It was going on midnight, but the reception for my cousin Oliver's wedding was still in full swing. All the family had arrived at my Uncle's lake house, a beautiful sprawling several acres that sat far enough away from any neighbors that no worries of complaints about noise were had. The only problem with so much family, was that there WAS so much family here. I'd always been kind of a black sheep, so I had always stayed away from such things. But Oliver and I had grown up together, I was closer to him than most, so I wasn't gonna miss his big day.
So here I was now, having a smoke in the gazebo by the lake. It was far enough away from the reception where I could still hear the noise, but it was a bit quieter and I couldn't see it since there was a hill between us. And I could still see up the path, thanks to a string of mood lights, should anyone come down so I could slip into shadows should I choose, or so I thought.
"Hey bro!"
"What the fuck!?" I jumped, startled that someone had snuck up on me.
"I thought I'd find you down here Jake."
It was my sister, Trinity, barefooted in a black skater dress that showed a lot of back and shoulders, and carrying a whiskey bottle. She knew I liked whiskey. She was also a little bit tipsy, but she was old enough to drink, being 23 to my 27. We had always been close, always hanging out together outside, yet she stayed home while I left. My weird, little, tomboy sister.
"Yea, I had to get away from all the ,Where ya been, what are you doing these days, why don't you come around more often questions." I said.
"Awe, they just miss ya bro." She said, while uncapping the whiskey and taking a swig.
She handed it to me, and I took a long pull on it. I had had a couple of drinks already, so I knew this was gonna have me really feeling it, especially since we killed half the bottle swapping it back and forth.
I sat down on the bench with my back towards the walk way. There was a wall of shrubs there so if anyone did come down They wouldn't see me. They'd see Trin though, as she was up and spinning around, kind of dancing to the music that could be heard over the hill. I could see from the string of lights we had, the sweat that had beaded up on her face and chest. I don't know why I thought it, but it was rather erotic, seeing her hot and sweaty, dancing around. She was a head shorter than myself, with small but perky breast, and smooth tan legs, and light brown hair. I shook my head to gain myself, and to stop looking at her that way. We'd always been close, close enough to even skinny dip when we were younger and think nothing of it, but that was then, and I've never had thoughts about her body till now. Maybe it was the whiskey.
"Fuck it's hot!" She suddenly exclaimed. "Who has a fucking wedding on the hottest day in August!"
"They probably didn't know it was gonna be this hot Trin." I said, laughing at her.
It was hot, and humid. There were mist fans up by the reception, but down here by the lake, it was just muggy, with only a slight breeze every now and then to cool us. I was now bare footed myself, and had already unbuttoned my shirt over half way when I came down earlier.
"Luckily I was sitting in the back when the ceremony was going on, no one could really see me," she said, "i was able to slip my panties off to let my pussy breath."
"What? Trinity, what the fuck man?!" I said, half shocked, and laughing.
"Well, my crotch was getting hot!" She laughed, "and I needed a hair band."
At this she twirled into a pose where she was pointing at her hair, smiling like a jack ass. I dropped my head and laughed when I saw, sure enough, her panties were holding hair up.
"What the hell sis?" I said while smiling.
"Gotta do, what ya gotta do sometimes." She replied, looking proud, "besides, makes me feel kinda naughty walking round with no bloomers on!"
At this she turned her back towards me, and with a bite of her bottom lip, flipped up the back of her dress to show off her pantiless ass.
I turned my head away quick, even though it was a nice ass.
"Trin, stop flashing me weirdo."
"What? You've seen my booty before!"
"That was then, when we were younger and only when swimming."
"Well," she started, looking sideways at me with a mischievous grin, "a butt shot isn't technically flashing, this is!"
And quickly, she pulled up the front of her dress, flashing her neatly trimmed pussy.
"C'mon Trin, I don't wanna see your snatch! Go show some other guy up there, someone who isn't your brother!" I said, trying to hide the fact that my dick got excited at seeing her pussy. It had been a while for me, mainly by choice as I wasn't interested in dating at the moment.
"They're either taken or some other member of family." She said with a mock pout on her lips.
"Besides, looks like it wasn't too bad of a view for you." She said, slyly looking at my crotch as I tried unsuccessfully to adjust myself without her noticing.
"Stop it." I said, standing and turning away from her. The whiskey was really in my head now, both heads, and her flashing me wasn't helping.
"C'mon Jake, I'm all hot an bothered!" She said, walking up behind and grabbing my ass, "weddings always make me ho...oh, nice ass bro...so horny! I can see your starting to stand at attention, we can help each other out, relieve built up tension!"
She said all this with a sultry whisper in my ear, as she rubbed my ass. It was when I felt her other hand come around front and graze my hardening cock that I decided I need to put a stop to this.
"Ok sis, chill out!" I said, pushing her away, "we're siblings! Brother and sister! We can't do this! Stop being weird!"
"Weird is my thing, I like being weird." She said, with a lusty look in her eyes.
She moved over to the bench with her back towards me, and looked back at me over her shoulder. One hand began rubbing her ass, pulling the dress up a little, while I could tell her other hand was rubbing her crotch.
"It'll only be this one time. I came here wanting to get fucked by the hottest guy here, and that's you my handsome brother."
"You're drunk Trinity." I said.
"Yes, and very fucking horny."
She leaned forward a bit, placing one foot up on the bench. I could almost smell the sweet musk of her pussy right then.
Looking back at me, she slid one hand back and pulled her dress, showing her ass to me again, but slid that hand back down, one finger gliding through the crack of her ass to the moist, wetness of her pussy, now where I could really see it. She casually slid a finger inside herself.
"Oh fuck Jake, my pussy is so wet and hot. Don't you wanna dip your prick in and find out how hot it is?" She asked, a slutty grin plastered on her face.
My drunken haze had me just standing there, staring, dumbfounded. My sister was wanting me to fuck her.
"Please, please, pretty please Jake? Just this once, I'll never ask again!" She begged.
"I can see your thinking about it." She grinned, as I looked down and my cock was ready to pop out of my pants.
"Trinity, stop this, i...
"Hello? Anyone down here?" A loud voice called from up the path.
I rushed forward and pushed Trinity off the bench, into the corner of the gazebo where the wall of shrubbery would hide her from whoever was walking down. I cringed as I heard her butt hit the concrete.
"Ow! What the fuck?"
"Hush!" I said, "someone's coming!"
"Hey Jake!"
I looked up and saw my Uncle Bart walking, or stumbling, down the walkway towards us. I could tell he'd had a good bit to drink.
Trinity was trying to get up, so I leaned forward, against the rail over the bench to keep her down, realizing too late that I now had my crotch in the vicinity of her head.
I looked down, only to be greeted with a wicked grin as she realized this as well.
"Jake, my boy, how the hell are ya?" Said Bart loudly.
Bart was a big, round man, who specialized in talking about anything that had to do with himself. I knew it was gonna be a one-sided conversation, to which I was relieved, but as long he didn't get too close to see my drunk, horny sister sitting on her butt below me.
Suddenly I felt hands tugging on my belt, tugging at the zipper, trying to gain entry.
"Hey uncle Bart, I'm good, how's things with you?" I asked, trying to fight off two hands with my one, as my other hand was on the railing. I didn't want it to look weird.
"Oh, I'm great my boy!" Exclaimed Bart, "money, money, money!" Or so that's all I heard as he starting talking about himself.
He was almost to us when I felt a sudden breeze on my dick. Apparently I lost the fight with Trin, and she had managed to fish my cock out of my pants. I then felt her hands wrap around my cock, and looked down in shock and fright. Bart definitely didn't need to see this.
Trin looked up, smiling wickedly and opened her mouth. All I could do was put my hand on her forehead and try to hold her back.
Bart was now closer.
"Jake, blah blah blah...what ya doin over there son?"
"Oh, nothing Uncle Bart, I was, uh, actually taking a piss!" I laughed, maybe a little too awkwardly. Luckily there was a small bench on the other side of the path.
"Uncle Bart, maybe you should sit down for a bit, looks like the liquor got a hold of you tonight!" I said, trying not look like I was singlehandedly fighting off a rabid racoon, of which Trinity was putting up just as much of a fight. I could hear her quietly giggling as she was trying to put my dick in her mouth.
Bart had finally sat down, and was off into some story about himself, when I felt my hand get knocked away from her head, and a warm mouth engulf the head of my raging hard on.
My face fell in shock, mouth open, eyes wide. Apparently Barts story hit an interesting point for he thought that was what my expression was for.
"I know!" He said drunkenly, "I couldn't believe it either!"
"Damn Bart!" Was my only reply as he went more into his talking.
