Strangely, it is...

Sarah leans back into the couch, her deflated dick still resting on her thigh.

"Look at that, you polished my cock to a sparkle..."

"It's called forward thinking, and I'm new at that. You can thank me later, when our sofa won't look like a certain casting couch."

She smiles lazily, tugging your arm.

Right... The after sex smooch...

Why do you always have to make it even weirder?

You sit beside her, and she promptly climbs on you lap, stamping a sloppy kiss on your still numb lips.

She suddenly detatches herself, eyes wide, "Oh! I totally forgot! A friend of mine is coming for dinner."

She gets off your lap, remembering just now to tuck her flaccid member inside her pants.

"A friend? Is it a boy?"

"Are you jealous?" She draws out the words, raising an eyebrow.

"Gods, no. I'd be grateful to share the load with another poor soul."

"You dick. And no, she's a... colleague, of sorts."

A what now?

"You mean..."

"She's a camgirl, yes. We've been chatting for a while, and it turns out she's in the campus too."

"Uh, small world we live in... If you'd have told me earlier, I could've grabbed something fancier."

"I told you, I forgot. Is it a problem for you?"

"Why would it be?"

"You know... We might do a little collab, later in the evening."

"Just... stop. It's fine, you do you, I'll put on some music, maybe get some studying done."

"You know, my offer still stands... proper fucking on cam nets you so much more dough than just jerking off."

And here we go again...

.

Wait.

Sarah isn't the only scatterbrained member of the family.

I forgot something, too.

"By the way, Esme wants to know if you're interested in coming with us on vacation, Spring Break's close." You blurt out.

"What? I mean... where are you going?" She blinks a couple times, confounded by the sudden change of subject.

"South. I know, it's not much to go on, but she kinda wants this to be a surprise, I think."

"That's stupid. Besides, how are we getting there, how much do we need for the trip... Have you thought this through?"

"We didn't. Well, I didn't. But she would not propose something like this if she didn't had a plan. We're probably gonna stay with her family, I think."

"Liam..." She glances at you with a hint of disappointment.

"What?"

"You know... I mean, she's fine, but she's still a, well..."

Oh, seriously?

Out of all the things, that is your bigger concern?

"...a gypsy. Come on, say it."

"It's not like that! But it does sound somewhat sketchy, don't you agree?" She winces a little.

"If she wanted to steal my kidneys she would have done so already. Besides, I told you, it's just a hunch. Maybe we'll stay in a cheap motel or something." You clear your throat, "Which brings us to the hard truth: we'll need more money. So..."

She suddenly lights up a little, "So you'll be a guest in my cam show, right?"

You groan,"I mean... other than putting in some overtime at work and actually selling an organ on the black market, it seems like the only way to make some extra scratch in a reasonably short amount of time..."

She jumps off the couch, beaming a cheerful smile.

"Yes! You won't regret this! It's gonna be so fun, we can do all sorts of dress ups, and you can get a cool nickname like mine..." She starts to muse out loud.

"So, are you in?" You interject, before she goes off on one of her tangents.

"Yeah. Of course, I'll have to talk details with Esme, but it sounds fun! It's been forever since our last vacation. It's gonna be just us?"

Shit.

Better tell her now than risk all hell breaking loose on the road.

"Not really, it's Esme, me, her roommate Mei... tomorrow I'll ask Ashley if she wants to tag along and..."

You take a deep breath, looking for the available exits, "and maybe, just maybe... Janice, or as you know her, the bitch who roughed me up earlier this morning."

You watch as Sarah suddenly stops dead in her tracks, turns around, and glares straight at you. "Are you fucking kidding me!?"

"Relax... It's her best friend, she-"

"I don't fucking care who she is, Liam. She and I are not gonna sit on the same fucking bus. Not without some bloodshed."

Shit...

"Listen, you know Esme, Ashley's probably gonna be there too, I'm sure you'll go along with Mei right away an-"

"Have you fucked her too?"

A long, incriminating silence follows.

"Eh... sorta? It was a one time thing. Just oral, really."

"You are SUCH A WHORE!" She bursts.

"Will you keep it down!?" You try fruitlessly to calm her.

"MY BROTHER LIAM IS A TOTAL SLUT WHO JUMPS ON EVERY FUCKING DICK HE SEES!!" She screams at the top of her lungs.

You grab Sarah and toss her on the couch, pinning her down while covering her mouth with your hand.

"Are you out of your mind!? Get your shit together, Godsdammit. I don't want to get evicted because you've thrown a fucking tantrum!" You growl through gritted teeth.

In all response, she keeps shouting muffled obscenities at you while slapping and scratchting your arms and face.

You take the hits, and after her steaming rage seems to quiet down enough you slowly lift your hand;

Shara stays quiet for a second, glaring at you while taking a big breath,"WHOR-mhpf-"

Nope.

The hand stays on.

"I don't have any plans for today, we can wait your friend like this, or you can calm your ass down. Your choice."

She fights a little more, but eventually drops all hostilities, laying under you defeated.

You gingerly take your hand off, and release her from your hold.

She sits straight without saying a word, strangely calm.

"Sorry about that, but it was necessary." you say, looking away.

"Why tell me now?! Couldn't you let me be happy for five fucking minutes?"

"And have you find that out at the worst possible moment? No thanks, I'm not that much of a drama queen, unlike someone I know..."

She leans on your shoulder

"I'm sorry Liam, You know how I get all worked up when you're gone too long... so it all just comes out like a river, when we're together." She says, apologetically.

"I know, It's fine..." You pat her head.

"That was so hot by the way... I love it when you play rough with me."

"Really? Should I also twist your nipple, the next time you're having a breakdown?" You jokingly say,

Sarah shoots you a sideways glance, grabbing your hand and placing it on her breast, squeezing it against the soft surface,"What are you doing?" She gasps, faking a surprised voice, "Stop it, you're my brother, this is so wrong." she closes her hand on yours, effectively forcing you to grope her while she whines and moans."You know my nipples are sensitive, stop!"

What the fuck Sarah...

You don't know whether to laugh it off or facepalm with your other good hand;

The only thing you know for sure right now: you're tenting your pants.

She notices, and promply climbs on your lap once more, grinding her ass against your hard on.

"You're lucky... I have to grit my teeth and resist the urge to whip it out again, or else I'll be shooting blanks tonight, and my viewers love it when I coat the cam in spunk."

She takes off her top in one smooth motion, her teardrop tits flopping free, "I guess we'll have to find some other way to pass the time?"

You run your hands up her thighs," We could always play a board game..." you grin.

"We could... or we can fuck until it's dinnertime." She moves to unbuckle your strained jeans.

"Yeah, let's play checkers. Maybe I'll let you win." Your hands move past her waist, groping her firm butt.

"You wish! Last I remember, you haven't won a single game against me since I was twelve." She says smugly, scooting in place to lower her sweatpants.

"It's called chivalry, look it up."

She laughs, "I think the correct term is "Being dumb as a rock", but whatever." She adjusts your dick and slowly squats down on it with a pleasured grunt.

"Same t- uhm-... Same thing." You stutter.

"Oh, did I break your focus?" She gloats, swaying her butt in circles.

"Maybe..." You murmur, reaching out behind her and pulling close.

"Aww. Who's the cuddly one no-Ah!-" she whelps as you suddenly flex your hips as you rise, holding her up; " -you fucker!" She giggles, crossing her legs behind your back for stability, " What's the plan now, dork?"

"Uhmm... How about this?" You grin as you stumble forward, slamming Sarah against the wall.

"Ouch... You're a savage today." She bites her lip, "Keep going..."

You do just that, giving her your all and tearing a couple muscles on the way.

"Mmh... Yeah. Fuck me like a whore. More..." Sarah purrs, digging her nails in your back as she clings to your body, pushing down whenever you thrust.

As the fatigue creeps up on you, your last stabs inside her slick alcove come out with short, curt movements, going faster and faster until you can't contain yourself, finally getting your messy release.

"Yes, YES... Fill me up bro... cream my pussy..." She cries out, trembling.

The after-nut clarity hits you like a sucker punch in the gut.

Wha-

No.

Noo...

Godsdammit Liam, will you ever stop thinking with your dick!?

That's like rule number one!

Don't. Jizz. In. Your. Fucking. Step Sister!

You moron...

"Shit!" You exclaim, so tense that you almost drop Sarah on the floor.

She looks at you with a blissful expression that quickly shifts to an inquisitive one, putting down her feet, "You were abso... what's wrong bro?" She asks, genuinely concerned.

As you let her down, you quickly backpedal, fishing out a cigarette from the pack on the coffee table with shaking hands, sitting down as you light it.

"You're right, I'm dumb as a fucking rock. Please tell me you take precautions." You say, clawing at one side of your face.

Sarah shoots you a dumbfounded look, erupting in laughter a moment later.

"I'm fucking serious Sarah!" You burst.

"Did you knock him up too?" She manages to say between the fits of laughter.

"What? Who?"

"What do you mean who? Serious!" She exclaims holding on to the wall as her whole body is shaken by the exhilaration.

So that's how it feels...

You groan.

Once she regain a sliver of composure, Sarah walks up to you, maintaining eye contact as she steals a cig and bends over, lighting it with the tip of yours.

"You crack me up sometimes, bro..." She shakes her head, looking around for the long sleeved shirt she tossed earlier.

"Just answer the damn question, please." You plea, exhasperated.

Putting on the pink top, she reaches for a small pillow on the couch, stuffing it in front of her lean abdomen.

"Aww... We're gonna have a little widdle baby! Just picture Mom and Dad's face when we give them the good news!" She taunts, caressing the faux belly with motherly tenderness.

"You're threading on thin fuckin' ice right now, Sarah. Yes or no. Quick, before I get an heart attack."

"Of course not." She says, sitting down next to you; "Then again, Aunt Flo hasn't visited since the big fella sprouted between my legs so... I think we're in the green this time." She wears her best smug grin while she waits for your reaction.

You can feel a couple years worth of lifetime escaping through your lips in the shape of a relieved breath.

"You're gonna be the end of me, someday..." You groan, leaning back.

"Nah... Who would let me fuck their face then?"

"Oh, I'm sure all those nice people sending you tips to jack off live would queue for days, given the chance. Maybe they'll even shower for the occasion."

"Ugh, don't be so mean. You should be more nice to my viewers, we're paying rent thanks to them too, you know."

"You're right. I guess I'm just antsy about going global with the whole cocksucking business." You admit.

Sarah giggles, running her hand on your chest, "I'm sure you'll put up an excellent show, bro. Just remember to grunt and make lots of gagging noises, maybe whine a bit... you know, your usual shtick."

"Ah ah...By the way, is that friend of yours also packing some extra?"

She stifles a laugh, "whaddaya think?"

Of course...

Why should I even think otherwise.