1 comments/ 66723 views/ 61 favorites Daring Communications By: lurchman007 Greetings fellow readers. While writing an erotic novel, my mind drifted off, taking a part of that story into a completely different direction to what I originally had in mind. So I decided to take a break from it and share the new direction with you. I hope you enjoy. ----------------------------------- Trish opened her eyes and looked at her bedside clock. She'd felt movement on the bed and assumed it was Lara. Her clock was showing that it was eleven fifty five, and the body that snuggled up behind her felt wrong, although the breasts felt almost right. She turned onto her side and started making out with the woman who'd joined her in bed, noticing each and every thing that was different to the touch. This woman didn't kiss like Lara, neither was her frame big enough to be Lara. She eventually shrugged it off, assuming she was dreaming. Trish Fairly hot Medium height. Ever so slightly big boned (making her more curvy) with 'C' cup breasts. Twenty four years old Bi-sexual Brunette, medium length Lives in a house with a guy and two other girls that she is intimately involved with, yet they all sleep in separate rooms except when each of the girls has their turn with the guy, or decides to get intimate with one of the other girls (except Hannah). Lara Very hot Tall and slim with 'C' cups Thirty years old Bi- sexual Blonde, long Been with the guy the longest, but never been in serious relationship with him. Instigator of getting the other two girls to have sex with him. Used to fulfill peoples sexual fantasies to raise money for the needy. Hannah Very hot Petite with 'C' cups Twenty five years old Straight, but leaning towards Bi-sexuality Blonde, short, but not boyish short Was gang raped at the end of last relationship. Reluctant to sleep with any guy at first, but finally eased into it. Has slowly but surely started getting the feel of the other two women, but is yet to let them touch her. Craig The lucky guy who lives in the house Brian Trish's brother # Bit by bit, Trish's mind woke up. The soapy scent of a freshly washed body was too vivid to be a dream. The soft minty breath flowing into her mouth as her midnight visitor kissed her, equally as vivid. She pulled her mouth away. "Hannah?" she whispered. Silence, except the sound of their bodies writhing between the covers, and their soft breathing. Trish tried to reach back behind her for the switch to her bedside light, but the arms that were wrapped around her gripped tighter. "Fuck it." Trish gasped. "I really hope it's you Hannah." Then she closed the gap between their lips and did what she'd been dreaming of doing to Hannah if she'd ever get the chance to. It was only after about five minutes of having her head between her visitor's legs that her visitor finally made a sound that she could recognize. It wasn't a sound she'd actually heard herself, but one she'd overheard being spoken of. She pulled her mouth away from it's work for long enough to say. "Oh my god, it is you." Then went back to what she was doing as she heard a soft giggle between the soft 'oh, oh, oh' emitting from her visitor. A giggle that she definitely recognized. # They lay there talking in the dark afterward. Trish telling Hannah how much she'd been looking forward to this, and Hannah telling Trish how much she regretted not doing it sooner. "There's a reason why you didn't do it sooner." Trish said. "You may never know that reason, but it's there, and it's there for a reason." "I think that reason was Lara." "Why do you think that?" "Because it pulled her out of the depression." "So... you only started with her yesterday? I thought you two had been at it for at least a year." Trish sounded as surprised as she was. "Nope, only since yesterday." "Would you mind if I turned the light on and did everything that I've done to you again?" Trish asked. "I just want to make sure I'm not dreaming." "Light on, light off, do whatever you want to me." Hannah smiled. She was still wearing the smile when the light came on. "It really is you." Trish was struggling to believe it. "Pinch me." She said, holding out her arm to Hannah. "I'll do better than that." Hannah smiled and moved herself to between Trish's legs, where she lowered her head and worked her tongue on and in Trish till she orgasmed. "Wow, it really is you." Trish said yet again. "Normally I wake up if I've had a wet dream, but I didn't wake up so I must already be awake." "Well if it helps." Hannah reached for Trish's arm and pinched her hard. "It did, and it really is you. Come here." She grabbed Hannah and pulled her on top of her, kissing her as if for the first time. "I hope you don't mind, but tomorrow I'm telling the world about this." Trish laughed. "Even your brother?" "Especially him, and I'm going to tell that bitchy wife of his what our living arrangements are here too. He'll probably get hell for it, but I'll make it up to him." "How are you going to make it up to him?" Hannah giggled. "I'll buy him a new car. I can afford the payments and I don't need a new one just yet." "Oh. I thought you meant by way of some sort of incestuous act or something. Sorry, but it was just the way you said it." "If there was no law against incest, I would have married my brother. He's a great guy, almost like Craig, but not in looks. At least not to me." "So speak to Lara and see if she won't do one last job and send her to show him how a real woman is supposed to act." "That's actually a damn good idea, but I don't know if he'd go along with it." "Try. If he doesn't, then buy him the car." # Trish called her brother the next morning, while she was still in bed with Hannah. Her sister answered, so she quickly explained their living arrangements to her, mentioning that she was currently in bed, with a woman sucking on her clitoris. She wasn't lying. Then her sister reluctantly called Trish's brother to the phone. "Hannah's finally let me at her." She squealed. She told him what Hannah was currently doing. "Like I needed that mental picture in my head." He laughed. "How would you like to spend an erotic night with a sexy blond?" "Are you teasing me?" "No, but if that monster that you call a wife gives you hell for what I told her, I'll arrange it for you, as a way of making it up to you." She paused, waiting for his answer. When he didn't give one for ten seconds, she said. "It's either that or we'll have to commit incest." The gasp from her brother made her laugh. "Hang on." She gasped. "I'm about to cum." Trish went through the throes of her orgasm while still holding the phone to her ear. "Are you really being eaten out by Hannah?" Her brother asked. "Oh yes." She gasped, trying to keep from screaming into the phone. "And she's fucking good." When her orgasm had passed, she continued. "So what do you say, sexy blond... or me?" "Is the sexy blond Hannah?" "Stop wishing. It's Lara. I'll have to speak to her, but I don't think it'll be a problem. Let me know if your monster gives you hell, and I will." "Call me next time you're in bed with Hannah and we'll call it quits." He said. "That's the most action I've had in months." "So did you jack off?" "How could I? I wasn't expecting it." "Was it the sound of an orgasm that turned you on, or was it the fact that your little sis was getting her pussy eaten?" "Maybe both." He laughed. "Stop messing with me and tell me. If it was the latter, I'll come there and make it up to you myself." She winked at Hannah, but she really did want to know. "Accept my previous reply." He said, and hung up. "The monster must have been around." She said, looking at the screen of her phone. "He wants me." "But would you?" Hannah asked. "I don't think I'd be able to, but I like teasing him. He takes it well." "Do you think he would... If you were up to it?" "I don't know. He is quite daring, but I don't know to what extent. I will tell you one thing though, he almost always has a hard on when I wear a bikini." "I don't know him, but it sounds like he would." # Trish was just cuddling up to Hannah again when her cell rang. Glancing at the screen, she saw it was her brother. "Already?" "Yeah, she did give me hell. She says you'll be damned to hell for eternity. Is Hannah still in your bed?" "Why, do you want to hear your sis orgasm again?" "No, just checking to make sure I wasn't interrupting anything." "I'm sure." Trish laughed. "So, sexy blond or me?" Her brother was quiet for a long time on the other end. "Are you actually trying to decide between me and a sexy blond?" She laughed. After a few more seconds, he said. "No, she was going past, but she's left now so I'm good to talk." "But you were still trying to decide between me and the sexy blond, weren't you?" "You're such a tease, but no. I was trying to decide between the blond and two woman over the phone." "Take your dick out and I'll hold the phone close while I eat Hannah. You can jack off to that." "Can't you do a video call?" He joked. "Then you'd have to watch her eat your little sister's pussy because I don't think she'll want you to see hers." "Who says I want to see yours?" "Your dick, every time I wear a bikini." She smiled at Hannah, it was a naughty smile. "Yes I've noticed your hard on." She said, giggling. "Now be honest with me. Would you do me if I offered myself to you?" "Trish!" he gasped. "Answer the question, yes or no." Then an idea came to her. "Wait, don't answer that yet." She muted the phone. "Here, take a pic of my vagina." She handed her phone to Hannah. "Are you sure you want to do this?" "I'll tell him later that it's yours. He'll believe it." Hannah took the photo and handed the phone back to Trish who sent the photo on to her brother. "Now tell me you wouldn't like to eat that pussy." Trish said to him when she reconnected. "Is this yours?" He sounded gob smacked. "Of course it is, I told you that Hannah wouldn't want you seeing hers." After a long pause from his side, Trish asked. "Are you jacking off to the pic... to your little sister's pussy?" "It's not yours. You'd never do something like that. It must be Hannah's or one you downloaded." "It's definitely not Hannah's, but I'll leave you to decide whether it's mine or not. Now will you answer my damn question." "I know she's bitchy when it comes to you..." He started trying to explain, but Trish cut in. "If I had a guy who acted like that toward you, I would dump his ass. I can't understand why you don't." "You know why." "So you work for her dad, big deal. Are you that insecure with your work that you can't rely on it to keep you employed? There are plenty of jobs out there, dump her ass, and if she gets you fired for it, so what! You'll get another job. Now stop changing the subject or I'll start believing that you want me to come make it up to you." After another pause, he answered. "The sexy blond... but I still need to think about it." After a short pause. "If you weren't my sister I would have opted for you." "Finally. Now enjoy your pic." She cut off the call. # "You are so naughty." Hannah giggled. "I can't believe you sent him a photo of your vagina and left him wondering whose it is." "If I'd sent a photo of my breasts, he would have known. He's never seen them bare, but he knows my marks well. I might have gotten away with a pic of just a nipple, but the whole..." She gestured to the whole area of her chest. "With all my freckles, and the amount of time he's had to study them... he'd know." Hannah took a closer look at Trish's pelvic area to see if there were any possible marks down there that might be seen outside of a bikini and be recognized by her brother. There was none that she could see. "So do you think he's masturbating over it now?" "No... I know he is." "But that's so wrong." "Only if he knows whose it is. As long as he doesn't know, it doesn't matter." "I noticed you're wet down there. Is that because you know he's masturbating over you?" "Maybe, but maybe because you're in bed with me." "You're such a tease." Hannah launched herself on top of Trish and kissed her. "Did all that make you hot?" Trish asked, between kisses. "Only when I took a photo of your..." Trish had pulled her in for another kiss. "We'll have to find a nice camera." She kissed her again, and soon they were all over each other. When Trish got between Hannah's legs, she dialed her brother and let him listen, without saying a word, before or after. # The next time Trish called her brother, the first question he asked was if it was her or Hannah that was being eaten. "Does it matter?" She asked in reply. "Did you jack off to it?" "I'd just jacked off to the pic, and the call ended before I was ready to go again." Trish was alone in bed, so she said. "That's a nice pussy, isn't it?" "Fucking hot, I'd love to get my mouth on it." "Tell me what you'd do if you did." It was obvious to her that he was also alone. Her brother hesitated. "Why?" He asked, suspiciously. "I'm just trying to give you a sex life, that's all." Trish lied, well sort of. She really did pity her brother for the situation he was in, but secretly, she loved taking things to the edge. "Are you sure that's all?" he asked. "Hey, if I told you it was mine, would you masturbate over it, or send me a pic of your dick in reciprocation?" "Is it yours?" He asked, trying to avoid answering her question. "Do you want it to be mine?" And when he didn't answer. "This is me you're talking to, I'll never judge you. All I want is the truth." After another pause, he almost whispered. "I'm not sure." "So if I said it was mine and I asked you for a pic of your dick, would you send me one or would you just download something to send." "How would I know for sure that it is yours and not just you saying that it is so you can get a pic of my dick?" "Cause if I really wanted a pic then I'd show you on a video call that it really is, and if it wasn't, then at least you'd get to see mine anyway. I bet that'd get you jacking off in a sec. Now answer my question." "Which one?" "Both, first the one about if you want it to be mine." "I already did." He reminded her of when he'd said he wasn't sure. "That's not really an answer, but anyway. Answer the second one then. The one about whether you'd send me an actual pic of yours or download one." "I guess if it really is yours, then it'd be unfair if I downloaded one for you." "So that's a yes to sending one of yours?" "Yes." "Well now that you've seen mine, show me yours." She cut the call. He called her back right away. "What happened to the video call with you showing me that it really is yours?" "Would you show me yours first?" She asked. "In a video call, I mean." "Only if you swear on my life that it is yours, but that doesn't mean you get out of proving to me that it's yours." "Now if you're prepared to show me yours, then would you have actually said yes to a night with me?" "What would a night with you entail?" "What do you think it would entail?" Trish was really pushing him to the edge now. "I don't know, I assume everything." "And do you think you would enjoy that?" "I..." He breathed out heavily. "Please tell me you're jacking off." She laughed. "I'm not." "Why not? I'm trying to help you here. God knows she's as tight as a ducks ass. I don't mind if you jack off while I'm sweet talking in your ear. I can handle it." "Are you masturbating?" He asked, on the verge of laughing. "Or is Hannah with you?" "I'm alone... and maybe. If I was, would you want me to tell you what I was doing to myself?" Trish heard the feint sound of a short zip. "You're taking it out now aren't you?" "No, I'm trying to change. I've got a meeting this afternoon." "Wet spot on your trousers?" she giggled. "Maybe." "While you've got your trousers off, Imagine me standing in front of you in one of my bikini's, you decide which is your favourite. Then take your dick in hand and imagine inserting it into that pussy in the pic." She smiled naughtily to herself. "Keep your hand still and thrust with your hips, imagining that you're thrusting into it." "Oh fuck Trish." He said, frustrated. "You're making me horny here." "Good! Now do something about it. I want to hear... just to make sure you are." The line went dead. A few seconds later, her phone rang again, and when she went to answer it, she saw it was a video call coming through from him. "Are you really going to make me watch you jack off?" she laughed. "You wanted to know that I was doing something about it, so here you go." He focused the camera lens on his cock, which was buried in his fist with the head sticking out the other end, then thrust his hips back and forth. Trish could see from the background that he was now in the bathroom. He held the camera in position for a few seconds, then moved it back to in front of him so she could see his face. "I didn't actually say I wanted to see it." She laughed. "But I guess I owe you one, then you owe me a photo when it's hard again." She lay the phone on the bed beside her while she quickly pulled off her panties, then focused the lens on her nether region. Just for a few seconds like he did. "Did that help?" she asked. "Fuck, it really is yours!" He laughed, sounding shocked as well. "I jacked off to a pic of my sisters pussy. Fuck. You are unbelievable, and I must be sick." Trish could see that he was still masturbating. "There's nothing wrong with you, and I don't judge. Now keep watching the screen." She told him, and moved the camera back down. She played with herself while he watched. She kept the camera focused on what she was doing to herself until she heard the feint grunts coming through the phone. "Now you've jacked off while watching your sister play with herself." She laughed. "Was it good?" "Don't make me answer that." He panted, keeping the camera focused away from his face as if he was trying but not quite getting it right. "Let me see the proof." But it was too late. No sooner had she said that, when she heard the sound of the toilet flushing. "Show me your tip then." He did. "Ok, I believe you did something about it. Still the blond then?" "Still the blond. We have to draw a line somewhere." "Would you have jacked off if I was sitting there with you?" "Would you have shown me yours if you were?" "Maybe." She laughed. "Don't forget, you owe me a pic. I expect to have it on my phone by the time I wake up." She cut the call without waiting for confirmation. # When she woke up in the morning, there was an email waiting for her with an attachment. The message simply said, 'You're fucking amazing. I owe you this since you didn't get to watch all of it yesterday.' He'd put it in the past tense since he knew she'd only be seeing it her next day, but for him it had still been evening on the same day. The attachment contained a photo and a video. Knowing what the video would be, she dashed off to Hannah's room. "Wanna watch my brother masturbate?" she giggled. "What! You've got him on the line now?" "No, a video. He sent it to me last night... or early this morning. It was on my phone when I woke up." "He just sent it to you?" Hannah gasped. "Along with a photo that I asked for after I told him that it really was my vagina." "You told him?" "Yeah, had to prove it with a video call too." "Show me." Hannah tried to grab the phone from Trish. "Wait, I haven't seen it yet either." She made herself comfortable next to Hannah and started the video when Hannah leaned against her. Daring Communications "This is your pussy." Her brother said to his phone camera as he showed it his not quite clenched fist. "I'm going to fuck it Trish, I'm going to fuck it hard." "Would he do it if you were really there?" Hannah asked, still watching the screen. Trish's brother was now inserting his fully erect cock into the hole in his fist. "He wouldn't answer that properly when I asked him, but he did say we had to draw the line somewhere." "Oh Trish, your pussy feels so good." Her brother said, moving the camera closer for a better view. "He looks like he's really enjoying that." Hannah giggled. "He always tries to make me laugh." Trish smiled. "Watching this is turning me on, but he's right, we do have to draw the line somewhere." "Would you masturbate right in front of him?" Hannah asked, still not taking her eyes off the screen. "I think I would, and I think he would too." "But no further than that, right?" Hannah was really into this conversation, and without conviction. "You mean sex? No." "Well, I was meaning touching each other, but would you go so far as doing oral with him or letting him do it to you?" "I think the line is drawn before touching." "Look! He's ejaculating." Hannah said, leaning closer to the phone, but trying not to block Trish's view. At the moment of ejaculation, Trish's brother had managed to control himself enough to move the camera closer for a very clear shot of his semen spurting. Trish noted how clear the video was and thought to ask him what phone he had the next time she spoke to him. She wanted to get one. "You can send him a photo of mine if you promise you'll never tell him whose it is." Hannah said, shocking Trish. "Sort of as a thank you for letting me see that." "He never let you see it, but if I refuse to tell him who the pic is of, then he'll know it's yours. He knows that there's only two women in my life." "Ok, then maybe not." # Trish got up off the bed and went to start getting ready for work. She found herself wondering for the first time if she'd ever get physical in any way with her brother. Even though she'd just told Hannah that she wouldn't, she couldn't be completely sure. Humans are animals, and she knew that. She wondered that if she were in the same room with him and if they were naked, would he be able to keep his hands off her, and would she be able to keep her hands off him. It might start that way, but then maybe he or she would just want to feel. 'Can I just feel how wet you are?' or 'Can I just feel how hard it is?' is how it would probably start. Who knows where things would go from there. Maybe a 'Here let me give you a helping hand. Someone else's hand is always better.' The truth of the matter is... Trish was now a little afraid of seeing her brother again. Well... she wasn't afraid of seeing him, just afraid of what might happen. She needed to talk to him, and she had to do it now. # "Enjoy the vid?" He asked, instead of saying hi or hello. "I did, thanks." She paused, nervous of what she had to do. "I need to ask you something, and it's serious, so please answer me honestly." "Ok." He said, sounding concerned. "Is this going to change things between us when we see each other?" She went on to explain to him what she'd just been wondering about. "I see." He said, when she'd finished. "I guess that's up to how disciplined we are, but if you're more comfortable with keeping your clothes on around me, that's cool. I don't want you doing anything that makes you uncomfortable, and if I ever do anything that makes you uncomfortable then I want to know about it." "I don't mind the pics or video, but I think that going any further would make things complicating." "Do you mean further from here, or further than pics and vids... and the talking on the phone?" "I enjoy teasing you on the phone, that will never stop. Maybe I can still deal with the pics and vids, but if I start feeling uncomfortable, I'll let you know." "So how about a pic of those beautiful tits of yours?" He asked, joking, but also serious. "That's where I draw the line." She replied, trying to sound serious, but failing. Laughing, she said. "You're in luck, I'm topless right now." She took a photo of her breasts, and sent it on to him. "You're definitely never getting a pic of my butt." She laughed. "Damn, that's got to be the hottest part of you." "And that's why you'll never get one. You'll probably masturbate yourself into a coma over it." She laughed. "I almost did that last night over your pussy pic." He laughed back. # That feeling came rushing back over Trish, and she wondered if she'd maybe made a huge mistake by sending him that first photo. She blamed it on the way she'd felt about finally having Hannah in her bed. She couldn't blame it on Hannah, Hannah hadn't come to her bed to intentionally make Trish take things too far with her brother. Suddenly she knew why she had done it... it was because she wanted her brother in that way. The teasing was proof enough without recent events. Hadn't she just said to Hannah that watching her brother masturbate turned her on? Not exactly, but she'd said that watching the video did, and the video was of her brother masturbating. There was no other explanation. Now Trish wondered if she'd ever be able to face him again. She'd forgotten that she was still holding the phone to her ear, and forgotten that he was on the line. # "Trish? Are you still there? My screen says you are. Trish?" "Yeah, I'm here. I think I made a mistake. You have to know that I sent you that pic on the spur of the moment and I've been wondering why ever since. All the teasing... I think I'm more sexually attracted to you than I realize, and it's wrong because you're my brother." Now it was his turn to be silent, and Trish let him be. After almost five minutes, he said. "Maybe we should stop... all of it... because I think I feel the same way about you. I wanted so much to say you when you offered me the choice between you and the blond... I think maybe it should be a while before we see each other too, you know, so that hopefully things will be less awkward. I don't think I could deal with never seeing you again. You've kept me sane through the shit that I go through this side." "I think that we should meet face to face and talk about it like adults. You're my brother. I want to be able to work it out, not run away from it. I fear that we might stay away from each other, and then just go on staying away from each other because it'll just make it more awkward. We need to accept the fact that we've seen each other's privates, and make ourselves believe that it was purely by accident. You have to delete the pics, I'll delete the email and we must never think about these last few days again, at least not after we've met face to face." "I agree with meeting face to face, but we should forget about these past few days now and never talk about them again." Her brother suggested. "When we meet, we must be brother and sister." "You're right. I'll come see you on the weekend, but I'm not staying over. I'll call you when I'm in town and we can meet some place public... for now." "Great idea. Sorry." "For what? I started it." "I should have stopped it, but... fuck... just one last time. You're so fucking hot." He hung up. Trish got a message a minute later that just said. 'Deleted......... regretfully.' She deleted that message, then went to her emails and deleted the one from her brother. # She wanted to call him back and thank him for the compliment. To tell him how sorry she was for changing things between them, and beg his forgiveness. She even thought that she'd do whatever he wanted her to do that would help him forgive her, even if it meant letting him have his way with her just once (if that's what he wanted). He'd been a good brother to her and she hated herself for what she'd done. But she knew there was no going back to before, no more teasing, and no more talking about it. It was done, over, finished. Today was the start of a completely different relationship with him. Neither of them knew how it would be from now on. All Trish knew was that it was going to be a typical 'boy meets girl, boy doesn't like girl in that way, they stay friends' type of relationship. She was convinced that she'd lost her brothers love and trusting friendship. She pulled up his profile pic on her her phone and whispered. "I'm so sorry. I love you." Then went to tell whoever was in the kitchen that she wasn't feeling up to working today. # "Breakfast?" Hannah asked her, cheerfully. Her smile faded when she saw the look on Trish's face. "What's happened?" She put down her bowl of cereal and put her arms round her. "I fucked up good and proper." Trish sobbed. "Your brother?" Hannah whispered. Trish nodded against her neck. "Do you want to go to the room and tell me about it?" Trish nodded again. It took nearly twenty minutes for Hannah to get the story out of her, but she sat patiently, listening to each broken part. When Trish finished, she made no comment, just held Trish against her. "I loved the teasing, it was a sort of bond between us and I know he loved it too, he told me it kept him sane... He's got a really crappy life with that bitch. I wish he'd just leave her. He can't even glance at another woman without her jumping down his throat about it." "I think a night with Lara would change his mind about hanging round there. She'll show him what he's missing out on... and I think he'll appreciate it, knowing that you sorted it out for him." Just then Lara walked past the room, so Trish called her in. She quickly explained the situation her brother was in, and left out recent events, then asked if she'd be willing to do something for him. Lara would have said no, but the troubled look in Trish's eyes caused her to at least consider it. "Can I think about it?" Trish nodded. "If there's anything you need from me, just ask. And I'm not just saying that so you agree to do it." "I believe that, but I wonder if there isn't a little more to this than meets the eye." Lara said, not unkindly. Trish looked at Hannah. "You can tell her the whole story, I can't tell it again." Hannah didn't give Lara the whole story, but she did mention the spur of the moment photo, and explained how Trish had felt this morning, then the conversation she'd had with her brother about it. "I'll do it." Lara agreed. "But I will be coming to you for a favour some time... not something you haven't done before, so don't worry. Where and when?" "I'll have to set it up with him, but I'll try make it so that it's nearby. Nothing further than an hours drive, and hopefully really soon." "So you want me to give him the girlfriend experience, I gather." "I don't know, but I want him to see what he's missing out on while he's holed up there with a woman that treats him like shit. Maybe a wife experience would be what he needs, but not a bitchy wife." "That costs more." Lara chuckled. "I don't care. I need to fix things with him. I was prepared to offer myself to him fully if that's what it would have taken, but I think it'd just make it worse... in the long run." "Personally, I wouldn't judge you if you got into a sexual relationship with your brother if the two of you really loved each other, but I would start judging if you considered having children with him." Lara walked out the room. "You wouldn't judge me either." She said to Hannah. "You've already shown me that." "If I knew it wouldn't screw you up any more, I'd suggest you make it clear to him that it's a one time thing and let things go where they may. I'm sure it would clear the air between you two, because things have gotten to the point where you both are wondering what it would be like, even if only subconsciously, but it's there, and that's the first problem. But you're too emotionally involved for that now... your hormones are moaning." "I'm too sexually attracted to him for a one time thing. It's got to be all or nothing." "If by all, you mean children and everything, then it's got to be nothing." "I've already got a child growing in here. I don't need any more." "Craig won't let you take his child away... I won't let you take our child away, but I suppose it would be possible for you to live here and just be fully involved with your brother on a sexual level." "I wouldn't do that to Craig. Brian is my brother, but it wouldn't matter to Craig, I'm sure. It's not a nice thing to say, but when you have sex with someone, you're having sex with every single person that they've been with. In some cases, they still see other people in between the times you sleep with them, and his wife cheats on him a lot." Then something dawned on her, and she started crying. "It has to be me, I can't let Lara sleep with him. It has to be me... then I have to go away from here." Hannah pulled her back into her arms. "Get him tested before you arrange a date for Lara. Just make sure he doesn't do anything with his wife after the tests." Trish stopped crying almost immediately, but the tears were still running down her face. "I'm so glad you're here to think for me." She picked up her phone and texted her brother, telling him to go for full tests before she'd arrange for the sexy blond. She ended the text by adding, 'stay away from your wife till after'. The reply came back five minutes later saying she needn't worry about his wife, the game was over between them. "Now I feel even more guilty about making him delete that photo." She giggled. "At least he was seeing one." "Send him one of mine, I don't mind if he knows whose it is, as long as he knows he'll never get to see it in real life or touch it." Before taking Hannah up on her offer, she sent a text to her brother asking if he'd deleted her pic yet. The reply came back saying that he hadn't, but would before the weekend. "At least he's honest." Trish commented. "But why wouldn't he have done it right away?" "Ask him. If he's that honest, he'll tell you." Trish did, and his reply was that he needed to build himself up to it. He admitted to not wanting to delete it. "Should I let him keep it, do you think?" "Send him one of mine, then make him make a choice." Hannah lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties so Trish could take a photo, but like Hannah had done, Trish asked her if she was sure. Hannah nodded. Trish took the photo and sent it, then followed up with a message telling him whose it was, and stating that he had to delete one or the other. The choice was his. He replied, saying he'd deleted hers and kept Hannah's. A few minutes later, another message came through. This one apologized for not deleting hers right away, and explained that he hadn't really kept it because it was of hers, but because he hadn't seen one in a while and now knew he wouldn't get to see one till he finally plucked up the courage to get out and find someone new. Trish's reply. 'Hannah says think of her rubbing it each time you jack off'. Then she followed up with another one right away. 'Hannah asked if you're jacking off right now. She wants to know if she can cum for you'. His reply. 'Can't jack off and text at the same time. Stop interrupting'. "He likes your pic." "I like the fact that someone somewhere is masturbating because I'm making them horny." "We definitely have to get a decent camera. We'll go shopping for one today." # Instead of going shopping for a camera, Trish texted her brother to find out what phone he had. He sent her the details, and she went down the road to buy one. She took a couple of photos of Hannah in her office, then showed her the quality, then did a ten second video of her playing with herself to show Hannah. "I watched your brother's video, remember? It was only the photo quality I hadn't seen, but that phone makes better videos than his does." Hannah smiled. "It's the exact same make and model as his." Trish said, seconds before she caught on to what Hannah meant. "Oh, it'll be making better videos than that." "As long as my face never gets onto the Internet, that's fine." "Don't worry, I don't want mine on there either." Trish assured her. "You do know that incest is a huge thing on the Internet, don't you? There are whole sites dedicated to it. Given that you and your brother strongly resemble each other, you could make tons of money. I'm sure you'd be the only genuine incestuous couple on the net. All the others look like porn stars, so probably are." "And you would know that how?" "I'm not the frightened little mouse that everyone thinks I am. I can be quite adventurous when it's not real, if you know what I mean." "Knowing that you've watched porn, and especially incest porn, I can believe it." "Listen, when you go meet up with your brother to talk, bring up the subject. I know you've both agreed to not talk about it, but bring it up and make it clear... to both of you, that it can continue, as long as it stays digital. I don't see any harm in that. I actually enjoyed watching his video with you and would love to keep seeing you that happy. Just tell him to be less vocal though." "You think I really should?" "I know you should, and if the two of you manage to keep it digital and still maintain a healthy relationship when you're together, then you can start considering what I said about the Internet." "You mean make sex videos with him and sell them." "Yes. I'd buy them." Hannah grinned. "Do you think a phone conversation would do it, or definitely face to face?" "Face to face." "I'll go see him tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow night we can get to see another of his vids together." "You're with Craig tomorrow night, but you could always leave your phone with me." "Shit, that means I can't go tomorrow. Craig's got me from tomorrow morning and he might want me during the day at the office." Craig, Trish, Hannah and Lara all worked together as well as lived together. It wasn't uncommon for Craig to call whoever's turn it was with him into his office and do them on his desk or one of the two sofas. It was where his first time with Trish had happened (instigated by Lara). His first time with Lara had been in their first office, which was also the official opening day of the business. His first time with Hannah had been at home (instigated by herself) shortly after they'd all moved in together. # On the day that Trish went to meet up with her brother to talk about what had happened, her opening line was intended to bring up the subject right away. "I'm sorry for my breakdown the other day." She hugged him hello, then continued as they sat down. "I've thought about it, and I don't want to stop, you know, the teasing and the pics and vids. I know what it's like to not get any, and I don't want you to get nothing at all." When the server came, she just ordered a coffee, and he went with the same. She started talking again when the server was out of earshot. "I know we weren't supposed to talk about this, but I think that as long as what happens over the phone stays over the phone, and we can still be normal around each other, it could work." Brian was blushing, and had been since he first walked up to her, but the colour was slowing fading from his face. "I wanted to call you back and thank you for the compliment." Trish smiled. Brian shrugged. "It's true, you are." The colour started returning. "You can stop blushing, we're just brother and sister here." She giggled. "We're not the only siblings who have seen each other's privates, and I'm sure you're not the only brother who's masturbated over his sister." Brian reached into his pocket. "Just in case you change your mind between now and whenever, you can go through my phone to make sure I deleted your pics." He handed it to her, but she didn't take it. Daring Communications "If I ever do change my mind, you can keep whatever pics you have of me. As long as no one else gets to see them." "No one will." Trish knew he would never do that to her. "Just so that you know, Hannah has seen your junk. That's why she let me send you a pic of hers. Sort of a thank you." Brian started blushing again. "Did she like what she saw?" "Don't flatter yourself. She only watched because she didn't want to disappoint me." "You showed her the vid?" Brian whisper shouted. "Fuck Trish, I was saying your name in it." "Yeah, and how you were fucking my pussy." Trish laughed. "But don't panic, she's cool with it. She's the one who said I should bring up this subject and make it clear that we keep it digital." "She must have enjoyed the vid." Brian smiled. "I said don't flatter yourself. She enjoyed how happy it made me." "Happy?" "Yeah, happy. Joyful happy, not masturbate happy. Now this is the last time we ever discuss this in person. After today, when we meet, we are normal brother and sister. On the phone, whatever goes goes." "Ok. And thank you." "For what?" "Everything." "I want a vid on my phone before I go to bed tonight. Hannah and I are going to watch it together, but don't dare mention her name or do anything that involves her. Whatever vids you make can be about me or some other chick, but never her. Oh, and Hannah says you need to be less vocal." "Now that I've seen yours, will I ever get one of her eating it?" "I don't know, maybe if we ever get one of a chick sucking you off. But it has to be a close up, not something that's been done from afar without the chick knowing." "Yeah right, like I'm going to find a chick that will suck my dick for the camera." Brian sighed. "Get away from your wife and you'll be surprised what you find out there." Brian had a sudden idea. "What about that blond you keep promising me. Would you be ok if she was the chick?" "It'll be more exciting if it's someone I don't know." "I gather she doesn't know about our exchanges." "She knows about before, but not about today and I don't know if I'll tell her about it, although she's cool with what's happened. So I gather you're keen for a night with her then." "Still thinking about it." # That night he called her. It was Trish's morning. "Hey Trish." He'd waited as long as possible, knowing she'd probably be asleep and not wanting to wake her up too early. "Brian? Are you ok?" She was instantly worried from hearing the depression in his voice. "Not really. She really gave me hell. Why did you tell her that you're sleeping with a guy and two women, she's taken to calling you a slut now. Now it's, that slut this, and that slut that. I don't know how much more I can take." "Keep Friday night free and prepare to drive a bit, tell your wife you're coming to try talk me out of it or something. I'll set up a hotel for you to meet Lara at. She'll show you what you're missing out on while you're stuck with that..." Trish had wanted to say bitch, but for some reason just couldn't. She knew that her brother knew what she was about to say anyway. "I... don't know..." "Just shut up, cheer up and be there. You deserve it. You deserve better than what you've got." She waited for him to say something, but he was silent, probably thinking it over. "Brian?" "Yeah." "Keep your chin up and imagine what's going to happen on Friday night. I'll see you Sunday and we can talk." "Why don't you just meet me on Saturday morning while I'm close by, that way you won't have to drive all the way here." "Because." She said, and hung up. He called her back, thinking they'd been cut off or something. "I'm done talking. I hung up on you." She giggled, and hung up again. She decided to try cheer him up, so she undressed and took a photo of her body from shoulders down to knees. She sent it, and received a reply shortly after. 'Just like I said, fucking hot' She replied, 'now reciprocate, then masturbate'. Two minutes later she got a close up of him holding his cock. 'Are you tugging it?' His reply, 'over your pic'. Her reply, 'I'm wet and waiting'. When she didn't get a reply after two minutes, she texted, 'got tired of waiting, so substituted your dick for my finger' She got another pic of his soft cock in reply. On closer inspection, she could see a string of semen hanging from the tip. It was time to take this a step further, so she masturbated, then sent him a close up of her pussy with her juices running out of her and a message saying, 'look, you made me cum'. Fifteen seconds later, her phone rang. "Are you thinking about me sexually?" Brian asked her. "Maybe." She giggled. "Are you?" "I just jacked off over a photo of your body, you tell me." "I'm surprised you have the stamina after being shouted at by your wife." "You give me the stamina sis." He rarely called her that. "What is it about me that gives you the stamina?" "Everything." "Well here's some more stamina for you." She held the phone near her pussy and masturbated noisily. "Is that doing it for you?" "Fuck yeah." "Imagine that it's me sitting on your cock and bouncing up and down." "You're getting really fucking daring." Trish smiled, and pushed further. "You're about to come in me aren't you? Are you're about to squirt your load into your little sisters pussy? You naughty big brother. Fill me with your cum." "Oh shit, I'm getting hard again." "Jack off with me. I've got two fingers buried deep inside me and I'm imagining it's your cock. Talk to me like you're right here fucking me." "Oh my baby sister, your pussy's so warm inside." Brian moaned. "And you're so fucking wet for me. Clench your pussy round my cock... ah yes, that feels so fucking good." Trish's orgasm came hard and it came without any warning. "Aaaahhhh fuck. You... made me... cum so... ... ... hard... Shit that feels good. Brian you're so fucking good at making me cum." "Did you really cum?" He asked her when it was all over. "Hell yeah." She whispered. "And it felt good." "Really?" "Yeah, check the pic, I'll send you one." When he got it. "Your pussy's red." "And fucking wet." She added. "I could really do with a partner right now. I'm still shaking. You are wicked Brian." "If this wasn't just digital, I'd drive there now and do it for real." He said, sounding serious. "Would you drive all this way to stick your cock in your sister?" "The way I feel right now, yes." "You really think I'm sexy? Or did you just say that because I'm your sister and you didn't want to hurt my feelings?" "You are sexy. I've wished so many times that you weren't my sister." "If I wasn't your sister, you most probably wouldn't even know me." Trish giggled. "So be grateful that I am." "With conversations like these... and the pics and vids, you can't imagine how grateful I am." "Assuming I showed up at your place one day and told you to fuck me, would you?" Trish asked him seriously. "No. I told you about all of that." "Put all that aside." "Do you mean I must put aside the fact that you're my sister as well?" "No. Put aside your inhibitions. Would you?" "I can't say for sure, unfortunately I can't change my way of thinking." "Ok, let's say I show up and somehow wrestle you down and try ride your cock. Would you do whatever it takes to try stop me?" Brian was quiet for a while. "Remember that I'm not going to judge you." Trish reminded him. "I might not do whatever it takes, but if I really want you, I'd at least have to put up some sort of a fight to at least try make myself believe that you forced yourself on me. Are you planing on doing just that?" "Do you want me to? I'm sure I'm more than capable of pleasuring you." She teased. "We could even make a vid to keep as proof, in case we start thinking it had been a dream." "Now you're making me really fucking horny." He hung up. Trish lay there giggling to herself, thinking that if she decided to go with the incest thing, he was certainly better primed for it. # "I know I might be pushing this," She was saying to Lara. "But is it at all possible to turn this thing with my brother into a weekend?" They were sitting in Lara's office. "I don't see why not." "Thank you. I'll set it up so that you have an hour drive, he will meet you there on Friday night and I'll come on Sunday morning at around eleven. You'll have to get his keys away from him so he can't leave, and just tell him to call his wife and tell her he's spending the weekend with me." "Let me know where and what time." Lara smiled. "I will, and he's only going to have one change of clothes, so you might need to nip out to get his Friday clothes cleaned, so he can wear them home on Sunday. If he wears the ones that he brings with, his wife will suspect something." "How?" "She'll think he stayed naked all weekend with some woman, which is what I'm hoping he will be doing, but if he wears the same clothes on Sunday, she'll think I washed them for him so he wouldn't have to wear his Saturday clothes again. It's what used to happen when he'd come spend a weekend with me before we all moved in together." "Don't feel that he can't come for a weekend now that your living situation has changed. But nothing will happen with him while he's staying at the house. It's one thing having Craig know what's going on, but it's another for it to happen right under his nose." Lara smiled. "But having said that, he's more than welcome to bring a girl home and do whatever he wants with her. I just meant that nothing will happen between him and either of us." "I sort of got that, but wasn't sure about whether he would be able to bring someone home. I'll bring you that info now." She handed a note to Lara with a time, address and room number, then texted her brother with the same info. He replied with a short message, 'don't think I can do it'. She replied, 'If you're not there, don't ever text or call me again'. She didn't mean it, but she knew he didn't know that, and that was good enough to get him there. He replied, 'please don't stop talking to me'. She replied, 'then be there'. From then on, the rest of the day she sent him a text an hour. Each one revealing something about Lara's looks. Text one. Long blond hair almost all the way down her back. Text two. Slim. Text three. Hot curves. Text four. Pale, yet lightly tanned skin. Text five. An ass to die for. Text six. Jacking off yet? Text seven. Tits are a nice perky hand full. Text eight. Shaved. Text nine. Cat got your thumb? Text ten. Use your other hand then. When she got a reply from him later that night which simply said, 'She sounds really hot'. She texted back, 'not to text me, to jack off with'. His reply to that, 'lol'. On Friday night Trish got a text from Lara which simply said, 'he's here'. She heaved a sigh as she lay by Craig's side with Hannah on the other side of him. It was Hannah's night with Craig, but she'd invited Trish to join them. An hour later she got another text. It was from Brian, 'I owe you big time'. She replied, 'stop jacking off in the bathroom and take advantage of your current situation'. She never got another reply from him that night, or the next day. "I'll go get dinner ready." She informed the other two as she got off the bed. "I'll help." Hannah got up as well. When it was ready, they had to wake Craig up to eat. # "So you see what you're missing out on?" Trish was sitting with Brian and Lara at a restaurant having lunch. "I know what I'm missing out on." He smiled. "But this weekend has really got me thinking about getting out." "You understand that you won't be getting out for Lara, don't you? But there are plenty women out there that will do a whole lot more for you than your wife does... as long as you treat her right, which I know you will. Stop giving a shit about your job with her dad and find another one. If you eventually get to take over that business, things will only get worse for you." "If you don't find another woman," Lara added. "We could always hook up occasionally, but then you'd only get laid about once every three months." "I appreciate that, and I appreciate this weekend." Brian said. "But first I'll have to find another job." "Hopefully closer to me." Trish smiled. "It's a long drive to come and see you." "If it wasn't for...," he gestured as if holding jail bars. "I'd come visit you a lot more often, so when I get out, you will see me more often without having to drive every time." "But just try get something closer anyway, and start looking today when you get home." When Lara had finished eating, she excused herself and disappeared, leaving Trish alone with her brother. "I need to ask you something." She said, glancing round to make sure no one could hear them. "The other night on the phone, does that make you feel awkward round me?" "No." Brian replied. "Ok, something a little more personal. Does it make you want me, sexually?" "It probably will now that you've mentioned it." He laughed. "No, seriously. Does it?" "No. You're my sister, I'm sure I'll never want you sexually, even though you are quite sexy." "If you think I'm sexy, then you must be thinking about me sexually." "I'm man enough to avert my thoughts." They spoke for a while longer, then Brian said he had to get moving. # "So did you tell him you're pregnant?" Hannah asked Trish when she returned. "Not yet, he's not in a good place with what's going on with his wife." "You'll have to tell him before you start showing." "I know, and I will." "How did it go in general, were you two normal with each other?" "Pretty much, but I got a chance to speak to him alone and asked if he was starting to think of me sexually. He said no and I believed him." "That's good. It'll help a lot, but if you go ahead with the vids idea, you'll need him to start at some point." Hannah said. "If I decide, I'll go see him and get physical." "How?" "I don't know yet, but I'll come up with something." "A good way to start would be by stripping off your clothes in front of him and start touching yourself. Taunt him and encourage him to get undressed, then just walk up to him and grab him." "You're really trying to encourage this, aren't you?" Trish grinned. "Maybe." Hannah grinned back. "Are you trying to encourage it for your own pleasure?" "Maybe." Hannah smiled at Trish and walked out the room. It was her turn with Craig, and right now she needed him. It was supposed to have been Trish's turn, but she'd given it to Hannah since she went to spend the day with her brother. An hour after arriving home, Trish got a message from her brother. 'I might have lied, but not sure'. She replied, 'as long as you can control yourself when I'm with you, I don't give a fuck. Maybe things will change later'. His reply, '?????'. Trish giggled, and called him. "Yeah, maybe sometime down the road I might actually want your cock buried balls deep in my pussy, but that will be after I've sucked it. Then who knows, I might want you to take my virgin ass too." "I don't do anal." Brian said. "Only because you haven't tried it. My ass is nice and tight, and I'm sure my sphincter muscles are much stronger than the ones in my pussy. I'll clench your cock so tight and milk all your cum out of you." "You are seriously fucking amazing." "If you're jacking off, then video call me and let me watch." The phone went dead. As soon as she answered his video call, he said. "I wasn't, but your talk made me want to." "I told you you'd enjoy fucking my ass." She laughed. "But I know you'd prefer the warm wetness of my pussy. Now show me your cock." He did. "I want to watch till you cum all over my tits." "I want to come all over your ass." "So then you'd have to fuck me from behind, let me turn round for you." "I could really do with a pic of you in that position." He panted. "I'll have to get Hannah to take a nice one tomorrow. Do you want my asshole covered up or not?" "Not. There's not a single part of you that I find offensive." "How does my panties rubbing along the side of your cock feel?" "Oh fuck, I'm..." "I can see that. Make sure you're aiming it at my ass, then rub it in for me." "Shit, shit, ohhhh." "No shit, just cum. Cum on your sister's ass. Oh yes, I can feel it, all nice and warm as it's starting to run down between the cheeks. Don't stop, it' feels so fucking good. Oh my god, your cum trickling over my asshole feels so fucking sexy." "Stop talking, please stop talking." He panted. "Oh fuck..." he looked into the camera. "I wish I could just bury my head between your legs and do my best to make you cum the way I just did... and I mean that, this is not just our usual phone talk." "I think that would feel so fucking awesome." Trish grinned. "I know it would be wrong, but that's what would make it so awesome." "Do you think we're headed towards incest?" Brian asked seriously. "Sometimes I feel like I hope we are." "Really?" "I've even thought about about letting you have your way with me just once to feel what your cock really feels like and taste your sperm, then to feel what it feels like inside me." "I haven't thought about the just once part..." "So you do think about me sexually." Trish giggled. "Was that a trap?" "No, but we still need to keep it together when we're around each other." "And if we can't?" "If one of us can't, then the other will have to keep them in check, but if it's both of us..." Trish trailed off. "But if it's both of us what?" "Then I guess we'll find out what it feels like to have sex with each other. Besides the standard hugs and kisses, we can't do any touching, and the talk stays on the phone." "I know. Is any of this making you uncomfortable yet?" "Not yet." "Does all this make you horny?" Brian asked. "Really fucking horny." "Were you playing with yourself this time?" "What do you think?" Trish smiled. "But you didn't cum, did you?" "No, but don't worry. I'll go sort myself out in the shower." "I'd love to be there to watch that." "I'll text you when I'm getting into the shower, you can imagine what I'm doing to myself and jack off over your little sister getting herself off in the shower." She ended the call, hoping that he wouldn't want a video or do a video call so he could watch. It was going to be a brutal scene, too brutal to watch. "Are you wanting some company tonight?" Trish asked Lara in the kitchen. "Yes, that would be nice." Lara smiled. "I was thinking earlier that I should ask you to join me or if I could join you." "You're welcome to join me anytime, you don't need to ask, unless you want me to come to your room." "Nice to know." Lara grinned. "I thought you knew that already." "I sort of did, but I didn't know from you. Now I do." Trish went for a shower right after dinner, and while she was bent over her bottom drawer looking for a nightie to put on, Lara walked up behind her. "Do you know that your vagina is red?" "I can imagine." Trish giggled. "It's just taken quite a beating in the shower." "Is it going to be alright for me to touch it?" "It needs some touching, gentle touching, but it really needs it." "I'm not sure if I'll be able to be gentle, but if I get too rough for it's condition, let me know." Trish didn't need to let Lara know, she was rough, but Trish was loving it. "How are things with Brian?" Lara asked, as she held Trish in the dark. "Great." "No awkwardness after what happened?" "No, we agreed to keep it on the phone and things seem ok when we're together." Daring Communications "So the fact that his lips have touched mine, and his cock has been in my mouth and vagina doesn't bug you?" "I didn't even think about it." Trish laughed. "Well I hope that me mentioning it now doesn't start bugging you. If it does, I'm sorry." "Would it surprise you if I said it actually excites me?" "Sort of, but not much." Lara moved her hand onto Trish's breast and left it there. "Does it bug you that I'm a semi incestuous person?" Trish asked Lara. "I knew about that before tonight, so what do you think?" "Not to say that I would do it, but if I ever actually had sex with him, would you still want to be with me after?" "I'd probably want to hear all about it." Lara laughed. "But yes, I would. I've had sex with him, so what would be the difference?" # Trish was just dozing when her phone rang. "I hope it didn't wake you." She said to Lara before answering it. "No, I was about to start drifting off, but not quite there yet." "It's Brian." She accepted the call. "Your timing is crappy, I'm in bed with Lara." "Were you busy? I can call back." "Too late, you've stopped what we were doing." "Shit, sorry. I wanted to share some good news with you." "You've got good news to share?" Trish sounded really surprised. "I do. One of my job applications have been accepted. They're going to take me on for a trial period first though." "That's excellent, where?" "Over the weekend with Lara I saw an ad in their local paper, which Lara brought to me with my breakfast, so I sent my CV via email. I got the reply today. I start at the end of the month." "That's fucking excellent, only an hour away from here." She explained to Lara without muting or covering the mouthpiece. "Things are going to improve for him." Lara smiled. "Lara's happy for you too." Trish told Brian. "But how are you going to do it, don't you have to give them notice?" "I'm just going to walk out. Anyway, I'll let you get back to what you were doing." Brian said. "Too late for that, you spoiled the mood. We'll have to make love again to tire ourselves out." "Did I wake you up?" "Only me, unless Lara lied to me." "Was she checking out your hot body while you were sleeping?" "Just my pussy." Trish disconnected the call. "So how far have you two gone?" Lara asked, propping herself on her elbow. "On the phone? All the way. Earlier he was taking me from behind." "I know he's seen yours, but have you seen his?" "I was watching him tug it on a video call." "So that's why yours was so red." Lara giggled. "Not from the call..." "Oh yes, you said from when you were in the shower. When you said you'd been watching him I thought you'd made up the part about the shower as a cover-up for my benefit." "No, the call was for his relief." Lara leaned over and kissed Trish. It was intended as a good night kiss, but turned into more. They made out for a while, then went all the way for the next thirty minutes or so before snuggling together and going to sleep. In the morning, Lara asked Trish to send him a photo of her pussy. 'Recognize this?' She sent with the photo. His reply. 'It's so nice to see it again, but yours is still nicer... more inviting'. 'maybe Lara will let you watch me eating hers'. "I don't mind." Lara told her. Brian's reply, 'only if I can watch her eat yours as well'. Lara nodded. Instead of answering his text, she video called him. "Show us that you've got your cock in hand before we start." He was already on his way to the bathroom. "Just a sec..." When he'd pulled down his trousers and taking himself in hand, he focused the camera. "Ok, now keep your eyes on the screen." Trish handed Lara the phone and moved down between Lara's legs. "Oh wow, that looks hot." Brian said. The slight quiver in his voice told them he was jacking off. Trish spent about thirty seconds eating Lara, when she felt Lara's pussy start quivering. "Lara's coming for you Brian." They switched positions. "Now you can finally see your sisters pussy being eaten by a woman." She focused the camera on her own pussy. "Even hotter." Brian panted. "Eat my sister for me Lara." But that was as far as he got before he started ejaculating. Lara took the phone from Trish. "So seeing your sister being eaten is hotter for you that seeing her eat someone else's?" she teased. "Fuck yeah. Didn't you know? I'm big into incest." He laughed. "Well if you ever do get to fuck her, just know that I want to be there to see it." "You're just as much of a tease as she is." Brian laughed. "Oh I'm not teasing. I'll even guide your cock into her." "Lara doesn't tease." Trish Informed him. "Oh fuck, now I'm going to have to jack off again." "Let me watch." Lara giggled. "I was just kidding. My cock's getting sore from all these jack off sessions, it needs something warm and wet to massage it now." "Run the hot water over your hand." Lara couldn't help but laugh. "Funny." Brian said, and hung up. "Does he normally just hang up like that, or was he pissed off with my joke?" "We both do. When we've decided that the 'session' as he calls it, is over." "That was pretty arousing, I have to admit." Lara marveled. "I was just going along with it for you, but... now I wish I had a brother to do this with." "I'll get you in on more of our calls." Trish promised. "Please do." # Months after Trish sent him the first photo, she was lying in Bed with Hannah. She'd seen her brother quite a few times, now that he was closer, and had told him about her being pregnant. She was still two months away from her due date. "I think I'm going to do it." She confided in Hannah. "Once the baby's born and I've lost my pregnancy weight, I think I'm going to try find out what it's like to let him have his way with me." "Make sure you're really certain before you do, because once it's done, you can't undo it." "I will, but I'll also make sure he understands that it'll never happen again. I mean, if I like it it will, but he doesn't need to know that." "Remember that I want a video." "If I go through with it I want you there, so you can stop me if you detect any doubt in my expressions or actions. Lara will want to be there too, but just to see it." "I'll be your conscience." Hannah giggled. Trish positioned herself as Brian had described, on her back with her knees in the air as if she were ready to give birth. "Time for his monthly pic." She told Hannah, handing her the phone. 'You're getting hotter by the month'. He replied, after seeing it. Trish's reply, 'You like big girls, do you?'. 'Only pregnant big'. 'You're not getting one next month'. 'Why?' 'Because you'll still be in a coma from jacking off to this one'. 'It can wait on my phone till I wake up'. 'No, you'll kill yourself to that one, then I won't have a brother that I can physically fuck' 'Ok'. "Well now I'm pretty sure that he'd be willing." Hannah commented. # Six months after Trish had given birth to a gorgeous baby girl, she'd decided that it was definitely going to happen. She texted her brother, 'coming to see you Friday night, but you'll have to take my ass because your cock will probably flap round in my pussy'. Thinking that this was one of her games, he replied, 'would still prefer flapping round in your pussy than a tight ass'. 'Ok, then pussy it is'. Be nice and hard for me'. 'oh I will be'. Trish never replied, leaving Brian to think that it was meant for him to go masturbate over the thought. "Hi!" Brian exclaimed, as he opened the door to his three female guests. ------------------------------------------ To be continued.