That night I did take my headphones into my bedroom and I was just about to try and find more videos with the big titted, dirty talker from the night before when I quite clearly heard Kelly talking out in the living room. I put my ear to the door and I could hear her clear as a bell.
“Oh fuck that’s hot. She looks so fucking hot all filled up with cock like that. Oh god I want three cocks at once.” she was practically shouting.
What the fuck was she doing? She had to know that I could hear her, didn’t she? I know noise canceling headphones cause people to speak louder than they think they are but this was ridiculous. I grabbed my phone intending to text her “Hey can you keep it down” but as I was typing, she seemed to hit a crescendo.
“Fuck yes. Cover her in come!!! Come on her face and her tits and her ass. Yes, yes yes.” she screamed before trailing off to just whimpers and moans.
I was livid. She had to be doing that on purpose.
I threw my headphones back on my dresser and cranked my volume to 100. I racked my brain for a second trying to think of a porn performer who I knew was really verbal before realizing that search bars existed for a reason. I typed “loud slut screams while getting pounded” into the search bar and although I shouldn’t have been surprised, I got quite a few options to choose from.
I clicked on one with an alluring thumbnail and pulled my cock out and started stroking. Not only did the starlet in the scene scream, moan and talk dirty, but both guys fucking her kept up a non-stop barrage of insulting talk as well. In the end they all seemed to agree that she too was a worthless slut only good for taking come.
I honestly didn’t love the scene, but I guess sibling rivalry never really goes away and I felt like I had the high ground since it was, after all, my place. I came much harder than I was expecting to while watching a scene that was more aimed at getting back at my couch surfing sister than turning me on. I thought it best not to spend too much time tugging at that particular string of thought and cleaned up for bed.
Just before I feel asleep, in a moment of post nut clarity, I was dreading the fight coming between Kelly and I the next day. Mom was right, it hadn’t taken long for us to fall out.
The whole next day we were both very short with each other. After listening to my side of a conference call she said that my work sounded “made up” to which I responded by saying “At least I’m getting a check.” I was mad at her, but I kind of regretted that as soon as I said it, but it still didn’t lead to a full blown fight.
A band we both liked was doing one of those COVID streaming shows where they were all playing from their own beautifully appointed home studios so we sat there silently on the couch watching until I mumbled “good night” and headed for my room.
I wasn’t even in my room for two minutes before I heard full volume porn coming from the living room. Kelly always could escalate a fight with the best of them! With the benefit of my sound bar I could hear more than moans and dirty talk, I could hear wet pussy sounds too. I’m sure my neighbors were gonna love that.
I opened my bedroom door to yell at her and she was sitting in my leather chair with her legs over the sides and a plug-in vibrator between her legs. She had even gotten an extension cord so it would stretch all the way to the chair. I was starting to understand why she had been kicked out of her last two places.
I turned to head back to my room and was just about to slam my door when I instead gave into my childish instinct to escalate. I turned on all the lights in my bedroom and sat on the edge of my bed stroking my cock while watching the same scene Kelly had on the big screen. It was amazing how clear everything was in 98 inches of 4K, even at that distance.
The scene wrapped up with a dripping cream pie and Kelly started scrolling the “you might also like” menu to pick what to put on next. She went right past a scene with the big titted porn star from the scene I watched the night this whole thing started. Without even thinking I said “hey go back to that one, I like her” like we were scrolling Netflix trying to choose with of our 90’s movies to watch.
“This one? With this thick girl?” she screamed back over the sound of her Hitachi.
“Yeah, just put it on. She’s good” I said, still stroking.
“Oh Pat, I didn’t think you like them plump! Joan and Ellen were both ironing boards.” she cackled, invoking my two very slender ex-wives.
“Whatever. My house my choice” I shot back as if we were having a regular fight between siblings not both openly masturbating in full view of one another.
“Fine.” She said putting the controller down and licking her fingers again like she had the first night I saw her.
I craned my neck to try and be able to see her fingers as she slipped them between her legs but the arms of the chair blocked my view. Kelly’s eyes were still locked on the TV, but she must have seen me watching through her peripheral vision. She pushed her pelvis up so it rose above the chair’s arm and I could see that she had her middle and ring fingers buried in her hairy pussy while she held the Hitachi on her clit.
After a few moments of showing off her yoga core strength she slipped her ass back down in the seat without ever taking her eyes off the screen. And then we both just sat there 20 feet apart masturbating until that scene ended with a huge load on the starlet’s tits.
“You’re right. She was really good. I like how vocal she was.” Kelly said while scrolling for more scenes with that porn star. She settled on a thumbnail that had four guys all standing in a circle around her while she was on her knees.
“Do you like blow bangs bro?” Kelly asked calling me bro for the first time in decades.
“Yeah, put it on.” I said before adding “Sis!”
Kelly snorted like she used to when our father told a dumb dad-joke back in the day, and then added “Are you almost done? I’m getting tired and I don’t know how much longer I can hold off.”
“I’m ready to pop, let’s do this” I said more enthusiastically than I intended to.
“If we’re both close, I’m gonna skip ahead to the come shots, ok?”
“Yeah, do it”
And then the shot from the thumbnail was playing out on my big screen. The four guys were all standing over her as she begged to be coated with their come. The first guy popped and the first jet blasted her in the right eye before the subsequent ones fell across her nose and mouth. The second guy turned her face and he too coated her face from forehead to chin.
“Somebody come on those tits! Please!” Kelly groaned.
“Right?” I agreed.
Finally, guy number three took aim at her big, beautiful tits and while he was still coming the fourth guy joined in spraying truly massive amounts of come on her chest. I laid back on my bed and shot a rather prodigious load myself, with the first spurt flying over my own head and on to the bedspread before the next few fell on my chest, stomach, and pubic hair.
As I sat up, I heard Kelly shuddering through an orgasm of her own and saw her legs pointed straight up in the air. She had mercy on my neighbors and muted the tv and suddenly the apartment was quiet except for the sound of two middle aged siblings panting after an hour-long mutual edging session.
I was going to call out good night, or say something snarky about cleaning up my chair but I was suddenly mortified at what we had just done. Instead, I got up and just silently closed my door before heading to my bathroom to clean up. I looked at myself in my mirror and realized that I had come way more than I had in a very long time, and that didn’t even include the first bit that whizzed by my head.
I tried not to think about it as I used half a roll of scarce COVID era toilet paper cleaning myself up, but the guilt and shame didn’t go away as I tried to sleep. I laid there awake for hours and hours and actually saw the sun come up, but eventually I did fall asleep.
I was awoken at 8:48, almost an hour after my start time, by Kelly with a knock on the door. “Hey, are you working today or what?” She shouted through my door.
I bolted out of bed and rushed to get dressed before pausing at my door with my hand on the knob for a for a few seconds, trying to work up the courage to face Kelly. When I opened the door, I was surprised to see her on the couch looking bright and rested, eating a bagel.
“Good morning bro, I got bagels.” She said, calling me bro again in an obvious nod to the previous night’s activity. She didn’t seem to be struggling with it they way I was.
“Uh, thanks. I better get logged in… but I’ll have one later.” I said feeling so awkward.
I logged onto my workstation and saw that I had missed the start of a conference call. I started aiming my webcam to join the call and Kelly got the hint and moved out the line of site, as we had agreed for all my pervious calls. I was having a hard time concentrating on the call when my cell phone buzzed with a text from Kelly reading “You still like onion, toasted with butter instead of cream cheese?”
I started to wonder if I had dreamed the events of the last three nights. Was she really taking my bagel order right now? Mere hours after I saw her fingers in her pussy? I texted back “Yeah, thanks” and tried in vain to focus on a very boring call. My phone buzzed again and now she was asking if I wanted coffee.
What the fuck?
I messaged a coworker in Slack and said I had to drop off the call because I had an emergency and after double and triple checking that I was disconnected and my mic was muted I decided to bring this whole thing to a head.
“Kelly!” I yelled walking into the kitchen to find her brewing me coffee just as the bagel popped out of the toaster. “What the hell?” I demanded
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