Matt & Lisa at School

(If you haven't already, please read

Matt and Lisa at School – Part 1 and Part 2

. This will make much more sense if you do. There is also more detailed family background in

A Family New Year's Eve.

)

Matt was living the high life; there was no question about it. Not only was he one of the few freshmen allowed to live in an apartment off campus, he had a car and a good parking permit as well. The tall, slim handsome young man grinned that same 'idiot grin' that crossed his face every time he thought about his current situation.

He was majoring in the same field as his brilliant sister, Lisa, now his roommate, and his other roommate, the equally brilliant Margie Yuen. Both girls were seniors and headed towards graduating with honors. While Matt was every bit as bright as the two girls, he didn't have the same focus and drive they did. And it certainly didn't bother any of them that he used their well-annotated text books and class notes for the same core courses they had taken three years before.

Of course, he knew that wasn't the best thing about them – not by a long shot. His pulse started to quicken a little as he thought first about his older sister. They had grown up, two and a half years apart, as best friends. And they stayed best friends until the winter holiday break of Matt's senior year in high school. Lisa had come home to celebrate Christmas and New Year's Eve with her family. What a celebration that turned out to be! The whole family discovered lots of interesting things about each other that fateful December thirty-first. Questions were asked and answered; truths were bared, along with everyone's bodies, and relationships were changed that night forever. Matt's cock started to swell in his jeans as he remembered it all.

During the course of the long evening, between midnight and noon the next day, Matt turned his mother's attempted seduction around, possessing her in all ways. He reached a new level of understanding with his father, feeling an abounding love for the man whose deepest pleasure was to teach his son and daughter all he could of the practical and the arcane, the intellectual and the sensual. And then there was Lisa – the love of his life. That night changed them forever, brought them closer than they could ever have imagined. Best friend status was tossed aside as brother and sister became incestuously bound, both physically and emotionally. Matt started to sweat, remembering that first time...in the living room with his mother and father at hand, looking on...the exquisite feeling he had as he sank his ten-inch cock into the finest pussy he'd ever had...the exclamations of love between brother and sister bringing joy to the whole family.

Then his mind shifted to his newest heart-throb, causing Matt to shift his swollen prick around in his pants. Lisa's roommate, Margie

Mai Ling

Yuen, was an absolute mirror image of his sister, aside from the obvious racial differences. Her long, black hair hung straight down over her shoulders and her eyes...fuck...those almond-shaped slits held the darkest, deepest eyes he'd ever seen. And before Lisa shaved Margie's pussy the first night Matt moved in, her silky, black pubic hair barely covered her plump mound.

But their bodies were nearly identical – both could have been cheerleaders if they'd wanted to. They both stood about five feet two inches tall with athletic 34-24-35 inch figures. And their faces...God...they could be the two cutest coeds on campus – or they could look like the two dirtiest sluts he'd ever seen. They were fantastic! And the three of them were totally in love with each other...fuck, it was sweet.

He was sitting at the desk in his room, in front of his computer. As usual, multiple chat windows were open, most of his friends were on-line, as he thought about plans for the weekend. His best friend (and roommate before their dorm was closed), Winston, was telling him about a new pool parlor in town. The idea appealed to Matt and he asked Winston what he knew about it. Winston told him that their friend Paulie went down there the other night. He got in the door and looked around...real classy, he said...great sound system and lots of tables.

Matt: Sounds great...let's go 2nite. U n Paulie meet me n my roomies there @ 8.

Winston: W8T a minute. P got hassled. Fuckin nerd, went in jeans n t-shirt. Tried to say he is gr8t shooter (he is) but small posse of big bald brothuhs in tuxes escorted him OTD. Told him not to come back – very rude!

Matt: Gonna talk to roomies – got an idea – call you later. Bye.

Matt swiveled his chair away from the desk, got up and found a joint in his ashtray. That brought another grin. Teaching Margie to roll the way he liked them was a stroke of genius! He lit it and took a deep hit, idly wondering where the girls might be. He sat back down and thought about how they might have a little adventure and help his friends out at the same time. As he smoked the joint, his little scenario took shape, the details sorting themselves out in his mind. By the time he'd finished the perfectly rolled joint, his plan was set. He called Winston on his cell.

"Hey, Matt. What's your idea?" Winston drawled in his deep southern twang

"Well," Matt replied, "I thought I would take Lisa and Margie down there...you know... meet the boys – maybe come to some kind of

arrangement

."

"What kind of arrangement you talking about?" Winston sounded confused. Matt figured his friend was stoned, too.

"You high already, dope fiend?" Matt chuckled as he asked his friend. Winston just chuckled back. "Thought so. Anyway, I think I can get them to agree to a couple of things...including letting Paulie and his nerd friends play there."

He could picture Winston as they spoke. His friend was a tall, lanky southerner with thinning blond hair, whose pronounced drawl and dark, sleepy eyes belied an intellect of genius level. He also possessed a tremendous sense of humor – they kept each other amused at all times. Paulie, on the other hand...well, he was smart, that's for sure. But his body still hadn't really matured; neither had his social skills. But he was as naturally funny as anyone Matt knew.

"And how you gonna do that, chief?" Winston sounded amused.

"I ain't gonna do nothing, dude. That's what the girls are for." Matt let Winston think about that for a minute. "Well, is your little dick hard yet? Thinking about Margie and my sister with the

posse

?"

"Dude, I think about Margie and Lisa all the time. And you know what that does to Winton, Jr." He paused and then continued with a little stoned trepidation in his voice. "Matt, do you think your sister would like it if I shaved my dick?" Matt started laughing at his friend's suggestion. "No, really, dude..." he sounded a little frantic, "someone told me it makes you look bigger...and chicks like it 'cuz, you know, no hair when they blow ya." Matt was nearing hysteria as he listened to Winston. "Well, what do you think?"

Tears were rolling down Matt's cheeks as he tried to respond. "Go ahead, dude...I'm sure she'll appreciate your consideration." As he got himself back together a little, he said, "Okay, you and Paulie meet me and the girls at the pool hall at nine o'clock. Tell them at the door that you are friends of mine...don't worry; they'll know me by then. And for God's sake, make sure Paulie wears something nice, okay?"

Winston confirmed and they ended the call. As Matt flipped his phone closed, he heard his roommates come in the front door. They were giggling and whispering as they made their way downstairs and into Matt's room. They were both dressed alike in tight jeans and halter tops and carrying shopping bags in their hands. The bags hit the floor as they moved in tandem to the front of Matt's chair. As always, Matt was struck by the pure sex appeal they both radiated. And as always, their presence caused blood to start pooling in his groin, feeding his swelling fuck-meat.

Lisa stood just behind Margie, both of them facing their

Master

. He hadn't said a word, but Lisa caught his quick eye movement towards Margie's top. From behind, she brought her hands up slowly over her girlfriend's flat stomach, sliding her fingers under the halter until she had Margie's perfect tits in her hands. She kissed the Asian beauty on the neck as she rolled Margie's hardening nipples between her fingers. Then she pulled her hands out and grabbed the hem of the halter top, lifting it slowly up and over her head, revealing Margie's perky, cheerleader breasts and her fat nipples to Matt's hungry gaze. Then Lisa dropped to her knees, still behind Margie. She reached around the tight little ass that she knew so well and unsnapped her lover's low-cut jeans, pulling them apart until Matt saw the small white triangle covering her smooth mound. She let one of her hands slide under Margie's panties and cup her hot, moist pussy. As she slid her finger between the wet, puffy lips, she looked up at her brother.

"It's Friday, Matt. No reason to get up in the morning." Margie started moaning softly as Lisa's fingertip found her clit and started to make gentle circles around it. "Got anything planned yet?" Lisa gave her younger brother a devastating smile. "Or would you like some suggestions?" Lisa moved her hands to Margie's hips and grabbed the jeans and her little white lace thong. Slowly and deliberately, she skinned them down her China Doll's firm, taut thighs and shapely calves until Margie lifted her feet and stepped out of them. Lisa moved in front of the other girl and pinched the dark, thick nipples that crowned Margie's

Perfect 10

tits. Then she put her hands on Margie's shoulders and pushed down softly. The little black-haired coed dropped to her knees, assuming the submissive pose that turned all of them on so fiercely.

"What kind of suggestions you got, Lis'?" Matt's voice was unnaturally calm as he slipped into his

Alpha Male

persona at Margie's display. Lisa was slowly pulling her top up, teasing her brother with the bottom curves of her ripe, young breasts.

No matter how many times she had been scantily clad or even naked in front of her brother, it never failed to cause nipple-stiffening, cunt moistening tremors through her entire body. She gasped as she felt the soft halter top catch on her swollen buds and then spring free as she pulled it over her head. "Your sluts went shopping this afternoon, Master." She spoke softly, her voice a husky whisper as her delicate fingers found the snap on her jeans and then the tiny zipper. She looked at Matt, staring at her breasts as they moved seductively on her chest. She pushed her jeans and panties down her tanned legs until she could step out of them. "We each got a new outfit, Matty...want us to model them for you?" Lisa was remembering what happened in the tiny dressing room at the shop. Her nipples were thickening as she recalled the taste of Margie's sweet cunt.

Matt returned Lisa's lusty look with a grin. "Sounds great, sis. You guys change and then I'll tell you what's on for tonight."

The girls giggled as Lisa helped Margie to her feet. They grabbed the shopping bags they'd brought in earlier and went into Lisa's room to change. Margie looked back over her shoulder and grinned at Matt as she shook her gorgeous little butt. In a silly sing-song Chinese accent, she said, "You will truly like them, Master...they hotter than Chinese firecrackers!" Then she shut Lisa's door as she went into the room.

Lisa was waiting for her with open arms. Margie was hot and flushed as she moved into Lisa's embrace. "God," she said as Lisa bent her head to kiss her lover's stiff nipples, "your brother gets better looking every day." She felt Lisa moan in agreement, the vibrations moving from her engorged nipple to the depths of her cunt. "But then," she Asian coed continued, "so do you, lover." She raised Lisa's face to hers and kissed her hard. They both moaned as their tongues dueled and their lips crushed each others. Margie finally broke their embrace. "C'mon,

babygirl

," she gently pushed Lisa back, "our

Master

is waiting for us."

Lisa knew her brother very well. She noticed that lately, he'd often had a Jet Li movie,

Romeo Must Die

, playing in the background on his computer. And she also was aware of his cock growing during an early scene in the movie. Two beautiful, young Asian women, dressed in tight little mini-dresses start dirty-dancing together at a club and as they kiss, one girl pulls the other's dress down over her breast and starts kissing her nipple.

Earlier in the week, she passed a new boutique that had a very similar dress in the window. She'd brought Margie back and they found two dresses, tight, slinky and sparking, that were reminiscent of the outfits from the movie. A red dress looked perfect on Lisa and a similar one, colored electric blue, was pure

Mai Ling

. Then they bought Lisa a wig; long, black hair cut in a classic Chinese style, along with the proper make-up, transformed her instantly into a totally hot, slutty looking oriental woman. What she didn't know was how well her little fantasy for Matt would dove-tail with his plan for that night.

As Matt waited for his little sluts to change, he got a cold beer out of his little mini- refrigerator, lit a joint, and stripped off his hot, sweaty clothes in anticipation of a blowjob and a shower. He was leaning back on his study pillow as Lisa's door opened. At first, he thought he was seeing things (he was very high...he loved Fridays after classes were out.) Two Margies? The girls were backlit until they were inside Matt's room. Only then did he see Lisa under the long hair and make-up. And then his cock started to grow.

Lisa and Margie slithered into the room with their arms wrapped around each other and their tongues flicking against each other's neck. They walked over to Matt's stereo and put a dance cd in the player. Then they recreated the scene from the movie that Matt knew so well. They moved slowly, rocking together to the strong beat of the music. Their

Master's

eyes were glowing with a burning lust as Margie peeled Lisa's tight dress down over her 34B breast. His long, thick cock started leaking pre-cum as his beautiful

Mai Ling

nibbled her way across his sister's tit, then licking and finally sucking Lisa's hard nipple into her mouth.

Then, following the movie, Margie used her hand to slide Lisa's dress back up, her fingers kneading her girlfriend's breast as they moved to the music. After a long french kiss, Lisa backed away and turned the music down. Both girls sat on the bed, one on either side of the highly excited young man. "Well, little brother, what do you think?" Lisa was breathless from her hot dance with Margie.

Matt looked back and forth from one to the other. He just couldn't believe how exciting the two of them were together. He was quite stoned, his cock was fully extended, and it was time for the evening to begin. Falling naturally into his

command

voice, he addressed them both. "Very nice, girls...very nice. Beautiful dresses...take them off; you'll be wearing them again in a little while." They stood and peeled off the tight little dresses and sat back down again. Keeping his expression as neutral as he could, he turned to his sister. "

Little brother

?" His voiced dropped as his eyes widened. "Is that the proper way to address me, slut?" Lisa started apologizing, secretly thrilled that Matt caught her

mistake

. He put his hand under her chin and lifted her face to his. "Stop apologizing, Lis'." He grinned at her. "Don't worry – you'll pay for that later." He knew she couldn't wait. What a hot little slut – no wonder he loved her so completely.

"Love the wig, by the way. But keep it out of the way now." His long arms embraced both his loves. He drew them down to his massive erection. "Both of you...lips and tongues...and I'll tell you about my plan." A moment later, his tool had their complete attention. They used their tongues and lips to wet his shaft and spread his pre-cum over his spongy, dark pink cock head. And then they started sucking him, first one taking two or three strokes into her mouth and then trading with the other. As Matt got into their rhythm, he told them about Winston's call and Paulie's problem.

"So," he explained, "we're gonna go down to the pool hall tonight. I think you two will be able to entice the big, bald posse into seeing things our way. And those dresses should only make your jobs easier." It was hard to maintain that particular tone of voice as he was far more interested in the boiling rush he could feel starting in his balls.

Margie had his meat in her mouth as he finished telling them about the evening ahead. When he all but said that both she and Lisa would be fucking and sucking a group of strangers,

black strangers

at that, she couldn't control the shock waves that moved through her body. Her trembling reached her mouth, causing her lips to vibrate around Matt's thick stalk. As Lisa massaged his swollen sac, Matt felt his load surging up his cock and exploding into Margie's mouth, bringing her along with him into orgasmic never-never land.

Since becoming Matt's slut, at his direction, she had slept with Winston several times (she thought he was pretty cute), Paulie once (she was still a little put off by his lack of social skills and dick-length, but he was very easy to blow and he came so quickly!) and a few of Matt's dorm friends. Except for Winston, the actual sex was okay at best. But that really didn't matter to the black-haired coed – she was pleasing her

Master

by doing his friends. Between the pleasure she received from her submission and the pleasure she and Lisa gave each other (they always partied together), and most of all, the supreme pleasure she received from Matt's cock, she had experienced more climaxes in the last month than she had in her previous twenty years.

But now, all she could think about was her upcoming role that night – and it was making her completely crazy. She was aware of Lisa kissing and licking Matt's cum off of her lips and chin. She kissed her lover back hard and shared the sticky load their

Master

had left on her tongue. She knew Lisa had previous experiences with black men, and quite frankly, Margie didn't know how Lisa could do it. Margie had never been close enough to an African-American to know that her parent's old stereotypical attitudes were all wrong. But she had never let herself get put in that position –

until now

! And she was trembling in anticipation.

Matt had crawled off his bed, sated for the moment by Margie's wonderful mouth. He turned the hot water on in the shower and stood under the spray, still planning the way he wanted the evening to go. When he saw the girls walk into his room earlier in those dresses, every curve of their bodies highlighted by the shimmering material, he knew they would be irresistible – that was the key to his plan. He washed and rinsed and when he stepped out of the shower, his older sister was there, holding a warm towel to dry him off. It was a small sensual pleasure they both shared.

"You know, little

Mai Ling

has never been with a black guy before, Matty?" Lisa spoke softly as she toweled off her brother's long, lanky body.

"Didn't know that, Lis'," he replied easily. "She should get a kick outta this, then."

Lisa moved the soft towel gently over his cock and around his sac. "Well, I don't think she'll be surprised by the size anymore, baby brother," she giggled as she held his length in her palm, "at least, not after this big boy." Then she grew a little more serious. "But I think she's kinda scared, Matt. She told me her parents are really bigoted, and she thinks they handed down their attitudes to her."