A Model Sister

Christy

She grit her teeth tightly as he slid into her. She had never felt more full in her life. The pleasure was intense. She bucked her hips growling out, "I dont care! Fuck me!" Her nympho nature taking over her mind and body she began to rock under him. She needed him to move, it felt too damned hot to sit still. She cried out as he began to thrust, her pussy tightening around his thrusting cock. She whimpered in her throat, biting down on her bottom lip as more waves of pleasure took their hold on her. She reached between her legs and began to finger her clit, moaning out in ecstasy.
"oooooooh God! Steve!" She couldn't contain her own wild streak. She slammed backwards into him. The mixture of pain and pleasure was intense, she panted for air. She was going to cum once again.
 
Steve

Once again I could feel my sister getting ready to cum again. Christy gripped hard on my cock as her pussy walls contracted around it. The mixture of this gripping and our thrusting had my cock at a boiling point. When I felt her let go and hear her moaning again I began to let loose a torrunt of jizz. Splashing deep inside her. I pulled out and began masturbating myself and shooting jets of spunk all over my little sister.
 
Christy

She cried out in pleasure as she came all over him. She felt him pull out of her and shoot his hot cum all over her back and ass. Whimpering a little, she looked over her shoulder to watch as he errupted all over the place. She collasped to the bed, panting for air. Her small frame shaking from her romp in the sack. She moaned out one last time and lay still beneath him, just breathing in and out. Every now and then her thighs would tremble as she moved a little, her muscles not wanting to work for her right this moment.
 
Steve

As Christy fell to the bed I was still cumming. I pulled myself off firing jet after jet of cum all over my sister's backside. It seemed like I just couldn't stop cumming the experience was so horny and taboo. I finally settled down and fired off one last load that landed on her back. My hand sticky with my own jizz I leaned down to rub it into her skin. I could hear Christy panting trying to recover. I sat there looking at her, drenched in cum, exhausted. I thought she might be a sleep already, I'm sure all that alcohol didn't help.

I stood up and grabbed another camera. I snapped off a couple shots of her lying on my bed covered with my cum. I snapped a couple more pics, the shutter moving.
 
Christy

She lay in a dazed state. The cum running down her parted folds and down her back. She shivered a little, and hiccuped. She was wasted and very tired. Her eyes fell closed, her breathing moving to an even rate. She was slowly dozing off to sleep. Sighing, she smiled a little. She was completely worn out and drunk off her ass. She heard the faint sound of a camera shooting pictures, but paid it no mind. She fell into a deep slumber, dreaming of nothing.
 
Steve

When I was done I realized I had shot another whole roll on my sister. I sat there curious as to how they would look. I looked down at her, poor sis I thought. Trashed, Thrashed and Thoroughly Fucked Out. I pulled her hair away from her face and I stood up and grabbed both rolls of films and head off to my dark room.

I spent all night in there processing and developing. I had become obsessed with her beautiful body. She embodied sexiness and beauty for me at this moment. The photos making me remember last night, making me horny again. As the night wore on though I began feeling a little guilt for taking advantage of her. I began to worry about how she would react in the morning. Part of me was hiding out in the dark room so that I could see what I had shot, the other part was just hiding from Christy.
 
Christy

She awoke the next morning with a terrible hang over. Her head hurt and her mouth tasted funny. She groaned, rolling over onto her back. She kept her eyes tightly closed, trying not to let any painful rays of light shoot in and make her brain ache worse. She laid there carefully breathing in and out. But even that hurt. Vague bits and pieces began to come back to her from the night before. She rolled to her side, "oh god.. What have I done?!' She lay there just trying to collect her thoughts. Maybe it was best if she just pretended she didn't recall any of it? She did not know what to do, nor even where Steve was at the moment. Good. She needed to rationalize her thoughts a little. She got up and tugged on a robe. trying not to move too much, she walked like a zombie. She barely made it down to the kitchen and began to brew some coffee. Sitting down at one of the bar stools, she held her hand in her head.
"Ok christy, dont move...." She mumbled to herself as the room blurred and swayed to and fro. This was just not going to be her day. Everything hurt or ached, and she knew right off it would just mess up her whole day.
 
Steve

I could hear christy stumbling out of my bedroom, and by the way she was talking to herself she was hungover and probably didn't know I was there. I didn't know what I would say to her. I knew I couldn't hide from her all summer, but I felt safe in here. I looked at the photos I shot of her. I soon realized though that I couldn't do this, I was going to have to confront her sooner or later. I just needed an angle.

I stepped out of the darkroom and saw her swaying on a barstool holding her head at my kitchen counter. Poor sis I thought. My big brother insitnct kicked in, I walked over to her and put my arm around her.

"How are you doing this morning sis?" I inquired, but all I got back were some groans.
 
Christy

Her head was pounding and her body hurt. She swayed a little, holding onto the countertop for support.
"I feel.....like shit.." She whispered, anything louder made her head pound worse than before. She felt his arms wrap around her a little tighter, help hold her up. She smiled, but groaned again. This was just not going to be her day. She shouldn't have drank so much to begin with. Glancing around the kitchen she mumbled something about needing coffee. She sat down on the stood and rested her forhead on her arms. The countertop was cool, and made her feel alot better.
"Steve? I dont feel too well this morning.. Everything is a blur."
 
Steve

I felt sorry for my poor sister, and without thinking I put my arms all the way around her. I pressed up against her fully, and started to sway with her. I gave her a kiss on the back of the neck when I heard her say, "Steve? I dont feel too well this morning.. Everything is a blur."

I backed off hoping she hadn't noticed the reaction from below my waist I was getting. "I'm sorry you don't feel too well? Is there anything I can do?" Christy just moaned back at me and after I pause I questioned, "what do you mean everything's a blur?"
 
Christy

She moaned, holding her head in her hands.
"Please steve.. dont yell so loud.. I dont recall much of last night.. If anything, im not sure.. Bits and pieces are coming back to me.." She sat forward, resting her hot forehead against the cool marble of the counter top.
"I recall the movie, and then heat.. and visions. But.. "She didnt know where to begin, and what was real and what wasnt.
"Steve.. What happened last night?" She whispered her question, hoping she was only imagining these things, that she didn't fuck her own brother last night.. And that the porno she watched was playing havock on her mind.
 
Steve

OOC: Sorry I've been away so long, got kind of swamped with work lately.

IC: I looked down at my poor sister. Confused and just wrecked from the night before I could see her struggling to find reality. I gave her a reassuring hug and did something I'd never done before to her. I lied to her.

"Nothing really happened last night."

I could see Christy looking at me, trying to read the situation beyond her hungover eyes.

"Well I mean, we watched some movie on the Adult channel and got drunk. You said you'd help me out with my assignment, but then we both got drunk and you passed out. I carried you into my room and put you to bed, and I fell asleep on the couch".

I felt nervous lying to her like that, I just wanted to go, so she wouldn't know I had been lying. Christy stared at me with eyes that wanted to be sharp, but just couldn't. I began packing up my things trying to make an escape.

"Listen I'm really sorry about this, but last night after you passed out I got a call for some work at the studio so I'm going to have to get going. Also it looks like you're off the hook for modeling any more. I think I found someone willing to do it".

I gave her a kiss on the top of her head and headed for the door.

"Listen, if you're feeling up to it tonight why don't we go out for some dinner. My treat, it'll be a celebration dinner OK?"

Christy didn't say anything, she was busy nursing her hangover.

I walked out of the appartment feeling like dirt for lying to my sister, and knowing full well I'd have to use the photos I'd shot of her last night. Or maybe I just felt a little rejected. I just hoped she wasn't going to be stumbling around in the dark room or I might have some explaining to do. Either way I was off to the pubs again.
 
BUMP!

OOC: If anyone still reading this is interested in joining in I'd be more then happy to re-explore this thread. We obviously need a new sister, but other character ideas would be appreciated as well.
 
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