COUNTRY LIVING
 
by
 
S-KHAR-GO
 
Growing up in the country back in the 50's and 60's wasn't so bad. 
We weren't that far from the city, about eleven miles or so. 
There were seven of us in the family, Dad, Mom, three older brothers 
and a younger sister. As time went on, and my brothers were old 
enough to drive, my sister and I spent a lot of time alone at the farm 
house during harvest season. I was nine at the time, my sister
 was seven. We had a few chores to do but basically all we had to do
  was stay at home and not get into mischief. Our main entertainment 
was going for a walk back the laneway to the creek, then follow it for 
a few yards until we came to where it turned, making a deeper, wider 
area. This spot was great for swimming. Not overly deep, maybe four 
feet at the most, and about fifteen feet wide. There were a couple fair 
sized maple trees on the creek bank, their branches over-hanging the 
water. We would strip to our undies and swim around and play for hours 
on end. It was only after a very days of swimming in our undies that I 
decided I would try to shock my sister. I stripped completely naked and
 jumped in the water. Well, I was the one who got the surprise! Darla 
 stripped naked, then took a pose on shore that said "If you can, I can."
and looked at me in the water and said aloud "Huh, think you're a 
smarty-pants,don't you!". Then in she jumped. 
 
We swam around for quite a while, laughing and splashing and having
great fun. After an hour or more we were both getting a bit tired so
 we just lay in the cool soft grass, letting the sun dry us and warm us. 
 Of course, I was sneaking a peek at my sister's naked form every chance 
 I could. At first I tried to do it without her noticing, but that didn't last 
 very long. After a few mnutes she said that if I wanted to look at her 
 then I would have to let her look at me. I instantly agreed. To make it 
 easier for her to see my privates, I got on my knees near her feet, facing 
 her. We looked at each other in silence for several minutes, enjoying 
 the differences in our bodies. I then asked her if she would open her
 legs a bit more so I could have a better view. Without a word she spread
  her legs wide and just laid there smiling. After viewing her smooth, 
  hairless, little mound I asked if I could touch it. Her reply to that was 
  to raise her knees up and spread them open even more. I reached over 
  and touched her slit, pushing at it a bit then squeezing her tiny lips 
  together gently. Darla then reached down with both hands and spread
   her pussy lips open for me. "Lick your pointer finger then rub my pussy
    gently" she said. I did as she asked, totally amazed at how soft and warm 
	her little pussy was. After a few minutes of rubbing I started to feel for 
	her hole, gradually getting my finger farther and farther. Darla just 
	laid there, oohing and awing, obviously enjoying every minute of it.
	Every once in a while I would pull my finger out of her tiny little hole 
	and smell it. It was an odd smell, but a smell that I certainly liked. I don't 
	know how long we done this but after a while Darla just sat up and said 
	it was time for another swim. With that she got up and jumped in the creek. 
	I was right behind her. 
 
We splashed and played for a few minutes then got back out and onto 
our grassy spot to dry off again. "Lie still", Darla said. Then she crawled 
around and got in between my legs, pushing my knees apart. There she 
sat, on her knees, sitting on her ankles, and started playing
with my cock and balls. It was like she was an inspector, pulling, twisting, 
and gently feeling,  every part of my privates. 
 
She would pull my pecker up straight, move it left, move it right, lift my 
little balls like she was weighing  them, leaning her head first to 
one side then the other. Then, to my surprise, she leaned down and 
licked the very end of my cock then gave it a big kiss. "It's so cute," 
she said, "I wish I had one of my own". We had to get back to the house
 shortly so we ended our exploration of each other's bodies for 
that day, had a quick swim, then headed for the house.
 
Every day for a week we done our skinny dipping and our fondling. 
I'd heard a couple of kids at school mention fucking and I decided that it 
was time that I had a try at it. So, one day when Darla and I were 
exploring each other I asked her if she would like to try to fuck. "What's a 
fuck?", she asked. I tried to explain it to her but not really sure myself 
I said we should just experiment until we thought we had it right. She 
agreed so I got between her legs and tried to put my cock into her tight 
little hole. "Maybe you should lick me to make it slippery." ,
Darla commented. That sounded like a good idea so I put my face between
 her legs and give her pussy a good, wet licking. 
That made Darla wriggled and moan and shiver. It also gave me great 
pleasure and I got a hard on. Now I could slip my dick into her
much easier. It took a few minutes before we realized that it was 
better if I moved in and out of her now moist pussy. We fucked for probally
a half hour or so then I got this awesome feeling in my pecker and balls. 
Suddenly it was like I was electrocuted. Later on I found out that it
was an orgasm. Well, it doesn't have to be said, but we fucked at least 
once a day, every day, for the rest of the summer. Even after we
were back in school we managed to find a time and place to fuck 
at least three times a week. As we grew older we got better at what we were 
doing. Sometimes our fucking had a serious tone to it, like, "Geez, 
I really do love you, Sis" and other times it was just plain lust. Darla became
really good at giving blow-jobs, and I was quite effecient at eating pussy.
 
Through high school we would date other people and occasionly 
fuck someone else, and we always told each other about our "out-of-home" 
sexual experiences. We would compare the others to ourselves,
 making note of the good points, critisizing the bad. All that the other sex 
done was make our sex that much better. Then Darla got a scholarship 
for a college that was about two hours drive away. We were both 
upset at first, but I decided that I would look for employment in the 
same city. Things worked out good for us. I got a job there the same
week that Darla started school. We rented a motel for a week then
 found a cozy one bedroom apartment for us. We lived and slept together 
in that same apartment for four years and not one person knew we 
were brother and sister. Everyone thought that we were married. After
Darla graduated she landed a great job as a junior partner in a law firm. 
By then I was a foreman at the plant I worked for. The money started 
rolling in and we bought ourselves a nice home overlooking a lake.
 Swimming pool, sauna, hot-tub, the works.
 
The End