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Advantages of Sleepwalking

by Anonymous


Incest Sex Story: Having a sleepwalking problem could be advantageous some times

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft   Teenagers   Consensual   Fiction   Incest   Brother   Sister   Anal Sex   Oral Sex   .

Ever since I was a young boy, I had a problem with sleepwalking. My mom used to come down in the morning to the kitchen and find me in my boxers on the couch, when she distinctly remembered putting me to sleep in my own bed. It was never a problem, but more of a nuisance, and they had to start dead bolting my door so I couldn’t hurt myself falling down the stairs.

Let me tell you about my family. My dad is a lawyer, and he is never home. He is a traveling person, and defends important people when they do stupid stuff. He makes a lot of money. My mom is one of those super feminist rights women who is always bitching about how women should have more power and how the USA would be such a great place if there was a woman president blah blah blah. Then there is my older brother. He is a graduate from Harvard, and is now practicing law just like my dad. He is the perfect child. He does no wrong. I’m always being compared to him, “Why can’t you get straight A’s” “He didn’t smoke pot” “He went to Harvard, and you aren’t even gonna get into Harvard on the Highway” The weird thing is, I make straight A’s, and I smoke pot.

Then there is my sister, Christine. She is 16 years old, and until a few years ago, she was just my sister. But lately, I’ve been noticing her. I know it’s sick, and I know I’m not sexually dissatisfied since being the school’s main offensive tackle girls don’t say no to me, and I get laid pretty much after every football game and practice.

But she is one of the hottest girls I know. But being my sister she wouldn’t let me touch her, even if we were both flat out wasted one night ... NEVER!

She is about 5’2. Really short, but she has the biggest rack for a short gal I’ve ever seen. God, I’d love to bounce those tits around all night. She has long blond hair, the cutest little face and an ass that will blow any guy or girl out of this world. And to make it worse, she always wears tight clothes, coochie cutters, and tube tops, everywhere she goes.

I’ve always been pretty protective over my little sister, because I know that every single one of my friends would do anything to pop her cherry. I know I’d like to myself, but no one knows that, not even my closest friend, Jim. Jim is the Quarterback, and he gets a lot more attention than I do, even though everyone tells me I’m better looking than he is. But I guess that being quarterback gets you a lot of advantages. One of them is that my little sister is madly in love with him. Maybe one day I could let him in on my little fantasy and we could double-team her together. But not until I have her first. No one is gonna have her until I do.

One day, I was looking for my CD player in my sister’s room, and I was going through her stuff, when I came across a very nice surprise. In her underwear drawer (which is only half the surprise) under her 2 or 3 black thongs, I found a bag and in that bag was about a 25 of weed. What a surprise, maybe I could get to know her in a more intimate way through this lovely plant.

She didn’t come home till late, and I heard her get in the shower, and I thought to myself, maybe I could get a sneak peak at my sister. I got in my boxers, messed up my hair and started walking towards the shower, pretending to be asleep. I barged in the door and crashed on the floor. Christine screamed at the top of her lungs. My mom wasn’t home and my dad was out cold. She jumped out of the shower and started throwing water on me. My eyes shot open and I tried to look confused, but the only thing I could do, was stare at the lovely patch of hair between her legs.

SHE SHAVED. It was shaved like a newborn kitten. I don’t think she could tell by my eyes what I was looking at, but she could tell by the flagpole sticking out from my boxers. She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself. The surprising thing was that she wasn’t mad, she though I had hurt myself. She helped me up and brought me to my room.

I pretended that I had hurt my head, and asked if she could get me a Tylenol. She came back still in her towel, but she was different. She had this smirk on her face, and then she shut the door and locked it.

“I know you weren’t sleep walking,” she said.

“What are you talking about, I was so fucking confused when I woke up.”

Thank god it was dark and she couldn’t see my face turning bright red “It doesn’t matter Jammy, I think you have a great body too.” She always called me Jammy when she wanted to borrow some money.

“For real Christine, I was sleep walking.” I don’t know why I was saying this, she looked pretty turned on, and my boner still hadn’t gone away. “I have no clue how I ended up there. That is almost as weird as that time I ended up in the back of dad’s truck.”

She laughed, and then she said goodnight, and walked away. However, she had raised her towel, so I could see the beginning of her ass. She was such a cockteaser.

As soon as she got out the door, I got my bottle of hand lotion and bobbed the bishop. Visions of my sister stripping, playing with her jugs, sucking my dick, were dancing through my head. I fell asleep.

The next day at school was the last day before Thanksgiving break. My parents were leaving town for 3 days, and I was in charge of my little sister. God, I knew I’d be eating something for Thanksgiving, but it wasn’t gonna be turkey. My sister didn’t let that little incident change anything. She was acting the same around me, but all I could think of was fucking her brains out. That last day of school lasted forever.

Jim and me were gonna go to a bar that night, and I told Christine she could spend the night at her friend’s house.

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