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 brother and sister, 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 sleep. 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, brother, 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, sis. 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 sleeping by myself every night knowing you were just across the hall, and knowing that we would soon be sleeping with each other every night.”

“Do you think you’ll get tired of sleeping with me every night?”

“I hardly think so. God, I love your cock and I love you. I’ll never get tired of sleeping 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 sleep 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 sister 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 sister.

“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 sister 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, sis. 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.”

“Like what?”

“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 family 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 sleep, though.”

“I didn’t intend to get any sleep 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 sister as she undressed.

“You’re staring at me again, Steven,” Brooke said.

“You’ll have to get used to that, sis. 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 kid sister, 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 escorted 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 sister.

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, sis,” 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, sis. 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 brother 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 sister’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 sister, 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 sister 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 sister 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 sister, 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, sis?”

“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 sister’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 sister’s tits and fucking her pussy, but she was becoming more my lover and less my sister 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 sister, the woman I loved so dearly.

Thanks go to my editor Althefish. You’re the best.

This is Monday, the day before Valentine’s Day. It’s 4 o’clock and I’m on my way to the hotel. I left an envelope with six $50 bills in it and a note that says to call me lying on the kitchen table. Mike usually gets home between 5:30 and 6:00, so I have some time to get ready. After registering at the hotel, I grab my overnight bag, and Mike’s, and a few groceries and head for my room.

Once in the room, I put the champagne and chocolate covered strawberries in the mini-fridge. I strip off my work clothes and pull out the outfit I’m going to wear tonight. I have chosen a black layered skirt with silver accents, a black and emerald green corset, and a half-jacket. The corset dips fairly low in front, and I feel more comfortable with my shoulders covered. I also have a silky new pair of emerald green panties and, of course, my black boots with the 3 inch heels.

I am taller than Mike by a few inches, but he loves the boots. So on special occasions I like to indulge him. The skirt ends a few inches above my knees, but it’s very sensual the way the material swirls around when I move. I wasn’t sure about the corset when I bought it, but WOW, it works wonders. I have a nice pair of perky C cups normally, but when the corset pushes them up and in, even I’m impressed with the cleavage. The emerald green color brings out the green in my eyes, and contrasts nicely with my shoulder length red hair.

I have some time before Mike calls, so I slip into the Jacuzzi for a while. Yes, I splurged on a room with a Jacuzzi overlooking the lake. It’s a beautiful view, even in winter. I relax and soak for about a half an hour, before it’s time to get ready.

My timing is almost perfect, as I’m finished with my make-up and hair and starting to get dressed when Mike calls. After a bit of chit-chat, he asks about the $300. I tell him I’m waiting for him in the bar of the Highland Hotel, and that he should bring the money with him. I try to be as elusive as possible, but tease him enough to get him to hurry.

It will take him about 30 minutes to get here. So I finish getting dressed, double-check myself in the mirror, grab my purse and head down to the bar. Even on a Monday, there are about two dozen people in the bar, so it’s not too crowded, but not empty either. It’s perfect. I find a spot at the bar and order a citrus martini.

A few minutes later a man sits next to me, and starts up a conversation. We talk about work and weather and sports for a while. I spot Mike entering the bar and give him a quick smile. He walks up to the bar next to me and does a double take. I ask if there’s a problem, and he says ‘No.’ He asks if I would like another drink, which I agree to. While he’s dealing with the bartender, I keep talking to the guy next to me.

Mike slides my martini over to me and has a beer for himself. I thank him and introduce myself as ‘Angel,’ which isn’t my name. We shake hands and he keeps staring at my cleavage.

“It’s not polite to stare.” I tease him.

“They’re spectacular! It’s hard not to stare.” He shoots back.

“They are flawless, aren’t they?” I ask him as I run my finger down along my breasts.

Mike doesn’t answer; he just takes another drink of his beer.

I lean forward, closer to him. “It would be possible to get a better look at them, if you were interested.”

Mike cocks his head a little, and says “That would be very nice. What were you thinking exactly?”

I take a little breath, as the other man is still there and listening intently to our conversation. I smile up at Mike, and in my sultry, sexy voice I say: “Well, oral would cost you $50, missionary would be $100, but for $300, I’m yours for an hour.”

I hear the man beside me make a noise, but Mike looks like he’s actually thinking it over, like he’s doing the math. Dork! Finally he nods his head, and says he could work with that. He asks where, and I tell him I have a room upstairs. He finishes his beer, and I take a sip of the martini, saying good bye to the guy on the other side of me. He looks shocked, maybe a tad bit disappointed too. I take Mike’s hand and he helps me off the barstool as I lead him to the elevators.

His hands are on me as soon as the elevator doors close, running over my ass and along my ample display of cleavage. The elevator chimes on the fourth floor, and I take him to my room. He pounces on me as soon as we get in the hotel room. I fend him off quickly.

“Business first! Do you want oral, plain Jane, or the full hour?” I slip off the half jacket and drop it to the floor.

“I want the full hour.” His voice is deeper, almost a growl.

“$300 for an hour. Cash up front.”

Mike reaches into his pocket, and pulls out the $50s and hands them to me. He wraps his hands around my waist and pulls me to him. I notice there are only five $50s in my hand, and I push him off.

“This isn’t enough! This is only $250. No money, no kinky, no exceptions.”

Mike looks at the bills for a second before he realizes he used one of them to buy drinks. He reaches in his pocket and pulls out the change from the bar, $35.

“Getting closer, buddy, but $285 just doesn’t cut it.”

He looks frustrated now, it’s kind of funny. He pulls out his wallet and gives me a twenty. I put the money in my purse and drop it in the dresser drawer.

“That wasn’t so hard, now was it? So what do you want, daddy? Tell me and I can make it all better.”

He pulls me back toward him, his face in my cleavage. He’s licking and biting and sucking my breasts. His hands are on my waist, pulling us together. He stands back and starts undressing, then tells me to take off the skirt. I twirl around for a bit, before I unzip the skirt and let it drop to the floor. Standing naked in front of me, he looks me over. From the cleavage inducing corset, to the matching green panties, down my long legs to the black boots. “Get on your knees.”

I run my hand over his chest and down his stomach as I lower myself in front of him. His cock is almost hard, standing out in front of me. He grabs a fistful of my hair, and runs his cock over my face. I lick him when he gets close to my mouth. “Suck my cock, whore.”

Mike usually doesn’t use dirty names, so I wasn’t expecting him to use them today, but somehow it seems appropriate. It makes me feel slutty. Mike also usually lets me be in control for blowjobs, but that wasn’t happening today either. He uses my hair to pull me onto his cock, until he hits the back of my throat. I’m trying to control my gag reflex and my breathing, but Mike wants more. “I said suck it, slut. Don’t just sit there, suck it.”

I take as deep a breath as I can manage, and start sucking on his cock, my tongue flowing over every inch. I can hear him moaning above me as he keeps thrusting into my soft, warm mouth. One of my hands starts rolling and tugging his balls. I can feel his pace picking up. I glance up at him, his eyes are closed and his lips are pressed together.

A few minutes later I can feel Mike tensing up, like a good girl, I start sucking him harder. He pulls out of my mouth, and stands there, trying to keep himself from cumming too soon. I try to take him back in my mouth, but he has a firm hold on my hair, and keeps me away.

“What’s wrong, daddy?” My hands are running up and down his thighs, looking up at him. “Was I a bad girl?”

“Such a little slut. Get up.” Mike helps me up and pushes me against the dresser. His hands are roaming over my chest as he starts kissing me. His body is pressing mine up against the dresser. I can feel how hard he is. His mouth moves to my breasts, nibbling, sucking, and licking them. His hands run down to my ass, pulling on the material of my panties.

Quickly, he spins me around and bends me over the dresser. His fingers slip inside the waistband of the panties and slide them down my long, smooth legs. Kneeling down behind me, he slaps my ankles and I step out of them.

His hands start gliding over my legs, and he starts biting my thighs and ass. A few minutes of this and he spreads my legs farther apart. He stands up and bends over me, pressing me down on the dresser. His hands run between my legs, feeling how slick I am.

“You’re dripping wet, you little whore. You’re loving this, aren’t you?” He slaps my ass as he emphasizes that last question. He slams a finger into my tunnel as he growls in my ear: “Answer me.”

“Yes. Yes, I love it.” I’m panting. The corset is making it hard to take a full breath. I’m so horny right now.

He starts driving a few fingers inside of me, I’m not sure how many. I just know how it makes me feel. I can feel my orgasm building. He starts jamming his thumb over my clit, as he continues to finger fuck me.

“Oh, fuck!” I arch up off the dresser as I explode. It’s a long few seconds before I collapse back down onto the dresser. I’m having trouble catching my breath.

Mike must have seen the ‘travel toy bag’ because when I regain my senses he’s riffling through it. I’m still trying to catch my breath as I watch him pull out a tube of lubricant. He moves behind me again, and I lose sight of him.

SWACK I cry out as the first blow lands across my ass. SWACK SWACK I’m grabbing the edge of the dresser as Mike presses down on the small of my back, holding me down.

His other hand rests on my burning ass, spreading my ass cheeks apart. The next thing I feel is a hard cock pressing against my anus. I gasp as I realize what he’s doing. I try to relax as much as I can as Mike starts pressing forward. Groaning softly as the head finally pops in, Mike stops there as he slaps my ass a few more times.

“Oh god, a tight fucking whore!” Mike growls as he starts slowly pressing farther inside me. Dropping my head against the coolness of the dresser, I’m still trying to relax as I feel Mike’s cock stretching me. I can feel the pressure all the way into my stomach.

Both of his hands move to my waist as he slowly starts pulling out. I look up and into the mirror. Mike is totally focused on my ass. I can see his posture change as he begins pressing forward again. He looks up when I groan softly. Ours eyes lock for a few minutes as I get used to him filling my ass. I finally drop my head back down to the dresser as Mike starts getting into a rhythm.

The pain from the initial stretching is going away, but the heat and pressure keeps building. My legs are starting to shake from being in this bent over position. Mike’s thrusts are getting stronger and faster. I need to hurry him up.

I squeeze him as I start egging him on. “Come on, daddy. Fuck your little whore.” I start shifting my weight, wiggling my ass a bit. “Get every penny worth. Cum in my ass, daddy. Cum in my ass.”

I hear Mike growling behind me, as he is slamming into my ass. “Fucking slut.” I know he’s close, so I squeeze hard around his cock. It hurts a little bit more, but the effect is almost instant as Mike start cumming hard. I can feel his cock jerking inside me.

Mike stands above me for a bit, before he pulls out. SWACK SWACK “Come on slut, squeeze my cum out. Squeeze it out.” SWACK I start trying to squeeze, I can feel some start to slide down the inside of my thigh. SWACK SWACK He starts wiggling my ass, helping some of the cum to drip out.

After a minute or two, Mike heads into the bathroom. I try to relieve the pressure on my legs by closing them. I must be sore, because it hurts a bit to move. Mike returns and he starts cleaning me up with a warm wash cloth. Wiping the cum and lubricant from my ass and legs.

He tosses the wash cloth into the bathroom and helps me stand again. He holds me in his arms and kisses me a few times. He asks if I’m OK, and I tell him I’m sore, but OK.

His eyes move back to my cleavage, and he frowns a bit. He asks how to get the corset off. I show him the clasps in the front, and he quickly figures it out. The corset soon joins the rest of the discarded clothes on the floor. I finally take a few deep breaths. Mike laughs a little and leads me toward the king size bed and tosses me onto it. I let out a small cry as I unexpectedly drop down onto the bed.

Mike grabs my legs and slides me to the edge of the bed. He quickly kneels down between my spread legs. His hand runs through my folds a few times. I watch him at first, but then my tiredness and soreness catches up with me, and I drop my head down and just enjoy the feeling.

WHACK WHACK I give a short cry as he slaps my pussy a few times. His mouth is on my clit almost instantly after that. I can feel his tongue sliding over my clit as he sucks it into his mouth. He starts working on it, sucking, biting, licking; everything he can think of.

It doesn’t take long for the tightness in my stomach to start. I can feel it building quickly. The sluttiness of the money exchange and the name calling made me extremely horny. Mike isn’t holding back at all, his mouth on my clit is driving me insane. I start gasping for breath as he pulls another orgasm out of me.

Mike is licking and sucking every drop of me. I’m just starting to come down, when Mike slams 2 fingers inside of me. Oh fuck! His mouth returns to my over sensitized nub. Oh fuck! I start rolling onto my side, which I tend to do for some reason. Mike just presses a hand against my chest and pushes me back down. I can hear his hand slapping furiously against my pussy.

“Dirty whore. Cum for me again. I bought you, slut. Fuckin’ cum for me!”

My fists are grabbing at the bedding and my back arches up off the bed. My stomach feels like it’s cramping as another orgasm explodes from me. I let out a cry as Mike starts lapping up my juices.

I collapse back down onto the bed, trying to catch my breath. When my world starts to come back into focus, I realize Mike is pushing my knees up toward my chest. Confused, or disorientated, I don’t understand why. Then I see how hard his cock is and where it’s pointed.

Mike usually doesn’t get hard a second time, at least not this quickly. I have trouble trying to figure out how long it has been. My stomach still feels like it’s cramping from the multiple orgasms. This might not be a good idea.

“Wait. Wait. Wait. Ahhh” Too late. Mike slams himself deep inside my pussy. My pussy is swollen, tender, wet, and slick and Mike looks like he’s ready to explode from the first thrust. I can hear the sounds of sex: the hard slapping together of bodies, the heaving breathing and the bed moving and squeaking. My pussy feels like its on fire, and my stomach is contracting, getting ready to cum again. Oh fuck!

I’m the one who cums first, still riding the high from the previous ones. Mikes pace quickens as I clamp down on his cock, milking him. It doesn’t take him much longer before he’s cumming deep inside me.

He collapses on the bed next to me as my legs straighten and drop to the floor. We lay like this for a long time, both too exhausted to move.

Eventually I’m the first one who moves. Getting up very gingerly, everything is tender. I try and pull Mike up, but he’s not interested in moving. I prod him a bit before I can get him up. Leading him to the Jacuzzi, I go to the mini fridge and get the champagne, chocolate covered strawberries, and 2 glasses. I put the stuff down near the edge and slip into the hot, relaxing bath.

We sit in the bath for almost an hour, drinking champagne, nibbling the chocolates, looking out over the moonlit lake, and talking. The hot water and jets make my throbbing body feel wonderful. My fingers are starting to wrinkle, so I slip out of the water first. I take a quick shower and Mike heads in after me. While he’s in there I order dinner from the hotel restaurant. The meal shows up after he’s done with the shower, and we share a schnitzel and spaetzle with lemon caper sauce. It’s the house specialty, and as delicious as everyone said it was.

I’ve been fucked to exhaustion, soaked in a Jacuzzi, and eaten delicious food. I am completely sated. Eventually we climb back into the bed; Mike is spooned along my back, stroking my hips and thighs. I fall asleep watching the moon climb into the sky.


The next morning, I wake up a little after 5 AM. Partly because that’s my usual wake-up time, and partly because we didn’t close the drapes on the wall sized windows with eastern exposure. It is going to get very bright very quickly. I sneak out of bed and close the window drapes as quietly as possible. I take a quick shower and get ready for work.

After the shower, I pack up my stuff and leave Mike’s overnight bag on the dresser where he’ll see it. I look over, and he’s lying on his back in the middle of the bed. I walk to the edge of the bed and slowly pull the cover off him. He looks so cute when he’s sleeping.

I lightly run my fingers up his thigh, and I’m rewarded with a twitch. There’s life there between his legs. I gently climb onto the bed. I run a finger along the side of his cock. Another twitch. I encircle him with a hand and slowly, gently pull him toward me.

That seems to work. In addition to getting a bit firm, I also get a soft moan from above. I give a few more covert pulls before Mike tenses up.

“Good morning, sleepy head.” I smile up at him as I give his hardening cock a long slow lick from the base to the tip. Mike mumbles something that might have been ‘Oh god’ and drops his head back onto the pillow. His cock is growing much faster now.

I lick the tip a few times before I take him into my mouth. More moaning from above. I start a slow and easy morning blowjob. His hips start thrusting up into my mouth. I look up and he’s watching again. I quicken the pace and start sucking harder. My hand wraps around the base and I begin to jack him off. It doesn’t take long for Mike to cum. I can feel his body tensing up, and the deep growl lets me know when he’s close. Soon I’m rewarded with his tangy salty cum. I get most of it, but some I have to lick up off his cock.

“Happy Valentine’s Day!” I climb off the bed, cover him up again and kiss him good morning.

“It’s almost 6, so you have two more hours to sleep. I’ll go take care of the room, just drop off the key when you leave. I packed you clothes for today, but I couldn’t find your underwear. So I packed the royal blue, silky boxer briefs for you.” I’m smiling down at him as he processes the information. He scowls when he hears his ugly grey underwear are nowhere to be found. I kiss him again.

“Oh yeah. One more thing. I want you to dress to the left today.” When he asks why, I tell him I want him to be aware of his cock all day long. Between the unusual position and the feel of the silky boxer briefs, he shouldn’t be able to not be aware.

“I just want you to be ready for all the wonderful little things I’m going to do to your cock tonight. Happy Valentine’s Day!”

“Like what?” he asks. He’s like a kid waiting to open presents.

“That depends on what I get for Valentine’s Day! You better think fast.” He’s a total procrastinator when it comes to holidays. I’m 95% certain he hasn’t even thought about a gift yet. This will give him some incentive. I’m smiling as I head out of the hotel room.

I’ll just have to wait and see what happens tonight…

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