The Webcam [Combicon & Tonalberry]
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				Title: <strong>The Webcam [Combicon &amp; Tonalberry]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 19:01:29</strong>
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				A quick message from our sponsors:<br>This roleplay is going to contain scenes of incest (between brother / sister), some NC scenes (from the start, although not necessarily completely through the roleplay), and (obviously) bondage. <br><br>Any links will probably be going to NSFW images/pages, so it'd probably be a good idea not to click them if you're in a place that you shouldn't be looking at them / someone else who gets offended by such images could see them.)<br><hr><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Smalchar.jpg)</td><td>Rebbecca (just Becca to her friends) usually wasn't the type to do anything crazy, especially if such things could somehow get onto the internet - she wasn't a prude, but just generally cautious about exposing herself to such an easily accessable form of distribution. Being nineteen years old, she had seen umpteen other girls doing just that, and had enough sense to realise it wouldn't do herself any favours, but even Becca has her allowances. Thomas was a guy Becca had known since she was about six - and since then, their relationship matured until they became a couple (they had, of course, been going out at least a month before officially declaring themselves one).<br><br>More recently however, Thomas received acceptance into a college that meant seeing each other in person was next to impossible - and for the first few weeks, Becca had taken comfort in the times they spent talking to each other on instant messaging programs and emails - there had been several handwritten notes, but those were few and far between. After awhile they had both realised that communication between them didn't feel enough, and it had taken Thomas a few days to convince Becca to buy a webcam. Just like the sending messages to each other had become commonplace, as did the webcam, meaning they had decided to step it up a little further after a lot of convincing and reassuring by Thomas.<br><br>Standing in her room, Becca has already locked her bedroom door for the occasion, just as the butterflies in her stomach had begun to make her nervous, as if she was about to go on a date with Thomas for the first time once again. Pushing passed the feelings, Becca was waiting for her computer to boot up while she drew the blinds - shutting out the already darkening world outside - and turned on the light. Dressed in a plain white shirt that stopped at her waist, ever so slightly hugging her figure, and dark blue denim jeans that people who knew about fashion would have labeled 'skinny-jeans'; hugging her figure more obviously than her shirt did.<br><br>Becca's room was quite plain - incredibly pale green walls with a light brown wooden floor, the full sized bed in the corner with a pile of pillows next to the heardboard (very few of which were actually used to sleep on). The computer sat on a desk in the opposite corner of the room. <br><br>Looking over as the computer started up, she quickly loaded up the software and signed on - her ice blue eyes flicking across into the black lense of the webcam, as her fingers absent mindedly tugged at her dark brown hair, curling it around her fingers and letting it spring back to its natural state. Taking a few deep breaths didn't do much to calm her nerves, but she wasn't going to back out; it was Thomas after all - he wasn't going to put anything that happened between them on the internet. <br>Becca had logged in a few minutes before Thomas got the chance, but eventually the video-call was started; and she had quickly double-checked the lock on her door. Once sat down, a warm smile spread across her lips, the blush on her cheeks just telling how long it had been before either of them had seen each other anywhere close to nude.<br><br>Staring at her boyfriends image on the screen, she took another breath before slowly pulling her shirt up and over her head - revealing her pale skin inch by inch and throwing the shirt somewhere behind her, leaving Becca sitting in a white lace bra and her jeans. A grin swept over the smile for a second as she saw his reaction. Her jeans were discarded next, revealing the matching panties she had chosen, and after a quick adjustment of the webcam and chair Thomas was able to see Becca's' full body. Having calmed down a little, she couldn't help but jump and look at the door at any sound that came from behind it.</td></tr></tbody></table>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Webcam [Combicon &amp; Tonalberry]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tonalberry</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 19:56:09</strong>
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				Jason (http://clustera.sevenload.net/dataB002/data36/slcom/gh/re/gnsrle/knqxkeceknh.jpg~/Cute-guy.jpg) slumped into the house, done with his courses for the day.&nbsp; Dropping his book-bag onto a chair, he started to make his way upstairs, deciding to kill some brain cells on the computer.&nbsp; He hated having to take his basic courses for Math and English.&nbsp; They were his least favorite classes in high school, and that carried over into college as well.&nbsp; They were just so boring!<br><br>As he got upstairs, he noticed his sister's door was shut, and probably locked.&nbsp; Which meant she was on the computer, chatting with her boyfriend, possibly through her webcam.&nbsp; Two months ago, when Jason was on his computer, he had noticed a light blinking on the task bar, signifying that someone on the network was using their webcam.&nbsp; Curious, he found that he could open up her webcam, see what she was doing, hear what she was saying.&nbsp; And while he thought Thomas, her boyfriend, was harmless for the most part, he wanted to make sure his little sister wasn't doing anything that could get her into trouble.&nbsp; So, for the past month, he would spy on his sister, listen in as she chatted with her boyfriend.&nbsp; Not every single time, but enough to keep tabs on her.<br><br>Walking into his own room, quietly shutting and locking the door, he moved over and turned on his computer.&nbsp; It had been a while since the last time he checked in on her, and decided it wouldn't hurt to do so today.&nbsp; Sitting down, noticing that the active light was indeed blinking, he clicked on it, anonymously bringing up her webcam.&nbsp; Expecting her to just be talking about her day, Jason was shocked as he saw his little sister standing and wiggling out of her jeans, her shirt already thrown aside.&nbsp; He stared as she adjusted the camera and sat back in her chair, a nervous grin on her face.&nbsp; She had certainly never done this before, had never talked about it with Thomas, at least not while he was watching.&nbsp; He knew this had to be Thomas' idea, and was starting to think he might not be as harmless as the thought.<br><br>Another came to him when his cock twitched, and began to stiffen and rise.&nbsp; He couldn't take his eyes off his sister's body.&nbsp; He had always thought she was cute, but in a sisterly way, not as a woman.&nbsp; And while he had seen her naked lots of times when they were little, taking baths together, this was the first time he had seen her like this, all grown up.&nbsp; He knew he should close the window, that he shouldn't be intruding; but he also knew it was his duty as her big brother to watch out for her, to make sure nothing happened to her.&nbsp; His hand moved to the mouse, sliding it up to the record button, saving this as a video.&nbsp; He told himself it was 'just in case'...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Webcam [Combicon &amp; Tonalberry]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>03-09-2010, 17:32:38</strong>
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				Unknowing that anyone was watching in on her and her boyfriends hormone fueled antics, Becca made no move to stop, or even cover up her semi-undressed body. Thomas had managed to catch up with her lack of clothing, and Becca's hands moved around her back before she even realised what she was doing. Quickly giving her hand a flick, she felt the bra strap loosen. Biting her bottom lip playfully, she looked down towards her body, letting her hair fall in front of her face as if trying to hide the blush that was continuing to thrive on her cheeks. Holding a cup of the bra with one hand, her arm slid out of the shoulder strap, before repeating it with the other hand, her eyes only paying attention to her boyfriends picture replicated on the screen. <br><br>Although Becca may not have been one to flaunt her sexuality online, it certainly didn't mean she was ignorant of what would probably turn guys on, although she certainly didn't expect that she would be turning her brother on at the same time. Standing up, she walked away from the computer a bit, back into frame of the camera - facing away whilst looking over her shoulder, she let her hands drop; the bra falling away from her breasts, which still remained hidden from view. Although every movement she made seemed precise she couldn't help feeling that the speed and strength of every beat her heart made would put some fault in what she was doing. <br><br>Throwing the bra over towards the camera where it landed on her keyboard. Hooking her thumbs under the waistband of her panties she leant forwards a little; her legs pressed together, slowly pulling the edge of the underwear down, inch by inch revealing her ass - the crotch of her panties getting caught in between her legs after the waistband passed over her hips, before pulling down. Becca let the panties drop after they had reached a few inches above her knees, and using one leg to flick the discarded undergarment towards the computer with a grin. <br>One hand moved over her crotch, while the other went to the opposing breast - using her arm to hide the closer one before turning around and walking - as good as one can in such a position - back to the computer. Sitting on the chair, she clamped her legs together once more, allowing her hands to quickly shift, so that they were both covering her breasts; there was a fraction of a second where she was on display, but barely noticeable at the time, and probably would only be truly visible if one were recording her actions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Webcam [Combicon &amp; Tonalberry]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tonalberry</strong> on <strong>03-09-2010, 22:05:11</strong>
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				Jason's eyes were wide, his cock painfully hard, pressing against his jeans as he watched his sister strip.&nbsp; The way she moved as she performed her little striptease; he never knew she could be so sexy.&nbsp; His hand slowly drifted to his cock, brushing against it.&nbsp; The pressure against his jeans was too much, he had to give his cock some relief.&nbsp; His fingers deftly released the button, slid the zipper down.&nbsp; Pushing his briefs down, his cock sprang free and he let out a sigh of relief.&nbsp; He wondered how she would react, if he activated his side of the webcam, let her know that she wasn't just performing for her boyfriend.<br><br>His fingers wrapped around his shaft and began to slowly stroke as she tossed her bra at the camera, then kicked her panties off.&nbsp; When she turned and began to slowly walk back, he felt like he would shoot right then and there.&nbsp; The way she was covering herself, hiding the bare minimum, he started to see her less as his sister, and more as an incredibly sexy young woman, ripe for the taking.&nbsp; And when she sat down, and pulled her hands away, he knew he'd be going back through the video of this, using slo-mo to make sure he had seen what he thought he saw.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Webcam [Combicon &amp; Tonalberry]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>04-09-2010, 17:46:09</strong>
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				As she watched Thomas undress on screen, she put her feet up on the desk - keeping her legs together as best she could - even if there had been an accidental glimpse of her breasts, she would have made sure there would be no way the camera would get a hint of her crotch. A grin passed onto her lips as she saw Thomas completely naked.&nbsp; Although Becca probably wouldn't have admitted it, she was feeling quite horny - partly from being in a position that made her feel incredibly venerable; her reputation and respectability being able to be broken by the man she was sitting in front of - and partly from seeing Thomas naked again. <br><br>It took her a moment or two of harder breathing to clear her head and calm herself down a little before she finally edged her hands away from her breasts - as her breasts were revealed to the camera, to Thomas, to her brother she quickly reached over for the headset as she brushed her hair behind an ear and over her shoulder and slipping the headset over her head; all done within two seconds before her hands were covering her breasts once more; her blush had increased tenfold - her breasts being fully on display, she was giggling embarrassed into the mic.<br><br>Another second or two, and reassurances from Thomas, she calmed down again, and moved her hands off her breasts completely; a slightly embarrassed smile playing on her lips, but she didn't recover herself. <br>"It's been far too long since we've...done anything" Becca started; talking to Thomas, "but I suppose this will have to do...at least for now" she continued as the embarrassed smile began turning genuine. <br>Some banter betwee the couple continued, asking how life had been and what they were getting up to now before Thomas made a request, granting a few seconds of silence from Becca. The request was probably unheard by Jason, but it made Becca's eyes widen and flick her head towards the door again; to see if it was actually locked.<br><br>Once she had reassured herself that the door was in fact locked, she nodded slowly, the blush forming on her cheeks once more. Quickly maneuvering herself, she crouched on the seat - the top half of her body in the frame of the camera. Although her breasts weren't particularly big (something which she had secretly despised since she had started puberty) her slender hands slipped onto them, as she bit her bottom lip and gulped silently.<br>Rubbing her breasts, she pressed them together as best she could - as someone might do if they were going to be titfucked - before releasing them and arching her back - giving them at least the appearance of fullness. Her eyes continued to watch her boyfriends picture, trying to judge his expression.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Webcam [Combicon &amp; Tonalberry]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tonalberry</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 01:56:58</strong>
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				As Becca propped her feet up on the table, Jason let out a groan of frustration as she managed to keep her legs together, her pussy hidden from view.&nbsp; And though he couldn't hear Thomas' side, he was sure he had to be groaning as well.&nbsp; Watching her like this, he had to wonder if her shyness was an act; if, once she was alone with her boyfriend, this was who she truly was.&nbsp; He started to feel jealous of her boyfriend for being the one to see her like this.<br><br>He couldn't help himself.&nbsp; His fist moved faster over his shaft, squeezed it tighter as she flashed her brother and boyfriend to retrieve her headset.&nbsp; He wished it was him, and only him, that she was doing this for; her boyfriend nowhere in the picture.&nbsp; He wanted to be the one she was stripping for, preferably face to face.&nbsp; He knew it was wrong, having these thoughts for his own sister, but now that he's seen how sexy she can be, he couldn't stop the thoughts from filling his head.<br><br>Noticing Becca's eyes widen, probably due to something Thomas had said, he watched as she moved to kneel on her chair, putting her upper body on display.&nbsp; His eyes widened as she lifted her hands to her breasts, rubbed and squeezed them, pressed them together.&nbsp; Part of him wanted to take a trip to Thomas' college, and beat the snot out of the kid for making his sweet little sister do such a naughty act; though he had a feeling this wasn't the naughtiest she's been.&nbsp; Though Jason couldn't see it, Thomas' actions were mimicking his own; his hand moving over his cock, jerking it as he watched Becca.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Webcam [Combicon &amp; Tonalberry]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 15:16:33</strong>
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				Letting her fingers wonder across her breasts - following imaginary lines, making random shapes her fingers occasionally brushing up against her slowly hardening nipple. Becca kept her position on the chair, letting the camera continue to display her breasts, letting the boys watch her fingers for a few more seconds before tilting the camera up a a little further; her face being displayed on each of the computer screens; the image cutting off just past where her breasts started - the blush on her face more prominent now than it had been before. Another request made from her boyfriend and she thought about it for a moment.<br>"...Sure, but only if I get to see what you're doing with your hand" Becca replied with a giggle. She adjusted the camera once more; so that it was pointed towards more-or-less her stomach. Removing the headset, she placed it on the desk and stood up, turning around and climbing back onto the chair the wrong way kneeling down. Holding onto the back of the chair, looking over towards the screen; her ass just off-centre whilst her crotch was just out of view. Reaching over, she quickly picked up the headset and slipped it on again. "So, you like?"Becca asked, a hand moving from the back of the chair and laying against a cheek, gently caressing; more to get Thomas riled up than for herself.<br><br>"So, do I get to see you now?" Becca asked again, adjusting herself into a slightly more comfortable position, whilst her ass stayed on screen; coming very close to revealing her crotch, but managing to avoid it. "I think my brother will be coming home soon; I can't stay for much longer - and I don't want him to find me doing this" she said; a hint of sadness in her voice. A few seconds of silence passed as Becca returned to her original sitting position. "I'll send you something to keep you occupied, don't worry about that" she giggled. Just as she was standing up, her hand on the mouse, she paused. "Hehe, I suppose so - but only if you promise to come on sooner, alright?" Obviously answering another of her questions. <br><br>Taking off the headset again, she placed it on the desk and leant over; out of view of the cameras gaze for a few moments; collecting the previously discarded undergarments. Standing back into the cameras gaze, she walked over to the bed and sat down on it, quickly slipping her panties back on. Collecting the shirt, she quickly shoved it on over her bare chest, and finally pulling her trousers on before going back to the computer - her breasts bouncing with every step a little more than usual. Blowing Thomas a kiss, she turned off the camera and went to unlock the door; unaware how how the room had become.
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