I stood in the bathroom reveling in the encounter that my sister and I had just had. Still half drunk from the constant drinking from the moment I walked in the house, I was unsure of what just happened. I did know that my little sister and I were dangerously close to crossing a boundary that had previously been out of the picture. I was in awe of the pure sexuality that emitted from her being, how she left me hanging, wanting more when I hadn't even really gotten anything in the first place. But she had teased me and made it clear that the night was over.
I retreated back to my room, walking on a cloud. My mind still transfixed on Hannah. All I could think of was the image of her walking back to her room, unclasping her bra and looking back at me. I needed some release and fast. I went upon my usual routine and popped in a porno movie that I had used in high school. Not that I needed much encouragement but I skipped to one of my favorite scenes with a hot young blond. I guess I hadn't really noticed it before but the girl in the porno now looked strikingly like Hannah. As the young blond was going down on a body builder type, I kept imagining I was the guy and Hannah was the slut sucking my cock. I knew it was wrong, and maybe it was the booze, but I didn't care. I wanted her and knew I had to have her.
Not much longer and I was close to cumming. I grabbed my dirty shirt from earlier and shot my load into and laid back on the bed. After calming down from my climax, I finally found the strength to go to the bathroom and clean myself off. After washing my hands and now limp cock, I dried off when a small hand towel and lifted the seat to the toilet. Hopefully this was my last trip to the bathroom and I could finally get some sleep. Finishing up and flushing the toilet, I heard the distinct sound of a girl moaning. At first I thought it was my imagination but it was getting louder. I pressed my ear up to my sister's door and could hear her going at it. She must have been close cause her breathing was shy and erratic. Then it came, she climaxed and did nothing to try and hide or muffle her moans. She was loud and obviously pleased with the job she had done to herself. After another second or two I heard the bed creak and footsteps across the floor. As I realized she was probably heading to the bathroom I rushed back in my room and shut off the light. As I lay in my bed and felt myself drifting off to sleep, I smiled as I knew what my dreams would entail tonight.
Morning. I had an easterly facing room so every morning I was cursed by the rising sun. I hadn't minded it in the summers before because it woke me up and I could get an early start, but not this morning. I was a little hungover and still very tired from the night before and didn't feel like getting up. It was only 8 am so I rolled over and dozed off again. Next thing I know I was awaken by a bouncing on my bed. I knew it was Hannah trying to get me up but I was still tired. As long as I can remember I have been the earlier one to rise. But if it ever happened that Hannah awoke before me, she would insist on waking me up in the most obnoxious ways. As kids it had gone as far as blasting a stereo or cups of water dumped on my head. This morning, however, it seemed quite calm with just the jumping.
"Come on assface, get your lazy butt outta bed. You're burning daylight on your spring break!" Hannah said trying to entice me out of bed. "I wanna goto the beach and I need someone to keep me company."
"Hannah, its only 9:30, there's plenty of time left in the day, just let me get some more sleep," I protested.
"Bullshit you know that if we aren't there by ten we'll have to walk a mile or more from one of those parking lots." She was right, the parking at the beach sucked and you had to be wither early or lucky to not have to park far away. Although I had decided to get up and not try to argue, Hannah had not noticed my change in decision. To further piss me off she ripped the covers right off the bed. But what she had not expected was my rather large tent in my boxers due to the ever-present morning wood. I saw her gaze affix to my boxers and then back to my face. I had caught her looking and just laughed.
"Hey, you asked for it, sis."
"Don't flatter yourself, Mike. I'm not asking for anything, at least not yet," Hannah said with an evil little smirk. She threw the covers back on me and said on her way out, "For real, hurry up. I wanna leave in like 15 minutes. I'll get some stuff together. Just put a suit on and meet me in my Jeep."
Slowly, I emerged from my bed and went to the bathroom to drain out the rest of the toxins from last night. After flushing, I wiped the sleep from my eyes and put some deodorant on. Back in my room I found a pair of board shorts and grabbed a hat. I glanced over at my surfboard in the corner but decided I would save that for a day on the beach with my buddies. Hannah had never been one for surfing. As I made my way out to the driveway I saw Hannah packing up some stuff in the back of her Wrangler. She was bent over putting a couple towels in her beach bag. I couldn't help but stare at her tight ass as she struggled with the towels. Never one to pass up an opportunity, I smacked her ass but made sure to linger my hand just for a second as I walked by and hoped into the passenger side of the Jeep.
"Come on sis, I don't wanna have to walk to far to get to the beach," I joked mocking her desperation earlier that morning.
"Yeah, yeah. Do me a favor and grab my sunglasses will ya? I think they're in the glove box."
I opened the glove box as she said and started to look around. Being a Jeep, there wasn't much safe storage so she had quite a bit of stuff packed in here. I pulled out some papers along with her manual and found her glasses. As I reached for them I noticed a few loose condom wrappers. As far as I could tell they were all unopened. I didn't mention anything then, I figured I could use them as some ammunition for an argument later.
"Roxy's huh? You becoming one of them little surfer chicks?"
"Nah, not really. I like the clothes and stuff but I still can't stand on a board to save my life. Dad still tries to teach me but he gets so impatient that I usually just end up tanning all day while he tries to still be cool and surf with all the high school kids."
"That's dad for ya. He thinks over the hill is 70, not 40."
We rode the 10 miles down to the beach in silence. She had taken the top off the Jeep so it was too noisy to talk anyways. We were blasting some old Incubus, S.C.I.E.N.C.E., to be exact. Upon arriving to the main strip we drove up to the far north end of the beach. It was always less crowded and we were sure to see some friends on that end. Just driving along the strip again brought back so many memories and just mad me realize how much I truly missed this town. Luckily we found a spot right next to the beach and pulled up to the sand. We hopped out and grabbed the cooler, bag and towels my sister had packed. I let her pick the spot and she found a spot that was at least 100 ft. from anyone else. We laid out the towels and got every situated so we could enjoy a long day on the beach.
"How bout a bagel, big bro?" Hannah asked me.
"Yeah, that sounds good. I was kinda wondering what we were going to do for breakfast." I took the bagel half from her and grabbed some cream cheese out of the cooler. Not even wanting to look for a knife I just dipped my finger in and spread the cream cheese on my bagel.
"You're gross, Mike."
"Hey, we're all family here. Besides, your bagel has something on it." With that I grabbed her half and licked it from one end to the other and handed it back like I did her a favor.
"Jerk!"
