Dreamtime

The warmth is the first thing I notice it’s that cozy kind of warmth that makes one want to stretch luxuriously. The kind of warmth being naked in the sun for the first time on a warm summer's day brings. I feel every sinew stretching and that in itself feels erotic. 

I wait, pensive and expectant for Miss Brain won’t be rushed. She will form this dream into what I need most, even if I don’t know what that is myself. It may be loving and gentle, or almost brutally erotic. Who knows? 

There is a scent….a smell. One that I know. I follow it through the remaining mist. My sister's room attracts me strongly. I knock on her door gently. I hardly hear her invitation to enter. Her room is so unlike the chaotic mess mine is. Hers is as organised and pristine as it was when she was a schoolgirl. Everything in its place. Order. A brief memory flashes through my mind. When we were 13, we would often say the rosary together. I remember that, for some reason, kneeling next to her was erotic. Oh, yes, it was. I felt…..aroused, even then. 

She is lying on her bed her left arm is over her head, her right arm across her tummy. One leg bent, it’s knee pointing toward the ceiling. It is so erotic…I can see her panties….just. A cascade of love flows over me. I realise there is nothing I wouldn’t do for this girl. I would die for her if necessary. She smiles. That warm, affectionate smile that causes her eyes to wrinkle and sparkle. Her knee moves sideways a little exposing more of her crotch. 

Blue panties then? Blue but even from the outside I can see they are stained. A small mark is visible between where her lips push at the material. She must have been very wet yesterday…or through the night…or both! I wonder if she masturbated? Another flood of liquid oozes out of me and into my own panties. God, I want to make love to her. 

She smiles again, a teasing grin this time as her right hand flicks her t shirt up and disappears under the waistband of her panties. She utters two words. “Watch me?” The upward inflection at the end means it’s a request rather than an order. I could decline, but of course, I won’t! I see her fingers working under the material of her undies. I know what she feels like down there so well. I know her scent, her taste, yet now I’m denied even the sight of her sex. Her lips part and she sighs. I see her long elegant middle finger describing circles over her clit. I am desperate to touch her….or to touch myself. I feel myself flooding into my panties. If I wasn’t wearing them I have no doubt it would be oozing down my inner thighs by now. 

Her left hand uncoils itself from over her head and slowly makes its way to her crotch. I realise my mouth is hanging open and I’m actually dribbling! Oh for fucks sake! She slowly pulls the material aside, and I see her wetness. For a moment, she abandons her clit and with two fingers, holds herself wide open to my inspection! I see her hole in all its welcoming glory. My body actually twitches as I suppress an involuntary desire to leap onto the bed and bury my face between my sisters legs. 

She slips her panties off. They lie enticingly around one ankle. Both knees are raised now and both feet planted far apart. I can see everything she does, from dipping a long finger up herself to circling her wetness around her bum. Again, a deep, deep sigh, this time accompanied by an arched back. Her hips begin to move in a twisting, circular motion. I can see her masturbating, but I don’t know what she is fantasising about. 

“Anna” although she almost whispers my name the shock of it makes me jump…physically jump. “Straddle my face.” Somehow, I know she doesn’t want me to actually do this. This is part of her fantasy. “Squeeze his cum from your cunt into my mouth.” A few seconds later her mouth opens and I know she is imagining the warm semen dripping from me into her eager mouth. 

And then, quite simply, she orgasms right in front of me. Her shoulders come off the bed and her whole body convulses in time with the spasms of pleasure that are shooting through her crotch.

I awake in my bed, breathing hard and quickly jams a hand between my own legs. I slept naked last night and I’m a hot mess down there. Fuck it. I know I’m going to squirt when I cum but I don’t care. I finger myself hard before the images of the dream disappear. I imagine myself kneeling over my sister’s face. Her mouth wide open and me looking down. A silver white glob of semen leaves me and drips into her mouth. Another….and another. Miss Brain adds the finishing touch by whispering into my ear “It’s your dad’s semen.” 

My early morning world shatters into another dimension as the orgasm rapes me. I feel the enormity of a squirt leave my body. It splatters onto my bed, and it’s scent fills the room. 

I lie back, sated for now, but realising how much I need a cock…..and soon!