Camping
#1 of Camping
The twins where whining with disappointment, having both looked forward to the camping trip for weeks, and now, their parents told them, they had to cancel it "You dad's got a new job, and he has to meet in every day" they had said.
Hmf, what kind of excuse was that? Their mom could've gone with them if she wanted. The truth was, she didn't, she never did, it was always their dad's idea to go camping.
"But mom", Jake tried, "we could just go by ourselves. We're 15 after all, it's not like we can't handle ourselves." He looked up at her, knowing she couldn't stand for his puppy eyes, the young sheppie having always been able to wrap their mom around his little finger. His sister, Samantha, soon joined in, looking up at their dad as well, "pleeeease," she begged "we promise to behave. We'll even take the bus up to the woods, so we aren't a bother." She offered.
Their parents looked at eachother, sighing softly, "Fine," their mom started, "but I'm driving you. I don't want you on public transportation." The twins jumped out, a ball off fluff as they hugged both their parents close "Yay!" they yelled, "You're the BEST!" Their parents smiled to each other, shaking their heads as the two teens acted like 7 year olds having just gotten a large ice cream. "Now, off to bed you two, if you're going to the woods this weekend, you'll need you sleep." Their dad added.
The twins quickly ran up the stairs, disappearing into their own rooms, not wanting to upset their parents so they might reconsider the permission, but not before giving eachother a loving hug and a goodnight, like they'd done everyday for the past 15 years of their life.
The next day the twins where up early, getting ready for their trip. It would be the first time they where on their own, but hardly the first time they'd gone camping in the woods, having gone many times with their parents. Around 10 they where both tripping at the door, ready to go, looking over at their mom who was preparing to drive them up to the forests "Come ooon," they both whined, "we wanna gooo." Their mom only giggled and shook her head at the cubs, grabbing her purse as she lead them out the door and into the car, jumping in the drivers seat herself and soon pulling out of the driveway.
It was three hours later when they pulled into the parking lot at the national park. The twins quickly jumping out of the car and starting to pull out their backpacks, expertly packed for a couple of hours of trekking to the campsite. They hugged their mom, promised to behave and take care, and to be back at the parking lot sunday evening, no later than 9pm. Then they where off, walking off into the woods, their tails waving goodbye as their mom yelled her last words after them, shaking her head and returns to the car, soon thereafter pulling out of the parking lot, heading home to a quiet weekend without the twins.
By 5:30 the twins had found a suitable campsite. A nice big clearing in the woods, mostly level, and only a short walk from the nearest creak, guaranteeing a fresh supply of water. The clearing was even large enough for them to light a fire without the risk of burning down the forest. "I'm going to head down to the creak, see if I can catch us some fish for dinner," Jake offered, "I don't much feel like living from canned food all weekend." His sister giggled and nodded, "That's a great idea Jaky, I'll get the tent set up in case of rain, then I'll come join you." She smiled at him and started finding the bags for the tent in their backpacks. Jake quickly untied the fishing pole from his backpack, gave his twin sister a loving hug and walked off to the creak, whistling to himself, enjoying the air and the scents of the forest.
Half an hour later, as Jake was sitting by the creak, minding himself, trying to catch their dinner, he heard a rustle in the underwood, not bothering to look, knowing they'd be the only one for miles, he just smiled and spoke out "Hi Sam. Came to help me out?" The last word only just escaped his lips as his sister lunged from the woods, wearing nothing but her black hipsters, pounced her brother and rolled with him into the creak, soaking them both and giggling loudly as they returned to the surface spitting out the clear water. "Hey!" Jake sputtered, "No fair." He continued, and looked at her with a disgruntled look on his face. "I was trying to catch us dinner." Samantha just giggled again and ducked under the clear water before walking out of the creak, bending down to pick up two towels, she threw one of them to him and wrapped one around herself, smiling at her brother, still not having said a word.
Jake caught himself stealing a glance of his twin sisters perfect round ass, the hipsters fitting tightly against her wet fur, giving him a short, but perfect, view of the toe that had formed between her legs. He shook his head, and started drying himself off, making sure to keep the towel covering up his growing erection, hoping Sam hadn't noticed. She walked over, and gave him a big sisterly hug, Jake trying to ignore the feeling of her nipples, hard from the cold, against his soaked chest.
"I'm sorry Jaky, I couldn't help it. I put up the tent and lit the fire, and I think you caught something afterall." She smiled and giggled as she pointed to the large fish wiggling on the ground, having been thrown on land at their surprise plunge. Jake smiled and couldn't help but grin at the sight as well, picking up the fish and quickly killing it as their dad had taught them, wrapping his arm around his sister they walked back to the camp, where Jake cleaned and prepared the fish. It wasn't long before the twins where both chewing away at a large piece of fish, giggling as they told eachother jokes, Jake having completely forgotten the previous awkwardness, seeming to ignore the fact that his sister was still wrapped in the towel.
It wasn't late when Samantha started yawning, stretching her arms high above her head, "I'm gonna hit the sack Jaky," she smiled at him, "make sure to put out the fire before you do the same." She gave him a big hug, the towel had slipped down, revealing her naked chest to her brother, giving him a hard time not looking directly at her, his penis stirring in his pants again, as he hugged his sister back "Sleep tight Sam." He replied, smiling at her, giving her a peck on the cheek and a playful swat on her rump as she walked to the telt, eliciting a giggle from the girl.
Samantha stirred in her sleep, slowly blinking her eyes, catching a glimpse of her cell phone: "3:30am" it read. "Odd." she thought to herself, she could've sworn she'd heard her name in her sleep. "Samantha." There it was again, "Sa...Sa..Samantha." The words where muffled, low, and oddly familiar, but that couldn't be, not at this hour. She slowly turned around, the sleeping bag slipping from her upper body, blinking a couple of times at the sight, she quickly identified the source of the whispering. There, in the middle of the tent, lying on his back ontop of his sleeping bag, was her brother. He was completely naked, his boxers hanging around his ankles, but that wasn't the most surprising part, more surprising was the fact that he was stroking his dick, slowly, deliberatly, from the root to the tip, and what a tip. It was tapered, like a canine cock, making Samantha's maw water at the mere sight, the scent was overwhelming, tickling her most primitive desires. The fact that he was moaning her name, his sister's name, twin sister none-the-less, was only water on the mill. She could feel her judgment clouding, her body reverting to more bestial reactions as she suddenly found her paw reaching out and wrapping around her brothers cock. Jake gasped as he felt a paw on his dick, other than his own. Slowly he opened his eyes end looked over, tracing the source of the paw, up the arm to the shoulder and from the shoulder up to the face. His sister's face, with a big grin on it. She smiled, looked at him and whispered "Let me Jaky." Jake didn't know what it was, or why he didn't protest, but he didn't. Instead he pulled back his own paw and leaned back, letting his sister have her way with his rock hard cock.
The sister that he had moments ago been fantasizing about doing just this, and much more. "Oh, Sam," he whispered, urging her on, "oh God." He started panting slowly as she let her paw move up and down her brother's cock slowly, lovingly. "That's it, Jaky, that's it." Samantha whispered, stroking him still, "You like this don't you. You like your twin sister stroking your cock." It wasn't a question, and all he could do was nod, urging her own with his moan and small bucking into her delicate paw. "Oh... oh yes... I'm... I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum." He whimpered, bucking slower against her, his cock throbbing in her paw. Samantha kept stroking, murring as she felt him throb, and as she watched the pre-cum collecting on the tip of his cock, his knot forming at the base. Samantha got a naughty thought, quickly kicking the sleeping bag completely off of her, leaving her lying on the floor of the tent in nothing but her hipsters, a wet spot having visibly formed near her neither lips. She kept stroking him, faster than before, whispering softly "That's it sweetie, that's it. Cum for me, cum for your sister." She keept stroking him as she slowly moved in position, his cock was between his legs, just below her soaked panties as she keps stroking him, his moans turning to whimpers, his whimpers turning to panting as he finally howled loudly, "SAMANTHAAAAAA!", his thick white cream shooting from his cock, coating her paw and her panties in it's sticky gift.
Jake panted, and closed his eyes, letting out a soft "Thank you," before he slipped off to sleep, leaving his sister lying next to him, her panties soaked in his cum and her own juices.
Samantha looked over at her now sleeping brother, smiling as he looked content and relaxed, and somehow enjoying the thought that she had been a part of that relaxation. She was also, however, acutely aware that her own need had been far from quelled, and the warmth of her brother's seed seeping through her panties did nothing to make her relax, her neithers soaked in preparedness. She looked over at him, her legs still spread she slowly moved her paw down her own body, taking her time, kneading her breasts, making the teen moan softly under her own touch, her hips raising and lowering as she worked herself up. While one paw was still working it's magic on her breast, squeezing and massasing it, teasing her hard nipples, her other paw moved down and brushed over her panties, sending a shiver through her as she felt herself through the panties, and felt the sticky, by now cooler, seed slip between her fingers.
She shivered, rubbing herself harder, making her moan and buck her hips, rubbing the seed into the fabric. She soon moved down and rubbed directly at her libs and clit through the panties, making her moan and shiver more, her nipples hard, as she felt it harder to focus on the movement on her chest. Samantha groaned and whimpered as she rose her hips against her own paw, soon slipping it underneath her panties, letting out a loud gasp as she felt her clit directly now, sending a shiver through her entire body as she felt orgasm roll through her suddenly, the feeling of her brothers cum, her own paw, and the sight of him sleeping right next to her was too much as she was rocked again and again, soon collapsing and falling asleep herself. Her paw still buried deep in her panties, Jake's semen soaking into her fur.
When Jake woke the next morning, her turned over, and noticed that the tent was empty. The memory of last night slowly seeping into his brain as he looked down and found himself naked. He bit his lip, and wondered if it was all just a dream, of if his sister had really stroked him until he came, right here in the tent. And had he really just fallen asleep afterwards? Either it was all a dream, which he almost hoped, or she was bound to be pissed off. His ears drooping, he pulled on a pair of loose fitting pants and a large t-shirt, crawling out of the tent, to find his sister bent over a lit fire, wearing very small hot pants and a bikini top, her rump right in his sight as he exited the hideaway. He stood up, trying to pry his eyes away from that sweet rump, he let out a small cough, smiling shyly as she turned and looked at him: "Hi Jake, breakfast?"