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Sara's Car Trip Ch.1

Date: 10/7/2016, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 93.4, Source: sexstories.com

hand a little squeeze, and she gave me the same. I don't know what came over me just then, I was so happy that she wasn't mad, I began to play with her fingers and sort of rub her palm, feeling the skin between her fingers, and she responded in kind rolling on her back again after a moment. We silently lay there holding hands, fondling one another's fingers until we dozed off to sleep once more. The next day was going to be one of sitting around and waiting, and Sara woke before me, showered and got dressed, and was sitting on a sofa looking at magazines when I walked over in my boxers and sat down. She looked at by boxers and then me, "Good morning." "Morning" I said back, uncertain. No acknowledgment of last night, no accusing stares. I was happy. A normal day. That afternoon we were bored and just wanted to get away from our folks, and they agreed to let us explore a little. We found this little park area with benches and an outdoor food court. We sat down at an outdoor table, cars going by in the distance, and ate our burgers and sodas in the heat and dust. "This is pretty long," Sara yawned and stretched. "Pretty boring," I replied. "Oh, I don't mind it when we're driving, I like watching the scenery," she had this tendency of contradicting me. "Do you know when we get there?" "Dad said just two more days once we start again." I looked at her, "He tells you everything!" "What??" She said in mock surprise. "He told you WHERE we were going before me." She smiled and ... touched her nose, "I asked," and then reached over patting my hand, "Try it sometime, it works wonders." "Here." I handed her my drink. She tilted her head back and threw her long hair over her shoulders and settled back in. "First thing I do when we get there is find the beach, I want SAND between my toes!" "Ahhh," I said like a sage "What?" "Bathing Suit," was all I said, picturing her. "So? I want sun and water and sand for one whole week. We've already lost a day." I stared at her. "What?" "Nothing. Nothing." "Come on. It makes me crazy when you do that." She was leaning toward me, sipping from my soda. "It's only just. When you said that. It's . . . I picture you in that bathing suit." She paused, remembering her show, then smiled. I continued, "Laying out in the sand. I can picture it, that's all." "Yeah well. . ." And she leaned low and forward looking up at me, "You can probably picture a lot after last night." I went beet red. Then whispering, "You like looking don't ya!" "Shhhh," I looked around. "I didn't . . ." She was smiling, playing with the straw, looking daggers at me. "It wasn't like that. I didn't SEE anything." "I Bet! Head under the covers," and she held an imaginary sheet over her head and looking down over her body. "Nope. Nothing!" And she put her hands back down. I looked around. No one noticing. There was silence. She tipped her head down lower, let the edges of her dark hair touch the table top all around. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Blocking the ...