His Sister, His Roommate [KJ x Lewd.Katie44]

[King James]

Jason Williams was a rather successful businessman whose career had taken off rather quickly after college, landing a job in investment management and earning himself a nice salary. Now at 27 he owned a small house in the suburbs of Los Angeles with a small pool and a hot tub that he enjoyed quite often.

Being in such a prominent role with his company he made sure to stay in shape, running and lifting each day, giving him a lean, muscular build. He kept his dark brown hair short and neat with his sharp jaw neatly trimmed. His deep blue eyes seemed to pop in contrast to his dark brown hair, a smile almost always highlighting his high cheekbones.

It was a Friday evening, the first weekend since his younger sister had moved in since she was going to start classes next week at the university in town. The two had always been close as children but now things seemed different, she was a young college beauty and he was a handsome young professional. Not to mention the fact that she had been teasing him all week by wearing rather skimpy attire around the house.

They hadn't seen each other in a few years and both had certainly come into their own. He had just come downstairs to grab a beer and enjoy the evening when he started looking for her. "Sis, you home tonight?" He called out as he popped the cap off and took a long sip, ready to enjoy the weekend but unsure if she would be home or out and about.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Clare Williams had never really been out on her own from the sheltered castle of her parents loving home. Yes, she had gone to sleepovers, over night camps, even a couple spring break trips during high school. But other then that she had leaned on her parents for all she needed, roof over her head, a bed to sleep in, food in her belly, free Wi-Fi.

So now. Having been accepted by her first-choice school. Off into the big city. Miles from home sweet home. Clare initially panicked. Ow gawd, I must take care of myself now, what am I going to do. But the notion of horror passed, slithered into oblivion when her big brother, a comforting thought for their father, had offered for her to stay with him while she attended to her studies for the next 4 years.

And like being at home. Clare, over the last two weeks, had comfortable settled into her brother's two-bedroom condo on the 6th floor overlooking the river. Respecting his space but drilling out her own. Eventually the bachelor's façade soon filled with more feminine sparkle, the bathroom littered with potions, soaps, sweet smelling things, as Clare made her mark.

Being Friday night, typically one where both would be out. Jason and Clare found themselves both at home without any plans, lazing around and eating leftover pizza from the night before.

"Yes Jay… No plans.. Was thinking of chilling and watching Netflix… You?" She smiled at her brother as she responded, resting her neck on a tilted plateau on the couch, again, though innocently she thought, in only a white tight-fitting tank and matching panties. Clare ran hot all the time so it was accustom for her to wear very little.

 

[King James]

At first Jason had wondered if he was going to mind his sister’s intrusion. But after two weeks of seeing her getting comfortable and even making improvements to his condo with her soaps and scents.

When he heard her calling from the living room he stepped in to find her in her usual, revealing attire, and couldn’t help but look her up and down.

“Netflix and chill? Count me in.” He teased as he stood behind the sofa smiling down at her. “I’m going to grab a snack and a drink, want anything? Mind if I bring my bong out?” He asked, unsure if she had ever smoked before.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Teasing the smooth blackish remote in her manicured fingers as her hand rested on her bare silky thigh. Minutely aware of her brother standing above her, having a full birds eyes view of her lithe form, her risqué clothing doing little to conceal her charms, nipples stiff against the fabric of her tank, her panties hugging her puffy lips.

Clare stumbled, teetered, with the ideas her older brother presented her. Should she stay sober or throw caution to the wind, she didn't have school or a shift at the café tomorrow. 'fuck its been forever since I let loose, partied, had fun, let's do it.' Her inner monologue chimed as she once again tiled her elegant face back and glanced up at her brother with a goofy grin and sparking eyes.

"Fuck Yah… Lets get polluted… I bought some wine, bring that over too… With your bong."

 

[King James]

“I knew you weren’t completely strait-laced!” Jason exclaimed, glad to hear his little sister wasn’t going to be a bummer to hang around.

“I’ll go grab the good shit.” He said, leaving her on the sofa before heading to his room to grab his bong and his stash box. While in there he changed into a more casual black v-neck with matching shorts, the shirt accentuating his muscular frame.

He grabbed her wine and another bottle for himself before returning, sitting next to her on the couch and handing her the wine. “Pick out something to watch while I get this bowl ready.” He said, packing the weed in. Underneath the weed in his stash box was a hidden compartment with even more illicit things they could enjoy.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

His sister took the wine from him, a playful smile spreading across her face as she shook her head. "You're such a stoner, Jason. But I guess that's what makes you, you," she teased, setting the bottle down and grabbing the remote.

She started browsing through the streaming options, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "So, what's the plan? We just get baked and watch some mindless TV, or do you have something more... exciting in mind?" she asked, glancing at the bong he was loading.

Jason looked up from his task, a mischievous grin on his face. "Well, I was thinking we could start with a nice, relaxing high. Maybe watch a movie or something. But who knows where the night will take us?" he said, his voice low and inviting. "I've got some new strains to try, and like I said, there's always more where that came from," he added, nodding towards the hidden compartment in his stash box.

He lit the bong, taking a deep hit and holding it in before exhaling slowly. "Here you go, sis. First hit's on me," he said, passing the bong to her. "Let's see if this doesn't make for a pretty fucking awesome night."

 

[King James]

Jason turned on a movie in the background to get something going. He knew he'd be paying more attention to Claire, so he really didn't care what was on.

After sharing their first bowl and getting a good, mellow high as a base Jason reached for his box, opening up the secret compartment to reveal a few more things--a few more potent strains, as well as some mushrooms, ecstasy, and even some coke. "Now anything down here, that's not on the house. But I'm always open to offers." He teased, not shying away from staring at her breasts.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

As Jason's hands delved into the secret compartment, Claire's eyes widened with a mix of curiosity and anticipation. The array of substances laid out before her was an invitation to a night of heightened senses and uninhibited pleasure. She could feel the mellow high from the shared bowl beginning to take effect, her body already relaxing and her mind opening to new possibilities.

"Wow, you're prepared for anything, aren't you?" Claire said, her voice a soft purr as she leaned in closer to inspect the offerings. Her eyes lingered on the ecstasy and mushrooms, a playful smile spreading across her face. "I've always been curious about these," she admitted, picking up the small vial of ecstasy and rolling it between her fingers.

Jason's gaze remained fixed on her, his eyes tracing the curves of her body with an intensity that made her skin tingle. "Then let's explore," he murmured, his voice low and inviting. He reached out, gently taking the vial from her and placing it back in the box. "But first, how about we start with something a little more... stimulating?" He suggested, his hand closing around a small bag of mushrooms.

Claire's breath hitched as she nodded, her body already responding to the promise in his eyes. "Sounds perfect," she whispered, her heart racing with excitement and desire. As Jason prepared the mushrooms, Claire allowed her mind to drift, the combination of the weed and the anticipation creating a heady, intoxicating mix. She could feel the room spinning slightly, her senses heightening as she anticipated the night ahead.

The movie played on in the background, a distant hum of noise that only served to enhance the intimacy of the moment. Claire's focus was solely on Jason, on the way his hands moved with purpose and the way his eyes never left hers. She could feel the connection between them growing stronger, the air crackling with unspoken promises and desires.

As they shared the mushrooms, Claire leaned into Jason, her body pressing against his as she sought the comfort and warmth of his touch. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her close as they both surrendered to the rising tide of their heightened senses. The room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, lost in a world of pleasure and exploration.

 

[King James]

As the siblings let themselves act on what felt natural, the high from the weed was complimented by the psychedelics of the mushrooms.

With her body pressed against his Jason reached down and removed his shirt, revealing his muscular arms and chest to Claire before wrapping an arm around her, his hand moving to rest on her ass.

“How are you feeling?” He asked, curious how everything was hitting. “If you start to feel hot too don’t worry, we’re clothing optional at this point.”

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Claire's body pressed against Jason's, the thin fabric of her tight white tank top and matching panties doing little to hide her hardened nipples or the heat between her legs. The drugs pulsing through her veins amplified every sensation, making her incredibly aware of every inch of his body against hers. She traced the lines of his muscles, her fingers dancing over his skin, drinking in the feel of him. "I'm feeling... so alive," she whispered, her voice breathy and distant. "Everything is so vivid."

His hand squeezed her ass, pulling her against his growing hardness, and she could feel every inch of him through the thin fabric of her panties. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed and dilated. "This feels right," she murmured, her voice a husky whisper. "So right."

Jason's lips met hers, and she kissed him deeply, her arms wrapping around his neck as she lost herself in the sensation. His hands roamed her body, squeezing, teasing, and she arched into his touch, wanting more. She could feel his fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties, and she lifted her hips, helping him slide them off. She stood before him, her body mostly bare, save for her tight tank top, which did little to hide her arousal.

His eyes roamed over her, taking in every inch of her nearly bare skin, and she could feel her nipples harden under his gaze. She reached out, running her hands over his chest, his abs, feeling the power in his body. "You're so strong," she murmured, her voice filled with desire.

His mouth found her breast through the thin fabric of her tank top, his tongue circling her nipple, and she gasped, her head falling back as pleasure shot through her. She gripped his hair, holding him to her, not wanting the sensation to end. The taboo of their relationship, the knowledge that this was her brother, only heightened her arousal, pushing her further into a haze of lust and desire.

She could feel his hands on her, pushing her tank top up, and she raised her arms, letting him pull it off, leaving her completely bare. He knelt before her, his eyes level with her most intimate place, and she looked down at him, her body trembling with anticipation.

His tongue ran along her slit, and she cried out, her knees buckling slightly as pleasure coursed through her. He held her up, his strong arms supporting her as he continued his assault, licking, sucking, and nipping at her sensitive flesh. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as she rode the wave of pleasure.

"Jason," she gasped, her voice a plea. "I'm close. So close."

He looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. "Come for me, Claire," he said, his voice a low growl. "Let me taste you."

And she did, her body shuddering as waves of pleasure crashed over her, her cry of release echoing through the room. She looked down at him, a satisfied smile on her face as she helped him stand, her hand wrapping around his hard length. "My turn," she said, a mischievous smile on her face as she sank to her knees, taking him into her mouth, eager to please him as he had pleased her, the room filling with the sounds of their shared pleasure, the taboo of their relationship forgotten in the haze of their lust.

 

[King James]

With Claire’s first orgasm triggered, it was time for her to turn her attention to her big brother.

She showed no hesitation as she wrapped her delicate hand around his throbbing cock, stroking him as precum oozed from his tip. Soon enough she was welcoming him into her warm, wet mouth.

“Oh fuck that’s good, just like that, babe.” He said, stroking her hair and holding it out of her face as he groaned with pleasure, knowing the night had only just begun.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Claire's heart raced as she knelt before her brother, her palms sweating with anticipation. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, and the sight of his hard cock sent a thrill through her. Her fingers trembled slightly as she gripped him, marveling at the velvety smoothness of his skin stretched taut over his hardness.

Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and sensations. *This is so wrong, but it feels so right*, she mused, her breath hitching as she began to stroke him. Each movement of her hand sent a pulse of desire through her core, making her ache with need. She wanted more, needed more.

Leaning in, she let her tongue dance around the sensitive tip, teasing and tasting him. His precum was salty and sweet, a heady mix that made her crave more. Her inner voice urged her on, *Yes, just like that. Make him feel as good as he makes you feel*.

As she took him fully into her mouth, her body responded instinctively, her rhythm building with each bob of her head. She could feel his pleasure, hear it in his groans and the way his hands tightened in her hair. It fueled her, pushing her to go deeper, to take him further.

Claire's own arousal grew with each movement, her body pulsing with a need that matched his. She could feel the dampness between her thighs, the ache that demanded release. But for now, this was about him, about giving him the pleasure he so richly deserved. Her thoughts were a blur of desire and devotion, each stroke and lick a testament to her growing obsession.