Mark woke with a start. The scream still lingered in the air. Sitting up, he swung his legs out of bed and went down the hall to his little sister's room. He could still hear her whimpers as he lightly knocked on the door.
"Julie?" he called.
Since she did not answer other than a scared groan, Mark opened the door and looked into the dark room. Julie was laying in her bed, though the sheet had curled around her in such a way that she could not move. A whimper of anguish escaped her, as she fought her nightmare.
"D-dad, mom, please... Please don't leave... Please...!" Julie whimpered and trashed around in the bed, caught in the sheet.
Mark sat on the edge of the bed, flicked on the bedside light and shook her shoulder lightly.
"Julie, wake up," he said.
With a start she sat up and they nearly bumped their heads together. Her cheeks were wet with tears and her hair was a big mess from all the tossing and turning she had done.
"Mark, it really did happen. They are never coming back. Th-they... they..." she did not seem to be able to finish the sentence.
Mark pulled her into his embrace and let her sob her anguish out between halting breaths. Silent tears also ran down his cheeks. After a while, the tears ebbed out, the siblings sat in the bed, just holding on to each other.
"We're good, Julie. They left us the house fully paid for and our college fund is taking care of paying for our classes. I know it is not like having them here but even now they are still taking care of us," Mark said.
She pulled away a little to look up into his eyes. He smiled down at her and kissed the last tear a way.
"We have each other, right Sis?"
He had not meant it as a question, but he did want to know that she knew it too.
"Of course we do," Julie reassured him as she caressed his cheek, "Please hold me, Mark. I need you close tonight."
He only hesitated a moment, then he unwrapped his sister from the sheet, so he could lie down behind Julie, with his arms wrapped around her.
Mark had not planned on this, so the only thing he was wearing was a pair of black boxers. Julie's silky hip length nightshirt inched up over her butt when she pressed back against him and revealed her lacy panties.
Reaching behind him, Mark switched off the light and Julie cuddled closer and sighed in contentment. There did not go many minutes before she gave in to her exhaustion and fell asleep, safe in her brother's arms.
The feeling of the silky nightshirt she had on sent a guilty pleasure through Mark, as he spooned his little sister. Their legs caressed each other. Hers silky smooth, where as his were as most other men's were.
He suppressed his involuntary arousal with a sigh and tried to go to sleep too.
While waiting to fall asleep, all the things that had happen the last week went through his head. From the freak storm out on the bay, which caused the boating accident and their parents' death on their anniversary, to the funeral tomorrow and the reading of the will afterwards. With those gloomy thoughts he finally fell asleep.
***
Julie's dream was not quite as peaceful as her brother would have hoped. She did not have a nightmare, but a simmering arousal had made it into her dream.
**
She was in a wheat field with the hot summer sun baking down on her body. Running naked between the straws Julie felt them whipping against her legs when she moved by. The need to reach something was paramount and spurred her onwards in the hope that he would not catch her. Though the further in field she went the more caught she felt.
She heard footsteps behind her just a few seconds before she was tackle to the ground. The heat from his lean, hard body sent hers soaring higher than ever before. His firm hold, the small adjustments he made every time she moved made her feel secure, safe and free in an oddly arousing way.
Restlessly she move against him. Grinding her butt up against his hardness, making him gasp in her ear. He kneed her legs apart, and Julie felt him reach from behind down to her slippery wet core. His other hand plucked one of her nipples, sending heat and pleasure straight to her clitoris, making it throb with her fast heartbeat. When his fingers found the entrance to her pussy she moaned aloud as she gasped her climax out.
**
With pleasure soaring through her body she woke up as she arched her back against Mark. The pleasure was so blindingly intense that she at first did not think about who must have made her reach her orgasm. Julie's small fingers could normally not induce such a wonderful pleasure but now that her desire had woken, she wanted, no, she needed more from where it had come.
***
Mark woke up with a start, for the second time that night. He was halfway laying on top of Julie, pressing her down into the mattress with his weight. With one hand under her silken nightshirt, he held one of her firm breast by the nipple, his other hand was playing with her pussy from behind, inside her panties.
His raging hard on had wet his boxers with pre-come and it was pushing against the waistband. It wanted to get out and like a scent hound smelling a bitch in heat, it wanted in her wet, tight pussy with such an uncontrollable desire that he shook from it.
The familiar scent of his sister's shampoo filled his nose, mingled with the scent of aroused woman, making it harder for him to resist the female body grinding back against his hard cock.
"Mmh..."
The pleasurable moan that escaped Julie spurred him on and when her slender hands reached down and pushed her panties away Mark helped her to pull them all the way off. However, that did not seem to be enough for Julie, because she started to pull down his boxers too. With those out of the way and with a little adjustment Mark had his cock sliding between her slippery wet pussy lips. Up and down he grinded his dick from her opening to her quivering clitoris and back again, spreading her moisture over him and making them both ready.
"Mark, please don't tease... please!" Julie moaned as she lifted her butt higher against his grinding hips.
"Shh... I'll take care of you," he said, made a final adjustment and pressed his cock into her slippery wet pussy.
She let out a muffled cry into the pillow as his cock slid all the way inside. In shock, he froze.
"Julie, please don't tell me you're a virgin?" he said.
"I-I was. Please don't be mad at me," she begged.
