All characters are 18 years of age or older. This story is fantasy. If huge tits and cocks arent your interest, move on.
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My name is Ryan. This is the story of how my life changed a few months ago. My father had just died and I was forced to move into the home of my mother and sister. I hadn't seen much of either of them in almost a decade. Mom and dad went through a rough divorce and I wound up in dad's custody. That didn't mean much as he just dumped me in military school and forgot about me. In that time my mother, Sheila and my sister Liv moved to Hooterville. So now I was living in a new home in a town I'd never heard of with family I didn't know.
The town was weird, it seemed as if every woman was built for one thing, and that one thing was sex. Every woman seemed to have killer curves and insatiable appetites for cock. It must be something in the water. I'd barely been off the plane that I took to move here 10 minutes before I was balls deep in the busty stewardess from the plane.
Within the first few weeks living here, I'd gotten laid more than I ever had in my life before. I'd already slept with half the neighborhood and had heard both my mom and sister getting fucked almost daily. My sister with her boyfriend and mom with numerous random men and the occasional woman.
As the new guy in town I had the novelty of being unknown by the ladies in town who all seemed to want a piece. It was a huge difference from military school, where there were very few women and most of those that were present weren't really the cream of the female crop. Personally speaking I'm a decent looking guy, in good shape due to the regimen of exercise put forth in school, but the reason so many women seemed interested in me was due to word of mouth about the size of my cock. Ten inches long and as thick around as a woman's arm.
My mom and sister seemed to be no different than any other woman in this town. Liv was 23 and finishing up college. She had come a long way from the 13 year old dorky, skinny girl with braces and glasses that I knew before the divorce to the sexpot she was now. She stood about 5'5" but had deadly curves. She had shapely legs that climbed to a tight, heart shaped bubble butt. Her narrow waist helped to accentuate the size of her hips and chest. She seemed to be against bras and the cantaloupe sized tits she had wobbled with every step in every barely there shirt she wore. She had her hair chopped into a short trendy cut with multiple colors dyed into it. She was the definition of the term, THICC!
Mom had always been attractive for a mother, but the time spent apart she used to turn herself into a pure sextoy. She stood about 5'10". The absolute definition of an Amazonian goddess. She had long toned legs, a firm shapely ass, narrow waist and tits that made my sister look like the President of the Itty Bitty Titty committee. I had no idea on the size, but each tit seemed to look the size of half a watermelon. She worked out either swimming or in her home gym every day to maintain her figure. She had long wavy auburn hair that cascaded down to mid back. Needless to say both of these women became frequent stars of my masturbatory fantasies.
I'd been in this town a month when my life changed. Liv came home upset because her boyfriend had cheated on her. I tried consoling her, but after so long apart and us not really talking much since I'd moved in, it was awkward. It had turned out her boyfriend cheated on her with a friend of her's because she let him put it in her ass.
Liv begged me to take pictures of her to send the creep to show what he had given up. "Come on, Ryan!" She begged. "You have all that photography equipment from dad, can't you help me out with this?" She asked.
I wanted to help her, but even though she was extremely attractive, she was still my sister and I didn't want to see her in provocative poses. Finally after several days of her begging me, I agreed. She jumped up excitedly and her tits nearly flew out of the tank top she was wearing. She hugged me tight squeezing her glorious tits into my chest. Sister or not, I'd be lying if I said the sight and feel of her body against me didn't cause a little stirring in my pants
She left the room to get changed and to give me time to set up my equipment. Dad had worked as a photographer and when he died I got all of the equipment. I'd used it pretty regularly and felt I was getting good at photography. Might even enroll in college for something in that field and follow in dad's footsteps.
Liv returned a few minutes later in an outfit that was very unlike her. She looked like an attorney in a porno. She had on a short black skirt that showed off her shapely legs and nice ass, accompanied by a blazer that was a couple sizes to small across the chest. The buttons were hanging on for dear life and her cleavage was massive and inviting. She wore her multicolored hair slicked back and had on thick framed glasses. I didn't want to admit it but she looked sexy as hell. I decided to let Liv tell me where she wanted to go with the photoshoot as I didn't want to make our living situation uncomfortable.
She started slowly. A few seductive poses but as she got warmed up so did the pictures. Soon she had unbuttoned and opened the blazer to show off a sheer black bra that barely held her tits in. She turned around to remove the skirt. Slowly she slid the skirt down her legs bending over slowly to show her matching black thong. I snapped so many pictures of her ass like that. She shrugged off the blazer to stand in front of me in her matching bra and panties.
"I guess we're done with the photos. I'm sure that jerk will regret leaving you after seeing these." I told Liv.
"Oh, we're not done. I need another favor, Ry" she told me. "I need you to sit in on the pictures with me so he can think I've moved on." She said.
I was confused as she told me her plan. She wanted to set up a tripod and auto on the camera to take a new picture every few seconds and then use me as a prop to show that she had a new guy herself. She just wanted to be sexy next to me. Nothing sexual between us would happen she told me.
"That won't work." I said. "I'm your brother. Won't that be weird to everyone?" I asked.
"The only people who know you're related to me are you, mom and me. Everyone in town just assumes you're just some family friend or fucktoy for mom." She informed me.
I finally agreed to be the stunt guy in the photos.
"Nothing funny with this though." I reminded her.
I plopped down on the couch where she directed me to face the camera. She continued to walk around in nothing but her underwear. I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy the view.
Suddenly she curled up next to me as the camera took shots every few seconds. She cuddled into me and guided my arm around her as she placed a hand on my chest. She moved the hand slowly down my chest. My breathing quickened as her hand landed on my thigh. She continued rubbing my leg and then she moved my arm wrapped around her so that my hand was on her ass.
