Sister’s Home Movies

Chapter 01

“Hi Geek!” Maryanne’s voice came through the speakerphone, using the nickname that she had affectionately called me for years. “I’m having trouble e-mailing a video file.”

“That’s because of the blonde filter on your computer,” I teased, using a running joke between me and my older sister.

“Blondes have more fun and geeks don’t have a social life,” she said, which was her standard reply to any blonde joke. I don’t mind the nickname. After all, I was a serious computer gamer and, yeah, I guess, I was a geek.

“The only reason blondes have more fun is because they are more easily amused,” I answered. “I’d rather be a geek.” Actually, I’d rather be a jock, but that’s never going to happen.

“Yeah, but geeks don’t get laid,” she teased with unintended accuracy, and I changed the subject.

“What do you need to e-mail?” I asked.

“How come it says the file is too large?” she responded, ignoring my question.

“Because your ISP has restrictions on how big an e-mail file can be,” I answered, wondering how a former cheerleader-turned-high school English teacher gets by without knowing basic stuff like this. Every eighteen-year-old high school student like me knows how to e-mail video files. “Do you want me to come over and condense the file for you?” I offered.

“No!” she said, quickly enough to make me wonder what she was sending. “That’s alright. Can you just tell me how to do it?” Perhaps realizing she piqued my curiosity, she continued. “I have to learn sometime.” Now, I was really curious. My sister’s husband was in Iraq, so I assumed she wanted to send him a video file. If she didn’t want me to see it, it could only mean one thing: I’ve got to see it!

My sister is twenty-two years old and she and Mark got married last year, just before he left for Iraq. Their house is about ten minutes away from us and I frequently stop off on my way home from school to do my homework and have dinner with my sister. I have a key because I maintain her lawn and fix things around the house since her husband left. I was definitely going to have to go by tomorrow and look at her video, but that’s not what I said now.

“What program are you using to import and edit the video?” I asked.

“I never said I recorded it!” Maryanne snapped.

“Okay. Sorry, Sis,” I answered, knowing she must have recorded it or she’d be telling me what it was. “What program are you using to compress the video?” I tried again.

“Windows Media Center,” she replied, “but I’m not sure if I’m doing it right.” She sighed resignedly as I tried to think of a way to help her without looking at her video.

“How about if I come over after school tomorrow? We can shoot some new video and then I can show you what to do with it,” I said, knowing that I would have already seen her mystery video by the time she got home from work.

“That’d be great, Ron,” she replied, approving of my idea. “I’m such a dunce at this stuff.” What an understatement.

“You’re just blonde,” I teased. “See you tomorrow, Sis.” I hung up, wondering what was on the video that she didn’t want me to see. Throughout the conversation I had been trying to think of another kind of video Maryanne wouldn’t want me to see, but nothing came to mind. There could only be one thing, and I was anxious to see it.

It’s hard to describe my sister without sounding biased. She is absolutely gorgeous; a beautiful face, long blonde hair, great tits, and a head-turning ass. Sure, she’s my sister, but as she pointed out, geeks don’t get laid, and when she lived at home, I was constantly trying to sneak peeks at her naked body. In my mind, it was the only hope I had of seeing tits and ass anytime soon.

When I pulled my car into her driveway the next afternoon, I figured that I had about two hours before she got home. Letting myself in with my key, I headed right for her computer, located in the office. My cock was already stirring inside my jeans as I waited for Windows to boot up.

Come on, what’s taking so long? I impatiently drummed my fingers on her desk. The anticipation was killing me. I was starting to wonder if it was all just wishful thinking. Maybe it was just some innocuous video that she didn’t want me to see for some stupid reason.

I searched for “.wma” files and find one called “Iluvu,” dated two days ago. That had to be it. I held my breath and double-clicked the file. Could this actually be what I hoped it was?

The movie started and, as I suspected, it’s a really amateurish video of Maryanne doing a strip tease. The camera was obviously on a tripod and she was standing in front of it pulling a white tank top over her head. Her braless tits got my cock’s attention, as I stared at her swaying back and forth on the screen.

Goddamn! I was looking right at my sister’s bare tits! She tossed the tank top aside and brought her hands up around her firm globes, squeezing them together. Running her palms over her nipples, I watched the thick nubs respond, as she pinched them between her thumbs and index fingers. I realized she was saying something and I turned the sound up.

“Just wish you were here to do this yourself,” her sultry voice came through the speakers, as I unsnapped my jeans and started stroking my hard cock. “I miss you so much, Mark,” she said, moving her hard nipples towards the camera, trying to give him a close-up view, but instead all she accomplished was to make them go in and out of focus.

“Do you want to see my pussy?” she asked. Yes! Of course, I realized she wasn’t talking to me. “Do you want to see my pussy, Mark?” she teased, unzipping her jeans and pealing them off her legs, revealing a skimpy black thong. She looked like she’d had a few drinks.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she continued, turning around and wiggling her bare ass cheeks as she stepped out of her jeans. “You better not ever show this to anyone, Mark!” She smiled, looking over her shoulder at the camera.

Fuck! My sister’s ass was perfect! I’d seen her in a swimsuit before, but nothing like this, with just a thin strip of material wedged between her firm cheeks. My cock was about to blow. I found a box of tissues and grabbed a couple as I pumped my cock. Maryanne had turned back around and, to my elation, was rolling her thong down her thighs. Fuck me! Her blonde pussy hair was cut into a neat triangle and the sight of it triggered my release. Jacking my cock faster, I shot a puddle of cum into the tissues. The video ended with her standing naked in front of the camera, her pussy lips barely visible through her blonde bush. Damn!

After flushing the tissues, I returned to the computer to explore her e-mail history. Fortunately, Maryanne chose to have Windows remember her log-in and password, so I could easily read all her messages. She’d been sending nude pictures of herself to her husband every day for about a month. That’s when his tour unexpectedly got extended and he sent an e-mail begging her for more intimate pictures.

“With me stuck here for another few months, please think again about sending pictures. Just some shots of your best attributes… I love you and miss you and want to see you… all of you! LOL

Love, Mark”

There were at least thirty pictures and as I clicked through them, I got hard again. Picking out my favorites, I used Windows Viewer to place them side-by-side on the desktop. I started with a close-up of Maryanne’s exquisite tits and two of her ass, in one of which she was bent away from the camera and pulling her ass cheeks apart. I positioned these side by side across the top of the screen. Directly beneath them I lined up three more pictures: one was a full frontal view of Maryanne smiling at the camera with her hands on her hips. My cock was straining against my jeans as I resized two shots of her pussy, including one standing close to the camera and one lying on the bed with her legs spread and her knees pulled up. I yanked my jeans down and started jacking off again. I made a mental note to bring a flash drive tomorrow so I could download copies for myself.

When I finished jacking off this time, I skimmed through the rest of the e-mails, completely reading the latest one.

“Please try to figure out the video. I really want to watch you move and hear you talk and… I think you know what else. I miss you… love you… you can figure it out!

Love, Mark”

I watched the video again and then checked the clock. Maryanne would be home soon. Shutting down the computer, I went and sat at the kitchen table and started doing my homework like nothing unusual had happened.

“Hey Geek!” Maryanne greeted me, walking in the front door and dropping her purse on an end table.

“Hi Sis!” I replied, getting up and giving her a hug. When you’ve seen someone nude, actually pictures of her nude, you start looking at her differently. My sister was wearing a beige blouse tucked into a dark brown skirt and when I looked at her tits, it was like I had x-ray vision. All I could see were her half-dollar size areolas and her thick rose-colored nipples. Of course, nothing had changed for her; she wrapped her arms around me and pressed those gorgeous tits right up against my chest, without thinking anything of it. I restrained myself from squeezing her ass cheeks, as she brushed a kiss across my cheek.

“How was your day?” I asked, stepping away and sitting down so she didn’t see my hard-on.

“Great!” she sighed. “The kids are challenging, but it could be worse. How about yours?” Great! I jacked off twice to the nude pictures of you on your computer.

“Same old, same old,” I answered, as I returned to my homework. “I have a couple of math problems left and then we can shoot some video,” I told her. “Would you like to do it in the park?” When we were younger, Maryanne used to take me to the park all the time. We’d push each other on the swings, climb the monkey bars and get ice cream from the sidewalk vendor.

“Great idea!” Maryanne beamed, as she pulled her blouse out of her skirt and started unbuttoning it. “It’ll be just like old times.” As she undid the last button I saw the inside curves of her tits as they disappeared into her beige colored bra.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” I said, except I don’t ever remember having had a hard-on for my sister at the park. Of course, I’ve never jacked off to nude pictures of her before either.

“Just let me change,” she said, turning towards the hallway, as she pulled her blouse off her shoulders. I watched her start unzipping her skirt just before she turned into her bedroom. Fuck!

I know it’s wrong, and I felt like a twelve-year-old as I snuck down the hallway, trying to catch a glimpse of my naked sister.

“What do you think we should shoot?” Maryanne shouted from the bedroom, obviously assuming I was still in the kitchen. I ran back as quietly as I could, before I answered her.

“We can shoot anything you want,” I answered. How about video of you giving me a blowjob? I crept silently down the hallway again and took a quick peek into Maryanne’s bedroom. She was in front of her dresser across the room with her back to me. I took another look, knowing there was a mirror over the dresser and hoping she wasn’t looking in it. As luck would have it, she wasn’t.

My eyes took in her form bending over in front of her dresser in just her bra and a beige thong! Fuck! I could see her bare ass cheeks and the thin strip of material wedged between them. Her ass looked even better than in the videos. I glanced over her head, into the mirror, and saw a mouthful of tit hanging down into the cups of her bra. My cock was bulging the front of my jeans as I scooted back into the kitchen and packed up my homework. I definitely needed those pictures from her computer!

“Let’s go to the park and mess around like we used to,” Maryanne said, coming out of her bedroom wearing tight white shorts and a light blue tank top. Her bra straps were visible next to her tank top straps.

“Sure,” I said, turning away from her so she couldn’t see the bulge in my jeans. “Where’s your video camera?” I asked.

She grabbed her camera bag and we headed off to the park. It really was like old times and if I didn’t keep thinking about her naked, perhaps my cock would’ve returned to normal. Or maybe hard was the new normal.

I shot Maryanne on the swings, zooming in as she swung away, and zooming out as she swung close, laughing when she tried to kick me. I resisted focusing on her tits or her ass while I was recording, but I used the zoom feature to check out her ass cheeks when the camera was on pause. Her tight white shorts, stretched across her ass, looked sexy, but all I could see in my mind was the beige thong under it. X-ray vision, again.

“My turn,” Maryanne said, taking the camera as I ran for the monkey bars. Swinging across the bars and exerting a little energy calmed down my libido and I was less self-conscious about what might show up on the video. We stopped for an ice cream bar before heading back to her house to learn how to edit video.

“That was fun!” Maryanne said, wrapping her arm around my waist as we walked to the car, eating our ice cream.

“It was,” I agreed. “We should do this more often.” Maybe next time we can shoot some video in your bedroom while you’re changing your clothes.

“Definitely!” Maryanne said, squeezing me tighter. I was glad my sister couldn’t read my mind.

Maryanne made dinner while I booted up her computer for the second time that day. Loading the video from the park, I looked for editing software and realized that what she had wouldn’t compress the video sufficiently to allow her to e-mail it. As we ate dinner, I offered to take whatever video she wanted edited back to my computer and condense it for her. I’m such a good brother.

“No, that’s okay,” she said quickly. “What software do I need?”

I gave her the name of a program that’s easy to use and would do what she wanted. I again offered to do it for her, but she declined, so I offered to buy the right software, load it on her computer and teach her how to use it. She gave me a credit card and I told her I would do it after school tomorrow, right after I copied all of her pictures to my flash drive! I didn’t actually tell her that last part obviously.

I found the best software deal online, and the next day, after copying Maryanne’s pictures to my flash drive, I jacked off again while the software downloaded and installed. There were four new pictures that she must have taken last night: two where she was pinching her nipples and two with her fingers in her pussy. She sent Mark an e-mail saying she was getting new video software and maybe those pictures would tide him over. They certainly were tiding me over!

The nipple shots were pretty close up, with her tits completely filling the screen. In one, she was holding her nipples between her thumb and her index finger, not really pinching them, but I was surprised to see the tips extending beyond the width of her fingers. She was obviously teasing them to full arousal. In the other one, she was definitely pinching them and pulling them out from her tits.

My sister seemed to know what a guy wanted to see and that was really evident from the pussy shots. One showed her whole body lying on the bed with her legs spread and two fingers in her pussy. The second one was a close up of her pussy in almost exactly the same position. She obviously had to get up to adjust the camera, but the close up showed two fingers buried to the second knuckle inside her glistening pussy.

I shot my load as the software finished downloading and a box popped up telling me to restart the computer. Perfect timing! I clicked restart and got to the bathroom to flush the cum-filled tissue. When Maryanne got home, I taught her how to use the software, walking her through a couple of simple editing steps and then showed her how to save it as an e-mail ready file. As we edited the video from the park, I realized that Maryanne didn’t feel as restrained as I did when I was the cameraman and there were several close ups of my ass and my crotch.

“What was that about?” I asked, wondering if she was disappointed that I didn’t do the same thing to her.

“That’s your best side!” she laughed, as I edited out the butt shot. “You know, for a geek, you’ve got a great ass,” she teased. “I thought I’d post it online and see if I can get you a date.”

“What about this one?” I asked, highlighting the crotch shot, showing a definite bulge in my jeans.

“I just wondered who you were thinking about.” She smiled, as I pressed the delete button. “Awww, you’re no fun!” she laughed. I could be if you’d like to see the real thing.

“I wasn’t thinking about anyone,” I lied. “That’s my natural relaxed size,” I deadpanned, without looking at her.

“Right!” she smirked. “Stand up!” she said, yanking me out of the chair and staring at my crotch. “I didn’t think so.” Do that for a few more minutes and it may surprise you.

“Stop it, Sis,” I said, sitting back down. Okay, I’m hypocritical. I’ll jack off, thinking about her all day long, but it’s embarrassing if she looks at me that way. I don’t understand it either.

“I’m just kidding, Ronnie,” she said, calling me by my childhood nickname, as she tussled my hair. “I really appreciate your help with this.”

“Okay, now you try it.” I watched her manipulate the video and save it in e-mail ready format.

“Good!” I praised her, surprised at how quickly she picked it up. “You’re all set!” I told her, anxious to see what would be on her computer tomorrow.

“Thank you, Ron,” Maryanne said, standing up and giving me a hug. “I really appreciate this.” Between her tits pushing against my chest and my imagination running wild with erotic videos, my cock responded and I stepped back.

“No worries,” I told her, gathering up my school stuff. “Let me know if you need any more help.” Or if you need a cameraman.

“I will,” she said. “Thanks.”

I visited my sister’s house every day for the next week and I was never disappointed. Some days I was still there when she got home and we would have dinner together. Other days, I jacked off, copying the new video to my flash drive and leaving without her even knowing I was there. I was building up quite a video collection on my laptop and almost wearing my dick out every night.

After a week of watching my sister dance naked, roll around in various poses on the bed, and shake her tits and ass for the camera, I finally got to watch her masturbate. This was the video I had been waiting for. Mark had been hinting, not so subtly, for the past week about what he wanted to see. I didn’t know if Maryanne was resistant or if she just knew the value of good foreplay, but there it was at last!

I copied it to my flash drive and then watched it three times before I opened the latest e-mail from my brother-in-law. After the normal update, he finished with his most impassioned plea yet.

“I know you never imagined that you’d spend the first year of our marriage making videos like these, but you can’t possibly know how much they mean to me. You could never understand how they help me get through the lonely, frustrating, frightening days in this hellhole. I need to see you do more on the video. I’d reciprocate, but besides not having a camera, there’s no privacy in Hell!

Love, Mark”

By this time my cock was rock solid and I pulled it out as I started the video again. Grabbing some tissues to catch my gunk, I stroked up and down, while I watched my sister masturbate.

The video started with Maryanne lying on the bed, with her legs spread towards the camera. She was watching herself on the monitor and got up a couple of times to adjust the camera angle, then pulled her knees up and started fingering her pussy. She should have edited out adjusting the camera; wasn’t she paying attention the other day?

“Hi Hon!” she smiled at the camera. “I wish this was your cock, instead of my finger,” she said, pulling on her nipple with her other hand. “I wish you were here to suck my nipples… eat my pussy… and fuck me!” she panted, pumping two fingers in and out of her wet pussy.

“Oh yeah! Oh fuck!” Maryanne’s voice boomed out of the speakers. “Are you jacking off? Are you pumping your hard cock, honey? Are you cumming with me?” I certainly was! My sister was breathing hard and slamming her fingers into her pussy. My cock was rock solid and felt like it was about to burst. As the tension built and I felt the release coming from deep inside my balls, I positioned the tissues at the head of my cock. Watching my sister rub her clit, I stood up, pumping faster…

“What the FUCK are you doing?” Maryanne’s voice bellowed from behind me. Oh shit! Jerking around, I saw my sister, standing in the doorway to her bedroom, just as my cock blasted its first load of cum. Missing the tissue completely, it arced up a little before landing on the floor between us. My sister was still masturbating on the video behind me, as a couple of smaller spurts landed next to my feet.

Maryanne rushed to the computer and pushed the power button on the monitor, as I stood frozen with my hand around my dripping cock. The speakers weren’t connected to the monitor, so her moans are still coming from the speakers.

“Oh fuck! Ohhhhhh! I’m cummmminng! Cum with me!” the speakers bellowed.

“Turn it off! Turn it off!” my sister yelled, leaning across me, trying to find the volume control. I came out of my trance and pressed the mute button on the keyboard, making the room go silent. I was breathing hard and still holding my cock, while my sister stood there, glaring at me. At least, I thought she was glaring at me. When I looked up, I saw that she was staring at my spent cock.

Reaching down, I pulled up my jeans and underwear, while she silently stared at me. When I’d tucked my wet cock back into my jockey shorts, she looked up at my face, giving me a look that I couldn’t read. I’ve done a lot of things to my sister over the years, but I’ve never seen a look like that. Disappointment? Embarrassment? Anger? Disgust? I just didn’t know.

“Get this cleaned up!” she said, pointing to the floor. “And then come into the living room.” She turned and stormed out of her office. Fuck! I finished snapping up my jeans and went into the bathroom to get a washcloth.

As I cleaned the cum off the floor, I tried to think of some defense for what I’d done. This was beyond anything I’d ever done before, or at least been caught doing. I wondered what the punishment was for squirting cum on your sister’s carpeting. I mean, my parents usually grounded me for stuff, but this seemed way beyond that. I was so fucked!

I took my time cleaning up the cum, as I tried to imagine what was going to happen next. Finally there was no way to delay it any longer. Just before I went into the living room, I remembered my flash drive. That would’ve really been the icing on the cake! Grabbing it from the USB slot in the computer, I shoved it into my jeans pocket and went in to face the music.

“This is wrong on so many levels.” Maryanne said, as I took a seat on the couch. She was sitting on the chair across from me, with her hands folded in her lap. “Invasion of privacy, masturbating in my house, not to mention that I’m your sister, for God’s sake.” My sister was taking her schoolteacher approach with me. She wasn’t yelling, but she might as well have been.

“I’m sorry,” I said, realizing that sorry wasn’t going to cut it.

“What were you thinking? Hacking into my computer? What you did….”

“I know,” I answered, hanging my head. I didn’t exactly hack into her computer, but I didn’t think it would be prudent of me to point that out at that moment.

“What were you doing?” she asked, quickly correcting herself. “Okay, I know what you were doing, but…” she took a deep breath. “Why don’t you start from the beginning and tell me everything,” she said, sitting back with that schoolteacher – no, make that school principal, look on her face.

This is where I spilled the beans… sort of…. I guess.

“Well, when you asked me about e-mailing video and then didn’t want me to see what it was, I got curious. I mean, I figured it must be something, you know…” I tried to look at her, but I was too embarrassed. “I’m really sorry, Sis.”

“So you just came over and hacked into my computer so you could see a video that you knew I wanted to keep private?” she demanded, folding her arms across her chest and staring at me.

“Yes.” Again, turning on a computer and searching for video files wasn’t exactly hacking, but I wasn’t going to argue with her. What I did was wrong regardless.

“I trusted you,” she said, leaning forward and trying to catch my eye. I continued to look down.

“I know,” I answered, glancing up at her. Even with her angry at me, I couldn’t help but notice how sexy she was, and my cock stirred. Jesus! I needed to get a grip, but my sister’s next question didn’t help any.

“Wasn’t it weird, jacking off to a video of your own sister?” she asked, and I jerked my head up to look at her. She didn’t look mad, but… I don’t know… I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. She looked more like, well, curious. Like she was really interested in how I felt about it. I considered my answer carefully.

“I know it’s wrong, Maryanne, but you are the most beautiful and sexy…” I took a breath and noticed she was blushing. “I honestly couldn’t help myself,” I answered, looking directly into her eyes. She held my stare for a minute before looking away. I glanced down at her tits while she was looking out the window and I swear it looked like her nipples were hard.

“I’m your sister,” she said, looking back at me, and I quickly shifted my focus to her face.

“I know,” I replied. “Are you going to tell Mom and Dad?” I asked, wondering what was going to happen when I got home. Maybe I should just get in my car and keep going. She kept staring at me and I could picture the wheels turning inside her head.

“No, I’m not,” she finally said, “but you need to think about what you did, Ron.” I hate it when people say that, unless, like now, it means that she’s not going to tell my parents.

“I will,” was my lame reply, wondering what I would think about this later.

“You’d better go home now,” she said. “I need to think about… everything.” She stood up, and sure enough, her nipples were embossed on the front of her blouse. I wondered if, on some primitive level, this was a turn on for her. I mean, she did just see her first cock in over a year, even if it was shooting cum all over her floor. Did my sister become aroused by seeing my cock or maybe by me masturbating to her video? Is this what she needed to think about?

“Ron?” she said, folding her arms across her breasts and glaring at me. “I said I think you’d better go.”

“I’m really sorry, Sis,” I told her, wondering if I should try to give her a hug.

“Just go, okay?” she says quietly. “Come back tomorrow, after I’ve calmed down and you’ve thought about what you’ve done. We’ll talk more then.”

“Sure,” I replied, practically running out the door.

I drove around for a while before I went home, thinking about everything that had happened. Half an hour ago I was scared out of my mind, but by the time I got home, I was just anxious to pop my flash drive into my laptop and watch my sister again.

I jacked off to my sister’s masturbation video again before I went to bed and wondered what she would say when we talked about it tomorrow. I fell asleep with images of her naked body floating through my brain.

I was nervous about going into Maryanne’s computer again, but I wanted to see if she e-mailed Mark about what had happened. She surprised me yesterday by coming home early and I didn’t want to make the same mistake today. I booted up her computer, copied her latest e-mails to my flash drive and quickly shut her computer down again. Taking my laptop out of my backpack, I set it up on the kitchen table and inserted the flash drive.

Maryanne did e-mail Mark, telling him about finding me masturbating to the video she sent him. Shit! I was so screwed. He was going to kill me when he got home. Then I read the rest of her e-mail and she went on to tell Mark that maybe I could help her get the close up videos he wanted. What the fuck? She wrote that I’d already seen her masturbating, so what was the difference? And that I was so much better with the camera and editing than she would ever be.

I couldn’t believe my sister was proposing that I help her make porn flicks to send to her husband. My cock was hard just thinking about it. My hand was shaking with anxiety, as I opened his reply. Maryanne hadn’t even seen his e-mail yet.

“Great idea, Hon! I know it’s been hard for you to try to get good close up shots, and your brother is a harmless geek, right? Give the kid a thrill… just remind him to bring extra underwear to change into afterwards. Lol

Love, Mark”

A harmless geek? I should’ve been pissed, but who cares what he thinks of me. He just gave his permission for me to shoot close up video of my naked sister! Jesus Christ! I couldn’t believe the turn of events. Yesterday I thought I was totally fucked! Now, I was getting the offer of a lifetime. I removed the flash drive and stored it in my backpack, then took out my homework. My cock was still hard when Maryanne came home about an hour later.

“Hi,” she said quietly, as she set her purse down and walked into the kitchen. My eyes went right to her tits and I probably imagined that I could see her nipples through her blouse, but it didn’t stop me from looking.

“Hi,” I answered, desperately trying to hide my excitement. I wondered how she was going to approach this with me.

“I’m going to change and check my e-mail, and then we can talk,” she said, in a quiet, no nonsense voice. I listened carefully for any hint of the anger that dominated our discussion yesterday and didn’t detect any.

“Okay,” I replied. “I’m just finishing up my homework,” I told her, trying to match her subdued mood. This time when she went down the hallway, I didn’t follow her. I knew I was going to see her naked body sometime after she read her e-mail. My cock was throbbing, but I closed my eyes and tried to be patient. Maryanne came back, about fifteen minutes later, in a pair of light blue shorts and a white tank top.

“How many times did you watch the video of me masturbating?” she asked without preamble, as she sat down across from me. Fuck! Three times initially, then again when she caught me, and once more last night before I went to bed.

“Twice,” I lied, hoping she didn’t press me for details. But she surprised me by smiling.

“Then you’re one up on me,” she said. “I only saw you cum once, all over the floor,” she added sarcastically. “You owe me one.” What was she talking about?

“That’s your punishment,” she said matter-of-factly. “You watched me twice, so I get to watch you once more.” She laughed at my jaw dropping expression, as I just stared at her. Was she serious? She wanted to watch me masturbate?

“Come on,” she urged, reaching for my hand and pulling me to my feet. This wasn’t in the e-mail from Mark; I’m sure I would have noticed something that said “have your harmless geek of a brother masturbate for you.” Maryanne led me down the hallway to her bedroom, hesitating as we passed the office door.

“Do you think you’ll need the video?” she asked, smiling. “You know, for stimulation…” I just shook my head, not trusting myself to talk. What was going on? This couldn’t be real!

“Do you want to stand up, sit down, or lie on the bed?” she asked, as we entered her bedroom. “You were standing up when you came yesterday, but it looked like you’d been sitting at the computer.” I just stood there staring at her.

“Do you understand the question, Ron?” Maryanne asked. “Take off your clothes and masturbate for me.” She was sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at me expectantly. “It’s only fair, right?” she asked.

“Right!” I answered, as I unsnapped my jeans. This was so fucking weird. “You really want me to masturbate, right here in front of you?” I asked.

“Didn’t watching me masturbate turn you on?” she asked, and I just nodded. “Why do you think that watching you masturbate wouldn’t do the same for me?” Her logic was sound, but the circumstances were weird.

“Take your shirt off, too,” she said. “I was completely naked when you watched me.”

“You were on video, not standing here in front of me,” I pointed out, wondering why this would matter, even as I said it.

“Do you want me to film you masturbating?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.

“No!” I protested, pulling my shirt over my head and tossing it on her dresser. My sister was staring at the bulge in my pants as I kicked off my shoes and lowered my jeans. When I was down to just my jockey shorts, she was fidgeting like crazy, clearly anxious for me to remove them. My sister really wanted to see my cock! Suddenly, I was way more confident.

“You’re sure about this?” I teased, as I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my underwear. She nodded vigorously, her eyes never leaving my crotch. I pulled the elastic out, over the head of my cock and let it spring free.

“Mmmm,” my sister moaned, licking her lips. “Very nice, Ronnie,” she murmured as my shorts fell to the floor and I pushed them aside with my foot. “You’ve grown up.” As far as I know, the last time my sister saw my cock, I was about five years old, so yeah, I guess I would have grown up somewhat.

“Now jack off for me,” she insisted as she swung her body around on the bed and lay on her stomach, facing me. With her chin on her hands, she watched anxiously.

“What were you thinking about, when you were watching the video yesterday?” she asked, as I started stroking my hand up and down my rigid shaft.

“I was thinking about how sexy you looked,” I answered. In truth, I was thinking about how it would feel to fuck my sister.

“What else?” she urged, leaving one hand under her chin, as she moved the other hand under her body. Fuck! Was she rubbing her pussy? I jacked my cock harder, as I watched my sister’s ass raise up a little off the bed.

“I was… um… thinking about… you know… how your… um… pussy would feel.” There, I said it, and she was smiling! Fuck me! My sister was glad that I was fantasizing about fucking her pussy!

“Really? Even though I’m your sister?” she teased.

“Yes!” I panted, my hand pumping like crazy on my hard cock. I couldn’t believe that I was jacking off with my sister watching me fewer than two feet away.

“What are you thinking about now?” she asked, her ass faintly moving up and down with her hand.

“I’m thinking about what you’re doing with your hand,” I answered honestly.

“Would you like to see?” she whispered. I just nodded and continued jacking off. “Would it help you cum?” she inquired, sitting up and pulling her tank top over her head. Fuck! My sister was going to get naked… right in front of me… not just in a video, but the real thing!

Unfastening her bra, she stood up and held the cups against her tits, while she watched my reaction. With a seductive smile, she slowly lowered the bra, revealing her firm, round tits and her aroused nipples. Goddamn! They were the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen! Maryanne gave her tits a gentle squeeze and her smile widened, as my hand moved faster on my cock. Who would have thought that the first real tits I saw would belong to my sister?

The tension was building in my balls as Maryanne unzipped her shorts and dropped them to the floor. She was wearing a nearly transparent white thong. I could see her blonde pubic hair right through it. Fuck! I was in full motion now, thrusting my hips forward and yanking on my hard cock.

“Is this what you wanted to see?” she teased, slipping her hand into the front of her thong. I just nodded as she bent slightly forward to push her fingers into her pussy. I couldn’t see it, but I knew it was happening, and right here in front of me! I started looking around for a tissue because I knew I was going to blow my load.

Maryanne realized what was happening and pointed to the dresser behind me. A decorative box of tissues was sitting on the far side of the dresser and I lunged for it, pulling three tissues at once, just in time. She smiled as I caught the pool of cum that was spurting into the tissue.

“Now we’re even!” Maryanne applauded, as I jerkily deposited more cum into the wad of tissues, and my cock started to go soft. I just smiled at her, wondering what was next, as I took the tissues into the bathroom and flushed them.

“Come over here, Ronnie,” she said, patting the bed next to her. She removed her thong while I was in the bathroom and she was sitting naked on the edge of the bed with her legs together.

“I bet you didn’t expect that as your punishment, did you?” She laughed as I sat down.

“Not in a million years,” I answered, thrilled to be sitting here, with both of us naked!

“You’re better at video than I am,” she said, stating the obvious. Here it was. She was going to make the pitch. I just nodded.

“You know I’ve been sending these videos to Mark…” she continued, not waiting for a response from me. “He… it helps him… get through… what he’s going through… over there,” she said, trying to explain the videos to me.

“I think it’s very special of you to do it, Sis,” I told her. “I’m sure he appreciates it.”

“Yes, well, he does, but he wants them to be more explicit… with more close-up,” she said, not as enthusiastically as I would have expected from watching her masturbation video. Not knowing what to say, I just nodded again.

“I’d like your help. It’s been hard for me to masturbate for the camera.” She could have fooled me.

“I was faking most of that.” No way! Okay, she actually did fool me.

“When I saw your cock yesterday…” she paused, glancing down at my cock and I watched her cheeks turn red. “I… um… reacted, I guess the same way you did when you saw my video.” That’s why her nipples were hard!

“I haven’t been that aroused since Mark left,” she said, sheepishly. For once, I was speechless. “I haven’t seen a cock in over a year. And it really got my juices flowing. I think you can help me make some pretty realistic videos for Mark, if you’re willing to do it.”

“Of course, Sis,” I answered, my cock already on its way to recovery. “Whatever you want me to do.”

“I want you to be my cameraman and my video editor.” She smiled, playfully. “I just want to be the porn star.” She laughed. “I’ll be in my trailer, until you’re ready for me,” she said, pushing her lips into an exaggerated seductive pout. We both burst out laughing.

Fuck! Yesterday I was jacking off to a video of my sister masturbating and today we were both sitting here naked discussing how I could help her make more videos.

“When do you want to start?” I asked, praying she would say “immediately.” I couldn’t wait to start making really erotic videos with my sister. I’d watched hundreds of porn videos, plus I would finally be able to use the ideas I got from the video editing class I took last semester. Mom would be so proud! Okay, maybe not.

“Right away.” She smiled, dropping her eyes back to my recovering cock. “I owe Mark another video. I’d like to send it tonight, if possible.”

“Okay, let me think,” I said, looking at my sister’s naked body and mentally constructing the video that I wanted to make. Maryanne stretched out on her side, smiling, as she watched me figure this out. Wow! Not only did I get to see my sister naked, but I was also getting to make my own fantasy video of her. I thought about all the best scenes from the porn I’d downloaded. My cock was rock hard!

“How long do you usually masturbate?” I asked, taking a deep breath, as I got off the bed and started putting my underwear on.

“What?” she asked, as she sat up and watched me get dressed. “I don’t know… it varies.” Her cheeks blushed from the question. I pulled my jockey shorts over my erection and reached for my jeans.

“I’m just trying to figure out the video, Sis,” I told her. “I mean, when you do it alone, and it’s for real, how long does it usually take you to climax?” I asked, still calculating the different shots I was going to need.

“I don’t know, Ron. I’ve never timed it… ten minutes, I guess? It depends,” she said, blushing some more.

“On what?” I ask, sincerely curious.

“On who’s watching.” She smiled. “In fact, I think you should be naked when we do it.”

“What?” I exclaimed, as I was about to put my shirt on.

“Take your clothes back off,” she instructed, smiling. “I need to see your… um, reaction… you know, while I masturbate.” I just stared at her for a minute. Okay, why not? I pulled my jeans and jockey shorts down together and left them in a heap on the floor. My cock was standing at attention.

“Okay, about ten minutes.” I thought some more. “We can send about three minutes of video through e-mail,” I told her, trying to sound like I knew what I was doing. “We can send multiple parts, but I think it’s better if I edit each video down to three minutes.” Maryanne nodded her agreement, her eyes never leaving my cock.

“You’re really getting into this,” she said, excitedly. “Let’s get started.”

“Okay.” I took the camera from the tripod and explained my ideas to her, as I checked the settings. She agreed and lay on her back, while I knelt next to her on the bed. This was so weird!

“We’ll start with a close-up of your face and you can say something directly to Mark, like, ‘I hope you enjoy the video, Honey’ or something like that,” I explained, zooming in on her face.

“Hi Honey,” Maryanne started, looking directly into the camera. “I hope you like the video. I’ve got a new cameraman, so let me know what you think,” she added, winking at the camera.

“Okay, I’m going to get a close-up of your tits now,” I told her, as I stood up on the bed and put one foot on either side of her waist.

“I think I like this view,” Maryanne offered, looking up at my balls hanging below my rigid cock, as I aimed the camera down at her tits.

“You can start playing with your nipples,” I told her, as I filled the screen with her scrumptious tits and tried to sound more nonchalant than I felt. Or you can start playing with my cock!

“Won’t your talking be on the video?” Maryanne asked.

“Not after I extract the audio and delete anything we don’t want,” I answered. “Now talk to Mark as you play with your nipples,” I directed. Her hands entered the frame, caressing the sides of her tits and squeezing them before she slid her fingers across her erect nipples.

“Oh, Mark,” Maryanne cooed, “I wish you were here to touch my breasts and suck on them.” She rolled her taut nipples between her thumb and her index finger. “I miss the way you nibble on my tits and take my nipples between your teeth, stretching them out.” As she said this, Maryanne stretched her nipples out from her tits. The camera caught it all and my cock was rock solid. “Oh Mark! I miss you so much!”

I kept the camera focused on her tits, watching her twist and pinch her nipples and squeeze her fleshy globes.

“Okay.” I press paused and took a deep breath. Fuck! Stepping back so my feet were on either side of her thighs, I positioned the camera for the next shot.

“I’m going to pan down to your pussy. Keep your legs together until I tell you.” As the camera slowly panned down her stomach, I pressed the zoom so her blonde bush filled the screen. I let the camera linger over her pussy mound for a few seconds and then pressed paused.

“Great!” I moved towards her feet and knelt on either side of her ankles. “When I say three, I want you to very slowly pull your legs up and spread your thighs apart.” I aimed the camera at the blonde convergence of her thighs and pressed record. “Okay. One, two and three.” She pulled her feet from between my knees and very slowly spread her thighs.

“Talk to Mark, as your thighs open,” I instructed her, my cock throbbing in anticipation of this close look at my sister’s pussy. “Tell him what you want him to do, Sis.” I couldn’t wait to see her pussy and hear what she said. Please God, stop my hands from shaking!

“Mark, my pussy is aching for your tongue,” Maryanne said, as she continued to spread her thighs. At first, all I could see was blonde hair, but as she opened her legs wider, I could make out her pussy lips buried in her blonde bush. “Your tongue would feel so good right now,” Maryanne cooed. “I know how you love to lick my pussy and suck out my juices.” Oh God! It was like she was talking right to me. If she hadn’t been saying her husband’s name… maybe I would edit that out for my personal copy.

“Wider, Sis,” I told her, as her moist pussy lips came into full view. Her thighs were wide open and my cock was throbbing as I knelt between my sister’s legs and zoomed in on her succulent pussy. I’d seen lots of close-up pictures of pussies, but the real thing, with tufts of blonde hair surrounding the glistening folds of her pussy lips, put them all to shame.

“That’s it,” I tell her, catching my breath. “Now, continue talking to Mark as you slowly slide your fingers down through your pubic hair and into your pussy.”

“I wish this was your cock, instead of my fingers, Mark.” Maryanne breathed each word, as her fingers touched her pussy lips and gently eased them open. Fuck! I wanted to jack off so badly, as I watched my sister work two fingers into her wet pussy. Maryanne kept murmuring to Mark as I tried to control my breathing and hold the camera steady. I leaned to the side, so the camera got a great view of her fingers moving in and out of her aroused pussy.

I glanced at Maryanne’s face and saw that she was staring hungrily at my hard cock as she pumped her fingers in and out of her wet pussy. The only sound in the room was her fingers churning the juices inside her sloshy hole.

“Let me know when you’re getting close,” I told her. “I want to get some close-ups of your face during your orgasm.” Maryanne was staring at me intently and nodding, as she rocked her pussy against her fingers. “When you’re done, leave your fingers in your pussy until I tell you to take them out, okay? We need an extreme close up of you removing your fingers.”

“Jesus, Ron,” Maryanne exclaimed. “Shut the fuck up! You’re making me self-conscious!” she panted, as she continued finger fucking herself. I moved in to get some shots of her face. I alternated the camera between her face and her pussy, getting plenty of shots of both.

“Ohhhhhh!” Maryanne moaned, as she pressed her other hand to her clit, using her middle and ring fingers to rub it in a circular motion. “Ohhhhhhh! I’m getting close,” she advised me. I kept shooting her pussy for a few more seconds and then moved up to get a close-up of her face contorted in ecstasy.

“Oh! God! Oh! God! I’m cumming!” she cried, rapidly pumping her fingers in and out, as she vigorously rubbed her clit. I moved the camera back to her pussy and zoomed in nice and tight. The squishy sounds of her fingers were competing with her low guttural moans as the soundtrack to her orgasm.

“Oh Fuuuucck!” she screamed, closing her legs tightly around her fingers. I zoomed out to capture the full impact of her body shaking and trembling through her intense orgasm. Her eyes were closed and her chest was heaving, as several smaller tremors rolled through her body.

“Wow,” I whispered, staring in wonder at my sister’s shivering body and realizing how fake those porn video orgasms are in comparison. I kept the camera rolling until she finally started to relax.

“Whenever you’re ready, Sis, spread your legs wide apart and then very slowly remove your fingers.” I zoomed in on the back of her hand, squeezed into the triangle formed by the junction of her thighs.

“I’m ready,” she breathed after a couple of minutes. I zoomed in tighter as she slowly moved her knees up and spread her legs apart. In slow motion she extracted her fingers from her soggy pussy. I watched in awe as the camera captured her juices, oozing around her fingers and running down her ass cheeks. Fuck! I could smell her sexy aroma and I just wanted to bury my face in her dripping cunt!

“When I say so, slowly move your fingers up towards your mouth,” I told her, wondering if she had ever tasted herself before. “I’m going to follow your fingers with the camera and watch you suck your juices off of them.” I watched for my sister’s reaction. She just smiled and I stood up, putting my feet almost under her ass.

“Okay, do it.” I zoomed in on her fingers and panned the camera with them as they moved up her body, across her tits and touched her lips.

“I love you, Mark,” she said, as she tantalizingly licked her fingers. “I hope you liked the video.” And with that she sucked her fingers into her mouth, almost simulating a blowjob. “Mmmmmm. I wish you could taste this.” I wish I could!

“Cut!” I smiled at my sister. “Wow! You’re amazing!” I told her, as I climbed off the bed and started towards the office to download the video.

“You are the amazing one, little brother,” she replied. “Who knew you were a closet porn director?” She laughed. “But now you owe me one again,” she said, matter-of-factly. I stopped at the door and turned around, my hard cock pointing directly at my naked sister.

“What?” I ask, incredulously.

“You’ve seen me masturbate again, and now it’s your turn.” She smiled, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed and sitting up. Holy shit! I really did need to jerk my aching cock.

“Okay,” I told her. “Give me a second and I’ll do it while the video is transferring.”

“I can wait.” She stretched her arms over her head. “That was very erotic. I really got off! I think Mark is going to be really pleased.” Fuck Mark! I was really pleased at that moment. Her nipples were even more pronounced when her tits tightened up against her chest, as she stretched.

“Wait until I get it all edited,” I informed her, going to her office, connecting the camera and starting the video transfer.

“Is this okay?” I asked, returning to the bedroom and positioning myself a few feet from the bed.

“Yeah, I like it like this,” Maryanne whispered, leaning forward to get a better look at my cock. For the second time that day I grabbed some tissues and jacked off, with my sister watching me.

The lustful look on her face as she stared at my swollen cock encouraged me to give her a show like she just gave me. I was already dripping precum, even before I touched my cock. I watched my sister lick her lips and I stepped even closer to her as I slowly stroked my hand up and down my hard shaft. With my cock about a foot from her face, I handed her the tissues and used my free hand to cup my balls. Her mouth was open and I fantasized about sliding my cock between her moist lips as I pumped faster.

“Wow!” My sister whispered, as I stroked my fingers across my balls and vigorously yanked on my cock. My hard-on had been throbbing for the past half hour and I was more than ready to shoot.

“Here it comes, Sis!” I groaned, as I felt the tension in my balls release. “Hand me the tissues!” I yelled. She held out her hand and I grabbed the tissues just in time to catch the spurt of cum, blasting from my cockhead. I jerked the rest of my load into the tissues and smiled at my sister, whose face was beaming with delight.

“That was awesome!” she shrieked, like the cheerleader she once was. Her tits jiggled on her chest as she jumped to her feet.

“Get dressed and edit my video,” she said playfully. “I’m going to take a shower.”

Before she left, she kissed my cheek and her right tit brushed my arm. Fuck, it was like an electric jolt went through my body. I watched her bare ass cheeks sway back and forth, as she walked into the bathroom. Wow! Now, I get to watch her again as I edit the video! I discarded the cum-filled tissue in the other bathroom and hurried into the office.

It took me about an hour to edit the video and adjust the audio so the whole thing ran about three minutes. Maryanne came in about halfway through, drying her hair from her shower. She was wearing tan shorts and a red tank top without a bra, her nipples making prominent bumps on the thin material. She got bored after a few minutes and went into the kitchen to make us some dinner.

“Hey Sis, come see this!” I yelled down the hallway when the editing was complete. Maryanne came into the office and pulled up a chair next to mine. I clicked play on Windows Media Player and Maryanne’s face filled the screen. The video basically followed the same sequence as the filming, starting with her tits and panning down to her pussy. As her fingers sped up, I interspersed shots of her face, to show how turned on she was, and finally capturing her moans as she came.

I watched Maryanne as much as I watched the video and it was obvious she liked what she saw. When it ended with her licking her fingers, she sat back in her chair staring at me.

“My god, Ron!” she breathed. “That was so hot! Mark is going to love it! Is it ready to send?”

“All set,” I told her, showing her where I saved it, so she could attach it to an e-mail.

“Come on, dinner’s ready,” she said, standing up. “I’ll send it to Mark after we eat.” I shut down the media player and followed her to the kitchen.

“I can’t imagine what you must be thinking,” Maryanne blurted, as we sat across from each other, eating spaghetti with meatballs.

“I’m thinking that our next video should be in the shower,” I replied, trying to avoid the serious discussion that she was obviously trying to start.

“You really are a geek!” She laughed and I watched her tits jiggle provocatively beneath her thin tank top.

“Does your shower have one of those detachable shower heads with a hose?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said, smiling at me. “Both bathrooms do. Why?” She set down her fork and stared at me. “What do you want me to do with it?” she teased.

“Have you ever used it to get yourself off, Sis?” I asked, forking another meatball and popping it into my mouth whole. My imagination was starting to run wild with all the possibilities.

“That would make a great video, wouldn’t it?” she asked rhetorically, looking up at me and smiling. “Tomorrow?” I just nodded because my mouth was full.

It was after midnight and I was still awake, long after falling into my bed. Who would have thought I’d be making erotic videos of my big sister? My head was filled with visual ideas, camera angles and settings, and most of all, Maryanne’s sexy body. I finally fell asleep with my hard cock in my hand and my mind filled with salacious images of my sister’s naked body.

Over the next week, we made a series of extremely erotic videos. Starting with the shower video, we then shot several days of various poses on the bed, including one with her ass towards the camera while she fingered her pussy. I also shot her nude sunbathing in her secluded backyard. Being around my naked sister everyday was entrancing, but living out my fantasy of directing her in my own personal videos was beyond my wildest dreams. Okay, maybe they weren’t my own personal videos, but they might as well have been; I had copies of everything on my computer.

Every day, when we were done shooting, Maryanne ensured that we “stayed even” by insisting that I jack off for her. Starting with the shower video, she encouraged me to use the same props that we used for her videos.

For her shower scene, I started with various close ups, as she seductively lathered soap on her tits, ass and pussy. Then leaning against the tile wall, with soapsuds dripping from her tits, she used the detachable showerhead to stimulate her clit. Lying on the floor, I got an amazing upward-angle shot of the water streaming right at her engorged clit. When she climaxed, you could see her milky juices mixing with the beads of water running from her swollen pussy lips. I thought it was one of my best shots ever.

Following my direction, she slowly slid down the tile wall until she was sitting in the tub with her thighs spread wide apart. She told Mark she loved him and then the video faded to black. When she finished showering and drying off, she told me it was my turn with the showerhead. Having never done anything like that, I was surprised at how stimulating it was. Pointing it at the sensitive underside of my cock, I was soon bucking my hips into the spray and shooting big loads of cum onto the tiled shower floor. Maryanne, sitting naked on the floor and watching me made it doubly erotic.

The nude sunbathing was Maryanne’s idea. I didn’t know that she frequently sunned herself on the secluded patio in her backyard. I should have noticed that she had no tan lines. With her lying naked on a chaise lounge, I shot her rubbing baby oil all over her body. Since part of the video included her standing up and turning around for the camera, she wanted her back covered with oil as well. That was my job, she informed me, and I jumped into it enthusiastically.

For the first time ever, I got to touch my sister’s naked body. We’d been naked around each other for several days, shooting video and masturbating for each other, but there was almost zero physical contact… until then. Even if it was just her back, my cock sprang to life, as I rubbed baby oil into her smooth skin. She was lying on her stomach when I poured the oil onto my hands and massaged it into her shoulders and her back. My eyes kept straying to the twin round globes of her sexy ass cheeks.

“Mmmmm,” she murmured. “That feels nice.” I wholeheartedly agreed. Her skin was warm to the touch and my cock was rock hard, as I sat next to her on the lounge chair and gently massaged the small of her back.

“Do my ass too,” she commanded, turning her head to look at me. Without hesitation, I was sliding my hands lower, squeezing my sister’s firm, round cheeks and massaging the oil into the crevice between them. She kept her legs tightly together, discouraging me from exploring very far, but her ass felt so good, I almost came just from touching it. My hands lingered on her cheeks, touching and caressing every inch, until my sister abruptly turned over.

“Thanks,” she said, smiling at the rigidity of my cock, as she leaned back and spread her legs. “Let’s make a movie, Ronnie.” I wiped my hands on a towel and reached for the camera.

When we were done, Maryanne handed me the baby oil and told me it was my turn. While she relaxed on the chaise lounge, I poured oil onto my hands and started stroking my cock, another first for me. I enjoyed the slipperiness as I vigorously worked my hands all over my cock and balls. Maryanne lay spread-eagle on her lounge chair watching me. It was extremely arousing, staring at her wet pussy and oil-soaked body, not to mention jacking off outside, which, by the way, was yet another first for me.

I continued to read my sister’s e-mails before she got home and the feedback from Mark was off the charts. As I read his latest one, I get an idea for a virtual fuck video.

“That little geek really knows his stuff! I haven’t stopped cumming for days! Are you sure he’s never done this before? lol

Keep the movies cumming (pun intended!)

Love, Mark”

“Do you have a vibrator?” I asked my sister, when she got home from work.

“Yes,” she admitted hesitantly. “What’s going on in that warped brain of yours now?” She casually undressed while I lay on her bed watching her. Damn! We had really gotten comfortable around each other. A couple of weeks ago I was dying for a peek at my sister’s naked body, and now she was shedding her clothes in front of me like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“I have this idea for a ‘virtual fuck video’.” I explained while she was taking off her bra and bending down to peel her thong off her legs. My cocked jump in my jeans, as I watched my sister’s tits hang from her chest while she bent over. Fuck! I wished I was able to touch, kiss, suck or in some way devour her luscious tits.

“A virtual fuck?” she asked, turning towards me, completely naked.

“Yeah!” I said, jumping off the bed and grabbing the camera from the dresser. “Get your vibrator and I’ll describe what I mean.”

“Yes, Sir.” She snapped to attention, shaking her tits from side to side, and gave me a mock salute. I smiled as she bent over and opened the bottom drawer of her nightstand. Mmm! My sister really had a great ass!

Turning around, she blushed, as she held up a florescent pink vibrator. Crawling up on the bed, she lay down with her head on her pillow.

“Now what?” she asked.

“Now, we shoot what a lover would see, if he were fucking that juicy pussy of yours,” I told her, before I realized what I’d said. She didn’t react to my faux pas, so I must not have sounded as desperately excited about her pussy as I thought I did.

“Raise your legs up and grab your ankles,” I instructed her, taking the vibrator from her and laying it next to her hip. She complied and spread her legs at the same time. I knelt between her legs and aimed the camera right at her splayed-open pussy, making sure her tits and her face were in focus in the background. Her pussy was already glistening with arousal.

“Now talk to Mark and tell him you’re ready to be fucked,” I directed, positioning the camera so I could see her face. “Invite him to slide right in and get his first virtual fuck.” She smiled at me, as I zoomed in on her face.

“Hi Mark, Honey,” she said, smiling at the camera. “I am so ready to be fucked right now!” She moaned. “Look at my pussy. See how wet it is! I need your hard cock to quench the burning fire inside of it. Will you fuck me, Mark? Will you jam your hard cock into me? Please?”

As she was talking, I positioned the vibrator between her pussy lips and when she said the word “please,” I pushed it up inside her slick hole. The camera was positioned to shoot from her pubic mound up, never showing the vibrator. So it looked like the person watching was fucking her.

“Oh yeah!” she cried, as I turned the vibrator on low. “You feel so good! So fucking good!” She moaned, as I increased the speed and she started pinching and pulling on her nipples.

Gradually increasing the speed, I zoomed in on her face to catch her building arousal. I tried to keep the camera on her as she thrashed around, twisting her head from side to side.

“Oh God!” she screamed. “Harder, fuck me harder!” I cranked up the speed and pushed the vibrator back into her pussy. I kept pushing on the vibrator, trying to keep it in her pussy while I struggled to keep the camera steady, but I couldn’t see what I was doing. Before I knew it, the entire vibrator was up inside her pussy and my hand was resting against her wet pussy lips.

“Oh fuck! Ronnie! That feels so good!” I should’ve corrected her, but I was too engrossed with the feeling of her pussy juice running down my fingers. I figured I would just edit it later, at least for Mark’s copy.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Maryanne was bucking her hips off the bed while I held the vibrator in place. Pressing my hand against her slick pussy, I smeared her juices all around.

“I’m cumming! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! God! I’m cuuuuummmmmminnnng!” she screamed, shaking and shivering, as I attempted to turn off the vibrator with one hand. Once it was off, she continued to tremble, and I slowly extracted it from her soggy hole, panning the camera down to show her freshly-fucked pussy. Zooming in on her swollen lips and her dripping juices, I slowly panned up to her face and told her to thank Mark for a wonderful fuck.

“Thank… you… Mark,” she panted, smiling at the camera. “That was wonderful!” Her eyes drifted to my hard cock, as the camera faded to black.

“And… cut!” I exclaimed, leaning back and smiling at my sister. I nonchalantly brought my fingers to my lips and licked off my sister’s juices. Goddamn! My first taste of pussy juice! My sister’s pussy juice! Scrumptious! If Maryanne noticed what I was doing, she didn’t let on.

“Your turn,” she immediately pointed out, looking at my hard cock. Watching my sister get off with the vibrator and tasting her pussy juice had made my cock as hard as nails.

“Give me the camera,” she demanded, and I handed it to her. “Jack off right where you are,” she instructed, seductively, pointing the camera at me, “using the vibrator.”

“What?” I ask. “What do you mean?” I didn’t want that vibrator anywhere inside me, despite where it had just been. Maryanne just laughed.

“Hold the vibrator against the underside of your cock, Geek!” she laughed. “You’ll see.” She spread her legs and pulled her knees up so I got an amazing view of her dripping pussy while I jacked off. Kneeling between her legs, I turned on the vibrator and pushed it against my hard cock. Holding it just under my cockhead, it vibrated my whole cock, sending pleasure signals like I’d never felt before.

“Oh fuck, Sis!” I exclaimed. “That’s incredible!” With my cock in one hand and pressing the vibrator against it with my other hand, I was soon humping against it, as the tension in my balls increased. In record time, I was ready to cum. Fuck! I pulled the vibrator from my cock and looked around for some tissues.

“Don’t stop!” Maryanne demanded, still filming.

“But… I’m ready…” I panted, vigorously jacking my cock.

“Just cum!” she encouraged. “Cum on my stomach!” she yelled. And I did. My cock just exploded, shooting an arc of cum just under my sister’s tits. Another spurt hit her pubic mound and the rest dribbled down over my hand. Releasing my cock, I moved from between my sister’s legs and collapsed on the bed beside her.

“Jesus, Maryanne!” I sighed, “that was intense!” I didn’t say anything about the small pools of cum lying on her bare skin.

“Yeah!” she said excitedly, smiling at me, as she dipped her finger into the cum, resting just beneath her tits. I watched her bring her finger to her lips and suck my cum off of it. Damn!

“We’re even now,” she explained. “You tasted me, and now I’ve tasted you.” Apparently my prior activity did not go unnoticed. I just shook my head and watched as she scooped up more of my cum and tantalizingly put it into her mouth. I’d have given anything for her to taste it directly from the source.

“Do you want to rest a minute before you start editing?” she asked. I just nodded and she put her arm around my shoulder and pulled me against her. I lay cuddled up to my sister’s side, savoring the bare skin contact, as my cock quickly recovered and pushed against her thigh. Fuck! I just came all over my sister!

The next day, I checked Maryanne’s e-mail before she got home. Mark was ecstatic about the virtual fuck video. He just went on and on about how hard he came while he was watching it.

“You and your geeky brother are doing amazing things with video. I loved the virtual fuck – why not a virtual blowjob? You guys need to take this to the next level! If you don’t know what that is, ask the geek, I’m sure he’ll know.

Love you,

Mark”

“What do you think he means?” Maryanne asked, showing me the e-mail when she got home. Of course I read it earlier and already reacted to the way he kept referring to me as the geek. Why is it so endearing when my sister calls me that, and so condescending when Mark does?

“I don’t know, Sis,” I answered hesitantly, “what do you think?” I’m pretty sure I knew what Mark meant and it re-surfaced all the misgivings that I’d been too selfish to admit to myself. Caught up in the excitement of making erotic movies with my sister, I’d never bothered to ask the fundamental question of why her husband would sanction this. He was basically turning her into a porn star for his own pleasure… and I was helping him!

“How would we even do a virtual blowjob?” Maryanne asked, puzzling over the e-mail. “And what is ‘the next level’?” She was looking at me expectantly.

“Well…” I started, choosing my words carefully. “I’m not sure about the ‘virtual blowjob’, but if you’ve seen full length porn videos, they usually progress from voyeurism, like we’ve been doing, to actual sex acts with another person; a blowjob, pussy eating, fucking… that kind of thing.”

I stopped, wondering if my brother-in-law actually wanted Maryanne and me to film ourselves having sex. Not that I hadn’t thought about sex with my sister… obviously, I had thought about quite it a lot! Hell, we’d been masturbating for each other with every video. Of course, I’m pretty sure Mark didn’t know all of that.

“Do you think that’s what he means?” my sister asked me. We were in the office and I was standing next to her chair, reading the e-mail over her shoulder. We were both fully dressed for once. As soon as she got home, Maryanne let me know that we would have to suspend shooting for a few days because she had her period. I was already thinking about how I could use some of the outtakes to make a couple of additional videos.

“Ask him,” I suggested, my cock stiffening at the idea of my sister giving me a blowjob. The growth in the front of my jeans was right next to Maryanne’s elbow and she wasn’t shy about mentioning it.

“Mmmm,” she murmured, looking at my hard bulge, as she typed the e-mail. “You like the idea, huh?” she asked with a smile.

“Did you think I wouldn’t?” I asked blatantly. “You watch me get hard every day just from looking at you. How do you feel about it, Sis?” I inquired, wondering if she had felt any of the same misgivings that I had.

“I don’t know,” she replied, clicking send and turning her eyes back to my cock, which was seriously straining against the denim material. “I haven’t touched a cock in over a year.” She got quiet. “I really miss it.” She tentatively rested her fingers on my cock, like she was taking its pulse, through my jeans. It twitched slightly from her touch and she put her thumb on the other side to hold it still.

“You have a beautiful cock, Bro,” she said softly, moving her thumb and fingers back and forth, almost imperceptibly. “I love watching you masturbate.” She took her hand away from my throbbing cock and looked up at my face. “How do you feel about us making a video together?”

Good question! How did I feel? Thrilled, of course, for the opportunity to fuck my sister, but a little unnerved at the idea of capturing it on video too.

“I don’t know, Sis,” I told her honestly. “Sending your husband videos of you masturbating is one thing. If somehow it got compromised, everyone would understand that you only intended it for him. But do you really want to send out a video of you having sex with your brother? That could really come back and haunt you one day.” In the midst of my jabbering, the computer had sounded to indicate a new e-mail had popped up.

“We’ve got a response,” she informed me, turning back to the computer.

“What does it say?” I asked, not even certain of what I wanted it to say. Of course I wanted to fuck my sister, I just wasn’t sure I wanted it to be because her husband wanted to see a video of it. Then again, I guess I should never look a gift horse in the mouth.

“He says he knew you’d get it. He’s so horny and he figures I must be, too. He’d rather be here himself, but since that’s impossible, he wants you to be his surrogate. He says he can’t think of anyone he’d rather have keep me warm for him than you,” she sighed, not looking at me. Neither of us talked for a few minutes and then my sister broke the silence.

“I think this war has changed so many things that we used to believe were wrong,” she sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks. “He’s only doing this for me. He can see how horny I am in the videos.” She smiled as she wiped her cheeks.

“Anyway,” I interrupted, clearing my throat, “we don’t have to decide tonight.” I tried lightening the mood. “It’s Friday night, let’s do something fun,” I added, trying to conjure up some enthusiasm. “We can’t make any more videos while you’re… you know… so let’s forget about it for a while and give this thing some space. What would you like to do?”

“No movies!” she laughed. “How about we call for a pizza and play video games? I bet I can still kick your ass!”

“You are so going to regret that comment!” I informed her, as she grabbed her phone and called the pizza place.

Maryanne and I used to play video games all the time when she lived at home. Being four years older was a distinct advantage and she usually beat me. Of course, I play a lot more than she does now, so I didn’t think that was going to happen tonight.

As we set up the game and waited for the pizza delivery, I found myself reflecting on our last few days together. Maryanne kept surprising me by how excited she got watching me masturbate. I know I’m living out a fantasy and the bubble could pop at any minute, but I couldn’t help imagining what it would be like to actually fuck her.

We had a great evening, eating pizza and playing video games. Maryanne even let me have a couple of beers after she called mom and told her I was spending the night. We were pretty evenly matched, and at midnight we decided to call it a night with four wins each.

“Thanks, Ronnie,” Maryanne said, hugging me tightly against her. “That’s the best evening I’ve had in a long time.” She didn’t seem to want to let me go and I certainly wasn’t complaining.

“Better than masturbating for the camera?” I joked, smiling to let her know I was kidding.

“You’re the best brother in the world,” she said, “but I’m exhausted.” We walked down the hallway, arm-in-arm towards the bedrooms. At the door to the guest room, I kissed her on the forehead and told her I loved her.

“I love you, too,” she replied. “What do you want to do tomorrow?”

“I’ve been meaning to mow your lawn and wash your car,” I told her casually, “but I can be talked out of it if you have something else in mind.”

“No!” she exclaimed. “That would be wonderful. Maybe in the afternoon we could take a picnic to the lake. It’ll be like old times.” My sister and I had spent a lot of time feeding the ducks and riding the paddleboats on the lake.

“It’s a date!” I told her, kissing her cheek. “Goodnight, Sis.”

“Goodnight, Geek,” she said, pulling her top over her head as she walked into her bedroom. We’d been naked together so much lately that you’d think my cock wouldn’t react to that. You’d be wrong!

It took me forever for to get to sleep. I couldn’t seem to get my mind around my brother-in-law’s request. He wanted a video of me and Maryanne fucking! My cock got hard as I envisioned myself lying on their bed, holding the camera, while Maryanne gave me a blowjob.

I don’t know how long I’d been asleep when I felt the covers being lifted off of me. I was lying on my side and the movement was coming from behind me.

“Move over, Ronnie,” I heard my sister’s voice say. I slid over to give her room in the double bed and she crawled in behind me. I was naked under the covers.

“I couldn’t sleep,” she told me while snuggling up to me. I could feel her bare tits against my back, but for obvious reasons I assumed she was wearing panties. Sliding her arm over my side and resting her hand on my stomach, she kissed the back of my head and wished me goodnight.

“Goodnight, Sis,” I replied, my cock reaching up towards her hand. I lay awake, wondering what to make of my sister’s behavior. On the one hand, she picked a time when she knew we couldn’t do anything, but on the other hand, we’d never slept in the same bed together before. I pondered that, as I hear her rhythmic breathing, indicating she’d already fallen asleep.

When I woke up, Maryanne was gone and I almost wondered if it had been a dream. Getting out of bed, I reached for my clothes, but they were gone too! My jeans, shirt, underwear and even my socks were missing. All I had left were my shoes.

“Good morning, sleepyhead, how did you sleep?” Maryanne inquired, coming right up to me and giving me a kiss on the cheek. My morning hard-on standing at attention caught a glance from her, but she didn’t mention it. She was dressed in shorts and a spaghetti strap camisole top and I was standing there naked, while she smiled from ear to ear.

“I slept fine. Where are my clothes?” I asked, as Maryanne turned towards the door.

“In the washer. I thought you might want clean clothes for after you mow the lawn. You can borrow some of Mark’s clothes to work outside. Hungry? I made some bacon and I can scramble up some eggs.”

“Sounds great!” I told her, wondering if I dreamt her coming into my bed last night. We ate breakfast and Maryanne cleaned the house while I mowed her lawn and washed her car. It took most of the morning, and when I was done, I was sweating like a pig. I headed into the house to take a shower.

“Can I watch you shower?” Maryanne asked, as I walked into the house with my shirt off.

“Sure,” I answered, wondering if she was ready to talk about Mark’s e-mail yet.

Leaving the shower curtain open, I self-consciously lathered soap all over my body while Maryanne sat on the toilet seat watching me. My cock was rock hard and pointing right at her, as I washed my arms.

“I wouldn’t mind watching you take care of that.” She nodded towards my hard cock as I rinsed off.

“What’s in it for me?” I smiled, as I turned towards her and started stroking my hard cock. “We won’t be even,” I pointed out, as I worked my hand up and down the length of my shaft.

“No, we won’t.” She smiled, raising her eyebrows. I couldn’t tell what she was thinking as she sat there intently watching me jack off in the shower. When I felt myself getting close, I turned and shot my load against the tile wall. Maryanne watched me rinse off and then handed me a towel before silently leaving the bathroom. I wondered what that was all about.

As promised, Maryanne had a picnic packed and we drove to the park, spreading a blanket on a grassy hill overlooking the lake. It was a warm day, with enough breeze to make it comfortable. We sat next to each other on the blanket and dug into the sandwiches.

“So…” Maryanne started, finishing her lunch and stretching out on the blanket. “What do you think about Mark’s idea?” She looked at me, as I tried to decide what to say. “Just be honest, Ron. Whatever you’re thinking, please just be totally honest.”

“Okay,” I told her, moving the picnic basket and stretching out next to her. “I have mixed feelings, Sis. There are a lot of conflicting thoughts going through my head.” She nodded knowingly, like I was describing her feelings too. “First, the possibility of sex with you, in any form, is so exciting that I just keep trying to ignore all of the other things.” I watched a smile spread across her face.

“That’s nice, Ronnie,” she said, taking my hand. “I feel like that, too, but it might just be that after a year, I’m incredibly horny.” She laughed nervously. “What are the conflicting things?” she inquired, continuing to hold my hand.

“Well…” I leaned up, so I could more easily look into her eyes. Doing so also gave me a great view of her tits, but I tried to keep my eyes on her face, not the front of her camisole top. “It bothered me that your husband wants you to have sex with your brother so he can watch it on video. I guess it’s always bothered me that your videos could be compromised over there. How do you know that other soldiers aren’t seeing your videos?” I asked.

“Mark assured me that he has password-protected every file and that he’s the only one who watches them,” she said, squeezing my hand. “I’m glad you’re concerned for me, though.”

I tried to think of what else to say, without giving away that I had read all of her e-mails.

“Okay, assume they are protected. Isn’t it kind of sick for him to want to watch a video of you giving me a blowjob, or of us having sex? Isn’t it kind of demeaning… to you, I mean?” Maryanne looked at me, but didn’t answer right away.

“Not sick,” she finally replied, “but definitely weird. Mark and I have always had an adventurous sex life. We role-play all sorts of things to increase the eroticism when we have sex. To me, this is just a long distance extension of our role playing.” She looked at me questioningly. “Does that make sense?”

“Yeah, I guess,” I told her. “Look, Sis, I’ll do whatever you want. In fact, very willingly, but let me say one more thing.” Maryanne nodded. “If someday this video were to surface somewhere, beyond yours or Mark’s control, how would you explain it to your kids?” My sister just looked at me and didn’t say anything for a few minutes. I wondered why the fuck I was even trying to talk her out of this.

“I wish I could get my students to think as maturely as you do,” she finally supplied, nicely avoiding my question.

“Maybe you should try offering them what you’re offering me.” I smiled, trying to lighten things up. “Hey, have you tried masturbating for them?” I laughed as I leaned over and started tickling her ribs.

“Stop! Stop!” She was laughing and squirming all over the blanket, as I continued my assault on her ribs. I swung my leg over and straddled her, as I grabbed her wrists and held them with one hand.

“Maybe, you should have a ‘bring your camcorder to school’ day!” I joked, as I pulled her arms over her head and started tickling her armpits. I was practically lying on her tits and they were jiggling against my chest.

“You’re going to make me pee!” she cried, laughing so hard that tears were running down her cheeks.

“Okay,” I relented, taking my hand from her armpit and moving it up to help keep her arms over her head. Our faces were inches from each other and her tits were swelling against my chest, as she caught her breath. There’s no doubt that she could feel my hard-on pressing into her stomach.

“I love you, Sis,” I whisper, lowering my mouth to hers. When our lips met, her body relaxed and I let go of her arms, stretching my body over hers. The kiss only lasted a fraction of a second before Maryanne started tickling my sides and flipped me onto my back. Rolling with me, she maneuvered her leg over me and sat astride my body, while she continued to tickle me.

“Hey,” I yelled, “that’s not fair, I was distracted!” I laughed as Maryanne grabbed my wrists and held them over my head, just like I did hers. I could’ve easily have gotten loose, but my sister’s tits were pressed against my chest again and her face was inches from mine. She smiled as she wiggled her butt around on my hard cock. Ohmygod! I really did want to fuck her!

“I love you too!” she said, planting a quick kiss on my lips. “Let’s go home, Geek.” She let go of my hands and stood up. Reaching down, she helped me up and we walked hand in hand back to my car. My cock was bulging profanely.

I spent the early part of the following week editing existing footage into new videos for Mark. I had a new one ready each day when Maryanne got home and I showed it to her before she made dinner. I’d gotten obviously turned on while editing the videos, but Maryanne didn’t ask me to masturbate for her and neither of us brought up Mark’s e-mail. I did masturbate at home though, watching the videos that I had copied to my flash drive.

By Friday, I’d used up most of the extra footage and I was reading Mark’s latest e-mails. He liked what I’d done with the outtakes, especially the pussy close-up collage. That was actually a favorite of mine, too. I took every close-up of Maryanne fingering her pussy and edited them together in a three-minute video. It was awesome! I had gotten off twice while watching it the previous night.

Mark’s e-mails had also become more explicit in what he wanted to see Maryanne and I do together. The latest one ended with an absurd, patriotic plea.

“I guess you’re still thinking about the videos with the geek. Well think about this, hon, we’re risking our lives over here for these damn people, while you and the geek play video games. I’ll spare you the details of what I see every day, but if you knew what a hellhole this is, you’d know that what I’m asking you to do is nothing compared to what I’m going through.

Please, stop thinking about it and just do it!

Love you, Mark”

I shut down the computer and flipped on the TV in the living room. I was fuming that Mark would make Maryanne think it’s her patriotic duty to fuck her brother and make a video of it! Fortunately, I’d calmed down by the time my sister got home.

“Hey, Geek,” she greeted me, giving me a kiss on the cheek. “How you doing?”

“Pretty good, Sis,” I told her, getting up and following her into the bedroom. I’d figured it had been a week and her period had to have already ended. I plopped down on her bed and watched as she changed her clothes.

“Ready to make another video?” she asked, shedding her clothes and turning towards me with a smile.

“Sure,” I responded, immediately sitting up on the edge of the bed. “What did you have in mind?” I asked, unbuttoning my shirt, as I watched my sister pull down her thong. God! I never got tired of seeing her gorgeous body! My cock was already hard by the time I pulled my jeans and underwear off.

“Get the camera,” she told me. “I think we should make the virtual blowjob.” She smiled, staring at my erect cock. Fuck yes! I grabbed the camera and crawled up on the bed.

“I’ve thought about this…” I started, but she interrupted me.

“Of course you have.” She smiled as I lay on my back and positioned the camera on my chest, turning the viewscreen so I could see my cock. I watched as my sister positioned herself between my legs. God! I’d dreamt about this, but seeing her kneeling there with her tits almost touching my thighs was more erotic than anything I’d ever imagined.

“I think if I shoot it like this, you can talk to Mark, like it’s his cock in your mouth,” I told her, unable to hide my excitement about my first blowjob. And by my sister, no less!

“Okay,” she said, smiling as she looked at my cock and then the camera.

“And… action!” I directed, pushing record on the camcorder and watching my sister wrap her hand around the base of my cock.

“I wish this was you, Mark,” she exclaimed, looking right at the camera, as she stuck her tongue out and flicked it against the head of my cock. Oh fuck! Running her tongue up and down the length of it, she coated my entire cock with a thin layer of saliva. Oh God! This was driving me crazy! My sister was actually licking my cock! And I was filming it!

“It’s been so long since I’ve sucked your cock, honey,” she said, swirling her tongue around my cockhead between words. I hope you enjoy this.” She was smiling as she slowly fed my cock into her mouth. Wrapping her lips around my cockhead, she expertly worked her tongue on the underside of it while her hand slid up and down the length of my shaft. Fuck! I’d died and gone to heaven!

“Mmmmmm,” Maryanne moaned right into the camera. “So good… so hard… ” She purred as her fingers teased my balls and her tongue was all over my cock. I’d never felt anything like this. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine it would feel this good! Maryanne winked at me, or maybe at Mark, before resting her palms on my thighs and slowly gliding her lips all the way down to the base of my cock.

“Oh fuck!” I couldn’t keep quiet. She’s got my cock in her throat! My sister is deepthroating me! Her tongue was swirling around the base of my cock and I felt like I was going to cum any second! She held my cockhead in her throat and then slowly pulled her lips back along my shaft. Her tongue was all over the head of my cock, as she bobbed her head up and down and pumped me into her mouth. Corkscrewing her hand up and down my cock, she took a breath every so often and licked all around my cockhead.

“Fuck, Maryanne!” I moaned, closing my eyes and throwing my head back. I felt her tits hitting my thighs, as her head bounced up and down and she kept pumping my cock with her hand. I glanced down, and her eyes sparkled, as she again slid her lips all the way to the base of my cock.

“I’m cumming!” I yelled, thrusting my hips up and driving my hard cock into my sister’s mouth. She pulled back, holding my cockhead in her mouth and working her tongue all around it, as she vigorously jacked her hand up and down my shaft. I didn’t even try to hold back, as my balls tensed and I exploded into her warm mouth. She sucked and swallowed, as I jerkily deposited load after load of cum into her mouth. When I was completely spent, she let my cock plop from her mouth and looked toward the camera. Opening her mouth, she showed her husband her mouthful of cum and then smiled as she swallowed it.

“Hurry home!” she said, when she was done swallowing. I glanced at the viewfinder and saw it was pointing at a spot just above Maryanne’s left shoulder. Fuck! I was so engrossed in the blowjob that I forgot to keep an eye on the camera.

“Uh oh! I messed up, Sis,” I informed her, sheepishly. “I wasn’t watching the camera.”

“What do you mean?” she asked, still licking cum from her lips.

“We might have to do it over,” I told her, trying my best to sound disappointed.

“How many takes do you think we might need?” she teased, lifting my spent cock and sucking it back into her mouth. Swirling her tongue around, she sucked and licked off the cum residue. Ohmygod! Her tongue was like magic! Within minutes I was hard again. My sister kissed the tip of my fully recovered cock, before sitting back on her ankles and smiling at me.

“There’s no telling, Sis.” I smiled. “We might need several takes before we get it right,” I laughed.

“If I do this again we’ll be uneven.” She smiled mischievously. It took me a minute to realize what she might mean and then a big smile spread across my face.

“We don’t want to be uneven!” I exclaimed, sitting up and motioning for her to take my place.

“No camera,” she whispered, as she lay on her back and spread her shapely thighs. Fuck! My sister wanted me to eat her pussy! Not for the camera, not for Mark, just for her pleasure! I excitedly crawled up between her legs and positioned my face inches from her wet pussy lips. Unencumbered by a viewfinder, the sight of my sister’s pussy was almost overwhelming and I couldn’t wait to taste her sweet nectar again.

I’d never actually eaten pussy before and I was a little nervous. I’d watched so many porn videos and read enough “how to satisfy a woman” books that I knew what to do, but as I watched the rise and fall of her tits, I was still afraid I’ll come off as an inexperienced geek.

“Come on, Geek.” Maryanne urged, the nickname making me more self-conscious. “Make us even. Make us VERY even,” she sighed, pulling her knees back and spreading her thighs wider. Her puffy lips were glistening with pussy juice, almost begging me to take a taste.

“No problem, Sis,” I told her with more confidence than I felt. Determined to give my sister a mind-blowing orgasm, I lowered my mouth to her succulent pussy. With one long lick I ran my tongue from the bottom of her slit up along the inside of her lips and over her hooded clit. Fuck! That tasted good! Extending my tongue, I pushed it into her hot pussy.

“Ohhhh! God!” Maryanne moaned, as I lapped her tasty nectar from inside her burning snatch. I gently sucked one and then the other of her pussy lips into my mouth, as I breathed in her erotic scent. The taste, mixed with her aroma, was intoxicating and I felt like I was getting high on my sister’s pussy. I ran my tongue all around the folds of her pussy lips before plunging it back into her pussy.

“Oh my god, Ronnie! It’s been so long!” she moaned, pushing her ass off the bed and driving my tongue deeper into her wanton pussy. Slipping my arms behind her knees, I lifted her legs to give me better access and started pistoning my tongue in and out.

“Ohhh! Yeah!” my sister moaned as I licked all around, pushing my tongue against her inner walls. I must’ve been doing something right, because she was creaming like crazy. I had pussy juice all over my mouth and my cheeks as I gently rocked my head from side to side, trying to give her different sensations with my tongue.

So far, I’d just been going on instinct and responding to my sister’s signals, but I remembered one of the books about cunnilingus emphasizing using your fingers and your mouth together.

“Ahhhh!” my sister sighed, as I continued to assault her pussy with my tongue. Pushing my tongue up so I was licking just inside the top of her slit, I slid two fingers inside her steamy pussy, as I lightly licked her clit.

“Ohhhhhhhh God!” Maryanne was moaning and moving her body around, humping my fingers and pushing her clit against my tongue.

“Don’t stop Ronnie! Just keep doing that! Exactly that! Oh! God! Its building! Don’t Stop!” As if I had any intention of stopping. I started sucking on her clit and flicking my tongue across the tip of it.

“Ohhh YES! So good! So good!” She was bucking her ass wildly in the air, as my tongue kept flicking her clit. I was pumping my fingers in and out and twisting back and forth, sloshing her hot juices all around inside her fiery pussy.

“I’m cumming!” she announced, grasping the sheet with her hands and raising her head and shoulders off the bed. Her eyes were closed, her mouth was open and she was moaning loudly, as she pushed harder against my mouth and my fingers. My face and hand were soaked with her juices, as she frantically grinded against my mouth. Abruptly, she pushed my forehead back and clamped her pussy around my fingers, her body jerking wildly. Her juices ran down my hand and soaked the sheet beneath her ass. Collapsing back on the bed, her pussy pulsated around my fingers, as I licked my lips and stared at her spasming body.

I did it! I got my sister off! My cock was rock hard as I sat back, entranced by her body shaking with post-orgasmic shivers. Leaving my fingers inside her steamy pussy, I traced kisses up her smooth torso. She was still catching her breath from her orgasm as I gently kissed her rising and falling nipples, which were sticking straight up from the center of her areolas. She didn’t push me away, so I suckled at her breast, teasing her nipple with my tongue.

This was fucking unreal! My sister actually sucked my cock, I ate her pussy and now I was sucking her tits! I spotted the camera, lying on the bed next to her, and realized how much the game had changed, transitioning from videos for Mark to… what, exactly?

“Mmmmm.” She sighed, cradling my head in her arm and holding me against her tits. After sucking on each of her nipples for a few minutes, I continued planting kisses up her neck and onto her face. My fingers were still trapped between her tightly closed thighs and I made no effort to remove them from her hot, quivering pussy. I loved the feeling of her pussy walls pulsating around my fingers and tried to imagine my cock in their place.

“That was very nice, Geek,” Maryanne said, dreamily, as I kissed her chin and moved my mouth over hers. I’d never kissed my sister on her lips, at least not like this. I hesitated, lightly pressing my lips against hers, and then licking my tongue across her lips, to see how she would react. Opening her eyes, she stared at me for a second, and then opened her mouth and sucked my pussy-soaked tongue inside. The kiss built slowly as we alternated pushing our tongues into each other’s mouths.

We were still kissing feverishly when I felt her thighs relax from around my fingers. Without breaking the kiss, I gently rocked them in and out between her slippery lips. Our tongues were still entwined inside her mouth, as she responded to the stimulation. Reaching her hand between us, she found my rock-hard cock and encircled it with her fingers, lightly massaging the entire length.

“Mmmmpph,” I moaned into her mouth, as I pumped my fingers more rapidly into her pussy. Fuck! Oral sex and now we were masturbating each other! I pumped my cock between her fingers.

“We won’t be even, if you keep doing that.” She smiled, pushing me onto my back and disengaging my fingers from her soggy pussy.

“Are we even?” I asked, as I watched my sister massage my throbbing cock.

“Very even, Ronnie.” She smiled, lowering her mouth to my cockhead and swirling her tongue around it. Fuck! My cock twitched as she sucked the head into her mouth and quickly ran her tongue along the underside of it. Letting it plop from her mouth, she kissed the tip before swinging her leg over my thigh and straddling me. Oh fuck! She was going to fuck me!

“Oh yeah!” I cried, as my sister positioned her dripping pussy over my cock head. Smiling broadly, she locked her eyes on mine and slowly lowered herself down. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I couldn’t believe how good it felt when her steamy pussy lips enveloped the mushroomed head of my cock.

“Oh fuck!” I moaned, as she slid down, cocooning my hard cock in her hot, velvety pussy. There was no way to describe it! Nothing had ever felt like this! As good as her mouth had been, it couldn’t hold a candle to her hot pussy! I tried to push my cock further up into her, but her weight kept me from moving.

“This will make us more even,” Maryanne sighed, as she sat astride me with her eyes closed, not moving. Damn! My gorgeous, sexy sister was sitting on my hard cock! I had to keep telling myself that it was actually happening! Her hot, wet pussy was wrapped around my cock and her bare ass cheeks were resting against my thighs!

“Ohmygod, Sis!” I moaned, my hard cock throbbing inside of her fiery pussy.

“Are you okay with this?” she asked belatedly, obviously referring to the incestuous aspect of our actions. “Because I really need it.” She sighed again.

“Okay? I keep thinking I should pinch myself to see if I’m dreaming!” I breathed, as she started slowly rocking back and forth. I watched her tits swing towards me, as she picked up her rhythm, but I didn’t reach for them, afraid I would break whatever spell was causing her to fuck me. My sister reached down and severely pinched my nipples, sending a jolt of pain into my chest, along with an erotic pulse through my loins.

“Oww!” I cried, as she smiled at me.

“Are you dreaming?” she laughed, as she reached for my hands, pulling them up against her tits and pressing my palms against her hard nipples. I squeezed her flesh and teased her nipples, as she rocked faster.

“No,” I answered in a throaty whisper, barely able to talk. Fuck! I’m no longer a geeky virgin! My wonderful sister is taking my fucking virginity! Taking it so damn good!

“Ohhh! Yeah! It’s been so long!” she moaned, as she rode my cock. I was glad I had already come once, as I thrust up into my sister and mauled her tits with my hands. Leaning her hands on my chest, she was bouncing so high on my cock that she was almost bouncing off.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!” Maryanne moaned, increasing the intensity of her rhythm. Her eyes were closed and she was moving faster and faster, until I lost my grip on her tits.

Dropping my hands to her hips, I thrust my cock up to match her rhythm. Her tits developed a motion of their own, bouncing freely on her chest. Bucking my ass off the bed, I watched them dance in circles, as I felt the tension building in my cock. I was about to tell her I was going to cum, when she slammed down hard on my cock and gripped her pussy muscles around it.

“Ohhhhhhhhh! Fuuuuuuucccccck!” my sister screamed, as her orgasm ripped through her body and her pussy quivered around my cock, detonating my release. I tensed my legs and squeezed my fingers into her thighs, as my cock erupted deep inside of her. She collapsed on my chest and I wrapped my arms around her, both of us panting for breath. Her pussy was spasming around my cock, as I jerked out the last few spurts and we lay trembling in the afterquakes of our orgasms.

“Thank you, I needed that,” Maryanne said once she’d caught her breath, nuzzling her cheek against my chest. She was thanking me? What a wonderful fucking world!

“No, thank you, Sis,” I told her, kissing the top of her head. “That was incredible.”

“My husband knows what I need,” she said quietly and we both fell silent for a while.

“Do you really think the videos could get compromised?” she asked, apparently rethinking her husband’s requests.

“Everything can be compromised,” I answered truthfully, wondering where she was going with this. “War makes for intense friendships; he could be tempted to share with his buddies,” I informed her, wondering if he already had. Silence again ensued, until my sister extricated herself from my spent cock and kissed my cheek before getting off the bed.

“Erase the video,” she said firmly, as she left the bedroom, apparently heading for her office.

“What are you doing?” I asked, as I grabbed the camera and followed her. She was sitting naked in front of the computer.

“Sending Mark an e-mail, telling him that you were uncomfortable having sex with your sister,” she answered, smiling at me. “You did seem a little uncomfortable there for a while,” she added with a wink.

“You’re right, I was,” I told her, as I worked the buttons on the camcorder, deleting our blowjob video and wondering what my sister was thinking. I couldn’t get the image of her riding my cock out of my brain and I was starting to recover again. My sister noticed my cock stirring and shook her head.

“Good thing you recover fast,” she smiled, as she started typing another e-mail. “I’ve got a year of pent up frustration to work through,” she laughed.

“What are you doing now?” I asked.

“Sending Mom and Dad an e-mail, telling them how nice it’s been having you visit me regularly and asking them to try to convince you to move in with me until Mark gets home.” She smiled as she hit send. “Don’t appear overanxious when you talk to them,” she instructed, staring at my fully recovered cock as she stood up.

“I’ll try not to, Sis,” I replied, taking her into my arms. “The video is gone,” I told her, while I brushed several strands of hair from her face so I could lower my mouth to hers.

“Good,” she replied, turning her face to mine. “No evidence.” I pulled her body tightly against mine, mashing my hard cock against her flat stomach, as I plunged my tongue into her mouth. She responded, wrapping her arms around my neck and sucking my tongue in deeper. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths, as we ground our naked bodies together.

“We’ll still make our daily videos for Mark,” she said, breaking the kiss.

“Of course,” I agreed, squeezing her ass cheeks.

“Ron,” my sister said quietly. “You realize this is just until Mark gets home, right?” She had tilted her head back so she was looking me in the eyes. “I’m just using you.” She smiled.

“What’s in it for me?” I asked facetiously, a broad grin on my face.

“Well…” she said, over-dramatically placing a finger on her chin. “This morning you were a virgin.” Apparently, it was more obvious than I thought. “There is a lot more to sex than what we’ve done today, so you’re still a virgin in a variety of ways,” she intoned, matter-of-factly. “But I’m going to pop your cherry in every one of them,” she informed enthusiastically, taking my hand and leading me out of her office.

My sister had just described the basis of my most erotic fantasies: sex school with her as the teacher and me as the pupil. My cock was aching for more instruction already. She stopped and turned towards me, taking my hard cock in her hand.

“Ronnie,” she said, lightly running her fingers up the length of my cock, causing it to twitch in her hand. “I will unravel the mysteries and the mystique of the fairer sex for you.” Her eyes were locked on mine as she swirled her thumb over my cockhead. “Under my tutelage, you will become an extraordinarily talented lover, able to satisfy a woman in a wide variety of ways.” She smiled, giving my cock a quick squeeze before continuing down the hall towards her bedroom. “And that’s what’s in it for me… I don’t know about you,” she kidded, almost doubling over from laughter.

“That’s not funny,” I told her, but it really was and I was laughing right along with her.

“Seriously, I will teach you a lot, Ronnie.” She was leading me down the hall by my cock. “We’ll set it up like you’re sleeping in the guest room,” she pointed to the second bedroom as we walked past, “but you’ll actually sleep in my bedroom with me.”

“You’re going to let me sleep?” I inquired, as we entered her bedroom.

“We’ll see,” she smiled, crawling up on the bed and re-positioning herself on all fours with her firm, round ass cheeks pointed in my direction. “Right now, I’m ready for your hard cock again.” She was looking over her shoulder and wiggling her ass invitingly. Fuck yes! Her legs were slightly apart and her splayed open pussy lips were glistening with her juices. “Are you ready for your first lesson?”

“Geeks are always ready to learn!” I supplied, as I crawled onto the bed and knelt behind her.

Chapter 02

“Don’t look so forlorn, Ronnie,” my sister said, wrapping her arms around me from behind as I stared out her living room window. “We both knew this day was coming.”

“I know,” I answered quietly, placing my hands over hers. “I just didn’t think it would come so soon.”

“None of us did.” Maryanne rested her chin on my shoulder and I could feel her breath on my neck. “Mark was as surprised as anyone when he became part of the troop withdrawal.”

“Don’t get me wrong, Sis,” I said, turning to face her. “I’m very happy for you that Mark is coming home,” I said, looking her in the eye. “Just don’t expect me to be glad our time together is ending. This has been the best summer of my life,” I told her while brushing a stray hair off her forehead. “I just thought we’d have a little longer.”

Without waiting for her to answer I kissed her hard on the lips. They reflexively parted, welcoming my tongue inside her eager mouth as I slid my hands down her back. My sister and I had become so comfortable with each other that it seemed perfectly natural to cup her ass cheeks and pull her against my hardening cock as my tongue hungrily explored her mouth. She ground against me and our tongues entwined, slipping enticingly between our mouths just like she taught me.

“Don’t worry, Geek,” my sister said as she broke the kiss. “With what you know about pleasing the opposite sex, you’ll have women begging you to take them out.”

“The trouble is that I’m just like Pavlov’s dogs, the ones that salivated every time he rang the bell,” I answered trying for a lighter tone. “If I ever get a girl naked I’ll probably just whip out my camcorder.” Maryanne laughed while continuing to press her pussy mound against my hard cock.

“You know the problem with Pavlov’s experiment don’t you?” my schoolteacher sister asked, continuing without waiting for an answer. “For years afterwards, every time a bell rang Pavlov jumped up to feed the dogs.” I laughed out loud but I was more focused on kneading my sister’s firm ass cheeks. “Maybe every time you whip out your camcorder women will start taking their clothes off,” Maryanne offered.

“That would be nice,” I agreed but the only naked woman I wanted was cutting me off because her husband was coming home. I kissed her again and this time we were almost dry humping as we moaned into each other’s mouth.

“You make me wet just kissing me,” Maryanne panted when our lips parted.

“Last night when you told me it was the last time, I almost cried,” I admitted.

“Almost?” she teased, squeezing my hard cock through my jeans.

“Well, it’s hard to cry when the sexiest woman in the world has your dick in her mouth,” I laughed.

“And anyway, it wasn’t the last time was it?” she smiled. She was right. Even though we fucked like we would never fuck again and didn’t fall asleep until the wee hours of the morning, Maryanne still woke me up with a blowjob and rode me like a wild woman the next morning. “It’s not like you’re the only one who’s going to miss this, Geek,” she whispered.

We just stood there in silence squeezing each other tightly as my hard-on throbbed against her pussy mound.

“Oh, what the fuck,” Maryanne finally said, stepping back and unbuttoning her blouse. “We’ve got a couple of hours before I have to pick up Mark. How about one last oral exam?” she asked as she dropped her blouse on the arm of the couch and unfastened her bra.

I started stripping off my clothes as my sister shed her jeans and panties in one fluid motion. God, I will never get enough of her no matter how long I live.

“Mmm. You salivate too,” Maryanne teased. “Just like Pavlov’s dogs.”

“I’m just as hungry as they were,” I answered, pulling my jeans down.

“No fucking!” she declared as my dick sprang free. “I don’t want to have to douche again to get rid of your cum,” she said, sitting on the couch and spreading her legs. “Come on Geek, show me everything you’ve learned about eating pussy.”

I tossed my jeans aside and knelt between her legs. Her familiar aroma was like an intoxicant and my cock throbbed impatiently. I couldn’t wait to bury my face in her juicy cunt but I took a deep breath and prepared to show her what a good student I’d been.

Maryanne taught me that her best orgasms were the ones that were teased out rather than pounded out. I thought it was hilarious the way she used military terminology to describe oral pleasuring of a woman. Reconnoiter, dominate, retreat she said and then repeat it over and over. I started licking all around her wet pussy, avoiding her glistening lips as I employed my best reconnaissance techniques.

“I’m already wet, Ronnie,” she moaned as I licked the crevice between her thigh and her pelvis.

“Reconnoiter, dominate, retreat, remember?” I smiled as I took a breath.

“Oh, fuck that! Attack!” Maryanne yelled, spreading her thighs wider. I had learned to ignore my sister’s directions when she was aroused and just followed her previous training plus my own instincts. Something in me wanted to make this so memorable that Mark would pale by comparison. Fuck yes, I was jealous of her husband.

Still in reconnoiter mode, I leaned back and swiped a finger along her wet pussy lips. Bringing it to my lips I made a show of enjoying her flavor as I sucked on the end of my finger. “Mmm. You taste good, Sis,” I told her.

“It’s better from the source,” Maryanne said, rocking her wet pussy up and down.

“I’m sure it is,” I answered as I placed her thighs over my shoulders and leaned my head down. Instead of licking her pussy like she was expecting I pushed her thighs farther up and circled her asshole with my tongue.

“Oh Ronnie!” Maryanne moaned. “We don’t have time for all of this… oh God!” After circling her crinkled opening I trailed my tongue up the sensitive area between her ass and her pussy. It was almost like an anatomy lesson the day my sister explained the sensitivity of this area.

“It’s officially called the perineum,” she said but she referred to as her P-spot.

“Fuck yes!” she cried when my tongue didn’t stop its upward swing, licking all the way to her clitoris. Time to attack and dominate. I plunged my tongue into her fiery pussy, covering her entire opening with my mouth so my lips rubbed against her labia as I tongue fucked her.

“God! Yes!” she screamed, humping her pussy against my face and digging her fingers into my hair. I attacked her pussy with a vengeance; recalling how she used to scream, “Eat me like you fucking mean it!” sounding just like a drill sergeant.

“Goddamn it!” Maryanne yelled when I pulled back and started licking around her outer labia again. “I was just about to cum, Ronnie,” she whined.

“Retreat and repeat, Sis,” I told her. “That’s what you said gives you the biggest orgasms.”

“Quit throwing my fucking words back at me and just get me off! We don’t have all day,” she bemoaned but I could tell by the twinkle in her eye that she wasn’t upset.

I teased her asshole again, spreading saliva and pussy juice all around inside the compact opening. Fuck, I almost forgot her cardinal rule of oral sex: Don’t forget you have hands! I don’t know how I could have forgotten when she was so repetitive with, “What are your hands doing, Ronnie?” every time I ate her.

My hands glided up her torso and encircled her perfect breasts, squeezing and kneading as I taunted her P-spot with my tongue. I pinched and pulled on her erect nipples as my tongue teased her steaming opening and she pulled my head more tightly against her horny pussy.

“My clit, Ronnie,” Maryanne begged. “Please, suck my clit.” Of course, I ignored her and slid a couple of fingers inside her pussy instead. Pumping them in and out, I got them well lubricated for my next assault.

Replacing my fingers with my tongue, I swirled it around inside her soaked pussy as I lapped up her sweet nectar. I gradually worked my tongue up to her clit while I slid my finger along her P-spot, lightly massaging this sensitive area.

“Oh fuck!” Maryanne screamed when I sucked her clit into my mouth while slipping a pussy soaked finger into her asshole. She bucked vigorously as I flicked my tongue across her engorged clit and corkscrewed my finger deeper into her ass.

“I’m cumming! Oh God, Ronnie, I’m fucking cumming!” Maryanne clenched her ass around my finger while unleashing a flood of juices into my mouth. I continued teasing her clit while she thrashed around in the throes of her powerful orgasm.

“Oh Ronnie!” she panted as I withdrew my finger and lapped up her steadily flowing syrup.

“Did I pass my oral exam?” I asked, lowering her legs off my shoulders and sitting back. Her chest was heaving as I leaned my body between her legs and suckled at her aroused nipples.

“Fucking A plus,” she sighed, wrapping her legs around my back as I shifted my mouth effortlessly between her breasts. “No one eats pussy like you,” she whispered.

“Not even Mark?” I asked as I kissed my way up to her mouth.

“No,” she said, stroking my hair. “Mark is good but nothing like that.” I suppose I shouldn’t have taken such perverse pleasure in her compliment but I did. My cock bumped her mons as I pushed my pussy soaked tongue into her mouth. She rocked rhythmically against my hard cock as we kissed passionately.

“Put it in me, Ronnie,” my sister panted.

“But you said…” I answered, not sure why I was arguing with her.

“I know what I said, just don’t cum in me okay?” she sighed. “I’ll take care of you but right now I just want your hard cock inside me.” Who was I to argue with my big sister? I pulled back until my cockhead was aligned with her overheated opening and drove it balls deep in one smooth thrust. I glided right in and her smoldering pussy walls cocooned around me.

“Oh, you feel so fucking good!” Maryanne said, wrapping her arms and legs tightly around me and rocking just enough to create friction but not enough to get me off. I buried my tongue in her mouth again, swirling it around as I savored the remnant flavor of her pussy juice.

“Um, Sis,” I cautioned, breaking the kiss as we sped up our rhythm. “I don’t know how long I can hold back.

“I know,” she panted. “Lean up but keep your cock all the way in me,” she instructed as she slid her hand between us and masturbated her clit. She had stopped her rhythmic motion but her pussy was still pulsating around my cock. I wanted to fuck her so badly.

“Oh God! Ronnie,” my sister moaned. “Can you pound into me a couple of times without cumming?” she asked while her finger rapidly assaulted her clit.

“I’ll try,” I answered. Not sure if I could hold back, I hammered my throbbing cock into her enflamed pussy three or four times before she started orgasmming.

“Oh fuck yes! Ohhhhh YEAAAAAH!” she screamed, pulling her hand out from between us as her pussy thrashed around on my cock. Her pussy muscles clamping around my cock was more than I could handle.

“I can’t… ” I panted, jerking my cock out of her pulsating pussy just in time to shoot several loads of cum on my sister’s stomach. Oh fuck.

“Sorry, Sis,” I apologized as I steadied myself and stared helplessly at her cum drenched torso. I just stood there gasping for breath as I waited for my sister’s reaction.

“It’s okay, better a shower than a douche,” she laughed as she smeared the streams of cum across her stomach and through her neatly trimmed, blonde bush. I smiled as she brought a taste to her mouth.

Wrapping her hand around my cockhead so I wouldn’t keep dripping onto her leg, she slid off the couch and pulled my spent cock into her warm mouth. She cleaned me off with her tongue, setting off small tremors of pleasure everywhere she licked.

“Yours is better from the source, too,” she smiled as she stood up. “Come on, we both need a shower now.”

We lathered each other in the shower just like we had been doing for the past three months and my cock recovered in record time.

“I wish I could keep both of you,” my sister said as she lathered soap on my cock and balls.

“Do you think Mark would mind,” I teased as my soapy hands caressed her sexy curves.

“I’m glad you hacked into my computer and masturbated to my video,” she announced as she continued to stroke my hard cock.

“I’m glad you caught me and came up with an appropriate punishment,” I answered, gently squeezing her breasts for emphasis.

“Do you think you’ve learned your lesson?” she asked, smiling as she cocked her head to the side in one of her sexier poses.

“You said I got an A plus.” I humped my cock in and out of her soapy fist.

“You really need to find a steady girlfriend, Geek,” she said. “Trust me. Now that you’re used to having sex every day, you won’t want to go without.” Hell, I didn’t want to go without before. I don’t think any guy wants to go without… ever!

“I’m sure you’re right,” I answered. “But I just don’t know any girls that I’d be interested in.”

“Well, you’ll be starting college soon,” she said, rinsing off my very erect cock. “I’m sure you’ll find some sexy coed.”

“Not in time to do anything about this,” I joked, not really expecting her to do anything.

“Okay, one last blowjob,” she sighed dramatically. “Then that’s really it,” she said firmly, dropping to her knees in front of me and sucking my wet cockhead into her talented mouth. Damn! I was seriously going to miss this.

We finally got dressed and I left for home while my sister went to the airport to pick up her husband. I didn’t necessarily want to move back home but I certainly wasn’t going to stay at my sister’s place once her husband got home. That would have been too weird.

Mom fixed my favorite meal and told me how proud she was of me for taking care of my sister while Mark was overseas. If she only knew how I had been taking car of her I’m sure she’d have been singing a different tune.

“I enjoyed spending time with Maryanne,” I told her in the understatement of the century. “It was good for both of us.”

That night while lying in bed it finally hit me that I would never make love to my sister again. I still had all the videos but I couldn’t bring myself to watch them. I figured I might feel differently in a few weeks but somehow it didn’t seem right. What an incredible few months we had though.

After we made love that first time Maryanne arranged for me to stay with her and she was like a wild animal making up for lost time. She just kept fucking and sucking me until we both fell into an exhausted sleep and then she woke me up in the middle of the night to fuck her some more. The next morning she woke me up with a blowjob and rode me hard before she went to work.

After a couple of days of her being late to work and me being late for school, she set her alarm an hour earlier so we’d have time to fuck every morning before breakfast. Each evening when she got home, we’d make another video for Mark and then fuck again before I’d start the editing. She was insatiable and taught me new ways to please her almost every day.

She also surprised me quite often with new video ideas. She always wanted to do things outdoors and when we ran out of new ideas for the backyard, she took me to a secluded beach.

I had recently graduated and Maryanne had the summer off from her teaching job. She worked a part time job every summer at a local crafts store and she got me a job in their warehouse. We rode to work together and saw each other throughout the day.

This particular day was unusual because we were both off on a weekday. She drove us down to an out of the way beach where you had to park your car and hike for about fifteen minutes to reach the water. She had brought a blanket and carried the camcorder while I lugged the ice chest down the slopping path.

The beach was gorgeous and as soon as she’d spread the blanket out Maryanne stripped off her bikini and ran towards the water. I grabbed the camcorder and shot her from behind, catching her undulating ass muscles as she ran. When she reached the water, she turned around and I got amazing front and side views of her tits bouncing erotically as she jumped over the waves.

She was so overwhelmingly sexy that I didn’t know where to point the camera. I zoomed in on her ass when she bent over, caught the waves lapping at her naked pussy when she went out into the ocean and then shot her glistening wet body as she ran towards the shore just ahead of a big wave.

Coming out of the water, she laid down on the blanket and started masturbating for the camera but stopped when she realized that I had my swimsuit on.

“You’re supposed to be naked too,” she pouted. “That’s the rule, remember?” Letting the camera dangle from the lanyard around my neck, I untied my swimsuit and let it drop on to the sand.

“That’s better,” she said, smiling at my hard cock as she resumed playing with her wet pussy. I zoomed in as she pumped two fingers of one hand into her horny pussy and teased her clit with the other. My cock throbbed as I panned up her stomach and zoomed in on her sexy breasts soaking up the sun.

“Come and fuck me, Ronnie,” she said, pulling her fingers from her juicy cunt. “You can finish the video later.” I had stepped back and was getting a wide-angle shot that included the cliffs behind her to show how exposed we were out here.

I dropped the camcorder on the blanket and knelt between my sister’s widespread legs. Her pussy glistened succulently in the bright sunlight and I didn’t waste any time getting my tongue inside it.

“Oh fuck!” My sister grabbed my hair and bucked her ass off the blanket, pushing her pussy hard against my mouth. I ate her through a very loud orgasm, moving over her as she was still in the throes of it and slid my hard cock into her well-lubricated pussy.

“God! You know just what I need!” Maryanne cried as I pounded her pussy and mashed her tits against my chest.

“You taught me everything I know,” I said before crushing her lips with mine and sliding my pussy flavored tongue into her mouth. We fucked with the sun beating down on our naked bodies while the waves crashed a few feet away providing a nice soundtrack to our lovemaking.

Fucking right out in the open like that was very arousing but I have to admit that I was also a little distracted by the idea that someone might see us. Maryanne had no such inhibitions.

“Come on, Geek. Fuck me like you mean it!” she yelled, digging her fingernails into my bare ass as she humped her pussy up to meet my rhythmic strokes. Her admonition really set me off and I pummeled her pussy harder that day than I ever had before…. and she loved it!

“Oh yeah, Ronnie!” she cried. “So good! So fucking good!” I jackhammered my cock into her pussy as hard as I could and pushed us both into a blissful state of oblivion. I came so hard I wouldn’t have known or cared if anyone was watching us. Maryanne was moaning and dragging her fingernails up my back as her orgasm rumbled through her, shaking her whole body.

I collapsed on her chest and we rode out her extended orgasm together. I can still remember the warm sun on my back and my cock inside her pulsating pussy as it thumped out the rhythm of her accelerated heartbeat.

“You’re turning into a pretty damn good lover, Geek,” my sister said when she’d caught her breath. “Let’s finish the video before you get your ass burned,” she added, slapping my bare ass cheek.

“Hey!” I yelled, laughing as I pulled my cock from her soggy pussy.

“And… action!” Maryanne said as I picked up the camcorder. She picked right up where she left off and it made it look like she had worked her pussy juice into a frothy lather with her fingers.

“Ohhhhhhh! Fuck! I’m cumming!” she moaned, expertly faking her orgasm for the camera. “Come with me, Mark!” she breathed as her body shook and she pulled her gooey fingers from her liquefied pussy. Damn! It looked like the real thing. My sister just smiled as she licked the mixed juices from her fingers and blew Mark a kiss.

“And… Cut!” she laughed, spreading her legs invitingly. “Come here, you!” she said. “I’m going to suck you hard and you’re going to fuck me again.”

“Okay, if you insist.” I laughed, my cock responding to her before she even touched it.

Oh man, what a day that was. Fuck! I was lying on my bed with a full hard-on and I started to have second thoughts about watching some of those videos. As surprising as that day had been it couldn’t hold a candle to the time she told me we were going to make a double penetration video. What?

Okay, I’d watched enough porn to know what that was but I never expected to ever see it. My sister explained that she and Mark both loved anal sex so it would make sense for us to send him a video of her with a dildo up her ass. Of course it would.

We were both naked on her bed and she had me video her lubing up her asshole. She was on her back with her legs pulled up using her hands to spread her ass cheeks apart for the camera. I zoomed right in on her puckered opening as she spread the lubricant all around it. Starting with her pinky and moving through her other fingers, she worked the lubricant into her asshole until she could easily slide her middle finger in and out several times.

“Hand me the pink dildo,” Maryanne said as she continued stretching her ass with her fingers. Pausing the camcorder, I grabbed the pink dildo from her nightstand, leaving behind the much larger silver dildo.

I was as intent as I’d ever been as I videoed my sister working the pink dildo into her asshole. I’m sure my tongue was hanging out as she pushed, twisted and stretched her ass cheeks apart until the entire length of the dildo was buried inside of her.

“Mmm,” Maryanne said, glancing at my hard cock. “You seem to like this.”

“I’ve never seen anything like it,” I answered as she slowly slid it in and out, gently fucking her ass with the dildo.

“It takes a few minutes to get used to but then it feels so fucking good,” she explained. “I don’t turn the vibration on when it’s in my ass. That’s too much to take.” Fuck. I hadn’t even thought of that. “Hand me the other one, Ronnie.”

I passed her the silver dildo and she had no trouble sliding it into her slick pussy.

“Double penetration,” she announced.

“Fuck! I didn’t get that on video.” I shrugged as I reached for the camcorder. “Do that one more time, Sis.”

“Okay, but just for you,” she laughed, pulling the silver dildo out of her pussy and sucking her juices off. I got a clear shot of her sliding the dildo in and out of her mouth in a simulated blowjob before she reinserted it into her pussy for the camera.

“I wish this was your cock in my ass, Mark,” my sister’s sultry voice said as she stared directly into the camera. “I love the way you pump the dildo into my pussy while you fuck my ass, Sweetheart.” Maryanne had a dildo in each hand and was rhythmically pumping them in and out of her fuck holes. When one came out the other went in. My cock was rock hard as I watched her double fuck herself for the camera.

“Oh God, Mark!” she moaned, and by this point I was no longer certain whether it was real or not but she definitely made it look real. The dildos were flying in and out of her as she writhed around on the bed and moaned that she was getting close.

“Ohhhh God! Ohhhh Fuck!” Maryanne cried just before she yelled, “Cut!” I shut off the camcorder as Maryanne pulled the pink dildo from her ass.

“Do you want to fuck my ass, Ronnie?” she asked, tossing the dildo on the bed next to her. Did I ever! Holy shit! Fuck yes! “I really need my ass fucked with a real cock,” she said, almost pleading with her eyes.

“Hell yes!” I answered crawling up on the bed and positioning my cockhead against her crinkled opening.

“It’s stretched out and there should be enough lubricant but just take it slow… at first,” she smiled, still holding the silver dildo in her pussy.

I pushed my cock forward and met resistance just inside the small opening.

“It’s okay,” Maryanne assured me. “Just push a little bit harder.” I gripped her thighs, pressed forward and my cockhead popped into her ass.

“The rest is easy,” she said as my cock glided all the way into her tight ass. “How does it feel?” she asked, smiling up at me.

“Hot and tight,” I answered as I tested it by pulling out a little and sliding back in. “It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt.”

“Good. Now that you’re in, you can fuck me as hard as you want.” That’s all the invitation I needed. I pulled back until just my cockhead was inside her and then thrust forward. Goddamn! Her ass was gripping my cock so tightly that I felt like I could cum with just a few more strokes.

Maryanne set a rhythm with the silver dildo that I followed so I was plunging in while she was pulling out. She quickly picked up the pace until I was pounding her tight ass and my balls were slapping loudly against her cheeks.

“Oh Ronnie! Ronnie! Fuck my ass! Oh God!” I was squeezing her thighs and hammering my cock into her ass when she surprised me once again.

“Check… this… out!” she panted as she reached with her other hand and turned on the silver dildo. Fuck! The vibrations pulsated through her pussy into her ass and hit my cock like a bolt of lightning. I exploded instantly, jerking my cum deep inside my sister’s tight ass.

“Goddamn! Sis! I’m cumming like a freaking fountain!” I yelled as load after load of hot jism spewed from my over stimulated cock.

“I’m right there with you,” Maryanne cried as she pulled the dildo from her pussy and clenched her ass around my cock. “Oh Ronnie,” she sighed as she shook and trembled through her orgasm.

“This time it’s alright to pull out right away,” she told me. “It doesn’t feel good staying inside my ass like it does when you’re in my pussy,” she explained. I pulled out and Maryanne lowered her legs so I could lay on top of her.

“Damn, Sis!” I said as I caught my breath.

“Liked your first ass fuck, huh?” she asked

“It was so different. I like your pussy better but yeah, I liked it.” I told her.

“I wouldn’t want to do it every day either but once in a while it is a nasty turn on,” she smiled radiantly. “Ready to finish the video?”

“Sure, um… where were we?” I asked, reaching for the camcorder.

“I think we were like this,” she answered, pushing the dildos back into their respective holes. “I was just finishing,” she said just before she started moaning and calling Mark’s name. Damn she was good.

I gave in and put on a video of Maryanne masturbating in the back yard. I remembered how she had me rub suntan lotion all over her ass before she masturbated. My cock was so fucking hard that day and I shot a huge load of cum when she had me masturbate for her.

Watching the video, it didn’t take long before I was shooting cum all over my stomach. I cleaned up, and fell asleep imagining Maryanne and Mark fucking their brains out. Fucking unfair!

Maryanne came and found me at work the next day.

“Hey,” she said, standing next to my workstation in the receiving room.

“How’s Mark?” I asked, kissing her chastely on the cheek.

“He’s good,” she smiled demurely. “I’m really glad he’s home.” She blushed when I raised my eyebrows and we both laughed nervously.

“He want’s you to come to dinner,” she said, brushing a stray hair from her forehead. “He wants to thank you personally for the videos,” she added, lowering her voice even though no one else was back there.

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” I asked, not sure what I thought about spending the evening with Mark and Maryanne all lovey-dovey together.

“He’d really appreciate it,” she said. “We both would.” I caught myself before I let my mind envision how my sister might show her appreciation.

“When?” I asked as I pick up a box and set it on the table.

“Are you busy tonight?” I just stare at her.

“When have you known me to be busy, Sis?” I asked, shrugging it off. “I’d love to come over for dinner so we can all sit around and talk about what great videos I made of you,” I answered more sarcastically than I intended.

“Ronnie, don’t be like that.” She frowned at me and I immediately regretted it.

“I’m sorry, Sis.” I smiled and pulled her into a quick embrace. “I’d love to come over for dinner. What time?”

“About six?”

“I’ll be there,” I told her, wondering what I had gotten myself into as she walked away.

I was right on time and Mark handed me a beer while Maryanne finished making dinner. Maryanne had always let me drink beer but not when I was driving home afterwards. I didn’t want to seem like a geek in front of Mark so I just sipped it as we talked.

“You are an amazing videographer!” Mark said, raising his bottle to me as we settled ourselves in the living room. “I couldn’t believe how good those videos were.”

“Thanks,” I said, raising my bottle towards his. “Having a model as perfect as Maryanne made it pretty easy.”

“Of course,” he agreed. “Not every guy your age gets to see that kind of flesh everyday, does he?”

“Probably not,” I answered, getting uncomfortable with the direction this conversation was taking.

“I don’t understand why you wouldn’t fuck her,” he said, shaking his head. “When I was your age…” I cut him off before he could finish.

“She’s my sister,” I said matter-of-factly before taking a big swig of my beer to indicate that settled the matter.

“Of course,” he smiled, changing his approach. “I’m really intrigued about how you came up with the ideas and where you learned to edit like that.” Before I could answer, he got up and grabbed us a couple more beers. I didn’t even realize that I had finished mine.

“Take it easy on the beer,” Maryanne yelled from the kitchen. “He’s not even old enough to drink.”

“Okay,” Mark yelled back, winking at me conspiratorially. “Those looked like professional videos, Ron.” Mark complimented me again. “Tell me about the whole process,” he said, sitting back and as he took a drink.

I spent the next twenty minutes or so explaining the entire process from start to finish. I told him how Maryanne and I would discuss various ideas. I had seen a lot of porn videos and Maryanne instinctively knew what Mark would like to see. He nodded for me to go on and I explained how I had taken a class in video editing but really learned by trial and error as we went along, just trying things to see how they would look.

“Wow, almost completely self taught, huh?” he said admiringly.

“Pretty much,” I agreed.

“I had something to do with it too,” Maryanne said, coming into the living room to tell us dinner was ready.

“It was pretty much all you, Sis,” I agreed, standing up too fast and feeling the buzz hit my head. Maybe I drank those beers a little too quickly.

Maryanne is a great cook and we had a wonderful dinner. The two of us talked a little about work but Mark kept bringing the conversation back to the videos.

“How did you feel, Hon,” he asked Maryanne. “Being so totally exposed in front of your brother?” I watched Maryanne blush and take a drink before she answered.

“I pretty much just played to the camera and imagined you were watching me,” she finally answered. Mark nodded and finally dropped the subject.

After dinner, Maryanne insisted she would do the dishes while Mark and I continued our visit. He got us each another beer and asked me to show him how to access the video files on the computer. I was relieved that I had painstakingly deleted every conversation between my sister and I along with her occasional slip of calling my name instead of Mark’s.

We sat side by side in front of the computer and I showed him how he could access the finished videos as well as the raw footage. When he asked to see some of the raw footage, I pulled up one of the early videos that I knew for sure wouldn’t have any inappropriate comments.

“God, she’s sexy,” Mark said as we watched Maryanne masturbate. I had seen this video numerous times but still couldn’t help my reaction. I crossed my legs to try and diminish my hard-on before Mark noticed but apparently it didn’t work.

“Don’t worry, Sport,” he smiled. “I get hard watching her, too.” I’m not your sport and besides you get to fuck her after I go home. What do I get? I didn’t say any of those things out loud.

“She is pretty sexy,” I offered more calmly than I felt. I didn’t want to be sitting here with my brother-in-law watching Maryanne fingering her pussy and moaning but I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I finished my beer and Mark offered to get me another one just as Maryanne walked in.

“I think he’s had enough beer,” she said just before she noticed what we were watching. “What the fuck are you guys doing?” she asked, almost exactly like she did the day she caught me masturbating.

“The geek is showing me some of the outtakes,” Mark answered calmly while I shrugged embarrassingly. “You are amazing,” he added, standing up and putting his arms around her.

“I should be going,” I said, standing up and giving away the extent of my arousal.

“You are in no condition to drive after the beers you’ve had,” Maryanne said, glancing at my crotch and quickly focusing back on my face. “One of us can drive you home or you can spend the night but you’re not driving.” Mark jumped in before I could answer.

“Why don’t you spend the night?” he said. “Your room is all ready. In fact,” he added, throwing his arm around me, “I think you should move back in here with us.”

“What?” I asked wondering why on earth he would want me hanging around.

“Think about it, Ron. You’ll be closer to school,” I had intentionally chosen a college near by so I could justify living with Maryanne. “And you could teach me how to edit video,” he said as he walked me down the hall to the guest bedroom. I turned and caught Maryanne’s eye as Mark continued down the hall to their bedroom. She just shrugged and kissed me on the cheek.

What the fuck! I was feeling kind of buzzed so I figured it would be best to not even think about any of this tonight. I stripped off my clothes and crawled into bed but images of my naked sister permeated my thoughts. I fluffed my pillow and tried to sleep but I eventually turned onto my back, lightly stroking my erect cock.

“Oh Fuck!” Maryanne cried out in the darkness, her voice echoing down the hallway from her bedroom. I yanked my hand away from my cock like I had been caught but then laughed at my own reaction as I recognized the familiar sounds of my sister climaxing.

I had left my door ajar and now realized that they had left their bedroom door wide open as well. Laying there in the dark, I distinctly heard the sound of flesh slapping flesh, interspersed with occasional erotic grunts and moans. I wanted to cover my head with my pillow but instead found myself drawn to the sounds and tried to imagine the visuals that went along with the soundtrack of their lovemaking.

It seemed to go on forever and I found it disturbingly arousing. I stroked my cock in rhythm to their noises and grabbed a Kleenex from the nightstand for my eventual discharge. It felt weirdly voyeuristic even though I couldn’t see anything and I shot a massive amount of cum into the tissues just as I heard Maryanne in the final throes of another orgasm.

I dreamed about teaching Mark how to make videos, using them as subjects and filming their lovemaking. Maryanne kept insisting that I had to be naked too but I was embarrassed for Mark to see me standing there with my erection while he fucked his wife. I woke up almost as tired as when I went to bed.

I was late for work because I had to stop by home for clean clothes. Maryanne came to see me at morning break and asked if we could have lunch together. We met in the front lobby and walked a block down to a little café.

“I’m sorry about last night,” Maryanne said after we had ordered.

“Which part?” I asked, not trying to be facetious but seriously wondering whether she thought the entire evening was weird.

“Good point,” she answered. “It was all a little bizarre. He really wants you to move in with us.”

“What do you want?” I asked. I was honestly torn about listening to them make love every night. It was perversely erotic but ultimately more frustrating than satisfying.

“I want you to be happy,” Maryanne said, pausing while the waitress delivered our sandwiches and checked if we needed more soft drinks.

“Then leave Mark,” I teased, smiling broadly so she would know I was joking.

“I told you I would love to have both of you but since that isn’t possible having you live with us would be the next best thing.” She took a drink and then added, “for me but what about you?”

“I don’t know, Sis,” I answered honestly. “Why do you think Mark wanted to watch those videos with me?” Maryanne took a bite of her sandwich and I could see the wheels turning in her head before she answered.

“Remember I told you how we used to role play?” she asked. I nodded, chewing on my sandwich and watching her eyes. “Well, we used to play this game called ‘Stranger in a Bar’ where we would go to a local bar, enter separately and then he’d pretend to pick me up,” she explained.

“Okay,” I answered, not sure where this was going but I was all ears.

“I’d dress kind of slutty and Mark would sit down the bar a ways, watching as different guys hit on me. I’d give them all a friendly brush off of course.” She paused again. Her voice was so low that I had to lean closer to hear what she was saying.

“After I discouraged most of the other customers, he’d come over and offer to buy me a drink and I’d say yes. I’d let him touch me and kiss my neck in full view of the guys I had just turned down. It turned him on to see how much other guys wanted me.” I sat back as Maryanne took another sip of her soda.

“How did you like the game?” I asked, conjuring up all sorts of images. I had read slut wife stories on the internet but never in my wildest imagination considered my sister would be playing these types of games.

“I admit, it was kind of a turn on for me too,” she said.

“What does this have to do with last night,” I asked, putting two and two together but wanting to see if my math was right.

“I think watching the video with you had the same effect on Mark that the stranger in the bar role-play did,” she answered. “He was… um… rather wild afterwards.”

“I heard,” I smiled.

“Yeah well, I think that might be part of it, too,” she said, elaborating only after I gave her a quizzical look. “Knowing that you could hear us just enhanced the overall experience for him.”

“Wow,” I sighed. “You really think your husband gets off on me seeing you naked and hearing you fuck?” I asked more rhetorically than an actual need for clarification. “You didn’t teach me any of this stuff,” I laughed.

“So,” Maryanne said, looking at her watch and picking up the lunch bill. “Do you want to move in with us?”

“Sure,” I answered, surprised to find that I had already made the decision. Maryanne paid the bill and we stepped out on the sidewalk.

“Good,” she said, pulling be into a warm embrace and kissing me quickly on the lips. Not a very passionate kiss but not exactly sisterly either. Of course, I wanted more.

“I’ll talk to mom and take care of everything,” she added just before we got back to work.

Moving back into my sister’s house was a weirdly erotic experience. Mark wanted to watch all of the outtakes and he continually asked questions about my choice of scenes for the final videos. He wanted to know why I chose one shot over another especially on close ups of her pussy or tits.

“Look how wet her pussy is in this scene,” he’d say, freezing the video on a close up from one of the outtakes. Of course, my cock was rock solid the entire time as he pointed out the moisture around her labia.

“Artistic choice,” was the only answer to most of his questions. “With a subject like Maryanne,” I explained even though I knew he wasn’t doing this for the explanation, “you could get off on every scene but we could only send three minute videos via email.”

“And they were magnificent videos!” he’d say, complimenting me while he unpaused the video and we’d watch more footage of my naked sister. Maryanne didn’t join us but would come in occasionally to bring us drinks or snacks and always made some endearing remark, calling us her two deviants.

Every night would be a repeat of the first night except Maryanne got progressively more vocal and I could follow exactly what they were doing. Instead of just moaning or calling Mark’s name she would say things like, “My clit! Suck my clit!” or “Fuck me harder!” One time she even yelled, “Fuck me like you mean it!” which I knew was meant for me to hear.

As you can imagine, I jacked off every night, sometimes more than once. After watching those videos with Mark and then listening to them fucking in the next room, my cock was getting quite a workout.

I had been there about a week when I woke up to the most glorious feeling in the world. I had been dreaming about my sister and when I opened my eyes she was kneeling between my legs with my cock in her mouth.

“Shhh,” she whispered, putting her finger to her lips. I just nodded as she lowered her mouth back down around my morning hard-on. Oh fuck! It had only been a little over a week but it felt like forever since I’d had a blowjob.

She expertly teased my balls while pumping my cock into her warm mouth. I was in heaven, bucking my hips off the bed and trying not to make any sound. I grabbed her hair as she took me into her throat and tugged gently when she pulled her lips up the length of my shaft, flicking her tongue along the sensitive underside.

“Oh fuck,” I whispered as I jerkily shot a hot load of cum into my sister’s mouth. She pumped vigorously with her hand as she sucked and swallowed, milking every drop from my grateful cock.

“I figured you could use that,” she whispered in my ear as she stood up to leave. “I can’t stay,” she said as I reached out towards her. She was wearing a green silk robe with a tie around her waist.

I sat up, my eyes pleading with her for more but knowing she had already taken too much of a chance. When she got to the door she turned with a big smile on her face and pulled the robe open wide. In the few seconds that she stood there before disappearing down the hall, I devoured her with my eyes. It felt like I was seeing her naked for the first time. I tried to absorb her radiant beauty, not just her perfect tits and her sexy blonde triangle but her loving smile and dazzling eyes. And then she was gone. Fuck!

This became our routine for a few days. Mark and I would watch the videos, I would jack off listening to them fuck and Maryanne would give me a daily blowjob. It wasn’t always in the morning. A few times when Mark was out running errands she would grab me and suck me off. We never fucked and she wouldn’t let me eat her pussy.

“I don’t need it,” she explained to me one day at work. “I’m getting everything I need from Mark,” she assured me. “But you, poor thing, are watching all those videos and listening to us all night. By the way, what do you do while we’re fucking?”

“I jack off,” I answered candidly.

“That’s what I thought,” she smiled. “I can picture you doing it,” she added.

“You’ve seen me do it enough times,” I laughed.

“Anyway, I didn’t ask you to move back in just to tease you so I figured you deserved a little reward,” she said

“You don’t know how much I appreciate it,” I said.

“Oh, I think I do,” she said, kissing me and then heading back to her workstation.

That night one of Mark’s buddies came over to borrow some tools while we were watching the videos. Mark offered him a beer and they went to the garage to pick out what he needed. As soon as they left, Maryanne came into the office and knelt in front of my chair.

“Keep watching my video,” she said, as she tugged down my zipper, freeing my erect cock.

I was already hard from watching the video and discussing my sister’s anatomical attributes with her husband. She was fully dressed, sitting on the floor sucking my cock while I watched her rub oil all over her naked body on the computer screen. It was one of the most erotic experiences of my life, undoubtedly enhanced by the risk factor of not knowing how long Mark would be gone.

It didn’t take long. I came hard, filling my sister’s mouth with hot jism. She cleaned my cock off with her mouth and then stood up motioning for me to tuck it back into my pants. She took a large slug of my beer and swished it around in her mouth before she swallowed it.

I had my cock back in my pants and had just pulled my zipper up when she grabbed my face and pulled me into a full on open-mouth kiss. It was intense but not exactly passionate. She swirled her tongue around in my mouth and then sucked mine into her mouth. I was exploring her mouth like I knew she liked when she suddenly pulled back from the kiss.

“Taste any cum?” she asked as she stepped away, wiping her mouth.

“No,” I said, realizing belatedly why she had kissed me the way she did.

“Good,” she said. She hesitated at the door and turned towards me. “I love you, Ronnie,” she said before disappearing down the hall.

“Me too, Sis,” I answered quietly but she was already gone. I sat there for a minute catching my breath and staring at the computer screen without really seeing it.

“Didn’t wait for me, huh?” Mark asked as he walked back into the office and took his seat.

“No,” I smiled. “I got bored.” Mark had gotten another beer but had stopped offering me any after Maryanne had set her foot down. Once in a while she said was fine but I wasn’t going to make it a daily habit. That was fine by me because I didn’t feel that great the next day when I had several beers the night before.

“Can’t get bored with this on, can you?” he asked, nodding at the screen and proceeding to discuss the various methods he used to get Maryanne’s nipples hard. I smiled and acknowledged his rhetoric but was able to tune out most of what he said.

Because of Maryanne’s suburb timing and expertise I didn’t need to jack off that night. I just laid awake listening to their lovemaking and tried to figure out what Maryanne meant when she said she loved me. Of course a sister loves her brother but did she mean more than that? She had just given me a wonderful blowjob, after all. As far as I knew that didn’t conjure up anyone’s image of sisterly love. I heard her climax with Mark as I rolled over and went to sleep.

Mark was on a thirty-day leave before he had to report to the local army base where he was temporarily assigned until they deployed him again. I had no idea what he did during the day but as soon as we got home he wanted to critique the videos again.

The more I considered what Maryanne said about why Mark wanted me to watch the videos the more sense it made. I started playing it up, engaging him in more discussion about Maryanne’s attributes. I obviously didn’t have to fake interest in her naked body.

“This is my favorite scene,” I told him when we were watching the shot of her coming out of the ocean. “I got so hard shooting this that I couldn’t wait to get home and jack off.”

“Even though she’s your sister,” Mark asked, his eyes twinkling with obvious delight.

“I may not fuck her but it doesn’t mean I don’t find her incredibly sexy,” I answered, pausing the video as Maryanne stood dripping wet on the beach. “Look at the way the water beads are dripping from her tits and her pubic hair,” I said innocently, watching his elation build.

“Did Maryanne know you were coming back and jacking off after your video shoots?” Mark asked excitedly.

“I’m sure she noticed my hard on,” I answered, mentally weighing how far to push this. “Look at where her eyes are focused in this shot,” I said, clicking the mouse. “She’s not looking at the camera is she?”

“She’s looking at your cock?” Mark asked incredulously. “She is! Holy shit!” I had never seen him so excited. “Go back to the one in the bedroom?” I closed the video and open one of the earlier ones.

“See where she’s looking in this one,” I said, pointing to her eyes.

“Damn! How obvious was it? What were you wearing?” Oh shit! I didn’t really want to lie to him but it wasn’t my place to divulge the intimacies of our video shoots.

“I don’t remember but I think it was obvious enough that Maryanne noticed it,” I answered, trying to divert his attention away from my attire. “Do you think she liked how seeing her naked made me hard?” I asked Mark, probably pressing my luck.

“It sure looks like it,” he said. “Now that you’ve pointed it out, it’s damned obvious! Let’s ask her.” Oh no! Let’s not. Fuck, now what?

“I don’t want to embarrass her,” I answered lamely.

“Hell man, a little late for that don’t you think?” he laughed. “Come on,” he said, getting up from his chair and leading the way out of the room.

“Hey Maryanne,” Mark said, walking up behind her in the kitchen. She was at the sink and he wrapped his arms around her while pressing his crotch against her ass. “Did it turn you on to see your brother get hard?”

“What?” Maryanne turned around, casting me a furtive glance.

“In the videos,” he explained. “It sure looks like you were checking out the geek’s dick during some of your sexiest scenes. He says he was hard most of the time and we were just wondering what you thought about him being aroused by his sister?” He pulled her into an embrace and kissed her on the lips.

“Did it turn you on, Hon?” he asked. Maryanne looked over his shoulder at me, her eyebrows raised in a quizzical look. I just shrugged, letting this play out whichever way it would.

“Well, a girl is at her best with an audience,” she smiled seductively, grinding her pussy against her husband’s crotch. “He was a good barometer of how I was doing.” Damn, she was good.

“I’ve seen enough of the old videos. They’re getting boring,” Mark announced, emphasizing his pronouncement with a single handclap. “We need to make a new video!” Based on Maryanne’s reaction, we were thinking the same thing.

“What? Why do we need a new video?” Maryanne asked. “You’re home now. You have the real thing.” Yes he did, the bastard. I wish I did.

“Yeah but this is temporary,” Mark argued. “Who knows where I’ll be sent next. It may be some other hell hole where you can’t go.” Until this moment, it never occurred to me that Maryanne might leave. Fuck! What if he gets sent across the country? Of course, my sister would go with him. Where would that leave me?

“What kind of video?” Maryanne asked skeptically. Mark just smiled and looked between Maryanne and I.

“I want a video of the two of us,” he said. “Can you do that, Ron?” Oh so now I’m Ron. When he wants me to shoot a porn video of him and my sister he’s no longer condescending.

“Yeah,” I answer cautiously. “If that’s what you want?”

“I don’t know, Mark,” Maryanne said. I could see the wheels turning, trying to determine the downside risks of having a video of she and her husband floating around. I was focused more on what this said about Mark’s obsession with me seeing his wife naked. Taking it to another level, that’s for sure.

“Oh come on,” Mark said pulling her into another embrace. “What are you worried about? You’re not embarrassed are you?” he asked, skeptically. “What hasn’t he seen? You let him video you pushing vibrators in your pussy and your ass for Christ sake. How is that different from seeing you fucked with a real dick?” Wow, my brother-in-law sure had a persuasive manner when he set his mind to it.

“I don’t know,” Maryanne said again but with somewhat less conviction. We made eye contact over Mark’s shoulder and I gave her a noncommittal shrug. “Fine,” she acquiesced. “If that’s what you want.” She pulled her head back and smiled at her husband.

“Yes! Get your stuff, Geek,” Mark almost yelled. “We’ll meet you in the bedroom.”

“Right now?” Maryanne asked, looking from me to Mark.

“Why not? I’m horny and I’m pretty sure I can show you a good time,” he laughed, leading her down the hallway to their bedroom.

With no time to consider the ramifications, I hurried to the office and got the camcorder. I had never given any thought to how I would shoot a fuck video. Not that I hadn’t seen plenty to know what I liked but it would have been nice to have some time to think about it.

“How do you guys normally do this?” Mark asked. “Does Ron direct us or do we just do our thing and he points the camera this way?” I had never seen Mark so animated. He was beside himself with excitement; fidgeting like a kid who needed to pee so badly he could hardly hold it.

“Ronnie directs us,” Maryanne said, matter-of-factly, ending any discussion. And just like that I was directing my own fuck video. I decided to make the most of it.

“Okay,” I said, taking charge as I watched Maryanne stifle a smile. “We want this to be realistic so I need to know what you two usually do.” When Mark gave me an uncomprehending look, I continued. “What kinds of foreplay do you guys engage in? Fellatio, cunnilingus?” I asked, using the terms my sister had taught me.

“Jesus Christ!” Mark exclaims. “We’ve got us a fucking professional here!”

“We do all of that, Ronnie,” Maryanne said quietly. “Why don’t you tell us what you want to see?”

“Why don’t we start with a blowjob so Mark has time to recover for the fuck scenes?” I asked, my hands almost shaking as I gripped the camcorder. Fuck! I had been listening to them every night but now, not only was I going to actually see them fuck but I was going to make a goddamn video of it.

“That sounds perfect,” Maryanne said, unbuttoning her blouse.

“Wait, Sis,” I stopped her. “Do a striptease for Mark,” I instructed her. “I want to shoot him watching you undress.” Mark was grinning from ear to ear as he sat on the edge of their bed watching the interaction between my sister and I.

Maryanne winked at me as she turned to the dresser and pressed some buttons on the portable iHome, filling the room with a soft ballad by a singer I didn’t recognize. She started swaying to the music as I shot her from behind, capturing Mark’s expression as he watched her. But he wasn’t watching her; he was watching me.

Of course, how stupid could I get? This was all about my reaction to my sister. He wanted to see me getting aroused by my sister. No problem, my cock was already hard.

“Sometimes Ronnie would be naked when he shot the videos,” Maryanne said as she unfastened her bra and tossed it to her husband. Mark’s expression was priceless.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” he asked excitedly. “So you were looking at his naked cock on those videos?” Maryanne silently nodded as she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Her eyes were nearly closed as she continued to sway to the music, wearing only her lacy thong.

“You sly devil! Take your clothes off, Ron,” Mark ordered, sounding exactly like the military leader he was. This was getting very interesting.

“Hold that pose, Sis,” I said, setting the camcorder down while I got undressed. I have never minded being naked around my sister but I was very self-conscious about displaying my hard-on to my brother-in-law. What the fuck, in for a penny…

Mark was grinning ear to ear as Maryanne stared at my hard cock. “This is how you guys made those videos?” he asked again. “Fucking amazing!” he said, shaking his head but clearly pleased.

“It helped me get in the mood,” Maryanne said dreamily as she turned her back to him and teased her thong from between her ass cheeks. I stepped over beside the bed so I could shoot over Mark’s shoulder, capturing his point of view of my sister’s sexy antics.

Maryanne bent forward, thrusting her ass towards us as she rolled her thong down her curvaceous thighs. My cock looked like a fucking flagpole sticking straight out in front of me as my sister turned around to face us. God! I wanted to throw her on the bed and fuck her brains out but I was only going to video her getting her brains fucked.

She looked so sexy. I think she was getting off on performing a striptease in front of the two of us. Mark kept stealing glances at my hard-on, not in any kind of gay, sexual way but like he was confirming that my sister was turning me on. She was!

“Okay, cut!” I yelled, shutting off the camcorder. “Now, you’re going to undress Mark. Start with his shirt and take your time on his pants, fondling him as you release his cock.” I had no clue what I was talking about but it just felt good to be in charge and tell my sister what to do.

“Action!” I yelled overly dramatically and Maryanne rolled her eyes at me. I smiled back.

She had Mark stand up and proceeded to get him naked, running her finger up and down the bulge in his crotch before she unzipped him. When his cock sprang free, she bent at the waist and sucked the head into her mouth as she tugged his pants to his ankles.

“I want another shot of that,” I told her. “This wasn’t a very good angle.” Maryanne pulled Mark’s pants back up and did it again. I knelt on the floor next to her and caught her tits hanging delectably from her chest as she sucked on his cockhead.

“Perfect!” I whispered as she repeated the removal of his pants. When he was completely naked, she knelt on the floor in front of him and pushed his knees apart.

“Real slow, Sis,” I directed. “Lots of very slow licks up and down the front and the sides.” This was a lot more fun than I had thought it would be. I could make them do whatever I wanted. Hell, I could have her rub her nose all over it but I didn’t. I think I exercised a lot of restraint.

“Lie back on the bed, Mark,” I said, as I crawled up on the bed being careful not to get my dick anywhere near his head. That would be just too fucking weird. “I want to get a POV shot,” I explained.

“A what?” Mark asked.

“Point of view,” I answered. “I’m shooting what you would see if you leaned your head up and watched her sucking your dick. Keep going slowly, Sis.”

Maryanne smiled proudly at me like I was a prized pupil she was showing off to her colleagues. In case you’re wondering, yes I made a mental comparison between Mark’s dick and mine. I didn’t come up short is all I’ll say. Maryanne was slurping up and down his hard cock and he was starting to buck his hips off the bed trying to get it into her mouth.

“Okay, keep going slowly but suck his cockhead into your mouth,” I told her.

“Oh fuck!” Mark cried as Maryanne fed his throbbing cock into her warm mouth. I knew exactly how that felt and I would have cried out too. In fact, my cock was aching for the same action.

I shot from that angle for a few minutes, and then got off the bed to shoot from the side. My sister’s tits and ass were a much more welcome sight than Mark’s naked torso. I had a feeling this was going to be the best video yet.

Maryanne got more aggressive and Mark responded accordingly, grabbing her hair and humping his cock into her mouth. I shot all around her, getting a great shot of her tits brushing against his thighs as she vigorously pumped his cock into her mouth.

“OH FUCK! Here it comes!” Mark moaned as he jerkily shot his load into his wife’s mouth. I captured the whole thing on video including Mark’s anguished expression when he came. I hope I don’t look like that, I thought. I got an awesome close-up of her mouth and throat as she swallowed Mark’s cum. Very erotic!

“Now what?” Maryanne asked me as she sat back on her heels and wiped a strand of cum from her chin.

“Now Mark eats you,” I said confidently. “Well, first I want a shot of him sucking your nipples.”

“Sounds good to me,” Maryanne said, scurrying up on the bed, flopping onto her back and spreading her legs. “Take me!” she laughed as I zoomed in on her wet pussy. I wish I could!

“Lie down beside her and make love to her tits,” I told Mark. He smiled at me as I sat on the bed between my sister’s outstretched legs. What a delicious view!

“Mark didn’t need any direction. He had Maryanne moaning for more as he bit her nipples and manhandled her breasts. He was a lot rougher than I had ever been and my sister loved it. His fingertips were leaving red blotches on her tits and his teeth were stretching her nipples out to the breaking point but her pussy was creaming like crazy. I watched in awe as she writhed around on the bed under his machinations.

I was so caught up in their erotic display that I wasn’t getting the best shots. I moved around to the side of the bed and aimed the camera across my sister’s tits getting a perfect shot of her aroused nipples as Mark continued to tease them.

“That’s good,” I said, breathing harder than I had been a few minutes ago. I couldn’t wait to see what he would do with her pussy. “Now let me see you trail kisses down to her pussy. Mark complied immediately and I watched him position himself between her legs, breathing in her aroma before he plunged his tongue into soggy hole.

Maryanne was right; Mark missed the whole reconnaissance part of the equation. The idea hit me like a thunderclap. Maybe I could help my sister out here.

“Cut!” I yelled and Mark pulled his tongue out, staring at me in disbelief. “I think it would make a better video if you take is slower.” I explained. “Lick all around her pussy without actually touching it. I’ll tell you when to stop circling.”

Maryanne was grinning from ear to ear as Mark did as I directed. I moved around like I needed multiple viewpoints but I was really just making him stretch out the teasing. It worked; Maryanne was getting extremely anxious by the time I told him to slowly lick just once from her asshole to her clit and stop.

“Mmmm,” Maryanne moaned. I moved to the other side and told him to do it again. I had him repeat this maneuver six times as I kept moving around with the camera. By the time he was ready to dominate her pussy, Maryanne was almost shaking with anticipation.

“Okay, now you’re ready to plunge your tongue inside but pull your head back and extend your tongue out as far as you can so I get a nice close up,” I directed, my cock throbbing as I taught my brother-in-law the proper way to eat a pussy.

I manipulated him through all the steps, right up to finger fucking her as he sucked on her engorged clit. Just for the hell of it I made him stop abruptly just as Maryanne was at her peak arousal under the auspices of wanting to take a close up of her unhooded clit. It was a great shot but the look I got from Maryanne made me only do that once.

Just like I did in her solo videos, I alternated between her face and her pussy when her orgasm came.

“Ohhh fuck yes!” Maryanne yelled as her orgasm ripped through her body and she dug her fingernails into Mark’s scalp. When she had reached her peak, she pushed his mouth away from her clit but he continued to finger fuck her through her extended orgasm.

“Oh God! Oh Mark! Oh Ronnie! OH FUUUUCK!” Maryanne came harder than I had ever seen her. Mark replaced his fingers with his tongue and lapped up her tasty juices. I kept shooting as I inhaled her heady aroma. I was panning down from her face, across her tits when the corner of my eye caught her mouthing the words thank you to me. I smiled and continued to pan.

All three of us needed to catch our breath before we moved on to the final scene. I went to the kitchen to get us cokes while Mark and Maryanne stretched out on their bed, panting like dogs in the desert. I overheard Maryanne as I was leaving the room.

“You should eat me like that all the time,” she said.

“I’ve never seen you come so hard from oral sex,” Mark answered. “Do you think it was the extra stimulation of your brother watching us?”

“Maybe, but really it was how slow you went with the stopping and starting that drove me crazy.” I smiled to myself as I continued down the hall.

“For the fuck scene, I think we should use a variety of positions,” I announced as I walked back into the bedroom, handing Mark a coke and Maryanne a diet coke. They were still sprawled on the bed with Maryanne lightly stroking Marks fully recovered cock.

They sat up to accept their drinks and Maryanne’s eyes went straight to my erection as I stepped closer. Mark was watching Maryanne and I realized how right my sister had been in her analysis of his obsession. Maryanne never called it a Slut Wife Fetish but that’s exactly what this seemed like. Did Mark really want to see other men fucking his wife or was he content with having someone else watch her get fucked?

“How do you want us first, Ronnie?” Maryanne asked, interrupting my reverie.

“Doggie style,” I blurted out because I knew how much Maryanne loved it. She smiled her appreciation as she sat her drink on the nightstand and crawled up on the bed.

“Which way do you want me to face, Mr. Director?” she asked, coyly playing up the role of airhead porn star. Mark was intently watching our interaction as I hopelessly stared at my sister’s dangling tits. Her taut nipples, still red from Mark’s assault on them nearly had me salivating.

“Turn towards the headboard,” I said. “I want the first shots from behind and the side.” The way Mark was fixedly watching my every move made me want to notch this up a bit. I walked over to the bed as my sister got up on all fours, pointing her sexy ass at me.

“Bend your knees just a little more,” I said, putting one hand on her back and the other on her thigh as I moved her into position. I thought Mark would pee himself when I put one hand on her ass cheek and the other on her inner thigh close to her pussy.

“Spread your thighs apart just a little bit more,” I directed my sister who was grinning broadly over her shoulder as my hand lightly brushed her pubic hair.

“Okay Mark,” I said, stepping back while trying not to let my hard-on make me too self-conscious. “You’re going to line your cock up with her pussy but don’t penetrate her until I say the word. I want to get this shot from a variety of angles.” Damn! I love being in charge.

I took my time getting the camcorder while Mark got up on the bed and positioned his cockhead against Maryanne’s pussy lips, barely touching them. She started rocking back and forth, bumping up against her husband’s hard cock.

“Very slowly now, start pressing your cockhead into her wet pussy,” I directed as I stood next to them and aimed the camcorder at her glistening pussy lips. “And stop! Hold it right there.” I can be a sadistic bastard when I want to be.

Marks cockhead was half buried in Maryanne’s pussy and half exposed. They were both struggling to maintain the position as if we were playing a child’s game and I had said freeze. I moved around to the other side and told him to pull out and do it again. I was tempted to say, “unfreeze” but I thought that would be too much.

After I got the shot from the other side, I asked Mark to pull out once again as I knelt down at the foot of the bed to capture the penetration from between his legs. Wow! I had a clear view of his dripping cockhead all lined up with my sister’s anxious pussy.

“Once again, very slowly but this time go ahead and push all the way in,” I said, producing a sigh of relief from Maryanne. It was an amazing shot. I zoomed in on Mark’s cockhead slowly coaxing Maryanne’s wet lips apart and then captured a close up of her labia turning back against itself as it rolled down the length of Mark’s cock.

“And hold it right there!” I cried as Mark bottomed out in my sister’s pussy. I took my time setting up the angle for the next shot, leaving them both trembling with desire as I got into position.

“With the same excruciating slowness, pull out and then slide back in,” I directed Mark. I winked at my sister but she just glared at me.

I kept stopping and starting them like that until I thought Maryanne was going to kill me. I moved constantly, looking for that perfect shot. I even had Maryanne push her torso up as high as she could and I positioned the camera under her. It was a lousy shot but I didn’t care because her tits were rubbing against my arm the entire time.

“Can we fuck now?” Maryanne asked impatiently.

“Sure,” I said, standing up and positioning myself to the side of them. “Hammer away,” I said as I panned down Maryanne’s body and zoomed in on her dangling tits. Once Mark got a rhythm going her tits were really in motion, rocking back and forth.

“Oh yeah!” Maryanne cried as Mark pounded her pussy. His face was flush and it looked like he was ready to cum already. Maybe me watching was having the desired affect.

“And cut!” I yelled. Damn, I’m perverse. “Pull out Mark. It’s time for another position.” I said. Mark complied immediately against Maryanne’s protests.

“I was just about to cum, Ronnie!” Maryanne said, glaring at me over her shoulder.

“I know, Sis,” I answered. “But the video will be better this way. Trust me.” Mark was panting as his slick cock dangled in the air and he awaited my next instruction. Let’s see, what shall I have them do now?

For the next half hour, I moved them into various positions, always stopping the action just before they would climax. I was pleasantly shocked when they kept listening to me. I could see that Maryanne was getting into the torturous arousal of my stops and starts but I think Mark was just caught up in the idea of me watching them.

“This isn’t working,” I said, stopping them again. I had Maryanne on her back with her legs wrapped around Mark but all I could get were shots of his back. “Why don’t we finish off with Mark on his back and you riding his cock,” I said to Maryanne.

“The finish off part sounds great!” Maryanne smiled as Mark rolled over and my sister immediately mounted him.

“Hang on a second, Sis,” I said, moving into position. “Start over. I want to get a shot of you lowering yourself down. I moved to the side but couldn’t get a good shot. The last thing I wanted to do was get on the bed with Mark.

“Come on, Ronnie,” Maryanne whined. “What are we waiting for? She was sitting up with Mark’s cock fully buried inside her overheated pussy.

“Mark, I need you to turn around so your feet are facing the headboard,” I said. Maryanne got off of him while he turned around and then looked at me for direction.

“Perfect!” I announced, standing at the foot of the bed with the camcorder. “Now take it slowly, Sis.” With an exaggerated slow motion move, Maryanne swung her leg over her husband.

“Very funny,” I told her. And it kind of was. “Just as slowly, lower yourself down.” I zoomed in on Maryanne’s pussy as she positioned Mark’s cockhead against her slick opening. With her eyes locked on me she slid down his erect shaft. My cock ached for that to be me.

“Mmmm,” Mark moaned. I was surprised he hadn’t shot his load already except that I kept stopping them every few minutes. Maryanne started a slow rolling motion on his cock and I panned up from their coupling to her tits rippling up and down on her chest.

“Okay, ride him like you mean it!” I yelled and Maryanne took off, bouncing on Mark’s cock like she was chasing the last orgasm she’d ever have.

“We’re not stopping this time, Ronnie,” Maryanne panted as Mark bucked his hips off the bed and her tits jumped all over her chest. I had no intention of stopping them. I didn’t think I could take much more of this anyway. I really need to jack off.

It didn’t take them long. Mark grabbed Maryanne’s bouncing tits, squeezing and pinching as she jounced so hard I thought she’d fly off. She barely managed to stay on and in about two minutes was screaming the arrival of her long awaited orgasm.

“Oh God! Here it comes!” she cried. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I’m cumming!” Mark was moaning unintelligible grunts as he viciously bucked his hips against Maryanne’s crushing pounds. Their sweat-soaked bodies convulsed effusively as I zoomed out, capturing their nearly violent last few pummels before Maryanne threw herself down on Mark’s chest, gasping for breath.

I’ve never seen her cum so hard. They were done but my poor cock was throbbing with no prospect of release anytime soon. My favorite sister came to my rescue as soon as she caught her breath. Okay, she’s my only sister but still my favorite for a lot of unbrotherly reasons.

“We’re going to stay like this for a while, Geek,” she smiled while crushing her tits against her husband’s chest and still trying to slow her breathing. “Why don’t you go into the office and start uploading the video.” She nodded towards my cock in case I didn’t pick up on the idea that she was giving me some alone time.

“Sounds good, Sis,” I said, grabbing the camera and heading out the door. “This is going to be an awesome video!” I called over my shoulder as I nearly ran to the office. To my credit, I did start the video upload before I began jacking off. With the intense stimulation still running through my brain, I shot my load in record time, cleaned up and then realized that my clothes were still in their bedroom.

I walked quietly back down the hall, trying to decide whether to interrupt them or just get clean clothes from my bedroom. I didn’t hear any sound coming from their bedroom so I tiptoed in and found them both fast asleep. Maryanne had rolled off of Mark and was almost spread-eagle on her back with her arm over her face.

I silently gathered my clothes but couldn’t tear my eyes away from my sister’s naked body. The glistening beads of sweat trickling down her breasts, her matted blonde pubic hair and her dripping wet pussy gave her such an invitingly well-fucked look that I couldn’t keep my recently spent cock from responding.

As soon as the video finished uploading I grabbed the camcorder and shot footage of them blissfully asleep to use as the final scene. I jacked off again while watching the video footage and then got dressed and started picking my favorite scenes.

Mark and Maryanne slept while I edited. I kept taking breaks to check on them, well, okay, to look at my naked sister. They barely moved for over two hours.

By the time Maryanne wandered into the office, still naked, I had a rough edit of the video for her to watch. I took advantage of the lack of time restrictions since Maryanne didn’t have to email it. The rough cut was approximately eight minutes long, including every position and building to a very powerful crescendo if I do say so myself. Maryanne loved it.

“God, Ronnie,” she said excitedly, “That is so erotic!” She bent down to kiss me on the cheek and I cupped my hand around her bare ass cheek. “You really pissed me off with all of your teasing though,” she added with a big smile.

“Just doing what I was taught,” I answered, letting my hand linger on her ass. She took a step back with a cautionary look towards the door and I dropped my hand from her ass.

“Did you…” she nodded towards my crotch. Why was my sister so enthralled with my masturbation?

“Twice,” I responded. “You’re right about it being very erotic; both live and on video.” I was about to ask her how long Mark might sleep, hoping for a blowjob, when he walked into the room.

“What’s going on?” Mark asked, stifling a yawn. He was still bare-ass naked too but it wasn’t the least bit endearing like it was with my sister. What the fuck! I had no desire to hang out with my naked brother-in-law. Just because I shot the video does that mean we’re going to be one big naked family now? Count me out!

“Look at this,” Maryanne prompted, kissing him on the cheek and pointing towards the computer. “Ronnie has already edited the video.”

“Just a rough edit,” I corrected. “It still needs some fine tuning to make the cuts a bit smoother.”

“Let’s see it,” Mark said enthusiastically. “Damn, you work fast.” So do you, I almost said. If I hadn’t slowed you down you’d have been done in ten minutes.

“Okay, just remember it’s not completely finished,” I said. Mark grabbed a chair and pulled Maryanne onto his lap while the three of us watched the eight minute version of their marathon lovemaking.

I focused on the computer screen, not wanting to watch Maryanne wriggling around on his lap. Why hadn’t they just put their damn clothes on before wandering around the house?

“JesusFuckingChrist!” Mark exclaimed when the video ended. “That is incredible!” he added, slapping me on the back. “I got hard again just watching it.

“That’s the whole idea, isn’t it?” Maryanne cooed seductively with an obvious wiggle of her bottom against his crotch.

“Well yeah, but damn!” He chuckled as he lifted Maryanne slightly and adjusted himself. “I think you’ve outdone yourself, Ron,” he exclaimed. “I thought the beach video was about as erotic as it gets but this one even tops that.”

“That one was always my favorite, too,” I said, clicking on the beach video file and filling the screen with Maryanne’s wet tits.

“Oh yeah!” Mark said, wrapping his arms around Maryanne and caressing her tits as they were simultaneously displayed on the computer screen. “God we watched this one a hundred times!”

“We?” Maryanne asked, shifting her body so she was facing him.

“Me. I meant I watched this one a hundred times,” Mark blurted out unconvincingly.

“No, you definitely said we!” Maryanne corrected him through gritted teeth. “Who else saw this video, Mark?” she asked, her eyes locked on his. “Don’t lie to me!”

“Okay,” Mark said, lifting Maryanne off of his lap and standing up to give her the chair. “Let me explain before you get angry.” This seemed like a good time for me to make my exit. Naked couples lose their appeal when they start fighting. I paused the video and stood up to leave.

“Stay right there, Ron,” Maryanne ordered without looking at me. “You’re a part of this. I want you here for this discussion.” I sat back down, hoping this was only going to be a discussion and wondering if Mark honestly thought he could rationalize sharing videos of his naked wife.

“Remember ‘Stranger in a Bar’?” Mark asked, surprising me with the mention of their role-play game. Maryanne just nodded, her arms folded across her naked breasts, as Mark stood in front of her exposed in more ways than one.

“Well, when I got the videos,” he forged on, motioning towards the computer. “I realized that I didn’t just want other guys to envy me, I wanted them to see you naked. I can’t explain it, Hon, but it was such a turn on knowing your brother was seeing exactly what I was seeing.”

He paused for a reaction but Maryanne just nodded for him to continue. Damn. She was using the same technique on Mark that she used on me when she caught me masturbating to her original video. I wonder how she would determine his punishment.

“I knew he was seeing everything, even watching you play with yourself but I was frustrated that I couldn’t see his reaction.”

“That’s when you asked him to be in the video.” Maryanne said quietly, more as a statement than a question. It was Mark’s turn to nod and I started to understand more about his slut wife fetish. “Then one day, quite by accident mind you, my bunk mate came in as I was jacking off to your latest video. He didn’t think anything of it because he thought it was just a porn site. There was no privacy for jacking off, everyone just did it.” Mark shrugged apologetically at Maryanne.

“Then he just kept going on and on about what a fine body you had and wanted to know what website I was on. I tried to brush him off but he was persistent and I finally told him you were my wife.”

Mark was almost in tears as he admitted to further violating Maryanne’s trust. “God help me, Honey, I saw an opportunity to watch another man’s reaction to your sexiness. He’d already seen the one video anyway so I agreed to let him jack off with me to your daily videos.”

Mark knelt by Maryanne’s chair and laid his head against her thigh. “I’m so sorry. I know it was wrong but I got so fucking turned on watching him watching you.” Without saying anything, Maryanne acknowledged his apology by calmly running her fingers through his hair. I was starting to get a better idea of the whole picture.

“When you got home you no longer had that stimulus so you hatched a plan to watch me watching my sister.” I said, jumping into the discussion. Maryanne looked at me like she was surprised I was still here. Fuck that, it was her idea for me to stay.

“Exactly,” Mark conceded without even looking at me.

“Having him video us just took it all to the next level for you,” Maryanne interjected. Mark looked up at her from his position on the floor, tears streaming down his cheeks.

“I am so sorry, Hon,” Mark was nearly sobbing now. “I wanted to see him fuck you,” he admitted. “But when you wouldn’t…” Something must have passed in the eye contact between my sister and I because Mark abruptly stopped talking. His eyes jumped between my sister and me. I wouldn’t maintain eye contact with either of them and Maryanne was looking guilty as sin.

“Fuck!” Mark exclaimed, sitting up and wiping his tears. “You did it, didn’t you? The two of you, I mean,” he asked, clearly more excited than I thought he would be. “You and your brother… Fuck!”

Mark stood up and looked at the two of us. He was smiling and shaking his head, his cock hardening at the thought of me fucking his wife. This fit every definition I could think of for the Slut Wife Fetish. Maryanne stood up and the two of them embraced.

“You fucked your brother!” he said incredulously without a hint of accusation.

“And you shared my intimate personal videos,” Maryanne countered.

“You fucked your brother without sending me any video,” Mark said as if the video would have made everything all right and I suppose from his perspective it might have.

“I didn’t want an incestuous video out there for you to share with your bunk mate,” she explained quietly. “Who knows where something like that could surface down the road?” She was repeating the argument I gave her almost verbatim while holding her husband in a tight embrace. Mark just stared at her, still shaking his head.

“What about when we have kids and they come across that video on the internet?” Maryanne added when Mark didn’t respond.

“I don’t care about that,” Mark said, kissing her hard on the lips. Maryanne returned his kiss and they started grinding their naked bodies together. I watched as they hungrily groped each other. If they went much farther I would need to get the camera or leave them alone. It looked like neither was going to be the right option based on Mark’s next statement.

“I want to watch,” Mark panted when they finally broke the kiss. He was looking her directly in the eye as if I didn’t have a say either way. I figured this was what Mark had wanted all along from the first time he asked us to fuck. I was wondering how Maryanne was going to deflect his request when she shocked the shit out of me.

“I’d like that,” Maryanne quietly nodded her assent. What the fuck! She had always seemed a bit reluctant about the videos and only did them out of some kind of misguided loyalty to her husband. When did she start wanting to be an exhibitionist?

I was still trying to get my head around this when she finally looked my way with her eyebrows raised questioningly. That’s when it hit me; we could all get what we wanted.

Mark was grinning from ear to ear because he was going to be able to live out his slut wife fantasy watching Maryanne and I fuck. Maryanne had said she wanted to have both of us and that’s exactly what she was getting. And me? I was going to fuck my sister again! We could do all the things we had been doing all summer. Who the fuck cares whether anyone is watching?

“When?” I asked, my cock hardening at the prospect of being buried in my sister’s hot pussy.

“When can you be ready?” Maryanne asked teasingly? Her nipples were hard when she turned away from her husband’s embrace and stepped towards me. “You’re over dressed, Ronnie,” she said, lifting the bottom of my shirt and pulling it over my head.

“Let’s go back to the bedroom,” Mark said as Maryanne was lowering my zipper. She unsnapped my jeans and tugged them down. I stepped out of them and she smiled seductively as she wrapped her hand around my hard cock.

Maryanne led me down the hallway by my erection with her thumb in constant motion, rubbing circles over my cockhead. What a strange turn of events this had turned out to be.

“I want everything!” Mark said, situating himself in a wing-backed chair near the bed. “Eat her pussy, suck his cock and fuck each other’s brains out!”

“No video!” Maryanne said insistently as she led me to the bed.

“Of course not!” Mark responded. “I understand completely about what you said. I hadn’t thought of it quite that way.” Maryanne pushed me down on the bed and crawled up over me.

“You okay with this, Ronnie?” Maryanne belatedly whispered in my ear as she rubbed her tits against my chest.

“Whatever it takes to get back to this,” I answered honestly. She lay down on top of me as she plunged her tongue into my mouth. Maryanne reached between us and fondled my cock as our tongues did their familiar dance. Fuck yes!

I caught movement in the corner of my eye and turned my head, almost wishing I hadn’t when I saw Mark’s hand encircling his fully recovered cock. This was so fucking surreal but I certainly wasn’t going to pass up the chance to fuck my sister. I closed my eyes and ignored him hoping he wouldn’t say anything. It was too much to ask for, I guess.

“Suck him off, Hon,” Mark said like he was suddenly the director here. Maryanne’s face lit up like she had just won the lottery. And maybe to her it seemed like she had as she kissed her way down my body to put on an erotic show for her husband.

“Paybacks, Geek,” she said, smiling playfully as she lifted my cock and started slowly licking up and down the sides. Fuck! That felt good!

Maryanne teased me forever, swirling her tongue over my cockhead, licking my balls but never once putting my cock in her mouth. With Mark’s verbal encouragement, she got my cock so hard it was turning purple.

“You might want to give him some relief before he bursts at the seams,” Mark said, panting from his own machinations. Listen to your husband, Sis. This is one time where we definitely see eye to eye.

“He likes to be teased,” Maryanne said coyly. “It makes him cum that much harder, right Ronnie?” Goddamn her!

“Right, Sis!” I blurted out as she sucked my cock into her mouth and lowered her lips to the base of it.

“Oh fuck yes!” I shouted as she rhythmically pumped my swollen cock into her mouth. Gasping for breath, I stiffened my legs and bucked my hips off the bed trying to drive it farther in but her hand worked like a governor limiting my ability.

“Oh God, Sis! I’m going to cum any second!” I shouted.

“Not really,” Maryanne said, releasing my cock and sitting back on her heels. Her face was flushed and her breathing accelerated but she had the biggest grin on her face as my engorged cock humped blank air.

“Fuck Maryanne!” I cried but knew my protest was futile in light of what I had done to her earlier.

“Trust me, Ronnie,” Maryanne said, mimicking my assurances to her when she was lamenting similar actions from me. “This is going to make it so much better for you.”

“Touché Maryanne,” Mark bellowed from his chair, laughing heartily. He was stroking his cock and watching our every movement.

“Do you want big sister to take care of your poor aching cock?” Maryanne teased.

“Fuck yes!” I answered aguishly.

“Say Please,” she said but didn’t wait for me to reply before sucking my cock back into her mouth and finishing me off with vigorously enthusiastic stroking and sucking. I unloaded my balls down her throat and collapsed back on the bed completely spent. Maryanne took her time milking every last drop out of me and then cleaning me up with her tongue.

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“Damn Sis,” I said, when I could talk again. “That was so fucking good!”

“Now you owe me one,” she said, smiling. “But we’re already even on the teasing, right?”

“Maybe a little teasing just to add to your pleasure,” I countered as she stretched out beside me and spread her legs. Turning onto my side, I propped up my head with one hand as my other hand explored the delicate curves of her flawless breasts.

“Mmm,” she murmured as I caressed the sides of her breasts and then grazed my palm across her erect nipples.

“You are so beautiful, Sis,” I whispered as my hand glided down her stomach and combed through her pubic hair.

We leaned toward each other for a kiss as my fingers skimmed her slick pussy lips. Our tongues entwined as I teased her lips apart, stoking her arousal by inserting just the tip of my finger between them. Maryanne arched her back and pushed her wet pussy against my fingers as I gently probed her inner sanctum.

“Oh Ronnie,” Maryanne moaned as my fingers flittered around inside her cunt, churning up her hot juices.

“Eat her,” Mark said, suddenly reminding me that I had an audience. As much as I wanted to ignore him, he held all the cards regarding any further dalliances with my sister. That’s not to say that eating her pussy wasn’t foremost in my mind anyway.

I’d never eaten my sister after she’d been fucked and certainly not fucked by someone else. I wondered about that as I moved between her outstretched legs and took a long slow lick up her juicy slit. Thankfully, the taste was all pussy flavored; sweet, succulent, sisterly pussy.

“Oh yeah!” Maryanne cried as I took several more long licks, increasing the rapidity of my movements without penetrating her pussy with my tongue. “Eat me, Ronnie,” she pleaded after I licked the tender lips of her labia one more time.

“Whatever you want, Sis,” I answered, plunging my tongue into her overheated opening and lapping up her thickly flowing cream. I was so excited to have my mouth back on my sister’s pussy that I nearly forgot everything I’d learned. I had already reconnoitered and I was currently dominating but there was no way I wanted to retreat. What else? O fuck! My hands, what am I doing with my hands?

Sliding my hands up her writhing body, I pinched and tweaked her taut nipples as my tongue luxuriated in her creaming pussy.

“Oh fuck, Ronnie!” Maryanne moaned, arching her back as my tongue found her clit. With my sister humping her splayed open pussy against my face, I pulled one hand back from her breasts and pushed two fingers deep inside of her.

“Oh yeah!” she cried as I pumped my fingers into her slick hole while sucking on her clit and flicking my tongue across its tip. I could tell she was getting close and I valiantly resisted the temptation to retreat. It would have been fun, though.

“Oh God! I’m cumming!” Maryanne screamed as I sped up my machinations. “I’m fucking cumming!” She dug her fingers into my scalp while grinding her soggy pussy into my face. Convulsing spastically as her orgasm ripped through her body, she flooded my mouth with her steamy nectar and squeezed my head between her thighs. Pulling my drenched fingers from her pulsating pussy, I attacked her flow of juices with my tongue, slurping and swallowing as fast as I could.

Collapsing back on the bed, Maryanne relaxed her thighs as I gasped for air but continued to lick her dripping pussy.

“Enough, Ronnie,” she panted, pushing down on the top of my head as her chest heaved and she gulped air into her lungs. “Fuck me, now,” she added, spreading her legs.

“Fuck her from behind,” Mark said, sounding almost as out of breath as his wife. Shit, I’d almost forgotten he was here. I glanced over and saw him sitting on the edge of his chair with his hand wrapped around his erection. “I want to be able to see you going in,” he explained.

“Give me some room, Geek,” Maryanne said as she tried to turn over with me still lying between her legs. I moved back and she got up on all fours, turning her sexy ass my way. Her pussy was dripping and her crinkled asshole was staring right at me. I wondered what Mark would think if I fucked her ass instead of her pussy. Hmm. Maybe next time.

“Ready, Sis,” I asked as I positioned my throbbing cock against my sister’s slick pussy lips.

“Come closer, Mark,” Maryanne said as she lightly pushed back against my cockhead. “Watch Ronnie slide his hard cock into my horny pussy.”

Mark got up and stood next to the bed, his erection piercing the air in front of him. “This is what you wanted, right?” Maryanne asked, looking at him over her shoulder. He just nodded.

“Give me a kiss before he starts,” she said and Mark crawled up on the bed next to her, wrapping his hand around her neck and pushing his tongue into her mouth. I took that as my cue and drove my cock into my sister’s overheated pussy as they kissed.

“Mmphh,” Maryanne moaned into Mark’s mouth as I grabbed her hips and pounded into her, rocking the headboard against the wall.

“Oh God! You know just what to do, Ronnie!” Maryanne cried as Mark moved down to the foot of the bed so he could see my cock gliding in and out of his wife’s steamy cunt. He was grinning from ear to ear and jacking himself off as he watched. This was too fucking bizarre! I hammered my sister’s pussy, anxious for my own release.

“Come here, Mark,” Maryanne panted. “I want to suck you off while Ronnie fucks me.” She didn’t have to send him an engraved invitation. Mark jumped off the bed and stood right next to Maryanne’s face. We turned slightly so that she was facing his cock while I pummeled her pussy.

“Can you see?” she asked her husband as she grabbed his cock and swirled her tongue over the swollen head.

“Yeah! I can see really well,” Mark blurted as Maryanne sucked him into her mouth. “Goddamn, this is a fucking dream come true, Hon,” he cried as he grabbed her hair and fucked her mouth while I was fucking her pussy.

Maryanne was getting it from both ends and I don’t think Mark was the only one whose dreams were coming true. She was moaning around Mark’s cock and rocking back against me on every stroke. Needless to say I had never done anything like this before and it was incredibly arousing to watch my sister suck her husband’s cock while I pounded into her hot pussy.

With all the physical and visual stimulation none of us lasted very long. Maryanne came first and as her shuddering pussy tightened around my pounding cock, I shot my load seconds later. Having momentarily ignored Mark’s cock as her own need for release was too distracting, Maryanne made short work of his throbbing cock once her orgasm had peaked.

We were all lying on the bed gasping for breath when Maryanne beckoned each of us into her arms. She was on her back in the center of the king sized bed with her brother on one side and her husband on the other.

“My two deviants,” she joked, wrapping one arm around each of us and pulling us close. “My two lovers,” she sighed. “I think I’m the luckiest girl in the world.”

“I’m the lucky one,” Mark declared. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to watch you with another man,” he added, kissing her cheek. “I never imagined that it would actually happen.”

“Why didn’t you ever say anything?” Maryanne asked.

“Why?” Mark repeated incredulously. “Because I was ashamed. Because there was nothing we could do about it. Because it never occurred to me that you would want to indulge me.”

“You?” Maryanne laughed. “I was indulging me, you just happened to be there,” she teased.

“You are the most amazing woman in the world!” Mark exclaimed! “Isn’t she amazing, Geek,” he said, leaning up to look at me.

“She’s the best,” I agreed even though I thought this three-way cuddle was getting a little weird. In the heat of the moment I wouldn’t have stopped if Maryanne had invited the entire neighborhood but now…

“That’s why you wanted a video of Ron and I?” Maryanne interrupted my thoughts.

“He was the safest choice!” Mark answered, pissing me off even though I didn’t know what he meant by safe.

“What do you mean safe?” Maryanne asked like she was reading my mind.

“He was safe in every way,” Mark explained. “One, he was presumably disease free. Two, he loves you so he wouldn’t try to leverage this against you in any way. And three, he’s your brother so he’s not a potential suitor who would be tempted to wreck your marriage.” Don’t be so sure about that last one, I thought as Mark continued.

“As much as I enjoyed the fantasy, I would never have wanted you fucking a stranger you met in a bar. I didn’t know anyone else and I had no clue how to approach you with the idea until you sent me that email about the geek being your videographer. It all seemed too perfect.”

“Wow,” Maryanne said quietly. I seconded that wow. Definitely a slut wife fetish but as long as I’m the sexual recipient, what the fuck do I care what he fantasizes about. “Time to come clean, what else do you fantasize about?” she asked him. Mark just looked at us without saying anything.

“You never know, I might be fantasizing about the same thing,” Maryanne prompted him. “Would you have ever thought that I would love having a cock in my mouth and my pussy at the same time? This is your chance, out with it,” she teased.

“Both of us fucking you at the same time,” Mark blurted out. “Like the dildos.”

“Double penetration?” she smiled broadly. Mark just nodded. Holy fuck! I wasn’t sure how I felt about that but it didn’t look like they were asking for my opinion.

“Ronnie?” Maryanne asked, turning towards me. “You want the front or the back?” She was laughing at my jaw dropping expression and I was unable to speak.

“I’ll give the kid a thrill and let him have your ass,” Mark said magnanimously until he saw the look Maryanne gave him. “Shit! Are you fucking kidding me?” he asked incredulously. “You two have been busy!” He was laughing and I was still staring at my sister. Nothing in my brain was working. We were going to double fuck my sister?

“It’s pretty late to get started with something like this tonight,” Maryanne came to my rescue again. “We’ve already had a busy night, let’s save something for tomorrow.”

“You’re right,” Mark said, picking up cues from my sister. “That will give us all something to look forward to.”

I kissed my sister and rolled off the bed. A three-some was one thing but I wasn’t about to sleep with them.

“Good night, Ronnie,” Maryanne said. “I love you.”

“Love you too, Sis,” I answered. Fuck! What a day. I took one last look at my sister’s gloriously naked body before I hit the doorway.

“Good night, Sport,” Mark said, pointing his finger like it’s the barrel of a pistol and playfully pulling the trigger. I had apparently graduated from geek to sport by fucking his wife while he watched. I wonder what I’ll be after tomorrow night.

I slept fitfully, tossing and turning, my mind racing uncontrollably through every threesome porn video I had ever seen. My cock remained stiff and swollen all night as I imagined Mark and I double fucking my sister.

I awoke still tired but more confident than ever that I didn’t want to do this. What I really wanted was to have Maryanne all to myself like we were before Mark got home. I wished he would deploy again so I could go back to sleeping with my sister, taking showers together and waking up to a morning blowjob. Okay, it wasn’t fair or even anchored in reality but that’s how I felt.

“What do you think?” Maryanne asked as we drove to work the next morning.

“About what?” I joked and then ducked as the back of her hand smacked my arm. “I think it’s kind of weird, Sis.” I answered honestly. “What do you think?”

“I’ve actually fantasized about it,” my sister said cautiously, waiting for me to respond. “You’ve seen me with the dildos, Ronnie. Sometimes I imagine they’re your cocks; yours and Mark’s.

“Really?” I asked, continually shocked by her sexual revelations. “I’ll do anything you want, Sis.”

“I know you will, Geek,” she smiled. “But I don’t want you to do anything that would weird you out. “

“Too late,” I countered, enjoying the banter with my sister as I considered my options.

“Will we ever get to fuck like we used to,” I asked the question that had been lingering since Mark first orchestrated my return to my sister’s pussy. “Without an audience, I mean.”

“Mark won’t be home forever,” Maryanne said quietly. We drove on in silence and my sister looked like she was contemplating whether to tell me something.

“What?” I finally asked just before we got to work.

“Mark already has orders,” she blurted out. “He told me last night that he’s going back to Iraq.”

“I thought they couldn’t send him back in again.” I said, empathizing with my sister while my cock lurched at the thought of going back to the way we were.

“He volunteered,” she almost whispered. “He said it’s the only thing he knows and that he’s really good at it. He wants this to be his career.”

“I’m sorry, Sis,” I told her. “I know this isn’t what you had planned.

“I’m just so glad I have you, Ronnie,” she said, resting her hand on my thigh as she turned into a parking space. “That’s why I think we should do this,” she continued, turning towards me as she shut off the ignition. “He’ll be gone in three weeks and I want him to have everything he wants while he’s here.”

“Sure,” I said, “whatever you want,” I answered even though I still thought it was going to be weird.

“Thanks, Ronnie,” Maryanne said. “Who knows, you might even enjoy it,” she laughed as she opened her car door.

“Who knows?” I echoed. No doubt I would enjoy anything having to do with my sister’s naked body. I opened the employee door for her and covertly squeezed her ass cheek as she walked past me.

“Watch it,” she smiled over her shoulder.

“I was,” I teased as Maryanne headed for the front of the store and I turned towards the warehouse. Our prospective threesome dominated my thoughts all day long. By the time Maryanne and I left for home I was determined to make this a very memorable evening for all of us. I would play Mark’s game and feed his voyeuristic, slut-wife fetish, especially if it meant making my sister happy.

I admit I had mixed feelings about his deployment. I hated that he was going back to Irag again but at the same time I was excited for things to get back to normal for Maryanne and I. Okay, I admit my definition of normal, having incestuous relations with my sister at her husband’s behest, doesn’t exactly meet too many people’s definition of the word, but it had been my normal all summer and hopefully it would be again.

We didn’t discuss the threesome on the way home. Maryanne started dinner while Mark and I watched TV and no one brought it up during dinner even thought it was hanging in the air like a thunder cloud ready to strike at a moment’s notice.

“Can we get started now?” Maryanne asked anxiously after we had finished dinner and the dishwasher was filled. With Mark nodding vigorously, we adjourned to the bedroom in silent agreement. As we quickly stripped ourselves naked, it was obvious that Mark and I were both more than ready. Maybe I would enjoy this after all.

“Okay, how are we going to do this?” I asked. Mark and Maryanne looked at each other with raised eyebrows but offered no hint of how they saw the mechanics of this working. Good thing I had watched all those porn videos.

“Okay, I think Mark should be on his back,” I said, taking charge like I was directing another video. “Maryanne can straddle you with your cock in her pussy.” I pointed Mark to the center of the bed and he crawled up into place. Maryanne fetched the lubricant as I continued my description.

“I’ll crouch behind you,” I explained to Maryanne as she began lubricating her asshole. “If you lean all the way forward onto Mark’s chest I should have easy access to your ass.” They were both smiling and nodding like they thought I knew what the hell I was doing.

Maryanne set the lubricant on the nightstand and crawled onto the bed. She paused at Mark’s cock to give it a couple of quick licks before she swung her leg over and impaled herself on him.

“Hmmm,” Mark moaned as Maryanne wiggled into position. He tweaked her taut nipples as I continued to give direction.

“We’ll have to time our strokes so one of us is pulling out while the other is pushing in,” I added, remembering how Maryanne had used the two dildos.

“Here we go,” I said as she leaned forward, pressing her tits against Mark’s chest. I crouched behind her, balancing myself with my feet on either side of my brother-in-law’s legs. I tried not to stare at her pussy lips stretched tightly around her husband’s cock or think about how close my balls would be to his. How could this be so abnormal and yet so arousing at the same time?

“Ready when you are,” she said as I watched her visibly relax. Positioning my hard-on against her lubricated opening, I inched forward and pressed the head of my cock into her ass.

“Mmm,” Maryanne murmured her approval. With my hands on her curvaceous hips, I pushed forward only to stop abruptly when I felt myself rub against Mark’s cock through the thin membrane separating her two holes. I don’t know why I wasn’t expecting this but it was so unnerving to be rubbing my cock against another cock, even if it is inside my sister’s sexy ass.

“Don’t stop, Ronnie,” Maryanne chastised me and I thrust forward burying my cock in her compact back channel.

“You okay, Sis,” I asked

“More than okay! How about you guys?” Maryanne answered, squirming a little to get both cocks seated inside of her just right.

“I’m good,” Mark answered.

“Me too,” I said. “Let’s see if we can get a rhythm going.” Maryanne started a slow back and forth rocking motion on Mark’s cock with me moving right with her at first. Once she got a nice rhythm going I pulled out in counterpoint to Mark’s penetration.

“Oh fuck!” Maryanne screamed. “This is so perfect!” she moaned as we alternately glided in and out of her pussy and ass like pistons in a well-tuned engine.

With the double cock assault, Maryanne lost control quickly.

“Harder! Harder!” she cried, frantically rocking on Mark’s cock, grinding her clit against his pelvic bone while I pounded her snug ass. Still holding her hips I was slamming into her so hard that my balls slapped against Mark’s cock. I tried not to think about that, especially since the added stimulation wasn’t at all unpleasant.

“Oh god!” Maryanne cried. “I’m fucking cumming!” She stepped up her rhythm and her orgasm rumbled through her body like a runaway locomotive, picking up steam on a collision course with the two cocks pumping in and out of her ass and pussy. I was right behind her; unable to hold back once her ass started contracting around my cock.

“AHHHhhhhhhhhhhh!” Maryanne groaned as each successive shock wracked her body and our two cocks erupted in unison inside her quivering holes. I jerkily deposited my load inside her tight ass and then collapsed against her back, panting for breath. I could feel Maryanne’s heart pounding through her back and heard Mark’s labored attempts to suck air into his lungs.

“Wow!” Mark said, once he had caught his breath.

Mark may have been the first to speak but I was the first to move. Pulling my cock from my sister’s cum-filled ass, I ran my hands over her smooth ass cheeks but didn’t put them anywhere near her cock-filled pussy.

“You are fucking amazing,” I said, caressing the smooth round curves of her beautiful ass.

“Yes she is!” Mark agreed. I playfully slapped her ass and flopped down beside them on the bed. Maryanne made no attempt to remove her pussy from Mark’s cock; in fact she was already starting another slow rocking motion. Fuck!

“Go clean up, Ronnie,” my sister whispered. “I want to suck you while Mark fucks me.”

I was in and out of the shower in about three minutes with my cock scrubbed clean and ready for my sister’s mouth. She was still doing a slow motion roll on Mark’s cock, coaxing it back to life when I returned to their bedroom and she motioned me over to the bed.

“I want to suck you while I ride Mark’s cock,” she repeated. I climbed onto the bed and tried to stand next to her but the bed was too soft and I kept losing my balance.

“We need to do this on the floor,” I said, jumping off the bed. Maryanne disengaged herself from Mark’s cock and stood next to me. While Mark was scooting off the bed, I pulled my sister into a full body embrace, my cock pressing against her pubic mound. I kissed her hard and her lips parted letting my tongue slide into her mouth. Grabbing my ass cheeks, she ground her pussy against my hard cock as our tongues danced inside her warm mouth.

“You guys are so hot,” Mark said as he wrapped his arms around his wife and pressed himself against her back.

“Mmm,” Maryanne sighed. “We’re a human sandwich,” she laughed. She wiggled her ass against Mark’s cock while rocking her pussy mound against mine.

“Let’s do this,” I said, stepping back. “Mark, if you lie down on the floor, Maryanne can ride you and I can stand next to her. I think I’ll be at the right height.”

It worked perfectly. Maryanne sucked me off while she bounced on Mark’s cock and we all climaxed within minutes of each other. The only complaint was from Mark who thought the floor was too hard.

“That’s not the only thing that was hard,” Maryanne laughed as she cleaned my cock with her tongue. I got hard again and we switched places. Mark was right about the floor but who the fuck cared? Not me.

During the three weeks that remained before Mark left we repeated variations of this same position.

“I’m in cock heaven!” Maryanne screamed one morning after I climaxed inside her pussy and Mark shot a load of cum into her mouth. “I’m never in want for a hard cock when I need it,” she laughed.

Sometimes the two of us would fuck her in succession, taking turns one right after the other like a lover with a perpetual erection. Sometimes she would suck one of us while the other one fucked her. We only tried the double penetration one more time and I still found it weird to feel another cock pressing against me while we fucked.

Before leaving, Mark made me promise to keep sending videos. I assured him that wouldn’t be a problem. The last night before he left, instead of a big threesome finale I stayed with my parents to give them some privacy. They told me I didn’t have to but I figured they should have one night alone together.

With Mark gone, Maryanne and I quickly settled back into our old routine. Fucking every morning, making videos every evening and sleeping together every night. I even figured out a way to shoot fuck videos for Mark that wouldn’t expose our incestuous relationship. I used camera angles that presented an erotic view of Maryanne but only showed my dick entering her pussy or her mouth. Mark would know it was me but there would be nothing compromising for anyone else to see. Well, if you don’t count him watching videos of someone else fucking his wife. At least no one would know it was her brother.

As you can imagine, Maryanne was my savior throughout my freshman year of college. She was mentor, coach, advocate, relationship advisor and so much more. Of course, she was also my lover and despite her encouragement to the contrary I didn’t want anyone else.

She eventually got her way right after the semester break when, true to her prediction, I met a woman who took my breath away. A stunning African-American sophomore who was as intellectual and sassy as she was beautiful. But that’s a whole other story.

Chapter 03

“All I’m saying is that you are missing out on a lot of fun, Ron. Dating is a ritual of growing up that you shouldn’t just ignore.”

I love my sister but she could pick the most inopportune times to bring up my lack of dating. Like this time, she was sitting astride my morning hard-on, undulating her hips with an incredibly slow movement that she called foreplay fucking. She said that in the absence of other foreplay like oral stimulation, fingering, etc., this would build her arousal toward a nice vaginal orgasm. Whatever, it felt great and I wished she would just stop talking and let me enjoy it.

“You didn’t date in high school and now here you are getting ready to start your second semester of college the same way,” Maryanne continued without giving me a chance to respond. With my hands on her thighs, I tried to speed up her rhythm to no avail.

“So what you’re saying is,” I sighed, while moving my hand up to caress her rippling breasts. “I should subject myself to ego-busting rejection, spend money I don’t have on movies, dinner or whatever, make my clumsy attempts at small talk in an effort to find common interests, all in the hopes that after eight or ten dates I might get laid?” I raised my eyebrows in an exaggerated smirk as I watched her gently rocking on my cock.

“Maybe I should cut you off,” she teased, raising her eyebrows in a mock challenge. At least I hoped it was. “Maybe then you would have an incentive to start dating.”

“You’d be cutting yourself off too,” I retorted cockily as she finally picked up her rhythm.

“I was doing fine without you,” she smiled coyly. “You’ve seen my dildo collection.”

“Can your dildos do this?” I asked, pinching her nipples and tweaking the tips just the way she liked.

“Ooooo!” she squealed, rocking faster on my eager cock. I bucked my hips to match her accelerated rhythm.

“Or this?” I continued as I dropped one hand to her pussy, rotating my thumb lightly against her swollen clit.

“Oh fuck!” Maryanne cried, rocking faster, bouncing higher and nearly thwarting my thumb’s circular motion on her clit. Mission accomplished. Conversation over.

“Oh yeah!” My sister went crazy, rocking frantically with an intensified rhythm until her pussy-clutching orgasm sparked a gushing release from my cock and we exploded together in a mutually satisfying climax, leaving us both breathless.

“Come on, Geek,” she prodded moments later as she jumped off my cock. “Get showered. You don’t want to be late for school.

“It’d be your fault again,” I said, swatting her naked ass before ducking into my bathroom. We had started showering separately on weekdays to keep from getting distracted and being late. It had happened more than once.

I showered, dressed, grabbed a Pop Tart to eat on the way, and arrived at school with seconds to spare and a big smile on my face. God, I love my sister! Our morning ritual is the best part of my day.

Dashing in the back door of my Physics Lab just as the professor was walking in the front door was not a good way to start the semester. I whipped my eyes around checking out the seating. A middle aisle split the room into two rows of worktables, each with two stools. I quickly identified the few people I knew sitting at each table but those were all full.

Before I could sweep my eyes across the room a second time, someone waved at me, hurriedly motioning me over. I looked around to make sure this beautiful, brown-skinned goddess was actually motioning to me. She smiled and jabbed her finger at me, motioning again for me to take the stool next to her.

“Hi,” I whispered hesitantly as I eyed her black sweater curving lasciviously around her generous breasts. “I’m Ron.” I added as I tried to focus on her face but caught my eyes drifting downwards towards her tits.

“I know, Freshy,” she whispered back, using the common slang for freshman. “Katrina Johnston,” she added sticking out her hand. I shook it as my eyes dropped farther down to the shapely expanse of nylon-covered thighs visible below her mini-skirt. She nodded toward the front of the classroom where the professor was waiting patiently for the class to give him their undivided attention.

He introduced himself, reviewed the curriculum and told us we would be selecting lab partners for the entire semester today. I tried to covertly check out Katrina as he spoke but every time I glanced at her, she was looking at me and I looked away. A few minutes into the class, the professor asked us to introduce ourselves to the person next to us, giving me a chance to look at her more closely.

“I’m… um… not sure why you… I mean I’m glad you did, but…” Damn it! This is why I don’t date! I get tongue-tied whenever I’m around a good-looking woman. And Katrina wasn’t just good-looking she was stunning.

“You were the only freshman in the advanced Physics class,” Katrina jumped in before I made a complete ass of myself. “You became treasurer of the Physics Club,” she continued with her eyebrows raised in wonder about how I had accomplished that. “You were the only one who appeared to have read and understood the textbook.”

“I love this text book,” I said, pointing to the book in front of her. “I read it when I was in High School. One of the reasons I applied here was because of this author.” The other reason was it was close to my sister’s house but I didn’t share that detail. “I was hoping to take his class but they said he retired this year.”

“He did,” she said, nodding. “He wasn’t a young man and he kept forgetting things. But now he’s making a nuisance of himself at home with nothing to do.” It was my turn to raise my eyebrows.

“You know him?” I asked excitedly. Katrina pointed to the author’s last name on the textbook: Johnston.

“Holy crap!” I said. “He’s your father?”

“Grandfather,” she smiled, her whole face beaming with pride. “I read this whole book when I was in high school too, but I was proofreading it and didn’t fully understand everything then.” We talked about what it was like having a famous professor as her grandfather and I pointed out a couple of his theories that particularly intrigued me.

“At least when you start talking about physics you quit gawking at my tits,” Katrina said matter-of-factly just as the professor called us back together. “I was afraid I was going to have to find different lab partner,” she laughed.

“I’m sorry,” I stammered, my face beet read and my eyes inadvertently dropping to her breasts again.

“Stop that,” she teased, slapping my arm.

“I’m sorry!”

“So you said… twice,” she whispered. “They’re just tits,” she smiled.

“Yeah, and a Ferrari is just a car,” I retorted. Not thinking before I spoke.

“You didn’t just say that!” she said, stifling a laugh but it looked like she took it as a compliment. She picked up her pen and started taking notes. Shit! My cock was rock hard and I could hardly pay attention to what the professor was saying, something about an initial project that was due next week. By the time we were gathering up our books to leave, I was completely lost.

“What do you think, Freshy?” Katrina asked, juggling her books against her ample bosom. About what? The assignment? Her tits? About the cushiony place her books were leaning?

“You tell me, Miss Professor’s granddaughter,” I answered, trying not to give away my lack of attentiveness in class.

“I think we should do number 2, it’ll be fun and it’s the area you seem to like the best.” I nodded but didn’t have a clue what she was talking about.

“Perfect!” I said. “Do you want to meet outside of class to get started,” I offered hopefully.

“Didn’t he just say he was going to give us sufficient time next class period?” she asked. Hell if I know. “Or are you just looking for more gawking time?” she added, glancing at the bulge in the front of my jeans.

“No!” I insisted, turning sideways and hoping I wasn’t too obvious. “I was… I guess you’re right he did say that.” She cocked her head to the side and appeared to be studying me.

“Tell you what,” she said, apparently making up her mind. “I’ll give you one minute of gawking time at the beginning of each class and then we’ll focus on our physics projects.” My mouth must have dropped open because as she turned to leave she added with a chuckle, “but no drooling!”

“What about your ass?” I whispered as she passed me by. “Can I gawk at that?” I couldn’t believe I said that out loud.

“Why not,” she shrugged. “Everyone else does.” She was smiling as she brushed past me and I watched her ass sway suggestively under her tight skirt all the way to the doorway. Fuck! What a smart, sassy, sexy woman. On my way out of the room I took note of the professor’s website where we were assured all of our assignments would be posted.

“She said what?” Maryanne asked when I described my encounter with Katrina.

“She said I could gawk at her tits for one minute at the beginning of each class,” I smiled as I took another bite of roast. My sister just shook her head.

“You are so going to get laid!” she shouted, extending her hand for a high-five.

“I know,” I answered as I slapped her hand. “Right after dinner, I hope.”

“No, I mean this woman is perfect for you,” Maryanne continued as I gobbled up the last of my vegetables. My sister really is the best cook.

“I just met her,” I argued, but secretly hoped she was right.

“Ronnie, just don’t be a geek about this gawking thing,” she warned me as we cleaned up the dishes and headed for the bedroom to shoot a video for Mark.

“What do you mean?” I asked, stripping off my clothes and getting the camera ready.

“I mean,” she said turning towards me as she shook her bra loose, releasing her flawless breasts. “Don’t actually do it.” I marveled at the way she just let her bra drop to her hands and tossed it aside without a thought.

“Why not,” I countered. “Don’t you think she wants me to?”

“Yes!” Maryanne answered with an exaggerated sigh. “That’s exactly why you shouldn’t.” Really? That makes perfect sense. I shook my head as I watched my sister peel her thong down her long, shapely legs. Her neatly trimmed pussy never failed to generate a reaction from my cock and it was pointing right at her by the time she crawled up on the bed.

“What are we doing today?” I asked as I grabbed the camera.

“You said you wanted to do something with the tripod,” she answered. “But first…” She wrapped her hand around my aroused cock and scooted to the edge of the bed.

“Mmmm,” I moaned as my sister sucked my cockhead into her warm mouth and bobbed her head a few times.

“Just warming you up, Geek,” she smiled. “Get the camera ready.”

With Maryanne on her hands and knees near the foot of the bed, I positioned the camera to the side, zooming in enough to get all the action without showing me above my stomach.

“Let yourself go, Sis,” I directed as I positioned my hard cock against the moist entrance to her love canal. “I want the camera to see your tits swinging wildly.”

“Sure you do. They’re not your tits getting bruised,” she laughed, making me wonder what Katrina’s much larger tits would look like swinging from her chest. I plunged balls deep into my sister in one thrust.

“Oopmh,” she stifled a moan as I grabbed her hips and pounded her pussy mercilessly. Her tits moved exactly as I hoped they would and the camera captured it perfectly. I was glad I didn’t have to worry about how my face looked in these videos. I never wanted to see it contorted the way Mark’s was when he fucked Maryanne. The video was edited and emailed in less than an hour.

“Just be yourself tomorrow, Ronnie,” my sister said later that night as we got ready for bed.

“If I did that, I’d be gawking at her tits,” I joked.

“Just focus on the physics,” she said, turning off the light and snuggling against me. The physics of how her bra held those babies up was what I wanted to focus on.

“I will, Sis,” I said, kissing her good night.

I dreamt of Katrina, picturing her milk chocolate colored breasts tipped with thick black nipples. In my dream, she teasingly offered them to me during our physics lab while everyone else worked on their projects, seemingly oblivious to her nakedness. I squeezed her large breasts and sucked on her erect nipples as she admonished me not to drool.

“Dreaming about anyone I know?” Maryanne asked, jolting me out of my dream. “Looks like you need some late night attention,” she said, scooting down on the bed and taking my throbbing cock into her warm mouth.

“Oh yeah!” I cried as my sister slid her lips down the length of my shaft and her tongue danced along the sensitive ridges.

“Don’t let me interrupt your fantasy,” she said, taking a breath. “Close your eyes, Ronnie, and envision it’s her.” My over active imagination coupled with my sister’s expertise made me cum so hard my whole body was shaking. Fuck! That’s the way to fantasize. I wondered if this was what my sister’s role-playing was all about.

“Damn, Geek,” Maryanne said, wiping cum from her chin. “She must really be something.”

“She is,” I panted as we snuggled together and went back to sleep.

“Remember, don’t even look at her tits,” my sister reminded me as I left for school the next day.

“Got it, Sis,” I kissed her hard on the mouth and squeezed her firm ass before grabbing my books and heading out the door.

“Hey Katrina,” I said, looking only at her face as I took the stool next to her. “I want to apologize for yesterday,” I said. If possible she looked even sexier today. She was wearing a beige blouse that buttoned up the front and another short, tight skirt.

“For what? You did nothing to apologize for,” she whispered, leaning closer and exposing the tops of her light brown globes through the gape in her blouse. Had I been inclined to look, I would have gotten a great view of her generous cleavage.

“I was rude,” I whispered back. “You are a very attractive woman but it was sexist of me to gawk at you the way I did. I’m sorry.” I turned towards the table.

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” she whispered, laying her hand on my arm. “No need to apologize. Does this mean you don’t want your minute of gawking time,” she teased.

“Nah, let’s just work on the project,” I laughed like she had been making a joke but if I wasn’t mistaken she seemed a little disappointed.

We worked well together and complemented each other’s abilities. Katrina was great at setting up a hypothesis and I was thorough in the documentation of our experiments. Every once in a while I would catch her looking at me with a curious expression but I did my best to ignore her gorgeous tits for the entire class period.

“I’ll type this all up and email it to you so you can review it,” I said at the end of the class period.

“Thanks, Freshy,” Katrina said. “You’re good at this.”

“So are you,” I said, catching myself before my eyes dropped to her chest.

“See you tomorrow,” she smiled. I risked a glance as she walked past me, and damn if she hadn’t undone the second button on her blouse. I could see most of her left breast before it disappeared into a black, lacy bra. My cock sprung to attention at the sight of her mocha colored orb. Fuck! Maybe my sister was right. Maybe she wants me to look at them. I followed the exaggerated sway of her hips as she walked out of the classroom and wondered where this might lead.

“How was your day, Geek?” Maryanne asked as she walked in the door.

“I could use some relief,” I smiled as I helped her with the grocery bags.

“That good, huh?” she laughed, setting the last bag on the kitchen table. I spun her around into a full embrace, squeezed her against me as I plunged my tongue into her mouth. We didn’t even bother with the bedroom. Stripping each other naked, we fucked right there in the kitchen with Maryanne leaning against the sink and me pounding into her from behind.

“Oh yeah! Harder!” she screamed as I dug my fingers into her hips and pummeled her pussy for all I was worth. I closed my eyes and pictured Katrina’s dark breasts, wondering how they would feel in my hands. I imagined her round ass and how her pussy would envelop my hard cock.

“Oh, FUCK!” Maryanne cried, interrupting my reverie. I slammed into her three more times and then we were both cumming. I jerkily shot several loads of cum into my sister’s hot, pulsating pussy as she tightened her muscles around my cock and I collapsed against her back.

“Tell me about your day,” Maryanne whispered once she’d caught her breath. I extracted my spent cock from her soggy pussy before answering her.

“It was fun,” I answered cryptically as I pulled her against me and we enjoyed another long, passionate kiss.

“Tell me what happened,” she said, pushing me away. “Did you gawk?”

“You were so right, Sis,” I said as I described my entire day, including my glance at Katrina’s tits at the end of class.

“I told you she wanted you to look!” Maryanne said excitedly. “The question is: what else does she want you to do?” She raised her eyebrows and smirked at me.

“You tell me,” I answered. “You’re the expert.”

“I think you should ask her out,” my sister said. “But I think you should wait a week or so. See how she handles the next few days.”

I did what my sister suggested, continuing to ignore Katrina’s breasts for the rest of the week. It was like she took it as a challenge, wearing blouses that showed more cleavage and leaning closer so I couldn’t miss the view. She was definitely hard to ignore and my cock was aching by the time I got home from school.

Maryanne kept encouraging me to play hard to get while taking good care of my throbbing hard-on when she got home from work.

The following Monday, at my sister’s suggestion, I tried to conjure up the courage to ask Katrina out but she practically beat me to it.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have given up your gawking rights,” she said when she caught me glancing down her blouse at the end of class. Three of her buttons were undone and she was wearing an even skimpier bra.

“Maybe you should just show them to me,” I retorted as I gathered up my stuff. “Then we wouldn’t have to keep playing this game.” I laughed.

“I wouldn’t do that unless we were on a date,” she said. I just shrugged as I walked her to the door. Stopping in the classroom doorway, she turned and blocked my way.

“I said, I wouldn’t do that unless we were on a date,” she repeated, standing next to me and looking at me quizzically.

“Um…” Damn! I can be so fucking slow at times. “Would you like to go out Friday night?” I stammered.

“Where?” she asked as we moved out of the doorway to let others exit the classroom.

“Wherever you want to go.”

“No,” she said. “I’ll go out with you but you have to at least ask me to go somewhere specific, not just, would I like to go somewhere and show you my tits.” She was smiling but I could tell I had better come up with something quickly.

“Katrina,” I said, looking her in the eyes. “Would you like to come over for dinner Friday night? You could meet my sister and we could catch a movie afterwards.” I smiled as I awaited her reply.

“I’d love to,” she said, her eyes dancing with enthusiasm. “Do you want to pick me up at my dorm or should I meet you there?”

“It wouldn’t be a proper date if I didn’t pick you up.”

“No it wouldn’t,” she said, smiling. “And it is a date.” She leaned up and kissed me on the cheek, letting her tits brushing against my arm before she turned and headed to her next class.

The week flew by. I loved working with Katrina on our physics projects. We got more comfortable every day and our bantering became even more flirtatious. By the time I picked her up on Friday night there was none of the usual first date anxiety.

She was ready right on time and met me in the lobby of her dorm. Wearing a light green blouse and black curve-hugging stretch pants, she smiled and kissed me on the cheek. As she walked towards my car, I admired the way her tight pants perfectly outlined her sexy ass.

The dinner was a huge success. Katrina and Maryanne hit it off famously, almost ignoring me as they talked fashion, celebrities, movies, and music as if they had been best friends forever. At Katrina’s suggestion we skipped the movie and got out the Settlers of Catan game. I won but Maryanne and Katrina insisted I had cheated.

“How did I cheat?” I asked as we put the game away.

“By being a geek,” Maryanne laughed.

“Yeah,” Katrina jumped in. “You took the whole thing way too seriously,” she laughed. “You took advantage of us.” God, I would love to take advantage of them.

“You guys are just poor losers,” I teased. “You were too distracted with your celebrity conversations to pay attention to the game.”

“Exactly!” Katrina said, slapping me on the arm. “That’s how you took advantage of us.” Maryanne raised her eyebrows at me, knowing exactly what I was thinking.

Katrina said goodnight to my sister and I walked her to my car. As I started to turn the key, she put her hand on my wrist to stop me. I looked over and she was unbuttoning her blouse.

“I don’t want to do this in front of my dorm,” she said. “But I promised you could see them.”

“Wait,” I said, it was my turn to put my hand on her wrist.

“What?” she asked.

“I’m a geek and I don’t date a lot but I know this isn’t the way it’s usually done.”

“You don’t want to see my tits?” she asked, clearly surprised.

“I would love to see your tits,” I responded. “I fantasize about your tits, but… I don’t know.” Damn, this wasn’t coming out right. “Maybe I’m old fashioned or some kind of hopeless romantic but… I mean, we haven’t even kissed and you’re ready to show me your tits. Doesn’t this usually progress differently?” Katrina buttoned up her blouse and just stared at me.

“You fantasize about my tits?” she asked quietly. I just nodded.

“What do they look like in your fantasy?” she asked, teasingly.

“They’re beautiful, soft with thick black nipples,” I admitted sheepishly.

“Mmmm,” she smiled.

“What do you mean, mmmm?” I asked. “Aren’t you going to confirm my description?”

“I gave you your chance to see them for yourself and you declined,” she laughed, settling back in her seat. I started the engine and we drove in silence for a few minutes.

“I love your sister,” Katrina said as I drove her home.

“So do I,” I answered without revealing how often that happened.

“I’m really jealous,” she said.

“Of my sister?” I inquired, wondering if we had somehow given ourselves away.

“No, silly,” she sighed. “Of the two of you – your relationship. I’m an only child. I think I missed a lot by not having any siblings.” She didn’t know the half of it.

“My sister has always been there for me,” I answered.

“And I’m sure you’ve been there for her, too,” she smiled. “Does it bother you that she calls you geek?”

“No, she means it in the most endearing way.”

“Would you mind if I called you geek?” she asked.

“It’s better than freshy,” I answered, smiling at her.

“Then geek it is!” she announced.

“As long as you call me Ron or Ronnie when we’re in the throes of passion,” I added.

“The throes of passion?” she asked incredulously. “You don’t even want to see my tits and you’ve got us in the throes of passion? When is this going to happen?”

“On one of our next dates,” I answered sounding more confident than I felt.

“Oh, when do you think our next date should be?” she asked, coyly.

“Is tomorrow too soon?”

“I think I’m available. What would you like to do?” she asked, sounding more pleased than she had since I declined to see her tits.

“Maybe we could see that movie we didn’t see tonight,” I offered.

“I’d love to, Geek,” she laughed, nearly blushing at her use of my nickname.

I walked her to her dorm room and she gave me a hug before opening her door. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her long and hard while our bodies conformed to each other. Her lips parted invitingly and my tongue slipped inside as she pulled me closer. Our tongues danced excitedly around each other but our hands barely moved.

“Mmmm, that was nice,” she whispered as we broke the kiss. I was still holding her when she leaned back and pulled her blouse and bra away from her left breast, exposing the dark areola and thick black nipple to my view. “Fuel for your fantasy, Ronnie,” she whispered, kissing me quickly on the lips before she opened her door.

“See you tomorrow,” she said as she slipped inside her room and closed the door. Damn! The sight of her bare breast was mesmerizing – even more beautiful than I had imagined. Her nipple was thick, black and appeared to be aroused. I knew my cock definitely was. Time to get home to my sister.

“You stopped her?” my sister asked disbelievingly as I described taking Katrina home. We were naked on her bed. I was lying on my back with Maryanne’s head on my stomach as she stroked my hard cock.

“I didn’t want her to just show me her tits. How romantic is that?” I asked.

“But she showed you anyway. Are you sorry she did?”

“No, not at all,” I answered as Maryanne started licking around my cockhead. “The way she did it was perfect, especially after that long kiss.”

“And you’re seeing her tomorrow?” she asked with a mischievous smile.

“Yes,” I answered, wishing my sister would get on with the blowjob.

“Maybe you should save yourself for her,” Maryanne said, sitting up on her heels as she continued to stroke my saliva-covered cock.

“Maybe not,” I pleaded with my eyes. She just laughed and sucked my hard cock back into her warm mouth.

Maryanne made a sly comment about me not lasting long but then proceeded to suck me hard again and mounted my rigid shaft for a wild, mutually fulfilling ride.

“She really is beautiful, Geek,” Maryanne said as we snuggled together in our post-coital intimacy. “Thick, black nipples, huh?” she asked quietly.

“Yeah, thick and long,” I whispered, reliving my quick view of her breast.

“I wouldn’t mind sucking on those myself,” she teased as she settled into her sleeping position. What the fuck! I would pay to see that!

As you can imagine, my dreams were filled with images of a threesome with Katrina and my sister. I awoke fully recovered and ready for our accustomed morning fuck.

Since it was Saturday morning, I let Maryanne sleep while I daydreamed about my date with Katrina. I was picking her up at her dorm after lunch so we could see an early movie and have dinner afterwards. Surprisingly, I wasn’t just thinking about her thick nipples or the taste of her lips. I thought about her radiant smile and the way she crinkled her nose when she was working on a particularly complex problem. I thought about the way she would hit my arm when I made a smart-ass remark and of course, I thought about her lovely ass.

Maryanne snuggled up to me and reached for my cock before she even opened her eyes. With a light stroking, she fed me into her mouth and licked all around my cockhead. Damn!

“Sure you don’t want to save yourself for your date?” she teased, releasing my cock and turning her face towards mine.

“I’ll be fine,” I answered, hoping she wasn’t serious.

“I know you will,” she answered while positioning herself between my outstretched legs. “You’ll be more than fine,” she said as she licked and teased my cock until I was humping my ass off the bed trying to drive the length of it down her throat.

“But just in case, you’re only going to cum once this morning,” she laughed as she scooted up and swung one leg over me.

“One measly little cum?” I whined playfully as Maryanne impaled herself on my throbbing shaft, her hot pussy juices coating my cock while her muscles tightened around me.

“Yup!” she said as she set a steady rhythm and I reached for her bouncing breasts. “This is what you want to do to her, isn’t it?” she asked.

“Yes,” I panted as I squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples.

“Mmmm,” Maryanne sighed. “Think her pussy will be as tight as mine?” she whispered as she leaned forward and rolled her hips, driving my aching cock deeper into her love channel.

“Probably tighter,” I teased.

“Her ass looks like it is more round than mine,” she said, rocking faster as I twisted her taut nipples.

“Her breasts are larger, too,” I smiled.

“Maybe you won’t need me anymore,” Maryanne said, intentionally baiting me.

“We’ve only had one date,” I countered, having difficulty continuing the conversation when my cock was getting ready to explode.

“But you see each other at school every day,” she panted as she bounced higher on my cock, landing harder each time.

“Oh God! Sis,” I moaned, pulling my hands from her breasts and grabbing her hips to help keep the rhythm going. “I’m about to cum!” I announced.

“Me too!” she screamed. “Just… a little… bit… more!” she cried, each word punctuated with a downward thrust onto my swollen cock. With my hands on her hips, I slammed her down on my cock, smashing her clit against my pelvic bone and driving her over the edge. I had held back as long as I could but finally let loose a torrent of cum just as my sister clamped her pussy muscles around my convulsing cock.

“OhhhhhhHHHHHH! FUCK!” Maryanne screamed as the force of her orgasm shredded any composure she had left and she bucked wildly on my spurting cock. Gasping for breath, she collapsed on my chest.

I slid my hands around to her ass cheeks, squeezing affectionately as I kissed the top of her head.

“Seeing each other at school every day doesn’t mean we’re going to fuck on the second date,” I whispered, continuing our conversation.

“It doesn’t mean you won’t,” she responded, brushing her lips across mine.

I was showered and dressed, eating lunch in the kitchen when Maryanne came back from running errands.

“I got you these just in case,” she said, handing me a three pack of condoms. I blushed despite the intimacy between us.

“It’s only the second date!” I insisted.

“Better to be prepared and not need them than to need one and not have it,” my sister stated profoundly.

“It’s never better not to need one,” I shot back, enjoying the light banter with my sister.

“Have fun, Geek,” Maryanne said, kissing me on the cheek like she was sending me off to my first day of kindergarten.

“Didn’t you pack me a lunch?” I teased, scooting through the door just in time for her intended swat to miss my ass.

“I love you, Sis,” I shouted just before I got to my car.

“Love you, too!” she called.

I arrived on campus about ten minutes early, found a parking place and was getting out of the car when I stopped and pulled out the condoms. I contemplated leaving them in the glove compartment. I actually put them in there and then pulled them back out and put them in my inside jacket pocket. It was only our second date.

“Are you Ron?” the girl in the dorm security room asked. “Here to see Katrina?”

“Yes,” I answered, wondering how she knew.

“She left word for me to just let you up,” she smiled, sliding the sign in log towards me. I scribbled my name on the log along with Katrina’s name and her room number and headed for the elevator.

“You look fabulous,” I said when she opened the door wearing tight jeans and a pale yellow blouse. Her hair and make up were perfect and she looked like a model. She obviously had taken some time to get herself ready for our date.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” she answered, kissing me on the cheek. That’s two kisses on the cheek in the last few minutes. “Come on in,” she said, sweeping her hand towards the small room she shared with another sophomore.

The room had enough space for two beds, two desks and a dresser with a TV on it. There was about a four by six area in the center of the room that wasn’t taken up with furniture.

“Cozy,” I said, looking around.

“Cramped you mean,” she laughed. “Sit down a minute. I want to ask you something.” She pointed towards her bed rather than the chair so I sat on the edge of her bed and she sat next to me.

“What?” I asked, as she put her arm around me and leaned closer.

“What if I told you,” she said, tracing the outline of my face with her finger, “that my roommate is out of town for the weekend?” She pressed her finger to my lips to keep me from responding.

“And what if I also told you that when you kissed me last night,” she brushed her moist lips across mine and then moved her mouth up to my ear, “you made me very wet,” she whispered. My cock responded instantly to her breathy announcement and my heart pounded in my chest.

“And what if I added that if you were to kiss me again like that I might make you do something about that wetness.” Her hand was now caressing my chest and she was flicking her tongue in my ear.

“Here’s the question,” she said as she started unbuttoning the front of my shirt. “Would you still want to go to a movie?” she asked, sliding her hand inside my shirt and brushing her palm over my nipples. Movie? What movie?

I turned towards her and removed her hand from my shirt. “What if,” I said, leaning her back on her bed and maneuvering my body over hers, “I told you that I would need to verify the wetness for myself?” I kissed her hard on the lips.

“And what if I needed to see it, touch it and taste it before I could decide?” An anxious moan escaped from her lips before I covered them with mine. Fuck! My sister knew exactly what she was talking about.

We kissed and ground our bodies together, groping awkwardly through our clothing until we were both breathless. I leaned up, locked eyes with her as I began unbuttoning her blouse. When I spread the material apart, her mocha-colored breasts came into view as they spilled out of her lacy black bra. I lightly kissed each one before moving back to her lips as I reached for the clasp.

The front clasp on the bra came apart easily, exposing her breasts to my gaze. She blushed when I got my first look at them, probably because I just stared at those gorgeous looking mounds. They were larger than Maryanne’s with wider areolas and thick nipples as dark as charcoal.

She smiled and neither of us said anything but there was intimacy in the silence. I smiled back as I lowered my mouth for a taste.

“Mmmm,” Katrina moaned as I sucked her nipple into my mouth and flicked my tongue across the tip. Her taut nipple protruded at least half an inch as I sucked and nibbled it to full arousal. Katrina continued to moan her approval as she ran her fingers through my hair and pulled my face tightly against her breast.

I switched to her other breast giving it the same treatment as I squeezed her soft flesh. With one hand massaging each breast, I moved my mouth back and forth between them, suckling and teasing until her moans indicated it was time to move on.

“Is there some wetness for me to taste?” I whispered as I unsnapped her jeans.

“Uh-huh,” she breathed, lifting her hips off the bed so I could pull her jeans down. She was wearing a thong that matched her bra and I could smell the sweet aroma of her arousal as I pulled her jeans off, tossing them on the floor.

Katrina anxiously spread her legs but I took a minute and helped her completely remove her blouse and bra. Naked except for the scanty thong, her body took my breath away.

“You are so beautiful,” I said quietly. “Like a goddess,” I added. “A breathtaking goddess.”

“You’re still dressed,” she answered.

“I’ll get undressed in a minute,” I answered, as I savored the vision of her. She was perfection personified. Her dark nipples and surrounding areolas stood out in stark contrast to her light brown breasts. Her skin darkened slightly around her navel and lightened again down her thighs.

“My wetness, remember?” Katrina teased as I continued to stare at her dazzling flesh.

“Patience,” I countered as I hooked my fingers in the sides of her thong and she raised up again so I could peel it down. Fuck! Her velvety, black pubic hair was trimmed into a small triangle above her splayed open pussy. Glistening with juice, she was definitely wet.

Positioning myself between her legs I reminded myself of my sister’s instructions: reconnoiter, dominate, retreat. I wanted to make Katrina cum harder than she thought possible so I began slowly licking all around her wet pussy, reconnoitering the area, as it were. Katrina was squirming on the bed, obviously anxious for my tongue to touch her sensitive opening. Not yet.

After licking the crevices between her pelvis and her thighs, I teased her slick pussy lips open with my finger, lightly smearing her moisture all around her outer labia.

“Oh Ron!” Katrina moaned, trying in vain to get my finger inside her steamy opening. Lifting her legs onto my shoulders I pushed her thighs up and licked all around her asshole with my tongue. Then, just like my sister taught me, I lightly flicked my tongue along her sensitive perineum.

“Ohmygod!” Katrina gasped when my tongue hit her pussy and I plunged in for a taste, dominating her pussy with my mouth. Lapping at her delectable nectar, I couldn’t help but make the comparison to my sister. Katrina had a subtle, more delicate flavor, not quite as overwhelming as Maryanne’s or maybe it’s just my imagination.

“That is so…” Katrina dug her fingers into my hair and bucked her pussy against my face. I slid my tongue up to her clit, lightly flicking it before sucking it into my mouth. I was just about to retreat and start over when Katrina’s whole body went rigid and she started shaking uncontrollably.

I wasn’t masochistic enough to stop then. I obviously misjudged how close she was so I just slurped the freely flowing juices as she rode out her orgasm.

When she finally pushed my face away, she was gasping for breath. I laid my cheek against her spongy pubic hair and watched the rise and fall of her breasts. Softly rubbing my cheek against her triangular cushion, I traced my fingers around the curves of her luscious breasts. She smiled at me and I palmed her tit, compressing her hard nipple against my hand.

“Fuck, Ron!” Katrina said when her breathing calmed.

“Not yet,” I joked. “I want to eat you some more first.”

“More?” she said in disbelief.

“We’re just getting started,” I assured her. Sliding my chin down across her wet labia, I slipped my tongue back into her pussy while I continued to fondle her breasts.

“Damn!” she cried when I flicked her sensitive clit with my tongue. I knew I should reconnoiter, dominate and retreat but all I really wanted to do was eat her delicious pussy. I slurped, sucked, teased and nibbled away at her succulent opening until she was thrusting her hips off the bed and gasping my name.

“Oh Ron! Ron! Ron!” she cried when I pushed two fingers inside her soggy pussy and finger fucked her while sucking on her swollen clit. Digging her fingers into my scalp, she humped my face like a wild woman, screaming loudly enough that I’m sure the entire third floor could hear us.

“I’m fucking cumming!” she screamed just as her pussy clamped down on my fingers and her juices gushed out like she’d sprung a leak. Sliding my fingers out, I engulfed her pussy with my mouth, sucking on her lips and lapping up her steadily flowing cream.

“Ohmygod!” she gasped, breathlessly as I continued to lap up her juices. “Enough!” she sighed, pushing my head away from her sensitive hole. “That was unfuckingbelievable!”

I moved my body up over hers and kissed her hard on the lips. She sucked my pussy-soaked tongue into her mouth without giving it a second thought. My hard cock was poised to plunge into her smoldering pussy when I remembered my sister’s parting gift.

“Just a second,” I panted, breaking the kiss and smiling at her confusion. “I um… brought something.” I said, easing off of her and looking around for my coat. I found it draped over one of the desk chairs and grabbed the condom package from the pocket.

“Just like a Boy Scout,” she smiled. “Always prepared.” She raised her eyebrows at me questioningly.

“I didn’t plan any of this,” I said defensively. “My sister is much smarter than I am. She gave me these just before I left today,” I explained.

“Your sister?” she laughed. “I love her!” Me too, but I’m not going to go into that. “See, that’s what I mean. You guys have each other’s backs… ur… fronts,” she giggled as I ripped the package open and attempted to roll one down my cock. Katrina saw me fumbling and swatted my hands away, expertly rolling it on in one motion.

“Where were we?” she smiled, lying back and spreading her lovely thighs.

“I think I remember,” I teased as I again positioned my body over hers and aligned my cock with her well-lubricated opening. Arching her back, she pushed up as I thrust forward, burying my cock to the balls in one smooth glide.

“Oh yeah!” Katrina cried, gripping my ass cheeks with her hands. “Now fuck me, Freshy,” she said, pulling me tightly against her crotch. “Fuck me hard!”

This was my first time with a condom and I didn’t particularly like it but once I got caught up in Katrina’s frenetic rhythm, I started pummeling her pussy like a fucking jackhammer. Her pussy was much tighter than Maryanne’s and created a fiery friction that surrounded my cock in a steamy cocoon.

“Oh yeah! Oh fuck! Oh Ron!” Katrina kept moaning as I pounded her hot, horny pussy. My hard cock was getting ready for its long awaited release when I heard a noise behind us.

“Hey, Kat. Can I… oops!” A beautiful brunette had opened the door and caught us doing the horizontal boogie on Katrina’s bed. “Sorry… um… lock your door, huh?” she admonished us as she raised her eyebrows and smiled appreciatively at my bare ass. “Nice,” she said, reaching around to twist the lock on the doorknob. “Carry on,” she laughed as she closed the now locked door.

“Sorry,” Katrina whispered as I tried to pick up the rhythm that we’d lost. My face was flush with embarrassment and excitement. I wasn’t sure which was more prevalent.

“It’s fine,” I said as I continued to try and get the mood back.

“Let’s roll over,” Katrina said. “My turn to be on top.” There wasn’t room on her narrow bed for us to actually roll over. I disengaged my cock as she rolled onto her side and I dropped onto my back beside her. She reached for my sheathed cock, stroking it lightly with her hand as she caressed my balls. My semi-hard pole sprang back to life.

“Let’s try this again,” she said, releasing my cock and letting it wave in the air as she crawled up next to me and swung her leg over. Her breasts bounced erotically as she slid her slick pussy down my shaft and wiggled her ass around to get it seated appropriately.

“Ride ’em cowgirl!” she smiled as she sat up straight and rolled her hips in an undulating motion that sent shivers through my whole body. I grabbed her bountiful tits and squeezed the way I had seen Mark do to Maryanne’s.

“Oh yeah! Squeeze those babies hard!” Katrina encouraged me as she picked up her rhythm and we were fucking just as energetically as before we were interrupted. I loved watching her ride my cock, her tits bouncing and her black nipples fully erect. I slid one hand down through her spongy black triangle and found her clit with my thumb.

“Oh fuck yeah!” Katrina cried, jouncing higher and slamming down harder on my about to burst cock. I pressed her clit harder, trying to keep my thumb in position but she was riding me like I was a bucking bronco.

I was trying to hold back my release but the tension was mounting and I was about to explode any second. I grabbed her waist with both hands and slammed her down on my throbbing cock just like I do with my sister, detonating her orgasm and pushing me along with her.

“OhhhhhhhHHHHH! GOD!” Katrina howled as her orgasm ignited, gushing fiery liquid all around my jerkily, spasming cock. Digging my fingers into her hips as her pussy tightened around me, I shook uncontrollably as my cock spewed a fountain full of cum, draining my balls and my energy.

“Oh Ron!” Katrina breathed as she fell forward, her hard nipples pressing into my chest, her lips seeking mine. We tried for a passionate kiss but we were both breathing so hard we had to settle for a tight embrace.

“I just kept cumming and cumming,” she whispered as she snuggled her face against my cheek. It felt so intimate that I was surprised by her question. “Do all you white guys just come out of the womb knowing how to eat pussy?”

“You’ve had a lot of white guys eat your pussy?” I asked, trying to keep a level of humor in my voice.

“No! That’s not…” she looked at me more seriously. “Just one other one but… it just surprised me.” She stopped talking and stared at me more curiously than before. “So… Mr. ‘I don’t date a lot’ you didn’t learn that from reading books, did you?” She raised her eyebrows in a mock challenge.

“No…” I answered, trying to think of what to tell her about my sexual experience. I needed to buy time. “I’ll tell you where I learned to do that after you tell me about your other white guy.” I answer, squeezing her ass cheeks.

“Okay, but first…” she said leaning up and letting my spent cock slide out of her saturated pussy. “Maybe we should take care of that,” she said, pointing to the condom bunched around my flaccid cock.

“No problem,” I answered, looking around for what I should do with it.

“Let me,” Katrina said as she grabbed a couple of tissues, wrapped them around the used condom and pulled it off my cock. “I’ll be right back,” she said, slipping a bathrobe on and grabbing a washcloth from one of her dresser drawers.

I laid there with my arms behind my head contemplating what to tell her about my experience, finally coming to the conclusion that I would make it mostly the truth just omitting the small detail that the person was my sister.

“Let me see that thing,” Katrina teased when she came back into her dorm room. Locking the door behind her this time, she stepped over to the bed and started cleaning off my cock with the warm, wet washcloth.

“That feels nice,” I murmured as she lifted my cock up by the head and wiped down the sides.

“Once I get it cleaned up, I’ll make it feel even better,” she smiled.

“I like the way you think,” I answered as I slid my hand under her bathrobe and cupped her firm ass cheeks.

“I bet I can coax this guy into action again,” she said, crawling up on the bed and feeding my cleaned up cock into her warm mouth. Watching my pale rod disappear between her dark lips made it jump to life even before her tongue started its amazing antics. Completely different than my sister’s blowjobs but no less effective, Katrina knew her way around a cock. I was hard in no time and pushing my ass off the bed to get more of my solid shaft into her talented mouth.

“I really want to taste you,” Katrina said, continuing to corkscrew her hand up and down my shaft as she took a breath. “But I want to fuck you again, too. Do you have a preference?” she asked. What a terrible choice. Let me see…

“My hypothesis is that we could do both,” I smiled. “Would you help me conduct the experiment to prove or disprove my theory,” I asked in my most serious classroom voice.

“I would love to, Geek!” she laughed just before sliding her moist lips over my cockhead and speeding up the pumping of her hand. Damn! She was good!

As I bucked my hips to drive more of my hard cock into Katrina’s welcoming mouth, I wondered at my good fortune to have this ebony beauty sucking me off in her dorm room. We had gotten to know each other pretty well as lab partners and I still marveled at how comfortable I felt around her but I never expected anything like this.

I was lost in my reverie when Katrina started rolling my balls around with her fingers and then did something magical with her tongue that made my cock explode.

“Oh Fuck!” I screamed as my body stiffened and I jerkily shot her mouth full of hot cum. Sucking and swallowing, she continued teasing my balls and pumping my cock until she had milked me completely dry.

“Damn, Katrina,” I panted as she wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and scooted up to lay her head on my chest. I wrapped my arm around her and held her tight as I caught my breath.

“Why don’t you tell me about this other guy while I recover,” I said as I reached down and squeezed her round ass cheek.

“The other white meat?” she teased, plucking at my chest hair with her fingers.

“Hey!” I cried. “That hurts!” We were laughing at her comment and my reaction to her tugging on my chest hair.

“Okay,” she said, settling in for her story. “First, you should know I was kind of a rebellious kid.”

“That’s a shocker,” I retorted.

“Do you want to hear this or not?” she laughed.

“Sorry, go ahead.”

“My parents were going through a rough stage in their marriage and I guess I was kind of acting out my frustration.” Her voice got softer. I just silently held her, waiting for her to continue.

“Anyway, they were wrapped up in their own problems while I was staying out late partying with anyone who wanted me.” She looked at me to make sure I wasn’t judging her. I just smiled for her to continue.

“I was drinking, smoking dope, fucking different guys and nearly flunked out of high school. At the time I wouldn’t have even cared but thankfully my grandpa intervened. He took me to his house, enforced his rules and didn’t send me home until my parents had worked through their problems.”

“That’s when you read his textbook?” I asked.

“Yeah and a lot of other stuff that I didn’t want to do at the time,” she laughed.

“How does this fit in with your white friend?” I asked, hopefully sounding interested instead of impatient.

“I’m getting to that!” she admonished me. “I wanted you to have the background so you’d understand what happened.”

“Okay.”

“When I got back home, my grandpa told my dad that he needed to enforce homework and curfew and find something to keep me busy during the summer. My dad got me a job as an intern in his lawyer’s office and I did that for three summers. The white guy was one of the lawyers.”

“How old was he?”

“Nothing happened until the third year and he was in his thirties and I had just turned eighteen,” she smiled mischievously. “It was my job to deliver the mail and I went to his office every day. I wasn’t naïve. I knew he was checking me out.”

“Who wouldn’t?” I offered.

“Thanks. It wasn’t anything sleazy. It was actually kind of flattering. I was just this teenage high school graduate and he was a big shot corporate lawyer. Anyway, one day he asked me out to lunch and told me he did erotic photography on the side and did I know an eighteen year old black girl who would be willing to pose for him.” Whoa! I wasn’t expecting that!

“You’re kidding?” I asked incredulously.

“No!” she said, lifting her head to look at me. “It turns out it was all a ploy to get me into bed with him but I didn’t know that at the time,” she said, settling her cheek back on my chest. “In fact, he sounded shocked when I said I would pose for him.” Fuck! This just keeps getting better and better.

“Did you do it?” I asked. “Did you pose in the nude for him?”

“It would be hard for him to eat my pussy if I wasn’t nude, wouldn’t it?” she laughed again. “Remember how this conversation got started?” she teased.

“What happened to the pictures?” I asked. “Do you have copies?”

“I’m telling you about my first time with a white guy and you want to see copies of the pictures? God, you’re such a guy!”

“What gave it away?” I retorted.

“This,” she said, wrapping her hand around my semi-recovered cock. Her story was definitely having a stimulating effect on me.

“Okay,” I said, as she fondled my stiffening cock. “Continue your story.”

“I couldn’t believe how turned on I got as he was taking my picture,” she admitted. “I never thought of myself as an exhibitionist but watching his obvious reaction,” she squeezed my cock to make sure I knew what kind of reaction she was talking about. “I got really wet.”

She glanced at me and I nodded for her to continue.

“When he took close ups of my aroused pussy, he started touching me.” She paused again. “It was like he was trying to pose my vagina,” she chortled. “It was all so erotic and I wanted to cum so badly but he kept stopping to take pictures until I finally begged him to fuck me.”

“Which is what he wanted all along,” I said. It was manipulative but ingenious. Something I might have done if I had the opportunity. It’s hard to hate a guy like that.

“Exactly, but I didn’t know that yet.”

“You had probably guessed, right?” I asked as I rocked my fully recovered cock inside her fist.

“Well, yeah. It was getting clearer. The thing is that even though I had been fucking and sucking at parties, no guy had ever gone down on me before.”

“You’re kidding!” I couldn’t believe someone would pass up a scrumptious pussy like hers.

“That’s what he said!” she responded. “And then he proceeded to show me what I had been missing… several times, just like you did. Don’t worry, you were better,” she said, stroking my ego along with my cock as she continued her story.

“Did I mention he was married and his wife was out of town?” she asked, sitting up and maneuvering herself over my rigid shaft.

“No, did you know that beforehand?” I asked as I watched her rub my cockhead against her slick pussy lips.

“Yes,” she said, looking at me sheepishly. “I didn’t really care if he was married, just how he made me feel.” She was about to slide down onto my hard cock but I stopped her.

“What about the condom?” I asked.

“I’m on the pill, I haven’t been with anyone for almost a year and you don’t date, right?” she asked, raising her eyebrows. “We should be fine,” she said as she slowly sunk her velvety pussy down around my hard cock. Right! Who was I to argue with that logic or how this felt?

“Mmm,” she sighed as she settled onto my cock and sat up straight. “I like it better like this,” she said as she slowly undulated her hips, rocking my cock in and out of her hot, buttery cavern.

“Me too,” I agreed. “So, was it just that one time?”

“No, we spent the whole weekend together. We were naked almost the entire time. He took more pictures and kept eating my pussy like he couldn’t get enough.” I could understand that, too.

“I left for school about three weeks later but we still saw each other off and on for about six months,” she said, picking up her rhythm as I palmed her luscious tits. “Then he got the bright idea that he wanted to include his wife in our little tete-a-tete.”

“A threesome?” I asked, surprisingly pleased by the implication. Holy fuck! A vision of Katrina, Maryanne and I in bed together just flashed through my brain.

“Yeah,” she said, rocking faster as I pinched and teased her thick nipples.

“And… um… you were okay with that?” I asked anxiously but the conversation was stymied while she was slamming her hot pussy down on my overly aroused cock. Katrina just shrugged and rode me harder, both of us panting for breath as we neared the blissful summit we were chasing.

“Oh fuck! Oh yeah!” I cried, gripping Katrina’s hips and smashing her down on my pulsating cock. We both hit pay dirt at the same time. Her pussy contracted around my cock just as I shot off deep inside of her. Closing her eyes, she threw her head back as her whole body shuddered with pleasure.

“Oh, Ron!” she sighed, collapsing on my chest as her gushing pussy relaxed its grip on my spent cock. Our lips met in a long, passionate kiss with our tongues dancing around each other. I couldn’t get the idea of a threesome out of my mind. When we finally broke the kiss I had to ask.

“So what happened?” I asked, squeezing her ass cheeks while my cock was still buried in her soggy pussy.

“What do you think just happened?” she asked.

“No, I mean with the threesome?” I laughed.

“Oh, that,” she smiled. “Nothing. He completely misread his wife’s level of adventurousness. She totally freaked out, insisted he stop seeing me and that’s the end of the other white guy story.”

“How long ago was that?” I asked.

“About a year,” she said. “Yes, that was the last guy I was with. Now it’s your turn to tell me how you got so talented with your tongue.” Ahem, this better be good.

“I’m glad you liked it,” I said, kissing her forehead, “because I intend to do it a lot more.”

“Mmmm,” she cooed. “You’ll get no argument from me.”

“There was this woman who lived in our neighborhood,” I began my tale determined to include just enough truth to make sure I didn’t forget what I told her. “I used to do odd jobs for her around the house.”

“Like eating her pussy?” Katrina teased.

“Not at first,” I smiled as I slapped her bare ass cheek.

“Ouch!” she laughed. “Continue, please.”

“As you know, I’m a geek,” I explained. “I was working at her house one day while she was out running errands.”

“You must have known her pretty well for her to leave you alone in her house,” Katrina interrupted.

“Our families are very close,” I assured her. If she only knew how close. “Anyway, I like snooping in people’s computers. I’m good at guessing passwords and stuff like that.”

“Good to know,” she smiled as she squeezed her pussy muscles around my limp cock. Her body was warm and soft, and since it was stretched out on top of me, I found it hard to concentrate on my story.

“This one afternoon I was poking around in her computer, you know, seeing what websites she visited and stuff like that when I came across some nude pictures of her.”

“Seriously?” she asked, rhetorically. “Wow!”

“I had always thought she was attractive but when I saw those pictures I thought I had struck gold.” Katrina just laughed and kissed my chest. “Naturally, I assumed her husband had taken them and that he was the one who had stored them on the computer.”

“What did you do?”

“I guess what any red-blooded guy would do,” I answered cryptically, wondering if this whole story was a good idea.

“Right there in her house?” Katrina asked, obviously understanding my message.

“I thought she would be gone long enough and the pictures were so erotic,” I said defensively, recalling the day my sister caught me masturbating at her computer.

“She caught you?” she asked. This girl is always one step ahead of me.

“Yeah,” I answered. “Pants around my ankles, cum shooting out of my cock and a full screen shot of her nude body.” Katrina laughed so hard that my cock slipped out of her pussy and she rolled onto her side.

“Ohmygod! I can picture that!” she said, laughing so hard that tears were running down her cheeks. “Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!” she said, waving her hands in front of her face before guffawing again in another fit of laughter.

“Sorry,” she said, finally controlling herself. “What happened? I can hardly wait to find out how this turned into her teaching you to eat her pussy.”

“She was shocked to say the least,” I continued, bemused by Katrina’s reaction. “I was scared to death she was going to tell my parents. That would have been unbearable.”

“I can imagine,” Katrina said, more seriously now. “But she obviously didn’t?”

“No, she asked me how I got into her computer and admonished me for violating her trust but I could sense underneath it all she was kind of flattered that I got off to a nude picture of her.”

“I get that,” Katrina said. “I sometimes think about Chris masturbating to the photos he’s taken of me and I find it oddly arousing.” Good to know.

“As we talked, I admitted to being a virgin and not being very good with girls.”

“And she offered to help you out?”

“Exactly, in fact, she was very excited about being my first and promised to teach me how to satisfy a woman.”

“I can vouch for her doing that last part,” Katrina smiled. “When was this?”

“Last summer,” I answered. “I went over to her house almost every day. It was the best summer I ever had.”

“I bet,” she laughed.

“Did you see her when you were home for winter break?” Katrina asked.

“Yeah, but she told me to find someone my own age,” I answered honestly. “So I did.”

“You did not!” she said in mock chastisement. “I found you, remember.”

“Either way, here we are and we’re both benefiting from her tutelage.” I stopped talking, surprised at how close to the truth my story was.

“Her husband never found out?” Katrina asked, looking at me curiously when I didn’t answer right away. “What?”

“I later found out that he knew from the beginning,” I answered. “He’s one of those guys who gets off on his wife being the object of someone else’s lust.”

“You’re making this up!” she cried, sitting up and locking eyes with me. I guess she figured she could tell if I was lying. Of course, I wasn’t. Not about this.

“Don’t freak out but when I went home over break, he wanted to watch me make love to his wife.” Katrina was staring at me with her mouth open.

“Did you do it?” she asked. “Did you let him watch?” It was my turn to shrug.

“Yeah… and… um… she… uh… sucked him off while I fucked her. It was kind of weird.”

“Kind of weird? That’s a lot weird!” she laughed.

“Not that different than your guy wanting a threesome with is wife, is it?” I asked. Katrina sat back on her heels with an expression that said she hadn’t even considered that.

“I guess not, now that you mention it,” she smiled. “Wow! What are the chances that we would have such similar experiences? That’s what’s weird!” I couldn’t agree more.

“Let’s take a shower,” she said, jumping off the bed. “I want you to go down on me again but I’m all full of cum,” she laughed, reaching out for my hand.

“Isn’t the shower down the hall?” I asked, wondering about the other residents of her dorm.

“It’s fine,” she said. “By now everyone knows you’re here anyway,” she laughed again. “They’re probably so shocked that I have a man in my room that they’ve gathered around outside the door to get a glimpse of you,” she said, matter-of-factly.

“Great,” I sighed.

“I don’t mind showing you off, if you’re not embarrassed to be seen with me,” she teased.

“Are you kidding?” I asked. “They’re going to wonder how a geek like me ever got together with a goddess like you?”

“I’ll tell them you’re a silver-tongued devil,” she laughed uproariously.

The shower was designed for one person but that just made it cozier when we squeezed into it facing each other. Her generous breasts brushed my chest and my recovering cock poked her abdomen as I leaned down to kiss her. She reached between us, adjusting my cock so it nestled against her pussy mound rather than poke into her.

“This is nice,” she murmured as she lathered soap on her hands and ran then down my back. Pulling me tightly against her, she squeezed my ass cheeks and ground her pussy against my surprisingly hard cock.

“I could get used to it too,” I answered, lathering soap all over her luscious breasts.

“Mmmm, that feels nice,” she said as I gently kneaded her breasts and teased her taut nipples.

“You feel nice,” I acknowledged. There wasn’t room to do anything in the shower, which made our mutual fondling all the more arousing. I glided one hand down her body and thoroughly lathered her pussy hair while my other hand continued caressing her breast.

I was hard as a rock when she started soaping my cock and balls. Returning the favor, I slid my hand between her legs.

“Mmmm,” she murmured, bending her knees and spreading her thighs to give me complete access to her cum filled pussy. Taking my time, I soaped all around her outer labia before sliding my fingers inside her slick opening and scrupulously washed away the remnants of our lovemaking.

“We’re done washing,” Katrina panted. “I need you back in my bed!” No argument from me. We dried off and headed back to her room with just the towels wrapped around us.

“We need a larger data sample to see if it is consistent with the first experiment,” she teased as she crawled up on the bed and spread her legs apart. “The hypothesis is that your tongue will evoke the same reaction as it did the first time.” She was smiling from ear to ear, eagerly awaiting the touch of my tongue as I settled in between her legs.

“I’m willing to give it a try,” I shrugged. “I make no promises,” I said as I lowered my mouth to her overheated pussy.

“Ooo yeah!” she cooed as I flattened my tongue and took a long lick from just below her slit to the top of it without penetrating her. My tongue easily glided over her moist pussy lips and I teased her mercilessly while she begged me to push it inside.

“Come on!” she pleaded when I again circled my tongue around her outer labia.

“Patience,” I whispered. “You want this to be as good as the last time, right?”

“Yes… but I’m so ready,” she turned her mouth into a fake pout that nearly had me laughing out loud. To appease her, I slid a finger into her slick opening while I licked and sucked all around her steamy hole. Katrina curled her fingers through my hair and rocked her pussy against my face. I slipped in a second finger just as I clamped my lips around her engorged clit, flicking my tongue across it as I sucked it into my mouth.

“Holy fuck!” Katrina screamed as a quick climax shook her body and she pulled harder on my hair. Pistoning my fingers in and out of her hot pussy, I lightly nibbled on her clit while she frantically bucked her hips off the bed.

“Oh God! Oh Ron! Oh Fuck!” Katrina screamed as her pussy muscles clamped down on my fingers and she bucked feverishly against my face. Flicking my tongue across her clit, I pushed her over the edge.

“OHHHH! FUUUCK!” She squeezed her thighs tightly around my head, cutting off my ventilation as her body trembled with pleasure.

“Oh Ron,” she moaned when I pulled my fingers from her pulsating pussy, replacing them with my tongue. I lapped up her sweet nectar as she gasped for breath.

“You weren’t kidding about the throes of passion, were you?” she smiled

“So you think the experiment was a success?” I asked as I kissed my way up her beautiful, ebony-hued body, pausing at her tits to tease her taut, dark nipples.

“Hmmm,” she said, considering the question. “I still don’t think we have enough data for a solid conclusion,” she smiled. “We might have to set up a regimen of repetitive experiments before we can be sure.”

“What frequency are you thinking?” I asked as I moved my mouth from one breast to the other.

“Oh, at least daily!” she exclaimed. “Probably twice a day!” I kissed her neck just under her collarbone and positioned my fully recovered cock against the entrance to her fiery tunnel.

“I like that idea,” I said, guiding my shaft into her welcoming hole.

“Fuck yes!” Katrina cried, wrapping her legs around me and pressing down on my ass with her heels. “Fuck me!” she moaned as I started a hard, steady rhythm.

“Harder!” she shouted just before I pushed my pussy-soaked tongue into her mouth.

I pounded my cock into her snug pussy, rocking the headboard against the wall with each thrust. She seemed oblivious to the noise as she dug her nails into my back and bucked her hips up to meet every stroke.

Breaking the kiss, I grabbed the back of her knees and pulled her legs up, pushing her ankles down almost to her shoulders. With her nearly bent in half, I pummeled her horny pussy like a jackhammer, driving us both to the crest of the summit.

“Oh God! I’m fucking cumming again!” Katrina cried as I slammed into her several more times before my cock erupted again. Clawing my back, she tried to free her legs as her orgasm roared through her like a freight train.

I released her legs and let her straighten out her body. Settling down down on her soft flesh, I pressed my mouth to hers. The passion of the kiss was disrupted by the occasional gasp for breath but neither of us wanted to break the spell.

I must have dozed off for a while. When I opened my eyes, Katrina was lying beside me with her head propped up on her hand.

“Wore you out, huh?” she smiled as she leaned over and gave me a kiss on the lips.

“Sorry…” I said, rubbing my eyes.

“Don’t be. I just woke up, too,” she confessed. “I was just enjoying watching you sleep.”

“Kind of like watching grass grow?” I retorted.

“Not at all,” she smiled dreamily. “I think I could get used to it. Are you staying overnight?”

“I think I should go home and come back tomorrow in some clean clothes, at least clean underwear,” I laughed.

“You wouldn’t really need any clothes if you just stayed.” Damn that was tempting but I was also anxious to tell my sister about what had happened.

“You’ve pretty much used me up for today anyway and I promise I’ll be back first thing in the morning.”

“I go to church on Sundays,” Katrina said. “Want to go with me?” she asked. Fuck! I’m not very religious and hadn’t been inside a church in years.

“Sure,” I answered. “What time should I pick you up?”

“Church starts at 10,” she said. “I go to that First Baptist church right down the street.”

“I’ll be here by 9:30,” I told her as I pulled her on top of me and caressed her firm ass cheeks. She lowered her lips to mine and our tongues were dancing with unexpected passion when there was a knock on the door.

“Katrina,” a woman’s voice said. “Can I come in?”

“Fuck! That’s my roommate,” she said, sliding off of me and grabbing her clothes. “Just a second,” she yelled at the door as she threw me my underwear and jeans. “She wasn’t supposed to be back until tomorrow.” We scurried around like a couple in a predictable sitcom, trying to find all of our clothing while we sensed the impatience on the other side of the door.

“Sorry,” Katrina said, out of breath but not for the reason her roommate probably suspected. The tall blond barreled into the room, throwing her overnight bag on her bed while rambling about why she was back early.

“I’m the one who’s sorry to interrupt but I had to come back for a study group that I had forgotten about. I’ve already missed two meetings and I…” she stopped suddenly and stretched her hand out to me. “I’m Erin,” she said as I shook her hand.

“This is Ron,” Katrina jumped in for the belated introduction.

“Right,” she said, smiling at me. “You’re the lab partner.” I nodded while she looked at me appraisingly and then turned to Katrina and winked. “Not bad for a geeky freshman,” she said. “You two been studying in here all weekend?” she laughed.

“Yeah, but we can’t now,” Katrina countered. “We wouldn’t want to disturb you.”

“Hey, just act like I’m not here,” she said, turning to unpack her bag. Katrina rolled her eyes and shrugged apologetically. I just smiled.

“I’ll see you in the morning,” I said, pulling her in for a final kiss. “Nice meeting you, Erin,” I called over my shoulder as I opened the door.

“Likewise,” she smiled, somewhat seductively. Hmmm.

“You’re going to church!” Maryanne laughed. “Brother, you’ve got it bad if she’s got you going to church with her.” I just smiled and shrugged my shoulders.

“Can’t be any worse than being dragged to a chick flick and you wouldn’t think any less of me if I did that,” I answered as I got the video camera ready for another shoot.

“I don’t think any less of you for going to church either,” my sister said as she stripped off her clothing, exposing her sexy body for me. “You used to get hard as soon as I took my bra off,” she teased, looking at my flaccid cock.

“You are still the girl of my dreams, Sis,” I answered honestly. “But I think I’m pretty used up for today.”

“I’m just teasing you, sort of,” she said with an exaggerated pout. “I guess we’ll have to do a masturbation video today,” she smiled, reaching for the nightstand drawer and her small selection of toys.

Maryanne performed impressively for the camera, striking breathtaking poses with a variety of dildos inserted into her splayed open pussy. By the time she slammed one home for her orgasm she was churning up so much juice it was dripping down her ass cheeks. Panting like she’d run a marathon, she bucked her hips off the bed and even had my overused cock responding to her machinations. Mark was going to love this one!

While I edited the video, I told Maryanne all about my date with Katrina, including her one other experience with a white guy.

“Have you seen the pictures?” Maryanne asked, as I zoomed in on a close up of her quivering pussy.

“Not yet, but she promised to show them to me,” I answered.

“And she was really going along with the threesome if this guy’s wife had agreed?” she asked quietly, not like a question but like she was contemplating the idea.

“Yeah, she said she would have done it,” I answered excitedly, looking over my shoulder at my sister. We were both still naked and this time my cock did respond to the sight of her. Maybe I could recover faster than I thought. “Are you thinking what I think you’re thinking?” I asked.

“Mark would love that video, wouldn’t he?” Maryanne answered. “I’m just not sure we should be sharing our incestuous activities with anyone.” I agreed and we left it at that.

For the first time in a long time, Maryanne and I slept together without having sex. Of course, I was out as soon as my head hit the pillow and woke up with just enough time to shower before I had to pick up Katrina.

“I’m kind of feeling left out,” my sister pouted as I jumped out of bed. “Back to my dildos, I guess,” she said with an overly dramatic sigh.

“Tomorrow for sure, Sis,” I called over my shoulder as I headed for the bathroom. Not sure what to wear, I settled on a pair of khakis and a dress shirt. I skipped the tie but Maryanne insisted I wear one of Mark’s blazers.

Katrina was waiting outside her dorm, wearing a dress that was stylish enough for church yet hugged her shapely form in a way that left little to the imagination. I marveled at how it could be both erotic and classy at the same time. Tastefully short but not extravagantly so while displaying a fashionable amount of her enticing cleavage.

“Hi,” she said, as she got in the car and leaned over for a kiss. “You look nice.”

“You look amazing!” I responded, my eyes on her shapely thighs as her dress rode up when she sat down.

“Thank you,” she said, smoothing her dress self-consciously.

It only took us about ten minutes to drive to the church. Katrina introduced me to a few people as we made our way into the sanctuary. I agreed when she suggested a pew towards the back where the fewest people were sitting. We stood when we were supposed to, sang along from the hymnals and when the preacher started his sermon, she reached over and took my hand.

At least I thought she was taking my hand. She slid her hand under mine in my lap and while it looked like we were just holding hands, her pinking and ring finger were lightly rubbing my cock through my pants.

“Do you know what I think about when he talks about sin and temptation?” she whispered in my ear as my cock responded to her feather-light strokes. Fuck! I couldn’t believe she was doing this in church. I looked around to see if anyone was noticing.

“You’re getting hard,” she whispered excitedly. Duh! Thankfully, everyone else appeared to be enthralled with the sermon. “Do you know the only reason my panties aren’t soaking wet?” she asked, her fingers moving more rapidly as my cock swelled inside the khaki material. I looked at her and shook my head.

“Because I’m not wearing any,” she smiled as she spread her legs to make her dress ride up higher on her thighs. Why the fuck were we in church if this is what she wanted to do? We could have been naked in her bed. I’m sure there was a way to get rid of her roommate for a while. Or we could have gone to my house. Maryanne would have given us some privacy.

My thoughts were interrupted when the sermon ended and everyone stood to sing the closing hymn. Katrina grabbed the hymnal and we stood with me hoping my hard-on wasn’t as noticeable as it felt.

Katrina thanked the preacher as we filed out. “I enjoyed your sermon, it really gave me something to think about,” she said. I almost laughed but covered it with a fake cough before shaking the minister’s hand and pulling Katrina to the car.

“Did you like the sermon,” she asked with practiced innocence as I started the car.

“I liked what you were doing during the sermon,” I answered. “But wasn’t that kind of sacrilegious?” I laughed.

“Why?” she asked, still playing innocent. “God wants us to love one another,” she said matter-of-factly.

“I think that’s an awesome sentiment, where shall we do it?” I asked expecting her to chose between her dorm and Maryanne’s house.

“Take the long way back to my dorm,” she said as she reached over and undid my pants.

“What are you doing?” I asked as she pulled my cock through the fly in my jockey shorts. Pulling out of the church, I turned right instead of left, figuring I would circle around the college and triple the length of our drive.

“I can’t have you showing this off to every girl in my dorm,” she said, getting up on her knees and bending her head towards my exposed cock. Fuck! I had heard about this but didn’t ever expect to be experiencing it. Her warm lips wrapped around my cockhead and I had trouble keeping the car on the road.

She was bobbing her head and I wanted to close my eyes but instead they were darting left and right to see if anyone could tell what was happening.

“Oh fuck!” I moaned as she slid her lips down the length of my shaft and the car slowed to about 15 miles an hour.

“I can’t do this and drive,” I panted.

“Pull over then,” Katrina said, raising her head up to see over the steering wheel. “There!” she pointed. “Stop on the shoulder under the overpass.”

As soon as I stopped the car, she reached over me and pulled the lever to recline my seat, giving her easier access to my throbbing cock. “Much better,” she smiled as she wrapped her hand around my rigid pole and fed it back into her talented mouth.

“God! I am so wet!” she cried, taking a breath from her enthusiastic blowjob. She had one hand under her dress and I watched as she brought it out and put her fingers to my lips. Her aroma hit me first and then the taste of her arousal. My cock ached to be back in her mouth.

I didn’t have to wait long; she attacked me with a renewed vigor that, coupled with the taste of her pussy on my lips, brought me off in less than a minute. “Oh fuuuuck!” I exclaimed as I arched my back and jerkily filled her mouth with my hot jism. Damn! I wonder why Maryanne never taught me this.

“Let’s go back to my dorm so you can reciprocate!” Katrina said, as I zipped up my pants and put my seat up.

“Fuck!” I said, as I caught movement in my review mirror. Blue lights were flashing and a police officer was approaching the car. I glanced at Katrina as I lowered my window.

“You folks have car trouble?” the officer asked.

“No sir,” I answered, searching my brain for a reasonable response and landing on one just in time. “I had a cramp in my leg and I figured I had better pull over and try to rub it out.”

“Good idea,” he smiled shrewdly. “Did you get it all rubbed out?” he asked, looking at Katrina’s exposed thighs and ample cleavage.

“Yes sir,” I said. “I think we can be on our way, now.” He didn’t appear to be listening to me. He was looking at Katrina as he swiped his fingers across his chin. When I turned towards her, she was looking at him blankly but I noticed she had a thin strand of cum trailing down from the corner of her mouth.

“We’ll be fine now,” I said, reaching over as casually as I could and wiping my thumb across her chin.

“I’m sure you will be,” he said with a lascivious sneer. “Maybe you should let your girlfriend drive in case it happens again.”

“That’s a great idea!” Katrina said, opening her door and swinging her legs out. The officer stepped back and opened my door so I could get out as well. There was nothing to do but walk around the car and get in the passenger’s side.

I watched the officer hold the door for Katrina, his eyes never leaving her thighs as she scooted into the car. Her dress rode up, exposing a lot of her mocha colored flesh and I wondered about her lack of panties when she swung her legs into position under the steering wheel. His eyes got as big as his smile before he pushed the door close.

“You kids be careful where you rub out your leg cramps from now on,” he said, tipping his hat before he walked back to his cruiser. As soon as he got in his car, Katrina burst out laughing and I couldn’t help but join her.

“God!” she said. “He knew exactly what we had been doing.”

“The string of cum on your chin kind of solidified it,” I laughed.

“We were almost caught in the act!” she said, putting the car in gear and checking over her shoulder. “God! I am so wet!” The way she positioned her legs when she drove pushed the hem of her dress almost to the top of her thighs.

“Let me see?” I said, sliding my hand up her bare thigh until I could feel the heat emanating from her aroused pussy.

“Don’t you dare!” she said, trying to close her thighs but my hand was already on its target.

“Let’s see how you like it,” I said, as my finger easily slid into her slick opening.

“Oh fuck! Ron, please don’t! Fuck!” I wiggled my finger around inside her pussy as she tightened her grip on the steering wheel and tried to concentrate on her driving.

“Not easy to drive like that, is it?” I teased, pulling my finger out and sitting back.

“Ohhh,” she said as I licked the pussy juice off of my wet finger.

“My roommate is studying in our room,” she said, glancing at me. “But I can get rid of her for an hour or so.” Her smile was absolutely radiant.

“Lunch time!” Katrina said to her roommate as she rushed into her dorm room. “We need the room for a little bit,” she smiled. Katrina was pulling her dress over her head before Erin even had a chance to react.

Standing in the doorway, my cock reacted to the sight of Katrina’s shapely, dark ass cheeks as she hung the dress over the back of her chair. Erin slowly gathered together her papers and swung her legs off her bed. She sat there staring at me.

“You going to stay dressed?” she asked.

“Not hardly,” I said, unbuttoning my shirt. “Have a nice lunch,” I added, hoping she would get a move on. She didn’t.

“I’ve seen Kat naked,” she said, nodding towards her roommate who was making herself comfortable on her bed. “She doesn’t do anything for me.”

“Come on Erin!” Katrina pleaded. “You’ve got your own boyfriend.”

“Yeah but he doesn’t come back until next weekend,” Erin retorted. Shaking her head, she stood up and started towards the door.

“I just wanted a peak at the package,” she said. “I wasn’t trying to steal your guy!” She smiled as she glanced at my crotch. “Looks good though.” My face must have been fifty shades of red because she laughed as she brushed past me.

“Erin!” Katrina cried.

“I’m going. I’m going,” she said, standing in the doorway. “You two kids have fun.” She pulled the door closed behind her and I locked it.

“Sorry about that,” Katrina said, chuckling as she spread her legs invitingly. I tore off my clothes and Erin was forgotten as I buried my face in her fur-lined pussy.

“Oh yeah!” she moaned as I ate her through two hefty orgasms, flooding her pussy with her delectable juices. By the time I drove my hard cock home, her saturated opening welcomed me with no resistance.

“Fuck! Fuck! FUCK,” she cried loudly enough for the whole floor to hear as I pummeled her pussy through two more orgasms, the second one coming right on top of my own release. I had held back as long as I could, finally slamming into her with a climax-producing thrust that sent us both into trembling fits of ecstasy.

My arms gave out and I collapsed onto her soft breasts, our breathing coming in quick gulps. I kissed her and just stared into her eyes, soaking up her radiance.

“You’re a keeper,” she smiled, squeezing her pussy muscles around my spent cock. “That lady sure taught you right! I should thank her,” she teased. Before I could answer there was a knock on the door.

“Hey, I forgot some notes,” Erin’s voice came through the door.

“Come on in,” Katrina yelled. “We’re done.” What? I started to get up and Katrina grabbed my ass cheeks to keep me inside her. “Don’t move,” she pleaded. Okaaay, I wasn’t expecting this. I heard Erin’s key in the lock as I settled back down on Katrina’s warm flesh.

“Sorry,” Erin said, sounding anything but. “I thought I had all of my notes,” I kept my face buried in Katrina’s neck, not wanting to know whether Erin was looking at us or keeping her eyes averted.

“It’s okay,” Katrina said, casually. “The good stuff is over.” She again squeezed her pussy around my cock.

“I heard,” Erin laughed. “The whole dorm probably heard.”

“Yeah, well. Four big orgasms will do that,” Katrina said as if she was discussing how many lumps of sugar she put in her coffee.

“Four? Nice,” Erin said, complimenting her roommate. “Nice ass, too” she added as she opened the door.

“I know,” Katrina answered, squeezing my ass cheeks with her hands. “Lock the door, please.” She called to Erin.

“I will. Another hour or so?” Erin asked.

“That would be nice,” Katrina answered, her hands lightly caressing my back.

“You got it. Have fun!” The door closed and Katrina busted out laughing.

“That was weird!” I said, lifting my head to look into her eyes.

“Sorry,” Katrina said. “You didn’t really mind me showing you off a bit did you?” she asked. “I mean, she only saw your ass. Everything else was nicely tucked away where she couldn’t see it.”

“It was just weird,” I said again. “I wasn’t expecting it.”

“Admit it, though,” she said. “It turned you on a bit to know she could see you naked, right?” I hadn’t thought about that but she was right. “You should have seen her eyes devouring you!”

“Really?” I asked, my cock stiffening at the idea.

“See, you do find it arousing,” Katrina said. “Like when I posed for those pictures with Chris.” Fuck! I had forgotten the pictures.

“The ones you promised to show me?” I asked.

“Do you really want to see them?”

“Absolutely.”

“Get my laptop,” she said, playfully pushing me off of her. I grabbed her laptop and joined her on the bed. She was sitting up with her back against the wall. I sat next to her. Waking up her laptop, she selected a folder and keyed a password.

“Password protected,” I said. “Good idea.”

“Yeah, well. I haven’t shown them to anyone,” she said, pausing before clicking on the first picture.

“It’s okay if you don’t want me to see them,” I said trying to hide my disappointment.

“No! I want you to see them,” she smiled. “I just don’t want you thinking, you know,” she paused. “With Erin coming in like that, and these nude pictures, I don’t want you thinking…”

“No way!” I put my arm around her. “There is no way I could think that way about you. Believe me, I understand this side of you better than you think.” She looked at me quizzically for a minute and then nodded, clicking on the first picture.

My jaw dropped open when the screen filled with a picture of Katrina dressed in a schoolgirl outfit with the back of her skirt flipped up showing her white panty-clad ass. I clicked through the next couple of pictures, aware that Katrina seemed to be holding her breath as I watched her disrobe for the camera. I smiled at her embarrassment and reassured her with a quick kiss.

“These pictures are really good,” I told her, not to mention how erotic it was looking at them while we’re both already naked. My cock reacted to some of the poses, especially when she had her hand inside her panties like she was playing with her pussy.

“It looks like you’re actually masturbating,” I said, raising an eyebrow as she blushed.

“Chris said it wasn’t looking realistic enough so he asked me to put my finger inside,” she shrugged. “But I didn’t actually masturbate.”

“Would you have?” I asked, clicking to some shots of her in a tight black skirt and a bright gold tank top. These were just as sexy and they mirrored the school-girl poses.

“I guess,” she shrugged again.

By the time I got to shots of full on nudity, my arousal was obvious. Katrina encircled my hard-on with her hand, gently massaging it as I looked at some pretty extreme close-ups.

“Damn!” I exclaimed. “This one looks like you either just came or are about to.”

“That one and the next are just before and just after,” she said, still stroking my cock. “I was so mad at him for stopping,” she laughed. “He was licking me and it was the first time any one had done that and… well, you know how much I like it,” she smiled. “And he stopped to take freaking pictures! I could have killed him!”

“The pictures are amazing!” I said, putting the computer on her desk and leaning back so she could have better access to my cock.

“You recovered fast,” she teased as she slipped her lips over the end of my shaft.

“Those were very erotic pictures,” I countered, arching my back to get more of my cock into her warm mouth. “Would you let me video you sometime?” I asked. Katrina paused the blowjob and looked deeply into my eyes.

“We’ll see,” she said, lowering her mouth back to my cock. Yes! I could do an amazing video of her masturbating. The intense image that conjured up coupled with Katrina’s very skillful mouth had me shooting another load of cum well before Erin came back.

The three of us went to dinner. Erin was tall, blond and beautiful with a body that would turn heads even on a campus full of shapely coeds. She was apologetic about her rude behavior and assured me that she wasn’t usually like that. We had a nice dinner and I found out Erin was a history major on a tennis scholarship.

Erin suggested that I spend the night and promised she’d be out late and not disturb us. Katrina’s pleading eyes sealed the deal. I called my sister before the two of us went back to the dorm while Erin disappeared to parts unknown.

Katrina and I banged the headboard against the wall once more before falling asleep. We slept spooned together with my back against the wall and my spent cock nestled between her ass cheeks.

It seemed like I had slept for hours when a noise woke me and I saw Erin tiptoe into the room. There was just enough moonlight snaking through the blinds for me to see her every movement.

As I watched her undress, I reflected on how much my life had changed from the time my sister caught me masturbating. Not just the sex but also the confidence she had given me. A year ago I would never have been able to talk with Katrina and here I was my cock hardening against her warm ass cheeks while I watched her roommate get naked.

In the glow of the moonlight I could make out the lush contour of Erin’s breasts and her pink areolas when she bent over to pull her panties down. Fuck! Her pussy was completely hairless!! I just kept staring at her porcelain smooth mound and by the time she turned around to get her nightshirt, I was fully erect against Katrina’s warm ass.

I leaned my head up a little to get a better look since she was turned away from me. Her ass cheeks shone in the moonlight and were round, firm and sexy as hell. Erin pulled her nightshirt down and turned towards me.

“Good night, Ron,” she whispered, smiling. Fuck! She was putting on a goddamn show.

“Good night,” I whispered back as she crawled into bed.

The next morning wasn’t as awkward as I expected it to be with the three of us trying to get ready. Erin acted like I was just another roommate.

“Erin!” Katrina admonished her when she pulled her nightshirt over her head, exposing her sexy body in the full light of day.

“What?” she shrugged. “He saw it all last night anyway.” Katrina looked from Erin to me.

“I woke up when she came in,” I said sheepishly, staring at Erin’s bald pussy. I hadn’t noticed her sexy tan lines in the dark.

“Well you don’t have to keep looking!” Katrina said, shaking her head as she turned me around to face the other way.

“And you!” she said, addressing Erin. “Just hurry up and get dressed,” she said.

“Erin knows how sexy she looks,” Katrina confided in me as we walked to class. “Just don’t get any ideas,” she laughed.

“Don’t worry,” I assured her, putting my arm around her. “She doesn’t hold a candle to you.”

“Nice of you to say,” she shrugged. “Anyway I intend to keep you too worn out to even consider another woman.”

“I like the way you think!” I answered.

After class Katrina came over to Maryanne’s with me so we could work on our latest physics project. I invited her to dinner, knowing my sister wouldn’t mind.

Even though Maryanne and I slept together every night, I kept my clothes in my own room for appearances. I had a desk in there that I used for studying and that’s where Katrina and I went.

“Wow!” Katrina said, walking into my bedroom. “A guy who makes his bed… or does your sister do that for you?” she teased. If she only knew what my sister did for me.

“I can make my own bed,” I countered, trying to remember the last time the bed had needed making. “Maryanne will be home in about an hour,” I said, pulling Katrina into my arms.

“Does she ever come home early?” she asked, stepping back. “I realize she knows we’re sleeping together, but still…”

“Okay,” I said, giving her a quick kiss. “How about we knock out the details of our project?”

I grabbed some snacks and we worked at my desk, with only occasional kisses until we heard Maryanne at the front door.

“Hey geek!” Maryanne’s voice came from the front of the house.

“In here!” I yelled back.

“God! I’m so glad you’re home!” her voice came booming down the hallway. “You’ve been neglecting me and I’m so fucking horn…” her voice stopped abruptly as she stood in the doorway with her blouse undone and her chest heaving under her lacy bra. “Oh shit!”

Katrina looked from my sister to me and back, absorbing the shocking disclosure as I wracked my brain for an explanation other than the truth.

“Katrina,” I said, reaching for her.

“Your sister?” she asked incredulously. “She’s the woman who taught you…?” I just nodded.

“That’s… that’s…”

“Yeah,” I said. She was shaking her head like she was trying to clear it of this new information. Maryanne was buttoning her blouse and trying to decide whether to come into the room or leave us alone. She finally opted for entering.

“We need to talk,” Maryanne said.

“I think I should go,” Katrina said.

“No,” Maryanne said firmly. “Not until we’ve talked,” Maryanne said in her very schoolmarm voice that I always responded to. Apparently it worked on others as well because Katrina just nodded.

“Let’s go into the living room,” Maryanne said. “We will explain everything and then if you want to leave, Ron will take you home.”

“I’m sorry. I know this is beyond weird,” I whispered to Katrina while trying to judge her reaction.

“I’m shocked,” she whispered and I just nodded, staring at the floor. “But I’m not appalled,” she said, smiling as she put her hand on my shoulder. Really? Our eyes met and I could see that she was actually more intrigued than I would have assumed.

We spent the next 45 minutes giving Katrina every detail of our relationship from the time I first discovered the video of her masturbating. Maryanne and I took turns telling the story, finishing each other’s sentences and by the time we were done Katrina seemed more captivated than upset. She even asked Maryanne several questions.

“You really had him masturbate for you?” she asked at one point.

“Well it was only fair, right?” Maryanne answered conspiratorially.

“That is so hot!” Katrina exclaimed. “I never would have thought of that in a million years.”

“Well, he had just watched a video of me masturbating and… remember my husband had been gone for almost a year.” Katrina just nodded and we went on with the story. When we were finished I looked at her expectantly.

“That’s it,” I said, waiting to see what she would say.

“I guess now I’m wondering where I fit into your relationship,” Katrina finally said.

“It’s over,” my sister said. “I will back out of this picture and you two can continue to develop your relationship. If you’re still interested,” she added.

“I’m definitely interested but that’s not fair to you,” Katrina protested, making me wonder what she had in mind as an alternative.

“I’m married,” Maryanne said. “My husband will be coming back. We knew this was not a long term thing,” she said, her finger moving between her and I for emphasis. Katrina sat back on the sofa with a contemplative look on her face.

“Do you still make him to masturbate for you?” she asked Maryanne.

“We’ve kind of moved past that stage, why?” Maryanne asked.

“I’d like to see it,” she said, smiling at Maryanne. “Can you get him to do it for us?”

“What am I not here?” I asked, wondering when this became about me masturbating.

“We could both threaten to cut him off if he doesn’t do it,” Maryanne laughed as she looked at me with raised eyebrows. Katrina sat up straight and I thought she was going to clap her hands she was so giddy.

“Now?” she asked.

“Geek?” Maryanne was still looking at me. “Will you masturbate for us?” she asked. Fuck! This was as unexpected as the first time my sister asked me to do it.

“Right here?” I asked, wondering if it really mattered where I did it.

“This is good,” Maryanne said, moving next to Katrina on the couch like they were the audience at a strip club. I looked at these two sexy women waiting for me to put on a show, when I was struck with a flash of brilliance.

“You guys have to be naked too,” I said. “That’s the rule, remember?” Katrina looked at Maryanne, checking the accuracy of my statement. My sister just shrugged and nodded her head.

“He’s right,” she said. “That is the rule.” Maryanne started unbuttoning her blouse as she nodded for me to take off my clothes. This was so fucking hot. I took off my shirt and waited to see what Katrina was going to do. By the time Maryanne had her bra off, Katrina was slowly starting to shed her clothes too. Holy shit! I was going to masturbate for my sister and my girlfriend while they were both naked on the couch. My cock was ready and willing by the time I unsnapped my jeans.

“He looks ready,” Katrina said, nodding towards my hard cock.

“He always is,” Maryanne answered as she rolled her thong down her shapely legs. Katrina’s eyes were dancing between Maryanne’s naked body and my hard cock as she finished undressing and sat back on the couch.

“Damn!” I sighed. “You two are like every guy’s wet dream!”

“Let’s see it then,” Maryanne said, sitting close enough to Katrina that their thighs were touching. The contrast in their skin tones was one of the most erotic sights I had ever seen. It was about to get much better but I didn’t know that when I started slowly jacking my cock for these naked women.

“Which of us are you thinking about, Geek?” Maryanne asked. Now that was a loaded question.

“Both of you,” I answered diplomatically.

“I’ve never seen a guy do this,” Katrina said excitedly as she squeezed her thighs together.

“Is it turning you on?” I panted, my hand pumping my cock faster. It was certainly turning me on.

“Hell yes!” she answered.

“Would it help you, Ronnie, if maybe we touched each other?” Maryanne asked. I nodded, stroking faster as Katrina looked askance at my sister.

“May I?” Maryanne asked, her hand poised near Katrina’s left breast. The nipple was temptingly taut as Maryanne’s fingers hovered near it. It took a minute, but Katrina finally nodded and Maryanne’s hand encircled her tit. Fuck!

“You have beautiful breasts,” Maryanne said, kneading the closest one as she leaned her head toward it and raised her eyebrows questioningly. Katrina understood and simply nodded, turning her head back to watch me masturbating.

“Mmm,” Katrina gasped when Maryanne sucked the thick, black nipple into her mouth. I was jacking like crazy now, thrusting my hips forward as Maryanne caressed and suckled at Katrina’s breast. Katrina slipped a hand between her own legs and rubbed her wet pussy.

“God! This is so…” she stopped abruptly as Maryanne pushed her hand out of the way and took over the fondling of Katrina’s pussy. That was enough for me.

“I’m going to cum!” I announced, looking around for some tissue.

“Just shoot, Ronnie!” Maryanne said, lifting her mouth from Katrina’s tit. “Shoot on us!” I stepped closer and let loose a stream of cum that landed just on the bottom curve of Katrina’s right breast and trailed down to her stomach. As I kept spurting, I swiveled to get some on Maryanne, but it only landed on her thighs.

“That was… Oh God!” Katrina cried. “I’m going to cum, too,” she screamed as Maryanne expertly fingered her pussy.

“Come on, Geek!” Maryanne said. “Get your mouth down here.” I knelt between Katrina’s widespread legs. Maryanne pulled her fingers out and shoved my face into Katrina’s soggy pussy.

“Oh Fuck!” Katrina moaned as I licked her pussy and sucked her clit into my mouth. Maryanne was still assaulting her breasts and Katrina was in the throes of the longest orgasm I’ve ever seen. She jerked and convulsed continually for several minutes as my sister and I devoured her charms.

She finally pushed us away and fell back on the couch, gasping for breath. “You two!” she stammered. “Fuck!” Maryanne just pulled me over in front her.

“My turn!” she cried, spreading her legs and pulling my head down. I glanced at Katrina who was still catching her breath and didn’t seem fully aware of what was happening. It wasn’t quite a threesome but pretty damn close.

I ate my sister through an explosive orgasm while Katrina just watched. I was kind of hoping she’d reciprocate the breast suckling but she didn’t. My cock was hard again by the time I had eaten both pussies but I didn’t think it was appropriate to suggest any relief. Both women just looked at it appreciatively but didn’t make any move to towards it.

“Can I see some of the videos?” Katrina asked Maryanne.

“Why not?” she shrugged. “It’s not like there’s anything there you haven’t just seen,” she laughed. “Let’s have some dinner and then Ron can pick which ones he wants to show you.”

We were at that awkward moment where we weren’t sure how to act now that the urgency of the sex was over. We were all naked and I wasn’t sure whether I should get dressed or not. Maryanne resolved the issue.

“Why don’t you two wait here and I’ll throw together some sandwiches. No point in getting dressed if we’re just going to watch homemade porn videos,” she said matter-of-factly as she went into the kitchen.

“I can’t believe it was your sister,” Katrina said when we were alone. I sat next to her on the couch with my arm around her.

“I didn’t know how to tell you,” I answered.

“Yeah, it’s not something you would share with many people,” she said. I turned her head to me and kissed her tenderly on the lips.

“Are we going to be okay?” I asked hopefully.

“Yeah,” she said quietly. “I really like your sister,” she continued. “It was weird having her come on to me like that but I really got off from it.” she paused, looking at me. “And so did you!” she teased, wrapping her hand around my fully recovered cock. “I guess this means we’re going to share you.”

“Are you okay with that?” I asked.

“Yeah, for now anyway,” she snuggled up to me and we kissed passionately as she stroked my cock. Goddamn! This was like a fucking dream come true! No more secrets and I can still fuck both Katrina and my sister!

“Here we go!” Maryanne said, walking back into the room with a tray of sandwiches and a large bag of potato chips. She set them down and went back for sodas.

“Whoa, one of us should probably help Ron out with that thing,” Maryanne said, nodding towards my throbbing cock.

“We could have him masturbate for us again,” Katrina laughed.

“Yeah but that would be kind of cruel,” Maryanne said, taking a bite of sandwich.

“I would love to watch you suck him off,” Katrina said. “That is, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind at all,” Maryanne said, taking a drink of soda and sliding down onto the floor in front of me. “We could trade off if you want,” she offered. Holy shit! Yes! A double blowjob would be amazing.

“Maybe next time,” Katrina said. “This time can I just watch?”

“Sure,” Maryanne said, wrapping her hand around my hard-on and locking eyes with Katrina, she fed my cock into her warm mouth. Yes! This was so fucking erotic! I knew I wouldn’t last long.

Katrina was intrigued with my sister’s technique and was closely watching my reaction. “God,” she whispered, leaning in for a closer look. “I can’t wait to watch you guys fuck.” That did it for me. I jerkily shot off into my sister’s warm mouth while Katrina watched her suck and swallow every drop.

“Wow,” she whispered. “You’re good.”

“Ron tells me you are too,” Maryanne said, sitting back on her heels and wiping her mouth. Katrina just smiled.

“I guess you’ve talked about us.” Katrina said, not really a question.

“Just feedback on his training,” Maryanne laughed, causing Katrina to almost choke on her drink.

“When you taught him to eat pussy,” Katrina paused, trying to find the right words. “Did you just do it based on what felt good to you or did you… um… you know… have some…”

“Personal experience?” Maryanne finished her sentence for her and Katrina just nodded, looking relieved that she didn’t have to say it. Maryanne took a minute to formulate what I thought was going to be an obvious answer. But as usual, my sister surprised me.

“A little of both,” she answered, cryptically. “I would love to experiment some more,” she added. Nothing cryptic about that. I waited anxiously for Katrina’s response. When it didn’t come, Maryanne prompted her.

“Is that something you’ve had experience with?” she asked. Katrina blushed.

“A little… but not really… you know… just touching and kissing.” Maryanne nodded, knowingly, while I just stared.

“Well, we don’t have to rush into anything but if you’d like to experiment, I’m sure Ron wouldn’t mind.” She smiled. “In fact, he’d probably get off on making a video of it.”

“Speaking of videos…” Katrina said. Shit! What just happened? My cock was responding already even though my sister had just sucked me off.

“Sure,” Maryanne said. “Ron, do you want to show Katrina to the computer and cue up a couple of juicy ones,” she laughed.

Since the videos were all three minutes long we watched several of the early ones in quick succession. Katrina obviously liked what she saw. Maryanne had brought in an extra chair and the three of us were sitting naked in front of the computer.

“Here’s one from a couple of weeks ago,” I said, cuing up the video where Maryanne traded off several dildos.

“Damn, you are good at this video thing,” Katrina said, giving me a kiss on the cheek. “Would you do one of me?” she asked. Would I? Fuck yes!

“If you’d like,” I answered nonchalantly, like I did this every day. Okay, I did do it every day but only with my sister.

“Why don’t you set up the camera and do it now, Ronnie?” Maryanne said. “You can do it in my bedroom.”

“Sounds good,” I answered, grabbing Katrina’s hand and leading her to Maryanne’s bedroom.

“Do you mind if I watch?” Maryanne asked.

“Not at all,” Katrina answered as we headed down the hall.

There wasn’t anything to set up. The camera was always ready and I only used the tripod when I was going to be in the video.

Katrina was standing next to the bed waiting for direction, when I got another flash of brilliance.

“Maryanne,” I said turning to my sister. “Go stand next to Katrina a minute.” She nodded approvingly and walked over to the bed. “Both of you face me, with one arm around each other’s waist.” I directed.

“Like this?” Maryanne asked, putting her arm around Katrina and smiling like it was a family portrait. Katrina put her arm around Maryanne and stood up straight, causing her breasts to jut out proudly.

“Perfect,” I said and it was. Fuck! I started with a full frontal shot and then moved around, shooting from the side and the back. The side shot was particularly enticing as it highlighted the difference in contour of their two bodies. Maryanne’s stomach was slightly flatter or maybe it just looked that way because Katrina’s breasts were larger.

My cock was rock hard as I compared their two bodies. Even though both women were about the same height, Maryanne’s legs were longer giving them a more shapely appearance. I love my sister’s sexy ass but it looked like a cute dimple compared to Katrina’s more fully rounded cheeks. Katrina’s ass curve started higher and ended lower than Maryanne’s and I couldn’t help but zoom in for a closer comparison.

“Now turn and embrace each other,” I said when I was back in front of them. This was so fucking great! Katrina wrapped her arms around Maryanne’s neck while Maryanne let her hands rest on Katrina’s ass. They pulled each other close, pressing their breasts together. Fuck! My cock ached in reaction to the contrast in their skin tones as much as the sexy mashing of their tits. Then, without any direction from me they started kissing.

Maryanne initiated it but Katrina didn’t resist. I zoomed in for a close-up of their open mouthed kiss and then panned down Katrina’s back to where Maryanne’s fingers were kneading her fleshy ass cheeks. This was easily the most erotic thing I had ever seen.

Although mostly passive, Katrina seemed to respond positively to my sister’s lead. They were kissing and grinding their pussies together but Katrina hadn’t moved her arms from around Maryanne’s neck.

By the time they broke the kiss, both women were nearly panting. Maryanne trailed light kisses down Katrina’s neck and across her shoulder blade while she brought one hand up to caress her dark hued breast. I was so turned on by these women that I nearly forgot my role as cameraman. Recovering quickly I zoomed in just as Maryanne sucked Katrina’s distended black nipple into her mouth.

“Mmm,” Katrina moaned as my sister sucked and nibbled. Moving from breast to breast, she pulled on the nipples with her teeth, stretching them out from her breasts just like she had taught me to do. God, this was so fucking sexy!

Maryanne continued planting kisses down the front of Katrina’s torso until her face was buried in the other woman’s cushy bush. Kneeling now, Maryanne gripped Katrina’s ass cheeks and kissed her way between Katrina’s legs. I loved watching my sister make love to my girlfriend but I was anxious for Katrina to take a more active role.

“Cut!” I yelled, impulsively. They weren’t going to last very long standing up like this and I wanted to make sure Katrina would reciprocate.

“What?” they cried in unison.

“Can he do that?” Katrina asked. Maryanne shrugged resignedly, looking at me for direction.

“Katrina’s turn to kiss her way down your body,” I said to my sister. “Then you two can continue on the bed right where you left off.” I held my breath as the women looked at each other. Then Katrina reached down and helped Maryanne to her feet. Yes!

Maryanne smiled at me as they embraced for another kiss. This time, Katrina had her hands on Maryanne’s ass as she initiated the kiss. Fuck! She was doing just what I asked. I zoomed in as she kissed her way down Maryanne’s neck and wrapped her dark lips around my sister’s pale pink nipple.

“Yeah,” Maryanne sighed. “This is going to make a great video.” Katrina attacked Maryanne’s nipples with the same vitality my sister had shown to hers. Kneading the fleshy, white mounds and switching her mouth back and forth between the taut nipples.

Following my sister’s lead, Katrina kissed her way down Maryanne’s body and knelt with her face in front of her pussy. She glanced at me to see if I was going to stop her. When I didn’t, she smiled and flicked her tongue across Maryanne’s labia. Fuck! She’s actually eating my sister’s pussy! I moved in for a closer shot.

“Ohhh,” Maryanne cried, her legs shaking as Katrina’s tongue teased her moist lips open. “Can we take this to the bed?” Maryanne asked.

“Absolutely,” I said, stepping back so they had room to maneuver.

Maryanne laid down on her back and scooted up to the head of her bed, making room for Katrina between her outstretched legs. Katrina didn’t hesitate for a second. Crawling up between my sister’s thighs she stuck out her tongue seductively before lowering her face to Maryanne’s wet pussy. Fuck! I moved around to the side of the bed and zoomed in on Katrina’s tongue as it licked and probed at my sister’s aroused pussy.

“I’ve never done this,” Katrina said, taking a breath and locking eyes with Maryanne.

“Just do what you would like,” Maryanne coached her. “You can’t really get it wrong,” she laughed. “What you’re doing feels great!” Katrina plunged her tongue back into my sister’s pussy and I moved around the bed, zooming in and out to get as many angles as possible.

“Oh yeah!” Maryanne moaned. “Just like that! Keep… doing… that!” she cried as she dug her fingers into Katrina’s scalp and humped her pussy against the other woman’s face. My cock was rock solid as I zoomed in on my sister’s face, catching her in the throes of a powerful orgasm.

What a great shot! Just as Maryanne started relaxing, I panned down past her heaving chest and zoomed in on Katrina’s wide-eyed face and her pussy-soaked mouth. She was beaming radiantly as she smiled proudly at my sister. Maryanne reached out for her and Katrina scurried up, lying prone and crushing their tits together as they shared a post-coital kiss. Damn!

“Your turn,” Maryanne said, rolling Katrina off to the side and scooting down to the end of the bed. Katrina smiled kind of sheepishly at me as she spread her legs for my sister. Maryanne knelt with her ass in the air, ready to eat Katrina’s pussy.

“You don’t need to video this, Geek,” Maryanne said, wiggling her ass at me as she lowered her head between Katrina’s thighs. “Fuck me while I get your girlfriend off.” Fuck yes! A threesome!

I set the camera down and stepped up behind my sister’s sexy, bare ass. Her puffed out pussy lips were still glistening with juice from her recent orgasms. I gently probed her slick opening with my cockhead as I grabbed her hips with my hands. Teasingly, I inched my cock into her hole, holding her firmly so she couldn’t push back against me.

“Mmmphph,” she moaned into Katrina’s pussy as I slid in another inch. “Geek! Fuck me!” Maryanne cried.

“I am,” I answered calmly while winking at Katrina. We smiled at each other and she blew me a kiss as she pulled Maryanne’s face back into her crotch. Fuck! It was an honest-to-God threesome. I was fucking my sister while she was eating Katrina’s pussy.

When my cock bottomed out, I pressed against my sister’s ass, not moving in or out, just holding it still inside her hot, velvety tunnel. Pulling out with the same excruciating slowness, I teased my sister’s anxious pussy just the way she taught me.

“Fuck me, Geek,” she pleaded quietly, while taking a quick breath from Katrina’s delectable pussy.

“If that’s what you really want,” I answered calmly while moderately increasing the speed of my strokes. My pace was still slower than what I’m sure my sister wanted but it was enough to create some much-anticipated friction inside her smoldering pussy. I still held her hips so she couldn’t rock against me as I gradually picked up speed. This was killing me too and I finally gave in and started really fucking.

“Oh God!” Maryanne moaned when I finally progressed to an acceptable rhythm. Katrina was moaning as well, anxious for Maryanne to get her mouth back on her overheated snatch.

Katrina had her fingers tangled in Maryanne’s hair and was rocking her pussy against my sister’s face. This was so fucking awesome! Once I started moving, I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold on for long.

“Oh God! I’m cumming!” Katrina cried, locking eyes with me as she humped her ass off the bed and held Maryanne’s face tightly against her pussy. I stepped up my pace, smiling at Katrina as I tried to push Maryanne over the brink as well.

“Ohhhh! YEAH!” Katrina cried, her body shaking as her orgasm rocketed through her body and she convulsed under my sister’s machinations. When Katrina relaxed her grip on my sister’s head, Maryanne pushed herself up on all fours and slammed back against my cock.

“Oh God! Fuck me harder, Ronnie!” Maryanne cried as one of her hands disappeared between her legs. “Fuck…meeeee!” she screamed as I pummeled my cock into her and let loose a torrent of built up cum deep inside her pulsating pussy.

“God yes!” Maryanne moaned, clamping her pussy muscles around my discharging cock as her body quivered and shook with the intense pleasure of her own release.

Maryanne collapsed on top of Katrina, pulling loose from my spent cock as she mashed their bodies together. Seeking Katrina’s mouth with her own, they kissed passionately as I crawled up next to them, totally spent.

“Wow,” Maryanne said quietly. We were lying flat on our backs next to each other, Katrina in the middle between my sister and I, our bodies touching.

“Ohmygod,” Katrina laughed, covering her face with her hands. “I’ve never done anything like that before!” She was giddy with excitement, giggling into her hands.

“A first for me, too,” I said, sincerely hoping it wouldn’t the last time. I waited for Maryanne to chime in with her admission but she changed the subject instead. Interesting.

“Are you okay with us sending a copy of the video to my husband in Afghanistan?” she asked.

“Do you think he’d…um… you know… enjoy seeing you with another woman?”

“Oh, I think he’ll rub himself raw over this,” Maryanne laughed. “It’s been a long time since he’s gotten anything really new or different.” She turned on her side to face Katrina. “There are only so many ways Ron can video me. It’s gotten a little routine.”

“Not from what I saw!” Katrina countered, then turned towards me. “Ron knows that I already fantasize about someone getting off to pictures of me.” She looked back at Maryanne. “I think I’d like knowing your husband is too. Besides,” she added, clapping her hands together and flashing her radiant smile, “I’d be helping the troops!”

Laughter turned into a group hug and then six hands began roaming over three naked bodies. Lips found willing lips as well as aroused nipples. One mouth closed around a cock while two others devoured wet pussies. The video editing would have to wait.

After another mind-blowing threesome, where I fucked Katrina while she ate Maryanne’s pussy, Maryanne asked Katrina to spend the night. I can’t even describe to you what it felt like to sleep sandwiched between these two naked beauties. Suffice to say we were almost late for class.

Of course, Mark loved the videos. I edited the footage down to four different three-minute videos and we sent them on consecutive days. Mark’s accolades got more impassioned with each email until he finally asked for footage of Maryanne eating Katrina’s pussy. Both women willing obliged and I soon had another week’s worth of videos for Mark.

Katrina was practically staying with us now and I had the most amazing freshman year sandwiched between her and Maryanne every night. Katrina loved being in videos as much as she enjoyed posing for Chris’ camera. Mark was treated to some amazing footage.

One thing I didn’t film was the evening Maryanne and Katrina teamed up to make me their boy toy. They started with a dual blowjob, each licking opposite sides of my cock before they shared it between their mouths, trading off swallowing my cum. They finished up the evening with Katrina on my face and Maryanne on my cock while they kissed and fondled each other’s tits. Damn, I blew a boatload of cum that night.

We haven’t talked much about the future or what happens when Mark gets home but for now everything is perfect. Besides, isn’t living in the present one of the secrets to a happy, healthy life? Well, it sure as hell is if that present includes two insatiable beauties!