All Chapters of Dangerous Pleasures: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

"Don't look so forlorn, Ronnie," my sister said, wrapping her arms around me from behind as I stared out her living room window. "We both knew this day was coming.""I know," I answered quietly, placing my hands over hers. "I just didn't think it would come so soon.""None of us did." Maryanne rested her chin on my shoulder and I could feel her breath on my neck. "Mark was as surprised as anyone when he became part of the troop withdrawal.""Don't get me wrong, Sis," I said, turning to face her. "I'm very happy for you that Mark is coming home," I said, looking her in the eye. "Just don't expect me to be glad our time together is ending. This has been the best summer of my life," I told her while brushing a stray hair off her forehead. "I just thought we'd have a little longer."Without waiting for her to answer I kissed her hard on the lips. They reflexively parted, welcoming my tongue inside her eager mouth as I slid my hands down her back. My sister and I had become so comfortable

We finally got dressed and I left for home while my sister went to the airport to pick up her husband. I didn't necessarily want to move back home but I certainly wasn't going to stay at my sister's place once her husband got home. That would have been too weird.Mom fixed my favorite meal and told me how proud she was of me for taking care of my sister while Mark was overseas. If she only knew how I had been taking car of her I'm sure she'd have been singing a different tune."I enjoyed spending time with Maryanne," I told her in the understatement of the century. "It was good for both of us."That night while lying in bed it finally hit me that I would never make love to my sister again. I still had all the videos but I couldn't bring myself to watch them. I figured I might feel differently in a few weeks but somehow it didn't seem right. What an incredible few months we had though.After we made love that first time Maryanne arranged for me to stay with her and she was like a wild

I gave in and put on a video of Maryanne masturbating in the back yard. I remembered how she had me rub suntan lotion all over her ass before she masturbated. My cock was so fucking hard that day and I shot a huge load of cum when she had me masturbate for her.Watching the video, it didn't take long before I was shooting cum all over my stomach. I cleaned up, and fell asleep imagining Maryanne and Mark fucking their brains out. Fucking unfair!Maryanne came and found me at work the next day."Hey," she said, standing next to my workstation in the receiving room."How's Mark?" I asked, kissing her chastely on the cheek."He's good," she smiled demurely. "I'm really glad he's home." She blushed when I raised my eyebrows and we both laughed nervously."He want's you to come to dinner," she said, brushing a stray hair from her forehead. "He wants to thank you personally for the videos," she added, lowering her voice even though no one else was back there."Are you sure that's a good idea

"Artistic choice," was the only answer to most of his questions. "With a subject like Maryanne," I explained even though I knew he wasn't doing this for the explanation, "you could get off on every scene but we could only send three minute videos via email.""And they were magnificent videos!" he'd say, complimenting me while he unpaused the video and we'd watch more footage of my naked sister. Maryanne didn't join us but would come in occasionally to bring us drinks or snacks and always made some endearing remark, calling us her two deviants.Every night would be a repeat of the first night except Maryanne got progressively more vocal and I could follow exactly what they were doing. Instead of just moaning or calling Mark's name she would say things like, "My clit! Suck my clit!" or "Fuck me harder!" One time she even yelled, "Fuck me like you mean it!" which I knew was meant for me to hear.As you can imagine, I jacked off every night, sometimes more than once. After watching those

"How do you guys normally do this?" Mark asked. "Does Ron direct us or do we just do our thing and he points the camera this way?" I had never seen Mark so animated. He was beside himself with excitement; fidgeting like a kid who needed to pee so badly he could hardly hold it."Ronnie directs us," Maryanne said, matter-of-factly, ending any discussion. And just like that I was directing my own fuck video. I decided to make the most of it."Okay," I said, taking charge as I watched Maryanne stifle a smile. "We want this to be realistic so I need to know what you two usually do." When Mark gave me an uncomprehending look, I continued. "What kinds of foreplay do you guys engage in? Fellatio, cunnilingus?" I asked, using the terms my sister had taught me."Jesus Christ!" Mark exclaims. "We've got us a fucking professional here!""We do all of that, Ronnie," Maryanne said quietly. "Why don't you tell us what you want to see?""Why don't we start with a blowjob so Mark has time to recover f