Scott was still in a daze as he stood outside the door into the master bedroom where he had just spent the last thirty minutes being thoroughly fucked by his mother. Or had he just thoroughly fucked his mother? Either way, he was still a bit stunned when he noticed his sister peeking out of her bedroom door. She motioned to him.
"Scott," she whispered, "come here."
He walked over to her door where she grabbed his arm and pulled him into the bedroom. Once inside she swung him around so he practically fell onto her bed. Finally regaining some composure, he sat at the edge of her bed and asked, "What's going on?"
"Did you talk to mom about yesterday?"
"Well, kind of."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, she called me into her room and started talking about it, about seeing you and then seeing me, but then she got kind of quiet."
"Quiet?"
"Well yeah, she got quiet for a few seconds and then took off her robe and began pawing at my cock."
"She what?"
Scott nodded, "She dropped her robe, grabbed my cock and pulled me onto the bed with her."
"And you..."
"Yes, we fucked until she came a couple of times. After I came she kept telling me how lucky you were losing your virginity to me. Apparently back when she lost hers it was something very bad."
"So this is how they are handling it all," Jeanie said.
"What?"
"I got up early this morning and went downstairs to get a bottle of water. Dad was already in the kitchen. I saw him first and tried to sneak back upstairs but he spotted me and called me back," Jeanie said, sitting down on the bed next to Scott.
"Oh damn, what happened then?"
"Well he said he wanted to talk to me about what you and I were doing in their room. He wasn't acting angry or even disgusted by what he saw, it was more like he was nervous. Anyway, he talked about seeing me naked after just having sex, how my nipples were so firm, how my pussy was wet and open. He kept stuttering, stopping and starting while he talked.
"Apparently as I rushed past him and mom I brushed against him... one of my breasts brushed his arm and that was all he said he could think about. As he was talking to me he stepped out from behind the island in the kitchen. He was just in a tee shirt and boxer shorts, you know how he would wander the house like that in the morning.