Nick Eastwood - Horny naughty sister

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.