Confront her about her fetish.

You go downstairs to see how Shelly was doing.

There she was in front of the TV. Dressed in a sport bra and tight yoga pants, she stretched her body and did various yoga poses, copying the exact same poses of the trainers on TV to a t.

Normally, on any other day, you wouldn't really pay any attention to her while she was excorsizing. Maybe you would occasionally sneak a glance here and there, or watch her do a pose that emphasized her boobs or butt, but you never stuck around to be creepy.

But now, with everything's that's happened so far for these past few days, with the dreams, your sister's porn collection, her having incestuous feelings for you, and even the way her boobs still looked way too uncomfortably tight despite Mom letting her borrow her bigger size sport bras... It was hard not to notice all the little things...

She laid her knees down and began to bending backwards. The position really accentuated how tight her breasts were.

You gulped, finding yourself mindlessly staring her breasts for who knows how long already.

"See something you like, pervert?"

You snapped out of it, noticing Shelly looking at you with an annoyed glare.

"I don't appreciate you ogling me like a creep while I'm in the middle of exercising."

Despite saying that with such a heated glare, she doesn't stop bending back to thrust her breasts out. In fact, she stuck to that same pose for a while now, completely ignoring the trainers on TV at this point.

You might have even seen a small blush on her face. Whether that's from embarassment or from her workout, you don't know.

The way she acted was definitely your sister all right, nothing like the Shelly in the dreams... She's always been callous and standoffish towards you every chance she got ever since she started middle school. Even now that you were in college, her attitude has only gotten worse as each year passed.

Which was why finding out about her secret feelings for you has got you all the more confused. Was there a reason for why she acted like such a bitch towards you all this time? Was it all seriously just some false act made to keep up appearance?

How long ago had this went on? When did she start liking you "in that way"? Why does she feel this way? Were you the reason why she was into ****, or has she always been like this from the start?

You suppose you were here to find all that out now...

"Is your moronic brain even listening to me, or are you too busy staring at my tits to even understand a word I'm saying?" She grunted.

You realized that you spent the last few seconds in thought whole still staring at her breasts. At this point, even she was starting to feel a little awkward, standing up and covering her breasts self-consciously.

You coughed awkwardly, wondering if it was really a good idea to confront her about this...

"Shelly, I think we need to talk." You started off.

"About what?" She asked, annoyed. "I'm still in the middle of yoga, John. Can't it wait?"

You shook your head. "I seriously don't think it can. It's kind of important, and embarassing. I don't want Mom to accidentally overhear us."

"For the love of-" she sighed aggravatedly, "If it's about me walking in on you yesterday while you were jacking off, then just forget about it! I don't want to talk about that gross shit! And I'm not going to tell mom and dad about it either, so if you're paranoid I might-"

You suddenly interrupted her, "Shelly. We need to talk. Now."

She seemed to be caught off guard by your serious tone, but groaned, "Fine, whatever. You annoying little..." She muttered silently, turning off the TV and walking up to you. "So?" She looked at you expectantly.

"Not here. Let's go in your room."

"Uh, excuse me?" She asked indignantly, "What the hell makes you think I'm letting you in my room?"

Shit, you didn't really make up a good excuse for why it needed to be her room specifically. Uh... Let's just improvise then...

"Does the name 'Family Feud' ring a bell?" You asked her.

She looked at you with a blank expression, her brain not catching up with what you just said just yet. But then she had a look of realization, before her face flushed red from embarassment, and also from being pissed as all hell.

"What did you just say?" She hissed, "How the hell would you know about that? Did you snoop around in my room, you perverted little piece of shit?!"

"As a matter of fact, yes I did." You admitted to her, "I even got in to your computer."

"Bullshit!" She spat out, "I always lock my computer before leaving my room! The only way you could access it is knowing-"

"The name of your secret lover." You furrowed your eyebrows accusingly at her.

She froze up. Then she stepped away from you.

For the first time in your life, she looked timid and scared of you. Gone was the rude bitchy annoying sister, in her place was now a girl who looked terrified of a long kept secret of hers being found out.

"...how did you...?" She stammered, nearly shaking where she stood.

"We're going to your room to talk." You said with finality.

Nervously, she looked around to make sure your mom didn't somehow accidentally overhear the conversation. Then without another word, she did her best calmly walk upstairs to her room.

You silently followed her.

When you reached up to your room, she allowed you to go in first, before closing the door shut and locking it up tight.

Nervously looking back at you, she sat down on her bed. She took a glance over at her computer screen to confirm that, yes, you did in fact get into her computer. You even left the Family Feud video on by accident, much to her dismay.

Alrighty, now that you had her right where you wanted her, it's time to start this off nice and smoothly. Time to pick an approach and stick by it...

Hm...

Before you thought of what to say first, Shelly beat you to the punch and asked, "You must think I'm a freak..."

You raised an eyebrow at that.

"Somehow I knew this would happen someday..." She began tearing up, her whole body shaking as her emotions caught up to her. "I tried my best to keep it a secret for as long as possible... I didn't want anyone to find out, least of all by you..."

Curiousity got the better of you, "When exactly did this started? How long have you been like this?"

She looked up at you with her teary eyes, hesitantly admitting, "Middle school... Sixth grade..."

"Holy shit, that long ago?!" You couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

She flinched, crying out, "Please don't tell Mom and Dad! Especially not Dad! They'll disown me, or take me to some kind of therapist to try to fix me! I don't want anything like that to happen! I know I'm a disgusting freak, but please, I'm begging you! Don't let Mom and Dad find out!"

You have never seen her act like this before. It was almost like an entirely different person was in front of you today. This was definitely not your sister as you knew her...

"John, I swear, this whole thing isn't-" she tried to explain, her words failing her each time, "The password thing, it wasn't- I mean- Like, this fetish of mine isn't- None of it is real! It's all just a fantasy! It's not hurting anyone! I only keep it to myself in my head alone!"

"Jesus, since middle school..." You scratched your head in thought. "That's around the same time you suddenly acted like a real bitch towards me. I still don't get how the hell that even works..."

"I... I..." She stuttered, "I didn't like the way I was starting to feel towards you. I got scared. I was trying to act mean towards you to prove to myself that I didn't actually like you in that way. That it was only in my imagination."

Wait, is that seriously why she's acted like a jerk all this time towards you for all these years? The fuck?

"Apparently, it didn't work..." You muttered with a disappointed frown. "Half of my entire life, and you treated me like shit for absolutely no reason..."

She groaned, covering her face in shame, "Nothing I was doing was working... So I just kept the act up so that you would start avoiding me and never figure out the truth..."

"You were a bully to me since middle school, Shelly!" You found yourself shouting at her angrily, "For literally no reason! No good reason whatsoever!"

Damn it, you had half a mind to teach her a lesson! Seriously, half of your entire life with a sour relationship with your own sister. All because she had the hots you, ironically enough.

Hearing your loud words, she curled back and started crying more heavily, "Please, John! I know, I'm sorry, but I'm begging you, please don't tell Mom or Dad! I swear I'll make it up to you! I'll treat you nicely from now on! I won't call you names or **** you out of the bathroom early, or do anything like that ever again!"

Ugh... Okay, John, calm down, she's starting to go hysterical. You came here to figure out more about her **** fetish, and maybe ask her more about her dreams. You wanted to know more and see how much she remembered what went on in them. You didn't come here to make your sister cry, no matter how much she might have deserved it.

Before you could calm her down though, she collapsed on the floor and latched on to your leg, crying desperately, "I'll do all of your chores! I'll help you out with homework! I'll buy you anything you want! Laundry, clean your room, do the dishes, I will do anything! Just please please please please please don't tell our parents!"

Aw jeez, this was starting to get really pathethic. You can't believed you managed to reduce your snotty older sister into a sniveling wreck crawling on the floor.

Even the way she latched on to your leg felt disturbing.

Disturbing and... Soft...

You noticed now the way Shelly was practically pressing her giant tits against your leg. She was giving you an ample view of her cleavage from below, and it doesn't really seem like she realizes it.

God damn, she was hot... Even now, when she was crying her heart out, you still found her body to be practically perfect. In fact, it's even more perfect now that she's had her growth spurt from the dream.

You felt your erection rising in your pants, and suddenly an idea popped up in your head.

A really dumb idea... And really really tempting...

All this time, all the sex you've been having were only in your dreams. Sure, they almost felt like the real thing, but they were only ever dreams.

Yet here was a ripe opportunity right in front of you. Your smoking hot older sister, who was literally on the floor begging for your forgiveness in her sports bra and yoga pants, was offering to do anything you wanted in return of keeping her incestous feelings for you a secret from your parents.

Incestous feelings FOR YOU.

Something like this could only ever pop up in pornos, and yet here you were.

And you only ever found out about any of this because of these new special dream powers you were having.

You'd have to be an idiot to pass this chance up.

Looking down at her, you asked her to clarify, "You'll do anything if I promise not to tell Mom and Dad?"

"Anything! I mean it! I'll do whatever errand, favor, or chore you need from me!" She sobbed.

"Literally anything?" You asked one more time just to make sure.

She sniffed, her sobs and crying calming down as she looked at you confusedly, "Y-Yeah... Anything..."

You smirked. "How far are you willing to go to buy my silence?"

She blinked at you, slowly realizing where this was going. "J-John?"

You unzipped your pants and fished your cock out for it to breathe in the open air inside your sister's room.

Shelly looked up at your cock with a gaped mouth, unable to believe what she was seeing.

"I'm sure we can work this out in a way that makes us both happy, don't you think?" You told her suggestively, rubbing yourself for a bit until you were completely hard and erect.

Shelly leaned back and covered her mouth in shock, staring at your cock in all of its beauty. Not to mention the fact that it grew a few inches since yesterday because of the dream.

"Come on Shelly... You said anything, right? Or do you not really care if I don't keep my mouth shut about all this?"

"Are... Are you blackmailing me...?" She asked incredulously, "You're seriously blackmailing me for sex just to make sure you don't tell mom or dad about this?"

"Well I mean, is it really **** if I know you were into this sort of thing?" You mentioned, "Besides, you were the one that offered first, right? So I don't see what the problem here is..." You shake your cock tauntingly, "Come on sis, I thought you were into this kind of thing. Doesn't your little brother's cock turn you on or something?"

Oh jeez, you were right. You really are a fucking pervert. Maybe even worse than Shelly.

Still, your sister kept her eye on your erection with a wanting look. You could see that she was still conflicted inside, but at least she wasn't crying anymore..

"Is... Is this really happening?" She asked hesitantly, "Or is this another dream..."

Well, that's interesting. You wondered how much she remembered?

"Why don't you you find out for yourself?" You teased, jerking yourself off in front of her.

There was complete lust in her eyes as she stared at your cock. She wiped away the last remainder of her tears, slowly chuckling to herself, "This has to be a dream... I'm dreaming again. No way did you actually find out, I'm just fantasizing one of scenarios from 'Blowjob ****.' This all make sense now..."

Blowjob ****? Is that really a name for one of her porn videos? That doesn't exactly sound very creative...

It's curious to see her completely convinced that none of this was real. You wondered if the two dreams you've had with her before this played a hand in her delusional state. If you hadn't affected her dreams, would things still play out this way?

With a completely different demeanor, Shelly sat up on her knees and took her sports bra off, making your eyes boggle out now that her giant new breasts were exposed. This wasn't the first time you saw them, but it was definitely the first time in real life.

She blushed at your reaction, smiling shyly as she gestured you forward. Nervously, she stuttered, "So... A-Are you gonna stand there and j-jerk off all day, or are you finally g-going to take advantage of your slutty sister's m-mouth?"

Your sister seemed to be taking all this pretty well, even trying to get into the role of things. But you didn't want her to go along with it just because she thought this was a dream. You'll have plenty of time for that later tonight.

No, you want her to understand that this is one hundred percent real.

Dropping your pants down entirely, you walked up to her and forcefully grabbed the back of her head, much to her surprise and shock.

"This isn't a dream Shelly. I'm telling Mom and Dad about your **** fetish if you don't properly satisfy me."

She gulped fearfully, the small pricks of pain from her head confirming the fact that this was definitely not a dream. "Oh my god, this was actually happening..."

Despite her fear from your threat though, one of her hands started rubbing her moist clit from under her tight yoga pants.

Almost like a mewing cat, she whined and leaned into your hand to rub her cheeks on them, "Take me now... Just do it already... I want to know what it tastes like..."

Well, now that she's given her permission, you really don't have an excuse not to do it anymore. Not that you were planning to just tease her.

You lined your cock up to her mouth and pulled her head in. Your sister opened her mouth acceptingly, taking your cock inside as smoothly as possible.

She started suckling on it like it was a bottle of milk, closing her eyes as she began savoring the taste. She moaned gratefully, reaching inside her yoga pants to finger fuck herself.

Without needing to even tell her, she began bobbing her head on your cock, massaging it with her tongue and her entire mouth, coaxing out precum and lapping it up like sweet nectar.

It was nothing like the dreams you've had. The real sensations, the warmth, the friction and feeling, there was no way a dream could perfectly replicate the feeling.

You've only ever had two sex dreams with your sister, and out of the two, only the first one involved her getting you off with her hands and swallowing your cum.

This was an entirely new different feeling, the way she sucked your cock.

Shelly took it even farther as she pushed herself to swallow more of your cock each time she bobbed her head. Centimeter after centimeter, any part of your dick that was dry before eventually got inside her mouth before she finally swallowed the whole thing with her nose deep in your pelvis.

You groan as she held her head down, both of you enjoying the deepthroat for a brief moment. Then she went back to dutifully sucking you.

Hot damn, your sister was a pro at this. She must have had a lot of practice in.

"You like sucking off your little brother, Shelly?" You asked.

She mindlessly nodded, worshipping your cock as her pants got soaked in her juices.

"Yeah, you do, don't you? You ****-slut..." You were breathing heavily, at this point. Out of instinct, you started bucking your hips forward everytime she went down on you, pushing your cock deeper in her throat.

She moaned lewdly, before hurriedly pulling her yoga pants off to reveal her wet pussy. With one hand rubbing her tits, she used her other to rapidly fingerfuck herself, also thrusting her hips forward to simulate the motions as her wet juices start leaking out on her carpet.

"Oh fuck..." You couldn't help yourself. You grabbed her head and started fucking her face, uncontent with the insanely slow pace.

"I can't believe you, you stupid bitch!" You grunted, pushing her down your cock over and over again, "Why didn't you say anything?!"

She hazily looked up at you curiously, despite how her mind must have been completely fueled by lust at this point.

"If you had just told me sooner about this, I would have gladly let you suck my cock every single day! Instead of keeping it a secret, we could have literally had tons of mindblowing sex all the time!"

Your sister perked up and looked at you with an emotion you couldn't even describe, fucking her fingers faster and shaking her hips.

"How many years have you kept this a secret from me?! How many years of awesome sister-sex did I miss out on because of you?! How many years did I have to put up with your annoying bitchy attitude just because you were scared of your own god damn feelings?!" You grunted heavily, your cock and her mouth pistoning in and out of each other like a pair of fuck-machines. "Because I swear, I am going to **** you to make up for every single second!"

With every word out of your mouth, your sister grew more and more excited until she couldn't handle it anymore. Her eyes rolled up to the back of her head before orgasming, her juices spraying out of her and getting the carpet drenched.

"That's not fair, Shelly! After everything you put me through, you don't deserve to come first before me!" You shouted, holding a firm grip on her head before facefucking her to oblivion.

She didn't resist, passively staying still as she allowed you to **** her throat in peace. Shelly looked up to you apologetically, as if this was her way of saying sorry to you.

When she reached her hand up to her head and gently carressed your fingers, that was when you reached your limit. Your balls were boiling for release, and they were gonna do it at any second now.

"Fuck, sis, I'm gonna come!" You warned her.

Despite your rough and angry words from before, you didn't want to **** her to **** by blowing your load down her throat. Tempting as that might feel, you were scared that she might not be able to handle it.

You took your hands off of her and tried to pull away. But to your surprise, she latched on to your hips and pulled you right back in.

She looked up at you with pleading eyes, and even started actively bobbing her head again to coax your cum out. She wanted you to cum down her throat, you realized.

With a loud groan, you unload ropes of cum down her wanting throat like an erupting volcano. Spurt after spurt of semen went down her gullet, and she gulped it all down like a champ. You must have been pouring gallons into her throat, to the point where you were overflowing her entire mouth. But other than letting a few drops of semen leak out of her mouth, she swallowed it all like a hungry pornstar without any trouble.

When it felt like you were almost running empty, your sister went back to sucking and bobbing her head to try to milk out more from you, causing your knees to nearly buckle and fall.

After a while of nonstop sucking as you experienced what you considered to be the best fucking orgasm in your entire life, you were finally drained empty and your cock withered back.

With a slurp, Shelly popped your little guy right out of her mouth.

You collapsed back, roughly landing on the floor as you gasped heavily from the epic blowjob from your sister.

Shelly crawled up right on top of you, her giant tits swaying right over your chest. She looked down on you with a nervous, yet hopeful smile, "Was it all true? Did you seriously mean everything you said?"

"Fuck, Shelly. At this point, I wouldn't care if you were my mom, or even my grandma. No sane man would refuse to have sex with a rockin' hot body like yours." You chuckled breathlessly, "I am not going to let you get away with this."

Shelly almost looked like she wanted to squeal excitedly, wrapping her arms around your neck and chanting, "Thank you! Thank you thank you thank you thank you!"

Then to your shock, she smashed her lips on top of yours, kissing you fervently. She moaned into your mouth, and you could almost taste traces of yourself.

"I love you!" She gasped, before kissing you again. "I admit it, I've always wanted you! I'm sorry for being a huge bitch towards you! Please forgive me! I want you so badly!"

You closed your eyes and kissed her back, letting one of your hands reach up to feel her body and maybe even cop a feel of her giant breasts too.

She gratefully accepted it, not caring that you were feeling up her tits. "This is what I've always dreamed of! I can't believe this is finally happening to me!" She gasped excitedly, savoring every inch of your mouth.

Jesus, your sister was really really into this, isn't she?

After a while, she pulled away from you with a huge blush and smiled mindlessly. "Let's do it again!"

"What?" You blinked in confusion.

"I'm wet and horny again, and I want more!" She told you leaning back reveal her dripping pussy. "Whatever you want! I'll blow you again or I can let you fuck my tits! They've gotten bigger if you've noticed." She groped herself to emphasis its size, "Or we can have sex right now! Please, just literally do anything to me! I want your cock inside of me as much as possible!"

"I'm tempted, sis. I really am." You said to her, "But I don't think I can go another round. After what you did to me, I'm completely spent."

"Then later tonight!" She immediately offered. "Come over to my room tonight! Or I can fuck you silly in your room instead! I'll do whatever you want, whenever you want! Please, just-"

Overwhelmed with emotions, she started tearing up and kissed you again. Even though your cock was completely flaccid, she still tried to grind her wet pussy against you in an attempt to either get herself off or to get yourself hard again.

"I wanted this for so long." She said softly, "So so so long..."

You were caught a bit off guard. You never realized how obsessed she was about this. If it wasn't for your dream powers to finally let you discover how she actually felt all this time, you don't think you would have ever found out about this. She probably wouldn't have ever admitted it to you either...

"Shelly! Where are you? I need your help with something!" You heard your mom call out.

Shelly was nearly startled by your mother calling out for her, before giving a disappointed groan, "Damn it..."

Without another word, you two slowly helped each other up. You did your best to clean yourself and hide any evidence of what just happened, before putting back on your clothes.

Your sister covered up her boobs with the sport bra, and went over the computer to close the Family Feud video and shutting it down.

"You know, I might take a shower later." You offered, "If you want, I'll leave the door unlocked for you to come in."

She instantly perked up from that, excitedly walking over to you and smashing your faces together for another kiss. "I'll wear my bikini." She whispered happily.

"Sis, you and I are going to have a lot of fun from here on." You smirked.

"Shelly! Where are you?!" Mom called out again in frustration.

"I'm here mom!" Shelly shouted back, leaving you alone in her room and she went downstairs.

Now that you were all alone, it's time to gather your thoughts together.

Hoo boy, what wonderful morning this has been. You got your own sister to suck you off! And it wasn't even in a dream this time!

You still needed to ask her a few questions to find out more about her feelings, and maybe get a better understanding of how the dreams were affecting her though.

Let's see, what shall you do next then?