Jeremy slowly opened his eyes. Blinding sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, making him instinctively squint. The room was permeated with the cool crispness of early morning, the air still holding the lingering warmth of last night's dreams. He rubbed his temples and murmured to himself, "Was it all... really just a dream?"
No, it couldn't be. The sensation had felt too real—surging into his mind like a flood, awakening the memories of his past life. In those memories, this world was merely a TV series called *The Vampire Diaries*, and he—Jeremy Gilbert—was nothing more than its most pathetic supporting character. The hapless loser who was constantly ignored and mistreated. His sister—no, his *stepsister*—Elena Gilbert... that damn doppelgänger ... was practically the heroine of the entire vampire world. At this thought, Jeremy's member involuntarily stiffened. A dark impulse surged through him like a tidal wave: she wasn't his biological sister, which meant... absolutely *everything* was fucking possible.
"Fuck," he cursed under his breath, a wicked smirk curling at the corners of his mouth. "The plot hasn't even started yet; there's still time... I'll just get off first, then figure out the rest." He threw back the covers, pulled down his boxers, and tossed them unceremoniously to the foot of the bed. The morning light spilled over his naked body; his thick cock already stood fully erect, veins bulging, its head glistening with a bead of clear fluid. Lying there on the bed, he wrapped his right hand around his throbbing shaft and began to stroke it rhythmically. The sound of skin rubbing against skin echoed through the quiet room as he closed his eyes, Elena's image rising vividly in his mind.
It had happened just last month, when they went to the beach. He had caught a stolen glimpse of her in the split-second she was changing—specifically, that pair of white panties clinging tight to her shapely ass, accentuating the seductive curves between her long legs. Her rear was so pert, her breasts so firm, and her legs were as long and slender as a model's. "You slutty sister," he panted to himself, his hand movements growing faster and faster as his cock slid slickly within his grip. "God, it would feel so damn good to fuck you just once... Your little pussy must be tight as hell."
Just as he was fully immersed in his fantasy, jerking off with increasing intensity, a sudden *click* sounded from outside the door. The door swung open, and Elena walked right in. Her long legs—clad in tight jeans that accentuated her slender, well-proportioned curves—stepped into the room. On her upper body, a simple T-shirt hugged her beautiful breasts, which quivered ever so slightly. She had intended to wake him up: "Jeremy, why haven't you come downstairs yet—?"
Her words cut off abruptly. Elena's eyes locked directly onto her younger brother lying on the bed; his massive cock was exposed to the air, his hand still wrapped around it, the head swollen and red as if it were about to burst. She froze for a moment, then her gaze shifted from that thick, long shaft of flesh up to Jeremy's face—who was staring back at her in utter shock.
"Sis! What the hell are you doing barging in like that? Get the fuck out!" Jeremy shouted in a panic, fumbling to cover his crotch with both hands. But his cock was so rock-hard that he couldn't cover it completely; through the gaps between his palms, a section of his shaft and his bulging balls remained visible, swaying slightly—a sight that made Elena's cheeks burn crimson in an instant.
Elena didn't utter a single word; her head was spinning. She hurriedly backed out of the room and slammed the door shut behind her with a loud *bang*. Jeremy listened to the sound of her rapid footsteps retreating down the hall, his heart pounding like a drum. Yet, strangely enough, his cock didn't go soft; instead, it grew even harder, throbbing as if to mock his embarrassment. As he recalled the look in his sister's eyes—that blend of shock laced with a hint of curiosity—an image involuntarily flashed through his mind: the sight of her gazing upon his naked manhood. "Fuck, she saw me... she saw my cock," he panted, his right hand resuming its stroking motion—this time faster and more vigorous. His cock slid furiously within his grip, making a distinct *slap-slap* sound. "You slutty big sister, you're wet now, aren't you? Seeing your little brother's big cock must have your little pussy absolutely dripping."
Meanwhile, Elena had already rushed back to her own room; she shut the door, then slid down with her back pressed against the wood. Her heart pounded wildly, her mind replaying the scene she had just witnessed over and over: her brother's massive cock—rock-hard, with a bright red head and balls that looked so full. "Oh God, what did I just see..." she murmured to herself, feeling a sudden rush of heat surge from her crotch; her panties were already soaked. She slipped a hand inside her jeans and touched herself through the fabric; it was sticky and slick—drenched in her own lustful juices.
"Damn it, he must have only become this way... this *perverted*... after what happened to Mom and Dad," Elena tried to convince herself, yet her fingers instinctively began to rub her clitoris, sending shivers through her body. "He's my brother—how could he... But why am I getting wet, too? Fuck, what is wrong with me?" Panting, she unzipped her jeans and pushed them—along with her panties—down to her knees. She spread her long legs, revealing her pink, luscious pussy; it was already glistening wet, her labia swollen and engorged, with juices trickling down the insides of her thighs. Biting her lip, she thrust two fingers deep into her juicy little hole, instantly feeling a jolt of pleasure—like an electric current—course through her entire body.
"Ah... mm..." Elena moaned softly, her fingers twisting and thrusting inside her, moving faster and faster. In her mind's eye, Jeremy's cock suddenly appeared—that sheer size... it was so much bigger than she had ever imagined. "If that were sliding inside me... no, I shouldn't!" She tried to rein herself in, but her body refused to obey; her fingers dug into her G-spot, and her juices splashed all over her hand. "My little brother's cock... it's so big... Fuck, what am I thinking? But it feels so good... Ah!"
Jeremy was furiously jerking off in his room; his cock throbbed painfully, on the verge of cumming. He pictured Elena's perky ass in his mind, fantasizing about pinning her down on the bed and pounding her tight little pussy from behind. "You slut... Sis's pussy must be virgin-tight—so tight it'd squeeze a guy to death!" he growled, his hand moving at lightning speed. Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the door—heavier steps this time, carrying the distinct rhythm of a mature woman.