“That’s… How… We… Started…” said Wyatt, emphasizing each word with a thrust into Sandy.
“Ohhhhh that damn Sago,” groaned Sandy, “we were getting so hot and naked because of that bush.” She reached between her legs and began to rub her clit as Wyatt continued to hammer away at her pussy.
“This was the only way we could stay sane,” Wyatt said. It was clear he was getting close to cumming.
“You know,” said Sara, “if you didn’t poke each other with the sago leaves you wouldn’t have that problem.”
Wyatt stopped fucking his sister and they both stared at Sara like she was crazy. Finally, Wyatt said in utter shock, “Seriously?”
The thought never occurred to them to even consider stopping. Who would do such a stupid thing? Wyatt and Sandy glanced at each other then he began driving his cock into Sandy’s pussy again. Sandy shook her head sadly. “Some people…” then began pushing back urging Wyatt to go faster.
Jeff and Sara watched as their kid brother and sister fucked themselves senseless. Slowly under the surface of the water Sara’s hand closed around Jeff’s cock and she now realized what she wanted for her birthday that was fast approaching.
Soon Sandy closed her eyes and shrieked, “I’m cumming baby!” and began driving herself back at Wyatt. Waves of delicious release washed over her as Wyatt tried to fuck but she was pushing back so hard he was off balance. As she pushed back and stroked her clit, Wyatt pulled out of her pussy and began to stroke his cock. His orgasm soon hit, and he started to spurt his cum on her back as he shook and groaned his way through a huge climax. With a groan of utter satisfaction, he collapsed on Sandy’s back, and she collapsed to the ground.
“Fucking Sago,” moaned Wyatt.
“Pervert plant,” agreed Sandy.
Jeff and Sara stood aghast in the water, shocked at what they just saw, and shocked that Wyatt and Sandy had watched them as they lay together and masturbated and they didn’t notice they were being watched. They were also utterly jealous; they both knew that they had just seen a preview of their future.
Finally, Sandy propped her chin up on her hand and asked, “What’s your plan?”
Without looking up from Sandy’s shoulder that he was kissing Wyatt mumbled, “yeah! Whatever it is, count us in!”
“Well,” grinned Jeff, “Tomorrow is National Nude Day…”
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Schaeffer’s Landing is a small beach on the St. Mary’s river a few miles north of St. George and a favorite with the 18 to 30 crowd, anyone younger is chased away, anyone older is looked on with suspicion. Unmarked and known only to locals, it’s a favorite among the younger crowd, most families go a few miles further north to Trader Hill where there is camping, picnic tables, and a small store. Schaffer’s landing was once a favored boat launch until the dock was washed away in a flood years ago and was never replaced.
Just about everything that makes living in the south great can be found at Schaeffer’s Landing. There’s even an alligator or two, but with all the drunk rednecks splashing around chasing their dinner away, the alligators learned to stay in the Okefenokee swamp where they’re protected. The river is filled with cool, refreshing water, the shore is beautiful powder fine white sand, there’s plenty of sun to tan yourself but the river is lined with cypress trees to supply lots of shade, and the knobby roots of the cypress trees provide a decent place to tie up your canoe or raft. There’s a rope hung way out on a cypress tree branch allowing a young redneck the opportunity to swing far out over the river and plunge into the water from a good height.
When Sara, Jeff, Wyatt, and Sandy Alden arrived the party was in full swing, charcoal and propane barbeques were set up, coolers full of ice cold beer were everywhere, it was a true holiday even though it was a Wednesday afternoon in late June. “Doesn’t anybody work anymore?” said Jeff as they piled out of Sara’s car.
“We don’t,” said Sandy. “I’m in college, I’m exempt.” Sara was taking one course during the summer semester, Sandy and Wyatt were taking the summer off before they headed off to basic training at Lackland Air Force Base in September, and Jeff was working at the feed store three days a week They peeled off their t-shirts and sneakers revealing their swimsuits, then they grabbed towels, flipflops, and pill bottles full of sword shaped sago leaves.
Jeff scanned the beach and made sure there was no one under 18 there, when he was satisfied there was no one underage present he gathered everyone together. “Ok, stick to the plan, blame it on black flies and horse flies. Stick girls mostly, but we must stick a few guys too, so make sure they’re from the football team, ok?”
“Why stick mostly the girls?” asked Sandy.
“Because if they take their clothes off, the guy they’re with will take his clothes off too. It’s human nature,” explained Jeff. “but if you just stick the guy, when he takes his clothes off his girl will just get pissed and leave.” Sandy nodded at the wisdom of Jeff’s plan
It was a small town, so everyone knew who was on the football team, but Wyatt had to ask, “Why the football team?” He was a wide receiver on the JV team and was too slim for varsity.
Jeff, who spent most of his life playing baseball and suffering under the arrogance of the football squad said, “They walk around like they have a foot and a half of dick, let’s see what they really have hanging.”
“Don’t forget… Sally Ann McCarthy first!” insisted Sara reminding everyone of the target of this scheme. The sibling quartet looked around and sure enough, there she was over near the edge of the open area where there would eventually be some shade. She and her acolyte, Loretta Huggins, were down by the shoreline showing off their bikinis to the boys splashing in the river.
Sally Ann was a pretty and curvaceous example of southern womanhood. Five foot two, 35D-22-37, blond hair, blue eyes, freckles, and that sweet, sweet southern accent that inspires erections. Loretta is a tall, slim, breathtakingly beautiful black girl with long straight waist length ebony hair, a tight athletic figure and a cute, sweet face that would make a Hollywood actress tell her plastic surgeon, “I WANT THAT!”
Jeff sighed sadly. He always suspected that he was dating Sally Ann just so he could be close to Loretta. When Loretta is away from Sally Ann, she’s the sweetest girl that Jeff had ever met, but when she is with Sally Ann, she’s a whole different person. Sally Ann has that effect on people. Together Sally Ann and Loretta have a birth control device that is 100% effective — their personalities.
With a smile, a wink, a promise, and a wiggle of her fine, fine ass Sally Ann could get anything she wanted from any boy she wished… for a while. By graduation she had pissed off every eligible male in the Charlton county, and post-graduation she spread her toxicity further afield. Why she’s here at this party could be anyone’s guess, some thought that she was looking for a drunk enough redneck to ignore her bitchy ways, others though it was just to show off her body before all that Dollar General ice cream she eats sets in. And Loretta just follows her around like she’s the only friend she has in the world, which just might be the case. Why they hadn’t headed off to Savannah or Atlanta or Jacksonville to disappear into obscurity is anyone’s guess.