Trying to Get it on with My Sister - Sex Stories

Trying to Get it on with My Sister

... 789 Miles and around 12 hours. It was a bit closer for Kelly but she was right, it was just about halfway.

"When do we leave?" was all I asked.

She said we should both leave first thing the next morning. It would take both of us most of the day to get there, but then we would spend four nights together before I had to get back to work and she had to get back to Reagan.

I spent the rest of the day getting a bag together, booking a room for us in Auburn, and trimming my pubes. I wanted to look my best for Kelly. Before turning in I jerked off to her video again to heighten the anticipation, not that I needed to after all this build up.

My alarm went off at 5 AM and after taking a quick piss and making a huge cup of coffee I was in my car and headed south by 5:22. I was dying to know when Kelly left, but I didn't want to bother her that early, since she did have a bit shorter drive than I did.

I guess I zoned out a bit while driving, because the next thing I new my phone was ringing as I sped down I-95. It was just before 8 AM as I answered Kelly's call.

"Hey, I'm almost to I-85. Where are you?" I asked.

"I just crossed the Texas/Louisiana boarder. Although I have to keep checking my speed because I keep looking down and realizing that I'm going 90."

"Yeah, same here. I guess we're pretty eager, huh?"

"Little bit... little bit."

"Drive safe Kel. See you at the hotel."

"Yeah you will Paddy."

I got a second wave of energy that lasted all the ...

... way to my second gas stop just across the South Carolina Boarder. When I got back in the car I saw I missed a call from Kelly while I was filling up, and I had a moment of panic as I called her back.

She answered saying "We made a huge mistake Pat." and my head fell into my hands. After about 5 seconds of silence she continued "We thought Helen Slater was the hot blonde doctor in Roadhouse, but it was Kelly Lynch. I'm so sorry."

"Fuck Kelly! Don't do that to me. I was sure you were going to say that you had to turn back."

"Sorry Paddy. I've been in this car so long I needed to think of a way to amuse myself. Plus, I thought if I messed with you that you might end of disciplining me."

"Fuck Kel, you're killing me! I swear, If I make it there without getting a speeding ticket it'll be a miracle."

"Me too little bro." she said with a giggle, knowing that the only time we ever referred to each other that way was when we were trying to be over-the-top flirty about our incestuous attractions.

Just a few days past the shortest day of the year the sun started to set as I approached the Georgia/Alabama boarder. It was almost 6 PM central when I finally saw the Exit 57 sign. Two miles to go.

I pulled into the Hilton Parking lot worried I wouldn't be able to stand up straight, let alone summon the energy to ravage my sister. I reached my arms up into the air to stretch my back out when I was blinded by the headlights of a pick up pulling in opposite me.

"Are you ...