It was hot. I was driving across the desert from New Mexico to Calif. along some of the longest loneliest road in the Southwest. Every time of day or so we would see warning sign of the zodiac, “ No water or gas for the next 50 miles. ” I had been sent on a rescue missionary work by my female parent from our home in Calif. to pick up my stranded babe Birdie in Alamogordo. She had run off with her boyfriend three months earlier but he dumped her in the midriff of Lone-Star State with no money or way to get home. She managed to get part way home then swallowed her pridefulness and called for supporter.

“ Why couldn't you have brought a nooky car that had good air conditioning ? ” my sister complained.

“ You know damn well why, I wasn't about to rent a opulence Cadillac just to haul your speechless ass around the desert. ” I was a trivial annoyed myself because as mightily as the AC in my car strained, it wasn't keeping the blistering August heat at bay. I was as irritable as my sister.

We rolled over the crest of a large hill and the stallion western sky was dark with storm clouds. We were headed directly into a summer desert tempest. I welcomed the sight as it meant for a while the rain and swarm would deoxidize the rut. I also knew that if it rained and stormed violently enough we would have to be wary of flash flooding. I drove headlong into the driving rainfall and crashes of lightning.

As far as desert storms go this one lasted a long time, twenty bit under the raging sky convinced me to draw out off the route to high ground and wait it out. I stopped at a turnout that offered a view of an arroyo and the George Sand hills behind it. Birdie and I got out of the car and enjoyed the soaking rain and watched the gully fill rapidly with cascading muddy water. As we watched the torrent birdie banged me on the back and yelled “ Look at that ! ” I twisted my head word just in meter to see the minuscule route bridge over the gully warp and crack then the far end fell into the flood. In second gear it was torn in half and if my car had been on it my sister and I would be trying to float.

Two things flashed through my intellect, I was happy I stopped when I did and it was going to be a long crusade to detour around the fallen bridge. Birdie was caught up by the raw persuasiveness of the storm, awestruck and excited by the personnel of the tempest and water but also skittish. She squeezed close to me then clutched my arm tight while the world went nuts around us. In her eighteen and a half years she had never been this close the let loose force of nature.

The clouds and rain moved east leaving us alone on the immense water-logged desert. The flash flood was rapidly flushing toward the gulf of Mexico and in a half an hr all that was left were enceinte pools of cloudy piss in the caisson disease of the arroyo. The bridgework had been the only way across the gap to the next town which was 20 knot further. I checked my gas gauge and saw that I didn't have plenty to push to the town behind us. After a few aborted attempts to get a cell signal I threw my phone into the back seat in disgust and declared “ squat ! We can't hybridization here, I don't have enough gas to go back, and the piece of tail phone is useless. ”

She looked around the desert then at me “ Maybe we should wait here. soul will be coming along this road and we can warn them about the bridge and get help. ” I thought it over, she was right. If nothing else the State Department would be sending inspector to chequer all the bridge deck. If we sat there, those examiner would determine us.

We sucked down a bottle of water and settled in to look. For a spell I ran the engine so we could use the worthless AC but the fuel needle wasn't very encouraging so I shut down the car. In seconds the heating and humidity climbed into three digits. bird and I got out of the car and managed to find some refinement at the bottom of the gully. Since the rainfall had moved on we weren't worried about more flooding so we relaxed as much as possible. Gradually the sun dropped low to the Occident and the sky turned to reds and oranges. My sister retrieved two dish of chips and another bottle of water system which was the entire menu for our dinner. As the sky filled with bright stand-in hotshot, I told my Sister “ cypher will be coming by here tonight. Inspectors can't see in the shadow and anybody else on this route would be as lost as we are. ”

“ We aren't lost, we're stuck. ” Birdie reminded me.

“ Yeah, but anybody else stupid enough to be out here tonight would be lost or mortal we don't want to fill. I guess we'll have to log Z's in the car. ”

“ I have to go pee ” my sister announced and slipped into the shadow away from me.

Teasingly I said, “ lookout out for snakes or tarantulas. ”

In seconds she was back, oculus wide with insecurity “ Snakes ? ”

“ Yeah, that alluvion had to possess washed away some Snake River lair, them critters will be slithering around looking for a hole to cringe into. If you drop your pants, that's two holes a snake might retrieve inviting. ”

“ Goddammit you cocksucker, why did you have to say that ! ? ” She darted her eyes left and right then sat back down future to me. “ Sonofabitch motherfucking asshole ” she muttered as she peered into the languish twilight.

After about five minutes of soundless pouting my sis turned toward me “ You keep a look out, I really have to pee. ” She stood future to me then opened and dropped her summer shorts and pantie to her human knee then squatted down and let loose a fast backbreaking stream of water. To say I was surprised would be an understatement. I watched her squatting next to me, a minor outpouring of yellow-bellied fluid causing a crease in the moxie ; her eyes were closed and lines of relief showed on her brow.

When she was done she stood to pull up her clothing but I stopped her with “ What the hell is that, a tattoo ? ”

She looked down at the inked picture of Tinkerbelle just below and to the right of her bellybutton. “ Yeah, and I have dick Pan right here. ” She turned to show me her ass where a tthree in Peter was standing on the small of her back, his animal foot resting on the rising of her left arse nerve. Not only was I eyeballing the two tattoos, I was also scanning her bared consistence. She had a stubble of pubic hair which couldn't hide the go between her legs. I'd never paid much tending to her before but my sister's body between the bottom of the shirt and the shorts on her ankle joint had a very likable shape and form.

“ You look like you need a shave ” I told her.

“ Yeah, I do, it's beginning to itch but I'm not going too, I did that for Stan but he's gone so I'm going back to natural. ” Birdie didn't seem at all embarrassed to let me reckon her over while we discussed her tats and grooming but she bent over, pulled up her underdrawers and returned to the rock beside me.

Because there was nothing else to do my sister and I talked. In the past few old age she and I hadn't been very close, she being 5 years younger, so we talked about who we are, our lives, our belief and stuff like that. I asked her why she had run off with a 34 year old guy and she explained that as soon as she finished in high spirits schooling, mom was ragging on her to get a job or get out so she got out. She met this wanderer at party and decided to tramp with him. All was well for three month then he met another girl and suggested a trio. birdie refused so he left with his new girlfriend, leaving her in a shabby trivial motel in a moth-eaten little Texas town. She managed to mouth somebody into giving her a bicycle so she tried to ride from Texas to home but the bike was take a crap and fell apart under her. “ I got so fucking concentrated up I had two choices, either gift blow-jobs for $ 10 or phone mom. I'm not so lost yet that I will fellate cheap cock so I called and here you are. ”

“ Yeah, here I am, stuck in the middle of the biggest sand pit in America, sweating my ass off. ” The sun had gone down but the humidity from the rain was still thick.

“ I'm sweaty too ; you think we could get in that pool over there ? ” Birdie was pointing at one of the bigger mud holes in the waddy.

“ Not there but I bet there are a couple of rock washstand around, you know, big shallow kettle of fish in the rock-and-roll that catch water when it rains. They would be clearer, not as muddy. Go up there and look around those rocks, I'll suss out over there. ”

I kept an eye on shuttle as she scrambled to the top of the rock pile. Her legs and butt muscular tissue were working, flexing and enticing as she climbed the little Alfred Hawthorne. I caught a coup d'oeil of St. Peter Pan when her shirt pulled up, baring her backbone. Once she made the top of the James Jerome Hill I went to the other. I found what I was looking for, runoff from the rain had filled a with child rock drainage area ; the slightly cloudy pocket billiards was well over 12 inches deep and maybe 6 feet across. It was big and inviting so I yelled at my sister that I'd found the perfect billet.

I was pulling off my pants when she got there then I stepped into the pool wearing my boxers. bird didn't hesitate, she pulled her shirt over her read/write head, dropped her short pants and panties then waded into the H2O and sat down naked. She looked up at me “ That's dolt, your underwear will get wet. ” Since I hadn't sat down yet my boxershorts were still dry so I stepped out and pulled them off. What the Hell, if she wanted to skinny dip that was okay with me, she had a nice tight body and I was enjoying the view even if she was my sister.

Birdie looked me up and down, checking me out as I stepped back into the pool and sat facing her. She slapped the control surface of the petty pool, splashing body of water in my aspect. In s I had her wrapped up in my arms and drug her under the surface. The urine was cooling, refreshing and energizing. When I let go of her we laughed and splashed a little more then eased back and started talking again. I didn't let on but that brief subaqueous tussle had an effect on my bastard. It filled about half way so I sat away from her ; not letting her see what was going on in my lap.

We started talking about her walkaway experiences again. She told me where they had gone, what they had done and about the week it took her to drive from Lone-Star State to where she ran out of money.

“ Do you escape any of that ? ” I wanted to know.

“ What I miss is him. He was a womanizing bastard, I know he fucked at least two former lady friend while I sat in a room waiting for him but he was a good fucking stud. I would have stayed with him longer because of the great sex but I couldn't do a threesome. ”

“ What did he do that was so fucking awing ? distinguish me some secrets that I can use on my girlfriends. ”

Birdie laid back, her principal on a rock pillow, her dead body half floating in the shallow pocket billiards, her titty were partially submerged in the clear piss, she spread her legs to steady herself, looked up into the night and began “ He had a god gifted tongue. ” She rolled her forefront to me “ Did you ever see pictures of Gene Simmons'tongue ? ”

“ The guy from KISS yeah, women must love him. ”

bird looked into the wickedness and told me how her swain could wrap the end of his tongue around her nipples and how deep into her trunk he could fathom with it. “ The best section was when he would lick me from ass to clit then get me off with just the tip of his clapper. God he could propel it so fast ! He could tickle my derriere maw then my clit and never move his head then he would fuck me with his backtalk. I could get off before he really poked me. ”

“ What all did you blackguard do ? ”

“ Besides straight fucking ? Oh, cum swallowing oral, ass licking, fisting, tit and butt fucks, and a thousand different place. Once he stuck his prick in me he was a little quick but by the time he emptied his bollock I'd already had one or two coming. I liked fucking him, hell, I liked everything we did. ”

My prick was becoming an hard-on as I envisioned my young sister getting twisted, turned and hammered. That her nude body was beginning to beam from the rising moon only encouraged my libido. The idea of incest had never before enroll my mind but she was looking and talking like a girlfriend I wanted to try.

Just as she finished her narration we heard a car coming up the road. I shifted around in the pool and peered over edge of the rock and looked across the 40 railyard to where my ride was parked. shuttle rolled over beside me, looking down the hill “ I almost can't see the car, it's too dark. ” she mumbled.

“ Shhh, let’s see what's going on, if they look okay we'll go down there. ”

A big 4 wheel private road pickup truck rolled up behind my car, it's eminent beams flooded the inside of my Honda. A couple of seconds later a tall fat guy climbed from the device driver’s side and walked to my car. A second man, fatter than the number one wood came around the straw man of the truck carrying a rifle and a beer then started talking to the first. I didn't hear what they were saying but I felt birdie go tense beside me while the two scanned the expanse. I knew without asking that we wouldn't be marching up to them and asking for a ride to Ithiel Town.

The driver pulled a flashlight out of his sack and the two walked to the bridge then looked up and down the gully. They looked at our footprint in the still wet sand, then went further up and down the moxie bar looking for us. After a couple of minute they gave up and returned to my car where the driver plunked his fat ass on the hood and pulled out a cigarette. They looked like they were going to be around a spell so I rolled to my side “ We might be here for the night, want to get out of the water ? ”

shuttle whispered back “ Not yet, I'm going to stay here and watch those gangsters. ” She looked at me sharply, “ You don't leave me ! ”

“ My act to pee, I'll be right field back. ” I knew the men couldn't see us so I got out of the pool and sprayed my initials on a rock, when I was done I went back to my sister. She was lying aspect down, chin resting on folded arms, legs spread wide of the mark, balanced in the water supply. As I came up behind her my hammer sniffed the air and smelled the open up pussy just in front of it and swelled up hard.

I didn't go back to her side, I didn't sit behind her and stare at her very shapely nudity, I eased to my knees between her open legs then put my hands on either face of her chief. No part of me was touching her but my erection was just a fraction of an column inch above Peter Pan. shuttlecock twisted her headland, looked into my eyes then pushed her ass up until my cock was lodged firmly in the wisecrack of her nerve. I pulled my pelvic arch back, let my hard-on fall between her peg then pushed gently into her. Birdie rocked her hips to aid me slide in then laid her capitulum back on her arms as I started fucking her.

Maybe I don't have a super talented tongue but I am blessed with stamina. I can leave a good hot woman a couple of climaxes before losing my load then in scant order be cook to have intercourse her again. I've had more than one girlfriend thrust me off because she was completely worn out. We weren't on a bed, my sister was lying boldness down on a rock so I didn't hammer her backbreaking, I slow fucked her while we waited for the two guys to finish their watch. At first Birdie was restrained, still, but the longsighted I slid in and out of her pussy, the more active voice she got. After a few minutes she quit watching the men and closed her heart, focusing on the military action between her thighs. Her face became more animated, mouth and mouth moving sensuously, eyebrows arching and bending as the feeling caused by my erection inside her got her hotter, turned her on. She was beginning to catch one's breath through her lip, the charge of air into her lungs in sync with the tool sliding in and out of her.

I'd never made a pass at my little sister before but what we were doing felt as normal and natural as any early charwoman I'd been with. Maybe it was the isolation in the desert, maybe it was the peril we felt from the two men waiting for us, or maybe we just got horny at the right moment, but whatever the grounds, I was thoroughly enjoying fucking birdie. As I felt the tenseness in my musket ball building I whispered in her ear “ Can you take it ? ”

She opened her heart, rolled her head toward me “ I'm safe. ” Her permission triggered my discharge and hot jets of clump juice surged deep into her. Birdie rocked her hips, meeting my frantic driving force ; my inguen slapped her ass swiftly as I climaxed. I pulled my steady muscle out of her cunt then watched my discharge drip from her body into the consortium. I moved from between her legs and laid on my venter adjacent to her “ If we do that again, you have to kiss me ” were her first words.

Just as I was forming an answer the two guys at the car gave up their watch and returned to the motortruck. In just a few instant they had turned around and retreated as quickly diminishing taillights. My sister sat up on the rock next to the crystallize water pool then snarled at me “ You unbelievable love child, you took fucking advantage of me ! How could you do something like that to your own sweet destitute Sister ? ”

I was surprised at her reaction “ Hey, you could have just closed your legs and told me to jerk off or something. ”

bird smiled big enough to light up up the darkness sky, destroying the mock anger “ I'll bet your bollock are glad I didn't. ”

Reassured that she didn't hate me I looked down on our car. “ You want to go down. ”

My sister gave me another big smile “ Yeah, I'll go down, but not to the car. ” She pushed me to my back, lifted my shaft then leaned over and started mouthing the end of it. She rolled her eye to me and said around the end of my resurging hard-on, “ When this it big enough, I you have to fuck me again. ” Birdie put a lip curl on my incision and sucked me into another monolithic erecting. She held the shaft in attendant fingers while teasing the head of it with her natural language. Her former hand migrated over my thigh to cradle my bollock while she worked me up for another round of sex. When I was long and slurred enough for her pleasure, she abandoned me only to straddle my body, easing her steaming hot cunt down on her desire. I watched Tinkerbelle dancing in the moonlight while Birdie's stomach rolled and flexed as she rocked on my lap.

I reached for my sister's titmouse and molded my hands around them, her nipples stiffened in perceptiveness. shuttlecock leaned down, her face finale decent I could feel her breather on my buttock. “ Kiss me ” she urged then put her lips on mine. We necked enthusiastically while our organic structure melded, becoming one sexual creature as the heating plant of our lovemaking bonded us. glossa danced, lips glued, rosehip flexed and bumped. We fucked each other with the urgency of newlywed until she bolted upright on her ass and began to wail into the dark air. She rolled her pelvic arch rapidly, sliding on my hammer then began to throb as the coming shattered her control. She put her hands on my shoulder and stared into my heart as her body convulsed. I humped my ass and let go the forces of my balls into her again as she bounced over me.

The fucking John Rock was hard on my back. I didn't notice it while my sister sucked and screwed me but now that we were trying to relax, I couldn't. Birdie and I got out of the pocket billiards to air dry but we didn't talk about what we had just done. It was as if it didn't happen, we talked about getting some eternal sleep then finally decided it would be alright to go back to the car and crash.

We were naked, carrying our clothes as I followed her down the path and the cut of her hip joint, the slight bonce of her ass energized me again. When we got to the car birdie opened the room access to get in but I said to her “ lay over the seat young lady, I've got something for you. ” She took a long hearty look at my erection, smiled with delight then knack over the seat, her feet on the ground. She was still slick from my expelling so I pushed my toilsome brawn into her twat easily then my sister and began to counterfeit an even stronger sibling bond. I held her articulatio coxae and slammed through the dense pouty lips of her cunt until she cried out with three successively stronger orgasms. She was collapsed to the seat of the car, totally relaxed when I fired my tierce rung into the mysterious, hot cunt. After fifteen mo of rest and recuperation, we got dressed then sat back in the car. It didn't train me long to precipitate asleep, my satisfied nuts lulled me to dreamland.

A tap on my window woke me up. I opened my middle to see a State Department trooper looking down at me. I got out of the car, “ You two okay ? ” he asked.

“ Barely, we stopped just before that nosepiece washed away. If I hadn't of stopped, my babe and I would be swimming in the disconnect right now. ”

“ Why did you stay here ? ”

That's when I told the cop that I didn't have enough gas to get back to the town behind us. As he listened Birdie got out and stood with me, he glanced at my alluring sister appreciatively while I said “ We were waiting for the Department of State examiner or somebody that might give birth a little gas, enough to get back to fill up. ”

“ well, I don’t know when the inspectors will be here but I’ve got a spare part can of gas in my cruiser. I’ll be right back ”

XV instant later we were on our way back to the township behind us. My sister was feeling frisky, happy to be on the road again “ Hey, about concluding night. ”

“ What about it ? ”

“ I liked it. I liked what we did, it wasn’t totally awesome but it felt really fucking good. ”

I glanced at Birdie, she was leaning on the door facing me, her stage folded up on the seat, “ If you want ‘ totally awesome’we’d have to be more comfortable where I can do you right. ”

“ That’s what I’m thought ; we should be on a bed and adopt our prison term. How often money do you cause ? ”

“ rightfield now ? About $ 700. Why ? ”

“ If we go east, not back to California, we could go a long way on $ 700. What do you say, want to engage a route slip with your baby Sister ? We can bring in the sights, then sucking, lick and fuck until we run out of money then call mom for more. ”

She paused, impatient for me to say something then added with a seductive smile “ Maybe I can persuade you with a fiddling sample of the fun we could have. ” As her finger's breadth pulled my pants open I ran a quick calculation in my head ; I could be screwing shuttle in Grand articulation, CO that night.