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Logan was standing right behind her now, holding his long throbbing cock in his hand, pumping it up and down slowly as he watched his sister, bent over, fingering herself.

He reached out to her, his hand finding her hip, and stepped up behind her. "Fuck, sis... Why can't we play?" he groaned, and as he did he pressed the head of his thick cock against her wetness, her dripping fingers in the way, keeping him from plunging into her... But still he coated the head of his dick with her juices.
 
Amber cried out softly, rocking her hips backwards, the only thing stopping Logan from fucking her was her fingers buried inside her. She looked back over her shoulder at him, knowing he wasn't going to give up his view any time soon.

As she watched him stroke himself, she pushed her fingers in and out, biting her lower lip hard to keep from moaning too loudly and drawing attention to them.
 
It was everything he could do to keep himself from pushing her forward onto the bed, pinning her arms behind her back, and taking her right then and there! The sensations, the gushy wet warmth from her pussy, drenching her hard-working hands and his rock-hard cock, were simply overwhelming!

"Fuck, Amber, that's so hot," he groaned as he watched her work her pussy. He continued stroking his thick member right against her hand and wetness... "Rub your pussy on my shaft when you cum," he told her.
 
"Mmmhmmmmmm." She moaned in agreement, her other hand dropping the bathing suit to pinch her clit as she trembled. Her knees buckled at the feel of her fingers inside her pussy, while her brother jerked himself off against her wet pussy. It was so bad, yet she found a way to justify what they were doing somehow.

"Lo," she whimpered, "Logan..." She tightened around her fingers, wishing desperately it was a cock buried inside her, "Don't stop touching yourself." She ordered, looking back at him again to see the look of pleasure on his face.
 
As if he could stop now! He grunted as his cock spasmed and throbbed in his hand. This was so fucking hot and so wrong, and the mere thought of it all, much less the reality, was about to send him over the edge!

"Come on Amber, cum all over big brother's cock," he demanded, jerking his huge rod quickly now, the head slapping against her dripping cunt. He felt his balls tighten up...
 
Amber's fingers grasped the outside of her pussy, spreading it, so hot at the idea that her fingers were the only thing stopping him from plunging right inside--

With that thought, Amber started to cum. She leaned forward, letting her fingers slide out as she rubbed her wet, cumming pussy up and down her brother's cock, her hand moving forward to furiously rub her clit as she cried out in pleasure.
 
Logan grunted and groaned as he felt his sister's quivering cunt rub along the full length of his firm, throbbing shaft. He pumped his hand up and down at the base of his cock, and a moment later the inevitable happened.

He started to cum. A thick, copious blast of white jism spewed forth from his massive rod, and it was timed so perfectly, for just as she was grinding herself up along his shaft to his head, he involuntarily pulled back with his hips, and the spray of cum fired right between the folds of her pussy, that she was so conveniently holding wide open...
 
Amber didn't have time to pull away or push her brother as he started to cum all over her pussy. She was so involved in her orgasm, her throbbing pussy, and legs of jelly, she hadn't realized he didn't plan on pulling himself away.

She didn't glance back at him as she swallowed hard, picking up her bikini bottoms and slipping them on. She picked up her keycard and without another word, left the hotel room. She walked straight to the pool and slipped into the hot tub.

What the fuck is wrong with me?! Amber pondered, hiding her face under the bubbles, the jets warm on her back.
 
And just like that, she was gone.

Logan collapsed on the bed, the overwhelming immensity of what had just occurred flooding his mind with the weight of a tsunami crashing upon him. What had he done? He had gone too far! But it was her fault! She had spurred him on, begged him for it, what was he supposed to do?

His heart finally stopped racing. He knew Amber wanted to be left alone. He wasn't about to intrude on her solitude. He felt awful. All the passion and desire left him with a deep sigh. He felt as though he'd ruined something... Whatever it was between them, he had broken it.

Tears flooded his eyes, unbidden, undesired, unsatisfying in any way. He sat in the bed and desperately longed to hold his sister, to apologize, to try to make it all better again.

Things could never be the way they were. He resolved right then and there to be strong. To resist the urges, the temptations, the insane incestual desire that had been driving him. She was his sister. She deserved better.
 
Amber thought long and hard about what had happened in the hotel room between she and Logan. How had she let that happen? She had actually allowed him to cum on her pussy! How fucking stupid and dangerous. This was out of control.

Amber decided that when she went back to the hotel room, she was going to have a talk with Logan to make sure he knew where she stood about the entire situation. Not only was this wrong and never going to happen again, but she had a boyfriend. She was in a relationship. That was that.

She lay back against the side of the hot tub, well aware of the cum dripping out of her
 
Logan laid there in the big bed. He tried to dry his eyes, though it didn't work very well. This had to end. He could tell by the way she had just up and left him there..

It didn't matter how badly he wanted her. It didn't even matter that she wanted him. Everything they'd been doing was wrong. That was that. There was no other way it could be.

He would control his urges from now on. Even if she came on to him, like she had been. He would be strong.

It wasn't long before he drifted off to a fitful sleep, exhausted from the emotional roller coaster, dreams of his sister's sexy naked body haunting him...
 
Amber finally dragged herself out of the comfort of the hot water in the hottub and made her way back to the hotel room. She slipped in quietly, incredibly relieved to see Logan sleeping. She moved as silently as possible to the bathroom, where she washed off quickly and changed. Then she made her way to the cot, where she lay down and pulled the blanket over herself.

She just hoped Logan didn't think she was some flighty slut. They'd both made moves on each other, maybe especially Logan, but she had certainly gone along with it. Until now. As soon as they were both awake and alone, she would tell him.

And with that, her eyes strained to stay awake, so she rolled away from her sleeping brother to try to get some rest.
 
Logan didn't sleep very well. He woke up several times in the middle of the night. Around two AM he decided he needed a little calming his nerves. As quiet as possible, he got up from the bed and tip-tied around Amber on the cot.

He had to admit, it bugged him that she was sleeping on the cot and not in the bed, but he understood the reasons why. He found his bag and opened it up as quietly as possible. He pulled out a hoody and put it on. He dug into his bag and found his secret stash of cigarettes and his weed and a pipe, and then stepped out onto the outside balcony. They were several floors up, and it was windy, but he didn't care. He lit a cigarette, loaded the pipe, sparked it and took a deep hit off it.

He started to feel a bit better right away. His mind clouded immediately, the haze calming his rattled nerves.
 
Amber was tossing and turning through the night, unable to sleep. She was crying, having nightmares, and was generally uncomfortable on the cot. She sat up finally, deciding she would sleep on the bed, just on the edge. Maybe she needed - wait, where was Logan!? She got up and walked outside.

There was Logan, smoking a bowl. Her heart skipped a beat. She stood silently, watching him. They needed to talk. Now.
 
Logan looked up when the door opened, and coughed. "Hey," he said meekly. He held out the pipe for her to take, if she wanted it, but she shook her head so he set it down.

"Listen, Amber... Things are out of control. Whatever there is between us, well, it can't be. This fooling around really can't happen. It doesn't matter how much we want it to sometimes... Shit, I don't know, Sis, all I know is we went overboard today and it upset you even though we were both really into it and I don't want you to hate me... Shit, I'm sorry, I'm rambling..." he said, trailing off and staring at his hands now.
 
Amber listened as Logan said all of the things she wanted to say, but couldn't voice. Her lower lip trembled. Even though she felt the same way, it hurt to hear it. She reached for the pipe then, lighting it and taking a quick hit.

Then she set it down, stepping forward to wrap her arms around her brother. She didn't say a word, just let the tears well up in her eyes as they hugged.
 
Logan held her tight. Her body felt so good in his arms. The feelings stirred, and quickly threatened to overwhelm him...

But he was all out of tears for the night. His resolve showed, then, as he started talking again.

"I love you, Amber. I always have, and I always will. Please don't think that I think any less of you after all of this. Just know... I love you."

And then he lied. "But I'm not in love with you. This was all just silly hormones getting the better of us, and poor judgement on both our parts. Please don't hate me, Amber. I'm sorry."
 
"I love you, too." She said dully, ignoring the throbbing pain in her chest. "I'm glad we feel the same about this all." She turned her back to him and walked into the room, letting the door go. She crawled in bed and turned the light off. Under the blankets, she fought tears.

This was so fucked up.

And on that note, she finally fell asleep.
 
Her response broke his heart. He wanted her to fight him, to kiss him, to do anything except agree.

He knew it was for the best. He hung his head for a moment. He took another hit off the pipe and cashed it out. He went back inside, quietly put his things away, laid down on the cot.

He stared at the ceiling for the next several hours. Sleep did not come to him. Finally, their parents knocking on the door roused the both of them.

"Time for breakfast kids!" came their mother's entirely too cheerful voice.
 
Amber shoved past her parents after they were woken up, pj's and all. "Yay, breakfast," she said dryly. Her parents, she was sure, were shaking their heads, but didn't say anything. She heard Logan rustling behind the door as she headed towards the elevator.

As soon as the four sat down with their food, their parents smiled, "How did you two sleep??'
 
Logan sat down with a plate fully loaded with breakfast foods. Eggs, hash browns, sausage and bacon, biscuits, gravy, the whole nine yards.

"Well, I would have slept great except Amber was snoring all night," Logan teased, throwing a wink at Amber. In spite of all that had happened, Logan very much wanted to get things back to some kind of normal between him and Amber.

He smirked at her. That meant pushing her buttons.
 
Amber groaned and laughed, "Pretty girls don't snore. Only ugly boys." She jabbed him with her spoon, eliciting a sharp cry from him. She laughed again and went back to her oatmeal. "This is really good. I can't believe you all are eating that crap. You're missing out."

Logan seemed to be wanting to pretend things were normal. Fucking fine by me! Amber silently pored over her oatmeal, glancing down at a text from Ryan.

"Dude Logan u ok?" That could only mean one thing. Somehow her stupid boyfriend had sent her a text to Logan, meaning the text he sent her had probably been sent to her brother...
 
Logan's phone went off a few minutes after Amber's. It was from Ryan, but it definitely wasn't meant for him. Ryan was an idiot sometimes. Especially if he was hungover, he'd send texts to the wrong people.

"Hey sexy, had a great time last nite, can't wait to see you again!"

Logan raised an eyebrow. What the fuck? Wasn't Ryan supposed to be Amber's boyfriend? Was he cheating on her while they were on vacation? He looked across at Amber. She seemed pissed.

Fuck.

What the hell was he supposed to do now?
 
"Baby! After our sexy talk last night, how could you possibly call me dude?" Amber replied, rolling her eyes. She only hoped whatever Logan had gotten in his phone wasn't really bad. She peekd at his face, hoping to see a sign of what was going on.

"So, how's your guys' food? And what's today's plan?" She asked her family cheerfully.
 
"Today's the day we make it to the Grand Canyon!" their mom exclaimed, as if a huge hole in the ground was the greatest thing in the world.

They were just finishing their breakfast. "Let's get packed up and ready to go!" their dad said, and they all headed up to their rooms together.

Logan unlocked the door and let his sister inside first, and then closed it behind him.

"Listen, Amber, I'm sorry, I... Fuck I don't know. Do you fucking hate me?"
 
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