The whole day was uneventful for me. I mostly listened to my sister and her friends chatting and teasing each other while they hung out.
Before I knew it, dawn finally crept in.
I was lounging on the couch, watching my favorite series on TV when Mom came home.
"Hey, sweety!" I heard her call out.
Looking over my shoulder, I smiled. "Hi, Mom."
"Aren't you supposed to be away this weekend?" she asked.
"I was, but… now I'm home."
I told her everything that happened between Enny and me. She came over and sat beside me on the couch, trying to console me.
"It's okay, sweety. She wasn't even worth your love." she pulled me in for a hug. "I never liked her to begin with."
I leaned into her embrace.
Mom always smelled nice, and her hugs were the best—she'd let my head rest on her chest.
Like Rita, my mom was well-endowed. Her breasts were big and round, bigger than Rita's even, and for someone in her late 30s she could still pass as one of the hottest women in Astras.
Her skin was tan and smooth. Blonde hair. Jade-green eyes. And because she always did workouts and yoga with my sister, she'd kept that Brazzers-tier milf figure that could make a man hard just by looking too long.
She finally pulled away. I gave her a reassuring smile.
"I'm perfectly okay, Mom. You don't need to worry."
"Alright… but if you need anything, tell me. I'm always here," she insisted, then retreated to her room.
I couldn't help watching her walk away. The tight red dress she wore hugged every curve like a second skin. You could make out the shape of her… everything.
Made me wonder if she'd been out on a date.
The aroma of food drifted through the air—Rita was cooking dinner: rice and beef stew, probably the only proper meal she could manage.
By the time dinner was ready, Mom had already showered and was now walking around in a silky pink nightie and slippers.
Her cleavage was wide open, her breasts practically glowing under the lights. As if that wasn't enough, Rita was just in a gown wrapped loosely around herself.
More than once I caught the gown slipping off her shoulder, exposing her body underneath and the damn rowdy had no bra at all.
Every time I looked and immediately looked away, she smirked like she was doing it on purpose.
I growled under my breath, feeling something twitch in my pants.
Yup. Still pent-up. Masturbating earlier hadn't done shit.
Maybe I needed another round.
"Thanks for the food," I muttered, pushing my chair back as I excused myself and headed to my room, the tent in my pants almost visible.
Closing the door behind me, I went to my desk, opened my laptop, and got everything ready—tissue, lube, the whole routine.
All I needed was a good video.
I browsed through a bunch until I stumbled on one titled 'Accidentally Slipped Into My Stepsister'.
For some reason, I felt like watching it.
The girl was hot, and the guy had a huge cock. The whole thing started playful, then, according to classic lazy porn logic—the sister "accidentally" sat on her brother's cock.
But damn, I found it super hot.
I slicked the bulbous head of my cock with lube and started stroking, wrapping a full hand around the length and teasing the head as I moved.
At some point, I imagined myself as the guy… and imagined the girl as Rita.
That was it. A burning buildup tightened in my balls before thick streams of cum shot across my laptop screen.
I had to hold back a grunt; the last thing I needed was the whole house knowing I was jerking it to incest porn.
But even after all that, I was still kinda hard.
That's when the system chimed.
[Clue: Target Rita is currently thinking about the host.]
[She's wondering if the host can hear her from the other room.]
I frowned. The system could give clues now?
And what did it mean Rita was thinking about me?
I listened carefully, but I couldn't hear anything from her room.
Shrugging it off, I opened the OnlyFence website to browse live videos.
The site let people watch porn or pay creators directly… and even showed nearby creators for "a more engaging experience."
I scrolled through live streams until one caught my eye.
I tapped in and froze.
I recognized the room. The red teddy bear on the bed, the orange sheets, the purple dressing table.
And the girl, although wearing a mask, was opening her gown and exposing her body.
The same gown Rita wore. The same room layout.
This couldn't be a coincidence.
There were over 2,000 people watching, sending comments and tips.
[Start finger-fucking yourself and I'll tip $50.]
[For $20, ride a dildo for us.]
[I'll pay a fortune to fuck you!]
My mind was blown.
My sister was an OnlyFencer?
I couldn't believe it.
But then again… she always had money, way more than her part-time jobs could explain. She'd even bought a car, while I worked just as hard and barely scraped by.
I was shocked, but I didn't look away. I kept watching as she cupped her breasts, moaning softly at the camera.
And the system said she was thinking about me.
Why would she think about me in the middle of this?
Unless…
A risky idea formed in my mind. Very risky. It could blow up in my face.
But maybe… just maybe… it could help me clear the tutorial quest.
It was a gamble.
And l was prepared to take it.
TBC