PART SEVEN

Julie’s gentle tugging intensified as my attention shifted to the video playing on the computer screen. I was shocked and aghast at what I was witnessing. It was a train wreck, but I couldn’t look away.

Stephanie looked to be about eighteen in the recording, but she was sucking her dad’s cock like a seasoned veteran. Back and forth she rocked with her hands clasped to his hips. She wasn’t only sucking his cock, she was attacking it.

Regardless of the participants, I found the video to be wickedly erotic. My dick throbbed and my ass clenched tightly. Julie’s skillful mastery of the male appendage was nothing short of prodigious.

I leaned back against my sister and groaned.

She kissed my ear and whispered, “If you’re going to come, I want it in my mouth. I need it.”

Fumbling to remove my underwear, I was unable to maneuver my hips well enough to fully remove them, so I laid back and begged my mistress to take me before it was too late. “Please, Jules,” I ached. “Yank my cock as hard as you can. I’m going to come. I want to come in your mouth so fucking badly.”

My lover moved her head closer to my shaft and continued to wrench me fiercely using both of her hands. When she heard my breathing start to catch, she went in for the kill.

Her teeth barely grazed the tip of my cock as she bobbed up and down... then let me hit the back of her mouth. Gagging and retching sounds emanated from her throat pushed me over the edge as I moaned deep and low.

“Fuuuuck, Jules……Aaaaaaargh,” I cried.

Semen exploded into her mouth as she stopped moving her mouth to accept it. Instead of continuing to fellatiate me once I came, she smartly stopped. There was nothing worse than having an orgasm ruined by a woman continuing to give head once the climax had passed.

Julie took it a step farther and expertly squeezed my cock to build pressure against the last few squirts, releasing them in timely fashion to give the third, fourth, and fifth sports extra power.

Every single drop of me was collected in her mouth. When she was satisfied knowing I was empty, She turned her body to lie on top of me. Her face was over my chest and I saw her smile slowly at first, then broadly.

As her lips parted, my come spilled out into tiny pools on my chest. Her eyes were trained on mine with animalistic ferocity and I felt an additional palpitation in my groin.

I grabbed her biceps and pulled her closer so I could kiss her lips. The taste of my spunk was abundant on her tongue and it was heavenly. She was sweet and I was salty, but not tart. The combination was indescribable.

“Oh, my God. I love the way we taste,” I asserted, taking a moment to breathe before kissing her again.

Julie chuckled. “I loved the way we taste, too.”

One last kiss and she bounded off both me and the bed.

“Click open any one of the other videos from nineteen ninety-six,” she said slyly as she walked toward the bathroom.

The filename of what we just watched was 1SAD1996. The last four digits must indicate the year, I thought. I tried working out the rest and could only speculate as to what it all meant. Looking over the other files, it started to become clearer to me.
There were other files with similar names: 2SAD1996, 5SAD1996, 1S1996, 2S1996, 10SAD1997, and so on.

“Do I even want to know what’s on the rest of these?” I hollered toward the open bathroom door. “I mean... I’m like, not going to find myself in here, am I?”

Julie returned with a small, damp cloth and a medium-sized towel. Before addressing my concerns, she used the little towel to wipe down my chest and the larger one to pat it dry.

“No, little brother,” she said.

Pointing to her temple she explained, “You were always in here.” She drew her fingers across her left breast then added, “And in here.”

She tossed the towels aside and curled up next to me on the bed. Pretending to play it cool, I turned to contemplate the open folder on her computer. In reality, my mind was filled with a dizzying array of thoughts.

“I love your cock,” she continued, only to befuddle my mind further.

While I looked at at the screen in front of me, I saw nothing. None of it registered.

“It’s so hot that you don’t mind the taste of your own cum. You have no idea what kind of a turn-on that is for me. I imagined so many things about you, but I would never have hoped to dream anything like this would be possible.”

Playing a new video was completely out of the question. I was forced to put the limelight on the words coming out of my sister’s mouth.

“What do you mean exactly? Just how long have you imagined any of this?” I asked. “Other than the whole ‘masturbating orgasm thing’, that is.”

Julie caressed my chest and shoulders. I could sense the combination of her wanting to selfishly touch me as much as possible, but at the same rate, soothe me physically.

“Believe it or not,” she began, then indicating the thumb drive sticking out the side of the laptop with a nod of her head. “It all started there.”

Perplexed, I clicked a random file and it began to play. It started somewhat like the first one. It was a grainy, almost black & white with snowy video that eventually clarified to a certain degree.

The room was recognizable straight away from the prior clip. It was obviously Stephanie’s room again. However, there was only one person in the frame this time - Stephanie. I wasn’t entirely disappointed to not have to see my step-father’s dick again, but I got bored waiting for something, anything, to happen. After a little while, our step-sister retrieved a phallic device from underneath her bed and began to strip naked. It was all so casual. There was no rushing around, no urgency. I suspected she knew she had the house to herself, but didn’t realize that she was being taped. When I asked my sister exactly that, she confirmed my suspicions.

“I don’t get it, though,” I said. “How does this relate to me?”

“Heh,” Julie snickered. “Relate.”

I rolled my eyes when I realized the unintentional pun, but said nothing about it.

“The long story short is that I was arming myself for things I couldn’t foresee. Call it dumb-luck or whatever, but I knew at the time that the things I discovered could be used to my advantage. When I found out about Stephanie and Charlie, I nearly lost my shit.”

“I’ll bet you did,” I replied automatically.

“Um-hmm,” she confirmed with pursed lips. “But I had to destroy the first few tapes that I made. Ugh. That was probably the smartest thing I ever did in this whole situation.”

“Oh, yeah? Why’s that?” I asked.

“She was underage,” Julie answered. “Trust me, they were going at it pretty hard and heavy way before she turned eighteen. But it struck me that if I recorded them at all, no matter what my intentions were, I would have been in possession of kiddie porn or something. I simply couldn’t take that chance, so I destroyed anything I filmed before that slut’s birthday.”

“Wow,” I replied vaguely nonplussed, but still quite shocked. “That’s unbelievable.”

“Believe it, Cinderella,” she teased me. “Your stepsisters were fucked up from the floor up. I almost want to feel bad for them, but seeing the way they treated you and I… Well... Fuck ‘em.”

“I still don’t understand how this applies to me,” I repeated. “What does any of this have to do with you and me?”

Julie rolled over and kissed me before turning to the computer and selecting a different video.

“She frigs herself for a little while and has one of the lamest orgasms of all time,” she explained. “It’s not even worth watching, but it’s worth having, and that’s the point.”

After selecting a different file, Julie sat back and fondled my limp cock.

“If you don’t mind your own cum, I wish you could suck some of it out of my ass. There’s no way in hell you’re putting this thing up there, though. No fucking way. It’s too big.”

I blushed and assumed she was joking with me, so I laughed. “Oh, okay.”

“Really,” she replied. “It’s the ideal length and girth for my pussy, but not my ass.”

Kissing me seductively on the lips she added, “And I can’t wait until you are inside me, I really am ready if you are, my dear.”

“Soon,” I answered. “I really need to know why these videos are so important…. I mean, other than the obvious…. What the fuck is that?”

The sound of flesh on flesh was loud and persistent. Grunting and moaning filled the speakers and I simply had to see what was going on. As I reviewed the scene, Julie explained it to me.

“That’s Christmas 1996. Charlie invited his golfing buddy Jim to fuck his oldest daughter. Wasn’t that nice of him?”

“What the actual fuck?” I spat.

“Oh yeah,” Julie confirmed steadily. “She wasn’t thrilled about it at first, but from what I was able to find out, she fucked him several times for fun afterward, too.”

“Are you shitting me, Jules?”

“To my knowledge, she still fucks him to this day. For money, of course. The stupid, lazy whore isn’t good for anything else, so why not, right?”

My mouth was wide open as I watched fat Jim plow my skanky step-sister. I was sad, disgusted, confused, and appalled. Trying to piece it all together, my mind simply shut it all out for a moment and reverted back to the one question I had been trying to get answered.

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