Welcome to a new story, to a new adventure, of two brothers who love nature, camping, and for the first time, they're going on vacation alone, discovering more than one secret along the way and unleashing a tension accumulated over years.
A recommendation, I like explaining things well, context, characters, everything to make the story believable. If it gets too long and you're anxious, go to the end but I recommend that you be patient and get into character:
The girl who inspired me for this story, in fact, the inspiration came from one of her videos, is the adult film actress Blake BlossomSome of which I'm leaving some images as an illustration. I hope you enjoy them!
Introduction We're going on a trip!
When I didn't know it was the coronavirus and the country's situation was better, you could travel, you could hug, you could go out, and you could enjoy yourself, I had the best vacations of my life, in a not too distant winter, always present in my memory. I'm from a middle-class nuclear family of four, my parents and my younger sister who is 18 years old than me. The only thing that worried us was passing our grade and going on vacation, nothing more. Those were simpler times that didn't take long to become complex, very complex in my relationship with my sister.
From kids, I don't remember exactly when, we would go to the beach together. We visited several along the Argentine coast, but we became fans of camping and it was a passion for all of us, we changed the beach for the forest and mountain.
Camping Casilla Rodante Rural in San Marcos, La Encantada in Ushuaia, La Sacha Sin Fin in Merlo, Camping Malen in the Bolsón, Costa Silvestre in Aguas Verdes, and the list went on like 5 more. It was almost a tradition not to repeat them.
Unlike other nuclear families I knew, we were very, very united and enjoyed being together during vacations. With my sister, it was a special case, almost like twins, she was only two years and some months younger than me. I couldn't conceive of a life without her, and she without me, so much so that on her 18th birthday, she received a very particular gift from which I was made part:
- Have you thought about who you're going to camp with? - My mom asked when the guests left my sister's birthday party and were drying the dishes that dad dried. She smiled giving to understand that the answer was obvious.
I was in my room, changing for bed. It was late, it had been an interesting birthday, very interesting, where I could look at my sister's friends' outfits, adjusted, and they also looked at me quite a bit, which surprised me and boosted my self-esteem.
Alone in my room, I took off my sweater and admired my body in the mirror, I wasn't the great thing still, but I was going down a good path. I put on my earphones to listen to music when before playing it, my sister Noelia entered surprising me. She always entered as we say here Like a ghost through his houseShe sat on my bed without caring that I was in boxers and smiled at me in an uncomfortable way. In fact, she didn't change my position from back to Calvin KleinWith her knee lifted.
- Jimena has an allergy to pollen, bees and I don't know what else and doesn't want to come with me, neither did I ask Male because it's not his thing to be in the middle of nowhere...
- And Lucre? And Belén?- I worried, since as a show of independence, she could go camping accompanied by a friend, a shared gift from my parents. However, it was dangerous for her to go alone.NahDon't ask them, they're on another wavelength, if there's no pool table and beer involved, they don't care. I thought of another companion who won't let me down. Someone with experience in setting up tents, making fires, walking...
I smiled, already knowing who it referred to.
- Are you going out with that Rodrigo?
- Yes, I don't know him well but he's the right one, he has outdoor experience.- Mentioning with humor- He's a bit of an idiot, doesn't stop staring at my friends and gets embarrassed by jokes but he's the best there is...
- A bit of an idiot?
- He likes several girls besides, and if I travel with him they'll envy me for the rest of my life...
- Bold, with just 18 and already thinking about traveling with guys.- Starting our classic games, I pulled on his shirt making it fall over me and let myself be dominated by my pinches and squeezes between screams and laughter.
Don't think that just because you're older you'll get out of this...AhhhNo, harassment, harassment! Not one less! – She falsely complained. My hands were squeezing her sides, legs, and she was barely offering resistance, even when I sent my hand under the sweater and it stayed that way, although I got some elbow room with her turns around me. I didn't usually wear a bra at home, despite being able to fill them out very well. She wasn't lagging behind and was pinching my legs, pectorals, and booty.
Our mother, Guadalupe, a 39-year-old travel agent with short red hair, opened the door finding me in boxer shorts, lying down, and my sister wrapped around my hands and I in her hair. One of her hands was stuck in my boxer shorts squeezing my butt.
- It's time to sleep, and don't stay up late with that thing on, you'll go deaf.
- I know, mom, and its name is mp4, it's been a while since I only listen to it, I'm missing a couple of tracks from Judas' latest album.
- You like this music, I don't know how you can listen to it so much and be so calm - Noelia intervened, adjusting her sweater and hair.- See you tomorrow, little brother.- And she slapped my bare leg.
- Little brother? I'm the older one, bold girl...- I said, throwing a pillow at her before leaving my room- Guadalupe looked delighted. She was a very traditional woman who loved all that 'role' stuffIngalls FamilyThat came out so natural for us. - Are you going with your sister, no? I want to stay calm, there are many days. - Yes, ma, stay calm, I'll accompany her too.- Defined in the moment, delighted to be Noah's companion on his first camp.AloneYou're the sun, we'll stay calm if you go, until tomorrow Rodrigo, and next time I don't want to find you boxing with your sister like that, she's 18 already... Guada closed the door leaving me alone in my world with my music, my heavy metal posters watching me with disapproval and accompanied by a surprise erection. It was at that moment, in that instant, that I realized I couldn't make more tickles on my sister without suffering the consequences. Although maybe, turning off the light and bringing my hand to my member, I could get some benefit out of that unexpected reaction.
Camping 'The Secret'
In the car, a autumnal drizzle was pattering against the windshield. My old Facundo was driving us along the route to our destination, just a few days after my birthday, with the aim of making the most of our winter vacation. Noelia had chosen El Secreto camping site, a place we knew more by word of mouth from other campers than through internet sites, in fact, it was almost a legendary spot only known to the most avid explorers.
I was dozing off behind while listening to music, Rob Halford, Judas Priest's singer, sangPrisoner of Your Eyesprisoner of her eyes, a romantic theme that accompanied me while I watched my sister sleep against the window. She was short, with golden lacquered hair, and curves that had rebounded in recent years, a porcelain doll with clear eyes. I used to call her little Scarlett, due to her resemblance to the actress and low stature, in fact, I still used it for a strength routine, letting her hang from my flexed arm.
She wore a thick gym pant, above a matching sweater and a woolen hat that covered her blonde head. This served as a pillow and made her more stubborn than she was.
Now, at 18 years old, I saw her with brotherly eyes and something more... for the first time I observed her and thought that a man could be very happy with her, of course, if he went through my corpse in the woods. She hadn't had boyfriends and I was more careful than my old man. Those things weren't analyzed or understood, they were in our genes.
We arrived at the mythical campsite in the middle of the Neuquino forest on a wooded and steep hill. The Secreto, was a rustic, almost wild place that seemed abandoned, ideal for filming a Jason movie, with a large camping area for tents and cars that was a delight, these could be placed more than 60 meters apart from each other. The hostel, reception, bathrooms, and cabin zone, for those who wanted a less natural experience, were down the hill, quite far away. It was an ideal place to simulate being in the middle of nowhere but with the security of having a bathroom and roof for whoever wanted to use it.
Our parents stayed until past noon and ate with us, took care of the important details like payment, helped us choose a campsite and set up the tents, filling us with useful advice and precautions before leaving, leaving us alone.
Alone, in the middle of the forest, we breathed the fresh air with a pine and araucaria perfume, the sun peeking through the clouds, in The end, nature that we loved so much.
Nocturnal games
I already know why you're reading this story, I also know that it's the right place to share it, so I'll fast-forward to the part where something worth telling happened. I'll just say that before that there were wilderness walks, forest exploration, visits to the nearest town: Plottier, and nights plagued by strange sounds and mornings that woke us up with bird songs and the first rays of sunlight. We had a lot of fun discovering the place and walking in each cardinal direction.
We were walking towards the camping when my sister asked me to accompany her, getting off the path with some urgency.
I have to pee, I won't make it to the bathroom.
Women, they go from not wanting to to peeing without medium term.
And if so, we're like that, serve something and take the paper.
Once she found a tree, she sat down at its base without even waiting for me to turn back or leave. Did I say we were close? If it had been perverted, I would have just bent my head to see more than I should.
In the silence of the forest, I started listening to the stream hitting the ground as it fell, feeling very uncomfortable. Suddenly, like receiving divine help, a thunderclap was heard in the distance, allowing me to break the ice.
Were you Noah? That's disgusting.
Ha-ha, that's funny, paper...
She stretched out to reach the paper and almost fell into the puddle.- Come closer, don't be afraid, I haven't seen anything you haven't seen in Playboy.
Or did you review my closet again?
When I finished cleaning up and settling down (I decided to look away for education's sake, not because she asked me to) the thunderstorms resumed their roar and the soft murmuring of the first drops hitting the tree tops was felt.
Hurry up, it's leaving, come on, come on.- Stretching her arm. Already, the first heavy drops were pounding us. The storm's murmur grew like the introduction to a fade-in theme.
We arrived at El Secreto and I diverted her from the administration to the tents. There we protected ourselves from the cold rainstorm. My tent was larger, so we spent the storm there together, almost unable to hear each other due to the drumming of the water against the tent, shielded by an extra blanket.
I felt like they were kicking me and had to take out my earplugs. Noe was asking for my attention. She was standing in front of me, wrapped in a sleeping bag, playing with her phone while eating potato chips. We had provisions to get through the storm, but we forgot some magazine or entertainment.
My cell is dying, and something tells me your player is too.
Yes, I don't have many minutes of music left, besides they say it's going to rain all night.
Let's play something, or I'll die. She demanded with an expression of annoyance.
What? With this rain we can't even make a fire.
True consequence. She said with a little blush on her pale cheeks and a spark in her eyes.
You don't look like you're 18, it's like that was five years ago.
Do you have a better idea? She said with much reason. Nature had these things, it either hugged or let go of us. In those moments, all we were left with was the drumming of the rain and nothing to do, unable to walk, explore the town, nothing.
Okay, I'll start.
I choose truth. Noe didn't remember when she last played, she thinks it was at 13, at the parties for teenagers that used to be called assaultsCould be answered two questions but the third one came with a challenge, yes or yes.
- First time?
- First time what? When did I get it for the first time, or where did I get it from, or who got it with me? You can just ask one specific question, sneaky.MmmWhen was your first time?- The flirtatious girl rephrased it. Noe had always been spicy, one of those fun girls who didn't get impressed or intimidated easily. I, on the other hand, was more like the calm and wise one in the family, seemed shy and cowardly because I was more rational but wasn't. I liked using few and precise words.
- It was when I turned 18 and went camping with Damián.- That comment alone could lead to a misunderstanding, so I clarified before he replied.- We paid a woman and put her in the campsite illegally, spent some time with me and then with him.
- A slut? What's...- She said with a hint of disappointment.- You're paying for a cutie, it's kind of pathetic, little brother.
- Already answered. Now it's my turn.- Ignoring her appreciation. I was about to ask if it was true or consequence and she anticipated me. She chose truth.- Are you a virgin?
Noe blushed, looked aside, making those blue eyes dance, and finally nodded with an angelic smile.
- How was that prostitute? The one from your first time.- I formulated the question, without doubts, she was interested in that clandestine episode I had at 18 years old, in the same situation as she was now: camping, with chosen company, just after turning of age.
- You didn't ask if I wanted truth or consequence, but I'll answer that it was above all face. A bomb, blonde, with clear eyes, between 25 and 30 years old, operated breasts. Tremendous. We paid for her between the two and it was worth it. We hired her again a few... well, you understand.
- Like the ones in your magazines.- She observed.- You like blondes, I see.
- Yes, full, I love them, besides she looked a bit like Evangelina Anderson.- I said, wondering if she felt triggered.- Already answered, now it's my turn.
She looked me up and down, making her blush. That accompanied by admitting that I liked blondes, must have planted a seed of confusion In her. Devils, she was so good, it was a shame she was my sister, I thought, but since that was the game's rule, I decided to ask her something bold. I asked her what her fantasy was skillfully and without beating around the bush.
- Oh no, complicated, who sent me to play this...mmmLet me think for a moment. - Don't lie to me, it's not like you're my brother, come on. - It's just that if I had to choose... it would be doing it outdoors, it gives me a special warmth when they can discover me, do you understand... it's so rare for me to tell you this, brother haha. - Interesting, very interesting.- I Admitted- It seems we have a connection with these places. I had my debut in a tent and you might one day do it at a place like this. We like nature, it shows. - Yes, that's true, we're alike in that.- Looking her straight in the eye.- After two questions comes the consequence. Before I could admit anything, the thunder drowned us out. The rain didn't let up and the pounding made us have to raise our voices. Before I could yell, I had a better idea. I stood up and sat down next to her, wrapping my arm around her, a tender gesture that wasn't rare for me. I don't know if it was the romantic rain, the conversation topics or a sense of siblinghood, but I wrapped her in a medium hug and my mind was wrapped in unusual thoughts. - I want to stay in your tent, that's the consequence.- She said in my ear. - It's not very serious, on the contrary, sister, it's a pleasure.- And kissed her forehead while squeezing her in my hug. - I love you, brother, I hope this storm of crap passes quickly.I don't, I hope it rains until tomorrowI thought without saying it. At this point it was undeniable. My sister was too blonde, too beautiful, too good, I had noticed for a long time that she was the personification of the perfect woman for me, and being my sister, she was a curse.
I felt impure, indecent for thinking about her in such a way, but if I had even the slightest chance, the smallest desire to be something more than just her brother for a moment, I would take it. That night, under almost romantic rain, sheltered by our bodies and the same tent, I decided to have an adventure with that beautiful blonde who, coincidentally, was my sister.
Nocturnal Confessions
There were no lights anywhere anymore. We were alone in the tent, under the rain. We kept playing, answering questions, getting to know sides of ourselves that we wouldn't have known otherwise. Both she and I let go and answered any question.
I was surprised that my holy sister didn't fall asleep without masturbating once or twice first. As for me, I revealed that the most uncomfortable moment I had was five years ago, when I woke up around 4 am and heard our parents still living their adventures in the continuous tent.No!Come on, what a bother! Did it get loud?
- Too much. I'd say they were doing a 69, their mouths in action, very busy.
- Oh no! What a bunch of nonsense! – She exclaimed. – I don't want to imagine this.
- Don't you think they never come? In fact, we have a brother in nine months, think about leaving them alone at home, they're going to throw a big party.- This provoked her scandalized laughter.
- You're crazy! I didn't think you'd be so bold, brother.- Mentioning, increasing the sexual tension that threatened to burst the tent.
- If only you knew what I'm thinking, you'd run away.- I said to myself.
- It's already night, I don't know if we should sleep or keep playing.
- You owe me several consequences, you're not going anywhere without paying me back.- Instead, every time she asked, I had fulfilled them. Once she asked to see my phone gallery (I'm not sure what she was expecting to find) and after unlocking it, I showed her. More than some memes and photos that my friends passed around, she didn't find anything worth looking at and got bored flipping through them. Another time was eating the salty crackers I had saved for dessert, she was greedy but I don't know where she put them.
- As long as you don't make me go out in the rain, I think I'll do anything, just today it had to pour.- She looked at my phone, which had minimal brightness to save power, indicating 10 o'clock, it was early to sleep but what else could be done? The little devil fluttering beside me whispered ideas for killing time.
- On the contrary, I don't want you to catch a cold, so I have an idea.
- What are you referring to?- She asked without being able to contain her curiosity.
- Let's share a sleeping bag...- And opened my zipper like an invitation.- Like in old times.
- Although it seems tender, we don't have the bodies of old times.- She expressed, illustrating her point by squeezing her breasts.- When was the last time? Four years ago?
- Let's try, we'll be warm, that's for sure.
- Although not There were lights, the floor announced its steps. If it was raining, although the store had a rubber Eva floor and a special tarpaulin, it didn't guarantee it wouldn't get wet. Noe left her bag and lay down on mine, which was open with the zipper. Well stuck to me, I kept closing the zipper wrapping our legs.
- We're in good, but stick closer so I can close it.
- Are you going to close it all? Asked as she climbed up on top of me, feeling her hair fall against my face and all her humanity over me. Although I couldn't see her expression because it was dark, her voice sounded nervous.
- We'll be fine, sister, if it gets too hot, but since it's thermal we'll be okay. Snuggle in like that so you don't get caught with the zipper.
I slowly lifted the zipper up and when it reached the height of her booty, I put my hand on it and pressed it down a bit for the zipper to pass. I felt her soft rear end in my hand, generous in size, and Noe shuddered. We were hip to hip.
- Rodri... you're going crazy. This seems like an excuse to touch my tiny ass.- She whispered without moving an inch while my hand stayed there, palpating one of her cheeks.
- Are you telling me I'm a pervert? Obviously I am.- And I finished lifting it up to the middle of her back. – You don't have any idea...
- You would've made it easy and asked for it in consequence.
– I'd rather spend my benefit on something else. Besides, I don't think you're very bothered about this.
- It seems strange - Noe laughed nervously.- But I don't know, it's fun that I asked you to accompany me for my safety and you're desecrating me worse than anyone. I feel like I'm in Slept with the enemyYou complain, you complain and you complain but still you're with me, hugging me, without resistance.- I observed saying it in his ear, inhaling to feel his perfume.- And there's nothing wrong with it, there are worse things in the world than what two people do in their intimacy…
- Well, it seems like you had this speech rehearsed a long time ago. It doesn't surprise me- He said at the end.- The times I found your Playboy magazines in your room I was looking for something that I'm sure you have too.
- We're talking about Playboy again, it's traumatising you.
- I'm missing my underwear every now and then, I'm sure it was you, pervert.- She confessed, catching me completely off guard.- It can't be that I lose them so often, I'm not a cheap slut.
- You discovered me. But don't exaggerate, I only have three.
- Admittedly, causing him to give me fake angry blows and shake in the sleeping bag with an uncomfortable laugh.
- How disgusting, Rodrigo! I loved you so much and you're a Santiagueño!
I confessed that a few years ago, when I was going to take a bath, I removed the dirty laundry from the shower and there I heard the siren's song. A small pink underwear on top of the dirty clothes, notably used, waiting for it to be put in the washing machine. Instead, I stole it to give it a different destination using it countless times for my fantasies.
- It was curiosity, I wanted to stimulate myself thinking about other women, make believe I was in contact with one, not think about you... at least initially.
- I knew! What a pervert, underwear thief! - She screamed in my ear, punching my chest - And you got the confession out of me without even playing, you're terrible Rodrigo.
- I repeat, it's to get myself excited imagining other girls, I would return them but they aren't like you left them, I let myself be carried away too much and had to throw them away.
There was a moment of silence. Without realizing it, the rain was turning into a drizzle, the aftermath of the storm. Noelia's laughter subsided and I felt her breathing against my mouth. She went back to settling on top of me and my hands wrapped around her. I touched her hip with my skin, thinking that finally something more interesting than just words was going to happen. Almost instinctively my mouth prepared for a kiss that didn't come.
- I got like this so you'd go back up the zipper, with the movement it went down.
- obediently, pausing confessions and fondling, I almost reached her neck. We lay together, preparing to sleep, but Noe seemed more interested in talking, which was good, I didn't want to sleep either.
- My head is going to hurt from all the information I had today. It feels like I entered a gruesome crime scene.
- Well, you wanted me to come alone with you and play this game on a day like today, there's nothing left but getting to know each other. You can't complain, everything was normal until today, what you discovered is because you started digging around in the laundry basket.
- I didn't expect to learn such turbid things about you, although at least I wasn't bored. - She conceded, consuming the minutes almost until half past eleven. Between chatting and chatting, time had flown by and it was the interesting moment of closing my eyes and sleeping in that interesting situation.
- Then, I thought you were thinking of other girls at first, then you were thinking of me at the end. - She discovered, taking up the topic that for her was still unresolved. I had photographic memory for those conversation topics. I had hoped she hadn't noticed my slip-up.
- So much talk we had, I bet you just wanted to know that.
- And what do you want? It's ridiculous what you did, I want to know why. You're always so good to me, a perfect brother and now I start to believe you were being gentle to get me into bed.
- You don't need to take me to bed, you came here on your own today. - I retorted, before she could start getting angry, and continued.- I'll never stop treating you the way I treat you because I love you so much, Noe, but neither I'm going to deny that you seem too beautiful and it's getting harder for me to see you just like a sister ¿Did you want to hear that? You can end up with any guy and I'm afraid you'll fall for an undignified person who won't respect you, use you, mistreat you. I'm a brother, take care, you know it and now you also know that I have unhealthy ideas, like a dog guarding the most delicious and juiciest roast ever made.
- Interesting, this tent is like a confessional, I see. It's going to cost me to see you as before after this.
- You're going to treat me the same way always, don't change your behavior with me just because it's a masturbator or smells your underwear.- That reminder made her laugh, and between laughter and laughter, one of her arms wrapped around me.
- Capable I spoke too much, I know, it's that you're the only one to whom I can confess everything and I'm happy to be camping with you and this rain, and being so close...
- Yes, it's romantic, I admit.- He said, feeling like he was getting closer. His leg wrapped around me and our hips faced each other. It was impossible not to notice that the situation had prepared me for war down there – I didn't expect a night like this with you brother but either way, I could take advantage of it.- She revealed, giving my heart a flip. There were two ways to take my confessions, scandalize and build a wall of coldness between us to maintain distance, or take advantage of it. I had hopes that the second would occur.
- Get closer, brother, since you seem so lovely and treat me so well I'm going to give you a gift.
- My heart derailed and rolled like itself at 250 km/h on a frozen curve.
- Until tomorrow, Rodri.- She bid farewell, kissing me on the mouth.
- Our lips stayed together for a few seconds until I initiated the classic enveloping movement of kisses, slowly, with pure affection. I wrapped my mouth around hers while the hug became evident. She was wrapping her leg around me too, rubbing against me. My hand took hold of her face and caressed her hair While the kiss accelerated.
Noe didn't back off, didn't show any displeasure, only enjoyment. Our lips alternated peaks and sucks until I tried my luck and attacked with my lips and tongue successfully, hers welcomed me and for the first time in a moment that I'll treasure as the pervert that I am, we gave each other an intense, pleasant, fiery tongue kiss.
I got drunk on the taste of her mouth, her breathing against me, her caresses on my hair, back. For several seconds, my tongue inhabited her mouth without realizing I had an uncontrollable erection below, which she rubbed against. It almost seemed like a competition to see who would give in first, and of course it wasn't going to be me. I was going to kiss that mouth as long as she let me, whether 5 minutes, 20, or until dawn.
-Mmmbrother, you're putting feeling into this. - He expressed in a gasp, leaving his mouth to kiss her neck with devotion. - This is wrong, if mom and dad knew we'd kill them.
- It's wrong but it feels too good for me.- I admitted - Would you tell Mom and Dad about this?
- No, keep going, keep going.- And taking my neck again found my mouth. My inhibitions were always few, but in that moment they became null. I passed my hand under his sweater and caressed his back, his ass over the pants, while our tongues curled up and we sucked each other until we felt saliva dripping from the corners.
- I love the taste of your mouth, sister.- I whispered while rubbing against my body more and more.- What if I suck you off to put you to sleep?
-MmmI don't know, I think it would be too much.
- If you don't like it, I can stop, turn around little sister, or you won't get a wink of sleep.
Noelia relented and turned over in the sleeping bag. I leaned against her on the classic spoon position, with my right arm making a pillow for her and my left arm free to her caresses. From above, I stroked her body through her clothes, feeling the softness of her breasts. Not long after, from her stomach, I slipped my hand under her shirt and felt her skin, the softness of her white skin and generous breasts that felt hot in my hands. They had ripened like fruit over those last years and even seemed more fleshy than they appeared.
Noe started to moan as my hand descended and she turned around to let herself be enveloped by my two arms, one under her shirt, massaging her breasts and the other squeezing her stomach, going down, down, until I reached her vagina without any escalations, not touching a single beautiful thing. I knew it should have had a delicate little thing, but it was so smooth and clean that it seemed nothing had ever grown there.Ohh, ahahRodri... Let myself be carried away with my stimulating embrace. - My fingertips entered into action as much in her breasts, caressing her nipples and her pubic area, rubbing it deeply, exploring her sex that I had imagined for so long, until the temperature rose and I thought she was melting in my hands. Every time I rubbed from top to bottom, I felt her more ardent, more humid, her legs trying to open up until I felt like her pajamas were tearing a little, with my hand covering her vulva, positioning two fingers at her entrance and putting them in, causing her to twist around my arms like a caught prey. The sensation of pleasure made her so crazy that she didn't seem to notice me licking her mouth and face, nor did she notice when I invaded her mouth again. Her moans and the splashing of my hand were louder than the drops of water falling from the trees in the forest. My hand was completely soaked with her juices and I still didn't stop putting my fingers in. I kept going and going without caring about anything until I felt a new oily flow soaking my hand and my sister's agitated breathing calming down, satisfied, like an engine turning off just before it would stall. I pulled my hand out of my sister's sex completely soaked and took my fingers to my mouth to savor the last drop of her flow, sucked each finger again and again, as if I had tasted a meal eaten with hands, and also the corners. My experience was almost complete, after enjoying her underwear and stimulating myself with just one sense, now I could have a new fuel for wanks that was the exquisite taste she left in my hand. - It seems to me like it rained all over the tent, right between my legs.- Said Noe, recovered from the shock of sensations. Making jokes was a good sign and I celebrated the joke with enthusiasm. - There must be some droplet, try putting your finger but it would still run away.- I whispered, somewhat exhausted by the mental and psychological effort required to Arrive at that situation. If you leave the little bomb dirty, don't throw it away, you know I can give it several uses.
- How disgusting! – He retorted by punching me in the chest before settling back down again.- You're terrible, in the end I'm more in danger with you here than with, I don't know, Juan Darthes.
That joke really made me laugh out loud.
- Now yes, until tomorrow, Noe.- And I kissed his cheek, and settled into a spoon position where we almost became one.- Slept peacefully, now I'll put myself in brother mode and won't bother you again, you made your brother very happy.
- And you made me feel something very tasty, until tomorrow Rodri. I love you.I won't cum until tomorrow, at leastI thought, letting myself be carried away by the dream of a long but interesting day that promised to be unique, but not the best of our solo vacations.
Will continue
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The girl who inspired me for this story, in fact, the inspiration came from one of her videos, is the adult film actress Blake BlossomSome of which I'm leaving some images as an illustration. I hope you enjoy them!
Introduction We're going on a trip!
When I didn't know it was the coronavirus and the country's situation was better, you could travel, you could hug, you could go out, and you could enjoy yourself, I had the best vacations of my life, in a not too distant winter, always present in my memory. I'm from a middle-class nuclear family of four, my parents and my younger sister who is 18 years old than me. The only thing that worried us was passing our grade and going on vacation, nothing more. Those were simpler times that didn't take long to become complex, very complex in my relationship with my sister.
From kids, I don't remember exactly when, we would go to the beach together. We visited several along the Argentine coast, but we became fans of camping and it was a passion for all of us, we changed the beach for the forest and mountain.
Camping Casilla Rodante Rural in San Marcos, La Encantada in Ushuaia, La Sacha Sin Fin in Merlo, Camping Malen in the Bolsón, Costa Silvestre in Aguas Verdes, and the list went on like 5 more. It was almost a tradition not to repeat them.
Unlike other nuclear families I knew, we were very, very united and enjoyed being together during vacations. With my sister, it was a special case, almost like twins, she was only two years and some months younger than me. I couldn't conceive of a life without her, and she without me, so much so that on her 18th birthday, she received a very particular gift from which I was made part:
- Have you thought about who you're going to camp with? - My mom asked when the guests left my sister's birthday party and were drying the dishes that dad dried. She smiled giving to understand that the answer was obvious.
I was in my room, changing for bed. It was late, it had been an interesting birthday, very interesting, where I could look at my sister's friends' outfits, adjusted, and they also looked at me quite a bit, which surprised me and boosted my self-esteem.
Alone in my room, I took off my sweater and admired my body in the mirror, I wasn't the great thing still, but I was going down a good path. I put on my earphones to listen to music when before playing it, my sister Noelia entered surprising me. She always entered as we say here Like a ghost through his houseShe sat on my bed without caring that I was in boxers and smiled at me in an uncomfortable way. In fact, she didn't change my position from back to Calvin KleinWith her knee lifted.
- Jimena has an allergy to pollen, bees and I don't know what else and doesn't want to come with me, neither did I ask Male because it's not his thing to be in the middle of nowhere...
- And Lucre? And Belén?- I worried, since as a show of independence, she could go camping accompanied by a friend, a shared gift from my parents. However, it was dangerous for her to go alone.NahDon't ask them, they're on another wavelength, if there's no pool table and beer involved, they don't care. I thought of another companion who won't let me down. Someone with experience in setting up tents, making fires, walking...
I smiled, already knowing who it referred to.
- Are you going out with that Rodrigo?
- Yes, I don't know him well but he's the right one, he has outdoor experience.- Mentioning with humor- He's a bit of an idiot, doesn't stop staring at my friends and gets embarrassed by jokes but he's the best there is...
- A bit of an idiot?
- He likes several girls besides, and if I travel with him they'll envy me for the rest of my life...
- Bold, with just 18 and already thinking about traveling with guys.- Starting our classic games, I pulled on his shirt making it fall over me and let myself be dominated by my pinches and squeezes between screams and laughter.
Don't think that just because you're older you'll get out of this...AhhhNo, harassment, harassment! Not one less! – She falsely complained. My hands were squeezing her sides, legs, and she was barely offering resistance, even when I sent my hand under the sweater and it stayed that way, although I got some elbow room with her turns around me. I didn't usually wear a bra at home, despite being able to fill them out very well. She wasn't lagging behind and was pinching my legs, pectorals, and booty.
Our mother, Guadalupe, a 39-year-old travel agent with short red hair, opened the door finding me in boxer shorts, lying down, and my sister wrapped around my hands and I in her hair. One of her hands was stuck in my boxer shorts squeezing my butt.
- It's time to sleep, and don't stay up late with that thing on, you'll go deaf.
- I know, mom, and its name is mp4, it's been a while since I only listen to it, I'm missing a couple of tracks from Judas' latest album.
- You like this music, I don't know how you can listen to it so much and be so calm - Noelia intervened, adjusting her sweater and hair.- See you tomorrow, little brother.- And she slapped my bare leg.
- Little brother? I'm the older one, bold girl...- I said, throwing a pillow at her before leaving my room- Guadalupe looked delighted. She was a very traditional woman who loved all that 'role' stuffIngalls FamilyThat came out so natural for us. - Are you going with your sister, no? I want to stay calm, there are many days. - Yes, ma, stay calm, I'll accompany her too.- Defined in the moment, delighted to be Noah's companion on his first camp.AloneYou're the sun, we'll stay calm if you go, until tomorrow Rodrigo, and next time I don't want to find you boxing with your sister like that, she's 18 already... Guada closed the door leaving me alone in my world with my music, my heavy metal posters watching me with disapproval and accompanied by a surprise erection. It was at that moment, in that instant, that I realized I couldn't make more tickles on my sister without suffering the consequences. Although maybe, turning off the light and bringing my hand to my member, I could get some benefit out of that unexpected reaction.
Camping 'The Secret'
In the car, a autumnal drizzle was pattering against the windshield. My old Facundo was driving us along the route to our destination, just a few days after my birthday, with the aim of making the most of our winter vacation. Noelia had chosen El Secreto camping site, a place we knew more by word of mouth from other campers than through internet sites, in fact, it was almost a legendary spot only known to the most avid explorers.
I was dozing off behind while listening to music, Rob Halford, Judas Priest's singer, sangPrisoner of Your Eyesprisoner of her eyes, a romantic theme that accompanied me while I watched my sister sleep against the window. She was short, with golden lacquered hair, and curves that had rebounded in recent years, a porcelain doll with clear eyes. I used to call her little Scarlett, due to her resemblance to the actress and low stature, in fact, I still used it for a strength routine, letting her hang from my flexed arm.
She wore a thick gym pant, above a matching sweater and a woolen hat that covered her blonde head. This served as a pillow and made her more stubborn than she was.
Now, at 18 years old, I saw her with brotherly eyes and something more... for the first time I observed her and thought that a man could be very happy with her, of course, if he went through my corpse in the woods. She hadn't had boyfriends and I was more careful than my old man. Those things weren't analyzed or understood, they were in our genes.
We arrived at the mythical campsite in the middle of the Neuquino forest on a wooded and steep hill. The Secreto, was a rustic, almost wild place that seemed abandoned, ideal for filming a Jason movie, with a large camping area for tents and cars that was a delight, these could be placed more than 60 meters apart from each other. The hostel, reception, bathrooms, and cabin zone, for those who wanted a less natural experience, were down the hill, quite far away. It was an ideal place to simulate being in the middle of nowhere but with the security of having a bathroom and roof for whoever wanted to use it.
Our parents stayed until past noon and ate with us, took care of the important details like payment, helped us choose a campsite and set up the tents, filling us with useful advice and precautions before leaving, leaving us alone.
Alone, in the middle of the forest, we breathed the fresh air with a pine and araucaria perfume, the sun peeking through the clouds, in The end, nature that we loved so much.
Nocturnal games
I already know why you're reading this story, I also know that it's the right place to share it, so I'll fast-forward to the part where something worth telling happened. I'll just say that before that there were wilderness walks, forest exploration, visits to the nearest town: Plottier, and nights plagued by strange sounds and mornings that woke us up with bird songs and the first rays of sunlight. We had a lot of fun discovering the place and walking in each cardinal direction.
We were walking towards the camping when my sister asked me to accompany her, getting off the path with some urgency.
I have to pee, I won't make it to the bathroom.
Women, they go from not wanting to to peeing without medium term.
And if so, we're like that, serve something and take the paper.
Once she found a tree, she sat down at its base without even waiting for me to turn back or leave. Did I say we were close? If it had been perverted, I would have just bent my head to see more than I should.
In the silence of the forest, I started listening to the stream hitting the ground as it fell, feeling very uncomfortable. Suddenly, like receiving divine help, a thunderclap was heard in the distance, allowing me to break the ice.
Were you Noah? That's disgusting.
Ha-ha, that's funny, paper...
She stretched out to reach the paper and almost fell into the puddle.- Come closer, don't be afraid, I haven't seen anything you haven't seen in Playboy.
Or did you review my closet again?
When I finished cleaning up and settling down (I decided to look away for education's sake, not because she asked me to) the thunderstorms resumed their roar and the soft murmuring of the first drops hitting the tree tops was felt.
Hurry up, it's leaving, come on, come on.- Stretching her arm. Already, the first heavy drops were pounding us. The storm's murmur grew like the introduction to a fade-in theme.
We arrived at El Secreto and I diverted her from the administration to the tents. There we protected ourselves from the cold rainstorm. My tent was larger, so we spent the storm there together, almost unable to hear each other due to the drumming of the water against the tent, shielded by an extra blanket.
I felt like they were kicking me and had to take out my earplugs. Noe was asking for my attention. She was standing in front of me, wrapped in a sleeping bag, playing with her phone while eating potato chips. We had provisions to get through the storm, but we forgot some magazine or entertainment.
My cell is dying, and something tells me your player is too.
Yes, I don't have many minutes of music left, besides they say it's going to rain all night.
Let's play something, or I'll die. She demanded with an expression of annoyance.
What? With this rain we can't even make a fire.
True consequence. She said with a little blush on her pale cheeks and a spark in her eyes.
You don't look like you're 18, it's like that was five years ago.
Do you have a better idea? She said with much reason. Nature had these things, it either hugged or let go of us. In those moments, all we were left with was the drumming of the rain and nothing to do, unable to walk, explore the town, nothing.
Okay, I'll start.
I choose truth. Noe didn't remember when she last played, she thinks it was at 13, at the parties for teenagers that used to be called assaultsCould be answered two questions but the third one came with a challenge, yes or yes.
- First time?
- First time what? When did I get it for the first time, or where did I get it from, or who got it with me? You can just ask one specific question, sneaky.MmmWhen was your first time?- The flirtatious girl rephrased it. Noe had always been spicy, one of those fun girls who didn't get impressed or intimidated easily. I, on the other hand, was more like the calm and wise one in the family, seemed shy and cowardly because I was more rational but wasn't. I liked using few and precise words.
- It was when I turned 18 and went camping with Damián.- That comment alone could lead to a misunderstanding, so I clarified before he replied.- We paid a woman and put her in the campsite illegally, spent some time with me and then with him.
- A slut? What's...- She said with a hint of disappointment.- You're paying for a cutie, it's kind of pathetic, little brother.
- Already answered. Now it's my turn.- Ignoring her appreciation. I was about to ask if it was true or consequence and she anticipated me. She chose truth.- Are you a virgin?
Noe blushed, looked aside, making those blue eyes dance, and finally nodded with an angelic smile.
- How was that prostitute? The one from your first time.- I formulated the question, without doubts, she was interested in that clandestine episode I had at 18 years old, in the same situation as she was now: camping, with chosen company, just after turning of age.
- You didn't ask if I wanted truth or consequence, but I'll answer that it was above all face. A bomb, blonde, with clear eyes, between 25 and 30 years old, operated breasts. Tremendous. We paid for her between the two and it was worth it. We hired her again a few... well, you understand.
- Like the ones in your magazines.- She observed.- You like blondes, I see.
- Yes, full, I love them, besides she looked a bit like Evangelina Anderson.- I said, wondering if she felt triggered.- Already answered, now it's my turn.
She looked me up and down, making her blush. That accompanied by admitting that I liked blondes, must have planted a seed of confusion In her. Devils, she was so good, it was a shame she was my sister, I thought, but since that was the game's rule, I decided to ask her something bold. I asked her what her fantasy was skillfully and without beating around the bush.
- Oh no, complicated, who sent me to play this...mmmLet me think for a moment. - Don't lie to me, it's not like you're my brother, come on. - It's just that if I had to choose... it would be doing it outdoors, it gives me a special warmth when they can discover me, do you understand... it's so rare for me to tell you this, brother haha. - Interesting, very interesting.- I Admitted- It seems we have a connection with these places. I had my debut in a tent and you might one day do it at a place like this. We like nature, it shows. - Yes, that's true, we're alike in that.- Looking her straight in the eye.- After two questions comes the consequence. Before I could admit anything, the thunder drowned us out. The rain didn't let up and the pounding made us have to raise our voices. Before I could yell, I had a better idea. I stood up and sat down next to her, wrapping my arm around her, a tender gesture that wasn't rare for me. I don't know if it was the romantic rain, the conversation topics or a sense of siblinghood, but I wrapped her in a medium hug and my mind was wrapped in unusual thoughts. - I want to stay in your tent, that's the consequence.- She said in my ear. - It's not very serious, on the contrary, sister, it's a pleasure.- And kissed her forehead while squeezing her in my hug. - I love you, brother, I hope this storm of crap passes quickly.I don't, I hope it rains until tomorrowI thought without saying it. At this point it was undeniable. My sister was too blonde, too beautiful, too good, I had noticed for a long time that she was the personification of the perfect woman for me, and being my sister, she was a curse.
I felt impure, indecent for thinking about her in such a way, but if I had even the slightest chance, the smallest desire to be something more than just her brother for a moment, I would take it. That night, under almost romantic rain, sheltered by our bodies and the same tent, I decided to have an adventure with that beautiful blonde who, coincidentally, was my sister.
Nocturnal Confessions
There were no lights anywhere anymore. We were alone in the tent, under the rain. We kept playing, answering questions, getting to know sides of ourselves that we wouldn't have known otherwise. Both she and I let go and answered any question.
I was surprised that my holy sister didn't fall asleep without masturbating once or twice first. As for me, I revealed that the most uncomfortable moment I had was five years ago, when I woke up around 4 am and heard our parents still living their adventures in the continuous tent.No!Come on, what a bother! Did it get loud?
- Too much. I'd say they were doing a 69, their mouths in action, very busy.
- Oh no! What a bunch of nonsense! – She exclaimed. – I don't want to imagine this.
- Don't you think they never come? In fact, we have a brother in nine months, think about leaving them alone at home, they're going to throw a big party.- This provoked her scandalized laughter.
- You're crazy! I didn't think you'd be so bold, brother.- Mentioning, increasing the sexual tension that threatened to burst the tent.
- If only you knew what I'm thinking, you'd run away.- I said to myself.
- It's already night, I don't know if we should sleep or keep playing.
- You owe me several consequences, you're not going anywhere without paying me back.- Instead, every time she asked, I had fulfilled them. Once she asked to see my phone gallery (I'm not sure what she was expecting to find) and after unlocking it, I showed her. More than some memes and photos that my friends passed around, she didn't find anything worth looking at and got bored flipping through them. Another time was eating the salty crackers I had saved for dessert, she was greedy but I don't know where she put them.
- As long as you don't make me go out in the rain, I think I'll do anything, just today it had to pour.- She looked at my phone, which had minimal brightness to save power, indicating 10 o'clock, it was early to sleep but what else could be done? The little devil fluttering beside me whispered ideas for killing time.
- On the contrary, I don't want you to catch a cold, so I have an idea.
- What are you referring to?- She asked without being able to contain her curiosity.
- Let's share a sleeping bag...- And opened my zipper like an invitation.- Like in old times.
- Although it seems tender, we don't have the bodies of old times.- She expressed, illustrating her point by squeezing her breasts.- When was the last time? Four years ago?
- Let's try, we'll be warm, that's for sure.
- Although not There were lights, the floor announced its steps. If it was raining, although the store had a rubber Eva floor and a special tarpaulin, it didn't guarantee it wouldn't get wet. Noe left her bag and lay down on mine, which was open with the zipper. Well stuck to me, I kept closing the zipper wrapping our legs.
- We're in good, but stick closer so I can close it.
- Are you going to close it all? Asked as she climbed up on top of me, feeling her hair fall against my face and all her humanity over me. Although I couldn't see her expression because it was dark, her voice sounded nervous.
- We'll be fine, sister, if it gets too hot, but since it's thermal we'll be okay. Snuggle in like that so you don't get caught with the zipper.
I slowly lifted the zipper up and when it reached the height of her booty, I put my hand on it and pressed it down a bit for the zipper to pass. I felt her soft rear end in my hand, generous in size, and Noe shuddered. We were hip to hip.
- Rodri... you're going crazy. This seems like an excuse to touch my tiny ass.- She whispered without moving an inch while my hand stayed there, palpating one of her cheeks.
- Are you telling me I'm a pervert? Obviously I am.- And I finished lifting it up to the middle of her back. – You don't have any idea...
- You would've made it easy and asked for it in consequence.
– I'd rather spend my benefit on something else. Besides, I don't think you're very bothered about this.
- It seems strange - Noe laughed nervously.- But I don't know, it's fun that I asked you to accompany me for my safety and you're desecrating me worse than anyone. I feel like I'm in Slept with the enemyYou complain, you complain and you complain but still you're with me, hugging me, without resistance.- I observed saying it in his ear, inhaling to feel his perfume.- And there's nothing wrong with it, there are worse things in the world than what two people do in their intimacy…
- Well, it seems like you had this speech rehearsed a long time ago. It doesn't surprise me- He said at the end.- The times I found your Playboy magazines in your room I was looking for something that I'm sure you have too.
- We're talking about Playboy again, it's traumatising you.
- I'm missing my underwear every now and then, I'm sure it was you, pervert.- She confessed, catching me completely off guard.- It can't be that I lose them so often, I'm not a cheap slut.
- You discovered me. But don't exaggerate, I only have three.
- Admittedly, causing him to give me fake angry blows and shake in the sleeping bag with an uncomfortable laugh.
- How disgusting, Rodrigo! I loved you so much and you're a Santiagueño!
I confessed that a few years ago, when I was going to take a bath, I removed the dirty laundry from the shower and there I heard the siren's song. A small pink underwear on top of the dirty clothes, notably used, waiting for it to be put in the washing machine. Instead, I stole it to give it a different destination using it countless times for my fantasies.
- It was curiosity, I wanted to stimulate myself thinking about other women, make believe I was in contact with one, not think about you... at least initially.
- I knew! What a pervert, underwear thief! - She screamed in my ear, punching my chest - And you got the confession out of me without even playing, you're terrible Rodrigo.
- I repeat, it's to get myself excited imagining other girls, I would return them but they aren't like you left them, I let myself be carried away too much and had to throw them away.
There was a moment of silence. Without realizing it, the rain was turning into a drizzle, the aftermath of the storm. Noelia's laughter subsided and I felt her breathing against my mouth. She went back to settling on top of me and my hands wrapped around her. I touched her hip with my skin, thinking that finally something more interesting than just words was going to happen. Almost instinctively my mouth prepared for a kiss that didn't come.
- I got like this so you'd go back up the zipper, with the movement it went down.
- obediently, pausing confessions and fondling, I almost reached her neck. We lay together, preparing to sleep, but Noe seemed more interested in talking, which was good, I didn't want to sleep either.
- My head is going to hurt from all the information I had today. It feels like I entered a gruesome crime scene.
- Well, you wanted me to come alone with you and play this game on a day like today, there's nothing left but getting to know each other. You can't complain, everything was normal until today, what you discovered is because you started digging around in the laundry basket.
- I didn't expect to learn such turbid things about you, although at least I wasn't bored. - She conceded, consuming the minutes almost until half past eleven. Between chatting and chatting, time had flown by and it was the interesting moment of closing my eyes and sleeping in that interesting situation.
- Then, I thought you were thinking of other girls at first, then you were thinking of me at the end. - She discovered, taking up the topic that for her was still unresolved. I had photographic memory for those conversation topics. I had hoped she hadn't noticed my slip-up.
- So much talk we had, I bet you just wanted to know that.
- And what do you want? It's ridiculous what you did, I want to know why. You're always so good to me, a perfect brother and now I start to believe you were being gentle to get me into bed.
- You don't need to take me to bed, you came here on your own today. - I retorted, before she could start getting angry, and continued.- I'll never stop treating you the way I treat you because I love you so much, Noe, but neither I'm going to deny that you seem too beautiful and it's getting harder for me to see you just like a sister ¿Did you want to hear that? You can end up with any guy and I'm afraid you'll fall for an undignified person who won't respect you, use you, mistreat you. I'm a brother, take care, you know it and now you also know that I have unhealthy ideas, like a dog guarding the most delicious and juiciest roast ever made.
- Interesting, this tent is like a confessional, I see. It's going to cost me to see you as before after this.
- You're going to treat me the same way always, don't change your behavior with me just because it's a masturbator or smells your underwear.- That reminder made her laugh, and between laughter and laughter, one of her arms wrapped around me.
- Capable I spoke too much, I know, it's that you're the only one to whom I can confess everything and I'm happy to be camping with you and this rain, and being so close...
- Yes, it's romantic, I admit.- He said, feeling like he was getting closer. His leg wrapped around me and our hips faced each other. It was impossible not to notice that the situation had prepared me for war down there – I didn't expect a night like this with you brother but either way, I could take advantage of it.- She revealed, giving my heart a flip. There were two ways to take my confessions, scandalize and build a wall of coldness between us to maintain distance, or take advantage of it. I had hopes that the second would occur.
- Get closer, brother, since you seem so lovely and treat me so well I'm going to give you a gift.
- My heart derailed and rolled like itself at 250 km/h on a frozen curve.
- Until tomorrow, Rodri.- She bid farewell, kissing me on the mouth.
- Our lips stayed together for a few seconds until I initiated the classic enveloping movement of kisses, slowly, with pure affection. I wrapped my mouth around hers while the hug became evident. She was wrapping her leg around me too, rubbing against me. My hand took hold of her face and caressed her hair While the kiss accelerated.
Noe didn't back off, didn't show any displeasure, only enjoyment. Our lips alternated peaks and sucks until I tried my luck and attacked with my lips and tongue successfully, hers welcomed me and for the first time in a moment that I'll treasure as the pervert that I am, we gave each other an intense, pleasant, fiery tongue kiss.
I got drunk on the taste of her mouth, her breathing against me, her caresses on my hair, back. For several seconds, my tongue inhabited her mouth without realizing I had an uncontrollable erection below, which she rubbed against. It almost seemed like a competition to see who would give in first, and of course it wasn't going to be me. I was going to kiss that mouth as long as she let me, whether 5 minutes, 20, or until dawn.
-Mmmbrother, you're putting feeling into this. - He expressed in a gasp, leaving his mouth to kiss her neck with devotion. - This is wrong, if mom and dad knew we'd kill them.
- It's wrong but it feels too good for me.- I admitted - Would you tell Mom and Dad about this?
- No, keep going, keep going.- And taking my neck again found my mouth. My inhibitions were always few, but in that moment they became null. I passed my hand under his sweater and caressed his back, his ass over the pants, while our tongues curled up and we sucked each other until we felt saliva dripping from the corners.
- I love the taste of your mouth, sister.- I whispered while rubbing against my body more and more.- What if I suck you off to put you to sleep?
-MmmI don't know, I think it would be too much.
- If you don't like it, I can stop, turn around little sister, or you won't get a wink of sleep.
Noelia relented and turned over in the sleeping bag. I leaned against her on the classic spoon position, with my right arm making a pillow for her and my left arm free to her caresses. From above, I stroked her body through her clothes, feeling the softness of her breasts. Not long after, from her stomach, I slipped my hand under her shirt and felt her skin, the softness of her white skin and generous breasts that felt hot in my hands. They had ripened like fruit over those last years and even seemed more fleshy than they appeared.
Noe started to moan as my hand descended and she turned around to let herself be enveloped by my two arms, one under her shirt, massaging her breasts and the other squeezing her stomach, going down, down, until I reached her vagina without any escalations, not touching a single beautiful thing. I knew it should have had a delicate little thing, but it was so smooth and clean that it seemed nothing had ever grown there.Ohh, ahahRodri... Let myself be carried away with my stimulating embrace. - My fingertips entered into action as much in her breasts, caressing her nipples and her pubic area, rubbing it deeply, exploring her sex that I had imagined for so long, until the temperature rose and I thought she was melting in my hands. Every time I rubbed from top to bottom, I felt her more ardent, more humid, her legs trying to open up until I felt like her pajamas were tearing a little, with my hand covering her vulva, positioning two fingers at her entrance and putting them in, causing her to twist around my arms like a caught prey. The sensation of pleasure made her so crazy that she didn't seem to notice me licking her mouth and face, nor did she notice when I invaded her mouth again. Her moans and the splashing of my hand were louder than the drops of water falling from the trees in the forest. My hand was completely soaked with her juices and I still didn't stop putting my fingers in. I kept going and going without caring about anything until I felt a new oily flow soaking my hand and my sister's agitated breathing calming down, satisfied, like an engine turning off just before it would stall. I pulled my hand out of my sister's sex completely soaked and took my fingers to my mouth to savor the last drop of her flow, sucked each finger again and again, as if I had tasted a meal eaten with hands, and also the corners. My experience was almost complete, after enjoying her underwear and stimulating myself with just one sense, now I could have a new fuel for wanks that was the exquisite taste she left in my hand. - It seems to me like it rained all over the tent, right between my legs.- Said Noe, recovered from the shock of sensations. Making jokes was a good sign and I celebrated the joke with enthusiasm. - There must be some droplet, try putting your finger but it would still run away.- I whispered, somewhat exhausted by the mental and psychological effort required to Arrive at that situation. If you leave the little bomb dirty, don't throw it away, you know I can give it several uses.
- How disgusting! – He retorted by punching me in the chest before settling back down again.- You're terrible, in the end I'm more in danger with you here than with, I don't know, Juan Darthes.
That joke really made me laugh out loud.
- Now yes, until tomorrow, Noe.- And I kissed his cheek, and settled into a spoon position where we almost became one.- Slept peacefully, now I'll put myself in brother mode and won't bother you again, you made your brother very happy.
- And you made me feel something very tasty, until tomorrow Rodri. I love you.I won't cum until tomorrow, at leastI thought, letting myself be carried away by the dream of a long but interesting day that promised to be unique, but not the best of our solo vacations.
Will continue
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21 comentários - Camping nights with my sister
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Si no te molesta la temática gay, te pido que leas uno de mis relatos, "Tuercas y Tornillos" que, aunque es más explícito, creo que lo vas a encontrar interesante.
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