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|Introduction: Sequel to sisterly love. There is a surprise for why part 2 seemed so rushed in "Sisterly love". Hope you enjoy this 2nd installment to my new series. *********************************IF there is any confusion, part 1 of sisterly love is 100% true.|
Jack woke up quickly, drenched in sweat. He looked around his room. No Heather. “That’s odd.” He quickly realized his underwear and part of his sheets were soaked with cum. “It was a dream!?” He couldn’t believe it. All a dream. His hot little sister coming on to him, fucking him, all of it, just a dream!
“~Phew~ That would’ve been some heavy stuff if that were real,” Jack soliloquized. “Let me go check on her.”
Jack walked into his little sister’s room to look at her. When he stepped inside, he suddenly became short of breath. She was so beautiful! Her perfect body structure (minus those pesky injuries), her smooth hair, her pert little breasts, and her smooth skin all made her so perfect. Jack suddenly realized he was developing a boner for his little sister. How could he even dream like that!? She was such a delicate little girl. She’d never do anything like that at her age, especially with her brother.
Heather’s eyes slowly started twitching, then finally she sighed and opened them, waking up slowly, not even attempting to sit up yet. “Hey sleepy-head, how’d you sleep.” Heather heard Jack speaking. “You gettin’ up yet?”
“Yeah, in a minute.” Heather did a quick check of her limbs, the working ones anyway. Yeah, this was going to be a rough 4 weeks. “Alright, come help me up.” Jack walked over and helped her stand up, her arm over his shoulder as she hobbled along.
“Where are we headed?” Jack asked, curious whether he would get to act upon his dream; his cock started stirring in his pants at the thought.
“Umm… I have to pee. So, to the bathroom.” Jack’s heart started racing. This was it! He would get to… “NO!” he thought. “I can’t think about that.” They continued along and entered the bathroom. “Something wrong, Jack?” Heather asked.
“N..no, why?” Jack was afraid she noticed the bulge in his shorts.
“Well, we’ve been standing here for well over a minute and you’re just standing there. Come on! I have to pee!” Heather used him as a lean-against tool as she moved toward the toilet. “Alright, you can leave and wait for me, I’ll be done in a minute, close the door behind you.”
Jack stepped out and closed the door. He heard his little sister pulling her shorts down. Jack quickly pulled his cock out of his gym shorts and started rubbing himself off, quietly. He was getting kind of antsy knowing his sister was in such close proximity, but it was making him so horny to have his cock out right by the door. “Here it comes!” He was getting close to orgasm.
“Alright, I’m good.” He heard her wash her hands and start hobbling to the door.
~Shit!!~ Jack was orgasming, but stuffed his cock back inside his shorts and let all of the cum leak out in his underwear. Lucky his gym shorts were black, or the wet spot would definitely show what he had been doing. Heather opened the door just as he got straightened up.
“You’re acting so weird. Like, weirder than normal. What’s the matter?” Heather giggled. Jack just stood there staring at his sister.
“I…uh…” he couldn’t find a good excuse; all he could think about was the dream… Bingo! “I was wondering if you needed to shower, and was curious about how that would work.”
“Oh. Mom is letting me use her shower, so you’ll help me bag my casts and I’ll be able to use the seat in the master bathroom. Don’t worry, you don’t need to see me naked, Jack. God forbid the prude see a little skin from his sister!” Heather giggled. “Just teasing bro.”
“Hey, I’m not a prude!”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever, Jack. Now come on, let’s go get some breakfast.” Heather was acting completely normal. Teasing him, making fun—nothing like the girl in Jack’s dream. The two ventured downstairs and Jack cooked breakfast. Just a normal sibling relationship. Jack had to get that through his thick skull. Or thick cock, he wasn’t sure which was thinking anymore.
When Heather went to take her shower, she brought the prude thing back up. “Sorry for makin’ fun of you, Jack. You’re just fun to mess with.” She stuck her tongue out at him. Jack just finished helping her get bags over her casts.
“Just remember, I’m not a prude in any way.”
“Is that so?” Heather got a curious expression on her face.
“What?” Jack saw a spark of inspiration in her.
“Okay. You can prove you aren’t a prude by staying here until you’re embarrassed and have to leave because of your extreme prudishness.” Heather winked at her brother, then started stripping off her shirt. She pulled it up to her little breasts. “By the way, I’m not wearing a bra.” Jack’s cock immediately hardened and tented his shorts out. “But that doesn’t seem to be a problem with you,” Heather said, indicating her brother’s boner. “Actually, that gives me a splendid idea.” Heather looked at her brother, letting go of her shirt and letting it drop down.
Then she said something that would ring in Jack’s ears for the next week. “Play with yourself.” Jack just stared in disbelief. “In front of me. Unless you’re a prude that is.” Heather looked expectantly at her brother.
Jack didn’t move at all. Heather figured she should egg him on a bit. “Want more to see first?” Heather started lowering the front hem of her shorts. She was pulling it down in the center, where her pubic hair would be. She slowly slid it down. An inch, no hair. “Well, maybe she does just the top.” Jack thought, but Heather kept going. She lowered her shorts all of the way down to the top of her slit, which was just out of sight. “How’s this?” Jack just stared. “Ok, pull your pants down and I’ll let you touch my pussy. Fair deal? Good.”
Jack pulled his pants and boxers down and off and rushed over to his sister, reaching his hand down, sliding it slowly down her pubic mound, then he touched her slit, which was soaking wet. Heather let out a little coo. She lifted her left hand and grasped her brother’s shaft. “Okay big boy, you can take your finger out.” Jack pushed his finger inside his little sister, rubbing her innards. “No, seriously, stop this Jack.” She let go of his cock and pushed him away, removing his hand from her pussy.
“I’m so sorry, Heather. I don’t know what…” Heather giggled, interrupting him.
“Close your eyes, Jack.” So he did. Jack waited there hearing a little rustling and then suddenly felt a slippery hand moving up and down his shaft. He opened his eyes to see his sister playing with him. “It looks really long without any hair there, Jack.” ~Score!~ He was glad his sister was rubbing him. It felt nice—her tiny little hand grasping his large shaft, pumping up and down, brushing over the head every so often. He looked down at her face and she stopped. “I don’t want you to cum to me, Jack. I… I just wanted to see one… for real.”
“Oh…” Jack was upset. He hoped his dream was playing out. Then he did something he didn’t think he was capable of. Jack looked down at his sister’s small hand in contrast with his large cock, and he just erupted cum out. Jack moaned as he came, the first shot hitting his little sister straight in the face. Heather squealed, then let go and tried to dodge the sperm, but fell over on her bad arm in the process. She yelped in pain.
Jack moved to help her. “Are you alright?” he asked, but he was still cumming and he ended up getting cum on her clothes. “Yeah, I think I’m okay.” Heather started sitting up, holding her bad arm. “But I need to change clothes now. And I’m going to need help, Jack. But nothing funny. Put your shorts on.” Jack started pulling his shorts up then lead Heather to her room.
Heather yawned and sat on her bed. “Okay let’s get this over with. Get me a blue shirt, and take this one off.” Heather said, yawning once more during the sentence. Jack took the shirt off, then Heather laid down. Jack found a blue shirt and turned to look at his sister, whose small A cup breasts seemed slightly flattened out with her laying down, but her nipples were noticeably hard, small, and right at the tip, but unmistakably hard. Jack put her shirt on and she told him to find her new shorts, she started taking her current ones off. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Jack started searching for shorts, but couldn’t find the right place.
“I don’t see any here,” Jack said. He turned to look at Heather, who had fallen asleep, shorts on the ground, pussy puffy and exposed. Jack walked over and admired his little sister’s virgin mound close up. Not a single hair on it. Jack rubbed her slit, still damp from juices. He took his finger and stuck it inside his little sister, feeling for her hymen. It wasn’t deep at all, but he decided not to do anything to it just yet. Jack started rubbing her clit and she leaked a few more juices.
Heather quickly woke up. She looked at Jack, who had removed his hand. “Get out.” He did.
He closed her door then listened at it. He heard faint whispers. And moans. And little sounds of masturbation. Jack sat listening for almost half an hour. Then he heard Heather call his name. He knocked on her door and asked to come in.
“I need your help…” He heard her say. He opened her door and saw her, wearing her blue shirt, left hand still rubbing her pussy. Jack looked away. “No, please, watch me, Jack. I need to be excited more, I can’t get off with my left hand.” Jack looked at his innocent little sister again. She stared intently back, rubbing herself. She moaned a few times, but wasn’t getting anywhere. “Can you… do it for me?” Jack looked at her. Was he ready for that dream? Was he ready to go all of the way? Jack walked up to her and started touching her.
“Kiss me.” She said, looking straight at her brother with her green eyes. “Please kiss me, Jack.” Jack left his hand going at his little sister’s virgin mound, then moved his lips slowly towards hers, and they locked lips. This time, Jack knew it was real. Her wet lips. Both sets were so realistic. He started getting turned on. His sister initiated using tongue, their tongues licking against each other, and around each other’s mouth. Both their hearts were racing as Heather moaned out in her little girl voice. “I’m cumming.” Then she squealed and locked lips with her brother as she orgasmed around his hand, her juices flowing out quickly. Jack felt a new trend starting. Now all to come was just in his dreams.
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