The Model Sister

Chapter One

“Goddamn, Kenny, you’re really going to make a porno?” Danny asked excitedly. “Can I be in it?”

“Hell no!” He grimaced as he struggled to unfold the six-foot-tall set of white panels. “Why would I want to see that little thing?”

“Ask your mom if it’s little,” Danny laughed.

“Funny. Now how about you get over here and help me unfold these things instead of acting like an asshole?”

“Jeez, lighten up will you?” Danny grabbed the back panel and pulled it out while Kenny held the other. “Going to be getting laid on camera, and you’re all serious.”

“First of all, it’s not porn, it’s an erotic photoshoot.” He pulled his end around the foot of his bed which they’d moved to the middle of his bedroom. “Bend your end around the foot of the bed.”

“What’s the difference?” Danny did as he asked, then flipped the metal brackets on the back, locking them into place. “You’re going to have an escort over here to strip and get all sexy for you. Not telling me you’re not going to fuck her.”

Kenny stepped over to the other side of the bed where his Nikon was set up on a tripod.

“She’s not an escort, she’s model,” he insisted.

“Can I see a picture of her?”

“Yeah, why not?” He tried to sound casual but couldn’t pull his phone out of his pocket fast enough.

He pulled up her page on the RI Models website and handed the phone to Danny.

“Jenna Styles?” he laughed. “Sounds like a pornstar to me.” He shook his head. “Goddamn, look at her!”

Kenny smiled as he watched Danny scroll through dozen photos that he’d pretty much memorized at this point. Jenna, a tall busty blue eyed blonde, was absolute perfection, and it showed in her photos which ranged from an elegant evening gown, to a naughty schoolgirl outfit and lingerie.

“Available for erotic shoots.” Danny read part of her description. “I am as playful as I am professional and will pose semi-nude. For an additional fee I am willing to engage in photos portraying simulated sex. I am not an escort or sex worker, so please be professional and a gentleman. Modeling is a career, and to many, art. It’s not pornography.”

“Bro, you’re really paying this girl $250 and you’re not getting laid?”

“I told you, it’s for class. I’m not looking to hook up.”

“You’re going to want to after you spend an hour taking pictures of that fine piece of ass.” He handed his phone back to him. “Seriously, I bet she puts out, that last line is to stay out of trouble with the cops.”

“If I wanted a hooker I could have gotten one, but this isn’t for fun, Danny, it’s a third of my grade. I need a woman who knows how to pose and love the camera.”

“Screw the camera, I’d pay her to love something else.”

“Because you’re still fourteen up here.” He tapped his head, then pointed between his legs, “And down there.”

“Don’t act like you’re not going to get all horned out taking those pictures.”

“I didn’t say that,” he laughed. “But this isn’t about sex, just sexy pictures.”

“That’s a lot of money though. You could find someone cheaper. What about a girl at school, there any girls in your class?”

“Hey, want to come over my house and let me take pictures of you in lingerie, maybe topless so I can show them to my photography teacher and the class? Yeah, that will work.”

He walked over to the tripod that held his Nikon, and stepping behind it, peered through the lens, and adjusted it so the entire bed was visible for when needed a wide angle shot.

“But like I said, I need someone who knows how to pose and smile and act natural. Plus, this is her job so she’s fine with it being shared for my project. Its advertising for her.”

“Then why are you paying so much?”

“Trust me, that price is a deal for what she’s going to do, she’s giving me a break because I mentioned RISD and her brother went there three years ago. She’s even going to post some of the pictures on her profile and credit me. Other models who are looking at her page might hire me to shoot them.”

“That would be hot! Taking pics of sexy girls and getting paid!” Danny whistled. “I need to get a camera.”

“Only if you can take pictures one handed, perv boy,” Kenny joked.

“Where’d you get that kind of money anyway?”

“My parents gave me the hundred dollar fee to rent a studio for an hour, but seeing they’re away for a friend’s wedding, I’m doing it here so I kept that and the rest I’ve been saving the last couple of months.”

“What about your sister? I know she’s a little spacey, but she’s okay with you bringing some girl up here to strip and roll around on your bed?”

“Josie’s working tomorrow. I did tell her I’m having someone over to take pics, she doesn’t care.”

“Probably too stoned to care,” Danny pointed out. “Girl’s a damn pothead.”

“She doesn’t smoke that much,” Kenny defended his younger sister. “She’s just kind of out there in general. She’s got that whole flower child thing going.”

“Yeah, too bad she dresses like a hippie, bet she’d be really cute if she tried.”

“Bet she cares you think what she looks like,” He rolled his eyes. “What is it with you and my sister? She’s two years younger than you, and…” he stared at him pointedly. “She’s my little sister.”

“Little sis is 18, bro,” Danny grinned seeing he’d gotten under his skin yet again on the subject. “She’s a woman now.”

“Then maybe when you become a man that will matter,” Kenny quipped. “Besides, I don’t think my sister has any interest in seeing anyone. She dumped Jim a few months ago and as far as I know hasn’t met anyone else.”

“Think she’s into girls? A lot of those free love types go both ways.”

“Thanks for helping me get these things in the house and set them up.” Kenny ignored that last remark and indicated the panels which he’d found for $100 on Craig’s list two days ago, a deal, but his bank account was close to zero after he took out the money to give to Jenna tomorrow.

“Wonder what she has going on under those weird dresses and baggy ass clothes she wears.” He gestured to Kenny. “You live with her; you must have seen her in shorts or a shirt that fits. She have an actual body, or she really skinny or something?”

“Knock it off,” he knew Danny was teasing, but he was on edge about tomorrow. The shoot would be a big part of this semester’s grade, and he was taking a risk going with an erotic theme, but he wanted to do something bold and different.

“Just kidding around, man, ease up.” Danny told him.

“No, you’re always saying things like that, and you try to talk to her whenever you see her here and she told me you stop by Subway when she’s working.”

“Maybe I just like to ask if she still has the five dollar footlongs.” He laughed. “Remember that commercial?” he stopped l when he saw him scowl.

“Okay, sorry,” he shrugged. “I know she’s your sister, and she’s kind of in her own little world, but there’s something about her. Maybe I’m a sucker for hippie tomboys.”

“You’re digging a deeper hole.”

“Only under your skin,” Danny smirked. “I just like to bust your chops, man. Besides, she’s so into that sixties shit I bet she doesn’t even shave her pits,” he scrunched his face up. “Or shower. Her hairs always kind of a mess so maybe…”

“Bye, Dan, thanks again.”

“No problem, that’s what friends are for.” Danny waved his hand. “Back to this photo thing. I still don’t think you’re being honest. You must be getting something out of this other than a grade.”

“Maybe,” he admitted. “I’ll tell you if you promise to lay off the sister cracks.”

“Promise, no more wondering if your sister has a body or if she’s a stick figure.”

“I plan on being in a few of the pics myself.”

“You?”

“I told you this is an erotic theme. I’m going to get some shots of her posing with me,” he winked. “Topless hopefully.”

“I knew it! That’s more like it, Mister this is professional.”

“In fact,” he figured he’d really get him going. “I was thinking of a couple of her between my legs, maybe with her tongue out. She said she’ll do simulated sex.”

“That’s the only kind you have anyway, so you should be fine.” Danny clapped his hands at his own burn.

“Rather have it with myself than the skanks you date,” Kenny retorted. “I figure I’ll have a little fun while staying in line with what I asked for.” He lifted his arms and did a quick flex. “I think I can pull it off.”

“Yeah, you’re a real stud. Thought you wanted a pro, why not hire a guy to pose with her?”

“Because I can’t afford it and this way I can get a cheap little thrill I guess. Besides, I take so many pictures of people, I wonder sometimes how I’d be on the other end of the lens.”

“Lame as you are no matter where you are.”

Kenny’s reply was cut off by a soft knock on his bedroom door.

“Hey, Kenny,” Josie called out. “Can I come in?”

“Sure can!” Danny replied with a smirk in his direction.

Josie entered the room, and as always looked as she’d just fallen out of bed. Her long, dark, naturally curly hair was loosely piled on top of her head, held there by several small purple clips. Long strands of it hung in her face and on either side of it, partially obscuring her wide brown eyes.

Josie wore no make-up, and proving Danny’s point her mode of dress couldn’t be more unflattering. The yellow flower printed blouse was loose enough to fit another person in there with her, and the wide voluminous sleeves were too long, covering her hands and leaving only her fingers visible.

The slacks were just as bad, bright orange bell bottoms so shapeless people simply had to assume she had legs in there somewhere. The cuffs flowed out over her feet leaving them invisible until she walked over to him.

She wore yellow flipflops with a purple butterfly mounted to the strap between her toes. In keeping with her absence of make-up, her fingers and toes weren’t painted, although her nails did have some length, but she kept them plain.

Kenny gave her credit. Most girls would be embarrassed to be seen in public without their hair and face done and dressed decent. But not his little sister. Josie gave zero fucks about what people thought about her.

He wondered if it even occurred to her what people said or how they looked at her. Danny wasn’t wrong when he’d described her as spacy. Josie seemed oblivious to everything around her, and she spoke slowly. Her voice had a smoky quality to it which could be described as sexy, but she always sounded distant, as if she weren’t really interested in the conversation.

Josie did smoke more than her share of weed, but her personality in general was as Danny had said kind of spacey. At this point Kenny was convinced his parents knew she smoked, but seeing she never did it, or kept it, in the house they let it slide.

Well, she didn’t do it in the house when their parents were home, he’d smelled it in the hall at seven this morning when he was heading to the bathroom. Then again, according to his folks Josie was a lot like mom when she was younger, and a self-proclaimed “Love child”. So maybe that’s why they didn’t care about her mode of dress or coming home smelling like pot.

Josie was also a straight A student, had held her part time job at Subway for two years and paid for her own insurance. In that sense she was a bit of a paradox, the look and mellow disposition of a burn out, but more responsible than a lot of kids her age.

His sister also possessed a sweet disposition and the one feature she couldn’t hide or diminish was a huge and genuine smile that always touched her eyes and tended to make people around her smile with her.

Josie would help anyone who needed it, including Kenny whenever he needed a favor of any kind including borrowing money in between his pay checks from Walgreens because unlike him, she knew how to save money.

His sister was ‘good people’ as his dad would put it, and it was why he’d always taken exception to anyone who mocked her throwback look or made fun of her as being ‘special’ because of her slow way of speaking and tendency to zone out.

“Hey, Josie,” Danny greeted her. “I bet you’re hot under all those clothes.”

Kenny wanted to smack him but settled for shooting him a look.

“No, the fabric’s thin, I made this outfit myself.”

“It shows.”

“Danny was just leaving.” Kenny informed him.

“How you doing with the design thing?” Danny kept talking. “Sell anything?”

“I sell some of my bead jewelry, but none of my dresses yet, but it’s okay, I do it for fun more than money.”

“You should make things most girls would wear. You know, short dresses, things that show they have a body?”

“There’s a ton of that out there. My stuff is for women who don’t care about anything but what they like.”

“Hey, its rude not to share you know.” Danny put his hand out.

“Share what?” Josie asked, her eyes growing wider, causing Kenny to notice they were red.

“What you’ve been smoking to sound stoned out of your mind.” Danny snapped his fingers. “Oh, wait, you always sound like that don’t you?”

“Bye Danny.” Kenny shoved him in the back.

“I guess,” Josie didn’t seem offended. “Kenny, can you help me for a few minutes”

“Maybe I can help?” Danny offered with a grin.

“Kenny said you were leaving.”

“He is.” Kenny leaned close and whispered. “Get out of here before I smack you for being a dick to my sister.”

“Hey, yeah, have to run.” Danny nodded. “Good luck tomorrow, bro. Make sure you get your money’s worth.”

He walked past Josie and paused to sniff loudly. “Damn, girl, I could get a contact just standing next to you.”

He waved at Kenny over his shoulder and left the room, seeing himself out as he had been since they’d first become friends in middle school.

“What are you getting your money’s worth from?” Josie asked. “What are these partitions for around your bed?”

“I told you I have my shoot tomorrow. Doing it here to save money on the studio.”

“Thought mom and dad gave you money for that.”

“Yeah, they did, but I spent it on these and paying for the model.”

“Oh,” Josie looked at his bed. “You’re paying a girl to take pictures on your bed?”

“Its kind of a racy shoot.” Kenny said evasively.

“Mom and dad don’t know you’re doing it here, do they?”

“No. You’re not going to tell are you?”

“Tell them what?”

“That’s my cool little sis!” Kenny put his hand on her shoulder.

“No, seriously, tell them what?” She cocked her head and looked up at him from under her unkempt hair.

“Wow, how much did you smoke?”

Josie giggled. “I’m kidding, I’m not that bad.”

“Okay, sometimes its hard to tell.” He hesitated. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.” Josie walked over to his camera and peered through the lens.

“Do you really not know when Danny or other people are making fun of you, or you just ignore them?”

“I know, I don’t care.” Josie turned to face him. “They make them look bad, not me, is how I see it.”

“Never thought of it like that. But I’m sorry Danny was a jerk just now.”

“You don’t have to be,” she smiled. “You always stick up for me, don’t you?”

“I try.”

“Its nice, but you don’t have to. People like that don’t matter. People like us do.”

“Like us?” Kenny raised his eyebrows

“People who care about each other and help each other matter. Mean selfish people don’t.”

“Got it, you should look into writing fortune cookies or inspirational slogans.” He laughed. “You said you needed help?”

“I made some new bracelets last night. Can you take pictures and send them to me so I can add them to my Etsy store?”

“Of course,” he plucked the Nikon from the tripod. “I’ll do it right now.”

She gave him one of her huge smiles. “You’re an awesome big brother.”

“Thanks, you’re an okay sister so it works out.”

“I’m only okay?”

“Yeah, I mean, you are my little sister, I have to kind of pretend you’re a pain in the ass.”

“Too bad I’m just okay,” Josie sighed. “Seeing mom and dad are gone for the weekend I bought a bag and was going to share. But being as I’m only o…”

“Okay?” Kenny put his arm around her shoulders. “Did I say that? I meant to say best sister ever!”

“Then I guess I can share, but only because you take the best pictures.”

“A picture is only as good as its subject, sis.” He told her as they left his room and he followed her down the hall to hers.

“Never thought of it like that,” she replied as she drifted slowly in front him, as always moving as if she were in another world.

“Its true, pretty things make pretty pictures.”

And tomorrow he should be taking some damn pretty pictures.

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Chapter 2

Kenny stood in front of the bathroom mirror. He wasn’t busting Danny’s balls; he did plan on being in a few of the shots. It would add a lot of heat if he got pics of Jenna up against him or maybe straddling him on his bed.

For that position he’d get a pic from the side with the Nikon on the tripod, but also use his second camera, the Cannon Rebel his parents had bought him for his birthday, for a POV angle. He was hoping for a couple of sexy shots of her leaning over him with her tongue out either just over his stomach, or even better, his crotch.

That was if he could get himself to ask for what he wanted. Now that he was only hours away from the shoot, he was getting nervous. Jenna was a pro who had a few magazine credits and a swimsuit catalog on her resume and was accustomed to working with people who knew what they were doing.

Except for taking pictures at local sporting events, Kenny’s only experience with people were just shots of family, friends, and kids at school. He had no real idea how to direct a model, let alone for an adult themed shoot.

Maybe he was no better than Danny and had been thinking with the wrong head when he came up with the idea of an erotic project. Could he ask Jenna to take her top off? If he could manage that would he be able to ask her to get into some intimate poses with him? In addition to wondering if he could ask for what he needed, he worried about how he’d look to her.

Jenna could easily think he was just an immature kid looking for a cheap thrill if he wanted anything beyond just shots of her by herself. Inserting himself into the shoot now seemed unprofessional and pervy.

But he couldn’t afford a male model, and its not like he knew anyone. He took a deep breath telling himself one thing at a time. His hope was that once he started he would quickly get over seeing a hot scantily clad woman on his bed and turn into a professional photographer who wouldn’t act like a flustered boy when presented with a sexy subject.

“Better get a grip hotshot,” he mumbled to his reflection. “She’s going to be here at noon.”

He titled his chin and moved his head side to side, making sure he didn’t miss a spot shaving. Kenny considered himself a decent looking guy. Unlike Josie who took after their mother with her dark curly hair and big doe eyes, Kenny had his father’s looks.

Deep blue eyes and short blonde hair he used some gel in to give it a tousled look, coupled with high cheekbones and a strong jaw, gave him what he felt was a ruggedly handsome look. He’d made the mistake of saying that to his mother who insisted he was more pretty than rugged.

But he had generally done okay with girls so whatever way best described him didn’t matter much. Kenny’s last girlfriend Laurie had decided some jerk off on URI’s football team was a better option and dumped him three months ago.

Since then he’d been busy with work, school, and trying to get gigs, both paying and nonpaying, to work on his photography, and hadn’t had anytime to date. That wasn’t going to help him when Jenna showed up and started stripping down.

It would be a true sign of being an amateur, and a kid, if he ended up hard, but he couldn’t see how he wouldn’t. He consoled himself by thinking if he were noticeably aroused in any of the pictures it would add authenticity.

Kenny wasn’t sure how undressed he’d get. He figured shirtless in the pair of black shorts he’d tossed on out of the shower would work. He didn’t play any sports but hit the gym three times a week and his arms and chest were well defined and his stomach hard and flat.

He didn’t think it was cocky to feel he wouldn’t embarrass himself physically in the pictures. It was his maturity and ability to not seem like a nervous young boy that had him worried. But as the expression went you didn’t know until you tried

Kenny donned the black t-shirt he’d brought in with him and headed back to his room. He heard music playing softly as he passed Josie’s room. His nostrils flared at the pungent scent of pot. Damn, she did smoke a lot.

Her Saturday shift was eleven to six, so she’d be gone an hour before Jenna got here. He entered his room and after spraying some Wings cologne on, he set up the three tall standing lights that would be focused on the bed.

He’d just gotten the last one in position when his cell rang at his hip. He grabbed it, answering without looking.

“Yeah, hello?”

“Is this Kenny?” a woman’s voice.

“Yes! Jenna?”

“I tried to call you a half hour ago, but you didn’t answer.”

“Sorry, was in the shower. We still on for noon?”

“Um, that’s the thing.”

“Thing?” His stomach tightened. “What do you mean thing? What kind of thing?”

“The kind of thing that has me at the hospital.”

“Hospital,” he repeated numbly.

“I went for a run this morning, and my ankle turned. It’s not broken, but it’s a bad sprain.”

“You’re cancelling.” He closed his eyes. How could this be happening?

“Can’t do a shoot on one leg, plus I fell and have a big scrape on my forehead. Kind of a mess right now. I’m really sorry to do this with short notice.”

“Yeah, what am I going to do now?” he was talking more to himself than her. “Wait, do you know any other models? Maybe you could call them?”

“Not really, not that could do anything on short notice. Maybe you could go to the site?”

“I’ll try, guess it’s the only thing I can do.”

“I am sorry, I know you said this was for school, and I could have really used the money. Maybe you can tell your teacher what happened? Get an extension? I’m sure I’ll be okay by next weekend.”

“It’s due Monday and I don’t know,” he rubbed at his eyes with his free hand. “Hope you feel better.”

He ended the call without waiting her to reply. What the fuck was he going to do? He could e-mail Mr. Bradley and tell him the truth, but then he’d hear how he had three weeks to do this and why did he wait until the Saturday before to work on it?

Kenny had needed the time to find the right model and come up with the money, but Bradley was a notorious hard ass that several other students at RISD had warned him about. He wasn’t going to cut him any slack.

“Fuck!” he swore aloud.

He looked over at his laptop where it sat open on his desk. He doubted any models would see his request right away on a Saturday, and who knew if any would bite? Most of them only took professional gigs, Jenna had been willing to work with him because of where he’d gone to school and to help give him a start.

His eyes narrowed at Danny’s insistence he was going to get laid. There were escort services. For the $250 he was offering Jenna he was sure he could get someone for an hour, maybe more seeing he wasn’t look for sex. It would be easy money for them. It wasn’t like he was looking for sex, it would be easy money.

If they were escorts they’d have to be attractive. But he doubted they would be willing to have their face on camera, let alone know it was going to be shown to others. Plus, as he’d told Danny, just because someone was hot didn’t mean they could model.

Kenny looked at his phone; 9:30. He could do later than noon, his parents weren’t coming home until tomorrow afternoon, but it would have to be today. It would take him hours to choose which pictures he wanted, then edit them, print than, and lay them out in order which is what he’d planned to do tomorrow.

He had to figure something out today or he was…

“Fucked!” He yelled, tossing his phone onto the bed so he wouldn’t smash it. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

“Hey, you okay in there?” Josie yelled from the hallway.

“Fine!” he snapped. “Just fucking peachy!”

He heard the door open behind him.

“What’s the matter?”

“What’s the matter is the girl for the shoot just called and cancelled.” He turned to see Josie had come into the room. “I’m fucked.”

“Hold on,” she put her hand up. “I’m sure you have time to find someone else.”

“It’s due Monday,” Kenny groused.

“Wow, why did you wait until the last minute?”

“Because I’m a fucking idiot, that’s why!” he shouted. “That a good enough reason?”

“You don’t have to get mad at me.” Josie said softly. “It’s not my fault.”

“You’re right,” he rubbed his temples with his fingers. “I’m sorry, it’s just that this is a big part of my grade.”

“You might be able to find someone by tomorrow, no?”

“I need time to get it ready. I should have done it sooner, but I had to get the money for her, the lights, I bought the white screens, plus the only day this week she was around was today. I didn’t think I needed a backup plan.

“Just tell your teacher, they might give you a few days.”

“He’s a royal pain in the ass. He lives to flunk people from what I hear.” He sat on the edge of the bed. “And he told me there was no way a guy my age could pull off an erotic shoot, so he’s looking for me to screw up. I ask for time he’ll think I just got cold feet.”

“That sucks.” Josie shuffled over and sat next to him. “But you have all day, I’m sure you can find another girl. You’re paying right?”

“Yeah, but I need someone who has experience, and is willing to do this kind of shoot.”

“Plenty of models online,” Josie told him. “Want me to help you look? We’ll split the sites and I can tell you if I see anyone that could work.”

“You have to go to work.”

“I have some time, and if I need to, I’ll call Lynn. She’s always looking for extra hours, she’ll take my shift.”

‘You don’t have to blow off work for me, sis.”

“Hey, this is important to you, and I want to help.”

“You’re awesome, Josie, but don’t worry about it.”

“I worry about you. This class is important, and you said it’ll hurt your grade. Let me help.”

“I don’t know. I looked for a while before I found Jenna, and now we’re talking same day notice.”

“Most people will drop what they’re doing to make some money.”

“They have to drop more than what they’re doing.”

“Huh?” Josie blinked. “What do you mean?”

“I need a model whose okay with some racy pics.”

“Like lingerie?”

“Yeah, but then…topless.” He averted his eyes. “This is awkward.”

“You’re taking dirty pictures?”

“It’s art, the female body is beautiful.”

“More beautiful in Victoria secret and with their boobs out though, right?”

“It’s erotic, and erotic can be art too.”

“Porn hub isn’t art.” Josie grinned.

“First, why are you on Pornhub, second…why are you on Pornhub?”

“I’m 18, and I was never on there before I turned 18, nope,”

“Great.”

“Hey. I know you see me as little sis, but I am a woman.”

“You’re 18, you’re still a girl.”

“But at 20 you think you’re a man?” she scoffed.

“Josie, I don’t want to get into this. But no, it’s not like Pornhub. I’m not having sex with her, it’s just sexy poses and maybe some suggestive shots.”

“Suggesting what?”

“Sex, okay? You know like something softcore. Positions, but you know, clothes on.”

“You said topless, and who are they being suggestive with? You have a guy coming too?”

“No, and just let it go.”

“Oh my god!” she clapped her hands. “You’re going to pose with her? That’s funny!”

“Why is it funny?”

“Okay, maybe not funny, more like creepy. Paying a girl to get on your bed with you and like what? Dry hump your leg?”

“Hey, watch your mouth!” Kenny scowled at her.

“I said hump, not fuck, and for the last time I am an adult.”

“Fine, you’re all growed up now.” He rolled his eyes. “My problem is a lot of models won’t do that kind of work unless it’s through a legit agency or studio.”

“Money is money.”

“Think about it, how do they know I’m not a psycho and it’s a set up?”

“How did you set it up with the girl you had?”

“I gave her my name and address a week ago, she had time to ride by or look me up, and I told her where I went to school and the name of my teacher if she wanted to see if it was a real project. No time for that now.”

“I’ll stay here so they’re not alone with you,” she suggested.

“Hey, my little sister is here to protect you. Course she might be a killer too.”

“No need to be a jerk.”

“Aside from that they don’t want their face just anywhere and they have legal recourse with an agency or business. I could be doing this just for cheap thrills and to plaster all over the net. Jenna was willing to cut me a break because her older brother took a few of the classes I am. She knows this is an assignment and it’s hard for a kid like me to land real talent.”

“Then you just have to find someone like her. Let’s start looking.”

“Know what, sis? I appreciate it, but I’m going to call it a loss. I’m not finding anyone on this short notice, not that’s willing to do what I ask out of my damn house.”

“What about someone you know? There’s a lot of cute girls where you go to school and I bet they could use some extra money.”

“Hey, come to my house and get naked while I take pictures? I’d get hosed with pepper spray or someone’s boyfriend would show up to beat my ass.”

He put his elbows on his knees, his chin in his hands.

“I’m just flat out screwed here.”

“I hate to see you so bummed out.” Josie put her arm around him. “Don’t like seeing you quit either.”

“It’s my own fault for waiting and for coming up with this idea in the first place.”

“But your grade!”

“It’s okay, sis. Nothing I can do but show up empty handed and with an excuse.”

“Don’t give up yet,” she squeezed his shoulder. “Let’s keep thinking.”

“I admire the effort, but nothing you can do. Me either at this point.”

“Wait a minute,” Josie slid her arm from around his shoulders and turned on the bed to face him. “What about me?”

“What about you?”

“I could do it!” She exclaimed excitedly. “I can pose for the pictures.”

“Um, hard no, sis.”

“Why not?”

“Because, well,” he paused as he stared at her.

Dressed in Spongebob pajama pants and an old grey Patriots hoodie with the hood pulled up over her head, her hair sticking out around her face, was a typical Josie look, and nothing remotely resembling what he needed.

“Well, what?”

“You’re not exactly qualified.”

“Hey, what’s that supposed to mean?” Josie demanded indignantly. “You saying I’m ugly?”

“Not at all, but you’re not a model.”

“I can be pretty if I want to be.”

“Sis, you’re adorable, but I need hot, and,” he raised his finger to cut her off. “Let’s remember one important detail. You’re my damn sister.”

“But I’m a girl.”

“Josie, were you listening to what I was saying? I need a woman in revealing lingerie who is going to get her sexy on for the camera.”

“I could be sexy.”

“I don’t want to see you be sexy. Plus, I wanted some topless shots.”

“You wanted them; you don’t need them. Just take some pictures of me posing on the bed, and that’s it.”

“Not what I wanted.”

“But better than nothing.”

“You’re my kid sister, I don’t want to see you like that. Besides, you think you could do that in front of me?”

“I know I’ll do anything to help you, and that’s what I’ll be thinking, I’m just helping you.”

“I love you, sis.” He kissed her forehead. “An A for effort, but you aren’t modeling for me.”

“Because I’m your sister or because you don’t think I’m hot enough?”

“Mostly the former, but no offense, Josie, you’re the girl next door, not the smoking hot look I need.”

“You don’t know that. You only see me like this.”

“You only dress like that. Going to tell me you have silky sexy things in your closet you wear when no one’s home?”

“I have a couple fun things from when I was dating Jimmy.”

“Oh, ugh.” Kenny slapped his forehead.

“I have had sex you know,” she puffed herself up. “Not just with Jimmy either, and know what?”

“They needed a GPS to find you under there?”

“No, jerk, they were pretty happy with what I have to offer.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “Really happy. Like couldn’t get enough happy”

“Stop!” Kenny groaned. “Please stop. I’m sorry I made that crack, but come on, Josie, this is crazy.”

“Wanting to help you is crazy? After all you help me with?”

“Wanting to help is great, I love you for it. But you prancing around in something slinky is not anything I need to see.”

“But if its art, and something you want to do for a living, you should learn to be professional and focus on me as a model, not your sister.”

“Hmm,” he pursed his lips in thought. “Decent point there. I was worried I’d be ogling Jenna so much I wouldn’t be able to concentrate. Wouldn’t have that problem with you,” he sighed. “With you it would be the opposite, I’d be forcing myself to look.”

“Thanks,” she grunted. “But it’s mostly about a grade.”

“And that!” He snapped his fingers. “You know my teacher has to see the pics and he may show a few to the class.”

“So? None of them have met me right?”

“No, I don’t hang around with any of the kids in that class.”

“And you get the pictures back after he grades you, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Then no big deal,” she told him. “If I don’t care, you shouldn’t.” she giggled. “Trust me, no one would recognize me like that. I bet you wouldn’t know me if I got all girlie for you.”

“I’ll take your word for it,” he sighed. “You better get going or you’ll be late for work.”

“What are you going to do?”

“Take all this stuff down, move my bed back to the corner, then lay here and sulk I guess.”

“Kenny, listen to me. You have two choices. You can be a quitter, get a shitty grade then explain to mom and dad why you got that grade, the one they gave you some money to help out with.

“Crap I didn’t think of that.”

“Or you can let me help you. I’m not a model, and maybe I’m not the sexiest girl around, but I’m willing to try and you have a chance of getting at least a C and that’s better than failing because you didn’t try.”

“True, but sis, it’s too damn weird.”

“How about this,” Josie wasn’t taking no for an answer. “We start, and if either of us feels uncomfortable or creeped out, we stop.”

“I don’t know.”

“Please let me help you? You’d do anything for me, I know you would.”

“Okay,” he caved. “But like you said, it’s too awkward, we stop.”

“Promise.”

“Alright well head to work. Jenna picked noon because she had something else scheduled later in the day. We can always do it later.”

“Nope, I’ll get Lisa to cover my shift. We’re going to do it early so you have a lot of time to put it together, and so you can’t back out on me.”

“Josie, are you sure about this?”

“I’m going to shower and run a couple errands. You be ready for one o’clock, okay mister photographer?” She gave him one of her big Josie smiles.

“Sure,” he forced himself to return the smile. “I can’t believe we’re going to do this.”

“You’re right,” her smile turned sly. “You’re not going to believe it.”

Chapter 3

Kenny rubbed at his eyes and forced himself to keep searching. He was now on craigslist looking under ‘gigs’ and had found quite a few local models looking for paid work. He clicked on the browser open to his G-Mail, but as had been the case the other two dozen times he’d looked in the last hour, no one was getting back to him.

The closest he’d gotten was the first CL ad he’d replied to where he’d-as he had with all of them- left his number. She texted him within five minutes which had gotten his hopes up. He said what he needed, and she responded with two pics of her in a black lingerie set.

She was damn hot and willing to do what he asked, but the deal fell through when she asked where his studio was, and he admitted it was his house. He knew that was going to be an issue and had checked with the building that rented studios by the hour and being Saturday, they were booked right up until closing.

Not that he could afford the hundred which would leave him with only $250 to offer a model. Most models were not going to do something risqué for a couple of hundred dollars for some no name kid who wanted them to come to his house. Kenny had himself to blame. He should have played it straight with the studio, and for that matter not gone with the theme he’d chosen.

Finding a girl to do some basic shots that he could take in the park, the beach, or anywhere in public would have been a lot easier and cheaper, but he’d wanted to punch out of his weight class and do something more difficult.

Josie’s offer was sweet and well intentioned, but ridiculous. Even if he could put aside her being his sister, the harsh truth was she simply didn’t have the look. Kenny tended to look at women, and even men at times, as a subject of a picture, paying more attention to their features than most people would.

Despite her efforts to be as plain as possible, Josie was a pretty girl. She still had the slightly round face of a girl who hadn’t quite matured yet, and without makeup looked younger than she was.

Her baby face accompanied by her big brown doe eyes that peered out under beautiful naturally long lashes did little to dispel that look of childlike innocence. Her big, borderline goofy, smile didn’t add any maturity to her either.

Josie’s lips were full, and by far the most adult feature on her face, one that he knew guys noticed because of ‘what they’d be good for’. But even those, in combination with the rest of her face, appeared more bratty than sensual.

She pouted for their father to get what she wanted, and Kenny was well aware a little girl pout could be seen as sexy, but in her case, with nothing else overtly sexual about her, it just came across as petulant.

As for her body, as her brother he’d never paid attention of given any thought to it. Even in the summer she wore loose t-shirts and her shorts tended to be loose fitting and down to her knees.

Josie hated the sun and never went to the beach and hadn’t gone swimming since they went to camp when they were kids. Kenny really had no idea what she was ‘hiding’ as Danny put it, under her clothes.

Her crack the guys she’d been with liked what they saw unnerved him more than made him wonder if she had enough to work with as far as what he needed. Kenny checked his e-mails again, then leaned back in his chair.

It was quarter past one. Josie was late, but he was fine with that, it had given him time to look up to the last minute. She’d be pissed if he found someone, but she’d get over it. She’d probably be pissed, or worse, hurt, when he’d have to tell her she wasn’t exactly qualified for the shoot.

No, he didn’t have to say anything like that. He’d take a few pictures, then tell her it was too messed up and he didn’t feel right. He had no doubt that would be true anyway. Kenny had only agreed to this because he could tell she wanted to help and wasn’t going to let it go.

He heard a car door outside his window and pushing his feet on the floor, rolled himself over to the window. Josie’s car, what else but a VW bug, was there, but she’d already headed into the house.

He heard her coming down the hallway, and after a brief knock, she poked her face into his room. “Sorry I’m running late; give me a half hour and I’ll be in, okay?”

“Take your time.”

“Hey!” she nodded her head in the direction of his desk. “You’re still looking! You said you were giving me a chance to do it!”

“Don’t worry, I didn’t find anyone.”

“You’ll be glad you didn’t when you see me all glammed up for you.”

“Can’t wait.”

“I know you’re humoring your little sister, but you’ll see.” She giggled and flipped something through the doorway. “Relax, will you?”

She closed the door, and Kenny got up and went over to see what she’d tossed in. He grinned when he saw it was a short fat blunt.

“You do rock, sis,” he mumbled as he walked over to his desk and fishing a lighter out of the top drawer fired up the joint.

He didn’t smoke as much as Josie but had to admit this might be just what he needed because his nerves were shot. He took a quick hit, then a second longer one, holding the pungent smoke in his lungs before slowly releasing it.

For the next few minutes, he idly scrolled through localmodelsRI, another site he’d found, puffing on the joint while he did some last minute, and fruitless searching. But at least he wasn’t feeling as anxious and that would help him when it came to taking pictures.

What was he thinking? Taking pictures? This was still his sister and no amount of pot was changing that. But he was sure she was doing the same thing in her room so maybe they’d get some good laughs out of trying and then order pizza and spend the day binge watching something to take his mind off his impending scholastic doom.

He pinched the joint out before he smoked too much, then went over to his ‘set’. He turned the lights on, and angled them so they were on the bed, but turned enough so they wouldn’t cause glare from the white background.

Kenny’s idea was to emulate a porn shoot in the sense the scenes were usually shot in naturally bright places, then enhanced even more by multiple lights. The effect was to make the actors stand out and eliminate the shadows of the cameramen walking around filming from different angles.

He looked at the small space between the camera and lights and his bed and decided to pull everything back a couple more feet to give Josie room to move around in front of the bed. Kenny knew there wasn’t going to be much of a shoot but figured the least he could do was take the set up seriously.

He slung the cannon around his neck to take some manual shots, then set the Nikon to a rapid-fire setting. Each time he clicked the small handheld remote it would take three shots, moving faster than his finger could and catching all the action.

The first time he’d used it was taking pictures of the neighbor’s dog, he’d jumped in the pool and when he shook himself off, the rapid fire had gotten the stills of the drops of water flying off his fur.

Kenny made sure he had the memory buffer setting turn on to save them all so he could take his time looking through them later and transfer the keepers to the actual memory card. Not that there would be many, but he’d make sure he’d get a few to give to Josie as a keepsake of her ‘photo shoot.’

He sat on the folding chair he’d put behind the tripod and peered through the lens, ensuring he had the whole bed. Kenny tinkered with the zoom, making sure the partitions weren’t visible at the head and foot of the bed.

Kenny picked up the bottle of water he’d grabbed from downstairs and took a few sips. He should go down and get another for Josie. A photographer needed to remember little things like having a cold drink on hand for his model.

There was a soft knock, and Josie calling. “You ready for your model, sir?”

“As ready as ever I guess,” he called back. “And knock it off with the sir.”

“Sorry!” Josie replied as she opened the door, then released a giggle that told him she’d been toking up. “Trying to be all profession-al, you know.”

“Right,” he held the Cannon up, adjusting the zoom so the shots he took with it would be close ups. He panned it along the bed, as Josie cleared her throat.

“Hey, camera guy, I’m over here. You don’t want one of my entrance?”

“Nothing fun about coming into a room, but why not.”

He kept the camera to his eye, turning towards his door. When Josie came into his view he lowered the camera.

“Wow look at you!” he exclaimed, genuinely surprised at her appearance.

“You like?” Josie smiled, her teeth a bright contrast to the deep red lipstick she wore.

“Damn, sis, you look great,” he raised the camera, and she flashed another smile as he snapped a pic.

“A girl does what she can.”

Josie had done a lot, and she’d been right, he couldn’t believe he was looking at his frumpy tomboy sister.

Her long curly hair wasn’t just down, flowing not just down her back, but she’d pulled some over her shoulders where it hung down over her chest. Josie had put some more curl into the front and styled it so long banana curls framed each side of her face.

In addition to the lipstick, which completely changed the look from bratty to sensual, she wore light blue eyeshadow and she’d thickened her already full lashes with mascara. She’d applied some blush giving adding color to her normally fair cheeks.

The look transformed her from a young still somewhat baby-faced girl to that of a woman. Not just a woman, but a beautiful one.

“Hi!” She raised her hand and waved to the camera, and Kenny noticed her nails were painted the same blue as her mascara.

“How about a kiss for the camera?” Kenny surprised himself with the suggestion.

It was a good one, would make a great shot, but the fact he’d said it gave him some hope that this could work. He’d been wondering if he’d be able to say anything to Jenna, but seeing Josie didn’t know what she was doing, maybe he felt he could take control.

“Mua!” Josie puckered her lips, then put her hand out, blowing the camera a kiss.

“Stay like that.” He took another still of her puckered lips, and sister of not, he had to admit it was a sexy little pose. Her lips, now defined in red, weren’t just full, but perfectly shaped, and he had no doubt any guy seeing this pic would see it in the erotic tone he was aiming for. Thinking of how good they’d look…

“Whoa,” he blinked and lowered the camera.

“What’s wrong? I look silly?” Josie asked, her eyes going wide.

“No, I’m just um, surprised. You look beautiful.”

“How about the neck down? Still think I can’t cut this?”

He’d been looking at her face through the camera and hadn’t noticed what she was wearing.

“I…wow again,” he replied softly, too stunned to say much else.

Josie wore a short silky blue robe with black lace trim around the hem, sleeves and the part where it closed over her chest. There was a lot of chest showing between the black, as Josie had left the top open in a plunging V.

Kenny could see the curve of the inner half of her breasts and felt the first wave of unease. The lower portion was no better. The hem barely reached her mid-thigh, and his eyes worked their way down her surprisingly long legs.

Josie was on the taller side, but because of how she dressed, and the fact she was his sister, he’d never imagined she’d have long legs. Not just long, but there was nothing skinny about them.

Her legs were well-shaped and ended in a pair of blue shoes that featured a wedge heel that had to be four inches, and straps going across the top of her feet and tying around the ankles. Josie’s toes were painted the same blue as the rest of her ensemble, and she wore a silver ring on each middle toe as well as a silver anklet on her left leg.

“What do you think?” Josie asked. “I mean, check it out, did the nails, did the hair, put stuff on my face, bought a sexy little lingerie set, some big girl shoes,” she laughed, and did a quick spin for him. “What do you think?”

“You were right. I can’t believe you’re my sister.”

“Sorry I couldn’t do real heels, I’d fall on my damn face,” she admitted while walking over to his desk and putting down her phone and a bottle of water. He’d been so caught up in her appearance he hadn’t noticed them in her hand. “But these will work, right?”

“Yeah, it…it all works.”

“You going to take some pictures or stare at me?”

“Sorry, just surprised. Why don’t you look like this all the time?”

“Too much work, and when a boy likes me I want it to be for me, not my face or what’s under the clothes. He gets to know me, and likes me? Then he gets to see this.” She winked. “It’s like a reward.”

“Okay, sorry I asked.”

“Well?” She put her hands out. “What next?”

“I think,” he hesitated. As he’d suspected this wasn’t turning out to be a good idea, but for the opposite reason. He’d thought his sister would embarrass herself by not being what he wanted.

He never suspected the problem would be he’d be overwhelmed in the other direction. His eyes kept darting to the soft curve of her breasts visible against the lace trim. What did she have on under there, and should he be seeing it?

“Let’s go Mr. Director!” Josie clapped her hands. “Time’s money!”

“Right!”

What was he worried about? If anything, this was fantastic, Josie really looked the part, and he should be able to get enough pics to have a shot at a passing grade. Way better than an F because he was weirding himself seeing his sister as a woman.

“Over here?”

Josie had walked over to stand in front of the bed directly in line with the tripod.

“Perfect.” He walked up behind the camera and peered through the lens and picked up the remote “This is going to be clicking away and it catches everything, so don’t just pose, I want you to keep moving, and I’ll keep the best shots, okay?”

“Okay, but what do I do?”

“Just do whatever you think you’d do if you were posing sexy for the camera.”

“What do you mean think? That’s what I’m doing,” she looked confused.

“I mean just do what you think will work.”

“I thought you were going to tell me what to do?”

“If I do that it will look forced, its best for you to try on your own.”

“Thought this was your shoot? Shouldn’t you say what you want?”

“That’s why people work with pros, they have an idea already. They work the stage and the camera. My job is to capture the best of that.”

“Sounds like a cop out.”

“Okay, fine,” Kenny sighed. “So far I’ve taken pictures of games and people just going about their business. I’ve never directed a shoot, so I’m as lost as you are. That’s why I wanted someone with experience.”

“Oh.” Josie frowned.

“You happy you got me admit I’m not sure what I’m doing? Bad enough I’m desperate enough to let my sister model for me, you need to make me feel worse.”

“Hey, relax. Didn’t you smoke? It’s why I gave it to you, so you’d be chill.”

“I did, and I’m still anxious.” He took a breath. “I’m sorry I’m being like this. It’s just embarrassing.”

“Its okay, I’m just here to help.” She giggled. “I get to freestyle?”

“Sure. If it seems stiff or not what I need I’ll make some suggestions.”

“Get me started,” Josie put her hands up. “We can learn together. You tell me what to do first, then I go from there.”

“Good idea, I have to learn this.” He eyed her through the lens. “How about a hipshot?”

“What?”

“Hands on your hips, but you know, lean one way, like you’re looking sexy.”

Josie put her hands on her hips, then lowered her right hand while keeping her left on her hip and thrusting it upward.

“Good,” Kenny snapped off a couple of shots.

Josie switched to the other hip, but this time smiled, a big goofy one.

“Don’t smile like that, you look silly, not sexy.”

“Sorry, I’m kind of stoned.”

“Day like any other,” he muttered. “Try looking series.”

“How about this?

Josie grabbed the sides of the robe and opened it a couple more inches, showing off more of her breasts. It was the look on her face however, that caught Kenny off guard. Her normally wide eyes had narrowed and were staring intently at the camera. Her lips were parted, and she’d angled her face as if she were challenging him to do something.

“Yeah,” he said quietly. “That’s a good one.”

Josie ran her hands up her chest and briefly held her face between her hands, her blue nails standing out on her skin. Her lips parted further, and her eyes had gone from wide and demure to intense, no more than that, smoldering would be the word.

Bedroom eyes would be another, the kind of eyes that dared you to come get it. Her entire face had that look, and his finger twitched on the button when she slowly licked her lips. He knew the Nikon was catching her pink tongue gliding over her red flesh and he imagined the great still he would get from it.

Josie ran her hands into her hair, then kept going, lifting them over her head and taking her hair up with it. She cocked her head the other way, this time sticking her tongue out and wagging it provocatively.

Kenny clicked away reflexively, which is exactly what he should be doing. A good photographer never missed a shot, they might get some crappy ones, but the gem that would be among them was the payday.

But as the remote clicked and the camera hummed, his mind was racing. Josie’s look and expressions weren’t just her trying to look sexy, they were downright sultry. There was nothing silly about how she moved her tongue across her lips or wagged it at the camera.

Nor was there anything silly about her eyes and general expression on her face. Her body swayed as she held her hair over her head, before letting it fall, purposefully letting it cover part of her face.

She stared at the camera with one eye concealed by the hair, then smiled. Unlike before, this wasn’t the classic silly Josie smile, this one was sly, seductive and full of promise. Jeez, he’d read too many model reviews and critiques of shoots online when he used terms like that.

But it was true, Josie was blowing him away the way she’d transformed from his plain Jane stoner sister into this gorgeous and sensual woman. Josie wasn’t done. She gave her head a toss, sending her hair back, another shot he couldn’t wait to see, a still of her hair flying back.

Her hands went down her face, and with a sexy smile, she put her fingertip on her tongue and this time widened her eyes, and pushed out her lower lip, giving him a precious little girl look.

Josie slid her finger in front of her lips as if she were shushing him, her eyes now looking scared, as if she knew she were in trouble. His smile faded when she slipped her tongue out and proceeded to lick her finger.

She did it slowly, running it up one side of her finger, then down the other as if it were…Kenny didn’t let himself finish the thought. Sister, this was his sister. But it was his sister who was now swirling her tongue around the tip of her finger, while staring boldly into the camera.

She proceeded to suck her finger into her mouth, and when she did, her eyes rolled back as if it were the best thing she’d ever tasted. Kenny could feel his face flushing and a lone drop of sweat slid down past his eye.

Josie was now bobbing her head, giving her finger a mock blow job. No, don’t even think those things! What was wrong with him? In his defense, it was hard to think of anything else while watching his sister devour her finger like she was…

Taking part in an erotic photo shoot.

It struck him she was doing exactly what he needed her to do, so what was the problem? It was awkward, yes, but better than her being awful and him failing. Eye on the prize, he told himself.

Right now, his eye was on Josie who had mercifully stopped sucking her finger. His relief didn’t last long when her next move was to run her hands down her body. She slid them over her breasts, pausing to give them a squeeze, and open her mouth in an exaggerated moan.

The problem was she released the moan, and Kenny wasn’t sure if she did it so it would be more realistic than mouthing it, or she was…what, getting into this? No, she’s not getting into it, and playing it up.

But the sound had an unwelcome effect on him, causing his face to grow hotter, and his finger to tremble on the remote. Josie’s hands moved down her stomach, then over her thighs. She bunched the robe between them, causing it to rise and show her legs up to her hips as she bent over towards him.

His eyes flashed from the thin blue strings over her hips, making him again wonder what she had under the robe, then higher where her leaning over was showing off her breasts. He could see down to some blue lace on the lower portion of them.

Kenny was stunned by the fact they looked like they were on the bigger side. Not that he checked her out, but he couldn’t recall ever noticing her breasts. That was as much a testament to how unflattering she dressed as much as a brother not giving any thought to his sister’s boobs.

He tried to focus on the whirring of the camera as Josie gave a quick shake, bouncing her tits in the robe before straightening.

“Doing okay?” she asked, as she brushed her hair from her face.

“Yeah, you’re doing a great job.”

“Yay!” she clapped her hands and hopped up and down like a little kid, and Kenny felt a little better seeing her revert to the Josie he recognized.

“Keep going, right?”

“Yeah, keep it up, I’m getting some good shots.”

“Nice!” Josie exclaimed excitedly. “I told you I could do this!”

“That you did.” He found he was glad she’d stopped for a couple minutes because it have him time to try and process that fact his sister was somehow not just a legit hottie, but was more sexual than he’d wanted to think.

The looks, the way she used her tongue, sucking her finger, weren’t something she could pull off without knowing what she was doing. Apparently Jim and whoever the other guy she slept with had been ‘very happy’ with his sister.

Why was he thinking that way? She wasn’t just his sister, she was his model, and he needed to be detached, not be getting flustered.

“Going to get back behind the camera or just stand there staring at me?”

“Huh?” he shook his head. “I wasn’t staring, just thinking.”

“Oh, too bad. I was hoping you were looking.”

“What does that mean?”

“I’m here trying to be sexy so if you were looking it would mean I was.”

“You’re my sister. I’m not going to look at you no matter what you do.”

“Good to hear because you haven’t seen anything yet, big brother.” She pointed. “Lights camera, action, Kenny!”

This time knowing Josie was doing a good job, a little too good for his liking, he sat down in the chair and found her through the lens and picked up the clicker.

“Wait, I need some music.” Josie walked over to his desk.

“There’s no sound in the pictures,” he reminded her while watching her.

His eyes were on the backs of her legs, again amazed at how good they looked, especially in the heels which brought out her calves. Why was he looking at her, he wasn’t taking pictures? As if that thought had jarred him into action, he lifted the Cannon to his face and took two pictures of her from behind.

The first was her entire body, the second he zoomed in just getting the hem of the robe down to her shoes. He’d just taken a shot of his sister’s legs. No, not sister, model, and his model had nice legs and that was why he’d taken the picture.

“I know that, dummy,” she replied. “It will help be move better and stay in the mood.”

Josie picked up the water and took several long swallows. She lowered the bottle quickly, and some of the water splashed onto her chest, and his eyes followed, watching it slowly drip between her breasts and out of sight beneath the robe.

Why did he keep looking at her? But again, like with her legs, he took a picture, catching the glistening water as it slid down her chest.

“Seemed like you had no trouble being in the mood.” He told her, taking his frustration at himself out on her. “What was that shit with your finger?”

“You wanted erotic,” she replied while putting the water on his desk, then removing her phone from the bag. “I thought that was sexy. You didn’t?”

“It was awkward, okay? I’m watching my sister suck her finger like it was,” he caught himself. “You know.”

“You mean a cock?” she had turned when she said it and laughed at the look on his face. “A big, fat, hard cock? Is that what you were thinking?”

“Watch your mouth!”

“You just were, and I think you liked it,” she said while scrolling through her phone.

“Why the hell would I like that? You’re my goddamn sister!”

“I mean you liked it because it will make great pictures.” She gave him a teasing smile. “What’s the matter Kenny? You don’t like the idea of your little sis sucking dick?”

“I don’t like you talking like that!” His voice was rising, and she raised her eyebrows.

“Should we stop? Is this too weird for you?”

“No,” he lowered his voice. “It is messed up seeing you act like that, but the pictures will be just what I needed. I may get a decent grade out of this.”

“Then what’s the matter?”

“I just don’t need to hear you talking like that, okay? I know you’ve had sex; we don’t need to discuss it.”

“Lighten up, Kenny, you’re worse than dad.”

“Let’s just get back to this.” He let the Cannon hang from his neck as he once more looked through the camera facing the bed.

“Yes sir.” She gave him a mock salute then pressed something on her phone and put it down on his desk.

She strutted back over to stand in front of him and as the opening notes to AC/DC’s ‘You Shook Me All Night Long came on, she put her back to him. Josie spread her legs wider, and swayed side to side, first slowly, then picking up speed as she once again took her hair up over her head.

When she let it fall, she pulled it over her shoulder, leaving him looking at the back of the robe. As she shook side to side, her hands were busy in front of her, and a moment later, she was twirling the ties to the robe by her sides.

She did a quick spin but held the robe loosely gathered in her right hand. More of her breasts were exposed, enough to show off the top of the lace bra she wore. It also left her stomach bare, and Kenny leaned forward, staring at the small silver chain dangling from her naval.

He pointed. “Is that real?”

“Shh!” she hissed at him, then shimmied down to the floor.

Her legs were wide open and with the robe hiked up he not only was getting a good view of her inner thighs, but a flash of blue between them. Josie remained squatting, her knees wide, and only a piece of the robe covering between her thighs.

With her free hand, she playfully pulled the robe to the side showing off her breast in the lace bra. She did it quickly, but Kenny swore the cup was all lace and transparent. Josie was once again giving him the come-hither stare as she closed her legs and let herself go forward on her knees.

She brought her hair up and thrashed wildly side to side, her mouth open, but her eyes closed, a look of pleasure on her face that he found disturbing as again, that couldn’t be acted out without some experience behind it.

As her body moved side to side, the robe threatened to fly open, but somehow stayed on the inside of her breasts. Somewhere in the back of his mind, it occurred to him her breasts much be on the bigger side to hold the robe in place.

It did reveal the middle of her upper body, the skin between her breasts and her smooth flat stomach with the silver chain which flashed when one of the lights caught it. Jodie lowered her arms and gathered the robe tightly around herself, now looking up at him with her eyes wide beneath her long lashes.

She gave him a pout, her full lower lip, protruding and she somehow managed to get it to tremble. Josie remained in the demure pose, then broke the spell, by opening wide, sticking her tongue out and placing her blue painted fingertip on it.

Her eyes were still wide and pleading, and he thought, ‘she’s begging for it, begging for…” Maybe it was time to stop, Josie was taking it too far. Or was she? This was exceeding his expectations, not only with her, but at this point he wasn’t sure Jenna would be doing any better.

But Jenna wasn’t his sister. His sister who was now accompanying her pleading to have something in her mouth with soft moans and whimpers. Probably not that soft seeing he heard them even with the music going.

Yet his finger continued clicking and his eye glued to his sister as she now worked her way back to a standing position, her hips moving in a slow circular motion. Josie spun around so he was once again staring at her back. This time as she shimmied side to side, the top of the robe slid down, exposing her shoulders and upper back.

Josie pulled it up, then lifted the back of it, giving him a quick playful flash of her blue thong. Kenny’s breath caught when he saw it was little more than string between her cheeks, and he’d just gotten a quick glimpse of her entire ass. She went back to the top, lowering the robe, but this time let it slide all the way down her back.

“What the fuck is that?” Kenny rose from behind the camera.

On Josie’s back, between her shoulder blades was a colorful butterfly tattoo. It was damn big, taking up the entire middle of her back. Above it, in a flowing cursive font was the word ‘Believe” and beneath in “In You.”

It was the name of her Etsy store where she sold her bead jewelry and homemade dresses. The colors were amazing, hot pinks, purple, a variety of blues, but it was massive, large enough the strap of her bra went across the lower portion of it leaving a few inches of the wings beneath it. And it was a damn tattoo.

“Pretty isn’t it?” She looked over her shoulder at him, and smiled, and his finger twitched on the remote as even being upset, somewhere in him he recognized it was a good pose.

“When did you get it?”

“A week after my birthday.” She turned and looked over her other shoulder, posing in that direction.

“Mom and Dad know?”

“Mom does, she said don’t tell dad for a while. Pays to dress like a bum sometimes, right?”

“You’re nuts.”

“I love it, and I heard it makes a nice bullseye.”

Kenny passed on responding to that and dropped back in his seat thinking if Danny caught a glimpse of Josie like this he’d lose his mind. As it was he was wondering again if it were time to stop.

No, he couldn’t stop now, she was doing well, and a part of him wondered what she was going to do next. He felt like someone gawking at an accident. You knew you shouldn’t look but couldn’t help yourself.

Josie had let the robe slide down to her waist and was once again twirling the ties by her sides. AC/DC ended and was replaced with intro to Zack Wilder’s Porn Star dancing. What had she done, created a stripper play list?

The robe slipped lower showing the small of her back, and Kenny tensed, wondering if she were going to drop it to the floor. Technically it would be what he needed, but that quick flash of her ass a minute ago had stayed with him.

Did he really need a grade that bad; he’d take pictures of his sister’s all but bare ass? Josie did a sudden turn, pulling her right arm out of the robe, and as she came around to face him, sent the robe falling to the floor.

Kenny’s jaw joined it.

His sister, his plain, tomboy, little sister, stood before him in a blue bra the cups of which barely contained her disturbingly large chest. The inner halves of her breasts were visible as well as the top of them.

The cups only covered the mid to lower portion of her beasts and worse, consisted of blue lace. Transparent blue lace and through the lens of the camera he could make out the shadow of her nipples.

The bottom wasn’t just a thong, but the skimpiest one he’d ever seen outside of porn. Two strings over her hips and a matching patch of lace that barely covered her…

“Jesus Christ!” Kenny came out of his chair so fast he knocked it over. “Josie, what the fuck?”

“What’s wrong?” she looked down at her body. “Is it too much?”

“More like not enough!” he ran his fingers through his hair and noticed it was damp from sweating. “What are you thinking wearing that?”

“That its supposed to be a sexy shoot and jeans and a t-shirt wouldn’t work.”

“This can’t work.” He shook his head, “I can’t do this.”

“You’ve been doing it,” she shrugged causing her breasts to jiggle and Kenny grew more flustered he noticed because he was having a hard time keeping his eyes off her chest. “What’s the difference?”

“The robe was bad enough, but that?” He pointed, then quickly dropped his hand when he saw it was shaking. “You’re three patches of lace from being naked.”

“And Jenna was going to be modestly dressed?” Josie seemed annoyed. “Know what, Kenny? If you don’t think I look good enough just say it.”

“No, you look…” He stopped himself, what was he going to say? There was no way Josie could think she didn’t look good, she wasn’t that uncaring or oblivious, and she’d commented her boyfriends had no problem with her.

“I look what?” She prodded.

“A little too good!” he blurted, then regretted it. What kind of comment was that?

One that made his sister flash a typical big Josie smile; but even that infectious, and somewhat silly smile, looked far different through her blood red lips.

“Aww, you say the nicest things!”

“Josie, please put the robe back on, I can’t see you like that. Way to messed up for me.” He forced his eyes away from her and made a point to turn his head and face away from her.

“You can, you just won’t.” Josie made no move to pick up the robe. “You’d be having a field day if that girl showed up like this.”

“Jenna isn’t my sister.”

“That’s your problem,” Josie sighed. “You see me and it’s wrong, if you were seeing Jenna you’d be all hot and bothered. You’re supposed to be seeing a model, right?”

“Right, but…”

“You said this isn’t porn, its art, and the female body is beautiful. Last I looked I had a female body.”

And then some.” But aloud he said. “Right again.”

“Then seeing this is your first real shoot, shouldn’t you use this to practice everything including just seeing the pictures and the art, not my body?”

“A little easier said than done,” he told her.

“Am I turning you on?” Josie asked.

“What? H…hell no!” he stammered caught off guard by the question.

“Then suck it up buttercup,” she rolled her eyes. “Or think about a different career. No one else is here, no one who sees these knows I’m your sister, what’s the damn problem?”

What was the problem? Sure, it was fucked up seeing his sister like this, but why was he so flustered?

“Think about it, this is no different than seeing me in a bikini.”

“If you ever wore one,” Kenny pointed out. “Maybe that’s it. You show so little of yourself, I’m just having a hard time seeing this much of you.”

“You want to be a quitter, I’ll leave, but if you want an A, grow up and let’s get going.” She flipped her hair dramatically and spoke in a bad French accent. “I’m cooling off, darling.”

Kenny couldn’t help laughing at her.

“Oh, so you’re a diva! Yes ma’am, you’re right.” The exchange made it feel more like hanging out with his sister, than anything weird. And it was art after all.

He sat back down. “Ready when you are.”

As they’d been talking the song shifted to a song he didn’t recognize, but the grinding sensual beat was fitting for the way Josie had resumed swaying in front of him. She ran her over her breasts and now bare stomach, pausing to lift the silver pendent under one blue tipped finger.

Kenny wondered how that would look as an isolated shot, but his attention quickly shifted back to her when she leaned over, her lips parted and a come fuck me expression back on her face. Her breasts hung beneath her, threatening to fall out of the minimal bra.

They weren’t just bigger than he’d imagined, they were big in general, and through the camera his eye lingered on her round creamy flesh encased in blue lace. Bending over had caused the bra to shift and he dialed the zoom while he clicked away, and as her breasts came closer he could see the pink skin around her nipples through the lace.

Her erect nipples as when she straightened he could see them poking into the lace. Josie turned around, taking her hair back up to expose her entire back, and Kenny released a sharp breath.

Except for the string between her cheeks and the one across the top, her entire ass was exposed. Not just her ass, her amazing ass. Josie’s cheeks were tight and firm, and although not big, had a nice round shape and there was a sweet curve to the lower portion just above her toned upper thighs.

Sweet curve? What was he thinking? He was thinking his sister had the finest goddamn ass he’d ever seen. Not just in person, but she could rival any of porn star he’d seen. The rest of her was equally perfect.

Her long legs looked even better from behind and the large colorful tattoo looked sexy as fuck in the middle of her otherwise fair complexion. Josie backed toward him causing his eyes to widen as she grew closer.

She stopped then walked in slow motion back towards the bed. Goddamn, these were going to be good pics as he watched her hips sway. Her ass however, barely moved, a testament to how firm it was.

Also proof of how he was having a hard time taking his eyes off of it. Laurie had been a cheerleader and had a damn fine body, but Kenny had to admit Josie had her beat. That though raised a red flag in his mind. What was he doing comparing his sister’s body to an ex-girlfriend?

Josie stopped at the side of the bed and let her hair fall, and Kenny couldn’t wait to see the stills of her long black hair cascading down over her back. That’s better, back to why they were doing this, the pictures.

Refocusing on the project didn’t last long as Josie bent over the bed, resting her hands on it, and pushing her ass out at the camera. She opened her legs further, exposing the blue strip between her thighs.

The material that covered his sister’s pussy.

Kenny couldn’t help the thought as he once again found himself zooming in until just her ass was in the frame. He was aware he was now breathing through his mouth and the room seemed much warmer than it had been a few minutes ago.

Josie’s hand appeared, sliding between her legs and over the thong. Kenny’s heartbeat faster while watching her caress the thong with two fingers. She pushed them harder, spreading the material around them and rubbed harder.

She was stroking her pussy in front of him! He thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head when she worked her fingers under the thong. There was a split-second glimpse of pink flesh and his now racing mind wondered if the camera had caught it.

She moved her fingers beneath the thong, her ass moving side to side. Kenny was struck hard by two revelations. The first, his sister wasn’t just simulating masturbating, she was really doing it. The second realization was one that was far more concerning.

Kenny was getting hard.

As Josie’s fingers moved under the thong his cock was quickly swelling. Josie removed her hand, and in a sudden burst of movement, rolled to the side so she was now sitting on the edge of the bed.

Kenny followed her with the camera, swiveling it on the tripod to keep her centered, and his mouth fell open when Josie made a show of first licking her fingers, then shoving them in her mouth.

Her fingers had been on her pussy, she was really tasting herself in front of him!

Had her fingers been wet before she licked them? He hadn’t noticed, but he had a feeling he’d remember to look when he printed the pictures.

Josie put her hands on her knees, and spread her legs wide open, her toes on the floor, and her feet up and turned in showing off the shoes. A classic stripper pose, and another that left him staring directly between her legs.

Her tongue wagged lasciviously at the camera as she leaned back, propping herself up on her elbows as she pumped her hips. She did it slowly at first them faster and faster. Josie’s mouth was open, her lips in a wide O and her eyes were wide.

She was simulating being fucked and Kenny knew he should drop the remote, get away from the camera and tell her to stop. Instead, he kept watching his finger now twitching more than pushing on the button.

He shifted in his seat as his now fully hard cock bent painfully in his shorts. Josie leaned to one side, and balancing on her right arm, slid her left hand over her pussy, and rubbed it. This time it was just the tips of her fingers and in one spot.

Her clit, she was rubbing her fucking clit through the thong. He backed the zoom out so he could see all of her, his attention darting from her fingers between her legs and her face where she was once again making as if she were experiencing pleasure.

The look was a little too genuine and he wondered if she was really turned from touching herself. No, how could she be aroused in front of her brother? Maybe the same way he was sitting there with a now aching hard on in front of his sister?

The music caught his attention when it switched to the opening scream of Buck Cherry’s Crazy Bitch. Josie snapped back into a sitting position, and flashing a sultry smile lifted her light leg straight up in the air.

She moved it further to the right, opening her legs even more before slowly dropping her foot to the floor. She repeated the motion with her left leg, but crossed it over the other. Josie leaned forward, and undid the strap around her ankle, then sat back and wiggled her foot, letting the shoe dangle from it.

She kicked it off and laughed when it landed on the floor next to him, causing him to jump. Josie removed her other shoe in similar fashion then lay back on the bed. She lifted her legs, bending her knees to draw them back over her.

She grabbed her legs behind her knees, then slid her hands to her ankles, and pulled her legs back further. A trickle of sweat ran down his back as she opened her legs, and he was back to string at that two inch wide strip of blue that covered her pussy.

Unable to help himself he zoomed in again between her legs, and his cock twitched when he made out a patch of material darker than the rest. His sister was wet. Not just wet, but soaking through her thong wet.

Stop, we need to stop, this is getting crazy.

But he remained where he was, sitting there taking pictures of his sister cock teasing the camera. That wasn’t a term a guy should use in regard to his sister, but there was no better way to describe it.

No, not true. The truth was it wasn’t the camera she was teasing because he couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this goddamn hard. What would he have been like with Jenna? At this point who was to say Jenna would have been hotter than Josie?

Kenny was beginning to wonder if part of his reaction was based on her being his sister. Seeing his sibling as not just a woman, but a sexy one, had more punch than seeing a professional model who made a living out of being hot.

He didn’t know where that line of thought was coming from. Nothing Josie could do should have him hard and sweaty and thinking of her like that. That was sick and twisted and wrong in every way.

But how many brothers had ever seen their sister like this? Would they react the same? Maybe they would. Not that Kenny ever watched it, but a few minutes browsing any porn site would tell you sister and stepsister porn was a thing.

Right now, he was pretty much watching sister porn as Josie eased further onto the bed, then rolled onto her stomach. She opened her legs and bent them at the knees and crossed them at the ankles.

A pose straight out of a Penthouse magazine down to the way she was even showing her now bare feet with her blue tipped toes off. She uncrossed them, and rose onto her knees, pushing her ass in the air.

She reached back and grabbed her ass, spreading it open around the thong. Her hands looked amazing on her ass, especially her blue nails, and as she spread herself he was again fixated on her crotch.

Josie let her knees slide open she was almost flat on the bed, then pumped her hips while still gripping her ass. Her left hand withdrew from her ass, then appeared beneath her as she teased her fingers along her thong.

She slipped one inside and pumped her hips harder, and Kenny had no doubt her finger was inside her and she as driving down onto it. Crazy Bitch stopped and in the couple of seconds of silence before it was replaced by Motley Crue’s Girls, Girls, Girls, he heard a soft moan that left no doubt she was really fingering herself.

Josie pushed herself up so she was now kneeling and pulled her hair up for him again. As before he admired the tattoo on the back, before his eyes worked lower, taking in her flawless ass cheeks as she knelt there.

In that position the soles of her feet and just the tips of her toes were exposed, and he realized she’d even made her damn feet look good. Josie got on all fours, and turned to the side, and threw her head back, her hair flying over and behind her.

From the side angle he admired just how large her breasts were as they hung beneath her. Josie rocked back and forth, lowering her head and raising her ass as if she were fucking someone doggy style.

She turned again so she was now facing him and leaned back, kneeling on the bed with her legs wide. Josie cupped her breasts and pushed them together, lowering her head and sticking out her tongue.

She bounced on the bed, flicking her tongue and Kenny groaned inwardly when he caught the hint that she was now acting as if she were tit fucking someone. God knows she could as she pressed her soft, impressive tits together.

Kenny’s dick was throbbing and at this point his balls were beginning to ache. He was so hot he wanted to take his shirt off. He couldn’t pretend or try to lie to himself that he wasn’t getting turned on.

Only difference was a few minutes ago he’d have bene pissed at himself and tried to get her to stop. Now, he found he didn’t care. Josie didn’t know, just figured she was doing a good job as he clicked away, oblivious her older brother had a raging hard on inspired by her nubile young body.

“Hey,” her speaking caused him to blink, and bring his mind mercifully from the way he’d been thinking of her. “Doesn’t that thing have a timer?”

“Yeah, I can set it to snap a picture every few seconds, why?”

“Then do that and come over and get some close ups with the one around your neck.”

“I can zoom with this.” In fact, I’ve been zooming in on your damn pussy the last few minutes.

“You can get better angles over here,” Josie paused and wiped at her face, which Kenny saw was as flushed as his.

He tried to tell himself it was just warm in the room and she’d been moving around, but deep down he knew she was red from a different kind of heat, the kind one experienced from being excited.

That and touching herself. Kenny wondered if maybe Josie was a closet exhibitionist and being in front of a camera was exciting her. He’d read articles where models claimed that was the case for them, and how they could get into racy shoots, but he’d thought it was the same contrived story as porn stars claiming they really loved it.

“I think I’m close enough.” That wasn’t a lie. He wasn’t sure he could handle being much closer to her right now.

“I think you’re being stupid about the sister thing again. You’d be right on top of Jenna with no problem.”

“Honestly, I think I have enough.”

“Honestly?” Josie mocked him. “I think you’re chickenshit. That or half ass because if you didn’t want those shots you wouldn’t have another camera around your neck.”

“Jeez, lighten up. It’s my project.”

“Then make it as good as possible.” She beckoned him with her finger. “Come on, Kenny, stop being a wuss, and do your job right.”

Kenny took the bait, and slowly stood up, casually making sure his shirt was untucked and would help cover up the obvious bulge in his shorts. He took a minute to adjust the Nikon setting it to automatic so it would snap a picture every few seconds and lining it up with the middle of the bed.

His stalling helped his erection fade, and with a feeling of relief he walked over to the bed. Josie remained on the bed, and he got onto his knees, so he was shooting at an upward angle. Josie immediately made him regret his decision when she put her hands over her breasts, and arched her back, letting her head fall back.

He clicked a couple of pics, of her hands on her breast, then one of her full body. Without being aware he was going to do it; he dropped the angle and snapped a picture of the thong between her creamy thighs.

Josie leaned all the way back until her shoulders were on the bed, thrusting her hips up. This close there was no missing the dark spot in the middle of the thong, and the angle showed her nipples pushing the lace up over the center of her tits.

She unfolded her legs, letting her feet hit the floor, and sat up. She leaned toward him, her hands in her hair and her breast threatening to fall out of her bra. Her chest was as flushed as her face and as she posed for him he could tell she was breathing heavy.

Josie stood and turned to face him, and Kenny shot upward, catching her breast and her face above them. She did the hip shot she’d started with then put her back to him. She shook her ass less than three feet from his face and his cock rapidly rose in response.

His sister made it worse by bending over in front of him. She grabbed her ankles, and pushed her ass out, and his heart raced as he got an eyeful of not just her perfect ass, but between her legs.

This close he could see the bulge of her mound beneath the thong and the wet spot causing it to stick to her flesh and when she opened her legs further it tightened between her lips. He was staring at his sister’s camel toe.

A nasty term to use with your sister, but that’s what it was the line defined between her lips, was going to be an incredible picture, and that part of his mind he no longer seemed to be able to control was convinced there was a good chance he might end up jacking off to these pictures.

Christ, enough with this! No grade is worth the taboo thoughts his sister’s insanely hot body and triple X poses were eliciting from him. But Josie’s ass shaking in his face kept him where he was somehow still managing to take pictures while dealing with another shameful erection.

Josie slid her hands from her ankles up to her knees, and bending her legs, rapidly pumped her hips, her ass bouncing up and down. For fuck’s sake, she was frigging twerking for him! She stopped, and turning back to face him, raised her leg and put her foot on his shoulder.

“What are you…?”

“Just take pictures.” She said with a hint of irritation. “I’m working it, you just go with it.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he whispered as she leaned in, and the lens of the camera was less than a foot from her.

He took pictures of her breasts then another of her inner thigh, and the blue thong next to hit. Her hands were on her stomach then her one went to her thigh, the other back over the thong. Kenny caught his breath when her finger teased inside the edge of the thong, showing the very edge of the pink flesh under it.

For a heart stopping instance, he thought she was going to pull it to the side, and was equal parts scared and aroused. She didn’t do it, but brought her other hand over, and was now rubbing her crotch with fingers from both hands.

Above him he could hear her breathing and several times it ended with a soft sigh. A surreal feeling came over him as he knelt on the floor, her foot on his shoulder, snapping pictures of his sister fondling herself.

Josie grabbed his left wrist and tugged on it. Kenny let her do it, able to easily hold the small camera with just his right hand, his thumb on the top button. As if in a trance, he allowed her to put his hand on her stomach.

Her skin was warm and firm, and she kept her hand over his. Unlike Josie, Kenny enjoyed the sun and he had still had the remnants of his summer tan. His darker skin was a nice contrast against hers, and her nails looked good on the back of his hand.

He took a couple of pictures, then a third in case using only one hand threw any of them off. Josie pushed his hand down, and Kenny tried to stop her when she guided him to the top of the thong.

“Stay still, erotic, remember?”

She spoke softly and her normally slow smoky voice had a huskier quality to it than usual. He’d never thought of his sister’s voice as sexy, but now that he was seeing her in a new light even her voice struck him differently.

Slow, sultry, and seductive were the words now coming to mind. Those bedroom eyes, her killer body, and a voice that would be perfect for phone sex. Suddenly his ‘baby’ sister seemed mature beyond her years and far more sexual than he’d ever wanted to imagine her.

His fingers grazed the top of the thong, and Josie put hers over them, curling them into the top of the thong, then pushing it from her stomach. She let him go and left it looking as if he were tugging her thong down.

He snapped a picture but knew it would be shit because his hand was trembling. She pushed his hand down, forcing the thong to go with it, and expose the curve of her mound. Her smooth, hairless, mound.

When he saw just a hint of pink, he finally did the right thing and pulled his hand away. Josie caught his wrist, catching him off guard with how fast she moved, and this time pressed his hand to her inner thigh.

Her thigh was soft and trembled beneath his touch. That could be because of her position with her foot on his shoulder. Or it could be from the same awkward excitement he was feeling.

Kenny had large hands and he spread his fingers out, noticing how much of her thigh he could cover. This picture would come out better as he’d managed to control the camera this time. Josie dropped her foot, but rather than put it on the floor, she rested it on top of his thigh just beneath the shorts.

He lowered his head and took a picture, noting how good her blue nail polish, the silver toe ring and the anklet looked. Yes, somehow his sister knew how to make her feet as sexy as the rest of her.

She wiggled her toes, curling them into his skin, then slid it further up his thigh. He marveled at how soft the sole of her foot was, then released a sharp breath when she slid it under his shorts. Kenny wasn’t wearing underwear as he figured if he posed with Jenna, he’d get somewhat aroused and wanted it to show.

Kenny knew it was showing now, especially on his knees like this. His cock, his fully hard cock, was along his leg, hot and throbbing from the effect of having his scantily clad sister sexing him up for the camera.

Her foot slid further up the loose leg of his shorts and he tried to get himself to move. She was dangerously close to the tip of his cock. As it was he wondered if she’d noticed the obvious bulge in them.

He told himself she didn’t, she was helping him with this for school, he had to see her this way to take pictures, but she wouldn’t be looking at him. Her foot moved further, and Kenny dropped his hand from her thigh and put it around her ankle, gripping it tight enough so she stopped moving.

Above him, Josie gasped, then released a barely audible sound he swore was a whimper of some kind. Had him grabbing her gotten her excited? More excited he should say because he’d seen from her thong she was getting herself worked up.

That thought caused him to let her go, and the second he did, she pushed her foot up his leg. He groaned when her toes briefly came into contact with the head of his cock, and he jerked back, almost falling over, when she’d wiggled her toes against it.

Josie giggled, and the sound made his cock jerk, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, she caught him by his shoulders, helping him keep his balance.

“Give me your hand.”

She spoke softly, but there was an urgency in her voice that seemed out of place. Not just urgency, but there was more than a hint of command to it, and before he knew it, he’d put his left hand in hers.

Josie pulled it upward and placed it on her right breast.

“Josie!” He tugged his hand back, but she gripped his wrist tightly.

“What?” she asked, her eyes wide, feigning innocence as she pressed his hand to her tit. “You wanted sexy pictures.”

Kenny had no idea what to say. He was too busy wondering why he wasn’t trying all that hard to move his hand.

He was a hell of a lot stronger than Josie and could easily yank his hand away if he wanted to. That was the key if he wanted to. To his dismay, he found he wasn’t in a hurry to do the right thing.

“I have a bra on,” she pointed out.

“True,” he whispered, giving in to what he knew was wrong.

But there was nothing wrong about his sister’s tit. Beneath his touch, Josie’s tit was soft, yet firm, and was a damn impressive handful. The bra comment was a cop out. The lace cup only covered the inner and lower portion of her breast leaving plenty of soft flesh against his hand.

Kenny’s balls ached at the feeling of her hard nipples poking into his palm through the lace, and the soft sigh Josie emitted when he gently squeezed her breast, made his cock jerk. He managed to keep the camera in front of him and taker a picture of him groping his sister’s tit, but he almost dropped it, when she put her hand in his hair.

Her fingers ran through it, her nails lightly scratching his scalp, but when he slid his hand down, and squeezed the lower portion of her breast, her grip tightened, pulling his hair hard enough to make him wince.

Josie plucked the camera from his hand, and let it go, making him grunt when it struck him in the chest.

“Use both hands, the other camera will get the pictures.”

Kenny should have been ashamed of how quickly he got his hand on her other breast, but instead felt a wave of excitement as he now cupped both her tits in his hands. His breathing was getting noticeably heavier, and louder as he knelt in front of Josie, fondling both of her tits with a growing eagerness that couldn’t be explained by just wanting ‘a good shot’

He was aware of the Nikon clicking and the flash flickering out of the corner of his eye, but his man focus was his sister’s incredible tits. God, they were big, and so damn firm, like bounce a quarter off them firm.

They were like her ass, and hell, her entire body, just flat out fucking perfect. Josie put her hands over his, squeezing them as he groped her. He could feel her breasts heaving beneath his touch and her chest was now as flushed as her face.

What the hell was going on? What were they doing? Why did she keep egging him on and why couldn’t he stop? Because he didn’t want to was the answer. Kenny was as caught up in touching his sister as if she were any hot girl letting him touch her.

Josie gripped his thumbs and pressed them to her nipples, and when Kenny rubbed them, she released a breathless,

“Yes!”

The simple word sent a thrill through him as did the way she let her head fall back, and arched her back, pushing her breasts at him. She raised her leg, sliding her bare foot under his shirt this time, and sliding it along his stomach.

She slid it back down and Kenny groaned, when she placed it directly onto his swollen cock. She moved it back and forth, and he couldn’t old back a moan as she rubbed his dick through the shorts.

A wave of disbelief washed over him. Was this really happening? Was he playing with his sister’s tits while she played footsie with him? Was he hard while she seemed to be soaking through her thong and both of them moaning like lovers?

“Stand up,” Josie removed her foot from his cock, but made no move to push his hands away.

She spoke in a breathy tone and this time there was no mistaking the fact she wasn’t asking, she was demanding as she took over the shoot. Shoot? Was this still what it was? Right now, it seemed like a lot more.

But what? Kenny rose to his feet as his mind raced. What was going on between them? A little weed couldn’t explain this, nor could a bit of exhibitionist in his sister. It’s not like they were two friends who were in a sexy scenario and letting themselves take it further, this was Josie for God’s sake!

“Take this off!” Josie hissed, her hands already tugging his shirt up.

“Why? What are you…?”

“You wanted to be in the shoot, let’s get some hot pics together.”

Hot pics together, that was so wrong, but not only didn’t he protest as she continued to pull on his shirt, he slipped the Cannon over his head and dropped it on the bed next to them. He lifted his arms, letting Josie take his shirt off and saw the camera flash. He had to say, it would be a good picture.

Josie tossed his shirt to the side and stepped up close to him. Her hands went to his chest, and he shivered as she teased her nails across his chest, then down his stomach.

“Hmm, you didn’t need to hire a guy,” she purred. “You look just fine, baby.”

“Baby?” he blinked.

“Just playing my part.” Josie’s fingers were teasing along the waist of his shorts and he was aware his legs were trembling. “Am I doing a good job?”

“A very good job,” he said softly, his eyes staring into hers. “You look beautiful, Josie.”

He had no idea where that came from, but the big, and genuine smile, on her face made him glad he’d said it.

“Yeah?” she kept her eyes on his. “You think your little sister is all grown up now?”

“That you are,” he gasped when she unsnapped his shorts. “What are you doing?”

“Posing for pictures, silly,” she leaned forward and raised herself up on her toes so her face was inches from his. “You said pretty things make pretty pictures.”

He felt his zipper open and his heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest when her fingers eased into his shorts. He held his breath as they slid further in then moaned when her fingers encountered his shaft where his cock was pointed down his leg.

“Guess I am doing a good job.” She removed her hand from his crotch, and he felt another wave of confusion when instead of relief, it was disappointment he experienced.

Josie’s hands went to his arms, and she tugged on them.

“Don’t be so stiff,” she winked, telling him she was well aware of what she’d touched with her foot, then her fingers. “Touch me, like you would any hot girl you were making out with.”

“We’re not making out,” he told her even as his hands went to her hips.

“Then what are we waiting for?” Josie slipped her arms around his neck, pulled his head down and kissed him.

Chapter 4

Kenny made an embarrassing high-pitched sound of protest into her lips. Josie giggled, but her lips remained pressed to his. For a moment he attempted the right thing and tried to pull his head back, but she tightened her grip on his neck, holding his face to hers.

Her lips were softer than they had any damn right being and the way they worked side to side, caressing his caused him to make another sound, this one a moan. It was a helpless sound, a moan of surrender as he couldn’t even pretend he didn’t like the way his sister was kissing him.

His moan led to one of hers as she felt him relaxing into her embrace. His hands tightened on her hips, and Josie responded by pressing tightly against him. He felt her nipples poking through the bra and into his chest, and her soft stomach against his.

Her hands slid down his back, teasing her nails across his shoulders, then further down. Kenny responded to her touch by kissing her more firmly, and the soft whimper she emitted had his cock straining in his shorts.

It was pushing against her lower stomach and he groaned when she moved her hips, grinding into him. His hands went from her hips around her waist, and up her back. Josie sighed against his lips as he caressed the smooth skin of her back before running his hands up into her long soft hair.

Her hips rocked harder into him, and she lifted her leg, sliding her foot up along his calf. She lifted it higher until he could feel the heat of her inner thigh just over his waist. The camera clicking and flashing reminded him of what they were supposed to be doing and he dropped his right hand down to his side, and grabbed her leg behind her knee, holding it up.

Josie’s lips parted, and her tongue flicked out across his lips, before slipping into his mouth. For some reason that jarred him out of whatever bizarre Josie inspired stupor he was in and he snapped his head back.

“What are you doing? You’re my damn sister!”

“No,” she paused to take several deep breaths, giving him time to notice how red and sweaty her face was. “For this I’m just your model. Just a sexy girl named Josie working hard to get you an A.”

“Too much,” he released her leg. “We’re getting carried away. We have to…”

She cut him off by kissing him again, this time much harder than before, and before he could react, she drove her tongue hard into his mouth. Her hands caught his face, holding him to her lips as her tongue danced over his.

“You know you’re into this,” she whispered into his mouth. “Just relax and forget who we are to each other. Let’s make that teacher eat crow when he sees how fucking hot these pictures are.”

She kissed him again, this time much softer, a lingering soft kiss that she followed with two quick pecks, as if she were sealing her prior kiss. She gave him a sexy smile and parted her lips. “Kiss me,” she whispered, then widened her eyes, looked up through her long lashes and pushed her lips into a pout. “Kiss your little sister, show her you love her.”

As strange as it was, something about the way she’d said it with that demure little girl look in combination with her sultry voice, got to him and his lips were on hers before he was aware he was going to do it.

She’d just said she was Josie, a model, a girl helping him, then referred to herself as his sister. And it was that reference that had his tongue diving between her lips, and his cock hot and hard against his thigh.

They were out of control, but she didn’t seem to mind, hell, she was urging him on. If she didn’t care why should he? Granted, he was the older sibling and should know better, but he was only older by two years and his parents would argue Josie was the more mature out of the two of them.

She was showing that now, but it was a different kind of maturity, a sexual one that had her not only as the aggressor but acting the more experienced of the two of them. How much sex had his sister had?

How did she know how to pose and move so well? As their tongues waged war in each other’s mouths he added, why did he care. He put his hands around her waist, and abandoning all care, and decency, he slid them over her ass and gave her cheeks a hard squeeze.

Josie yelped into his mouth, then moaned as he fondled her ass. He squeezed hard again, this time spreading her cheeks open, and thrust forward, pushing his cock into her stomach. She eased from their kiss and lolled back, letting her body go in his grip, her head falling back.

He held her up as her long hair dangled behind her and her breasts pushed up towards him. Kenny leaned over, kissing her exposed neck.

“Yes,” she moaned. “Oh, yes!”

Inspired by that, Kenny sucked gently on her neck, then mindful of the camera, stuck his tongue out and teased it along her neck and the soft hollow of her throat. Josie shuddered in his grasp and she whimpered as he licked, kissed and sucked her neck.

“So good,” she purred. “Feels so good!”

Kenny’s lips trailed down to her upper chest, kissing her, then sliding his lips back and forth. Josie’s hands were on his biceps, squeezing hard, her nails digging into him. He though his cock was going to explode when his lips found the inner half of her soft breast and he sucked her flesh between his lips.

Josie moaned and squirmed in his arms, her hips grinding hard into him as he kissed and sucked his way to her other breast. His lips slid over the lace, and she whimpered when he kissed her nipple through the lace.

The flash and clicking of the camera were the only sound in the room other than their heavy breathing as her phone had stopped playing music. Kenny gripped her ass and stooping slightly pushed with his legs, lifting her in the air.

Josie laughed, them moaned when he kissed her bare stomach, sucking and licking under the cups of her bra.

“Sit on the bed,” she panted.

Kenny was at the point of no longer arguing or questioning anything she wanted, and putting her down, released her, and sat on the edge of the bed. Josie stood to his side, her hand on his shoulder until the camera flashed, then swinging her leg up and over his, sat down across his thighs, straddling him.

She gripped his shoulders and let herself fall back until her head was hanging behind her, looking upside down at the camera. Kenny lowered his head, kissing the tops of her breasts as the camera whirred, documenting their suddenly taboo posing.

Josie straightened and taking his face in her hands, kissed him again. Kenny knew the camera wasn’t catching the kiss, other than the back of her head over his face, but found he didn’t care. Josei’s lips were on his, her tongue back in his mouth and she was moving in slow circles on his lap, grinding into his stiff cock.

Even through his shorts he could feel the heat between her legs, and the way she whimpered into his mouth told him she was as worked up as he was. Josie slid back off his lap and patted the inside of his thighs.

Taking his cue, Kenny opened his legs, then whispered. “Oh, shit,” when Josie sank down between them. She didn’t kneel, just squatted, spreading her legs as she lowered herself.

He imagined the amazing view of her from behind as she showed off that fantastic ass and her barely concealed pussy as she assumed a classic blow job position. She put her hands on his chest, and he yelped when she gave his nipples a hard pinch.

Josie leaned close, her tongue flicking across his chest, and again he knew the camera wasn’t getting this, and had a feeling she knew it too. She kissed his chest as her hands roamed over it and his stomach.

She grabbed the Cannon and handed it to him. Kenny took it, finding that at the moment he had more interest in his sister than the pictures, but he brought it to his face, looking down as he pointed it at his chest.

Josie made it worth it, sticking her tongue out and teasing it along his chest. A shudder went through him as her soft pink tongue, the one that had just been in his mouth, traced a slow circle around his nipple.

Josie, she’s just Josie, not my sister, no, just a model. Just for the grade, she’s just helping me. He repeated the mantra even as she flicked her tongue over his nipple then put her lips around it.

Kenny moaned at the oddly pleasant feeling of having his nipple sucked, something he’d never experienced before. Josie sucked harder, then pressed her lips hard against his chest. She eased her head back and smiled at the perfect red imprint of her lips around it.

She moved to his other nipple, licking it side to side and up and down. Kenny’s entire body was tense and his knees trembling as Josie slid her tongue down his stomach. She traced the line of his shorts and he released a sharp breath when she slid her hands up the legs of his shorts.

Her tongue was now on his shorts and a soft whimper escaped him when she ran her tongue over his cock. Somehow through this he’d managed to take a few pictures, but when she licked the length of his covered erection, he couldn’t keep his hand still. Josie stared up at him, that sexy as fuck expression back on her face as she tongued his clothed cock.

Beneath his shorts her hand crept closer to it, and he lifted his hips, reflexively trying to get it in her hand. Her fingertips grazed his head, and he whispered. “Stop.” Josie frowned, but lifted her head from his lap, a look of disappointment on her face that made him wish he hadn’t asked her to stop.

“Lie on the bed.” Josie rose to her feet and walked around to the foot of the bed. “Take the camera.”

She seemed annoyed, as if he’d hurt her feelings telling her not to touch him. If that were true it made him wonder how far she’d planned on going.

Kenny turned on the bed and stretched out so his head was on the pillow.

“Further, sit up a little,” she pointed to the foot of the bed. “Give me some room.”

Kenny slid partway up into a sitting position then brought the camera up, taking a picture of Josie standing at the other end of the bed. She put one knee on it, then the other, sliding onto the bed. She lowered herself to her hands and knees and did a slow crawl up between his legs.

Kenny snapped away, getting pictures of her amazing tits as they hung beneath her and the way her long hair trailed along his thighs. She kept coming until her hands were on either side of his head and she was staring down at him.

She pushed the camera to the side, and lowered her upper body, pressing her breasts into his chest, and her lips to his. Josie kissed him forcefully, all but devouring his lips with hers. Her tongue dove into his mouth, and his arms went around her, his hands playing in her hair and running down her back.

The Nikon would be getting these from the side, and he could always bring them in to get better close ups when he edited them. Josie’s lips slid from his and trailed down his neck and to his chest.

He picked up the camera again as she backed down his body, her pink tongue racing a wet line down his chest and stomach. She licked his cock through the shorts, then sat up on her knees.

She swung one leg over his and settled down on his bare thigh. Josie worked her hips, grinding into him, and he groaned at the feeling of her wet thong sliding on her leg. Not just wet, but the heat generating from her pussy.

Josie moaned and her lips parted as she worked her hips harder and faster, dry humping his leg. She cupped her breasts, rubbing her nipples through the bra, then reached behind her. The straps loosened on her shoulders as she unhooked her bra and his eyes went wide as she moved her arms up and down, causing the straps to slide down to her elbows.

The only thing holding the bra up, was her forearm which she’d slid under her tits. She stared down at him, sucking on her lower lip, and he fumbled for the camera, not wanting to miss that look, and knowing that there was no doubt he’d be keeping these for himself.

Josie’s hand slid up between her breasts, gripping the middle of the bra, as she gave him a saucy little smile. “Showtime,” she whispered, then with no hesitation, she whipped her bra off.

“Jesus!” Kenny hissed, the camera falling from his hand as he was confronted with the sight of his sister’s tits.

Her big, firm, perfectly rounded tits. Her nipples, an adorable pink were small, but looked at hard as his cock felt. They had a slight upturn to them, and the pink skin around them so light he could barely make it out even against her fair skin.

Josie cupped them, holding them up, and slid her blue tipped thumbs over her nipples. She moaned, her eyes closing, and her hips grinding harder into his now sticky leg. Somehow Kenny had he presence of mind to grab the camera and took several quick shots of his sister’s bare tits.

His sister, topless, moaning, wet, and grinding on his leg. This was a dream, some messed up Taboo wet dream. No way this was happening. No way was spacey, silly, Josie working his leg like a stripper giving a lap dance while showing off a pair of tits a porn star would be envious of.

Josie lifted her right tit and lowering her head, eyed he camera as she proceeded to lick her own nipple.

“Goddamn,” Kenny muttered as she pressed both her tits together and moved her tongue from one to the other. She sucked her left nipple hard enough to smack her lips and leave a red lipstick smear on it.

He snapped a pic of it, then lowered the camera when Josie leaned forward onto her hands and crawled back up to him. Her slick thong slid along his thigh and she’d gotten low enough that her nipples were touching him.

Kenny had to remind himself to breath as she came closer, her hard, pink flesh teasing his chest and her ass raised in the air behind her. Josie eased his arm to the side, pushing the camera away, and gave him a quick kiss.

Sliding further over him, she dangled her left tit over his mouth.

“Suck it,” she nodded her head towards the tripod, and giggled. “For the shoot of course.”

Right, the shoot, but he opened wide, sticking his tongue out. Josie’s nipple slid over it, and she sighed before lowering her nipple into his waiting mouth. Kenny sucked it with an eager abandon he should be ashamed of.

“Hmm,” Josie moaned loudly. “That feels good,” she eased to the side, offering her other tit. “Can’t let them get jealous.”

Kenny sucked her nipple between his lips as his hands came up, cupping both of them, He was surprised at how heavy they were. A testament to how loose-fitting Josie’s clothes were that she was able to keep a rack like this secret.

Rack, he should slap himself, he sounded like Danny, but crude as it was it was true, Josie had the biggest tits he’d ever had the pleasure of touching, and sucking, and…getting pictures of. Because they belonged to Josie, the hot helpful subject of his photo session, not his sister, no, not that girl.

‘Josie the model’ was moaning above him, moving side to side to let him pay equal attention to each perfect breast, her ass swaying seductively behind her. She eased up, and with a sly smile, mouthed the words “My turn.”

She slid back down the bed, letting her now wet nipples caress his body on the way. Josie kept going until she settled down on her stomach between his legs. She bent her legs at the knees, and crossed them at the ankles, showing off the smooth soles of her feet, and tips of her toes which she’d curled inward.

Kenny took several pictures of what had become the most frequently used POV blow job position in porn. Damn, she looked fine! No wonder she’d said her ex was ‘couldn’t get enough’ happy with what she had, who wouldn’t be?

His shorts had remained unzipped and Josie reached in with a boldness that both caught him by surprise and excited him. She gripped his cock in her hand, and quickly pulled it out.

“Josie, oh my god!” He yelled, his voice cracking from nerves.

“Oh my god, is right!” Josie pursed her red lips together and whistled. “Damn, bro, this is a big fucking dick!”

“I…what…you can’t…we…” he stammered like an idiot, but his string of partial protests turned into a low moan when she pumped his cock in her small fist.

“So thick,” she whispered. “So hard,” she licked her full red lips.

“Oh fuck,” Kenny breathed. He’d been hard almost the entire time she’d been in the room and her slowly stroking him felt incredible.

“I can feel you throbbing!” she sucked on her lower lip. “Look how purple your head is, you’ve been hard a long time, haven’t you, baby?”

“Yes,” he could barely get the word out as she slid her palm over the oozing head of his cock. She slid her hand back down, rubbing his precum along his shaft and when she resumed jerking it, her hand glided smoothly over his now slick flesh.

“Guess I did a very good job,” She lowered her face to his cock, and flicked her tongue over it, barely missing the tip. “Maybe better than that Jenna girl?”

“Better than anyone,” he replied, his eyes glued to the way her slender fingers and blue nails looked wrapped around his sizable cock. “You were right, I can’t believe how fucking hot you are.”

“Just saying that because I’m playing with your big dick.” Josie eyed his cock the way a hungry man would stare at a steak, and he had no doubt that if he didn’t say anything to ruin it, she was going to put it in her mouth.

And he would be fine with that.

“Camera,” she told him. “Trust me, big brother,” she squeezed his cock. “And I mean big brother, you’re not going to want to miss this.”

He fumbled for the camera next to him, not wanting to take his eyes off Josie playing with his cock for even a second. He got it up to his face, and she stared at him over the head of his cock, a look of lust in her eyes that had his cock jerking in her hand.

Josie turned her face, and he came close to losing his grip on the camera when she placed his cock against her soft cheek. He snapped a picture, admiring the way his long hard cock looked along her face, then took another when she pressed his head into her cheek hard enough to squeeze pre cum from it.

She nuzzled her face into his cock like a satisfied kitten, smearing his sticky pre cum into her cheek. Josie turned her head, rubbing his cock against her other cheek before sliding his head to her mouth and kissing it.

She posed for him, her lips pressing into the spongy head of his cock and her intense lusty brown eyes staring into the camera. Josie slipped her tongue out and his hand shook as she traced a wet circle under the ridge of his purple head.

His thighs were already trembling around her and he was aware of her big soft tits pressing into them, her hard nipples poking into him. Josie swirled her tongue around his tip then made his hips jerk when she plunged her tongue into his oozing dick slit.

She eased her head back, taking a trail of pre cum with it and he somehow managed to take a picture. Josie ran her tongue slowly down one side of his shaft, then up the other. Kenny moaned and squirmed as she spent the next couple of minutes bathing his cock with her rapidly fluttering tongue.

Josie was breathing hard and he was so sensitive even her hot breath was giving him a thrill. She pushed his cock back against his stomach and ran her tongue slowly up from the base. She paused to let him get a good still of her tongue pressed to his shaft then went to the tip.

She slipped his head between her lips and gave him a sudden suck that made him cry out in surprise and her to giggle at his reaction. She went back down his shaft and he groaned when she kept going, her tongue now sliding over his swollen and aching balls.

Josie pushed his cock to the side, giving the camera the shot of her quickly sucking his left nut into her mouth.

“God, oh, God,” Kenny repeated as his sister worked his balls by first licking, then sucking on each.

He got a few pictures, but he doubted they’d be that good. But the Nikon would have them,. The side view wasn’t as good as his POV with the Cannon, but they’d still be amazing. Josie finished licking his balls and worked her tongue back up his shaft with a series of quick and slow licks, and finished him off by kissing his head once more.

But this time she left her lips on the tip and parting them slowly eased him into her mouth. Kenny’s legs straightened and he had to force his hips to keep still as she took his head into her warm wet mouth and swirled her tongue around it.

My cock is in my sister’s mouth! And I’m taking pictures of it! The dry old internet joke of ‘pictures or it didn’t happen’ ran through his mind, but he was going to have plenty of those. Josie opened her mouth wider and took him deep into her mouth. Kenny gasped as she easily took most of his length, and held him in her mouth, her eyes staring into his.

She slid her tongue along his shaft, then shook her head side to side, working his head around her mouth. Kenny gripped the sheet with his free hand as she worked her mouth back to his head, then took him deep once more.

This time she opened wider and with a loud gagging sound, forced her lips to the base of his shaft. Holy shit! His sister was deep throating him! Kenny had been with four girls since his first time at sixteen, and none of them could take him all the way.

Josie was forcing herself to do it, as her eyes bulged and she released a nasty sounding gurgle around him, and spit exploded from the sides of her mouth. But she held him there. Her eyes now rolling back as she moaned around his cock.

That moan was the sexiest damn thing he’d ever heard as it was done around his twitching cock between Josie’s soft red lips. She eased him from her mouth and let a trail of drool and spit flow onto his cock.

She stroked him, using the spit to lube up his cock, then shocked him by spitting another glob of it onto his head, but this time putting her mouth over it and slurping it off. Kenny forced his finger to move, snapping randomly as Josie eased herself up on her elbows so she was now over his cock, then took him deep in one smooth motion.

She gagged again, and more spit sprayed out around his cock, but she rapidly slurped her way back up, then slowly bobbed her head.

“Oh, Josie,” he moaned. “Fuck, sis, that feels so good,” he didn’t know if he should be calling her sis, but she didn’t mind as she continued to blow him.

She was sucking in a slow steady rhythm that felt incredible, but was a bit of a tease considering how wound up he’d been. She was taking him about halfway down each time she sucked, and each slow delicious suck was followed by a soft moan in her throat.

He managed to tear his eyes from the surreal sight of his sister sucking his dick and looked down her body. Her long dark hair fanned out across her back, that perfect ass clad in the string thong and her legs kicking playfully back and forth as she blew him.

Her hips were moving in circles, grinding into the bed as she worked her soft lips and disturbingly skilled tongue along his rigid cock. She rose high enough for him to see her tits, and he slipped his free hand down between them, and played with her right nipple.

She moaned, then released his cock, spit sliding down her throat and onto his cock. Josie slid closer to him and raised up on her knees. She slipped his cock between her tits and pressed them tightly around them.

Josie let a long trail of spit flow from her mouth and between her tits, then bounced up and down.

“Shit,” Kenny gasped as his sister fucked him with her tits. “You’re incredible.”

“Pictures,” she prodded him, then lowered her head and gave his cock a quick suck as it protruded from the top of her tits.

Kenny took a couple of shots, at this point because she said something because at this point he was ready to toss the damn thing on the floor and enjoy the show. Josie worked his now sloppy wet cock between her tits, then stopped.

“Go ahead,” she encouraged him. “Fuck my titties.”

Her words alone were enough to start his hips moving. He pumped them as fast as he could, pushing his cock between Josie’s big soft tits. She kept her head down, giving his head a lick or quick suck at the end of each thrust.

He pressed the button a couple times, but was barely aiming, as he moved it to the side, wanting to watch her with his eyes and not through the camera view. He was groaning with each thrust, and it occurred to him that he wasn’t too far from coming.

Was he supposed to? Would she let him? Should he tell her?

Josie released his cock from between her tits, and took him back in her mouth, bobbing her head faster and harder than before. She grabbed his free hand and placed it in her hair, so he could move it away from her face.

He placed it on top of her head, and seeing his hand in her air, guiding her head as she worked his cock added yet another thrill. Josie was taking him deep each time, gagging and gurgling as she forced herself to take every inch.

Kenny saw red lipstick smears on his shaft and managed another picture as Josie was now driving her face down on his cock as if she were face fucking herself. Her eyes were watering, and her face was now red as a beet.

Josie was using her hand as well, two fingers sliding up and down his shaft, and following the wet trail left by her lips. Her sucking w3as accompanied by wet sloppy slurping sounds and spit and pre cum were flowing from the sides of her mouth. Kenny slumped back onto the bed, moaning, his legs straight and his body tense as his sister devoured his cock in a way that was almost violent.

“Oh, oh, shit,” he gasped when his balls tightened, and cock jerked each time she pounded it down her throat. “Josie!” he moaned. “I’m going to…you need to, Oh, fuck!”

Kenny tried to hold back, but his cock erupted, sending a spurt of cum into his sister’s descending mouth.

“Hmm-mmm!” Josie’s eyes went wide, and she slowed down her manic sucking.

She was now bobbing her head more slowly, sucking harder, and his hips jerked when her free hand went to his balls, rubbing them as if she were helping drain them into her mouth.

She jerked his cock as well, using both hands and her obscenely eager mouth to suck every drop from him. And from the feel of it, there was a lot, he released several squirts into her mouth, and some of it slid past her lips and down his shaft.

Josie quickly slurped it back up, moaning as if it were a whipped cream and not her brother’s load.

“Josie, oh, Josie!” he repeated like an idiot as she continued to slurp on his dick, working for every drop, and finishing off what was by far the best blow job he’d ever received.

Josie slowed her sucking, holding him between her lips, and pointed to the camera. He reluctantly picked it up, and she waited until he was pointing it at her, and he was damn glad he did.

She opened her mouth and let his cum ooze out. It flowed down her chin then down his cock to the base of his shaft, he snapped as fast as he could, looking forward to the stills of it dripping down her face.

Josie licked her lips then made him groan loudly when she sucked him again. This time she opened her mouth, showing him the puddle of cum on her tongue. Kenny kept clicking as Josie pushed some of it between her lips, then blew bubbles with it like a porn star.

“Who the fuck are you?” he breathed as he struggled to catch his breath while watching her close her mouth and make a show of swallowing, then showing off her now empty mouth.

“Josie, the model,” she sat up between his legs and he noticed how wet and sticky her tits still were from him fucking them. “And a girl who needs this dick in her wet fucking twat.”

Josie slid up the bed and placing her left foot next to his hip rose up high enough to pull her thong to the side.

Kenny stared at his sister’s smooth pink slit, her swollen clit visible beneath its hood, and licked his lips. Before he could do anything, she grabbed his still twitching cock, held it up, and sat on his cock.

“Fuck!” Josie squealed as his cock plunged deep inside her. “Oh my god, you’re big!”

“You’re…” Kenny had still been trying to catch his breath from that intense blow job, and was now overwhelmed by his sister’s insanely wet, and delightfully hot tight pussy.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Josie yelped as she slid her leg so her other foot was on the bed and she was squatting over him.

“Easy!” he moaned. “I…I just came.”

“Stay hard!” Josie pleaded as she braced her hands on his chest and bucked her hips, riding him hard and fast. “Stay hard for your sister! I worked so hard for you; you need to stay hard for me!”

Kenny didn’t think that would be a problem as Josie was fucking him as wildly as she sucked him. Whoever said it was the quiet ones you had to watch out for hadn’t been kidding. His sister was a goddamn closet porn star, and the wildest ride he’d ever had.

“Fuck, oh fuck I need this!” Josie moaned as she continued bouncing on his still oozing cock like he was a mechanical bull at a bar. “God you have such a nice dick!”

That was never going to make it on a Christmas card, that was for sure, but the way she was fucking him, and her dirty talk, had his hips thrusting as much as they could in that position. He grabbed her sides, his hands easily going around her slender waist and for the first time, took the initiative.

He pulled her forward, and with a yelp, Josie fell on top of him. Kenny wrapped his arms around her, pinning her to his chest, and slid his legs up so his feet were braced on the bed. Now with leverage he was able to thrust his hips, rapidly into his sister’s now prone pussy.

“Oh, oh!” Josie cried out in his ear as he tore into her as hard as he could.

He was using long strokes, most of his cock sliding from within the tight clutches of her pink slit before pounding back into her. Josie shifted to her knees and her arms went beneath him, hugging herself to him as he fucked her.

She matched his rhythm, her hips now rising and driving down in time with his thrusts. Kenny was breathing hard as his still sensitive head was like a raw nerve inside her, but Josie was yelping and talking dirty in his ear.

“That’s it, fuck your baby sister! Shove that big cock in my sloppy cunt! You feel how wet I am for you? How hot you taking pictures made me? I knew I was going top fuck you the second I saw you get hard when I was licking my finger!”

Holy crap, sloppy cunt? Knew she was going to fuck him? One thing he’d been right on, the camera had the effect on her that he’d thought was something models and porn stars had just made up to sound hot.

Kenny begrudgingly admitted to himself hearing her tell him to fuck his baby sister added more urgency and force to his thrusts. He knew this was wrong in every way, and for a split second felt a pang of fear at the thought of what if their damn parents came home?

But it was hard to worry about anything with Josie squealing in his ear as he violated her tight twat with his violent thrusts. Josie pushed up on the bed, so she could lift her head enough to kiss him.

Her tongue plunged into his mouth, as she whimpered deep in her throat while he continued to fuck her. He returned the passionate kiss, his hands sliding down and grabbing her ass, and spreading her cheeks to allow his cock to drive even deeper into her.

Josie moaned and yelped into his mouth, her hips driving her pussy down to meet his powerful thrusts.

“Keep fucking me,” she whispered into his lips. “Just keep fucking me! I need your cock in me, Kenny!”

Her words sent a surge off lust through him, and sliding his hands up to her arms, he wrenched his shoulders to the side. Josie cried out in surprise as he rolled them over, and he was now above her, still hammering into her tight juicy pussy.

“Yes, oh I love it!” Josie cried out. “Take it, baby! Take your sexy little sister!”

She got her hands between them and pushed against his chest. Kenny rose to his knees and she drew her legs up, putting her bare feet on his stomach. He gripped her knees, and fucked her hard and fast, now looking down and watching his glistening cock slid in and out between her lips, splitting her beautiful little peach of a pussy.

Her thong was still on, just pulled to the side, and it added even dirtier thrill. Josie reached to the side and with a wicked smile, grabbed the camera and brought it to her face.

“You look so sexy!” She told him as she took a picture of him above her. “Look at those artms and your chest and my pretty little feet on you!”

She lowered the camera, pointing it between their legs.

“Get some pictures of you fucking that barely legal pussy.”

“Barely legal?” he slowed his hips. “What?”

“Sorry,” she giggled. “I watch way too much porn.”

“I’m not complaining,” he laughed, and he was surprised at how good it felt. This wasn’t just sex, they’d been having fun, and wasn’t sex supposed to be fun?

“I need to cum!” Josie moaned and slid her hand between her legs, her fingers rubbing her excited clit in hard circles.

“Stop that,” he pushed her hand away.

“W…what’s the matter?” For the first time, she looked nervous. “I do something wrong?”

“You did,” as much as he hated to do it, he eased his cock from inside her. “You were going to make yourself come. You think you’re going to sit here with a pussy that like that, and I’m not going to taste it?”

“Have I told you what an awesome brother you are?” Josie laughed, as she lifted her hips, and pushed the thong down.

“That’s because I have the world’s best sister,” he pulled her thong down her legs and tossed it off the bed. “Who else has a sister that gives amazing head like that?”

“Aww, that’s so sweet!” Josie laughed loudly; her usual infectious laugh accompanied by her trademark big goofy smile.

But that smile could only seem so goofy with her face red and sweaty and black streaks of mascara mixed with sticky precum streaked down her cheeks. He was going to have to get a picture of her ‘freshly fucked’ look before she cleaned up.

For now, he planned on getting her even sweatier as he lowered his head and sucked on each of her hard nipples. Despite how badly he wanted to taste her, Kenny made himself slow down, enjoying teasing her nipples with his tongue and lips and the way she moaned and sighed contentedly as he did so.

His cock was pressed along her stomach and she rocked her hips, sliding it along her soft skin. Kenny worked his tongue down her stomach, smiling when Josie giggled while he tongued the silver chain, flipping it around as he licked around her naval.

“Tickles!” she laughed and wiggled beneath him, making him laugh at her.

He quickly slid down between her legs and gave her swollen clit a quick suck that made her gasp and thrust her hips.

“That tickle?”

“No, that felt amazing!” Josie smiled down at him. “Do it again, please!”

Kenny gave her clit another hard suck, then trailed his tongue down between her lips. Josie’s pussy did resemble a peach, her lips tucked in tight to her mound. He split those lips, spreading them with his fingers as his tongue swirled between them.

“Yeah,” Josie purred. “That’s it, baby, eat that pussy. Make your baby sis come for you.”

She moaned when he opened her wider and plunged his tongue into her sloppy pussy.

“Smile!” Josie called out, and he turned his eyes up to see she was taking pictures of him.

He eased his tongue out, making a show of sliding it through her lips, then around her clit before shoving it back inside.

“Ooh, bad boy, tongue fucking me,” she sighed as she dropped the camera and cupping her breasts, stroked her nipples with her thumbs.

Kenny moved his head, using his rigid tongue to fuck her as she’d asked, while he slid his hand over her pussy, his thumb lightly rubbing her clit while she probed her slit. Josie moaned and whimpered, her hips rocking gently as he slurped and sucked, getting a mouthful of her sticky juices.

He worked his tongue to her clit, and Josie lifted her legs, putting her feet on his shoulders, and giving him even better access to her succulent pink pussy. Kenny eased two fingers inside her, and slowly pumped them.

Josie moaned in appreciation, rocking her hips in time with his fingers, while he flicked his tongue across her clit. He wanted to bury his face between her thighs and eat her the way she’d sucked his cock.

But instead he wanted to show her he was a good lover as well and took his time on her. He licked her clit side to side, then up and down and in slower, then faster, circles. Above him, Josie whimpered and moaned, as she now rolled her nipples between her fingers and tugged on them.

She had her eyes closed, and her lips parted. Even with her face a mess and red lipstick smeared around her mouth, she looked beautiful, more than that, she looked like a woman. This wasn’t his weird little sister, but a mature, sensual woman who enjoyed sex more than anyone he’d ever met.

Lying there between her legs, licking her closer to an orgasm, Kenny knew this couldn’t be just once. There was no way he could ever look at her the same, or that they could act like this never happened.

“Right there,” Josie moaned as she pulled her nipples to the point it looked painful. “Just like that, Kenny, just like that!”

Her hips lifted and her toes curled into him. Her pussy tightened around his fingers, and when he switched from licking to giving her clit a hard suck, Josie released a long loud squeal worthy of any adult film star.

She ground her hips hard into his face as she pushed her feet into his shoulders, using them to arch her back and press her hot wet flesh into his face. Kenny’s hips were moving as well, sliding his hard cock into the bed in anticipation of being back inside his sister’s pussy.

Josie yelped as she writhed on the bed, her pussy grinding into his face as it contracted around his fingers. Kenny continued to lick and suck, keeping his fingers buried within her as her orgasm tore through her.

“Oh my god!” Josie groaned as her body went limp, and her legs dropped to his sides. “I came hard!”

“What did you say about hard?” Kenny was on his knees and in an instant her by the ankles, lifting her legs as he plowed into her even wetter pussy.

“Fuck yeah!” Josie yelled as he tore into her with long hard strokes. “Take it, baby! Take that pussy!”

Kenny opened her legs as wide as he could, then pushed them back, leaning forward until he had her feet up over her head. Josie’s eyes went wide, and she squealed as her ass came off the bed and he plunged deeper into her.

Her eyes rolled back, and she alternately yipped and whimpered as he continued to hammer his cock repeatedly into her now gushing pussy. She was so wet his inner thighs were wet and he could hear his cock entering her.

“Yes, yes!” Josie slid her arms behind her knees, drawing her legs back for him, her feet pressed together, like a human pretzel.

Holy fuck, she was something! Kenny watch his cock relentlessly plunder her small slit and her big tits bounce wildly as he fucked her hard enough to make the bed rock. He caught a flash out of the corner of his eye, the camera was still catching this.

Talk about home movies, he thought with a smiled.

“Make me cum again!” Josie groaned. “Play with my clit, I want to cum on your cock!”

Kenny pressed his thumb to her once again hard clit and rubbed it in fast hard circles. Josie cried out in pleasure and putting her ankles on his shoulders, resumed playing with her nipples. He slowed his fucking as he felt his knees shaking and the first twinges in his cock.

“Not yet!” Josie pleaded. “Don’t cum yet! You need to fuck me doggy!”

Her talking like that wasn’t going to help, and he slowed down even more. Josie whimpered in frustration, but when he switched from his thumb to two fingers on her clit, rubbing even harder, her eyes widened, and her hips moved as much as they could with her legs up.

She slid her right foot into his face, pushing her toes against his lips.

“Suck them,” she moaned. “Suck my toes!”

That was different, but Kenny sucked two of her toes into his mouth. Josie giggled, then moaned as he worked his tongue across her toes, licking and sucking each in turn. She pushed her other foot at him, and he did the same, sliding his tongue around and between her toes.

It didn’t do anything for him, but Josie’s pussy tightened around his cock, and seconds later she threw her head back and released another insanely loud squeal. She squirmed beneath him, bucking her hips as she fucked her with deliberately slow strokes.

Josie yelped as he pussy convulsed, and a warm gush of fluid, squirted out around his cock. She emitted several short sharp little yips that reminded him off hiccups, then let her legs fall to the bed.

“Oh, wow,” she moaned, her eyes closed. “I think the room is spinning.”

“What did you say about doggy?” he withdrew his now dripping cock. He’d never seen a girl get so wet.

“I said, you need to fuck me that way.”

Josie took a deep breath as if trying to muster the energy to move and rolled onto her stomach. She drew her knees up beneath her, pointing her ass at him, and raising herself up on her hands.

“Come get it!” She shook her ass at him.

Kenny grabbed her hips and she howled when he drove himself into her hard enough to make her rock forward. The sight of that perfect ass in the air and that sexy tattoo with some of her dark hair plastered to her back from sweat was more too much for him to hold back.

He squeezed her hips as he took her harder than he’d ever fucked a girl before.

“Fuck yeah!” Josie yelled. “That’s it, baby! That’s how you fuck a woman! That’s how you make a girl yours!”

“You mine?” he asked as he struggled to hold back his impending orgasm.

“All yours, Kenny!” she looked over her shoulder at him. “Baby sis is all yours! Its your pussy, and your mouth!” she gave him a naughty wink. “Maybe even my ass. I’ve never done that before.”

“Oh, shit,” his eyes dropped to her tight pink rosebud over his thrusting cock.

“Mom and dad can’t be home for that because I’m going to squeal like a stuck pig you stick that big dick in there.”

“Goddamn, Josie,” he moaned. “You’re crazy.”

“Get the pictures!” she pushed the camera back towards him.

Kenny grabbed the camera and slowed his thrusting, getting a couple of shots of her back, then his cock between her cheeks, gliding into her pink slit. He tossed the camera to the side and resumed fucking her.

“Grab my hair, both hands!” Josie demanded.

Kenny did as she asked, getting a fistful of her long hair in each hand and pulling back on it. Josie’s head came up and she released a long loud howl as he hammered into her with all the strength in his hips.

“Yeah, take the reins!” She cried out. “Ride your sister! Ride her like the dirty little pony she is!”

“Dirty little…”

Kenny couldn’t take it anymore. He delivered several more savage thrusts and groaned as his balls tightened and he reached the point he couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Bullseye!” Josie shouted, and when Kenny whipped his cock out, she slid onto her stomach, so she was lying flat.

Kenny leaned over her, pumping his cock and sent a long thick spurt of cum onto the colorful butterfly.

“Hmm, that’s warm!’ she giggled. “Keep going, big brother, paint your sister’s back!”

He moaned as he stroked is cock, amazed at the size of his load seeing he’d come not long ago, He laid several white strips of cum onto the tattoo and squeezing his cock, wrung a few more drops onto her.

“Picture,” Josie said in a barely audible voice.

Kenny had no interest in the damn camera, but after taking a second admire the huge mess he’d made on her back, picked up the cannon and took a couple of pictures, He dropped the camera, then turned and dropped onto his back next to her.

“Wow,” Josie turned her head so she was looking at him. “That was intense!”

“I didn’t expect that,” he whistled. “Mom and Dad would shit!”

“Mom and Dad aren’t ever going to know,” Josie gave him a tired smile. “That was so fucking hot.”

“Yeah, but now what?”

“Hmm, let’s see. I got stoned, I got fucked, I came twice.” She yawned. “I’d say a nap.”

“I mean like with us.”

“You have fun with me?”

“Can’t you tell?”

“That is a lot of fun all over my back,” she giggled. “And there was more than that in my mouth.”

“Sorry, I was pretty damned worked up.” He leaned over and kissed her sweaty forehead. “Someone in this room is sexy as hell.”

“Not bad for deadhead hippie sis?”

“My god if Danny ever saw some of those pictures.”

“Show him a couple, the ones without my face.”

“Seriously?”

“Sure, have some fun, tell him Jenna couldn’t make it and I was the backup model.” She paused. “Mary Jane,” she snickered. “Get it?”

“Yeah, I get it,” he had to admit it would be fun to see what Danny’s reaction would be without him knowing who he was looking at. More than a little turn on too, to see Danny get worked up over his sister’s body, the body he’d just enjoyed.

“But what about us?”

“Huh?” her eyes had been closed, and she forced them open.

“You asked if I had fun, but that was it.”

“You worry too much Kenny,” she closed her eyes while she spoke. “You had fun, I had fun. What’s the problem?”

“I guess I’m asking if we’ll have fun again.”

Her eyes opened. “You ready again?”

“No!” the look on his face made her laugh.

“Then let me know when you are, and we’ll have some fun.”

“We’re not supposed to have that kind of fun.”

“Whatever, if it feels good do it.”

“So like are we going to be a thing or you going to date someone or…”

“Kenny, you need to smoke more, you’re too much like Dad, you always need to know everything and have a plan. Just roll with it.”

“I don’t even know how it happened, or why. You think about it before?”

“No, I just got hot and horny getting sexy for you. Being in front of the camera got me more worked up, then I got even hotter when I saw how you were looking at me. I figured I was kind of teasing both of us, but you were hard and looking at me like I was the prettiest thing you ever saw, and it got to me.”

“You are the prettiest girl I know,” he told her. “And not just today. I always knew you were pretty, that’s why I never let anyone make fun of you.”

“And I know that.” She opened her eyes part way and smiled. “Remember why I told you I don’t show myself off?”

“Because you want guys to like you for you, not your looks?”

“And my body, and the way I like to fuck and talk dirty was their reward. You’re my brother and sometimes you make fun of me a little, but we’ve always been close, and you always stood up for me, and you help me anytime I need it.”

She put her hand to her mouth, suppressing another yawn.

“I know it sounds bad, but I know I have a nice body, but the way you looked at me? The way I could tell you were trying not to, but couldn’t help it and would have stopped because it was wrong, and you’d never want to hurt me? I figure if anyone deserves a reward, it’s my big brother.”

“Do you have some kind of rewards program?” He asked. “Like can I earn more?”

“That’s better, joke, laugh, relax and have fun, Kenny,” she sighed. “We’re going to have a lot of fun. Sexy dirty fun, and maybe some sweet fun.”

“Sweet?”

“I like being raunchy, but I like slow and sweet too. Sometimes you can fuck me, sometimes you can love me.”

“I’ll always love you,” he kissed the top of her head.

“I love you too,” she replied. “I’ll love you more if you shut that stupid camera off and maybe wipe the mess off my back.”

“Sure,” he forced himself to get up, and walking over to the Nikon shut it off.

On the way back to the bed, he picked up his shirt and gently wiped the white sticky mess from her back. When he was done, he kissed her shoulder, then planted several quick kisses across the top of her back.

“That’s sweet,” Josie giggled. “Now lay down and take a nap with me. We have work to do later.”

“Like what?” He crawled into bed next to her and pulled the sheet up over them.

“We have to go through all the pictures.” She laughed. “The really nasty ones were fun, but you can’t use those.”

“Yeah, cum dripping down your face is Porn hub, not art.” Now that he was lying on his back, and relaxed he felt a wave of exhaustion flowing over him. Man, they’d gone at it. “But I have all day to pick and edit the pictures.”

“Yeah, but tomorrow by the time you’re done Mom and Dad will be home. If we do it today, we’ll get all horny looking at them and can fuck again and be nice and loud and not worry about anyone hearing us.”

“Damn, I like the way you think, sis. You really are the perfect sister.”

“No,” she giggled. “I’m the model sister! Get it?”