THE BOOK MODEL

Julie Stanton was bored. Her husband was gone again. He 
was always gone since he'd gone to that special school. 
He was a Lieutenant in the Army and since taking anti-
terrorism classes he was usually off somewhere in the 
world where she couldn't go. It wouldn't have been so 
bad except that she'd only been married for a little 
over a year. She'd wanted to start having children 
right away, but that's hard to do when you don't get 
any sperm in you. And with Roger gone all the time, she 
had a definite shortage of sperm.

Normally she didn't need to work, but Roger had gone to 
some place where he couldn't even call her and he'd 
taken the check book with him. She had a credit card, 
but she didn't want to rack up a big bill that she 
couldn't pay off at the end of the month. 

She needed some spending money. 

And she was bored. So, she was leafing through the 
paper, looking in the want ads. Something caught her 
eye. "Models wanted for illustrations for book. Must be 
young and fit. Some nudity required." She almost went 
on, dismissing the ad, but curiosity got the better of 
her. She called the number listed and, after answering 
a few questions she had an appointment to talk to the 
author.

Julie had never modeled before, but she was an obvious 
pick if beauty was the criteria. She had waist length 
almost platinum blond hair, was well tanned and kept in 
shape by running regularly. Her route took her by a 
retirement home and she'd noticed lately that every 
time she ran by there were more and more elderly men 
loitering around on the front porch. She thought she'd 
heard a croaked "Here she comes now" but she'd 
dismissed the idea. Why would those old men be paying 
any attention to her anyway? It never occurred to her 
that her 36-23-38 figure had brought new life to some 
pretty shriveled plumbing on that porch. 

She'd have been even more surprised to find out that 
after she ran by, the geezers all went into the home 
and beat off to her memory!

She thought about calling her step brother, Mark. She 
wanted to share her good news with somebody and he was 
the closest male in her life other than Roger. Even 
though he was technically her step brother, they'd 
grown up together since they were both five. He was her 
brother as far as she was concerned. In fact he was the 
reason she'd met Roger in the first place. Mark had 
been in the Special Forces with Roger and had 
introduced them to each other. 

Since then Mark had been injured and was out of the 
Army. He'd gotten some kind of high tech job position 
and was busy a lot, so she hadn't talked to him much in 
the last month or so. She called his number but all she 
got was his voice mail. She didn't want that. She 
wanted to TALK to him. With a sigh she hung up.

She decided to run to her interview. She'd be hot and 
sweaty, but they'd see how in shape she was. She put 
her hair in a loose braid and took off. Twenty minutes 
later she knocked on the door of room 106 at the 
Restful Inn Motel and was admitted by a man who 
introduced himself as Bob. He looked her up and down. 
She wasn't surprised. Every man looked her up and down. 
She was used to it.

Bob got right into the interview. "Why do you want this 
job?" he said.

She looked at him. "I'm bored. My husband is away and I 
don't know when he'll be back. I need some spending 
money."

He stared at her intently. "Husband" he said under his 
breath. "The ad said that some nudity would be 
involved. How will your husband feel about that?"

Julie smiled. "Who says he has to find out about it? 
What kind of book is this for? My husband is not a big 
reader. This isn't for some porn mag is it?" she 
frowned.

"No, no, it's not like that" said Bob, but he looked 
uncomfortable. "But it DOES involve nudity. More than a 
little." She frowned again and he went on "Really, I'm 
sorry, but I have to tone down the ad because otherwise 
I get the League of Women Voters down on me, trying to 
shut me down."

Julie was even more curious now. He didn't seem like 
some scumbag who just wanted to stare at her tits. "Go 
on" she said.

"Well, the book is sort of like the Kama Sutra. It is a 
'How to' manual for adults and covers a number of 
sexual positions that my partner and I have developed. 
These are supposed to use the ergonomics of the body to 
make sex more enjoyable. We'll need pictures of each of 
the positions. That's what we're hiring models for." He 
looked at her and waited.

"Sexual positions" she said. "That's a lot more than 'a 
little nudity'. I don't think I'm interested in letting 
some strange man stick his penis in me so you can 
illustrate a new sexual position."

Bob held up his hands. "No, don't get the wrong idea. 
Most of these shots don't have to show anything in that 
much detail. It's the positions of the two bodies that 
count. There wouldn't be any need to actually show 
penetration. Well, actually there are a couple, but we 
could do something different with those. Maybe use 
another model or something."

He was staring at her breasts. Julie crossed her arms. 
"And I suppose you are the other model for these 
pictures."

"Oh no!" stammered Bob. "I mean, not that I wouldn't 
enjoy posing with you." His mouth snapped shut. "Um, I 
mean... oh shit, I can't believe I just said that" he 
said under his breath. "No!" he barked. "There is 
another man. We haven't actually interviewed him yet."

Julie smiled at his obvious embarrassment. "Who is this 
'we' you keep talking about?"

"Oh! that's my sister and me," said Bob. "We're writing 
the book together. Her name's Lori" he said, still 
flustered.

Julie took pity on him and said that if he thought she 
would work out in the pictures, she'd give it a try of 
a day or two. If things got too weird she'd just quit. 
His only questions were about scars, tattoos, body 
piercings and body hair. When she said she had none of 
the above Bob actually smiled. She saw the lump in the 
front of his pants flex, but all men did that around 
her too. He explained they were only interviewing at 
the Motel. The actual photographs would be done at 
their home, in a studio. She said she'd see him the 
following Saturday and he said he'd call her if they 
hadn't hired a male model by then.

Saturday rolled around and Julie stood at Bob's door. 
She was a little nervous. She knew her husband wouldn't 
like what she was doing, but he was gone and she was 
frustrated, so she had convinced herself that what he 
didn't know wouldn't hurt him. She took a breath and 
rang the bell. The door was answered by a pretty woman 
about her own age with dark red hair. "You must be 
Julie" she said in a voice that was low and soft.

"And you must be Lori," said Julie, smiling.

Lori let her into the house and took her to the studio 
where the pictures would be shot. "We really appreciate 
you modeling for us Julie" said Lori. "It's so hard to 
find just the right look and this is a tough kind of 
assignment for any model. You're really quite 
beautiful."

Julie smiled, but admitted she was a little nervous. 
Lori said anyone would be nervous and then tried to 
make things calmer by saying "I think we've found just 
the perfect male for the shots. He's a really nice guy 
for one thing, and he's really a hunk to boot. I'm just 
sure you two will get along fine. He seems very 
professional even though, like you, he's not a 
professional model. He's already here." she prattled on 
as they entered the studio. Julie could see only the 
back of the man's head, as he was seated and facing 
away from her, talking to Bob. The room was full of 
photographic equipment - lights, tripods, umbrellas, 
and wires all over the place.

Lori began making introductions. "Bob, Julie is here." 

The man began to turn. 

Julie took a breath.

Bob smiled and said, "Julie, this is...."

"MARK!" gasped Julie.

"Yes," said Bob, puzzled. "This is Mark. But... you two 
KNOW each other?!"

"Oh shit!" said Mark as Julie stood frozen, staring at 
him. Then he laughed. "Yeah, I guess you could say we 
know each other. Bob... Lori... I'd like to introduce 
you to my sister Julie. Well, Step-Sister, actually. 
But we grew up together since we were both about 
eight."

There was a prolonged silence in the room as all the 
occupants thought about the conundrum that had just 
presented itself.

"Mark!" stammered Julie again.

He smiled and said "Hi sweets. I never thought I'd see 
you here. Um, are you OK? You look sort of pale. How's 
Roger. I'm sort of surprised he let you do this." 
Though he was smiling, he was babbling too.

Lori's alto voice husked, "My, my, but isn't this 
uncomfortable."

Julie saw a chair and sat. Her knees were a little 
weak. Almost without thinking she answered, "Roger 
doesn't know about this."

Bob sighed. "Shit! I rented all this stuff to take 
pictures today. We were going to try to get the whole 
thing shot in one day. This is gonna cost me a bundle."

Mark held up his hand. "Let me make a suggestion." He 
walked over to his sister and put his hand on her 
shoulder. "It's not like Julie and I never saw each 
other naked. I mean we grew up together in a house with 
only one bathroom. And you said there isn't any actual 
intercourse involved in the shoot, right? What to you 
think, Jules? You think you could do the shoot, even if 
it is with me?"

Julie looked up at her "little" brother, who she hadn't 
seen since the wedding, even though he lived right 
there in Kansas City, though on the other side. She 
thought back to the years they had spent growing up, 
most of the time each other's only real friend as their 
parents dragged them from one town to another. Her dad 
had been a salesman who kept hopping from one job to 
one a little better. She'd married Roger partly because 
she was used to changing houses every year or two and 
she knew Army life was like that too. 

She smiled as she remembered how Mark had "protected" 
her from boys, especially during High School. He'd been 
good at it too. So good she was actually a virgin when 
she got married. Roger had been her only lover. After 
the wedding, though, Mark had disappeared for several 
months, and since then she'd had only a few phone calls 
from him. It occurred to her how glad she was to see 
him. 

She smiled. "What in the world are YOU doing posing for 
pictures like these? I thought you were making big 
bucks at that Tech thingy place you were working at."

Roger smiled back. "I am. I just thought it would be a 
hoot to do something like this. I also thought I might 
meet a girl and get to see her naked without all the 
hype of dating and all that stuff." He grinned.

Lori cleared her throat. "This is nice and all, you 
guys getting to see each other, but we have this 
problem. Mark doesn't seem to think it's a big problem. 
And we rented all this stuff, so of course we'd like to 
proceed. Julie, you never answered Mark's question. 
What do you think about going on with it?"

Julie flushed, but forced another smile. "Well, I guess 
it couldn't be any safer. And, like he said, we've seen 
each other naked more than once. I guess I could give 
it a try."

The feeling of tension in the room evaporated. Rather 
than let them think about it, Lori and Bob began 
briefing them on the order in which photographs would 
be taken, how long some poses would have to be held, 
and other information that made the session seem 
impersonal. Eventually, though, it was time for the 
models to disrobe. Bob handed Mark and Julie robes. "We 
don't have an actual changing room, but since the poses 
are all naked it didn't seem important." 

There was another surge of tension as Mark and Julie 
began shedding their clothing. Neither of them looked 
at each other and both put on their robes as soon as 
they were naked. Lori led them to a couch and told them 
to sit down. "We need to let your bodies get rid of 
marks caused by bra straps, elastic in underwear, that 
sort of thing. We originally thought that the models 
could get to know each other a little bit while that 
happened. Why don't you two just reminisce while Bob 
and I get the equipment ready." She moved off and she 
and Bob began making things ready for the shoot.

Mark smiled at Julie. "Remember the last time we saw 
each other naked?" 

Julie colored. It had been on their prom night. Mark 
had been in the shower and Julie had complained he was 
taking too long. She stood outside the bathroom door 
dressed only in a towel, waiting for him to get out so 
she could get ready. She'd eventually barged in, only 
to find him hunched over, beating his meat in the 
shower. Her entry had startled him, and when he stood 
up his head hit the shower head, causing it to drench 
her. Her hands had come up and the towel fell. There 
had been a lot of yelling. 

"I remember," she said. Then she laughed. "You were so 
pissed that I interrupted you!

Mark grinned. "And you were outraged that I not only 
took up shower time to... do that... but that I got 
your hair wet."

Julie nodded, then laughed again. "I remember thinking 
of a horse when I saw your..." she blushed. "It was... 
very interesting."

He didn't look away. "And I remember seeing that 
your... that you were shaved... down there. It was hot! 
I was miserable all night because I never got any 
relief. Remember? I took Toni Johnson to the dance? The 
first time I slow danced with her she felt my boner 
through her dress and demanded that I take her home 
that instant! Man, what a night."

Julie gasped, "Oh Mark, I'm so sorry. I never knew! I 
knew you left early, but I never knew why."

He grinned again, "It was OK. I came home, got in bed 
and took care of things." He caught her eye. "I thought 
about... you... while I was doing it."

Julie felt a thrill go through her stomach. "Really? I 
had no idea. Which is probably good. I'd have been 
grossed out to the max. But now I think it's kind of 
sweet. I mean I caused the problem, so it's only right 
that I helped solve it, even if I didn't know I was 
doing it."

Bob interrupted them by lining out the first set of 
poses they would do. All called for Mark to be erect. 
"Do you think that will be a problem?" asked Lori in 
her most professional voice. 

Mark looked at his sister. "I don't think it will," he 
said, not smiling. The look in his eye made Julie want 
to drop her robe. She did and felt another thrill as 
she watched her brother's penis begin to fill with 
blood immediately. He stared blatantly at her still 
shaved mons.

"Well," said Lori, not seeing what was going on, "If 
you need any help keeping it... keeping an erection, I 
mean, I'll uh... I mean if necessary I can... I can..." 
She looked helpless as she turned and saw his now full 
bone and said the last word. "help." They all laughed.

An hour later they weren't laughing any more. The 
models found out it was hard work. And hot too, with 
the lights on them all the time. Both were covered by a 
sheen of sweat that made them slippery to the touch. 
But the real problem was that in most of the shots, 
Mark was required to get the tip of his penis as close 
to Julie's pussy as possible without actually touching 
it. This turned out to be much more difficult than 
either of them would have imagined. In one scene, where 
Julie was on top of a desk, her legs spread and her 
calves resting on Mark's shoulders, he was supposed to 
be leaning on his arms, with his hands basically beside 
Julie's hips. Her own hands were behind her, her arms 
angled to hold herself up. 

As they got into position, though, Mark's sweat-slick 
hands slid on the desk, and the tip of his cock punched 
neatly between Julie's equally slick labia. 

Bob, being ever ready, snapped the picture. 

Then, because Mark didn't have any support, and because 
Julie's legs were up and she could do nothing, as his 
hands slid on the desk, his penis began to inch into 
his sister's pussy. 

Mark's only option was to step forward, in an attempt 
to ease the slipping of his hands, so he could stand up 
and pull back. What it actually did was push the rest 
of his rod into Julie's pussy. 

That pussy was slick, not from sweat, but because the 
nearness of that nice hard penis had been working on 
Julie for over an hour. Had it been anyone but her 
brother she'd have screamed and called for the police. 
But when she felt her brother's cock slide into her 
needy pussy, all she could say was, "Ohhhh Mark!"

Finally Mark got his balance and he stepped backward. 
His cock made a wetly popping sound as it broke the 
seal with Julie's slick tunnel. There was a string of 
something that connected the tip of his penis with her 
now gaping pussy mouth. There was a flash as Bob took 
another picture. 

Everyone spoke at once.

Bob gasped, "Man that was hot!"

Mark gulped, "Sorry, sweets, I..."

Julie said again, "Oh Mark..."

Lori said, "Here Mark!"

They all looked at Lori, who was holding out a towel in 
one hand. The other hand was covering one of her 
breasts. It was squeezing and kneading that breast. She 
realized what she was doing and jerked the hand away, 
blushing furiously. "Sorry" she said.

"Um, you OK?" said Mark.

Julie looked dazed. "Yeah... I mean you didn't hurt me 
or anything... You're..." she stopped herself. 

She had been about to say, "You're big and it felt 
wonderful."

They took a short break and Lori handed out more 
towels. While they rested Mark's erection flagged. He'd 
been up for more than an hour, so it wasn't unusual for 
him to lose his hard. When it was time to resume the 
poses Lori stood up and went toward Mark. "Let me help 
with that." she said, a sort of hunger in her voice. "I 
mean we can't ask your sister to do this," she said. 
She reached out and gently grasped Mark's half hard 
penis. She gave it a tentative squeeze and then sank to 
her knees. 

Now his cock was right in front of her face. She 
stroked back, toward his balls and then squeezed and 
pulled her hand toward her face. As her hand neared the 
tip she leaned forward and put a wet kiss on the tip of 
his penis.

Mark had not been prepared for Lori to do anything like 
this. When she did his hard-on came roaring back. He 
went up on tiptoes and was about to shove his dick 
toward Lori's mouth when Julie's voice announced "OK, 
he's hard again." 

Everyone looked at her, where she stood, arms crossed 
below her breasts, eyes dark, a frown on her face.

Lori said, "Oh... yes," and stood up. Her hand left his 
cock almost hesitantly.

Mark stared at Julie. She was jealous! He smiled. 
"You're jealous!" he crowed. "Of ME and another woman! 
What a hoot THAT is."

Julie realized she WAS jealous. That confused her. She 
had no right to feel that way about her step brother. 
"Well, that just pays you back for all those times I 
missed out on some fun with the boys I was dating. YOU 
scared them all away!"

Bob said "OK, OK, let's get on with this." His voice 
cracked as he said it and they all looked at him. It 
was quite clear there wasn't just ONE erection in the 
room. Lori stared. 

"Oh my," she said. 

Bob got them going again. For another hour they let 
themselves be bent this way and that. Lori posed them 
and now she constantly touched Mark's stiff spear as 
she put them in their positions. She made no further 
pretense about it, saying things like "Let's keep this 
beauty nice and stiff." or "Don't fail me now" while 
she gave him a quick stroke. They got to a pose where 
Mark was on his back on the floor with Julie squatting 
over him, obviously about to sink down on his rampant 
rod. But now Mark's boner was so hard that it wanted to 
point UP, toward his chin. Lori kept trying to hold it 
straight up, toward Julie's dripping pussy, but it 
wouldn't cooperate.
 
"You'll have to hold it yourself" she said to Julie. 
Julie reached down and grasped it, but she couldn't see 
it and hold her head the way Bob wanted it. Then Bob 
didn't like the pose because her arm was in the way. 
Finally Julie said "Look, what if I just lodge it in 
there, just enough to hold it where we want it?"

Bob said, "It's OK with me."

Mark said, "Yeah, good idea."

Lori said, "Here, I'll help." and grasped Mark's cock, 
aiming it right at Julie's open pussy.

Julie let herself down a little, until she felt the tip 
of Mark's cock nose into her pussy mouth. She only 
meant for just the tip to go in, but she couldn't judge 
it well, and by the time she realized it, it was half 
way in her. 

Mark groaned and Bob flashed a picture. "Hold it right 
there... don't move," he said as he repositioned 
himself for another shot. Julie tried to stay still, 
but by now her quads were on fire and she felt herself 
sag another inch. Mark's cock felt so good in her. 

"I can't see... you're too far down," said Bob and Mark 
groaned again as Julie dragged her pussy upward, 
stroking his prick nicely. The flash went off.

They took another break as Bob processed the photos. 
This time they didn't even go through the pretense of 
putting a robe on. They just stayed naked. Bob was 
using an L-7 Digital camera, so all he had to do was 
download the images and then flash them on the screen 
of the big 27" monitor. He and Lori were glued to the 
screen as they toggled through the batch.

Julie heard Lori gasp. 

"That is so fucking hot," she squealed. 

Bob said "And look at these two, with the penetration." 
He sounded so excited that both Julie and Mark went 
over to see. 

As they approached Lori jerked her hand out of her 
pants, blushing. "Sorry," she said. "I can't help it. 
You two are so hot together. We're gonna sell a million 
of these books when people get a look at you two."

Julie stared in awe at the photos on the screen. There, 
in living color, was her brother, OK, step brother, 
really, with his cock all but buried in her aching 
pussy. She felt her pussy produce and leak some girl 
juice as she remembered the feeling. 

Mark just said, "Man!"

Bob turned. "The ones with penetration are so much 
better than the others. I know I shouldn't ask you to 
do this, but is there any way you would re-shoot some 
of those poses with penetration? I mean you won't have 
to move or anything. Just put it in a little and 
freeze."

Julie turned to Mark. His eyes were hot, looking at her 
naked body. "I'm game," he said. "I mean it's not like 
we'll actually be having sex or anything." His eyes 
said otherwise, but Julie felt the same way. 

"I guess it would be OK," she said. "I sure hope Roger 
doesn't ever see one of these books though."

Lori started toward Mark, her hand already out. "OK, 
just let me..."

"That's OK," said Julie. "I'll take care of it. Bob, 
get your camera ready. We haven't talked about oral 
sex, but I know it's in there somewhere." With that she 
went to her knees in front of her brother and, without 
another word, put his cock in her mouth.

Mark went hard as stone in seconds. Julie, however, 
seemed to think it needed more stimulation. Bob had the 
camera flashing like crazy as Julie lovingly moved her 
lips up and down Mark's stiff cock. 

Finally it was Lori who said, "OK, OK, I think he's 
ready."

They went through each pose again. Each time Mark would 
carefully insert about half of his cock into Julie's 
pussy and freeze. Bob would take some pictures and 
they'd move on. It looked like it wasn't all that 
stimulating.

But no one had counted on Julie's pussy. 

Mark found out very quickly that her pussy could 
squeeze his cock and milk it nicely without there being 
any outward sign that this was happening. Julie, for 
her part, didn't really realize she was doing just 
that. But as time went on Mark put just a little more 
of his cock in her each time, and he left it there just 
a little longer after Bob said they could change poses.

Finally it came back to the pose where the first 
accident had happened. Julie got up on the desk and 
draped her calves on her brother's shoulders. 

Mark got ready to put his cock in her again and Lori 
said, "Hey, wait a minute, we already got this one." 

Julie said "Shoot it again, Bob" and that was all Mark 
needed to lean forward and slide his fuck stick into 
his sister's pussy. It was just too much for poor Mark. 
He didn't go a quarter of the way in her. He didn't go 
half way in her. He just stuck his prick in Julie until 
there wasn't any prick left. Julie sighed and her pussy 
muscles went to work on the invading bone immediately. 

"Julie... stop that," groaned Mark. 

"Stop what?" she said dreamily, her pussy gleefully 
munching on his over stimulated cock. 

"Stop squeezing my cock!" he groaned. "If you don't 
stop I'm gonna shoot."

"Shoot?" she repeated, her eyes only partly focused. 
"Shoot in my pussy?" she said.

"Ohhhhh fuck," moaned Mark as he heard her words. He 
leaked, letting some pre-cum into her pussy. 

"I mean it Julie," he said. "I have to take it out now 
or I'll shoot off in your pussy." 

Nothing, of course, was stopping him from pulling out. 
Julie didn't have anything to say about it in the 
position they were in. He had all the control. But for 
some reason he found that his rod was still buried 
balls deep in her belly. 

A very small part of his brain was wondering about that 
when her pussy rippled again and she said in a low, 
throaty voice. "You can't cum in my pussy, Mark, I 
might get pregnant." 

And with that announcement, she dug her calves into his 
shoulders, lifting her pussy, slamming it up onto his 
spear of love. Mark lost it at once. With a whine he 
leaned forward and let his aching balls have their way. 
They pulsed, and a long silver ribbon of semen raced 
through his prick, leaping out of the little slit in 
the tip of his penis. That little slit was, at that 
particular moment, nestled between the lips of his 
sister's cervix, which meant that that long silver 
ribbon of semen splatted directly into his step-
sister's womb.

As Julie gasped that she could feel him shooting in 
her, Mark produced six or seven more sticky ropes of 
baby butter, which he immediately injected into Julie's 
starving pussy. The feeling was so great that, instead 
of making his penis wilt, he felt even harder than 
before. He also felt the urge to fuck his sister, and 
he now let that urge go too. 

He began pounding Julie's wide open pussy with his 
engorged prick to her immense satisfaction. His warm 
and wet sperm had set her off on an orgasm when she 
felt it filling her up, and the added stimulation of 
his cock reaming her out made her almost pass out. She 
launched into a series of orgasms that left her gasping 
for breath and light headed.
 
Five minutes later she lay limp and weak as her brother 
announced that he was about to cum again.

He had time to ask her. He knew he should ask her. But 
he didn't. Instead, he carefully put the head of his 
prick as far in her as he could and, again, injected 
his seed deeply into her.

They both relaxed as he sagged forward onto her chest. 
Julie let her legs go down his arms, which he raised so 
she could wrap her legs around his waist. Neither of 
them made any move to remove his penis from her 
channel. 

Both realized about the same time that there hadn't 
been any flashes from Bob's camera for some time now. 

They turned, as one to look.

There, on the floor, was Lori, her naked legs spread 
wide, a pair of pale blue panties dangling from one 
ankle. Between those thighs was her brother's naked 
butt, which, at that very instant, was clenching 
mightily as Bob's own prick jerked and spat it's own 
load of brotherly incestuous cum into Lori's 
defenseless pussy.

Julie smiled and whispered in Mark's ear. "Looks like 
the book will perform it's intended purpose."

Six months later Roger got back from his deployment. He 
was met by his stunningly beautiful - and pregnant 
wife, who threw her arms around him and said, "Baby and 
I just couldn't wait for Daddy to get back home." 

She kissed him soundly and added, "And you'll never 
guess in a thousand years who's coming to dinner 
tomorrow night." 

She waited for the shake of his head. "Remember my 
brother, Mark?"