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Camping in Summer Finally! Summer! For me, that has two meanings. School is over, I?m back from college. Finally, I get to lounge by the pool and relax for three months. Also, my baby sister is named Summer. At 19, Summer had perfect long, blonde hair hanging down just past her shoulders. Her body had developed during my first year of college, so my summer break that year was quite a shock. When I left, she was a 5?6? gangly 16 year old girl with a pretty face. When I came back, she was still the same height, now age 17, but it seemed as though she was all legs. Her ass seemed to be sculpted by Michelangelo. Her flat stomach led up to full, firm C-cup breasts. Above that was her porcelain face. Such delicate features that formed a beautiful angelic face. The kind of face that intimated innocence, but a body that screamed sex. Anyway, that summer was a wake up call for me. All along, my relationship with my sister was that of normal siblings. We fought and bickered, but mostly for fun. We got along really well. Well, about as well as two siblings only a year apart from each other could. That summer, I became more protective over her. The typical big brother, not letting anyone touch his baby sister. She seemed appreciative of it, and we grew closer. That was a few years ago. Over time, I realized my protective instincts were growing into feelings of jealousy and envy when she was with another guy. I noticed that the girls I dated at school looked like Summer, but they could never live up to her. Finally, I resigned myself to the fact that I was in love with my baby sister. Back to this summer. I pulled into the driveway and, as soon as I got out of the car, I was Yakacık escort attacked by a swarm of flying blonde hair. My sister literally flew at me and engulfed me in a hug. We hadn?t seen each other in about 6 months. God, she felt good against me. I held her tight and gave her a brotherly kiss on the top of her forehead. She smiled cutely up at me and kissed my cheek. As per usual, the both of us were kept up late by various questions by our parents. Studies, friends, boy/girlfriends, humorous anecdotes, the usual stuff. Finally, before we went to bed, they told us that we were going camping this weekend. There was a big trip with several families from my dad?s work. His boss, my dad, and several other associates would be joining us on out week long camping trip in the Catskills. There were a total of seven families. Summer was ecstatic at the news, I was less than thrilled. There had been several company gatherings that we had been forced to go to. They were hell for me. Four of the seven families had sons that were Summer?s age, and they doted on her. Anything she wanted, they gladly did. She was waited on hand and foot, and I hated that she enjoyed the attention. Summer loved it. Fast forward to Thursday night, and there we were in the car. My sister was asleep, my parents discussing plans for the week, and me, sitting stoic in the back with my headphones in, letting my music calm my nerves. After the two and a half hours of driving, we finally arrived. As usual, my sister and I set up our tent, my parents set up theirs and we waited for the rest of the families to arrive. As I had anticipated, Summer was soon the center Atalar escort bayan of attention. Sodas, sandwiches, s?mores, anything she wanted was gladly brought to her without hesitation. She would bat her eyes, smile cutely, spending her time flirting with the hoard of boys surrounding her. It made me sick to my stomach. The entire night, this was how it went. Finally, the day ended and it was just me and my sister in the tent together. ?Do you really have to do that all day? You know I hate it.? ?What, with the guys? I?m not gonna do anything with them, I just enjoy the attention. It?s nice to have people paying attention to me, competing over me.? ?I understand that, believe me, I do. But their just gawking at you non-stop. Tell me that doesn?t get annoying.? ?Maybe a little, but it?s cute.? ?It?s sickening? ?Is someone jealous?? She just could resist taking a shot at me. I sidestepped the question, not wanting to answer truthfully. ?Summer, you know I?m protective of you. I just don?t want to see you get hurt, or taken advantage of.? ?I know, and it?s sweet of you, but I?m a big girl, and I can handle it.? ?I know. But you?re my little sister, and I love you.? ?I love you too.? She gave me a hug and turned away, back into her sleeping bag. I slept poorly that night, dreading the coming week and every guy ogling my sister non-stop. Although, this year, there seemed to be some silver lining. Apparently, there was a new family coming, one we hadn?t met in the previous company gatherings. Their car pulled up, and my eyes were glued to door. Out stepped a gorgeous 20 year old girl. Her hair was chestnut brown, her bust Escort Kadıköy a firm D cup, her waist almost non-existent and her ass, well, it was incredible. Although completely smitten by my sister, I couldn?t help but notice how hot she was. I knew I would never try anything with her. It would just seem like cheating to me. Even though I wasn?t actually with my sister, it didn?t feel right to pursue another girl when I was already in love. But that didn?t mean I wouldn?t fuck with her head. While all the guys were paying attention to my sister, I decided to greet the newcomer, show her around the campsite and see how my sister would react. The plan, in theory was perfect, but the execution could not have been worse. As soon as she stepped from the car, the four guys surrounding my sister bolted to her, taking her bags, pitching her tent, and acting like love-sick puppies. My sister was crestfallen. I watched her walk away, her head down, just looking at her shoes. Momentarily, I was happy. The guys had finally left my sister alone. But then I looked at her. She was slumped over, and her chest was heaving. She was sobbing, and no one seemed to notice her. Instantly I felt like the biggest ass on the planet. I watched her walk away, noticing where she went. I knew she would need her space at first, then want a shoulder to cry on. I waited about 15 minutes, maybe the longest 15 of my life, then walked after her. She was sitting on a rock overlooking the lake. Had she not been so upset, she would have been looking at a gorgeous sunset over a placid lake. I walked up to her and simply sat next to her on the rock. I didn?t say a word. I didn?t need to. She just scooted closer to me and hugged me close to her. Her head in my shoulder, her tears being soaked up by my shirt. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed away her tears until she was no longer crying, lust hugging me. I knew better than to say anything. If she wanted to talk, she would say something.