Hot Summer Job/Try to apologize

What the fuck were you thinking? You can't just take your little sister's virginity without so much as a "this might sting a little" and expect her to be fine with that. Of course it's a little late now to be asking for permission. If you've betrayed her trust and ruined your relationship that damage will be hard to undo. But... it's supposed to be easier to ask for forgiveness than consent, right? The very fucking least you can do is apologize.

You hop off the bed and look down for your shorts. Looking down causes you to notice the faint pink swirls mixed in with the cum coating your shaft. It's now very apparent you popped Bree's cherry. You had some doubts with how easily you managed to ram yourself into her, but you're not exactly a virginity expert, other than being one for far longer than you would have liked.

You're about to grab your shorts when you notice something else; there's a wet spot on the bed. As in a small puddle of cum. On your parents' bed. Not good. Mom finding her kids' intermingling sexual juices seeping into her comforter is not likely to make for a brilliant summer vacation.

You run to the bathroom, wet a hand towel with some soap, then race back to the bed. Hopping up onto your knees you scrub at the incriminating spot, scraping off the thicker residuals and working out the impending stain as best you can. Then, sitting back to survey the damage, you notice your post-coital cock has been dribbling beneath you.

"Fuck," you mutter aloud in frustration.

Off to the bathroom again to rinse off your meat, then back to the bed to clean up more of the evidence. It takes a few minutes before you get to a point where you feel like you haven't ruined their bed and can finally stop freaking out.

Your brain feels hazy after freaking out and barely processing anything that just happened. You wander forward, lazily stepping out of your parent's bedroom, and catch your sister in the hallway. The two of you are still naked. Well, mostly. You're still wearing her bikini top.

"Hey, Bree," you start. She was already heading for her room, and seeing you doesn't stop her. In fact she barely glances at you as she hurries into her bedroom and closes her door behind her.

"Hey, just wait a sec," you urge, stepping after her. You grab her door handle and find it locked. You don't know if she's ever locked her door before. Mom encourages privacy, but it's weird for her to actually want it. She sure has a legitimate reason for once. And yet you aren't okay with that. You want to talk to her, to clear the air, before she makes up her mind about what did or did not just happen (namely, being raped by her brother).

Thankfully, the fact that she's rarely used her lock means she probably has no idea how it works. Besides mom and dad's room, all of the handle-based locks in the house use a simple pin-hole key system. You run to the bathroom and pull open a drawer. Any drawer would do. Fishing around in the bottom you find one of many discarded hairpins. Bringing that back to your sister's room you jam it into the hole in the center of the handle. Carefully, creepily even, you push in on it and turn the knob, silently gaining entry to your sister's room. You slowly open her door, shaking your head at yourself as you do. You don't want her to hate you even more by invading her space, but quietly breaking into her room while she's inside does nothing to counter that.

A strangely familiar buzzing sound catches your ear just as your sister comes into view. She's facing away from you on her bed, but not in the way you were expecting to find her. Bree's face is buried in her pillows, her butt pointed up in the air and notably directly towards you. But more noteworthy than that, along with the fact that she's still completely naked, is the toothbrush placed between her legs.

It was no more than six months ago that your sister had started to drone on and on about how cool electric toothbrushes are, how much better they are at brushing, and how all of her friends had them. It didn't take much for her to convince mom to invest in her dental hygiene. But it seems that wasn't exactly what Bree had in mind. Although you know you have seen her proudly brush her teeth complimented by that high pitched whir in the background, those spinning bristles are brushing nothing but air at the moment while the flat backside of the vibrating brush head is pressed right up against her pussy.

Catching your baby sister pleasuring herself on her bed is a little shocking. Yeah, you just fucked her, but she wasn't really involved in any part of that. She might as well have been a literal corpse given how she just laid there and passively accepted her first ever deep dicking. She wasn't invested in any of it. But here, now, she wants it. She wants to feel good. She seeks her own sexual release and satisfaction. And witnessing this new aroused state of your little sister is quickly reinflating your cock.

Best of all, maybe this means she doesn't hate you...?

• Interrupt her; You two need to talk

• Just wait; she should cum first (Request)