The Festival

I'll start by thanking every person that has been with this story from the start. It is by far the longest thing I have ever written and I am proud of how it has turned out. I will also apologise for the slow turnaround getting each instalment out. I am sure you understand how much work goes into it and my life is a busy one already. I was sad to see the reaction to the last entry but this was how I always envisaged the story going. With this said, the story continues along the same vein so please do not continue if you are not interested in group sex. Now the disclaimers are out of the way, let's get back into the action... there is a lot in this one!

My sister Leah and I peered through the glass in the front door, eagerly anticipating the arrival of her friend Naomi, who was due to drive us to the festival.

"Where the hell is she?" Leah said exasperated. "If we leave it much later, we won't get a good spot, especially with this massive tent."

"Just message her and find out," I said.

Leah pulled her phone from her bag and after a blur of thumbs dancing across the screen, the message was sent.

Naomi, being the sort of person to text and drive, replied in similarly quick fashion; "ten minutes."

"I can't believe I'm going to have to keep my hands to myself all weekend," I groaned. My friend Harry wasn't able to attend the first night of the festival due to family commitments. This meant that to save space in Naomi's small car, we had opted to take just one tent between the four of us, rather than the two smaller ones we had taken the previous year.

"I know. I thought it was going to be a nice repeat of last year! It does make more sense this way though, especially with Harry not arriving until tomorrow."

"I know, it's just so sexy sharing a tent with you."

Leah smiled which lit up the room. She looked absolutely stunning in her summery dress, chosen specifically for this festival.

"You know, mum and dad have gone to work and we do have ten minutes," I said, raising my eyebrows.

"Absolutely not!" Leah giggled as I grabbed her by the hips.

"OK just give me a kiss," I smiled back at her.

She wiggled around resisting me for a few moments before softening.

"One kiss," she resolved.

I felt her soft lips on mine and they didn't pull back. I gently sucked her bottom lip, enjoying an intimate moment before I felt her tongue. Within seconds, our hands were wrapped around each other.

I took her shapely butt in my hands and pulled her close, eliciting a slight moan from her mouth. Not stopping there, I felt her firm breasts in my palms. I may have been a bit more rough than planned but I was surprised and spurred on by my sister's reaction.

"OK maybe we have some time," she groaned, enjoying my rough handling of her body. I loved how small she felt in my arms.

Knowing that time was limited, I went straight for her pussy and felt her folds through the thin dress and panties.

"Ah fuck," she whimpered instantly.

I pulled her dress up over her waist and pressed her into the wall with a dominance I felt so comfortable using on her.

My fingers roamed across her pussy and she looked me in the eyes with such lust I felt like a king. It caused me to instinctively press my erection into her body. It didn't take long for Leah's slender hand to wrap around it.

She pushed me back with an urgency I felt in my own body, frantically pulling at my buckle and pulling my cock from my boxers.

"Oh my god," she groaned as if just the sight of it could cause her to orgasm.

I pulled her panties to the side and rammed my fingers into her sex. I was thrilled to feel her pussy was sopping wet.

"Holy shit Steve," she groaned. "I need you inside me."

I didn't need any persuading so I pressed her back again. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist, kissing me deeply with love and passion. I fondled below us to line myself up in the right place.

"Do you want to get fucked?" I groaned into her neck.

"I want you to fuck me. Fuck your little sister here in the hallway."

I pushed my hips forward and felt her wet skin part way to allow me into her. I felt the warmth of her body and it sent pleasurable shivers down my spine.

In less than a second, I pulled back and jabbed harder into her, allowing myself more space against her tight pussy walls. Leah whimpered as I speared into her jerkily, not really allowing her body to adjust to me.

I felt myself starting to bottom out inside her as her wetness coated my balls. Leah wrapped her body around me as tight as she could manage, helping me to get as deep as possible.

"I love your cock so much. I feel like I could cum already." She squeaked out through the aggressive strikes against her body.

I held her butt and loved the feel of her body responding to me, allowing me the ultimate privilege.

I knew time was short so I fucked in and out of my sister as quickly as possible. I was ready to come at any second but I just hoped it was enough time for her.

Leah, however, had other thoughts as I felt her straighten her legs. I allowed her to stand in front of me and my soaked cock popped from her body. She shocked me by sinking to her knees and grabbing my cock with both hands. She aimed me right at her face.

"I need your cum," she whimpered like a girl possessed.

"Ahhh," I groaned as the surprise view just about set me off.

"Cum for me bro," she said, looking up at me with her big eyes. Her lips wrapped around the head of my cock which was enough to push me over the edge.

I felt myself tense up and the first spurt shot forth into my sister's waiting mouth.

"Holy shit," I moaned, trying my best to keep my eyes open enough to see her beautiful face worship my cock.

"Oh yes," she cried with satisfaction, breaking the seal of her lips on my cock.

The result was a spurt of cum raining down on her cheek. Leah opened her mouth and I watched more cum falling on her tongue. She jerked me hard which caused a spurt to hit her nose. One look into her eyes was enough to know she was really enjoying this.

As quickly as it started, my orgasm slowed and dribbled to an end. Leah took the time to swirl her tongue around my cock, letting cum collect on her lips.

As the sensations became too much, I pulled back and admired my incredibly hot sister covered in my cum.

I hadn't realised but Leah's hand had been between her legs, moving fast and frantically bringing herself closer to her own orgasm.

I just revelled in the view of her shuddering as she pulled herself over the edge. Her legs opened and closed with involuntary motions.

"Oh fuck," she whimpered as the sensations took over her entire body. I watched in awe. Despite having just come, my cock wasn't going down.

Eventually Leah showed signs of relaxing again. Her juddering became less frequent and she groaned, retching her hand away from her sensitive pussy.

"Oh my god, I just came so hard," she exhaled.

"You looked incredible," I said earnestly.

"Thanks. Have you got a tissue," she giggled, with reference to my cum shining on her face.

"Yes of course," I said, snapping out of my stupor and rushing to get her something to clean up with.

Just as she was wiping the last of the fluid from her cute face, the doorbell rang from metres away.

"Shit, I'm going to go and tidy myself up a bit. Can you load the car?"

"Sure", I said, moving to open the door.

Naomi and I hugged to greet each other and began loading the car while my sister made herself look more presentable. I was so glad we had time for some intimacy before we shared a tent with our friends.

Before long, we were pulling away from our modest home, beginning the rush of excitement for the weekend. It was exactly a year ago that the first festival had changed everything.

Naomi took the wheel, her hands confidently gripping it as we embarked on our much-anticipated road trip. The car hummed peacefully, contrasted with the heavy bass of our music as we zoomed down the road, leaving the city behind.

Leah settled into the backseat, buzzing with energy. The festival had been on our minds for weeks and now, with the open road stretching out before us, our excitement reached its peak.

The sun kissed our faces through the car windows, and the wind tousled our hair as we cruised along. Music pumped through the speakers, creating an infectious rhythm that matched our eager spirits.

Leah leaned back in her seat, her eyes shining with excitement. "I can't believe we're finally doing this," she exclaimed, her voice filled with giddy anticipation. "The festival lineup is absolutely incredible this year!"

I nodded, sharing her enthusiasm. "Absolutely. This is going to be an unforgettable weekend. Thanks for driving, Naomi."

Naomi grinned, her eyes focused on the road ahead. "No worries at all, guys. I love a good road trip, and what's better than embarking on an adventure with awesome company?"

As we traveled, the landscape transformed before our eyes. Cityscapes gave way to rolling hills, and the hustle and bustle of urban life melted into the tranquillity of open spaces. Our conversations flowed freely, filling the car with laughter, shared memories, and dreams of the experiences that awaited us at the festival.

Leah's excitement was infectious, her enthusiasm palpable. She chattered away about the artists she couldn't wait to see, the thrill of being surrounded by fellow music lovers, and the joy of dancing under the starry night sky.

I watched her as much as I could without looking weird, a mixture of pride and protectiveness swelling within me. It was moments like these that reminded me of the bond we shared as siblings, the unbreakable connection that extended far beyond the confines of a car.

As the road stretched on, the hours seemed to melt away, and before we knew it, we found ourselves approaching the festival grounds. A wave of anticipation washed over us, and our excitement reached its zenith.

We joined the throngs of festival-goers, the air alive with a tangible buzz. There was chatter all around us from others, discussing their itineraries for the weekend and bemoaning the walk into the festival with all their camping gear.

We passed through security and headed through to get our wristbands. Naomi got hers first followed by Leah. I stepped up to see a beautiful girl smiling.

"Are you with those two?" she asked.

I nodded, a little unsure why she was asking.

"You're a lucky man," she winked.

"Thanks," I laughed. Getting my wristband and carrying on through the gates.

"What did she say?" Leah asked curiously.

"She said you are both really lucky to have me as company this weekend," I smiled cheekily.

"Shut up," Leah laughed, playfully punching me in the arm like the sibling she should be.

"That depends how much of you we're having," Naomi giggled.

Now it was her turn at getting punched in the arm from Leah.

"This is my brother we're talking about, Naomi," she scolded her.

"Mmm hmm," Naomi raised her eyebrows. I didn't really know how to take this reaction.

The hot sun cast an intense light across the campground as we set up our tent, laughter and playful banter filling the air.

Leah and Naomi wrestled with tent poles, their movements synchronised in a playful dance. I watched, appreciating the way they effortlessly worked together, their laughter infectious. Nearby, other campers went about their own preparations, their voices mingling with the sounds of the grass in the wind.

Naomi, her playful spirit shining through, flashed me a mischievous grin. "Hey, Steve," she said, her voice laced with a hint of flirtation, "mind passing me one of those beers?"

I chuckled, reaching into the cooler and grabbing a couple of cold cans. "Here you go," I replied, handing one to Naomi and the other to Leah.

Leah took a sip of her beer and scanned the surroundings, her eyes lighting up. "Look at all the cool setups," she remarked, gesturing toward the neighbouring tents. "I love the festival vibe."

I followed her gaze, my eyes wandering appreciatively over the vibrant tapestries, cosy seating areas, and people mingling with drinks in hand. The atmosphere was electric, and I couldn't help but appreciate the beauty in every corner.

Naomi took a seat on a nearby camping chair, her eyes sparkling as she surveyed the scene. "You know, Steve," she began, her voice carrying a hint of playfulness, "there are some pretty attractive people at this festival. It's hard not to appreciate the eye candy."

I grinned, playfully nudging her shoulder. "Oh, come on, Naomi. Don't tell me you're not checking out the guys too."

She laughed, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Well, a little window shopping never hurt anyone."

Leah, joining in the playful banter, raised an eyebrow and playfully nudged my arm. "And what about you, big brother? Any festival crushes catching your eye?" She was playing the sibling role that was expected of her. She knew perfectly well who my eyes were for; even if they did stray to her hot friend every so often.

I shrugged, pretending to be nonchalant. "Hey, I'm just appreciating the scenery, you know? But I'm here to enjoy the music and the good company. That's what matters."

As the afternoon progressed, we sat around our little camp, sharing stories, exchanging laughs, and toasting to what we hoped was going to be an amazing time. The beers flowed, adding a touch of warmth to the cooler late afternoon air letting ourselves fully embrace the festival spirit.

In the distance, the festival's music pulsed to life, a deep rumbling bass vibrating through the field. It was a distant reminder of the vibrant energy surrounding us. The excitement built up a notch and we revelled in the camaraderie that had blossomed between us, already feeling a deep sense of connection and shared adventure.

Leah, ever the free spirit, rose to her feet, swaying to the distant beat. "Come on, you two!" she exclaimed, extending her hand toward us. "Let's dance like nobody's watching!"

Naomi jumped up without hesitation, joining her best friend to dance. Watching the two of them reminded me why they were so close. I couldn't help but stare as their bodies moved together, making sure I looked at every bit of skin they had on show.

"Stop checking us out and join in," Naomi said, grabbing my hand and pulling me in between the two of them.

Leah shot her friend a look but quickly let it slide as she started dancing with me. We were letting go of our inhibitions as we moved to the rhythm of the music, our laughter blending with the melodic tunes that echoed through the campground. It was a moment of pure freedom, a moment where we embraced the joy and spontaneity of the festival atmosphere.

"I love the vibes over there," one of our neighbours in a bucket hat and Hawaiian shirt shouted over.

"Thanks, I love your shirt," Naomi shouted back.

As we emerged from our camping area, the festival's main arena beckoned, alive with the promise of new experiences. We eagerly made our way through the bustling crowds, weaving through a sea of vibrant festival-goers.

The air was thick with excitement and the scent of food trucks. The thumping bass of the music engulfed us, setting the rhythm for the night ahead. Everywhere we turned, people danced, laughed, and lost themselves in the collective energy that pulsed through the festival grounds.

Leah, Naomi, and I found ourselves at a beer tent, drawn to its lively atmosphere. We joined the queue, exchanging smiles with fellow festival-goers as we patiently waited our turn. The evening sun beat down on us, heightening the anticipation and adding a touch of warmth to the already intoxicating atmosphere.

As we received our mildly cold beers, a spark of mischief danced in Naomi's eyes. "To an unforgettable night," she said, raising her bottle in a toast. We clinked our bottles together, savouring the crisp taste of the refreshing beverage.

Lost in the festival's intoxicating aura, our inhibitions faded away. Laughter flowed freely, and playful banter became our soundtrack. We danced together, bodies moving in synchrony, our laughter mingling with the music that surrounded us.

In the midst of the crowd, our playful flirtations escalated. A touch on the arm here, a lingering gaze there--each interaction held a touch of electricity. Even moments between Leah and I were starting to shine through. I have no doubt that Naomi noticed, however, it seemed to alight the tension even more. The line between friendship and something more blurred flashed through as we allowed ourselves to be swept up in the festival's enchantment.

As the evening unfolded, we met fellow festival-goers, engaging in conversations that ranged from the profound to the utterly nonsensical. We shared stories, laughs, and even moments of vulnerability, finding connection and shared experiences in the most unexpected encounters.

Leah leaned in, her voice filled with mischief. "You know, Steve, you're quite the charmer. I've seen you catch the eye of quite a few girls."

I shrugged, a playful smile tugging at my lips. "Well, it's all part of the festival experience, right? We're here to have fun and connect with new people."

Naomi, her eyes glinting mischievously, chimed in. "Oh, don't worry, Steve. There is definitely a connection. You're not the only one attracting attention."

A flush of warmth spread through me, the playful exchange filling the air with an undeniable allure. Had she figured us out? We revelled in the to-and-fro of flirtation, each touch and shared moment igniting a thrilling electricity that set our hearts racing.

As the sun finally began its descent, casting a golden glow over the festival grounds, we found ourselves drawn back to the pulsating energy of the main stage. The music called to us, and together we danced, carefree and alive in the moment.

With each beat, we moved closer to one another, our bodies brushing against each other in a dance of shared connection. The boundary between our relationships and desire became beautifully blurred, as we embraced the intoxicating freedom of the festival atmosphere.

As the night unfolded and the music reached its crescendo, we found ourselves intertwined, bodies moving together in a celebration of life, love, and the power of shared experiences. In that moment, the world faded away, leaving only the three of us, entwined in a dance that transcended words.

At that moment, I was unashamedly aroused. Naomi was the first to notice my erection as her butt brushed across me. She instinctively pressed back into me and flashed me a gorgeous smile.

A few minutes later, Leah pressed her butt into me and lingered for just a moment too long. I looked up and saw Naomi watching. Had she not already known about my erection, it could have been passed off as a bit of accidental bumping while dancing, however, there was no doubt in her mind that Leah had also discovered her brother's erection.

Naomi bit her lip and came forward to us, putting her arms around us both, essentially holding us in place. I marvelled at the beauty of both girls so close to me. I placed a hand around both bodies and let them float even closer.

"You guys are turning me on," Naomi said quietly, showing a little bit of shame in her face.

Leah smiled and ground her firm butt into my crotch, now aware that Naomi had realised how close we were. The beer had certainly wiped our remaining inhibitions away.

Next thing I knew, Leah had pulled Naomi close and they engaged in a deep sensual kiss, mere inches away from me. I was shocked.

The girls got closer and I saw their breasts press together. I took the opportunity to grab both of their bums which felt incredible. I felt a hand slide across my cock which I decided must have been Leah.