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Cancun Candids Ch. 01

By: EricBanner



It was July, and it was hot - which sucked. But it was July, and it was family vacation time – which rocked! And I mean that in all sincerity. Now don't jump the gun on me, I'm not saying our family vacations always turn into a wild sex romp, I just mean my family is awesome, and our vacations are always a good time.

In July 2009, we were headed to Cancun. I'd never been before, and I was looking forward to it. I've seen a bunch of "Girls Gone Wild" videos, and while I didn't expect anything quite like that (especially with the whole family around) I figured I certainly see a lot more female skin than I'm used to here in Detroit. 

We were going to a Club Med – a resort which my family had enjoyed at other locations, so we figured the Cancun resort would be just as good. So I could look forward to a whole week of hanging out with my mom, my dad, and my sister Jennifer. Ah, my sister... Well, this story obviously concerns her, so let me describe. She's 19 years old to my 20 years old. And she's great. She's fun and athletic, a little immature at times, but smart and really funny. She's definitely a looker too, at 5' 9'' with a set of measurements I could only guess at. But nice and skinny with a set of tits any guy would go nuts to see. She had dark brown hair, and as I said, a very pretty face.

But it's not like I was obsessed with her or anything. In fact, I had a smokin' girlfriend of my own at home, and had never really thought about Jennifer in a sexual way. She actually kind of annoyed me with her exploits of guy after guy... Anyway, we always have a good time hanging out, and I figured this trip wouldn't be any different.

I was a little off the mark...

Landing in Cancun, the family was in great spirits as the tropical weather washed over our travel-weary bodies. We walked to the airport shuttle and I had to undo a few of the buttons on my long sleeve shirt. I felt like an idiot as I noticed Jennifer ahead of me. She had dressed much more appropriately in a soft pink tank top and a miniature, beige, pleated skirt. In fact, it almost seemed appropriate for those "Girls Gone Wild" videos I'd seen on my computer... To make matters worse, just as I was thinking this, Jennifer bent down to pick up her small suitcase and the skirt actually exposed about half her ass, covered in forest green fabric...

I didn't really think much of it, except for the fact that I could make fun of her about it later, or maybe get her in trouble with my parents... But as I peeked a little more, I realized it was just a pair of bathing-suit bottoms! She had already changed into her swimsuit on the plane! Wow, Jen was really ready for the beach. She straightened up and began wheeling her suitcase away, and all I could do was follow suit and think about the sun and sparkling waters that awaited us.

On the shuttle that took us to the resort, we all took up positions at the windows, admiring the Mexican coast and enjoying the air conditioning at full blast. It was a long drive, but finally we were passing through the Club Med gates and we got to see what our resort would be like. It was amazing! Palm trees and clear blue water... resort workers walking around in white linen outfits... It looked like paradise. And to my complete relief – a bevy of hard, toned, tanned bodies walking around in skimpy bathing suits! We drove by an area of beach with a volley ball net erected, and two teams of girls in bikinis were running around hitting the ball. Incredible...

But what got me really going were the few women walking around in THONG bikinis. Not even a full bikini, but just a little string in the back going right up their butts! Like it was practically a pair of panties! Having never seen this kind of display in public before, I immediately started becoming hard in my shorts. I was completely oblivious to the rest of my family in the van. We came around a corner, and I was in for an even bigger surprise – Topless... someone was topless! It was a woman lying on a chaise lounge with a bikini bottom on, but nothing on top! I was staring right at a full, big pair of tits on the beach! This was going to be a great vacation!

We drove by this woman, and I whipped my head around for a last look as we passed her. Unfortunately, Jennifer caught my movement and turned to see what had grabbed my attention. She spotted the topless lady and gasped, "Oh my god! There's a topless lady back there!" Uh oh, I was busted...

My mom spoke up from the seat in front of us, "Yeah, apparently this resort gets a lot of European vacationers and there are no laws against being topless on the beach. You might see a few people doing that." I tried to keep my smile suppressed, but there was no stopped the growth in my pants. I wanted desperately to get to my hotel room and pull my dick out for a jerk. But we still had to check in and everything!

At the lobby, there were pretty girls there with flowers and complimentary alcoholic drinks, which I immediately took advantage of. Maybe that would cool me off a bit. My dad got us checked in and soon we were off to our rooms. We walked through the resort and passed some of the shops. (I'll never understand people who go on vacation to shop for stuff you can just get at home... but whatever) One of the stores was called "Le Mirage" and had a display of bathing suits on mannequins in the front window. One was a hot little pink bikini number, and two other mannequins were actually sporting thong bathing suits! Well, that explained where those girls on the beach had gotten them from! I decided I liked this store... Le Mirage...

We got to our rooms and to keep costs down, my parents had one and Jennifer and I had one. I didn't really mind, since we got along, and we didn't really expect to spend much time in the rooms anyway. Jennifer and I told our parents we'd meet them in the main restaurant for dinner and went into our room. Again we felt the bliss of air-conditioning and we immediately claimed our separate beds and began unpacking. Jen laid out 7 or 8 different bathing suits on her bed, including a one piece she still had from Junior high. "I guess I won't be need this!" she said with a laugh.

I chuckled at her joke about the size of swim suits here and said, "Why did you bring so many anyway Jen? I only brought two suits." 

She looked at me like I was crazy and said, "Well I can't wear the same one twice..."

Girls are nuts. Jen told me she was going to take a quick shower and then head out to the beach before dinner. I continued to unpack, and as soon as Jen was in the bathroom with the water running, I grabbed my laptop. I was still hot and bothered from seeing all that skin outside, and I thought maybe I could jerk off real quick while Jen was busy. I logged on to the resort's wireless internet (more time consuming than I would have liked) and for my jerkoff material I searched "topless beach" on imagefap.com and found a huge selection of pictures from all over the place. I kept my dick in my pants just in case Jen was quick in and out of the shower, but immediately started jerking it through the material.

This was great. I was in a gorgeous place, full of gorgeous women with hot asses that they liked to show off, and right now I had a hard dick and plenty of pictures of women on the beach to masturbate to. I was loving this vacation. 

That's when I heard the shower water turn off.

Damn! She was too fast! Without even getting to cum I started closing the windows on m computer and adjusting myself in my pants. Just in the nick of time too. Jen came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and said, "Do you want to come to the beach with me?" I told her I would with my back to her, just in case my dick was still thrusting through my pants. "Cool," she said, "why don't you go change in the bathroom so I can change out here?" I grabbed my suit and went into the bathroom, which was still hot from Jen's shower. I dropped my pants and grabbed my still raging dick. It wanted release so bad! I gave it a stroke or two, but all too soon Jen yelled, "Come on, I'm ready!" 

I changed quickly into my suit and forced my dick to calm itself. I walked out of the bathroom and found Jen dressed in a chocolate brown bikini. Though it was nothing compared to those tiny bikinis I'd seen from the van, seeing a huge, healthy set of tits in a bathing suit didn't help my situation, and I turned away quickly. "Ready?" she asked.

We walked out of the room and I was finally thinking my dick would be ok. But walking down to the beach, I found myself behind Jen and my eyes automatically went to her ass. Now, my ex-girlfriend had this incredible ass, and as a result, she turned me into a lifelong ass-man. I love a girl with a nice, round ass. I also love to spread it, lick it, finger it, and push almost anything up there a girl will let me... This ass obsession was what led me to peek at my own sister's ass at this moment, and though I didn't see anything wrong with it, I admired Jen's backside a little more than an older brother probably should have... It was pert and round, and while she walked, that chocolate brown material of her bathing suit inched slightly between her two mounds. Hell, she was my sister, but there's nothing wrong with enjoying a view right?

We got down to the beach and I was in heaven. Jen found us some chaise lounges and we stretched out to catch some sun and talk. She laid back and closed her eyes while we chatted, which allowed my eyes to roam free over all the skin on the beach without getting reprimanded by my sister. There was certainly a contingent of people who I would have preferred to be a bit more covered up... but on the whole, the people were beautiful. A dark, well stacked brunette jogged by down the beach wearing a bikini top and some workout booty shorts. I followed her progress until my eye was caught but a pair of girls in matching bathing suits splashing each other in the water. I shook my head as I realized this was like something out of a playboy video and looked around some more. 

I don't know how I had missed it, but only a few rows of chairs away from us, there was another topless lady! To be honest, she was nothing to write home about, but some ample tits, and her eyes were closed, allowing my eyes to roam over her body unabated. I stared for as long as I dared, and it was then that I realized Jen was trying to talk to me. "Dave? Dave!"

"What?" I said as I turned my attention to her and away from the exposed tits.

"I said do you want to rent two of those jet skis tomorrow?" She looked at my bewildered face and then past me to the woman who was sunbathing with no top. "Wow," she said, "You're pathetic." All I could do was laugh. She seemed a little disgusted with me, but at least she didn't go on some sexism rant. We hung out on the beach for about another hour and I kept stealing glances at the naked boobs across from me. I couldn't believe I hadn't grabbed my digital camera out of my bag! I would definitely be using the digital zoom on those puppies if I had brought it! But, I reasoned with myself, we had a whole week here, there would be plenty of time, and plenty of boobs to capture...

The next few days were both good and bad. We were having a great vacation, and I was seeing a lot of skin as I'd hoped. But the bad part was I couldn't fucking masturbate! Sharing a room with Jen was proving to be way more difficult than I had anticipated! It seemed like each time I put my hand to my dick, she would walk into the room, or ask if I wanted to go somewhere with her. It was so painful! My dick was ready to explode.

To make matters worse, things out on the beach had only gotten hotter and hotter... More thong bikinis were all over the place. And damn... even these girls with hardly any tits at all were starting to get me raging hard. They looked so young, I couldn't even guess at how old they were, but this petite blonde girl bending over to build a sandcastle was just torturing me! And they seemed to roam in groups as well. So I'd be staring at six or seven pairs of tiny titties at a time. As I said, it was good AND bad. Delicious and disastrous.

On the 4th morning of our trip, we awoke early as usual. My parents were going on a scuba diving trip together, so Jen and I had were just going to hang on the beach some more and soak up some sun. We'd both gotten decent tans going and wanted to add to them. Jen woke first and immediately took over the bathroom to get herself ready. As she was in there, I searched the room for my bathing suit, which I'd hung to dry the night before. As I looked around, my eye caught a small, plastic shopping bag in Jen's suitcase. I wouldn't have thought anything of it, but then I noticed the black writing on the back. It said, "Le Mirage." At first I just couldn't believe my sister had bought another bathing suit, but then I remembered what I had seen in the display window at Le Mirage. "No way," I thought to myself.

Curiosity getting the better of me, I went over to the bag to have a look inside. What I pulled out made my eyes go wide. The bathing suit bottoms came first, and just as I had imagined, it was a tiny, micro, barely existent thong! I could barely tell which side was the front and which side was the back because they were so similarly tiny! It was just an itty-bitty piece of crimson material, soft and stretchy to the touch. I reached in and pulled out the top piece and found that it was just as skimpy. My sister had pretty big tits, and I couldn't imagine them being held in by just these little triangles of material...

"What are you doing?" I heard from across the room.

I had been wrapped up in this bathing suit that I hadn't noticed the water shutting off and my sister coming out of the bathroom. But without really missing a beat I said, "Just looking at your ridiculous purchase. How much did this cost you?"

"It wasn't that expensive," she said. "Besides, it was worth it, since I have no idea when I'm going to get a chance to wear something like that again."

"You're actually going to wear this?!" I said incredulously. "Mom and Dad would kill you! They'd never let you out on the beach wearing that!"

"That's why I timed it perfectly," she said, "They're on their diving trip today. That leaves me all by myself to go find a secluded spot and work on erasing these tan lines from my other suits. John said he doesn't really like tan lines, so I want to get sun on as much of my body as possible."

John was her boyfriend, and kind of a douche, but I guess Jen was into pleasing him. And now he was going to see her with hardly any tan lines... I guess I was giving this all too much thought because I head Jen saying, "So can you go into the bathroom so I can change into it and get covered up before you come out?" There wasn't much I could do, so I dropped her suit and complied. Once in the bathroom, I was shocked to find my dick growing a bit hard. What the hell was this? Then I realized...

The image of my sister in a thong bikini was giving me a hardon. Holy shit. That was weird... Well, I argued with myself, if I'd been able to get ANY kind of release during the past four days, it probably wouldn't be happening. But as it was, the more I thought about my sister's ass being cleaved in two by the string of a thong, the harder my dick got. I made a split second decision, and without even hesitating, I walked back out of the bathroom. I guess I was hoping to catch her wearing just the bikini, but she was faster than I thought! She'd already donned the bathing suit, and had put on a sarong wrap that covered her lower half. No free glimpse of the booty for me... However, her upper half was only covered by the new bikini!

Holy shit, those tits... Before Jen was aware of my presence, I soaked in an amazing view of her breasts held up only by the little bikini top. It was just as small as I had thought it was, and it seemed like Jen was having trouble adjusting it over her boobs. Each time she moved her perfect tits jiggled and threatened to pop right out of the material. It was amazing, like watching a grown woman trying to squeeze into a bathing suit that would have fit a 13 year old. But finally she seemed pleased with how it fit and looked up. "Dave! I didn't hear you come back in! Good thing I'm all covered up!"

"Uhh, yeah. Sorry. I forgot I had to wait until you had finished changing." 

"That's alright," she said, "At least you didn't catch me naked or anything! Well, I probably won't see you until tonight. I'm not sure how comfortable I'll be in this bathing suit in front of people, so I'll probably go and find somewhere that no one is on the beach to get my sun. Have a good day thought!"

I bid her farewell, and as the door to the hotel room closed I was already torn by indecision. Was I really going to do what I was thinking about doing? Cause I was definitely thinking about following my sister to her "secluded spot" and taking a peek at what she looked like in that suit. The indecision didn't last long, and I sprang into action. I grabbed my sandals, gave Jen a 30 second head start out the door and then poked my head out to see which way she went. 

It would be perfect, I argued. I could covertly follow her to her spot, see her take off her cover-ups, check out that ass in the thong, and then come back to our room to finally get some relief. In other words, jerk it to what I had just seen! I was about to follow her out the door when an even better idea popped into my head. I still hadn't made use of my digital camera on this trip! What an opportunity! I dove back into the room and rummaged through my backpack for my camera, praying the battery was charged enough for a prolonged use. Then I made sure I was composed enough to be out in public, and plunged out the door.

For a moment I thought I'd lost my sister and I wouldn't be able to figure out where she'd gone. But just at the right moment, I spotted her off down the beach, wearing a big, silly hat that I knew she'd bought just for this trip. I bolted after her and cut the distance to about 50 yards. Then I slowed down again, not wanting her to spot me following. I tried to keep as cool as possible, ambling along the beach and looking around, but never losing sight of my sister up ahead.

After a while, it occurred to me that Jen had put a cover-up over her upper body too, and that she was pretty well concealed now. The possibility of her chickening out of being exposed like that in public definitely crossed my mind, and I hoped I wasn't wasting my morning by chasing her. I ran forward for a bit, coming nearer to my unsuspecting sister. I came close, thinking I would say something to her and tease her about not having the guts to tan herself like the Europeans. But just before I could catch her attention, something stopped me...

Just as I was about to shout to her – the sun came out. A cloud shifted, something happened, but whatever it was, the light was now shining directly on my sister's sarong, at just the right angle to make it semi-transparent...

I nearly stopped dead, but managed to continue taking a few steps behind my sister as she walked. I don't think anyone else had really noticed the sight, as you really had to be staring directly at my sister's ass to see it. But for me... it was perfect! I could clearly see the outline of her new, secret bathing suit, and definitely a vague image of those full, round asscheeks! The decision was clear; I was following her no matter what! 

I hung back, so as not to get caught, and my view kind of faded, but it burned in my memory, and I was now praying that I would really get to see my sister in the near-nude. We continued down the beach along the property of the resort, and eventually the people on the sand started to thin out. I had to ditch the beach and go up to a road that followed along it, since Jen and I were soon nearly the only ones by the water. I did this in good time too, because just as I got off the sand and onto the paved road, Jen looked behind her to see about who was there. Phew, just escaped discovery!


Cancun Candids Ch. 01



This far away from the main resort, I was only passing an occasional resort staff person walking on the road, and Jen was now completely alone down on the beach. I was tired of walking and hoped she'd make her decision soon. I spotted some deserted lounge chairs a little ways up the beach, and saw Jen head for them. Bingo! I let her out of my sight for a minute or so as I ran up the road to scope out a vantage point. My luck held true, and just off the beach there was a small copse of palm trees just behind the area with the lounge chairs. This would provide me with perfect cover, and I hoped it would also lead Jen into a sense of comfort that she was relatively alone and unobserved.

I reached the palm trees and crept up to a hiding place. There was a large boulder at the crest of a small hill, and I realized I could crouch down behind it and be practically invisible from the beach. I hid behind the boulder and waited. After a few moments I heard some footsteps coming down the beach and held my breath. There was a rattling sound and I knew Jen had made her choice: she was setting up one of the lounge chairs!

I waited as long as I could (which was not long at all) and peeked around the boulder. My sister was standing a short ways away by her newly arranged lounge chair, still fully covered by her sarong and her thin top. She took one more cautious glance behind her, and satisfied that she was alone, she began to undo the buttons down her front. She shrugged off her cover up, and there they were! A magnificent set of breasts that defied gravity, and were covered only by the tiny strips of crimson red material from the bathing suit. Jen took a moment to make sure her top was comfortable, fiddling with the strings. Then she did that thing that girls do where they reach their entire hand into their bikini and "adjust" themselves. First Jen reached under the left side of her suit and lifted her entire left breast in her hand while shifting the suit over it. Then she repeated the process with her right breast, letting it drop heavily back into place. With my dick straining in my shorts I thought to myself, "What I wouldn't give to be the one cupping and lifting those beautiful, perfect tits."

That was the first moment I realized I was truly having these very sexual thoughts about my sister. Up till now I was only thinking about stealing a harmless peek. But now with a scantily clad feminine body so near... Well fuck! I really would like to put an entire hand around those tits, unhindered, and just play with them! Oh god I wonder what her nipples look like... Jesus, this is my sister! I looked up at her face, the face I had joked around and smiled with so many times and I felt a little ashamed. That's when I realized she was starting to unwrap her sarong... All those thoughts vanished, replaced by sheer, young, lust.

Seeing Jen's tits so revealed was great, but I'd seen her in a bikini top tons of times before. What I was really anticipating was the thong bottom! I mean, I had also seen my sister in bikini bottoms before, but never with a string that just ran right up her crack! I was practically drooling, and visibly shaking with excitement. This was my sister, but so what!? I guess that's part of what made it so hot! I kept my eyes glued to her, and though she hesitated for a moment, my sister finally did it. She unwrapped her sarong, and was now standing on the beach in the full sunlight with only two small triangles over her breasts, and a thin, red strip of material running between her butt cheeks.

My sister naturally turned her body towards the ocean on instinct, which of course put her back facing me directly! There it was, the object of my morning's obsession. Her ass cheeks, like her breasts, were heavy and PERFECT. It was like staring at a toned, fleshy heart, and the thong running up between it was just... so nasty! Now don't forget, we're from Detroit, not exactly a tropical place, and I don't see this kind of thing often – or ever! I was loving this, and I was just beginning to wonder what it would look like if my sister bent over, or spread her ass cheeks in this thong... 

But just as my imagination was warming up, Jen turned and layed out on her lounge chair! I mean, I guess it was going to happen sooner or later, but I was not ready for my view to be spoiled so soon! I watched as my sister settled on her back with her arms at her sides and her legs slightly spread so the sun could reach her inner thighs. I'd never seen such a beautiful sight. I drank it all in, paying particular attention to the sides of her breasts, which seemed to just spill out from under that tiny red material. Jen's eyes were closed and I scanned her body. She was so toned! She had a perfect little line of muscle that ran down her stomach, and her pelvic bones jutted out just slightly above her bikini bottoms. 

Holy shit, her bikini bottoms!

I hadn't even thought about them from the front! I had been so obsessed with the idea of the thong being wedged tightly up against my sister's asshole that I hadn't given a thought to the delicate little triangle that would be pressed against her pussy! 

Wow, her pussy. My sister's pussy. In all my life I never thought I'd be thinking about my sister's pussy. Now THAT was dirty! Would it be trimmed or shaved? Would it be soft? Would it look young like a little teenager's? Jesus, judging by the rest of her body, it'd be perfect... But back to the bikini bottoms! As I said before, you could barely tell which side was the front, and which was the back! Between my sister's legs was a tiny little strip of red fabric that clung to her mound. Oh god, I was desperate to go closer and inspect that bulge in her bikini bottoms! But there was no way I could come out from my hiding spot...

I continued to drink in the view of my nearly nude sister, trying to commit everything to memory. Then it suddenly dawned on me – I didn't have to! I looked down and realized I'd been holding my digital camera this entire time! What was I thinking?

Stupid question – my sister's full tits, round ass, and teenage pussy. That's what I was thinking!

I turned on the camera and zoomed in on my sister's sun-bathing form. First I focused on her upper half. I zoomed in and focused on her breasts, getting as many shots as I could of the flesh that spilled out from under her bikini top. I snapped a lot of pictures with her face and her tits in the frame, so that when I had them full screen on my computer and I was stroking my dick to them, I could look at my sister's unknowing face. The fact that I was such a voyeur made this all so much hotter. 

I zoomed out a bit and got some full bodied shots, scooting around the rock a little bit to really get my sister's silhouette in frame. I found an amazing angle where her breasts were just these magnificent mounds pointed towards the sky. Then I focused on her legs and tried to get a good shot of the little triangle of her crotch, but it was no good. The angle I had was too awkward and I couldn't get anything. That was ok though, I reasoned with myself, those shots of her breasts would do just fine. 

I crouched behind the boulder and started to review some of the photos I had just taken. I'd probably snapped close to a hundred, and they were great! I was so pleased with myself, I almost didn't hear my sister stir! I froze, not daring to expose myself from behind the rock. I waited and waited, and after a few long minutes of silence, I decided to risk a peek. 

YES! Thank you god. Yes! Fucking YES! 

She had turned over.

There it was again. That ASS. That perfect, delectable ass, cleaved in two by a naughty little bikini bottom. And now that Jen was lying on her stomach, each cheek seemed even more plump than before. Jen lay there with her head turned away from me, her body soaking up the sunlight as my eyes soaked in her flesh. I noticed that Jen had also untied the back of her bathing suit top and let the strings dangle off to the sides. I guess she didn't want that pesky tan line across her back. I cursed her boyfriend for his luck, but then forgot about him as I scanned my sister's body, from her bare back all the way down over her butt to her dainty little toes. 

No brother is supposed to see his little sister like this. But I didn't care. I fucking loved it. That was my sister, and that was my sister's ass, and it was HOT! I would bury my face in that ass if given the chance. I realized I had taken another step further in my mind – now I wasn't just imagining cupping my sister's breasts, I was fantasizing about getting my face, my nose, and my tongue in between those ass cheeks - spreading them and devouring her butthole for all I was worth. 

I may not have been thinking clearly, but I was conscious enough to pull out my camera again! I snapped away, focusing solely on her ass and that string that ran between her cheeks. My close-ups were perfect, and I was in heaven. I took pictures to my heart's content and nearly filled up my camera's memory card. When I was confident I'd captured it all, I just sat and stared at my sister's body, lightly stroking my dick through my shorts. 

Though I barely noticed it, quite some time passed, and my sister didn't budge an inch. That was just fine with me! My dick was at its full length and my sister had broken out in a sweat, with beads of perspiration all over that glorious ass. I had been so taken in by this sight before me that I nearly jumped out of my skin when Jen stirred again! I barely had time to dive behind my rock and get out of sight. Then I peered around it to see what Jen was going to do.

Let me tell you now, I am the luckiest man alive.

My sister's head popped up and she looked around, apparently dazed that she had fallen asleep for half an hour. She wiped some sweat off her brow and looked around. Her eyes were only half open, but she scanned down the beach both ways and seemed to relax when she found it was still completely deserted. She looked back over her shoulder, down at her sweaty ass cheeks and seemed to smile a bit, no doubt pleased with the ample tan she was receiving. She began to sit up, and for a moment I thought she was going to forget her top wasn't tied! But unfortunately at the last moment she remembered how exposed she was and she brought her arm up over her tits as she came to a sitting position on the lounge. 

My sister was now sitting in front of me wearing nothing but a thong bottom, and covering her tits with one arm. 

She seemed a little out of it, and looked up and down the beach again. She glanced up at the sun and then back down at her legs. She grabbed her bikini top with the other arm that was not covering her chest and then flopped over onto her back to lie down again. She shook her head side to side slightly to clear some cobwebs, then laid her head down on the lounge, as if the effort was too much for her. I figured the sun had sapped some of her strength and she just needed a minute. She still had one arm draped over her chest, and the other was fiddling with her bikini top, trying to sort out the strings so she could put it back on. She let out a sigh when she couldn't do it with one hand and seemed exasperated. A final look up and down the beach and she actually said aloud, "Whatever, no one is out here..."

My heart stopped as she simultaneously dropped her bikini top to the sand and moved her other arm as well, completely exposing her magnificent rack to the great outdoors.

And to her big brother...

No way. No FUCKING way! I was starting at her tits. My sister's tits! They were right there in front of me. She was grown up, a full 19 years, and I was gazing at her beautiful, developed chest, heaving slightly in the sunlight. In no time some perspiration appeared on both and it was as if she'd been lubed up for a playboy photoshoot.

PHOTOSHOOT!

I still had the camera! As quietly as I could I turned the camera on once more and started to take pictures. I couldn't believe what was happening! My own sister's tits captured in digital quality for my own viewing pleasure! This was the best vacation ever! I filled the camera's memory card with quality shots of my sister's breasts. Then I started deleting some of the older pictures that I had started with. I laughed that I had been so turned on by her tits covered completely in a bathing suit! Now I had them bare! I took some time deleting so I could snap some better ones, and eventually I had about 20 spots left for pictures. 

I peered around the boulder at my sister again. God what a sight! I realized she had not moved a muscle. Her breathing was completely even... Could she really be asleep again? Now my mind was completely running away from me. When you're so horny, you really don't think logically, and I was actually contemplating something that could get me caught!

What if I got just a little bit closer...?

She was asleep right? What if I just took ten steps towards her and snapped some perfect pictures up close and personal? I had to make sure she was asleep first... I grabbed a small rock nearby and hefted it over towards where my sister lay. It landed with a pretty decent thump near her lounge.

She didn't budge.

That was it. My decision was made. With the camera ready, I took a step out from behind the boulder. Already I was thinking of my excuse if Jen's eyes popped open and she caught me. I would just say, "Mom and Dad are back and I don't think they'd be happy if they saw you like that! I would cover up if I were you!" I didn't even think of an excuse for the camera in my hand... Like I said: Horny equals no think good...

One step, then two, then another five, and in just a few short moments I was literally standing right beside my near-naked sister. Oh god those breasts... I was inches from them. Working fast, but savoring every moment, I snapped some indescribable pictures of my sister. From the bust up I captured some amazing pictures of her face and breasts. The sweat was beading perfectly around her nipples and again I delighted in the fact that she was unconscious and unaware of what her brother was doing.

Suddenly so close to her, I seized my chance to gaze down at her crotch again and nearly fainted – I could basically see the perfect outline of her pussy lips through the material of her suit. GOD how I loved this bathing suit! Thank you "Le Mirage"! I took three pictures of my sister's crotch from just inches away for good measure, and then saw I had one picture left on the memory card. I had basically gotten every shot I could think of, but on a whim, without really thinking about why, I slipped my hard dick out of my shorts and stood near my sister's sleeping face. 

No, I didn't put it in her mouth or anything. I didn't even touch her with it. But I held the camera away and I snapped my final picture. In the frame was my sister's face, my sister's tit's and her brother's hard cock. I knew that image would get me going later – both of our privates exposed in the same frame... God this was nasty!

Shaking now from fear of getting caught at the last minute, I slipped my dick back in my pants, took one last longing look at my sister's naked breasts, and quietly tip-toed away. Once I reached the road, it was all I could do to keep from sprinting back to our hotel room. I wanted to download these pictures and jerk off before Jen woke up and came back to the room for some air conditioning!

I got inside the room and immediately locked the chain on the door to the room. Jen was NOT getting inside until I had shot a load of cum! I still couldn't believe I had gotten away with this! I threw my computer on the bed and grabbed the cable to connect my camera. When it was plugged in, iPhoto automatically opened up and I saw the hundreds of pictures I had taken in thumb format. Oh how I wished they were full screen already! But I didn't want a tease, I wanted the full thing, so I pressed "import" and the photos started loading to my library. I had to make a choice between "Delete Originals" or "Keep Originals." It was asking me whether I wanted to clear the camera's memory after the import was done. Not wanting to get caught with the pictures on there for the rest of the trip, I clicked "Delete Originals" then I dimmed the screen so I wouldn't be tempted to look at the pictures as they loaded. 

It was a long, torturous couple of minutes as the photos loaded, and to kill time I rummaged through Jen's stuff. I found one of her bikinis that she had not worn yet, a pink number with a big, full bottom. This might come in handy, I thought! I lit up the screen on my computer again and saw the photos were all set. I layed down on my bed with my computer and my sister's bathing suit bottoms and I hit play button on the iPhoto slideshow function.

I was in heaven.

It was one thing to have been touching myself lightly in public as I spied on my sister, but now that I had full range to jerk off to her pictures, I was going nuts! It was a self perpetuating situation: my sister's pictures made my dick hard, so I stroked it, then the vision of my own dick being stroked to pictures of my own sister made me even harder! I wrapped Jen's pink bikini bottoms around my cock and the material felt amazing against my dick. It was all I could do to hold off an orgasm until I reached the end of the slideshow for the really good pictures. Now the pictures were showing my sister topless again and I marveled once more at her boobs. One thing I loved about them was how small and dark her nipples were. They topped her tits perfectly, and just begged to be licked or sucked.

I continued stroking my dick with Jen's bathing suit, and now the picture switched to the close-ups I had snapped of Jen's crotch. In high definition on my computer screen, I was closer than ever to cumming while looking at her lips bulging through the material of her thong. I stroked to the three photos of her little cunt, and finally the slideshow landed on the picture I had taken with my dick out. I smirked as I looked at my sister's face, unaware that her brother's cock was out, and rock hard next to her. I shot my load while stroking to this image, and I reveled in the dirty, nasty, delicious feeling it gave me.

I cleaned up and put my sister's bathing suit bottoms back in her back. I put on my shorts and just as I buttoned them up I heard someone unlocking the door. I dashed over to my bed where the computer still lay with the image of my sister and my dick still on it. I had just enough time to hit "quit" on iPhoto before the door came open, stopped only by the chain that I had put in place. My sister peaked through the crack in the door and said, "Hey let me in! It's hot out here!" I went over and unlocked the chain to let her in.

"What were you doing in here?" My sister asked. 

"Nothing, just changing and I didn't want you walking in on me unexpectedly." This seemed to placate her and she went and layed down on her bed, now fully covered again by her outer clothingh. "Did you get some sun?" I asked, trying to sound like I had no idea what she'd been doing for the past few hours. 

"Yeah, I just hope I didn't get a sun burn. But I began to erase all the tan lines my old suits left on me. I'll have to keep at it this week." I smiled at the fact that I had totally gotten away with it! I had upwards of 150 photos of my sister topless and she had no idea! I couldn't wait to masturbate again!

Unfortunately Jen spent the rest of the afternoon and early evening in our room, so I had no other chances to open iPhoto and look at the pictures again. Our parents came back from their diving trip and we all had dinner together. It was pleasant enough, but I couldn't stop glancing down at my sister's chest, knowing I had seen the forbidden. 

We all went to bed relatively early, so we could get up and enjoy the sun some more. In our room, Jen and I got ready for bed, and to play it safe I never even touched my computer. There was no point in getting caught now. I said goodnight to Jen and we both drifted off to sleep, I with thoughts of my sister's naked, gleaming body in my head.




Cancun Candids Ch. 01



I woke up the next morning to bright sunlight coming through the window. Apparently I had slept later than planned. I looked over at Jen's bed and it was empty. I rolled over and found Jen sitting at the desk in our room.

She was using my computer...

Fuck. I sucked in a breath and glanced at Jen's face. There wasn't a look of shock or disgust on it, so I figured I must be safe. But I did worry that all those photos were just sitting in my iPhoto library. All it would take to find them was one click of the iPhoto application icon on the dock of my computer. I started to get out of bed and my sister looked up at me, expressionless. "Morning," I said.

"Hey," she replied as I approached her, planning on taking the computer from her so I could lock up all the evidence. 

"Are you checking your e-mail?" I asked her, as I came around the desk. I expected to see a gmail page opened, but what was on the screen made me stop in my tracks. 

iPhoto was open. And staring back at me and my sister from the computer screen was a photo of my sister's bare, magnificent chest... 

To be continued...



Cancun Candids Ch. 02



(My sincere apologies for the ridiculous delay in writing a second chapter to this story. Life intervenes... I only came back to it due to the e-mail response from readers for a second chapter. All the feedback is appreciated, and it makes a difference in motivation. Enjoy!)



I swallowed hard, unsure of what on earth I should do. I'd totally just been caught red-handed. In case you haven't been following, here's what happened. I was on vacation in Cancun with my parents and my sister. I was being sexually tortured by all the bare skin out on the beach, and just yesterday I was so horny that I followed my sister out to her sunbathing spot with my digital camera. I hid behind a big rock while she tanned herself and then started snapping pictures of her ass, and when she removed her bikini top completely, I went crazy and snapped a bunch of pictures of her naked tits. It was heavenly, and I jerked myself to one of the best orgasms of my life. But now I'd been caught.

I had just woken up in our shared hotel room and Jen was on my computer. When I walked over to her and looked down at the screen, I saw that she was in my iPhoto application and was flipping through pictures of her own breasts – on her brother's computer! I was totally boned... I had no idea what to do, so I just kept staring at the computer screen. For her part, Jen kept flipping forward through the photos. We both watched the slideshow in silence. In the photos, Jens breasts looked heavenly in the sunlight. Her own sweat glistened on her tiny, dark nipples. Jen flipped forward a few more and then I finally looked down at her. The real her, not the topless one up on the computer screen. Her face still remained impassive. I couldn't believe she wasn't red with rage! She had just caught her big brother with hundreds of topless photos of herself! He had probably masturbated to them! (Of course I had...) Why wasn't she screaming her head off?

She flipped to a picture taken of her full body, her tits glorious mountains on her chest, the tiny red bikini bottoms barely existent over her crotch. Her stomach was perfectly toned, and the sweat on her body accentuated the muscle so that the picture looked more like something out of a dirty magazine rather than a candid taken on the beach. Jen looked at her own firm stomach on the computer screen, and to my surprise she said, "Damn, I look pretty good." My eyebrows raised a fraction of an inch, but I couldn't bring myself to say anything. She continued, "If John saw these he'd go crazy. He loves having dirty pictures of me." John was her boyfriend back home in Detroit, and for the second time in two days I cursed the guy's luck for having sexual access to a body as hot as my sister's. Jen did say, "He loves having dirty pictures..." right? As in, Jen has already taken some before and given them to him? Damn! Fuck this guy! He was at home in Detroit probably jerking off to explicit pictures of my sister while I was in Cancun about to get totally busted and yelled at for trying to do the same thing! I wondered what kind of poses Jen did for him in her other pictures...

Jen flipped one photo forward and it was a close-up of just her face and her tits. "Damn!" Jen exclaimed. "These are really hot! I look like a centerfold model!" I stared at the picture on the screen and my dick shifted in agreement. Those breasts were just amazing. And my sister's cute face above them... If felt so good and kinky to be looking at my sibling like this... God DAMN I couldn't believe I'd gotten caught! I was hoping to have these pictures for months and years to come! I'd only gotten to masturbate to them once! I finally had my wits about me, and I was getting ready to stammer out some sort of apology or excuse about why I had the pictures. I was going to try and use a version of the prepared excuse I thought of yesterday while I was taking the pictures. I was going to tell her that I had spotted her uncovered like that and decided to take some pictures just as blackmail so that I would have them for a rainy day if I ever needed her to do something for me. God, I hoped she believed that...

But before I could launch into my excuses, Jen looked up at me and said, "Can I e-mail some of these to my boyfriend John?" I was caught totally off-guard. I had no idea what to say. I was expecting anger and accusations, and instead she wanted me to do something with the photos I had taken? 

"Uhhh," was all I was able to stutter, trying to get a handle on the situation. I still hadn't spoken a word, and now that Jen was looking right up at me from the chair, it was weird looking at her in the eyes while her boobs were still up on my computer screen. It was just such a strange situation! I tried to continue, "Uhh, you want to.... You want to send..." I just couldn't wrap my head around the obvious absence of anger. So instead I finally just blurted out, "You aren't mad about these?"

Jen looked back at the boobs on the computer screen and shrugged slightly. "Well, at first when they popped up I was like 'what the hell' and tried to figure out what they were. But then I realized how good I looked in all of them and I was kind of impressed."

"Impressed?" I asked, dumbfounded.

"Yeah," she said back. "These pictures are really beautiful. I mean, aside from the fact that they are pictures of boobs, look at how you frame each shot. Like this one." She flipped backwards a few pictures in the slideshow. "See how my boobs are nice and tan right in the front? But if you look past them, you see an amazing clear, blue sky, the ocean below that, and even this red and yellow sailboat off in the distance. I mean, it's like something out of a porno magazine, Dave."

I hadn't really realized all that... I had been so concentrated on my sister's tits! But she was right. There was kind of a beautiful aesthetic to the whole shot. I thought about this idly while I continued to stare at Jen's breasts on the screen, thinking it would probably the last time I'd see them since she was sure to delete them soon. Then I heard Jen's voice. She continued, "So yeah, once I saw all that I wasn't really mad, and I thought about how much John would like them. He was mad that we were going to be apart for a week while our family is on this vacation. If I sent him something hot like this then he'd probably totally forget that he was mad, and be really happy and ready to fuck me when we get back home!"

OK, this was getting weird. Not only was I looking at pictures of my sister's breasts while she sat right next to me, but now she was talking about getting fucked and I was imagining a dick sliding in and out of her pussy... This vacation was bizarre. I stammered an audible, "Uhhh," once more and Jen looked up at me.

"Oh come on!" she said. "If someone sent you these pictures, wouldn't you want to fuck me!" The Freudian nature of that comment made my heart jump and my dick lurch again. The obvious answer was, 'YES I want to fuck you! I want to tear off your pajamas and fuck you right on that hotel bed!' But of course, you don't actually say that to your sister... Instead, I managed another lame, "Uhhh." Jen laughed and said, "Well I don't mean ME of course, but like, if a girlfriend sent you pictures like that wouldn't you want to fuck her so bad?" 

Phew, I was glad I hadn't blurted out what I was thinking about fucking her! She had just been speaking in generalities... "Well," I said, finally getting out a word of English, "Yeah, definitely. I mean, they are pretty hot. Like you said." I had no idea where this was going.

Jen smiled wickedly up at me and said, "Yeah? What's your favorite part about them?"

Shit. Did she mean what's my favorite part about the pictures, or what's my favorite part about her breasts? Jesus, this was walking a fine line. Jen flipped through a couple pictures rapid-fire and I decided to go out on a limb and be bold. I could always turn it into a joke if she reacted badly right? I said, "Well, I like how small and dark the nipples are, and just how big the breasts are overall." 

There was a momentary silence, and I held my breath, expecting to be yelled at. But instead Jen laughed and said, "The nipples? The breasts? You mean my nipples. You like how small and dark my nipples are, and how big my breasts are." She looked up at me with pretty, hazel eyes. 

I found myself breathless and dry-mouthed but saying, "Yes. I like how small and dark your nipples are, and how big your breasts are. They're perfectly round."

Jen was looking up at me with an evil grin on her face now. "What are?" 

"Your breasts are perfectly round." 

Jen laughed and looked back at the computer screen, the moment of eye contact over. She said, "Yeah, I know. I'm just giving you a hard time Dave! I know I have a pretty nice rack, that's why I'm not too shy about showing it off in bathing suits. I just wanted to make you say that to get you back for taking these pictures! I had to make you pay somehow! But don't worry, I guess we're even now." I couldn't believe my luck. She was going to let me off the hook that easily! I was afraid we were going to have to get my parents involved! Then Jen said, "So, will you help me e-mail some to John please?"

I was feeling a little more comfortable now and had my wits about me. I really didn't want that asshole John getting ahold of my pictures. I needed to find an excuse... "Well," I said, "I don't know... I mean, your eyes are closed and it's obvious you're asleep. If you send them, isn't he gonna ask who took them all? You'd have to explain it, and... well, isn't that a little weird?" 

Jen laughed and said offhandedly, "Yes, it is a little weird for a big brother to be taking topless pictures of his sister on the beach." My face reddened at this blow, and I looked away from her. But Jen thought about my comment, realizing it would be weird to send her boyfriend pictures of her asleep topless. It would be obvious that someone else had taken them, and he might get jealous... Then Jen spoke up, "But hey, since you've already done it once, why not just do it again?"

"What?" I said, not getting her meaning at all.

"I said, you've done it once, so why not do it again? It may be weird for a big brother to take pictures of his little sister topless, but since you've already done it and seen me, it wouldn't really hurt anything to go do it again. Except this time, I'll be posing with my eyes open, facing the camera. So when I send the pictures to John I can just say that I set it up on self-timer and no one else was around!" Jen looked very pleased with her solution. 

Trying to understand her correctly, I asked my sister, "You want me to come out and take more pictures of you on the beach?"

"Yeah," she said, "I mean, I could do it on the self-timer myself, but I really liked the composition of your photos. With the sky and the water in the background and stuff... And it would be easier not to have to run back to the camera for every single shot. Besides, like I said, you've already done it, and seen me. I mean, my boobs are right on your computer screen right now. So what's the harm in it if you see them again and take more pictures at my request?"

Did somebody say "Once in a Lifetime Opportunity?" 

I was stunned, but only lost my composure for a moment. Finally I said, "Yeah, sure. I'd be happy to help."

"Great!" said Jen. "You can give me some input on what's sexy too. I think I might want to do some good shots of my bikini bottoms from the front, like these last three shots. You focused too much on my boobs before." She clicked forward in the slideshow to three of the last photos. They were shots of her crotch being covered only by the skimpy little bikini bottoms, and her pussy lips bulged out nicely. I could see why Jen wanted to send her boyfriend shots like those. 

But then my heart stopped. The last picture! She was going to see the last picture!

The last picture I had taken while spying on my sister was a shot of my own dick out of my pants and next to her face with her tits in the frame. Jen hadn't gotten to the end of the roll yet, but the order of the photos was: three shots of her crotch, then my dick in her face. She was on the second of the crotch shots... Shit! If she clicked to that last picture she might get mad and change her mind about the whole thing! I had to stop her. "Yeah totally," I said, "We can focus a little more... down there"

"Great." She said. Then she clicked to the third crotch shot. "Yeah, I definitely think he'll find these sexy." Her finger wavered over the "forward" button, ready to go to the final shot. I had to do something!

"Oh hey!" I shouted. She stopped. I searched for something to say... "Let me see that shot again that you really liked. With the sailboat and the sky and all that..." Jen looked at me weirdly, but started clicking backwards in the slideshow, further and further away from the picture with my dick in it.

"You just want to look at my boobs again, huh?" Said Jen as she found the picture with the sailboat. 

Relieved that I didn't get caught with my dick out – literally – I breathed easier and said, "Hah, yeah right. Why do I need to do that when I'll see them again on the beach while I'm taking pictures?" 

I realized it might not have been the smoothest thing to say, but Jen smiled a huge smile and said, "Good point bro! So are you ready to see them again?"

"What?" I said, and automatically looked right at her chest. 

"I mean are you ready to go out and take these pictures of me for John."

I didn't realize she would want to do this photoshoot immediately! But I was totally game. My dick was still semi-hard in my boxers and I was absolutely ready to see my sister's tits in the flesh again. 

Jen said, "I mean, it's early, so I figure not a lot of people will be out on the beach, and I'd like to be able to send them to him tonight anyway."

"Sure," I said. "Let me just put my bathing suit on and we can go."

"Me too." Said Jen. "I'll use the bathroom to get ready, so I can do my hair and some makeup and stuff. You stay out here and change." 

Jen grabbed her bathing suit, which was hanging over a railing in our room, and headed to the bathroom. Immediately I jumped onto the computer and took care of the evidence. I took all the photos I had snapped of Jen (including the one with my dick out) and copied them to a folder I named "PhotoShoot 1." Then I deleted every last one of them from my iPhoto library. Now there was no way I'd get caught with that last picture! I heard Jen rummaging around in the bathroom and I jumped into action. I shimmied out of my boxers and into my bathing suit, frustrated that my dick was excited but I had no time to stroke it. I grabbed the camera, took a swig of water, sat on my bed and waited.

After a few minutes, Jen emerged from the bathroom. She was only wearing the little, red, thong bikini from Le Mirage! Yesterday she had been so concerned with covering up in front of me! "Lookin' good Jen!" I joked to ease the tension I was feeling.

"Yeah," she said, "I was going to cover up, but then I realized you're about to see a lot more of me than this! So what's the point?" 

I decided to take advantage of her newfound comfort and said, "Yeah, don't worry about me, I'm just your brother." And since she couldn't really complain, I openly stared at her, watching her every move while she walked around the room, gathering her stuff. She threw some stuff into a bag and then grabbed some capri pants to wear as cover-ups while we walked to our secluded spot. I watched closely as she bent over to step into them, her ass right in my face. I was loving this! Fuck, my sister was hot! 

She straightened up and looked over her shoulder at me. "Like what you see?" she asked sarcastically.

"Hey" I said, ready to defend myself. I'm just looking at my model, trying to think of decent poses so that this photoshoot isn't a waste of time!" I figured that if I really took on the role of the "photographer" she might think less of me as her brother and just try to hit the hottest poses possible. 

"Gotcha," she said, "Well, does this give you any ideas?" And with that she reached up to the bathing suit top and pulled all the material away from her breasts to the sides, exposing her tits to me completely. I was speechless and just stared. Jen looked down and casually tweaked her left nipple, then said, "You're right, they are pretty small and dark..." I shook my head in disbelief and felt my dick rising. Jen laughed and said, "Oh get over it Mr. Photographer, you've seen them before!"

That may have been true, but that was just while I was spying. Now these magnificent breasts were being openly exposed to me in the privacy of our hotel room! Jen put her tits back in her suit and then threw a tiny t-shirt on over her top. Now convinced that she was covered sufficiently she looked me in the eye and said, "Ready to go?"

"Ready." I said, trying to conceal the excitement in my voice.

I must not have done a very good job, because Jen laughed at me, then turned and led the way to the door. We exited the hotel room and started walking. I quickly realized we were headed to the same spot Jen had been in yesterday. I asked Jen about this and she said, "Well, it's pretty secluded. If it hadn't been for you, I probably would have been all by myself." I smiled, knowing this was true. We continued walking, passing by the occasional early morning riser. Again I smiled, knowing not one of them would have guessed that Jen and I were brother and sister and we were heading off to a private spot so that she could strip down and let me photograph her. 

Some deranged part of me wanted to say to someone, "Isn't my sister fucking hot? I'm about to go take semi-nude pictures of her. She's got great tits." But instead I just smiled at the people we passed and said nothing. Soon enough, we were at Jen's secluded spot where three chaise lounges were grouped next to a copse of trees. There wasn't a soul in sight, and the sky and ocean looked beautiful.

The Chance of a Lifetime.

Jen sat down on one of the lounge chairs and looked around, seeming nervous. I asked cautiously, "Did you change your mind?" I was about to add, "We don't have to do this if you don't want to." But then I thought better of it.

"No," she said, "I'm just making sure no one is out here." 

"Trust me," I said, "we're safe." 

"That's what I thought yesterday!" Said Jen with a laugh, "But then you popped up out of nowhere! Is that where you were hiding?" She pointed to the rock I had been hiding behind. I just nodded and smiled. "Well, you don't have to hide today! Let's get started!"

Jen gently pulled her t-shirt up over her head so that her top half was covered only by the bikini material. Those giant tits took my breath away every time I saw them. Jen saw me looking and smiled up at me. "You ready?" She asked. I nodded again, trying to keep my smile minimal. Jen stood up and unbuttoned her capri pants. She stared me down as she bent over and slid the pants down her legs, teasing me with an angled view of her ass. "John's gonna love these pictures," she said, "I'm in a sexy mood." 

Perfect, I thought. My sister kicked off her pants and was now clad only in her micro bikini. My thoughts were far from brotherly as I pressed the power button on the camera and got ready to take some pictures. I decided to take charge right away, hoping that if Jen got used to taking direction from me then I might be able to push her boundaries about what kind of poses she would hit. "Alright, come down by the water. The sun is just high enough that there won't be any backlight to spoil the shots, and those clouds in the background should look really nice." If I continued to mention things like what was in the background, maybe I could keep her thinking that I was really just concerned about getting good pictures, and not about ogling my sister in the most risqué pose possible.




Cancun Candids Ch. 02



Jen led the way down to the water, a good 20 feet or so. I followed her, my eyes glued to her ass. I wanted to drop to my knees and just worship those globes, but I had to watch my step, or Jen might call the whole thing off. Jen reached the edge of the water and turned around. Her tits jiggled gently against the tiny strings holding them in place. "Damn Jen, you look gorgeous."

"Gorgeous?" she asked, "Or hot? I want these pictures to be as hot as possible for John." 

"Well," I conceded, "I meant you look hot. I was just noticing how your... breasts were jiggling a little against your suit top. Man, you're really busting out of there." I was still unsure of whether this kind of talk would make her self conscious, or whether it would keep her fueled for a sexy photoshoot. She said she wanted John to find these pictures hot...

"Really?" asked Jen as she looked down at her own chest. "I didn't know they moved that much. It's too bad these are just pictures and not a video for John! He won't be able to see them jiggling! But here, this should get you in the mood to take some sexy shots." She jumped up and down the slightest bit, making her tits heave up and down pulling against the bathing suit strings. I was in heaven, and horny! 

I said, "All right! Now let's get started." 

Jen looked at me, as if searching for some direction. I told her, "At first, just stand there and look off into the distance. I'll walk around and get some shots to see what the best angles are." Jen nodded and looked off to the left. I snapped a picture or two with her whole body in the frame, and then I stepped in closer to get her from the chest up. I looked up at her and said, "Hey, you gotta relax your body. You look too tense."

"It's just weird now that I know someone is taking the pictures... And you're my brother Dave! I just don't feel very sexy posing like this."

"Well," I said, "Then try not to see me. Look only at the camera, and imagine that John is the one actually taking the pictures." She looked at me funny for a second, but then suddenly something clicked in her mind and it was as if a switch had been thrown. Immediately her shoulders relaxed. She cocked one hip out a little bit in a saucy stance, and her face was suddenly extremely smoldering...

"OK baby," she suddenly said in a smoky voice. "Where do you want me John?" 

Baby? My sister just called me baby... OK... I hadn't exactly meant to go 100% for the role-playing thing... But whatever! If she needed to pretend I was her boyfriend to get a little dirty for the camera – no problem! 

"Well..." I stammered, "Make me... want you... Stick out your chest a little more. Show me your... ass..." In my horny state I almost told her to show me something else, but at the last second I settled on saying "ass" instead so as not to push her too far. But apparently this was what she needed to hear anyway.

"Oh god John," moaned my sister, "You always have been addicted to my ass... But we'll get there, baby. First, why don't you enjoy my tits a little more?" Jen continued to sway back and forth a little and posed this way and that. She arched her lower back and thrust her chest straight out into the sun. Her beautiful breasts strained and pulled against the material of her tiny red bikini. Now it was getting good. Jen was relaxed and I was getting some great shots on my digital camera. I could see that her nipples had hardened beneath her suit and they poked straight out as she posed for me. Unsurprisingly, Jen's nipples weren't the only things growing hard... As I felt my dick growing from watching my sister's display, I quickly adjusted it so my hardon wouldn't be tenting my bathing suit so obviously. Jen must have noticed, because a Cheshire grin suddenly appeared on her face.

"Mmmm, my baby must like what he's seeing. Am I doing good for you, John?" 

I nodded and said, "Definitely, your... tits look incredible in that suit, Jen. I'm getting some great shots of you."

Jen loved the positive encouragement and replied, "Oh John, we're only getting started. But I'm glad you like my tits so much. I know you love how small and dark my nipples are and how big and round my tits are." 

I remembered back to the hotel room when Jen seemed to delight in making me refer to her body parts specifically. I guess it did something for her! So I played right along. If she was getting more comfortable, I'd continue playing the part of "John" so that she would feel right at home and get a little more kinky for me. I kept snapping pictures and said to her, "Oh Jen, you know I fucking love your big tits. I love watching them bounce up and down, I love squeezing them, and you know I like to lick and suck on those little dark nipples of yours. I could bite those little nips all day..."

Jen's eyes suddenly went wide. She looked at me for a quick moment like she was surprised I had taken that next step. It was one thing for me to tell her I liked the look of her breasts, but now I was talking about touching them and suckling them. Her lapse was only momentary however, and after a second Jen was right back in photoshoot mode saying, "Oh John! That's right, I forgot how you like to see my tits played with. Let me do that for you." Jen reached up and immediately grabbed a handful of each breast. NOW we were really rolling. I watched as my little sister squeezed and teased her incredible chest. She pushed them up and down so they bounced dangerously against her suit fabric. She grabbed her hardened nipples through the suit and pinched them tightly. I grinned uncontrollably as I saw her face break out in a look of sexual pleasure. 

"God, that's hot." I said to Jen while her eyes were still closed. "I've always loved watching you pinch your nipples like that. You like it when I pinch them too, don't you?" Jen opened her eyes and looked at me with a sly expression on her face. Her subtext was clear, and her face was saying silently, "You little perv, you just want to hear about how I fool around with my boyfriend." 

But instead she said, "Oh, fuck yes, John. Remember that first time you played with my tits and I loved your pinching so much that I told you to get some clothespins to clip on them? And then we left the clothespins on while you fingered me to an orgasm?" Okay. Shit. This was really getting good. But I had to control myself or for me it would end much sooner than I wanted. I was bulging completely out of my swimsuit, and I didn't want to cum suddenly. It was only made worse when Jen followed up with, "And remember how my brother was right in the other room while you did that? I was so nervous he'd hear me as you made me cum so loud, and I thought he might walk in on us. If he had done that he would have gotten an eyeful of your fingers in my pussy and my nipples pinched red between those clothespins!" 

At this point she was obviously just enjoying teasing me with ideas of what she and John had actually done together. My sister liked having her nipples pinched that hard? Nice... What I would've given to pinch them so hard I made her scream in pleasure. Whatever her goal was, she was only succeeding in turning me on even further, and making me want to take some dirty, nasty photos of her on the beach. In a rush of adrenaline and testosterone I took two steps closer and said, "Oh, I remember Jen. I loved seeing your nipples pinched so hard. Pull that suit aside and let me see it again. Pinch your tits hard." Jen looked at me with hooded eyes and hesitated for only the smallest moment. She was just now realizing that no matter how far she pushed I was matching her step for step, so far. 

Jen smiled wickedly and pulled the left cup of her swimsuit to the side with her left hand. Then with her right she slowly reached up to grab her own nipple between her thumb and index finger. Now we had succeeded in taking a further step in our photoshoot: I had seen her bare breasts already, of course, but now I was watching her commit an actual sexual act. It was more than just seeing, there was action now. And we were both enjoying it! Jen's eyes closed again as she pinched her nipple. I could see how hard and small it had gotten, the cool sea air contributing to my sister's sensations as well. I continued to snap photos and chimed in with, "That's it, Jen. Just like that first time... pinch hard. And this time you can moan all you want. We don't have to worry about any siblings walking in..." 

Jen tweaked her nipple particularly hard in response. And seemingly lost in the moment she threw her head back and sighed, "Oh god... just like the next time we fooled around. We were in the same room but my brother wasn't home so we got extra naughty and you pinched my nipples hard with one hand while you slid a finger into my virgin ass with the other hand! Can you imagine if my brother had walked in on that scene? His sister moaning wildly with a finger up her ass for the first time?" Jesus Christ... maybe she was going to win this game of back and forth. I was definitely not ready for that one. Was she being serious? I couldn't tell because her head was still lolling back in pleasure from her nipple pinching. I tried to regain my focus and decided to use it as a moment to move things forward in the photoshoot. 

"That's right, baby. You're so dirty... I loved feeling your asshole tighten around my finger as I slid it in and out. And I know you loved it so much."

Jen laughed suddenly in response and then sighed saying, "Oh my God, you're good at this, Dave." It was a surprising break in character, and it threw me for a momentary loop. It was the first time she'd switched to my real name. Was she throwing in the towel and giving up? Had I pushed it too far with that one? 

I decided to test the waters with a quick, "Thanks." Then I got back into character and said, "So, baby, since we both loved your first anal experience so much, why don't we let your tits take a break and focus the camera a little further south?" 

Jen smiled and said, "Just what I had in mind, John." Yes! She was back in character and I was back in business! I knelt in the sand in front of my sister and focused the camera right at her crotch. We had grown so comfortable in our sexual teasing that it didn't seem odd to either of us that I was now kneeling with my face two feet from my sister's scantily clad vagina, not to mention the fact that my camera was now focusing directly at it! I pushed the shutter button down halfway and the lens automatically focused. Everything on the viewfinder screen suddenly popped into sharp focus. The material of the bathing suit was so small and stretched so tightly that there wasn't a wrinkle to be had. But the edges of the suit stood out in stark contrast to the paleness of my sister's skin. Her thighs came together beautifully underneath her suit-covered mound, nearly touching, but not quite. Upon this close examination I could see one or two tiny spots of evidence that my sister had to shave her bikini area. Man, who would've thought I'd ever be inspecting my sister close enough to think about how she had to shave her pubic hair off?

I tore my gaze away from the camera and looked up to my sister. "This looks great, Jen. Why don't you get a little suggestive? Move your hands down onto your thighs so that your fingertips are right at the edges of the suit?" 

"Like this?" my sister asked as she did as she was told. Her fingers now barely brushed the material covering her bulge, and my own bulge responded." 

"Perfect." I said gleefully. "Now, slowly move them inwards. Like that! Great... now just barely slide your fingertips underneath, like you're reaching for what's inside..." I continued to snap picture after picture. 

Jen laughed again, out of character. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?" 

I didn't even hesitate, not wanting to stop. "Of course I am, baby. You've got a hot body and I want to be able to look at it even when we're not together. Now I want you to tease me with your cunt. Pull your suit extra tight so I can see every detail of your little box." 

"Oh, you wanna see my cunt now, do you? You want to see every detail of my little box?" 

I looked up and stared my sister directly in the eye, not missing a beat. "Hell yes I do. I loved seeing your tits, now I'm hungry for your pussy." She smiled down at me quizzically, not sure if I was in character or not. Was this "John" telling his girlfriend that he wanted pictures of her vagina? Or was this her little brother saying he was hungry for his sister's pussy? 

Wavering slightly, Jen dropped her character for a moment and said, "The suit's already so tiny... I don't know how much tighter and I can make it." 

I didn't even look up at her. Instead I scooted six inches closer and said, "Just do your best. The pictures will be worth it." Jen sighed and looked down at her crotch. She gripped the top of the material of her bikini bottoms to slowly and gently pull them upwards, forcing the material tighter against her snatch. 

She felt immediate pressure all over... She was right, the material was so small already there wasn't much more she could do to stretch it. By pulling the front of her suit upwards, the string back of it immediately shifted to compensate, forcing the rear material hard between her ass cheeks and firmly against her asshole. She gasped a little bit, feeling the sensation and not exactly hating it. Jen vaguely heard her older brother say, "That's perfect. A little tighter. This looks great." But Jen's focus wasn't exactly on the photoshoot, it was on her own body. She tugged once more at the bikini material and felt it tighten to the extreme around her privates. Her ass felt a rush of fire as the thong tightened once more and Jen moaned in response. Then she suddenly felt her pussy lips being separated by the moving material. She was pulling her thong so tight it was working its way between her lips! She looked down to see her brother's face mere inches from her crotch. The camera still clicked away, amazingly close to her pussy on display.

I was loving the view. Jen seemed to be a little out of it, but continued to pull her suit tighter and tighter. With each gentle tug I was treated to a little more detail of the forbidden fruit that was beneath her bikini. Never in my wildest dreams did I dream I'd be drooling over my sister's snatch from just inches away. Well, maybe in my wildest dreams... I tried to bring Jen back from lala land and said, "Oh! Jen, this is great. Here's an idea, I saw this in some porno pics once. If you pull a little tighter and a little higher then you'll give yourself a front wedgie. It looks really sexy with your cunt spilling out around the material." 

Jen looked dubiously down at me. "Are you sure, Dave? It feels pretty tight down there already." She sounded out of breath. 

"Hey," I responded, noting that she had called me by my real name again, "you said you wanted hot. I'm just trying to do my job." She smiled at that response, not in that wicked, naughty way like she'd been doing, but in more of a loving, thanks-for-helping-me-out kind of way. She nodded and began to pull. What followed was a sight that I wish every guy with a little sister could someday see... As Jen slid the waist of her bikini higher (which was riding far up on her hips by now. Think Jamie Lee Curtis' strip scene in True Lies) the rest of the material had nowhere else to go but... in. It stretched and stretched and stretched and tried to keep her secrets hidden, but then suddenly, without warning, I was looking at her labia majora. There it was. Two puffy, pink pontoons on either side of this maroon material which continued to sink its way into her cleft. Oh, it was beautiful. Again I saw traces of my sister's shaving. I liked that it wasn't a perfectly waxed pussy like you see in porno. Instead it was the slightly rushed shaving of a girl who wasn't even 21 yet, who just wanted to make sure the world never saw her with bush. 

My first impulse was to look up and ask, "Can I watch you shave your pussy sometime?" But I knew that would break the spell and end all our fun. Instead I continued to take pictures of this sight before me. After all, that was my job! I snapped away as my sister's labia continued to reveal themselves to me. Jen was surprisingly quiet, but I let that slide and stuck to my own devices. I varied my angles and my depths, making sure to get a clear picture of my sister's treasures. I snapped some super-close-ups, my camera no more than two inches from my sister's cunt. I noticed my hands were shaking being in such close proximity to her sex. I didn't want to look up at her for fear that things would change, so I continued my business. I wanted to take pictures all day long just so I could keep staring at her crotch! 

Thinking logically, I figured this might be the most exposed I would get to see her, so I had to make the best of it. I wanted that one perfect front wedgie shot with her lips just completely exposed, basically making the suit disappear between them. But Jen wasn't quite achieving that... She had stopped her adjusting of the suit, but I didn't want to sound like I was begging her to keep going. So instead of asking her I quickly reached in and shifted the material myself. I was quick. One fast tug at the top of the material on the right, then one little push of the material on the left. It happened so quickly, but what I was left with was the perfect picture. Jen's lips now completely engulfed her bathing suit. It truly looked like I was staring at her naked pussy with no clothing whatsoever. The only giveaway was that right at the very top of her slit a line of gathered material suddenly appeared and then blossomed into the rest of her bikini, still held in my sister's hands. I took three perfect pictures here, and then sat back on the sand to reflect on what I had just done. 

Without thinking I'd reached up and pulled my sister's bathing suit up into her crotch. I hadn't actually touched her pussy, that was true. In truth, my index and middle finger had really only grazed that soft, upper area above her pussy. But still, I was getting ever closer to that invisible line in the sand that said, "She is your sister, and you can't touch her privates!" I sighed and looked up at my sister whose chest was heaving. She still seemed out of breath. "Sorry," I said, "I just wanted to make sure I got a perfect picture. I definitely got it now!" She smiled softly at me and just nodded. I looked back down at her exposed lips and now noticed the wetness that had developed there. The bikini material was holding her juices in for the most part, but now I watched as a single drop of wetness escaped from down below and slowly started running down the inside of her thigh. The fact that it was one bead of juice running down her leg made it so much hotter than if she had been gushing, and I immediately snapped a picture of it. 

Jen suddenly spoke up and said, "Wait, I don't want it to look like I peed or something." 

I looked up and saw the worry in her eyes. "Okay, don't worry," I said. I'll delete that one." And then without really thinking I leaned in and wiped my sister's dripping pussy juice off of her leg in one long swipe. It wasn't really done in a sexy, daring way. It was more of a "I'm doing my job" way. After all, I was the photographer and my model felt uncomfortable, so I was removing what made her feel that way. In essence, however, what I had done was reach in and with one finger swipe my way from about mid-thigh all the way up to the danger zone in order to get all the liquid. When I pulled my hand back, I so desperately wanted to stick my finger in my mouth and suck that moisture off... But to play things safe I wiped my finger on my bathing suit and said to Jen, "All right. Now let's focus on that ass, baby." 




Cancun Candids Ch. 02



She laughed, appreciating the fact that I had diffused the situation by getting back into character. She was about to reach down and pull the bikini out of her pussy, but instead asked, "You said this was the perfect picture, right?" I nodded, appreciating how hot her pussy looked still hanging out of her bikini. "Well, wouldn't it actually be more perfect if you could see all that down there and all this up here?" And with that she reached up and untied her bikini top. It came off effortlessly and she tossed it playfully over to the cameraman, me. It landed on my shoulder and I quickly tossed it to the ground so I could snap some even more perfect pictures of my sister. God, she was right. There she was, standing on a bright, sunny beach with no top on and just a little string splitting her pussy lips apart. I basically felt like I was seeing her naked. I suddenly found myself wishing that string wasn't there so I could see her opening... What a difference it makes when you can't see the juicy inside of a young pussy. 

"Okay," Jen said, breaking me out of my reverie, "You had said something about my ass?" 

"Yep," I said. "I love your tits, Jen. I love your pussy, now let me see your ass and make this photoshoot complete." I said it earnestly, looking her in the eye. She winked at me and obliged by turning around.

"What do you want to see?" She looked back at me over her shoulder, pouting for my first pictures.

"Oh, just be natural," I told her. It was crazy to think how far she had come from her first awkward poses. "I'll just start snapping and maybe give you some direction. We should probably hurry up and finish before anyone catches us." I hated the idea of bringing this to an end, but we really had kind of pushed the limits of our alone time out on the beach. 

Jen seemed to read my mind. "I wouldn't have thought you'd want to hurry this along! You really seem to be enjoying yourself... and the view. What, are you scared of being caught on the beach with your naked sister?" She smiled and stuck her ass out at me for my next pictures. 

"Sister? The only one I see out here is my hot girlfriend, baby." I jumped back into character to see how far I could push her at the end. 

Jen moaned to get herself back into the pretend relationship and said, "Oh, that's right, John. I must have been crazy to think my own brother would be the one wanting to stare at my tight ass. Tell me, John, what do you want to see me do?" 

Time to go for broke. "Well, I've got some nice closeups now of your cheeks. They're amazing, by the way. But why don't we do this: sit down real quick and get your cheeks covered in sand." Jen laughed but then said, "Okay," and sat down. I said, "Good, now just press your cheeks hard into the ground, really get them covered in sand." She laughed some more but was diligent in following directions. It was kind of funny to watch my sister wiggle her ass on the ground so hard, but kind of hot at the same time. "Okay, now you can stand up again and we'll see if it worked." 

Jen stood and said, "See if what worked?" But the answer was clear. Now as I looked at her ass I saw two perfect globes all caked and covered with sand, split by the clean, red string of her bikini. This was hot. She looked back down at her bum and giggled. "Hah, that's cute," she said. 

Cute indeed. But I wasn't after cute. I was after fucking hot and naughty. I said, "Great. Now bend over as far as you can. Stick your ass out at me." She did as she was told and I moved in for the best shots. "God, Jen, you've got such a great ass." She smiled and looked back at me, her head hanging upside down as she posed. "Okay," I said, "Now for the really hot shots. Reach back with your hands and spread your cheeks open for me." Jen looked at me dubiously.

"Really?" 

"Absolutely," I told her. "Jen, it's what I want to see." Jen wasn't totally sold... was this her "boyfriend" looking to get great pictures of her ass, or was this her brother trying to see his sister's asshole? Either way, she might as well at this point. Jen reached back and grabbed a cheek with each hand. She nearly fell over in the sand as she did it, but she regained her balance and spread her cheeks wide.

What I got to see then nearly blew my other views out of the water. With Jen's bikini still wedged up between her pussylips, it was just one straight shot from the back of the bikini straight down over her asshole, through her pussylips and then up the other side. With her cheeks pulled open this way everything was exposed. And the best part of all, the material was pulled so tight that it had grown very thin. Jen's asshole was barely even covered by the material! I could actually gaze in and see the wrinkles where her actual sphincter began. I wasn't looking at my sister's ass now, I was looking at her asshole! I leaned in closer. "That's amazing Jen. This is what I've dreamed of." I snapped my shots, getting super high-resolution images of that tiny rosebud with the bikini running over it and with some stray molecules of sand stark against her skin. 

"Is it good?" Jen asked me from her precarious position. 

"Jen, this is the hottest photo yet. Your cheeks are completely covered in sand, yet your crack is totally clean from being covered with the bikini. It's a great contrast. I've seen shots like this before online. They're some of my favorite." 

Jen seemed to like hearing that. "What do they usually do next?" 

"Well," I said, hesitating, "Usually these shots would be followed up by reaching back and pulling the back of the bikini aside, really exposing themselves." 

Jen stood up immediately. Goodbye sphincter. I couldn't see it anymore. I knew I shouldn't have pushed for something like that. Jen reach between her legs and finally pulled the bikini material out from between her lips and settled the entire bathing suit back to normal. It still didn't cover much, but compared to what I'd been seeing, I was suddenly very disappointed not to be seeing my sister's nether regions. 

I expected to hear a tirade about being a perv, but instead Jen just said, "That feels better, that material was starting to get uncomfortable up there. Okay, like this?" And in one smooth motion my sister bent back down, doubled over, and reached back to grasp the back of her thong suit. In one swift pull it was over to the side, and there I was, staring my sister's stretched brown eye directly in the face. My sister was smiling back at me, waiting. "Aren't you going to take pictures? Doesn't it look good?" 

I shook my head and said, "Jen... it's... amazing." I got back into action and took some pictures. "Yes," I said, "Yes." I delighted as I saw my sister's asshole wink open and closed a little bit as she struggled to hold her position. 

She laughed at my moaning appreciation and said, "What do you think?" 

"I think it's amazing, Jen. These pictures are going to be awesome."

"But what do you think while you look at it? I mean, you're looking right at my asshole, Dave. Your sister's asshole is spread open in front of you and you're taking pictures of it. That's kind of crazy, right?"

Okay... so there was no more pretending. We were acknowledging what was going on... "Well," I said, "Yes, it's kind of crazy. But it's kind of hot... I guess. I mean, I like it. Look at your fucking ass, Jen. It's hot!" 

She replied with a clever, "Well, I can't look at it now... but I guess I can see the pictures later. You really like it that much?"

"Jen, I'm so turned on right now. All I can do is stare at your ass and imagine the time John put his finger in there for the first time. That must have been amazing." Jen's brown eye winked a little at the mention of penetration. "God, I'd love to see that." 

Jen laughed. "It was pretty great, actually. Sorry I teased you with that earlier." Then an idea seemed to pop into her head. "Actually, you know what? I bet John would love to see that too, right?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, still pretty mesmerized by the sight in front of me. This whole time Jen just continued exposing herself to me while we chatted. 

"Well, I want hot pictures to send him. It doesn't get much hotter than seeing me shove a finger up my own ass..." 

I stammered, barely able to breathe. "Well... uh... yes, yes... I guess." 

"Good," she replied. Make sure you get some good ones." She reached back with her other hand and her finger found her little backdoor. Her trembling fingers fondled around, having difficulty from the position she was in. I snapped away in awe as my sister actually tickled her anus for me to see. "Shoot," she said, "It's tough like this." And she stood up. DAMN! That was going to be amazing, but she stopped! What a bummer. "It'll be easier if I just take this off completely, you think we're still good on being alone?" 

I looked up and down the beach, clear as far as I could see! 

Jen quickly shucked off her bikini bottoms. My sister was naked. My sister was standing naked in front of me! I took a picture. 

"Here's what we'll do," my sister said, all business, "We've got about ten more minutes. As a reward for helping me out, for the first five minutes you can do whatever you want, take pictures, just sit and look at me, whatever. Then for the last five minutes I'll... uh... well, I'm gonna finger my ass a little bit for the last few pictures to send John, okay?"

"Yep," was all I was able to squeak out. 

Jen started brushing the sand off of her butt. I just sat and stared. She caught me looking and smiled. "I guess that answers that. No more pictures? Just gonna look?" I brought the camera up out of a knee jerk reaction, but she just smiled again and said, "No, it's okay. I said you could just look for a few minutes." She came over and sat directly in front of me in the sand, with her back facing the ocean. It was a beautiful sight: an early morning sun, a clear blue sky, gently crashing waves, and my beautiful sister slowing spreading her legs open for me to take a look. At this point the camera was forgotten and I was just staring. Jen smiled and said, "Boy, you really do like it, don't you Dave?" 

"You're so hot, Jen," was all that I could say. "Your tits, your pussy... everything. Just... wow." 

"Stop it," she said shyly, "you're making me embarrassed!" 

I laughed and said, "Well, that is definitely not what I want to do! I'll shut up now and just look." That seemed okay with my sister. I was sitting Indian style in the sand, and she was just two feet in front of me with her legs splayed out to the side. I loved seeing her pussy touch the sand she sat on. I don't know what it was about that... but it just got me going. I mentioned to Jen that I'd seen online that some people call it a "breaded pussy" when a vagina is covered in something like sand, and that I liked looking at pictures like that.

Jen smiled at this detail and sighed. "Well, I guess we're here now, right? I might as well indulge you, bro." Remaining in her seated position, Jen scooped up a handful of sand and pressed it straight to her crotch. She held it there tightly and with the other hand scooped more towards her pussy. She looked up at me and said, "Are you sure it's going to stick?" 

I said, "I have no idea, no one has actually done this for me in person..." and we both laughed. She pressed her hand harder and wiggled it back and forth on her mound.

"Hah, this feels weird," she said. "It's sort of like masturbating. It feels kinda good, but the sand makes it feel really different. It's cold... All right, that should do it." 

I watched as my sister gently stood up, allowing the loose sand to fall away from her privates as she did. But the effect was perfect. Stuck to her amazing, shaved pussy was a sheen of light sand from the beach. It drove me crazy. Jen stood up straight and said, "Wow! You were right, a little breaded pussy! Cool."

I smiled at her and said, "I told you." Then I paused while still staring at her little box. "This is really fun, Jen. I'm really, really enjoying this." 

"What," asked Jen, "seeing your first real-life breaded pussy?" 

"Well, no..." I responded. "Just... doing all of this with you. It's like something crazy and out there that I never would have thought of. Look at you, you're my sister and you're standing naked in front of me! Not only that, you're recreating some of my favorite porn pictures for me. It's just cool! I love looking at your body."

"You love looking at my body because it's just a great body... or you love looking at my body because I'm your sister?"

I guess it was a fair question, and I had to think for a moment. When I finally answered I said, "Both, I think. Look, Jen, you've got an amazing body. Perfect 10 as far as I'm concerned. But, yeah... the fact that you're my sister actually makes it a little better. Not worse, like I would've thought. You know, it's a little... wrong. I guess that's why I've got this to deal with." I gestured to the obvious bulge in my swim trunks, squeezing it a little to show her.

Jen looked thoughtful as she considered my hardon. Then she smiled a toothy grin and said, "I'm having fun too. I'm glad you like my body. And to tell you the truth, having you be the cameraman has helped me get in the mood for these pictures... I feel a LOT sluttier exposing myself to my own brother than I would to my boyfriend. That's probably why I was dripping down my leg just a minute ago. This is pretty wrong." 

She said that last sentence with a smile, and I just smiled back. Then I broke our eye contact to look back at her pussy. This caught her attention and she said, "Not to end the fun, but we should probably finish up before we get caught out here. It might be fun for US to be brother and sister and have me naked in front of you, but someone else might not think it's so great. Let's get down to the last pictures.

I couldn't believe these were still going to happen. Jen ran down to the water to wash all the sand off her privates. I couldn't blame her... considering what she was about to do, I wouldn't want any sand involved either.

I set up the shot with a great view of the ocean and a little villa in the distance (if only they knew what was going on out on this beach!) Jen looked at me as if to say, "Now what?" I clicked a picture of her and said, "Whenever you're ready, sis. Just... bend over and do your thing. I'll make sure to get some good ones." My sister turned to face the ocean, her beautiful ass now the center of my attention. It was amazing to see her so comfortable with her nudity at this point. She bent over and reached back to her ass.

Pulling her cheeks apart again she said, "This is something you like, right Dave?" I nodded and smiled, clicking away. It was somehow really dirty that we had now completely dropped the roleplaying. Now Jen was basically saying to me, "You like seeing your sister's asshole spread open, right Dave?" Well, it was true! Jen reached back and fondled her back door again. It was a gorgeous sight. Her anus was bright pink and puckered tightly. I couldn't imagine anything very big forcing its way inside.

Jen sighed and said, "It's tough reaching all the way around like this, I'm just gonna squat." 

"Sounds good," I said, not wanting to argue with her for a moment. I stepped in closer as Jen squatted down on the sand, just above where the waves lapped up on the beach. She arched her feet stuck her butt out, which opened her ass up in a lewd display. Jen reached between her legs and her finger found her asshole again. "Muuuuch easier," she moaned. I smiled and took some great pictures of her index finger pressing around the outside of her anus. "Are you ready?" Jen asked me, her voice shaking.

"To see my sister slide a finger in her ass? Absolutely," I responded. Jen laughed and said, "Here we go." She brought her finger to her face and sucked her entire digit into her mouth. She licked it, slobbering up and down the sides of it. She spit a little more right on the tip before bringing the finger back to her ass. I took about five more pictures as she spread her saliva around on her asshole. Then I nearly came in my pants as I watched her begin to press... 

Not two feet in front of me, my little sister was slowing pressing her finger into her asshole for me to watch... A moan escaped her lips and I encouraged her, saying, "Gooood..." Jen laughed and said, "God, this is so dirty! I can't believe I'm letting you watch me do this. If John knew it was my brother taking the pictures, he'd lose his mind." 

I said, "I don't think he'll be focused on the cameraman... more likely he'll be focused on the finger up your ass, like I am." Jen's finger was about halfway inside almost up to the second knuckle. But she had paused, suspended in mid-thrust as I stared at this nasty act before me. "This looks great, Jen," I said, "Is that about as far as you can get it?" 

Jen laughed huskily and said, "Are you kidding? Watch this, little brother." And with painstaking slowness Jen forced the rest of her finger inside her bottom. I devoured the sight as I saw her sphincter spread over Jen's second knuckle, and then spread wider and wider as she bottomed out, her finger inside her butt as deep as it could go. I went wild with the camera, taking pictures so close up that you might not even know what it was unless you knew what you were looking at. Jen's breath became ragged, and she fell forward, losing her balance. She caught herself with her other hand, putting it down in the sand in front of her.

"Perfect Jen, perfect. I love this." 

Jen could barely talk. She seemed winded having something thrust so deeply inside her ass. I backed up a step and took some far away shots. They showed a girl out on a beach, one hand in the sand, the other shoved up her ass. It was so depraved. Again I cursed John and the sexy girl he got to fuck. 

Jen finally spoke up. "Okay, Dave, you got enough?" I said, "Probably, but I could shoot all day if you'd let me!" 

But Jen just said, "No, we'd better finish up. I'd hate to get caught like this!" I sighed and powered the camera off. 

"Let me grab your suit," I offered. I ran the 10 feet up the beach where we had begun our escapade and Jen's suit had been dropped. I snatched the material off the ground, saying another silent thank you to Le Mirage and the suit that started this all. I took a chance that Jen wasn't looking at me and I brought the suit up to my nose, inhaling lightly and enjoying the idea that the material that had been so tight against my sister's pussy was now up against my face. I didn't here a shriek from behind me, so I figured I didn't get caught.

Turning back, I found a surprising sight. My sister was still in the exact same position I'd left her in: hand on the ground, finger in her ass... 

"I thought you said we were done," I asked, jogging back down to her. 

"Ummm, I think I'm stuck, Dave." 

"What do you mean," I asked.

"Well, I stayed in this position so long that all my saliva dried. There's like zero lube back there, and when I try and pull my finger out it really hurts. Fuck, I've never had this happen before. Ow!" I watched as she tried to pull her finger out, but the skin surrounding her digit just pulled with it. I couldn't imagine how it must have felt.

"Well," I offered, "just spit on your other fingers and lube it back up." 

"I can't, Dave," she complained. "First of all, my other hand is covered in sand. THAT would hurt like hell. And second, I don't think I can even adjust my position, it hurts too much." 

There was a long pause.

Finally she said, "Dave... could you..." 

There was another long pause.

"What do you need, Jen?" 

"Well," she said in obvious discomfort, "could you, help?" 

I didn't know what she expected me to do. I stepped in close to her. I put my hands on her shoulders to see if I could prop her up to let her get the job done. But she immediately cried, "No! Don't move me, it hurts too much. I just need something to lube it up so I can pull out. Can you just... I don't know, spit on it or something!"