I live pretty far away now, and that was the first time I'd been back for over a year. My girlfriend couldn't come with me, so I'd just gone from having sex several times a week whenever I wanted it to not having any at all. I stayed with my parents for awhile, then went and stayed with my sister, so by week two, I was almost a month into the forced celibacy, and hornier than I can ever remember being. My sister is just hot - all my friends have said so. Add to my horniness the fact that she walks around the house in her underwear and constantly complained about how sexually frustrated she was because she hadn't had sex in a long time.
One night, I had a sex dream about her, and woke up right in the middle with a raging hard on. I decided to jerk off, and at first tried to think of something other than her. Of course, that meant that I could think of nothing else but her, and I wound up jerking off while thinking about my sister for the first time in my life. I feel like this is something of an accomplishment, because I have several attractive sisters and I was 28 by then I felt at least a little wretched and hated myself. I couldn't fall back asleep, and I couldn't think of anything but how sexy she is.
As even the worst ideas have a tendency to do when you're alone in the dark with nothing to convince you otherwise, it started to seem like the perfect idea. She was sexually frustrated, I was hornier than I'd ever been. I've never cheated on anybody, but after a couple hours alone in the dark, this started to seem like maybe it wouldn't really be cheating. Maybe it would just be my sister and I, who have always been pretty close, just getting a bit closer - while solving both of our problems.
She also wouldn't have to sleep some random fuckhead, and would be guaranteed to get fucked and eaten really well. Not to brag, but I know I'm good at it.
She is also the kind of person who seems to have absolutely no boundaries. I know what song was playing when she lost her virginity. In the morning, she asked if I slept okay on the couch, and I said, "No, not at all, but not because the couch isn't comfortable. She immediately asked for details, because that's just how she is. I took a deep breath and said, "Well She just said, "Oh. You want any coffee? I was going to try and find a way to fuck her. A few evenings later, we were hanging out watching movies and getting drunk.
At some point, I decided to go for it. I had been thinking about how to go about it without ruining our relationship, freaking her the hell out, and having her run off and tell the whole family and my girlfriend.
I finally settled on, "Ya know the dream I had about you? I'm still having trouble dealing with it When I told her, she just kinda laughed and said, "Yeah, I kinda figured that when you told me. Just don't ever try anything, and we're okay and I won't tell anybody. Three days later, she met a guy and started fucking him and giving me the details. Probably only giving me details to fuel my fantasies about her, because she likes to fuck with me.
None of this changed her dressing habits. I honestly think she was walking around in her bra and panties more often those last couple weeks. Some really sexy Victoria's Secret shit, too. So, I didn't get to fuck her, but I managed to let her know I was up for it without fucking up anything between us.
And now I don't feel bad at all when I have fantasies about spanking her like the bad little girl she is. NSFW Literotica has deeply effected my sexuality.