Recently I purchased an old antique Louis XlV style desk at an auction. After I got it home, I found that the top drawer was locked and the key was missing. I kept fiddling around with it and eventually I managed to crack it open. It was filled with dusty faded papers and notebooks. As I thumbed through them and read a couple of pages, I realized they were stories, long and short ones about different subjects. Here is one of them I'd like to share with you.
My miserable life began in 1969, when my father was transferred by his company to Quebec. We moved to a suburb called Greenfield Park, in the belief it was primarily an Anglophone community. But to our dismay we soon found out, we were the only English speaking family in the neighborhood. My mother, my sister and I did not speak a word of French and experienced great difficulties trying to fit in.
My mother sent out hundreds of resumes, but couldn’t land a job. She fell into a deep depression, and the bottle became her best friend. She neglected me, my sister and herself as well. Eventually, my father decided it would be the best to send both of us to boarding schools. I was placed in a boys' school, while my sister went to a girls' school, which was run by nuns.
I was very lonely and cried myself to sleep every night. I missed my family, even though it wasn’t much of a happy family any longer. I looked forward to the weekends to come, to go back home and to be with my sister. We were both so alone and had only each other. We became very close and played together all the time. We didn’t have many toys, only a couple of board games and a few trucks and cars. We took turns playing girl’s and boy’s stuff. And sometimes we played house, pretending we were adults and her doll and my teddy bear were our children. It was my favorite playtime.
My mother let herself go more and more, walked around in dirty clothes and her shoulder length hair was tangled and uncombed. My father was hardly ever there on the weekend, and the few times he was, all they did was shout and blame each other for their miseries.
I would get so scared and run into my sister’s room, begging her to let me sleep with her. She was 18 months older than me, and I felt so warm and secure lying in her arms. I truly believe she needed this closeness just as much as I did. She started to take on sort of a mother’s role, and often came to my room to tuck me in. She stroked my head and ruffled my hair and then bent over to give me a kiss on my forehead, just like my mother used to do before she started drinking.
My sister was the only person in my life who cared and showed any kind of affection. I was counting the days to see her again. It went on for years and I developed deep feelings for my sister.
When she finished high school, she was allowed to live at home. She started going to a French CGEP (college) and made a lot of new friends. I couldn't wait to do the same. But I still had another two years to go, because I had failed one grade, and needed to repeat it.
She had developed into a young beautiful woman and had filled in nicely. On the weekends when I was at home, she continued coming to my room, to give me my goodnight kiss just like she always had done. She would lean over me and I could easily see her perky rounded tits through her nightie…and I loved it! It had such an arousing effect on me.
Quite often she would get into my bed, lie behind me and put her arms around me. I could feel her breasts pressing against my back, and pretended I was sleeping. But in reality I was just savoring the feeling and imagining what it would feel like touching them with my hands. But I was too scared to do it. After all she was my sister and I didn’t want her to know that I was aroused by her. I knew it was wrong to feel that way, but I couldn’t help it. My weenie would grow so big and hard that it was aching. And I wished so badly that she would touch it and stroke it a bit.
Sometimes during the night, I would wake up and look at her. Gazing at her pretty face, her dark brown curls all over the pillow, her full lips slightly parted, and all I could think of was what it must feel like kissing her passionately, just like I had seen people doing on TV. I needed all my strength to restrain myself from doing it.
Then I would lie down again, facing her. Often some buttons on the nightie she was wearing were undone and one of her perky tits was partially exposed. Gosh, I wanted so badly to caress it and suck that hard pink nipple of hers. But I was overcome by a feeling of shame, for having such sinful thoughts and desires for my sweet, caring sister.
The whole week long I was surrounded by boys and men, and my sister was the only girl I knew. I was so attracted to her and wanted to see her well developed body at every chance I could get. I often walked in on her while she was getting dressed in the morning. It was driving me absolutely crazy, seeing her in her sexy bra and her tiny panties. Oh God, I prayed to catch her without anything on. But it was all nothing but wishful thinking.
Then my sister got a part time job at Burger King. Between working and studying, she found very little time to spend with me. Luckily, I was allowed to spend the Christmas holidays at home, which gave me a chance to see my sister every evening, even though it was only for a few hours.
My mother was still a heavy drinker, just sat around smoking and drinking from morning till night. She hardly ever engaged in any kind of conversation. She just lived in her own miserable little world.
My father had divorced her and was now with a younger woman, who was expecting his baby. I never got to see him anymore. He looked after us financially, paid for our education, bought us clothes…but that was it.
Then in February my 18 th birthday came up, and I was looking forward to spending an enjoyable evening with my sis. I thought she would be taking me out to the movies like she had done the previous two years. But to my dismay, that didn’t happen. She already had other plans with her new friends. I was deeply hurt and disappointed. No one cared for me.
My father had called earlier wishing me a happy birthday, and told me he would have loved to come by in person, but he was too busy.
Oh yeah, just like every year.
And of course, my mom didn’t even remember it; she was lying on the couch, drunk and passed out. So I went to bed quite early, but was too upset to fall asleep.
It must have been past midnight when my sister came home. I got up and went into her room and confronted her.
“Well thanks a lot for nothing, big sis!” I said very angrily. “I wonder what I am doing in this world. No one loves me; no one cares for me, not even you.”
“Oh don’t say that, Tommy. You know I love you, don’t you?”
“You sure don’t show it. You never have any time for me anymore, not even today.”
“Oh come here, Tommy,” she said, while reaching out and wrapping her arms around me. “I am truly sorry. I get so carried away by my new lifestyle, hanging out and having fun with my new friends. I am so sorry, sweetie.”
She kissed me on my cheeks and held me very tight. It felt so good and I needed this closeness so desperately. I squeezed her back and kissed her too.
“I really miss you, sis. You were the only person in my life who cared, and now I feel I have lost you too.”
Her arms squeezed harder and her hands started to stroke my back. A warm feeling coursed through me and slowly washed away my desperation. As her nice big tits pressed against my chest, an arousing tingle ignited in my crotch. I could feel my penis swelling up and I had no way to hide it.
I was ashamed and pulled back. But surprisingly she held on to me, and caressed my back and shoulders more avidly. Her lips moved from my cheek down my neck and left a trail of wet kisses along the way. Then her warm wet tongue licked my neck and ears. I was overcome with a burning arousal and wanted to melt. Her body slowly started to sway from side to side, rubbing against my enlarged member. As her big tits pushed into my chest, I had to pinch myself-- I wasn’t sure if this was real.
I concentrated and I could clearly hear her whimper and moan, and truly feel the loving touch of her hands and mouth—I wasn’t dreaming. No, not this time!
“Oh, sweetie, I am so sorry for neglecting you. But I will make up for it. I’ll give you a birthday present to remember,” she whispered in a sensual voice I had never heard from her before.
Then her wet lips came closer to my face and touched my mouth. Softly she ran her tongue around my lips and I could smell alcohol on her breath. Oh gosh, I hope she is not becoming an alcoholic like mom,
But this thought was quickly pushed away by the sensations I felt from her wet kiss. Her tongue pressed between my lips and I willingly opened mine, eager to finally feel what its like to be kissed by her luscious red lips, the ones I so often had fantasized about. Her tongue swirled around in my mouth, tickling the upper and lower inside of my sensitive lips and making my mouth all watery. Oh god, it felt better than I ever imagined.
Then she pressed her mouth hard against mine and feverishly toyed around with my tongue. Her strong suction sent shivers and goose bumps all over my skin, and my knees buckled with weakness. I felt kind of dizzy and queasy to my stomach.
My arms reached around her and started touching her body, just like she did mine. I ran my hands over her curves and squeezed her firm ass, and she slightly shook with excitement. Obviously, she liked what I was doing, so I continued letting my hands glide all over her. She let out a soft sexy moan and her breathing quickened. She lifted her knee and rubbed it up and down between my thighs and over my genitals.
I could feel my penis getting harder by the minute, but I no longer felt ashamed of it. I fact, I think my sis actually enjoyed the effect she had on me. She pressed herself harder against me, swaying her hips and brushing her mound firmly over my stiff young manhood. All the while her lips were kissing my neck and ears, and her boobs were pressing hard into my chest.
Then she pulled back and quickly unbuttoned her blouse. She took my head into her hands and guided it to her tits. My heart started to pound wildly as I could see and feel her lavish breasts spilling over her red lace bra, heaving up with her breathing. I kissed them gently and inhaled her womanly scent, the one I had learned to love so much over the past years.
Quickly, she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. Wide eyed I watched in the dim light as her hand slowly slid her bra down below her breasts, offering them to me. I was beside myself; finally my wish was coming true. My pulse was accelerating and throbbing on the side of my neck and temples. I was flustered; I didn’t know what to do first… touch them with my hands or mouth?
“Go on, Tommy, touch them, caress them, kiss them! I know you want to,” she offered in a low-key, seductive sort of way.
She took my hands in hers and guided them to touch her, pressing my palms firmly on her voluptuous breasts. My hands were shaking as they made contact with her soft delicate skin, feeling for the first time the firm sponginess of my sister’s well-rounded mounds. Gliding over and around the curves, feeling them heaving upwards with her deep inhale, and falling with every exhale. As my thumb brushed over her rosy, raised nipples, a sexy moan escaped her open lips.
She removed her hand from mine and gave me the freedom to explore. I started to circle my thumb around her nub more forcefully and could feel it growing harder and longer. My mouth was salivating, wanting to taste that hard long nipple, and I bent down. With my tongue extended, I traced around her big areola and then kissed that perky tip. All my dreams and desires of the past were flashing in front of my eyes. I was totally mesmerized of finally feeling, tasting and licking my sister’s gorgeous twin tits. It felt fantastic.
“Oh yes, little brother, you are doing good! Oh yes, don’t be shy, lick and suck them. Pretend you are drinking my milk,” she spurred me on.
And so I did. I put my arms around her and pulled her closer. I contently closed my eyes, as my mouth latched onto her nipple, and started suckling on it like a baby.
“Oh yeah, Tommy, suck them, suck them hard!” she cried out loudly, while her fingers were running through my hair and massaging my scalp.
I was so aroused and overcome with thrilling sensations while feasting on her taut nipple, that I had no control over what was happening to me. I desperately tried to suppress my urge to blow off. But my body started trembling and every muscle in my body tightened as my balls erupted, spilling my seeds into my pajamas. It felt sooo good, way better than when I stroked myself. But I was kind of embarrassed, I wasn’t quite sure if it was right what I had just done.
“Oh, little brother, did you just cum into your pants?” my sis asked with a giggle.
“I...I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to," I stammered abashed.
“Oh don’t worry, sweetie! That was so cute. Next time you will last longer, you’ll see,” she comforted me. “Here, lets take them off and clean you up.”
She pulled my pajamas down and asked me to step out off them. I was still kind of embarrassed when she cleaned me up. But she did it in such a caring motherly way.
Then to my surprise, she fell down to her knees and started licking my genitals. She took my half limp penis into her hand and had her tongue swirling around my sticky knob. Next I could feel my cock in her wet, warm mouth. I was beside myself! That was more than I'd ever dreamed of. Wow, it felt amazing. My cock was twitching, throbbing and slowly coming back to life. She licked it up and down my shaft and toyed with my balls. In no time at all I was all stiff again.
Then she jumped up and got quickly undressed. There she stood in front of me, without any panties, totally nude and in all her feminine glory. How much more could I wish for?
Finally, I got to see her bushy V, covered with curly dark hair. And my mouth just dropped.
She sat down on the bed, leaned back and propped up on her arms, slowly moving her thighs apart. I stood there frozen, staring at my sister still in disbelief, as she took her hand and started rubbing her pussy. Her eyes were locked on mine, watching my reaction as her fingers slowly separated her pussy lips, exposing her pink glistening fleshy folds.
I was stiff like a board and the only thing that moved on my body was my hard cock, which jerked with arousal. I was feeling heady, didn’t know what to do. I felt so stupid, this is what I fantasized about for years, and now I was paralyzed by anxiety.
“Would you like to touch?” she whispered.
Only a helpless “Yeah” came of my mouth.
“Okay, come closer, I want you to touch and feel my wet pussy I have for you, come on Tommy. I need you,” she said in such a reassuring way that gave me the courage to get down on my knees to stare at my sister’s pussy— the pussy of my dreams.
She took her finger, rubbed it between her pouting wet lips, pushing it deeper into her cove and retracting it, over and over again. Her moans sounded so sexy, just like music to my ears. She pulled her fingers out of her pussy, held them right in front of my mouth and said with a beguiling smile. “Hmm, like to taste my sweet love serum, little brother?”
Eagerly I opened my mouth as she pushed her serum coated fingers into it, and I licked her sweet translucent juice off them.
“Huh, do you like it, Tommy?”
“Oh yes, it tastes so good,” I murmured.
“Well then go down and lick my pussy, come on, it’s waiting for you.”
She spread her pussy lips apart with her hands, exposing her velvet inside of her genitalia. I instantly dove right down on it, burrowing my face in her fuzzy warmth of her bush. I inhaled deeply, drowning myself in her fresh, intoxicating pussy scent. Then, very hesitantly I licked her wet sweet inner lips, and I darted my tongue deeper into her opening. Her body started gently gyrating and pushing against my face.
She tasted so good and the fragrance which surrounded her womanhood, spurred me on to lick her more avidly. I really got into it and soon found out, the harder I licked her, the more she bucked her hips into my face. And the deeper my tongue pushed into her sweet little hole, the louder she moaned with joy.
Then she grabbed my head, held it against her mound and panted. “Oh, baby, lick my clit! Suck it and make me cum!”
Feverishly, I started licking and sucking on that little protruding nub on top of her pussy, just like I had done to her perky nipples. Within minutes her moans transformed into heavy panting and her body shook with tremors. A sweet tasting substance oozed out of her lips as her hands were pulling painfully on my hair. Oh it felt amazing, making my sister cum like this.
Then slowly her cramped-up body relaxed and barely audible she moaned, “Oh, sweetie, that was sooo goood!”
She pulled me up onto the bed beside her, pressing her nude body closely against mine. It was divine, feeling her warm soft skin next to mine. Her arms reached around me and caressed my back, while her right knee moved up and down between my thighs, brushing lightly against my throbbing erection. Then her hand took hold of it, and started massaging it tenderly.
I was in heaven; this was exactly what I'd dreamed about for years.
She kissed me and purred like a happy cat. Our tongues entwined in a whirlwind of passion, as we allowed ourselves to be carried away by our desires for each other. Her pointy nipples pressed hard into my chest and I loved the feeling of it. Then, to my disappointment her hand stopped stroking my cock.
She lifted her leg and twined it around mine, drawing me closer to her. She wiggled around and moved her mound forward…and my raging erection found its way between her slick folds. I pushed my hips against hers and could feel my throbbing penis being swallowed up inside my sister’s wet warm burrow.
I almost fainted- it felt so good! It was so wet and warm, like nothing I ever could imagine.
She placed her hands on my buttocks, pushing us together with every thrust. As her breathing and moaning got heavier, she accelerated the movements. Then in one swift move, she rolled us over and I found myself lying underneath my sis. She bent forward, dangling her big tits in my face, while she bounced up and down on me.
“Oh, little brother, suck my tits! Suck them hard and make me cum again,” she panted excitedly.
I tried to catch one of her jolting tits while they were slapping against my face. Finally I caught one and latched on to it. I sucked on it hard, just the way she wanted me to do it. She was riding me wildly, and coming down on my pole with more and more force. The volume of her vocal expressions of pleasure turned up a couple of notches as well.
At that moment, I feared my mother could hear us and would be walking through the door at any given minute…but what could she possibly say? She never took the time to teach us right from wrong, and this certainly wouldn’t be the time to start it now.
My sis kept on riding me hard, with all her strength and passion. The grip of her hands inflicted pain on my arms when she reached another climax. Loudly moaning in ecstasy, I could feel her pussy walls contracting tightly around my throbbing cock. The tightness was too much to take, and I could feel my blood rushing to my loins. My body tensed, seizing up in a spasm of need to explode. My balls crinkled, and a surge of sperm came shooting up, pulsating out of my penis head, right into my sister’s warm womb.
Her body sprung upright, ripping her tit out of my mouth, while she screamed in uncontrollable pleasure. My heart was racing and thumping against my chest. The excitement was just overbearing, seeing my sister enjoying so much what I did to her. And even though, I had just cum so hard myself, I didn’t want to stop; it just felt so damn good! I pulled her down on me, held her tight and rolled us over.
Now on top of her, I pushed myself up on my hands. Slowly I moved my hips back and forth, pumping my still stiff prick into my sister’s overflowing pussy. Our mingled juices were leaking out and making squishy sounds. I started to drive my horny weenie faster and deeper into her, while listening to her beautiful ecstatic moans.
Her eyes were filled with tears of joy, when she begged me, “Oh yes, little brother, fuck your sis. Take all you need! Use me, fuck me, make yourself cum again and again, the whole night long!”
Her words drove me wild and I started to pound her with all my strength, driving my cock hilt deep into her love hole. She winced and writhed in pleasure while I rammed her and fucked her seemingly for hours, making her cum time and time again.
Her hands were clutching my ass and we worked together, as her upward thrusts met my downward plunges. It was so intense and I wished it would never end; it could go on for ever and ever. But eventually, I could no longer hold myself back.
Covered in a sheen of sweat, my body started to tremble. With my throbbing cock fully embedded inside of her, I lost all recognition of time and space, when a final explosion surged through me. Jet after jet of my hot cum spewed into my sister’s hot vagina.
Totally dazed my movements became sluggish, as my last drops of serum spilled out of my sack. I collapsed on top of my sister, half dead and out of breath. My strength was gone and my lust was spent, and my poor little weenie was limp and sore.
Our lips met once more, for one last kiss. Then she rolled me off of her on to the side. Snuggling close and putting her arms around me, she whispered, “Happy birthday, little brother, I love you!”
Peaceful nothingness—like I never felt before-- surrounded me as I drifted off to sleep, cradled lovingly in my big sister’s arms. Wow, what a birthday gift….
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