It’s been rough for me these past few weeks. Having to go back to school after a long break is always difficult. My free time has gotten really precious, and I’m not sure I will be able to get my hands on enough hours to properly enjoy myself again. The weekend's all I have. I figured that I should spend what little time I have with someone I care about, and Mia seemed like she could use some extra company anyway.
The two of us are nestled comfortably on my bed, sitting close together as I play video games and she scrolls aimlessly through social media on her phone. We're each engrossed in our own worlds, occasionally talking as a thought or idea pops up in one of our heads. Having her around makes me feel much more eat ease. I don't know when was the last time I had fun while playing video games by myself. I remember when I used to beg my parents to buy me a video game console when I was younger. Now I barely even glance at the thing. I mostly just sit at my computer and watch random videos online. Video games seem more like a chore now. I have a very strong suspicion that gaming is something I do just out of habit and not because I actually like it. But… what else is there to do? It's either that or mope around all day. Or, you know, sleep.
I yawn, tilting my head back against the pillow. My fingers move deftly over the controller as I focus on the screen, the familiar pattern of pixels dancing across the screen coming together to create a colorful scene of an intense battle filled with raging gunfire and explosions. Each kill brings us closer to victory, the score steadily climbing higher and higher. It doesn't feel very challenging, though. I've gotten so good at this game that I'm confident I can win every time I play. That would have been something to brag about back then, but now? There isn't anything special about winning in a video game. I'm not a kid anymore. Why am I even doing this? What’s the point? All I’m accomplishing is making a number on screen go up in value. I don’t feel a single shred of satisfaction. It’s all just lines of code. I’m pressing colorful plastic buttons to make my virtual gun shoot bullets at the enemy’s virtual face. I could be do anything else right now. Finding a job, meeting new people, planning out my future. How many thousands of hours have I spent on video games?
I let out a defeated sigh, my hands falling into my lap. I can still feel the controller rumble slightly in my grip, reminding me of its presense. Pressing the Home button, I close out of the game and set the controller down on the bedside table, rolling over onto my side and shoving my face into the soft comforter. A whine slips from my throat, muffled by the white fabric. My eyelids are heavy, threatening to fall shut any minute. I feel tired despite having done nothing all day. I curl my tail around me and snuggle deeper into the mattress, exhaling deeply.
"I'm so tired..." I whine.
"Of what?" Mia asks, reaching over to stroke my hair.
"Being bored. Nothing's fun anymore." I complain. "Even video games aren't fun anymore. It all feels like a chore. I'm supposed to be having fun..."
"Enough with that talk." she says, pinching my cheek. "What could possibly be bothering you so bad? You barely even show up to class. All you do is sit in your room all day."
"Hehe... true." I giggle. "I'm just moody like that. It's not all sunshine and rainbows, though. Still feels like there is something missing from my life."
"Of course there is." Mia replies, continuing to scroll through her phone.
"Seriously. It's pretty obvious that I'm not working hard enough to better myself. Definitely not a good situation to be in right now. No social life, no job, kinda failing school, no future plans, no sex life..."
"No sex life?" she turns her head to look at me.
"You don't count."
Mia shakes her head, a small smile curling up her pink lips. I laugh and snuggle closer to her, resting my head on her chest. Her arm snakes around my waist, pulling me in tight. The warmth of her fur against mine sends happy jitters shooting throughout my system. Our bodies fit perfectly together like puzzle pieces, and I revel in being able to cuddle with her like this. Fiery sparks jump between our skin as we press together, igniting a heat deep in my core. I look up at her fondly, gazing deep into her hazel eyes.
"Come on, that was funny." I smile.
"Yep. Hilarious." she replies, ruffling my long locks.
I relax under her touch, enjoying her caress. Her nails dig lightly into my scalp, creating tiny, soothing trails that send shivers through me. Mia scratches behind my left ear, causing me to release another contented sigh. I never realized how badly I missed this kind of attention. Being able to relax and have someone take care of me is such bliss. If only she knew how much I needed this love and support. Going days without feeling loved can really make you look at things differently. It left me wondering if I deserve it at all. I guess I haven't had anyone to lean on since I became more closed off as I got older. I forgot how much it means to me to not be alone. I can finally see the world through new eyes. The feeling of her hands in my fur, the sound of her soft voice, it all grounds me enough to remind me that maybe I do have people looking out for me. That maybe it won't always be just me against the world.
"Mmmmmmh... I love you so much..." I purr, melting further into her touch. "Thank you..."
"Love you too, Mike." she replies, planting a kiss on my forehead. "No need to thank me either.”
“It’s just really nice to actually have someone in this bed for a change,” I tell her. “Promise you’re gonna be here more often?”
“Promise.” she says, giving my hand a firm squeeze. “You’re all I can ever ask for.”
A warm flush spreads through my body. My tail thumps against the mattress, sending small vibrations through the comforter. Those words are gonna be the death of me someday. Mia lets out a chuckle, her hand sliding down to rest against my lower back.
"Who said we have to keep it a joke, though?" she adds quietly, winking.
"The... the sex?" I stammer, looking up at her.
"Uh huh." she smirks.
My heart skips a beat, feeling light headed from excitement. My cheeks flush slightly as I sit there with a dumbfounded expression, eager for her next words.
"Well?" she prompts.
I nod silently and adjust myself on the bed, sitting up straighter and staring at her intently. A big grin creeps onto her pale features, a glint of mischief sparking inside of her eyes. I close the distance between our lips, leaning in and cupping her face gently in my hands. We kiss lazily, our mouths moving slowly and carefully along the other's. Her tongue traces lightly across my bottom lip, teasing my mouth open so she can slip in. My breath quickens as she explores my mouth, my eyes fluttering closed as I relish in the attention I'm receiving. Her hands wrap around the back of my neck, pulling me closer. Our bodies press against each other as if magnetized, sloppy kisses exchanged between breaths of oxygen and deep moans. We pull away from each other with heavy panting, faces flushed with pleasure and desire. I run a hand through my dampened hair and swallow hard, feeling my heart thunder in my chest. Mia looks up at me with half lidded eyes, spreading her legs wider apart and lying back against the pillows.
“Ready when you are.” she says, beckoning me forward with one finger.
Her long chestnut hair spills over the sheets, pooling around her in an angelic halo. She stares at me expectantly, waiting for me to give in to my lust. I gaze back at her, feeling completely overcome with desire, unable to help my hands from wandering downward and brushing softly against her thighs. I gently grab hold of her pink cotton panties, helping her slide them off and tossing them aside. The sight of her exposed pussy makes my cock twitch inside my boxers, desperate for some stimulation to ease the tension coiled inside of me. I slowly lower my face between her legs, gazing up at Mia with the eyes of a curious little puppy. She nods eagerly, her eyes flashing with anticipation. My tongue swipes delicately over her folds, lapping up the sweet honey that oozes out. The scent of her arousal fills my nostrils, making me dizzy with pure bliss. I lick and suck on her clit, drawing circles and spirals in her silky wetness.
"Ooooh, Mikey..." Mia moans softly, tilting her hips upwards. “Good boy…”
Her hands are tangled in my hair, tugging roughly as she squirms beneath my attentions. Each gentle flick of my tongue elicits a shudder of ecstasy from her body. A slight blush tinges my cheeks as I tease her with my lips, sucking at her sensitive nub. I finally pull away from her, sitting up and wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. I set my glasses down on the nightstand and lift my shirt over my head, tossing it haphazardly somewhere on the floor. I grab the waistband of my boxer briefs and peel them off in one swift motion, revealing my manhood. Droplets of precum drip from its tip, landing on the sheets and soaking into the fluffy surface of the bedding. It throbs in my hand, pulsating against my palm. Mia sucks in her breath and watches as I kneel before her, rubbing my dripping cock against her folds. She closes her eyes, leaning her head back against the mattress as her breathing starts to become heavier. We both let out a soft moan as the tip slides inside her, causing the familiar wave of intense pleasure to crash over us again. The rest of the shaft follows quickly, sliding inside her snug hole. Her walls clamp onto my shaft, squeezing tightly around my dick. I lean in closer to her and slowly start thrusting inside, savoring every second of our newfound intimacy.
“Mike...” she murmurs, wrapping her arms around my neck as I thrust deeper and deeper. “Mmmmm~”
We both pant heavily from the exertion, our bodies trembling against each other. Her warm, moist pussy surrounds my throbbing length, enveloping it completely as I continue to pound into her with increasing vigor. My hips start pumping faster and faster, each thrust drawing out more gasps from Mia’s parted lips. Sweat runs freely down our faces, beads forming at our temples and trickling down our chins. I can feel my balls tightening, desperate to spill their seed. The familiar sensations of an impending orgasm are starting to build up inside me, panic gripping my heart as I realize I won’t last much longer.
“Fuck, I’m gonna…”
I quickly pull out of her sopping cunt, grabbing a hold of my cock and stroking it with frantic speed. Mia closes her eyes, mouth agape in anticipation. I let out a loud moan, painting my sister’s face with milky white cum. Ropes of jizz splatter onto her tongue, coating the insides of her mouth in sticky globs. Warm spurts continue to shoot out of my dick, hitting her chin and dribbling onto her chest. She takes an audible gulp, swallowing down every drop of me. I crash down onto the bed, panting heavily as the last vestiges of my orgasm fade. My muscles quiver and shake, exhausted from the rush of passion. Mia rubs her face off on one of the sheets, her eyes fluttering open lazily as she glances at me with an amused expression.
“Holy shit…” she whispers. “You really just gave me a facial.”
“You like it?” I ask.
“Totally. Wanna kiss?” she giggles.
“Ewww! No!” I protest, scooting back further on the mattress. “You’re gross!”
She laughs loudly, sitting up to put her panties back on. I let out an exasperated sigh, crawling out from under the covers with a grumpy expression.