You Wreck Me: Part 3

Chapter 7

But she wasn't done. In fact, a big reason she decided to end her "abnormality check" was because of what she planned to do next. She pulled his swimsuit back up over his erection, then said, "Son, I was just checking your penis for abnormalities and such, and everything seems to be in order. You can't be too careful about that sort of thing, you know."

He could only grunt in response. He was still panting and clenching with his eyes closed, desperately trying to delay orgasm a little longer.

She lifted her weight off him while remaining on top of him. "Now, my sweet love, we're going to do something a little different. Suzanne said I need to get you fully aroused so you could have a nice, prolonged masturbation session, and make another checkmark on your daily chart. She gave me some suggestions on how I could do that."

He opened his eyes to stare into her face in sheer disbelief. "Fully aroused?!" Is she kidding me?! If this isn't fully aroused already, then what the hell is?! But he stayed silent, aside from his heavy breathing.

She said, "I want you to sit on your hands, to make sure you don't get too naughty. Can you do that for me?" She leaned in to his face and gave his cheek a couple of encouraging kisses.

He nodded. He had no idea what she had planned, and he hated to lose the use of his hands, but he figured that if it involved his fully naked and very horny mother in any way, it had to be good. He lifted himself up slightly and sat on his hands.

"Good." She smiled at him, and settled her weight back down on his lap. "Now, keep your hands like that. No touching allowed, okay?"

He nodded again, and smiled back. Even though he'd just come back from the brink of orgasm, his body was still brimming with energy and lust. But he was determined to keep his hands safely under his ass.

She scooted off his lap a little bit, and gave him a sultry smile. "Now, since you're a good boy, good boys get rewarded." She pulled his swimsuit down again, even though she'd pulled it up only about a minute ago. His cock seemed stuck to his swimsuit due to all the pre-cum, but it finally, and dramatically sprung free.

Her mouth formed a perfect "O" shape as she gazed at his wet erection poking up at a jaunty angle. Oh my! So much cocky goodness! His medical condition is very fitting. A cock like that needs to get stroked and sucked a LOT! Even by his ... his ... naked mommy! MMMM! Her mouth watered and she repeatedly licked her lips as she thought back again to all the oral loving she'd given him on that Tuesday.

But she remembered that she wasn't allowed to do that to him again, at least not now. She refocused on her task at hand, and pulled his swimsuit the rest of the way off. "Okay, Tiger. You may find this hard to believe ... I know I do ... but Suzanne made me promise her that I sit naked on your lap, and, well, kind of grind and churn my ass all over your cock."

His eyes widened, and his already rapid pulse sped up even more. Aunt Suzy, God bless you! YES! I have the best sex goddess auntie in the whole wide world!

Susan was feeling a bit bashful, because she found that such a very lewd thing to do. Even as she settled back down on his lap, she shyly asked him, "Is that okay with you?"

He nodded eagerly. Oh yeah! Hell yeah! He didn't say that out loud, because he didn't want to appear too eager.

She seemed to steel her courage. "Okay. But keep your hands where they are. And be careful. We don't want to have any naughty accidents."

Fuck me! he thought. That's literally true. The "naughty accident" she's talking about is if my dick happens to slide into her cunt! Oh my God, that's so incredible! I could end up fucking Mom! And even if I don't, Jesus, this is gonna be good!

She was already sitting on his lap, but she slightly repositioned herself to maximize ass-cock contact. She still felt embarrassed to be doing this, so she kept her eyes closed as she started to grind.

From the very beginning, Alan was so aroused that he just about went out of his mind. He was grateful to Suzanne for teaching him about PC muscle control, because he knew that he was going to constantly strain with all his might not to cum.

In terms of tactile stimulation, what Susan was doing wasn't as enjoyable as the de facto handjob she'd been giving him during her "check" on his erection. But the mental aspect of it was off the charts. The mere thought that his gorgeous mother was actually squatting naked on his lap and churning her ass on his boner practically fried his brain. Opening his eyes and seeing her do it, complete with her huge boobs bouncing and swaying in time to her hip movement, was twice as arousing. Then feeling the pleasurable sensations on his wet, stiff pole doubled the thrill yet again.

As if all that wasn't enough, the look of pure, unadulterated lust on his mother's face was about the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. He knew right away that it was a sight he'd never forget.

Susan was feeling as aroused as she looked. She thought, MMMM! This is SO HOT! God bless Suzanne! (Her thought matched Alan asking God to bless Suzanne just a minute or two earlier.) Why do I ever doubt her? She has SUCH excellent suggestions! I know I must look a sight. If anyone were to see me like this, I would just die. Especially Ron! Oh no, Ron! I sure hope Suzanne is keeping an eye out for him! But I can't stop. I don't want to stop! I've never felt so free and alive! And sexual! I feel like Aphrodite, the goddess of sex!

Oh God, I'm just grinding down on my son's cock! Grinding, grinding, grinding! It's so big! So very BIG! It feels like I'm sitting on a log! Normally, I would never let myself do this, but it's okay because I have to! I promised Suzanne, and Tiger clearly needs it. His cock is just so full of cum! Sweet, creamy, spermy cum! Tiger, you need to squirt it out! MMMM! Shoot your cum out for Mommy!

Susan started out feeling somewhat self-conscious about what she was doing. But the more she churned her hips on her son's cock, the more uninhibited she felt and acted. At first, she kept her eyes closed. Then she opened them, but was careful not to make eye contact with her son. But eventually, after a couple of minutes, she looked right into his eyes and gave him a loving smile.

As she did so, she slowed her hips down and asked him, "So, Son ... how are you enjoying this? Does it feel good? Are you thinking about those hotties you saw on the beach?"

He was too far gone to speak coherently. In fact, he was sure that he was going to cum at any moment. But he was determined not to give her the wrong impression about why he was so aroused, so he shouted, "NO!" After more gasping for air, he added, "NO! Screw them! It's YOU! YOU!"

That made her feel warm and tingly inside, on top of the erotic pleasure already coursing through her entire body. If she had any lingering doubts about doing this for him, those loving words banished them. She purred, "Oh, Son!"

Then she fell forward onto him. Her breasts had been in the open air, and she'd been "****" to hold them most of the time to stop them from bouncing too much during her grinding (although her holding was really more like fondling). But now she pressed them against his T-shirt covered chest, and she happily slid them up and down his body.

Even though she was supposed to be merely arousing him so he could masturbate himself to orgasm up in his room, she sensed that he was about to cum, and that knowledge spurred her on. Her ass kept on gyrating over his boner while she purred, "Look at me, Tiger! You've made me act so very naughty! Such a naughty Mommy! Your naughty, big-titted, ass-grinding mommy. Don't you think so?"

He finally couldn't take any more, and he let go with a strangled cry. He freed his pinned hands from under his ass and brought them to her tremendous rack. He kept on yelling incoherently as his cum shot out like a rocket.

The only problem was where his cum would fire. Had Susan simply kept going, some of it would have splattered against her ass while the rest would have shot through the gap between his legs below her ass and arched far across the dining room. However, she could sense his impeding explosion, and she quickly took action. She scooted back down his thighs, grabbed his stiffness, and pointed it up towards her own body.

She tilted her head way back in erotic ecstasy as his cum shot straight up and splattered on the undersides of her gigantic, bouncing tits. She didn't touch herself in any way with the intention of inducing her own orgasm, but she came hard anyway.

Her screams mingled with his, and then continued on her own, because her orgasm lasted much longer than his did, as female orgasms usually do.

When it was over, he felt completely wrecked. But he'd never felt so sexually satisfied, content, and loved. He wrapped his arms around her and just held her tight.

Her body continued to tremble from time to time, due to orgasmic after-shocks, but eventually she calmed down and just enjoyed his warm embrace. She closed her eyes and basked in their intimacy.

Eventually, with her cheek literally pressed against his, she felt a wetness and realized that tears were leaking from his eyes. She pulled back and looked at him with concern. "Tiger? Is something wrong?"

He smiled at her and wiped his tears away. "Nope! In fact, things have never been so right. It's just that I'm so happy right now. I feel totally overcome and awed by your love. I know that wasn't easy for you to do, from the way you dressed when I came in, to, well, everything else. But you did it anyway, for me, because you love me that much. I feel so ... I'm not worthy!"

Her heart was filled with joy from hearing that, just like his was. Her smile was a mile wide. "Son, I'd do anything for you, don't you know that? You and the rest of our family, you're my life! I know you'd do the same for me, wouldn't you?"

He chuckled as he imagined himself sitting naked on his mother and rubbing his cock all over her perfect body. Uh, yeah! Talk about a no-brainer! Good God, that sounds as much fun as this was! But he just nodded, and said, "Of course. We're a team, aren't we?"

Somehow, her smile grew even bigger. "We are! We stick together and help each other." She grew somewhat more serious. "Mind you, there are certain limits as to how much I can help you with your special problem. I'd like to do more, but I'm a married woman, and you're my son, and there are certain things we just can't do."

She frowned. "The whole point was that I was supposed to get you worked up so you could masturbate to completion, but things got a bit carried away, didn't they?" She couldn't see his cum splatterings, because he'd thoroughly painted only the undersides of her big tits. But, as if searching for proof of her comment, she brought a hand there, ran her fingers through his copious load, and brought her hand up in front of her face for both of them to see.

He said, "That's okay, Mom. What difference does it make if I came here or up in my room? You didn't violate your rules, and you saved me from the sin of Onan. It's all good."

She thought with worry, Well, I don't know about that. If I didn't violate my rules, I sure as heck stretched them beyond all recognition! Especially with that prolonged, uh, abnormality check. Was that strictly necessary? Be honest with yourself, Susan. You're only supposed to do that once a week, on Tuesdays. But at least I did stop myself, twice. So I suppose it's okay. Besides, the main thing is that he had a nice orgasm. The fact that I enjoyed myself and got quite tingly there at the end, well, I suppose that can't be helped sometimes.

She finally said to him, "Well, maybe. I don't know if it's all good. This is definitely not how a married woman should behave, especially with her own son! I'm concerned that this kind of situation could spin out of control, and accidents could happen. So don't expect a repeat performance any time soon. Is that clear?"

He nodded.

Now that Susan was coming down from her erotic high, worry about Ron coming home was in the front of her mind. So she abruptly got off Alan and stood up. "Come on, Tiger. Let's make ourselves presentable. It shames me to say this, but Ron could come home at any time. We don't want him to see us like this! Would you like me to make you lunch?"

He grinned. "Sure thing. Man, you're the best!"

She smiled back, but ruefully. I'm probably TOO good. I really shouldn't have done that. But I did promise Suzanne, and he'll get to make another checkmark on his orgasm chart. No harm done, right? But still, I feel guilty.

Chapter 8

Alan figured that what had just happened with Susan would be his big sexual adventure for the day. He figured this was a day for him to rest and recover from his many recent intense sexual experiences, and he wanted to spend time repairing frayed connections with his friends.

Susan was very concerned about Ron coming home soon, even though the odds of that were still extremely low, based on his past habits. She dressed into normal, unrevealing clothes, and made sure that Alan did the same. She put his cum-soaked swimsuit in the washer, opened the sliding door next to the love seat, and used air freshener in the dining room for good measure. Then she prepared some fresh pumpkin and leek soup for their lunch, after which they had a surprisingly normal and non-sexual time eating together.

At least, Alan outwardly pretended that things were normal and non-sexual. In fact, he was staggered by what had just happened with his mother. And even though she was covered up to the neck in her change of clothes, just seeing her stunning face directly across the table as they ate lunch was a constant and powerful reminder of what had happened. His penis had the usual refractory period, but before he finished lunch, his penis was fully engorged again.

A part of him suspected that he could get a repeat performance of something similarly arousing if he played his cards right with his mother, but he didn't think he could mentally or physically handle having another such intense experience so soon. The table hid the bulge in his shorts while they ate, and when he cleaned the dishes afterwards, he was very careful to position his hard-on in his shorts as well as angle his body from Susan to make sure she didn't realize he was erect again.

Susan was similarly sexually satiated, as well as mentally exhausted, so she wasn't too curious. As a result, he was able to "escape" upstairs to his room without her discovering his turgid condition.

Once he was away from her, his penis quickly went flaccid. But there still was a strong lingering lust, because he couldn't get his sexy mother out of his mind.

Still, he was determined to have a relatively normal day, so he made his plans. Ironically, his top priority non-sexual activity had a sexual component to it. He realized that for all of his sexual activity lately, he still was very sexually inexperienced. He was determined to change that, and fast. So he wanted to go to a local shopping mall that had a couple of good bookstores and find some information on how to improve his sexual skills.

However, his energy problem hadn't been "cured" yet, so he needed his daily nap. He slept for an hour, and felt much refreshed by it. Then he went downstairs to tell her his shopping plans and ask permission to borrow one of the family cars.

Katherine had come home while he was napping, and she was talking to Susan across the kitchen counter when Alan came downstairs. Once he explained his shopping plans, Katherine asked him if she could come along. Unlike many siblings, he greatly enjoyed the company of his sister, long before they'd gotten sexually involved, just as she enjoyed his company. So he agreed.

Funnily enough, given what they'd just done, he wanted to keep the exact nature of his book purchases a secret from Susan. He figured that although she had sexually opened up in some ways, she remained very prudish and conservative in other ways, and she would find such books "very improper." But he didn't see the reason to keep his shopping intentions a secret from Katherine, at least not once they were out of the house. In fact, he might even get advice from her on the best sex books to buy.

Alan and Katherine left a short time later, after Katherine changed into a different, and much more revealing, outfit. (She snuck to the garage without Susan seeing what she wore.) Once Alan had the car driving down the road, he asked his sister in the passenger seat, "So, what are you planning to do at the mall?"

"Screw that!"

He frowned and briefly glanced her way. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me. 'Screw that.' Who wants to go to the mall, anyway? Boooooring!"

"I do, for one. I didn't want to say this with Mom around, for obvious reasons, but the main thing I want to do is buy some sex books at the bookstores there."

"What, like porn?"

"No. I mean sex-advice-type books. I've suddenly been thrown into all kinds of sexual fun, and it's great, but I feel like I'm stumbling around in the dark. I want to get better and really master this thing. I know I can't become a sexual veteran overnight, and nothing beats practical experience, but I figure reading books like that will help speed things up."

Katherine sat silent, with a frustrated look on her face. Finally, she said, "Okay. I'll admit that if there's one thing I'm willing to let you buy, it's that."

He gave her another curious glance. "'Willing to let me buy?' What do you mean by that?"

"I mean that we have plans! Big plans! You'll see what I mean. Hurry up and buy those dumb books, and then I'll show you."

He repeatedly try to prod her to reveal what she meant, but she remained resolutely tight-lipped after that. Normally, she liked cruising the mall. She could spend hours there seeing and being seen, as well as checking out all the latest fashions, even if she had no intentions to buy anything. But not today. She was a model of efficiency. She bee-lined directly to the nearest bookstore and helped her brother make his book selections. After he paid for three books (and she bought a sex advice book for herself), she argued that he had what he needed, so there was no need to go to the other bookstore in the mall, or to any other store there.

He did want to do some other shopping at some other stores since he rarely went to the mall, but he could see that she was highly motivated to leave so she could proceed with her mysterious plan. Curiosity got the best of him and he decided to do his other shopping some other time, so he could find out what she had in mind.

But the mystery only deepened, because when they got back to their car in the mall parking lot, she insisted on driving. Then she drove off, but refused to tell him where they were going or what they'd be doing.

Eventually, they left the built-up area and headed into the country-side, at least as much of a country-side as their heavily populated part of Orange County had. They reached a road that allowed Alan to figure out that they were headed to a certain state park that they both liked. They'd been there many times throughout their childhood. It had many hiking trails that led up to hills looking out onto the ocean off in the distance.

He said, "Okay, I know where we're going. But WHY? I like hiking as much as you do, but why the mystery? Why didn't I get any say in this?"

She grinned impishly. "Elementary, my dear Watson. You didn't get any say, because you might have said 'No.' And we're not just hiking. I have a picnic basket all packed in the backseat. I know we've both eaten lunch, but I've packed fruit, rolls, drinks, and other goodies in there. I'm thinking we can sit on a scenic viewpoint looking to the ocean and just have, you know, some special brother-and-sister time. Away from all the sexual craziness from the house. Take a break from the whole world. When was the last time we did that?"

He thought that over, and smiled. "Okay! Now, we're talking. That sounds like a very good plan. In fact, that would be lovely. But still, why all the mystery? You knew I'd totally be on board with that, didn't you?"

"I did. But an intriguing mystery is frustrating but fun, you must admit. Plus, there's the fact that I'm incorrigibly uppity."

He raised a curious eyebrow. "'Uppity?' What do you mean?"

"You know the word, Mr. Near Perfect Score on His SAT Practice Tests. I quote from the dictionary definition: 'uppity. Adjective. Rebellious, self-assertive, not inclined to be tractable or deferential.'"

He gave her another strange look. "Okaaaay. It's weird that you memorized that, and it's an odd and obscure word all around. Why are you so keen on it all of a sudden?"

She gave him an enigmatic smile-smirk. "You'll see."

He sighed dramatically. "Oh, great. Another mystery."

"Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!" She giggled with great glee.

The two of them had an enjoyable time talking to each other and listening to the radio while driving to the state park. Once there and out of the car, they took the picnic basket, which was actually a packed backpack, and headed off on a hiking trail that Katherine chose.

Alan was having a relaxed and carefree time. He felt refreshed being out in nature and away from his usual haunts and problems. The hike allowed him to stretch his legs, but it was far from overly vigorous, since the hills weren't that high.

After a half hour hike, they reached a spot that had a great view. It was a grass-covered clearing surrounded by trees on three sides, with a steep slope towards the ocean on the fourth. What Alan found curious was that they'd left the trail five minutes earlier to reach it.

Katherine was all smiles as she spread a big blanket over the grass. "So, Big Baton Brother, what do you think?"

He was busy unloading the backpack. "It's great. But what puzzles me is how you knew this was here. It's way off the trial, and I certainly don't remember being here before. And you haven't been to this park without me, have you?"

She gave him another enigmatic smile. "Have I? Or have I not? Hrm. Curious."

He chuckled. "What's up with you and your mysteries today?"

"It's all part of my fiendish plan." With that, she stood up straight and then pulled her tight shorts down her legs, taking her panties with them.

He was busy unloading the backpack, so he didn't notice her stripping at first. But unexpected movement caught his eye. When he glanced her way again, she was pulling her shirt off over her head. He immediately noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra.

He looked around frantically from where he sat on the blanket, but they were all alone. Still, he was freaking out. He'd been in a non-sexual mode their entire trip until now, so this took him by complete surprise. "Sis! What the hell are you doing?!"

"I like that you call me 'Sis' out in the open like this," she said in a casual tone as she bent over and carefully packed her clothes in the backpack he had just been fiddling with. "I hope you'll soon be screaming that all the way out to the Pacific!"

Chapter 9

His penis was starting to engorge from looking at his sexy, naked sister, but he wasn't happy about it. He spoke to it in his mind. Hey, you traitorous dick, stay calm, for once! Not now, not here! But not surprisingly, his penis didn't listen and got very stiff in a hurry.

He crossed his arms and acted huffy towards her. "You tricked me."

She gave him an unrepentant smile. "I did. Brother, you started fucking me, and you can't start NOT fucking me! That would be cruel. Now that I've found out how great it is, I can't go without it!" She sat her naked ass in front of him and unzipped his shorts.

He kept his arms crossed, which looked defiant, but it also meant he didn't make a move to stop her.

She explained, "I know how you feel with your stance against fucking at home, especially with Ron in town, and that's a big problem for us. But when I heard you wanted to go shopping, I saw my chance and went for it. Like I said, I'm uppity, and damn proud of it. I may be your fuck toy, but that doesn't mean I'm a bump on a log."

He was sitting cross-legged and acting stubborn, so she figured it wouldn't be easy to get his shorts all the way off just yet. But while she was talking, she'd been repositioning. She got on all fours, with her face in his crotch and her ass high up in the air. Once she finished her comment, she engulfed his cockhead and started slathering it with her love and attention.

He griped, "Hey! What are you doing?! You can't do that here! We're in a public park! We're gonna get caught!"

But Katherine didn't reply, because she was busy slurping and sucking.

He looked down at her bobbing head and let out an exasperated sigh. Giving in to the inevitable, he uncrossed his arms and planted his hands on the blanket on either side of him. He thought, I'm weak. Too weak! I totally should have said or done something BEFORE she got her lips wrapped around my dick. Now it's too late, because what she's doing feels too damn good!

He started saying his thoughts out loud. "Look at us! I love sex as much as the next guy. No, scratch that, I love it even more. But we have to be prudent. Anybody could walk in on us. This must be a popular spot, even though it's hidden, because look at the great view. What if some cop comes along and arrests us?! How would we explain that we're..." - he dropped his voice down to a careful whisper - "related?!"

Katherine pulled her lips off his cock and sat up, but she kept stroking him with two hands. She gave him an exasperated look and rolled her eyes. "I'd better explain, or you'll be too nervous to be able to enjoy yourself. The reason I know this spot is 'cos I did an Internet search on good but safe spots for public sex near our town. Lots of people come here, and there's never any trouble. We're in the middle of nowhere!" She let go of his boner to gesticulate, and she waved at the view behind her.

She resumed her stroking, and continued, "Why the heck would a cop be patrolling off trail in a little-used state park?! Sheesh! Give me a break. If someone did come, like a park ranger, we could just scram. Besides, there isn't just one sex spot. This whole hillside is covered with them on this side. Basically, the instructions I found said to go along a certain trial for a certain distance, then anywhere along the next mile you can turn left and walk five minutes and you'll come to one of many scenic overlooks. I didn't come to this specific spot; I knew anywhere in this general area would do. So don't worry about it. We're probably not even the only ones using one of these scenic clearings right now."

That made him feel better, but his still whispered anxiously, "Maybe, but I know we've gotta be the only ones who are brother and sister! You and I can't do anything in a public place, ever, for obvious reasons! No matter how remote we are, or how small the danger! Please! Promise me!"

She sighed heavily. "Okay. Fine. I don't want to get caught either, you know. If you give me a good fucking now, I promise I won't try this kind of thing again. It's just that Ron is home, and we're totally stymied there, and I'm so damn horny!" She leaned down and resumed licked around the crown of his cockhead.

He smiled at her enthusiasm, as well as her happy hums of pleasure. "Okay. Just this one time."

"Yeay!" She pulled away from his boner again, stood up, and raised her arms in triumph, just like a prize fighter. Sweet! I knew this would work! The squeaky sister gets the cock!

He looked around with worry, but realized there was no way anyone could see that. Man, I've gotta chill out. We're in the middle of nowhere. Even if some park ranger did show up, which is highly unlikely, we could just run like hell. I'm not happy about getting tricked into this, but as long as it doesn't happen again, it's okay. Her enthusiasm is pretty darn cute. And how can I resist her, when she looks like THAT?!

He grinned as he looked up to her voluptuous naked body. Then he stood up. "Okay, now what?"

She stepped forward and yanked his shorts down. "We get rid of these stupid things. Finally! And as much as I love sucking you off, what I'm really craving is a good ol' fucking! You think you're up for that?" She grinned impishly.

He chuckled. "I think that can be arranged. As long as we're quiet and careful about it, that is. I can't believe the crazy things you talk me into!" He shook his head in disbelief.

They both laughed, because they fondly recalled instances down the years where she'd gotten him to go along with various pranks and adventures. They didn't need to explain because they both knew they were thinking about similar incidents. Funnily enough, she never got into trouble on her own, but she was much more daring with him taking part, since she felt safe with him.

She turned around and dropped on all fours, with her ass to him. She wiggled her bare butt provocatively as she said, "That's how it's still gonna be, I'm afraid, except with a lot more fucking and sucking." She giggled. "I may be your fuck toy now, but I'm an uppity one!"

He was very excited about fucking his sister again, though he was **** to show it. And he was even more **** to admit to himself that the danger and uniqueness of the scenic outdoor location was especially exciting. He was too worked up to wait any longer, so he knelt behind her, scooted up, and guided his cock into her hot slit.

She stopped her wiggling and helped him out by pushing her ass back towards him. She was already wet from the anticipation, which had been building up in her mind the entire journey to this spot, so he slid right in. Although he went in fast, it was a delightfully snug fit.

She let out a long, blissful "Aaaaaah! Yessssss! I've been needing that! So much!"

He paused while fully sheathed inside her, so their bodies could adjust before he began thrusting in earnest. While he waited, he asked, "By the way, what's with this 'fuck toy' stuff? That's the second time you used that today, I noticed. And you've said it on other days too. I'm detecting a pattern."

She giggled. "My brother is a friggin' genius! It's about time you took notice."

He hissed in Pig Latin, "Ixnay on the otherbray!" (Meaning "nix on the 'brother.'")

She turned her head back to make eye contact. "Why?! As long as we don't shout, it's fine. Besides, reminders that we're brother and sister practically doubles the fun. Don't you get off on the fact that you've basically enslaved your sister into becoming your personal fuck toy?"

He frowned with concern. "Hey! Don't say that. Never say that. Please don't talk about being a 'fuck toy' or especially enslavement of anyone. That really offends me. You're not just some toy; you're my sister and I love you!"

She was anxious to get the fucking truly started, but she wanted to sort this important issue out first. She churned her hips a little bit, because she was worried her words were backfiring and he might go flaccid. Still looking back his way, she said, "First off, this is just sexy talk, you doofus! I'm not literally a fuck toy, obviously. But I get off on submitting myself to my big-cocked, handsome, and strong older brother! Can you handle that?"

He quickly replied, "I can handle it, in limited doses. I might even get off on it a little bit, I admit. But if you go too far and say things that demean yourself, that'll be a big turn OFF. You're like a priceless treasure to me. Do you know how rare and awesome it is that we get along so well?"

She unexpectedly pulled her ass back, causing his boner to nearly pop free. But then she pushed herself all the way back onto him, making both of them shiver with erotic joy. Then she pointedly said, "I'd guess we're closer than most siblings, yes." She giggled.

Her pulling back and then pushing onto him went over so well that she did it again. She joked, "In fact, we're so very close, that it's almost like you're eight inches inside me!"

That stirred Alan enough for him to finally begin regular thrusting. But he wasn't quite done talking. He chuckled at her comments, and said, "True. Although, it's more like ... three inches." He pulled out until only his cockhead was in her.

But she pushed back on him until he was fully sheathed in her again. "Nah. Feels much more like eight inches to me!"

They continued to joke like this for a couple of minutes. Eventually, he built up a good fuck rhythm and both of them were too distracted for any talking or joking anymore.

As he steadily plowed into her, he thought, This is crazy! When I started fucking Sis, I didn't really think things through. We've only had sex once, just the day before yesterday. Heck, this is only the second time I've fucked, period! I have to admit that I haven't really thought through what it all means. We're going to have to have a serious talk later. But not now. Jesus Christ, this feels good!

After that, he essentially temporarily emptied his mind of all thoughts and concerns about anything but fucking his sister. It felt so very good that it totally consumed him. He even stopped worrying about anyone discovering them, at least most of the time. Katherine was facing the beautiful view down to the ocean, and since he was fucking her doggy-style, he had the same view. Most of the time he looked down towards her ass, but whenever he looked up, he was startled anew about the fact that they were fucking in such a crazy place. Without fail, it gave him a jolt that both frightened and thrilled him.

Until recently, the only sexual pleasure Alan had enjoyed was masturbation. And he'd trained himself over time to delay orgasm as long as possible. He'd discovered that while an orgasm could be an intense ecstasy, it only lasted a few seconds, and then the fun was all over. He got much more pleasure staying close to the orgasmic edge for a long time. So, naturally, he had this same attitude when it came to sex with women, only even more so, because he wanted to make sure he lasted long enough for his partner to have great orgasms too.

So he intended to last a very long time, every time. However, he was new to fucking, and the pleasures of his sister's tight, hot cunt were so great that he had a very hard time controlling himself. He lasted about five minutes, and even that much was a great challenge. To his great disappointment, he let go and came into her pussy before he heard or felt the tell-tale signs that she'd had an orgasm too.

He pulled out of her and flopped down on the blanket, right next to where she'd just lowered herself to a lying position. Once he recovered his breath, but with his eyes still closed, he said, "Sorry, Sis."

She was lying naked face up with her eyes closed, just like him, but she rolled to her side towards him, and looked his way. "Sorry?! What for?! That was great!"

He opened his eyes and shifted to his side to face her too. "It was! God knows I enjoyed it. But I came too soon. I didn't give you a chance."

"Pfffpht! Big whoop. In case you didn't notice, we've got all afternoon. I figure that by the time we're done, I'll have cum so many times, you're gonna have to carry me back to the car." She grinned and winked, so he knew she was just joshing, at least about being carried.

After a long pause, he said, "Hmmm. I hadn't really thought of that. I guess that's 'cos I hadn't realized we were going to fuck at all until, like, a minute before it started."

"Well, think about it now. Think about how glorious it's going to be! Mom thinks we're shopping. We'll tell her that we bummed around the mall for a few hours, and she won't care or suspect." She sat up and stretched her arms up high while staring out to the ocean. "I already know what I'm going to write in my diary later: 'Dear Diary, It's pat myself on the back time. Best. Idea. Ever!'" She giggled at that.

He sat up too, and pulled her in close. "I do have to admit I'm kind of warming up to the whole 'kidnap my brother, take him to the woods, and have him fuck me like a crazy monkey' plan." He chuckled.

She laughed too, but said, "Hey, I didn't kidnap you, per se. I'm saving that for next time."

He chuckled some more, and rolled his eyes at her. Then he put an arm around her and pulled her in close. "All joking aside, I'm so happy this is happening! I can't even put it into words. I've loved you so much, like, forever. Literally since before I can remember. It's like you were always a part of me. We're more than siblings, I feel like we're best friends too."

"We are!" she said forcefully and passionately. She was starting to feel emotionally overcome, due to his words.

He continued, "I never in a million years thought that we'd have sex, but now we have, and I can't believe how good it is! And somehow it makes me love you even MORE than before!"

He was going to say more, but he stopped because he noticed tears leaking from her eyes. He tenderly wiped a finger through a tear streak, and asked, "Are you okay?"

She exclaimed, "I've never been more okay! Brother, this is like a dream come true! You have no idea how much and how long I've wanted this! Now, fucking shut up with your wonderful words and fuck the hell out me!"

She suddenly threw herself at him. They'd been sitting side by side, but she wound up lying on top of him, with her lips on his. They kissed like their lives depended on it.

Eventually, she whispered, like she was confessing a great secret, "I love you, Brother, and don't you ever forget it! Ever! You're the only man who'll ever have me, and that's a promise for life!" Then, in her normal voice, she said, "Now, fuck me good!"

Even as he lay underneath her, he gave her a playful salute. "One good fuck, coming right up!" Then he surprised her by rolling over, until he was on top of her. He was careful that they both stayed on the blanket though. His penis had gone flaccid after their first fuck, but their heartfelt words of love to each other aroused him to full hardness. So he positioned his cock and pushed into her.

They both let out long, ecstatic sighs.

Once he bottomed out in her, he said, "Can you believe that two people can have this much fun with each other? I just fucking love fucking!"

"Me too! God, it's so good! Now, take me! Hard! Take me!"

Even though his penis had revived, his body was still recovering from his recent orgasm. But her words inspired him, jolting him almost like an electric prod. He didn't waste time this time, and started pounding her deep and fast. He put all of his energy into it, and since he was lying on top of her, it was like he was doing push-ups on her.

They stared into each other's eyes, and the outside world completely disappeared. Neither of them would have noticed a park ranger if one was standing next to them and yelling at them.

Thanks to the fact that Alan had recently climaxed, his stamina was much better. He fucked his sister hard until she had a great, screaming orgasm. He wasn't ready to pop his cork then, but all that fast fucking was tiring, so he laid on top of her for a while, still fully sheathed in her, and they both rested.

At one point, she looked up into his eyes and caressed his face. "Brother, can you believe this is happening?! I can't! Getting fucked by you is just SO GOOD! NOW, do you see why I was so eager to leave the shopping mall?"

He chuckled. "Yeah. Good call. Don't make a habit of **** me though, okay?"

She giggled. "Okay. I'll try to keep it down to two or three times a week." They shared another scorching kiss.

He thought, Man, I feel guilty. Normally, once we'd fucked, I'd be thinking of nothing but fucking her all the time. Well, if you can ever call incestuous fucking normal. It's totally awesome! But the thing is, I suddenly find myself sexually involved with all these women! Sis, Mom, Aunt Suzy, Glory, Amy, Kim ... And let's not forget Akami, who kind of started it all. That's seven women! Seven! That's totally nuts! Whereas Sis probably only has eyes for me, so of course she wants this even more than I do. It's unbalanced and unfair, and it sucks! I wish I could give my entire heart and soul to her, because she deserves it. But how could I give up the others?! And Sis knows about them and doesn't seem to mind.

But is that fair? Then again, we ARE siblings. It's not like we could ever have a normal relationship. Besides, how could I keep up my six times a day pace with only her helping me? And is there any way I could stop doing stuff like what happened between me and Mom today? No way! I swear, maybe I'm being a total bastard being with all these women, but I can't believe any other guy in my shoes would do otherwise. It's humanly impossible! The thrills are too intense!

Since his erection had never gone flaccid or even vacated her, he resumed fucking once she seemed up for it. He started slowly, with more kissing and fondling than thrusting. He knew they had plenty of time, so after the initial excitement of getting to fuck again had worn off, they were content to take a slower pace.

Eventually, the pace did speed up and things got quite heated. But he tired out before cumming, and after he gave her another nice orgasm, the pace slowed to a crawl again. But that was okay; they were in sync, and they were happy to be together fast, slow, or anywhere in between.

An hour passed, and then another. Sometimes they fucked, sometimes they just kissed and/or fondled, and sometimes they simply sat together, talked, and fed each other slices of fruit or sips of faux champagne that Katherine had packed. Alan eventually had another orgasm, and Katherine had several. They were just starting to truly know each other's bodies, so this was a good time for them to experiment with different positions, techniques, and speeds.

Katherine was remarkably attentive to Alan's penis. She spent a lot of time sucking him off, not just to get him hard again, but because she loved doing that in and of itself. Even when they were talking and relaxing, she'd continue to jack him off if he was erect. She was making big strides in improving her blowjob and handjob techniques. Since they had so much time, she made a point of trying out new things. Not all of them worked, but most of them did.

Alan wanted to reciprocate and go down on her, or at least finger her. He wasn't keen about licking her down there, but he figured he owed it to her to at least try, after all she'd done for him. However, she wouldn't let him, not even just to finger her. She explained that he was giving her pussy a thorough workout, and if he was going to "****" it some more, she wanted to save herself for more fucking.

Finally, near the end of their second hour there, Alan had another orgasm. Like two of his previous orgasms, he came in her pussy, without a condom. (For the third time, he shot his load all over her face and tits, at her insistence.)