“It’s okay, Mel,” he murmured. “You know I wouldn’t hurt you.”
“I know,” I whispered back. “I just…I’ve never really done this before.”
“And you’re not really going to do it now,” he reminded me. “This is like everything else ‑‑ fake. We’re just going to make a pretty picture so whoever reads the book thinks I was really going down on you.”
“You’re right, I know,” I said. His words both comforted and saddened me, but I didn’t know why.
“It felt pretty real a minute ago, though,” he admitted, still stroking my thighs as he smiled up at me. “Where did you learn to suck cock like that?”
I blushed. “Nowhere. It just…seemed like the right thing to do. Did it feel good?”
“Incredible,” he assured me, placing a soft kiss on my inner thigh. “I swear I was right on the edge of coming when she stopped us.”
“Remember, no cum shots,” I reminded him with a giggle. “That’s why I had to keep sucking you ‑‑ you kept making more and more precum. I didn’t want you to get in trouble.”
“Remind me to get in trouble like that more often,” he murmured, grinning up at me.
“Okay, are we ready?” Lisa bustled up, an entirely new lens on her camera. I was beginning to wonder how many she had.
“More than ready,” Kurt told her. “What do you want me to do?”
“Just kiss her to start with,” Lisa directed him. “Spread her legs a little wider so that she opens up a little. We want to show just a hint of clit, I think. Good.” She nodded as Kurt did as she said. “And now, kiss her like you were kissing her mouth,” she continued.
I had propped myself on my elbows because it made me feel too vulnerable to lay flat on my back, so I was able to watch as Kurt followed her instructions. Leaning forward, he pressed a soft kiss to the top of my mound where the soft, neatly trimmed thatch of red curls grew. I caught my breath as he lifted his mouth and brushed his lips against the top of my pussy slit, and even lower, gently pressing his mouth to my puffy outer lips.
“Good.” Lisa’s voice was hushed and even the clicking of her camera seemed muted. “Now spread her open with your thumbs ‑‑ let’s see that hot little clit. And let’s see you kissing it while you hold her open.”
Kurt seemed more than eager to obey her commands. His breath was warm and ticklish against my inner thighs as he parted my pussy lips and pressed a hot, openmouthed kiss to my throbbing clit. I fisted my hands in the white cotton sheet and bit my lip as I watched him kiss me. It was all I could do to stop myself from burying my eager fingers in his thick black hair and pulling him forward so that I could ride his face. I felt so hot I thought I was going to explode, and yet Kurt continued with the exquisite torture, never hurrying as he took things further and further, step-by-step.
First, he lapped gently at my clit, and then he sucked it into his mouth and traced it over and over with the tip of his tongue. A low moan burst out of me, and I felt like my heart was beating in every part of my body at the same time. God, it was so hot, watching him open me and eat me, watching the enjoyment on his face as his tongue explored me until my cunt honey coated his cheeks. I wondered if I had looked like that when I sucked his cock, if I had been half as absorbed and excited as he was now, lapping my cunt. I thought I probably had. After all, the fact that sucking him excited me so much was one of the reasons I was as wet as I was right now. I wondered if down below Kurt was getting even hotter and harder. Wondered if he was producing more of that salty precum I had licked up for him earlier.
“Penetrate her with your tongue,” Lisa’s voice was murmuring somewhere in the fog of pleasure surrounding me. “Lift her hips in your hands and get as deep into her as you can.”
Kurt didn’t need her directions ‑‑ he seemed to know instinctively what to do to make me feel good. I moaned again as he slid both hands under my ass and his scratchy cheeks brushed against my tender inner thighs. The new position spread me even wider, reminding me of the plow pose we’d been in earlier, and then Kurt was thrusting his tongue deep inside me, fucking me with it as if it were his cock and he was desperate to come.
“Kurt, oh, God! Kurt!” I gasped as he tongue-fucked me. Losing control, I buried my fingers in his hair and pressed up against him, riding his mouth shamelessly as he brought me right to the edge. This time I knew I was going to come ‑‑ there was no way I couldn’t with my stepbrother’s mouth all over my pussy and his tongue buried deep in my cunt.
“Okay, people, that’s enough of that.”
Once again Lisa called a halt before I could reach the end. I glared at her in frustration as Kurt untangled himself from my thighs unwillingly.
“I was so close,” I whispered to him. “So close to coming. I think I’m about to burst!”
“I know how you feel.” He licked his lips and smiled at me, his eyes half-lidded with lust. “Going down on you has me about to explode too. I always wondered what your pussy would taste like, Mel.”
“You did?” I bit my lip uncertainly. “I mean, really?”
“Really,” he admitted. “Especially on those damn vacations where we had to share a room. I used to fantasize about climbing under your covers and spreading your legs and going down on you, tasting your pussy while you tried not to moan too loud.”
The naughty fantasy surprised and pleased me. I had to admit I’d had similar thoughts while I lay in the bed across from him. Not that I had ever admitted them to myself. And I had certainly never expected to act on them as we had just now when I sucked Kurt’s cock and he ate my pussy. I felt an uneasy sense of guilt at the thought, but I pushed it away. After all, this was just a one-time thing ‑‑ a job, for Pete’s sake. I had to be professional and do what the photographer wanted, and Kurt was in the same boat. After we got out of here, we would go back to living our normal lives and never even talk about this again, I was sure.
I was so busy reassuring myself that I almost missed Lisa’s next words.
“I’m sorry, what?” I asked her. “I, uh, didn’t get that.”
Lisa walked over, screwing yet another new lens on her camera. “I asked how you two felt about doing those penetration shots we talked about,” she said.
Chapter Seven
“These shots ‑‑ they don’t have to be full penetration if you’d rather not,” Lisa was still explaining as she tended her camera. Kurt had gotten off the floor to sit beside me on the bed, and he was staring at her intently, obviously thinking about what she was saying.
“What do you mean, not full penetration?” he asked suspiciously. “How can I be in Mel and not at the same time?”
Lisa sighed. “Well, I noticed you doing it earlier while we were shooting the classic missionary, so I thought I’d ask ‑‑ you can just put the head of your penis inside her to give the reader a general idea of how the male’s genitals fit with the female’s in any given position. Some of these poses, the average person assumes he or she has to be an acrobat to get into them.” She laughed. “And in some cases they’re right. But it’s honestly not too hard to achieve most of them, and the author wanted me to do a series of close-up shots, strictly from the waist down, to show that.”
“I don’t know,” I said, biting my lip. “Are you sure that, uh, partial penetration would do the trick?” I had been against it earlier, but now that I thought about it, I was pretty sure I could go for just having the head of Kurt’s cock inside me. After all, he’d already been rubbing all over me and coating my inner folds with his precum, not to mention eating my pussy. Letting him slide just the tip of his shaft into my cunt didn’t seem like it was going so much further. I just didn’t want him all the way inside me, I told myself. That would be too much, too wrong.
“Well, full penetration would be best, of course,” Lisa said matter-of-factly. “But partial penetration will more than get the point across. We’d have to repeat some of the poses we already put you in, though. I’d be focusing on a whole different area.”
I looked at Kurt uncertainly. “I don’t mind if Kurt doesn’t,” I said at last. “I mean, since we’re only going to be shown from the waist down…”
“I’ll do it if you want to,” Kurt murmured, his blue eyes intense. “You’re in the driver’s seat on this one, Mel. Anything you want goes.”
“Okay, let’s do it,” I decided, hoping once again that the decision wouldn’t come back to haunt me.
Lisa smiled and pushed her Coke-bottle glasses up on her nose. “Great, let me get the camera ready. You two get into the spooning position.”
Kurt and I looked at each other nervously, but I think both of us knew we’d come too far to back out. Feeling a strange sense of déjà vu, I climbed into the center of the bed and lay on my side. Kurt lay beside me, pressed very close, and wrapped his arms around me, kissing my neck and cupping my breasts.
“It’ll be okay, Mel,” he murmured. “I won’t go further than you want me to, I promise.”
“I know you won’t,” I whispered back, shivering. “And I want you to know if you get too excited and, uh, let go while we’re doing this, you don’t have to worry. I’m on the Pill.”
“I’m not going to come inside you.” He sounded shocked at the idea. “That would be…well, that would be wrong. Going too far, even for the sake of your job, you know? I mean, it’s one thing to put just the head of my cock inside you, but it would be actually fucking if I came in your pussy while I did it.”
“I guess,” I whispered, biting my lip. “Good thing cum shots aren’t allowed then, huh?”
Kurt’s piercing blue eyes softened a little. “It’s not that I don’t want to come inside you, Mel,” he said softly. “There’s nothing I’d like more than to put my cock all the way inside your sweet little cunt and fill you full of my cum.” One large hand stroked down to cup my pussy, and I moaned as I felt his fingers slide deep inside me as though to illustrate his point. “But we can’t do that,” Kurt continued in a husky voice. “You know why.”
“I know,” I said, feeling shame well up in me again. What were we doing here?
“Hey, don’t worry.” Kurt kissed me again and stroked the side of my clit gently, sending a shiver of pleasure through my entire body. “It’s not like we’ll ever do this again once we get home. We’re just doing what we have to in order to get a good shot. It’s all fake, remember that.”
“I know,” I said again, but his words made me feel unaccountably sad. Of course, I knew why we couldn’t go all the way, and why we couldn’t do this again. My mom and his dad would flip out and probably disown us both if they found out we were doing anything sexual together ‑‑ and rightly so. There was no way we ought to have feelings for each other that way, not when we were practically related. And yet…and yet…I was beginning to care for Kurt as more than just a big brother. I knew it was wrong, but I didn’t know how to stop myself from caring.
My sad musings were interrupted by Lisa’s arrival. “Okay,” she said, swinging into action mode at once. “Lift her leg so I can get a good shot, Kurt. And then position yourself right at her entrance.”
Kurt withdrew his fingers and did as she said, lifting my outer thigh to spread me wide and sliding the head of his cock over my open pussy. I bit my lip as I felt the tip lodge at my entrance, just as Lisa had directed, and then he stopped.
“All right now, put it in slowly.” Lisa’s voice sounded distracted as the camera started clicking. “Just the head or however much you feel comfortable with. Remember ‑‑ the more the better as far as I’m concerned, but it’s up to you.”
“Mel?” he murmured in my ear. “How far do you want me to go?”
“Just…just the head,” I said firmly, if a little breathlessly. “Just put the head in for now, Kurt. That’s what we agreed on and that’s what we’ll do.”
“You got it,” he said softly. I felt him pressing slowly forward and looked down the length of my body to watch as just the broad, plum-shaped head of my stepbrother’s cock disappeared into my body.
“Very nice. Now, how about one more inch ‑‑ come on, give me one more, guys,” Lisa coaxed, still clicking away.
Kurt looked at me and I shrugged. He already had the head of his cock inside me; it seemed like one more inch couldn’t hurt. Pressing forward, he slid another thick inch into my open cunt, careful not to go too far.
“Good, excellent,” Lisa said. “Now slide it in and out a little, Kurt. Just give me a little motion to work with here.”
“Mel?” he asked again. “Do you want me to?”
“I…I guess it’s not really, uh, fucking since you’re not all the way in me,” I whispered back. “So I guess it’s okay.”
Kurt gripped my hips and began to move, sliding the head of his cock in and out of my open pussy, giving Lisa what she wanted. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as he moved, and I imagined him leaking precum directly inside me, coating my cunt as he had my folds earlier. God, I hoped we could do this, could go through all the positions again without going too far. Already it looked like Kurt was sliding more like two or three inches of his cock in and out of me as we fake-fucked, but it felt so good I couldn’t complain. His girth stretched my pussy to the limit, yet I longed to have more of him inside me, even though I knew it was wrong.
After what seemed like an eternity of watching his cock glide in and out of my pussy, it was time for a new pose. Lisa decided to skip lazy downward dog and put us directly into the classic doggy position because it would be easier to photograph.
I felt, if possible, even more vulnerable than before as I got on my hands and knees and spread my legs. The last time we’d done this, it had been just for show, but this time Kurt was actually going to do it. He was actually going to penetrate me and put his cock inside me ‑‑ not all of it, but enough that I would be able to feel him fucking into me. I knew it wasn’t right, and yet I was so hot I couldn’t seem to care anymore. I just wanted to feel him in me again.
“All right,” she said as Kurt positioned himself with the head of his cock at the entrance of my pussy once again. “I want to try something a little different this time ‑‑ extended doggy. Kurt, lift up Melanie’s leg ‑‑ the one closest to me, that’s right. Lift it up and out so I can get a better shot of you going into her,” she directed.
Kurt did as she said with no protest, and I felt him press into me carefully, trying not to go too far when both of us knew he wanted to be all the way inside me, fucking me for real.
“That’s good,” Lisa said, clicking away. “Now, release her leg. Melanie, I want you to go down to your elbows and tilt your pelvis up. Then spread your legs to make it look like you’re trying to get Kurt to go deeper.”
I did as she asked without question. I had been on my hands and my knees, but now I lowered myself to my elbows and lifted my ass in the air, widening my stance to give my stepbrother easier access to my open pussy. I bit my lip as I felt the change of position draw Kurt’s thick shaft even deeper into my cunt but I didn’t complain, and I didn’t move as he fucked gently in and out of me. I wasn’t sure, but I thought he had over four thick inches stretching my tight cunt now.
“Excellent, excellent,” Lisa said. “Now, Kurt, lean over and fondle her breasts like you did before. Get a little closer and spread her open if you have to.”
Kurt leaned over to palm my breasts and I felt him shift in me again, sliding even deeper. Over half his thick cock was in me now and we both froze at the realization.
“Mel?” he murmured, stroking my breasts. “I’m, uh, really getting kind of deep into you here. Are you all right with this?” He shifted his hips as though to illustrate his point, and for a moment I could have sworn I felt the broad head of his cock kiss with the mouth of my womb.
“God,” I moaned softly. “I don’t know, Kurt. Just…hold still for a minute and let me think.”
He did as I asked, his shaft over halfway inside me, and I had to admit, I admired his iron control. Most guys would have fucked me and come in me by now, but Kurt seemed to be able to keep going like this all day. I was so glad I was doing this with him and not some other strange male model that Lisa might have brought in. Not that I would ever have let myself go so far with a complete stranger. I knew I could trust Kurt, which was why I was able to open myself to him and let things go much further than I would with anyone else.
Thinking that made me realize that I was all right with what was happening between us. It was true that he had a lot more than the head of his cock inside my pussy, but we were still just doing this in order to get a good picture. And as long as he didn’t go all the way into me and shoot his cum in my cunt, I thought it was probably all right. After all, when I had offered to let him come in me earlier, I had meant when he had the tip of his cock inside me. I would, of course, have to draw the line about letting him fill me with his cum when he was so deep in my pussy ‑‑ that would be going too far.
“Mel?” Kurt asked again, and I realized that I needed to give him an answer.
“It’s okay,” I said, spreading my thighs a little wider to let him know I meant it. “You can…can fuck me a little, Kurt. Just try not to go all the way in. And try not to come in me.”
“All right,” he murmured, pulling out a few inches and then sinking back in. “I’ll try not to touch bottom inside you, Mel. And I promise not to come in you.”
“Thanks,” I whispered, although the idea of having him shoot his thick, hot cum into my open pussy continued to turn me on. But since that would be going too far, I just bit my lip and tried to hold on as he fucked into me, almost but not quite reaching the end of my channel with each shallow stroke as he pinched and twisted my nipples and pumped inside me.
Despite his promise and my own best intentions, I felt Kurt sinking deeper and deeper inside me as he moved. It might have had to do with the fact that I was backing to meet him, adding that extra little bit of force with every thrust, helping his cock get farther and farther into my pussy. I didn’t mean to do it ‑‑ it was just my body’s natural reaction to his. It seemed as though my cunt wanted to be filled with his cock. As though I needed to have him in me for some reason. I was beginning to wonder if we were going to wind up fucking for real when Lisa had us stop to get into another position.
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