As we made our way to the Midwest, I could sense my sister's anxiety. It was thick, and hung in the air. Like me, she was overwhelmed with excitement, and absolutely looked forward to us moving into our forever home together. After being on the road for a couple of hours, Sarah commented that she had a to pee, so we stopped at Buccee's, the last one we would see until we came back, if ever we did. I pulled up to a gas pump to fill, and went to Sarah's door. She was accustomed to me opening her door, and sat waiting patiently. I opened her door and unbuckled her belt.
"Want me to grab your dress," I asked, knowing I had stashed our things in the very back.
She smile beautifully at me, and turning to get out, replied, "it's ok, I can manage."
I took her hand and helped her step down, putting her divine body on display for all to see. She proudly strode to the back and waved her foot under the bumper to raise the lift gate. I followed from a short distance, unable to keep my eyes off of her radiant nudity. She nonchalantly took her dress and slipped it over her head, letting the delicate fabric cascade over her perfect nakedness. She turned, and started towards the store, then turned slightly and looked over her shoulder at me. She had the most perfect smile on her face, and raised a hand to blow me a kiss and then waved her pinky finger at me. The breeze tugged at her flimsy dress, and I grew erect in my shorts as her ass peeked out at me. I felt my shorts begin to soak in the fluids my boner emitted.
Hearing the pump click, I finished up, then closed up the car and went inside to relieve myself as well. In the restroom, I grasped my slippery penis, and drained it. The relief let my cock deflate some. After washing my hands, I went to find Sarah. She was casually browsing the aisles for drinks and snacks. She smiled broadly as I approached her, and as I stepped in beside her, I placed my hand on the short hem of the dress. I lifted it slightly and grazed my fingers between her bare cheeks, barely covered by the dress.
"Naughty boy," Sarah smiled. "What kind of snacks do you want? I don't want to stop again until we have to."
"Whatever you pick is fine by me, my love," I replied, kissing her cheek.
Sarah blushed, and went back to picking snacks. She got some nuts, chips, and some sweets to keep us nourished, and allow us to travel as far as possible without stopping again. We should only need to stop for gas once more before arriving. We got to the counter, and she deposited her armload of goodies onto the counter. As I waited for the card reader to do its thing, I noticed Sarah watching anxiously, fidgeting with the hem of her dress. I don't know if she was aware, but her perfect little shaven pussy lips were just slightly visible. Seeing that, my cock jumped, and erupted with more precum. My shorts were white, so this final eruption of fluids made it clearly visible as it immediately rose to full-staff. Sarah noticed, and grinned widely. I took my card and receipt, and grabbed the couple of bags, and we strode off together towards our car, my still-leaking and extended rod leading the way. Sarah put her hand through my arm, and I escorted her across the parking lot. I put the bags in the back seat, knowing Sarah could easily reach them whenever we needed something to munch on, but the only thing I wanted to munch on right now was her delicious pussy.
Stepping in beside me, Sarah reached her hand inside the waist of my shorts, and grasped my rigid pole, and gave it a few strokes. She collected my fluids in her hand, then withdrew, and lifted her hand to consume my sexual offering. My sister had a look of erotic lust on her face as she licked my fluids from her hand, staring into my eyes as though she was going to jump me right then and there. Under different circumstances, she may very well have done just that, but she was more excited to get back on the road. Going to the back of the car, she again waved her foot to raise the gate. As it went up, so did her dress. It was almost as though the car was stripping her, since at the very same time the gate reached the top, so did her dress.
Once again, I saw my gorgeous sister in all of her perfect nakedness, a state of dress which she has fully embraced. My mind raced, and I couldn't help but think that I know she doesn't just want to be naked for me and my sexual gratification, or to make herself readily available for me to do as I want with her body. No, it was just natural for her. She has just come to cherish the freedom of being unclothed, and has become uncomfortable in clothing. It's her preference, and I'm happy to have introduced her to the world of nudism. It started out as an erotic experience, but has developed into a lifestyle. We do take it too far sometimes, I noted as she stood exposed in public, so I would have to say that this lifestyle isn't just nudism, but exhibitionism. There's just a certain thrill, an exciting feeling one gets from being completely exposed for strangers to see.
Snapping back into reality, I realized Sarah was watching me as I took in her beautiful naked body. She stood with a hand on her hip, waiting for me to snap out of it. I shook it off, and took her hand to help her back into her seat. As I reached across to buckle her back in safely, I noted how perfectly her breasts heaved with every breath. Blindly fumbling with the buckle, I leaned down and captured her left nipple in my mouth. I gently sucked as I felt for the slot to secure her buckle, purposely taking my time. Her breath drew in as I nursed from her perfect tits. I finally secured her, and released her breast from my mouth. Her hand raised to toy with her nipple, rubbing my saliva around it. As I adjusted the strap to lie perfectly and comfortably between her breasts, I slid my right hand from her knee up her thighs towards her steamy and now leaking vagina.
With my left hand, I reached down to ease the seat back a bit. As it reclined, her legs spread at the same pace. She stared at me intently with lust-filled eyes, knowing I was about to provide her with a bit of pleasure. With the seat fully back, I eased two fingers into her dripping snatch as far as they would go, letting my thumb press against her swollen clit. In an effort to get me deeper into her honey hole, my sister spread her legs even further, and grasped my arm to pull me deeper into her pussy. Her free hand rubbed her breasts, and pulled gently at her nipples. My cock sat ignored and dripping in the confines of my shorts as I finger-fucked my sister in the car. Faster and faster I fingered her, banging my thumb against her engorged clit. Finally, she gasped and came, her juices flowing out onto her seat, and running down between her clinched ass cheeks.
As I withdrew, stepping back to watch her come back down, her breasts heaving and her body quivering, she panted, "I put some towels in the duffel. Can you get one for me?"
Licking her juices from my hand, I silently let my cock lead me to the still-open back of the car. I got a towel out of the bag and thought to myself how perfect it was that my sister had planned for this very thing. Closing the gate and returning to my sister, I carefully and lovingly wiped her dry, then folded the towel so it was dry for her to sit on, and absorb the rest of the juices which continued to trickle from her puffy slit. She raised her ass up so I could adjust it under her. Raising the seat back up, I again adjusted her belt, petting her breasts again. Once perfectly comfortable, I kissed her, and rubbed my hand over her torso, just to feel her bare skin in my hand. Finally breathing normally again, she sighed, and let her body relax, ready to go again.
I closed her door, and went to my side. I started to climb in when Sarah looked at me and just said, "pants."
