This is a fantasy story in which famous pornstars are family members. Call it an alternate reality. The sister is based on Dani Woodward.
Halloween was approaching, my first since turning 18 last May. It was my first semester in college and I still had yet to get laid. I had focused on studying to get into a good school. The first few weeks had been easy, and now there was the weekend to look forward to. I took the train home to spend the holiday in my town instead of the city. I went home on Friday as I had no classes, and Halloween was tonight. It would be nice if it was always Friday; stupid Gregorian calendar.
When I went inside, I could hear my sister, Dani. She was yelling at someone, probably on the phone with her boyfriend, David. Dani sounded really pissed. I heard a few choice words. I decided to ignore it and go to my room. Of course that meant going past hers, and her door was open. Out of curiosity I looked. Holy shit. Her back was turned to me, but she was wearing only a black thong. I could see the teardrop outline of her sideboob, and her ass was so perfectly shaped it could be used for a model of a Greek statue. I silently kept walking and went to my room.
Man. Was my sister hot this whole time? She was a few years older than me, a senior in her college, which she only went to so she could party. I knew it, our parents knew it, her birth control pharmacist knew it. I guess I never really paid that much attention as she was older than me and didn't pay me much attention, either. I had never even met this or any of her boyfriends.
Later, while I was relaxing at my computer, Dani barged into my room.
"Hey Mikey, way to say hello to your big sister!"
"I thought you were busy with your phone call!"
"Yeah thanks for respecting my boundaries you're the best anyways shut up. My boyfriend dumped me, so guess what. You're going as my new boyfriend to this Halloween party I'm going to."
"What do I get out of it?"
"You get to go to a big college kegger that you would never get invited to."
"So I can drink?"
"No. I need you to drive."
"Doesn't sound great."
"C'mon. There will be tons of sluts in slutty costumes. Double slut on slut action."
"As enticing as it sounds, surprisingingly, I don't want to have to pretend to be dating my sister."
"All you have to do is put on his themed costume. It's just a cop uniform. Nothing fancy or revealing. Pleeeeeeeease."
"You need to make it worth my while."
"What do you want?"
"I want you to get me laid, guaranteed." Dani smiled her trademark smirk that said both she was amused and also knew she had you under her spell. God. No wonder she fucked half her campus. Even her smile was sexy.
"Little brother, are you still a virgin? You want to lose your widdle virginity?"
"Keep making fun of me and the offer is off the table."
"Fine. I'll hook you up with a skank."
"No drunk chicks, please. I don't want to end up like Kavanaugh."
"Shouldn't be a problem. See you later tonight. Here's your fuckin' costume." She pointed to a bag from a costume shop, and left. I took the costume out. It was a cop uniform, but a male stripper version with thin skintight pants and an open button down shirt. It left little to the imagination. Well, this should be an interesting night.
Later on, I put on my costume to make sure it fit. The pants were quite tight but not impossible to get on, though my cock was clearly outlined. Guess that's why it didn't come with a nightstick. Dani then texted me to invite me into her room. I opened her door expecting her to be in some storebought Sexy Criminal black and white stripes outfit. Wrong. She was dressed as.... a streetwalker. Using either her own clothes or ones she bought. She had on, from bottom to top, high heel black zipped-up knee-high boots, black fishnets, a purple translucent plastic mini skirt with a loose hanging gold belt, a black thong underneath, a fluorescent green crop top shirt the same material as the skirt with no bra, and huge hoop earrings. Her red hair was up in a stylish but somewhat messy bun. Her makeup was whore'd up to 11; pink glossy lipstick, red rouge, blue eyeshadow, black as midnight lashes as long as you had ever seen, and black eyeliner in a thin penciled line around her eyes. To complete the outfit, she was chewing gum and as soon as she saw me, blew a gigantic pink bubble with her pink lips. Holy fuck. I was taking THIS SLUT to my first college party?! Why did I have to be related to her?
"Is that a nightstick in your pocket, or are you just glad to see me?" I looked down. I was hard in my pants and it was showing.
"I guess I'm... excited."