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M-meet...with h-her roommate? She brushed her hand down dark hair and bit her lip,hard before speaking. "Um no. I don't know." She sounded a tad angrier than she should have. She didn't know why she should sound angry. This was her brother after all. Not like he was her boyfriend or anything. She glanced over at him...and glanced over at...her eyes widened and crap! He must have been thinking about Mary's big tits!

She knew it because he was like hard and shit. And for some reason, she was feeling a little bit jealous. She wasn't even sure why she was feeling jealous, she just was. It was stupid really. "I don't think so..." she said, averting her eyes. "I think she just said she was gonna study or something. She said something about a big test or something like that.." Unfortunately, she added silently to herself.

"You should..ask her.." she said hesitantly.
 
She sounded a tad upset and he wasn't sure why, for a brief second he hoped she was jealous... but then again what could she be jealous off, he was her brother, that wouldn't happen, maybe she didn't think Mary was good for him... but that kind of thing had never happened before, and even if they didn't openly talked about it she knew that he wasn't one to be looking for a steady relationship.

Then he realized, that she must think he would disturb her studying for the test, well then he would do his best so that she could keep studying the next day.

"Well do you go to your room now? not that I'm in a hurry but I could go with you"
 
Part of her was fuming. She still wasn't sure WHY she was fuming on the inside. Still, she didn't want him to think she was perverted or that she was trying to keep him from having a life or anything so she swallowed back that anger and nodded.

"Uh, yeah. We can head back to my room and check to see if she's there." Hopefully, she wouldn't be. She silently prayed. Hopefully, she would be at class or something.
 
"Ok, then let's go"

As they started to walk he recalled where exactly they were, the rather well known make-out spot, so he couldn't help but wonder what would people think if they saw them walk out of there, it wasn't as if something perverted had happened... though he kept trying to forget that contact with his sister had made him hot. He calmed down soon though people would probably think he was getting his sister back before something with someone else happened.
 
Not really caring that they had just left the well known make out area. After all, this was her brother. No one would actually think she would make out with him. That was just stupid and perverted and stupid. Though she couldn't ignore that feeling of jealousy when he had gotten that hard on for Mary. Shaking her head, she continued walking towards her dorm room until she reached the door and unlocked it.

Mary wasn't there and an abrupt, YES! came to mind.

"Oh, uh...I guess she isn't here." She said, innocently. Thankful that she wasn't. Christine didn't know what more to say though. She couldn't possibly say that she was happy. After all, Mary was a slut. She didn't want her brother going out with the college slut. She attributed her happiness to that. It probably wasn't even jealousy. Yeah, that was it! She didn't want her brother sleeping with Mary. That was it.
 
"Well I can hang around for a bit... unless you need me out for some reason" He bit his lip as he recalled she was to go on a date that night.

He silently sighed "Not sure when you have to get ready for tonight."

He took a seat on the bed, even if she was in a hurry she wasn't going to kick him out.

Then unwillingly he took a good look at Christine, he took in her figure her sensual legs, her waist, her shapely breasts and her beautiful face... not to mention that he begun to imagine how her soft skin would feel under his touch.

As he tried to push this thoughts out of his head, much to Brice's dismay his cock that had softened during their short walk begun to harden again.
 
"Well I can hang around for a bit... unless you need me out for some reason"

She knew she should probably get ready for her date. She still needed to get a manicure, pedicure, do her hair. Why then, was she procrastinating? It was like ever since he had touched her so intimately earlier she couldn't seem to concentrate on getting ready for her date!

"Not sure when you have to get ready for tonight."

"Oh, no I have plenty of time." She lied.

She walked towards her closet and began picking out outfits, a few short skirts and revealing tops and showed more then they probably should have. http://www.spicylingerie.com/dgl7360.html
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As she begun to check her outfits, he kept staring at her, despite knowing very well that he shouldn't pay so much attention to her every move, or admire her body.

"Are you going to wear that?" he asked as he took note of the very revealing outfits.

This time not so much out of concern for his little sister showing herself of to a horny guy, but mostly concerned that he was wanting her to wear those in front of him.
 
"Are you going to wear that?"

Christine stiffened at his question. Oh god, why did she let him stay or why didn't she wait until he left before choosing her outfits? "Uh, I dunno. I guess I'm just trying to look for possibilities." She said nonchallantly hoping that he didn't say that they were too revealing.

She walked towards the bathroom not even realizing she was swaying her hips in that tantalizing way that meant that she was trying to seduce a guy. She wasn't TRYING to seduce her brother. She really wasn't. She hadn't even been aware of what she was doing. Had she?

She came back out with her make up and turned to her brother.

"Do you think they are okay looking outfits?"
 
He noticed her hips swaying as she walked to the bathroom, however unlike her he wasn't taken aback by her doing it, he just figured that she had always done it and that for some weird reason he was just now noticing because he was staring at her sensual ass... this made him even more worried... after all how wrong was it to refer to his sister's ass as sensual.

Then as she came out and looked at him, he felt weird again, thinking how the makeup made her face look even more striking.

"Do you think they are okay looking outfits?"

"I think they are more than okay looking" that was fine but then he added "on you"

Then he coughed and tried to make it more brotherly "That is why I worry about you wearing them"
 
"I think they are more than okay looking" and then he slowly added, "on you."

Christine blushed and found that sort of unusual, for a moment she thought something was wrong with him. Was he sick or something? Had aliens taken over his body or something. "Uh, Brice? Are you okay? You never never let me wear these sort of clothes? Not that I care what you think I mean..."

And then he cut her off...

"That is why I worry about you wearing them"

She growled at him. Damn it, she spoke WAY too soon. She knew it was way too good to be true. Why would her brother let her actually wear something cute. "Well, then..." Christine smiled, "I know what I should wear. If you don' want me to wear it. " She grinned evily. She pulled out the silver bikini top with the short short skirt. "Then I probably should wear it."
 
She growled as expected, this was normal interaction between them and he felt good about that. Making her blush had made him feel even weirder.

He saw her evil smile and wondered what she was up to, she had to be bluffing there was no way she would wear that to a first date, his problems begun when he imagined her body in that bikini and how sexy it would look.

And he knew he should call her on the bluff and admit that she was going to wear what she felt like, instead what came out of his mouth was "There is no way you are going to wear that" and the secret desire that she would wear that hot outfit in front of him.
 
There was a moment of silence between them and she thought she had won this round. That is until he challenged her. He never actually challenged her to wear such racy outfits. Normally he was silent or begged her not or...or said something like ' Christine, you know that will only lure guys into wanting to sleep with you' instead she got:


"There is no way you are going to wear that"

She stared at him for a moment and swallowed hard. If she backed down, he would win. If she put on the clothes he would win but...that seemed kinda...wrong, didn't it. But at the same time, he couldn't win. She couldn't allow that!

"Wanna bet?!" She said, snatching the outfit up. She grabbed the outfit and stormed into the bathroom, five minutes later she came out. The bikini top barely covered all over her breasts and if she were to bend down the skirt would raise up and show part of her ass cheeks.

"I am 19, Brice, not 9." She said, defiantly.
 
Brice's cock much to his confusion rised to full mast as she walked out of the bathrrom, her breasts looked amazing as they were barely held by the bikini, it made him stare more as it appeared that any time the bikini wouldn't hold and her tits would be naked before him.

The skirt didn't help either, hardly covering anything on it's own, and he knew that if she were to bend down, as girl in such skirts usually did, he would see part of her ass... even worse he sort of wanted that.

Then he stepped up and walked towards her.

"I know that Christine, that is the problem exactly" He was right in front of her now... maybe too close, and he sure hoped she didn't notice his hardon "What do you think your date will think if he sees you dressed like that?" As he said that last sentence he gestured and his hand nearly brushed her breasts.
 
Why was this whole situation kind of...arousing to her? She swallowed hard as he stood up and almost in slow motion walked towards her. She swallowed hard as he was inches away from her. She made eye contact with him and didn't look away, trying to show that she wasn't scared of him...because she wasn't!

"I know that Christine, that is the problem exactly"

Christine rolled her eyes. God, he could be so laaaaaaaaame!

"Puhlease." She scoffed.

"What do you think your date will think if he sees you dressed like that?"

Christine blushed but instead of answering his question directly, she answered it with a question of her own, "So let me get this straight. It's okay for you to go out with girls who look like hoes and get laid. But when it comes to me, I'm supposed to be little miss virgin all the time?"
 
He gulped, he was sure that Christine had an idea of his sex life, but he had never given it much thought, now however she had put it bluntly that she was very well aware of it, he didn't think most of the girls he had been with looked like hoes... but some did fall in that category.

His thoughts didn't stop there though, was Christine saying that she wasn't a virgin? or that she was ready to stop being one... he pushed that away, since that made him start to wonder about her pussy and that wasn't sane.

He sighed "I didn't say miss virgin, I know that I would much rather have you keep your hot body covered"... did he just tell his sister that she had a hot body? "I'm your brother" he said that more to himself than to her "I look out for you, is what I do"

He focused his eyes on hers, that way maybe he could keep from looking at her body, the problem with that was that this time as he moved his hand he did brush her big breasts which caused him to blush.

He forced himself to keep talking "I'm just saying that you don't need to show your body off like that to get attention, and that doing it like that might not get the kind of attention you want."

He knew she would protest so he insisted "After class today you were surrounded by annoying guys right? Imagine how many there would be if you were dressed like this?"
 
"I didn't say miss virgin, I know that I would much rather have you keep your hot body covered"

Did he just call her body...hot? She blinked a few times in confusion. Okay why did that suddenly turn her on? She had to get a grip on herself. Good god, Chrissie, he's your brother, he's your brother, he's....

"I'm your brother"

She jumped at his words because they were exactly what she was thinking. She focused back on what he was saying, swallowing hard. "I look out for you, is what I do"

"Well, I wish you'd st..." her sentence was cut off when his hand accidently brushed against her hand and she had to bite back a little moan that threatened to slip past her lips. What was wrong with her?! "I wish you'd stop! I'm not a baby!" She snapped, mainly snapping because of her reaction to his accidental touch than to his nagging.

"After class today you were surrounded by annoying guys right? Imagine how many there would be if you were dressed like this?"

"God, Brice!" She rolled her eyes, "You can't protect me forever." She said, rolling her eyes again, "I mean, whats going to happen when we work at different jobs and stuff and like live in different houses?"
 
"Yes, I know" he said as if defeated.

"I know that I can't protect you forever, and that at some point you will be away from me... I guess I'm just trying to be good to you while you are still near me."

He reached out hugged her, soon realizing that he shouldn't have done that, as his thoughts focused on her soft skin and the thin fabric that was between him and her breasts, also his cock that had made a significant bulge was against her.

He bit his lip, knowing that he should let go but didn't "I know that you'll make the right decisions, I just worry about you"
 
Christine smiled as he gave his defeated response. Finally, he was defeated. Finally, she'd won. It was about damn time. She held her head high, gloating about her win.


"I know that I can't protect you forever, and that at some point you will be away from me... I guess I'm just trying to be good to you while you are still near me."


And then he made her feel bad. She sighed in resignation. "Fiiiiiiiiine, I'll go change." She said, but before she could move. He had hugged her and with him hugging her with his big, strong muscles she could feel something else that was big pressing against her.

Something that shouldn't have been pressing against her.

"I-I said, I'll go change...y-you can let go now Brice.." she whispered, feeling rather nervous about their current situation but more so nervous about the way it made her feel and the way it shouldn't have made her feel, aroused.
 
She seemed slightly nervous, he figured it was because she was feeling his cock... that was so wrong.

"I'm so...rry" he stuttered "I wasn't holding you to convince you" he had regained his composture... most of it at least, he was still holding her and his hardon hadn't lowered.

After hesitating for a second in which he accidentally... or subconciously, rubbed himself against her he was able to let her go.

Then his eyes went back to hers, nearly staring and his breath slightly ragged, and he could only hope that his sister didn't know how aroused she was making him.
 
As he stammered as well, she tried to tell herself that he wasn't a pervert or anything, it was just a normal reaction because of what she was wearing. That was all. Yeah, it wasn't like her brother was attracted to her or anything. She slowly nodded but he had hesitantly let go in fact he hadn't even let go yet.

Instead he rubbed against her and her breath caught her throat. Her body once again responded. She swallowed hard as her pussy tightened in response. Finally, she backed away. "I'm um..." she couldn't even say anything. She felt really uncomfortable now.

What the hell had just happened? This sort of thing NEVER happened with her and her brother before. Normally, they argued about what she wore but he'd never taunted her about what she wore, never challenged her to wear and she definitely never actually wore these kind of things in front of her brother. These sort of outfits were saved for when she was going to actually have sex!

She rushed back in the bathroom and changed back into her jeans and top and walked back out. "I uh, I better get ready for my date brice." She said eager to get away from him.
 
"I... I suppose it's for the best" he said trying to shake off his arousal... it was so wrong that his sister caused this, it had never happened before, he wasn't a pervert... even if he couldn't take her body out of his mind.

"Have fun on your date Christine" that is what he wanted right? he having fun with someone else, they could hang out, but that was it... and even as he was trying to convince himself of this, the list came back to his mind... and he knew that he didn't want anyone to have her... still he also knew to keep quiet.

Then he added something, not sure why

"I'll see you soon, will you tell Mary to call me?" was he trying to make her jealous? he didn't know and didn't want to ask that question to himself since he was scared of the answer.
 
"Have fun on your date Christine"

Christine nodded, but didn't say anything as she went back to her closet.Trying to force her body to go back into control. It was starting to calm down. She was telling herself that it was because he was a guy, that was it that was all! She wasn't attracted to her own brother!


"I'll see you soon, will you tell Mary to call me?"


"Uh, yeah sure..." Christine said, looking down. Why did she not want to tell Mary that he wanted her to call him? She wanted him to be happy! God, what the fuck was wrong with her?

As soon as he left, Mary came in. "Ohmygod! Was that your brother? My god, he is sooo hot."

"Yeah, he wants you to call him." Christine said, ignoring everything else Mary said as she finished getting ready for her date. Needless to say, Mary called him within five minutes and soon Christine was picked up on her date.
 
Brice was very glad when Mary called him, mostly because he hoped that spending time with a hot girl would throw away those weird thoughts he had been having in regards to his sister.

Even so, as he tried to focus on the idea of enjoying Mary's body, a voice came into his head, more than one actually it was the comments of the boys around the school, how everyone knew and insisted that his sister was the hottest girl in the school by far, and the joking addition that he would never have her.

As much as Brice apreciated a challenge, this was different, he couldn't be having this feelings for his sister... no matter how hot she was.

Trying to shake this out of his head he focused on his date with Mary, the horniness Christine had caused coupled with the fact that Mary was indeed quite hot helped, soon they were all over each other, and somehow they ended back in her room.

By this time, Brice only had fleeting thoughts about his sister.
 
Christine had been having the same difficulty with her date, John. Though instead of hearing whispers about the bet she heard whispers about how hot her brother was. They were more like voices of her friends from the cheersquad, most of them were her brothers ex flings or girls who crushed on him.

She had decided to wear something equally as hot as what she'd tried on for Brice, but not quite as revealing. A black dress which was still just as short and showed just as much cleavage. She and John went to the movie and assuming that Mary and Brice went back to Brice's dorm (because there was no bra hanging on the doorknob) they were making out against the door.

He had part of her strap off as she opened the door as soon as she opened the door; John had begun kissing her neck and squeezing her tits. "Fuck, John...don't....." her voice trailed off at the sight of her brother and Mary. Christine pushed John away and tied the strap of her dress back as Mary quickly pushed Brice away.
 
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