Kristy's Brother
by Persephone

"Kristy, could you come down please? There's someone here I'd like you to meet."

"Sure, Mom! Dressed or nude?" Kristy called back.

"Young lady, I did not raise you to be a cum-hungry teenage slut, just so you could hide that pretty, fuckable body from strangers. As naked as God intended, please."

There was a whoop of delight, then fourteen year old Kristy Newell came bounding down the stairs. She was totally naked, her hair in pigtails and lipstick accentuating her nipples. She walked into the kitchen and smiled at her mother's guest, someone she'd never seen before.

Her mother gave Kristy a hug, then held her at arm's length.

"Dressed or nude! Why would you even ask such a thing? You know everyone likes seeing you nude."

'Well, y'know, maybe our guest was a Priest or something?"

"Any Priest I bring into this house had better be the kind that likes to fuck naked children. Wait..." she mused, "isn't that all of them?"

"I hope so," her mother's friend said with a smile.

Kristy climbed up and straddled the man's legs, her nipples rubbing against his shirt. She let her bare teen pussy rub against his crotch, and put her arms around his neck.

"So who are you anyway?" she asked, "do you like nude teen sluts? Do you want me to suck your cock and swallow your cum?"

Her mother beamed a smile at the naked teenager's impetuous nature.

"Honey, this is Detective Brooks. He's got information about your brother."

"Stevie?!" Kristy enthused, her attention suddenly shifted. "What do you know about Stevie? He's been gone four years!"

"Well, let's see." The detective gently turned Kristy around on his lap and rested her back against his chest. He teased a nipple with two fingers and gently rubbed her nude pussy. Kristy let out a contented sigh, and her mother smiled at the sight of her naked slut of a daughter being fingered by a total stranger.

"Your brother was fourteen when you were ten. He discovered Horny Spirit, tried it and became hooked. It's very addictive."

"Oh, he used to masturbate all the time," her mother said, "do you remember?"

"Mom, I was only ten. You wouldn't let me be a slut yet. But I loved watching my brother play with his cock. He jerked off all the time, even at dinner. He shot cum in my salad once. It was soooo yummy, remember? He jacked off and splooged cum onto my salad. That was my first time tasting his cum and I knew I wanted more!  Every time I watched him, his cock looked bigger. I wanted to suck him soo bad, taste his cum direct! I spent so many nights dreaming of my brother fucking me!"

Her mother grinned from ear to ear, her own fingers sliding beneath her skirt.

"So, yeah, he was failing at school, doing so much Horny Spirit," Detective Brooks said, "it consumed him.  He dropped out of school, you know this part, and ran away.  Turns out he joined a Horny Spirit sex rape gang. Got himself arrested."

"My brother was a rapist?" Kristy was horrified. She tried to reconcile her revulsion for rapists against her longstanding desire to be molested by her sexy big brother.

"You like that idea, huh?" the detective asked.  He probed a finger into her pussy, then rubbed the juice across her lips. Kristy smiled and sucked his finger in, lapping at her own taste until her mother leaned close and kissed her on the lips. They both saw the bulge in the detective's pants, and Kristy squirmed her naked cheeks on top of it.

"So....do you," Kristy lost the thread of what she was saying and tried again. "Do you know what happened to my brother?"

"Well, he was accused of rape, but never convicted. Every time they put him in a lineup the witness got all flustered. Most of them asked the police to have the subjects open their trousers and expose themselves. One girl even demanded to go in and make a close-up examination. They had to drag her out after she started sucking your brother right there in the station. But none of them ever testified against him.

"Eventually we tracked him to a sex show in California, then Las Vegas a year later. And he was...."

"Hmm?"

"Bigger. Like, legendary big. Huge. Porn star big, at sixteen. Football player body with this massive cock."

He paused again and Kristy nestled back against him, spread her legs and placed his hand on her pussy, rubbing vigorously.

"Tell me more about how massive my brother is," she said breathlessly, using his hand to masturbate, "how hung he is, my brother the sex star. Tell me how he looks, nude in the sunlight, cum dripping from his huge cock, ready to fuck..... to fuck me...."

Kristy's mother caressed a teenage nipple with her tongue.

"He's...." Detective Brooks struggled to find the words. He was distracted by the MILF in front of him, the insanely gorgeous teenager naked in his lap, masturbating using his hand, and the immense erection in his pants screaming for release. "He's so sexy. Everyone loves him. He's got this body to die for, and his cock, oh my god everyone wants his cock...." He paused to think of the right words and Kristy purred happily.

"He's naked more than he's dressed," he went on, using Kristy as an example to describe her brother. "He's so handsome, and always, I mean always horny, hard and ready to fuck. His cum is...." Brooks was venturing into unknown territory. He wasn't gay, he didn't know anything about cum other than that it contained sperm and some women liked the taste. He'd never tasted it. "His cum is so rich and creamy and tasty, ladies can't get enough of it....."

The naked teenager in his lap moaned aloud, rubbing her clit with his hand. She squirmed and threw her head back, bringing herself to a loud, messy orgasm.

"My slut," her Mom whispered, "my sexy naked slut..."

"Mom? Are we getting my brother back? Is he going to fuck me at last? Can I suck him off, swallow his delicious cum?"

"We'll see, my cum-hungry little nymphomaniac. My nude slut."

"If you'll excuse me," Detective Brooks said finally, "I gotta..." he tried to get up but two insatiable women pinned him down.

"What you gotta do," Mrs Newell said, undoing his pants, "is fuck me, then fill my pretty daughter's slutty teen mouth with cum. Then you can go." The Detective had to admit, it was a great idea.

---

Three days later, Kristy Newell and her mother met Detective Brooks at his office.  Mrs Newell wore a sensible, pale blue miniskirt and jacket - though Kristy had insisted she leave her panties at home - but the pretty fourteen year old slut wore a denim micro "flare" skirt, just enough material to almost cover her ass and open in the front exposing her pretty pussy, and a see through halter top. One man had tried to grope her in the elevator on the way up, and she'd responded by rubbing his cock through his pants until he came inside them, right before a big shareholders meeting.

Inside the office, Kristy stripped nude and wandered around the office while Detective Brooks tried to focus on the case.

"As of a week ago," he said slowly, "Steven Newell was in Reno, making off-budget porn films."

"Off budget?" Kristy's mother asked.

"Literally no budget. Filmed using someone's phone, in their living room. Uploaded to porn sites that night."

"I wanna see!" Kristy said suddenly, "show me my brother's huge cock, fucking a lucky slut....spraying my - I mean her - face with his cum..."

Mrs Newell patted her daughter's hand. "We'll get to that later, sweetheart. For now we're trying to find him, isn't that right?"

"Yes it is, Mrs Newell. Now, the company he was last filming with - they change their names every other day - was called TenSpeed Adult Video. They make teen porn. And as luck would have it, the TenSpeed website, such as it is, says they're filming in three days right here in Houston."

"Houston? Mom!"

"Thing is," Detective Brooks went on, "this filming, it's invitation only. Closed set. Well, closed motel room. But I made some calls...."

"Yes?"

"Turns out, the director of TenSpeed Video is an old friend of a friend of mine. Small world. So they have a call for teenage girls to film a reverse rape orgy scene, with their star stud Big Steve."

"I'm slow, I guess," Mrs Newell said, "reverse rape orgy?"

"A rape orgy, right, you got half a dozen guys banging one chick. Reverse rape orgy, apparently it's also called a "Ruh-Roh", like Scooby Doo, is six girls working on one guy. Jacking him off, kissing his body, taking turns fucking him. Then the money shot, they -" he paused when he saw Kristy listening intently - "the girls all line up like baby chicks with their mouths open and he sprays cum all over their faces, in their mouths. Then the girls all make out, kissing and sharing his cum."

"And they want....." Kristy said slowly, "more girls for that scene, with my brother?"

"You want in?"

"Does the Pope wear a big hat?"

---

Kristy Newell and her Mom were standing in the lobby of a seedy motel in Houston, the River Six. Kristy wore her flare skirt and a bright red sash across her bare boobs, a look that screamed "teen slut". Her mother wore ripped jeans and a tight lycra top.

"You must be here for the shoot," the man behind the counter said. "Been a bunch of you girls here today, this must be a big deal. Lemme page somebody."

He dialed a number on his phone and a moment later a large man in a loud, tasteless Hawaiian shirt walked in.

"Hey, Brock Tyler, TenSpeed Video. Are you..." he stopped when he saw Kristy. "Yea, you certainly are." Kristy giggled and gave him her best 'you know you wanna fuck me' smile.

"Well, we've actually got ten girls here now, to be fair we only need eight....."

"Lemme up the ante, Brock," Mrs Newell said, "your star stud is Steve Newell, right?"

"Yeah...."

She reached into her purse and pulled out a couple of family photos she'd brought along as evidence, if needed.

"This lovely little slut to my right, is Kristy Newell. His baby sister. I'm his Mom. I want to see my little girl fucking her brother."

Brock Tyler started to speak, opened his mouth, closed it and opened it again.

"Whoa, that's deep. You're okay with this?"

"My little girl is the naked teen slut I always wanted to be. I love her sex life. She misses her brother, fantasizes every night about sucking his cock."

"You want me to..... you want to meet Steve? We're not shooting yet.... We could change it up..."

"Let's surprise him," Kristy said, "I'll be one of the girls he fucks. Let's see if he recognises me."

"Then at the end is the big reveal," Brock said, "Whoa, you just turned this into a whole different fucking movie! Oh damn."

"Don't tell him his sister is one of the girls," Mrs Newell said, "let's just let it happen."

"Gimme two minutes," Brock said, and left.

"Mom!" Kristy said, tugging on her mother's arm, "he's here, he's actually  here.. and I'm gonna fuck him...... oh Mom!" The teenage girl struggled to maintain her composure.

"I know, sweetheart, how do you think I feel! I thought I'd lost my baby boy forever. Oh, my heart...."

Kristy hugged her mother. "After today we get Stevie back, right? We found him?"

"Well, we found him, but he's eighteen now. He's an adult. He doesn't have to come back home if he doesn't want to, you know. I just wanted to know he's safe. My baby boy."

---

Twenty minutes later, Kristy and Mrs Newell were ushered into a vacant hotel room. Along the way, they saw several teenage girls, most of them naked and all of them beautiful, being escorted from room to room.

"So many sluts for my brother to fuck," Kristy said quietly, "and I'm going to be one of them. Do you think - Mom, do you think he'll recognize me? It's been four years...."

"I'm sure he will. It'll be quite a scene, when he realizes who he's fucking!'

Kristy smiled broadly at the thought. "My brother. Steve Newell. Fucking me. Oh my god, Mom, it's gonna be sooo good, his huge, hard cock in my slut pussy, pounding me, fucking me...."

After a few moments the door opened, and Brock waved for Kristy to join him. Mrs Newell stood up as well, but he waved her down.

"Just her, I'm afraid, if she's joining the cast. Too many people on a movie set, you understand."

"I'm, well, I thought," she stammered.

"You want to see your son, I know. We're running a busy schedule here. Maybe after? We'll all get together after for pizza, you can join us then."

"Mom, It'll be alright. If you're in the room now, he might get distracted. They do still need to make this movie."

Mrs Newell seemed crestfallen, but she gave her daughter a hug and sat alone on the bed, and didn't look up as the door closed.

"She'll be cool," Kristy said to herself as much as anyone, "don't worry."

She followed Brock to another room, where they heard voices through the doorway connecting two adjoining rooms.

Kristy heard a young man's voice.

"I don't fucking care who you change out, Matt. Eight sluts is eight sluts, it's all good. Let's do this." Kristy realized she was hearing her brothers voice for the first time in four years, and felt ashamed that she didn't recognize it.

The door opened again and a tall, red haired man came in with two naked teenage girls.

"Okay, damnit Brock, quit changing shit up. You got a new girl, fine. She act?"

"Can you act?" Brock asked.

"I can fuck," Kristy said hopefully.

"Good answer, girlie," Matt the director said, "Lemme see you naked." He turned to talk to one of the girls and if Kristy was expecting special treatment, she wasn't getting it. She undressed quickly and had to wave to get Matt's attention. He turned back and gave her a quick glance. "Nice boobs," he said. "Yeah, you'll --" he paused as if seeing Kristy for the first time, and leaned in closer.

"You know, you look a lot like Steve. That's fucking weird."

Then he was out the door, and Kristy was ushered out of the room with the two other girls. They had a quick conference in the hallway as the rest of the actresses joined them. Kristy wondered what a guest would think if they opened the door now and saw six gorgeous, naked teenage girls in the hallway.

"Right, here's the setup. You guys are having a slumber party. PJ's, nude, whatever, you figure it out. You ordered pizza. Steve shows up, he's the delivery guy. Janie, you drag him in and put him on the bed. Then you sluts just go for it. New girl, you ever do porn? Suck a guy's cock?"

"Not on camera...."

"Yeah well, we're a bit pressed for time here. We're sposed to be outta thus room by eight, we got three hours left. Ain't got time for an  audition, so y'know, don't fuck it up."

"Hi, I'm Georgia," one of the other girls said, "follow my lead, you be aight. Stick close to me."

Kristy nodded, trying to look professional and experienced. Really, she was a whirlwind of emotion. She was being thrust into a situation that she knew nothing about, and was about to meet her brother after four years. Her brother, whom she'd idolised and fantasized about since she was ten. Her brother, who had become a sex star. Her brother, who ---

"I said get up, new girl, find your position. Jesus. Makes you so special anyway?" Matt was urging her to move, so she got up to stand next to Georgia.

"Don't let it bug you. He can be an asshole when we're pressed for time. He wants you to be where you'll be standing when they start filming. I'm in that chair. You sit in my lap, that'll be cute, we're making out like, like you're my lesbo toy. Cool?"

"Cool. Thanks."

"Kay, everyone, places. Janie, remember, after he knocks. I wanna do this in as few takes as we can. When you all start fuckin' him, just, y'know, do it for real, and for the camera. But take turns. Then we'll regroup for the money shot."

Matt walked to the side of the room to chat with the cameraman - actually just another guy holding a small video camera - and the girls took their places. Georgia sat in a large chair and Kristy settled into her lap, letting her new friend place her hands on her boobs. Janie sat on the bed and looked expectantly at the door.

"And, action!" Matt said. The girls started giggling and making out, and Kristy lost her nervousness and actually enjoyed Georgia's attention. She started getting into it.

The cameraman moved around the room, filming scenes as they happened. He filmed Kristy slipping Georgia's top off, and Alana slipping her tongue into Marie's tight, thirteen year old slit. He zoomed in close to  Janie fingering herself and licking her fingers, and for Georgia's soft moans and gushing pussy as she came. The room was full of horny, pretty teenage sluts when a knock at the door made everyone freeze.

"Pizza!" Marie exclaimed.

"Pizza guy, ohh my god," Janie whispered, fingering herself with her legs spread wide.

"Stevie!" Kristy said quickly, and Georgia turned to look at her.

"You know him?" she whispered.

"Long story."

The door opened and Kristy got a first look at her brother, who she hadn't seen in four years.

He was taller than she remembered, with a beard stubble that wasn't there before. He had shoulder length auburn hair, a wide chin and two crooked teeth. She remembered the teeth. He was, Kristy saw with regret, not immediately nude. He was carrying two large pizza boxes which drew attention to his hands, large and flat. Kristy watched him in awed silence, her brother, lost for so long. Would he recognize her? Would he remember her? Would he, she suddenly wondered, freak out that his kid sister was in a porn flick? She pushed that thought out of her mind as she looked to see if he had a bulge in his pants. She suddenly, desperately, wanted to hug him, to suck his cock until he filled her mouth with delicious cum.

Steve entered the room and Janie took the boxes from him, let them fall to the floor, and pushed him forcibly onto the bed. Like orgiastic vultures, the other girls descended on him.

Kristy watched as Janie quickly unbuckled his belt and shimmied his pants down his legs.

Whatever else Horny Spirit had done to him over the last four years, it had definitely worked on his cock - she'd seen him when he was fourteen and she was ten, masturbating at every opportunity. She remembered watching his hand cover his cock as he stroked it. She remembered his slender cock head, the size of her thumb.

When Janie pulled his pants down, what sprang up was nothing less than a weapon, fourteen inches long, as big around as her forearm, with a glistening round head.

Oh god, she hoped she could get it in her mouth!

Marie and Alana grabbed his shirt and pulled, ripping it from his body. His chest was lean and ripped, a broad, tanned, sexy body. Janie tossed his pants away and slid her way up his legs, her eyes on the prize.

She kissed his scrotum, licked her way up the shaft and took as much of him as she could into her mouth. The red-headed slut moaned aloud, almost whimpering, as his cock slid into her soaked, eager pussy. She bounced up and down on his cock while Deanne at once carressed his balls and kissed Jamie's belly.

"New girl," Georgia whispered, "straddle his mouth. Let him eat you out."

Kristy had wanted her first sexual encounter with her brother to be fucking or a blow job, but this was okay too. Would he recognize her?

She climbed up and slid her bare pussy over his mouth, letting his tongue explore her. She massaged her nipples as she rocked back and forth, enjoying the ecstasy of her brother's attention washing over her.

At a cue she didn't understand, the girls all changed positions. Kristy somehow wound up between his legs, holding her brother's cock while Alana slid it into her almost-too-small pussy. She squealed aloud and grimaced at the size of the mammoth cock impaling her.

Kristy leaned close and slid her tongue over his scrotum, enjoying the saltiness if the smooth skin over his huge balls. A shiver ran through her body at the thought of her mouth so close to that cock.....

She tried to think about trying to have a turn sucking him off, getting her long-awaited first taste of his amazing cock, when all too quickly, someone called out, "Money shot!"

All the girls climbed off Steve's body and lined up in their knees. Kristy watched the small crowd assemble, and Georgia helped her get into position. Top row, left side. She watched as her brother stood up, naked, his massive, oh my god huge cock in his hands. He stoked it like he was priming a weapon.

She saw a glisten of precum on his cock head, and knew that he was close.

All the girls waited eagerly, mouths open like baby birds in the nest.

Kristy watched with rapt attention as her brother stepped forward, his massive meat in his hand. She watched his head roll back, his eyes close and a gutteral moan escape his lips.

His cock spasmed in his grasp, and a tidal wave of sperm erupted. White, sticky strands of cum gushed out and splattered across Jamie's face, splashing across her hair and into her eyes. Another blast coated Maria's tongue. Kristy watched with delight as his monster cock swung towards her, still spewing delicious semen.

And then a blast of hot cum filled her open mouth, and Kristy tasted her brother's cum for the first time in years. It was as good as she remembered, sweet and salty and nutty and musky, thick and almost pasty. She let it pool on her tongue for a moment, before closing her eyes and swallowing her brother's love.

Her body shivered with lust, desire and delight, and the fourteen year old slut thought she might climax again.

Then she felt Georgia nudge her elbow, so she opened her eyes to see Steve's mammoth cock inches from her mouth. She opened her mouth for him, but instead he leaned down to meet her face to face. His big brown eyes were slightly bloodshot, she noticed, but she looked up to meet his gaze.

".....Sissy?" he said, "Kristy? What the fuck??"

"Surprise, Stevie!!"

"I - oh my god, you're my sister! You're my fucking sister!"

"I certainly am! Hiya, bro!"

Kristy stood up, only 5'3" to his 5'11", but she put her arms around him and hugged him close, enjoying the feel of his huge cock against her belly.

"Dude, I just jacked off into my sister's mouth," he said to Matt, "that's not weird is it?"

"Man, that's fucking awesome!! We gotta film bro-sis teenage incest!"

"What the hell, sis," Steve said, his mind whirling. All filming had stopped as the two got reacquainted. Steve looked as if a thousand questions ran through his mind before he settled on, "What if Mom finds out....?"

Kristy grinned and waved at Brock, who nodded and left the room.

"What, she's....." Steve started to ask.

The door opened again and their mother dashed in. She took one look at her son and threw her arms around him, then pulled Kristy into a long-overdue family hug.

"Steve, oh my baby boy" she said finally, "you're.... will you come home?"

"I...." he answered.

"Dude, you gotta," Kristy said, bouncing on her heels, "you've got a kid sister who has four years worth of cock sucking to catch up on!"

The girls laughed, but Steve looked from his sister to his mother.

"Your baby sister," she said smiling, "is a Grade-A teen slut. Trust me, she does."

"And we're gonna film it!" Matt said as everyone cheered.

Kristy knelt down and ran her tongue up the outside of her brother's cock.

"You and me, we gotta talk. Long and, well, hard!"