Growing Up In the Backwoods of Alaska

Growing up was not like what most did as my sister and I grew up. We grew up together but we did so a long way from any other people. Our parent owned a remote piece of property several hours from any town that was close to a substation of the Alaskan pipeline. Its not to say that we could not get to more populated places but not with out several hours drive to do so. However because we were close to a highway with telephone and power lines we were able to have a lot of the modern conveniences that we knew many had. We had satellite television and internet, and we used it everyday to get online to do our schoolwork. As my sister and I were only a year apart our parents had waited until we were both of age to enroll us into home school. We spent an hour with the teacher discussing assignments and understanding homework. Sometimes longer for tests and or other projects we had to do. But for the most part we preferred other means of entertainment. It was this that caused us to become much more then brother and sister. Of course out living conditions probably had something to do with it as well since we happened to share a room.

Our house was small, it had initially only been intended to hold our parents as a means to be close to work without having to travel for several hours to get to the substation. It at the time only had one bedroom with an attached bathroom. When were born they added a wing to one side that became a new master suite for them. Since we had been young at the time they had not worried about building a second room since it was easier to heat the house the way it was now. Over time everyone was so used to it that as we got older it was left alone. As we grew up and became more aware of being different we respected each other enough to our own privacy. We took turns using the tub or shower and changed in separate usually after our showers or in the mornings she would change in the bathroom while I changed in the bedroom, always taking time to call out when I was done.

Megan my sister shared some traits that made her look very sexy from all the women and teens on television and internet I had seen. She was just over five foot six and had to weigh close to 130 pounds. Her skin was a light tan all year long which made her dark auburn hair even more striking. She was toned and lightly muscled from working in the garden over the summer and helping me bring wood in over the winter. I am Eric by the way and stand just under six feet and weigh close to 180 pounds. My hair was a darker brown, kept short and we both shared sparkling sapphire blue eyes. I was more muscular then Megan due to doing harder chores such as chopping the wood we used over the winter. I was also responsible for mowing the small lawn we had and that was done with an old rotary style mower.

On the day our lives changed we had both slept in, not having a lot of work to do as we were only just beginning the summer. I got up a bit earlier then her and after eating breakfast went outside and quickly mowed the grass. I entered our bedroom as I would any other time and stopped dead in my tracks. Megan had not gone into the bathroom as she normally did and now stood between our beds turned toward me with no clothing on and in the state of shock we were both in she failed to cover up. It was the first time I had seen everything on her. Her hair was still pulled back from the ponytail she slept in exposing the long line of her neck. I could not help but to keep following the figure of her down and the next sight was the swell of her breasts. The light tan was not seen on their underside or just around the outline of her nipples. These were a light reddish color that made me think of wild strawberries. The sights continued down and came to the shape of her rounded hips that showed she was all woman surrounded the neatly trimmed bush of auburn hair sitting at the top of her lips cropped into the shape that looked like a heart with the upper part of her slit parting it in half , the rest shaved clean of hair. Then down the long elegant legs that models would die for.

I normally would have turned away to allow her the privacy she deserved, but for some reason I could not. She did not attempt to cover herself instead after a brief moment of shock she grabbed a tank top to pull over her breasts and then a pair of daisy duke shorts. I knew she spent a lot of time with out a bra and on days when it was cold out it was not uncommon to see the pinky sized nipples hard and there were many days that I splashed semen inside the shower wishing I could see the flesh for real. That she was now wearing a pair of tight high cut shorts with no panties on underneath began to cause images in my head and I could feel the blood forcing my cock to get hard. I did not cover it up as my sister had seen it many times before in either a pair of jeans or shorts that I was wearing.

Megan’s eyes got a bit wide at the sight of the stiff rod that was pressed against the fly of my jeans, and looking at me she gave a slight smile before saying, “Guess, if I can please you I got a pretty good chance of pleasing any guy I come across when we can leave here huh?” All I could do was nod in return as I turned red and after clearing my throat turned to the bathroom to wash up. I tried to take a shower much cooler then I normally did hoping it would help deflate the problem I was suffering but the image of Megan standing there nude would not leave my mind and I did the only other thing I knew to deflate a hard on. I was aroused and turned on that when I finally my knees almost gave out as I bucked my hips as rope after rope shot out to wash down the drain.

I got dressed after my cold shower thinking much the way my sister had and went commando to let the air flow pass through the material of the shorts I was wearing. The cool temperature inside of the cabin helped to keep the heat from outside being unbearable. I entered the kitchen to find my sister sitting at the table with a cup of coffee in her hand and one next to her that she had set aside for me. “Hope it isn’t to cold, you were in the shower a bit longer then normal.”

“Sorry sis, I should have knocked before…”

“Its okay, I should have changed in the bathroom like we are used to, but I thought I had enough time to change when I heard the mower running.”

I sipped my coffee not knowing what else to say. She finished her cup then moved over to the kitchen sink. A pile of dishes from the night before sat waiting her attention. She emptied the kinks to fill them with hot water, bending to reach inside the lower cabinet to get the dish soap out. As I watched the folds of her pussy became visible one on each side of the inner seam of the jean shorts she was wearing. I was in mid swallow when it happened and the hot coffee I drank tried to choke me as it went down the wrong pipe. The coughing startled both of us me because it came shooting out of both my nose and mouth. Bent over trying to catch my breath I saw the legs of Megan walk up before I felt her hand on my back and asking if I was alright. I nodded I was as I was still trying to catch my breath, feeling the sting of the coffee that had passed through my sinuses. She stood over me until I sat fully up once more able to breath normally. A few seconds later, she went to one of the closets in the hall bringing a mop and the bucket to clean the floors.

“So what happened?”

“Promise not to get upset?”

“Yeah, you nearly died. Hello that’s more important then me getting mad at out.”

“When you bent over to get the soap from under the sink your labia was on each side of the crotch inseam of your shorts.

“Hell at this rate I might as well, walk around naked with as much as you have seen of me lately.