Explain to Abbie what happened with Mom last night

It’s hard to even think about sex with your head aching, your eyes barely able to stay open, and your stomach growling from hunger. Abbie naked and telling you she needs to suck your cock manages to get the thought in your mind, though. Your cock starts to stiffen in your jeans.

However, you’re also worried about your mom coming home early to keep an eye on you. You’re going to be under close scrutiny for the foreseeable future.

“Abs, you need to put on some clothes. I’m worried that Mom is going to catch us,” you tell her.

She looks disappointed but gets out of bed and goes to her dresser to get clothes. “Why do you think Mom would come home early today?” Abbie asks.

You sit on the edge of her bed and flop back. You close your eyes and cover them with the backs of your hands. “Oh fuck. It’s a long story. She knows I can do magic, and she’s pissed off about it.”

You feel your sister move between your legs as they dangle off her bed. Her hands slide up your thighs and tug down your zipper.

“Abbie, I said Mom could catch us,” you say, reproving her for going ahead when you didn’t want her to.

“I heard you. You didn’t tell me no though, just that I needed to be dressed,” she replies. “If we hear her coming in, you can zip up in a couple of seconds. It’ll be OK.” She slips her fingers inside your fly, finds your hardening shaft, and carefully pulls it out.

“But I need to crash. I didn’t get any sleep last night,” you tell her. You can feel her soft, delicate hand stroking up and down your shaft.

“You were sound asleep when I got home,” Abbie says sounding confused, “and when I woke you this morning.”

“I was wide awake in Mom’s dreams the whole time though,” you explain. “I used a spell that lets me go into someone’s dreams. It doesn’t let you leave on your own though, and it’s like you’re not sleeping. Mom kept me there all night, asking me about what I was doing with magic.”

“Oh, poor Beanpole. In that case, let me help you relax and get to sleep,” Abbie says. You feel her mouth slide down over your cock. “Mmmm… mmmm… mmmmmngh…” She makes hungry noises as she sucks and bobs up and down.

“I really don’t need any help falling asleep now, but OK,” you relent. Your hand moves to her head to stroke her hair briefly, then drops to the mattress. “Good girl,” you murmur softly. She sucks a little harder and her head pumps up and down more aggressively on your shaft.

Since you’re unlikely to fall asleep during the blowjob, you figure you might as well tell Abbie what happened. “I found some spells on the website. One is to slow aging and have a long life with no disease. I cast it on both of us.”

“Oh! ‘ank ‘ou,” Abbie says with her mouth full, then goes back to her bobbing.

“I wanted to cast in on Mom, too, but it needs a psychic connection — a spell I already cast that affects the mind or dreams. So I decided to cast a dreamwalking spell on Mom. She saw me in her dream. She knew I got there using magic. She knows about magic and doesn’t want us to ever use it.”

Abbie suckles and laps at the head of your cock, while she strokes your shaft. You don’t make any effort to hold off finishing fast. You need to get to sleep. Your cock jets out cum into your sister’s mouth. You breathe out a contented sigh. “Good enough to hold you for now, Abs?” you ask. You open your eyes and lift your head off the mattress, so you can see to put your cock away.

You see your sister between your knees, smiling. She nods in answer to your question. “For now,” she giggles. “I needed it so bad. Thank you so much.”

You sit up and caress her cheek with your fingertips. “I need to sleep now.” You tell her. You get to your feet and start to shuffle to your room.

“Would you mind opening that magic website?” Abbie asks. “I haven’t been able to find it with a search.” She grabs her laptop and brings it to you. “I’d like to see what other spells there are on it.”

You sit on the edge of your bed, and type in the URL for the site. “Be careful that Mom doesn’t ever see that website. I told her that I learned spells from some guys at school, who were talking about them as an urban legend. You should just play dumb about magic completely, and try to act as normal as you can when Mom’s around. If she knew I enchanted you, I think she’d outright kill me.”

“Thanks, Stretch,” she says and kisses your cheek. “Get some sleep. Maybe I’ll find something on here that can help us.”

You curl up on your bed fully dressed and pass out.

When you’re awakened by Abbie shaking your shoulder, you can see it’s dark outside. “Hey, Beanpole, wake up. Mom wants you in the kitchen. She says just because you slept through dinner, doesn’t mean you get out of doing the dishes,” she says. Her voice drops low to add, “She is unreasonably pissed off at you. You were right, she did come home early today and checked your room to make sure you were really sleeping. Now, she’s sitting in the kitchen waiting for you. I think she wants to yell at you some more while you do the dishes.” Abbie’s tone is worried.

You still feel wiped out, although you must have slept for several hours. You’re also famished. You struggle to get up and out of bed. “I’m coming,” you mumble.

“Could you come to my room for a second before you go downstairs? I want to show you something.” Your sister says and walks into her room.

You follow, and she leads you to the laptop that’s open on her desk. “I looked at the spells here,” she whispers. “There’s nothing I saw that would get Mom to give you a break or forget what she knows about you using magic, unless you want to enchant her. If it works on her like it did on me, she’ll let you get away with anything.”

“Let's call making Mom into my sex **** plan b, Abs, in case nothing else works. I’m still getting used to you being one,” you hiss low.

“Oh, speaking of me being your sex ****, do you want me to look hotter?” she asks. “There’s a spell that can do that.”

“I can’t imagine you any hotter, Abs. I like you how you are," you tell her grinning wide. "I saw that spell though, and cast it on myself. I’m gonna get a little bulked up and grow my cock some”

Abbie frowns. “But you’re perfect now, and your cock is amazing.”

You laugh. “That’s the spell talking, Abs. But since you are under a spell, you’ll still think I’m perfect after I change, so don’t worry about it.”

“OK." she says hesitantly. She doesn't sound completely convinced but has to go along with what you say. "There’s one thing I didn’t get on the site — that link at the bottom of the spell list that says, “greater awareness and understanding.” It didn’t do anything. Do you know what it’s about?”

“Huh? I never saw that,” you tell her. She points to it on the screen. You lean down, press the laptop’s touchpad, and click the link.

It opens a new page, with another list. At the top of the page, the text reads: “You have successfully cast three different spells. This indicates that you have sufficient ability and interest to master more complex magic.”

Before you can read any further, you hear your mother’s voice calling from the kitchen. “David, I want to see you down here, doing the dishes right away!”

You leave Abbie to read the new web page, while you go down to face the dirty dishes, and your mother.