Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

“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.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“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!