bent over me. There was something warm and wet in the center of my back and I realized that he’d kissed me. Then again and again -- he was leaving a trail of kisses up my spine, his mouth hot against my shivering skin as his big hands slid slowly around to cup me.
I moaned when he gathered my breasts into his hands -- I couldn’t help it. The feel of his rough, callused palms against my sensitive, aching nipples was almost too much. The moist, blunt probe of his cock brushed against my inner thighs, dangerously close to my open cunt, and for a moment I felt like a female animal in heat about to be mounted.
“Am I hurting you?” he asked in a low voice, and I shook my head, not sure I could trust myself to speak. God, it felt good to have him so close. I just wished I could have him a little bit closer. For the first time, I began to seriously consider doing the infamous “penetration shots” Lisa had talked so casually about. Then I pushed the thought away -- Kurt was my brother, well, my stepbrother, anyway. There was no way we ought to be doing what we were doing right now, even if it was only simulated, let alone taking things any further.
“Good, good, that’s excellent,” Lisa said, walking around us and clicking away with the camera, capturing the position from every possible angle. “Play with her nipples, Kurt -- pinch them, twist them. Do whatever it is that you usually do to get her turned on.”
Kurt didn’t ask this time. I felt him grasp my sensitive peaks and tug gently at first, and then more forcefully when I didn’t object. “God, Mel, your breasts are so beautiful,” he murmured in my ear as he touched me. “Haven’t been able to get them out of my mind since the time during that last vacation you walked in on me and you were topless.”
I could feel myself blushing with pleasure. So he had been thinking about me as much as I thought about him. I had figured as much, considering the constant sexual tension between us, but it was nice to hear out loud that he found me desirable.
“You were more than topless -- you were naked,” I pointed out breathlessly as he continued to play with my breasts.
“I was taking a shower,” he growled. “Tell the truth, did you walk in like that on purpose?”
I shook my head and gasped as he tugged at my aching peaks. “No, I swear. I didn’t hear you -- I had water in my ears from swimming in the lake.”
“Too bad.” He kissed the side of my neck, a hard, openmouthed kiss that made me writhe with pleasure. “I kind of hoped you did.”
I couldn’t believe he’d admitted that. “I’ve thought about you too, since then,” I whispered breathlessly as he twisted my nipples, sending sparks of pure pleasure straight to my open pussy. God, I was throbbing with need, my clit like a second heartbeat between my legs. If only he would touch me there…
It was as if Lisa read my mind. “Okay now, this position is excellent for manual stimulation,” she said, still clicking. “So, Kurt, put one hand between Melanie’s legs and pretend you’re stroking her.”
One of Kurt’s large, warm hands left my breasts and began to travel slowly over my quivering stomach. I spread my thighs wider for him, hoping he would understand what I was trying to say, that he didn’t have to pretend anything if he didn’t want to. He was too much of a gentleman to take the hint, however, and I nearly moaned with frustration when he simply cupped my heated mound in his hand. But already Lisa was shaking her head.
“Not good enough,” she told him. “I need some action here -- I know this is intimate, but I have to ask you to go as far as you can, in order to get a realistic shot. Pretend you’re really making love and you want to make her come -- spread her open and play with her a little. You don’t have to do finger penetration if you don’t want to, but it would certainly look better if you did,” she added, as if it was an
I moaned when he gathered my breasts into his hands -- I couldn’t help it. The feel of his rough, callused palms against my sensitive, aching nipples was almost too much. The moist, blunt probe of his cock brushed against my inner thighs, dangerously close to my open cunt, and for a moment I felt like a female animal in heat about to be mounted.
“Am I hurting you?” he asked in a low voice, and I shook my head, not sure I could trust myself to speak. God, it felt good to have him so close. I just wished I could have him a little bit closer. For the first time, I began to seriously consider doing the infamous “penetration shots” Lisa had talked so casually about. Then I pushed the thought away -- Kurt was my brother, well, my stepbrother, anyway. There was no way we ought to be doing what we were doing right now, even if it was only simulated, let alone taking things any further.
“Good, good, that’s excellent,” Lisa said, walking around us and clicking away with the camera, capturing the position from every possible angle. “Play with her nipples, Kurt -- pinch them, twist them. Do whatever it is that you usually do to get her turned on.”
Kurt didn’t ask this time. I felt him grasp my sensitive peaks and tug gently at first, and then more forcefully when I didn’t object. “God, Mel, your breasts are so beautiful,” he murmured in my ear as he touched me. “Haven’t been able to get them out of my mind since the time during that last vacation you walked in on me and you were topless.”
I could feel myself blushing with pleasure. So he had been thinking about me as much as I thought about him. I had figured as much, considering the constant sexual tension between us, but it was nice to hear out loud that he found me desirable.
“You were more than topless -- you were naked,” I pointed out breathlessly as he continued to play with my breasts.
“I was taking a shower,” he growled. “Tell the truth, did you walk in like that on purpose?”
I shook my head and gasped as he tugged at my aching peaks. “No, I swear. I didn’t hear you -- I had water in my ears from swimming in the lake.”
“Too bad.” He kissed the side of my neck, a hard, openmouthed kiss that made me writhe with pleasure. “I kind of hoped you did.”
I couldn’t believe he’d admitted that. “I’ve thought about you too, since then,” I whispered breathlessly as he twisted my nipples, sending sparks of pure pleasure straight to my open pussy. God, I was throbbing with need, my clit like a second heartbeat between my legs. If only he would touch me there…
It was as if Lisa read my mind. “Okay now, this position is excellent for manual stimulation,” she said, still clicking. “So, Kurt, put one hand between Melanie’s legs and pretend you’re stroking her.”
One of Kurt’s large, warm hands left my breasts and began to travel slowly over my quivering stomach. I spread my thighs wider for him, hoping he would understand what I was trying to say, that he didn’t have to pretend anything if he didn’t want to. He was too much of a gentleman to take the hint, however, and I nearly moaned with frustration when he simply cupped my heated mound in his hand. But already Lisa was shaking her head.
“Not good enough,” she told him. “I need some action here -- I know this is intimate, but I have to ask you to go as far as you can, in order to get a realistic shot. Pretend you’re really making love and you want to make her come -- spread her open and play with her a little. You don’t have to do finger penetration if you don’t want to, but it would certainly look better if you did,” she added, as if it was an
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