“Xavier!” I admonished her in wild-eyed surprise, still trying to keep my concern in a whisper, but all she did was smile wickedly looking back at me, and then picked up the summer sausage, slipping it beneath the table, and then down between her legs. Mesmerized, scared shitless, I watched as she pressed one end of it against herself, teasing her lips as they wrapped around one end of it. I could clearly see the hard nubbin of her clit as she rolled the end of it up and down her very juicy looking split, teasing herself pleasurably, erotically, though I was once again extremely nervous by her actions.
Xavier continued to semi-fuck herself with the sausage, as I sat watching her, looking up, and then looking down again.
“Want some?” she asked wickedly, and once again a little too loudly causing mom to look back in our direction.
“What have you got?” she asked. Luckily, the back seat still hid most of our movements and everything else. Xavier hurriedly held up the sausage showing it to her. “Just some spicy summer sausage,” Xavier responded, grinning a bit too broadly for my comfort.
“Oh? I didn’t think I got any of the spicy sausage,” mom responded back. She didn’t much care for sausage, though dad certainly did, and he immediately let Xavier know to cut him off a piece. I sat in disbelief as she only then placed it on the board, her sweat pants still down around her knees as she sliced off one end,
only then tearing away the outer covering from around it. As mom looked forward again briefly, Xavier used that moment to slip her sweat pants back up her legs. I breathed a momentary sigh of relief as she did, but then panic once again set in as she had purposely sliced off the end she’d been using on herself and then stood, taking up a good sized couple of slices up front to dad handing those to him. She returned, an even more devilish look on her face as she took her seat, now sitting across from me where all this had started in the first place.
“I can’t believe you just did that,” I more mouthed to her than actually saying it. I knew the sausage had still been wrapped as Xavier had used it to masturbate with, but the fact she’d still cut off that particular end of it instead of the other was evilly decadent. All she did however was again smile, and again lift her tee shirt up and over her breasts, once more playing with, and teasing me as she fondled her breasts and nipples.
I was forced to endure the next twenty minutes of watching her do this when we finally reached the turn off towards the lake.
“Another twenty minutes and we should be there!” Mom called back unnecessarily, adding. “It’s still pretty cool up at the lake yet, maybe you should consider putting on something a bit warmer until later on this afternoon.”
The motorhome had two bedrooms. One of course was the master bedroom that could be made into a much larger bedroom, though since we’d be staying in the cabin, we wouldn’t need to do that. Our room was much smaller, though still roomy enough for two single twin beds. A simple pull curtain divider could be used separating each, giving us some measure of privacy when needed.
“Good idea mom!” Xavier called back at her, and then slid out of her seat motioning to me to follow her back. “Come on Rob,” she told me. “Let’s get changed, dad’s going to want and need our help hauling stuff in when we get there,” she spoke loudly enough for mom to have overheard her. She smiled upon hearing that, glad to see her children were willing to help unpack, and settle in after our arrival before simply running off down to the lake the moment we got there.
I knew however that Xavier had ulterior motives as we both slid out of our seats heading back down the hallway towards the two bedrooms. We soon entered ours stepping in, Xavier immediately latching the door, securing it. It wasn’t at all out of character for us to do that, changing simultaneously, especially as we had, and had used the privacy curtain in doing so before, which Xavier now pulled on, dividing the two rooms.
“Just in case,” she said, looking at me with a smile on her face. I stood as she quickly and easily slipped out of the little she was wearing so that she now stood in front of me entirely naked.
“Finger me off,” she half begged. “Before we get there.” Xavier had leaned against the door, half listening, though we were both reasonably sure mom wouldn’t get up and out of her seat now since we were nearly there. But we couldn’t stay there for very long without getting redressed either and reappearing. “Hurry!” she implored me, once again fondling those soft full breasts of hers,
working her nipples with a half-glazed look in her eyes. I walked over, standing directly in front of her now, reaching down. My finger slipped easily into the juicy wet folds of her pussy, caressing her succulent wet slit, slipping in and out of her with extreme ease as she moaned around the quick playful impalement. “Put in another!” she now urged…”And fuck me! Hurry up…make me cum!”
I leaned over taking one of Xavier’s nipples between my lips, sucking it, simultaneously adding a second finger to her wet juicy fuck hole, now fingering her firmly, wildly as she tossed her arms around my neck, holding on to me now as I did so.
The one thing I had learned about Xavier, hearing me talking dirty to her, increased not only her pleasure, but seemingly helped to hurry it along too. And at the moment, that seemed to be a pretty good idea at the time.
“You like it when I finger-fuck you don’t you sis?” I asked.
We both knew we weren’t, and never really had considered ourselves as true brother and sister, but saying it at times, for whatever reason, seemed to add that additional spice of naughtiness to whatever we were doing.
“Oh fuck yes!” she moaned pleasurably, wantonly. “I love it when you play with my cunt!” she now tossed out, once again using a word that she rarely ever did, preferring the word pussy more often than not, rarely saying the “C” word as she called it unless she was extremely horny. Obviously…she was. “Fuck my hot naughty cunt!” she half hissed now, grinding herself against me as I continued thrusting my fingers in and out of her, my lips half chewing on the hard gum-dropped sized nipple I still held inside my mouth.
“Are you going to cum all over my fingers?” I mouthed around her tit, still sucking it. “Are you going to make them all sticky wet with your female cum juice?” I pressed hearing her begin to pant, knowing as she did so she was drawing ever closer to actual release.
“Yes!” She moaned audibly, simply, though I knew even that couldn’t be heard through the closed door and that far forward into the cabin. Had mom gotten up however and entered the sitting area, she might have. And the thought of that worried me a little, yet simultaneously adding even more to the excitement and danger of what we were doing. “Fuck my cunt,” she said again, and then surprised me to some degree, “OH God Robbie, I wish I had your cock inside me!” she cried out, and then came.