Page 20 of Four in the Family

“No, you don’t get it,” Janine continues with a grin, propping herself up on her elbow so she can look me in the eye. “I passed the other tests as well. This has pulled my GPA up by so much that I’m not on academic probation anymore! I’m going to graduate on time!”

“Whoa,” I say. “That’s amazing news!” I’m filled with happiness for my sister because she deserves it after working so hard. “Let me see,” I demand excitedly. We sit up and Janine pulls her laptop over to show me the school portal’s interface. I beam at all the B’s and C’s flickering on screen. Janine will never be a straight A student and that’s okay because not everyone is destined to be a stellar performer. It’s just not my sister’s thing. And by the looks of it, it’s not necessary either: all she wanted to do was graduate on time, and now that will come to pass.

“This is great!” I exclaim. “Wait, what’s that?” I ask as I see an email notification pop up.

“Oh, just an email,” Janine dismisses, wanting to get back to the celebration of her grades.

I squint.

“No, look,” insist. Just before the notification times out and dissolves, we both see that the email is from Twin Fest, and the subject line is “NSFW – Not suitable for work.” How intriguing.

“Quick, open it,” I say, blinking with curiosity. I have no idea what it is, but I have a strong feeling it has to do with that crazy party we ended up at. It was so wild and hot, and I still can’t believe it really happened. Janine nods, and opens her email account with lightning speed before going straight to her inbox, and clicking on the icon from Twin Fest. Our eyes race along the lines. The email is short. All it says is:

Dear VIP Guests,

Thankyou for taking part in our exclusive event. Please find your event photos by clicking the link below. Your password xp34j^. Please do not share this link or your password with anyone else.

Regards,

Twin Fest

Just like the email says,it ends with a link.

“Click it, click it!” I whisper, my heart starting to race. Janine is excited too, and I can tell by how her hand trembles as she operates the scroll pad. She clicks the link, enters the password, and we watch as a download bar appears on the screen. Then her laptop screen suddenly goes black.

“Shit!” Janine curses, getting up. “Stupid crappy laptop.” It’s a very old machine, and it wasn’t great even when it was new. Just a cheap one our parents could afford. These days, it needs to be plugged in to handle large files, so if this is such a large file, does it mean the download contains pictures? Or even videos? I’m impatient to find out.

“Come on,” I egg my sister on as she fumbles with the power cord.

“I’m trying!” Janine protests, sitting down at her desk as the screen lights back up. We both sigh with relief. What’s more, now that the power cord is connected, the download bar fills up quickly.

Janine clicks on the file once it’s done. I’m standing behind her, looking at the screen over her shoulder, but I lean forward impatiently as the laptop whirs, taking forever to display the file’s contents. Janine thrums her fingers with anticipation.

Finally, after what feels like forever, a list of .jpeg files appears, listed in numeric order on the screen. Yep, they’re pictures, alright!

“Oh my gosh,” I breathe, as Janine hastily clicks “open all.”

“Holy fuck,” my twins gasps.

“Wow,” I chime in, my eyes like saucers.

At first, it seems okay. There are a couple of innocuous photos in the beginning. There’s me holding hands with Jason, and Janine with Tucker as we laugh and smile with the Ferris wheel’s sparkling lights in the background. But after the first few shots, our screen is filled with raunchy photos from the secret party at Twin Fest. My heart is in my throat as I take in the contents.

I see about a dozen of me dancing, leaning forward with my hands on my knees as I bounce my ass on Jason’s cock. My face is a mask of rapture, my eyes closed and my mouth open. My huge tits have half fallen half out of my top and are almost completely exposed. Jason is looking down at his hard shaft disappearing into my pussy, his eyes aroused as he bites his lip. I can’t believe how graphic these pictures are. It’s so incredible that all of this was captured.

“Wow, it’s in really high definition,” Janine whispers. She’s right. The throbbing veins on Jason’s cock are visible and the skin of his cock shimmers wetly with my juices. “You look so hot, like you’re in some filthy rap video,” she gasps, a note of admiration in her voice.

“It’s funny you say that,” I hum, “because that’s exactly what it felt like to me. Like I was in some kind of dirty porn almost.” I’m trembling slightly from the arousal these pictures are causing me, and the memory of that night.

In one of the pictures my pussy is in full view, the slick lips of my swollen vulva wrapped tightly around the girth of Jason’s staff. One of his hands has the material of my miniskirt bunched in his fist, up on my lower back. He’s leaning backwards slightly with his other hand by his side, watching my huge ass wobble as I grind on him. I’m in mid-thrust in this picture, his cock only half inside me. I think this picture must have been taken towards the end, when Jason was close to orgasm, because his balls look swollen and tight, like they’re ready to blow their load inside me.

But then, Janine keeps scrolling, and a new set of photos appears.

“Oh look, there’s you and Tucker!” I breathe.

“Ohhh,” Janine breathes, clicking through the pictures, “we lookgood.” And they do. Janine’s hair is all sexy and damp from sweat and is covering part of her face, and her mouth is open in a perfect, pornstar pout. Her huge boobs are falling out of her skimpy top and her legs are up around Tucker’s waist, exposing how his cock is sliding into her dripping pussy. In a couple of pictures, I can see his hands cupping her ass cheeks where he holds her as he fucks her up against the tent pole.

“Holy shit,” Janine whispers, her voice thick with lust. She’s feeling just as aroused as I am.

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