I woke with a pleasant winter sun beaming through the curtains. I stretched and revelled in the magic of Christmas Day as a slow dawning of realisation swept over me while I remembered the events of the previous night. I smiled to myself with all the telltale signs of a man who had just got laid.
I shifted slightly in my warm cosy bed and noticed the hardness of my erection pressing into the soft material of my duvet. Waves of pleasure rolled through me as I immediately took it into my hand and massaged the skin. Visions of the previous night flooded my mind and a tingle of satisfaction struck through the tip of my penis as I realised I would still be covered in the dried cum of my sister.
The fresh memory of Leah undulating her tight body on top of me as she worked her way through a powerful orgasm was taking the forefront of my mind. It felt so great to finally get the beautiful girl back in my arms while I enjoyed the heat and wetness of her body. The moment I had ejaculated into her was one of the best feelings I had ever experienced. Pre-cum was now dripping from my penis as I realised I was close to coming.
There was a quiet knock on my bedroom door and I quickly straightened my covers. Without waiting for an answer, the object of my desires slipped into my room. Her hair was a little messy; maybe a mixture of bed hair and sex hair. I noted how hot she looked in just a red crop top and very short black shorts. There was no bra and her nipples were poking through the material; something that would have been inappropriate had we not seen each other naked only eight hours earlier. She smiled as she saw my sleepy face and sauntered over to my bed.
"Hey you," she said cheerily.
"Hey yourself," I replied gruffly, still finding my morning voice.
"Sleep well?"
"Very well. How did you sleep?"
"I had some very interesting dreams," she smiled.
"Oh yeah? What happened in these dreams."
"Well let's just say that you were in them," she said as she poked me in the chest and used it as an excuse to keep her hand on my skin.
"I was just thinking about you," I admitted.
"All good thoughts I hope," she whispered as she drew in closer, moving her fingers across the fine hairs on my chest.
"Oh they were good all right," I smiled, thinking about how much I wanted Leah to touch me lower down.
Leah seemed to read my mind and glanced down at my body. She gently nudged the duvet cover away to see the top of my erection and smiled wickedly.
"That looks nice," she said whilst staring at it.
"It would look nicer with your hand on it," I said bravely. Despite having sex last night, I was still unsure how much I could get away with saying.
"I agree with you," she smiled. "But mum is waiting for us downstairs."
"Oh," I said, a little crestfallen.
"Come on. You might get something later if you are lucky. I'm going to start treating my big brother much better from now on."
She gave me a sultry kiss on the lips and bounced out of the room, leaving me smiling like an idiot. The frostiness of the last few months had well and truly thawed.
*****
I made my way downstairs slowly, taking quite some time to get my erection under control. By the time I arrived in the living room, my dad was sipping on his morning coffee, trying not to look grumpy while Leah and mum were sifting through the various presents that had been collected over the last month.
"Here's one of yours," Leah said happily as she threw it at me.
"Careful! It could be delicate," mum said.
"Don't be silly. It's a pair of jeans. He's needed some new ones for ages," Leah said knowingly.
I opened my present and it was indeed a pair of jeans. I rolled my eyes at my sister, but eventually smiled.
"This is so sexy," Leah gushed as she pulled a dress from the torn wrapping paper of her first present.
"Did you have to get her such a nice dress, Mary," Jim groaned at his wife.
"I admit that I was a little uncomfortable buying it but she's getting older and I'm sure she will want these things for nights out with her friends."
"It's perfect," Leah beamed, shuffling forward to give mum a meaningful hug.
"What did you buy her dad? Some socks?" I teased.
"I'd put her in a big ugly turtle neck if I had it my way."
"Dad, you do realise I have a boyfriend," Leah monetarily glanced at me and blushed.
I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. In my own elation, I kept forgetting that she had essentially cheated on her boyfriend with me.
A soft present whacked me in the face.
"Hey!" I complained.
"Your fault for daydreaming," Leah shrugged.
I pounced forward and grabbed her by the waist, easily pinning her to the floor. She writhed around in a fit of giggles as I tickled her.
"Come on, children. Anyone would think the two of you were still five years old," Mary said, despite laughing and clearly enjoying watching us muck about.
I suddenly realised I had to stop immediately as a telling throb in my pants let me know how excited I was getting from having my hands all over my sister.
We bounced off each other all morning and it seemed to elevate the entire household. Our parents had noticed that any sourness between their two children had now dissipated and they were clearly thrilled, creating a really pleasant family morning.
Dad left the room and returned with two envelopes. "As the last one went down so well, here are your main presents from us," he said.
With slightly knowing glances at each other, we eagerly opened our envelopes and saw two festival tickets each.
"Yes! Thank you so much daddy," Leah leapt up to give him a hug.
Making sure mum wasn't left out I gave her a hug.
"The lineup looks amazing next year," Leah said excitedly. She glanced in my direction and blushed. I was so happy to be going back to the place where it all began. A pang of excitement rolled through me as I remembered everything that happened in that hot tent.
After the excitement had died down a little, the doorbell rang. "That'll be Frank then," dad said.
"God give me courage," mum muttered under her breath. We gave her a little smirk as Frank's booming voice echoed into the house.
"Merry Christmas!" Frank half shouted to the room.
A few slightly more muted merry Christmas' were replied.
"Hello Steve. I heard you're a big shot uni boy these days," he said, taking my hand in a vice-like grip. "Leah, you get more gorgeous every time I see you. How did you make this one Mary?" He teased his sister.
