Camping Disaster with sister.

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Jacob Stacey
22 years old 5’11 brown hair and brown eyes with a slim athletic runner’s physique had recently broken up with his girlfriend of 8 months right before considering engagement. He was distraught but he luckily had his sister 2 years his elder at 24 as his best friend to cheer him up. She recently had a break up as well of sorts.

They grew up fairly close as they lived in the outskirts of a small town in the country. Both went on to college getting different degrees but staying tight. Jacob moved across the country after graduating with a degree in fire fighting. He also accomplished a paramedic certification and joined the fire department. He was both a championship swimmer and runner in high school along with being a Eagle Scout. He was a natural on the department always wanting to learn more or get additional training.

He was however hiding a little depression after breaking up with his ex-girlfriend. His sister realized it quickly with lunches and a couple of dinners weekly. He fought with her to anything on weekends when he wasn’t working. She saw a 10 day camping trip for singles retreat and signed both of them up. She figured Jake would enjoy that sort of thing since it was his thing. He fought some but agreed to it.

As they were with a large group to start the hiking and camping, a major storm with tornado and severe thunder storm activity ran through their area. Jake instinctively grabbed his sister by the hand and found shelter as others tried to escape the disaster in another direction. He kept his sister moving toward what he felt was safety. They completely got lost from the group but he was able to find a warm shelter as the storm was calming down. The other issue was that flooding was occurring and this further made it difficult to get back with the group as the waters were in the path between the way he figured the group went.

"Sis you have to trust me if we are going to survive. Just keep moving a little farther." he said trying to be calm. Eventually they reached safe spot and he wraps his arms around his older sister to stay warm and get rest for the night.
"You good?" he asks in almost a whisper

What did her little brother mean, if we're going to survive? They'd avoided the tornado, hadn't they?

Ava wasn't sure that the rest of the group had been so lucky, though. Why Jacob knew to go left when everyone else was going right, she didn't know. All she knew was that her brother had an iron grip on her hand, and he likely would have dragged all one hundred fifteen pounds of her behind him--plus gear-- if she hadn't managed to keep her footing. They'd spent the better half of the late afternoon trudging through dense underbrush, far away from any trail, and every time they thought they'd found their way in the right direction, they were turned away by a rushing torrent of storm waters.

Ava was tired. She was cold. And she was scared. The worst part was, this was all her fault. This had all been her brilliant idea, to get them out into nature, to forget their personal sorrows, and to perhaps restore their childhood bond, which had been hard to maintain with Jacob living across the country. They were supposed to be making memories.

Instead, Jacob was saying crazy things about survival.

Ava pushed that thought away. Maybe Jacob was her kid brother, but he'd been trained for these kinds of situations. She wasn't used to his bossing her around, but, for once, she didn't argue and just did what he said. And when he said it was time to find shelter for the night, she was glad.

They finally found a spot that was relatively dry and somewhat protected from the wind, but everything was soaked, including their gear. There would be no fire tonight. When Jacob put his arm around her and pulled her against him, she again didn't argue. She needed his warmth, but, more than that, she needed his strength. She'd never tell him that, of course. She was the big sister, after all.

"You good?" Jacob whispered as he squeezed her.

Ava couldn't speak. She only nodded. Jacob squeezed her again, but she couldn't stop shaking. "We'll find the rest of the group tomorrow, right?" It was the closest she could come to asking him what she really wanted to ask. You don't really think we could die out here, do you? She leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder, and tried not to cry.

They finally found a spot that was relatively dry and somewhat protected from the wind, but everything was soaked, including their gear. When Jacob put his arm around her and pulled her against him, she again didn't argue.

"You good?" Jacob whispered as he squeezed her.

Ava couldn't speak. She only nodded.

“I will try to find something to make a fire tomorrow morning but this storm is still strong. I don’t know how bad the flooding is. We should be okay in this cave as long as we keep warm by hugging each other...I know not the optimal idea you had to cuddle with your brother…but we will make it through this.” He said

Jacob squeezed her again, but she couldn't stop shaking.
"We'll find the rest of the group tomorrow, right?"

She leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder.

“Ava…I don’t know about the rest of the group. My training and experience taught me to go this way…and find this cave. I hesitate what the group leaders were thinking and doing. I just know I am going make sure we make it out of here alive.” He replied. He kissed her forehead.

“I love you sis. I know its messed to say but I am glad I am here with you than anyone else. You have always been there for me and even now…you mean a lot to me Ava.” He added somberly.

He continued to hug her as he was able to get a few hours of sleep before daylight broke. He checked on her still sleeping then surveyed the area. He came back and woke her up.
“Ava…Ava wake up. I think I spotted a cabin not too far away. I think we can make it. It is our best shot to get somewhere warm.” He said as he knelt next to her.

Jacob's words echoed in Ava's head as she clung to him. You mean a lot to me. She wanted to tell him to lighten up, but her chattering teeth wouldn't let her speak, and when lightning flashed nearby, she nearly jumped out of her skin.

Okay, maybe they really were in trouble.

It was a long night of trying to sleep in spite of the storm and the damp and the cold. The only comfort to be found was in the warmth of Jacob's embrace. All those years of teasing him for being skinny were long gone. He'd sneaked off to college and become a man, and for that, Ava was grateful. She felt his bicep under her fingers, and his pecs under her cheek. A man. Her little brother had become a man. A man who felt good.

Her eyes flew open. What the hell?

"Ava, wake up." Jacob was kneeling over her, shaking her shoulder.

When had he gotten up? She'd never felt him leave her. She looked at him, bleary-eyed. Why was he smiling?

"I think I spotted a cabin not too far away," he said. "I think we can make it. It's our best shot to get somewhere warm."

A cabin! That would be wonderful! Oh, but she needed to pee. "Okay, gimme a minute." She clamored to her feet and went in search of a good bush.

She found a spot, looked around, then laughed at herself. Who would see her? A deer? A raccoon? She opened her cargo pants, pushed them down, and squatted.

Maybe this cabin will have a bathroom. With a hot shower. Hell, a compost toilet would do. And a fireplace. Just the thought of a roaring fire almost made her feel warmer.

When she finished, she noticed the sound of rushing water. She looked back toward the little cave, where Jacob waited for her, then toward the sound. If it wasn't far, she'd like the chance to freshen up before they set out.

She found a creek. It was swollen and rushing, but fresh. She pulled off her outer, long-sleeved shirt, and winced from the chafing of her sports bra. Damn thing wasn't meant for 24-hour wear. She reached under her tank top, unzipped the front of the bra, and slipped out of it. She'd stuff it in her pants pocket and pull the loose outer shirt on. Jacob wouldn't know the difference.

She leaned over the cold water, scooped up a handful, and splashed it over her face. Oh, that felt good. Cold, but good. She leaned over for another scoop, and the wet leaves under her hiking boots gave way. One second she was squatting, the next, she was splayed across her belly with a face full of cold creek water. She yelped and scrambled to her knees. Her shirt! Where the hell did it go? Frantic, she twisted and turned, looking for it. Then she saw it as it floated around the bend of the creek, caught in the rushing current, and disappeared under the water.

She groaned in frustration. Jacob was going to think she was the most incompetent hiking partner in the world. He'd never let her live this down. Worse than that, she was cold and wet again, and now she didn't have anything to cover herself with. Her bra had been wadded up inside the shirt that had washed away.

Brilliant. Fucking brilliant.

The entire front of her thin tank top was wet with mud. She cursed, looked over her shoulder, then pulled the shirt off and dunked it in the cold water. She wiped the black mud from her chest and arms, rinsed the shirt out as best she could, then slid it back over her. Damn, it was cold! A wave of goosebumps washed over her, and her nipples stood out from her round breasts in sharp points.

Oh, to hell with it. It wasn't like Jacob hadn't seen her tits before. Okay, they were much smaller back when Mother set them down in the same bathtub together. Years later, when they were teens and her bras mysteriously wound up in his laundry, she knew what he was doing with them, the horny little bastard. He was more mature than that now.

She walked back to the cave. Jacob stood waiting, his backpack on and holding hers, ready to help her put it on. When he saw her, she swore she saw a smile pass over his face.

"Not one word," Ava growled.

He finished getting their backpacks they were able to at least salvage when the storm hit hard. Most people would have left behind but Jake knew that it might become their lifeline to survive.

He smiled as she returned. Apparently big sister had done more than go pee. She only had a thin tank top now and no bra.

"Not one word," Ava growled.

“Well I am sure a cabin like that may have a good hot shower sis. Maybe some extra clothes or at least a blanket to wrap yourself in than the cold damp clothes we are wearing…uh umm.” He said and cleared his throat.

He led the way as they tracked over some land that was still rough with rocks and trees. No clear path to the cabin as trees were down and water was cover road passages.

“Geesh…we might need to stay here for a few days. I am sure the fire department won’t care with all the time off I have coming…I hope your work won’t say anything.” He said making conversation. Minimizing the danger they were was his thought. He could likely fish and depending on what was in the cabin maybe even hunt. He was aware of most of the cabins in the area were stocked with a survival kit such as canned food and water much less blankets and clothes to ride out a bad disaster like winter or even a storm like they experienced.

“All things considered sis…I am happy to spend a little more time with you since we are both on a relationship break I guess. I wish it was under better circumstances of course.” he stated as they reached the cabin.

The door was locked but he was able to break the lock and get inside. He walked inside and surveyed the cabin. A nice fireplace. Couch and a couple of chairs. Radio. In the kitchen area a table and chairs. Sink and a refrigerator/ice box. He dropped his backpack and saw one bedroom with a queen bed. A full bathroom with shower.

“Good news and bad news. They have a shower…but just one bedroom. I don’t know about clothes.” He said as he found a bow and some arrows to hunt along with a fishing pole and gear to fish.

“I can fish and hunt for food. I think I saw a door to the cellar. I bet canned food and water.” He shouted out as he walked down the steps.

Jacob chattered nonstop on their hike to the cabin. "Geesh, we might need to stay here for a few days. I'm sure the fire department won't care with all the time off I have coming. I hope your work won't say anything."

At least he's not teasing me about being such a screw-up. "I hope they say, 'Welcome back!' At least tax season is over. Nobody's going to miss any accountants for now." Of course, being new to the firm, there would be a stack of grunt work waiting for her, but that was nothing new. With Jacob's finding the cabin, her chances of needing future employment had significantly risen, for which she was grateful.

On the outside, the cabin looked rustic. On the inside, Ava was pleased to see that it was a cozy little place with modern amenities. Jacob was going on about hunting and fishing and what-not; Ava quit listening when he mentioned the shower. A shower! Please have hot water. She kicked off her wet boots at the door, shook her long, damp hair loose from her ponytail, and looked around.

Even better than the shower was the fireplace, and praise heaven! There was a stack of dry firewood in the corner, along with a bucket of kindling and a box of matches. Won't my brother be impressed if I can get a fire started? She smiled to herself and picked up some logs and laid them in the fireplace. She listened to his footsteps as he descended into the cellar. "Call me if you get scared," she teased, but he didn't seem to hear her.

While she nursed the birth of the fire, she went through their packs and pulled out clothes that needed to dry. Note to self: the next time you take such a grand adventure, pack ponchos! Ponchos would have saved them a lot of grief.

Speaking of grief, when she was pulling Jacob's shirt out, his wallet fell out. It landed on the floor, open to a picture of him with his ex. Ava picked it up and studied it. They looked happy in the picture. Jacob still hadn't told Ava what had happened, only that he'd been thinking of buying a ring when it ended. Ava had also recently ended a relationship, nothing as serious as Jacob's had been, but this camping trip was supposed to take their minds off things. She heard thunder roll in the distance and thought, it has certainly done that.

While she stood there, out of the corner of her eye, she saw something small and furry dart across the floor at her feet. With a shriek, she leaped onto the couch. "Jake! Jake, get up here!"

As he descended into the cellar he smiled as he heard his sister say, "Call me if you get scared," she teased,

He did find bottled water and cans of food amongst other survival items. He carried some bottled water upstairs along with cans of food and other equipment.

He heard his sister scream and dropped the stuff at the foot of the stairs and ran over. "Jake! Jake, get up here!"

“Ava..whats wrong?” He said rushing in and saw the furry rodent run across the room.

He laughed a bit and got a broom.
“Yea I imagine we may have to put up with that considering the storm outside and not sure last time this cabin was occupied.” He stated as he chased the animal with no luck.

“On the bright side…I found bottled water…so I assume it is purified. I also found some cans of food. I grabbed some batteries and flashlights. So…if you want to get a shower to warm up…that’s cool. I see you got the fire going.” He stated as he went back over to put the stuff he brought up on the table.

“Did you find any clothes in the bedroom? If not then you can grab a blanket I suppose till our clothes dry.” He asked.

“Oh and I am good with crashing on the couch…unless you want to be next to the fireplace. I only saw one bedroom and one bed.” He added.

"Like I'm going to get any sleep with that varmint crawling around here! Did you see any mousetraps downstairs?"

"Like I'm going to get any sleep with that varmint crawling around here! Did you see any mousetraps downstairs?"

“Oh geesh Ava…I will go back downstairs but camping out…even in a cabin…you are going to experience varmints much less some bugs. But if it would make you feel better…I will sleep with you in the bed and be there to protect you when you wake up screaming so you can beat me in the side of the head with something to wake me up.” He said with grin as he was mostly sarcastic.

“Take a shower sis…wrap up in a blanket or whatever next to fire to warm up…and I will be back up shortly. And no it is not scary down there.” He added with laugh.

He ran back downstairs and grabbed a few mousetraps. He spread them out once back upstairs. He stripped down to his underwear as he anticipated his sister getting out of the shower…so he could use it.

Although now that things were calm and they were going to be okay. The image of her in the tank top and now in the shower was making him aroused a bit. He always did find her attractive…maybe it was wrong and he never acted on it. Still it was lurking around and sometimes relationships failed mainly due to his search for someone like Ava.

Ava smiled as she watched her brother turn to go, and she wondered how many times she could make him go up and down those stairs before he'd tell her to go to hell. He was already hollering at her over his shoulder about varmints and bugs.

Who used the word "varmint" anyway?

She climbed down off the couch and picked Jacob's wallet up off the floor. She looked at the picture again. His ex looked a lot like her, with long, brown hair and brown eyes, golden skin, and delicate features.

Little tits, though, not full like mine.

I shouldn't make fun. Jacob had wanted to marry her.

She shoved the wallet back into his backpack.

He yelled at her to take a shower. What? Did she stink? "You know, you make it sound like I haven't bathed in a week!" Which she hadn't, but neither had he. "You should smell yourself!"

She went into the bathroom and started the shower. Hot water, thank god. She peeled out of her damp clothes, happy to be rid of them, and climbed into the tub. The hot water felt so good! She shampooed her hair extra, for good measure, then slathered it in conditioner. Then she pulled out the razor she'd packed and shaved herself nice and smooth, the way she liked to be.

She wondered if Jacob would shave. She hoped not. The scruff across his jaw looked damn sexy. Couple it with that intense stare he had sometimes, and damn…. Just because he was her brother didn't mean she didn't enjoy stealing looks at him, especially since he'd started working out. He had a nice body. Solid. Lean.

She realized she was rinsing a little more than necessary, sliding her hands between her legs, while her mind wandered over her brother's body.

Shit, stop it, Ava. It was one thing to go camping with Jacob in a large group. To be alone with him here, in this remote place, though…. He was nervous, too. She could hear it in his voice, in the way he kept talking about what they needed to do, like it was a laundry list.

Just relax. The storms will pass, and we'll hike out of here, and everything will be just normal Jacob and Ava, two small town kids all grown up. No big deal.

Through with her shower, Ava stretched the small towel around her thin body and opened the door. She'd forgotten to get a change of clothes, then realized all her clothes were wet, and Jacob had said something about wrapping in a blanket until their clothes were dry.

She went to go to the bedroom, but stopped at the sight of Jacob standing in the living room in a pair of whitey-tighties. Normally, she would've said something snarky, but all she could think was oh, damn. "Your turn," she said, and then she slipped into the bedroom and searched for something to cover up in.

The only thing in the dresser was a worn quilt. It was clean, though, and dry. She wrapped it around herself and went to the couch. Jacob had set out a couple of bottled waters and a can of chili. Chili and water by the fire. What could be better?

He listened as she responded by saying, "You know, you make it sound like I haven't bathed in a week!" He smiled at her last statement. "You should smell yourself!"

He waited patiently by the fireplace after laying down the mouse traps and setting out some food and drink.
"Your turn," she said, and then she slipped into the bedroom.

He smiled as he briefly saw her image. She hadn’t found any dry clothes.

“For record sis…I meant nothing by telling you take a shower…other than I wanted you to warm up and feel good. I agree I need one as well very badly.” He said as he flipped his tighty whities off and went into the bathroom. He took a good long shower with layering up the soap on his body at least three times and rinsing each time.

He finished with washing his hair then went to the bedroom to his backpack. He dropped the towel in the bathroom after drying off. He didn’t even think of any show he was putting on as the living room had a glimpse view around the corner. He freshened up with deodorant but decided not to shave, too much of a hassle.

He took a thin sheet from the closet, obviously used for the bed. It was all he could come up with to wrap around himself. He marched out to the living room for Chili and water by the fire.

“I am glad we are adults…umm doesn’t look any spare clothes or extra blankets are around. So…it might get nippy tonight and we might need to huddle again but without much if any clothing sis.” He said looking at her.

He grinned a bit as he opened the water.
“Probably something we should keep to ourselves when we tell people of our survival story. I mean…our circumstances is a bit laughable. Anyone than brother and this would be pretty hot I suppose.” He added as he shifted due to the outline of his cock showing a bit from the think sheet.

Ava took a drink of her water and stifled a smile. Was Jake trying to hide an erection? Or did she just imagine it? "Yes, well, brother, dear, I'm sure you'd rather be holed up with Megan Fox or Julianne Hough, rather than your stupid sister. I hope you can stand it."

"Yes, well, brother, dear, I'm sure you'd rather be holed up with Megan Fox or Julianne Hough, rather than your stupid sister. I hope you can stand it."


He laughed.
“Well just don’t take it personally Ava. If you weren’t my sister…I wouldn’t mind the circumstances so much. Actually…it will be fine. We give each other a lot of grief and have always teased one another but I really do love you sis. I admire and respect for all you have accomplished and how you have always been there for me. I am glad you pushed to go on this trip…because I don’t think I have ever told you how high I think of you Ava.” He said and scooted a bit closer to her.

“No doubt the storm sucked but that could have hit when we were at home and may have hit our apartment complexes. So, I am at least glad to know you are safe and okay. I don’t mind spending a few days with you…as weird as that sounds. I just hope to not dream about Megan or Julianne when we are sleeping so close together without…how should I say…proper barriers.” He added and kissed her cheek.

“You know by the way…I found a bottle of wine downstairs. I brought up…I know raiding these people’s supplies is not completely cool but oh well. Just asking if you wanted something more than water.” He asked with a smile.

"That's so sweet, Jake." Without thinking, she reached up and ran her fingers through his damp hair. "I love you, too, sweetie." He had an odd look on his face. She'd seen that look before, but not on him. It made her heart beat faster and her breaths quicken. "I think some wine would be nice."

"That's so sweet, Jake….I love you, too, sweetie." He smiled as she ran her fingers through his hair. "I think some wine would be nice."

He got up adjusting himself again as his cock was getting a bit more alive. He went to the kitchen and brought back the bottle as he handed to her once he got back and sat next to her.
“So…the quilt you have. I will at least keep this sheet around me or you can have it when we both get under that quilt. But this is fairly thin…so just warning you that not much is left to the imagination with this thing.” He said with a laugh.

He took the bottle and opened it. He took a drink and handed it to his sister.
“How are you doing…warmth wise? The fire is nice but it still feels a bit chilly. I hate to ask if I can have a little of that quilt before we even head to bed.” He said with a grin.

Ava couldn't help but notice Jacob's discomfort with the sheet. She tried not to stare, though it was difficult, and took the bottle from his hand.

She took a drink of the wine. It was a little dry for her taste, and drinking straight from the bottle was a little tacky, but the maitre d' appeared to be out of glasses, not to mention clothes, and the poor thing was shivering. "Could I have a little of that quilt?" Jacob asked.

Her brother had taken such good care of her, and there Ava was, letting him freeze to death. She stood up from the couch and smiled back down at him. "Close your eyes."

He had a devilish grin on his face, but he did as he was told.

She adjusted the quilt, keeping one end wrapped halfway around her. Then she sat back down next to him, cuddling against his arm, which was quite cold against her breast, and she wrapped the quilt around him and tucked it in. It was a little more skin contact than she'd planned for, but the cabin was cold in spite of the roaring fire, and would get colder as the rainy night continued. They had to take care of each other. "Better?"

She stood up from the couch and smiled back down at him. "Close your eyes."

He had a devilish grin on his face,
“Okay…but really.” He said but closed his eyes.

She adjusted the quilt, keeping one end wrapped halfway around her. Then she sat back down next to him, cuddling against his arm, which was quite cold against her breast, and she wrapped the quilt around him and tucked it in.
"Better?"

“Yes quite a bit Ava…thank you. I am usually pretty good with not getting cold but all of this was getting the best of me. I don’t care to get sick when we finally have shelter and a means to get food and survive decently.” He replied.

He took couple more drinks of the wine.
“I know not exactly classy but we have to tolerate some things I suppose.” He stated with a laugh.

He started making conversation of times when they were growing up and funny events. They were laughing in no time.

“You know Ava…you might be surprised where you would rank on my list for someone I would want to be trapped like this or marooned on a desert isle with. I mean…we do enjoy each other’s company. Most of those actresses likely have the personality of a dish rag.” He stated with a smile.

“Even this…I am at least glad to be spending time with you.” He added and kissed her cheek.

The cold sheet had slithered to the floor during conversation as he had adjusted a bit with his arm around her to even slide an inch or two closer.

The cold was a good excuse to let her brother slide his arm around her, but Ava couldn't fool herself. She loved the feel of her breasts crushed against the left side of Jacob's chest as much as he did.

At first, he set his left hand on top of her left shoulder, but as they talked, his hand wandered down her bare back, caressing her smooth skin. When she shivered from his touch, he squeezed her tighter against him in a gesture to warm her. It warmed her well enough, though not in the way that either of them were pretending. Then he would stroke her skin again, and she could feel his fingers edging nearer the outer regions of her left breast.

He told her more than once how glad he was to have this time with her, and his beard tickled her cheek when he kissed her. She looked at him. He was smiling sweetly at her, and she lifted her hand to his jaw and stroked it. "Too bad your job won't let you keep the beard. It looks good on you."

He smiled.

Then a thought occurred to her. She didn't know why she hadn't thought of it before, and then, before she could stop herself, she was asking him, "Do I remind you of her?"

She lifted her hand to his jaw and stroked it. "Too bad your job won't let you keep the beard. It looks good on you."

He smiled.
“Yea...I know but with the breathing apparatus...that is mainly why they have that regulation." He replied.

"Do I remind you of her?"

He looked at he puzzled.
“No…I mean what do you mean?” He said as he straightened up a little from stroking her back.

“If anything…wouldn’t someone else remind me of you? After all you have the most time knowing me I suppose.” He added with a laugh.

He was more curious than uncomfortable what or who she meant.

Her brother looked genuinely puzzled.

"Your ex," Ava said. "I saw her picture in your wallet. You'd have to be blind not to notice that I look...like...her." Then Jacob's last words sank in. Wouldn't someone else remind me of you? "Oh my god. I don't remind you of her. She reminded you of me."

So many thoughts flooded her mind all at once. Of how Jacob moved across the country, far away from her, as soon as he was able. Of how sometimes, she couldn't get him to return a phone call, but other times, he seemed to need to hear her voice. And of how hard it was to persuade him to even go on this hiking trip with her. He was avoiding her. Avoiding her because...?

Ava pulled away from him to look at him. She was cold where Jacob's body had been touching hers, and then she saw his eyes look first at her face, but then down at her breasts, which were in plain view to him now. She wasn't sure what she saw in his eyes. Appreciation? Lust? He looked back at her face, and she wondered, was it love? Had her little brother been in love with her all these years? "Jake?"

"Your ex," Ava said. "I saw her picture in your wallet. You'd have to be blind not to notice that I look...like...her."

He stared at her as her observation sank in.

"Oh my god. I don't remind you of her. She reminded you of me."

He was silent as in deep thought what to say.

Yes she was probably right. Most of his relationships ended because he was comparing the women or even girls dating back in high school to Ava. He tried to move away to get over this phase but it was so hard like an alcoholic that has a beer or bottle of vodka in the refrigerator. He at times just had to call her to here her voice. It made it worse. Finally he moved back when the job came open. Again he knew it only made it worse but he was tired of denial. At least internally. He never intended on telling her.

Ava pulled away from him to look at him.
"Jake?"

He cleared his throat.
“Yes.” He responded somberly. He looked away for a moment.

He was silent for a moment.
“I have been with a few girls that I would say look a lot like you. I even would admit…the big downfalls occurred when they obviously didn’t interact with me like you do. Jen was a great girl…we had a lot of fun…but she wasn’t you Ava. She couldn’t make me laugh and hold my attention in a conversation like you.” He admitted somberly as he gradually moved his eye to her eyes.

He sighed heavily.
“So…my dark little secret of sorts is out. I don’t want to lie to you but I didn’t want you to think I am a pervert because…I love you more than as a brother should his sister. I didn’t want to ruin it all.” He stated as he firmly looked her in the eye.

Ava stared at her brother while her mind raced. I didn't want to ruin it all. And yet, there they were, standing as on a tightrope. One misstep, and what? Was there a safety net somewhere below? Or just an abyss, waiting to swallow them up and ruin them forever?

Because in that moment, Ava realized she'd been guilty of the same comparisons. No guys she met ever compared to Jacob. Jacob knew her. Understood her. Knew what she needed even before she did. Other guys had just been there, entertainment for her. But she needed Jacob. Her last boyfriend, Ross, had even asked her if she had a thing for her brother, a thought that she'd dismissed as ridiculous, but now she realized the validity of the question.

And with Jacob looking at her through those dark eyes of his, so intently, leaving himself so vulnerable, she couldn't resist him any longer. Everything be damned! She took his face in her hands, quickly, before he could pull away, and she pressed her mouth against his.

He was looking at he intently not really sure how she would respond. Seconds felt like hours. She took his face in her hands, quickly, before he could pull away, and she pressed her mouth against his. He was almost in a daze wit that response.

Again seconds felt like hours as he tossed off the quilt. He pulled his sister to him and kissed her lips hard with passion and twirled his tongue in her mouth. Make no mistake his intention wasn’t brotherly. He wanted her in a sexual manner as her lover.

He pressed her to her back on the couch as he kissed her neck and then kissed each of her breasts. He sucked on her right nipple as his hand massaged her left breast.

“I have wanted you for years Ava…I know its wrong…at least that is what society says but I love you more than anything. I will treat you like a queen if you allow me to.” He stated as he then kissed her lips fully.

“And I know we will have to…keep this a secret. But I want you as mine.” He added in between kissing her skin neck to her breasts.

He was fully locked in as his manhood was fully erect just from her kiss. But every kiss of his own and feel of her intoxicating body, there was no going back and no stopping. He wanted her more than anything in his life.

At first, Ava's mind told her no, this is wrong! If she'd hesitated even a second, her nerve would have left her, and she might never have known how wonderful Jacob's lips were next to hers. As soon as she felt his insistent tongue in her mouth, all she could think was yes, yes, yes!

In a mere second, her brother had her on her back, kissing her hard, exploring her neck and her chest and her tits, and sucking her nipples into his hungry mouth. Between kisses, he talked of wanting her and loving her, words she'd never expected to pour from his mouth, and about keeping their love secret, and she couldn't think anymore, because his engorged cock was pressed against her thigh, and she was torn between wanting him to make slow, sweet love to her, and wanting him to continue with his full assault, and just fuck the shit out of her. There was time for slow and sweet later, wasn't there?

Panting wildly, she shoved her fingers in his hair and grasped his locks in her fists, bringing his face back to hers, his lips on hers, his tongue in her mouth, and she spread her thighs so he could rest his hips between them. She twined a limber leg around his. I want you here. Oh, god, soon, there would be no turning back….

He continued to dine on her skin kissing her breasts with lustful hunger as he did her neck to her lips. She shoved her fingers in his hair and grasped his locks in her fists, bringing his face back to hers, his lips on hers, his tongue in her mouth, and she spread her thighs so he could rest his hips between them. She twined a limber leg around his.

He smiled at her.
“Ava…this couch may not be sturdy for what we are about to do.” He said and got up then lifted her cradled in his arms onto the bearskin rug in front of the fireplace. He took his position between her legs and kissing her lips.

Slowly he guided his rock hard throbbing member to the front entrance of her sex. He kissed her neck up to that point then to her lips as he entered her. As he penetrated his sister’s pussy. She was clearly the object of his desire. He pumped fully inside of her.
“Oh you feel amazing.” He said before stating with long but hard strong strokes in and out of her.

Her skin felt incredible against as being inside of her as her womanhood squeezed his manhood felt so right so amazing. This was like a dream for how long he wanted her like this. Now making love in front of the fireplace on a bearskin rug.