I came home from class and heard my mother and s****r, Booke, yelling all the way outside. Brooke was on one of her rampages again. She is so spoiled. All she has to do is pitch a fit and she gets her way with anything. She wanted an iPad for her eighteenth birthday last week, even though she knew the folks couldn't afford one, but she pitched one of her fits, and they broke down and got it for her. This time it was about her field hockey tryouts. She's supposed to go to tryouts at a college a couple hours away this three day weekend. Our parents aren't well off, but we're comfortable. They di... Continue»
I came home from class and heard my mother and s****r, Booke, yelling all the way outside. Brooke was on one of her rampages again. She is so spoiled. All she has to do is pitch a fit and she gets her way with anything. She wanted an iPad for her eighteenth birthday last week, even though she knew the folks couldn't afford one, but she pitched one of her fits, and they broke down and got it for her. This time it was about her field hockey tryouts. She's supposed to go to tryouts at a college a couple hours away this three day weekend. Our parents aren't well off, but we're comfortable. They didn't have the money to send us to college, so I attend the local community college. Brooke wants to go to this elite college across the state line in Maryland, and the only way they can afford it is if she gets a field hockey, or "F'ockey," as she calls it, Scholarship, and their tryouts for potential scholarships is this weekend. She has a good shot at a scholarship. She was the highest scorer for her team, made all district, and her team won the state finals last year, in a very competitive state. From what I heard from outside, mom has to work, and she was supposed to take her, but can't go now. I knew about the try outs, hell, thats all Brooke has talked about since she was invited by the school last month. Mom had me make on-line reservations at a hotel for them last week, but now it looked like the trip was off, and Brooke was all upset.
As I entered the side door, Brooke went storming up to her room.
"Whats the matter with her now? I asked mom, who was standing in the kitchen.
"Brooke has her try outs this weekend, and I have to work and can't take her. I don't know what to do, she has to go if she wants to make the team."
"Can't dad take her?"
"No, he's away on a business trip and wont be back until Tuesday. What about you? Can you take her?" mom asked.
"Aww, come on, I have plans for the weekend. Can't she go with some of the other girls?
I was thinking hard about this. There really wasn't anything more that I would like to do than take her. Its not just her, but all those field hockey chicks are so fucking hot. I've been to some of their games. I didn't really care for f'ockey, but liked to watch the girls on the teams. They wear skimpy uniforms that show a lot of flesh. Booke's team wears something that looks like a tube top and short skirts. They have bikini bottoms underneath, but they sure are fun to watch. A couple of times I got to see some tits and ass, and they're all hot. When they go down for a shot, I always get a good look at their crotch, and they're awesome. I always came home and jerked off after her games. I also enjoyed it when they would come over to the house after practice or a game and throw a party. They're all athletic, especially Brooke, and they all have nice bodies. Spending three days at a college field hockey tryout would really be fun, but I didn't want to appear too anxious. If I held out, there would be more in it for me.
"Can't you give up one weekend for your s****r? She's counting on this, and she needs the scholarship if she wants to go to that college."
"I don't know, mom. Can't someone else take her?"
"She really would appreciate it," Mom said. "You two are growing up so fast, and soon will have lives of your own. It would be good for the two of you to spend some time together. Can't you at least think about it?" she asked.
"I'll think about it, but Brooke will have to ask me, and she has to be nice about it, too. She's such a bitch sometimes," I replied.
"You watch your mouth, Steven," mom yelled back at me. I could tell that mom was really pissed. She only calls me Steven when she's pissed. Usually its Junior, which I hate. The adults in our f****y call me Junior. I was named after my dad, who was named after his dad, so my full name is Steven Thomas Jackson, III. Anyway, I really shouldn't have said that in front of mom. She gets all upset when we use that sort of language.
"Brooke has to go to those try outs, and you're going to take her."
"Do I have to?"
"Yes, you have to. If you wont do it for me, I'll have to call your dad and let him settle it, and I'm sure you don't want me to do that. I'll give you spending money. The room is already paid for, so we need to use it."
"OK, but she still has to ask me, and she has to be nice about it," I replied as I walked out of the kitchen and to my room.
When I got to my room, I started laughing. Mom thought she was forcing me to do this, but I was really looking forward to it. Three days watching all these girls practicing and working out, should be a lot of fun, and three days alone with Brooke in a hotel room could be pretty cool too. I was beginning to like this more and more. I sat down at my computer and logged into the hotel web site, and put in a request to change our room reservation from a double room to a room with only a king size bed. If I have to spend the week end with her, I might as well make it interesting. She'll freak out, but I can make out like its a mistake or something. After sending the request, I started surfing the net for porn to get me psyched for the trip.
After about twenty minutes or so, Brook knocked at my door.
"Can I come in a minute, Steven?" Brooke usually calls me Junior because she knows it pisses me off. When she wants something, its Steven.
After exiting from the porn site, I yelled back, "Yeah, what do you want?"
Brooke walked in kinda sheepishly. I know mom made her come in and ask me to take her, but I didn't let on.
"Did mom tell you about the tryouts?
"Yeah, she told me. She said that she has to work and dad's away, and you're up a shit creek without a paddle."
"Mom said that if I asked you to, you might take me to St. Mary's for the tryouts. Will you take me?"
"What's in it for me?" I asked.
"You get to spend three days with me," she replied grinning from ear to ear and twirling around like she was sort of prize or something, which she really is.
"Yeah, like that's a treat or something."
I looked at Brooke, standing there in her cut off shorts and baggy t-shirt. Even though she's my s****r, she really is easy on the eyes. She's a little shorter than me, has long blonde hair, pretty face, nice tits, slender legs, and a cute ass. Spending three days with her really wouldn't be all that bad, and then there's all those other hotties who'll be trying out. Yeah, I wanted to go, but didn't want to seem too anxious, especially to Brooke.
"Come on, Steven, I need you to take me. Please?"
Brooke really was in a blind. There's no way mom would let her go alone, and I'm certain she wouldn't even be able to find her way there, she's such a ditz.
"Please take me? I'll make it up to you somehow. Please, Steven?"
"Yeah, ok, I'll take you," I replied.
Brooke ran over to me and gave me a tight hug, pressing those gorgeous tits against me, and held me for a long time. I wrapped my arms around her and let my hand slide down to her ass. She didn't seem to mind at all as I copped a feel.
Brooke leaned back and said, "You do this for me, and I'll do anything you want, Steven. This means so much to me." She then leaned up and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "I promise, anything you want, I'll do it for you. I really owe you one for this. Thank you, Steven."
I wasn't sure what she meant by, "Anything you want," but I sure as hell was interested in finding out.
"When do we have to leave, and what's the schedule?" I asked.
"We need to leave early in the morning. I have to be there at 10:30 for orientation, and then we have practice and tryouts all afternoon. We'll be on the field around one o'clock or so, and practice until five or six, and then we have to be back at the school by nine Sunday morning for another full day of try outs. Monday we go until three o'clock, and then come home."
"So, what am I supposed to do all this time?"
"Well, mom was going to do a little shopping Saturday morning, and then watch our try outs Saturday afternoon and the rest of the time. You can't tell me you wouldn't like to watch the try outs. I've seen you at our games."
"What d'you mean by that?" I asked.
"You can't keep your eyes off the girls, thats what I mean. You really seem to enjoy yourself when you come to the games. A couple other girls from our team will be there, as well as girls from all over the state, and a bunch of college players as well. They invited about twenty of us for the try outs. I'm sure you'd enjoy watching!"
"Any chance of getting some of them back to the room afterwards?" I asked.
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"Yeah, sure would."
"We don't have anything planned, but some might be able to come over; but if not, I'll be there," she said with a smile. "We'll have a good time, I promise." She gave me another kiss on the cheek, turned, and went out the door back to her room.
As I stood there watching her leave, I swear she was putting on a show. I wondered if she had something in mind for our time at the hotel. We've never messed around, at all, but that doesn't mean that I wouldn't, and I sure have thought about it. She's a beautiful girl, and I've beat off more than once thinking about her. She's fairly modest around the house, but there've been several times lately I've seen her walking to her room from the bathroom after she's showered, wearing nothing but a towel. A couple of times I swear she was showing more than normal, and one time, just last week, she stopped in my room and talked a while wearing nothing but the towel. Letting my hand drop to my crotch, I felt my erection pressing against my jeans. "Shit," I thought to myself. "I hope Brooke didn't see that, or, maybe she did? Maybe that was the reason she said we would have a good time."
All night long I thought of Brooke in that towel, and about our weekend together. With a vision of her that night I beat off again, thinking of all the possibilities there might be for this weekend. I was thinking of her hot body, what she would look like nude. All sorts of thoughts came to my mind as I stroked my cock, soon shooting my sperm all over myself. "Yeah, this might have potential," I thought.
Mom got us up just before six, and already had breakfast ready for us. After breakfast I showered, packed my things for the weekend, and headed down to the car to load up. Brooke came down a little later carrying her bag, and really looked hot. She was wearing short shorts, her baggy t-shirt, and tennis shoes. Her long legs made my mouth water. We loaded her bags in the trunk and headed out.
Brooke sat in the seat beside me with her earphone in listening to music. She reclined her seat, leaned back and closed her eyes, trying to get a little more sl**p, while I drove.
I kept looking over at her, thinking thoughts I shouldn't have about my s****r. I looked down at her long legs, which were slightly spread. I stared at her crotch, which was barely covered by the short shorts. Her right hand was on her upper thigh, with her fingers resting on her crotch. I swear I caught her rubbing herself a couple of times. I adjusted myself in my seat, to allow room for my growing cock, as I continued to sneak peaks at my s****r. It was a rough ride to St. Mary's. What I mean by that is that it was hard to drive and look at my gorgeous s****r at the same time. I really felt that she was showing off for me, teasing me as she sat there almost playing with herself. All the way she never opened her eyes, just leaned back and enjoyed the ride, as I enjoyed the show.
While staring at her nice legs, I accidentally drove out of the lane and ran over those stupid rumble strips, startling Brooke. She sat up and asked, "That the hell was that?" I told her I was distracted and ran off the side of the road. She looked at me smiling and said, "Just keep your eyes on the road, Steven."
"Yeah, I'll try to," I replied as I glanced back at her legs before returning my eyes to the road. Brooke leaned back into her seat and closed her eyes again, dropping her hand to her crotch and ran her fingers around the top of her thighs.
It was a little past ten when we finally arrived. I woke Brooke up and asked her where we were supposed to go. She told me to drive over to the athletic field, which wasn't hard to find, its such a small campus. When we arrived at the field, I helped Brooke get her gear out of the car, and walked with her to the building. She was right; there were hot chicks everywhere, mostly high school girls who came for try outs, but several members of the St. Mary's team were also there helping the girls check in. This was going to be a fun weekend.
Brooke went inside, and I left to go check in at the hotel. I got the key card to the room, and took the rest of our stuff on up. As I walked into the room, I noticed that they must have received my message, as they gave us a room with only a king size bed. Just what I wanted, but now I had to convince Brooke to let me sl**p with her. That might be difficult.
After I got settled in and ate lunch, it was about one thirty, so I headed over to the field. There were girls everywhere, wearing their high school uniforms, doing drills. The college chicks, who all had nice athletic builds, were dressed in short shorts and team shirts. God, they looked hot. The afternoon went by quickly as I watched them run drills.
The coach called them together around five thirty, and then they broke up. Brooke came to me and said, "They're having a dinner for us, but I decided to spend the evening with you instead. Thanks again for bringing me, Steven. Want to head to the hotel so I can change and we can go out for dinner? Mom gave me plenty of money for meals."
"Sure," I said. It really was a nice gesture on her part to forego the dinner to spend time with me.
I picked up her bag and we walked to the car. I put her stuff in the trunk, and we headed over to the hotel, which was just a short drive. After I parked the car, I got her stuff out of the trunk.
"Where's the rest of our stuff?" she asked.
"I already took it to the room," I replied.
When we got to the room, I unlocked the door and the two of us walked in. I set her bag down as she looked around the room.
"What's this?" she asked, pointing to the bed.
"Oh, yeah," I replied, "when I checked in I noticed that they didn't give us the double room I booked. I called the desk and tried to switch it, but they're booked solid, and this is the only room they had left."
Brooke stood there for a minute, lost in her thoughts, then said, "Well, it'll have to do, I guess."
"I can sl**p on the couch or maybe call for a roll away bed or something," I offered, hoping she wouldn't take me up on it.
"That wont be necessary, Steven." She replied. Then she added, "Might be kinda nice having someone to sl**p with. We haven't done that in years," reminding me that she used to slip into my bed at night when we were k**s. "Yeah, this might be kinda fun. I'm going to shower, and then we need to get something to eat, I'm starved," she said as she headed to the bathroom.
As I heard the water running, I started thinking of her in the shower, and was half tempted to join her, but didn't want to press my luck. Maybe before the weekend's over it'll happen, I thought. She didn't seem to mind that we'd be sharing a bed. Yea, this may be fun.
In about twenty minutes, Brooke came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her beautiful body. Her long hair, still wet, was clinging to her neck and shoulders.
"Uh, I need to put on some clothes," she said looking at me.
"Go ahead, I don't mind," I replied.
"Not with you watching!"
"Oh, you want me to leave?"
"No, you don't have to leave, just turn your head while I get dressed," she replied.
I really didn't want to miss watching her, but complied, and turned my head while she dressed. In my mind I was watching her, though.
"There, finished," she said after only a couple of minutes. I turned my head around and looked at her, standing there in a pair of cut offs and a shirt hanging over them.
"What?" she asked.
"Nothing, just thinking about how nice you look, that's all."
"Thank you. I think thats the first nice thing you've said to me in a long time."
"Well, its the truth. You really do look nice. Lets go get something to eat."
Brooke just smiled at me as we left the hotel room.
As we walked out of the hotel and over to the restaurant, Brooke noticed the pool and said, "Hey, after dinner, do you want to go for a swim? Mom told me the hotel had a pool, so I packed our suits."
Just the thought of seeing Brooke in her bikini gave me another erection. "Sure," I replied, "that'll be fun."
We went to the restaurant and got some dinner. I got a hamburger, fries, and a coke, while Brooke ordered a salad. I don't know how she stays alive no more than she eats. We finished and headed back to the hotel.
Once we got into the room, Brooke went over to her bag, searched through it and pulled out our suits.
"Here's yours. Put it on and we'll head down to the pool," she said, tossing my swim suit to me.
I grabbed the suit, turned around and started undressing.
"You changing in here? She asked.
"Yep. Might as well get used to it, were here for two nights," I replied while dropping my jeans and boxers. She didn't say anything, but I could see her reflection in the mirror as she stood there looking at me as I bent over, stepped into my suit and pulled it up over my ass. I tied it off and turned around.
"You going to change or what?" I asked her.
She looked over at the bathroom door, and I thought for a moment she was going to change in there, but to my surprise she didn't. She turned away from me and did just as I did. I watched from behind as she dropped her shorts and pulled down her underwear. God, she has a nice ass, I thought to myself. She slipped into the bikini bottoms, then pulled her shirt over her head and took off her bra. She was standing in front of me with nothing on but the bottom of her suit as she struggled to put on the top. She really is a sexy girl, perfect body, not an ounce of fat that I could see.
Brooke turned around and said, "There, you happy now?"
"Yeah, very happy. You sure have a nice body, s*s."
"Thank you. Thats two nice comments in one day! The world must be coming to an end!" she said laughing.
"I have to be honest, Brooke. If you weren't my s****r . . ."
"What?" she asked. "If I weren't your s****r, what?"
"If you weren't my s****r, I'd be all over you, thats what." I thought that if I wanted to get anywhere with her this weekend, I better lay it on thick, but really, I'd be all over her if she wasn't my s****r. I still may, if things go well.
"Thank you, and if you weren't my b*****r . . . "
"Yeah, I know. Lets get down to the pool."
As we started to leave, Brooke grabbed a couple of towels and slipped her t-shirt back over her suit.
As we walked to the pool, Brooke said, "Really, Steven, I don't know why you don't date more. All the girls on the f'ockey team think you're hot."
"I'm sure they do," I replied.
"Yeah, they do. I think so, too."
"Yeah, really. For a b*****r, you're pretty hot."
We didn't say anything else until we arrived at the pool. We threw down our towels, Brooke took off her t-shirt, and we jumped in the water.
The water felt really good. We played around a little, and then got out and walked over to the chairs and sat down.
"Do you feel you have a good chance to make the team and get a scholarship?" I asked her.
"I don't know, there were some really good players out there today. I sure hope so, though. There's no way I'm coming here without a scholarship."
"I think you're a shoe in," I told her. "There are some good players out there, but I think you're one of the best from what I saw today."
"Thanks. Tomorrow and Monday will be the real test. We have to scrimmage against the college team tomorrow. We'll see how I match up against them."
"I think you'll do ok."
"You really think so, or are you just saying that?"
"I really think so. Look how good you did in high school."
"Yeah, but they all played well in high school, or they wouldn't be here."
"True, but I still think you were one of the best players out there today, and believe me, I was watching all of 'em."
"See any that you liked?"
"Oh, fuck yeah. Several. One thing about you f'ockey players, you all have hot bodies. Most of you, anyway."
"Yeah, there were a few porkers out there today, weren't there?"
"A couple, but most of them were very hot if you ask me."
Brooke looked at me a couple of seconds thinking, then asked, "Hotter than your s****r?"
"Brooke, I can honestly say, you were the hottest one out there."
"Including the college players?"
"Including the college players. There were several that I'd do, but you were the hottest."
"So, you saw some that you'd do?"
"Oh, fuck yes!" I replied, "but you were still the hottest."
"So, if I weren't your s****r, would you do me?"
I wasn't sure where this conversation was headed, but I liked the hint of jealousy in her voice, and her question.
"To be honest, if you weren't my s****r, hell yeah, I'd do you. I'd do you in a heartbeat."
Brooke leaned over, placed her hand on my thigh, and whispered, "You want to know something?"
"What?" I asked.
"If you weren't my b*****r, I'd do you, too," she said softly, kissing me on the cheek.
I turned my face to her and kissed her gently on her lips and said, "Yeah, I'd do you."
Brooke broke the short kiss, pulled back and looked sort of embarrassed.
"What?" I asked her.
"You kissed me. What if someone saw that?"
"Nobody here knows us," I replied, "anyway, it was just a little kiss, thats all."
"But still, we shouldn't be doing that, out here, anyway."
I heard her last words, when she said, "out here anyway," and wondered what she meant, but didn't go there, just yet.
"I'm sorry, but I just told my s****r that I'd do her, and thought I should follow up with a kiss to let you know that I meant it, thats all."
"Its just that I never thought of us, you know, like that before. Have you?"
This conversation was getting pretty deep now, but I just let all inhibitions go.
"Well, I can't say that I ever really thought of us actually doing anything, but yeah, I've thought about it."
"Like, when?" she asked.
"Like when I see you running around in a towel after a shower, or like the other day when you came into my room after you showered, you know, when you weren't wearing anything but a towel. Times like that."
"So, you've really thought of, like, you know, doing me?"
"God, Brooke, you're fucking beautiful. What guy wouldn't think of doing you if he saw you like that? Even me. I'm human, you know, and you're hot. Yeah, even though you're my s****r, I have to admit that I've thought about it."
"You really think I'm hot?"
"Yeah, I really think you're hot."
"Thank you, Steven," she replied, while leaning in and kissing me on the lips and running her hand over my thigh.
I could feel my cock growing when she touched me and kissed me. I was afraid that I was going to shoot my load in my suit, so I broke the kiss.
We sat there for a while, watching the people swim and talking about the try outs, and her chances of making the team and getting a scholarship. Time passed, and we decided to head back to the room. Brooke wrapped the towel around her waist, but didn't bother to put her shirt back on. She didn't talk all the way back to the room. I was afraid that I was too honest with her and that she would avoid me the rest of the weekend, but that isn't what happened.
When we got back to the room, Brooke decided she needed another shower, and took off her suit in front of me.
"Like you said, its going to be a long weekend, might as well undress in here," she said while removing her suit. She slid down the bottom, stepped out of it, and then removed her top. She stood there in front of me naked for the first time. I took it all in. I looked at her pert tits, perfectly shaped. Not very large, but nice and pert, with nice nipples, which were now hard. I looked down her toned body, and noticed that her pussy was neatly trimmed. Not bald, just trimmed with a thin landing strip above her slit. Her legs also looked so inviting. God, I wanted to take her right then.
"I'll be back in a few minutes," she said as she walked into the bathroom. I watched her hips sway back and forth as she walked away, noticing her firm ass, which was absolutely beautiful.
I couldn't believe she just did that, stripped naked in front of me and stood there for a few seconds before going into the bathroom. I felt my cock, which was now rock hard. I slipped out of my suit and put my boxers on, hoping that my cock would settle down before she came back.
I dropped down on the bed and turned on the television, found ESPN, and watched a game while waiting for her to come back in the room.
She came back in about twenty minutes, with that damn towel wrapped around her again. God, she looked so good. Yeah, I'd do her. I'd do her in a heart beat.
Brooke pulled her night shirt over her head, and then dropped the towel. The night shirt hit just below her pussy and the bottom of her ass cheeks. She walked over and fell back on the bed.
"I'm really tired," she said, crawling under the covers. "You can watch TV as long as you want, it wont bother me, but I'm afraid I'm about to fall asl**p."
"No problem. I'll turn it down so it wont bother you. You need your sl**p."
"Steven," she said, "thanks again for bringing me. This was really nice of you. I owe you big time."
"Yeah, you do. Don't worry, I'll think of some way for you to pay me back."
"I'm sure you will," she said. "Night."
"Good night, Brooke," I replied as she slid the covers up, turned on her side, and quickly fell asl**p. I was sure she was tired with the try outs and the swimming. She needs her sl**p for tomorrow, I thought to myself.
I watched the game for about an hour or so, and then decided to go to bed too. I called the front desk and asked for a seven o'clock wake up call. I then turned off the TV and then slid under the covers. She looked so nice, lying beside me. She had turned away from me, and the night shirt had risen up, and was now about half way up her bare ass. She didn't bother to put any underwear on under her nightshirt. I looked at her for several minutes, thinking about how hot she really was, and about the conversation we had earlier. I never thought I would tell my s****r that I would do her, and never thought I would hear her say the same thing about me. I didn't want to press my luck, but with her sl**ping so close to me, I just had to reach over and feel her ass. I hesitantly moved my hand over to her ass, and traced along her crack, gently. She didn't move. I felt her ass from one cheek to the other, sliding her shirt up enough to give me full view. I gently rubbed her ass, and then moved my hand around her waist to the front, and let my fingers find their way to her slit. I rested my hand on her pussy and gently rubbed it with my finger, while she slept.
I pulled my boxers off, and spooned her, pressing my cock against her ass cheek, while reaching around her felling her cunt. This is the position we were in as I fell asl**p.
I slept fairly well, but woke up about three thirty in the morning. I had rolled over on my back during the night, and Brooke was lying against me, her head on my chest, and her hand on my thigh, just below my balls. Her leg was over mine, between my legs. Her night shirt was pulled up to her waist, and her pussy was pressed against my hip. My cock was soft, but wouldn't stay that way for long.
Reaching over, I placed my hand on her back, just above her ass, and started rubbing her softly, in small circles. I gradually expanded the circle, and finally reached her lower back, and then began rubbing her ass. I felt both of her ass cheeks, touching her lightly, afraid that she might wake up. I lowered my hand between her legs, and felt her from her ass to her pussy, as far up as I could reach. I let my fingers find her slit, and gently rubbed her. Brooke sighed, and I was afraid that I had woke her up, but she seemed to still be asl**p. I increased the pressure against her pussy, rubbing it from behind, and slowly inserted a finger into her. I rubbed her pussy, which was getting wet. I rubbed from her pussy to her ass hole, and my cock continued to swell. Brooke moaned several times, but didn't seem to wake up.
I continued rubbing her, and could feel her nipples harden against my side, as they were pressed tight against me through her shirt. Brooke moved a little, and moved her hand up to my balls and started rubbing them as I continued rubbing her soft pussy lips.
"God, that feels nice," she said softly. She never opened her eyes, but I could tell she was enjoying this, even if she was still asl**p.
Her hand moved up from my balls to the base of my hard cock, and she started sliding her hand up and down my cock, beating me off, slowly. God, her hand felt so fucking good. She continued rubbing my cock and saying how good my finger felt in her cunt, and started moving her hips, grinding ever so slightly against my invading fingers, while continuing to stroke my cock.
I couldn't believe this was happening, but was sure glad it was. This felt so great. I was in bed with my s****r, rubbing her cunt while she was rubbing my cock. I kept this up for a long time, feeling my balls tighten, knowing I wasn't going to last very long. I kept rubbing her pussy as she jacked me off.
I felt Brooke move, and thought that I had gone too far. This wasn't the case, I discovered, as she slid her head down my stomach to my cock, and started licking it. God, my s****r was licking my cock and I was fingering her cunt. I never thought this would happen.
Brooke continued licking the head of my cock, and then the shaft, and then surprised me as she slipped her wet mouth over my cock, and started sucking on it. This was the best feeling I'd ever had. I increased the intensity of my finger in her cunt and slipped in another, and then finally a third finger, and she started sucking my cock harder. Her hand was rubbing my balls and her mouth was taking my six inches all the way. I was buried all the way in her mouth as she continued sucking me off.
I slid my finger deeper inside her and with the other hand, reached down and started massaging her neck and shoulders as she worked on my cock, buried deep inside her mouth. Brooke started grinding harder and harder against my finger as I continued finger fucking her.
"Oh God, Steven, that feels so fucking good. Don't stop. Please, don't stop," she said as she continued sucking me.
I slid my free hand under Brooke, and started rubbing her tits through her shirt. Brooke seemed to like this, as she stopped sucking my cock just long enough to take off her shirt and place my hand on her bare tit. "Rub my tit," she said, as she slid back down to work on my cock again. It was a stretch, but I held my hand on her soft tit and continued rubbing it and her pussy as she continued sucking me off. I was amazed that I was able to last this long. I had been sucked off a few times by a few girls, but never like this, and I never lasted this long before. Just when I thought I was going to cum, Brooke squeezed my cock for a couple of minutes while sucking me, and for some reason this let me last a lot longer.
I kept rubbing her pussy and her tit as she sucked my hard cock. She would go all the way down, and then come slowly back up my cock, lick the head, and then go down again, all the way to my balls, and then do it again. It felt like I was slowly fucking her face. I increased the intensity of my fingers in her cunt, and finally could feel the cum churning in my balls.
"Brooke, I'm gonna cum," I said to her. She didn't say anything, and kept sucking.
"Brooke, I'm gonna cum soon," I said to her again.
"Fuck, Steven, I'm about to cum too, just keep rubbing my pussy, please keep rubbing my pussy."
I kept it up on her pussy and she kept sucking my cock.
"Oh yes, O yes," she said. "Rub my pussy, Steven, keep rubbing, I'm about there."
I kept it up, knowing that I was going to bust a nut any minute. As I felt I was about to cum, I started rubbing her cunt faster while pinching her nipple between my fingers.
"Oh God, I'm going to cum," she said, while grinding her pussy against my fingers. "Oh God, yes," she said as I felt her pussy spasm around my invading fingers. She came and she came hard. I could feel the flood of her juice drenching my fingers.
"I am too," I said, while releasing a load of cum into her throat. Brooke squeezed my balls slightly as I came in her mouth, like she was squeezing all the cum out of them. I shot several loads into her mouth, and she swallowed all of it, squeezing her legs around my hand, while my fingers were still in her cunt.
I bucked my hips against her mouth, driving my cock deeper inside her as I shot my final load. I could feel her lips tighten around my cock as she sucked all the cum into her mouth and swallowed it. Then she started licking my shaft and the head of my cock, "I want to get it all," she said as she cleaned off my cock with her tongue.
I pulled my fingers out of her cunt, felt her ass, and then let them drop to her neck and back as she cleaned up my cock, licking off all the cum, and then licking my slit to make sure she got it all.
I pulled her up, so that her lips were in front of mine, leaned in, and kissed her hard. She crawled up beside me, pressing her tits tightly against my chest, with her pussy rubbing against my hip. She ground her pussy against my hip as she slid her tongue into my mouth. I could taste my cum, but it didn't bother me. My s****r's pussy was grinding against my hip and her tongue was in my mouth. I moved my hands around to her ass and held a cheek in each hand, pulling her hard against me. God, I wanted to fuck her, but my cock was spent, and I didn't want to press my luck.
I let my hand run over her ass and up and down her back, then back down to her ass. God, she felt so fucking good. Her skin was so soft, and I ran my fingers all over her body.
Brooke slid up and pressed a tit against my mouth. I opened my mouth and began sucking on her nipple, as she gyrated her cunt against my hip. I continued sucking one tit and then the other as Brooke started moaning. I sucked one nipple into my mouth and started sucking on it, running my tongue around her nipple. She leaned down and slid her tongue back into my mouth, brought her hand to my head and pulled my lips hard against hers as she slid her tongue into my mouth. I felt her ass, her hips, her side, her back, and her tits as we kissed.
Finally, Brooke broke the kiss, looked at me and said, "That was so fucking awesome."
"Yeah, it was," I replied, licking her mouth and lips.
"What time is it?" she asked.
I looked over at the clock and told her it was almost four thirty.
"As much as I liked this, we need to get some sl**p tonight," she said.
"Yeah, we do. Brooke, that was totally awesome," I said to her.
Brooke got out of the bed and went into the bathroom for a few minutes. When she returned, she pressed her head against my chest and let her hand drop to my cock. She rubbed it a couple minutes, and said, "Good night, Steven."
"Good night," I replied. We both fell asl**p, our bodies intertwined.
The phone woke us up precisely at seven o'clock. Brooke still had her body wrapped around mine as we woke.
"I really enjoyed last night," she said sitting up. "I'm gonna get a shower, and then maybe we can get something to eat before I have to go to practice," she said, getting out of the bed. I stared at her beautiful body as she made her way to the bathroom.
Brooke took a shower and then came back into the room, holding her towel beside her, displaying the beauty of her nude body to me. I watched her closely as she got dressed, sliding her panties on, then her shorts, her sports bra, and then her team shirt. I got out of bed and went into the bathroom, washed my face, and then walked back into the bedroom.
The nudity didn't seem to be an issue for either of us now, as I slowly got dressed with her watching me all the time.
She grabbed her things, and we headed to the restaurant for breakfast. After we finished, I drove her over to the field house, and she went inside, kissing me first.
"Can't wait until tonight," she said, breaking the kiss.
"Me either," I replied. She turned and walked inside, and I walked over to field to wait for try outs to begin.
As I waited, several parents came to the stands, followed by what looked like a group of college guys. There were about six or eight of them, and they came up the stands and sat right behind me. There were several people in the stands when the girls came out.
Several of the girls, including Brooke, were wearing St.Mary's uniforms. They took the field across from the girls from the college, and began a scrimmage.
Brooke played really hard along with all the girls on the field.
The guys behind me were definitely from the college. All during the scrimmage, they were checking out the "fresh meat," as they called it, making comments about the girls on the field.
"I sure hope that blonde makes the team," I heard one of them say to the other.
"You mean number eleven?" another asked.
"Yeah, number eleven. I'd love to get into her pants. She makes the team, and she's mine," he said to the others.
Looking at the field, I noticed that Brooke was number eleven. I continued listening to their conversation.
"Yeah, she's the hottest one out there, look at that body."
"She sure has a nice ass," one said.
"Yeah, and her legs go all the way up," another stated.
They continued talking about Brooke, noticing how hot she was.
"I'd love to get her into bed," one said. "I bet she's a good fuck," he continued.
"I'd just settle for her sweet mouth around my cock," another said laughing.
"Like she'd ever suck your dick," another added. "Hell, she wouldn't even know she had a dick in her mouth, its so fucking little," he added, laughing.
They continued talking about Brooke and several of the other girls on the team. I didn't say anything, but realized just how hot she really was. All of these guys would do anything to have had the night I had with my s****r, and I was damn proud of it, and her.
The scrimmage continued, and then they stopped for lunch. Brooke went into the field house with the team, so I drove off to McDonalds and got a hamburger, fries, and a coke. The guys from he bleachers were sitting at the table next to me, still talking about the girls at try outs, and mentioned a couple others, whom I had also noticed. They had a good eye for the hot ones. When I returned about an hour later, the girls were all back on the field scrimmaging again.
The guys were there too, so I went up and sat in front of them again, listening to their comments. They kept talking about how they wanted to fuck half the team, taking note of the ones they wanted to make the team and be in the college next semester. Brooke was still high on their fuck list, by the way they were talking.
It was about two o'clock when it happened. Brook was charging the net when one of the college girls cut in front of her to get the ball. They collided, and Brooke hit the ground hard, grabbing her right leg as she rolled on the ground in pain. They stopped the action, and the trainer ran out onto the field, and began working on her leg.
I got up and ran down to the sidelines to make sure she was ok. My heart was beating hard as I waited for something to happen or someone to say that she was alright. It took several minutes before they got her up, and helped her walk to the sideline. I could tell that Brooke was fighting back the tears, as her face showed that she was in a lot of pain. They got her to the sideline, made a substitution for her, and went back to the scrimmage as the trainer continued working on her leg. Finally, I walked over to her.
"Are you Steven?" the trainer asked me.
"Yeah, I'm her b*****r. Is she ok?"
"Yeah, I think so. She took a hard fall, but nothing's broken. I think it is a bad cramp in her calf and thigh but nothing serious. She's finished for today, though, but with rest, she should be ok to go tomorrow. Where are you staying?" she asked me. I told her the name of the hotel.
"Don't they have a hot tub there?" she asked me.
"Yeah, they do. We saw it last night when we went to the pool."
"I think the best thing for her would be a good soak in the hot tub. Make her drink plenty of water, and get some rest tonight. I think she'll be ready to practice tomorrow morning, but she's done for today. Can you get her back to the hotel?" she asked.
"Yeah, I can manage," I replied.
"I'll send one of the girls in for her things," she said, while calling one of the college girls over and instructing her to get Brooke's things and bring them back out. Brooke told the girl what locker she had, and the girl ran into the field house.
"I think you'll be fine," the trainer said to Brooke.
"I hope so," Brooke replied.
"I think its more of a cramp than anything, your leg checks out ok. Just take a nice soak in the hot tub and take it easy this evening. We'll see you in the morning."
The girl came out with Brooke's bag and clothes, and I helped her to the car, got her inside, and threw her things into the back seat.
I looked over and saw that Brooke was crying. "You alright?" I asked her.
"I think so," she said, sobbing.
I reached over and rubbed her neck. "Lets get you to the hotel and into the hot tub. You'll be ok. I'll take care of you, s*s. Everything will be ok."
"Thanks," she said, still sobbing.
I drove over to the hotel, got Brooke's things, and helped her up to the room. She could walk on her leg, but said that it still hurt.
When we got to the room, Brooke sat down on the side of the bed.
"You want to go down to the hot tub?" I asked her.
"Yeah." she replied. "Can you help me with my suit?"
"My pleasure," I replied as I walked into the bathroom and got her suit. It was hanging along with mine on the shower rod to dry. I brought it into the room and helped Brooke up.
"Can you get out of your clothes?" I asked her.
"Can you help?" she replied.
"Sure," I said as I reached down and unfastened her shorts, pulling them down. Brooke stepped out of them, and I reached for her panties. "These too?" I asked.
"Yeah, I can't wear them with my swim suit."
I pulled her panties down over her hips and down to her feet, and she stepped out of them. I looked up, and her beautiful pussy was right in front of me. I looked at it a second or two, the first time I had seen it this close, and then reached over for her bikini bottom and held it as she stepped into it, while leaning against me. I pulled it up over hips, and over her sweet ass. I stood up and pulled her team shirt over her head and then pulled off her bra.
"God, those are beautiful," I said to her while looking at her sweet tits.
"Thank you, Steven. Would you mind giving me a nice rub down after the hot tub soak? I think that would help a lot. I hurt all over."
"Yeah, I'd enjoy that too," I replied while I put the top of her suit on her, stuffing her tits into the cups, copping a feel while doing so.
After getting Brooke into her swim suit, I went into the bathroom and got mine. I went back into the bedroom, and in front of Brooke, dropped my shorts and underwear and stepped into my suit.
"Looks like you got a little excited dressing me," Brooke stated, noticing my erection, as I tried to stuff it into my suit.
"You could say that," I said, laughing. "This boy has a mind of his own, and he seems to like you very much," I said as I pulled the front of my suit over my hard cock.
"I like him very much, too," Brooke added.
I grabbed a couple of towels and helped her as we walked to the pool and the hot tub. I dropped our towels on a chair, and the two of us went over to the hot tub. I helped her slide into the tub, and then sat down beside her.
"Do you feel any better?" I asked.
"A little. Would you rub my leg for me?" she asked, lifting her foot up to my lap.
"Sure," I replied, as I started rubbing her injured leg from her foot to her upper thigh. I rubbed it for a long time, before she dropped it back into the hot tub.
"Thanks, b*o," she said. "It really feels a lot better now."
We sat in the hot tub for about thirty or forty minutes, talking about the scrimmage and how well she was doing before she went down.
"I hope I feel like playing tomorrow, I really need to impress them if I want to make the team," she said with a worried look on her face.
"I'm sure you'll be fine," I said, trying to reassure her. "I'll work on that leg when we get back to the room," I promised.
"Thanks, I think I'll need it. It's still sore, but not as bad as it was."
"You hungry?" I asked her.
"Not really, but maybe later you can go get something for me."
"Sure. We can just eat in the room tonight. Thats fine with me."
"Thanks. I think we need to get out now and go back to the room."
"Sure," I replied, getting out of the tub and then helping her out. I grabbed a towel and dried her off, and then put my arm around her waist and helped her back to the room.
"Could you help me get into the shower?" she asked.
"I can manage that," I replied.
When we got to the room, I helped her into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and helped her out of her suit. I knew she was still in pain, and felt like I was taking advantage of her, but I couldn't help but feel her up as I took her suit off. She didn't say anything about it as I rubbed her ass and let my finger brush against her pussy as I pulled her suit down.
"Can you handle the shower?" I asked her.
"Yeah, just help me get in. I can handle it after that."
I helped her into the shower and then closed the curtain. "I'll be here if you need me," I said as I sat down on the commode.
Brooke stayed in the shower about fifteen minutes or more. I watched her through the translucent curtain as she washed her beautiful body and her hair. I threw another erection as I watched her run her hands over her hot body, washing her tits, ass, and bending over to wash her legs. I peeked around the side of the shower curtain and stared at her ass, being able to see her pink hole. She stood back up and rinsed off as I closed the curtain quietly.
"Can you help me out and dry me off?" she asked.
"No problem," I replied as I opened the shower curtain and looked at her beautiful, wet body. I helped her out, and dried her off from head to foot. Brooke took the towel and wrapped it around her, as girls do, and I helped her to the room.
She dropped face down on the bed, and the towel slid up so that it was barely covering her ass.
"There's some of my body lotion on the counter in the bathroom. Put that on my legs and just rub it in, please."
"No problem," I said as I walked into the bathroom and found her lotion. I walked back to the bedroom, and looked at Brooke. She looked so inviting lying there, with her hands folded under her head.
She looked at me and said, "You better take off those clothes, or you'll get lotion all over 'em."
I sat down the lotion, walked over to the chair, and with her watching me closely, took off all my clothes, except for my boxers.
As I started over to Brooke, she said, "You might as well take them off, too. They aren't hiding anything."
I looked down and saw my erection sticking out through the fly of my boxers. "I guess you're right," I said as I slid them down. Now I was standing in front of her as naked as the day I was born.
"That's better. Work my legs now, please."
"Sure thing," I said, grabbing he lotion and walking over to the bed.
I pumped the lotion bottle and spread it over the back of both of her legs, and then started rubbing it in, beginning around her ankles and working my way up.
"God, that feels so fucking good," she said. "Rub my calves and thighs, that where it hurts most, but then I want you to rub down my whole body; I hurt all over."
I rubbed the lotion into her calves, rubbing it in giving her a deep massage while doing so. I rubbed both calves, and then moved up to her thighs, pumping more lotion and rubbing them from her knee to her ass, adding more lotion and rubbing deeper.
"Oh god, keep that up. Rub my thighs, Steven, right here," she said as she reached back and motioned for me to rub the top of her inner thighs, just below her pussy.
Brooke moaned as I continued rubbing, spreading her legs to give me better access to her inner thighs. I let my hand rub up her inner thighs, feeling their softness, until the tip of my fingers brushed against her pussy. Brooke moaned when I touched her, spreading her legs even more.
"That feels so good, Steven. Keep rubbing."
I let my fingers rub around her pussy lips, and then up under her towel and over her ass cheeks. Brooke reached behind her and pulled the towel up to her waist, revealing her ass to me as I pumped lotion on her cheeks and began rubbing it into her flesh, taking my time on her globes softly. She squirmed as I rubbed her ass. I put more lotion on her cheeks, and shot some along her ass crack, and then began rubbing it on, covering both cheeks, and letting my finger run down her crack, rubbing against her hole, while prodding it a little with my finger. I ran my fingers all over her ass and lower back, as we both enjoyed the massage I was giving her.
Brooke reached back and, grabbing hold of the towel, pulled it off and dropped it on the floor beside the bed. She was now lying on the bed completely nude, as I rubbed the lotion into her ass and lower back. I crawled up between her legs, and let my hard cock press against her ass cheeks, sliding up and down between them as I shot lotion onto her shoulders and started rubbing them. I pumped more lotion on her ass crack, and also put some on my hand and lubed up my cock, letting it return between her ass cheeks, sliding it up and down between her crack as I continued rubbing her back and shoulders.
"Oh, yeah, that feels good. Rub every part of me, Steven. That feels so fucking good. Your cock feels good on my ass, too. That's a nice touch."
I continued rubbing the lotion into her back and shoulders, making my way to her neck. My hard cock was still sliding up and down between her ass cheeks as I massaged her. I kept this up for a long time, when Brooke suggested that she turn over so I could get her front side. I didn't argue with that at all. I got off her, and watched as she rolled over, revealing her beautiful pussy and tits to me.
I leaned over and shot lotion on her legs and started rubbing them just like I did the front side. I thoroughly massaged the lotion into her shins and her thighs, and she parted her legs again, giving me access to her inner thighs. I shot lotion onto her thighs and started rubbing them gently, all the way from her knee to her pussy, which I couldn't take my eyes off. I ran my fingers up her thighs and brushed them against her slit, rubbing it gently, making my way to her abdomen. I pushed her legs further apart and then crawled up between her legs and started rubbing lotion into her stomach and then her chest, putting lotion on each of her tits and rubbing it in. Brooke had closed her eyes and was moaning softly as I worked her tits, paying particular attention to her nipples. I moved up higher, until my cock was resting at the entrance to her pussy as I continued rubbing her tits, feeling her soft skin with the tips of my fingers as I traced them along the side of her tits and circling her nipples.
I reached down and grabbed my cock, and began rubbing the head of my cock gently between her pussy lips without penetrating her. I didn't know for sure she really wanted to fuck, but I thought I'd at least get things started. The head of my cock was soaked with pre cum and pussy juice as I slid it up and down on her slit.
"God, that feels great, Steven. Where'd you learn to do that?" She asked.
"Believe it or not, I've never done this before, to anyone."
"Well, you're doing a great job, b*****r. Keep it up."
I let the head of my cock press against her outer pussy lips as I continued rubbing the lotion into her flesh, adding more as needed, as I felt her luscious tits.
"Rub my neck, too, please," Brooke asked.
I reached up to put some lotion on her upper chest and neck, and as I slid forward, I felt the head of my cock begin to enter her. I leaned forward a bit, and it slid in a bit further.
I reached forward and started rubbing the lotion around her neck and chest, when Brooke leaned up, wrapped her arms around me, and pulled my face to hers. As I leaned forward to kiss her, my cock slid further into her.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked, wanting to make sure she wanted my cock.
"O god. I've never wanted anything more. I want you inside me, and I want you to cum inside me," she replied as she held me tightly, pulling my face to hers, and sliding her tongue into my mouth, dropping one hand to my ass. As I kissed her, sliding my tongue into her mouth and feeling her tongue in mine, she pulled forward on my ass, causing my cock to fully enter her pussy. I felt my hardness slide into her, and was buried deep in my s****rs pussy. Brooke continued kissing me, while at the same time, lifting her ass so that my cock went deeper inside of her. She kissed me harder, licking the inside of my mouth, and then leaned back and said, "Fuck me Steven. Fuck your s****r."
I thrust forward, driving my balls deep into her cunt. Brooke lifted up as I drove down, causing me to bottom out inside of her. I pulled out a bit and then slid back in, several times.
"Yeah, that's what I want. Fuck me, Steven, fuck me."
I started fucking my s****r harder, driving my hard cock deep inside her, pulling back, and driving back in, while she was bucking her hips driving my cock deep inside.
Brooke brought both arms around my waist, telling me to fuck her harder, which I did.
I pressed my mouth to hers and fucked her harder as I kissed her deeply, feeling her tongue against mine, and her tits pressed against my flesh. My cock kept thrusting inside of her as we fucked hard. Brooke was breathing heavier and her arms were holding me tighter as we fucked. My cock felt so good inside of her, and she was so tight.
I continued fucking her, feeling her tightness and wet pussy surrounding my cock.
Brooke leaned up and whispered in my ear, "You're my first, I want you to know."
That got me fucking harder, knowing that my s****r was a virgin. No wonder her pussy was so fucking tight, I though as I continued fucking her.
"God, this is a great first time, Steven. God, this is good," she said while bucking her pussy over my cock.
We continued fucking for a long time, when Brooke started yelling, "I gonna fucking cum, b*****r. Fuck me harder, I'm gonna fucking cum."
I fucked my s****r harder, feeling the walls of her pussy contracting around my cock. I could feel the familiar tingling in my groin, and this time it was not self inflicted as usual. It was because my s****r was having an orgasm as I fucked her.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes," Brooke yelled as came on my cock. That's all it took, as my balls started to empty inside of her. I shot several loads of sperm into my s****r's cunt before I finished.
I looked down at Brooke, and she had the prettiest expression on her face. I licked mouth, her neck, her chest, and then both of her tits, tasting her and savoring her sweet taste.
I licked back up to her mouth and kissed her again. I pulled my lips from hers, and stared at her beautiful face.
"God, I'm glad you brought me to try outs, Steven. I've wanted this for a long time."
"I wish you'd told me, Brooke. I'd have fucked you a long time ago."
"It feels so fucking good with you inside of me," she said.
I leaned forward and kissed her again, felt her tits one more time, slid my hands under her ass, and felt her cheeks before I got off her. Looking down at her, I said, "I'm sure glad mom had to work this weekend, and Brooke, I have a confession to make."
"What's that" she asked.
"The first thing I did when mom asked me to bring you, was to go online and change the reservation from a room with two beds to a room with only one. I wanted to sl**p with you, and hoped that it would end up like this."
"Yeah, and we have all night long," she said as she reached over and took my cock in her hand, rubbing it. "We have all night long."
I got talked into taking my s****r, Brooke, to field hockey tryouts at St. Mary's College, about two hours from home. I made her ask me, but I really wanted to do it. So much that I changed the reservation at the hotel from two beds to one so we could sl**p together. I didn't know if she'd go for that, but she was as anxious as I was. The first night together she gave me an awesome blow job. The second day of try outs, Brooke got a bad cramp in her leg, which led to a long soak in the hot tub, the two of us changing in front of each other, an erotic rub down for Brooke, culminating in the sweetest sex I'd had in a long time. During sex Brooke admitted to me that I was her first, which caused me to cum harder than ever before. I'd never taken a cherry before, and hers was sweet. I confessed to her that I changed the reservation so we would have to share a bed, and she thanked me. It was a wonderful afternoon of feeling her sweet body, and fine sex. I didn't know where this was headed, but I was along for the ride, long haul, wherever it led.
When we finished our first fuck session, Brooke said that she was looking forward to more sex, "All night long," as she stated.
"God, that was awesome, Brooke. I've thought about doing you for a long time, but never thought it would really happen. Was it good for you?"
"O god yes, it was good for me. You gave me feelings I never felt were possible."
"Really that good?"
"Really, that good," she replied. "I can't wait for more."
"How's your leg?"
"Much better. I think another soak in the hot tub and, if you would, another rub down would be great."
"So, d'you want something to eat first?" I asked.
"Yeah, I think so, I'm getting hungry."
"Do you want to go out for dinner?"
"Hmmm. I think I'd rather eat here in the room, that way I wont have to get dressed."
"That's fine with me. I'll go to the restaurant and get some dinner for us and bring it back to the room. What d'you want?"
"I think I'd like some spaghetti. They had some on the menu and it looked good."
"OK, I'll get some dinner for us," I said, as I started to get up.
Brooke pulled me back down on top of her and gave me quite a passionate kiss. "Don't be long, Steven," she said before sliding her tongue deep inside my mouth. I kissed her back, and felt my cock getting hard again. I let my hands drop down to her ass and gently rubbed her beautiful, fit globes as her kiss grew stronger.
Brooke then kissed down my neck, chest, and abdomen, and then took my hard cock into her mouth and began licking and sucking hard.
"You keep that up and we'll never get dinner," I said.
Brooke looked up and said, "This is really all the dinner I need. It's all protein, you know."
She continued sucking my cock as I thrust into her mouth. She was sucking me off hard, playing with my balls, and grabbing my ass while doing so. The feeling was great as she continued sucking me.
I looked at her sweet body. It was everything I had ever imagined. Her years as an athlete really showed in her toned body. Many times I beat off thinking of how her nude body might look, and now I've seen it and fucked her. I stared at her mouth as it continued running up and down my hard shaft, and I knew I wasn't going to last very long the way she was making love to my cock.
"God, your cock tastes so fucking good," she said while continuing to suck.
"I'm not going to last long, Brooke, the way you're sucking me."
"That's the point," she said, smiling up at me, and then taking my entire six inches into her mouth and throat. She sucked and licked my cock and played with my balls and ass for a long time, until I knew I wasn't going to last any longer.
"I'm gonna cum," I warned her, but it didn't matter to her, she continued sucking harder and playing with my balls.
"O shit, Brooke, I'm gonna cum," I shouted as I began unloading my sperm into her mouth. Brooke sucked even harder, drawing several loads of cum out of my balls. She never stopped sucking, even after I shot my entire load into her mouth. Brooke swallowed all of it, not missing a drop. She leaned up and pressed her lips to mine, drawing me into a very passionate kiss. I could taste my cum in her mouth, but really didn't care, her kiss was so passionate.
I licked her mouth and then moved down to her tits, sucking one and then the other. Her nipples were rock hard as I licked them and sucked on each one for a couple minutes before heading lower. I turned Brooke over on her back and continued licking down her chest to her stomach. I licked her belly button before I reached down and moved her knees apart and licked my way down to the landing strip just above her slit. I spread her legs further apart, allowing access to her sweet cunt, which was still full of my cum from fucking her just a few minutes ago.
With her knees up and spread far apart, I took my fingers and pulled her pussy lips apart, and gently licked her pussy with my tongue.
"Ah, yes," Brooke moaned, "that feels great, Steven."
I slid my tongue deeper into her pussy, while rubbing her outer lips with my fingers. I continued licking her, driving my tongue in deeper and deeper. I could taste my cum, which was now dripping out of her. I licked it up and continued sucking at her pussy, while rubbing her thighs with my hands, stroking up and down on her inner thighs as I sucked her cunt.
"Keep doing that, b*****r, you're gonna get me off again," Brook said softly.
I continued rubbing her thighs while eating her out. I thought I was in heaven. The taste of her pussy juices mixed with my cum was awesome. Her pussy had a strong scent to it, but not bad. I had eaten girls out before, but never after I fucked them, but this felt so right. This was a first for me, and it was my s****r, which made it all that more arousing. I got turned on sucking her, and continued driving my tongue deep inside her pussy, lapping away at our mixed juices. Tighter and tighter I garbed her thighs as I ate her out. Brooke was now bucking her hips wildly, pressing her cunt against my face. She reached down to my head and pushed it in hard against her spread legs. The harder she pressed, the deeper my tongue dove into her. I moved one hand under her ass and began playing with her ass hole, pressing a finger on the entrance. I slid my finger up to her pussy and got it wet with our combined juices, and then slid it back to her ass, pressing against the hole until my finger slid into her.
"Oh God, that feels good, don't stop. Don't ever stop."
I continued sucking and licking her cunt while driving another finger into her ass. I could feel Brooke's ass tighten around my fingers as she continued gyrating her hips. I was fucking her cunt with my tongue and her ass with my fingers, causing her to buck wildly against both.
"Oh god, keep doing that. Oh god, yes, Steven, keep doing that," Brooke was now yelling as I was getting her off.
After a few more minutes of this, Brooke started to climax, bringing spasms to both her ass and cunt as I finished her off.
I could taste her juices as she came hard, pressing hard against my mouth. She pulled my head in even harder as I drove my tongue deep inside her pussy, causing her to cum violently. Her knees pressed tight against my head as she shivered. In a couple of minutes, her body relaxed totally and her legs, now spread wide, fell flat against the bed. I pulled my face back from her pussy and looked at my s****r, spread out on the bed. Her pussy was red and her lips swollen, and her body quivering as I gave her pussy one final kiss before pulling back and sliding my fingers out of her ass.
I looked down at Brooke, and she was the prettiest girl I'd ever seen. All these years seeing her around the house with her body wrapped in a towel, I never imagined she would be this beautiful in the nude, and never thought I would get to see her spread out like this. She was the most beautiful sight I'd ever seen.
I leaned into her and pressed my lips to hers again, sliding my tongue, which had just left her pussy, deep inside her mouth. As I grabbed her face with my hands and kissed her, I could feel the head of my cock pressing against her pussy. I reached down and slid the head of my cock against the entrance of her pussy like before, and slid in. How I was hard again, I don't know, but I slid balls deep into her cunt, after just eating her out. An intense feeling of pleasure rushed through my body.
"Just leave it in me a minute, Steven," Brooke pleaded, as if I had any intention of pulling out of her.
The feeling of my cock inside my s****r again was so intense. Her pussy was still throbbing from her orgasm, and it was lightly beating against my hard cock, buried deep inside of her. I held it there for several minutes, sliding in and out slowly as my cock continued to grow.
"God, that feels great. Just hold it there."
I tried to hold it still, but couldn't. After just a couple of minutes I started pumping in and out of her again. My cock was fully erect as I fucked my s****r for the second time in an hour.
"Oh God, that feels great, Steven. Oh God, yes, fuck me, fuck me."
I couldn't believe I was doing it again, but I was now fucking my s****r harder than ever before. Brooke wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling my cock deep inside her pussy as I continued fucking her.
I didn't last long this time. "O fuck, Brook, I'm gonna fucking cum. Christ, I'm gonna cum again."
I fucked her harder, pushing my hands under her ass and pulling her into me repeatedly. My balls tightened and I knew I was going to fill her again.
"O fuck, Brooke," I said as I filled her pussy with what little sperm I had remaining in my balls. "O fuck, yes."
"O god, you're the sweetest fuck," I said to her.
"And you're the sweetest b*****r!" Brooke replied.
I rolled off of her and lay beside her, looking at her eyes. She was so fucking beautiful. I kissed her one final time before getting out of the bed.
"Do you have to go?" Brooke asked, "I think I could go another round!"
"Maybe you could, but I certainly can't. I don't have any cum left!" I said as I got out of the bed. Brooke looked amazing lying there in the bed, legs still spread, nipples still hard.
"You really are beautiful, Brooke."
"I mean it, you're so fucking beautiful," I said, standing nude in front of her with her juices and my cum dripping from my deflated cock.
"You're not too bad yourself," she replied.
I leaned over and kissed her one more time, while feeling her tits. I let my hand slide down to her pussy, and gently rubbed it before standing again.
"I never thought you'd be so gentle and loving," Brooke said.
"I never thought you'd be so fucking beautiful, and never thought I'd get to make love to you," I replied.
Brooke let her hand drop to her pussy, and was gently rubbing it as she replied, "Steven, that was so awesome. I never want to leave this place. Do we have to go home tomorrow?"
"We'll see, but we need to take it easy the rest of the night, you have tryouts tomorrow, remember."
"Yeah, I know, but that doesn't seem very important to me now."
"It is important, Brooke. This is your dream, to get an athletic scholarship and go to St. Mary's."
"Yeah, I know, but I'm not finished with you."
"You are for tonight. You need to eat and get some rest before tomorrow's tryouts."
"I know, but what are we going to do when we get home?"
"We'll figure that out later. Let's just enjoy our time together here, and worry about that later. Again, you need your rest tonight to get ready for tryouts tomorrow. You need to do well to get that scholarship, although I think you already have it in the bag. How's your leg?"
"Doesn't hurt anymore. I should be fine."
"Good. I'm gonna get dressed and get us some dinner. We'll talk when I get back. You need to eat something."
"OK. Don't be gone long."
"I wont," I replied as I got dressed. I threw on my shorts and a T-shirt and slipped into my tennis shoes and headed down to the lobby. When I got there, I went over to the front desk and talked with the clerk a few minutes before heading out.
I walked across the parking lot to the restaurant and ordered a double serving of spaghetti and salad to go, and talked them into providing two plates and silverware. I told them our room number and said that I'd bring them back after we ate, and they complied without any problem. I remembered dad doing that once, so I thought I'd try it. I suppose they've done that before. I also got us a couple of drinks.
I sat down at the counter waiting for our dinner and was just thinking about the progression in our relationship in the last two days, when my phone rang. I looked down and saw that it was mom.
"Hello mom," I said answering the phone.
"Hey, Junior. How are things going? I had to work a double shift and this is the first chance I've had to call. Are tryouts going OK?"
I told mom all about the tryouts, and that I thought Brooke stood a good chance of making the team from what I saw. She was pleased with that news. I then told her about Brooke's injury and how that is progressing.
"Do you think she'll be able to play tomorrow?" she asked.
"Yeah, I think so. Other than being really tired when I left her to get dinner, she said that her leg feels better and she should be good to go in the morning. She wants to soak in the hot tub after dinner, and then have me rub her leg out," I replied.
"You're such a good b*****r, Junior. I hope she isn't being too much of a pain in the ass."
"Not at all," I replied. "Actually, we've been getting along quite well, and I've enjoyed watching the tryouts. She was doing great until she had the bad leg cramp."
"How's your money holding out?" she asked.
"We're fine with the money. I was thinking of staying an additional night if you would let us. I think Brooke will be worn out after practice, and I'd like to look over the campus Tuesday if we could. Maybe check with admissions and see if I could get in, you know, check that out."
"Well, with your grades, maybe you could get an academic scholarship or something. Do you think you'd like to go there too next year? I didn't think the two of you would want to go to the same school."
"I haven't discussed it with Brooke, but I don't think she'd mind if I transferred. It might be kinda neat for both of us to go to the same school. Maybe we could check about an apartment or something like that."
"Do you really think the two of you would get along living together?"
"I think we could work that out, but I'll have to talk with her about it," I replied. "Anyway, would it be OK for us to spend another night here?" I asked.
"If you really want to. It might be good for her to rest up before heading back. Yeah, go ahead if that's what you both want. I guess I owe you for taking her."
"Thanks, mom. I'll check with the admissions director and see if I can get an appointment Tuesday. I'll check on academic scholarships and their programs. I'll have to leave the community college after two years anyway to get the prelaw classes I need."
"It would be wonderful to have you up there with her, that would relieve my worries."
"I'll talk with Brooke about that tonight and see what she thinks, but I think she'll be OK with it." I replied.
"Good. You two have fun. I'll be working when you get home, so nobody will be here, but I'll fix something and leave it for you to warm up."
"That'll be fine, mom. I'll call you tomorrow and let you know what we find out about the tryouts. They're supposed to let them know tomorrow if they make the team or not. Let's just hope Brooke makes it," I replied.
"Let me know what you find out. I'll talk with you later. Give Brooke my love," mom said before hanging up.
Yes, I thought to myself. This will be great! Another night with Brooke, and I'm sure she wont mind at all.
I wasn't sure where all the talk about me transferring up here and getting an apartment with Brooke came from. I think she'd like that, at least I hoped so. I shouldn't have a problem getting into St. Mary's, but I'll definitely need some financial assistance. There's a lot to figure out, and a lot to talk with Brooke about when I get back to the hotel room.
Just then the waitress came over with my order along with the plates and silverware. I paid her and left to head back to the room, thinking about all the possibilities for the next two days and next year, if Brooke makes the team.
As I unlocked the door and went inside, I could hear the shower running. I thought about joining Brooke, but decided against it. As much as I wanted to have more sex with her tonight, she really does need to rest up. I set the table and got dinner ready. In about ten minutes, I heard the water turn off, and then Brooke walked into the room with a towel wrapped around her fit frame.
"Did you get dinner?" she asked.
"Yeah," I replied while looking at her stunning body. She looked so fucking good. "I have it all ready. Are you going to get dressed?"
"Nope. That's why I wanted to eat in the room, so I wouldn't have to get dressed. You have a problem with that?" she asked.
"Not at all, you look great to me."
"I thought I'd just wear a towel; you seem to like me dressed like this."
"Yeah, I sure do," I replied, looking her up and down. The towel barely covered her tits, and hit just below her pussy in the front, showing off half her ass in the back. "I could get used to seeing you like that!" I said to her.
"Good, 'cause I'm not planning to wear any clothes while we're in the room," Brooke replied, with a sexy grin on her face.
We both sat down to eat. I split the spaghetti and salad between us and gave her a drink, taking the other for myself.
"God, this is good," Brooke said while chowing down on her spaghetti. "This spaghetti is fantastic."
"Yeah, it really is good," I replied. "I talked with mom on the phone while at the restaurant. She called to see how tryouts were going and to see how we're getting along."
"What'd you tell her?"
"I told her about your tryouts and your injury, that I was getting dinner for us and then we were heading down to the hot tub for a soak, and afterwards I was going to give your leg a good rub out."
"You told her that you were going to give my leg a rub out? What did she say about that?"
"She thought it was nice of me to do that for you. I think it's nice, too!" I replied.
"She didn't think that was weird or anything?"
"Nope. She was glad that we're getting along so well."
"Well, that isn't a lie."
"No, it isn't. We talked about something else, too."
"Well, if you make the team and get a scholarship, I was thinking about transferring up here too, and maybe us getting an apartment together or something, that is, if you wanted to."
Brooke's jaw dropped. She got out of her chair and came over to me and gave me a big hug. "You really think that would work out? I'd love that!"
"Well, you have to make the team and I have to look into an academic scholarship, but yeah, it's possible."
"That'd be great!" Brooke replied excitedly.
"Yeah, it would. That is if you wouldn't mind sharing an apartment with me."
"Mind? I think it'd be great! Will you give me a rub down every night?"
"I will if you run around in a towel all the time. A towel or less . . . " I replied.
"I think I like less better," Brooke said as she dropped the towel to the floor, standing before me nude. All inhibitions are gone for sure now.
"I think I like you that way, too." I said looking at my stunning s****r standing there in front of me in all her glory. "Yeah, I do like you that way."
"Well, if we both get in, get used to it, b*****r!"
"I think I can get used to seeing you like that," I replied. "Oh, I have some other news, too."
"Mom said that we could stay an additional night if you want to."
"Really? That's great, but how'd you swing it?"
"I told her that you'd be tired after tryouts, and that I wanted to see the campus Tuesday and possibly meet with an admissions director or something."
"And she agreed?"
"Yeah, she was really excited that we might both be coming here next year, and didn't hesitate on allowing us to stay another night."
"Oh, God, this is so exciting," Brooke said giving me a wet kiss and returning to her chair. "That gives us tonight and tomorrow night as well," Brooke replied.
"Well, it gives us tonight to get you ready for tryouts tomorrow, and tomorrow night to do what we want."
"I know what I want!" Brooke replied.
"What's that?" I asked, knowing what her answer would be.
"I want to do you again!" she said.
"Yeah, that's what I was hoping. We'll have a good time tomorrow night; tonight as well, but we need to get you ready for tryouts tonight."
"What d'you have planned?" she asked.
"Well, after dinner I thought we could sit in the hot tub a while, and after we come back to the room, I'll rub your leg out again."
"Will you rub anything else?"
"Not on you! You need your rest! We have all night tomorrow night, remember."
"Yeah that makes sense, but once you start rubbing my leg, I don't think I can let it stop there," Brooke replied.
"Well, let's just see. You really do need your rest tonight."
"I know, but it'll still be fun," Brooke replied while finishing her spaghetti.
We talked a while more as we finished dinner. It was strange, but delightful, sitting across from my naked s****r eating dinner. God, she's so fucking beautiful.
After dinner, I cleaned off the plates and table. Brooke stood, displaying her fine body to me, and got her swim suit and put it on in front of me. She handed me mine, and helped me out of my clothes. She unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, and pulled them down along with my underwear, letting her fingers slide along my cock, which was getting hard again. She wrapped her hand around my cock and started stroking, while looking into my eyes.
"I will agree to no sex tonight, under one condition," she said.
"What?" I asked.
"The condition is that you fuck my brains out tomorrow when tryouts are over."
"On the field, or do you want to wait until we get back to the room?" I asked, laughing a little.
"On the field. I don't think I'll be able to wait until we get back to the room," she replied, leaning in for a long kiss, while still stroking my cock.
"It's a deal," I said, pulling her face tight against mine and slipping her the tongue.
I let my hand slide down her back, under her suit, and let it rest on her sweet ass as we kissed. Brooke pushed her ass back against my hand and continued stroking my cock.
"We need to get your suit on and get out of here, or you'll have to fuck your s****r again, really soon," Brooke said.
"I'd really like to fuck my s****r again, but we need to get to the hot tub and work on your leg," I replied.
"Oh, OK, she said, releasing my cock and bending down to let me step into my suit. When she bent over, she licked the head of my cock before helping me with my suit. "That's a down payment on tomorrow night," she said. "There's a lot more where that came from."
As she stood back up I pulled her in for another kiss.
Brooke grabbed a couple of towels as we headed down to the hot tub.
There weren't any people around as we arrived at the hot tub. I jumped in the pool first, and swam around while Brooke sat in the tub. She kept motioning for me to join her, but I thought I'd tease her a little while before going over. Finally, I got out of the pool and joined her in the tub.
"How's the leg?" I asked.
"It would be better if you'd rub it a little," she replied as she lifted her long leg and placed her foot in my lap.
I rubbed her foot for a couple of minutes, and then moved my way up her calf, rubbing it deeply while moving my hands up above her knee to her thigh, causing her to shiver. I looked around, and noticing that we were still alone, I rubbed her thigh all the way up to her suit. Brooke leaned back and sat there moaning softly, "God that feels so good, Steven."
I continued rubbing her thigh, letting my finger tips slide inside the bottom of her suit until they slid along her pussy lips. Brooke leaned back and closed her eyes, enjoying my touch. I slid my fingers out of her suit and rubbed her thigh again, deeply, trying to rub the pain out. I kept looking around to make sure we were still alone as I rubbed up her leg, letting my fingers slide into her again. I rubbed her pussy for a couple of minutes before returning my attention to her thigh. I continued rubbing her thigh until I noticed a f****y enter the pool area. I rubbed from her thigh back down to her foot, which was not resting on top of my erection.
"We've got company," I told her.
She didn't even look up. "So?" she asked. "Keep rubbing, Steven."
"I would Brooke, but people are starting to come in. I say we take this back to the room."
"OK, but I want to soak a few more minutes," she said as she slid her foot over my hard cock, hesitating a few seconds rubbing my cock with her foot before letting it slide back into the water. She moved over closer to me, and put her arm around my shoulders, leaning in for a kiss. "What about . . ." I started to say. Brooke broke the kiss and looked at me saying, "They'll just think we're a couple, thats all."
We sat in the hot tub for about ten more minutes before Brooke said that she was ready to go back to the room. We both got out, dried off with our towels, wrapped them around our waists, and headed back to the room.
As we walked out of the pool area, Brooke took my hand in hers. We held hands all the way back to the room, without saying anything.
Once we got inside our room, Brooke dropped her towel and took off her swim suit, and I did the same. She grabbed my hand and led me over to the bed. I sat down on the edge of the bed with my arms around her waist. Brooke put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me back on the bed and crawled on top of me. With her knees on either side of me, Brooke leaned to me and kissed me hard. I kissed back, feeling her tongue entering my mouth. We kissed for several minutes. I could feel my cock harden beneath her. She scooted up and placed a tit in my mouth, asking me to suck it for a few minutes. I sucked one tit and then the other, with Brooke moaning softly as I licked her hard nipples.
"I've never had anyone suck my tits like this before, Steven. You're good at this."
I didn't reply, and just kept sucking them gently while rubbing her ass.
After a few minutes of this, Brooke slid down, reached behind her, took my cock in her hand and lined it up with her pussy. She moaned softly while rubbing the head of my wet cock along her slit.
"This feels so fucking good," she said.
She held the head of my erection against the entrance of her pussy, and then moved back slowly as I entered her. Once inside, Brooke stopped and remained motionless for a few seconds with my cock buried deep inside of her. "Oh, yes, this feels so fucking good, Steven."
She moved up and back on my cock for a few minutes before sitting up on my cock, facing me. "Your cock feels so fucking good inside me, Steven. God, this feels so good."
I reached down and put my hands on her hips as she started riding up and down on my hard cock. I've never fucked a girl with her on top before, and Brooke was now totally in charge. She raised up and then dropped back down on my erection, assisted by my hands on her waist. She started moving faster on my cock, which was buried balls deep in her cunt each time she came down. She continued driving up and down on my cock, giving me pleasure I had never before felt. It was much different with her on top and in control of the fucking, and I was really getting into this. I would raise up when she came down, driving my cock deeper and deeper inside of her. She recached up with both hands and began playing with her tits, pinching her nipples. Just the sight of Brooke riding my cock and playing with her tits was getting me off. I didn't know how much more of this I was able to take. It must have been good for her, too, because her moans became louder and louder as she fucked herself on my hardness.
Several minutes later, still feeling her own tits, Brooke began to cum. "Oh god, this feels so fucking good, Steven. Keep fucking me."
Brooke continued riding my cock, and I continued driving it into her each time she came down. I stared at her face, noticing the intense pleasure she was in as she rode my cock and played with her tits. Her face had such an intense expression on it as she continued for god knows how long.
"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck," She said while riding my cock harder and faster. "I'm gonna fucking cum, Steven! I'm gonna fucking cum!" she yelled out loud enough for everyone in the hotel to hear. I could feel the walls of her cunt spasm as she had her orgasm, causing me to erupt deep inside her cunt. I raised my hips while I shot my sperm into my s****r. "God, this feels so fucking good," she screamed as she climaxed on my hard cock. "God, this feels so good."
Even after she came, Brooke continued riding my cock, slowing down only a little. She continued this for a couple of minutes before collapsing on top of me, kissing me hard.
She pulled off my cock and repositioned herself on top of me so that her pussy was directly over my face. I leaned up and placed my lips on her pussy and started eating her out, as she continued riding my mouth and playing with her tits.
"Yeah, b*****r, eat my pussy. Eat your cum out of my pussy."
I still can't believe I did this, but I ate her out and started sucking my own cum out of her cunt.
"Save it for me," she said while I continued sucking my cum out of her. When I finished, Brooke backed off and brought her lips to mine, stuck her tongue in my mouth, and lapped away at my cum. She sucked the cum out of my mouth and swallowed all of it, while kissing me hard.
"Oh god, that was great," Brooke said.
I found myself doing things with my s****r that I've never done with another girl, and some things that I never would've done with another girl, such as eating her out after I fucked her. Never would I've done that to someone else; hell, I usually won't even go down on a girl, although they all want me to, not that there's been that many. Every girl wants me to go down on her, but I usually won't. It's just something I never liked doing, until now. Brooke could ask me to do anything, and I'd do it. I don't really know what that's about. I mean, there's just something about my s****r that makes me want to do things to her and to make her feel good. I think I've always been like that to her, although we've never really been so close that I would actually do things for her. That is, until a couple days ago. Now it's all different for some reason. I want to please her, I want her to make f'ockey team and get a scholarship. I want her to be successful and have everything she wants. When she fell and hurt her leg, my heart skipped a beat. I'm not sure what all this means, but I now have deep feelings for her, much deeper than ever before, and much deeper than I've ever had with another girl.
I looked at Brooke, and she had the most content look on her face that I've ever seen. She was really enjoying this, and I don't think it was just the sex, it was sex with her b*****r, the one she waited for so she could give him her virginity. She was happy, fulfilled, and it was because of me.
"Yeah, it was great, Brooke. You're great. You're the greatest thing that's ever happened to me."
"Thank you, Steven," Brooke replied as she threw her arms around me and kissed me one more time.
After some time, I broke the kiss, looked down at her and said, "I'm serious Brooke, you mean the world to me. I want us to come to St. Mary's and live together. I want that more than anything. I want you to make the f'ockey team and get a scholarship. I want to be with you."
"I feel that way too, Steven. I just don't know how we can work it out, and I know there'll be complications, but that's what I want, too."
"Really? That's what you want?"
"Yeah, I do. I was really getting sad about having to leave you if I came to St. Mary's. I wanted the scholarship, but after I hurt my leg and saw the way you took care of me, I really didn't care if I got it or not, because I thought it would take me away from you. I know I haven't treated you very well, but most of that was jealousy. You dated a couple of my friends, and I . . . I guess I was jealous because I wanted you and they had you. Does that make any sense to you?" Brooke shared.
"Yeah, it makes all the sense in the world to me right now. I understand completely how you feel. I feel the same way."
"Do you think we'll be able to pull it off?" She asked seriously.
"I certainly hope so. I'm going to check with admissions tomorrow and see if I can get in and if they have any financial aid I would qualify for," I replied.
"I don't mean that, entirely. I'm thinking about our relationship, as b*****r and s****r. How will we pull that off? What happens if you want to date someone else, or I do? I don't want to lose what we have together."
"Well, I really haven't had time to think through all of this, but I suppose we should, maybe have some ground rules or something; but, anyway, we're getting ahead of ourselves a little, neither of us are coming here yet. Maybe we should take this one step at a time and just see where it leads," I replied. "Are you having second thoughts about us, or our living together next year if it all works out?"
"Not second thoughts exactly, just running things through my head. I don't want to ruin our relationship should something happen. I still want us both to come here and share an apartment, it's just that, I don't know what it is." Brooke replied sheepishly.
"I could stay at home and continue at the community college for another year if that's what you want," I replied, trying not to rush her into anything.
"No, that's not what I want. I'm just thinking through things and I'm not sure what to think." Brooke replied.
"Brooke, I've had a wonderful time with you up here, and it's not just the sex, although I've really enjoyed the sex. I've done things with you that I never would've done with anyone else. When you fell on the field and hurt your leg, I realized just how much I do care for you, and it's more than the fact that you're my s****r. I really do care for you, much more than I ever thought."
"I can tell. You've been so caring to me, and I really like the sex too, it't just, I don't know." Brooke replied, still speaking softly, as if she's really given this some heavy thought.
"It sounds to me that you're having second thoughts."
"I don't know, Steven. It's all been so fast and all. I guess I'm scared about what people will think about us if anyone finds out what we've been doing, especially mom and dad."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. We'll have to be very careful about our relationship when we get home."
"Yeah, we will. Do you think we'll still be able to, you know, be together once we get home?"
"Is that what you want? I know that I do, but I don't want to push you into anything," I replied.
"Oh, yeah, that's what I want, for sure. I've really enjoyed our time together. I just know it's going to be different when we get home. How can we be together at home?" she asked.
"We'll have to be careful around mom and dad, and others, but I'm sure we can find ways to be together. It'll be different if we both end up here sharing an apartment."
"Won't people think that's strange, you know, the two of us living together and being together all the time?" she asked.
"I don't know for sure. I imagine there are other f****y members sharing an apartment, maybe we can see the reaction of the admissions person tomorrow and see if it seems strange to her in any way."
"Can I go with you when you meet with them?"
"Sure, I was expecting you too." I replied.
"Good, I'll watch for her reaction and try not to look too guilty to give our relationship away."
"That sounds good. Let's just take this a day at a time and see how things develop."
"That sounds good. I just don't want to lose what we have." Brooke replied.
"I don't either."
"Do you want to take a shower together? I need to clean up before I go to bed."
"That sounds great to me," I replied.
"Good. Lets shower," Brooke said as she got up from the bed. I stayed on the bed for a few seconds just looking at my s****r. She looked so hot, and looks better to me every time I look at her, especially naked.
"Are you coming?" Brooke asked.
"Yeah, I'm coming. I just wanted to look at you. God, you're so fit and beautiful. I know that guys will be eager to be with you once you're here. I've already heard several of them talking about you at tryouts."
"Really? What did they say?"
"Well, there was a group of guys sitting behind me talking about how good you looked, as well as some of the other new girls. They were saying how they wanted to get in your pants, things like that. They were really interested in you." I shared.
"There's only one guy I'm interested in right now, and that's you! Come on, let's hit the shower."
"Sounds great to me," I said as I got off the bed and walked with her into the shower.
Brooke turned on the water and adjusted the temperature, and we got in together. She looked so good with the water cascading over her, dripping off her luscious tits and toned body. Yeah, there'll be several guys interested in her when she gets here. I just hope I can keep her.
Brooke washed her hair, and looked beautiful with the lather running down her body. I reached over and started washing her body with the shampoo. I grabbed a wash cloth, soaped it up, and started washing her tits and the front of her body, down to her pussy, reaching around her and washing her tight ass. Brooke turned around to rinse her hair as I continued washing her back and ass, feeling every inch of her body. I made my way down her legs, thoroughly washing her, not missing anything. Brooke turned around and I did the same to her front side, dropping the wash cloth to soap up her tits, stomach, and privates, while Brooke smiled seductively at me.
"My turn," she said while she reached down and picked up the wash cloth. Brooke started washing me gently, from my neck down to my abs. She soaped up my pubes, dropped the wash cloth, and washed me, taking her time with my cock and balls, while staring into my eyes. My cock got hard as she washed me, playing with it and my balls.
"Turn around," she instructed.
I turned around and braced myself against the shower wall while Brooke lathered up my ass. I could feel the familiar sensation of her fingers as she gently washed my ass, sliding her finger along my crack. I spread my legs as far as I could as she reached between my legs and started rubbing my cock and balls.
"God, that feels good," I moaned.
Brooke continued rubbing my cock and balls, and then slid her hands back to my ass and gently massaged it, sliding her finger along my crack. She lingered at my pucker, and rubbed it in small circles, while reaching back to my cock with her free hand. She gently rubbed my cock and balls again from behind until I thought I was going to ejaculate in the shower.
"You like that?" she asked.
"Oh, yeah, I like that." I replied.
Brooke finished washing me and had me turn back around, facing her. She leaned up and kissed me while still massaging my cock.
"This is the best shower I've ever taken, Steven. God, I could get used to this."
"Yeah, I could too. Just think, we can do this as much as we want if we're living together."
"Yeah, I was thinking about that. I think I've decided for sure. I want us to both come here and share an apartment. I'm the happiest right now that I've ever been." Brooke said.
"Me too," I replied.
We stayed in the shower for several more minutes before we finished. I came close to shooting my load, but Brooke stopped rubbing my cock just before I hit the launch sequence. We got out of the shower and dried each other off before returning to the bedroom.
"Would you give me another rub down?" Brooke asked.
"Absolutely," I replied. Lie down on the bed, face up this time, and I'll rub your leg, and anything else you want."
"Thanks," Brooke replied as she laid down on the bed, face up, placing her hands behind her head. "Get to work, b*****r," she said.
I went to the bathroom and got her lotion and started rubbing her legs. I started at her feet and made my way up to her shins, taking my time to give her a good rub down. I made my way to her thighs, spreading her legs a little to have full access. I looked up at her, and Brooke had her eyes closed, and was softly moaning as I rubbed her thighs. I worked each one good, trying to get her to totally relax. I pulled her arms down so they were on the bed beside her and put lotion on her arms and started rubbing them. When I finished with both arms, I went back to her thighs and worked them for several more minutes. I did this for more than thirty minutes before I heard her softly snoring.
"Brooke, are you awake?" I asked, quietly. If she was asl**p, I didn't want to wake her. She didn't respond.
I continued rubbing her thighs, resisting the temptation to fuck her again. God, my cock was rock hard and dripping pre cum at this point. I wanted to crawl on top of her and fuck her again, but she was asl**p, and I really didn't want to wake her. If she is going to be at her best tomorrow, she needs her sl**p. I rubbed the lotion into her soft flesh, gave her a gentle kiss, and covered her with the sheet and blanket, and tucked her in. She was sound asl**p at this point.
I sat in the chair thinking of all we've done the past couple of days, and how our relationship has changed. I quietly walked over to her and pulled the sheets back off her body, and just looked at her beautiful nude frame. Her face looked quite content. Her abdomen moved slightly with each breath. God, she looked gorgeous. I traced my fingers along her chest, circling her hard nipples, and gently stroked her face and lips. My cock was about to shoot as I did this, so I started masturbating with thoughts of my nude s****r as she lay there, totally exposed. I started pumping my cock slowly, but increased speed as I looked at her. "God, you're so fucking beautiful, Brooke," I said to her quietly, knowing that she couldn't hear me.
I continued stroking my cock for a few more minutes, until I knew I was going to shoot my load. I grabbed a few tissues from the nightstand and shortly came hard, catching all the cum in the tissue. I wiped off my cock and threw the tissue in the trash.
I looked over at the clock and noticed that it was 9:30 already. I didn't want to turn on the TV and wake Brooke up, so I decided to call it a night as well. I called the front desk and asked for a 7:00 wake up call, and reaffirmed with them that we'd be staying another night. I asked about this at the front desk earlier, and they said it would be OK, but I wanted to make sure. The desk clerk said it would be fine, and told me to have a good night. He didn't have to tell me that, 'cause I'd already had a great night. I said the same to him before hanging up. I walked over and latched the security lock on the door, turned off the lights, and crawled into bed next to Brooke.
Brooke turned toward me and put her arm around me, with her head on my chest. I must have fallen asl**p soon after that, because the next thing I knew, the phone rang at 7:00 am with our wake up call.
Brooke woke up a little disoriented at first, asking where we were. I told her we were in the hotel and she had to get up for breakfast before heading to tryouts. She looked at me and smiled.
"That's right. For a second there I wasn't sure where I was," she said. "What time did we go to bed last night? The last thing I remember is you giving me a rub down. I must have fallen asl**p."
"We went to bed around 9:30. You slept all night. How do you feel this morning?"
"I feel fine," she replied.
"How's your leg?"
"After that rub down, it feels fine. I think I'll be OK for tryouts today. Do I have to get up now, or can I sl**p just a little bit longer?"
"I'll let you sl**p another fifteen minutes. I'll go ahead and get dressed, and then you can have the bathroom."
"No problem," I said as I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. I took my morning piss and washed my face. I didn't bother to shave as I was only going to the tryouts today. I finished in the bathroom and returned to the bedroom, where Brooke was sound asl**p.
I got dressed before waking her up again. After I woke Brooke up, she got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I could hear her as she went through her morning routine before she walked back into the bedroom, and stood in the middle of the room naked.
"Do you think we can run around naked in the apartment once we're both here?" she asked.
"Brooke, there's nothing I'd like more than to watch you run around our apartment naked once we're living here. Works for me."
"I think it'll work for me too," she said before getting dressed.
I watched her closely as she dressed taking in the sight of her nude body right in front of me. She took her time, sort'a showing off as she slid her panties seductively over her hips, her tits still bare. "You like?" she asked as she turned around wearing her tiny bikini panties that went up her crack displaying her firm ass.
"Yeah, I like very much!" I replied.
"When we get back to the room, I'm gonna have you take them off me with your teeth," she said, looking at me with that, 'fuck me' look of hers.
"That'll be my pleasure," I replied.
Brooke smiled and then put on her sports bra and the rest of her clothes. We left the room and headed to the restaurant for breakfast. I brought along our dishes and silverware from last night and gave them to the waitress.
"I never thought we'd see these again," she said laughing before she took our order.
"I'm getting nervous about tryouts," Brooke said as we waited for our food.
"Just be yourself, Brooke, I'm sure you'll do fine."
"I hope so. There's a lot riding on my performance today, especially missing yesterday afternoon and all."
"You'll be fine," I said, trying to reassure her. "You were one of the best so far as I could tell."
"Thanks. It means a lot to me that you'll be there today."
"I wouldn't miss this for anything."
We talked for a few more minutes before our food came. We both ate like we were starved to death, and soon finished our meal.
"Well, I guess it's time to head over to the school," Brooke said.
"Yeah, we need to get over there. I'll be there all the time," I reassured her.
"Thanks, Steven. You don't know how much that means to me."
We made our way to the practice field and I parked the car. I got Brooke's things out of the car and walked her to the locker room.
"Could you give me a good luck kiss?" she asked.
I didn't answer, but leaned in for a quick kiss on her lips. "I'll do better tonight when we celebrate," I told her.
"I hope it's a celebration."
"It will be. Play hard, but don't hurt yourself," I said.
"You're sounding like mom now," she replied.
Brooke went inside to get changed for tryouts and I made my way to the practice field. I noticed that the group of guys was larger today, and like yesterday, I sat down in front of them.
After about fifteen minutes, the girls came out for their tryouts, and just like yesterday, the guys started talking again, making sexual comments about the girls, especially Brooke. I listened to their comments, and agreed with everything they said about my s****r, as well as the other hotties out on the field.
The morning went by quickly, and the girls broke for lunch. Brooke waved at me before she went inside.
One of the guys asked, "Do you know her?" calling Brooke's number.
"Yeah, I know her. I brought her to tryouts," I replied.
"She sure is hot," he said.
"Yeah, I've noticed that too," I replied without giving away our relationship.
"Are the two of you together?"
"Yeah, were together."
"Lucky guy," he replied.
"Yeah, I am a lucky guy."
He didn't say anything else, but they all continued their talk as the girls left the field. I got lunch at Burger King, not far from the school, before returning for the afternoon session.
They had a scrimmage in the afternoon, against the college girls again, just like yesterday. Brooke played her heart out. She made three goals, and was all over the field. It didn't look like her leg was giving her any trouble.
They continued for the remainder of the afternoon.
"She's the best player out there," the guy behind me said to me.
"Yeah, she's really good," I replied.
"She'll make the team for sure," he commented.
"I sure hope so, she's really counting on it."
"We all are," one of the guys in the group shouted, while the rest of them laughed. I didn't pay any attention to him, or the others as they continued talking about the new girls.
About four o'clock the coaches gathered the new girls at the side lines and talked with them for a few minutes before they headed off to the locker room. Brooke broke away from the group, as did several other girls, and came over to me, while the others went to talk with their parents.
"What do you think?" she asked me. One of the guys behind me answered, "We think you're a shoe in!" as though she'd asked them instead of me.
"You really think so?" she asked him.
"Yeah, we all do. We're looking forward to having you here next year. We come to all the games."
"Well, thank you," Brooke replied. I could tell she was enjoying all the attention they were giving her.
"I'm Tommy," he said, sticking out his hand. Brooke shook his hand, and he held onto it as they talked.
"Yeah, we're all looking forward to getting to know you better next year."
Brooke continued holding his hand as they talked. She really was enjoying this attention, and they were all pouring it on, telling her about all the parties they have with the field hockey players. They shared that they were in a fraternity, and that they hosted parties after all the home games.
"They can be a blast," several of them said. "There's a party tonight for the girls who make the team. The other girls will tell you all about it after the announcement later on. It's a tradition to party with the new players, as well as the girls on the team. We have a good time."
"That sounds like fun, IF I make the team," Brooke replied.
"You don't have to worry about that," one commented.
"You can come even if you don't make the team," one offered. "You can even bring your boyfriend along. He'll have a good time too."
Brooke looked at me and smiled. "Maybe we'll take you up on that offer," she said to the group.
"We hope so," they said.
Brooke looked mesmerized by all the attention she was receiving from the group. I noticed that she was still holding the guys hand and he was sorta rubbing his thumb over her hand as he held it tight.
Brooke looked down at me and said, "I need to get back. They said they'll post a list of those of us who made the team. It should be up in a few minutes. I'll go get my things and wait to find out."
"Don't forget about the party," a couple of them shouted to Brooke as she finally let loose of the guys hand and ran off to the locker room.
"God, you're a lucky man if she's your girl," the guy who was holding her hand said to me.
"Yeah, she's pretty hot," another chimed in.
"I hope you bring her to the party. It'll be a blast," one of the guys said to me.
"There'll be plenty of 'refreshments,' if you know what I mean. We have a good time at our parties."
"I'm sure you do," I replied.
"It seemed like your friend wants to come," another said.
"Well, we will if she wants to," I said.
We sat and talked for about thirty minutes while waiting for the news of who made the team. When the girls came out, it wasn't difficult to tell who made it and who didn't. Several of them, including Brooke, came running out of the locker room looking all excited, while others were walking slowly, some of them crying.
Brooke came running across the field and up the bleachers, and gave me a big hug. "I make it! I made it!" she screamed while holding me tightly. "I'm so happy I can hardly breathe," she said.
I congratulated her, along with all the guys behind us.
"The girls told us about the party, and gave us a flyer with the time and directions to the frat house. Can we go, Steven?"
"Sure, if that's what you want," I replied, not sure that I wanted to go, but this was Brooke's moment and her decision.
"Great," the guys behind me shouted as they swarmed around Brooke, giving her hugs as she hugged them back. I watched as they got very close to Brooke, pulling her in tight to the group. Several of them had their arms around her, and there were hands all over her, with a couple of them feeling her ass. I'm sure that with all the excitement, Brooke didn't even realize what they were doing to her. They were being real bold, I thought to myself. A couple of the guys went over to a couple other girls who were close by and congratulated them and invited them to the party as well. Brooke was all caught up in the excitement and was letting them all hug her and make over her before she had to leave and return for her things.
"I'll be back in a few minutes," Brooke said as she broke away from the group of guys and went running off to the field house.
I stayed with the group of guys, trying not to let their actions bother me. I didn't want to make a scene, and if I'm going to be here next year with Brooke, I'm gonna have to get used to guys giving her attention like this. I just wonder how she'll respond to all the attention. Going to the party might be a good way to find out how Brooke will react to the attention of all the guys at this college. It'll be a test for sure.
I talked with the group like I wasn't upset or anything about what just happened, and they treated me like I was an old friend or something. I knew it was just because they wanted to get Brooke to the party, so I played along and talked with them and got directions to the party. They told me that there'd be plenty of booze and everything else that happens at college frat parties. I've never been to a frat party, going to the community college, but I had a good idea what went on.
As Brooke came out of the locker room, I got up to greet her.
"See you tonight!" a few of the guys yelled at us.
"I'm looking forward to it," Brooke yelled back at the guys.
I met Brooke, grabbed her bag, and we walked to the car, with Brooke talking a hundred miles an hour about making the team and the party we'd been invited to.
"I can't believe I made it, Steven! This is the most exciting thing ever! We've even been invited to our first frat party! Isn't this fucking awesome?"
"Yeah, it's fucking awesome," I said, with a hint of sarcasm in my voice.
As we got into the car, Brooke looked at me and asked, "Is something the matter? I thought you'd be excited that I made the team."
"I am excited, Brooke. I'm really happy for you that you made the team. Yeah, we need to celebrate. The party will be fun!" I said, trying to act excited about it. I knew it meant a lot to Brooke to be accepted and to celebrate, and I didn't want to be a damper on her experience.
"Good, it just seemed that . . ."
"It'll be fine, Brooke. I've never been to a frat party before either. It'll be a lot of fun."
"It'll be fun, for sure, but the real fun will be when we get back to the room after the party. That's when the fun begins," Brooke said to me as she leaned over and gave me a deep, wet kiss. "I just want to see what it's like. I'm not interested in any of them, if that's what you're thinking. I just want to have fun with you tonight, after the party. Remember what I told you, you have to fuck my brains out tonight, and we have all night to make wild love together!"
I kissed her again, and let my hand drop to her leg, just below the bottom of her short shorts. "God, I love you, Brooke," I said, realizing that this was the first time I'd said that to her in that way.
"Steven, I love you too, and not just as a b*****r. I've fallen in love with you, and you're all I'll ever want or need. I really love you, Steven."
With that, I drove back to the hotel. Brooke shed all her clothes, except for her bikini underwear, immediately upon entering the room.
"You have to take these off with your teeth, remember?" Brooke asked.
"My pleasure," I replied, while dropping down on my knees. I leaned forward and bit the top of her bikinis, tugging away at them. I pulled down the sides, making my way around the back side. I pulled the back down over her ass, and licked her ass for a minute or two, before moving around to the front. I took the front of her bikini's into my mouth and pulled them down, just below her cunt. I leaned in and licked her cunt several times before removing them the rest of the way. Brooke stepped out of them as I then stood back up.
Standing in front of me completely naked, she hugged me and kissed me again, taking my hand and placing it on her pussy while rubbing it against herself for a couple of minutes. She leaned back, pressed my hand harder against her pussy, slid a couple of my fingers inside, and while rubbing them inside of her pussy, said, "This is yours and only yours. Nobody else will ever get close. I know there'll be a house full of d***k guys there tonight, I'm not stupid; and I know why they invited all of us over. Some of the girls on the team were talking about getting laid tonight, so I know what's going on, but the only one I want inside of me is you. We don't have to go if you don't want to."
I slid my free hand to her ass and started rubbing it, feeling the softness of her globes, while still finger fucking her. I held her for a few minutes, and while some doubt still lingered, I said, "We can go. It'll be a fun time, our first frat party and all. I guess I'll just have to get used to this if we're here together next year."
"Good. We'll have fun, I promise; and then you're fucking my brains out when we get back. I'm sure we'll both be so fucking horny after the party. Thanks, Steven," she said as she moved away from me and headed to the bathroom. "I know I stink, so I'll get a shower and then we can get something to eat."
Brooke danced with excitement all the way to the bathroom.
I called mom and told her the good news. She wanted to talk with Brooke, but I told her that Brooke was in the shower, and that I'd have her call when she got out.
I sat down on the edge of the bed and thought about the party, and all the comments the guys were making about Brooke over the past two days. I know they'll be all over her tonight, but I'll have to go along with it. Brooke is really excited about it, but I still have my concerns. We'll just have to see what happens.
My s****r Brooke made the f'ockey team at St. Mary's and was really excited about it. This has been a dream of her's for a couple of years. She was now in the shower of the hotel room we shared. We had just left the tryouts, and she wanted to shower before we got something to eat.
The guys from a frat house invited the team and the new girls to a frat party, and Brooke wanted to go. I had reservations about it, but I didn't want to spoil her fun.
While waiting on her to finish up, I logged on to my lap top and googled the address on the flyer, and discovered it was just a few blocks from our hotel, which made it convenient for us to walk. I didn't especially want to drive because I was sure there'd be plenty of beer there, and I didn't want to risk getting stopped on the way back to the hotel after the party.
Looking at the flyer, I noticed that it was nondescript. It implied that the party was hosted by the college, but after the discussion with the guys at the school, I was sure it was a frat party. The presentation of the flyer, I was sure, was to lure unsuspecting girls.
I saved the directions to my iPhone, and just as they loaded, Brooke's phone rang, giving me an instant erection. I probably need to explain this. About a year ago, Brooke asked me to download MC Hammers's song, "You Can't Touch This" and convert it to a ring tone for her phone, which I did. The song has special significance to Brooke, and to me for that matter. Brooke and three of her f'ockey friends have perfected a sexy dance routine to the song, and every time they're over at the house, they practice it. If you aren't familiar with the song, google it and watch the video. The dance Brooke and her friends do is similar to the video, but has some added features.
Their dance routine is highly charged sexually and quite erotic, which causes me to instantly get aroused. When the song starts, they go at it, sexily dancing to the music. Near the beginning of the song you hear the words, 'My, my, my, my." To the four distinct beats, in a synchronized manner which they have perfected, they remove their tops, and perform most of the song in their shorts and bras. Watching Brooke and her three sexy friends dancing like this always gets me hard. I think that's why they do it so much when I'm around. When Hammer sings, "You Can't Touch This," the girls lean back, spread their knees apart and place their hands over their crotch and mouth the words, "You Can't Touch This!" When they did this, they looked directly at me as they sang and covered themselves. They were always teasing me, but I didn't mind at all. I think they were also aware of the effect their dance had on me, which I'm sure was their intent. Her friends were always hitting on me, and I dated two of them, although one never put out for me. Near the end of the song, Hammer sings, "Break it down," and when he does this, in one swift motion, they would sometimes, depending on their mood, remove their shorts and toss them at me, and perform the remainder of the song in their bra and panties. I've seen them do this dance at a couple of parties, but they never removed any clothing. They save that for the practices at home when I'm there. Whenever her phone rings, I think of the four of them dancing to the music in their bras and bikini underwear, and instantly get an erection.
Thinking it might be mom, I grabbed her phone, but noticed the call was from an Amanda. I didn't know an Amanda, so I assumed it must be one of the girls from the f'ockey team. I put the phone back on the desk, and in a couple of minutes she got a text. I picked up her phone again and read the text. It was from Amanda. She wanted to know if she and Liz could go to the party with Brooke and her "boyfriend." They didn't want their moms to know that it was really a frat party, and if they dropped them off, their moms wouldn't let them go.
I thought it was interesting that she referred to me as Brooke's boyfriend. I'll have to ask Brooke about that.
In a few minutes I heard the shower stop, and shortly after that, Brooke walked out of the bathroom, drying off with a towel. I couldn't believe how comfortable she was now being around me in the nude. I was really going to love rooming with her next year if it all works out.
As she reached down to dry her legs, starting with her feet, I got a good view of everything. Her toned, athletic body looked better to me every time I saw it, and right now it looked damn fine.
"You got a call and a text from Amanda," I told her.
"What's she want?"
"I didn't take the call, but her text said that she and Liz want to go with you and your 'boyfriend' to the party, so their moms don't find out it's a frat party."
"Yeah, I thought they might call and ask that. We were talking about the party while waiting to find out who all got on the team."
"What's this about me being your 'boyfriend?'"
"Oh, yea, about that, it just kinda slipped out. They saw you with me a couple of times, and they both think you're hot. If I told 'em you're my bother, they'd be all over you at the party, and I didn't want that, so I told them you're my boyfriend and you brought me to tryouts. I also assured them that you're off limits."
"So, from now on I'm your boyfriend?"
"Yeah, if that's ok with you."
"Fine with me," I replied. "Should make things interesting at the party."
"I told you that I wanted to go with you, and I want everyone to know that you're my boyfriend so they'll leave me alone; and besides that, you and I can have a good time together. Everyone there will think we're a couple, which we are. We don't have to go into the b*****r-s****r thing. Nobody has to know that part."
"Then if we're both here next year, we'll be here as a couple and not b*****r and s****r?" I asked.
"Do you think that'll work?"
"It should," I replied. "I just hope I get in, that's all. I'd hate for you to be here with all those guys from the tryouts and leave your b*****r, excuse me, your boyfriend, at home."
"I don't think you'll have any problem getting in; if you don't, maybe I wont come."
Brooke had finished drying off by this time. She dropped the towel on the floor, and stood before me naked. She walked over to me seductively as I looked from her legs, to her pussy, her tits, to her sweet lips, which she planted on mine. Dropping my hands to her sweet, firm ass, I pulled her in tight, feeling her tits pressed against my chest. As we kissed, I let my hands roam freely, feeling every inch of her back side. God, she felt so fucking good. The thought of rooming with my s****r next year and seeing her like this all the time got me even more excited. I could feel my erection pressing against her through my shorts. Apparently, Brooke could feel it too.
"Do I always have that effect on you?" she asked.
"Yes, you always have that effect on me. If we room together next year, I'll have an erection 24-7."
"Good. I like you hard," Brooke said as she reached down and started unbuckling my shorts. She slowly unzipped them, while kissing me and slipping her tongue into my mouth.
As we kissed, Brooke slid her hand inside my shorts and boxers and started rubbing my hard cock.
"It's getting wet," she said, noticing the pre cum oozing from the head of my cock. She continued rubbing my cock, spreading the cum all over it.
She slowly unfastened and unzipped my shorts, and slid my shorts and boxers down, so that we were standing together nude, with my hard cock pressed against her.
I grabbed her ass again while we stood there kissing. Her tongue was probing the depths of my mouth as I slid my tongue into her mouth. We made out for several minutes with my hardness pressed against her. Brooke started grinding her crotch against mine as I grabbed her ass harder and continued kissing her.
I slid my hands up to her waist, her sides, and to the side of her tits, and then slowly moved them over her tits, rubbing them and tweaking her nipples. Her kiss grew harder as she continued grinding into me.
"God, I love this," she said.
We continued like this for some time. Finally, Brooke led me to the bed, and pushed me back on the bed, spread my legs, knelt down, and started sucking my cock. I looked down at her, watching her mouth go up and down on my shaft. Every time she sucks me off she gets better at it. She was slowly working my cock, with her hands now on my balls and ass.
I started bucking my hips, driving my cock deeper inside her mouth. Brooke continued sucking me off. I told her to move around so I could reach her pussy, so she turned around and straddled me, while never taking her mouth off of my hard cock. Brooke was now on top of me with her mouth on my cock, and her tight ass and sweet pussy pressed against my face. I pulled her up a little so that I could reach her dripping pussy, and started licking it.
With both hands now on her ass cheeks, I started eating my s****r's pussy. I licked it from top to bottom, tasting her sweetness, and then started licking her deep and sucking away at her slit. I rubbed her ass while sucking her cunt. Brooke sucked harder on my cock, while fondling my balls.
"Oh god, yes, Steven, right there. Lick that spot," she said as I found her sweet spot.
I kept lapping away at her pussy, which tasted so fucking sweet. I started sucking on her flaps, which felt so tender to the touch of my tongue, paying special attention to her sweet spot. God, she tasted so good.
Brooke started bucking her hips, driving my tongue deeper into her pussy. I could feel her saliva dripping down my cock and balls, with her rubbing it into my balls. Her saliva dripped down to my ass, and it felt fucking incredible.
Brooke pressed harder against my mouth, as I felt her ass and her sides, rubbing as much of her as I could reach. I loved the feel of her body, which was soft and firm at the same time. While eating her, my hands roamed freely over her skin. I was in a state of bliss.
Brooke stopped sucking my cock and gave me a hand job for a few minutes, while licking the length of my hard cock several times before turning around and pulling me on top of her. She spread her legs and pulled me down against her. With my cock now pressed against her pussy, I reached down and slid my cock up and down against her slit, from top to bottom. I loved it when I looked down at us and saw my cock at the entrance of her pussy. I continued rubbing the head of my cock around her slit.
"Oh god, that feel good, keep doing that, please keep doing that."
My cock was so sensitive to the touch of her wet pussy as I continued rubbing it against her. I watched closely as I pressed the head of my cock against her waiting entrance, which was so fucking wet by this time. I pressed the head of my cock inside of her and quickly pulled it back out. I did this several times as Brooke squirmed beneath me. Her legs wrapped around me tighter.
"Oh god, fuck me, Steven," Brooke shouted.
Slowly, I slid my cock inside of her. God it felt so fucking tight. I loved the feeling of her pussy surrounding my hard cock as I slid into her. I fucked her slowly, sliding in part way, pulling out most of the way, and slowly sliding back in. I kept this up for several minutes as Brooke increased the speed of her grinding against me.
"I can't take this much longer, Steven, I want you to fuck me and fuck me hard. Fuck me!" Brooke shouted louder, while enjoying my cock inside of her.
I increased the speed of my fuck, pushing all the way in and then pulling most of the way out. Each time I pushed in, Brooke brought her hips up and pressed hard against my cock. I looked at her, and she looked so erotic. Her nipples were hard, her eyes closed, her lips parted slightly as she licked them with her tongue. Brooke had the most beautiful expression on her face whenever we fucked. It was like she was in a state of erotic bliss. God she looked so fucking beautiful. I continued fucking her while staring at her beautiful face. While staring at her, Brooke opened her eyes and looked back at me. With my cock slowly fucking her, she mouthed the words, "I love you." When she did that, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers, and kissed her softly. I pulled my face back and mouthed, "I love you, too," to my s****r. She smiled and bucked her hips even harder against my cock.
Both of us were losing control at this time. My cock started driving into her harder and harder. Brooke arched against me firmly, and then brought her hands to her tits and started rubbing them as I towered over her. She tilted her head to the side and continued licking her lips while playing with her tits. She was pulling at them harder and pinching her nipples while she started to moan. Her moans were quite soft at first, but grew louder as she made her way towards an orgasm.
"Fuck me, Steven. Oh god, fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck your s****r, Steven."
I started fucking my s****r harder and faster. I reached down, placed my hands under her ass, and pulled her up higher so I could get deeper inside of her. I was balls deep inside my s****r as she continued shouting obscenities and pinching harder on her nipples.
Our movements were as one at this point. We maintained s steady rhythm with my cock pressing into her sweet sex, and she lifting her hips, taking me deep inside of her. I had a strange feeling in my cock, as if it was going numb. I felt like I could continue like this for hours. It was so pleasurable. As I looked at her beautiful face, I realized that I wasn't just fucking my s****r, I was making love to her. There were real feelings between us. This wasn't some date in the back seat of the car, it was my s****r and we were in a hotel room, and it felt so right. I wanted more of her. I never wanted this experience to end. We were one, with my cock buried deep within her.
I leaned forward and brought my lips to hers. "I love you, Brooke. I mean, I really love you," I said softly as I kissed her, sliding my tongue into her mouth.
Brooke started bucking wildly against my cock as she reached orgasm. I could feel the walls of her pussy begin to spasm. I had feeling in my cock now, more feeling than I've ever experienced. I could feel her vaginal walls convulsing rapidly. I could feel it intensely. Her pussy was milking my cum out of my balls, as I felt it pass through my cock and empty inside of her, with her pussy still contracting around me. It was the most intense orgasm either of us ever had. It felt so, so right. I knew for sure then that I wanted her. I wanted her as my s****r and my lover. God I wanted her.
Brooke slowed down, and soon was motionless beneath me. She opened her eyes and looked at me with the most beautiful expression I'd ever seen. The chemistry was magical. We both knew, in that instant, that we had to be together. I knew that she loved me as much as I loved her.
Reaching down, I pulled her up so that we were both sitting on the bed facing each other, with my cock still deep within her. Her legs moved so that they were over mine, her pussy resting on my erect cock.
I pulled her to me, feeling her tits press against my bare chest. I rubbed her back softly, and then pulled her face to mine, kissing her passionately. My hands couldn't get enough of my s****r as they roamed over her back to her ass as I kept moving my hands over her.
Brooke's hands were holding my face to hers as we kissed. I licked her mouth, her lips, her neck, and then, as she leaned back and offered them to me, I licked and sucked on her sweet tits. I could feel my cum seeping out of her, coating my pubes and balls. I pulled her pussy harder against me, never wanting her to leave me.
Brooke hugged me tight.
"God, that was so fucking good," she said softly, as I continued sucking her tits. I licked my way back to her mouth, and slid my tongue inside. Brooke pressed her tongue inside my mouth as I pulled her against me again. We kissed like this for god knows how long. It felt so good.
With her legs still wrapped around me and my deflating cock still buried in her, she looked at me.
"I love you, Steven. God, I love you. I've loved you and wanted you for a long time."
"I love you, too Brooke. I never want this to end."
We kissed one final time, before I pulled out of her. My cock was still semi-erect, and had her juices, mixed with mine, covering it.
Brooke reached down and took my cock in her hand and rubbed it gently, spreading our mixed juices all over my cock as well as my balls.
I placed my hands on her hips, and gently rubbed her hips, sliding my hands to her pussy, and rubbed her lips lightly.
"Sex with you is so fucking amazing," I said to her.
She smiled and kissed me again. Her kiss was softer now, but no less passionate.
After a few minutes to calm down, Brooke slowly got off of me, and we both stared at each other before reclining next to each other. I gently rubbed her tits, feeling the softness that I couldn't get enough of.
I looked at the clock and realized that we made love for over an hour. God it was sweet.
Brooke's phone rang again, and as usual, my cock started to come back to life as I listened to the music and thought about Brooke and her friends' erotic dance.
Brooke got out of the bed and walked over to the desk and answered the phone. I couldn't take my eyes off of her beautiful body.
Brooke talked or a few minutes to whom I assumed was Amanda.
She covered the phone while asking me, "Is it ok with you if Amanda and Liz go with us?"
"I don't mind, if we're still going," I replied.
"They really want to, and I'd like to go, too, if you'll go."
"Sure, they can go with us. I thought we'd walk though, so I wont have to drive. I don't want to risk a DUI if I have something to drink."
"How far is it?" she asked.
"It's only a ten minute walk from here," I replied.
Brooke talked with Amanda and discovered that their hotel was just two down from ours. We agreed to meet them around eight o'clock in the lobby of their hotel. That would give us time to shower, get dressed, and get some dinner before we left. The party would be well underway by the time we arrived.
Brooke confirmed the arrangements with Amanda.
"You need to call mom, too," I told her.
Still standing there in the nude, Brooke speed dialed mom, who immediately answered.
They talked for only a few minutes, with Brooke telling her all about making the team and the party we were going to. She told mom that she had to go because she needed to get ready for dinner. After a few more minutes, she turned off her phone and returned to me.
Brooke sat down on the bed beside me, placed her hand on my thigh, and kissed me.
"That was really great, Steven," she said, referring to our hour of making love before the phone rang.
"Yeah, it really was. I'm looking forward to much more, too," I replied.
"We have to make sure you get in. I want you here and I want to live with you next year."
"Yeah, there's nothing I'd like more than that," I said, giving her another brief kiss.
Noticing that we were both sweaty, Brooke suggested that we take a shower before getting dressed, which was fine with me.
We got up and went into the bathroom. Brooke started the shower, and when it was ready, we both got in. We spent time washing each other, running our soapy hands all over each other's body. When we finished, we got out and dried off. Both nude, we walked into the bedroom.
Brooke started sorting through the clothes in her suitcase and pulled out what she was going to wear to dinner and the party. She put on a small pair of bikinis, a sexy white bra with lace trim, slid on a tiny pair of shorts that were cut to a V in the front, showing off her lower abdomen, which was fit and toned. The waist on her shorts was very low, showing off her hot body. They came down several inches below her hips, and almost to her crack in the back. The legs of the shorts were also very short, with the cuff falling just below her ass cheeks in the back. She slipped a beautiful white top over her shoulders. It fell about midway between her tits and the top of her shorts. God she looked sexy in that outfit. The top was loose fitting, had spaghetti straps, and showed off her cleavage. She looked like something out of a fashion magazine as she slipped on her sandals.
I got out a pair of boxers and shorts and put them on. I then put on a wife-beater followed by an old dress shirt, which I didn't button. I had a pair of dockers that I put on. We both looked good, especially Brooke, who really looked sexy.
"I'm not sure I want you to wear that outfit to the party," I told her.
"Well, I can't wear it at home, mom would have a cow. This is the only time I can dress like this until I come up here in the fall. Do you really think it's, you know, too revealing for the party?"
"You have to promise not to leave my side," I said. "You look really hot, and I don't want those guys pawing all over you."
Brooke walked over to me, kissed me, and said, "Like I said before, I don't want anyone but you, Steven. You have nothing to worry about."
Taking her at her word, I agreed that she looked hot and appropriately dressed for the frat party, knowing that every guy there will want to get at her.
We left the room, got in the car and drove away.
"Let's drive around a little and see what all's here," Brooke said.
I drove over by the frat house to make sure it was as close as it looked. As I pointed it out to Brooke, she said that it was close enough to walk. It really wasn't that far from the hotel.
We noticed some guys carrying kegs of beer from their car to the frat house. Several of them, kegs, I mean.
"Looks like they're preparing for a good party," Brooke said. There was another guy carrying speakers into the house, along with some other stuff.
"He must be the DJ," Brooke said, sharing that one of the guys said that they'd hired one for the evening.
We drove on by the house and around the town. It had all the chain restaurants and several mom and pop places as well.
As we passed a place called "Mangino's Pizza," Brooke said she wanted to eat there. We both loved pizza, and hadn't had any since we've been here, so I turned around and pulled in. The place was full, but we found a corner booth and sat down.
The waitress came over and asked for our drink order. I ordered a pitcher of beer, curious if she would ask for ID. She looked at me, looked back at the counter, and then asked, "Two glasses or one?" I said, "Two." She wrote it down, turned, and walked away.
"I wasn't sure if she'd get it for us or not," I said to Brooke.
"I imagine they do this all the time, this being a college town," Brooke replied.
The waitress returned with the pitcher and two glasses, and took our order. We ordered a large pizza with everything, just the way Booke likes it. The waitress turned and walked away.
I poured each of us a glass of beer, and we started drinking it as we talked. We had another beer each before the waitress returned with the pizza.
The pizza was very good, and we took our time eating it and drinking our beer as we talked. We were having a good time when the waitress came back over.
"You two are really having a good time. Are you celebrating something?" she asked.
"Yeah, we are. My girlfriend made the f'ockey team at St. Mary's, and we'll both be coming here next year. We're really excited about it."
"Congratulations," the waitress said to Brooke. "The next pitcher's on me."
She turned and went back to draw us another pitcher from the tap.
"Did you hear what you told her?" Brooke asked me.
"You called me your girlfriend."
"Well, what am I supposed to call you? You are my girlfriend, aren't you?"
"Yeah, I certainly am," Brooke replied as she kissed me.
The waitress returned soon with our second pitcher of beer, of which we only drank about half. Brooke and I each had three or four beers during our meal. I've never known her to drink much, but I do on occasion; but this was a lot for me.
Looking at her watch, Brooke said, "We better get out of here, we're supposed to pick up Amanda and Liz in a few minutes."
We got up and I paid the waitress, giving her a very generous tip. I think she knew it was because of the beer. She smiled at us and congratulated Brooke again on making the team.
When we got outside, we could hear the music playing from the frat house, which was only a few blocks away.
"The party sounds like it's going strong," I said to Brooke.
"Yeah, it does."
I decided to leave my car in the parking lot and walk back to the hotel. I could get it in the morning.
We got back to our hotel and went to the room. Brooke said that she had to freshen up a bit, whatever that means. After she finished, I went in the bathroom and took a piss and combed my hair. Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt ready to head over to the hotel and get the girls and then walk on to the party.
When I went back into the bedroom, Brooke was putting on a little make up. She doesn't wear much. She doesn't need it with all her natural beauty. She looked stunning sitting there at the mirror.
When she finished, we left the hotel to get Amanda and Liz, who were impatiently waiting for us in the lobby when we arrived.
"Where've you been?" Amanda shouted across the lobby to Brooke as we walked up to them.
Both these girls were knockouts. Amanda was the taller of the two, had long, slender legs, and was a little taller than the Brooke, too. She had an athletic body, but not as developed as either Brooke or Liz. Amanda had long, curly blonde hair that came down just a little over her shoulders. She was wearing white shorts and a tight white top, which was tucked into her shorts. She was also wearing sandals. She wasn't showing any flesh in the midriff like Brooke, which I found to be a little disappointing. She was lean, and her tits were the smaller of the three girls, but she had a beautiful face and sexy eyes.
Amanda walked up to me and asked Brooke if she was going to introduce us, or what. Brooke introduced me to Amanda and Liz, saying that I was her boyfriend.
Liz came over to greet me, and she also looked stunning. She looked like she was Polynesian to me. She had a darker complexion, and her skin was flawless; perfect, if you asked me. She had on white shorts, but they weren't as short as Amanda's or Brooke's. Her legs were more muscular than either Brooke's or Amanda's. She was wearing a top similar to Brooke's, although it was quite colorful. It was not tucked in like Amanda's, but hung down, stopping about three or four inches above her waist. Her breasts were the largest of the three girls, and the front of her top drooped down showing them off. She had a huge rack on her. Her ass was sweet, too. Round and firm. "I'm a lucky guy, getting to take the three of you to the party!" I said to them.
They laughed at that. Amanda said, "I know you're taken, so I'm going to mingle when I get there."
"Me too," replied Liz.
As we started walking to the frat house, I warned them about taking drinks offered to them by any of the guys. I told them to make sure they got their own beer, and straight from the tap. Guys were known to mess with girls' drinks at these parties.
They didn't pay much attention to me, saying that they'd met some of the guys, and they weren't like that at all. I didn't tell them what those guys were saying about them at the tryouts; I figured that they'd have to do it their way.
Brooke put her arm around me as we walked, and we soon arrived at the party.
Once we got inside, we could tell that the party had been going for some time. Several of the girls had already paired up with guys, and were making out all over the place.
Walking toward the drink and snack table, Brooke noticed a mattress on the floor in the middle of the room.
"What the hell's that for?" she asked.
"If we stay long enough, I'm sure we'll find out. I've seen some videos of frat parties, and they always end with a guy and girl, or more, doing it on the mattress in front of everyone."
"You've got to be k**ding! They really do that?"
"That, and more. This place will be hopping in an hour or so, and you'll see plenty of nudity before the night's over. There'll be tits everywhere."
"Are you k**ding?"
"Nope. Unless this is an unusual party, that's the way I hear they usually turn out."
"I need another beer," Brooke said after that.
We walked over to the kegs and I drew a beer for each of us, and handed Brooke's to her. "Don't let anyone else give you a drink, Brooke. Just me. Promise?"
"Yeah, I promise, and besides, I'm not leaving your side!"
Amanda and Liz started mingling with the guys, who were all glad they came. One walked up to Amanda and started kissing and groping her, and she just went with it. Another came up to Liz and did the same. The two guys handed them each a beer. They stood and talked with them for several minutes. Once they downed their beers, the four of them started dancing.
Over in the corner I noticed a guy and girl making out, and she had already taken her top off. "See what I told you?" I said to Brooke, nodding in their direction. Brooke looked over and saw that the girl was naked from the waist up and the guy was kissing her and rubbing her tits.
"Oh. My. God," Brooke said, staring at the couple. "You weren't k**ding, were you?"
Then she nodded to the other corner, and I saw a girl with her top off and the guy kissing her and feeling her pussy through her panties. Her pants were gone too.
"She's one of the f'ockey team members from St. Mary's. She's the one who said she wanted to get laid tonight. I guess she'll get her wish."
I looked at her again, and she really was beautiful, too. She was kissing the guy hard, and letting him rub her pussy in front of everyone. "I doubt her panties stay on much longer," I said to Brooke, who pulled me away so I'd stop looking at her future team mate.
I thought the party was moving along quit quickly, until I noticed the time. It has been going on for about an hour and a half by now, and someone mentioned that the girls who are on the team already came early, so they could get their pick of guys; however, some of them refused to hook up, until the fresh meat arrived, so he said.
Brooke and I mingled around the crowd, noticing that there were other couples going at it in other rooms, however nobody was completely nude, yet. There were several girls topless, and a few down to their panties.
Brooke and I danced some, while warming up to the crowd. Around nine o'clock some of the guys started yelling, "Beer Pong, Beer Pong," while setting up a table in what would have been the dining room.
Liz came running up to Brooke asking if she wanted to play.
"Come on, Brooke, this would be fun!" Liz told her.
"No way I'm playing beer pong," Brooke replied. "Get Amanda to play."
"I've looked all over for Amanda, and haven't seen her since we finished dancing with those guys. She walked off with one of them."
Brooke and I quickly scanned the room, and neither of us saw her, either.
"Come on, Brooke, it's really easy to play. I play with my b*****rs at home, and I always beat them."
I wondered what Liz meant by that; I can't imagine her playing beer pong with her b*****rs. That was an interesting insight into Liz.
Liz ran up to the table and said that she wanted to play. Another girl, who just made the team, joined Liz at one end of the table, while two good looking frat b*****rs stood at the other end.
One guy, not playing, held a mic as he started to explain the rules, which were abbreviated from the normal beer pong rules, which can be rather complicated.
He introduced the players, having them call out their names. Liz and Kristen against Todd and Blake.
"Ok, gang, here's how were playing. This first game will be one of 'Strip Beer Pong."
I looked over at Liz, and she didn't seem concerned at all that they were playing for clothing. The other girl, Kristen, seemed to have reservations, but after talking it over with Liz, decided to remain in the game.
"The rules will be simplified for our guests, who may be unfamiliar with the game. Each player must have on six articles of clothing. Shoes count. Ten cups of beer will be placed at each end of the table, arranged in a pyramid, with four cups in the back, three next, then two, and one in the front."
While he was saying this, two other frat b*****rs set the cups on the table. I quickly noticed that there was much more beer in the cups at the girl's end than the boys end, but I guess that was to be expected.
"There will be ten cups of beer at each end of the table. Each team plays their two balls, and then we see who wins the first round. For instance, if one team gets two balls in and the other gets one, the team that got two wins, and the other team has to drink one beer and shed an article of clothing each. I'll keep track to make sure there's no cheating! After the game, the losing team has to drink all the beer of the opposing team, remove any remaining articles of clothing, and pay the consequence chosen by the winning team. You can toss or bounce the ball in the cup, and there are no blocked shots. Elbow rule applies, watch the red line, please, or your ball will be disqualified."
One player from each side will toss a ball simultaneously to see which team goes first.
Liz took a ball as did one of the guys, and they threw together. Liz's ball went right in the cup, while the guy's hit the rim and bounced off the table. Liz and Kristen were to go first.
Kristen went first, and her ball hit the rim and bounced into another cup. One in. Liz shot, and like before, her ball went right in a cup. Two in.
The guys went next, and neither of them got a ball in a cup, so they had to drink the two cups of beer and take off two articles of clothing each. They drank the beer and kicked off their shoes. The two cups were removed from the table, leaving eight.
The guys shot first this time, and they got one ball in a cup. The girls shot next. Liz's ball went in and so did Kristen's. The girls won, two to one, so the guys had to remove another article of clothing, and drink one of the beers. They did. The girls still had all ten of their cups, while there were only seven remaining at the guys' end of the table. The guys pulled off their outer shirts.
The girls shot first, and neither got a ball in a cup. The guys shot, and two balls went in, so the girls had to drink two beers and remove two articles of clothing. Liz and Kristin chugged their beers and kicked off their sandals.
The next round was a tie, so neither team lost any clothing or had to drink a beer.
It was the girls turn to go first, and neither of them got a ball in a cup. With only seven cups on the guys end of the table now, it was a little more difficult.
The guys went next. The first one bounced his ball off the table and it went in. The second did the same. Two balls in. Liz and Kristen had to drink another two beers and remove two articles of clothing each. They both took off their tops and pants, and were standing at their end of the table in their underwear, as the crowd started to cheer. They loved seeing the girls lose. The girls, who had been drinking for an hour, had just consumed two large beers each in the past few minutes, and it was apparent that they were getting d***k. They were giggly and shouting, generally making a scene.
The guys went first this round, and as they shot, the girls pushed their chests out to distract them, and it worked as both missed.
Liz took her time with her shot, and showing her skill, bounced a ball in a cup. One in. Kristen also took her time, shot a ball in a cup. The guys missed on both shots, so they had to remove two articles of clothing and drink another two beers. They each shed their undershirts and pants, and were now down to their underwear. One wore boxers and the other briefs.
The game was getting serious now. The girls had on only two articles of clothing, and the guys one. This game would be over before long.
The guys started rubbing their cocks through their underwear, telling the girls how much they were going to enjoy having them suck them off after the next round, which was rather bold, since they were losing.
The girls went first. Liz shot very carefully, and her ball went in. Kristen missed. One ball in a cup.
The guys went next, and each of them shot a direct shot into a cup. The girls lost by one so they each had to remove an article of clothing and drink a beer. They shared a cup of beer, and then, very seductively shed their bras.
The game was really getting interesting now. Liz and Kristen were strutting their stuff, and both appeared to be wasted. They were playing with each other's tits, and slapping each other on the ass, which was now the only covered part of their bodies. Neither seemed to have any inhibitions about standing in front of everyone in only their panties.
With both teams down to one article of clothing, the game would soon end.
The guys went first, and one ball went in, one missed.
Girls' time. With two balls in, the girls would win. Liz shot, and her ball bounced off a rim and onto the floor.
Kristen took her time. She tossed her ball and it hit a rim and spun around it twice before dropping in. The game was a tie.
To make it interesting, the leader said that each player had to drink a beer. Liz and Kristen each chugged a beer, as did the guys. There were only three cups at each end of the table, and the leader racked them so that they were in a pyramid. It would make it easier to get a ball in this time.
Liz and Kristen went first. Liz carefully took aim, shot, and bouncing off another cup, her ball went in.
Kristen got a very serious look on her face, knowing that if they lost this round she would have to remove all her clothing, but I really didn't think this mattered that much at this point. I suspected that they would get naked regardless of the outcome of the game.
Kristen shot, and her ball went in. They got both of them in. The guys would have to do the same or they would lose the game, and have to perform for the girls.
The guys looked a little nervous, although I doubt that if they lost it would be the first time their cocks had been exposed at one of these parties.
The first guy shot and his ball went in a cup. The girls, trying to distract the second guy as he prepared to shoot, started making with each other, and then Liz started sucking Kristen's tits, while Kristen slid her hand inside the front of Liz's panties. Christ, that was erotic. I have to admit that I was starting to get hard watching the two of them. Liz brought her mouth back up to Kristen's, and they started making out again, with Kristen still rubbing Liz's pussy. They showed some erotic tongue action, and they were both hotties. I have always enjoyed watching girls make out. Brooke and her f'ockey friends sometimes kiss each other when they know I'm looking, just to tease me.
The second guy was obviously distracted because he was watching the girls intensely as he shot his ball. It hit the rim of one cup, hit the rim of a second cup, and then bounced on the table and then on the floor. To the cheers of all the girls in the room, Liz and Kristen were proclaimed the winners. The guys had to come to their end of the table and drink their remaining three cups of beer. They chugged them right down. All the girls stared chanting, "Take it off, take it off, take it off," as the guys had to remove their remaining article of clothing.
The guys didn't hesitate to drop their underpants, and as they did, it was obvious that they were aroused, as each had an erection. Their cocks popped up as their underwear went down. The crowd cheered as they stripped.
The leader, still holding a mic, asked the girls if they had chosen a consequence for the guys. Liz grabbed the mic and said, "Since they were so eager to get a blow job, they get to eat us out until we cum!" she shouted.
The leader took the mic from Liz and announced that action would take place on the mattress so all could watch. The crowd started cheering again.
We all moved to the room with the mattress. As we made our way there, I noticed that several of the girls had shed their tops. There were tits everywhere. We also noticed that the girl from the team, who wanted to get laid, was on one of the couches with her legs spread and hanging over the edge, with a different guy standing in front of her, fucking her hard.
"I guess she got her wish," Brooke said as we both looked at them. There was another couple doing it on one of the chairs. The guy was on the bottom, and the girl was sitting on his cock, bouncing up and down, oblivious to the people around her.
"Do you see Amanda anywhere?" Brooke asked. I scanned the crowd again, but didn't see her. "Nope," I replied.
Liz and Kristen were led to the mattress and both sat down, leaned back, pulled off their panties, and spread their legs, with their knees up. God they looked good spread out like that.
The guys, cocks still hard, got down on their knees in front of the girls and started eating them out. The cheers were loud at first. Liz was rubbing her tits, while Kristen was motionless. Liz reached over and started rubbing Kristen's tits, grabbed Kristen's hands and put them on her tits. The guys kept eating away at the girl's pussies. After a few minutes, Kristen took the initiative, leaned over to Liz, and started making out with her, while still rubbing Liz's tits. God this was an erotic sight. They continued kissing as the guys ate away. Both girls looked quite excited, getting off with the guys eating them. This continued for some time, until the girls decided they guys had eaten them long enough, and obviously wanted more.
Liz broke the kiss with Kristen, leaned forward, grabbed her partner by the arms and pulled him on top of her. He grabbed his hard cock and placed it at the entrance to her pussy, and, grabbing his ass, Liz pulled him into her. I was standing at their feet, and had full view of this guys hard cock as it parted Liz's pussy and slid inside. The two of them started fucking hard.
Not wanting to be outdone, the guy with Kristen leaned forward, brought his groin to hers, and entered her. Both girls were getting fucked, and fucked hard.
The crowd cheered as the two pairs started fucking, on the mattress, in front of nearly everyone in the room.
"Well, now I know what the mattress is for," Brooke said, laughing.
We watched Liz and Kristen as they got fucked on the mattress. They continued for several minutes, until each started to climax. The guys were very focused on their fucking, and each continued until they came, along with the girls. The guy with Kristen pulled out as he came, and ejaculated all over her stomach, some of it shooting to her tits, with one glob hitting her in the face. The guy with Liz started to withdraw, but Liz grabbed his ass, wrapped her legs around him tight, and held him inside her as he came. The four of them were exhausted from their orgasms, and fell beside each other on the mattress. The crowd cheered as the first two couples had fucked on the mattress. I suspected that they wouldn't be the last before the night was over.
The crowd started to break up. Brooke and I went to the kegs and got another beer each, and I got part of a sub. There was still plenty of food remaining, and several untapped kegs of beer.
Brooke and I mingled through the crowd. We paused against a wall when Brooke started kissing me. Holding my beer in one hand, I reached around her and pulled her in tight. We made out for a long time, while drinking on our beers between kisses. I finished my sandwich and both of us finished our beers, and as we walked back toward the room with the food, the song started, and I got an erection.
You guessed it. MC Hammer's "You Can't Touch This." As the song started, blaring loudly through the house, Brooke started her dance routine. She sat down her beer and started right in. When it got to, "You Can't Touch This," Brooke leaned back, spread her knees apart, covered her crotch with her hand, and sang the words looking directly at me. People started to notice, and soon there was a crowd around us, cheering her on. She did look fantastic as she danced, and her routine was flawless. Soon after the start of the song, I heard those familiar words, "My, my, my, my," and as she had done so many times when she and her f'ockey friends performed this dance at our house, Brooke, very erotically, and in complete rhythm with the music, pulled off her top and tossed it to me. The crowd went wild as Brooke continued her routine wearing her shorts and bra. God, she looked so fucking sexy. Brooke, with her finger, motioned for me to join her. While I'd never performed this routine before, I'd seen it many times, so I joined her on the dance floor. We danced together, with me following her lead. The crowd started singing and clapping along as we danced. I immediately noticed that the DJ was playing the longer version of the song, the one from the video, which lasts over four and a half minutes. I wasn't sure I could keep up this aerobic routine that long, but I was giving it my best try.
Brooke looked awesome doing her routine. I was just window dressing, I knew, but it was fun.
At one point, Brooke broke the routine, swirled into me, and kissed me hard, just before MC sang, "You Can't Touch This," and Brooke broke the kiss, spread her knees apart, covered her crotch, and sang along with MC. Everyone was laughing at this, and having a good time.
It seemed like the song would never end, and both Brooke and I were covered with sweat. It was a little warm in the house, and the dancing was taking its toll on me, however it didn't look as though it was having any affect on Brooke. She kept her routine without missing a beat. It was well rehearsed and she was doing it perfectly.
I felt good as we neared the end of the song, and I suspected that Brooke was glad it was almost over as well.
Just as Hammer sang, "Break it down," near the end of the song, Brooke didn't miss a beat. In one swift motion, she unfastened and unzipped her shorts, pulled them off, and tossed them to me. I caught them and watched her as she performed the final minute of her dance routine in her bra and bikinis, which had pulled down some in the back when she removed her shorts, exposing a small part of her crack. The crowd went wild, laughing, cheering, clapping, and singing along with the song. Brooke had worked up quite a sweat by the end of the song. When the music stopped, she flung herself into me, threw her arms around my neck, brought her lips to mine and kissed me hard, driving her tongue deep inside my mouth. I instinctively slid my hands under her panties to her firm ass, cupping both cheeks, as Brooke bent her right leg up behind her, ending the dance on a high note.
As the crowd clapped, Brooke whispered in my ear, "Take me upstairs."
I grabbed her by the hand and led her through the room to the stairs, and we ran up to the second floor.
"We need to get a room, Steven."
We opened the first door we came to and started to go inside, when we noticed it was occupied. There was a girl flat on her back on the bed, and a guy standing between her legs, which were over his shoulders, fucking her hard.
Brooke looked at me and said, "Well, we found Amanda!"
"Sure is," Brooke replied.
I looked at her and noticed that Brooke was right. Amanda was getting drilled. Her face was toward us, but her eyes were closed. The guy didn't look up at us either, as we slowly closed the door.
We walked across the hallway, but didn't open that door. The sounds emanating from inside told us that the room was occupied.
We went to the third bedroom and opened the door. The light was on and the room was empty. Brooke and I stepped inside, and just as we entered the room, Brooke started kissing me.
"God," she said, out of breath, "I can't believe I did that. Oh my god."
"I couldn't believe it either, but you did a great job. You preformed the routine perfectly!" I replied.
"Did I embarrass you?"
"No, not at all. You looked great out there."
"Thank you. You didn't look bad yourself. I didn't know you knew the routine that well."
"I didn't either, but once I got started, it came easily. Hell, I've seen it enough."
Brooke plowed her tongue back into my mouth as I groped her ass. She slid her finger down my chest, pushing my shirt off and onto the floor. She then moved her hands to my shorts, unbuckling them and unzipping them as they fell to my feet. Through my boxers, Brooke felt my hard cock.
"I guess you did enjoy the routine," she said while gently stroking my cock with her hand now inside the fly. Brooke put her hands on the waist band of my boxers and slowly pushed them down over my erect cock, letting them drop to the floor, as I stepped out of them. She kissed me again on the mouth, and then licked down my neck, sucked briefly on each of my nipples, licked my chest, and followed my treasure trail down to my pubes. Brooke stopped there and looked back up at me.
"When we get back to the hotel, I'm trimming these pubes. They tickle my nose!"
My pubes are thick. I have just a small amount of hair on my chest, but a definite treasure trail leading down to my full pubes. I had thought of trimming them a couple of times, they're so full, but thought that might be kinda gay, so I never did. When we get back to the hotel, I'll let her.
"We can take care of that," I said.
"I'll just trim them back a little, if you don't mind," she replied.
Brooke then went to work on my cock, taking my entire length into her mouth and throat, sucking me hard.
I dropped my hands to her head, feeling the motion of her head as she sucked me off. God, this felt good. Brooke continued sucking me with no sense of abandonment. She wanted my cock and I was more than willing to give it to her. She continued sucking, swirling her tongue around my shaft, licking from the base to the head several times. One of her hands went to my balls as she played with them while sucking my hard cock.
"I love your cock, Steven," Brooke said, although it was obvious that she loved sucking me off. I have to say that I was enjoying it as much as she was.
I looked down at her, and it seemed like she was enjoying it. She was making love to my cock, licking it and sucking it while still fondling my balls. God this felt good. I loved my s****r, and I loved her mouth on me, anywhere. As she rubbed my balls, she took her other hand and started rubbing my ass. God, it felt good.
I lost track of time with my s****r sucking me off. She never stopped, either, for a long time.
She licked my shaft several times, licked the head, and then surrounded my cock again with her mouth, and slid all the way down to my pubes, which I noticed, were tickling her nose. She had to scratch it a couple of times while she continued sucking.
"God, Brooke, I'm warning you, I'm about to cum!"
Brooke removed her mouth from my cock, looked up at me, and said, "That's the point. I want your cum. Cum in my mouth, Steven, cum in my mouth."
Brooke returned to my cock, and slid her soft mouth over the head while licking it, and then she slid her mouth down on my cock, while licking the underside as she did so. I knew I wasn't going to last long.
She sucked my cock all the way in, then slowly slid her mouth over my cock, dragging her tongue against the underside of my shaft, as she made her way to the head, and then slid her mouth back down. She repeated this, slowly, several times, when I began to feel my legs tingle and my cum rising. I pressed forward into her mouth as I shot my first load. Brooke moaned as the first load entered her mouth, causing her to clamp down harder on my cock as she sucked the cum out. I thrust several more times into her mouth, each time shooting another load. Six or seven ejaculations hit her tongue and the back of her throat as I emptied my balls into my s****r's mouth. Brooke continued sucking my cock long after I shot my loads into her. I could feel the sensation of her swallowing my cum several times.
Finally, she pulled her mouth off my cock, stood up, leaned into me and kissed me. There was plenty of tongue action as we kissed, and as we did so, I dropped my hands to her ass again, and pulled her in as close as I possibly could.
"I love you, Steven. I love you so fucking much," Brooke whispered into my ear.
"God, Brooke, I love you too," I replied.
Brooke looked over at the bed and said, "When we first came in here, I wanted you to throw me on that bed and have you fuck my brains out; but look at it."
I looked over at the bed, and it was obvious that it had been used several times this evening. It was a mess. There was a huge wet spot in the middle, and I also noticed two used condoms on the floor, along with a pair of panties.
"Someone had a good time in here," I said.
"Yeah, I guess so," Brooke replied while looking at the mess. "I wanted you to fuck me, but once I looked at the bed, Christ, I wouldn't touch it, let alone let you fuck me on it."
"Yeah, that is nasty," I replied.
Brooke kissed me again, and then said she was ready to go back to the hotel and finish the job.
"We better see if we can find the girls, I don't want to leave them here," I said.
"Well, we know where Amanda is, or was," Brooke said, laughing.
"Yeah, we'll have to wait until she's finished. We can't leave them here," I said.
"Let's get dressed and go downstairs and look for 'em," Brooke suggested, adding, "I could use another beer, and some FOOD!"
We got dressed and walked out of the room. As we passed the room Amanda was in, one guy was leaving and another was going in, and I didn't think the guy coming out was the one we saw in there half an hour ago. My initial instinct was to check on Amanda, but I decided to leave her alone, as it really wasn't any of my business anyway. It was a decision that I would soon regret.
Brooke and I made our way downstairs and through the crowd to the food table. There was some food left, but most of it had been eaten already. Brooke stopped to fix each of us a sandwich as I walked over to the kegs to get us each a beer. After pouring two beers, I joined Brooke over by the food table. She had managed to sc**** together enough to make each of us a sandwich and found some chips. We finished our food as people came up to us, especially Brooke, and complemented her on the dance routine earlier. It seemed like everyone enjoyed it. Some even commented on my dancing, which I know wasn't nearly as good, or appealing, as hers.
After we finished our beers and food, I went back over to the kegs to get one final beer for each of us before we left the party. While drawing our beers, a d***k frat boy came up and started talking with me like we were old friends.
"Hey man, how's it hanging?"
"Fine," I replied, while trying to get away from him. He already had an arm d****d around my shoulder.
"We've got some good action going on upstairs if you want a piece of it," he said, slurring every other word.
"Not interested," I replied.
"C'mon man, this is too good to pass up. We have a new field hockey player, and she's DTF! You need to get some of this, I did. Hell, we all have!" he said laughing.
I immediately thought about Amanda, and was sure she was who he was talking about.
"You got her on something?" I asked, trying to get more information out of him.
"Nah . . . didn't have to. She was making out with a friend of mine at the beginning of the party and then they went to his room. He said I could tag along. After he did'er, she asked me to fuck'er too, so I did. My friend went to get some others, and she did all of them and more. She's wasted, but its only the beer. She hasn't had anything else that I know of."
I thanked him for the information and went to get Brooke, while he was yelling at me, "Better get you a piece of that ass!"
I gave Brooke her beer and told her what the guy told me. We both knew it had to be Amanda, and decided that we better go rescue her, for her own good, whether she was aware of it or not.
We made our way through the crowd and back up the stairs to the room where we saw Amanda earlier. I opened the door, walked in, and found a guy zipping up his pants.
"She's all yours now," he said, "but I think she's worn out. There's not much action from her. She just kinda lays there and takes it."
I walked over to the bed as he left the room, Brooke behind me. Amanda was on the bed on her back, arms over her head, legs apart and hanging over the corner of the bed, just as the guy left her.
"Are you gonna fuck me now?" she asked me as I walked over to her.
"No, Amanda, I'm not going to fuck you."
"How'd you know my name?" She asked.
"I'm Steven. You came with me, Brooke and Liz to the party. Do you remember that?" I asked.
"Yeah, I remember that, and I remember wanting to fuck you, too. You sure you don't wanna?"
"Amanda, I'm with Brooke, remember?"
"That's ok, I won't say anything to Brooke about it if you do."
"You just did, she's right here behind me. We're gonna get you cleaned up and take you home."
Amanda giggled, looked over at Brooke and said, "Sorry about that Brooke. He's so fucking cute, though."
Amanda was a mess. It was quite obvious that she'd several partners tonight.
"Amanda, I need to ask you something. Did anyone f***e you to do this? Did they give you anything? A pill or anything?"
Amanda started crying. She was talking, but much of it was incoherent due to her crying and her state of inebriation.
"Nobody f***ed me to do anything, and I don't think they gave me anything. I was making out with some guy downstairs. He said I was pretty, and he wanted to take me to his room where it would be more private. Once we got here we started making out and he took off my clothes and said he wanted to do it with me. I'd never done it before, and wanted to see what it was like. We fucked, and then he asked his friend if he wanted to fuck me too. I was willing, at first, and then after the first couple of guys, I thought it really didn't matter, and just went with everything."
"Are you sure nobody f***ed themselves on you?"
She was answering, but not making much sense. She would come and go, sometimes speaking clearly, for someone who was inebriated, other times, barely coherent. As far as I could ascertain, nobody f***ed themselves on her or gave her anything other than beer, but they certainly took advantage of her innocence and state of d***kenness. I felt bad that I let it go on for so long, as I was fairly certain at the time this is what was happening. She closed her eyes as if she was falling asl**p again.
"Amanda, wake up, we need to get you cleaned up and out of here," I said to her several times, getting little or no response.
"We're gonna have to clean her up and get her dressed," I said to Brooke, who looked like she was about to vomit. I was right. She rushed out the door and threw up in the hallway. I followed her outside. Brooke is a very audible vomiter; has been all her life, and this was no different. Just the sight of Amanda made her sick, and she was not quiet about it as she threw up in the hall.
"Steven, I don't think I can go back in there, she looks so pitiful. I can't believe she let them do that . . ."
"Ok, you stand by the door and don't let anyone go in. I'll try to find something to clean her up a little before I dress her. I can't put her clothes back on her as she is, and I'm not going to parade her through the crowd looking like she does now," I said as I rushed down the hall to the bathroom. Why I thought I'd find anything in there to clean Amanda up, I'll never know. The place was a mess. I went back into the hall and found a linen closet, which, amazingly, had some clean towels and washcloths. I wet the wash cloths and I grabbed a bottle of body wash from the shower and took it with me back to the room, where I found Brooke waiting patiently for my return. There was no one else in the hall.
"I at least want you in the room with me when I clean her up, Brooke. I don't want to be in there alone with her, the way she is and all."
"Fine. I'll go in, and I'll try to help, but I'm not promising I won't get sick again, but I'll try not to."
Brooke went in with me, and we walked over to the bed beside Amanda. I tried talking to her again, but she wasn't making any sense at all. She would, however, follow commands. I took the washcloths and put some of the body wash on them and began washing Amanda off enough that we could get her dressed. We would have to give her a shower when we got her back to the hotel, but I wanted to get her clean enough that we could dress her.
After washing her up some, I dried her off. I asked Brooke to look for her clothes, which she soon found in a pile in a corner of the room. Brooke was able to help me get Amanda dressed, and by the time we finished, Amanda started coming around some, and was more talkative.
"Amanda, we're gonna take you back to our hotel room and get you a shower and then try to get you sobered up some before we take you back to your hotel and your mother," I shared with her.
Amanda thanked me, and then started crying. "I don't know why you're doing all this for me, I'm nothing but a . . ."
I cut her off before she could go any further.
"Don't worry about anything now, we'll talk later. We just want to get you out of here. Do you think you can walk?" I asked her.
"I can try," she said, while trying to stand. While wobbly, she was able to stand and then walk, with assistance from me and Brooke. We made our way to the door, down the hall and down the stairs, where we met Liz.
"You guys leaving?" Liz asked.
"Yeah, we need to get Amanda sobered up before we take her back to the hotel room. Can you come along and give us some help?" I asked.
"No fucking way I'm taking care of that slut," Liz responded. I thought momentarily about the irony of that statement, with the show Liz put on earlier in the evening, but I let it slide. "I'm staying here for a while, and then I'm going back to the hotel. I'm not messing around with her."
"Fine," I said, taking Amanda outside for some fresh air. I knew she'd never make it walking back to the hotel. Looking down the street I spotted a taxi. I waved at him, and he started his engine and pulled up in front of us.
I told him the name of our hotel, and he knew the place. I'm sure these frat parties give them much business, at least I hoped so. There was nobody in there tonight who was in any shape to drive home.
I asked the driver to take us to the side door so we wouldn't have to go through the lobby holding Amanda up. The door at the side was next to the elevator, so we could take that to our floor. I paid the driver and we got out. With Brooke and me bracing her, Amanda was able to walk to the hotel and to the elevator. We finally made it to our room, and let Amanda lie down on the bed.
"Whew," Brooke sighed, "I didn't think we were ever going to get back here. This room looks good to me now."
"Yeah, it does. Now we need to get her showered and sobered up some. You start the coffee and I'll start the shower," I told Brooke.
Leaving Amanda on the bed, I walked into the bathroom and started the shower. I left it on the cool side, hoping that it would sober her up faster. We needed to wash her good, and wash her hair, which was matted.
When I returned to the bedroom, Brooke was making the coffee, so I started undressing Amanda.
"Amanda, we're going to get you in the shower to clean you up and sober you up some before taking you back to your hotel. Is that ok with you?"
"Yeah, that's ok. Thank you for taking care of me. I'm such a fuck up," Amanda said as she started to cry again.
I removed the clothing I had just put on her a few minutes ago, and got her ready for the shower. Amanda, with our help, was able to make it to the shower, but was not able to wash herself. Brooke and I got her into the shower, and Brooke held her as I washed her again. I started with her hair, and washed it for a long time. Amanda seemed to enjoy it as I lathered her hair and massaged her scalp, trying to get everything out of her hair. After finishing her hair, I thoroughly washed the rest of her body. Amanda helped some, and Brooke held her steady as I finished up. We got her out of the shower, and as Brooke held her, I dried her off and dried her hair. Amanda was able to brush through her hair, but that was about all she could do for herself.
Brooke got out some panties for me to put on Amanda. We threw Amanda's old ones away. The rest of her clothes were in good enough shape for her to wear home. After we got her dressed, Brooke gave her some coffee, and she sipped at it for a few minutes.
The three of us sat down on the side of the bed, with Amanda between us. Brooke took the hairbrush from Amanda and began brushing her hair for her as we talked. Amanda had one cup of coffee and I got her a second cup. I didn't really know if it would help that much, but it was the least we could do for her.
Amanda admitted that she wouldn't have thought of doing what she did if she hadn't been drinking so much, and was very much embarrassed by the events of the evening. I asked her if she was on the pill, and she said that she wasn't. I suggested that she go to the pharmacy in the morning and get a morning after pill and take it. I also suggested that she go to the doctor when she got home to make sure she didn't pick up a STD. I was sure that the chances were good since she had sex with six or more, probably more, guys. After about an hour, we were ready to take Amanda back to her hotel. I left to get the car, and told Brooke that I'd call when I got back to the hotel. Amanda thought she could walk down to the car, but Brooke insisted that she stay with her until I got back.
About twenty minutes later I had retrieved my car from the restaurant where Brooke and I had dinner, called Brooke, and the two of them came through the front door. I opened the door for Amanda and she got into the back seat. Brooke got in front with me. We drove over to Amanda's hotel and I parked close to the lobby entrance. The three of us went into the hotel, got on the elevator and went to Amanda's room. She said that she and her mother had a two bedroom suite, and she was sure that her mother was already in bed in her room, and didn't think that she'd run into her. Amanda used her key card to open the door. She kissed both me and Brooke on the cheek and thanked us for taking care of her. Brooke said that she'd call her in the morning just to check on her. As Amanda went into her room and closed her door, both Brooke and I gave a sigh of relief.
Brooke didn't say anything as we drove back to the hotel. When we got inside our room, she threw her arms around me and kissed me.
"God that was awful," she said.
"Yeah, it really was. I hope she does ok. I feel bad that I didn't do something earlier to stop her, but it sounded like she did it on her own free will, even though she was d***k and all."
"I'm ready for bed, Steven. This evening has worn me out."
I agreed, and the two of us stripped down and crawled into the bed together. I kissed Brooke a couple of times, but neither of us were in the mood for anything else after all we'd been through. Brooke rolled over on her side, facing away from me. I slid up to her and spooned her. This is my favorite way to sl**p with her. I d****d my arms around her and gently rubbed her tits, kissed her neck, and soon we both fell asl**p.
I woke up the next morning to the sound of water running in the shower. Looking at the clock on the night stand, I noticed that we still had a couple of hours before we needed to be at the school to talk with the admissions director. I lay in the bed for a couple of minutes, waiting for Brooke to finish and return to the bedroom. Thinking of her in the shower, I started to get hard. I rubbed my cock for a few minutes, and then got out of the bed and made my way to the bathroom. As I entered the room, I could see Brooke through the glass walls of the shower stall. She looked so beautiful standing there, rinsing herself with the hand-held shower spray. Her hair was hanging down her back and around her right shoulder. Her luscious tits were pert, her nipples hard, as she sprayed the lather off her tight frame.
I walked over and opened the door, reached in and turning off the water, I pulled her close and kissed her. Brooke stepped out of the shower and kissed me as I wrapped one arm around her, and dropped the other to her firm ass. After kissing her for several minutes, I grabbed a towel and dried off every inch of her luscious body, took her by the hand, and led her back into the bedroom. She fell backwards onto the bed, and I joined her. With her back propped up by the several pillows on the bed, I lay beside her and started kissing her again.
While kissing her, I rubbed her thighs and her chest as she squirmed beside me, her legs wrapping around me. I grabbed her ass while we kissed, feeling the softness of one cheek and then the other. God, she felt so wonderful. I kissed her tits, and slowly moved down her chest, kissing her and licking her. I sat back and pulled her pussy to my crotch while kissing her and feeling her body. Brooke raised her legs so that they were over my shoulders as I started kissing her inner thighs and her pussy, with both hands on her tits. Brooke moaned wildly as I lapped away at her pussy. She sat up, bringing her crotch to mine, sitting on me and gyrating her hips against my cock, which was hard and flat against my abdomen. I reached around her and pulled her chest to mine, feeling the softness of her tits and the hardness of her nipples as they pressed against me. In one movement, Brooke rolled back and brought her legs back over her head, offering her pussy to my mouth. I started licking her pussy and her sweet ass with her legs bent back now to the point that her knees were almost touching the bed. I spread her knees apart and started licking her pussy and gently rubbing it. My tongue darted in and our of her wet hole as she brought her legs back down to the bed, spreading her knees wide apart as I licked her pussy and, reaching up, rubbed her hard nipples between my fingers. Brooke was moaning louder now as I continued sucking and fingering her. Her tits felt so soft, and her nipples grew harder to my touch. She looked so sexy with her legs spread, knees up, and pussy exposed to my every desire. I licked her pussy and her ass, getting her very wet. Brooke moved a hand to the back of my head, pressing my mouth tighter against her pussy. I moved my hands to her inner thighs as I rubbed them lightly while eating her out. Brooke continued to moan in pleasure.
I couldn't get enough of her sweet sex. Placing my hand back on her tits, I continued licking and sucking at her slit, while Brooke continued to moan, bucking her hips up, driving my tongue deeper into her pussy. I could smell the aroma of her sex, which was driving me wild. Lapping away at her pussy lips, I wanted more of her. I used my fingers to spread her lips apart, and licked rapidly up and down the outer flesh of her slit, tasting the sweet juices that were emitting from within. I licked every inch of her pubic area, sucking the juices, taking in as much of her as possible, while massaging her ass with both hands. I wanted her. God, I wanted her. I moved up so that I was kneeling over her, knees on either side of her, and brought my hard cock to her mouth. My s****r leaned forward, and started sucking my cock as I moved back and forth slowly. She continued to moan while sucking on my hardness. She licked the head of my cock. I grabbed it and rubbed it around her face and mouth, with her tongue lapping away at the head of my cock, tasting the pre cum as it oozed out of my slit. I leaned forward, allowing her head to rest back on the pillow as she sucked me, bring me intense pleasure with the softness of her lips and swiftness of her tongue. Brooke grabbed my cock and rubbed it slowly on her tits, with my pre cum leaving a trail on her flesh. While rubbing my hard cock all over her tits, she was looking at me with her sexy smile. She brought the head of my cock to her mouth, licked off my cum, and then took it back into her mouth. She continued sucking my hard cock while I reached around and began rubbing her slit. I wet my fingers to get her moist. She sucked away at my cock as I massaged her pussy with my fingers, driving them deep inside of her. We continued like this for a long time, giving each other the pleasure we each desired.
Brooke got up, turned around, pressed me back onto the bed so that I was facing her. She spread my legs and crawled up between them bringing her face to my face, her tongue to my tongue. She pressed her face hard against mine and kissed me passionately as I rubbed her back and ass. Brooke moved her face from mine, crawled down, and took my cock back into her mouth as I rubbed her back, neck, and tits. She started bobbing up and down on my cock rapidly, sucking it and pausing to lick it from my balls to the tip of my cock. She did this several times before she wrapped her lips around my cock and started sucking hard. God the feeling was awesome. My nude s****r was between my legs, sucking my cock and rubbing my thighs. She continued licking me and jacking my cock, licking my shaft and sucking the head of my cock, moaning louder and louder as she did so. I watched her face as she sucked me off, god she was so fucking beautiful. Up and down she went on my hard cock, stopping to lick the head several times. She then licked up the shaft of my cock, through my pubes to my abdomen, and licked her way up to my face and began kissing me again. She moved up so that she was now sitting on my hard cock while kissing me passionately, and grinding here pussy against my abdomen, with my cock just beneath her pussy.
Reaching down, I wrapped my hand around my cock and brought it to the entrance of her pussy, which was pulsating rapidly. I pressed my hard cock into her, and Brooke began raising and lowering her pussy over my cock. Reaching down, I grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands, and helped drive her up and down on my cock as we fucked. She would go all the way down, and then come back up, until my cock almost popped out, and then ram back down on me. I fucked her in this position for a long time, feeling the inner walls of her pussy as my hard cock filled her. Brooke leaned forward and braced herself on the headboard of the bed while she fucked my cock. She let loose of the headboard and dropped her face to mine, kissing me wildly as we continued fucking with her on top. She kissed my mouth, face, and then my neck. My cock continued fucking her sweet pussy as we kissed and ran our hands all over each other.
She now started bucking wildly on my hard cock while licking my face and neck, moaning loudly as she approached orgasm. She had never fucked me so violently. She leaned back and sat directly on my cock, which was now sticking straight up into her as she pounded up and down on me. She turned her face from side to side, shouting words I never thought she knew. God, she has a potty mouth during sex, which only served to turn me on even more. I reached up and started rubbing her tits and playing with her hard nipples as we fucked. Brooke bounced up and down hard on my erection as I leaned forward and garbed her around the waist, pulling her down hard on top of me. Brooke leaned back, bracing herself on the bed with her hands, pressing her pussy to my cock, displaying her body to me. She was so fucking beautiful.
She rolled off me, lay on her back, spread her legs, and had me fuck her while lying on my side, holding her leg up to allow my cock to fuck her freely. I held her leg in the air while I drove my cock into her repeatedly. Brooke grabbed the headboard to brace herself against the thrusts of my hard cock. She was pressing herself hard into my cock. It was a strange position, but the angle of my cock in her pussy was getting me off faster than I wanted, and I knew that I was not going to last much longer, the way we were fucking.
I thrust in and out of her, feeling her body as she started to scream in pleasure. Then I felt the pulsations of her pussy walls as she hit her orgasm, which instantly brought me over the top. Grabbing her tight, I started to violently ejaculate inside my s****r as she also hit her orgasm. She continued to squirm as my cock dropped out of her and I rubbed it against her. She leaned over and kissed me while rubbing my body and still gyrating against me. We kissed hard at first, but then slowed down. We held each other for several minutes, just savoring the moment and the experience.
"Oh my god, that was so fucking wonderful," Brooke said to me. "We need to trim those pubes of your's though. They still tickle my nose when I suck you."
I laughed at her last comment; however, I couldn't yet speak. I just looked at her beautiful eyes and stunning body. I couldn't believe she was mine, all mine. I wanted her more than anything. I never wanted to leave her. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her, and I knew she felt the same way.
I kissed her passionately, letting my actions be my response to our love. Dropping my hand to her slit, I rubbed our combined juices all over her pussy, feeling the tenderness of her womanhood. We kissed and held each other as we came down from the intensity of our love making.
"I wasn't expecting that when I got into the shower, but I really enjoyed it, Steven," Brooke said to me softly. "Sex with you is so, so real, if you know what I mean."
"It's so real because I love you so much. I never thought I could have these feelings for anyone, let alone my s****r, but I want you, Brooke, I want you forever. I don't just want to room with you, I want you for the rest of my life. I couldn't think of living without you."
"I feel the same way. I felt so out of place last night. That's not what I want out of college. I'm sorry if I embarrassed you with my little dance routine, but once I heard the music, something just sorta took over."
"You didn't embarrass me at all. I thought you looked awesome out there. Hell, I joined in, didn't I?"
"Yeah, you did, and that surprised me, too. I didn't know you knew the routine as well as you did."
"Hell, I've seen it enough times that I have it memorized. When you dance at the house, I can't keep my eyes off you."
"I always thought you enjoyed the other girls, not me."
"To be honest, then I enjoyed watching all four of you; but now, it's only you. All four of you look sexy when you dance, but it's you that I want. You have some beautiful friends, for sure, but none of them are as beautiful as you."
"Thank you, Steven. I take that as a big compliment."
We kissed again as I continued to feel her soft skin with my fingers, and the feeling of her tits pressed against my chest. I could hold her like this for ever. Hopefully, I'll somehow be able to.
"We need to clean up and get dressed and out of here. We need to get to the school," I said, breaking our embrace.
"I want to stay in bed with you all day! That's what I want to do."
"We'll have plenty of time for that, especially if I get into the school and we find an apartment. We'll have the rest of our lives together."
"Do you really think it'll work out?"
"I'm going to do whatever it takes to make it work, I can promise you that."
"That's exactly what I wanted to hear."
"Do you think I should call and check on Amanda?" Brooke asked.
"You could. I imagine she'll be embarrassed once she remembers what all went on last night. She'll have quite a hangover today as well, I'm sure."
"I'll give her a call and see if she's ok."
Brooke walked over to the desk and got her phone, then she sat down on the bed and called Amanda. I was surprised that she got an answer, but the two of them talked for several minutes before the call ended.
"How is she?" I asked.
"Humiliated. She said that she made the biggest mistake of her life, and she doesn't think she can accept the scholarship and come to St. Mary's now. She said she'd be too embarrassed to face anyone after last night."
"I think she's right. She'll never get over that. All the guys will see her as an easy lay if she comes here. I think her reputation here is shot."
"Yeah, I do too. One night can ruin your life I guess."
"Maybe not her life, but I don't see how she can come here now, after last night. Did she have any explanation?"
"She said what she said last night, that she enjoyed the attention the one guy was giving her, and when his friend joined in, she thought it was really awesome. She said that they kept telling her how pretty she was, and she felt really great, but then it quickly got out of control, and she knew they were all just using her. She remembered counting at least six guys who fucked her. She knew that she should have told them to stop, but for some reason she never did, and they just kept coming. She thinks now that there were several more who fucked her. She said she asked each one of them if they were going to fuck her too, and never told them not to. Each one asked her if he could, and she said yes. One tried to fuck her in the ass but she wouldn't let him, she does remember that; but she also said that she sucked off three or four of them too. She said it could have been ten or more all together. She was doing two at a time at one point, she remembers. She did apologize for trying to get you to fuck her too. At least she remembers that you didn't. She was also embarrassed that you had to help clean her up and give her a shower. She doesn't think she could ever look at you again after that."
"Yeah, I feel sorry for her, but it seems like it was what she wanted. I hope she recovers. Did she say anything about going to the doctor to get checked out?"
"She said that she's going for a walk this morning and will go to the d**g store to get a morning after pill. She also said that she would take your advice and go to the doctor when she gets home. I hope she does."
"I still feel bad that I didn't intervene. I should have stopped her when I saw the third guy going into the room, but I didn't know for sure she was still in there. Maybe I could have done something."
"She said for you not to feel guilty about that, it was her decision. It was a bad one, and she was d***k, but she said she still should have told them to stop; she just didn't."
"It's hard for me to know exactly what to do. I just hope I'm never in that position again."
"We just need to stay away from frat parties. I didn't have any fun at all until the dance, and then when you took me upstairs. That part was fun . . ."
"Yeah, I really enjoyed that part. The rest of the night was a nightmare, though."
"Well, it's over now. Amanda will have to deal with it, I suppose. It's her problem now, not ours. We did everything we could to get her cleaned up and back to her hotel. The rest is in her hands."
"Did she say anything about her mother?"
"She said that her mother was watching TV waiting up for her when she got back, but she managed to pull it off, at least her mother didn't say anything about it. She was glad we cleaned her up before we took her back to her room."
"I couldn't believe how Liz took off the way she did after the party. I thought she would help us out more," I said.
"Well, she didn't really know Amanda, or us for that matter. I guess she just wanted to get out of there."
"I suppose. We need to do that too, and head over to the school."
Brooke went into the bathroom to clean up more, and I got into the shower. When I got out and dried off, I went into the bedroom and found Brooke getting dressed. I walked over to the bed and watched her dress. God she is so fucking beautiful.
When Brooke finished dressing, I got dressed, and we left to get something to eat. After we finished, we drove over the school, parked, and went into the admissions office. We were there a few minutes early. In about ten minutes the secretary called my name, and Brooke and I went onto the office to meet with the admissions director.
After some introductions, the admissions director congratulated Brooke on making the Field Hockey team. She knew about Brooke's experience in high school and said that she would probably be a starter even as a freshman.
We told her that I wanted to transfer and that the two of us were thinking about getting an apartment together. She said that freshmen have to room in a dorm; however exceptions are made for students living with f****y members, and that could apply to the two of us; however, it would be unusual, but they have allowed siblings to share apartments before as freshmen, so it shouldn't be a problem.
She asked me about my grades at the community college, and I shared that I was on the dean's list both semesters and had a 3.95 GPA. She said that is wouldn't be any problem getting in. They work closely with community colleges, and was familiar with the one I attended. I would need to get a transcript to her soon, and if it compares with what I told her, there'd be no problem.
She gave me some financial aid and scholarship applications, and felt sure that I would get assistance. She also gave me a work-study application, suggesting that I could work on campus some as well, which could supply any remaining tuition after the financial aid and scholarships I might receive.
I took all the information and forms. She had me fill out a preliminary application so she could get some things started, and then sent us over to the housing office, where we could get some information on off campus housing. It was late for that, but she was sure we could find something. She suggested we find something close to campus, within walking distance. Brooke would have to make early morning practices during the season, so it would be good to be close.
Once we got to the housing office, we had to wait about thirty minutes before we saw anyone. The housing director was a man, and he was all business like, not personable like the other person. He gave us information on several apartment complexes that were close to the school, suggesting that we try three of them first before the others. They had some cool amenities like a work out room, pool, hot tub, etc., and sounded good. He also gave us a map of the area and highlighted the three places he suggested we look at first. He suggested that we do that today because the housing situation is tight, and we should find someplace fast, before they're all gone.
It was about 12:30 when we finished with both meetings, so we went to get some lunch before looking at apartments. We talked about how fun it would be to go to the same college, and how it would be to room together. We finished lunch and went to the first place on our list.
We found the office, and talked with the agent for a few minutes before she took us to see one of the apartments. It was nice, but small. It had two bedrooms, a kitchen and dinette, a living room, bathroom, and a washer and dryer. That was about it. We liked it, but thought we should look at the others too. Before we left, she showed us the pool and the work out room, which also had a small sauna. It also had a party room. She said that the residents, all of whom are students, have occasional parties, but they are strict on the alcohol if they're u******e. She gave us an application and suggested that if we wanted it, we should return the application along with a deposit soon. She gave me her card and suggested that we call before coming back to make sure the apartment was still available.
The second place we visited was similar to the first. We got the same information, and left for the third apartment complex. It was a larger complex, and a little closer to the school than the other two, well within walking distance. It was a newer with the same amenities as the other two, but the pool was larger, as was the work out room, which also had a sauna. The apartment we went through was also much larger than the other two. It had a larger living room, larger kitchen and eating area, and the bedrooms were also much more spacious than the other two apartments. There was a bathroom between and connected to the two bedrooms as well as another half bath in the hall just off the living room. Yeah, we really liked this apartment. The rent was slightly higher than the other two, but we liked it much more. We took the application, and the agent also suggested that we get a deposit in soon if we wanted it. They only had three units to rent for the next semester. He said we would have to sign a twelve month lease, and that if we took it, our lease would begin next month. We took the information, thanked him, and then left.
We walked from the apartment to the campus to see how long it would take, and it was only about five minutes from campus, which we felt would really be convenient. We went into a Starbucks and got a drink and snack, and sat down to talk it over.
"I really like the last place more than the other two. Do you think we could work it out?" Brooke asked.
"I think so. It sounds like I should be able to get in, that's the first thing. If I get a job on campus, that would sure help."
"What did you think of the apartment?"
"I liked the third one too, and the rent isn't that much more than the other two. I really liked it."
"Yeah, I did too. It seems a waste to have two bedrooms though," Brooke said.
Laughing, I replied, "Yeah, it'll be a waste, but I don't think we could swing a one bedroom apartment. If we have friends over, we'll have to make the second bedroom looked lived in anyway. Maybe I can keep my clothes in one bedroom and we can use the other one."
"I didn't think about that. We'll have to set up both of them and make like we use them both. I think mom and dad would be a little suspicious if we got a one bedroom apartment."
We both laughed at that. Yeah, we'd have to get a two bedroom apartment, even if we only use one of them. This was going to get difficult with all the explanations.
"You already told your friends that we're a couple, so won't they get suspicious if we have two bedrooms set up?" I asked. "This is going to get difficult. We'll have to keep our stories straight."
"Well, I've thought about that. We could say that you keep your things in the other bedroom because I have so much stuff there isn't room for both our things in one bedroom. I think that'll work. That way if mom or dad come for a visit, you can just move into your room. We'll have to be careful about that, though," Brooke said.
"Yeah, it'll be complicated. We'll have to think this through."
We decided on the third apartment. It was much nicer than the other two, and closer to campus. We agreed that we'd have to spend some time to get our story straight. To our parents, f****y and friends from home, we'd be b*****r and s****r. To everyone else, we'd be a couple. Fortunately, we don't have many friends from home who attend St. Mary's, other than the couple of f'ockey players who also made the team. Our town is not a wealthy area, so most of the k**s in our school went to community college or to a college in state where the tuition is lower. It would be complicated, but I was sure we could work it out. We'd have to.
After making our decision, we decided to head home and work on the parents. Mom was already on our side, but we still had to convince dad, which shouldn't be a problem. We each have a small inheritance from our grandmother, and we could tap into that if needed, although our dad would have to sign for it. The funds are in a trust, and its in his name until we're twenty-one, which is still a couple years off for me. Neither of us thought that would be a problem though, one thing our grandmother wanted was for both of us to go to college. That's one reason she left us the money.
We walked back to the apartment to get our car, and headed for home. Brooke talked nonstop all the way, working through our story and how we would present this all to our dad this evening. We both shared how excited we were about rooming and going to school together.
Out of the blue, Brooke asked, "How do we explain the fact that we both have the same last name?"
"Hmm, I never thought of that," I replied.
"Maybe we could tell people that we're married, or something like that?" she asked.
"This story is getting more complicated by the mile." I said. I must have had a worried expression on my face, because Brooke asked, "Are you having second thoughts about this?"
"Not second thoughts, just thinking it through. We could do that. I'm sure that people will discover that we have the same name and all. Being married might work. I don't know, we'll have to think that one through. We'll come up with something. If we're married, we'll have to get a coupe rings or something, to make it convincing."
"I have grandma's wedding ring. I could wear that."
"That's a big step, Brooke. Are you sure you want everyone to think we're married?"
"Well, what if something happens between us, or you meet someone you want to date or something?"
"Steven, I don't want to date anyone, I want you! Are you afraid you might find someone you'd want to date?"
"Not at all. I love you, Brooke, and I'm not interested in anyone else and never will be. All I want is you, s*s."
"Then that settles it. We'll tell everyone we got married over the summer. That should work."
"It could work. Let's think it through before we decide. We'll work it out."
That seemed to placate her for the moment, but she did bring up a good point. We need to give this some serious thought.
When we got home we found a note from mom. She was working another double shift and wouldn't be home until early afternoon tomorrow. She left a meatloaf in the refrigerator for us to warm up for dinner. She also said that dad wouldn't return from his trip until tomorrow night, so we had the house to ourselves. I showed the note to Brooke, who read it, and then hugged me. She moved her face to mine and drew me into a long, wet kiss. Her tongue tasted so good as I felt it enter my mouth slowly. I slid my tongue into her mouth, and held her tight as we kissed. I could never get enough of my s****r. Her kisses are so sweet, and I love the feeling of her body pressed against mine. I dropped my hands to her ass and felt the bottom of her ass cheeks, which were protruding from the bottom of her shorts. Brooke spread her legs apart slightly, allowing room for my fingers to find their way up the short leg of her pants to her swollen pussy lips. I rubbed her slit softly as we continued kissing.
"God, Steven, that feels so fucking incredible. I'm gonna love rooming with you."
I didn't respond, but continued rubbing her slit, feeling it as it began to get moist. I reached up to her waist and unfastened and unzipped her shorts, letting them drop to the floor. I cupped her ass cheeks in each hand as I felt their softness. Brooke reached down, and taking the small waist band of her panties, slowly and seductively slid them off her legs and stepped out of them. I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head, revealing her tits, as she wasn't wearing a bra. My s****r, Brooke, stood before me totally nude as I kissed her and felt her body.
"You need to lose your clothes, too, b*****r," Brooke softly said as she slid her tongue back into my mouth. She unbuttoned my shirt and let it drop to the floor. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and tossed it. Brooke reached down and unfastened my belt and unzipped my pants, and they fell to the floor. I stepped out of them and continued kissing her as she rubbed my growing cock through my underwear. I ran my hands all over my s****r's body, stopping at her ass, and began massaging her cheeks. I love to feel Brooke's ass. It's so firm and soft. I pulled her in tight so I could feel her tits pressed against my bare chest. I ran my fingers up her ass and along her back as I kissed her. Her skin felt so fucking soft to my touch. My cock grew harder as she pressed her crotch against me. She took the waist band of my underwear and pulled them down. They fell to the floor. My hard cock was pressed tight against Brooke's body as we continued kissing each other. Brooke was gyrating her body against mine, and began to softly moan as we continued making out. I ran my hands all over her body. I couldn't get enough of her. God, I wanted her.
Brooke kissed me and then licked my lips, telling me how much she loved me. She licked my mouth, ear, neck, chest, and licked all the way down to my pubes. I was now standing nude in the kitchen of our house, with my s****r on her knees licking my balls and rubbing my legs. I looked around the room. Yeah, it was our kitchen and this was my s****r licking my balls. Just a few days ago she was my bratty s****r, always getting her own way, trying to talk me into taking her to tryouts. I had never as much as touched her before, or seen her nude, and now her mouth was surrounding my balls and her hand was stroking my cock. How much things had changed between us in a few short days. She was no longer my s****r, she was my lover, and we were planning to share an apartment at college. Everything had changed so suddenly, and I really enjoyed it. I looked down at her sweet face. Yep, she was my beautiful s****r, and her lips were now around my cock as she sucked me off. I couldn't believe how far and fast things had progressed between us. It was almost like a dream at this moment. It was surreal to me as I tried to put the events of the past three days into perspective. I started thrusting my cock into her mouth as she continued sucking me.
Brooke was doing a masterful job on my cock. She had come a long way in her technique and was really getting me off as she sucked and licked my cock, taking it all into her mouth and throat and then licking her way from the base of my cock to the head, licking my slit to get the pre cum off the head of my cock. She went back down on me and sucked me into her throat, twirling her tongue around my shaft as she sucked me. I pumped faster into her mouth, grabbing her head and forcing her down on my cock. I knew that I wasn't going to last long the way she was sucking me.
After a few minutes I said, "Brooke, I'm gonna cum if you keep that up."
She not only kept it up, she quickened her pace and the tightness of her mouth around my cock. She started playing with my balls with her hands while sucking me. She slid her wet fingers from the underside of my balls to my ass, gently rubbing the space beneath my balls as she continued sucking me. I increased the f***e of my thrusts, driving my cock all the way into her mouth, over and over. Holding her head with my hands, I gave her one final warning that I was going to cum, and soon. She continued sucking my cock as I began to cum. I thrust forward with each ejaculation, shooting my sperm into her mouth in several loads. Brooke took it all as I emptied my balls into her mouth. I could see some of the cum dripping out of her mouth as she sucked all the way to the head of my cock. Brooke leaned her head back and opened her mouth so that I could see the accumulation of my cum in her mouth. She showed it to me, and then swallowed it all. She stood up and looked at me.
"God, Steven, I love your cum. I never thought I'd swallow it, but with you it's different. It's you, and you taste so fucking good."
I thought about her comment for a few moments knowing it was a Freudian slip. Brooke had never talked or shared about her sex life. Before this trip we hardly talked much about anything. By her comment I assumed that she was more experienced than I had thought. I didn't know who or when, and really didn't care at this point. I'd done a few girls before, so it was reasonable to expect that she'd done some things as well. If she had, I really didn't want to know. That was in the past, and this was now. I wanted her and wanted her for the reset of my life. In a way, it was a relief to know she'd had some experience. I wanted her to be sure she wanted me.
I kissed Brooke and held her tight, and kissed her again.
"You want me to warm up the food mom left us?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'm getting hungry. I'll set the table while you warm up the meatloaf."
Brooke, still nude, walked over to the refrigerator and got the meatloaf and put it in the microwave. I set the table, pouring each of us a glass of wine. In a few minutes everything was ready, and we both sat down to eat.
"Are we going to eat all our meals in the nude in our apartment?" Brooke asked.
"That'd be fine with me," I replied. "I suppose we'd have to wear clothes if we had company or friends over, but other than that, nude is fine with me!"
Brooke smiled at me. "I could get used to this, being naked with you all the time. Are we going to make love every night?"
"As often as we want to. I don't want you to get tired of it though, we need to have other interests too."
"I don't know, but a relationship needs more than sex. We can, like, study together and things like that. We'll also need time with friends."
"I suppose you're right. Are you going to get tired of being with me all the time?"
"I hardly think so. I've really enjoyed being with you these last few days. I think its only going to get better."
We talked about how it will be living together, realizing that there has to be more to a relationship than sex, and we both agreed that we wanted a real relationship with each other. We talked about some of the things we could do together, and we found things that we both like, like hiking, swimming, movies, things like that. We talked about our plan to act like we were married, but also felt that it might put a damper on us making friends if everyone thought we were married. We both wanted to make friends in college and enjoy the experience, which would be complicated if we acted like we were married. Maybe that was too drastic, we didn't know, but agreed to take our time to work out the details if everything worked out like we planned it would.
We also talked about getting jobs for the summer. If we had to sign a twelve month lease, maybe we could go ahead and move into the apartment in June, which wasn't far off. That way we could get settled in before school started. We didn't know if mom and dad would agree with that, but we thought we'd give it a try, at least talk over the possibility with them. We also agreed that we should go back to St. Mary's next week for a couple of days if mom and dad agreed. We could settle on the apartment and start moving some things in. We had some of grandma's furniture in storage and thought maybe we could use some of it, plus some other furniture our folks had in storage. We should be able to get enough together to fix up the apartment and make it livable. We didn't need much, just a couch and couple of chairs for the living room. We each had a television of our own, so we could take them. We'd need two beds. We really only needed one, but would have to find two for appearances. We thought there was a table and chairs we could use in the eating area, along with some other things that would be useful. We'd have to work the parents to get all this together, and decided we'd start on mom when she got home. If she agreed, we didn't think we'd have any problem with dad.
We decided to clean up the table and get started on my applications and forms that I needed to turn in. I also had to get a transcript from my college and have that sent, but that wouldn't be a problem.
After dinner, we went to my room and started on the forms, which looked almost insurmountable when I put them all on the desk. We decided to split up the work. Brooke started on the apartment application while I logged into the community college web site and filled out the form to have a transcript sent to St. Mary's. The admissions director gave me all the information I needed, so it wasn't bad. It took about twenty minutes to complete the form. Hopefully, the transcript would get there in a few days and I'd get a final answer on my admission, but didn't think that would be a problem. My GPA was a little higher than I thought, which was good.
Brooke was still working on the apartment application, so I logged into the St. Mary's web site and started the application process. It wasn't as complicated as I thought it would be. Transferring made it much easier than it was for Brooke when she did hers. If they accepted all my credits, I would be a second semester sophomore. I took several AP and DC classes in high school, and all of them transferred to the community college, and should transfer to St. Mary's. Brooke and I would both need to schedule our classes for the fall, but that shouldn't be a problem, and we could do that later. I had to be accepted first anyway before I scheduled any classes. I also discovered that I could complete most of the other forms online, including the financial aid and scholarship applications. I had done some of this for the community college, so I could just transfer some of those forms to St. Mary's. Doing all that work last year really paid off, and I kept all the records and passwords, so it didn't take as much time as I expected.
The essay questions on the application were the same as the ones I answered last year, so I copied them and pasted them into the St. Mary's application. I had to word smith them a little to reflect my year at the community college and why I wanted to transfer to St. Mary's, but that was a breeze. I stated that I needed the prelaw classes that were offered there, and that with some other information completed the essay. In just a few hours I had completed the admissions application and sent it. I would still need to take in my deposit, but could do that next week if we went up there. I couldn't complete the application for work study until I was accepted, so I couldn't do that now.
Brooke had completed the application for the apartment, and we left that out to show to mom tomorrow.
"Is that it?" Brooke asked.
"Yeah, I think so."
"Do you realize we've been working on these forms for hours?" Brooke asked.
"Really? What time is it?" I asked.
"It's almost midnight," she replied.
I didn't realize it was that late, but we did get a lot of work finished; much more than I expected we would. At least it was almost done. All we had to do now was convince dad that this was a good idea, and we would be set.
"I think it's time for a shower and then bed," Brooke said. "Care to join me in the shower?"
"Yeah, I'd like that."
Brooke took my hand and led me to the bathroom. She started the shower and let it warm up for a couple of minutes before we got in.
Brooke looked so inviting with the water running over her nude frame. It trickled down her chest and was dripping off her tits, giving her a beautiful wet look. Yeah, we started kissing each other once we both got under the water.
"I think I owe you something from before dinner, Brooke. I got off and you didn't. It's your turn, now." I said to her.
I pulled her wet body to mine as we kissed under the spray of the shower. Yeah, I'm gonna love sharing an apartment with my s****r. This was really good. I never get tired of seeing her nude, and feeling her body next to mine.
As we kissed, I held her tight, never wanting to let go of her.
Brooke asked me to wash her hair, which I did. I lathered it up good, and massaged her scalp while looking at her nude body in front of me. I kept running my fingers through her long, blonde hair, rubbing in the shampoo. After I lathered it up, Brooke turned around facing me, leaned back, and let the shower water rush through her hair, rinsing out the shampoo, letting the lather run down her chest, over her tits, down to her pussy.
I took the soap and lathered it up and bathed every inch of her beautiful body. I washed her tits, her stomach, and her pussy, rubbing it gently. Brooke turned around and asked me to wash her back, which I did, all the way down to her sweet ass. I washed her ass cheeks, and between them, making her quiver. I washed her ass and then down her thighs to her legs and feet.
As I stood, Brooke took the soap and did the same to me, paying special attention to my cock and balls. She had me turn around so she could wash my back, and did my ass as well. God it felt good having her hands and fingers washing me. I was in a state of bliss.
"There's one more thing I want to do," Brooke said as she rinsed me off.
"What's that?" I asked.
"I want to trim your pubes, if you'll let me. You're so fucking hairy down there, and it tickles when I suck you."
"If you really want to, I don't object," I said to her.
Brooke had me step out of the shower, and standing there dripping wet, she got out a pair of scissors from the medicine cabinet, and started trimming my pubes.
"Don't cut them all the way off," I said.
"I'm not going to. I just want to trim them up some with the scissors, and then will use the razor in the shower."
"Take it easy down there," I cautioned her.
"Don't worry, I don't want to harm anything. I'll be careful, I promise."
Brooke started trimming my pubes, tossing the hair into the toilet. She cut them rather close, if you want my opinion. Much closer than I would prefer, but I let her do what she wanted.
"There," she said. "All done for this part. I'll trim them up a little more in the shower."
Brooke and I got back in the shower as she washed my pubes and my cock. She let the hair run down the drain, and then she reached for the razor and started trimming them a little more. I don't have a lot of hair on my chest, but I do have a treasure trail leading down to my pubes. Brooke used the razor to trim the hair around my cock, and shaved the hair off my balls. She ran her fingers through my pubic area and announced that she was finished. When she felt my balls, it felt much different, and I immediately knew they were hairless; but if that's the way she wants them, who am I to argue.
"You like that?" I asked her.
"Yeah, I like that. I think you'll like it too when you see it. C'mon," she said, pulling me out of the shower to the mirror. "What do you think?" she asked as we looked at my reflection in the mirror.
As I looked in the mirror I noticed that my pubes were almost gone. She had cut most of the hair away and trimmed them so that I didn't have much more hair down there than she did. I pulled up my cock, which was hard now, and felt my hairless balls.
"You really like them like this?" I asked.
"Yeah, I think so. This way the hair wont tickle my nose anymore!" she said laughing.
It really didn't matter to me, and if it would make things easier for her, I decided it was ok. Not really my thing, but it was all right with me if that was the way she wanted them.
"Yeah, if that's what you want. Fine with me. It sure makes my cock look longer this way."
"Yeah, I've always thought trimmed pubes make a guys cock look longer." Brooke replied. That comment brought a few questions to mind, but I didn't want to go there, not just yet, anyway, so I let it drop.
"Now, I want to try it out," Brooke said with a seductive look on her face.
She took my hand and led me back to the bedroom and had me lie down on my back on the bed. She climbed onto the bed, spreading my legs, and crawled up between them.
"Yeah, I think I'm gonna like you this way," she said as she leaned down and took my hard cock into her mouth. She sucked my cock and then licked down my shaft to my balls, and started licking and sucking them, one at a time, taking my balls into her mouth. God it felt awesome with her tongue licking my now hairless balls. The feeling was much more intense than before. I could feel the surface of her tongue as she licked my ball sac. She worked my balls for a long time, sucking one and then the other, causing the pre cum to ooze from the slit in my cock. Brooke noticed that, too, and licked the head of my cock clean, before going back to work sucking my balls into her mouth. God, this felt great. I was afraid that I was going to bust a nut with all this. Brooke sucked both of my balls into her mouth, rubbing her tongue all over them at the same time. I was going to like this. She licked back up to my cock and took it all the way into her mouth, sucking up and down my shaft. After several minutes, she licked her way up my abdomen, chest, and slid her tongue into my mouth as she crawled up on top of me. My hard cock was now between her legs, just at the entrance to her pussy.
She kissed me for several minutes before breaking the kiss.
"I want you to do me now," she said as she rolled off me and spread her legs. I got down between them and started eating her out, licking her slit and the soft skin of her upper thighs. Brooke pressed down on the back of my head, pushing my face to her pussy while grinding it into my mouth. I could taste her as my tongue entered her pussy. I drove it in as far as I could, licking her rapidly as she pressed down harder on my head. I sucked her pussy lips into my mouth, causing her to moan with pleasure. I licked away at her as I pressed one finger into her at the same time, finger fucking her as I licked away at her womanhood. Brooke was getting off, bucking her hips wildly against my face, driving my tongue and finger deeper inside of her.
"God, Steven, I want you to fuck me. Fuck me, now, god, fuck me."
I removed my face from her pussy and crawled up on top of her. She grabbed my hard cock and pressed it against the entrance to her pussy while I pushed forward, entering her with full f***e.
"Oh god, yes, yes, fuck me Steven. Fuck me hard!"
I was so turned on by this time that I almost lost control as I drove my hard cock into my s****r's wet pussy. It felt so fucking good as I slid into her, and the feeling of her almost bare pussy felt so good against my nearly hairless crotch. I didn't know that the absence of pubic hair would make this much difference, but the feeling was fucking erotic. I slammed into her hard, causing her to scream out in pleasure.
"Oh god, yes that feels so fucking good, Steven! Oh god, fuck me harder."
I increased the pace and rhythm of my thrusts as I drove my hard cock in and out of my s****r's sweet cunt. The feeling was more intense than ever as we fucked. I reached down and grabbed her ass with both hands as I plowed into her with terrific f***e. We were in a rapid rhythm. She would bring her cunt up to meet my cock as I thrust into her. Brooke kept shouting obscenities as we fucked harder and faster. I watched as her tits bounced with each thrust, which turned me on even more. God, I wanted her. We continued fucking for quite a long time, with each thrust going deeper and harder, and Brooke shouting louder and louder.
My hands were grabbing her ass, pulling her into me hard with each thrust. I reached back and grabbed her legs, and placed them on my shoulders, causing her to move up slightly as I fucked straight down into her.
"Oh, yes, Oh yes, fuck me! God this feels so fucking good," she shouted.
The look on her face was driving me crazy. She gets the most erotic expression when we fuck, and this was the most intense look I've ever seen on her face. It was like she was in a different world as we made love. I leaned forward and kissed her hard, while my hands were still grasping her ass. Brooke threw her arms around my head and kissed me passionately, with plenty of tongue, as we continued fucking.
"Oh god, Oh god," she screamed, "I'm coming, Steven, I'm coming!" she shouted as her body began to shake beneath me. I could feel the walls of her cunt clamp tightly around my hard cock as I continued to fuck my s****r. She shouted louder, with a string of obscenities I'd never heard her utter, which surprised me a bit.
"Oh yes, Steven, that's it, keep fucking me."
As Brooke reached her orgasm, it was like her pussy was milking the cum out of my cock. I lost it, and began shooting my sperm inside of her. They were intense ejaculations. I shot one load and then another into her. I could feel my balls tighten as they emptied inside my s****r. Even though I had cum, I continued fucking her hard, and she continued shouting at me to fuck her harder.
I finally gave out, and collapsed on top of her. I removed my hands from her ass and pulled her face to mine and drove my tongue into her mouth as she did the same to me. Her hands were all over my back, and then dropped to my ass as she pulled me into her. Her legs wrapped around my waist, holding me tight as I emptied the little remaining seed I had into her.
I left my cock inside my s****r as we kissed and she continued rubbing my ass. God this was awesome. I wanted to fuck her all night, but my cock gave out. As we kissed, it slipped out of her as I stayed on top of her.
Brooke continued kissing me wildly as our orgasms subsided.
"Oh my god," she said. "God, that was great, Steven. Will you lick me out?" she asked.
I didn't think twice, and lowered my face to her freshly fucked pussy, and licked away at her, bringing her more pleasure. She wrapped her legs around my head, holding me tight against her pussy as I licked our combined juices from her cunt. Some had dribbled out, and I licked it off of her inner thigh and beneath her cunt. I licked all the was down her ass, getting as much of it as I could. Brooke raised herself up a little, allowing me to reach her ass with my tongue. The aroma was driving me crazy as I licked her, even licking her ass. I lapped away from her ass to her pussy and back to her ass as she clamped down harder with her legs. She finally relaxed her grip on me, and I licked from her ass to her pussy, to her abdomen, her tits, and then to her lips. We kissed hard as we held each other.
"Oh my god, Steven, I loved that. God I loved that."
I rolled over on my side and pulled Brooke over to me. Looking into her eyes, I said, "Brooke, I love you so much."
"I love you, too, Steven. I'm so glad we discovered how much we love each other. We're going to have such a good time. I'm so looking forward to us moving in together."
"Yeah, me too. We're going to make this work, I know we are. There are details to cover, but we're going to make this work. I promise you."
"We'll make it work. We have to. I couldn't imagine going away to college without you now. There's no way I'm going to St. Mary's without you. We have to work this out."
"We will, we will," I said to reassure her. "There's no way I'm going to let you go away without me."
We kissed again, pressing our bodies against each other. Neither of us wanted to move, it felt so fucking good. I reached over and turned off the light, and held her tight as we fell asl**p.
The past several weeks went by quickly, but for Brooke and me, they were difficult. We tried to be discreet about our relationship around the house so our parents wouldn't get suspicious, which made things difficult for us. We managed to get very little alone time. Brooke did slip into my bedroom a few times, but we felt that it wasn't worth the risk. I kept reminding her that we would have as much time together as we wanted once we were settled into our apartment at St. Mary's. That helped, but we still craved each other so much that it was difficult to keep our hands off each other around the house. We had a couple very close calls. Once we were in the TV room watching a movie, which quickly turned into a make out session. Nothing serious, but we were really going at. Fortunately we were still fully dressed; however, I was sporting an erection which I was sure caused a huge bulge in the front of my jeans. We heard someone coming down the stairs, so we broke the kiss just in time. Mom came down to say goodnight before she went to bed. She didn't say anything, but we did get a strange look as we were sitting on the couch and were still very close to one another. She stayed for a few minutes and talked with us, but didn't give on if she suspected anything. As you can imagine, that cooled us off for the rest of the night.
Brooke finally graduated from high school, and her graduation was great. She received several honors, and was voted the most spirited field hockey player, and was also congratulated for her full ride to St. Mary's. It was a proud time for all of us.
There were several graduation parties, and I went to a couple of them with her. Brooke wanted me to go to keep the horny guys from hitting on her. Of course we went as b*****r and s****r, and it didn't seem to cause any suspicions, as I knew most of her friends anyway, and they seemed glad to see me. We managed to talk dad into our living arrangement at St. Mary's. Oh yeah, I got my acceptance letter over a week ago. That was one of the nights that Brooke snuck into my bedroom after our patents went to sl**p. She said that we had to celebrate, and I didn't argue with her. The sex was sweet, but risky.
Dad was surprisingly pleased that Brooke and I would be sharing an apartment. After doing the math, he figured that it would be a good savings over each of us living separately in a dorm, although he had his doubts that we'd be able to get along with each other. Little did he know how much better we were getting along already! He also let us have some of our inheritance from our grandmother to help out with the expenses, which took some of the pressure off me to get a job right away. We went through the furniture we had in storage from our grandmother, and selected several items to take with us to the new place. Dad also sprung for some new things for us. Brooke talked him into a queen-size bed for her room, which was good, as we would both be using it most of the time. I thought that was a good suggestion her part. The Admissions Director told me three weeks ago that the acceptance letter would just confirm that I was in, and told me to go ahead and arrange the apartment and begin looking for a job, if I still needed one.
Dad arranged for a local moving company, Two Men and a Truck, to move our things to our new apartment, and they're coming in the morning. Dad will meet them and make sure they get everything, so Brooke and I have been packing our things all week so we'll be ready for the move. Dad even gave us the old Toyota to use while we're at school. We decided to drive up to St. Mary's today to get the key and to get some things for the apartment, stay overnight in a hotel, and then meet the movers at the apartment tomorrow afternoon. They said they would call when they got to town so we could go over to the apartment and meet them.
We packed our car, said our good-byes to our parents, and headed out. Mom was teary eyed as we drove away, but we told them we'd come back home in a couple of weeks, after we got everything settled into the apartment. She was glad we were going off to college together, but sad that we were both leaving the house at the same time. She wasn't quite ready for that and had little time to adjust to the idea.
"Oh my god, I can't believe we're really going to do it," Brooke said once we got on the road. "We're really going to have our own apartment, and be together as much as we want!"
"I can't believe it either," I replied. "I was surprised that dad went along with everything, but I'm sure glad we were able to talk him into it."
"Just think, Steven, tomorrow we move into our own apartment. No more sneaking around to be together. I can't wait! It really seems like a dream or something. I can't believe we pulled it off."
"And tonight we have our hotel room just for ourselves!"
"Are we going to do anything special to celebrate?" Brooke asked, with a smirk on her face.
"Anything you want." I replied.
"I thought maybe, after we do our shopping for the apartment and check in to the hotel, we could go out for dinner someplace nice, and then go back to the hotel and make up for lost time together."
"I like that idea, but once we check in, I'm not sure I'll be able to leave!"
"Yeah, I thought about that too. Maybe we can just order in like we did before."
"I like that idea better," I replied.
Brooke looked especially sexy to me right now. Part of it, I was sure, was because of what she had on. She was wearing a very short pair of shorts and a halter top, which showed off her fit body extremely well. She also looked sexy because I wanted her so fucking bad. I couldn't wait to get her into the hotel room. It's been too long since we were able to be relaxed and enjoy being with each other.
Brooke leaned back in the seat and spread her legs enough that I could see nearly all the way to her pussy. She caught me staring and said, "Keep your eyes on the road, b*****r, you get this soon enough."
"I know, but It's hard to drive with you looking so fucking sexy sitting there."
She leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek, and let her hand drop to my hardening cock, which was pressed against my shorts causing a huge bulge in the front.
"Feels like you're ready for me now," she said while rubbing me through my shorts.
"I am, and if you keep that up, we may have to pull of the road and take care of things."
When I said that, Brooke started pulling down my zipper, and released my raging hard on from my shorts. She leaned down and started sucking the tip of my cock, while moaning in pleasure and anticipation.
"O god, that feels fantastic, Brooke," I said, in short breaths.
She kept sucking me as I tried to keep the car between the white lines on the road, and hoping that nobody driving by would notice. In a matter of a couple of minutes, she had my shorts unfastened and pulled apart in the front, giving her room to reach under my balls and massage them as she continued sucking my cock. I reached down with one hand and rubbed the back of her head, encouraging her to continue, which she gladly did.
The feeling of her wet tongue licking the length of my erection, along with her hands giving me a masterful hand job as she was sucking me, gave me intense feelings of pleasure. Brooke was getting so fucking good at this, and has come a long way since she first sucked me off. She really seems to love sucking me as much as I loved it. I don't know if it was because we hadn't been together much lately or what, but it didn't take long for me to blow.
"Brooke, I'm about to cum. If you don't want it, you better stop now!"
Brooke didn't say anything, but continued sucking my cock and moving her fist up and down on my shaft, twisting it slightly as she moved up and down, while at the same time giving me an awesome blow job. I was true to my word, and in just a couple more minutes I started shooting my load into her mouth. She took it all. I looked down and she opened her lips, and I could see a copious amount of cum in her mouth. Brooke smiled at me, closed her mouth, and swallowed every drop. She then licked the head of my cock clean before stuffing it back inside my shorts and zipping them up.
"I thought that might relieve a little of your tension," Brooke said, smiling at me sexily.
"I owe you one, s*s. When we get to the hotel, you'll get yours," I said.
"I'm gonna hold you to that. God, I can't believe we will have the whole night to ourselves. I have dreamt about that every night this week."
"Oh yes, really. It was so hard sl**ping by myself every night knowing you were just across the hall, and knowing that we would soon be sl**ping with each other every night."
"Do you think you'll get tired of sl**ping with me every night?"
"I hardly think so. God, I love your cock and I love you. I'll never get tired of sl**ping with you . . . and showering with you . . . and fucking you . . . and spending as much time as I possibly can with you!"
"Good. This is like a dream come true."
As we continued on our way, Brooke read through some of the Field Hockey information she received from the school. Their first game comes at the end of August, and practice begins mid-July, so we'd have about a month together before she had to start practice. Some of the girls are starting "unofficial" workout sessions the end of June, and she thought that she should participate in that as well, but that would only take up part of the day. I had to begin looking for a job, as I was still needing to work to make all the finances work out; but with Brooke practicing, it was only fair, I thought, that I be doing something productive as well. We also decided that I would do most of the cooking. I like to cook, and Brooke likes to eat, so it was a natural arrangement. We talked about some of the things we'd like to eat, how we were going to arrange the apartment, what we were going to tell our friends, and said several times how awesome it was that this was all working out.
One we got to town, we stopped at the Rental Office and picked up the keys to the apartment. Dad had already paid the rent for six months to give us a start, so that was taken care of. We were both hungry, so we stopped for fast food before heading over to Walmart to pick up a few things for the apartment. We got some cleaning supplies, a shower curtain, a couple of throw rugs, and picked up a couple of lamps on sale. These were things we didn't have time to get before we left. We also picked up some light bulbs and a set of pots and pans. Mom gave us some money go get the pots and pans and some kitchen utensils. She wanted us to have a well stocked kitchen. We had a list of things we still needed, and got most of it on this trip. After we checked out, we drove over to the apartment to make sure everything was set to move in, and to drop off the supplies we just bought and those we brought with us.
Once inside, we noticed that the place looked really clean. The agent told us that they would have a cleaning company get things ready for our arrival, and they did just that. It looked move-in-ready to me. The apartment we rented was the larger of the ones we looked at. Brooke took the larger bedroom, naturally, and I took the smaller room. My Double bed would almost fill up the room, leaving a little room for a study desk and a dresser. Brooke's had room for the Queen bed, a desk, dresser, and a small couch that Brooke was having shipped with our things tomorrow. It was an old couch from our grandparents, and Brooke thought it would go nicely in her room, and to give us some variety, so she said.
We walked through the rest of the apartment. The kitchenette furniture would fit well, and the furniture we picked out for the living room would also fit, we thought. Dad sprung for a Sofa Bed so he and mom would have a place to sl**p when they visited, and for any overnight guests we might have. He also got us a matching set of chairs for the living room, and a new stand for the TV. Brooke wanted to hang the shower curtain to make sure it fit, which we did, and it did. She put out the throw rugs we bought, and they looked good as well. This apartment had a full bath connecting the bedrooms, and a half bath in the hall. We got them set up with the things we brought with us, and put the cleaning supplies in the closet. By the time we finished all of this it was almost three o'clock.
"All finished," I said, joyfully.
"Not just yet," Brooke said, as she walked over to me and threw her arms around my neck. "We need to break this place in right," she said as she pulled my face to hers and drove her tongue into my mouth. The taste of her kiss and the feeling of her tongue sliding into my mouth gave me an instant erection. I wrapped my arms around my s****r and pulled her in as tight as I possibly could. God, I was going to love rooming with my sexy sibling. Her chest felt so good against mine as I held her tight. I let my hands roam down her back until they reached the soft globes of her exposed lower ass beneath the hem of her shorts, which was now creeping up between her cheeks. I held a cheek in each hand and rubbed them softly as we continued to kiss. Her kiss became more passionate and intense as we stood there making out.
"I want to collect on your promise now, Steven, I can't wait until we get back to the hotel," Brooke whispered in my ear.
I let go of her ass and moved my hands to the bottom of her halter top and slid it over her head. Her pert tits were begging to be sucked, so I leaned down and took one into my mouth and ran my tongue around the hardening nipple as Brooke moaned softly. It had been so long since we were alone together like this, and I wanted her more than ever. I sucked one tit into my mouth and then the other as she continued moaning and squirming in my grasp. Brooke leaned back, offering her chest for my pleasure, and hers, as I continued sucking her. I let one hand drop to the front of her shorts and awkwardly unbuttoned and unzipped them. Brooke reached down and slid them off, along with her sexy black thong, and was standing completely nude before me. I continued sucking her pert breasts as I rubbed her naked ass and pussy.
"Oh god, keep doing that Steven. God, I want you."
Reaching down to her pussy, I could feel its wetness. I ran my fingers gently over her slit, making my way inside. Brooke pressed herself against my invading fingers, encouraging me to continue. I rubbed her softly while still kissing her sweet breasts and her lips. She reached around my shirt and pulled it over my head, and then started unbuckling my shorts. Then she unzipped them and let them drop to the floor. I reached down and took off my underwear as we stood naked together, with my hard cock pressed against her abdomen as I held her tight. My hands roamed to her sweet ass again, and I rubbed her cunt from behind. We were both beginning to sweat, but it didn't bother either of us.
After several minutes on our feet, I guided her to the floor and spread her legs apart. Her neatly trimmed pussy was glistening with her juices as I leaned forward and licked her slit. God, she tasted so fucking good. I hadn't eaten her out for at least two weeks, and I had really missed it. I slid my tongue all over the outside of her pussy and as deep inside as I could, and licked her sweetness for a long time. Brooke pressed my face hard against her pussy as I continued eating her.
"God, I've missed this, Steven. You're so good at this."
I didn't respond, but continued eating her, enjoying every moment. I lapped away at her sex, while rubbing my hands over all of her body. She was in such good shape, and her body felt so good to my touch. Her skin was so soft, and I wanted to feel every inch of her.
"I want you to fuck me, Steven. Please fuck me!"
I spread her legs further apart and lowered my body to hers, as I pressed the head of my hard and wet cock against the entrance to her pussy. It felt as though her pussy was sucking my cock inside as I slid into my s****r.
"Oh, yes, that feels so good, Steven. Fuck me harder!"
I started fucking Brooke slowly at first, but steadily increased my thrusts and intensity. Occasionally I stopped with my cock deep inside of her so I could feel the wet, warm sides of her cunt as it surrounded my cock. It had been so long since we made love, other than a couple of quickies, and my cock felt like it was in heaven. I drove in and out of my s****r as we fucked there on the floor of our new apartment. As I continued, it was as though my cock had grown numb; maybe it was because of the blow job Brooke gave me in the car on the drive up, but I felt as though I could continue fucking her for hours.
We rolled over on our sides, with Brooke facing away from me. I continued driving my cock deep inside of her, while reaching around her and feeling her soft tits. She turned her head and pressed her lips to mine, and I drove my tongue into her mouth as she did the same to me. She was bucking back against me, driving my cock deeper inside of her, with my balls slapping against her.
After several minutes in this position, Brooke got up on all fours, and had me fuck her from behind. I was on my knees with my hard cock plunging in and out of her cunt, with my hands on her hips, pulling her to me as I drove into her. Brooke was moaning louder now as we fucked.
"Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Oh, yes," she screamed over and over as I continued driving my cock deep inside of her. She turned to look at me, and her face had that, "Fuck me" look that she gets and it drives me wild. Harder and harder I thrust into her as she pushed back at me. Brooke started screaming, "I'm gonna cum," over and over, until I could feel the walls of her cunt contracting around my hard cock. "Oh, yes, Steven, fuck me . . ."
When I felt her pussy contracting and knew she was having an orgasm, I started shooting my load deep inside of her. I grabbed her hips and held them still as I slammed into her and emptied my balls in several shots. It was the best fuck we'd had in weeks.
I pulled my cock out of her, and watched my cum drip from her and run down her leg. Brooke pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me, straddling me. She leaned in and pressed her lips to mine and kissed me passionately, while grinding her pussy against my deflated cock. I held her tightly.
"God, that was awesome, Steven," Brooke said as she lifted her face from mine and looked down at me. "I think I can get used to this."
"Me too, s*s. I really needed that. God, I wanted you so much. It was hard to drive up here with the thought of us making love together. I didn't think we'd do it in the apartment, but I'm glad we did."
"We're still going to do it in the hotel tonight, aren't we?"
"Oh yes, we're still going to do it in the hotel. This was just a warm up!"
Brooke leaned back into me and kissed me again as I ran my hands over her back and ass. I had missed the feeling of her sweet ass over the past few weeks. Not since our last night in the hotel on our first trip up here have we been able to take our time and make sweet love together.
Brooke looked at me for a long time, and then said, "Steven, I really do love you, you know."
"Yeah, I know that, Brooke, and I love you too. I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
We stayed on the floor, kissing and rubbing each other for a good fifteen minutes, it felt so good. We both knew that we were finally free to be with each other as much as we wanted, and we both wanted it a lot, that much was apparent.
Finally, we felt we should head over to the hotel, but neither of us wanted to get dressed. We were perfectly happy to be together, naked with each other on the floor; but we knew we had to move on to the hotel. We got up, dressed, and closed up the apartment before leaving.
We held hands as we walked through the apartment and to the car. I opened the door for her, and she got inside, as I walked around to the other side and got in.
Brooke leaned over and gave me a final kiss before we left the parking lot.
"What kind of room did you get for us?" Brooke asked as we left.
"It was going to be a surprise, but I got a room with a King Size bed and a Jacuzzi," I replied. "Dad let me put it on his charge card, so I went all the way!"
"What did he say about the King Size bed?" Brooke asked.
"He didn't ask what kind of room I got, and he didn't see the reservation, so he doesn't know," I replied.
"Do you think he's onto us?" Brooke asked.
"I don't think so. We've played it pretty safe, so I don't think either of them have any reason to suspect anything."
"I've kinda wondered about that," Brooke said. "I think mom has acted a little like she suspects something, but that may just be me. I don't know."
"You really think she suspects something?"
"No, not really. She just said a couple of things that made me wonder, that's all."
"Well, a couple of times she said that it's interesting how much better we've gotten along since our first trip up here when you brought me to try outs. She was also inquisitive about you taking me to a couple of the graduation parties we went to."
"Really? She didn't say anything to me."
"Yeah, she asked why I wanted you to go with me to the parties all of a sudden, things like that."
"What did you tell her?"
"I told her that you wanted to see some of our friends before we went off to college. She didn't say much, but she did give me some strange looks, that's all."
"She hasn't said anything to me like that, not that I picked up on anyway. I doubt that she's on to us."
"She also thought it was strange that I went to the prom with a group instead of a boy like I did last year, and she asked a lot of questions about who I danced with and if I had a boyfriend; things like that."
"It sounds like she has been giving you the third degree, Brooke."
"Yeah, I thought so too. I never said anything to you because I didn't want you to be suspicious of her and then begin to act awkward around her or anything."
"Yeah, I guess ignorance is bliss. She didn't give us any problem about sharing an apartment though."
"Not you, she didn't, but she asked me several times if I thought we were doing the right thing, rooming together. If she does suspect something, I guess she decided not to say anything and just let us work it out."
"That's interesting. Has dad ever said anything about us?"
"No, not to me. I heard them talking one night. I was in the f****y room watching TV and could hear them talking in the kitchen. I don't think they knew I was in there."
"What did they say?"
"Mom was telling dad that she was a little uncomfortable with us sharing an apartment and spending so much time together. She didn't think it was natural, or something like that. Maybe she said it wasn't healthy for us, I don't remember exactly what she said."
"What did dad say?"
"He said that her imagination was getting the better of her, and that he thought it was a good move, saving some money and all. He also said that it was nice that we weren't fighting all the time. Mom said that the change came all too sudden, and that something must have happened on our trip up here, that's all."
"Well, she's right, something did happen on our trip up here. I guess maybe we didn't do as good a job of covering it up as we thought we did; but, she did agree with our plans, and she didn't say anything to me about any of this. Are you worried about this?" I asked.
"No, not really. I just wondered if they said anything to you, that's all."
"Well, if things work out the way I want them to, we'll have to tell them sometime, I guess."
"Yeah, but I'm not ready for that yet, and I don't think they are, either."
"Let's worry about that later. Right now, I just want to focus on our living together. I've been looking forward to this ever since our first night up here."
"Yeah, me too. Let's just take it a day at a time and see what happens."
"Sounds like a plan to me."
With that we arrived at our hotel. We got our bags and went inside and checked in. After taking care of the details at the front desk, we made our way to our room, which was on the fifth floor. Once inside, we noticed that it was much nicer than the room we had before. The bed was huge, which put a smile on Brooke's face. "We can have a good time on that," she said, grinning at me.
We also noticed that the room had a couch, an over stuffed chair, and a large HD Television. The Jacuzzi had sliding glass doors on either side; one opening to the bedroom and the other opening to the bathroom. On the other sides were full length mirrors, going all the way from the Jacuzzi to the ceiling.
"Mmmm, this is going to be sweet, Steven," Brooke commented in a sexy tone.
"Yeah, I thought this would be a romantic place to spend the night. I'm not sure we'll get much sl**p, though."
"I didn't intend to get any sl**p anyway," Brooke replied.
We got settled in and Brooke asked about dinner. "Are you getting hungry?" she asked.
"I am, especially after that work out at the apartment," I replied laughing.
"I say we change clothes and go out for dinner, and then come back for a relaxing soak in the Jacuzzi." Brooke said.
"That sounds great to me. Where do you want to eat?"
"How about that steak house we saw coming in? That looked like a good place to eat. Looked sorta expensive; can we afford it?" Brooke asked.
"I think so. We're still using dad's credit card. He said for us to get a nice dinner, so let's do it!"
I sat down on the bed and turned on the television while Brooke changed her clothes, but I didn't see much of the show; my eyes were on my s****r as she undressed.
"You're staring at me again, Steven," Brooke said.
"You'll have to get used to that, s*s. I can't take my eyes off of you. You look so fucking sexy when you get undressed. God, I love watching you."
"Thank you!" Brooke replied, as she slowly removed her clothes before she seductively made her way to the shower. As I heard the water running, my cock started getting hard again, so I decided that I'd join her. I stripped and walked into the shower and opened the door.
"I was hoping that you would join me," Brooke said.
I got inside the shower and took Brooke in my arms. I held her for a brief time, and then we began washing each other off. Taking our time, we got each other thoroughly clean. When we finished, we got out of the shower, dried each other off, and then went to the bedroom to get dressed.
I watched Brooke dress, taking in as much of her hot body as I could. I never would have thought I would feel this way about my k** s****r, but she is the hottest woman I've ever seen. When Brooke finished dressing, she picked out some clothes for me to wear, and I got dressed. We both looked sharp as we left the hotel room, hand in hand. Brooke was wearing a short and tight black dress, that hit about mid thigh, but a little higher than that. She also had on a beautiful necklace, that hung down to her cleavage. The top of the dress was so wide that it almost revealed too much, but I wasn't going to complain. I just hoped that those puppies stayed in during dinner.
When we reached the car, I opened the door for Brooke, and she kissed me on the cheek, saying, "Thank you for making me feel so special, Steven."
"You are special, Brooke," I said as she slid into the car. I walked around to my side, got in, and drove to the steak house.
All the way over I couldn't keep my eyes off of Brooke. The dress slid up when she got into the car, and was almost up to her crotch, showing off her firm and beautiful legs. I could have taken her in the car, but knew that there was plenty of time for that later.
When we got to the restaurant, I parked the car and then walked around and opened the door for Brooke. As she got out of the car, I got a good glimpse of her crotch, which was covered with another of her black thongs.
We walked into the restaurant and were promptly e****ted to a table. The restaurant was quite romantic. We got a table for two, and I sat in the chair next to Brooke. The waitress, commenting on the way we were dressed, I suppose, asked if we were celebrating anything.
Brooke looked at her and said, "Yes, we are. It was one week ago today that we were married," as she stuck out her hand and showed the waitress her wedding rings, which were the ones our grandfather gave our grandmother. I really wasn't prepared for this announcement, as Brooke and I had not come to a decision as to how we were going to spin our relationship while at college. The rings really looked good on her. Our grandparents were extremely wealthy, so they were beautiful rings. I think our grandfather gave her this set about fifteen years ago, on their fiftieth wedding anniversary, so they weren't very old, and they looked great on Brooke's finger.
"Well, I'll bring you a complimentary bottle of our good wine to help you celebrate," the waitress said after she finished looking at Brooke's rings. The waitress left for the wine, and I looked at Brooke.
I just smiled at her. I wasn't sure how I felt about her announcement, but I didn't want to get into a discussion about it at that moment either, so I just leaned over and gave her a lingering kiss, and then pecked her on the cheek after I kissed her.
"What do you want to eat?" Brooke asked.
"I think I'll have a salad, a filet mignon, and a baked potato," I replied, noticing a special on the menu that featured the 8 ounce filet mignon.
"Then, I'll have the same," Brooke replied.
When the waitress returned with our wine, she poured each of us a glass, and left the wine in a decanter on the table. She took our order. I ordered my steak medium rare, and Brooke ordered her's well done. I don't know how she eats her meat well done, but that's the way she always orders it.
We talked while we waited for our dinner, but I didn't say anything about the wedding ring. I was starting to like the idea of being married to my sexy s****r.
Our dinner finally came, and we started eating, while enjoying light conversation and the romantic ambiance of the restaurant.
After dinner, we ordered a piece of cheese cake to split, and finished it off, along with the remainder of the wine. Between the two of us, we finished the entire bottle, and it was a very good wine, and complimented the steak nicely.
Brooke and I decided to head back to the hotel, so I paid the bill with dad's credit card and we left for the parking lot, walking hand in hand. When we got to the car, which was in a secluded part of the parking lot, I turned Brooke against the side of the car and pulled her face to mine. "I fucking love you, s*s," I said before kissing her. Brooke grabbed me around the waist and held me tight as we kissed several times.
I opened the door for Brooke, and she slid into her seat, holding her legs apart for much longer than necessary before turning in her seat, giving me a great look at her firm thighs and her thin panties. My cock was starting to get hard again as I looked at her firm legs.
When we returned to the hotel room, we were both quite relaxed from the bottle of wine we shared at dinner. Brooke walked to the closet and found two white terry cloth bathrobes, and got them out.
"Umm, these will be nice," she said.
"You look great to me in that sexy black dress, s*s. I could stare at you all night in that dress."
I'll look even sexier out of it, Brook said as she slid it down, along with her underwear, and slipped on the bathrobe, leaving it open in the front. "Why don't you put yours on too," Brooke suggested.
I got up from the bed, undressed, and put on my robe, leaving it open in the front as well. Brooke walked over to me, dropped her hand to my flaccid cock, rubbed it gently, and said, "This boy is going to get some action tonight."
"I sure hope so," I replied.
"I'll get the Jacuzzi started, and then we can soak for a while," Brooke said as she let loose of my hardening cock and walked over to the Jacuzzi and slid open the door. I watched her as she started the water, adding a small amount of bubble bath.
I walked over to the mini refrigerator and got out the bottle of champagne I had the manager place in there for us, for a price, of course. He also left two champagne glasses for us on the counter.
I unwound the wire holding the cork, and it released with a loud "pop."
"What the fuck was that?" Brooke asked, turning to me.
"That was the sound of a party starting!" I said, lifting up the bottle of champagne. The champagne was bubbling out the top by this time.
"Get a glass and save it" Brooke said, excitedly. "We don't want to waste any of it!"
I got a glass and poured some of the champagne into it, and then filled the other glass. I took both of them over to Brooke and said a toast. "Here's to a night of fun, and to the rest of our lives together."
Brooke took her glass, rang it against mine and said, "Here's to the greatest b*****r in the world!"
We sat on the edge of the bed and took a couple drinks while waiting for the Jacuzzi to fill, and then decided to get in.
I set down my glass and gently removed Brooke's bathrobe, revealing the most sexy body I've ever seen. I never get tired of looking at my s****r's body. God, she looks terrific. I can't believe I have her all to myself.
After Brooke's robe hit the floor, I shed mine, and we walked, hand in hand, across the room to the Jacuzzi, and stepped in.
Brooke sat at the far end of the Jacuzzi, looking at me with a sexy grin as we admired the refection of our nude bodies in the full length mirrors.
I slid across the tub to Brooke's side and ran my fingers up and down her thighs as we soaked, relaxing. I moved my hands up to her stomach, and then to her tits, noticing that her nips were getting hard. I gently circled each with the tips of my fingers, causing goose bumps all over her chest and arms.
"God, that feels so good, Steven."
I continued rubbing my s****r, feeling every inch of her tight body, which glistened with the water. Brooke smiled at me as I continued rubbing her tits. Slowly I leaned forward and began licking her right nipple, gliding my tongue over her hard nipple, flicking my tongue against. Brooke's mouth was open as she moaned softly at my tough.
Brooke raised up and pulled me to my feet, with my hard cock sticking straight out, brushing against her lips. She licked the head of my cock with her tongue and started sucking me for the second, or is it the third time today? I lifted my left leg and let it rest on the side of the Jacuzzi as Brooke continued sucking me. She took the entire length of my cock several times as she moved her mouth up and down on my shaft, and then started bobbing her head rapidly up and down on my cock, caressing my balls as she sucked hard. God, my s****r was making love to my cock. Several times she said how much she enjoyed sucking cock. I hoped that she was referring to mine only, but I didn't say anything that would spoil the mood.
I moved back so I could sit on the edge of the Jacuzzi, and my hard cock stood straight up in the air, inviting Brooke to continue what she had started. She crossed the tub on her knees and went back to work on my cock. She sucked me hard, twisting her mouth around on my cock as she squeezed my balls. Looking up at me, my s****r looked like the sexiest woman in the world.
"God, I love sucking cock," she said again as she continued giving me the best blow job of my short life.
She leaned back and started jacking me off while licking the head of my cock repeatedly. I was afraid that I was going to cum with all the action she was giving me between my legs. My cock was as hard as it had ever been the way she was working it. Brooke was really getting off on my cock, as she dropped one hand beneath the water to her swelling pussy and started rubbing herself as she sucked me, licked me, and massaged my balls.
Pressing my hard cock against my abdomen, Brooke started licking my balls, sucking one and then the other into her hungry mouth. She then licked beneath my balls to the sensitive stretch of skin between my ball sac and my ass. The feeling of her tongue on my flesh was making me feel so fucking good. As she licked from my ball sac to my ass, Brooke continued stroking my cock rapidly. She was now stretched out with her feet almost against the far side of the Jacuzzi, with her ass floating above the surface of the water, inviting me to take her. With the water running over her back and her ass she looked so sexy. She continued jerking me and sucking my balls as I leaned back enjoying the sight before me and the feeling of her tongue licking my body.She moved her mouth back to my cock and began kissing my cock from my balls to the head and back several times. She placed her mouth back over my cock as I began gyrating my hips in a fucking motion as I face fucked my s****r, to her pleasure and mine. Brooke kept her head still while I raised and lowered my cock in and out of her wet mouth, while still seated on the edge of the tub.
Brooke commented about the pre cum oozing out of the head of my cock and squeezed my cock to get more of it out the tip, and then licked it off, taking my entire length down her throat. It must have been the effect of the wine and the champagne because my cock felt numb, and I thought I could continue this all fucking night long. Brooke took my cock so deep a couple of times that she gaged, but that didn't stop her from continuing. I'd never seen her get off this much sucking my cock. Shit, she was really getting into it, and had been at it for a good twenty minutes or more.
"You really do love sucking that cock, don't you, s*s?"
"Yeah, I really do love sucking cock, Steven, especially yours!"
Brooke and I had never really talked about our sex lives. We weren't that close until our first trip up here. I'm sure that as sexy as she is, she has had many opportunities, but we've never talked about it. I'm not sure I want to, either, especially now. Maybe at some other time, but not now.
Brooke continued working my cock for several more minutes, and then slowly withdrew her mouth and said, "Now its time for you to do me," as she slid across to the other side of the tub and leaned forward over the edge, offering her ass to me.
Her pussy lips were swollen from all the finger action Brooke had given herself while sucking me, so I bent over and started sucking at her exposed slit, tasting her juices. Brooke pressed her ass back against my face while moaning for me to continue eating her from behind.
I slid my tongue deep inside my s****r's sex, and lapped away, tasting every drop of her excitement. God she tasted and smelled so fucking good to me. I continued for a short time, when Brooke turned her head back, looked at me and said, "Fuck me, Steven. Fuck me with that hard cock of yours."
God, I was ready, too. Reaching up, I spread her slit wide open and brought my raging hard cock to the entrance and pressed forward until the head of my cock entered between her sweet pussy lips. Brooke pressed back, forcing me all the way in, as she began moaning and looking at me with that special expression on her face. I raised my right leg and rested my foot on the edge of the tub, giving me a better angle and support as I fucked her. We could both hear the splash of the water as I drove in and out of her. Brook continued pressing back with enough pressure to keep me deep inside of her while we fucked. I continued fucking slowly away at her sweet pussy as Brooke continued to softly moan, signaling her pleasure. I could feel her fingers rapidly rubbing her slit as I fucked her harder and harder. I dropped my foot from the edge of the tub, grabbed her hips, and pulled her back against myself hard as I continued. Brooke grabbed my hands and brought them up to her tits, inviting me to rub them as we fucked, which I enjoyed. I have felt a few tits before, but never tits like these. There was some sense of excitement still lingering about feeling my s****r's tits and fucking her pussy, but she was becoming more my lover and less my s****r all the time. At first our relationship felt really strange and somewhat wrong, but now it felt so fucking right. How could anything that felt this right be wrong, I asked myself, convincing myself that there was nothing wrong with having this relationship with my s****r, the woman I loved so dearly..
I was lost in my thoughts when Brooke slowly turned around and gently pushed me back onto the side of the tub, spread my legs and held my hard cock in her hands.
"I want to taste myself on your cock," she said as she leaned forward and took me into her mouth again. She started licking my cock like she wanted to get all of her juice off it and into her mouth, moaning all the while. Licking from the base of my cock to the head, Brooke kept sucking me for quite a long time, slowly sucking my cock while beating me off. She moved me to the corner of the tub, turned around and sat down on my hard cock with her feet on the side of the tub. She lowered herself down and then back up, while I grabbed her ass cheeks and supported her as she fucked herself up and down on my hardness. My hard cock was going all the way in as she lowered herself, and then she pulled up, until I was just about to pop out, and then lowered herself down again, and continued this action for a long time, while moaning and almost shouting from the intense feeling this was giving her.
The feeling was much different from fucking her from behind. It was an entirely different angle, and I was not sure how long I was going to last if we continued fucking in this position for long, but it was obvious that Brooke was getting extreme pleasure fucking this way, so I tried to hold on and not cum, which was extremely difficult.
After several minutes in this position, Brooke got off me and got out of the tub, stepping into the bathroom, and lowered herself over the side of the tub, offering her ass to me again, which I took.
I pressed the head of my cock into her pussy and started fucking her hard from behind as Brooke continued moaning, and then shouting obscenities as we fucked in this position. I felt her sweet ass as I drove in and out of her, and ran my hands down her firm thighs, pulling her tight against my cock. I pulled completely out, and then drove my cock back into her, to her shout of pleasure. Brooke was moaning much louder now, and I was sure that she would have an orgasm any moment, the way she was shouting.
"God, fuck me, b*****r, fuck me harder," she yelled several times as I drilled away at her. I thought about moving my cock from her slit to her ass, but wasn't sure she was ready for that and didn't want to spoil the moment if she wasn't. I had done anal with her f'ockey friend, but I didn't know if Brooke would want that, although I know she knew about that episode.
Brooke raised up on his tip toes while I fucked her from behind, and reaching around, spread her ass cheeks wide so that I could see the pink hole of her ass as I fucked her. I thought maybe she wanted me to do it, but I didn't. I couldn't bring myself to do that to her, at least not right now.
I spread my legs further apart and knelt down some to get a different angle on her as we continued fucking, for what seemed like forever. I'm still not sure how I lasted so fucking long, except for the wine and champagne we had consumed. I felt like I could last forever, and wanted to at this point. There was nothing else I wanted to do but make love to my sweet s****r, and to give her the pleasure she seemed to be experiencing at the moment.
After continuing this for several minutes, Brooke slowly turned around and took my cock into her mouth again, with me standing before her and Brooke on her knees. She was getting to be an expert cock sucker now. While she sucked me, she looked up at me and said, "Steven, I want you to cum in my mouth. I love the taste of your cum."
That did it. I had managed to hold off in a miraculous way for going on an hour now, but this was doing it to me. There was something about the look on her face as she sucked my cock and rubbed my balls. I reached down and placed my hands on the side of her head as she sucked me off, with her eyes looking up at me. After some time, Brooke withdrew her mouth from my cock, looked up at me and said, "I want you to beat off and cum in my mouth, Steven."
Reaching down, I held the side of her face with my left hand while jerking my cock with my right. I was almost ready to cum as I started jerking off, with the tip of my cock resting on my s****r's lower lip, her tongue out in anticipation of the load I was about to deliver to her sweet mouth.
I started jacking off in earnest as Brooke slid the tip of her tongue along the bottom of the head of my cock as I beat off.
"Oh, yea," I said as I could feel the familiar tingle that went all the way from my balls to my cock, signaling that I was at the boiling point. I slowed down as I continued jerking off, pressed the head of my cock against her tongue, and steadied her face with my left hand as I felt the cum rising through my hard cock. The first spurt hit the side of her face, with a long white thread of cum clinging to her cheek. The second ejaculation hit Brooke right on her lips, and the third shot directly on her tongue, as did the next three. I emptied my balls on my s****r's face, with most of it going inside her mouth. Brooke took my cock back into her mouth and sucked any remaining cum out of my balls. Pulling off my cock, Brooke took her fingers and scooped up the cum from the side of her face and slid it into her mouth, licking her fingers, all the while smiling at me with a sexy grin.
"God, I love your cum, Steven. God damn, that was intense," Brooke said, almost breathlessly.
"Yeah, it sure as fuck was." I replied. "That was the longest I've ever lasted, Brooke. I thought I was going to cum several times, but didn't. God, that was awesome."
Brooke lowered her face back into the water and washed off, then invited me to sit down in the corner of the Jacuzzi to relax a while. She spread my legs apart and sat down between them with her back to me, and brought my hands around and held them against her tits.
"Steven, I really love you. I hope this works out. I never want to be with anyone but you. Never."
"I don't want to be with anyone but you, either, Brooke; and now that we're "married" we don't have to worry about anyone else!" I said, referring to our grandmothers wedding rings that were still on Brooke's finger.
"Yeah, I guess we really didn't talk that through and all, but I couldn't resist bringing them with me, and it just seemed like the right thing to do. You don't mind, do you?"
"Fuck no. I enjoy the thought of being married to you. So, are we going to be a married couple from now on?" I asked.
"If you don't mind, I would like that," Brooke replied.
"Well, I guess I should propose or something then," I said, while lifting Brook off and getting down on one knee in the Jacuzzi. I took Brooke's hands and said, "Brooke, nothing would make me happier right now than for you to be my wife. Will you marry me, Brooke?"
Although it shouldn't have surprised me, it did. Brooke started to cry. At first her eyes got watery, and then the tears started to flow. Finally, she looked at me and said, "I would love to be your wife, Steven. Yes, I'll marry you. I don't know how, but yes, I'll marry you."
"Marriage is a commitment, Brooke. The ceremony just makes it official, and maybe someday we will be able to make it official, but now, I consider us married. I love you Brooke, with all my heart, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and only you."
"I feel the same way. God, I can't believe this, but I really want to be married to my b*****r. God, I love you, Steven. With that, Brooke leaned in and gave me the sweetest kiss ever. We considered ourselves married, and got out of the Jacuzzi and filled our glasses with champagne and toasted our new life together. Neither of us knew if we could ever make it official, but outside of the ceremony, we considered it done. We were deeply committed to each other, and were about to begin our new life together in our new apartment.
Although it was after midnight, Brooke was getting hungry. I used my iPhone and searched for a late night pizza parlor and found one and ordered a pizza and breadsticks delivered to the room.
"We better get something on before the delivery boy comes," Brooke suggested. We walked back into the bedroom and slipped into our bathrobes, this time tying them in the front for a little modesty for when the pizza was delivered. We sat together on the couch, talking and kissing like newly weds, which we considered ourselves to be.
In about thirty minutes, there was a knock on the door, and I opened it to greet a pizza delivery boy who was about my age. I took the pizza and the breadsticks, paid him and gave him a generous tip, and brought the pizza in and set it on the table.
"He was kinda cute," Brooke commented, referring to the delivery boy.
"Don't get any ideas, Brooke, you're a married woman, now," I replied.
"Just trying to make you a little jealous, that's all," Brooke said, smiling back at me.
"Now that he's gone, can we get rid of the robes?" Brooke asked while untying hers and letting it drop to the floor. I did the same, and we sat down in the chairs, nude, and started to enjoy our pizza.
"Should I feed you the first piece, kinda like its a piece of wedding cake?" Brooke asked.
"Sure, as long as you don't smear it all over my face," I replied. Brooke fed me a bite of the first slice, and I did the same with her. We washed it down with a drink of the champagne.
I leaned over and took Brooke's face in my hands, and pressed my lips to hers. Although she tasted like pepperoni and pizza sauce, I enjoyed the kiss, as did she.
We had a good time as we finished off the pizza and the rest of the food, and both felt a little light headed from the activity in the Jacuzzi and all the champagne.
"I hate to say this, but we really do need to get some sl**p before tomorrow. We're going to have a long day setting up the apartment," I said.
"Yeah, I suppose you're right," Brooke replied as we got up and walked over to the bed.
"Seems a shame to waste this huge bed on sl**p," I said, only half joking.
"It wont go to waste," Brooke replied. "I plan to wake you up bright and early so we'll have time to play before we have to leave. That is if I can wait that long to fuck you again."
"I like the way you think, s*s."
Brooke and I walked over to the bed and pulled down the covers. I told Brooke to lie down on her stomach and I'd give her a rub down as she fell asl**p. She liked that idea.
"Did you bring the massage oil?" she asked.
"Oh yes, I brought it. You just relax and I'll get it ready," I replied as I walked over to my shaving kit and removed the oil. I placed it in the microwave for a few seconds to warm it, and went back to the bed, where I found Brooke spread out and looking quite relaxed.
I crawled up behind her, spread her legs apart to allow room for my knees, as I reached up to her neck and began rubbing her neck and shoulders. I poured a liberal amount of the warm oil on her back and shoulders. She must have liked it because I could hear a soft moan escaping from her lips as I started the massage.
While rubbing the oil into her shoulders, back and arms, I could feel her strong muscles, which she has attained through her years of field hockey and working out. She was as fit as anyone. Softly, but firmly, I massaged the oil into her flesh. I lifted her arms, one at a time, and massaged them thoroughly from her shoulders to her hands, taking my time as I did so.
When I finished her arms, I lay them gently by her side, as I started on her back and shoulders. I applied more oil to her soft flesh and rubbed it in, making my way from her upper to lower back. When I got to the base of her back, I gently rubbed her ass cheeks, but bypassed them for the moment and started on her legs.
Her thighs and legs were as solid as her arms. Muscular, but sexy at the same time. The muscles weren't bulging or anything, but her legs were quite firm. I started at her feet, rubbing them gently, and then moved up to her leg and thigh. I put a liberal amount of oil on her thigh, and rubbed it from her knee to the base of her ass before moving to her other leg, and did the same with that leg. Brooke seemed to be so relaxed by this time I could hear a soft snore as she slowly breathed.
God, she looked so sexy laying there. I still couldn't believe that she was mine, and that we were sorta married to each other. I was really pleased with the decision to continue on as a married couple. Sure, we were young, but I really didn't see myself with anyone but my s****r, and I truly intended to spend the rest of my life with this hot sibling.
After I finished rubbing her legs, I started in on the soft globes of her ass. I poured some more of the oil on her ass cheeks and began rubbing them softly at first, and then a bit more firmly. The feeling of her ass was incredible. I took my time feeling her flesh, and then poured some oil along the crack in her ass, letting it run down over her ass to her pussy lips. When I did this, Brooke spread her legs a little more, letting the oil drip deep within her crack. I rubbed both cheeks at the same time, allowing my thumb to wander to her small, pink pucker, sliding over it gently. Brooke moaned in pleasure. I massaged from deep within her crack outwards to her cheeks, and then let my thumbs slide back to her pucker. I did this several times, and then, after applying more oil, began rubbing her pink pucker with my fingers. This must have been stimulating to Brooke, because she reached back with both hands and spread her cheeks apart, exposing her pucker, which was coated with oil.
"Umm, that feels so fucking good, Steven. Keep doing that. Yeah, keep doing that."
I continued rubbing her ass with my fingers, gently sliding them across and slightly within her hole, as Brooke continued to moan in pleasure. I did this several times, and then slid my middle finger into her to the first knuckle and circled the inside of her anus with my finger. Brooke started moving my and down on my finger, so I slid it in further, until it was all the way in.
"Use two fingers, but take it slow," Brooke said softly.
I applied a little more oil to her ass and gently slid in the second finger and gently pushed them in and out of her hole.
"God, I love that. You can fuck me there if you want, but take it slow. It really hurts if you don't do it slow," Brooke said with sort of a moan.
I couldn't believe I was going to fuck my s****r in the ass. I never really considered myself an anal type of guy, although I'd done it a couple of times with one of her friends. I withdrew my fingers, and poured oil over my now hard cock, and rubbed it in for several seconds before placing the tip of my cock at the entrance to her ass. Slowly I rubbed the head of my cock over her ass hole, all the time with Brooke softly moaning. I rubbed the head of my cock against her several more times before placing the head at the entrance. Brooke pulled her cheeks wide apart this time as I started to enter her. As the head of my cock popped inside, Brooke again cautioned me to go slow, which I did.
I fucked her ass slowly, with just the head of my cock gaining entrance to her sweet pucker. After a few minutes of this, Brooke asked me to go further, which I did. I had about half of my cock buried inside of my s****r's ass when Brooke started to lift her ass, causing me to go deeper. I took my time, not wanting to cause her any unnecessary pain, as I continued fucking her slowly.
"Oh Christ, Steven, that feels so fucking good. Fuck my ass!"
I withdrew my cock almost all the way, and then, slowly, pushed it all the way in. Brooke started humping back on my cock as I started fucking her ass a little harder and with increased intensity. At that point I sorta lost it and began fucking her ass harder.
"O god, Steven, fuck my ass. Fuck my ass, b*****r."
I fucked her harder. I could feel her strong anal muscles tighten around my hard cock as I fucked her. This was the most amazing feeling I had ever experienced. Her ass was so fucking tight around my cock as we fucked. I started fucking her harder and deeper and faster, while Brooke was raising her hips as I drove down. I could hear my balls, which were covered with oil, slapping against her as I fucked her hard.
We continued for almost ten minutes, until I felt my cum churning in my balls, and then I emptied them inside my s****r's ass. The feeling was so fucking intense as I shot my load deep within her bowels. Several shots of cum filled her ass by the time I stopped.
I don't know why I did it, but when I finished, I lowered my head to her ass and kissed it, tasting the combination of my cum and her juices as I lapped away at her. I couldn't get enough of my s****r, and wanted to continue doing this all night.
Brooke pressed her ass up hard against my mouth and tongue as I finished her off, and she had her own intense orgasm. All she could get out was, "Fuck, fuck, fuck," which she shouted several times before we both calmed down.
Brooke rolled over on her back and I lowered myself on top of her, sliding my tongue into her mouth as she licked the inside of my mouth. I held her tight as we kissed passionately, my cock pressed against her pussy, but not inside.
"This was just the night I had hoped it would be," Brooke said. "I wanted to make love to you all night, Steven, and I think we've accomplished that."
"I think so, too," I replied as I looked at the clock and noticed it was almost three o'clock. I rolled over on my side and pulled Brooke to me for one final kiss before we both fell asl**p. Yeah, the bed sheets were a mess, but we didn't care. We weren't the ones who had to clean up this mess, anyway.
I woke up around seven to the sound of Brooke vomiting in the bathroom. As I've shared before, my s****r was very vocal vomiter, and I'm sure the people in the room next door could hear her as well, if they were still in their room.
"My god, Brooke, what's wrong?" I asked as I rushed into the bathroom to find her hanging her head in the commode.
"I don't know. I woke up about twenty minutes ago and was really cold, and then I got really sick to my stomach. I don't know if its something I ate last night or what."
I walked over and sat on the side of the Jacuzzi and placed my hand on her forehead. She did feel like she was running a low grade fever, but she didn't feel too hot. "You do feel a little warm, and that would cause the chills. I feel fine, so I don't think its anything you ate, because we both had the same meal."
After sitting with her for a couple of minutes, I got up and walked back into the bedroom to get her bathrobe. I brought it in and d****d it over her shoulders to keep her warm.
"Thank you, Steven. I think I'm feeling better now."
We both sat there for a few minutes to see if she was going to get sick again, but she didn't. Finally, I put my arm around her waist, helped her stand up, and started walking her back to the bed.
"Now, I feel a little dizzy," she said. I continued walking her to the bed and had her lie down. I removed the robe and covered her with the sheet and the bedspread, tucking her in.
"I think you should lie there for a while and see how you feel. Do you think I should try to find an urgent care or something?"
"No," Brooke replied, "I'm feeling better now. I think I'll just rest a while and see how I feel later."
"Do you want me to get you something to eat or drink?"
"Mom always gives me 7-UP when I feel like this. Do you think they have any?"
"I don't know, but I'll find out. Do you want me to call mom and see what she suggests?"
"No, I don't think that's necessary; but if you could find some 7-UP, I think that might help."
I threw on my shorts and T-shirt, slipped into my shoes, grabbed my wallet and room key and left. I remembered a 7-11 near the hotel, so I walked over there and got a bottle of 7-UP and some saltine crackers. I also got a breakfast sandwich and a cup of coffee for myself, and walked back to the room.
Brooke seemed to be much better now and was almost asl**p when I entered the room. I told her what I bought, and she had me pour some 7-UP and she also ate a couple of crackers.
"Do you feel any better?" I asked.
"Well, I'm not throwing up, so I guess I do!" Brooke replied.
I let her sarcasm pass. I knew she wasn't feeling well, and certainly didn't want to get into an argument with her. I really felt sorry for her. She was very pale, and still looked like she was about to throw up again, but she never did.
I slipped off my clothes and slid back into the bed beside Brooke. She rested her head on my shoulder and I put my arm around her and held her for a while, until she fell back asl**p. After that, I got up and turned on the TV and watched the ending of some old movie.
I hoped that Brooke wasn't coming down with something. The last few weeks she has complained of being tired all the time, but she wasn't like that at all yesterday; and then this. Maybe I should get her over to an Urgent Care when she wakes up. Mom had wanted her to go to the doctor last week, but she said that she didn't have time to go.
Brooke slept until around 10:00, when I woke her up to see if she wanted to shower before we left for the apartment. Check out was at 11:00, so we needed to get moving. She said that she was feeling better, so I helped her up and into the shower. Naturally, we showered together, with me doing most of the washing. Brooke was OK to stand in the shower as long as she could hold onto something, so that worked. I really enjoyed washing her off but felt bad that she was sick.
I had her turn around facing away from the shower so I could wash her hair. She usually liked it when I washed her hair, and I wanted to do anything that would make her feel better.
We got out of the shower, dried off, and then got dressed. I had Brooke lie back down on the bed while I took our suitcases out to the car. When I got to the lobby I checked with the clerk and she said that we could stay in the room a while longer if we needed to. I told her that we were waiting for a call from the movers and then we would head over to the apartment; but there's no furniture in it yet, so I wanted to let Brooke sl**p as long as she could before we had to leave. She said that would be fine.
I took our things out to the car and then went back to the room. Brook was sl**ping again, and looked so angelic lying on the bed. Yeah, I know that she's my s****r-wife, but she is a great looking woman. I hated to see her sick.
It was around 12:30 when the movers called. They were about twenty minutes away, and were giving me a heads up call. I told them that I had the key to the apartment and that Brooke and I would be there to let them in. After I hung up the phone, I woke Brooke up.
"That extra sl**p helped a lot, Steven. Thanks."
"No problem; I'm just glad you're felling better. Do you think you can make it over to the apartment? I could try to get the hotel room for another night if you think that'd be better."
"No, I think I'll be fine. I'm feeling better now."
She did look a little better to me, so I helped her up and walked her down to the car, although she was able to walk by herself and did seem much better than she was earlier.
Brooke asked if I thought we could take the robes with us, as she liked them. I told her that I'd check at the front desk and see if they sold them, and that I imagined they did. On our way out I checked, and they had some new ones, so I put two of them on dad's credit card. I didn't think he would even notice, anyway. Brooke was pleased.
We drove over to the apartment and went inside to wait on the movers.
After they arrived, it didn't take them long to unload all of our stuff. They stayed long enough to help me set up the beds and all the furniture. I had never done any of this, and their help was appreciated. They said that dad paid them a little extra to help out with the set up.
Brooke sat down in one of the over stuffed chairs that we had in the living room while I made up her bed. When I was just about finished, Brooke came up behind me and wrapped her arms around me.
"This is our new home, Steven. I really like it, don't you?"
"Yeah, I like it, Brooke, but honestly, anyplace would be fine. I just want to be alone with you!"
Brooke took my hand and together we plopped down on the bed, facing each other.
I reached out and traced my finger along the line of her face, staring into her eyes.
"You really are beautiful, you know, especially for a k** s****r."
"k** s****r my ass. I'm your wife!"
"Oh, yeah, how could I have forgot about that?" I asked laughing.
"Can we just lie here for a while? I don't feel like unpacking anything just yet," Brooke asked.
"Sure, we can stay here as long as you want! We have all day and all day tomorrow, and the day after that. We really don't have any plans so there's no need to rush anything."
"Thanks. I just want to lie here for a while with you . . . naked."
I didn't have a problem with that, either. I reached over and lifted Brooke's top over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra. I then unfastened her shorts and slid them off along with her underwear. After undressing her, I took my clothes off and then crawled back into the bed so that I was lying on my side, facing her. I reached over and started tracing my fingers along her arms, shoulders, and her chest, to her soft moans of consent.
"Do you like that?" I asked.
"O yeah, I like that. You don't have to stop anytime soon,"
In the silence of our room, I continued tracing my fingers along my s****r's beautiful body, with the sole purpose of trying to make her feel better. I let my fingers trace down her chest to her abs, which were moving up and down slowly to the rate of her breathing. I traced them down to the soft patch of pubic hair just above her pussy, and down to her upper thighs, as far as I could reach. In just a few minutes, Brooke was fast asl**p. I slowly got out of the bed and covered her with the sheet before going back to work on unpacking.
I started in my room, thinking that it would be quieter for Brooke. I unpacked my clothes and hung everything up in the closet and put stuff away in the dresser drawers. I sat out a few pictures, set up my lap top, and got my desk organized and made my bed, wondering how long it would be before someone slept in it.
After finishing with my room, I checked on Brooke and she was still sl**ping, so I decided to set up the kitchen. It was small, so that didn't take too much time either. I did unpack the new pots and pans that we bought at Wall Mart, along with all the other kitchen stuff we brought with us, and by the time I was finished, the place looked good.
I went ahead and set up the living room and connected the television, and got that room finished as well. Other than the bathrooms, which I thought Brooke would like to do, and her bedroom, everything else was finished. I was sure that Brooke would want to rearrange somethings, but that didn't bother me. I just wanted to get things set up so it would feel more like home.
I gathered up all the boxes and the packing paper and carried it out to the dumpster, which took several trips. I checked on Brooke again, and she was still sl**ping. I woke her up just to let her know that I wanted to run over to the grocery store to get a few things for dinner and the next few days, and she understood what I was saying. I left her and drove over to the Harris Teeter, which was not far away. It was a new store, and they had a good variety of things, so I was able to get all I needed.
I got back to the apartment in just over an hour, and found Brooke still asl**p. I was getting a little worried, but she's complained about fatigue the last couple of weeks, so maybe this was just what she needed. I put all the groceries away, and then went back into Brooke's bedroom to check on her. She was asl**p, so I crawled into the bed with her, stripping first.
When I got into the bed, Brooke rolled over and faced me, opened her eyes, and softly said, "I missed you, Steven," and threw her arms around me, resting her head on my shoulder.
"I missed you too, Brooke. How do you feel?"
"I feel fine, now. I think maybe it was just exhaustion or something. Maybe dehydration. I felt nauseous, had a slight headache, and then got dizzy when I stood up, but now I feel better."
"You don't think you're pregnant, do you?" I asked.
Brooke smiled and said, "No, Steven, I'm not pregnant. I'm on the pill, remember?"
"Yeah, I just thought, you know, maybe you missed one or something."
"You don't have to worry about that. I'm fine there. It must have been a little bug or something. How about if we go for a walk? What time is it, anyway?"
"It's about fifteen till six," I replied.
"Maybe we could walk somewhere and get something to eat; I'm starting to get hungry now, I missed breakfast and lunch, you know."
"Yeah, that's fine, if you're able to walk. Would you rather I drive?"
"No, I feel like I need the exercise. Let's walk."
Brooke and I got up and dressed, and headed out the door, hand in hand, with Brooke's arm around me.
"I want every woman here to know that you're taken, Steven," Brooke said as she held onto me very tight. There were plenty of residents out walking and playing around. Some of the girls had on very skimpy clothing, what you'd expect for a college town.
We walked for several blocks before coming to a small diner, which Brooke said she wanted to try. We went inside and ordered some dinner and a couple of drinks.
"How do you feel?" I asked her.
"I feel as good as new now that I'm eating something. I think I'm fine now."
We took our time finishing our dinner before heading back to the apartment. Once we returned, Brooke was ready to get started, so she unpacked the bath things and set up both bathrooms with personals and with the throw rugs and all. When she finished, they both looked great. She also worked a little on the living room, adjusting the furniture slightly from the way I had it, and then started on her bedroom. She worked on it about thirty minutes before she announced that she was worn out. She looked fine to me, but she said that she was getting tired again, and didn't want to over due it.
I suggested that we watch some television before going to bed, but Brooke suggested that we reverse that and go to bed to watch television. We could do that now, as there was a TV both in the living room and in her bedroom. We decided to do that, and went into her bedroom after closing up the apartment.
Brooke and I both stripped down before getting into the bed; big surprise there, I know. I put my arm around her and held her tight, with her head resting on my shoulder. We watched something on television, but after just a few minutes, I could hear Brooke softly snoring. I leaned forward and gave her a light kiss on the lips before turning off the light. It was early, but we both needed some sl**p.
I got up around eight o'clock the following morning. Brooke woke up when I was getting out of the bed. "Where are you going so early?" she asked me.
"I'm going to take a piss, and then start breakfast. What would you like?"
"I think I would like some pancakes if you have them," Brooke replied.
"I'll fix them right up. Do you want them in the bed or in the kitchen?" I asked.
"I'll come out there. Just call when they're ready, will ya?"
"Sure thing," I replied as I dashed to the bathroom to empty my bladder. After finishing up, I went out to the kitchen and started breakfast. I got out the new apron I bought and put it on to cover up my cock, primarily. I hadn't bothered to get dressed and thought I should have something on.
When breakfast was ready I yelled for Brooke, who came out of the bedroom nude as expected and sat down at the table.
"Our first meal at home," I said to her as I served her pancakes.
"Umm, they look delicious," Brooke replied as I sat the plate of pancakes in front of her.
"Just about as delicious as you look, s*s," I replied.
"You're just saying that because you didn't get any last night and you want to fuck me after breakfast," Brooke said with a sexy grin.
"Did it work?" I asked.
"Yeah, it worked. When these pancakes are finished, we're getting back in the bed and break it in properly!"
Brooke was true to her word, too. When she had her last bite of her pancakes, she got up, grabbed my hand, and led me back into the bedroom to break in our new apartment properly.
She dropped back on the bed, slowly slid her hands down her thighs and legs, the back up to her crotch, spreading her pussy lips apart, saying, "This is all yours, Steven. Get started!"
I laughed as Brooke was almost ordering me to eat her out, which didn't take any encouragement anyway. I crawled up onto the bed and moved over between her spread legs, took my fingers and pulled her pussy lips apart, and then went down on her, while moving my hands to her ass.
She tasted so fucking good, too. I lapped away at her pussy while rubbing her ass, finding my way up her crack to her back door. Brooke moaned as I stroked her, first grinding her pussy into my hand, and then her ass. She was getting turned on big time and I was glad I was there to help her out.
I licked away at her snatch, licking first the outside and then inside as far as I could reach with my tongue. I licked her inner thighs as well, and it must have felt good because Brooke was starting to cuss. She reached down and pressed my face to her crotch and started grinding her pussy into my mouth as I licked and sucked her.
"I love your tongue in my pussy, Steven, god that feels good."
I pulled back long enough to tell Brooke that I liked my tongue in her pussy, too. Most of my friends didn't like going down on the girls at school. I guess I didn't like doing it either with the girls I dated, but somehow it was different with Brooke. I guess in one way that was because in high school I was out to get as much pleasure as I could, and now I want to give pleasure. When I went out in high school I really didn't care how the girl felt, but now all I want to do is make Brooke feel good. I guess that's what love does to you? If so, this is the first time I've been in love, because I've never had these feelings for anyone else.
I continued licking Brooke, and the juices were flooding out of her. She started gyrating her hips against my face, still pushing down on the back of my head like I was going to try to escape of something, which there was no way I was going to.
After several minutes of eating my s****r, Brooke moved around so that we could get into a 69 position, something we'd never done with each other. Brooke crawled on top of me and lowered her face to my cock, while pressing her pussy back into my mouth. The harder I sucked on her pussy, the harder she sucked on my cock. She held my cock straight up and sucked it slowly, while grasping my balls and rubbing my thighs. I had my hands both between her legs, pulling her slit wide and sliding my tongue up and down her slit. Brooke was taking my whole length into her mouth now, still slowly stroking my cock as she sucked me off. I could see her pink pucker, so while she was sucking me, I dipped my finger into her pussy to get it wet, and then ran the tip around the cute entrance to her ass, and just circled it, which seemed to drive her crazy. I spread her pussy lips apart and flicked my tongue over the lips and continued licking around and inside her pussy while probing her pucker with my fingers.
Brooke continued doing a masterful job on my cock, sucking all the way to the base before sliding her mouth back up to the tip. By this time I had my index finger buried in her ass, about to explode from the feeling of her mouth surrounding my cock. Why we had never tried this position before, I'll never know, but I assure you, this wont be the last time.
The more I worked her ass and pussy, the harder Brooke sucked on my cock. She sorta mimicked on me what I was doing to her, as far as the speed of things. She licked down the shaft of my cock to my balls, and while sucking my balls she began jacking my cock.
The taste of her pussy was driving me crazy. I wanted her and I wanted her bad. The feeling of her mouth and tongue on my cock intensified the feeling I got from eating her out. My face was wet from her flowing juices as I continued sucking her pussy and finger fucking her ass.
Brooke started bucking her hips against my mouth as her head rose off my cock. She then lifted herself off me, turned around so she was facing me, and lifted her pussy over my hard cock. I lined my cock up with her pussy, and Brooke lowered herself onto my waiting cock, while I grabbed her ass and started rotating her up and down on my cock. Brooke leaned forward and let her breasts hang down in my face as I continued fucking her. She was riding me hard now, shouting obscenities as I made rapid thrusts up onto her tight pussy. I held her hips still as I raised myself up into her rapidly. God it felt so fucking good as I fucked her and sucked her tits. Brooke was bouncing up and down on my hard cock now, with the sweat pouring off each of us. I kept pumping into her. Reaching around, I could feel her ass hole, and as I did so, Brooke pushed back against my hand, so I let a finger find its way into her ass as we continued fucking. I was thrusting into her rapidly now, and for some reason started slapping her ass, probably harder than I should have, but it seemed to stimulate Brooke, who was now sucking my tongue as I was fucking her hard.
I started fucking her faster as I could feel her pussy walls begin to spasm around my cock.
"Oh god, yes, yes, yes, I'm going to cum, Oh fuck yes. . ." I heard her say just as she had her orgasm. The spasm of her pussy walls caused me to lose it, and just then I started shooting my load into my s****r. One, two, three volleys of cum shot into her, and then another three. I could feel my cum coating my cock as I continued ramming it inside of her.
I finally slowed down, and then stopped fucking Brooke. We both relaxed as my cock popped out of her pussy, and then I could feel my sperm drip out of her pussy and down onto my cock and balls.
I reached up and pulled her face to mine and drove my tongue inside of her mouth as she did the same. The feeling of her wet body against mine was an erotic feeling. I ran my fingers all over her body while kissing her like it was my last time.
"Can we stay in the bed all day?" Brooke asked me.
"That would be fine with me," I replied.
I thought we were going to do just that until someone rang the door bell.
"Who the fuck could that be?" Brooke asked. "Nobody even know's we live here, except mom and dad. Oh fuck, you don't think its one of them do you?"
"I sure hope not. I'm sure it smells like sex in here. I guess one of us has to open the door. I'll do it while you clean up this room a little and get your robe on," I said to Brooke as I wrapped my robe around me and headed to the front door.
By the time I got there they rang the doorbell a second time, which was about to piss me off. I looked through the peephole, and it was Amanda. What the fuck was Amanda doing here? I hadn't seen her or talked to her since we rescued her from the frat party, and after that I didn't expect to ever see her again.
"It's Amanda," I shouted to Brooke.
"Oh my god," Brooke said, running out of the bedroom while at the same time still putting her robe on.
Brooke opened the door and pulled Amanda in. They were both squealing like two long lost s****rs or something.
I stood back watching the two of them hugging each other, Brooke in her robe, and Amanda in her short shorts and halter top. God, they both looked great to me.
"How did you find us?" Brooke asked, taking Amanda by the hand and walking her to the living room.
"I called the housing office last week to see if you two had made any housing arrangements. I thought it would be good to have somewhere to go to get off campus. I've been here for summer classes. I have to make up an English class to get up to speed, and it's offered during the June term. Anyway, they gave my your address, and I was free this morning so I decided to drive over and see if you were here yet."
"Yeah, we just moved in yesterday. Oh god, you haven't seen this, have you?" Brooke asked, showing her ring off to Amanda.
Amanda screamed again, "Oh my god, you two got married? When did that happen?"
"Just last week. Our parents weren't very happy about the two of us living together, so we eloped. They weren't too crazy about that either, but it's done. We're both pleased, though. It's really been great."
"Well, congratulations to both of you!" Amanda said, giving Brooke and me a kiss on the cheek.
I sat there mesmerized as Brooke told Amanda all about our wedding, in detail. There was no fucking way I was going to remember all that, so whenever someone asked me about the wedding, I just let Brooke tell them.
The two of them kept talking about school, f'ockey, the team, and I learned that Amanda decided to come to St. Mary's even after the episode at the frat party. She had a full ride, the same as Brooke, and her parents wouldn't let her give that up, and there was no way she would've been able to tell them why. She and Brooke were talking about the frat party a little, and Amanda was talking about how embarrassed she was after "doing it" with all those guys. I started remembering the evening, and how Liz and the other girl did it on the floor, and must have got lost in my thoughts, because the next thing I knew, Brooke was giving me this strange look and then looking down at my crotch. I looked down, and my cock, which wasn't entirely hard, but wasn't soft either, was visible through the slit at the bottom of my robe. Amanda was facing Brooke and away from me, so she didn't see it, but had she turned around, she would have.
I reached down and slid my cock back inside my robe as Amanda and Brooke finished talking. Amanda had to leave to get back to class, but Brooke suggested that she come over tomorrow night for dinner, and she said that she was free and would love to. Amanda left, and Brooke came after me.
"So what about that conversation gave you a hard on, or were you just that happy to see Amanda?" It was the first time in weeks that Brooke was yelling at me, and she was as angry as fuck.
There was no way I could lie to Booke, so I confessed that when she and Amanda started talking about that night I pictured Liz and the other girl fucking on the mattress, and sure, I got a little turned on, but I wasn't going to do anything with them or anything. I told her that I wasn't even aware that I was showing until she pointed it out.
"Hmm, does Amanda turn you on, then?" Brooke asked me.
"No, not really, it was just all the talk, I guess," I replied.
"Maybe we shouldn't have her over if that's the way you're going to react."
"Really, Brooke, it doesn't matter to me, she's your friend and teammate. I'm not interested in Amanda, believe me. I'm not the least bit interested."
"You sure?" Brooke asked.
"Yes, I'm sure. Not the least bit interested. I'm in love with you, and you're the only person I want in my life."
"That's all I wanted to hear," Brooke said as she moved in next to me, untied my robe, and put her arms around my waist, next to my skin, bringing our nude bodies together.
"You wanna do it again?" Brooke asked as she held me tight.
"We could, but we have a shit load of work to get done. How about we finish up the house first?"
"Yeah, it'll be great to get everything put away and all," Brooke replied, "but, I want you to promise me that we'll have some fun when we finish. I'm just getting used to us sharing the apartment and I want to get the most our of it."
I had no problem promising Brooke that we'd play around tonight after we got the apartment set up. Hell, that's one major reason I wanted to room with her. We do have a good time together.
Brooke and I worked on the apartment all day. We stopped at lunch for a sandwich, but worked until early evening before we got everything finished and put away. Standing back and looking at the place, we were quite pleased with what we had accomplished.
"I'm gonna take some pictures and send them to mom and dad," Brooke announced as she started taking pictures of the apartment with her iPhone. She had me pose in my bedroom, and she posed in hers. We took pictures of each other in every room, and by the time we were finished, we had sent about a dozen pictures to mom and dad. We were sure that they'd get a kick out of them.
"What do you want to do about dinner?" Brooke asked.
"I could fix something up if you want me to," I replied.
"That would be good. I really don't feel like going out anywhere, I'm worn out from all the work today," Brooke said.
"Are you hungry for anything in particular?" I asked.
"Yeah, but you said we couldn't do that until later."
"Ha, ha. You can have that anytime you want, s*s."
"I know I can. That's the fun of living together, we can have each other any time we want."
"How about if I grill a couple of hamburgers for us? I have the hamburger and some things to go with. I also got some charcoal for that grill outside. Does that sound OK with you?"
"Sure. What are we going to have when Amanda comes over tomorrow?"
"I was thinking about making some Lasagna tomorrow. Does that sound OK?"
"Yeah, I'm sure Amanda would love your Lasagna. God, its good."
"OK then, we'll plan on that."
"Don't fix me a huge breakfast or lunch tomorrow then, I don't want to gain too much weight before practices start."
I got the hamburger out of the refrigerator and fixed it up. I have a spice mix I put into the hamburger along with some onions. I also had some cheese and all the other fixings. While I was grilling the hamburgers Brooke set the table and got some other things out of the refrigerator to go with the burgers, along with our drinks. I stood by the grill watching Brooke getting things ready inside, and thought that we really were acting like a newly wed couple, and I loved that idea. Yeah, I loved being "married" to my s****r.
While Brooke wasn't much of a cook, she was good at setting menus and setting the table and cleaning up afterwards. She even said at home that if I would cook for her, she would do the dishes, and she has continued that practice now that we were living together. I don't mind cooking, but I hate cleaning up the mess afterwards, so this arrangements works perfectly for both of us.
After the kitchen was cleaned up, I sat down on a chair and turned on the TV. Brooke walked into the living room which opened up to the kitchen, so it wasn't much of a walk, and sat down on my lap.
I reached up and brushed her hair out of her eyes and just looked at her for a few minutes before speaking.
"How've you felt today? You really were sick yesterday. I was worried about you."
"I feel much better today. I did get a little dizzy a couple of times while we were working and had to sit down for a few minutes, and I'm really tired now, but other than that I feel fine."
"You still look a little pale to me. Maybe tomorrow we can get outside for some sun. It's supposed to be a beautiful day. How about a hike or something? There's a state park not far from here."
"That would be fun. Could we take a picnic lunch or something?"
"Sure, I could get some things together for that. Let's do it," I replied.
With Brooke still sitting on my lap, I reached up and pulled her face to mine and gave her a lingering kiss, letting my tongue slide into her mouth.
"Umm, I like that," Brooke sighed.
"Yeah, I do to. What do you say, wanna move this into your bedroom?"
"We can move it into OUR bedroom, remember?"
"Yeah, that's right. OUR bedroom."
I lifted Brooke off my lap, took her hand, and led her into our bedroom. We slowly undressed each other before lying down on the bed.
"God, you are so fucking beautiful, Brooke. You never have to worry about me looking at another woman! You're all I could ever desire. You have the perfect body, a great personality, and, Christ, I fucking love you so much."
Brooke leaned into me and kissed me passionately after I said that, letting her hands roam all over my body, as I did the same to her.
Brooke pressed me back onto the bed and crawled on top of me, kissing me passionately and grinding her crotch into mine. I let my hands roam down to her ass, my favorite spot on my s****r's body, and gently massaged her firm cheeks with my hands. Brooke continued grinding her hot body against mine. She leaned back and brought her tits to my mouth, and I sucked one and then the other, while still massaging her ass.
After letting me suck her tits for several minutes, Brooke started licking her way down my front. She sucked on my nipples for a while, and then continued down toward my cock, which was growing rapidly. When she got to my cock, Brooke looked up at me and said, "Time to trim these pubes again, b*****r. They tickle my nose!"
"I don't want anything to distract you from sucking my cock, Brooke. We'll take care of that first thing in the morning! Now, get back to sucking!"
Brooke smiled, and then returned her attention to my raging hard on, taking it back into her mouth and started sucking it again. She used much more tongue action this time than before, and it really felt good. I looked down at her and could see that she was really getting into sucking and licking my cock. She licked from the base to the head, swirling her tongue around the head of my cock, bringing me intense pleasure. Then she started bobbing her head up and down on me while twisting her mouth around as she did so. I don't know where she learned this technique, but it was quite amazing and stimulating. I swear, I've been sucked off before, but no other girl made me feel quite like Brooke does. She sucks my cock because she wants to; other girls sucked it because they thought I wanted them to, and there is quite a difference. I liked the way Brooke sucked my cock.
After doing this for a good fifteen minutes, Brooke started licking her way back up my torso and brought her mouth to mine again, and drove her tongue inside. I sucked on her tongue, while dropping my hands to her ass and massaging her cheeks.
Brooke raised up on her pelvis and brushed her pussy against my erection. I loved how it felt when she did that. She reached underneath herself, put her hand around my hard cock, and brought it to the entrance to her sex and lowered back down on my cock, which entered her all the way. I was learning that Brooke liked to be in control when we were having sex. I didn't notice this at first, but the more we make love, the more I sense that she likes to be in control. She shows this by taking the initiative most of the time, by climbing on top whenever she can, and by switching positions. Like this morning. I'd never done the sixty-nine position, and it was Brooke who moved us around into that position. I mean, hell, I'm not complaining at all, just pointing this out. She also likes me to eat her out, I can tell. When we start to have sex, she usually gets into a position where she's on her back with her beautiful legs spread apart, showing me that beautiful pussy. She knows that once I see it I want to go down on it, so she makes sure I see it. I'm sure that before we're finished fucking this evening, there will be an opportunity for me to eat her out. I just know there will.
Brooke continued gyrating her hips against my crotch, pressing down, taking me all the way, and then raising up, until I almost pop out, and then lowering herself back down on my cock. She likes to be in control of the position and the speed, and thats all right with me.
Brooke remained on top the whole time until she reached orgasm, which come on suddenly, violently, and loudly. With shouts of "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I could feel Brooke slow down, letting my cock bottom out and remain there while the walls of her pussy contracted around my hardness. I lost it when I got a look at her face. She had raised her head, but her eyes were closed as she shouted through her "fuck me" contorted face. It was the sexiest look ever, and that, along with the sight of her beautiful tits and body hanging over me, caused me to ejaculate violently into her. I started bucking my hips beneath her and into her as I came. After I shot my loads into her, I grabbed her cheeks and pulled her crotch tight against mine.
"That was great, Steven. I mean, I love you and all, but the fact that you're such a good fuck is an added bonus. God, you fuck well, b*****r."
"You're a good fuck yourself, s*s. I could stay in bed and fuck you all day long."
"We'll have to do that one day. Just stay in bed and fuck all day long. I think I'd like that; but before that, you have some more work to do."
After saying that, Brooke leaned back and brought her pussy to my mouth and pressed down, causing her pussy lips to smear my juice and her's all over my mouth. I held Brooke by the hips as I licked away at her pussy, enjoying the taste of our combined juices. Brooke is the only girl I've ever eaten out after we'd had sex. I never thought I'd enjoy doing this, but, hell, I think I'd do anything with Brooke. God I love her.
Brooke started getting off as I tongue fucked her and cleaned her out. She started pressing her pussy hard against my mouth, telling me to keep licking her. With our juices running down the side of my face, I continued licking her pussy as she started gyrating faster and faster on my face and particularly my tongue, buried deep within her pussy.
"Oh Christ, Steven, I'm gonna fucking cum again! I'm fucking cumming again!" She wasn't lying either, just as she finished saying that, a flood of her juices filled my mouth. Brooke was panting breathlessly by this point.
"I've never done that, cum twice so close together! God that was awesome. You have a nice cock and tongue, b*****r! I wish I'd discovered that years ago!"
"Yeah, we sure wasted a lot of time hating each other! I'm sure glad we got over that."
"Yeah, me too. What do you think about a shower, now, b*o?" Brooke asked.
"I think we both need one."
We got off the bed and walked into the bathroom together. Brooke leaned over and started the water.
"God, that must have been some wild sex, s*s, you have a bruise on your right thigh, just below your ass," I said, noticing the bruise, which was about the size of a large egg.
I walked over and placed my hand on the bruise and said, "Right here. Do you feel it?"
"No, I don't feel anything. Maybe I bumped into something while we were setting up the apartment today, I don't know what its from."
"Well, I'm sorry if I caused it, but I don't think so."
"No problem, it'll go away in a few days."
Brooke and I got into the shower and washed each other off.
"I think I like cleaning up almost as much as the sex," I shared with her. "I love washing you and running my hands all over your body."
"You can wash me as much as you want to," Brooke said while I washed her front. When I got to her neck, Brooke reached out and grabbed my left hand and was just staring at it.
"What?" I asked.
"We need to go to a jeweler tomorrow. You need a ring on that finger! I don't want any of the girls around here thinking that you're a free man!"
"I never thought of that. I guess I should have a ring if you're wearing one. We'll take care of that before we go to the park tomorrow. I like the idea of wearing a wedding ring."
"And you better never take it off, either."
"Even when we go home?"
"Yes, even when we go home. I never want that ring off your finger."
"So, are you ready to explain our relationship to mom and dad?"
"No, but I still don't want the ring to ever come off once I put it on your finger, and I'm doing that in the morning; and you better not take it off around Amanda, either!"
"Brooke, you don't have to worry about that. Like I already told you, I have absolutely no attraction to Amanda; plus, it wasn't my idea to invite her over for dinner tomorrow night, either."
"I know, I just feel sorry for her. I don't think she has many friends, and I feel like we should have her over some, that's all."
"Well, to be honest, I'm not excited about the thought of her hanging around here all the time."
"Yeah, maybe you're right. I don't want her hanging around here all the time either; but I did ask her over tomorrow night, so I can't go back on that. We'll see how things go."
We got out of the shower and dried each other off, and then Brooke got our robes out of the bathroom closet and we put them on.
"Leave it open in the front, Steven," Brooke suggested.
"I will if you will. I love to look at your hot body, s*s."
We left our robes open and walked back into the living room and sat down on the couch together. We didn't turn on the TV or do anything other than look at each other for a few minutes.
"This really is awesome, Brooke," I shared, "us living together, I mean."
"Yea, it is. I never would have thought things would work out like this when we made our first trip up here. How long had you wanted to do something with me like that?" Brooke asked.
"For the past couple of years, anyway. I got really jealous when you would go out, especially if it was with someone I knew," I told her. "I was jealous that it wasn't me you were spending time with. I think I've been in love with you, you know, more than like b*****r and s****r, for at least a couple of years."
"That's so sweet. I had a crush on you for about that some amount of time, but Christ, Steven, you were so fucking mean to me!"
"Yeah, I was, but that was because you wouldn't pay any attention to me, that's all. I guess we both loved each other and wanted something to come out of it, but neither of us was willing to take that first step."
"That is, until you brought me up here. Did you really want to, or did mom f***e you to?"
"I let on like she was forcing me, and that I didn't want to, but to tell you the truth, when mom told me that I had to take you to tryouts, I went up to my room and started beating off just thinking about it."
"Really? You went to your room and started beating off?"
"Oh yea, and that wasn't the first time I'd beat off thinking about you, Brooke. That happened many times over the past couple of years. Every time I beat off I was thinking about you."
"Who were you thinking of when you dated? Me, or the girl you were with?"
"Honestly, when I dated one of your friends, I was thinking of you."
"Even when you fucked her in the ass?"
I laughed at that, and replied, "Yes, even when I fucked her in the ass, I was thinking of you. I knew she told you about that, and I think the reason she did was to make you jealous!"
"She did, too! I not only got jealous, I got myself fucked in the ass too!"
"I got your friend Jerry to fuck me in the ass after a football game. I was so angry about you doing it with my friend that I let Jerry take me home after a game, and on the way home I had him pull off the road onto that deserted road and started making out with him. He wanted to fuck me, but I wasn't on the pill then, so I told him he could fuck me in the ass if he wanted to, and he did. He asked me to suck him off to get him hard, so I did, but that didn't take too long. The bad thing, though, I didn't get his cock very wet, and when he got my clothes off, he just fucking rammed that thing in my ass and it hurt like fucking hell."
"That's why you told me to take it slowly when I fucked you in the ass then?"
"Yeah, I still remember how bad it hurt when he just rammed his cock in me. It's a good thing he has such a small cock!"
That comment made me laugh. Guys always like to hear that their friend's have smaller cocks than theirs.
"With you, Steven, its different. I can tell that you care for me, and you like to give me pleasure. Sometimes I feel like I'm taking advantage of you or something."
"You don't ever have to feel like that, Brooke, I love making love with you. God I do!"
"How many girls have you made love to?"
"Is this true confession time or something?" I asked.
"Yeah, I guess so. Fuck, I told you about Jerry. You can tell me a few things."
"Well, I want you to know that I'm perfectly happy with you and the way things are between us, Brooke. I've screwed around some, but that is over. It's only you and me from now on."
"I know that, and feel the same way; but I'd still like to know what all you've done."
"Well, there really isn't that much to tell. I've had sex with four girls, two of them were on your f'ockey team, and I'm sure you knew about both of those times."
"Yeah, I knew about them. Who else have you been with?"
"There was a girl at school, the community college, named Trish. She was Asian, or maybe Polynesian or something. She would always hang out with me at the lunch room between classes. She shared an apartment near the school with a friend, and one afternoon she invited me over after a class we had together. I went over, and we, sorta, did it."
"What did you do?"
"Well, as soon as we got inside the apartment, she was all over me, kissing me and all. Then the clothes started coming off, and before I knew what was happening, the two of us were on her bed fucking hard. I had to bareback her, too, as I didn't have any condoms with me. After that I always carried one with me, but fuck, I never needed one after that. Anyway, we were fucking away and her roommate came home, and she decided to join us."
"So, you fucked both of them?"
"No! Her roommate undressed and got into the bed with us, which didn't bother me, but I soon found out that it really pleased Trish. She and her roomy started kissing and all kinds of shit. I watched for a couple of minutes, and then excused myself. Trish tried to get me to come again, but I told her I wasn't into that shit. After that she never ate with me at lunch again, which was OK with me."
"That's so funny!"
"I didn't think so at the time, but I guess it is now. You ever do anything like that with any of your friends?"
"No, but I've had the opportunity if I wanted to. Three or four of the girls on the f'ockey team are lesbians, and one of them hit on me several times, but I didn't want anything to do with that either. One of the girls on St. Mary's team hit on me when I came up for tryouts. She said that a few of the players were getting together at her house the night of the frat party. She put her hand on my shoulder and said, 'we're not really that much into guys, if you know what I mean.' Hell, I knew what she meant and was sure I was going to the party with you after that!"
"That's funny. Which one was it?"
"Julie. I'll point her out to you when practices start up."
"Brooke, I was sure but the way you sucked me and the way you were when we were making love that you'd had some experience, and I admit that I have as well, but I promise you, sex with you is the sweetest I've ever had, and it's all I'll ever want. I love you so much."
After saying that, I leaned into Brooke and gave her a soft kiss on the lips, and she kissed back.
"Steven, I'm really tired, how about we go on to bed?"
"That sounds good to me," I replied, standing up and taking her by the hand and leading her into the bedroom.
When we got to the bedroom, I turned off the light. The light coming in from the window gracefully illuminated Brook's body as I slid the robe off her shoulders. The light highlighted her pert nipples, which I reached out and gently caressed. I dropped my robe and pulled her into me, kissed her on the forehead, the cheek, and then her lips.
"Brooke, I love you so much. The past is the past, and now we begin building our future together. I love you, s*s."
"I love you, too, b*o."
The two of us climbed into the bed and held each other tight as we fell asl**p.
I awoke the following morning around 6:00. Brooke was still sound asl**p beside me, and I didn't want to disturb her, so after giving her a soft kiss on the cheek, I crawled out of the bed, put on my robe, and after a short trip to the bathroom, I went on into the kitchen to begin making the lasagna for tonight's dinner. I liked to make my own lasagna noodles so it would take a little time, but not too much. I already had all the other ingredients in the refrigerator, so I got them out and went to work. I turned on the TV to catch up on world events as I prepared the lasagna. It only took about an hour to get it all ready, so I covered it and placed it in the refrigerator. That way all I needed to do was get it out tonight when Amanda came over and cook it.
I watched TV for a while and then decided to go get Brooke up. It we about 7:30. I went into the bedroom and softly asked Brooke if she wanted anything for breakfast.
"What time is it?" she asked.
"It's about 7:30."
"How long have you been up?"
"I got up about 6:00. I wanted to get the lasagna ready before we left, and its finished. I'm ready to fix breakfast if you'd like some."
"Sure, that sounds great. How about bacon and eggs, scrambled?"
"Coming right up," I replied. "Do you want to come out to the kitchen, or do you want breakfast in bed?"
"You're so sweet to offer that, but I think I'll come out to the kitchen. Just call me when its ready."
"No problem. It'll only be about ten minutes."
I left the bedroom and went back to the kitchen and fixed bacon and scrambled eggs for us, along with some OJ and an English muffin for each of us. I was right, it only took about ten minutes.
"Brooke, your breakfast is ready! Come and get it!"
"OK," was her reply.
I set the food on the table, and Brooke came out of the bedroom, not bothering to dress for breakfast.
"I really like the freedom to roam around the house in the nude, Steven. We did say that once we had our own place we were going to be nude all the time, remember?"
"Sure do, and it still sounds like a good idea to me," I replied as I shed the robe I was wearing.
"Yeah, I like you better that way," Brooke said as I tossed the robe onto a chair.
"I like you better that way too!" I replied.
Brooke and I chowed down on the breakfast and talked about the day.
"What time is Amanda coming over this evening?" I asked her.
"I think I told her around 5:30 or 6. I'll send her a text later to remind her."
"That should give us plenty of time. You wanted to go by the jewelry store and then we'll have plenty of time to go for a hike in the park, if you still want to do that,' I said.
"Yeah, that sounds like fun. Are you still going to pack a picnic lunch for us?"
"Yeah, I'll do that now, and then we can get dressed and head down to the town center."
I got up to clear the table, and Brooke helped. We took the dishes all over to the sink and I rinsed them and put the dishes and silverware in the dish washer. I cleaned off the table, and got out some things for our lunch. I thought I'd make a couple sandwiches and throw in some snacks, which shouldn't take long.
"When you finish packing lunch, why don't you come back in the bedroom for a while," Brooke said with a seductive look on her face.
"You can count on that!" I said to her as I started getting things out for the sandwiches.
It didn't take long to pack lunch, especially knowing what was waiting for me in the bedroom when I finished. Talk about incentive!
I put the food away and walked into the bedroom, and found Brooke waiting for me, lying on the bed with her legs spread slightly.
"Come on up, big boy," Brooke said to me as I entered the room.
I crawled onto the bed, and onto Brooke, pressing my body against hers and kissing her.
"I wanted you earlier, but I didn't want to wake you," I said to her.
"Steven, you can wake me any time night or day for sex. That's one thing that's worth getting up for!"
"Umm, I like the way you think!" I said as I continued kissing my s****r-bride. "How would you like it this morning?"
"Well, if I had my choice, I'd ask you to eat me out for a while, and then fuck the living shit out of me!"
"Sounds good to me," I replied as I kissed her again and then started licking my way down her front side. Brooke hand't showered yet this morning, so her skin had a slightly salty taste to it, which turned me on. I licked her neck, her chest, and then her tits. While doing this I was moving down lower on her body, and could feel the head of my cock brushing against her pussy lips. I was tempted to go ahead and fuck her right then, but decided not to, focusing more on her pleasure than mine at the moment. I did ask her how she wanted it and all.
I focused my attention to Brooke's tits, taking them into my hands while licking the nipples with my tongue, swirling my tongue around them to get them really wet, and then rubbing them between my fingers. Brooke started moaning softly as I worked on her tits. I kissed and sucked each one for a few minutes before crawling back to kiss her again. I slid my tongue into Brooke's mouth and tasted her sweetness. Brooke started sucking on my tongue, drawing it deeper into her wet mouth. I could feel my cock hardening against Brooke's soft skin as I moved my hips up and down against her.
"Oh god, Steven. Forget about eating me, I want your hard cock in me now!"
"Really? I know you like to eat you out, and I was getting there."
"Yes, really. Christ, I'm so fucking horny for your hard cock right now, I just want you to go ahead and fuck me. Please fuck me, Steven."
I reached down and slid my fingers into her pussy to get her ready, but Brooke was right, she was ready. She was already dripping wet, so I brought my fingers out of her cunt and used her juices to lube my cock, and gently slid into her. I had the feeling of intense pleasure as I slid into my s****r, with her warm, wet pussy surrounding my cock. I wanted to take it slow, but couldn't. Something got into me, and all I wanted to do was fuck her hard, so I started ramming my cock into my s****r's pussy. I usually take my time with her, but I lost it this morning.
"Oh god, that feels great. Keep fucking me, Steven. Oh god, yes."
I pushed my arms our straight to the bed so I could lift myself off Brooke slightly. I wanted to look down at her body as I fucked her. I could see my cock driving in and out of her, and that further stimulated me. It looked so fucking cool fucking her.
"That's a beautiful sight, watching my cock thrust in and out of you, Brooke. God, that looks so fucking awesome. Every time I do this I think the same thing. 'I can't believe I'm fucking my s****r.'"
"You're not fucking your s****r anymore, Steven, you're fucking your wife, remember?"
"Yeah, I remember, but my wife was my s****r before I married her, and I kinda like the idea of fucking my s****r too."
"Whatever. God it feels good, though."
I continued fucking her hard. I loved watching my cock pump in and out of her, and loved watching her tits bounce with each thrust. I love looking at Brooke's body, especially when we're having sex.
Brooke reached down and grabbed both my ass cheeks with her hands and pulled me hard against her, causing me to bottom out inside of her before I pulled back out partway, and then plunged back into her. God, this felt wonderful.
We continued fucking for fifteen to twenty minutes, staying in the missionary position the entire time, until I started to orgasm.
"God, Brooke, I'm gonna cum,"
"Cum inside of me, Steven. O god, cum inside of me."
It only took another couple of minutes until I came inside my s****r. She said that she could feel my sperm squirting inside of her, and that caused her to orgasm. Brooke doesn't do anything half way or quietly, and that goes for her orgasms as well. When she has one, there is no doubt about it.
"Oh god yes, yes, yes," Brooke shouted as she shook beneath me. She continued shouting for a good couple of minutes. I didn't know an orgasm could last that long, but it sure as fuck did for Brooke.
I emptied my load inside of my s****r, and then collapsed on the bed beside her, and pulled her over on her side so that she was facing me.
"You are one good fuck, s*s," I said to her.
"You're a good fuck, too, b*o!"
I kissed her twice on the lips before speaking.
"Brooke, you have made me so very happy. You are the most beautiful and wonderful person I've ever known. I love you, s*s."
"I love you, too Steven."
"How about a shower before we head downtown?"
We got out of the bed and walked into the bedroom and showered, each washing the other like every other time we've showered. After we dried each other off, we went to the bedroom to dress for the day.
"I'm just wearing shorts and a T-shirt," Brooke announced.
"You wearing your hiking boots?" I asked.
"Yeah, I guess so. Do you think I need to wear a bra?" she asked.
"You don't need to wear one for my sake," I said.
"It wont bother you if I don't? We may pass others on the hiking trail, and I'm sure my nips will show."
"Brooke, it wont bother me in the least. I'm proud to be married to you. You wear what you want. You've got it, so flaunt it!"
Brooke laughed when I said that, but I noticed that she didn't wear a bra under her T-shirt either. She slipped on a tiny white thong and her short white shorts. She looked cute dressed like that with her hiking boots and socks.
"You look like you're ready to tackle the hiking trail," I said to her.
"I am! Let's get started!"
We gathered our things and headed out to the car.
"Do you still want to go to the jewelry store first?" I asked.
"Absolutely," Brooke replied.
We headed to the Town Center, which wasn't far from the apartment. I knew that they had a jewelry store there. Once we got there, we managed to park in front of the store, and went inside.
"How can I help you?" the young girl working behind the counter asked.
"Were looking for a man's wedding band. Nothing fancy but something in white gold to match my rings," Brooke replied.
"We have several over here," the worker replied as she motioned us to the other end of the counter. Brooke and I looked at several of the rings. The girl set out three or four trays of rings for us to inspect. Brooke liked one that was very simple, with an intricate design that you could barely see unless you looked close.
"How about this one, Steven?" Brooke asked.
"I like it."
The girl at the counter took the ring, and then sized my finger. The one we were looking at was way too small, but she said that she may have one in the drawer, which she opened. After looking for only a few seconds, she said, "Here's one in your size. Try it on to see how it looks on your finger."
It slid right on my finger, and I thought it looked great, as did Brooke.
"We'll take it," Brooke said.
"I'll write it up. Cash or charge?"
"Cash," Brooke said as the girl walked to the desk to get a receipt pad.
Brooke looked at me and said, softly, "Steven, I want you to promise me one thing."
"That you'll never take this ring off. I want you to wear it forever as a sign of our love for each other."
"You don't have to worry about that, Brooke. This ring is never coming off my finger."
Brooke leaned into me and kissed me hard on the lips, while throwing her arms around my neck. We kissed for a couple of minutes, only stopping because the girl returned to take our money. I reached into my pocked for my wallet, when Brooke stopped me.
"I'm buying this. I brought some money along with me to get it."
Brooke took out a wad of cash and paid for the ring. The girl wrote up our receipt and gave me a box for the ring, which she put in a small bag.
"Do you feel more married now?" Brooke asked.
"Yeah, I really do," I replied, "and this ring will NEVER come off my finger, I promise."
We walked out of the store, got into the car, and headed to the state park, which was about an hour drive away, if that long. Brooke slept most of the way, but it only took us about forty-five minutes to get there. Once we arrived, I drove around to find the entrance to the one hiking trail I read about. It is in a more isolated part of the park, and not as heavily used by the public as the main hiking trails. It goes back in the woods a ways, and then runs along the river before coming back to the main road. I had heard some k**s talking about it at the community college. They'd take their dates there on Saturday afternoons, and even then they found it to be quite isolated. They liked it for the privacy, and I thought that would be good, too.
After I found the right hiking trail, I pulled into the lot and parked the car. I had to shake Brooke to wake her from her sound sl**p. We got out of the car and I got the back pack I filled with food. I also included a blanket to spread out on the ground so we'd have something to eat on.
"How do you know about this place?" Brooke asked.
"I heard some k**s at school talking about it last year at school. They said it's a good trail, quite secluded, and goes along a river after you hike back a ways. I thought you'd like it."
We started hiking back into the woods and walked about fifteen minutes before Brooke asked if we could stop for a short rest. We sat down on a log, and I asked her if she was OK. She looked a little pale.
"Yeah, I feel OK, just fatigued, that's all. A short rest should help."
We sat there in the shade for a few minutes, when Brooke announced that she was ready to go. I pulled a bottle of water from the backpack, and we shared it as we walked along.
After another fifteen minutes, we came to the river. It was really beautiful.
"Want to go for a swim?" Brooke asked.
"Sure, if you do. I didn't pack a suit, though," I replied.
"There's nothing wrong with skinny dipping, is there? We can walk up river a little and have some privacy."
We turned and walked off the trail alongside the river, far enough that we felt anyone using the trail couldn't see us. There was a gently bend in the river, so we were out of anyone's range of vision should they come along the trail.
It didn't take us long to strip down, and the two of us walked down the river bank and into the water, which was fairly warm. We had a good time splashing each other and gently playing in the water. I loved the look of Brooke's body when it was wet. The sun shining through the trees and onto her wet body made it look like a photo shoot for a model, which I said to her.
"That's sweet, Steven. Do I really look that good to you?"
"You look that good!"
"Thank you," she replied as she walked over to me and kissed me, while the two of us stood naked in the middle of the river.
I brought my arms around my s****r and pulled her body to mine as I continued kissing her.
"I've always wanted to have sex outdoors, Steven. Do you think we could, you know, like do it here?"
"Sure. I have a blanket in the backpack. Want me to get it and spread it out?"
Brooke and I walked out of the water, and I got the blanket out of the backpack and found a place to spread it out. Brooke sat down on the blanket, and I sat down beside her. I placed my arm around my s****r and held her close.
Kissing her, I began rubbing her arms, back, and then her breasts, which I then took into my mouth and gently sucked.
"I owe you something from this morning," I said to her, knowing how much she liked me to eat her out.
"What's that?" she asked.
"This," I said as I gently pushed her onto her back and gently spread her legs apart. Brooke lifted her knees up into the air and spread her legs wide apart, allowing plenty of room for me to get my mouth to her pussy. I immediately went down on her and started sucking away and licking her beautiful cunt. Using my fingers, I pulled her pussy lips apart, while driving my tongue as deep inside of her as possible.
"God, you're good at that, Steven,"
"I've had a lot of practice on you!" I said as I continued eating her.
Brooke was bucking her pussy up against my mouth as I continued eating her. Her pussy was getting wet as her juices started to release, which not only made her more moist, but tasted great as well. I lapped away at her snatch as I gently rubbed her abdomen and her thighs. She had the smoothest thighs I'd ever felt, and I loved rubbing my hands over them.
"Oh god that feels great, Steven."
I started lapping away with my tongue on her outer lips, which was driving her wild. I would do this, and then slowly enter my tongue deep inside of her, and slowly bring it back out. I loved the taste of Brooke's pussy, so I enjoyed eating her. I licked from the bottom of her slit to the top, repeatedly.
As I reached the top, Brooke shouted, "Yes, right there, keep licking there."
I focused on that particular spot for a few minutes, which drove her wild. She started cursing again, loud enough for anyone to hear us who was within a couple mile range. "Keep licking there, shit yes, keep licking there," she shouted.
I continued working my s****r until she shouted for me to fuck her. As she said that, I promptly slid up and brought the head of my pre-cum soaked cock to the entrance of her pussy, and gently rubbed it against her slit.
"Stop fucking teasing me, Steven, and fuck me with that thing!" Brooke shouted.
I slid my hard cock into her and fucked her hard and long. We were both breathing heavily and cussing before we finished. There was something about fucking my s****r outdoors that was very erotic to me. I'd always been somewhat of an exhibitionist anyway, and doing it in public with Brooke, just made the whole experience that much more exciting to me. To make it better, about this time a group of teenage boys came around the corner in three or four canoes. I saw them coming, but thought that maybe they wouldn't see us, but I was mistaken. They started shouting at each other about the couple fucking in the woods.
"Who the fuck is that?" Brooke asked.
"I don't know, just a group of guys in canoes. Just ignore them. We'll give them something to talk about."
"Fine with me," Brooke replied as we continued fucking on the blanket in full view of the k**s.
We continued like we were before they arrived, with me ramming my cock into my s****r, and Brooke cussing like a sailor as she reached orgasm. I could feel the intense pressure on my cock as her pussy spasmed, and then felt the flow of her juices, which I soon mixed with mine as I shot my load into her.
We lay on the blanket for a while, and then I got out our food and we ate our sandwiches and chips. Sitting there in the nude with my s****r was still quite a turn on for me, and I think is also was for Brooke. We had a great time together being naked outdoors.
"I really enjoyed making love to you outside, Steven."
"Yeah I really enjoyed that, too. I'd never had sex outdoors either. We'll have to do that again sometime."
"Yeah, I really like this spot. We'll have to come back."
Unfortunately, Brooke and I would never return to the park, and would never again have sex outdoors.
After we cleaned up, Brooke and I started walking back to the car. Brooke had to sit down again on the way, which was starting to concern me, but I didn't say anything to her about it.
Once we got back to the house, we showered and then dressed for dinner. By the time we finished our shower it was time to put the lasagna in the oven so it would be done when Amanda got there. I also heated up some garlic bread and fixed three salads. I had some sorbet in the freezer and thought I'd serve that for dessert.
Amanda showed up a little early for dinner, and brought a bottle of wine along with her. Brooke took the wine into the kitchen as I greeted Amanda, who walked over to me once Brooke was out of the living room.
"I thought the wine might loosen you two up a bit," she whispered in my ear as she brushed the palm of her hand across my crotch.
"What the fuck are you talking about, Amanda? You see this ring?" I said, showing her my new wedding ring. "Brooke and I are married, and she considers you a good friend. It would kill her if she know you were coming on to me."
"OK, forget about it then. I just thought the three of us could have a little fun tonight, that's all," she said as she turned and walked into the living room.
As Amanda walked away, I could see that she was dressed for fun, too. Her shorts didn't even cover up the bottom half of her ass cheeks, and her top barely covered the bottom of her breasts. If she wanted to get laid tonight, all she'd have to do is to walk around campus for a few minutes, and I'm sure someone would take her home. All I wanted at this point was to get this night over with, the Amanda part, anyway.
Brooke poured three glasses of the wine and brought them into the living room, where the three of us sat and talked for about twenty minutes, until the buzzer on the oven told me that the lasagna was done. I excused myself and went out to the kitchen and took it out of the oven, and put the breadsticks in to heat up while I made the salads. After I finished putting the food on the table, I called Brooke and Amanda, who immediately came into the kitchenette.
"I'm really hungry, and I'm sure you'll like Steven's lasagna, Amanda, he's quite the cook."
"I'm sure I will,"Amanda replied. From the way she was acting, Brooke had no idea what had happened at the start of the evening, and I hoped that she never found out.
We took our time eating our dinner and enjoying the remainder of the wine Amanda brought with her. After we finished dinner, I got the sorbet out of the freezer and served that. When that was gone, Brooke and Amanda went into the living room to chat while I cleared the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Amanda offered to help, but I insisted that she and Brooke spend some time catching up with each other while I cleaned up dinner. I really wanted to stay as far away from Amanda as I could for the remainder of the evening, which I managed. I took my time finishing the dishes, and then made my way back into the living room. I looked over at Brooke, and she looked very tired.
"I think I need to go on to bed, you all," Booke announced after a while. Looking at the clock I noticed that it was only about 8:45, which was early for Brooke and I to go to bed; however she did seem tired. "You two can stay up and visit some if you want, but I'm really tired all of a sudden," Brooke continued as she stood. She walked over to Amanda and giving her a hug, excused herself from the room.
Amanda didn't linger at all, saying, "Yeah, it is getting late, I guess. Maybe I better be going too."
She crossed the room and gave me a hug before leaving.
"Seriously," she whispered in my ear, "if you ever want a little variety, just give me a call." She reached down and squeezed my cock through my jeans before she turned and walked out the door.
I stood there in disbelief. First, that Amanda would act that way, which shouldn't surprise me after the way she was at the frat party; and second, that I got hard when she whispered in my ear and grabbed my cock. I felt somewhat ashamed about that, but had to admit, even if she is a slut, she's still hot.
When I got to the bedroom, Brooke had already stripped down and climbed into the bed. I got in beside her and held her tight.
"Are you OK?" I asked.
"I don't know, Steven. I got a little dizzy during dinner, but thought that might be the wine or something. Then, while we were sitting in the living room, I got light headed again, and thought I better come on to bed. Did Amanda leave?"
"Yeah, she left. I think I better take you to the doctor tomorrow and get you checked out."
"That's probably a good idea. I felt good all day long, other than getting fatigued while we were hiking. I'll see how I feel in the morning."
I thought about calling mom and talking with her, but didn't. Brooke and I both fell asl**p, and slept soundly all night. I guess the hiking and the sex by the river wore us both out.
Brooke didn't go to the doctor the following day, because she said she felt fine. We spent the next week just messing around the house, and I started looking for work. I eventually found a job at the school in food service. They had several openings, and I selected a position in the Athletes' Kitchen. They have a kitchen and dining room just for the athletic department, and I knew that Brooke's meals were included with her scholarship, so I thought it would be good if I could work in the kitchen, and then maybe we could spend some time together when she came in for dinner with the team after practice each evening. I also got a job at a substitute cook at a Mexican restaurant downtown. That was something that might come in handy, especially if we were running short on cash, which shouldn't happen with our inheritance and all, but a little extra spending money never hurt.
Brooke started the voluntary conditioning with several of the members of the f'ockey team in mid June. They worked out in the gym for the first hour and then they ran conditioning sprints outside. They weren't allowed to get out field hockey equipment and use it, or have the assistance of a trainer or a coach due to NCAA regulations or something like that, Brooke explained; but the girl leading the conditioning workouts had everything outlined for each evening, and Brooke was sure that one of the coaches set that all up.
Brooke would come home in the evening exhausted, especially that night.
"How was the work out this evening?" I asked her.
"Exhausting," she replied. "Kathy really worked us tonight. Shit, Steven, this is just voluntary conditioning. What the fuck to you think it's going to be like once practices start next week?"
"Yeah, that fucking rough."
"Tell you what. Why don't you get undressed and I'll run the bath for you? You can soak while I get your dinner ready."
"That sounds like a good idea, but I'd rather have you soak with me if you wouldn't mind."
I jumped at that. Getting in the tub with Brooke sounded great to me. We hadn't had much physical contact in the past week due to her schedule and mine. She'd come home exhausted, eat dinner, and then go to bed and sl**p all night. Tonight was my night off, so I was able to be home.
"Sounds good. I'll run the bath water. You get undressed."
Brooke went into the bathroom and I went onto the adjoining bathroom and started the bath water. I filled the tub and added a little bubble bath before going into the bedroom to get Brooke. I found her curled up on the bed, fast asl**p. I shook her gently and asked if she still wanted her bath, and she said yes and got up on the side of the bed.
I pulled her up, and we walked into the bathroom, where I undressed and we both slid into the tub.
I sat down first and had Brooke sit between my legs, facing away from me. I pulled her back to me and put my arms around her and kissed her neck.
"Umm that feels good, Steven. I've missed being with you like this."
She slid down a little and rested her hands on my thighs as I massaged her shoulders and arms.
"Oh yeah, keep that up, b*****r."
I continued rubbing Brooke's shoulders and neck area, and down her arms as well. She leaned forward and asked me to rub her back, and I complied. I rubbed from her neck to the top of her ass, back and forth, while reaching around her and gently rubbing her tits.
"God, Steven, you're gonna make my cum from a back rub."
"Yeah. I'm really sexually charged now."
I continued rubbing Brooke's back, arms, and tits for several more minutes, when she suggested we take it to the bedroom, which I was more than willing to do.
I drained the water out of the tub and then dried Brooke off and led her to the bed.
"How long has it been since we made love?"
"Nearly a week, I think. I've missed you, Brooke. I'm sorry our schedules are so fucking busy, I really miss being with you and making love with you."
Brooke turned me around and had me lie own on my back on the bed, and climbed on top of me, and started kissing me. We made out for a long time, enjoying each others tongues, and rubbing each other's bodies. We rolled around on the bed for a while touching, kissing, and sucking each other. I had Brooke roll over on her stomach, and when she did, I noticed a fairly large bruise on her right hip, about the size of my hand.
"Did you have a collision with someone today?" I asked.
"Yeah, I ran into one of the girls during practice. Why?"
"You have a huge bruise on your right hip." I touched it and asked her if it hurt, but she said that it didn't too much.
"How about I give you a nice rub down?" I asked her.
"How about I suck your cock first?" Brooke replied. "I've missed sucking you off."
I rolled over on my back and Brooke crawled on top of me, and immediately moved her mouth to my cock and started working her magic on me. I had really missed the feeling of her mouth surrounding my cock, and this really felt good. Brooke sucked me and twisted my balls at the same time, which felt absolutely awesome. She got my cock really wet with her saliva, and then started slowly beating me off while she sucked me at the same time. I reached down and started rubbing her tits as she continued sucking me.
Brooke continued on me for several minutes, when I shifted from underneath her and, with her lying face down on the bed, I spread her legs, pulled her ass cheeks apart, and started kissing her ass, all the way down to her pink pucker. I kissed her there, and started licking her ass with my tongue, letting the tip penetrate her while feeling her ass with both hands. The musty aroma mixed with her sweet taste was making me very hard. I licked around her anus to her ass cheeks, and to her thighs. She lifted her pelvis up from the bed enough that I could lick her pussy. I kept doing this for some time when Brooke asked me to take her in the ass.
I moved my mouth back to her ass, and with my tongue and saliva, got her pucker as wet as I could before I moved up and pressed the head of my cock against her pink hole. I spit on her ass hole a couple of times to get it wet, and Brooke reached around, spread her cheeks wide apart, and told me to fuck her.
I pressed my cock into my s****r's ass slowly, but Brooke pressed back with such f***e it drove all the way in.
"Oh Christ, that feels so fucking good, Steven. Fuck me hard, b*****r."
I fucked Brooke hard and fast, pumping in and out of her ass. It had been a week since we'd fucked, and her ass was so fucking tight I didn't think I'd last very long, but I didn't want it to be over too quickly! I fucked her in the ass several more minutes, When Brooke squirmed, rolled over, and had me fuck her in the pussy. The difference between her ass and pussy was great. While her ass was much tighter, her pussy was much wetter as her juices were now flowing. I fucked in and out of her, and we could both her my wet balls slapping against her ass as we fucked. Brooke started moaning, and then shouting as we fucked hard for the first time in a week.
"Oh yes, God damn I've missed this. Fuck me, b*****r."
We were both working up a sweat as we fucked, it was so intense. I really had missed having sex with Brooke, and this was great.
"I'm going to cum," Brooke shouted. "Don't you fucking dare slow down until I finish!"
I didn't, either. I continued fucking her hard until I felt her orgasm, which caused her pussy to clamp down on my cock like a fucking vice. That started me shooting my load, and I emptied it into her. Brooke slowed down, and finally let her hands fall to her sides as her orgasm subsided. I spread her legs apart and went down on her, lapping away at her's and my juices, which were dripping out of her pussy. I licked her clean, then crawled up and kissed my s****r several times.
"Oh god, thank you, Steven. That was awesome."
"Brooke, you don't ever have to thank me for fucking you. The pleasure is all mine. I love you so much."
We held each other tight as Brooke fell asl**p. I wasn't that tired, but I stayed in the bed with her as I didn't want to disturb her.
Over the next week, the team started their regular practices, preparing for their first game, which would be in just six short weeks. The practices were long and hard, and were taking their toll on my Brooke. I'd see her in the Dining Hall, and she looked exhausted. She'd leave each evening about an hour before I left, and when I got home, she was often in bed asl**p already. This continued all week, when I told Brooke that we needed to talk when I got home, which we did.
I asked Brooke to come into the living room with me, and we sat down on the couch.
"I've been worried about you, Brooke. You seem to be so tired all the time. You weren't like this after practice in high school. Is this that much worse?"
Brooke started to cry. I reached over and pulled her to me, and she placed her head on my shoulder as she continued.
"I don't know what it is, Steven. I get so tired during practice that I have to sit out for a few minutes. The trainer says that it's normal, but I don't think it is. Then when I come home, I want to wait up for you because I really miss being with you. I miss making love to you, but I am so fucking tired when I get home, I just want to go to bed; and then when I get up in the morning, I'm still tired. Maybe I need some vitamins or something."
"I'm also concerned about the bruises, Brooke. I don't remember you bruising that easily before. Did you get bruises like that?"
"Not that I recall, but I didn't have you inspecting my body every night like you do now," Brooke said, giving away the fact that she knew that I looked her over every night to see if she had any more bruises.
"Yeah, I check you out every night, but I also like looking at your hot body, you know," I said, trying to interject a little humor into a serious conversation.
"We practice tomorrow, and then we're off Saturday and Sunday. Do you think you can get off work so we can have some alone time together?"
"I'll make it happen, Brooke. There's nothing I'd like better than to spend the weekend with you. Do you want to go to a movie or something?"
"Maybe, but let's not plan anything just yet. I might want to just stay at home with you."
I managed to get off work for the weekend. There isn't much activity in the Athletes' dining hall over the weekend, but they usually have me working in other parts of the cafeteria; however, I told my supervisor that I need the time off to spend with my wife, who wasn't feeling well, and he quickly agreed to let me off.
I saw Brooke in the dining hall on Friday evening, and she looked much better. I managed to get away from the counter for a few minutes and went over and sat down beside her, which had become my routine. I always take my break to sit with Brooke a little while to see how she was feeling.
"How was practice today?" I asked her.
"Pretty good, actually. I was tired, but I think things are getting better. The trainer made me take a few breaks, and kept giving all of us water, it's so hot out there. Maybe things are working out. How's your day been?"
"Good. It's been busy in the kitchen, trying to keep all you athletes fed. I'll be off in about an hour, and I got tomorrow and Sunday off, so we can have the weekend to ourselves."
"Good, that's just what I need."
I got up to leave, but not before Brooke grabbed me for a kiss, which caused a little harassing by the other f'ockey players at the table. They were constantly teasing the two of us, which was all in good fun.
I finished up work and headed home, to find Brooke sitting in the living room in her robe, watching TV.
"You must be feeling better," I said, noticing that she wasn't in bed already.
"I do; but I also wanted to make sure I was awake when you got home. I want to play!"
I walked over and sat down beside Brooke who started taking off my shirt, and then turned her attention to my pants, unbuckling and unzipping them. She was ready for action.
"I'm so fucking horny, Steven!"
I grabbed her and brought her face to mine and kissed for a long time, as we managed to get completely undressed while making out.
Brooke pushed me back on the couch and put a pillow behind my head before going down on me. She kissed her way to my chest and sucked on my nipples while rubbing my growing cock. She then licked down my chest, commenting that she thought I had more hair on my chest than before, which I had noticed too. Not much, but more than a few months ago.
She followed my treasure trail to my cock, leaving a trail of saliva all the way down my chest and abdomen. Brooke turned me around so that my legs were hanging off the couch, spread my legs, and then got down on her knees and started sucking my cock. She was horny, and the way she worked my cock proved that to me. She seemed like she was starved for my juice the way she sucked me. I leaned back and watched her work my cock. She was still the most beautiful person in the world to me, and she was getting even more fit every day due to the workouts and practices. They had been working out in the gym at the beginning of each practice this week, and I commented that I could tell by the muscles in her arms and legs, and her tight abs. Brooke smiled at the compliment. She has always been proud of her fit body, which had only improved since her workouts began. I made me a little jealous, and I told her that I was going to start working out more.
I watched Brooke work my cock like an expert. It glistened from the saliva she was pouring over it. As she sucked me she was also rubbing her hands all over my balls and thighs. When she said that she liked sucking cock, she wasn't k**ding. She continued working me for ten more minutes, and then crawled up into my lap, facing me, and in one swift motion, placed a tit in my mouth and my cock in her pussy. I started sucking her hard nipple while she started riding my cock. Brooke leaned back and had that special 'fuck me" look that she gets, that really turns me off. I reached down and grabbed ahold of her hips and helped her as she went up and down on my cock.
It didn't take very long for Brook to reach orgasm, as she soon started moaning. Her moans got increasing louder, until I knew she was just about there. I started thrusting up into her harder and faster, until she shouted that she was going to cum, and cum she did. I could feel her juices begin to flow as she climaxed, which always causes me to come with her. I try to hold off until she reaches orgasm, and manage to do that most of the time, and this was one of those times. As she shook from her orgasm I released my cum into her sweet pussy, filling it to overflowing.
We held each other for several minutes as we each came down from our spirited round of sex. I kissed her several times, and then Brooke suggested that we shower and watch some TV in the bed.
We got off the couch and went into the bathroom and got into the shower. After we washed each other we got out of the shower, dried off, and went into the bedroom. I turned on the TV and turned off the lights, and we crawled into the bed together, and held each other tight.
"I love you, Brooke," I said to her.
"I love you too, Steven."
It wasn't fifteen minutes before I could hear Brooke softly snoring. I knew that she must be exhausted from practice, and looked forward to our weekend together. I turned off the television, and just looked at my sl**ping s****r. God I loved her. This was the happiest I'd ever been in my life.
Brooke and I didn't go to the movie that weekend, we stayed home. We never left the house. Brooke was extremely tired, and just wanted to lay around the house and take it easy.
We made love again Saturday night, and I woke up Sunday morning with her sweet mouth working my cock. She sucked me until I came, and she swallowed every drop, and then licked my cock clean. We spent much of the day Sunday in bed. Brooke had always wanted to do that, so we did. We made love several times that day, and all of it was good.
The next few weeks were very difficult for us. Brooke continued to get more fatigued each day, and once the trainer sent her home before practice was even over. The next Friday they had their first scrimmage, facing a team from a neighboring school. I took the afternoon off and watched it. Brooke played well the first half, scoring two goals. The second half she looked sluggish, and then toward the end, she took herself out of the game. I saw her talking with the trainer and wanted to go down and see what was going on, but didn't want to embarrass Brooke, so I stayed in the stands. I waited for her following the game.
Walking home, I asked her what that was all about when she was talking with the trainer. She said that she felt a little dizzy late in the game and needed to come out. The trainer was concerned and said that she was going to set Brooke up with an appointment at the clinic the following morning to get some bl**d work done and see what was causing her fatigue, bruising, and dizziness. She suspected that Brooke might be anemic, and she was right. The bl**d tests showed that Brooke was extremely anemic. The doctor prescribed some supplements and a prescription for her and told her to get some rest for a few days before going back to practice.
Brooke stayed home, in the bed mostly, for the next three days, before returning to practice. She claimed that she felt better, but I could tell that she was still fatigued when she come home. She got into a routine of coming home and going to bed. I would come home and take care of her. I gave her several massages at night, but we hadn't had sex in a couple of weeks.
This continued until her first game. It was the week before classes started. We managed to get registered for our classes, but unfortunately, we never made it to the first class.
The game was at home, and I got off so I could watch it. Brooke started the game, and did extremely well for the first fifteen minutes, and then something happened. I never knew hat caused it, but while running down the field, Brooke collapsed. They called an official time out as the trainers from both teams rushed out on the field, with me close behind. When I got to the sidelines, they were still working with Brooke on the field, so I went on out. They called an emergency squad for her, and I went with them as they transported Brooke to the hospital. While they were working on her in the ER, one of the nurses came out and asked me all sorts of questions about her situation, I told her everything I knew. Her bl**d work came back and showed signs of serious illness, and they transported Brooke to John's Hopkins in Baltimore, where they were better suited to work on her.
I rode with Brooke during the transport, and called our parents once we arrived. I learned that dad was out on the West coast on business, and mom would call him. When he could get back to town, the two of them would head to Baltimore. I told mom I'd keep her informed.
The next three days still remain a blur. Brooke was admitted and they started running a series of tests on her. They didn't tell me much about what they were doing. I stayed in the room with Brooke all the time, day and night.
The third day I finally got to talk with her doctor. He invited me into a f****y conference room, and I had a sick feeling that this wasn't going to be good news.
The doctor explained that my Brooke had aplastic anemia. That was causing all of her symptoms; the fatigue, dizziness, even the bruising. He said that it was in an advanced stage. Sometimes it comes on a person slowly, and sometimes rapidly. This was the rapid onset kind. Her outlook wasn't good at all.
"Isn't there anything you can do?" I asked, through teary eyes?"
"There are medications, but I feel it is too far along for them to be effective. We could try a stem cell transplant, but her condition would have to improve first, and we would have to find a donor. Does your wife have any f****y, preferably a sibling?"
"I can do it," I told him.
"You wouldn't be a match," he said. "You would have to be a bl**d relative."
"Brooke and I aren't legally married. I'm her b*****r," I told him.
"That changes everything. Let's get some bl**d tests started on you and see if you're a match."
"You wont say anything, you know, about us being b*****r and s****r?" I asked him.
"No more than necessary," He assured me.
He had me e****ted to the clinic where they drew several tubes of bl**d. After that, I returned to Brooke's room and sat with her. She was not responsive, so I just sat there and held her hand for the rest of the day and night.
The following morning, I woke up to several medical personnel rushing into the room. Brooke had coded and set off an alarm. They asked me to leave as they worked on her, so I stepped out in the hallway, stomach in knots.
Brooke's doctor came running down the hall and rushed past me and into her room. After several minutes, he came out. I could tell by the look on his face that Brooke was gone.
"I'm so sorry, Steven. Your wife has expired."
Expired. That word will stay in my mind forever. How does someone expire in such a short amount of time? She was perfectly healthy, it seemed, just six months ago, and now she was gone.
They allowed me to spend some time with Brooke before I had to leave, but I didn't have anywhere to go. I sat in the conference room crying for what seemed like hours. Finally, the door opened and mom and dad walked in. They were both in tears, not understanding how they could lose their daughter so suddenly. I filled them in on everything and the doctor came in and shared with them. We learned that aplastic anemia is a rare bl**d disorder, where the bl**d just stops making cells for some reason. Sometimes they discover the cause, and other times, like this one, there doesn't seem to be an apparent cause. Brooke's illness came on suddenly and took her life just shy of her nineteenth birthday. She was gone.
I don't know how I managed it, but I gave the Eulogy at Brooke's memorial service. I referred to her as "Brooke" throughout the service, never stating that she was my wife or my s****r. I think, looking back, that most people had figured out our relationship, especially mom and dad, but they have never said anything about it.
I had Brooke cremated, and still have her ashes. Mom and dad allowed me to make all the decisions, and never argued with me about anything.
I never returned to St. Mary's or the apartment we shared. Dad, sensing how painful this was for me, had a company clean out the apartment and move everything, except for my clothes, into storage, where it is still.
I returned home for a few months. I became severely depressed, but through counseling and some meds, have come through it all. I continued my education and received my undergraduate and J.D. degrees at George Washington University in D.C. and went on to pass the Maryland, D.C. and Virginia Bar exams, and practice with a firm in the district.
I still wear the white gold wedding ring Brooke bought for me. When anyone asks me if I'm married, I tell them that I was, but lost my wife. Still to this day I haven't dated and don't know if I ever will. Brooke was the love of my life, and still is.