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(MF, inc) *** Forth of July at the Lake: The Situation It was now mid June with work pressures starting to taper off with job schedules becoming more manageable after what was a particularly hectic spring. Customers were now taking their vacations and did not want to have landscape companies tearing up their yards until closer to autumn. Likewise the nursery was in good shape with planting completed and only mature stock used on jobs being dug. The work teams were out on landscaping jobs so the first deep breadth could be taken. Bonnie and I were talking about the up coming four day Forth of July weekend and really looking forward to some time off. The folks were still not sure about their plans, which left the usual situation where they would delay making plans then end up working around the house on their very neglected garden in default mode. We didn't want to get involved in this time wasting activity and tried to think of an escape or alternative plan. We decided that a few days at Lake Hart in upstate New York would be great. So we decided to ask the folks for the VW bus and go camping. We knew that the family's extensive experience at the lake would make the suggestion seem perfectly reasonable. The only problem that might arise is if the folks wanted to come along with us. That would be terrible but we were going to try anyway - it was better than messing around moving plants back and forth in the home garden again. There was a serious hitch however, one which could make our request a real problem even a nightmare if things went badly. Ever since Oma's birthday party in April, now some eight weeks ago, Bonnie and I have pursued an increasingly active sex life together. At first we would have sex only when the house was empty or when we were away in the local woods or supposedly visiting friends. But as the tension increased to do it more frequently we started fucking in the backyard peonies beds after dishes when it was dark, then on the back porch and even in the neighbour's fish pond when the folks were home during the weekends. We also tried fucking on the glider in the breezeway late at night. This venue was becoming a favourite because it meant trying to balance and fuck at the same time. The laughter that took place during these episodes was dangerous but it heightened the fun of it. In desperation we started fucking in each other's room early in the mornings. The risks of getting caught were becoming impossible but we needed to carry on anyway. This is where we probably made the mistake that would see our downfall when we asked for permission to go camping by ourselves. We feared that Mom might have caught us fucking the week before or at least have relatively clear evidence of us fucking. The evidence was circumstantial but clear enough to anyone with a brain and Mom sure had that. It seems that when Bonnie left my room one morning her nightgown remained jammed under my sheets at the bottom of my bed. Neither of us could remember it happening? More importantly, the nightgown had been used to clean my ejaculate off of Bonnie's pussy in attempt to keep my sheets dry. Therefore, the nightgown would have been soaked with my sperm. Mom could easily smell my emissions on my sister's nightgown. She would have put two and two together realising that her children were fucking one another. We only reached this conclusion after Bonnie found her nightgown newly washed and carefully folded on her pillow that evening. The only way it could have gotten there is if Mom found it when she stripped my bed that morning. The other option was that she thought that I was a cross-dresser and she didn't really want to know. This last explanation was too far fetched to be plausible. So we understood that Mom knew something but not what. She said nothing to either of us about the incident. How this would play out when we asked for the VW and camping stuff was very frightening. Our biggest fear was that we would lose access to each other and that would be the worst possible outcome we could imagine. Nevertheless, the need to be by ourselves was so pervasive that we decided to approach them with the request the next morning at breakfast. If we failed to get permission at least we might get some understanding of Mom's feelings about us. The Request That morning as we sat having breakfast I broached the subject. After generating the context of why we would like to go we asked straight-out. To our surprise we got an immediate positive "That sounds good." Bonnie looked stunned and needed a swift kick under the table to wake up and straighten out. The folks thought it was a good idea and began to plan for us. It was set then, we would leave on Friday and return when we felt like it or because we ran out of money whichever came first. Over the next two days the VW was serviced and camping gear collected, much more stuff than we thought necessary. Nevertheless, Bonnie and I thought it was best to go along and reduce our exposure to issues of potential conflict. Friday arrived and Dad had gone through the vehicle for the sixth time that morning. Being packed the night before meant we could get an early start on the 3.5-4 hour trip to the lake. Then something extra-ordinary happened. As Mom gave Bonnie a hug goodbye, she bent over whispering into her ear but whispering loud enough for me to clearly hear her say, "Now be careful and don't forget to take your pill each and every evening before bed. You don't want any accidents to happen and ruin your fun. Remember you still have another two years of high school to finish." Bonnie was stunned and took a deep breath, a gasp really and then forgot to exhale becoming increasingly crimson. Seconds later Mom came over and hugged me also whispering into my ear and again loud enough for Bonnie to hear this time, "You better take some of these just in case Bonnie forgets to take her pill. In fact it might be a good idea for both to be used. You know how she gets excited and forgets things." She then slipped several packets of condoms into my top shirt pocket. I immediately chocked causing Bonnie to finally exhale. The shock was so sustained that all we could do was get into the vehicle, wave to our smiling parents and drive away. Nothing was said for the next ten minutes as both of us tried to sort out what had just happened. In the interim I missed the entrance to the New York Thruway to go north to upstate New York and the lakes region. I was so upset I decided I needed to pull over to restore my shattered concentration. Clearly I was not prepared for Mom's interjections. Seconds later I found a pull-off with some picnic tables and stopped. Bonnie looked over at me and finally spoke; "Well at least we know that Mom has caught on to us. I wonder if she has told Dad?" I agreed that the message was quite clear but what was so puzzling was Mom's knowledge about Bonnie taking birth control pills. We never told anyone and thought it was our secret. The issue continued to baffle us until we remembered something Cindy said a couple weeks before. As the light switched on we realised that the mishap at Jim and Cindy's pool was much more important than we had originally anticipated and that we had completely misread the situation. The Explanations Bonnie and I spent most weekends together with our friends Jim and Cindy and Donald and Ellen doing normal couple things like movies, hiking, picnicking etc. At each gathering we would usually finally end up discussing sex. Before this Bonnie and I were convinced that we were one of those rare brother and sister pairs having sex together. We soon found out that like Bonnie and I, that these other sibling couples were serious lovers as well. It was a shock but I accepted it as Ok. Where Bonnie and I had thought we were so excitingly unusual we now found out that our behaviour was very common place and that our level of knowledge was a bit ordinary. Previously our only reference about sibling sex was a lot of time spent discussing Enga's seduction of her brother Paul earlier in the summer vacations. At that time we were intrigued no doubt but still not willing to try it ourselves. In fact we now found that our friends were enthusiastic participants in sibling incest long before Bonnie and I ever started. Jim, Donald, and I were high school classmates now having finished our first year of college and each seventeen or eighteen. Our sisters were scattered in age. Cindy was the oldest at twenty, two years older than Jim and a junior at Rutger's studying pre-med. Bonnie was fifteen whilst Ellen was still fourteen. Our initial realisation that our friends were lovers was somewhat disappointing. This was because Bonnie and I thought we had such a neat thing to show and tell our friends about, a real shocker. Now we quickly realised that we were the least experienced of the three sibling couples. Our involvement in group-sex really started when we were all invited to use Jim and Cindy' pool one evening while their folks were out. Once there the talk immediately centred on sex with a new phase of "have you tried this" emerging into the conversation. Of course this developed into "show us" activities. A while later demonstrations began in the pool as our conversation became deeper and more exciting. Although Bonnie and I had had many prior conversations with our friends about sex this was the first time that we actually performed in front of one another. Within an hour of arriving all six of us were nude and having sex with our sibling so our friends could watch how all our body parts worked. It was a lot of fun. We turned all but the pool light off and kept quiet so the neighbours did not notice our activities. We apparently got so involved we didn't watch carefully enough. While Jim and I were gently fucking our sisters in the pool watching Donald and Ellen on the lawn demonstrated their approach to bareback riding that the patio light suddenly switched on. All of a sudden Jim and Cindy's mother spoke. Bonnie and I as well as Jim and Cindy immediately separated thinking we were safely hidden behind the pool's wall but Donald and Ellen were caught and had to remain hidden in the shadows. Ellen bent down on Donald because she was unable to dismount DB without being seen from the deck above. Cindy's mother asked us to explain what was going on? At this point we all heard a low moan from DB. It was hard not to laugh at the problems Ellen and DB were having. As usual, quick-witted Cindy said that we were just skinny-dipping. As Cindy explained the situation I felt a warm sensation on my thigh and looked down to see a long strand of my sperm seep from Bonnie's pussy and float on to my thigh. Bonnie lent back and said, "I think I am leaking, sorry." "It's fine," I whispered back. Of course Cindy's explanation was a lie but her mother patiently listened then seemed to accept the explanation. She then said that we needed to put the lights back on and get dressed or she would call the evening off. We concluded that we had gotten away with it and the infringement was being treated as only skinny-dipping. We started to snicker again realising that Donald had just cum inside Ellen because he was frightened. We thought they were un-noticed because they were hidden in the shadows and not seen. We later ragged BD about being frightened sperm-less. Ellen was annoyed because DB was not wearing a condom to allow us to examine their mating better. Ellen normally demanded that BD wear a condom saying, "I'm going to drip for hours so you better eat me out." He said he would but later. We all quickly got dressed and took off for the local Dairy Queen. We talked about the whole situation over and over again. We learned that Jim and Cindy had been lovers for several years and that Donald and Ellen only began last summer after hearing about Paul and Enga and just after Ellen started having periods. Secondly, was that while Bonnie and I thought we had discovered the most wonderful experience it was clear that our friends had stumble on to the same adventure much sooner. Cindy who was deflowered by an older man at a church function about five years before was the only one to have sex with someone other than a sibling. It was Cindy's account of this story that got us nude and into the pool in the first place. She seduced Jim several months later when he was thirteen. We did a quick review of our school friends as we sipped on our milkshakes and found evidence that other sibling couples were either known lovers or thought to be. Before this year Bonnie and I thought that Paul and Enga were the only incestuous pair we knew about and it made them very exciting to know. Paul was a deviant fellow classmate who introduced me to family sex after fucking his older sister to show me how to do it. Enga who was thirty-two was obviously practiced and enjoyed fucking her younger brother on a regular basis. I was sure of that. The group now realised that sibling sex was probably the most common method used to introduce sex among our community. It was during this talk that Bonnie and I heard how Cindy's mother eventually learned about her children's sex life. She received a phone call from the local drug store after she had filled Cindy's birth control script. Apparently, it was the practice that all underage script holders were required to have their parents notified. Bonnie had asked Cindy how to get the pill a week after we started fucking in April and Bonnie used the same school nurse who must have called Mom to verify that Bonnie had her parent's permission. This now explained how Mom was aware of Bonnie taking the pill. Therefore, we also realised that Jim and Cindy's mother was fully aware that she had caught her children and their friends, fucking each other in the pool that night. We continued to realise that Mom must have been aware of our behaviour long before the episode with the soiled nightgown. Bonnie and I thought about that night some more to see if any more information was to be found. Several things came to mind one being the communication between our mothers. It now made sense because before this summer our respective parents were virtually unacquainted. So the question of the parental knowledge about the use of birth control pills became clear. The next question was why were the parents being so coy? Ellen then told us that she was asked by her mother last week to think about "going on the pill" after talking to Cindy's Mom. The whole picture was now in focus. Bonnie and I had spent about an hour talking out the issue and came to the conclusion that we liked the idea that we were now accepted as lovers in the same way that Jim and Cindy parent's had done. The second issue that was discussed was about sharing ourselves with our friends. Although we had finally fucked with our friends, we found that we liked fucking our respective sibling much more. So we resolved to have sex with our friends, but only until it affected the sex between us. Also it seemed that Cindy and Ellen did not like having their brother's sperm inside them so they always used a condom or "weaner wrap" as Ellen called them. Bonnie and I liked the la natural approach and decided to continue sharing bodily fluids anyway we could. She finally moaned that she was so horny that she really wanted to fuck right then. I agreed that I was wet and hard and had been so for quite some time. It was lunchtime so we decided to have lunch at the roadside pull-off before continuing to the lake. Bonnie asked what I wanted? I said I'd like to eat her out but only after I filled her. She agreed and we fucked on top of the picnic table using some mayonnaise as a new lubricant. After lunching on Bonnie and until she was sated we decided to call the gang and see if they were interested in joining us at the lake. We stopped at a small town and called getting a quick confirmation from Jim and Cindy but Donald said that Ellen was in NYC and so they would be up tomorrow morning. We drove the remaining two hours to the lake and selected three attached campsites along the lake and set up the camp. Bonnie declared the area as a no clothes zone and proceeded to the lake for a swim where I had my first serious encounter with Bonnie's bad Forest Fairy. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 60