This is the third entry in my Sleepwalker Diaries. I highly recommend that you read the first two parts to see how we got this far.
licks and kisses,
nikki
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Dear Diary, what can I say but hang on to your binding. Ever since this whole dirty, kinky, crazy adventure started I've known that it was only a matter of time before it came out in the open. I mean, seriously, how long can you pretend to be asleep and ride up and down on your brother's cock in the middle of the night? At some point a girl gets so horny that keeping quiet simply isn't an option.
Before I get too far down that track though, let me tell you how it all happened.
As you know, I went home because of my sleep walking and the first time was completely innocent on my part. Of course the innocence didn't last (you already know I'm a dirty bitch) and eventually I fucked Grant. Then we both moved out here, me for work, Grant for school.
Early on Grant didn't have many friends and it was just the two of us in the house. He's here to keep me from doing anything completely stupid when I sleep walk (like try and drive the car or light the stove) and because he's doing that he gets the benefit of Mum and Dad paying the rent. I don't mind that bit either! I pay my share, but if he wasn't here I'd be paying the whole lot.
It all started well enough, but being Grant's first time living out of home I had to teach him a few facts of life. Toilet seats go down, toilets get cleaned, washing doesn't do itself and there's sure as hell no ironing fairy. We took it in turns to cook, which may not have been the best choice. It will work in the long run, but let's just say that some of his early efforts had me thinking that perhaps I would have been better off doing it all. I think its fair to say that we both looked forward to my cooking night! I have introduced him to the concept of vegetables again, even if they are the frozen variety.
We have separate rooms of course. I sleep with my door closed but Grant sleeps with his open. He says that the noise of my door opening is enough to alert him to the fact that I'm sleepwalking so that he can react in time to stop me from doing anything too crazy. I think he just likes me visiting.
I waited a bit after we moved in before I deliberately did anything and as it turned out, the first time that I sleepwalked for real I only went and turned the television on. Grant came out to get me and was faced with the dilemma of waking me up and sending me back to bed or trying to navigate me there somehow whilst asleep. He went for option 2 but after a few failed attempts to move me, woke me up.
I was dazed and confused, but thanked him when I made it back to my room and had worked out what was going on.
The next time I sleepwalked he woke up when I left my room. He scrambled out of bed and followed me, watching with amusement as I started fumbling about in my pyjamas trying to make a sandwich. He stopped me before I ate it, which was lucky given the hideous combination of ingredients I'd pulled from the refrigerator and slapped onto the bread.
Those two incidents happened within days of each other. We were talking over breakfast the day after the sandwich incident and Grant suggested that maybe the fact that we weren't at home any more might mean that I wouldn't be kicking him out of his bed from now on. I studied his face, trying to discern if he knew that I had been faking some of the time or not, but couldn't convince myself either way.
I thought that if I went in to his too soon after the discussion, it would be too suspicious. I was getting frustrated. I mean I wanted nothing more than to ride my brother's cock again, or better yet whenever I wanted, but it seemed like events kept conspiring against me.
It was taken out of my hands. Only two nights after the sandwich incident, I woke up in his bed. I had no memory of what had happened, but as always, my pussy was wet. It was so strange to think that I must have done something, or that he had done something to arouse me and I really had no idea what it was. I found out later of course, but at the time ... nothing. I later found out that I didn't have sex with him and that he didn't fuck me, but he did touch me all over and masturbated while looking at my naked body.
Three days after that I was determined to have his cock in my pussy but once again missed out. It was a bit of a weird one though.
I had been out with friends and had a few drinks. Grant had been at home studying and apparently, for a bit of tension relief, had watched some porn on a DVD that he'd bought. I didn't know it when I went to bed, but that night I sleepwalked my way into the small living room and apparently sat down and started watching his DVD.
The noise of a girl screaming in orgasm on the television woke Grant and he came out to find me sitting in front of his porn. He'd forgotten to take it out of the player and I'd managed to start watching it! Apparently I was topless, wearing just my pyjama bottoms and nothing else.
Grant tells me that he sat down next to me and started to play with my tits. I didn't react a whole lot other than to squirm around on my seat a little. He bent his head and sucked the nipples and after a while, stood up and exposed himself. He stood in front of me cautiously, wondering if blocking the view of the TV would cause any dramas. Apparently it didn't. He stroked his cock and moved the tip of it across my lips. They parted before him and he happily slid his rapidly hardening dick into his sister's mouth.
Fancy sitting topless, asleep and having your brother sliding his cock in and out of your mouth. It quite possibly freaks you out, but it turns me on. He wanted to fuck me. He said that even after having wanked himself to orgasm while I was out, he was horny as buggery. Apparently watching the por had stoked his desire considerably. He tried to wiggle me out of my panties, but couldn't manage to move me enough to do so without fear of me waking. In the end he fucked my mouth to the point of orgasm and then unloaded himself into the boxers that he'd been wearing when he went to bed.
He was about to wake me up when he realised he was naked. Instead he headed back to his room, discarding the cum filled boxers and grabbed a clean pair before coming back to wake me up.
It turned out that my pyjama top had been discarded back in my bedroom so I was topless when he woke me. He hadn't even turned off the DVD or the TV and so I was woken up sitting on the couch in front of two girls tangled together in a 69 with my nipples hard and erect.
'You have to wake up Nikki,' he was saying, shaking my shoulder.
It took me a while to work out what the hell was going on, especially because the sight of the two girls having so much fun together turned me on more and more as I realised what it was. When I turned to Grant, his cock was already starting to show signs of arousal.
'Nikki, you were sleepwalking,' he explained, his eyes flicking down to my tits.
"Oh shit, really? I was watching porn?' I asked laughing.
'Yeah, you're the most awesome sister ever,' he said.
'Wait, where did I get the porn from?' I asked.
'Oh um, I left it in the player by mistake,' he explained, clearly embarrassed.
