Natalie Makes A Movie

Note : This story is completely fictional!

 After cleaning up in the kitchen Natalie entered the living room to find Kimberly haphazardly sprawled in the lounge chair and Mark on the couch. It was obvious to her, that given their dejected looks, that they were bored. "Are we bored?"
"Yeah," they said in unison and smiled at each other.
"Hey, I got an idea! This should cheer you up." Natalie saw the
questioning gleam of hope in their eyes. "Why don't we make a movie?"
"About what, mom?" Kim asked, enthusiastic at the idea.
"I got to think about that," their mother answered. Climbing the stairs she turned on the landing, "Let me change into something a bit
more comfy while I do that." She disappeared up the stairs.

Their wasn't much discussion as each pondered what kind of movie she had in mind. When she came back down Mark stared at her outfit.
The outfit she had changed into was a bit revealing, not that he minded, and he stared at the thin white cotton top with five buttons,
two of which were undone at her neck, tied in a knot at her midriff.
The shadowy form of her breasts, their silhouetted shape, were clearly visible under the bright ceiling lights considering it was extremely tight.
Noticing his stare she asked, "Hey, you like this?" She modelled the outfit which was an ensemble of tight cotton top and white cotton biker shorts. "How about we do one on you guys taking a shower?"
Mark was more than enthusiastic about the idea. He often wondered what a girl looked looked like without clothes. He could see the
bumps on their chests, wondered what they really looked like, and he also wondered if they had any hair between their legs. "Yeah, mom,
super!"
"Mom," Kim asked sheepishly, "whose gonna see this?"

Retrieving the camera from the cabinet next to the couch she turned her head around, replying, "Don't be silly, honey, we are."
Getting up from the lounge chair her breasts jiggled against the
loosefitting teeshirt. "Let me think about that." Walking towards the
kitchen she turned as she pushed open the door, adding, "I'm gonna make a sandwich."
Stooping by the cabinet Natalie allowed Mark to see how tight her outfit really was. With her legs spread for support he could see, as
he just happened to look down, a bump permeating at her covered crotch. She turned to him, handing the camera towards him, asking him to take it from her. Then she said, "Could you help me up?"
Extending his hand towards her he assisted his mother in getting up from her precarious position. In his hastening assistance to her
extended hand his hand glanced off her breast. To his surprize she just smiled. Shock befuddled his senses when she sat down on his legs and turned to him.
"So, you like the idea, huh?" She asked resting her arm on his shoulder.

"Yeah, mom, sounds like fun," he replied eagerly as he moved a hand upward trying to free it. Freely it slid against her covered breast. As it moved upward a button popped open. He looked down seeing the flesh on the top of her shapely breasts. He wondered if she just might let him touch it. Casually he rested the hand on the covered part. His other hand, being free, rested on her knee.
"Well," she said, trying to get comfortable, "I got some great ideas."
Her sudden repositioning caused his hand to swipe against the bare
flesh of her partly exposed breast. Trying to act casual, thus hoping to avert any chastisement, he slowly slid the other other hand
between her legs. He was startled when she spread her legs a little.

With her squirm his hand slid inward flattening itself against the material covering her crotch. Her squirm also allowed his hand to
slip beneath the partly open top, popping the fourth button. He felt the entirety of her breast glancing his fingers against her nipple. "Like what, mom?" Amazingly he was shocked she didn't
say anything as his hand probbed the soft flesh and his fingers attempted a probe of her crotch.
"Wait until Kim comes back," she answered, squirming a little allowing his hand to fondle her breast, "and I will tell you."
Returning to the room, munching on a ham sandwich, Kim mumbled, "I
got an idea! Mark and me take a shower together." She looked at where his hand was as Natalie quickly recomposed herself.
"Hey, sis, I like that!" Mark blurted out. He would finally get to actually see a naked breast and would be able to find out if they
had any hair between their legs. Though he realized that, even without her risque idea, he would be able to view the completed film.
So, either way, he would see her without clothes.
"Wait a minute, smarty," she quickly answered, "don't get your hopes up. We wear blindfolds."
"Okay, sis," he lamented. Thinking a second he blurted out, "But I get to see you naked anyway!"
"Not really," she said, "cause the curtain will be closed so all you get is a shadow. Ha!"
"Hey, come on, honey," Natalie lamented, "you ain't no fun. No curtain just naked flesh."
"Yeah, yeah," Mark chimed in. Tossing around a few ideas in his head he added, after some deliberation, "Wanna join us, mom?"
"That might be a possibility," she answered a little amused at the prospect of it. Getting up from the couch allowed his hand to swipe against her crotch. Requesting their presence upstairs she climbed the stairs. Turning on the landing she requested, "Kim, be a dear, and bring the camera."

Mark handed her the camera just as she reached for it. When she snatched it from his grasp his hand palmed against her orange-sized breast allowing him to finger her covered pouty nipple. Eventually he
realized, as his swiped against it, he would get to see it exposed.
Glancing at the covered triangle formed at her crotch he knew he would get to see what was there as well.
As the three of them walked down the hallway Natalie suggested they
change into their robes and she would set up the camera. As they entered their respective rooms Natalie grabbed the tripod from the
closet and set up in the bathroom. As they came into the bathroom Natalie saw the small tent in his robe. "Okay, off with the robes."
"Blindfolds, mom," Kim rebuked.

"Oh yeah," she giggled, "I forget those didn't I?" She handed them the blindfolds which they put on. Knowing they were unable to see each other she again told them to take off their robes. Anxious to see what they had to offer she prodded them to hurry as she was wasting tape.
Mark, as he nudged Kim's arm, remarked, "Oh no."
"Yeah, mom," Kim added, "you gotta take them off." She advanced towards her mother. "Take mine off first."
"Yeah, mom," Mark smiled, "and remember tape is rolling."
Knowing exactly what he meant by his comment she undid the tied sash of her daughter's robe, slipping a hand beneath the terrycloth material. Feeling frizzy pubic hair Natalie smiled allowing her hand to probe against her puffy mound. "Oooh, sweetie, nice, really nice." Slipping the robe off her shoulders she studied the naked body before her. As Kim was sideways to the camera it filmed her hands massaging the small breasts.
Kim stepped aside as Mark came over. Here was a chance for him to
touch his sister. He so wanted to satisfy his curiosity but she averted his hand by turning away allowing it to glance off her butt.
Undoing the sash of his robe Natalie probbed her hand inward feeling his stiffening penis and tightening balls. Laughing, allowing her hand a generous feel, she quipped, "Oooh, are we a bit
excited?"
With her hands reaching upwards, excited at the thought of it, Kim
slipped her fingers beneath the elastic of the blindfold. "Fuck this!" With that she flipped it off her head.
"What she do? What she do?" Mark questioned hastily.
Natalie answered with a giggle. "She took off her blindfold."
"Can I do that?" He asked.

Kim stopped his hands, replying, "No you can't." Moving around him, wide, she whispered into her mother's ear.
"Yeah, okay, if that's what you want to do, sweetie." Grabbing the tripoded camera she mentioned the idea to Mark. "Yeah," she cautioned as they returned downstairs, "you keep that thing on."
Setting up the camera in the center of the room and stationing her daughter behind it for filming capabilities Natalie grabbed Mark's shoulders and flipped him to face her. As Kim zoomed in on the flaying erection Natalie whispered as she bent towards him, "Take off my top." As he undid the last button, she added, "Do remember that
tape is rolling, Mark."
As he untied the knot at her midriff she slipped out of the top forcing his hands to fondle her breasts. He could feel their round shape as he probbed his fingers against her nipples causing them to
take on a hardened pronouncement.
Hearing her whisper again he had a little trouble discerning what she said. Had he heard her right? Was she actually asking him to remove the cotton biker shorts? If he had heard his mother correctly
he'd finally, possibly, get to find out if they did have hair between their legs.
"Oh, mom, wow," Kim commented as she came in front of the camera.
Stepping behind her brother she quiped, in full view of the camera lens, "How about if I do this?" Natalie giggled as Kim's hands slipped around his waist, bending forward resting her breasts against his back, and fondled them against his genitals. A few seconds later she moved her hands, snickering with a smile, "What about this?" She whipped off his blindfold. turning him sideways, disavowing any view, she plopped into the lounge chair, quickly reclining it.
She quickly covered her sexuality as he turned around to look at her. Disappointed he looked at his mother. Her breasts were exposed
and he marvelled at how nice they actually looked.
Natalie jiggled them a little with her hands and then went to adjust the camera for a view of the lounge chair. "Hey, Kimberly," she chortled, "want to get racy?"
"Maybe, mom," she answered still protecting her modesty with her hands, "whatya have in mind?"
"Just this, sweetie," Natalie replied, "you let Mark fondle that
gorgeous little pussy while he takes off my shorts."
"This I gotta see," Kim smiled as she moved the hand covering her
breasts. Separating her legs, letting them hang to the sides of the
chair, she moved the hand protecting her crotch resting it on the arm.

His eyes saucered as he looked at his sister lying naked, exposed for his pleasure, before him. Slowly he studied her breasts, seeing her nipples constrict upward, and massaged his hands against them. They were soft, cushiony, as he felt her nipples swell against his hands.
Looking towards her legs he saw she had hair there. It was light blonde in color, frizzy, and thatching itself atop her slit. He smiled at her and probbed his hand against it. So, as his fingers probbed every inch, every fold, he wondered if they only had a little
hair there.
As his fingers probbed her slit he, asisted by his mother, took off her tight cotton biker shorts. His hand slipped downward into her shorts, feeling the soft hair that covered her crotch, and he probbed her mound as well. "Wow, mom, this is great!"
"Yeah, I thought you might like it, honey," Natalie laughed allowing a generous feel of her quivering vaginal flesh. With his help she quickly slipped out of the shorts exposing herself completely
to his scrutiny.
Feeling bold, as he fondled her slit, probbing its depths, Kim grabbed hold of his hard erection. Feeling the slimeyness of his precum she asked, as she began to stroke its length, "What happens if
I do this?"
"Do it long enough, sweetie," Natalie giggled stepping a bit closer to the chair, "and you will find out." Trying to hasten her
daughter's curiosity she slipped a hand between his legs and began to
manipulate his tightening balls.
Mark felt a tingling deep within himself. Deciding to tempt fate,
tempt reprisal, he probbed against their slits and slipped fingers
past their vaginal lips. Feeling himself cumming he pumped furiously
with his fingers, causing them to cry out in pleasure, just as his white, hot, sticky, liquid spritzed itself onto his sister's stomach.
Within a few seconds of her feeling the hot sticky liquid she began to convulse, just as her mother did, and they both spurted out vaginal fluid. "Oh god," Kim pleasured at the feeling, "I never imagined."
"Yeah, sis, neither did I," Mark agreed.
"Well, that's what happens," Natalie chuckled as she allowed them both to fondle her sexuality. As she felt pleausre at their probbing hands, over every inch of her body, she chuckled, "Damn, now that is
some movie!"