My Sister Maes Porn so What

I collapsed onto my bed, groaning out loud. Softly, though, of course, since I didn't want to interrupt what was happening just a couple rooms over. I looked at the bare spot in my room and furrowed my brow. Guess I'd be watching on my phone.

Of course, I could go and watch in person, but that wouldn't do much good. I didn't want to distract the internet's newest streamer from captivating her fans, but I also needed to see how it looked across the internet. In a way, I was just another fan of KelTheBelle, but that I didn't mind.

I loaded up the website, and tried to find her page. Nothing. It seemed to hide from me, until I scrolled far enough down on the loading page to find her. Two viewers. Three, if you counted me, as I loaded into the page and watched a minute's worth of ads before finally being greeted with her face. Immediately I looked over the video stream, making sure there weren't any problems to be solved. It looked... good.

Not bad, at the very least, especially considering it was less than a day since I became her manager and even less time since I came up with a plan to get more eyes on my sister. Step one was a simple one: live streaming. It turns out that recording a girl playing a video game gets a lot more attention than a guy playing the same game. It doesn't matter if she's good at it or not, it just matters that she's hot. And call me biased, but KelTheBelle? Plenty hot.

I laid down on my bed, watching the stream of my sister carry on. She was playing one of those newer medieval style games, where the point of the game was to die a lot until you finally killed the enemies, seemingly by chance. Neither of us understood the appeal, but it seemed to draw in the viewers, especially when whoever was playing got frustrated. And Kelly? She got frustrated, alright.

She was stuck on some random enemies - not even a boss - that was guarding the path forward. Her chat, all five of us, was offering tips and suggestions to make it through the area better. Wait a second, wasn't there only three viewers a moment ago? I watched the view counter for a moment, as it ticked up not once, but twice. I glanced at the stream, and gasped.

KelTheBelle, unbeknownst to her, was giving everyone a bit more of a show than expected. Her top - a cute camisole I had encouraged her to wear - had shifted. Just a tiny slip, but it was enough. Now my sister's round breasts were even more on display, with both nipples erect and pushing the fabric aside. Her concentration in the game was her fatal flaw, making her oblivious to the sight that was now streaming to literal dozens of people.

I got up to stop her, to let her know what was going on, but then I hesitated. Her viewer count was in the triple digits - apparently, word was spreading fast about the streamer with her tits out. Instead of going a couple rooms over and fixing the problem, I slowly sat back down on the bed, doing a search for Kelly's username. Already, she was starting to pop up on forum threads, talking about 'that new streamer girl with her tits out'.

This... was working. Sure, it's not what we had planned, but people were tuning in to catch a glimpse of her. I went back to the stream, watching as another on screen ad went by, inviting people to search her username for even more content. Things were getting popular, with thousands of people watching KelTheBelle struggle with this game all because her nipples were hanging out.

Then, suddenly, the steam stopped. I hopped off my bed, rushing to the room where Kelly was. A frustrated groan filled the air, and I only slowed down long enough to open the door quietly. From where I was standing, the camera wouldn't be able to see me, but I could make out the contents of the screens she was looking at. The video feed had certainly died, but Kelly was unaware. For a moment I watched quietly, suddenly just her audience of one. It felt... special, having this reserved moment between us, even if she didn't realize it was the case.

It had to end though, when she noticed me out of the corner of her eye and went to pause the stream. We had agreed I would only come into the room if there was an emergency, so my presence was certainly unexpected. Though, when Kelly found that there was no stop button - only a nebulous error, she got even more concerned.

I walked over, putting my hand on her nearly bare shoulder and chuckled. "Well, you got your first ban, I imagine." I couldn't help but to look down at her body, spying her nipples. It took all of my restraint not to reach my fingers down a mere couple of inches further and play with them.

Kelly frowned, taking off her headset. It was pink, one of the few accessories we had managed to buy for her before her stream started. "What? Banned? I didn't do anything wrong!"

With a chuckle, I indulged myself, my fingers reaching down and pinching her hard and exposed nipple. "Yeah, you just had a little bit of a wardrobe malfunction it seems. Unfortunately, it seems the moderators of this site don't take kindly to that."

I watched as she deflated in her chair, smacking my hand away rather aggressively. "Well fuck," she muttered. "How are we supposed to get views if I'm banned?"

"I don't think it'll matter..."

Her head tilted to the side. "What do you mean? The whole point was to get views to get them over to my page to make money! If that doesn't happen, then I gave everyone a free show of my tits for no reason!"

My hand returned to its place on her shoulder and it squeezed softly. "It doesn't matter, because before you got banned, you had thousands of viewers watching you. That's thousands of people that could potentially go to your page and find your content." I gestured at her computer, and she got the hint. She pulled up her original KelTheBelle profile, and we both gasped.

She'd started the stream at five subscribers, one of which was myself. Nothing really worth getting excited about. But now she was at seventy two unique people paying her money to see her content. We actually watched as the number ticked up, not by one, but by a handful of new subscribers.

Quietly, we froze there for a pause. Neither of us knew what to say. Slowly, Kelly got up and turned to face me, embracing me tightly. I held her close, and we just stood there together like that for long moments. We swayed slightly, shifting from foot to foot. I could tell this meant a lot to her; it was the first real step of her independence from that guy. A sour taste ran through my mouth thinking about him, and I shuddered.

Unfortunately, that broke the spell of the moment, and she pulled away from me. She glanced down at her top and gasped, as though just re-realizing just how exposed she was. She pulled the camisole back into place, and her decency was restored.

"So..." She started, looking at our feet awkwardly. "What's the next plan?"

"I think this will have to do for today," I answered. "We don't want to do too much at once and seem desperate and needy for attention. Today went perfectly, if a little unexpected. Best to let the internet talk about this and drive some traffic to your profile naturally."

"Wait... do you think there's clips of me with my... my chest out like that?"

I chuckled, nodding. "Yeah, almost certainly." Kelly paled, and looked like she was going to panic. "Hey, you know you've posted worse pics than that out there? Like, they're going to see way more of you when they look you up. That's the whole thing about doing porn, ya know..."

She calmed down a little, and I sighed in relief. "Yeah, you're right I guess. I just kinda got in the zone there, only thinking about streaming games, and I kinda forgot about the whole porn thing."

I rubbed her shoulder a little more, as we both glanced at the screen just in time to see it tip over one hundred subscribers. I let Kelly have her moment, soaking in this information before she turned back to me. Without giving her a chance to think about it, I placed my fingertips under her chin and lifted her head up to look at me. Her eyes were so wide and innocent, that I couldn't help myself.

Before I realized it, I was leaning in, my eyes drifting closed at the same time as Kelly stretched upward toward me and closed her own eyes. Our lips gently touched, grazing over each other's tentatively. Kelly took the plunge, wrapping her soft lips around my own lower lip, sucking softly. After a couple more of these motions, she let her teeth slide against my lip as well.

The sensation was overpowering, and I clutched Kelly closer to my body, not wanting the moment to end. One of my hands slid up to cup her cheek, while the other held her hips to mine. I returned the kiss with fervor, my tongue smoothly sliding against hers as it began its exploration of her mouth. I restrained myself, holding back. Last time we were in this position, things got too explosive too quickly. Instead, I savored the moment, letting Kelly tease her tongue to my own, and suck on the guest in her mouth. I knew she could feel my bulge against her hips, thanks to the skintight pants she never got a chance to show off on stream. I rocked back and forth against her while we made out, enjoying the moment.

Finally, she broke off the kiss, and I took an awkward step backward. I stood there, unsure what to do or say, until finally it occurred to me to just keep it simple. "Hey sis? I love you."

Her eyes widened again, but she quickly countered it with a smile. "I love you too, little bro."

The awkwardness built up again into a palpable sensation, and I left the room. I'd catch her again later that day, but I needed some relief, some alone time. I went back to my room and shut the door.

A few minutes later, my phone pinged. It was my sister, texting me. A picture message. I swallowed hard while it loaded, and though the odds of anything exciting happening were low, my member twitched in anticipation.

Finally, it appeared on my screen. A picture of my sister's tits, the camisole pulled off and nowhere to be found. She was cupping the curves and pushing them outward, showing them off. Showing off for me, I realized, given the caption.

"Thought my little brother deserved to see what made us so successful today~"

They were right there, soft and on display. My sister's soft skin, pale save for nearly colorless triangles where her bikini had deflected most of the sun over the summer. Her nipples were nearly the same color as the surrounding circle of sensitive flesh, a soft pink that made me want to go to the other room and touch them for myself.

There was no holding back at that point. My hand was down my pants, grabbing my solid member. It twitched, throbbing in my grasp, and I knew the end was close. For the second time in a week, my pants were ruined as my body decided to show its appreciation for my sister's. I jacked off furiously into my pants, not caring about the stain it was making that I would have to wash out later.

I staggered back to my bed, falling back onto the sheets as the final drops left my body and I lay there panting. What do you send back to your sister when she starts sending you nudes? I lay there, considering the question until I finally fell asleep.