Step Sister Corruption 211 – 220

Step Sister Corruption Part 211 – Day 118 Awkward Talk

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Gabe

There is one universal rule that most families never ever talk about…..sex.

Yes I know I know I’ve fucked my step sister…..and mom. God me admitting to that makes us sound like we’re from the back woods or something.

But I have not and will not in any manner fuck my step dad. No. Not huh. Not gonna happen.

That’s one cardinal rule that will remain a cardinal rule.

There’s not enough money OR alcohol to make me reconsider that notion.

But I was about to break a different cardinal rule….I’m about to talk to dad about his daughter….naked.

It’s bad enough I’ll be talking to my dad….and my mom about Kel’s failed offer but even weirder that I’ll be asking them to assist in creating a shared site and maybe assist in helping Kel and the rest of the girls get Muschi contracts.

Still if I can pull this off I can shove it in Morgan Guzman’s face. And he’ll hand over his companies recruitment list and I can possibly expand this endeavor.

I had already received Morgan Guzman’s email about his bet with me as I drove home though I dreaded the upcoming conversation.

Maybe I should go out back and dig my own grave for the talk so dad can bury me ass up so he at least has some place to park his bike or something. If he had a bike that is. No, knowing dad he’ll go buy a bike just so he can park it in between my exposed ass cheeks.

I cringed at the thought.

But I had to do it and I had to do it today because I think he’s going on another one of his business trip’s tomorrow….and without mom…. Again.

Meaning shortly one way or another my mom will convince me to fuck her again.

Not too sure how I feel about that at the moment.

Nor do I know if my cum is addictive or potent like Dr. Braxter is thinking. Maybe I should tell my mom before she even thinks of trying to seduce me. Don’t want my mom to be the mother of my kid(s) by accident….that’ll be weird….and definitely make us be back woods.

Maybe I’ll give Dr Braxter a call and schedule a full on test to confirm so I have no doubts if I am addictive or not.

I got home in relatively a decent amount of time and was currently standing outside of the house trying to psych myself up to get this over with….or you know go with my hole idea.

I stood outside what felt like an eternity before I gathered up the courage to take my first step towards the house. Then another. And another.

It wasn’t long before I found myself in the house to be welcomed by a wonderful smell as my mother was obviously cooking and my dad was on the sofa watching TV.

I looked around to see it was only mom and dad, the chitlings must be upstairs or something.

My dad paused whatever he was watching and addressed me, “How’s it going Gabe?”

My mom heard my dad and spoke from the kitchen, “Gabe’s here?”

I smiled at dad, “Hey dad.”

I walked further into the house as I was only standing at the entrance and sat down next to my dad.

Better get this over with.

I sighed and spoke before dad can turn on whatever he was watching…..I looked at the TV to see he was watching the highlights of a college game. “I came here to talk to you and mom about something.”

My dad whose thumb was on the remote button about to hit play stopped mid push and looked at me quizzically before he set the remote down and looked at me, “Oh?”

I nodded, “It’s about Kel.”

He looked at me before I added, “And some girl’s.”

I obviously peeked his interest as I added girls but the only thing that came out of his mouth was, “Ookkkkkkk……”

My mom came out of the kitchen, “Hey sweetheart. How’s my big boy?”

I looked at mom, ignoring her inflection on big, and spoke my statement to her now that she was out of the kitchen, “I need your’s and dad’s help.”

She looked at me and sat down next to my dad, “What can we do honey?”

I sighed, “It’s about Vuse.”

My dad looked at me and nodded, “Ok Lay it on me.”

I sighed and briefly spoke about Vuse and their current offer.

Both my parent’s listened intently on the meeting. The offer to convert Kel into a possible pornstar, which I saw concern and fury in my dad’s eyes. My initial ploy to use Kel’s online presence to secure a sponsorship saying her remaining an online content be her’s and the benefit of her presence securing more viewers to travel to Vuse’s site, my dad smiled at me seeing that I was putting Kel’s best interest at heart.

Then I went into how my conversation peaked more girl’s over to my side as they wanted a sponsorship themselves and not wanting to be turned into porn stars. I watched my dad’s reaction as he blinked at hearing that I got more girl’s and to be their agent.

Then I went over to the conversation from late this morning and our back and forth of agreeable terms that both Vuse and the girl’s could agree on and finished with their current demand.

My mom was the first to snap yalova escort out of whatever she was thinking and spoke, “So what do you need from us honey?”

I ran my hand through my hair as the next part was going to be uncomfortable for me, “Yeah I was hoping dad might be able to help me build a site like yours mom…..and maybe help get the girl’s a Muschi sponsorship.”

My mom instantly blushed as my dad looked at me slack jawed.

It was no secret of my mom’s ‘ahem’ rather impressive website as they both had let my mom’s site slip more than once over the years.

My dad spoke, “So let me get this straight. You want me to ‘help’ you build a site where my daughter will be,” he nearly hissed out the next words, “displaying her nude body?”

I gulped at my dad’s obvious outrage but nodded as I nearly whispered, “Yes,” and I spoke more clearly, “And the other girl’s as well.”

My dad looked at me with fire in his eyes as he stared at me making me wish I was somewhere else…..like the moon. The moon was probably safe from his wrath at the moment.

My mom saved me and put her hand on my dad’s hand as she spoke, “Jason, dear, I’m sure Gabe wouldn’t have come to us if he didn’t have a good reason. Is that right honey?”

I nodded furiously like I was a bobble head.

She smiled as she continued trying to calm down her husband, “Gabe has explained to us Kelly’s situation and his obvious protection of his sister keeping her from the porn world. Just let him explain why he needs our help.”

My dad sighed and looked at my mom, “You’re right honey.” He turned his attention, “I’m sorry Gabe you were explaining this idea.”

I nodded, “Right. I don’t have the expertise to create a website like what mom has. I was hoping you could help create a site like mom’s. Use mom’s studio for the girls. Have Jesse help do makeup and everything for them. Upload their content to this new site and link their current account’s to this new one.”

My dad sighed, “Ok run me through how this will help my daughter and your new client’s?”

I cleared my throat, “Right. This will help them pull themselves out of their amateurish into the moderately good looking semi professional. Get them more money. Expand ALL of their content. And maybe just maybe help them each get sponsorships as a whole from Muschi and other companies willing to sponsor them and stick it to Vuse who think they can dupe each of these girls out of their hard earned money.”

My mom, “I’m confused how I can help?”

I ran my hand through my hair, “Yeah about that. I may or may not have dropped your name to Vuse saying your one of my client’s.”

My dad stood up, “YOU WHAT???”

I recoiled in fear.

My mom looked at me dumbfounded.

I quickly spoke, “I only did it to make that asshat at Vuse think I wasn’t some newbie agent.”

My dad was looking at me like I lost my fucking mind but eventually he sat down and calmed himself, “You didn’t agree to your mom doing porn?”

I nervously shook my head, “God no. I just dropped her name saying she was a client and using her fame to solidify a partnership with Muschi for the girls. That’s it.”

My dad looked at me but he still looked pissed. He took a few breaths before he sounded somewhat composed before he spoke, “Ok so you need our help to create a site for ALL these girl’s. Right?”

I nodded.

He continued, “And use of your mom’s studio?”

I nodded again.

My mom spoke, “And Jesse’s help?”

I nodded.

My dad sighed, “And you doing this will help,” he groaned as he spoke the next words, “my daughter get more exposure?”

I nodded too scared to add anymore than I already had.

My mom and dad looked at each other before my dad looked at me, “How long do I have to decide?”

I spoke unsure what the right answer is, “Ummm I was hoping sooner rather than later. The quicker I can raise these girl’s profile up the more money they can get.”

My dad groaned but looked at me, “Let me think about it. I’m not saying yes but I’ll look into it and see what we need to do.”

I nodded and stood up ready to leave as my mom spoke, “Stay for dinner Gabe.”

I looked at her and thought it was the least I could do.

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Step Sister Corruption Part 212 – Day 118 Ginger talks to Her Husband

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Sarah aka Ginger

I stood in our bedroom well after dinner and had already kissed my girls leaving them to their devices before they went to sleep.

I looked at my husband, Jason, as we ourselves prepared for sleep.

We had a unique dinner with my son as he came to us nearly begging us to help him with, more or less, pimp out not only his step sister, Jason’s daughter Kelly, but eight other girls on the internet. A thing that my husband obviously couldn’t keep out of his mind as the mood at the dinner was very awkward. So awkward both our daughters quickly excused themselves to hide upstairs from their father’s wrath, happy it wasn’t yalvaç escort directed at them. It was clearly focused at Gabe….and maybe himself.

I had known that Kelly was called over to Vuse to possibly get a sponsorship but both Jason and I knew that they would offer something else when Gabe brought the dilemma towards me as I helped him smooth over the conundrum to my husband. Both Jason and I called it as we assumed that Vuse would offer his first little girl for porn and not some simple sponsorship like they thought it would be. So I made Jason go over and fill in Gabe as much as possible to protect Kelly from that exact thing they wanted from happening.

Hell even Vuse had contacted me, or Jason, about coming in to expand my audience and do porn myself but we always turned them and the other porn houses down as I had built up a respectable audience to where, at least now, had a respectable amount of followers that their memberships alone netted us enough money to where we could be comfortable….not enough to be retired unfortunately.

I may or may not have expensive tastes and that’s the reason Jason always says I can’t retire nor can I stop creating my level of content.

Though with Jesse out due to her having triplets and us not able to find a person who could do all that Jesse does our level of content has slowed down as of late as Jesse had helped me create enough content to where I nearly worked 24/7 all the way up until she went into the hospital to make up the difference for us being down when we originally found out that Jesse was pregnant and carrying triplets. Then we just trickled the content spreading it out having enough content to be slowly released for the next few months until she was ready for us to be up and running again.

All of which was Jason’s idea and pretty ingenious. I swear that man can be devilishly cunning when he puts his mind to something.

And I was hoping with the right motivation he could help Gabe with his problem.

Though Gabe’s problem I knew irked and gave Jason the wrong feelings.

I just needed to help Jason see the other side of the picture.

As much as I want to protect Kelly from the world. My first priority was helping my son. Which also helps Kelly as well.

I looked at Jason, “So honey what do you think of Gabe’s proposal?”

Jason threw the extra pillow from his side to the ground like he nearly always does though this time he may have used a little more force as he threw it to the ground and nearly growled at me though he didn’t say anything.

I could tell he was still irritated but also knew he was thinking.

I continued, “I think his idea is better than Kelly doing porn. Don’t you?”

He just eyed me as I mentioned his daughter and porn in the same sentence.

I ignored it instead of twisting the knife and refrained from using Kelly and porn in the same sentence as I spoke, “You have to admit it does help your daughter.”

He growled, “I still don’t think having my daughter expose herself on the internet is the right thing babe.”

I folded my arms at him, clearly ready for a fight, “And why not?”

He looked at me dead pan, “Because you know as well as I do that doing what she’s doing will only hurt her future.”

I looked at him thinking oh no you didn’t yet I simply spoke, “And me doing it is completely fine?”

He looked at me, “Come on honey, what we agreed on and what Kelly and Gabe are doing are completely two separate things.”

I looked at him, my own fire exposed, “No it’s not JASON,” he winced at my inflection of his name, “it’s exactly the same thing. I’M exposing my body to the world that YOU convinced me to do. And for what? To fattened our pockets because we bit off more than we could chew with your endeavors. I didn’t have to do anything. But I agreed so WE didn’t go bankrupt and didn’t have to live off the streets with OUR family.”

Jason was slowly deflating as I reminded him of our decisions, mainly HIS decision to do this RANCH house out in the middle of bum fucked nowhere.

We couldn’t afford the land. We sure as fuck couldn’t afford the house as most of OUR normal channels was just beginning to bring in money to where we could live semi well in the city.

Then we moved and it was nice but quickly found a lot of spots that were in desperate need of updating but we were just barely making the payments thinking it was enough to do little bits here and there….ourselves.

That quickly changed as we hired people to do most of the modifications but that costed money….money we didn’t have.

Then after exhausting just about every avenue to do everything and me trying to find a job with two toddlers was impossible.

That’s when Jason suggested WE try to do our own porn which at first was pretty unsuccessful as we didn’t get much of a following. It was when we noticed when I did solo videos where we saw a slight increase in viewers. We built on that and built.

Then we lucked out on my current studio and started doing yenibosna escort videos from there slightly raising our presence instead of at home where we could get caught. I kept doing videos and videos until we had a decent following where the idiot somehow got money to renovate our studio and then somehow we got our first sponsor.

Then the continued working and getting another sponsor. Then more work and getting enough to bring in Jesse as an INTERN and us learning to expand. The more work and more as we tried different things.

Then we created my own site and started putting the majority of MY content there and putting little snippets and teasing photos on ALL my accumulated channels all of which pointed to this new one. That’s when the REAL money start coming in and getting more and more sponsors.

Fast forward to now.

I continued, “So HOW is ME doing porn and KELLY doing it two separate things? WE aren’t. The ONLY difference is WE can help her and protect her from our own experiences.”

Jason looked at me, “But this isn’t protecting Kelly, Sarah. It’s endorsing and enabling it. How can Kelly make a life with her photos and videos out there in the open?”

I scoffed at him, “This isn’t the 1900’s Jason! We’re in the 21st fucking century. More than 70% of the girl’s out there have gravitated towards adult content in some form or another. It’s more accepted now than it was over 50 years ago. If we don’t help Kelly or Gabe they will find another way to be stupid and do something worse. Think about it. If WE help Kelly expand her viewer base and HELP her get more followers she will be self independent. She WON’T need to have a career. She’ll have a career and if WE help her gain a lot of followers then unlike us she can retire at an early age. Isn’t that something you want for your daughter? To be independently wealthy and retire before we can?”

Jason was silent for a moment as I clearly saw the gears in his head turning at my remarks.

I kept going, “I mean all WE have to do is let Kelly and Gabe’s newest girl’s use OUR studio with the assistance of Jesse. Create a website for them. We link their website to ours as a shared account giving OUR members a chance to see their content for a modest increase. We keep maybe 10 or 15% and the rest goes to them. Have them do the same thing I’m doing just putting teasing videos and photos on all their accumulated accounts, if they have more than one, linking it to my site and viola the girl’s have a site. Gabe gets some money for his idea. And the girl’s each get a cut. If we can build it like mine and you talk to our current investors and sponsors about a possible franchise then they have sponsors. It’s a major win-win.”

Jason scratched his head as he thought of everything that I didn’t know that goes behind the scene.

Eventually he sighed, “I’ll have to look into our budget and talk to the webmaster to see how much it’ll cost to do that like we have done for us.”

I smiled and nodded now that I knew he was onboard. Usually when he said I’ll have to look at the budget usually that was a yes……. though not always.

But I had a good feeling this time it was Yes.

He looked at me and tried to be frisky, “You know it’ll help convince me if we have some fun time before I go on travel tomorrow.”

I looked at him, “Oh no mister. Because of your little comparison you get to sleep on the couch. I’m not in the mood.”

He frowned, “Really?”

I grabbed his pillow, “Yes really. I was going to maybe entice you but your little flub guaranteed you sleeping on the couch.”

He looked at me, “But babe I didn’t mean it like that.” He moved in closer on the bed and wrapped his arms around me knowing it’ll make me melt, “Come on baby!”

He kissed my stomach and I felt my normal butterflies flip flop in my stomach.

He slipped a hand in my nightie quickly finding my nipple as he continued kissing my bare stomach before palming my breast in his hand as he fondled my flesh.

Damn him for knowing how to turn me on.

Granted it doesn’t take much to rev me up thanks to all the supplements I take in order to keep my body in tip top condition.

I felt my normal tell tale signs and my emotions that pissed me off wear off as a certain section started to moisten.

He slipped my nightie up exposing my breasts to the room as his mouth easily enveloped my nipple causing me to groan as the sensations licked my brain and made my knees go weak.

He’s lucky I love him or I wouldn’t let him touch me like he’s doing after pissing me off….fucker.

No, I had to remain strong.

I ran my hands through his impossibly short hair until I semi had a good grasp and pulled him away from my breast to have him look up at me. I spoke, “You promise to help them?”

He smiled not answering as his free hand slipped underneath and started to lightly tickle my lower lips making whatever control I had slip away from me and make me want him to take me as I moaned out to the added sensation.

Fuck why couldn’t I be stronger.

If I was stronger I sure as fuck wouldn’t have fucked my son….or watched him fuck Kelly……or snuck a peak all the times he fucked the various girl’s. If I was stronger I wouldn’t have begged my son fuck me nor would I constantly want him after my first time…..or a second time.

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