Her voice

That beautiful voice that I have grown around my whole life ringing in my ears like a song.

Her eyes staring into my soul in which I get lost in her own, an unforgiving ocean that I am glad never lets go.

My heart pumped rabidly in my chest, the sense of love and desire running through my vains.

I watched as she seemingly danced through the shallow water towards the shore where I stood. My legs growing weak.

Her steps were slow yet energetic. It had me locked in a trance. Before I knew it she was upon me, her muzzle not to far from mine.

A blush made itself known on my nose, heat consuming my body as we speak. A grin creeping on my face.

"Hello~" She purred, her eye lids low and a glint in her eyes. I gulped, not trusting my mouth to say the right thing.

"H-hey M-mom..." I murmerd, sounding like a child who has just been caught doing the unthinkable.

She giggled, walking past me and letting her tail graze under my chin. I felt a jolt of life pop from between my legs, it hard and wanting action.

"Little Aleu, I'm shocked. I never thought you'd like me~," she paused, glancing back and lifting her tail. "But again, I excepted one of my pups to want me~"

Before I could even muster a word her lips hit mine, ourselves getting lost in each other.

It felt good, me and her here. That moment felt like heaven until-

"AHH!" I yelled in unison with my father, both of us now wet due to our 'lovely' watcher Boris the goose.

"You two are just a like. Both sleep in no? Maybe it's just that extra wild in you both." He frowned before walking off.

Me and Papa looked at each other before giving a joyus laugh.

"Welp, best we get up." He sang as he shook the water off. I refused to stand though, fearful to let my father see my erection.

He knew, my siblings knew, half the town knew too. I was indeed a hermy yet it still felt awkward.

Without even a word Papa gave a knowing nod and let himself out. That was the good thing though. Papa understood it. He had one himself.

But that's where the similarities end. After all, Papa doesn't get a hard on thinking about his mother.

Hello, this is my first story written on here. I'm mostly a Wattpader (yes those people.) Anyway, im open to constructive critism :)