The rest of the car ride was quiet, though not as awkward as it could have been, It had more to do with Anais and I each spending a lot of time thinking than it did with us not wanting to talk.

We spent some time with our parents at supper that night, somehow we'd made pretty decent time and Mom was in a good mood, and Anais didn't dare spoil anything by mentioning that maybe she'd miscalculated the distance for the second day.

The only real problem was how I kept worrying that mom and dad had to see there was something going on between Anais and me, though any signs of it were far more noticeable to me since I was looking for them, Anais basically told me to chill out a little when she had a chance, though I caught her looking nervous a couple times too. It was like an involuntary reaction that we'd built up from all those times we'd been caught doing something wrong as kids, Parents might not be omniscient, but that didn't mean they didn't seem like it at times.

It was a relief for me when we all finally retreated to our rooms, leaving Anais and me alone, Her I could deal with. Well, not in a totally normal way recently, but at least I didn't have to watch everything I said around her, She already knew about, and was a major part of, my current biggest secret.

We started getting ready for bed earlier than we normally would have, which could have simply been because there was nothing much else to do. That said, I was glad to see Anais pull out her laptop before she climbed into bed since it meant we were both probably thinking the same thing.

"Are we having move night again?" I asked half sarcasticly.

She snorted softly and shruged, but didn't look at all surprised by the question, "If you want." she said.

I went to the bathroom to get changed first, then joined my sister on her bed. Once again we both covered partly up under the sheets to preserve some sliver of decency, even if it was getting to the point where any such attempt was a formality at best.

We had better luck with videos this time, the first one Anais tried seemed pretty good and it was almost twenty minutes long so it would last a little while. The guy in it was average enough, nothing about him stood out enough to distract me, The girl on the other hand bore a passing resemblance to Anais, like her she was also a pink rabbit, but she was a little hevier looking and not near as beutiful, though I might be biased.

"She kinda looks like me, doesn't she?" Anais said after a few minutes, confirming what I'd noticed.

"Well, yeah. I guess she does."

Shit, now it was going to be even harder to not mentally put Anais's face on the girl's body. The more I watched the less I could control my imagination, eventually giving up and closing my eyes so I could picture exactly what I wanted to, I wasn't as subtle about it as I hoped though.

"You're thinking about it aren't you?" Anais asked. "About me."

"Yeah, It's hard not to."

"We've been making things difficult for each other haven't we? It's getting so hard to be good, Maybe I never should have tried to start anything. Maybe this is why everybody's so repressed, 'cause shit happens when you aren't."

I smiled humourlessly, "If people weren't repressed, what we're doing wouldn't even be an issue, As long as we don't get too out of hand, it's all just fun and it's not hurting anyone, Except society doesn't see it that way."

"Is that how you see it, or are you just trying to rationalize it for me?"

"Both probably, But I really... I mean, I don't regret anything we did. As long as you don't either I think we'll be okay."

"No, I don't regret it, How far do you think is too far though?"

"Well... sex obviously. Beyond that I don't know, I haven't had a chance to really think about exactly where the line is, If we haven't passed it already of course."

Anais didn't respond to that right away and I assumed she was thinking it over. It was a weird time for introspection, but if she had things she needed to work out then I was hardly going to say anything about it, If I wasn't busy jerking off I might have ended up lost in thought as well.

"I liked having you look at me today," Anais said, almost in a whisper, "When we were in the car, and I think it made me hornier than anything else, seeing how much you kept staring at me."

"Well you're hot, what else was I gonna do when you started taking clothes off?"

"But I'm your sister, it means more than that, I know because I was looking at you too and... I kinda wanted to see more when you were... ya know... I've seen naked guys Gum, and there's plenty on the internet, but they aren't like you. You're different."

"Because you're not supposed to think of me like that?"

"Partly, yeah, but I think maybe because you mean more to me than anyone else ever has."

"Anais..."

"Seriously, I love you, and I know it's not supposed to include any sexual feelings when I say that, but it does."

The laptop and the porn on it were rapidly disappearing from relevance as I dealt with the new information from my sister, I didn't think she was crushing on me or anything, I really hoped she wasn't anyway. If she just saw me as interesting and forbidden the way I did her then we were fine, Probably. I loved her and a part of me wanted to see her naked, but that was about as far as it could get between us before we were in serious trouble of doing something irreversibly stupid.

"You know I love you too," I said. "And it's not as innocent as it should be when I say that either. Let's face it, we're quite similar in a lot of ways. Almost like we're related."

"Yeah, almost." Anais smiled, then chewed on her lip, "How often do you think we're thinking the same things and don't even realize it?"

"I dunno, there's really no way of knowing that, Why?"

"Because there's something I want to do right now, and if you wanted it too it would make it easier."

Even though I didn't know what she was talking about, the way she said it was suggestive enough to make me nervously excited. It had to be sexual, there's no reason she would bring it up otherwise, and it was hardly going to be too extreme. Other than that I couldn't be sure.

I must not have responded quickly enough for Anais because she didn't wait. With her eyes locked on mine she reached under the sheet to my leg, then slid her fingers higher. I said nothing, hardly daring to breathe as I clued in to what she was doing.

"Let me do it for you," she whispered.

"You don't have to," I said, making the most token protest of my life.

she looked deep into my eyes her almost glazed over but still somehow sparkiling, she whispered, "I know~ but I want to."

Her delicate fingers closed on my cock, which had begun to soften in the midst of our conversation but now returned to life. She stroked me through my boxers until I was fully erect again, then tugged my waistband down with my help until my cock sprang free and was covered only by the sheet.

"Does that feel okay?" she asked.

"Fuck yes, that feels great. But you really don't have to."

I kicked myself mentally even as I spoke for trying to dissuade her again. Sure it was kind of bad that my little sister was jerking me off, but it was so very good too, for different reasons of course.

"It's not only for you," she said. "Honestly, I wanted to do this since last night. Watching you in the car earlier, that didn't help either."

Her hand gradually gripped me more confidently as she continued stroking me, less like she was getting ready to pull away at any second. She had probably been worried that I'd tell her to stop at first, but when I didn't initially put up much of a fight she correctly guessed that I wasn't going to.

"I had similar thoughts you know," I said. "Though they had a lot more to do with wanting to see you than touch you."

"Well, maybe sometime soon you'll get to," she said.

She shifted a little closer to me, close enough that our hips were almost touching. I didn't know if that was a hint, or just her getting more comfortable. Either way I decided if she was going to be jerking me off I probably had some freedom in what I did. I placed my hand on her leg just above the knee, nowhere inappropriate yet, but just enough to ask permission. She barely responded to me at all except for her eyes flashing at me for a second with a poorly-concealed grin.

Anais kept stroking me while I reached farther up her thigh, eventually coming to her panties. I was kind of hesitant at that point, I was doing something I never thought I'd be doing with my sister until very, very recently. She had started it though, and the slight widening of her legs as I approached her crotch was a fairly unambiguous sign of what her feelings were on the matter.

"It's okay," she said.

I had my doubts about that, but I wasn't going to let it stop me. Once I found the waistband of her panties it was easy enough to slip my fingers under them, and all of a sudden I was touching my sister's pussy. Other than what felt like a small triangle of hair right at the top, her pussy lips were perfectly smooth. She gasped softly as I made contact, then made a sound of encouragement as I continued to explore.

She was wet even before I touched her, unsurprising considering she'd been masturbating already, and my finger slid easily along her slit. It was only then that the full realization of what I was doing hit me, that I was actually fingering my little sister. At the same time I didn't freak out nearly as much as perhaps I should have. Sister or not, Anais was still a girl and she felt exactly like a girl is supposed to. Physically speaking I knew what I was doing, even if emotionally I was drifting farther and farther from known territory.

After another minute or two I pushed a finger inside her, slowly penetrating her while her hand squeezed harder on my cock in response. She was going to make me cum, she was well on the way there already, and I wanted to do the same for her. I wanted to make her feel as good as I did, though I suspected I couldn't manage that. My movements felt so clumsy compared to hers, and even if her job might have been the easier of the two anyway I wished I could do better.

"Getting there," I mumbled, sensing my orgasm approaching long before Anais's.

"Okay, hang on a sec."

I experienced a surge of disappointment as her hand was suddenly gone, my immanent orgasm aborted.

"What-"

"I said just a second, I'm just trying to keep things a little tidier this time. You always seem to make a bit of a mess."

"Like I can help it," I muttered.

Anais pulled her panties down, brushing my hand with the material as she did, then all the way off. I was confused until I felt her grasp my urgently waiting again, this time with her panties wrapped around the head.

"What the hell?" I managed, groaning in pleasure as she resumed stroking me.

"You can just shoot into them, won't have to clean up later."

There was something in her voice I was pretty sure I'd never heard before, an undisguised lust at what she was doing. As sensible as her decision may or may not have been, it made the whole thing somehow dirtier than it had been before and pushed me even closer to cumming.

Anais rocked her hips against my palm, trying to increase her stimulation as I finger-fucked her and I pressed back more firmly to help. It wasn't enough though and I came before getting her there with me, spraying my semen into her panties.

"That was it, wasn't it?" Anais said. "You just..."

"Yeah, sorry."

"Don't be." She shook her head. "That's what I wanted."

I was still fingering her, but with her attention now freed up one of her hands joined mine. Her fingers slipped down to her clit and our arms make contact as we both worked at getting her off.

Anais must have been closer than I thought because it wasn't too long before she threw her head back and her pussy squeezed my fingers tight. She held my hand firmly against her through her orgasm, only releasing it once it was over. She relaxed with a contented sigh and looked at me as I sat up a little.

"What ya doing?" she asked.

I pulled her now very messy panties from under the covers.

"Getting rid of these, unless you want them back."

"No, not really. They're probably going to need washed huh?"

"I would say so." I tossed the panties on the floor and rearranged my boxers so they were covering me properly.

"Are you going back to your bed?"

"Well I don't know about you, but I need to get some sleep or I'm going to be useless for tomorrow."

"I know, I just meant... stay with me Gumball."

"We're only going to be like three feet apart."

"Yeah...you're right."

She was in the middle of shutting down her laptop that I'd almost forgotten was even there, but her eyes kept flicking in my direction.

"You want me to sleep in your bed?" I asked.

"No, it's not important. I just felt like it'd be nice to be close to you for a while. You're right though, you're going to be in the same room anyway. What's the difference?"

I waited until she finished with her computer, then turned off her lamp. Without saying anything I lay down beside her and let her roll close to me. Compared to everything else, sleeping together was hardly a big deal. Plus it actually felt kind of nice to have her next to me.

"Good night," she whispered.

"Night Anais."

For some reason I woke up early the next morning, early enough not to have to be woken up anyway. Anais was cuddled up to me with her head resting half on my shoulder. I almost didn't want to move for fear of waking her, but I really needed to use the bathroom. As carefully as I could I tried to slip away without disturbing my sleeping sister, but it didn't work.

"Mmph," Anais protested, trying to grab onto me before I made it off the bed.

"I'll be right back," I promised. "Just stay there."

She wasn't particularly difficult to fight off, especially since she refused to open her eyes. On my way by I pulled the covers on my bed back and halfway onto the floor to make it look like I'd slept there. Whether or not anyone would even notice was questionable.

It turned out I didn't have a chance to get back in bed with Anais. We got our morning wake up call and after that it was pretty much a scramble to get dressed and packed up again. This time all four of us were having breakfast together before we got going, no arguments.

We went to some place I didn't recognize that was close by, apparently someone told mom they had good pancakes. By the time Anais and I had some coffee and our food arrived we were pretty much as awake as could be expected. Anais put on a show of being awake too early in the day, but I knew it was more of an act than anything when she started teasing me.

It wasn't much at first, and certainly not anything too overt, just things like slipping her foot out of her sandal and running it up my leg or being more suggestive than necessary while eating, when she got some syrup on her finger from her pancakes she sucked it into her mouth while looking directly at me, purposefully drawing out the motion as long as she could. Whether her goal was to make me uncomfortable around our parents or just to keep my attention on her, it was working.

I shifted my chair as close as I could to the table as Anais's foot got higher and higher up my leg, it seemed like she really didn't care if we got caught, I mouthed, "fuck off," to her when our gazes met, but she only smiled sweetly at me and acted like nothing out of the ordinary was happening, eventully I figured I should put a stop to it myself, by squeezing my legs together I managed to keep her from getting any farther, but that didn't stop me from wondering in the back of my mind what her eventual goal had been.

I waited until we were back in the car to finally turn to my sister and say, "what the fuck was all that about?"

"Just having some fun." She shrugged.

"An, we can't just do whatever we want, we have to-"

"I know, I know." She sighed heavily and leaned against her door, arms crossed over her chest before continuing in a quieter voice. "I don't know what I was thinking. Even when I woke up I didn't want to let you go, the best I could do with mom and dad there was make sure you couldn't ignore me...maybe I'm just wicked clingy and I never realized it."

The last part was obviously meant as a joke, even if her heart wasn't in it. Mostly she sounded confused and a little nervous.

"You'd think two days stuck in a car with me would be enough for you," I said.

"Plus sharing a bed the last two nights," Anais added.

"Yeah, Seriously though, you know you don't need to worry right, I'm not going anywhere and the important things between us haven't changed. Maybe it's the stuff we're doing that's making you thi-"

"I got jealous last night," Anais interrupted.

"What? Jealous of who?"

"That girl you were checking out in the parking lot, The one in the skirt that barely qualified as clothing."

I had to think back to the day before to try and remember who Anais was talking about, It took me a minute, but then it clicked.

"Oh, her? I wouldn't have even thought about her again if you hadn't reminded me, It was just a quick look."

"I know, that's the worst part, I've seen you look at loads of girls before and I never cared, partly because it was none of my business anyway, but I also knew it didn't mean anything, and thats just what guys do, Hell, girls do it too, to guys I mean, or whatever, I don't like that something so stupid made me react like I did."

"Because I started looking at you that way," I said, with dawning comprehension, "and it means something to you, to both of us."

"Something like that, things are just changing so fast, even if they're only little things."

"I didn't say they weren't important Anais, but they still don't come close to stopping you from being my sister, and I promise that's going to stay the same regardless of where we end up."

"Good, cause I don't want to lose you, if not for you I wouldnt have anybody to tease," Anais said, a hint of her normal voice returning. "You were so funny to watch when we were eating and you didn't want our parents to see how turned on you were getting." she said.

I rolled my eyes, "What makes you think I wasn't just annoyed?"

"Pff, like you can resist me." she said cat clawing and giving a look that while he was sure was supposed to be sexy just looked cute on her.

I glanced at her, then thought for a couple seconds, "You're right, I probably can't." I admitted to her and myself

My answer stunned her for a long moment, and I was tempted to award myself a small victory for it, and If it had been any other instance of verbal sparring between us I would have. In this case though, I really meant it.

"Great, so we're both fucked up," Anais said at last.

"Yep, You just figuring that out now?" i joked.

"Hardly, it's been obvious for years, I never realized how bad it was though."

"Enh, everyone's fucked up, as long as we know it we're ahead of the game."

"If you say so." she finished