Tangled up in Blue and Blonde (Hunter King)

[MourningSun]

Disclaimer - It goes without saying that this is all fantasy.

MF, Oral

Tangled up in Blue and Blonde

Matt drove down the palm-lined street of Los Angeles, the early afternoon sun casting a warm glow on the pavement. His eyes scanned the modern architectural wonders surrounding him, but his mind was preoccupied. The last few months had been a whirlwind of emotions, and he needed to sort through them. His relationship with Joey King, the Hollywood starlet, had been a rollercoaster of passion and misunderstandings. The paparazzi had painted their romance in glossy colors, but the truth was, behind closed doors, it was far from perfect. Truth was, they had been fighting more and more frequently, and he wasn't sure where they stood now.

He pulled up to Joey's gated community and stepped out of his BMW, feeling a mix of excitement and dread. The house looked quiet, too quiet. As he approached the door, the anticipation grew heavier in his chest. He was about to knock when it swung open, revealing a figure he hadn't expected—Hunter, Joey's sister. She looked stunning in a simple white sundress that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her blonde hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, and her eyes, a piercing blue, seemed to sparkle in the soft light.

"Hey you!" she beamed, her smile lighting up the room. "What brings you here?"

"Hey Hunter, is Joey here?" he asked, trying to keep the frustration out of his voice.

"She's not here right now, Matt. But you can wait for her if you want?" Hunter offered, stepping aside to let him in. Her tone was casual, yet there was tension in how she held herself, as if she was trying to be cooler than the situation allowed.

"Sure, um, I can wait for her," he said, awkwardly stepping inside. He followed her into the living room, where the walls were adorned with movie posters and glitzy Hollywood awards, a stark reminder of the world he had entered when he started dating Joey.

"Hunter, I'm sorry what happened between you and Nico." he said, referring to the camera operator she had been engaged to recently.

Hunter's smile dimmed, a hint of sadness flitting across her face. "It's okay, Matt. Sometimes things just don't work out the way we want them to," she replied with a shrug. "I think we both kinda knew deep down that things weren't working out between us, you know?"

Matt nodded, his gaze drifting to the her face. "Yeah, I can imagine it's tough," he said sympathetically.

"It is, and it won't be quick to get over. But I'll be fine. Anyway, how are things with you? I haven't seen you in forever." she smiled at him, changing the subject.

"They've been complicated." he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "That's why I'm here, actually. I was hoping to see Joey and hash things out with her. She's not returning my calls or texts though."

"You better sit down, Matt. I have something I need to tell you." Hunter pursed her lips and sighed, her eyes looking at him with an unexpected seriousness. The sudden change in mood made him swallow hard.

"Uh-oh, that doesn't sound good." he said, his stomach doing a somersault.

They sat on the couch, the plush cushions sinking beneath their weight as they faced each other. Hunter's eyes searched his, looking for understanding or perhaps permission to continue. She leaned in, her voice dropping a little. "Joey... she's been seeing someone else."

The words hit him like a ton of bricks. The air in the room seemed to get hotter, making it difficult for Matt to breathe. His eyes widened in shock. "What?" he choked out, gripping the armrest tightly.

"I'm really sorry Matt, but it's true. And I'm sorry to be the one to have to tell you this as well. But you've been part of the family for a couple of years now, and I really like you, you're a great guy, and you deserve to know the truth. And as much as I love her, Joey isn't the best at handling complicated situations, especially when it comes to relationships." Hunter's eyes held a genuine look of pity as she delivered the blow.

Matt felt his world crumble around him. His heart pounded in his chest, and his mind raced. All the signs had been there, the late nights, the sudden secrecy, but he had chosen to ignore them, hoping for the best. "Who is it?" he asked through clenched teeth, his jaw tightening with anger.

"Do you really want to know?" Hunter asked tentatively, her eyes searching his.

Matt's chest tightened, but he nodded. "I need to know."

Hunter paused for a moment, as if weighing her words carefully. Then she spoke. "It's the director of The Act. Piet. She'd been spending a lot of time with him, and they got pretty close."

"But that dude must be fifty years old!" Matt exclaimed, his voice tight with disbelief and anger.

"He's around 35, but he's a lot older than she is, yes. Too old, I think. I'm the only one in the family that knows about any of this, and she swore me to secrecy." Hunter's voice was soft, filled with the regret of passing on the news. "But, I had to tell you. You're an awesome guy, Matt. And you don't deserve to be treated like this."

Matt felt the heat rise in his cheeks, his eyes burning with a mix of rage and heartache. He had always had suspicions that Joey may have been cheating on him, but to hear it from Hunter's lips clarified his suspicions. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "Thanks, Hunter. I really appreciate you telling me." His voice was strained, a boiling rage inside him. Not at the director, but at his so-called girlfriend for betraying him so callously.

Hunter reached over and placed a comforting hand on his arm. "Look, she's not here right now, but when she gets back, maybe you two can talk it out." She offered him a sad smile, but he could tell she didn't believe the words herself.

"What's the point, Hunter?" he sighed, looking at her sadly "Even if we talked, she's broken any trust I have with her now. And as much as I love her, this is..." he trailed off, looking out the window.

Hunter's hand tightened around his arm. "It's a mess, I know. But she's only twenty, Matt. Even if she seems mature in other parts of her life, she's still immature with guys and relationships. I'm not excusing what she's done. You've been a great boyfriend, and you don't deserve it."

Matt nodded slowly. "I know, but it's hard to keep making excuses for her, especially after everything we've been through." He took a deep breath, trying to keep his emotions in check.

Hunter leaned in closer, her gaze intense. "Matt, do you think it's something you two can work out?"

"Honestly, no. I think I'm done with it, Hunter." he said, his voice final. "I've been trying to hold on, hoping it'd get better, but it's clear she's moved on. Or is moving on, at least."

Hunter nodded, her eyes filled with understanding. "I'm sorry, Matt. Really. But maybe it's for the best?" she suggested, her voice gentle.

Matt's gaze was drawn to the window, contemplating the truth in her words. The silence grew louder, filled only by the distant hum of the streets outside. He felt a mix of anger, hurt, and betrayal. "Maybe," he murmured.

They talked for a while, the weight of the revelation hanging heavily between them. The room was quiet except for their voices, punctuated by the occasional sound of a car driving by outside.

"I know it's none of my business, but I personally think you should find someone who appreciates you more. Someone who won't make you feel like this." Hunter's voice was soothing "I mean, you're a great guy, Matt. I don't think you'll have a problem finding someone who appreciates you, you know?"

Matt nodded, his throat tight with anger and sorrow. "Yeah, you're right. I've been holding onto something that's not good for me." He took a deep breath and looked into Hunter's eyes. "Thank you for listening, Hunter. And thanks for telling me about this I really appreciate it."

Her eyes searched his, the sadness in them deepening. "Of course, Matt. I'm here for you, no matter what." Her hand remained on his arm, the warmth of her touch sending a comforting shiver down his spine.

Matt's eyes lingered on her momentarily, his mind racing with thoughts he had pushed aside for so long. He had always been attracted to Hunter, her beauty and kindness starkly contrasting Joey's wild unpredictability. The line between friendship and something more had blurred over the years, and now it was as clear as the L.A. skyline. "You know," he began, his voice low "You're always kind to me. It's one of the reasons I liked spending time with Joey's family."

Hunter's hand slid down to his, her thumb idly tracing the back of it. "We're like family, Matt. And family sticks together." There was a shift in the air between them, an unspoken feeling that passed between them.

Matt's gaze never left hers, the words hanging between. The air grew electric, charged with an feeling that was undeniable. He felt his hand tremble under hers, the weight of the moment pressing down on him like a lead blanket. "Hunter..." he began, but she gently placed her finger over his lips, silencing him.

"Let's not talk." she whispered, her eyes pleading.

The room grew quiet once more, and he leaned in closer, his breath hot against her skin. Her eyes closed, and she leaned into him, their heads tilting towards each other. Their lips met in a kiss filled with tenderness. It was gentle, a soft brush of his mouth against hers. The kiss grew deeper, her hand reaching up to cup his face, her thumb stroking his jaw.

Matt's arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer, his anger and heartache at Joey momentarily forgotten. The heat of her body was intoxicating, and he could feel the swell of her breasts pressing against his chest. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes, searching for reassurance that this was what she wanted too. The desire in her gaze was all he needed. He kissed her again, his tongue delving into her mouth, exploring every corner as she moaned softly. They made out for what seemed like an eternity, their kisses growing more and more urgent.

"I've wanted to do that for a long time." he murmured against her mouth.

Hunter's eyes searched his, filled with a mix of surprise and longing. "Really?"

Matt nodded, unable to articulate just how long he had been fighting his attraction to her. "Yes." He leaned in again, and their kiss grew more passionate. He felt her hand slip down to his chest, her nails grazing his skin lightly, sending waves of pleasure through his body.

They stood up, and Hunter took his hand, leading him to her bedroom.  She closed the door behind them, the outside world left behind.

Gently, he touched her face, feeling the softness of her skin and the warmth of her breath. Her eyes searched his, the question in them clear. Was this a mistake?  He didn't have the answers, but he knew he couldn't walk away now, not when he felt something for her that was so much more than friendship.

Matt's hand slid down her neck, feeling the gentle throb of her pulse as it quickened under his touch. He stepped closer, his chest brushing against her breasts, and she gasped softly. He kissed her again, his hands finding the tie of her sundress and loosening it. The fabric fell away, revealing her lush curves and the swell of her breasts encased in a cotton bra, her pale skin glowing in the soft light. She helped him out of his t-shirt, and they stood before each other, staring at each other. He leaned down and kissed her again, and she melted into his arms, her body pressed tightly against his. They fell onto the bed, a giggling tangle of limbs, the mattress giving way beneath them.

Hunter straddled him, reaching behind her back and unclipping her bra, letting it fall away. Her large breasts full and firm, the pink tips of her nipples peaked with arousal. He sat up and took one in his mouth, suckling gently as she gasped, her head falling back in pleasure. Her hands found the button of his jeans, and she deftly undid them, sliding the zipper down with a whisper of sound. She pushed him back down on the bed and took off his jeans and underwear, freeing his large, hard cock. She stared at it for a moment, her eyes wide with excitement.

Matt watched her, his breathing shallow, as she took him in her hand and stroked him gently. His eyes never left hers as she leaned down and took the tip into her mouth, her tongue flicking against the sensitive skin. The sensation was overwhelming, and he had to bite his lip to keep from crying out. He had fantasized about this moment so many times, but nothing could have prepared him for the reality of it. He groaned, his hands finding their way to her head, guiding her rhythm as she took more and more of him in.

"Oh fuck, Hunter..." he moaned, his hips bucking as she took him deeper into her mouth. The sensation of her warm, wet mouth on his cock was driving him crazy, the gentle sucking and swirling of her tongue driving him close to ecstasy.

Her eyes fluttered up to meet his, a mischievous glint in them, as she slid her mouth down his shaft. He could feel the heat of her breath on his balls, and he knew that she was enjoying herself as much as he was. His hands tightened in her hair as she moaned, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through his body. She licked and sucked on his balls, making him shiver in pleasure. She licked his shaft, teasing the underside of his cock, and then took him back into her mouth, her pace picking up.

She sucked, licked, and jerked his cock, her passion for it growing with every moment. His hips bucked, pushing himself deeper into her mouth, and she took it, welcoming it, loving the taste of him. Matt's eyes rolled back into his head, and he couldn't believe how good it felt to have Hunter's mouth on his cock. Her eyes watered slightly from the pressure, but she didn't stop; her keenness to please him negating any discomfort.

"Do you have a condom?" she asked, as she jerked his cock, her eyes never leaving his.

Matt nodded, his voice hoarse. "Yeah, in my wallet." He managed to get the words out, his voice a groan.

Hunter released him with a pop, and he watched as she slid off the bed to grab his pants, her tits and ass swaying as she walked across the room. He felt a twinge of regret—not for what they were doing but for the timing. But as she pulled a condom from his wallet and turned back to him, her sexy little grin washed it away. She tore open the packet with her teeth and slid the latex over his length with surprising ease.

She lowered herself onto him, her pussy wet and eager for his cock. He felt the heat of her, the tightness as he entered her, and he groaned with pleasure. She was so tight, her muscles gripping him like a vice as he pushed deeper, filling her completely. Her eyes widened in surprise and delight as he hit her just right, sparks of pleasure shooting through her body.

"That feels soooo good." she moaned, closing her eyes and biting her lip.

Matt took a deep breath, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy around him. He hadn't realized how much he'd wanted this. He began to thrust into her, slow and steady at first, feeling the way she took him in. Her body moved with his, hips rising to meet each of his strokes, setting a rhythm that grew faster and more intense with each passing moment. Her breasts bounced with every thrust; the sight of her taking him so fully was almost too much to handle. He reached up and groped them, kneading them in his hands, feeling their weight and warmth.

Hunter threw her head back, her long hair cascading over her shoulders as she moaned. The sight was almost too much for Matt to handle, but he steeled himself, determined to give her the best experience possible. He began to pump into her with more force, her wetness coating the condom, making each movement smoother and more intense. And then she stopped, her eyes gazing down at him.

"You know what? I kinda' want to really feel you." she whispered, a sultry smile playing on her lips. "Do you mind if we go bare?" she asked, her eyes searching his for approval.

Matt's heart hammered in his chest. He hadn't been expecting this. But the look in her eyes was earnest, and he nodded. She leaned down and kissed him, sliding off him and taking the condom off.

Hunter climbed back onto the bed, straddling him again. This time, she lowered herself down without it, and the feeling of her skin against his was like nothing he had ever felt before. He was so sensitive now, and each touch from her was like a bolt of electricity through his body. He could feel her wetness coating him, and as he slid into her, it was incredible. She was so warm, so wet, and so tight, it was almost unbearable.

"Oh fuck, that feels so much better." she groaned, her eyes never leaving his as she slid down his cock. She was so tight and wet, it was all he could do to hold back. He watched her face, the way her cheeks flushed and her eyes closed in pleasure, and he knew he wanted to make her feel amazing. He began to move his hips, thrusting up into her, feeling every inch of her tight, wet pussy clamp down on him.

Her breasts bobbed with each stroke, and he couldn't help but lean forward and capture one in his mouth, suckling the nipple until it was a hard peak. She moaned, her hands finding his head, pushing him closer as she began to rock her hips in time with his movements. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, melding with their pants and moans.

Without warning, he flipped her onto her back, his eyes burning with need. He slammed into her hard, the sound of their flesh meeting echoing in the room. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and she arched her back, her hands gripping his shoulders as she met every one of his thrusts with a passion that matched his. The bed frame creaked in protest, but neither of them cared. The only thing that mattered was the feeling of their skin on skin.

"That's it, Matt. Fuck me. Fuck me hard!" Hunter begged, her voice strained with desire. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him to go deeper, her nails digging into his skin as he complied.

 He pounded into her, feeling her body shake beneath his, the heat between them building to a crescendo. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her teeth bared in a silent scream as she reached for her own climax, her pussy tightening around his cock.

"Fuck, Matt, I'm gonna come." she gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders.

"Fuck, so am I." he rasped, gritting his teeth "Where?"

"In me." she breathed, her voice a desperate sob.

Matt's eyes snapped open, and he stared down at her, his mind racing. She nodded and pulled him closer, her arms wrapped around him. He thrust deeper, harder, the sound of their fucking filling the room as he chased his own climzx. He could feel her pussy contracting around him, getting tighter and tighter, and he knew she was close.

"Oh fuck, yes!" she screamed as her orgasm hit, her body spasming around him. The sight was too much for him to handle, and he buried himself inside her, his cock pulsing as he came. He felt a mix of pleasure and relief, his body releasing tension he didn't even know he had been holding onto. Hunter gasped as she felt his cock expand and explode, her pussy milking him of every drop as they both rode the waves of ecstasy. She felt his cum fill her up, a warm, thick sensation that sent a shiver through her.

They lay there for a moment, both panting, their bodies slick with sweat. The room was quiet except for their harsh breathing, which gradually slowed as the aftershocks of their passion subsided. Matt's eyes searched hers, looking for reassurance, but all he found was a soft smile and a nod.

"You are amazing." she whispered, her chest heaving.

Matt's eyes searched hers, filled with a mix of pleasure and regret. He had just had the most intense sexual experience of his life with his girlfriend's sister, and now he wasn't sure what to say. So he just leaned down and kissed her, tasting her mouth's sweetness and feeling her body's warmth against his own.

They lay there for a few moments, their hearts beating in sync, their bodies still connected in the aftermath of their passion. Finally, he pulled out and collapsed beside her, his arm draped over her stomach.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice low and filled with concern.

"Why wouldn't I be?" she replied, a mischievous glint in her eye as she rolled onto her side to face him. "That was incredible."

Matt's cheeks reddened slightly, but he couldn't deny the truth of her words. He'd never felt anything quite like that before—so raw, so all-consuming. He propped himself up on one elbow, looking down at her. "This was not what I expected when I came over here today."

Hunter laughed, a soft, sexy sound that made his heart skip a beat. "Neither did I. But sometimes, the best things are the things you don't see coming."

They lay in silence for a while, the gravity of what they had done sinking in. But the more he thought about it, the less wrong it felt. He had been hurt and betrayed, and she had been the one to comfort him.

Matt traced the curve of her hip with his finger, his eyes still locked with hers. "So, what now?"

Hunter's smile was gentle, a soft curve of her lips. "Now, we deal with it. We're adults, and we made a choice; we can't change what just happened."

Matt nodded, the weight of their actions pressing down on him. "Yeah, I guess we can't."

Hunter turned to him "Let's not talk about it now, anyway. Let's just enjoy this."

He leaned across and kissed her softly, his hand cupping her cheek. "You're right. We'll deal with it later."

She smiled and kissed him back, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "We've got all the time in the world to figure it out."