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A single shaft of morning light pierced between the window curtains, falling directly on Syn’s face. His eyes wide for a moment before shutting themselves tightly against the blinding light. A muffled groan escaped his mouth, followed by a yawn. He opened his eyes again, this time shielded from the morning sun by his hand, and squinted at the clock on the bedside table. It read 7:14 AM; far too early to be awake.

 

Rolling over to escape the rising sun, Syn felt the furry bulk of his Arcanine before him. The pokemon was taking up most of the bed and was enviably still sound asleep. Syn wrapped one arm around her and buried his face against her soft warmth. She stirred slightly, but did not wake. Syn closed his eyes again and tried to get back to sleep.

 

But it was not to be. A heavy thumping reverberated through the walls, signalling that his little sister Rose was running through the house. Syn only had a moment to mentally prepare himself before she burst into his bedroom, hollering “Syyyn, get uuuuup!” When he did not immediately respond, the 8 year old terror jumped bodily onto the bed, landing on all fours by his legs.

 

“Wake up!” she insisted.

 

Syn responded by prodding her off the bed with his foot. “You can wait,” he said, his voice still heavy with sleep. “I’ll be up in a few.”

 

The little girl groaned. “But it’s breakfast time,” she demanded. “And I’m horny.” She climbed up onto the bed again, more carefully this time so as not to be kicked off, and straddled his leg. Even through her panties and the covers, he could feel the warmth of her arousal. His cock began to harden almost in spite of itself; even more so when she began to dry hump him.

 

“Gimme a few minutes,” he mumbled. Then, knowing that would not be enough to deter her, he added “Go play with Houndour.”

 

Rose squeezed her legs together and bucked against him in sexual frustration, but finally let out an exasperated sigh and rolled off of him. Without another word, she ran out of the room, probably to do exactly what he had suggested.

 

It was of small consolation to Syn, however; the damage was done. He was beginning to wake up for real now, and his cock was rock hard. Sitting up, Syn saw that Arcanine was awake too, which was no surprise. He reached out to pet her orange flank.

 

“She’s a pest, huh,” he said to her.

 

But not without benefits. As difficult as she was to deal with, Syn was glad to have her around. Their parents having passed away years ago, the task of raising her had fallen to him. At first he had tried to be mature about it, but it hadn’t been long before the temptation to take advantage of the situation had proved too great. By the time she’d turned 6, Syn was fucking her regularly. She was well trained now, although sometimes her energy outlasted him.

 

It was Arcanine that was his preferred partner, however. She’d been his pokemon for as long as he could remember, his first friend and his first lover. His mind drifted back to the events of last night: Arcanine on her back, her hind legs spread wide, her front paws on his bare back, tongue licking affectionately at his face. He’d knelt between her legs and thrust himself against her furry body, his cock driving deep inside of her canine pussy until he’d exploded deep within her. Then they’d changed positions and done it again, and again. The end result being that he had not gotten nearly enough sleep.

 

Back in the present, Syn let his hands wander through Arcanine’s fur. He rubbed her belly, paying special attention to the little buds of her nipples as he came across each one, until his hand went lower and he found her sex. He slipped a finger inside her, and the Arcanine let out a low whine of satisfaction. He wanted to go further, to take her again right there.

 

But it would have to wait. Rose would have to be satisfied first, or she’d be back to interrupt him in no time. And his growling stomach told him that it was indeed breakfast time. Syn pulled his finger out of Arcanine’s pussy, gave her one last cuddle and kiss on the forehead, then rolled out of bed. The pokemon watched him from the bed for a moment before she too rose, stretched, and followed him out of the room. The day had officially begun.

 

Syn was not surprised to find that Rose had not been able to wait even a few minutes to get her fix. They found the precocious preteen sitting on the couch in the living room. Dressed only in her thin nightshirt now, her legs were spread wide and her panties dangled from one angle. Her Houndour stood between the child’s legs; the pup’s front paws were braced on Rose’s thighs and her muzzle was buried directly between the girl’s puffy pussy lips. Rose’s flat chest was heaving and she bucked her crotch against the pokemon’s probing tongue.

 

Sometimes Syn wondered if he shouldn’t have gotten Rose a male pokemon to occupy herself with instead. But then, he was worried that she’d have outlasted it. And the female Houndour pup had come with the usual ‘benefits’ for Syn as well.

 

He could have left the two to finish up their fun alone, but he did still had a raging boner. “Down, Houndour,” he called to the young pokemon, who immediately heeded the order. Then he addressed his baby sister. “Rose, bend over.”

 

Squealing with glee, the 8 year old whirled so that her arms were on the sofa cushion, her knees were on the floor and her ass was up in the air. Doggystyle was their favorite position: it allowed Syn to penetrate deeper, and brought Rose to orgasm quicker too. Getting down behind her, Syn positioned the cock against her slit and gripped her by the shoulder possessively. It was time to take what was his.

 

Rose’s small body shivered as Syn rammed his cock inside of her. His cock sunk deep into her pussy, bottoming out in under a second. Syn savored the her tight confines before pulling out and slamming back in again. The hard fucking pushed Rose against the the sofa cushions, muffling her moans at first. After a moment, however, the girl pushed herself back, and the sound of her voice rose sharply.  Galvanized by her audible pleasure, Syn redoubled his efforts.

 

“Are you going to behave yourself today?” Syn grunted between his teeth.

 

“No,” Rose moaned, pushing her pussy back against her brother’s forceful thrusts.

 

Still gripping her shoulder with one hand, Syn used his other hand to push the girl’s nightshirt up. Then he reached around, rubbing the underdeveloped nubs of her nipples. Her body shivered again, and he felt her warm insides squeeze down around his cock, but he knew it would take more than that to get his little slut of a sister off.

 

As it just so happened, Houndour was there to help. Obedient, but not content to be completely ignored, the cub carefully maneuvered herself between the two siblings’ legs. Then she surprised them both by raising her head and giving their joined genitals a big slurp. The pokemon’s tongue dragged itself along Rose’s stuffed labia, lapping up the juices of their lovemaking, and then traveling down the parts of Syn’s shaft that couldn’t fit inside. Rose yelped in excitement, Syn pounded the girl harder, and the helpful little Houndour licked at them both.

 

Syn was determined to make Rose cum before he did. He almost failed. Almost, but in the end he knew her body too well. He had trained it to react to his touch, he knew exactly what it wanted. That expertise, combined with Houndour’s probing tongue, proved to be too much even for her insatiable lusts. Just as Syn felt his own loins beginning to tighten, her body stiffened underneath him and her cries became more frantic. The squeezing of her tight pussy became rhythmic as the spasms wracking her body were transferred to him in a series of cock-milking waves. It was only then that Syn knew it was safe for him to cum, and he did, his own orgasm adding to hers in an explosion of semen. He bent over her, driving his cock deep into her and pressing her small figure down against the couch cushion again.

 

When Rose’s body had stopped shaking beneath him, and he’d finished dumping his load inside of her, Syn pulled out. Sticky juices, hers mixed with his, dripped down the girl’s thighs and onto Houndour’s muzzle. The pokemon lapped them all up hungrily, letting nothing go to waste. Syn offered her his softening cock, and she gingerly suckled at it. Then, when every last bit of cum had been squeezed out of it, Houndour returned to licking Rose’s oozing pussy. The young girl flipped over and sat on the floor, spreading her legs for the happy canine.

 

“Breakfast in fifteen minutes,” Syn told her before making his way to the kitchen.