Chapter 04 - Proposition
Once again I found myself wide awake while motionlessly fucking my sleeping sister in my bed. Kara nodded off fast while laying on top of me and I lay still below her with my aching hard-on buried in her snug, warm pussy.
I did okay for a while, just caressing her back and neck, stroking her hair, generally just enjoying the feel of her body and her skin. Kara was petite so the dead weight of her body bearing down on me wasn't anything that became uncomfortable.
However, over time, my cock began to throb painfully with the need to cum. I had fucked her through multiple orgasms of her own but I had yet have any satisfaction. She had practically passed out before I had the chance to get myself off with her.
While she dozed, I was still too worked up to sleep so I began to think back over our conversation from earlier in the evening. Kara had made it pretty clear that she didn't seem to mind the concept of the two of us having sex regardless of our brother/sister status. However, she wanted me just for the sex and nothing more. I, on the other hand, wanted more from her. I was infatuated with her and wanted her physically, mentally, and spiritually.
Oddly enough, I wasn't overly bothered by her working with other guys on a porn set. In fact, I found it exciting. Sex on the set could become heated and even somewhat passionate but there was always an emotional disconnect. It was always just about the sex. It was a turn-on to think of my sister as a girl who enjoyed sex to the point of exploring her sexuality openly on video.
However, the flip side did bother me. The thought of Kara actually dating someone, not just fucking them, was depressing. She certainly had a point. Could I handle it if our occasional sex was interrupted by her entering a real relationship? I had told her that I would carry the risk and that I would willingly take the chance. But was that fair for either of us? I would be heartbroken and she would most certainly end up feeling guilty about the turmoil she was causing me.
The way I saw it, I had two options. One was to actually end doing things like we were doing right now. To actually draw the line and put sex between us completely off the table. This would be the best chance we had at preserving our family relationship. The other choice was to go along for the ride and hope for one of our opinions to change before both of us got hurt. Either I could try to reduce the power of my feelings for her, or I could wait and hope that her feelings for me increased.
With a horny cock currently stuffed into her pussy, the second options was the only one I was willing to entertain. I would follow her suggestion and make a serious effort to act more casual with her. I needed to do my best to not dote on her so much and just take each encounter with her as it came. In order to love her, I needed to act like I didn't.
In time, perhaps I would see through the lustrous shine of her appeal and lose interest. I knew I was kidding myself with that thought. All I was truly hoping for was for her to relent and come to me openly, for her to begin to express similar feelings for me in return.
I had been thinking for almost an hour when my cock eventually gave up on it's quest for an orgasm and began to soften slightly. The air of intense sexually urgency was long over and even though I was still inside of my sister, my penis figured it was done and started to shrink.
I tried to will myself to stay hard but failed and made a few gentle attempts at thrusting upwards but the way she was positioned on top me prevented any successful stimulation. After only a couple of minutes, my cock slipped out of Kara's pussy and fell limp down over my now mildly throbbing balls.
I guess the attempts at moving my hips had caused Kara to stir. When my penis fell free of her sex she let out a slight whimper. I cocked my head sideways to look at her and saw she had opened her eyes.
"Where did my cock go?" She asked quietly, sounding disappointed.
"I think it surrendered and went to sleep," I told her.
"Aww," she pouted. "I miss it already."
She surprised me by lifting her self up slightly on her knees as she moved her arm between the two of our bodies. She quickly found my sagging cock and began to softly kneed and stroke it. My lust instantly returned under her playful touch and was quickly swelling back to full mast. Once I was mostly erect, Kara used her hand to guide me back into her. She sank down again, impaling herself on my renewed stiffness.
"Mmmmm," she moaned as she removed her hand. "That's much better."
While she was still somewhat raised above me, she began to rock back and forth causing my cock to slide in and out of her a couple of inches at a time. She kept her Venus mound low on each of her strokes, forcing her clit to grind across my pubic bone. Within seconds she came again. It was a much smaller orgasm than earlier but it was an orgasm none the less.
"Very nice," Kara said in almost a whisper as she began to flatten back out on to of me.
For a brief moment, I was almost angry. There was no way I was going to let her go to sleep again without me cumming. My cock head, my shaft, my balls were all ready for some relief and just being inside of her was no longer enough.
"What about me?" I asked in the tenderest voice I could force.
"What?" Kara replied as she raised her head off the pillow at my shoulder to look at me.
"Can I have my turn?"
"Oh," she giggled. "Is it starting to get to you?"
"A little bit," I answered.
Kara then lifted her upper torso completely off of me, sitting upright on my cock. She had a look of playfulness in her eyes as she looked down at me.
"I've been asking around about you, you know," she told me.
"How so?"
"On the set and whatnot. Just with the other girls. Trying to find what any of the girls that you've been with have to say about you."
"And..."
"It seems that you are a real popular fellow," Kara said. "It kind of surprised me. I've always known you as my older brother John who just kept to himself and never had much to say to anyone. You've always been quiet and never the kind of guy who takes charge of anything."
"What did they say about me though?" I said trying to rush her.
"I'm getting to that," she said slowly trying to tease my impatience. "You see, most of the girls in porn like a guy who can get a bit rough. Someone who is a man's man and can take control. I'm not saying that these girls want a guy to be mean to them, just that when it comes to pure sex, most of them want to be manhandled... at least a little. That's why, at first, I thought it was so odd of you to be in porn. You just are not the typical male stud type."
"However, to my surprise," she continued. "Every girl I spoke with who you had worked with just adored you. They all say the same thing, 'he's totally cute and I can really trust him.' Almost all of them have said you always start out slow and gentle but by the end of the shoot you are hammering into them like a seasoned pro. You start off nice and professional and end up giving them a better time because you've managed to build up trust with them for when you start to act more macho."
It made me feel good that I was liked by the girls I had been with. Who wouldn't like hearing that? Everybody loves a compliment. But this story had come out of nowhere.
"But what does this have to do with anything?" I asked.
"Tell me what you like about sex," Kara said. "Sex on a porn set in particular."
