5 comments/ 9784 views/ 3 favorites Big Sur By: Jayc57 Jessie was concentrated on the drive ahead of her, driving down Highway 1 heading South to Big Sur. Traffic was heavy but steady and she was making good progress. The family log cabin was there, situated in a wonderful, secluded area in the mountains. There was nothing but breath taking views, clean air, the Pacific ocean and of course, the wildlife. It was a good place to get away from the hectic pace of city life and just chill and recharge the batteries. She thought about the squirrels and raccoons in the area and how they would play and game about unaware they were being watched, and that thought bought a smile to her face. She was really looking forward to spending a few sunny days vacation at the cabin. It really was beautiful this time of year. Feelings of excited trepidation made her tummy do tumble turns when she remembered why she was heading out to her "get- away." She smiled again, feeling a little wicked. She'd never done anything like this before. She was actually going to meet "Steelhead," her online lover and spouse, for the very first time. That wasn't his real name of course. It was Chad. Chad, a strong, sexy name, just like him or that's what she imagined him to be like... God, she hoped he wasn't a gnome or anything. She shook those worries away, no, they had met online, and had spent the last 12 months chatting, flirting and making incredible brain sex together. To say the guy was hot was an understatement. He really seemed to know what make her tick. Chad was heading north on Highway one. Not much further he thought, as he reached for his smokes on the center console. Chad had spent most of the day on the road, now the sun was well over the Pacific and the shadows grew longer on the curves that hugged the rugged coastline. Chad kept his eye out for mile markers and did a mental countdown. "60 more and I meet Jessie." Jessie, also known as "Chipmunk," had been online, one night, chatting, wasting time really. She had a suggestive tag line on her profile "Let me steal your nuts" It seemed appropriate considering her login name and he, Steelhead, had messaged her, " Want to steel my head..? " The pick up had amused her, and was not the usual, "Hi, How are you?" and, they had begun chatting. He'd asked her to dance and a beautiful friendship was born. Now, here they were 12 months down the line, arranging to meet at her cabin. She smiled and groaned. She'd promised him a lap dance too, somehow, they'd got into a truth or dare game one night and they had agreed, if they were ever to meet, she would give him a special dance. He'd not forgotten that promise either! He'd been reminding her at every opportunity since agreeing to meet. She turned left onto the familiar gravel road and began making her way slowly up the mountain road to the log cabin. She always loved to see it as she rounded the bend. The lovely burnt orange logwood walls, with dark brown decking, to sit and enjoy the summer evenings outside. Flowered baskets were hung from hooks in the roof and the windows were big and framed the outside views of the magnificent mountains. It was her "home from home" and her piece of heaven. She parked her car and fished out the keys from her bag. The sun was shining and it was a lovely warm day. She breathed in the mountain air and enjoyed the moment as she felt the city expelling from her body. She opened up her beloved cabin and flung all the windows open. She wasn't sure what time Steelhead would arrive, but she wanted the place spick and span, a fire burning in the grey brick fireplace and clean sheets on the bed. She unloaded the car of food and essentials and set to work. An hour or so later, she was happy the place was clean and welcoming. The coffee pot was on, on the stove and she was looking forward to a well earned mug of coffee and a shower. She looked through her CD's and decided on " You can leave your hat on " for her dance routine, after all, it seemed to work ok in the movie " Nine and a half weeks". "Oh God, what had she agreed to," Jessie laughed nervously, and wondered if he'd guess this would be the first one she had ever done in real life. She prepared the wood and lit the fire. It still got cool at night in the mountains and she wanted the place cosy for his arrival. A welcoming glow soon filled the living room as it cackled a little before settling down. She drained her coffee mug and went to shower and sort through her sexy lingerie. Chad slowed down, this has to be it. Chad got out and walked up to the chained drive way. Sure enough, he saw the painted rock Jessie had told him to look for. Turning it over, he found the key and a note from Jessie. "Chad, lock the gate behind you and take care on the switch backs. See ya soon xxxxxx Jessie " She was sitting drinking a coffee when she heard his car. She was wearing her chosen sexy lingerie - red stockings and garters, and, matching lacy bra and panties underneath a red sleeveless mini dress that had a back zip from the neck to the base of her spine. She felt good, sexy, and her long black hair fell loosely down her back . The tumble turns returned to her tummy, this was the moment of truth, gnome or no gnome ... She heard the knock and quickly checked her appearance in the mirror, make up -- good; clothing --hot girl; hair -- silky and flowing. All good. She went to the door and heart racing she opened it. There, standing in the doorway was the most handsome man she had ever seen. A breath taking Adonis, and not a gnome at all. She stood and stared a moment and then realised he was holding a single red rose out for her, " Hey Chipmunk , Want to steel my head?" That broke the ice and she laughed , took the rose, smelt it, and invited him inside. " Come on in, Want a coffee? She asked him. " Sure", His deep voice was as sexy as he was. "Then I'll go unload my car" She placed the rose in a vase and poured the coffee in the mug and handed it to him. He took a sip and then moved towards her, placing it on the side. He embraced her and kissed her on the lips, deepening his kiss as he felt her respond to him. His tongue slowly invaded her mouth as his hands roamed her back, pulling her into him tipping her head back slightly. Jessie kissed him back enjoying his skill and the promise of things to come. His hands moved to knead her bottom. Her legs weakened a little as her body flushed with feminine appreciation and the sudden knowledge that he wasn't totally unaffected either by their closeness. She could tell as he pushed his crotch into hers. He finished the kiss moving to her ear " I really am looking forward to that lap dance you promised, and I know what you're wearing under that sexy little dress " He whispered and pecked her on the lips, "I better unload my car" He winked as he moved away and out of the kitchen. "Phew" Jessie fanned her burning face, "How hot was that?" She mused. Looks like Steelhead was going to live up to her expectations and more. Brimming with excitement she went into the living room and put some music on. The fire was glowing nicely, low flames licked at the burning wood sending flickers of light and shadows around the room. The rug on the wooden floor boards and couch made the room cosy and inviting. It was a perfect setting for her sensual, seductive lap dance. Chad stood by his open trunk breathing deeply, "Calm down, relax," he thought, his heart raced, "wow Jessie was hot." The few pictures she had emailed him were good but to see her for real, he was spellbound. She heard him come back and directed him to the bedroom and rest room to stow his belongings. She returned to the kitchen and after a short while he joined her again to finish his coffee. He smiled at her and asked "You going to back out of your lap dance?" She thought about it for awhile thinking, " Hell, she'd played it safe all her life; she wanted to be dangerous and wild and exciting for once; she wanted a wicked, naughty memory she could look back on in old age and say; "You'll never guess what I did one summer in Big Sur..." and wow her audience. Wasn't this one of the reasons she had suddenly decided to meet this man? " Mind made up she replied full of bravado, "No of course not, what on earth made you think that. A dare is a dare and you won fair and square .In fact Baby, why are we still standing here?" She grabbed his hand and led him to the living room and said, "Sit. Prepare to be 'WOW'ed ," She went to the stereo and put the chosen song on. She could do this... The music began to play and she switched herself on to "Sexy Siren" mode. She swayed to the music, hands roaming her body, feeling, touching and stroking over her clothing. Her face and lips pouted sexily; her eyes closed and widened slightly in time with the music and the movement of her hands. The perfected looks of pure pleasure and sex emanated from her body and the flickering light from the fire only heightened the sensuous routine she had begun. Chad watched transfixed and in awe of this beautiful woman before him oozing such raw sex appeal. Her hands roamed to her bottom and squeezed and kneaded her cheeks. Jessie felt the material of her dress and panties caress her skin with the movements of her hands. The material sensuously grazed her tummy, her hips and her womanhood. This was such a turn on and she wondered why she'd not done this before. Getting lost now in her routine and knowing Chad was entranced and watching her intently, she felt empowered and let natural instinct take over. She moaned and started to voice her naughty, seductive thoughts. "Do you like what you see baby?" "Mmm, You want to touch my body? Feel how hot I am in your hands?" "I'd like that, your hands touching, stroking, fondling me, making me hot, crazy, wild for you " "You want to see my body baby?" "My breasts bared for your eyes, my nipples peaked & hard for your lips and kisses?" "You want to kiss my tummy? Your tongue invading my belly button mmm" "You want me to inch my dress up so you can see my thighs and panties" "Shall I take them down for you? Slowly, very slowly so you can see my hot, wet pussy" "Mmm, I want you baby, I am so horny for you now " "Shall I turn round for you and bend over .. would you like that? Seeing my butt and pink pussy lips mmm" Chad enjoyed her suggestive words, as well as, the sexy dance of this woman before him. He began to fondle himself. Soon he had unzipped his throbbing cock and began to masturbate, following her line of naughty thoughts. Jessie's hands continued to roam her body, fondling and squeezing her breasts, sucking her finger seductively and rimming her nipples. They were clearly hardened now and protruding through her dress. She squatted and Chad could peak at the red panties hiding her beautiful feminine secrets. He wanted her. The lust in him was building and getting stronger as she teased and provoked him. Then she upped the ante and began to strip for him. First she unzipped her dress, it fell down to her waist slowly and seductively. The sexy lacy red bra covering her tits was a vision to behold. Then the dress lowered more , still sexy and slow until it pooled at her feet and she stepped out of it. She turned and bent over, showing her red matching panties and suspenders stretching across her butt as she swayed it at him. She opened her legs a little and felt down their full length, picking up her dress as she went, and then tossed it in his direction. He caught it deftly and flung it on the seat next to him. His eyes glued to the stunning and sexy woman in front of him. She stroked her body more to tease him, letting him enjoy her sexy underwear that she had chosen just for him. She moaned and voiced more of those naughty thoughts. The routine was red hot, and getting hotter. Jessie moved to dance closer to Chad, her body was in perfect rhythm with the music. She took his free hand and placed it on her breasts and ground it into her. She closed her eyes and threw her head back as she enjoyed him feeling her. Chad released his cock and used both hands to squeeze each of her breasts. He felt her nipples through her bra against his palms. His lips kissed them taking his time. "Take it off" She begged. Chad expertly released the catch at the back and slowly pulled the straps down her arms before revealing her swaying breasts. She groaned as she sensed his eyes feasting on her. It turned her on even more. A rush of hot pleasure hit her centre. She was very wet there now and a slight damp patch could be seen on her panties. Chad squeezed her naked breasts, rubbing them, before kissing each one. He moved down and touched her sex over her panties and she groaned. He could smell her scent and could see and feel her wetness. He teased her clitoris making her wanton and then cupped the area he had ignited, grinding gently. Then, he turned her round and slowly lowered her panties, revealing her bottom, inch by inch till it was completely bare and her panties rested just above her knees. He kneaded her cheeks, glimpsed tantalising views of her inner rump and the little, precious star nestled inside. And still Jessie continued to dance to the music. She moved away from him, panties still just above her knees, and then bent over again, sliding them off completely. She turned revealing her moist shiny sex to him for the first time. Freshly trimmed and shaved, the pubic hair framed her pretty pussy lips. She danced closer to Chad again, and still holding her damp panties, teased his nose with them. She then lowered them slightly and using her finger began pushing them partly into his mouth. He could taste and smell her glorious essence. She danced back to her position in front of the fire, swaying to the final part of the song, turning, bending, fondling and showing her nakedness in her red stockings and garters. She watched Chad taste and smell those panties as he watched her. Then, as the music began to end, he put them in his pocket and murmured, "My souvenir." She moved to him again and sat astride him. She kissed him deeply as the music finally finished, her routine complete. Chad responded and he could feel her hot arousal on his thighs, nestled tantalisingly close to his pulsating cock. He whispered in her ear, "Oh baby, I am sooo WOW'ed " He deepened the kiss and enjoyed this naked woman in his arms. It was a big turn on that he was still clothed, even if his cock was out of his trousers. His thoughts ran back over her sexy lap dance and strip and suddenly, he needed to taste her. Once the thought had entered his head, it was overpowering and the urge so strong. He could not have stopped if he had wanted to. He pushed her back on the couch and spread her legs, her shiny, wet, trimmed, pussy exposed for him. He saw her little pink lips glistened with her excitement, framed by her black pubic hair. It was a beautiful sight and he mentally photographed it to his memory forever. At last he was going to taste his "Chipmunk" Jessie was so turned on and when he pushed her down on the couch and he spread her legs, she nearly orgasmed there and then. She knew he was looking at her core and this heightened her arousal tenfold. He lowered his head and nuzzled her with his nose, smelt her unique scent before taking her in his mouth. He kissed her intimately, tasting and savouring her excitement and then his tongue started to work the Chad magic, that he had described to her so many times online. Oh my, but in real, this was so much better. Chad was going to take his time and enjoy this, after his initial licks he backed off and began to kiss Jessie's thighs. His lips and tongue made small circles on one thigh, then the other, each time moving in a little closer to her sex. He could sense Jessie was in an extreme state of arousal and would climax almost instantly if he worked her too soon. He paused to pull off his shirt then Chad returned to the task at hand. "Mmm this is better than I thought", he smiled to himself. Kneeling in front of her, he gently lifted her ass up and placed a throw pillow underneath the small of her back, propping her hips up. He pushed her legs wide open, her wet pussy ready for his special attention. With his right hand he gently spreads Jessie's lips open with two fingers, then with his left index finger began to tap Jessie's clitoris gently. "Oh my God," Jessie's mind screamed silently and her flushed body produced a monumental amount of lubrication straight to her sex. Dripping with her desire, she moaned as Chad touched her sensitive bud. Gasping and breathing rapidly, she whispered " I won't last much longer, If you do that" Her mind was already sinking into a state of sexual oblivion as her body turned primitive and began thrusting a little at him. Wanting, needing, this man so much. Chad, not wanting her to cum just yet, cupped her vagina and watched the expressions on his Chipmunk's face. Pleasure, want, need, frustration and little moans of protest. He smiled and leaned near her ear, "Tell me what you want?" "You," she answered, writhing into his hand. , "Tell me what you want me to do. " "Suck me" she whimpered. "Louder," he demanded. "LICK ME PLEASE," she begged, "PLEASE LICK ME NOW." Chad smiled and with that he lowered his head and kissed her sex, once again tasting and savouring her. His tongue explored and licked her folds, and he began to enter her. Then traced her outline, her labia, her vaginal opening , her perineum and anal star. He rimmed, kissed, licked, teeth grazed and sucked. He left no area untouched by his expert tongue and lips. He began to finger her and stroke the little bunched muscles, her G spot, about 3 inches inside her front vaginal wall. Jessie responded, pushed into his face, writhed, then it turned into thrashing and grabbing at his head and hair as she pushed as much of her pussy into his face and fingers as she possibly could. Wild animal need encompassed her, nothing else mattered except her greedy satisfaction. Wet pussy juices covered his face and chin as she ground and smothered him. Close now, she writhed harder, faster, and then, Chad began flicking and sucking her clitoris and pushing his finger into both her anal and vaginal openings. She screamed as she toppled and then crashed full blast, into total sexual fulfilment, body jerking and spasm Juices flooded Chad's tongue as he pushed into her at the moment of her release. He growled in male satisfaction as she pulled and tightened her grip on his hair. He wanted to taste and swallow the first orgasm he had caused her in real life, together, in person, relish the memory, the taste, the need of her and finally her delicious satisfaction as her pussy gripped and released his tongue and fingers. He felt those glorious tremors on his fingers and rippling through her anal wall. She quivered and trembled as spasm after spasm racked her body. Her release was so powerful and strength sapping, it resonated throughout her body causing her legs, arms and whole body to shake. Chad sensed the strength of it and knew this was the "Sally Sandbag effect ", once described to him online in a very intimate conversation he had had. "Mmm ," he moaned with male pride at what he was causing and achieving. Jessie was exhausted. She had never been so sated in her life. That orgasm was unbelievable! Chad picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. He was not finished yet. His cock was throbbing so much, it was almost painful. He wanted her, and, he was going to have her. He lay her on the edge of the bed, on her front , and bent her knees under her, so her beautiful pert bottom was uplifted to him. He made sure her head and arms were comfortable with a pillow. Big Sur Happening You know, there are some funny things that happen in your life that you are unable to control. Whether or not, those things or intentional or not, I haven't the faintest idea. I only know they happened. Take me for instance. It didn't happen right off the bat. It started when I was around seventeen. Back on the Southside. I had been living with my adopted mother who had been divorced from my adopted father for over a year at that time, and a younger sister. Oh, yes, maybe I should introduce myself. My name is Jon Reinlander. Well... even though the incident originated over ten years ago, it didn't actually have its happening until a few months ago. Unbeknownst to me at that time, it was incorporated by my younger sister, Leslie (name means; Lives at a gray and floral covered castle), and maybe if there hadn't have been so many years difference between Leslie and myself, things wouldn't have had worked out the way they did. Leslie started out life as something of a surprise, because for years my adopted parents had tried to have a child, but never could... so they finally adopted me, and we spent several years together as a happy family. Then my adopted parents suddenly got a divorced... why, I still do not know to this day... but anyway, when the doctor told Mom she was pregnant, she just about had a heart attack. Newly divorced... and with no prospect of a job right then... the thought of having to raise two kids with no husband sent Mom into a panic, as she wondered just how she was supposed to take care of a baby and a four year old, when she didn't even have a job yet. But somehow... I don't know just exactly how... Mom over came the obstacles and Leslie was born... conceived a week before mom and dad split up, and although our parents never said anything about it one way or the other, I doubt if she had been planned at the time she was conceived. One thing that was for sure... is that Mother, Leslie and I always had a very close relationship with each other during our growing up years. I'm five years older that Leslie, and I have to admit one thing... she's a very smart girl... but true to form Leslie remains a surprise to this day, and the only thing you could say about my baby sister is that she was unpredictable... and you never knew that she was going to do from one minute to the next. Leslie's also one of those people who are very honest. She tells it like it is in no uncertain terms. It gets scary at times, because she never hints about anything. She just comes right out and says what's on her mind and damn the consequences. This one particular trait of hers had led to a lot of fighting between us. Not physical fighting, just verbal fighting. She knows me better than anyone, and she knows that I wouldn't hurt her for anything in the world. That's why she won't let me get by with anything. Whenever Leslie thinks I'm lying about anything, or being the least bit phony about my feelings, she screams and cusses at me... and tells me I'm a liar. It doesn't make any difference where we are or who is listening, she'll lay into me verbally. She's very uninhibited that way. She yells at me and I yell right back. Many a times, this will happen at school when we take a break together. And from the way we go at each other, most of the students would swear we hated each other's guts with a passion. But what usually happens after we have a big fight, is that I would apologize and admit I was wrong. And the awful thing about it was that I was virtually always wrong. But to be honest, the part I really liked the best, was the making up. When we make up, Leslie would really get real affectionate after one of our big fights. One thing you will have to understand, Leslie never yells at me unless I am being a real big jerk. Which I admit, was usually quite often. It's always been very easy for me to fool people and get away with a lot of stuff. All through high school I would hang out with what people call "the unsavory crowd" which I secretly hated. I only did it because they were popular. Leslie really laid into me about it, too. I think if I didn't have her around to watch my back and keep me on the straight and narrow, even if she was a girl, I might have become a real user of drugs like the rest of those I hung out with. For a couple of our teen years, we went to the same summer camp. I was a counselor because of my age, and the fact that I had gone there when I was younger... while she was one of the campers. You might think that my position of authority would have kept her from yelling at me, but you would be wrong. It didn't... even though I was one of the big shots, she never held back for a moment. I was very popular with the kids, mainly the female campers, and I was really getting off on it. I started acting like some sort of an adolescent guru, handing out the secrets of life. I guess Leslie held off for about as long as she could. Then one day, right in the middle of a camp get-together, she just blew up. "Jon... you are such a jerk, it amazes me," she screamed. "Who in the hell do you think you are. Some kind of a dime store messiah?" Her choice of words and tone of voice at first made me dumbstruck. I tried to defend myself, but I could tell she was pretty hot under the collar... and also one hundred percent right in her perception. Eventually, after some more of the choice words describing my various parts of my body, she cooled down some. We found a shady spot under one of the trees and sat down to talk it over. I promised I'd try to cut it out if she would try to understand how tempting it was for me to be the center of attention. "I know you like to be, Jon... but I love you so much and I don't want to see your ego get so bloated and bent out of shape, I don't know who you are anymore." she said, sniffling the tears away. After that, Leslie let go of being an adult and went back to just being my kid sister. She laid her head in my lap. I bent my head down and gave her a kiss on the cheek. As I began to stroke her hair, she closed her eyes and fell asleep. I'll always remember that day, stroking my sister's soft, silky sun-warmed hair while she slept, one finger crooked between the buttons of my shirt. I adored that girl, despite of the way we acted towards each other. I loved her more than I'd love anyone else, all because she knew my faults and weaknesses better than anyone else and put up with them... but most of all; I loved her because she still loved me unconditionally. That was five years ago... before I left for the west coast shortly after graduating from high school. I haven't been able to get back to the Southside since. How I miss those days! Big Sur Happening She was crying pretty hard now, and I rocked her very gently... as I whispered softly... over and over; "There, there, baby. I love you, too." After a while, she began to quiet, and there was a long pause, as I lowered my face and kissed her on the top of her head. She pulled her head away from my chest, and she tilted her face up to gazed into my eyes. "Don't you kiss me unless you mean business?" She whispered, and I could see the edge of anger momentarily return to her voice. "I do," I said, realizing for the first time that I did. I knew then that I was going to screw my beautiful baby sister... knew that I had always wanted to... and yet I knew that I wouldn't in the least feel any guilt when I did. I cupped my hand under her chin and tilted her head up. This time, the kiss was long and lingering. Not desperate. We had all the time in the world to take it slow and easy, as her fingers gently traced my neck. It was the most beautiful, erotic, sensation I have ever felt, and I cupped her ripe honeydew melon-sized breasts in my hands, then softly scratched her erect nipples through the thin fabric of her halter top. She broke our kiss and whimpered in a voice so soft I could hardly hear it; "Take me to bed, Jon. Please!" and I lifted my sister up in my arms, then carried her into my bedroom. I lay her gently down on the bed... our bed, now... and I slowly removed her clothing until she was naked except for her pale blue bikini panties. She was breathing hard, and her eyes sparkled in the semi-darkness, as I lit a candle, illuminating the room with a soft glow. I looked down at her, and in the flickering glow of candlelight... Leslie was a goddess, and I lowered myself down gently on her. I nuzzled one of her beautiful breasts with my face, taking the nipple between my teeth and teased it. A hoarse groan escaped her, and her hips began to rotate, as I slid my hand slowly down her flat belly, edging my fingers underneath the waistband of her panties. For the first time in my life, I touched my sister's sex, and I eased a finger... then two, between the lips of her vulva, pressing her clit with my thumb, and found she was already incredibly wet. "Oh, Goddess, Jon!" She gasped, "I'm so hot. I'm on fire!" and her hips bucked, then rotated on my fingers as she moaned, "I've wanted this for a long time... dreamed of having your prick inside me... having you screw me." "Goddess, Jon... how I love you," she whispered, wrapping her arms around my neck, drawing my head towards hers, and we kissed passionately, not a brother-sister kiss, but almost violently, our lips bruising one another's. My hand never left her hot, wet, vulva... not until I broke the kiss, then began to lick my way down her body. She was breathing harder now, and her body shuddered from my touch... as my tongue teased her navel. Then it continued to journey downwards, and I ran my cheek over her damp panties, inhaled the musky scent of her womanhood deeply... then suddenly, I ripped them off her body with the strength of a mad man. Dropping them onto the floor beside the bed, as I nipped at her inner thighs, savoring the taste of her pliable flesh, and she thrust her vulva at my mouth, begging me not to tease her anymore... to stop the torture... to screw her. I ignored her silent plea, and began to eat her... my tongue thrusting in deeply... then suddenly moving up to attack her clit, and her hips thrashed from side to side. But I kept my face pinned against her vulva lips, and she tasted sweet as honey... as her musky scent was intoxicating to my nose and driving me wild. My prick feeling like it was burning up, but I wanted to make sure my sister had the best orgasm of her life... before I catered to my own needs. Her legs locked around my head... her breathing became ragged... and I knew she was almost there, so I grabbed the soft yielding flesh of her butt in my hands, and lifted her hips up into the air... bracing my elbows against the bed... so her loins hovered before my face which pressed even more tightly against her vulva. "Uhhh-Uhhh-Oh, Goddess, Jon... I'm coming!" she screamed, and her voice sounded almost afraid. For the first time in my life, I realized that maybe Leslie wasn't quite as sure of herself as she appeared. Only her head, shoulders, and the soles of her feet were touching the bed... her hips were proped up twelve inches above the bed, and her pussy was completely at my mercy. But that was alright... I wasn't afraid anymore, and I nibbled, suckled, and drank her sweet offering as she jerked with intense, involuntary, muscular contractions brought on by her climax. While Leslie caught her breath after her earth shattering climax which left her weak, and shuddering from the after effects, I stripped off my clothes, and was proud that I'd always kept myself in pretty good shape over the years. Now I was about to receive my reward for all the hard work... my sister's beautiful and breath taking body... at my disposal. Leslie's eyes filled with tears, and she said in a soft low voice; "Oh Goddess, Jon... you are so beautiful." then her hand reached out and stroked my twelve inch long prick... her touch was like velvet, as she brought me to her lips, and her beautiful, sensuous, mouth engulfed my hard prick in soft fire. I groaned deeply... I buried my hands in her silky black hair... and for a moment, I watched the incredible sight of my lovely sister's head bobbing back and forth... as she sucked on my prick... taking it deeper and deeper... but then, I pulled away from her. "No, Baby, not now, later." I said, "Now I want to be inside you." and as I lowered myself on her, Leslie tilted her hips upwards... then she reached down and grasped my hard prick in her hand... to guide it to where it belonged... and in short jerking movement, I slipped my throbbing prick deeper and deeper into her vulva... and discover there was almost no resistance... save for the tightness of her hot and wet sheath. Finally my loins met hers, and for a while, we just stayed like that... my twelve inch long prick felt like it was in heaven... buried deep inside that warm, soft pulsating sheath that was my sister's very being, and I never wanted it to be over... I wanted to stay buried in her sweet vulva forever... but we couldn't hold out. At first, we were barely moving, only grinding our naked loins together... then I slipped out a little, paused, then slid back in. The friction was incredibly delicious, and we both cried out because she fit me like a glove, so I did it again... then again, and she arched her back... slamming her hips up to meet me as I plunged downwards. Suddenly we were screwing up a storm... my prick plunging deep into her hot sheath with each thrust... and she screamed; "Jon! Jon!" as we smashed together like animals... my twelve inch long prick driving down into her like the piston of a car motor. "All those years, waisted. Oh yes, screw me, Jon, screw me hard!" I loved my little sister very much, and couldn't deny her anything, so I plunged my throbbing prick deep into her hot sheath with each downward thrust of my hips... and she twisted and gyrated her hips around... corkscrewing her vulva up onto my driving prick... riding the twelve inch length like a yo-yo. "Ahhhh, Ahhhh, Oh, Jon! I'm so close!" she cried. "Just a little more... just like that! Yes! Yes! I... I'mmmmm, Oh Goddess, Jon... you're doing it to me! Ahhhh, Jon! You're making me... cum!" And so was I... in fact I couldn't hold back any longer, so I grabbed her butt and held her loins tight against mine as my prick exploded... as I buried my face in her ripe honewdew melon-sized breasts, and I shot my cum deep into her womb. The force of my explosion caused her floodgates to open as well... hurrying her own orgasm ahead of schedule... and I could feel her body began to shake, then she started having convulsions of intense, involuntary, muscular contraction... as orgasm after orgasm rocked through her body... tensing every nerve and muscles... like a surging of electrical current through its wires. Afterwards, we lay embracing each other as my slowly softening prick nestled in her juice filled vulva, and we kissed passionately... then touched lightly, unable to stop even now. "Oh, Goddess, Jon... that was so beautiful." she said, kissing my neck, and then looking up into my eyes. "I love you very, very much." "And I love you, too, Baby. I've always loved you even though we use to yell and scream at each other. You were all I ever cared about," I said, stroking my fingers on her back. My prick began to swell again... with-in her hot vulva... and I knew that before the night was over, I would be screwing my little sister over and over again... in the vulva... the anus... and in the mouth/ throat. I felt freer than I had ever been in my life, and I knew who I had to thank... and how I would thank her... that wonderful lovely creature lying beneath me. And after that... who knew? I'd ask Leslie. After all... she is the smart one of the family. Big Sur She was powerless to resist in her weakened state, not that she wanted too. He was the most exciting man, she had ever met. He bent and kissed her pussy again and then widened his exploration to the valley of her ass. He rimmed and lubricated her with his spit and her own creamy orgasmic juices. His fingers pushed into her body, probing and invading her vagina and anus, one finger, then two, stretching her, making sure she would be able to take him when he felt ready. Jessie could only moan her appreciation as he played with her and teased her to distraction. Finally, he was satisfied that she was ready for him and he eased his cock to her vaginal opening. His cock parted her pussy lips and he slowly impaled her, enjoying her tightness and her walls squeezing him as he pushed in to the hilt. He stilled when he felt her cervix, savouring the moment of possessing this woman, he had fantasised about for so long. Jessie gasped at his size filling her very being. The guy felt huge inside her but in such a good way. Then he began to move, in and out, and she almost screamed with relief. "Oh My God, this felt good." Her body gushed in response, and as Chad let the primitive instinct take over, Jessie, rocked with the guiding hands on her hips. Both became lost in their own pleasures, wanting more, demanding more. A sexual sweat beaded on their bodies as the heat of the moment swathed their bodies. Chad pounded into her and then slowed, trying to control and prolong his urges. Then he was out of her and probing her anal entrance. Jessie's breath caught in excitement as realisation sunk into her sex fogged brain. Chad pushed into her slowly, claiming her ass as his. Again he entered slowly, carefully, stretching her to take him and stilled when he filled her, letting her get used to his size. He rocked back and forth in a steady slow rhythm at first and then a little faster. Jessie moaned in pleasure and began to push into him, helping him to fuck her ass, wanting more, wanting him deeper, wanting him faster. Chad sensed her need and was only too happy to oblige. "Tell me what you want Chipmunk" He demanded. "You, I want you" She gasped. "What do you want me to do?" He demanded. "Fuck me, fuck my ass" she responded "Fuck my ass till you cum" Chad smiled. It was the only encouragement he needed. "On one condition," he teased " Play with your clit." Jessie touched herself as instructed and Chad let himself go. He pounded her fast and furious, enjoying her body in unrestrained bliss. The slick lubricated tightness of her anal passage pressed against his cock as he moved in and out of her. Her unblemished, white, round ass excited him as he looked down. He took her deep but controlled, over and over again. Eventually primitive need took over this control. He bent over her back, grabbed her shoulders, fucked her urgently and squeezing her tits. Jessie moaned in utter pleasure and stroked her clitoris harder as she felt Chad's body against her. She felt him gasp and growl as his orgasm neared which heightened her own excitement. Both worked urgently now as their ultimate goal was within reach. Within seconds of each other, Chad exploded inside as she exploded outside, both moaning at their release. She felt a rush of heat fill her ass and spasms of pleasure spread throughout her body. Chad growled as he felt his seed exit his body, filling this woman and then her wet satisfied heat on his thighs. Chad and Jessie shook and trembled as their orgasms rippled along their bodies until both collapsed on the bed, hardly able to move. Just lying there a few moments while their bodies readjusted to normality. Chad held her in his arms as they caught their breath, each in their own thoughts at the wonderment of what had just happened. "Hey", Chad was the first to speak. He kissed her forehead. " I think we may need to get some vitamin pills if this first session is anything to go by" he teased, holding Jessie close, his eyes growing heavy as the long day was taking it's toll. Sated and relaxed Jessie and Chad both drifted peacefully to a satisfied sleep. Next morning, Jessie was semi awake and her sleepy brain registered movement near to her. " Mmm , another 5 minutes " She mumbled , in a world of her own. She snuggled sleepily into Chad's chest. Chad smiled. "Guess you're not a morning person then huh?" He gently got out of bed to make them coffee, with extra sugar. They could both do with a sugar rush, he decided. "Memo to self, stock up with Shy Girls". Shy Girls were little foil wrapped chocolates. Chad put the pot on the stove and looked around the cabin. This was just a perfect place for him and his Chipmunk to spend a week's vacation getting to know each other. He was so glad they had met. Coffee made, he returned to the bedroom. Jessie was asleep. It seemed a shame to wake her. He got into bed, sitting. He shut his eyes and sipped his coffee, thinking of their amazing urgent lovemaking the night before. Suddenly, he was aware of movement down the bed and hot lips on his cock! "Mmm so his little Chipmunk had recovered and had woken up," He smiled to himself , " Yeah, he was going to enjoy this vacation. " He had a feeling this was indeed the start of a beautiful friendship and an amazingly, awesome summer vacation. THE END.