Hey, so it's been a while since I posted. I'm working on something big and vampiric right now, but here's a quickie just to confirm I'm still alive.
Austin stumbled into the apartment at nearly three in the morning. After working for nearly six hours, his term paper was finally finished. When he left the library, it was pouring rain, so much that when he finally got off campus and back to the apartment building, he was soaked through.
Evidently, his roommate's friends had drunk too much to go home. Collin's friend Evan was passed out on their couch, snoring loudly. Austin couldn't remember who the other friend was. Collin had said something about someone from out of town... Max, maybe? But he didn't see anyone else around. Maybe he was gone.
When he got to his room, he stripped out of his clothes and toweled off. After putting on dry boxers and a pair of pajama pants, he turned to his bed, and saw something move. This must be Max, drunk off his ass. Annoyed, Austin started shaking his shoulder to wake him up. He heard a strangely feminine gasp, and a girl shot up and stared at him, eyes wide open.
"What the fuck?" Austin said, stepping back and staring at her.
"I'm so sorry, I'll go." The girl said, scrambling to get out of his bed.
"Whoa, hold on, who are you?" Austin asked, turning on the lamp beside the bed and then crossing his arms.
"I'm Max. I'm Collin's sister." She said, avoiding his gaze.
That was it. Collin had mentioned that his sister was going to stay the weekend to do a campus tour of their college. She was eighteen, only two years younger than Collin and Austin.
"Shit, I forgot you were coming." Austin said, laughing at himself.
"I'm sorry, I guess you're Austin. I was supposed to take the couch, but I couldn't wake up that guy, so Collin told me to sleep in here. He thought you weren't coming home tonight."
"Don't worry about it," Austin laughed again, running his fingers through his dark hair. "It's just confusing to come home so late and find a cute girl in your bed."
Max blushed. Austin was slightly embarrassed; he hadn't meant to say it, despite thinking it was true. She had long black hair, nearly to her waist, and across her cheeks and nose was a flurry of light brown freckles.
"Um, I guess I'll figure something else out." Max said, moving to get up.
"No, no, it's fine. You stay, I'll take the floor. Collin would kill me if I kicked you out."
"Are you sure?" Max asked, pulling nervously at the hem of her t-shirt. She hadn't expected her brother's roommate to be so handsome. He didn't seem to remember that he wasn't wearing a shirt, and his exposed chest was driving her insane.
"Don't worry, Max. I'll be fine." He took a step back, and a clap of thunder shook the windows. Max jumped and whimpered. She bit her lip, which pushed some very inappropriate thoughts into Austin's mind, and then shot straight to his cock.
"Um... Austin?" Max asked, breathless. "Could you... please, um, lie down with me?" After a moment of awkward silence, she continued. "I'm sorry if it's weird to ask that, I just really don't like thunder, and Collin is passed out, and usually I have my dog with me but -"
"Sure, Max." Austin mumbled, trying to control the blood flowing into his dick at the thought of being so close to her. In his bed, nonetheless.
Max shifted towards the wall to give him room, and he settled in, facing her.
"Thank you." She whispered, looking up at him, brown eyes melting his heart.
"Don't worry about it." Austin replied, reaching behind himself to turn off the lamp. When the room darkened, Max turned over so that her back was to Austin's front.
Austin was trying not to let his groin anywhere near her, but his bed wasn't built for two people, and she kept wriggling in a way that pressed her ass against his dick.
"Um, Max? Weird question, but are you wearing pants?" Austin asked, his voice strained. Max giggled awkwardly.
"No... I can't sleep in skinny jeans." She suddenly felt very brave. Maybe it was the fact that both of them were half-dressed, or the way he was trying so hard to control himself, but she started to close the gap between them. His cock was now resting directly between the two globes of her ass, which wasn't helping him to control his erection.
She was so close to him, and she smelled like roses. She was so beautiful, he couldn't help feeling attracted to her, but he lived with her older brother. He didn't want that sort of complication in their relationship, but he was slowly losing his grip on himself. She sighed, sounding content, and he lost all control over his rising dick. He was extremely anxious about how she would react to feeling his dick press into her ass. What if she told Collin? He was Austin's best friend, but he wouldn't take kindly to Austin creeping on his little sister. And why was she giggling?
"What's going on, Austin?"
"N-nothing. I'm fine." Austin's voice was shaky.
"I don't know, I feel something poking me."
Before he could say anything, she turned over to face him and grabbed his cock. It pulsed at the sudden contact, and Austin groaned slightly.
"W-what are you doing, Max?" He asked, trying to sound shocked and outraged. It didn't work.
"I'm investigating. Something very long and very hard was poking me, so I couldn't sleep! How do you think I should make it go away?" Her voice was absolutely dripping with seductive charm.
"But Collin -"
"Is passed out from drinking too much. He doesn't have to know." Max suddenly pushed him so that he was on his back, with her straddling him. She braced her hands on his chest so that her pussy was just hovering over the lump in his pants.
"He's always talking about how innocent you are." Austin breathed, clenching his fists and trying not to stare at her lace-trimmed white panties, just visible in the low light.
"He doesn't know everything about me." Max whispered, finally grinding her pussy against his cock. They both cried out in pleasure. Austin grabbed her hips and stopped her from moving.
"Max, we shouldn't do this." He said firmly, despite his own lust.