Free incest stories: Survivalists. Author: Mystic47. We were learning how to survive in a world after Armageddon. The story is including of Fiction, Consensual Sex, First Time, Incest, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity theme.
Free incest stories: Survivalists
Author: Mystic47
It was 4 months after my 16th birthday when my older sister and I were told to sit for a family meeting. Family meetings were common and most of the time were some form of educational routine. My parents were survivalists and we lived in the deep woods of Canada for three or four months at a time, preparing for life after Armageddon. We had normal city lives too but even then we were closer as a family than to friends. Our family meetings usually heralded some important event.
We sat at the table across from our parents, my dad looked at us “Have either of you two had sex yet?” My heart clunked almost to a stop and I felt my face blanch. What the hell kind of a question was that? You don’t ask a teenager straight out if he’s fucked a girl, especially with his mom and sister sitting next to him.
I glanced at my sister Tina and saw her face bloom red as her eyes widened in surprise, I knew by her reaction Tina was thinking the same thing. We both knew the details of sex, how it was supposed to work, that the ultimate goal of sex was reproduction but was supposed to be fun and exciting too. Our parents had educated us about it and it was something I was looking forward too but I hadn’t been able to convince a girl to experiment with me yet. My hand was the only sex partner I enjoyed.
Mom looked at her daughter, “Well, Tina, answer your father. Have you been with a boy yet?” My sister looked like she wanted to bolt from the room, to hide for the next 23 years.
She dropped her astonished gaze from our mother and whispered “Marty and I tried it last month,” she raised her head again, almost pleading forgiveness, “but it was only twice Momma and I didn’t like it, it hurt.” Marty was one of the few friends we had our own age. My sister’s admission didn’t surprise me; we knew from our early years that our parents could catch us in a lie every time we tried so Tina didn’t even try to deny having sex.
Dad’s only reaction was to say “Marty huh, okay. Don’t worry, it won’t always hurt Sweetie, I should think you will begin to enjoy it soon enough.” He turned from her to me “What about you Von? Have you boffed a girl yet?”
Even though I hadn’t I didn’t want to answer the question, it was far too intimate for the surroundings. I moved my eyes from my sister to mom then dad “No, not really. I’m still too young.” By throwing that line in I hoped they would agree with me and praise me for being so wise.
Dad answered “No, you’re not too young, if you get an opportunity to bed a young lady before we leave for the North you should take it.”
Mom spoke to me “What about Lena? I know you see her and she would be a nice girl to have sex with.” I answered her by hanging my head down and staring at the table top so we moved onto something else in our preparation to go into the woods for the next few months. Dad said we needed to build more on the doomsday home and learn how to grow food in the short summer months. We would be leaving in five days.
The next day mom took Tina and went off somewhere while dad and I packed for our extended stay. We stored traps, hunting weapons, ammunition, food items with decade’s long shelf lives and a bunch of other stuff we thought would be useful when we had to move to the woods permanently.
With Iran building bombs, China and North Korea getting bigger and stronger armies and murder crazy terrorists killing anybody and everybody, we wanted to be ready to survive if our city was attacked. Hell, even the political system in our own country was breaking down and there were a lot of heavily armed nut cases running around loose.
That afternoon when Tina came back I asked her where they had been. She didn’t answer me directly; she just shook her head and said “Not now, maybe later.”
It took two days of steady driving to get to our emergency home. The one night on the road was spent in a tent; we cooked on a campfire, ate fish caught in a river and some plants growing around us. We were practicing our survival skills even on the trip north. We slept in one big tent, the four of us side by side. It was a routine trip, one we had done many times before.
When we arrived at our remote habitat we went to work immediately cleaning up a few months of neglect and storing our new supplies. That night as the mosquitoes buzzed nosily around us dad told Tina and me we would stay in the shed next to the main cabin. Before we had always slept in the main room on cots near our parents but now he was telling us that we would be apart, he and mom in the cabin, Tina and me in the shed. Neither of us were too annoyed at his announcement, the shed was actually nice and cozy and there was plenty of room to turn it into a split bedroom.
It was what mom next said that changed the rest of our lives.
“Tina, Von, listen carefully, your dad and I have been talking this over and we think that it would be good if you two shared a bed. You’re both old enough and by being together you will be able to avoid the turmoil and unrest that happens to sexually mature people when they don’t have physical outlets. That’s why you will be in the shed this trip, for the privacy.”
Tina bolted up from where she was sitting and looked down at her “What!? You want me and Von to have sex? Momma, he’s my brother, he’s younger than me, we shouldn’t be doing that!” I sat there too stunned to move or say anything so I let my sister vent our like-minded objections.
Mom looked at dad to take over “Tina, you have both grown into strong, healthy young adults. That the man is younger than the woman has no place at all in the sex act, that’s not a valid argument. As far as being brother and sister, out here that won’t matter; once you get over that little hiccup we think you will find that sex can be just as satisfying as with a non-related person.
The only thing you have to be careful of is having a baby and that shouldn’t happen, that’s why your mother took you to get birth control last week. It wasn’t because of Marty; it was because we know that you two are ready for this final phase of growing up. When we have to move out here permanently we want you to be fully prepared, to be able to stay here alone if you have to and not antagonize each other in sexual frustration. We don’t want you two to be afraid of each other or of being alone together. There may not be anyone else around to trust for some time.”
Tina and I were both too amazed to say anything as our mother took over “We aren’t going to force you two to couple, we suspect that will happen naturally once you get used to the idea. I can see that neither of you want to do this but from now until we go back home you have the shed, what you do in there is up to you. Goodnight kids, dad and I are going to bed.” Seconds later I was alone with my sister beside the campfire.
I looked at Tina “What are we going to do?” I asked bleakly.
She started kicking dirt on the fire and shot back angrily “Nothing, we aren’t going to do a goddamn thing, there is no fucking way I will ever have sex with you.” She was raging mad; I knew it wasn’t aimed at me but mom and dad. I wasn’t mad but I was shaking with doubt and insecurity, I didn’t understand why they would do or say something like what they just did.
I was first in the shed; Tina came in right behind me. I stopped just inside the door so fast that she bumped into me forcing me to take two more steps into the dim room. “What the hell?” I turned to Tina, “There’s only one bed.” She peered around me to look at the sleeping arrangements. Our parents had set up a double wide air mattress made up with blankets and two pillows; the bed took up half the floor space.
Tina looked at me, “We’ll keep our clothes on”, she kicked off her shoes and laid down on the right side of the bed, I took the left. We were back to back with as much distance between us as we could get without falling off the mattress. It had been a long hard day and in spite of the sleeping arrangements and the scandalous aims of our parents, I crashed quickly into a deep sleep. I think Tina conked out as quickly as I did.
It was cold, I woke up shivering, my toes felt like ice cubes at the end of my feet. I sat up and pulled off the useless jacket and crawled under the thick down quilt. It wasn’t until I was settled did I realize my butt was bumping against my sister who had gotten under the covers too. “Tina?” I whispered. She didn’t answer me so as my feet warmed I drifted off again.
Daylight comes early in the Canadian north so around 5 the sun streaming through the one little window flooded my eyes with wakefulness. I had an erection. It was jammed hard and tight in my jeans and my nuts were pinched in the bunched up clothing. I could feel my sister behind me but she wasn’t on the far side of the bed. She had rolled to face me and had one arm over my waist, her soft even breath wafted across my neck. I broke away from her and stood painfully. I tried to rearrange my hard cock but only succeeded in pressing on my full bladder.
I escaped into the wilderness to pee on a tree and take the pressure off my aching nuts. Once I got comfortable again I went to the front of the cabin and found my parents cooking breakfast on the fire pit. Dad smiled “Good morning son, slept in your clothes did you?” Mom smirked as dad winked at me, Tina joined us a few minutes later.
Nobody asked or talked about how we spent the night but plans were made for the day. The rest of the day passed in our normal routine of work and survival, it was late and dark when we made ready to go to bed again. We kept our clothes on but this time we both got under the quilt. After she turned down the gas lantern Tina and I started talking.
For 20 minutes we shared our thoughts on the day, that we missed the city and what we would be doing the next day. We avoided talking about being in the same bed together and what mom and dad were expecting us to do. That was the night my sister and I got comfortable lying beside each other under the blankets.
RANDY says
PRETTY GOOD STORY. I HAVE TO RATE IT RIGHT UP THERE ON THE TOP! THANK YOU AUTHOR. IT WAS EASY TO READ, VERY ENJOYABLE AND CAUSE A FEW MEMORIES TO BUBBLE UP IN MY HEAD WITH A GOOD SMILE OF THEM!