The dogs are backkk. Super happy with how this turned out. God knows I've gotten my mileage out of the "stealth_sex" tag on e6, so I figured I'd do a little something to pay it forward.

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Katie's cheeks flushed as she felt her brother's paw move down her side, then down the small of her back, then tenderly slide beneath the soft lace of her waistband. Her breath caught in her throat. Her heart began to pound away in her chest. Just the other night she and Ethan had joked about getting handsy in places they weren't supposed to: a restaurant, a family gathering, a movie night. An extra layer to their already forbidden bond. Though the scenario admittedly made her loins stir a bit, his previous comments about his paws on her pussy in a room full of people had registered as a joke to her.

She gave Ethan a quick, exploratory glance. The man continued to watch the movie, idly tossing a piece of popcorn onto his tongue. The smug fucker. In her panties, his paw told another story. His warm palm slid across her ass and slowly nestled down onto the warmth of her mound, gently rubbing back and forth across her lips. Katie tried as hard as she could to keep in a moan. As quietly as she could, she craned down and worked her head into her brother's neck. Her eyes flicked between the two friends sitting less than three feet from them. Neither of them reacted at all. Katie buried her mouth into Ethan's fur and let out a shuddering breath. She could feel herself getting wet. Two of his digits had worked their way past her labia and were sliding up and down the length of her soft girlhood, gently pressing her opening at the apex of each run. She felt her nipples pressing into her brother's chest, and she knew he felt them, too. Despite the adrenaline coursing through her veins, Katie felt her hips start to betray her. With each pass of his fingers, her hips rolled back to greet them at her dripping entrance, her arousal overcoming her otherwise immobilizing fear. The breaths into Ethan's neck grew faster and harder. It was only a matter of time before their friends smelled her. She knew they needed to stop but the fear of being caught was intoxicating. If only they knew what was happening beneath that blanket. Ethan gave her entrance two short taps and Katie tried to prepare herself for what would happen next. His forefinger took the first slow plunge and she scrunched up a fistful of his t-shirt as her body froze in pleasure. He sank up to the first knuckle, then the second, and then he was all the way inside of her. Katie's heartbeat hammered in her throat as he drew his finger back out as slowly as he'd put it in, then pushed himself back in again. The girl felt her juices trickling down her inner thigh. It was anyone's guess how long she'd be able to keep quiet.