What Occurs at the Lake... Part 3
This is the third chapter of a fictionalized account of events that took place at a family's campsite. All sex is between individuals aged 18 or older. Any locations and names have been altered. If you like this tale, please rate or leave a remark. Your constructive critique is what aids me in improving.
My sister and I did not engage in sexual activities the first night. After our solo sex sessions and oral encounters, we cuddled together in her tent, naked beneath the sheets, and slept peacefully under the breeze and the rhythm of the waves colliding with the shore. The subsequent day, when our alarms went off, we made our way down to the shore, completely naked, and cleansed ourselves in the lake. We dressed and had some toast before leaving for our individual part-time occupations.
When we returned to the lake that evening, our mother arrived, which hindered our plans. Although she could be relaxed occasionally, she was still a fairly traditional person, and we were aware that our activities would stun her. Although it was discouraging to us (both of us), it was not exceptional; our parents preferred to begin the weekends early, so on some occasions, Mother would come on Thursdays, and Father would arrive on Fridays after completing his work responsibilities.
The ensuing weekend, however, was typical: fishing in the mornings, roaming the campsite or the beach in the afternoons, water-skiing in the late afternoons, capturing more fish before the sun set, and then socializing around our campfire or that of our neighbors while enjoying a few drinks. It was a wonderful time spent by all except for the lack of private time for us.
However, what we did learn was that our cousins would visit us at the lake in a couple of weeks. We were thrilled about this but also had some apprehensions; our family had undergone numerous changes, and while we still shared pleasant interactions when gathered, this time around felt a little different. Nevertheless, our overall expectations were optimistic, and we eagerly awaited the arrival of our visitors in the coming days.
Before long, the weekend came to a close, and Sunday night, following a light supper, our parents departed for a couple of days. Not long after their departure, my sister asked,
"Can you lend a hand in my tent? There's something I can't quite manage by myself..."
Smiling, I imagined what she had in mind, and headed towards her tent. As soon as I entered, she was already naked beneath her t-shirt and bathing suit, which were in a small pile on the side. She gave me a pout and begged,
"My pussy hurts so much, please make it better for me with a kiss." She gave me her best pleading facial expression before bursting into laughter as she removed my shirt and threw herself on the floor.
I was eagerly diving between her legs, desperate to be feasting on her pussy. I began exploring her with my tongue and felt her getting wetter by the second. I penetrated her with my left index finger while my tongue sought out her clit.
She let out a sigh of delight as I continued my exploration, asking me to add a second finger, which I did as I alternated licking with her clit. Her wetness increased, and I did my utmost to lick up all the fluids she secreted. Her hips began to sway, and I increased the pace of my fingers entering and exiting her. I stopped licking her clit for the most part, my tongue alternating between licking her and teasing her clitoris. Her moans amplified and she held her hips still to prevent me from moving away as she ground against my face. She twitched as her orgasm overtook her, and I battled against her grip slightly so I could breathe while she ground against my face.
When her orgasm subsided, she lessened her grip on my head, and I pulled back to take some breaths.
"Oh my gosh, that was fantastic! Thank you so much! I had been dying for it all weekend, but..." She shrugged, and I was about to respond when a voice demanded, "Stacey? Davey? Are you still here?" It was Karl, one of Dad's friends.
I called back, "Yes, we're here! Please give me a second: I had to eliminate a spider from Stacey's tent for her." I used her beach towel to wipe my face, and hastily put my t-shirt back on, crossing my fingers that my erection would not be apparent, as I went to greet our guest.
"Hey, Karl! What's up? Would you like a beer or something to drink?" I offered, committing to the code of hospitality we all followed.
"Nah, I'm fine. I just popped by to check if your dad was still around. I had something I needed to talk to him about, but it can hold till later. I just heard a noise as I walked over, so wanted to make sure everything was okay."
I smirked, bringing up the fiction of a spider. "You possibly heard Stacey scream about the spider. This thing was huge."
Stacey chimed in, picking up the story. "Oh yeah, this beast was massive. I was about to change out of my swimsuit when I noticed this huge black creature in front of me. It scared me a bit. But when he killed it, he squished it."
Karl grimaced. "I hate those things! They're bad enough when they invade our camper. Thinking about sleeping in a tent, you're just inviting them to crawl all over you."
We shared a few words about our mutual loathing for spiders, then Karl left to return home as well. Once he was gone, Stacey and I sat closer to the fire, chatting softly as the light began to dim. Stacey turned to me and said,
"Alright, Little Brother, pray tell. Time for you to call it a night. I'll let you sleep with me tonight, to shield you from spiders and animals that could roam around here." She made sure the fire was stable in the pit, then gently took my arm to lead me back to her tent. Once inside, we both knelt and faced each other and she leaned in for a lengthy, passionate kiss. As the kiss continued, I fondled her back, while her fingers pulled down my shorts.
I caressed her breasts through her shirt and outlined her nipples, but she gently pushed my hands away. After a moment, she broke the kiss and ran her tongue across my Adam's apple, down my chest. She then worked her magic on my nipples, causing me to gasp. The sensations continued down my body, with her moving her tongue over my stomach and groin area.
Navigating down my thighs, she knelt in between my legs and licked my right one. Then, leaning over me, she kissed her way down my left, and repeated this process, licking up then down my left leg again, before gently touching my scrotum with her tongue. Anxious and overwhelmed, I held my breath as she moved closer to my shaft and began licking me off. After several tantalizing moments, she finally gathered my foreskin in her mouth and took my penis in, deeply and wetly. I nearly lost consciousness from the pleasure.
I regained my composure, and enjoyed the warm, wet presence of her mouth on me. I reached for her shirt, pulled it off after a few attempts, and relaxed as I saw her own shorts had been taken off. Her slender body glistened in the dying sunlight, a vision of feminine perfection before me. "I want you inside me." Steaming intensity reflected in her eyes, she locked onto mine. I nodded, unsettled, as I felt her hands press on my chest and guided me back into the sleeping bag. She swivelled one leg over me and then lifted herself up, still supporting my erection.
She swiped her hand away from my shirt and guided my rigid member into her. The feeling was beyond intense, as she lowered herself, relishing the connection. It seemed dreamlike - it couldn't be real. My dear, older sister, who many of my friends had longed for in their fantasies. But I was the lucky one to fulfil my wildest, most forbidden desire.
Me: Stace, I'm not...
I'm findin' it tough to voice out my thoughts clearly.
"I'm not gonna last," I mumble, feeling the momentum buildin' at the base of my balls. My hips start movin' involuntarily, tellin' me I'm closin' in on the big finale.
Tried thinkin' of my old math teachers that never fascinated me or seemed attractive, but my brain twisted it all to make them delicious, lickin' their lips or shakin' their juicy rear ends.
I attempted times tables but as soon as I started, I opened my eyes and saw my sis bouncin', ridin' me to her peak, and I lost all focus.
"I'm...aaaa..." Cum started to rise up and stream out into my sis' body. When she felt my first involuntary gush, she flexed her muscles down there and then gave a huge shudder of her own orgasm.
I fancied myself enterin' her forever, but ultimately, it did reach an end, although she kept the aftershock goin' for a bit after mine.
I may've fainted for a second, yet I'm unsure.
Yet, we both calmed down eventually, catchin' our breath.
She touched my lips gently after, whisperin' "Thank you" in a soft, subtle voice, almost like a wallflower.
I giggled softly, "Thank me? Thank you!"
"It was.....sensational."
We froze in each other's arms, enjoyin' the afterglow, feelin' wrapped up in one another.
Then a sudden thought hit me.
"Hey, um...I...came in y...you." visions of me causin' a pregnancy flooded my head.
"No problem." She shifted, reflectin' on me. "I wanna get pregnant." 'Sleek' was etched on her face. "But there's more to worry about, ain't there, Little Bro?"
"Uhm... protec..."
She smiled at my hesitation, the last glimmers of light reflected on her face.
"I'm on birth control pills. We're safe. Un'less there's s'thin' else worryin' you?"
I was a bit caught off guard and could only nod my head.
"Then it's all good. It's time to hit the sack. I've got plans for you this week."
I'm wonderin', wonderin' what she had in mind for this week...
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- Step-Mother's Spectrum of Intimacy, Sequel 2
- I Recently Had to Sleep with Dad
- Post-Graduation Celebration: Chapter 1
- Sharing Sarah Pt. 02
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