Hello, these memories are some of favorite to reminisce about. And I wanted to share them with you guys.

So the background go like this. My father moved out of state while in college and had a relationship with a girl he met in college. They got together and after a few years they had my half-sister. My father wanted to move back home, but his girlfriend did not. Long story short, they broke up and my father ended up moving back to his family. Meanwhile, his former girlfriend stayed and decided to move in with her family. My father was by no means absent in raising his daughter. He often wrote and visited them, and even helped out financially. But he stayed with his family. Two years later he had me. My mother was very sick, and the stories from my father told me she was the most lovable and caring woman ever. Sadly, she passed away when I was six. I never met my half-sister or that side of the “family.” My father raised me by himself and rarely told me about his other family. I only assumed that he did that out of respect for my mom. But something changed as I got older, when I graduated high school, my father approached me and asked if I wanted to meet my half-sister. I said sure, and a few weeks later he informed me that we would be going on a cabin vacation in Colorado.

The Story. From what I gather. My father actually missed his first lover and the feeling was mutual. In hindsight it makes sense, they were both young and immature and they could have handled the pregnancy better. So this vacation was actually a catch up and maybe to see if they could rekindle their old love. At the time I didn’t know that, well at-least not for long. The cabin was very nice. But what stole my glaze was my half-sister. From the first time I laid eyes on her, all I could think, “damn she hot.” I was quickly informed that I would be sharing a room since the cabin was a two bedroom.

For simple reason my half-sister in this story is named rebecca and she 19 in this story. Rebecca is 5’6 with long legs, dirty blonde hair, with hazel nut eye, and very perky breast. She was wearing a tank top and short short that really highlighted her hips and ass.

The first day was spent catching up and getting to know each other. That night me and rebecca tried to figure out a way for both of us to be comfortable, and we quickly found out the floor was too hard and the bed was too small for us be sleeping on opposite ends. So we were forced to sleep side by side. I wasn’t complaining. I couldn’t not sleep, because my hands were resting on rebecca petite breast. And of course, I was young and horny, so I was poking her backside, and she made it abundantly clear that she could feel it. For some reason that turned me on like crazy. Little did I know, the first day was the only normal day.

Day two was the best. For starters, I woke and actually caught and heard rebecca playing with herself. I didn’t say anything or even acted like I woke up. I simply listened to her quiet whimper and the blanket rapid movement. After a few minutes after rebecca came, I “woke up.” I opened my eyes to see rebecca sitting up and resting against the headboard, what I quickly noticed was her erected nipples poking through her white tank top and flushed cheeks. I quickly excused myself and went to the bathroom where I busted a nut to what I heard that morning. I quickly went to bedroom, and before I cold even start a conversation. We both heard the unmistakable sound of sex down the hall. The walls were shaking and subtle noise where leaking into out bedroom. We both looked at each other and flushed red. While our parents were fucking like rabbits, we decided to get to know each other. And eventually we started asking some pretty raunchy questions. Like are you a virgin, have you had a bf or gf, stuff like that. At one point rebecca asked, “Have you ever kissed someone?” I was a little embarrassed, but I answered truthfully and said no. Rebecca smiled and asked If I wanted to practice. Mind you we can very clearly hear our parents making love despite them trying to be quiet. Which is probably what causing us to be so daring with each other. I did not hesitate, and I leaned in and our lips meet, and after few attempts we got into a heated tongue war. Our hands slowly started to wonder, and before I knew it, our hands were in each other pants. My finger slipped into her wet pussy, she was so fucking wet. Meanwhile her hand wrapped around my shaft. No words were said for that period, for five minutes we fumbled around getting each other off. We both ended finishing and we quickly separated. After a few seconds of silence, I said “I like that, that wasn’t too bad.” And rebecca giggled and said she enjoyed that too. Our parents must have finished a while ago because the house was quiet again. I looked at her asked if we could do that again. Rebecca didn’t answer, but smiled. We quickly freshened up and went on with our day. We still had eight more day of this vacation.

I’ll write part 2 later.