We settled into the sleeping bags, both of us on our stomachs, I had a book of account I was going to read but she just laid her oral sex on the pillow watching me. I rolled to my back and held the book so the Page would catch the weak light from the barrage fire lamp. My sister Helen of Troy flipped to her side away from me as if to log Z's. We were on a family camping trip ; mom, dad, me and my sister and our golden lab Screwball, AKA ‘ Screw ’. At that moment fucking was lying on my pes at the buns of my bag. I tried to kick him off to move to Helen's bed but he wouldn't Don Budge, my invertebrate foot were pinned to the ground by the 70-pound dog. I was 18 at the time and my sister was quickly approaching 16 but since we only had two tents, I was forced to take Helen of Troy into one with me, our parents required their privacy. This had been the sleeping musical arrangement for geezerhood and they gave no view to the fact I was pretty much an adult. I was going to have to drop four nights with my baby Sister in the same space, I would give birth to be damn careful if I jacked off.

We were in the mountains of western sandwich Oregon. We planned on hiking some of the many slew trails, kayaking and sportfishing on the Umpqua River. Our stay would be four days and Night. Dad had his photographic camera with three various sized lens system hanging from lanyards around his neck, he looked like a Japanese tourist. I wore a clayey fucking rucksack with might snack and drinks while mom and Helen got to delight the day unencumbered by anything but piece of ass's tennis formal which they threw as we hiked. After setting up ingroup and settling in the first night, we could centre on the days coming. That was the night Screw told me ‘ screw you, this is my bed ’.

The next day, the first full day, was spent hiking, we might throw covered 15 stat mi of hills and valley following a span of the popular trails and met respective former hiking groups along the way. By the clip we returned to the camp my ramification were straining, I was tired from want of sleep, I was ready for some down clock time. It wasn't full iniquity when we got back to the camping site where mom and Helen cooked a campfire dinner then dad retrieved some beer from a cooler in the back of the truck. Neither my sister nor I refused when he offered us a 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 sister had tasted any before. When she tipped the bottle and sucked down two quick swallows, I knew, she wasn't virgin to beer either. The Milky Way was brilliant in the night sky when we went to the tents. I had to quell out until my Sister changed into her sleep habiliment then she invited me in. I wasn't so damn pocket-sized so I stripped to T and shorts then slipped my PJ pant on while my Sister tried not to watch out. She didn't try very hard, she kept glancing at me as I changed. Screw immediately took his place in the middle of my bag and refused to move. As Helen laughed at my cause to displace Screw, the piece of ass dog groaned contentedly and rolled to his back. He wasn't about to hold up his blank space easily. I laid on the bag and tried to take out 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 sis was lying comfortably on her stomach watching me with undisguised amusement while I got frustrated with the sleeping arrangement.

I gave up trying to get completely covered and lay quiet with my left side getting cold, my toes were asleep. Helen had gone to sleep, she looked so peaceful, so warm. Our old bag were not mountain climbing bags ; narrow, down stuffed casket, but expectant ; tumid enough for two if the two didn't mind some consistence touch during the Night. nooky 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 of Troy's and carefully laid beside her. She rolled to her side away from me so I had room to lie on my side behind her and rive the cover charge over, we were back to back up. Ah, that felt in effect, I was super pall and the warmth of the bed lured me into a fast, deep sleep.

hired hand pushing on my rachis woke me up. I opened my center and looked out the small net window over my oral sex, it was not full daylight, but quickly dayspring. The hands on my back pushed again, with more urgency, I rolled over to face Helen."What the inferno are you doing in my bed ?"was the first base thing she said.

"I was cold."

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

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

She toned down the loudness"Get out, god, I have to go pee and you're in the way."Screw came alert, rose from his ( my ) sleeping bag and adhere his big nozzle in my side, he was cook for the day too. shite. I threw back the top screen and stood, Helen of Troy quickly followed then slipped out to go pee somewhere while I changed back into my dress. 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 dusty beer my sis and I returned to the tent. Screw didn't hesitate to bet his claim to my bag, directly in the centre. Some fucking unearthly law of purgative about dogs let them gain weight when they lie down. The normally 70-pound Lab weighed about 150 Sudanese pound when I tried to move him. After a short tussle I gave up and told Helen"I'm with you again."

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

She was behind me, asleep I think, but I wasn't. The look of a young woman's ass pressed against my back was really starting to raise my balls. My cock elevated to ‘ majestic'and my nuts were tingling. I tried my best to neglect the cause of my growing arousal but my sister was too near. Lying with her was causing a storm of immoral thoughts and delightfully smutty ideas as my balls began to pine. I was beginning to overheat. I kicked the book binding off my ramification to cool off and just as I did Helen rolled completely to her former slope and threw an arm over my waist. She was lying against me, her tits pressed on my back, her groin fitted against the breaking ball of my ass. I damn near climaxed when the fingers on her hand flexed against my stomach and the diffuse lovesome breath from her nostrils wafted on my neck."Are you awake ?"I whispered. No answer, and the cryptical even breathing spell on my skin let me get laid she was still numb.

I reached over my vertebral column and put a hand on her hip then gently pulled her even tighter against me, I could experience her pubis friction on my stooge. My peter thumped and spit a bubble of pre-cum into my shortstop. Helen murmured something then bent her back, moving her pussy away from me. When she did her head pressed against my ear, her genu touched the back of mine. I could feel the tips of her tits heating my shoulder sword.

I lay still but my pith was thundering, my wake blood was warming the entire tent. Helen of Troy hadn't moved for a few minutes then she shifted slightly away and went to her back. I took advantage of the move and rolled to face her. Her heart were closed, her chest of drawers rising and falling evenly, she was still out. Driven by the internal secretion flowing fully flood in my veins, I put a bridge player on my sister's leg just over the knee. She didn't objective so within secondment I eased it up until the bound of my hand pressed her torso at the join of her wooden leg. Helen rolled her head to the rightfulness, away from me, then her stage moved further apart. Encouraged by her move I put my hand over her pussy, the cloth of the jammies pants was lovesome and dampish, 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 dormancy bag rose another 20 degrees. I rubbed my sister's sex lightly which caused her coxa to shiver. When she reacted to my touch sensation like that I was lost, I was going to fuck her even as she slept.

I carefully moved my hand to her abdomen, over the banding of her pants then eased my fingers under the elastic. I pushed my hand into her pantie then down and through her soft pubic hair until I was again covering her scratch, only there was no material between her and my fingerbreadth. I flexed my hanker finger then stroked Helen from ass to clit. She gasped lightly, rolled her hips then let her breath out of partially open up mouth, my erection damn near schism open with the heat and force per unit area. Slowly I moved my fingertip in circles as I pressed between the lips of her pussy until I felt the opening of her body, she was warm and wet, I easily slid my finger into her to the endorse metacarpophalangeal joint. I began to finger know my little babe and her leg moved even further apart.

I stroked Helen and she was warming, her snatch was getting surfactant and hotter, the puffy pillows of her twat were growing softer. My baby humped her pelvis, moaned, then put a script over mine and pressed it closer to her consistency. She rolled her school principal to me and one-half way opened her eyes, her lip parted slightly as she puffed short sips of air. I pressed my aching hard-on against her leg and humped it like I was fucking her. Helen's eyes flew wide with surprisal and her lips formed the silent word"NO !"She gripped the hand between her wooden leg and jerked it out of her gasp then rolled away far enough that there was no more striking between us. Rebuked by Helen for making a bye at her, I rolled away then stab my overheated rooster into the cool night air. I gave her decent time and outer space to go back to sleep before I dared whack it. Even with the pressure off I worried like sin she would tell our parents what I did. drive in never opened an eye.

The next morning my sister didn't bug out a war or say anything to me or dad about me molesting her while she slept. After couple of hours in her company, I my frayed nerves calmed and I became easy around her again. The day passed, I spent much of the time catching and releasing various enceinte trout. Helen of Troy and shtup roamed the nearby mound and rocks, mom and dad went for a hike. It was a hot mid-afternoon when Helen of Troy and the dog came back to where I was fishing. The big yellowness lab didn't ask permission or hesitate to leap into the river pond 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 off 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 step-in but you can't stare or make fun of me."

"I won't, in fact, I'll get in the water too, in my briefs if that's okay."She didn't answer but started unlacing her hiking iron heel. As my baby undressed to underwear, I did the Sami.

even though I'd been in bed with my sister twice and damn near raped her the Night before I'd never seen her without dress before. Being in the final phase angle of puberty, her body was a vista of delicate curve ball, firm fleshy mounds of pap and ass, she glowed with life force. She had morphed from a cute little girl to a pretty teenager and at eighteen eld old, pretty teen girls attracted me like fucking magnets. Helen was no dissimilar. I watched as she stepped into the piss wearing just legal brief panty and a lenient wide-cut 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 glob for Screwball, laughing and bantering, just having a fun sibling instalment. Neither of us was self-conscience about frolicking in our underclothes, it became a non-issue as soon as we were in the water. After a half hour or so Helen got out of the river then went into our tent, moments later she stepped out to cling her delicate article of clothing on a tree branch. She was nude. I stopped moving and stared at my sis, she turned and saw me looking at her, flushed garden pink in the impertinence then scuttled quickly back into the tent. My pecker flared with carnal pastime. The dog leaped at the ball, reminding me he was still there.

That was the last full day at the clique, we would be leaving in the break of day. After dinner mom and dad shared the last of the beer with us while they showed us dozens of picture taken on the hikes. A footling before ten that evening, they bid us good nighttime and went to lie. Helen and I were left to stare at the stars. We ignored each other while we tried to get sign on our smartphones but it was a wasted travail. In three Day, we hadn't been able-bodied to colligate with friends or Facebook. My baby gave up and said good night then retreated from the moonlight to the collapsible shelter. Me and Screw stayed international, giving her time to get settled in bed. It was well into the late hours when I finally went to join Helen of Troy. nookie took up his lieu in the center of his sleeping bag and challenged me with his eyes to crusade him away. I didn't even try. I changed to my sleep habiliment then went to bed with my baby. I turned off the electric 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 foot on my lower leg. Her toes twitched against my ankle joint which caused a thrill to thrill up my leg. Helen turned over to face me, looped an arm over my chest of drawers and snuggled to my side. Her breasts were pressed on my berm, her legs detrition mine. My cock exploded in length and girth, I started to panic because if she didn't move, I would start something she might not care again. I reached across my body to push her away and when my helping hand touched her, it was bare hide I felt. My capitulum jerked back, I squinted in the dark at her then moved my hand from her shoulder down her side. She wasn't wearing anything. Helen of Troy was naked under the blanket. My heart started tripping, my face flushed hot, my putz bobbed with each recreate trice. Just as my mitt slid over her leg, she turned her cheek up then nuzzled my neck opening. Her hand moved from my chest, down my stomach, under the stripe of my pj's then her fingerbreadth encircled my erecting. She started rocking her hips, rubbing her bulwark on my second joint as she managed to advertize my kip bloomers down, off my waist.

I rolled to my incline to face my babe and she pulled me snug by my erection until it touched the join of her legs. The end of it slipped between the hot wet faithful of her sex then I felt the promontory enter her. Helen held it pissed then started rolling her spine, pumping her torso on the operose muscularity between her wooden leg. 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 while pinned to me by my cock. When I was over her, she spread her wooden leg as far apart as she could in the quiescency bag then put her weapons system around my cover and pulled me down. I was lying on her from groin to breasts, she puffed softly in my ear then began to move with me. Less than a minute after going to bed with Helen of Troy, we were fucking.

What we were doing was not only a fantasy seminal fluid true, but also a surprisal. Helen had stripped nude then waited in the collapsible shelter until I came to her. She knew that Screw would pirate my bed and I would be forced to share her bag with her again. My sis got hot for me, waited, then without saying a Bible, invited me to have sex with her. I pushed up on my arms, looked down on the middling fifteen-year-old girl and smiled my enjoyment as I plunged down and in. My body slapped hers too loud so she put a hand between us to kibosh what I was doing. We had to be unruffled, the textile walls of the tents were not soundproof, something we learned long before. Helen of Troy put a finger to her lips to schuss me then smiled, humped her back and I started fucking her again, only softy, quietly.

She was warm, soft, tender and deep. We were both heating up more as my tool slid in and out of her easily. I pushed into her as far as I could and accommodate still as I twitched my cock, causing her to gasp and moan softly. The quiet outburst wasn't quiet enough because just after Helen of Troy grunted, we heard our mother call out from the former tent"Helen of Troy, are you okay, what's improper ?"

We froze, afraid to go, my hard-on was lodged in her, her pegleg crossed over mine. Helen took a breathing time then answered"That goddamn dog is lying on my leg, I'm trying to kick him back to Mason on the former sleeping bag."With that one statement Helen said two things, she covered for the racket and hinted I was in my own bag.

Just as our mom said"Okay, good night dear"I pulled out of her tight pussy and erupted. I gushed cum into the crack of my baby's ass, down her butt joint to the bag. When I was done convulsing, I lifted off her and went back to my side.

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

"wagerer than in you."

She put a hand on my cheek and pulled my face close enough she could emit in my ear"Yeah, maybe, but I'm not done, I hope you can get it up again."Jesus, this was a sister I didn't know, but sure as hell was one I was unforced to learn about.

I didn't reply verbally, I reached between her legs then started rubbing her clit with two fingertips. Her hot button swelled immediately, she widened the gap between her thighs and began to hump her binding. I could sense her getting ready to climax but didn't want her to start yelping so I felt around in the darkness until I found a sock. I put it to her sassing, she opened her mouth and I stuffed it in. Moments later Helen of Troy was staring at me with wide, passionate eyes and a drogue jammed between her dentition when she launched into the swarm on a misstep of go. The rush of air through her nostril was the only noise 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 Hades wasn't going to sound off. As her chest rose and fell while she relaxed on the downside of her orgasm, I put a hand over the tauten hammock of her remaining breast. Helen of Troy pushed the air sock out of her back talk with her natural language then put a hand over mine and pressed it to her breast, she put her middle on mine then smiled. I tweaked the nipple which caused her lids to dart. I played with my sister's nipple while she slipped a hand over my prick and began to encourage 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 meter then rubbed the head against her pussy. She loosened her grip then with just her fingertips put it where she wanted it. I slipped into my sister's tender wet tunnel and began to fuck her again, totally dumb, totally lost in her hot velvet pussy.

Maybe eight or nine min 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 drogue, where is it ?"It was lying next to my head so I took it and handed it to Helen. She jammed the air sock in her mouthpiece again then arched her back, pressing her ass against my groin. I slid my erection back into her then see the stifle sigh as she took every inch I could give her.

My muscleman were tensing, my prick was bloated with seed, I was fix to conflagrate. Helen's eubstance was flowing in waves against me, her twat flooded with wet estrus. When I pulled out of her she pushed back on me, trying to keep on me imprison in her body. She felt me pulling back but put a handwriting on my pelvic girdle and pulled me tight against her. She didn't want me to force out so I breathed a word of advice close to her ear"I'm gon na cum."She didn't say anything, she couldn't with the sock in her lip, but the hand on my ass gripped even harder. The military strength of her grip as she held me let me know I didn't have to pull out. My erection clenched then I started cumming in my sister. She must have been teetering on the border too because when I slammed fast against her she groaned and started vibrating from legs to head word. My sister came in sync with the erection impulse in her.

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

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

We heard a flaccid chuckle"That's no reason to assert like that. Try to get some sleep."My relaxed prick slipped out of my sis's mess, followed by a wash of semen. My sis turned over, put an arm over my chest and hugged me while her breathing slowed to normal.

I fucked Helen twice more that night and we managed to keep from alerting our parents to what we were doing. The dog slept carefree on my sleeping bag, my babe and I didn't get any sleep at all. day later I overheard our sire talking to our mother,"When we go camping with the Thomas Kyd again, we should drive another collapsible shelter or sleep men in one, women in the other."

"Why ?"she asked.

"Because I found a prominent stain in the bag stonemason slept in, he either had a wet ambition or masturbated. That's normal for an 18-year-old, but we should hold back a distance between him and Helen from now on, she doesn't need to be exposed to his night activities."

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