This story begins with an attempt to explain the character of Denise. It is pretty bare boned, but I hope you will not let that distract you from the rest of the story. I do hope you enjoy the read.
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Within the past year, Denise had discovered the joys of sex. It had really all begun when she lost her virginity to her first serious boyfriend. Her first experience was a sweet one, but it had not been entirely pleasant. As she began to do it more often though, Denise found that she had a voracious sexual appetite. Indeed, her needs quickly outstripped those of her then boyfriend, and before long, she had dumped him.
Denise began a short lived life of sexual debauchery, almost fucking with a different guy every night. With a body like hers, she was never left without someone willing to help scratch her itch. She was slender, with fair-sized breasts, and a lovely ass that was a wonder to behold in motion. In addition, she had brilliantly green eyes, adorable freckles, and dark hair with an appealing dyed blonde streak. All of this, and she put out. It wasn't long before she was well known around her school for her promiscuous nature.
After a couple of weeks of being extremely sexually active, Denise realized that she wasn't doing her position in the social hierarchy any favors by sleeping around so much. With a new resolve to be less conspicuous, she began to have less sex.
With her new approach, Denise was able to save what was left of her social status. However, it left her in a new state of almost permanent arousal. This quickly became overwhelming, and Denise was barely able to function.
It was then that Denise reawakened her childhood obsession with masturbation. Her mother, Jean, had quickly squelched this behavior when Denise was younger, and up until now, she hadn't masturbated for years. When she rediscovered the bliss of "rubbin' the nubbin," at first she was able to get off with the merest tickling of her fingers across her clit. However, it didn't take long until her masturbatory tendencies escalated to new heights to cope with her overwhelming desires.
And this is where we begin to explore the results of Denise's, and indeed, much of her family's, captivating lusts.
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In the bathroom that she shared with her brother Neil, Denise was being very naughty indeed. She sat atop the furry toilet seat cover, dressed in a tight fitting t-shirt and a white pair of panties. In one hand she held a digital video camera trained on her crotch, and the other hand was pushing aside the front of her panties to reveal her trimmed pussy to the camera.
She had gotten up early this morning with the express purpose of masturbating in the privacy of the bathroom. Denise felt uncomfortable masturbating in her room since it was one of the only rooms in the house without a lock. Remembering the harsh words her mother had spoken to her years ago when she had caught Denise getting off with her pillow, Denise felt it wise to be careful.
When Denise was leaving her room that morning, her eyes had registered the camera, and the thought of saving evidence of herself masturbating left her with delicious tingles in her stomach.
After having exposed her slightly moist pussy to the video camera, Denise had to place the camera on a shelf in order to continue playing with herself. Not bothering to make sure she was in focus, Denise began rubbing her clit through her panties. It didn't take long before her wetness was soaking through the thin material of her underwear.
On an impulse, she scrunched the front of her panties together with one hand, and the back with her other hand. Denise slowly began to rub her panties up her crack as if she were flossing. The sensations were delicious as they swarmed throughout her body. Her neck had begun to glisten with sweat, and her nipples stood noticeably erect through her shirt.
Closing her eyes, Denise moaned in pleasure. Then, realizing the need for secrecy, she bit her lip to stifle future bursts of aural accompaniment to her ecstasy. The slow rubbing across her genitalia finally got the best of her, and she exploded into orgasm.
"Aaaahhh..." she allowed herself to mumble quietly.
As her body's quivering began to ease up, Denise shoved two dexterous fingers into her pussy. She began to stimulate herself in hopes of another quick orgasm. However, it was not to be.
"Denise, remember you're supposed to be at Talia's house this morning," her mother said from the other side of the bathroom door.
Silently cursing to herself for forgetting, Denise replied, "Thanks Mom I forgot." Quickly putting herself back together, she looked in the mirror to make sure she looked fine.
"Well at least you got off once," she said with an impish grin to her reflection.
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Later that evening, Denise returned home just in time for dinner. Her father had left on a business trip to Florida that morning, so it was dinner for three for a few nights. Denise wasn't quite sure what her dad was doing in Florida, but she wouldn't be surprised if it involved some rather scandalous behavior with his secretary. Denise wasn't quite sure how the rest of her family didn't see what was going on.
As Denise strolled through the dining room, her mother, Jean, was preparing the table. Neil was already sitting in his chair, and seemed to be indolently enjoying himself. He seemed rather pleased with himself that evening, and Denise was unable to pinpoint the reason why.
"So what'd you do today Neil?" Denise asked.
Grinning with a mysterious smile, he replied, "Not much really, just humped around the house all day."
Denise took this in without much thought, and made a glance towards her mother who was placing a roast on the table. Jean's face was a deep red color which Denise attributed to the heat of the kitchen stove.
"How 'bout you Mom?" she asked.
Her face still a deep red color, Jean said, "Just some chores really...spent some time cleaning your bathroom." With this, she turned around, and with a strangely mincing step, walked back into the kitchen.
The dinner was pretty standard fare, and apart from some strange conversation, was totally forgettable. Although Denise did notice that Jean seemed to have a hard time sitting. She didn't think much on it.
After dinner, Denise had to pee very badly. Walking calmly into the bathroom, Denise unceremoniously dropped her pants and plopped onto the commode. As she let a strong stream flow, Denise happened to look at the shelf. She went pale as she realized for the first time that the camera she had used to film herself masturbating was still recording.
Shakily, she grabbed the camera, and sat it on her lap. The battery had run down, and the camera had automatically shutdown. Worrying to herself, all she could think about was whether or not anyone had noticed it.
Quickly finishing her business, Denise traveled to her room across the hall in one giant stride. She shut the door, and quickly dug through the layers of junk in her closet until she found the charger for the camera. Denise fumbled the battery into its charger, and sat down on her bed to anxiously wait for it to charge enough to be able to upload the video to her computer.
Slowly, she began to calm down. The more she thought about it, the more she was sure nobody had noticed the camera. While dinner that evening had seemed rife with mysteries, there was nothing in her family's manner to indicate they had noticed the camera.
Feeling much more serene a half hour later, Denise removed the battery from its charger, and connected her camera to her computer. She uploaded the camera's contents onto the computer.
On screen, the video was broken up into a few hours worth of ten second clips. The first ten minutes seemed to consist entirely of her masturbating.
Denise began to highlight the rest of the day's footage for deletion, when she found a clip of Neil seemingly nude. Filled with curiosity, Denise double clicked that clip. Suddenly she was watching as her brother pissed into the commode. She began to giggle uncontrollably while she watched.
His stream lasted for a full twenty seconds before he dribbled off the last of his urine. With a perfunctory shake he began to turn around towards the shower. Before he completed his turn however, Denise was shocked to her core as a small hand thrust into the picture and grabbed her brother by the cock. It surprised her so much that she actually jumped away from the screen a short ways.
Quickly recovering, Denise leaned into the screen to discern more details. As she watched, the hand slowly began to tease its way up and down her brother's shaft. Denise found her arousal returning full force as she watched her brother's slowly hardening dick. Part of a woman's body came into the left side of the screen.
The woman's physique tended towards being a little chunky, but nothing unattractive, and her breasts hung ponderously. Denise found herself slightly jealous of the woman's large breasts. Other details were impossible to discern as the toilet, and indeed, bad framing, hid most of the woman's body.
