Halloween fell on a Monday and despite him living in the frat house, he really didn’t participate in their activities anymore; he said they could kick him out if they wanted to. With Curtis spending time on his own, it meant that Sierra was with us more than not. The three of us decided to go out to dinner and enjoy the break from cafeteria food. It might have been weird for others to have their sister or roommate tag along on a date, but it really wasn’t for us. I’m sure people thought we were a threesome, since you wouldn’t know that they were siblings by looking at them. The thought made me giggle, well that and the tickle of the pleasure panties. They arrived in the mail, along with the stimulating gel. I decided to skip the gel, I was afraid it would make me one of those crazy climaxing fools. I figured if the panties proved to be too much I could just take them off.

Before going on the date I sent Steve a series of pictures, starting with my outfit laid out on my bed, panties clearly visible. Second one was of me in just the panties and my bra. Third was of me fully dressed in the short tight skirt and low cut top (also items I had ordered online, because let’s face it even the best sales lady at Nordstrom’s couldn’t have gotten them by my mom). In return he sent me a picture of his clearly visible erection tenting his tight black pants; along with a message saying he would be a few minutes late and it was entirely my fault.

We went to a nice Italian restaurant where we shared a small booth in the corner. With Sierra sitting across from us, Steve was able to slide in until our bodies were touching from shoulders to knees. He casually rested his hand on my knee while looking over the menu. After placing our orders, Sierra received a phone call and excused herself from the table. Without Sierra looking directly at us, Steve slid his hand up my thigh and under my short skirt. I don’t know if it was the feel of his fingers on my skin or the pressure of the beaded panties that was causing the pulsing of my pussy. As his hand moved further up my leg, I know he could feel the heat radiating from my core. I opened my legs, allowing him the access his hand was seeking. As his fingers lightly brushed my bead covered pussy, I couldn’t help the moan of pleasure from escaping. I turned my face into the side of his upper arm to muffle the noise. He ran his finger under the beads, putting direct pressure on my clit. After circling it with his finger he hooked the string of beads and pulled them which applied the perfect amount of pressure. Holy Fuck, he gave me an orgasm in public. Holy Shit reality was so much better than fantasy. He brushed a soft kiss on the top of my head before sliding his fingers into his mouth, licking my climax from them. Damn that was hot. Sierra was sliding back into her seat as he whispered, “You taste better than any food I will be eating tonight.”

Somehow we managed to keep our hands to ourselves long enough to finished dinner. Steve paid for everything then the three of us headed to the courtyard on campus to see all the costumes. The school has a big costume contest; they set up a huge stage and give out some fun prizes. It started out as a way for the school to encourage students to have fun without alcohol, but ultimately it just turned into the first stop on the long list of parties.

While watching the final round of competition Steve stood behind me with a firm grip on one hip and the other hand resting right under my boobs. The pressure of his arm resting there gave my boobs a boost causing my low cut shirt to expose even more cleavage. I could feel the poke of his erection when pulled me tighter into his body. He brushed his beard up by neck until his lips touched my ear and he spoke, “I want nothing more than to pull your shirt down a little more, I would love to see your nipples pop out. If only we were alone, I would bend you over while playing with your naked tits.” Thankfully there was a big crowd, because I couldn’t help but push my hips back and forth into him.

There were some crazy costumes out there, ultimately those with the smallest amount of clothing on won. The guy who won was wearing work boots, tight white boxer briefs, a tool belt and a hard hat. Of course it didn’t hurt that he was ripped, Steve still looked better but I couldn’t deny the guy looked good. The girl had on the skimpiest bikini I had ever seen, when asked by the judges what she was dressed like, her response was, “Does it matter? I’m practically naked?” Then she proceeded to turn around and shake her practically naked ass. There was no contesting that she received the loudest cheers. Much like the guy who won, I couldn’t deny that the girl looked hot.

As the crowd disbursed Steve walked Sierra and I back to our room where the three of us hung out watching tacky scary movies. Calvin called Sierra so she moved out to the window bench in the hallway. This was the same thing she did every night, most nights I was asleep before she came back into the room.

Despite having an orgasm at the restaurant I was still horny and I knew Steve hadn’t gotten any relief. As he sat sideways on my bed, I stood at the edge of the bed and pulled his feet apart to make room for me to stand between his legs. He quickly got the hint and scooted to the edge of the bed which allowed him to run his hands up the back of my legs and up my skirt to my ass. His fingers traced the edge of my panties and once again hooked under the beads, only this time it was from behind. The pleasure turned my nipples in to stiff peaks. I pulled my own shirt and bra down; I could feel his cock twitch as I exposed myself to him. His eyes locked on my chest as I squeezed my own tits, twisted and pulled my nipples. He swiftly removed my hands, replacing them with his own. He held one in each hand, tilted his head forward and pulled until they reached his mouth, alternating sucking them both. I used his knees to hold myself steady, but couldn’t stop my hands from making their way to his straining erection. With one brush of my hand over the pants covered cock, his hips bucked off the bed and his head pulled off my tit due to the rush of pleasure. Despite the clothes in the way, I took hold of him and stroked it. With my free hand I reached for what I imagined was his balls. I was quickly rewarded with moans of pleasure. It felt amazing to hear him praise me. “Oh fuck baby, don’t stop. Oh god, that feels so good. Please don’t stop.” All while his hips moved, chasing the pleasure. Before he could stop me I lowered to my knees, and placed my mouth over what I knew to be the tip of his cock as it strained to be freed from his pants. I did that next; using both hands to open his slacks I didn’t bother with the belt instead I pulled him through the zipper hole. He was so hard. He almost smacked me in the face. He was too busy, lost in the pleasure to stop me, and before he could do anything I had him in my mouth. I could taste the start of his release and I wanted more. I put my hands back in position to stroke him with one and play with his balls with the other. I twirled my tongue around the crown and then took him as deep as I could. His words of praise turned into chants of my name and “oh god” which I was totally okay with. It only took about two minutes before he was pulling my hair telling me he was going to cum. I ignored the warning, sucking him until he hit the back of my throat and then to my surprise I took him even further. What a way to figure out I didn’t have a gag reflex. I swallowed the first burst of cum without it even touching my tongue. Burst after burst shot into my mouth where I quickly swallowed it all. When his cock stopped twitching, I released my grip and slowly ran my tongue around the crown again making sure I got it all. When it was clear I had gotten it all, he quickly tucked himself back into his pants. Then pulled me up off my knees and held me.

That is where we were when Sierra came bouncing back into the room, she was too excited to even notice that we were having a moment. She announced that Calvin was coming for the weekend. That was great news for me too, I missed my brother. If I was being honest, I missed my whole family, but I know that Kyler was still in the middle of his high school football season. So unless I went home, I wouldn’t be seeing them. Steve pulled me out of my thoughts by giving me a pat on the ass as he told me to get ready for bed. When I came out of the bathroom he was still on my bed, mumbling something as he remained focused on his phone. When I approached, his eyes took me in starting at my feet and slowly worked up my body. Despite just giving him a blow job, I wanted more. He set his phone down and took hold of my hand to pull me close. He looked into my eyes as he told me, “That was Curtis; he said the party is still going strong. He asked if I could stay here tonight so he could have our room to himself….well not really himself but without me there.”

I knew he could see the twinkle in my eye as I thought about him spending the night. Sharing my small dorm sized twin bed means he will be wrapped around me all night. I wiggled in his arms, brushing my chest against his as I assured him he was welcome to stay.

Sierra wished us good night as she popped in her headphones and turned out her light. Since he hadn’t been planning on staying the night, Steve striped down to his boxers and pulled off his shirt. I climbed into the bed first and he spooned in behind me with our backs to Sierra. At first he just held me, I could feel that his cock was once again hard, but he whispered for me to ignore it when I rotated my hips pushing my ass against it. For the sake of his sister he told me good night and that he loved me.

It wasn’t until I had just started to drift off to sleep that I could feel his hand lightly brushing the underside of my breast. Instantly I was alert and could hear Sierra lightly snoring, which is apparently what Steve was waiting for. I slid my hand behind me, reaching once again for his straining cock. However this time he wasn’t going to let me play with him. He used his tongue to trace the outer shell of my ear then spoke, “Not this time. This time it is about you.” He sucked my ear lobe into his mouth for a brief second before running his tongue down to the spot below my ear that made me squirm. While distracting me with his mouth, his hands were busy pulling my silky sleep shorts down my legs. I had removed the pleasure panties and decided against putting any others on, so when he removed my sleep shorts I was left naked from the waist down. He growled into my neck when he discovered there was nothing blocking him from my pussy. Before that second, I didn’t know there was such a thing as being rough in a loving way, but that is exactly what he was. He pulled my leg up and backwards over him as he pushed his knee between my legs. My naked ass rested on his upper thigh, the pressure from the back opened up my pussy. He ran his hand down my side to my hip before making its way to my naked and exposed pussy. In this position there was nothing blocking his access and he took full advantage exploring me. As his fingers ran through my wet lips I could feel his cock twitching as it rested between my ass cheeks. I was losing control despite his warnings to keep quiet. When he stopped completely he spoke into my ear, “Baby you have to be quiet. If you can’t be quiet we either need to stop or I need to cover your mouth.” Once again I couldn’t control myself as I whimpered at the mention of him covering my mouth. He chuckled quietly and asked me, “You would like that wouldn’t you my dirty girl? You want me to hold my hand over your mouth? Someday would you like me to tie you down and cover your mouth?” I simply nodded my head as he asked each question. “Fuck, you need to tell me now if you don’t want me to continue. I am not going to use my cock, but I want to fuck you with my fingers. Please tell me yes.” I nodded again when he said, “No baby, I need to hear the words. Tell me it is okay.”

“Yes, please. Please, touch me. Please, fuck me with your fingers.” I was practically begging him to touch me.

He responded by quickly running his hands towards my dripping wet pussy. I still wasn’t an expert, but I was quickly discovering that I loved it when he talked dirty to me. Just as his fingers found my pussy he rubbed his beard covered face in the crook of neck; his tongue once again tracing the shell of my ear. “I love how wet your pussy is for me. I can’t wait until I can bury my face between these thighs. You feel my finger? I can’t wait until I can use my tongue to do the same thing. Would you like that, would you like my tongue touching you like that? Oh god baby, you are dripping.”

He wasn’t kidding, as he continued talking I could feel myself pulsing. With every pulse of my core, I was getting wetter than before. It was bringing me closer to the edge. I turned to look in his face, to show him with my eyes what he was doing to me. With our eyes locked on each other he slowly pushed one finger into my core. Forehead to forehead he continued to watch me as he pushed his finger in and out mimicking what I’m sure he wished his cock could be doing. Lost in giving me pleasure he didn’t notice that I had once again freed his cock from the restraints of his clothes. Feeling his bare cock slide against my ass while he worked his finger in and out was more than I needed to tip over the edge. He quickly covered my moaning mouth with his, trying to muffle the noise. I wasn’t the only one who needed to be muffled, I could feel his grunts the same as I could feel each shot of his cum as it hit the top of my ass. As our bodies returned from the euphoric bliss we both stilled. Thankfully the first thing I heard once my breathing slowed was Sierra snoring. Steve must have heard it too because we both had shit eating grins covering our faces.

He rolled off the bed and made his way to the bathroom. I could hear him in there cleaning himself up and was surprised when I felt him lift the covers to wipe what remained of his release off my ass. Once he was satisfied I was cleaned up enough he whispered for me to put my sleep shorts back on. He tossed the wash cloth into the hamper before climbing back into the bed with me. Within minutes we were both snoring right alongside Sierra.

I could die a happy man. She’d been pushing my limits for the last couple of days, today topping all the others. She sent me those pictures of herself knowing the effect they would have on me. I had to jack off before I could even leave my room.

As soon as I saw her I was hard again, seriously like I hadn’t just shot a load. It didn’t help that I knew what she was wearing under her short skirt and low cut top. I was back to loving and hating the fact that my sister was with us.

It was too much for me to keep my hands to myself. I knew I was pushing the limits when I touched her under the table. I am just thankful Sierra was away from the table long enough for me to get Hannah off. Then the costume contest on campus did little to distract me. I’m sure the fact that she pushed her lush ass against my already straining erection didn’t help. I wasn’t kidding her when I told her I wanted to free her full breasts and bend her over. It’s been playing on repeat in my mind, currently holding strong onto its position as my top spank bank fantasy.

The moment her mouth touched my bare cock is quite possibly the best moment in my entire life. Now, let me just say, less than a minute before it happened her mouth was teasing the tip of my dick through my pants. In that moment, it took every single ounce of strength I had to stop myself from cuming. My balls pulled tight and I thought I was going to blow. Then, to make matters worse she used her other hand to massage my balls, still through my pants. It felt like fucking heaven.

Apparently, heaven has multiple levels, because the heaven I felt before she pulled me through my open zipper is nothing compared to the heaven I felt when her warm wet mouth made contact. I am amazed I lasted like I did. I am also amazed that she swallowed every drop. I will forever be thankful that my sister didn’t walk back into the room and interrupt.

My relationship with Curtis, like Sierra, was love/hate. He asked me to crash with the girls, which I loved being able to sleep with Hannah in my arms. At the same time I hated only sleeping with Hannah in my arms. We didn’t go straight to sleep; my body was still buzzing from the memory of her mouth. As soon as I heard Sierra snoring, my hands explored Hannah’s sexy body in ways I am dying to explore with my mouth. I tried to make it all about her, she had other plans and for the third time in one night I shot a full load.

I drifted off to sleep determined to figure out how I can see her dad to ask his permission. I’ve been thinking about ditching classes for the day, but there isn’t a single day that I don’t have at least one class with Hannah. I have got to figure something out; my resolve is paper thin and thinning more every day.

When Cal called to see if he could meet up with Curtis and me without Sierra around, I recognized immediately what he was trying to do. I was getting ready to tell him I needed to contact his dad for the same reason, when he let it slip that the whole family was coming this weekend. Something about Kyler’s football season ending early and they want to surprise Hannah.