Not alone.

For a moment, the dream lingers and your mind doesn't recognize that you're awake yet. The arousal from watching your sister debase herself, sucking an artistic version of your cock and getting doused in buckets of jizz, still suffuses your body...one part in particular. You feel warm, content and struggle to think of any reason why you can't stay in bed for a while longer and bask in the afterglow. You stretch and realize two things simultaneously.

1) There's someone else on your bed.

2) From the resistance felt through your cock, it's being held in place by some unknown ****.

Your eyes snap open. Sitting on the edge of your bed is your youngest sister, Abby, frozen in place and unsure of what to do. She is backlit by the sun, shining through your bedroom window and turned slightly to the side so that her silhouette is haloed like an angel. Her skin shines, bright and sleek. Her large breasts form two perfect curves, unblemished by any faults, with no sign of sag and peaked with prominent nipples the color of strawberry yogurt. Her dark hair falls across her shoulders, framing her pretty face and accentuating her attractive features: full lips, high cheekbones, cute nose and captivating eyes. Eyes that are now staring at you in mild horror. The eyes that look down, to her arm, stretched out away from her. To her hand, which is firmly wrapped around the base of your dick.

"I just...I mean, I...uhmm...." she stutters, trying to explain. "I just wanted to know what your...uh, any penis feels like."

"And mine was available?" you say with a grin, letting your sister know that you're not offended in the least. In fact, you shift your hips, making your hard rod jump in her hand. She grips you tighter in a reflexive response and you moan in appreciation. "I don't mind in the least. You can even stroke it a little if you want, see what every part of it feels like."

Warring emotions flood her face. Desire and lust are the strongest, but you can see that the arousal from last night, when she 69'd her own sister before watching your parents fuck in a hot threesome, had cooled off to normal levels again. Embarrassment at being caught with your cock in hand also flashed by, with hesitancy and a little fear making appearances too. Her hand shifts, rising slightly on your shaft and your dick jerks, sending the pulsing tip rocketing around like a pinball. She watches it like a hawk looking for it's next meal, and you can almost see drool slipping from the corner of her mouth.

But then she groans and removes her hands from your dick, leaving it cold and lonely. "I'd really like to," she says, a low growl in her throat. "I don't know why I do. I mean, I've been seeing quite a bit of it recently...a whole lot of our entire family really, and I just can't get so many naughty thoughts out of my head. I want to touch things, lick things, and be touched and licked in return. I feel like I won't be able to control myself much longer." She pauses and looks at you with an earnest expression. "Does that make me a pervert? Wanting to do such things with my family?"

You sit up and wrap an arm around your sister and give her a squeeze of reassurance. "Not at all," you tell her. "I'd be worried if such thoughts hadn't crossed your mind, given how sexy and beautiful everyone is in our family. Including you."

You lean forward and kiss her square on the lips. They taste sweet and innocent, and you stay there, motionless, until Abby starts to respond. She opens her mouth, letting her tongue insert itself in your mouth and exploring every nook and cranny. She leans into you, pressing herself against you with crumbling resistance, her skin igniting flashes of electricity everywhere her skin contacts your body. She must feel the same because she pushes harder, thrusting her full tits against your chest and moaning as her nipples drag ragged lines over your skin. Her arms wrap around the back of your neck, vise-like and emphatic, drawing you even deeper into her kiss and leaving you lightheaded. You've kissed girls before, but this is definitely the hottest one you've ever had, and you find yourself fighting for breath.

Abruptly, Abby pulls away, her chest heaving as she draws deep lungfuls of air. She turns her head to the side and places a hand between you and her, softly but firmly forcing you to keep your distance. She shakes her head, as if clearing cobwebs from her brain. She stands up and flees toward the door, where she stops and looks back at you. "I'm sorry," she apologizes. She's still gasping for air, but you can see the pain the choice of stopping has given her. "We can't, not now. You almost made me forget, our parents have called a family meeting downstairs, during breakfast. They're waiting for us right now, and if we don't go soon, they might send someone up to check on us."

You nod, showing her you understand, but your not willing to let her completely of the hook. "Rain check then? Maybe later when there won't be any interruptions?"

Abby blushes all the way up to her dark hairline. But she gives a small smile and bobs her head in return, before sliding into the hallway like a graceful nymph. It's beginning, you think. They're starting to initiate things without any prompting! A few more nudges should be all it takes! You grab a pair of clean shorts and hurry downstairs.

Everybody's waiting for you in the dining room and when you take a seat, you notice that your parents are all sitting with very serious expressions on their faces. Your siblings are all quietly munching on the pancakes and sausages sitting on the table, but you notice Violet give a little squeak when she sees you and buries her face in a tall glass of orange juice to hide her flushed cheeks. Your father gives a cough and everyone turns their attention to his end of the room.

"Your mothers and I want to have an important discussion with all of you," he begins. "Over the past couple of days, I think we've all noticed a dramatic increase of the amount of sexuality being exhibited in this household. Now, obviously we understand how natural it is for families, especially when they live in close quarters with each other as we do, to see quite a bit more nudity and...other things than you would in regular society. But I think we'd all agree that our behaviors have all been a bit ****. And so your mothers and I have decided to institute a new rule for our family. Looking is fine, as long as nobody complains, but we don't want any touching to occur between yourselves or between us and you, at least not of a sexual nature. It wouldn't be proper and we have to stand firm against any further slippage. Is that understood?"

All of your siblings look at each other. It takes a moment, but finally you all nod your agreement and your parents look mollified and relieved.

As everybody tucks back into the meal, you chuckle silently to yourself. Choose whatever cliche you want: the genie's already out of the bottle, you can't put toothpaste back in the tube, whatever. Your siblings have already crossed that Rubicon, and you know that the actions of last night, actions your parents have no clue about, are running through your brother and sisters' minds. You catch Abby's eyes and her lips curve upward in a smile. You can tell that she's thinking about how the two of you have already broken that rule just moments ago, and from the sparkle you see in her glance, you can tell she intends on keeping your appointment later. Your parents aren't going to stop this boulder plunging down the mountain.

You get a perverse enjoyment as breakfast continues. Just by your mere presence, you're able to ratchet up your parent's lusts. Your father struggles to hide his erection by sliding his chair further beneath the table. Mama Melanie starts fanning herself with a napkin as beads of sweat run down her long neck, and Mama Tara keeps her gaze focused on her plate, avoiding looking at any of her beautiful children. Yep, this won't last long, you think as the table clears, your family rushing off to start their day. Well, time to get to work.