Date: Thu, 2 Feb 2012 13:23:01 -0800 (PST) From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com> Subject: Summer With Sis Summer with Sis By Storyguy22 Adam stood at the 2nd story window of the bedroom he would be calling home base for the next month. The bedroom in question was a part of his Grandparents large old ranch house which sat atop a knoll pretty much in the center of the several hundred acres of land that his Grandparents owned and had, in their younger days, operated as a working cattle ranch. Currently the grand expanse of land was more or less just that, land, and lots of it. As the aging process had begun to catch up with Adam's Grandparents they had reacted by selling off all the cattle herd and associated equipment, and a portion of the bottom land of the ranch, moves which had left them financially sound and retired. Gazing at the seemingly endless horizon of the expansive ranch land, Adam considered the events that had landed him here with an entire month before him in which to find ways to entertain himself, and more importantly ways to seize his precious privacy, a challenge that he was sure to find formidable given that his twelve year old little sister Ashley had also been parked here while their parents jetted off to a business-pleasure trip to various parts of Europe. Given that he and Ash were the only young and vigorous humans within probably fifty miles, Adam was pretty much resigned to the fact that separating himself from his little sister simply wasn't going happen. He sighed deeply, once again thinking the "why me" issue he had been repeating ever since the parental announcement regarding a full month of his precious summer break from school, and he sighed again as he moved to the bed, and stretched out, his mind still very much working through his situation. Here he was, he thought, a typical teenage boy some six weeks away from his 15th birthday who was filled with abundant energy and raging hormones that generated frequent rigid erections that simply demanded his attention to relieve the constant pressure in his young balls. How, he pondered in frustration, am I supposed to jerk off numerous times daily with Ashley dogging my tracks all the time? Damn. Just getting off in my room at night is no way going to cover it, he fumed, and not only that, his little sister was housed in the very next room, which was going to require some measure of control of his usual very enthusiastic orgasms wherein he was given to loud groans of pleasure and noisy gasping of breath. Adam was, after all, a walking horn-dog who was pretty much obsessed with a burning sex drive which sadly had as yet gone unfulfilled despite his rigorous efforts to change all that. He was a good looking boy, lean and well developed with a solid if not buff body of about 5' 10" and 140 pounds. A healthy head of dark hair surrounded his handsome young face, which sported hazel eyes, attractive eyebrows, a pert little nose, and a lush and somewhat pouty mouth that frequently broke into a stunning smile that revealed his perfect and gleaming teeth. He shyly acknowledged his great looks, and that acknowledgment often gave him pause as to why he was still walking around as a virgin. If being honest with himself, he recognized that he pretty much had it all, including a cock that he thought of as above average based upon his subtle and frequent locker room perving of his classmates. Hard, which it usually was, he packed a good five inches of sculpted boyhood, below which dangled a smooth and plump pouch containing full balls that eagerly produced copious quantities of creamy young cum when properly stimulated to do so, and to his continuous frustration he simply couldn't understand why the fair number of nubile young girls he had passionately made out with, none of them had as yet allowed him to dip his rampant wick in their juicy inkwells. This recurring thought generated another loud sigh, and then Adam turned his thoughts to Ashley. Just recently turned twelve, she too was a fine female specimen, a wisp of a girl freshly on the cusp of development. Petite at just over 5' tall Adam was willing to bet that she didn't weigh an ounce over 85 pounds dripping wet, and that proclamation caused him to suddenly flash a visual of his little sister stepping naked from the shower. His dick stirred at the picture, and he suddenly began to think of little Ashley in ways he had not previously allowed himself. She was so dainty in every way he was sure there couldn't yet be a whole lot to her tender young body, but he was equally as certain that all of the basics were there and beginning to stir. He knew for a fact that her little tea-cup boobs were beginning to blossom because he had recently taken note of what had to be erect nipples pressing against the slinky little sun dresses she favored in warm weather, and as he conjured up the memory of that, his young cock went fully rigid in his snug fitting shorts. He dropped a hand into his lap and gripped his pulsing erection. Chills of pleasure coursed through him as he squeezed his hard boyhood, his thoughts returning to his sister, and he imagined touching her slim body, the added element of it being his own sister elevating his quickly rising lust. Closing his eyes, he clearly pictured himself fingering her puffy nipples, the pink circles of areola and stubby nipple filling out, swelling to erection under his tender touches. Bolden by his highly realistic thoughts, he imagined cupping the barely-there little mounds, her sensitive flesh responding as it filled his palms, and with a low groan he pictured himself lowering his head to lick and suck the tantalizing buds as she ran her fingers through his thick hair. Groaning again, Adam pumped his rigid cock, and whatever meager effort he made to stop himself from thinking of his sister this way failed miserably against his rampant passion. Damn, he thought, thinking of touching Ash this way has me totaly horned up! Answering a sudden impulse, he quickly tugged open the fly of his shorts, and pushed them and his briefs to his knees, freeing his rigid erection to the cool air of the silent room. His hand again closed around the shaft, and he worked it up and down as he ran his fingertip over the smooth knob, smearing the oozing fluids he found there over the tingling tip, causing his lean body to shudder. His mind's eye clearly visualized Ashley's little pussy, hairless he'd bet, and puffy, the sweet lips of her treasure slippery with her flowing juices. He imagined pressing the flat of his hand there, the small mound of pubic bone firm to his touch, and then he imagined inserting a finger into her glistening folds, exploring her wetness as she gasped in pleasure. He vaguely understood the concept of a girls clitoris, and that it was supposedly the hot-spot of the entire apparatus, and wanting badly to provide his sister a pleasure equal to the one his forbidden thoughts of her were giving him, he dipped his finger into her slit, and slid it to the top where he encountered the hard little bump, and as he gently probed it, Ashley all but melted. His cock throbbed, aching for release, and his balls drew up tighter in his sack, and he increased his pace of stroking as he let the final straw of self-control go, clearly picturing himself poised above his sweet little sister as he guided his throbbing boyhood to her magical opening. In a way so real it was actually scary, he sensed the sensitive knob of his young cock contact his sister's wet slit, and a shudder ran through him, and with a low growl he imagined thrusting into her, his ram-rod penetrating her amazing tightness and warmth as his cock filled her fully. She winced and squeaked as his cock plowed through her hymen, and then it was simply breathtaking, a dizzying sensation of pure bliss that he likened to sliding his cock into warm oil captured his very being, and suddenly his young cock erupted, spewing forth streamer after thick streamer of his jetting cum up onto his quivering abdomen and smooth chest, clear past his nipples as he thrashed on the bed uncontrollably as his massive orgasm played out. Exhausted now, he sagged limply on the bed, his body awash in warm cum and his face dripping sweat. Holy shit, Adam thought as his raddled mind slowly returned to normal, that was freaking hot...so amazingly real...Jesus...fucking my sexy little sister...what a concept...I definitely need to totally rethink this whole thing about being stuck for a month in the boonies with nobody but Ashley...an idea I completely hated maybe twenty minutes ago...but now...?....well...! (Continues soon) Storyguy22@yahoo.com