Writer's Notes:
Everyone in this story is 18 years old or older. If you're willing, comment your likes and dislikes about the story... And vote!!! Enjoy the story folks.
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Very early the next morning, he wakes up before the crack of dawn, gets off her bed, gives his still naked sleeping sister a kiss and goes to his room to get more sleep. He needs it after two all nighters in a row.
Hours after mom and dad have gone to work, she wakes up. Bobby is not in her room so she goes searching for him, finding him asleep on his bed. She crawls on him, wakes him up and gives him a good morning kiss, then a smile.
"Something tells me you want more sex?" he says kinda groggy, but smiling.
"Yup. I'm sick with sex and you're the cure. Ready to fuck me again?"
"Just give me a couple minutes to wake up and we can fuck all you want," he tells her.
Her smile is contagious as she gives him a kiss that turns passionate. He returns her passion as his dick doesn't take any time rising to the occasion because he already has a woody. She strokes it as she stares at his cock, all ready and waiting for her. Waiting for him to wake up, she starts sucking it and he responds with moans.
"Damn, Susie. You're really good at that."
"Thanks, Bro," she says lifting off him, then goes right back to sucking him.
He lays with his eyes closed, enjoying the sensations of her talent. With passion in her eyes, she stops sucking him, gets off and lays on her stomach next to him and waits while she wiggles her ass.
Feeling the bed move from her wiggling, he looks at her and his cock comes alive at her invitation. He gets up and straddles her as he rubs his cock. When the time is right, he points it between her cheeks and as it gets close to her pussy, she gets wet.
He pushes into her and she raises her ass as his cock finds all her pleasure points from behind. The sensations are off the charts as he pushes all the way inside her pussy, then fucks his sister.
She moans loudly as his cock slides in and out and she feels the immense pleasure. Having a quick orgasm, she continues to feel the pleasure, but doesn't tell him about her orgasm, like she said she would.
Susie is in sex heaven with her brother's cock fucking her from behind and she likes it more than she thought she would. She encourages him to fuck her by wiggling her ass when he slows down, but she's getting near the end of her rope. A few more thrusts of his cock and she explodes in orgasm and he pounds her through it. When he stops, he's tired and wants to rest. He hasn't cum, but does enjoy sex with his sister immensely.
He pulls out and rolls off and she just stays where she is, just as tired as he is. Moments later, getting some life in her body, she crawls on top of him and looks him in his closed eyes. She smiles, knowing she finally wore him out for a change and she's proud of herself. She rolls off and takes a place on the bed next to him, cuddling him tight.
Bobby forces himself up, goes to the bathroom and makes some noise before returning to the bed. He's still tired because two all nighter's in a row is a little much for him. He lays down and she crawls on top with her chin resting on her hands below his head. She's adorable and he can't believe his sister looks at him like that.
"So," she says, "what do you think about last night?"
"You were awesome, Sis. If I'm not mistaking, he got you off, didn't he?"
"Not really. I did cum, but it was more me than him, with a little help from his cock," she explains. "And the fact that you were watching me played a big part of my orgasm."
"You were definitely enjoying yourself, though. I could see it in your actions."
"I was, again mostly because you were watching me. I can't tell you how much it turned me on."
"Guess maybe we should do it again sometime?" he wonders.
"Maybe. I'm satisfied just fucking you, but when you go out with Amy, I feel left out so I replace some of my feelings with fantasy, hoping it turns to reality one of these days. It can be fun."
"I'm getting the impression you don't want me going out with Amy? Is that true?"
"Yeah, it kinda is, but I don't want to tell you that. You've turned into a free spirit and don't need your sister telling you who you can date...or fuck."
"But, what if I want you to?"
"What are you trying to tell to me, Bobby?"
"Sis, I would rather spend time with you than anyone else at this time."
She sits on his lap quickly and pulls him to her, wrapping her limbs around him, holding him tight. With tears in her eyes, she cries as her strength is beyond her norm. He has wetness in his eyes as she kisses him everywhere and when she kisses his dick, they engage in sex off and on until just before mom and dad arrive. Then they instantly turn into normal kids until the parents go to bed, then return to having more great, happy sex almost all night long.
It was a long day of little more than sex so they succumb to sleep eventually.
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In the morning, Bobby opens his eyes around 10, after his third all nighter in a row, expecting his sister to want more sex. To his surprise, Susie is not next to him, and after scanning his room, she's not in the room either.
She's normally all over him for sex as soon as he wakes up, but not this time. Not thinking much of it, he takes a shower and the one that always shows up next to him, doesn't show herself so he dries off and gets dressed, wondering where she is and why she's not wanting sex.
He goes to her room, then to the kitchen, then all over the house and doesn't find her anywhere. Looking at the pool, she's not there either. He knows mom and dad are at work, but where the hell is Susie? Passing by the bookshelf, he sees the weather station, telling him the time and date.
The date puzzles him. It should be showing at least a month from the day they got home from college because of the time he's spent with Susie and Amy, but it doesn't. Wondering what the hell is going on, he parks his ass on the livingroom sofa to relax and figure it out.
The fact is, he's alone in the house and he shouldn't be. Then he focuses on things he can see, feel, or touch and a light comes on in his head. Having had a two dates and sex with Amy recently, his brain sends him to the contact list in his phone and looks for her number.
As he's searching his phone, it suddenly dawns on him he doesn't know a girl named Amy. To be honest, he doesn't know any of the girls at college and just a few here at home. Based on the current date, telling him today is the day after he moved back home, he connects those two and adds to it the lack of phone number for the mysterious Amy and comes to a conclusion.
As he reviews all that is in his mind about the scenario before him, he reaches the only possible conclusion available. The sex education he received from his sister and the sex he had with Amy was a dream he had during the night. After loading the vehicles at college, he was so tired he crashed after dinner, went to bed, entered dreamworld and lived it.
His dream was so real it completely fooled him. He's so disappointed and having a hard time believing it never happened. Completely devastated, he finds himself in a situation where he has to deal with it, but also wishes his sister would do what he dreamed she did. Now, he wonders if she even has a desire to do anything like that.
As he sits on the sofa with frustration written all over him, Susie returns home. She sees his state of mind, leaves her bags on the floor and pads to him. Bobby looks like he's lost his best friend so she sits across from him, concerned about him and looks at him with empathy.
"Hi Bobby. You slept in late this morning and now you look like you've lost your best friend. Want to talk about it?"
Bobby looks at her with a blank look...and wonders. He's staring at his sister and she's getting a little nervous as a result.
"Sorry, Sis... Not only do I look like I lost my best friend, I feel like it too," he says with sadness in his voice.
"What's wrong?" Susie asks.
"I'm not sure you would believe it even if I told you so I'm going to my room to sulk for a while."
He gets up and slowly walks away.
"Bobby, when you want to talk about it, come find me. I'm willing to listen."
Bobby stops and looks at his sister, nods and aimlessly wanders to his room and for the first time, he has no desire to read. What he wants from his sister she may not be willing to give him so he has to present his sadness as something that will be good for him, not that he's greedy, but to complicate matters, he's infatuated with his sister because of the dream.
As he lays on his bed, staring at the ceiling, he tries to organize his thoughts for his presentation to her. He's nervous about doing it, but he wants the attention she gave him in the dream really bad.
Thinking so hard about his dream and presentation, time slips by him without being noticed. When he gets to the point where it's not going to get any better, he sits at the edge of his bed, pondering what he's ready to do. As he glances at the clock on the night stand, he knows mom and dad will be home soon so he has to postpone his presentation til the morning.
Disappointed again, he's off to find his sister. Looking all through the house, she is not in his sights until he looks toward the pool. There she is, laying on a lounge chair in a skimpy bikini that makes his dick stir. He knows for sure she's teasing him, but maybe she's just being Susie. Padding to her, he sits down next to her.
"Susie, I've done a lot of thinking, but I don't have adequate time to tell you before mom and dad come home. So, tomorrow morning I will explain. Okay?" he asks.
"Bobby, I'm on pins and needles about this. What can you tell me now?"
Bobby thinks about his answer, then explains.
"I don't want to start now because what I have to tell you must stay between us, never for any other ears."
"Sounds serious. You okay? Can I do something for you now?"
"I could use a hug, if you're willing."
She smiles. They stand up and embrace each other. The feel of her bare skin against him warms his heart and the longer it lasts, tears come to his eyes. She feels the drip on her skin and looks him in the eyes. Seeing how serious this is, she squeezes him and he returns it with a tight one of his own. Then he breaks it off and walks away.
In his room, he changes into his favorite orange gym shorts and goes to the weight room to work off some anxiety. He's working himself hard and after a while, Susie appears in the doorway.
"Are you okay? I'm worried about you."
