When she wake the next morning Vicky was able to think more clearly. She rested in bed replaying everything that had happened yesterday after she picked her brother up at the airport. Somehow, she wasn't quite sure how, she'd come perilously close to fucking her own brother and committing incest.
She tried to think at what point things had gotten out of hand, and then she realized that things were already out of hand the moment she and Van set eyes on each other. When they'd caught sight of each other in the waiting room at the airport, the attraction had been hot, instant and mutual. They hadn't thought of each other as brother and sister, but just as man and woman.
That had been their mistake, Vicky decided, acting as if there were no close blood relationship between them. She was determined to see that that didn't happen today. She got up and showered, and as she did so she planned a whole series of innocent things they could do together – anything that wouldn't leave them alone together near a bed. Then she went to make breakfast, and the smell of frying bacon got Van out of bed quickly.
"Mmmmmmin, that smells great," he said as he slipped into the breakfast nook. "You're not only gorgeous, Sis, you're a terrific cook."
"Flattery will get you nowhere," Vicky laughed as she put breakfast on the table. "Listen, Van, it's such a lovely day – how'd you like to go for a picnic and a swim?"
"Sounds fine to me," he said.
Vicky sighed with relief. She didn't think she could take a whole day with him in this house, fighting her lust for him. After breakfast he helped her pack a basket with fried chicken and potato salad and beer, and then they set off for a nearby state park with woods and lake and streams. When Van rested his hand on her thigh as she drove, Vicky didn't worry about it. It wasn't going to lead to anything.
At least she hoped not, but when she drove into the park she began to wonder. She'd counted on the park being crowded, lots of people around, so that she and her brother would never be alone and tempted. But there were very few cars, and almost no people to be seen. Vicky realized it was the opening day of fishing season and probably everybody was way out on the lake. She and Van might be alone after all.
She chose an attractive camping spot on the edge of the lake, and Van spread out a blanket for them to sit on. The day was growing hot already, and Vicky looked longingly at the cool blue lake. A swim would feel so good after that hot drive from town.
"I think I'll swim right now," she said.
"Great," Van smiled, "I'll join you." He started to undress right where he was standing.
"Van," Vicky laughed, "there are dressing rooms, you know."
"Yeah, but who needs them?" Van replied with a grin. "We're the only ones here."
Vicky realized with shock that he was right. There'd been two parties of people close by, but they were driving away, probably having caught their limit of fish. There was nobody else in sight. Van was down to his shorts now, and Vicky reddened as he skinned out of them and tossed them carelessly on the grass. He started toward the water, buck naked, and she gave a little squeal of alarm.
"Van, don't you want your bathing suit?" she cried.
"Nope," he grinned, "it's a lot more fun this way. Try it, Sis, you'll like it."
"Van, don't be ridiculous," Vicky snapped. "I'm going to wear a suit, and I'm going to the dressing room to put it on."
"Oh, come on, Vicky," Van snorted, "you've gotta have a little adventure now and then. I dare you."
"I dare you." Those words took Vicky back twenty years, back to vague memories of when she and Van were still together as little kids. She wanted to follow her big brother and get in on his adventures, but sometimes she'd get scared. Then Van would taunt her, dare her, till she got up her nerve and joined him. She was always so proud of herself then.
"All right," she said firmly, "I'll do it."
"Good in," Van exclaimed. "See you in the water."
He dived into the cool lake and surfaced to float on this back, watching Vicky as she undressed. She was blushing but determined, and Van had to admit he was surprised. The town's uptight spinster schoolteacher was actually about to go skinny-dipping. Van's interest increased as she removed her bra and revealed her full thrusting tits. Then she quickly wriggled out of her panties and ran for the water, her ripe tits bouncing enticingly. She dived in and surfaced with a shriek.
"It's cold," she cried.
"Keep moving and you'll feel fine in a minute," Van said. "Race me out to that rock."
He didn't care who won the race. He just wanted to swim alongside her and ogle her naked body. It looked especially sensuous and inviting through the pale blue water. He glanced at her little dark bush and remembered how juicy and hot her pussy was. He remembered the heat and the tightness of her seldom-used cunt around his spearing tongue.
Today, come hell or high water, he was going to get his cock into her. He was sure she was ready, but no matter how much resistance he met, he wouldn't quit till he'd fucked his gorgeous little sister. As he thought about it, his cock began to stiffen, even in the cold water. He and Vicky reached the rock at the same moment, and he pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard on the mouth.
Vicky felt his ballooning cock against her belly, and she moaned with lust. It was a kinky thrill for her to feel her own brother getting a hard-on while he kissed her. She thought how wonderful it would be to swim quickly back to shore, lie down on the blanket, and open her legs for him. She urgently needed to feel a big hard cock in her famished pussy hole. If only this devastatingly attractive man wasn't her brother! She reluctantly wriggled out of his embraces.
"Race you to shore," he grinned.
"You're on," Vicky said – anything to distract him.
Van couldn't think of anything but his sister's hot slick little fuck hole and how he ached to cram his stiffening cock into her. He reached the shore a little before she did, and when she got there he grabbed her hands and pulled her right out of the water. Surprised, Vicky stumbled along after him, and he took her right to the blanket. Only as he pulled her down did she realize the danger.
"Hey, Van, wait," she cried, "I haven't finished my swim yet."
"Finish it later," he growled. "I need you." He rolled on top of her and kissed her again, thrusting his big hot tongue into her mouth. His cock was stiff as steel now and throbbing violently against her belly. Vicky felt an almost overpowering rush of longing, but at the same time she knew how dangerously close she was to committing incest. She wanted him so badly, but could she live with herself afterward?
"Baby," Van moaned, finishing the kiss and nuzzling her neck. "Baby sister, I wanna fuck you so bad."
"Van, no, we mustn't even think about it," Vicky sobbed.
But even as she protested, her body was giving him the opposite message. She was writhing with lust, unconsciously grinding her wet mound against his swollen cock. He quickly slipped a hand between her legs and felt the scorching wetness of her horny pussy. She wanted him, all right, and her cunt was eager for him. The only thing standing in her way was her mind. He had to do something to distract her.
He began to rub a stiff index finger back and forth over her clit. She gave a hoarse moan of pleasure and creamed all over his finger. She was clearly horny out of her mind, aching to come and Van knew just how to take advantage of that. He kept rubbing her clit, pushing, her higher and higher towards climax, and she clung to him and gurgled with ecstasy, thinking he was going to bring her off that way.
"Ohhhhhh, darling, yesss, make me come," she whimpered, "I need to come so badly."
Van's expert touch was giving her shock after shock of pleasure, and she forgot everything else as she sailed towards a desperately needed come. She closed her eyes and clung to him, digging her nails into his broad shoulders, and she creamed uncontrollably, soaking his whole hand. As she reached the very verge of climax, she stiffened and stopped breathing. Van knew exactly what those signs meant, and he quickly withdrew his hand from her pussy, leaving her high and dry.
"On, Van, don't stop," she sobbed, "I need to come. I'll go crazy if I don't come."
"I'll make you come, honey," Van whispered as he pushed her thighs apart.
She didn't understand what he meant, and by the time she did, it was too late. She thought he was pushing her legs open wider so he could touch her pussy better, so she cooperated, spreading her thighs far apart. Then she felt his hard hairy body sinking down between her legs, and she couldn't close them again. He shoved his hands under her ass and gripped it firmly, and then he was pressing the massive swollen head of his cock against the tiny mouth of her cunt.
"Van, no," she gasped.
"Yes," he insisted hoarsely, "you know you want it, Sis. You know it has to happen."
Vicky wasn't so sure about that, but there was nothing she could do now to stop it. He had her pinned, trapped, and the big hard knob of his cock head was making its way into her. It was spreading her cunt lips hugely and invading the juicy pit of her twat mouth. She felt her own brother's cock going into her, and the sensation was incredibly exciting. Wrong, yes. Against the law, yes. But she couldn't help loving it.
"Ohhhhhh, baby, baby," Van groaned, easing his massive boner into her with delicious slowness.
"Ohhhhhhh, my God, ohhhhh," Vicky gurgled.
His cock was ever so gradually filling her, throbbing against her gripping cuntal tube. He took his time, savoring the experience, the kinky thrill of cramming his little sister's box full of his hot hard meat. Vicky wasn't saying anything, but she wasn't fighting him, either. He could feel her trembling beneath him as he went into her. Then at last his cock touched her womb, and he paused to catch his breath.
"It's done, Vicky," he panted, "I'm all the way into you now. So why not just relax and enjoy it?"
Vicky still didn't say anything, but he felt a sudden scalding flood of juice around his fully-buried cock, and he knew she was feeling as excited as he was. He'd reached his first goal. His cock was inside her. Now for the second goal – freeing her of all her inhibitions, clearing her head of all those bitter and puritanical things their mother had taught her. Firmly gripping her hot little ass, he began to piston his stiff cock inside her.
"Easy, honey," he crooned, "just relax and have fun. This is gonna feel great."
Vicky wasn't about to admit it, but it already felt great. Each inward lunge of her brother's thick hard cock gave her a hot rush of pleasure and made her cream like crazy. She lay there trembling and muffled her cries of delight, loving his fucking. She wasn't going to worry about right or wrong just now. She was going to take Van's advice and just enjoy herself.
Van could tell she loved his fucking. She was creaming uncontrollably and moaning softly. Yet she was still holding back a lot. She'd start to give a full-blooded sexual groan, and then she'd stifle it like she was ashamed to show her pleasure. Well, he wasn't going to allow that. He was going to drive her to such a pitch of excitement that she wouldn't be able to hide her response. He gradually fucked into her faster, increasing the delicious red-hot friction between cock and cunt.
"Ohhhhh, unnnhhhh," Vicky gasped. Then she turned red as a beet.
"Hey, don't be ashamed," Van urged, "let yourself go. You're supposed to make noise. This isn't a tea party or a faculty meeting, honey, this is fucking."
That got a little smile, and he thought he felt her body soften and relax beneath him. He fucked into her faster, and she gasped and soaked his prick with molten juice. Soon her hips began to move to his rhythm. Her natural horny instincts were taking over from her conscious mind, and she was fucking back at him, meeting each deep thrust of his cock with a greedy upward jerk of her hips. Her natural urge was to take his pounding cock as deep as she could get it.
"Yes, honey, that's it," Van cried excitedly, "fuck with me, go for it."
Vicky realized that this was her first real fuck, her first true experience of making it with a man she was crazy about. When Nick raped her in the classroom, she'd enjoyed the mechanical part, the hard cock sawing in her cunt, but she'd hated the person who was doing it to her. Now, with Van, everything was complete. She could truly let herself go with him and enjoy fucking to the maximum.
"Fuck with me, Vicky," Van was whispering, "give yourself up to it."
Vicky wanted to do just, as he urged. There was still the nagging voice of her mother to contend with, but it was getting fainter and fainter in her head. More and more she was conscious of the burning pleasure in her cunt, the ecstasy she felt each time Van crammed her full of his stiff throbbing cock. Her head lolled back, and she closed her eyes, letting her brother's cock hummer her toward climax. "Unnhhhh, uunnhhhh," she moaned.
Van looked down at her with hot lusty eyes. "You love it, don't you, Sis?" he rasped. "Open your eyes and tell me."
This time her lust-contorted face didn't redden. She looked up at him, her eyes as hot and horny as his own. "I love it, Van," she cried hoarsely, "I love how you're fucking me! Please keep doing it to me, darling, don't ever stop."
Van rewarded her frankness with a steaming tongue-kiss, then fucked into her hard and fast, making her big-tit body, shudder with the impact. His pistoning cock made an obscene sucking noise as it reamed the thick cream from her clinging twat. Her pretty face twisted into a lusty grimace, and she closed her eyes tightly, shutting out everything but the incredible excitement she was feeling. Each deep hard thrust of her brother's cock was absolute ecstasy to her.
"Ahhhhh, Van, do it to me, fuck me," she sobbed, "I have to have it."
"You've got it, honey, as much of it as you want," he told her hoarsely.
Her cunt was like molten lava and it was getting tighter as she hurtled toward orgasm. Van ached to come, yet he also ached to prolong this moment forever. The kinky thrill of fucking his own sister was something he'd probably never experience again, and he wanted to glut himself on it. Red-faced with effort, sweat beading on his forehead, he fucked into her like a pile driver.
"Ahhhhhh, God, I love it," Vicky sobbed. That quick fuck with Nick had been nothing in comparison to this, she realized. Nick had been in and out, a quick cheap thrill, but Van was like a machine, fucking her to heights she'd never dreamed possible. His cock felt like a molten ramrod inside her, filling her completely and giving her blast after blast of pleasure. It would have killed her to quit now. She sensed she was on the verge of an orgasm like she'd never had before, a climax that would totally blow her away.
"Little sister," Van moaned, "your cunt's so fuckin' nice, so tight and hot."
"Ohhhhh, Van, I love the way your cock feels in me," Vicky whimpered, "you're fucking me so good, honey."
They were both out of control now, literally crazy with excitement, and they fucked at each other like rutting animals, snarling and growling and biting. Vicky's slim hips pistoned to the rhythm of her brother's jack hammering prick, thrusting up greedily, taking his meat as deep as she could get it. There was no other sound but the soft lapping of the water and their harsh breathing and hoarse cries.
Vicky thought for a second what a scandalous sight she'd present to anybody who happened by. The high school English teacher fucking her own brother in broad daylight in a public park – that would set the town on its ears. But she was so frantically horny at this point that she didn't think she could stop even if somebody did drive up. She felt like she had to came or go crazy with frustration.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to me," she babbled. Then suddenly it was happening, and not at all like she'd expected. She'd expected one explosive come, so powerful that she might even faint with it. Instead she began to come, and couldn't stop. She was having a whole firecracker string of orgasms, one after the other.
"Ohhhhh, God, Van, you're making me come so good!" she sobbed. "I can't stop, honey, unnnhhhhh!"
"Good, let's see if we can keep it going," Van panted.
He kept fucking into her in a steady hard rhythm, and she came and came. He realized that she was making up for all those long sexless years in her past, working out lust that had been bottled up since she was a teenager. He'd finally been able to release it for her. She was finally free of all the puritanical bullshit their mother had crammed, into her head.
"Unnnhhhh, Van, unnnggghhh!" she wept.
Van felt her hot little cunt spasming around his jerking cock, squeezing and releasing in a hot hungry rhythm. His balls felt ready to burst, his cock achingly full and swollen. He'd achieved both his goals. He was fucking his beautiful sister, and he'd set her free from all her hang-ups. He'd earned the body-blasting come that ripped through him.
"Sis, take my come!" he yelled. "Yeah, take it all, baby, aaaggghhhhh!"
"Give it to me, Van, cream me!" Vicky wailed.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and kicked them there as he roared and filled her cunt with blast after blast of red-hot jizz. Her string of orgasms blended with his massive climax, and brother and sister writhed and howled together on the blanket. Vicky felt thoroughly fucked, thoroughly relieved of all her pent-up lusts. But it had taken her own brother to do it for her.