Night Moves
Introduction:
I was ashamed to admit that the only way I could get in a bed with a girl was to creep around like a thief in the night to my own unknowing sister. I convinced myself that she and I both wanted and needed the closeness because of our outcast status in school. In the house, in the bed, I didn’t feel spurned, I felt like I was with a good friend, someone who cared; that she was asleep and unaware of me didn’t matter.
I turned away from her and sat slowly down, putting my butt on the edge of the mattress. The bed dipped with my weight until I was sitting fully. She didn’t move, she didn’t wake. I twisted around and ever so carefully eased back until I was on my back with my feet still on the floor. Encouraged by her uninterrupted sleep I lifted first one leg then the second until I was lying on the edge of her bed. My heart was tripping a million miles an hour, my boner ached. I turned my head to look at the back of hers, I looked at the long dark hair strung over her pillow then my eyes traveled down her back, over her butt and along the shape of her legs under the covers. I put a hand in my shorts and caressed my aching erection which caused an involuntary tremor to shake the bed. She felt the shift and moved, changing position by rolling to her back. Her right leg was lying against my left side, one hand flopped across my stomach. I fought the urge to cum in my shorts.
I stayed next to her for ten minutes holding my breath the entire time. Finally the pressure in my balls got too strong and I slipped off the bed then back to my own room where I fucked my fist, blowing my nuts into a t-shirt. The next morning after breakfast she caught me as we were getting ready for school “I had a weird dream last night, I dreamed that we were like homeless and sleeping together on an old mattress.”
“Oh wow, that’s totally fucking gross. You’re my big sister, being in a bed with you would totally freak me out.”
She was four months shy of eighteen, I was well over sixteen. Neither my sister nor I would ever be part of the in-crowd at school, the clique of pretty and handsome young women and men who had no room in their lives for anyone like my sister and me. We were the dictionary definition of homely. Both she and I had long triangular faces, high freckled foreheads that narrowed to sharp pointed chins. The most prominent feature on my sister’s face was the shotgun pattern of freckles across her cheeks, the dull brown spots matched the color of her hair and eyes perfectly. I sported a short fat nose and pouty lips that looked out of place on my narrow face. Even our names, Nadine and Elvin, caused derisive comments and scorn from the social elite. Not only were we unappealing to the others in school, we were also newcomers. Our family had moved from Tampa Florida to a much smaller mid-west city when our father got a major promotion. The only thing my sister and I enjoyed was the influx of money and possessions from our father’s job and generosity. Since we had moved my sister and I were forced by our isolation to become friends and allies.
Two weeks after my foray to her bed Nadine came into the house crying, ranting mad and totally distraught. I asked her what was wrong and she came back with “Do you ever talk to any of the beautiful people at school? Do they ever talk to you? Those three fucking blonde cunts in Morgan’s class decided to give me hell today because I don’t look like them! They called me skinny, they called me Nate, not Nadine because they said I have no hips or tits. Patty, the leader said that if I was a dog I’d be homeless because nobody would want something that had a face like this……” my sister took off her thick glasses and started to cry. I felt bad for her, I emphasized with her because I had to take the same bullying crap from the guys at school. I also didn’t understand why they would be picking on her because of her body, she looked pretty damn nice to me. Maybe she didn’t have a D cup bra or a Barbie waist but she was shaped as well as many of the hot girls in our school.
Nadine was a senior and she swore that as soon as she graduated and turned eighteen she was headed back to Tampa and her friends. I had a year longer in school but I was also making plans for fleeing the nest, I dreamed of attending a big-name University somewhere in New England, any one of the several Ivy League schools established long before our country became a nation. Maybe I wasn’t handsome, but I could use my brain.
Three weeks after my first late night incursion to my sister’s room I did it again. I was ashamed to admit that the only way I could get in a bed with a girl was to creep around like a thief in the night to my own unknowing sister but my hormone soaked mind eased my perverted thoughts, assuaged my guilt by distorting my motives. I convinced myself that she and I both wanted and needed the closeness because of our outcast status in school. In the house, in the bed, I didn’t feel spurned, I felt like I was with a good friend, someone who cared; that she was asleep and unaware of me didn’t matter.
She was on her stomach, pillow cradled in her arms, legs angled apart. The crumpled blanket covered her back and one leg. Nadine’s other leg was bent at the knee, lying free of the cover, her night gown rode high on her thigh. I stood next to my somnolent sister staring at the naked leg and began to shiver, my cock became an obelisk in moments. I stepped to the end of her bed for a better angle, hoping the blanket was loose enough that I could see the junction of her legs. My erection was throbbing when my eyes adjusted to the shadows under the blanket and I realized I was looking at her panties. My knees turned to water and I had to suppress the strong impulse to cum in my shorts. I stood in the dark, at the end of my sister’s bed and stared at her leg and underwear, my body was shaking so hard I didn’t dare get onto the bed with her, she would have woken for sure. My teen aged balls were aching with a need for relief so after about five minutes of blood stirring fantasies I had to leave her room.
I didn’t get much sleep that night, my libido kept me awake and active, I jacked off two times with the vision of Nadine’s cloth shielded crotch running through my mind. The next morning I couldn’t keep my eyes off her ass. She was wearing tight jeans that hugged the firm roundness of her butt and every time I checked her, my nuts shivered.
I felt dirty, guilty and depraved so I managed to suppress my immoral urges for six more nights but my sister’s ass was a magnet for me so by the end of a week my self-erected defenses crumbled and my sexual depravity again controlled me. It was close to one in the morning when I crept to her room.
She was under the blanket, this time on her back, arms akimbo over her head, legs splayed wide. The thin cover molded around her body like it was form fitted, every curve, every bump, every dip was on erotic display. I could only stand in the dim light and stare at her body and the longer I stood the more transparent the material became and in moments she was naked in my imagination. My eyes were drawn to the center of her being, the cause of my lust. I could make out the blurred outline where her pussy hair started on her groin then followed the curve of her body over a slight rise then down between her legs. I grabbed my hardened cock and began pulling on it as I stood beside my sleeping sister. I wanted to get on the bed with her again, I wanted to feel the nearness of a girl’s body so I eased to the side of the bed and again sat carefully, slowly so she wouldn’t feel the shift. My erection was standing tall from my groin, the front of my robe tented. As I laid back my heart was hammering so fast I could feel the mattress shaking under me, the sound of blood rushing through my ears was deafening. A few seconds after I was on my back beside Nadine she stirred; she mumbled something behind closed lips then rolled to her side, away from me. She clutched her pillow and bent her ass back until it pressed against my hip, I almost jumped out of bed because I thought she had woken up and was going to freak on me. I lay tense, ready for flight but she didn’t roll over and confront me. After about of a minute of not breathing I began to relax again, my cock which had softened in terror began to grow anew.
I turned my head and looked at the tangle of her hair, the line of her shoulder and back to where her hip curved up then down her thigh. My pulse was thudding heavily and I reached for my cock again. Slowly I turned to my side, facing her, careful not to let any part of me touch her. I was cooking hot in my robe so I pulled it apart to cool off, my nakedness was now just inches from my sister. I felt a pressure in the shaft of my erection, my balls were solid as stones. I knew I had to get away from the girl because even though she was my older sibling, I was ready to violate her, to feel her, to press my cock on her ass. Reluctantly I eased from the bed and as my weight came off it, Nadine shifted again, rolling to her back once more.
When I opened her door a small spill of light lit the room dimly, I took a last look at Nadine and my mind froze in shock; she was looking at me. I shook my head and strained harder to see her then saw that her eyes were closed. Without her glasses the dark liner around her lids made them look open in the low light. Even though she didn’t see me, it took ten minutes to get my shakes under control. I was afraid to face my sister the next day because even though she was asleep and the dark was playing with my vision, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that she knew I’d been in her bed. Nadine acted completely normal and over time my nerves calmed.
My rational mind wasn’t working, the brain in my head wasn’t thinking right; the brainless head of my cock was controlling my motives so within days I was headed back to my sister’s room. I felt bolder, more confident in my nefarious activities because I’d been to bed with Nadine without her knowing three times. I carried a hand towel because I was determined to masturbate while I lay beside her, I figured I could do it without alerting her.
I lifted the sheet to slide onto the bed next to Nadine and grunted in surprise as a bolt of lightning shocked my nuts. She was lying on her back —- naked. I almost fell to the floor when my knees turned to jelly, I stopped breathing, I dropped the towel. I stood there forever holding the sheet high staring at her body, the firm round tits, her flat smooth, stomach and the nest of hair over her sex. My cock which had been half hard when I started for her room exploded to porn star status in seconds. Once the shock of seeing a female nude for the first time in my life waned, I lowered the blanket and turned to leave, there was no way in hell I was going to lay down with her in that condition. That moment of stupidity quickly drowned in a flood of hormones that crashed into my blood, there was no way in hell I was going to waste this opportunity. I returned to the bed, picked up the blanket and ever so carefully went to lie next to my nude sister.
The bed was shaking from the crashing of my heart, my cock was spitting lubrication and when I grabbed it in my fist, it was slick from throbbing knob to my aching balls. I stroked myself slowly while watching Nadine sleep beside me. I’d dropped the towel when I saw her but didn’t pick it up again and the longer I lay beside her masturbating the less it mattered that I didn’t have it; as the pressure mounted, as semen filled my erection I rolled to my side facing her. I decided blow my load on her skin and I didn’t give a damn what she would think in the morning.
My stomach cramped, my cock convulsed and the first pressurized gush of cum splashed on Nadine’s hip. The second landed higher leaving a trail of thick milky fluid across her stomach and pubic hair. The next three shots covered my sister from bellybutton to the top of her crack.
I stared at the white viscous globs of my discharge pooling on her skin and began to feel terror. I had let my hormones control me and now if Nadine wasn’t completely brain dead, she would discover what I had done when she woke. I crawled from her bed ashamed; afraid.
I stayed in my room the next morning until dad roared at me to get up and ready for school. I hoped against all hope that my sister had already left the house but when I showed my face she said with all normalcy “Hurry up, we’ll be late for school” she was waiting to walk with me. In the fifteen minutes we walked we had our normal morning conversation. It was our regular trip to school and I began to wonder if she even realized that she had my cum on her when she got up. As the day passed my trepidation faded and by dinner I guessed that I had gotten away with jacking off all over Nadine. By the time I went to bed my world was right. I resolved not to repeat my salacious act but I wasn’t feeling guilt any more.
I woke up with something covering my face, my breath was hot, I was suffocating. I grabbed to remove the blanket but as I came more awake I realized I was feeling terrycloth, a towel. I pulled it off and my eyes opened to look directly into Nadine’s face. “You left this in my room last night, I used it to clean your goddamn mess off me” she growled as she held the towel up and showed me the spots of crusted cum. “That’s pretty fucking gross what you did.” My heart stopped beating, my eyes widened with fright, I tried to become invisible as she stared down on me and continued “What the hell were you thinking? Did you think I’m so fucking numb or clueless that I don’t know you come to my room at night?”
She knew I’d been to her bed!? Nadine let me absorb her words then added an explanation “I’m a light sleeper, I woke up every time you came in but I didn’t expect you to jack off all over me, I almost slugged you when I felt you squirt on my tummy.”
I was quiet but my head buzzed with thoughts, she didn’t seem mad, she wasn’t yelling, she admitted she was awake every time but she never said anything to let me know. She didn’t say anything to stop me from sneaking into her room. “What are you going to do?” I asked quietly, knowing that payback was inevitable.
My older sister stood from the bed and pulled her night gown up and off then dropped it to the floor as she said “You are probably the only boy I know who thinks about sex with me, move over.” The fear that had squeezed my chest morphed instantly to lust as I stared at her nakedness. She smiled down, lifted my blanket and saw that I was wearing briefs “Take them off” she directed. She pulled the blanket to the end of the bed while I lifted my ass and shed my underwear. Nadine sat beside me then watched my limp dick become an erection. When it was full grown she laid at my side on her back and said quietly into my ear “Let’s do it”
Just those words alone almost caused my nuts to rip open. I turned over then suspended my body over her, she spread her legs, adjusted her ass on the bed then looked between us at my stiff cock. I was shaking so hard my erection was bouncing and I poked at her three times, succeeding only in smearing the clear globs of lube in her pubic hair. Nadine reached for me and held it against her body while I pressed into the tight hot tenderness between her legs, that was the first time since I was a baby that anybody except me had touched my cock. She had me in a firm grip while she moved it until she found the right place for me. I pushed down into her until she hissed lightly and pressed on my stomach urging me back out. She rubbed the end of my erection up and down her body slit, smearing our body oils together then rolled her hips and pulled me back. I thrust into my sister several times going deeper each time until my groin bumped hers then stopped moving. She pulled her hand from between us and whispered “Hold still, let me get used to this.”
My blood was beginning to boil, I was getting hot, I was shaking like a leaf in in storm as I looked into Nadine’s smiling eyes then at the tits rising from her chest. My nuts were aching with an instantaneous buildup of pressure and my cock began to flex in the hot velvet tunnel of Nadine’s body. I rolled my hips causing my erection to pull out then plunged down again. Nadine sipped a light breath then began to undulate lightly as I started to fuck her. I was pretty sure she’d never had sex before so I was a little surprised when she took me so readily, she didn’t yelp with pain like I’d heard girls do their first time.
That made me think maybe my hard-on was too little to hurt her, that my unappealing looks and nature extended to that most important part of me. Was having a little prick another trait girls could sense? No fucking wonder petty girls hung out with jocks and studs. As I fucked my sister I began to think I was a dickless wonder doomed to have girls who had no other choice. When my sister acknowledged that I was the only boy that wanted to fuck her, was she giving in to the fact that she and I were misfits and would only find sexual relief with the other? She didn’t have a choice, I didn’t have a choice. The two social outcasts had finally figured out their place in the hierarchy of the school and that place for me was between Nadine’s legs.
I could feel the end of my erection swelling, ballooning, ready to burst when Nadine grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down and held me tight. My chest was mashed on her tits and I could feel her fingernails digging into my skin. She gasped deeply then started to moan quietly as she banged her hips rapidly against me, I felt her pussy get hotter and slipperier. I jammed my cock into Nadine hard enough to move her up the bed and for the first time in my life felt the exquisite pain of ejaculating into a girl.
We were side by side rasping for cooling air, saying nothing, doing nothing. Gradually, as our bodies cooled and our breathing became normal Nadine rolled to face me and propped up on an elbow. She looked at me from toes to face then reached across and put her fingers around my half stiff prick. She squeezed a bubble of cum from it then said “I didn’t think it would fit in me, it’s a lot bigger than my brush handle, and I never thought I could get off like that, I always thought I would spend my life using hot dogs or something.” She paused for a deep breath then finished, “God that felt good.” She leaned to me and kissed me on the cheek. I rolled to my side facing her and pulled her down until we were face to face on my pillow, when I focused on her eyes I saw delight, love, acceptance; and more desire. I kissed my older sister on the lips and as she reached between my legs I put a hand over her breast.
I didn’t need any of the beautiful people, I had Nadine.
