Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

All In The Family: 13

Two weeks before Labor Day we left the lake for good and went to visit the school and apartment with Mom and Dad. The place couldn't have been more perfect. We were on the top floor of a garden style apartment complex with an indoor pool and small workout room with fitness equipment and a free laundromat. The place was ten years old and had recently been repainted. We got one of the last units to be redone. It overlooked the pool and gym building. It had two bedrooms, a larger great room with a dining area open to the kitchen and a bathroom and it was nicely furnished. The bedrooms both had double beds. Dania and I secretly smiled at each other. Dad and Mom loved it -- so it was a go. Mom and Dania went shopping the next day for some linens and things for the kitchen. Dad and I went to the supermarket for staples and basics. We unpacked it all and headed out for dinner. Dania and I were on cloud nine. It was going to be a dream fulfilled. The next day we headed home to pack up our stuff and get ready for the move and our college adventure.

The day before we left for school, Dad and Mom surprised us. They were giving us the Wagoneer to take to school. We would need the transportation for shopping, etc. and it was an extra around the house anyway. How cool are they? We packed it, to the brim, and set out the next morning. It's only a two-hour drive from home to Boston -- far enough and close enough.

Dania was as happy as I have ever seen her. As we pulled onto the interstate, Dania's hand traveled up my thigh, teasingly touching the bulge that never seemed to go away when she was around. I glanced over to see her smiling sexily back at me, her eyes a mixture of lust and wondering. She grinned as her fingers undid the buttons of her blouse, then she sat back in her seat. She started rubbing her hand up and down my thigh.

"Hey -- save it -- I'm gonna have an accident!"

"Then drive more careful!"

Her hand went in my pants and she began to touch me through the thin fabric. She was never shy about touching me and she knew that was one of the reasons she excited me. I never had to guess if she wanted me, she always made it very clear.

She unzipped my fly, reached in and took my cock out. She was pumping me slowly with her hand, building up the pressure and the desire. She slid down on her seat and her short skirt rose up to expose most of her thighs. Her tits were hanging out between the folds of her blouse.

"Great view" I murmured.

"Mmmmm, there's more" was all she answered and started kissing and licking my dick. Here I was, tooling down the interstate at sixty-five with my dick out and my sister's head in my lap. She was purring as I felt lips engulf my dick with her tongue lapping at the shaft. She began to bob her head up and down fucking me with her mouth.

hard that I thought she was going to pull the cum right out of me from sheer suction. I reached over and felt her hardened nipples inside her open blouse. She moved her tits to grind against me and smiled as she

all I'm not

reached over and fondled her tits with both hands. She rolled over

me. Give me some of your love cream. Cum in my mouth. I want you to come in my mouth. You know you love

her skirt giving me access to her pussy. As I exposed her I saw she

said softly

answer "Why bother when I have you around to play with me" and pressed her pussy into my hand. Her

her crazy too. She started pushing back, rocking her hips to and fro, as I pushed and pulled my fingers in and out and rubbed her clit harder and harder. She let out a loud moan and came in my hand drenching me and the car seat with her juices. It was too much for me too and,

Every time we make love, I want you more and more - no, that's not right, I need more and more of it. I never thought I was this sexual. This is what addictive drugs must be

isn't closet anything" I laughed. And she punched me. We laughed and I loved her even more that day than

you" I said

are finally going to be alone to enjoy

didn't have much food. We spent the next hour unloading the car and putting stuff in the general place they would end up. Then we went up

spun it like it was our parents idea and that we wouldn't have to be moving every semester or two, and be dependent on school or greasy spoon food. We even lied about thinking it might better for him to buy

students we met said there was another brother-sister pair of freshman and he thought they

"Where are they from?"

"Virginia -- I think."