Keeping Quiet

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.

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Keeping Quiet

Kylie skipped through the mall as if the sheer lack of responsibility of a weekend had given wings to her hind paws. Her brother, a like-coloured Arctic fox, padded along more serenely behind her with their newest friend: Goatie.

Well, no, that wasn't quite true. They'd met up with the goat a few times on vacation and who'd known that they both frequented the same city for work and leisure? It gave them a perfect excuse to meet up on less than vacation time, even though it was in a less exotic setting than their first, highly erotic, meeting.

Goatie shivered, the grey-furred goat's ears slipping back smoothly as he looked between the white foxes with a small smile pulling at his lips. How could they be so carefree? It was something that he wished to emulate for himself but they'd at least gotten him into attire that was a little more girly than what he would usually wear out on the streets. The shirt Kylie had already swapped his loose, casual T-shirt for was loose and flowing, something more feminine that he would have perhaps relaxed around his own home in but that he could also feel confident wearing in the right company.

And the fox twins were very much the right company. Even if Kylie had insisted on going shopping. The vixen was endearing as she bounced around the stores, her brother smiling as his gaze turned from disinterested to smouldering, Kyle clearly imagining his sister in each and every increasingly racier ensemble she pulled out of the lingerie racks.

"Look at this, Goatie!" Kylie squealed, holding up a pair of pale violet leg warmers. "These would look so cute on you!"

The goat blushed and shook his head, holding up his paws.

"Oh, I don't have anything to match that shade..."

"Then that's why you need this cute babydoll too!"

It was designed for a lady fur but his slender and beautiful frame would hold it just right and the goat shivered as he took it delicately in his paws, holding it up to better admire it from all angles.

Now that was definitely one that wouldn't be making it out of the bedroom. He licked his lips, fantasies curling into the back of his mind. And the twins were right there to feed them.

"Think about this," Kylie murmured, hanging over his shoulders as she slid a paw down to his lower stomach, toying with the waistband of his tight pants, which, in all honesty, hid nothing at all. "You in that sweet little ensemble... I wouldn't even need to take it off to get at your -"

"Kylie!" Her brother hissed, though there was a chuckle sealed just behind the barrier of his lips. "Not so loud!"

Blinking innocently, the vixen pressed up even more closely to the goat, swaying back and forth sweetly.

"Oh, I don't think anyone's close enough to hear me, not beside the ones that matter here..."

And the only ones that mattered, at least to the trio right then and there, were the twins and Goatie. The goat gasped softly as Kylie sashayed past him, tail teasing across the front of his crotch as his shaft pulsed and throbbed. Why did it only take such a little touch from her to rile him up, get him as ready as he had been the first time the sexy vixen giggled and kissed his neck?

She cast him a sly wink back over her shoulder, disappearing through the racks back to the entrance of the store. But just because she had left one store did not mean that she wouldn't find something even more alluring in another.

It was enough to make a goat weak at the knees, desire swelling up to his lips that could not be released. Kyle smirked knowingly at him, though wasn't so inclined to assist.

He couldn't moan. Goatie trembled. Not like that. Not in public. Quiet. He had to be quiet.

"Where are you going?" He managed to force out, though the tremor in his voice made him sound less confident than he wanted to appear. "Kylie?"

"Come on," Kyle murmured, poking him lightly in the ribs. "We better go after her; she won't be trying to outrun us."

Yet Goatie hurried all the same, letting out a plaintive little bleat as he followed Kylie into a kinkier type of store entirely. He didn't realise what the dark interior entailed until it was too late to turn back, the goat's eyes widening as Kyle bounded up beside him, a cocky laugh on his lips.

"Damn, goat, don't look so eager," he chuckled, dropping a saucy wink that said even more than his words. "Furs will be getting the wrong idea about you."

Goatie blushed and tried to avert his eyes but all that was at the forefront of the store was rack upon rack of feminine lingerie, though everything grew kinkier and darker the further back one delved. It was supposedly set up like that to make sure that kids or those simply too young to be in such a place didn't wander in unduly, the register set up within sight of the doors and yet still far enough away to be discreet. Goatie shivered. Yeah, that would probably be helpful when he had to walk up with armfuls of whatever Kylie picked out for him!

"Over hereeeee," Kylie called in a singsong voice, head bobbing up over the top of a rack containing bras that wouldn't cover very much of any lady's breasts at all. "Come on!"

The goat flinched.

"Does she have to be so obvious?"

"Well, yeah," Kyle shot back with a roll of his eyes. "It's Kylie. She wouldn't be my sister otherwise."

Having no answer for him, Goatie sighed and followed the flick of the vixen's tail, though he could not land eyes on the attire she'd picked out in lieu of her body. Her denim skirt barely covered all it needed to for modesty, the waistband tucked down over one hip as she cocked it cheekily. Her tail lifted as if to give him a flash of what she had to offer, Kylie giggling sweetly just as she caught his distinct lack of attention.

"See something you like, Goatie?" She crooned, tucking her fingertips beneath his chin to tilt his chin up, eyes meeting her sparkling, dancing pair. "You do seem rather distracted over there!"

"Erm..."

"I think he's very distracted, dear."

Kyle looped an arm around the goat's waist, drawing him in close, although there was nothing friendly about the action. The smouldering heat rising up from the backs of his eyes told a different tale entirely and his paw slipping down to casually grope Goatie's crotch hinted at the ending.

The goat jumped and swallowed a bleat, eyes wild as his ears twitched.

"Guys! No!"

"No, what?" Kylie murmured, kissing his neck. "No one's looking."

"Yeah, they're just watching to make sure that no one steals anything," Kylie whispered, breath tickling his ear. "They give you plenty of...privacy here."

"To an extent," Kyle added. "You still have to be careful."

"And quiet, little goat."

But it was hard to be quiet when sharp teeth teased down the line of his neck, nibbling and nipping as he trembled. Goatie pressed in closer to Kyle, grunting softly as the taller fox groped his ass, squeezing so casually that it was as if he had complete and utter liberty over the goat's body.

"Look at this..."

Kylie showed him more lingerie, cut-off shirts that wouldn't have been suitable to wear out in public, booty-shorts that perhaps would have looked better tucked under a tail rather than with the loop of fabric looped over the top to keep them in place. Each one offered fresh promise but all he could think about was keeping his lips pressed firmly together as he shivered, need rising as his shaft hardened within his underwear. He couldn't remember what she was showing him, all that dominated his mind being those sweet lips teasing along the line of his ear, a male's paw brushed the light bulge of his shaft so very casually once again.

Was there anything the twins couldn't do for him or persuade him into? Probably not. Goatie licked his lips and let out the tiniest little murmur as Kylie held up a corset over her chest, though the red and black would have looked more striking on her than it would have on him?

"What do you think?" She murmured huskily, leaning into her brother as he lazily looped an arm around her waist. "Just your style... It will make your figure look even more divine, darling."

No. Not quite right. A purple one for him, he thought hazily. Or another soft shade, pink or maybe even a delicate green. It would all look wonderful offset against his fur and even better when his arms were trembling, struggling to support his body over Kylie as his shaft drove into her warm, yearning pussy.

And he knew he couldn't have held back any longer, need pulsing and blood roaring dully in his ears. Kyle knew it too, the fox's lips parting in a smooth, suave grin.

"Come with me..."

Kyle's tone left nothing up for debate as he took Goatie's paw and towed him lightly towards what the flustered goat presumed were the changing rooms. Kylie trotted after with the corset in paw, a suitable decoy, but there wasn't anyone there to stop them as all three tumbled into a changing room with a locking door with reckless little giggles on their lips.

"What?"

"Shush!"

"You can't do that here!"

They had already made up their minds on what to do with the goat, however, turning him to face the mirror in the changing room as the corset was tossed aside. Maybe they'd buy it later, maybe not. Either way, it had served its purpose for them. Giggling madly, Kylie tugged down his tight pants, revealing a shapely bulge in the front of the underwear that wasn't quite for females only and not for the usual male body type either. The panties clung to him, accentuating his hips as the vixen leaned in and traced her tongue delicately over his shaft through the silk.

"Delicious..."

But she wasn't just there to tease, oh no. Tugging those down too, she allowed them to cup and press back his balls, leaving only his shaft free. Taking his length deep into her muzzle, she moaned quietly around him, only stopped from making more noise by a light tap from her brother on top of her head.

"Now, now..."

It was Goatie, however, who had trouble keeping quiet as he hopped from one cloven hoof to the other. Grunting and murmuring, the only thing that kept him still enough for her to suck on his shaft properly was Kyle's lips meeting his and the fox was needy himself, making a larger bulge through the front of his black jeans. His paw took Goatie's and insistently pressed the grey-furred paw to his crotch, the goat eagerly groping and squeezing as his balls tightened up.

It was wrong, they shouldn't have been doing it in public - so close to discovery - and yet every sensation seemed heightened due to their location, the sweet proximity of their bodies to others. Someone moved past the changing rooms and he shuddered, trembling on the brink of desire even as Kylie did everything in her power and more to push him over the edge.

Kyle's tongue plundered his mouth and the goat pressed up to him eagerly, letting the fox's strong arms support him, hold him up as the chord of pleasure with him rose to fever pitch. Higher and higher he soared until he could hold back no longer and could only focus on keeping his sounds of lust to a minimum - the very bare minimum - as his cock throbbed, pulsed and spurted wantonly onto Kylie's waiting tongue, her jaw hanging open for his sweet load.

But, as he spent his seed into her sweetly angular muzzle, Goatie still knew that he had two horny twins left to please. An attendant ruffled through the main part of the changing rooms, humming a tune to herself as she collected stray hangers, a devilish grin crossing Kyle's muzzle as he unzipped his jeans. Goatie's heart leapt into his throat, eyes alight.

They just had to be quiet!