As always, everyone depicted here is over the age of 18.
Sidney and her brother had just completed an extremely out-of-the-ordinary family photoshoot.
The 18-year-old twins, both dolled up for prom, had let themselves be posed in increasingly unexpected ways until the whole thing had escalated, somehow, to Tom taking his sister’s virginity and inseminating her unprotected pussy right on the front porch. All while their mother took pictures.
Now, finally, they were ready to leave for prom. But right as they were about to head out, they heard the roar of an engine and the squeal of breaks. The siblings looked up and saw a silver sedan swerve right in front of their house and skid to a stop. The door flew open, and their father popped out.
“Am I too late for picture time?” Dad asked, looking frantic, “I got home as soon as I could.”
“Oh, Danny, you’re just in time,” Mom said, “Now we can do all the mother-son and daddy-daughter photos!”
The siblings both froze in place. Wait, what?
“Of course,” Mom said, as if it were obvious, “Come on Tom, I want some pictures of you and me together on the porch.”
Tom froze. He looked back at Sidney like begging for help. All Sidney could do was stare back at her twin brother with that same look of shock. The both of them needed a shower and a change of clothes (and maybe an intervention), not yet another round of pictures. Yet neither sibling knew what to say in the moment.
“Don’t worry, sweetie,” Mom said, sensing Tom’s reluctance. “It’s all going to be fine.”
“But Mom, I’m not sure…”
“Oh, I know, sweetie,” Mom continued, placatingly, “Your father doesn’t have my visual eye. But I’m sure he’ll take pictures we can be proud of.”
Too stunned to say anything more, Tom reluctantly let Mom lead him back to the top stair of the front porch. Meanwhile, Dad sprinted enthusiastically across the lawn and started fiddling around behind the camera.
“Wow, you got some really good ones here, Amanda,” Dad said, looking into the viewfinder.
As her father examined the camera, Sidney eyed him up from afar. He was dressed in his work clothes, a navy polo shirt and khaki slacks. Dad had red hair, like hers — though it was starting to go silver at the sides — and the same icy blue eyes. Dad’s handsome. Sidney had always thought so. He was in remarkably good shape for a man in his forties and he had the best smile she’d ever seen (Tom was a close second, of course).
“Here, princess, come take a look,” Dad said, waving his daughter over, “Don’t you and sport look great together?” Sidney was always princess, and Tom was always sport. Neither affectionate appellation was applied to the other.
For a moment, Sidney let herself be fooled into thinking that only normal, everyday pictures were in her mom’s camera. Because the reality was far more impossible to accept. There was no way that the screen was showing her having sex with her brother, because that would be insane.
Yet, sure enough, there Sidney was — in sparkling, full color, 1080p — getting taken from behind by her very own brother. Her mouth hanging open, red hair splayed everywhere. Tom cupping her massive tits like they were precious stones. Well, precious mountains, anyway.
“Is that the moment sport came in you?” Dad asked, pointing to a particularly lewd picture where Sidney’s naked body was completely exposed but her mind was clearly nowhere to be seen.
“Daddy!” Sidney said, flushing red. “I mean, maybe? I don’t know…”
“Look at you, princess, you’re perfect,” Dad said, “I promise you have nothing to be ashamed of.” He called up to his wife who was now standing on the porch next to her son. “You did a fantastic job on these, Amanda! I just hope I can come close to your standard.”
“Oh, Danny, I’m sure you’ll do great,” Mom said, “Besides, you have two excellent subjects. Wouldn’t you say, sweetie?” She reached over and tousled her son’s hair.
At over forty, the twins’ mom could only be described as incredible. She was wearing a simple, red v-neck t-shirt and Mom jeans, but she made them look better than formal wear. Sure, Mom had a bit of a stomach (barely a paunch honestly), and her tits had started to sag. But, come on! Sidney knew every one of her and Tom’s friends (yes, even the girls) had a massive crush on their mother.
As they stood together on the porch, Sidney was struck by the similarities of mother and son. Tom had the same hair as Mom, dark brown and thick. They shared similar eyes and mouths, even made the same expressions. It was clear that they were genetically entwined. Which only made the tingles shoot sharper up Sidney’s spine seeing the two of them together on the stoop.
“Why don’t you two get ready,” Dad said, kneeling behind the camera. “I just have to set myself up back here.”
Mom nodded and grabbed her son’s hand, like she was overcome by the anticipation. She brought up her phone from her pocket and used the selfie-camera to quickly fix her hair. Tom, far more disheveled, stood by her side looking shellshocked.
“I’m sorry I’m not dressed as fancy as you,” Mom said, smiling at Tom.
Tom was many things, but fancy no longer made the list. His dress shirt was crumpled — stained with pussy juice and penis sap — and he’d buttoned it askew. His pants were also rumpled and muddy from when they’d been tossed on the ground. His hair — the one thing he’d actually spent time getting ready for that evening — had gone from expertly mussed to just plain old messy. Like he’d styled it in a windstorm.
Not that Sidney was looking any better, she reflected. She didn’t need a mirror to know that her makeup was streaked down her face and her red hair stuck out at odd angles. Her dress, perfectly prepared before that evening, now looked like she’d taken it out of a dumpster after ripping it from the hands of a greedy, fashion-conscious raccoon. And her snatch was leaking the precious, warm seed her brother had put inside her.
Sidney caught her brother looking her way and she gave him a cute little wave. She felt dizzy and numb, like she’d been drugged. She supposed she had in a way — given an overdose of her brother’s potent cum. Right to her unprotected pussy.
Was it wrong that something about that made her happy, instead of scared? She pictured herself with a twin-supplied baby-filled belly and, instead of feeling terrified like she should have been, she was totally turned on.
“Sidney is wonderful, isn’t she?” Mom said to Tom, loud enough that Sidney could hear them.
“She’s a great sister,” Tom said, carefully noncommittal.
“She’s amazing,” Mom said, “I know I can’t keep up with her.”
“I think you do more than keep up, Mom,” Tom said, smiling down at his mother. She grinned back, clearly happy with the compliment.
“OK, I think I’ve got the camera set up right,” Dad said, “Both of you stand together.”
While their father posed her brother and mom on the front porch, Sidney stood back on the lawn and watched, caught somewhere between jealous that her mom was with her brother and relieved that she had been spared another photo session.