"What happened to you?"
My sister's smile was very unorthodox. I haven't seen her this happy in years. Her steps were peppy and her tits bounced as she walked to the fridge.
I was having a normal breakfast until my see came in wearing no pants and only an oversized t-shirt. My cock poked the bottom of the table as it came out of the hole in my boxers.
"Have you ever had a lucid dream? It's amazing! Last night was the best night ever!" she yelled.
Had she been dreaming the entire time? The night before, I thought she had been awake the whole time and just pretending. At least she got some pleasure out of it.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"You don't wanna know," she said.
"Tell me."
I always told my sister to trust me and tell me anything without having to worry about her secrets being spread or worrying about criticism. I hope she would tell me everything.
"I had a wet dream last night." She blushed.
"About who?" I asked.
"Ew why do you want to know who I dreamed about having sex with!" she giggled. I did not laugh.
"Who was it?" My tone and face were serious.
"Why do you look so mad?" She started to frown.
"I'm sorry." I grabbed her by the shoulders. "Just tell me."
Thank God my cock was back in my underwear. Still, it's presence was not avoidable.
She stared at my bulge for three full seconds before looking back into my eyes.
"You."
My head started spinning. My cock twitched. I had sex with my sister. She didn't know it. I didn't want to hurt her. I just wanted to make both of us feel good. Somehow my actions did what they intended. I made her cum. In the real world and the dream world. We both got pleasure out of it. But still, I felt guilty and I knew I had to tell her.
"Uhhh, I had the same dream. But it wasn't a dream."
The confusion was visible on her face.
"I fucked you while you slept."
The words came out like I was a deflating balloon. It was now my turn to blush. The words sounded even worse out loud. I tried to apologize.
"I'm so-" She interrupted my apology by planting her lips onto mine.
Her eyes were closed. My eyes were as wide as they could possibly go. Then my eye lids drooped down as I melted into the kiss. Her tongue had slipped into my mouth and licked each other on the inside. At this point, our faces were both red. She broke kiss and bolted up the stairs to her room. I stood there, petrified from a flood of emotions. I walked slowly to the bathroom and beat my dick, remembering her tits pressed up against my chest, her nipples poking through her shirt, and her soft mouth and sexy tongue. Shot after shot of cum covered the bathroom mirror. I went to my room after cleaning up. Neither of us had left our rooms until it was night time.
My stomach growled. I need to get something to eat. I walked to the kitchen to see my sister eating. I sat next to her after making a sandwich.
"Do you like me?" she asked.
"I love you."
"Do you think I'm cute?"