*Title: “Full Moon Rising”*

My sister Luna always had a way of making things impossible to refuse. Maybe it was the way her hips swayed when she walked, or how her tits practically spilled out of her silk nightgown whenever she stretched. Or maybe it was the fact that, even though we were twins, she had something extra between her legs—something thick, heavy, and *hard* right now as she knelt over me on my bed.

“You can’t tell me you haven’t thought about this,” she murmured, grinding her wet pussy against my thigh while her cock twitched against my stomach. Fuck. She wasn’t wrong. I *had* thought about it. Too many times.

I groaned as her hand wrapped around my dick, stroking me slowly. “Luna…”

“Shhh,” she whispered, leaning down to lick a hot stripe up my neck. “You know we were made for each other. Same blood. Same body.” Her fingers tightened, pumping me just how I liked. “Same *needs*.”

I couldn’t hold back anymore. I grabbed her hips and flipped us, pinning her beneath me. Her cock throbbed against my belly, already leaking. She grinned up at me, biting her lip as I slid a hand between her legs. Her pussy was slick, so fucking wet just from teasing me. “You like that, huh?” I growled, rubbing her clit in slow circles.

“Yes,” she gasped, bucking against my fingers. “But I want *more*.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I lined up my cock and pushed inside her in one slow, deep thrust. Luna arched off the bed, moaning loud as her pussy clenched around me. “Fuck, *yes*,” she hissed, her nails digging into my back. “Breed me, brother. Fill me up.”

Her words sent a jolt of heat straight to my dick. I fucked her harder, driving into her tight cunt over and over while her cock bounced between us, dripping pre-cum onto her stomach. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper. “I want you to come inside me,” she panted. “I want your fucking seed, *please*—”

I couldn’t hold back. With a rough groan, I slammed into her one last time and came, ropes of hot cum flooding her pussy. Luna whimpered, her cock pulsing as she shot thick streaks across her own stomach, her body shaking under me.

Collapsing onto her, I buried my face in her neck, breathing in her scent. She stroked my hair, still clenching around my softening dick. “Perfect,” she sighed. “Just like I knew it would be.”

I lifted my head and smirked. “Round two?”

She laughed, rolling us over so she was on top again. “Oh, we’re *far* from done.”

And fuck, she was right.