kissed Kaitlyn again, this time holding it until their mouths opened. Her tongue delicately passed Kaitlyn's lips. Overwhelmed by strange new sensations, Kaitlyn simply opened her jaw wider in a submissive gesture that invited her sister to explore every private part of her.

"Holy shit," Sheena whispered. As she watched the two sisters begin to make out, a pair of fingers stealthily returned to her soupy twat.

Jamie put more passion into the kiss with each passing second. The fingers of her left hand sliced through Kaitlyn's long, silky hair to cradle the back of her head. Her right hand brushed the cub's cheek, then slowly descended down over the fur covering her smooth belly to find the mound of her virgin sex. Jamie cupped it gently, feeling as the moist crescent filled her palm with heat.

Both squirrels had begun panting by the time Jamie broke the kiss. She searched Kaitlyn's eyes and found no fear for what was happening, or what both of them knew was about to happen. Her middle finger pulled up to enter the divide of Kaitlyn's pussy, prompting her to tense up and grasp Jamie's shirt. With a kiss placed lovingly on her forehead, Jamie wriggled her finger a short distance between the tight walls, only proceeding as far as Kaitlyn's body language told her she felt comfortable. Squeezing her palm over the cub's clit elicited another gasp, one that wordlessly communicated pleasure. Kaitlyn relaxed her grip on the shirt and Jamie kissed her again, this time feeling their tongues intertwine.

Unable to remain a silent voyeur any longer, Sheena gingerly rubbed the petite bubbles of Kaitlyn's ass cheeks. Her face wedged into the narrow pocket of emptiness between the squirrels, rubbing against the softness of Kaitlyn's belly before moving up to nibble and lick one of her nipples, bathing flesh and fur in warm saliva.

Kaitlyn squirmed against the teenagers, her thoughts exploding in a fireworks display of euphoric pleasure. She pulled away from Jamie's lips suddenly. "I-I can't hold it! Something's gonna—"

"It's okay," Jamie assured her. "Let it come, Katie. It's alright." She fingered Kaitlyn with more focused precision, trying to coax out her climax.

Kaitlyn anxiously resisted for several intense seconds before the feeling took control of her. She squealed as the unfamiliar ripples of orgasm coursed through her body, far stronger than the strobing tingles of pleasure her own curious fingers had brought her in solitude. Her hips moved without her consent, grinding her pussy against Jamie's hand. She fell forward as soon as the last of the spasms finished wringing her core, crumbling into her sister's arms.

Jamie hugged her tightly. "I love you, Katie."

"I love you, too," she said wearily.

Sheena wrapped her arms around Kaitlyn from behind to support her weight when Jamie released her. They toppled backward in a controlled fall, Kaitlyn finding herself resting on top of Sheena, the canine's large breasts cradling the back of her neck like a pillow.

"So what do you think?" Sheena asked. "Was that fun?"

Kaitlyn nodded lazily at first, then with more animation as her vitality returned. "Yeah!" she squeaked.

Sheena folded her arms across Kaitlyn's chest. "Oh my god, little sisters are so cuuuute! I want one, I want oooone!" She rolled from side-to-side over the carpet with Kaitlyn pinned tightly against her, making the cub cry out laughter.

Jamie plopped down on a stool with a relieved sigh. The joy in Kaitlyn's voice quickly dissolved the weight that had been pressing down against her shoulders for the better part of a month. She leaned back with her elbows resting against the pool table, her chest swollen with oxygen, and felt the curious urge to laugh. The playful lightness she observed in her sister was infectious. Her nose twitched and her tail rolled in smooth waves, an excited energy stirring inside her.

When Kaitlyn freed herself from Sheena's grasp and rolled to her side, a sudden impulse spurred the poodle to press her tits together and present them in offering. "Wanna taste?"

Kaitlyn took a tentative lick of the closest nipple, then another. As if by instinct, she latched onto the hard bud and began to suckle. The sensation of something so warm and soft inside her mouth felt deeply satisfying.

"Ooohh," Sheena moaned. "Mmf, you're good at that."

Jamie's knees rotated away from each other as her thighs slowly slid open. She confirmed her own wetness by grinding her ass against the top of the stool, her pussy trailing a clear smudge across the padded seat. Her eyes squinted but seldom blinked as she studied the naked bodies of her friend and sister. Fingers furtively rubbed tiny circles over the hood of her clit, steadily gaining speed and pressure until she was outright masturbating. Straddling the stool, she hurtled rapidly toward climax, rubbing herself to just short of orgasm before pulling her hand away. She resumed fingering her clit a dozen seconds later, bringing herself even closer to the razor edge of climax before stopping. She jumped off the stool in a sudden burst of movement and threw off her shirt and bra.

Kaitlyn and Sheena looked up to see Jamie posing in a wide stance, wearing nothing except a mischievous grin. "There's something I've always wanted to try," she declared. "Follow me."

The other two girls exchanged a look of curiosity, but neither felt compelled to ask any questions. Jamie's unexpected display of boldness prompted them to follow obediently as she descended the staircase to the second floor. Once there, Jamie's confident strut broke down into shaky, cautious steps as she led the way past her parents' bedroom, the sudden realization of their location making her feel exposed and vulnerable. Instead of squashing her arousal, Jamie found the fear thrilled her.

Kaitlyn experienced a similar rush and struggled to contain an eruption of giddy laughter as they quietly padded down the stairs to the ground floor. Jamie shushed her while trying not to laugh, herself. By the time they stumbled into the dining room, all three girls were giggling uncontrollably.

"Jamie! Y-You should've slid down the banister!" Sheena wheezed.

A fresh round of laughter briefly crippled them until Jamie regained her composure. She shushed the other two again before carefully pulling open the sliding glass door to the back yard. "Alright," she whispered, "who wants to go for a swim?"

Already charged with adrenaline, they dashed excitedly out onto the patio. Jamie followed close behind, finding the air of the early September night still pleasantly warm. The pool sat in the ground as a rectangle of glassy darkness—an almost perfect mirror of the sky above it minus the specs of starlight.

Jamie pressed a button on a control panel against the side of the house to activate the underwater lights, then pressed another button to change their color from a harsh white to a deep, soothing sapphire blue. She and Kaitlyn then entered the pool together, stepping down into the shallow end with restrained little exclamations of shock as their bodies submerged in the cool water.

Sheena opted for a more dramatic entrance in the form of a pencil dive into the deep end. She popped above the surface and shook her hair vigorously. A long, refreshed exhale followed as she adjusted to the water's temperature. "Ahhhh... I love swimming naked."

"You do this often?" Jamie asked.

"You were both naked that one time," Kaitlyn said.

"Bottomless doesn't count," Sheena corrected. "I'm never wearing any part of a suit ever again, though. This feels great!"

Jamie and Kaitlyn both agreed.

They all swam about the pool, diving and splashing while trying to make as little noise as possible. Jamie periodically glanced up at the master bedroom window to check for the sight of any light or movement. Unlikely as it was that anyone looking down would be able to tell their silhouettes were nude, she wanted to avoid waking their parents if possible. She worried she'd done just that when something pinched the base of her tail under the water, making her cry out in surprise. Sheena surfaced beside her, snickering.

"Don't DO that," Jamie scolded her in a whisper. She slapped at the water to splash the poodle.

"Oooooh, I'm sorry," Sheena murred. "Did I startle ya? Here, let me make it up to you." She draped an arm around Jamie and pulled her into a hug. The squirrel melted against her when she felt Sheena's other hand slide between her legs. "I seem to recall you love being finger-fucked underwater, hm?"

Jamie said nothing, though her jaw cracked open to leak delicate moans wordlessly praising Sheena's skilled fingers.

Kaitlyn floated nearby, watching with keen interest as her sister's eyes rolled back in her head when Sheena began rubbing her clit. The pair began to sink when Jamie's legs curled up around Sheena's waist, prompting the canine to paddle them over to the shallow end where her footpaws reached the bottom. When they entangled in a passionate kiss, Kaitlyn swam to the pool's edge and climbed up onto the rim. She turned to sit with her feet dangling in the water, her focus trained on the older girls.

After a moment, Sheena caught the sight of something that made her break the kiss. She directed Jamie's attention to where Kaitlyn sat leisurely fingering her pussy. "Look at that. Just like her big sister. Being a horny slut must run in the family."

"I guess you've corrupted both of us," Jamie teased. She swam over to Kaitlyn, who looked down at her with a smile suggesting something akin to pride. Jamie moved her face between the cub's thighs for a slow, sensual lick down the middle of her slit. Kaitlyn shivered at the initial contact, then squirmed impatiently when Jamie's tongue lingered over her soft vulva. Lips soon joined to kiss and massage the delicate folds before her tongue probed deeper, pushing up into her body.

Something about the fresh, clean scent of young pussy stirred Jamie's memories. She recalled the experience of losing her own virginity years earlier, when she'd been introduced to the forbidden paradise of sex by a babysitter. She remembered writhing on top of her bed as the older female ate her out, the euphoria of her first orgasm triggered by someone else, and the chilling loneliness of being left to withstand the onslaught of confusing emotions with no one to help her process any of it. The only living soul she'd had the courage to tell was Kaitlyn—less than a year old at the time, too young to even understand her words.

Jamie looked up into her sister's eyes and saw need inside them. She felt in that moment as if everything had happened exactly as it should have. An immense gratitude washed over her at the realization that Kaitlyn wouldn't be abandoned in an unfamiliar world as she had been. Jamie wouldn't allow it. Her sister, she vowed, would feel only supported and loved.

Kaitlyn sensed a change in Jamie as the older squirrel bared down, tiny waves in the pool radiating outward from her body. The gentle, exploratory movements of her tongue became more hunting and focused. Her lips enveloped Kaitlyn's pussy as her thumbs peeled open her labia. What had been a warm tickling sensation grew into a hot, tendrilous pleasure squeezing Kaitlyn's loins. She fell back into a reclining position, everything except her clenching footpaws exiting the water as her legs stretched open. She felt the makings of a scream in her chest and slapped both hands over her mouth to contain it.

Sheena climbed out of the pool and knelt over Kaitlyn, replacing the cub's hands with her muzzle. A deep French kiss muffled any sounds the squirrel made as she lost control under the combined stimulation of two wet, slathering tongues inside her mouth and pussy. Her climax triggered a roiling chain reaction through her muscles, making her back arch off the cement.

Jamie continued to devour Kaitlyn's delicious young cunt through the duration of her orgasm, lapping at the juicy slickness until a pair of trembling legs closed around her head. She pulled back licking her lips, eager to make sure Kaitlyn was alright. The girl lay sprawled out and panting as Sheena gently stroked her hair.

"That was a really good one," Kaitlyn said, her voice slightly shaky.

"You're amazing," Sheena said. "Total fucking little rock star."

"I'm so proud of you, Katie." Jamie lightly caressed the insides of her thighs. "You're definitely not a baby, and... I'm sorry if I treated you like one."

"S'okay," Kaitlyn sighed contentedly. "I really like playing with you guys." She paused, second-guessing her choice of words. "I mean, not playing, but..."

"No, no," Sheena said. "Playing is totally the right word. And I wanna play, too." She shifted her torso over Kaitlyn with her knees positioned to either side of the cub's abdomen, then scooted down until their faces were almost level. When she felt their pubic mounds touch, she wiggled her presenting backside in an obvious request for attention.

Jamie couldn't resist capitalizing on the opportunity to repay her friend's teasing. "Oh, I don't think so. Bad girls don't get to play. And you, little pup, have been bad." She punctuated the statement with a swat across Sheena's buttocks, having all but forgotten any reason to avoid making noise.

Sheena gasped in surprise at the smack, but found the stinging jolt strangely appealing. "Oooh yeah, I have been bad. Naughty, even!"

"Yes— you— have!" Each word Jamie uttered coincided with another open-palmed slap across the poodle's ass.

"N'aaugh. Yeah! Spank my naughty ass, I deserve it."

"Oh my god," Jamie laughed derisively. "Are you getting off on this?" She spanked Sheena twice more. "Nasty bitch. There's something wrong with you."

"Sooo much wrong with me." Her breasts squashed against Kaitlyn's chest as she shifted from her hands to her elbows to support her upper body. With their faces inches apart, Sheena nuzzled her nose against Kaitlyn's and sang, "I'm addicted to loooove."

"You're weird," Kaitlyn said, clearly amused.

"We're all weird," Jamie said. She stared at the sight of the two crotches stacked clit-to-clit, the vertical pink slits painted a dazzling shade of violet by the blue light glowing beneath them. Her tongue pressed flat against the top set of folds and licked upwards, then descended all the way to the furry merger of her sister's ass cheeks. Kaitlyn moaned and the halves parted as Jamie licked upward, slurping a trail of saliva up under the patch of bare skin at the root of Sheena's tail. The squirrel's face bobbed slowly up and down as she licked from one tailhole to the other, swallowing the taste and scent of wet heat.

"Fuckin' A, James." Sheena's tongue rolled out the side of her muzzle as she relished the tormenting pleasure of this slow, deliberate kind of oral sex. To her surprise, Kaitlyn licked at her dangling tongue before taking it into her mouth to suck it in some rough approximation of a blowjob. The action drove Sheena wild. She kissed the squirrel passionately and writhed against her young body, ensuring their torsos made maximum contact while wriggling her ass in a silent plea for the attention of Jamie's mouth.

Jamie reveled in the poodle's obvious desperation and opted to ramp up her teasing. Her pace grew torturously sluggish before finally halting altogether, leaving Sheena to hump against the blunt lance of her tongue.

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" Sheena gasped as she attempted to get herself off, desperate to cum.

A giggle from Kaitlyn told Jamie that both of them were enjoying the little game being played. She and her sister were alike in so many more ways than she'd known. Eventually, Jamie showed mercy by sealing her mouth around Sheena's pussy and tongue-fucking her to a blasting gusher of an orgasm.

"Oooohh migawd! I fucking love yooooouu!" Sheena's body went stiff amid a string of involuntary jerks, then seemed to liquefy as she sank from the apex of climax.

Jamie eagerly drank down the excess of her juices, then resumed portioning out her oral attention between the poodle and her sister, their flavors coalescing in the back of her mouth. Her sleep-deprived brain easily fell into a mesmerized rhythm. The spell broke when Kaitlyn voiced the desire to move, the concrete under her beginning to take its toll on her back. Only then did Jamie become fully aware that the hand not being used to grip the pool's edge for stability had found its way down between her legs.

Sheena rolled off of Kaitlyn onto her back, tiredly rubbing the soreness from her knees and elbows. Jamie pulled herself up out of the pool and stood above her friend, dripping copious amounts of water over the canine's lower half. Acting on a whim, Sheena stuck out her tongue and flipped her off.

"I need to cum," Jamie announced. Without another word, she crouched over Sheena's face.

The poodle readily responded with a hard, noisy suck job. Her tongue slithered up to wriggle against Jamie's cervix before slathering over the stiff bump of her clitoris. A mixture of pool water and the squirrel's natural lubricant ran down the sides of her face, matting her fur and soaking into her still-damp hair.

"Fucking fuck! Yeah, oh yeah, eat that pussy. Mm! God, I love that tongue." Jamie tried to fondle her tits with both hands, but quickly found her tired body lacked the dexterity to balance on the front tips of her footpaws. She placed one hand on the ground in front of her for stability, the added support allowing her to grind her soaked crotch against Sheena's ravenous mouth. "Yesss! Eat my cunt, slut-pup!"

Kaitlyn sat sideways on a lounge chair and watched transfixed as Sheena skillfully ate two orgasms out of her sister in a matter of minutes. When she began working on a third, Kaitlyn took notice of the fact that Jamie's crouching position put her face exactly at pussy height.

Jamie knew what Kaitlyn wanted as soon as she approached and wasted no time in spearing her tongue up between the cub's vaginal lips. Rather than mimicking Sheena's aggressive pace, she instead savored the profound intimacy that such contact allowed and lovingly caressed her sister's pussy with every part of her mouth. Sensuous moans accompanied the soundtrack of licks and slurps, interrupted only when Jamie paused to breathe. "H'ah. Mm, you taste so good..."

"Ca— Can I taste you?" Kaitlyn asked shyly.

The cub's eager curiosity thrilled Jamie. "Of course you can." Detaching herself from the warm grip of Sheena's muzzle, she crawled across the grass and sat with her back against the waist-high stone wall that separated the pool area from the rest of the back yard.

Kaitlyn got down on all fours with her face framed between the tapering patches of lighter fur marking the insides of Jamie's upper thighs. She took a whiff of the air, seeming to notice for the first time the distinct scent of female arousal. Finding the aroma inviting, she took a tentative lick of her sister's pussy lips, then another. The clearly pleased response from Jamie urged her to go further, touching her mouth to the spread and scooping her lips and tongue against the glossy-wet crease in a vague imitation of what had been done to her minutes earlier.

Jamie's head slowly dropped back over the top of the stone wall as her footpaws slid out over the grass, widening the spread of her legs. The tingle of her sister's velvety tongue exploring her pussy introduced her to sensations not entirely like anything she'd felt up to that point. Despite the cub's relative awkwardness, her motions excited Jamie no less than her friend's far more practiced technique.

The two fueled each other's excitement. "You're doing really good, Katie. Oh, fu— That's perfect! Yeah honey, lick your big sister's pussy. Just like that!"

Kaitlyn's tongue rolled between the fleshy lips inflamed with desire. She moved with a genuine enthusiasm, her sister's encouragement spurring her on even as her inexperienced jaw grew tired more quickly than she expected.

Sheena knelt behind Kaitlyn and poked her index finger between her slippery labia. She pushed deeper past the entrance, then withdrew the digit to lick it clean. She repeated the action several more times before licking the salty-sweet nectar directly from its source.

Following a sudden convulsion, Kaitlyn brought her head up and gurgled out a moan of euphoria. Jamie immediately replaced the absent tongue with a pair of fingers in her twat. "Oh yeah! Make her blow, Shee. I want us to cum at the same time."

Kaitlyn felt her ass pull apart as a probing canine tongue plunged deep inside of her and a wet nose pressed against her tailhole. She tried to hold her body still but couldn't, the sensations in her sex vibrating out through her limbs, making her squirm. When her sister asked if she was close to cumming, she struggled to force the unruly waves of her voice into a response. "Y-Yeah!"

"Oh my god, me too." Jamie pinched her left nipple and frigged a third finger into her yawning cunt. "I'm r-really close! Let go, Kaitlyn! Cum with me."

Sheena tore her muzzle away and stabbed a middle finger into the tight hole, targeting Kaitlyn's G-spot. "Cum for me, honey," she whispered. The cub writhed under the stimulation, every jerk and twitch of her small frame communicating everything Sheena needed to know. Her efforts brought the girl to a powerful climax, recognizable by a telltale orgasmic cry and the sight of her asshole clenching in rhythmic contractions. "That's it, Kaitlyn, cum for your Auntie Slut Pup! There you go, baby. Show me all that big-girl squirrel gliss!"

Jamie's orgasm charged through her within moments. "I'm gonna, oh...! F-Fuuuck!" Her shoulders snapped back against the wall as squirts of pussy juice doused the grass and splashed the side of Kaitlyn's face.

The younger squirrel dug her fingers into the lawn beneath her as Sheena worked her through wave after wave of agonizing bliss. When the squeezing sensations at last abated, she felt as if her every nerve had gone numb. She crumpled into a panting heap of fur, totally spent.

Jamie's legs fell slack, even as she continued to masturbate through the punching orgasmic contractions. "Oh my god! N'aagh!" Her teeth grit angrily, tears welling in her eyes as her muscles burned. Finally, she melted. Her eyelids descended and she breathed, deeply and slowly, content to slide into a serene abyss of unconsciousness.

Something touched her lips. Jamie opened her mouth to accept a finger glazed in her sister's cum. For half a minute she gently sucked the finger and its neighbors clean, continuing until a stray thread of spittle escaped over her lower lip. Sheena's tongue caught the thread, then dove in for a wet, sloppy kiss. The teenagers made out with passionate shamelessness, saliva strung between their mouths when Sheena abruptly pulled back with her eyes wide open and alert. "What's that!?"

Jamie listened and quickly identified the sound as a spray of water hitting leaves. "That's the sprinklers in the Decostas' yard. Holy shit, those come on at, like, four in the morning."

Their expressions reflected mutual shock as the pair realized just how long they'd been having sex outside. The imminent approach of morning made them suddenly anxious for the privacy of the house. Jamie helped Kaitlyn to her feet before the three of them jogged inside, Jamie popping back out seconds later to shut off the pool lights. The trio bounded up the stairs quickly and in near silence, the lone sound being the repeated slap of Sheena's heavy breasts smacking against the damp fur matted over her ribs as she hopped up each step. They barely managed to reach the safety of the rec room before all three of them broke into laughter.

"What was that?" Jamie snorted. "Some kind of titty alarm system?"

"A booby trap!" Kaitlyn cackled.

"Hey! Don't knock the knockers just because they're fuckin' hot." Sheena gave her breasts a vigorous squeeze. "Hey Kaitlyn, do you know what motorboating is?"

The cub shook her head.

Sheena stepped up behind Jamie and grabbed the squirrel's tits under her arms, pressing them tightly together. "Just put your face in there, like in the middle, and move your head real fast. Go like bbl bbl bbl bbl."

Kaitlyn watched Sheena's demonstration against an imaginary pair of breasts and then did her best to mimic the action against Jamie's. She nestled her face into the furry cleavage and rapidly shook her head side-to-side while pushing air from her nose and mouth.

Jamie shrieked and jumped backward. "Aaaiiick! Tickles!"

Sheena collapsed sideways against the wall and slid down to the floor, unable to stay upright with how hard she was laughing. The poodle clutched her sides as she howled, making the squirrels laugh with her.

The effects of sleep deprivation made everything madly hilarious. The girls joked and played with a kind of drunken mirth, attempting a pillow fight with the oversized beanbags that left all three of them in hysterics. They eventually settled into a pile on the floor, talking away about nothing until they finally lost their hard-fought battle against sleep.

The need to pee woke Jamie just over an hour later. She made her way back downstairs with arms crossed tightly over her chest to shield herself from the early morning chill, realizing only after she'd reached the bathroom that she could've put something on to keep warm. In only a few hours, she'd become so accustomed to being naked that her subconscious had accepted it as the norm.

Jamie remained seated on the toilet after relieving herself, fingering her clit to scratch a sexual itch that had flared seemingly from nowhere. As her lust produced involuntary moans that gradually rose in volume and pitch, she wondered if she'd remembered to lock the bathroom door—not that she particularly cared one way or the other. All of the anxiety and frustration she'd suffered seemed so tragically pointless in hindsight. After going to such absurd lengths to deny herself pleasure in her sister's presence, she found herself wishing Kaitlyn would barge in and insist on watching her masturbate. The fantasy swept her along to a loud, shuddering climax that left her straddling the toilet as if it had tried to buck her off.

Adrift in a peaceful post-orgasmic haze, Jamie wandered around the second floor for a brief while. She paused in front of an east-facing window to gaze out at the beginning of dawn, the faintest shade of blue outlining the jagged black shapes of the foothills in the distance. She sighed wistfully. Time seemed to move so brutally fast.

Shards of cold air penetrating her fur prompted Jamie to hurry back to the rec room. The blanket she snagged off her bed on the way there fit perfectly to cover Kaitlyn and Sheena as they slept. She snuggled down in between them, wrapped her arms protectively around her sister, and drifted off in moments.