Lucky Hunter Chapter 2, an owl house fanfic

Review. Faster updates for this and other stories if this and other stories get more reviews. Would love to see art work of this or any of my other work. Faster reviews for my other less popular stories means that more updates at a faster pace. Or just more stories like this one.

Also just to be clear. I do not do pedophilia, all characters are aged up in this stuff or aged down depending on the character, no loli, no yaoi, no shota, I don't do watersports (Shit/Piss/fart fetish shit)I don't do stuff like vore or entire bodies getting shoved into places (Shrink play) I don't do blood play or torture (Ball/cock crushing etc) or certain old people, (Yes I am a fucking hypocrite) . Also if you ask for something in reviews that normally means I won't do it. So anyone who asks for that will be disappointed. If you have questions/requests/suggestions PM me instead.

I know it's been a while. I've been busy and uninspired. So hopefully this will make up for that a little bit.

I also acknowledge that this story moves a little faster compared to a few of my other ones, but that is mostly just because I only have so many ideas for this one. So the smut comes earlier.

Also I have an AO3 account so that's a thing.

Hunter smiled and waved as the others slowly piled into the car.
"You really don't want to come?" Gus asked in surprise. Vee was in her human disguise slowly blowing bubbles out the car door with a new human tool that they had given her. She had managed to keep it away from Gus this long and planned to keep doing so as long as possible.

"Really. I just think that with our luck that we've been having...someone should probably stay back and watch home base. Just to be on the safe side." Hunter said with as much unquestioned authority that he could muster without coming off as too much of a jerk. They had told him countless times that he sounded stiff and fake every single time that he tried to come off as rugged or cool or what he thought was rugged or cool.

"Well if you're sure. It's just some errands. It's not like we're trying to figure out how to work a portal or anything." Willow said. She was leaning through the sky light in the car top. Looking at him with a small sad grin. "Do you need anything from the green house though? Or the library? Food shopping typically goes faster if a lot of people come with."

"I'm fine. Really." Hunter said, trying not to look in her deep beautiful eyes, they looked as lovely as cut gems. He wanted to drown in them. He wanted her to drown him. He wanted to kiss her so badly. A weird thudding noise sounded in his chest. IT was the same noise he had felt when Camila had greeted him that morning. She had ruffled his hair while saying hello. As if he was much younger then his eighteen years. Somehow...it had left a very deep impression on him.

"Look we're wasting daylight and precious book on tape time. Hunter if you need anything or if anything gets wild call us on our cell phones or use the tamasomething to contact us. I know that you work better on the tamasomething then you do with the phone." Luz said as she got behind the wheel of the car.

It purred into life and she whooped before the car pulled out into the silent New England street. Hunter watched as the five of them drove off. He took a deep breath and then let it out. Today. It had to be today.

He knew it. He knew it deep in his bones. They had all more or less given their blessings to move forwards with this. Sure they all probably thought that he meant Willow instead of Camila...She was also on his radar. But he had to do this.

He had to either tell Camila how he felt and get it out in the open so that she could turn him down or die trying. He didn't even think about any other options. He would tell her how he felt, she would politely say no and kick him out on the streets. Or she would cackle and beat him up and destroy him emotionally and mentally and then kick him out on the streets.

Or she would politely and lovingly let him down easy. He knew that it would have to be one of those three options. There was literally no other choices available to him. He turned on his heel and marched inside. There was a small pile of laundry on the sofa. Camila was seated next to it wearing a bright pink bathrobe. She adjusted it a little as he walked in. Her body filled it up nicely, her breasts were like two firm lovely spheres floating in a soft cloud.

Hunter shook his head, well aware that he was staring. She seemed incredibly soft and warm, almost glowing fromt he way that the sun beams came pouring in over her gorgeous brown body. He knew that she was just wearing a regular slightly worn pink bathrobe. He knew that she was slightly frazzled since this was her day off and she was doing chores to take care of a bunch of kids. He knew that she had her hair in a 'birds nest' as she called it. But she looked so beautiful to , comforting. Amazing. Hypnotic.

"Hunter? Is everything alright? You're staring." Camila said. Hunter blinked before he walked over to stand in front of her. He had read plenty of romance manga that Luz kept around the house. Along with comic books and graphic novels (What the difference between the two of those were though was beyond him) and he knew one thing and one thing only. All of the protagonists were fools in that who continously beat around the bush instead of getting to the point of the matter. He knew that he had to say it and say it loudly and proudly.

It would hopefully clear his head and get this strange paradoxical feeling out of his chest and stomach.

"Camila Noceda I like you." Hunter said with as much authority as he could muster. He winced after it was out of his mouth. Half expecting to get something thrown at him. When nothing happened he opened his eyes. She was looking at him in confusion. She blinked a few times before grinning sweetly at the young man.

"Well that's certainly good news since I like you too." She said with absolutely no hint of mocking or irony. Hunter blinked in confusion now. He rubbed the back of his hand across his mouth and shook his head.

"No. I don't think you really understand what I'm saying to you. I really truly and utterly like you! Everything about you! Your kindness, the way you care for us, how you cook and clean, how you are encouraging and give fantastic pep talks! How level headed and down to earth you are-" Camila was chuckling a little and waved her hand at him.

"Hunter! You're going to make me blush! It almost sounds like you are confessing to me!" She snorted and rubbed her face before patting the sofa beside her and pulling out another pile of clothes.

"If you aren't going out with the others today help me with the laundry, you did say something about all the work that I do for you people? Well how about you help out a bit?" She said as she began to fold it.

Hunter blinked a few times before he plopped down beside her. He reached into the pile and pulled out some of her jeans and folded them rapidly. Following the strict folds that he had learned while in the coven. Perfect folds. Nice and crisp. No room for error. He did that with a sweater. Some of Luz's torn up jeans. A thong of Willows. (He blushed when he picked that up, it had small rose buds along the trim) and then one of Camila's bras. A large one. It was not overly sexy, it was not lacy, or frilly, it was plain and black. And he shivered as he picked it up. It had been on her skin, cradled her breasts, rubbed her nipples...It had touched her.

"I was being serious about what I said earlier." Hunter said looking at Camila intently. Tossing the bra to the side. She looked up in surprise. Some of her hair had fallen over her glasses and she had to readjust it.
"What do you mean?"
"I really do like you. In a romantic way. In a deep way. In a..." he touched his chest and patted it "In a in here way."

His eyes did not leave Camila's face. She blinked, flushed, shook her head in surprise, tried to smile it away, chuckled and then looked confused. Hunter was prepared for anything. Everything...

"I've got to go and take a shower." Camila said while patting her thighs and standing up quickly and stiffly.

Anything except for that. Hunter watched as she walked up the staircase and into the bathroom. The door didn't close and he could hear the shower begin. He took a deep breath. He had to go for it. That's what Luz said right? And Amity. And Gus. He was sure that his captain would have the exact same advice for him if she knew of his perdicament. He stood up and gripped the bottom of his shirt.

Camila scrubbed at her arms, eyes half closed as she stared off into space. Sometimes she would catch a reflection of herself through the steam in the mirror. Vaguely fogged up. She blinked as she studied her form. She knew she was no spring chicken anymore. She had left hottie behind after she had had Luz, had been content to be considered a bit of a 'cougar' for a few years. But ever since her husband had passed...

She was very comfortable just being who she was. She had heard the term MILF thrown around a lot in her life. But never thought that it actually applied to her. She shivered and rubbed her hair, digging her fingernails into her scalp. It was crazy right? To have those sort of thoughts? To actually stop and consider and weigh them in her mind?

She shivered, she shook her head. She closed her eyes. She could picture her bedroom, she could picture her night stand, and she could picture the vibrator in the drawer. She had used it a handful of times since Luz managed to fix that portal and get her and her friends over here for a visit. The portal like anything made by her daughter had malfunctioned but there were schematics and plans and apparently the owl lady had a way to fix it and was working on it. They needed to do a few things on this side but it was no big hurry.

For now the witches were enjoying their stay in the human realm and not giving it too much thought.

Camila shivered as the warm water darted down her full figured body, she paused and cupped her breasts. They were still pretty firm considering their age and size, maybe a hint of sag? She couldn't tell, still large and proud in her mind. She rubbed her hands downwards over her soft sides, gently touched her love handles and then cupped her butt. She frowned, that of all things had grown, she wasn't a pancake ass, it was full figured bubble butt, a few stretch marks but nothing overly severe. Some people her age had let themselves go, or had gotten plastic surgery. She was on her feet at the office all day so she was in relatively good shape...But still she was not going to deny that she had a bit of extra padding.

She had always been good about convincing Luz that her body was beautiful. Nothing to be ashamed about. And to embrace herself and love every last inch of herself. The world could be so cruel to women, young women specifically. She was glad that Luz seemed to love herself whole heartedly and unquestioningly. But still Camila found herself ignoring her own advice.

"you are amazing." She reminded herself. So amazing that apparently one of Luz's little friends had gotten a little crush on her. She shook her head. She was old enough to be the boy's mother! It was cute...nothing to let stew in her mind at all...right? Still he had looked so...so...she felt her heart beat quicken and her eyes widened. The steam filled the room and she felt as if the temperature had jumped forty degrees in six seconds flat.

A creak came from the doorway and then the shower curtain moved. In stepped Hunter, his eighteen year old body glistening. His eyes widened and then fixed with a determination that made the shorter women shiver in amazement. She gulped before yelping and slapping at his chest.

"What do you think you're doing?! Get out of here!" She said in amazement, she took a step back, the water made the bathtub floor slippery. She yelped, feeling her feet go out from under her. She winced preparing for the crash only to pause. Two long strong hands had wrapped around her waist and held her up. Hunter was grinning bashfully, although he was in here his eyes were very firmly caught on her face. Some water logged hair flopped into her face. She blinked in amazement upwards at the young man.

"It's hot water. First hot shower I've had in weeks. I figured it would be better for the water bill if we shared." He said very matter of factly before helping her back onto her feet. She huffed and the quick arguments went through her head 'faster showers' 'innapropriate' 'can always wait' 'old enough to be your mother'

But the only thing that came out was.
"Fine. But wash my back while you're here." She said as she continued to scrub at her hair. She closed her eyes and then gasped. He had pressed against her. Pushed into her back. She could feel every last inch of his body. The muscles straining underneath his skin. His firm strong washerboard like abs, his incredible height above her. She popped her eyes open and watched as he reached in front of her to grab the bar of soap that was sitting on the shelf at tit level.

She gulped, something warm and firm and long had pressed between her legs. Slipping out between her thighs with a wet slap. It was Hunter's erection. He was already rock hard, his dick head poked the wall. She gulped, she had never seen a cock that long before in her life. Or that girthy! It was like a third leg! Or an arm! It moved forwards with recklessness. It had three long veins running up and down it. The cock head looked large and angry, like an overgrown mushroom. The entire thing resembled something out of a dream.

She blinked as she stared down at it cross eyed. It felt warm between her legs. And it pressed upwards slightly, as if it were giving a little kiss to the entrance to her pussy. She yelped as he pulled back, she felt like she had a sword running between her legs. One that instead of giving off pain inflicted only pleasure.

One of his hands rested against her hip, casual, powerful, as if he wanted to own her. The water was steaming up between the two. She felt the shivers hit her once again. Threatening to overtake her sanity, over take her rationality. She should just turn around and give the gringo the perra slap of his life...But she instead felt her core tightening. Her butt cheeks tightening.

His hands roamed up and down her body. It had been such a long time since anyone had touched her like this. His hands were growing more confident. She was not stopping him. In fact she was shaking in his grip.

"Hunter...more...I...please...I..."She turned around to gaze up at him. Her hands flat against his chest. His hands cupping her ass cheeks and lifting her upwards. His eyes were staring down at her with pure unfiltered love in them. She felt her nipples harden and her knees go weak. She hadn't been gazed at like this for what felt like a lifetime. And now here he was, the gap toothed little young man. Staring at her with a hunger and love and need that she could hardly stand!

"Hunter..." She grumbled out and then gasped. His erection had slapped against her ass, moved like a living organism until it was hot dogging between her nice thick cheeks. She gulped and moaned. His hands, still soaped up were rubbing her butt cheeks, her sides, her groin.

He paused for a moment, awaiting permission. She bit her lip and nodded, then and only then did he slip his fingers into her sweet wet fragrant amazing otherworldly pussy. She gasped and gripped his biceps as he slowly and carefully began to finger fuck her. Camila's mouth popped open and she began to groan. Deep lovely groans. Sweet nothings to Hunter's ears. He smiled in amazement before shaking his head and focusing.

He had to give her pleasure, he knew that was the one job he had for himself right here and now. Giving her so much pleasure that she wouldn't be able to think straight. Give her so much pleasure that she felt that she was on another planet. Floating through space, in another dimension. He would not rest until he was sure that he had given her all that he could.

She gasped and shivered before staring down in embarassment. Hunter pulled his hand away from her pussy, it was damp and sticky with her love juices. She gulped and looked downwards.

"I'm sorry, it's been such a long time that I-"She was cut off as he pushed his lips to hers. His one hand going to the back of her neck, his pussy wet hand gripping her ass cheek and puling her closer. She tried to squirm away for a moment, only to close her eyes and deepen the kiss, her fingers curling and her fingernails biting into her palm. She wiggled in his grip. The water was still pouring around them. Her knees were weak and once again her pussy was dripping wet with overwhelming desire.

She needed him. She wanted him. She had to have him! The same thoughts were echoed and mirrored through Hunter's mind. His tongue shot out instinctively and he French Kissed her with as much power as he could muster. Her pussy was dripping wet, mixing with the hot shower water running down her back and legs.

She gasped as he reached underneath her legs and lifted her up. She quickly scrambled for purchase. Never once letting go of him. Her arms wrapped around his neck. Her knees squeezed his hips. They gasped and moaned as Hunter stumbled backwards and leaned his back against the shower tile. She gasped as she felt the tip of his cock draw a line across her booty. It then slipped stealthily and was now cushioned between the two of them. Rubbing against their stomachs. Camily finally pulled her aching lips away from Hunter and stared down in shock between them.

His dick was throbbing, like a heart. She gulped.

"It's been a while since I-" She began only for his lips to press to hers. He was blushing and flustered.
"I'm sorry! I shouldn't interrupt you! I should have asked! But you're so gorgeous and so warm and nice and soft and I can't...I have to..." He gulped and she chuckled.

"Let's go for it." Camila said with an eager grin before she gripped his cock and slipped downwards. She gasped, face slowly paling as she took his entire length inside of her. She felt him slowly stretching her. It had been a long time. Luz's father had been large, built like a horse in fact. And giving birth is never any fun...But it had been literal years since she had had any sort of sexual fun. So her body needed to catch up.

Hunter gasped and groaned. His hips fucked upwards sharply once she was entirely sheathed on his cock He shivered and cupped her butt cheeks protectively. He ground against her, getting used to her insides. Warm and slippery and so very soft! Pillow like! He kissed her neck, his teeth biting into her skin and making her yelp and jump.

He pulled back in shock, concerned that his sharp teeth might have pierced her fragile human skin. She was gazing up at him, her face was scrunched up, eyes half closed, lips popped open. She actually looked sort of goofy...Sort of like Luz whenever she came downstairs early in the morning after her and Amity's showers.

The two panted, huffed, gasped and moved.

They stumbled out of the shower. Camila's foot managing to hook the handle and turn it off. Hunter stumbled through the house, messing up the pictures on the wall. Hunter bumped into one wall, shaking the house, took a few big steps and got through Camila's bedroom door. She gasped and moaned. His dick was throbbing inside of her. Her body was reacting in kind. She would force herself up and down, up and down, up and down.

Hunter spied her bed and fell on it. Managing to catch himself so that he didn't crush her. Camila let out a gasp and then a yelp. Hunter had gripped her ankles and pulled them slightly to the side. Not too far, he wasn't trying to hurt her. He was trying to fuck her.

She squirmed underneath him. She didn't know what to do with her hands. She cupped her breasts and squeezed, that didn't seem right so she put them behind her head and ran her fingers through her hair. That still didn't seem right. So she reached up and rested them on his shoulders.

Hunter pulled outwards, his slippery cock pulling out inch after inch after gruelling inch. Until finally it was just the tip of his cock inside of her. He then slowly shoved himself back into her.

Camila grunted. Her eyes flying open. Her eyes slightly unfocused without her glasses. She could see Hunter because he was so close, but nothing beside that. She began to huff and gasp and grunt. Her body throbbing under Hunter's thrusts.

Hunter was gasping. His eyes rolling in his head. He focused on her face, her breasts, her stomach. Her legs. Her warm ankles nestled in his palms, her soft dripping wet twat. Her cunt tigthened around him as her orgasm rushed across her. Her second in half an hour. It had never come so fast before! This entire...affair...was going so fast! She couldn't keep up! Her mind felt like jello, her body felt like it was being contorted into a dozen different shapes.

Hunter then gasped, his abs tightening and pumped himself all the way to the base. Her butt cheeks trembled, she could feel him unloading himself inside of her. Rope after thick hot rope of his semen pumped itself inside of her. Making her thighs sticky and causing her to cry out.

The two paused. Panting. He was still hard inside of her. Hunter slowly and carefully pulled out of her. His cock head paused for a moment in her entrance before pulling out and shooting a couple more droplets of his seed against her pussy lips and lower belly.

Hunter then fell over beside her. Cuddling up to her. Nuzzling her neck and wrapping his arms around her possessively.

Camila lay back, eyes wide, her orgasm fading and her mind finally catching up to her.

"Oh Dios Mio." Camila mumbled in amazement. Her hand to her head. Her hair was an even bigger jumbled mess.
"mmmmm." Hunter grunted and kissed her neck.

"What have I done?" She mumbled and slowly sat up. Hunter sat up too and looked at her in nervous confusion.
"What?" He said breathless. Her eyes darted down to his cock, it was still impossibly hard.

"Hunter! I...I'm your friends mother! I'm old enough to be your mother! I...we had sex! This is serious! We shouldn't have done this!" She said in confusion, her mind starting to race. "It's...It's wrong!"

Hunter stared at her for a few additional seconds before shrugging.
"So?"
"SO?!" Camila yelped in response.

Hunter cupped her face, she almost pulled back but stopped by the intent look in his eyes. So intense, but so...vulnerable.

"My entire life I've been told that what I've done has been wrong. That if I didn't try my best and follows orders I was wrong...I'm tired of being wrong. I'm tired of not doing what I want. And I want you." He kissed her lips. She closed her eyes breathing into it before shaking her head and pulling away.

"What about you and Willow?"
"I don't mind. She can join us." Hunter said as he gripped her hips and pulled her on top of him.

"Wait...join...what?!" Camila said not sure whether to be shocked, amazed, or infuriated at the audacity of the young man.

"Let's focus on her later. Right now...I want to focus on you. Just you." Hunter said with a dazzling smile and slipped himself back inside of Camila. She groaned. Her feet getting beside his hips and her legs starting to bounce experimentally. Already she was getting sore, feeling her body waken up from a deep hibernation. He was still hard, still eager to get going...

Hunter groaned. Camila copied him. Soon the house was filled with the sound of groaning, the wet slap of flesh on flesh, and the creaking of bed springs.

Also I have an AO3 account so that's a thing.