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Staying Behind
by Anonymous (address withheld)

***

A brother and sister are left behind in the wilderness, 
while their father helps a friend in trouble. (m/g, 
youths, inc, 1st, oral, anal)

***
 
The trip started out so well... Well... except for 
having the brat. 

Little sisters can be such a pain in the ass and mine 
was no exception. Mom had died a few years ago leaving 
Dad to raise the two of us, so of course we did 
everything together. Most of the time it wasn't so bad 
but still, there were times when I just wanted some time 
alone with Dad. 

Dad was a little bit different than most parents; kind 
of stiff and reserved while at the same time there was 
this sense of danger around him. He seemed to be holding 
himself back, under control or something. 

He was a pilot and had his own Cessna, which was 
outfitted for bush flying and we often went camping and 
fishing to really out in the backwoods places. He was 
very good in the woods but never seemed to really relax, 
even there, always watching and somehow tense.

I figured it was just something left over from his time 
in Vietnam and just part of him.

On one trip, we had landed way up in the mountains to do 
a little fishing and this time there was a fourth person 
along, a friend of Dad's. Sam was an old Nam buddy who 
Dad saw a couple of times a year and who knew about the 
spot where we'd gone. 

As I said, things went well until Sam crouched down by 
the fire the second evening and got this weird look on 
his face and passed out. Thud and down. 

I'd passed my first aid merit badge and Dad knew more 
than I did but Sam was in trouble. There's not a lot you 
can do for a heart attack in the woods and we were a 
long way from 911 help. It was getting dark and a storm 
was brewing, not a bad one but enough to make flying a 
bitch, and not real safe. 

About the time Sam dropped, it seemed like somebody else 
took over Dad's body. He just started to do six things 
at once and shouting orders at the brat and me. In 
almost no time, we had Sam loaded into the plane and I 
had orders to hold the camp until relived and to take 
care of my sister until either he or other help came for 
us. Then he was gone, flying off into the stormy night. 

***

Sis and I spent a little while eating and preparing for 
the storm. We dropped and packed the larger tent and 
anything else that we didn't need so that when somebody 
came for us we would be as ready to go as we could be. I 
guessed that the morning would be the soonest we would 
see anybody and if something went wrong we could be 
stuck here for days but I didn't want to think about 
that too much. Good pilot or not mountains and 
instrument flying and storms make a bad mix, good luck 
Dad. 

We didn't talk much as we worked and while I did the 
packing, she moved her stuff into the small tent, spread 
the bedrolls, and got everything ready for the night. I 
crawled into the tent and zipped it up just ahead of the 
rain and wind. I was surprised to see that our sleeping 
bags had been zipped together and at my questioning 
look, she said she figured it would save room and be 
warmer just in case the storm turned out to be one of 
those summer snows that sometimes hit the high country. 
Made sense to me and so we killed the light and just 
crashed for the night.

We had fallen asleep pretty quickly from all the stress 
but I was awoken by the warm weight of her body on mine 
some time later. She was crying and shaking like a leaf 
while trying to be quiet about it. 

It turned out that she was worried about Dad and scared 
about being left here and the storm was going to strand 
us and the boogie man was going to get her and just 
about everything else. I hugged her as she lay there 
with her head on my chest. 

After a while, she calmed down and we just snuggled. I 
soon noticed that it was quite pleasant to be like that 
with her. I only had on shorts and she was wearing a tee 
shirt and thin cotton shorts. She was warm and soft and 
I noticed that there were curves and bumps that felt 
nice pressing into me. 

Funny how you can see somebody every day and not notice 
the changes taking place. I let my hands drift down her 
back and side and yes, she now had a shape that was new 
and felt quite nice. The skinny kid I was used to was 
gone and a young woman was now in her place, damn. 

As I lay there thinking, my hands continued to drift 
lightly over her back and side and soon she was 
responding to my touch. Acting like a cat when you pet 
it, almost purring and moving under my hands to present 
a new place to pet. Before too long she was rubbing my 
bare chest and our movements bunched her tee up under 
her arms. The warm mounds of her breasts popped out from 
her shirt and rested against my skin. 

Give any teenage boy that kind of chance and he'll take 
it, sister or not, and I took it. At the first touch of 
my hand on the side of tit, she froze for a second and I 
waited for the blast. Nothing happened except she seemed 
to melt into me and after a few seconds she rolled away 
from me just enough to allow me to feel her whole breast 
instead of just the side.

She had a small firm one with a small nipple that 
hardened under my palm. I wished that I could see it, 
but was pitch dark and there was no way I was going to 
stop to turn on a flashlight. 

As I rolled her onto her back to kiss her tits she took 
advantage of the freedom of her arms to skin out of the 
tee so now our upper bodies were naked against each 
other. Neither one us of said a word as we explored the 
bodies that were so strange and yet so familiar. We 
kissed and her inexperienced efforts didn't interfere 
with our passion, indeed they only made me hotter. 

She must have felt my hard dick through my shorts as I 
pressed against her, for suddenly her small hand was 
inside my shorts and grouping for it. When she grabbed 
it she just stopped everything except the movement of 
her hand as she realized what she was holding. 

We laid there for a while until she reached over with 
her other hand and pushed my shorts down. Of course I 
helped and kicked them to the bottom of the sleeping 
bags. While she continued her explorations I tried to 
return the favor and slid her bottom down over her hips. 
At first she kept her legs spread enough to stop the 
shorts from moving but then she both moved her legs and 
raised her butt. Now both pair of shorts were at the 
bottom of the sleeping bag out of the way and I was 
naked with my little sister.

While she was busy discovering the joys of a hard dick I 
massaged her thighs and firm little ass. My fingers 
first encountered a small bush of fine hair, almost 
downy then there were the small tight lips, smooth and 
just starting to protrude from her crotch. The odor that 
was driving me mad was coming from the small amount of 
juices that were wetting the junction of her pussy lips. 

My touch froze her once again as she stopped everything 
until my middle finger slipped into the tight flesh, to 
slide over her clitoris. Every time my finger moved, she 
gasped and before long I was driving her wild as she 
spread her legs and bucked in time with my rubbing. 

It was getting hot in the bags so one of had unzipped 
the top one and threw it back sometime earlier so when I 
moved my head from her tits to her groin there was 
nothing in the way. Twisting around my head could fit 
between her legs I kissed and licked her upper thigh and 
lower belly. 

By now Sis was so hot that the only thing that mattered 
to her was the flood of feelings that owned her, 
feelings that were new and strange but so good, oh so 
good. I had not touched her anywhere except her clit 
before I spread her lips to allow my tongue to continue 
where my finger left off. 

A small flood of pussy juice spread out and wet 
everything around the area when I opened the path to her 
inner being. Being eaten sent her flying higher than 
Dad's Cessna and before long it was hard work just 
keeping in contact with her. 

Now I'm not exactly inexperienced with girls but I've 
never had one that just flew away so completely before. 
If Dad walked in with a marching band I don't think Sis 
would have noticed or cared. Her whole world was 
centered on what my tongue, fingers were doing to her 
virgin pussy, and everything else could just go to hell. 
Not that I had a much different attitude about then but 
she was the driving force behind our mutual passions. 

I'd never even thought of my sister any way except as a 
little sister that was a pain in the ass most of the 
time and now the force of her sexual awaking was washing 
over me and carrying me away with her. I mean I knew 
what we were doing was wrong but I just didn't give a 
shit. The feel, smell, and taste of the small hot body 
under me and its reactions to me drove any thoughts 
other than sex to the back of my mind.

She reached the point where she could no longer contain 
herself and exploded. Her whimpers and gasps became 
screams and cries as the orgasm blasted through her. Her 
body shook and twitched as if she was having a seizure 
while her cunt tried to suck my fingers in and crush 
them as it squeezed like a boa snake. 

The storm left her spent and shaking until she finally 
lay next to me trying to recover. I kept up the motion 
of my hands over her body as she recharged and soon she 
was again responding to my gentle caresses. The gentle 
part soon changed as I became more insistent. After all 
she may have had a mind-blowing orgasm I was still 
hotter than hell both from just handling her and from 
witnessing her climax. 

Soon she was pushing my head down to her pussy to eat 
her again; greedy of her but I didn't mind. This time 
she came much sooner although not as hard and we hardly 
broke off before I was back munching her carpet. Her 
third time finally ended it for her. She was toasted and 
limp while I had a boner that was killing me. I was 
about to jerk off just to get some relief. 

"Can a girl use her mouth on a boy? I heard about it but 
don't know how." 

Oh yah, a girl can and I showed her how. Her mouth felt 
wonderful even though at the time sandpaper would have 
felt good. Warm and wet and soft she was unsure of 
herself at first but with my pleasurable reactions she 
gained confidence and soon had me ready to explode. 

My monster blast caught her by surprise and even though 
she made a valiant attempt to take it all in there was 
jizz everywhere, in her hair, on her face, the sleeping 
bags, hell maybe even the tent roof, and god knows there 
was enough of it.

Now she was hot and I was spent but a short period of 
light petting and kissing [it was weird tasting my cum 
on her lips] we both were ready to go. I stopped for a 
second to search for my wallet hoping to find a condom 
and she noticed. When I explained why I had stopped, she 
giggled. 

"Remember last year when I had to go to the woman's 
doctor. She put me on the pill to straighten out my 
periods. Dad made me promise to behave myself said I was 
way too young to have sex and I guess he was right then. 
But not now, I want to do it with you, I want my big 
brother to be my first. PLEASE." 

Well now how could any teen boy refuse that offer? This 
one sure as hell couldn't and I didn't even try. We 
necked, petted, and just fooled around until she 
insisted that I go down on her once more. Well let me 
tell you what, that lit the fires for sure. 

She climaxed about two or three times real quick before 
I just couldn't stand it anymore and slid up her body 
until my dick was pushing on the entrance to her pussy. 
I slid it around in the wet place between her cunt lips 
until it was nice and lubricated and then slowly slid it 
in until I hit her hymen. Her body stiffened when she 
felt the pressure and when I backed off she relaxed. 

Grabbing a double handful of ass I rammed forward and 
the thin membrane parted. Sis gave a small squeal of 
pain but seemed to recover fast as I just laid quietly 
in her until she began to move, experimenting with the 
new feelings of having a man deep in her. 

I really tried to be gentle but she wanted nothing to do 
with gentle, she wanted to be fucked, now, hard, and 
long. She was making a bunch of noise and really working 
me before I came. I held out as long as I could before I 
blew my wad and when I did the feeling of my spunk 
hitting her insides sent her over the edge with me. 

I think we both sort of passed out then because the next 
thing I remember, it was morning. We were kind of mixed 
up and tangled around each other and the process of 
untangling turned into another round of sex. Short and 
quick and wonderful it was even though it was not much 
more than my dick finding her cunt and the two sex 
organs being rubbed together until we couldn't take any 
more. 

It kind of felt like it took forever but really only 
took a couple on minutes or so. Just raw sex, hot and 
primitive with nothing tender or caring about it, 
wonderful.

We stumbled out of the tent into the early morning 
light. Still nude and still tingling from the sex we 
stood and looked at each other. Really looked for the 
first time, naked and no longer just brother and sister 
and naked in more ways than just being unclothed. Our 
worlds had changed forever and we both knew it and we 
both were unsure of what the changes were or what they 
would lead to. 

I was looking at a girl just now changing into a woman, 
short and slender having lost her baby fat but only 
beginning to wear the body of a woman. Her breasts were 
bigger than I would have guessed from feeling them in 
the dark and her hips had more to them than I expected 
while her pussy was still little more than the slit of a 
young girl. 

The small pubic patch was blonde to match her hair but 
didn't hide anything yet. She was covered with dried cum 
and pussy juice [some of it not so dry too] and was 
beautiful. We walked to the lake to clean up and made a 
game of washing each other off. 

We were handling each other's bodies but the sex was 
gone, it still felt good without getting us all excited. 
By the time we were clean we were chilled and we 
retreated to the warmth of the tent and the sleeping 
bags. The feel of her warm soft body next to mine was 
wonderful but once again there was only comfort and no 
need for sex. We dozed for a bit before we rose to eat 
and dress for the day.

By the time breakfast was over it was clearing off and 
we both started to scan the skies for the small dot that 
we prayed to see. I got her to help me pack everything 
so when somebody showed up we would be ready to go. 
Neither one of was willing to voice the fear that we 
shared about Dad. 

I figured that if somebody didn't show by noon we would 
be on our own and maybe orphans. Knowing Dad I guessed 
he would have gotten on the radio as soon as he could 
reach somebody and relayed our location so we would be 
picked up even if he ran into trouble later. We did 
build up the fire, a few green branches gave us a nice 
smoke signal, and we waited.

The dot in the sky grew and started to make noise. We 
both held our breath until it turned into the Cessna and 
we were crying as it floated down to a feather soft 
landing at the far end of the meadow and taxied over to 
us. We went through the usual hugs and kisses and 
blubbering before we loaded the bird to leave. Sam was 
going to be ok but dad kept watching us kids as we 
worked. 

I don't know what he saw or thought but he didn't say 
anything about it. Our night alone in the mountains 
would change all our lives but that's another story. 

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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