We settled into the quiescency old bag, both of us on our stomachs, I had a Koran I was going to read but she just laid her promontory on the pillow watching me. I rolled to my back and held the Word so the pages would enamor the feeble light from the battery lamp. My sister Helen of Troy flipped to her side away from me as if to sleep. We were on a family camping stumble ; mom, dad, me and my sis and our lucky lab nut, AKA ‘ jailor ’. At that moment piece of tail was lying on my feet at the posterior of my bag. I tried to recoil him off to proceed to Helen of Troy's bed but he wouldn't budge, my feet were pinned to the land by the 70-pound dog. I was 18 at the clock time and my sister was quickly approaching 16 but since we only had two collapsible shelter, I was forced to take Helen into one with me, our parents required their concealment. This had been the sleeping arrangements for years and they gave no idea to the fact I was pretty lots an adult. I was going to stimulate to spend four Night with my baby sister in the same space, I would have to be damn careful if I jacked off.

We were in the mountains of Western Oregon. We planned on hiking some of the many lot trails, kayaking and fishing on the Umpqua River. Our hitch would be four days and nights. Dad had his camera with three various sized lens hanging from laniard around his neck, he looked like a Japanese tourer. I wore a heavy fucking backpack with ability collation and drinks while mom and Helen of Troy got to bask the day unencumbered by anything but Screw's tennis balls which they threw as we hiked. After setting up camp and settling in the number 1 night, we could concentrate on the 24-hour interval coming. That was the Nox Screw told me ‘ screw you, this is my bed ’.

The next day, the first-class honours degree to the full day, was spent tramp, we might have covered 15 miles of hills and valley following a distich of the popular trail and met several other hiking mathematical group along the way. By the time we returned to the bivouac my ramification were straining, I was tired from lack of sleep, I was ready for some down time. It wasn't full dark when we got back to the camping ground where mom and Helen cooked a campfire dinner then dad retrieved some beer from a tank in the back of the hand truck. Neither my baby nor I refused when he offered us a feeding bottle, Mom tried to object"Goddamn it Roy, they aren't old enough."

"Ah piss Margie, it's been a long hot day, we could all use one."I wasn't a stranger to beer but I wasn't sure if my baby had tasted any before. When she tipped the bottle and sucked down two agile sup, I knew, she wasn't Virgo the Virgin to beer either. The Milky Way was brilliant in the night sky when we went to the tent. I had to stay out until my Sister changed into her eternal sleep article of clothing then she invited me in. I wasn't so damn minor so I stripped to T and shorts then slipped my PJ pants on while my Sister tried not to watch. She didn't try very hard, she kept glancing at me as I changed. gaoler immediately took his shoes in the middle of my bag and refused to make a motion. As Helen laughed at my effort to move Screw, the roll in the hay dog groaned contentedly and rolled to his back. He wasn't about to give up his space easily. I laid on the bag and tried to pull it over me but got only half covered, my ass was sticking out in the night air which was getting colder. I flopped and flipped and tugged but couldn't get any more cover than what Screw allowed. My baby was lying comfortably on her abdomen watching me with undisguised amusement while I got frustrated with the sleeping arranging.

I gave up trying to get completely covered and lay quiet with my left side getting cold, my toes were numb. Helen had gone to sleep, she looked so passive, so tender. Our bags were not mountain climbing pocketbook ; narrow, down stuffed casket, but larger ; large enough for two if the two didn't mind some body contact during the night. Fuck it, I was cold, the dog owned my bed so I crawled across the small space between the bags then lifted the top of Helen's and carefully laid beside her. She rolled to her slope away from me so I had room to lie on my incline behind her and pull out the concealment over, we were back to endorse. Ah, that felt safe, I was super tired and the warmness of the bed lured me into a fast, cryptical sleep.

work force pushing on my back woke me up. I opened my eyes and looked out the belittled net window over my principal, it was not to the full daylight, but quickly dawning. The hands on my back pushed again, with more urgency, I rolled over to face Helen of Troy."What the perdition are you doing in my bed ?"was the first thing she said.

"I was cold."

"You were cold so you think that's a good grounds to sleep with me ! ?"

"Shh, you'll Wake mom and dad."

She toned down the mass"Get out, god, I have to go pee and you're in the way."screw came alert, rose from his ( my ) sleeping bag and stuck his big olfactory organ in my nerve, he was make for the day too. Crap. I threw back the top cover and stood, Helen of Troy quickly followed then slipped out to go pee somewhere while I changed back into my clothes. Screw followed my sister.

The day passed with more hiking and a short circuit, fun, run over some Class II rapids in our inflatable kayaks. That evening after dinner and another cold beer my sister and I returned to the tent. Screw didn't hesitate to stake his claim to my bag, directly in the midsection. Some fucking weird law of cathartic about wiener Lashkar-e-Toiba them gather weightiness when they lie down. The normally 70-pound Lab weighed about 150 lbf. when I tried to move him. After a short scuffle I gave up and told Helen"I'm with you again."

She looked at the dog then at me with amused eyes,"I don't think you have a choice, turn your book binding while I change."

She was behind me, asleep I think, but I wasn't. The feel of a young woman's ass pressed against my rear was really starting to stir my balls. My cock elevated to ‘ proud'and my freak were tingling. I tried my practiced to ignore the cause of my growing arousal but my sister was too near. Lying with her was causing a violent storm of immoral thoughts and delightfully nasty ideas as my balls began to yen. I was beginning to overheat. I kicked the cover version off my ramification to cool down off and just as I did Helen of Troy rolled completely to her other incline and threw an arm over my waistline. She was lying against me, her boob pressed on my spinal column, her groin fitted against the curve of my ass. I damn near climaxed when the fingers on her manus flexed against my stomach and the soft warm breath from her nostril wafted on my neck opening."Are you awake ?"I whispered. No answer, and the deep even breath on my pelt let me acknowledge she was still asleep.

I reached over my back and put a hand on her hip then gently pulled her even tighter against me, I could palpate her pubic bone rubbing on my butt. My cock thumped and spit a bubble of pre-cum into my boxershorts. Helen of Troy murmured something then bent her back, moving her pussy away from me. When she did her head pressed against my ear, her articulatio genus touched the back of mine. I could find the tips of her tit heating my shoulder blades.

I lay still but my warmheartedness was thundering, my heated line of descent was warming the entire collapsible shelter. Helen hadn't moved for a few minutes then she shifted slightly away and went to her backrest. I took vantage of the relocation and rolled to look her. Her eyes were unopen, her chest insurrection and falling evenly, she was still out. Driven by the hormone flowing full flood in my vein, I put a hand on my Sister's leg just over the knee joint. She didn't object so within mo I eased it up until the border of my hand pressed her body at the junction of her stage. Helen rolled her head to the rightfulness, away from me, then her legs moved further apart. Encouraged by her motility I put my hand over her pussy, the textile of the pajama gasp was warm and damp, and getting heater. I don't know if it was because of the heat I was radiating or it was her, but the temperature in the sleeping bag rose another 20 degrees. I rubbed my babe's sex lightly which caused her hip to shudder. When she reacted to my hint like that I was lost, I was going to get laid her even as she slept.

I carefully moved my hand to her belly, over the isthmus of her bloomers then eased my finger under the elastic. I pushed my bridge player into her scanty then down and through her mild pubic tomentum until I was again covering her prick, only there was no cloth between her and my fingers. I flexed my retentive fingerbreadth then stroked Helen from ass to clit. She gasped lightly, rolled her hips then let her breath out of partially open lips, my erecting damn near rent overt with the passion and imperativeness. Slowly I moved my fingertip in circle as I pressed between the sass of her cunt until I felt the opening of her physical structure, she was warm and wet, I easily slid my fingerbreadth into her to the back knuckle. I began to finger have a go at it my small sister and her legs moved even further apart.

I stroked Helen of Troy and she was warming, her puss was getting wetter and hotter, the puffy pillows of her pussy were growing flabby. My sister humped her hips, moaned, then put a mitt over mine and pressed it closer to her consistency. She rolled her head to me and one-half way opened her oculus, her lips parted slightly as she puffed brusque sips of air. I pressed my aching hard-on against her leg and humped it like I was fucking her. Helen's center flew full with surprise and her lips formed the silent word"NO !"She gripped the hand between her legs and jerked it out of her pants then rolled away far enough that there was no more contact between us. Rebuked by Helen of Troy for making a fling at her, I rolled away then jab my overheated hammer into the aplomb night air. I gave her enough time and blank space to go back to catch some Z's before I dared belt it. Even with the pressure off I worried like hell she would separate our parents what I did. screw never opened an eye.

The next morning my sister didn't start a war or say anything to me or dad about me molesting her while she slept. After brace of hr in her company, I my frayed cheek calmed and I became comfortable around her again. The day passed, I spent much of the fourth dimension catching and releasing various heavy trout. Helen and Screw roamed the nearby Benny Hill and John Rock, mom and dad went for a rise. It was a hot mid-afternoon when Helen and the dog came back to where I was fishing. The big yellowness lab didn't ask permission or hesitate to jump into the river pool I was fishing in as my sister complained"I'm hot, I wish I brought my swim suit."

"You can go wading, that should cool you off, at least your legs."

Helen of Troy thought a moment then said"I want to get all wet. I'll wear my bra and scanty but you can't stare or make fun of me."

"I won't, in fact, I'll get in the urine too, in my legal brief if that's okay."She didn't answer but started unlacing her hiking iron boot. As my sister undressed to underwear, I did the Saami.

Even though I'd been in bed with my Sister twice and bedamn near dishonour her the night before I'd never seen her without dress before. Being in the final phases of puberty, her consistence was a view of subdued curvature, business firm fleshy mounds of tits and ass, she glowed with life force. She had morphed from a cute little girl to a pretty teen and at eighteen years old, pretty teen girls attracted me like fucking attraction. Helen was no dissimilar. I watched as she stepped into the water wearing just abbreviated panties and a soft full bra, and my nuts vibrated. She turned to me and asked"Are you coming ?"

"Not yet but damn near."

"Huh ?"

"Yeah, I coming"I said as I pulled off my shirt.

We splashed and played in the refreshing water, throwing the ball for screwball, laughing and bantering, just having a fun sibling episode. Neither of us was self-conscience about frolicking in our underwear, it became a dead letter as soon as we were in the body of water. After a half hr or so Helen got out of the river then went into our tent, bit later she stepped out to hang her delicate wear on a corner branch. She was nude sculpture. I stopped moving and stared at my sis, she turned and saw me looking at her, flushed pinko in the cheeks then scuttled quickly back into the collapsible shelter. My cock flared with animal interest. The dog leaped at the clod, reminding me he was still there.

That was the last broad day at the camp, we would be leaving in the morning. After dinner party mom and dad shared the last of the beer with us while they showed us tons of pictures taken on the wage hike. A little before ten that evening, they bid us good night and went to lie. Helen and I were left to gaze at the stars. We ignored each former while we tried to get signals on our smartphones but it was a run off try. In three days, we hadn't been able to connect with booster or Facebook. My sister gave up and said serious night then retreated from the Moon to the tent. Me and turnkey stayed outside, giving her time to get settled in bed. It was well into the recently hours when I finally went to unite Helen. Screw took up his position in the middle of his sleeping bag and challenged me with his eye to push him away. I didn't even try. I changed to my kip wearing then went to bed with my sister. I turned off the battery lamp before I crawled into the bag next to her so I didn't see Helen as I lay behind her. When I was on my back in the bag she shifted slightly, bent her leg at the knee which put her metrical unit on my lower leg. Her toes twitched against my mortise joint which caused a thrill to shiver up my leg. Helen turned over to face me, looped an arm over my dresser and snuggled to my side of meat. Her breasts were pressed on my shoulder joint, her legs rubbing mine. My cock exploded in length and girth, I started to panic because if she didn't move, I would bug out something she might not wish again. I reached across my body to push her away and when my hand touched her, it was bare peel I felt. My head jerked back, I squinted in the dark at her then moved my bridge player from her shoulder joint down her position. She wasn't wearing anything. Helen was naked under the cover. My heart started tripping, my brass flushed hot, my cock bobbed with each invigorate heartbeat. Just as my manus slid over her leg, she turned her look up then nuzzled my neck. Her hand moved from my chest, down my breadbasket, under the banding of my pj's then her fingers encircled my erection. She started rocking her coxa, rubbing her groin on my thigh as she managed to campaign my sleep trouser down, off my waist.

I rolled to my side to confront my sister and she pulled me closemouthed by my erection until it touched the junction of her wooden leg. The end of it slipped between the hot wet folds of her sex then I felt the head enter her. Helen held it tighter then started rolling her cover, pumping her consistency on the heavily muscle between her legs. She gasped softly, moved her hand and put it on my hip. She pulled me even closer which forced my cock deeper into her. I pushed against her making her go to her back patch pinned to me by my cock. When I was over her, she spread her legs as far apart as she could in the sleeping bag then put her coat of arms around my back and pulled me down. I was lying on her from seawall to boob, she puffed softly in my ear then began to travel with me. to a lesser extent than a minute after going to bed with Helen, we were fucking.

What we were doing was not only a fantasy come straight, but also a surprise. Helen had stripped nude then waited in the tent until I came to her. She knew that screwing would commandeer my bed and I would be forced to parcel her bag with her again. My sister got hot for me, waited, then without saying a word, invited me to suffer sex with her. I pushed up on my branch, looked down on the passably fifteen-year-old girl and smiled my delectation as I plunged down and in. My dead body slapped hers too loud so she put a bridge player between us to break what I was doing. We had to be repose, the cloth walls of the tents were not soundproof, something we learned long before. Helen put a fingerbreadth to her lips to schuss me then smiled, humped her back and I started fucking her again, only softy, quietly.

She was warm, soft, cutter and deep. We were both heating up more as my shaft slid in and out of her easily. I pushed into her as far as I could and held still as I twitched my rooster, causing her to pant and moan softly. The tranquility outburst wasn't quiet enough because just after Helen grunted, we heard our mother call out from the other collapsible shelter"Helen, are you o.k., what's wrong ?"

We froze, afraid to proceed, my erecting was lodged in her, her wooden leg crossed over mine. Helen took a breath then answered"That goddamn dog is lying on my legs, I'm trying to kvetch him back to Mason on the former sleeping bag."With that one statement Helen said two affair, she covered for the noise and hinted I was in my own bag.

Just as our mom said"okay, full dark dear"I pulled out of her sloshed pussy and erupted. I gushed cum into the sally of my sister's ass, down her target to the bag. When I was done convulsing, I lifted off her and went back to my slope.

Helen was grinning, her oculus sparkled in the dark, she whispered"You messed up my bed."

"Better than in you."

She put a deal on my impertinence and pulled my face close enough she could breathe in my ear"Yeah, maybe, but I'm not done, I hope you can get it up again."Deliverer, this was a sister I didn't know, but sure as Hades was one I was volition to learn about.

I didn't answer verbally, I reached between her legs then started rubbing her button with two fingertips. Her hot release swelled immediately, she widened the gap between her thighs and began to hump her back. I could palpate her getting gear up to culminate but didn't want her to embark on yelping so I felt around in the dark until I found a sock. I put it to her lips, she opened her back talk and I stuffed it in. second later Helen was staring at me with wide, passionate middle and a sock jammed between her teeth when she launched into the clouds on a trip of XTC. The surge of air through her nostrils was the only disturbance she made.

We couldn't talk ; I couldn't ask her why she came on to me and let me screw her but I sure as hell wasn't going to quetch. As her dresser rose and fell while she relaxed on the downside of her coming, I put a hand over the firm pitcher of her entrust breast. Helen pushed the wind sock out of her mouth with her lingua then put a deal over mine and pressed it to her breast, she put her eyes on mine then smiled. I tweaked the nipple which caused her lids to flutter. I played with my sister's tits while she slipped a hand over my pricking and began to advance another session. She and I played, felt and got hotter until my erection was what we both wanted it to be. I pushed her so she was facing away from me then she lifted her top leg, reached between hers and grabbed my erection. Helen pumped it three or four sentence then rubbed the capitulum against her slit. She loosened her grip then with just her fingertips put it where she wanted it. I slipped into my sis's legal tender wet burrow and began to roll in the hay her again, totally mute, totally lost in her hot velvet pussy.

Maybe eight or nine minutes after I started fucking her, Helen started flopping a hand around, looking for something in the dark. I paused and pulled out then whispered in her ear,"What ?"

I barely heard the answer"The sock, where is it ?"It was lying next to my head so I took it and handed it to Helen of Troy. She jammed the sock in her mouth again then arched her back, pressing her ass against my seawall. I slid my erection back into her then heard the muffled sigh as she took every inch I could pay her.

My muscles were tensing, my cock was bloated with semen, I was ready to push through. Helen of Troy's consistence was flowing in waves against me, her pussy flooded with wet rut. When I pulled out of her she pushed back on me, trying to keep me remand in her body. She felt me pulling back but put a mitt on my hips and pulled me soaked against her. She didn't want me to displume out so I breathed a warning close to her ear"I'm gon na cum."She didn't say anything, she couldn't with the sock in her backtalk, but the handwriting on my ass gripped even harder. The strength of her hold as she held me let me know I didn't have to pull out. My erection clenched then I started cumming in my sis. She must have been teetering on the edge too because when I slammed tight against her she groaned and started vibrating from legs to head. My sister came in sync with the erecting pulsation in her.

Just as she stopped shaking, we heard"Helen ?"

Helen jerked the sock out of her mouth and answered as calmly as she could"That fucking dog won't move dad."

We heard a soft chuckle"That's no reason to rely like that. Try to get some sleep."My relaxed prick slipped out of my sister's hole, followed by a wash of come. My babe turned over, put an arm over my chest and hugged me while her respiration slowed to normal.

I fucked Helen of Troy twice more that Nox and we managed to celebrate from alerting our parents to what we were doing. The dog slept carefree on my quiescence bag, my sister and I didn't get any sleep at all. Days later I overheard our father talking to our female parent,"When we go camping with the small fry again, we should take another tent or sleep men in one, char in the other."

"Why ?"she asked.

"Because I found a expectant stain in the bag James Mason slept in, he either had a wet ambition or masturbated. That's convention for an 18-year-old, but we should save a aloofness between him and Helen of Troy from now on, she doesn't need to be exposed to his nighttime activities."

I smirked, because he was one camping trip too late .