Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

“I can setup a camera wherever we need to,” he said at one point, and Camille looked at him curiously for a moment.

“You know… that’s not bad,” she said.

Kelly glanced back over. “What’s that?”

“More cameras,” Camille said. “People are ravenous for you and want to see you doing all sorts of things.”

Kelly smiled in amusement but nodded silently.

“So… we give them more. We leave the camera up in the room that you’re going to be filming the webcams in, but put a camera up in the shower, or like… outside facing the hot tub. You’ll have a camera there ready and waiting for when your fans request that you go somewhere and do something else.”

Kelly smiled, liking the idea.

“Plus, we can film you taking showers and put that up, drawing more people in.”

“People want to watch me shower?” she asked.

“There’s people out there that have a fetish about everything honey,” Camille said. She looked up past Kelly and got and amused look on her face. Kelly heard footsteps behind her, and started to turn to her left but felt something on her shoulder and glanced to the right.

Laughing, she covered her mouth for a second as she saw the large erection of one of the Italians sitting there.

“He got lonely and wanted to come and get a kiss,” Vincent said. “No tell Paolo, though, he get jealous.”

Still amused, she turned and gave it a kiss on part of the shaft, causing Vincent to groan animatedly.

“See how happy you make him?”

Camille said something, but Vincent had moved around to Kelly’s side and gripped his cock in his hand, thwapping it up and down on her shoulder playfully.

“Is okay, you give another kiss for him,” Vincent said, his accent thicker when he was turned on apparently.

Kelly, unable to stop herself, opened her mouth and planted both lips on the head of his cock and was predictably rewarded by him pushing it against her lips.

“See, he has mind of his own now,” Vincent said.

Aroused, but still thinking clearly, Kelly smirked and backed her head up.

“No no,” Vincent said, his hand on her cheek. “Is no nice to no finish your meal,” he said, popping the head up and down on her lips.

“Vincent,” Camille said, drawing his gaze over. “Stop seducing my star.”

Kelly’s lips opened automatically in that moment though, and he thrust inside, his hand moving to the top of her head.

“I sorry but is feel so nice. She beautiful, so sexy,” he replied.

Kelly sucked hard, feeling him thrusting into her mouth, wondering if he was hoping to cum there.

“Yes, that’s it,” he said, looking back down. “And again.” He pushed deeper then, his cockhead pushing against the back of her throat for a second before he pulled back.

“He like dog,” Paolo said behind them, yanking Vincent back. “Mi scusi,” he added, dragging the delicious looking erection away from her lips and back toward the bathroom, Vincent yelling at him in Italian the whole way.

Kelly watched him go, then wiped her mouth and smiled at the others, laughter suddenly filling the office.

“I’m sorry honey,” Camille said. “I’ll tell them to behave if they come back out.”

Not sure if she wanted them to, Kelly simply shrugged. They spoke a few more minutes about her business, and she started to get ready to leave.

“So… Danielle,” Camille said, “when are you going to come and shoot for me?”

Danielle looked up; her surprise obvious. “Oh… I uh… I hadn’t thought about it.”

“You were definitely a hit on Friday night with Kelly’s fans,” Camille said. “I know that Frank sure liked you.”

Danielle smiled and glanced at Kelly.

“It’s not a Dom/Sub decision, honey,” Kelly said, guessing her question before it was asked.

That looked like it surprised her, and she fell silent for a few seconds. “I’ll give it some thought,” she said.

“Please do! I’ve got a lot of shoots planned and could use someone as adorable as you.”

Danielle smiled, and the three finally started to make their way to the exit.

“Tell the two studs I said I’d see them soon,” Kelly said.

“Will do,” Camille replied. “Are you going to be free this week to shoot? I can line up a fella or two for you.”

Kelly smiled, nodding. “Definitely,” she said. “Tomorrow at the earliest though. I really am sore.”

Camille looked like she was suddenly trying to figure something out, and Kelly turned to leave her to it.

“See you soon!” she called out.

“Bye Kel!” came the response.

***

The rest of the day was spent doing housework or relaxing. Danielle took another nap and then helped clean the house with the others, pausing for a few minutes to watch Duncan and Kara go at it again on the living room floor.

Conner spent his afternoon setting up cameras in other spots, getting them secured and locked into the controlling laptop and testing them. After that, the poor young man had said that he was beat and was heading home early.

Duncan had been amused to hear about the two Italians and their shenanigans, as was Kara. He’d asked if she’d finished Vincent off after he’d shoved his dick in her mouth and frowned playfully when she said that she hadn’t.

Evening came and Duncan made some steaks, Danielle electing to make the other fixings. She was a decent cook for her age, and the food turned out really nice. After the hearty meal, Danielle retired to her room and Kara got ready to head to hers, the day’s constant sexual activities having finally taken their toll.

“Love you guys,” she said, kissing them both and rising from the spot on the couch between them.

“Night,” Duncan said. “Love you.”

“Love you,” Kelly replied. “Sleep well hun.”

Kara waved sleepily and disappeared into her room.

“So, you’ve got a porno shoot this week,” Duncan said. “I figure that Camille will be calling me again soon.”

“I’d count on it,” she said.

He chuckled, pulling her to him as she scooted closer. Leaning into his chest, she breathed out deeply, contentedly.

“Honey,” he said, breaking the comfortable silence.

“Hmm?” she asked.

“Are you… okay with all of this?” he asked. “The Kara thing.”

She turned and looked up at him. “Yes, of course. Why? Do I not seem it?”

“No, no, it’s not that,” he said. “I just want to make sure that you’re not going to get hurt feelings over this.”

She nodded, falling silent for a few long, quiet moments. “It means the world to me that you say that honey,” she said. “I… I can’t give us children. That’s not ever going to change. Now… we find ourselves in a real relationship with a girl that can and wants to have kids!”

He smiled. “I know, I know.” He turned, giving her an intense look that said in no uncertain terms that he was serious. “But… when she gets pregnant… and…” his hesitation was so clearly an expression of how much he didn’t want to hurt her, though she knew what he was going to say.

“When I can’t,” she said.

He frowned, nodding at her. “I just don’t want to see you hurt.”

She nodded, pensive for a few seconds. “I’m not saying that there’s not going to be times when it hurts, or when I want to cry, but… I still think this is a good thing.”

He nodded. “Okay. As long as you’re sure.”

She hugged him tightly. “I’m glad you love me so much.”

“I guess I’ll keep having sex with our girlfriend,” he said quietly, drawing amused giggles from her.

“Did you wear the poor thing out today?”

“Heck yeah,” he said, kissing her forehead. “Speaking of, is yours feeling any better?”

“Wow honey,” she said, “you’re really up for more?”

He looked at her oddly for a moment. “No, goofy, I’m just being concerned and making sure your vagina didn’t fall out of your body after last night.”

Cackling loudly for a split second, she quickly covered her mouth and stifled the laughter. This drew an amused look from him, and then his fingers dug into her ribs, making her laugh harder. He grabbed a pillow with one hand, covering her face and tickling her more, until eventually her threats of mayhem and violence made him stop.

Tackling him in a bear hug, she feverishly kissed his face for a few seconds, squeezing him tight and then standing to lead him to bed.

*****

Duncan

The next morning, a warm mouth on his cock was the first thing that greeted him. This wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, of course. Lately, more of his mornings than not, were spent with his cock in someone’s mouth. Lucky man? Hell yes he was.

This morning felt a little different though. It was still dark out, and he heard the emphatic moans and slurps of someone working on his wife beside him, as well as the sloppy sounds of his own oral affection.

Reaching over, he flicked on the light and saw, to his surprise, Stacy moaning softly and sucking at his cock.

“Mmm, morning Mr. Thomas,” she murmured, a smile creasing her lips as she kissed the fat head of his cock.

“Fuck,” he grunted. “What are you doing here?”Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Mmm, sucking your cock,” she said quietly, taking his shaft into her mouth and down, into her incredible throat.

“Fuck,” he stammered, feeling the intensity of her blowjob.

“She stayed with me last night,” Danielle said, raising her head from between Kelly’s legs, though his wife quickly pulled her back down and told her to “shut up and get back to it, slut.”

Stacy smiled and nodded, looking up at him with affection and kissing the head of his cock again. “I wanted to suck this beautiful thing all night and couldn’t, so I had naughty dreams. I’m so horny, Mr. Thomas.”

He sighed in ecstasy, relaxing back into the pillow and reaching down to pull her lips back onto his crown.

“Mmm, fuck yes,” she moaned, his cock plunging into her mouth and to the back of her throat. He felt a surge of adrenaline and pulled her head further down, driving the head of his cock into her throat as she whimpered in quiet, yielding protest for a moment before enthusiastically wiggling her head back and forth at his base.

“Nnnguh, fuck,” he grunted, wanting nothing more than to flip her over and take her then and there. He forced himself to calm down though and reached down to grab her as she lifted her mouth off of his shaft for a moment.

“Not finished,” she whined for a moment before he spun her around and plopped her back down on top of him, this time in the reverse of where she’d been.