"That's the last one," I called to Lisa as I shoved another over stuffed suitcase into my small trunk. "Think there's anything from your closet you didn't bring?"
She just laughed as she tossed yet another makeup bag my direction. "Correction. This is the last one. And don't blame me because your trunk is the size of an MP3 player."
With a rueful smile I took the bag and stared at the trunk. What had I gotten myself into, I thought with a sigh. When my sister asked me to drive her around to the two colleges she was considering, I thought it would be a fun way to take a mini vacation of my own. But here it was, in the middle of a heat wave, with about a metric ton of clothes, makeup and shoes weighing down my ten year old compact car.
Suddenly the trip didn't seem as fun as it had a week ago when I volunteered.
But Lisa flounced around to the passenger side of the car, her long blond hair cascading down her back from her perky ponytail. It'd be the last time we really got to hang out before she went on to start her new life in another state. It'd be fun, no matter what. It always was.
So I just found a small nook for her last makeup bag and slammed the trunk shut.
With hard rock music blaring from the radio, we started our journey by noon almost on the dot. It was a little later start than either of us wanted, but my sister was notoriously late for everything. I was just grateful we managed to hit the edge of town while it was still light out. By the time we hit the state line, we were singing loudly and off key to the music as we zoomed down the highway at ten miles over the speed limit. The windows were down, as my car didn't like to run as well if you operated more than one thing at the time. If you played the stereo, you had to turn off the air conditioner; if you used the signal, you couldn't use the windshield wipers, that kind of thing. So if we wanted music, and we did, then we had to deal with the humidity and the heat.
I could feel the sweat pour down my back and my legs stuck to the seat. It was the main reason I sped along, trying like hell to keep some kind of ventilation going so we wouldn't pass out from heat stroke.
I glanced over at Lisa, whose dark blond hair stuck to her neck. Beads of sweat dribbled down over her tanned skin, down her neck and over her shoulders that were bared from the tank top she wore. My eyes followed that bead of sweat as it dripped down over her collar bone and then across her chest and right in between her two full but perky breasts that weren't bound by a restrictive bra.
Quickly I averted my eyes. It wasn't the first time I noticed my sister's generous proportions. You live with someone through puberty and things just stand out, propriety be damned. There were times when we'd pass each other in the hall, her in only a towel and me and my pajama bottoms that barely concealed my morning wood.
We never talked about it, but I'm sure both of us were very aware of each other. With teenage hormones, how could you not be? Some things were just animal instincts.
So I didn't beat myself up for the stirring I felt glancing at my sister's tits. It wasn't like we ever acted on it.
I glanced over again, noticing how the thin cotton spread over her dark nipples. I could see the curve of her breast just under her arm. I cleared my throat as I shifted in my seat and looked back up at the road. She didn't even notice as she sang the familiar song with gusto. The next time I glanced her direction, my eyes went lower. Her tank top sort of had this reverse "v" going on from the bottom, baring her stomach and showing off that strong, tanned tummy she had developed from four years of being on the tennis team. A shiny little gem sat nestled in her belly button from the ring she had there. I had to smile when I remembered how the shit had hit the fan when she showed that to our dad after she got it on her sixteenth birthday.
She was a rebel, my sister Lisa. Though we never talked about our love lives -- I would bet money she was a wild child in the bed, too.
I glanced a little lower to the denim cut offs she was wearing. They showed those long, lean legs that were also a byproduct of her years of tennis training.
Just as my eyes traveled to the part of her legs, the car began vibrating loudly. I glanced up to the road with a start to realize we had hit the side of the road with all the little grates to wake up any drifting drivers.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
I cleared my throat and nodded, even though I was sweating now for a different reason. "Fine," I managed, and this time kept my eyes on the road. "You want a soda?" she asked. I could do nothing but nod. She unhooked her seat belt and then stretched in between the two seats to reach the cooler in back. Her body was pressed against mine, and I felt her full breasts sway against me. I couldn't help but groan a bit, and I pray she didn't hear. I would be mortified if she knew I had developed a raging boner just by leering at her body. She handed me a soda as she plopped back in her own seat, and it did not escape my notice how her tits jiggled as she did so.
I leaned a little closer to my window for some fresh air. What the hell was the matter with me? This was my sister. Not some hot chick with tits my palms were itching to hold. "Here you go," she said loudly over the music.
I gave her a weak smile as my hand grabbed the can she offered. The minute my fingers touched hers my cock jumped. Feeling her skin against mine was electric now. I gulped as I took the can without looking her in the eye.
Nothing good could come of this.
"It's hot!" she said with a pout and flipped off the radio. "Let's get some air on. I'm soaking wet."
My eyes automatically went to her crotch. I would love to feel her soaking wet, I thought in spite of myself. Wet and hot and tight around my cock.
This time when I groaned there was no music to mask it.
Her eyes searched my face. "You okay?"
I cleared my throat as I put the cold bottle in between my legs to mask the hard on not so hidden there. "Fine," I muttered. "Hot," I then clarified.
She nodded and then turned on the air conditioner full blast before she settled back into her seat, one leg tucked under the other as she drank from her own bottle of soda.
My bottle, however, stayed right where it was.
My cock was rock hard and I couldn't let her see that, especially now that she wasn't distracted by the music.
"I spy with my little eye," she started,
"Something brown."
I gulped. In my mind all I could see were her hard nipples as I shoved her shirt up over her voluptuous curves and captured one in my mouth.
"David," she said. I looked over at her. "Something brown."
"Oh," I sputtered as I glanced around at the scenery outside. We were just passing a field of horses. "A horse," I offered.
She giggled. "I know, too easy." I just shook my head. "Your turn."
I nodded and then surveyed the horizon. But all I could think about was her white eyelet top made of cotton so thin I could barely see through it. Before I could stop myself I said, "I spy with my little eye, something white."
She bit her lip and looked around. "Umm... that truck."
"No."
"The clouds."
I just shook my head.
"That speed sign."
Again, I shook my head, even though I debated the wisdom of going with one of her answers instead of being honest about mine. What was I hoping to accomplish here, anyway?
"The lines in the road," she said with a laugh, and it made me grin.
I was making things as hard for her as she had for me.
"Okay, I give," she said. "What?"
I reached over and touched the hem of her shirt. Just doing so made my breath catch in my throat.
She laughed and said, "Duh!" Then, "I don't know how white it is anymore. I've sweat so much it's clinging to me like a second skin. I bet it's see through by now."
It was, I thought. But who was I to complain?
"Okay, my turn," she said.
"Hey wait. You didn't get it. It's still my turn."
"No way," she said with a playful smile. "I'm going to make it a lot harder for you this time. I promise."
Too late.
"I spy with my little eye, something hard."
I gulped and my cock jumped in response to her voice. I glanced over at her and her eyes never left my face. Had she known all along? Was she playing the game too? Was she not shocked or repulsed, but maybe even titillated?
"Um..." I started but my mind refused to work properly. Words all jumbled around in my cranium but refused to form any coherent thought. But what if she wasn't referring to my erection, I thought suddenly. What if she's just innocently saying that, and really referring to something else?
I couldn't just flat out say - "My cock."
Holy shit, was that out loud? I thought suddenly when it became so quiet in that car we could hear a pin drop.
"Um, maybe we should just listen to music," she said as she flipped off the air conditioner and switched the radio back on.
Fuck, I thought. This is going to make our hotel arrangements tonight uncomfortable. How could she lie in the next bed to the brother she just realized was a pervert?
She sang at the top of her lungs as we raced along the freeway and day faded into night. We had decided, in order to make the best time, not to stop for food until we were ready to hit the hotel room. Instead we had packed snacks, and other than the occasional shout over the din to provide food or beverage, we hadn't spoken a word since my embarrassing gaffe.
We pulled into a fast food drive thru next door to the motel and she finally turned the music down. "What do you want?" I asked her when we reached the menu.
"The usual," she said as she reached for her purse.
I placed our order, took the cash she handed and then pulled to a stop behind the car at the window in front of us.
"Listen... Lisa..." I started.
She waved her hand. "Don't worry about it. You're paying for the gas. It's the least I could do."
"No. I meant about earlier."
She nodded but didn't look my way. "I got it, David. It was a joke. No biggie."
But it wasn't a joke. I had thought sinful thoughts about my sister. It could change everything. Still, I followed her lead with a joke of my own. "Actually, it is a biggie," I said with a chuckle.
Her blue eyes met mine briefly before they fell down my body to my crotch. "I know," she said and then looked away again.
What the hell? What was she doing to me? Was she okay with it? Was she not? God, she was driving me crazy.
We said nothing more as we pulled up, got our order and then pulled around to the motel. I checked us in and we lumbered up to our room on the top floor. Two queen sized beds, no smoking. I carried one of her bags and my duffel bag while she carried the food and sodas. She set up our meal at the table by the window.
"Which bed do you want?" I asked.
"Either," she offered noncommittally. "I'm so tired I'll be asleep before my head hits the pillow."
I nodded and put our bags on their respective beds. I gave her the one nearest the bathroom, while I took the one closest to the air conditioning unit. After our hot drive, I wanted to be as cool -- make that as freaking frigid -- as possible.
I grabbed the remote, turned on one of the channels and then I finally sat at the table. Lisa, who hadn't bothered to sit, went to the bag on her bed. "I think I'll take a shower first," she said without looking my direction. "I feel so sticky and gross."
My eyes traveled over her frame. I doubted that. I turned back to my food which I suddenly didn't even have the appetite to eat anymore. She was clearly uncomfortable and it was all my fault. I sighed as I leaned back in the chair and she disappeared into the bathroom.
Though I knew it was a huge mistake to even entertain the thought, I couldn't stop myself from imagining her peeling away that tiny tank top away from her smooth skin, or wiggling out of those tight denim shorts and the thong underwear she'd been wearing for years.
Yet another reason for Dad's blood pressure to raise in an epic battle that ended with her getting her way, way too young.
I could almost see the curve of her ass, that tight ass that was nothing but muscle. Was it as tanned as the rest of her body, I couldn't help but wonder.
I figured I'd never know.
But that didn't stop my raging erection.
So I did what any red blooded guy in his sexual prime would do.
I scoured the TV for porn.
With only a few clicks of the remote I landed on an adults only channel conveniently after I heard the shower start full blast in the other room. Even more fortunately it was a pretty graphic scene of a young blond beauty with a ponytail giving a hung stud a blow job.
My head tipped back as my hand slid between my legs and brushed up against my hard dick that strained against my own shorts. With the sounds of the moans and the groans from the television, I knew mine would be lost when I unbuttoned then unzipped my shorts.
Only it wasn't the scene I was watching that was making me moan. It was the idea of another blond on her knees in front of me, taking my cock into her mouth, sucking me in between those full, pink lips. My hand clasped around my dick as I imagined how it would feel to be in her mouth, her tongue slithering all around me as she licked me like a lollipop.
Just as I was about to really start going at it I realized that the shower had stopped. Hurriedly I pushed my shorts the rest of the way off my body and climbed into the nearby bed, pulling the covers right up to my chin with my back facing the bathroom door right as the door swung open. I thought I was home free until I realized I had left the television on the porn station, and the guy who had been getting blown was fucking his blond from behind with her begging for more. I shut my eyes and feigned sleep. It was the only dignified way to handle the situation. But even with me curled up in a ball my dick was rock hard and ready to explode, having been teased by my lascivious thoughts all damn day. I prayed she'd turn off the TV and go to sleep like she had said she would.
Instead, I heard her pull out a nearby chair next to my bed, and the sound of her pulling away the paper from her burger.
I could hear her eat and suck her soda through a straw as the sound of loud fucking permeated from the TV set. This was torture. And clearly she was doing it on purpose. I heard her crinkle up the discarded paper into a ball and all the trash hit the bottom of the waste basket and thought surely she was going to turn off the lights and the television and go to her own bed.
Instead I just heard nothing but the porno, where the blond begged the guy to eat her pussy -- and the lovely sounds that followed as he did as she requested.
I heard her her moans, and the sound of his fingers as they slipped easily into her wet hole.
But suddenly I realized those sounds were not coming from the TV at all. I squinted through one eye and saw Lisa in the mirror opposite my bed as she leaned back in her chair, her robe hanging open and her hand between her legs as she masturbated to the scene on the TV.
That's it, I thought. She's trying to kill me.
I so wanted to grab my cock and jerk off right there but I had this successful sleep ruse thing going on. I had to commit to it. I could masturbate later. Once she went to bed.
If she ever fucking went.
I focused on my breathing, trying to really sell my act, and doing my best to ignore all the sounds around me. I couldn't think of her sweet pussy just three feet from my face, or those breasts that were nearly falling out of her robe. I couldn't acknowledge her moans that grew louder as she pleasured herself.
I definitely couldn't think of how much I wanted to fuck my sister; just slam my engorged cock right up inside her until she screamed. I just couldn't. I couldn't. I had made her uncomfortable enough earlier. If I indulged these thoughts now it would send her straight out the door to the nearest police department or convent. Whichever was closest.
"I spy with my little eye...something pink."
Had I hallucinated, or had I really heard Lisa's soft voice?
"David," she said, so soft it felt like the brush of her fingers across my skin.
I opened up one eye and peered over the blanket, and nearly swallowed my tongue when I realized she was staring back at me. I opened up the other eye and lifted my head up, and that was when she let the robe fall on either side of her to reveal her glorious naked body that indeed had an all over tan.
I was incredulous as I watched her cup one of her heavy breasts in her hand, her two fingers pinching the nipple up into a hard point as she cried out from the sensation. Her legs widened and showed me her pretty little pink pussy, wet and ready for me.
"What do you see, David," she asked, her eyes never leaving my face.
I sat up and pushed the covers away, showing her how hard she had made me. "Your pussy," I said. "Then what are you doing over there?" she asked. I shuddered as I slid off the bed and onto the floor, walking over to her on my knees. I ran my hands along her lean body, up from her ankles, over her calves, up her thighs, around to her hips, up her sides and finally cupping each breast in my hand. I leaned up to plant a hard kiss on her mouth, and she surprised me by shoving her tongue in between my lips.
I indulged the sinful sensation for a moment before I pulled away. "What are we doing?" I asked.
Her blue eyes darkened to the color of the ocean. "You're going to eat my pussy, then you're going to fuck me." She reached in between us and grasped my cock in her hands with authority. "Unless you aren't interested."
She knew damn well I was. And she knew damn well what I meant too. But somehow it didn't really matter once I felt those tiny fingers clamp around my dick and began to stroke me slowly. I grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her to me for another kiss, this time I was the one invading her mouth.
She moaned against me and stroked me harder. I broke the kiss only to lick my way down her body. Down her neck, over her shoulders, down around her breasts. I took my time as my mouth got to know every square inch of those glorious tits, teasing the hard nipples with the flick of my tongue. I could feel her gyrate against me as she jerked me off. Apparently I wasn't the only one who had felt the urgency of our lustful embrace. I sucked one nipple, then the other, driving her crazy with desire until she was begging me to eat her out just like the girl on the TV had done.
So I licked my way down her stomach and around to the insides of her trembling thighs. I zeroed in on her engorged clit and the moment my tongue hit the tiny nub she was crying out in ecstasy. I latched my mouth over it and began to alternately suck and tickle until she was bucking against my mouth like a wild animal.
"Oh God," she screamed. "Fuck me!"
I was all too happy to comply. I pulled up on my knees and spread her legs wide apart with my hands. She glanced in between our bodies to watch my huge hard cock impale her waiting hole. The minute I felt her tight cunt clamp down on my cock I was ready to pop, but I wasn't about to waste this moment. I slowly stroked in and out of her, feeling her gyrate against me as her hand disappeared between us and furiously rubbed her clit until she was coming again.
"Oh Lisa," I moaned as my actions sped up. I would jam my cock up inside of her to make her scream, only to slowly pull it out again. She was delirious with pleasure. She was so wet I could hear each thrust, and I loved how her pussy felt all around my dick as I started to speed up.
"You like fucking your sister?" she said, and all I could do was groan in response. "You like feeling that pussy? Your sister's pussy?"I nodded, unable to speak.
"You want to fuck your sister's pussy harder?" she said as her legs closed around my ass and she pushed me inside her with each thrust. "You want to come in your sister's pussy, don't you, David?"
"Oh God, yes," I cried out as I lost control, fucked her harder and deeper until I was shoved, balls deep, and shooting a massive load right inside of my deliciously wild, naughty sister.
I collapsed on top of her with a kiss. I looked into her eyes and saw the sated smile on her face. "Why didn't we ever do that before?" I asked.
"I've been asking myself that for years," she said and grasped my softening cock with her pussy that was still hungry for more.
"Well then," I said as I wrapped her up into my arms. "Looks like we have a lot of time to make up for."
"Then let's start now," she whispered. She scissored her legs across my ass and held me inside of her while her hand slipped between our bodies. I felt her fingers wedge between us as she targeted her clit. The moment she started to rub herself off, I felt her pussy tighten around me. I couldn't help but groan and start to stir.
"Do you remember that camping trip a couple of years ago?" she asked.
I wanted to laugh. How could I forget? It was about the worst trip we'd ever taken as a family. Everything that could go wrong, had. Our folks argued night and day, and we got lost up in a national park for at least three days straight.
"Remember how we were forced to bathe in that lake?" she probed.
I nodded slightly... but searched my mind.
Then I remembered. It was the only near miss we had where she walked upon me when I was trying to relieve some frustration the good old fashioned way.
"I saw you then," she said, her voice quivering as she rubbed herself faster. "Jerking off under water."
I gulped and my cock jumped inside her.
"So big, so hard... I wanted to fuck you right then," she confessed in a moan. "I kept wondering how you'd feel inside me," she said as her hips ground against me. Apparently having me inside her now was realizing that fantasy. That thought was so sexy my dick raged inside her. I started to stroke but she held me fast with her legs.
"I wanna cum around you," she said. "Then I want to suck you dry."
I groaned as I kissed her hard. I broke away only slightly to litter her flesh with kisses until my mouth clamped on one hard nipple.
She whimpered beneath me as she raced toward her orgasm. I may not could move, but I could totally get even. I reached back up to whisper in her ear, "You want to come around that big, hard dick, don't you little sister?"
She nodded, incapable of speech. I smiled evilly. "You want to feel your brother's big hard cock inside that tight cunt, don't you, Lisa?"
"Yes," she gasped. "Yes!"
"Cum for me," I commanded in a low voice. She whimpered some more, right on the cusp. I bent to suck her tit into my mouth once more.
This sent her right over the edge. She screamed loud as her hips bucked against my rock hard cock, squeezing me like a vice.
I waited until the last shudder passed. "Wow," she breathed. "That was totally worth the wait."
She reached for a deep kiss, which I willingly gave her, and didn't resist at all as she pushed me back onto the bed.
It was my turn.
My hand went to the back of her head and guided her mouth down my body. She trailed hot, open mouthed kisses along my chest and my stomach, and then with relish she sucked my meat into her mouth in one smooth motion, right to the balls.
My head tilted back and a moan escaped my lips. Her tongue snaked around my cock and flicked over the silken head, licking her juices off of me inch by delicious inch.
My voice cracked. "You ever thought you'd be sucking your brother's cock?"
She broke away enough to say, "A girl can dream."
I smiled and guided her head back down, and I leaned up just a bit to watch myself disappear in and out of her mouth. Her pink lips were clamped tight around me and would slide all the way down to the base with ease.
The head of my cock tapped against the back of her throat, and her eyes never left mine as she sucked her way back up the shaft only to bathe the tip with her tongue.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw the porno still blaring from the TV, and the scene on screen wasn't nearly as hot as what was going on in front of me, although it did mirror the motions.
Lisa glanced over at the television. She smiled as she lifted away. "Let's both watch."
She positioned herself on her knees, facing the TV, propping up that delicious ass in front of me. "Fuck me, David."
It wasn't a request.
I slipped in between her tanned thighs, allowing my finger to probe into that tight waiting hole. She bucked against me.
"I wanna feel you inside me," she begged.
I wanted that too. I wanted it all, in every way.
But mostly I wanted to make her cum harder than she'd ever come in her life. If this was what she had been waiting for, then I was going to make it an experience she'd never forget.
So I toyed with her cunt. I slid two fingers inside her, while my thumb circled her hard clit. To tease her, I rubbed my hard cock against the silken flesh of her inner thigh, the tip bumping just shy of where she wanted it to be.
She reached for me between her legs but I dodged her, instead allowing my fingers to do all the magic. I'd take it slow, then speed it up - quick as lightning, until she was practically incoherent.
I watched her in the mirror opposite the bed as she bit her lip, trying not to cry out but unable to stop herself. Her tits swayed with the rhythm of her gyrations, and my other hand slid up her back and around her waist to grab one in my hand.
I loved the heavy weight of it, and how she'd cry out when I tweaked her nipple. "Please," she begged.
"Not yet," I told her. My sister may have been the wild child... but I had a few tricks up my sleeve too.
I'd bring her right to the brink of orgasm, then slow everything back down and deny her what she wanted - needed - most.
I knew the minute I stuffed myself inside her she'd cum all around me. As much as the thought had me crazed, I was a man on a mission.
My fingers plunged deep, touching off a place my cock was soon to trigger. "David!" she screamed. "Now! Please!"
The next thing she knew my fingers were replaced with my cool breath and probing tongue. I knew that wasn't what she wanted, but it was what I wanted.
I wanted to taste her... to feel the tight muscles of her pussy suck me in until I was fucking her with my mouth.
I rimmed her hole before circling her clit, and as I flicked my tongue over the tiny hard nub I knew that she wouldn't hold out much longer.
It was time.
I lifted up and aimed my rod right at her cunt. With one hard stroke I penetrated her deeper and harder than she had ever been penetrated before.
I know this, because she screamed it as she thrust her hips back against me, wildly riding her way to the most explosive climax of her life.
Every nerve ending was alive and sensitive to each stroke, and I didn't hold back as I thrust into her hard and fast.
We were so lost in each other we couldn't even speak. Shouts and screams, moans and groans, whimpers and gasps filled the night air - much louder than anything coming from the television.
With how hard the headboard was slamming against the wall I could only hope that no one was trying to sleep in the next room.
Little did they know I was fucking the shit out of my sister just a few feet away. If they knew, what would they do?
The thought sent me over the brink. I grunted as I pumped myself into her and spent my massive load in one glorious moment I held for as long as I could.
I collapsed over to the side of her, gasping for air.
What a detour our road trip had taken. But I had no complaints. After a minute passed I said with a smile. "I hope you're not wanting to get an early start tomorrow."
She had a grin on her face as she crawled up my body to cuddle in the crook of my arm.
"I do want an early start... but not on the road."
My eyebrows raised as I looked at her.
"This was the only reason I wanted to take this trip, David," she confessed as her fingers grasped my softening cock. "A week solid of solid fucking. If you're up to it."
As she felt me stir slightly between us we both began to laugh.
It sounded good to me.