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100. Long Trip To The Cabin (21k)

Long Trip to the Cabin - Incest/Taboo

Brother and sister's accidental voyeurism leads to more.

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All of us were bored to death. Looking at my phone, I confirmed that we had spent seven hours in the car today. And still had at least four more until we would reach the cabin. I looked at my sister on my left, and she was looking out of her window, her expression almost zombie-like. Mom was sleeping in the front seat and Dad was driving, but neither of us felt like talking. We were all at that stage where all we wanted to do was grind this drive until it was over.

All except me. Looking at Carrie again, making sure that she was looking outside, I glanced at her breasts one more time. Well, stared was the better word. I was pretty sure that she knew I was looking at her, but for the past four hours she simply stopped caring. At first, when I would look at her, she would turn her head, forcing me to look away. But for a long while now, either she didn't see me or was too listless to bother.

Looking at her was the only thing preventing me from going crazy with boredom. And even after all those hours, I was grateful for her choice of clothing. Carrie had chosen to wear a close-fitting summer dress, a single, strapless piece of thin and stretchy fabric. When I had seen her wearing that this morning as she came out of her room, I had paused and gawked at her: it was remarkably sexy. It had clung to her every curve and even my dad hadn't been able to repress a double take. Before he'd been able to say anything though, my mother had said "Oh, I wish I had such a dress for today..."

My dad and I frowned at the comment, puzzled. Many hours later, very uncomfortable in my jeans and shirt in the car, I understood: Carrie was as naked as she could be and was probably more comfortable than any of us. Nevertheless, it was still a very sexy dress, and my sister was filling it wonderfully. My big sister was a year older than I was, at nineteen, and ever since she hit fifteen, her body had begun to transform. She was now the most stunning high-school senior, and despite being her brother I couldn't not notice her body.

Staring at her in the car, I marvelled once more at the size and curves of her breasts. A forbidden search of her lingerie drawer a few months ago had revealed that most of her bras were in the 32 and 34 range, with cup sizes ranging from D to F. I had a feeling that the smallest, 32D, was an old bra that probably didn't fit her very well today. I remember masturbating shamelessly over that opened drawer, enjoying the smooth feel of her bras and panties on my cock. While part of my mind had wanted to paint the entire drawer with my sperm, I had refrained and came in my hand.

Right now, I could see the uppermost fringe of a snow-white bra peaking from her cleavage. I spent long and delicious minutes staring at every square inch of her breasts and at every inch of each line, from the ones defining her cleavage to the outer contours. I could see many hints of the bra's lace through the dress's fabric, as the otherwise smooth surface had small bumps.

Enjoying this long voyeur period, I let my eyes slip down to my sister's thighs and my eyes opened wide as I saw that her dress had ridden up really high. It was normal, I assumed, that it would only creep upwards as she moved on her seat. But now it was very high... From my point of view, I could see that the dress had been pulled backwards all the way down to her ass, and I could see parts of her hip! I'm sure that if I were sitting in mom's place and turned around, I would see her panties. But I wasn't, and so couldn't, but I was nevertheless granted a very good view of my sister's sweet thighs.

And while Carrie's legs weren't as stunning as her breasts, they were sweet nonetheless. Carrie wasn't all that tall, but her legs were probably a bit longer than normal if her long smooth thighs were anything to judge by. As I stared at her flawless skin, I smiled, enjoying the long gentle curves and firm muscles. I couldn't see her muscles right now, but given how much cycling she did in the summer and skiing she did in the winter, I knew and could see that her thighs were firm.

It's strange how a dress can change things. I had seen my sister wearing bikinis many times, and was already familiar with her thighs, more of them than were currently visible. But the fact that her dress had ridden up so high made things a lot sexier. The human mind is a strange thing when it came to sex: a bikini bottom would have allowed me to see more skin, but that high hemline, trapped in the bend between her thighs and belly, was somehow a lot sexier. Right now, I didn't care about my mind and sex. All I could think about was my sister's sexy body.

Carrie suddenly moved to stretch her arms and yawn. While I briefly glanced at her breasts as she did, I had to turn away. After a long sigh, she said "Dad, can you change the radio station please?" He nodded and fiddled with the stations for a bit. "No, not that... not that either, that's boring!"

After that, dad turned around and said in a low voice, "Why don't you change it yourself... Just don't turn the volume up, mom's still sleeping." Carrie sighed again before answering "OK."

She then unbuckled herself, leaned forward and reached for the controls before almost falling between the front seats. Carrie laughed at her own drowsy clumsiness, and leaned forward more to get better access. And that's when I saw it. Carrie had probably forgotten about her dress, about the way it had ridden up with the hours. When she leaned forward all the way, I couldn't help but look at her ass and felt a twinge of pleasure at the thought of seeing her panties.

But I didn't see any panties. It wasn't because her dress had slipped back down. Not at all. In fact, it was so high from the back that not only could I see that she wasn't wearing panties, but I could also see her pussy. A foot away from my face. Carrie had taken the comfort issue seriously, not even wanting a pair of panties to bother her. I was thus graced with a premium view of my sister's ass and pussy. My jaw dropped and my eyes widened as I stared hungrily.

While her ass cheeks were remarkable, my eyes were inevitably drawn to her pink pussy, large lips and puckered little asshole. Carrie shaved, obviously, and I could see every detail and fold of her delicate small lips as they peaked from between her large lips. When Carrie shifted her weight to the right, I saw her pussy shifting slightly, her small lips slowly sliding against each other. It was surreal, not only getting to see her pussy and seeing it in such detail and from so close! Up until that moment I would have killed to have a hazy video of her naked, and now I was granted an ultra HD first row and first-class show!

Sadly, as soon as it started it also stopped. From what my overwhelmed brain could gather, she had remained like this for about fifteen seconds, but I knew it would be seared into my mind for a long time. When she sat down and looked at me, she was puzzled by my expression and asked, "What's up with you?" I mumbled something noncommittal and hoped that she wouldn't see how flushed I was. When I looked down at my lap, I also hoped that she wouldn't look there and see my hard cock making a tent in my pants. If I had chosen to wear very light gym pants, I would have had a huge, unmissable tent there. For the first time in hours, I was glad to have chosen a pair of sturdy jeans.

Carrie decided to drop the subject and leaned against her window, looking outside. I tried to move my cock to make it less obvious, but soon abandoned. It was impossible to do it subtly, and I didn't want her to see me playing with myself! I willed myself not to look at her again, but mostly failed. I forced myself to look out my own window, but often enough I would steal glances at her thighs.

About five minutes later, I noticed that every time I looked out of my window, she would try to rearrange her dress. I smiled at first, finding the coincidence funny: we had almost the same problem. I even played with her, turning my head away from the window unexpectedly. I didn't look at her, but I could see, from the corner of my eyes, that she froze when I did. A while later, I could see that her dress was now properly lowered, covering most of her thighs. The show was over.

And then it hit me: if she rearranged her dress, it means that she had realized that it had ridden way too high. Maybe when she sat back on the slightly cooler seat... But then, if she had felt her naked pussy on her seat, she probably realized what I had seen while... Shit! She knew! I looked at her and she looked back, but while she still had that bored expression, I could also see that it wasn't the same expression as earlier. She fucking knew! When she asked what I wanted, I shook my head and looked away. The mere fact that she didn't ask again, but simply let it slip by, confirmed it.

I was now flushed as I looked outside, unsure of what to do. The silence stretched out, time passed and eventually I accepted that we simply wouldn't talk about it. A while later, my mom was awake and she suggested that we should stop for a real break. My dad said no, but Carrie and I almost cried our "Yes!" and he was overruled. The next rest area happened to be abandoned, but we didn't care much: the summer day was glorious and we decided to spend half an hour there, walking about in the forest.

Mom and dad stayed together, but Carrie and I went our separate ways. I walked in the woods for twenty minutes before heading back, and enjoyed the solitude. Of course, I couldn't help but think about Carrie's pussy, the details still exquisite in my memory. I walked around with a relentless erection, but given that I was alone, I didn't care. Walking back to the rest area, I tried to clear my head and get the blood out of there. I almost succeeded. Almost.

When I heard a sharp noise, I turned around and went to investigate. After climbing halfway up a slope, I saw my sister's head through the branches. Her long hair was softly fluttering in the wind, and with the sun on her face, I acknowledged once again that my sister was a pretty girl. One of my friends couldn't see that his sister was beautiful, and he thought that it was weird that I thought Carrie was. I was her brother, for Christ's sake! But brother or not, I couldn't help seeing her pretty mouth, delicate jawline, bright eyes and the hint of freckles on her nose at high summer.

But as Carrie stood up, I realized that she had been crouching. When I saw that her dress was scrunched around her waist, I also realized that she had been peeing. I didn't have any fetish about pee, but seeing her naked from the waist down was more than enough to rekindle my flagging erection. Carrie stepped away and walked a few steps before stopping. She was turning towards the sun and closed her eyes. She opened her arms, let her head lean backwards a bit and simply enjoyed the sun...

...just as I enjoyed her semi-nudity. I was captivated by the sight, enhanced by the bright sun that made her skin sparkle. Clearly Carrie hadn't shaven everything, as there was a very generous patch of hair above her lips. She had shaven her lips very cleanly, but had left a large triangle of dark hairs above. My jaw dropped open as she brought one of her hands to that patch and gently scratched the skin beneath. She then pushed her hand lower and for a moment, I wondered if she was going to masturbate right there and then! She didn't, but she still rubbed her fingers against her pussy a few times.

Seeing that, I brought one of my hands to my crotch and squeezed my cock. Doing so, I shifted my weight and pushed harder on the small tree I was using for balance. And it cracked. Not enough to make it fall, but it definitely cracked. More than loud enough for Carrie to hear. In an instant, her dress was down and a second later she had spotted me. "Ryan! You bastard! What the fuck are you doing?" Carrie started walking towards me and soon was right in front of me. "The fuck is wrong with you? Spying on me? Isn't it enough that you got to see— "

And the she stopped, almost saying that she knew that I had seen her. "I'm sorry sis... I really am."

"You followed me?" she asked, a bit calmer.

"No!" I cried, placing my hands on my head. "No, no, no... It was an accident. I swear."

"You swear?" she asked me to confirm.

"Yes, I do swear."

Carrie sighed. "Well. Ok. But why didn't you go away when you saw me?" I closed my eyes and shook my head. I took a deep breath but had no idea what to answer. Instead, she asked again "Well, I'd like an answer!"

"I don't know... You... Oh fuck. I don't know."

"That won't cut it, brother. Just admit that you're a pervert or I tell mom and dad!"

By now she didn't look angry. She even had a malicious smile on her pretty lips and I couldn't help but feel a pulse of pleasure as she combed a hand through her hair, pulling it back. She really was beautiful. "Carrie, I'm not a pervert. I just... Oh what the heck. Don't tell mom and dad OK..." I took one last breath, looked her right in the eye and said "You're just so damned beautiful. Beautiful and sexy. I simply couldn't help myself. But I swear I didn't follow you, or do anything of the sort on purpose."

Carrie clearly hadn't expected to hear those words. I was nervous as hell, breathing hard, and began to feel bad as the silence lengthened. Unlike many brothers and sisters, Carrie and I had a pretty good relationship. Then again, this was way out of the ordinary. "Ok then. Show me yours." she suddenly said.

"What?" I asked, surprised.

"You heard me. You saw my pussy from every conceivable angle today, so I wanna see yours."

I couldn't read her expression, but she seemed to be serious about that. "I can't..."

"What? What do you mean you can't?"

"I'm... It's not..." I mumbled.

"You're hard?" she whispered, clearly surprised. "Really?" I nodded. "Then I really want to see!"

My eyes got wider in surprise. "Carrie! Come on... Let's forget about this and go back to the car..."

"Ok." she said, and for a brief moment I thought I was off the hook. But then she added "I'll forget about this if you can promise me that you'll forget everything you saw about my pussy."

My shoulder dropped. "You know I can't do that..." But Carrie was grinning, already knowing I couldn't. "Are you serious? You want me to drop my pants?" She nodded, still smiling. I sighed, knowing that it was much better to show her than to let her tell mom and dad. I unbuttoned my pants, unzipped them and pushed them down. My cock was now pushed sideways to my left above my thigh. When I pushed my boxers down it became free and sprung upwards.

I stared at Carrie as she herself stared at my cock. In any other circumstances, I would have laughed at the way her face mirrored mine a few minutes ago: her jaw dropped and her eyes got wider. She even knelt to take a closer look, and while I was feeling very strange, I was still aware that a sexy girl was inches away from my cock, and I was harder than I had ever been before in my life. As she still stared at my cock and balls, I asked "What? Never seen one before?"

"Actually, no..."

"Really?" I said, the surprise freeing me from the paralyzing emotions. "None of your boyfriends?" I had been sure that she had been sexually active.

"Nope..." she replied, eyes still glued on my cock. "Shit, that's big!" she giggled. When she quickly looked up at me, I realized that she was also very nervous. "And beautiful." Using a low voice I knew was calmer than she must have felt, she said "You have a really, really nice cock, brother."

"And you have an amazing pussy, sister! And breasts, too, of course." I tried to emulate the same voice she had used.

We both laughed as she stared at my cock. "Oh, my god... It's leaking! Is that... Is that precum?"

"Oh, come on now! Get up!" I said as I pulled my boxers back up. "I only got to see yours for a few seconds!" I replied.

"Well, this was punishment!" she grinned.

A few moments later I did pull my pants back up and Carrie was still grinning and blushing. "That was... entertaining. And informative... Thank you for that brother." she paused, then looked at me with a different expression on her face "As a little token of my appreciation for your honesty and your... err, cock, you have my permission to try and see up my dress for the entire week... Deal?"

"Deal!" I replied quickly.

"Now... think you'll be able to get back in the car without our parents noticing that fucking tent in your crotch?"

"Give me a minute..." I said, smiling.

When she walked away, she lifted her dress up to let me see her ass a few seconds and said, "Good luck with that!" without turning around.

I was laughing as I stared at her lovely ass while she moved away. I wondered if I should masturbate right then to relieve some of the pressure. I certainly was hard and excited enough! A few minutes later, as I slowly walked back towards the car, I tried to understand just what happened. When Carrie had seen me through the trees, I had been afraid that she would explode. She had, but just briefly, as if in reflex. A few minutes later, she was walking away, flashing me her ass, probably thinking about my cock. This was insane. As I thought about the fact that she was probably either a virgin or that she had had sex in utter darkness, which I thought dubious, I started to believe that she was as intrigued about sex and cocks as I was about sex and breasts and pussies...

When I sat in the car next to her, she grinned briefly before settling down for a few more hours of road. I was almost sleeping when I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I reached for it and was surprised to see a text from my sister "Did you masturbate in the woods after I left?" Glancing at her, I laughed and typed "No!"

"I think I would have..." she sent back.

I shook my head and grinned. "Naughty wench!"

Next to me, Carrie sighed, then laughed. We eventually made it to the cabin and settled in. After a late and light dinner, we were all exhausted and went to our rooms to sleep. The cabin was rather small, with a living room, kitchen and bathroom on the first floor, and two rooms on the second floor. The second floor didn't cover the whole cabin and there was a mezzanine from where we could see down into the living room.

As usual, mom and dad would share one room and Carrie and I would share the adjacent one. When we found ourselves alone in the room, the door closed, we looked at each other. For the first time, it felt strange to be in that room with her. And it was clear that she was feeling the same way. "Why don't you turn off the light", she said.

I did, turning the room pitch black. I heard her undressing and was briefly tempted to turn the light back on. I didn't though, because she would have seen my erection once again. I imagined that she was wearing her usual night gown, but as I heard her climbing up the little ladder to reach the upper bed, I pictured her fully naked, her round ass swinging with her steps. I stripped down to my boxers and got into the lower bed. And then, silence. We usually chatted a bit before going to bed here, but now the silence stretched.

Once again, I couldn't help but imagine her barely dressed right above me, nor could I get her pussy out of my mind. I wondered if she thought about my cock as well. I almost asked her, but refrained. We had shared a very strange moment in the forest, and I didn't want to push it. About twenty minutes later, we started hearing very faint sounds of our parents having sex. I snorted as I heard them, and then heard Carrie giggling from above. "That helps to make things less uncomfortable for us..." she whispered sarcastically.

"Are you uncomfortable because of what happened today?"

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A long pause. "No. No I'm not. Are you?"

"No." I replied.

"Good." after another pause, I detected a smile on her lips as she said, "Did you manage to see up my skirt again?"

"No, I didn't!" I said, sighing.

Carrie giggled again. "Ha! Better luck next time! Maybe I'll help you a bit... Good night brother."

"Good night sis."

I woke up late on the first morning. Carrie was already up, and my guess was that our parents were already far gone on their first walk. They loved walking in the woods, and Carrie and I both knew why: they were probably out fucking! I could hear the shower running though, and guessed that my sister was in there. I grinned and shook my head as images of her naked under the shower sprang into my mind.

I went to her bag and fished out one of her bras. Damn that was fine silk! And so smooth! It must be really comfortable... And, looking at my erect cock right there next to the bra, I placed the soft fabric over the tip of my cock. Oh, my god! It was amazingly nice! I caressed and stroked my cock through the silk and moaned my sister's name out loud. Close to climaxing, I stopped myself and listened.

Soon I heard the shower stopping and new she would be getting out of the bathroom soon. I put back her bra, put my pants on, got out of the room and stood at the railing, looking down. It confirmed that my parents really were out. When my sister appeared, I saw that she was wearing a very thin nightgown. Very thin. And sexy. Carrie sat on the couch right under where I was, oblivious to my presence. I could see down her cleavage, and almost gasped as she reached for it and pulled the fabric away from her skin. For a few seconds, I could see her entire right breast. Now it wasn't the best angle, but still! I could see the generous curve and the large pink areola capping it. Judging by what I could see, her nipple was also pointing out. And getting hard.

Carrie switched to her other breast and caressed her skin a few moments. When she was done, I could see her nipples poking clear bumps underneath the fabric. After that, she grabbed both of her breasts through the nightgown and squeezed them hard. I could see the deep cleft between her breasts, the dark and soft space where I would love to slip my cock. Slowly, I reached for my phone, then proceeded to film this magnificent show. As I was filming, my erection still raging, Carrie kept playing with her breasts, still oblivious to my presence. She pulled her gown off her breasts again, this time hooking it under them. She then tweaked her displayed nipples and squeezed her breasts once more.

After that, she slipped one of her hands down and below her hem, and caressed herself briefly. But she suddenly looked around to see if anyone would come home, and then looked up. I only just had the time to pull back from the railing, and was pretty sure she hadn't seen me. Silence. Carrie nevertheless got up and went back to the bathroom, and to my surprise I heard her turning the shower on again. Was she... was she really going to masturbate right there?

Silently I walked to the bathroom and placed my ear against the door. And yes! Damn it, my sister was masturbating! At first, I couldn't hear anything, but then I heard a moan, then another, and a third. Nothing very loud, obviously, but more than enough to spike my brain with heavy doses of lust. My parents could come back at any time, so I didn't dare masturbate right there in the hallway, but damn! I was hard as a rock standing there, maybe three feet away from my masturbating sister! This trip was insane! First her pussy from the back in the car, then her pussy from the front in the woods, then her breasts from above and now this? Insane!

The rest of the day went by uneventfully, except for one incident around the dinner table. I was sitting in front of Carrie, and accidentally dropped my fork. When I crouched under the table and looked towards her, she had opened her legs wide. Her short skirt did nothing to hide the fact that she wasn't wearing panties, and I got an unexpected look at her pussy again. I also, of course, bumped my head on the table in the process. Everybody laughed as I got back up, but a minute later, Carrie smiled and winked at me.

Much later when we both went to bed, we didn't talk much and turned off the light. In the utter darkness, I couldn't help seeing her breasts in my head and hearing her faint moans again and again. In the deep silence, my imagination was sometimes so vivid that I startled and wondered if she was actually moaning right above me. But no. Trying to keep my erection down and my head clear, I took a few deep breaths and tried to think of something else. And suddenly, before I could censor myself, I whispered "Carrie? Are you sleeping?"

"No. What?"

"I saw your breasts this morning!"

"What?" she said as I heard her turning around in her bed. I couldn't see anything but when she spoke again, I could hear that she was trying to look at me. "When?"

"Early this morning—" I said.

"On the couch? Oh, you perverted bastard!" she hissed. "I said you could try to look up my skirt, not down my cleavage! What's wrong with you this weekend?"

"What? Nothing! You forgot that you didn't have panties in the car, and I stumbled onto you pissing with your thighs opened wide!"

"And now I suppose you're going to say that you just happened to walk out of your room in perfect silence to spy on me?"

"Well, yes. I got out while you were in the bathroom and was just standing there, trying to wake up properly."

"Damn it!" she said, with a brief giggle. The little minx was playing with me and wasn't really angry. "Your little story actually makes sense. You owe me one anyway!"

"What? Owe you what?"

"A peek at you!" she said, and I could hear the smile on her lips.

"You've already seen everything I have to hide!"

"I wanna see it again! Don't tell me you didn't enjoy seeing my pussy again at dinner!" she said, laughing. And with that she turned on the light on her phone and shone it in my face.

"Right now?" I asked.

"Of course!"

"Shit..." I mumbled, half blinded.

Reluctantly, I pushed the blankets down and with it my boxers. I was mostly soft by that time, but soon I felt my cock growing again rapidly. There was a long period of silence as she watched my cock get rock hard and twitching. This was crazy! "Are you done?"

"Yeah!" she said, once more her smile detectable in her voice.

And she moved back fully onto her bed. After two minutes of silence, Carrie spoke again "Ryan?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I ask you a question?" she asked nervously.

"Shoot." I said, still caressing my cock lightly.

"Did your penis get hard because you made it so?"

"Hmmm. No. I don't have any control over that." I said.

"Really? I had heard as much but didn't really believe it."

"Oh, believe it. I wish I could control it."

"Why?"

"Well, sometimes it gets really obvious... If I see a hot girl at the beach, for example, my trunks won't hide anything so I can't look at her!"

"You're kidding me!" Carrie said.

"Not at all!" I replied, laughing.

"No control at all? Shit!" she said, laughing as well now. After a long pause, she said "So, that means that if it got hard a minute ago..."

I sighed, smiled and said "Yes."

"Yes what?" she asked.

"You're really going to make me say it again?" I asked, and she didn't reply. "You're fucking sexy Carrie, and I can't help thinking about your pussy, ass and now tits... I've watched the clip at least a hundred times today..."

"What clip?" she interrupted me.

"Oh fuck..." Damn my big mouth, and all the blood in my damned cock making me slower. Shit. Oh well... "As you were playing with your breasts this morning, I took a 30 second clip as I watched."

"What? You really are a pervert!" she said, but she was laughing.

"You think that's funny?"

"Yeah!" she said. "But now you're going to have to delete it!"

"No way!"

"Yes way! Otherwise I'll... I'll... If you don't delete it, I'll..."

"You'll what, sexy sister?"

She remained silent again. Hearing her breathing hard, I knew she was thinking and when she turned around on her bed I thought she had found a way to blackmail me. But she was already onto something else. "Are you a virgin?"

I refrained from saying "What?" one more time. I took a deep breath and said "Yes."

"Hmmm. Interesting."

"Are you?"

"Yes. Isn't that obvious?" she said.

"No, I wasn't sure. I didn't think you'd be comfortable enough to ask every question about cocks to a new boyfriend!"

"No!" she replied, laughing.

We spent the next twenty minutes asking each other intimate questions and getting straight answers. It was amazing! And highly erotic! We talked about what breasts felt like in everyday life, how to manage balls in tight pants, that she was on the pill just in case, who we found really hot at school, the facts that my sister has a dildo and that I have a male masturbator, what girls talk about in the school's bathroom, what size of dildo she liked (which happened to be slightly smaller than my erect cock!), what we fantasized about when we masturbated, how we actually masturbated, how often we did it...

It was mindbogglingly delightful. I was hard as a rock and was slowly stroking my cock through it all, spending just about the best twenty minutes of my young life. I don't think I had ever been more aroused in my entire life. And believe me, I had been aroused in the past! I think that my brain was overwhelmed, as I couldn't really think straight at that point, and I felt kind of groggy.

When Carrie asked me, after a longer silence while we were out of questions, if I was masturbating, I froze for a moment. Then I whispered "Yes, of course... You?"

"What do you think?" she replied, giggling. "Both my hands are drenched!" she finished, laughing.

"Can I ask a favor, Carrie?"

"Sure..."

"Would you mind not being perfectly silent while you do?"

She didn't answer. Instead, she let out a long soft moan. Definitely sexual in nature. Then another. My entire body arched with pleasure as she did. Less than a minute later, she whispered, her voice tight, "What about you?"

I couldn't say no at that point, and I moaned as well, but to my shock, my moan turned into a long "Carrie..."

I heard her take a sharp intake of breath, then ask "Are you fantasizing about me?"

At any other point in time, and in any other situation, I would have said no. Which would have been a lie. But right now, I was so excited, my mind flabbergasted by what I had heard her say and all her moans, I just blurted out "Of course I am..."

In a matter of seconds, I heard her pull the blankets off her, roll over and jump down on the floor. I couldn't see a thing, but I was 100% aware that my sister was standing right next to me, knowing that I was stroking myself while thinking about her. Either I was dreaming the best wet dream ever, or this day had just turned into my ultimate fantasy. "Ryan... I'm fully naked right now, and my blood is just about boiling. If you promise me that you won't turn any lights on, and that you won't say a word about any of this to anyone, I'm willing to do anything with you tonight."

As much as I needed oxygen because of all the blood rushing through my veins and cock, I stopped breathing. While I had learned a lot of things in those marvelous twenty minutes, the fact that girls could become as wildly aroused as boys was probably the most important. I could have fucked anything right now, and apparently, so could Carrie. I couldn't see a thing, not even a rough silhouette, but I was acutely aware that my naked sister was standing right next to me. And that she wanted to fuck!

I almost came on the spot, spurting gallons of cum all over myself. Which was, essentially, my problem. My entire being wanted Carrie to sit over my cock and impale herself upon it. But I knew, despite my barely functioning brain, that I would explode after two thrusts. At most.

And so, I took a deep breath and sat up in my bed, whispering "Where are..." while reaching blindly towards her with my right hand. I stopped as my hand touched her hip. Her nude, hot and sweaty hip. I realized that she was kneeling next to my bed. I grabbed her flesh and pulled her slowly towards me. I opened my thighs when I felt her thighs against my knees and pulled her in even more. "Carrie... If you so much as touch my cock right now, I will explode. Would you let me explore you slowly?"

"Hmm, hmm." she mumbled.

And so, I reached for her other hip with my left hand. Judging by the angle of my arms, I knew that she was less than a foot away from my face. Slowly, I pushed my hands up until my fingertips touched the generous underside of her breasts. I was shaking as I pushed them higher, following the long curve until I stumbled onto her nipples. Opening my hands as wide as they would, I closed them around the flesh of my sister's breasts. I was filled with a surreal dose of pleasure as I exhaled a long moan. My first breasts, my first real breasts and they were the magnificent mounds of my sweet older sister. This was impossible, but there it was.

I played around with her breasts gently, and heard her alternatingly moaning and giggling. I was grinning as I explored her breasts, reveling in this feast. Letting my hands slip around her sides, I pulled her towards me and planted a kiss right between her two large breasts. I went slowly and gently, not letting my cheeks touch her breasts. Moving slightly lower, I kissed her skin again. Carrie was very hot, had a very fine sheen of sweat all over her body and smelled wonderful. Opening my mouth, I kissed her again, more wetly this time. And then I let my tongue trace a short line upwards, still carefully between her breasts.

And finally, I turned my head and felt the swell of her breast against my lips. And I kissed her again, leaving a wet trail on her mound, going higher and higher until I plateaued. Suddenly, I felt the rougher and bumpier skin of her aureolas. I shook and trembled, but kept going, planting small kisses on this new and wonderful skin. When my lips finally touched her nipple, hard and larger than I was expecting in this pitch darkness, I honestly wanted to go slow.

But I couldn't restrain myself. I jumped on her nipple like a fox jumping on a mouse. In a second my mouth was wide opened over and around that glorious nipple. Carrie's breath caught in her throat and she pulled me closer against her. As delicious and mind-blowing as those sensations were, my eyes shot wide open when I felt my cock touching her belly. I sucked on her nipple harder, barely believing that my naked cock was finally touching a girl. Not just any girl; it was my sister!

Carrie moved slightly from side to side, making my cock slip against her hot skin as I kept on eating her breasts. I had wanted to start slowly like this to give my cock a chance to cool down after my twenty or so minutes of slow masturbation... Yeah, right! I slid both my hands down to her hips again and pulled her up. My cock was now touching her knees, but that wasn't what I really had in mind.

Slowly again, trying to regain some control over my lust, I leaned forward and kissed Carrie's belly. I felt her pubic hair tickling my chin as I did, and grinned. Everything I had read about girls told me that going too quickly would be a bad idea. So once more I began by kissing her gently all over, taking care not to move lower too quickly. I did guide a few kisses very low, but on either side of her sex, kissing and licking the fine line between her upper thighs and her abdomen. Every time I did that, I could feel her hair against my cheeks.

Eventually though, I grabbed her hips more forcefully and squeezed my fingers hard into her muscles as I planted a kiss right in the middle of her patch of hair. Carrie, with her hands on my head, moaned as I did. Unable to tease her anymore, I kissed my way lower until the hair disappeared and I found myself lips to lips with my sister's pussy. As wonderful as her breasts had been, and they truly were, this experience was even more phenomenal. Even though I was just on her outer lips, I could already savor her most intimate of tastes. I was eating my sister's pussy!

While I was blown away by those first seconds of relish, my eyes opened wide again as Carrie lifted one of her legs. I couldn't see a single thing, which made the whole thing seem even more surreal than it already was, but I was keenly aware of her opened thighs. With a slight change to the position of my neck and head, I could suddenly access my sister's most intimate of holes. Part of my mind knew that I should still go slowly, but once again I failed. Yet as I dove deep between her hot thighs and felt my tongue parting her outer lips, inner lips and snaking my way into her delicious vagina, Carrie pulled my head hard against her, whispering "Fuck this is so good!"

Up until that point, Carrie's foot had been on my bed, but after those first few moments she pulled her leg higher up and placed it on my shoulder. I felt one of her hands leaving my head, probably to grab the bed for better leverage. Carrie began a long series of moans, giggles and groans of pleasure, all punctuated by many short commands: "More, deeper, harder, deeper! oh! not there! oh yes, again, again, again!". Minutes passed by as I ate her, drinking as much of her juices as I could. Eventually, her voice rose with each of those "agains" and I felt her curl her fingers around my hair and pulling me closer still.

Carrie then climaxed against my mouth, her leg wrapped around my shoulders. It was a very noisy affair even though I knew she was doing her best to remain silent. I wondered if our parents would hear, but knew that it was pretty late already. On the other hand, I briefly wondered if they were not also fucking in their own room. Even though I was sucking my sister's virgin pussy, the thought of my parents fucking was incongruously awkward. I forgot about them as Carrie whispered my name many times in a row. I had never heard my name spoken in such a damned sexy way before!

I felt Carrie shaking quite a bit before she pulled my head away from her pussy. She almost fell as she slipped her leg away from me, and I helped her kneel back down. Wrapping her arms around me, making me feel her breasts against my chest for the first time, she hugged me hard and thanked me. "Oh God Ryan... This was so much fucking better than any climax I have ever felt! Thank you! Thank you so much!"

Without really realizing what she was doing, she kissed my cheeks a few times before planting a big wet kiss on my lips. Before I could react, her tongue was in my mouth and we were French kissing as if there were no tomorrow. Once again, my mind was thrown into a whirlwind of emotions, as this kiss made my lust rage anew! But not only my lust. I wanted to take Carrie every which way I could, but I never thought of kissing her. When she did, I was shaken. Deeply shaken.

But she made me focus with her next question. "Where's your cock?" Carrie said playfully after she broke from our incestuous kiss.

"Right here..." I said, dumbfounded.

She grabbed it, pulled it against her and I felt her two breasts wrap themselves around my cock. As sweaty as we were, it was still too dry to do anything, but I heard Carrie spiting what felt like a huge glob of saliva directly onto my cock. Then another and a third one. When she began to fuck me with her breasts, I nearly lost it. I was afraid that I was going to cum in seconds, and soon that fear threatened to become reality. "Carrie, wait... wait a second." I said.

"What? You're going to cum?"

"Well, yes... I'm sorry, but you're just too beautiful, too sexy, and your breasts are just..." I replied nervously.

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"Oh, don't be sorry..." my sister said. "I just want to suck your cock before you do."

Before I could react to that unbelievable sentence, I felt her move backwards and a second later nearly half of my cock was inside her mouth. I fell backwards on my bed and enjoyed the many, many... seconds that it took her to push me over the edge. So here I was, biting my lower lip in an effort not to cry out as my sister drove me to my first female-induced climax. I spasmed quite a few times as thick jets of cum filled her mouth. I knew she was a virgin, I knew this was her first time doing this, but right now she felt like the goddess of blowjobs. I writhed and trashed on my bed, thankful that the structure wasn't creaking.

I finally moaned "Ok, ok, stop..." when the pleasure turned into pain.

"Did I do alright?" Carrie asked in an innocent voice.

"Alright?" I said, still gasping for breath. "This moment will be forever seared into my brain, sis... You were glorious!"

"Hmmm, thanks Ryan. And to think that we're just getting started!"

I laughed as she said this, but surprised myself when I realized that I was still hard. My sister pushed me until I understood that she wanted me on the bed. As soon as I laid back down, I felt her climbing over me. "Are you ready for this, little brother?" she asked, grasping my cock and guiding it against her pussy. I didn't have time to reply before I felt her parting her own lips with the tip of my cock, then sliding nearly all the way down. "Shit!" she cried. "You're just as big in there as you were in my mouth!"

Too flabbergasted to speak, all I could do was revel in these shocking and wonderful feelings. I had lost my virginity to my sister, and she had lost hers to me. That she had rushed these final moments told me one thing: she must have been as excited and keyed-up as I was. I couldn't see her, couldn't know how her face looked, if she looked nervous or was smiling. But as she groaned in obvious pleasure, lifting herself up all those inches before falling back down, I grinned and enjoyed the ride.

And she did ride me. Carrie placed her hands on my chest, shifted her knees a few times and finally found a great position. She pummelled me. If our parents were not asleep, they would almost certainly hear us, yet Carrie didn't seem to mind. She was constantly moaning or groaning, sometimes forming words I couldn't decipher. She seemed to be in as much pleasure as I was. In my mind, I pictured her bouncing on my cock, with her long hair and her breasts bouncing with each thrust. I reached up and grabbed both her breasts, squeezing them harder than before.

And then an idea popped into my mind. "Carrie... I know what you said, but... damn this feels good!" She giggled when I said that. "Carrie, could I open my phone... I wanna see you."

"Ok, just once though..." she replied, breathless. I reached over to the small shelf and grabbed my phone. When it lit up, I was rewarded with the most beautiful and sexiest sight ever.

My sister was indeed bouncing up and down on my cock, looking even better than I had imagined. Her huge breasts were mesmerizing, her long hair as wild and sexy as I had thought. But her face... Her face looked like raw love and lust combined. She was gloriously beautiful, beaming pure pleasure, and the way her eyes were locked onto mine... I felt a surge of pleasure between my legs just by staring into her glowing eyes. "You're so beautiful... So damn beautiful. You're a goddess, Carrie."

"I'm your goddess, little brother. Fuck me with that thick cock of yours... Fuck me with— "

She gasped and stopped as I met her next downward thrust with a matching upward one, driving my cock hard into her. I dropped the phone on the bed, screen side up, and grabbed her hips. Once more I was divided. Part of me wanted this night to never end, wanted to fuck my new goddess in every position conceivable. And another part of me wanted to cum inside her as fast as possible. I wanted my sperm to be the first to fill her pussy, to fucking stream from her pussy! I knew I had just cum minutes before, but I was sure that my balls would still fill her!

And so, we found a new rhythm, much faster, much harder. I didn't know where to look, and my eyes darted from her hips to her eyes, from her breasts to her soft belly, form her hair to her arms, from her opened mouth to her opened pussy... She was glistening with sweat all over, and the phone made her skin glow in the night. To my delight, I saw her suddenly spasm and contort above me. Her hands closed painfully on my chest and she drove me down harder into the thin mattress.

When she leaned all the way forward, crashing into me and biting my neck, I reached lower, grabbed her ass and fucked her as fast as I could. As she was crying her climax right into my ear, I felt my own orgasm hit me like a fucking truck. Breathing fast and deep I felt my lungs and mind being filled with the sweet odors of her sweat, skin and hair. I opened my mouth on her neck to kiss, lick and bite her delicate skin.

I was fucking my sister and, very briefly before my climax crashed, I had to face the fact that I was also making love to her. The way her eyes touched me earlier, and now this insatiable urge to smell and taste her... One of my hands slipped from her buttocks to the small of her back, feeling her hot, wet skin, before I pulled it up higher and grabbed her hard. Soon my other hand rose as well and we hugged each other like desperate lovers. We were brother and sister losing our virginity to each other, but I felt like I was being reunited with a long-lost lover.

I had no idea how Carrie felt, and despite the very intense pleasure, I felt a twinge of worry. Carrie finally rose from my neck, grinned and kissed me. "I love you, little brother..." she said, smiling.

"I love you too Carrie, a lot, actually." I didn't know what she really had meant with her words, but my last three words had more effect than the repeating of those classic three words.

Carrie stopped moving for a moment, looking at me with a smile on her lips. "You're crazy, brother. You know that?" I could only nod before she continued. "All I know right now is that this night was the best night of my life, and I'm so happy that I lost my virginity to you. I do love you, and hope that this night will be the start of a new relationship between us."

I couldn't find anything to say to that and, wisely despite the circumstances, decided not to answer at all. Instead I kissed her very gently on the lips. The contrast with our earlier passion didn't go unnoticed, as Carrie kissed me with wide opened eyes at first. She also kissed me back very differently than earlier, and while her hips were still rotating over my cock, the mood was like night and day. I couldn't fathom what was going on in the mind of a nineteen-year-old girl. And while I was aware that lust was overwhelming me, I wished that the deeper feelings I felt for my sister would last. And that, hopefully, she would feel something similar. If the wonderful tenderness in our post-climax kiss was anything to judge by, I believed my wish would come true.

P.S. I do like getting comments, and if I get enough requests for a sequel, it just might work!

Long Trip to the Cabin Pt. 02 - Incest/Taboo

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Carrie giggled as she nestled her face against her brother's neck. "Damn he smells good!" she thought, licking the salty sweat from his skin. She giggled again when she felt his cock twitching one last time inside her. Carrie was lying over him, feeling their glistening bodies sliding slowly against one another. After her climax following the very intense cowgirl ride, she had crashed over him. Her long hair was all over their upper bodies, damp from their sweat.

They were both still breathing quite hard and she relived again and again the very erotic and masculine sounds of her brother's moans and groans as he had climaxed inside her. Last night, the first time the siblings had had sex together, they had been forced to be silent. But today, all alone on this very secluded beach, neither of them had tried to reign in the very natural sounds of their climaxes.

Shifting her weight over him, she felt his cock move inside her again as well as a gob of sperm leaking down her inner thigh. Carrie had been surprised by the amount of sperm her brother had shot inside her, laughing as she had felt it being pushed out even before he was done! She slipped her hands under his neck and hugged him hard.

After a while, she relaxed her hold just a bit and pulled her head back. Staring into his eyes for a moment, she then kissed him. Passionately. And she felt her heart thundering in her chest as she felt his own passion. And this time it wasn't sexual passion. Oh no. This was pure love.

After having let lust and desire guide them towards each other yesterday, they had both found a love so powerful it had made her briefly afraid. But when she saw that her brother felt the same way about her, that fear had vanished. Instead, Carrie had felt herself opening up to feelings and desires she had never felt possible.

Yesterday she had been a virgin wondering when she would find a boyfriend worthy of her flower, barely even aware that she had peculiar fantasies of her brother. Today, she felt like a confident lover, able to give overwhelming pleasure to the man she loved so deeply. As their tongues and lips merged and melded into one another in this heady kiss, Carrie stopped thinking and enjoyed the perfect moment.

A long while later, her lips raw and tender from so much kissing in the last 24 hours, Carrie gently pulled away from her brother's mouth and buried her face in his neck again. "Gods..." she whispered, breathless. "I could stay here until the universe dies of heat-death!"

Her brother, Ryan, giggled. He then said "I love you so much sis!"

"Shit! I love you too! And now I have to kiss you again!" she laughed before doing just that.

When she felt his cock twitching back to life inside her, she laughed through the kiss. "You're unstoppable!" she said.

"I know!"

"Ok... But I'm sore now, so do it fast!"

"Fast? Get on all fours my love!"

As soon as she did, she felt his thick cock parting her lips again. He began fucking her very hard and very fast for a while before slowing down just slightly. "What's up?" she asked, slightly puzzled.

"Fuck... I don't know if I can tell you this..." he said, breathing hard.

"What?" she asked, surprised. "You can tell me anything!"

"Your asshole... It's so damn beautiful!"

Carrie laughed before saying "Well, I can promise you this. One day, we'll be home, alone in the house, with a large bottle of lube and... yes, we'll try whatever you want... How's that?"

Grabbing her ass with both hands, her brother's intensity returned and he came five seconds later, probably staring at her asshole. He then fell upon her and they both went down on the hot sand. After a while, Ryan stopped panting and said, in a hoarse voice "You know you're perfect, right?"

"Of course I know!" she replied, grinning.

A minute or two later, Ryan pulled out of his sister's pussy and rolled on his back. His cock was now painfully sensitive after having fucked her so many times. He looked at her as she stood up and stretched after being sexually ravaged many times this morning. Staring as she cleaned the sand from her skin, he was still having trouble believing that this was real. "Are you sure I'm not dreaming?" he asked her.

Grinning, she replied "Well, if you are, don't stop!"

Despite the fact that he had kissed and licked just about every last inch of her body, Ryan was still mesmerized by her beauty. Her beautiful face, bright eyes and long thick hair would always, he thought, capture his attention and his heart. But in very close second place came her breasts. He had spent his adolescence watching them develop from afar, through tight t-shirts and under bikinis.

But now, as she stretched her arms above her head, he ogled them shamelessly. Still very young, still bursting with fresh life, they were arrogantly generous, stood proudly under the sun and his gaze. Because he had asked her, he knew that the bras she had brought on this trip were all 34 Es or Fs. It was just mindboggling to see such magnificent breasts. And thinking that he could caress and kiss them whenever he wanted? Remembering her saying to him, this very morning, that they were his... Ryan didn't know what to make of this.

Lower, below her smooth belly, Ryan looked at the thick triangle of hair above her pussy. The lips themselves, as well as her inner thighs, were perfectly shaven. But Carrie had kept a thick bush above them. Seeing that he was staring, she asked "Want me to shave it all? Or let it all grow back in?" She then laughed and added "Well, judging by your reaction, I'm guessing you'd like to see it bare, right?"

"Stop it!" Ryan replied, closing his eyes. "If my cock gets hard again it'll bleed!"

"Nonsense!" she replied. "If it gets hard again, I'll delicately take it in my mouth."

"Stop it!" Ryan replied, laughing.

Carrie ran to the small lake and swam around for a few minutes. Ryan joined her to clean himself before they both got out. After putting their swimsuits back on, they headed back to the cabin. As he followed her on the narrow path, Ryan stumbled a few times on the roots. He knew he shouldn't be staring at his sister's ass so damn much, but he couldn't help it.

Her ass looked delicious enough under her tight red bikini, but when she understood why he kept stumbling, the little minx pulled it upwards until the spandex vanished between her cheeks. Now just about nude, this amazing ass made the trek seriously dangerous for Ryan. He fell and hurt his knee twice, but didn't stop staring at her ass. He was fascinated by the fluid way her firm flesh moved like waves with each of her steps. One thigh pushed her buttock up only to gently release it as the leg was moved forward and the pattern shifted back and forth.

When she slipped her hands under it to straighten her bikini out, about a minute away from the cabin and their parents, Ryan whispered "Thanks, sis."

"Anytime, lover."

Hearing that word coming from her lips made Ryan's heart beat faster. Was this all real? Really? Had he really lovingly kissed and had he really passionately made love with his sister? His very own flesh and blood? Judging by the ache in his spent cock, it sure looked like it!

They spent the rest of the day with their parents. The cabin they were using was very remote, with no neighbors for miles. Ryan's dad jokingly commented that it would be perfect for a nudist family. Ryan chuckled at the thought, imagining Carrie walking around naked all the time. Gods! As he looked up, he saw his father glancing at Carrie's bikini cleavage. "Well, that's not surprising!" he thought, smiling.

But as he caught him staring at her body just like he was doing himself, Ryan began wondering if his father wasn't harboring incestuous thoughts. Maybe he really had imagined Carrie naked when he had made that nudist comment. When his dad stared at her cleavage for a good three seconds as she leaned over to grab the butter, Ryan snorted. When asked why, he hastily made something up.

A bit later, Ryan saw that his sister's nipples had become a lot more prominent and were now very visible under her bikini. Either she had felt a cool breeze or had had a naughty thought. But she didn't seem to realize it and for a long moment, father and son ogled those two pointed nipples hungrily. While part of him felt jealous seeing his father mentally undressing Carrie, Ryan was fully aware of the irony.

That irony was only strengthened when, about ten minutes later, he watched his mother coming out of the cabin wearing her own bikini. A white one. Risking a long ogle as his father and sister were still inside, Ryan grinned. "It's no wonder where Carrie got her curves!" he thought. She was very curvaceous, from her rounded thighs and generous hips all the way to her breasts and beautiful face. The tight bun on top of her hair, that revealed the curves of her shoulder and delicate neck, enhanced her beauty.

As she busied herself with something on the pic-nic table, Ryan enjoyed every minute of that delicious show. It had been a while since he had seen her wearing a bikini and it brought back many succulent memories.

Before Carrie fully developed into the drop dead gorgeous young woman she now was, Ryan's mother had been his favorite forbidden pleasure. Despite being much older than Carrie, his mom wasn't "old". Ryan knew that if Carrie wasn't filling every waking second of his life since yesterday, he would be all over his mom. As he watched her sit down, her heavy breasts bouncing in her old bikini, he realized that it wasn't as if he had to make a choice! Leaning back in his chair, hidden behind his sunglasses, he stared at his mom's reclined body.

Her body was clearly softer and the lines of her silhouette less crisp when compared to Carrie's twenty years younger body. But she was remarkably beautiful anyway. She had rather long legs, and even though her thighs were full and rounded, her lower legs were pretty fine, just as her feet were.

Between those lovely thighs and right below the soft and faint curves of her belly, Ryan looked at the protruding mound of sexual flesh hidden there. His mom's pussy was definitely generous and unmissable as she reclined on her back. The old white bikini hugged to those curves so tightly that Ryan could see the relief of her bush. And was that a trick of the light or... no, it really was a slight camel toe. Shit! He could see the outline of her lips!

Shaking his head, he moved his eyes higher. Even though her full breasts had fought a much longer battle against gravity, they were still remarkably sexy. And large. Maybe not as large as Carrie's, especially in this position, but pretty close. As he kept looking he saw the trace outline of her nipples and was pleased to see that they were still pretty high. Damn! It had been a while since he had ogled at his mom's breasts and they were still stunning! In fact, Ryan realized that he would be very happy if Carrie's breasts were as hot as their mom's in twenty years.

As his eyes kept roaming all over his mom's body, Ryan realized that he had unconsciously assumed that he would still be intimate with his sister in twenty years. Nothing could be less certain. Then again, as she smiled at him after getting out of the cabin, his heart told him that the chances were, in fact, pretty good. Part of him knew that it was impossible for him to know how their relationship would survive the test of time after barely 24 hours. But his beating heart was screaming another story!

Carrie smiled at her brother, her lover, before sitting down next to him with a book. She had no intention of actually reading it. All she wanted to do was sit next to him. His own answering smile melted her heart and she wondered if he felt the same way. She stopped wondering as soon as he removed his glasses and she could see eyes, sparkling as they were.

Their fingers intertwined for a moment and they both took a deep breath. After a long moment of enjoyable silence, Carrie saw her mom getting up and joining their father inside. Sighing, she then said "Think I'll look as good as she does at her age?"

"Gods! I hope!" her brother replied.

Laughing, Carrie said "So you did notice her body!"

"Of course! Just like dad noticed yours!" Ryan said.

"He did not!"

"Pfff. Our eyes practically had to wrestle each other to get front row of your cleavage when you reached for the butter earlier!" her brother said.

"You're crazy! I did that for you though!" she replied, smiling.

"Well thank you very much, but dad didn't miss a single nanosecond of that show!"

"Nonsense."

Carrie shook her head, but the conversation died down when both of their parents came out. For the rest of the afternoon, Carrie tried to figure out if her father was ogling her. And by the time they sat down for dinner, the answer was obvious. He very definitely was! She even caught him once! Their eyes met after he had stared at her pussy for a few seconds. They both looked away immediately and Carrie flushed to the roots of her hair.

She didn't know how she would have reacted 24 hours ago, before she had lost her virginity to her brother. She had always though her father was the perfect man, and had had sensuous feelings for him all through her teens. Nothing out of the ordinary, if her psychology classes were to be believed. But now, after catching him staring at her pussy... Damn! She sat next to Ryan at the pic-nic table and blushed again when she accidentally brushed her father's leg under the table. He blushed as well, something that surprised Carrie.

The evening was uneventful. Carrie disappeared into the bathroom for a long moment to take a shower. She also brought her razor and removed every last trace of any hair on her pussy. She was eager to see Ryan's reaction! A bit later the two siblings went to their room early, feigning sleepiness. But they were not sleepy at all. Young as they were, their sexual energy had simply had enough time to fully replenish.

Locking the door silently, they both snuggled into the same bed, naked as the day they were born. They hugged, kissed and caressed each other for a long while, barely talking. Soon they felt Ryan's hard cock between their bellies, but both felt like taking their time this night.

They heard their parents getting to their own room and soon the entire cabin was silent. Under the blankets, already starting to sweat, they clung to each other like lovers long separated. Their kisses began to slide lower and lower and Carrie stifled a moan when her brother's lips closed on one of her extended nipples. She then gasped when his fingers found her pussy.

At the same time, Ryan froze as he discovered the flawlessly shaven pussy. "Christ!" he whispered in surprise. "I wanna see!" But just as he was reaching for the lamp they both heard a moan. A definitely sexual and feminine moan coming through the wall. Their parents were also having sex! They both laughed in silence as they stayed really still, hoping to hear another one. And sure enough, about a minute later they heard another of their mother's moans. "Fuck!" Ryan said. "This is intensely sexy!"

"I know, right?" Carrie whispered while nibbling on his earlobe. "Wanna get closer?"

"Damn right I do!"

The two of them sneaked out of their room and ninja'd their way to the closed door. Without thinking about what she was actually doing, she knelt on the floor and tried to peer through the lock. This turned out to be useless because it was too dark inside. But all of a sudden Carrie realized that she had placed herself on all four, completely naked, right in front of her brother and his fully erect cock.

Carrie gasped when she felt his cock slipping against her lips. As intoxicating as that cock was, Carrie was also electrified by what she was hearing. This close, she could hear more than moans. In fact, leaning against the door, Carrie could hear them whispering! Her mind spinning because of her brother's teasing cock, Carrie nevertheless tried to focus on what her parents were saying.

Eventually she heard her mom saying "So, did you enjoy looking at Carrie's breasts in her bikini today?"

Her father replied "Shut up! I wasn't looking!" but he was laughing.

"Pfffff!" her mom replied. "Of course you were! The whole world is looking at her breasts! They're amazing! And in any case, I know you got en erection last night when we heard her moaning."

Carrie and Ryan froze when they heard that. Their parents had heard them? Looking up at Ryan, the two of them shared a look. Did they know they were having sex with one another? But no... If they did, they wouldn't have remained quiet about it all day long! They probably figured that she had been masturbating. Carrie turned her head towards the door again and listened again.

Whispering, her father eventually said "That was because of you!"

"Thank you for that, dear, but you don't have to be ashamed. Carrie is spectacularly beautiful. I can't imagine what Ryan must feel around her in that bikini!"

"Or," her father said. "What he must be feeling when he's looking at your own bikini. It is rather thin, not leaving much to the imagination, you know."

"Oh I know..." her mother giggled. "Do you mind if I get a little kick out of his not so subtle glances?"

"You know I don't!" their father replied.

At that moment, his mind flabbergasted by what she was hearing, Carrie felt Ryan pushing himself all the way into her pussy. From that moment on she stopped listening, flooded as she was with so much forbidden pleasure. Granted she didn't have much experience, but she couldn't imagine anything more wonderful than her brother's cock. Fuck! He was delicious! Remembering when she had taken it into her mouth last night and this morning, she shivered with pleasure.

In silence, he began fucking her. As thrilling as it was to fuck so close to their parents, Carrie turned her head around and pointed to their room. Ryan nodded and reluctantly pulled out of her. A minute later he was on his back in his bed and Carrie straddled him. As she impaled herself in cowgirl, a position which was quickly becoming her favorite, she stared into his eyes. "Ryan..." she whispered. "I love you, but I really feel naughty tonight. Would you let me live a fantasy?"

"Anything for you my love."

"Absolutely anything?"

"Yes. You gave me so much already, so much pleasure and love, that I'm willing to do anything for you." he breathed.

Carrie leaned down over him and kissed his ear. "Push hard into me and stay there." When he did, lifting her up slightly as he completely filled her pussy, Carrie moaned "Oh, daddy!" into his ear. "Fuck me daddy!"

"Christ!" Ryan said before stopping moving under her. For a moment Carrie feared that she had gone too far with this roleplay, but Ryan surprised her. "If we're going to do this, we're going to do it properly."

Slipping out from under her, her brother vanished in the darkness of the room for a moment. After a minute he walked back towards her. Carrie had no idea what he had in mind, but she soon caught on. "So baby... Not feeling so good tonight?" he said.

"No daddy... I think I have a fever." When she felt his hand on her forehead, Carrie abandoned herself to the roleplay entirely. "Daddy... Can you help me?"

"Sure baby," her daddy replied.

"I'm too hot with this blanket!" she said, pushing it away.

When her daddy opened a lamp, Carrie kept her eyes partially closed to help maintain the illusion. "Oh baby, I'm not really supposed to see you like this! I didn't know you were... well, that you were naked under that blanket!" her daddy said.

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"I don't care daddy. Can you give me a massage?" she whispered plaintively.

When he began to caress and massage her neck and shoulders, Carrie felt incredibly excited. In the dim light and with her eyes partially closed, she could really believe that it was her father staring at her nude body. She felt her nipples engorging with blood, making them even bigger than they already were. She remembered her father staring at them during the day... But now, now there wasn't any bikini in the way. "Lower daddy... My chest hurts." she cried.

"I don't know baby... I'm not sure this is such a good idea..." her daddy mumbled.

"I don't care. I need your big hands!" she said, grabbing his hand and pulling it down directly over her breast.

Her daddy gasped and his hand reflexively closed on her breasts. Soon his other hand reached her other breast and Carrie groaned as her daddy was playing with her breasts. "Of daddy! Your hands feel wonderful! Of yes daddy, keep going!" Eyes closed now, Carrie was thrilled beyond words. The part of her mind that knew this was roleplay was now very quiet. She was breathing hard, almost seeing her father caressing her breasts. "Lower daddy... Go lower now..."

When he did, she felt his big, rough fingers sliding all the way down her belly until they brushed her hairless pussy. "I think I'm a naughty girl..." she whispered.

"I think so too." her daddy replied. "No hair down there?"

Gasping under his touch, Carrie said "No... I'm still a virgin daddy."

"A virgin with breasts like this? this is a crime!"

"Oh, I'm a bad girl now... I think I need to be punished!" she breathed.

All of a sudden she felt her daddy's fingers slipping lower into her glistening slit and one of them pushed its way as deep as it would go inside her pussy. Mouth wide opened in a silent scream, Carrie then took a breath and whispered "Oh daddy! I've been so naughty! Did you know I was flaunting my breasts this afternoon? Did you know I pulled my bikini bottom up so that you would see the shape of my pussy lips underneath?"

"Christ yes I did notice, damned wench!" her daddy growled.

As a second finger joined the first, the roleplay was overwhelming her. "Give me your huge cock daddy. Fill my mouth with it!"

Ryan was just about as excited as his sister was. When she turned sideways on the bed and wolfed down his cock, it was all he could do to stop from screaming his pleasure. Strangely enough the bit of jealousy he had felt earlier was gone. He was simply too happy to give his sister, his lover, all that pleasure. It was clear that she was utterly enjoying this. And so was he! Despite her lack of experience, her mouth felt magical around his cock. Even though she kept moaning daddy, he was the one receiving all that pleasure!

After a while he had another idea. "Turn around baby... I wanna fuck your tight little pussy. Mom's great, but nothing beats a young pussy!" Carrie giggled briefly at those words, but she did turn around. Ryan grabbed her hips and pulled her towards him until she was kneeling on the floor with her upper body against the bed. Kneeling behind her, he positioned himself and slapped his thick cock between her buttocks. High between her buttocks.

"Oooh daddy! You're naughty as well!"

"You have no idea!" he growled.

"Does mom let you fuck her ass?" she whispered.

"Damn right she does!" Ryan replied, his mind suddenly filled with crazy images. But he focused and said "Ready to take your daddy's cock inside your pussy, baby?"

"Gods yes! Take me daddy!"

When he pushed inside her, he saw Carrie grabbing fistfuls of the blankets and even biting the pillow. "Fuck!" she cried suddenly. "I'm already climaxing! Oh Gods Ryan... I wanna scream 'Yes daddy!' so loudly right now!" She was gasping by then and Ryan stared and marvelled at the incredibly beautiful sight before him.

He laughed and replied "Well, if you do, our lives would change quite a lot!"

She laughed with him as her climax peaked and waned. Miraculously, he was able not to climax with her. In a deep and dark part of himself, Ryan was hoping that—

"Your turn now..." Carrie said in a luscious whisper. "What do you want mom to do, sweet brother?" She had known what he had wanted and was willing to... Ryan took a deep breath and, incongruously in this utterly obscene and lewd moment, felt a rush of love for his sister.

"What if she caught me masturbating?"

"Perfect!" his sister replied.

After that she silently went out of their room before closing the door. Two minutes later, while Ryan was on his back and masturbating slowly, she came back in. He had been puzzled by the long wait but instantly understood why. His sister was now wearing his mother's bikini. And while they were similarly built, Carrie had slightly bigger breasts and they overflowed from a top that was past its prime elastic days. It was utterly erotic. Especially since, in the dim light, she really looked like their mom. The fact that she had tied her hair in the same exact bun his mother had had earlier clinched the deal.

Without knowing that he was doing what Carrie had been doing earlier, Ryan squinted his eyes and abandoned himself to the fantasy.

"Oh dear!" his mom exclaimed in a slurred voice, as if she was drunk. "Oh no Ryan... I'm so sorry!" she stammered, moving around, not knowing where to look.

"Mom!" he whispered. "You could have knocked!"

"I thought I was going into our room! I'm sorry!" Then, glancing at his cock, she added "Oh my! That's... that's an amazing... oh damn, I can't be saying this!"

"Say it mom... Look at it and say it!" Ryan said, his heart racing.

Taking a deep breath, his mom looked at his cock and Ryan could see the lust on her face. "My dear son... That is an amazing cock! You're certainly your father's son!" she breathed.

"Mom..." Ryan gasped, grabbing his cock once again. "It's hard for you!"

"Oh no! Don't say things like that! I'm your mother!" she whispered.

"Come here mom..."

And she did. Still masturbating slowly, Ryan looked up and the curvaceous body of his mother and said "I saw you looking at my cock today..."

"Just like you were looking at my breasts!" his mom replied. "Naughty boy!"

"And you pussy too. I loved the way it bulged out from beneath your bikini... And like it's doing now."

"Shit!" she whispered, standing with her legs touching the bed. So very close to him. "We can't be talking like this my son..."

"Why not mom? Carrie's fucking dad in the next room!"

"What? You're crazy!" she said before sitting down next to him. She then placed her hand on his naked thigh.

"Touch it mom... I want you to. And you want to as well. Look at your nipples!" Ryan said, his blood rushing through his veins.

He reached up to pull the bikini top down but his mom swatted his hand away. The next time he did it, he grabbed it harder and pulled down, revealing one large breast. "Fuck mom... If I had know your breasts we still so damned perky..."

His mom sighed. "Ryan, do you remember when you breastfed?"

"Shit!" he moaned before lifting himself up and closing his mouth around the big nipple.

As soon as he did, his mom moaned and she grabbed his cock. As he feasted on the breasts he had fantasized about all his life, he felt the delicate fingers of his mother pumping his turgid cock. After a few minutes of this heady combination, Ryan knew he was about to climax all over his mom's hand. And that wasn't enough. This was probably his only chance to fuck her, drunk as she was.

He sat up and climbed out of the bed. Pushing his mom back and lifting her legs up in the process, he grabbed her bikini bottom and pulled it down. Before his mom could protest, he dove in between her soft thighs and clamped his opened mouth over her pussy. Over the pussy that had birthed him. It tasted wonderful. Ryan felt himself trembling as he licked and sucked and pushed his tongue all over the place. "Slow down my son... Enjoy my pussy, you have all the time in the world." And so he did, obeying his sweet mother.

Ryan completely forgot that he was actually eating his sister's pussy. His mind was 100% into this roleplay and buried between those two soft thighs, he was truly eating his mother's pussy. He pushed his tongue between her outer and inner lips, then moved outwards to taste the delicate fold of skin between her thigh and her pussy, before moving back to her clit and feeling his mother twitching under his tongue until he finally pushed his tongue deep inside her hole, the tart but still delicious hole from whence he had come.

Coming up for air after a particularly long dive, Ryan said "Mom, can I fuck you?"

"Oh, Ryan, you really shouldn't. We shouldn't even be— Fuck!" she cried when he penetrated her despite her resistance.

She was drenched, aroused beyond belief, and her pussy parted before his cock as if it belonged in there. As if his mother's pussy was his pussy, his possession. "Oh mom... Oh damn mom! Your pussy's so sweet! So deep! Christ!"

"Oh yes my son, darling Ryan... Spread my lips apart, push deeper still. Oh Gods dad can't go this fucking deep!"

Carrie, even though she was overwhelmed with pleasure, had to bite her arm to prevent from laughing. Ryan was so into this roleplay, it was uncanny! Maybe she had been the same earlier? Hearing him moan when she said that he had a bigger cock than dad was hilarious. Yet she was so happy to be able to return the favor! She was still reeling with pleasure from her fake fuck with her dad earlier. Damn it had felt good, feeling her pussy clamp around that thick cock! Carrie wickedly wondered if her dad had a bigger cock than Ryan.

But for now, she kept playing the game even though it was clear that Ryan was racing for his climax already. "Place your thumb on my clit, dear boy... Mommy wants to climax with you!"

"Fuck mom!" Ryan gasped. "You want my sperm inside you?"

"Damn! Of course I do! My sweet boy's sperm inside his mom's pussy?" Carrie whispered. "I want nothing else!"

"Can I kiss you mom?" he asked.

"Come here baby, come and kiss mommy..."

Roleplay or not, regardless of what was going on in Ryan's head, the kiss he gave Carrie made her head spin. And with his thumb trapped between their bodies right over her clit, she felt her own pleasure cresting as well. Breaking the kiss, Ryan moaned "Mom!" as he came. When Carrie felt his sperm filling her pussy, she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him tight. Biting his shoulder, she controlled her cries and climaxed in what she hoped was silence.

Ryan jerked and twitched and spasmed a long time inside her and when her own pleasure began to fade, she heard a few moans coming from their parents' room. The four of them had fucking climaxed at the same time! What were the chances! "I love you Carrie..." Ryan whispered into her ear.

"I love you so damn much Ryan..." she replied. "Looks like you're just as crazy as I am!" she laughed. "Do you realize what we just did?"

"What? Roleplay our parents to fuck them?"

"Yeah!"

"Well, have you forgotten that we're brother and sister?"

And for a brief moment, she indeed had. Laughing, she hugged him hard again, feeling his still hard cock inside her. "Do you know that if you keep saying 'I love you' into my ear and keep rubbing my clit with your pelvic bone like this, that I might cum again?" Ryan grunted and pressed harder against her clit. Into her ear, he told her that he loved her, invented countless pet names, hugged her right back tightly into his arms until, in fact, Carrie climaxed again.

She had no idea what the future held for them, how this amazing love would handle the real world back home. But before that day would come, she had every intention of capitalizing on the remaining days here. If there was one thing she knew would happen in the future, it was that she would once again wear her thin dress without panties in the car... Grinning, she savored the last few moments of her climax, holding on dearly to the brother she loved more than the world.

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Long Trip to the Cabin Pt. 02 - Alternative - Incest/Taboo

Brother and sister explore each other more deeply.

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Note: This is the first time I've done this. This story is a different version of that second chapter. While most people liked the roleplaying in the original second chapter (and so I'll leave it on the site), many of you didn't like the shift in theme. Here's a story that's more in line with what you were expecting. Also, while there isn't actual anal sex in this story, there are some teases. If it's not your cup of tea, please try one of my other stories.

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Carrie giggled as she nestled her face against her brother's neck, unmindful of the damp sand covering it. "Damn he smells good!" she thought, licking the salty sweat from his skin. She giggled again when she felt his cock still twitching against her. Carrie was lying over him, feeling their glistening bodies sliding slowly against one another. After their shared climax following a very intense doggy position, Ryan had crashed on his back on the sand, breathing hard. Soon after, she had lain over him. Her long hair was all over their upper bodies, damp from their sweat.

They were both still breathing quite hard and she relived again and again the very erotic and masculine sounds of her brother's moans and groans as he had climaxed inside her. Last night, the first time the siblings had sex together, they had been forced to be silent. But today, all alone on this very secluded beach, neither of them had tried to reign in the very natural sounds of their climaxes.

Shifting her weight over him, she felt his cock move against her inner thigh. Right where she had felt, minutes before, a large gob of sperm leaking down her inner thigh after he was done. Carrie had been surprised by the amount of sperm her brother had shot inside her, laughing as she had felt it being pushed out even before he was done! She slipped her hands under his neck and hugged him hard.

After a while, she relaxed her hold just a bit and pulled her head back. Staring into his eyes for a moment, she then kissed him. Passionately. And she felt her heart thundering in her chest as she felt his own passion. And this time it wasn't sexual passion. Oh no. This was pure love.

After having let lust and desire guide them towards each other yesterday, they had both found a love so powerful it had made her briefly afraid. But when she saw that her brother felt the same way about her, that fear had vanished. Instead, Carrie had felt herself opening up to feelings and desires she had never felt possible.

Yesterday she had been a virgin wondering when she would find a boyfriend worthy of her flower, barely even aware that she had peculiar fantasies of her brother. Today, she felt like a confident lover, able to give overwhelming pleasure to the man she loved so deeply. As their tongues and lips merged and melded into one another in this heady kiss, Carrie stopped thinking and enjoyed the perfect moment.

A long while later, her lips raw and tender from so much kissing in the last 24 hours, Carrie gently pulled away from her brother's mouth and buried her face in his neck again. "Gods..." she whispered, breathless. "I could stay here until the universe dies of heat-death!"

Her brother, Ryan, giggled. He then said "I love you so much sis! Especially when you say such sweet things"

"I love you too! And now I have to kiss you again!" she laughed before doing just that.

When she felt his cock twitching back to life against her pussy, she laughed through the kiss. "You're unstoppable!" she said.

"I know!"

"Ok... But I'm sore now, so do it fast!"

"Fast? Get on all fours my love!"

"Boy! You really love that position!" she said all the while assuming it.

She soon felt his thick cock parting her lips again. He began fucking her very hard and very fast. Although this wasn't her favorite position and Carrie knew she was not going to climax again this time, she was still thrilled to experience his own rushing passion. She abandoned herself to that for a while until she felt him slowing down just slightly. "What's up?" she asked, slightly puzzled.

"Fuck... I don't know if I can tell you this..." he said, breathing hard.

"What?" she asked, surprised. "You can tell me anything!"

"Your asshole... It's so damn beautiful!"

Carrie laughed before saying "Well, I can promise you this. One day, we'll be home, alone in the house, with a large bottle of lube and... yes, we'll try whatever you want... How's that?"

Grabbing her ass with both hands, her brother's intensity returned and he came five seconds later, probably staring at her asshole. He then fell upon her and they both went down on the hot sand. After a while, Ryan stopped panting and said, in a hoarse voice "You know you're perfect, right?"

"Of course I know!" she replied, grinning.

A minute or two later, Ryan pulled out of his sister's pussy and rolled on his back. His cock was now painfully sensitive after having fucked her so many times. He looked at her as she stood up and stretched after being sexually ravaged many times this morning. Staring as she cleaned the sand from her skin, he was still having trouble believing that this was real. "Are you sure I'm not dreaming?" he asked her.

Carrie was grinning when she looked at him. "Well, if you are, don't stop!" she said before jumping back into the lake.

Despite the fact that he had kissed and licked just about every last inch of her body, Ryan was still mesmerized by her beauty. As she was walking back out, he couldn't help staring at her. Her beautiful face, bright eyes and long thick hair would always, he thought, capture his attention and his heart. But in very close second place came her breasts. He had spent his adolescence watching them develop from afar, through tight t-shirts and under bikinis.

But now, as she stretched her arms above her head, her body covered with water droplets, he ogled them shamelessly. Still very young, still bursting with fresh life, they were arrogantly generous, stood proudly under the sun and his gaze. Because he had asked her, he knew that the bras she had brought on this trip were all 34 Es or Fs. It was just mindboggling to see such magnificent breasts. And thinking that he could caress and kiss them whenever he wanted? Remembering her saying to him, this very morning, that they were his... Ryan didn't know what to make of this.

Lower, below her smooth belly, Ryan looked at the thick triangle of hair above her pussy. The lips themselves, as well as her inner thighs, were perfectly shaven. But Carrie had kept a thick bush above them. Seeing that he was staring, she asked "Want me to shave it all? Or let it all grow back in?" She then laughed and added "Well, judging by your reaction, I'm guessing you'd like to see it bare, right?"

"Stop it!" Ryan replied, closing his eyes. "If my cock gets hard again it'll bleed!"

"Nonsense!" she replied. "If it gets hard again, I'll delicately take it in my mouth."

"Stop it!" Ryan replied, laughing.

Ryan stood up and went to the lake himself to get rid of all that sand. After putting their swimsuits back on, they headed back to the cabin. As he followed her on the narrow path, Ryan stumbled a few times on the roots. He knew he shouldn't be staring at his sister's ass so damn much, but he couldn't help it.

Her ass looked delicious enough under her tight red bikini, but when she understood why he kept stumbling, the little minx pulled it upwards until the spandex vanished between her cheeks. Now just about nude, this amazing ass made the trek seriously dangerous for Ryan. He fell and hurt his knee twice, but didn't stop staring at her ass. He was fascinated by the fluid way her firm flesh moved like waves with each of her steps. One thigh pushed her buttock up only to gently release it as the leg was moved forward and the pattern shifted back and forth.

When she slipped her hands under it to straighten her bikini out, about a minute away from the cabin and their parents, Ryan whispered "Thanks, sis."

"Anytime, lover."

Hearing that word coming from her lips made Ryan's heart beat faster. Was this all real? Really? Had he really lovingly kissed and had he really passionately made love with his sister? His very own flesh and blood? Judging by the ache in his spent cock, it sure looked like it! "If I'm not dreaming, am I dead then? Did we get into an accident on the road and I'm simply fantasizing all this on the way to the hospital?" he asked her.

Ryan didn't expect anything from that light comment, but he was pleased to see his sister stopping, turning around and kissing him again. Hard and long. Feeling her lithe body against his, her breasts on his chest and his hand on the curve of her lower back, Ryan felt like he was burning. When he slipped his hand lower to grab the ass he had been ogling, he moaned into her mouth. "Again?" his sister asked as she pressed herself against his growing erection.

"Christ! No! I'm going to die for real this time!" he said.

They spent the rest of the day with their parents. The cabin they were using was very remote, with no neighbors for miles. Ryan's dad jokingly commented that it would be perfect for a nudist family. Ryan chuckled at the thought, imagining Carrie walking around naked all the time. Gods! As he looked up, he saw his father glancing at Carrie's bikini cleavage. "Well, that's not surprising!" he thought, smiling.

But as he caught him staring at her body just like he was doing himself, Ryan began wondering if his father wasn't harboring incestuous thoughts. Maybe he really had imagined Carrie naked when he had made that nudist comment. When his dad stared at her cleavage for a good three seconds as she leaned over to grab the butter, Ryan snorted. When his father suddenly turned to look at him and asked why he had snorted, Ryan hastily made something up.

A bit later, Ryan saw that his sister's nipples had become a lot more prominent and were now very visible under her bikini. Either she had felt a cool breeze or had had a naughty thought. But she didn't seem to realize it and for a long moment, father and son ogled those two pointed nipples hungrily. While part of him felt jealous seeing his father mentally undressing Carrie, Ryan was fully aware of the irony.

That irony was only strengthened when, about ten minutes later, he watched his mother coming out of the cabin wearing her own bikini. A white one. Risking a long ogle as his father and sister were still inside, Ryan grinned. "It's no wonder where Carrie got her curves!" he thought. She was very curvaceous, from her rounded thighs and generous hips all the way to her breasts and beautiful face. The tight bun on top of her hair, that revealed the curves of her shoulder and delicate neck, enhanced her beauty.

As she busied herself with something on the picnic table, Ryan enjoyed every minute of that delicious show. It had been a while since he had seen her wearing a bikini and it brought back many succulent memories.

Before Carrie fully developed into the drop dead gorgeous young woman she now was, Ryan's mother had been his favorite forbidden pleasure. Despite being much older than Carrie, his mom wasn't "old". Ryan knew that if Carrie wasn't filling every waking second of his life since yesterday, his eyes and fantasies would be all over his mom. As he watched her sit down, her heavy breasts bouncing in her old bikini, he realized that it wasn't as if he had to make a choice! At least as far as looking was concerned!

Leaning back in his chair, hidden behind his sunglasses, he stared at his mom's reclined body. It had been a while since he had ogled at his mom's breasts and they were still stunning! In fact, Ryan realized that he would be very happy if Carrie's breasts were as hot as their mom's in twenty years.

As his eyes kept roaming all over his mom's body, Ryan realized that he had unconsciously assumed that he would still be intimate with his sister in twenty years. Nothing could be less certain. Then again, as she smiled at him after getting out of the cabin, his heart told him that the chances were, in fact, pretty good. Part of him knew that it was impossible for him to know how their relationship would survive the test of time after barely 24 hours. But his beating heart was screaming another story!

Carrie smiled at her brother, her lover, before sitting down next to him with a book. She had no intention of actually reading it. All she wanted to do was sit next to him. His own answering smile melted her heart and she wondered if he felt the same way. She stopped wondering as soon as he removed his glasses and she could see eyes, sparkling as they were.

Their fingers intertwined for a moment and they both took a deep breath. After a long moment of enjoyable silence, Carrie saw her mom getting up and joining their father inside. Sighing, she then said "Think I'll look as good as she does at her age?"

"Gods! I hope so!" her brother replied.

Laughing, Carrie said "So you did notice her body!"

"Of course! Just like dad noticed yours!" Ryan said.

"He did not!"

"Pfff. Our eyes practically had to wrestle each other to get front row of your cleavage when you reached for the butter earlier!" her brother said.

"You're crazy! I did that for you though!" she replied, smiling.

The evening was uneventful. Ryan saw his sister disappearing into the bathroom for a long moment to take a shower. A very long moment. A few minutes after the water stopped, he saw her opening the door just a crack. Puzzled, he watched her looking in the living room. Ryan was alone, both of their parents having left for a quick walk in the sunset light. "Are they gone?"

"Yeah," he replied. "For a walk, but they could return at—"

Carrie interrupted him just by walking out of the bathroom. She was wearing panties and a tank top. Nothing more. A very thin thank top without a bra. Her breasts pushed the delicate and mostly transparent fabric away from her belly and it floated freely. Now lit by the deep orange light of the sun, Carrie shone. Her entire body seemed to be burning because of the light, her hair positively glowing. Ryan's jaw dropped open. He could see every detail of her breasts, see their bottom curves through the fabric, the way her nipples were hard, poking peaks into the thin fabric.

Because it was pushed upwards by the size of her breasts, the tank top didn't go all the way down to her waist. Instead, it allowed him to see her panties. Her glorious panties. He would learn later that it was a pink La Perla Lace Frame. It was magnificent. Mostly lace, and not particularly thick lace. In fact, it was mostly transparent, except for a modesty patch right over her lips. When his sister turned around, he was floored by her ass. The panties were pretty much as transparent in the back, with a soft scalloped edges all in flowery lace.

After a few moments Ryan shook his head and repeated what he had been trying to say. "Mom and dad could return at any moment!"

"So?" she said slowly as she walked towards him.

"If they see you like this, parading for me..." he whispered urgently, looking through the windows to make sure their parents were not walking back.

"Parading? Like this?" she teased before turning around and walking back and forth in front of him.

"Yes!" Ryan said. "Christ! Stop it!"

"Ohhh..." she said in a sad voice. "You're already tired of me? Don't like seeing my body anymore?"

"No! Of course not! Damn it Carrie!"

But Carrie didn't seem to mind. Ryan watched her, aghast and aroused at the same time, as she began dancing right in front of him. "What if I dance instead of parading? Think they'll mind less?" she said. She was insane! And against his better judgement he remained there, his eyes glued to her body. Her long hair whipping around as she turned, her breasts dancing, her ass bouncing up and down with her every step... His blood was racing in his veins, the sexual thrill and fear of being caught driving him crazy! Ryan swore when he felt his cock rising back to life. "Ooooh!" she cried. "Is that for me?"

Ryan sighed. Looking outside once again, he turned and looked at her. "Christ! You're crazy! Shit!" he growled.

Carrie stopped dancing and leaned towards him. "And how's this one doing?" she said, placing a gentle finger on his erection, through his pants.

Ryan, staring at her revealed breasts because of her position, grunted. "I could fuck you right here in the living room and let your cries of pleasure call mom and dad back here."

Carrie gasped as she heard his words. "Don't say that again, because I'm going to impale myself on you right here and now, and to hell with what they're going to think!"

Brother and sister looked at each other for a long moment, Ryan not knowing if she was serious, and Carrie not knowing if he was going to repeat himself. After a few moments of sexually charged silence, Carrie leaned forward a bit more and kissed his brow. "Later, my love... Why don't we turn in early?" After that, she knelt in front of him and planted a kiss on his hard cock. Despite the fabric of his pants, Ryan still felt it clearly.

A few hours later, they did what they had planned and the two siblings went to their room early, feigning sleepiness. But of course they were not sleepy at all. Young as they were, their sexual energy had had enough time to fully replenish. And that teasing show earlier had told Ryan that his cock was ready to follow his lust-filled mind.

Locking the door silently, they closed the light, undressed in the dark and soon snuggled into the same bed together. They hugged, kissed and caressed each other for a long while, barely talking. Soon they felt Ryan's hard cock between their bellies, but both felt like taking their time this night. And in any case, they still had to be silent, unlike this morning at the beach.

They spent a long while just kissing and teasing each other sexually. No overt sexual contact, except for Carrie's breasts, obviously. But even then, just caresses. And talking. They talked for about an hour in this heady darkness, snuggled together. Eventually they heard their parents getting to their own room and soon the entire cabin was silent.

Under the blankets, already starting to sweat, they still clung to each other like lovers long separated. As if their parents turning in had been a signal, their kisses began to slide lower and lower and Carrie stifled a moan when her brother's lips closed on one of her extended nipples. She then gasped when he finally allowed his fingers to touch her pussy.

At the same time, Ryan froze as he discovered the flawlessly shaven pussy. "Christ!" he whispered in surprise. "I wanna see!" But just as he was reaching for the lamp they both heard a moan. A definitely sexual and feminine moan coming through the wall. Their parents were also having sex! They both laughed in silence yet stayed really still, hoping to hear another one. And sure enough, about a minute later they heard another of their mother's moans. "Fuck!" Ryan said. "This is intensely weird. And sexy!"

"I know, right?" Carrie whispered while nibbling on his earlobe. "But there was something else you wanted to check on?"

From that point on, Ryan wasn't sure he could have heard his parents screaming in the next room. He dove lower under the blankets and kissed his way down to her shaven pussy. His attention was now focused entirely on his sister, and on the perfect pussy she had unveiled for him. Then again, despite his best intentions, it was utterly dark down there. "Christ! I can't see anything under here!" he whispered. "Give me my phone!" Carrie slipped it under the blankets.

"Damn it!" she whispered. "Are we reduced to playing doctor?" she said, giggling.

"Oh my Gods!" Ryan whispered back, awed by her pussy. "It's so beautiful Carrie! You're so beautiful!"

"Thanks, big brother..." she growled. A few seconds later, she added. You wanna see my pussy?"

And with that Carrie threw the blanket off of them and turned on the light next to their bed. "On your back, Ryan!" She could see he was a bit surprised by her command, but he quickly obliged. She crawled above him until her pussy was mere inches above his face. Because of the limited space above her, her head was tilted to the side. But Carrie was still looking down, between her large breasts, at her brother's head under her pussy. Their eyes met for a moment before she saw him staring at her pussy.

She really liked the attention, grinning as she watched him marvelling at her pussy. Then again, she also wanted something else... Soon she moved herself down and against his face before whispering "It's now your mouth's turn..." She felt his tongue on her drenched lips and shivered with pleasure. They remained this way for a long while, looking into each other's eyes like the lovers that they were. With but a few comments and sounds to guide him, Carrie managed to convey what she liked to him. Carrie trembled and shook from time to time as Ryan learned how to please her. And to her delight, her brother was a very fast learner.

His lips kissed every inch of hers, softly biting her delicate flesh. His tongue sometimes went directly against her clit, which drove her to insane levels of pleasure. Then again, at other times it roamed slowly over her delicate inner thighs, caressing her gently and letting her quiet down. Ryan wasn't in any sort of rush. Sometimes he drove that tongue as deep as he could inside her, making her gasp aloud. "Are you doing that to taste me?" she asked after hearing him swallow.

"Yes! You are delicious little sister!" he replied.

Carrie grinned as pushed herself harder against him. "Can I... Can I grind myself against you?" she asked nervously. Ryan simply hummed his answer. And so Carrie allowed herself to do something she had seen in one of the very few adult movies she had ever seen. It was a lesbian sex scene and one of the women was grinding her pussy against the other one's face.

When she began doing that on Ryan's face, her mouth opened in surprise. It was the same lips and tongue on her pussy, but somehow it felt very different. Holding herself with one hand on the bed above her, she grabbed her brother's head with her other hand and pulled him hard against her. As she rotated her pussy against his face roughly, she experienced a surge of pleasure that matched what her mind had fantasized about this position.

If letting him caress her had made her tremble, this grinding made her entire body seize with pleasure. As she drove herself harder and harder against his face, she briefly wondered if she was going too hard. She also wondered if she would ever comfortable enough with her brother to confess to liking that lesbian movie so much.

But her climax wiped out those interrogations. Biting her lower lip hard, she felt herself losing any sort of control over her body. The last thing she managed to do was to reach for the metal frame above her head with both her hands. Head thrown back in a silent scream, her face pressed against the bed's underside mesh, Carrie climaxed very hard.

From beneath her, surprised but unruffled by the strength with which she had ground herself upon his face, Ryan watched her climax. And tasted her as well. He hadn't been lying about her taste. While he had eaten her pussy yesterday, he had been so overwhelmed by the whole thing that he hadn't properly appreciated the experience. Now he was very pleased by the fact that he, in fact, loved the taste of his sister's pussy.

She eventually pulled away from his face, still trembling with pleasure. "Gods that was insane!" she whispered. "Did I hurt you?" she asked.

"Nah..." Ryan said, stretching his neck nevertheless. "In fact, you could even have—"

Ryan never finished that sentence as his sister had taken his cock in her mouth. She had moved all the way down between his legs while he had stretched his neck and without warning or ceremony, she had swallowed his cock. It was not the first time she had, yet it still floored him. Nowhere near as intense as it felt when he was fucking doggy style like this morning, but yet so wonderfully erotic!

With the light on, he clearly saw his cock moving in and out of her mouth. Ryan bunched his pillow under his head and stared at the sight in front of him. The incidents in the car as they were driving, then in the forest, then in the cabin and ultimately in that same bed last night had been a whirlwind of gradual discovery. Today they were rushing headlong towards one another, abandoning themselves to the passion they so clearly shared.

Looking at her sweaty face, her hair all over her face and his belly until she reached in and pulled them off, the way her lips were taut around his shaft, the way her tongue caressed his glans... It was unbelievably good. At one point she pulled up and the look in her eyes astonished him. So much raw passion! "I want your tongue on me again, Ryan." Before he could say or do anything he saw her moving around on the bed and he realized that she was going for a 69. Their first 69.

His pulse quickened when he saw her above him, trying to move into a comfortable position. On instinct, when she was placed too low towards the foot of the bed, he lifted his head and kissed her pretty little asshole. And Carrie cried aloud. "Shhh!" he pleaded quickly. "You'll alert mom and dad!" he added while laughing.

Somehow finding a way to look at him under her own body, Carrie was grinning but clearly surprised "Christ! You're a naughty one!"

But instead of waiting for his explanation, Ryan saw and felt his sister beginning to lower herself back over him and, this time, only placing her pussy within his mouth's reach. Maybe he could push her lower and try his little stunt again, but he remembered her words from this morning "One day, we'll be home, alone in the house, with a large bottle of lube and... yes, we'll try whatever you want..."

And then she fully lowered herself, placing her pussy on his mouth again and taking his cock back into her mouth. And here Ryan was, experiencing his first 69. And it was as good as he had dreamed it would be. The psychological thrill of eating his sister's pussy combined with the raw physical pleasure of having her fucking his cock with her mouth. What the fuck more could anyone ask for?

While he had managed to control the rise of his pleasure while she had only been sucking him off, he knew the challenge would be a lot more difficult now that he was eating her pussy at the same time. His mind was torn between the psychological and physical pleasure as well as the important task of not climaxing too quickly.

While this position had the disadvantage of not letting him see her devouring his cock, the sensations were very different than the previous blowjob. In this position, the wider part of his glans sliding directly against her soft tongue instead of her harder palate. And it felt like the angle was also better for her as he felt her lips reaching a bit lower down his shaft.

His awareness was split between his mouth and his cock. But regardless of where he decided to focus, he was overwhelmed. His cock fucking her sweet mouth, her delicious pussy, her breasts on his belly, her thighs against his upper body, her smell, her giggles, her gasps as he did something right with his tongue, her feline grace as she gave herself completely to pleasuring him...

Long and delicious minutes of this later Ryan was exceedingly glad to hear his sister moaning and shivering above him. He groaned himself all the while trying his best to keep pleasuring her. In the end he managed not to climax before she did, and her orgasm made her pull away from his cock.

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A few minutes later Carrie was nestled in her brother's arms, still trembling with pleasure. "He's so good with that tongue!" she thought, her breathing almost back to normal. She had been surprised when he refused her offer to suck him until he climaxed as well. But he had said that if merely touched his cock he would erupt. Now, looking down at his cock, she saw that it was still rock hard, glistening in the light.

When he reached for the lamp to turn it off, Carrie was surprised. After turning his phone back on just for a bit of light from the screen, she felt him pushing her onto her back. Ryan then moved above her and she parted her legs for him. They had tried many positions since last night, but she was shocked to realize that they had never had sex in the missionary position. "I love you," he breathed just before he kissed her and a second before his cock found her pussy again.

Despite her many climaxes today, Carrie was still thrilled to feel his cock inside her. It felt so damned right, having him inside her. It was intoxicating! The two of them made love that night. It didn't last all that long, given how much Ryan had enjoyed that blowjob and 69, but it was as sweet and tender as their first time yesterday. Carrie got the feeling that they would now be able to dance between this kind of softer, loving sex and the wilder positions they both enjoyed.

Despite his slow penetrations, they both managed to find the angle that gave her the most pleasure. When she discovered that she could, maybe, climax again, she hugged him tight and placed her mouth against his ear. "Tell me again how you love me..." And so he did. As his cock gently slid back and forth inside her, he whispered constantly into her ear. Words of love, of beauty, of passion and of the future.

Ryan was overwhelmed by the pleasure he felt. He knew his cock was on the verge of being too sensitive, but the pleasure was so damned intense! Every time he pushed back inside, he felt her lips resisting him very briefly before parting and letting him in. That deep rush all the way inside her until he pressed against her clit was more intoxicating than any drug or alcohol. He remained there for a moment and slid back out again. Despite everything they had shared, even though he was talking from the heart, his mind focused on his cock as he pistoned in and out of her. Not all that fast, but incredibly good.

He stopped whispering into his sister's ear as he climaxed, letting another surge of his sperm fill her womb. Picking up where he had left off, he heard his sister telling him how she loved him. She echoed many of the words he had told her and added quite a few new ones. During the bliss of his climax, he vowed to ask her to repeat them once he'd be able to properly remember them!

As his climax began to wane, he considered again how crazy and impossible this whole thing was. And it had all begun with a series of fortuitous accidents. Seeing her pussy in the car, then in the woods... And then everything had, somehow, improbably, fallen into place. When the final spurt of his sperm flooded her pussy, Ryan collapsed on to of her.

Despite his weight, he felt his sister closing her arms and legs tightly around him. Carrie still had no idea what the future held for them, how this amazing love would handle the real world back home. But before that day would come, she had every intention of capitalizing on the remaining days here. She savored that last climax of the day, holding on dearly to the brother she loved more than the world.

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