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 May's Beachfront Show Tags: Pokemon, May, Max, Brother/Sister, Foodplay,
Incest, Insertion, Consensual, teasing, Exhibitionism, nudism, peril.

   May looked around nervously for any sign of an Officer Jenny on the
beach.  Her attire, a set of three bandaids over her nipples and the slit
of her crotch, wasn't exactly appropriate for the beach, and she didn't
want to get arrested for it.  Although, the thought of getting caught had
it's own perks, May thought to herself as she felt her nipples hardening
under the scant concealment of the band-aids.

   May couldn't remember ever being as excited as she was now, nearly naked
at a public beach.  She could see the other people on the beach looking at
her, sneaking glances and whispering to others nearby, pointing her out. 
Now that she thought about it, even her brother Max was sneaking a peek
here and there when he thought she wasn't looking.  May added an extra
wiggle to her hips as she walked ahead of him, just for fun.

   "Come on May, you've had your fun." Max said nervously.  "This is a
public beach!  If someone catches you we'll get in trouble!" May looked
back at him, and smiled a bit, noting how his swimming trunks were slightly
tented in front of him.  Despite his protests Max was enjoying her body
just as much as some of the other people on the beach.

   As May was looking around, enjoying the people staring at her nearly
naked body, something caught her notice.  A grill, one of those standard
half oil drums with a grate on top of it.  May grinned.  A couple weeks
back May had caught her brother reading one of Brock's cooking magazines, a
Girl Cooking Magazine.  Girl cooking was legal in Sinnoh, though rare, and
never in public, and the girl coking magazines always had beautiful spreads
of naked girls before and after cooking.  May was pretty sure her brother
was reading the Magazine for the opportunity to look at the naked girls,
but...

   "Sis!  This is a bad idea.  Just stop for a few seconds and get
dressed."

   May headed towards the grill, as a fun idea occurred to her.  Briefly
checking behind her to make sure that her brother was still following her,
she pushed herself up onto the grill, noting that the last people to use it
had kindly refilled the charcoal in the grill before they left.  Taking a
brief look around to make sure there were no Officer Jenny's in sight, May
settled onto the grill, sitting with her legs dangling off of it as if it
were a stool.

   "You know Max, I think you're having as much fun as I am at this." May
mentions staring at the front of her brother's swim trunks.  "I don't think
you want me to put on more clothes at all." May opens her legs apart
slowly, revealing her barely concealed crotch, only one band-aid between
Max and a fully unobstructed view.

   May's legs stretched as wide as they could go, forcing the band-aid even
tighter against her skin, she could feel the adhesive strips beginning to
peel back at the edges as she stretched them just a bit too far.  Max's
eyes were riveted to her.  May started massaging her left breast with one
hand, careful not to let her fingers block her brother's view of the tape.
May's other hand slid down her bare stomach till her fingertips reached the
top of the band-aid.  "This band-aid is starting to peel off.  I'm going to
help it along.  But if you're not having fun, you don't have to watch."

   "No, I-" Max stopped realizing that if he told her he wanted to watch
then he probably wasn't going to be able to get her to put her bikini back
on.  Still, he hadn't ever seen a girl's pussy outside of one of Brock's
magazines...  and even if it was his sister's, a fact which made him all
sorts of uncomfortable, he couldn't quite bring himself to tell her no.

   May smiled, enjoying teasing her brother even more than she enjoyed the
feeling of total strangers staring at her almost naked-body earlier.  Which
isn't to say that that had stopped either.  There were a number of people
staring at her right now as she fiddled with the edge of the band-aid, her
fingers moving across it to grip the looser bottom edge.  "So, Max?  Do you
want to watch me pull it off or not?  I'm not gonna do it until you
answer." May teased her bother, already pretty sure of what his answer
would be.

   "I..." Max knew this was a bad idea, but how many times would he have
this opportunity?  "I want to watch."

   May smiled as a tremble of arousal flowed through her from Max's
admission.  "Well, if you want me to..." May slowly began to peel the
bandage away from the bottom up.  Each inch revealing a new portion of
May's heavily flushed and damp lower lips to Max's view.  With just how
excited this was making her, May wouldn't have been surprised if the
band-aid had fallen off in the next few minutes without her help.  Max's
eyes were riveted on his sister's cunt as she pulled off the band-aid
completely, pulling the hood over her clit back just enough to give Max a
completely unhindered view before the strip was gone letting May's flesh
settle back in place.

   May could see the desire in her brother's eyes as he stared at her cunt.
He wanted to touch it, he wanted to play with her cunt.  May adjusted
herself a bit more comfortably on the grill.  She was breathing heavily
from her own arousal now, and remembering catching her brother with Brock's
magazine a new idea came to her.  "You know Max, there's this grill right
here, and we did bring some veggies to snack on..." May was pretty sure
that Max was reading those magazines for the naked girls, but what if he
wasn't?  Just the thought of doing it in public was sending shivers down
her spine, she had to ask him.  "I'll tell you what, If you want to, I'd
let you cook me.  Right here, on this grill.  In front of everyone on the
beach."

   Max's eyes grew wide at May's proposition.  "Really?" he asked
nervously, not quite sure he'd heard her right.

   May was surprised at her brother's interest, she wasn't sure he'd go for
it.  "Really.  If you want to cook me I'll let you do it.  If you want to
play with my cunt, or stuff me with those veggies in the lunch basket, go
right ahead.  However far you want to go is up to you.  Just don't tell me
your decision.  I'll let you go as far as you want, even cooking me
completely." May looked from Max to the bag of food, it was full of carrots
and corn and cucumbers as well as some other less filling snacks.  "You
don't even have to make a decision right now now, why don't you stuff me
while you decide whether too cook me or not." May paused, "Or if you want I
could put back on that Bikini you've been telling me to wear and we can go
home."

   A chance to play with a real live girl's pussy, even if it was his
sister's?  Max wasn't about to turn that down, and he had to admit, May's
proposal, about letting him cook her was pretty appealing too.  He wasn't
sure if he'd take it, it was still a bad idea to be naked on the beach like
this, but he didn't have to make a decision yet right?

   May watched her brother's eyes as they eyed up her cunt.  He was
unconsciously hefting the bag in one hand, but she wasn't sure just yet
what he'd decide.  The feeling of putting her life entirely in his hands
was more than a bit arousing, and May's pussy was already sopping wet in
anticipation of what he might do to her.

   "Well?" May asked reaching down with both hands to spread her soft pink
cunt as wide as could for her brother's view.  Dimly, May could tell that
the crowd on the beach was closer now, watching her more intently, but ever
since she had given Max permission to cook her they just didn't seem as
important as they had been.  "Do you wanna stuff me or not?"

   Max reached into the lunch bag and grabbed something the first piece of
food he could.  A cucumber, it was long, and smooth and shiny, save for a
few bumps here and there, it was perfect for stuffing his sister.

   May's vision narrowed so that the cucumber was all she could see.  He
was stuffing her, did that mean he was going to go all the way?  She wasn't
sure, but the thought was making her sopping wet.  Even as her fingers
pulled her cunt open as wide as she could manage, May was massaging her
clit with a spare thumb, rubbing herself to the thought of her brother
deciding to end her life in public on a whim.  Max lined up the cucumber
with his sister's gaping slit, his own lust making him more comfortable
with the fact that it was his sister than he was before.  Max slid the
cucumber home into his sister's cunt.  It went in easily at first, where
she had spread herself for him, but as it pushed past his sister's groping
fingertips the cucumber became harder to force in.

   May gasped as the green fruit touched the convulsing walls of her cunt.
With each breath May's own muscled tried to squeeze the fruit out of her,
but her brother only forced it further into her in response.  May panted as
the tip of the cucumber hit her cervix.  "That's...  that's as far as it'll
go Max." May managed to get out before her brother let go of the fruit,
leaving it inside of her.

   The crowd around her had grown and all of them were unabashedly watching
her performance now.  May couldn't help but feel a bit more aroused at
that, and part of her wondered if all the crowd would see was her brother
stuffing her, or if they'd be seeing her cook today, maybe even partake in
her meat?

   Thoughts of the future halted in May's mind as her brother pulled out
his next piece to stuff her with, an entire cob of already peeled corn. 
May pulled her fingers out of her cunt, realizing that with her knuckles
brushing against the skin of the cucumber already inside her there was
probably enough room for the newest intruder, so long as her own hands
weren't blocking it.  May watched her brother's face for a sign of his
intent, had he already decided to cook her?  But Max was so intent on
forcing this newest invader into her cunt that she couldn't read his
expression.

   May gulped as her brother pulled her one of her sensitive lower lips
aside with one hand making just enough room for the tip of the corn cob to
enter her.  May's hands were split between rubbing and squeezing her own
sizable tits as she waited for him to stick it in her.  The progress was
slow, but as max started to push the corn into her cunt, May's world
exploded.  She hadn't anticipated just what the bumpy outside of the corn
would do to her as it rubbed against her already sensitive walls.  Each new
ridge of corn sent May higher and higher as her Brother forced it in.  Max
pushed as hard as he could, forcing his shoulder into it as he stuffed his
sister.  She was certainly wet enough to handle it, she was dripping enough
that his hands were damp from even the slight contact he'd had earlier, but
the Corn rubbing against both the cucumber and her inner walls caused
substantial friction even with the moisture.

   May's cunt ached.  She was stuffed more full than she'd ever been
before, and her brother hadn't even finished yet.  She could see the crowd
around her, staring at the scene in shock, but that didn't matter to her.
The corn cob had almost hit her cervix and she still wasn't sure whether
Max had decided to cook her or not.  May's eyes widened as her brother
pushed the corn in with all his might causing her whole body to rock back
from the force.  Her tits jiggled in her hands as the tip of the corn hit
her cervix, the force of the thrust pushing her back against the grill
itself and the volume of objects in her cunt preventing her from getting
all the way back into a sitting position again.  May gasped at the abuse as
it pushed her right next to the edge of orgasm.

   May whined as her brother abandoned his grip on the corn cob to reach
into the bag once more.  She was so close!  One hand reached down to
massage her clit, even as the other squeezed one of her nipples beneath its
band-aid.  When her brother arose again he was holding another corn cob,
and to May's eyes this one looked even bigger than the last one.

   "This is it then you'll be fully stuffed Sis." Max said regretfully, May
gasped, was he going to cook her after all?  She trembled in anticipation
as Max lined up the last piece of food.  Though she couldn't see it, the
previous cucumber and corn were horizontally next to each other leaving a
small gaping space at the top, right beneath May's clit.  Max lined up the
tip of the cob and pushed it just slightly, into the entrance.  May
trembled in fear and anticipation, this was it, after this she'd be stuffed
and Max might just cook her.  He certainly looked excited enough to do so.

   May's fear heightened the sensation as Max drove the corn cob into her
sopping cunt.  The outer lips of her cunt were being slightly drawn in by
the force, just enough to pull her clit into contact with each and every
kernel as it passed into her.  May fell over the edge into the best orgasm
she'd ever had.  The combination of the staring crowd, the helplessness of
not knowing whether she'd live or die, the taboo of having her own brother
do this to her, and the sensation of the corn pushing against her cunt
stretching her fragile snatch as far apart as it could go, forced her into
a mind-blowing orgasm that went on and on as Max continued to thrust the
corn inside her.  May could barely move her legs her hands were limp
against her tits as she collapsed against the grill's grate.

   But even after her amazing orgasm May could feel her cunt straining from
the abuse as her brother tried to fill her cunt completely.  She could feel
her battered inner walls stretching wider than ever as Max forced his whole
body into shoving the last corn cob even further inside of her.  May felt
like she could break at any second from the strain, and she still didn't
know whether he'd decided to cook her or not.  Not that she was in any
position to resist after that earth shattering climax.  With her cunt this
full she'd be very surprised if she could walk unaided, much less flee Not
that she would resist even if she could.

   May's mind was in a white haze from the orgasm and the punishingly
erotic sensation of her straining cunt.  She could see her brother forcing
the last piece of fruit into her fully stretched out depths.  The skin of
her pelvis in front of her cunt revealed to everyone around them the
stretched outline of the last piece of corn, Max had forced it in almost to
her cervix now.

   This was it, the final stretch.  Throwing his weight into it Max force
the corn in the last few inches.  May could feel it resting against the
entry to her womb now, she had never been streched so completely in her
life.  The sensation was exquisite, and it took a few seconds before she
finally realized her brother had stopped stuffing her and was looking down
at her from above her.  "So?" She asked, "are you gonna grill me?"

   Max paused considering it for a second, the thought of her roasting in
front of him passing though his mind before he answered.  "Nah, I can't
lose you just for a thrill sis, no matter how incredible it'd be."

   May let out a breath she didn't know she was holding.  Relief flooded
through her, along with just a twinge of disappointment, it looked like she
wasn't going to be cooking after all today.

   "Well, if you're not gonna cook me, I guess there's no point staying
around where we can get caught." May said finally realizing just how large
the crowd had grown while she was out of it.  She tried to slide off of the
grill but only managed to collapse to her knees in the sand, unused to
trying to walk while so completely stretched.  Her legs couldn't Squeeze
together any further, and she faw forced to move them as if there were some
sort of invisible Rapidash between them as she struggled to get up.  With
her knees still trembling from her earlier activities, Max helped her to
her feet.  May thought about pulling out the food stuffing her, but
realized that after the display they put on it was probably better to leave
as quickly as possible, well, that and the feeling of being stretched as
she was right now wasn't something she wanted to go away any time soon. 
With one arm resting on her brother for support, May waddled bowlegged and
completely stuffed back home from the beach.
   The End