Caroline was tired from our long journey in the yard so I was carrying her as she dozed on my shoulder. I was growing very close to my daughter. I promised her as we walked slowly back toward the house that she would never have to worry about a thing. I would take care of her, no matter what. I made the promise to her and to myself.
Camille and Dianne were sitting on the balcony watching as we walked up the walk to the house. Camille met us at the door and took Caroline from me as I entered the door to the studio. She kissed me and carried the baby up the stairs. I had to take a leak, so I went in the bathroom. Dianne was sitting by the bar when I returned to the studio.
"You doing all right?" Dianne asked, as I approached and sat on the next stool.
"Completely," I answered.
"The kids got your heart, huh?" she asked.
"Totally," I said.
"I'm happy for all of you," she stated. Dianne looked kind of sad.
"What's up with you?" I asked.
"Oh, nothing I guess. I'm just missing y'all I reckon. You seem to all be getting along so well, here. I sorta wish it was me, in a way, instead of Camille," she said softly.
"You're a work-a-holic. You're not happy unless you're busting your ass in your business, or getting your ass fucked by some freak all night," I told her. "If you were here, you'd go nuts with nothing to do. You thrive on the action you get from your oversexed dealers and the wild sex parties at your house. What I saw and was involved in with you in New York would put normal folks in the grave way before their time."
"You're telling me it doesn't get kinky around here any more?" Dianne wailed.
"Oh, hell yes it gets kinky. I get laid almost every day," I continued. "And we throw a little shindig up in The War Room, every now and then. But it's mostly just Camille, Rita, Louise and I and the baby around here. I see Marie now and then, but she has her own life and she's teaching again, part time."
"I know. I think I'm jealous of Camille having the baby," she said. "And I miss Louise just awful."
I put my hands on her cheeks and kissed her. "I have an idea," I said. "How about I bone your ass hole to help make you feel better?"
"Let's make a movie. I want to take it back to New York and show us fucking to Casey. It'll make her green with envy," Dianne breathed.
"Done," I said. "I'll go and put a tape on the deck, you get naked in the bedroom."
I hurried into the video control booth and loaded a reel of tape on the recorder and turned the remotes on to the cameras in the bedroom. I made a quick call up to Louise and told her what we were up to. She told me to give her a minute and she would be down and help with the camera. I went back to the bedroom to find Dianne.
"This is really sick, you know that?" Dianne asked.
"Sick is as sick does," I said, winking at the camera which was recording us already.
Dianne had already stripped out of her clothes and sat naked on the edge of the bed. For forty-two years old, she was still a knockout. Almost as tall as I, and built good. She looked strong, without having an ounce of fat on her.
I stepped out of my slacks and stood in front of her. "Suck the dick, Bitch," I commanded, reaching for a handful of hair and pulling her face into my groin. Her lips parted and I sent my hard cock sliding down her eager throat. She didn't even flinch when my belly pushed against her nose as we came together. I felt her teeth gently gnaw on me as she sucked deeply on my impaled prick. I slid out to the crown and back in to the root. Repeatedly telling her what a great cock sucking whore she was.
I popped my cock out of her mouth and pushed her back on the bed. Her feet hung to the floor. I wedged myself between her knees and spread her cunt open revealing her feathery inner folds. I pushed a finger deep into her pussy, bringing a deep sigh from my lovely sister. I worked another finger inside and then a third. My thumb made frequent contact with her hard clit, which stood tall and proud, after crawling out from under its protective hood to be tortured. I slipped my little finger in her now and after it was well lubricated, I ever so slowly eased it in through her puckered rosebud. I continued to torment her with my hands for a long time, bringing Dianne ever closer to her first orgasm of the day.
I saw the camera move and noticed that Louise had entered the room. She was a voyeur at heart and loved to be the cameraman. I wondered if she jerked herself off after she had watched me through the camera.
Dianne was getting close now, so I redoubled my efforts with my fingers and brought her to a slow hard contraction. I rubbed her clit vigorously with my thumb as she dropped over the edge into her climax. I let my fingers remain in her after she erupted and waited until she relaxed before withdrawing them and replacing them with my rigid cock.
"Oh, Sweet Jesus," Dianne exhaled as I slid into her waiting recess. "All the way, Little Brother, to the bottom."
I did it. All the way to the bottom, again and again and again, slowly and carefully, so as to not encourage to quick a response from my horny cock. I wanted this to last a long time for both of us. Dianne's legs went around my back and locked me in tight as she exploded again. I stayed impaled, not moving while she released herself to her wanting.
When she relaxed and unfolded her legs, I withdrew from her pussy and pried myself in through her tiny sphincter. This drew an immediate response from my big sister. Her legs went back around me and she lunged against me dragging me into her darkest depths. Her hands went up around my neck and she pulled herself up flat to my chest and simply hung on to me while a third hard orgasm raced through her. I just sort of bumped into her butt as she rode her climax out hanging on for dear life.
As her passion passed, she dropped back onto the bed and allowed me to start sawing in and out of her. She had become vocal now and she was begging me to fill her hot ass with cum. And fuck her 'til she couldn't walk. She wailed on about what a great set of balls I had and how she could feel them slapping into her. I was a very raunchy scene because I knew she was playing to the camera. I continued on with my assault into her most private place until she spasmed again. Dianne was really wound up today.
After she settled down from her latest bingo, she announced that she wanted me to cum on her face. Pushing me out of her ass hole, she dropped her butt on the floor next, to the bed, and reached her hand to grab my erection and suck it back into her mouth. It took about a minute and I was splashing a huge load of sticky white glop all over her upturned face and tits. She smeared it all over with my cock, until she glistened with a thin coating of semen.
"Un-fucking-believable," I heard Louise whisper.
I was standing with my cock hanging in front of Dianne's face, cum dripping off the end and a long thread reaching to her left nipple. I knew what Dianne wanted next, but it's so hard to piss just after fucking. I concentrated real hard while Dianne lay there, with her head back against the bed and her eyes closed. It took about a minute and a half, but a thin trickle of piss emitted from my little pee hole, splashing down on her fabulous tits. It increased into a torrential yellow stream, spraying all over her cum covered body. I lifted the end and directed the decreasing flow onto her upturned face. Dianne simply lay there and smiled as I finished bathing her with urine.
As the last drops trickled out and fell on her nipple, she opened her eyes and looked straight into the lens of the video camera, and said, "Eat your heart out, Casey!" And then she pursed her lips into an exaggerated noisy smooch at the lens.
The camera backed away from us and Louise came over to stand next to us. Dianne reached her hand up under Louise's short dress and fondled the sopping wet center of her panties. The black woman held herself up on the bed post as Dianne slipped her fingers into her pussy, twisting them around hurriedly until Louise stood up on her very tiptoes and swept through a quick climax before jumping back away from the probing digits.
"Honey Pot, I ain't got time right now, but you come to my room tonight, and I'll take care of that pretty blond bush of yours properly," Louise gasped retreating from the room before either of us could say a word.
I was thankful for the area rug on the floor next to the bed. Otherwise, I'd be in for a carpet cleaning. Dianne stood and moved into the bathroom to turn on the tub, I rolled up the piss soaked rug and carried it outside on the patio to be hosed off later.
