Our resort vacation was quickly coming to an end. We only had a couple of days left. We never did run into Rick and Toni again. As exciting as it was to make love in front of virtual strangers and watching them fuck their brains out as well, we kind of figured it was a one-time thing, at least with them. Pammy told me that it turned her on having them watching, and I told her maybe she was a closet exhibitionist. We did leave the cabin on occasion, but wherever we went we had a hard time keeping our hands off each other. We didn't stay gone long, though, because neither of us could wait to get back so we could screw. When we were inside our cabin, we had dispensed with the notion of clothing altogether. We had either just fucked or were getting ready to fuck anyway, so why bother? As I sat on the couch one day and watched Pammy walk past me, butt naked, I remember thinking there was no way in the world I could ever get tired of seeing my beautiful sister in all her glory.
Finally came the day, though, that we had to leave to go back home. Our parents, knowing we would probably want to have some fun on our last night, thoughtfully booked our return flight with a departure time of 2:30pm so we didn't have to get up early. I doubt if they would ever imagine exactly what kind of fun we were having though. I actually talked Pammy into getting all her bags packed the afternoon before. We laid out the clothes we would be wearing along with our bathroom articles that we would need in the morning. I reasoned with her that if she packed now, we could have the whole night to fuck, as well as most of the last morning. She liked my idea, and after supper we both went and packed. And, just as I had said, we had the whole night to fuck our brains out, as well as most of the following morning.
I awoke that last morning to my sister sucking on my cock. I remember glancing at the clock and it saying 9:12am. My cock was instantly hard, and in my relaxed state, it didn't take long for me to shoot a hot load down my lovely sister's throat, which she happily swallowed. She kept right on sucking me, keeping me hard, then got up and straddled me, impaling herself on my rigid cock. Pammy took my entire length with one swift stroke. I commented on how wet she already was, and she told me that she had been masturbating while waiting for me to wake up. After she had gotten herself off twice, and I was still sleeping, she decided to help me to wake up. She also said that sucking my cock makes her wet anyway. Pammy alternated between bouncing up and down on me to grinding her hips back and forth with my cock buried deep inside her. After about fifteen minutes, I flipped her over on her back and threw her legs over my shoulders. I pinned her knees down near her ears and fucked her long and hard. Pammy came three times before I announced I was going to cum. Pammy begged me to cum inside her, so I pushed into her as deep as I could and emptied my balls inside her warm, wet, pussy.
After that, we just rested for about an hour before taking a shower together and getting ready to go. We grabbed something to eat at the restaurant and checked out of the resort around noon. We had an hour and a half drive to the airport, during which Pammy had completely removed her top and gave me an outstanding blowjob. At the airport, we returned the Jeep, grabbed our bags and had them checked through, then had a drink in a lounge before boarding our plane.
The flight home was uneventful. We talked about ways of trying to find time to be together when we got back home. Our father worked all day, but our mother didn't. We could sneak quickies on shopping days, and maybe late at night after they had gone to bed. But we both knew that wasn't going to be enough. Our parents met us at the airport. We gathered up our luggage and put it in the trunk of Dad's car. Pammy and I rode in the back on the way home. Mom and Dad questioned us about our trip, but they rode with their eyes forward. This was something they had always done. At one point, Pammy snuck her hand over and massaged my cock. By the time we got home, I had a raging hard-on. Pammy could hardly contain her laughter as I raced to the trunk of the car and grabbed a suitcase to hide my condition. That night was the first time in a week that my sister and I didn't spend the night in each other's arms and screwing.
In fact, it was three days before the next available time for us to fuck presented itself. Dad was at work and Mom had a ten o'clock hair appointment. She left the house at nine-thirty and would be gone at least until noon. As soon as she left, Pammy and I were at it. We fucked twice before taking a shower together and getting dressed before our mother got back home. That was pretty much the way most of the nex month went. Pammy and I scrounged for time to be together. Our one reprieve came when our parents took off for a four-day weekend, leaving us alone. Other than our week at the cabin, those were the best four days of the summer. The rest of that month was the most frustrating time of my life.
Within the first week of being back home, we hit out parents with the idea of us having an apartment near campus once school started back up. They said they would have to think about it. We worked on them hard. We both knew neither one of us would be able to stand it otherwise. Then one day, Dad calls us in the living room and tells us to drive up the next day and look around for apartments. So Pammy and I jumped in my car the next morning and went apartment hunting. We bought a local newspaper and checked the ads. There were several apartments for rent, and we spent the whole day looking at them. We knew we had to get a two bedroom to be legit, and we looked at several. The last one of the day we looked at was almost perfect. It was in a small building (only two other apartments), it was cozy and comfortable and within the price range Dad had given us. So we took it. We rented a truck and planned on moving in the following weekend.
We didn't take everything, only what we thought we would need. And we weren't that far away, so going back to get anything we might have forgotten would be no problem. The apartment was completely furnished. The only furniture we took was my entertainment center with my television and stereo and our two computer desks. We moved the next weekend, which gave us three weeks to get settled in before classes started. Pammy and I couldn't have been happier. At last, after a month of trying to find a few moments to be together, we were finally able to get back to enjoying each other on a nightly basis.
Over the next few months, Pammy and I continued to enjoy each other on an almost daily or nightly basis. Since a lot of people at the university already knew we were brother and sister, we decided that we needed to keep up appearances. Even though we are both involved in rather time consuming fields of study and could always use our studies and school work as an excuse for not being very visible around campus and the local bars on our off hours and nights, we thought going out and being seen with other people might be a good idea. So we both "dated" and hung out with friends occasionally. I had a group of three other guys I paled around with and went out with about six girls. These were mostly "friendly" types of dates, resulting only in a simple goodnight kiss at the door. Then I'd rush right home to my dear sister. Pammy went out with two or three guys on occasion, but generally could be seen in the company of girlfriends.
Pammy began to become very close with one particular girl named Rose. Rose was also a nursing student, which is where they met. The two of them would do things together such as shop, go out at night, or study. Pammy brought Rose over to our apartment many times. I liked Rose. She was funny, outgoing, and I could tell Pammy enjoyed being in her company. I was happy my sister had made such a good friend. And even though I was totally into my sister and had no desire to be with anyone else, I would be remiss in not saying that Rose was also a major babe. She was about 5'6" with long dark hair, deep blue eyes, a killer smile and an awesome body.
One night, Pammy and Rose had gone out. It was already past midnight, and after spending the better portion of the night studying, I decided to take a shower and get in bed to wait for Pammy to come home. I had turned on some music and was lying naked in bed flipping through a magazine when I heard Pammy come in. As she walked past my doorway, I hollered to her.
"Hey gorgeous."
Something was wrong. Pammy kept right on walking to her room. She didn't stop or say anything. I tossed the magazine and got up. I walked to Pammy's room and opened the door. There she was, sitting on her bed and sobbing hysterically. I sat down beside her and put my arm around her.
"Hey, baby, what's wrong? What's the matter?" I asked.
"Oh, Jesse," Pammy sobbed. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
"Sorry?" I asked. "Sorry about what?"
Pammy sat up and looked me straight in the eyes. "Oh, my dear Jesse. I love you so much, I really do," she began. "And I'm so, so sorry." She began sobbing again.
"Pammy, you're not making much sense," I told her, thoroughly confused.
"I cheated! Jesse, I cheated on you!" she said through flowing tears.
I just sat there for a minute and stared. I felt like I had been hit with a ball bat up side the head. Pammy was still crying madly as I stood up and turned to walk out.
"I need to think for a minute. I need to let this sink in," I said, still stunned.
"Jesse!" Pammy cried, though I barely heard her. I walked back to my room and lay down on my bed. Sometime, in the early morning hours, I fell asleep, alone, for the first time since we moved into the apartment.
When I woke the next day, around noon, I opened my eyes and saw Pammy leaning in the doorway. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying. She was still in the same clothes that she had on the night before.
"Wanna talk?" she asked.
"Ok," I said and sat up. Pammy climbed on the bed and sat beside me.
"Jesse, I don't know what to say," Pammy began, "except I'm so sorry. I love you so much and it's killing me that I've hurt you."
"How did it happen?" I asked her.
"I don't know," she said. "We were at a bar last night and had a few drinks. We left together and I went up for a few more drinks. We were just sitting on the couch together talking, and the next thing I knew our clothes were off."
