Brothers tricked me into letting them watch me fuck a dildo
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Hazel Grace
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incest
“Where do you want me to stand?” I asked Sean.
He gave me an odd look before pinching the bridge of his nose. “Brian, have you told her what today is about? I told you, if I find out you tricked Isa-“
Far from me to come to Brian’s defense on purpose, but this time he kind of was innocent. “He said I needed to model the new dildo? So…”
A quiet “hmm” escaped Sean.
“I’ll take those apologies any time, now, bro,” Brian cackled. “I even remembered to bring the damn thing!” He added, then presented me with a thick fake cock that was hardly realistic, it being all glossy pink, cool and smooth, almost like glass.
But the generous size, the luxurious material and feel of it were not the reasons I now stood aghast, paralyzed and blushing crimson, as the crumpled scented paper Brian had used as makeshift wrapping floated to the floor.
It had finally dawned on me.
They were expecting me to fuck myself on camera. To shove this toy into my pussy and like, moan and pump it in and out, with them, my very own real brothers, in the room. And they would be taking pictures and film me doing all that. And then they were going to upload the edited results over the internet.
And then everyone would see it, from friends, to former school mates, teachers, everyone! Strange men were going to jerk off watching our “ads”.
Fuck.
I didn’t know whether to be turned on or to feel humiliated.
Rendered completely speechless, I managed to force a good-natured laugh from somewhere deep inside me before awkwardly taking my clothes off and stepping into the little staged area Sean had set up for me.
My knees were shaking so badly, I had to sit down. Along with a dose of humiliation and at the same time, thumping adrenaline, I received the pink cock from Brian’s bony fingers.
I was aware that my mouth was hanging half open in shock and I could feel my cheeks burning, a tube of lube in one hand and a sex toy in the other.
“Use as much as you need, we bought several of those,” Sean, ever the professional, said, nodding at the lube. “We need to get as many good shots of the toy in your pussy as we can and it needs to go all the way in and out. Don’t forget to moan and act like you’re having the time of your life. Facial expressions really sell these things.”
“Or just masturbate,” Brian said, sounding like his idea was going to save the day. “Yeah. Pretend we are not here and touch your pussy. We won’t make a sound to disturb your, erm, creative flow.”
“Brian!”
“What?”
“Don’t tell me to do that. I’m your sister, it’s bad enough I am here, naked like this. I can’t masturbate while you watch.”
Sean coughed. “You are currently a model under contract, actually. You do need to do this shooting and we do need to sell our products. Brian is actually not wrong and I think the photos will come out better if you’re actually turned on.”
I was at a loss for words.
“Do you need-”
“Privacy, yes!”
“-a helping hand?”
Sean and I spoke at the same time.
“Helping hand?”
“I can come finger you. It’s no big deal, I’ve done it for many of my nude models, to get them to feel more comfortable naked. I can make you cum, too, if you want, and then you’ll definitely have no trouble getting the product in your pussy.”
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He gave me an odd look before pinching the bridge of his nose. “Brian, have you told her what today is about? I told you, if I find out you tricked Isa-“
Far from me to come to Brian’s defense on purpose, but this time he kind of was innocent. “He said I needed to model the new dildo? So…”
A quiet “hmm” escaped Sean.
“I’ll take those apologies any time, now, bro,” Brian cackled. “I even remembered to bring the damn thing!” He added, then presented me with a thick fake cock that was hardly realistic, it being all glossy pink, cool and smooth, almost like glass.
But the generous size, the luxurious material and feel of it were not the reasons I now stood aghast, paralyzed and blushing crimson, as the crumpled scented paper Brian had used as makeshift wrapping floated to the floor.
It had finally dawned on me.
They were expecting me to fuck myself on camera. To shove this toy into my pussy and like, moan and pump it in and out, with them, my very own real brothers, in the room. And they would be taking pictures and film me doing all that. And then they were going to upload the edited results over the internet.
And then everyone would see it, from friends, to former school mates, teachers, everyone! Strange men were going to jerk off watching our “ads”.
Fuck.
I didn’t know whether to be turned on or to feel humiliated.
Rendered completely speechless, I managed to force a good-natured laugh from somewhere deep inside me before awkwardly taking my clothes off and stepping into the little staged area Sean had set up for me.
My knees were shaking so badly, I had to sit down. Along with a dose of humiliation and at the same time, thumping adrenaline, I received the pink cock from Brian’s bony fingers.
I was aware that my mouth was hanging half open in shock and I could feel my cheeks burning, a tube of lube in one hand and a sex toy in the other.
“Use as much as you need, we bought several of those,” Sean, ever the professional, said, nodding at the lube. “We need to get as many good shots of the toy in your pussy as we can and it needs to go all the way in and out. Don’t forget to moan and act like you’re having the time of your life. Facial expressions really sell these things.”
“Or just masturbate,” Brian said, sounding like his idea was going to save the day. “Yeah. Pretend we are not here and touch your pussy. We won’t make a sound to disturb your, erm, creative flow.”
“Brian!”
“What?”
“Don’t tell me to do that. I’m your sister, it’s bad enough I am here, naked like this. I can’t masturbate while you watch.”
Sean coughed. “You are currently a model under contract, actually. You do need to do this shooting and we do need to sell our products. Brian is actually not wrong and I think the photos will come out better if you’re actually turned on.”
I was at a loss for words.
“Do you need-”
“Privacy, yes!”
“-a helping hand?”
Sean and I spoke at the same time.
“Helping hand?”
“I can come finger you. It’s no big deal, I’ve done it for many of my nude models, to get them to feel more comfortable naked. I can make you cum, too, if you want, and then you’ll definitely have no trouble getting the product in your pussy.”
***
Full story here:
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1113582
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