Chapter 4: The Following Morning in the Clearing

I’d set my alarm for 0600, and was just starting to come out of a deep sleep when it started beeping quietly by my mattress. I stopped it, slipped out of bed, and into my shorts and a T shirt, then I went carefully up the stairs, not wanting to wake anybody. Guess who was sat on the top stair waiting for me, wearing a short skirt, not wearing any knickers and with her legs wide apart so that her dirty little under-aged schoolgirl incestuous vagina was the first thing I saw?

Abi looked even more desperate than she had the night before. She stood up and dragged me through the lounge and into the kitchen, then she blurted out, probably way too loudly, “Is it ‘Shit up Abi’s Cunt’?”. I considered, and it looked like she was going to kick me again, then I gave her a big smile and said “Well done! What do you think?”. Abi went bright red and threw herself at me, cuddling me as hard as she could, saying “Oh, that’s just what I wanted! Just what I wanted!”. Then she stood back and blurted out “How? Where? WHEN?”. I grinned back at her and said “How about back in the clearing?”. An emphatic nod, followed by “But WHEN!”. I could have tried to string things out a bit, but instead I just said “How about right now?”. Abi sat down on the stool which mum used when she was preparing vegetables and looked almost drunk with happiness at the prospect of what I’d proposed. “Oh yes,” she gasped, “but how?”.

I opened the fridge and lifted out the big jar which had contained the hotdog sausage which had been Abi’s first introduction to the world of perverted sex using shit, with only a single sausage left in it, and said “What would you like for breakfast Abi?”. Abi’s eyes shone and she whispered back “Please big brother, please could you force that sausage into the shit up my bum, then take it out and slid the shit-covered end as far up my dirty cunt as you can, then can we shared a shit and cunt cream covered sausage for breakfast?”. I nodded approvingly, saying “Abi, you must have read my very perverted mind, that’s exactly what I thought you’d want.”

I smiled at Abi and said, “Hmmm, maybe you do really like the idea of dirty perverted shit sex as much as I do my little sister”. She nodded, and said, “Can we go now, please, I just can’t wait!”. I got Abi to take the sausage out of the jar and to wrap it in cling-film, then I grabbed some kitchen roll and a packet of wet-wipes from the bathroom and added them to a back-pack I’d prepared the previous evening, then we went out into the back yard, put the dog’s collar on and lead on and headed off into the countryside.

I had never seen Abi so excited. She’d taken the dog’s lead off me and put him back on it, rather than letting him run freely as we normally did, and she wasn’t letting him stop at all, dragging him onward as soon as he even looked like he was thinking about stopping. I could see that Abi really was desperate to try perverted incestuous shit sex again as soon as she possibly could.

I walked alongside her as she was almost running along, then I gently grabbed her arm and pulled her to a halt. “Have you thought about what we’re going to do once we finish eating shit off that sausage my perverted little sister?”, I asked. It was obvious that she hadn’t. She shook her head. “How about I use the shit which we’ve forced up your cunt to lubricate my penis as I shove it as far up my perverted little under-aged incestuous schoolgirl sister’s cunt as it can go, then I can fuck her really hard until I inject her with all the sperm that thinking about her trying shit sex for the second time has made my balls create? Then when we’re finished, why don’t we let some of that dirty mixture of spunk and shit dribble out of your cunt into a bowl, then you and I can each add some piss to it, then we can share an early morning piss, spunk, shit and cunt juice cocktail? Then maybe I can clean your cunt out by sticking my penis up inside you and pissing up you as hard as I can?”

Abi literally dropped in her tracks, sitting in the middle of the path with her legs open and her vagina visible for anyone to see.

She looked up at me, breathing hard, and said “Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my God! That is the dirtiest thing I have ever heard”, her voice trailed off. She looked up at me, pale in the dappled sunlight on the path. “Can we really do that?” she asked, almost stunned. “Can we really? Please?”. “Well,” I said, “who knows how long it will be until we schedule a really dirty shit sex session again? I was thinking in terms of leaving it months at a time, so that we have ages to plan and look forward to the next one, making sure that we never, ever get blasé about our most dirty and perverted incestuous games”. For a moment I thought that Abi was going to faint.

She gathered herself and then reached up, and I helped her to her feet; she was shaking. “I never, ever dreamed of this.” she said. “Can we really do that? Will you be OK getting my shit all over your penis brother?” I nodded, and said “I really want your dirty shit all over my penis Abi, and you’ll need to suck my penis clean too, won’t you?”. It was Abi’s turn to nod. She swallowed, and asked “What will happen to the piss which you clean my cunt out with, should I just spurt it all over the ground while you watch?”. I lifted my back-pack and opened it, removing a drinks bottle and a funnel I’d pinched from the kitchen, then said “Would you like to collect it so that we can keep it for later to maybe spurt it back up your bum or cunt with that big syringe Dad uses to suck oil out of engines?”. Abi let out a gasp of disbelief and collapsed again, vagina on display once more.

Just as Abi dropped to the floor, two joggers in tracksuits, both girls in their early twenties, came trotting around the bend in the path, catching sight of Abi sitting in the middle of the path looking like a sheet, with me reaching down to help her up. They came to a halt beside us asking, “Is she OK? Can we do anything? Does she need an ambulance?” I reassured them that Abi was fine and that she’d just tripped over, which Abi backed me up on. I told them that Abi was my little sister and that we were just taking the dog for a walk when she’d tripped. They how old she was, and Abi confirmed that she was fourteen, then that I was fifteen, then there were more questions about how she was feeling as she sat there for a minute or two while they watched her, until she seemed to have got herself back under control, then they both helped her to her feet. Once they were convinced that we were both OK, we thanked them and they jogged off, glancing back as they went, then they disappeared from sight.

Abi gave me a gentle punch in the tummy, then she looked me full in the face and she said very, very slowly, “You are truly perverted and dirty, and you have the most amazing mind for thinking up things which make me want to be even more unbelievably naughty than we already are!”. The colour was coming back to her cheeks as she said, “Are we really going to do those things you just described?”. I asked, “Want to?”. Abi gulped and said, “How long do you think it will be before I’ve got shit up my cunt, your penis up there too, and there’s lots of my brother’s incestuous sperm inside his perverted young schoolgirl sister, then we’ve made and then drunk that amazingly dirty sounding truly perverted cocktail?”. Abi was obviously in a hurry.

“Oh, about half an hour, maybe?” I said. Abi gulped again and reached for my hand. She looked at me and said, “Please, can we start as soon as we possibly can?”. I nodded gravely and led her the last hundred yards to where one of our secret paths left the main one. We pushed off the path, stopping at a clearing we often left the dog in. There was a stump in the middle to which I tied the dog’s lead, such that he’d be able to run around, but not get into the surrounding trees, then I took a new doggy chew and a couple of his favourite toys out of my backpack, which got him excited. Abi and I patted and fussed over him, then we headed for our other, much more secret clearing, looking back to see the dog contentedly tackling his new treat. We push through the bushes until we were hidden from all view.