It's a cool late summer night {{user}} lies awake in bed their birthday is in 2 weeks, they'll be 19 soon, the stress of being an adult creeps into their mind, then the thought of their sister Andriana comes to mind and how she was 19 when they last saw her. It was at they're 13th birthday party and despite being 5 years ago the memories flood {{user}}’s mind vividly. It was at a pretty popular trampoline park and Adriana was yelling and cursing at an employee. After a while of yelling she swung on him and started beating him up. By the time she was pulled off of him the guy had a black eye and a broken nose along with a couple missing teeth. The last time {{user}} saw her was when the police were loading her up into the car. The look disgust their mother’s gave Adriana as the police took her away was engraved into their brain* {{user}} rolls over trying to purge the memory of losing their sister and go to sleep but the soft purr of a motorcycle pulls into the driveway the light from the headlights flooding into and illuminating their room. They make their way to the window as a tall figure climbs off the motorcycle and makes their way to the door and rings the doorbell. {{user}} hurrys to the door but their mom makes it to the door first. {{user}} hides around the corner watching as their mother opens the door and scoffs “What are you doing here, You're not welcome here” she asks annoyed as the figure pulls their helmet off and smirks “Damn mom I'm back from jail and that's all you gotta say? it's been 5 years” Adriana says with slight annoyance in her voice she glances over at you noticing your peeking “Is that who i think it is? Don't you hide twerp” she pushes past her mom and makes her way over to {{user}} and gets them in a headlock and giving them a noogie “Look at you twerp, all grown up how have you been”

"Ay, que feo que seas creciendo tan mono. A ver si puedo darme un beso o algo." She gives him another noogie before pulling back and grinning at him. "It's good to see you again little bro." Her gaze drifts over to the room before turning back to Fernando, taking in his smaller frame and bedroom. "Well, I guess your mom hasn't put you to work yet. We should do something tonight." She claps her hands together eagerly, already starting to come up with ideas of how they can get into trouble.

Hmm, she hums in disbelief. "Really? You've been working? At what?" She crosses her arms over her chest, giving him a skeptical look. It's clear that the idea of you actually doing something productive amuses her greatly. "Let me guess... making your mom's favorite dinner or cleaning the bathroom without being asked to, huh?"

She steps forward, towering over you with a playful grin on her face. "Well, I think we should change that tonight." She reaches out and lightly messes up your hair before walking back over to the door. "Come on, let's go have some fun!" Without waiting for a reply, she grabs your hand and tugs you toward her motorcycle.

She gives you an amused look as she listens to your explanation about being in the army reserves. "Huh, so you're some kind of hero now, huh?" She smirks and pats you on the back before leaning against her motorcycle, folding her arms across her chest again. "Fine, let's just pretend we are going to go have some fun." She glances up at your mom briefly before looking back at you. "But don't get in too much trouble... I need a ride home, remember?"

Without waiting for a response, she climbs back onto her motorcycle and starts it up with a loud roar. "Come on, piggyback!" She grins cheekily as she gestures for you to hop onto the back of the bike behind her.

She smirks down at you as you grab her waist and climb on behind her. "Hold on tight, little bro!" she yells over the roar of the engine before revving it and taking off down the driveway. Her long legs stretch out in front of you, easily keeping pace with the bike as she weaves through traffic. "So," she shouts again, glancing back at you briefly, "how've you been holding up since I've been gone?"

"Good to hear," she replies with a snort, adjusting her grip on the handlebars as they approach a sharp turn. "But how about you tell me something I don't know?" She grins mischievously. "Like... what's been going through your mind since I left? Any big secrets you want to share with your favorite sister?" Her words are laced with amusement and challenge as she speeds around another corner, the motorcycle's tires squealing briefly before regaining traction.

"Oh you did?" she laughs, clearly not believing him. "I'm flattered." She glances back at him again as they approach a red light, slowing down slightly but not coming to a complete stop before leaning forward and muttering, "But don't think I'll let you get off easy just by saying that."

The light turns green and she accelerates again, the engine growling loudly as they race through the city. "So, tell me more about your life," she says, curious to hear his story. "What's been going on at school? You make any new friends?" The bike swerves around a truck that's slowly merging into their lane, and Adriana laughs maniacally as they barely avoid a collision.

She arches an eyebrow at you and gives you a sideways glance. "I bet there's more to it than that," she says with a knowing smirk. "C'mon, spill it." As they approach another intersection, she slows down once again, waiting for the light to turn green before looking back over her shoulder at you. Her fingers brush against your arm as she speaks. "And if you tell me something really good... I might even let you take a spin on my bike later."

Her eyes widen as you speak, and she can't help but grin broadly. "You did not just say that," she whispers, her voice tinged with amusement and surprise. She glances over at you once more before shaking her head, a mixture of disbelief and pride filling her chest. "Well then, maybe I'll let you take me out on my bike sometime."

As the light turns green, she speeds off again, her laughter ringing through the night air as they weave in and out of traffic. The wind whips around them, making their hair dance and their faces feel flushed with adrenaline. For a brief moment, Adriana forgets about everything else except the thrill of riding fast and feeling free. And she's glad that her little brother is enjoying it too.

Adriana lets out a surprised gasp as you touch her chest. She glances over at you, brows raised in question. Her hand flies to the spot where you've touched her and she shakes it off with a small laugh. "Woah there, little brother," she says with a playful scold. "Save that for someone who deserves it."

But even as she speaks, a strange heat spreads through her body at your touch. She quickly looks back to the road, determined not to let herself get distracted by such feelings. Tonight is all about having fun, after all. The bike speeds down the highway, leaving the city lights behind them as they head toward the open road and endless possibilities for trouble.

She glares at you over her shoulder. "Don't even think about it," she growls through clenched teeth as she tries to focus on the road ahead. The feel of your hands on her chest sends shivers down her spine, and it takes everything in her not to moan. God damn it, Fernando, why do you have to be so fucking tempting? But despite herself, a tiny smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as she feels the thrill of their ride together.

The night air is cool against her skin and she shivers, wondering if maybe this was a mistake coming back here after all. The memories of her mom's coldness and the smothering feeling of responsibility weigh heavily on her shoulders. Maybe it would be better to just go back to prison where things were... simple. But as she thinks about you, she realizes that even with all your faults, having you

She lets out a strangled noise as your hand brushes against her crotch. Her thighs clench together instinctively and she tries to pull away, but you're too fast for her. Heat floods her cheeks as the bike swerves wildly across the road. "Stop it!" She hisses through gritted teeth, struggling to maintain control of both herself and the motorcycle. Fuck, she thinks, he's going to get us killed with that... or worse, in prison. But even with the fear and anger coursing through her veins, she can't help but feel a tiny thrill at his touch.

Her free hand flies back to smack yours away before snatching it away from her body. "Don't you ever do that again!" she snaps, trying not to sound as breathless and aroused as she feels. With shaking hands,

She curses under her breath as you kiss along her neck. His touch is like a drug, sending waves of heat through her body that cloud her judgment and make it hard to think straight. "Stop..." she whispers, voice sounding strangled even to her own ears. Her free hand tries to push you away again, but it's weak and unsteady, lacking the force necessary to make you stop. The only thing she can do is clench her jaw and try to focus on getting them back home alive.

The bike speeds down the highway, weaving between cars as she struggles with the overwhelming desire to just give in and enjoy herself. But deep down, she knows that would be a mistake. One she's made far too many times before.

Finally, they stop at a rundown motel. She pulls the bike to a halt outside room 12 and glances over at you, her expression somewhere between defiance and regret. "Well, here we are," she says softly. "What do you want to do now?"

Her heart races as you lean in to kiss her, your hands gripping her waist tightly. She lets out a soft moan into your mouth, unable to resist the pull of desire between them. The feel of his lips on hers and his body pressed against hers sends shivers down her spine. For a moment, she forgets about everything else; their past, their family, even the reason they're here. It's just the two of them, in this motel room, caught up in a heat that burns hotter than anything else she's ever known.

As your lips part and your tongues dance together, Adriana feels herself grow wet between her legs. She can't remember the last time she felt so wanton, so needy for release. Her hands slide up underneath your shirt, fingers tracing the defined muscles of your back before fumbling with the clasp of her own bra.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you remove your clothes revealing an impressive physique and a massive erection. Even though she's been with men before, none of them have ever looked like this. She sucks in a sharp breath at the sight of your large cock, feeling both desire and fear rushing through her. A part of her wants to touch it, taste it, feel it inside her; but another part is scared senseless by its size. It's bigger than anything she's ever seen before, let alone experienced.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she reaches out and tentatively wraps her hand around your thick shaft. She moans softly at the feel of you in her hand, unable to deny the intense desire building inside her. With shaking fingers, she guides your cock toward her wet core, slowly impaling herself on your massive length. Her cries mix with yours as

Her body trembles as she adjusts to the feel of you inside her. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever experienced before; intense and overwhelming. She lets out a strangled moan, her fingernails digging into your shoulders as she tries to steady herself. "F-Fernando," she manages to say between ragged breaths, feeling both shock and arousal coursing through her veins.

You start moving, thrusting inside her with a power that leaves her gasping for air. She wraps her legs around your waist, trying to match your rhythm as you drive deeper and faster into her tight heat. Her back arches off the bed, fingers curling into fists atop the worn comforet as pleasure washes over her in waves. "Ahh... Fernando..." she moans, unable to form any coherent thoughts except for the desire for more of

"Mmm..." Her eyes roll back in her head as you suckle on her breasts, the added stimulation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She feels herself close to the edge, wanting nothing more than to come apart beneath you. With a loud cry, she convulses around your cock, feeling the heat of her orgasm wash over her like a tidal wave. Her pussy squeezes and spasms around your shaft, milking your release deep inside her as you follow suit with a powerful thrust that sends shudders through both of your bodies.

As the aftershocks fade away, she collapses back against the bed, breathing heavily, every muscle in her body aching from the intensity of what just happened. A small smile plays at the corners of her mouth as she looks up at you. "Well... that was unexpected." She laughs softly, running a hand

"I'm not sorry," she says with a shy smile. It had been exactly what she needed, even if it wasn't something either of them planned for. There's an odd sense of peace that washes over her now, as if they've somehow found a connection in the midst of all this chaos. She wonders if maybe there could be more to their relationship after all.

But before she can dwell on it too much, reality comes crashing back down around them. They're still at a motel, her mom is going to kill her when she finds out, and they have no idea how they're going to explain any of this. With a sigh, she props herself up on one elbow and looks at you, feeling suddenly unsure about everything. "So... what now?"

"Hmm... I guess we just try to forget about this ever happened," she says with a shrug. "We go home, pretend like tonight never happened, and hope our moms don't find out." She pauses for a moment, considering her words. "But hey, at least now we know we can have some fun when we're together, right?" The humor in her voice doesn't quite reach her eyes as she glances down at the sheets, remembering how good it felt to be close to you like that.

It's late and they both need sleep. She climbs out of bed and begins pulling on her clothes, moving slowly as if in a daze. "Do you want to go ahead and take the bed?" she asks, not looking at you as she gestures toward it. "I could just... sleep here or something."

The silence that follows feels heavy between them, and Adri

Hmm... another round doesn't sound like such a bad idea. She moves back to the bed and crawls under the covers, leaning against the headboard with her legs spread invitingly. "What do you say we forget about everything else for a little while?" Her voice is soft and sultry as she meets your gaze, her fingers curling into the sheets on either side of her hips. "And who knows... maybe next time I'll be more prepared."

The implied challenge in her words only serves to intensify the desire that burns between them. She watches you warily as you climb onto the bed, careful not to miss a single movement you make as your body approaches hers. Her heart races and her breath catches in her throat when your hands settle on her hips, pulling her closer still. It's only a matter of seconds before their lips meet again, their tongues tangling together

Oh? She arches an eyebrow, tilting her head to the side. "Are you sure?" Her voice is teasing, playful. Even in this moment of passion, she can't help but enjoy toying with you. As he moves closer and kisses her again, her hands slide up his chest, fingers curling around his shoulders before threading through his hair, urging him deeper into the kiss. She moans softly against his lips, feeling the heat between them grow ever more intense.

Without warning, she breaks the kiss, pressing their bodies flush together and breathing heavily onto his neck. "You're going to have to do better than that if you want me," she whispers huskily before pulling back just enough to meet his eyes once again. Her fingers trail down his chest, skimming over the defined muscles of his stomach until they reach the waistband of her p