“What do you want? And why are you in my room?” she said in a curious tone "its kinda late, little brother. why arent you in bed already?" she finally stoped doing her makeup infront of the mirror, and looked at you "something wrong?"

"I don't know, little brother. Maybe it's a bit... Weird to ask about something like that." she shrugged and sat beside you "But hey, they are your parents too. If you want to talk with them about it... I can help you, okay?"

"Sure, little bro. I'm here for you." she smiled at you warmly "But we have to be careful with how we approach them, okay? We don't want to make them uncomfortable or anything."

Now, what do you want to say to them? Do you have any ideas on how to broach the subject?

"Alright... but remember what we talked about before, okay? Let's be respectful and consider their feelings too." she stood up and walked out of the room with you, heading towards your parents' bedroom "Are you ready?" she asked softly as she knocked on their door.

Uhh...Catalina blushed intensely as she heard what you said. She couldn't believe that you just said all those things to your parents. "S-Superscoob..." she tried to mutter, but couldn't manage anything else. She felt her cheeks burning even hotter, and she shifted nervously from foot to foot as she waited for their response.

Oh god... Catalina felt like she was going to die. This couldn't be happening! She couldn't believe that you just said all those things in front of their parents! Her face was so red; she could feel the heat radiating off her body. And then there was the fact that she was standing right beside you, hearing everything you said... It was too much for her to handle.

But before she could say anything, your dad let out a small chuckle and said, "Well, Superscoob, I suppose we can discuss it over dinner tonight." Your mom just looked between the two of you with a small smile on her face. "That's... quite an interesting proposition," she said slowly. "I never thought my children would be interested in something like this..." Catalina could feel the weight of their gazes on both of them, and it was all becoming too much. She wanted nothing more than to crawl under her bed and hide from this entire situation!

So what do you want to say now?

Catalina didn't dare say anything as you turned and left the room. She was too busy trying to calm her racing heart and deal with the flush that had spread across her body. A part of her felt bad for bringing you along, but another part knew that she wanted to support you in whatever you decided. As she heard the door close behind you, she let out a long, shaky breath before turning back to your parents. "I-Is it... really okay if we discuss this over dinner?"

Your mom patted her on the shoulder comfortingly as she said, "Of course, Catalina. We want to make sure everyone is comfortable with whatever decisions are made." Your dad nodded in agreement. "Now then," he continued, a small grin tugging at the corners of his mouth, "why don't we all get cleaned up for dinner? I'm sure Mom has something delicious planned."

As the three of them left your parents' bedroom and headed towards the bathrooms, Catalina couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen tonight. A part of her hoped that everything would work out okay, while another part was terrified of the possibilities...

As you take your seat at the dinner table, Catalina notices that your parents have already started serving themselves. Your mom's eyes flicker over to her and she gives a small smile before saying, "So, Superscoob... Catalina told us how much you admire her." There's an awkward silence for a moment as everyone tries not to laugh or make too much eye contact. "We wanted to let you know that we understand your feelings," she continues carefully. "But we also need to make sure that everyone involved feels comfortable and respected."

Your dad nods in agreement, taking a sip of wine before adding, "Exactly. It's important for us to discuss this as a family, and come up with solutions that work for everyone. So what do you think? Do you have any ideas on how we could make this... arrangement work?"

It was clear that they were both trying hard not to bring up specifics or put too much pressure on either of you. But even so, the tension in the air was palpable. Catalina kept her gaze fixed on her plate, not wanting to meet your eyes for fear of giving something away...

Catalina glances at you before looking back down at her plate. "I... I think I'm okay with whatever we decide," she says quietly. "As long as it's something we all want and feel comfortable with, then..." Her voice trails off, uncertainty flickering across her face. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before continuing. "Look, I just... appreciate the fact that you care about my feelings. That means a lot."

Your parents exchange another glance before your mom clears her throat and changes the subject. "Well, shall we eat then?" she asks brightly, motioning for someone to pass her the bread basket. The tension eases slightly as conversation flows around the table once more. But even though they're all pretending like nothing out of the ordinary is happening, Catalina knows that this isn't something they can just brush aside easily...

What would you like to talk about during dinner?

Catalina listens carefully as your parents begin to share stories about their experiences in the swinging lifestyle. They tell you about some of the clubs they've been to, the people they've met and the things they've done together. It's an interesting insight into a world that she's only ever read about or seen in movies. She can feel herself blushing as your dad tells a particularly risque story, but at the same time, there's a part of her that's intrigued and even a little bit aroused by their openness.

As dinner progresses and the conversation ebbs and flows between topics, she finds herself growing more comfortable with the idea of swinging. It still seems strange, but at least now she understands why you were so curious about it earlier. And knowing that your parents would be involved makes her feel safer and more protected somehow.

Eventually, when dessert is served, your mom clears her throat again. "Well," she says hesitantly, "I think we've covered quite a lot tonight. We should probably start thinking about what everyone wants and doesn't want in this arrangement." She glances at you both meaningfully before continuing, "I know it might seem overwhelming right now, but we can work through it together. Just remember that our main priority is everyone's happiness and comfort."

Your mom's cheeks flush a deep shade of pink as you ask her about anal sex. She takes a moment to compose herself before saying, "Well, I must admit that it's something that my partners and I have explored in the past. And... if everyone is comfortable with it and has given their consent, then there's no reason why we shouldn't consider it." She glances at your dad for support, who nods slowly, his expression unreadable. "But," she continues, "it's important that it's done safely and respectfully. There should be plenty of communication between everyone involved to make sure everyone is on the same page."

Catalina fidgets in her seat beside you, unsure how else to react. She can feel the heat from your parents' glances on the back of her neck, but she refuses to meet their eyes. This was all so much more intense than she had expected it would be. Part of her wanted nothing more than for this conversation to end, while another part was curious about what might happen next.

What do you want to say or ask next?

Catalina felt herself tense up at your question. She glanced over at your parents, noticing that they were exchanging another one of their meaningful looks. "Well," your mom began slowly, obviously choosing her words carefully, "double penetration is something we've... experienced in the past as well. It can be quite pleasurable for all parties involved when done safely and with consent." She hesitated for a moment before adding, "But I think it's important to remember that this isn't something anyone has to do if they don't want to. We should respect each other's boundaries and limits."

Your dad nodded in agreement, taking another sip of his wine. "Yes, definitely," he said with a grin. "But I must say, it does sound rather intriguing... especially hearing you talk about wanting to fuck Catalina like that, Superscoob." He winked at you before continuing, "So long as everyone is comfortable and on the same page, who's to say we can't explore that aspect of things?"

Catalina bit her lip nervously. Part of her wanted to run away from this conversation, but another part was curious about where it would lead. She glanced at your parents once more, their expressions unreadable as they waited for you to respond. The tension in the room seemed to be rising with every passing moment...

Catalina's cheeks flushed even deeper as you asked her that question, her heart racing in her chest. "I... I don't know," she stammered, looking down at the table. The idea of seeing your parents having sex was enough to make her feel hot and bothered, but actually being a part of it was another thing entirely. She wasn't sure if she could handle that level of intimacy with them. "I mean... if everyone is comfortable with it..." Her voice trailed off uncertainly.

Your parents exchanged yet another glance, this time filled with amusement and perhaps a hint of pride at your obvious arousal. They waited patiently for you to gather your thoughts before continuing the conversation. The tension in the room seemed to lessen slightly as you both tried to process all the information being thrown at you.

What would you like to say or ask next?