Lucid dreams

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Lucid dreams

Before anyone makes any critical judgements or abuse, I'm up for critism just lay it kindly I need to only improve but hey just enjoy the story. A brother envys his younger sister, but when things start to go his way it can only be reality or is it... I guess the lust for my younger sister started on the day when she turned 15 it was on her b-day party that she got me bye surprise, her body is absolutely perfect to an absolute brim. Her boobs are fucking perfect big but not to big but enough to make any man at her age die of a heart attack. June 15th was her b-day, she had 7 of her sluty and sexy friends over, they were all watching some show..pretty little liars I think. My mum and I had gotten her a cake that was made of ice cream and hid it in the freezer at the very back. "Time for cake girls" all of them just started to get up and jump up and down like they had ADHD. My sister though..her breasts were bouncing up and down all over her chest and her died maroon coloured hair was jumping around over her shoulders to. And when every one started to sing the jolly hey ho of happy birthday to you happy birthday to you happy birthday to you Hannah happy birthday to you. After the singing was she went to blow out the trick candles and slipped! Letting the edge of her shirt to catch just the side of the cake. And smearing it all over her shorts. "God honey go get changed into something better before you make a mess" says my mum Kelsey she had a thing for keeping things tides but today was no excuse ether. "Okay mum be right back" she trots up the stairs like a demented penguin and disappears down the hall way to where ever. After about 5 minutes mum says " go see watch she is doing she's taking bloody forever" I nod my 16 year old head in acceptance and march my butt down the hallway. I walk past her room with the door wide open and her hamper with her Lacey C cup bra and silky blue cotton panties right on the top of them as well as the cake stained clothes. I could feel my heart starting to beat faster and faster and my cock get harder to. I step in her room expecting her to be there but she's not!, I take another look at the hamper in desperation, I slowly extend my arm to it and grab hold of the silky but kinky panties, I realise there wet like there's a water stain on them and hold them to my engrossed face to smell them. " holy shit she's fucking WET.." She is horny and soiled her nice panties with female cum. I tuck them away in my pocket to use later and step out of her room. She must be in the bathroom then, so I creep my way up the hall past my room on the right them mums on the left. And the bathroom at the end of the hall. I stop in my tracks and take a deep breath and latch my hand on the door knob and turn it and push my force to open the door and... My sister has her tits hanging out her legs on the sink near the tap her arse proped on the high bathtub and the hair brush in-between her shaved dripping pussy. In and out in and out was the motion she was using and her left arm was massaging her right breast and her head looking at the ceiling moaning in pleasure. Her faster motions means she is nearing a heavy orgasm but she stops just randomly and it list her head down straight at me and burns her eyes through my soul. 2 seconds into it I close the door and fall to the ground. I'm panting with the biggest hard on and pre-cum oozing out of my pants. I reluctantly get myself up and knock on the door. " who is it" she says in her fuckable and sexy voice, "mum wats to know what ya doin in there ya taking a while" " oh yeah sorry um I was just ahh cleaning my self up" I take a massive deep breath and exhale prominently and say " ok cool we'll I'm going to bed,happy birthday Hannah and enjoy the cake" "okay bye Ridley I'll talk in the morning" I turn to go down to my room and close and lock my door wop off my jeans and get her panties. I sit on my bed my head laid back and put her cotton panties around my enlarged cock and start to masturbate. After that night things were different she always asked favours and always told me she loved me and would call me the best brother a sister can have.but now I'm 19 and she's 18 I'm starting to find opportune in her. She always asks if I can drop her off and pick her up from netball on Tuesdays and Fridays. I've been working a lot lately so I need my sleep and arrive abit early to pick her up from her game to sleep in my car. I see her walking along the trail from the front door to my truck and opens the door "hey brother lover" hay Hannah I think in my mind to say but just smile and start the engine in my truck. She says "hey bro can I get changed in here the change rooms in the gym where to packed and was busy" I look in the rear vision mirror and see her eager eyes. "Umm yeah sure if you need to" she nods her head in appreciation and starts getting dressed all the way home I then run inside before she does and get to her room. And find her hamper full of multi coloured panties and bras in grab the first pair of panties I find and leg it back to my room and shut the door. I grab my hard cock in my hand and see a thong in my hands "I can't wank with a thong" I say and think of a sexy and good idea. I grab it and put it on my head to smell the pussy in it with tissues as I masturbate. I do this for about 5 minutes when I hear " oh my fucking god Ridley" I cock my head to see Hannah in her fluorescent pink and green sports bra and with a pair of bike shorts on. I quickly pull off the thong from my head and throw it away and try to hide my cock. "Wow shit fuck Hannah you scared me" she look at me with her hand I front of her like she trying to sort of grab something but can't. "You were jerking off to my pussy smell" I could die now with no regrets and still be ashamed of what I was doing. "Ahh shit yeah..you smell so good Hannah like fuck I would fuck you now if you weren't my sister" she changes her facial expression to a surprised look of disbelief. "We'll instead of smelling my soiled panties and thongs, why don't you smell and lick the real thing" She starts to barb at the elastic of her bike shorts and yanks them down to her ankle revealing a perfectly shaved pussy that was semi-wet. "What you've got to be kidding me" she slowly starts to walk to the bed then sticks 2 fingers in her pussy and rubs them on my lip sand nose. The smell was intoxicating and fucking epic I lick my lips then her fingers and start to kiss her on the lips like a 12 year old with a lollipop. She sits on the bed and spreads he legs out and sits back. I instantly dive down and starts to rub her box like a kid opening up presents on Christmas."ohhhh FUCK Ridley...god keep going keep going" I starts to lick her swollen clit and finger her sex hole with 2 fingers. " your so tasty Hannah" is what I say. "Keep going keep going OH FUUUCCCKKKK" then she orgasms her pussy juice all over my face and mouth. Which I reluctantly lick up. "Ok Han I'm gonna fuck you senseless" I don't here her say anything but I kneel up and align my cock head with her wet pussy opening.she jerks her hip up and swallows 1/4 of my dick and I starts to use my hips to pound her using missionary position. After about 10 minutes of love making with the same outcome I pick up the pace and after 4 orgasms I was ready to blow my load. "Ha..ha..ha..ha.. Hannah I'm about to cum" she looks up into my eyes and mouths "cum in me" that was the last straw I start banging her pussy like a drill and in 2 minutes I blow rope after rope of hot sensual cum deep in her pussy possibly making her pregnant. "Oh my fucking gawd brother" I slowly pull out my soft cock from her pussy and just make out with her and love her like a real man should waht I should be doing. I wake up to hear Hannah opening the door to my car and hoping in from a Friday night game of netball. "Oh shit hey Hannah how was the game" I say abit sadly realising all of what just happened was a dream. "It was good we won bye 4" she seems happy enough but who knows what's wrong with her."hay Ridley can I..uhhh..get dressed in here the change rooms are packed and my bra is saturated with sepweat and it's realy uncomfortable" I look in the back seat to see her with her jacket off and her Fluorescent pink and green sports bra. "Ahh sure if you realy want to" "Thanks bro I love you soo much" Thanks for reading Comment for more chapters and ideas. Part 2 TBC

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