A Dream Come True Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

A Dream Come True Ch. 01

He couldn't believe his luck. Standing in the doorway, her body framed by the hallway light, was his sister. Standing at 5'6", with shoulder length raven black hair, wearing absolutely nothing, his sister wasn't exactly a bombshell, but she was absolutely more than conventionally attractive. Her thin lips were tugged up into a seductive smile, hands resting on the doorframe, leaning over ever so slightly. Just enough that he could see that her smaller breasts were still perky with youth. She was the sort that didn't wear bras unless absolutely necessary, much to the chagrin of their parents, and the benefit of those that saw her. And him, of course.

And of course, her hips and legs were just about perfect for him. He was always more of a legs and ass sort of guy, and he figured if she ever wore heels, she would be practically irresistible to him. Not that he was a foot guy, but more appreciative of the way heels just accentuated everything else on a woman. He gained his appreciation of thighs with the way his sister always used to wear the shortest of shorts around the house as he was growing up.

She didn't wait for him to say anything. She quietly stepped across the carpet toward his queen-sized bed, threw the covers off of her brother, and revealed his arousal to the cool night air. He slept stark naked, since most blankets and sheets were far too warm otherwise. Though perhaps some part of him had hoped deep down that it would work to his advantage in other ways, ...

... like in this moment, when she had one less obstacle to get through to get to what she wanted. Fingertips grazed the bulbous head of his cock, and then her hand slipped forward to take hold of it firmly, fingers wrapped around it.

His mouth opened to speak, but nothing came out. She clearly ignored that, her eyes turning toward his cock, slipping into bed now to join him more properly. A few slow, expert jerking motions, focused from base to tip, and his dick was soon crowned with pre, glistening in what little light was managing to slip around her from the hallway. He could see her gaze lock onto the crystalline treat, and before he could so much as moan, her lips had parted to take him into her mouth. For the first few seconds, as her head descended, no part of his cock touched her lips, resting only on her tongue. Then, she lightly clamped onto him, and he could feel her tongue drag up along the underside to his sensitive tip to lick the pre right off of him.

It made him shudder and his toes curled a little. His hands felt like they needed to grab onto her head, but he didn't want to take the risk of discouraging her, so he firmly gripped the sheets next to him instead. Most of the girls he'd slept with in the past had always gone at sucking his cock with gusto, an enthusiasm that was admirable, but not quite the pace he liked. His sister, however, seemed to be able to read his mind. She started out nice and slow, deliberate, loving, her tongue swirling around the head ...