Summer vacation (After all these Years – Part II)

Note: it can be read without knowing part 1.

Almost one year had passed since my brother and I started our secret relationship. We made the greatest efforts possible not to get noticed by anyone who might know or tell on us. I spent almost every week end at his house often using excuses like spending my leisure time with friends or simply wanting to see my brother a little more often.

Sometimes Stan would come over to ours. He had always slept in my room the few nights he spent with us ever since he had moved out of our house and taken everything he had with him. Our parents didn’t mind for they knew we had always been close but they would never find out about our new relation this way. That’s at least what we thought…

My 19th birthday was the last day before the summer holidays and happened to be the last day of my high school time before getting started at the local college a few months later. My brother had come over to celebrate this with us. After a good fajita meal (yes, I had eaten waaaaaaaay too much) my parents gave me the complete series 4 of ‘My Name Is Earl’ for which I had craved for so long. Stan joined them empty handed telling me I’d see what the surprise is on the first day of summer vacation what caused a pair of wide grins on the faces of both of my parents.

I couldn’t await the surprise. I was so eager to see what he had got me. But the more I begged the louder he laughed.

“You’re so mean to your baby sister, do you know that?” I asked him innocently.

Even my parents couldn’t hold back their laughter anymore.

I looked at my brother.

“I’ll be mean to you too tonight, big brother, REALLY mean!” I said smirking at him sarcastically. He kept laughing on that.

We kept talking until we were tired. I went straight to my bedroom wondering why my parents wished me good bye. There I waited for my brother to come in sitting on the edge of my bed. As he stepped into my room he switched the light off. The room went pitch black. I could only hear his careful footsteps slowly and almost silently coming towards me. Suddenly I felt his hands grab me by my shoulders. A few seconds passed by before I sensed his warm breath on my face just a glimpse before his lips met mine.

I could tell from the way he kissed me that he was really horny. So was I. I was already lusting after him the whole day.

I opened his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. They fell to the ground. I pulled down his boxers a little bit; just enough to free his fully erect manhood from its tight bond. I took his hard shaft in my hand and started stroking it gently. He let out a soft sigh as I let his head glide through my lips. I flicked my tongue over his head while still stroking his shaft.

He ran his fingers through my hair.

“Oh yes, Van. Suck my cock!” he whispered between his silent moans.

I put my left hand on his butt and started stroking his butthole softly. He went totally crazy on that.

“Goddammit, Van, you’re so fucking awesome…” he whispered savoring to the max the pleasures I gave him.

We undressed each other while I sucked his cock balls deep into my throat.

It didn’t take me too long not to be able to stand it anymore for I was way too horny to let my brother touch me so I just jumped him wrapping my legs around his waist. He held me instantly in his strong arms though surprised. He knew what he had to do and stuck his big dick right inside my dripping pussy.

I didn’t have to do anything he just slammed his rod in and out of my hungry pussy. I was already trying my best not to moan too loudly but it sure was really hard. I could tell Stan was trying at least as hard from his loud hisses passing through his teeth. I grabbed the hair on the back of his head and pushed my lips to his ear.

I whispered: “Fuck me from behind, big brother!”

He instantly flung me on the bed. I turned around stretching my butt towards him. He grabbed my hips with one hand and helped his cock slide in my cunt again. This time he entered me so slowly it was like torture. He pulled out until only his head was inside and renewed his slow grinding assault all over again. I started gyrating my hips to increase the immense pleasure I was given. I had to bite my lips real hard not to moan out loud.

I heard Stan whisper: “Oh Vanessa… You’re… So goddamn tight… Soooo goooooood!”

He pulled out before it was too late and lay beside me on the back. I got on top of him and took his dick in my hand gently stroking it and pushing it on my labia. I glided the tip of his cock back and forth from my asshole to my clit a few times before letting it slide inside my vagina again. I rocked my hips in circular motion going wild. I could feel my orgasm build very fast.

“Oh brother don’t stop fucking me! I’m gonna cum real soon!” I almost shrieked trying my best not to shout out too loud, “Give me my orgasm my cunt craves!”

This was it! I came but I made sure not to tease my brother’s prick any more so that he wouldn’t cum.

I got off Stan, kissed him and said playfully: “Good night, big bro, and thanks for the nice happy-birthday-fuck.”

“And what about me?” he asked.

“Told ya I was gonna be mean” I answered.

“A c’mon, Van! This ain’t fair!” he replied.

I acted like I was asleep already but I still was horny. He took his chance of me acting asleep, turned my on the side, my back facing in his direction, spread my legs and pushed his cock into my pussy.

“Mmmmmmh… Oh yeah! Oh yes! Fuck me again!” I whispered.

He caressed my tits with one hand and my back with the other slowly travelling towards my ass. He moistened his index with my pussy juices and slid it right in my asshole. I sighed on that and started bucking my hips as he finger fucked my asshole while letting his cock glide in and out of my cunt.

“How does that finger feel?” he asked me naughtily in a dirty voice.

“Keep it right there! I’m gonna cum again right away!”

“Say that you love it” he commanded

“I love your finger in my ass!”

“Do you want me to put another finger in?”

That was all I could take. I came so hard my juices were gushing all over his dick. My pussy clenched his cock so firmly he creamed my insides with his hot thick cum.

“Oh god, sis!” was all he could say.

He pulled out breathing hard letting our mixture running out of my gaping hole.

“Hey! Dontcha fall asleep! Hand me a Kleenex, will ya?” I said poking him.

He mumbled something incomprehensible and gave me what I wanted. The sheets were already getting wet. As I had cleaned myself I nestled up my brother and pulled the blanket over our bodies.

The next morning I was woken up by some noise. I didn’t quite get the situation so I decided to take my time looking at my brother packing up two suitcases – one obviously for me. As I realized they were suitcases, I remembered that I was on summer vacation but I tossed away my train of thought and tried to figure out what my brother was actually doing. Still sleepy I resigned and got to the kitchen to pour me a bowl of corn flakes.

“Hey sleepyhead! It’s nine in the morning and get our taxi in half an hour so be sure to eat quickly and make sure to grab your toilet stuff” I heard my brother say standing right beside me.

I smiled at him nodding only getting seconds later what he had just told me to do.

“What?? Half an hour? Do ya wanna kill me or what?!”

He grinned widely.

I forced down the cereals and got to the bathroom quickly. It only took me ten minutes to brush my teeth, dress up and do my hair. I decided that there was no time for make up and noticed that I didn’t look too bad without it either while looking in the mirror. I grabbed the bottom of my boobs and held them in my hands.

“You sure are a smoking hot girl, Van” I said to the mirror.

I came out of the bathroom. I knew my white tank top made my brother hot for it made lots cleavage and it accentuated my curves at all the right places. I had a dirty smirk on my face knowing I was turning him on by my sheer presence.

“When I see you like this it makes me think of…. Did you pack your pill with your toiletry?” he asked. My face blushed red because I had totally forgotten about that. Stan laughed as I ran back to my bedroom to grab my pills. I still had enough for four weeks so I wasn’t worried to run out of pills. The taxi was on time. We both sat on the backseat.

So where shall I take you and your girlfriend, Mr. Sullivan?” the driver asked kindly after helping us with the luggage.

“To the airport, our flight is in two hours” Stan replied.

“So let’s see what I can do…”

Suddenly I realized I didn’t have ANY idea of where I was going. My brother was just dragging me to the airport with that entire luggage for almost ten days and I did still not know anything at all.

“Tell me… um… Stan… Where are we going?”

“You’ll see. It’s a surprise. And you’ll see either way.”

I stretched out my tongue.

“Ah c’mon! First you don’t have a present on my birthday, then you wake me up at nine o’ fuckin’ clock in the freakin’ morning and you wouldn’t tell me what for! What the hell ARE WE DOING, STAN!!!”

The taxi driver looked at me through the rear mirror.

“I’m sorry Van, it still is a surprise and you’re gonna like it for sure so just be a little more patient.”

For some reason my brother had guessed that I was only playing mad. But he was starting to get on my nerves. He grinned more and more widely.

“Alright, bozo, we’ll see who’s not gonna tell…” I said sadistically before ticking him… but… there was no use! For this one time he afforded to retain himself from laughing. It wasn’t fair at all. For the rest of our trip I played the offended girlfriend.

Our flight was at 11.05 a.m. at gate 21 of Atlanta Airport in direction of Malé, capital of the Maldives. My brother handed me my ticket as we were standing in front of the frontier office. I gulped at the sight of this piece of paper.

He just smiled at me. “Happy birthday, Vanessa!”

I almost jumped him and hugged him like crazy.

I kissed him. “Oh! I love you Stan! You’re the best!”

It was our turn to show our passports. The female officer took a good glance on it and looked stunned.

“Your honeymoon?” she asked.

Stan and I smiled happily and affirmed the question almost simultaneously.

“So long, Mr. & Mrs. Sullivan… I wish you a good trip and good luck in your marriage.”

“Thanks! And have a nice day!” Stan replied taking both our passports.

We grinned at each other trying our best to hold back our laughter as we passed the frontier to no man’s land.

The flight was punctual, comfortable and calm. We even were the lucky ones to be upgraded to business class for space problems. In fact that didn’t matter because I almost slept during the whole flight not that I get sick in airplanes but I was still tired from being waken so unkindly earlier in the morning.

After several hours of flying we arrived at Malé, GMT+5 hours which made a 14 hour time delay from Atlanta. I was secretly hoping not to have too much jetlag trouble but I wasn’t that worried either. I had just slept enough to catch up that difference I guessed. Furthermore I was a quite night active person so basically when it was night at home it would be day around this place.

I laughed at the sight of my yawning brother.

“You sure gonna have trouble with jetlag, won’t you?” I asked him playfully. He threw me an offended yet amused glance.

“Let’s go get our stuff and we’re outta here!” he replied.

I followed him to pick our luggage. After that we took the seaplane that led us straight to the Lhaviyani Atoll where our residence – a huge 5-star beach villa – was. It was amazing. I could tell my eyes were glistening from this sight.

Oh Stan! I loooooooove you so much! You’re the greatest man alive!” I told my brother as we had settled down and added grinning: “and the sexiest, by the way.”

“You know, I’d do anything for my lil baby sister” he answered smiling. I gently kissed him on his lips. Our tongues locked together and started their sweet little dance. Stan grabbed my breasts and I took his hand off them.

“Not until tonight my dear” I hornily whispered in his ear though being soaking wet and wanting his thick throbbing knob to glide in and out of my pussy.

I couldn’t wait to take a dip in the light turquoise sea. The weather was nice and warm, not a single cloud on the sky. I quickly undid my suitcase and took out my bikini. Of course my brother had taken the most revealing one I had: A blue laced top with the tiniest triangles that just covered my nipples and my areolas and a matching thong that just covered my pussy lips.

As I was taking off my panties, I felt my brother’s presence too late, he was already standing behind me holding me with one hand and releasing his raging boner from his swim trunks. I sprang directly between my pussy lips. I instantly began to move my hips and to press his cock against my entrance. Both of us were insatiably lusting after another. As his hard member finally entered my pussy I couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Oh yeah! Fuck my lil pussy!” I commanded.

“No!” Stan replied smirking removing his cock from my pussy’s grip and putting it back into his trunks. “That’s what you said… Lil Lisa’s not gonna see any cock until tonight.”

I turned around and felt his hard-on through the fabric of his trunks with my hand and gently caressed it.

“Are you sure you don’t wanna screw me right now?” I asked.

He smiled “Yeah I am. But…” he plunged two fingers right in my box “…how about some finger?”

My hips went weak as he started twitching my pussy walls with his fingers.

“Oh god, Stan your fingers feel so good.”

“Get on the bed” he ordered.

I followed his advice and spread my legs while lying on my back. I could feel the moisture running down my thighs. Stan licked them clean before licking my labia. This felt amazing. He eventually plunged his fingers back in my pussy.

“Moan for me, Vanessa!”

I took the back of his head and pushed him back on my entrance.

“Don’t stop licking me, will ya?!” I said moaning “Oh yeah! Eat my pussy, big brother!”

He inserted a third finger in my dripping cunt.

“Those fingers feel so gooooooood! They’re amazing! Fuck me with your fingers!!”

I arched my back and thrashed my body in ecstasy while Stan began to tickle my asshole.

I moaned in anticipation: “Yes, big brother! I want that dirty finger in my asshole! Put it right in there!”

He pushed his finger in.

“Oh god! I love your finger in my ass, Stan!”

I couldn’t help gyrating my hips on his fingers in both my pussy and ass as I felt my orgasm building.

“I’m cumming, big brother! I’m cumming! Don’tcha fuckin stop!” I screamed in pleasure.

My whole body tensed as I came on his fingers. It felt so great to get the tension released.

“Now get your sexy swimsuit on, I can’t wait to get a good cool bath in the sea.”

“It’s a shame; you’re missing my steaming cunt…” I tried my best to sound sexy, “Don’tcha wanna try it?” I moistened my index finger in my juices and licked it right after.

I could hear Stan swallow before he said: “Tonight, you said… Remember?”

I winked at him and got in my bikini though I knew exactly that there was no use for it was way too small to cover anything.

The water was perfect! Since we had our own villa we also had a private beach and swim area so we were all on our own without anyone to disturb us. I was looking forward to having a great vacation filled with love, lust, relaxing and sex with my beloved brother.

I had completely lost myself in my thoughts as I got unexpectedly dunked in the water. I struggled against Stan’s strong hands in vain. I took a mouthful of the sea water and as soon as he let go and I could surface again, I spat the whole load in his laughing face.

“Just you wait until I getcha!!” he yelped.

“Catch me… if you can!!” I smirked back trying to escape right away as he came after me.

We were splashing around and laughing until we were both breathing heavily and our eyes locked. Even though both of us knew we wanted each other the tension soon became unbearable. Our lips approached each other steadily. It took a few instants until I felt his firm lips caress mine. I parted them to let his tongue touch mine slightly.

We were soon making out like crazy. His tongue was very salty from the water what made it as if he was a stranger. This turned me on so much again. Thinking that it might be anyone I was kissing made my whole body shiver.

Our smoking hot session was interrupted by my rumbling stomach. My face blushed red.

Stan wasn’t even trying to hold back his laughter. “Looks like someone’s REALLY hungry!” he gloated.

I stuck my tongue out in mock anger. He laughed even more on that.

We went back to the villa and didn’t even bother about getting changed. Stan went straight to the kitchen to prepare some great dinner. And it sure was great: He had made sure to have everything necessary in the fridge to make a huge delicious paella before we even arrived at the resort. Just the sight of this meal made my mouth water. I couldn’t decide what to eat first.

“You sure are a helluvacook, big brother!” I said peeling the skin from a giant prawn with my bare fingers.

He smiled. “Thanks, sis. I’m doing my best just for you. The way to a man’s heart is going through his stomach… so it is for you…”

“Tell me… how can you afford this vacation?” I asked with a rice filled mouth.

“I was lucky” he answered my question.

“What does that mean?”

“I was reading some random newspaper as I came upon an ad for a lottery of a tourist agency. They raffled a trip for two to the Maldives. So I tried my luck. It said: ‘Win ten days of perfect vacation on a lonely island in a 5-star beach villa for you and your sweetheart!’ And I thought what the hell, let’s give it a try.”

“And you won?”

“Obviously… I had some kind of a good feeling from the beginning and I wasn’t disappointed at all, was I?”

I smiled happily at him.

“Thanks for the invitation, big brother” I said kissing him lovely.

“And now it’s time to hand you your real present” he said after a little silence.

I was totally puzzled. What did he mean by real present? I had thought the trip was the present…

He ordered me to close my eyes. As he told me to open them again he held a small jewel box only a few inches from my face and opened it. It contained two rings. My eyes almost popped out of my face. I swallowed hard.

“This is my birthday present for you, lil sis” he said taking out one ring and putting it on the ring finger of my left hand, “Take a good look at it.”

I took it off again and circled it in my fingers. It was engraved. The engraving said: Together we stand. I took the other ring and read the other engraving which said: Together we fall.

I almost started crying right then and there. “Oh Stan, this is the sweetest thing I ever got from anyone” I blurted out almost sobbing.

I tried hard not to start crying. Stan smiled at me gently. He kissed away my tears from my cheeks. I grabbed him by his back and forced myself in his arms. My head lingered on his chest while he softly stroked my back.

“I’m glad to see you like it” he said.

“Of course I do. They’re just beautiful. That’s so sweet of you. I love you from the bottom of my heart, Stan and I’m so happy to have you around.”

“I love you too, Vanessa. I’ve always loved you ever since I secretly caught slight little glimpses of your naked body when came out of the shower or when I sensed your scent whenever you were around. I’ve kept this secret crush on you for so long… I’m so happy to be your elder brother…”

We remained in this position cuddling for a vast moment. Then Stan lifted me on his strong arms. He carried me to the bedroom with the king-size bed and put me on the sheets.

“We can bother about the kitchen and the table tomorrow I think it’s time for something else” he said in a soft voice. I knew what he was up to because I’d been waiting for this moment all day long.

I sat up, took hold of his hand and pulled him to me. He lay down on my body. I could feel his hand gently stroking my stomach. His hand travelled closer to my tits before fondling them steadily yet smoothly while his lips made their way up to my neck. I moaned silently on his gentle touch. I was stroking his back as he undid my bikini top to reveal my ample breasts. As soon as my top had fallen to the ground next to the bed, we kissed in a wild frenzy letting our tongues dance together.

Soon I could feel his bulge press against my stomach begging for attention. It didn’t have to be too patient for I slid my hand in Stan’s trunks and began stroking his hard shaft. He moaned in my ear in agreement. I stripped his shorts off his legs. His rigid cock sprang from his belly. I touched and stroked it lightly with my fingertips. Stan did just the same to me.

After a few minutes of touching I arched my back so that Stan could take my bikini bottoms off. He understood my gesture and followed my unspoken command. The cool evening chill was like a gentle caress on my naked body.

As my brother saw the trimmed curls above my slit his eyes were sparkling in pure lust. I spread my legs apart for him. He took a good look of my pubic area. He climbed back on the bed and turned around. His soft lips started travel up and down my inner thighs while I softly massaged his ass cheeks.

I couldn’t help moaning as I felt his fingers part my pussy lips and his tongue run on the whole length of my slit. I replied by peeling the foreskin off his cock and kissing the very tip. He flicked his tongue on my clit to answer. On this, I inserted his head between my lips faintly sucking on it. He responded by pushing his tongue on my entrance what caused me to send moans through his cock making it shiver. Again he returned treat by moaning loudly and sliding a finger in my now overflowing cunt. This call-response chain reaction peaked in both of us moaning in pure ecstasy before I came on his mouth and I felt drop after drop of his pre-cum drip from the tip of his prick to my tongue.

He pulled out and spun around again turning on his side. Breathing heavily I turned towards him too. I put one leg over his and he slid his thigh between mine. I sensed his cock tickling my pussy lips. Though being craving for his prick to enter my soaking cunt I decided to increase our desire for one another by rocking my hips back and forth. We moaned in unison. Stan tried to penetrate my box a few times but I remained tenacious.

As I felt his cock was all wet and slippery from my lust juices I adjusted it on my entrance with one hand while pressing his body hard on mine and whispering: “Fuck me now, big brother.”

He didn’t need two commands. He impaled me instantly with his hot stiff pole. I let out a cry of pleasure. It felt so good to have his prick inside me at last. From here on no more words were required.

We were moving our pelvises in synchronized constant motion to the rhythm of our moans. Both of us got overwhelmed by only one intention: give one another pleasures to the maximum!

As I felt my second orgasm build, I knew my brother would come with me in the same instant so I decided to stop the act for I wanted it to last as long as possible. I made Stan turn on his back and taking me on top of him making sure his cock wouldn’t slide out of my pussy. I slid my arms under his neck and pressed our bodies together hard though growing weaker and weaker from his unforgiving strokes.

As I felt my orgasm rebuild this time I couldn’t hold it back anymore. Stan couldn’t either. With a loud grunt he thrust his cock one last time deep inside me and erupted like a volcano between my pulsating pussy walls. My orgasm followed his as soon as I felt his hot sperm splashing in my insides.

Totally exhausted from his effort Stan slid out of me and fell asleep instantly. I got off him and lay down beside him cuddling with him. I caressed his belly before closing my eyes. I drifted away in my deep slumber thinking of all the sex we would have during the next nine days.

Time had passed too quickly for anyone of us to notice. We sure had a great time enjoying the great weather, the cool water, relaxing and – of course – screwing around like rabbits. But as we were packing all our stuff on the last day I felt kind of sad for leaving this marvelous vacation behind and returning home.

“Why so sad, lil sister?” Stan asked.

“It’s just that it’s over already… It could have lasted forever if it was for me…” I replied pensively.

Stan smiled at me. “Yeah! That sure is true but I’ve always liked coming home from wherever I was. Home’s just best, dontcha think?”

“You gotta be right…”

“I think so, cuz I’m yer elder brother” he said laughing.

He’s gotta be right, I thought, why would home be a bad place at all?

Little did I know what awaited us as soon as we arrived at our parent’s. So did Stan…

Our flight back to Atlanta was delayed a bit for an upcoming tempest. First the pilots where not sure to take off at all but as the weather lighted up a little bit, we finally broached our travel back to good ol’ States. Both of us slept during almost the whole flight.

We were totally dozy as the plane landed. Both our minds took their time to get into full routine function again what didn’t prevent us from making out every now and then on the way to the taxi stands. However… No one was here to watch us anyway. That’s at least what we thought…

We were already sitting in the cab on half way home as Stan called our parents. After a few greetings and usual formalities he explained that we were arriving in about half an hour and handed his cell phone over to me. I got asked about my trip but I turned down every question saying that I’d tell everything as soon as I had arrived.

As we had arrived, Stan handed the driver a generous tip for his services. I got our luggage out of the car. We walked to the entrance and entered. The surprise of seeing our father greeting us with the angriest face ever possible was huge. Our mother was standing right beside him almost panicking.

“What is going on between the two of you?!” he asked and I could tell he was very upset by the aggressive tone he was talking with, “did you think we’d never find out?!”

I was shocked; my heart was pounding so hard I feared it might tear my chest apart.

Stan was the first of us to raise his voice: “Who told you?”

“We just got a call from our neighbors ten minutes ago! They’ve seen the both of you making out and cuddling in public at the airport! May I have an explanation for that?”

I couldn’t neither move nor say a word. I was like glued to the ground and my legs where trembling like crazy.

“Do you remember how we had this same discussion about you and your sister about four years ago? I hoped we were through this! But it seems like I have to force the two of you apart! What were you even thinking?! This is incest! This is wrong!! I’ve told you a thousand times, Stan!!”

Stan was getting angry too: “Yes it is! So what? I love my sister from the bottom of my heart! So what? Isn’t it true, Van?”

I still couldn’t say a single word. I just looked at my mother who appeared to be struggling with the same issues as I was. I felt the tears running down my cheeks.

“That’s it!! You are not my son anymore!! And don’t you dare even touch my daughter EVER again!! Do you understand?! And I’m never gonna see you again around here!! If I ever see you again, I’ll sue you for sexual harassment on your own sister!! You better get outta here right FUCKIN now!!” dad shouted pointing to the door.

That was the moment I burst out in tears and nothing held me back anymore: “No!! Stan, don’t listen to him!! I love you! Do you hear me! I love you, Stan! Don’t…”

I got cut short by a heavy slap from my father. Stan instantly got between the two of us. He and dad came to blows. After a minute or two of beating up each other dad fell to the ground hurt really bad. Stan wasn’t moving until dad took his phone and dialed 911. That was the moment Stan got his luggage and ran away…

All I managed to blurt out was a loud “I HATE you dad!!!” before I ran upstairs to my room.

I cried the whole night long for having lost my beloved brother. My mother tried her best to console me without any success. I kept on crying for several days.

I knew Stan would never come back home. I knew I’d never see him again. I knew I’d never talk to my dad ever again. He had taken me what was most precious in my whole life.

…to be continued…