The Girl on the Video, Parts IV - VI - Sex Stories

The Girl on the Video, Parts IV - VI

... ass.

Meanwhile, across the pool, Megan had pulled on the large dildo and was reaming out my mother’s asshole, her anal flesh grabbing the gargantuan dong with each stroke.

I ramped up the pace again. I could feel an orgasm course through my sister, then another. Her body shook and her ass jiggled. She arched her back and her muscles tightened. So did mine. I moaned as I shot my load into my sister’s ass.

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PART VI

The next few days were busy with little time for sex. On Sunday we saw the penthouse next to our mother’s and loved it, so we broke our leases and started making moving plans. On Monday, both Jesse and I gave our two week notices at our jobs. For me that was sort of a formality since Megan was my boss – but I sent her an official work email anyway.

Meanwhile, our mother got in touch with Brenda and arranged a “special” camshow for Wednesday night. Our mother said she would be bringing some additional guests for the show and promised something hot. Brenda ate it up.

Finally, I called my parole officer first thing Monday, told him I was ready to come completely clean about my accomplice, and asked for a meeting with him and the authorities. We met on Tuesday and I turned copies of all the evidence over to the police. They asked if I had any suggestions as to when they could pick Brenda up. I said I would arrange for her to turn herself in Thursday morning, so that was set.

Then came Wednesday...

Megan, Jesse, and I had all ...

... planned on working half days to give ourselves the afternoon to get ready. We had moved some basic stuff into the penthouse and were living there as we prepared to move the rest of our meager belongings following weekend. Around 10:00 AM I was at work and got a call from my sister.

“Hi Jess, what’s up?” I asked.

“We have a problem. Brenda is freaking out. She says someone is stalking her.”

“Stalking her?”

“A fan or something like that,” Jesse said. “She says it’s a woman, but she hasn’t been able to get a good look at her. Apparently this chick is always wearing a raincoat, a hat and some kind of a veil over her face. She seems to know some of the places Brenda frequents and keeps showing up and lurking about.”

“That’s creepy,” I added.

“I know, right? Brenda doesn’t feel safe at home. Mom is going to put Brenda up in a room at the hotel and we are going to run the camshow from the extra bedroom in mom’s penthouse. We have to be really careful when we go home later today so Brenda doesn’t see us.”

“Got it,” I said.

“The strange part about it is that our mother doesn’t appear to be worried about all this. Thankfully that calm demeanor is rubbing off on Brenda some. If Brenda were to lose her shit and go to the police, she’d probably be taken right into custody, and we don’t want that until after the show tonight.”

When Jesse and I got back to the hotel early that afternoon, we snuck in the back entrance. We were going to take the freight elevator up to ...