Night Moves_(0)

I sneaked cautiously through the dark house to her bedroom. I was trying to realize a dream, I wanted to lie next to a girl, be in the same bed, be near her warmth and softness. At sixteen I’d never done that, been in bed with someone of the opposite sex but I knew deep in my balls I would enjoy it. I silently pushed the lever on her door then slipped ghost-like through the narrow opening then clicked the door closed behind me. I could see her lying on her side, facing away from me, bent at the waist so her ass was the most prominent feature of her slumbering body. I crept on bare feet over the rug to the bed and looked down on her, she didn’t know I was there, that her curves and form under the light blanket were causing my blood to warm. I lifted the blanket to reveal that she was wearing an ankle length flannel sleeping gown. My cock pulsed in my briefs, my heart started to thud loudly, not because of how she looked but because I was going to get on the bed with her.

I turned away from her and sat slowly down, putting my butt on the edge of the mattress. The bed dipped with my weight until I was sitting fully. She didn’t move, she didn’t wake. I twisted around and ever so carefully eased back until I was on my back with my feet still on the floor. Encouraged by her uninterrupted sleep I lifted first one leg then the second until I was lying on the edge of her bed. My heart was tripping a million miles an hour, my boner ached. I turned my head to look at the back of hers, I looked at the long dark hair strung over her pillow then my eyes traveled down her back, over her butt and along the shape of her legs under the covers. I put a hand in my shorts and caressed my aching erection which caused an involuntary tremor to shake the bed. She felt the shift and moved, changing position by rolling to her back. Her right leg was lying against my left side, one hand flopped across my stomach. I fought the urge to cum in my shorts.

I stayed next to her for ten minutes holding my breath the entire time. Finally the pressure in my balls got too strong and I slipped off the bed then back to my own room where I fucked my fist, blowing my nuts into a t-shirt. The next morning after breakfast she caught me as we were getting ready for school “I had a weird dream last night, I dreamed that we were like homeless and sleeping together on an old mattress.”

“Oh wow, that’s totally fucking gross. You’re my big sister, being in a bed with you would totally freak me out.”

She was four months shy of eighteen, I was well over sixteen. Neither my sister nor I would ever be part of the in-crowd at school, the clique of pretty and handsome young women and men who had no room in their lives for anyone like my sister and me. We were the dictionary definition of homely. Both she and I had long triangular faces, high freckled foreheads that narrowed to sharp pointed chins. The most prominent feature on my sister’s face was the shotgun pattern of freckles across her cheeks, the dull brown spots matched the color of her hair and eyes perfectly. I sported a short fat nose and pouty lips that looked out of place on my narrow face. Even our names, Nadine and Elvin, caused derisive comments and scorn from the social elite. Not only were we unappealing to the others in school, we were also newcomers. Our family had moved from Tampa Florida to a much smaller mid-west city when our father got a major promotion. The only thing my sister and I enjoyed was the influx of money and possessions from our father’s job and generosity. Since we had moved my sister and I were forced by our isolation to become friends and allies.

Two weeks after my foray to her bed Nadine came into the house crying, ranting mad and totally distraught. I asked her what was wrong and she came back with “Do you ever talk to any of the beautiful people at school? Do they ever talk to you? Those three fucking blonde cunts in Morgan’s class decided to give me hell today because I don’t look like them! They called me skinny, they called me Nate, not Nadine because they said I have no hips or tits. Patty, the leader said that if I was a dog I’d be homeless because nobody would want something that had a face like this……” my sister took off her thick glasses and started to cry. I felt bad for her, I emphasized with her because I had to take the same bullying crap from the guys at school. I also didn’t understand why they would be picking on her because of her body, she looked pretty damn nice to me. Maybe she didn’t have a D cup bra or a Barbie waist but she was shaped as well as many of the hot girls in our school.

Nadine was a senior and she swore that as soon as she graduated and turned eighteen she was headed back to Tampa and her friends. I had a year longer in school but I was also making plans for fleeing the nest, I dreamed of attending a big-name University somewhere in New England, any one of the several Ivy League schools established long before our country became a nation.