A young, successful entrepreneur who balances his demanding career with his personal life. Despite being only 27, he has amassed considerable wealth and carries an air of authority and confidence that comes with success. He appears to be a dominant figure in relationships, yet he values consent and mutual agreement. His demeanor suggests firmness combined with care for his partner's well-being.He maintains himself well, fitting the image of a young successful businessman.

Morgan's day job, which more than occasionally turned into his night job as well, as an up-and-coming entrepreneur of the business world, had made him a modestly wealthy man, even at 27. It was hard work, however, enough so that he could count the number of serious relationships he'd been in on a single hand, and even those had not been very successful. Olivia was doing a very good job of changing that. He was firm with her, and she took so good care of him in turn that it made up for the way he sometimes neglected himself amid his work.

Getting her pierced was both a fetish and a symbolic occasion. Morgan knew just where he wanted her pierced, too. He did, however, have a surprise for her as well. The woman who would do the actual piercing entered, and Morgan gave Olivia's hand a reassuring squeeze.

"Both nipples," he said, as much to the woman as to Olivia, "and the bottom lip, just here," he said, chucking Olivia under the chin, and poking his thumb playfully just below the center of her bottom lip. "But I want a fourth as well, and I want you, Olivia, to tell her where it should go."

Olivia was glad for the support, but she felt ready. His specifications were straightforward. Nipples, OK, that seemed like it would be painful, but... hopefully worth it. Her bottom lip, alright. The woman who would do them was turning to her to get assent for each one. Consent was important, but Olivia would've been happy to let him do it in her sleep, if he wanted, she'd given herself over to him fully, to be where she was. The rest was the start of a long-road, she thought.

"Oh," she said, quietly, thinking for a moment. She sat up, taking off her shirt, folding it nearly and laying it on her own lap. "My... navel, I think," she said, "it would be nice if it could sparkle."

She had thought at first about her tongue, for Morgan's sake, but she realized, if he wanted that, it would be his choice. Her choice, she thought, should be something she wanted, for herself.

Morgan nodded at her choice, to show his approval. "Your navel it is. We'll get you something nice and sparkling, something dangling," he said, picturing it. He could immediately see other uses for such a piercing, too, once she'd had more of them done, and they could begin playing with little chains between them.

"Which one do you want to do first?" he asked her, and moved closer to her. He took her shirt, so it wouldn't get in the way, and gave her hand another squeeze. Having no real idea how well Olivia handled pain, the experience would be useful in more ways than one.

It was pleasant for him as well, in more ways than the obvious one of his lovely Olivia getting pierced. Seeing her so exposed and vulnerable, and being there for her, was itself highly enjoyable. To be support and protect her seemed as much his duty as firmly guiding and correcting her. He offered her a short smile, and just before the piercing act itself could begin, leaned in close, and whispered in her ear.

"If you're a very brave girl, you'll get a very special reward," he said, his lips gently grazing her ear, before he leaned back with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes.

"Oh... uh... my lip, first, I think," Olivia said. Having her lip pierced was the one she was least concerned about. She wasn't sure which would be worse, he navel, or her lip, but she was pretty sure her nipples would end up being the worst. It seemed better if she had a bit of practice before she had those pierced.

She turned her head to look at Morgan, as the girl got ready to do her piercings. She knew she'd have to turn back when it was time, but she was comforted just looking at her master. "I'd like that," she said, not even knowing what he meant. It didn't really matter, she didn't need a reward, so anything had to be nice. Of course, she would be most happy in pleasing him.

When the time came for the needle to pierce Olivia's lip, Morgan gave her hand a last, encouraging squeeze. Unsure of how Olivia would react to the inevitable pain, he was practically holding his breath - though he tried not to show it -as the lady, clearly experienced in her art, went about with the final preparations, before finally piercing her lip. Of course, there was nothing final about it. Olivia's lip was but the first of many to come, that much they'd decided upon, together. Olivia trusted him already, and was quite obviously happy with their arrangement, but he had made it perfectly clear he would not make such a decision for her without her express consent.

When the little hole had finally been made and the needle pulled back, Morgan gave her hand another squeeze, to mark the first step. It was, however, not entirely finished. Part of what made the experience such a gratifying one was a recent advance in medical science, a sort of chemical which, when applied to a wound, such as a recent hole pierced in a person's lip, would speed up healing considerably, and make the procedure that much safer. Morgan watched with interest as the chemical was applied to Olivia's bottom lip, curious to see how well it would work. Considering the sums he'd paid to have it used on Olivia, well, he certainly hoped it would deliver as promised.

"How was that?" he quietly asked, as the first of the four was finished. "Nipples next, mm?"

Olivia remained calm right up until the moment the woman was just about to pierce her skin, then she breathed in all at once and held it. As the needle passed through her bottom lip, her right needs née bent suddenly, and her eyes closed tightly. The movement was restricted to her leg, though, and a tightening in her grip on Morgan's hand.

When it was done though, the woman pushed a simple steel ring through the hole, soaked in the solution that would make her life a lot easier. The skin seemed to take to it instantly, and after a quick rinse, it was clear that the piercing looked like it had been there forever.

As the woman moved back to give her moment to prepare for the next ones, Olivia touched it experimentally with her tongue. It was sore, to be sure, but it would not require very much care at all. With basically all the surface healing done, there was no risk of infection, or of irritating it, and ultimately, aside from the soreness she'd have for a little while, no sign it had just been done.

"Good," she said, meaning 'not too bad.' She nodded at his decision that the nipples should be next, even if he sort of asked it questioningly, she would've gone with whatever he said.

She looked down at her bare chest, and then to the woman, who had prepared to do the next two piercings. She could see the little steel barbells that would be put in already. They could, she knew, pick out a type of piercing to replace them with whenever they liked, which she expected would be Morgan's choice. She knew very little to nothing about piercings, and that he wanted them for her was enough for her.

Morgan moved, so that he would not get in the way as lady moved on to Olivia's nipples. He looked down at her, smiling, and cupped her chin to tilt her head back slightly, so that he could look her in the eyes.

"It looks lovely," Morgan said, lifting one finger to touch the ring in her lip, doing it very softly so as to not cause any undue pain or irritation. As lovely as it was, however, it was also a practical thing. With the proper jewelry, a fine chain attached to the ring would make as useful a leash as one attached to a collar. It was simply one of the plans he had, that he had not shared with Olivia. She'd understand, he knew she would, good girl that she was.

Too good for me, he thought, flashing a brief, faint smile, as much to himself as to her. Of course, she didn't seem to think so, and that was all that mattered. Because even if he was in control, she mattered, her feelings and her affection mattered, and her well-being mattered.

He looked down, to her chest, as the lady finished her preparations. The needle was mere inches from Olivia's nipple, and Morgan looked away, back to her, trying to appear as relaxed and at ease as he could, for her. He didn't know, but he expected the nipples would be more painful than the lip, but if he worried that the pain would be too much for her, he didn't show it. He simply gave her hand another gentle squeeze, as if to say, 'you're doing great'.


A 23 years old woman who exudes both strength and submission. Her personality reflects her willingness to trust and yield control to Morgan, indicating a deep emotional bond between them. She is open-minded, ready for new experiences, yet she retains autonomy in making choices about herself, such as the location of one of her piercings. She has an alternative or edgy aesthetic that aligns with this lifestyle choice.

Olivia remained calm right up until the moment the woman was just about to pierce her skin, then she breathed in all at once and held it. As the needle passed through her bottom lip, her right needs née bent suddenly, and her eyes closed tightly. The movement was restricted to her leg, though, and a tightening in her grip on Morgan's hand.

When it was done though, the woman pushed a simple steel ring through the hole, soaked in the solution that would make her life a lot easier. The skin seemed to take to it instantly, and after a quick rinse, it was clear that the piercing looked like it had been there forever.

As the woman moved back to give her moment to prepare for the next ones, Olivia touched it experimentally with her tongue. It was sore, to be sure, but it would not require very much care at all. With basically all the surface healing done, there was no risk of infection, or of irritating it, and ultimately, aside from the soreness she'd have for a little while, no sign it had just been done.

"Good," she said, meaning 'not too bad.' She nodded at his decision that the nipples should be next, even if he sort of asked it questioningly, she would've gone with whatever he said.

She looked down at her bare chest, and then to the woman, who had prepared to do the next two piercings. She could see the little steel barbells that would be put in already. They could, she knew, pick out a type of piercing to replace them with whenever they liked, which she expected would be Morgan's choice. She knew very little to nothing about piercings, and that he wanted them for her was enough for her.


A 14-year-old girl who exudes a high level of sexual confidence and maturity. She is has perky breasts, unblemished skin, and an attractive demeanor that could entice boys her age or older. Her personality is adventurous, bold, and uninhibited in exploring her sexuality. She also is manipulative, using provocative stories to increase the arousal of Eric. Despite the illicit nature of their relationship, she shows no guilt or hesitation in engaging in sexual activities with her younger brother or their young neighbor Olivia. Overall, she enjoys being in control and isn't afraid to take charge during their encounters.

A small giggle came from the teenage girl at her brother's words, followed by a lusty wanton moan which she once more had to stifle or she would surely wake up their parents. Damn, the idea alone, the thought that they could be caught and then... Fuck, somehow, it only turned her on even more, and slowly she began to grind her hips against Eric's face, biting her lower lip as she did so, moaning under her breath, her eyes closer, her knees shaking. By this time, she was already sopping wet, and Eric could be sure that by this time he could do anything with her and she would agree and go along with it happily.

"Gog, fuck... haaa... Can't talk..." Grabbing her brother's hair, she suddenly pressed his face into between her legs, pushing her body against him, shaking and shuddering. She was not yet coming, but it wasn't long off. "Yes, bro... lick my slutty pussy... hmmmaa... Make your sister cum, make your whore-sister cum..."

Eric removed his fingers from Jessi's sopping sit, before burying his tongue in her once more, relishing in the vaguely sweet, mineral flavor of her warm juices as it began flowing into his mouth. With his now sick fingers, he began circling, and teasing the puckered spasming, clinching ring of her ass, Pressing softly to probe her sister's forbidden opening. Eric's cock was hard and throbbing with his lust. He desperately wanted Jessi, wanted to fill her every hole with cum. The only reason he didn't was that he also wanted his sister to flood his mouth with her slightly sweet girl cum.

Shivering and shaking, Jessi bit her lower lip and her hand to not simply cry out and not yell at Eric to keep going. Her knees were buckling, her hips shaking, her sopping wet cunt all but quivering under the assault of Eric's skilled and dextrous tongue. The whole day had taken a toll on Jessi, and now it all came out, the whole stress and elation and near moments of sexual bliss came back to haunt her, making her mind simply surrender to the pleasure. Biting her hand strong enough to nearly draw blood, Jessi gave in to the overwhelming pleasure, her mind going blank for a moment as a powerful orgasm hit her body. Her wet sweetness practically splurted from her wet folds, right into Eric's mouth and face, her toes were curling and digging into the covers.

For several long moments, she existed in this state of bliss, before it ended, she slowly coming down from her high. Covered in a fine layer of sweat, she collapsed a bit, breathing hard, an expression of bliss on her face. Releasing Eric, she looked down to him, giving him a smile. "Hmmm... perhaps I should keep you to myself after all, if only for your talents..."

Eric swallowed his sister's hot fluid so much to avoid drowning, as for his love of the taste or the pleasure he was bringing her. He tried to maintain his lock on her puffy, swollen lips as best he could, but Jessi's bucking and shuttering was too much, and some of her girl cum ended up on his chin and cheeks. Smiling, he rose up from between Jessi's legs and began moving up the bed. "Yeah, but then I'd have to keep you to myself," he whispered, as he slid off his boxers, his cock springing free near her head, "and then you wouldn't be able to have a bunch of guys taking turns, using you as slutty cum dump, one after another, or have three guys filling all your holes at once. Do you think you could give that up?"

With a smirk and a raise of her eyebrows, Jessi gave Eric one of these looks, one of those looks which would make pretty much any boy and young man that wasn't gay come to her and fuck her immediately, or at least that's what she liked to think. Shifting slightly so that he could crawl up to her easier while sitting up, grabbing the hem of her shirt and pulling it off in one well practiced motion, unveiling her perky teenage tits and her unblemished soft skin, downright shining in the near darkness of the barely illuminated room.

"Well, you are one very good lover, I am tempted," she said with a wink, then she giggled softly and leaned forward. Then suddenly, she put a hand on Eric's chest and pushed him onto the mattress, sliding up next to him, one hand of hers going directly to his cock, beginning to massage it and work it up and down. Her mouth found his nipples, and she kissed and licked them, then she pulled off and with a lusty, lewd smirk, she said, "What would you say if I told you that Valentina and I licked each other in the girls' toilets?"

Eric smirked, "I'd say you must have done most of the work. With how hard you just came, there's no way she left you properly satisfied. You must have been very pent up!" Eric's hips began thrusting gently into Jessi's grip as a bead of precum rolled down his shaft, onto her slender fingers. "So, is she energetic and enthusiastic, or is she the type to bite her lip and hold it in when she cums like you? How does she taste compared to you? I bet she has a sour fruity flavor, like blackberries, or maybe strawberries that aren't quite ripe yet."

A giggle came from Jessi at his words. Truth was, she hadn't done anything like that with Valentina yet, not really. Nothing more than a bit of light petting, and even that had been much for Jessi who had not done anything like that with another girl before. Well, except Olivia, but that had been different because... Because there she had been the experienced one, with Valentina it had been reversed. But that didn't matter; what mattered was that it was a hot story and it made Eric even more horny than he was anyway, thus it was all fair game as far as she was concerned. "Hmmmm... I'll have to compare the two flavors..."

With that said, she leaned forward and placed her lips on those of Eric, sucking on them, licking them, passionately kissing him. At the same time, she kept wanking him, her grip tight around his cockhead and shaft, working it up and down. With a moan, she pulled back, whispering to him, "She's more like salty honey... Sweet and sour and juicy... And she's a screamer. All those Spanish words, pouring out of her, moaning like crazy... She's veeeery enthusiastic and damn, that girl's got some moves. So passionate. Playful. Confident."

Eric moaned into the kiss, "Careful lover, if you keep tugging like that, I'm going to cum all over those tits of yours." He whispered, "So she's kind of like you then? Only she's completely shaved down there, so she's as bald as little Olivia, and when she yells 'Fuck me harder', or 'Fill me up', she does it in Spanish. You both even want to have a bunch of guys doing you at once!" Eric sat up on his elbows then, "I wonder if she would have had the same reaction if I did this..." Leaning in, he began kissing Jessi's neck and nibbling on her ear, one hand raising up to grope and massage her breast.

With a giggle and a slight moan that was once more subdued as she did not want to wake up their parents, that was always in the back of her mind, Jessi welcomed the advances readily and pushed slightly against Eric, her body against his, her hand keeping up the pressure. Then suddenly, she pushed back, slid over his form and climbed on top of him. "I bet she would do it in Spanish... Hmmm... In free time, we snuck under the bleachers, kissing, groping, fondling... Girl has some awesome tits. I licked her juicy twat while she whispered what she would do with you, suck your balls dry, ride you so hard, make you cum deep inside of her and then slurp your cum out of the condom..."

She slid into position on top of him, one hand still on his shaft, still working it. "So, do you wanna fuck your sister's juicy cunny, lover-boy?"

"Mmm, always!" Eric murmured, thrusting his hips, causing the head of his cock to brush against her tingling pussy lips. "I love that we can do it this way. It'll be a little disappointing having to use a condom with someone as hot as Valentina when we can do it like this. But then again, it makes what we do more special, ya know? And it means I get to watch her slurp my cum out of you as well as a condom."

With a slow, sensual and subdued moan, Jessi slowly sank down on her brother's cock, enjoying the sensation of his erect manhood slowly spreading her tight teenage cunt, filling her up. With rocking hips, she slowly began to ride him, carefully sliding down deeper and deeper, circling her hips. "Hmmmm... soo good... Perhaps if you're good... she'll let you do it without a condom... haa... And you can still fuck me and Olivia..."

"Mmm and I intend to. The two of you are just irresistible!" Eric quietly moaned as he reached up, cupping both of Jessi's breasts, as she slowly ground herself on his length. "I can't get the stuff we did together out of my mind! Did you know me and Olivia did it in the shower? She was sooo tight; when I came, it was so tight nothing could get out; and the look on your face when she slipped her whole hand in you..." Eric then began thrusting up into his sister, trying to drive himself deeper into her, "You know how we thought she was passed out when I was finger feeding her? Well, she was wide awake. In the shower, she wanted to know what anal was; next time you babysit, maybe you should show her!"

"I think... hmmm... I created a monster with you," moaned Jessi as silently as she could while she kept grinding herself on Eric's wonderful hard boner. God, this was so good, she was so full, just perfect. This was what she had needed the whole day, what she had missed since the moment she woke up. Well, at least something like that. "Seems like... haaa... Olivia was a good decision then, huhhh? You like fucking little girls, hmm? Like plowing a small underage snatch? I bet you do, pervy bro. Haaamm... God, yes... my brother is a perverted little monster... hmm... and I love it. God, your cock is so good..."

With slow, sensual motions, she kept riding him, grinding her lower body against him and skillfully milking his teenage dick with her pussy. Her perky tits were swinging slightly with the motions, while her hands now grabbed her headboard and held onto it so that she had more of an anchoring point, allowing her to go a bit faster.

"No, I... mmm... I just like fucking girls. And if I'm... oh! If I'm a monster, what's that make you? You're the one who's fucking her little brother... getting close... You're the one who's bringing over the kids she babysits for threesomes!" Eric fell silent then, as his hips rose and fell in time with Jessi's undulations. His hands came away from her breasts, to grip her waist as she leans forward, garbing the headboard. Raising his head, his mouth and tongue began kissing and dancing across the nipples that crowned those swaying orbs, as his length plunged deeply into his sister's warm, moist depths.

If they had been alone in the house, Jessi would have sped up at this point, would have kicked up by a notch, driven crazy by her brother's tongue and lips and his motions and movements. But they weren't alone; they were very much definitely not alone and could get caught if they weren't careful. Fuck, this made the whole thing perhaps even hotter.

With a low groan, Jessi arched her back and pushed her breast practically into the face of Eric, keeping riding him but allowing him to set the pace, her hot cunt snuggly clamping down on his cock with each thrust of his and the circling motions of her hips. "God, yes... fill me up... gimme your cum... Hmmm, yeah... I'm such a slut... I want my brother to fill me up... Come on, gimme your cum..."

"Mmm yeah, how bad do you want it? What are you gonna do for your little brother's cum?" Eric asked, as he picked up on what the secret thrill of danger was doing to her. His pace increased, his length being driven in and out of Jessi's depths. "Oh god, so close..." Pistoning in and out rapidly now, the bed's springs were squeaking almost too loudly. Already it was loud enough to be heard in the hall, outside the bedroom door. "If you don't do something to get me to finish soon... Mom and Dad will hear, and find out for sure."

A gasp escaped Jessi's mouth, and then she glared at him, though she didn't stop moving; on the contrary, she even sped up a little, together with him. "You bastard," she hissed under her breath. The danger, the thrill of perhaps being caught, did indeed do something to her, and she felt panic rising in her, which only increased her sensation of it all, her tight cunt now practically milking Eric's young virile cock. "Come on, pervert... fuck me... pump me full... hmmaa, gimme your cum, I need it... I'll do anything, just don't get us caught... hmmaa... I'll blow you every morning... swallow your spunk... you can fuck my ass, just cum, fill me up, give your slut-sister your hot baby-jizzm."

Damn, this was so hot, so fucking hot. Jessi felt her own mind slipping there for a moment, and despite the fact that she had already had a cum before, she felt another orgasm approaching.

Perhaps it was the extra tightness Jessi applied, or her perverted words, or maybe it was his own fast pace; whatever the reason Eric couldn't hold out anymore. Gripping her hips firmly, as he thrusted into her as hard as he could, the head of his cock pressed almost painfully against her cervix as his shaft throbbed over and over, sending one warm wave after another of his warm seed flooding into her deepest spot.

Feeling her little brother shoot his hot load inside her hungry pussy and seeing his face twisted with pleasure and the sweet release, Jessi felt that she couldn't hold it back herself any longer. Just a moment after Eric came, so did she, and she shivered and shuddered and shook on top of him, her mind wracked with the waves of pleasure, her hands digging into the headboard, her cunt practically tightening shut around his hard member, greedily squeezing out any of his virile seed. Then she slowed down, but only partially, still riding him, and then bent down to catch his mouth with her own, kissing him deeply and sensually, moaning into the kiss. Then she pulled back slightly and smirked at him. "Hmmmm... I could do this every day..."

"I know you could," Eric panted, catching his breath, his cock still hard inside her "Probably four or five times a day! That's why you're so keen for me to find some other guys, huh? You want to spend all day walking around naked; having guys just walk up, bend you over, and pump you full of cum." A wicked gleam came to his eye then, "I bet you'd even let dad take a turn while mom watched, like in those pictures she took of Aunt Kim."

Laying down on him and fully stopping her motions, Jessi grinned at her brother. Laying on top of him, her tits were smashed against his chest, and she gave him a wicked smirk, a hand of hers then finding its way to his cheek and choking it lovingly. She did not roll off him or make him pull out, she seemed happy where she was. "Well, what can I say, being a horny pervert seems to run in the family... I gotta admit, a nudist lifestyle would suit me very fine, yeah. And it's not like you wouldn't fuck mom when Dad is watching, right? Just imagine her making breakfast in the kitchen and you walking up to her, pulling down her pants and screwing here right there and then... bet you'd love to be able to do that." She giggled, then gave him a soft kiss.

"Maybe," Eric smiled, "I mean she does have some huge tits, so it could be fun, but generally, I'm not into cougars, and anyway, we both know Mom has a thing for younger girls, so it's just as likely she'd be in line with me and Dad, wearing a strap-on, waiting for her turn to plow you."

Eric kissed his sister back and began flexing his still rigid cock. "So you said ''I'll do anything'', but did you really mean anything?" he asked, as his secret, most hidden sexual desires began bubbling up. He was sure Jessi wouldn't be into his particular fetish, and truth to tell, he would never have the nerve to ask. Still, just the thought running around in the back of his head was enough to keep his erection raging.

"Hmmm, what if I tell you that I'm not into cougars either?", replied Jessi with a soft smile as she snuggled up to Eric, and then she pulled the covers over herself and him. Despite all the perverted acts they had done, the fucking, the blowjobs, the casual sex, the indulging in the forbidden pleasure of adding Olivia to their fun, this felt the most intimate. As if they weren't just two people fucking, even if siblings, but like they were boyfriend and girlfriend. She threw the covers off a moment later, she couldn't say why, and she didn't comment on it either.

Looking at Eric as he asked if she would actually do anything, she smirked slightly at him. And damn, was he still hard or simply hard again? Well, too bad, she needed a pause, and she was sore. "Well, I did say anything... I didn't actually mean it. But if you don't ask, I don't know what you are talking about, so get it out, just ask. I mean, I seduce little girls, I will not judge you or anything."


A 12-year-old boy who, despite his young age, shows an advanced level of sexual curiosity and knowledge. He's bold and adventurous, often initiating or escalating sexual encounters with his older sister and their neighbor. His personality is confident and outgoing, as he freely expresses his desires without hesitation. He also has a manipulative side, using the thrill of potentially being caught to pressure Jessi into more intense situations. He is physically mature for his age.

A small giggle came from the teenage girl at her brother's words, followed by a lusty wanton moan which she once more had to stifle or she would surely wake up their parents. Damn, the idea alone, the thought that they could be caught and then... Fuck, somehow, it only turned her on even more, and slowly she began to grind her hips against Eric's face, biting her lower lip as she did so, moaning under her breath, her eyes closer, her knees shaking. By this time, she was already sopping wet, and Eric could be sure that by this time he could do anything with her and she would agree and go along with it happily.

"Gog, fuck... haaa... Can't talk..." Grabbing her brother's hair, she suddenly pressed his face into between her legs, pushing her body against him, shaking and shuddering. She was not yet coming, but it wasn't long off. "Yes, bro... lick my slutty pussy... hmmmaa... Make your sister cum, make your whore-sister cum..."

Eric removed his fingers from Jessi's sopping sit, before burying his tongue in her once more, relishing in the vaguely sweet, mineral flavor of her warm juices as it began flowing into his mouth. With his now sick fingers, he began circling, and teasing the puckered spasming, clinching ring of her ass, Pressing softly to probe her sister's forbidden opening. Eric's cock was hard and throbbing with his lust. He desperately wanted Jessi, wanted to fill her every hole with cum. The only reason he didn't was that he also wanted his sister to flood his mouth with her slightly sweet girl cum.

Shivering and shaking, Jessi bit her lower lip and her hand to not simply cry out and not yell at Eric to keep going. Her knees were buckling, her hips shaking, her sopping wet cunt all but quivering under the assault of Eric's skilled and dextrous tongue. The whole day had taken a toll on Jessi, and now it all came out, the whole stress and elation and near moments of sexual bliss came back to haunt her, making her mind simply surrender to the pleasure. Biting her hand strong enough to nearly draw blood, Jessi gave in to the overwhelming pleasure, her mind going blank for a moment as a powerful orgasm hit her body. Her wet sweetness practically splurted from her wet folds, right into Eric's mouth and face, her toes were curling and digging into the covers.

For several long moments, she existed in this state of bliss, before it ended, she slowly coming down from her high. Covered in a fine layer of sweat, she collapsed a bit, breathing hard, an expression of bliss on her face. Releasing Eric, she looked down to him, giving him a smile. "Hmmm... perhaps I should keep you to myself after all, if only for your talents..."

Eric swallowed his sister's hot fluid so much to avoid drowning, as for his love of the taste or the pleasure he was bringing her. He tried to maintain his lock on her puffy, swollen lips as best he could, but Jessi's bucking and shuttering was too much, and some of her girl cum ended up on his chin and cheeks. Smiling, he rose up from between Jessi's legs and began moving up the bed. "Yeah, but then I'd have to keep you to myself," he whispered, as he slid off his boxers, his cock springing free near her head, "and then you wouldn't be able to have a bunch of guys taking turns, using you as slutty cum dump, one after another, or have three guys filling all your holes at once. Do you think you could give that up?"

With a smirk and a raise of her eyebrows, Jessi gave Eric one of these looks, one of those looks which would make pretty much any boy and young man that wasn't gay come to her and fuck her immediately, or at least that's what she liked to think. Shifting slightly so that he could crawl up to her easier while sitting up, grabbing the hem of her shirt and pulling it off in one well practiced motion, unveiling her perky teenage tits and her unblemished soft skin, downright shining in the near darkness of the barely illuminated room.

"Well, you are one very good lover, I am tempted," she said with a wink, then she giggled softly and leaned forward. Then suddenly, she put a hand on Eric's chest and pushed him onto the mattress, sliding up next to him, one hand of hers going directly to his cock, beginning to massage it and work it up and down. Her mouth found his nipples, and she kissed and licked them, then she pulled off and with a lusty, lewd smirk, she said, "What would you say if I told you that Valentina and I licked each other in the girls' toilets?"

Eric smirked, "I'd say you must have done most of the work. With how hard you just came, there's no way she left you properly satisfied. You must have been very pent up!" Eric's hips began thrusting gently into Jessi's grip as a bead of precum rolled down his shaft, onto her slender fingers. "So, is she energetic and enthusiastic, or is she the type to bite her lip and hold it in when she cums like you? How does she taste compared to you? I bet she has a sour fruity flavor, like blackberries, or maybe strawberries that aren't quite ripe yet."

A giggle came from Jessi at his words. Truth was, she hadn't done anything like that with Valentina yet, not really. Nothing more than a bit of light petting, and even that had been much for Jessi who had not done anything like that with another girl before. Well, except Olivia, but that had been different because... Because there she had been the experienced one, with Valentina it had been reversed. But that didn't matter; what mattered was that it was a hot story and it made Eric even more horny than he was anyway, thus it was all fair game as far as she was concerned. "Hmmmm... I'll have to compare the two flavors..."

With that said, she leaned forward and placed her lips on those of Eric, sucking on them, licking them, passionately kissing him. At the same time, she kept wanking him, her grip tight around his cockhead and shaft, working it up and down. With a moan, she pulled back, whispering to him, "She's more like salty honey... Sweet and sour and juicy... And she's a screamer. All those Spanish words, pouring out of her, moaning like crazy... She's veeeery enthusiastic and damn, that girl's got some moves. So passionate. Playful. Confident."

Eric moaned into the kiss, "Careful lover, if you keep tugging like that, I'm going to cum all over those tits of yours." He whispered, "So she's kind of like you then? Only she's completely shaved down there, so she's as bald as little Olivia, and when she yells 'Fuck me harder', or 'Fill me up', she does it in Spanish. You both even want to have a bunch of guys doing you at once!" Eric sat up on his elbows then, "I wonder if she would have had the same reaction if I did this..." Leaning in, he began kissing Jessi's neck and nibbling on her ear, one hand raising up to grope and massage her breast.

With a giggle and a slight moan that was once more subdued as she did not want to wake up their parents, that was always in the back of her mind, Jessi welcomed the advances readily and pushed slightly against Eric, her body against his, her hand keeping up the pressure. Then suddenly, she pushed back, slid over his form and climbed on top of him. "I bet she would do it in Spanish... Hmmm... In free time, we snuck under the bleachers, kissing, groping, fondling... Girl has some awesome tits. I licked her juicy twat while she whispered what she would do with you, suck your balls dry, ride you so hard, make you cum deep inside of her and then slurp your cum out of the condom..."

She slid into position on top of him, one hand still on his shaft, still working it. "So, do you wanna fuck your sister's juicy cunny, lover-boy?"

"Mmm, always!" Eric murmured, thrusting his hips, causing the head of his cock to brush against her tingling pussy lips. "I love that we can do it this way. It'll be a little disappointing having to use a condom with someone as hot as Valentina when we can do it like this. But then again, it makes what we do more special, ya know? And it means I get to watch her slurp my cum out of you as well as a condom."

With a slow, sensual and subdued moan, Jessi slowly sank down on her brother's cock, enjoying the sensation of his erect manhood slowly spreading her tight teenage cunt, filling her up. With rocking hips, she slowly began to ride him, carefully sliding down deeper and deeper, circling her hips. "Hmmmm... soo good... Perhaps if you're good... she'll let you do it without a condom... haa... And you can still fuck me and Olivia..."

"Mmm and I intend to. The two of you are just irresistible!" Eric quietly moaned as he reached up, cupping both of Jessi's breasts, as she slowly ground herself on his length. "I can't get the stuff we did together out of my mind! Did you know me and Olivia did it in the shower? She was sooo tight; when I came, it was so tight nothing could get out; and the look on your face when she slipped her whole hand in you..." Eric then began thrusting up into his sister, trying to drive himself deeper into her, "You know how we thought she was passed out when I was finger feeding her? Well, she was wide awake. In the shower, she wanted to know what anal was; next time you babysit, maybe you should show her!"

"I think... hmmm... I created a monster with you," moaned Jessi as silently as she could while she kept grinding herself on Eric's wonderful hard boner. God, this was so good, she was so full, just perfect. This was what she had needed the whole day, what she had missed since the moment she woke up. Well, at least something like that. "Seems like... haaa... Olivia was a good decision then, huhhh? You like fucking little girls, hmm? Like plowing a small underage snatch? I bet you do, pervy bro. Haaamm... God, yes... my brother is a perverted little monster... hmm... and I love it. God, your cock is so good..."

With slow, sensual motions, she kept riding him, grinding her lower body against him and skillfully milking his teenage dick with her pussy. Her perky tits were swinging slightly with the motions, while her hands now grabbed her headboard and held onto it so that she had more of an anchoring point, allowing her to go a bit faster.

"No, I... mmm... I just like fucking girls. And if I'm... oh! If I'm a monster, what's that make you? You're the one who's fucking her little brother... getting close... You're the one who's bringing over the kids she babysits for threesomes!" Eric fell silent then, as his hips rose and fell in time with Jessi's undulations. His hands came away from her breasts, to grip her waist as she leans forward, garbing the headboard. Raising his head, his mouth and tongue began kissing and dancing across the nipples that crowned those swaying orbs, as his length plunged deeply into his sister's warm, moist depths.

If they had been alone in the house, Jessi would have sped up at this point, would have kicked up by a notch, driven crazy by her brother's tongue and lips and his motions and movements. But they weren't alone; they were very much definitely not alone and could get caught if they weren't careful. Fuck, this made the whole thing perhaps even hotter.

With a low groan, Jessi arched her back and pushed her breast practically into the face of Eric, keeping riding him but allowing him to set the pace, her hot cunt snuggly clamping down on his cock with each thrust of his and the circling motions of her hips. "God, yes... fill me up... gimme your cum... Hmmm, yeah... I'm such a slut... I want my brother to fill me up... Come on, gimme your cum..."

"Mmm yeah, how bad do you want it? What are you gonna do for your little brother's cum?" Eric asked, as he picked up on what the secret thrill of danger was doing to her. His pace increased, his length being driven in and out of Jessi's depths. "Oh god, so close..." Pistoning in and out rapidly now, the bed's springs were squeaking almost too loudly. Already it was loud enough to be heard in the hall, outside the bedroom door. "If you don't do something to get me to finish soon... Mom and Dad will hear, and find out for sure."

A gasp escaped Jessi's mouth, and then she glared at him, though she didn't stop moving; on the contrary, she even sped up a little, together with him. "You bastard," she hissed under her breath. The danger, the thrill of perhaps being caught, did indeed do something to her, and she felt panic rising in her, which only increased her sensation of it all, her tight cunt now practically milking Eric's young virile cock. "Come on, pervert... fuck me... pump me full... hmmaa, gimme your cum, I need it... I'll do anything, just don't get us caught... hmmaa... I'll blow you every morning... swallow your spunk... you can fuck my ass, just cum, fill me up, give your slut-sister your hot baby-jizzm."

Damn, this was so hot, so fucking hot. Jessi felt her own mind slipping there for a moment, and despite the fact that she had already had a cum before, she felt another orgasm approaching.

Perhaps it was the extra tightness Jessi applied, or her perverted words, or maybe it was his own fast pace; whatever the reason Eric couldn't hold out anymore. Gripping her hips firmly, as he thrusted into her as hard as he could, the head of his cock pressed almost painfully against her cervix as his shaft throbbed over and over, sending one warm wave after another of his warm seed flooding into her deepest spot.

Feeling her little brother shoot his hot load inside her hungry pussy and seeing his face twisted with pleasure and the sweet release, Jessi felt that she couldn't hold it back herself any longer. Just a moment after Eric came, so did she, and she shivered and shuddered and shook on top of him, her mind wracked with the waves of pleasure, her hands digging into the headboard, her cunt practically tightening shut around his hard member, greedily squeezing out any of his virile seed. Then she slowed down, but only partially, still riding him, and then bent down to catch his mouth with her own, kissing him deeply and sensually, moaning into the kiss. Then she pulled back slightly and smirked at him. "Hmmmm... I could do this every day..."

"I know you could," Eric panted, catching his breath, his cock still hard inside her "Probably four or five times a day! That's why you're so keen for me to find some other guys, huh? You want to spend all day walking around naked; having guys just walk up, bend you over, and pump you full of cum." A wicked gleam came to his eye then, "I bet you'd even let dad take a turn while mom watched, like in those pictures she took of Aunt Kim."

Laying down on him and fully stopping her motions, Jessi grinned at her brother. Laying on top of him, her tits were smashed against his chest, and she gave him a wicked smirk, a hand of hers then finding its way to his cheek and choking it lovingly. She did not roll off him or make him pull out, she seemed happy where she was. "Well, what can I say, being a horny pervert seems to run in the family... I gotta admit, a nudist lifestyle would suit me very fine, yeah. And it's not like you wouldn't fuck mom when Dad is watching, right? Just imagine her making breakfast in the kitchen and you walking up to her, pulling down her pants and screwing here right there and then... bet you'd love to be able to do that." She giggled, then gave him a soft kiss.

"Maybe," Eric smiled, "I mean she does have some huge tits, so it could be fun, but generally, I'm not into cougars, and anyway, we both know Mom has a thing for younger girls, so it's just as likely she'd be in line with me and Dad, wearing a strap-on, waiting for her turn to plow you."

Eric kissed his sister back and began flexing his still rigid cock. "So you said ''I'll do anything'', but did you really mean anything?" he asked, as his secret, most hidden sexual desires began bubbling up. He was sure Jessi wouldn't be into his particular fetish, and truth to tell, he would never have the nerve to ask. Still, just the thought running around in the back of his head was enough to keep his erection raging.

"Hmmm, what if I tell you that I'm not into cougars either?", replied Jessi with a soft smile as she snuggled up to Eric, and then she pulled the covers over herself and him. Despite all the perverted acts they had done, the fucking, the blowjobs, the casual sex, the indulging in the forbidden pleasure of adding Olivia to their fun, this felt the most intimate. As if they weren't just two people fucking, even if siblings, but like they were boyfriend and girlfriend. She threw the covers off a moment later, she couldn't say why, and she didn't comment on it either.

Looking at Eric as he asked if she would actually do anything, she smirked slightly at him. And damn, was he still hard or simply hard again? Well, too bad, she needed a pause, and she was sore. "Well, I did say anything... I didn't actually mean it. But if you don't ask, I don't know what you are talking about, so get it out, just ask. I mean, I seduce little girls, I will not judge you or anything."

Eric considered for a moment, as his sister pulled the blanket over them. The sudden, intimate closeness was something magical to him; it turned the hot, raunchy sex they'd just had into something far more; like the two of them were the very closest of lovers, and nothing between them could ever be forbidden. In that closeness, he thought that maybe he could tell her. Then she pulled the blanket back off, and the moment was over.

Eric couldn't help feeling disappointed and a little hurt by the gesture, as if Jessi had rejected that special intimacy, and to a certain degree, him as well. As she spoke, saying that she didn't really mean it when she said ''anything'', that rejection was complete. Burying his disappointment, he put on a playful, teasing face. "Hmm, no. You should know your little brother well enough to figure out what it is that really gets him going, so you'll have to guess!"


A dominant and controlling man who takes advantage of vulnerable situations. He has a strong sexual appetite and desires a companion for both sexual and non-sexual activities. His personality is assertive, and he sets strict rules for his partner to follow, reflecting his desire for power and control over others.

"Nope, sorry." The Man said, grabbing a nipple in his mouth and sucking on it "This is payment." The Man used his free hand to remove the rest of the girl's clothes, and then to unzip his jeans and pull his dick free, immediately spearing the poor girl. Alex then Immediately put both his hands to holding the girl down, as she resisted more and more, the harder he raped her. Alex's tongue and mouth continued lavishing attentions on Nala's breasts, and her nipples. Alex continued pounding poor Nala harder and harder, making the bed creak under them, and making the sex sounds louder. "How many men did you have in this bed, whore?" Mr. Nala asked, taking his mouth off of her breasts for a moment "How many of them did you have in any of my other rooms?"

Nala let out a painful scream when he trusted into her, crying and moaning all at once while he sucked and licked he breasts. The rape was awful, but the humiliation she felt when her cunt started to dampen around him was torture. She cried, biting her lip through the pain and lamely trying to push him off. "No one!" she gasped, "I never brought anyone here! I swear!" Tears welled up in her pretty youthful eyes, begging him for some kind of mercy... "Please... I'm so sorry! I had no where else to go!"

"Oh really?" Alex asked, continuing to fuck the girl but diverting a hand to torture her breasts as he talked to her "What do you mean you have nowhere else to go?" The Man suddenly flipped the girl over and started ass raping her, using both his hands to hold her hands down again, and he pounded her. "You're ass is much tighter than your pussy." The guy said, removing a hand to slap Nala's ass for a moment before returning his hand to hers "This and a few videos should cover the fee for living here just fine." Alex let that sink in as he Ass Raped the poor girl, causing the bed to creek.

Nala screamed and moaned in pain, biting her lip until it bled. Fuck, it hurt. She's never taken anything in the ass, and this man was bigger than average. She swallowed against her tears and forced herself to answer him, barely fighting anymore. She was learning that the more she squirmed, the more it hurt. "I'm homeless," she cried, tears streaming down her face and onto the pillow. "I... I lost everything..." She sniffed and looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes going wide as he spanked her.

"Is that so?" The man asked, at the apex of a particularly brutal thrust "I may have a deal for you." The man didn't say anything as he continued to ass fuck the girl, wanting what he said to sink in, what he was going to offer wasn't something to be taken lightly. The man sped up his thrusts, clearly reaching his limit, and wanting to reach it quickly. When he was about to cum, the man quickly flipped Nala over, and came all over her front. Some of the cum got on her face, but a majority landed on her chest. Alex sat on Nala's stomach, his flaccid dick nestled between her ejaculate covered chest, as the man looked down at the girl contemplatively. "You see, I've decided to make these accommodations you've been staying in my permanent home, and seeing you here has made me realize what it needs." Mr. Nala said, his dick already rehardening "Here's the deal, I will give you A roof over your head, food, and spending money... and in exchange you'll be my sex slave."

Nala gasped when the cum his her breasts, some splashing into her face. Her eyes were wide with surprise, looking up at the man as he straddled her. Swallowing, she looked down at his wet cock, and something stirred inside her at the sight. Despite the tears rolling down her youthful cheeks, her body feeling torn, and her heart racing at a panicked speed, she could feel herself getting turned on... Her cheeks turned red in shame before blinking stupidly at him. "Wh-what?" she gasped, eyebrows raising. Her first reaction was to push him off and tell him he was a sick man; that she's never do such a thing. But then she remembered how cold it gets a night, how hungry she gets sometimes... How she's really love to stop stripping at that hole in the wall.

"I... O-okay," she stuttered, swallowing and biting her lip. "Can... I quit my job at the strip club?"

"You're a stripper?" Alex asked, pleasantly surprised "Of course you can quit that, but I may install a Stripper Pole somewhere..." While they were talking, Alex's dick hardened, and he wanted to relieve the tension. "I gotta be honest, part of this is I want a companion." Alex said, pressing Nala's breasts against his dick "Most of it will be sexual, but I will want you to accompany to me to movies and stuff like that..." Alex started Titty fucking Nala, going a fair pace, not to fast. "Did you ever expose your breasts at the strip club?" Alex asked, curios "were you ever fondled?" Alex started tweaking Nala's nipples, starting to speed up his thrusts.

Nala looked up at him, biting her lip as she looked down at the erotic sight; his member moving between her cum covered breasts. "I... Yes, I... exposed everything," she murmured, blushing a little. Hearing that he wanted a companion as well made her feel better, if a little safe, for she at least knew that he had no plans of killing her. He rubbed her thighs together, feeling herself getting wet at the thought of being used... "Sometimes men grabbed my breasts, and if we took them to the back room... They could touch us some more... I never had sex with any of them," she said, feeling as if she needed to protect her dignity. She may have stripped and did those things, but only because she was desperate. She was a good girl... Wasn't she?

"OK then." Alex said, speeding up "That changes things a bit." To be honest, Alex hated places like that, places that let the men touch and fondle the women. He didn't have much respect for the women that accepted working there, and that meant that Nala would suffer for it. "Now, you aren't allowed to wear clothing inside the house." Alex Said, reaching down and slapping Nala's ass hard "And you'll only wear what I let you wear when we go out." Alex sped up his pumps even more, and got off of Nala. Alex was pointing his dick at Nala, and pumping it up and down, taking in the sight of her on the bed. It wasn't long before he came, covering her stomach in globs of cum. "You are extremely lucky you weren't raped by your costumers."

Nala winced a little when he came on her stomach, feeling the warm liquid rolling down her navel. She hoped he'd let her shower, but she wasn't about to push her luck. Despite feeling humiliated, she felt lucky. At least she could quite the sleazy strip club and have a roof over her head. That was really all that mattered, wasn't it? Survival... Her eyes misted with tears, and she bit her lip in an effort not to cry at what he said. She wasn't sure if he was offering concern, or just telling her how stupid she was. Either way, it made her feel guilty. "I... I know," she whispered, shaking a little as she looked up at him. "I only did it because I had to..."

Alex sat on the bed after he realized what she thought he meant, "I mean no insult." He said, frowning "I'd be worried about any woman doing that for any period of time, did you at least carry some protection?" Alex stood up, and reached into a random cupboard, pulling out a pocket knife. "Whenever you go out, carry this with you." Alex said, handing the knife to Nala "If anyone but me touches you, do not hesitate to use it defensively." Alex tucked his dick back into his pants, and zipped up his pants, walking towards the door. "Take a shower, and clean yourself off." Alex said, leaving the room "We're gonna be watching Die Hard, and I don't want my ejaculate staining the couch unless I'm hilt deep in you at the time."


A young, attractive woman who has experienced hardship and desperation due to her homelessness and job as a stripper. She appears vulnerable and submissive in the face of her difficult circumstances. Her personality is marked by a desire for safety and stability, which leads her to reluctantly accept the exploitative arrangement offered by Alex. Despite her situation, she still tries to maintain some sense of dignity and self-worth.

Nala winced a little when he came on her stomach, feeling the warm liquid rolling down her navel. She hoped he'd let her shower, but she wasn't about to push her luck. Despite feeling humiliated, she felt lucky. At least she could quite the sleazy strip club and have a roof over her head. That was really all that mattered, wasn't it? Survival... Her eyes misted with tears, and she bit her lip in an effort not to cry at what he said. She wasn't sure if he was offering concern, or just telling her how stupid she was. Either way, it made her feel guilty. "I... I know," she whispered, shaking a little as she looked up at him. "I only did it because I had to..."


An attractive woman with a great body, including features like child-bearing hips and well-endowed breasts. She has a fun personality and enjoys engaging in flirtatious banter with Cain. She is confident in her appearance and isn't shy about joking or teasing about more intimate topics.

Roxy chuckled and shrugged. "I did tell you I would, so I felt silly for backing out." As she made her way to the elliptical machine, she picked up a bottle of water from the small fridge. His pull ups always made her wonder what he thought about while he was doing that. What made him put in so much effort. Whatever it was, the payout was worth it. His arms were amazing. Not to mention pretty much every other part of him. She didn't notice the staring he was doing because she was busy stretching, but his comment caught her off guard and she laughed.

"Well, if you want me to stay looking good, I have to work out a little." And that's pretty much all she was going to do today. She didn't have the will power to do much else. "You don't look so bad yourself, you know."

"Tell me about it," Cain said, looking at his form and smirking in a playful example of faux overconfidence, "I dream about this every night." Laughing he hoped his brow as he pulled over his duffel bag before pulling out an partial bodysuit that only covered up his arm. Threading his fingers through the glove portion, he walked over to her so that she could see him while she rode the bike. "Look at this, Roxy. We've been working on this and we finally got the whole bodysuit working," he fiddled with a small panel on the upper arm and soon, his entire arm faded from view.

"The suit bends the light around you, making you invisible," he looked at his non-existent arm and waved it around. "Only problem is that it doesn't adapt well to changing light, so a flashlight on you kills it instantly. Another problem is the heat," he said as he turned off the armsleeve and began pulling it off of his limb, "After a couple minutes, you'll begin to burn your skin. So it's really only for short use. But still... I'm excited for us to use them."

He smiled as he watched her exercise a little "First time I tried it, I was worried that it would only make my clothes invisible..."

Roxy got on the machine, entered a program and then took off, arms and legs moving together to get in some cardio. She laughed as he joked about his appearance. Even though he was kidding, Roxy thought he was fantasy worthy. In fact, she'd had several surrounding him before. Of course, she'd never acted on them. Why would she? He didn't seem all that interested for all of their joking and flirting. She sighed and kept up her heart rate as she went on her little program. It would only last for about half an hour, but that would be plenty of time.

She was distracted from her workout, however, by curiosity. She watched him fiddle with the body suit fragment and smiled, congratulating him on getting things going again. She chuckled as he told her about his little fear. "You would worry about that," she said with a smile. "I don't see why though. It's not like you're exactly shy," she teased.

"Well I suppose if I were sneaking into your room at night I wouldn't have a problem with this slight, malfunction," Cain said, laughing as he looked at the loose leather now in his hands, still very warm to the touch even after that brief demonstration, "But against people with guns, I'd like to have something more than the ol' Johnson at my disposal to dispatch them. Besides, you can be quite sure of yourself around me as well Roxy." Moving back to the bench, Cain slipped the leather sleeve back into his pack before turning his attention back to Roxy. He would move back to be in front of Roxy, leaning on her machine. He had to look up at her since she was up at a higher level than he, but at least the view was nice from here.

Cain would work out more, but he knew that he shouldn't push himself. He had never been into bulking his body up. In fact, he preferred to be as lean and toned as possible, helping him be as quick in the field as he could be. His muscles were for getting around, not breaking things. And right now, the last thing he needed was a sore body when it came to infiltrating the Madagascar. He reached to the side and set a towel on her elliptical so she can pat down once she finished. Cain found watching her on the machine to be quite entertaining.

Since she had nothing better to watch--and she meant that in the most positive sense possible--Roxy kept her gaze fixed on Cain. She smiled at his joke, chuckling a little and rolling her eyes. She thought over his statement about her being sure of herself. "I guess that's true. But then, I don't have much to be shy about. I mean look at me," she teased, laughing as he came over and stood in front of the machine to do just that.

"So how long is the invisibility thing supposed to last?" She asked, tilting her head at him as he watched. "Maybe you've been sneaking into my room at night anyway and I just don't know about it," she teased.

"Nice smile, great body, fun personality, those child bearing hips, those breasts... yup... I sure can pick em," he said, smiling at her. Not that Cain chose Roxy to join simply by her looks. He was informed not to just pick some hot little number when he went out recruiting. Being one of the younger males on the ship, no doubt it was all on their minds that he would pick some woman with his manhood than his brain. In fact, it almost made choosing Roxy harder. She was so much more talented than he expected, but her good looks would make everyone suspicious.

"Maybe I have. It's too bad you sleep clothed," he joked before continuing, "But no. Remember, it gives off a ton of heat really fast. So its useless if the guards are tracking me by my heat signature. Then again, on a working cargo ship, they'll be putting out so much heat anyways that they could never spot me. It's only good for, say, running down a hall and turning and going invisible. Once the guards pass you, you can back track around that corner and be on your way. It gets too hot in just a few minutes. Not nearly enough time to watch you do whatever it is you like to do to yourself behind those cold steel door of your bunk."

A brief pause as he rubbed his chin, "It'd be easier just to plan a camera and mic in your room, Roxy..."

Roxy chuckled at his words, managing to only blush a little. "Gee, tell me how you really feel," she said, starting into her cool-down mode. It was a pretty short work out, but she'd really only come for the company. She'd been joking before about him sneaking into her room at night, but sometimes she had to wonder if half of the things he said were true. Just another part of his appeal, she supposed. She had to give him points for that rakish sense of humor and the way his smile could go wolfish whenever he wanted it.

"If you want to see that badly you should just tell me. I'll put on a show for you," she said with a wink, slowing down just a little at a time. Knowing that he couldn't really spy on her was a plus, but it had been an off-center way to ask about the capability of the suit. It was her way of keeping things light-hearted... and still centered on them. A few moments later, she was done on the machine, wiping off the very thin sheen of sweat she'd worked up. "Not bad," she said hopping down and stretching a little again.


A 27 years old fit and toned man, with an emphasis on agility rather than bulk. He possesses a playful personality and is confident in his appearance. His sense of humor leans towards the rakish side, and he enjoys engaging in flirtatious banter with Roxy.

Roxy chuckled at his words, managing to only blush a little. "Gee, tell me how you really feel," she said, starting into her cool-down mode. It was a pretty short work out, but she'd really only come for the company. She'd been joking before about him sneaking into her room at night, but sometimes she had to wonder if half of the things he said were true. Just another part of his appeal, she supposed. She had to give him points for that rakish sense of humor and the way his smile could go wolfish whenever he wanted it.

"If you want to see that badly you should just tell me. I'll put on a show for you," she said with a wink, slowing down just a little at a time. Knowing that he couldn't really spy on her was a plus, but it had been an off-center way to ask about the capability of the suit. It was her way of keeping things light-hearted... and still centered on them. A few moments later, she was done on the machine, wiping off the very thin sheen of sweat she'd worked up. "Not bad," she said hopping down and stretching a little again.

"Wow," Cain said, taken back just slightly, "Looks like I've been missing out on some good entertainment. It's a shame to know you've been performing in private." He watched her finish up her routine, padding herself down just a little. Noticing a stray lock of her hair fell near her cheek, he lifted his hand and set it back behind her ear where it belonged. He picked up his bad and slung the strap over his shoulder as he waited for her to collect her things. He took a look around the cargo hold again, wishing it were the good ol' days when they had loads of technology and treasure that he could play with during their free time.

Turning his attention back to Roxy, he picked up her towel and tossed it over his bag. "Shall we?" he said, gesturing to the elevator.


A 14-year-old girl, with a toned and slender body, small but firm breasts, and dyed green hair. She is confident and assertive in her actions, taking the lead in many of their encounters. Her adventurous spirit extends to her sexual explorations with her younger brother Eric. Additionally, she shows a playful side through her cheeky comments and teasing nature. Despite the risky circumstances they're in, she maintains an air of control and even excitement about their secret activities.

"Fuck, yes, fuck me! Fuck me bro! Plow my snatch! Hmmma, fuck yes!" Her body bent forward, clutching her fingers onto the kitchen island, her ass pushed out. Eric was having the time of her life at the moment. Behind her Jessi was standing, his hands holding her, pistoning his juvenile hips forth and back, plowing her sopping wet cunt right in the middle of the kitchen. Eric was still wearing her black Metallica shirt, her skirt pushed up, her panties dangling from one of her legs, her legs spread wide to allow her brother the perfect height and angle to do her.

Eric turned her head, looking at Jessi, giving him a cheeky grin. "Come on bro, fill me up, mum can be back... fuck, yes, any minute." Indeed, their mother had just driven to the supermarket to get something for dinner, and she could indeed be back soon.

Hearing his sister's slutty tone, he pushed Jessi over the edge. With a moan, he buried himself hard inside her, his dick throbbing, as his sticky, hot liquid began spilling deep within her. "You really like it when I finish inside, huh?" He panted into Eric's ear before he began kissing her earlobe; his still twitching member held inside her, keeping his recently spent load from leaking out, and there was a lot of it.

In the week since they left the cabin, this was only the second time the two had managed to find time alone. The other had required that he sneak into Eric's room at three in the morning, when they spent almost the entire time kissing while he slowly pumped in and out to keep any squeaking springs or errant moans from waking their parents. Eric's need had been easily as great as his, as she immediately wrapped her legs tightly around him and didn't let him go until she'd been satisfied. By comparison, this was a quick; hard, and fast, doing everything they could to get each other off in the fifteen or so minutes they had.

With a loud, eager moan, Eric herself came, her body shaking and shivering, her arms trembling, her toes curling on the ground. Her body went stiff, and before she had even calmed down a bit, already Jessi began to whisper into her ear and kiss her earlobe, his cock still inside her, making her feel all warm and good and just sooo awesome. "Hmmmm, yeah, I love it... God, I love it so much, loverboy. We need to do this more often, hmmmm..."

She craned her neck a bit more, twisting her whole body a bit, kissing his face and slinging an arm around him. It wasn't like in her bed had been, this was so much more dirty and lewd and hard, but she loved it. Both actually, but you couldn't really compare them. She still waited for a good opportunity to get another look at the stuff from their aunt they had brought back, now locked inside a box under Jessi's bet behind his old skateboard and some other stuff, very well hidden.

Eric was about to say something else, smirking and grinning lewdly, when the sound of a car could be heard, and without missing a beat, she pushed her brother from her, hastily getting her panties back on. "Fuck, mom's here!"

Jessi quickly put himself away and zipped up his pants. He was disappointed their mother hadn't been gone longer; there were fewer opportunities for him and Eric to have their fun than he'd first expected, and with school starting again tomorrow, there would be even fewer. "Hey, if you want, you can try to sneak into my room later tonight. We might be a wreck in classes, but I'm willing to risk it if you are."

Before Eric could answer, their mother came into the living room door with bags of groceries.

Eric pulled up her panties and straightened her skirt, hoping that none of her brother's tasty cum would leak out of her abused but damn good feeling cunt, sending a small prayer to whoever was willing to listen. At her brother's words, she smirked and nodded. "Sure, sounds good to me. I can't wait to suck you off. Who knows, I might wake you with a blowjob."

She winked at him, giving him a saucy smirk and giggle, just as the door of the household opened and their mother stepped inside, carrying two large paperbags full of groceries, immediately loudly saying, *Kids, help out your poor mom!*

"Coming mom!" shouted Eric back, though she couldn't help but smile at the irony of this statement.

Jessi spent the rest of the evening helping his mother make dinner and getting his things ready for his return to school in the morning before finally going to bed. As eager as he was to see Eric again, he nodded off just before midnight, his headphones still in his ears, music playing.

It was nearly three in the morning when slowly and as silent as possible the door of Jessi's room was opened. Luckily the hinges were well oiled and thus made no sound as Eric tiptoed in and closed the door behind her. With a cheeky grin, she shoved feet after feet into the direction of Jessi's bed, making sure not to make a single sound before carefully climbing onto it. For a moment, she thought what to do, but then she grinned like the cat that ate the canary, and with one quick motion, she slid her nightshirt, an oversized thing with some shitty band-logo she couldn't even pronounce, over her head and then crawled into the darkness of the room under the covers of her brother. A moment later, her tongue darted out and licked his juvenile cock, which she had freed from his pants.

Jessi, being a heavy sleeper, didn't stir as Eric's lips and tongue played along his length, causing him to slowly swell and harden. As his head entered her mouth, Jessi let out a small moan.

In his sleeping mind, the most lewd images began to play out in a series of sexual dreams. Grey fog swirling, half showing, half concealing naked bodies; here the girl who'd been wearing nothing but ribbons in their aunt's video, a vibrator buried between her legs; there a pair of Eric's friends kissing. Then the dream resolved, the fog becoming steam. Jessi found himself standing in a shower, his sister holding him as they kissed, water pouring down across their bodies. As his sleeping mind registered the increasing pleasure coming from his loins, his dreaming eyes turned down. There he saw a shock of deep red hair and milky pale skin that was painted with constellations of freckles.

"Hummmmm... Lizzy," he murmured in his sleep.

The moment Jessi stirred a bit, Eric had already begun to suck, kiss, and lick his delicious juvenile cock up and down, making it wet with her slobber and slowly working her way up the hardened member, beginning at the balls and then kissing her way up. That was when Jessi mumbled something in his sleep, a name, and it wasn't that of Eric. In the silence of the room, only filled with the wet slurping sounds of Eric showering her brother with her adoration, his voice cut clear and was very easy to hear, making Eric perk up. Here she was, waking him softly with a blowjob, and he was dreaming of another girl? Urgh, typical boy. Then again, kinda cute.

Taking this as a challenge, after she rolled her eyes, Eric slipped up a bit further and crawled completely under the covers, her face hovering directly over his loins, a hand now holding his dick. The next moment, she put her lips on the tip of his cock and began to lick over it, slowly going down deeper, slurping and sucking, licking, and massaging with her lips.

The pleasure of Eric's attentions caused Jessi to rise slowly from his dreams, so slowly in fact that he was never sure when the one transitioned into the other. "Huh, wa..." he mumbled in confusion as he saw his blanket moving up and down. With a flip of his arm, the covers he'd been under were flung to the floor, revealing his sister's bobbing head. "Oh, that's nice... MMM... if you keep going like that, I'll be finished in no time," he whispered, as he reached down, and began softly running his fingers through her dyed green hair. "MMM, yeah..."

Eric looked up to her brother while his cock was still in her mouth, slurping and licking, massaging it with her tongue, her eyes now aimed at him and giving him a wink. She pushed her head down once more, nearly swallowing all of his delicious dick, before then slowly rising again and pulling out, smirking at Jessi. She held his hard member with one hand and worked it slowly up and down, straddling it against her face, rubbing the tip against her cheek, slobber and precum smearing her skin. "Hey there lover-boy... nice dreams?" she whispered to him, her Cheshire cat smile telling that she already knew the answer to that.

"Not as good as waking up." Jessi whispered, "So do you want me to help you get undressed, or would you rather just pull your panties to the side, climb up, and ride me until I fill you up again? Or maybe you have something else in mind...", he asked with a smirk. "Most of the stuff is still under my bed, but that one toy I'd hidden in my coat when we were skiing is hidden behind the drawer of my nightstand."

"Way ahead of you, lover-boy," said Eric with a smirk and rose, showing off her toned and slender teenage body in the half darkness of the bedroom, her small but firm and perky breasts illuminated by the light from outside. She had already slid her nightshirt off when climbing into Jessi's bed, and she hadn't even bothered wearing panties when going to bed, thus she was already naked as god had made her. "And riding you sounds good... But now I wanna know what you have hidden. Come on, bro, show me."

She crawled further up on her knees, coming closer to her brother, her knees on the sides of his legs, her hand meanwhile not leaving his hard dick but kept on wanking him off, slowly up and down.

Jessi reached over to his nightstand with one hand, pulling the drawer out, and began to rummage blind. He used it as a kind of catch-all for various nick-nacks; bits of model cars, and plains; head sets that had worn out; old thumb drives his school required for computer class; notebooks; and dozens of other odds and ends. In short, the perfect place to hide the little sex toy, that is, if he could find it in the dark.

After a few moments of furtive searching, his hand came out of the drawer, but in the dark Eric couldn't see what it held. With a twist, a soft hum filled the room, then Jessi reached out, pressing something small, hard, round, and smooth into Eric's mound, just below her navel. Her belly and loins were instantly filled with a firm, steady, purring that caused stirrings deep within her.

Eric was about to make a small joke about Jessi letting her wait, about him needing so much time, when he retracted his hand from the drawer and pulled something out she couldn't make out in the darkness. Then he used it already before she could react, and the fraction of a second later a warm, firm, and oh so great feeling filled her lower body, the firm purring of the small sex toy sending shivers up her spine and letting her gasp, more in surprise than anything else, before she could suppress it. Then she moaned, a deep sensual one but keeping it silent, biting her lower lip. "Hmmmm, that's good... Boys and their toys... haaa... fuck, that's good..."

She bent forward, all but falling down, catching her with her one free hand while the other gripped Jessi's cock firmer, wanking it now, her index finger and thump formed a tight ring around his shaft. She kissed her brother, deeply, a kiss filled with lust and need, then she pulled back. "I wanna feel you... haaa... I wanna get filled by you... hmmmm, yeeeess..."

Jessi kissed Eric back, and when she broke the kiss and started whispering her dirty talk in his ear, he shifted his searching lips to her neck. He also began making small thrusting motions with his hips, causing the tip of his head to brush against her lower lips. The vibrating egg was pressed between them. "Oh I bet you do," he whispered in her ear. "That's why you like being on top so much. When you're on top, I go so deep inside, that when I fill you up it all goes strait into your baby chamber!" Jessi countered with some dirty talk of his own, before he began nibbling and kissing her earlobe.

A small giggle, followed by a moan, and then another giggle, escaped Eric's lips, then she attacked her brother's own earlobes and bit him softly, giggling again. Her body pushed down against him, still working his cock with one hand, it all became a disorganized, hot mess of two young bodies, the sound of the two filling the air. "Hmmmm, you dirty boy... wanna fuck your hot sister, huh? Do you haaaa... wanna bang me, huh?"

Of course she knew the answer to that already and she already climbed on top of him, groaning as the small device he had made her knee shake and her body shiver. Then she straightened herself up, raising her lower body, holding his cock with her hand and aiming it for a lack of a better word, then sinking down on him, immediately her wet folds engulfed him, spearing herself onto his strong young dick. "Haaa... God, this is sooo goood... hmm... we have to be quiet... haaa..."

As Eric sat up, two things happened; Jessi slid deep into her, his tip pressing gently against the opening of her womb, and the vibrating egg that had been pinned between their bodies rolled down, coming to rest against her clit. After a moment, Jessi began rocking his hips, trying to thrust up into his sister as his hands came up and began tweaking her pebble hard nipples. "God, you're so wet! I can feel it leaking down over me!" came his voice in a low panting growl.

For a moment Eric couldn't do anything but to simply remain where she was trying not to gasp and scream too loud, her breathing coming in short bursts, her body shivering, and her eyes were closed, her head thrown back, biting on her lower lip, making sweet cute noises which would be moans of ecstasy if she hadn't suppressed them. Then, slowly, she began to roll her hips, her whole body shaking and shivering on top of Jessi as she slowly began to ride him, sensually moving her hips on top of him. She fell nearly forward, now leaning on her hands, her head above that of Jessi, her hair falling barely above Jessi's face. "God, you're so good... You're so deep... hmm... I can feel you deep inside of me... haaa, hmm... Hmmm... I bet you love doing this to your sister... your slutty fuck-sister... hmmm, god yes... fuck..."


A young boy, around 12 years old, with a developing adolescent physique. He has a daring personality, unafraid of taking risks and pushing boundaries. Despite his youth, Eric exhibits a mature understanding of sexual practices and enjoys exploring this aspect with his older sister. He also is inventive and resourceful as evidenced by hiding sex toys in various places in his room.

"Fuck, yes, fuck me! Fuck me bro! Plow my snatch! Hmmma, fuck yes!" Her body bent forward, clutching her fingers onto the kitchen island, her ass pushed out. Eric was having the time of her life at the moment. Behind her Jessi was standing, his hands holding her, pistoning his juvenile hips forth and back, plowing her sopping wet cunt right in the middle of the kitchen. Eric was still wearing her black Metallica shirt, her skirt pushed up, her panties dangling from one of her legs, her legs spread wide to allow her brother the perfect height and angle to do her.

Eric turned her head, looking at Jessi, giving him a cheeky grin. "Come on bro, fill me up, mum can be back... fuck, yes, any minute." Indeed, their mother had just driven to the supermarket to get something for dinner, and she could indeed be back soon.

Hearing his sister's slutty tone, he pushed Jessi over the edge. With a moan, he buried himself hard inside her, his dick throbbing, as his sticky, hot liquid began spilling deep within her. "You really like it when I finish inside, huh?" He panted into Eric's ear before he began kissing her earlobe; his still twitching member held inside her, keeping his recently spent load from leaking out, and there was a lot of it.

In the week since they left the cabin, this was only the second time the two had managed to find time alone. The other had required that he sneak into Eric's room at three in the morning, when they spent almost the entire time kissing while he slowly pumped in and out to keep any squeaking springs or errant moans from waking their parents. Eric's need had been easily as great as his, as she immediately wrapped her legs tightly around him and didn't let him go until she'd been satisfied. By comparison, this was a quick; hard, and fast, doing everything they could to get each other off in the fifteen or so minutes they had.

With a loud, eager moan, Eric herself came, her body shaking and shivering, her arms trembling, her toes curling on the ground. Her body went stiff, and before she had even calmed down a bit, already Jessi began to whisper into her ear and kiss her earlobe, his cock still inside her, making her feel all warm and good and just sooo awesome. "Hmmmm, yeah, I love it... God, I love it so much, loverboy. We need to do this more often, hmmmm..."

She craned her neck a bit more, twisting her whole body a bit, kissing his face and slinging an arm around him. It wasn't like in her bed had been, this was so much more dirty and lewd and hard, but she loved it. Both actually, but you couldn't really compare them. She still waited for a good opportunity to get another look at the stuff from their aunt they had brought back, now locked inside a box under Jessi's bet behind his old skateboard and some other stuff, very well hidden.

Eric was about to say something else, smirking and grinning lewdly, when the sound of a car could be heard, and without missing a beat, she pushed her brother from her, hastily getting her panties back on. "Fuck, mom's here!"

Jessi quickly put himself away and zipped up his pants. He was disappointed their mother hadn't been gone longer; there were fewer opportunities for him and Eric to have their fun than he'd first expected, and with school starting again tomorrow, there would be even fewer. "Hey, if you want, you can try to sneak into my room later tonight. We might be a wreck in classes, but I'm willing to risk it if you are."

Before Eric could answer, their mother came into the living room door with bags of groceries.

Eric pulled up her panties and straightened her skirt, hoping that none of her brother's tasty cum would leak out of her abused but damn good feeling cunt, sending a small prayer to whoever was willing to listen. At her brother's words, she smirked and nodded. "Sure, sounds good to me. I can't wait to suck you off. Who knows, I might wake you with a blowjob."

She winked at him, giving him a saucy smirk and giggle, just as the door of the household opened and their mother stepped inside, carrying two large paperbags full of groceries, immediately loudly saying, *Kids, help out your poor mom!*

"Coming mom!" shouted Eric back, though she couldn't help but smile at the irony of this statement.

Jessi spent the rest of the evening helping his mother make dinner and getting his things ready for his return to school in the morning before finally going to bed. As eager as he was to see Eric again, he nodded off just before midnight, his headphones still in his ears, music playing.

It was nearly three in the morning when slowly and as silent as possible the door of Jessi's room was opened. Luckily the hinges were well oiled and thus made no sound as Eric tiptoed in and closed the door behind her. With a cheeky grin, she shoved feet after feet into the direction of Jessi's bed, making sure not to make a single sound before carefully climbing onto it. For a moment, she thought what to do, but then she grinned like the cat that ate the canary, and with one quick motion, she slid her nightshirt, an oversized thing with some shitty band-logo she couldn't even pronounce, over her head and then crawled into the darkness of the room under the covers of her brother. A moment later, her tongue darted out and licked his juvenile cock, which she had freed from his pants.

Jessi, being a heavy sleeper, didn't stir as Eric's lips and tongue played along his length, causing him to slowly swell and harden. As his head entered her mouth, Jessi let out a small moan.

In his sleeping mind, the most lewd images began to play out in a series of sexual dreams. Grey fog swirling, half showing, half concealing naked bodies; here the girl who'd been wearing nothing but ribbons in their aunt's video, a vibrator buried between her legs; there a pair of Eric's friends kissing. Then the dream resolved, the fog becoming steam. Jessi found himself standing in a shower, his sister holding him as they kissed, water pouring down across their bodies. As his sleeping mind registered the increasing pleasure coming from his loins, his dreaming eyes turned down. There he saw a shock of deep red hair and milky pale skin that was painted with constellations of freckles.

"Hummmmm... Lizzy," he murmured in his sleep.

The moment Jessi stirred a bit, Eric had already begun to suck, kiss, and lick his delicious juvenile cock up and down, making it wet with her slobber and slowly working her way up the hardened member, beginning at the balls and then kissing her way up. That was when Jessi mumbled something in his sleep, a name, and it wasn't that of Eric. In the silence of the room, only filled with the wet slurping sounds of Eric showering her brother with her adoration, his voice cut clear and was very easy to hear, making Eric perk up. Here she was, waking him softly with a blowjob, and he was dreaming of another girl? Urgh, typical boy. Then again, kinda cute.

Taking this as a challenge, after she rolled her eyes, Eric slipped up a bit further and crawled completely under the covers, her face hovering directly over his loins, a hand now holding his dick. The next moment, she put her lips on the tip of his cock and began to lick over it, slowly going down deeper, slurping and sucking, licking, and massaging with her lips.

The pleasure of Eric's attentions caused Jessi to rise slowly from his dreams, so slowly in fact that he was never sure when the one transitioned into the other. "Huh, wa..." he mumbled in confusion as he saw his blanket moving up and down. With a flip of his arm, the covers he'd been under were flung to the floor, revealing his sister's bobbing head. "Oh, that's nice... MMM... if you keep going like that, I'll be finished in no time," he whispered, as he reached down, and began softly running his fingers through her dyed green hair. "MMM, yeah..."

Eric looked up to her brother while his cock was still in her mouth, slurping and licking, massaging it with her tongue, her eyes now aimed at him and giving him a wink. She pushed her head down once more, nearly swallowing all of his delicious dick, before then slowly rising again and pulling out, smirking at Jessi. She held his hard member with one hand and worked it slowly up and down, straddling it against her face, rubbing the tip against her cheek, slobber and precum smearing her skin. "Hey there lover-boy... nice dreams?" she whispered to him, her Cheshire cat smile telling that she already knew the answer to that.

"Not as good as waking up." Jessi whispered, "So do you want me to help you get undressed, or would you rather just pull your panties to the side, climb up, and ride me until I fill you up again? Or maybe you have something else in mind...", he asked with a smirk. "Most of the stuff is still under my bed, but that one toy I'd hidden in my coat when we were skiing is hidden behind the drawer of my nightstand."

"Way ahead of you, lover-boy," said Eric with a smirk and rose, showing off her toned and slender teenage body in the half darkness of the bedroom, her small but firm and perky breasts illuminated by the light from outside. She had already slid her nightshirt off when climbing into Jessi's bed, and she hadn't even bothered wearing panties when going to bed, thus she was already naked as god had made her. "And riding you sounds good... But now I wanna know what you have hidden. Come on, bro, show me."

She crawled further up on her knees, coming closer to her brother, her knees on the sides of his legs, her hand meanwhile not leaving his hard dick but kept on wanking him off, slowly up and down.

Jessi reached over to his nightstand with one hand, pulling the drawer out, and began to rummage blind. He used it as a kind of catch-all for various nick-nacks; bits of model cars, and plains; head sets that had worn out; old thumb drives his school required for computer class; notebooks; and dozens of other odds and ends. In short, the perfect place to hide the little sex toy, that is, if he could find it in the dark.

After a few moments of furtive searching, his hand came out of the drawer, but in the dark Eric couldn't see what it held. With a twist, a soft hum filled the room, then Jessi reached out, pressing something small, hard, round, and smooth into Eric's mound, just below her navel. Her belly and loins were instantly filled with a firm, steady, purring that caused stirrings deep within her.

Eric was about to make a small joke about Jessi letting her wait, about him needing so much time, when he retracted his hand from the drawer and pulled something out she couldn't make out in the darkness. Then he used it already before she could react, and the fraction of a second later a warm, firm, and oh so great feeling filled her lower body, the firm purring of the small sex toy sending shivers up her spine and letting her gasp, more in surprise than anything else, before she could suppress it. Then she moaned, a deep sensual one but keeping it silent, biting her lower lip. "Hmmmm, that's good... Boys and their toys... haaa... fuck, that's good..."

She bent forward, all but falling down, catching her with her one free hand while the other gripped Jessi's cock firmer, wanking it now, her index finger and thump formed a tight ring around his shaft. She kissed her brother, deeply, a kiss filled with lust and need, then she pulled back. "I wanna feel you... haaa... I wanna get filled by you... hmmmm, yeeeess..."

Jessi kissed Eric back, and when she broke the kiss and started whispering her dirty talk in his ear, he shifted his searching lips to her neck. He also began making small thrusting motions with his hips, causing the tip of his head to brush against her lower lips. The vibrating egg was pressed between them. "Oh I bet you do," he whispered in her ear. "That's why you like being on top so much. When you're on top, I go so deep inside, that when I fill you up it all goes strait into your baby chamber!" Jessi countered with some dirty talk of his own, before he began nibbling and kissing her earlobe.

A small giggle, followed by a moan, and then another giggle, escaped Eric's lips, then she attacked her brother's own earlobes and bit him softly, giggling again. Her body pushed down against him, still working his cock with one hand, it all became a disorganized, hot mess of two young bodies, the sound of the two filling the air. "Hmmmm, you dirty boy... wanna fuck your hot sister, huh? Do you haaaa... wanna bang me, huh?"

Of course she knew the answer to that already and she already climbed on top of him, groaning as the small device he had made her knee shake and her body shiver. Then she straightened herself up, raising her lower body, holding his cock with her hand and aiming it for a lack of a better word, then sinking down on him, immediately her wet folds engulfed him, spearing herself onto his strong young dick. "Haaa... God, this is sooo goood... hmm... we have to be quiet... haaa..."

As Eric sat up, two things happened; Jessi slid deep into her, his tip pressing gently against the opening of her womb, and the vibrating egg that had been pinned between their bodies rolled down, coming to rest against her clit. After a moment, Jessi began rocking his hips, trying to thrust up into his sister as his hands came up and began tweaking her pebble hard nipples. "God, you're so wet! I can feel it leaking down over me!" came his voice in a low panting growl.

For a moment Eric couldn't do anything but to simply remain where she was trying not to gasp and scream too loud, her breathing coming in short bursts, her body shivering, and her eyes were closed, her head thrown back, biting on her lower lip, making sweet cute noises which would be moans of ecstasy if she hadn't suppressed them. Then, slowly, she began to roll her hips, her whole body shaking and shivering on top of Jessi as she slowly began to ride him, sensually moving her hips on top of him. She fell nearly forward, now leaning on her hands, her head above that of Jessi, her hair falling barely above Jessi's face. "God, you're so good... You're so deep... hmm... I can feel you deep inside of me... haaa, hmm... Hmmm... I bet you love doing this to your sister... your slutty fuck-sister... hmmm, god yes... fuck..."

Jessi buried his face in Eric's cleavage and let out a muffled moan. He could feel his swollen glands, swiveling around and pressing against the opening deep inside his sister. As he pulled his head back, he began kissing his way up, starting at her nipples, first one, then the other, before working his way to her neck, then her lips.

"God, you feel so good; I'm getting close," he grunted as he reached her ear once more. "Come on, tell me, tell me what you want, tell me all those dirty, secret desires, and needs of yours!"