SARAH NOLAN woke up with a wicked thought. Her cam-to-cam session with SamIAm was incredible. She loved seeing his throbbing cock erupt all over the camera. She replayed that image in her mind all night and even woke up thinking about it. She wanted to wrap her lips around it. She wanted to catch that cum on her tongue. Taste it. Swallow it...
But there was something else she was thinking about. When she mentioned to SamIAm that her brother shared the same name, SamIAm said that her brother probably masturbated to her. At first she thought that idea was ludicrous and disgusting, but the more she thought about it the more she liked it. Did he really jerk off to her? Was he that perverse? She loved the thought of her cam fans jerking off to her, could it be her brother was jerking his cock two doors down the hall?
She wanted to find out.
SamIAm had suggested wearing revealing clothing around her brother and teasing him. If he suddenly went to his room it meant he was definitely jerking off. How should I tease him, she thought.
SAM NOLAN was downstairs watching TV, exhausted. He had just jerked off to his sister in a cam-to-cam private video chat the night before. She didn't know it was him, of course, but he definitely knew it was her. It didn't stop there. He jerked off two more times before going to sleep and once this morning. He didn't even need porn those extra three times. Every time he closed his eyes he could picture his sisters perfect body. Those round, perky tits, firm ass, long toned legs... fuck. He was getting hard again just from thinking about it and he and was running out of lotion.
And that's when his sister Sarah walked in and plopped herself on a nearby couch. She was wearing the exact same outfit she wore in the cam show, a revealing tank top and booty shorts. Sam put a pillow in his lap to hide his giant hard on.
"What are you watching?" Sarah asked. Her legs were folder underneath her and she wrapped her arms around her knees. Sam could see a large portion of side boob through the tank top.
"College basketball," Sam said. The game had just come back from commercial and the camera was showing the cheerleaders for the home team. They were jumping and prancing around in their tiny little skirts.
"Do you think cheerleaders are hot?" she asked.
"What?"
"Those little skirts. Are they hot?" Sarah asked, knowing the answer. Of course they were hot.
"Er... yeah. I guess."
"I wonder if I could be a cheerleader."
Sam didn't answer. What was she talking about? She hated cheerleaders. Sarah was a jock and way hotter than one of those miniature cheerleader girls. Not that they weren't hot, but she was definitely superior in every way.
"Is this all you have to do?" Sarah asked and got up and started high kicking. "Kind of silly."
Sam nodded and watched her breasts and ass bounce right in front of him. That ass... Sam wanted to tear off those booty shorts and just bury his head right in there. He could just live like that for hours, he thought. That would be heaven.
Sam's right hand moved under the pillow in his lap and squeezed his cock.
"My boyfriend said volleyball uniforms are just as sexy, if not more so," Sarah said. "They're more revealing. You can see a better outline of our asses. See?"
Sam watched as his sister Sarah was posing and sticking her ass out.
"I guess that's true," Sam told her, trying not to sound interested. In reality he was trying to stop himself from cumming in his boxers under his pillow.
I wonder if that's enough, Sarah thought to herself. She looked back at her brother and noticed something strange. He had a pillow in his lap and his right hand was under the pillow. Oh my god. Was he touching himself right here in the room? She thought he would at least do it in private. Holy shit! And she felt herself getting wet. Terrible thoughts raced through her mind. Suddenly she wanted to walk over to him, toss the pillow aside and rip off his shorts. How big was his cock? Could she suck on it? Sit on it? Sit on his face? Christ, Sarah. Get a hold of yourself!
"Everything all right in here?" their dad asked, walking into the room and breaking the tension.
"Just watching TV," Sarah said, and suddenly felt embarrassed. She was dressed like this for her brother, not her father. She was going to leave but Sam suddenly got up from the couch and walked out.
"I have some homework I need to do," he said and headed upstairs.
"That's strange. He normally doesn't ever do homework," her father commented.
