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Sibling Holiday

By: vitalsignsyork



I stood naked in my bedroom, the door firmly locked. Even to my own eyes, the sight of my 19 year old body was arousing. My breasts were firm and more than filled my small hands. Although they felt weighty, they stood out nicely and my nipples pointed upwards. I ran my palms under them and lightly fingered the tips. God they felt sensitive. I rolled the nipples in my fingers and felt them harden even more. Slowly I slid one of my hands down my belly and toward the tiny triangle of hair between my legs. The brown hair had a nice natural shape; just enough to make me feel womanly.

I ran my finger lightly over my slightly exposed clit and quivered with the strong sensation I felt. As I drank in my own image, I could not help but feel I looked every bit as good as the best-looking girls in the magazines I had once discovered under my brother's bed. I lay back on my bed and imagined I was posing for a magazine photo shoot. I lay slightly propped on my pillows with my legs together and slightly twisted to the side, as I had seen many girls do in those photos. Then as I watched myself in the mirror, I slowly parted my legs and gradually exposed my open pussy to the world.

I imagined men looking at me in a magazine and felt aroused by the thought of them seeing my most intimate place; moist and open to their view. I imagined the photographer looking turned on, with an erection straining his trousers, as he crouched before me, snapping away. The thought of my body affecting men that way added to my arousal. Gradually as I visualised the man, he morphed and became my brother. This was not completely new to me. For some reason since he had moved back home after he graduated at university my biggest turn on always seemed to involve being looked at by my brother.

I started to finger myself for my imagined audience. As I did so; in my mind he put down his camera and took off his t shirt and started to undo his jeans. He undid the buttons one by one, he had no underwear on, and so gradually his pubic hair came into view, and then finally his rigid cock. In my mind he stood up and the jeans fell free, leaving him as naked and exposed as myself. Our eyes locked onto each other, as I slowly pushed a finger inside myself and he started to stroke himself. He stepped closer until he was looming over me. In my mind he pressed the shaft of his erect penis against my pussy, pushing it between the palm of my hand and my clit. His hard length was now lying along my pussy. Then he started moving slowly, brushing his head against my clit and rubbing his shaft along the length of my moist lips to lubricate his cock.

Our eyes were locked; both of us feeling heightened with the awareness of this forbidden contact. Then he placed his head against my lips and pushed incredibly slowly until he was fully inside me. I now actually had two fingers inside myself and every thrust of them was a thrust of his hard cock. My hips were gyrating around my hand and my other hand was now frantically tweaking my nipples, as I imagined him roughly groping and feeling me all over. Suddenly wave after wave of orgasm washed over me and with every quiver I milked my fingers, as if I was sucking every last drop from his rigid cock. I lay back panting on the bed, still gently touching my hard little clit.

Once I had got my breath back, I stood up again. Right where was I, oh that's right I was trying on all my old swim suits ready for next week's family holiday. I picked up a black all in one speedo swimsuit first and slipped it on. This was one of those sport ones with the high sides on the leg. However the suit was so tight that it was pulled up into my pussy almost obscenely. Every fold was clear to view. The effect was added to by my lingering dampness. Furthermore, my breasts were trying to escape out of the top and sides. The material was so thin and pulled so tight that I might as well have been naked. Ever small detail was clear; from the contours of my nipples, to the texture of my little tuft of pubic hair. All in all the sight was very nice and already I was starting to feel aroused again. The trouble was that the straps bit into my shoulder painfully. Shame, as I would have enjoyed the look on a certain someone's face as he tried to hide his expression on seeing me in this. I had recently become aware that my brother was looking at me a lot, and I had been surprised to realise that I found this quite a turn on.

Recently I had become much more sexually awakened and this had a number of results. I started wearing less around the house and found myself getting turned on when I knew my brother was furtively eyeing me up. Like the other morning when I sat on the sofa in a long tee shirt nightie and casually opened my legs while pretending to be engrossed in watching the TV. From the corner of my eye I could see him staring transfixed at the exposed crotch of my cotton panties. When I decided to get up and walk past him to the kitchen for a drink I could see his face looked red and he had a cushion on his lap. I smiled to myself in satisfaction. When I returned he had gone to his room. I knew why. I had also become a lot more aware of my brother's physical presence. He had a lean sporty body and I had seen enough to work out he was quite well endowed. I had also learnt to tell when he was masturbating in his room with the door locked. For a while now I had found my own masturbation filled with thoughts of him doing it. One time when I was certain he was doing it in his room I had purposefully fingered myself finding arousal in knowing we were both getting off at the same time.

I peeled off the tight swim suit and picked up another outfit. I went through them all, but none looked just right. Then I remembered I still had an unworn string bikini, bought a couple of years ago, somewhere in the back of my wardrobe. I located it and pulled it on. It had string that tied at the back and then two strings at the top of each triangle that tied at the back of my neck. Once I was tucked in, I was very pleased. The bra showed a bit of bare breast at the sides as well as a good bit of cleavage. My breasts strained against the material nicely, and the effect was very sexy. Once I had tied the very low cut bottoms satisfactorily at each side of my thighs, I drank in the image. The front triangle was unbelievably small and low on my crotch, and as I moved, I felt the back panel riding up my shapely buttocks.

I imagined being ogled by loads of men on the beach, and I felt another tingle. The only small detail that didn't look right was the small tuft of hair on my crotch peeping above the bikini bottoms. I decided, for the first time in my life, I would have to trim it back. However, with what little I had, the amount left would barely be worth keeping.

Another arousing thought crossed my mind. In my brother's magazines, many girls were completely shaven. In fact, it had previously occurred to me, that so many of them had naked pussies, that maybe that was my brother's preference. Truth be told, I myself had found looking at those girls to be quite a turn on. In fact it was strange that despite enjoying looking at them the most, the idea hadn't even occurred to me to shave myself. Now that it had, an even bigger thrill ran through me. I idly ran my hand down my crotch and through my little tuft. Did I dare to shave myself? If my friends saw me in the showers at the gym, it might cause an unwanted stir. However if I did it now just for this holiday, it could probably grow back before my next visit to the gym. I just could not get it out of my mind. The thought of being bald and even more exposed down there was just making me incredibly horny.

I quickly shoved my dressing gown on over my bikini and snuck out of my room and into the bathroom. Once the door was locked, I threw off the robe and started running the bath. While it ran, I located a can of shaving foam, a new razor and some scissors. I slipped off my bikini bottoms and sat on the toilet to remove as much hair as possible with the scissors. As I started trimming, the hair fell neatly into the toilet bowl. Once I felt I had trimmed enough, I stood up and surveyed the image in the mirror. 

Already I looked almost bald, except at very close up. Just the thought of what I was doing was making my pussy tingle with the feeling of an approaching orgasm. With the bath ready, I turned off the taps, removed my bikini top and climbed in. To start with I just let the warm water soak in, whilst idly rubbing my swollen little clit. Before I got too aroused, I sat up on one corner of the bath, out of the water and applied the foam to my crotch. Just the act of lathering myself up, felt very sexy, and I enjoyed a few moments fingering myself in the slick foam. Then using the razor I started to make a few slow and steady swipes across my mound. With only three movements, what was left of my tuft was gone. Then I parted my legs a lot wider and looked at the harder to reach bits down the sides of my pussy. Luckily, there was virtually no hair there anyway, so with a couple of careful motions, I seemed to have got it all. Slowly I lowered myself back into the warm clear water to rinse off and reveal the finished article.

I sat back on the corner and held a shaving mirror between my legs so I could see clearly how I had done. The result was better than I could have hoped for; there were no marks on my skin, and not a single hair was visible. My still slightly swollen pussy lips and clit were now completely visible, and just yearning for some attention. I pulled out the plug from the bath to let the water drain away, and reached for the nearby bottle of baby oil. I poured some oil into my hand and then started to spread it all over my smooth pussy. The slickness of the oil combined with my hairless pussy was the biggest turn on I had ever felt. In my mind I imagined being caught naked like this by my brother. Being caught naked, in itself might engender sexual thoughts in him, but if he saw I was shaven, it would be on another planet. Suddenly I had a desperate urge to be seen by him right away. I rubbed the oil in a bit more so it wouldn't run down my legs and then shoved my robe back on, with the bikini stuffed in the pocket.

Once back in my room I dressed in a short strappy summer dress. It was a loose design that ended quite high up my legs, only just covering my bum. It had a low back and very thin straps, so you could not wear a bra with it, but I was easily pert enough to do without one. I did not put any knickers on, and shoved my feet into my fabric sandals with the high rope wedge heels. These had laces that crisscrossed up my calves, which I felt were quite sexy, they also made my legs look nice and long and I was sure I had once caught my brother eyeing me up in them. I went down the stairs feeling incredibly exposed, with no knickers on and my now bald pussy all oiled up and only just above the hem of my summer dress.

I found my brother lying on the back lawn on a rug. He was lying on his front in some low slung denim jean cut offs, and as it was a nice summer's day, he had no shirt on. His jeans were low slung and loose fitting, so there was a lovely view of the tops of his bare muscular buttocks, and it was apparent that he was not wearing any underwear. A book lay discarded to his side and he was resting his chin on his crossed arms. I could see he had his personal stereo on and could just make out the sound from the earphones. As he wore a straw trilby hat and sunglasses, I couldn't gauge his reaction as I stepped out of the back garden and onto the patio.

I pretended not to notice him and sat on one of the loungers on the patio, with my feet towards him. I pretended to be just taking in the sun and let my eyes half close. Very slowly I let my legs move slightly apart. I could feel the cool air on my bald pussy and the sensation of it on my swollen and oiled lips made them tingle. I looked out of the corner of my eye to see if my brother had noticed. With his wraparound shades, it was hard to be sure he was looking the right way. If he had, he would have seen quite a sight.

My smooth legs were now further apart and my shaven pussy must have been totally clear to see. The thought of his view and what it might be doing to him, was getting me incredibly horny. I could not believe what I was daring to do. Just to make sure I had gained his attention; I idly pretended to scratch the inside of one thigh, allowing my dress to be completely pushed out of the way. Out of the corner of my eye, I was sure I saw his jaw drop.

Right then I knew I had his attention, I slowly moved my hand higher, as if the itch was moving. By now, I was rubbing the top of my thigh, right beside my bare pussy. I slowed the rubbing motion and gradually moved my hand toward my shaven sex. I almost whimpered as my fingers made electric contact with my bare pussy lips under my brother's silent gaze. Before I knew it, I was fingering myself for my brother's viewing enjoyment. I gazed at his face, but he seemed powerless to move. I took his stunned silence and unmoving open-mouthed look as encouragement to carry on.

I raised my knees a little to improve the view and started to rub my clit with increasing speed, occasionally moving my finger up and down my lips and even opening myself to his view whilst pushing a finger inside. By now, his silent voyeurism was as much of a turn on as if he had decided to join in. It was like he just wanted to let me provide the show, while he didn't miss one bit of it. My other hand was squeezing and massaging one of my breasts through the very thin material of the dress. My nipples were by now so erect that they were clearly visible through the very thin cotton. Involuntarily I started to move my hips in a circular motion, rotating around my now busy hand. With my other hand, I pulled the dress right up my waist baring myself completely to above my belly button. Then it returned to my aching breasts, pushing the straps off my shoulders and completely bearing my aroused nipples.

As I feverishly rubbed my clit I was letting out involuntary whimpers, my hips pushed up, moving my heated sex up to meet my hand, until as I neared my orgasm I started to bite my bottom lip with the power of the sensations. I started to feel wave after wave of orgasm wash over my arched body, my exposed belly was fluttering with involuntary spasms as each one hit. I stroked myself on and on, until I was so sensitive I could not bear anymore. The motion of my stroking hand and my gyrating hips gradually slowed, and then with a final shudder I stopped and let out a long sigh. 

As I lay sprawled there, almost naked, my red and open pussy looking wet and swollen, I refocused on my brother. Still he gave no reaction. Well? I asked him slightly annoyed. Maybe I deserve a similar show from you? I asked him. It had been my desire to see him masturbating for a very long time, and I told him as much. Still he said nothing; in fact his slack jawed expression was starting to look a bit daft. I pulled my straps back up and over my breasts, and stood, so my dress fell back into place.

Slowly I approached him and squatted in front of him with my bare pussy just inches from his face. Very carefully I removed his sunglasses. My suspicion was confirmed. His eyes were closed, and now that I was nearer I could hear from his breathing that he was sound asleep. I had to smile to myself, after the show I had put on, thinking he was seeing it all. I carefully slid my still damp hand inside the back of his jeans and gave his gorgeous bare bum a little caress, before heading back in the house with a plan for the holiday forming in my mind.

Watch out for Part 2 of this 6 part story.

Sibling Holiday Ch. 02



I lay propped on my elbows feeling the rays of the afternoon sun warm my lean young body. The Aegean Sea sparkled and added to the bright radiance of the pale sand. From my secluded vantage point on the tall dunes, I could see bodies filling the beach below. 

As I took in the sight of so many scantily clad women, I could feel my small Speedos tightening almost painfully. I had begged my mum for the money to buy some trendy board shorts for this family holiday, but in her usual way, she had insisted that buying something fashionable was an unnecessary expense. Instead, she made me try on my unfashionable tight blue Speedos which just about fitted and told me they would last another summer. As I became turned on by what I could see on the beach, my waistband started to move outward. Looking downward, I could see my well developed manhood come into view. The tightness of my tiny trunks actually enhanced the sensations and as I felt myself throbbing ever larger, I could feel the backs of my trunks creeping up my bum uncovering more of my buttocks. 

Luckily for me there was no one around, my parents having gone island exploring for the day and my sister avoiding me as usual. I thought back to the morning's unusual events. My sister and I could never seem to avoid squabbling. Although we loved each other and had our quality moments, even at 19 and 20, we always seemed to end up bickering, and for mostly childish reasons. We had very similar natures and the family resemblance was striking. Both us were brown haired, lithe in build and very sporty.

Both of us had been late developers and like me, my sister had only in recent years shown the final results of puberty. Girls usually develop younger than boys do, and so despite an age gap of nearly a year, we were at a very similar point.

For both of us this was probably the first holiday in the sun where we felt we had adult bodies. Not that I would have admitted to her, but my sister had become quite an attractive young lady. For this holiday she had clearly been made to use a swimsuit that was too small for her. My Mum had always been tough to get new clothes out of. She believed in making things last and was frugal to the extreme. She did not care whether we were fashionable or keeping up with our friends. Normally this would mean we looked a bit daft in slightly out of date or too small clothes.

In fact, that morning when we all headed out to the hotel poolside to check it out and I first saw her in that tiny bikini, it had been a bit of a surprise and not a bad one. The sight of her blossomed body, barely covered, had transfixed me. Her full breasts were not very well covered by the small triangles that would have been more than adequate last summer. Now, although not overly large they seemed very pert and there were clear signs of her protruding nipples. Slightly flared hips now framed the tiny triangle of fabric disappearing between her thighs. The back of them could barely cover her shapely bum, half-exposing wonderfully pert cheeks. The bikini was so tiny, and pulled so low at the front, that I guessed she could not have much pubic hair, if any. Maybe it was a family thing as I certainly didn't seem to have a great deal of hair down there. My sister caught me staring and, in my reverie, it took a few moments before I realised she was staring back at me.

In those few seconds, she became very self-conscious as if she could feel my eyes burning her much exposed skin. Her tight body tensed and her nipples hardened. In an abrupt tone she asked what I was staring at, I childishly told her she was unbelievably pale, although at that point I could see the skin on her face and chest becoming flushed. She told me I was fat, which was understandable, not because I was, but because that's what she always said when she couldn't think of a good reply. In fact, there was barely any fat on me and with the last few years of playing rugby, my body had gained some decent muscle. I smiled at her as if we could both recognise my victory in her response.

Instead, her eyes moved down my body and took in my low slung and bulging trunks. Suddenly I was the one feeling self-aware, her smirk disappeared and her eyes lingered as if she was not seeing what she had expected. She seemed taken aback for a second and I saw her swallow hard as if she too had a reassessment to make. Certainly, the last time she would have seen me in these trunks, they were not so tightly packed, nor would they have been pulled quite so low at the front due to my package taking more of the material than it used to. Whilst I did not quite have a six-pack, I did have a flat hard stomach with a distinct pelvic vee disappearing into my trunks.

After a few lingering seconds, she tore her vision from my crotch and looked into my eyes. For a fleeting second I thought I saw a look in her eyes, I had never seen before on my sister. It almost looked like hunger. Old habits die hard however, and this turned into an evil smile as she said my baby trunks suited me, as they were so out of date. At this point, she achieved victory, because I told her to fuck off, which my Dad overheard. The result being I got sent to the hotel room that I was sharing with my sister to calm down for an hour. 

When I got back to the room, despite the situation, I was feeling pretty chilled really. After all, it was the first day of the holiday and I had two weeks in the sun to look forward to. I wandered out onto the large balcony. Quite a few floors down, I could see the hotel pool and all the sunbathers around it very clearly. Anyone looking up would only have been able to see my head and shoulders. It was our very first morning at the hotel, and as I surveyed the unfamiliar scene of so many young ladies in barely any clothing, I inevitably started to feel quite turned on.

In fact my unfashionable trunks now started to feel quite slinky and sexy. As I feasted my eyes on the nubile bodies below, I lightly ran a finger across my fabric encased penis, which twitched in response. The tightness of my small trunks increased. I could feel the edges at the back creeping up my arse as my rigid tool took up more and more space at the front. The waistband at the front was also creeping lower. A gap started to appear at the top and I could feel the cooler air starting to reach the partially exposed skin on my throbbing manhood. I slid my finger inside and lightly stroked across the top. I felt incredibly horny, to be stood outside in the fresh air, in just a pair of tiny trunks.

I looked around carefully and feeling confident no one could see, pushed my waistband down until my erect manhood sprang free. The novel feeling of exposing my naked body outdoors, with the light sea breeze like a caress along my throbbing penis was almost too much to bear. I slid my trunks right off and stood completely naked with my erection sticking straight out. I imagined myself not only outside in the open but on full view to those semi naked sunbathers below me. I looked back down at them and focussed on a distant female form.

I started to stroke myself to ease the building tension of my desire. The stunning nubile girl I had chosen seemed to be the best of them on the poolside loungers and was so nearly naked, that I only had to squint and she appeared to be exactly that. She was lying on her front and had rolled the waistband on her bikini bottoms so low that the top of her bum crack was showing. She had also hitched the bottom edges up her firm buttocks as high as she could to meet them. From my vantage point it simply looked like there was a horizontal line midway across her naked bum. Her top half was undone at the back, with the halter neck bit untied and lying loosely across her towel.

As I fixated on her shapely upturned bum I thrust myself into my hand. Every thrust I made was, in my imagination, a thrust into her as I took her from behind. God only knows what that would have felt like for real, I certainly didn't. As I started to close in on that point of climax, I felt my manhood becoming super sensitive, almost charged with electricity. Being so naked and exposed added to the thrill as I pistoned my rigid burning shaft in my hand. Suddenly it was all too much and I started to ejaculate. Every shot coming out felt exquisite and I felt like the orgasm might never end. I don't think I had ever come so strongly before.

I looked at the balcony wall and floor amazed with how much I had produced. Then I looked back out to reassure myself that no one had actually seen me. As I did so I took another look at the gorgeous body that had so added to my arousal. I gasped in shock; the girl was now lying on her back so that I could clearly recognise my own sister.

My initial reaction was horror. What on earth had I been thinking? Just now I had been imagining sex with someone that was actually completely off limits. Once my initial reaction subsided, I just couldn't get her body out of my mind. I looked back and took in the sight of her as she now lay on her back. Her pert breasts which I had never before seen exposed, pointed straight up at me now, and from the front her bottoms were even more exciting to look at. They were pushed so low at the front; it almost looked like she was partway through removing them. I couldn't see any pubic hair, but the bare mound of her pubic bone was clearly exposed. I knew enough from my magazines, to know her clit must be just under the top edge of her bikini. If she had ever had hair, she must have shaven it.

As I looked at her my feelings were torn. On the one hand she was my sister and thinking of her in sexual terms was taboo, and yet there she was, a sexual being, looking extremely hot. New ideas ran through my mind. Did she get turned on by exposing herself like that? Did she get turned on by shaving herself? Did she masturbate?

My favourite fantasy was always imagining girls I saw in real life and picturing them masturbating. Funnily enough I had first discovered this preference when I found a sexual health advice column in one of my sister's teen magazines which said that it was normal and healthy for girls to play with themselves. It had gone on to detail the various ways girls could stimulate themselves as well as providing line drawings of the various parts of the ladies pussy and techniques to use on them. At the time this new knowledge was like a bomb going off in my mind. I played with myself all the time, and I knew my mates did, but until that moment I had never thought that girls did it too.

I had felt a thrill knowing my sister had read that article, and by the look of the well thumbed pages she had looked at it a few times too. Since then when I looked at girls posing in dirty magazines I had started imagining them touching themselves as well, adding my own mental images to those in the mags. I also liked to imagine all kinds of other females doing it, whether it was celebrities, girls at school or even just women I saw in the street. The thought that they might also masturbate was the best discovery of my young life, and had become the biggest inspiration for my own solo sessions.

Strangely it had never actually occurred to me to think of my sister doing it. It was just an area that was off limits and very taboo. Now though exciting thoughts entered my mind. Did she do it in her bed at night, just the other side of the wall from where I lay in mine? Had she ever done it in the bath, before I took my turn in the water? What did she think of when she was doing it?

The image of my sister lying on the lounger crept back into my mind, only now she slid her hand in her bikini and was rubbing herself. As the imaginary scenario developed I saw her pushing the bikini lower on her hips so she could completely expose herself. Now she was feverishly rubbing herself and moaning. As I quickly cleaned up all traces of my sinful thoughts, I kept returning to this burning image. I had always lusted over the female form, especially in its most attractive versions, and now here I was being exposed to one of the horniest looking ones I had seen, and it was that of my little sister.

As I reflected on her highly attractive body, I was becoming aroused again. I was still naked and felt the need to explore her sexual side even more. As I scanned the room my eyes fell upon her still mostly packed but open suitcase. As you would expect all her plain tee shirts and dresses lay on the top. I started to carefully lift items seeing if I could locate where she had packed her underwear. 

It had been a long time since I had seen any of hers, and at that time it hadn't been very interesting. I found something. Carefully I pulled out a pale skimpy low-rider thong. Looking at it I couldn't imagine there was enough fabric to cover anything. They were low cut, with frilly edges. The tiny piece of material at the front was truly miniscule, and what there was of it was almost completely transparent. I had never imagined that my sister had anything other than plain childlike undergarments.

From now on, whenever I saw her fully dressed I would be seeing her in a new light. Whatever clothes she had on, I would be thinking of incredibly sexy undergarments barely covering her body beneath. My manhood was by now throbbing again. It stood out hard and red and demanded to touch the flimsy fabric. I placed it against the crotch of the knickers, right where they would have been tight against my sister's pussy. I felt the connection as I rubbed my intimate part right where hers had been. Barely had the thought crossed my mind and I was cumming again. Somehow I managed to miss her knickers and the case and shot over the table at the side. I carefully replaced her knickers and cleaned up all signs of my activity. Time for a cold shower, I decided.

When I turned off the shower, I could hear noises in the room, so I knew my sister had returned. I quickly dried myself and put my trunks back on before unlocking the door and stepping out into the room. I double checked the room, in case I had left any evidence of my earlier activities. The room was a large room with twin beds, although both beds were in fact the size of a small double bed. Our parents had been unable to book rooms close together and had to have their double room on a floor above and at the other end of the building. It seemed quite cool to us that we didn't have them breathing down our necks.

As I entered the room I saw my sister walking out onto the balcony still in her tight little bikini, the bottoms had ridden most of the way up her shapely bum cheeks. She kicked off her flip flops and moved one of the loungers closer to the edge where it was fully in the sunlight. As she heaved it over I got another chance to take a good look at her while she was distracted. She leant over, away from me, to spread her towel and straighten its edges. As she did so, she knelt on the edge of the lounger with her firm looking bum stuck in the air.

I assumed she wasn't aware of what an eyeful I was now getting. The vee of her bikini bottoms was pulled partly into her pussy leaving the soft pale skin at the sides exposed. I almost thought I could see a little bit of her labia and the dent where they were pulled into her pussy was very clear. I had a strong physical urge to step up and undo the ties on the sides. Her pneumatic body was a sight for sore eyes and I found myself starting to get aroused again. It wasn't a big leap of imagination to see her naked from behind; with me lowering my trunks and grasping her hips as I entered her in that position.

I decided I better go somewhere else before it became too obvious. I headed for the door, grabbing my towel, and a few items. As I did so I called back to my sister to tell her I was going to the beach. She shouted something back, which I missed, forcing me to turn back and return toward the balcony.

As I re-crossed the room she stood in the door frame watching me walk back toward her. Her eyes flickered down toward my crotch, making me even more aware of my tightening trunks and swelling manhood. She told me our parents had driven to visit some friends on the other side of the island and as they were going to have a few drinks, they were staying the night there. She had been given some cash to buy our dinner that night. I told her I'd be back in a few hours. As I turned and walked back to the door I could feel her eyes following me across the room. As I pulled the door closed behind me I thought I glimpsed her undoing her bikini top.

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Sibling Holiday Ch. 03



After my brother got sent to the hotel room to cool down, my parents took one disapproving look at all the people laid around the pool area doing nothing, and asked me if I wanted to come with them to their friend's place across the island instead. I declined and so they went off and left me on my own.

I went around the pool to the opposite side and found a vacant lounger near another girl who looked about my age and was also on her own. She was laid on her front, and I was slightly surprised to see she had removed her bikini top and lay topless, albeit on her front. Her bikini bottoms were the thong type, and she had rolled the waistband down so low that virtually nothing was covered. She had a lithe looking body, with a very pert looking bum; even I had to admit she looked pretty hot.

It seemed particularly amazing that a girl so young would be wearing such a sexy thong. I asked if the lounger next to her was spare. She rose up on one elbow and used her other arm to shield the sun from her eyes as she answered. She had a hint of an accent as she gave me a beaming smile and told me I was very welcome. Raised up, I could see she had very small breasts, but with long nipples standing out erect. She caught my glance and seemed totally unembarrassed as she told me her nipples were always like that.

I was slightly shocked that a complete stranger, and one so clearly around my age, could be quite so frank. She stayed on one elbow and seemed to watch me intently, as I laid out my towel and laid down on it. Once settled she recommended I sort my bikini out so I didn't get tan lines. I would have found her unwavering gaze slightly intimidating if it weren't for her friendly smile. She introduced herself as Heidi from Germany and told me how she repositioned the thin strip of her tiny thong every half hour to avoid lines.

Without asking or waiting to see my response, she decided to sort me out herself. She leant over and undid the bow on my halter neck and back so the main strap ends fell flat on my towel. She then reached down and put her hands on my skimpy bottoms. I lay completely frozen with shock as I felt her roll my waist band down and kept going till I almost thought she wouldn't stop. I could feel possibly the top third of my bum crack was uncovered and she hadn't finished with me yet, as she grasped the lower edges of my bottoms and scraped them up my bum to meet the lowered waist band.

Feeling someone else's hands unknowingly caress my bare bum like that, gave me a tingle in my pussy, and sent a shiver down my spine. She had a very direct and seemingly matter of fact way about her, but as my body gave away my uncontrolled reaction, she gave me a knowing smile. She laid back down, this time on her back, and almost in passing told me I looked hot. I was taken aback, and as she scanned my face for a reaction I couldn't help but scan her body, and return the compliment. I also noticed a tiny tattoo of a flower very low down, almost on her mons pubis, and half covered by the top of her bikini bottoms.

Again she caught me looking and asked me if I liked it. I told her I did, and then in a husky voice she asked if I thought it was sexy. I was so mesmerised, I didn't even think and admitted I did. She licked her full lips and arched her back sexily whilst she briefly let her hands brush over her erect, bullet like nipples. I had never before found a girl so sexually attractive, let alone seemingly repaying the compliment. In her still husky voice she suggested we enjoy the sun and the sight of each other for a while longer, and then maybe we could go somewhere private and play with each other's pussies. I couldn't believe my ears. It all felt so surreal and dream like. I couldn't reply and just dumbly nodded.

As time went by, our whispered conversation continued. She told me the things she wanted to do to me. I only had to look at her sleek sexy body and thrilling thoughts of what we could do came into my mind too. I whispered these ideas to her. At one point she got up and told me to roll over. She then started to rub oil onto my front which was getting me even more aroused. She circled my breasts and let her fingers brush over my erect nipples, then swirled her oily hand around my belly. She pushed my bikini bottoms down lower and rubbed oil on my belly and down my crotch. With a quick glance to check no one was watching she briefly let a finger slip under my bikini and brush my clit. I quivered with electricity, and she raised her eyebrow as she realised I was completely shaven. She gave me a sexy smile and told me she liked it.

Soon after she sat back on her lounger, I happened to glance up, and could have sworn I briefly saw my brother's head appear on the balcony of our room. By now I was feeling a strong need to relieve the pulsing tingle in my pussy. I couldn't wait any longer; I told Heidi our room number and told her to give me ten minutes to get rid of my brother from the room.

When I entered the room I could hear the shower, I could also smell that familiar musky smell which I suspect came from my brother's masturbation sessions. Certainly I had noticed it at home. This essence of maleness seemed to have an arousing effect on me as well as the thought of my brother masturbating. I found the bathroom door a tiny bit ajar. I stood close and could peek enough to see a silhouette through the steamed up glass of my brother's lean form as he washed his hands over it, and was transfixed as I saw him run his soapy hands over his sizeable manhood. All the while, I was racking my brains for a way to get rid of him, once he came out.

The noise of the shower suddenly stopped and I leapt back from the door and started toward the balcony. I heard the door behind open but I didn't look back as I pretended to be intent on some other goal. My mind was racing for ideas, and time was running out before Heidi would arrive. I made a scene of moving the lounger on the balcony and laying out my towel. I could sense my brother stood close behind me, and felt slightly excited as I bent over to give him an eyeful of my rear. I could feel that my bikini bottoms had ridden up my bum quite a bit and the tiny bit of material was half pulled into my moist pussy. I looked unbelievably horny at that moment, and I knew it.

There was complete silence from behind me for long enough that I knew he was watching. I heard him let his breath out, like he had been holding it. He abruptly turned and started walking quickly across the room shouting back that he was off to the beach. I desperately wanted to see what affect, if any, I had had on him, so shouted something intentionally garbled, so he wouldn't hear and would be forced to turn back toward the balcony.

I watched as he re-crossed the room, trying to hide the fact I was checking out his crotch. I felt a thrill as it was apparent to see how much more tightly packed his trunks had become with his swollen manhood. He tried to walk naturally but it was apparent that something rigid in his trunks was making this impossible. It was only as he got close that I realised I better have something to tell him.

Luckily I remembered I genuinely did need to tell him our parents were staying with some friends on the other side of the island for the night and that I had some cash for our evening meal. He was looking embarrassed as he told me he was heading down to the beach and would be back later. As he turned and walked back to the door I got a lovely chance to watch his shapely bum with his trunks riding right up it.

Was he only doing a runner to hide the affect I was having on him, I wondered. Was it possible that he was having sexual thoughts about me, the way I was about him? The idea thrilled me as much as the thought of Heidi on her way up to the room. The door banged shut with his departure.

I stretched on my tip toes on the balcony and felt the warm sun and the light sea breeze across my bare skin. The novel thrill of being outside and wearing next to nothing made me feel incredibly sexy. I decided I wanted to feel even more exposed on this outside balcony, so feeling very horny in the sunshine started peeling off my bikini top and bottoms.

I lay on my towel naked, to wait for Heidi, my legs slightly parted and my moist shaven pussy bare to the world. It occurred to me that my brother might come back if he had forgotten anything, but the thought of being found by him sunbathing nude only added to my thrill.

Almost with that thought I heard the door open and shut again. I heard the sound of bare feet crossing the room. I quivered with adrenaline and sexual expectation. Whoever it was, would find me sprawled naked, waiting for them. I looked up into the face of Heidi. She had the same thong on but also a cropped skinny tee shirt that did absolutely nothing to conceal her very erect nipples and her lack of a bra.

She took one look at the view I was giving her and whipped off the tee shirt before hooking her fingers in her thong and slipping that down too. Not only did she have a little tattoo just above her pussy, but she had also shaved most of her pussy except for a tiny little rectangle of blond pubic hair. I quivered uncontrollably at the thought that shortly she would be touching my body and I hers. She stepped close and held out her hand for me to stand. As I stood she took me in her arms and we had the most passionate kiss I'd ever experienced.

Her hands went around me and held my buttocks. While doing this she pushed her knee between my legs and firmly rubbed her thigh against my wet pussy. I could barely stand as I went light headed. As we came apart she looked back into the room at the beds. I nodded and she led me by the hand to one of the beds.

It was my brother's bed, but I couldn't have cared less at that moment. She laid me on my back and lay on her side next to me. I quivered with anticipation at what she would do next. As our tongues found each other's again she placed the palm of her hand on my belly. Slowly with our tongues engaged she slid her hand down my belly and over my hairless mound. The first light touch of her fingers on my pussy lips was incredible. As her tongue fully entered my mouth and entwined with mine, her fingers slid along my tingling labia and then found my clit.

She slowly started to stroke my clit, gradually picking up speed. All the while we were still locked in the sexiest kiss I had ever dreamt of. As my need became more urgent my hips started rotating and I started pushing myself onto her fingers. She broke the kiss and started tonguing my breasts, then belly; working her head lower with every kiss.

My head whirled, before today only my own hand had been on my pussy, and now here I was being felt by another girl, who seemed to be about to put her mouth there. Sure enough I felt her tongue slide over my mound and onto my swollen and aching clit. As she tongued it, it gradually rose out of its sheath and stood proud. She roughly licked at my super sensitive button while bringing her hand around and slowly working a finger between my pussy lips. She worked a second finger in, which felt incredibly tight. She didn't try to get a third one in.

Slowly she started to move her fingers in and out with increasing rhythm. At the same time she continued to stroke my clit with her tongue sending me into a rising crescendo of pure sexual ecstasy until I was laid with my hips grinding upward, circling them around the storm of electricity at the centre of my pussy. All inhibition was gone by now as I squeezed my breasts with each hand and tweaked my own sensitive nipples. I gritted my teeth and placed a hand on the back of her gorgeous head as I felt the orgasm building towards a massive climax. I pushed her head forcefully down onto my grinding pussy as my orgasm finally hit me full force. I felt my voice in my throat as I groaned and gasped audibly. At that moment I felt so incredibly sexy.

Here I was; so young and nubile with another tender young girl going down on me. As my orgasm subsided she continued to lightly tongue my clit with her mouth sending mini orgasms shuddering through me. She looked up with my juice glistening on her gorgeous face. I asked her where she learnt to do that. She said she had been with another girl before. She knelt up astride of one of my legs looking incredibly sexy. Her pussy was looking pretty wet too, and as if she had read my mind she gave a sultry smile and told me her pussy was aching for my touch. I pushed her down and onto her back and rolled on top of her.

Now I was astride her and I leant down and kissed her passionately, tasting my own sex for the first time. This only added to the sexiness of the kiss. I worked my mouth down her neck to her chest and sucked each erect nipple in turn, whilst squeezing the other small breast with my hand. She in turn squeezed my fuller breasts, reawakening the heat in my pussy. I then worked my way down her skinny belly until I was eye level with her little tattoo. I kissed it and then kissed down one side of the small line of hair on her raised mound. As my mouth found her moist snatch, she whimpered. I pushed my tongue into her glistening folds and tasted the tangy taste of another girl's snatch for the first time. It tasted good to me, and no different to how mine had tasted on my hand after masturbating, which I often did. Then with one hand I parted her lips and with the other I gently teased back the hood of her clit. It looked tiny, but as I flicked my tongue over the little button, it grew until it stood out.

All the while she whimpered and made guttural noises in her throat. I copied what she had done to me and started working my fingers into her pussy. Before long she was rotating her hips and making little noises in a high pitched voice. As things intensified she started moaning loudly and saying things like, eat my pussy, and oh god yeah. Before long she was in the throes of ecstasy herself and I was feeling hornier than ever knowing I was tonguing another girl's pussy. I put my free hand back between my own legs and started rubbing myself in time with my tonguing.

Suddenly she pushed my head back to stop me. I looked up questioningly. She motioned for me to swing my body around so that I was knelt over her face, with my head still above her gaping wet pussy. Then as I went back to work on her pussy, she grabbed my bum and pulled my aching pussy down onto her face. It wasn't very along at all before we were both grinding our pussies into each other's faces for all we were worth. As I got carried away licking her clit and occasionally pushing my whole tongue into her, she did the same to me. I could feel her reaching her climax, and thought I was not quite there yet, but then that quickly changed as I felt her hands on my bum. She pulled my cheeks apart and I felt one wet finger press against my puckered bum hole. As she continued with her tongue on my pussy I felt her gently press her finger against my anus. She slowly pushed her finger against my tight ring and as I continued to move my hips I felt it gradually enter me. As I thrust myself continually onto her mouth I was pushing myself back from each thrust further embedding her finger inside me. Soon enough she had her whole finger deep inside me. 

Just the thought of the naughty thing she was doing was enough to send me over the edge. As I started climaxing, she did also. Orgasms started exploding inside me, sending me into a barrage of muscle spasms. I was bucking my hips, impaling myself on her fingers in both my quim and my bum. At the same time she was arching her back and lifting her bum completely off the bed as she drove her pussy onto my rigid tongue. Neither of us stopped milking the other's sweet young pussy until we had both climaxed several times. I couldn't hold myself up any longer and lay down flat along her body, feeling her sweet breath on my now aching red pussy. Whilst I similarly was looking right at her now parted and open sex.

Slowly I slid off her and turned around to move up the bed and place my head next to hers. For a few seconds we lay on our sides looking into each other's eyes with silent appreciation. She put her hand on my hip and pulled me close. Our breasts, bellies and pussies were against each other again, as we shared a slow and sultry kiss. This time the urgency was gone and we could just savour the contact. She gently played her tongue around mine. After a few moments of this we pulled our heads back and smiled at one another.

I asked her who she had been with before and where she learnt to do this. She smiled and mysteriously said she couldn't tell me. I implored her until, with my assurances that I would not judge her for what she told me, she gave in. With a very serious look on her face she told me she had done it with her sister. I looked into her face waiting for her to say something further, or undo what she had said. After a few moments of silence, I realised she was waiting for my response.

As I thought of it, I should have been shocked, but all I could think of was my taboo feelings for my brother. I told her it was fine by me and actually the thought of it was quite a turn on. She couldn't believe that I approved. When she asked me about this, I told her I had my own confession to make. I then proceeded to tell her how I had become attracted to my own brother. I told her of my sexual frustration living in the same house and my various attempts to get him to see me as a sexually attractive female. I told her how I had been flaunting my body at home, wearing revealing clothes and "accidentally" giving him flashes, but nothing had been reciprocated. She pointed out that all my actions had been made to appear like they weren't intentional. He probably thought that his sister wasn't interested in him that way and didn't dare react in fear of ruining their sibling relationship. She pointed out that it was a very risky thing to bring out in the open with a sibling. Once that knowledge was out there, it could never be undone. The possibility of ruining your family forever couldn't be ignored.

As we talked more about my experiences of life with my brother, and hers with her sister, she became convinced that my brother was finding me extremely attractive, but didn't dare do anything about it. She suggested that I had to take it to the next level and show him directly, that I found him attractive, and at the same time make myself irresistible. We plotted various ways to do this; she recommended the technique she had used on me by the pool. I pictured myself sunbathing beside him, putting oil on him and letting my hand stray under the edge of his trunks. I would see his uncontrollable reaction and return his questioning look with one of lust, letting him see my intention. I made my decision and immediately felt excited as I thought of what I planned to do.

Heidi had to re-join her sister and parents for lunch, so she quickly stuck her crop top and thong back on to go down to the poolside café. Even with these on, she still looked positively indecent. Her bullet like nipples still stuck out through her top and her tiny thong left nothing to the imagination. I stood to see her out of the room. As we stood by the room door we shared another passionate kiss. She gave my pussy a little stroke and made me promise to see her again as soon as possible. She wished me luck with my brother and told me she wanted to hear all about it later. She also said she would like me to meet her older sister some time. I felt thrilled at the thought, and opened the door to let her out, still stark naked and completely oblivious to what someone might see, if they were in the corridor. Luckily no one was there and so I brazenly stood there and watched her shapely behind as she walked the length of the corridor and got in the lift. Once back in the room I took a quick shower, grabbed some things, put my bikini back on and grabbed some sandals. Before leaving I took a look in the mirror and adjusted the bikini to maximise how much it revealed.




Sibling Holiday Ch. 03



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Sibling Holiday Ch. 04



A short while later I found myself on the dunes overlooking the beach, ogling the women and nursing yet another erection. If that wasn't enough for me, I happened to glance from the main beach on my left and noticed around the point an even smaller half hidden beach on the right.

There were far less people on this beach, and as I looked I realised that they were all completely naked. I could see a fair mixture of different types of people using the beach. They appeared to be mostly older couples who varied from good looking to some very unappealing. However there were also young couples, many of whom were pretty fit looking. I could also see a few families on the beach. This especially piqued my interest.

One family I could see near my end of the beach were happily playing volleyball. All of them were very blond and very naked. On one side were an attractive looking mum and dad, and on the other were a boy and girl who looked about my sister's age. They were so similar looking that I assumed they were twins. What I couldn't fathom was how the boy and girl could be so at ease in front of each other. Both had wispy blond pubic hair and a tall athletic build. The girl was slim and had small but fully formed breasts. I could feel myself getting harder again. While she was making me rigid inside my trunks, her brother's cock seemed unaffected as it swung around as he leaped for the ball.

Just nearby I could see a gaggle of girls who all looked around 18 years old playing some kind of chase game. Seeing them frolicking on the beach, chasing each other and when they caught each other rolling around on the sand, was incredibly arousing. I could see their pussies brushing each other at some points, and yet they seemed oblivious. For me I couldn't understand the way so many people could be so seemingly uninterested in each other's naked bodies.

Then a glint caught my eye from some rocks, halfway down the slope, between my hidden place high up in the dunes and this little nudist beach. I crept through the dunes until I reached a hidden outcropping of rocks above those where I had seen the glint. I peered through a gap in the rocks, but quickly pulled my head back, surprised at how close they were below me. I peered carefully again to see a young couple laying out their towels and putting down their bags.

The location seemed strange. From their flat rock on a delve in the slope they could not see the sea, the beach or anything for that matter. My interest was piqued. The couple looked to be in their early twenties and were both very good looking. She had a sun dress on and unusually had a very short cropped haircut, although with her model like good looks she definitely could pull the look off. In fact both of them were almost too good looking; I supposed they could genuinely both be models. He had just a pair of very low slung board shorts. The man was athletic and a little muscular, although not heavily so, and his upper body appeared to be completely hairless. In fact he had a six pack and a very distinct vee shape to his lower abdomen, all of which showed no hint of any hair.

As I watched he undid his drawstring and let his shorts drop. He appeared to be fairly well hung, and more interestingly was completely shaven down there too. This had an effect on me that took me by surprise. As I looked at him he didn't seem to have a hair on him other than his head. I had never found a man interesting before, but now I found myself aroused at the sight of him. I watched as he helped his young lady hitch her dress over her head and off. She too was now completely naked and appeared mostly shaven but for a tiny strip of brown pubic hair. She had a very sporty almost muscular body, and yet still looked very feminine.

She lay down and he knelt to the side of her and applied oil to her back. Intriguingly, as he did so, his cock was gradually becoming erect. By the time he had rubbed oil into her whole back and worked his way down to her shapely buttocks, his sizeable cock was red and standing out rigidly. He seemed to spend a little time oiling her firm buttocks and even working it into the crack. She parted her legs a bit more and it was clear he was now working his oiled fingers down over her sex. Her hips were moving around his hand and as her pert bum reached the highest point of its rotation; her pink lips became visible from behind. She then rolled onto her back and he applied the oil to her sleek belly and breasts; working it around her pert little breasts and fingering her erect nipples. She poured some oil onto her own hand and I could barely contain myself when she gently grasped his cock and started rubbing the oil along it. Whilst she stroked his rigid length he poured oil over her crotch and massaged it in, rubbing it all over her pussy, before starting to finger her now erect clit.

I was so close to the action I could even hear the noises made by their hands on each other's oiled bodies. I made sure no one could see me and carefully pushed my trunks off. Slowly I started to move my hand over my own throbbing penis. As they rubbed each other's tender parts, so I rubbed mine. I imagined her slender oily hand wrapped around my own tool and even fantasised about joining in with them. In my mind they called me down to join in and then both of them started to rub the oil over me. The thought of his hands on my body was as arousing as the thought of hers. In my mind I could see him rubbing his oily cock against mine, while she rubbed her hot pussy against my leg. In my imagination I was holding his shaft in my hand, whilst he held mine.

I'd never had a gay fantasy before and as much as it shocked me, it turned me on too. I focussed back on reality in time to see her get on all fours as he knelt behind her and started to slowly enter her from behind. As I watched his muscular bum pushing into her, I saw her arch her curvy back, and then push back to take his whole length. As they started moving as one, I imagined myself kneeling in front of her and feeling her take me into her mouth. He stopped thrusting himself into her from behind for a second and grabbed the bottle of oil again. He poured more oil over her gorgeous bum, paying extra attention to the puckered pink ring of her anus. I was shocked, and more than a little excited when I saw him start working his thumb into it. He then resumed his thrusts into her pussy whilst similarly moving a thumb in her other hole.

She seemed to like this a lot and was making a lot more vocal noises of pleasure whilst moving her hips back more vigorously. She turned and said something I didn't catch, but whatever she said seemed full of yearning. It was quickly clear what she had said though, as he withdrew his rigid length from her gaping pussy and placed the head against her anus. With both hands he parted her cheeks and with a grunting noise started to push himself into this tighter hole. She reached one hand back and pulled a cheek wider apart to give him more room. Gradually he pushed it in, until his entire length was inside her. Now their movements were smaller, but somehow more arousing as he moved back and forth inside her. Meanwhile she grabbed the tube shaped bottle of oil, and reaching back, started pushing this inside her pussy.

Their sounds of arousal were becoming more and more stimulating for me, as was the sight of her, lithe oiled body being doubly penetrated. As their guttural noises of extreme arousal increased I soon couldn't contain myself any longer and came all over the rocks in front of me. Soon after that, they reached their climaxes too. As I watched them he withdrew having cum inside her. After a little cuddling they both then lay down and just started sunbathing. I spent a while admiring both their bodies and musing on some new dimensions that had never crossed my mind before. Firstly I had found his physique appealing, and had wanted to imagine him holding my manhood, while I held his. Secondly I had never really thought much about anal sex, and had always thought it not very appealing. However having seen this incredibly sexy woman grinding herself on her man and getting obvious enjoyment from being doubly penetrated had been very sexy.

With no further action looking likely, I decided I had seen enough and crept away from them. As I went back along the path, I hadn't thought to put my trunks back on. I got the shock of my life as I saw a couple of teenage girls in the distance coming the other way. I had no time to hide and decided as I was nearly at the nudist beach it shouldn't look dodgy that I was walking along naked. However I did feel massively embarrassed. I had never before been seen by someone naked. As they approached, they tried to look like they were paying no attention to both my nakedness and my swinging manhood. However they were failing miserably. Arm in arm the two bikini clad girls walked past me with bright red faces.

Since cumming, my cock had gone back to resting, and after doing so much masturbation so far that day, I felt a bit spent. With that in mind I wondered if I might dare to go down on the nudist beach. So instead of putting my trunks back on I shoved them, along with my other stuff into my bag and walked out onto the beach.

Being among people and being totally naked was a new thing for me. Despite being a little fatigued from all the sexual energy I had expended so far that morning, I was already feeling a slight thrill. As I negotiated my way through the scattered people, I noticed a few admiring looks from people. I knew I had a good body, and my cock was a decent size judging from the average I could see, and this was accentuated by the sparse amount of hair at the base. I could feel people's eyes burning into me, and everywhere I glanced I seemed to see people looking at me with a flirty look on their face. Maybe I had got my reading of how nudism worked slightly wrong. It wasn't that nudists didn't have sexual thoughts; it's just that they disguised them.

In fact it was clear that people of all types cast furtive looks at every newcomer. I felt their eyes on me now, and enjoyed it. I allowed myself to briefly return the appraisal of any that looked good themselves. A couple of slim young women who looked like sisters, but on closer inspection were probably a mother and daughter, both seemed to be giving me the once over, and didn't even seem to hide the fact that they were taking a good look at my freely swinging genitalia. I in return took that as licence to take a good long look at their exposed pussies and breasts. I could get used to this I thought, although I kept moving as I was slightly worried about getting a hard on again. I was about to pick an empty spot, but decided to look for somewhere a bit more secluded, especially as I could feel my manhood becoming bigger again and didn't yet feel totally confident as a nudist. I continued on past some rocks where the coast rounded a point, beyond which was a tiny and almost empty stretch of beach, before the sand ran out completely, and the cliffs took over.

I picked a spot and lay down on my front on my towel. I was really enjoying sunbathing in the nude and feeling exposed for all to see. I rolled into my back and found myself unintentionally making eye contact with a woman lying a few yards away. She looked to be in her forties and in pretty good shape. A fat and ugly man snored beside her, under his large gut his small shrivelled cock was in plain view. My guess was they were married and compared to him; my lithe young physique must be quite appealing. She seemed to be brazenly surveying my young body, and gave me a knowing smile when I looked at her. She very purposefully let me see her gaze descend to my soft, but still quite large manhood which lay to the side pointing to my hip.

I was a little fearful of this uncalled for attention from an older lady. Her enhanced breasts were large and looked unnaturally firm; the nipples upturned and erect looking. She had a smooth belly and a small landing strip of pubic hair, and as she saw me look there, she moved her legs so that I got a full eyeful of her glistening moist snatch. Her swollen lips were open and red, and her quite large clit was erect and unhooded.

I could already feel some stirrings as my cock started to enlarge and decided I might be safer lying on my front again. I rolled over and put on my sunglasses. That way I could avoid eye contact and pretend to sleep whilst watching people if I so wished. The sand was quite loose under my towel so my erection was comfortable hidden beneath me. I saw the older woman eventually lose interest and go back to her book.

Suddenly feet appeared right by my face and I heard my sister's voice. So this is what you're up to she said. Terror struck me as I realised my sister had caught me lying naked on a nudist beach. I couldn't think what might happen if she told our parents. I looked up into her face, but with the sun blazing behind her, I couldn't read her expression. I felt stupid and embarrassed for her to catch me with no clothes on, and my bare bum plain for her to see. I could feel the heat in my face as I blushed furiously. As she moved around me her face became more visible, she seemed to be brazenly running her eyes over me. Instead of a look of mockery she just looked pleased.

This was confirmed when she said she was glad she had found me doing this, as she had wanted to get a line free tan herself, but hadn't dared to try it on her own. My mind was racing, while she had clearly spotted me and had time to prepare herself for this situation; I had had none, and was in shock. All I could think was how exposed and vulnerable I felt with my own sister seeing me naked like this.

She asked if I minded her joining in. My befuddled mind raced as I tried to work out what she meant. As she waited for an answer I could see she was a little flushed looking herself. If I wasn't mistaken she seemed to be quite engrossed with the eyeful she was getting. She was blatantly staring at my nakedness and not doing the polite thing you would expect of looking away.

I took a chance and replied in a croak; "Make yourself comfortable". Was it my imagination or was she enjoying feasting her eyes on my nakedness. She laid her towel out next to mine and then very casually started lifting her beach dress over her head, gradually revealing those tiny bikini bottoms which hung so very low on her hips and then her full breasts almost bursting out of the small cups of her bikini bra.

As she started to undress, questions cascaded in my head. Was she truly so relaxed about seeing me nude? Was she really about to join me in my nakedness? How could my sister be so happy to strip off completely in front of me?

All my fantasies of that morning suddenly seemed to be a little closer to reality. This wasn't me masturbating over something that was a completely safe fantasy. As I lay there, spectacularly failing to appear uninterested, my little sister untied her halter neck and then the back of her bikini top. Her breasts moved free of their small covering, and for the second time in my short life I found myself gazing at my sister's pert upturned tits. This time though I was at a far closer range. I wasn't sure if this was their normal state but her nipples looked pretty erect. It wasn't exactly cold weather so I wondered if she was a little excited after all.

I feasted my eyes expectantly for the rest of the show. My sister knelt on her towel and sat her bum back on her heels as she pretended to fiddle with her sun hat. Still on her knees she lifted her bum off her heels until she was upright. This was a very sexy pose, like she was astride something invisible. As I watched she casually scanned the beach, whilst absentmindedly rubbing her hands under her breasts where her bra might have been rubbing.

Then very slowly she slid her hands down her sides until they reached the tie strings quite low on her hips. She hooked a finger in each bow at the sides of her bikini bottoms. With distracted slowness she gradually pulled the left one until that side was untied with the bottoms hanging half off. Then the other bow came undone and the bottoms dropped away completely.

Without meaning to I loudly exhaled my long held breath. Rather than lie straight down, my sister looked over at her bag and started getting things out still kneeling. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Was my sister completely oblivious to the show she was putting on?

Her pussy was, as I had suspected completely shaven, and from my angle of view I could just see a hint of the deeper pink of her labia and clit. She seemed to be preoccupied with rummaging in her bag and turned slightly further away from me, and so gave me an even fuller view of her tender snatch and shapely bum from behind. She was naked and effectively on all fours, with her legs parted and her snatch two feet from my face. It was almost as if she was intentionally giving me an eyeful. She seemed to be taking a long time to find whatever it was in her bag, and shifted her weight from either side a few times, which made her shapely bare bum move in a most delightful way.

I removed my glasses and raised myself onto my elbows for a better view. Her clit looked pink and protruded slightly; her neat labia were also pink and slightly swollen. Her gorgeous snatch glistened with moisture; was that from a state of arousal?

My sister looked back at me suddenly and asked me if I liked what I could see. She stared at me intensely with a flushed look on her face. Her face had reddened and she was looking at me in a very intense way, excitement and fear in equal measure. She was clearly getting off on exposing herself so totally to her own brother. And with that question my sister had made the first overtly sexual comment. I didn't know what to say, I was so dumbstruck by the sight of my naked sister in an incredibly provocative pose; her bare pussy open to my view. Had she really been enjoying exposing herself on all fours to her brother?

I went bright red and wondered what I could say. My throat felt too dry to speak, and what could I say anyway. I didn't want to ruin everything, if I had misconstrued her actions. On the other hand although she was so young, she had to be well aware of what she had been doing, surely? Although I was her brother, she had to be aware that I was also a sexually charged male as well.

I made my decision and rather than risk breaking the spell, I gave her an answer in a different way. I slowly rolled onto my side, gradually bringing into her view for the first time; my exposed and throbbing erect manhood. Feeling her eyes slowly lock onto my aroused cock was surreal.

A few days ago I would have been embarrassed for my little sister to catch me with no clothes on, let alone lying back letting her take in my state of arousal. A few seconds went by as we both savoured the moment. Looking into each other's eyes and then allowing ourselves the pleasure of roving our eyes over the other.

Just being naked together was a massive turn on. To be seen by her was thrilling enough, but to see her arousal, because I was looking at her, was even better. Both of us drank in the sight of the other. My sister arched her back and slowly wiggled her hips, enjoying the effect she could see that her sultry movements had on my rock hard cock.

She languidly lay down on her front and handed me the bottle of sun cream. I happened to glance at the woman nearby who was making a poor attempt to look like she wasn't extremely interested in the interaction between my sister and me. Did she think we were a couple, or had she guessed at our relationship? Either way she could not have mistaken the sexual electricity flowing between us. I was still on my side and my erection bobbed quite obviously in front of me. I gave myself a little stroke for her benefit.




Sibling Holiday Ch. 04



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Sibling Holiday Ch. 05



As I walked along the main beach I could see no sign of him anywhere. My fruitless search of the beach did at least allow me to enjoy the eyes of fully grown men ogling my hot young body in such a skimpy bikini. I saw one man in the distance getting a whack off his wife for staring at me.

As was to be expected there were a few evil looks from women on the beach, but also I realised there were a few women giving me the eye here and there too. This gave me a little thrill and I could feel my nipples getting erect and poking against the small triangles of fabric covering them. If anything this made me look even hotter to the beach voyeurs.

As I got to the end of the beach I could see a small trail running up into the dunes that rose above them. I followed the trail upward between the giant tussocks of sea grass, climbing over rocks at some points. The sun beat down and as I reached the highest point my whole body glistened with sheen of sweat. I stopped to let the breeze cool me down and dry my skin. In the distance past the rumpled landscape of dunes and sea grass I could just make out another beach. Something seemed out of place, but at this distance I couldn't tell what it was. As I worked my way nearer things came into focus and I could see that it was a nudist beach.

I stopped and was about to turn about, there was no way my brother would be down there. However my curiosity got the better of me. Wherever he might be, I was more than a bit interested in seeing my first nudist beach. So I worked my way through the dunes and soon found myself on the same ridge above the beach that not too long before my brother had stood on. Little did I realise that I took in the same views as he had and thought similar things.

I saw the blond family playing volleyball and wondered at their easy nudity. I studied the brother and sister and found their lithe bodies appealing. I looked at the girl with almost the same appetite as I did her brother. I watched as his decent sized manhood swung loosely as he leapt for the ball. I could only imagine from the little experience I had, how much bigger it could get when erect. What seemed so alien to me was how oblivious the whole family seemed to their nakedness.

As I continued to scan the beach I saw in the distance a very well-shaped young man. He had a great physique, wide shoulders, lean body, narrow hips and a very sizeable looking package. As he walked along the beach I realised I was looking at my own brother. I couldn't believe it. He was naked. I was seeing the object of my desire in all his glory.

Even my fantasies hadn't done him justice. He looked incredible, and as he walked the beach I could see heads everywhere rising up to take in the sight of him. As he got closer, he thankfully didn't look beyond the beach, and so I got to watch him undiscovered. I could see now that he was having a good look at the occupants of the beach himself. My thoughts were racing now. My plan of action had now been drastically changed, and probably for the better. He passed my point on the beach and I then watched his shapely bum as he walked away from me. I tracked his movement and walked along the dunes in a line parallel to his along the beach.

My brother continued until he walked around some rocks at the end and disappeared. I sped up and cut across to the beach to follow in my brother's footsteps. As I rounded the rocks I saw my brother pick a spot and lie down on his front. I quickly put on my sundress over my skimpy bikini, as I wanted to have something extra to remove once I put my plan into operation. I then walked slowly, getting nearer and nearer. He was looking the other way in the direction of an older woman who was laid next to her fat partner.

I stood no more than 5 yards away as I watched her consuming my brother with her eyes, much as I was myself. At that point he rolled onto his back and both of us got a glorious view of his gorgeous and sizable manhood. It looked perfect to me. It lay pointing to his hip; he had a small thatch of pubes at the base. The shaft of his penis looked smooth and symmetrical and the head seemed to be uncovered, where his neat foreskin couldn't fully cover it. I watched the woman make a show of her attraction and then blatantly expose her juiced up pussy to him. My brother looked away and clearly decided to roll onto his front to cover any reaction and let the woman see he wasn't watching her. At this point the sight of this naked specimen and the knowledge that he was my very own brother made me feel both horny and protective of him.

I made my decision and stepped right up to where he had laid his head on his arms. His whole body went rigid when he heard my voice. He looked up in shock and his face looked red with embarrassment. I gave him a look to show him it was ok, but the sun was in his eyes. I circled him and let him see me brazenly regarding his naked form with approval.

I told him I was glad he had given this a try as I hadn't had the nerve to try it on my own. The look on his face when I asked him if I could join him was priceless. He didn't know how to react and in his shocked state seemed to have lost the ability to speak. His face was red and he clearly didn't know where to look. It was with a great deal of trepidation that I started to put my plan into action.

I laid out my towel and then slowly started to raise my dress up my body and then over my head. At every point I moved slowly and deliberately giving him time to enjoy the show, and furthering my own sense of anticipation. He tried to appear like he wasn't paying any special attention, but was failing spectacularly, as his eyes burned in my direction.

I pretended to be distracted with studying the surrounding area as I did my best to remove my top in the sexiest way possible. As they were uncovered I felt my brother's eyes burning into my bared breasts for the first time in my life, I rubbed my hands under them and lifted them briefly, as if relieving them from having been restricted. My nipples tingled overpoweringly as I felt his eyes staring at them. I glanced at his face and could see his eyes bulging and his mouth open and awestruck. I knelt upright on the towel and slowly slid my hands down my sides, whilst very subtly moving my hips from side to side slightly. My heart was in my mouth and my heart was racing as I came to the point where I would bare myself to his view completely. My tender pussy was moist with the anticipation of being soon to be bared for my own brother.

There was no going back as my hands reached the bows tied on each hip I went even slower as I let first one then the other come undone. As the tiny strip of fabric fell away from my bare and hairless little pussy, I could see my brother's eyes locked on my sex. I couldn't believe how sexy I was feeling being ogled by my naked brother. Feeling his eyes locked on my exposed intimate place. I leant away from him and gave him a full eyeful of pussy from behind. I could imagine the sight he was getting. I parted my legs slightly more to give him a clear view of my pink and shiny pussy.

My feeling of exposure was heightened by the feel of the cool sea breeze on my moist snatch. I suddenly looked back at him and asked him if he was enjoying the view. He couldn't speak, but looked like he was. Then he slowly rolled onto his side and for the first time in my life I was looking at my brother's fully erect cock. It was large and rigid against his hard belly and it was hard for me; his little sister. I could feel my pussy getting wetter as he let me see his desire and as I felt his eyes drinking in the view of his naked and nubile little sister. We shared a few moments as we both took in the sight of what affect we had on each other. I enjoyed seeing his cock throbbing for me, and he was enjoying the sight of me juicing up looking at him.

I lay down and handed him the oil. I looked deep into his eyes and with lust affecting my voice, told him I wanted to feel his hands on me. He knelt over me from the side and started rubbing oil into my back. His first touch was electric. All I could keep thinking was; my naked brother is rubbing my naked body while his rigid erection bobbed above me, casting a shadow on my naked flesh.

He worked the oil down my back and I felt his strong hands start swirling around my buttocks. I parted my legs slightly, hoping his hands would find their way between them, but he was clearly unsure as to how far I wanted him to go. It was one thing rubbing oil on a nude sibling, but touching them sexually was taking it to another level.

So far nothing taboo had officially happened, unless you included the signs of arousal we had shown each other. Actual sexual stimulation was something else. Clearly the little sister was going to have to take her big brother in hand. I rolled onto my back to find his large throbbing manhood looming over me as he knelt at my side. I told him to rub my front. His eyes were jumping out of his head. He hesitated. I looked around to check who could see us. Other than the woman nearby who was looking extremely aroused, with her hand moving slowly between her legs while her sleeping husband was oblivious, there was no one else to be seen. I told him I didn't care who could see us, and with that he squirted oil over my breasts and belly, and started to rub it in.

He started on my sleek belly and worked up to my breasts. His hands finally squeezed and caressed them and his fingers circled my firmly erect nipples. I couldn't resist any longer I got some oil on my hand from my belly and slowly reached out to grasp his manhood. His eyes almost rolled in their sockets at my first touch. His cock felt hot to the touch and was pulsing in my hand.

Then he said the words I had heard in my fantasies for so long. He told me he had dreamt of this moment for a long time. As I started to stroke my small hand along his firm length, he moved a hand down my belly toward my shaven mound. I ached for him to touch my pussy, but instead he slid his hand to the side and rubbed oil everywhere else. I parted my legs a little more as he caressed my inner thighs then let his hand hover over my pussy, before moving it back to my belly.

The next time he passed his hand near my pussy I pushed my hips in the air trying to force it into contact with his hand, but he continued to drive me wild with desire. I ached for his touch, my swollen clit stood out dark pink against the pale skin of my hairless mound, my throbbing labia felt wet and swollen with desire. All the while I enjoyed the feel of his rigid tool pulsing in my hand.

I begged him to touch my pussy. He resisted until I told him "his little sister needed to feel her big brother's hands on her aching pussy". With that he finally gave into my demands. He had barely touched my pussy lips and brushed my clit with his thumb when I started to come. It was incredible how horny he was making me feel.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see the older woman feverishly masturbating at the show she was getting, but this only turned me on more, and almost straight away I came again. My young body was writhing as my very own brother stroked my hot pussy whilst I stroked him. He looked into my eyes with a look of lust for me that I returned. He was my brother and I wanted to engulf him with my love.

I wanted to swallow him whole and as the thought came to me I got him to kneel astride of my head. I then opened my mouth and swallowed as much of him as I could take. At the same time the feel of his hand stroking me down there had been replaced with the feel of his breath on my moist snatch. I parted my legs as far as I could and slowly rotated my hips. I could feel his hot breath and steady gaze on my exposed snatch.

The knowledge that my big brother was gazing at my naked, wet and open pussy was almost too much for me to handle. Slowly he lowered his mouth and opening wide placed his lips so they covered my whole sex. For a moment he just savoured my taste as I savoured the feel of his mouth on my most intimate place. Slowly I started to grind my needy pussy into his mouth as he then started to run his tongue along my swollen and sensitive labia, before seeking out the very centre of my arousal. As his tongue poked into the hood and rolled around my rigid little clit I stopped sucking him for a second as my breath was taken away. Soon he was flicking it rapidly over my clit whilst occasionally pushing it inside me. All the while he was very slowly pumping his rigid cock into my open and willing mouth.

Suddenly I heard a loud whistle that made us both look up in shock; the lady nearby was waving at us and pointing back along the beach. Thank God she had, because 200 yards away we could see a local law enforcement officer patrolling the beach. My brother had already slid off me and now quickly lay on his front next to me; I too rolled onto my front. We looked at each other and laughed an excited and nervous laugh. We lay still and tried to look like any other sun bathers. Nudism was one thing but public indecency was quite another.

Luckily the Police officer carried on past where we lay without stopping, although he seemed to be having a good look at me as he walked. I suspected this was just a bit of voyeurism on his part, which added to my feeling of horniness. When he got to the end of the beach where the sheer cliff joined the sea he doubled back.

As he approached the point where he would walk past our feet again, I parted my legs a bit more so that as he walked past he could get quite an eyeful. I was pretending to doze, but I'm sure I heard his steps slow slightly. I whispered to my brother that maybe we should go back to the room to continue. He nodded and slipped his small trunks back on as walking with an erection would have been probably too much even for a nudist beach. I slipped on only my sun dress and stuffed my bikini into my bag along with the sun tan lotion. We headed back along the beach and made our way back to the hotel.

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Sibling Holiday Ch. 06



When we got our room door closed behind us we immediately turned to each other and started kissing passionately. My brother's hands slid up the back of my legs, taking the back of my sun dress with them until he gripped my bare buttocks.

As we continued to kiss I slid my hand inside the front of his Speedos and took hold of his rigid erection. He then lifted my dress over my head and off. I pushed his trunks down until they slid off completely and he stepped out of them.

We kissed again, this time I could feel his rigid tool pressed against my shaven mound. I took hold of him and started to stroke the length. Meanwhile he had placed his hand over my sex and started rubbing slowly with his middle finger along my aching lips. All the while we had our mouths pressed tight and our tongues feverishly moving inside each other's mouth. Engaging in this lover's kiss with my own brother was turning me on so much. His fingers were wet as he stroked my pussy and I badly wanted to feel him deep inside me.

I lifted one leg and pushed my pussy opening against the tip of his rigid cock. He placed an arm under my leg and pushed the head of his cock gently between my aching labia. He then put his other arm under my other leg, before straightening his back. He lifted me easily from the floor and then gently let my weight sink down ever so slowly so that my pussy slid onto his hard length.

I now had my brother deep within me and my legs about his waist. We couldn't move much, but the feeling of being impaled on him like this was exquisite. The whole time this had gone on, we had not once ceased our passionate kissing. To feel his tongue deep inside my mouth and his cock inside my pussy felt so sexy. Before I even realised it was close I felt the exquisite contractions of an orgasm start to wash over me. The tiny movements, as my brother adjusted his balance slightly, were enough to send my hyper sensitive pussy over the edge.

He walked toward the bed and laid me on my back, with him on top and still buried deep within me. He placed his hands on the bed either side of me and slowly started to withdraw. The feeling was exquisite and once he was almost completely out, he then thrust back into me. He repeated this, gradually increasing the rhythm until he was pumping into me at quite a rate. The feeling all over my tingling pussy was exquisite.

Every time he started to push back in, I found myself raising my hips up to meet his thrust. With every thrust I also could feel his pelvic bone rub against my clit. Before long he started to look a lot redder and was breathing raggedly. Seeing his increasing arousal and feeling all the sensations of my brother deep within me, was getting me closer to my own climax.

Suddenly his frantic pounding slowed and then stopped as he tensed up, the muscles in his stomach and chest clearly defined as his whole body went rigid. I felt the pulsing feeling as he spurted deep within me and then my own orgasm hit me. I was by now rotating my pussy around the fulcrum of his shaft. I could feel my insides contracting suctioning his cock and opening up to his shooting semen.

We kissed passionately again and lay still as both of us bathed in the glow of our recent orgasms. Occasionally I could still feel his cock twitching inside me and the occasional flutter of my stomach muscles as another small orgasm flowed through me. He lay down on top of me and I felt his weight pressing down on my whole body, his chest squashing my breasts and his flat stomach against my belly. Not to mention his hard cock still held deep within me.

I was waiting for him to withdraw or start softening, but he didn't seem ready to do either. I took this as a sign that he wanted more, I certainly did. I pushed my elbow into the bed and levered so that we rolled onto our sides. I didn't have the strength to roll us both completely, but he understood and rolled onto his back whilst lifting me above him.

Now I was astride him and it felt incredibly hot. My whole body was exposed for my brother to enjoy and I could move freely on his hard shaft. His hands reached out and caressed my upturned breasts and erect nipples and stroked my belly, before he lowered one hand to stroke my exposed clit with his thumb. I leant back to further expose my pussy to his touch. He took his time rubbing his fingers along my labia and teasing my rigid little clit. I think he was exploring me as much as he was giving me pleasure. We made eye contact and exchanged a lustful look. I felt massively aroused by what he was doing to me and the fact that it was my own brother who was doing it. I had never been with a boy before and I was pretty sure he had never been with a girl. Somehow it seemed more special that our first time was together.

I sat upright again and started to rotate around his cock, which was totally rigid again. As I rotated my hips I started to lift up and down as well. Now that I was in control of the movement I could decide how much of him and how fast I took him inside me. As I slid myself up and down his length, my brother's hands were caressing my breasts, then grabbing my buttocks and even fingering my tight ring. With his hands all over me like that and feeling so horny astride of him it didn't take long before I was having another orgasm.

This time he hadn't reached his, so I asked him if he wanted to change position. He nodded and guided me off him and onto all fours. Then he knelt behind me and I felt him press the tip of his cock against my pussy. Gradually he pushed until he was buried to the hilt. This position also felt exquisite as he started to piston himself into me I could push back against him and take him as deep as I could. He had placed his palms on top of my bum and was massaging and kneading my buttocks as he continued his thrusts.

To feel him inside me in this position and know my bare bum was so open to his view felt incredibly sexy. Then I felt him parting my cheeks and his thumb stroking and circling around my anus. Oh God that made me feel horny. I groaned with the pleasure of it. As he sensed my increased fervour at his actions he pressed his thumb against my tight ring. Gradually in time with our movements he started working against the tight muscles and pushed it until he had his whole thumb inside me. Feeling something inside both of my holes and feeling those working against each other through the thin divide sent my arousal sky high. "God that feels good" I told him. He stopped and leant over and grabbed the tubular shaped oil bottle beside the bed. He poured some oil on my bum and worked the tube into my hole for a few moments. Once I was slippy enough he withdrew from my pussy and placed the head of his cock against my anus.

A few seconds passed and I looked back at him. He was looking at me waiting for my approval for what he wanted to do. I reached back and took hold of his oily cock and pressed it against my tight ring. "Do it, I want you to" I whispered to him, the passion affecting my voice. Slowly he started to increase the pressure against my anus. I tried to relax as much as possible. There was a small amount of pain but far more pleasurable sensations as he forced it past the initial resistance. Gradually he sank into me, until I could feel his pelvis hard against my buttocks. He groaned and as I looked over my shoulder at his face he gave me an intense look and almost grunted at me; "It's so tight, feels great though. Are you ok?" I had never had anything more than Heidi's finger in there before, but this was something else. The pressure of his large cock inside me was pushing against my pussy from the other side.

It felt incredibly naughty. My brother started to slowly withdraw then push back into me. The tightness meant he could not go very fast, but eventually as I got used to it, I think that relaxed slightly. He withdrew almost completely and poured more oil onto his rigid shaft. This time it went in a little easier and gradually he was able to increase the pace of his thrusts. As he did this I reached back with one hand and started to play with my clit and occasionally slip a finger inside my pussy. From inside my pussy I could feel his hard cock through the thin membrane separating my two holes. I started sliding two fingers in and out in time to his movements. Then I grabbed the oil bottle which was similar in diameter to my brother's cock but a little shorter and worked that inside. With both holes now full I concentrated on rubbing my clit with increasing speed.

The thought of what my own brother was doing to me along with the sensations of him thrusting himself with increasing vigour into my bum; while I worked a bottle into my pussy and rubbed my tender clit was sending me into the most delirious state. From the sound of his shortening breaths and occasional grunts it didn't sound like he was too far off either. Almost simultaneously I felt him shooting inside me as wave upon wave of intense orgasm sent my pussy into convulsions. The feelings were so strong that I briefly blacked out.

I found myself face down flat on the bed. My brother still deep inside me had half collapsed on top of me. The feeling of his weight both on me and in me was divine. I turned my head to the side and we kissed passionately. Our tongues intertwined while I could feel his shaft still twitching inside me. Slowly he withdrew and we continued to kiss. We held our naked bodies close together and dozed for an hour or two.

Sunset was approaching and so was our hunger. We had worked up an appetite. We showered together, tenderly washing each other's body. The feeling of getting to know someone as your lover when you had known them all your life as a sibling was strange. After the shower we dried each other, enjoying the intimacy of the physical contact without doing anything explicitly sexual. We then got dressed for our evening meal. We had been left money by our parents to eat out and felt excited at the thought of doing it as a couple. We felt confident knowing our parents were with friends on the other side of the island. My brother watched me as I slipped on a very skimpy thong which was translucent and extremely adult for someone of my young age. My mum had no idea I had bought it, and certainly wouldn't have approved. I then slipped on a very short strappy summer dress and some high heel sandals that had leather laces that criss-crossed up my calves and made my legs look very sexy.

As he stood there ogling his sexy sister, obviously enjoying the view, little did he know that this wasn't the first time I had been in his presence in this outfit, although last time I hadn't even worn knickers. The dress was such thin material that it was a little on the see though side. The outline of my thong was just visible and my erect nipples were very obvious just below the top of the dress. He dressed in some jeans without any underwear and a loose shirt. We kissed and left the room to find a restaurant.

As we crossed the hotel lobby area, holding hands like any couple might, we came across two stunning petite blond girls doing the same. I immediately recognized Heidi at the exact same moment she saw me. We smiled and ran to give each other a hug. Heidi told me she and her sister Freya were about to go out for an evening meal and invited us to join them. I immediately accepted and then quickly whispered in her ear that I had been successful with my plan. She took on a new look of interest and cast an eye over my brother who was stood a few yards away waiting and none the wiser. "Mmm your brother is very good looking; we could all have a lot of fun together."

I took the opportunity to check out Freya who looked almost identical to Heidi and dare I say it even more good looking. Both of the sisters wore racy skin tight dresses and by the look of it neither of them was wearing any underwear. I turned back to my brother who was already paying the two sisters quite a lot of attention. When I asked my brother if he would be happy for us to join the sisters for an evening meal out, he didn't hesitate to say yes.

The evening that followed was incredible. We found a restaurant with a nice private booth at the back where Heidi and I quickly brought the conversation around to getting our secrets in the open. Heidi had already told Freya about our time in the hotel room, but it was news to my brother who couldn't believe his ears as we discussed what his young sister and her friend had got up to. Then Heidi and Freya, told us about their relationship and how they had developed their secret sexual relationship over the last two years. My brother was finding this conversation more than a little interesting and when I stroked his crotch I could feel that he was rigid through his jeans. I kept my hand there which I could see did not go unnoticed by the sisters.

My brother asked them; "So how did it start?" They told him how it was easy as sisters, as they shared a bedroom so there had been plenty of opportunities. It all started when Heidi came home unexpectedly one day and spied her older sister completely naked and playing with herself on her bed in their shared room. Apart from the shock of seeing her doing it she had been surprised by how incredibly aroused it made her feel. Rather than sneaking away undiscovered, she had been unable to resist the temptation to join in with her sister. So she removed her clothes and walked into the room. Freya was initially very shocked on being discovered, but when her younger sister lay back naked and started to do the same, had been happy to continue.

Masturbating in front of each other quickly developed into passionate kisses, playing with each other's breasts, caressing each other and before long they were masturbating each other. Very quickly they discovered the added joys of using their mouths on each other. Neither of them had any inhibitions for telling us everything in detail. I could feel myself getting aroused as much as I could feel that my brother was. From the look of the sister's I guessed they were too. Both had small breasts, and by the look of things Freya had the same pointy nipples as her sister. Both of them were sat in their tight dresses with their prominent nipples plainly showing though their thin dresses.

My brother had his hand on my knee and slid it slowly up my thigh and under the hem of my short dress. As his fingers reached the thin fabric of my thong I parted my legs so he had better access to touch my pussy. I felt him push the thin fabric to the side and then the delightful feeling of his finger against my already moist lips. The sisters watched this avidly and then turned to each other and shared a passionate kiss. We watched as their almost identical open mouths joined and enjoyed seeing the interplay of their tongues. It was at this point that my brother asked them the question that sealed all our fates, well for the rest of the two week holiday anyway; "Are you two only into girls?"

"Oh no" they both quickly replied, before Freya added; "We both would love to go with a boy, although so far neither of us has ever done so".

Heidi added "We were really hoping that we might be able to talk you into helping us with that".

My brother just gulped and I felt him twitch in my hand.

Sure enough that night and for the rest of the two weeks the four of us shared every night in their room or ours. My brother and I enjoyed the sisters in every way possible and they enjoyed us. All of us found the other three attractive and so when my brother was deep inside Freya, Heidi and I could be found tonguing each other.

When Heidi was taking it from behind from my brother, I was on all fours beside them with Freya pushing her dildo up my bum whilst she tongued and fingered my aching pussy. The sisters particularly enjoyed watching my brother and me passionately making love and the feeling was mutual; we couldn't get enough of seeing the sisters getting off together. Seeing them in a 69 position was especially arousing as they looked so similar.

Most of the time we would push the two double beds together in our room so we could all touch each other at the same time. A couple of times we lay in a small circle so that we could all give and receive oral sex at the same time. Seeing Freya sucking my brother off whilst I tongued her and Heidi tongued me and my brother tongued Heidi was incredible. Other times three of us would all pleasure just one person at the same time. I will never forget the feeling as I sat on my brother with my bum hole impaled on his rigid cock while Heidi and Freya took turns to tongue my pussy and caress my breasts. I also remember watching the sisters swapping between sitting on my brother's face and his cock.

When the holiday came to an end it was a very sad parting, but we all agreed to meet up in the future and we did manage a few exchange visits in the following years. Although I think our friendship was a slight puzzlement to our respective parents. And of course back at home my brother and I enjoyed a few years of pleasure and experience until the time came to fly the nest and move on with our lives. Only then did that side of our relationship stop and then gradually fade into a distant memory. Living in different places, meeting our own partners, marriage, kids all came between that time and now.

Our lives are more conventional now, we meet up occasionally for family events; Christmas and summer holidays. We interact like any normal adult siblings would. We watch our kids play with their cousins and keep in touch as much as you ever can when you have your own lives to lead. We never discussed those times or that amazing holiday. The things we shared seemed like another life and another time, never likely to be repeated. Although not everything is forever as I may share with you another time.

This story was the final part of a 6 part story.