Horny on the Beach - Sex Stories

Horny on the Beach

"Will it be fine... won't people leer?"

"It's the off-season Sis, even seabirds don't come in these months."

The only activity on this secluded beach is the tiny crabs dashing from one tiny burrow to another. It's my sister's first visit here.

I carried the massage chair out onto the sand and set it facing the sea. Open sky, sunset on the horizon, waves lapping on the shore, it's otherworldly. I prayed for the power cable to work.

Sis finally managed to get a leave and visit us. It's been two years since we saw her. This beach is a small way from our hometown. I maintain it for tourists. It's a seasonal job, so I do other jobs too. I also enrolled in lifeguard training, which starts next week.

She hopped on the chair, as I checked it for power. Thankfully, it was working, and I pressed the start button. The chair locked onto her limbs and leaned back, elevating her legs. Tiny squeezers started rubbing the soreness out of her stiff body. Her breathing deepened and she warped her eyebrows delicately.

Unlike me, my sister's always been a prodigy, so the responsibility of our family fell on her. I knew she desperately needed a vacation, and I wanted her to forget all her troubles here. I wondered what sensations coursed through her body. A sweet musty breeze caressed her golden sunlit face.

Watching her twitch and contort, I rested one hand on the side panel and brushed her thighs with the other. I massaged them one by one to ease her. Strangely, she shook ...

... her head when I moved towards her knees and calmed down when I moved up. But this got me close to her pelvis. Here, she quivered whenever I squeezed, without a sound.

It felt a little... off, so I took my hands off her but she groaned till I put them back. Was that where my sister wanted me?

A massage could have this effect on people, and she'd have been pent up for a long time. I'd drop her at her room afterward and offer her some privacy. It was the least I could do.

Her hair got ruffled, and a gust of wind scattered them all over her face. I moved them behind her ears. She's got worry lines, at such a young age. When did she grow so much? It was only yesterday that she chased after me coz I stole her crayons. I couldn't imagine the job stress she goes through daily. I bent down and kissed her warm sunscreen-scented cheek. She let out a moan and was taken aback.

"It's okay Sis," I comforted, and she shut her eyes.

She was a small girl in a tough world. I kissed her again. We're always here for you Sis. We'd always be proud of you, and support you in your actions. But I didn't say anything. I just kissed her cheek and rubbed her thigh. The beach and the massage chair did their part.

Eventually, she turned her head and kissed back. She kissed my cheek and I kissed hers. We took turns comforting each other. I made her squirm in pleasure from time to time with my hand. Her beautiful face shone in the evening sun. Slowly, our lips moved closer, and their corners ...