A sliver of light spilled past the curtains, tinting the room a vague silvery blue. Deep in the night, quiet, with the world on pause as if cryogenically frozen in moonlight. Time to think, or not. Whatever one was in the mood for. Racheal wasn't just an extreme early riser, she loved this time of night. She slid out of bed and a buxom silhouette arched as she stretched and puffed out the sizeable spheres on her chest. She wore only a long t-shirt, which draped off the doe's tits and fell to just cover the lighter belly fur and set of plump lips between her hips. The moon was always full in her wake, the firm tan-striped mounds swelling out in full glory. But it didn't matter as she had the night to herself. Her hooves clicked on tiles as she stepped into the kitchen, dim and lit only by streetlights splashing through the windows. Summer was well underway, meaning there would always be some sort of refreshing drink waiting in the fridge. Ice and orange peels crowded the glass pitcher, clinking as she removed it. The kitchen counter nearby was occupied by her brother's football helmet. At least it wasn't a jockstrap this time. She nudged it aside and poured herself some tea. A breeze washed over her legs, drawing attention toward the patio. The sliding door had been left ajar, beyond which the crickets were coming in loud and clear along with the refreshingly cool night air. She slipped outside and parked her butt on the bench, settling in with a flicker of her tail. There was something else on the breeze- the scent of wet concrete. Distant came the sound of sprinklers from within the park across the street. Orange tinged tea passed her lips, slowly, savoring the taste. Ice clinked as she sat the glass down, touching the droplets beading down its side. Refreshing, cold liquid that felt good on the tongue. What about the rest of her? A glance up and down the street. A tug of her collar to let the night air waft in, down between her breasts and nipples standing erect. The idea was a bit risky for her taste, yet it refused to be dismissed. She gripped the bench, leaned forward. The house was silent behind her. Up and down the street, no hint of activity in the rest of the neighborhood. A sigh and she massaged the back of her neck. Then stood and pulled the shirt up and over her head. Her hooves hit the grass and she was off streaking into the night. - Veils of arching water swept over the park. Lamp light became a fuzzy diffuse glow and segments of the path and surrounding grass were divided into many small liminal spaces filled with invigorating mist. Somewhere in the in-between, Racheal reached up to welcome the oncoming sound of rain on slick lawns. She gasped as cold droplets poked her breasts, increased rapidly as the brunt of the cool shower rolled over her warm body. Her fur was soaked and then water slicked down her, dripping from her jutting breasts and tracing down under the curvature of her ass. Gathering her hair, she tossed it back, raised a leg and her hands swept up her hips and side. The brisk shower and excitement inspired a dance of some kind that she made up as she went along. She stepped, hips swishing, following along with the wall of rain. It moved on, leaving her dripping in the middle of a small courtyard. She halted, took her breasts in hand and peeked over them. Down her body, all the way to her hooves where a few blades of grass remained plastered. Thoroughly soaked now, but still a bit warm and sensitive between the hips. The cool water only highlighted flaring heat down there. As the sprinkler rotated further away, it left her in relative silence. Sparse dripping from the surroundings was abruptly overshadowed by a new noise- rapid hoofsteps clopping up the path behind her. - Ryan hit the brakes, face falling and hooves skidding over slick stone. Transfixed on the dew-sprinkled peach that had suddenly come into view. The buck came to a halt at a near perfect distance to strike up a conversation. But what to say? For once he was at a loss for words, able to little but gawk at the shapely stranger. She remained rigid, fixed forward. Knowing somebody was there but unable to face getting caught naked in public like this. But at last, a blushing and mollified face peeked over her shoulder. Recognition untied the sibling's tongues. "Racheal!?" "Ryan?" Brother and sister both blinked in disbelief for a moment. "Streaking in the park? Really, sis?" He stood with arms crossed, the swell of well developed bicpes obvious against his pecs. His feigned stern expression with a pointedly upturned eyebrow came into focus a moment later. But of course he could not maintain a serious composure for long. A cheeky grin broke out before she could finish rolling her eyes at him. "I go do something crazy and I run into you. Of course!" He had no argument for that, but a moment later her eyes met his on the rebound from a downward survey of the buck. Tall, on the thin side but etched with lean muscle, abs stood out and traced the belt of Adonis. And below that, he dangled freely and fit the status of "big" brother quite well. She had relaxed a bit and the arm hugging her breasts had slackened enough to reveal a hint of twin pink circles. Her other hand censored her pussy, a set of plump lips filling her palm with a warm wet touch. "Crazy? Yeah, sounds like me," Ryan said with a thumb pressed to his chest, which then pointed to her, "So what's <>your<> excuse?" She pursed her lips, "I'm just out here to cool off," "Temperature or..?" He tweaked an eyebrow, a corner of his mouth tugging up into a smirk. Teasing her was practically a pastime, the circumstances of this meeting didn't change that. "Wouldn't you like to know!" She said bluntly, sticking her tongue out at him in lieu of being able to do anything else while keeping herself covered. A chuckle and he turned away from her for a moment, producing a phone from a plastic pouch strapped to his arm. No doubt he'd want to share this latest exploit with the internet. In the meantime, his rear end wasn't a bad sight. A toned and well rounded curve of fine mahogany. Truthfully the only thing she had on him was that her own booty was substantially larger and bouncier. Somewhere in the background one of the sprinklers started blasting a pole which rung out like a bell and reminded her she was openly staring at her brother's rear end as if in a trance. In a similar state she released her titties under the pretense of a sigh. He turned around, a mischievous face tilting up from the glow of the screen. She hadn't been covering much to begin with but with the last little bit of her revealed, he was momentarily taken by surprise. His eyes widened and bounced from head to hoof, back up to her set of big bare tits and nipples standing firm as the breeze spritzed them with mist. It was her turn to smirk. She grasped at a lock of hair and moved it out of her face. Only then noticing there was a light shaking in her hand. She didn't protest when he took it. Then pulled her close so the two of them could fit in the selfie. Her breasts squished against his solid chest, the buck not budging as he pulled her close. Pressing her curves against him made her feel like soft, warm jello in comparison. A thick arm encircled her waist as her hands ran down his torso and passing thoroughly over the creases of musculature on his sides. His sheath was squeezed between their bodies while his balls brushed against her thighs, dangling low enough that their outswell fit conveniently between her legs. She closed her stance just a bit, not quite squeezing but holding them cozily in place. Right then and there she decided that she would not stop until he was drained entirely. All the teasing he did to her was about to be paid back. He raised the phone above them, a flash capturing the moment. "There's a good one for Onlyhooves," He remarked. "Only one?" She whispered close to his face, and then nuzzled into his neck. Her hand meanwhile passed over his chest, down the front. He gasped as a pair of fingers traced maddeningly close to his sheath, outlining where it was attached to his body. With a smooch on the side of his muzzle, she broke from his embrace and turned around bringing her butt against his lap. His hands touched lightly on her hips, framing her ass just in front of his sheath, by now throbbing. Holding the curvy doe a little closer than arm's length. Reaching back, her palm pressed against his stomach, sliding down. Her finger circled around the head of his sheath, feeling it swelling up at the tip. Just a bit more teasing and he popped out with a wet slick noise and a quiet sigh. His excitement traversed up her butt, lined up perfectly in the crack until her tail was tickling his cock's head. Then it swelled up over even that. She shot him a glance over her shoulder, looking first to his sheepish grin and then her eyes moved down to the thick pink shaft standing stiffly at a high upward angle. Without any resistance at all she swiped the phone from his hand and took a picture. A nice tilted angle down her back, toward the cock standing tall over her ass. Another shot taken between her tits, down her underside to the set of nuts dangling beyond her spread thighs. With a wink, she backed up, resulting in her butt pressing his cock back against his stomach and there it rocked up and down a few times. Her hands slid down the front of her legs to her knees as she bent over, back arched and pussy pressed against the base of his cock. His hand reached and she obliged, passing the phone back to him. The other moved around her neck, taking hold of it. The next couple pics told the story well enough. His cock laid across her ass, glazed lightly with precum. The next, it was buried in full under her ass and tail. Ryan took aim, lining himself up as the sprinkler came around again. As the water swept over them, he spread her with his fingers and slid his cock as deep inside as he could reach. The heat in her pussy seemed to radiate out into a feverish energetic wave, even the water running down her back and ass feeling warm. The buck was taking his sister from behind, vigorously. His cock spread her pussy sliding in until their bodies met with a clap and her ass jiggled from the intensifying impacts. Hair shrouded her face, save for the end of her muzzle and teeth pressing into plump lips. Her moans of sheer relief, the plopping each time his cock thrust into her wetness. Her hooves scraping as she widened her stance, wanting him deeper inside her. All masked under the patter of falling rain. He smacked both hands down on her ass and took a handful each as he unloaded inside her. A steaming hot geyser, surrounded by cold mist. Quickly filling her and then it was pattering down onto the concrete in the wake of the waning curtain of water. All at once the park went dead silent. Still catching his breath, Ryan glanced around confused for a brief moment until he processed that the sprinkler system had shut off. Probably automated, but it still spooked him somewhat. "Ugh..Well, that's probably our cue to get going," Racheal's pussy didn't seem to agree, still squeezing tightly at his cock until he had to push against her butt to slide out of her. His cock flopped out, bobbing between his legs and leaking the last bit of the fat load he had blown in his sister. Racheal stood up, all smiles as she turned on him. "Yeah. Well, don't rush back too fast," A wink and then she was bouncing off at a light jog into the shadows. - Another pic. This one of Racheal kneeling in Ryan's bedroom, looking up from between his legs as she had swallowed his cock just as thoroughly as her pussy had done. Likewise, her lips made the same journey. All the way up and down his shaft, gently kneading his balls as she did so. The heat-crazed doe was not done seeking new thrills that night, making good on her oath to drain her brother's balls down to the last drop. The final pic taken that night was of her soaked pussy resting on his chest, throughly licked and serviced while she continued making out with his cock and balls. Thanks to his very horny, in-heat sister, Ryan became one of the most popular posters on Onlyhooves.