Sleepwalker - Sex Stories

Sleepwalker

... Sis?” My sister sat forward on the hard kitchen chair and propped her elbows on the table. She motioned me to sit opposite her. “It all started while I was in the grip of puberty. I don't remember how old I was but I was changing, my body hurt, my mind was all screwed up. Normal teen girl stuff; my friends and I were all suffering the same crap. You're three years older than me so you hardly noticed I existed but I noticed you. I watched you go through girlfriends like a rich asshole spending money and I wondered why they would throw themselves at you like that. It never occurred to me then that you were a hot looking sports star and that attracts a lot of girls. I mean I liked it that you lettered in three sports but since you were my brother I wasn't going ga-ga over you like all my friends. “Then one day I saw you in the back yard screwing some girl. Mom and dad weren't home and you had her on a blanket in the shade of that big tree back there. It was a warm day, you were both naked and you were fucking her like crazy. I didn't know who she was but she looked like she was having a lot of fun. I sat in my window and watched you for almost an hour, you screwed her two times and necked and played with her a lot between.” Tara burned red, looked out my kitchen window. “When you were done and she left, I played with myself, it was the first time I ever had an orgasm.” She dropped her eyes and added softly, “That was also the first time I fixed my hair when I was sleeping. ...

... “After that I never looked at you the way I did when I was growing up. I mean you were always kind of like a hero but you became a sexy hero. I started noticing the way different clothes fit you; I had my favorites. I always liked those white Dockers on you; they made your crotch bulge and fit tight on your ass. I still like it when you wear button shirts and don't button the top two. Anyway it was after that day that I started waking up sometimes with my hair all different. It drove me nuts for over a year because it happened several times. I never knew what was going on, I thought some of my friends were sneaking over and fucking with me while I was sleeping. I even accused Madeline of doing that and she told me I was daft. “Then you graduated and moved out to go to college and I stopped fixing my hair at night. For almost a year nothing happened then all of a sudden it started up again. I put up with it for a while but finally told mom what was going on. That's when she took me to the doctors. I could never put any of it together until you showed me those charts then it all made sense. I know what drives my sleepwalking.” “But -” I started, Tara shot me an ugly glance and shook her head, I stopped mid-thought. She lowered her head and said quietly “Now it gets hard to tell, please don't think I'm some kind of creepy or really perverted.” She looked into my eyes, hers were pleading for understanding. I just nodded my permission to continue. “You are the reason I do what I do. I ...