Half

The pair looked to Kent and let the question hang for a few seconds, their faces unreadable despite the pleasant smiles.

“Half siblings,” Sasha finally confirmed, her smile widening shamelessly. Kent blinked at her, then looked to Shawn, who once again just shrugged lazily. “Same dad, different moms,” the sexy sister explained. Kent swallowed.

“Wow… that’s…” he started, now seeing a glimmer of worry flicker across the brother and sister’s expressions. “Fuckin hot…” he finished, his cock finally springing back to life. To be fair, there weren’t very many taboos left in the world any more, and in many regions nobody would blink at what Sasha and Shawn got into in their personal time. In some other places it was one boundary that should never be crossed. But from Kent’s perspective… who cares?

Eyeing his returned erection Sasha grinned.

“There he is. I was worried you’d be a bit of a one-shot freshman,” she said. “But I’m glad my baby brother’s bunking with a stud.”

Kent felt a shiver up his spine as Sasha beckoned for him to come closer.

“Wait wait!” Shawn chimed in suddenly, his own strength returned. He groped for his phone on the side table to check the time. “Shit, Sash, we need to get going soon,” he said, sounding a little more panicked than Kent was expecting based on his mostly cool headed intercourse from before.

“Ah… right, damn,” Sasha remembered, disappointingly. “Sorry stud, we’ve gotta get going to this freshmen orientation.” That triggered Kent’s own memories and he stood straighter.

“Oh yeah. I’m supposed to go to that too,” he recalled. Sasha sat up and finally gave Kent a proper view of her athletic form. Damn if she wasn’t gorgeous, her thighs obviously strong, thick cum running down in dribbles on the inside of her legs. Her hips were innately grippable and there were some red marks where Shawn had been gripping onto them for his life. She showed abs, nowhere near as defined as her brother’s, but impressive all the same. Her breasts were not small, they were shapely and weighty, complimenting her proportions perfectly, her dark nipples mouthwatering.

“Then we should get cleaned up and get going,” announced Sasha, hopping out of bed spryly. Shawn was a little less dynamic in sliding off the mattress, perhaps due to his weighty schlong, but was still urgent in his movements heading to the bathroom. Perhaps with a little less blood in his brain than usual, it took Sasha grabbing Kent’s wrist for him to clue into how much of a hurry they were all in. He looked down at the splattery trail of cum that Sasha was leaving behind on the wooden floors as she dragged him along to the shower.