Family Ties/Jessica Jacob talk B 1
From Create Your Own Story
You ignore your brother's plea.
"Were you actually watching her?"
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.
"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 as he is.
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 here 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 realize 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.
"Don't say that. That's not nice Jake."
Your brother rolls his eyes as you chastise him. You may agree with him but 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.
"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 a laptop yet.
"How long?"
Jacob squirms after your terse question.
"Um... let me explain first."
You reposition yourself, angling your body between the screen and your brother for 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. To cut to the chase, I asked her for a picture and she gave me a great one. She sent me a picture 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!"
"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. 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. "And then what'd you do?"
"I couldn't even believe it at first. I was obsessing over some girl on the internet 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 didn't want to stop looking. She cammed with me a couple times but I didn't cam her back because she couldn't know it was me. She didn't really like that 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.
"That's really weird Jake."
"I know that. But... well, you're here too. You can't really talk."
You notice as Heather comes into view again, 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. If you know that spying on her is wrong then why are you still doing it?
