My Sister Made Me Ch. 09

"Hey you," he said, smiling and hugging her.

"Hey!" she said, smiling at him.

"Come on in," he said. He gave her a brief tour, and she hadn't realized that he had two roommates. "Don't worry though, they should both be working."

She smiled and glanced around, liking that he'd cleaned up for her, or that it was always as nice as it looked. Still it was a typical guy apartment and there was no décor on the walls.

She took the spot next to him on the couch and smiled as he leaned into her side.

"Want to watch something on TV?" he asked, smiling at her.

She smiled and nodded, hoping it was just a pretense to fool around with her.

He clicked through the channels and then put it on some old movie, and then sat quietly beside her.

For the next hour or so, he engaged her in normal conversation, and she realized that she would have to make the first move.

Patiently, she waited for him to look at her. Eventually he did so, and she leaned in to kiss him. He smiled, and turned his head to lean in.

"Finally," she thought.

His lips pressed gently against hers, and she dropped her arm to the side, out of the way and desperately waited for him to reach up and fondle her breast. He seemed to be content with kissing her for the time being, and so she eventually reached over and took a hold of his hand. Squeezing it for a moment, she lifted it up and gently put in on her breast. He squeezed, and she moaned meaningfully into his lips, hoping he'd get the picture. After a few minutes, he dropped his hand and pulled her closer, briefly giving her hope that he was going to start taking her clothes off.

Instead, he broke off the kiss and started watching the movie again, smiling at her as he did so.

She sighed internally and tried to force herself not to get irritated, but it wasn't working. He must have sensed it, because he turned a few minutes later and looked into her face.

"I like you," he said. "I really want to... move further in our relationship," he said.

She smiled, nodding. "Me too," she replied.

"I'm just..." he stammered. "I'm a little old fashioned. I really, really like you and I think we can do great things together," he said. "Can we hold off on the intimate stuff for a little while?" he asked.

Embarrassed and angry, she fought hard to contain all of the emotions behind an impassive mask. He must not have noticed, much to her relief, as he turned back and watched the movie, laughing at something in the movie. Internally, she was cringing and swearing loudly, wondering why she was still sitting there.

Eventually the movie ended, and she started to make an excuse to leave. She heard a key in the door though and looked up as it opened. A very tall guy came in and saw the two of them sitting on the couch.

"Alex, this is one of my roommates," Beck said.

He looked at Beck and then Alex, smiling and stepping forward. "Bryce," he said, reaching out and shaking her hand.

"Alex," she said, smiling. She couldn't help but give him a once over as he turned to say something to Beck, and she definitely liked what she saw. He looked to be about six and a half feet tall and looked like he lived in the gym. His shoulder-length black hair was pulled back into a ponytail and seemed to have an air of confidence in him that Beck didn't.

"I'm just stopping in to get my shit for work," Bryce said, looking back at Alex. She felt a little vulnerable under his gaze, feeling his eyes work unabashedly across her form. After smiling slyly at her, he walked directly to his room and closed the door behind him.

She turned to see if Beck had noticed, but he was contented to keep watching the movie.

"I think I should probably get going," she said, glancing at the time on her phone. To tell the truth, she had hours to kill and nothing to do, but anything was better than just sitting here being irritable.

He stood without saying anything and took her hand, walking to the door. "I'm glad you could come over and hang out," he said. "I'll text you later, if that's okay?"

She forced a smile and even went so far as to let him have a kiss. "Bye," she said, turning and starting down the stairs.

"Later bro," said a deeper voice behind her. She turned and looked, seeing Bryce exiting the apartment.

Beck waved a final time and walked back inside, shutting and locking the door as Alex turned to start walking again. Bryce's heavier footsteps came up behind and she turned as he started to speak.

"You and numb-nuts dating?" he asked.

She smiled. "We've gone out a few times," she said, glancing over as he stepped down to walk next to her.

"He's a good dude," Bryce said. She couldn't help but take a sniff of the cologne that he'd put on. It made her a little lightheaded, but she really liked it. "Fair warning though, he's totally clueless when it comes to chicks."

Alex smiled, barely containing her laughter. Bryce caught it though, and smirked. "I guess you already found that out though," he said, smiling. They reached the bottom landing and he held the door open for her. Stepping through, she felt his eyes boring into her backside.

"Goddamn," he said.

She turned, raising an eyebrow. "What?" she asked.

"That ass," he said. "I couldn't see what a damn fine body you had sitting down."

She turned red at his forwardness but didn't back down. She smirked and shook her head as he stepped up beside her.

"Ole' Becky ain't gonna know what the fuck to do with somethin' as choice as you."

Alex shook her head, ignoring him again. She turned as she got to the end of the sidewalk, heading toward her car. He didn't miss a step though and turned with her.

"You following me?" she asked, her heart beating a little faster.

"Stalking you," he said, smiling disarmingly.

She began to feel a little more at ease upon seeing him smile. Reaching into her purse, she got her key fob out and unlocked the car, seeing him follow her to her door. He reached forward and opened it for her, causing her to snicker.

"You certainly are forward," she said, raising an eyebrow as she stepped toward the door of her car.

"Big dick," he said, smiling widely and gesturing downward with his eyes.

She smiled and shook her head, turning and intending to step into her car. He stopped her though, an arm up in front of where she would have to move, and smiled, one hand tracing a line from her neck to her shoulder blade. She glanced up at the window to his apartment, worried that Beck might be looking out for some reason. She didn't see anything and reached up to brush his hand away.

He smirked, putting his hand back on her shoulder and moving it down to her hip. Then, he pulled it away and grabbed his crotch, stroking the obvious bulge for a moment with a wide smile.

She raised an eyebrow and then rolled her eyes, her chest pounding again. She couldn't help but look down though and saw the large shape of his cock pressed against the fabric of his jeans.

"Are you going to let me leave?" she asked, trying to sound irritated.

"Like I said, Beck is a good dude, but he wouldn't know what to do with a fuckin' knockout like you. You get tired of fuckin' with him, you can always knock on my door. I'd destroy your ass."

She felt her pussy quiver at his forwardness and the thoughts of how it would feel to let him inside her. Covering it as best as she could, she raised an eyebrow and looked up at him.

He smiled. "I'm just kiddin'," he said, smirking and stepping back. "I'd never do anything to hurt Beck. I'm sorry, I was just havin' a little fun." He raised his hands defensively and backed up.

"Seriously?" she asked.

He smiled. "Yeah, I apologize," he said. "I could tell you were nervous and figured I could have some fun with it."

"Dude, you were about to get maced," she bluffed.

He laughed and nodded. "Well shit I was half expecting it." He turned and started to walk to a vehicle near hers. "It was good to meet you Alex."

"Mmmhmm," she said, sighing irritably and sliding into her car. The drive home was fast, and she got there quickly, surprised that she hadn't been pulled over for speeding. Heading up to her room, she slammed the door and lay on her bed, exasperated.

Now, not only was she turned on, she was feeling pent up and a little irritated with the entire situation. Beck's roommate was hard to get a bead on. Was he kidding with her or not? Part of her said that he was, part said he wasn't.

She thought about Beck and sighed in irritation again, even slapping the bed in frustration. Part of her wanted to think it was sweet that he was wanting to take it slow, but part of her also just wanted to get fucked. She growled in irritation.

For the second day in a row, she was irritated and horny. After a quick texting spree, she concluded that all of her guy friends were busy and that the girls that she was fooling around with were too.

"Fuck!" she swore. It was going to be a long evening.

*****

Sam

It couldn't be said that Sam had never tried to masturbate. She just hadn't ever felt the need to. She'd done it when she was younger, but then it had just been something to distract her from things that needed to get done.

Still, it wasn't like she didn't know how to do it. It was just... something she'd kept hidden from everyone for obvious reasons. She'd been a good, Christian girl, and then Pastor Dickhead had come along and shattered all that.

After driving home from the gym, she went and took a shower. She assumed Dane had gone over to his girlfriend's house to see her. She sighed, wishing Keith were brave enough to sneak in. She hopped into the shower and rinsed off, briefly considering masturbating in there. She was too scared that someone would know somehow though and didn't. Heading back to her room, she dried off and took care of her hair, then crawled into bed after pulling on a pair of panties. After turning out the light, she reached down and slid out of the garment. Turning over onto her stomach, she reached down between her legs and started to gently rub herself, issuing a low moan into her pillow.

Realizing just horny she actually was, she rubbed her clitoris gently, picturing all the muscled boys watching her as she pranced and paraded in front of them. In her fantasy, she was nude, and they were all sporting impressive erections. Groaning, she began to flex her hips forward, surprised at how good the move felt. She began to hump her hand, her fingers rubbing her clit in perfect time.

Picturing the guys helping her with her exercises, she imagined them pushing her hips down, or spotting her with large erections hanging out, brushing them against her or pushing them into her hands. She thought about Craig and feeling his weight on top of her as his cock slid up the front of her slit, immense and terrifying in its width and breadth.

Groaning, she felt a convulsion ripple through her pussy, and quickly pictured herself on her knees, several guys around her as she madly humped her fist. She came as the guys in her fantasy did, spraying their delicious cum into her waiting mouth. Whimpering, she winced in silent agony as the orgasm slammed into her, causing her to almost cry out in pure pleasure. Wishing she had a throatful of cum a that very moment, she whimpered again, almost crying into her pillow.

Several long moments pulse-pounding pleasure filled every cell of her body, and she couldn't help but continue thrusting her hips forward against her hand, even though it was starting to ache from the pressure. Finally, the orgasm relented a little, and she spun over onto her back, the sheets thrown back and her chest heaving in pleasure. For several long minutes, she lay there, catching her breath and basking in the afterglow of the mind-numbing orgasm.

Not bothering to move or cover herself, she lay there relaxing until she fell asleep.

The next morning, she got up and went down for some breakfast after pulling on some clothes. After that, she went and let Toni help her get dressed again.

"Do you think you could put my hair into the twin ponytails again?" she asked as she and Toni did their make-up.

"Sure," she said. "Feeling naughty?"

Sam smiled and shrugged. "I just... I feel good. I went and worked out and I noticed a lot of guys staring at me. It felt nice to be admired, you know?"

Toni smiled and uncharacteristically hugged her.

"What was that for?" Sam asked.

Toni smiled. "I'm just happy to hear that you're doing so well," she said.

Sam smiled and nodded. "Well, I decided that I wasn't going to let that dickhead force me to have a bad attitude, you know?"

Toni nodded. "It's nice to feel desired too, isn't it?"

Sam smiled and couldn't help but blush as she nodded.

"Come on, big sis," Toni said. "I'm going to make you cute as a button."

Sam smiled and followed her into her room. A little while later, she looked and saw the two braided ponytails hanging down on either side of her head as she twirled her head back and forth. The clothes that Toni was loaning her were like the others, except that the top was more low-cut and didn't have arms, though the skirt was normal length.

"Perfect," Toni said. "You like?"

Sam smiled and nodded, turning and looking at her butt and then turning back around.

"Your boobs look bigger in that," Toni said.

Sam looked down and then bounced up and down, seeing her breasts jiggle enticingly. She smirked. "I think they might still be growing, weirdly enough."

Toni giggled.

Walking into history class a little while later, she saw Marley and the others look up and smile as she came in. It suddenly hit her that they'd seen her topless, though, and she smiled nervously.

"Hey Sam," Marley said, smiling at her.

She returned the smile and said a sweet, "Hi," to him. "Hey Murphy, Kev," she said, waving and turning to greet the two behind her. Murphy smiled back and nodded upwards in greeting, but Kev was immediately drawn to her chest, and he blushed, looking up at her face. She turned back around, amused.

Marley caught her smile and leaned over. "What?" he asked.

She giggled again. "Kev is weirded out from seeing me half naked," she whispered. He grinned and shook his head as the other folks started to file in.

She'd initially been concerned that the guys wouldn't let her concentrate on the professor, but she needn't have been. All four of them were steadfastly taking notes, and before she knew it, class ended.

The guys all stood along with her and they walked out to the snack bar where they had hung out before. Kev bought her a water this time, and she smiled sweetly at him.

"Guys, you don't have to keep buying me a drinks," she said.

They seemed to have some nervous energy around her though, and they weren't really talking all that much. She figured it was because they'd seen her naked. Marley and Murphy were both doing an admirable job on keeping their eyes to themselves, but she snickered every time she glanced over at Kev. His eyes always lingered on the enticing neckline of her shirt a little too long.

"You boys," she said, shaking her head.

"What?" Kev said, feigning ignorance.

"They're just boobs," she said. "And you've seen this particular pair!"

The three of them laughed, almost as if they were glad to have been busted.

"That's kind of the problem though," Murphy offered. "I mean, we seen them titties once, and now we want to see them again. It's typical guy shit. Ignore us."

"Yeah, once you see tits, you pretty much want to see them again," Marley confirmed.

"Well, you two are doing a very good job of being sneaky about it at least," she said. "But, I think poor Kev is about to lose his mind."

He smiled and laughed along with the others, but it was clear that he was a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry," he said, his eyes darting down and then back up again. Smiling widely, he shrugged at her. "I just... can't get the other night out of my head, you know? I don't have all that much luck with the ladies, as you might have guessed," he said, gesturing to himself as if that were an explanation of his comments.

She realized then that he didn't have that high of an opinion of himself, and she suddenly felt a surge of endearing sympathy for the young man.

"I mean, it's just been awhile since I've seen some... as nice as yours," he said, shrugging.

"Aww," she said, smiling sweetly at him. "Thank you." A naughty idea entered her mind then, and she glanced around. There were plenty of other people around for the moment, but in a minute or two it would clear out as they headed to class.

The guys, still obviously wanting to ogle her some more, finally started to talk a little more and made Sam feel more at ease.

"So, did you have to work last night?" Marley asked.

She shook her head. "No, I've been getting back into working out," she said. "I went and did that last night because my boyfriend bailed on me."

The guys nodded, then gently prodded for more information. She told them that he'd gotten spooked when her mother and then brother had gotten home. She'd been irritated and decided to work out her aggression in the gym.

The bell sounded for the next class to start, and Sam looked around some. Glancing over at Kev, she laughed again, seeing him try and conceal his looks at her breasts.

"Here," she said, leaning back against the table. There were still a few other people around, but she didn't think they'd notice. Reaching down, she pulled the edge of the shirt up, still not believing that she was doing what she was. Lifting, she pulled it up until she reached the under curve of her breasts. Glancing around a final time, she lifted it up, revealing the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra; not that she thought any of the three didn't already know that.

Kev, Murphy, and Marley all smiled widely; their eyes locked on her breasts. She glanced down as they stared, seeing her increasingly ample bosom and then looking back up. Kev's smile was as wide as could be, and she laughed out loud as she lowered her shirt again.

"Better?" she asked.

"Thanks Sam," he said with a smile.

"My pleasure," she replied, giggling.

Conversation seemed to come easy to the group then, and they talked about a variety of topics. Still, the guys kept staring at her breasts. She'd look at one and they'd glance away, causing her to smirk.

"Guys let's get something clear," she said, getting their immediate, undivided attention. "I don't mind if you're looking," she said. "Maybe it's the fact that I work where I do, or maybe it's... other things I've had to deal with, but I'm obviously okay with it so stop looking so darn guilty. Look or don't, but don't feel the need to be sneaky about it. Okay?"

They all looked at each other and smiled. "Goddamn you're the coolest chick," Murphy said. "Gotta kick that Keith dude to the curb and date us."

She laughed out loud at that. "What, like all three of you?" she asked.

They all smiled and glanced at each other with wide grins for a moment before nodding emphatically and turning to look at her. "I dunno, that sounds like a lot of work," she said, provocatively. They laughed at that, shaking their heads. "How about this, I'll be your history girlfriend."

They smiled and nodded, though she knew they weren't clear on what that entailed. She didn't either, to be honest, and idly wondered what she'd just gotten herself into.

"Wait, what's that mean?" Murphy asked after a few quite seconds, his face playfully serious.

She giggled and shrugged. "I don't know, what do you want it to mean?"

He took an exaggerated pensive pose and said, "Hmm," causing her to laugh and playfully swat his arm. "So, we'll be your boyfriends for history class and the free time afterward?"

She thought quietly for a second and then shrugged. "Sure."