Stacy awoke to knocking on her door. Groggy from her late night of watching movies she tried to ignore it. It persisted. Growling under her breath the Apache Princess crawled from bed and got dressed. Namely fuzzy slippers. Nothing else. She slept in the nude and everyone knew it.
Squinting as she unlocks her door to prepare for sunlight she opens the door wide. Shading her eyes with her hand she groans.
"Griffin? I was sleeping."
Her brother stood tall in his sweats and tank. At 5'8 he was ready for his run.
"Let's hit the trail. Get dressed."
He was used to her parading naked so it didn't faze him in the least. Not proud of himself but he actually like looking at his sister. She was smoking hot after all. Still he tried not to let her know that.
"You didn't go with me yesterday. You can fly solo today." She turns around and wiggles her way back to bed. He watched her sweet little heart shaped ass all the way through her dinky apartment. As she collapsed on her mattress with her legs dangling over the foot she lay there on her back, hands over her eyes. Legs wide and offering him a direct look at her pussy. She didn't care. He was harmless.
"Sorry about yesterday. Had to work half a shift for a call off. Wore me out." He enters discovering one of his coffee cups on a TV tray. Deciding to leave it he frowns.
"Speaking of wore out? Can I go back to sleep now Griffin?"
"Not yet. I need to talk to you." He steps to the foot of her bed and looks down at her thighs. Inhaling deeply he uses his knee to nudge her mattress. Directly between her draped legs.
"So talk. I'll try not to snore."
"We need to find you a job. I could use some cash for the power and water." He stares down at her cute arrowhead pubes.
"I have a job. Just need a ride to the bank."
He looks confused suddenly, "When did you get a job? Bree said you went looking yesterday."
"If you must know I'm a webcam slut. Guys pay me to fulfill their online fantasies. I'm good at it and my own boss."
He creases his brow at her and rubs the sparse hairs on his chin.
"Seriously?"
Tortured by her desire to go back to sleep she raises her legs and kicks at him. Nearly sacking his balls he snatches up her ankles and holds her legs wide. This woke her up. With a queer expression she shakes her head.
"Little awkward Big Brother."
"Get over it. What made you get into that scene?" He holds her legs firm and sways them from side to side.
"I like turning guys on. Anything wrong with that?" She gazes up at him with a troubled look.
"Guess not. Just don't get into trouble. I might not be able to rescue you. Get dressed I'll take you by the bank."
"Gotta release me to do that Griffin."
"Oh! Yeah. Sorry."
"Stop looking at me like that."
"Like what?"
"Like you want to fuck me."
He frowns and lets her ankles go in order to turn away. In fact he was getting an erection right in front of her. He needed to channel his thoughts elsewhere.
"How much money have you made doing that?"
She puffs her cheeks and sits up on the mattress, "$800.00 for two and a half hours."
"Say what?" He turns back around to look at her with shock.
She palms her breasts to hide her nipple hard on from the cool morning air coming through her left open back door.
"Does that mean you plan on getting your own place?" He reacts.
"Griffin?" She expresses grimly.
"Yeah?"
"Why do you have a raging hard on? Really?"
He looks down at his tented sweats and hisses, "Get over it. You may be my sister but seeing you nude has that effect on a guy. It's not like I'm going to use it."
"Better not. I'll bite it off." She stands up and shoves him back with a chuckle.
He laughs at her and leaps toward her wrapping his arms around her from behind. Giving her a bear hug he literally lifts her off of her feet. as he sets her back down she growls, "Eww! I can feel your thing touching my ass."
"Ruining a perfectly good hug." He sways her about in his arms. He adored his sister.
"Not natural Bro."
"Probably not. So, about that place of your own?"
"You would miss me too much. This job won't last forever. I'm just having fun right now. I can toss you some cash to help out though. I'll give you half of what's in my savings."
"So, $400.00?"
"Hey, you can add and subtract. Good for you Griffin."
He decides to release her and step back. Stacy in turn twists in step to face him. She squints angrily at him and charges her brother. Pushing him back until he topples on to her loveseat behind him. She crawls into his lap and jabs him with her fingers ferociously. She was indeed a Puma. She was fighting back. Wrestling he grabs her wrists and shows his strength by holding her arms outstretched to her sides. Her breasts primed directly in front of his face.
"Don't even think about it Griffin." She read his mind.
She fought back the only way she felt capable. She began hopping on his lap exceptional rough. Her impacts crushing his erection. His balls were bruising forcing him to grit his teeth.
"Now who's making this awkward." He hisses loudly.
"Then let me go Asswipe."
He chuckles at her expression which bordered on laughter. They used to wrestle all the time when they were younger. Now that she was a grown woman this felt wrong. Still, Griffin Puma was an aggressive bastard. He hated to lose.
Playfully acknowledging that neither was giving in through a flare of eye contact and a stern expression Griffin rolls her over on the loveseat and lays on top of her. Their hands clasped and resisting the others admission of weakness. Stacy snapped bites at him as intimidation. He avoided each attempt. Crawling higher on top of her his crotch was directly over her pussy. Pressed hard against it she expressed awe.
"So wrong Griffin." She laughs.
He pulls her arms over her head and collides their chests. Her breasts crushing against his. She found her moment and literally bit his neck. Snarling he pulled back and drug her to her feet. Turning around he wrestles her back against him and launches them toward her bed. Arms hugging her tightly to keep her from fighting back. She lands face first on top of her beaver hide blanket and hisses.
"I'm going to pee Griffin. Stop." She laughs.
She felt his erection on her ass cheeks. Biting her hair he tugs her head backwards.
"No fair."
Torturing her he dry humps her ass and forces her to bury her face into her blanket. She loved wrestling but not when she was naked. That was too intimate for her. Especially with her brother. She knew he was just goofing off. Two could play that game.
The second he loosens his grip she battles her way under him until she was on her back. Fighting stopped as she looked directly into his eyes. He hesitated to admire her big brown eyes. Weirded out by her next move Stacy pulled herself up and kissed her brother on the lips. A two second trap of passion she pulls back and whispers, "Fuck me Griffin."
His eyes bulge and he edges over her supported by his knuckles on the mattress.
"What?"
With a feigned expression of yearning she caught him off guard and kneed him in the balls.
"Mother fucker!" He bellows and reaches under him to hold his bruised scrotum.
Pushing him off of her she uses her feet to topple him over on to the floor. Standing over him with one foot to each side of him she flipped him off. Pointing at him with a triumphant look he reaches up and retaliates. Grabbing her calves he buckles her legs until she falls forward. With unexpected consequences. Her thighs landed right over his face. His mouth wide open and her pussy trickling from wetness. She literally sat on his face. Laughter destroyed her reason. There was only one true way of defeating her brother. With a deep breath she relaxes her muscles and pees. Choking with disgust he throws her over on to her side.
"What the fuck Stacy?"
"Win some you lose some." She laughs and stands up to waddle outside and down her steps to the outhouse. She relieves her bladder and smiles to herself.
"That was fun."