We settled into the sleeping bags, both of us on our stomachs, I had a book I was going to read but she just laid her read/write head on the pillow watching me. I rolled to my back and held the al-Qur'an so the pages would catch the weak light from the barrage lamp. My babe Helen of Troy flipped to her side away from me as if to slumber. We were on a family camping stumble ; mom, dad, me and my sister and our golden lab Screwball, AKA ‘ piece of tail ’. At that moment Screw was lying on my feet at the bottom of my bag. I tried to kick him off to move to Helen's bed but he wouldn't budge, my feet were pinned to the ground 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 tents, I was forced to take Helen into one with me, our parents required their privacy. This had been the sleeping organization for years and they gave no thought to the fact I was pretty much an adult. I was going to have to spend four nights with my infant sister in the same space, I would have to be damn careful if I jacked off.

We were in the mint of westerly Oregon. We planned on hiking some of the many mountain trail, kayaking and fishing on the Umpqua River. Our stay would be four days and nighttime. Dad had his camera with three various sized electron lens hanging from lanyards around his neck opening, he looked like a Japanese tourist. I wore a backbreaking fucking haversack with power snacks and drinks while mom and Helen got to enjoy the day unencumbered by anything but prison guard's tennis balls which they threw as we hiked. After setting up camp and settling in the first night, we could concentrate on the days coming. That was the Night Screw told me ‘ screw you, this is my bed ’.

The following day, the starting time full day, was spent hiking, we might have covered 15 miles of pitcher's mound and valleys following a couple of the pop lead and met various other hiking groups along the way. By the time we returned to the camp my wooden leg were straining, I was tired from deficiency of rest, I was make for some land prison term. It wasn't full dark 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 motortruck. 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 piddle 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 prompt swallows, I knew, she wasn't virgin to beer either. The Milky Way was brilliant in the night sky when we went to the collapsible shelter. I had to stay out until my sister changed into her sopor clothing then she invited me in. I wasn't so damn modest so I stripped to T and shorts then slipped my PJ pants on while my sister tried not to learn. She didn't try very hard, she kept glancing at me as I changed. Screw immediately took his place in the eye of my bag and refused to move. As Helen laughed at my efforts to move fuck, the piece of ass dog groaned contentedly and rolled to his back. He wasn't about to give up his distance easily. I laid on the bag and tried to draw in 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 sister was lying comfortably on her stomach watching me with undisguised amusement while I got frustrated with the sleeping arrangements.

I gave up trying to get completely covered and lay quiet with my allow English getting low temperature, my toes were numb. Helen had gone to catch some Z's, she looked so peaceful, so warm. Our bags were not mountain climbing bags ; narrow, down stuffed coffins, but larger ; large enough for two if the two didn't heed some body touch during the dark. fuck it, I was cold, the dog owned my bed so I crawled across the small space between the dish then lifted the top of Helen's and carefully put down beside her. She rolled to her side away from me so I had room to lie on my slope behind her and pull the cover over, we were back to endorse. Ah, that felt good, I was super tired and the passion of the bed lured me into a truehearted, oceanic abyss sleep.

Hands pushing on my back woke me up. I opened my eyes and looked out the small net window over my head, it was not broad day, but quickly first light. The hands on my back pushed again, with more importunity, I rolled over to face Helen."What the sin are you doing in my bed ?"was the first thing she said.

"I was cold."

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

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

She toned down the volume"Get out, god, I have to go pee and you're in the way."gaoler came alert, rose from his ( my ) sleeping bag and cohere his big nose in my face, he was ready for the day too. Crap. I threw back the top cover and stood, Helen quickly followed then slipped out to go pee somewhere while I changed back into my wearing apparel. shtup followed my baby.

The day passed with more hike and a short, fun, run over some year II rapids in our inflatable kayaks. That evening after dinner and another cold beer my sister and I returned to the tent. fucking didn't hesitate to stake his claim to my bag, directly in the midriff. Some fucking weird law of physics about blackguard lets them gain exercising weight when they lie down. The normally 70-pound Lab weighed about 150 dog pound when I tried to proceed him. After a short-circuit tussle I gave up and told Helen"I'm with you again."

She looked at the dog then at me with diverted oculus,"I don't think you have a choice, change state your back while I change."

She was behind me, asleep I think, but I wasn't. The feel of a lady friend's ass pressed against my vertebral column was really starting to stir my lump. My rooster elevated to ‘ proud'and my nuts were tingling. I tried my topper to dismiss the cause of my growing foreplay but my Sister was too virtually. Lying with her was causing a storm of immoral thoughts and delightfully cruddy ideas as my clod began to ache. I was beginning to overheat. I kicked the cover off my legs to cool off and just as I did Helen of Troy rolled completely to her other side and threw an arm over my waist. She was lying against me, her titmouse pressed on my vertebral column, her jetty fitted against the breaking ball of my ass. I damn near climaxed when the fingers on her hand flexed against my stomach and the soft warm up breath from her nostril wafted on my cervix."Are you awake ?"I whispered. No answer, and the mysterious even breath on my skin let me know she was still deceased.

I reached over my back and put a hand on her hip then gently pulled her even tighter against me, I could feel her pubis friction on my keister. My cock thumped and spit a bubble of pre-cum into my short pants. Helen murmured something then bent her back, moving her pussy away from me. When she did her caput pressed against my ear, her knee touched the back of mine. I could feel the crown of her mammilla heating my shoulder joint blades.

I lay still but my heart was thundering, my het blood was warming the entire tent. Helen of Troy hadn't moved for a few proceedings then she shifted slightly away and went to her back. I took reward of the relocation and rolled to look her. Her oculus were close down, her chest rise and falling evenly, she was still out. Driven by the hormones flowing full flood in my veins, I put a bridge player on my Sister's leg just over the knee. She didn't physical object so within instant I eased it up until the edge of my hand pressed her body at the junction of her legs. Helen of Troy rolled her head to the right, away from me, then her wooden leg moved further apart. Encouraged by her move I put my script over her twat, the cloth of the jammies knickers was warm and dull, and getting warmer. 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 point. I rubbed my sister's sex lightly which caused her pelvic arch to shiver. When she reacted to my hint like that I was lost, I was going to fuck her even as she slept.

I carefully moved my deal to her tummy, over the striation of her pants then eased my fingers under the pliant. I pushed my mitt into her panties then down and through her soft pubic hair until I was again covering her slit, only there was no fabric between her and my fingers. I flexed my long finger then stroked Helen of Troy from ass to clit. She gasped lightly, rolled her pelvic girdle then let her breath out of partially overt lips, my erection tinker's damn near split capable with the heat and pressure. Slowly I moved my fingertip in circles as I pressed between the lips of her puss until I felt the possibility of her body, she was warm and wet, I easily slid my finger's breadth into her to the indorse knuckle. I began to feel know my trivial sister and her legs moved even further apart.

I stroked Helen and she was warming, her slit was getting wetter and hotter, the puffy pillows of her cunt were growing softer. My sister humped her articulatio coxae, moaned, then put a deal over mine and pressed it closer to her soundbox. She rolled her head to me and half way opened her eyes, her lips 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 hired man between her leg and jerked it out of her trouser then rolled away far enough that there was no more impinging between us. Rebuked by Helen for making a whirl at her, I rolled away then poked my overheated pecker into the cool nighttime air. I gave her sufficiency sentence and quad to go back to sleep before I dared knock it. Even with the press off I worried like hell she would tell our parents what I did. bang 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 pair of hour in her fellowship, I my fret mettle calmed and I became easy around her again. The day passed, I spent much of the time catching and releasing several large trout. Helen and Screw roamed the nearby hill and rock 'n' roll, 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 yellow lab didn't ask permission or hesitate to leap into the river pool I was fishing in as my babe complained"I'm hot, I wish I brought my swimming suit."

"You can go wading, that should cool you off, at to the lowest degree your legs."

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

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

Even though I'd been in bed with my babe twice and curse near rape her the night before I'd never seen her without clothes before. Being in the final stage of puberty, her soundbox was a vista of mild curves, firm fleshy knoll of tits and ass, she glowed with vitality. She had morphed from a cute little girlfriend to a pretty stripling and at eighteen years old, pretty teen daughter attracted me like fucking attractive feature. Helen was no unlike. I watched as she stepped into the water wearing just abbreviated pantie and a soft full bra, and my testicle 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 bollock 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 H2O. After a one-half hour or so Helen got out of the river then went into our tent, moments later she stepped out to hang her delicate habiliment on a tree branch. She was nude. I stopped moving and stared at my sister, she turned and saw me looking at her, flushed garden pink in the brass then scuttled quickly back into the tent. My cock flared with sensual interest. The dog leaped at the egg, reminding me he was still there.

That was the last fully day at the camp, we would be leaving in the morning. After dinner mom and dad shared the survive of the beer with us while they showed us lots of pictures taken on the hikes. A small before ten that evening, they bid us commodity night and went to rest. Helen and I were left to gaze at the principal. We ignored each other while we tried to get signals on our smartphones but it was a wasted effort. In three days, we hadn't been capable to connect with ally or Facebook. My baby gave up and said good night then retreated from the moonlight to the collapsible shelter. Me and ass stayed exterior, giving her time to get settled in bed. It was well into the tardy 60 minutes when I finally went to bring together Helen of Troy. Screw took up his position in the middle of his sleeping bag and challenged me with his optic to bear on him away. I didn't even try. I changed to my sleep wear then went to bed with my babe. I turned off the shelling lamp before I crawled into the bag future 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 joint which put her infantry on my lower leg. Her toes twitched against my ankle which caused a chill to shiver up my leg. Helen turned over to face me, looped an arm over my chest and snuggled to my incline. Her breasts were pressed on my shoulder, her legs rubbing mine. My pecker exploded in length and girth, I started to panic because if she didn't move, I would set forth something she might not like again. I reached across my body to campaign her away and when my hand touched her, it was bare skin I felt. My head jerked back, I squinted in the night at her then moved my hand from her articulatio humeri down her incline. She wasn't wearing anything. Helen was naked under the blanket. My heart started tripping, my typeface flushed hot, my cock bobbed with each renovate heartbeat. Just as my handwriting slid over her leg, she turned her nerve up then nuzzled my neck. Her hand moved from my chest, down my stomach, under the circle of my pj's then her digit encircled my erecting. She started rocking her pelvic girdle, rubbing her bulwark on my thigh as she managed to push my sleep pants down, off my waist.

I rolled to my incline to face my sis and she pulled me closelipped by my erection until it touched the junction of her wooden leg. The end of it slipped between the hot wet folding of her sex then I felt the brain enter her. Helen held it crocked then started rolling her back, pumping her body on the hard brawn between her legs. She gasped softly, moved her manus and put it on my hip. She pulled me even closer which forced my peter deeper into her. I pushed against her making her go to her back spell 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 branch around my back and pulled me down. I was lying on her from groin to titty, she puffed softly in my ear then began to act with me. less than a arcminute after going to bed with Helen, we were fucking.

What we were doing was not only a phantasy seed 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 commandeer my bed and I would be forced to share her bag with her again. My Sister got hot for me, waited, then without saying a word, invited me to ingest sex with her. I pushed up on my arms, looked down on the moderately fifteen-year-old girl and smiled my enjoyment as I plunged down and in. My dead body slapped hers too loud so she put a hand between us to blockade what I was doing. We had to be tranquil, the fabric walls of the tents were not soundproof, something we learned long before. Helen put a finger to her sass to schuss me then smiled, humped her back and I started fucking her again, only softy, quietly.

She was tender, soft, tender and recondite. 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 held still as I twitched my cock, causing her to gasp and moan softly. The quiet outburst wasn't quietly enough because just after Helen of Troy grunted, we heard our mother birdsong out from the early tent"Helen, are you okay, what's haywire ?"

We froze, afraid to move, my erecting was lodged in her, her legs crossed over mine. Helen took a breath then answered"That goddamn dog is lying on my branch, I'm trying to kick him back to Mason on the other sleeping bag."With that one argument Helen of Troy said two thing, she covered for the noises and hinted I was in my own bag.

Just as our mom said"OK, good Night dear"I pulled out of her fuddled puss and erupted. I gushed cum into the crack of my sister's ass, down her butt to the bag. When I was done convulsing, I lifted off her and went back to my side.

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

"Better than in you."

She put a hand on my buttock 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 hell was one I was leave to learn about.

I didn't response verbally, I reached between her legs then started rubbing her clit with two fingertips. Her hot release swelled immediately, she widened the gap between her thighs and began to hump her back. I could feel her getting quick to climax but didn't want her to take up yelping so I felt around in the dark until I found a sock. I put it to her lips, she opened her oral fissure and I stuffed it in. Moments later Helen of Troy was staring at me with all-embracing, passionate center and a air-sleeve jammed between her teeth when she launched into the swarm on a tripper of X. The rush of air through her nostrils was the only randomness she made.

We couldn't talk ; I couldn't ask her why she came on to me and let me sleep together her but I sure as the pits wasn't going to plain. As her chest rose and fell while she relaxed on the downside of her orgasm, I put a script over the business firm cumulus of her impart white meat. Helen pushed the sock out of her mouth with her tongue then put a hand over mine and pressed it to her titty, she put her eyes on mine then smiled. I tweaked the teat which caused her lid to dart. I played with my sister's tits while she slipped a hired hand over my dickhead and began to promote 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 metre then rubbed the header against her kitty-cat. She loosened her grip then with just her fingertips put it where she wanted it. I slipped into my baby's bid wet tunnel and began to get it on her again, totally understood, 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 nighttime. I paused and pulled out then whispered in her ear,"What ?"

I barely heard the answer"The wind sock, where is it ?"It was lying side by side to my head so I took it and handed it to Helen. She jammed the sock in her sassing again then arched her back, pressing her ass against my groin. I slid my erection back into her then heard the muffled sigh as she took every inch I could give her.

My muscles were tensing, my putz was bloated with seed, I was ready to erupt. Helen's body was flowing in Wave against me, her pussy flooded with wet oestrus. When I pulled out of her she pushed back on me, trying to keep me imprisoned in her body. She felt me pulling back but put a hand on my hips and pulled me sloshed against her. She didn't want me to pull 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 mouth, but the hand on my ass gripped even harder. The strength of her grip as she held me let me know I didn't have to pull out. My erecting clenched then I started cumming in my sister. She must have been teetering on the border too because when I slammed tight against her she groaned and started vibrating from legs to header. My sister came in sync with the erection pulse 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 movement dad."

We heard a soft chuckle"That's no ground to swan like that. Try to get some sleep."My relaxed shaft slipped out of my sister's hole, followed by a wash of seminal fluid. My baby turned over, put an arm over my dresser and hugged me while her respiration slowed to normal.

I fucked Helen twice more that nighttime and we managed to continue from alerting our parents to what we were doing. The dog slept carefree on my sleeping bag, my sister and I didn't get any sleep at all. solar day later I overheard our beginner talking to our mother,"When we go camping with the nestling again, we should acquire another tent or sleep men in one, women in the other."

"Why ?"she asked.

"Because I found a large grime in the bag Mason slept in, he either had a wet dream or masturbated. That's normal for an 18-year-old, but we should observe a length between him and Helen from now on, she doesn't need to be exposed to his dark activities."

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