Sue and Bob left the pizzeria after having a late dinner and got into his ten-year-old, 1962 Rambler and headed out. Bob bought the car two years ago, after receiving his driver’s license when he turned sixteen. As Bob drove, Sue sat beside him with her hand on his leg. He put his arm around her shoulder, holding her against his side.
“Where do you want to go, Sue?” Bob said. It was the same question he asked every time they went out.
Sue giggled and rubbed his leg. “I want to go where we always go, Bob. Why? Do you want to go somewhere else?”
Bob slipped his fingers into her sleeveless blouse and ran them over her shoulder, feeling her bra strap. “No, that’s fine. I’m just making sure.”
“You’re so sweet. You always check.”
“I want to make sure you don’t think I take you, or what we do, for granted, Sue.”
“I know.” Sue pushed the buttons on the radio, searching for what she wanted to listen to.
She found a station and began singing along with the song that was playing. Bob drove outside town to the dirt road that led to their favorite parking place. They’d been coming to the same place since they started making out. He pulled into the lane leading to the farmer’s field, parked, and shut off the car.
After they rolled the front windows down a couple of inches, Sue moved to the passenger’s side, and Bob slid into the middle of the split bench seat. They came together, hugging as their mouths met. They pushed their tongues against each other’s as they kissed.
When Sue and Bob began parking, they limited themselves to kissing. As they became more comfortable, Bob would see how far she would let him go. The memory of the first time she didn’t stop him when he touched her breast was still vivid, as was the first time he put his hand under her top.
As they kissed, Bob ran his fingers against the side of her head and down her neck. Sue loved to have her neck and ears stroked. She moaned as his hand moved to the top button of her blouse and undid it.
Sue wasn’t as passive as she was at first. While Bob unbuttoned her blouse, she unbuttoned his shirt. Once he undid the last button, he pulled her blouse out of her skirt and pushed it off her shoulders. She removed his shirt, and he helped her remove it. Pulling his head back, Bob gazed at her white cotton bra. The full moon illuminated the car, allowing him to see it clearly.
Bob wrapped his arms around Sue, pulling her medium-sized, bra-encased breasts against his chest. They resumed kissing while rubbing each other’s backs. His fingers traced her bra strap, causing Sue to wiggle.
“Undo it, Bob,” Sue said.
Bob pinched the strap, unhooking with experienced fingers. The first time he tried to unfasten her bra, he fumbled around, causing Sue to giggle. She turned her back to him so he could see what he was doing as she explained the hooks and eyes. Since then, Bob honed his skills and could release the strap with one hand. Gripping the shoulder straps, he pulled them down Sue’s arms. She leaned away, allowing him to remove her bra and expose her grapefruit-sized breasts. He covered her firm mounds with both hands and flexed his fingers.
Lowering his head, Bob covered one of her breasts with his mouth. Sue held the back of his head, moaning as he suckled her nipple. After a few minutes, she moved his head to her other boob.
“Oh, yeah. Suck my nipple, Bob. You know how much I like it,” Sue said.
“Yeah, almost as much as I like sucking your boobs,” Bob said.
Grinning, Sue put her hand between his legs and rubbed his crotch. “I know what else you like. Don’t I?”
“You know it, Sue.”
Sue moved closer to the passenger’s door, reached down, and pulled the lever that let the seatback recline. One of the great features of a Rambler is that you can recline the front seatbacks, forming a bed-like area with the soft foam seats. When his Uncle Frank showed him the feature several years ago, Bob decided that when he bought a car, he wanted a Rambler.
Bob lowered the driver’s side seat and took Sue in his arms. They lay on the seat, facing each other. When they kissed, he put his hand on her leg and rubbed it, moving to her crotch. She unfastened his belt, unbuttoned his slacks, and lowered the zipper. Pushing Bob’s pants apart, she covered his erection with her hand and rubbed him through his underwear.
Smiling, Bob thought about the first time Sue rubbed his cock. It was through his slacks, and he came after about three minutes. Now, almost two years later, Bob controlled himself and lasted much longer.
Bob continued rubbing Sue’s thigh and pressed his fingers against the gusset of her panties, causing her to rock her hips. When he moved his fingers to the waistband and tugged, she lifted her hips so he could remove the colorful cotton panties she wore. Sliding his hand up under her skirt, he raked her curly pubic hair with his fingertips.
Sue put her hand into his underwear, curled her fingers around his cock, and stroked it. Bob lowered his fingers and rubbed her pussy while using his other hand to massage her breast, and rolled her nipple between his thumb and index finger.
Bob and Sue kissed and moaned as they masturbated each other. He moved a finger through her labia, and she wiggled, knowing what would come next. When he pushed a finger into her pussy, she gripped his cock harder.
Taking a break, Sue and Bob removed the rest of their clothes. They hugged, relishing the feeling of their naked bodies against each other. Since the first time they got naked, they had been comfortable with their nudity. Both of them were willing to explore and try different things regarding sex. The journey was slow, partly because of uncertainty and partly because of opportunity. Each time they took things up a notch, they’d spend several sessions before moving on. While frustrating at times, they enjoyed themselves.
“Kiss me, Bob,” Sue said after resting for a few minutes.
Sue and Bob cuddled together, kissing and touching each other. He kissed his way to her breasts, licking and sucking her nipples while his hand stroked her stomach. She spread her legs and rocked against his hand when he rubbed her pussy.
Pushing Bob onto his back, Sue moved her head to his crotch. She wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking it as she took him into her mouth. He put a hand on her head, gripping the ponytail of her light brown hair. She sucked, bobbed her head, and moaned around his dick. Moving her hand between his legs, she caressed his balls.
Sue shifted her body until she knelt on the seat. Bob moved a hand under her body, massaging her breasts as she blew him. Unlike the first few times she took his cock in her mouth, he was able to prolong his climax. Sue’s first attempt at giving oral sex resulted in Bob splattering her face before she got his cock in her mouth. Fortunately, she wasn’t upset or deterred and was willing to try again. He lasted a few moments longer the second time before coming in her mouth. When the surges stopped, she removed her mouth, opened the car door, and spat his semen on the ground.
Bob was as willing to go down on Sue as she was to blow him. Using his tongue and fingers, he could get her off in a matter of minutes. The first time he put his mouth on her pussy, and licked her, she grabbed his head and held it against her crotch until she came. Bob could still remember her ear-piercing screech the first time she orgasmed from oral sex.
Sue and Bob would engage in oral sex as often as possible. Over time, he learned what she liked, and she swallowed his cum. They tried doing each other at the same time in a classic sixty-nine position, but liked doing each other separately better.
Pulling Sue from his cock, Bob moved her so he could eat her pussy. She hooked her legs over his shoulders as he parted her pubic hair and shoved his tongue into her. He slid two fingers into her, pumping his hand while flicking her clit with his tongue. It didn’t take long before she clamped his head between her thighs and came. When her body stopped quivering and she relaxed her legs, Bob sat back and gazed at her crotch.
Covering Sue’s body with his, Bob kissed her. She moaned in his mouth, licked around his lips, and wiggled under him. Once she recovered from her climax, she put her hand between them and gripped his cock.
“I love it when you eat my pussy, and I suck your cock, Bob. I need you to fuck me now,” Sue said.
Sue guided his cock into her wet pussy, groaning as he entered her. Bob rocked his hips, sliding his dick in and out of her. Since Sue turned eighteen and was able to get birth control without parental consent, they have been fucking. Prior to sharing their virginity, they limited their sexual play to mutual masturbation and oral sex. They talked about getting condoms, but decided to wait so they could enjoy their first time bareback.
One evening while they parked, Sue told Bob she was taking the pill and was safe. They had been making out, having oral sex, and he fingered her. Sue stretched out on the front seat, spread her legs, and told Bob she was ready. He moved between her legs, rubbed his hard cock against her crotch, and pushed it into her pussy. They moaned and grunted as they shared their virginity on the front seat of the Rambler. Their first coupling was quick and clumsy. Bob lasted about five minutes before shooting his semen into Sue. They lay together, recovering, and telling each other how much they enjoyed fucking. From then on, the only time they didn’t fuck when they parked was when Sue had her period.
Bob fucked Sue for about ten minutes before changing positions. She knelt on the seat while he knelt behind her and fucked her doggy style. Of all the ways Sue and Bob fucked, it was their favorite position. She rocked her body, matching his thrusts as his hips hit her ass, making a slapping sound. Bob put his hands under her, using one to massage her breasts and the other to rub her clit.
Sue and Bob were getting into it, grunting and moaning. Suddenly, there was tapping on the window, and a bright light shining in their faces. Sue screamed as they disengaged and scrambled to cover their naked bodies.
“Police. Roll the window down,” Sue and Bob heard.
Bob reached for the handle and rolled down the window. Looking outside, they saw the cop standing beside their car.
“Are you okay, young lady? Are you being forced?” the officer asked.
“No, sir. I’m fine,” Sue replied as she held her arm over her breasts and kept her legs together.
“How old are you two?”
“We’re eighteen, sir,” Bob said.
“I need to see your license, registration, and insurance papers.”
Bob grabbed his shirt from the floor and draped it over his lap. Taking his wallet from his slacks, he removed his driver’s license and handed it to the officer. Reaching for the glovebox, Bob opened it to get the registration and certificate of insurance. The officer looked at his ID and pointed the flashlight at him.
“Do you have identification, young lady?”
“Yes, sir,” Sue replied.
“I need to see it, please,” the officer said.
Sue located her purse, opened it, and retrieved her driver’s license. Bob took it from her and handed it to the cop. He looked at the license and shone the light on Sue.
“Robert and Susan Crawford? Are these your real names?”
“Yes, sir,” Bob said.
After looking at the licenses and then at them, he shook his head. “Put some clothes on. I’ll be right back.”
Sue and Bob scrambled to dress. She put on her blouse and skirt while he put on his pants and shirt. Neither bothered with underwear.
The officer returned, looked at them, and shook his head. “I see that you two live at the same address.”
“Yes, sir,” Bob said.
“I also see you and Susan have the same birthday.”
Sue hung her head and began crying. Bob looked at the cop and nodded. The officer stopped so he could look into the car. He looked at their licenses again, and Bob noticed he smiled.
“I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation for this. You two could be married and, by a strange coincidence, happen to have the same birthday. I think a more reasonable explanation is that you are siblings,” the officer said.
“We’re twins, sir,” Bob said.
Sue had stopped crying. She returned her seatback to the upright position and sat back against it. Bob fixed his seat while waiting to see what the officer was going to do.
“You know what you’re doing is illegal, don’t you? Incest is against the law. So is trespassing,” the officer said.
“Yes, I know,” Bob said. Sue nodded. “Are you going to arrest us?”
“I don’t know yet. Do your parents know what you two do?”
“No, sir. We live with our mom and have never met our father. Mom told us he took off when he learned she was pregnant,” Bob said.
Sue leaned forward. “What’s going to happen to us? Is our mom going to get in trouble?”
“Because you two are eighteen, your mother won’t get in trouble. You two could go to jail for incest.”
Sue started crying again. Bob reached over and rubbed her shoulder.
“How did you find us? Sue and I have been here many times and never saw anyone,” Bob said.
The officer chuckled. “John Parker, the man who owns this land, called the police department when he noticed tire tracks in his lane. He was worried someone was poaching deer on his property. We’ve been keeping an eye out since he called. We don’t come past here often. I don’t think Mr. Parker will press charges when I let him know you two were using his lane to park.”
Bob nodded. “So now what?”
“Look, I don’t want to ruin your lives by arresting you two. I can’t say I condone what you’re doing, but if you and your sister have strong feelings for each other, arresting you and having you go to trial isn’t going to help. Just be careful. Not everyone will be as understanding as I am,” the officer said.
“You’re going to let us go?” Sue said.
Reaching into his shirt pocket, the officer removed a business card and handed it to Bob. “I’m Officer Mark Griffin. I have to file a report because when I saw your car, I called it in. I’ll report that I found you broke down and I helped you get started. If anyone from the police department contacts you, call me.”
“Thank you, Officer Griffin,” Bob said.
“I suggest you find another place to park for a while. There may be other patrols coming by in the future. I want you to know that the reason I’m letting you two go is because you’ve been honest and respectful. If you hadn’t, you’d be in cuffs in the back of my car and on your way to jail. Now get out of here,” Officer Griffin said.
“Yes, sir. Thank you again,” Bob said.
Sue leaned closer to the window. “Thank you, sir.”
Officer Griffin smacked the roof of the car and walked away. Bob started the car and pulled out when he saw the officer leaving. Sue moved beside her brother and hugged his arm.
“I was so scared, Bob. What are we going to do?” Sue said.
“One thing is for sure, we’re not returning here. I’ll have to find another place to park if we want to make love,” Bob said.
Sue nodded and giggled. “You’re right. We need a new place. I love you, and I don’t want to stop.”
“You know that I love you, too, Sue. Don’t worry, we’ll figure it out,” Bob said.
When they arrived at home, they saw their Uncle Frank’s car in the driveway. It wasn’t unusual for him to visit their mom. He was their mom’s older brother and helped her when the twins’ father ditched them. Sue found their underwear and put her bra on. She stuffed her panties and Bob’s shorts in her purse.
“I can’t get over how you can put your bra on and take it off without removing your blouse,” Bob said.
Sue laughed. “It isn’t hard, Bob. I learned when you started feeling my tits, and I wouldn’t take my top off.”
“You sure don’t mind removing your clothes now.”
“Nope. I like it when we get naked.” Sue giggled. “It makes it easier for you to eat my pussy and fuck me.”
“We’d better go in before Mom comes looking for us,” Bob said.
Sue and Bob went into the house and saw their mom, Mary Crawford, and Uncle Frank sitting in the living room. Mary looked at them and said, “Did you two have a good time tonight?”
“Yes, we did. We went for pizza and then…” Bob started saying, but his mom stopped him.
“Before you lie to me, I want you to know that Mark Griffin called me earlier. He said he found you two parked,” Mary said.
Sue gasped. “What did he tell you, Mom?”
“We’ll get into that in a moment. Mark and I went to high school together. Uncle Frank and I have known him for years. He felt it was necessary to call me to let us know what you two were doing. Mark said that if it had been another officer, you two could be in jail right now.”
Bob took a deep breath and said, “Sue and I know what we do is illegal, but we don’t think it’s wrong.”
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