Camping with Courtney

Camping with Courtney

I finally came down from my orgasm and was able to talk. "Courtney," I whispered, "that was, without a doubt, the absolute best hand job I've had since I got here today." She chuckled quietly and said, "Is that so? Even better than the ones you've given yourself?" "Yep. All ten of them... well, except for number seven. That one was really good. I was thinking of you at the time." "That's no surprise. I've always known you beat your meat to thoughts of me." We laughed quietly. I pulled my swim trunks up; Courtney put her sweatshirt back on. "Court, we've got all week together. If this is how we start, where are we going to finish? I mean, I have a very active imagination, and I'm imagining some interesting things. I'd love to know what you're thinking right now." Courtney just sat and looked me. "I don't know, Alan. You're the one who mentioned incest before. I hadn't really thought about it, but now it's on my mind. I don't know. Let's just see how the week goes." "That works for me." I stood and pulled my sister up as well. We hugged tightly, our arms wrapped around each other. I leaned back so I could raise her chin up, and I kissed her luscious lips. I didn't use my tongue at all; our kiss was just a pleasant lip-lock lasting for almost half a minute. "I love you, sis." "Love you too, bro." I headed for my tent as Courtney walked to the pop-up, unzipped the 'door' quietly, and disappeared inside for the night. Before she zipped it closed, she peeked out and blew me kiss. I entered my little tent and climbed in my sleeping bag. I replayed the day's events in my mind, and beat my meat to thoughts of my sister, exactly as she had said I did. I woke up early the following morning, and immediately wondered if I'd let things go too far the previous night. I heard Dad outside starting to break camp while Mom whipped up some breakfast. Courtney was almost certainly awake as well. I hoped she was handling it better than I was. I hoped she wasn't disgusted by me. We'd seen each other naked, touched each other's genitals, given each other orgasms, and talked about incest. It was a lot to deal with. Then I heard my sister's laugh. She sounded fine -- not at all like she was stressed out. I slipped into my swim trunks and exited my tent. Mom noticed me first. "Good morning, Alan! Come have some eggs and a cup of coffee. Then we need to talk." I looked at Courtney, and she looked at me. I had a moment of panic. Courtney gave me a little shrug, indicating she didn't know what Mom was thinking. That made me calm down a bit. I figured that if Mom had heard us, she would have, in a sense, taken Courtney's side by talking with her first - and without me around to potentially influence her. I sat at the picnic table and picked up the coffee Mom had ready for me. The camp sites had no electricity, but we had a nice little portable gas stove we used for cooking. We also had an ancient coffee percolator. I hugged the cup with both hands, inhaling the aroma. Mom came over, and I felt the panic start again. "Alan," she said, "you two need to figure out some things. I don't know if you've given this much thought, but you'll need to keep the stove, some cookware, the ice chest, and some other stuff if you're going to stay more than a day or so. Will you have room in your car?" I heaved a sigh of relief. "Yeah, I'm sure I do, but we'll go over what you think I need for the week. I'll make sure I've got room, and if I don't, I'll just leave Courtney here." Mom swatted the top of my head. "You two! Always teasing!" You have no idea. The thought ran through my head, followed by memories of the previous night. I felt my crotch stir, so I focused on my coffee. I didn't need an erection complicating things. After Mom left, Courtney joined me at the picnic table. "What was that all about?" she asked. I looked up at her and saw how beautiful she was, especially in the morning light, without a bit of makeup. She didn't need makeup. Her beauty was one hundred percent natural. She was wearing another bikini; it was similar to the previous night's, but bright blue instead of white. "Well?" she asked. I was taking forever to answer, my mind fully occupied by my sister. "Umm... nothing, really -- just that we'll need to keep some of their camping gear. She wanted to make sure I had room in my car." "That's a relief. I was nervous there for a second." "Me too. Really nervous." We sat in silence for a minute or more, then I asked, "How you doin', Court? Are you okay?" "Me? Yeah, I'm fine." She reached over and put her hand on top of mine, both of us holding my coffee cup. "You?" "I'm fine, too, but damn, that was crazy! I don't regret a second of it, but we can't go any further. You deserve better than your brother." "I couldn't hope for anyone else as terrific as you, Alan. Don't sell yourself short." Then she reverted to her teasing self. "Because you certainly didn't feel short last night!" "Oh, you brat!" I exclaimed as she jumped up and ran to the fire pit, where we chased each other in circles for a bit. Our parents packed up, leaving the essentials we'd need for the next few days. During the packing, I found myself stealing glances at Courtney, and I caught her looking at me a few times. The sexual tension was getting thick, to the point that I was worried Mom or Dad would pick up on it. As it turned out, however, they were too busy to really notice us at all - too busy to even scold us again for failing to act our ages. We waved goodbye as they pulled out of the campsite, and after the pop-up disappeared around a bend, we turned and looked at each other. I put my arms around her and said quietly, "You know what I want to do with you right now?" She grinned at me and said, "Whatever it is, I'm good with it. Whatever you want to do is what I want. Anything." I brought my face down close to hers. She closed her eyes and tilted her head up, ready for me to kiss her. First, I told her exactly what I wanted to do. "I want to eat you." Then I kissed her; our lips parted, and we explored each other's mouths with our tongues. Courtney broke our kiss and asked, "How's your tent this morning? Can I see it?" "Which one? I've got some serious tenting going on right here in my trunks." "I meant the other one, but I'd like to see this one, too! I love a nice, big tent. Too bad we don't have the camper. We'd have more room to play in." "If you're missing the pop-up, I have something else here that you can make pop up! But seriously, there's one thing I want to clear up first. Oral doesn't count as sex, right? I can eat your pussy without it being incest. That's how I see it. Do you agree?" "Bro, I'd agree that the sky is mauve if it would get your tongue in my snatch. Sure, not incest." "All right then! Let's go have some not-incest!" I led my sister to my one-person tent and opened it up for her. It wasn't the smallest single-person tent out there, but it wasn't tall enough to stand up in. We had to get on our hands and knees to get inside. "Welcome to my bachelor pad!" We crawled in and sat on the floor. "Oh my!" she said. "Have you entertained a lot of young ladies here, Studley? Is this where you have non-stop sex with all your college-chick friends?" "Lots of sex, all the time. You should see the bukakke sessions we have in here!" "And the camera crew sets up over there, by the bar?" "Yep! And of all the thousands of girls that have been in here this week, you're my favorite." "Oh, well then, I'm honored." It felt a little like she was stalling, which she probably was. I know I was as nervous as I could be, and I was pretty sure she was, too. I needed to put her at ease. "Court, come here." Although we were kneeling, I was close enough to take her in my arms and hold her. "Relax, baby. There's no pressure here. You don't have to do this if you're having second thoughts." "Actually, I do have one question, Alan. And it's an important question." I looked at her, my mind again careening towards a worst-case scenario. "Did you just call me 'baby?'" I laughed so hard I couldn't breathe. That broke the ice nicely. Courtney was laughing just as hard, but she managed to catch her breath enough to ask, "'Baby?' Really? Why not 'Snookums?'" That got me going again. I flopped down on my sleeping bag, and Coutney laid down next to me, both of us laughing. Once we had control again, we propped ourselves up on one elbow and looked into each other's eyes. I ran my fingers through her blonde hair, caressing her face. She held my hand against her cheek, then turned her head enough to kiss my hand. She laid down on her back and smiled at me. "Alan, would you please take my bikini bottoms off for me?" "I'd love to." I crawled over to her feet and put my hands on the waist band of her bathing suit. "Raise your hips up for me." She did as I requested, and I pulled her bikini off. "My god, Court. Your pussy is beautiful. I loved seeing it last night, but it was only lit by the campfire. This is so much better. Now I can really see it." "Thank you. Would you like to taste it? I'm hoping you'll say yes. Please eat my pussy." I didn't answer; I just scooted my legs out, putting my face between hers. She spread them wide, allowing me to kiss her sweet mound. I used my fingers to spread her inner labia and let her clit peek out from under her hood. It was standing up tall, just begging to be sucked. I ran my tongue along the valley between her lips. I could taste her juices starting to seep out of her quim. I just grazed her clit with my tongue, teasing it. Courtney moaned and put her hands in my hair. I sucked gently on each of her little flaps, then I blew some air directly on her clit. That got a reaction, and she whimpered, "Suck my clit, Alan! Suck my fucking clit!" "My horny little sister! Say please. Say, 'Please, brother, please suck my fucking clit.'" She did me one better when she cried out, "Please, brother, please suck my fucking clit until I cum all over your face!" "Gladly!" I got busy doing exactly that, and tongue-fucking her snatch for good measure. I stuck my tongue into her tunnel as far as I could get it, then wiggled it around. I pulled it out, then wrapped my lips around her button and sucked it. Then I tweaked it with my tongue, flicking it up and down. I went back and forth: tonguing her hole, then sucking her clit. I felt her moving and looked up to see her pulling her top up over her breasts. I reached up with one hand and grabbed a handful of tit, pinching and pulling on her nipple. She removed one hand from my hair and grabbed her other breast. I had my head tilted up enough to see her working on her own nipple, rolling it in her fingers and pulling it up in the air. I loved her tits, and I wanted to suck one of them, as I had last night. I knew her nipples were sensitive, and I was sure I could make her cum just from sucking one. I also didn't want to stop sucking her pussy. It was one of those problems that is good to have: whether to suck her tit or suck her clit. I opted for the status quo, and redoubled my oral efforts on my sister's cunt. I raked my teeth across her firm clit, then pressed it hard with my tongue. I flicked it up and down just as fast as I could, then sealed my mouth around her entire pussy and sucked. I used my tongue like a cock and fucked her hole with it until she was moaning in ecstasy. I kept working her pussy and nipple until I heard her cry, "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! UUUUGGHH! Oh FUCK!" Then she arched her back and let loose a flood of cunt juice as she came. I slurped up as much as I could get, the rest dripping down between her legs to her asshole. After she recovered from her orgasm, she looked at me and said, "Now it's my turn!" I'd been laying on my stomach while I'd munched on her pussy, my hard cock sandwiched between my stomach and my trunks. I got up and pulled off my swimming suit before we switched places. I was laying on my back, my dick sticking up, pointing up toward my chest. My sister held it in her hand and kissed the bulbous tip. She licked all over my glans, leaving it covered with her saliva. Just as I had used my tongue to full effect on her pussy, she used her tongue on my dick. I could feel her trying to wiggle her tongue inside my pee hole, then circling my mushroom head, only to return to where she'd started, trying to get her tongue down inside my cock. She took most of my manhood into her mouth and started bobbing her head. I felt her tongue on the underside of my penis, and it made my cock throb as she slid up and down. Then she did something I didn't know she could do: she took my cock down her throat. The feeling was incredible. I could feel her throat muscles closing around my dick. She pulled back to take breaths, but she kept deep throating me until I couldn't take any more. I wanted to cum in her throat, but I knew I should warn her. "Court, I'm about to cum!" She didn't slow down or pull my cock out of her mouth, but instead began pumping my shaft with her hand. With her other hand, she held my scrotum and massaged my balls. I exploded into my sister's throat. She held me there and swallowed every bit of my semen. My orgasm went on and on, and Courtney kept pumping me while I ejaculated into her. Even after I was finished, she kept sucking and pumping my cock until it started to soften. Then she pulled her head back, still sucking on my mostly-limp penis, until it audibly popped out of her mouth. She collapsed onto her back next to me, and we looked at the tent roof above us. We lay naked next to each other, enjoying some post-orgasmic relaxation. "Did you enjoy whatever-that-was?" she asked. "Because it certainly wasn't incest!" "I sure did! Whatever-that-was was incredible. It sounded like you liked it, too." Courtney rolled over towards me and rested her chin on my chest. "Alan, I've been thinking about it. I want to ask you about incest. Is it really so bad? If we decided to have sex -- if we did -- isn't it just our business?" "That's how some people see it, Court. A week ago I'd have said I would never do that to you." Courtney still had her head on my chest, idly playing with my chest hair. "So you've changed your mind in the past week?" "I think I have -- but it didn't take a week. It took less than one day. From the moment I saw you yesterday in your white bikini, I've wanted you. I thought a simple blowjob would take the edge off, but I want you now more than ever." She smiled and said, "I want you, too." "See, that's the difference. I wouldn't be doing anything to you. We'd be doing it together. For me, that's huge." She swung her leg over my torso and sat on my thighs. My cock was still recovering, and it was laying on my stomach, only partially hard. She grabbed my dick and started slowly tugging it. "Doing it together, huh? What if I just ride your cock for a while? Is that 'together?'" "I think it counts, as long as we cum together." I looked up at my beautiful sister, her hands stroking my shaft, making it rise up again. "Are you sure you want to do this, Snookums?" She laughed, but didn't stop stroking me. "I'm sure, Studley!" I was rock hard again, ready to roll. Courtney was still giggling when she raised up, moved forward, and placed the tip of my penis at her entrance. She held my shaft as she lowered herself on it, taking as much of my cock as possible. "Courtney! Oh, fuck! You feel awesome!" Her pussy was already well lubricated, but surprisingly and pleasantly snug. I had no problem getting deep into her canal, but her walls tugged on my shaft, and I could feel the tightness all the way up to my cock head. Courtney moaned as I entered her. She cupped her breasts, one in each hand, and pushed them together while she pinched her nipples. She started pistoning on my cock -- just slowly raising up, then sitting down again. The slow massage of my penis was one of the best sensations I could imagine. I held her hips as she rode me, watching my cock disappear inside her. I reached forward and found her clit with my thumb. It wasn't difficult to find; it was hard and sticking out from her hood. I gently massaged the entire area, letting her up-and-down motion assist in my efforts. I only lightly grazed her clit at first, teasing her little sex button. With each bounce, I felt myself getting closer and closer to shooting my load into her. Courtney's eyes rolled back in her head as my thumb continued to tease her clit. She started panting, and I could see sweat starting to form on her forehead. I increased the pressure on her clit, wanting to make her cum. "Oh god, Alan!" she moaned. "That feels so good!" Her hips bucked wildly, as if they had a mind of their own. I could feel her walls starting to tremble, and I felt her tightness grip my shaft harder than before. I knew she was about to cum, and I wanted to feel every single spasm around my dick. I grabbed her by her hips and thrust upwards, meeting her downward motion in perfect harmony. The sensation was overwhelming, and I knew it wouldn't be long before I would join her in ecstasy. I picked up my speed, fucking her harder and faster, and I felt her pussy tighten even more around me. With a sharp cry, Courtney climaxed in a fit of passion, her entire body shaking uncontrollably. "Oh fuck, Alan!" she cried out, her voice high and breathy. "Oh my god, I'm cumming!" I couldn't hold back any longer -- not with my sister's twat clenched around my cock. Biting down on my lip, I thrust upward with her clit pulsing beneath my thumb. The thought of watching my sister orgasm on my cock was too much to take, and it pushed me over the edge. I shot my load deep inside her, filling her with my seed as I ejaculated into her. I felt our combined fluids seeping out around my erect member. We stayed like that for a moment, panting heavily and gasping for breath. Courtney's eyes locked with mine as we both came down from our sexual high. Eventually I was able to speak. "Court, I may be mistaken, but I'm fairly sure that qualifies as incest. And I'm glad." She slowly raised up off my cock, letting our mess drip out into my pubic hair. Then she flopped down onto her back, her arms over her head. "I'm glad, too." She turned her head to look at me. "Alan, I love you -- not just like my brother, but I love you like my boyfriend. Is that okay with you?" I scooted over to her, got up on my elbows, and kissed her. "It's more than okay. I was hoping you'd feel that way." We locked lips in a sensuous kiss -- one that sealed us as more than siblings. We were lovers. Not only that, but we were lovers who'd just lucked into a week-long vacation where we didn't have to hide or pretend. We spent a lot of that week in our own small tent, exploring each other and learning about each other in ways we'd never imagined. After dark, we went skinny dipping in the lake, amused that we were naked and in a public place, although no one could see that we'd ditched our suits. We talked about the next semester at school, and how we could make it a memorable year. I'd been living in the dorms, so we agreed that we needed to convince our parents of two things: that it would be best for me to get an apartment, and that Courtney could live there, too. In truth, it probably would save money. Our parents would almost certainly agree to it. We just wouldn't tell them we'd be sharing a bed. That was okay by me. I was learning a lot about my baby sister — things I never would have guessed. For starters, I learned that Courtney had a few kinks, including exhibitionism... oh, and also that other thing. What was it again? Right, right: fucking her brother. Who was I to judge, though? My own reservations about incest had crumbled after a little bit more teasing than usual and a single sincere invitation.