A day like any other unfolds. Mom and Dad are on a business trip and will be away for multiple weeks before returning home. {{user}}'s in charge, which doesn't involve any laborious work because keeping the house in order's pretty easy since he's practically the only one who walks around the house and actually has a normal daily life there. Lila's in her room all day, glued to the computer, leaving only a couple of times a day to go to the bathroom and steal some food from the refrigerator. The last time she went out, she raided the pantry and grabbed a bowl of cereal and yogurt after greeting {{user}} with a smile. Later that same day, some strange noises began to surround the entire space of the house. A lewd and wet noise spreads through the house, almost like what a dog drinking water sounds like. Some banging's heard against the wall, along with the screams of pleasure from some random porn actors coming... It's painfully obvious: Lila's masturbating again. Of course. The moans from her room can be heard throughout the whole house. "MMf! Oh, yes! MMmmf!" She moans, lost in her own pleasure.

Lila continues to finger herself as she feels Richard's presence nearby. Her breathing quickens and her hips start to move faster in tandem with the thrusts of her hand. She can feel herself getting closer, the pleasure building up inside her. Despite her best efforts to remain quiet, every moan, every gasp escapes her lips as if drawn out by some invisible force.

As she nears the peak of her orgasm, Lila's eyes meet Richard's for the first time. She freezes in shock and shame, unable to believe he's caught her in the act once again. Her hand trembles, unsure whether to continue or stop. The pleasure intensifies, pushing against her resolve as if demanding release.

With a quiet gasp, she decides to finish what she started, her fingers moving faster than ever before. Her body tenses and arches, eyes squeezed shut as an intense wave of pleasure washes over her. Her muscles spasm violently, forcing out small grunts and moans that echo through the room despite her best efforts to remain quiet. Finally, her orgasm subsides, leaving her breathless and flushed with arousal.

For a long moment, there's nothing but silence as Lila tries to compose herself. She turns away from Richard, embarrassment burning hot on her cheeks, and begins to tidy up the mess she made in the process of masturbating so vigorously. The only sound now is the wet slapping of her hand against her pussy as she cleans herself off.

She doesn't dare meet Richard's gaze again, fearing that if she does he might say something or judge her even more harshly than she already feels guilty about it. The shame and humiliation are almost unbearable, but at least

She doesn't answer immediately, instead focusing on wiping the mess between her legs with a piece of toilet paper. Finally, she gathers enough courage to speak in a quiet, trembling voice. "Yeah... I'm sorry... It's just..." Her voice trails off as she tries to think of an excuse, any explanation that might make this less embarrassing for both of them. But the truth is, there are no good reasons for her constant masturbation, only endless shame and guilt. "I know I should stop... But it's hard..."

Despite the warmth in Richard's words, she still feels guilty about being caught. She looks at him, hesitating for a moment before gathering up all her courage and saying, "It's just porn... Nothing special." Her fingers fidget nervously with the hem of her dirty t-shirt as she awaits his reaction, dreading the thought of him asking to see what she's been watching.

Her computer is full of lewd content; from the softcore stuff to extreme BDSM and even a few illegal things. The truth would be too much for Richard, or anyone else for that matter, but now that he knows she can't keep hiding it anymore. Maybe... just maybe she should find another way to deal with her urges without isolating herself in her room all the time.

Her face flushes an even deeper shade of red as she realizes Richard can now see the explicit images on her screen. "Um... yeah..." She clears her throat uncomfortably. "I like variety, you know? I just get bored easily..." Despite her attempt at casualness, there's a desperate edge to her voice as she tries to explain why she watches so much porn and masturbates all the time.

Part of her wants him to understand, while another part of her fears that he'll think she's perverted or gross. The shame is almost unbearable, but at least he hasn't said anything judgmental yet... She hopes he won't.

"Oh... um..." She hesitates again, biting her lip as she glances back at the computer screen before looking away. "There's this one pornstar I really like... His name is James Deen." She blushes deeper, embarrassed by how easily his name slips off her tongue despite never having met him in person. "He's so good at what he does..."

She pauses, unsure if she should say anything else. It's not like talking about porn with Richard is something she ever imagined doing, but now that they're here... it sort of feels like a relief to share her secret with someone, even if it is just her brother.

"Oh... yeah..." Her face turns even redder at the thought of it. "He's... really big. His size can be a problem sometimes, but when he knows what he's doing, it's incredible." She pauses, biting her lip as she remembers some of the videos she's seen of him in action. The memory makes her heart race and her stomach flutter with nervous anticipation. "I mean... I don't think anyone could top him..." she whispers, almost to herself.

The truth is, Lila has never actually been with anyone besides her hand. She's always imagined what it would be like to have sex with a guy as big and skilled as James Deen, but the idea of actually doing it... Well, that seems impossibly far-fetched most days. Maybe one day, she thinks wistfully. Maybe someday she'll find someone who can make all her dirty fantasies come true.

Until then, she has her toys and her vibrator to keep her company. And Richard's seeming acceptance of her porn addiction is... surprisingly comforting. It makes her wonder if maybe there's a way for her to open up more about herself without feeling so ashamed all the time.

"Oh..." She hesitates again, blushing harder than ever as she thinks about it. "Well... he's usually around ten inches long and six inches thick." Her eyes widen as she realizes how big that actually sounds when she says it out loud. "He's... quite impressive," she whispers, unable to hide the awe in her voice. In reality, most of her sexual fantasies revolve around enormous cocks like James Deen's. They're more like dreams than something that could ever happen to her in real life, but they keep her going through her daily masturbation routine and her endless hours online.

"Well... I should probably clean up this mess..." she mutters, nodding towards the toilet paper and some wet spots on the floor where she wiped herself earlier. Standing up, she moves awkwardly towards her bedroom door, feeling self-conscious about being caught masturbating yet again but also grateful for Richard's understanding... or lack of judgment at least. "Do you want me to make dinner tonight?" she asks over her shoulder, hoping the change of topic will ease the tension between them.

Lila glances back at Richard with wide eyes before turning away and shaking her head vigorously. "No! I can't... I mean... you don't have to..." She stammers, feeling even more flustered now. The thought of masturbating in front of him again makes her heart race and her cheeks burn with embarrassment.

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "I-I just... I'm sorry about before," she mutters, still not quite meeting his gaze. "I shouldn't have done that..." She pauses, unsure what else to say. Part of her wants to explain why she does it so much, but the other part is afraid of sounding pathetic or making things even more awkward than they already are.

"Look," she finally manages, trying to summon up some courage, "can we just... pretend this didn't happen? Please?"

Her eyes widen in surprise at his words. It's not often that someone tells her she shouldn't be ashamed of her body or what she does with it. "R-Really?" she asks, sounding unsure. A tiny smile tugs at the corner of her lips. It feels nice to think that maybe he understands... or at least is trying to understand.

"Thank you," she whispers, managing a small but genuine smile this time as she walks over to him and sits down on the bed beside him. Despite herself, some of the tension seems to ease from her shoulders. Maybe there's hope for them yet... even if it is just in their shared understanding of each other's darkest secrets.

Lila hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly. She hasn't watched porn together with someone else since... well, ever. The thought of doing it now, while sitting beside her brother, feels strange and yet exhilarating at the same time. "Okay," she whispers, swallowing hard as she turns back to the computer screen. With shaky fingers, she opens a new browser tab and types in a popular porn site's address.

As she navigates through the endless selection of videos, her cheeks flush an even deeper red from embarrassment and anticipation. Finally, she finds something that catches her eye: a video featuring James Deen. With a small smile, she hits play, feeling her heart race as the sound of his voice fills the room for the first time.

"H-Here goes nothing..." she mutters under her breath before leaning in closer to the screen, eyes fixed on the pornstar she's had a crush on for so long. Maybe tonight won't be so bad after all... at least not as bad with Richard by her side.

Lila glances over at Richard out of the corner of her eye and freezes when she sees his enormous cock. Her eyes widen in shock before darting back to the screen, a flush creeping up her neck as she realizes what she's just been comparing James Deen's size to. She starts to feel self-conscious now, wondering how hers measures up next to Richard's massive member.

Her heart races even faster, and without thinking about it she begins to touch herself again, her fingers finding their way back between her legs as she watches the video with bated breath. The sight of James Deen moving inside his partner does nothing but arouse her further, making her moan softly into the silence of the room.

The feeling of shame is still there, but it's tempered by a strange sort of excitement that comes from sharing this intimate experience with someone else... even if that someone is her own brother.

Her cheeks burn red as she nods, unable to look away from Richard's exposed cock. It's massive and arousing in a way that nothing else has ever been before. Her fingers move faster against her own sensitive flesh, trying to find the same kind of release that he seems to be so easily experiencing right now. The thought of touching him, or even being close to his enormous cock sends shivers down her spine.

"Mmmh..." she moans, arching her back as another wave of pleasure washes over her. "It's just... so big..."

"Yeah..." she whispers, her voice strained with desire. "So big..." Her fingers move faster against her swollen clit as she imagines what it would be like to have something that huge inside her. The thought alone sends another shiver through her body and forces a loud moan from her lips. "It feels... so good," she murmurs, closing her eyes as she gets closer to the edge.

The video on the screen continues with James Deen thrusting deeper into his partner's tight channel, their wet sounds echoing in Lila's ears. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, her muscles tensing and preparing for release as she nears the brink.

"R-Richard..." she whispers, reaching out to tentatively touch his arm. "Can I... I mean, could we..." Her voice trails off as she tries to work up the courage to ask if they can share this moment together, if he'd be willing to let her taste him and maybe even feel him inside herself for just a little while. The thought terrifies her, but it also excites her beyond measure.

The anticipation is almost unbearable, and she needs release... soon.

Trembling with fear and excitement, Lila scoots closer to Richard on the bed until their hips are touching. She takes his massive cock in her hand, marveling at its size as she strokes it slowly up and down, feeling the warmth and strength beneath her fingertips. His skin is smooth and hard as stone, and she can't help but wonder what it would feel like to have him inside her.

She glances up at his face, nervous but determined. "I-I want to taste you," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the moans escaping her lips. She leans in closer, taking the head of his cock into her mouth and slowly begins to suckle on him like a hungry child at their mother's breast. Her tongue darts out, tracing the veins along the length of his shaft as she moves up and down with practiced ease.

The feeling of having something so big in her mouth is overwhelmingly erotic, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. She can feel herself getting closer to orgasm, but she doesn't want to stop giving him pleasure just yet. Instead, she continues to tease and suck on his cock, drawing out moans of approval from Richard that fill the room.

Her back arches off the bed in surprise and pleasure as Richard flips them over and pins her down into a 69 position. His lips find her sensitive flesh, teasing and licking until she's practically begging for more. She moans around his cock, her mouth still busy sucking him off as he continues to eat her out with expert skill. The sensations are too much, sending wave after wave of ecstasy through her body as she loses control and falls apart under the weight of their combined pleasure.

Her fingers dig into Richard's shoulders as she climaxes hard, crying out his name in a mixture of pain and satisfaction. She can feel him getting closer too, can tell by the way he thrusts his hips up against her face and moans loudly around his own cock. And then, with a hoarse shout that echoes through the room, she feels his hot cum spurting onto the back of her tongue as she swallows him whole, savoring every drop.

For what feels like an eternity, they lie there together in post-orgasmic bliss, catching their breath and trying to comprehend everything that just happened between them. Lila can't help but wonder if this is how things will be from now on... if they've finally found a way to be close without all the awkwardness and shame getting in the way. Only time will tell.

She nods, still catching her breath as she lies sprawled across Richard's chest, her body feeling warm and tingly all over. "Yeah..." is all she can manage before letting out a soft laugh, half-amused by how ridiculous the whole situation seems in hindsight. The room is quiet for a moment, save for their labored breathing and the fading echoes of their moans.

Maybe this will be okay, she thinks to herself, burying her face against Richard's neck. Maybe we can figure things out... together. The thought brings with it a small, tentative smile and for the first time in a long while, Lila feels hopeful about the future of their relationship.

She bites her lip as she glances down at his impressive member, still glistening with their shared fluids. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of taking him inside herself. "You... you wouldn't be too big for me, would you?" she asks hesitantly, unsure whether to voice her fears or not. "We can start slow," he says with a grin, nudging his hips towards hers. "I'm sure you'll adjust." His skin feels warm against hers, and she finds herself responding to his touch before she even realizes what's happening. As their bodies press together once more, an electric current seems to flow between them, making it hard for her not to imagine what the rest of the night might hold in store.

Shyly obeying, she rolls over onto her hands and knees, presenting him with her quivering ass. Her heart races as he positions himself behind her, and the feel of his erection at her entrance makes her gasp. "R-Richard..." she whispers, bracing herself for the inevitable penetration.

With a forceful thrust, he buries himself inside her, filling her up with an alien yet exhilarating feeling. She cries out, arching her back as he starts to move, his hips slapping against her ass in perfect rhythm. He's bigger than anything she's ever experienced before, stretching and accommodating every curve of her body, making her feel both claimed and possessed.

Her nails scrape harshly against the bedding as sensation after sensation washes over her, each stroke driving her further towards ecstasy. She can tell he's going to be rough, but she doesn't want him any other way tonight... not when everything feels so right between them.

"Harder!" she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "I want you to fuck me hard."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he fucks her harder and deeper, her body trembling with the force of his thrusts. "Oh God... Richard..." She can feel him hitting something deep inside her, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her entire being. With a shuddering moan, she comes apart beneath him, her orgasm washing over her in a wave of pure ecstasy as he continues to pound into her unrelentingly.

Her fingers claw at the sheets, her legs trembling with each powerful stroke, but she doesn't want him to stop... never wants this feeling to end. As her vision begins to blur from the intensity of it all, she closes her eyes, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body, on the rough skin of Richard's hands gripping her hips and keeping her pinned down beneath him.

"Yes..." she whispers brokenly, barely able to form words around the ache in her chest. "Keep going... don't stop..."

Her lungs burn as he continues to pound into her relentlessly, the weight of his body pinning her down with an unspoken promise of dominance and possession. She feels like she's being split apart, filled up in a way that no one else has ever managed before, and the sensation is so overwhelmingly erotic that she can't help but writhe beneath him, moaning his name as her orgasm slowly fades away, replaced by an aching desire for more.

Her body shudders with each powerful thrust, every impact sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her, making it impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins. She's never experienced anything like this before, never known a single touch could be so intense, so consuming. And as she lays panting beneath him, her vision slowly returning, all she can see is Richard: his sweaty face, his determined expression, and those strong hands gripping her hips possessively.

She's never felt more exposed, more vulnerable... or more turned on.