Page 12 of Betrayed

Her bed—a queen size that looks huge to me after the narrow prison bunkI’vebeen sleeping in—is neatly made up with a patchwork quilt and soft, fluffy pillows.Itlooks likeHeavenafter the flat, dirty mattress and the scratchy wool blanketsI’vebeen used to these last three years.

I have my hands full soIhave to maneuver some to pull back the quilt and sheet soIcan slip her into bed, butImanage.Sunnymurmurs sleepily and scoots around so that her nightgown rides up.BeforeIknow it, my earlier questions are answered—yes, she’s wearing panties and yes, they’re lacy—but pink lace instead of white like her nightgown.

The sight of her soft little pussy mound under the panties makes my cock get hard all over again.Ilet out a low, involuntary groan and rub my aching shaft through the brutally tight jeans.God,Ineed some relief!

I turn to go back to the couch—but first to the bathroom to ease this tension—whenI’msurprised by a little hand on mine.Lookingdown,Isee thatSunny’seyes are half open, looking up at me with a sleepy gaze.

“Don’t go, big brother,” she whispers, clearly half-asleep.

“I have to,”Iobject. “I’llfind a blanket and sleep on the couch.”

“No.”Sheshakes her head. “Don’twant you out there.Sleepin here—with me.”

“In the same bed, you mean?”Ican’t believe she’s asking me this—that she’s trusting me this much.

“Mmm-hmm.”Shenods. “Comeon—come to bed.”

“I don’t have any pajamas with me,”Iobject.Ofcourse,Bransondidn’t knowI’dbe staying overnight so he didn’t buy me any.I’dbeen planning to sleep in my clothes on her couch, butIdon’t want to get in bed with my clothes on—Imight mess up her sheets.

“Just wear your underwear,” she tells me.Shehalf sits up and slips off the white robe she’s been wearing over her nightgown.Ihave to bite back a moan whenIsee how fucking see-through the white silk of the gown is.Thoughthe room is lit only by a small bedside lamp,Ican clearly see her tight, dark pink nipples pressing against the thin fabric.

“I shouldn’t,”Isay, and my voice comes out hoarse.

“Why not?We’refamily—there’s no harm sharing a bed,” she objects. “Hurryup and get in—I’mtired andIhave to get up early.”

Her bossy tone has returned, though it’s half sleepy too.Iwonder if she has any idea what she’s asking.Oris she really so naïve and trusting that she believesIcan sleep beside her all night and not want her?

Of courseIcan keep my hands to myself—Ihave self-control andI’mnot a fucking monster.ButIknow for a factI’mgoing to be fantasizing about her all night, especially after seeing her bare breasts under the thin silk nightgown.

Reluctantly,Islip out of my jeans and t-shirt, work boots and socks, which leaves me wearing nothing but a pair of black boxer-briefs.Iwish now thatBransonhad bought me regular baggy boxers.Thesehug tight to my body, outlining my aching erection which by now feels like it’s going toexplode.

I need to go to the bathroom and take care of this now…but ifIdo,Sunnymight guess whatI’mdoing.Idecide to get in bed with her and wait until she falls asleep again beforeIslip out to take care of business.

I turn off the light and slide into bed beside her, pulling the sheet and quilt up over both of us, butSunnypushes her side down again.

“Too hot!” she complains, though she was cold earlier.She’slaying on her back, slightly turned to me.Inthe moonlight streaming through the window beside the bed,Ican still clearly see the outline of her full breasts and tight nipples.Also, her nightgown has somehow ridden up again, once more showing her lacy little panties.Herthighs are parted, giving me an excellent view.

I grit my teeth and try to look away.Goddamn it!Doesshe have any idea what kind of show she’s putting on?

But a glance at her face shows that no, of course she doesn’t know—she’s out again.Apparentlyshe woke up just long enough to boss me into bed with her and then went right back to sleep.

Looking at her luscious body—her full curves, tight nipples, and thick thighs—Ifeel likeIcan’t stand it anymore.Anotherglance at her face lets me know she’s really asleep.Feelingdesperate,Ipull down my boxer-briefs and take hold of my shaft.

I knowIshould go to the bathroom to do this, butIcan’t wait one more fucking minute for relief!Also,Ican’t stop looking atSunny—she’s so fucking beautiful.Idon’t touch though—Ijust look whileIslowly stroke my aching cock and imagine what it would be like to rip that thin white nightgown off her and suck those pink nipples.

I want to slide my cock into her tight little pussy and feel her wet warmth all around me…Iwant to hear her moan my name asIpoundinto her.Idon’t thinkIcould be gentle—not the first time, anyway.Iwant her too badly and it’s been too long sinceI’vehad a woman.Ijust want to fill her over and over untilIflood her sweet pussy with my cum and she begs me not to stop…

It doesn’t take me long—I’vebeen on the edge for what feels likehours.

“God, baby,”Ibreathe harshly as my balls get tight andIfeel my orgasm building. “God, so fucking beautiful!Whydo you have to be so fucking hot?”

And thenI’mcoming—my cock jerking in my hand as rope after rope of pearly white seed paints my belly.

Sunny stirs in her sleep, moaning softly.Themovement makes her breasts jiggle, which makes me come even harder.Goddamn it, why does she have to have such big, beautiful tits?

Thankfully, she doesn’t wake up.Shesleeps through my entire orgasm, which is a damn good thing.Whatthe hell would she think of me if she saw me, jerking off to my own little sister?Ofcourse she’s notreallymy sister, but you know whatImean.

Feeling drained,Igo to the bathroom at last and clean up my mess.WhenIget back to the bedroom,Sunnyhas turned on her side and is shivering.Islide in beside her and pull the covers up over both of us.Thistime she doesn’t protest, though she does sigh and murmur as she burrows deeper into the cushy mattress.Thenshe scoots back some, until her lush bottom is pressed to my crotch and her back is against my chest.

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