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 ï>¿Sleepwalking by nikki_2021

   Sleepwalking Ch.  04: Anything Goes

   Nikki gives Grant permission to do anything while she sleeps.

   Well Diary, who would have thought that I would get to have this much
fun with my brother?  It wasn't quite as simple as perhaps I'd thought it
would be after I let Grant know that I was knowingly fucking him.

   I'd abandoned him in bed and rushed off to work, which gave him a lot of
time to think.  Boys shouldn't think too much, because it just leads to
trouble.  Grant wasn't home when I arrived home so I set about cooking a
nice dinner for us, looking to celebrate the fact that we would be able to
talk openly and have lots of sex.

   Grant came home and was kind of cagey and struggled to meet my eyes when
he was talking to me.  It took some coaxing to get him to sit down and let
me know what the problem was.  It was quite simply the fact that he knew
that having sex with his sister was something that he shouldn't be doing.
He was struggling with the fact that he really enjoyed it and wanted more.
At least once we got to that point we were moving forward.  I assured him
that I wanted it too and that if at any point in time either of decided
that it should stop, that it would.  It seems so simple when I type it out,
but trust me, it was hours of conversation all over the apartment.  When I
finally had him agreeing to what I wanted, we were sitting at the little
table in the kitchen again having coffee.

   'So like are we going to share a bed now or something?' Grant asked me
when it was getting close to time to sleep for the night.

   'You know, I kind of like the idea of still having separate rooms, but
fucking when we want.  I mean, don't take this the wrong way, but I'm not
looking for you to be my boyfriend, just a fuck buddy kind of thing.'

   'Wow, sounds ok to me,' he laughed.

   'I don't want you to hold back either.' I too had been thinking during
the day (though clearly not the way he had) and wanted him to know what I
wanted him to do.

   'What do you mean?' he asked me.

   'When ever you want me, let me know and there's a good chance you can
fuck me.  And if I am asleep or sleepwalking and you get the chance to take
advantage of me, do it.  You have no idea how much it turns me on to think
that I could wake up with your cum dripping from my pussy and not even
remember it getting in there.'

   'Seriously?  You want me to fuck you in your sleep?'

   'Yes, I give you permission to do anything you want to me as long as it
doesn't hurt me.'

   'Holy shit.' I could see his imagination spinning up to speed and
enjoyed the different emotions that crossed his face.  I wondered what that
permission would mean for me and felt myself getting wet thinking about it.

   'So if I pulled my cock out now and asked you to suck it ...'

   'Why don't you try it and see what happens?' I asked, excited.  Grant
stood up from the dinner table and quickly worked his cock free of his
shorts.

   'Nikki, will you suck my cock please?'

   'So polite,' I grinned, crooking my finger for him to come closer to me.
'Of course I will.' Grant walked to my side of the little table and I
grabbed his rapidly stiffening cock.  I pulled him so that he stepped close
to me, between my legs and I wrapped my lips around him, sucking him deep
into my mouth.  God I loved sucking his cock.  I loved the feel of it
sliding over my tongue, probing against my cheek, being thrust as deep as
I'd take it.  I moaned around it as he thrust at my face, loving the fact
that it was happening at the dinner table.  How fucking dirty!

   Grant's hands moved to my head, his desire guiding him as he tangled his
fingers in my hair and fucked my face.  I grabbed his balls and rolled them
in my hand, then wrapped my other hand around his shaft, pumping it,
wanting him to cum for me.  I kept sucking, licking and pumping and before
too long was rewarded when he came with a vocal cry, emptying his balls
into my mouth.  I swallowed and swallowed until he had nothing left to give
me.

   I grinned at him as he sat back, scooping a little bit of cum that had
dribbled down my chin back into my mouth.

   "Thanks Nikki,' he said, smiling.

   'You're welcome,' I replied, picking up my coffee to finish it.

   I think he was still a little stunned that it had happened so simply and
he appeared completely unsure as to what should happen next.

   'Relax, I have no expectations Grant, if I decide that I'm horny enough
to need you, I'll be sure to let you know.  Right now I think it's time for
bed.'

   I headed off to bed wondering if I'd stay there, wondering if perhaps
Grant might even come to visit me now that I had given him permission.  I
think sucking the cum from him was a mistake though.  Nothing happened.

   When I woke up the next morning I was disappointed.  I was surprised at
just how much I had apparently been hoping for something to happen.  I
rubbed myself a little and then got up, sighing that work wasn't going to
allow me the luxury of a long sleep in or even the time to masturbate
properly.  I quickly showered and then set about dressing for work.  I
pulled a bright red thong from my underwear drawer and paired it with a
black cotton bra.  I was about to pull more clothes on when I decided to be
cheeky and went out to the kitchen to have breakfast in my underwear.

   I sat at the table eating my cornflakes wondering if Grant was going to
appear.  I wasn't sure what time his first class was, so he may have been
going to sleep in.  I heard the toilet flush and grinned.  Grant shuffled
sleepily into the kitchen wearing the boxers that he'd slept in.  When he
saw me sitting there, his eyes bugged out, bringing a big grin to my face.

   'Morning sleepyhead.'

   'Yeah, um, morning,' he replied.  He grabbed some bread and popped it
into the toaster before turning back to take another look at me.

   'New breakfast outfit?' he asked, eyes roaming up and down.

   "Thought I'd try something different,' I teased.  I glanced down and was
pleased to see that his cock was hardening in his boxers.  He knew where I
was looking and coughed, a little embarrassed.

   'This is going to take some getting used to you know.  It's weird enough
that you're so open about checking out my cock, let alone walking around
the house like that.'

   'Oh I'm sure that you'll be ok,' I laughed.

   'Can I see your tits?' he asked quietly, obviously only just starting to
test the notion that he could ask for what ever he wanted whenever he
wanted.

   'Of course!' I put my spoon down and reached behind my back to release
the clasp before hanging my bra on the chair next to me.  My nipples
stiffened instantly in the cool morning air and I loved the way Grant just
stared.

   'You know I've got to know them pretty well in recent times, but its
still fucking amazing to see you just sitting there like that.'

   'You don't have to stay all the way over there,' I replied.  He took one
step toward me, but his toast popped up, distracting him.

   'Maybe I'll just enjoy the breakfast view,' he replied.

   'What ever you like.'

   He buttered his toast and spread some Vegemite on it, eyes struggling
not to flick back to me all the time.  When he'd done that he came and sat
at the table, spending most of his time admiring my small tits.  I played
up to it, partly for fun and partly because the whole situation was getting
me horny.  I pulled and tweaked my nipples and massaged my tits for a bit,
knowing that his must be getting cock hard beneath the table where I
couldn't see.

   I wasn't sure what to do next.  Part of me wanted to jump him, part of
me just to tease him.  I decided to go with the tease and to make him be
the initiator if he wanted more than that.  Having finished my cereal, I
stood up and deliberately stretched, arms high above my head, elongating my
body.  It flattened my tits against my chest, but that did nothing to shift
his eyes from them.

   'Time for me to head to work then,' I said, moving over to slip my bowl
and spoon into the dishwasher.  I stepped close to Grant and he tentatively
reached for me, but pulled his hand back at the last minute.  I retreated
to my room to dress, frustrated and horny.

   That night as Grant prepared dinner, I sat around where he could see me,
once again wearing less than I normally would have.  I was still wearing my
red thong from that morning and had pulled on a tight fitting t-shirt after
discarding my bra.  I was rewarded with my brother walking around the
kitchen at half mast the whole time he was prepping.  I expected him to ask
me to take my top off again or something, but he showed incredible
restraint and in the end I went to bed with nothing having happened.  I
could have screamed.  How the hell could he resist me?  I thought 18 year
old boys were walking sex machines.  Fancy having a hot sister willing to
do anything you want and doing nothing about it.  I let it go and went to
sleep, thinking that if nothing happened the next day, I'd tackle him on it
then.

   When I woke up the next morning I was in Grant's bed.  I had my pyjama
top on, but no pants.  I dipped my hand to my pussy.  It wasn't just wet.
It was cummy.  There was no sign of my brother.  I grinned to myself.  My
fingers played around and soon I was masturbating, rubbing my clit with
delight.

   I hadn't quite managed to cum when I realised that Grant was standing in
the doorway watching.

   'You fucked me!' I said.  It was a gleeful statement rather than any
sort of accusation.

   'You really like that I did that to you in your sleep?  Do you
remember?'

   'I have no recollection at all, it's fucking awesome.' Grant was only
wearing his boxers and his cock was rapidly hardening again.

   'Let me suck you while you tell me about it,' I demanded.  Grant came
over to the bed where I had him lay down on his back.  I climbed between
his legs after ripping his boxers off.  I held him in one hand and started
to suck his cock as he related what happened the previous night.

   'It wasn't that different to a lot of the other times to be honest,' he
started.  'I was sleeping but was woken by the sound of your door opening.
I was about to get up and see where you were going when you appeared in my
room.  You were wearing your pyjamas and climbed into my bed.  You just
laid there and I was left rock hard next to you wishing that you'd do
something more.  I mean, it's fucking hot when you start playing with me
and I think you're not even aware of it.  Or maybe that never actually
happened?'

   'It happened,' I assured him.

   'Anyway, after watching you walk around in that sexy thong all night I
was too horny to just let you sleep there.  I wanted to find out if you
were really serious about letting me do anything I wanted to you as well.
So I pulled off your pants and started playing with your pussy.  Then when
I had it nice and slippery I climbed on top and stuck my cock inside.  You
slept through the whole thing, even when I exploded.  I felt bad just
leaving you full of my cum, but you'd said you wanted it, so I got off,
rolled over and went to sleep.'

   The last was uttered with something of a strangled groan as I plunged my
mouth as far as I could down his cock and held myself there.  I needed to
fuck him again.

   With a gasp, I released him and then quickly moved to straddle his cock.
I sunk down on it with a cry of pleasure.  Grant reached for my tits,
squeezing them.  I quickly pulled my top off so that he had better access
and then bounced up and down on him.

   'You're the freakiest fucking sister ever,' he laughed, his hands
dropping to my waist as he thrust himself off the bed to ram his cock hard
into my pussy each time I descended on him.

   'And you fucking love it!' I said to him.

   'Damn straight!'

   'Cum in me again Grant, fill my cunt, I need it so bad,' I demanded as I
fucked him.  He responded enthusiastically and soon was spurting deep
inside me.  I sat back on him and frigged my clit to orgasm.

   'Now that's what I call a good morning,' he grinned at me.  I leaned
forward and plunged my tongue into his mouth, kissing him long and deep.

   'Thanks Bro,' I said before dismounting and heading for the shower.

   I was under the water when I heard the door open.

   'Mind if I join you?' he asked me.

   'Not at all!' I replied happily.

   We spent the next 10 minutes washing each other.  There was no sex, but
there was a lot of intimate touching and when Grant was washing my back his
hand slipped down to my butt regularly.  I loved it when his hand slipped
all the way between my, legs.  A couple of times his fingers brushed over
my anus and I wondered whether he was doing it deliberately.

   'Ever done a girl's bum?' I asked him.

   'What, like fucked it?' he asked, surprised.

   'Yeah, or licked it or fingered it.'

   'Um, no not at all.'

   'Well, keep it in mind, even if I'm asleep.'

   'You're kidding.'

   'Nope.'

   'Holy fuck.'

   I laughed at him, but once again the time pressure of getting to work
kicked in and I had to rush to get through the rest of the morning and get
to work on time.  I was horny all day.  I bet Grant was too.

   When I came home I dug around in my clothes until I found a tight little
pair of lycra exercise shorts.  I didn't bother with underwear, I wanted
them clinging to my curves.  I had just finished admiring myself in the
mirror when Grant called to let me know he was going to a bar with some
friends from uni.  That ruined my plans for the evening.

   Instead of sitting around teasing Grant, I watched some crap on TV and
eventually went to bed.  Worse, I woke up in my own bed.  I was alone and
not in the slightest bit used.  How perfectly ordinary.

   I decided to make up for it by being even more ruthless the next
morning. I got up, showered, went through the make up and beauty routine
and then simply didn't dress.  Rather than dress skimpy, I had breakfast in
the nude.

   When Grant stumbled out of bed just before I was due to leave for work,
his eyes nearly popped out of his head.  'Er, good morning,' he muttered,
trying desperately to clear the sleep from his eyes.

   'Morning indeed,' I replied a little tersely.  He didn't pick up on the
nuance in my voice, probably because he was too busy ogling my body.  His
cock sprang to attention.  I watched as he adjusted it inside his boxers to
get comfortable, giving it a squeeze.

   'Fuck.  Nikki, could you please suck my cock?' he asked, walking toward
me.

   'Sorry Grant, I have to finish dressing for work.' I stood up, leaned in
to give him a kiss on the cheek (just so that my tits brushed against his
chest) rubbed past his cock and left him in the kitchen.

   I hurriedly dressed, pulling on a black thong, matching bra, white
blouse and a high waisted skirt that pulled the blouse in beneath my
breasts, accentuating them nicely.  I finished with bright red stilettos
and then casually walked out past Grant, swinging my butt as much as I
could in the tight skirt, knowing he was watching.

   I came home to find Grant in the throes of preparing a nice dinner.  He
even had a cook book out.

   'Wow, what's the occasion?' I asked him.

   'Oh no special reason, I just thought that I should show a little more
appreciation for how awesome you've been living here with me and all.'

   I grinned at him as I walked toward him.  My stilettos brought me much
closer to his bare footed height and it was easy to pull my head to his and
slip my tongue between his lips.  The kiss fired up as our tongues duelled
within our mouths and our hands eagerly explored each other's bodies.

   'What would you like me to wear for dinner?' I asked him.

   'What you have on is perfect he told me.  There's something so fucking
sexy about you looking all professional.'

   'What even better than what I had on this morning?' I asked.

   'Well not necessarily better, but sexy in a very different way.

   'You know, sometimes less isn't better.'

   I nodded, understanding that leaving some mystery added to the allure
sometimes.

   'Well, if I don't get to change, there is one thing I've been meaning to
do all day,' I said to him.  I squatted on my heels and fished out his cock
so that I could suck it into my mouth.  I had been intending to hold out on
him even longer, but the fact that he was going to the effort of cooking a
nice dinner overcame my crappy mood.  Besides, I wanted him so bad that it
was hard to stay mad at him.

   I took my time enjoying his hardening cock and its smooth skin until he
tugged away from me apologetically.

   'God knows I don't want you to stop Nikki, but I don't want to ruin this
special dinner.'

   I sighed and left him to it, going to the fridge to get a bottle of wine
instead.  I found a nice New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc and unscrewed the cap.
I fished a glass from the cupboard, feeling Grant's eyes on my bum as I
stretched for it.  It turned me on so much knowing that my brother was
lusting after my body.

   'Wine?' I asked him, turning to show him what I was pouring for myself.

   'No I'll have a beer though thanks.'

   I went back to the bridge and grabbed him a beer, having to move a
cucumber out of the way in order to reach it.  As my hand closed over it I
was reminded of Grant's nice hard cock and by the time I was sitting at the
table with my wine, dirty thoughts were again zipping through my mind.

   I shimmied my skirt up and sat with one foot on the chair next to me so
that Grant would see my black panties whenever he turned to face me.  I
loved the double take it caused when he finally noticed.  Of course having
noticed once, it wasn't long until he struggled to pay attention to what he
was doing with the food prep.  I decided to step it up and bug him even
more.  I rubbed myself through the thong, moaning at how good it felt.  I
didn't even have to pretend with the moaning.  It would have been harder
not to.

   Grant was struggling to concentrate on his cooking.  His cock was rock
hard and I was in the opposite direction to the one that he needed to be
facing to finish his prep.

   'You're dinner is at risk here you know,' he said to me, his eyes
struggling to break away from the sight of my fingers which had now
progressed inside my panties.

   'I'm sure I've eaten worse,' I laughed at him.

   He turned his back on me and with a study in concentration, focused on
his preparations.  I moaned more, but it didn't work.  Apparently he'd
found his inner mettle.  I'm not sure what brought my mind back to the
cucumber, but I thought of it and grinned.  I hopped off my seat and took
it from the fridge.  He glanced at me, but not for long enough to see what
I had grabbed.

   I took a seat again and as I had before, lifted one foot onto the
adjacent chair, my skirt hitched well up and out of the way.  I rubbed the
tip of the cucumber against my panties, feeling them mashed against my wet
pussy lips.  It was such a tease, feeling the hard nub of the fruit unable
to penetrated because of the fabric.

   'Well this just won't do,' I said.  I put the cucumber down on the table
with a bit of a thump and then stood up and shimmied out of my thong.  I
sat back down, noting that Grant had once again avoided peeking.  It
couldn't last.  I picked the cucumber up again and in a matter of moments
had it between my lips.  I moaned as it slid inside.  It was nice and fat
and stretched me wonderfully.  I hoped that my vocal performance would
finally break Grant's concentration, but it wasn't to be.  I had one hope
left.

   While holding the cucumber inside my pussy with one hand, I picked up my
thong and threw it at Grant.  It sailed over his shoulder, travelling
further than I had anticipated.  It hit the wall of the kitchen and dropped
on the bench in front of him.  'What, you think I'm some sort of rock
star?' he asked before he'd even turned around.  'You're throwing underwear
at me?' Then he did turn around and saw what I was doing.  I love that
shocked look he gets on his face when I completely surprise him.

   'What the hell are you doing?' he asked, as if it wasn't obvious enough.

   'Just having a bit of fun,' I groaned, pushing it deeper, watching
Grant's eyes watching it disappear.  He came closer to me and pulled his
cock out of his pants.

   'Since you seem so determined to delay dinner, how about you suck me?'
he asked.

   'Actually, I really think you should finish dinner first,' I laughed at
him, pulling the cucumber from my pussy and lowering my leg.

   'I'll go away and leave you to it, what do you need 20 minutes?'

   He looked helplessly at me, clearly disbelieving I was going to do that
to him.

   'Yeah, that should be enough,' he said, shaking his head.  I left him to
it and retreated to my bedroom, making sure he saw me take the cucumber
along.

   Dinner was unexpectedly delicious.  I knew he'd been working on
something special, but I hadn't expected it to be as good it was.  He must
have asked for some help from someone, because I didn't know he even knew
what steak olympus was, let alone how to cook it.  I don't think we talked
very much as we ate because it was simply too good.

   When we were done, I offered to do the dishes for him, but he helped me
so that we could be done quicker.

   'That was fabulous Grant,' I complimented him for what must have been
the 20th time as we sat in front of the TV after cleaning up.

   'Nikki,' he said, a little tentative.

   'Yes?' I asked, turning to face him.

   'You know what you were doing while I was cooking?'

   'Playing?'

   'Yeah, you know, with the cucumber.' He blushed and I nearly laughed at
him, but managed to hold the reaction in check.

   'Yes ...'

   'Could you do that here?  While I watch?' he asked me.  I grinned at him
and bounced off the couch, going to get the cucumber from the bedroom.  I
hadn't used it in there, I had just wanted him to think that I did.

   I came back brandishing it like a sword.

   'Turned you on watching your sister fuck this, did it?'

   'Fuck yeah,' he grinned.

   I settled on the couch next to him and twisted, putting one foot either
side of him.  I hitched my skirt up and parted my knees, leaving him
staring directly at my hairless pussy.

   'Touch me,' I demanded.  Grant ran his fingers over my thighs, moving
closer to my pussy the longer the touch lasted.  I sighed, accepting the
fact that after I had teased him so much that he would respond at least a
little in kind.  After what seemed like ages, but was probably only a
minute at most, his fingers danced over my smooth lips.  Almost
involuntarily I thrust toward him, wanting him to penetrate me.  He just
caressed me and ran one finger up through my slit, flicking my clit
lightly. I moved the cucumber there instead, beneath his fingers, pushing
the tip against my opening.  I sighed as it parted.  Grant stopped,
watching, his eyes glued to the sight of the large fruit easing between my
lips.  He was transfixed as I eased it in and then drew it out, my pussy
clinging to it.

   'That's so fucking hot,' he said, adjusting his cock in his pants.

   'Get your cock out,' I demanded.  He stood up and dropped his pants to
the floor so that he wore only the t-shirt he'd cooked dinner in.  I
reached out and grabbed his cock, wanting to suck it.  I gave him a quick
bit of oral sex before releasing him to continue plunging the cucumber in
and out of my pussy.

   'Want a turn?' I asked him, taking his hand and putting it on the fruit.
He smiled at me and grabbed it.  He clearly relished the chance to fuck me
with it, especially when I rolled over onto my hands and knees and let him
fuck me with it from behind.

   'Damn Nikki, this thing might give me an inferiority complex,' he joked
as he saw how wide it was stretching me.

   'Oh don't worry, nothing compares to having my brother's cock in my
pussy,' I groaned.

   'Let's test that out.' I felt the cucumber pulled from my pussy and
sighed.  Grant moved in behind me and easily slid his nice hard cock in
there instead.

   'Oh fuck yes, that is so good,' I said as he started sliding in and out.
I pushed back to meet his thrusts, asking for it harder and faster.  Grant
grabbed my hips and started driving his cock into my pussy.  He fucked me
hard and fast as I gasped and moaned.  It felt so fucking good!

   He pumped and pumped until he came, pulling out at the last moment to
spray his seed up over my back.

   'You didn't fill me!' I lamented when I felt his hot cum land on me.

   'I wanted to see how far it would shoot,' he said with a half laugh.

   'Well I felt it hit my shoulder, so that's pretty impressive,' I giggled
back at him.

   He was kind enough to grab some tissues from the kitchen counter and
clean me up.

   That night I sleep walked again, but not into Grant's room.  Apparently
he simply found me on the couch; dressed, innocent.  That wasn't good
enough for him.  He got his cock out and rubbed it on my face until I
opened my mouth and he could slip it in.  He fucked my mouth for a while,
but was planning on being a bit of a bugger.  He worked himself until he
was horny enough to finish and then came all over my pyjama top.  Then he
guided me to bed and left me there so that I would think nothing had
happened.  It wasn't until I was undressing for the shower that I found the
remnants of his seed on my clothing.

   He was still asleep in his bed when I was ready to leave for work.  I
crept in there and whipped his covers off to find him in his boxers.  He
jumped like a startled deer, squeaking in surprise.

   'Thanks for last night's gift,' I said, climbing onto the bed.  I
grabbed his boxers and whipped them off , taking his cock in my mouth until
it was nice and firm.  Then I said goodbye and abandoned him.

   'Nikki,' Grant said to me over dinner, a pensive look upon his face.

   'Yes Grant?'

   'Is there something particular you'd like me to do to you when you sleep
walk one day?'

   'What did you have in mind?'

   'I don't really know how to say it, I mean, part of me wants to make it
a surprise.'

   'Will it hurt me?'

   'I don't think so?'

   'Hmm, you don't think?  Well, do you think it's something I've done
before?'

   'I don't know, I mean lots of girls have, but then lots haven't.'

   'Have I seen it on your porn DVD?'

   'Yes.'

   'Then go for it, don't tell me, just surprise me.'

   Grant grinned at me, clearly happy with the outcome.  I had my
suspicions as to what he was thinking, but didn't want to spoil it for him.
I knew there wasn't anything that I'd seen that I wouldn't let him do, so
didn't think anymore of it.  What ever it was, his cock was plenty hard by
the time I'd agreed.

   'Need some help?' I asked him, nodding at his clearly erect cock.

   'Sure,' how could I turn down my hot sister when she just up and
offers?' he said.  I stood in front of him and gave him a slow strip tease
as he sat on the couch.  I made sure I frequently rubbed against him.  I
worked his pants off him and straddled one thigh.  I spread my legs nice
and wide and rubbed my wet pussy back and forth on his leg.  it was getting
nice and slippery when I felt his mouth close over my tit, sucking firmly.
I let him have fun with one and then the other before turning around and
sinking down on his cock.  He reached in front of me to play with my tits,
squeezing and pulling as I bounced up and down on his cock.

   'I want your cum in me,' I said, leaning back into him and turning my
head to kiss him.  'I want to feel that lovely warm load explode inside
me.'

   Grant groaned and pushed me forward.  I reached down to my ankles and he
took control of my hips, slamming my body up and down his cock.

   'Stand up,' he demanded.  I did as he asked and he moved me so that I
was standing with my hands against the wall.  He moved behind me and once
his cock was back inside, took control of my hips again.  He fucked me hard
and fast and then exploded.  I cried out with glee as I felt the warm gush
inside.  Things settled down for a couple of days after that.  Grant seemed
to be trying to avoid me turning him on too much and after trying to tease
him for a bit, I decided to wait and see what transpired.  I figured he was
waiting for me to sleep walk so that he could satisfy his plan.

   It was four days in the end.  Huh, I have to laugh at myself.  'In the
end.' That was exactly what he'd planned.  I woke up the morning after in
Grant's bed and he was sleeping beside me, snoring a little.  I checked
myself as I slowly sorted out what was what.  I was naked.  My pussy was
wet.  There was something sticky between my butt cheeks.  My bum was a bit
sore too.

   I reached between my legs to find his cum between my legs.  The cheeky
bugger had fucked me in the bum!  I giggled, delighted that he'd been brave
enough to give it a go, even if it was what I had suspected he would do to
me.  I slipped a couple of fingers in my pussy, then wiped them under his
nose and over his lips.  He didn't wake up.  I tried to do it without being
too obvious, but he was sleeping like the dead and I probably could have
done what ever I wanted.  I mounted his face instead, rubbing my pussy in
it.  That woke him!

   'Hey!  What's going on?' he mumbled as he came to and orientated
himself. He didn't lick me, he pushed me off.  'I need to breath!'

   I laughed at him as he regained his breath.

   'So did you enjoy fucking my arse?'

   He looked at me, a little embarrassed.

   'A lot.'

   'Then you'd better do it again so I can remember it too.'

   'Really?'

   'I don't ask twice,' I said to him, making as if to move from the bed.

   Grant pounced on me, trapping me on the bed.  He kissed me.  I could
feel his cock already hard between us.  I spread my legs and wrapped them
around him, inviting him to enter me.  He eagerly accepted, thrusting
inside.

   'So how did you do it to me, how was I lying?' I asked him as he thrust
at me.

   'You were face down on the bed.  I wanted to do you doggy style, but
couldn't make it work.

   'Let me roll over then.'

   He thrust into me a few more times then allowed me to roll over.  I was
face down on the bed and Grant spread my legs, letting me know exactly how
I was orientated.

   'I used lots of lube,' he said, reaching to his bedside table.  I felt
it ooze between my butt cheeks and then he was working it into my anus with
his finger.  I pushed back against the invading digit, loving the feeling.
A second finger joined it a bit later and then he was poking his cock at
me. I thrust back.  The head of his cock eased just inside my bum before he
pulled it out and pushed in again.  This time it went deeper.  I groaned.
Grant moaned as well as the muscles of my butt slid down the length of his
cock.  He moved slowly until I encouraged him to fuck me faster, harder.

   'Doggy?' he asked after a few minutes.

   'Only for my brother,' I groaned.  Grant gave me room and I pushed back
up onto my hands and knees.

   'You look so fucking hot,' he said.

   'You feel so fucking hard in my bum!  Fuck it!' I demanded.  Grant
responded.  I felt his hands on my hips and then his cock sliding with
long, firm strokes in and out of my back passage.  I fingered my pussy with
one hand.

   Grant didn't last a long time and when he came, he filled my bum for a
second time.

   'Fuck Nikki, that was even more amazing than last night.'

   'My bum is yours,' I grinned at him, turning on the bed to kiss him.

   *****

   That was a couple of weeks ago and we've been having lots of fun since.
Some of it I was awake for, some of it I only found out about the next day.
I loved it either way.

   Last night though, things changed.  Grant told me he has a girlfriend.
He thinks he wants to stop, but I can tell from the way that he tells me
that he's not sure.  He's conflicted and I don't quite know what to do
about it.  I know what I should do.  I know what I want to do.  Those
things don't align.  I'll have to update you next time diary.

   licks and kisses,

   nikki.



   Sleepwalking Ch.  05: My Bro's GF

   Grant gets a girlfriend, Nikki gets jealous.

   Well Diary, who would have thought that I would get to have this much
fun with my brother?  It wasn't quite as simple as perhaps I'd thought it
would be after I let Grant know that I was knowingly fucking him.

   That's right Diary, a girlfriend.  I mean seriously?  What the hell was
he thinking?  He had his sister at home doing what ever the fuck he wanted.
I sucked his cock, I fucked him, and I took his gorgeous cock in my bum. 
What did he need a girlfriend for?

   I nearly cried.  It was ok for him, but I was the one suddenly left
without anyone to have fun with.  I had told him that I'd stop though. 
Back when we started knowingly having incestuous sex together, I'd told him
that at any point that either of us wanted to stop, that's what would
happen.  I didn't want to stop, but I wanted to lose his trust even less,
so I stopped.  Well, I kind of stopped.

   What I stopped was fucking him.  What I didn't stop was teasing him. 
nHe wanted me to, but I wanted the outlet.  I simply couldn't let go from a
happy over-sexed state of living to nothing.  It killed me.  So I walked
around the house in my underwear.  Well, mostly I did that.  Often I wore
less.  Grant still got hard when I put myself on display and if I couldn't
initiate sex, at least I could enjoy making him hard.

   There was the sleep walking of course.  I had no control over that.  The
problem was though that Grant had decided that he needed to be monogamous
with this girl friend of his.  That meant that rather than take advantage
of me when I appeared in his room, he would simply move to my room and let
me sleep.  Of course if he did any different to that, had no idea.

   I needed to meet her.  I had to know who the girl was that had taken my
brother from me.

   'Grant, why don't you bring this mystery girlfriend over?'' I asked him
over dinner.

   'Well its not that I choose not to, it's just never happened that the
timing is right for her to come here.'

   'Are you worried what I might do?'

   He looked at me, his eyes travelling up and down my body.  We were
sitting at the table eating, but all I was wearing was a pair of green
cotton panties with happy little smiley faces on them.

   'Well, I have started to wonder if you actually still own any clothes.'

   I sighed.

   'Would you like me to start wearing clothes again Grant?'

   'To be honest, yes.  It's kind of weird.  It's not that I don't like
seeing you naked.  You're fucking perfect, but it's kind of reached a point
where you seem to be doing it just to try and get me to fuck you again and
not for any other reason.'

   I studied his face.  I think my little brother was growing up.  It
sucked.  With a sigh, I stood up and left the table.  I went to my bedroom,
grabbed a pair of leggings and a t-shirt and pulled them on.  I gave my
nipples a good hard tweak before I returned though.  I wasn't giving up
entirely.

   'Better?' I asked, returning.  I smiled when his gaze struggled to meet
my eyes.  I knew I still looked hot.

   'Maybe not,' he laughed.  'Maybe you're just too fucking sexy regardless
of what you wear.  Have you got a sack?'

   I laughed at him, appreciating the compliment.

   'If I promise to be good, will you bring your girlfriend over for
dinner?'

   'Yeah, I guess I should.  She knows that I only live with my sister and
she has asked whether if she came to visit whether she could stay the
night. She's a local and still lives at home, so the idea of having the
freedom to do what she wants is pretty appealing.'

   'Excellent,' I said to him.  'I'm really looking forward to meeting
her.'

   I had to wait a week before it happened.  He finally called me at work
to ask if I could cook something nice for dinner.  I teased him about
showing off his own culinary skills, but he seemed to think that he'd be
too nervous and that he might fuck it up.

   'I'm sure she'd forgive you.'

   'Yeah, but I can't stop thinking about whether you're going to like her
or whether she will like you that I don't think there's much chance of me
cooking something good.'

   'You're kidding!  What is there to be nervous about with her meeting me?
I'm just your sister.'

   'You're not just my sister.  You're the hottest girl I know and the best
fuck I've ever had.  I know you'll be comparing her to you, I can't help
but do it myself.  I mean, I'm not completely stupid, I know that you
didn't really want me to stop fucking you.'

   'Wow Grant, are you sure you're a real 18 year old?  You're sounding a
bit deep and meaningful for my liking.' He laughed and I agreed to cook for
them both.  He made me promise not to dress too provocatively too.  Nothing
like being issued with a challenge!

   I went through my wardrobe and wondered what the hell I could wear that
Grant wouldn't get upset with.  I settle for a t-shirt and jeans.  Mind
you, I picked the jeans that hugged my slim curves the best and I wore a
push up bra beneath the skin-tight t-shirt.  I pulled my hair up into a
simply ponytail.  I completed my look with knee-high leather boots.  If I
was over-sexed, that would have to be Grant's problem.

   I set about preparing dinner, music blasting through the house and a
lovely bottle of Shiraz keeping me company as I cooked.

   'Nikki!' I finally heard Grant call out over the music as he entered the
apartment.  I put down the wine and the tea towel that I'd had in my hands
and went to greet Grant and his girlfriend, surprised by the sudden nerves
that alighted in my stomach.

   Grant introduced me to Amy and after a perfunctory welcoming kiss on the
cheek; I motioned for them to come inside, offering to share my mostly
depleted bottle of wine.  We both took advantage of the initial
introduction to study each other, sizing one another up.

   Amy was pretty; there was no denying it.

   Her gorgeous thick hair was a deep almost rosy auburn.  Chestnut maybe,
I thought to myself even as my eyes wandered to take in the rest of her. 
She had a lovely face.  Even her initial nervous smile lit it up and her
brown eyes appeared full of life.  She had lovely full lips and a delicate
nose that turned up just ever so slightly at the end.

   I felt a pang of jealousy when I eyed her chest.  She was wearing a
long-sleeved tee that was as fitted as my short-sleeved one.  She may have
been wearing a size-enhancing bra like I was, but even if she was she'd
likely be a C cup.  If she wasn't she'd be a D.  It made me suddenly very
conscious of my tiny little A cups.

   She was wearing a short tartan skirt over a lovely pair of thick
charcoal coloured leggings that disappeared into a pair of knee-high black
leather boots.  I couldn't find fault with that choice!  She wasn't as
skinny as me, but her curves were perfect.  She wasn't over-weight, just
beautifully proportioned.  If she hadn't arrived as Grant's girlfriend I
would have been tempted to have some fun myself.

   Both Grant and Amy accepted my offer for wine and we took seats in the
living area and chatted while dinner finished off in the oven.

   I wanted to hate Amy.  She'd stolen my brother and lover from me.  She
monopolised his time and took him away.  She was the enemy.

   Only she was lovely.  She was down to earth, friendly, funny and sexy.
She was everything I would ever have wished for had I been the one to chose
a woman for my little brother.

   I was jealous.

   By the time dinner was done, a second bottle of wine had also met its
demise.  As we took seats in the living room again, I unscrewed the cap on
a third bottle and poured more wine.  There was no way that anyone would be
driving Amy home again.

   'So Grant, I have to ask ...  have you warned Amy about my, er,
condition?'

   Amy sat forward, suddenly interested and I knew instantly that he
hadn't.

   'Condition?' she prompted.

   'It's nothing particularly serious,' I said to reassure her, 'its more
embarrassing for me than anything really, but if you're going to stay the
night you should know.'

   Amy actually blushed when I mentioned her staying the night.

   'I sleep walk,' I explained to her.  The relief on Grant's face was
almost comical.  As I'd talked he'd appeared more and more nervous.  He
must have been worried that I'd give something away about our relationship
or something.  As if I'd be that mean!

   'Oh!' Amy responded with surprise.

   'I only mention it in case you hear me in the middle of the night and
wonder what's going on,' I explained.  'I mean, occasionally I do something
really weird like try to make sandwiches.  It's really bizarre, but Grant
is good enough to check up on me and make sure that I don't do anything
dangerous.'

   'Aww, that's so sweet of you,' Amy said, leaning into him against the
couch, snuggling into him.  It was a little hard to watch without thinking
about what we'd done on the couch together.

   Amy asked some fairly typical questions about the weirdest things that
I'd done while I was asleep and to Grant's relief we kept to the genuinely
weird, but not sexual in our explanations.  We all had a good laugh and
finished off the wine.

   Eventually I had to head off to bed.  I gave them both hugs, all too
conscious of the delightful feeling of Amy's breasts being crushed against
my chest when I held her briefly.

   'It's been lovely to meet you Amy, even if you are too good for my
little brother.' She had a good laugh, her face alive with the amazing
smile that went with it.  I wandered into my, bedroom where I had a little
cry.  She was perfect.  I'd lost my brother.

   It took me a long time to find sleep that night.  I'd started the night
hoping that I'd find her to be the sort of person that I would be happy to
work against, to destroy their relationship.  It was completely the
opposite.  I found myself genuinely happy for both of them and jealous to
the last fibre of my being.

   Then they started fucking.  It was quiet at first, but the walls are
thing.  I think I'd taught my brother too much in the time that we'd been
intimate, because it went on for a long time.  The noise that came to me
told me that both of them were having an awesome time too.  It wasn't a
simple 'Wham, bam thank you Ma'am.' It was long.  It went from quiet to
loud, from subdued to passionate.  It was two people in love having
meaningful sex.  It was also two people giving their all to a joyous
experience.  At one point I started masturbating, picturing myself
watching, joining in, but I couldn't do it.  I had to stop.

   Eventually sleep claimed me.

   I dressed conservatively for breakfast.  It was Saturday morning.  Grant
and I had a ritual for Saturdays.  It was egg day.  Bacon and eggs,
omelettes, egg's Benedict; every Saturday we had a cooked breakfast
together.  I didn't want to lose that too.  I sat drinking my coffee,
waiting for signs of life.

   Eventually I heard them.  Like little pinches of salt in my wounds, the
sound of them fucking again came to me in the kitchen.  I started cooking
just to mask the sound.  The sizzling bacon did the trick.  Apparently the
smell did it's bit too because not too long after I started cooking the
pair of them emerged, tousle haired but flushed with pleasure.

   I sighed as Amy walked out.  She was wearing one of Grant's t-shirts and
not much else.  Not only that, but her unfettered breasts swung heavily
beneath it.  D cups for sure, I thought to myself.  Her nipples were
evident against the soft cloth of the t-shirt and her legs beautifully
sculpted.  Again, they weren't as skinny as mine, but they suited her
perfectly.  I'd happily lose myself between them.

   'How do you like your eggs Amy?' I asked, resisting the urge to add
'hopefully not fertilized.'

   'All runny and gooey thanks,' she said with a smile.  I cracked a couple
of eggs into the pan alongside some bacon and made myself busy.  I found
myself not quite sure where to start with conversation.  I didn't want to
ask how they slept.  I wanted to ask if the sex was better with her than
me. I didn't.

   Thankfully Grant and Amy took up the slack and soon we were sitting
around the little table eating breakfast.  I wanted to crawl under the
table and suck Grant's cock.  I was so fucking frustrated.

   'So you two have any plans for the day?' I asked as I cleared the table.

   'We thought we might go see a movie.  Want to come along?" Amy answered.

   I was surprised both at being asked and at the fact that Amy seemed to
be genuine in her offer.

   'It's ok, third wheel and all that,' I replied.

   We left it at that.  Amy and Grant took care of the dishes and I grabbed
the bathroom.  Once I was done, they took it over.  They were in there a
lot longer than me and pangs of jealousy seized me again.  I didn't know if
I was going to be able to take it.

   The couple of weeks following were better and worse.  Amy spent a lot
more time at our house and we got along wonderfully.  She was almost like a
long lost sister to me.  We had heaps in common and I loved it when Grant
had her over.  Grant was really happy too, but my sex life had ended.  It
sucked.  By the end of the second week I hooked up with a guy for a
disappointing and not worth talking about one-night-stand.  It made me
cautious about rushing back out there.

   It was also in the second week that Amy had her first exposure to my
sleepwalking.  It was innocent, but it set the stage for what was to come
next.  I had gone into the kitchen and poured myself a drink; only I hadn't
used a glass.  Grant and Amy both came out and found me with juice all over
the floor.  They were good enough to steer me back to bed and clean up
after me.

   When they told me about it the next day there was only a very small
thing that stayed with me.  I had been wearing my pyjamas.  It gave me an
idea.

   From that night forward I started to sleep naked.

   In the third week after Amy's first visit it paid off.

   I sleep walked into the living room and turned the TV on.  The noise of
the programme woke Grant and Amy.  I pieced together what happened from
conversations with Grant and Amy much later, when things had completely
changed for us all.

   'Um is it normal for your sister to watch TV in the middle of the
night?' Amy had asked him when they realised what the noise was.

   'Only when she's sleepwalking,' Grant sighed.  'I'd better get her back
to bed.'

   'I'll come with you.  I want to see it.  I still can't believe she just
poured juice without a glass in her sleep!  I want to see what she looks
like in front of the telly.'

   They left Grant's room and came out to find me.  I was on the couch,
completely naked.

   'Holy shit!' Amy laughed when she saw me sitting there.  She offered to
take care of me given my state of undress.  Grant told me that he was torn
between letting her and insisting that he'd do it himself.

   He decided to let her do it.  He was really embarrassed, but on top of
that had found his cock swelling.  He tells me that he desperately tried to
hide it but that Amy had sprung him

   .

   'You're getting a boner?!' Amy half accused, half asked of him.  'That's
your sister!'

   'Well yeah, but she's naked, I can't help it if the sight of tits makes
my cock swell.'

   'Wow, that's a bit freaky,' Amy laughed, trying to get me to stand up.
She couldn't manage and had to ask Grant to help her.  The two of them
managed to get me standing and then Amy steered me back to my bed, tucking
me in.  She headed back to Grant's room.

   Apparently they slept for some time, but Amy woke in the middle of the
night.  She lay awake, thinking.  All sorts of things went through her
mind. In the end she quietly woke Grant.  She was surprised where her
thoughts had taken her and she didn't want to wait for morning to explore
where she was at.

   'So is that the first time you've seen her naked?' she asked him as she
snuggled up against him.

   He hesitated before admitting that it wasn't.  He didn't scratch the
surface of the full enormity of my sleepwalking and where it had led us. 
He told her that he'd found me like that before, on the couch or in the
kitchen.

   'And do you always get so hard when you find her like that?' Amy asked,
stroking his cock beneath the covers.

   Grant hesitated, wondering just how much to reveal.

   'Yes,' he finally admitted.  'You have to realise that growing up, Nikki
has always been one of the hottest girls around.  I went through puberty
wondering what she would look like naked.  Hell, I even tried to spy on her
to find out.  I never did though, so when I found her naked for the first
time ...  Bam!  Instant boner.  I certainly didn't have a hot chick to get
into bed with afterward.'

   Grant groaned as Amy's grip on his cock tightened.

   'Did you masturbate?' she probed.  'I bet you did, I bet you came back
in here and wanked yourself silly.  A dirty little brother with dirty
little day dreams of his sister.'

   Grant tells me that he was getting really uncomfortable with Amy's
questions.  They were getting way too close to reality for him.  And yet he
was rock hard because as uncomfortable as he was, Amy was still stroking
him.  He didn't know whether to keep going or ask her to stop.  She
slithered under the covers and engulfed his cock in her mouth, sparing him
from further tricky questions.  Grant lost himself in the pleasure of Amy's
skilled mouth.  He found himself thinking about Amy's reaction.  He was
surprised.  He'd not had a chance to think about what he should have
expected, but decided that a masterful head-job was about as unikely as
anything that he would have thought of.  He was close to cumming when she
stopped.

   He sighed with disappointment, but it was only moments until Amy had
climbed on top of him and mounted his cock.  Grant reached up for her tits,
playing with them, feeling their heavy weight, a significant contrast to
his memory of handling my small tits.

   'Are you thinking about her?' Amy asked, grinding herself down on his
erection.

   'What?' he asked, stunned.

   'Are you thinking about Nikki, about what she looked like naked?  Are
you imagining what it would be like to have your sister riding your cock
instead of me?'

   'No,' Grant replied, surprised.  It was only a little lie.

   'She's sexy,' Amy told him.  'I mean, that's no shock.  I thought she
was sexy the first time I met her, but seeing her naked ...  if I had a
cock I'd get a boner too.'

   Grant wasn't sure what to say.  They'd only been dating for a couple of
months and suddenly he was being presented with a side of his girlfriend
that he would never have thought possible.  And she was fucking him while
he discovered it.

   'Tell me Grant, have you ever touched her sexy little tits?'

   'No, Grant lied.' Amy smiled in the dark of the room.  She let it go. 
She told me later that she'd felt me up when she'd put me to bed.  She
didn't entirely believe Grant, but if he wasn't prepared to tell her, she
wasn't about to freak him out by admitting she'd touched me.  She'd been
curious about whether I would wake up if she did it and so had gently
caressed my breast.

   She fucked him to orgasm before they both fell asleep together again.

   I woke up in bed none the wiser.

   It was only three days later that I sleep walked again.  Fortunately Amy
was once again spending the night.  They found me on the couch again. 
Naked.  Sleeping without clothes was certainly working for me.

   'Touch her Grant,' Amy prompted him when they found me.

   'What?' he asked in stunned surprise.

   'I want to see you touch your sister's tit.'

   'Seriously?'

   Amy moved to sit on one side of me.  She put her hand on my breast,
cupping it gently.

   'Like this,' she grinned at him.  'Sit on the other side for me.'

   'You know how wrong this is, getting me to touch my sleepwalking
sister?'

   'Its how wrong it is that makes it so fucking hot.'

   Grant sat down and reached out to cup my tit.  They sat there, either
side of me with a breast in a hand each.  Grant let Amy take the lead and
soon she was starting to experiment with how hard she could tweak my
nipple, making Grant copy her.  After a couple of minutes, Amy stopped but
had Grant stay there.  She moved around and knelt in front of him, tugging
at the boxers he'd thrown on when he'd left the bedroom.  She had them off
in short order and seized his rock hard cock in her hand.  She pulled it
forward and sucked him.

   'Play with it more,' Amy demanded, mouth sliding over his erection. 
Grant looked from my tit in his hand to Amy's mouth on his cock.  Amy just
kept sucking.  When he was close, he saw Amy reach across with one hand,
slide her hand up my thigh and brush her fingers over my pussy.

   Grant came.  The sight of his girlfriend touching his sister's pussy did
it.  Amy gulped down his cum swallowing it all.

   I woke up a little wet, but not so wet as I normally did when Grant had
fun with me.  It was possible that they didn't really play with me long
enough.

   Grant told me that Amy blew him away after that.  He'd really expected
that Amy seeing him get hard at the sight of me naked would have shaken
their relationship and put it in jeopardy.  The last thing he'd expected
was for it to blossom.  He and Amy had had a great sex life up to that
point in their relationship, but the discovery of being able to do things
to me when I was asleep apparently awakened a level of kink in his
girlfriend that he'd never suspected.

   Over the next couple of weeks Amy spent more and more time at our place.
She loved sleeping over.  Grant told me that she would lie in bed playing
with his cock or sucking him and just suggest things that they should do to
me.  Mostly it just involved touching initially, but the longer it went on
the bolder she became.

   'I want to see you cum on her tits,' she said to him in bed one night.
Grant's cock twitched in her mouth.

   'You're not serious,' he replied, knowing her well enough now that he
knew his statement was redundant.

   'Hell yes I am,' she said, squeezing his balls with her hand.

   'Damn,' Grant said, amazed.

   'I can tell how much the idea turns on you,' she said, engulfing him in
her mouth again.  'Just by how much harder you are in my mouth.' Grant
groaned and Amy kept sucking him, her hand stroking his balls and shaft
until he emptied himself into her mouth.  Amy swallowed it all before
snuggling up next to him.

   They had to wait a couple of days until they could do it.  Apparently I
wasn't cooperating and kept sleeping through the night.

   They found me in the kitchen, naked at the table with a mess in front of
me.  They cleaned that quickly and then Amy told Grant to sit on a chair
next to me.  She knelt on the kitchen floor and started sucking him.  She
told him to touch my tits, watching from her submissive position as my
brother rolled and pulled my nipples.  She used one hand to stroke my
pussy. My legs parted willingly and Amy slipped two fingers between my wet
lips, sliding them inside me.  She kept working Grant until he was rock
hard and well on the way to orgasm.  She stood up had Grant place his chair
in front of mine and then mounted him, facing toward me.

   Amy ground herself on my brother's cock, his hands on her breasts or
hips, alternating as desire took him.  Amy was watching me, her hands on my
knees, spreading them.  She reached for my tits and pulled on my nipples,
teasing.  That entertained her for a little while, but she wanted more. 
Her fingers returned to my pussy, finding my clit.  She rubbed it
sensuously, not wanting to wake me up, but wanting to make me nice and wet.

   'She's so wet, I love how her pussy feels,' Amy whispered

   back over her shoulder, drawing a moan from Grant.  He knew exactly how
good my pussy felt and couldn't help but remember what it was like to slide
his cock inside me even as his girlfriend's tight vagina worked it.

   'I'm going to cum,' Grant hissed as he felt his imminent explosion
reaching the point of crescendo.

   Amy leapt from his cock, moving aside as Grant stood up in front of me.
He took his cock in his hand and he pumped it furiously with his fist.  Amy
stared, holding her breath as she waited for it.  Grant came hard, moaning
with his release.  His cum exploded from the tip of his penis, shooting out
in a warm, white, sticky arc.  It splattered against my small tits and was
quickly followed by a second spurt.

   'That's so hot!  You're cumming on your sister!' Amy said excitedly. 
She grabbed Grant's cock, dragging it to her mouth, sucking him clean. 
Then she turned to me and licked cum from my tit!

   'Oh fuck,' Grant said, watching.  Amy took her time, licking, sucking,
slurping.  By the time that she'd completely cleaned me, Grant's cock had
risen to attention again.  Together, they steered me back to bed.  When
they got back to Grant's room, Amy all but threw him on the bed and fucked
his brains out, riding him until she too had cum.

   I woke up really wet.  I was mystified.  Amy had slept over.  Nothing
would have happened with her over.

   'Grant,' I prompted him that night when it was just the two of us alone,
'Did I sleep walk last night?'

   'Um yeah,' he replied.

   'And did you do anything to me?"

   He hesitated and I immediately knew he was going to lie.

   'No,' he said.  'I just steered you back to bed.  You were naked
though.'

   'I figured given that's how I woke up.  Did Amy see me?'

   'No,' he lied again.  'She slept through it.'

   'So it was just you and me.  I was naked and you didn't do anything.'

   'Uh huh.'

   'Oh.'

   I wanted to call him out.  I could tell he was lying, but I wasn't sure
just how much of a lie he was telling.  I hatched a plan.

   About four days later, Amy was sleeping over again.  When I went to bed,
I set my alarm.  It had worked on Grant; maybe faking it would work again.
The question was, did I just sleep walk, or did I go into his room?  I
decided that I didn't know enough about what was happening to risk going to
where Amy was.  Instead, I settled for the old 'watching TV' approach.

   I left my room, making what I hoped was enough noise to wake my brother.
I turned the TV on.  It seemed hideously loud in the middle of the night
silence.  I sat quickly on the couch and pretended to sleep.  I didn't have
to wait too long and was excited when I realised that both Grant and Amy
were coming from the bedroom.

   'I love the way she ends up in these completely normal positions and
just sleeps through everything,' Amy whispered to Grant as they stood in
front of me.

   'Yeah it can be pretty funny,' Grant said.  I so wanted to open my eyes.
I wanted to know if they were dressed or naked.  I wanted to know if the
sight of my naked body was giving Grant a hard on.

   'I want to lick her,' Amy whispered.  It took levels of self-control I
didn't know I had not to react.

   'What?'

   'I'm going to lick her pussy,' Amy said.  I felt hands on my knees,
pushing them apart.

   'Um, is this going to be the first pussy you've licked?' Grant asked.

   I was amazed.  What a way to have the conversation!

   'No,' Amy replied.  I felt her presence before I felt her tongue.  It
was only moments though and then her tongue connected with my lips.

   'Amy wasn't the first girl that had licked my pussy, but the fact that
she was taking the lead and that she was doing it supposedly without my
knowledge turned me on no end.  I was as wet as I'd ever been.  Her tongue
licked deliciously and diligently between my lips and over my clit.

   'Fuck me Grant, fuck me while I lick your sister,' Amy demanded.  If I
hadn't been tempted to to look before, I was now.  Grant knelt behind Amy
and slipped his cock into her pussy.  My only awareness of it came from the
way that Amy's tongue was suddenly bumping rhythmically against me when she
licked me and from the added moans that escaped her lips.

   The pleasure emanating from my body was magical.  I was getting closer
and closer to cumming.  I didn't know if Amy was going to stop or whether I
could continue to feign sleep if she didn't.  I had no option but to try.

   I think I was relieved when she decided that perhaps she couldn't risk
taking me to the point of orgasm.

   'I want you to rub your cock on her lips.  I want to see you smear my
pussy juices onto them with your gorgeous cock.  I felt the movement as
they reorganised themselves.

   'She'd better not wake up!' Grant hissed after a brief, hurried
discussion.

   'Come on, I need to see it,' Amy whispered.

   I felt the couch move and then his cock rubbed against my lips.  It was
wet.  Without even thinking about it I opened my mouth as I had so many
times before.  I felt him hesitate.  I could tell that he was reluctant to
slip it inside in front of Amy.  Amy wasn't about to let the opportunity
slide though.

   'Put it in her mouth,' she hissed gleefully.

   'It's my sister,' Grant replied, a little worried.

   'I know, it so fucking hot.  Just do it.'

   I had closed my mouth when he'd pulled back, but as he rubbed against my
lips again, I happily parted them.  HIs cock slipped into my mouth and I
sucked.  I closed my lips over my brother's cock and sucked gently as he
began rocking back and forth.

   'So hot,' Amy commented.  I felt fingers tease my nipples.  I knew that
Amy was playing with me as she watched my brother fuck my mouth.  I dearly
wanted to let them know that I was awake so that I could fuck them both,
but had to continue the charade.  It was like going back to the beginning
again.

   'Imagine putting it in her pussy,' Amy whispered, her voice dripping
with lust.  Grant groaned.  Who would have thought that my delightful
little brother's girlfriend was as freaky as we were!  It promised for some
interesting times in the future.  I didn't really have that much time to
think about it though as I was a little preoccupied with Grant's cock
slipping in and out of my mouth.

   'I can't fuck my sister,' Grant said, pulling his cock from my mouth.

   'Just put it in there, it won't be like really fucking her, not like
filling her with your cum or anything.'

   'I can't believe that you're even suggesting it!' Grant hissed.

   'I can't believe you don't want to.  Look how freaking hard you are,'
Amy replied.  I heard the noise of her slurping at his cock and again
wanted to be able to open my eyes.

   Moments later I heard him grunting in the familiar sounds of my
brother's imminent orgasm.  Then I felt his warm seed spray over my chest.
I had to remind myself to breathe as I waited to see if Amy would again
clean me.  She did.  Her tongue diligently pursued every last drop of my
brother's cum, licking it into her mouth.

   They guided me to bed.  I listened to Amy talking to my brother about
how he should have dipped his cock in my pussy.  It was a turn on to hear
how genuinely excited she was as she told him that she would have loved to
suck my juices from him.  Grant sounded like he was allowing himself to be
swayed toward maybe doing it in the future.  I allowed them to put me back
into bed.

   As soon as they left me I grabbed my vibrator from the draw in my
bedside table and fucked myself silly with it.  I was only matched in my
desire by the sounds of Grant and Amy fucking in the next room.

   I was left with a dilemma.  It was now clear to me that Amy was a whole
lot kinkier than I could have ever expected.  I didn't know whether that
would survive me revealing that I knew what was going on, even though I
desperately wanted to do exactly that.

   I fell asleep still pondering what to do next.

   Breakfast the next morning was almost awkward.  I carried on as if
nothing unusual was happening, but Grant and Amy seemed to be struggling a
little to keep everything on track after the previous evening.

   'So do you even remember sleepwalking last night?' Amy asked me
eventually.  Grant nearly chocked on his cereal.

   'Oh did I?  No I have no recollection at all," I answered.

   'Wow that's so weird.  We found you sitting on the couch watching TV. 
You were naked.'

   'Oh shit, really?' I asked.

   'Yeah and I have to say you looked pretty fucking hot Nikki.'

   'Um thanks?' I replied.  I had to try hard not to laugh at the look on
Grant's face.  Clearly whatever was going on was all Amy's doing.  He had
no idea where she was going with the conversation and so wasn't in a
position to join in.  Fortunately for Grant that was all that Amy said
about it.  I was a little disappointed.  The compliment was nice, but it
was far from an invitation into bed with her (which I really would have
liked!)

   Almost a week passed before anything more happened.  I toyed with the
idea of fake sleepwalking into Grant's bedroom the next time that Amy was
sleeping over, but when it came right down to it, I just couldn't bring
myself to do it.  I didn't want to put that pressure on their relationship.
It would be one thing for them to invite me in, but another if I was the
one to do it.  I didn't like to think what would happen if Grant ever
thought I was responsible for the loss of his relationship (if that was
what ended up happening).

   Instead I settled for the couch again.  I wore panties, just to try and
mix it up and make it less likely that Grant would wise up to the fact that
I was faking.  Apparently Amy led the way once she heard the Television.

   She pulled my panties off carefully and then pushed my legs apart,
settling between them.  She had Grant move behind her and asked for him to
fuck her slowly as she enjoyed my body.  I felt her hands, lips and tongue
all over my tits.  She took her time, teasing my nipples hard and
experimenting with how hard she could pull them.

   'Don't wake her!' Grant hissed at one point as she was pulling my nipple
well away from my breast and twisting it.  I was too close to squawking at
the intensity of the feeling, but managed to hold back.  Fingers dipped
between my legs and slid inside my pussy, exploring.  I pushed against them
slightly, desire almost giving up my game.  Even Amy paused when I moved
like that, but fortunately her desire was as elevated as mine.  She soon
returned to her fun.

   My breasts were abandoned, but only as a concession to my pussy.  I
wanted to let Amy know just how good a job she did with her tongue, but was
of course bound by my charade.  She licked me for a long time and I could
feel my juices flowing freely from my pussy.  There was going to be one
hell of a wet patch on the couch!  She was urging Grant to fuck her harder,
but told him he wasn't allowed to cum.  When he was almost there she made
him stop.

   'Put it in her mouth,' she demanded, her voice almost guttural with
lust.

   Grant didn't even offer a token protest.  I felt the movement on the
couch and soon felt his cock against my lips.  I could smell Amy's pleasure
on his cock.  I parted my lips willingly and Grant slid inside, Amy urging
him to push himself deeper.  It tasted wonderful.  I let my brother slide
his cock in and out of my mouth as she resumed licking my pussy.  I thought
Grant was going to finish in my mouth, but I was wrong.

   Amy stopped licking me.  They both moved again.  There was no
discussion. Not a word was said.  I simply felt my brother's beautiful cock
push against my pussy lips and then slide gloriously inside me.

   I moaned.

   Grant held perfectly still.

   I couldn't help myself.  It had been too long and I'd wanted it too bad.
I was lucky though, because Amy was so intent on watching Grant slide his
cock into his sister's pussy that she didn't notice.  Grant waited and then
when I didn't react any further, started sliding in and out just like had
on so many wonderful occasions before.  I wanted to grab his hips and pull
his cock into me, but had to settle for just being the recipient.  It was
awesome.  Amy kept up an almost endless running commentary of how amazing
she thought it was to see Grant's cock inside me.  Every ten strokes or so
she would have him pull out and suck him.  I was surprised by how noisy her
sucking was.  She was clearly getting off on it in a big way.

   'I'm going to cum,' Grant warned Amy, his voice strained with pleasure.

   'Cum all over her pussy, I want to eat it from her,' Amy demanded.

   Grant pulled his cock from my pussy and I felt his warm seed splash over
my hairless mound.  It splattered up onto my belly and ran down my pussy
lips as well.  Amy cleaned me completely.

   *****

   That, dear diary was last night.  I woke up horny as fuck, used my
vibrator again and now I'm telling you this while I wait for them to get up
for breakfast.

   I don't think I can pretend anymore.  I want to participate.  I want to
kiss Amy.  I want to take an active role in a threesome with them.

   I'll be sure to fill you in when I have a plan!

   licks and kisses,

   nikki.



   Sleepwalking Ch.  06: Anything Again

   Nikki plots to reveal to Amy that she knows what is going on.

   Ok Diary, I didn't think things could get much crazier.  Apparently I
was wrong.  Like when I last wrote to you, my brother's boyfriend Amy had
just got him to fuck me (his sister!) while I was supposedly sleepwalking.
That was pretty nuts.  Of course, I was also trying to come up with a plan
to reveal that I knew what was going on and liked it.  I did it!

   I need to tell you about letting them know that I knew.

   Grant had stuck his cock in my pussy while Amy watched.  He'd blown his
load all over it and Amy had cleaned me up, but they didn't know I knew.  I
really wanted them to.  I wanted to be a willing participant.

   The more I tried to plan what came next though, the harder it became.  I
was being too fancy, trying to come up with an intricate plan.  I
over-thought it.  In the end, the answer was simplicity.

   *****

   I woke up in Grant's bed.  Amy had been sleeping over.  I was naked, my
pussy was as wet as it always was when I'd been aroused while sleepwalking,
but there was no sign of Grant and Amy.  I climbed out of bed, pulled one
of Grant's t-shirts from his closet and slipped it on.  I found them curled
up together in my bed, still sleeping.  Grant was facing the wall and Amy
facing his back with my quilt gathered to her and scrunched in front.  It
left her back and bum bare and I took a few moments to enjoy just how
gorgeous she looked.

   The sound of my door opening disturbed their sleep enough to wake them.
Amy woke first, turning toward me and stretching lazily.  The quilt didn't
quite come with her as she rolled and her right breast and half her body
was left exposed.  It was delicious.

   As her eyes focussed on me standing in the doorway, I apologised for
waking her.

   'Its ok,' she smiled.  My eyes flicked to her breast again.  It was
instinctual rather than planned and sadly it alerted Amy to her exposure.
Almost lazily she pulled the quilt over herself and ruined my view.  It was
such a tease!  She hadn't snatched it though.  She hadn't reacted in the
way I'd expect someone who'd just been found semi naked by their lover's
sister to react.  Her pulling on the quilt woke Grant though.  He rolled
onto his back to see what was going on.  I couldn't help but note the
impression his morning wood made against the thin quilt.

   'So um, how did this happen?' I asked.

   'You came into Grant's room,' Amy replied, her eyes flicking between my
face and my body.  She kept looking at the way my long nipples stood out
against my brother's t-shirt.

   'Oh.'

   'Yeah it was pretty funny.  You came in naked and got into bed next to
me,' Amy laughed.  'Grant was a bit freaked out and insisted that we come
and take your bed.  I think he was afraid you might try and fuck me in your
sleep.'

   I blushed at the frankness of her discussion.

   'Yeah, well I can see how that would have been a bit awkward,' I laughed
in response.

   'Maybe awkward,' Amy replied mischievously, her eyes twinkling.  She
left whatever else she may have said unspoken.  Grant elbowed her in
response and I didn't pursue it, promising to give them time to sort
themselves out while I went and cooked some breakfast.

   I wondered what had really happened.  I stood cooking bacon and eggs,
acutely aware of the state of my pussy when I'd woken.  I knew that they'd
had fun with me and it opened the door for what I had decided should be my
approach.  I was going to do what I did to Grant.  Go in there, pretend to
be asleep and then 'wake up' at the right moment.

   I had to wait another week for the right opportunity though.  Amy wasn't
sleeping over until the next weekend.  I built my desire by teasing Grant,
trying hard to get him to fuck me when Amy wasn't there.  At one point I
put on my old school dress without any underwear on, bent over the kitchen
table in front of him and begged him to fuck me.  I know from some of the
porn he watches that school uniforms turn him on, but he turned out to be
an immovable force.  He didn't even touch me!  Bastard.

   I masturbated frequently.  I even did it on the couch while we were both
watching TV.  He still resisted and I didn't allow myself to cum.  I just
keep stoking my desire and going to bed frustrated.  I think I wanted Amy
to come around again more than Grant did!

   I was like a caged animal on Saturday, waiting desperately for her to
arrive.  Grant was so lackadaisical that it was infuriating.  In the end I
went shopping to pass the afternoon.  Of course with what I had on my mind
I ended up at Victoria's Secret and bought some new, very skimpy underwear.
I was so horny that if some random bloke had stepped into my change room I
would have jumped him.

   Amy had arrived when I returned home and I hugged her enthusiastically,
telling her how much I'd been looking forward to having my 'pseudo-sister'
over again.  Then Grant pissed me right off by telling me that the two of
them were going out for dinner and then on to a club.  Amy was nice enough
to ask me along, but I could tell from Grant's body language that it was
the last thing that he wanted.  I let them go and settled in to watch a
movie.  ARGH!

   I was left alone and frustrated in the house.  I watched porn, I
masturbated, I almost crawled up the walls.  I didn't cum.  Eventually I
got so bored that I went into Grant's room and went through Amy's bag.  It
was a massive invasion of privacy, but I was beyond rational thought.  I
found the thong that she'd stuffed in to put on the next day.  I put it on.
I pulled it nice and tight against my over-stimulated pussy and went to
bed, setting my alarm for 4am.

   I hated it when I woke to the phone buzzing under my pillow.  When I
realised why though, I smiled in the dark.  I crept from my bed and went
into Grant's room, pausing only long enough to assume my sleepwalking
persona.

   I walked into the room quietly and climbed into bed, glad to see that
the side I always climbed in was the same side that Amy slept.  I snuggled
up to her and grabbed her tit.  God it felt awesome.  It was so full and
firm in my hand.  The contrast to my own tiny tits was amazing.  It was
easily the biggest breast I'd ever fondled (Not that I'd played with that
many).  I didn't get carried away though.  I wanted to.  I wanted to
squeeze and pinch and pull and do everything, but I just held it.  I could
feel her breathing slowly resume as I relaxed and did no more.  Clearly
getting into bed had woken her and now she was relaxing until she was sure
that I was asleep.  I felt her roll toward me, shifting on the bed.  She
moved onto her back then turned toward me slightly.  It took my hand off
her tit, but I didn't have a lot of choice.  I felt her fingers gently
caressing my face and then her lips brushed against mine.  Her tongue
slipped between, them kissing me.  It took all the self-control I'd ever
assembled not to passionately indulge myself by further returning it.  Her
fingers sought out my nipples and pussy, slipping inside the thong to play
with me.

   The bed shifted again.

   'Amy?' I heard Grant whisper.

   'Yeah,' Amy answered, her fingers stilling.

   'Is Nikki in here again?'

   'Yes,' Amy replied, her voice a little throaty with desire.

   'Having fun?'

   'A little.' Amy sounded almost sheepish in her response; caught playing
with her boyfriend's sister.

   'Do I get to join in?'

   'Of course!'

   The bed moved again and Amy sighed pleasurably.  Grant had moved close
to spoon her from behind.  I felt his hand close over my tit and he joined
in with the finger games.

   'Are you going to fuck her properly tonight?  Are you going to cum in
your sister's beautiful little pussy?' Amy asked.

   'Yes,' Grant replied.  My heart skipped a happy little beat.  The two of
them played with my body, enjoying it and each other as they prepared me
for the part where Grant would fuck me.  I didn't have to wait too long. 
They soon had me naked and splayed out on the bed.  Grant loomed over me,
his cock thrusting between my pussy lips.

   His rock hard erection slid in and out of my pussy with long smooth
strokes and Amy played with my tits.  I loved it.  Every now and then Amy
would demand that Grant pull his cock out of me and slide it into her mouth
so that she could taste me on him, a combination of brother and sister. 
Then she moved us all.  She had Grant pull me down the bed until my legs
hung off the end.  It was so hard to play at being asleep through that.  My
body automatically wanted to tense up, but I willed myself not to.

   When I was positioned to their satisfaction, Amy climbed over the top of
me so that her bum was pointed toward the end of the bed.  She had Grant
stand there and slide his cock inside her, then pull it out and kneel to
slip it inside me.  Back and forth, combining our juices, dipping in one
then the other.  Then she sucked him clean again.

   'I want you to put it in my pussy then in your sister's mouth,' I heard
Amy whisper.  A minute later I felt Grant's cock probing at my lips.  I
could smell Amy all over him.  I parted my lips to savour the taste.  As
Grant worked his cock into my mouth I felt Amy between my legs, licking me.
I was super wet.  She kept at it for a bit before telling Grant that it was
time that he filled me.

   I was moved back up the bed and Grant fucked me.  He moved quicker than
he had before, but not as hard as he liked to fuck me when I was awake.  He
pumped me until he exploded.  A gorgeous, warm sticky load of cum flooded
my insides.

   Amy was watching from beside me, playing with my nipple.

   'I hope you're going to lick it out of me Amy,' I said quietly.

   She screamed.  Grant fell off the bed.

   'You're awake?' Amy gasped.  It was dark and I couldn't see her face.  I
wish I could have seen her expression though.

   'I am, and I need an orgasm really bad, so hurry up and finish me off.'

   'You want me to?' she asked, sounding confused.  Clearly her head was
spinning as she tried to come to grips with the situation.

   'Yes, hurry up.'

   'Grant?' she said, turning to see what his reaction would be.

   'Fine by me,' he replied.

   'Fuck.' Amy said, starting to regain her equilibrium.  She wasn't moving
so I rolled toward her, pushing her down on the bed to kiss her.  My tongue
seemed to kick start her again and she responded passionately.  It was a
lovely extended kiss but I wanted her between my legs.  I pushed up above
her and told her to eat me.  Happily for me, she willingly did so.  It felt
so fucking awesome.  Grant's girlfriend was eating his cum from my pussy!
She alternated between teasing and working at my clit to just dipping her
tongue between my lips and slurping at the cum that seeped from within.

   'That's so fucking hot,' Grant said as he watched.

   'Fuck her Grant.  Fuck her while she eats me,' I demanded of him.  Grant
moved close enough to my head that I could take his semi-erect cock between
my lips.

   'Get me hard first,' he told me.  I took him in my mouth and let him
slide his cock back and forth over my tongue.  His cock quickly swelled
back to life.  When he was hard enough, he moved again so that he was
kneeling behind Amy.  He shoved his cock in her pussy and started driving
it in and out.  Amy moaned gleefully as she continued to lick me.

   In my already excited state, the sight of my brother hammering his
girlfriend from behind as she licked me set me off.  I squealed and
screamed as Amy brought on my orgasm.  I grabbed her head and pulled it
from my pussy as she tried to keep licking me.  I couldn't take it. 
Instead I let her lay with her head on my mound, listening to the sounds of
Grant fucking her.  For once I could see what was happening.  I wasn't left
wondering what it would look like.

   When I'd recovered enough, I told Amy to get up onto the bed doggy-style
with Grant fucking her from behind.  I slithered my way beneath them so
that Amy and I were positioned for a 69.  I was so close to my brother's
cock sliding in and out of her pussy.  It was awesome.  I licked at Amy's
clit or sucked on Grant's balls as the desire took me, the whole time
watching their lovemaking.  Amy teased my pussy with her tongue and fingers
and soon Grant was again crying out.  He emptied his balls into her pussy,
his cock pulsing with each release.  When he was done he pulled out and Amy
went to move from her position.  I held her in place with my hands on her
butt, pulling her down toward my face.  As Grant's cum oozed from within
her, I lifted my head and held my tongue out so that I could catch it.  I
licked and slurped as his white gooey mess dripped from her pussy, teasing
her clit between gobs of cum.

   Amy loved it.

   'Holy fuck,' she said when we'd rearranged ourselves and all cuddled
into bed together.

   'Have you been awake every time?' she asked me.  I told her honestly
that I hadn't.  I let her and Grant know just how involved or uninvolved
I'd been through the course of their exploring me.

   'What surprises me more is that you're so ok with it all, I mean, you're
dating a guy that fucks his sister.  That's pretty out there.'

   'Well it sure as fuck surprised me I was ok with it,' Amy laughed.  'I
mean, there was that bit of me that just said, 'it's biology' when he was
hard at seeing you naked and I knew that the last thing I should do was
encourage him.  For some weird reason though, the thought of it just made
me fucking horny and I wanted to see more.'

   'You have no idea how good it is for me that you are ok with it,' I
said. 'I was getting so fucking frustrated listening to you two go at it
like rabbits all the time.  I hope you'll let me join in again sometimes.'

   'Shit, if you're ok I'm ok,' Amy smiled back at me.  Grant kept quiet
through the exchange, but at the point that it was agreed that this wasn't
just a one-time thing, he truly beamed with happiness.

   I briefed Amy on the arrangement that Grant and I had come to before
she'd been on the scene.  The one where if he wanted to fuck me he just had
to ask and he could do what ever I agreed to.

   'Oh man, that's a pretty sweet deal,' Amy said, looking at him.  'I'm
surprised I got a look in at all!'

   'Oh come one, as if he could resist you,' I replied, my eyes travelling
over her body.

   She blushed at the compliment.  I told Amy that I'd be happy to offer
her the same arrangement.  Any time she wanted to use me, she just had to
say the word.  Even if she just wanted to see Grant use me that was ok too.

   'So like if I wanted to see him blow his load all over your face right
now?'

   'Try me,' I replied.

   'Hang on, what if I can't?' Grant protested, though it wasn't exactly
the most forceful objection.

   'Try,' Amy told him.  'Or maybe you won't get to cum at all tomorrow.'

   'Ooh, mean,' he accused her.

   'Stick your cock in your sister's mouth.'

   Grant sighed dramatically and then moved so that I could suck his cock.
I happily sucked him deep inside and swirled my tongue around his flaccid
cock.  It wasn't long at all until I could feel him swelling again.

   'I love seeing this,' Amy enthused.  'It's just so fucking hot knowing
your cock is in your sister's mouth!'

   'You're so fucking kinky,' he said to her before moaning as I gave him a
particularly good suck.  My mouth worked slowly up and down his shaft,
tongue teasing as I did so.  Amy moved behind me.  She held my head with
one hand and then put her other around behind Grant's butt.  She pushed my
head toward his cock and pulled him toward me, making him thrust deep into
my throat.  She held me there until I gagged.  I gasped, took a deep breath
and then she made me do it again.  She kept up a running commentary about
how hot we were making her.  She shifted her hand from Grant's butt to my
tit.  She pulled and twisted it, working my nipple extra hard.  It was
fucking awesome.

   'Fuck her face Grant.  Grab her head and fuck it hard,' she demanded,
her voice oozing lust.  Grant did as he was told, putting one hand on
either side of my head and thrusting.  I relaxed my mouth and let him have
his way.  He jammed his cock in and out of my mouth, the speed of his
thrusts increasing with urgency as his orgasm approached.  Amy abused my
nipples.  I cried out with pleasure, moaning around the cock hammering at
my throat.

   'Cum on your sister's face Grant, spray her with it,' Amy was demanding.
'I want to see your gooey seed all over your sister's gorgeous face.  I
want to lick it off her!'

   Grant pulled his cock from my mouth.  He was panting with effort and his
cock was an iron-hard missile.  He grabbed it with one hand, aimed it at my
face and pumped.  He cried out as it erupted.  I quickly closed my eyes as
his cum sprayed over my face.  It hit me on the forehead and ran down my
nose.  I felt it on my cheek as well and opened my mouth to get some on my
tongue.  I hadn't even started to open my eyes when I felt Amy push me back
down on the bed.  Then her mouth was all over my face.  She licked and
sucked and slurped, cleaning my brother's cum from my face.

   Her tongue speared between my lips and she kissed me, sharing my
brother's seed with me.

   'Fuck you two are perverted,' Grant laughed.

   'Us two?' Amy laughed.  'I think you two are the perverted ones.  I'm
not related to either of you.'

   'Yeah, but I bet you wish you were,' I teased her.

   'Oh God yes,' Amy responded.

   *****

   So that was how I finally achieved what I wanted.  It was out in the
open.  And we loved it.  Amy started staying around more than she had
before.  Trips back to her own house were about getting a new set of
clothes so that she could spend more time with us.  It wasn't all that long
before she had more of her clothes at our apartment than she did at home.

   Like when Grant and I had first moved in, we didn't share a bed.  Grant
and Amy did, but I kept to my own room.  I sleepwalked occasionally and if
they found me anywhere compromising, they took great delight in taking
advantage of me.  I would wake to find myself naked, covered or filled with
cum, or just plain wet.  Then they'd tell me what they'd done to me the
next morning.  It was always a turn-on.

   Amy certainly took to the idea of using my body whenever she wanted. 
Sometimes it would be to watch Grant use me, sometimes both of them.  Some
times she just used me herself.  I had mentioned that I was having a day
off work one day without thinking anything of it.  She and Grant both went
off to College for the day and I sat down to catch up on the latest season
of True Blood.  Wearing just my pyjamas, I had a packet of cookies; a
coffee and no plan to do anything more than indulge myself.

   I had just started the fourth episode when someone knocked on the door.
Annoyed, I paused the DVD and went to see who it was, expecting to give a
salesman a blast.

   'Hey there,' Amy said, grinning at me as I pulled the door open roughly.

   'Amy!' I said lamely.

   'The one and only.  Sorry, I forgot my key and Grant has classes for the
rest of the day.'

   'No problem.  I didn't expect you back, I thought you had classes too.'
I stood aside and then closed the door behind her, following her to the
little kitchen.

   'I ditched.  I managed to sit through two classes before the thought of
you alone in the apartment was too much to bear.'

   'Really?  Why?'

   'Because I want to fuck you.  She reached into her handbag and pulled
out a strap on dildo.  I want to fuck you with this.'

   'Oh,' I grinned.  'Well damn.'

   She put the toy on the table along with her handbag and took me in her
arms, crushing her breasts against me and kissing me.  I kissed her back
with the same passion that she put into the kiss.  It was hot.  Her hands
roamed my body, enjoying the fact that my pyjamas gave ready and easy
access.  I didn't miss the opportunity either, my hands sliding up under
her t-shirt to release the clasp on her bra.  I never tired of getting to
play with her tits and wasn't going to make an exception this time.

   The kiss broke apart and we paused, breathing heavily and grinning at
each other like lovesick teens who've just shared their first lesbian kiss.

   'Can I ask something that might sound a little crazy just now?'

   'Sure,' Amy replied.

   'Do you mind if we sit and watch the rest of this episode before we
fuck?' I pointed to the paused TV.  Amy laughed at me.

   'As long as you still let me fuck you, sure!  But I think I need my
jammies on as well if we're cuddling on the couch.'

   'Awesome!' Amy headed off to Grant's room and I followed her, deciding
that if she was going to get naked and change, I'd at least take the chance
to watch.  I sat on the bed as she pulled her t-shirt off, dropped her bra
beside me and then rummaged in a drawer for pyjamas.

   'Damn, I don't actually know if I've got any here,' she laughed.

   'You can borrow mine.'

   'Ok, that sounds pretty good.' She shimmied out of her jeans and
followed me to my room in nothing more than a black lacy thong.  I searched
through my drawer until I found a pair of cute pink Hello Kitty pyjamas
that consisted of little shorts and a tank top.

   'Its not very fair if I have these tiny little summer things and you
have those long winter ones,' she complained.

   'You want long ones?' I asked, somewhat surprised.

   'Of course not, I want you in tiny little ones too!'

   'Well let me see if I can oblige.'

   'And a quilt to snuggle under!' I grinned back over my shoulder as I dug
in my drawer.  I found a pair of black Victoria's Secret pyjamas that would
provide very little in the way of obstruction to any hand wandering that
might occur.  Amy stood and watched as I slipped off my long pjs and pulled
on the skimpy ones.  I could almost see her restraining herself from
throwing me on the bed.  Grabbing my quilt and pulling it from the bed, I
took her hand and led her back to the couch.  We snuggled down together and
I hit play on the DVD.  I spent the next our blissfully indulging in my
love of True Blood while Amy spent it indulging her desire to touch me.

   Her fingers found their way inside my pyjamas moments after I restarted
the episode and my nipples, clit and pussy were treated to delightful
caresses throughout.  Occasionally she'd even disappear under the quilt to
spend a few moments sucking on my nipple.  by the time the closing credits
scrolled up the screen my pyjamas were soaked, my pussy almost dripping wet
and the only thing I could smell was my arousal.

   'Don't move,' Amy instructed me as she slipped from the couch and the
warmth of the quilt.  She reappeared moments later with the strap on dildo
in her hand.  She dragged the quilt from me and pulled at my pyjama
bottoms. I wiggled my butt around until she was able to slip them from my
legs.  I expected her to tease me with her fingers or the end of the toy,
but she lowered her tongue to my pussy and licked me enthusiastically. 
Moaning, I reached down and tugged at the Hello Kitty top, dragging it up
over her head.  She broke contact and lifted her arms so that I could strip
it off her.

   I watched as Amy stood up in front of me and dropped her little shorts
to reveal her pussy.  I sat up quickly, grabbing her butt cheeks with my
hand and pulling my face into her crotch.  I eagerly sent my tongue in
search of her clit, flicking it back and forth as she organised the straps
of the toy.  When she was ready she pushed me back on the couch and then
stepped into the harness.  I fingered my wet pussy gently as she settled it
in place and adjusted things.

   'Ever wanted a boy with tits?' she giggled at me as she squeezed a boob
with one hand and waggled the toy back and forth with the other.

   'Can't say that I have.  But a hot chick with a strap on is something
I've considered.'

   'Never done it?' Amy asked.

   'Never quite had the chance.'

   'You do now,' she laughed, lifting the toy.  'Suck my cock for me
Nikki.' I sat up on the couch and wrapped a hand around the dildo.  I
hadn't really thought about the size until then.  Wrapping my fingers
around it I realised how thick it was.

   'Oh, it's big,' I commented, even as I sank my mouth over it.

   'I bet you say that to all the boys!'

   'Only the ones that need me to,' I replied with a wink.  I sucked it for
a little bit, but it wasn't the same as sucking a real cock.  I released it
and lifted my hands to Amy's awesome breasts, squeezing them firmly before
pulling at her nipples.  She grinned at me and knelt on the floor, lowering
the tip of the toy to my pussy.  We both watched as she began feeding it
inside me, rocking back and forth with her hips to make sure it was well
lubricated as it penetrated me.  I played with her tits again, loving being
able to do so while I was penetrated.  Amy leaned in and kissed me, forcing
me to release her breasts.

   'Can we move to the bed?' I asked, feeling awkwardly squished on the
couch.

   'Of course,' Amy replied.  She stood up and helped me to my feet,
pulling me in for another kiss in the process.  We only made it as far as
the kitchen before she told me to stop.

   'What?' I asked, suspicious of the gleam in her eyes.

   'Bend over the table,' she instructed me.  I laughed at her but did as
she asked.  After all, I had said she only had to say the word and she
could have me.  I splayed my hands wide in front of me, my cheek on the
table.  She told me to wait and bounded off to the bedroom.  She wasn't
gone long and I noted she had a tube of lubricant with her when she came
back.  She squirted it all over the fake cock and then slid it back into my
waiting pussy.

   'Oh fuck!' I cried out as it slipped easily inside, stretching me wide.
Amy grabbed my hips and rocked back and forth, telling me how good it
looked sinking inside me.  She fucked me hard, occasionally running her
nails down my back as she drove the toy inside.

   'I wish I knew what this felt like for real,' Amy sighed.  I giggled
through a pleasured moan.

   'I need the bed, I want it doggy-style,' I told her when I realised the
position we were in prevented me from accessing my clitoris.  Amy pulled
out and let me run to the bedroom.  I waited for her on all fours.  Amy
moved in behind me and sank the toy back into my pussy.  I used one hand to
start frigging my clit and Amy reached beneath me to play with my nipple,
sliding the cock in and out of my pussy the whole time.  I was close to
cumming but there was one more thing that I needed.

   'Put it in my bum,' I demanded.

   'Really?' Amy asked.  I could tell from the tone of her voice that the
thought excited her.

   'Yes,' I moaned as she pushed it into my pussy again.  She pulled out,
the toy slipping entirely from me.  She lifted it and rested it against my
anus.

   'You want this big thing in that tight little hole?'

   I pushed back.  'Fuck yes.'

   I could feel it stretching me wide.  It was bigger than Grant's cock. 
It was bigger than anything I'd ever had in my bum before.  I loved it. 
Amy kept a firm pressure and allowed me to work back against it.  I moved
my bum left and right and rotated my hips in search of the right angle.  It
slipped in.  I relaxed and breathed and felt it slide deeper in my butt. 
Slowly I pushed back.  It felt awesome.

   'Oh God I can't believe its in your bum!'

   'It feels so amazing Amy.  Fuck it.  Fuck my bum please,' I begged her.
She started moving more deliberately, back and forth, in and out.  The big
fake cock started sliding in and out of my bottom.  I rubbed my clit hard,
pausing only to push two fingers in my pussy to get them even wetter.  My
orgasm was imminent and after the hour of build up, the intensity was
peaking.  I exploded.  I shuddered and fell forward, shaking on the bed,
sliding from the toy, feeling it all but pop as it exited my bum.

   'Oh fuck,' I moaned.

   'That was so fucking awesome,' Amy said, collapsing next to me on the
bed, fingers tracing delicate circles on my back before she pulled my head
close enough to hers to kiss again.  'Has Grant ever fucked you in the
bum?'

   'Yeah he has.  He's even done it to me when I'm asleep.'

   'No way!  That's so freaking awesome,' she crooned.  I could hear the
gears of her mind whirring as she thought about it.  I knew that in the not
too distant future I'd wake up with a butt-load of my brother's cum.

   'Let me eat you,' I said to her.  Amy's face broke into another grin and
she lay back on the bed for me.  I undid the straps on the toy and put it
aside.  Parting her legs, I happily buried my face between them.  I sucked
on her clit, licked it and slipped two fingers inside her.  When she was on
the verge of cumming I backed off, sliding my fingers from her pussy.  I
slid one in her anus instead.

   'Ooooh,' she cooed.

   'Has Grant ever fucked your bum?' I asked her.

   'Yes,' she moaned.

   'I bet you love it.'

   'I do!' she replied.  I worked a second finger in and pushed it deep.  I
could feel her pushing back against me and sucked hard on her clit.  It
took her over the edge.  I could feel her contractions as she spasmed with
orgasm.  I let her calm down and crawled back up her body, kissing her all
over, gently sucking and nibbling until I reached her face and could kiss
her again.

   We spent the rest of the day together in and out of our pyjamas.  When
Grant finally came home he found us preparing dinner in them.  It wasn't
even cooked when he came the first time.  We teamed up to suck him off
almost as soon as he was in the door.  After that, well let's just say that
when he went to bed, he was exhausted.

   That dear Diary is an example of how things started going after Amy knew
about Grant and I.  We fucked a lot.  Amy proved quite devious and I lost
track of the odd things that she'd come up with to stick inside me.  She
seemed to love nothing more than to take a vegetable from the fridge or the
handle of a kitchen tool to shove inside me.  Sometimes she'd do it while
Grant was eating breakfast just to tease him.  She certainly became the
shot-caller in these things.  I always look forward to having her over. 
I'm just hoping that things with her and Grant last a lot longer!

   For now, I'm just going to keep enjoying things while they last!

   licks and kisses,

   nikki



   Sleepwalking Ch.  07: Home For Xmas

   Nikki returns home for the holidays and Dad joins the fun.

   Okay Diary, it seems that even Christmas can't keep me out of the crazy
shit I've been getting into.  In fact, it got even crazier.  It's so
ridiculous that I just totally have to tell you about it.

   I was going home for Christmas.  I was mostly looking forward to it, but
was disappointed that Grant wasn't going with me.  I'd kind of hoped that
we'd get to do a road trip together, but he was going to meet Amy's
parents. I'd be seeing the two of them again at New Year's, but in between,
I'd miss out.  I'd become used to them both taking advantage of me whenever
they liked and two weeks at home with my parents and no crazy sex wasn't
something I was eagerly anticipating.

   "Why so glum?" Amy asked me as I zipped up my bag full of clothes and
sighed heavily.  She'd been sitting on my bed 'supervising' my packing. 
Apparently supervising meant checking me out and spanking my butt whenever
it was within reach.  Thirty minutes earlier Grant had gone to take care of
a few things in town, and had assured me he'd be back to see me off.  I
assumed he was buying Christmas presents that he'd want me to deliver.  He
always did Christmas at the last minute.

   "Because it's going to be boring."

   "I bet your 'rents would love to hear that," Amy laughed.

   "Well not the bit where I get to see them, the bit where no-one decides
to just rip my panties off me and attack my pussy at crazy times."

   "Aww, it's only two weeks," she teased me.

   "It'll seem like forever," I lamented.  Amy stood up from the bed and I
stopped to admire her body.  It was as exceptional as the first day I'd
seen her.  She was wearing a pair of black yoga pants and a pink t-shirt
that she'd tied at the waist.  All that did was pull it tight against her
awesome D cup tits.

   "Well I'm sure you'll survive," she assured me as she left my room.

   I sighed dramatically and stood up from the floor to sit on my bed.  I
figured I had about an hour before I needed to leave and was wondering what
I was going to do to pass the time when Amy returned brandishing an ear of
corn.

   "Let's make sure that you have something fun to remember while you're
away," she laughed, advancing determinedly toward me.

   "Corn?  Really?" I laughed.

   "Oh, come on, you know you love it."

   She pushed me back on the bed and climbed on top, kissing me hard, her
large breasts crushed against my little A-cups.  "I like eating corn," I
said between kisses.

   "Don't give me that," she laughed.  "You love corn stuffed in your pussy
and we both know it."

   She had me there.  It had only been a mock protest anyway.  I love it
when Amy decides to insert random stuff in my pussy.  I especially enjoy it
when she does it when I'm sleepwalking.  She takes photos and sends them to
me at random times during the following days.  Nothing quite like sitting
in a lecture and getting a picture of a straightening wand stuck in your
pussy while you're sleepwalking!

   Amy allowed me to sit up, and tugged at my clothes to remove them.  I
obliged and followed her lead, making sure that if I was going to be naked,
she would be too.  Soon we were lying together on the bed, kissing and
fingering each other's pussies.  I took the opportunity to play with her
tits as well, sucking and squeezing them.  I couldn't believe that I was
going to have to go for a full two weeks without them.

   It wasn't long until Amy was reaching for the ear of corn.  She sat
astride my hips, peeling back the husk suggestively as I played with her
tits.  With a laugh, she cast the husk aside and ran her hand up and down
the knobbly vegetable like she was stroking a cock.

   "Ready for this baby?" she asked, leaning over and kissing me again.

   "Fuck yes," I moaned.

   Amy moved down between my legs and I spread them willingly, using my
hands to hold my knees wide.  Amy ran her tongue over my already wet pussy.
She took her time, swirling it around, sliding it back and forth over my
clit and plunging it inside me until she was satisfied with just how wet I
was.

   I felt the corn pushed against my pussy lips.  Amy worked it inside
slowly until she was able to slide it back and forth.  I loved the feel of
the kernels running between my pussy lips.

   "You really do like it, don't you?" Amy asked with a grin as she slid
the cob in and out.

   "Best veggie ever," I agreed.  Amy moved so that she could rub my clit
with her left hand as she continued to work the corn.

   "I bet you'd even take it in your bum."

   "Maybe," I laughed.

   "Maybe?  There is no maybe with you sweetie, you're always a yes!  Now
roll over."

   I did as I was told, rolling onto my stomach.  Amy held the corn in my
pussy until I had worked my way onto my hands and knees.  She pushed the
corn deeper into my pussy and leaned over my back to swirl her tongue
around my anus.

   "You're such a dirty slut Amy," I said with a moan.

   "Yeah, that's why you and your brother love me so much!"

   "True," I giggled as she poked her tongue at my butt hole again.  I felt
the corn slip from my pussy and sighed as a finger started probing at my
anus.  Amy had obviously given this little encounter some thought as the
finger was well-lubricated.  Second and third fingers entered me as well,
stretching me wider slowly before she started to push the corn inside.  I
breathed out, relaxing, resisting the urge to tense up and prevent the
entry.  Amy was patient, working it slowly inside me.  It felt fucking
huge, easily the biggest thing she'd ever stuck in my bum.

   "It looks so hot Nikki," she assured me as I felt it slip a bit further
inside me.  She paused a moment to grab her phone and snap a picture,
promising to send it to me later.

   "Anyone home?" Grant called out, surprising us both.

   "In here," Amy called.

   Grant soon appeared in the doorway, grinning as he took in the sight of
his girlfriend shoving a cob of corn in his sister's ass.

   "I see you're giving her something to remember you by," he joked as he
came closer.

   "Yep, now she just needs a bit of brotherly cock to help her survive her
two weeks alone," Amy told him.

   "Let me suck you Grant," I begged.

   I needn't have bothered.  He was already half out of his clothes and
soon had his cock sliding over my tongue as I sucked at it greedily.  Amy
kept working the corn deeper and deeper in my butt until I couldn't take
anymore.

   "I'm sure going to miss having this sort of fun for the next two weeks,"
Grant groaned as he started fucking my face.

   "It's only two weeks, it's not like its two months," Amy laughed.

   "Yeah and I don't know what you're worried about, you'll have this kinky
bitch with you," I told him.  "I'm the one who's going to be all alone. 
I'll probably have to resort to fucking myself with a candy cane!"

   "If you do, I want pictures," Amy laughed.  "But just so you don't miss
out entirely, Grant move back here and fuck her pussy."

   Grant moved around behind me.  Amy held the corn in my butt and Greg
speared his cock into my pussy.

   "OOOOh fuck," I groaned as both holes were filled.  Amy relinquished
control of the corn to Grant and slithered beneath me so that Grant's balls
dangled above her face.  It left me looking down at her pussy.  I dipped my
head to it and started eating her with every bit of skill I had.  Grant's
cock slid back and forth in my pussy and he wiggled the corn about,
occasionally pulling it out a little before sliding it back in.  As Amy
sucked on Greg's balls she rubbed my clit with her fingers and soon had me
exploding with orgasm.  I gasped and bucked as my body exploded.  Grant
shoved his cock and the corn deep and I collapsed on top of Amy.

   The corn was pulled from my butt.  I thought that was it, but Grant had
other ideas.  He slipped his cock from my pussy and shoved it into my bum
and started fucking me.  Fuck it felt good.  I was still recovering from my
orgasm and could barely take it, but he just fucked me until he came hard,
exploding in my butt.

   Half an hour later, showered and ready to go, I kissed them both
good-bye at the door.  They promised to fuck me again as soon as we were
all in the same state.

   *****

   Mum and Dad were ecstatic to see me.  They'd never really planned on
both of us leaving home together, but Grant had used my sleepwalking as a
pre-text to move interstate with me when he went to college.  I had landed
a job, he a spot in college.  By living together we saved on money for the
family, he looked after my safety and unbeknownst to anyone but Amy, we
were able to continue having sex with each other whenever we wanted.

   I lay in my bed that night thinking about all the crazy stuff that had
happened and fell asleep happy.  I smiled as I remembered the send-off that
Grant and Amy had given me.

   When I woke the next morning, I was horny and my pussy was wet.  I was
confused.  It was a state that I associated with having sleepwalked around
Grant and Amy.  It usually meant that they'd done stuff to me during the
night and that I could expect a silly picture from Amy some time that day
and a hot discussion on what they'd done that night.  I was home though. 
There was no one that would have done anything to me, so why was I so
freakin' horny?  I was really confused.  A bit of masturbating helped me
get over the horny aspect of it.  I used the detachable head of the shower
to get off and then got lost in throes of helping Mum prepare for Christmas
and forgot about it.  Well, I did until Dad brought up my sleepwalking
later that day.

   "So Nikki, how is the sleepwalking going?  Any better?"

   "About the same Dad.  I do it now and then, but living with Grant has
been great.  He's a real trooper and makes sure I don't do anything too
crazy."

   "Speaking of crazy, have you done anything truly laughable lately?"

   I told him about Amy catching me making a sandwich in the middle of the
night and about the time that Grant had found me reading a magazine upside
down on the toilet (though when I told Dad I didn't let on that I was
naked).  I couldn't help but notice that Dad's eyes kept flicking to my
tits.  It wasn't that he'd never looked at them, it was just that it seemed
like he was looking a lot more than he had before.  It was weird,
especially because the more he looked, the tighter my nipples got.  I told
myself I had to be completely crazy and went about my own business for the
rest of the day.

   Late in the afternoon Mum took a call from Aunt May and had to go and
help with some emergency or other (don't even get me started on that crazy
part of the family tree!).  Unfortunately it meant time away from home and
we wouldn't see her back with us until the 23rd of December.  I assured her
that I would be able to look after Dad, having practiced on feeding my
younger brother for the last year or so and Dad assured her that he'd make
sure that I didn't try to drive in my sleep or anything.

   The first two days passed without anything untoward coming up, but on
the third night that I was home, I must have sleepwalked again.  I woke up
wet and horny.  Because Dad and I were the now the only ones in the house I
started to wonder whether Dad might have taken advantage of me.  It should
have freaked me out.  Even more than having sex with my brother should have
freaked me out, the thought of Dad doing something to me should have.  I
think we've already established that I'm not normal though and the more I
thought about Dad touching me in my sleep, the more I wanted to know if it
had happened and the more I hoped it had.  Yes diary, I am a fucking freak.

   "Dad, did I sleep walk last night?" I asked him as we sat down to lunch.

   "You did actually."

   "And did I um, do anything ...  I don't know, embarrassing?"

   "What do you mean by embarrassing?" he asked.  He blushed as he said it
though so I knew I had to be onto something.

   "Well, it's weird, but when I woke up, my shorts were on backwards.  I'm
pretty sure that I normally get the whole dressing myself thing right when
I go to bed though so I was a little weirded out." His blush deepened as I
spoke.

   "Well, it's kind of embarrassing for me to have to tell you this Nikki,
but I found you watching TV."

   "So, that's not that uncommon for this little freak."

   "Yeah, but you were naked."

   "Oh my God!  What?  You saw me naked?" I laughed.  Clearly the laugh
wasn't the reaction that he expected from me.  I think he expected outrage
and horror.  My body reacted differently to that even.  My nipples
tightened and my stomach flipped with a now familiar sensation of
excitement.  I was actually turned on by the thought of Dad seeing me
naked.

   "You don't seem very surprised," he responded.

   "Well Mum found me like that once, so it isn't the first time."

   "Oh, I hadn't realised.  Well, I had hoped to avoid embarrassing you too
much, so I found where you'd dumped your pyjamas and I dressed you before
putting you back to bed.  I was hoping you wouldn't notice, but clearly I
didn't dress you right."

   "That's ok Dad, thanks for trying to look after me."

   We went our separate ways for the afternoon and I kept thinking about
it. I kept thinking that for me to have awakened as wet as I did Dad must
have done a bit more than just dress me.  I wondered how far he had gone. I
knew exactly how to find out.  All it would take was a little more faking,
nothing I hadn't done before!  I didn't do anything that night and the
following day I was horny as all fuck.  All I could think about was that I
was going to get naked and get in my Dad's bed with him.  I watched him
around the house.  He kept looking at me when he thought he wouldn't be
busted.  He spent a lot of time staring at my butt and the more I was aware
of it, the more I started to tease him, bending and stretching to present
myself at the best angle.

   I checked him out too, enjoying the sizeable bulge that formed in his
pants, taking note of the shape of his body.  He wasn't as buff as Grant
and carried a little weight around his middle, but for his age, he was in
pretty good shape.

   When I climbed into bed that night I was a bundle of nerves.  I set my
alarm for 2am, but wouldn't have needed to.  I was way too excited to
sleep. At about ten to two, I climbed naked from my bed and walked to my
parents room, took a deep breath, assumed my sleepwalking persona and made
my way inside.  At first he didn't even wake up.  I stood nervously beside
the bed and then careful to maintain my facade, climbed in.

   Dad still didn't stir.  I lay there for a bit, wondering what to do,
even though I really knew exactly what I wanted to do.  I reached with my
hand and brushed it against his cock, squeezing my legs with the excitement
of having done so.

   It wasn't enough to wake him up.  Silently cursing, I moved closer until
I could lean against him 'clumsily'.  I felt him stir and tried to relax my
body.  He stirred but didn't wake, just lying there on his back.  This
wasn't going according to plan at all!  I moved my hand to my father's cock
and gently caressed it.  I was pleased to feel it harden in my grasp as I
was starting to wonder if there would be anything I could do to get a
reaction without giving up that I wasn't sleepwalking.

   The harder he got the more restless his sleep became.  I gave him a good
firm squeeze and relaxed my hand, leaving it resting on his mostly erect
cock.  It was enough to break through his slumber and he finally began to
wake.

   "What the?" he muttered sleepily as he came to the realisation that he
wasn't alone in bed.  It took a moment for him to then process the fact
that not only was he not alone, but that his wife wasn't the one there with
him.

   "Nikki?" he said quietly.  He made no move to change the position of my
hand.  "Nikki," he said again, a little more firmly.  His hand closed over
mine, and he thrust his cock against it.

   I could feel him humping against my hand and my pussy reacted.  I felt
him moving and his boxers were soon gone, my hand now on Dad's naked cock.
He wrapped my fingers around it with his, and thrust into my loosely closed
fist.  This continued for a while until Dad clearly decided that he wanted
something else.  I felt the covers pulled from my body so that I was
exposed to the room.  He moved around on the bed and I could sense him
hovering over me, most likely studying my naked body.  His hand closed over
my breast, his warm palm pressed against my rock-hard nipple.  kHe squeezed
gently.  Then he tweaked my nipple.

   I felt more movement on the bed and something brushed against my nipple.
I guessed that it was his cock.  My Dad was rubbing his hard cock against
my nipple!

   His fingers danced over my bald mound and then down over my pussy lips.
I let me legs relax, widening the gap between them, giving him access.  I
wanted his touch.  I'm such a dirty fucking freak.  I wanted my Dad's
fingers in my pussy.  Shit, let's be honest diary, I wanted him to fuck me.

   He kept exploring my body and I had to work hard to suppress a moan when
I felt a finger slide down between my swollen labia.  His finger pushed
inside, penetrating me.  I was amazed that this was happening so suddenly.
I thought back to how slowly Grant had explored me.  It made me think that
perhaps this wasn't the first time.  Maybe there was a reason that I'd
woken up so horny and wet the last time I sleepwalked.

   I spread my legs a little farther apart and soon found a second digit
between my lips.  They slid gently in and out before being removed.  I
heard Dad suck them.  I so wanted to look.  He moved on the bed.  I felt
the weight shift and soon could tell that he'd moved between my legs.  His
tongue lapped at my pussy.

   Dad was licking me.  It was so fucking kinky and I loved it.  His tongue
was gentle but firm, sliding up and down my slit, caressing my labia and
clit.  He blew gently on my wet clit.  It felt strangely good.  He licked
me for a good five minutes before stopping.  I wondered what more he was
prepared to do.  He moved again and I felt his weight on the opposite side
of the bed to where he'd been sleeping.  My head dipped back as he must
have knelt beside me.  His cock pressed gently against my lips.  It was
wet. I didn't even hesitate, I simply parted my lips a little and felt
Dad's cock slip between them, my tongue greeting the tip to taste the
precum that had collected there.  I couldn't suck him like I wanted to, but
let him slide his cock back and forth across my tongue and lips.  He
groaned.  He kept at it as long as he dared and then stopped.

   It was so frustrating.  I wondered how he'd react if I 'woke up'.  I
wanted a cock in my pussy so bad.  He didn't do it.  He clearly decided not
to go further and instead escorted me back to my room, his hands caressing
my tits and bum on the way.  He dressed me, pausing only to suck lightly on
each nipple and before he tucked me into bed.

   As soon as he left I buried two fingers in my pussy and masturbated,
wishing it was his cock.  I rubbed my clit and then pulled a wet finger
from my pussy so that I could slide it in my anus.  I came hard, biting my
lip to keep from being as vocal as I would have liked.

   Mum was due home in two days.  I wished I had longer.  I thought
sleepwalking two days in a row would be pushing it too hard, but I only had
one more night alone with Dad.  I either did something then or would have
to wait until Grant and Amy came back for New Years.  I wasn't going to
wait that long.  I spent most of the day wondering what I could do that
night.  I wanted Dad as horny as I was, so I paraded around in a pair of
panties and a t-shirt until he suggested at lunch time that perhaps being
dressed for the day would be a good idea.  I grabbed some clothes and
ducked out to the shops, telling him I had some last minute presents to
buy.

   I didn't tell him that it was for me.  I went to Victoria's Secret and
bought a bright red Chantilly lace corset with matching thong.  It pushed
up my little tits nicely, giving me a bit of cleavage and the boning pulled
in tight down my torso.  It was such a perfect fit.  The lace gave a hint
of what lay beneath without revealing it outright.  Sexy and Christmassy!
As I drove home I planned.  I thought that if I wore it to bed, then maybe
I could sleep walk in it, but then I didn't really know if that would even
help advance my plans.





   I arrived home and a different plan entirely emerged.  I came inside and
Dad asked me if I'd managed to get the last minute gift that I'd been
chasing.

   "I have, do you want to see it?"

   "Sure sweetie, show me."

   "Ok, hang on, I just have to do something first," I told him.  I dashed
upstairs to my bedroom and changed into the corset and thong.  I strolled
back downstairs and out into the living room where Dad was sitting watching
sport on the television.

   "Like it?" I asked, drawing his attention from the screen.  His mouth
dropped open and he just stared.  It was just the sort of reaction I was
looking for.

   "Um, yes?" he eventually replied.

   "You don't sound very sure."

   "Well, you're my daughter and I can't say that I expected you to come
out in something so ..."

   "Sexy?" I asked.

   "Well ...  yeah."

   "So I look ok in it?"

   "Nik, I ...  um ..."

   "Just be objective, if I were an actress in a movie dressed like this,
would you think it was sexy?"

   "Hell yes," he replied.  His hand drifted to his pants and adjusted his
crotch.

   "Excellent!"

   "Dare I ask why you bought it?"

   "I dunno, I felt like having something sexy to wear.  Who knows, maybe
I'll sleepwalk into Santa this year.  I'd hate to be caught wearing
something daggy."

   "Well that is anything but that," Dad said.  I turned to walk back to my
room, glancing over my shoulder as I started up the stairs.  I was pleased
to see his eyes glued to my butt.  I giggled and hurried up the stairs with
prancing steps, knowing that it would make my pert little butt cheeks
wiggle deliciously for him.

   That night I decided that rather than go into his bed again that I'd go
out to the living room.  I didn't want to set any sort of pattern that
might reveal that I was faking.  I turned the TV on and turned it up
stupidly loud, then sat on the couch with my legs spread most un-ladylike,
wearing nothing but a simple black thong.

   Sure enough, after ten minutes or so, I heard Dad coming from the
bedroom.  I quickly closed my eyes and calmed my breathing even as my heart
started racing in anticipation.  I reclined against the back of the couch.
I expected him to turn the TV off first, but he didn't.  I sensed him
standing before me and then felt his hands on my tits, squeezing and
playing.  He knelt on the floor between my legs and kept fondling me.  I
was sitting so that my pussy was right near the edge of the couch and I
could all but feel his cock rubbing against me.  I bet if he'd had no pants
on the head would have been rubbing my thong.  I wanted to slide down a
little further, but resisted the temptation.

   Dad leaned in and sucked first one nipple and then the other, drawing
them to hard little points.  He released them and I waited to find out what
would come next.  Apparently he removed his boxer shorts, because I
actually felt the head of his cock pressing between my legs.  It was a firm
pressure without being too forceful.  I couldn't help myself then and did
slide down the couch a little so that I pushed harder against Dad's cock. I
felt him thrust against me and I wished that my thong wasn't stopping his
cock from sliding inside.

   He stopped and I felt his fingers running over the soaked crotch of my
underwear.  They ran along my semi-exposed labia and slipped beneath.  He
pulled the thong aside and slid a finger as deep as he could into my pussy,
then sucked at it noisily.  When I felt the head of his cock rub up and
down my slit, I thought that he was actually going to fuck me.  He didn't.
He pushed it just enough to part my lips, threatening to slide inside, but
backed off.  I nearly gave myself up at that point.  I nearly begged him to
fuck me.  Can you imagine begging your own father to fuck you?  Yep, still
a freak here.

   He guided me back to bed then and I was left to once again bring myself
to orgasm and ponder how I might go that one step further.  I had one final
plan.

   Mum returned the following day and I wondered whether I would actually
have a chance of getting away with my last ditch plan.

   After dinner on Christmas Eve, I put out a glass of milk and a plate of
cookies for Santa.  Mum laughed and shook her head, making jokes about
little girls that never grow up.

   "If she saw my gift for Santa she'd know I grew up," I joked quietly to
Dad so that she couldn't hear me.  He nearly fell of his seat and I laughed
out loud.

   We said our goodnights and Mum joked that I'd better not sleepwalk
tonight just in case I scared Santa off and he didn't leave any presents. I
assured her that just in case I did sleepwalk, I'd be sure to wear
something that wouldn't scare him away.  Dad's eyes popped with his
understanding of what I meant.

   I put the corset and thong on and hopped into bed, only then realising
that the boning meant that it was actually pretty unlikely that I'd sleep
at all.  After trying all sorts of positions on the bed, I gave up and took
it off.  I set my alarm for the middle of the night and tried to sleep.  It
didn't come easily as I sat there wondering if my plan would actually work.

   When my alarm buzzed underneath my pillow and woke me, I put the corset
back on and crept out to the living room where the tree had been set up.  I
arranged myself so that I was sitting in front of the coffee table where
the milk and cookies were, lay my head beside them and then turned on the
TV.  I hoped that Dad would be the one to come out because if Mum did it
would be very weird.

   Fortunately, Dad must have taken on board the clues I'd dropped about
what I was wearing for Santa, because when hands stared to lift me from the
floor, they were large and strong.  It was definitely Dad.  I felt myself
scooped up into his arms and carried from the room.  It was disappointing
because I had expected him to have a bit of fun, but figured that he must
be being cautious with Mum home.  That sucked.

   He carried me to my bed and deposited me there.  Then he started
touching me.  Just when I expected him to abandon me, he started fondling
me.  My pussy came alive as his fingers touched and teased around the
thong. He played with my tits a little, but the corset made it a bit tricky
and apparently he wasn't up to the challenge of removing it.

   His fingers delved into my pussy though and slid in and out.  The bed in
my room at home is an ensemble and sits quite high off the floor.  It means
that when a man stands beside it, his cock is at the perfect height to
suck. I let my head loll toward him so that it would be an easy thing for
him to do.  Dad must have noticed because I felt his cock brush against my
lips.  I parted them enough for him to slide his dick into my mouth.  He
rocked back and forth, sliding in and out.  I could feel it getting harder
the longer he fucked my mouth.  I was in heaven, but it wasn't enough.  I
let my hand brush his wrist and then grabbed it gently.  He stood stock
still, shocked by the movement.  Gently I pulled him toward the bed, still
pretending to sleepwalk.  It was pushing things, I knew, but I couldn't
think of any other way.  When he resisted, I used two hands, pulling in an
ungainly and somewhat lazy way, trying to do it like I would if I were
truly asleep.  Dad had seen me do some crazy things whilst sleepwalking so
I hoped that he wouldn't think too hard about it.

   I think his desire must have stopped him from over-thinking it, because
he climbed onto the bed.  I felt a knee depress the bed on one side of me
and then the other on the far side.  He was straddling me, his thighs
touching my waist.  He went to move to the other side of me, but I
'sleepily' stopped him, putting my arms around him and hugging him loosely.
I felt him come down toward me, the weight of his body pressed against me.
I could feel his hard cock through the corset, digging into my stomach.  I
wondered how to get him to move it to between my legs.  I hadn't come up
with a plan when he did move to the other side of me.  I wanted to scream
in frustration.  His fingers traced the lace patterns of the corset or
followed the lines of the boning as he kept touching me.

   I thought back to when I'd first taken advantage of Grant.  I rolled
toward him, letting one leg flop over his body, trapping his erect cock
between us, my hand going to his chest.  Then I went for broke.  I moved on
top of him.  He lay perfectly still.  He was so still that I could only
imagine that he must have been torn about what to do.  I straddled him like
he had me, only I had his cock trapped against my pussy.  I hung my head as
if still sleeping and kept my breathing regular and steady, my face hidden
by my hair.  I gently ground against his cock, feeling the pressure on my
wet pussy.  Dad just lay there.  I think he was in shock.  I kept moving
against him, loving how hard he was and wishing he was inside me.  When I
felt him thrust up toward me a little, I knew I had to have more.  I cursed
myself for having put the thong on.  It would have been so much easier
without it.

   I went for broke.  I dropped my chest down against his and as sleepily
as I could manage, reached back between my legs to pull the thong to one
side.  I rocked my whole body forward until the head of his cock was
between my legs, then grabbed it and guided it as I moved back.  I felt it
press against my lips for a brief moment before they parted and it slipped
inside.

   Dad groaned.  I worked my way down his cock with subtle wiggles and
squirms.  It was amazing!  I had my father's cock in my pussy.  I lay
there, not game to do much more.  I couldn't imagine that Dad would believe
I was asleep if I started fucking him the way I wanted to.  I wanted to
bounce up and down.  I wanted to squat over him and ride his cock hard.  I
wanted to feel him explode inside me.  I just lay there though, moving a
bit, rocking, but nothing exuberant.

   I'm not sure how long Dad lay there with his cock inside me because I
couldn't exactly check my watch.  It wasn't for as long as I'd have liked
though.  He gave a couple of thrusts here and there.  Each time he did I
hoped he'd go for more.  He stopped though and gently rolled me to one
side. He tucked me back into bed and left.

   I nearly wished him Merry Christmas on his way out the room, but decided
that maybe that was a step further than I was willing to take just then. 
Maybe I should be satisfied that I'd managed to get his cock, Dad's cock
inside me.  How freaking awesome!

   Anyway, it's Christmas Day now and I have to go out and share the day
with Mum and Dad, all the while not letting on that I have any clue what
happened last night.  I wonder if Dad will give anything away.

   Until next time diary ...

   licks and kisses,

   nikki
   EN