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Brian opened his door and saw his older sister walking very slowly down the hall, and she was completely naked. He stared at her bare athletic body in motion: her thick thighs moving slowly past each other with her thick, red bush nestled in between; her smooth belly leading up to her perfect breasts, slowly moving under her strong shoulders, lightly caressed by her red, wavy hair that framed her smiling face, accented by her soft freckles and beautiful... her eyes... were closed. She was sleepwalking!

She stopped in front of his door and stood with her beautiful bare breasts inches from his face. He was afraid to move; afraid that anything might wake her and she would blame him and he'd never get to be close to her again. Even worse, he realized that he was also naked and sporting a hard-on bigger than he had ever had before. He pulled his gaze from her lightly freckled chest to look up at her face. She seemed expressionless and frozen, staring through her eyelids over his head.

This was a moment that would be burned in his memory, but nobody would believe him. Very carefully, he stepped back, not taking his eyes off her, afraid she might vanish. He stepped to his desk and reached for where his camera should be, but it wasn't there. He dared to look and his desk was clean, it was never clean.

Then his heart jumped in shock as his naked, sleepwalking sister stepped into his room. He scrambled to get out of her way and watched as she walked to his bed and stood again. He stared at her for a moment, admiring her other side: wavy red hair falling over her shoulders and resting on her back, her pale skin seeming to glow in the dim light. He wanted to put his hands on her round butt, but knew it would probably mean his death.

His little heart did a contorted somersault of joy and horror as he watched her bend over and crawl into his bed. He struggled with what to do: Should he leave and let her just be embarrassed when she wakes up naked in her brother's bed or should he crawl in with her and enjoy every moment he can before she wakes up and kills him?

He gave in to his pubescent desires and walked over to the bed. He slowly lifted the cover and looked over her naked form once more, this time, letting his mind freely consider all his fantasies, like he was looking over a menu at a restaurant. She was half curled away from him, hugging his pillow with one leg stretched out. He reached in and gently stroked up her exposed thigh. She sighed and pulled her other leg tighter, revealing her untouched vagina.

He moved down the bed for a better view of his sister's savory sex. It looked just as he remembered, with a tuft of red bush peeking from under her thigh. He wanted more and told himself to be bold. He slipped his fingers under her thigh and gently lifted it. She sighed and rolled onto her back, letting her legs spread wide. He froze and watched her, but she was still fast asleep and it fed his boldness.

He carefully crawled onto the bed between her legs and put his hands on her thighs. She made soft sounds, but didn't move. He crept forward and ran his fingers through her red bush, claiming it for his own. Soon, he would have the prize below it whether she wanted him to or not.

He slid his fingers slowly down to find her warm slit and traced over it. She sighed lustfully in her sleep and he continued. He pushed his finger between those forbidden lips and she sighed some more. Deeper inside and she began to moan. It was warm and tight and wet, everything he knew it would be. He moved his finger inside her and she raised her vagina to him. It was if she knew he was there and wanted him.

Just as she began to beg with pleases, he pulled his finger out and crawled up her body. He traced every curve closely as he moved from her throbbing vagina, over her perfect belly to find her beautiful breasts waiting for him. He caressed them and traced around her nipples, listening to her panting and begging. He squeezed them and fondled them, her moans of desire ringing in his ears. She ran her fingers through his hair and pressed his face between those marvelous mounds.

His massive hard-on was demanding to be taken care of and he knew just how to do it. He raised his hips and shoved his throbbing shaft into his sister's waiting vagina, taking her treasured virginity. She praised him and begged for more as he thrust into her over and over again. It was finally his and she wanted it to be.

Suddenly she was awake, "Brian! What are you doing?"

He didn't stop and she didn't stop him. Instead of pushing away his driving thrusts in disgust, she began slapping his butt. It made him tingle all over and he felt his finish coming fast. Finally, she grabbed his butt in both hands and pulled him deep inside her as his balls released their load, filling his sister with all the young, brotherly cum she truly desired.

He lay on his sister, pressing her breasts to his cheeks as his orgasm faded and the rest of the world went with it. He opened his eyes and sighed with disappointment, then smiled as he replayed the dream, hugging his pillow around his face. He knew it would never happen like that, Julie Ann was too careful, but it was a nice dream, a wet dream.

His joy faded as her realized he needed to change his sheets. Mom would understand, but dad considered it a lack of control and would give him a spanking he wouldn't enjoy. He got up and threw the cover aside, then pulled the sheet off the mattress and took it to the bathroom.

After tossing the sheet in the hamper, he realized he needed to pee and remembered that he wasn't wearing any bottoms. He stood at the toilet, relieving his bladder and reliving the dream, when he looked at the shower and recalled trying to take a picture of his naked sister in the dream. It gave him an idea and he hastily finished to hurry back to his room.

He threw on his pajama bottoms just in case and grabbed his camera from his desk. Now he was glad he had begged for the one with all the fancy features he didn't really use, because this time there was one he really needed. He poked through the menus, not wanting to waste time looking for the manual, and found what he was looking for. He turned on the remote access and made sure it was connected to the network, then woke up his computer and started the software that came with the camera. Soon, he had a picture on the screen coming from his camera and fought to keep quiet, though he was bursting with excitement and anticipation. He grabbed the wall charger and headed for the bathroom.

Setting the camera on the counter, he plugged it in and aimed it towards the shower and toilet. With the dark curtain, he wouldn't get much while she showered, but she would have to be naked in front of the camera to get into the shower. He even crawled up on the edge of the tub and forced the curtain rings to get caught on the brackets, so she would fight with it and he could get more of her.

Feeling pleased with himself, he crept back to his room and sat at his desk. He set up the save location and made sure the angle was good, then glanced at the time and drooped: 2:32 AM. She wouldn't take her shower this early, it would wake up mom and dad, but he was much too excited to sleep. He was also afraid that if he tried to sleep a little, he would miss her and maybe even be late for school.

Well, the internet was made for wasting time...

His usual chat room was quiet, so he went wandering. He searched for redheads and found lots of pictures, nothing looked like Julie Ann and nothing showed much. Then he remembered Gizelle and searched for bears. After some digging, he learned that her species was probably a North American black bear. He found lots of pages about them and even some mating pictures and information, but he didn't want the animals. He wanted to learn about her, so he added morph to his search.

This time he found personal pages of bear morphs that looked more like her, but none of them were. One of them almost could have been her, but she was all grown up and some kind of professor. He looked anyway and saw that her last entry was almost three years ago. Looking through her photos and He wondered why and searched for her name. The first result was a news article about a car crash about the same time as her last entry.

He remembered Gizelle telling him her mother died in a car crash. No, she said some men killed her after the car crash. He read through the article carefully, looking for anything about Gizelle.

The police had arrived to find four local men with a dead bear. They had guns in their hands and women's clothes on the ground and the police investigated. The bear was identified as Professor Heather Band from Seattle, WA. He didn't care about the men's names, but he was glad that they had been charged with murder. Even more, one of them had admitted to killing more morphs with his friends. The police linked them to 16 other incidents for a total of 24 counts of murder, each.

The article said they were hunting morphs and were part of the human supremacy movement. It described how they ran her car off the road, dragged her out of it and shot her on the ground, then stripped her and were starting to gut her as the police arrived. Finally, at the bottom, there was a single sentence mentioning Prof Band's daughter had survived and was given to Child Services.

He fumed that there was so little concern about a child. She was only seven years old and those men killed her mother right in front of her. He was trying to imagine how he would feel if somebody killed his mother in front of him when a clicking told him someone was in the chat.

Rutter has joined.

R: hey B your up early

B: Can't sleep. Why are you on?

R: I just got home from school.

B: Who goes to school at night?

R: dude i'm in australia its not night

B: Oh.

R: whatcha up to?

B: I just found an article about Gizelle's mom.

R: cool is she hot?

B: She's dead.

R: oh sorry

B: Here [link]

R: that's seriously fucked up

B: And nobody really cared about Gizelle.

B: I can't find anything else about it. Just her mom's personal page that talks a lot about her work.

R: Send me that, I'll help look.

B: [link]

R: she was hot

R: sorry

R: hey she was all about humans and morphs getting along

B: Yeah. She traveled around giving speeches about cross-species unity.

R: did you see theres some pics with gizelle in them

Brian looked through the pictures in the professor's site and found Gizelle occasionally in the background. He found older and older pictures with Gizelle younger and younger. She was in more of the pictures when she was a baby. Her mother carried her everywhere and seemed to be very proud of her. He found a picture of Prof Band with a large belly and wondered where the father was. Was he taking the pictures?

Brian kept looking for her father as her mother's belly got smaller back through the pictures. Suddenly he heard a door open in the hall and realized it was his sister. He started to get up to tell her about what he found about Gizelle, but quickly sat back down as he remembered his camera.

B: brb

He switched to the view and hit record just in time as she rushed into view. She was wearing her nightshirt and panties, just like he had hoped, but she flipped up the toilet seat and threw up. That was not what he wanted to capture. He watched as she got up and closed the lid, then sat down. He thought about turning it off and trying again another time, but then she pulled off her shirt and tossed it in the hamper. This was what he was looking for.

Julie Ann stood up and pushed her panties down her legs, stepping out of them and tossing them in the hamper, as well. She rubbed her face, then stretched, showing off her wonderfully toned body. She did have a little belly sticking out and it made him wonder.

She leaned over and turned on the water, giving a nice view of her fantastic butt, then turned around to get a towel from the shelf. She suddenly jumped and hopped on one foot towards the sink. He watched her breasts bounce and his hand found his growing erection. He almost lost it when she lifted her leg to put her foot on the counter and gave a wide open, close up view of her red bush and amazing pussy underneath, but his excitement was cut short as he realized she was close enough to notice the camera.

He was gripped with fear as he watched her pull something off her foot and look at it, then toss it on the counter. He recognized it. It was the plastic tie from the charging cable for his camera. It was his own fault if she caught him. He could feel his heart pounding in his throat as she rubbed her foot, then stretched and put her foot down.

She didn't notice. He got a beautiful close up of her hairy pussy and she didn't notice! She finally grabbed a towel and turned around to hang it on the rod by the tub and he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling his heart return to his chest. He looked down and realized he had been squeezing his penis and let it go. It had gone limp, but quickly returned as he thought about watching that scene again. He looked up in time to see his sister fixing the ring to pull the curtain back and step in.

Except for the beginning, everything had gone better than he had planned. He could cut that out and have an amazing video of his naked sister to share with his friends in the chat. He remembered Rutter was waiting for him. He flipped back to see things had been busy and quickly caught up.

R: okay

ShdwKt has joined.

R: hey SK

S: Hey buck

R: how are you today?

S: Bored.

S: Is the Bear actually here?

R: he said brb a while before you came in so he should be back soon

PM from ShdwKt: Are you up?

R: you can talk to me

S: No thanks. I'm looking for someone with balls.

R: ive got balls and a dick too

S: I'm not interested in your boyfriend

R: theyre mine

R: ill fuck you silly

S: You couldn't fuck me a little happy, let alone silly

R: I could fill you like a cream puff if you give me a chance.

S: Cream puff?

S: The only chance you're getting is that I'll forget this later.

R: screw you

S: Go play with your toys, little fawn.

Rutter has quit.

Brian wasn't sure he wanted to tell ShdwKt what he was doing, but he didn't want to leave her hanging.

Msg to ShdwKt: I'm up.

PM from ShdwKt: You want to do something?

Msg to ShdwKt: Like what?

PM from ShdwKt: I'm in the mood to get laid.

Msg to ShdwKt: Okay. Where do you want to start?

PM from ShdwKt: I could meet you by the bus stop.

Msg to ShdwKt: You mean for real?

PM from ShdwKt: Isn't that what you want? You talk big about how you want to fuck your sister. Why not get some from somebody that's willing?

Msg to ShdwKt: And you really want to have sex with me?

PM from ShdwKt: Definitely. I like an aggressive man

Msg to ShdwKt: But I'm not a man, I'm only 12.

PM from ShdwKt: You will be when I'm done with you.

Brian heard the water stop and remembered his camera.

Msg to ShdwKt: brb

He quickly switched to the view in time to see her push the curtain back and grab her towel. He watched her rub that soft fabric all over her body: around her neck, under her breasts, between her legs and everywhere in between. When she was done, she stepped out and dropped the towel on the toilet lid, then walked to the sink, giving him another close view of her bush and belly. He tried to tell if it was bigger than normal, but he wasn't sure.

He stroked himself as he watched her bush moving on the screen. Then she put her hands on the edge of the counter and just stood there. Was she posing for him? He wished he could hear her to be sure. Then she put her hand between her legs. He couldn't see, but he knew what she was doing.

Julie Ann rubbed herself urgently and began to breathe heavy. Just as Brian was really enjoying the view, she leaned over and put her shoulder on the counter. He couldn't see anything anymore, but he knew she was still rubbing, because he could see it in her face. As he watched he thought he saw her mouth his name. Was she taunting him or did she want him? He couldn't tear himself away from watching her.

She pushed herself off the counter and he could see her hand between her legs again, rubbing furiously and he matched her urgency on his own shaft. Then she pushed her hips forward and was thrusting them against the counter as she masturbated. He could see it all, her fingers furiously working between the lips of her wet pussy. He was almost ready to pop when she stopped and he froze, watching as she squirted onto the edge of the counter.

She panted and stepped back. He could see her whole naked body heaving for a moment before she took a washcloth from the shelf and wiped herself clean. He took notice as she cleaned the counter, then tossed the washcloth in the hamper and had an idea. He stuffed his erection back in his pants and watched as she wrapped a towel around herself and left.

Brian dashed out of his room and collided with his sister, making sure to touch as much as he thought he could get away with before stepping back for a good look, "Morning."

She caught his arm as he started for the bathroom again and he reveled at getting a longer look at her in just a towel, "Hold on Brian. There's something I want to show you." She paused and seemed to be still trying to decide something. He fought back his excitement at the thought that she finally wanted to give herself to him. "Come to my room when we're both home tonight. Its important." She let go of his arm and went to her room. The door closed behind her and he gave a jump for joy, then hurried to the bathroom.

He found the washcloth and looked at it, wet with pussy juice. He pulled out his erection, throbbing with excitement, and held the cloth beside it. He thought about what he had just witnessed and wrapped the damp cloth around his rod. His penis was now coated in his sister's juices and he stroked it, imagining he was inside her. He thought about what she had just said and the image became more possible. He could see himself sliding into her wet folds underneath that red bush, thrusting as she smiled at him over her bouncing breasts, begging for more.

He heard her call his name and finally lost it, shooting his load deep into his sister's waiting vagina. He heard her voice again and came back to reality, "Don't be late for school." He looked down and opened his hand to see his white cum soaking into the washcloth that was already damp with his sister's fluids. He smiled and wrapped it up. He held it for a moment, congratulating himself on his successes for the morning, then tossed it in the hamper.

He quickly drained his bladder and flushed, then hurried back to his room. He stopped the recording and closed the program. He would have to edit it later. He looked at the chat waiting for him.

PM from ShdwKt: Don't take too long.

PM from ShdwKt: Is it me?

PM from ShdwKt: I'm not scaring you off, am I?

PM from ShdwKt: Maybe we can try again another time.

ShdwKt has quit.

Maybe another time, but not tonight, because tonight he was going to get some personal time with his sister. Tonight she was going to show him something that he would remember for the rest of his life. Tonight he would touch her in ways he'd never touched her before. Tonight was going to to be amazing.

He closed the chat and saw Gizelle's face on his screen. He forgot to tell Julie Ann about what he found. He ran out of his bedroom and knocked on her door. No response. The bathroom door was open, so she wasn't there. He dared to peek inside, but her room was empty.

He ran downstairs and his mom saw him, "Hey you. Go get dressed or you'll be late for school."

"Where's Julie Ann?"

"She left already."

"Damn!"

"Watch your language! Do we need to use the soap again?"

"Sorry, mom. I just really need to show her something."

"Well, send her a message. She'll get it."

"Right! Thanks, mom," he ran back upstairs to his room.

She called after him, "Now get dressed and get to school!"

He sat quickly at his desk and found the link, then copied it and sent it to his sister. He hurried to get dressed and rode off to school with his brain filled with everything but.