Family Ties/Jessica Jacob talk B 1
From Create Your Own Story
"Were you actually watching her?" you ask, ignoring your brother's plea.
Jacob sighs and looks away, nodding.
"...can I watch too?"
Jacob, already mentally preparing himself for a lifetime grounding, takes pause. He slowly looks up to meet your eyes. You squirm a bit and chew on your lip. You really don't want him to say no.
"What?" responds Jacob confused.
"You know... she's my sister too," you stammer. "Why can't I watch?"
Jacob swallows hard and collects his thoughts, starting to breath normally again.
"Umm. I guess so." He agrees cautiously. "But-"
You cut him off. "I won't tell. Promise. I just want to watch."
Jacob walks across his room then picks up a small stool. He sets it down in front of his desk with a weird grin and gestures toward it. You smile meekly and take your place. Jacob rights his own chair before opening his laptop again. Much to your delight and wonder Heather's room still fills the screen. You have no idea how he's doing it but there it is.
You're momentarily disgusted again by your brother as you realize the potential implications before you remind yourself that you're just as interested by this as he is. Does this make you a bad person?
Heather walks into frame again but now she's wearing nothing but her underwear, holding some sort of slinky dress up in the air. You've always thought your older sister was beautiful but seeing her like this only confirms it. Like you heard in a movie once; the camera doesn't lie.
She walks toward the camera, seemingly staring right at it. You grab hold of your brother's arm in fear. It almost feels like you've been caught but she's none the wiser. Bent forward, her face directly in front of the camera, you see she's doing something on her laptop. Your brother tells you to relax and you let go of him. Her boobs want to pop out of her bra now that she's bent over but somehow they stay in place.
You're startled again when you hear faint music coming from down the hall. Your sister is grinning to herself on screen.
"God, she's such a bitch sometimes," Jacob mutters aloud.
You frown at him. "Don't say that. That's not nice Jake."
Your brother rolls his eyes as you chastise him. Even if you agree with him it's still not nice to say it. Heather moves out of frame again.
"How are you doing this?" you ask, still amazed.
"I'm accessing her webcam over our WiFi. It was pretty easy," Jacob boastfully explains while cracking his knuckles.
"You can do that? But... why?"
Jacob squints at you, confused, then points at the screen.
"Yeah, but she's our sister. Isn't that supposed to be gross?"
Jacob shrugs his shoulders. "I guess. But you don't seem to think it's so gross."
You dart your eyes between your brother and the screen. You're not sure if he knows what you and Heather have done in the past. Probably not, as Heather usually comes to see you when she's in that mood and you don't have your own laptop yet.
"How long?"
Jacob hums and haws after your terse question. You two don't usually spend a lot of time together. Jake is married to his computer and you both have your own groups of friends. Yet you've always been very honest with each other. You both 'connect' in a weird way, something that you don't even share with Timmy. So although your older brother has been keeping a secret from you it's pretty obvious that he wants to talk about it.
"Um... let me explain first."
You reposition yourself, angling your body between the screen and your brother for a more comfortable viewing of both.
"It wasn't totally on purpose. At first. I was messing around in some chat rooms pretending to be a high-schooler and I started flirting with some girl. She was talking super dirty and seemed like she was up for anything. I won't bore you with details but eventually I asked her for a picture and she gave me a great one. She sent me a shot of her tits!"
You furrowed your brow. "Why would she take a picture of her boobies?"
"I don't know. I don't really care. I like boobs, so if she's taking pictures then I'll happily accept them!"
You place a hand on your chest and lightly scratch, wondering what it will be like to have a pair of your own and have boys lust after them. Then you wonder if Jacob or Timmy will ever look at you like that.
"Well why didn't you tell mom?" you ask innocently.
"Just wait, I'm getting there. It was only her tits. I didn't know it was her at first, and even if I did I don't know if I would tell on her. But her tits were amazing. I jerked it to that picture every night. It took a lot more talking before she sent me a picture of her face."
You still want to know what 'jerking' is, but you want Jacob to finish the story more. "And then what'd you do?"
"I couldn't even believe it at first. I was obsessing over some girl online who turned out to be our sister! I felt kinda guilty, but it was also really hot. I couldn't look at her the same way after. But I also didn't want to stop looking. She cammed with me a couple times but I didn't cam her back. I'm supposed to be some 18 year old, so she couldn't know it was me. She didn't really like that though and didn't want to do it again until I agreed to turn my cam on. But I found a way to see her anyway," he finished, gesturing at the laptop again. "We still chat sometimes."
"That's really weird Jake."
"I know that. But... well, you're here too. You can't really talk."
You want to defend yourself but there's no way you can. If you know that spying on her is wrong then why are you still doing it?
You notice as Heather comes into view, but this time she's topless! She's holding each breast as she walks across her room. You feel your crotch tingle again as you stare at her, cupping and gently rubbing each of her boobs. Jacob's attention is quickly drawn as well. You both sit in awkward silence staring at your topless sister.
