OF DREAMS AND REALITY

It was a dream, right? I want to believe it was real but, my God, how much of a sick fuck was I, to even think it could it have been!

The first time I saw her, she was standing in her bedroom window, back lit by the light on her nightstand. I saw her long dark hair fall forward as she bent to pick something up from the floor. The silhouette of her body shown through the, sheer, night gown she wore. Her breasts, large and firm for her 18 years, jiggled wonderfully under that night gown. It was the first of many times that I watched for her, never realizing I was heading down the path of the voyeur. I only knew how she made me feel and I wanted her, sick as that thought made me feel.

In no time, I was obsessed. I took every opportunity to watch her, spy on her. I watched, as she changed clothes through that window. I watched her breasts bounce as she released them from her bra. I watched, as she gently rubbed them massaging off the days confinement and saw the look of pleasure on her face as she did. I watched, as she bent to remove her panties and, likewise, massaged her ass and that glorious mound of public hair, stretching, feeling the joy of being unrestricted and naked. I watched and grew hard with trembling obsession over my sister, and it made me sick, but I knew there was no stopping!

Her name was Darlene and I was in lust, in complete lust with my sister, Jesus help me!

It was hot that day, a real summer scorcher, as often said. I decided that the local lake would be a good choice and drove off to enjoy the cool waters and delights of sun bathing. It was mid week and I knew that few people, if any, would be there and that suited me just fine.

I was spending a free summer, waiting for my call to arms. The draft was looming large in my future and I preferred not to think about it. Getting out of my car, I was pleased to see I had been right, no one was at the lake. I grabbed my towel, radio and the small cooler, in which I had placed a few beers, stolen from dad's reserve in the garage fridge, and headed off for the lake beach.

A few minutes later, after a walk through a wooded area, I was all set for the afternoon, my towel was spread out, the cooler was in reach and the radio was tuned into a local station playing the current hits. The Beatle's were playing "Lucy in The Sky With Diamonds", when I decided to go skinning dipping, as no one was around, and slid out of my shorts and t-shirt. It felt so good standing there naked, unfettered to the world. I took the time to slowly rub and scratch my body everywhere, languishing over the feeling and going everywhere my hands and mind told me I needed to.

The hot sun and warm wind on my genitals excited me and my cock began to enlarge, it was a feeling I enjoyed and I smiled at the thought crossing my mind.

"Do you actually use your mind or do you do all your thinking with your dick?" It was a favorite expression of my close friend, John, and it never failed to crack me up.

It got hot quick and I cursed at my late arrival, running to the water, trying to spare my feet and looking forward to cooling off. Flopping in, my breath was slammed out of me, by cold lake water and it took several seconds before any normal breathing started again. Despite the shock, my body got used to the water quickly and I found myself reveling in the warm and cool currents of the lake.

Rolling over I floated for a long period with my manhood riding the small lake waves, flopping back and forth, as I moved my arms and legs to stay afloat. My mind turned to my sister again. Two nights before, I had caught her getting ready to go out, just coming from her bathroom.

My cock started to grow again as I remembered her shedding her towel and setting on the edge of the bed, spreading her legs, as she inspected her pubic mound and hair growth. I watched, with abated breath, as she slipped her fingers inside her pussy and started massaging herself.

Out of nowhere, a thought slammed into my mind, "Someone's watching you!"

I, quickly, jerked to a more up-right position, treading water and surveyed the shore line.

"Nothing! What the hell's wrong with you, Mike?" I wondered to myself, at once, feeling guilty at having watched my sister again, and started my return to shore.

Walking up to my towel, I still had an eerie feeling and began to worry over someone I knew, might be watching me, naked on the beach,. "I'd never live it down." I thought.

"Oh my God, that fuckin', John better not be out here screwing with me!" The thought crossing my mind, as I finished drying off and reached for a beer. I scanned the beach once again, as I popped the top and tipped my head back, for the first long cool drink.

"You like watching me, don't you?"

It was my sister, Darlene, no mistaking that! I damn near choked on my beer, and spat out the last swig. Dropping it, I lunged for my towel, quickly wrapping it around my waste.

"Where in the hell are you, Dar?" I yelled out.

I had heard her, but I couldn't see her! The glaring sun light made the woods shadows even darker and impossible to see into, but the voice came from the shadows again.

"My, a little shy for someone that likes watching me naked, aren't you?"

I was mortified. "How in the hell did she know? I was careful wasn't I?" I thought, as I quickly traced my memory for any indication of when she might have seen me looking at her, but could think of no time that might have been.

"God damn it, anyway!" I cursed under my breath, then asking,

"Hey, that is you, Darlene? Isn't it? I said, stupidly.

"You know damn well it is, Michael. I've been watching you since you showed up and I must say I liked the show!" She called out, giggling.

"Aw come on Darlene! Hey, you know it was an accident, my seeing you that is, don't you?" I said, hoping, to God, it didn't sound half as lame, to her, as it did to me.

"Ya, I figured as much, but then I began to wonder about a few things. Like, why your bedroom light went out every time I turned mine on, ya know?"

"Geees!" I muttered to myself, "She knows and I'm busted!"

"Well, hey maybe it wasn't an accident." and I heard her laugh, that low husky laugh she'd developed over the past 2 years.

"We're still friends, aren't we sis?" I asked, hoping she'd forgive me.

"I suppose Michael. I should be angry with you, but I'm kind a flattered that you'd want to watch me. I'm really not trying to embarrass you, Mike, but let me tell you, your face was priceless a few minutes ago!" and she laughed again, harder this time.

"Would you mind a little company?" She asked, after her laughter subsided.

I couldn't believe it, but managed to croak out a, "You bet." And out she came, like a model on a runway, from the wooded shadows.

Flashing a big smile, she made the most out of the distance she had to close, to meet me on the beach. Dar wore her smallest string bikini, one that I swore was a size or more too small for her, or at best, one that was bought a couple years ago, before she filled out.

Her breasts, now a pair of firm 36 Ds, strained against the tiny triangles of her bikini top, bulging out, forcing the material to outline her hardened nipples. Her exaggerated steps made her breasts sway side to side, with an almost hypnotic rhythm. By the half way point, I could see the perfect outline of her labia against the crotch triangle, telling me she had taken to shaving these days and a smile grew on my face as I stared at her love nest.

She finally arrived, stopping scant inches away, legs slightly apart, with her towel draped over one shoulder and her hand bag, which she had been dragging along in the sand, lie behind her. She tossed her beautiful black hair to one side and with her azure blue eyes sparkling said,

"Hi there, broooother!" and dropped her hang bag.

Staring, at my lovely sister, I watched as she turned, removing the towel from her shoulder and bent over, making a great deal out of spreading her towel to lie down on.

Dar presented me with her firm ass, covered by a slightly larger triangle patch, as she bent down. Her actions made her breasts roll to the point of near toppling out, and the exaggerated way she bent over made her bikini bottom slide even lower over her ass, exposing her crack to the half way point.

"Come on, sit down, I'm not going to bite and I won't tell either." she said, giggling, as she settled on her towel. Without realizing it, my knees just buckled and I sat down hard, never once thinking about the towel I had wrapped around me.

"Hey, nice landing!" She said, as she turned to retrieve lotion from her hand bag and added,

"I take it you approve of my bath suit. Or, is your mouth open because you're trying to catch flies?"

I forced my mouth closed said nothing for awhile, turning away from Dar's vision of loveliness. After a long uncomfortable period, I turned back towards Dar and blurted out the stupidest thing I could have ever thought to say,

"My God Dar, when did you start shaving?"

"The other night, you know, when I was getting ready to go out. You were watching me weren't you? I'm sure I saw you! She said looking straight into my eyes.

"This suit and pubic hair don't really go together." She continued on, as she spread her legs to prove the point, adding,

"See, no hair and my suit fits so much nicer. You think maybe it's too tight?" As I sat staring at the material that wrapped tight against her pussy, outlining her lips perfectly and then disappearing between them before going through her legs.

Without waiting for me to answer she launched into a question regarding Aunt Jean and had I ever seen her in her bathing suit...pubic hair hanging out and all, and how it made her want to vomit.

"So, why do you do it?" She asked in an even tone, changing the subject, never allowing me to answer her first question.

"I mean, I'm very flattered by your attention, even if it's on the sneaky side, voyeurism, isn't it?" I felt guilty then and could feel my face growing red, as I forced my eyes away from her pussy.

"It was by accident, Dar, the first time I mean, ya know?" I stammered.

"After that I couldn't stop. You are so beautiful and there's no way I can describe how you made me feel!" I nearly shouted.

Darlene looked straight into my eyes and said just one thing,

"Wow, my brother's in lust with his sister!"

In my shame, I dropped my head and started to dig for words to further explain and apologize, when she stopped me.

" Hey, it's really Ok Mike. To be honest, after I figured out that you were watching me, I tried to put on a few shows for you. I had fun doing it, but I never realized how much it meant to you. It's also why I figured you knew I've been shaving. So relax and if you don't start putting some of this lotion on me, I'll get sunburned!" She said, winking at me.

Her lips turned into a warm smile, she handed me the lotion bottle and I felt the weight of guilt start to lift.

"She knew and didn't mind" I thought to myself.

"Where'd you like it?"

"Everywhere, of course, how silly!" she replied and rolled over on her stomach and adding, "Oh, please untie my top would you, can't have string lines in my tan!"

I adjusted my position, grabbed the top string and pulled, feeling the tension give way as the action released the pressure from her breasts. Darlene rolled her head to my side and said, "Ah, that's better, move my hair out of the way, too, before you start, OK?"

"Ya" was all I could say. Moving her hair I had to shift slightly again and in doing so my towel parted, exposing my cock, now harder and heavier than it was. I began massaging the lotion in and marveled at the softness of Darlene's body, my hands trembling.

"God, that feels good, Mike." She said, as I moved my hands all around her back, but shied away from her firm, tight, ass and exposed crack.

"Hey, don't be shy, broother." She said, slightly exaggerating the word.

"Pull my bottom down more and make sure you get plenty of lotion on my butt too, I don't want a tan line to show, there either, OK?" she said, winking at me. I did as she asked and loved every minute of it.

In my haste, I squeezed the lotion bottle too hard, sending a large stream onto Dar's ass and down between her butt cheeks.

"Jees Dar, I'm sorry..." I said, hesitating, a little uncertain of what her response would be.

"Ya, I feel it too. Use your fingers Hun... pull it out and rub it in elsewhere." She said, with eyes closed and a smile on her face.

Trembling even more, I slid my fingers across her tight ass and inside her bikini bottom. My hand stopped at the bottom of her bikini, I slid my fingers between her butt cheeks and slowly withdrew my hand, caressing her ass, as I pulled the running lotion out.

My mind raced as I thought, "Damn was I dreaming or what? Did she actual raise her ass as my fingers moved along inside her crack?"

"Thanks, I think I'll hire you!" she sighed. "Oh, but you forgot the rest, didn't you?" She said, more as matter fact than question.

"Ya, I guess I so, legs and feet too?" I asked stupidly.

"Everything, Michael" was all she said and spread her legs wide apart. I grabbed the lotion and turned to finish my work.

Being more than a little preoccupied, I didn't expect Darlene's next move. As my hands slid up and down her long legs, moving towards that sweet spot between her legs, her next action caught me by surprise. My fingers were just sliding up her inner thigh and lightly touching that thin piece of material, running through her crotch when I felt her fingers wrap around my cock!

"What's it like Michael, having a penis that is?" She asked as if talking about anything but what she had a hold of!

"When you're done rubbing the lotion in, I really want to look at your penis Mike. I want to explore every inch of it, OK?" She asked, in very solemn tone of voice.

"Sure, Dar, if that's what you want." I said, gasping at her touch, as she giggled over my response.

As promised, I let Darlene have her way. At 18, she acted like a little girl exploring something totally new and wonderful for the first time. She grabbed my cock and explored it, inspecting every inch, like a scientist looking through a microscope. She gently squeezed my ball sack and played with my balls and giggled in delight.

"My God, Mike, this is so cool!" She exclaimed. "What's it like?" She asked again, "You never answered me."

"It's a pain some times Dar." I responded.

"Does it ever get in the way?" she asked.

"No, but there are times when it can be an embarrassment, you know what I mean?"

"You mean when it gets hard like it is now?" She asked, almost too coyly.

"Ya, like it is now." I said. "It doesn't hide very well when it's hard and it can be pretty embarrassing at times, you know?"

Smiling, my sister reached out with both hands, one over the other, grabbed my cock and pulled it towards her. At the same time she slid forward to place her mouth over my cock head.

I watched my cock disappear into Darlene's mouth and felt her tongue going around the head. I thought I would faint, as Dar slowly went up and down my cock, taking in all she could and making me throb like never before. She slowly withdrew it from her mouth with a popping sound and giggled delightfully!

"Oh wow, that was fun. I've read about it and my friends and I have talked about it, but I didn't realize just what it kick it was to suck on a guys cock!" She giggled even more.

"I suppose it's pretty bad when the cock is your brother's, huh? She asked, with a look of slight guilt.

Still holding my cock and gently rubbing it she looked into my eyes and said, "Thank you... I have to tell you something Mike, I've watched you too. I have seen you in your room, playing with this wonderful penis of yours. I just had to know what it felt like. I want to see it cum like it did with you, can I help you do that?"

I lost it. I couldn't believe what I was hearing! I started to stammer, saying, "You...want me to cum for you?"

"Oh YES, please Michael!" Darlene beamed back at me, giving my cock a hard squeeze.

"OK, but what about you Dar? Would you let me help you? I found myself asking.

"I've wondered what it would be liked if you helped me. You'd really do that for me, Michael?" She asked, with shallow breathing, anticipating my answer.

"God yes, sis! You have no idea how many times I've wanted to get you off!" I said, smiling broadly, as I half sat up and bent over Darlene to reach the drawstrings of her bikini bottoms.

Slowly, I pulled the strings until they gave way. She never let go of my cock, but I heard her quick intake of breath, as I slipped my hand under her upper thigh, urging her to lift slightly, so I could pull her bottom suit away. She did more than I expected, as she spread her legs wider, and lifted her butt generously, allowing me to easily pull her bottom off.

I was breathless, staring at the most perfect pussy I had ever seen. Dar kept her legs spread, showing me her pink labia lips rising to meet that dark swirl of muscle, of her rectum.

With rasping voice I said, "I'm going to start helping you Dar." As I gently traced a line along her labia, back towards her rectum and heard Darlene's sharp intake and felt her grasp tighten on my cock.

"Sounds yummy Michael." She said with heavy breathing and added, "Your fingers just make me want to scream.

Grabbing the lotion bottle, I squirted a generous portion on Darlene's ass and began to rub gently, noting with no great surprise that she lifted her ass to the welcome attention it was getting. It was absolute heaven massaging that firm tight ass and sliding my fingers between her ass cheeks slowly and deliberately, listening to her gasp as I paused at her rectum, with each pass. Gently I slid my index finger into that tight little hole and to my surprise she raised up trying to bury my finger deeper.

"Oh my God Michael, that feels sooo good, don't stop, please don't stop." How could I refuse my sister!

"No problem Dar, I won't, but let go of me for a little bit, OK? " I asked her. Pouting, she did as I asked and I moved around to her backside and between her legs.

I slid my left hand under her and found that wet moist nerve bundle, her clit, and began to ever so gently massage it, in every direction I could. Her delight was obvious and she raised her ass even higher in response. Taking the clue, I ran my tongue up the crack of her ass until I found her rectum and then buried my tongue as deep as it would go, feeling a deep shudder from her belly, and the moan of satisfaction.

"God, don't sto...." came a muffled response, as she buried her face in the towel.

"Are you sure Dar? I mean you are my sis and maybe we've gone way too far already!"

"You stop now and I'll kill you! And, I'll tell everyone you tried to fuck me!" Dar shouted out, quickly turning her head to look at my smiling face.

I immediately reinserted my index finger, and Darlene said, "You are such a fuck, you know that?"

After several deep insertions, I added my middle finger, spreading her rectum more, and watched as her ass rose higher, the moan deepening as I pushed into her, massaging her clit and ass at the same time. Seven or eight insertions later I quickened the pace and added a third finger to that glory hole and Darlene rose off the blanket, as much as she could, to drive my fingers deeper and deeper.

My hold on her clitoris had never stopped and now I could feel her pussy juices start to flow and run down my hand. Her breath started to come in, hard, short bursts, as her legs began shaking wildly... I knew she was getting close to cumming. I WAS IN PURE HEAVEN! MY SISTER FOR CHRIST SAKE. THE OBJECT OF MY OBSESSION!

"Don't stop, please don't stop, OH GOD MICHAEL, I'LL KILL YOU IF YOU STOP NOW! " I heard her scream. Never, I though in my head and pursued her sex with even more vigor until she came.

Did I say cum? Excuse me, I should have said, "SHE CAME, and CAME and CAME!" and oh how she screamed with delight.

As she lay there panting, with near exhaustion, I whispered in her ear, "We're not done yet, Dar."

"Oh my God Michael, I don't know how much more I can take!" She moaned.

"Did it feel good?" I asked, grinning.

"Jesus Michael you know it did!"

Well, it was my turn now, but I wanted more than just a hand job from Darlene and I felt I earned it too. Sister or not she had gotten a royal reaming.

"Did you like my fingers in your ass, Dar?" I teased her.

"Ummmm, I sure did. God they felt so good, where did you learn that?"

"No matter." I replied. "I'm sure you'll like this even more." And with that I moved off to one side and liberally dosed my cock with lotion and made it a point to rub her rectum with it too.

Turning her head, with a worried look, she asked, "What are going to do? Michae....!"

"Relax, you'll love this." I said softly, as I raised her leg and slid into position. I spread her ass cheeks and guided my cock to that beautiful rectum of hers and began to slide in, first just the tip of my cock head and then more slowly my entire cock disappeared.

"Oh my fucking GOD MICHAEL, that feels so intense and so damn good, but I can't cum again, can I?" She pleaded more than asked.

Now that I was in her ass, I started to rock my hips driving my cock in a little more with each stroke until I felt her loosen up all the way and arch her back to help jam my cock in as far I could get it.

I reached around and found her clit again and she let out a scream of delight, as I drove my cock deeper into her and rubbed her clit with ardent vigor, faster and faster we moved together until I heard her scream out, ready for her second explosion.

"Michael! Your cock is so hard and so big, don't stop... don't stop, damn you, don't stop!" She screamed over and over. But I did.

I rolled Darlene over quickly and jumped on her belly with care, my cock stiff as a board and throbbing, ready for release.

"Why, damn you, why did you stop!" Darlene shouted at me.

"For this, of course, silly!" I replied, and leaned forward grabbing her tits and squeezed my cock between them.

I was so near to cumming that a few pumps between those beautiful tits were all I would need, that I knew for sure. Darlene's eyes opened to see my cock punching out between her tits faster and faster.

She screamed out, "Oh my God Michael I get to see you cum!"

And that she did. The first ejaculation hit her on the cheek, the second found her mouth and I raised up to make sure the rest would stay where she put her lips, directly around my cock head!

She didn't swallow and I never expected her to, she spewed out my cum in her hand and rubbed my cock with it and her tits. Darlene was a happy, satisfied sister and she knew she had made me a happy and satisfied brother, of that there was little doubt!

I slid down Darlene's body and nestled between her legs. My lips finding her clit.

She screamed again, "Damn you Michael I can't cum again!"

"That's not what I'm after." I said, and slid my fingers into her vagina, finding her maidenhead, and smiling I added,

"Wow, still a virgin huh?"

"Yup, but I think that's about to change." Dar replied back, moaning.

"Come on, let's get in the water." I announced, giving Dar's clit one last kiss.

I jumped up and held out my hand, helping Darlene rise, and pulled her towards the lake. We ran together, hand and hand and flopped in the cool water, shouting out as the shock hit us simultaneously.

Swimming, we playfully touched and squeezed each other, we kissed and hugged and said thank you over and over to one another. The day was at an end, it was a perfect day, no, more than perfect! Darlene's last words to me were this,

"I'll never forget this day, Mike. You were the perfect one. I want you to take my virginity!"

It was then that I woke up, hot, sweaty and the sheets soaked with my cum.

"God Dammit!" I cried softly, and thought to myself, "A God Damn Dream, fuck!" and felt shamed at dreaming about having sex with my sister.Several days passed, while I avoided Darlene. I just couldn't bear to look at her, knowing the dream I had about her, being a voyeur watching her every move and then fucking my sister. If Darlene entered a room I chose to leave for, any one of, dozens of contrived reasons, always polite but leaving as quickly as I could.

It wasn't long before I noticed the hurt look in Darlene's eyes and knew I was the reason. We had been very close, until I had the dream, and Darlene's face told me she had no idea why that had changed.

Nearly two weeks later, I stood in the kitchen, washing dishes. Mom and dad had left for a weekend get a way and Darlene went to her room, or so I thought. Finishing the last of the supper dishes, I felt Darlene's arms slip under my shirt and around my chest. With her breasts crushed into my back she whispered in my ear,

"I don't know why you're avoiding me Mike, but I do know it hurts like hell." And her hands tighten on my tits.

"Dar, I'm not avoiding you." I responded, as her touch took my breath away.

"What's wrong? Why won't you look at me or touch me any more?"

"Look, Darlene, I had a dream a couple of weeks ago. A dream about you and me and in the dream, we had fucked each other."

"I just couldn't bear to look at you after that. I felt sick and ashamed at having had such a dream. Can you understand?" I added.

"It was no dream Mike. You did fuck me, my ass anyway and shared your cum with me too. I'll never forget it and I want you to know I'm in lust with you, as much as you are with me. You just won't accept what happened on the beach that day, will you?" Darlene said, as she began to massage my chest, her hands dropping lower and lower.

"Darlene, what are you saying? It wasn't a dream? We had sex and you loved it?' I said, almost mumbling.

"Yes brother, you had a dream alright, but it was about our day, something that was very much real and wonderful. If anyone else knew about us, they'd put us away, but they don't know how good you feel and how wet I get every time I think about you, now do they?" she responded back, and in that same soft tone, adding,

"Mom and dad are gone for the weekend. Remember my last words to you that day? I want you in me Mike. I want you deep in my pussy this time and want your cum to run out of me. I told you I want you to take my virginity, remember?"

I slowly turned to face Darlene, as she reached up and encircled my neck with her arms. Hungrily she sought my lips and slipped her tongue in to explore my mouth, pushing me back against the sink. Pulling away slightly, in between kisses she said huskily,

"We have all weekend babe. I want you. I want you in me. I want you deep inside me. I want you as many times as I can get you. I want that big cock of yours."

"Who's room?" I asked, in between her kisses and mouth licks.

"Mine, of course. I want our cum on my sheets, OK?" She said, sliding her hand inside my jeans, grabbing my fast rising cock.

"Come on brother, your love sister needs you." She added, removing her hand, and turned to head off for her room.

Astounded, I quickly turned off the kitchen lights and followed Darlene, my cock throbbing at her touch and my loins aching to release my load. I heard the soft music as I approached her door, now half open. Gently I pushed the door open to find Darlene dancing to the music and starting a slow strip tease.

I sat on her changing chair and watched as she danced over to me, arms swaying, hips rotating and breasts jiggling. She bent and unzipped my jeans and, reaching in, pulled my hard cock from its confinement. Her eyes twinkled as she stroked my penis and slowly moved away to continue dancing for me.

With smoldering eyes and pouted lips, Darlene looked me straight in the eyes, as she started to undress, first unbuttoning her blouse. Dropping one sleeve at a time, she momentarily held her arms under her tits and lifted, creating a wonderfully large cleavage between them. Finally releasing her breasts, she dropped her blouse to the floor and reached to lower her bra straps, again one at a time, slowly, as I gasped and felt my cock stiffen even more than I thought possible.

Moving towards me again, my sister, reached around and unsnapped her bra, but didn't shed it until she stood directly in front of me. Bending slightly she lowered her bra releasing her breasts in my face and wiggled them, placing her nipples on my lips so I could suck them, as she danced. I held fast to one nipple, as she started to stand and back away, causing it to stretch out and finally pull out of my lip lock. I heard Darlene moan and then saw her smile warmly at me, holding her index finger in the air and wiggling it at me, as if to say, "Not yet!"

With hips undulating, she began pushing her shorts down, little by little, exposing her firm ass. Reaching the half way point, she danced her way backwards to stand, once again, within arms reach of me. She reached backwards with her arms and gestured for my hands.

Reaching out Darlene grabbed them and placed them on her hips, just above her dropped shorts, as she began swaying more and finished pushing her shorts down. Bending over to step from her shorts, she presented me her ass, in all its glory and a perfect camel toe vision of her pussy.

I moved my hands down and in, slightly, spread her butt cheeks and leaned forward to lick her rectum, as she continued to rotate her hips. Her quick gasp for breath told me she liked my tongue and she stayed a few moments while I enjoyed flicking my tongue in and out of her ass.

Finally, Darlene rose and turned towards me, showing me her beautiful shaved pussy. Moving her hands up and down her body, she paused to spread her labia and give her clitoris a brief rub. I watched as she moved her hands up her torso and capture her breasts, squeezing and rolling her nipples, now hard with lust. My cock was aching for her and showing she must have been aware, Darlene motioned for me to stand and she began undressing me.

Dropping to her knees she unsnapped my jeans and pulled them down, as she caught my cock in her mouth, sucking and licking. Holding my jeans, Darlene pulled at one leg and then the other, motioning me to step out, but never releasing my cock. Rising, she left my cock wet, slippery and rock hard, as she reached up to strip away my shirt. As my shirt hit the floor, Darlene pushed me back gently into the chair, and resumed dancing.

Several turns later she was backed up to me again, doing half squats to the music, she lowered herself onto my lap and began sliding up and down my cock. Wiggling, her ass, she made sure I was firmly trapped between her ass cheeks, as she slid back and when she raised, that my cock head would spread her labia as she pushed in and down on me.

The lap dance was incredible and I reached to massage her gorgeous breasts as she worked my cock. Darlene was moaning constantly now and grabbing my hands that held her breasts she said,

"Jesus, you make me so horny Michael. I'm so damn wet right now and your cock feels hot, I'm about ready. What about you?"

"Baby sister, my nuts are just aching to unload in you! Hell yes, I'm ready!" I said, between short breaths.

"Ok lover, let's go to my bed. I want you to lie down and let me get on top of you. I heard this hurts some and I want to take my time, understand?" Darlene whispered, as we walked over to the bed.

We strip away the covers and as requested I lied on the bed, waiting for Darlene to climb on and position herself. Darlene climbed over me and spread her legs. Rising, she placed one knee on the bed and with legs spread, balanced herself on the foot of her other leg, resting her hands on my belly.

"Ok babe, grab your cock and hold it up so I can slid onto it slowly."

Holding my cock upright, I watched as Darlene bent to peer between her legs and line up her pussy with my cock head. Slowly she lowered her pussy and swallowed the tip of my cock. Satisfied she was positioned right, she looked up, pursed her lips, closed her eyes and started to impale herself.

There was some pain, obviously, as two or three times Darlene rose quickly, shouting out,

"Damn Michael, you're so big. This hurts more than I thought!"

"Hey, we can stop you know." I said, trying to be gentle, adding,

"I don't want to hurt you sis."

"No fucking way! Your cock is in me and it's staying there!" Darlene shouted, as she bore down and screamed out in pain as she broke threw her maidenhead.

"Oh my God, that was a trip. Jesus that hurt, but I think the worst is over. We did it Michael!" Darlene beamed at me, happy she no longer was a virgin.

I rose to look, as Darlene bent her head, seeing the blood running down my shaft and onto the sheets. Satisfied, Darlene slid her foot out and dropped fully to her knees. Lowering herself more, she slid her hands up my belly and onto my chest and began rubbing her tits on me as she road up and down my shaft.

I reached under her belly and found her clit and massaged it as she worked the last of the pain from her vagina, becoming more and more excited and nearing her climax. Suddenly, Darlene sat bolt upright and drove my cock in as far as it would go and began to rock her hips.

I could feel her uterus as she worked her hips and saw in her face that the added depth and contact was bringing her rapidly to that point of cumming, when I too felt the deep urge to let go.

"I'm so close Dar, are you?" I gasped, trying to maintain long enough for Darlene to catch up.

"Christ, I'm there!" She screamed out, wildly thrusting her hips into me.

As her words faded in my ears, I felt the first of several hard pulses go through my cock, as I shot my hot cum inside Darlene. Darlene's vagina muscles clamped down on me, just as my first load shot out and intensified the remaining explosions. I thought the head of my cock was going to blow off.

"God damn, fuck me Michael, fuck me hard, fill me up! Jesus I love your big cock, keep it cumming! She screamed out, rocking fast and furious on my cock.

I felt the shudders coming from deep inside Darlene, as her legs shook with the intensity of cumming, sweat pouring from our bodies, as we entered the final stages, spent and exhausted.

"You want me to pull out, babe?" I asked, between labored breathes.

"No, please leave it in. I want to feel it more. This has been the most intense experience of my life and I have you and that wonderful cock of your to thank." Darlene mumbled, as she dropped down on my belly and chest, resting her head.

We lie there for what seemed like hours, cuddling, talking low and sweet to one another. Darlene looked up, cupped my face with her hands and planted a slow, long, deep kiss on my lips and said,

"Thank you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you Michael. You were and are the best!"

"I love you sister. I love you more than anyone I know." I responded back, as Darlene started to rise and slowly pull my cock from her pussy.

We watched as more blood, followed by an enormous amount of cum oozed from her and on to my belly. Darlene rolled to one side and snuggled into my armpit, her head resting on my chest. When we woke, we were in the same position, neither of us had moved from the night before. Darlene's first words to me that morning were,

"My pussy hurts, it hurts so damn good!"

With that positive morning note, I smiled at my sister and rising grabbed her hand and led her to the shower. It was the longest shower either of us had ever taken and it felt more than wonderful.

We languished over the soaping and washing we gave one another and Darlene was surprised at how sensitive her pussy still was, laughing about it. Laughing until she felt my cock stiffening in her grasp and then changed quickly, giving me that "My God, you don't want to fuck right now, do you?" look.

"Michael, I don't think my pussy could take you right now!" She said quickly, with a worried look.

"Not now sis, how about tonight?" I asked, with a wide grin on my face.

"God, you are such a Letcher, you know that?" Darlene said laughing, and then pulled my hard cock.

Darlene rose up, wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss. When we finished, she shut off the shower, telling me,

"You got a date, but if I'm still sore I wouldn't mind you cumming in my ass. I might need a day or two for another pussy shot. That OK with you? I mean the last time you were in my ass, you pulled out early, remember?"

I nodded, recalling our first time together that I couldn't acknowledge as real.

"Ok then, big boy, get your cute ass out of my shower and get dressed, before I forget I'm sore and want to really hurt myself!" Dar demanded, slapping my ass and laughing.

I serviced Darlene's ass that night, turning my sister into a real anal sex lover. With mom and dad's return we were forced to get creative and were nearly caught two or three times, adding to the excitement of our having sex.

My call to arms came and I thought Darlene was going to loose it. She cried for days, in fact, just looking at me sent her into tears. The day I left Dar grabbed me as I passed the women's restroom and pulled me inside.

"God damn you, Mike, you aren't leaving without fucking me!" She screamed, as she quickly locked the door.

I started to protest, but Darlene was already on me, undoing my pants. She grabbed my cock and began sucking me hard and fast. It was a hopeless protest, she knew she had me the minute my cock slipped between her lips. I grew hard at her urgent sucking.

Knowing I was ready, Darlene stood, pulled up her dress to reveal her nude pussy, wet and waiting. She jumped into my arms and as I held my cock she lowered herself sliding her, sweet, tight pussy on my shaft.

Wildly she pumped me, with her legs and hips, forcing me deeper than I had ever been and screamed out,

"Fuck me Michael, fuck me hard! I want to remember your cock in me long after you're gone!"

It was the wildest and most intense sexual explosion we had ever had, fueled by burning passion and raging fear over never seeing one another again.

I left Darlene, crying, but I knew she would always be mine.I boarded the bus, quite and reflective, resigned to my fate and boot camp. I watched as my parents and Darlene, faded out of sight, as the bus carryed us away to military life.

Miles down the road, my body still shook and spasmed with each thought of Darlene's fierce, if not desperate, last fucking. My cock tingled and throbbed and made me uncomfortable, trying to enlarge with the passing thoughts and I forced my eyes closed.

"Sleep, just sleep." I thought to myself, as the drone of the bus engine lulled me, finally, into a mind saving slumber, or so I thought, as the dreams came again, in full force and eroticism.

We stood side by side, on a cold and grey day, watching my father being lowered into his final resting place. Darlene and mother crying and holding one another, while I stood stoically, in my Army uniform, determined not to shed a tear and my arm raised in a salute.

The funeral finally over, we turned and silently walked to the waiting car, arm in arm, with Darlene on one side and mother on the other. It was a bad day and I could feel the heaviness pour out of the women in my life and I knew it was for me to bear and me alone…

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Suddenly, sucking in a large breath and sleep spittle, I began to choke and woke up from the nightmare, a cold seat running down my forehead and chest. Clearing my throat, I realized it had been dream and the bus was still rolling on down the road. I sank back down into the seat, my eyes slowly closing again, as the drone took over and I found the dream had moved on…

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I stood outside Darlene's bedroom window once again, carefully peering in, waiting for her. It was summer and I, some how braver, stood tight against the house wall, naked, barely breathing, with my penis firmly in grip…Waiting.

In she walked, slow and deliberately, taking a long look at the window, where I stood and smiled warmly. My hand was already in motion, as she began to undress. After dropping her blouse, she walked to the window and opened it slightly, allowing the night breeze to enter and turned away, reaching to drop her bra straps.

I watched, stroking my cock to hardness, as Darlene dropped her bra cups and slid her bra around to unfasten the clasp.

"God, that feels so good." She sighed, dropping her bra and reaching to massage her tits.

Feeling my cock head slick with pre-cum, I moved to get a better view, when a bush branch scrapped past my leg and released up the inside of my thigh, causing me to scream out in surprise!

Horrified, I jerked back, as I saw Darlene turning…But it wasn't Darlene! It was Irene, my mother!

The dream faded and contorted, as I tossed and turned in my restless sleep…

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I woke from sleep, hearing my bedroom door creak open and watched the, dark, silhouette entering, quietly, almost gliding across the room towards my bed.

"I've been waiting for you Michael. It's been so long and I need you inside me." The silhouette said, in a husky, urgent voice.

I smiled deeply, as I raised the covers, welcoming Darlene back into my bed. I too needed and wanted her and could only hope she had been very quiet in coming to my room.

Not content with simply pulling back the covers, Darlene ripped them from my bed and climbed on, spreading my legs, hungrily seeking my manhood. She pushed my legs higher, as her mouth found my cock and sucked me in.

Working my cock feverously, she brought me to the hardness she knew all too well and wanted. Satisfied, she held my cock down and sucked in my balls, one after the other and rolled them in her mouth, moaning out,

"I'm going to fuck you so good Mike. You'll never leave me again."

Darlene released my balls and slid her tongue up my shaft to capture my cock head, leaving rivulets of spit as she went and engulfed me, forcing my cock, to its near full extent, down her throat.

"Ease up sis! Come up her and let me eat you!" I cried out, as her attention started a familiar throb in my cock.

"Ummmmmmmmmm. I guess, but I just love that big fucking cock of yours." She moaned out, releasing and began a slow slid up my body, rubbing her tits on my cock and belly, as she came up to face me.

I opened my eyes and started to scream, as I recognized the wonton, lustful eyes staring back at me were my mother's, Irene!

"Mike! Mike, Jesus what's wrong!" I heard a voice call out, as I awoke, drenched in sweat and breathing hard, a wild eyed expression on my face.

"Nothing… A bad dream, Ed. That's all." I said, my eyes rolling back, as a long rush of breath escaped my lungs.

Awake, "fully awake now", after that final nightmare, I sat watching the road go by, hoping the trip would end soon.

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Two days later, I sat stunned on the bench outside the Federal Building, rejected.

"Rejected? What the fuck was that?" I thought, my mind racing at what I was going to do now.

My final physical had come up with an injury, received during my football years, the government would not deal with. I was relieved at not having to enter the military, but the shame seemed large in me, a feeling of failure somehow.

I walked slowly to a hotel café and sat down to order, feeling I should call the folks, or certainly Darlene. A combination of fear, apprehension and guilt invaded my thoughts so I just sat there, waiting.

The food came, but not a thought concerning my plight. The gifts, the people wishing me well, the party…Everything that occurred, a few scant days before, flashed through my head and made me feel sick. I managed to eat a little and finish my coffee, but it wasn't satisfying. I paid the waitress, gave her a half hearted, futile, grin and slowly left the café.

An hour later I was at the bus station, waiting again. It would be several hours before another bus left for Austin and I had only time on my hands…To think. Thoughts of Darlene raced through my head, as I settled down and closed my eyes to catch a few winks.

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"Dar? Dar…Oh God it's good to hear your voice!" I stammered into the phone.

"Am I where? Boot camp? No, Dar…A bus station."

"What? Rejected. They rejected me!"

After a long pause…."I don't know Sis…I don't know what I'm going to do."

"Come home? Jeeesssss, facing all those people…And Dad! I feel like a failure Dar! God forbid he should ever find out about you and me!"

"What? What the hell did you say?"

"Mom knows! Oh Christ Dar, tell me you didn…" and she cut me off.

"She what…She was in the bathroom…Oh my God Darlene she must have just shit a brick!"

"Stop laughing! It ain't funny Darlene!"

"Surprised? Oh ya, I bet she was…And just what did she say Dar?"

"Known…For how long? She was surprised we kept a secret that long…Oh Christ Dar I'm just gonna blow a gasket! Anything else you want to tell me?"

"I love you too…"

"Look…I'll call you back…In a few days, okay?"

"Bye."

The dream ended with the click of the phone and my eyes opened, sweat pouring from my body. I sat up quickly, looking around in stark terror, like everyone in the depot had just watched my dream. I checked my watch…An hour had passed and I felt exhausted, sleep or not. Rising, I walked to the book store and began looking for something to keep me occupied.

Walking the isles, I scanned the paperbacks and found nothing inviting. Moving on I brushed against the arm of a tall blonde, excused myself, and moved around the corner, but not before looking back at her face. Her eyes immediately met mine and a smile blossomed on her lips, as I nodded and moved on.

She had a queer affect on me and I felt un-nerved, as my eyes caught the magazine section and started to scan for anything to read! I steadied myself on the rack with my hand and slowly went down the isle looking. I paused mid-way, catching site of the Playboy issue, my hand still resting on the rack, when she walked around the corner.

Still un-nerved, I stood stock still, as she approached and stood within scant feet of me. From the corner of my eye I saw her pick one magazine after another and scan them quickly, but always taking a quick look in my direction, after each selection.

I moved down a little, but kept my hand on the rack. My eyes focused on a magazine promising me "The Best Sex Life Ever", as I slid my hand down and started to drum my fingers on the rack, in a nervous expression.

The anxiety heightened when I saw her move quickly behind me, from the corner of my eye. Almost afraid to breath, I started to move when I heard her voice, "You're very good looking. I bet your sister just loves you."

"What? Excuse me, what the hel…" I started to say, when she turned and stopped me.

"I see your fingers drumming on that "Incest" magazine and figured you're too shy to pick it up with me here."

Looking quickly to the rack I found she was right. For some reason, when I stopped, my hand landed on "Incest Monthly" and remained there touching the front page. Turning slowly, with a sheepish look, I tried to explain it was just a coincidence when she stopped me with the most sensual look I had ever seen.

"Baby, it's okay…I've made love to my brother so many times I've lost track…he's the best and I keep going back…Spoiled, you know?"

My sheepish look turned into a grin and I nodded. Just as slowly, I turned back to the rack and a picked up the incest magazine. I was just starting the index of stories, "My Daddy Was the Best", being the first article, when I felt her ass touch mine. I tried holding my composure, as I turned to look.

Her long legs were slightly bent, riding her already, too, short skirt up exposing that "smilely" face where the ass cheeks drop and curve inward. Stunned, I stood with mouth open as she turned and looked up at me and smiled wider.

Like a ratchet, my head turned back around and, some how, my eyes refocused on the magazine. Her ass remained in contact and rose slightly as she shifted position, causing my cock to stir…"Stir! It was rising rapidly!" I thought, as I tried to figure a way to exit.

My hands remained firmly fixed to "Incest monthly", when I turned and broke contact and regretted it. I walked quickly to the check out stand and paid little attention to the raised eyebrow, of the female cashier. I looked around and, not finding the luscious blonde, quickly paid for the magazine, leaving the book store.

Amazingly, or not, I was lost in the magazines articles. I never knew! I had forgotten about the blonde and was lost in a world of absolute perversion. My cock grew hard and I had visions of Darlene, as I read on. Lost in words and thought, I never saw her, as she sat directly behind me. My first conscience thought of her came when she bent her head back, touching mine.

"So, enjoying the mag I see. Love the bulge and I bet your sister really loves it too" She said, low and huskily.

My cock stiffened even more at her voice, as I tried to respond. I delayed, but not because I wanted to, and tried to pick out a few words that wouldn't make me sound too stupid.

In a low voice I replied, "So, what do you want? How is it that you know I'm fucking my sister?"

"I want you…And, I didn't know but I do now!" She came back, wiggling her head against mine.

"Shit!" I thought, holding my tongue.

"What's her name?" She asked.

"Darlene."

"You love her?"

"Yes."

"You're definitely my kind of man!" She came back and added, "Ummmmmmmmm."

I turned quickly, as I no longer felt her head, and saw her walking off. Her short skirt swaying, exposing her tight firm ass cheeks with each swirl of her skirt. Nearing the restroom hallway, she turned and looked back, sliding her hands down her top and pulling it away enough to expose a hard nipple and smile.

"What the fuck?" I thought, as I rose to track her down. She was disappearing fast, when I started to sprint after her. I was half way down the restroom corridor when I heard her voice…It was behind me!

"I knew it…You are fucking your sister and you want me too!"

"No!...I mean, Yes….Christ lady what's your name?" I stammered.

"Julianne, honey…What's yours?"

"Michael" I said, turning to walk back towards her.

"Ummmmmm, Michael…He, who is like God. Nice, very nice….Fits you darling." She responded, coming from the shadows.

"So, I gotta ask…Are you a hooker?" I said, sheepishly, as I approached.

"No baby, I'm not. Just a girl that loves her brother…A little too well some times and have the ability to see incest in others."

"Jeeeeesuuuuusssssss, but…." I started to say.

"Stop Michael and just accept it. Why you….Why not? I love my brother and he does me every way he can but I still need more and he doesn't mind, its how our relationship survives. It may not be natural, but it damn sure is holy and wonderful and our mutual freedom makes it survive. Have you given your sister that option, or are you still clinging tight to her?"

"Shit Julianne, never thought of it that way…Tight I guess." I responded, finally closing the distance.

"Give her wings baby, she'll be back over and over…She loves you more than any other, but she needs to experience them if she wants." Julianne came back, slipping her hands under her top and raising it, slowly, for me.

"You like my breasts, Michael?" She asked, as her hands slid across her breasts and caressed her nipples, making them hard.

"I have a new born Michael and I'm lactating…Would you like to drink?" She asked, raising an eyebrow and smiling.

I slowly nodded as she raised her blouse fully and exposed her milk filled breasts.

Without a word, my hands came up and cupped both breasts. I bent my head, as Julianne placed her hands on the back of head and pressed me in. Tenderly, I sucked in a nipple and began to suckle. The milk flowed freely and I felt like I was in heaven.

"Oh baby, you love that so much don't you?" She asked, as I suckled away.

Gently, she pulled my lips from one breast and placed them on the other, giving way to equal milking, as she reached down and found my hardened cock. Gently she slid her hand down and began to rub my semi-hard cock, in slow deliberate motion.

"Oh baby, your momma is gonna love you too! You've never forgotten!" She gasped, as her head reared back and she thrust her breast into my mouth.

I pulled away gently and with breast milk dripping from my lips said, "Julianne, I've never fucked my mom."

"You will baby….You will! Darlene will understand and you'll enjoy it beyond anything thing you've understood!" was her reply.

I was rock hard when Julianne stopped my breast feeding and went down on me. I was suckling happily one minute and the next it was air, but Julianne's hand s were sliding my pants down.

"Oh Michael, momma wants your cock so bad…You've grown sooooooo big honey!" She said, in a husky voice and wrapped her lips around my cock head.

"No mom…No! You can't….You shouldn't! Oh momma please..."

"Momma will take of care of you honey….My, my…Damn, sweety, you're dripping for momma!" Julianne said, having her way with me.

Julianne had me to the brink when she slid her lips down my cock for the last time and smiled at me.

"Baby, momma needs all that jism…I'm stopping so you can put that big cock in momma and cum…I'm ready baby, are you?"

"Yes momma…I'm ready." I said, cock throbbing and willing to do anything Julianne said.

"Michael!...Michael….Pay attention! Momma needs your help. You lift my skirt now boy, when Momma bends over. You'll see a tight brown hole and I want you to put that big hard cock in that hole…Okay?"

I nodded, as Julianne turned and raised her skirt. With dulled eyes, I spotted that hole. It was brown and tight. I reached out with a hand that I didn't know and wiggled a finger into the hole.

Juianne screamed, "Oh yes baby….That's the hole, baby…That's the hole! Put your big cock in there and cum with momma!"

I watched Julianne's hand come from between her legs and moisten her rectum, just as I aimed my hard cock for penetration. With an enormous scream of delight, Julianne raised up as I slid my cock home, "Oh God Michael! That's the biggest cock momma has ever had!"

"Michael…You and my brother are the best! I'm not your momma but I bet she'd wish it was her ass you were putting that big cock in…Don't be afraid…Ask her!" Julianne said, between grunts and gasps.

"Oh My God Michael, I'm cumming…Grab my clit and rub like hell!" Julianne screamed.

I reached down and found her clit and rubbed as she asked and received the best climax I'd ever had…I humped and humped and humped…I humped until I thought I'd faint.

When I finally pulled from Julianne's ass, the cum ran out in a steady stream and Julianne laughed with delight. As my cock shrunk with relief and Julianne pushed me out, she turned and looked at me saying,

"Michael, you can have me any time you want…I'm telling my brother he has serious competition! You tell Darlene we've had sex and give her the opportunity to go out and have sex too…She'll love you for it!"

"Oh my God Julianne, you're going to tell your brother!" I gasped, trying to recover.

"Yes! He loves me and he's always up for a challenge!"

"Michael?"

"Yes Juli."

"Your mother knows…Doesn't she?"

"Yes."

"She's going to want to fuck you…You know that don't you?"

"Ya…Dreams Juli…They told me."

"Did you fuc…" I started to ask.

"Ya baby, I did. I had a hard time at first, but his cock was so nice…"

"Wow! Big?"

"Ya…Bigger than I'd ever had…But gentle and thorough, a very nice fucking that we both enjoyed!"

"What about my mom?" I asked.

"Start with her breasts and then go on…She'll let you know, Hun."

"And Darlene?"

"Have Darlene get you ready….You know…Hard cock…Stiff and dripping."

"God Julianne, you want Darlene to get me ready!" I responded, with mouth open.

"Yes…Dammit!...And make sure she's there, have her guide your cock in and keep you going in case you falter!"

"Was your brother there?" I asked.

"No Hun and I regretted it. Dad was gentle, but it would have been so much more special if John had had been there. Don't make the mistake!"

"When's the last time you made love to your brother?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

"About 8 hours ago." came the reply.

"And you?"

"Ages ago…Show me a picture of your brother."

"You wanna see him hard and ready?" She replied and giggled.

"Yes…Please." I replied back.

Julianne produced a marvelous picture of John, his cock standing up-right and hard, ready to penetrate anything. I looked at the picture a long time before she broke my concentration.

"Jeees Michael, you love cock too?"

"No babe, just wondering if Darlene would like it?"

"If I can be testimonial….Yes, she would!"

"Okay…I've worried long enough…I want your brother to fuck Darlene and if my mother wants me…Please be there for me!

"Would you like a little more milk?" Julianne said, grinning.

"Yes."

"Good, because I want you in my pussy…Deep!"I boarded the bus, quite and reflective, resigned to my fate and boot camp. I watched my parents and Darlene, fade out of sight, as the bus carried me away to military life.

Miles down the road, my body still shook and spasm with each thought of Darlene's fierce, if not desperate, last fucking. My cock tingled and throbbed and made me uncomfortable, trying to enlarge with the passing thoughts and I forced my eyes closed.

"Sleep - just sleep." I thought to myself, as the drone of the bus engine lulled me, finally, into a mind saving slumber, or so I thought, as the dreams came.

We stood side by side, on a cold and grey day, watching my father being lowered into his final resting place. Darlene and mother crying and holding one another, while I stood stoically, in my Army uniform, determined not to shed a tear.

The funeral finally over, we turned and silently walked to the waiting car, arm in arm, with Darlene on one side and mother on the other. It was a bad day and I could feel the heaviness pour out of the women in my life and I knew it was for me to bear and me alone.

Sucking in a large breath and sleep spittle, I began to choke and woke up from the nightmare, a cold sweat running down my forehead and chest. Clearing my throat, I realized it had been dream and the bus was still rolling on down the road. I sank back down into the seat, my eyes slowly closing again, as the drone, once again, took over and I found the dream had moved on...

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I waited outside Darlene's bedroom window, carefully peering in, watching for her. It was summer and I, some how braver, stood tight against the house wall, naked, barely breathing, with my fingers wrapped around my penis...Waiting.

In she walked, slow and with great deliberation, taking a long look at the window, where I stood and smiled warmly. My hand was already in motion, as she began to undress. After dropping her blouse, she walked to the window and opened it slightly, allowing the night breeze to enter and turned away, reaching to drop her bra straps.

I watched, stroking my cock to hardness, as Darlene dropped her bra cups and slid her bra around to unfasten the clasp.

"God, that feels so good." She sighed, and reached to massage her tits.

Feeling my cock head slick with pre-cum, I moved to get a better view, when a branch, from the hedge, scrapped past my leg and released up the inside of my thigh, causing me to scream out in surprise!

Horrified, I jerked back, as I saw Darlene turning...But it wasn't Darlene! It was Irene, my mother!

The dream faded and contorted, as I tossed and turned, in a fitful, restless, sleep.

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