1. Sleepwalker


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

    almost dark, let's take a walk, I need to think.” We walked; she crooked her arm in mine as we ambled through the park. It was quiet, serene almost, the longer we stayed there the less tense my sister grew, I could feel the tightness fading with the weakening sun. She talked the whole time, mostly to herself, a one sided conversation as she tried to analyze the information I had put together. As her mind wrestled with the problems and facts I was working on my own. I kept thinking about what she did to trigger her events. She had some form of sex before she did her hair at midnight. But only after a family event. What the hell did it all mean? What was the common factor? What was the definitive trigger? I stopped my sister beside a tree and turned to her “What do you fantasize when you do yourself, what do you think about when you have sex?” “Jesus Todd, don't you think that's a little too personal? I'm not going to tell you that.” She was turning red. “Alright, you don't have to say but think about it; maybe whatever is running around your head when your hormones are in charge has something to do with all this. Remember, this is a glitch in your head so what you think may cause this.” Tara was beet red in the face when she left me standing. We didn't get any more done that night. Tara didn't want to share her fantasies with me so she went home. I looked at the computer a little longer but it was stuck in my mind, something she thought about while turned on set up her night ...
    walks. She called me three days later. “Can I come over?” “Sure, you want to work on your problem again?” She answered quietly “I think I know what sets me off, but it's so private I would never tell anybody, I wouldn't even put it in my journal and you know I didn't hold back any secrets there.” “So do you want to tell me or you want to find a work around?” My sister paused, “I don't know what I want yet but I need to face you when I say it, that's why I'm coming over, to see how you react.” I was mystified. Why was she being so dramatic? After everything I read in her diary I couldn't imagine what deep dark secret she needed to share. “Okay, Kerry dumped me a couple of days ago, I'm not going anywhere.” She came in an hour later and hung a light sweater on a hook by the door. It was a hot day and she was dressed for the weather. My sister was wearing a pair of white ass hugging summer shorts that went only two or three inches down her thighs from the crotch. A brief tank top covered her bra-less tits but stopped short of her bellybutton so she was bare skin from mid-stomach to hips. The white shirt was decorated with the Olympic Rings; the end rings circled the nipples of her tits, blue on the right, red to the left. Double strap sandals adorned her feet, her thick hair was done in a casual ponytail. The first words out of her mouth were “Sorry about your girlfriend ditching you, she shouldn't have done that.” “Doesn't matter, we tried to like each other but it wouldn't have ...
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