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  “I don’t know,” Matt said hesitantly.

  “Trust me,” Luke assured him, “worst case scenario we watch her naked butt streak back to her room once she loses. It’ll be funny.”

  Matt didn’t really have a response for that one. He could be protective of his sister sometimes, but if she wanted to make a fool of herself in front of Luke, he supposed it wouldn’t really do any harm.

  As Luke had predicted, Katie struggled to get even close to a bonus level, while the two boys steadily reached two apiece. But then, that was what she’d had in mind all along. As she took off her second sock, she wiggled her toes at them and grinned. Then, tucking them beneath her, she took up her controller again and waited to see what would happen next.

  Matt scored next, and it was plain he was almost sorry he had, as Katie stood up and slipped her t-shirt over her head, tossing to the floor. He seemed on the verge of saying something to Luke when Luke too reached the same level. Standing again, Katie unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts, fast so as not to lose her courage, and pulled them off. She sat down once again, trying to seem placid, though her skin felt absolutely electric.

  Matt made one more feeble attempt to stop what was happening, and it was obvious he had decided to tank his own game, but Luke only laughed at his friend’s objections and in short order reached two more levels.

  Dutifully, Katie stood up once more. Reaching behind her, she unhooked her bra and slipped the straps from her shoulder revealing her soft, supple breasts. Then, thinking suddenly of some pictures she’d seen, she turned her back to the boys and slowly pulled her panties to the floor, giving them a generous view of her bottom and a quick peek at the lips of pussy.

  “Fine, you’ve had your fun, now run to your room before one of us sees you,” Luke laughed again, but Katie stood her ground. Turning to face them, she moved to stand in front of Luke, blocking his view of the TV.

  “It’s ok. I don’t mind I you look,” she said softly. “I want you to look. What do you think?”

  “Stop it, Katie,” Matt demanded, but Luke did look. He started at her feet and his eyes traveled slowly up her long legs, taking in her red pubic hair, her hips, her white belly, her pale pink nipples, and finally looking her straight in the eye. “Not bad,” he nodded.

  Katie ignored his apparent slight and turned to her brother. “You can look too, Matt. I like it.” And the truth was, she really, really did. Now that she was naked, and Luke hadn’t run screaming from the room, her nervousness had faded, leaving behind only the feel of the air on her bare skin, air that she now shared with two other people. Her step-brother kept his eyes locked on the TV, refusing to look, but with one hand she reached down to her breast, cupped it in her hand and used her thumb to twirl the nipple. That definitely had Luke’s attention.

  Ignoring her step-brother for the moment, she focused on seducing Luke. “If I laid on the floor and let you see all of me, would you masturbate to me?” She moved her hand lower, so it rested on her belly, just above her curly red pubic mound. This clearly had an effect.

  “I don’t know,” Luke said, hesitant but clearly intrigued. “You’ll show it all?”

  “Of course” she giggled. “I’ll lay down and spread my legs and you can look at me all you want. And I’ll masturbate too.” She glanced at Matt, who was now at last looking at her, if only in shock at her suggestion. “You can masturbate too, Matt. I want you to.”

  Luke looked at Matt conspiratorially, barely able to believe what was unfolding. “What do you say, dude? I mean, could be fun. It’s not like real redheads are a dime a dozen, and I haven’t jerked it in two days.”

  “She’s my sister,” Matt tried again. “I can’t do that.”

  “Aw come on man. She’s your step-sister, and it’s not like you’re fucking her or anything. Just a little harmless circle jerk.”

  “It doesn’t seem right,” Matt said again, but Katie was already lying down on the carpet, her knees bent, her thighs open, her pussy clearly in view.

  “Come on man,” Luke insisted, standing up now. “I will if you will.”

  “Fine,” Matt breathed at last, and stood.

  Katie thought she might come right there and then, without even touching herself, as she watched the two boys unzip their shorts and drop their underwear to their ankles.

  These were the first two cock she’d seen in real life, and they seemed, somehow more beautiful than any of the pictures she’d seen. Luke’s was just a bit longer, around five inches, and just a bit thicker than her brothers. His pubic hair wasn’t blonde, but it was a light shade of brown and more wispy than most she’d seen. A light trail of it ran up from the base to his belly button, which she could just see beneath his t-shirt. He had already taken it in hand and was stroking it slowly as he stared straight at her cunt.

  Matt, she noticed was stiff as well, even before he’d gotten out of his shorts. And though he seemed awkward, he too stared at her pussy and rubbed his member.

  At this point, Katie herself was ready to explode, and ready to move from showing off to getting busy. Reaching down with both hands, she pulled her lips apart, exposing herself entirely to her step-brother and his friend. She could feel the wetness, and knew that she must be gleaming in the light overhead. Luke gave a short grunt then, something like “nice” as his hand moved faster.

  She began to masturbate herself then, knowing that it wouldn’t take long for her to climax, and decided to give them her best show. Her right hand worked her clit furiously, while her left arm snaked around behind her back, where she placed one finger in her pussy and one in her ass.

  Surprisingly, it was her brother who lost it right then. With a muffled “shit,” his cock went rigid and a jet of his sperm shot towards her, leaving a trail across her stomach and on to the floor beside her. This was really more than Katie herself could take. She brought her left hand back in front of her, cupped three fingers firmly into her pussy and begin to ride them for all she was worth. As she began to come, her body jerking spasmodically with each new sensation, she saw Luke’s hand moving faster and faster until he too threw his head back and landed a monster load on her stomach. She looked over at her brother again and watched as his penis continued to dribble in his hand, one drop and then another joining the rest of the jizz as it slowly slid towards her belly button.

  *****

  For the next two days, Matt hardly spoke to her and seemed to actively avoid being in the room with her. Meanwhile, she returned to her computer and made up a story for Nick about two cousins having sex on a farm while the animals watched. Nick had pushed her a bit further, as he always did, suggesting maybe one or two of the animals could join, and she contentedly came thinking about being fucked by the farm hound dog.

  On Saturday morning, Matt walked into her room rather sheepishly. She lay, as usual, reading a novel, but she looked up when he sat down on the bed beside her.

  “I’m sorry,” he said quietly. “I shouldn’t have done that to anyone, let alone my sister. Please don’t tell Mom.”

  Katie sat up. “What do you mean? Don’t be sorry. You shouldn’t be sorry. It was fun. I do it all the time with guys online. I really liked seeing your cock and watching you jerk off.”

  “I just don’t get you,” Matt said then. “How is my sister –”

  “I just am, ok,” she cut him off.

  “It’s totally wrong on like so many levels.”

  “Yeah,” she laughed a little, “but we’re just steps, and like Luke said, it’s not like your fucked me or anything.”

  “I guess,” he admitted. “Have you fucked anyone yet?”

  “No, not yet. Just a lot of cyber until you and Luke. But I have my first date next Thursday.”

  “What do you mean?” he asked.

  “This guy I’ve been masturbating with online. His name is Nick. He’s going to be in Atlanta on Thursday and we’re planning to meet.”

  “That’s insane!” Matt said standing up. “You can’t go me
et some man you met on the internet. You can’t just have sex with some random guy!”

  Katie laughed again. “It’s funny. That’s the kind of thing he says sometimes. He’s always worried I’m going to get mixed up with some strange man who will kidnap me and do terrible things,” she covered her mouth in mock horror.

  “This is serious,” Matt continued. “You’re too young!. How old is this guy?”

  “Forty-five.”

  “No way. You’re not meeting a forty-five year old man in a hotel to have sex. HE could be one of those kidnappers.”

  “Nah. He’s sweet. He protects me all the time. He wouldn’t do something like that.”

  “How can you possibly know that?” her step-brother seemed so cute when he was being protective, his dark curly hair hanging over his intense brown eyes. She had a momentary image of him again, standing over her with his rigid dick between his muscular legs, staring intently down at her fingers as she slid one into her asshole.

  “I just do.”

  “I can’t let you. I’ll have to tell Mom.”

  She considered this for a moment. It was true, he could, but that didn’t seem like a smart idea, and she told him so: “If you do, she’ll know about everything. About me masturbating to the internet, about you and Luke masturbating with me, everything. You’d be in trouble too.”

  Now it was Matt’s turn to consider. “Fine,” he said at length, “but I’m going with you. If something happens, at least I’m going to be there to go for help.”

  “I don’t know,” Katie said, though secretly it sounded kind of sweet for her brother to want to be there, and more than a little hot. “I guess you can go with me,” she said at last, “but I want something in return.”

  “Shit. What?” he sighed.

  “I want to practice for Nick,” she said. “I want to see what it’s going to feel like to have a real dick inside me. Will you ask Luke to come over and fuck me?”

  Nick sighed again, if anything more heavily than before. “Something tells me he will, if you ask him,” he said.

  *****

  Matt was right. As it turned out, Luke hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Katie splayed out on the floor with her fingers shoved inside her. All week it had seemed to haunt him, and all he could think about was getting more of it. He agreed, though he had a condition of his own: Matt had to tape the whole thing, so Luke could hold onto the image of doing this red headed pussy. He said he planned to beat off to it in his old age.

  Matt and Katie agreed, and on Monday morning, Luke showed up right on time, just after lunch, an eager gleam in his eye.

  “So, when are we going to get to it?” he asked, barely able to contain himself.

  “We can start whenever,” Katie told him, “I’m ready. But let’s go a little slow. I want to fuck, but I really enjoyed what we did last time.”

  “Are you kidding?” Luke asked. “I can’t come twice. Not in one afternoon anyway. I’m saving my jizz for your tight little pussy.”

  “That’s ok,” Katie agreed, “only I want to show off a little first. It makes me so hot for you guys to watch me.”

  “Well, I’m all right with that,” Luke said. Katie noticed her step-brother hadn’t said much of anything. Instead, he’d simply fiddled with the camera.

  Katie left the boys on the couch and went to her bedroom. She returned stark naked and carrying a small peach-colored boom box. Setting it on the floor, she pressed play and the Backstreet Boys came on. She began to dance for them then. She knew she was awkward, but she tried to prance about in front of them, moving up next to each in turn and placing her hand briefly on their crotches. She tried gyrating her hips a bit, moving them as though she were in a hula hoop. She cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples. She even added a back bend she’d learned back when she was taking gymnastics.

  When the first song was over, she asked them to take out their cocks so she could see. Matt protested, arguing that he was only filming, but he didn’t have to be persuaded much. In thirty seconds the two boys sat naked on the couch, their cocks in their hands, watching Katie twirl about in front of them.

  As the second song played, she moved closer to them. When she stood in front of Luke, she reached down, put her hand on top of his as it stroked his cock, and kissed him passionately on the mouth. When she walked away he nearly slumped. Now she moved to her step-brother. In the same way she reached down between his legs, moved her fingers lightly through his dense black pubic hair, and wrapped her hand firmly around his. As she did this, though, instead of kissing him, she looked deeply into his brown eyes. She could feel him tremble just a bit under his touch, and in his eyes she saw emotions that intrigued her. He was terrified for certain, and that was there. But there was something else there too. A hunger. A hunger for her, mixed with guilt and shame.

  Breaking eye contact, she bent to her knees, and before he could say anything her mouth was over the head of his cock, her tongue circling it. She sucked softly and moved her hand so it cupped his balls. With one finger of her hand she reached out and traced the spot between his balls and his asshole, touching his asshole lightly with her finger before standing again. She looked down at it there, shaking in its rigidity, her spit glistening all over it, and as she did she saw just a drop of pre-come sitting atop the head. Bending back down quickly, she took her tongue and licked it up. Swallowing, she stood up and walked to the middle of the room again.

  She looked at Luke then. “Luke, I’m sorry. I know I said I wanted to fuck you, and I do. But I can’t help it: I have to fuck my brother.” Luke looked crestfallen, so she added quickly, “I’ll suck you off, if you want. I can even do it while I’m fucking, but the idea of having my brother’s cock inside me is too hot.” She said it deliberately both time – “brother,” leaving out the word “step.”

  Luke wanted to protest, but deep down it seemed like he found the whole situation hot as well, despite his lost opportunity, and the best he could manage was a feeble, “But what about the video?”

  “You film at first,” Katie said, “and then you can put it on the floor and join us.”

  “I thought you said you’d suck me off.”

  “I will,” she said, locking eyes with Matt now and moving towards him. “But I need some time just with Mattie first. I promise I’ll suck you good though, after.”

  Ignoring Luke for the moment, Katie reached down and took Matt by the hand. He had remained speechless all this time, the same strange look in his eye, a mixture of desire and fear. His expression remained absolutely blank – he was stunned she realized.

  She sat down on the floor then, cross legged, and pulled him gently down beside her. Leaning over, she kissed him, twisting her tongue around his as he closed his eyes and surrendered to her. As she did this she stroked his penis lightly, then took his hand and placed it between her own legs. His hand was still for a moment, but then, slowly it began to move, tracing with one finger the outline of her lips, prodding and pushing until it was just inside her opening. She moaned a little through the kiss, then broke it and lay back on the floor.

  Without encouragement, he moved his face between her milky thighs and looked intently at her cunt. He reached out a finger, again touching it ever so slightly before spreading her legs farther apart with his hands and thrusting his tongue deep inside of her. It was as though he was drinking her she felt, and she raised her hips slightly to give him even more access. His tongue was not like her fingers, or like the brush or the doll. It was soft, and warm, and wet, and she wished he could somehow bury it all the way inside her, just fill her up with his tongue. At length, she used her hands to guide his head up, towards her clit, and thinking about Nick’s story, she wondered if he knew what it was. As he raised his head for a moment to look up at her, she used her hands to pull back the hood, making it clear exactly where he should direct his attentions, and pressed his mouth on to her mound. As he swirled his tongue around her clit, she thought she might die – it was like no
thing she had ever experienced.

  He raised up again eventually, and began to move his body up hers. He was taller than her, and she found her face nestled against his warm chest. Some part of her noticed the camera moving all around them, catching them in profile, moving down between their legs, then up to their faces. She felt Matt’s cock pressing against the lips of her pussy and knew he needed just that little bit of encouragement to go all the way. Cupping the head of his cock in her hand she used it to open her lips and positioned it just at the entrance to her pussy. Then she said quietly. “Fuck me, Matthew. Pretend I’m your girlfriend. I want to be you girlfriend.”

  The pressure of the head was intense as he tried to push his way inside her. It was tight, and there were pinpricks of pain in the lips as they stretched to accommodate her first penis. But then he was in, and as the lips slid back into place, holding the length of his cock, she felt him slide into place inside her, as though he were made to be there.

  Between their bodies, she moved a hand down to her clit, and began to rub it as only she knew how. He moved slowly at first, moving deeper into her as she rocked up to take him all in, and then out again, just to the point where the head of his cock began to stretch her again before plunging back in. It was amazing, this feeling of fucking, like nothing she’d ever imagined or simulated before. His cock was soft, and warm – it was alive inside her. But something inside her began to come forward, stronger than being naked beneath someone while being filmed; stronger that being fucked by the first time in her life by a real cock. It was the knowledge that she was fucking her own step-brother. The boy she loved most in the world, but in a way that shouldn’t be connected to sex. This kind of love was utterly wrong, and that only spurred her on the more, moving her hips in a faster rhythm now.

  And she needed him to know too. She needed him to feel what she felt. She was getting close now, she could feel it building, and as it did, she said quietly, but loudly enough so the camera would hear it, “I’m not your girlfriend, Matthew. I’m your sister. Your sister. Don’t fuck me like your girlfriend Matthew. Fuck me like your sister. Because I need to be fucked like your sister.”