Road Trip
by RHYMER


For the last few weeks my family and I have been on vacation,
and after what happened yesterday I don't ever want it to end. If
I'm lucky, maybe what my younger brother Daryl started will
continue...and if he doen't make the next move, I damn sure will.
Mom's always wanted to go to California, so there were were
touring the West Coast. We'd picked yesterday to go to a huge
waterpark about an hour outside San Diego, and everybody had a
great time, except that Daryl got a little sunburned. We were
still in our wet swimsuits when we got into the Suburban, but Dad
didn't give a damn -- the 'Burb was rented, after all. The vehicle
had three seats, and normally my brother and I each got a seat to
ourselves while Mom and Dad sat up front; but for some reason, this
time Daryl slipped into the very back seat with me. For once, I
didn't care about the invasion of my personal space; I was tired.
I lay back and closed my eyes, and Daryl leaned his head against my
shoulder like he used to when we were younger. A few second later
he said softly, "I'm really tired. Can I put my head in your lap?"
"Sure," I said sleepily.
About five minutes later, I felt a strange yet pleasant
sensation in my groin: Daryl's hot breath against my wet, cloth-
covered cunt-mound. I shifted a little involuntarily, and this
brought the corner of his mouth up against my crotch. I gasped as
his eyes flew open. He turned and stared wide-eyed at me for a
second, then very deliberately opened his mouth and started
nibbling at me with his sharp little teeth. I jumped and felt a
wave of arousal sweep through me.
I couldn't fucking believe it: my cute blond 14 year old
brother was chewing on his own sister's cunt! I glanced toward my
parents; they were listening to the music and talking in low tones,
oblivious to anyone but themselves. I looked down at my brother
and he stopped long enough to grin mischeivously, the little brat.
I just let out my pent breath slowly, slowly, leaned back, closed
my eyes, and feigned sleep. Daryl went on with what he was doing,
and I decided to just enjoy.
While I've never had sex -- I'm only 16 -- I've been in plenty
of petting sessions, and I've masturbated a thousand times. But
I've never been as hot as when I felt Daryl's mouth on me. My
clitoris got hard as a little stick, and he soon discovered it,
flicking it with his tongue. I shuddered. Moving slowly, he slid
his tongue up and down my cunt-furrow, poking the material down
into my snatch. I started to hunch my crotch up into his face a
fraction of an inch at a time to increase the delicious friction.
I could feel his hot breath puff against my mound harder and
faster, and that just turned my on all the more.
When little bro returned to my clit and started gently nipping
at it with those teeth, I couldn't take it any more. I grabbed his
hair in one hand and the arm of the seat in the other and pressed
him hard into my snatch. When I came a second later, it was like
rockets were going off in my brain and cunt. I just about ripped
Daryl's scalp off, but good little brother that he is, he never
made a sound. After a long second, he sat up, smiling broadly,
wiping his face as though he were just waking up. What he was
really doing, of course, was wiping my moisture away. Good thing
we'd gone to a water park. At least I could ascribe my soaked
bikini bottom to the swimming, though I desperately hoped the musky
smell of my pussy juice wouldn't give me away.
Our folks remained clueless the whole time, and Daryl never
said a word. We arrived at the hotel a half hour later, and I
immediately took a long hot shower in which I fingered myself to
orgasm twice more.
I don't know what it was that made Daryl start munching my
pussy on the way home yesterday; maybe watching all the cute girls
in their bathing suits got him riled up, or maybe he's had designs
on me for a while and just found the road trip the perfect
opportunity to take action. I know one thing: I want to return
the favor. From the bulge he was displaying in his swimsuit as we
got out of the car at the motel, I'm sure he's pretty well hung,
and I won't rest till I fell him shoot a load down my throat. Our
folks plan to go shopping in an hour, and we've both decided to
stay at the hotel and "veg out," according to Daryl. I don't know
about vegetables; I happen to feel like meat tonight, and what I
really want is that slab of beef between his legs!


THE END