Long Trip to the Cabin Pt. 02 - Alternative

Note: This is the first time I've done this. This story is a different version of that second chapter. While most people liked the roleplaying in the original second chapter (and so I'll leave it on the site), many of you didn't like the shift in theme. Here's a story that's more in line with what you were expecting. Also, while there isn't actual anal sex in this story, there are some teases. If it's not your cup of tea, please try one of my other stories.

Edited by: Pope1944. Thanks!

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Carrie giggled as she nestled her face against her brother's neck, unmindful of the damp sand covering it. "Damn he smells good!" she thought, licking the salty sweat from his skin. She giggled again when she felt his cock still twitching against her. Carrie was lying over him, feeling their glistening bodies sliding slowly against one another. After their shared climax following a very intense doggy position, Ryan had crashed on his back on the sand, breathing hard. Soon after, she had lain over him. Her long hair was all over their upper bodies, damp from their sweat.

They were both still breathing quite hard and she relived again and again the very erotic and masculine sounds of her brother's moans and groans as he had climaxed inside her. Last night, the first time the siblings had sex together, they had been forced to be silent. But today, all alone on this very secluded beach, neither of them had tried to reign in the very natural sounds of their climaxes.

Shifting her weight over him, she felt his cock move against her inner thigh. Right where she had felt, minutes before, a large gob of sperm leaking down her inner thigh after he was done. Carrie had been surprised by the amount of sperm her brother had shot inside her, laughing as she had felt it being pushed out even before he was done! She slipped her hands under his neck and hugged him hard.

After a while, she relaxed her hold just a bit and pulled her head back. Staring into his eyes for a moment, she then kissed him. Passionately. And she felt her heart thundering in her chest as she felt his own passion. And this time it wasn't sexual passion. Oh no. This was pure love.

After having let lust and desire guide them towards each other yesterday, they had both found a love so powerful it had made her briefly afraid. But when she saw that her brother felt the same way about her, that fear had vanished. Instead, Carrie had felt herself opening up to feelings and desires she had never felt possible.

Yesterday she had been a virgin wondering when she would find a boyfriend worthy of her flower, barely even aware that she had peculiar fantasies of her brother. Today, she felt like a confident lover, able to give overwhelming pleasure to the man she loved so deeply. As their tongues and lips merged and melded into one another in this heady kiss, Carrie stopped thinking and enjoyed the perfect moment.

A long while later, her lips raw and tender from so much kissing in the last 24 hours, Carrie gently pulled away from her brother's mouth and buried her face in his neck again. "Gods..." she whispered, breathless. "I could stay here until the universe dies of heat-death!"

Her brother, Ryan, giggled. He then said "I love you so much sis! Especially when you say such sweet things"

"I love you too! And now I have to kiss you again!" she laughed before doing just that.

When she felt his cock twitching back to life against her pussy, she laughed through the kiss. "You're unstoppable!" she said.

"I know!"

"Ok... But I'm sore now, so do it fast!"

"Fast? Get on all fours my love!"

"Boy! You really love that position!" she said all the while assuming it.

She soon felt his thick cock parting her lips again. He began fucking her very hard and very fast. Although this wasn't her favorite position and Carrie knew she was not going to climax again this time, she was still thrilled to experience his own rushing passion. She abandoned herself to that for a while until she felt him slowing down just slightly. "What's up?" she asked, slightly puzzled.

"Fuck... I don't know if I can tell you this..." he said, breathing hard.

"What?" she asked, surprised. "You can tell me anything!"

"Your asshole... It's so damn beautiful!"

Carrie laughed before saying "Well, I can promise you this. One day, we'll be home, alone in the house, with a large bottle of lube and... yes, we'll try whatever you want... How's that?"

Grabbing her ass with both hands, her brother's intensity returned and he came five seconds later, probably staring at her asshole. He then fell upon her and they both went down on the hot sand. After a while, Ryan stopped panting and said, in a hoarse voice "You know you're perfect, right?"

"Of course I know!" she replied, grinning.

A minute or two later, Ryan pulled out of his sister's pussy and rolled on his back. His cock was now painfully sensitive after having fucked her so many times. He looked at her as she stood up and stretched after being sexually ravaged many times this morning. Staring as she cleaned the sand from her skin, he was still having trouble believing that this was real. "Are you sure I'm not dreaming?" he asked her.

Carrie was grinning when she looked at him. "Well, if you are, don't stop!" she said before jumping back into the lake.

Despite the fact that he had kissed and licked just about every last inch of her body, Ryan was still mesmerized by her beauty. As she was walking back out, he couldn't help staring at her. Her beautiful face, bright eyes and long thick hair would always, he thought, capture his attention and his heart. But in very close second place came her breasts. He had spent his adolescence watching them develop from afar, through tight t-shirts and under bikinis.

But now, as she stretched her arms above her head, her body covered with water droplets, he ogled them shamelessly. Still very young, still bursting with fresh life, they were arrogantly generous, stood proudly under the sun and his gaze. Because he had asked her, he knew that the bras she had brought on this trip were all 34 Es or Fs. It was just mindboggling to see such magnificent breasts. And thinking that he could caress and kiss them whenever he wanted? Remembering her saying to him, this very morning, that they were his... Ryan didn't know what to make of this.

Lower, below her smooth belly, Ryan looked at the thick triangle of hair above her pussy. The lips themselves, as well as her inner thighs, were perfectly shaven. But Carrie had kept a thick bush above them. Seeing that he was staring, she asked "Want me to shave it all? Or let it all grow back in?" She then laughed and added "Well, judging by your reaction, I'm guessing you'd like to see it bare, right?"

"Stop it!" Ryan replied, closing his eyes. "If my cock gets hard again it'll bleed!"

"Nonsense!" she replied. "If it gets hard again, I'll delicately take it in my mouth."

"Stop it!" Ryan replied, laughing.

Ryan stood up and went to the lake himself to get rid of all that sand. After putting their swimsuits back on, they headed back to the cabin. As he followed her on the narrow path, Ryan stumbled a few times on the roots. He knew he shouldn't be staring at his sister's ass so damn much, but he couldn't help it.

Her ass looked delicious enough under her tight red bikini, but when she understood why he kept stumbling, the little minx pulled it upwards until the spandex vanished between her cheeks. Now just about nude, this amazing ass made the trek seriously dangerous for Ryan. He fell and hurt his knee twice, but didn't stop staring at her ass. He was fascinated by the fluid way her firm flesh moved like waves with each of her steps. One thigh pushed her buttock up only to gently release it as the leg was moved forward and the pattern shifted back and forth.

When she slipped her hands under it to straighten her bikini out, about a minute away from the cabin and their parents, Ryan whispered "Thanks, sis."

"Anytime, lover."

Hearing that word coming from her lips made Ryan's heart beat faster. Was this all real? Really? Had he really lovingly kissed and had he really passionately made love with his sister? His very own flesh and blood? Judging by the ache in his spent cock, it sure looked like it! "If I'm not dreaming, am I dead then? Did we get into an accident on the road and I'm simply fantasizing all this on the way to the hospital?" he asked her.

Ryan didn't expect anything from that light comment, but he was pleased to see his sister stopping, turning around and kissing him again. Hard and long. Feeling her lithe body against his, her breasts on his chest and his hand on the curve of her lower back, Ryan felt like he was burning. When he slipped his hand lower to grab the ass he had been ogling, he moaned into her mouth. "Again?" his sister asked as she pressed herself against his growing erection.

"Christ! No! I'm going to die for real this time!" he said.

They spent the rest of the day with their parents. The cabin they were using was very remote, with no neighbors for miles. Ryan's dad jokingly commented that it would be perfect for a nudist family. Ryan chuckled at the thought, imagining Carrie walking around naked all the time. Gods! As he looked up, he saw his father glancing at Carrie's bikini cleavage. "Well, that's not surprising!" he thought, smiling.

But as he caught him staring at her body just like he was doing himself, Ryan began wondering if his father wasn't harboring incestuous thoughts. Maybe he really had imagined Carrie naked when he had made that nudist comment. When his dad stared at her cleavage for a good three seconds as she leaned over to grab the butter, Ryan snorted. When his father suddenly turned to look at him and asked why he had snorted, Ryan hastily made something up.

A bit later, Ryan saw that his sister's nipples had become a lot more prominent and were now very visible under her bikini. Either she had felt a cool breeze or had had a naughty thought. But she didn't seem to realize it and for a long moment, father and son ogled those two pointed nipples hungrily. While part of him felt jealous seeing his father mentally undressing Carrie, Ryan was fully aware of the irony.

That irony was only strengthened when, about ten minutes later, he watched his mother coming out of the cabin wearing her own bikini. A white one. Risking a long ogle as his father and sister were still inside, Ryan grinned. "It's no wonder where Carrie got her curves!" he thought. She was very curvaceous, from her rounded thighs and generous hips all the way to her breasts and beautiful face. The tight bun on top of her hair, that revealed the curves of her shoulder and delicate neck, enhanced her beauty.

As she busied herself with something on the picnic table, Ryan enjoyed every minute of that delicious show. It had been a while since he had seen her wearing a bikini and it brought back many succulent memories.

Before Carrie fully developed into the drop dead gorgeous young woman she now was, Ryan's mother had been his favorite forbidden pleasure. Despite being much older than Carrie, his mom wasn't "old". Ryan knew that if Carrie wasn't filling every waking second of his life since yesterday, his eyes and fantasies would be all over his mom. As he watched her sit down, her heavy breasts bouncing in her old bikini, he realized that it wasn't as if he had to make a choice! At least as far as looking was concerned!

Leaning back in his chair, hidden behind his sunglasses, he stared at his mom's reclined body. It had been a while since he had ogled at his mom's breasts and they were still stunning! In fact, Ryan realized that he would be very happy if Carrie's breasts were as hot as their mom's in twenty years.

As his eyes kept roaming all over his mom's body, Ryan realized that he had unconsciously assumed that he would still be intimate with his sister in twenty years. Nothing could be less certain. Then again, as she smiled at him after getting out of the cabin, his heart told him that the chances were, in fact, pretty good. Part of him knew that it was impossible for him to know how their relationship would survive the test of time after barely 24 hours. But his beating heart was screaming another story!

Carrie smiled at her brother, her lover, before sitting down next to him with a book. She had no intention of actually reading it. All she wanted to do was sit next to him. His own answering smile melted her heart and she wondered if he felt the same way. She stopped wondering as soon as he removed his glasses and she could see eyes, sparkling as they were.

Their fingers intertwined for a moment and they both took a deep breath. After a long moment of enjoyable silence, Carrie saw her mom getting up and joining their father inside. Sighing, she then said "Think I'll look as good as she does at her age?"

"Gods! I hope so!" her brother replied.

Laughing, Carrie said "So you did notice her body!"

"Of course! Just like dad noticed yours!" Ryan said.

"He did not!"

"Pfff. Our eyes practically had to wrestle each other to get front row of your cleavage when you reached for the butter earlier!" her brother said.

"You're crazy! I did that for you though!" she replied, smiling.

The evening was uneventful. Ryan saw his sister disappearing into the bathroom for a long moment to take a shower. A very long moment. A few minutes after the water stopped, he saw her opening the door just a crack. Puzzled, he watched her looking in the living room. Ryan was alone, both of their parents having left for a quick walk in the sunset light. "Are they gone?"

"Yeah," he replied. "For a walk, but they could return at—"

Carrie interrupted him just by walking out of the bathroom. She was wearing panties and a tank top. Nothing more. A very thin thank top without a bra. Her breasts pushed the delicate and mostly transparent fabric away from her belly and it floated freely. Now lit by the deep orange light of the sun, Carrie shone. Her entire body seemed to be burning because of the light, her hair positively glowing. Ryan's jaw dropped open. He could see every detail of her breasts, see their bottom curves through the fabric, the way her nipples were hard, poking peaks into the thin fabric.

Because it was pushed upwards by the size of her breasts, the tank top didn't go all the way down to her waist. Instead, it allowed him to see her panties. Her glorious panties. He would learn later that it was a pink La Perla Lace Frame. It was magnificent. Mostly lace, and not particularly thick lace. In fact, it was mostly transparent, except for a modesty patch right over her lips. When his sister turned around, he was floored by her ass. The panties were pretty much as transparent in the back, with a soft scalloped edges all in flowery lace.

After a few moments Ryan shook his head and repeated what he had been trying to say. "Mom and dad could return at any moment!"

"So?" she said slowly as she walked towards him.

"If they see you like this, parading for me..." he whispered urgently, looking through the windows to make sure their parents were not walking back.

"Parading? Like this?" she teased before turning around and walking back and forth in front of him.

"Yes!" Ryan said. "Christ! Stop it!"

"Ohhh..." she said in a sad voice. "You're already tired of me? Don't like seeing my body anymore?"

"No! Of course not! Damn it Carrie!"

But Carrie didn't seem to mind. Ryan watched her, aghast and aroused at the same time, as she began dancing right in front of him. "What if I dance instead of parading? Think they'll mind less?" she said. She was insane! And against his better judgement he remained there, his eyes glued to her body. Her long hair whipping around as she turned, her breasts dancing, her ass bouncing up and down with her every step... His blood was racing in his veins, the sexual thrill and fear of being caught driving him crazy! Ryan swore when he felt his cock rising back to life. "Ooooh!" she cried. "Is that for me?"

Ryan sighed. Looking outside once again, he turned and looked at her. "Christ! You're crazy! Shit!" he growled.

Carrie stopped dancing and leaned towards him. "And how's this one doing?" she said, placing a gentle finger on his erection, through his pants.

Ryan, staring at her revealed breasts because of her position, grunted. "I could fuck you right here in the living room and let your cries of pleasure call mom and dad back here."

Carrie gasped as she heard his words. "Don't say that again, because I'm going to impale myself on you right here and now, and to hell with what they're going to think!"

Brother and sister looked at each other for a long moment, Ryan not knowing if she was serious, and Carrie not knowing if he was going to repeat himself. After a few moments of sexually charged silence, Carrie leaned forward a bit more and kissed his brow. "Later, my love... Why don't we turn in early?" After that, she knelt in front of him and planted a kiss on his hard cock. Despite the fabric of his pants, Ryan still felt it clearly.

A few hours later, they did what they had planned and the two siblings went to their room early, feigning sleepiness. But of course they were not sleepy at all. Young as they were, their sexual energy had had enough time to fully replenish. And that teasing show earlier had told Ryan that his cock was ready to follow his lust-filled mind.

Locking the door silently, they closed the light, undressed in the dark and soon snuggled into the same bed together. They hugged, kissed and caressed each other for a long while, barely talking. Soon they felt Ryan's hard cock between their bellies, but both felt like taking their time this night. And in any case, they still had to be silent, unlike this morning at the beach.

They spent a long while just kissing and teasing each other sexually. No overt sexual contact, except for Carrie's breasts, obviously. But even then, just caresses. And talking. They talked for about an hour in this heady darkness, snuggled together. Eventually they heard their parents getting to their own room and soon the entire cabin was silent.

Under the blankets, already starting to sweat, they still clung to each other like lovers long separated. As if their parents turning in had been a signal, their kisses began to slide lower and lower and Carrie stifled a moan when her brother's lips closed on one of her extended nipples. She then gasped when he finally allowed his fingers to touch her pussy.

At the same time, Ryan froze as he discovered the flawlessly shaven pussy. "Christ!" he whispered in surprise. "I wanna see!" But just as he was reaching for the lamp they both heard a moan. A definitely sexual and feminine moan coming through the wall. Their parents were also having sex! They both laughed in silence yet stayed really still, hoping to hear another one. And sure enough, about a minute later they heard another of their mother's moans. "Fuck!" Ryan said. "This is intensely weird. And sexy!"

"I know, right?" Carrie whispered while nibbling on his earlobe. "But there was something else you wanted to check on?"

From that point on, Ryan wasn't sure he could have heard his parents screaming in the next room. He dove lower under the blankets and kissed his way down to her shaven pussy. His attention was now focused entirely on his sister, and on the perfect pussy she had unveiled for him. Then again, despite his best intentions, it was utterly dark down there. "Christ! I can't see anything under here!" he whispered. "Give me my phone!" Carrie slipped it under the blankets.

"Damn it!" she whispered. "Are we reduced to playing doctor?" she said, giggling.

"Oh my Gods!" Ryan whispered back, awed by her pussy. "It's so beautiful Carrie! You're so beautiful!"