The next day I wake up to the sound
of my sister’s alarm clock going off. I throw out the usual call for silence,
and make it transparent I’m not happy about being waked up this early on my day
off from school. Something weird not many people know about me is that as soon
as I’m woken up for any reason or anyway. I can’t go back asleep. Like there’s
no way in hell I can go back to my dreams in tell the next night. This
especially sucked this morning being I was dreaming about the most gorgeous
body I know about being bent over a teacher’s desk while I smack her with a
ruler and tell her what a bad student she’s been.
Usually I hate these dreams their
so perfect that it makes me wish for her even more, wish for what I know I
can’t get. Except today I will get it, I remember this with a jolt of
happiness. Still lying in bed fantasizing
I hear a knock on my bedroom door. Instinctively
I call out “Who is it?” A soft voice says to me
“It’s Alex, can I please come in?”
Not knowing what to do I just try and hide the boner I have from last night’s
dream under the covers, and answer her with a yes. Slowly she opens the door and
steps in. Just looking at her I could see there was something on her mind, so
automatically I reach out to her and asked what’s wrong.
“Come here.” I say. She listens to
me for once actually doing as I say. Sitting down on the edge of my bed she
looks at me and just starts crying. My mind starts reeling. I have no clue
what’s going on here! “What’s wrong? What happened?” Is it some boy I ask to
myself? If it is I’m going to kill him. Besides she’s mine no one can touch her
but me. Adds some dark whisper in my head. My sister is soft and can be shy at
times, but she’s never been a crier.
“I’m...I…I’m so sorry…” It takes
her a couple tries to get this out. Quickly I tell her she’s fine she just needs
to tell me what’s going on and whose ass do I need to kick? This comment earns
me a soft smile and an attempt at a laugh, which turns out to be more of a sob.
“No I’m not sorry about this….” She
waves her hand in front of her face. “Well I am… I mean… I’m sorry, about
whatever I did to make you not like me.”
“Huh? What do you mean? You haven’t
done anything wrong.” Why would she think that? I’m so confused it’s not even
funny. I’m sure the look on my face shows that.
“Well I must have, why else do you
not want to touch me anymore? Am I not old enough for you? Is my body not
right?” She asks with this look of worry on her face. Amazed I just look at
her. She thinks there’s something wrong with her? I’m the one who dreams of
different ways to fuck her, to make her beg for me. Yet here she is right in
front of my thinking something is wrong with HER because I didn’t have the
balls to do anything.
“Look at me.” I order, and almost
instantly her head shoots up. “Do you really think these things?”
“Y-yes…” she stutters out.
“Well don’t your body is beautiful
and sexy, and any older you wouldn’t be nearly and perky and firm as you are
now. I like my woman like you. You were made for me to play with.” A doubtful
look crossed her face. So I added “And if you really don’t believe me, then you
can prove to me why I should keep you around. Prove it to me right now.” I slip
off the covers challengingly. My boner surprisingly still present. I honestly
didn’t think she would do it, But let me tell you I wasn’t about to complain
when she pulled down my boxers just enough to pull me out.
Nervously she looks at me as if I
was going to suddenly tell her never mind. I mean sure I felt a little guilty
but not enough to turn down a blow job from my little sister. Her hand wrapped
around the base of me tenderly, her soft brown hair falling around her like a
curtain as she bends down to slowly take me into her mouth. Bit by bit my dick
sinks into her warm wet mouth. A gasp escapes my mouth when her lips take the
place of where her hand used to be.
Leaning on one hand behind me, I
weave the other into her hair. Guiding her head up and down and every once in a
while suddenly pushing her head as far down as she could go. She may not be the
most skilled, but with her soft lips caressing my dick while her tongue licks
me every possible place it’s safe to say it didn’t take me long to get to the
point of finishing.
“Alex, Alex baby I’m gonna finish.”
But instead of backing off, she keeps going harder and faster, thrusting me
into the orgasm. Cumming into her mouth she swallows it all. Yet she doesn’t
stop until she’s sucked me dry. I fall
back on the arm that’s held me up this whole time, flopping on to my bed.
Readjusting my boxers Alex crawls up next to me laying her head on my chest.
Turning my head I can smell the
shampoo she last used, something citrusy probably orange. Whispering into that
amazing smell I tell her that she really is everything I ever wanted in a
woman, and everything I will ever need. It sounds cheesy and hooky now, but I
think I made her feel much better.
( I wonder if she's been a bad student?) ^^
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