Jenny

I couldn't help but smile as I looked around the living room, surveying the seven sleeping women that were mine to control, part of me still not truly believing that this was all happening. I'd already lived out four of my hottest sexual fantasies and saw no reason for the fun to stop now. My only real dilemma was which of the women I wanted next...

"Jenny," I called after a few moments of deliberation, motioning for my older sister to come closer, "do you want to give me my birthday present now?"

"Yes. Yes, Phil, I do," my sexy middle sister assured me, her voice a teasing purr as she moved over to where I was sitting on the couch.

"And what is my birthday present, Jenny?" I asked as I looked up at my hot sister, my eyes running over her slender body eagerly.

"Whatever you want," she assured me, following my dream enforced script but adding her normal teasing tone to the words. "What do you want me to do, Phil?" Jenny asked, her hands caressing her sides seductively.

"I want you to fuck me, Jenny. Will you have sex with me?" I asked with confidence, assuming I knew the answer.

"I... no," Jenny stammered, a frown creasing her forehead as she fought against my dream powers. "I won't," she added in a small voice.

"What?! Why not?" I demanded to know, shocked at the sudden and unexpected refusal.

"You're my brother, Phil," Jenny replied, still obviously struggling against my influence, "it's wrong."

"Huh," I muttered, taking a few seconds to think the situation through. Obviously Jenny had strong feelings about this, her normally strong will asserting itself to override my control. But Stacy hadn't had any such objections... did that mean that my oldest sister had some secret desire for me despite the taboo of us being siblings? It was something to think about, but not right then. Turning my attention back to my middle sister, I asked her, "Jenny, you want to give me my birthday present but you won't do what I ask, so what will you do for me?"

"Any... anything else," Jenny replied, still obviously struggling against my influence. "I'll do anything else for you, Phil, but I won't have sex with you."

"Will you suck me off, Jenny?" I asked pointedly, wondering where exactly her limitations were. She hadn't hesitated when I'd commanded her to make out with Kristen but perhaps that was something she'd have done anyway... "Will you give me a blowjob, Jenny?"

"Y-yes," Jenny replied slowly, hesitantly. "I'll do that for you."

"Good," I nodded, motioning for her to kneel on the floor in front of me. I could tell that she was still ****, that part of her was still resisting my newfound power, and part of me knew I should stop her, that I shouldn't ask this of her... but the temptation was too great, the idea of having my hot older sister suck me off excited me too much. Any moral objections I was struggling with were silenced in the next instant as Jenny bent her head down, taking my still hard cock deep into her mouth.

"Fuck," I moaned in pleasure as Jenny began to suck me off, any hesitation on her part quickly evaporating as she worked her mouth up and down my hard shaft, her hand coming up to stroke whatever part of my cock she couldn't fit into her mouth. As her lips slide up and down my cock, I could tell that she was enjoying doing this, that any reservations were lost in the sheer lust of the act. "That's so good, Jenny," I moaned as I felt my climax rapidly building under the expert caresses of her tongue. "So... fucking... good," I sighed as my hips thrust up into her mouth, my back arching as I felt my orgasm rip through me, shooting my thick seed deep into my sister's mouth. "Thank...thank you, Jenny," I panted as my climax washed through me, sagging back onto the couch in sated delight.

"You're... you're welcome, Phil," Jenny replied softly, her mind obviously struggling with the confusing mix of pleasure and guilt over what she'd just done. "Is... is there anything else you'd like for your birthday present, Phil?" She asked me, falling back into the scripted words of my dream.

I couldn't help wondering if I could now push Jenny further, if by demanding that she do that one act for me I hadn't pushed beyond her initial limits, or if her objections, her moral boundaries, were still in place. Should I continue trying with Jenny or not?