Accidental Incest

Trees, Trees and oh more trees! All I saw when I looked out the window were trees no variation at all. They were all big and green. Boredom had set in and I was only an hour into my family?s road trip. I could see my parents' mouths moving but my iPod was on too loud and I couldn?t understand what they were saying. Suddenly Mum turned round and again her lips moved but I didn?t hear what she said. She wanted a reply. I guessed at what was asked so I went for a casual ?Yep? as a response. All of a sudden a large booming laugh came from the other side of the car. It was my brother. He was home from university for the month. Twenty-one, 6 foot 3, star of the university rugby team and a legend in our hometown for being one of the most sexually active guys at the school. Something I hated. Not that I was jealous, I mean I was 18, 5 foot 7, pretty hot - oh, and a virgin. But it didn?t bother me. What bothered me was all the guys at school thinking my legs would just open up for them istanbul travesti at the drop of a coin. They didn?t. I mean I wasn?t exactly proud of still having my virgin card safely in my possession but I wasn?t the only one. My best friend Jeanna had never slept with anyone either but she and her boyfriend were getting pretty serious and from what I knew she went to his house last night but I hadn?t heard from her since I left. I yanked my headphones out of my ears and accidentally shouted but corrected myself quickly. ?What?s so funny Dylan?? ?She asked you what you wanted for lunch, not something you usually respond ?yes? to? He quickly started to laugh again. I looked out the window, put my headphones in and then fell asleep. I was woken by a vibration in my pocket, it was a surprise, but I liked it. I just got a text from Jeanna. ?OMFG ANNIE!! We did it! Robert and me! We actually did it! No longer a virgin!? Brilliant. Only virgin istanbul travestileri in my group of friends. This got me thinking about sex. Thinking of the raw, animalistic yearning that I had deep inside me for someone to be deep inside of me. I could feel myself becoming moist- just what I needed on a family holiday. I took out my headphones and spoke to Dad: ?Dad, what time is it?? ?Its about 12 honey, we?re just stopping for lunch soon so don?t go back to sleep? I sat back and waited for us to reach wherever we were eating lunch. When the car stopped I looked out to see an acceptable excuse of a café but it wasn?t exactly the Ritz shall we say. We went in, sat down, ordered lunch and then spoke about Dylan and his amazing university life. Mum and dad ordered some coffees. I got up to give myself a break from the overwhelming stench of family favouritism and made my way to the toilets. I stood on front of a door. I was looking around travesti for separate toilets for men and females but there wasn?t any. I went through the door. The toilets surprised me. I had presumed that it would be one little dingy room but it wasn?t it was large, clean and with many separate cubicles. I went to the closest cubicle. I sat down took out my phone and looked back at the text my head jumped back to wanting someone inside me. My body knew what I needed. My hand slowly ran down the side of my body to my trouser line and then made the plunge down into my panties. I let out a small moan. I heard the toilets door swing open. I looked up. The grafitti on the cubicle walls was brought to my attention. Many cocks and ??? is a slut? etc. I followed the ?artwork? around the cubicle until I came to something I really should have noticed before now. A large hole cut in the left hand wall of the cubicle leading into the next cubicle down. ?Holy fuck!? I let out. I thought to myself ?Are you kidding? A glory hole?!? I thought about leaving but what I had forgot about was my hand was rubbing my pussy, which almost instantly after discovering the gloryhole became very wet! Ideas ran through my head and subconsciously my hand caressed my pussy and I couldn?t stop it.