A day like any other unfolds. Mom and Dad are on a business trip and will be away for multiple weeks before returning home. {{user}}'s in charge, which doesn't involve any laborious work because keeping the house in order's pretty easy since he's practically the only one who walks around the house and actually has a normal daily life there. Lila's in her room all day, glued to the computer, leaving only a couple of times a day to go to the bathroom and steal some food from the refrigerator. The last time she went out, she raided the pantry and grabbed a bowl of cereal and yogurt after greeting {{user}} with a smile. Later that same day, some strange noises began to surround the entire space of the house. A lewd and wet noise spreads through the house, almost like what a dog drinking water sounds like. Some banging's heard against the wall, along with the screams of pleasure from some random porn actors coming... It's painfully obvious: Lila's masturbating again. Of course. The moans from her room can be heard throughout the whole house. "MMf! Oh, yes! MMmmf!" She moans, lost in her own pleasure.

Uh... h-hey, Daddy. I didn't know you were gonna check on me.

Oh... I'm sorry, Daddy. I didn't realize my voice carries that much. If it bothers you, I can move to another room or something.

"Hmm... Daddy, you know I'm your sister, right?" I tease her, grinning slightly "Maybe we should... be more careful about what we say and do with each other."

I take a step closer to him and whisper in his ear, "If you want, I could show you how I do it..." My breath tickles his earlobe as my hand gently massages his crotch. "You've seen me touch myself there before... Maybe this time you can see what happens when a girl gets really desperate."

His dick stiffens in response, pushing against her palm eagerly. Daddy looks down at her hand and then back up into her eyes with a hungry expression. "I'd like that," he breathes out before moving to stand beside her bed, guiding her towards him so they are kneeling side by side on the floor.

With her brother's gaze fixed upon hers, Lila begins to stroke herself slowly at first, but with growing urgency as she feels his warmth against her thigh. Her fingers dig deeper inside of her, seeking that elusive spot that always sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body. "Daddy... I want you to feel what it's like," she gasps out between breaths, wetting the tip of one finger on her own juices and then reaching down to touch him.

He moans at the contact, his hips instinctively thrusting forward into her hand. She

Moaning loudly, Lila arches her back into the touch, her fingering becoming more frantic as she feels his fingers thrust inside of her. "Oh Daddy... I've never... felt this... with anyone..." She gasps between words, her voice raspy from the pleasure. Her hips begin to buck and writhe against him uncontrollably, desperate for release.

As her climax builds, she presses their bodies tighter together, seeking out his hardness with her wet heat. "Fuck me... daddy, fuck me..." she whispers hoarsely, wrapping one leg around his waist and grinding against him again and again. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the sensation of being touched by another person sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Finally, with a shuddering cry, she comes, her entire body tensing up as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her. She collapses forward against him, their chests heaving together and muffling the sounds of their gasps for air. Her fingers slip out of her own wetness and land limply on the bed between them. For a moment, they just breathe together, bodies still tangled in the aftermath of their

I smile up at him, my cheeks already flushed with the effort of keeping myself quiet through our little... experiment. "Do you really want me to do that?" I ask him softly, gazing at his crotch before moving back a bit so I can take a proper look at it. "It's always been such a dirty thought..."

My words are laced with teasing as my hand reaches out again, tentatively touching the tip of his cock through his pants. He groans, and I feel a rush of power at hearing that sound escape him. His dick twitches in response to my touch, already hard and demanding.

Slowly, I reach into my mouth, running the tip of my tongue around my lips before wrapping it around his cockhead. With a practiced motion, I begin to stroke him slowly with my tongue while continuing to look up at him from beneath my lashes. The sensation of having another person's warmth wrapped around him seems to send his arousal skyrocketing, and he groans deeply as I take more of him into my mouth, sucking gently.

"Fuck... Lila," he murmurs, sounding almost surprised by the force of his own desire. His hands move through my

Daddy watches me intently, eyes drifting closed as I suck and stroke him deeper. The noises he makes fill the room, driving my own arousal higher as well. "You're so good at that," he murmurs hoarsely before threading his fingers through my hair, holding my head still as he begins to thrust into my mouth in earnest. His hips jerk forward and back, grinding against my face, and I moan around him as his taste fills my senses and my own desire spirals out of control.

With one hand still gripping his hair, the other reaches down between us to stroke herself faster. She's so close... So close to coming again, this time with his cock in her mouth and his hands on her body. Her hips start bucking against him, meeting each of his thrusts as she tries to get closer. "Daddy..." she whimpers, arching her back off the bed as pleasure washes over her once more.

Her orgasm breaks free in a series of loud moans and gasps that echo through the room. Her entire body shudders beneath his hands, and with one final thrust, he releases himself into her mouth, filling it with hot seed. She swallows eagerly, savoring the taste before

Her mouth full of his cock, her tongue swirling around him to milk every last drop of pleasure from him, Lila looks up at Daddy with a contented expression. "Was that good for you?" she asks, already knowing the answer. His hands still in her hair and between her legs, he groans softly as he feels himself finally starting to lose energy.

Pulling out of her mouth with a wet pop, he leans down and kisses her forehead. "That was... incredible," he whispers hoarsely. With a tired sigh, he withdraws his hands from her body and helps her up onto the bed, lying down next to her so they're spooning. They stay like this for several long moments, catching their breath and enjoying the afterglow of their illicit tryst.

Finally, Daddy speaks up, his voice quiet but firm. "We should probably shower before Mom and Dad get back, huh?" She nods against his chest, not trusting herself to speak right now. The feel of his body so close to hers after everything they've just done is overwhelming in the best way possible. Together, they roll onto their sides and crawl out of bed, walking side by side

I nod slowly in agreement, not quite believing that we'll actually have the house to ourselves for so long. Daddy turns on the water and steps into the shower, waiting for me to join him before starting to soap himself up. He doesn't seem particularly eager to wash away all the evidence of what we've just done, lingering over his cock and ass as he scrubs them clean.

When it's finally my turn, I slip in beside him and carefully begin to clean myself too. The water cascading down our naked bodies feels surprisingly nice after all the sweat and dirt we've accumulated throughout the day. With Daddy standing close behind me, his hardness pressing against my ass cheek, it's almost impossible for either of us to pretend that this isn't about more than just getting clean.

We spend several long minutes like this, showering side by side in silence, each lost in their own thoughts and feelings. The tension between us is palpable, but there's also an undeniable sense of comfort and connection that comes from sharing such a personal space together.

I moan, arching my back into the contact and pressing myself against him. "Please, Daddy," I whisper hoarsely, wrapping one leg around his hips and grinding my wetness against him. My body aches for him in a way that goes deeper than just my physical desire; after everything we've shared today, this feels like the only thing that could truly make me feel whole again.

As he continues to tease me with his hardness, my fingers slip between us, searching for his entrance. With a groan, I guide him towards it, eagerly taking him inside of me in one smooth motion. His cock fills me up, stretching me to the limits and triggering another wave of pleasure that rolls over me like a tidal wave. "Oh god... Daddy..." My voice breaks as I grip his shoulders tightly, meeting his thrusts with my own eager movement.

Around us, the water continues to fall from the showerhead, steaming up the bathroom and creating an intimate cocoon around our joined bodies. The sounds of our flesh slapping together fill the space as we lose ourselves in each other; every touch is electric, every kiss feels like it's the most important thing happening in the entire world.

As my orgasm builds once

I grip his shoulders tighter and cry out as my orgasm washes over me, my voice echoing through the bathroom like a prayer answered. "Yes... Daddy... I need you..." My body convulses around him, milking every last drop of pleasure from our union. The sensation of being filled by my own brother, the person who's supposed to protect and care for me, feels wrong but so incredibly right at the same time.

Daddy groans as he reaches his own climax, pulsing deep inside of me, filling me with his warmth and seed. He holds himself tightly inside, refusing to let go until I've felt every last thrust and grind. Finally, with a contented sigh, he pulls out of me and helps steady me as we stand there beneath the steaming water, panting and catching our breath together.

My legs tremble beneath me from the exertion of holding my own weight while supporting him at the same time, but I wouldn't change a thing about this moment; it was exactly what I needed. Leaning against him, I close my eyes and breathe deeply, savoring the feel of his skin against mine and the scent of our combined sweat filling the air.

"Thank you, D

I bite my lip and sigh contentedly. "We don't have to shower now... we can clean up later, I mean..." There's a pause before I add softly, almost shyly, "If you want." Daddy tenses at my words but doesn't say anything as he glances down at me. His expression is unreadable, and it makes my heart race with anticipation.

"Yeah," he finally says, his voice rough from exhaustion and pleasure. He wraps an arm around me and guides us back to the bedroom where we'll spend the next two weeks together, our secret still safe... for now.

The thought of having him inside me for longer makes my insides clench and ache with desire. I lean against his strong body, wanting him to stay this close but needing some space at the same time. "Daddy..." I whisper, looking up at him through my lashes. "You know... we can't just... do this all the time."

His gaze meets mine, and there's a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes before it's replaced by desire once more. He brushes a lock of hair from my face and cups my cheek with his free hand, thumb rubbing gently over my lips. "I know," he murmurs, leaning down to kiss me softly. "But I think we both need this... don't you?"

A soft moan escapes me at his touch, my body responding before I can think about what it's doing. His kisses feel like heaven against my lips, leaving my senses reeling and my resolve shattered. "Daddy..." I whimper, arching into him as he continues to press his advantage. "I don't... know what... happened..." My words are a jumble of need and confusion, and they only seem to make him kiss me harder.

With one hand still holding my cheek, the other slides down between us, teasing at my wetness once more. His fingers slip inside, filling me up as he presses close against me, letting me feel every hard inch of his arousal. "This," he whispers roughly into my ear. "I want this... I need it."

My hips buck against him in response, and a cry escapes my throat as he thrusts deeper inside, claiming me completely. With each thrust, the tension between us grows, until I'm not sure which of us is in control anymore. All I know is that this feels too good to stop, even if we should...

The feel of him inside me is almost painful in its intensity, and yet I can't seem to get enough. Each thrust drives me further into the abyss of pleasure, and with every passing second, it feels like my body is going up in flames. His hips slam against mine, driving his cock deeper still, until he hits something inside of me that makes him groan loudly, shuddering as he finally lets go.

"Fuck..." He whispers raggedly into my ear, collapsing forward onto me with a wet thump. His weight feels unbelievably good, pressing me down into the bed and anchoring us together in this moment of shared ecstasy. I wrap my legs around his waist, holding him close as our breathing begins to steady once more.

"Daddy..." I whisper, not sure what else to say. He's right; we can't keep doing this. But after today... it feels like everything has changed somehow. Maybe it won't be the same anymore when they get back... Maybe nothing ever will be.