Waking Up 47

I awoke gradually from a very pleasant dream where my crush from high school English class was bobbing her head up and down on my cock while her pretty brown eyes gazed up at me. I'd never had a dream that seemed so real, *felt* so real. The sensations were amazing and something I wanted to take a few moments to savor while the memory of them was so fresh in my mind.

*Very* fresh in my mind. So fresh I could still feel... wait a minute.

Somebody was sucking my cock.

My eyes slammed open, but the room was dark. It was not morning, not even early. The time might have been around midnight. I didn't move, but looked as much as I could by only moving my eyes. There was only a little light in the room, but I could make out the outline of a lump in my bed the size of a person a little smaller than me. They were mostly under my covers, with one end of the lump ending right above where my throbbing member was being sucked.

That end of the lump was doing a *really* good job.

I was no expert at convincing women to give me blowjobs. This would be my first. I felt warmth and wet and pressure and pleasure at the same time. With each slow stroke there was the feeling of movement, the pressure changed and wet warmth surrounded me. The lump moved and my eyes lost focus as a woman's lips slid up the length of my cock. I felt a wet tongue explore my tip for a few seconds before warmth and wetness surrounded my cock as lips slid back down.

My hips bucked, I couldn't help it. The pleasure was intense. A muffled giggle came from my crotch region, confirming that it was a young woman who was under my blanket pleasuring me. Her secret out, she redoubled her efforts, bobbing her head more rapidly up and down and doubling the sensations of pleasure from my groin. I moaned out loud, settling my body into the mattress as I lifted my head to see more clearly.

The blanket hiding my companion was now rising and falling quickly now, accompanied by wet slurping noises and amazing feelings rising inside me. Looking down, I could make out the shape of her body under the blankets. She was my size, or maybe a bit smaller. Turned sideways with her head bobbing in my lap, she must have lifted the edge of the blanket while I slept and crept under it until my cock was right in front of her. I could vaguely feel the elastic hem of my boxers pulled down below my balls, which now we're being cupped and fondled by very soft feminine hands while her mouth continued to suck and slide on my length.

The only women in the house were my mother and my three sisters. My mother was noticeably taller than I was, but my sisters a little smaller. One of my sisters was sucking my cock! Her brother's cock!

And I wasn't about to stop her. This felt too good.

The blankets shifted as she moved her body s little, but my mystery vixen never relented in her efforts on my cock. The movement did allow part of the blanket to slide off her behind as she crouched on her hands and knees, focused on pleasuring me. Her butt was visible now in the dim light, covered by a pair of light colored panties with a pattern of dark hearts. She has a very nicely shaped butt, all of my sister's did. (I'm a teenage boy, of course I noticed) I could see a little movement between her legs, and moaned again when I realized that she was rubbing her pussy furiously with one hand while giving me a blowjob.

I started to reach for her butt, but the rising pressure in my groin defeated me. My head flopped back onto the pillow as her warm, wet mouth sucked my throbbing hardness in and out faster and faster. My body started to tense and my balls clenched, the pleasure rising to a level I've never reached on my own. I could hear her whimpering as she sucked me, moaning softly with each stroke. Whether she was moaning out of desperation for my cum, or moaning due to her own fingers, that soft noise was the final straw that pushed me over the edge.

I grunted and my hips arched as my cock delivered it's first strong spurt of my cum into her waiting mouth. My hands instinctually reached for her head under the blanket, holding her in place as I filled her mouth with my load. She let out a louder whimper and slid my cock in deeper, sucking and milking while her throat happily accepted my warm cum. My cock was completely surrounded in a wonderful massaging warmth as she swallowed over and over, never letting her mouth get full enough to leak a single drop.

She continued sucking for almost a minute after the last spurt, milking every last bit of residue into her enthusiastic mouth. Fully drained, I lowered my hands and breathed heavily, basking in the afterglow as my mind slowly recovered from the events of the last ten minutes. Just as I was about to say something, she must have sensed it because she suddenly pulled off me and slid from under the cover. Shielding her face, she darted from the room. The only glimpse I got was the outline of a petite teenage girl's body in the doorway as she silently fled.

Stunned and confused, I laid there a few minutes as my cock finished wilting to a fully relaxed state. My own sister has given me a blowjob, but I didn't know which one it was! I'd never thought of my sisters in a sexual way before, but I knew I would be from now on. They were definitely beautiful and sexy, but those wires had never connected in my head, until now.

Getting out of bed, I silently padded into the carpeted hallway. My sisters each had their own bedroom, and each door was cracked open a little, as we all typically did at night to avoid getting too hot. No clues there. I took a moment to peer in each door, careful not to make any noise or block the meager light in the hallway. Each of my sisters appeared to be peacefully slumbering.

I eyed the stairs. My mother and father slept downstairs, and the steps had a few hard-to-avoid creaks. I hadn't heard any creaks. I didn't think that my mother had just snuck upstairs to give me my first blowjob.

I knew one thing: I had tasted the forbidden fruit, and I loved it. I was going to taste it again, to feel her lips on my sensitive cock, to taste her folds on my tongue, to taste her mouth on mine, to do more.

I was determined: this was going to happen again.