Beachhouse Bunny (closed for Slutforyou)

dragonrazor

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Benjamin Garrison had had a rough couple of weeks. He had been living with his parents, unable to afford a place on his own as he was paying off student loans. Unfortunately, two weeks prior, they'd gotten into a car accident. Both were killed instantly, as was the driver of the other car. He was in limbo, not knowing what he'd do. Fortunately, his parents had taken care of his student loans, as he had inherited some money from them. That still left him with no way to get a place to live. It was his older sister who solved the problem. At 25, she was two years older than he was. He was surprised when she had insisted that he come to her beachhouse to live. Still, she'd been so insistent that he didn't dare refuse.

So it was that he pulled up in his truck, dragging a trailer loaded with his stuff. He also had filled the back seat and rear of the truck with his things, glad he had opted to buy the old Suburban he had eyed instead of a little sports car. He sighed, and climbed out of the vehicle slowly, and looked towards the beachhouse. He couldn't tell if she was there or not, though, so he just sat there by the truck, reaching in just far enough to tap the horn and grab the remote for his stereo system. He turned it on, and listened to it without saying anything.
 
Jasmine was glad to have her brother come to move in with her. They had always been close, and even tho she hadn't seen him since the funeral, she was going to make his stay a good one. She had a big beachhouse that she got in the divorce from her fraud of a husband, along with a nice little piece of money every month. She heard the horn and the stereo, thinking that he was finally here, she strode out of the house, wearing her usual wear, a skimpy string bikini and a sarong covering it. She ran up to him and hugged him tight. "Come along brother, let's get your stuff into the house."
 
Ben blinked as he felt arms wrap around him. Slender, sensuous arms, soft and silky skin. He hadn't seen her until she'd had him in her arms, hadn't even noticed she was there. Then he looked up, about to say hi to his sister, and his jaw dropped as he saw what she was wearing. He felt her breasts pressed against him, barely held by the bikini, and then blushed, realizing she'd told him they needed to get his stuff inside. He nodded dumbly, then stood up, turning off his stereo. "You look...wow." It was all he could think of to say, as he opened the back doors.
 
"Why thank you Ben you look great also." I then whisper into your ear. "Thank you for the compliment, but your still my brother." She giggled and helped you with your lighter stuff.
 
Ben blushed, and nodded. He handed her a few boxes, one at a time, and carried some of the bigger stuff. Then something occurred to him. "Wait, so you live here alone? That must get boring. I won't have to worry about accidentally wandering around the house and catching you getting...er...stuffed by some poolboy or something, will I?"
 
"I will tell you what Ben, as long as you don't go stuffing some beach bunny anyplace besides your room, I won't go getting stuffed by the pool boy anyplace but my room, deal?"
 
Ben winced at that. He had no clue what to say in response. So he just shrugged, and ignored it. "So, where's my room?"
 
"Well you can have one of two rooms ben. You can either have the guesthouse out back, it's fully stocked and furnished, or you can have the room next to mine."
 
He considered that, and thought carefully. If he was out in the guest house, he'd have plenty of privacy. But if he stayed in the room beside hers, he could. He could what, he asked himself. He shivered, then shrugged. "Where do you think I should stay?" He still held a box in his arms. He didn't tell her it was full of porno DVDs.
 
"Depends on how deep you sleep. I like doing a few things at night that might keep you awake." She didn't want to discuss her masturbation hours and techniques with her brother at this time.
 
Ben blushed brighter, stammering something unintelligible. It almost came out as 'I don't mind', but not enough was audible for her to understand. "Uh...well, I suppose I can take my chances. If I have problems, I can always go back out to the guest house, right?" He looked at the pictures on the walls and shelves. He expected to see pictures of her and her husband or boyfriends, but instead, there were just pictures of her and him.
 
She saw what he was looking at and shrugged. "No boyfriends to talk about, mom and dad are on my dresser and that asshole of a ex-husband his have been all torn down and burned." She shrugged and showed him to his room, which had a in room bathroom and looked nice. "Well here you go, that's a private bath, so you don't have to worry about walking in on me."
 
Again, the idea of walking in on her appealed to him. He looked away, studying the room and bathroom. "Hmm...I suppose I should put my home theatre equipment in storage or something then, huh?" He was trying to keep himself calm, so he didn't pop a boner at the thoughts she kept putting in his mind.
 
She shrugged. "Only if it's not better than what's in here, if it is, go ahead and replace it. I'm sorry if the screen is a little small, but eh, it's just usually a guest bedroom. Dinner will be ready in an hour, so go ahead and relax."
 
He nodded, and smiled. "Thanks, Sis. I dunno what I would have done without you." He hugged her gently, setting the box down on the bed. Then he let go, almost hastily, after having lingered a little longer than he usually did. He ran downstairs, and started bringing boxes in. He finished right about the time dinner was ready, and made his way down to the kitchen, following the smells. "All those looks, brains, and a good cook too. Your ex was an idiot." He grinned, teasingly, as he sat down at the table.
 
"Yes he was, but there was one thing that I didn't have that he needed, a cock. Yes he turned out to like the same thing I did, and proved it by being stuffed by the pool boy out by the pool when I got home one night. You wouldn't believe how much he tried to keep that out of the papers, and it would have if he would have given me what I wanted without the court fight, but he had to go to court with it." I say with a giggle as I fix dinner. "Do you mind opening the wine?"
 
He raised an eyebrow, then laughed. "For some reason I'm not the slightest bit surprised. He always did seem a little odd." He nodded, and found the aforementioned wine bottle. He looked at the label, and his eyes widened. "This has got to be worth two hundred dollars. Where did you get one of these?" He asked her as he rummaged through the drawers, finally coming up with a corkscrew. He quickly used it, opening the bottle, and setting it in a nearby electronic ice bucket.
 
"Oh that, Max was a collector of fine wines, and I got a case of that down in the wine cellar." I shrug and smile as I finish up a fine Italian dinner for the two of us.
 
He blinked again, and grinned, then sat down at the table. He waited for the food, watching his sister. Again he was struck by how beautiful she was in the bikini. His eyes slowly trailed down to the lower section of fabric.
 
I smile at you looking at me with a hungry look. "I told you you can have all the beach bunnies that you want, but I'm off limits, your my brother, so get those eyes back in your head that I see you looking at those sluts around the beaches all the time with." I tell you playfully with a smack on your broad shoulders.
 
He blushed, looking away. He swore inwardly as he got caught. Then he looked down at the table. "So...what kind of company do you keep around here?
 
"Oh not much, mostly a loner, but I get lonely from time to time, so you might see the occassional guy or gal come strolling out of my bedroom in the morning, I hope that won't offend you."
 
He raised an eyebrow, turning to look at his sister. "Depends. Are there cameras in the bedrooms?"
 
"Only if you want them there. I can show you where the equipment is if you want to tape your sexual encounters. Don't worry, I'm not a prude when it comes to that, hell, I'm bi with a serious leaning towards women most of the time, but I love to be stuffed by huge cocks everyonce in a while." I look at your lap to see if your still as big as I remember.
 
He blinked, then blushed, looking away again. "Erhm...not what I had in mind." He slowly looked at her as she continued, then followed her gaze, and blushed more, covering himself. "SIS. After all that talk of not eyeing you?"
 
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