1. Sleepwalker


    Date: 9/18/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Incest, Male/Female, Author: Mystic47, Rating: 94.7, Source: sexstories.com

    How far has this gone?” I turned all that information into charts and graphs labeled with before activities, event, date and post activities. As she watched I merged the dates chart over the activities and events charts and a pattern emerged. Tara looked at the converging information then started to turn red “Are you sure this is right? You didn't fuck with it just to screw with me?” I shook my head, “That's right out of your book; I set this up line for line from what you wrote. What do you see?” I asked her. She studied my monitor for a few moments then revealed “Most of my sleepwalking happens on important dates, at least important to us,” she pointed to the laptop screen, “there's our birthdays, mom and dad's birthdays and anniversary, Christmas, 4th of July, Thanksgiving, all the biggies are here. Look here,” she pointed, “aren't these grandma and grandpa's birthdays too? All four of them.” she said in awe. “Altogether that's 16 days in the year when we get together and celebrate something, that's about right for your once or twice a month habit.” Tara got excited, animated as she pointed out the pattern, “Every year, it's the same! I do this stuff right after we have a family thing! Look at it Todd, there's a goddamn pattern!” She threw her arms around me and hugged me tight, laughing in relief that she had finally seen at least part of the problem. “There is a motherfucking pattern!” she shouted with glee toward the ceiling. She lowered her head to face me, kissed me ...
    quickly, delightedly on the lips, “Give me another shot of tequila” she demanded, wonderment sparkling in her deep blue eyes. We went to the kitchen and opened another beer then bolted two shots of Blue Agave. My sister was agitated with joy that we had seen at least a pattern to her somnambulism. “Let's go back, I want to see if we can figure out what causes me to do this now. You think we can?” “Everything you put in your book is there, you might find something.” “Everything?” she looked a little sheepish. “Yes dear, even the sexy stuff.” It didn't take long to decipher the series of events that coincided with her sleepwalks. There was a sexual component. Her translated notes showed that Tara had most of her night walking episodes after some sort of sexual adventure. A few times after she had sex with a guy but even more when she took care of herself; by that I mean masturbation. Some of her sleepwalking didn't have a sexual trigger but the majority did, maybe 75 percent. “So what we are looking at,” she observed, “goes something like this: We have a get together for a family celebration, then after that I have sex or get myself off then I fix my hair in the middle of the night.” “Something like that.” Tara's focused on a distant spot over my shoulder and asked almost to herself, “I do sex stuff more than 16 times a year, why only after those days?” “I don't know but you've been consistent.” She stood up and went to my window and watched the park across the street. “It's ...
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