Ah, Kyleigh. Our beloved little sister. She’d been such a geek growing up, but what a difference five years can make. She’d gone from toothpick to alluring, sensitive female, all curvy woman flesh and a pussy that dripped wildly.
I can say this because I’ve smelled and tasted those sweet folds, and it’s the best I’ve ever had. Now before you judge, let me add that we’re not related, not really. Her mom and our dad got married a while ago, making us stepsiblings of a sort.
But our feelings towards her aren’t sibling-like at all. Roman is the more “decent” of the two of us. After we had that debauched session in her hospital room, he’d argued that we should leave her alone.
“She’s a virgin, Ryder,” he’d said. “She doesn’t need us messing up her life.”
“But look at her,” I said, scrolling through the pics on his phone. “Can you really say you can let this go?”
And as I showed him a particularly beautiful pic, the girl’s nipples glistening and wet from his saliva, I could feel him giving in.
“Seriously, we’ll be fucking up her life,” he rumbled as a last resort.
“Brother, it’s not like that. It’s opening her horizons to new possibilities,” I countered.
Because we’d been debating for a couple days whether to bring Kyleigh into our lives, and onto our show. Our fan base has been writing in for a while, begging for more info about us. They’re hungry to learn more about our backgrounds, our family, and our experiences growing up. Of course, we refused to include George and Teresa. Our dad and her mom left their marriages to be with each other, two-timing their respective spouses, and my brother and I weren’t about to forgive that shit just yet.
So that left Kyleigh, who certainly passes the looks-test. I admit, I’d been a little worried about that. She’d been gawky as a high-school teenager, thin and awkward, yet curiously attractive. But those fears were put to rest the moment we laid eyes on her at the reunion. Curvaceous, her assets fully displayed in a tight pink dress, she’d be perfect on camera, with a photogenic smile to boot.
“So how are we going to do this Ryder?” asked my brother. “How are we going to acclimatize our little sister to the camera?”
“You know,” I replied. “I think the best way is to invite her to Litchfield for a test run. We’ll expose her to all sorts of situations, and see how she feels. By the end, she should be ready to go live,” I said with an knowing grin.
Roman was silent for a moment. But I knew he wanted those high ratings as well.
“Okay, let’s see what Kyleigh says,” he replied. “If she’s uncomfortable at all, then we’re going to let her off the hook, no harm no foul.”
I agreed, but I know Kyleigh’s not going to be uncomfortable. The beautiful girl was going to love being with us, and it was my job to make sure it happened.