5 comments/ 123251 views/ 101 favorites I Needed a Chaperone By: cactusaur "Pllleeaaaase?" I begged, trying my best puppy dog eyes at my brother, John. "Really? You want me to blow my Saturday afternoon babysitting you?" he replied, clearly getting annoyed. "It'll just be a couple of hours! Alex has work in the morning and Mom is out of town!" I was trying to convince him to come with me to a modelling shoot. Usually our Mom went with me, but she was out of town and my boyfriend, Alex, wouldn't be able to show up until midway through the session. John was clearly unimpressed, so I decided to try a different tactic. "Look, I'm going to go with or without you. This shoot is with male models and a male photographer, so unless you want your baby sister being all alone with them, then you need to go for at least a little bit!" His eyes widened and he sighed deeply. "Fine, I'll take you, but you owe me!" I smiled and hugged him, pressing my breasts against his firm chest. "WEEEE! Thanks!" This was my most important shoot yet! Andre, a regionally famous photographer, had picked me out for a few different clients: underwear, bikini, and then a few for some resorts or something. I'd been modelling for a few years, but this was going to be my first shoot since turning eighteen, and I hoped by working with Andre that I could really make a big splash and get some more work! I broke away from my brother and quickly ran upstairs to shower and get ready. A few hours later we were walking up to the studio door, John following my sleek 5'7" frame. We knocked and Andre quickly appeared. "Amy!" he exclaimed and pulled me into a quick hug. I didn't have a chance to respond before he pecked me on the lips. I was quickly released when he caught sight of John. "Oh good! He'll work perfect! Zack got in a fight at a club last night and I wasn't able to find another model! I was scared I was going to have to cancel part of the shoot, but he'll be perfect! Please tell me he doesn't have any tattoos?" "No I don't, but-" John began. "Perfect!" the thin and tattooed photographer practically yelled as he overrode John's protest. "Well come in, the other model should be here soon. You'll get $400 for the session. Let me go find a release form for you." Andre spoke quickly as he disappeared down the hallway. "Sis, what is this?!" John hissed at me, obviously displeased at this latest turn of events. "He thinks you're a model friend of mine. Please play along! I really want this!" I was desperate and would do anything for this shoot to go well. "I don't know..." his lack of enthusiasm was understandable, but I couldn't let that stop me. "Please! I'll do anything!" "You already owe me for just driving! Not like you doing my laundry or something is worth this," he said, clearly uninterested. "Look! You'll get $400 and..." I hesitated, but decided to go for broke. "And I will do my best to get Elizabeth to go on a date with you." His eyes widened at that. "Seriously..?" he asked, suspicious of my intent. Elizabeth was a really good friend of mine. She was a year ahead of me in school, but we had signed up to be roommates at college next year anyways. Every guy had always salivated over her. Head cheerleader, stunningly sexy, and a known expert at blow jobs. I knew she and John had always flirted, and I hoped this was enough to pique his interest. "Yes I am serious! Just play along and do whatever it takes so I can make a good impression!" I looked expectantly at him as we heard Andre start returning down the hall. He quickly nodded and I smiled at him. "So here's my standard model release, take a few to read over it while we get Amy ready. We'll be down the hall, second door on the right when you're done," Andre explained. I followed him down the hall. We entered a room with a chair and a large mirror, a woman busy setting out makeup and hair styling instruments. I stripped my dress off and put a robe on and she quickly set to work on fixing me up, her and Andre debating different hairstyles and makeup looks. About fifteen minutes into this John knocked and entered, just as they were having me remove my robe to check for any blemishes on the rest of my body. I blushed slightly, but kept my eyes straight to avoid having to acknowledge his presence. "She'll be fun to work with, eh?" Andre joked to John. "What have you two worked together on before?" he asked to John. "Well actua-" he started, but I quickly interrupted. "We haven't actually modelled together yet. I met him at a casting call a few months ago and we became friends, but this will be our first shoot together," I explained, sending a hard look at John for him to keep his mouth shut. I knew some of the shots would probably be a bit sexy, and I didn't want them knowing John was my brother. He flashed a puzzled look at me, but quickly nodded. I found myself looking in the mirror. My blonde hair hangs down below my shoulders, but ended before my large D-cup breasts. I caught sight of John checking me out from behind and blushed. I figured this was good, since it was likely we would be getting a lot closer soon and we could each get used to me being in a lot less clothing. He and Andre talked a bit and joked and soon I was back in my robe and the makeup artist was packing her things up. Andre showed me to a room with some clothes hanging on a rack, pointed to a bikini, and then he and John left me alone. I picked up the yellow bikini to see what I was going to be wearing. It was pretty small, far smaller than anything I would wear to the beach. The top was unlined and I was worried my nipples would get hard and show. The bottoms, while not quite a thong, were going to show off most of my butt. I took a deep breath and pulled it on. My nipples weren't hard, luckily, so the top was safe. The tiny bottoms barely covered my landing strip and in back the bottoms were firmly wedged between the hemispheres of my bubble butt. I giggled and wondered if I would get to keep the bikini. Throwing my robe on, I wandered down the hall to the studio. "Just wait Lars, she is one fine piece of ass," I heard Andre saying as I approached the room. I hesitated, not wanting to interrupt them while they were talking about me. I heard some muffled comments and laughter, then Andre seemed to get down to explaining the various shoots. I figured I was safe to enter and slipped into the room. The three of them were sitting around a small table, sipping wine, as Andre explained that in the first shoot Lars and I were going to pose together. Lars was in a robe, but John was still fully dressed. I joined them and was quickly handed a full glass of white wine, which I accepted eagerly. A little wine would help me ignore the fact that John was my brother. We talked about the shoot, and I got to know Lars a bit, but soon we were up and stripping down for the shoot. I giggled as Lars dropped his robe. He was a bit shorter than John, but still much taller than me. He had a swimmer's lean build, and his sandy blonde hair and blue eyes made it easy to see why he was a model. Lars' stood proudly in the tiny swimming trunks, his bulge accentuated by the tight fabric. I tried not to stare. As I removed my own robe I felt the three men's eyes on me. I wiggled my hips as I dropped it, and turned in a circle so they could get a look. "Damn!" Lars exclaimed as my ass was exposed to them. "You weren't kidding!" I blushed, and glanced at John who had a troubled look and quickly drank about half a glass of wine in one gulp before getting some more. I didn't have time to worry though, as soon Andre had Lars and I standing next to one another as he adjusted lights and played with settings on his camera. "Okay you two, let's start with some of just Amy," Andre instructed. Lars went and joined John, both drinking as they watched me pose. He started out simply, with me standing and staring into the camera, moving my head to get different angles. My arms started by my sides, but I soon had them above my head, or crossed under my breasts to accentuate my cleavage. I rotated slowly around, sticking my ass out knowing this is what he would want. "So close!" he said from behind me. "Just let me adjust this..." he said and I felt his fingers on my ass he pulled the bikini this way and that. He didn't touch my anywhere inappropriate, but he seemed to take longer than necessary. His camera resumed flashing "Ah yeah, that's it! Spread your legs some and look back at the camera!" I turned over my shoulder and my eyes fell on John, who was holding the bottle of wine, about to pour yet another glass. His mouth was open in shock and I felt myself blush as I spread my legs and bent forward at the hips with my knees straight. "Yeah, show us that tight ass!" Andre interrupted, causing me to pull my vision away from my brother and start posing again. Fuck this was weird! I had known this was going to be a very sexual shoot thanks to the bikini and underwear parts, but I hadn't expected my brother to react the way he had! I guess deep down he was just a male. The thought made me quiver. "Okay, let's do the top some more now" Andre instructed, and I quickly turned around. We posed some, but he was shaking his head. "This isn't quite right." He went over to John and whispered something and John left the room then quickly returned with a cup which he handed to Andre. Andre approached me and John and Lars followed curiously. "For this top we really need an extra punch up top," he explained. He reached in and pulled out an ice cube before handing the cup back to John. I gasped as I knew what was coming. "May I?" he inquired with a slight smile. I hesitated, but nodded, not wanting to upset him and ruin my chances. He quickly pulled my top over my boobs and teased my nipples with the ice cubes. "UUmmmmmmm," I moaned, then turned red in embarrassment. My nipples quickly hardened, but he kept it up till they ached with the cold. By this point my mouth was open and I was panting. Lars and John stood by watching, Lars grinning openly. John seemed to be having a battle with himself. Here I was, an attractive, buxom girl having her nipples toyed with, but I was his sister. He looked like he was about to collapse. I had to act quickly, so I caught his eye and smiled then winked at him! He smiled back and I knew I had him! "John, take your shirt off and dry her off so we can get back to work," Andre instructed. John pulled his shirt off, revealing his muscled chest and arms. I'd seen him shirtless plenty, but never in this context and I couldn't help but admire him. I was expecting him to hand me his shirt, but instead he reached out and started drying my nipples for me! My eyes widened, but I tried to control my reactions. They were pretty much dry when he suddenly tweaked both my nipples, eliciting a gasp from me! I opened my mouth to tell him off, but the bastard winked at me! Determined not to let him get to me, I pulled my top down and was soon posing again. My nipples now strained against the thin yellow top and I knew they would be visible in the pictures. After some pictures of my laying down in various approaches Andre decided it was time for Lars to join the fun. Lars grinned as he approached me, and I couldn't help but smile as the attractive older man approached. The poses started out pretty tame, the two of playing around with minimal contact, but soon Andre instructed us to get more intimate. As I pressed myself against Lars, I felt a familiar warmth in my groin and knew that I wouldn't need any more ice to keep my nipples hard. I stared up into his eyes as his hand found my lower back and the camera clicked away. I don't know how it happened, it certainly was instructed by Andre, but somehow our lips met and we were soon kissing heavily for the camera. The room was silent but for the smacking of our lips and the sound of Andre's shutter firing. Lars lowered himself to the floor, my body following his and soon I was squirming on top of him, rubbing my crotch against the hard-on in his shorts. I slowly became aware of my wantonness and pulled away, pushing myself upright. As I glanced around the room I noticed that both John and Andre were sporting bulges in their pants, and for some reason I felt proud at being able to excite them both without touching them. "Okay, that was great you two! Let's do that again, but this time lose the top!" I blushed at his instruction, but slowly obeyed as I untied the small bikini top. I figured my brother had already seen and tweaked my nipples, so this wouldn't be any worse. Just before removing it I hesitated. "You aren't taking naked pictures of me right? I didn't sign up for that!" I asked, suddenly worried he might be trying to move me in a direction I didn't want to. Andre quickly shook his head. "Nope! Your contracts specifically state no nudity will be shown. If I get any by accident those pictures can't be used, so don't worry" he explained. Mollified I dropped the bikini top and laid it next to us before covering my breasts with my hands. "Perfect!" cried Andre has he resumed taking pictures. "Lower yourself against his chest again." I complied, smashing my naked chest against his and sighing as his hands rubbed my lower back. I leaned forward and kissed him again, shyly at first, but soon our tongues dueled fiercely. I lost myself in the attractive man, forgetting my brother was watching and a photographer was taking pictures of us. He broke kissing me and pulled me up to kiss and suckle at my neck. I was vaguely aware of Andre telling him not to leave any marks, but I was focused more on his hands, which had found my ass and were kneading it hard! I felt my face blush as I moaned loudly! I heard Andre taking pictures from behind me and hoped the view wasn't too scandalous! He must have only wanted a few, because soon he broke us apart. "Okay guys, let's have the two of you stand with her back to you and your arms wrapped around her covering up her breasts." I stood and pushed back into him, my butt again rubbing against his ever present erection, which seemed to be significantly larger than my boyfriend Alex's! Andre was changing angles and positions, but he had a frown on his face. "Those trunks are ruining this! Do you mind taking them off?" he asked to Lars. He didn't seem to care what I thought, and before I could voice any opinion I heard them drop the ground and gasped as I felt his erection settle between my buttocks. "Perfect!" Andre was busy taking pictures, but I was distracted by the hard rod of flesh pressed against me. He moved his hands to cover me in different manners: hands cupping my breasts, arms covering them, then finally one arm across them and the other pulling my chin around for a kiss. "Good one! Now Amy, look right into the camera and let Lars pull down a bit on the front of your bikini bottom" he instructed. I felt his hand slide down my abdomen and push down the front of my bikini, his fingers brushing my pubes. I like sex a lot. Like, my boyfriend never gives me enough and I usually have to resort to my fingers and I was quickly becoming lost in the moment. Luckily Andre called a halt to this pose. "Okay guys, one last pose then we can move on to the next bit. Let's have Lars stand up and you bend over facing him with your butt towards the camera and your legs spread a bit." We assumed the position and I was presented with a close up view of Lars' cock. It was huge! Thick and huge! The veins popped out and I it was probably two or three inches longer than my boyfriend's, and twice as thick! I tried not to stare and glanced up to see him smiling down at me. We both giggled briefly. "Hrm, damn. They specifically wanted this shot, but Lars, I hate to say it, but this is one instance where your considerable, uh, gifts are not helping us! No matter what angle I do I just can't get it fully behind her head!" He kept moving around before cursing and lowering his camera. "Fuck! Well, shit guys... Although... Maybe... Amy, maybe you could help him keep it out of view some," he suggested. I was worried this was going to ruin his opinion of me if we couldn't get this shot. My whole life I had dreamed of being a model, and this was probably going to be the best chance for me to make a splash before having to head off to college. My heart was racing as I tilted my head back to look at John and Andre. John had a puzzled expressions on his face, but Andre motioned impatiently for me to give it a shot. "You'd better keep your promise about these pictures," I told him before turning back to Lars' manhood. Steeling myself I leaned forward and captured the head of his cock in my mouth. "Oh shit," I heard, seemingly from all three men. Lars groaned as I held just the first inch or so in my mouth. "Yes Amy! This is perfect!" Andre yelled and I heard his shutter firing. I closed my eyes in shame, hoping this was all worth it in the end. I could feel Lars throbbing in my mouth, and in my horny and confused state I couldn't resist sliding my tongue along the underside of his crown a bit. He moaned in response and his hips started thrusting slightly. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. Our eyes locked and I felt my insides flutter in desire. I relaxed my jaw. That was all it took. Lars gently walked himself forward until about half of his cock was sliding in and out of my throat. The camera started to fire, and out of the corner of my eye I could see my brother standing watching as his baby sister took about four inches of hard cock in her mouth. Suddenly the situation crashed down on me and I broke away, a trail of spit connecting my lips to his cock which I quickly wiped away. I stood, my chest heaving, and glanced around. FUCK! Alex, my boyfriend, was standing right there at the entrance, his jaw hanging wide open! "Oh Alex! It's not what it looks like!" I said running to catch him as he turned out of the hallway. I ran topless after him, my breasts bouncing obscenely as I caught him. "Alex, wait!" "Get off me you fucking whore!" he spit at me, breaking my grasp and leaving through the door. I felt tears springing to my eyes as I watched the door swing shut after him. Turning slowly I saw the three guys, Lars still naked with his wet cock erect in front of him, watching from the end of the hallway. "I..I need a minute please," I said, desperate to not cry in front of them. I slipped into the changing room and wrapped myself in a towel and sobbed gently. I don't think I was in there for long before John knocked and slipped into the room. "Hey sis, you okay..." "I...God, what the hell was I doing?" I turned to look at him to find him still shirtless. He approached me and wrapped me in a hug. "He's not coming back is he?" "Probably not," John answered bluntly, causing me to sob. "But really I never understood why you were with him. Remember when he got pissed the first time you did a bikini shoot?" I did remember that! "Yeah, oh man, he said I had to wear one pieces from then on so when we went to the beach I wore that hilarious swimsuit from the 20s that you bought me!" I was laughing at the memory of that and John was laughing right with me. "I know I've kind of joked about this, but he really is an ass. He was always trying to control you and putting you down whenever he could!" John had a point there and I sighed into his arms. "I was acting like a slut though," the memory of sucking a guy off still fresh in my mind. "Oh fucking stop. Seriously. That guy is a real prude, and it's better that you and him split now so you can really try to be a model," John said. He suddenly smiled. "Besides, you really seem like the type of girl who is going to enjoy college. It's really too bad we won't be going to school together," he said and winked at me, "you seem like a lot of fun." I felt my heart racing and was suddenly very aware of the fact that my bare breasts were pressed against his shirtless, muscular chest. "Th-thanks," I managed to get out. I sighed as I broke away and inspected myself in the mirror. "Well, I think that probably ruined any chance of working more with Andre," I said bitterly. I Needed a Chaperone "What?! No way sis! Trust me, he really likes you! Clean yourself up while I go out there and smooth things over," John said. He kissed me on the top of my head then left me alone. I quickly had a bit more wine, then cleaned up my makeup the best that I could. I looked around for my robe, but realized I had left it out in studio. I sighed and headed out, still topless. I reached the studio to find Andre and John redressed and helping move furniture around. John caught sight of me first. "Hey Amy! Everything okay?" he quickly asked. I could the hopeful look in his eyes, and I quickly nodded, causing him to smile and quickly glance at my bare torso. "Great!" Andre exclaimed. "These two can finish setting up here, let's go back and get you changed for the next scene." He led me back to my dressing room. "So Amy, are you sure you're okay to continue today?" he asked once we were alone. "I really am fine with setting up another session." Not wanting to ruin my chances I quickly refused and insisted on continuing. The next part was going to be some lingerie and bedroom type shots. The first set was black stockings, garter belt, and bralette, all made from a mesh material that did little to hide the flesh underneath. I had to admit I looked pretty good, and I hoped I would get to keep this outfit. All dressed, we made to leave, but I again realized I had forgotten to grab my robe. Andre didn't seem to notice though, and I followed him down the hall to the studio. I could hear Lars and John laughing about something, and when I heard John comment about a "firm butt" I realized they were probably talking about me! I felt my body heating up again, but when they heard my heels clacking on the floor their conversation quickly changed. It stopped completely when I entered the room. Neither guy hid their gaze as they swept their eyes up and down my body. I expected this from Lars, especially after the short blow job, but I was a bit shocked that my own brother seemed interested in me. "Alright you two, keep it together" Andre said, laughing. "She's going to be alone for this one, although it should be pretty quick. I'll need you both for the last one though, so let's get through this one quick." I headed over to the lounge that had been set up, and soon Andre was directing me and snapping away. I got back into the modelling much easier than I expected to, although I'm sure the wine helped. Soon I was bending and posing. I climbed on the lounge on all fours, facing Lars and John. Andre moved around behind me and I arched my back. My eyes found John's, and I felt my nipples harden as his gaze held mine. "Alright, let's do the same pose but facing the other way so we can get the light different," I heard Andre say from behind me. I tore my eyes away from my brother's and rotated around. I spread my legs, probably a bit more than I had previously, and pushed my butt up as far as I could. "Shit!" Lars hissed. "You can see everything! Look how fucking wet she is!" I practically moaned at the lewd comment, not caring at all that Andre was getting pictures of my arousal. I heard John mumbled something in reply to Lars, but only heard Lars' response. "Yeah, I bet she will too!" he whispered excitedly. I had no idea what John had said, but my arousal was out of control and their whispers were only feeding it. I lowered my head down to the lounge, my ass still up in the air, and reached back with a hand to stroke my thighs, hips, and ass. The men stopped talking, the only sounds were my labored breathing and Andre's camera clicking away. I slid my hand across my panty covered mound and moaned. "Wait! Hold that there" Andre instructed. I moved my hand back, covering myself and he snapped away. My fingers were subtly working my clit through the panties, and I knew I was going to cum soon. My breathing was coming faster, and when my hips started moving on their own I knew I was moments away from cumming. "Okay, well that's all we need for this!" Andre said. I groaned in frustration, but forced myself to at least pretend I wasn't about to masturbate to orgasm and stood up. All three men had obvious erections in their shorts, and Lars and John were looking at Andre like he was crazy. I grabbed my robe and slipped it on. "Amy, the next outfit is hanging in the black garment bag in the room. Only wear what is in the bag," Andre instructed. I nodded, and quickly escaped to the dressing room. I heard Andre giving instructions as I walked down the hall. Right before I closed the door to the room I heard Lars loudly complain about stopping me from cumming. I paused, eager to hear any other comments about me. "Trust me. It'll be much better for all of us if she is frustrated and horny," Andre calmly explained. I shuddered at the certainty in his voice, and eased the door closed. Inside I quickly dropped the robe and looked at myself. My face was flushed, my nipples pointed brazenly through the thin bra, and the thin panties clung wetly to my sopping pussy. I quickly stripped naked and found the garment bag. Inside were a small red dress and a pair of heels. Normally I would have protested at the lack of panties, but I was honestly horny enough to not care anymore. I quickly slipped it on and gasped at my image in the mirror. The dress was very small and very tight. I think even a G-string would show lines under the thin, clingy material. It fell to just a few inches below my butt, and the back was cut incredibly low. The neckline plunged between my breasts, clearly demonstrating the lack of bra. I slipped on my heels and tried a few poses in front of the mirror. Any bending over revealed a rather indecent view, but I figured this was exactly what the guys would want. Honestly, it was exactly what I was wanting as well. I smoothed the dress down, and then headed back out, leaving the robe in the dressing room. I heard the guys laughing and joking around, and I took a deep breath before entering the room. The furniture had been swapped again, this time for a small couch. The men were standing around sipping on wine. When I joined them John handed me a full glass of wine, which I quickly went to work on. "I was just explaining the shoot to them," Andre said. "This one is a bit...different. It's for one of those adults only resorts. This one is new, and they are hoping to attract a younger crowd, hence the three of you." I nodded along as he talked about their style and how we could play to it. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, until Andre casually slipped in that John and Lars would be totally naked the whole time. Neither of them reacted at all, and I have to admit the wine and my arousal was making it hard to concentrate, so I figured my mind was playing dirty tricks on me. Soon Andre was done and conversation drifted to non-business matters as we finished our wine. "Okay. Amy, let's get you over there," Andre said when we were all finished up, "and you two can go on and strip down." I let out a small gasp at that, but thankfully no one heard. I moved quickly to the shoot area, and turned to watch Lars and my brother remove their clothing. Neither showed any hesitance and both were soon naked. Lars looked about half erect, but I could see him growing slowly. When I looked at my older brother though, I got the shock of my life. He was fully hard, and his cock was huge! Lars had previously been the biggest one I'd ever seen, but John had to be an inch or so longer, and a bit thicker as well. I managed to tear my eyes away from his manhood and steal a glance at his face. His eyes met mine and he was wearing a smirk, an eyebrow cocked as if in invitation. I felt myself blush and looked away quickly. The two guys approached and soon we were posing. Everything started off innocently enough. The two guys sitting next to each other with me standing in front of them blocking the view of their cocks. A few with them standing behind me, my head back as they kissed my neck. Lots of extremely suggestive, but rather tame poses. Well, tame but for the fact that their erections just didn't seem to be going down, and they kept rubbing up against me. Things didn't stay so tame for long though. "Okay, let's have the two of you dancing. John, you're in front and Lars can be behind her." The guys quickly pressed up against me, and we started moving. None of us were really feeling it, well I was feeling their cocks, but the dancing just wasn't working and Andre quickly called a halt and turned on some music. We started dancing again and this time we were really into it. I felt Lars' cock rubbing against my thinly covered ass, his hands running up and down my hips, pulling me hard onto him. I moaned and looked up at John. He was keeping a small gap between us, probably worried about upsetting me, but when I leaned up and kissed him hard on the mouth he moved in closely. The three of us ground together, the snap of the camera off to the side, as my brother and I kissed. His hands worked down my back to my ass and I moaned as he kneaded my firm rear. He broke the kiss and I slid my hands across his hard back. "Fuck you're so hot," he whispered in my ear before nibbling at my neck. I moaned as he slid his hands down my ass and pulled the hem of my dress up over my hips. Lars' cock was now wedged firmly between my cheeks and he quickly started sliding up and down. This wasn't enough for my brother though, who reached down below my butt and quickly hoisted me into the air. "Ooohhh!" I managed to gasp out, right as my brother lowered me down on to Lars' cock. I gazed into my brother's eyes as he held me as Lars went to town on my wet pussy. I was so wet that I took his large cock easily, and soon the click of the camera was joined by my moaning and the sounds of a cock pounding my pussy. I was so turned on that I knew I wasn't going to last long, and sure enough, when I started working my hips to rub my clit on my brother's massive erection, I quickly spasmed in orgasm, my muscles milking Lars and sending him over the edge. I felt his cock swelling and filling my pussy and I moaned in satisfaction. As I came down from my sexual high I became aware of Andre shooting from below, capturing my filled pussy and the semen escaping from around the large cock, which didn't seem to be getting any softer. John silently lifted me off of Lars and I clung to him as he carried me to the couch. Andre took pictures the whole way, but I ignored him. My brother set me on my feet, pulled the dress over my head, and then laid me down on the couch on my back. He smiled as he crawled between my legs and I reached for his hard cock. We kissed as I guided my own brother inside my pussy and I moaned as he stretched me out. Thankfully Lars had cum a lot, so I was nice and lubricated for John's huge tool. He kissed me hard, then whispered that he loved me in my ear and before pounding me hard. It was clear watching his sister be such a tramp had really gotten him going, and I was determined to make this as awesome as I possibly could. "Fuck. Me. Fuck. Me," I hissed at him between thrusts, egging him on. He crouched down, placing his mouth right at my ear and started whispering about what a fucking slut his baby sister was. This set me off, and as my pussy spasmed I felt his cock swell and start pumping me full of his cum. We moaned together and then collapsed. I was breathing hard and dripping sweat. I heard Andre taking pictures, but tried to ignore the fact that I was basically acting like a porn star. Surprisingly, just like Lars, John was not going soft. He grinned at me as he started moving in and out again. After another minute I was soon moaning along with him, but then he pulled out, causing me to sigh in disappointment. He picked me up and laid me across the arm of the couch, my ass up in the air. When I felt his finger slip into my abused pussy I sighed and wiggled, but when he pulled it out and slid it into my ass I squirmed, suddenly worried. I tried to sit up, but he held me down. "Play with your clit, it will make it easier," Andre instructed. I suddenly got the feeling this was turning into a straight up porn shoot, and when Lars' hard cock appeared in front of my face and slid into my mouth I struggled a bit more. No one seemed like they were going to stop though, and John forcibly moved my hand to my clit. I laid there rigid in panic, my fingers not moving, as Lars fucked my mouth and my own brother prepared to fuck my ass with his giant cock. He worked another finger into my ass. I moaned slightly, unsure if what I was feeling was good or not. It was certainly strange. Soon he decided I was ready though. He pushed into my pussy a few times, then lined his cock up with my virgin ass. Lars stopped moving, thankfully, and I heard Andre's camera snapping pictures as my brother slowly pushed past my sphincter. "MMMMMMM!" I tried to cry out and my eyes rolled wildly. Fuck! It hurt! I tried to struggle away, but John stopped pushing and held me still. Slowly the pain faded, replaced with a full feeling. I felt him starting to push a bit more in. We went slowly, which I was grateful for. It probably took about five minutes to work his cock all the way in me, but soon he was fucking my ass with long steady strokes. I realized Lars was working my mouth, and that I was working my pussy! At the realization an orgasm crashed through me, and my ass tightened on my brother's cock, sending him over the edge. I collapsed on the couch, freeing my mouth of Lars and lay panting as John pulled out. Lars quickly took his place and started fucking my ass. I was too tired to move, and let him use my hole until he too filled my ass with his seed. We all lay panting and I assumed we were done, but Andre quickly whispered to Lars and John and they grinned. John lay down on the ground and pulled me on top of him. I kissed him as his cock, which was somehow still hard, entered my pussy. I tried to bounce up and down on him, but he held me still, and soon I felt Lars behind me. He pushed into my ass, and my nose flared at being so full. I gazed into my brothers eyes as the two figured out a rhythm and soon they had me moaning in another orgasm. Suddenly Lars pulled out and helped me to my knees. John joined him and both guys stroked their cocks before painting my face with cum. I could feel it dripping down my chin and I tried to smile as Andre took pictures. Finally he stopped. "Well, I think we have all the shots we need," Andre explained. He grabbed me a towel and I gratefully wiped my face off. I suddenly felt incredibly embarrassed. I debated wiping my messy pussy and ass, but decided not to draw attention to them. Andre helped me to my feet and walked me to my dressing room. Once inside he moved faster than I was ready for. He pushed me against the counter, facing the mirror and spread my legs. I heard his zipper being pulled down and felt his cock enter me from behind. I watched in the mirror as a slutty version of me got fucked hard from behind. "Fuck Amy! You're one of the best I've ever worked with!" Andre grunted from behind me. "It's so hard to find models that are willing to go the extra mile! Don't worry, I won't let anyone ever see any of the explicit pictures, not even Lars." "Uggghh," I moaned. "What about John?" I managed to gasp out. Andre grinned broadly in the mirror. "Well, I was planning on sending a set of them to you. I guess it's up to you if you want your brother to see them or not!" Fuck, he'd figured us out! I only moaned in response, turned on by the kinkiness as well as watching my body ripple with the force of his thrusts. Motion drew my eye to the edge of the mirror and my eyes met my brother's. He winked and gave me a thumbs up. "Oh, she'll be ready to go in a minute John, sorry," Andre said, thinking the thumbs up and wink must have been for him. I moaned loudly and began thrusting back and soon felt the photographer's cock swell and fill me. He quickly zipped up and started working out our next shoot as I was naked with cum dripping from my young body. Soon he was done, and left me to dress. There was no shower, so I just slipped my clothing on over my messy body. I was nervous about the ride home. Worried that my brother would finally yell at me for being so slutty. Instead, as soon as we got in the car he pulled out his hard cock and looked at me expectantly. "What?" I asked, confused. "How the hell are you still hard?" I asked. I reached out and stroked him some. "Viagra," he answered simply then pulled my head down to his cock. Once he was firmly lodged down my throat he started the drive home. I thought about how I still owed him the date with Elizabeth, and decided I could really make that extra special for him now!