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touching you that I got earlier, but there’s a chapter on oral sex as well. Now, I know how you two feel about going too far on film,” she said, raising a hand to stop us before either Kurt or I could object. “But I’m not looking to go all out here. I just need a few softer pictures of genital kissing. Something sweet and affectionate. You two seem to be crazy about each other, and I think your feelings would translate well to film. What do you say?” She looked at us, one eyebrow raised, and Kurt looked at me.
    “Mel? What do you think?” he asked, his deep voice rumbling in his chest. I realized that he was leaving the decision completely up to me and had a moment of panic.

    “Do, uh, would you like to?” I asked him haltingly, feeling my cheeks grow hot with a blush.

    “Very much,” he murmured, reaching out to stroke my cheek. “But only if you want to.”

    I made a decision I hoped I wouldn’t regret later. “We’ll do it,” I said, turning back to Lisa. “As long as it doesn’t get too, uh, involved.”

    “No, no, just something soft focus and gentle, that’s all I’m looking for,” she assured me. “If you’re both ready, we can get back to it.”

    Kurt and I nodded, and then we had to shed our bathrobes for the second time that day. It was harder this time, although I didn’t know why. Lisa’s staff was so quiet and unobtrusive that I hardly noticed they were there anymore, and Lisa herself couldn’t have been more professional. I think it was because I had been letting the forbidden feelings I had for Kurt expand in the past hour or so like I never had before. I’d been squashing those feelings for a good five years, and it was scary to realize how quickly they could take root in my heart and grow once I let them. I stole a quick glance at my stepbrother, wondering if he felt the same, but Kurt’s face was hard to read. His deep blue eyes were faraway as he shed his robe and joined me on the bed.

    “Okay,” Lisa directed, putting down her water bottle and picking up her camera. “Kurt sitting on the edge of the bed and Melanie sitting between his legs on the floor. Let’s go, people.”

    We did as she commanded, and soon I was eye to eye with my stepbrother’s impressive equipment. I had been feeling his cock rub against me for the past hour, but this was the first time I’d gotten a chance to examine him closely and I liked what I saw. His shaft was thick -- I mean, really thick -- almost the circumference of my wrist at the base, and he was probably somewhere between nine and ten inches long when fully erect, which he certainly was now. The plum-shaped head was still beaded with pearls of precum, and I wondered how much of that slippery fluid he’d gotten inside me while we were fake fucking earlier. For some reason, the idea of his precum -- or his cum for that matter -- going inside me, actually shooting inside my pussy and filling me up, was an incredible turn-on. I could feel myself getting wet and hot again just thinking about it, and I wondered if Kurt had imagined it too.

    Unfortunately, Lisa didn’t seem to feel the same way I did. “Wipe it off -- get rid of it,” she said, motioning to the pearly drops on the tip of Kurt’s cock. “This is going to be a highbrow book -- we have no place for cum shots,” she explained when we looked at her questioningly.

    Kurt reached between his legs, but I beat him to it. “Let me,” I murmured, wrapping my fingers around the base of his shaft.

    He blew out a breath and stared down at me as if he couldn’t take his eyes off me touching his cock. “Sure, Mel. Be my guest,” he breathed.

    I didn’t know where I got the nerve, but before I could stop myself, I leaned forward and lapped the head of his cock. His warm, musky flavor, slightly salty and a little bitter, exploded across my tongue just as I heard the click of the camera.

    “Excellent,” Lisa murmured, adjusting her lens. “Again, please, Mel. And