Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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I did not like my bigger -- 24 year-old -- sister. That is why I called her step-sister, what she actually was. I was 21 back then, but what I liked even less was summer holidays with my dad and his new wife. So, I preferred to go hiking with my step-sis instead hanging out with them. She told me that up in the mountains there are caves with hot springs where we could hang out. I did not believe her but I wanted to go anyway.
When we were hiking up the steep and steeper terrain, I was falling a few meters behind my big sis. It was broodingly hot and the air exuded an herbal odour. As she ascended the slopes, I could look at her legs and how muscular they were. Very long and well-tanned, the calved contracting with each step. Around her thighs she had two big black rings, perfect circles -- a tattoo my dad paid for last summer. It made me angry. He would never pay me such a tattoo, his daddy's little girl. But I think I know how he saw her: like her mom, but younger. Aylin was always such a tease; I feel she could not help it.
Even today -- huge hiking boots with woolen socks around her ankles, then nothing. Her little loose sport panties revealed with each step a bit of her butt cheeks, as a shirt she was wearing an extra loose-fit tank top, no bra. Since she was so fit, she also had quite small breast, not even half a handful, and she seemed not embarrassed to provide now a then a short glimpse for those who wanted to see. Even worse, she often inserted her nipple piercings to make men even more insecure. Why she was wearing them today I could not tell, there was no one to impress up here really. Sometimes I felt inferior to her. I was a bit shorter, neither fit nor chubby, and I had neither tattoos nor piercings. We were very different from each other. The only thing I caught her spying on were my breast. I was a D. She was definitely glancing at them now and then, but since I did not reveal them as much as she did, she seemed even more curious.
The sun rose more and more and Aylin's back became all shiny from the sweat. Even down her legs rolled little pearls of sweat, and her little side boob was glistening with the moisture from her armpit. We paused for a while in the shade and had some dried fruits. When I was searching my rucksack, I felt her eyes on my chest. Then she said:
'You know what. You take a picture of me.'
She sat on a stone and peeled a banana and began to eat the fruit. Seriously?
'Take the picture, Cathy!'
I was taking some pics and scrolled through her smartphone to check whether it was a good shot, when I suddenly scrolled too quickly. HOLY ****. Aylin had some nudes on the phone. I just scrolled over some of them but I saw her giving head to a heavily hung bloke and -- WOW. I think there was the back of a long-haired person between her legs... licking her. Did she like girls? I never heard her saying anything about it. Another pic showed not much, but after having seen it, I knew her nipples were not the only part of her being pierced.
'Ey, done there!?'
'Hm? Sure, sure. They are hot.'
'Hot?'
'Ehm, good I mean.'
I remember that glance in her eyes. She was curious about my remark and she thought it unusual. Nothing much happened further after our break. Until came to a very small mountain lake. The water seemed dauntingly cold but deeply ultramarine in colour. We both sweating from the midday sun and I could even smell Aylin when she walked before me. I don't like the smell of most women when they do sport, but hers I found quite ok.
'Who is in first?'
She must have been joking I thought. The water seemed much too cold to swim.
'Com'mon!'
'I don't have a bikini or anything', I stammered, but while speaking Aylin had stripped if her tank top and her was about to take off her shoes. As she bent down, her back reflected the sunlight with its moist sweat and her muscles were tense. Her waist was very small, like a wasp's almost and I caught myself studying her attractive physique. She was now just wearing a white cotton panty with a funny embroidery that looked something like the 50s. I grinned.
