With the distant yelp of his sister Randy started to drift from dream to the reality, without the redeemable feeling of getting a good nap, still feeling exhausted and drowsy. He squirmed in the bed, and winced while blinking into the darkness of the room he was sleeping in. There was someone. Two figures with disproportionate heights, and -what shocked him- they seemed to be only in their underwear, it seemed.

This was just a dream, and he was sure he was slipping into some sort of distorted reality ,as he closed his eyes shut. But moment later he recognized the voice telling something about sleeping til sunrise. That draw- it was definitely Sandy, and it didn't sound like a dream, at all. But who was she talking to?

After a small pause he winced again and what he managed to make out was too impossible to pass as reality. It was her- but now she was completely naked, climbing into bed while the other male person was just frozen. But than it got even more crazy. As the male turned, Randy recognized the face- that was that hotelier that helped them... Alan... but why is he taking off his shorts?! Randy closed his eyes shut, desperately trying to convince himself this is some sort vivid manifestation of some messed-up fantasy he adamantly tried to refuse, to pass as a reality. Randy wanted to wake up from a dream within a dream, to see his sister sleeping tucked-in her blankets, just like she did after she dozed off few hours ago. But after a few seconds and another quiet moan of hers filled the quietness of the stuffy hot air in the quiet room. And then another moan, slightly louder, with her heavy breathing, and noticeably his quiet gasps for air. THAT was HAPPENING!

Randy half-opened one eye again. He saw them. Alan was laying on his back, his face buried in between Sandy's thighs. He was pleasing her orally, and judging by the frequency of her moans, he was doing impressive work of it. He could see her small breasts going up every time she was gasping for air, her pointy nipples sticking from the fur covering her breasts. Randy also noticed Alan's male part, completely erected pointing upwards, and every time Sandy moaned, his tall shaft responded with a noticeable twitch. Randy didn't want to watch, but it wasn't in his control to stop peeking at the male on the bed next to him, devoted to sexually please his sister.

That was no ordinary penis- Alan was a tall guy, but even with that the length of his shaft was unusually long. Randy felt hurt to witness how significant it looked. It also pained him that his prude sister obviously had no shame nor any intention to stop Alan. Quite the opposite- Randy remembered how she sounded that day he witnessed her pleasing herself and this was exactly the same gasps and moans. A minute later, she arched, released the suppressed long moan and collapsed in the blanket behind her.

An air started to bear subtle smell. Randy painfully realized the source- it was the wet womanhood of his sister, still catching air. Randy was hurting, physically and mentally. He despised the idea of his sister being intimate with a man, especially some one-night stand hotel staffer. But to his terrible humiliation, he could not notice that he got aroused watching them. It was out of his control, The male squirrel felt powerless to find courage to stand up and confront them. He just played himself like a dead bug, wincing at them... tormented by over-brimming feelings of the deepest hurt, anger, jealousy and arousal as well...

He wished this was it, and now it's time for that tall black demon to go back whatever hellhole he came from. But that was too far from truth. He started to whisper something into Sandy's ear and she, after compliant nod, still breathing heavily, turned towards the wall, getting on her knees, while leaning with hands against the wall. The male puma slided back a little more and propped himself so his head comfortably rested in between her legs again. He wasted no time and started licking the parted slit of Sandy's pussy. She started huffing, her tail whipping in the air, the outline of her body showed her breasts bouncing everytime she arched back and forth. It took only half the time for Alan to finish off the 2nd round of oral pleasure.

Sandy collapsed on the beds edge, and closer to Randy. And then she glanced his way. He immediately closed his eyes, hoping that she didn't see his look. He heard Sandy hushing to Alan, only word he was able to catch was "slowly". Randy carefully tried to peek past his nearly closed eye if she shifted her focus elsewhere. To his terror, she was still looking straight into Randy's face, with an unmistakable grin, which was haunting him.

The male squirrel was terrified to realize that his sister might've been aware of him being awake. Randy noticed how Alan moved to the further edge of the bed, her back to his chest, while both laying on their left side, head to head. The hotelier moved his left arm underneath the hip of nude squirrel female, locked both hands around her hip and rolled on his back. At that time Sandy's back was resting on his chest, her butt cheeks firmly positioned by his hips, her naked front pointing towards the ceiling. He whispered something to her ear, and she nodded in acknowledgement.

Alan reached out and took his penis in his right hand, positioned the pre-cum sticky tip against the slightly opened lips of her swollen vulva of the considerably shorter squirrel. And than Sandy's head turned towards Randy, eyes open, wearing the same frightening grin. At the same exact moment Alan gently started pushing Sandy against his pelvis, the tip of his manhood sunk into her sacred parts.

Randy shut his eyes in an anguishing pain, and the corners of his eyes started to get moist with escaped tear. He refused to look at them any further, but after he started to hearing the moaning of two lovers, a wicked curiosity made him open eyes. He witnessed how effortlessly Alan's arms were moving the naked body on his sister's chest, back and forth, while her legs being apart offered an unrestricted look at the place where the tip of her current panther's fleshy shaft was slowly sinking. The labia lips were swollen and firmly wrapped around his member, halfway inside, as a whiny moan of Sandy suggested it went deep enough. After a short pause, her body was slowly being pushed upwards by pair of firm male hands. Now freshly exposed part of his love-making tool was covered with trace amount of vaginal lubricant. After the small body atop stopped moving, a subtle gasp left the panther's mouth, a moment has passed and this brief 3-second cycle started to happen anew. And then again.

The short pauses happening in-between the individual impalements became shorter with each set of moans, while the female was moved on longer traverse, moans less muffled. Both of them had their eyes closed, minds overwhelmed with the pleasures only sensual intercourse could bring. A stream of saliva dripped from the male mouth, leaving a wet spot on bedsheets where his head was rested, just as her slit was secreting more moisture, now pooling on a male's abdomen. Sandy feet the touching of the bed started to lift, her toes were curling at the moment her body was propelled against the males pelvis. The whole mating scene, was happening mere feet away from the bed where a devastated Squirrel brother tried to regain control over his sanity.

He had many dreams about his sister, and embarrassingly her, only a few were of a tingling nature. But now he was witnessing his naked sister driven by lust, penetrated by a random male that didn't even know she existed several hours ago, undeservingly blessed to use Sandy- his sister, to please himself. Him seeing this scene- that was not an accident. It was happening for a reason. She wanted him to see that. She knew how much she meant to him and how greatly he revered her- not just as a sister, not just as a model character, but also as a gorgeous woman. He got caught on couple of occasions to devour her looks, free of any clothing, and she could read it well in his eyes it was every single time a captivating moment. And now she commits the pursuit of her wild pleasures by a No-one, unwilling to stop even when she's aware of him being in the same room- fully awake.

Sandy did want him to suffer- more than he ever did. There are many ways to break a man, but none are crushing as witnessing how full taste of one's desires, are consumed by someone else. His slightly closed his eyes as they were filled with tears, and despite the wild erotic scene happening in his view, Randy was barely able to see how connected bodies of a short brown squirrel and tall black puma rolled on their side, facing the window. Alan, still being lodged in between the pair of the female athletic thighs, lifted her right leg, and rested his in position to allow him to make his abdomen move against the Sandy's.

Alan's right hand's fingers started to play with her pubic area, caressing a small patch of hairs He asked for her approval, her slouched head, now resting on his left hand, with eyes closed, made a nod. Randy did not need to hear the whispers to know what is going to happen-He gripped the bedsheet, as Alan made his first thrust against the feminine loins. A subtle female responded with labored whine as the tip of the manhood pressed against her cervix.

The face of a tall Puma was marked with fulfilling joy, his teeth were biting his lower lip as his eyes closed shut as he pulled out, bracing for another thrust. Gradual pacing of the hip movements were offering the squirrel a blend of deep satisfaction, coupled with a discomfort of receiving now extensive length of a male's fleshy pole, making her moans soon turn into whines. The thrusts were uninterrupted when Sandy's body, firmly held against the shuttling male started squirming in convulsion, with a noticeable, high-pitched yelp. That noise was tearing Randy's mind apart, knowing his sister just climaxed in the arms of a stranger.

The throbbing body pressed in between two strong male arms bore little attention to the male. He was nearing his own finish lane and there was nothing that could stop him from his release. Despite Sandy's feeble attempt to signal her strong discomfort, uninterrupted the paces of his thrusts, peaking, as was his breathing. Both Alan's Mouth and eyes were tight shut as he made it to his finish lane, releasing muffled moan. He submerged his penis with the entire length deep inside her, making the underbelly show the bulge where the tip struck a cervix. Squirrel female convulsed a little more, than becoming limp and loose.

Randy felt sick, wanted to throw-up, as he saw how the sexual organs of Alan's body were pumping his seed, deep into the sacred parts of his sister. The Black male made several more thrusts, unwillingly plunging semen into every crevice. Some strains of the sticky liquid escaped the tight grip of interlocked genitals, and leaving dark spots on crumpled bedsheets of Sandy's bed. Alan collapsed next to a seemingly lifeless body of a squirrel girl. Only heaving chests of still coupled bodies were in contrast with their idle exhausted bodies.

At that point Randy's eyes were wide open, he was unable to notice in his shock as he stared at both of them. After a while, when the pace of their breaths calmed, it was Alan's turn to get shocked, who, upon opening his eyes, noticed that the squirrel male across the room, wasn't asleep. He started quietly talking into Sandy's slouched ear, while maintaining startled eye contact with Randy. At this point both squirrel siblings stopped caring how concerned the Puma male was with this sudden discovery. Sandy briefly glanced at her brother's face, but closed her eyes, not acknowledging any feelings on her part, ignoring any significance of getting caught doin' dirty. She shrugged her shoulders for Alan, which offered no comfort to Alan's growing feeling of awkwardness of the situation he found himself in.

His spent member started quickly contracting, and finally escaping from Sandy's lady parts. Small amount of sticky seed started slowly leaking on her left leg, which made squirrel lazily roll on her stomach and seconds later, started drifting into a slumber, not unusual after night filled by heavy drinking and bedding. Alan carefully started moving away, while trying to reach for a blanket rolled behind him. As he sat on a corner of a bed, he covered the body of a sleeping woman laying in it. Randy was apathetically staring at his sister , in process of a recovery from trauma the last 20 minutes caused him. An anger and monumental depression of now resting sibling was efficiently transferred onto him. He wanted to confront Alan- right than and there in the room, but the male puma was passively avoiding to give him impetus. After few moments spent dressing-up in the bathroom, Alan without a word and sound, backed through the door leading the room silent and dark again, with a resting squirrel girl and her brother, marked for life.