"My gosh, she’s the most delicate, sexy woman I’ve ever seen getting fucked in a porn video. And that’s me talking as a straight woman who’s doubting her orientation watching her naked, moan and squiggle in pleasure!” – Annie G, 26 years old.

“God, if only I could grab her young naked body in my hands and be allowed to fuck her non-stop until she can cum no more!” – Steven M, 52 years old.

Ethan glanced sideways at his elder stepsister, Ellen, who sat mouth agape, looking entirely dumbfounded, as she read the comments on the sex video they had posted online of themselves from their last fuck session.

It had started as a game. A means to coax out an ever sharper edge to the eroticism between them – the play-acting of Ethan cuffing his stepsister naked, licking her to orgasm and then fucking her long and hard, all the while being filmed under studio lights in his bedroom. They had mutually decided the video would stay between the two of them and never be made public on his porn channel.

Yet later on, when they snuggled in bed together with glasses of wine in their hands and watched their hot video, which Ethan had edited, they experienced a flavour of naughtiness and a longing for a debauched adventure like they never had before.

What if?

The question would simply not go away. What if they uploaded the video to his porn channel? Their faces would, of course, be blurred, and with no obvious marks on their bodies, they would stay anonymous. But how would Ethan’s audience react to his stepsister – an otherwise shy woman who had hardly had many sexual adventures, let alone ever on camera? How would they respond to a video of an actual pair of step-siblings genuinely and somewhat desperately being sexually drawn to each other? Ethan had said his audience would lap her up because of her beauty as well as her genuine self – untrained for porn. And sure enough, his audience had reacted more favourably than either of them could have dreamt.

The video was fast becoming the number one streamed content he had ever posted. It was also the most commented upon. Viewers – male and female – had both taken to how genuine each of Ellen’s reactions had been while she had been made naked and taken by her stepbrother. Given her relationship history, Ellen had never really been fucked properly in her life till she started sleeping with her stepbrother. Her surprise at experiencing all the new nuances of sexual bliss was palpably erotic on screen.

“My god, Ethan,” Ellen said, staring ahead at the laptop screen, as she sat in the darkness with him on their bed. “What have we done!”

“Do you regret it?”

“No,” she whispered. A whole new look of searing passion lit up her eyes as she scanned the comments. “I don’t think so.”

“This is genuinely the most sexually arousing video I have ever watched. Dear sir and madam, you made me cum so much… you’ve squeezed everything I had in me and then made me horny all over again!” – Jack C, 32 years old.

Ellen kept browsing through the comments, inwardly gasping at the knowledge that all these strangers were saying such dirty, sexually charged things all about her and her stepbrother. On top of the comments, the video of her getting fucked raw by Ethan played with full sound effects.

“Who is this beautiful angel? She fucks like she has never had sex before and is experiencing all the bliss for the first time in her life! We have to make this sexual goddess the next porn queen!” – Ron B, 19 years old.

“Girl, you make me squirt like crazy, I just wanna grab your body and smother you all over with love and my sex juices! Woof!” – Jill H, 22 years old.

Only a few minutes back, the room had felt pleasant enough. But now Ellen felt hot and restless. She had never experienced arousal the way she did right now while watching herself fuck her stepbrother on a public porn video, and reading all the atrociously delicious comments below it, one by one.

“Do you mind?” she asked Ethan, pinching the fabric of her top.

He understood immediately.

“Of course not,” he said.

Ellen pulled her pajama top off her and instantly felt better baring her body to the cool air. Leisurely, Ellen cupped her exposed, full, firm breasts and gave them a good squeeze, shutting her eyes and humming pleasurably.

Ethan bent down upon her and planted the softest, gentlest of kisses on her chest, before smiling up at her. It all felt wonderfully nice to Ellen – like a glorious, depraved, extended dream she was having ever since her stepbrother found out about her secret addiction to his porn videos. And now, through an altogether wild turn of events and feelings, she was in one of them!

Ethan himself was a mystery cocktail of tender as well as raw, urgent sexual energy. Ellen never knew which side of him would come out; she never knew which side she wanted more. Having lived a careful, somewhat docile life, she had always liked things which she could predict. But with Ethan, she found that she loved being surprised, being made to feel nervous and have her boundaries pushed.

While he had a sexy, athletic physique and a beautiful cock, it was the emotion he brought, and the utter surrender he made to sexual debauchery that was his most attractive sexual quality for Ellen. It is what drew her to him and his body in the manner of a helpless affliction.

“What now, Ethan?” Ellen might have meant the question in equal measure about the present moment as well as the general phase of life they found themselves in.
“I have a gift for you before you go to bed,” said Ethan, calmly.

Ellen immediately felt that by-now-familiar tingling of nervousness upon hearing the words escape her brother’s lips.

“Yes?” she said, gulping.

“Come to my room.”

And much as he had done that time they had gotten together in his room in front of the cameras, he took his sister by the hand and led her forward out of her room.

A red velvet cloth covered what looked like a chair-shaped object set against the far wall of Ethan’s bedroom.

“What is this?” Ellen asked, gesturing to it as soon as they entered.

“What do you think it is?”

“No drama, Ethan, I swear to god,” Ellen said, feeling increasingly flustered by the suspense.

Without further delay, Ethan pulled off the cloth to reveal a chair the likes of which Ellen had never seen before. It was made of black metal rods and charcoal-grey fabric upholstery, but the seat was shaped more like a toilet seat with a gap at the centre. The chair had levers which seemed to have a function of altering the chair’s shape and angle as per the user’s inclinations. On its arms and legs there were black leather contraptions for locking down someone’s wrists and ankles. But the most startling thing was a device ending with what looked like a long cock shaped dildo hovering right below the seat, stuck to a metal arm underneath. It took all of a moment for Ellen to realise its purpose.

A fucking chair!

“You’re looking at it like you’ve never seen one of these before, Ellen,” said Ethan softly, with a gentle teasing edge to his voice.

“I haven’t,” confessed Ellen in a throaty whisper.

“You’ve never been tied down on a sex machine chair, have you?”

Ellen gulped, “Nope.”

“You know what it is for though?”

“Fucking hell, Ethan!”

“Come here.”

One of Ethan’s strong arms wrapped gently around her bare body, while with the other he peeled down the elastic of her pajama bottom. Within seconds, Ellen felt her bottoms and pussy exposed to the cool air in the room.

“Take a seat, won’t you?” Ethan asked, neatly folding her soft pajama bottoms and throwing them on the bed.

Ellen felt immeasurably drawn by the sight of the chair in conjunction with the texture of authority in her younger stepbrother’s voice as she inched closer to it. When Ethan offered her a tube of lube, she gave a nervous smile and said, “No need.”

She had only just realised that she was positively leaking from her pussy lips. The textured fabric upholstery was just the right kind of soft underneath her tight bare ass, as she sat down. Her pussy felt all the more naked, exposed as it was by the toilet seat shape of the chair. The sight of the long, silicone, real cock-like dildo was visible inches away from her slick pussy lips. Ethan strapped both her hands and legs to the chair, rendering her delicate, naked body fixed firmly in place. Once he was satisfied with the job, Ethan took a few steps back and admired the sight of his naked stepsister tied down shamelessly on the new fucking chair he had just ordered.

Slowly, he put his hands in his pockets and took out what looked like a small remote control. Suddenly, all the nervousness in Ellen vanished when she least expected it. The thing is, the situation now felt entirely gone, well beyond any possible reach of propriety, societal acceptance, and forgiveness, and the only thing left to do now was to surrender. To surrender more utterly than she had ever done in her life, both physically and morally.

“Ethan,” she spoke just as her stepbrother was about to press a button on the remote control.

“Hm?”

“Turn the cameras on, won’t you?”

***

Ethan’s hands were caressing all over her bare body as they both sat topless on her bed, watching the video of her getting fucked by a machine, while being tied to a chair. The video had just been released online. The cock-dildo fucked her slowly at first, eliciting the most delicious low moans of pleasure.

As Ellen watched herself on the laptop screen, shamelessly sitting naked and getting machine-fucked on camera, she remembered the feeling of the unknown. The unknown factor of how far it could go, how hard and deep the dildo could fuck her while she sat on it, staring straight ahead into her stepbrother’s eyes, giving up all control of herself to him.

“Fuck me harder,” she had whispered ferociously, entirely aroused by the soft fucking he had administered thus far. And following her request, Ethan had turned the machine on progressively harder, probing deeper and faster inside his stepsister’s pussy with a machine’s rhythm and firmness.

Pressing close in upon the warmth of her stepbrother’s firm bare body, Ellen watched herself on-screen lurch from the machine’s ferocious fucking, moan deeply and cum over and over again. She could not believe how depraved she looked naked and gyrating, and how desperate she sounded moaning deeply, uncontrollably. Casting a brief glance at him, Ellen could clearly see the lust strewn across Ethan’s face as he watched the video with her, all the while gently, lovingly caressing her body with feeling.

Ping!

The sound heralded a notification on the screen, as the first comment appeared underneath their video.

“Oh my fucking god! All hail mother goddess of sex, our all new porn queen! Please accept my cum tribute!” – Ron B, 19 years old.

***

“I must say, Ellen, I’m rather pleasantly surprised by your change of heart. You seemed… hesitant at first?” Her boss was talking to her as he walked her to his car in the office parking lot. It was after hours, and she had just given him the hint that she would oblige his request of getting intimate with him to help her career, if he were to drive her to her place of comfort.

“What can I say, Don, I’ve always been a shy girl,” replied Ellen, casting a coquettish glance in his direction. “It took me a moment to give in… to this.”

“This?”

“You know… this feeling. Like I’m nervous but also excited.”

“I know just what you mean, Ellen. Come,” he said, finally reaching his car and opening the door for her.

“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather just go to my place?” he asked, once he was ready to drive off.

“I’m sure. This is my favorite BnB, and I feel comfortable and in my element there. You’re going to love it too.”

“Why not just bring him to your place?” her brother had asked.

“Because I don’t want that creep to know where I live.”

***

It ended up being a one and a half hour drive outside the city, concluding in a narrow driveway off the main road through the woods. For most of the way, Don tried to place his hand suggestively on Ellen’s legs, who squiggled and tried to subtly move away every time he started to caress her inner thigh. The driveway led them to a basic but neat-looking cottage, its seclusion guaranteed by acres of woods on three sides, and a small deserted stretch of untouched pale yellow beach on the fourth.

Ellen noticed the parking spots were deserted as they pulled up. Don, her boss, parked the car, and they stepped out to a feeling of being utterly isolated in nature. There did not seem to be another human being within sight or sound. Through the gaps in the trees, they could see beyond the cottage the shimmering blue waters, set alight by the late afternoon sun. All around there was a glorious orange haze.

They entered through the front door.

“Oh, prepared beforehand are we?” her boss remarked in good humour, seeing a bottle of wine set on the living room table with two chic wine glasses.

Ellen merely smiled and poured a couple of drinks, handing one to him. Don took the glass and stared out through the French windows opening directly onto the beach.

Streaks of golden light filtered through and illuminated the room around them.

“I have to say, Ellen,” said Don, “you were right. This is a hell of a spot.”

“Yes?” said Ellen with a lilt in her voice. “But you haven’t even seen where I sleep yet.”

Jaws hardening, Don downed his full glass of wine in one go and followed Ellen to the bedroom.

Just like the living room, a French window ran the length of the far side of the bedroom, opening onto a large balcony facing the sea. Ellen opened the sliding glass panels, and the breeze gushed in with the scent of the ocean. Ellen turned to her boss with a golden halo behind her from the sun.

“Take off your clothes,” she said quietly to him.

Don hesitated a moment.

“Please,” said Ellen, a naughty vulnerability in her voice.

Don smiled and proceeded to rid himself of his garments one at a time.

When he was down to his boxers, Ellen pulled out a black blindfold from her bag and walked to him with it.

“Oh! Getting naughty, I see.” There was a hint of nervousness to Don’s voice. Ellen thought perhaps he would protest. But when he sensed her closeness upon his bare body and felt her breath on his skin, his expression settled into something nearing anticipation.

“Just be a good boy and play along, Don; you’re not the boss here,” said Ellen with quiet confidence. She put the blindfold over his eyes and tightened it. Having finished the job, she gave his chest a soft caress with her teasing fingers, enticing him further into whatever experience she had planned for him.

“What now?” Don asked.

“Take off your boxers.”

“But…”

“Do it. Please?” Ellen finished pressing herself close against his body and scratching softly across the surface of his chest again.

Don hesitated a moment before finally giving in to lust for the feel of her slender, young, sexy body close to his, more than anything else. As he proceeded to rid himself of the final strand of fabric he had left, Ellen spotted behind him two figures entering the room on tiptoe, holding the sex chair between them. Without making a noise, they placed it in the middle of the room and stepped back. Ellen stared from her brother, who gave her a wink and a smile, to Natalie, who gave her a nod of greeting.

“Here, take my hand,” said Ellen, taking her boss’s hand and casting a glance at his medium-sized penis dangling semi-hard between his legs.

“Where are we going?”

“Only a couple more steps,” said Ellen, guiding him to the chair. “Here, now take a seat.”

Don sat down and immediately went rigid as though realizing something felt different from expectation.

“What’s this?”

“It’s my special chair. Here, give me your hands.”

Within seconds, Ellen had her boss cuffed by his hands and legs, sitting naked with his ass hanging over the large cock shaped dildo.

“I have to say, Ellen, this is getting spicier than I had anticipated,” Don said with a grin. Ellen saw his cock harden further. The fucker is enjoying himself! thought Ellen. Let him for now.

“Gosh, boss, I think your cock just grew harder,” said Ellen with an innocent voice.

“Mmm yes baby, it’s what generally happens when I’m close to you,” said Don, sitting strapped to the fucking chair.

“I guess you’d really like to fuck me, huh?” asked Ellen.

“Mhmm,” he managed. Ellen could see her boss swallowing.

“You wanna see what my bare body looks like.”

“Oh yes!”

“And to have me naked, squirming and moaning in your arms, as you fuck me with that fat cock of yours.”

“Please baby, come sit on my lap already.”

“And do you promise that if we do this, you will give me the promotion I’ve worked my ass off for?”

Don grinned. “You’ve always deserved that promotion, Ellen. But things work a little differently around here. A little give and a little take, you know? It builds trust, that’s what I say. So yes, if we do this, you will get your promotion. And who knows, you might want to do this again on your own accord, by the time I am through with you!”

“So you think I deserve the promotion anyway, but you will only give it if we have sex?”

Don was by now too far enticed to have any patience for using finer nuances of language.

“Damn it, yes! That is exactly how it is. If we have sex together, I will...