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Hey again everybody, my name is Will (at least I go by that name here on this site) and I’m 18 years old. This is the second story that I’m telling and so if you haven’t read my first one, you should go check it out. That will help you catch some of my references. Also, my Aunt Cassie told a pretty good story, so you should read that one too.
My family and I live in a small town by a nice lake with trees and wildlife. We usually get some tourists here, but this summer has been crazy. My dad keeps complaining about it and makes empty threats, as though someone out there cares. It’s pretty dumb, but hey, that’s him. I have 4 younger siblings and we live in a house that feels way too small with my mom and dad. My Aunt Cassie has been staying with us too, while she tries to find a new place. She’s been sleeping in my sister’s room. I haven’t minded her living here though. We’ve actually grown pretty close and it’s been great. She’s one of the kindest, most fun people I know. I love her a lot.
Well, the reason I’m writing again is because things have gotten even crazier over the past few days. Every summer before school starts we go camping by the lake. We swim, fish, hike, and basically try to relax before things get hectic in the fall. This summer we also have Aunt Cassie with us (as I mentioned), so my mom invited her to come along. It’s fine, we have a couple big tents.
Anyway, a few days ago we packed up and headed over to our favorite spot by the lake. It’s a great beach area, where my younger brothers and little sister can play nonstop. They’re all biological. I have another younger sister named Brynn, but she’s adopted through foster care. My parents didn’t think they would have any more kids after me, so they adopted Brynn when I was like 2. She’s just a few weeks younger than me, so that’s part of the reason we go to the lake every year, because it falls over her birthday.
So, for her 18th we planned this big party, with a bunch of games, barbeque, jet skis, etc. Needless to say I was excited cause I’m really trying to relax a lot before I have to go to college in a few weeks. Life is stressful and you gotta take time for yourself. I was also really excited because Aunt Cassie was going. Like I said, I love her a lot and she’s really fun to hang out with.
Now a little more about Brynn. She and I are pretty close. I usually call her “Bree”, or “Breelzebub” when I want to tease her. Our other siblings aren’t very close to us in age, so we basically just had each other to play with as we grew up.
Bree and I loved to build and sleep in forts when we were kids. We’d push the couch and chairs together and hang up blankets. We probably spent as much time in our forts as we did in the real world. It was a great way to escape and pretend like everything was how we wanted it. I remember a few times when we were in our fort and Bree wanted to play “lions”. It was a recurring game of pretend. She told me that I would be the daddy lion and she would be the mommy. Typical kid stuff, nothing sexual. All I need to say about it is that I loved playing that game because of the close bond it created between us.
Okay, so now back to our camping trip by the lake. We left early that morning with all our gear and had everything set up around noon. The kids started building castles on the beach and I went into the “boys tent” to change into my swimsuit. I took off my shirt and started pulling down my shorts and boxers, when I heard footsteps near the door of the tent. I flipped around fast to cover my front, and heard a gasp as someone walked in. “Sorry, I’m almost done.” I muttered awkwardly, and quickly sat down to cover myself with a sleeping bag. I grabbed my swimsuit and slipped it on. Then I slowly turned around and there was Bree, smiling wide and looking down at me.
“Hey, big brother.” She let out a little chuckle with a raised corner lip. “Sorry, I thought this was the girl’s tent.”
“Sheesh, are you serious?” Today was her 18th birthday so I didn’t want to be too mean.
“Yeah, but it’s fine. It’s not like I haven’t seen your butt before.” And she laughed a little again.
“Okay, but dude, you’re my sister and yeah, not cool.” Half scolding her, half teasing her back. “Ya better be careful now that I have dirt on you!” And I threw my t-shirt into her face.
She had great reflexes and caught my shirt. It was at that moment when I noticed her, like really noticed her, for the very first time. I scanned and admired her tan legs and arms. She was wearing this bright red tankini, that looked sort of like the swimsuits she would wear for her lifeguard job. The only difference being that the bottom could be easily removed without removing the top.
I know that I shouldn’t think about stuff like this, but I wondered if she had tan lines under her suit. I also noticed her curvy butt and the little mound where her pussy was hiding. I also noticed how much bigger her boobs had gotten recently. I’m not really sure on cup sizes, but they looked pretty bouncy and plump. Definitely bigger than Bayan Escort Gaziantep a handful. In fact, as she stood there, I could see the slight curvature of her side-boobs, poking out a little on the sides of her red top.
Bree also had big, loving eyes, a cute nose, and lucious, full lips. Her hair was cut just above the shoulders. If she wasn’t my sister, I’d say she was one of the hottest girls I have ever known. Yeah, yeah, I know…it sounds creepy, but I promise I’m not like that. I am just telling you the truth. She’s really, really hot.
Bree then threw my shirt back at me and laughed, “You better hurry, I’m leaving on the jet ski in a minute.”
She ran out and I stood up, noticing my hard-on under my shorts. I took a minute to walk around the tent, breathing deeply and trying to relax. After my dick finally came to a normal resting spot I took off running down toward the water.
It was a beautiful day, pretty warm, but not too hot. The lake looked as good as last year, glistening in the sun and there were tiny waves because of a slight breeze. I love this place so much. It’s good for my soul.
Bree put on her life jacket and jumped on one of the jet skis. I put mine on too, then jumped on the other one. She took off fast and I tried to catch her. I felt so happy at that moment. I relaxed, and tried to fill my lungs with that clean lake air. I slowly caught up to her and noticed her jiggling butt in that little red swimsuit. The jet ski made her cheeks bounce and ripple, and it was really cute. As she turned around and smiled, she looked free as a bird, and I was genuinely happy for her.
After a few minutes Bree saw a boat and pointed, “Hey let’s get the wake!” She accelerated and I followed her like a lost puppy.
Her jet ski hit the first big wave and she got about a foot of air. Pretty impressive, I must say, at least for Bree. I aimed for the same wave. I entered the wake and suddenly felt the nose of my jet ski shoot almost straight up. The wave must have doubled somehow because it launched me incredibly high. As I was falling I felt a pit in my stomach and that’s when the lights went out.
When I woke up I was lying flat on my back with a shadow over my face. It was Bree and she had her mouth over mine. She was attempting to blow air into my lungs, but was doing a terrible job. I guess that she learned some basic CPR when she began her lifeguard job? Either way, I was fine and I had just blacked out. I kept my eyes closed but squinted up to look at her face. She was so cute. She opened up my life jacket and put her hands on my chest. Don’t get me wrong, she’s pretty strong, but when she pushed down on my chest it felt more like a massage than anything.
As she leaned down I slyly watched her jiggling boobs under her red swimsuit and it reminded me of this funny lifeguard show I saw on TV once.
I started to feel a little bad for her, and also grateful for her trying to save me, so I opened my eyes and blurted out, “Dude, did you even check my breathing or pulse?”
“DUUUUDE!” She yelled back and slapped my arm. “Are you serious!? How long have you been awake?”
I smiled cleverly and shot back, “Long enough, dork.” Again, trying to be nice on her birthday.
I didn’t move and just sat there staring at her cute face and briefly glancing down into her cleavage. I think she noticed my wandering eyes because she self-consciously smiled and then promptly shoved me hard off the jet ski and into the water.
“Hey Breelzebub, I’m hurt, please rescue me!” I called out, sputtering water like I was drowning. I gave up being nice.
“Okay, you’ve had enough fun! Cut it out and let’s keep going!” She jolted back, but I could tell she liked my sassy attitude.
I climbed back onto my jet ski and pushed the ignition. It sputtered and wouldn’t turn over. I tried a few more times, until it finally made a loud popping sound and a small cloud of black smoke rose from the motor.
“Shoooooot.” I lamented, “I guess that fall was too much for my baby.” I reached down and patted my jet ski on the side. She and I had been through many summers together, and maybe her time was finally up.
Bree came around on the side and I looked up.
“Well, it looks like we might need to ride together, sis. Let’s tell dad so he can tow her to the beach.”
She patted the back of her seat, right behind that cute ass of hers, and I made the jump.
“How far out do you think we are?” She asked.
“Oh, probably like 5-10 minutes. Shouldn’t take too long.”
“Oh okay,” she paused with hope in her breath. “Any chance you’d like to just ride with me for a while, instead of going back right now?” As Bree finished her sentence, I heard her voice go up and it cracked a little. I wasn’t sure if she was trying to be extra nice, or if she was a little nervous. Either way, her voice crack sounded hilarious, but I decided not to say anything mean to the birthday girl.
As I sat there and thought about what her invitation meant – pressing my dick against her round ass in that red swimsuit – I felt a chill run down my spine. I know myself pretty well and I can admit the fact that rubbing up against a beautiful ass like hers on a jet ski would give me an uncontrollable boner.
“I dunno, sis. I got knocked out. Why don’t we just head back?”
Her voice went up again, with some forced enthusiasm, like she needed this time with me for some reason. “Oh come on! We’re only here for a couple days, and the clock’s ticking! I really want to ride and I like you sitting behind me. Come on, I’ll make it fun!”
I gulped as I wrapped my arms around her waist and tried to position my dick a safe distance away.
“Okay, sis. Let’s just take it easy on the way back though. My head still feels a little sore.” I lied, but I didn’t know what else to do.
Bree gave me that amazing smile of hers, curving the corner of her upper lip, then turned around and took off with me holding tight. She started carving back and forth in the water, which began pulling me closer against her ass. She hit a few jumps as well, and that extra bumping pressure sent a rush of blood to my cock.
“Dang it.” My thoughts raced. “You knew you couldn’t stop it, but here you are, a careless fool, rubbing your dick against your sister’s ass. What in the hell are you doing!?” As my hardening member pressed against her crack, I started to wonder how long it would take for her to notice. At one point I thought she had it figured out because she turned her head around, touched my leg, then smiled and gave me a huge wink. It didn’t seem to be for any other good reason, so I thought for sure I had been caught. But, she never stopped to scold me. Maybe she didn’t care? Maybe she wasn’t mad? I didn’t know for sure, but either way, I knew that there was nothing in the world that could stop me from getting a hard-on behind her cute bouncy ass. Every guy reading this knows the same thing.
Anyway, she kept laughing and we were having such a fun time, that eventually I forgot about everything except for her, and how I was feeling behind her. I became super relaxed and stopped worrying so much about my stiffness.
After about 15 minutes or so of fast riding, Bree pulled the jet ski into this little alcove on the side of the lake. There were big trees, some jagged rocks, and a small waterfall. I remembered this beautiful place. It was one of our favorite spots because the tourists didn’t know about it. It was very quiet and very private.
Bree slowed the jet ski to a stop and then turned around to face me. The sun was warm and everything felt perfect, until…she removed her life jacket and sternly said, “Hey Will, we need to talk.”
I for sure thought my time was up and that I was in enormous trouble because of the way my dick was poking her ass for the past only God knows how long.
“Sure, what about sis?” I tried to look as innocent and submissive as possible.
“So, yeah, I’m not sure how to say this, but I know about you and Aunt Cassie.”
My stomach dropped. That was NOT what I was expecting. Blood rushed to my face and my whole body suddenly felt hot. I wanted to jump into the water and escape the heat, but I somehow managed to stay calm.
“Okay, and what exactly do you know?” I knew I was caught but wasn’t ready to admit anything.
“Well, the other day when y’all both left the kitchen table around the same time, I wondered where you went. I walked around the house and didn’t see either of you. I figured that the bathroom was the last place you’d go, and doubted that you’d both be in there together, but boy, was I wrong.”
She raised her left eyebrow and then gave me the most impish smile I’ve ever seen. She started to scoot closer to me, close enough that her knees were touching mine, and the mound under her swimsuit bottoms almost reached the tip of the extended dick under my shorts. She calmly and delicately unclasped my life jacket, pulled it off and set it neatly behind her on the jet ski. She then slowly moved her face to the left side of my head, lightly brushing my cheek as she went. She leaned her mouth into my left ear and whispered slowly and resolutely, “Will, I spoke with Aunt Cassie later that night. I asked her about the sounds I heard in the bathroom…And. She. Told. Me. Evv. Ryy. Thiiiing.”
The way she emphasized those final words made my heart blast through my chest. My face and body couldn’t be any warmer. If it wasn’t my best friend and sister, I would have assumed that she was some crazed lunatic killer, straight out of a horror movie. That thought actually made me laugh a little inside, but I tried to stay serious and somehow kept a straight face.
She leaned back and delicately shimmied her ass until she was sitting directly on top of my lap, straddling me. I thought to myself, “Wow, that’s bold of you, sis.” For stability, I reached around and felt her soft warm back and the thin straps of her red swimsuit. I looked up at her beautiful face and she smiled with that cute little raised corner lip thing she does. I looked into her eyes and I swear I could see little flashes of light as though she was filled with excited anticipation.
Then she moved her face slowly to the other side of my head, lightly skimming my cheek again, and breathed into my right ear. “Now listen to me carefully, Will. When I first heard about what you and Cass were doing, I was shocked and had second thoughts about you. I was honestly worried. But since then, I haven’t been able to get these dirty thoughts about you out of my mind. It’s driving me nuts.”
She paused for a few seconds and then exhaled slightly louder, with hot sultry air, softly pressing her lips against my ear, “Will, these are REALLY dirty thoughts that I’m having. I can’t stop them. These thoughts about you are turning me into some horny freakshow. So now, the biggest question I have is this. What are you, and I, going to do about all of this? Hmmm?”
She brought her head back in front of my face and looked down into my eyes, with inquisitive raised eyebrows and pouty lips. She began to lightly lick the edge of her mouth with her moist red tongue. This beauty straddling my lap was no longer my innocent little sister, the girl who used to build forts and play “lions” with me. No, this heaven-sent angel was a woman, all grown up, with plump, mature tits and eager, developed sex parts. This was a big mommy lion sitting directly on top of me, who knew quite well that my hard dick was pressing into the crack of her soft ass. Yes, she was my little sister, who may have been brand new to sex, but who possessed very real, very powerful natural instincts.
She leaned down and started horizontally brushing her lips against mine, tempting me to open my mouth. I hesitated, but didn’t have the power to turn her away. She started kissing me gently, pushing a little harder each time, like she was trying to build my trust. I opened my mouth a little more and she kissed the softer inner parts of my lips. I started to gently massage her back as she made love to my mouth, reassuring her. I pressed my fingers vertically along her spine, and as I went lower, I could feel that little space of skin between her swimsuit pieces. I explored inside that gap and felt the skin on the small of her back, just above her ass cheeks. As my fingertips glided along her soft skin she let out an almost imperceptible moan. Bree surged forward, hungry for more. I felt her fingers running through the back of my hair, with gentle clawing on my scalp. She inhaled deeply, as though she was having to catch her breath, as she began ravaging my mouth with her lips and tongue.
She suddenly paused with a caring tone, “Will, if I am being too rough with you because of your injury, just tell me, okay?” Her breathing was so heavy it sounded like she was chasing an animal. With her warm tits pressed against me, just under my chin, I could hear and feel her strong heartbeat. It was the heartbeat of a starving animal, a lioness that had been caged for 18 years, and was finally ready to have her way with me.
I teased her a little and pushed her anxious mouth away, looking down at her incredible cleavage inside that red swimsuit. I reached up and gently caressed her side boobs, running my fingers along the seam of her suit. This made her giggle a little and she stood up facing me on the jet ski.
She stared down at me and inched her waist closer, allowing my nose to nearly touch her pussy mound. A slight breeze went around us and I could smell her strong sex. I breathed in, deeply inhaling that crisp lake air, mixed with the strong scent of her wet pussy. She grabbed the back of my head and leaned down, pressing her soft cleavage into my face. As I started to kiss and nuzzle her welcoming tits, she reached into my lap and wrestled my shorts down. My dick sprang high into the air and she gasped and cooed, “Ooooooh, so that’s what I was feeling before?”
I completely removed my shorts and she turned around, still breathing like an animal in heat. She bent her ass and moved it toward my face, letting me examine her in that red swimsuit. I reached up and put my hands on her hips, then slowly moved my fingers down, along the seams that curved around her cheeks. She started swaying her sexy hips from side to side, and twirked a little in my face. Man, this girl was in shape, cause the way she shook her ass was like nothing I had ever seen. She rotated her hips in such a way that her cheeks moved in a circular motion, softly clapping in the middle. My fingers were getting wrapped up in the strings of her bikini bottoms as I tried to keep up with her sexy movements.
With my hands on her swinging hips, I slowly pulled her down as she continued to twirk. I pressed her ass against my hard cock and she danced on me like a stripper. The smooth fabric of her swimsuit felt good against my naked dick, but I needed more. As she was squatting there in front of me, shaking her ass up and down, I untied her bottoms and held them in my hands. I looked at the smooth skin of her bubbly butt and noticed the contrasting tan lines that curved around her cheeks. The different shades of skin looked almost like she was dressed in a lighter color swimsuit.
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