“Oh, yes, yes,” Sheri gasped when she felt her brother crawl up her body, stopping to suck and chew on her hard nipples, her pussy immediately flooding with yet more juices until he stopped, looking at her face, her blonde curls plastered to her sweaty forehead as she gasped like a fish out of water, her blue eyes glazed.
“You want more?” Charles asked, looking into her eyes.
“More?” Sheri asked, her eyes getting wider. “More?”
“I’m going to fuck you,” Charles said, feeling her momentarily stiffen beneath him, then relax. “And I’m going to cum in you.”
“Do it,” Sheri agreed. “Do it!” she said, lifting her hips and her legs, trying to impale herself on the cock that she had felt brushing her pussy lips.
“Do what?” Charles asked, reaching down between them to rub his cock up and down between her spread pussy lips, feeling the wet slickness of her juices as he coated the head of his cock.
“Fuck me,” Sheri panted. “Fuck me. Oh, god, god, yes,” she gasped as Charles sank his cock into her, feeling her pussy grip him, squeeze him as she reacted to having her pussy filled with cock. “Fuck me!” she gasped, gripping him wildly, thrusting her hips up against him. “Fuck me!”
“God damn, Sheri,” Charles gasped as he felt her sexual explosion, her pussy going crazy on his cock as he began to fuck her and fuck her hard as she ground her pussy against him, gasping as she came.
The sounds of their grunting and gasping and the wet sounds of Charles’ cock sluicing in and out of his sister’s pussy filled the room as they fucked.
“I’m going to cum,” Charles finally gasped.
“Yes, do it, do it,” Sheri encouraged him, lifting her legs and locking them around his waist as he slammed himself as deep into her as he could get, feeling his balls explode as he came in his sister’s eager pussy.
“God, you’re a great fuck, Sheri,” Charles told her when he finally stopped cumming and pushed up to look down at her sweaty face.
“I can’t believe we did that,” Sheri panted, looking up at him.
“You sorry or you want to do it again?” Charles asked.
“Again, lots of again,” Sheri laughed. “Are you going to eat my pussy now?” she asked, her eyes bright with excitement.
“You couldn’t pay me to miss the chance to eat your pussy,” Charles replied, pushing his way down her body until he was face to face with the cummy mess that he had created between her legs.
“Oh, my god!” Sheri practically screamed when she felt her brother’s mouth on her cummy pussy. “Nobody has ever… god, yes, yes, yes.”
Charles was amazed at how quickly and easily Sheri got off, her pussy flowing, her juices intoxicating as he slurped them up, sucking on her clit as she squirmed on the bed.
“Oh, Charles, you are just the best,” Sheri sighed when he finally stopped eating her pussy and crawled back up her body, stopping to suck on her hard nipples on the way. “Does this mean that you’re going to do my portfolio for me?”
“If I do, are you going to suck my cock and fuck me whenever I want?” Charles asked, his eyes laughing.
“Oh, yes, definitely yes,” Sheri laughed. “My brother, my fuck buddy.”
“That sounds perfect to me,” Charles said, collapsing onto his back next to her.
Charles woke up in the middle of a wet dream, only it wasn’t a dream, though it was definitely wet as he dumped a load into Sheri’s mouth as she finished sucking him off.
“I just couldn’t resist,” she said, slurping at the end of his cock and gulping his cum down. “I fell asleep. I should get back to my room before mom and dad wake up.”
“Might be a good idea,” Charles said.
“Can I see your studio now that you’re going to do my portfolio?” Sheri asked as she climbed out of the bed.
“There’s going to be no avoiding it,” Charles replied. “You can meet me there at 3:00. That’ll give us a few hours to work,” he said, telling her the address.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Sheri was beside herself with excitement, alternating between freaking out because she had had sex with her brother to freaking out because she had had sex with her brother. One way the freaking out was scary, the other way it caused her pussy to get wet. She wasn’t sure what she was going to wear out first, her dildo or her pussy as she insatiably fucked herself until she finally stopped out of sheer exhaustion and took a shower before needing to go meet Charles.
Sheri was about 50m from the address Charles had given her when she saw a woman that she thought was familiar exiting one of the doorways and then going in the opposite direction. When Sheri got to the address that Charles had given her, it seemed to her that it was the same door that she had seen the woman exiting.
Entering, Sheri wasn’t impressed, seeing only a battered old desk and a couple of chairs, a door behind leading further in.
“So, you came,” Charles said when he appeared through that rear door, a smile on his face.
“Of course I came,” Sheri responded, flushing as she realized the double entendre she had just unwittingly made. “Charles, I thought I just saw Mrs. Adkins.”
“Mrs. Adkins!” Charles exclaimed. “Are you sure?”
“I think so. She’s hard to miss, being so tall and her long, black hair. You know, her husband is one of the Seventies,” Sheri explained. “She and mom are friends, I think.”
“Where did you see her?” Charles asked.
“I thought I saw her leaving here,” Sheri replied.
“Then you made a mistake,” Charles said, shaking his head. “It must have been one of the other doors.”
“Yeah, I guess,” Sheri agreed. “Now what?”
“Come on in,” Charles said, standing aside and directing her further into the studio.
“Not what I expected,” Sheri said when she took in the collection of cameras on tripods, a few screens, a sofa, a few chairs, a large rumpled bed, and a computer on a desk in the corner with a locked security floor cabinet next to it.
“Yeah, not very glamorous, but for what I need, it’s perfect,” Charles replied.
“Is this where you took all of those pictures?” Sheri asked.
“Pretty much,” Charles answered.
“On this bed?” she asked, reaching down to touch it.
“Yes,” Charles replied.
“So, what now?” Sheri asked, taking a deep breath.
“Tell me what you want,” Charles replied, “but wait a second, I want it on video.”
“Why on video?” Sheri asked.
“Call it covering my ass,” Charles replied. “This will also double as a consent form giving me the right to use the photos as I see fit.”
“Wait, that means you could just put them on the internet,” Sheri objected.
“You didn’t let me finish,” Charles said, smiling. “As I see fit, always in collaboration with you. You have to also agree if I’m going to use them. Like the photos for my project,” he explained. “I had to ask each of the people involved if it was okay to use the photos.”
“Well, okay then,” Sheri said.
“Stand in front of this screen,” Charles directed, putting her in front of a neutral, gray screen for the background. “Ready?” he asked as he finished positioning one of the video cameras on its tripod in front of her.
“I’m nervous,” Sheri replied.
“You’re just being camera shy,” Charles assured her. “Once we get started, you’ll stop noticing the camera.”
“Okay,” Sheri said, shivering and hugging herself. “Go ahead.”
“Please state your name, age, and the date,” Charles said after starting the camera, smiling at Sheri over the camera as he watched on the viewer.
“My name is Sheri Goodness and I’m 18,” Sheri replied. “It’s April 1, 2015.”
“And why are you here?” Charles asked.
“To have my photo portfolio done,” Sheri replied.
“And who do you want to do your portfolio?” Charles asked.
“You, my brother, Charles,” Sheri replied.
“And do I have your permission to use the photos that I take in whatever way I see fit after consultation and agreement with you?” Charles asked.
“Yes,” Sheri replied.
“Please describe in detail what kind of a portfolio you’d like to have done,” Charles asked.
“A sexy one,” Sheri replied, laughing. “Really sexy.”
“How sexy?” Charles asked, smiling at her.
“Sexy as in sex,” Sheri replied. “I want pictures of me having sex, too.”
“With anybody in particular?” Charles asked, feeling his cock reacting to his sister’s brazenness.
“Not really,” Sheri replied.
“Thank you,” Charles said, stopping the camera.
“That was it?” Sheri asked.
“That was the consent to proceed,” Charles replied as he moved the camera on its tripod back to its position near the bed, joining the other five video cameras on tripods that were around the bed in various positions and at various heights, making sure that it was set up and focused correctly.
“Now what?” Sheri asked.
“Now you can get on the bed, get naked, and touch and play with yourself for a while,” Charles replied, grinning at the surprised look on her face.
“Just like that?” Sheri asked.
“Just like that,” Charles replied, pressing the remote control in his pocket that activated all of the cameras.
“Should I act sexy or anything?” she asked as she crawled onto the bed.
“Do whatever you like,” Charles replied, picking up a hand-held camera.