Moving In (closed for access_me and I)

[Wolk]

Life after college graduation was all it was cracked up to be for Steve. He found a good job, got himself a nice little place, the first car that was truly his own. Best of all, he got full independence. His dwelling was no longer a little shared dorm room that offered no privacy and screamed "temporary", "paid by parents". It was his and life was great.

On one particular evening he was sitting in his small living room, relaxing in a chair and watching cable. Not just any cable, but a hot porno movie. This was another perk of being his own boss. In his own home he no longer had to shamefully hide what he liked.

He was beating his cock rapidly, and had been for some time. Moaning quietly and a pleasured expression on his face, he was preparing to cum hard with the helpful stimulation from a slutty girl on the screen. Her full, round breasts heaved as she turned, and looked at the camera seductively.

"Don't you wanna cum on my face?" She cooed.

That almost did it, but just then the doorbell rang. Steve ignored it at first. He needed to cum. But the bell persisted and eventually, he had to get it. Having muted the TV and stuffed his hard erection back into the mercifully loose shorts, Steve opened the door. And when he did he wished he had come sooner.

"Hey, little sis." He smiled. "Wow, that's a lot of bags. Come in, I'll get those."

He carried the many bags inside and closed the door, then gave her a welcoming hug. Suddenly, he became well aware of her full round breasts pressing into his chest. He scolded himself for even thinking of her like that. She was a hottie, he had to notice, but how could he ever have her? It was nonsense to even think that.

He just needed a release, that's all, he told himself. That made him think of the girl from the screen and sigh inwardly. Who knew when he'd get to finish what he started now? But he didn't show it. He made sure he beat her to the living room and turned off the TV.

"Make yourself at home." He said gesturing at another comfortable chair, for he still didn't get around to buying a couch. "What's up? How have you been?"

 

[access_me]

Ashlynn shifted her bags uncomfortably as she stood outside Steve's apartment. She wasn't sure how he would react to seeing her. She had always had the vague feeling that he disapproved of her choices in life. After finishing high school, Steve had gone off to college and gotten settled with a good, high paying job. After dropping out of high school when she turned seventeen, Ashlynn had managed to fuck her way around the world- mostly with businessman, eager to take an 'escort' with them to France, Morocco, Jamaica, and Spain, among other countries. She had gotten a number of odd jobs, when she was home, including stripping, waitressing a topless bar, and posing for seedy porno magazines with men and women alike. Not that she had to pose for the lower-class magazines- with her height of 5'7'', a toned hourglass figure, and combination of long, dark hair and electric blue eyes, she could have been in Playboy, if she felt the urge to go mainstream- which, obviously, she didn't.

At the present, though, she only felt the urge for one thing: her big brother, Steve. The forbidden fruit, if you will. Ashlynn had crushed on him since she was a little kid. All through high school, the guys Ashlynn had dated had resembled Steve to some degree. Out of school, she couldn't be so picky, but would still choose the men that looked vaguely like her brother over the ones that didn't. Soon, however, she grew tired of the cheap imitations and decided it was time to go for the real thing. Which was what brought her here, to her brother's apartment, unannounced on a Friday evening.

She rang the bell and waited a minute or so before Steve opened the door, face slightly flushed, which made Ashlynn curious as to what exactly he had been doing. She grinned as he enveloped her in his strong arms and made sure to press her body closer to him than usual, without being directly obvious.

"Hey, Steve. Sorry to drop in so unexpectedly." she said as she followed him into the living room and sitting down on a chair across from him. No couch...fantastic! This is going to be easier than I thought... she thought as her eyes scanned the living room.

"Make yourself at home. What's up? How have you been?"

Ashlynn smiled sweetly as she leaned forward and pulled up the legs of her jeans to her knees so she could unzip her boots. Her blue halter top, which gave her ample cleavage anyway, gave Steve a very good view as she slowly, deliberately removed her boots and set them next to her chair.

"Well, actually, things haven't been that great. Mom and Dad found out how I've been traveling all over the place...you know, with the guys...and told me if I was going to live in sin, I couldn't live in their house. So, here I am, asking my big brother for an enormous favor in letting me stay for a while." This was a lie, of course, but Ashlynn was a wonderful actress and could tell that Steve believed every word of it and, more likely than not, would not turn Ashlynn down.

 

[Wolk]

Horny as he was, Steve's eyes were immediately drawn to her ample cleavage. He licked his lips involuntarily while, thankfully, she wasn't looking. His little sis was certainly far from little as far as bra size went. Speaking of which, he noticed no evidence of a bra, while the outlines of her nipples were visible against the blue halter top.

He found himself staring hungrily, imagining how they looked underneath her clothes. Steve quickly check himself and gave himself another mental scolding. He couldn't be thinking like this. If he did, it would eventually slip out one way or another and then she'd hate him for it. So he thought, not knowing the real reason Ashlynn came to his door.

"Yes, of course you can stay." He managed when she finally lifted her eyes to him. He didn't know if she caught his eyes on her chest before he moved them away, but hoped she didn't.

"Who would I be if I didn't let you? You're still my little sis, Ash, even if you're all big now." He smiled. "But you get to cook for me."

"You don't mind sleeping with me, do you?" Steve said and only afterwards realized how it would likely be taken. There, he knew it would slip out from his subconsciousness! "Er, I mean to say, I don't have a couch and only one bed, that's all. It's just for a little while. I was meaning to buy a couch for some time."

"You're probably tired from the road, Ash. Why don't you go take a bath, get changed, and I'll get us some breakfast."

Only after he suggested it Steve began pondering, trying to remember if he had wiped the bath fully clean after taking a shower in the morning. A shower, which ended in a big and messy orgasm. He finally decided it was too late to worry now and even if he didn't, she'd probably take cum for something else. Or at least pretend to. After all, what was so freaky about a single guy masturbating in the shower? Ash wasn't an innocent angel who would be traumatized by finding it, from what he knew.

He headed to the kitchen to set up a quick meal. Non-microwaved, but not exactly a culinary masterpiece either. Mac and cheese with some canned fish and veggies on the side would do the trick. He served two plates and thought of what to do next.

 

[access_me]

She felt his eyes on her body and she was sure it was having the desired effect on him. She grinned inwardly as, when she lifted her gaze to meet his, his eyes shifted awkwardly.

"Who would I be if I didn't let you? You're still my little sis, Ash, even if you're all big now. But, you get to cook for me, now."

Ashlynn grinned at her brother. "Well, I make a mean microwave popcorn." she laughed. "You know I can't cook...remember that time I burnt the no-bake cookies? I don't think you want me anywhere near your stove."

"You don't mind sleeping with me, do you?"

Ashlynn blinked. She hadn't heard what she thought she did...did she? She had to stop herself from dissolving into giggles as she caught a good look at her brother's handsome face looking flustered and embarrassed. She wondered breifly if this was his was of saying that he was thinking the same thing she was.

"Er, I mean to say, I don't have a couch and only one bed, that's all. It's just for a little while. I was meaning to buy a couch for some time."

Ashlynn grinned. "Of course I don't mind. It'll be like old times- when we were kids and we used to build those stupid tents out of sheets and stuff..."

"You're probably tired from the road, Ash. Why don't you go take a bath, get changed, and I'll get us some breakfast."

"Alright, sounds good. I really am beat. And, did you know that every damn taxi in New York smells like old hot dogs? It's gross..." she said as she got up and left the room, dragging her bags into what she supposed must be the bedroom, as it was the only room in the apartment with a bed. A nice, big, comfortable-looking bed, at that. She opened a suitcase and got out her towel, a pair of clean jeans, a black thong, a low-cut white tee-shirt and a thin, lacy demi-cup bra that barely covered her nipples.

Once in the bathroom, she laid out her clothes and, "accidentally" leaving the door open a crack, began taking her clothes off. She wriggled out of her jeans and panties and untied her halter top, pulling it off over her head. She turned on the water and, without closing the curtain, stepped under the warm water.

She imagined her brother in the shower with her, naked and wet, pressing his rock hard dick against her. A small sigh escaped her lips as she soaped her body, passing her hands over her breasts and pinching her nipples. She inserted two soapy fingers into her pussy, which was hot and wet before she even stepped into the shower.

 

[Wolk]

Having finished making dinner, Steve went back to the living room. There wasn't much to do there as well, so he proceeded to the bedroom, thinking he'd help Ash unpack, or at least put her bags nicely into one place. She was bound to have left them scattered wherever it was more convenient to drop them, if he knew her at all.

But the bathroom door caught his attention. He didn't mean to specifically spy for her, but when a glimpse of naked flesh flashed at him in the bathroom mirror, Steve couldn't help it. He needed to cum, badly. And by now it drove him so crazy that he no longer cared how wrong it was. He actually felt a surprisingly pleasant kink at the fact that she was his sister.

Steve sat down on the bed, where he could see her playing with herself under the water. It rolled so erotically over her sexy body, descending in two waterfalls off her big, firm breasts. He pulled the waistband of his shorts down with one hand and took his firm cock with another. Never taking his eyes off her, he masturbated hard. The stimulation quickly piled up and he released all the cum that was bothering him, closing his eyes in pleasure. He had to remind himself not to moan.

He grabbed the frist cloth his hand grasped and used it to soak up the abundance of cum. Only after he was done Steve realized that he took it from her suitcase. It was, actually a pair of white panties. And now it was soiled with cum. He felt himself turn red, then stuffed the panties back into he suitcase. Then, after a moment, he dug them out again and hid them in his pocket, just in time to avoid Ash seeing it.

"Feeling better now?" He smiled at her as she appeared out of the bathroom. "Come on, dinner's ready."