“Or sister,” I almost added, but held my tongue.
We’d look at the pictures and stroke each other. We’d invent histories about the people featured. We’d wonder how the husbands or boyfriends felt about their partners showing off to the world. The more we looked and talked, the more it excited me to think about showing off Linda. I think she, too, began to develop an interest in posting pictures, but for the time being I knew it was just fantasy.
After a while, I suggested we join the site. This gave us access to the archives…and more explicit photos. The increased access in turn increased our sexual activity. Linda enjoyed picking out a woman for me then having me look at her photos while giving me a sloppy blow job. She’d then have me pick out photos for her to look at while I ate her. This was wonderfully fun.
One night Linda was particularly horny. She was really getting off on having me tell her which women I’d like to fuck, and why. “Do her tits turn you on? I know they do because they’re turning ME on,” she’d say. Or, “I’d love to see your cock buried balls-deep in her pussy.” She sat back in her chair and lasciviously fingered herself as she talked dirty to me, getting off on watching me lust after other women.
I was rock hard and horny as hell. I made a decision. “Let me have the mouse for a moment, I want to browse the pics for a while,” I said.
“Have at it,” she said as her fingers snaked around my aching cock. “Wow, you’re particularly hard.”
“You’ve just got me all worked up.” I tried to make my clicking look random, but I knew exactly where I was navigating. I clicked on a few posts. Linda stroked me, rubbing my pre-cum all over my cock. She commented on how sexy this woman looked or how much fun in bed that woman would be. I fingered her, hoping to get her even hornier.
Then I did it. I opened Kira’s post. At first, Linda didn’t recognize her sister. She just stroked my cock and said, “mmm, she’s got GREAT tits. I’ll bet you….” And then the realization hit her. “Oh…my…god.”
I tried to play it off like I wasn’t sure what was wrong. “Those ARE some great tits,” I kept fingering her and playing along like it was any other post.
“John, look,” Linda whispered, “it’s Kira!”
“What? No it’s…holy shit!” I feigned surprise. I also kept my finger in her pussy. And whether out of shock or some hidden desire, Linda kept her hand on my cock.
“I don’t fucking believe this,” she said. I tried to figure out how she was feeling about seeing very sexy pictures of her little sister on our computer screen. “I don’t fucking believe this,” she said again. But this time, she began stroking my cock. I was so close to cumming right then and there. She turned to look at me. I searched her eyes for anger or disappointment, but saw something else. I saw lust, that was for sure, but I also saw a flicker of jealousy. I saw conflict. I saw raw, animalistic emotion.
“I suppose you finally got your wish,” she said. She licked her lips and kissed me deeply, thrusting her tongue into my mouth. She broke the kiss and caressed my balls as she said, “you finally get to see Kira’s tits in all their splendor.” She scrolled down the page. I saw a moment of surprise flicker across her face as she saw all the pictures. “And you get to see her pussy, too,’ she added. I looked at Linda as she looked at Kira’s pictures. After a few moments, Linda let out a long, slow breath and said, “Wow. She’s fucking hot.” She didn’t say it like she would have if were looking at any anonymous, sexy woman. It was more of an admission, a concession. I think, for the first time, Linda truly saw her sister’s blatant sexuality and understood why men—including her very own husband—found her so sexy, desirable, and undeniably fuckable. Her jealousy was justified. But just like that night after the party, Linda’s jealousy of her little sister fueled her sexual desire.