A Furry tale of an Uncle's love for his Niece and his Sister.
Twin Lesbians get it in the end [so to speak].
Don't like fur don't read the story.
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I hope you enjoy.
ONE
Uncle Ben owns a fur salon. He does more than run the shop. Sometimes requests for custom furs are made and he has done this for as long as I have known him, all my life.
I'm Gena, his niece and I just turned 18. Ben is my favorite, well only uncle, but he would be my favorite anyway. He's the younger brother of my mother. She's all I have now that my dad got killed by a drunk driver.
Ben is blond, handsome and tall. A real friendly and happy face that makes women buy lots of his furs. He's also kinda rugged and very well built. He says he's 40 but he doesn't look over 30. For such a big and rugged guy Ben is very gentle. When we greet and he hugs me which is always, it is fantastic. Being so gentle and with his big soft furs it's a real thrill I look forward to. My boyfriends, such as they are, could take some major lessons from Ben and he isn't even coming on to me.
He says he has made much more money on financial tips from his customers than he would ever from the fur salon. Ben says he could retire now if he wanted to but he likes the furs too much to stop. Ben wears the most fantastic furs all the time.
I discovered very early in my life I love his furs too. Every excuse I get I drop by his shop, like on my way home from school. He started letting me wear some of them around the shop even when I was much younger. I've gotten some nice inexpensive fur jackets from him growing up as Christmas and Birthday presents also.
He even lets me borrow some of his very nice furs every now and then if I have a special event or date. My boyfriends don't know what to do with me when I wear them and I've worn some incredible furs. I've so wanted one of them to make love to me when I wear one but, sadly, I'm still a virgin. They are so dense, ham fisted or rough.
I've worn furs most of my life thanks to Uncle Ben. My classmates are everywhere from 'that's nice' to 'no way'. I don't really care what they think since I wear fur for myself and to please Uncle Ben.
I've been to my Uncles house many times. He has more furs at home than the fur salon practically. At the salon they are all coats, jackets and fur accessories with a few pillows and a throw or two. At his house there are fur throws and pillows on the couches and big chairs, fur spreads on the beds. The best place of all is the heap of magnificent furs in his fireplace well. It's like a fur womb! I get so excited my panties get wet.
I have dreams of wallowing in all those furs or being trapped overnight in his fur salon with him while he does all sorts of wonderful things to me with furs. I've had these dreams for a long time now and I can't stop them, I don't want to stop them. They are so warm and sexually satisfying.
My Uncle could make love to me any time he wishes. I know this sounds perverse and terrible but my dreams have taken me past that and I no longer care about what anybody else thinks. I truly love my Uncle Ben.
TWO
Gena, my niece, has been increasing her visits to my fur salon since her Sophomore year in high school. Her school is not far from the salon. She has always stopped by since she was very young and I let her play "dress up" with the furs in the salon. Gena knows she is always welcome. She is so cute she actually has 'sold' several coats to women who thought it was so charming I let her play in the shop like that. Ample justification to keep her in furs.
Any more Gena is looking more like a fur model than a cute little girl running around in her mothers fur coat. I have to admit to being excited by her trend. She has gone from a more sensual than normal little girl to an incredibly sexy young woman in the furs.
I have given her some rather nice second hand furs and a few new inexpensive fur jackets growing up from as early as five so she is very familiar with furs. I have 'allowed' her to borrow some very fine furs from time to time for events and dates. Some klutzy young guy is going to have more of a thrill than he could imagine making love to her in her fur.
Gena's fine body and thick, curly red hair doesn't help any to dull my erection when she comes around. With nicely proportioned breasts and long legs that match her long well formed body Gena is major model material. Not the anorexic type.
Mind you, being a healthy 'young' male and having the occasional beautiful woman try on and often buy my furs I admit to this being the highlight of my day or week. I have dated and had sex with a few of my customers, not all single.
When I first started screwing my female customers I was very uncertain. I had one wife who was trying to 'inspire' her husband with furs and fur talk. Asking me about it and what she should talk about, she talked her dress right off herself and nude into the furs in no time at all. It was near the end of the day and we fucked like minks in the fur storage room and the middle room couch after hours. We had a fucking good time. I did her in many different furs so she would "know" which ones were best.
She came back and bought two more furs wanting to get laid again. Several hours later she left the shop a very satisfied woman. My cock ached. I saw her on the street a few months latter with another wife I had sold furs to. They were both decked out in furs and were very cuddly with each other. I think the husbands lost.
I can tell almost immediately now if it is my lucky day. It's not at all very often.
None of the women I have met so far through any means have really captured my heart or caused me to change my lifestyle. None but a few brief affairs have really gotten down in the furs with me to my utter disappointment.
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I've always been in the shadow of my older beautiful sister Mary all my life. She is the 'smart' one.
The thing about Gena is her total likeness to her mom. It is like a constant reminder in addition to her own sensuality and intelligence. Both Gena and Mary are highly intelligent and cannot be taken in any way without that as part of their person. Mary had some real issues with her husband over this and he had even more difficulties with Gena.
Since her husband died a sexual tension that was present when we were kids has reawakened. We haven't discussed it and I am sure she is aware of its presence, a sexual tension in the background. We are both pretending it just isn't there for so many reasons.
Gena and I have always gotten along wonderfully in that respect. Like an adult in a child's body except when she plays with the furs. She becomes mindlessly enamored with the furs as she plays at modeling them and enjoying their sensual pleasures. I've always encouraged those activities and desires of hers.
Mary never got into furs, claiming poverty with some justification in spite of my offering to give them to her. She's always been wound a bit too tight. The one major difference between mother and daughter.
Gena has asked me to hire her for "sales and stuff" as she put it to help her mom with her college money. I was already considering giving her what she needed knowing Mary's financial situation. They are doing OK from Mary's Advertising job but not so well as to afford college for Gina. She is my sister and I'm more than willing to help out. I certainly have the money though Mary hasn't asked.
I recently told Mary I would provide the funds but it had to be between us. This way Gena could take pride in "working her way through". Little did I know at the time.
