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In a small house in Gravesfield, Connecticut a young man slept on a futon in the basement. He was blonde, fit, and snoring loudly, exposing his cute tooth gap. He was so deep in his slumber he didn't hear the two sets of feet sneaking down the steps and around to his head.
“Are you sure about this?”
“Of course.”
“Really? Cause last time we did this it didn't end well.”
“This is different, besides how was I supposed to know those scorpions were there?”
“Okay, ready?”
“Yup, Three. . . Two. . . One!”
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!!!!!!!!!!!
“AAAHH!” The young blonde man yelled and sat up in bed. Looking behind him to see the two young women who had snuck into his room and the air horns each of them held.
“Happy birthday, Hunter!”
“Luz! Vee!” Hunter yelled. “What the hell!?”
“Niñas, niño, breakfast!” A voice called from upstairs.
“Come on blondie, can't be late for your own birthday breakfast.” One of the girls who had woken her up said, grabbing his wrist and trying to pull him off his futon. She is a thin, tan-skinned teenage Dominican-American girl with golden-brown eyes and dark brown hair in a slightly outgrown pixie cut. Currently she was still in her pajamas, a pair of spats and a cream colored spaghetti strap top.
“Yeah, mom made those pancakes with chocolate chips and bacon bits.” Vee, the other girl who had woken him up cheered, grabbing his other wrist. Her hair is long and green with blue tips. Her skin color is lighter, with dark colored eyes and white irises, she was dressed in a pair of jeans and a green short-sleeved shirt with a cartoon snake on it, and a short sleeve jacket.
“Guys, guys stop!” Hunter pulled back, fighting back against the two girls. Hunter's upper body was the only thing showing, showing a defined chest and abs covered in various healed over scars. “I'll be up in a minute, just get out!”
“Nope! We gotta bring you up for breakfast!” Luz snickered as she planted a foot against the frame for leverage.
“Yeah,” Vee laughed. “Escorted to breakfast by beautiful girls!”
The tug of war continued for a few more minutes before Hunter gave a reason as to why he wasn't getting out of bed.
“Stop, stop, I'm- I'm not wearing pants!” He blurted out, making the girls let him go and fall back onto the bed.
“What? Why!?” Luz asked as Vee only blushed at the thought.
“I sleep next to a furnace, it gets hot.” Hunter said, holding the blanket against him to make sure it didn't fall.
“What is the hold up?” A New voice joined the conversation as footsteps came down the basement stairs. The owner soon made an appearance, Camilla, head of the Noceda house and mother of Luz and Vee. A Dominican-American woman with tan skin, a medium body frame, brown eyes, and brown hair, similar to Luz's hairstyle. She was dressed for work in her scrubs. “Don't tell me I woke up early and cooked birthday breakfast only for my precious little niño to stay in bed.”
“We-we were trying to get him up, but. . .” Vee trailed off, wearing a deep blush.
“Hunter is already sporting his birthday suit.” Luz snickered at her own joke.
“Oh por el amor de Dios, really mijo?” Camilla asked, sounding a little disappointed in him.
“Sorry, it just gets hot down here sometimes.” Hunter blushed, still holding the blanket close to make sure he didn't actually flash anybody.
“Well, let's give him some privacy girls, youn be upstairs in the next two minutes mister nude,” Camilla said, giving him the commanding mom finger. “Or I'll come back down here and yank you out of that bed, clothes or not.” With that somewhat empty threat the Latina mother ushered her daughters upstairs so Hunter could get dressed.
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Hunter Wittebane was born in Gravesfield to two loving parents who were taken from him when he was barely even a year old. He was sent to live with his uncle Phillip, a real piece of work if you asked anyone in town. Phillip was a hardcore religious fanatic that would have no doubt pushed all his insane beliefs onto his nephew if he hadn't met Luz and Vee when he was three. The trio quickly became attached at the hip and other hip to, going on ‘adventures’, making secret handshakes, doing all the things best friends do together, but none of that sat well with Phillip.
He had beaten Hunter and was the reason the boy still had scars to this day, the physical and mental kind. Claiming that those girls wouldn't want anything to do with him, now that he was scarred all over his body. He may have been right to, but Camilla and Manny had raised their daughters well and not only did they wanna stay Hunter's friend, but they wanted to help him and for the next two years that's what they did, along with both of the girl's parents. DCF was called multiple times, but nothing ever came of it. They said “while his methods are strict, he's not in any violation of any laws” since they couldn't prove Hunter's scars weren't caused by something else. It almost seemed like Hunter would be cursed to live with that dirtbag of a man for the rest of his youth, until it seemed the universe wanted to smile on Hunter on his fifth birthday.
There was a fire. Hunter had gone out to get something from the store, but when he came back the house was a blaze. He knew he should have called the fire department or somebody at least, but he could only watch. A feeling of a tremendous weight seemed to lift off of him, making tears stream down his face, tears of joy and relief. The house was almost ash by the time firefighters arrived and found Hunter; he would have gone straight into the foster system if it hadn't been for Camilla being the super mom she was. She had all the paperwork, all the legal documents, and everything else she would need to do one thing: adopt Hunter on the spot. Not one person was brave enough to stand in her way and Hunter went to his new home that very night. No one ever found out what caused the fire, but Phillip's reputation in town was bad enough that they all just thought ‘good riddance to bad rubbish’ and as Hunter's own personal last middle finger to the horrible man, he dropped the Wittebane from his name in exchange for Noceda.
From the day he came home with the family, Hunter's days were filled with love and happiness. Manny was a fantastic role model, Camilla was a wonderful mother obviously, and having an older brother was something Luz and Vee were ecstatic about, along with the friends they made like Amity, Willow, and Gus. This isn't to say that the household didn't experience its own sad times. When the kids were around seven or eight, Manny got sick. They didn't really understand what was happening at the time, but they understood that he wasn't getting any better. For the next two years it was going to hospital visits and making every second they had count, but in the end, Manny passed away.
There was crying and holding each other, a funeral and several days of mourning, but shockingly it was Hunter that pulled the Noceda women from their sadness. He had stayed up all night making all of Manny's favorite food, setting up his favorite games and movies, and pictures of him and the family from the past few years. He had a whole day dedicated to remembering the man who had been like a father to him and said they should celebrate how he lived and remember him like that. The girls agreed and even though the day had a few tears, they were of happier times and not of sadness.
As years passed the pain faded more and more, Hunter taking on his role as man of the house, even getting a job to help with bills, he was determined to help no matter what. So for his hard work, the women of the Noceda household always made sure that the young man always had a happy birthday.
That brings us to the present.
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Hunter had put on a green pair of sweatpants and yellow shirt and was up the stairs a minute later, greeted by a stern faced Camilla.
“Uh, buen diá mamá?” Hunter said cautiously, wondering why she could be upset.
“Mhm, I think you know what's next mister.” She said coldly.
“Oh, please no.” Hunter begged.
“Nope!” She chirped before her demeanor changed and she wrapped him in a hug. “Diecinueve hugs for my little boy, uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, help me count girls!” Camilla cheered as Luz and Vee joined in counting as she continued to squeeze him in a tight hug. “seis, siete, ocho, nueve, diez-”
“Okay, alright, that's enough.” Hunter said, breaking out of his adoptive mother's hold.
“Oh no you don't.” Luz said with a mischievous grin before wrapping him in a hug. “once, doce, trece, catorce, quince-” the three continued counting before Hunter broke the second hug.
“Okay, that's enough.” Hunter said, holding his arms out to keep Camilla and Luz at bay. But he forgot about Vee, who wrapped him in a hug, making him look down at her adorable face that he couldn't say no to.
“Pwease?” Vee begged, batting her eyelashes at him.
Hunter only sighed in defeat. “Go ahead.”
“dieciséis, diecisiete, dieciocho, diecinueve!” They finished the birthday hugging ritual, before turning it into one big group hug.
“And one for luck!” Luz called out as they almost squeezed the life out of the young man. He always claimed he was embarrassed by the sacred ritual, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't always appreciate the love the girls showed him with it.
“Alright, remember, dinner tonight at seven,” Camilla said, breaking away from the hug and quickly grabbing her purse. “I've gotta get to work, adiós my babies!”
“Adiós!” Hunter and Luz called, but Vee chased after their mother.
“Wait, can I catch a ride? I got a shift at the museum.” Vee said, grabbing her phone and dashing out the door after their mother.
“Well darn, looks like we'll have to eat all this breakfast on our own.” Luz snickered as she took a seat at the table that had a full on breakfast buffet on it. Chocolate peanut butter pancakes, bacon, eggs, chorizo, and a few freshly made tortillas.
“Oh the agony.” Hunter chuckled, joying her at the table. “So no plans for you today?”
“Nah, Amity is off with her family somewhere rich and fancy, Gus is at a convention with his dad, and Willow is at a lacrosse camp, so I'm stuck here with you.” Luz teased as she took a big bite of eggs.
“What a shame,” Hunter teased back. “Well you can have dibs on the house, I've got a few woodworking projects to get done.” He said, referring to his profitable side hustle.
“You're gonna work with your wood on your birthday?” Luz snickered.
“How long have you been sitting on that one?” Hunter said as he also chuckled at the joke.
“About a week, thanks for teeing me up for it.” She said as she reached for one of the last pancakes just as Hunter did the same, both their forks stabbed into the pastry.
Both exchanged a challenging glare.
“How bad you want it, Luzura?” Hunter challenged.
“I don't know, how bad you want it, Huntie?” Luz challenged back.
“Standard rules?” Hunter asked.
“No biting, no eye jabbing, no scratching, unless you just can't help yourself.” Luz confirmed.
“Yup.”
“Yup.”
“Ready?”
“Go!”
Both moved to the side of the table and tackled each other to the ground in a form of play wrestling. Hunter put her in a loose headlock that she quickly slipped out of, and pushed him to the ground. Luz then put him in her own, tighter, headlock.
“Ha, tap out now, blondie!” Luz cheered.
“Not a chance sis!” Hunter cheered back, then released his age-old technique.
*bleh*
“Ah!” Luz said releasing him. “REALLY! The arm lick?”
“Never failed before.” Hunter responded before tackling Luz again and the two tumbled across the floor. The two continued this for a few minutes, banging into walls and furniture until Hunter found himself on his back and Luz's ass above his face.
“Now eat this sucka!” Luz called out and sat right on Hunter's face. The young man struggled for a bit, finding that she had his ankles pinned and unable to get leverage. “Tap out, or die with a girl sitting on your face, not a bad way to go if you ask me.”
“Mmphm!” Hunter’s muffled cries came out.
“No way, you better just tap out.” Luz teased, grinding her soft tush into his face. With a groan Hunter gave two taps on Luz's butt, making her get up with a victorious chuckle. “And the good wrestler Luzura remains the reigning champion.”
“You could have let me win,” Hunter said as he hopped off the floor. “It is my birthday after all.”
“And compromise my record, I think not.” Luz said as she picked up the pancake they had originally fought over, taking a bite out of it. “Besides, if you do ever pin me, you'll know it's a real victory.”
“Yeah, but I can still get my own victory.” Hunter smirked at her, making her stop mid chew.
“Don't you dare.” Luz threatened.
“I'm gonna.” Hunter said, lifting up his hand.
“Stop it.”
“Can't, it's already in motion.”
“Well put it out of motion.”
“Nope.” Hunter said as his hand got closer to the top of Luz's head.
“I'll hit you.” Luz said, trying to move away from the deciding palm.
Hunter struck like lightning. His hand gripped the top of Luz's head and ruffled her hair.
“Love you ‘little’ Luz!” Hunter giggled as he dashed off as Luz took a swing at him.
“You're only six inches taller than me!” Luz yelled as he retreated out the back door to the safety of his wood shop in the backyard.
“And don't you forget it!” Hunter called back.
“Ugh, and I wanted a big brother.” Luz said sarcastically To herself.
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A few hours later Luz was lazing on the living room couch, swiping through her phone and occasionally getting a text from Amity, who was at a beach resort with her family. They had traded memes, videos, and this last message was a selfie of Amity in an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow, polka dot bikini, that she told Luz that she got today. The look of Luz's girlfriend in that state of undress activated some neurons and made Luz consider sending something back. She decided that her current state of dress of spats and spaghetti top and a bed head would be a solid choice. She angled the phone above herself and puckered her lips.
“Ya know, you should show her a little more skin.” Hunter's voice called from the doorway.
“Gah!” Luz cried in surprise, causing her to drop the phone. “Don't look at what I send my girlfriend!”
“Don't send thirst pics in the living room.” Hunter chuckled. “I'm gonna take a shower, I'm covered in wood shavings.”
“Yeah, you do that, jerk.” Luz muttered, but as she heard the bathroom door close she took her original position, but pulled up her shirt a little, showing off her belly button.
After taking the picture and sending it she was treated a few seconds later by a picture of Amity topless and covering her C-cup breasts with one of her arms and turned in such a way that it showed off her ample butt and thighs in front of a mirror with the text following g reading: “Gotta get ready for dinner, but here's a snack for you, batata.”
Luz now found herself in need of some release, but she wasn't that much of a degenerate to do it in the front room. So she got up and headed towards the stairs when she saw that the bathroom door was partially open.
Now one would think that Luz wouldn't dream of peaking in on Hunter, he was like a brother to her, she wouldn't be interested in him, right? Well no, Hunter was hot, pseudo siblings or not. So she found herself sneaking over to the door and peeking in to see a clear shot of the shower/tub, one that had lacked a full sized shower curtain for awhile now. She gasped at the sight before her.
It wasn't a surprise, she knew Hunter was naked, he was taking a shower obviously. But sweet Santa María, did he look damn good! Sculpted shoulders, chest, abs, back, legs, all accented by the faded scars on his body, giving him this sort of fantasy hero appeal. Like a dashing rogue that wants to let people in, but is too scared to do so, because he doesn't want to get hurt again. But all that seems like peanuts to his two best physical qualities, his sculpted and muscular buttocks and the absolute XXXL sized meat between his thighs.
“Where the fuck were you hiding that?” Luz breathed in quiet shock. She got a full and unobstructed view of Hunter's fat schlong as he was rubbing shampoo into his hair. It was flaccid But still hung down to just past mid thigh and had a clean base, devoid of public hair, which made sense considering Hunter was naturally hairless, he even had trouble growing a beard. Luz continued to watch as he moved his hands down to his crotch and used the excess soap to begin cleaning his crotch, lifting up and giving himself a few nonsexual strokes, letting her see his big, hairless balls, both the size of tennis balls. God was he part horse or something?!
Hunter eventually moved under the water and let himself get rinsed off, releasing his member, letting it drop and making a soft slap against his thigh, sending a shiver up Luz's spine. She watched the water travel down his body and remove all the suds.
Speaking of wet liquid traveling down someone's body...
Luz was almost shocked to find her hand shoved down her spats and playing with her wet coño like it was a new toy. She was two knuckles deep as her thumb, fiddling with her precious little pearl getting her closer and closer to that finish line. But she found herself ripped from her stimulation when the shower turned off, refocusing her gaze she saw Hunter stepping out and starting to dry himself off. She saw this as her cue to leave before she got caught, tiptoeing away and moving as quietly as she could up the stairs.
Once in her room she closed and locked the door, diving onto her bed and digging between under the mattress until she felt what she was looking for. She ripped out the object to reveal a purple vibrator, a little dirty secret of her's that she was sure that only Vee might know about. She gave the toy several looks and compared it to what Hunter's looked like. It wasn't as long, or thick, but it was Ole reliable and it always got the job done when she needed it.
“Alright little guy,” Luz addressed the toy. “I'm gonna need you to be the little soldier who could, cause mama just saw something that's kicked her engine into twelfth gear and she wants to go for a ride.”
With that Luz stripped off her spats, flicked the toy to its highest setting and pressed it into her hot, wet, dripping, pussy. She let out a soft moan, pushing the toy deeper and deeper, the vibrations a bit more intense than she was used to, seeing as she never took it past the ‘medium’ setting and never needed more the tip inside her.
Now she nearly had the toy halfway into her and the vibrating was not being very quiet, but neither was she. Moaning louder than before lifting her hips off the bed a bit as if trying to meet the thrusts of an invisible partner, maybe one with blonde hair and a gap tooth smile. Imagining that partner thrusting into her, hold her legs wide, making the bed springs scream with each bounce against the mattress, he'd massage her breasts and tweak her nipples, nibble her neck, pin her arms above her head as she-
“ Mmmmmmmmmmm!!! ” Luz moaned into her hand so Hunter wouldn't hear her. She panted and slowly pulled the toy from her still twitching pussy, seeing that it was nearly soaked to the bone. “Fuck that was a big one.” She breathed, but sudden post nut clarity hit. “I just cranked it to the thoughts of my brother . . . Oh god —” She groaned, sure she had rubbed one out to a fictional crush and even pictures of her girlfriend (and a few others), but her brother? She wasn't that kind of girl was she?
“Luz!” Hunter called from downstairs. “Shower's free, get clean or I'm leaving you here!” He called again with the empty threat.
“O-okay!” Luz called back. “Alright, get it together Noceda, it was a one time fantasy and nothing else.” She told herself as she got up and grabbed her clothes for tonight.
Heading downstairs she turned towards the bathroom, but caught a glimpse of Hunter walking down the hall in just a low riding towel. She had to stop herself from staring by quickly running into the bathroom and closing the door, pressing her back against it to stop her heart from beating too fast. After she calmed down she turned on the shower to let it warm up as she turned to the mirror and looked at herself in the eye.
“Stop. Fantasizing. About. Your. Brother. You. Slut.” She told herself, seeming to start a dialogue with herself.
“It was one time, calm down.”
“Yeah, but I know you were drooling over his wet, half-naked, lean, muscular body.”
“Now who's drooling.”
“Shut up! Look, we just need to calm down, maybe touch some grass-”
“Is that his shirt in the hamper?”
Luz looked at the mentioned hamper and the discarded shirt, still covered in sweat and woodchips. Luz looked at her reflection, swearing that it was giving her a devilish grin and telling her to take it. Luz's hand slowly inched towards the clothing, getting closer and even feeling her fingertips grazing the fabric. Just as she was about to grab the shirt, she perked her hand over to the shower knobs and switched them to a full blast cold and jumped in, soaking her clothes as she gave a deep groan at her sexual urges being suppressed.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaggaararararararararara!” She growled, tilting her head back making it fill with water and causing her to gargle. She stripped her clothes off and tossed them in the hamper, getting a feeling this would be a loooooooooooong birthday dinner.
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Luz and Hunter met Vee and Camilla at a local yet fancy restaurant, had a big meal, sang “happy birthday” to an embarrassed looking Hunter, and opened gifts. Camilla had given Hunter the complete set of Cosmic Frontier books and the first few seasons of the TV adaptation, Vee had found some old photos of his parents in the town records and put them in a frame, and Luz had gotten him several pieces of wolf related attire. He gushed over each gift and gave each of the women a hug, which made Luz blush heavily and Vee too, but that was more due to her shy nature. Hunter had his traditional dances with the girls, but he could tell that Luz was a little... Stuttery with her steps, considering she was the best dancer out of them, but he brushed it as nothing.
That would change several days later.
Everyone had gone through their nightly ritual of getting ready for bed. All except Luz, who was currently staring up at the underside of the top bunk, plastered with a “Good Witch Azura” poster that said “Don't be afraid to go for it” which was really pushing her to go through with what her body was begging for. She carefully got out of bed, making sure to be quiet and not wake Vee who slept above her, she tiptoed to the door and into the hallway. She used the railing to slide down the stair, making as little noise as possible, and started towards the basement door.
She stood in front of it, scared of how real this all seemed now. Was she really about to go to her brother and tell him she's had been having fantasies about him? That she liked to imagine licking the sweat off his chest after he was done in his wood shop, that she wanted him to throw her on the kitchen counter and fuck her there, maybe even mention how she imagined him railing her into the bed as Amity watched, she wasn't sure, but she still lifted her hand and gave a few soft knocks. She heard footsteps a few seconds later as her heart thundered in her chest, and then the door opened. Hunter was in some loose pajama pants and nothing else, God why did he have to make this so hard to not give in?
“Luz?” Hunter asked a little groggy. “You okay, what's wrong?” He asked, a little worried.
“I. . . Need you.” She said, but suddenly realized what she said. “Talk! Talk to you! I need to talk to you, can we?”
“Yeah, come on.” He gestured for her to follow him down to the basement, her eyes fixated on his muscular back and his admittedly cute butt. Once in his basement, made room, he turned back to her and spoke. “What's up?”
“Well, for the past couple of days I've been. . . Thinking about you,” Luz explained. “And I've always been pretty upfront since I came out as Bi that I liked women more than men.”
“Are you telling me that you wanna try stuff with guys?” Hunter asked, somewhat confused.
“Well. . . A guy.” Luz answered with a blush, avoiding eye contact.
“Then. . . I say go for it,” Hunter said gently, putting his hands on her shoulders. “I mean clear it with Amity first, she is your girlfriend after all.”
“Oh I did, she said as long as I was still her little batata I can have as much fun as I want this summer.” Luz explained, meeting his soft gaze.
“Well great, so who's the guy?” Hunter asked.
“Oh Hunter, you really gotta live up to the dumb blonde stereotype.” Luz sighed, shaking her head lightly. Then she suddenly moved forward grabbing the back of Hunter's head and pulling him in for a very heated kiss, quickly shoving her tongue into his mouth.
By pure instinct Hunter resisted. . . At first, but Luz's tongue work and fingers raking through his hair made short work of his resolve. He found himself moving his hands down past her hips and cupping both her ass cheeks, gripping them and getting a squeak from Luz, followed by a moan into his mouth which he returned. Luz was no slouch herself when it came to copping a feel, running her hands over Hunter's chest and abs, moaning at their firmness under her fingers as she ventured closer to his waistband with her middle finger. She eventually slipped her whole hand into his pants, shuddering as her hand wrapped around the base of his semi-hard cock, slowly starting to stroke him to full hardness.
“God. . . You're fucking huge.” Luz breathed as Hunter moved to kiss and nibble on her neck.
“Scared?” Hunter growled and hooked his thumbs into her shorts and started to pull them down.
“Mmmmm, move your hand to the front and you can see how scared I really am.” Luz chuckled as she felt them moving closer to the bed. Suddenly she felt herself falling and landing on her back, looking up at Hunter, his arms caging her in.
“I'm more of a visual learner with things like this.” Hunter said coyly as he started to kiss down her neck and slip the straps of her top off her shoulders. He peppered her collarbone with kisses as he continued to pull the top down until her breasts were exposed. They were the same caramel color as the rest of her skin, with her nipples being a slightly darker color and felt hard enough to cut glass.
Hunter moved his right hand to Luz's right boob and his head to the left, while his free hand quickly found itself between her legs and her wet pussy. Luz was quickly under assault on multiple fronts, Hunter palmed one of her breasts, his mouth nibbled and sucked on her nipple, and a couple of fingers rubbing her folds, teasing that they might penetrate her at any second. Luz had to bite her fist to keep from screaming out in pleasure as Hunter showcased his apparently hidden sexual skills. Moving from Luz's nipple with a loud pop, Hunter used his tongue to travel down her stomach, over her belly button, and right to her waiting womanhood that now both his hands were stimulating. Spread wide and rubbing her aching clit as he huffed warm breathes onto her quivering opening.
“You look so wet down here, Luz.” Hunter breathed, taking in a deep whiff of her core. “Excited?”
“S-shut up, you're just real- OOOMMPH !” Luz suddenly cried out, barely covering her mouth in time as Hunter began licking her womanhood.
The blonde moved his tongue up and down, side to side, swirling it like he was trying to eat a pudding cup with no spoon, cleaning the sides and reaching for the bottom. The young Dominican woman found her eyes rolling back as she gripped the sheets to the bed, arching her back in an almost complete half circle, trying to hold her moans in so she didn't wake the whole house. Hunter apparently found a new favorite flavor in his life and was digging in as much as he could to taste every drop, wrapping his arms around her thick thighs and nearly lifting his sister's entire lower body off the bed just so all her squirming wouldn't pull her away from him.
The pleasure that Hunter delivered bore results quicker than either expected, his teeth finding her clit and giving it a light nibble, Luz suddenly found herself moaning out loud and praying that the basement muffled it enough that Vee and her mother didn't hear.
Luz's orgasm slowly tapered off and Hunter brought her lower body back down to the mattress. Panting she sat up slowly, sweat making her body glisten, her shirt pulled down to her waist, shorts slipping off her foot, and hair a mess. She looked down at Hunter's goofy gap tooth smile and felt a new flush of attraction for that stupidly cute face, so she reached down and cupped his face to pull him in for another passionate kiss, not caring that she tasted her own juices on his tongue. Pulling away with a small string of saliva connecting their lips Luz's eyes shifted down to see Hunter's pants were fighting a losing battle against his pulsing member.
“Stand up,” Luz ordered, a new sense of giddiness in her voice. “I wanna return the favor.”
“You don't hav-”
“Stand up, pull your cock out, NOW!” Luz said in a low growl.
Hunter quickly stood up and began to fiddle with his waistband, pulling his pants down and exposing his impressive rod to his pseudo sibling. Luz gave a cat-like purr and gently wrapped her hand around the base with a small gap between her fingers and thumb, slowly starting to stroke it. She took her other hands and cupped his hefty balls, both barely fit in her palm and getting a low moan from the blonde. She then dropped her hands away, confusing Hunter before Luz wrapped her breasts around the shaft, but with the girth she was barely able to fully encompass it as she proceeded to give him a slow tit fuck.
“Te gustan mis tetas?” Luz giggled as she looked up into Hunter's pleasure contorted face.
“Don’t~” Hunter moaned, his hard cock giving a strong twitch.
“What?” Luz asked. “¿Te excita mi español?” She giggled again as she felt a strong heartbeat through his turgent girth.
“That's not fair and you know it.” Hunter growled, trying not cum right away. Growing up in the Latin house had left Hunter with several things that triggered him in one way or another. Fear of flip flops or chanclas, loud and passionate conversations that sounded like arguments, and the realization that the Spanish language was a very sensual and sexual language. The worst part was: Luz knew this too and could take advantage of it right now.
“Eres tan grande, tan duro, y apuesto a que no puedes esperar a explotar sobre tu hermanaaaaa.” Luz smiled as she picked up the pace with her breasts. “¿O tal vez quieres que le encuentre otro uso a mi lengua latina y me trague tu carga?” Hunter growled at her words and did the only thing that would shut her up.
“ Mmph !”
Hunter shoved her head down onto the head of his cock. He had silenced her and her sexy fucking Spanish talk, but with that victory came a great price. Luz wasted no time sucking, moaning, and bobbing her head up and down on the portion of his cock that peeked out of her breasts. Hunter moaned, he was even closer to an orgasm with the assault she was bringing down on his dick.
“ Hnnngh , Luz— I'm gonna cum!” Hunter moaned as he thrusted up faster, his hips slapping against the bottom of her tits. Meanwhile Luz had a vacuum seal around the first few inches of his rod, fully prepared to hold in his approaching load. Then suddenly, with a deep moan from the blonde young man, He forces her head down as far as he can and releases his large, thick load right into her mouth.
Splort, splort, splort!
Each shot of his cum shot out and into Luz's mouth, some going directly down her throat. The two stay connected as Hunter's load continues to fill his sister's mouth, despite how fast she swallowed the thick creamy liquid kept filling her mouth to the point her cheeks were puffed out like a chipmunk's. After almost a minute Hunter's climax had ended and he slowly pulled out of Luz's mouth and from between her tits, she made a little ‘ mwah , chu ’ sound as the tip pulled free from her sealed lips, only a tiny dribble squeezing from her mouth.
“Uh hold on I've got a-” Hunter started to say when he heard several loud gulp, gulp, gulp sounds, watching Luz swallow his cum until she opened her mouth to catch her breath and show she had finished it all. “Woah.”
“ Hah , hah , thanks, hah ,” Luz panted, “Let me know when you're- WAH !” She suddenly cried out as Hunter tackled her to the bed, locking lips with her and shoving his tongue into her mouth. Both their appendages battled as Hunter placed his hands on Luz's hips until she felt her lower half no longer on the mattress. She instinctively tried to plant them on the ground but felt Hunter lifting so her shoulders and head rested on the bed, while her toes barely scraped the carpet. Looking up as much as she could, Luz watches him slowly pull his hips back, feeling his turgent member drag across her warm wet opening until the bulbous head pressed against it, feeling it start to spread her lips and getting a soft moan from her.
“Ready?” Hunter breathed, getting a nod from the caramel skinned lady. Intending to slowly insert himself, he found his body wanting something else. With a single and somewhat clumsy thrust, Hunter had gone balls deep in his pseudo sister, making both of them nearly wail in pleasure. They both huffed and puffed for a minute, trying to keep themselves from losing control, but their eyes locked and couldn't seem to break eye contact.
After another minute Hunter's hips began to move on their own, pulling out with slick wet “ schlick ” sounds until only the head was left inside before thrusting into Luz, earning a “ Oop ” sound from the young woman and a soft “ slap ” from their bodies colliding together. This process continued, Hunter's thrusts picking up speed and Luz gripping the bed sheets in her hands with a near white knuckle grip as she fought to outright moan so she didn't wake anyone up. The sounds of their bodies slapping together, the futon softly creaking with each thrust, Luz's tits bouncing in a hypnotic way, and Hunter's arm muscles flexing as he still held her hips off the mattress, even as he felt her wrap her legs around his waist.
Plap, plap, plap, plap, plap, plap
“ Nngh , Luz~” Hunter moaned.
“Mmm, fuuuuuuuuuck , Hunter~” Luz moaned back, rolling her hips against Hunter's. “You're so big~”
Her words made Hunter gaze down at where they were connected, as he thrusted in and out he saw his sister's midsection bulge with the shape of his cock. Watching as the tip almost touched her belly button. Was that healthy? Doesn't matter, it was really sexy and made Hunter pick up his pace. The frame of the futon thumping against the wall and protesting against the rough and rapid movement.
Plap, thunk, plap, thunk, plap, thunk, plap, thunk, plap, thunk
“MMMNNNNGH!” Luz moaned, nearly bitting through her bottom lip, still trying to keep quiet.
“ FUUUUUUUUUCK! LUZ! ” Hunter moaned suddenly shoving himself deep into Luz, his member twitching as he unloaded into her. Luz’s own orgasm was brought hard enough to make her bend backwards enough only the top of her head and the palm of her hands were left touching the bed. The two stayed like that for nearly two minutes before Hunter lowered her down to let her back and butt make contact with the cushioning, both heavy panting as he pulled out and let a heavy glob of his cum spill out out the floor.
At this moment a thing known as post nut clarity hit them both like a truck, and their reactions were quite polarizing.
“Oh geeze,” Hunter breathed. “I just fucked my adoptive sister, oh fuck I CAME INSIDE MY SISTER!” He nearly yelled. Hunter started to panic, hyperventilating and nearly pulling out his hair, he had lived nearly his whole life with this young woman, her sister and mother and now he may have just ruined it with a brief few seconds of pseudo incest. He started rambling, completely unaware of how Luz was taking all this.
‘ Dios mío, ¡eso estuvo muy bueno! ’ Luz though, running one of her hands down right over where her womb would be and feeling the heat from the large deposit of cum warming her entire body. ‘ I knew he'd be an experience but, joderme, that was awesome!’ She slowly sat up to see her adoptive brother on the verge of a panic attack and decided to bring him back from his ramblings.
“We'll have to move away, get new names, I'll have to sell my body to make ends meet, I- mmph !” Hunter rambled before Luz had stood up and pulled him into a kiss, letting her tongue explore his mouth. After a few more seconds Luz pulled away from a much calmer Hunter, lightly biting and pulling on his bottom lip as she pulled back. Hunter looked stunned while Luz gave him a seductive look behind half-lidded eyes and a soft smile.
“Calm down you goof,” Luz told him. “I came down here and onto you, we can keep this a secret, and mom has had me on the pill since I started dating.”
“But, I-” Hunter started but was cut off by Luz's finger on his lips.
“You can't deny you want to keep going when you’re still this hard.” Luz said as her free hand wrapped gently around his still rock hard rod, getting a pleased moan from her adoptive brother. “So do you wanna have a mental break down or fuck your sister again ?”
Hunter gave her a blank stare for a moment before making his decision.
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Hours had passed in the basement, morning creeping ever closer. During that time the two pseudo siblings had explored the new level of intimacy of their relationship. The sounds of moans, skin on skin, and the protesting of whatever object they had sex against/on.
“Ah!” Plap “Ah!” Plap “Mm!” Plap “Yeah~” Plap “Fuck!” Plap “Hnng!”
Their combined choir of sexual sounds spurred them on further in their explicit activities. One side of the upper half of Luz's body laid across Hunter's sewing table as he held one of her legs over his shoulder and against his body while her other foot was planted on the ground, thrusting with a steady pace and admiring how her breasts bounced in a hypnotic fashion. Luz herself admired Hunter's abs and the faint V shape that trailed down to where his cock entered her over and over again. The only thing that outweighed Luz's pleasure was her need to be a sister and tease/annoy her brother. As Hunter continued thrusting she slowly turned her foot and stuck her toe in his ear.
“Hey!” Hunter cried, halting his thrusts, giving her a disapproving smack to her thigh.
“Ooo, harder step-bro~” Luz teased with a giggle.
“Really?” Hunter asked, slightly unamused.
“Shut up, you love it.” Luz chuckled as she grinded against him. “Now come on, I wanna walk funny for a week!”
Hunter rolled his eyes and smiled, thrusting again, only harder this time causing the table to shake with each thrust. A new series of grunts and groans followed, followed by a high pitch moan from Luz as Hunter groped one of her tits, pinching and tugging on her nipple.
Plap, plap, “Fuck~” plap, plap, plap “Yeah, right there~” plap, plap, plap, plap, plap, plap, “You're so tight!” plap, plap, plap, plap, plap, plap, “¡Tan buena!”
This dialog went back and forth for several more minutes before they shifted into a new position. Falling onto Hunter's bed, Luz riding him at a steady pace, causing the futon to squeak in protest. Hunter squeezed and massaged Luz's ass as she pounced, while she returned the groping by rubbing his abs. Both young adults were panting, eyes locked with every thrust, their climaxes getting closer and closer by the second. This was further assisted by Hunter delivering a firm slap to Luz's ass as she bounced.
“ Ah !” Luz cried out. “ Mm , Hunter, ¡dale una nalgada más fuerte a tu hermanita guarrilla!”
“ Nngh , fucking Spanish !” Hunter growled as he delivered another smack to his pseudo sister's juicy culo . He then gave a particular hard thrust, causing Luz to lose balance and land on his chest. With the new position Hunter gripped Luz's ass hard and thrusted into her harder and faster, getting loud clapping and slapping sounds along with a high pitched cry from the Latina.
“ Ayyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeee! ” Luz cried. “¡Sí, sí, sí, haz que me corra y lléname, hermano mayor! ¡Trátame como a tu putita!” Luz moaned out, knowing that Hunter couldn't last long with a statement like that.
Seconds later Hunter launched his face at Luz's, connecting with her lips and entering in a hot tongue battle. This sent both of them into their climaxes almost instantly. Luz's eyes nearly rolled back in her head as she felt her insides filled to the brim with his hot seed. Meanwhile Hunter was treated to the hot spray of Luz's juices on her waist as her insides massaged his cock. As their climaxes subsided the two stayed connected in a passionate afterglow, still making out. Luz would be the one to finally pull away, still resting on his chest and drawing little circles around his nipple.
“That was pretty hot.” She commented.
“Yeah,” Hunter said, rubbing her back. “I was pretty great huh?” This earned him a playful titty twister from Luz. “ Ah ! Ah ! Joke! Joke!”
“That's what I thought.” She said releasing his nipple and giving it a little kiss. “So…any chance we could…do this again?” Hunter gave her a surprised look.
“If…if you want.” Hunter answered.
“Oh, I want.” Luz smiled, grinding against his half-hard member that was still inside her.
“Hey,” Hunter playfully scolded. “Don't start something you can stop.” He said with a chuckle.
“You're right,” Luz said as she stood up and began gathering her clothes. “Got to get back before anyone realizes I'm gone.”
“Who's gonna be awake at…4:37 in the morning?” Hunter asked.
But what neither realized was that someone was at the top of the stairs. They quietly dashed off lest they be discovered. How would they process the fact that the two pseudo siblings had just crossed a huge line? And why were they turned on by what they had just watched?