Waking up

I woke up Sunday morning all cuddled up with my sister. I'd slept funny and my shoulder was a little sore, but it was worth it. It felt strange to be going out with my sister, whatever that meant. It felt like a passing fancy of Christie's, just something to amuse her. Back home she'd always been on some goofy kick, like when she made a premium account on some Genealogy website and discovered she was a distant descendant of some Italian noble family, and declared that she was a real princess. That lasted about a month before she got tired of us laughing when she insisted we call her "Your Highness".

My point is she's prone to flights of fancy. I didn't take it too seriously. But it was fun to think of her as my girlfriend. I pulled the sheet down as I got out of bed carefully so I could look at her naked body. She really was the opposite of Aunt Olivia while still being perfectly attractive - wide hips, those big tits with meaty nipples, she had plenty of baby fat still but in a way I found pleasing. She wasn't overweight, she just had some meat on her bones, unlike my fit aunt. Both had gloriously hairless twats though. Some guys have a "type" but I like both ends of the spectrum, I suppose.

The best part about Christie's appearance is that it was like the visualization of her personality. She looked like a giddy, sexually manic being, her body so hot and ripe for sex... and that's who she was inside secretly. Maybe no guy but me would ever know she was like that, and I was absolutely fine with that.

There was a puddle of cum in the sheets, from where I'd shot my sperm on my sister's ass. I didn't feel ashamed about cumming on my sister, but it was embarrassing to be staining my sheets with cum at age 18. Especially as Aunt Olivia did my laundry. However, I somehow doubted she'd notice the stain.

I was getting horny looking at my sister's naked body. I was tempted to have some fun with her, but that was a crazy idea. Surely she wouldn't be okay with me molesting her in her sleep. Christie was a pervert, but she had to have her limits. Still, I had an amusing idea and gathered up her clothes and packed her suitcase. She'd asked me to do this anyway since she was heading home after breakfast, but I deliberately took her too literally and packed _all _her clothes so she'd have to come out naked to breakfast, or wear my clothes. But she's a traditional femme kind of girl, I seriously doubted she'd wear boys clothes.

My prank completed, I hauled her suitcase out into the common room of the condo. And oh yeah, I went out naked myself. I couldn't just look at my sister's naked body and not be horny. But I was going to include both women in my life in my fun that morning - Christie and Aunt Olivia.

This was going to be great.

Sorry for the chapter without sex, and for the tedious author's note. I think I'll do multiple breakfast scenes to accommodate different fetishes people have asked for. Then after those alternate chapters I will bring the branches back together to conclude the plot which I inexplicably decided a silly story like this needed. No I haven't forgotten about the hints dropped in the past few chapters, I am going somewhere with this, believe it or not.

Thanks as always for reading! And drop comments if you want some specific fetish in the breakfast scene.