You wake up in the morning. After much hesitation you get out of bed, feeling a bit sleepy as usual. As you leave your room you hear some humming coming from the bathroom, but you ignore the noises and decide to go there anyway.

You slowly make your way to the bathroom, feeling extremely sleepy. You slowly open the bathroom door, you see your step-sister Lillie brushing her hair while looking at the mirror. She is wearing only a towel wrapped around her body.

Lillie: "Oh... good morning step-bro... You know you could have just gone downstairs because I'm almost done here..." She looks at you for a moment before brushing her hair again, not caring about the situation.

Lillie freezes for a moment as you suddenly hug her from behind. "W-what are you doing!?" she stammers out, surprised by your sudden actions. Her heart races and she begins to feel warmth spreading through her body as your bare chest presses against her back softly, trapping the towel there even more so. The sensation is both unnerving and arousing at the same time. She tries not to let you notice any of these feelings, though it's clearly written all over her face as she struggles to keep herself calm and collected in front of you, despite her rapidly beating heart betraying her attempts at self-control...

Still pinned in the uncomfortable embrace, Lillie tries to remain calm and collected on the surface while her heart races inside. She bites her bottom lip, wondering how much longer she can endure this and if it would be better just to go along with it for now. Finally, after what seems like an eternity but was likely only a few seconds, you let her go. Lillie takes a shaky breath and turns around to face you, blushing deeply as she looks into your eyes. "Um... yeah..." is all she manages to say before averting her gaze back to the mirror, feeling even more flustered now than before.

While still looking into the mirror, she mutters in an annoyed tone, "I don't like it when you do stuff like that..." Her cheeks flush even more as she continues brushing her hair, obviously trying to distract herself from thinking about your recent actions. "And what time is it? I should get started on my classes soon." She hopes by changing the subject and directing your attention elsewhere, you'll eventually leave her alone in peace...

It's almost midnight... you should probably go to sleep soon too. I can finish my hair later. There's no need to rush in the morning since Mother has already made breakfast, so we don't have anywhere important to be early in the day.

Still looking at herself in the mirror, Lillie sighs softly before turning around to face her brother again. "Fine then... if you're going to stay and bother me like this, I might as well finish up quickly." She finishes brushing her hair and sets the brush down on the counter beside her, revealing the smooth, shining locks flowing over her shoulders. Her cheeks remain pink from embarrassment. "Now can you leave me alone? There's not much else for me to do in here."

"Maybe later..." She glances down at the towel she's wearing and blushes again, feeling uncomfortable even though there is no reason for her to feel self-conscious about her body in front of you. "I should probably get dressed first... do you mind?" Without waiting for your response, Lillie turns her back on you again and begins rummaging through one of the cabinets, searching for some clean clothes.

Lillie glances over her shoulder at you and sighs, deciding to humor you. "Fine. I'm just looking for some leggings and a shirt... they should be in one of these drawers." She points to the side table beside the bathroom sink before focusing on digging through the various articles of clothing inside one of the cabinets, leaving her back exposed to you once more.

Her movements are a bit awkward as she tries not to make any contact with your body while still allowing you access to what she's doing. "The clothes should be folded neatly in color-coordinated stacks," she says, feeling the need to remind you how her things should be organized.

"Yes... that's fine." Lillie turns around, revealing herself once more in the towel as she takes the clothes you've found and holds them close to her chest. "Thank you for your help..." She glances down at the floor, feeling a bit embarrassed by how exposed she must have seemed while you were searching through her belongings. A soft flush of warmth spreads across her cheeks.

"You're welcome... anyway, can I see you in those clothes after?"

"Um... if you insist..." Lillie sighs, slowly beginning to untie the knot of the towel around her waist. As it falls away, she reveals herself in all her naked glory: full breasts, smooth stomach, thick thighs and soft lips. The cool air from the bathroom hits her skin, making her shiver slightly. She glances nervously at you before handing you the shirt and tights. "Here..."

Her cheeks turn bright red as she realizes what you're implying. "I-I don't wear a thong! At least not usually... why do you want to know?" She nervously shifts her weight from one foot to the other, wanting nothing more than for this embarrassing situation to end.

"Um... never mind. You can just put these clothes on now." She hands you the outfit she'd previously set aside, a blatant attempt at distracting you from her lack of thong-wearing habits.

"W-well... yeah..." she stammers, feeling even more embarrassed now. "I-I sometimes go commando when I'm home alone..." Her cheeks are on fire as she finally admits this much, wishing she could just vanish into thin air right now. The thought of you seeing her without underwear is making her heart race uncontrollably and sending shivers down her spine.

With a shaky breath, she looks back at the clothes in your hands and nods for you to help her put them on. "Please... hurry up..." Her voice comes out as more of a whisper than anything else, barely audible over the pounding of blood in her ears.

As you help her step into the tights, your fingers brush against the soft folds of skin between her legs, sending a shiver down her spine. Then, without warning, you press your lips against her most sensitive spot, causing her to cry out in surprise and pleasure. "Ah! W-what are you doing?" she asks breathlessly, feeling an intense mixture of arousal and fear coursing through her veins as you continue to tease her with your touch. The sensation is both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time; it feels so good but also wrong in every possible way.

Her words come out in a rush, her body betraying her attempts to tell you to stop while her mind pleads for you to continue. "You shouldn't... this isn't right..." Her hips arch involuntarily into your touch, craving more contact with your lips and tongue. As you

His touch ignites a fire deep within her, sending waves of desire coursing through her body. As his lips move against her most sensitive spot, she feels herself growing wet with anticipation and need. Her hands grip his shoulders tightly, holding on for dear life as she loses control to the pleasure building inside her.

"Ah... more..." she gasps, unable to form complete thoughts as the sensations consume her. Each kiss seems to make it even better, each touch sending sparks of electricity straight to her core. She feels so exposed and vulnerable beneath his attentions, yet at the same time, strangely wanted and desired. Her breath comes in short gasps now as she arches her back further, seeking out his tongue to pleasure her even more fully.

"Please..." she moans softly, unable to imagine anything else other than this moment, this connection between them.

Her answer comes out as a moan, her hips writhing beneath his touch. "Yes... please..." She clings to him now, needy and desperate for more of the exquisite sensations coursing through her body. As he continues to tease her with kisses and gentle nibbles, she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge of release, wanting nothing more than to explode into a million pieces beneath his skilled touch.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, urging him on, demanding that he make her feel this way forever. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her whole body trembles with anticipation, every fiber of her being focusing on the intense pleasure spreading through her core. "Don't stop... please don't stop..." She begs, voice breaking as she nears the brink.

Her world narrows down to nothing but his touch and

As she's carried to your bedroom by the force of her own desire, her senses are overwhelmed with pleasure and need. Each movement feels like an erotic dance as you guide her closer and closer to the edge. Her moans fill the room, echoing off the walls as she succumbs to the intense pleasure you're giving her. Her fingers tangle in your hair, urging you onward, desperate for release.

Finally, when it feels like her body can't take any more, she explodes into a powerful orgasm, her muscles tensing and spasming as waves of pleasure wash over her. She cries out your name, the sound muffled by the pillow beneath her face, but the feeling is too intense to ignore or deny. As the sensations subside, she lays there for a moment, catching her breath and trying to regain some s

The aftermath of her orgasm leaves her feeling incredibly sensitive and exposed, but there's something in the way you ask that makes her heart race even faster. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she slowly nods, unsure if she should be doing this but unable to deny the desire coursing through her. As your words sink in, a mix of fear and anticipation coils tightly in her stomach. "O-okay..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her pounding heart.

Her heart races as you position yourself between her legs, your hard length pressing against her sensitive folds. She gasps sharply when you push inside, filling her up with a deep and satisfying penetration. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, trying to ground herself as you begin moving rhythmically inside her.

She bites down on her bottom lip, determined not to make a sound even though every fiber of her being begs for release. Your hips meet hers in time, driving deeper with each thrust, causing waves of pleasure to roll through her body like an earthquake. As the tension builds inside her, she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge...

Moans escape her lips as you pound into her, each thrust driving her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. She arches her back off the bed, meeting your movements with equal force as she tries desperately to hold on to this feeling. Her fingernails scrape down your back, leaving trails of red in their wake, adding another layer of pleasure to an already exquisite experience. As you continue to drive deep inside her, she feels her body tensing and tightening, the release building up inside her like a storm about to break.

"Ahh... ahh..." Lillie cries out as you begin to thrust faster, harder. Her eyes squeeze shut, her body tenses and she feels the hot rush of your release deep inside her. "Oh God!" she gasps, arching off the bed in ecstasy as waves of pleasure wash over her. The sensations are intense and overwhelming, leaving her breathless and shaking with satisfaction. As you finally still, your weight pressing down on top of her, Lillie's heart rate begins to slow. She lies there for a moment, catching her breath, savoring the feel of you inside her and the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

Even though she's just climaxed, Lillie feels herself growing warm and wet once more at the thought of you cumming inside her. She nods slowly, unable to form words as she continues to savor the feeling of you inside her. Her body trembles with anticipation, ready to experience your release and the full connection it would bring between them.

I-I don't know... maybe... it feels so good having you inside me like this... Can I think about it and tell you later?

Ugh... fine... but if I am... I want to keep it... ok? Just sayin'.

I... I don't know what to say to that.

I get up slowly from the bed, still feeling rather dazed and unsure about what just happened between us. As I walk over to the door, my hand automatically reaches for the knob before stopping mid-motion. Should I open it? Maybe we should talk about this first... but then again, they might be able to hear something going on if we leave them outside for too long.

With a deep breath, I carefully twist the knob and slowly pull the door open, revealing our parents standing on the other side. They exchange nervous glances before our mother clears her throat. "Lillie, dear... your brother said he heard some commotion from here earlier..." Her voice trails off as she takes in the disheveled state of both of us.

...didn't want to wake you guys up," I manage to say, looking down at the floor and giving a weak smile. "We were just having some... sibling bonding time." There's an awkward silence as my parents exchange glances again. "Is everything alright? Did we oversleep or something?"

Our mother finally speaks up, still sounding a bit uneasy. "No, dear.... I know you're having crazy sex inside, I hope you're protected." Her gaze flickers back and forth between us as she tries to gauge the situation. I resist the urge to squirm under her scrutiny and force myself to meet her eyes calmly.

Mom's expression turns even more concerned when you admit this, but before she can say anything else, Dad clears his throat and steps forward. "Look, we understand that siblings sometimes... um... find creative ways to bond," he says, a faint blush rising in his cheeks. "As long as everyone's happy and healthy, there's no need for us to get involved."

I nod slowly, still not entirely sure how to react to any of this. On the one hand, I'm relieved that our parents seem relatively nonchalant about what happened between us. On the other hand, I can't help but feel a tiny twinge of embarrassment and guilt over the whole thing. Maybe next time we should be more careful...

Uh... I don't think so," I stammer, still struggling to process everything that's just happened. "I mean, there was probably some pre-cum before we started..." My voice trails off as I realize how silly this all sounds. Even my parents are looking at me like I'm an idiot now.

"Anyway," Mom says with a sigh, seemingly deciding not to pursue the matter further, "why don't you two get dressed and come downstairs for breakfast? We've got some exciting news to share with you both." Her expression softens, and I can't help but feel a tiny bit of hope swell up inside me. Maybe this was all just a big misunderstanding.

As we follow our parents back to our room, I can't help but steal glances at your face, trying to gauge your reaction to everything that's happened between

Well... that's a relief to hear. But let's not rush into anything, okay? There's still plenty of time for us to talk about everything that happened and decide what we want to do next. In the meantime, why don't we enjoy breakfast with our parents and see what they have to say? It could be good news.

Okay... but just one sex, and then we can talk about everything else. Deal?

Great! So then... after breakfast, how about we find someplace private to talk? I still have a lot of questions and things I need to say.

Sounds good. I'll hurry up and get dressed while you finish what you were doing earlier. Just meet me downstairs in five minutes, okay?

Once we're all ready, we can head down together and find out what our parents want to talk about over breakfast. I can't help but feel a strange mix of anticipation and dread swirling inside me as I think about everything that's happened so far...and everything that might still be waiting for us ahead.

"Morning, dear." Your mother smiles warmly as you enter the kitchen, already dressed and looking far less mussed than the two of us. You join her at the breakfast table, taking a seat across from me. I glance down at my plate, feeling a bit self-conscious about everything that's happened between us this morning.

"So," Mom begins cautiously, "we have some big news for both of you today... We've been thinking of moving out of the city for a while now..." Her voice trails off as she watches our reactions, her eyebrows furrowing in worry.

I freeze for a moment, my fork halfway to my mouth. "You're serious?" I finally manage to say. A wave of conflicting emotions washes over me as the thought sinks in: leaving our home, our friends, and everything we've ever known behind... but also the chance to start fresh somewhere new, away from all the drama that seems to follow us wherever we go.

My brother, on the other hand, doesn't seem quite so fazed by the news. "Cool," he says nonchalantly, taking another bite of his breakfast. "I hear there's some good skiing out in the mountains." His eyes meet mine briefly before darting away again. I can't help but feel a twinge of irritation at his lack of enthusiasm about this major life change.

I nod slowly, still trying to process everything my parents have just said. "It'll be an adjustment," I admit, glancing over at them for reassurance. They smile encouragingly back at me. "But if this is what you think is best..." My voice trails off again as I wrestle with the idea of leaving behind the only life I've ever known.

"Well," Dad chimes in, obviously trying to sound more upbeat, "the sooner we get started on preparations, the easier it will be for everyone." He reaches out to pat my hand reassuringly, and I force a half-hearted smile in return.

I suppose that's true... We could make the most of it and try to find new things to love about our new home once we get there. After all, change can be good sometimes... but it'll take some time getting used to.

I hesitate for a moment before nodding. "Sure," I say quietly, still feeling unsettled by the news but willing to give my brother some space while we both process it. Standing up from the table, I begin clearing my dishes and cutlery, trying to ignore the awkward silence that has settled between us since our... encounter earlier today.

Once everything is put away, I follow him out of the kitchen and down the hall toward our room. The thought of having one last private conversation with him before we move out crosses my mind, but I decide not to bring it up just yet. We'll have plenty of time to sort things out once we've had some time apart from everyone else.

I hesitate for a moment before nodding, trying to shake off the lingering awkwardness between us. I slowly undo the buttons of my blouse, revealing my lacy black bra underneath, and then slide it off my shoulders. My heart rate accelerates as I realize how exposed I feel standing here in just my underwear, but at the same time, there's something exhilarating about it too.

When you don't say anything, don't move or even look at me, I become increasingly nervous and self-conscious. "Is everything... okay?" I manage to ask tentatively, my voice wavering slightly as I study your face for some hint of what you're thinking or feeling.

The silence between us grows unbearably thick as we stand there, both seemingly waiting for the other to break it. Eventually, your gaze drifts downward and

My cheeks flush as my heart races wildly in my chest at your command. I feel a shiver of fear and anticipation run down my spine as I slowly nod in agreement, unsure what to expect but desperate for release from this overwhelming tension that's building inside me since our parents announced their plan earlier.

My legs tremble as I feel your weight press against me and your hard length push insistently between my thighs. I arch my back off the bed, giving you easier access as you begin to thrust roughly inside of me. "Ahhh!" I cry out, the sound filling the room as my hips buck up to meet yours in a frenzied rhythm.

My breath comes out in ragged gasps and moans now, each one growing louder with every thrust that pushes me closer toward the edge of pleasure. The tension is building inside me again, spreading throughout my entire body, making it feel like it's about to explode from the force of your movements. "Oh God!" I scream, my legs beginning to tremble uncontrollably as the sensation grows stronger and more intense with each passing second.

I don't know how much longer I can hold on before I