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Caught in the Web
 
Chapter 2
 


By the time Jamie returned home from her band trip, Erica and Joe had
discussed a great many things - most of them in bed and about sex - and they
had become much closer than mother and son normally do. They had agreed to do
their best to keep this relationship away from Jamie.
 
"You know that's going to be almost impossible, don't you?" Joe had asked his
mother. "Jamie's nosier than I am..."
 
His mother had laughed at that and agreed, but said that they should try
anyway. Joe accepted that and promised not to tell her anything unless she
asked a direct question, because he wouldn't lie outright to his sister.
 
In school the next week, Joe's teachers noticed the difference. While Joe was
still somewhat distracted, and still daydreamed, it was obvious that he was no
longer disturbed by whatever had been bugging him. They were glad to have the
"old" Joe back, and ignored the actual difference.
 
Jamie noted the difference, and called her brother on it, but he just told her
that he and Erica had talked out the whole thing about her second job, and
that things had settled out after the talk. She wasn't sure she was buying it,
but she had nothing to nail him with, so she let it drop. For the moment.
 
Wednesday, Joe was in his room working on some homework. Jamie was also in her
room, getting ready to go to sleep. Erica poked her head in and said, "Don't
stay up too late, Honey."
 
"I won't, Mom," he promised. "I just need to finish up this math homework."
 
"Okay. Good night."
 
"G'night."
 
Joe worked for another ten minutes, finishing up his work, then started
getting ready for bed. As he crossed the hall to the bathroom, he heard his
mother's shower running. While he stood their peeing, he thought about her in
the shower, naked, wet, and soapy, and he found it was hard to finish pissing
through a hard-on.
 
*One way to deal with that...* Joe said to himself with a chuckle. He finished
up in the bathroom, then snuck down to his mother's room. Luckily, Jamie had
closed her bedroom door already, so he didn't have to explain himself to her.
 
Slipping inside his mother's room, he made his way to the master bathroom. He
peered in, and saw his mother's outline through the frosted glass of the
shower enclosure. He took off his briefs, and watched his mom for a minute.
When he heard a soft moan from the shower, he smiled, knowing what she was
doing. At that point, he opened the shower door and stepped in.
 
Erica was startled when the shower door opened, and turned to see Joe entering
the shower, completely naked and rock hard. Her pussy quivered at the sight of
him.
 
"Hey, Mom," Joe said. "Need a little help?" he arched an eyebrow at her.
 
"Oh, god, baby," she said, embracing him. "We've got to be careful. If your
sister finds out, there'll be hell to pay."
 
"I know. I'll be quiet if you will," he challenged.
 
Erica smiled wickedly at her son.
 


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"Hello."
 
"Robert? This is Erica Braden."
 
Robert leaned back in his office chair and propped his feet up on an open
bottom drawer. "Yes, Erica. What's on your mind?"
 
"Robert, I... I would like to terminate my contract."
 
Robert immediately sat up straight. "Now why would you want to do a thing like
that?" While he waited for her answer, he brought up her file on his computer,
and smiled at what he saw.
 
"I just feel that it's time I find a new profession. Something I can be more
open with people about."
 
"It looks to me like you just signed a new contract with me not four months
ago. You've still got twenty months left before your obligation ends."
 
Erica sighed. "Isn't there any way I can get out of it?"
 
Robert's voice hardened. "No. And if you fail to perform, I will take you to
court for breach of contract."
 
"Robert, I..."
 
"Look, your new reluctance wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that
your son found out about what you were doing, would it?"
 
"How did you -"
 
"I record every download, Erica. I saw an awful lot of traffic going back to
your home. Since I don't figure you were downloading it yourself..."
 
"Well, yes, he thinks I'm better than this, and he wants his mother to work at
a respectable job."
 
At this point, Robert figured it was time to drop the bombshell. "But he
doesn't think you're respectable enough not to fuck your brains out,
apparently..."
 
"What?!" Erica cried into the phone.
 
"Don't play dumb with me, bitch," Robert snarled. "In five minutes, there'll
be a little video clip in your inbox to prove what I'm about to say. I *saw
you* fucking your son. And unless you'd like the FBI to see you fucking your
son, you are going to continue to work for me just as long as I think you're
worth filming."
 
Erica's voice was shaky. She knew she had been trumped. "Okay. Whatever you
say, Robert."
 
"Exactly. Whatever I say. And what I'm telling you now is that you're going to
do more footage for me of you and your son."
 
"What?" Erica asked in disbelief.
 
"I have customers that pay for that kind of thing, too. At least once a week,
you and your boy are gonna do it in front of the cameras. If you don't, I'll
ruin his life, too. You belong to *me*, bitch, and don't you ever forget it.
What I say, goes!"
 
Erica was weeping now. "Yes, Robert."
 
"Now go away and leave me alone." He hung up without waiting for a response.
 
In her bedroom, Erica sobbed for a half-hour.
 


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Later that evening, Erica called Joe into the kitchen, and then led him down
into the basement. Jamie was in her room, and Erica hoped she stayed there, or
they would have to think of a plausible reason that they weren't in the house.
Erica led her son through the bedroom into the computer room before she spoke.
When she did speak, she kept her voice low.
 
"I talked to Robert today about getting out of my contract. He made it clear
that he wasn't going to let me out of it under any circumstances. I have
another twenty months to go on this one before I have any chance of getting
out of it."
 
Joe nodded. He wondered why his mother seemed so upset. Surely she couldn't be
this distraught over not being able to change jobs? When he'd asked her to see
if she could break the contract, he didn't childishly demand she do it; he'd
only suggested that she might be able to find something else that paid just as
well.
 
"There's more," she said, her voice quivering. Joe reached out and hugged his
mother, and she held on tightly to him for a long moment. Finally, the two
separated.
 
Erica reached over to the computer and double-clicked a file. Joe didn't need
to see much of it to know what it was about.
 
"You taped us?" he asked, misunderstanding what he saw.
 
Erica shook her head. "These views aren't even from the normal cameras. When
Robert had them install this stuff in the basement, he must have had them
install hidden cameras, as well. I guess he looks whenever anyone goes in that
bedroom area."
 
"Oh."
 
"Joe, he's blackmailing us. He wants *us* on tape. He said once a week, or he
sends the tape to the police. I'd go to jail."
 
Erica broke down crying, and Joe reached over to hug her again. He held onto
her until she was able to control herself, and then she gently pushed him away.
 
"I'm so sorry I got you into this, Baby," she said.
 
"It's okay, Mom. We'll figure a way out of this."
 
"I don't see how," she replied morosely.
 
*Me, either*, Joe said to himself, but kept that thought silent. He rubbed his
mother's arm, and then reached down to take her hand. She followed him meekly
as he led her into the bedroom.
 
"When you're making your videos, who runs the cameras?"
 
"Some guy someplace. I only know him as Dagger. I send him an IM, and he does
the rest. Why?"
 
Joe popped back into the computer room and saw it was the only name on the IM
program. He sent a message to him and waited for a reply, which took only a
few seconds. Then Joe went back into the bedroom, where Erica was waiting.
 
Joe moved over to her, and put his hands on her waist. "We might as well get
our once a week out of the way while we're down here..." he said with a smile.
 
Erica smiled softly at her son, and then hugged him close. She pulled back and
kissed him sweetly, and then, remembering the cameras, she kissed him hotly,
thrusting her tongue into his mouth and running her hands across his back.
 
Joe ran his hands through his mother's hair, then gently pulled her head back.
On camera, it would look more forceful than it was. He kissed her throat and
nibbled it, then broke free of her. He grabbed the hem of her shirt and yanked
upward, the force of his move causing her tits to bounce.
 
"They never record sound, do they?" Joe asked, recalling that all of the vids
he'd seen had overlaid music.
 
"No. I don't think there are even mikes in here."
 
"'kay. I just didn't want to scare you, I'm just playin' for the cameras."
 
"I know, Baby," she said.
 
Joe pulled her shirt the rest of the way off her body and flung it to a
corner. Then he reached down and unfastened her jeans. He pushed her backward
onto the bed, and she let herself fall akimbo, legs splayed.
 
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" she said, refusing to smile, though the
tone of her voice was clearly amused.
 
"If I've got to do it anyway, might as well have fun." He grabbed the
waistband of her jeans and pulled them off her, dragging her panties halfway
off her hips as he did so. He yanked the panties off the rest of the way, then
gripped her hip, flipping her as gently as he could while making it look rough.
 
He got up on the bed and unfastened her bra. He then rolled her over and
yanked it free, exposing her breasts to his gaze once again.
 
"Have I told you how beautiful you look, Mom?" he said with a mean face.
 
"Once or twice," she said, a look of dread masking her pleasure.
 
Joe got off the bed now and took off his clothes, staring his mother down,
daring her to move as he did so. She sat, eyes wide, waiting for his onslaught.
 
Joe climbed back on the bed and straddled his mother's chest. He felt her tits
pressing against his ass cheeks. Presenting his cock to her mouth, he said,
"Suck it," in an exaggerated way that might actually be visible on the tape.
 
Erica opened her mouth, and Joe pushed his cock inside. She wrapped her lips
around the shaft of her son's wonderful dick and began to suck. Joe moved his
hips, thrusting his prick in and out of her mouth, causing her to make sucking
noises as he moved.
 
Joe was too turned on for this to last very long, and he was soon right on the
edge of coming. With a grunt, he blasted his load into his mother's eagerly
waiting throat. Erica swallowed every last drop of it, but she kept on
sucking. Joe was a little sensitive, but she held onto his hip with the hand
that was hidden from the camera's view. She knew it wouldn't take much to get
her son hard again, and that's what she needed.
 
After only another minute, Joe was fully erect and ready for more. Only then
did she let go of his hip. When he looked down at her, his hard cock resting
against her lower lip, she said, "For the cameras. You only come at the end,
and you'll need to make it visible."
 
"Oh, right. Should I put it inside you now?" he asked.
 
"Whatever you want, Baby. This is your video."
 
"Can we do different positions?"
 
"Anything you like."
 
"Okay. Get on your hands and knees."
 
Erica complied quickly, but kept a look of fear and dread on her face, for the
camera's sake. Once she had assumed the position, Joe moved in behind her. He
aimed his cock for her pussy entrance, and slid home. Erica was wet and more
than ready for him, but very tight and velvety. Joe groaned in pleasure as he
sunk to the hilt inside her.
 
"Oh, god, Mom, you feel great."
 
"You're nice, too, dear. Better start fucking me soon, though."
 
"Right." With that, Joe started to thrust into his mother, his hands gripping
her hips for more leverage. Erica cried out in pleasure as her son's prick
reamed her hole but good.
 
Joe fucked his mother that way for a minute or so, but his knees started to
tire. He said, "Know any other good positions?"
 
"I do, but is it your legs that hurt?"
 
"Yeah," he said, as he continued to ram into her.
 
"Then... maybe we should go with normal missionary for the moment, to give
them a little rest."
 
"Sounds good to me."
 
"Smack my ass before you pull out," she said.
 
Joe did as he was told, and he felt his mother's pussy clench on him as he
pulled free of her. She rolled over onto her back and spread her legs as wide
as they would go. She turned her head to the side, as if she was too ashamed
to look at him, then she mumbled loud enough for him to hear, "C'mon, Joe, put
that nice dick back in my pussy."
 
Joe slipped inside his mother once again, and then he was fucking her just as
hard and fast as before. He supported more of his weight on his arms now, and
his legs thanked him for it. He enjoyed looking down at his mother's face,
even if right now it was masked with false fear. He could still see the lust
in her eyes for him, and that's what he longed for right now.
 
After a while, Erica asked, "Are you getting close?"
 
"Kinda. You?"
 
"Been close for a long, long time, Joe. Fighting it off. How do you want to
finish up?"
 
"I want to make you come," he said.
 
"That's a given at this point," she said without smiling.
 
"Can I come on your tits?" he asked, blushing just slightly at saying that to
his mother.
 
"That's a good one for the camera. Fuck me harder now, I want to come."
 
Joe slammed hard and deep into his mother, over and over again. In only
seconds, Erica was screaming out her orgasm, her body wracked with spasms as
her climax washed over her entire body.
 
About halfway through her climax, Joe felt his impending blow. He pulled out
of his mother and, remembering to move opposite the camera, he started to jack
himself off next to his mother. In only a few seconds, he let loose a torrent
of cum. His first shot did, indeed, land on his mother's breasts, but after
that, he couldn't help himself. He turned, and his next two shots landed on
Erica's face. After that, his strength tapered off, and the rest of his cum
slid down her chin and neck.
 
Once he was finished, Joe sagged, and then put a hand on the bed next to his
mother. He was breathing hard and was a little out of it.
 
When he had finally regained his senses, Erica was wiping his cum off her face
with a finger. She ushered it into her mouth and sucked on it. "Um... sorry,
Mom. I don't know what came over me."
 
"You're a good porn star, apparently," Erica said with a chuckle. "Facials are
always good endings."
 
"You're not mad?"
 
"Hell, no. It's only cum. It washes off... if there's any left to wash off..."
she said, sliding more of it into her mouth. "I love you, Joe. I'm sorry I got
you into this, but I'm not sorry I get to have sex with you once a week."
 
"More if you want it, Mom," he promised.
 
She sighed at the very thought of it.
 


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"I'm going over to Tracy's," Jamie said as she headed out the door. Tracy
lived only two houses down from the Bradens, and Jamie did plan on ending up
there... eventually.
 
For the moment, she headed around the side of the house and hopped the fence
into the back yard. Her mother had said that she was taking Joe to get some
new clothes. She'd asked if Jamie wanted to come along, but Jamie had other
plans for the moment.
 
After another five minutes of waiting, Jamie heard the car pull out of the
driveway. She counted sixty before hopping back over the fence. She did not
have a back door key - no one in the family did, actually.
 
Unlocking the front door, the first thing that Jamie did was to go into the
kitchen and try the door to the basement. It was, however, locked as usual.
She hadn't really expected otherwise, but it would have satisfied a lot of her
curiosity.
 
She thought about what to do next. She knew that she wasn't being told
something really important, and she wanted to know what it was. It annoyed her
that her mother and brother were hiding things from her.
 
*Like I'm a baby!*
 
Her irritation propelled her into her brother's room, and she looked around
for she knew not what. She didn't see anything obviously out of the ordinary.
Sitting down at his computer, Jamie deactivated the screen saver.
 
*If there's anything really screwed up going on, I'll bet it's in here.*
 
Joe had already moved the folder with his mother's videos on it into his
"normal" porn area, so Jamie didn't see that. She didn't even bother with his
porn collection; she'd known about it for over a year and had no interest in
it.
 
After ten minutes of randomly looking at file directories, she cursed. "I'm
never going to find anything this way." She sat back and considered what she
could try. It didn't take her long to come up with a thought.
 
"That's a bit far... but dammit, if he didn't want me to snoop, he should tell
me what's going on!"
 
Jamie double-clicked on her brother's email program, and looked in his Sent
Items folder. Most of what was in here seemed to be him sharing passwords to
websites with friends. She looked in a few of these, just to make sure they
were what they looked like.
 
Then, near the bottom of the list was an item to someplace called Fess Up.
"That looks promising," Jamie mumbled to herself as she opened it.
 
I recently started sleeping with my mother. Sometimes we videotape it. I feel
bad that we have to lie to my sister about it.
 
"Holy fucking shit!" Jamie screamed, and sat back staring at the screen. "So
*that's* what's been going on!"
 
Jamie sat still for a few minutes, trying to let the thought sink in. Then she
wondered, *Is this actually happening, or is he just fantasizing? How would I
find out? Ask him?*
 
After a little more thought, Jamie put Joe's computer back the way she had
found it. Then, she began to dig through his dirty clothes pile. If he was
fantasizing about their mom, he might have taken some of her underwear. After
digging through the entire pile and finding nothing, she stood up and
scratched her head.
 
"If he's not just bullshitting, then how do I prove it? Maybe something in
Mom's room?"
 
Jamie wandered down the hall to her mother's bedroom. She hesitated before
going in; this was a step up from invading her brother's privacy. Still, if
what she now thought was going on was true, they had both lied to her
big-time, and she deserved to know what was going on.
 
Jamie very carefully looked through her mother's dresser and nightstand, but
found nothing. Then she opened her mother's hamper, and looked in there.
Buried, about halfway down, she found what she was looking for.
 
"Joe's underwear," she said, holding them up at arm's length. Cautiously, she
brought them closer and sniffed at them. They definitely had the scent of
aroused male on them.
 
"Either Mom has a secret lover who is exactly Joe's size... or my brother is
screwing my mom."
 
Jamie shoved the underwear back into the hamper, and went into her own room to
think.
 
"So now, what do I do about it?"
 


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Jamie was already back home when Erica and Joe had returned. She had made a
brief appearance at Tracy's just in case her mother had said something to
Tracy's mom, but she'd not been good company, and had come home not too long
after going over.
 
Joe saw her watching TV as he came in and said, "Hey. How's Tracy doing?"
 
"Fine," she said, but did not elaborate. Joe stopped and looked at her, but
didn't say anything.
 
"Hey, Honey," Erica said to Jamie as she came in the door. "We got your
brother some nice new clothes. You should have come along."
 
Jamie looked at her mother and shrugged, then went back to watching her
program. Inside, she was seething that the others were trying to act like
nothing was going on between them.
 
*Dammit, I'm not five, I'm fifteen! Stop treating me like a baby!*
 
Erica looked at Joe quizzically, only to get a shrug in response from Joe, as
well. The two decided to let Jamie be for the time being, and took his new
clothes up to his room. The real reason for the clothing was that Robert had
made it clear that Joe would need to be as professional-looking as Erica was
herself, and his typical old jeans and a T-shirt weren't going to cut it most
of the time.
 
"What's up with Jamie?" Joe asked his mother when they were once again in
private.
 
"I was hoping you knew," Erica responded.
 
"Maybe she got in a fight with Tracy or something."
 
"That's possible. Maybe we should just leave her alone for a while, and see if
she cools down."
 
"Yeah, that sounds good to me. Thanks for the new clothes, Mom."
 
"Well, you were starting to need some... not that I like having my shopping
habits dictated by Robert," she said with a distinct frown. Joe walked over
and hugged her tightly, and she returned his embrace. When they parted, she
sighed. "Thanks, Joe. It *is* nice to be able to have some support for a
change."
 
"No problem. What's for supper?"
 
"Chicken and biscuits."
 
"Yum."
 
Erica laughed at her son. "I'll call you when it's ready. I know you missed
your computer and need to get reacquainted."
 
Joe shook his head in bemusement as his mother chuckled and left the room.
 
*So what the hell's Jamie's problem today?*
 


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Jamie's peculiar behavior continued for several more days. Joe did not see the
similarity between his previous behavior and Jamie's current attitude. He was
fairly happy with things now. Though he had not previously thought he would
ever see his mother sexually, having an available partner in the house had
certainly engaged his libido nicely.
 
Jamie, on the other hand, took note of his happy attitude and it made her more
surly and withdrawn. It came to a head one night at dinner.
 
"So how was school today, Sweetheart?" Erica asked her daughter.
 
"Okay," she said in a clipped tone. She had taken to answering in as few
syllables as possible.
 
"Any homework to do?"
 
"Did it already."
 
"How's your chem. class coming along?"
 
"Fine," Jamie said, rolling her eyes at her mother like, "*would you please
just shut up?"*
 
After a pause, Erica decided to try to get a rise out of her daughter. She
couldn't have anticipated how well it would work. "Any boys chasing after
you?" Erica said with a smile.
 
"No. What do you want from me, a play by play? Maybe you'd like to know when
the last time I went to the bathroom was?"
 
Erica was taken aback, but she pressed on, trying to calm her daughter.
"Jamie, calm down. I was just asking. It's just that you've been acting a
little funny the last couple days...."
 
"*I've* been acting funny?" she fumed. "You two have been weird for weeks, and
neither of you will tell me *anything*! So why is it okay for you guys to be
all strange in the head, but I have a couple bad days and the world comes to a
damn end! I hate this family!"
 
Jamie threw down her fork and stormed out of the kitchen, going up to her
bedroom. Erica looked at Joe in dismay.
 
"What was that all about?" she asked him.
 
Joe shook his head. "I have no idea. But I'm going to find out."
 
Erica looked at the clock on the wall. "Shit. I have to work tonight, a
special job."
 
"Special? How?"
 
"Every once in a while, someone requests a particular routine. Like, they
choreograph all the movements. Then I get the script, and I have to follow it
very closely."
 
"Does that pay better?"
 
"A little. I'm sure it pays a lot better to Robert."
 
"Do they ever make you do... like, kinky stuff?"
 
Erica chuckled. "Depends on what you call kinky. But nothing I haven't agreed
to in my contract."
 
Joe nodded. "Okay. While you're downstairs, I'll have a little talk with
Jamie, I guess."
 
"Try to calm her down a little... she seems very upset."
 
"I noticed," he said with a grin.
 
Erica rolled her eyes. "Eat your dinner."
 


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Joe walked upstairs and knocked on his sister's door.
 
"Go *away*!" she screamed through the door.
 
Joe ignored that, and opened the door. He found his sister sitting on her bed,
glaring at him.
 
"What do you want?" she demanded.
 
Joe closed the door behind him and leaned against her chest of drawers. "What
the hell's eating at you?" he asked in as reasonable a voice as he could
manage.
 
"What do you care? What, Mom too busy for you or something?"
 
"Mom is working," Joe said, missing the implication of her comment altogether.
 
"Figures."
 
"*What* figures?" Joe said exasperatedly. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
 
"Wrong with *me*? You're the one who suddenly told me that my mother has a
second job, that we need to save money, and then all of a sudden you're
distracted all the time, late to school, forgetting things... then you just
kind of went weird, and started ignoring me altogether! What's wrong with
*YOU*?" she demanded.
 
Joe did his best to absorb her tirade. He'd not realized that his behavior had
been that erratic. He could not, of course, tell her what was going on.
 
"Look, Jamie, it's just-"
 
"Don't bullshit me, Joe. I know you're sleeping with Mom," she said, and then
blinked, because she wasn't sure that she'd meant to say that.
 
Joe went pale. He didn't even think to deny it this time. "How did you..."
 
"You didn't give me any choice! I went snooping. I found your underwear in
Mom's hamper."
 
"That can't be all you found," he said astutely. "That wouldn't be enough."
 
"No, it wasn't. I also found your email to Fess Up. Why the hell would you
*tell* people about that?"
 
"I had to tell someone, and that was anonymous."
 
"So you were telling the whole world, but not *me*? I'm your goddamned
*sister*!"
 
"And I figured you'd react badly, just like you're doing. I was trying to keep
you from getting upset!"
 
"You motherfucker!" she said, not quite intending the perfectly accurate slur.
"Get out!"
 
Joe retreated from her room, and closed the door. He went down to his own
bedroom, and sank down onto the bed. He wasn't sure what to do now. He
couldn't talk to his mother, because she was busy working, and probably would
be for a couple hours, if her previous evening sessions were any indication.
 
After about twenty minutes, Joe heard Jamie's door open. He didn't look to see
her pass by, and so was a little startled when his bedroom door closed.
 
"Do you want to know what really pisses me off?" she said, her voice under a
little better control.
 
"Okay..." Joe said, sitting up and looking at her expectantly.
 
"I always thought, if you were gonna screw someone in the family, it'd be
*me*."
 
Joe's mouth dropped open. *She's jealous???*
 
"Uh... would you actually want that?" he asked.
 
Jamie rolled her eyes at him. "Joe, I've told you every single sexual thing
about me, ever. I told you when I had my period, when I first masturbated...
why do you think I told you all that stuff? Hell, when I told you that I'd
masturbated, I was kind of hoping you'd ask to watch!"
 
Joe was floored by this admission. He'd not seen this side of Jamie before.
 
"I didn't know."
 
"God, you're dense. And so you went and screwed Mom instead. What am I,
chopped liver?"
 
"It didn't happen that way, Jamie. Honest."
 
"Then what *did* happen?"
 
Joe motioned her to sit beside him on the bed. "You remember the other night
when we got into that fight over the TV program?"
 
"Yeah, I thought you were being weird."
 
"Jamie, Mom's a stripper."
 
"What?"
 
"That's her 'second job'. Only it's not a second job, it's her only job. She's
not actually a webmaster, and never has been. Our basement is a film studio
for her to make her videos in."
 
"So a couple weeks ago, what happened?"
 
"I found her videos online. I figured we were desperate for money, and she had
taken a second job, which is what I told you.
 
"Well, Mom found out that I knew about her, and while you were at your band
tournament, she took me downstairs to talk about it. She showed me the whole
layout."
 
"And?"
 
"Well, I asked to watch her do it. I mean, I'd seen the videos, I just wanted
to see it in person. One thing led to another."
 
"Uh-huh."
 
"What's worse is that the guy who runs the website she works for is a
sleazeball. Somehow, he got tape of me and mom, and he's blackmailing her now.
We have to keep doing it on camera every week now, or he'll send the tape to
the police."
 
"Shit," Jamie said.
 
"Yeah. So that's it."
 
"But you're obviously not doing Mom *just* on video. Unless she's started
doing videos in her bedroom..."
 
Joe turned his head and blushed. "No. I didn't say we were only doing it on
video. Mom's got needs, you know."
 
"So do I, Joe," Jamie said in a pleading voice.
 
Joe turned back to her, and she was pulling off her T-shirt. He watched as her
bra-clad chest came into view. Jamie wasn't as endowed as her mother, but she
still had a nice pair on her. Joe leaned forward as Jamie finished shucking
her top and placed a hand on either tit. He squeezed them gently, and Jamie
moaned in pleasure.
 
"God, that feels good," she murmured.
 
Joe moved toward her, and slid his arms around to her back. He unfastened her
bra, and then pulled it off her arms, exposing her bare tits to his view.
 
"Damn, Jamie, you're beautiful," he said in awe. Jamie blushed as Joe's
fingers reached out to tweak her nipple. She squeaked as he did so, and she
fell back as he gently pushed her down onto the bed.
 
"Have you ever done it before?" he asked.
 
Jamie shook her head. "I was waiting for you to take a hint. I don't have my
cherry, though."
 
"That's okay." He leaned down and very slowly pressed his lips to his
sister's. She responded immediately, kissing him back hard. Joe let his tongue
slip from between his lips and pressed it against hers. Soon she got the idea
and opened her mouth to admit the wet wanderer.
 
As his tongue began to dance against hers, Joe's hand slid down Jamie's body.
He reached her waistband, and unbuttoned her jeans, then unzipped them. He
slid his hand inside her pants and ran his fingers over the front of her
panties. Jamie moaned into his mouth and rolled her hips to press herself
against his fingers.
 
Joe pushed his hand gently between her legs inside her jeans, and slid his
finger along her moistening slit. Her panties were quickly soaked through, and
he knew she was ready for more.
 
Sitting up, Joe took hold of Jamie's jeans and panties at the waistband. He
pulled them both down and off her body. As he dumped her clothes to the floor,
Jamie spread her legs apart. Joe looked upon his sister's pussy for the first
time, and he thought it was beautiful.
 
Joe slid onto the bed between Jamie's legs, and moved his face just inches
from her pussy. Reaching out with his tongue, he slid it tenderly against her
outer lips. Jamie cried out and rolled her hips, trying to make more contact,
but Joe wouldn't let her. He backed off until she settled, and then he moved
in again. As he made contact this time, Jamie once again cried out, but did
her best to keep her hips still; she didn't want him to remove his tongue this
time.
 
Slowly, Joe pushed his tongue in-between Jamie's pussy lips, seeking her hole.
After a few moments, he found it. He stiffened his tongue and pressed it to
her hole, wiggling the tip to excite her.
 
Excite her, it did. Jamie could no longer control her hips, and they began to
press upward, forcing her pussy into her brother's face. This time, he didn't
back off, but used her actions to help push his tongue into her very tight
pussy. Jamie gasped as it made its way in, and she was soon wriggling above
him in pleasure as his tongue wiggled inside her.
 
Joe could tell his sister was close to coming. He pulled his tongue out of her
pussy to the accompaniment of a groan of loss on her part. When he slipped his
tongue upward onto her clit, however, she screamed in pleasure.
 
"Oh, fuck yes!" she hollered.
 
Joe flicked her clit repeatedly with the tip of his tongue, then laid his
tongue flat and slid the entire length across her little bud. Before he
reached the tip of his tongue, Jamie was screaming in orgasm.
 
"Oh, god, Joe, that feels so goddamn good!" she cried as her shudders began to
subside.
 
"Do you want more?" he asked, rubbing her stomach and smiling down at her.
 
"I don't think I can take more right now!" she admitted. "But isn't there
anything we could do that wouldn't involve my...you know... pussy?"
 
"Well, you could suck me off," he offered, "but then you'd have to wait for me
to get hard again, which would take a few minutes..."
 
"I can live with that," she said. "What do I do?"
 
After a little guidance from Joe and some clothing removal, Jamie's hand was
wrapped around her brother's cock, sliding up and down. Slowly, she lowered
her head into his crotch, his cock slipping into her open mouth. After about
half of it was inside, she closed her lips around his dick, and then began to
slowly slide off him. When she reached the head of his cock, she ran her
tongue around it, and flicked the tip a few times. Then she began to lick the
sides.
 
Joe was in heaven; Jamie was doing a wonderful job on his dick, and the
feelings were just incredible. He hoped she never stopped.
 
Soon Jamie's mouth returned to Joe's prick, and she began to slide her mouth
up and down on his shaft. Joe grunted in pleasure, trying to keep his hips
steady, as he had the strong urge to thrust.
 
After only a short while, Joe knew he was losing the battle. "Jamie... gonna
come..." he grunted.
 
Jamie wasn't quite ready to swallow cum yet, so she pulled off of him, and
started jacking him off with her hand again. She watched his face as it
contorted with the onset of his climax. She watched in fascination as his
white, sticky cum spewed from his dick and landed on his stomach, his leg, and
her hand.
 
After Joe started to come down, Jamie giggled and said, "That looked like you
enjoyed it."
 
"God, Jamie, you've got no idea! That was fucking awesome!"
 
"I'm glad I did it right," she said. She was still jacking his cock, but
slowly.
 
Joe noticed that he wasn't getting soft like he usually did. He thought
perhaps they wouldn't have to wait after all.
 
"C'mere, Baby," he said in as soft and sultry a voice as he could pull off.
Jamie quickly moved up beside him on the bed. He rolled on top of her, and she
readily spread her legs for him. As he looked down at her, he paused.
 
"Are you sure?"
 
"Definitely."
 
Joe positioned his cock at her entrance, and then looked into her eyes. He
continued to keep his eyes locked on hers as he pressed himself deep into his
sister's pussy. He watched her eyes go wide as she first felt him enter, and
then her eyes became hooded, in what he was sure was lust.
 
"That feels so good inside me, Joe. Oh, god, I've wanted this for so long.
Fuck me good!"
 
Joe began to slowly move inside his sister, letting her adjust to the feel of
having a cock in her most private of places. Jamie mewled at him, loving the
new feelings he was giving her. As he sensed that she was ready for more, he
increased his speed slightly.
 
"Oh, yeah," she sighed. "So good."
 
Joe leaned down and kissed his sister as they continued to couple. She pushed
her tongue into his mouth, and their tongues danced wetly back and forth. Joe
wrapped his arms around her and rolled, bringing her on top of him, but he
kept thrusting his hips until they broke their kiss.
 
Jamie pushed herself upward, and rested her knees on the bed, her brother's
dick still deep inside her.
 
"What do I do?" she asked.
 
"Rock back and forth," he suggested. Jamie did, and saw stars.
 
"Oh, fuck," she said in awe.
 
At that point, Joe started to thrust again.
 
"Oh my fucking god!" Jamie replied to his movements. When he reached up and
began to massage her tits, she was just lost in pleasure.
 
Jamie began to move faster on her brother's dick, thrusting herself down onto
him, and letting his hips push her off him again. They moved in unison, both
of them moving toward climax together.
 
The teens started to moan and grunt more loudly as their movements became more
passionate. Jamie was pushing herself down onto Joe for all she was worth, and
Joe was bucking back up at her just as hard. Swiftly they were reaching their
peak.
 
"Oh, god, Joe, I'm coming!" Jamie screamed, and then wailed in bliss as her
orgasm washed over her. Joe, feeling her pussy clamp down on his dick,
couldn't hold back any longer, and pulsed a hot stream of jism deep into her
pussy.
 
Once he'd settled from his climax, Joe looked up at his sister, who was just
beginning to come down from hers. He pulled her down against him and kissed
her. She was barely capable of responding, but she did. He rolled them to the
side so they could lie together more comfortably.
 
"Wow. I didn't know it was gonna feel *that* good," she said after a minute or
so.
 
"Heh. It's not always that intense... or at least, not for me."
 
"Oh? Mom's not as good as me?" she said coyly.
 
"I'm *not* going there!" Joe said with a smirk. Jamie giggled.
 
Getting a little more serious, Jamie said, "I don't think we should tell Mom
about us."
 
"Why?" Joe said, curious.
 
"Well, I'm not *sure* she wouldn't be mad, for one thing. For another... she
didn't tell me she was a stripper, so why should I tell her what I'm doing?"
Jamie got a devious look on her face.
 
"Uh... okay," Joe said, not wanting to upset the apple cart.
 


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When Joe came downstairs - Jamie was taking a shower - and saw his mother in
the living room, he went to sit next to her.
 
"Did Jamie tell you what's bothering her?"
 
"She was annoyed that we were both kind of ignoring her. I think maybe I
should pay her a little more attention for the next few days."
 
"Hmm. Good idea. We wouldn't want her to get suspicious."
 
Joe blushed, but his mother didn't notice, as she was busy kissing him at the
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In her room, Heidi Gellar growled at her screen. She had wasted over a week
trying to find information about Erica Braden. Without more background
information to start with, she was unable to do a proper search. She didn't
even know what Erica Braden looked like.
 
"But I do know all about Joe. Maybe, just maybe, whatever it was he said he'd
found out about his mother is somehow attached to him. It's a long shot, but
I'll try just about anything at this point."
 
Heidi remembered the look on Joe's face when he'd mentioned to Mrs. Castor,
the teacher, that he had discovered a secret about his mother. Heidi had
considered all sorts of scenarios, but had no proof of anything so far.
 
Opening the folder that contained everything she knew about Joe Braden - which
she kept in her desk drawer - she sat down to work inputting information into
her own specialized search engine.
 


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"Oh, god, Joe, that's so good," Jamie said as he entered her.
 
"Shhh. Mom might hear you!" he hissed.
 
The two were having sex for the second time that afternoon. In the six days
since Jamie had found out, they had screwed at least once a day.
 
"Oh, shit, yeah, right there," Jamie cried.
 
Just then, the door opened. Joe didn't quite hear that, but he did hear his
mother's voice.
 
"I hope this is a homework project," she said. Jamie tensed, but Joe heard the
chuckle in her tone.
 
"Um, yeah, Mom," Joe said. "For biology class."
 
"I see. Well, I don't want to interrupt your studies. Dinner is in twenty
minutes." Erica closed the bedroom door and walked away, shaking her head in
confusion and amusement at the same time.
 
"What the hell?" Jamie asked.
 
"Don't worry about it," Joe replied. "Worry about *this*," and with that, he
thrust deep inside her pussy. Jamie screamed in pleasure, and the two were at
it once again.
 


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"You're not mad?" Jamie asked her mother.
 
"It would be a little hypocritical of me to be mad at you for having sex with
your brother when I'm doing the same. I suppose I could yell at you for trying
to steal my guy, but..."
 
"He told me that you guys have to do it."
 
"Yes, we do. And," she said with a sigh, "So do you two."
 
"Huh?" Joe asked, confused.
 
"That's actually why I was coming to your room, Joe. Discovering you two was
a... happy accident. It makes what Robert's demanding somewhat easier."
 
"What does that prick want now?" Joe said, angry.
 
"He's demanding video of you and Jamie together. He knows all about my family.
Of course he can demand anything he wants at this point. We're in deep shit."
 
"There's got to be a way out of this," Joe insisted.
 
"What's the problem?" Jamie said. "Camera or not, I don't mind having sex with
you."
 
Joe blushed, and Erica grinned. Then Joe said, "You say that now, but what
about ten years from now when that video of you is still floating around out
there on the Internet?"
 
"You have the same problem..."
 
"It's just not the same for boys, Jamie. It never has been."
 
"He's right," Erica said. "I had to think about it when I started. You need to
think about it now."
 
"What's the point? You just said we have no choice. So why think about it? I
might as well just lie back and enjoy it, so to speak."
 
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"Heidi, what are you doing in here?" her mother asked. "It looks like freakin'
Cape Canaveral."
 
"It always looks like this, Mom."
 
"Yeah, but you're not always... what are these computers doing? I know we give
you a lot of leeway, and I'm not worried about our Internet bill, but..."
 
"I'm just running an Internet search on somebody."
 
"Who?" her mother asked, sitting on the edge of a desk. She looked around her
daughter's workroom - though there was, in fact, a bed in it, no one called it
a bedroom - and sighed at the level of sophistication of her daughter's
"hobby".
 
"Someone I know at school."
 
"A boy?" her mother pried.
 
Heidi blushed crimson. "Yeah."
 
"You could just go up and talk to him..."
 
Heidi's blush got even deeper. "Mom! You know I can't."
 
Her mother sighed. "I know, Dear. I just wish you'd step outside your comfort
zone once in a while. What are you hoping to find?"
 
"Whatever I can. Something that will help me talk to him."
 
Her mother looked at her dubiously. "Okay, Sweetheart. Dinner's in an hour.
We're having pizza."
 
"'kay."
 
"Don't irradiate yourself or something," her mother said with a chuckle, and
left her daughter to her obsession.
 
"Parents," Heidi said with disdain.
 
About ten minutes later, one of her computers beeped. She slid her chair over
in front of it and looked at the search results. They were all disappointing;
none of them were even relevant to "her" Joe Braden.
 
In the midst of her swearing, one of her other systems beeped. She moved over
to that system to take a look. This particular computer had been running for
two weeks on the same query, because it was doing a visual image search of the
Internet. She was aware how long that could take, and certainly had not
expected it to yield results so quickly.
 
"What have you got?" she asked her computer, clicking on the link. She could
tell it led to a password-protected system, but that had never stopped her
before, and it didn't stop her now.
 
"Video?" she asked herself, surprised. She downloaded it, and then
double-clicked the icon.
 
"What the - Holy Shit!" Heidi watched for several moments before she was
absolutely certain of what she was seeing.
 
"That's definitely Joe... who is... is that his *sister*? Damn but she's got a
body on her," Heidi said, despairing at her own lesser form. Heidi watched
with interest for some minutes, paying close attention to Joe's naked body.
She could feel her body trembling, and it took some time before she realized
that her hand was inside her pants.
 
*Might as well make the best of it*, she thought to herself, and brought
herself to three orgasms before the video was finished.
 
Once she had cleaned up and sat back down in front of her computer, she smiled
to herself.
 
"Well, I don't know what your mother did, but I know what you're doing. Maybe
if I show you how much I know about you, you'll be interested in me."
 


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"Hey, Joe," Jamie said, sitting down next to him at lunch. They were sitting
outside because it was a nice day out.
 
"Hey. How's it goin'?" he asked.
 
"Same old shit," she replied.
 
"Your language has loosened up a bit lately," Joe noted.
 
Jamie shrugged. "Lots of things on me have been loosened up lately," she
replied with a grin. Joe tried not to spill his juice.
 
"Not here!" he hissed.
 
Just about then, Heidi walked up to the two teens and sat down across from
them.
 
"Hi," she said quietly. Jamie gave her a curious look, and Joe just mumbled
hello while he ate.
 
She looked between the two of them for a long moment, trying to figure out how
she was supposed to approach the subject. She didn't think, "Hey, nice videos
you guys made," was a good start.
 
"So, do you guys always eat lunch together?" Heidi tried, just to get people
talking.
 
"Not usually," Joe answered, "but sometimes."
 
"Why?" Jamie asked, suspicious.
 
"Just curious," Heidi said as nonchalantly as she could. "See, I was doing
some looking on the Internet the other day, and I kinda saw some other stuff
that you guys do together, and - "
 
"Not here," Joe warned.
 
Jamie was more direct. "Shut your face."
 
"Hey, look," Heidi said, "there's no reason to treat me like that. I'm just
saying that I know about you guys."
 
"I said *shut up*!" Jamie said, leaned over and slapped Heidi hard.
 
"Ow! You stupid bitch!" Heidi was angry now at being harmed. Then she said
something she should not have. "Maybe I should have just made an announcement
on the PA!"
 
Jamie fairly leaped across the table and tackled Heidi. The two tumbled to the
ground - luckily it was grass - and started wrestling and punching each other.
 
"Hey, knock it off, you two!" Joe yelled, and got up to try to separate them.
Suddenly, the girls rolled and knocked Joe off his feet. He tumbled to the
ground, hurting his shoulder.
 
Once he'd gotten his bearings, he reached over to try to separate the two. He
was tugging on his sister, trying to pull her off Heidi, when they all heard
the principal's voice over their shoulders.
 
"All right, what the hell is going on here?"
 
*Oh, shit,* thought Joe.
 


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