Kate's conscious mind woke into a dream. It was nighttime. The air was stagnant and pleasantly warm. She looked around her. She could make out a sea of short wild grass that seemed to stretch out infinitely in every direction. She looked up. An abundance of stars shined brightly in the sky, just bright enough to illuminate the ground with a subtle moonlit glow. Except there was no moon. Only the dazzling, twinkling stars.
She searched them for familiar constellations but found none. There were more stars than she'd ever remembered seeing in the sky, even from the camping trips of her youth. It was an incredible sight to behold.
This was far and away the most vivid dream she had ever experienced. It felt real.
She looked out from her chair (chair?) and in an instant the sky began to swirl with the familiar red and blue hues that she grew to lust after. Shooting stars began darting from one star to the next at blistering speeds, creating flashing pathways between them that vanished as quickly as they appeared.
She noticed a change in her breathing. Was she breathing before? She couldn't remember.
She looked down at her body. Naked. Her bare breasts rose and fell with each passing deep, long breath she took. She was sitting in a chair. It was somewhat industrial looking, metal with arms on each side. Her own arms sat atop them. Kate tried to move them to no avail, but she didn't panic. She felt good. Content. Comfortable. And... and...
Something was pleasuring her. The chair? No, it wasn't. But
something
was and she sat motionless, enjoying the feeling as the lights migrated around the space and the stars exhibited their beautiful light show.
The same feelings that normally made her frantic and hungry now brought her a sense of calmness. She could stay here forever. Calm and... open. Yeah, open was the word. She felt wide open.
This was a good place. She closed her eyes and bathed in the aura and feeling of the space around her.
When she opened her eyes again she was awake. For real this time. She was on her side. In front of her she saw the digital alarm clock on her nightstand next to her phone and glasses. 8:40 a.m. It also had a little LED dot sitting under the current day of the week that was printed on the plastic. Saturday.
Her covers were pulled all the way down her body, covering only her feet and her shirt was pulled up over her chest, exposing her tits to the cool conditioned air. Her nipples were hard and she felt a hand gripping her hip. Just like in the dream, her breathing was heavy, making her chest visibly rise and fall.
Something was inside her. Or rather, someone.
"Mmmm good morning~," she said, voice still groggy from her awakening.
The person behind her (Jake probably) didn't immediately respond. They were slowly using her body, sliding in and out of her for their own pleasure. She was already wet, either from her dream or from whatever the person currently fucking her might have done to her while she slept. Then again, she was almost always wet nowadays.
After a handful of long, electrifying strokes he spoke up.
"Morning..." He let out a short, breathy laugh. "Sorry. I just needed to fuck you Katie. I thought about you all last night."
She knew it was him, but the few moments of being unsure who's cock was inside her were exhilarating.
After a quick, tired chuckle she responded. "Don't be sorry. Just keep going."
"Okay... yeah."
She felt his hand move from her hip to her ass cheek and spread it apart.
Jake looked down at his sister's pussy after he spread her ass. The sight got him every time. The way it gripped him. He was taking it slow. Enjoying every inch of the inside of her as they spooned together in her bed.
"Aren't they home?" she asked.
"No," he replied. "They left for the store a little bit ago."
He let go of her cheek and it fell down to meet the other one and rest on his dick as he moved his hand back to her hip. He pulled almost completely out of her before pressing back inside as he started to speak again.
"I thought you didn't care though. Anytime, anywhere. Right?"
"Oh no I wasn't mmm-protesting. If anything it would have been hotter. Us exposed on the bed like this with only a door to protect our little secret."
"Yeahhh," he affirmed to her as his cock slid back out of her warmth and prepared to enter her again.
"They texted you?"
"Yeah they did," he said, closing his eyes as his balls pressed up against her ass.
"Then what happened little brother?" she said with a mischievous tone to her voice.
She wants me to tell her about it while we fuck, he thought. God that is so hot.
"I sat in my room til I heard the front door. I started touching myself a little bit while I waited."
It seemed so long ago when Kate (or Katie right now she figured) ran screaming out of her brother's room when she found him jerking off. It was hard to imagine a world where she didn't give him a helping hand in that situation now. These days she was taking his dick on the regular. He may as well have won the jackpot.
"After I heard the front door close I walked over to your door and knocked. Not loud. But you didn't answer."
"And you snuck in anyway?"
"Yeah," he exhaled.
"That's so
fucking
hot, J."
She slid the hand she wasn't laying on up to one of her breasts and gave it a gentle squeeze, gave her already hard nipple a pinch and then moved it back to the bed. Her palm spread open against the fitted sheet.
"Keep going~," she said, asking him to continue his story and encouraging him to continue taking her.
"I walked over to the other side of the bed. Pulled down my underwear and started stroking myself in front of you." He pulled out extra slow and evened it out with a faster thrust. "I thought about just cumming on your face."
"Mmm-I'm glad you didn't." Would she have orgasmed right then and there if he did? Or did she need to touch him? She didn't know for sure. "But I would take your cum anywhere you gave it to me."
He didn't respond to her comment. He was starting to get lost in his story and in her pussy. She was along for the ride and had no complaints.
"I grabbed your little top and pulled it up to get a nice look at your tits. The tits I wanted to jerk off to for over a week after you caught me masturbating."
As if to accentuate his point, he slid a hand up to squeeze one of her tits while he fucked her and recounted his story.
"I moved the blanket to give myself a better view and I didn't see any panties at your hips."
A short, sudden moan escaped her lips. "I didn't sleep in any panties. Just for you, J."
"I walked around and laid on this side of the bed and pulled the rest of the blankets off of you. I jerked myself off to your ass and when I spread it you were already wet."
"I'm always wet for you, little brother."
"You were so wet your thighs were slippery. I lubed myself up and slipped my dick between them."
