If you haven't read Part 1, I suggest you read it before reading this one. Enjoy!
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Hannah and Joe were eager to get on the road to Gettysburg. It would take about 2 hours, and they decided to get breakfast on the way. They got up early and were on the road by 7 AM. Neither of them said anything about what had gone on the night before. In fact, both siblings were lost in their own thoughts and didn't talk much at all until they stopped for breakfast, about 30 minutes outside of Gettysburg.
"You're not saying much this morning," Joe observed as he took a big bite of pancakes. "Are you excited?"
Hannah smiled. "Of course I'm excited! I'm glad you got online and got tickets for that bus tour. We still have plenty of time, don't we?"
"Unless we get into traffic, we have more than enough time. When you were showering I got on the phone and found us a place to stay. I booked 3 nights. Is that okay?"
"You didn't get two rooms?" she teased.
"Did you want me to? Maybe I should..."
"Hush. We're not wasting money on two rooms. Besides, I like... everything," she grinned.
"Well, I think we should kinda settle down, don't you?" Joe asked seriously. "I think we should cut the beer out."
"Whatever you say, Big Brother," she said, sarcastically.
The siblings arrived about an hour before their bus tour was to leave. They spent that time going through some shops and into a small museum. The bus was a double-decker bus. They chose to sit on top. The tour took them west of the main battlefield, where the battle had started, and then through town, south of town to the two "Round Tops" and then to the area where Pickett's Charge had taken place on July 3, 1863. As Hannah and Joe both knew, this was considered by many to be the turning point of the Civil War. Never again would troops from the Confederacy invade the North.
Hannah was so enthralled with the tour, getting to see so many landmarks that she had only read about, that she barely even thought about the illicit behavior in which she and her brother had been engaged. When her mind did wander to the events of the last two nights, she tingled all over and, though she didn't mention it to her brother, she was eager for more.
After the tour was over, they grabbed a quick bite of lunch and then began touring the battlefield on their own. They visited the National Cemetery, Culp's Hill, Devil's Den, and the Round Tops, two small hills that were well-known landmarks on the battlefield. Big Round Top was the larger of the two hills, but because it was heavily wooded during the battle, it had seen little action. Little Round Top, however, had been the scene of fierce fighting. It was covered with monuments. Devil's Den was an area of huge boulders where many soldiers, from both sides, had fought and died.
"Han, it's 7 PM!" Joe realized that he had not checked the time for hours. "I had no idea!"
"I'm ready to eat," Hannah said. "Not pizza, though. I've had enough pizza for a day or two."
They headed toward their motel, which was located a few miles south, just over the state line, in Maryland. Joe suggested that they eat fast food; Hannah readily agreed. They settled on McDonald's, then headed for the motel.
"If you need to pee - or anything - do it now because I need a shower, bad," Hannah said.
Joe found a ballgame on the TV to watch while Hannah showered. He wondered what the night would hold. The room had two beds. Would Hannah still want to sleep in the bed with him? Should he allow it? He was torn. He knew what they had done was terribly wrong, but his sister was so sexy and so beautiful. She was utterly irresistible. He told himself that he was going to behave himself, that he was the "adult" here, but when Hannah emerged from the shower, dressed only in panties and a cut off tee shirt that barely covered her pert breasts, he knew he couldn't resist her.
Hannah smiled knowingly at him. He swore that she was posing with every step she took. She certainly knew how cute she was. She had to know the effect that she had on him. He knew that he should beat off in the shower so as to not be so horny for his little sister, but he knew he wouldn't. He wanted a repeat of last night and he was glad that neither his, nor his sister's, senses would be dulled by alcohol.
Joe thought about Hannah, and how she was dressed, while he showered. His cock became fully hard. He thought about putting his jeans back on so as to cover it, but decided that if Hannah could prance around almost naked that he could, as well. He pulled on his boxer briefs, which did nothing to hide his raging boner, and came out of the bathroom.
Hannah was laying on the bed, on her side, looking at him. Her eyes settled immediately on his crotch. He knew he should do something to hide his erection, but if she wanted to look, let her look. He walked, purposely, to the other bed and started pulling the covers down, as if he was going to get in the bed.
Hannah laughed. "Yeah, right! You're not getting in that bed!"
Joe could barely keep from laughing at her. He tried to look solemn. "I'm tired, Hannah. That's your bed - this is mine. You can watch TV if you want. I'm going to sleep."
Hannah snorted and jumped off her bed and jumped on him, pulling at the elastic on his briefs. Joe lay back, amazed at what she was doing, but not doing a thing to dissuade her. She soon had his boxer briefs off of him and was between his legs, kissing his hard cock.
"Shit, Hannah!" was all he could think of to say.
"I love to play with it!" she squealed as she bent over to lick at it. Then she took it in her hand and, opening her mouth wide, took the head into her mouth.
"Fuck, Hannah. You're going to make me cum, doing that!" he moaned.
Hannah tried to take a bit more of him in her mouth, but gagged. She looked up at him, smiling, as she stroked his saliva-slickened cock. She paused and lifted the tee shirt over her head, then stood and removed her panties. She stood there long enough for her older sibling to get the full effect of her naked body. She knew, full well, that he thought she was incredibly sexy and she intended to feed his lust for her. She felt powerful - in total control of this situation. It made her even hornier. She lay on top of him, mashing her breasts into his chest. She looked into his eyes and then kissed his lips. They were soon French-kissing, their tongues wrestling with each other.
Hannah could feel his hard cock against the wet furrow of her pussy. She sat up, resting her bottom on her brother's thighs, as she took his hard cock and rubbed it on her wetness. She looked at her brother to see if he liked it as much as she did. She moved so that she was straddling him, her knees on either side of him. She rotated her hips so that his tumescent cock was rubbing deliciously on her wet pussy and clit. She closed her eyes and rocked against him, leaning back, thrusting her firm young breasts upward and pressing her pussy against the entire length of her brother's rock-hard cock.
Joe took her breasts in his hands and gently massaged them, tweaking the nipples. He managed to sit up, his legs on either side of her, as she continued to wiggle around and press herself against his eager young cock. His sister's hot little pussy! He pulled her to him, kissing her face and mouth as they ground into each other, then he kissed and licked and sucked her breasts as she moaned and pulled at his hair, urging him on. By now, their lust for each other was almost out of control. The natural, instinctual, need to breed, to procreate, had totally overwhelmed them. Everything felt so good, so right, and neither of the siblings any longer felt any embarrassment. They both were eager to enjoy the carnal pleasures of each other's body. Hannah craved her brother's cock in her mouth and in her virginal pussy. She longed to know what it would feel like to have him deep inside her, spewing his load of seed. She almost came from the very thought of it.
"I want to do it," she whispered.
He stopped long enough to look in her face. "You're going to cum?" he asked.
"I want to - have intercourse," she whispered, her face turning bright red. "I want us to fuck," she said almost inaudibly.
Joe was shocked. He loved what they were doing and was satisfied to enjoy his sexy little sister's body without actually having sex. "Hannah, you know we can't do that," he said as he felt her wet pussy rubbing up and down his manhood. "That's incest. Besides, you could get pregnant."
Hannah kissed him as her body moved frenziedly against him. "Everything we've done is incest. I don't care. I love you as much as I'm ever going to love anyone." Unexpectedly her eyes rolled back in her head and her body spasmed. It was evident to Joe that she was having an orgasm. She pressed her pussy even more eagerly against him and sweet, gasping squeals escaped her mouth. "Oh I want you inside me!" she groaned. As her orgasm abated, she clung to him and lay her head on his shoulder as she hugged him tightly to her. Joe could feel her wet pussy still pulsing against his cock. He needed to cum and wondered how much longer he could last with his sexy sister pressing her hot cunt against him, kissing him, feeding him her perfect young tits, hugging him to her, telling him how much she loved him.
Hannah kissed him again, sweetly. Her beautiful green eyes flashed. "That felt amazing," she told him. "I love you. Do you love me?" she panted, gasping for breath.
"Of course I love you, Han."
"I don't mean like a sister. Are you in love with me, like - romantic love?"
Joe had wondered that himself. He knew that he had never felt about other girls like he did his sister. He had even fantasized about her being his wife, but he knew that was unrealistic. "I don't know how I could love you more than I do, Han," he panted, his throbbing cock making him unable to think clearly.
"Do you want to make love to me?" she asked him as she ground her sopping wet pussy against him again, suggestively.
"Hannah. I want to - yes, but you know we can't. I can't believe you're asking me this."
"I have always been taught that I should be a virgin for my husband, but I know I won't love him like I love you. I want us to learn how to make love - together. You haven't done it with anyone have you?" she whispered, blushing again. Even her chest was blotching from her blush.
"No! Not even close. I've only kissed a few girls, and you're the first, um, French-kiss." It was his turn to blush.
"For real?" she smiled at him. "I want to be your first - everything. And I want you to be mine. I know that you will go slow and not hurt me. I trust you and I love you."
"Hannah, it would be so easy..." he said as he felt, yet again, how wet she was and imagined how, with just a slight adjustment of how they were positioned, his throbbing cock could be inside her desire-slickened pussy.
