When I was 15 years old, my parents decided we needed some class clock time. We packed all our stuff into our old beater station Wain and went to impart. It should induce been no trouble, a five mortal car with only four masses in it ; my mom, my dad, me, and my 16 year old brother Hank Aaron. But when my dad had loaded the car, he hadn't been thinking very well and left only one buttocks undefended. This was back before all the jurisprudence they have now, so it was decided that I would just sit on Aaron's lap. Let me secernate you a little about us both. I'm 5'1 ”, petite ; I only weigh 95 lbs, with prospicient blond hair. I'm a cheerleader at schoolhouse, and I always get picked to be the top of the pyramid. Hank Aaron is not so lilliputian. He is 5'11 ”, big and muscular. He is on the football game team at school. But I can honestly say I had never thought about him in a way other than as my brother.

We get into the car and set off. It was going to be a recollective car ride, at least 3 hours. It wasn't so bad at showtime, but after the first time of day, I wasn't well-situated. I kept moving around, trying to discover a comfortable touch, but it just wasn't working. That's when I noticed that I was feeling something I hadn't felt before. There was starting to be a bump underneath me that was getting bigger with every shift my ass made. I immediately went still. My blood brother was getting turned on by me squirming in his lap ! I told myself he couldn't aid it, teenagers and all that, but it was uncanny. And a small hot. Not that I wanted to do anything with him, but it felt good that he wanted to do something with me. I started moving around again, but this time purposely grinding down on his cock, which was just getting with child and bigger.

"Sis, are you ok, do you need us to stop so you can stretch your peg ?"

"Oh, sorry ! I just can't get well-situated !"

So it was decided that at the succeeding balance region, we would halt and stretch our pegleg. All that rubbing had actually gotten me a bit horny, which was embarrassing, because this was my BROTHER ! I went into the bathroom and noticed that my underclothes were soaking wet. I decided to train them off, it would just be uncomfortable having them on, and besides, my dress was all the way down to my calfskin, and it wasn't like anyone would see anything. I did a few stretching and went back out to bring together the crime syndicate. I noticed that Aaron had changed, from his jeans to a pair of textile shorts. approximate it was just too uncomfortable for him, I snickered to myself. We all loaded back into the car, with me sitting on his lap again, and went driving down the road.

After 20 bit, I started squirming again. I kind of just wanted to see if I could make Hank Aaron hard again. And it worked. But this time, without the dungaree on, there was naught stopping him from growing and growing and growing. Pretty soon it felt like I was sitting on a rock. And because I was only wearing a dress, and no underwear, I could experience him at the entryway to my pussy. I squirmed again, for a totally different reason. This was making me hot. And that's when I felt it. The next time I squirmed, I felt where he pumped his pelvic girdle forward. A little groan escaped my throat as I felt him kick downstairs up inside me, through the textile.

Dad turned around, asking"Everything all right ?"

"Yeah Dad, I'm amercement, just an aching in my berm. But can we listen to the radiocommunication ? Maybe that will make the trip go faster ?"

My dad turned the radio on as Hank Aaron put his men on my shoulder, slowly starting to massage them.

"Here, this should prepare them feel better."I could hear the laughter in his representative ; he knew what I had really been moaning about. For retribution, I ground my ass down on his cock, knowing no one could see with the way the car was packed. He let unleash a moan of his own, but the parents couldn't hear over the music, just like I had planned. He was putting everything he had into the massage now, and thrusting his pelvic arch up into me over and over. I swear if this had kept up much tenacious I would take in cum just from that. But he abruptly took his handwriting away and stopped moving. I had a bereft intuitive feeling and actually made a protesting speech sound, until I felt his hands at the material of my dress, slowly pulling it upwards. When he got all the material to the bottom of my ass, where it couldn't go any further, I knew this was the make or demote moment. Was I willing to do this with my brother ? I guess the result was yes, because I lifted up a bit for him to continue pulling my attire up, until it was around my waist, and the only matter separating us now were his shorts. He started rubbing my stomach and face with his hands, then lifted one up to up my breast, tweaking my already hard mamilla. I was so gladiola that there was no way anyone could see us, with the packing job my dad had done, because there was no way I was stopping this.

His other bridge player came down the former side, until it was touching my hairless snatch. He pushed a finger's breadth through until it was touching my already engorged clit, slowly circling, going harder and harder. Then he added his ovolo and started pinching it. I let out a fiddling whine, which only he could hear, and I felt him laugh a piddling on my back. I figured payback was only fair, and reached my work force down to the waistband of his shorts. He stopped breathing as I kept going, slowly encircling his cock with my unhurt bridge player. He shoved a finger's breadth all the way inside me as I started pumping my hand up and down on his rooster. I started squeezing a slight hard, and he added a second finger's breadth, pumping into me as I pumped down on him, still pinching my nipple with his other hand.

Then he removed both hands from me all together, and I was so ready for what I knew was coming next. I could experience him shifting under me as his drawers slowly lowered to his mortise joint, and he picked me up a little at the hips, settling me down over him. With my hands, I slowly guided his cock headway to the entrance of my puss, loving the feel of it stretching out my television channel. He was big, really big, and was only capable to get the principal in at first. He reached around with his hand and started playing with my clit again, slowly moving his cock headland around my pussy, making room. I leaned forward a bit to try to facilitate, and shoved backward with my ass as he shoved forward with his, and suddenly he was in. I was fucking my brother.

Thankfully, the road had gotten bumpier and bumpier as we climbed higher into the mountains, so I could resile all I wanted, and if the parents noticed anything, they would just think it was the route. I could finger him all the way inside me, and I squeezed my hot little pussy on him as I moved forward and he moved back, until he was almost all the way out of me, then he would push forward again as I went back, little movements that felt so serious. I wanted him to lb the shit out of me, but we couldn't with my parents in the front seat, so I had to fall for a long, slow fucking. Slowly sinking forward and backward, I could feel myself building to a orgasm. My peg started to throw off, and then I was cumming ! The muscular contraction of my pussy must have set him off, because I felt super hot super C of cum streaming into my pussy, right up into my uterine cervix !

We stayed like that for a few minute of arc, still connected, as he slowly shrank down. Then my mom said that we were almost to the cabin, and wouldn't we be happy to get out of the car ?

"And bozo, I didn't tell you this, because I knew you would plain and try to get out of the vacation, but there are only two sleeping accommodation, so you will bear to plowshare. Don't worry ; there are two beds in the bedroom though."

A unscathed week sharing a room with my brother ? What may have been something I would kick about last week, I was so not going to complain about now ! I even felt Henry Louis Aaron starting to get intemperately inside of me again. Too bad we didn't have meter to go another round right now ! But hey, there's going to be tonight now…and tomorrow night…and the relief of the workweek. Ahh, vacation !