Accidental Third Base is Still a Triple

It hadn't been your intention to spend so much time lounging in bed with Ginny, but it isn't as if you had any other real plans for today. Do Princes do anything besides screw maids and plot to screw their family members? Because if it turns out that this whole time it's been your job to, like, make sure the economy has been going okay or something, this whole country is straight up fucked.

Either way, you certainly don't regret the decision to spend the morning with your sister. And she seemed practically blissful with the idea, clinging to the relief you provide from her hangover. At first the two of you chat as she drinks her tea, but before long you're simply relaxing under the covers, Ginny snuggled against you as you comfortingly stroke her supple body. You aren't even chatting anymore, the only sound in the room Ginny's quiet breath against your chest. God, you could live like this forever. You're so comfortable that you really couldn't say if it was you or Ginny who fell asleep first, but either way the two of you find yourself asleep in each other arms.

You couldn't say who fell asleep first, but it's definitely you who's first to wake up, a wave of soothing pleasure prompting you to crack open your eyes. You're a bit unsure of where you are at first, groggily peering around the room. It's definitely too pink to be your room...well, it's a bit too pink to be your room. Uh, actually, it's probably a little less pink here than in your room. The pretty main who shoots you a sly smile as she tidies up the room, making a point to waggle the rounded butt her skirt isn't even close to containing as she does, isn't entirely out of place either. Why do you feel so good, it's like pleasure is just...radiating off of you or something.

That train of thought vanishes when your eyes fall on Ginny, still peacefully asleep and still tightly cuddled against your chest. If there are any traces of doubt left that you loved this girl, they're utterly demolished by the sight of the contentedly slumbering princess. Good God, she's just so beautiful, so perfect, so....so....

Another wave of pleasure causes your eyes to roll back in your head as Ginny shifts against you, lightly smiling and murmuring in her sleep. Are you fucking...aw fuck. You scoot back a bit to prop your head against the headboard and are more surprised than you should be to find your fully erect dick tenting the covers, and a small shape slowly working itself up and down your length. Apparently your sister sleepwalks, but instead of walking around she's pulled your cock out from your pajama bottoms and is giving you a fucking masterpiece of a handjob. Good to know.

But you've got some technical issues with the situation right now, a fact that seems even more pressing as Ginny's soft fingers glide across your throbbing head. Namely, how you're going to avoid Ginny waking up to find herself jacking off her brother while simultaneously avoiding Ginny waking up to find herself sleeping in a giant pool of her brother's cum. Your goddamn traitor of a body doesn't seem to want to help either as you find yourself carefully humping into Ginny's wonderful grasp, your sister's sleepy whispers taking on a husky tone. You shoot your eyes around the room as you grit your teeth, trying to will your throbbing balls to chill the fuck out.You dig the fingers of your free hand into the mattress, the hand not currently enveloped by the marshmellowy plumpness of your sister's enormous, perfect...

Okay, that's not fucking helpful. You're out of any good options, so it's time to go to the one well that experience has taught you might not always be the best solution, but screw it. Maids it is.

The bubble-butted maid has a quizzical look as you urgently call her over with your free hand, but she gets the picture when you nod desperately towards the penis mountain Ginny is currently valiantly scaling. You frantically put a quieting finger to your lips, the girl covering her giggle with a hand before shooting you a sultry look and slipping under the covers.

The sudden addition of a hot mouth swallowing your manhood to the heavenly embrace of Ginny's fingers around the base of your shaft sends rapture exploding through your overtaxed brain, and then you don't quite process the next several moments. It's all a delirious blend of squeezing fingers, swirling tongues, desperately curled toes and heavy, volcanic eruptions that start at the core of your very soul and terminate in the endless, welcoming depths of the Ur-Maid.

My God. It's full of stars....

Ginny gives a little yawn as she wakes up, dreamily batting her eyes as she favors you with a sleepy smile. You're just glad that you've recovered from your mind-shattering orgasm, the only trace that it even happened the little droplet that the maid daintily wipes from the corner of her lips, popping it back into her mouth as she wobbles her bottom around the other end of the room. You do not give a single shit if these maids are any good at dusting, because they are more that making the grade on Discretion.

The princess makes a noise of pleased contentment as she cranes her neck to brush your cheek with a soft little kiss. "Mm, it's so nice waking up to see you, Big Brother..."

You can't help smiling back. "I'll have the door to my room boarded up immediately."

Your sister grins bashfully, her eyes twinkling as she snuggles back against your chest. "I don't think I've ever felt so rested...and I had such a nice dream too! You were there, and we were cuddling just like this, and we...um, and we, uh..."

Ginny trails off, her beautiful face suddenly blooming pink as her voice trails off. Wait, when she was sleep-sturbating you, was she dreaming of...exactly that? You think your suspicions are confirmed when Ginny abruptly jumps out of bed, darting towards her bathroom. "Well I should freshen up right then maybe lunch huh okay I'll be out soon bye-!!"

The door slams behind her, leaving you dazed and alone in your sisters bed with only the giggling maid and the lingering contentment in your groin to keep you company. You take the moment to let out a deep breath, running your hands through your thick pastel-colored hair. This is getting pretty damn intense, isn't it? How much more of this comedy of errors shit can you really take?

Right then and there, you resolve to put the plan into overdrive. You'll keep up with Candyland , keeping the other suitors at bay with your obvious superiority, but it's time to start getting Ginny used to the idea that maybe You you is a perfectly valid source for her romantic affections. You're convinced she's already there subconsciously, so maybe if you keep gradually taking these acts of filial skinship further and further, she'll naturally come to the conclusion that you've been at from the moment you laid eyes on her.

You're proudly reveling in your newfound clarity of purpose when a poorly stifled moan wafts out of your sister's bathroom. The cock you thought was sated gives a frantic twitch; is Ginny...? Another moan confirms it as your shaft thunders back to full, righteous power: your sister is masturbating, and despite apparent efforts at subtlety is being quite loud about it.

It's all you can do to lay there, massive erection throbbing triumphantly as you and the utterly tickled maid listen to the poorly concealed cries of pleasure floating out from Ginny's bathroom. At length, the maid waggles her eyebrows and props her elbows onto the bureau, pointing her bubbly butt towards you as she flips up her skirt and presents her glistening pussy.

Well, when in Rome. Or, fucking, whatever. At least she's much better at keeping quiet than Ginny is, the flirty maid restricting herself to muffled giggles broken up by little grunts of pleasure as you piston into her quivering folds. Look, the plan is still solid. You'll just...have to plan for emergency Maid Breaks from time to time. Right.

This is going to work. Probably. Fuck. Maybe the castle needs to hire more maids.