Double Huge:A Twin Stepbrother Romance(3)

What video? Lauren had explained that we'd be stripping, but not that we'd be filmed. What the hell?

"You know that new video Jack Strike is filming?" continued Lauren. "Mel  would be perfect for Girl 2, you know the one that gets taken for the  first time."

Now I definitely had to interrupt. This didn't sound like stripping at  all, it sounded more like porn. But Lauren glared at me and made a  subtle gesture with her hand, rubbing her forefingers against her thumb.  Oh right, I needed money and didn't want to ruin my chances before we'd  even begun. Grinding my teeth, I vowed to confront her about this  unexpected development as soon as we left New York.

But Ralph leaned back in his chair, so much I thought he might fall over  backwards. He gave us a sleazy smile and looked me up and down.

"Strike's in LA, but he told me to collect audition videos from girls who came in," he said. "You got one?" he nodded my way.

"Um," I stuttered. Of course I didn't have an audition tape, I wasn't  looking to be a professional in the adult entertainment industry.

"No, she doesn't," cut in Lauren quickly. "But let's film one now, it'll be easy," she said.

"Sure," replied Ralph, swiveling his laptop around to face us. "I got a  camera embedded here, just start taking it off when you're ready."

I turned to Lauren, my mouth open, shocked eyes wide. What was I  supposed to do? But she merely pressed a dildo into my hand and  whispered out of the corner of her mouth, "Fuck yourself with it, don't  worry, no one's going to see except the producer."

And I turned back to the camera. Ralph leered and gave me a go sign,  indicating that he was already recording. Shit, shit! I didn't want to  do this, but I needed the tuition money so badly that I started to  dance. My face flushed and I looked at Lauren pleadingly for guidance,  but she just nodded and gestured frantically with her hands.

"Keep going!" she mouthed. "Waggle your hips, bounce your butt a little," she said, miming the actions.

And I closed my eyes, utterly humiliated, but with no choice. Slowly, I  edged the trench coat off my shoulders. Per my roomie's instructions,  I'd worn a tiny black bra and panties with high, high heels, showing off  my curvy hips, big boobs, the stilettos lengthening my legs.

Ralph gave a wolf whistle, calling out, "Show some tit, work it baby!"

Oh fuck, I knew I was going to be bad at this, but kept my eyes closed  and pretended that I was alone on a desert island with a handsome, dark  stranger. Make that two handsome, dark strangers with penetrating blue  eyes. They were licking me here, licking me there, touching my breasts  …   and I pinched my nipple, pretending it was them. Ohhh! That felt good.

Getting into it, I lifted my tits out of my bra cups and suckled one,  pushing the puffy nipple in my mouth. Goddamn if I didn't hear Ralph  unzip his fly, no doubt starting up the hand job again.

But I ignored him and kept suckling, swaying my hips sensually for the  camera. Turning around, I bent over and pushed my ass back, my cheeks  barely covered by the wisp of lace. Tantalizingly, I ran a finger up and  down the rim of my underwear, pulling it to the side for a flash of my  cunny, a glimpse of that steamy pink flesh. Teasingly, I dropped the  cloth back in place, looking over my shoulder at the camera and letting  out a low moan of arousal.         

     



 

"Ohhhh," I murmured, licking my lips, the pink plushness enticing.

Slowly, I picked up the dildo Lauren had given me and took a long, slow  lick before forming a perfect "O" and delicately inserting the tip in my  mouth. I let my tongue trail around the bulbous head, kissing and  massaging the soft rubber, before sliding it down my throat, taking it  deep.

I thought I heard Lauren squeal with shock from my dirtiness. Yeah, I  know I come across as a nice, conservative brunette, but I'm pretty  slutty on the inside and have practiced a lot on cucumbers, zucchini and  squash  …  pickles are my personal favorite.

Slowly, I fucked my throat with the dildo, getting the toy massively  wet, the soft rubber head visibly running down my throat as Ralph and  Lauren watched with amazement. Then with a wet sucking sound, I pulled  it out, and sat myself down on the couch facing the camera, knees  spread, this time hooking a finger around my panties to sweep the crotch  aside.

"Like it big boy?" I asked, addressing the screen. Of course, the screen  was black but I knew how these things worked. Bring the customer into  the scene, right? Make them feel like they're right there with you.

Pulling my knees up so that my pussy was fully exposed, I reached down  with two fingers and held my labia apart, pulling the soft flesh so that  the lens could zoom into my pink pussy. My vulva was steamy and moist,  my inner channel a hot pink, dripping with fluid and even pulsing a bit,  beating with my arousal.

With a soft moan, I circled the dildo around my clit, tossing my head back, before beginning the penetration.

Oh fuck it felt so good! The massive head parted my lips, intruding into  my tiny depths, stretching me and making me whine with arousal. I slid  it in a couple inches, looking down with amazement at the sight of my  baby pussy violated by this massive dong, and squealed again slightly as  I stirred the big dick in my cunt, letting it graze my g-string,  stimulating my sweet folds.

But I wanted it deep, real deep. With a determined look, I grabbed the  base of the dildo and pushed it into my snatch, the glistening pole  disappearing inch by inch into my chubby pussy, the lips now stretched  as thin as rubber bands. I squealed and moaned with the penetration,  bucking my hips slightly, but making sure to keep my knees wide so that  the camera could see everything.

Once the toy was in all the way, the ten incher buried deep, I let out a  deep sigh of pleasure, my body twisting sinuously on the casting couch.  With a flick of my wrist, I began fucking myself, the dildo sliding  with wet, sucking sounds.

"Oh oh oh!" I moaned, tossing my head, twisting a nipple with one hand  as my other fucked the dildo in and out. "Fuck me!" I shrieked for  effect. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

And my performance was grade AAA. With a roar, Ralph came, a great spurt  of sperm jetting from his penis, arcing over the desk before landing  wetly on some papers. He didn't give a shit though. His eyes were glued  to me as he jacked off, watching me fuck myself with the enormous toy.

Lauren too, was watching with her eyes wide and mouth open. Although she  wasn't touching herself, her face was flushed and breathing elevated.  Holy cow, I'd even aroused another woman!

Inordinately pleased, I kept running the rubber dick in and out, making  sure to fuck myself all the way to the base, letting my pussy feel the  benefit of that ten-inch length. After about twenty seconds, I felt my  crest coming. A tidal surge began in the base of my spine, and with a  blast, exploded in my pussy, ecstasy and pleasure rippling in waves  through my body as my twat contracted and spasmed on the toy.

It was hard to control, I admit. The dildo had been deeply rooted in me,  but my pussy spasms were so hard, so strong, that it almost forced the  toy out, and I had to grip the base firmly to keep it in my snatch as my  flesh pulsed with rhythm around the hard shaft.

Finally, the last of the spasms subsided, and I opened my eyes, blinking  slowly, giving a soft, sated smile. With the dildo still buried in my  twat, I asked the camera, "Did I get the job?"





CHAPTER FIVE


Stryke




Shit, our stepsister was so fucking dirty. It was unbelievable how this  turn of events had come to pass, giving new meaning to the words  "perversity" and "irony." Truth is truly stranger than fiction.         

     



 

Ralph, our man on the ground in New York, had called, his voice rough and harsh.

"I got one for you," he said with little introduction. "You're going to want to see this one."

Now my brother and I are what you'd call adult entertainment producers.  We're still students at USC, but we enrolled in a class called "A Brief  History of Porn" and immediately knew that our future lay in the adult  industry. It's not that we've given up on mainstream film. It's just  that mainstream shit is so fucking expensive, requiring a million  sign-offs, a million dollars, a million permits, whereas with porn you  can experiment relatively cheaply.

So we'd dived into the trade with gusto, trying out new techniques,  dialogue, all that shit, while making a shit ton of money. Flesh sells,  I'm telling you.

Of course, one of the most important aspects of any film is casting and  in porn, it's even more crucial to ultimate success or failure. We  source girls from all over and are always looking for new talent. It's  just the nature of the biz you know? Young, nubile girls are always  sought after, and we're developing a naughty schoolgirl series  preliminarily titled, "Dirty for Professor X."