Ask him to stay.

"Maybe you could spend the night and I could take another hit right now?" You don't know who is more surprised by your wanton whorishness, Dirk or you. You can't seem to help yourself, though a nagging part of you is telling you that you should. But you're still so dreamily dopey...your cock is still sticky from your shameful spurt, but still rock hard and drooling for more...you can still taste him on your lips, and the weed is making you sooooooo hungry.

"Noice! I got me a horny little slut to play with all week. Okay, I'll spend the night, but you've got to do me a favor. I've always wanted to bang your sister, Brandi. Why don't you dress up in some of her clothes so it won't feel so gay when you're gagging on my tool?" You nod, blushing, a little shocked at how easily, some might say eagerly, you agreed. Everything just seems so naughty and kinky that you just want to keep feeling high and horny and slutty and worry about what it means tomorrow.

You race upstairs and tear through Brandi's panty drawer and closet. You remember an outfit she wore once on her way out to the club that Dirk noticed as he was dropping off a package one time. You step into a pair of slinky see through nylon thong panties and you think you might shoot off then and there. You slide into a ridiculously short leather miniskirt with a side zipper that goes almost all the way up and imagine Dirk sliding his hands underneath it. You put on a fire engine red lace bra and stuff it with some panties to give a crude illusion of breasts and your puffy nipples throb inside their silky prison. You peel a tight croptop with "Slut" emblazoned on it and wonder how far Dirk will go to make you prove it. You put on the black bob wig she wore when thought blond was for basic bitches and drool over your reflection in the closet mirror.

"Fuuuuuck. You are looking good, Brandi. Do you want to get high before your nerdy little brother gets back?" You giggle girlishly, and your cock throbs in your panties. You don't know what it says that it turns you on when he calls you by your sister's name. You don't want to know what it means that it turns you on even more when he insults "your little brother" while you smile dumbly and squirm under his hungry stare.

"Tee hee. Sure, Dirk, but that dweeb is probs gonna be at the library allllll night." You don't know where that came from, you don't study at all, but you are getting into character as Dirk hands you a joint and you sit on the couch next to him. You take a deep hit, looking into his cold, predatory eyes as you blow the smoke out slow and sultry. You feel like you could melt into the couch right now. So far gone...and drifting further...

Your leg brushes up against his hand and tingles run up and down your body. Your cock aches in your sister's panties, your nipples throb with a toothache sweetness, and you just want to keep feeling this good and keep playing your kinky game of role play. "Mmm the weed is kicking my ass. But don't get any ideas. I don't mess with younger guys, and certainly not the permavirgins Brian hangs out with."

Dirk doesn't take the bait just yet, cool as a cucumber, he takes a huge hit then leans in close so his lips are practically touching yours. Instinctively you part your lips and he blows a steady stream of smoke into your mouth. You must have left your mouth agape a moment too long because he closes it with a kiss. You moan around his tongue as he pulls you down, your body wrapping tightly around his as your tongues do the same. You can't believe your kissing him! That's even gayer than sucking his cock. Then again, Dirk did say it wasn't gay if you were a girl. And you feel so giddily girly as you grind against him and suck on his tongue.

Dirk unzips your skirt and begins kneading your ass. You get the same hungry pangs of pleasure you got earlier only even more sweetly starving. You feel his finger circling your tight, virgin hole as your tongue circles his. He breaks the kiss and you whimper needily. "Mmm you taste even better than you look, girl. Now how bout letting me fuck that sweet pussy of yours?"

You don't know why you are surprised, you are dressed like a chick and making out while a dude gropes your ass. Of course he wants to fuck. More surprisingly, you think you want it to. Everything feels so good...so dirty...so kinky...why not take it all the way? A tiny voice is telling you that you won't be able to take this back...maybe you should start listening to it?