Chapter 6

Dreams are sometimes so magical!

Things that you can't even think about in reality will be reflected in dreams, and they are so vivid that they are jaw-dropping.

I realized that I had appeared in the living room of my home. I looked at the scene in front of me in amazement. In the corner of the side, my mother was also covering her mouth at the corner of the living room, looking at the scene in the living room in surprise.

There was only her sister in the living room. She was lying on the couch, swaying with her two beautiful legs, facing her back to the side of the hall, playing with her phone empty, as if she was chatting with someone.

My sister didn't notice at all. My mother had been paying attention to her in the corner for a long time.

And she didn't seem to notice at all. At some point, her miniskirt had turned up a little, revealing most of her plump buttocks. Now, she was wearing stockings, and her buttocks were not covered. She still couldn't see any traces of her underwear as usual. She could see her private parts at a glance. The anal plug could also be clearly seen from the perspective of her mother and me.

I don’t know if it is a unique way of lying on my lie. In order not to press on my chest, my sister’s waist must be sunk down to the sofa, which caused her buttocks to rise up, making her buttocks look so round and plump.

The two tightly closed pink labia minora between the white and tender thighs are clearly visible, and even a little bit of crystal clear vaginal fluid can be seen on it, sticking to half of my sister's thighs like sweat beads, showing a tiny bit, especially on the vagina, the purple anal plug is even more eye-catching. Whenever people want to divert their attention, they will be attracted by its crystal clearness.

I never expected that my sister would be so careless. She didn't know that she had exposed herself, and she was actually found out by her mother...

Although it is in a dream, if this is also a foreseeable dream, it means that in the future, mother may really discover her sister’s little secret, and discovering her sister’s little secret means that the matter between us may be discovered!

Then won’t you be skinned and cramped by your mother?

Seeing my mother standing at the corner of the living room, covering her mouth and widening her eyes, staring at her sister in the living room without saying a word, I couldn't help but feel creepy.

My mother should have just been too shocked, so she did not attack her sister. If she had reacted, she would not know what kind of torture she would be exerted on her sister!

Click...

At this moment, the sound of opening the door suddenly came from the entrance.

Everyone in the room immediately became alert. My mother and I looked at the door at the same time, and my sister, who was lying on the sofa, slowly supported herself and prepared to sit up from the sofa.

As the door was pushed open from outside, my mother and I immediately saw me walking in from outside.

It's me, it's the second time I've seen myself in my dream, rather than being covered with layers of fog on my face as before, making people unable to see their true colors.

At this moment, I was naturally just a conscious mind. It can be said that it did not exist at all. The me who walked in from outside should be the real me. It was a strange feeling.

One real me, looking at another real me; one is vague and illusory, one is real, which one is real?Or are they all fake?

Can the things in the dream be real?

Will the foreseeable things happening in the dream be fake?

Mom, I'm back!

The moment I saw me enter the door, my mother, who was walking around the corner of the living room, first showed a panic expression, then quickly sorted out her emotions, pretending that nothing had happened, and after forcibly smiling, she greeted me: Are you back?Hungry?

Um……

Let's take a break first, I'll go cook!

As my mother said that, she turned around and walked towards the kitchen, never mentioning what she had just seen, nor was she trying to torture her sister.

When I walked to the living room, I saw my sister sitting on the sofa in the living room. When I saw me, a meaningful smile appeared on her face and waved to me.

I saw nothing. I just entered the door and didn't even see the spring scenery of my sister at all. At this moment, she had sat up. All the scenery under her skirt was covered and pressed under her body. Only the sofa knew its beauty, she knew that she was not wearing under her skirt, and she knew that she was wearing an anal plug on her anus.

Seeing my sweaty and slightly panting, I obviously had just returned from playing basketball outside and was covered in sweat, so I didn't stay in the living room for a long time. I greeted my sister briefly and chatted for a few casual words. After breathing, I got up from my sister, took my clothes from the balcony, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Leaving her sister alone on the sofa, smiling thoughtfully. After a while, she got up and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for her mother.

My consciousness quickly followed, fearing that my mother would attack my sister who came in.

But to my surprise, even though only my mother and sister were left alone at this moment, my mother still said nothing, and did not expose the fact that my sister was not wearing under her skirt, nor did she ask her why she wore an anal plug in her anus. After all, normal people would never accept that their family was wearing such embarrassing things.

How can every girl do such a thing?

If I had never seen my sister wear anal plug before, and if I didn’t know how comfortable she would be after wearing anal plug, I wouldn’t be able to accept her wearing this thing, but until the moment I saw her wearing anal plug after I deflowered the anal plug, I calmly accepted all this. That little thing is not only beautiful, but also comfortable, why not do it?

The most important thing is that it is the Ah I asked my sister to wear!

So now I have to think about a countermeasure. If I really have that kind of inappropriate relationship with my sister in the future, and finally fool her into putting on an anal plug, and my mother discovered it, I must think of an excuse to help my sister relieve her. After all, it was because of me. If I only let my sister be scolded, it would be too unreasonable.

This is another benefit of predicting dreams. It allows you to know in advance whether what is about to happen is good or bad. Although there is no way to change the result, it can give you enough time to think about how to make up for this mistake if you make a mistake?

Until the end of this dream, my mother never scolded my sister, which made me really confused.

But when I woke up from my dream, I slowly figured it out. Maybe my mother thought this kind of thing was really hard to say, right?

After all, that is my sister’s privacy. Although she will expose herself without wearing underwear, if she likes her, there is no way to restrict her, right?

As for the anal plug, what should I say?

Maybe even my mother doesn’t know what it is. If I hadn’t seen that in my foreseeable dream, I inserted it into my sister’s anus, maybe I wouldn’t even know it was an anal plug, let alone a relatively conservative person like my mother, who might have never seen her in her life!

The mother may feel that a purple rhinestone appeared between her daughter's thighs, which looked strange, but she should not think about what the thing was for!

So maybe there is no need to worry too much. Even if my mother really discovers her sister’s little secret in the future, she will probably not be able to speak out and talk to her sister about such privacy. Moreover, her sister has grown up. My mother must also consider her face and psychology. At most, she will hit her indirectly, and she will not directly point out her sister’s problems. Otherwise, what should I do if my daughter is forced into psychological problems?

I just don’t know if my mother would scare her crazy when she discovers something between me and my sister in the future?

Although this hasn't happened yet!

I don’t know if it was because I dreamed of my mother and was worried about being discovered by her, which led to my worrying all day today. From time to time, I would turn my attention to my mother, secretly observe her, and start thinking about her usual personality and her personality when she loses her temper, and considering if she discovers the secret between me and my sister in the future, will she break her legs?

Cramps and skin?

As a result, it was fine if I didn't pay attention. After paying attention, I found that my mother's figure was really good, with a concave and convex shape, which was much better than my younger sister's figure. Not only was her breasts round and full, but she was bigger than her cup, but her buttocks were also quite perky and plump than her sister's.

Although most of them are hidden under her loose dress, every time she sits down, she can still vaguely see some lines and outlines on her buttocks, and even her waist is very slender. If the dress accidentally fits her body, it can be seen that her whole body presents a streamlined beauty, without any unnecessary abruptness, and without any unusually strange things.

I had known before that my mother's figure was actually very good, but I never paid special attention to it, because in my opinion, my mother is absolutely sacred and inviolable, not only because of her profession, but also because of her identity. As a biological mother, I did not dare to have any evil thoughts about my mother at all, nor did I dare to comment on her figure at all.

Now that I really pay attention, I realize that my mother is really beautiful. Not only is she beautiful, but she even has an invincible figure. She is definitely a prominent existence among women.

In the past, I absolutely did not dare to look at my mother's body like this, but now I don't know if I have had too many dreams with my sister, or if it happened to be adolescent, which made me have an unprecedented impulse for the female body, wanting to understand, or even hug!

Unfortunately, I can only think about it randomly. I absolutely dare not have that kind of inappropriate thoughts towards my mother!

Do you fantasize?I dare not fantasize or want to!

Just like I am now, sitting on the sofa in the living room, secretly looking at my mother who was half leaning against the wall of the balcony, and just glanced at me, I quickly turned my head and sat upright, glanced at my sister who was also sitting next to me watching TV, to see if she noticed my little moves?

My mother, who was on the balcony, was pressing her upper body down slightly because she was holding the half-person-high wall with her hands, but her buttocks were even more perky. Although she was accidentally, she still showed a very feminine and charming movement. It was precisely because of this posture that even her very loose dress had to show the outline of her seductive lower body because of her perky and plump buttocks.

The two plump and round buttocks are slightly reflected in the thin skirt. The entire outline can be roughly seen from the back. Although it is not as exposed as those women who like to wear yoga pants and fitness pants now, for a small virgin like me, it is enough to make people think about it.

Speaking of virginity, I dreamed that I had had so many relationships with my sister, but in reality there was no progress at all.I don’t know how we made the first step in reality?

I sniffed the faint fragrance from my sister's body beside me, which made me feel a little distracted. The giant object under my crotch began to move, and there was a sign that I could not suppress it and wanted to raise my head.

By the way, sister, have you noticed that your mother has been a little absent-minded recently?

In order to suppress my innocence, I had to use the words to divert the topic, thus divert my attention and let my second brother settle down.

Is there any?Upon hearing this, my sister turned her head and moved her gaze from the TV to me. She first glanced at me, and then moved to the back of her mother on the balcony.

Yes, I found that she has been sitting alone in a daze from time to time recently, and I don’t know what’s wrong?

Could it be that I think of ‘Dad’?

My sister didn't know what she thought of, but suddenly she raised the corner of her mouth and showed a meaningful smile. She suddenly came to my ear without any signs, exhaling like an orchid, and said softly in my ear in a very provocative tone.

The exhaled heat sprayed on my cochlea, causing the desire that I had finally suppressed to rise again, and my dick suddenly bounced uncontrollably. If it weren't for the jeans blocking it, I would have been embarrassed.

But it still makes me feel very uncomfortable.

Damn sister, you actually dare to tease me!

But before I could react, my sister straightened up again and sat down again as if nothing had happened.

Damn, after teasing me, I thought nothing had happened!

The key is that I can’t do anything to her!This is the most annoying thing!

Because at this moment, my mother had finished talking on the phone with my father. After reading some mobile phone information, she turned around and walked back from the balcony, which forced my sister and I to sit upright and continue watching TV.

I'll go out!

When passing by the back of the sofa, my mother casually said to us, without explaining where we were going, nor when we would come back.

oh!

good!

My sister and I responded at the same time, and then watched my mother leave together.

My sister turned her head and lay down on the edge of the sofa. I hurriedly came up and took the opportunity to press on my sister, taking revenge on her teasing me just now while staring at her mother's movements.

Although my eyes were watching my mother's graceful back walking towards the entrance, my body was tightly pressed against my sister's beautiful back, smelling the unique fragrance coming from her fair back neck. The intimate and ambiguous movements made my body's reaction even more intense. Fortunately, my sister did not notice it.

My sister's attention is also on her mother who is opening the door and leaving, and she has not noticed my behavior, so I can take advantage of this opportunity to take advantage of the situation, although I can't be too presumptuous.

And after my mother quickly opened the door and left, she completely ended my petty revenge.

Take advantage of me, right?

Sure enough, as my mother closed the door after she left the door, my sister also realized that I was lying on her back at this moment, and suddenly turned around with shame and started a fight with me.

Alas...hey...

The brother and brother fought together, and soon I was defeated by my sister because I was young, and she pressed her shoulders on the sofa.

Although I am proficient in jumping, rap, and basketball, and my strength is already much greater than my sister, I still got a little disadvantage in this battle with my experience of bullying me since I was a child.

The sister was pressed under her body and couldn't move, but her hands accidentally touched her chest while she was scratching her. Before she could stop, she pinched her gently.

uh-huh……

My sister groaned, and the arm that pressed my shoulders suddenly lost strength. Her body softened and pressed directly on me.

Unable to defend, the two of them touched their mouths gently!

I was stunned all of a sudden, and my sister was like a frightened bird, subconsciously bounced off me, which could almost be said to be a unique stress reaction for women.

After getting up again, my sister's face turned red, just like she ran into the sauna on a hot day, and it was almost dripping water.

With eyes facing each other, they were a little embarrassed, as if even the air around them had condensed. No one spoke, and could only hear each other's heartbeat.

Uh... so boring... I'm going to rest...

In the end, my sister was even more embarrassed, as if she couldn't stand the ambiguous look with me. She turned her eyes and glanced at one side, then stood up from me. After saying this, she hurriedly got up from the sofa and walked back to her room quickly.

I was still lying on the sofa without moving, and the scene of kissing my sister was constantly replaying in my mind. I didn't expect that my first kiss would be gone.

But it seems...it feels pretty good. It turns out that girls’ lips are so fragrant?I don’t know if it’s my sister’s body or lips, but I just felt a scent of lychees.

I licked my lips, and it seemed that there was a faint fruity residue. It must be her lychee-flavored lipstick?

As I carefully recalled everything just now, my palms were still in the posture when I just grabbed my sister's breasts and I was unwilling to take them back.

My sister's breasts are so big and soft. Even though I was just separated by a layer of clothes and underwear, I could completely feel the softness of my sister's breasts. The breast ball that I could barely grasp with one hand was so round that I just opened my palms and could hold them in full, so I could feel its roundness and fullness carefully.

I never thought that my relationship with my sister would be broken through in such a relationship, and it would be so fast. Just now, I was still thinking about how I and my sister broke through the normal sibling relationship, but I didn’t expect it to be realized immediately. Although it was just a small accident, it was also a good omen, right?

Perhaps this small thing can gradually change our relationship, and then develop into a physical relationship in the dream little by little, breaking through the thick barrier of human shackles.

I held my hand in the air, and the void grasped it a few more times, closed my eyes and recalled the feeling of holding my sister's breasts just now. Although I had touched it countless times in my dream, it was the first time I touched my sister's breasts, and even the first time I touched my woman's breasts, which felt very good.

After a long time, he withdrew his hand, stood up from the sofa, looked at his sister's closed room door, and couldn't help but hesitate.

In the end, she didn't have the courage to break into her sister's room and had something ulterior motive with her!

well……

I lamented, and I also hated myself for being lustful but not being lustful, but this matter was very big after all, and the relationship was very complicated, which made me dare not take risks.

If my sister was Deng Ziyi, I might have said that I would strike while the iron is hot, and take advantage of the moment that she might be in a mess to see if there is any chance to go further.

But she is not. She is her biological sister. I don’t have the courage to talk to her at all. It’s better to proceed step by step, so as not to ruin the relationship. By then, it would be a tragic situation.

Anyway, I have had a dream of predicting it and I will definitely have sex with my sister in the future. It is better to wait for it to come naturally so as not to have a grudge.

I watched TV alone in the living room for several hours. During this period, my sister never came out of the room. Until after five o'clock in the evening, she saw that my mother had not come back, so my sister came out of her room. She first hurried to the toilet and then went to the kitchen.

Obviously I had been in the room for a long time and had not waited until my mother came back. I was afraid that I would feel embarrassed when I met me after coming out, so even if I was holding my urine, I never came out of the room. Later, I was still afraid that my mother might have delayed something outside and didn’t have time to come back to cook, so I had to come out to prepare dinner.

After coming out of the room, my sister even deliberately did not go to see me to avoid looking at me. It was obviously a little embarrassed and did not completely get out of what happened just now.

But she was embarrassed, but I was not embarrassed. As a man, I must have a thicker face, otherwise how can I have sex with my sister in the future?

So after my sister entered the kitchen, I quickly turned off the TV and followed her into the kitchen to help prepare supper.

I know why my mother has been in a daze recently!

When my sister saw me coming in, she had a clear panic in her eyes, but she quickly covered up her past. In order to resolve the embarrassment between each other, she had to take the lead in finding excuses to chat with me and break the ambiguous atmosphere between us.

Why?

I asked casually while holding the ingredients from the refrigerator.

In fact, I almost figured it out in one afternoon. My mother is now in a daze from time to time, which may be related to something that happened ten days ago.

It must be because the elevator broke down last time, which caused a psychological impact on my mother. Let's make a delicious meal for her to taste later?My sister sported apron for cooking and holding a spatula and said with a striking sarcasm.

Almost half a month ago, the elevator in our building suddenly malfunctioned because it was too old. It trapped my mother and the neighbors upstairs for nearly four hours. It was not until after 8 o'clock that night that firefighters arrived and rescued them. It was also since that day that my mother has been lingering fears. Although she still took the elevator, she seemed very careful every time, for fear of being trapped again.

According to her, being trapped inside is quite desperate because you don’t know whether you will be suffocated to death or if something goes wrong in the elevator and falls to death?

Especially when there is no signal inside, it is stuffy and hot. Apart from beating the iron wall of the elevator desperately, no one outside can hear it even if you shout loudly. Moreover, even if you beat the elevator wall desperately, the sound that can be heard is minimal. This is the most desperate thing.

You have no way to call others to save you. You can only wait until someone finds that the elevator is broken and then call someone to repair it. You may find that you are trapped inside. The safety risks of the old elevator are even greater than that of the building itself!

Um……

I nodded and felt something deeply. I just figured it out. Although my mother seemed to have recovered and passed on the surface after experiencing the elevator incident, she still had some psychological shadows in her heart. She just wanted to show her strong side in front of her children.

My father has not been home for overtime for more than a month, so that my mother has no shoulder to rely on and express her grievances, and she cannot show her weak side in front of her children. No wonder she is stunned from time to time!

Alas, thank you for your hard work, mom!

After looking at her sister, she reached a consensus and decided to make a table of good dishes to reward her mother, which can be regarded as a temporary liberating process.

Then the two began to get busy in the kitchen. I was responsible for cutting vegetables and chopping meat, while my sister was responsible for cooking. The two of them had a tacit understanding of their division of labor and cooperation. Soon, they made two plates of good dishes and put them out. After they were put on the plate, I took them out one by one, and my sister continued to stir-fry the last plate of vegetables.

When I brought out the second plate of fried meat, I suddenly heard the sound of the door opening from the entrance. I turned my head and looked and found that it was my mother who was back.

But for some reason, my mother did not change into slippers outside, but still walked in with a pair of strappy high-heeled sandals. Instead, she carried the slippers in her hand and took them into the room.

When I saw me, my mother's expression suddenly became panicked. She subconsciously wanted to hide the slippers in her hand behind her, but when she was halfway through the movement, she suddenly stopped.

Moreover, her expression quickly returned to calm. Although she looked a little tired, her face was flushed. It really made people wonder whether she was tired or not?

Mom, are you back?

But I didn't think much about it. After going out for the whole afternoon, my mother must have gone to do something. It's normal for me to be tired when I come back.

Apart from being a little curious about her holding slippers and not knowing what to do, are her shoes dirty?

Well... Mom responded simply and walked towards the bathroom.

Hearing my voice, my sister poked her head out of the kitchen and looked at her mother. After looking up and down, she smiled and said: Mom, my food is ready and I can have a meal soon!

OK...you eat first...

As my mother said, she quickly walked into the bathroom, leaving my sister and I standing at the kitchen door and staring dryly.

Although the dishes on the table were only three plates, they were also made for my mother. How could we eat them first? So after looking at my sister, we could only helplessly make three bowls of rice first, and then sit at the table and wait for my mother.

As a result, my mother went into the bathroom for more than ten minutes before she came out, which made one of the dishes that were first served cold.

And after my mother came out, I realized that what she had stained might be her high-heeled sandals, not the slippers she was carrying just now, because her slippers were not wet, but she took off her high-heeled shoes and put them in the bathroom.

When I went to the bathroom after dinner, I also found the shoes that were dried by my mother after washing them.

It seems that I have stepped on a puddle outside, got mud or something else dirty!

But for some reason, I always feel that when I come out of the bathroom, my mother looks a little cautious when she looks at me.

Is there anything on my face?

No... Mom shook her head, then withdrew her gaze, then quickly went to the bathroom, took out the dry high-heeled sandals that had been dry for a while, and put them on the shoe rack outside.

I was a little confused, but my mother didn't explain anything to me. After returning to the house, she took her pajamas and took a shower. Everything was very normal.

Could it be that my mother was moved by cooking a meal with my sister in the evening?

I can’t figure it out, does my mother’s expectations for me have so low?Can she be moved by a meal?Then how many times do I have to be moved by her cooking for me every day?