My little sister is scared of the dark

Everyone involved is 18+

My sister had a traumatic thing happen to her when she was little. While playing hide and seek during a sleepover at our house, she hid in an old trunk in our basement and her friends thought it would be funny to lock her in it. They didn’t know the lock was busted and my Dad and big brother Dan couldn’t get it open, as they tried I kept speaking to her through the side of it trying to comfort her. I am a king size nerd and read all kinds and I had read a how to pick locks book once and asked my Dad if he thought I should try he said he was too scared he would hit Emily with the drill if he tried to drill out the lock so I might as well try. I hadn’t been successful in any of my attempts before this but I hadn’t tried it on an old lock like this trunk had. I wasn’t sure how long it took me but it felt like an eternity, I could hear her crying and I kept talking to her until by some miracle I succeeded and the lock sprung open the lid popped up and there she was free, she gave me a big hug and after that I was her hero and saviour. Not even our football super star’s light could shine as bright as mine in her eyes. I was always the one she turned to when she needed to feel safe To this day she is terrified of the dark (and has other issues) and needs a night light. We have always shared a room and if for any reason that night light goes out I have company in my bed.

This one night there was a massive thunderstorm come through our county and it knocked the power out and Emily was petrified. She made me promise I would share my bed with her. I, of course said yes, she is my sweet pea. There was no telling what time the sun went down because the storm raged on outside. Dad and Mom tried to comfort her but all she wanted was her partner in crime for comfort, that was me. She trembled as we headed off to our room with an old oil lantern. I said I would read her one of my sci-fi stories while we hung out before the lamp had to go out.

I showed he my book collection and she picked John Carter of Mars (The Barroom Series) by Edgar Rice Burroughs. I laughed and said teasingly “you know they are all naked in this book don’t you, you naughty girl” which garnered a small smile on her terrified face.

I changed into my pajama shorts as Emily changed into a night dress that looked like a giant T-Shirt and removed her panties. She never wore panties to bed she said you have to let your bits breath. I crawled into bed first as my bed is against the wall and one of the other issues the trunk incident cause is acute claustrophobia. She crawls in after me and I begin reading the story. My back is against my head board and Emily is cuddled into me tucked under my arm with her head on my bare chest. As I read she starts to absently caress my chest, between that and the story, I developed a raging hard on. Which Emily doesn’t notice because of where I am holding the massive hard cover book and I continue reading. It helps to ease her mind and we start talking about the story and how she finds it hot they are all naked.

After a time I tell we need to put the lantern out and go to sleep which causes her to tense up.

“It’s going to be okay I am right here” I say in a soothing tone.

“As long as u keep ur arms wrapped around me.” She begs

I am in a situation, my hard on is still very much rock hard and the only way we could do what she wants is if we spoon.

I figured I would go to the bathroom and take care of it.

“okay but I need to go to the bathroom first”

“You are not leaving me alone” she says in a panic.

“Of course not. Now slide out”

She gets out and then I slide out hunched over and turn my back to her as I pick up the lantern so she doesn’t see my erection.

I lead the way to the bathroom and we get there I hand her the lantern and say I will be right out.

“Like fuck you are leaving me out here, I have seen ur dick many times, so now I get to watch you pee, hell you will get to see me pee too because I have to go as well”

I decided fuck it “I don’t need to pee” and turned around so she could see my hard on which was poking out the front trap door of my PJs.

“Oh wow, I can watch that too. It’s not like I haven’t watched before all those nights you thought I was a sleep. We have shared a room all our lives of course I knew when you were jerking off. Let me pee and u can do it in bed where you will be comfortable”

I was stunned “W-w-what? Really?”

“Least I can do for my hero”

After we go in and she pees, which was a first for me. I got a flash of her mystery bits too, cute, we head back to our room.

We crawl into bed again. I am throbbing. Emily says “let’s lie on our backs and do it together. and orgasm always helps me sleep.”

So that is what we do. She never takes her eyes off my hand working on my cock and I never take my eyes of her massaging her cute little clit. we orgasm at the same time and I jazz all over my belly. Emily whips off her night dress and uses it to clean me up after the waves of orgasmic euphoria subside. To be continued…