Episode 4: Catfight

Stacy Puma awoke to loud 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 unlocked her door to prepare for sunlight, she opened the door wide. Shading her eyes with her hand she had to groan. “Griffin! I was sleeping asshole.” Her brother stood tall in his sweats and tank. At 5’8 he was ready for his run.

“So! Let’s hit the trail. Get your ass dressed.” He was used to her parading naked, so it didn’t faze him in the least. Not proud of himself but he actually liked 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 turned around and wiggled her way back to bed. He watched her sweet little heart shaped ass all the way through her dinky apartment. As she collapsed onto 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 the fuck out.” He entered discovering one of his coffee cups on a TV tray. Deciding to leave it, he frowned.

“Speaking of wore out? Can I go back to sleep now, Griffin?”

“Not yet. I need to talk to you.” He stepped to the foot of her bed and looked directly down at her opened thighs. Inhaling deeply, he used his knee to nudge her mattress which meant brushing his kneecap over her warm pussy lips. No reaction on her part she ignored it.

“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 stared down at her cute arrowhead pubes.

“I have a job. I just need a ride to the bank.”

“When did you get a job?” He looked confused suddenly. “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 I’m my own boss.” Creasing his brow at her Griffin Parnel Puma rubbed the sparse hairs on his chin.

“Seriously?”

Tortured by her desire to go back to sleep she raised her legs and kicks at him. Nearly sacking his balls, he snatched up her ankles and held her legs wide. That woke her up! With a queer expression she shook her head.

“Little awkward, Big Brother.”

“Get over it. What made you get into that scene?” He clutched her legs firmly swaying them from side to side. Each time he did her pussy opened to reveal her vulva. Guppy love!

“I like turning guys on. Anything wrong with that? By guys that does not mean you. Stop getting hard already.” She sneered up at him with a troubled look.

“My barn, I can do what I want. As far as anything wrong with it, I guess not. Just don’t get into trouble. I may wear a badge but I might not always be able to rescue you. Get dressed, I’ll take you by the bank.”

“Gotta release me to do that, Griffin.”

“Oh! Not sorry.” He held her legs wider just to mess with her head, eyeballing her vulva opening up to him. “Hole in one!”

“Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” He purposely licked his lips just to aggravate her. “I never noticed how nice your cunt was before now.”

“Like you want to fuck me. Oh, hell no! You did not just compliment my panther den.” Frowning Griffin decided to let her ankles go in order to turn away. In fact, he was getting a massive erection right in front of her. Loose fitting trunks with no underwear it was impossible to hide. As much as he loved tormenting his baby sister, he needed to channel his thoughts elsewhere. Her cunt was a little too inviting.

“How much money have you made doing that?”

Puffing up her cheeks Stacy Lynn sat up on the mattress. “$800.00 for two and a half hours.” Slightly more but she didn’t want to confess her entire earnings in case he demanded too much cash from her.

“Say, what?” He turned back around to look at her in shock. Palming her breasts to hide her erect nipples from the cool morning air coming through her left open back door she sat up straight. “Does that mean you plan on getting your own place?”

“Griffin?” She expressed grimly.

“Yeah?”

“Why do you have a raging hard on? Really?”

He looked down at his tented trunks and hissed. “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 stood up and shoved him back with a chuckle. “I take that back. I don’t want that bald spot anywhere near my mouth.”

He laughed at her then out of nowhere leaped toward her. Wrapping his arms around her from behind he gave her such a bear hug that he literally lifted her up off of her feet. As he set her back down, she growls. “Eww! I can feel your pecker touching my ass. Scout somewhere else already. Go jump on, Bree.”

“You’re ruining a perfectly good hug.” He swayed her about in his arms. He truly did adore 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?”

“You can add and subtract. Good for you, Griffin.”

He decided to release her and take a step back. Stacy in turn twisted in step to face him. She narrowed her eyes angrily at him then charges her brother. Pushing him back with such force he toppled onto the dilapidated loveseat behind him. Crawling into his lap she jabbed him with her fingers ferociously. She was indeed a Puma. Stacy was fighting back. Wrestling around he grabbed her wrists and showed off his strength by holding her arms outstretched to her sides. Her breasts primed directly in front of his face.