by Selena Kitt
Cameron dropped his chin to his chest with a strangled sigh.
“Don’t look down,” Virginia snapped. “You’re going to watch her fuck me with this cock.”
Virginia rolled over and spread her legs up in a perfect “V” for Lily—they were going to give Cameron a hot little show. Lily wasted no time in getting on top and filling her friend’s pussy with toy cock. Virginia gasped at the invasion. The dildo was hard, unforgiving, and Lily went at it with gusto. Virginia cried out with each thrust, reaching up to cup Lily’s heavy breasts, thumbing her nipples.
The strap-on vibrated as they fucked. Lily moaned and ground her hips, maneuvering the small end of the strap on that fit inside her own pussy. The longer, cock-shaped part she shoved into Virginia, who cried out, meeting her every thrust. Soon they were both groaning and mewing like kittens together on the bed in a hot, sweaty tangle.
“Gonna come,” Virginia gasped, arching to meet Lily’s continued thrusts. “Oh God, yes, make me come!”
Cameron groaned and Virginia turned her head at the sound, meeting his eyes as her climax rocked her. He bit his lip as he watched her writhe under Lily’s shuddering body—she was coming too, rolling her hips with her orgasm—and Virginia saw his cock bouncing in rhythm with his heart, the tip leaking pre-cum.
“Think he’s had enough torture?” Virginia asked her friend with a sly smile.
“I dunno…” Lily leaned in to plant a long, hot kiss on Virginia’s mouth before slowly sliding the strap-on out of her still spasming pussy.
“More torture, Cam?” Virginia teased, watching Lily unstrap the toy, turning it off before tossing it, still wet, onto the bed.
“Please, Ginny,” he moaned. “Don’t do this.”
“Why not?” She made a face at him. “That camera is pointed right at you, Cam. It’s capturing every minute of your torture. Feeling humiliated yet?”
He nodded miserably. “You got your revenge, Gin. Can we… please… just stop?”
“No.” She pouted, pushing Lily down onto the bed as she glanced at Cameron’s cock. It was thick and swollen, a long, clear string of pre-cum dripping from the tip, halfway to the floor. “You haven’t had enough yet.”
“Fuck,” he swore as Virginia positioned herself over Lily’s eager mouth while she bent her head to taste her friend.
“Do I taste as good as you do?” Virginia murmured, running her tongue through the pink labyrinth of her friend’s wet cunt.
“Mmmm,” Lily agreed, rocking her hips. “Move this way, I want to show Cam what he’s missing.”
Virginia let Lily position her so her pussy and ass were pointed straight at her stepbrother. She couldn’t see him at all anymore, but she was concentrating on Lily’s wet mound.
“See that, Cam?” Lily teased. “Look how wet and swollen she is?”
“Jesus, Lily, quit,” Cameron begged, letting out a low groan when Lily slipped a finger slowly into Virginia’s ass.
“Oh God!” Virginia squirmed, feeling the pressure as her asshole tightened involuntarily around her friend’s probing finger.
“She likes a finger in her ass when you lick her,” Lily teased, slipping it in a little further now. Virginia moaned, feeling two of Lily’s fingers sliding to her pussy too. “She likes all those holes filled, don’t you, baby?”
“Mmmm,” Virginia agreed, rocking back as Lily started to fuck her pussy and ass. Her clit throbbed with need.
“Stop it!” Cameron cried. “I mean it. Knock it off!’
“Why?” Lily cooed. “Isn’t this what you wanted? To watch your sister get off? You’re bad, Cam. You’re a sick, twisted pervert, you know that, right? You’ve been watching her, thinking about her…”
Virginia cried out, half because Lily’s fingers were working their magic, and half because her words were so arousing, she was more than half-way to orgasm just listening.
“Shut up, Lily!” Cameron sounded really mad now. “Shut the fuck up. You don’t know anything!”
“I know you want to fuck your sister.” Lily moved her hand, fingers plunging deeper, in and out of Virginia’s wetness. “Don’t lie. I know you do. Look at that hard fucking cock. You want it so bad you can’t even stand it.”
“Please.” He whispered the word. “You’re killing me.”
“That’s the idea.” Lily laughed, but then she didn’t talk anymore, because her mouth covered Virginia’s clit, licking and sucking furiously.
“Oh! Oh!” Virginia, who had been spelling out the alphabet with her tongue on Lily’s clit the whole time, forgot entirely what she was doing. Her pussy clamped down on Lily’s fingers, her asshole clenching as her orgasm ripped through her. “Oh fuck! Cam, it feels so good in my pussy and my ass! Fuck me hard! Harder! I’m coming so hard for you!”
No one moved for at least a full minute. Virginia panted, cheek against the soft skin of Lily’s inner thigh, recovering from her climax. Lily slowly removed her fingers. Cameron’s breath, which had been coming hard and fast, seemed to have disappeared altogether. Virginia couldn’t hear him at all and wondered, for a minute, if he’d passed out or something.
“Um…” Virginia slowly lifted her head, going up to her hands and knees, still dizzy, glancing back and seeing her stepbrother’s face, pained, his eyes on her. “I…”
“I think he’s had enough.” Lily slid out from under Virginia, rolling off the bed and grabbing a t-shirt off the floor. She pulled it over her head, covering herself.
“Did you hear her?” Cameron’s mouth barely moved as he stared at his stepsister, but he was talking to Lily. “Did you hear?”
“I heard.” Lily grabbed the keys off the desk and unlocked one of his hands from the cuffs. “Time to end this thing.”
“Thanks,” he said, sighing and flexing his right hand and wrist.
“I’m not ending it for your sake,” Lily snapped, glancing back at her friend.
Virginia sat, frowning at her stepbrother, trying to make sense of it. She had no blood left in her brain, apparently.
“Jerk it, Cam.” Lily sat on the floor, her back against the bed, facing him, one knee up. “While we watch.”
“What?” He gaped at her, glancing down at his cock.
Virginia noted with quite a bit of satisfaction that it was a nice shade of purple.
“You heard her.” Virginia finally had her breath back. She slid down onto the floor next to Lily, taking her friend’s hand. She felt heat filling her face as she watched her stepbrother reaching slowly for his cock.
She’d realized, just then, what she’d said, in the heat of orgasm. What she’d said out loud. Her fantasy—of Cameron positioned behind her, pounding her pussy with that thick, gorgeous cock of his while he fingered her asshole—had been running through her head like a movie. And knowing he was actually watching Lily finger and fuck her ass? That was just frosting on the cake.
Until it was all over, and she realized—holy fuck, I said that out loud. They know I was fantasizing about being fucked by my own stepbrother.
“Do it, Cam.” Virginia pointed at the hand he had now wrapped around his cock. “You’ve been doing it for weeks anyway, watching me, right?”
Virginia pointed to the hole in the wall where the camera’s eye had been watching her, recording her most intimate moments.
“Ginny, please.” He met her eyes, shaking his head. “Don’t…”
“If you want out of that chair any time soon, I suggest you start tugging on that dick,” Lily snapped. She grabbed Ginny’s knee, pulling it toward hers, showing him Virginia’s wet, swollen pussy. “Wait, is this what you need? You need to see your sister’s cunt to get off?”
“Lily,” Virginia whispered, shaking her head.
“Oh you know he likes it,” Lily said, reaching a hand down between Virginia’s open thighs. “And so do you, apparently.”
“No…” Virginia denied it, but even as she shook her head, she couldn’t take her eyes off the hand moving up and down Cameron’s ha
rd cock. Her stepbrother’s erection was enormous up close, and watching him jerk it was making her mouth water. Christ, what was wrong with her?
“Give me a break.” Lily rolled her eyes, using two fingers to spread Virginia’s pussy lips wide, showing Cameron everything. “He wants to fuck you so bad it hurts, look at him.”
Cameron bit his lower lip, his gaze fixed on Virginia’s spread cunt, hand moving faster between his legs.
“And you want it too, don’t you, Ginny?” Lily urged. “Look at that cock. Wouldn’t you love to feel that inside of you? I bet he’d give you a nice, good, hard pounding with that gorgeous fucking thing.”
“No,” she whispered, reaching down to cover herself, even as her nipples hardened.
“No, Ginny, please.” Cameron lifted his eyes to hers. “Let me see you. Fuck you’re so beautiful, let me just… look at you… I just want to look at you…”
Virginia let out a low, pained moan, her pussy clenching at his words.
“It’s the least you can do for the poor guy,” Lily urged, using one finger to circle Virginia’s throbbing clit. “Let him at least look his fill, up close and personal.”
“Oh fuck,” Virginia cried, her gaze dropping to Cameron’s lap, where he tugged fiercely on his cock, his hand making a slick noise as he moved it up and down, precum lubricating his shaft. “What’s happening? This can’t be happening…”
“Please, Ginny,” he whispered, leaning back as much as the handcuffs would allow, shifting his hips forward, looking at her through half-closed eyes. “Say it again…”
She shook her head, knowing what he wanted, but she couldn’t. Lily’s finger rubbed faster, rounding her clit again and again, making her whole pussy throb with need.
“Just one more time,” he pleaded, squeezing the head of his cock so hard it was blue. “Tell me you want me.”
“Oh fuck, Cam,” she breathed, her hips rocking all on their own, her gaze moving from his cock up to meet his dark, hungry eyes. “Yes! Oh I want it, I want your big fucking cock buried in my pussy! I want to come all over it! I want you! I want you! Fuckkkk!”
Cameron let out a loud yell, hips bucking up in the chair, his cock pistoning up through his fist as he came. Virginia gasped in shock as the first, explosive spray of his cum landed, perfectly aimed, on her lower belly. It dripped down toward her pussy, leaving a hot trail, where Lily continued to rub Virginia’s hard clit. The second blast of his cum decorated her rug, not reaching as far, but Virginia only half-registered it, because she was coming too, coming with him, their eyes locked, sharing something in that moment that both scared and excited her.
He collapsed in the chair, head bent, while Virginia turned her face into Lily’s shoulder. Her friend stroked her hair, kissed her cheek.
“I’m sorry,” Cameron croaked, finally looking up.
“Let him loose.” Virginia barely got the words out. She grabbed for one of her t-shirts, pulling over her head.
Lily unlocked the other three pairs of handcuffs. Cameron stood to pull up his pants and boxers while avoiding the gaze of the two young women.
“Leave the money on the bed and go,” Virginia said, not moving from her spot on the floor.
Cameron didn’t say anything as he pulled a hundred and twenty dollars from his wallet, dropping it near a spot that was still wet with his stepsister’s come, and then turned toward the door.
“Cam,” Lily called, stopping him in his tracks. “You’re going to double your price and have your friends tune into the same bat-channel at the same bat-time next week—since they’re going to get a two-fer with me and Ginny—and you’re going to give us the money.”
“What, all of it?” Cameron turned his head to gape at her.
“Well, I guess you contribute something… so let’s say we split it with you 90-10, in our favor.” Lily held up the camera remote. “Don’t forget, we have you on video, doing things I’m sure you don’t want anyone else to see.”
Cameron sighed, nodded, and then left.
“You okay?” Lily asked as Virginia moved onto the bed, hugging her pillow and staring at the closed bedroom door.
“Fine.” She blinked, trying to shake it off. It had just been the heat of the moment, she told herself. It didn’t mean anything. She rolled over and sat, grinning at Lily, putting on the bravest face she could muster. “Let’s go shopping with that cash.”
* * * *
Virginia finished compressing and filing “Cameron’s World” on her computer. Lily convinced her she had to keep it, for leverage. That’s when she saw the folder she’d copied from his laptop. She flushed, remembering the show she’d put on for the guys. She imagined he now had that tape too. She’d thought having a tape of him doing the same thing would feel good, but it didn’t. It actually felt kind of awful.
They’d been avoiding each other since it happened. She’d stayed off the spinning bike and she hadn’t even seen him in the kitchen at breakfast eating cereal.
She double-clicked on the folder she’d copied over from his computer, looking at the titles of the videos he’d created. There was “Busy Hands,” where she double-fucked herself with her fingers, “Doggy Style,” which was self-explanatory, and “Wish It Was Me,” in which she fucked and deep-throated her vibrator.
She noticed “Virginia 1” and figured it was the first video he’d made of her. How long had he been doing it? She wondered. Curious, she clicked on it. But wasn’t of her at all.
It was a video of him playing a song on his guitar and singing about her hair. As she watched, she saw him stop and scribble some new lyrics on a piece of paper before starting again. His voice wasn’t great, but it wasn’t bad either. And he could actually play the guitar. How had she not known this about him?
“Virginia 2” was a funny song about her on the spin bike. “Virginia 3” was a song about a woman he adored from afar but could never have. “Virginia 4” was a straight-up ballad professing how much he loved her. “Virginia 5” was both kinky and sweet as he sang:
Watching Virginia between the sheets...
Wanting Virginia between the sheets…
The impossible place where our bodies meet…
As one…
The impossible space where our hearts beat…
As one…
Virginia knocked by no one answered. When she opened his bedroom door, she found him asleep, turned away from the door, facing the wall. His breathing was deep and even. Inspired, she stripped down to nothing and slid between the sheets with him. Her sudden presence jolted him out of slumber and he spun in the bed, nearly hitting her with his elbow.
“Virginia? What the hell?” He blinked, rubbing his eyes. “Is Lily here or something? Are you going to handcuff me again?”
“No, Cameron.” She cringed at his response, reaching out to touch his cheek. He hadn’t shaved and it was prickly. “It’s just me. It’s just us.”
“Are… are you crying?” He touched her cheek too, soft, bringing his fingers back to look at them in the dimness. They were wet.
“I heard the songs,” she confessed with a sniff. “The impossible place where our bodies meet as one?”
“Oh crap.” He covered his face with one hand, turning his face toward the pillow, voice muffled.
“You know, you could’ve said something—instead of putting a camera in my wall.”
“Wha… what?” He peeked out from under his hand at her, frowning.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I didn’t know how.” He swallowed. “You’re so beautiful… But you’re… fuck…”
“I know.” She sighed. “I didn’t want to say it out loud either.”
“Say what?” He cocked his head at her.
“That I’m falling for my stepbrother.”
He let out a pent-up breath. “Mom and Dad would freak.”
“They don’t have to know.” She edged closer to him, until they were belly to belly. The feel of his skin against hers was heaven. “I
’m sorry Lily and I did that to you. I was just so pissed…”
“No, I’m sorry.” He lowered his head, shaking it. “It was stupid. It was even more stupid to invite the guys.”
“Stupider. It was stupider.”
Cameron rolled his eyes and laughed. “Okay, grammar nerd.”
“Let’s delete the videos together,” she suggested. “We can start over now that, well… now that all our cards are on the table.”
“Can I keep ‘Doggy Style’ though?” Cameron grinned. “It’s really fucking hot.”
“Why bother when you can have the real thing?” Virginia rolled to her belly, pushing her bottom in the air.
He didn’t hesitate, not even a second. Rolling atop her and began kissing the back of her neck while his hard cock pressed between her cheeks through his underwear.
“God, you smell good,” he whispered. “Every time I watched you, I wished I could taste you, feel you, smell you…”
“Please, Cameron. I want you in me.” She was already rubbing her clit.
“We have to be quiet.” He tugged his boxers down and she moaned softly when she felt the head of his cock slap against her ass.
“I know,” she whispered, glancing toward the closed door. Their parents were sleeping somewhere, his dad and her mom. They’d deal with that later, she told herself. “I’ll be quiet for you, I promise. Just please don’t tease me anymore, because if I don’t get to have you inside me, I’m going to—ohhhhhhhhhhh!”
“Shhhhh!” he urged, as he entered her, but his hands gripped her hips hard, his fingers trembling. He felt huge inside of her, swollen to an impossible girth. “Oh God, you feel so good.”
“Yes,” she whispered back, rocking with him as he started to move. She balled up the bottom sheet in her hands and he reached under her arms to put his hands atop hers. It was a sweet gesture, so loving, and it melted her completely. She was like butter underneath him, soft and open and waiting to be spread.
“Fuck, Virginia,” he hissed. “You’re so fucking tight.”
“Don’t stop, Cameron,” she urged, keeping her voice just above a whisper. “Please, please, don’t stop.”
