by Cheri Verset
Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. This title depicts sexual activity involving step relations. No blood relatives engage in sexual activity together.
Synopsis
Step-siblings Gareth and Peaches find a video of their mother doing porn when she was young and it turns them on to the point of masturbating together. Will they dare go further and actually have sex with each other? 6,200 words
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Secret Taboo in the Attic
By Cheri Verset
Copyright © 2014 Cheri Verset
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The attic was stifling. It was like that every summer and I actually enjoyed it because it reminded me that winter was long gone. It was a good thing I was wearing my candy pink booty shorts and a baby blue halter top which ended right below my belly button. I would have preferred to be barefoot, like I always was at home, but sandals were mandatory up here.
When I was a kid, I used to come up here all the time to play. There were boxes of old junk but to me they were treasures. Having just turned 18, I didn't play here anymore but I still appreciated the entire family history that was locked away in suitcases and milk crates.
I took a moment to survey the area and tied my long blond hair into a high ponytail. I always did that when it was this hot. It was also a secret fuck-you to my ex-boyfriend who never liked it when I wore ponytails. Now I was days away from graduating high school and I could be my own woman.
"Now, where is it?"
This summer was my parent's 15th anniversary and my stepbrother Gareth and I were organizing a little event. My biological father was a mystery man and Gareth's mother had died during childbirth. We were just toddlers when they got married so as far as I was concerned this was my real dad and Gareth was my real brother.
My task for the party was to put together a montage of old home movies. The latest stuff was on DVDs and on the family computer downstairs but I wanted to sneak in some earlier stuff that was still on VHS. I had spent hours on the Internet looking for ways to transfer the tape into digital format and I was convinced I knew how to do it.
Now it was just a matter of finding the damn cassettes.
I took a deep breath and went to work. I went to the far end and started opening boxes and going through the contents. I found old Halloween costumes, torn slipcovers, and enough spare dinnerware to open a chain of restaurants. I stumbled upon a pile of old birthday cards that my brother and I had made when we were kids and I found it sweet that our parents had kept them.
Finally, I found a box of old pictures. They were the usual snapshots from those prehistoric cameras, pictures of me and Gareth when we were little kids. There were class portraits, birthday parties, stuff like that. Deeper in the box there were similar pictures but this time they were of our parents when they were younger. I decided I could use them in my video so I put them aside.
I moved some blankets out of the way and grinned when I found my brother's old keytar. He was hilarious when he came into the living room to put on shows with incredibly bad music. Afterwards he even passed a hat around for tips. He raked in more money that way than with his entire allowance because our folks figured he was working for it. Suckers.
I searched for another 10 minutes before I found the box of old VHS tapes. I was expecting my trip upstairs to be over but soon realized my troubles were only beginning. Most of the labels had withered away and on others the pencil writing was too faint to read.
"Great…" I mumbled.
One of the reasons I liked the attic was that I was used to it. For a long time it had been my playroom. I came here when I wanted to be alone and I had even set up some beanbags next to the ancient TV-VCR combo. So I dragged the box all the way to it and settled in for what I suspected would be a tedious afternoon.
The first video featured one of my cousins' graduation party. I fast-forwarded and aside from a few shot of my mother there was nothing interesting. Next, it was a wedding video. My parents made an appearance 15 minutes in, waived to the camera, but otherwise it was another goose egg.
Then I started hitting promising results. Some garden party with a beautiful shot of my parents dancing, my brother's junior high graduation where dad made a speech, a Christmas morning where mom got some jewelry and practically cried with happiness.
There were a few others and I put them aside so I could edit them later. I was about ready to call it a day when I reached the bottom of the box. There was this VHS in a black plastic case, looking very professional, especially compared to the other cassettes which were in cardboard slip cases. It was weird, I had never seen this before.
Intrigued, I pulled it out of the case and the label only had a series of numbers on it. I saw from the reel that it wasn't exactly at the beginning but it was close. Somebody hadn't been kind enough to rewind, I thought with a chuckle. I put it into the VCR and hit the Play button.
"Yeah, fuck me harder!" the girl on the screen shouted.
Holy shit, this was porn! I had always figured my dad had a porn collection stashed somewhere – everybody did – but I had never found it. Gareth and I always imagined it was locked away somewhere in the master bedroom.
I couldn't look away from the TV. The quality was pretty bad and from the girl's hairstyle I knew this had to be the late 80s or early 90s. She was a redhead with milky white skin and she was getting fucked from behind by Ron Jeremy himself. He was playing with her asshole while ramming roughly into her pussy.
I was beginning to smile as the shock wore off. This was old but really hot. Oftentimes, late at night, I would watch sexy clips on my computer and play with myself. Sometimes I went for lightning-quick orgasms and sometimes I dragged it out for hours. It was incredible the wide array of topics that turned me on. At times I watched rough sex, other times I liked stuff with a plot.
Now I was discovering that I enjoyed vintage porn.
Yes, I was definitely getting aroused watching that. Before I knew it I felt heat way down between my legs. My pussy was getting wet and I could almost feel my lips spreading open instinctively.
"Ram that big cock into me…" the redhead said.
My nipples hardened despite the heat of the attic. I wasn't wearing a bra – I rarely did when I was home alone – and looking down I noticed my nipples were almost poking through the thin shirt. Unable to help myself, I squeezed them through the fabric and my eyes rolled back.
I returned to watching the porn star, her gigantic boobs swinging underneath while she was taken from behind. I suddenly had the urge to cum so I slid a hand inside my shorts, inside my panties. It was great to be completely naked while jilling off but it was also very sexy to do it covertly while still dressed.
My fingers quickly found my damp folds and I didn't waste time teasing myself. I caressed my labia and I inserted a digit into my pussy. It felt absolutely amazing! It's like I could picture myself on the screen in the woman's place.
"Aaahh yeah…"
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bsp; With my free hand, I stroked the pebbles on my chest and squeezed them until the pain turned into pleasure. I was moaning almost as loudly as the redhead but I kept my eyes peeled so I could watch the scene.
"Well well, mind if I join in?" a woman said on the screen.
The camera panned left and took in the newcomer, starting at her feet. She was wearing high heels, black silk stockings with garter belt, but she was otherwise naked. I liked where this was going, threesomes were among my favorite things to watch. The woman had strawberry blond hair and hefty natural tits.
I was completely drenched just thinking about what would happen.
"Oh yes," Ron Jeremy said, never breaking his stride. "Sit on the floor, sweetheart. My secretary is gonna eat that sweet cunt of yours."
"That's exactly what I wanted to hear."
I masturbated faster as the new woman complied. I could practically smell their arousal through the TV, though that might have been my own musky aroma. I was in the zone and determined to get off at the same time as the characters.
That's when I noticed something strange. The new woman had a birthmark on her left thigh in the shape of a long triangle. I stopped moving and leaned closer to look at it. I knew one person who had the exact same birthmark.
My mother.
No, that couldn't be! But the more I looked at the birthmark and then at her young face, the more I was convinced it really was my mom. I remembered the box of pictures from earlier and the features were spot on. She looked to be about 18 or 19 but I saw the similarities.
"That's impossible," I whispered. "You can't be mom!"
And yet my doubts dissipated. This really was my mother and she'd had a secret career as a porn actress before I was born. I was absolutely floored. Even crazier, I couldn't look away. I kept staring at the redhead eating out my mom and at least a minute passed before I realized my fingers were still in my pussy.
I should have yanked my hand away, turned off the video, and prepare myself for a serious discussion with her, but I did none of these things. I was conspicuously aware that I was still soaking wet and my fingers felt incredibly good against my soft flesh. Would it be really bad if I finished before stopping the movie? Nobody would know, right?
Maybe it was weird to play with myself while watching my mother having sex – lesbian sex! – but at the same time I was reminded of a thousand different scenarios about her. I remembered her lounging in swimsuits at the beach. Hell, I had even seen her naked in a dressing room. Now I was convinced the actress truly was my mom and she was incredibly hot.
That's when I decided that it wasn't so bad if I fingered myself to a screaming orgasm while watching her. After all, that was her role. She'd made movies so people got off on it. If her only daughter could be aroused, that meant she was exceptionally good at her job.
I absentmindedly licked my lips and continued stroking my pussy, shoving two fingers as deeply as I could. At the same time, I grazed my engorged clit and felt pleasure shooting out.
"Hmmm…"
I went faster, I couldn't wait to climax and I knew it would be amazing, but right then I heard the floor creaking behind me. I instinctively turned around.
"Oh fuck!"
Standing right at the top of the ladder was my brother! He looked as stunned as I was and he had a hand on his crotch.
"Shit, sorry, sis…"
"How long have you been standing there?" I shrieked, not even realizing that my hand was still in my panties.
"A few minutes. A while."
"Damn it, this can't be happening…"
"I came home earlier and I saw the attic door was open. I was about to say hello when I saw that you were… playing with yourself. Then I was about to step back down but you mentioned that mom was in the movie. Is that true? Is that really mom?"
I finally pulled my hand out of my pussy and stopped the video. "Yeah, it's her. Did you know about this?"
"No," Gareth said.
He silently made his way closer and sat on the floor next to me. I thought that was extremely weird, the last thing I wanted was for him to linger, but I couldn't find the words to tell him to go away. To make things less stressful, I explained how I’d come to find the tape while working on the anniversary video.
"Kinda blows your mind, uh?" he continued wanly. "All these years, I never suspected anything. Hell, you think dad knows?"
"I don't know, he probably does. Otherwise why would that tape still be in the house?"
"Good point. They probably watched it together when we were little and then put it away."
I shook my head, trying to wrap my mind around the fact that not only was my mom a former porn star but that she and my dad had most likely gotten off watching it together.
"This is so weird…"
Gareth chuckled. "But it's kinda hot anyway. Don't you think?"
"I guess," I said with a noncommittal shrug.
"Don't deny it, sis. You had a hand down your shorts before, I saw how you were acting."
"You gotta swear you won't tell mom and dad!"
"Relax, Peaches."
"Swear it!"
"I swear, honest. This is our little secret, I promise."
I saw the look in his eyes, he was being truthful. He gave me a lot of grief growing up, being big brother and all, but I knew he loved me and would never do anything to hurt me.
"It's so embarrassing," I mumbled. "I can't believe you saw me doing that."
"It's okay." He caressed my shoulders gently. "There's no shame in that. I mean, everybody does it. I definitely do it all the time, like pretty much every day."
"Really? You… you played with yourself today?"
"Well no, not yet. That's why my hand was where it was when you caught me."
"You were jacking off too, Gareth?"
It was his turn to shrug. "This video was really hot, even if it is mom. Plus you were there, obviously having fun of your own. That was really hot too."
"You think so?"
"Yeah, totally."
"You don't think it's weird that I'm your sister?"
"A little bit but I figured after watching mom having sex with another woman in a movie, weird doesn't matter anymore."
I nodded because he had a point. I knew how he felt, my pussy still tingled thinking about that video. It would be hypocritical to call him a freak when only a few minutes ago I was masturbating to my mom getting munched on.
"Wow, are we in the Twilight Zone? Are we really talking about masturbation with each other?"
He burst into laughter and I joined in. It was good to release some tension and I was suddenly much more comfortable with him.
"You know, Peaches, maybe we should watch the rest of the movie."
"You’re serious?"
"I was thinking, maybe that's why mom moved away from California to come here on the East Coast when she was in her 20s. Maybe that's why college tuition isn't such a burden for the parents."
"Yeah," I agreed, things starting to make sense. "And maybe that's why she's always been cool about sex stuff, you know, having The Talk and all that. To her it was a business decision."
My brother nodded. "Let's watch the rest."
He stretched forward and made the video play again. For a while we sat completely frozen, simply watching our mother having a threesome with Ron Jeremy and the redhead. After another minute, mom was sucking his cock and then it was her turn to get fucked while eating pussy.
"She looks like she's actually enjoying herself," Gareth commented.
I nodded, agreeing with him. Mom looked in her element, completely absorbed and having pleasure. This reminded me that I was still wet in spite of the bizarre turn of events. Before I knew it I was squirming on the beanbag.
"Are you all right, sis?"
"Yeah."
"Are you sure? Do you think… Are you still excited like before?" We stared at each other and then he spoke again. "Maybe we should finish what we started earlier, ease off the pressure and all
."
"You mean go back to… to masturbating?"
"Well, I definitely need it. And it can't possibly be more awkward than what we already saw." Finally he added, "I won't tell if you don't."
"Swear?"
"I swear, Peaches."
We nodded to each other and went back to watching the screen.
I was working on making my mind up as to whether I should stay or go when next to me I noticed my brother slipping a hand inside his baggy basketball shorts. He didn't move much but there was no mistaking what he was doing. He was rubbing his cock!
Taking a deep breath, I decided I couldn't back out now so I went back to my previous position. My hand slid inside my panties and I discovered I was even wetter than before! What did that mean? Was I getting turned on by my mother as well as my brother?
"Oh yeah," my mom whimpered on TV. "Fuck me harder!"
Now absolutely certain that my dad knew about this and that he was fine with his wife having been ravaged by other men in public, I figured it was okay for me to have fun as well. I rubbed my juices up and down my slit and inserted my middle finger inside my pussy.
I couldn't help myself and moaned. "Uuuggghhh…"
I caught my brother glancing at me and smiling. Somehow, that was so intimate that it made me even hotter.
I focused on the screen and immersed myself in the movie while I fingered myself. In the next scene, my mom was still there, this time in a jacuzzi with a different guy. They started by making out and then she was blowing him. Again, I was struck by how much she seemed to enjoy it.
Controlling my breathing, I rubbed faster. The palm of my hand grinded into my clit, sending sparks of pleasure through me. I was close and this whole crazy situation was about to send me over the edge.
"Ah…"
I was dying to squeeze my nipples again but at the same time I didn't want to put on a show for my brother, although the thought occurred to me. Wouldn't it be amazingly kinky to be naked in front of him? To have him gaze at my body like I was a total slut?