Road Trip - Part 1 - Sex Stories

Road Trip - Part 1

... cock up and down between her cheeks.

When I rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, I heard Ann moan. Was it involuntary or was she aware of what I was doing? It didn’t matter to me. I was too far gone to stop. My hand slid down her stomach and under the waistband of her panties. My fingers moved across her swollen mound, and then her slit. It was slick with moisture.

Any doubt about whether or not she was sleeping was erased by what happened next. Ann moved her hand over mine and directed my fingertip to a little nub near the top of her slit. I didn’t know what a clit was back then, but it was clear she wanted me to rub it by the way she was moving my finger.

Her breathing became more rapid and erratic. Soft moans escaped from her throat. My finger continued to rub the tiny nub in circles, applying more pressure and going faster. She grabbed my forearm, digging her fingers into the skin. Her body began to shake. She bit her lip and stifled a scream. I kept rubbing and she kept shaking. She took the finger that had been rubbing her nub and guided it down her slit. I felt it slide into her moist entrance.

I had never fingered a girl, but I was familiar with the basics from locker room talk. I pushed and felt it go deeper. She was tight but seemed to stretch open as I inched my way into her body. I buried it all the way to the knuckle. The heat of her pussy throbbed against me. I pulled it out and pushed it back in. I did this again and again. I could ...

... feel her moving with me.

I was fingering my sister. I couldn’t believe it. My poor cock was throbbing and still pressed tightly between her ass cheeks, sliding up and down in a slow fucking motion. Ann’s breathing got faster. I could feel her body tremble. She pressed her face into the pillow to muffle a scream. Her pussy clenched and spasmed against my finger. Sticky secretions dribbled down my hand and soaked into her panties.

My head became dizzy. I knew the feeling. It happened when I masturbated. Cum boiled in my balls. My cock swelled. Hot cum exploded from the tip. Spurt after spurt shot up her back. My finger was still buried deep inside her pussy. I felt her shudder one last time, and then she went limp. Cum continued to ooze from my cock and soak into the back of her panties. When it was over, I pulled my finger out and sucked it into my mouth, savoring the taste of her juices.

The next morning we packed the car for the six-hour drive to Cape Cod. I didn’t have a chance to talk to Ann about what had happened and, to be honest, I wasn’t going to. She didn’t bring up the subject either. That didn’t stop me from obsessing about it in my mind. The tight shorts she was wearing and tee shirt with no bra didn’t help.

We climbed into the back seat. This was in the days before seat belts. Ann said she was tired so mom gave her a blanket. She threw it over our laps. Ann pulled it up to her neck, rested her head on my shoulder, and closed her eyes. Our thighs were ...