"Hey Butthead, get out of bed," my older sister Jenny yelled from the bedroom door.
I groaned and buried my head under a pillow. "No," came my muffled reply.
The next thing I knew, she was on top of me trying to pull the pillow off my head and the covers off the rest of me. "Get your lazy ass up. I want to go to the lake and I want to get there before noon."
"It's my only day off and I want to sleep in," I told her as I held onto the pillow and sheet.
She bounced on my stomach as she straddled my body. A moment later, she wiggled her hips and moved down my body slightly to wiggle her hips even harder as she settled on my morning boner. I could feel the heat of her sex under the thin gown and through the sheet.
"Morning wood, my favorite breakfast," she whispered and then giggled. "Too bad dad won't let me."
"I won't tell him, if you won't," I whispered back.
"Tempting, very tempting but no, I'd rather torment you."
Dad stuck his head in the door and said, "Cut out the horse play and get dressed. Your mom will have breakfast ready, very shortly."
Jenny giggled and leaned over closer to me as dad's head disappeared. "I know what mom had for breakfast," she whispered next to my ear.
"Yeah, dad's dick," I shot back at her as I tried to buck her body off mine. All I succeeded in doing was to bounce Jenny hard on my dick, which made us both groan.
She wiggled and grinned at me. "Nope, not even close. She had my pussy with a nice white cream sauce from daddy. I've already had a dozen orgasms today and it ain't even nine yet. Your finding out about the family secret sure put the sex in high gear."
"Glad I could be of help," I replied sarcastically. "Why'd you have to format my hard drive? Now I can't even have any fun that way. Anyway, how'd you know about the camera?"
"Didn't you wonder why I'd keep an empty powder box on my dresser? Did it ever cross your mind that I might use that box for something of my own? I saw the hole in the side as soon as I got in my room and it took even less time to add it all up."
"You found the camera that quick?" I asked not believing my bad luck.
"I use that box to store my pot when I'm home you dummy. Sure I noticed."
"Uh, you smoke weed?"
Jenny giggled. "That question from the guy who was going to make a quick buck off making a cocaine delivery."
"Yeah, but I was just delivering, not using."
"Pot ain't cocaine either. When you screw up, you do it royally," Jenny said with a frown. "You're just lucky it was your first offence and you were still under eighteen, otherwise you'd be having this conversation with a guy named Bubba."
"At least I'd get a blow job." I replied with a smirk.
"Or you might be giving one or getting it up your skinny white ass," Jenny pointed out with a grin.
"Uh, point taken. Look, I know I screwed up and I'm sorry about that, I've been sorry from day one. But, this family thing has me freaked out in more ways than one. How long has this been going on?"
"Since I turned eighteen, well, it started when I confessed to mom that I loved to suck dick. She caught me giving my boyfriend at the time a blowjob. I expected her to be furious but she just grinned and said, "Welcome to the club." After that, we talked and then we ended up in bed together. I got my pussy ate for the first time and found out I liked to eat pussy also."
"How did dad get involved?"
Jenny giggled and whispered, "He came home from work early one Friday and caught us in a sixtynine. My ass was in the air so I got a big dick in it. Actually, it was in my pussy that first time. Later that night it was in my ass. By the end of the weekend, I was hooked on being the household slut. Anybody and anytime as long as it's in the house or our yard."
"Holy shit, how did I miss all this?"
"You were too wrapped up in football, computer porn, and fantasizing about little Lisa," Jenny said. At my startled look, she grinned and nodded, "Yeah, I know all about your lust for little Lisa. To tell the truth, I lust after her too. Man, I'd love to get my head between her thighs. That red hair makes my mouth water."
"Mine too," I replied, "Not to mention the boner she produces every time I see her."
"Maybe I should invite her to the lake," Jenny whispered thoughtfully, her hips shifting back and forth on my hard dick.
"And then she could sleep over in your room and you could put my camera back in the powder box," I said with a big grin.
"Dad has your camera but don't worry, I gave him an idea that he might just go for."
"Huh?" I asked in confusion.
"Don't worry about it, it'll all work out believe me," Jenny said as she got off the bed. She made sure to pause at just the right moments to flash her wet pussy at me.
When I licked my lips, she giggled. "We'll have to do a sixtynine of our own when you're off probation."
"Uh...." I got out as she headed for the door.
Jenny paused and looked back at me. "Get your ass out of bed," she said loudly and then grinned.
I tossed the covers back and lifted my hard-on up right. Now it was her turn to lick her lips. "Oh yeah," she whispered as she turned and headed down the hall.
I laughed at the lustful look on her face and rolled out of bed. Today might be a good day after all.
*****
Dad was wearing shorts and a t-shirt as he ate breakfast. Jenny still had on her gown and mom made me stop in my tracks as I entered the kitchen. Short shorts with her ass cheeks hanging out at the bottom and a thin white wife beater shirt were all I saw from the back. A bib apron covered her front.
"Sit down and eat," Dad said. "We have some things to talk about."
I glanced at Jenny as I crossed the room and sat down. She grinned at me and took a bite of her waffle.
"Morning Jim," mom said without turning around. "Get a waffle, I'll have another couple ready in a minute."
I forked a waffle off the plate in the middle of the table and started to butter it. As I forked a second one, Jenny said, "Dad wants to know how hard it would be to put cameras all over the house and outside."
"The cameras aren't a problem. They make several different types of hook ups. Some are wired and some are wifi. The wifi are the easiest as you don't have to mess with wires. How many cameras are we talking about and do you want them to record and save or just monitor?"
I could see dad seriously thinking about my question, which was unusual in and of itself. After a moment, he replied, "Maybe a dozen cameras, counting the ones for the pool and backyard."
"No problem. A couple of six camera sets would do the trick easily." I told him.