"Hey Ash," I said the next morning. Well, I say morning; it was mid-afternoon. Streaming runs late, and my self-pleasure afterwards can take me well into the early hours of the morning. Fortunately I didn't have anything to get up for. Our parents had long since stopped hounding us to get work (thanks, cabinets) and with my share of the income from Ashley's videos, I didn' t need to.
I guess technically I
was
working, but it certainly didn't feel like that.
My sister is an okay actress. She's not going to, like, transition from camgirling to Hollywood movies any time soon, but the only reason I can tell when she's exaggerating her orgasms is because of how many times I've seen her cum.
Have I mentioned how much I love my life?
Similarly, I'm not about to star in Mission Impossible 11 ('Sister Breach' - and yes, I'll do my own sex scenes) but...I mean, after months of getting my sister off and jerking off in front of her, I'm pretty sure she
still
has no idea I'm into her. So, yeah. I'll take my Oscar now please.
But that morning was like, the ultimate test of my acting skills. We were both fully clothed: me in jeans and a t-shirt, Ashley in a white crop top and gym shorts. I was casually eating cereal at the breakfast table when with absolutely no preamble, Ashley asked me.
"Hey Jacob," she replied. "I was thinking we should do a blowjob video next."
My eyes didn't bug out of my head, the cereal-milk in my mouth didn't splutter all over the table. Maybe my eyebrows raised slightly, but I figured that's a reasonable response to your sister asking if she can give you head.
"Oh yeah?" I said, after slowly swallowing. Something I hoped my sister would be doing oh-so-soon.
"Yeah," she replied, slightly too quickly. "I mean, you know, if you think...I just thought..."
The slightly crueler side of me was tempted to let her spin out, but I outstretched one arm and she obediently stepped into my embrace. Ashley and I had continued to be cuddly; if anything, our physical closeness had grown in the past few weeks.
You get someone off ten times in a day with your hands, I guess you just get pretty comfortable touching them.
With the feeling of my sister's body pressed against mine, I smiled up at her.
"Are you sure you'd be okay with that? I mean..."
I trailed off, reasonably sure that Ashley would be quick to reassure me.
Sure enough, she nodded immediately. "Yeah," she said, her voice light and sweet. "I think it makes sense, y'know. For the channel."
I nodded back at Ashley, doing everything I could to act as if I was considering a new idea, something that had simply never occurred to me. "I'm sure it'd sell," I acknowledged. "There are probably a hundred thousand guys who'd love to watch you give head."
Ashley let out a small, almost imperceptible moan at my words. I'd learned a while back that I could tease these small reactions out of her. My sister found the idea of being watched such a turn-on, it was like her entire body pulsed whenever I brought it up.
"Uh huh," she said, trying to sound casual. Anyone less well-versed in her arousal probably wouldn't have noticed, but I picked up on the undercurrent of excitement in Ashley's response.
After a few more moments of pretending to think about it, I sighed. "Fuck," I said. "You know what, I think you're right."
"Yeah?" my sister responded shyly.
"Yeah," I confirmed. "Blowjob videos are the next step."
Ashley was practically glowing at my words.
"...but are you sure you want it to be me?" I continued. "I mean, I'm sure you could find any number of other guys."
I honestly don't know what I would have done if she'd agreed to my suggestion. The idea of Ashley blowing
anyone
on camera was pretty damn sexy, and Exclusivity With Sexual Partners was a low enough priority that I had no interest in standing in the way.
It just wasn't as hot as the idea of her blowing me. Giving me head for an audience of thousands, recording an incestuous act and selling it to the entire internet. My sister's face, coated with my cum, smiling into the camera and begging for tokens...
I could feel my hard-on pressing against my pants, and I hoped that my sister couldn't recognize my arousal as easily as I could hers.
"No," she replied without even a hint of hesitation. "If you really don't want to do it, I guess I can find someone else, but...I mean, we have a good rhythm, y'know? Besides, I wouldn't want anyone but you behind the camera."
I gave a half-laugh. "Yeah - no offense, but I don't really want to film you blowing some random guy."
My sister laughed as well, and I could feel the tension easing slightly.
"As long as it won't make things weird," I followed up, my tone suddenly solemn once more. "Like, between us."
"Of course not," my sister said, once more trying way too hard to sound casual. "I mean, it's not that different to what we've done so far. Besides...it's just sex."
As the last word left her lips, I saw a tinge of pink appear in her cheeks. Part of me wished I could read her mind for real, instead of needing to sneak into the secret room late at night.
Was she jumping - as I was - to the logical next step? Surely she must know that once we crossed this line, it wouldn't be too much of a leap to go all the way.
It's just sex. Once we agreed to that, it would be hard to argue against letting me fuck her on camera. After all, what is sex if not 'just sex'?
Ashley was avoiding my eyes, and a flash of inspiration hit me.
"I don't know..." I said reluctantly, and that got her attention. She looked back at me, her brow furrowed. "This relationship is really important to me."
I gave my sister's waist a comforting squeeze. I could feel how tense she was.
"Me too," she said in a low voice, doing nothing to mask her worry and fear.
"I'd just hate if things got awkward, y'know?"
"Of course," she agreed. I don't think she even noticed that she'd started fidgeting, her hands wringing in distress at my response.
"I'll tell you what," I said, a note of finality in my voice. "Let's try it off-camera, and if either of us are uncomfortable, we won't go any further."
I swear, if you x-rayed my sister in that moment you would have been able to see her heart leap. Her eyes lit up, and a broad smile spread across her face.
"It won't," she said confidently. "I swear."
"Pinky promise?"
"Pinky promise," she grinned, holding out her finger.
I wrapped my pinky around hers and we shook. A gleam of mischief appeared in her eyes. It should have been a warning, but her next words still surprised me.
"What about right now?"
This time I completely failed to hide my reaction to her suggestion. We had the house to ourselves, but I still hadn't been expecting...that.
Not that I was complaining.
"Okay," I gulped, and a half-smile appeared on my sister's face at my reaction. I tried to save it with a shrug. "I mean, if you want to."
"Let's do it," my sister answered coolly, sinking to her knees.
Despite everything we'd done, despite all the times I'd jerked off in front of her, the countless orgasms I'd given her, the fact that I was probably more familiar with her naked body than anything in the world, that I could recognize every sign of her arousal from fifty feet away, this was the first time Ashley had ever actually touched my dick.
I'd never forget it.
I doubt she realized, but my sister was biting her lip as she unzipped my shorts and fished my dick out. I was fully erect, and had been since she had walked into the kitchen and asked if she could blow me. Even though she'd seen my cock - seen me cum, even - dozens of times, Ashley's eyes still widened at the sight of my hardness.
Part of me expected her to...I dunno, stare it in awe for a few minutes, but she didn't hesitate. After that brief reaction, my sister leaned forward, and took my cock into her mouth.
I realized that my own jaws were gaping when she looked up at me, her big blue eyes clouded with lust as she slowly took my cock into her mouth, her warm tongue swirling around my head.
I'd seen Ashley suck on dildos of all sizes, and I'm not ashamed to admit that I wasn't even close to the largest of her toys. So I knew that my sister would have no trouble taking me down her throat.
Exactly as I'd imagined so many, many times.
So I couldn't help but smile at the choking sounds that she made as her head began bobbing up and down on my erection. I knew they were entirely for show, just for me...and yet like a good pair of implants, knowing they were fake didn't make them any less hot.
I let out a soft moan. One of Ashley's hands was wrapped around the base of my cock, while the other was gently playing with my balls. Her lips were halfway down my shaft, and the tip of her soft, pink tongue was rolling around my piss slit, causing a sensation that I'd never felt while masturbating.
This was my first blowjob. This was the first time anyone besides me had ever touched my dick. My first time getting head was from my gorgeous, sexy, blonde bombshell of a sister.
"Oh, god..." I gasped, feeling almost overwhelmed by what I was experiencing. "Fuck. Ashley..."
As I'd expected, my sister briefly tensed at my reaction, my words causing a small ripple of arousal in the kneeling beauty.
While this had long been part of the plan, I hadn't expected it quite so soon - and certainly not first thing in the morning, as I was eating my breakfast - so I'd jerked off three times the previous night. I knew I'd be able to last as long as I wanted.
