Reunited with his Sister

Warning! This story contains characters who are male, female and what is now classed as “Trans-gender”. I know it can spoil the story for some readers, but please rest assured that no male-on-male sex takes place.

Mark indicated and changed lanes as he headed for the slip road and the services, looking forward to stretching his legs after four hours behind the wheel. Donna his stepmother was going to swap with him after a short respite, driving the final two hours of the six-hour journey down to his sister’s home. The telephone call had come out of the blue, not having seen or spoken with her for at least the last eight years.

Their parents had got married in their twenties and two years later, Jill had been born. They had always hoped for more children but as the years passed without his mother falling pregnant, they had given up trying and gave their full attention to their only child. There had been celebrations when suddenly six years later, his mother found herself pregnant again and to great excitement, he had been born on her thirtieth birthday.

The first few years of his childhood had been idyllic, his mother had doted on him and even Jill his sister had looked after him, at times treating him like one of her dolls. Things had changed on his tenth birthday when his mother had passed away, she had been diagnosed with cancer eight months earlier and the end had come quickly. He could remember feeling sad at first, but Jill, who was by now sixteen had taken care of him until he had got over his grief. He remembered arguments between his sister and his father when after what seemed a noticeably short period, his dad announced that he had met someone else and that she would be moving in with them. It could have been so different, but the fact that the woman was only four years older than Jill and was to become their stepmother led to friction between father and daughter.

Jill had nothing against Donna, her anger was focused solely on her father whom she considered was dishonouring the memory of their mother by wanting to move another woman in so quickly and especially one who was less than half his age. It had culminated in a blazing row soon after his twelfth birthday, something he could still remember clearly, his sister Jill packing her bags and storming out of the house. Mark hoped she would be back, but from that day forward, he never saw or spoke to her again. Every year on his birthday he would receive a card from her containing some money, but other than that, there had been no contact between them.

Donna had cared for him as a mother would, he could not fault her dedication, but it felt as though something was missing from his life. At sixteen he had left school and joined his father’s building firm as an apprentice and had recently qualified. Interspersed with learning the job, his father was also teaching him other aspects of the company, that was until four months ago when he suddenly died of a massive heart attack. Mark had been overwhelmed at first, what with the death of his father and suddenly being expected to run a company. Luckily, his uncle Ben was the general manager and protocols were already in place so that the firm would continue to plod along until he learnt the ropes.

At the reading of the will, he had been astonished to find that the house and the company had been left to him with a condition that Donna would be allowed to live in the home until “such time” as she married. She had also been left one hundred and fifty thousand pounds, the rest of the monies and estate going to Mark. He had always thought that she and his father had tied the knot, but apparently, they had never got around to it. His other greater surprise was that his father had disowned his daughter and had left absolutely nothing to Jill.

Mark had just arrived home from work when the phone rang one evening. ‘Hi, Mark Thompson speaking.’

It took a moment for the person on the other end to reply and he did not at first, recognise the voice.

‘How is my baby brother?’ The woman asked cautiously, leaving Mark stunned for a minute as he realised who it was on the other end of the phone.

She had learnt about her father’s death from a newspaper cutting and had decided after all this time to contact her brother. They’d spoken for the next hour, catching up with how each of them was getting on when she suddenly asked.

‘Why don’t you come and visit, come and stay with me for a week or two, I’d love to see you.’

He had agreed to drive down to her home the following week, what he had not told her at the time was that Donna would be accompanying him.

Sat in the passenger seat he relaxed and sipped at what remained of his coffee while gazing at the scenery flashing by as their journey continued, his eyes periodically flicking across Donna’s tanned legs as she concentrated on her driving. At thirty-two, she was extremely attractive and had a great body he thought to himself. He had been fine until he reached eighteen when he suddenly found himself starting to notice her. Up until then, he had treated her like a mother but realised one day that he was thinking about her differently and specifically what he would like to do to her. He had not said anything and nothing at all had ever happened, she was accompanying him because he liked her around and she was his mum in all but name.

They were off the motorway and on country lanes by now, but the sat-nav seemed to be leading them into the middle of nowhere. They did a right turn; the lane was only wide enough for one vehicle with passing places interspersed every twenty-five yards when the farmhouse suddenly came into view. From the outside, it looked old and weathered, Donna pulling up at the front of the building. Mark was barely out of the car before the front door was flung open and a young woman flew out and flung her arms around him. She hugged him tightly until she stepped back and looked up at him,

‘You seem to have grown since I last saw you,’ Jill said with a beaming smile, the smile faltering as Donna stepped from the car.

‘You didn’t say,’ she said quietly, sounding slightly miffed.

‘You didn’t ask,’ Mark replied, ‘Anyway, none of this was ever her fault.’

Jill invited them both indoors as she turned and told them,

‘I was not expecting two of you, you’ll have to excuse me while I go and get another bedroom ready.’

Making them both a coffee, she then disappeared upstairs, and they could hear her moving about above them. Mark was taking the opportunity to look around, impressed with what he saw. While the outside looked a little forlorn, the interior had been modernised, and with the look of it, to a high standard.

‘I get the feeling that she is not impressed with my presence,’ Donna whispered from her position on the couch.

‘I’m sure it will be fine, just give her time,’ Mark responded, just as the front door opened and a gorgeous young woman entered.

‘Hi, I’m Gloria, I’m Jill’s other half,’ she said as she advanced towards him with her hand outstretched.

She had a strong grip, Mark registered as she shook his hand and then gave him a peck on the cheek. It took him a moment to regain his composure, suddenly realising that perhaps his sister was a lesbian and that may be a lot of things had changed in those eight years. He was wondering what she did for a living because this cottage must have cost a fortune when Jill finally re-appeared.

‘I see you have met Gloria,’ she said, the two women embracing as Jill cast a glance in Donna’s direction.

The first few hours were a little stilted as brother and sister became reacquainted, but slowly the atmosphere warmed, especially after Jill opened a couple of bottles of wine. They all sat down together for their evening meal which was prepared by Gloria and was delicious before retiring to the lounge as Mark and Jill continued to catch up.

‘Fancy a walk before bedtime?’ Gloria asked Donna, making it quite obvious that she was trying to give them some space. Watching them leave, Mark turned back to Jill.

‘So, when did you realise you were attracted to other women?’ he asked, receiving a loud laugh in response.

‘Who says I am?’ Jill asked him with a look of merriment spread across her face.

‘Well, I thought,’ Mark was embarrassed now, he had made a presumption based on what Gloria had said and the way the two women had embraced.

Jill was still laughing and looked at him teasingly as she added, ‘Actually, I’m bisexual, I like women as much as I like men.’ There was not a lot he could say to that and anyway, it was her life, and she could do with it what she wanted. Finally, the subject came around to their father,

‘You know he left you nothing in his will,’ Mark said. ‘I’m happy to split my share if you need money.’

Jill just shrugged her shoulders, ‘It doesn’t matter Mark, I don’t want his money. I’m doing alright as it is but thank you for asking.’

Which brought him to the subject as to what she did for a living if she could afford a house like this. Reticently, she told him that all of it was down to Gloria, she was a photographer and also did some video work, weddings, birthdays, and some commercial adverts. It must pay well he thought to himself, but before they could continue, the two other women returned.

Donna decided she was going straight up to her room while Gloria hung around for a while longer and chatted before she too went up and left them alone again. They had continued to consume glasses of wine and he was beginning to feel a little light-headed when Jill asked.

‘Why did you bring Donna?’

There was no way he could answer truthfully as he attempted to skirt around the question, but Jill was a lot cleverer than he remembered and soon guessed the reason why.

‘Do you fancy her?’ she asked, watching as her brother squirmed and turned red, laughing again at his poor attempt to deny it.

‘Why don’t you tell her?’ she continued, ‘She’s attractive, very pleasing on the eye and the age difference is not a lot different than it was between mum and dad.’

‘I can’t Jill, for the last eight years she has been like a mother to me. If I come out and tell her something like that, she will probably run a mile.’ Jill noted that he looked kind of sad, as he explained it to her.

She stood, ‘Well, I’m going to bed, are you staying up a little longer.’

Mark shook his head; it had been a long day and what he needed now was a good night’s sleep.

In his room, he began to undress when a knock came on his door, he opened it, but there was no one there, the knock coming again from behind him now. It was only then, that he realised that there was a door separating his room from the one next door and which he had he had failed to notice, that was where the knocking came from. Opening the adjoining door, he found Donna stood on the other side, already dressed in a nightgown and robe as she looked shyly up at him.

‘I just wanted to make sure you were ok,’ she said as she stood there hesitantly, her eyes trying not to stare at his bare chest and also attempting to keep her breathing under control.

‘I’m fine thanks,’ Mark said, stepping in closer and kissing the top of her head, ‘Goodnight.’

He’d had to retreat, stood close to her like that and feeling the heat of her body, the smell of her perfume, something down below had started to happen, and he needed to turn away before she noticed and screamed blue murder.

As relationships were rekindled and Mark and Jill got to know each other again, everyone began to relax. There was not a lot to do at what must once have been a farm and so contented themselves with going out for walks. Even Jill and Donna seemed to be getting along which made him happy and would sometimes disappear on their own, leaving him wondering what they chatted about.

It was on one such walk that Jill cornered the other woman. ‘Why are you still living at the house now my father has gone?’ she asked.

Donna was a strong character and was not going to be bullied by this young woman. ‘Well, someone needed to look after Mark after you did a flit,’ she replied, Jill, feeling the low blow.

‘I’m sure he doesn’t need someone looking after him now or are you just after the money?’ Jill said, her expression stony-faced.

Donna stood her ground, ‘I do not need the money, your father took care of that. I just think Mark still needs someone around.’ She leant forward as if to give added traction to her words.

Jill smiled and relaxed, she knew now that the woman was still in her old home for other reasons.

‘How long have you fancied him?’ From the sudden change in expressions, Jill knew she had hit the nail on the head.

‘You know he fancy’s you, Donna, and I think you feel the same. So why don’t you tell him?’ It was the first time that Jill had used the other woman’s name since she had arrived, she did not dislike her, in fact in the short time that she had got to know her she had taken a liking to the slightly older woman.

‘I can’t, I’m too old for him,’ Donna replied sadly, she’d had feelings for their father and look at the trouble that had caused.

Over the week that they had been there, Gloria would disappear frequently, sometimes with his sister and from time to time with other people he noticed visiting the property, none of them ever coming into the house. Without exception, they always headed for the large brick barn and dilapidated out-buildings to the left of the main house and where originally the farmyard must have been.

He had been out for a walk alone and his return route brought him to the rear of the out-buildings, his natural curiosity sending him for a look around. There were certain things he just automatically noticed, like the fact, that for old buildings, the roofs were in remarkably good condition and that all the doors on the rear were strong, well fitted, and locked! Working his way around to the front, he finally found an open door giving him access to the large building.

The insides took him completely by surprise; while the outside seemed unloved, someone had spent money on the interior.

The large floor space was divided into units, the same as you may expect to see on a film set. Each unit had a door that connected it to the next one so that from the first, the kitchen, you passed into a lounge, then a bedroom and then a bathroom. The other thing that caught his attention was what appeared to be a small railway track that ran the length of the barn against the wall and opposite all the units.

The stillness was interrupted as a door opened at the other end of the building and Gloria entered. ‘Hi Mark, having a look around?’

‘Are you building a house in a barn?’ he asked, puzzling over the setup.

She laughed. ‘It’s what we use when we sometimes film adverts or do photoshoots, we can choose any set and alter it as needs be, the camera runs on a dolly along the tracks so we can move about and change the views.’

It made sense to him now that she had explained it as he continued to wander around with her, ‘What I don’t get is how much money you have spent on the insides, yet outside looks derelict,’ he said to her questioningly.

Gloria smiled again, ‘Let me ask you this. From the outside, did it look like there was anything worth pinching?’ She pointed out that there was lots of expensive equipment locked away and Mark could understand her logic.

As the end of the second week drew nearer, Mark was again out alone as he stretched his legs, looking up at the starry sky. It had been a hot day and the night was balmy, unable to settle he had put on shorts and a t-shirt before quietly letting himself out of the cottage and walking across several fields. The silence was broken only by the call of owls and other predators, the darkness hiding their searches for prey as he walked a couple of miles. As he retraced his steps and approached the completely darkened house and buildings, his eyes picked up on the faint light coming from under one of the doors. Wondering if someone had broken in, he eased the door open and slipped inside. He could hear sounds of life coming from another room as he made his way to the partly open door.

Looking through the slight crack he could see Gloria sitting at what he presumed must be some kind of editing desk, her back to him as she stared at the large screen on the wall in front of her, watching intently at whatever was taking place. Mark was exceptionally curious now because the sounds he could hear were not what you would expect for a tv advert, they sounded more like the noises you would expect to hear when people were having sex.

He couldn’t quite see the screen as cautiously he eased the door open a little more, using the sudden increase in volume to mask the movement of it and then standing still in shock as he watched what was taking place on the screen in front of his eyes.

His sister Jill was naked and was bound upright to a giant ‘X’ type cross, her wrists held by straps to the upper part and her ankles bound to the lower parts. He did not recognise the young blond woman who was also naked except for black leather boots and a strap-on dildo but watched fascinated as blondie took a riding crop and used it to flick and slap his sister’s breasts, Jill becoming aroused as she was beaten.

The crop slapped between her legs, connecting with her cunt, and making her jump, Mark able to distinguish her groan of pleasure. By the time blondie slid the dildo up his sister’s cunt his cock was unmistakably hard and throbbing.

Gloria was immersed in what she was doing and did not notice at first that she was being watched until something made her look over her shoulder. Mark was staring at her, and she suddenly had a sinking feeling in her stomach.

‘Shit!’ She was always supposed to lock the door when she was in here, but because it was the early hours of the morning, she had presumed everyone was in bed asleep and had forgotten.

‘I can explain Mark, honestly, I can.’

Immediately, she had killed the screen as he hung his head for a second and Gloria heard him chuckling before he raised his head and looked at her, ‘Go ahead,’ he laughed, ‘This is going to be the best story ever.’

‘Please Mark, can we talk about this in the house, it’s late and Jill will be wondering where I am?’ Gloria begged him, relieved when he agreed.

What she didn’t mention as they walked across to the house was that she had caught sight of his raging erection, noticing it when she turned. He had enjoyed what he had watched, even becoming aroused at the sight of his sister being fucked.

Indoors she quickly disappeared upstairs and returned minutes later with his sister who seemed to be visibly shaken. Jill sat on the couch as Mark took a chair opposite her, his sister telling Gloria she could go up to bed. He was not judgemental and there was no malice or disgust as he asked his sister with surprise both on his face and in his voice, ‘You’re a porn actress?’

Jill supposed there were a lot of worse terms he could have used as she explained,

‘No, I’m a businesswoman, it’s just that I make money having sex.’

Mark cocked his head and chuckled, ‘Yeah, I saw that.’

‘Does it pay well?’ he asked, it was something he had never thought about, he knew it was a huge industry nowadays but always presumed that those on the periphery only made a living. Now it was Jill’s turn to laugh,

‘Gloria takes care of the filming side and I take care of the distribution side,’ she started. ‘We have a website, membership is five pounds every month, for that you get members-only photoshoots and reductions on the film clips.’

A fiver a month did not sound a great amount Mark was thinking, ‘How many members?’ he asked, slightly astonished when Jill told him that there were at least a couple of thousand members and growing. ‘On top of this we sell film clips,’ Jill continued, ‘We try and release four every month. ‘Each one lasts between ten and fifteen minutes and will cost you between ten and fifteen pounds. We easily sell about five hundred clips per month.’

He did the maths quickly in his head and gave a low whistle, ‘Bloody hell Sis, that’s not a bad turnover.’

Jill explained there was overheads and actors and actresses to pay when they used other people, but overall, she was happy at this point as the business grew. ‘Do you appear in all of them?’ he asked, wondering if she was at it night and day.

Jill shook her head, ‘No, normally only once a month, you’ve got to keep your punters wanting more. ‘I do some and so does Gloria and then we bring in other people, depending on what viewers are asking for. You can request a particular storyline, but that will cost you more.’ She seemed proud of her occupation and the money she was making, ‘There’s not many people can boast they earn over two grand for a fifteen-minute fuck,’ she said with a hearty laugh.

Mark sat back and looked at his sister, he was not so much shocked as astonished and if truth be told, proud of Jill, alright it perhaps was not a profession you went and bragged about, but nonetheless, she certainly seemed to have her head screwed on. Jill stood and went and poured them both a scotch, returning and handing a glass to him.

‘I take it you liked what you saw?’ she asked with a twinkle in her eye, ‘Gloria told me she was extremely impressed with your bulge.’ And just to clarify what she meant, she nodded towards his groin. ‘She said you were a little excited watching me perform.’

Mark became embarrassed straight away, there had been no denying that watching Jill naked and getting fucked, had aroused something in him, though he was not going to admit to it in front of her.

‘Did you find it arousing?’ Jill was teasing him, and he noticed the sly smile play across her lips, determined that she would not get the better of him.

‘You have a genuinely nice body,’ he told her, ‘What’s the term they use, very fuckable?’ Two can play at this game he was thinking, a warm feeling growing inside as he realised this was what it was like when they were both kid’s, trying to get the better of each other.

Only this time, it was Jill who won when she asked, ‘Perhaps you might consider performing in one of my clips then?’

He watched as she rolled around on the couch laughing her head off, ‘Oh, the look on your face, I didn’t mean with me! But how about with the delectable Donna? You both want each other. It only takes one of you to make the first move.’ Jill finally finished, howling with laughter.

Back in his room, he was about to get naked when there came a quiet tapping at the adjoining door. He opened it and invited Donna into his room, noticing that there was no robe this time and that her short negligée was semi-transparent.

‘Is everything….’ She never managed to finish, suddenly finding his lips pressed against hers, his throbbing erection pushing against her belly as her mouth responded to his and he felt her tongue exploring his lips.

As Mark lifted her and carried her to the bed before finishing undressing, what neither of them could know was that they were being watched. Together in their bedroom across the other side of the house, Gloria’s eyes lit up as Mark dropped his pants, ‘Oh my god, I wouldn’t be calling him your little brother,’ she giggled, her eyes glued to his appendage.

The spare rooms had been wired with camera’s, including audio, and together, as they lounged in their large bed, they watched as Mark and Donna got it on. Jill had been reticent about watching but Gloria’s enthusiasm had won the day and now she was surprised at herself as she felt a familiar warm glow between her legs.

Mark had removed Donna’s nightdress and as he knelt between her open thighs, he gazed at her naked body and marvelled at its beauty. The fact that his father had been there before him never entering his head as he rubbed his erection against her labia.

Gloria was nuzzling Jill’s breasts, her mouth and tongue bringing her nipples alive and erect. Jill purred with pleasure, her eyes fluttering open and closed as her partner bit down on her nipples, not enough to cause real pain, but Jill like it rough. Despite the finger in her cunt which was increasing the flow of her juices, Jill could not stop herself from watching her brother, his cock now buried deeply in Donna’s flue as he fucked her.

Donna moaned loudly as his shaft made her cunt expand each time he forced it into her, his mouth teasing her breasts and nipples as she cradled his head, pulling it against her chest. She had waited so long for this to happen, never thinking that it would. She had watched Mark turn from a child into a teenager and then a handsome young man, until one day as he returned from work in vest and shorts, she suddenly realised that what she wanted to do with him was not considered a mothers duty.

Jill’s hand was between Gloria’s legs as she stroked and played with her friend, knowing that she was getting aroused and that by the way Gloria was moaning and panting, she too was excited. She pulled the young woman between her thighs and fumbling, grasped the rock-hard shaft, and pulled it against her sodden cunt. Gloria had been born ‘Glen’, but from an early age, knew she was in the wrong body. Hormone treatment and surgery had given her a woman’s body except for one final feature, she still had a cock. She meant to have the operation one day, but presently it was put to good use earning money and anyway, Jill never complained, especially as like now, it was fucking her cunt.

Perhaps it was more luck than perfect timing that both couples orgasmed together, Jill’s bedroom full of their vocal pleasures as well as those of her brother and stepmother. Afterwards, as they lay together, the screen now blank, Gloria was the first to raise the subject as she spoke quietly with Jill.

‘You know we need to recruit Mark and Donna. Your brother especially would go down a storm. Do you think that he might be interested in someone like me?’ She asked.

Jill could only shrug her shoulders; she did not have a clue what her brothers’ preferences may be. The dominant thought in her head presently was that she had the same desire as Gloria, to get Mark into bed.

Unfortunately, the two weeks came to an end, the drive home seeming to take less time than the journey down as Mark and Donna covered miles of motorway, their relationship now changed after what had taken place previously.

‘No regrets?’ he asked as they sped along, her hand resting on his thigh and moving higher occasionally as she teased him.

‘I’ll give you my answer when we get home…… If you can wait that long?’ she laughed mischievously.

The phone was ringing as they got in, Mark answering it as he dropped one of the cases at the bottom of the stairs, ‘Hi, it’s Mark.’ The excited voice on the other end of the phone told him who it was straight away.

‘Christmas, it’s always quiet around Christmas, that’s when dad always used to say not much happened. ‘Please, come down for Christmas.’

Jill’s excitement was contagious, and he found himself grinning as she pleaded with him.

‘I’ll see what I can do Jill, remember, I’ve got a company to run now,’ he told her. Christmas was still five months away and he had an awful lot to learn quickly.

Donna was unpacking the cases when he went upstairs and told her about Jills invite.

‘Does that include me?’ she asked.

‘What do you think?’ he said as he came around the bed and cornered her, ‘Now what did I ask on the way home, something about regret,’ he said, moving the suitcase from the bed and picking her up before depositing her in its centre.

Lying next to her, he kissed her sweetly. Donna’s mouth soon greedy for more as their lips ground together and their tongues explored each other’s lips and mouth. One by one he unfastened the buttons of her blouse, mildly surprised when he found her breasts unfettered,

‘It’s a good job you didn’t tell me this on the way back. We would have had to make a pit stop,’ he laughed as he cupped each orb and massaged them, his finger and thumb bringing each nipple erect as he twisted and applied pressure. Donna’s temperature was rising, her hand greedily rubbing at his groin as he aroused her and then his hand was on her thigh as he moved upwards, under the hem of her skirt and onwards towards her belly and her shaven mound. Marks mouth breaking from her breasts as he reached her cunt and realised that she had no panties on,

‘Have you been knicker-less all the way home?’ he asked, receiving an evil looking smile in response.

‘Perhaps if you had explored, you may have found out,’

Donna giggled, but it quickly turned into a groan of pleasure as Mark’s finger ran along the lips of her cunt. She was hot and wet, his finger coming away covered in her juices as he opened her labia and teased her moist interior. Opening her legs wider to give him greater access, she asked him, her voice husky and dripping with desire,

‘Slide your finger in me, Mark, feel how wet I am for you. Oh god yeesss, that feels so good,’ she managed, as his finger penetrated her cunt right up to his knuckle and teased her moist passage.

Hurriedly they both undressed as Mark went back to kissing her breasts, slowly working his way down to her stomach and then across her mound. She had a gorgeous body even if she were over ten years older than he was, he had been out with girls in the past whom she would put to shame. As he slid between her legs, he caught the scent of her sex mixed with talc, a heady mixture as his mouth and lips inched closer to her cunt and his tongue ran the length of her slit. Her hips rose as she pushed her pussy against his mouth, growling with pleasure as his tongue then slid inside her.

Donna knew she was close to her climax as she tried to wriggle away from his probing tongue, but he was stronger than her and held her hips firmly as he continued to send sensations rippling through her. When he turned his attention to her clitoris, licking and sucking at the tiny bud, she knew she had lost as she surrendered herself to the overwhelming orgasm that wracked her body. She could hear herself crying and pleading with him to do sordid things to her as she thrashed about until she could take no more and pleaded with him that she was too sensitive.

Mark was a very considerate lover Donna had decided, he gave her time to recover as he held her and slowly teased her breasts and ran his hands up and down her soft smooth skin. Refreshed, she pushed him onto his back as she straddled his hips, rubbing her wet cunt along his erect throbbing shaft as it was now her turn to tease him. As she slid over the engorged head of his cock his eyes fluttered,

‘So near and yet so far,’ he thought, wanting to be inside her but left the decision to Donna, prepared to wait until she was ready. His hands went up to her breasts as he played with her nipples, smiling as her eyes closed each time her twisted and applied pressure to the elongated buds. Her arousal was mounting as she raised herself slightly and fumbling between her legs, grasped his shaft, raising it to the entrance of her love tunnel and then eased herself down on it, grunting with appreciation as he filled her cunt.

Rocking backwards and forwards, she could feel his cock twitching inside her as she slowly increased her impetus. Mark’s hands ran up her thighs and over her hips to her waist as he stroked her belly and mound, occasionally a finger would disappear between the cleft and flick at her clit as he increased her arousal. Supporting herself on outstretched arms, Donna was panting as she rapidly raised and lowered herself onto his penetrating shaft. Her blonde hair hung down over Mark’s face as he pulled her head further down and kissed her before gripping her buttocks and holding her aloft, raising his hips as he started to fuck her. With his cock being rammed into her twat with such urgency, Donna lost all control as she demanded,

‘Fuck me, Mark! Fuck my cunt…… go on, shag me hard, shove it up me…… fuck yeah, that’s it, oh god, oh Mark. Shit yeesss!’

His hips became a blur as his cock was rammed into her hot, wet, ripe cunt, slopping noises sounding each time their groins slammed together and then with her eyes screwed shut and her head thrown back, Donna orgasmed.

Juices flooded from her cunt as she shook, the feelings intensifying as she heard him call her name and felt his semen burst inside her passage, ‘I love you, Mark, I love you so much,’ Donna silently said to herself.

The rest of the year disappeared in a flash, Mark’s days busy as he worked and adjusted to running a company. Uncle Ben had taught him lots and also told him much the same as his sister Jill, ‘December and January are always noticeably quiet, and the weather is always against us. Why don’t you take a month off and go and get to know that sister of yours again?’

Mark had phoned Jill, relieved that he was on the other end of a phone as he held the receiver away from his ear, still able to hear the screams and cries of excitement at his news.

They set off down on the twentieth of December, the car packed with suitcases and presents and the journey not seeming to be as daunting as it had on that first occasion. They took it in turns to drive, the atmosphere in the car distinctly romantic as their relationship had blossomed over the last five months. Mark had taken a bit of ribbing at work when the news broke that he was ostensibly in a relationship with his stepmother, but he took it all on the shoulder, the men all happy that his prospects were looking up after his parent’s deaths.

Pulling up outside the property was nearly a replica of the first time as the door was flung open and Jill emerged at a dash as she hugged him and kissed his cheek before turning and doing the same to Donna, ‘He seems to be incredibly happy,’ she whispered in the woman’s ear, ‘Everything going well?’ Donna nodded imperceptibly and gave Jill a wink, ‘Perfect,’ Donna mouthed.

That evening saw a few flakes of snow beginning to fall, by morning there was a thin white coating covering the fields all around. Mark was up early, he had never been one for lying in, even if his bed was presently occupied by a delectable creature. Jill was already up when he got downstairs,

‘Fancy a walk after breakfast?’ she asked, placing a plate of eggs and bacon in front of him before taking a tray upstairs for Donna.

Breakfast finished, they went out just as a new flurry of snow started to fall, both of them grateful for the hats, gloves, and winter coats. As they crossed the first field chatting, Jill eventually got around to the question she wanted to ask, ‘Have you given any thought to my proposal?’

Mark stopped in his tracks and turned towards his sister, ‘You’re pulling my leg again, aren’t you? he asked, her question taking him by surprise once more.

Jill stared at the ground; did she dare tell him what she had dreamt about for the last five months. She had tried to put it out of her head, but it kept returning and not only that; she was thinking of the money it would make, punters would love a brother, sister story.

‘Honestly, Jill, I don’t know what Donna would say. ‘She’s pretty open about sex and has very few qualms, but I don’t know if she would want someone filming us.’

Jill nodded her head, still not having looked him in the face,

‘If Donna does not want to do it, what……well…… err…… what about me and you?’ She had finally got the words out and could feel her face burning as she waited for her brother to explode.

Instead, Mark gently took her hand and with his other, raised her chin so that she was looking at him.

‘Do you realise what you are suggesting Jill? As much as I found it exciting watching you, and by the way, you do have a great body. Do you really think that would be a good idea?’

What could Jill tell him, that she had seen him naked and performing? That was the quickest way to get a negative answer she imagined. Such was the sudden intensity of her feelings, that she just blurted it out.

‘Look, Mark, forget the filming, I’m asking you if you would sleep with me. I can’t tell you why I want to, perhaps it’s because we have been apart for so long. I just know I want to be in your arms and feel you inside me.’

Mark was gob-smacked and could see that his sister was struggling as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, ‘Anyway, what about Gloria?’ He said, trying to change the subject while puzzling over her request.

Jill chuckled cynically, ‘Mark, we make porn films! Have you not worked it out, she films me getting fucked and I film her getting fucked?’

The last was said with a particular sardonic laugh. She could see that her brother was clueless as she continued, ‘I’m bisexual, I like men and women. That is why Gloria and I hit it off so well.’

She could tell by his face that he still had not twigged, ‘Gloria is transsexual, a shemale, the top half is female, the bottom half male,’ she concluded, watching as his eyes went wide.

‘Holy shit!’ were the only words he could utter; such was his surprise. He’d had no idea, literally presuming that Gloria was female and an incredibly attractive one at that. He knew that if she had not been his sister’s partner and if he and Donna had not begun a relationship, he may have made a play for her. He chuckled to himself, ‘Well that would have come as a surprise!’ Unaware that the words had been spoken out loud and getting a quizzical look from Jill who laughed heartily when he explained.

‘I’m sorry Jill, but that’s not my thing. While the top half may interest me, the bottom half definitely wouldn’t,’ he told her as she nodded her understanding and he went to kiss her cheek, only she turned her face at the last moment so that it was her lips that met his.

For those split seconds he looked into her open eyes before she closed them and kissed him. Mark found himself melting despite the freezing conditions as he could not help himself from kissing her back, their lips and mouths working together as they held each other tightly.

When finally, they broke apart there was silence except for the sound of the wind and the white flakes that were now coming down heavily, ‘That was unexpected. Even though it was very enjoyable, I still need to think about it, Jill. It’s a big decision.’

She nodded her agreement as they turned for home, large snowflakes now falling and making visibility poor. Despite the inclement weather, Jill had a warm glow inside her, he had not said ‘no,’ was what she kept telling herself, ‘he hadn’t said no.’

Despite them all being adults, it did not stop them from going out and having snowball fights, building a snowman and even Gloria rooting out an old sleigh. They would come indoors frozen, and all sit in front of the blazing log fire while they sipped at glasses of hot toddy. Jill had not mentioned the episode again, though from time to time he noticed her gazing at him.

The evening before Christmas eve, Mark decided that Donna had a right to know about his sister’s occupation, though he was not about to mention that he had kissed her or that she wanted to go to bed with him. ‘Do you know what Jill and Gloria do for a living?’ he asked.

‘Weddings, photo-shoots, tv work and…… and on the side, they make adult movies. Or perhaps it’s the other way around,’ she giggled before laughing out loud at the startled look on Mark’s face.

He looked like a fish out of the water with his mouth opening and closing without anything coming out of it as Donna continued.

‘I’m not averse to a little bit of porn, especially when I was not getting any,’ she laughed. ‘I came across a clip one time, I couldn’t be sure, but it looked like Jill. You have to remember she’s older now. She was performing with Gloria, so again, yes, I know what Gloria is. When we came down the first time, I recognised them both instantly.’

‘Why didn’t you say something?’ Mark asked her, suddenly finding his voice.

‘Because it wasn’t my place,’ Donna told him, ‘if she wanted you to know, she would tell you in her own good time. She and Gloria seemed happy together, so I wasn’t going to spoil that,’

She raised her hand, cupping his face. ‘Anyway, I love you, Mark, and I wasn’t going to do anything that may spoil that.’

He kissed her softly, loving the taste of her lips, ‘I love you too, mum!’ he said, receiving a playful slap in response and knowing it was their private joke.

Shyly he told her more, ‘Jill asked if we would like to make a film for them?’

He wondered why Donna was smirking when she asked, ‘Do you mean, me and you, or.’ She paused with the question only half asked.

‘Of course, she means me and you,’ he replied, ‘Who else would she mean, and what are you smirking at?’

‘You men can be so thick at times, I’m a woman, I notice things in other women’s faces. I see the way Jill looks at you. That is not sisterly affection I see, she is lusting after you, she wants you, have you not realised yet?’ Donna asked.

Mark had a lot to think about and needed a distraction as the couple made love, still unaware that in another room they were being watched. Jill had not wanted to, she felt jealous of Donna receiving her brother’s attention, but Gloria watched avidly becoming highly aroused as Mark’s erect shaft came into view. If nothing else, Jill got a good fucking that night, Gloria’s cock refusing to go flaccid again until she had shagged her several times.

Christmas eve saw Mark and Gloria both busy in the kitchen. Outside, the sun was out, reflecting brightly on the thick covering of pristine white snow.

Donna took her opportunity as she cornered Jill, ‘Let’s take a short walk,’ she said, it was not a request, it was an instruction, both women getting rugged up before venturing outside. They walked a short distance before Donna got straight to the point, ‘Mark told me you would like to film us having sex?’

Jill looked alarmed; she knew that her brother must eventually discuss it with Donna, but she had not expected the older woman to be the one to broach the subject.

‘I think Mark may be reticent, but I can think of way’s around that.’ Donna said as they stopped. Jill was surprised, if anything, she expected Donna to be the one who would take some persuading, all ears now as she wondered what her stepmother was suggesting.

‘I have a plan if you trust me, a way of getting him to fuck you.’

Jill’s mouth dropped open, her face displaying a state of shock, had she heard correctly, had Mark told Donna about her request?

It was as though Donna could read her mind, ‘He hasn’t said anything about you, he didn’t have to, it’s been written all over your face since we arrived. ‘You want to sleep with him, but he’s dithering. All you have to do is trust me.’

‘But…. but…. but’ was all Jill could stammer.

‘If you had got to know me, Jill, I may have surprised you, anyway, it’s not as though he is cheating on me, you are his sister, and it also means I get to have a go at Gloria?’

Jill looked astounded, ‘Did Mark tell you?’ she asked.

Donna shook her head. ‘I came across one of your films a while back, you and Gloria. It looked like so much fun! Call it another Christmas present,’ she finished with a mischievous grin.

Jill could not help herself as she flung her arms around her stepmother, ‘Thank you,’ she said, close to tears as the two women hugged.

Christmas day was excellent, everyone was excited with the presents they received. Both Mark and Gloria were congratulated on the meal after which they played silly games and drank far too much. Late afternoon, Donna intimated that Jill should take Mark out for a short walk while she spoke with Gloria and made plans, ‘Give me an hour or so,’ she whispered.

Once the house was clear, Donna switched off the tv as she told Gloria of her proposal and how she wanted to put Mark in a position where he would not object to sleeping with his sister. Gloria was all for it, already making plans in her head when Donna interrupted her thoughts,

‘They won’t be back for at least forty minutes yet,’ she said as she slipped from the couch, kneeling in front of the younger woman as she opened her legs and displayed the tiny white panties beneath the short skirt.

Gloria looked flustered and about to say something, but Donna beat her to it. ‘I know what’s in here,’ she said as her hand went to the discernible bulge and started to massage it slowly, feeling it start to expand beneath her palm until its plump purple head popped out above the top of the restraining panties.

She ran a finger over it, feeling the smooth polished surface before pulling at the front of Gloria’s panties and releasing her shaft completely.

‘Fucking hell Gloria!’ Donna knew that she was well endowed from the film clip, but in the flesh, it was even more impressive, there must be a good eight or nine-inch of cock in front of her face.

Grasping the shaft beneath its plump helmet, she slid her hand downwards, pulling the skin-tight as her head went forward, her mouth opening as her lips enveloped the solid throbbing meat.

With one hand wanking the shaft, her other hand went beneath the woman’s top, thrilled to find that her breasts were unfettered as she massaged them, her fingers tweaking the nipples and bringing them erect.

Gloria was taken by surprise but was not going to argue as she face-fucked Donna, her hips rising from the couch as she plunged her shaft into the woman’s mouth as her arousal escalated. Rising from the floor, Donna removed her panties before returning to the couch and pulling her skirt up to her waist as she opened her legs wide.

‘Fuck me. I want you to fuck my arse,’ she pleaded, watching as Gloria got to her knees and supporting Donna’s legs began licking her cunt and ring piece. The sensation was exquisite, it was something that few people wanted to do, and Donna was enjoying every second of it as her hand went between her legs, rubbing at her cunt and clitoris. With bated breath she watched Gloria position herself, feeling her shaft pushing against her rectum and then gasping as the solid length of meat slid inside her arse.

Gloria fucked her hard and fast, one eye on the clock and wanting to be finished before the others returned as her shaft sodomised the older woman. She was fascinated as Donna fingered herself, growing ever closer to her climax, her features contorted as she begged Gloria,

‘Come in my arse, shoot you spunk up my shitter.’ And then she was shaking and thrashing about as she climaxed, her juices wetting Gloria’s cock and balls as her shaft jerked and loosed several spurts of hot cream up Donna’s anal passage.

Cleaned up and with their clothes back in place, they heard the door opening as the other’s returned, ‘Play your card’s right, and there’s more to come later tonight,’ Donna whispered as the other’s entered the lounge.

As the evening came to an end, Donna managed to get Jill alone, ‘There’s one last present for you, I left it in the room next to mine and Mark’s,’ she told the other woman. ‘Go and have a look.’

Jill went upstairs to the spare room, looking around it, but she couldn’t spot anything when the door clicked shut behind her and she heard a key turn in the lock.

‘Who’s there? ‘What’s going on?’ she called out, trying the door handle. But no one replied, there was only silence. Several minutes passed as she wondered if this was some kind of joke, she tried the door to the adjoining room, but this was also locked, and she was about to shout when she heard a noise next door.

Knocking on the door between the two rooms, she heard the key turn in the lock, waiting as the door opened and finding her brother stood there. He looked at her quizzically, ‘Gloria said there was a special present up here for me.’

They heard the key turn in the lock of the second room and then Donna’s voice,

‘You could sit and talk all night, or as there are two beds, you could go to sleep. Or you could do what you both want to happen; I’ll leave it up to you two to decide.’ The sound of Donna’s and Gloria’s laughter diminishing as they moved away.

Mark sat on the edge of the bed as his sister came and joined him, ‘Ever get the feeling we have been set up?’ she asked, ‘It’s up to you, I’m happy to take the other bed and……’

She never got a chance to finish as Mark kissed her, pulling her down as their mouths locked together and his hand went to her breasts, exploring their shape and feel through the material of her jumper.

‘Oh god, yes!’ She had waited for this moment she thought, as she took his hand and pushed it beneath her top, shivering as his hand touched her bare flesh.

He pushed her bra upwards, freeing her tit’s as he fondled and caressed them, all the while teasing her nipples. Facing each other, she could feel his erection pushing against her belly as she forced her hand between them and ran it up and down his length.

Bit by bit they undressed, until naked, they slipped beneath the covers. He kissed her mouth, her eyes, her chin, working his way down her neck and to her chest before raining kisses over her breasts, Jill moaning with pleasure and delight as he took her nipples into his mouth, his tongue tracing circles around her areola and nipping her erect nipples between his teeth. She ran her hand over his chest, revelling at the smoothness of his skin and the firmness of his muscles beneath. Her fingertips made contact with the engorged head of his cock as she encircled it with her fingers, running them around the smooth skin of his helmet as Mark murmured his pleasure.

Moving his shaft out of her range, his kisses passed over her ribcage and across her belly as he slid down the bed. Jill knew where he was heading, her legs and thighs open wide and ready for his arrival. She felt his hot breath on her cunt as he picked up the scent of her musk, his face inches from her meaty labia. Mark stretched them wide as he stared at her pink moist interior and then his tongue shot out as he licked the sensitive flesh and heard her aroused cry, especially when the tip of his tongue flicked across her clit.

Although Jill had spent months dreaming of this moment, now that it was happening, she kept having to pinch herself. Her hips gyrated as she pushed her twat against his mouth, his tongue like a small cock as it constantly penetrated her. She was reaching her point of no return as his hands slid up her body and cupped her breasts, apply pressure at their base he made them protrude upwards as he flicked at her nipples. She was still coping, suppressing that final surge, that was until his hands went back to her fanny and she felt a finger being inserted into her cunt and a thumb into her rectum.

Jill lost it completely as waves of pleasure rolled through her body and overwhelmed her brain’s pleasure centre. She arched her back, her hands clawing at the covers as her hips bucked and she screamed her release. She was still panting, her chest rising and falling rapidly when she felt something push against her quim, and then the air seemed to be expelled from her lungs as his throbbing shaft forced its way inside her, her cunt expanding to accept this length of meat ploughing her passage.

Her eyes flew open as she stared wide-eyed at her brother, ‘Mark? ‘Oh my god, Mark! Oh fuck, yes, yes, oh god fuck me,’ Jill screeched as his shaft started to ease in and out of her. He had a wicked look on his face as he fucked her slowly, withdrawing occasionally as he rubbed his manhood against her pussy and her clit before when she least expected it, plunging back inside her once more. Her juices were in full flow; she could feel them running down the crack of her arse and the dampness of the covers beneath her bottom.

Looking up at him, her eyes kept trying to close as her arousal mounted and yet he still did not seem to be breathing heavily as his cock began fucking her faster. She was finding it hard to control her speech, pleading with him, ‘Please Mark, please…… oh fuck. Please…… I want you to…… Oh god, I’m cumming!’ The waves of pleasure washed over her once more as his cock continued to pound her cunt, their groins slamming together and his sack slapping against her arse with each thrust as Jill began to float.

He was lying next to her and holding her protectively when she opened her eyes, ‘Bloody hell, you’re going to start making me feel jealous of Donna at this rate.’

‘That will never do,’ he said as he turned on his side to face her, his hand now fondling her breasts as he gazed up and down her erotically shaped figure. Turning her to face him, he raised his hips and slid her lower leg beneath his waist, Jill slinging her other leg over his upper hip and feeling his cock brushing against her cunt as he moved slightly. Continuing to fondle and caress her breasts he kissed her softly, her passion increasing as she felt him move slightly and then his erection was filling her once more.

His slow lazy thrusts as he played with her nipples aroused her and she found it sensationally erotic as they fucked in this position, it was as though the intimacy added to their arousal.

Jill was determined that this time they would climax together as she whispered into his ear all the things, she wanted him to do to her, some sordid and crude, some probably impossible to accomplish, but nevertheless, it had the desired effect as he shagged her faster and faster. Her eyes were open wide as she stared at him, her mouth hanging open as his shaft continued to pound her cunt. She had aroused herself as much as she had aroused her brother and was reaching her plateau, her orgasm all-consuming, especially when she heard him call her name and felt his shaft fill her cunt with his hot cream, the initial spurt hitting the back of her quim like a sledgehammer. Jill hugged him tight as he continued to fuck her, prolonging her climax until he was spent; ‘I love you, Mark, I love you, I love you, I love you!’

In the other room, Gloria hadn’t disappointed, fucking Donna several times as she revelled in the excitement of playing with another woman’s tits at the same time that a cock was filling her cunt, definitely something to experience again she was thinking as she drifted off. Gloria waited until she was sound asleep before slipping on a pair of headphones and switching on the screen opposite. She was excited as she watched Jill and Mark performing; the camera’s having previously been set to record; her lust for Marks cock nearly reaching a fever pitch as she watched. She was already planning how she could edit the footage, all it needed was another performance with close up work.

She nearly missed it at the end, the words spoken so quietly that the microphones had only just caught them. She had butterflies in her stomach as she rewound and played them again and heard her partner expressing her love for her brother, ‘I’m going to have to watch that,’ Gloria thought, ‘That could become a problem.’

When Mark and Jill awoke the next morning the bedroom doors had been unlocked, Jill kissing him before heading in the direction of her bedroom. Mark was just stretching in the bed when Donna entered and flopped onto the bed next to him. He felt awkward lying next to one woman who knew he had been fucking another woman last night. She saw the look on his face and smiled, ‘It’s ok you know. I don’t mind. ‘It doesn’t feel like you cheated on me and anyway, it’s not as though I wasn’t getting fucked as well, Gloria is certainly different,’ she laughed.

Mark was not convinced and still felt awkward. ‘Listen, Mark, I honestly don’t mind you fucking Jill, or even Gloria if you want to try that, as long as you don’t mind me doing the same. I quite fancy your sister. But I do not want anyone else, and I would be hurt if I had to watch you doing that with another woman. I love you desperately, and so long as it’s just the four of us, then it’s just sex and fun,’ Donna concluded.

Mark turned serious for a moment, ‘You all seem to be plotting, trying to make things happen. But I’m sorry to tell you that nothing is ever going to happen between me and Gloria. I’ve tried telling Jill, but I think she assumes that I may come around to it. I won’t. It’s not for me, as much as her top half may interest me, her bottom half certainly doesn’t. I’m sorry if that puts a mocker on everyone’s plans, but no way will I be jumping into bed with Gloria.’

Boxing day was a re-run of Christmas day with everyone enjoying themselves and after dinner, Mark and Jill went for a short walk. More snow had fallen, and the temperature had plummeted, each footstep making a crisp crunching sound.

‘Thank you for last night,’ Jill said as she linked his arm. ‘Have you had any further thoughts on letting Gloria film us, I’m convinced it would be a big earner as well as being fun?’

Mark still was not sure, his main concern being Donna, despite what she had said this morning, he still remembered Jill’s words from last night and did not want the complications of two women being in love with him.

‘Listen, Mark, Donna is up for it, I’ve spoken to her. Her idea is that we do a threesome, you, me, and her, I know it sounds scary, it did for me at first. But surprisingly, once it is happening, you find that your arousal overcomes everything else, please say you’ll give it a try?’ Jill asked, trying not to sound like she was pleading. Mark continued to mull it over and promised to give her his answer tomorrow. They spent that night in the correct bedrooms with their respective partners and slept peacefully curled in each other’s arms.

The next day Jill could not help but feel a little impatient as she waited hopefully for her brother’s decision. He surprised her when mid-afternoon he asked to speak to Gloria alone without either of the two other women trying to influence him.

‘I take it that you know exactly what Jill is proposing?’ he began, ‘I want you to run me through exactly what happens.’ Gloria was delighted at his request, ‘Grab a coat and come with me,’ she said as they went out and headed for the large barn.

Once inside, Mark found it a lot warmer than he expected and soon dispensed with his coat as Gloria explained how everything worked.

‘We start with a brief storyline. With the setup as it is, we can start in the kitchen and move to the lounge or start in the lounge and move to the bedroom, it all looks flawless when edited together.

‘If you wanted something different, we have our…… ahem, special room.’ Gloria led Mark to one end of the barn and taking a key from her pocket, unlocked and opened another door and switched the lights on.

Mark was astounded, the room was kitted out like a dungeon, chains and stocks and other apparatus filling the space. It must have been filmed in here he thought, remembering the clip he had seen of his sister. Gloria walked over to a riding crop and handed it to Mark, ‘Slap your leg with it, hard!’

Mark did as she asked, but not too hard, surprised that he felt no sting at all. Gloria laughed, ‘It’s just a prop Mark, I could beat you around the head with it and you wouldn’t feel anything, the red marks afterwards are just make-up.’

Gloria showed him how all the restraints could be got out of quickly and easily if you needed to, ‘The punters believe it because they want to,’ she said leading him back into the main barn and the lounge unit. Normally we will set up three cameras, left, right and the one on the track. ‘I can control them all remotely to capture the action. Once everything gets a little steamy, then I will normally come in with a hand-held camera, this allows me to get the close-up shots.

‘It’s surprising how once you’re engrossed in fucking someone, you won’t even notice I’m here,’ she concluded with a laugh.

Gloria was rightly proud of the setup, but Mark had dragged her out here for a reason, there was something that he needed to get off his chest.

‘Look, Gloria, there is no easy way of saying this, and I have no intention of trying to hurt your feelings. As much as I may find your top half attractive, your bottom half does nothing for me. I’m sorry, I can’t help who I am, nor more than you can help who you are. I’m sure Jill loves you, and I’m happy about that, but if you are waiting for something to happen between me and you, then I’m afraid you will be waiting a long time.’

Gloria wiped away a tear, thanking him for at least being honest with her.

They returned to the house where Jill and Donna sat waiting expectantly,

‘Ok, I’ll give it a go,’ Mark told them, both women excited at his decision.

As it was now a Thursday, they planned it for the coming weekend with Mark getting more and more nervous as Saturday approached. At one point he saw Gloria and his sister having a conflab and wondered what they were discussing.

Jill pulled him to one side later as she told him, ‘We won’t do it until evening and we’ll have a few drinks beforehand, just to settle the nerves. All you have to do is fuck me like you did the other night and everything will be perfect.’ It was just that presently, Mark did not feel that.

On Saturday he was nervous all morning, hardly able to eat anything at lunchtime. Mid-afternoon they opened a couple of bottles of wine, and he found himself getting a little light-headed. As the time got closer and just before they moved across to the barn, Gloria pulled his to one side,

‘Here take this just before we start,’ she said giving him a little blue pill, ‘It will put lead in your pencil until your nerves go, don’t worry, even the pros have to use them sometimes.’

In the barn, Jill disappeared, leaving Gloria to explain what would happen next, ‘This is the storyline,’ she said as she explained the scenario. ‘There’s no script, just make it up as you go along, imagine this is happening for real and just use your imagination, oh and don’t forget, try and find positions where you can turn your hips slightly, punters want to see cocks and cunts,’ she added with a chuckle.

Mark was sat on the couch in the lounge when Gloria gave them a final countdown, ‘Couple of minutes, and then start whenever you want, make it real people,’ she said before disappearing.

The first part went as planned, a simple storyline of a drunken mother returning home and teasing her son who starts to respond in ways that she had not anticipated. He felt stilted at first but after a couple of re-starts got the hang of it and began to enjoy himself. His hands wandered to inappropriate places as she objected and refused his advances before slapping his face and Mark slinging her over his shoulder as he moved towards the door separating the lounge from the bedroom.

As he left the lounge and entered the bedroom unit, Jill was waiting for them,

‘That was great, everything ok? ‘Still feeling nervous?’

Mark realised that once he and Donna were reacting to each other his nerves had disappeared but at the prospect of getting naked the butterflies in his stomach had returned. He had taken the pill just before they started and expected an immediate reaction, but he was still waiting and hoped he could get it up when called on.

Gloria appeared with some bindings as Donna was tied to the bed still presently dressed although some of her clothing was in disarray. Jill took Mark to one side,

‘Make it look like you have just finished tying her up and then stand on the far side of the bed, that’s when I’ll come through the door a moment later. Just do the same as before, ok?’

The nerves had returned, and it took a couple of attempts before he started to feel a little bit more confident. As he had been told, he made it look as though he had finished tying his mother to the bed when Jill entered, a look of shock on her face,

‘What’s going on?’ She asked.

‘Mum’s up to her normal tricks. Comes home pissed and starts making advances towards me. It’s about time someone taught her a lesson.’ Mark told his sister, starting to get into the part as Donna struggled on the bed and swore at him.

Jill gave him a mischievous look, ‘Go on, I dare you. ‘I dare you to touch her, feel her tits!’

Now he had something to do, he relaxed as he sat on the bed and started unbuttoning her blouse, pulling it from her skirt and opening it wide before pushing her bra up and out of the way. Donna’s breast now free of their restraints stood proud from her chest, her nipples already erect and excited as he ran his fingers over them. She was trying to protest but he could see that she was excited.

‘Go on, suck her nipples,’ Jill said to him. Mark lowered his head as he took her nipple into his mouth, his tongue circling her areola before he sucked ferociously at the hardened bud. His peripheral vision caught Jill’s face as she joined them on the bed and started sucking at Donna’s other nipple, their mother’s protests starting to diminish. They passed comments between themselves as they played with Donna’s tits before Jill sat upright.

‘I dare you to fuck her,’ she said, ‘once we get her naked,’ this time finishing with a wicked sounding laugh as from the bedside drawer she produced a large pair of scissors.

Mark found it erotic and arousing as they cut the blouse to shreds and then chopped through Donna’s bra, leaving her top-half naked. He could see his stepmother’s chest rising and falling rapidly knowing that she was now well and truly aroused and that there was a large bulge in his pants that was throbbing continuously. As they cut through her skirt, leaving her lying there in a tiny pair of white panties, Mark wanted nothing more than to strip off and fuck her.

It was as if Jill could read his thoughts, ‘Go on, ditch your clothes,’ the scissors poised to cut through Donna’s panties. It took him no time at all to get rid of his clothing as he watched the gleam in Jill’s eye’s as she snipped through Donna’s last item of clothing. Mark’s cock was stuck up like a flagpole, bobbing every so often with anticipation as his sister prompted him, ‘Go on, fuck her, fuck her good!’

He needed no further encouragement as he leapt onto the bed and knelt between Donna’s legs, the fact that she was tied and spread-eagled, adding to his excitement. Glancing down he could see her cunt was open and wet as he positioned his shaft and rammed it into her cunt.

‘No, no, please, you mustn’t. ‘You’re my son, I’m your mummm!’ The last word was drawn out and then the air forced from her lungs as his cock abruptly filled her quim.

Mark felt rampant as he fucked Donna’s quim, she was still trying to protest but in between each protest, she groaned with pleasure and urged him on. As he withdrew and rubbed his shaft up and down her slit, applying pressure as he slid it back and forth over her clit, he noticed Jill undressing. Plunging his cock back into Donna’s thoroughly sopping wet cunt he watched as his sister got naked and then climbed onto the bed and straddled his stepmother’s face.

‘I think she protests too much,’ Jill giggled. ‘Let’s give her something to chew on,’ she said as she lowered her fanny to Donna’s mouth.

It all felt surreal as he fucked his stepmother while watching her licking and slurping at his sister’s cunt, Jill moaning all the while with pleasure and especially when Donna must have jabbed her tongue into her moist flesh. Jill reached down, abusing Donna’s breasts while Mark concentrated on mauling Jill’s tits.

Donna had reached her climax, Marks constant thrusting, without let-up, had finally pushed her over the edge. She had already been aroused at being tied to the bed and having her clothes cut from her; when two mouths attacked her nipples, it had pushed her higher still, the last straw being the wet cunt presently hovering over her face. As she orgasmed, she clamped her mouth to Jill’s twat and licked and sucked for all she was worth. Jill had not expected the sudden suction and the tongue thrust inside her as her eyes went wide and she experienced a minor orgasm which shook her body and had her panting.

Mark watched Donna’s body shake and writhe, and then suddenly Jill was doing the same, her eyes staring at him as she went red in the face and groaned loudly.

The sensations in his groin were now dominating his thinking, he wanted to fuck and unfortunately, Donna sounded like she needed a breather. Jill was slumped forward over their stepmother, her outstretched arms shaking and her head hanging down as she breathed heavily when Mark withdrew his shaft and got from the bed. He hoisted his sister from her position and carried her to the bottom of the bed where he bent her over its end.

‘Lick mommy’s cunt,’ he ordered, excited as he watched his sister drag herself forward until her mouth met their stepmother’s cunt. As the wails from Donna began, he spread Jill’s buttocks, pushed his cock against her cunt and slammed his hips forward. If it had not been for the fact that her head was buried between Donna’s thighs and her mouth full of pussy, her scream would have filled the large barn.

Mark shagged her furiously, his pent-up arousal and the throbbing of his shaft meant that Jill got the fucking of her life as he constantly rammed his cock into her now very wet cunt. He could hear both the women crying and groaning, short outbursts as Donna urged him and Jill to do things to her.

‘Shove it up her. ‘Fuck her harder. ‘Suck my cunt, bitch. ‘Oh god, yes, that’s it!’

Donna’s orgasm took her by surprise as a finger penetrated her arse, the mouth and tongue still ravaging her genitals while other fingers applied pressure to her clit. It started as a ripple, quickly building to a crescendo as her juices splashed against Jill’s face, Donna’s body thrashing about but still constrained by the bindings as she screamed her release. Mark’s constant penetration of her cunt had also brought Jill close and as her hand went between her legs and feverously rubbed at her clitoris, she also started to climax.

Marks hips were like a piston as he fucked his sister hard until he knew his ejaculation was imminent and then suddenly remembering something Gloria had told him, he whipped his shaft out of Jill’s twat and wanked furiously, the first spurt of cum travelling the length of her back before several more spurts puddled on her buttocks as he continued to manhandle his flesh, his eyes closed and a mighty roar of release resounding around the barn.

When Mark finally came to his senses, Donna was free, and the two-woman sat in the centre of the large bed grinning like Cheshire cats. His breathing was slowing, and he felt sated even though his cock still had not got the message and stuck up like a tent pole. It was then that he noticed Gloria as she eased the camera from her shoulder and put it on the floor and off to one side. She smiled at him shyly, trying to stop her eyes from continually straying to his shaft and Mark found himself feeling sorry for her. Everyone else was feeling well fucked while Gloria had spent her time filming everything, he had not noticed her around and yet she must have been witness to what took place.

Mark was exhausted, all he wanted to do was shower and then sleep. Both he and Donna threw on robes and dashed across to the main house while Jill and Gloria put cameras away and saved all the footage to the computers.

The following day, Sunday, Mark, and Gloria disappeared several times across to the barn facility. When Donna questioned Jill, she just shrugged her shoulders, ‘Gloria said that Mark wants to see how the film is edited and put together.’ This was exactly the response Mark had given when Donna had raised the subject with him.

New Year’s Eve day was a bit of an anti-climax, they were too far away from the nearest towns to go out and enjoy themselves, and anyway, Jill was convinced that Gloria and her brother were up to something. They’d had lunch and had settled back with a few drinks when Gloria asked if they would like to view the first film that she had finished. Switching on the tv, she placed a disc in the machine and pressed play.

Even though everyone could remember what had taken place, watching the finished and polished product felt completely different. It was only thirty minutes long but at the end of it, which seemed to be far longer, they were all feeling particularly aroused, Donna’s hand already perilously close to Marks bulge as she watched the screen and noting the similar effect it was having on Jill and Gloria.

She was just going to suggest that they went up to their rooms when Mark piped up. ‘It seemed unfair the other day that we all got to fuck while Gloria missed out.’

‘She has been showing me what to do and how to use the camera…… so how about we all retire to the barn, and I’ll film while Gloria fucks the two of you?’

Gloria’s eyes sparkled as she looked to Jill and Donna, both women immediately up for the idea. She nodded at Mark, thanking him for being prepared to allow her similar pleasures.

In one sense, Mark found it highly erotic as he filmed Gloria performing with his stepmother and sister, feeling inadequate at first when he saw the size of Gloria’s cock.

Looking through the viewfinder seemed to detach him from what was taking place, as though in a sense he had become invisible. He got the inevitable erection as Jill and Donna kissed and then played with each other’s tits and fannies before Gloria entered the scene. He wasn’t listening to what was being said, solely concentrating on capturing what was taking place, remembering to zoom in and out as Gloria’s massive member impaled first his sister and then Donna, both women screaming at it filled their cunts.

Such was his concentration that it was all done and dusted before he realised, Gloria releasing several large spurts of cum which showered the two women’s bodies.

All too soon, their month’s stay was over, and Mark and Donna were back at home, work has resumed, and the year progressed as he because less of a builder and more of a manager. Donna had come to work for him which was in itself was a source of amusement to others in the company, as this was how she had met his father, being his PA.

As summer approached, they had planned to visit once more, but unfortunately, Mark was far too busy to be able to get away this time.

‘There is nothing to stop you visiting,’ he told Donna, ‘You’re due time off, why don’t you drive down and visit.’

She only went for a week, returning with a sparkle in her eye. ‘Jill sends her love. Gloria is away at the moment, and I suggested that this year they come up to us for Christmas. If that’s ok?’

‘Of course, it is, it will have quietened down by then, at the moment I’m rushed off my feet. I never realised that it’s harder work running a company than just working for it.’

The next six months were full-on, Mark looking forward to the end of the year and being able to take his first break. Despite working together, it was surprising how little he saw of Donna some weeks, even though they shared the same bed each night.

Their relationship had really blossomed and although he was still young, he was already thinking about the next step as he used December to go out in search of a special Christmas present for her.

Mark had asked his uncle to come in as a partner, there was so much work to do and so much he still didn’t know that it made sense to have someone with an experienced head on their shoulders. The company was doing well with plenty of work on their books, his bank account looking spectacularly healthy.

His sister had phoned to say that they would arrive the week before Christmas, Mark telling them that he would still be working but he would try to see as much of them as possible before he finished for his break. Donna was going to take the time off and would be there to meet them when they arrived, finding things to do each day until he was free to spend time with what was left of his family.

Donna especially was looking forward to it. The more she got to know Jill, the more she liked her, it was just a pity that it couldn’t have been like this at the start.

The two women travelled up the weekend before Christmas, now nearly a year since Jill had seen her brother although they did speak regularly. Donna was looking forward to seeing both of them and especially Jill, wondering if she could get the younger women into bed and all to herself. Despite the fact Gloria had been away, nothing had happened between them.

Saturday night they ate out, quite an experience for Jill and Gloria who presently, were used to being around their home and only occasionally making the long trip to their nearest town. Back home they all retired to their respective rooms as Donna spoke with Mark about her wish to have a one on one with his sister. ‘Would you mind?’ she asked, ‘Do you think Jill would be open to such a suggestion? At the same time, I don’t want to cause problems between her and Gloria.’

Mark was aware that he also wished to sample his sister’s delights again, ‘I can’t say for certain, but I suspect Jill will be up for it,’ he said.

Sunday, Jill, and Donna had gone out together, it had been many years since Jill had been home and she wanted to visit places she remembered. It left Mark and Gloria alone as they made lunch, setting up the table in the immense dining room for the others return. His father had built the house many years ago, it was large and sat in its own grounds but without being ostentatious. The gardens, surrounded by trees and shrubbery made it secluded and private, and facing south, in summer it caught the sun for most of the day.

Mark was still finding it hard to come to terms with Gloria’s appearance, it just felt wrong that someone who was unmistakeable all-woman above the waist, had far more impressive tackle than he did below the waist.

There was no mixing of partners in the run-up to Christmas day, as they had done the previous year, Mark and Gloria did the cooking. After lunch they sat down and opened presents, again, everyone was overjoyed with what they had received. As they settled down with drinks, Mark had one more surprise as from his pocket he produced a small square box and got down on one knee.

Despite knowing what was coming next, Donna was lost for words as he asked her to marry him, nodding her head as she squealed with delight.

And then they were all on their feet, hugging and kissing as Mark and Donna were congratulated.

As the evening drew to a close, Mark and Gloria had just gone upstairs, Donna taking the opportunity to have a quiet word with Jill. ‘Tell me if I’m being imprudent, or just simply say no. I was wondering while you’re up here…… if you and I could find some time.’

Jill grinned; it was obvious what Donna was asking. ‘I’m sure we can,’ she replied, ‘So long as you don’t mind me borrowing my brother?’ Drawing closer, she whispered into Donna’s ear, ‘So you see, I’m gagging for it.’

Boxing Day morning was still frosty, Mark and Donna rugged up as they took a brisk walk in the crisp outdoors.

‘Jill told me that they are thinking of moving up this way.’

Mark stopped in his tracks, ‘Seriously?’

‘Yeah. They’ll get a good price for the farm and the land, and she says she wants to be nearer her little brother.’

‘But what about their business?’ Mark enquired.

‘They are going to look for a similar kind of place up here, nearer to us. Something perhaps that they can convert. It was Gloria’s idea.’

Mark was mulling the information over, surprised that Gloria had suggested it when Donna spoke up again.

‘Would you mind if I spent tomorrow night with Jill?’

Mark wasn’t about to refuse her, even though it would mean he was in an empty bed.