Sara's Car Trip Ch.3 - Sex Stories

Sara's Car Trip Ch.3

Sara's Car Trip - Daytona This is the continuing story of a brother and sister who happened to both come home from college for summer and end up going on a car trip with their parents: “Rub my back why don’t ya?” I was just opening my eyes as she tipped her back to me. The sun was streaming in our room and I looked down at the sheet which had pulled down exposing her narrow waist to me and I could just see the crack of her ass. It was my sister laying naked in bed with me. I had an instance where I felt this was one of those times that happen to you once maybe twice in your entire life. “Come on,” she looked over her shoulder pouting. “You little shit.” I lay my hands on the small of my sister Sara’s back. I rejoined, “Little shit? I think you’re the one . . .” She interrupted, “I don’t think that I was the one who fucked me last nigt. Four times!” She lifted the sheet up and looked at her naked body, “Nope, don’t think that I can do that with this equipment.” “I was going to say, SEDUCED me.” “Come on,” she was whining now and bouncing on the bed. I could see her breasts as she turned toward me. “Rub my back!” I lay there with my hand on the small of her back drawing small soft circles on her. My cock had already grown so hard that it hurt and I began to shift myself so as to slide it into the crease of her ass as I massaged her. “Ah, ah. No No. Just a . . .” I kept pressing myself toward her and felt her ass tipping toward me, arching all the way back and I slid along the ...

... length of her between her legs. I could hear her growl again, before she said, “God damn it. Stop!” She growled her growl again. "I'm going to have to call you Tigger," I laughed. And we began to slide our bodies together, twining our legs into one another. I held my hands on her hips and began to guide myself into her. She was lifting herself up positioning on all fours and I was following her with my dick. As my cock slid inside she pressed back hard and I filled her entirely. She began to grind herself against me, when just then we heard a loud pounding on the door between our room and our parents. “Shit shit shit,” I literally leapt back off Sara and off the bed onto the floor, away from view of the door. My sister tipped her head up at the door and then dropped into the bed and grabbed the sheet up around herself. Luckily we had started out in both beds, so they both lay there with covers pulled down, disheveled. My mom opened the door and stepped inside, “Are you kids ready?” And she saw Sarah still in bed. “Are you still in bed?” “Mom! I hate when you do that. We . . I could have been naked in here! I was waiting for Jason. . . He's. He’s in the shower.” I was laying flat on my stomach on the floor scootching myself close to the edge of the bed. “I don’t hear any water.” “Uh, he just went in there. Give us a few minutes mom.” “Well dad wants us on the road by seven. We can get there by noon. If we leave on time.” "We'll be ready in fifteen minutes." "Ok then," And she ...