Doug bent down and touched his lips to one of her erect nipples, not in a full kiss but in a lip caress. He looked up into her eyes again to see if she fully accepted what he was doing to her. He saw that she had no objections. Feeling reassured, he took her nipple into his mouth and pressed it between his lips. He let his teeth scrape very gently against the firm point of her hard nipple. She trembled again when he licked her tits with his eager tongue. Then he began to suck her tit gently, all the while kneading her other boob with his free hand. While he sucked her nipple, he held the heavy jug in his hand, moving his fingers against the underside in a massaging motion.
He began pinching the other nipple between his fingers, twisting the hard point of it just enough for her to feel the sensation. She began to writhe in pleasant agony, thrusting her naked boots toward him. He pulled his wet mouth away from her tit. Her nipple popped out with a loud sucking sound. He started planting hot wet kisses all over her other tit.
Chastity had remained relatively passive until now. She could control herself no longer. She reached out and rubbed her hand over her brother's bulging crotch. With all her fucking experience, she had never felt such a huge hard dick as Doug's. Just feeling his big prick pounding inside his tight trunks made her cunt gush. The fact that the big dick belonged to her brother made it the mast beautiful thing in the world to her.
She pressed herself close to him, hugging him to her with her free hand. Doug responded in kind, wrapping both arms around her and drawing her hot vibrant body to him. Her boots crushed against his muscular chest. She let her hand slip down inside his trunks, feeling the muscular smoothness of his ass.
Doug's busy hand went to her sides, slipping beneath the thin material of her bikini, easing the bottom down around her thighs. He didn't bother to untie the laces that held the bothersome thing around her thighs. His fingers found their way behind her, insinuating themselves between the halves of her butt. He felt the downy hair between the full, firm globes of her buttcheeks, soft, delicate, almost unnoticeable.
Chastity's ass was unbelievably smooth to his touch. He ran his fingers up and down the crack of her ass. He felt her clench her buttcheeks, trapping his fingers there for a second or two. All the while Chastity was exploring her brother's ass in much the same way, having managed to push his trunks down until they were held up only by the unyielding stiffness of his hard tool.
Their hot lips met for the first time. Their tongues touched together, their saliva mingling for the first time in a frenzied soul-kiss. Doug tickled the roof of his sister's mouth with his tongue. She responded by thrusting her own tongue deep into his throat, at the same time squeezing his butt with new passion.
Doug had managed to push his sister's bikini down to her feet by now. She was standing there with her bikini top hanging down beneath her tits, still fastened behind her back. Her ass and cunt were exposed now to Doug's exploring fingers. He lost no time in finding her hot twat. He went slowly at first, being careful not to do anything that might shatter the atmosphere of abandoned lust that had somehow developed in the grove.
Doug's fingers stopped when they reached the relatively rough curly hair of Chastity's cunt. He moved deliberately now that her womanly treasure was almost his. His fingers caressed the smoothness of the skin just above her pussy triangle, inching down into the hair above her hot cunt. They continued to kiss deeply, unaware of the world outside the grove.
Doug's fingers traveled down through Chastity's twat hair until he could feel the incredible softness of her trembling cuntlips. Her pussy felt hot and moist to his touch. He knew now that she was lost in the heat of her passion, her cunt dripping hot juice. He felt the slippery secretions of her box on the tips of his fingers as he massaged her outer cuntlips. He was just ready to open the lips of her wet cunt when their peace was cruelly shattered.
Seemingly from a remote world, from the world tat had become nonexistent for them, came a call that froze them both, even in the intense heat of their wild passion. It was their mother's voice.
Something akin to terror gripped tern both when they were forced to realize once again that they were fruit of the same womb, that their sexual explorations were impossible, taboo.
Their mother's voice was loud and clear. She was nearby and getting closer by the minute.
Their eyes met in a strange confrontation. They had both wanted each other and probably would have gone all the way with their lust had they not been interrupted. They could see in each other's eyes no sense of shame, only a sad understanding that they should not let it happen again. They agreed silently to discuss their difficult situation later. Their silent communication passed in a flash.
Doug somehow managed to get control of himself and struggled to pull up his trunks. When he had restored himself to a fairly presentable state, he hurried to help Chastity. She had a great deal of difficulty forcing her tits back into her bikini without untying it, which was out of the question due to the rush. Doug got behind her and pulled her bikini bottom back up and adjusted it as well as he could. When she finally got her huge knockers back where they belonged, they were red in places from her brother's rough fondling and pinching. Doug's hard-on had almost gone down in the confusion, although enough of a bulge remained in his trunks to cause him considerable embarrassment if his mother saw it.
The pair followed the path out of the grove and met their mother nearby. They both realized that no amount of acting could hide their sheepish expressions. They smiled as innocently possible under the circumstances, which were anything but innocent. Chastity hoped her mother wouldn't see the red places on her tits and the thick plug of cock beneath her brother's trunks.
'And where have you two been? I've been hunting all over for you. Aren't you going for a swim with the rest of us?' Rena asked with a trace of something sly in her tone.
'Uh… yeah. Uh… Chastity was just showin' me her favorite… uh… retreat,' Doug stumbled. 'Nice place to… uh… relax.'
'You don't seem very relaxed to me, Doug. In fact you seem a bit nervous. You, too, Chastity,' Rena said, still with an odd tone in her voice that neither Doug nor Chastity could quite pin down although they both noticed it.
'I feel just fine, Mother! Really I do! Don't you feel just fine, too, Doug?' Chastity replied, staring at her mother's ear in an effort to avoid her glittering eyes.
'Sure! Sure!' Doug said huskily, looking down at his feet.
Doug felt as stupid as hell standing there pretending that nothing had passed between Chastity and him. He also felt embarrassed about having to face his mother with the half-stiff remains of a hard-on her own daughter had raised on him. He felt naked. He had to say or do something to break the tension that as oppressive at the moment.
'Last one in's a rotten turnip!' he shouted, feeling even more ridiculous than before.
He was at least successful in giving everyone a chance to get out of the embarrassing situation. At the moment he didn't give a damn about swimming and he knew that it was glaringly obvious. He hoped his mother hadn't noticed his swollen cock.
Rena turned abruptly and started running down the path to the lake. Doug looked at Chastity with the expectation of seeing in her eyes some profound explanation of what had just happened between them. He found none. She merely looked down, shook her head and looked a bit bewildered. They ran side by side, avoiding each other's eyes and feeling suddenly very far apart.
They had managed to talk the problem over that very evening, sitting on the end of the old pier. It had been uncomfortable talking about what had happened so soon after the fact. As Doug thought about the conversation, as he often did, he realized that nothing had been resolved. They had promised never to allow themselves to feel ashamed of what they had done, or almost done. They had also promised not to let it happen again, not because they thought it was wrong but because the results of such a relationship could prove inconvenient for everyone concerned. They both realized, although neither said so, that promises made by moonlight are easily broken.
CHAPTER TWO
Doug's reverie was shattered by the classroom buzzer. He was glad it was the last period of the day. He wasn't too happy about having to parade around the halls with such a boner, though. His dick had been hard for so long that his jeans were wet where his cock had been oozing pre-cum. He swallowed hard and got up, trying to avoid the eyes of the numerous chicks who caught an eyeful of his hard-on. It wasn't so much the hard-on that
