The first chapter of this story got a lot of positive feedback and constructive criticism, for which I am very grateful -- thank you all, your support and feedback is what motivates me to write. I took a brief hiatus for personal reasons, but I'm back to writing regularly now, and chapter three of 'Becoming part of the family', chapter four of 'the gardener' and my first attempt at a horror based story, are all in the pipeline.
As for this story, I'm already writing the next chapter, and I'd love to hear any suggestions on what to include or how to improve my writing. All characters are of course 18 or over, and as always a massive thank you to KenjiSato for editing.
Anyway...
Mia's fingers glided over her keyboard, as she swiftly logged on to her laptop. Her eyelids were too heavy and her hair was too light, but the early start was worth it for her. The room was dark, apart from the beam of light bursting from the edges of her drawn curtains -- she had forgotten to close her blinds the night before. She rubbed her eyes and the sleep dust disintegrated, as she waited for the application to load.
The young woman stared into the sharp pixels of the screen, their aggressive blue light piercing through her sleepy haze. The ones and zeros coordinates, themselves, and got to work. Their work: enabling the perverted habit Mia had begun two months prior. The camera, the laptop, all those busy electrons rushing back and forth to deliver the image to the screen, they were all accomplices. Accomplices to Mia's incestuous crime. She knew the moral implications of her acts. She knew of the potential consequences of being caught, both legal and social. She knew that both her actions and her fantasies were criminal, but it was this very taboo that never failed to quicken the pulse and moisten the vagina with arousal.
Her breath was light and fast, as if being too loud would attract her brother's attention to the camera. She found herself fully immersed in the screen, as Nick stripped down. She thought herself lucky that he faced the camera, as he undressed -- he usually stood out of the shot -- but little did she know that this was a performance, with her as the audience.
Nick tugged his shirt over his head, revealing those chiselled abs she so loved to see. The tee slid over his toned pecs, past his nipples and his splash of dark chest hair, up over his strong jawline and what seemed to be a smirk, before eventually leaving his body and being dropped to the floor. Mia examined his chest, fixating on the small trail of hair that led to his hidden member. After too long a wait, he pulled down his joggers and boxers, his semi-erect cock springing free. She watched her brother's dick, his long shaft protruded from its well-groomed bush, and Mia began to touch herself.
The laptop lay on the bed beside her, as she drew small circles around her clit, allowing a small moan to escape. What her brother did next, surprised her. He turned on the shower, but then retreated back outside of it. She watched on, now just as curious, as she was aroused. His plan quickly became clear, when he perched himself on the side of the bath -- facing the camera -- and took out his phone. He opened it with just one hand, as the other was occupied with taking slow strokes up and down his gradually-hardening shaft.
She had learned over the last eight weeks, that her brother rarely used porn when he wanked -- he simply used his imagination. She had several videos to prove this. However, it appeared he had a particularly good video or something, as Nick started to jack his cock harder. Mia followed suit -- he was closer to the camera than usual, and this higher definition wasn't a sight she could resist. She made sure to hit the record button, before taking down her pyjama bottoms, in order to allow better access to her pussy.
She grabbed the dildo from her bedside table -- a toy she had bought specifically to emulate the size and shape of her brother's rod. Mia pushed the tip inside her, her eyes still trained on Nick's masturbation.
She started slowly, simply teasing her pussy with the toy; its size was still slightly too big for her. However, she soon found that with her natural lubricant to help her along, she was able to fully insert it inside her. The dildo filled her up as she imagined Nick was there with her. She began to mimic the speed of Nick's thrusts as he continued to watch his phone screen. She wondered to herself what he could be watching. What could be on his screen right now? What was so good he didn't just use his imagination? She found herself wishing she could see what he saw, to know what he was thinking...
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I pumped my cock hard and fast, potently aware that my twin sister could be watching. I hoped she was watching. My eyes remained trained on my phone, however, as what lit up my screen was far more stimulating than any other pornographers I had ever seen: a photo of Mia's laptop -- the screen showed her in the shower, hands squeezing her tits as she washed herself. I had taken the photo while spying on her for a second time, the night before. I imagined those supple breasts clenched around my cock as she knelt before me. My mind leaped from scene to scene, next depicting my twin backed up against the wall. I would pound my cock into her, as she moaned gently into my ear.
I approached orgasm, finally landing on the image of Mia on her bed. I was fucking her missionary, and she was massaging her breasts as she was in the photo. At that moment, cum blasted across the room as I shot my load. My seed splattered against the wall in front of me, against the toilet and onto the floor. Most notably, one rope landed directly on top of the toilet roll, just an inch away from the camera, I was pretending not to see. I wondered if she had bore witness to my orgasm; had she seen the eruption I had let out for her?
It'd been a full week since I first found out about my sister's secret, and so far, I had jerked off three times while watching her; two, I have already told you about. Yesterday, I had spied on her through her laptop, as she came in her underwear again. The previous days, Dad came home before she had a shower, and I couldn't risk him finding out about my little habit. This morning was the first time I had a photo of her to masturbate to, but every morning, even if I didn't masturbate, I was sure to put on a show, enough to excite Mia without her realising that I knew I was being watched.
I still hadn't told her I knew, of course. She might take the camera down, or refuse to talk to me out of shame. Both of which were risks not worth my privacy. After cleaning up the stains and actually taking a shower, I proceeded with my regular morning routine. Eventually, I made my way downstairs to get some breakfast. Dad had already left, but Mia sat at the table, juggling the task of doing her history homework with shovelling cereal into her mouth. A large mug of tea sat in front of her, and I was pleased to see she had also made one for me.
"Thanks, sis," I said casually, as I took a sip from my mug. "You really shouldn't leave that to the last minute you know."
"Nick, I've seen you do maths homework as Mrs. Baker took the register. When did Henry VII die?"
"How should I know? I don't even take history." I pulled out my phone and searched it up. "1509. Mia your A-levels are in four months, you should really know this shit by now." She didn't reply and simply got on with her work, though I knew she had taken my words under consideration. She had been doing worse in school over the past few months -- perhaps she was distracted.
I took the opportunity to close all of my open tabs. I flicked Safari, Snapchat and Alarm into the void before landing on the only tab left: Amazon. 'Hidden camera Bluetooth attachment arrives Tuesday,' the screen read. Today was Thursday, meaning I had to wait five days before I could see my sister use that dildo of hers. I had already found the perfect hiding spot, and after having debated it long and hard in my head, I had rid myself of any doubt that I wanted to do this.
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I bit into my pre-prepared ham and cheese sandwich, cut into rectangles, for convenience. I chewed. I swallowed. I bit. I chewed. I swallowed. I bit. I chew--
