Mafia Desire (Erotica)

Kenny had large hands and he spread his fingers out, noticing how much of her thigh he could cover. This picture would come out better as he’d managed to control the camera this time. Josie dropped her foot, but rather than put it on the floor, she rested it on top of his thigh just beneath the shorts.

He lowered his head and took a picture, noting how good her blue nail polish, the silver toe ring and the anklet looked. Yes, somehow his sister knew how to make her feet as sexy as the rest of her.

She wiggled her toes, curling them into his skin, then slid it further up his thigh. He marveled at how soft the sole of her foot was, then released a sharp breath when she slid it under his shorts. Kenny wasn’t wearing underwear as he figured if he posed with Jenna, he’d get somewhat aroused and wanted it to show.

Kenny knew it was showing now, especially on his knees like this. His cock, his fully hard cock, was along his leg, hot and throbbing from the effect of having his scantily clad sister sexing him up for the camera.

Her foot slid further up the loose leg of his shorts and he tried to get himself to move. She was dangerously close to the tip of his cock. As it was he wondered if she’d noticed the obvious bulge in them.

He told himself she didn’t, she was helping him with this for school, he had to see her this way to take pictures, but she wouldn’t be looking at him. Her foot moved further, and Kenny dropped his hand from her thigh and put it around her ankle, gripping it tight enough so she stopped moving.

Above him, Josie gasped, then released a barely audible sound he swore was a whimper of some kind. Had him grabbing her gotten her excited? More excited he should say because he’d seen from her thong she was getting herself worked up.

That thought caused him to let her go, and the second he did, she pushed her foot up his leg. He groaned when her toes briefly came into contact with the head of his cock, and he jerked back, almost falling over, when she’d wiggled her toes against it.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Josie giggled, and the sound made his cock jerk, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, she caught him by his shoulders, helping him keep his balance.

“Give me your hand.”

She spoke softly, but there was an urgency in her voice that seemed out of place. Not just urgency, but there was more than a hint of command to it, and before he knew it, he’d put his left hand in hers.

Josie pulled it upward and placed it on her right breast.

“Josie!” He tugged his hand back, but she gripped his wrist tightly.

“What?” she asked, her eyes wide, feigning innocence as she pressed his hand to her tit. “You wanted sexy pictures.”

Kenny had no idea what to say. He was too busy wondering why he wasn’t trying all that hard to move his hand.

He was a hell of a lot stronger than Josie and could easily yank his hand away if he wanted to. That was the key if he wanted to. To his dismay, he found he wasn’t in a hurry to do the right thing.

“I have a bra on,” she pointed out.

“True,” he whispered, giving in to what he knew was wrong.

But there was nothing wrong about his sister’s tit. Beneath his touch, Josie’s tit was soft, yet firm, and was a damn impressive handful. The bra comment was a cop out. The lace cup only covered the inner and lower portion of her breast leaving plenty of soft flesh against his hand.

Kenny’s balls ached at the feeling of her hard nipples poking into his palm through the lace, and the soft sigh Josie emitted when he gently squeezed her breast, made his cock jerk. He managed to keep the camera in front of him and taker a picture of him groping his sister’s tit, but he almost dropped it, when she put her hand in his hair.

Her fingers ran through it, her nails lightly scratching his scalp, but when he slid his hand down, and squeezed the lower portion of her breast, her grip tightened, pulling his hair hard enough to make him wince.

Josie plucked the camera from his hand, and let it go, making him grunt when it struck him in the chest.

“Use both hands, the other camera will get the pictures.”

Kenny should have been ashamed of how quickly he got his hand on her other breast, but instead felt a wave of excitement as he now cupped both her tits in his hands. His breathing was getting noticeably heavier, and louder as he knelt in front of Josie, fondling both of her tits with a growing eagerness that couldn’t be explained by just wanting ‘a good shot’

He was aware of the Nikon clicking and the flash flickering out of the corner of his eye, but his man focus was his sister’s incredible tits. God, they were big, and so damn firm, like bounce a quarter off them firm.

They were like her ass, and hell, her entire body, just flat out fucking perfect. Josie put her hands over his, squeezing them as he groped her. He could feel her breasts heaving beneath his touch and her chest was now as flushed as her face.

What the hell was going on? What were they doing? Why did she keep egging him on and why couldn’t he stop? Because he didn’t want to was the answer. Kenny was as caught up in touching his sister as if she were any hot girl letting him touch her.

Josie gripped his thumbs and pressed them to her nipples, and when Kenny rubbed them, she released a breathless,

“Yes!”

The simple word sent a thrill through him as did the way she let her head fall back, and arched her back, pushing her breasts at him. She raised her leg, sliding her bare foot under his shirt this time, and sliding it along his stomach.

She slid it back down and Kenny groaned, when she placed it directly onto his swollen cock. She moved it back and forth, and he couldn’t old back a moan as she rubbed his dick through the shorts.

A wave of disbelief washed over him. Was this really happening? Was he playing with his sister’s tits while she played footsie with him? Was he hard while she seemed to be soaking through her thong and both of them moaning like lovers?

“Stand up,” Josie removed her foot from his cock, but made no move to push his hands away.

She spoke in a breathy tone and this time there was no mistaking the fact she wasn’t asking, she was demanding as she took over the shoot. Shoot? Was this still what it was? Right now, it seemed like a lot more.

But what? Kenny rose to his feet as his mind raced. What was going on between them? A little weed couldn’t explain this, nor could a bit of exhibitionist in his sister. It’s not like they were two friends who were in a sexy scenario and letting themselves take it further, this was Josie for God’s sake!

“Take this off!” Josie hissed, her hands already tugging his shirt up.

“Why? What are you…?”

“You wanted to be in the shoot, let’s get some hot pics together.”

Hot pics together, that was so wrong, but not only didn’t he protest as she continued to pull on his shirt, he slipped the Cannon over his head and dropped it on the bed next to them. He lifted his arms, letting Josie take his shirt off and saw the camera flash. He had to say, it would be a good picture.

Josie tossed his shirt to the side and stepped up close to him. Her hands went to his chest, and he shivered as she teased her nails across his chest, then down his stomach.

“Hmm, you didn’t need to hire a guy,” she purred. “You look just fine, baby.”

“Baby?” he blinked.

“Just playing my part.” Josie’s fingers were teasing along the waist of his shorts and he was aware his legs were trembling. “Am I doing a good job?”

“A very good job,” he said softly, his eyes staring into hers. “You look beautiful, Josie.”

He had no idea where that came from, but the big, and genuine smile, on her face made him glad he’d said it.

“Yeah?” she kept her eyes on his. “You think your little sister is all grown up now?”

“That you are,” he gasped when she unsnapped his shorts. “What are you doing?”

“Posing for pictures, silly,” she leaned forward and raised herself up on her toes so her face was inches from his. “You said pretty things make pretty pictures.”

He felt his zipper open and his heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest when her fingers eased into his shorts. He held his breath as they slid further in then moaned when her fingers encountered his shaft where his cock was pointed down his leg.

“Guess I am doing a good job.” She removed her hand from his crotch, and he felt another wave of confusion when instead of relief, it was disappointment he experienced.

Josie’s hands went to his arms, and she tugged on them.

“Don’t be so stiff,” she winked, telling him she was well aware of what she’d touched with her foot, then her fingers. “Touch me, like you would any hot girl you were making out with.”

“We’re not making out,” he told her even as his hands went to her hips.

“Then what are we waiting for?” Josie slipped her arms around his neck, pulled his head down and kissed him.

Kenny made an embarrassing high-pitched sound of protest into her lips. Josie giggled, but her lips remained pressed to his. For a moment he attempted the right thing and tried to pull his head back, but she tightened her grip on his neck, holding his face to hers.

Her lips were softer than they had any damn right being and the way they worked side to side, caressing his caused him to make another sound, this one a moan. It was a helpless sound, a moan of surrender as he couldn’t even pretend he didn’t like the way his sister was kissing him.

His moan led to one of hers as she felt him relaxing into her embrace. His hands tightened on her hips, and Josie responded by pressing tightly against him. He felt her nipples poking through the bra and into his chest, and her soft stomach against his.