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Summer Respite
by Bon's Archives (address withheld)
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Brother and sister really like 'doing' each other. (MF,
inc)
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Forth of July at the Lake: The Situation
It was now mid June with work pressures starting to
taper off with job schedules becoming more manageable
after what was a particularly hectic spring. Customers
were now taking their vacations and did not want to
have landscape companies tearing up their yards until
closer to autumn. Likewise the nursery was in good
shape with planting completed and only mature stock
used on jobs being dug. The work teams were out on
landscaping jobs so the first deep breadth could be
taken.
Bonnie and I were talking about the up coming four day
Forth of July weekend and really looking forward to
some time off. The folks were still not sure about
their plans, which left the usual situation where they
would delay making plans then end up working around the
house on their very neglected garden in default mode.
We didn't want to get involved in this time wasting
activity and tried to think of an escape or alternative
plan.
We decided that a few days at Lake Hart in upstate New
York would be great. So we decided to ask the folks for
the VW bus and go camping. We knew that the family's
extensive experience at the lake would make the
suggestion seem perfectly reasonable. The only problem
that might arise is if the folks wanted to come along
with us. That would be terrible but we were going to
try anyway - it was better than messing around moving
plants back and forth in the home garden again.
There was a serious hitch however, one which could make
our request a real problem even a nightmare if things
went badly. Ever since Oma's birthday party in April,
now some eight weeks ago, Bonnie and I have pursued an
increasingly active sex life together.
At first we would have sex only when the house was
empty or when we were away in the local woods or
supposedly visiting friends. But as the tension
increased to do it more frequently we started fucking
in the backyard peonies beds after dishes when it was
dark, then on the back porch and even in the
neighbour's fish pond when the folks were home during
the weekends. We also tried fucking on the glider in
the breezeway late at night. This venue was becoming a
favourite because it meant trying to balance and fuck
at the same time.
The laughter that took place during these episodes was
dangerous but it heightened the fun of it. In
desperation we started fucking in each other's room
early in the mornings. The risks of getting caught were
becoming impossible but we needed to carry on anyway.
This is where we probably made the mistake that would
see our downfall when we asked for permission to go
camping by ourselves.
We feared that Mom might have caught us fucking the
week before or at least have relatively clear evidence
of us fucking. The evidence was circumstantial but
clear enough to anyone with a brain and Mom sure had
that. It seems that when Bonnie left my room one
morning her nightgown remained jammed under my sheets
at the bottom of my bed. Neither of us could remember
it happening?
More importantly, the nightgown had been used to clean
my ejaculate off of Bonnie's pussy in attempt to keep
my sheets dry. Therefore, the nightgown would have been
soaked with my sperm. Mom could easily smell my
emissions on my sister's nightgown. She would have put
two and two together realising that her children were
fucking one another.
We only reached this conclusion after Bonnie found her
nightgown newly washed and carefully folded on her
pillow that evening. The only way it could have gotten
there is if Mom found it when she stripped my bed that
morning. The other option was that she thought that I
was a cross-dresser and she didn't really want to know.
This last explanation was too far fetched to be
plausible. So we understood that Mom knew something but
not what. She said nothing to either of us about the
incident. How this would play out when we asked for the
VW and camping stuff was very frightening. Our biggest
fear was that we would lose access to each other and
that would be the worst possible outcome we could
imagine.
Nevertheless, the need to be by ourselves was so
pervasive that we decided to approach them with the
request the next morning at breakfast. If we failed to
get permission at least we might get some understanding
of Mom's feelings about us.
The Request
That morning as we sat having breakfast I broached the
subject. After generating the context of why we would
like to go we asked straight-out. To our surprise we
got an immediate positive "That sounds good." Bonnie
looked stunned and needed a swift kick under the table
to wake up and straighten out. The folks thought it was
a good idea and began to plan for us.
It was set then, we would leave on Friday and return
when we felt like it or because we ran out of money
whichever came first. Over the next two days the VW was
serviced and camping gear collected, much more stuff
than we thought necessary. Nevertheless, Bonnie and I
thought it was best to go along and reduce our exposure
to issues of potential conflict.
Friday arrived and Dad had gone through the vehicle for
the sixth time that morning. Being packed the night
before meant we could get an early start on the 3.5-4
hour trip to the lake. Then something extra-ordinary
happened. As Mom gave Bonnie a hug goodbye, she bent
over whispering into her ear but whispering loud enough
for me to clearly hear her say, "Now be careful and
don't forget to take your pill each and every evening
before bed. You don't want any accidents to happen and
ruin your fun. Remember you still have another two
years of high school to finish."
Bonnie was stunned and took a deep breath, a gasp
really and then forgot to exhale becoming increasingly
crimson.
Seconds later Mom came over and hugged me also
whispering into my ear and again loud enough for Bonnie
to hear this time, "You better take some of these just
in case Bonnie forgets to take her pill. In fact it
might be a good idea for both to be used. You know how
she gets excited and forgets things." She then slipped
several packets of condoms into my top shirt pocket.
I immediately chocked causing Bonnie to finally exhale.
The shock was so sustained that all we could do was get
into the vehicle, wave to our smiling parents and drive
away. Nothing was said for the next ten minutes as both
of us tried to sort out what had just happened. In the
interim I missed the entrance to the New York Thruway
to go north to upstate New York and the lakes region.
I was so upset I decided I needed to pull over to
restore my shattered concentration. Clearly I was not
prepared for Mom's interjections. Seconds later I found
a pull-off with some picnic tables and stopped. Bonnie
looked over at me and finally spoke; "Well at least we
know that Mom has caught on to us. I wonder if she has
told Dad?" I agreed that the message was quite clear
but what was so puzzling was Mom's knowledge about
Bonnie taking birth control pills. We never told anyone
and thought it was our secret. The issue continued to
baffle us until we remembered something Cindy said a
couple weeks before. As the light switched on we
realised that the mishap at Jim and Cindy's pool was
much more important than we had originally anticipated
and that we had completely misread the situation.
The Explanations
Bonnie and I spent most weekends together with our
friends Jim and Cindy and Donald and Ellen doing normal
couple things like movies, hiking, picnicking etc. At
each gathering we would usually finally end up
discussing sex. Before this Bonnie and I were convinced
that we were one of those rare brother and sister pairs
having sex together. We soon found out that like Bonnie
and I, that these other sibling couples were serious
lovers as well.
It was a shock but I accepted it as Ok. Where Bonnie
and I had thought we were so excitingly unusual we now
found out that our behaviour was very common place and
that our level of knowledge was a bit ordinary.
Previously our only reference about sibling sex was a
lot of time spent discussing Enga's seduction of her
brother Paul earlier in the summer vacations. At that
time we were intrigued no doubt but still not willing
to try it ourselves.
In fact we now found that our friends were enthusiastic
participants in sibling incest long before Bonnie and I
ever started. Jim, Donald, and I were high school
classmates now having finished our first year of
college and each seventeen or eighteen. Our sisters
were scattered in age. Cindy was the oldest at twenty,
two years older than Jim and a junior at Rutger's
studying pre-med. Bonnie was fifteen whilst Ellen was
still fourteen. Our initial realisation that our
friends were lovers was somewhat disappointing. This
was because Bonnie and I thought we had such a neat
thing to show and tell our friends about, a real
shocker. Now we quickly realised that we were the least
experienced of the three sibling couples.
Our involvement in group-sex really started when we
were all invited to use Jim and Cindy' pool one evening
while their folks were out. Once there the talk
immediately centred on sex with a new phase of "have
you tried this" emerging into the conversation. Of
course this developed into "show us" activities. A
while later demonstrations began in the pool as our
conversation became deeper and more exciting.
Although Bonnie and I had had many prior conversations
with our friends about sex this was the first time that
we actually performed in front of one another. Within
an hour of arriving all six of us were nude and having
sex with our sibling so our friends could watch how all
our body parts worked. It was a lot of fun. We turned
all but the pool light off and kept quiet so the
neighbours did not notice our activities.
We apparently got so involved we didn't watch carefully
enough. While Jim and I were gently fucking our sisters
in the pool watching Donald and Ellen on the lawn
demonstrated their approach to bareback riding that the
patio light suddenly switched on. All of a sudden Jim
and Cindy's mother spoke. Bonnie and I as well as Jim
and Cindy immediately separated thinking we were safely
hidden behind the pool's wall but Donald and Ellen were
caught and had to remain hidden in the shadows.
Ellen bent down on Donald because she was unable to
dismount DB without being seen from the deck above.
Cindy's mother asked us to explain what was going on?
At this point we all heard a low moan from DB. It was
hard not to laugh at the problems Ellen and DB were
having. As usual, quick-witted Cindy said that we were
just skinny-dipping.
As Cindy explained the situation I felt a warm
sensation on my thigh and looked down to see a long
strand of my sperm seep from Bonnie's pussy and float
on to my thigh. Bonnie lent back and said, "I think I
am leaking, sorry."
"It's fine," I whispered back.
Of course Cindy's explanation was a lie but her mother
patiently listened then seemed to accept the
explanation. She then said that we needed to put the
lights back on and get dressed or she would call the
evening off. We concluded that we had gotten away with
it and the infringement was being treated as only
skinny-dipping. We started to snicker again realising
that Donald had just cum inside Ellen because he was
frightened.
We thought they were un-noticed because they were
hidden in the shadows and not seen. We later ragged BD
about being frightened sperm-less. Ellen was annoyed
because DB was not wearing a condom to allow us to
examine their mating better. Ellen normally demanded
that BD wear a condom saying, "I'm going to drip for
hours so you better eat me out." He said he would but
later.
We all quickly got dressed and took off for the local
Dairy Queen. We talked about the whole situation over
and over again. We learned that Jim and Cindy had been
lovers for several years and that Donald and Ellen only
began last summer after hearing about Paul and Enga and
just after Ellen started having periods.
Secondly, was that while Bonnie and I thought we had
discovered the most wonderful experience it was clear
that our friends had stumble on to the same adventure
much sooner. Cindy who was deflowered by an older man
at a church function about five years before was the
only one to have sex with someone other than a sibling.
It was Cindy's account of this story that got us nude
and into the pool in the first place. She seduced Jim
several months later when he was thirteen.
We did a quick review of our school friends as we
sipped on our milkshakes and found evidence that other
sibling couples were either known lovers or thought to
be. Before this year Bonnie and I thought that Paul and
Enga were the only incestuous pair we knew about and it
made them very exciting to know. Paul was a deviant
fellow classmate who introduced me to family sex after
fucking his older sister to show me how to do it. Enga
who was thirty-two was obviously practiced and enjoyed
fucking her younger brother on a regular basis. I was
sure of that. The group now realised that sibling sex
was probably the most common method used to introduce
sex among our community.
It was during this talk that Bonnie and I heard how
Cindy's mother eventually learned about her children's
sex life. She received a phone call from the local drug
store after she had filled Cindy's birth control
script. Apparently, it was the practice that all
underage script holders were required to have their
parents notified. Bonnie had asked Cindy how to get the
pill a week after we started fucking in April and
Bonnie used the same school nurse who must have called
Mom to verify that Bonnie had her parent's permission.
This now explained how Mom was aware of Bonnie taking
the pill. Therefore, we also realised that Jim and
Cindy's mother was fully aware that she had caught her
children and their friends, fucking each other in the
pool that night. We continued to realise that Mom must
have been aware of our behaviour long before the
episode with the soiled nightgown. Bonnie and I thought
about that night some more to see if any more
information was to be found.
Several things came to mind one being the communication
between our mothers. It now made sense because before
this summer our respective parents were virtually
unacquainted. So the question of the parental knowledge
about the use of birth control pills became clear. The
next question was why were the parents being so coy?
Ellen then told us that she was asked by her mother
last week to think about "going on the pill" after
talking to Cindy's Mom. The whole picture was now in
focus.
Bonnie and I had spent about an hour talking out the
issue and came to the conclusion that we liked the idea
that we were now accepted as lovers in the same way
that Jim and Cindy parent's had done. The second issue
that was discussed was about sharing ourselves with our
friends. Although we had finally fucked with our
friends, we found that we liked fucking our respective
sibling much more. So we resolved to have sex with our
friends, but only until it affected the sex between us.
Also it seemed that Cindy and Ellen did not like having
their brother's sperm inside them so they always used a
condom or "weaner wrap" as Ellen called them. Bonnie
and I liked the la natural approach and decided to
continue sharing bodily fluids anyway we could. She
finally moaned that she was so horny that she really
wanted to fuck right then. I agreed that I was wet and
hard and had been so for quite some time.
It was lunchtime so we decided to have lunch at the
roadside pull-off before continuing to the lake. Bonnie
asked what I wanted? I said I'd like to eat her out but
only after I filled her. She agreed and we fucked on
top of the picnic table using some mayonnaise as a new
lubricant. After lunching on Bonnie and until she was
sated we decided to call the gang and see if they were
interested in joining us at the lake.
We stopped at a small town and called getting a quick
confirmation from Jim and Cindy but Donald said that
Ellen was in NYC and so they would be up tomorrow
morning. We drove the remaining two hours to the lake
and selected three attached campsites along the lake
and set up the camp.
Bonnie declared the area as a no clothes zone and
proceeded to the lake for a swim where I had my first
serious encounter with Bonnie's bad Forest Fairy.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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