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Well it has been asked for, so here is my first attempt at erotic stories over a year ago.  Very proud of this piece even though it has more typos than a broken keyboard.  Hope you enjoy... This will take some time btw.

I should also add that this story is a commitment to read.  It weighs in at over 53,000 words or 130 pages in word form.   :) ... have fun

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woops!  Forgot the story.

Trouble Brewing…
Written by Scribbleskillz
Ch. 1 edited by Steve H.


(Author’s note: This is my first story and would greatly appreciate feedback.  Should I continue, should I stop?  What?  It has a different flow then most, but I enjoyed that fact of it.  Hope you enjoy)

This is going to be interesting.  My name is Taylor.  My last name, Anderson.  I have become victim to the most bizarre of circumstances.  If anyone were to tell me of them in the past, I would have called them a….I’m not sure, but there would definitely be some sort of court order in the end.  In order for this to be explained properly, let us meet some of the vital characters.

Meet Sydney.  Sydney is my younger sister.  She is nineteen with dark brown hair with the tips dyed blonde.  Her eyes are a deep amber with eyelashes that cascade around them like a sunflower.  They are just barely out of reach of her neatly trimmed eyebrows.  Her nose is a perky little thing accented with a simple stud piercing on the left side.  Her lips are that luscious upturned kind that look like they are as soft as…something soft.  Her tone is taunt.  She herself is like a live wire that can hardly keep her cut shape in place.  Her breast, perky and full.  Her ass tight and round.  Her stomach like a wall you’d love to bounce a quarter off of.  She is a handful to say the least.  

Meet Me.  Taylor Anderson. Now I know I told you a little, but this will be the rest.  I am twenty-one (Held back one year in school {not my fault but that’s a different story}).  I have the same dark hair as my mom and Sydney.  I am about 6’1” give or take.  190 lbs. I’m pretty toned and have kept with a regular morning routine of waked up, pushups, and go.  

My mother will be described at another time.

My father had died a year ago, but he was an asshole anyways.  Moving on.

Now there are others, but they will be introduced as the time comes.  So let us go.

It was in the afternoon on a Friday.  My last day of class for the semester went great.  Aced my last final and feeling good.  I drove home with a smile and was ready to party.  Unfortunately, my car wasn’t, and it died in the college parking lot.  SHIT!  Great way to start the summer.  This was the last thing I wanted to deal with.  So I just bummed a ride from a friend and thirty minutes later, I was home.  

Now I still live with my mother and sister, but after my father died, I never looked at it like I wasn’t’ ready to move out.  Just that it would be better if I waited until I felt like my mother could handle it.  So that is where I still reside.  Besides, it is financially best to take advantage of a situation like that as long as you can.  Back to the subject…

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When I arrived home, I was greeted with an empty driveway.  Not surprising because Sydney would still be at school, and Joanne, still at work.  So I go to my room and do what any guy does when he is welcomed with this situation.  

Right away I turn on my computer and begin my prep, almost ritualistically, for a good thirty minutes, to an hour of blissful masturbation.  Five minutes later I am sitting down with a cock in one hand, a mouse in the other, watching two girls fuck some lucky prick by a lake.  Just when I am about to pour some lotion on my hand to start it off right, I hear the sound of the front door open.

Oh Fuck!  My eyes go wide as I look to my own door.  To my horror I left it open.  I can hear the voice of Sydney at down the hallway.  Quickly I spring from the chair and ease the door shut just as hear laughter is heard closer.  She must be on the phone.  I sit on my bed and try and catch my breath.  I can hear her talking through the wall.  She must be in her room.

“Why can’t you come back for the summer?  I mean, it’s not like it’s unheard of to take a vacation…. Derrik.”

Oh she’s talking to Derrik.  That’s her boyfriend who’s on the east coast right now.  He got a job offering and to make a long story short, they still keep in touch.

“Yeah…really?”

She giggles.

Slowly I sit back in the computer chair and look at the screen.  One of the women is now riding the man as the other masturbates watching the two.  This should be my time.  Looking to the shared wall, I can almost see Sydney talking on the phone, lying on her bed.  Her posters covering the walls, which she is probably staring at.

“uh-huh….”

I lean against my bed wondering the same question I did for the past twenty years.  Why didn’t the contractor make thicker walls for this house?  I swear they were truly made of paper.

“Me?  I’m doing nothing right now…You?….Nope, No body’s home except me.”

I chuckle to myself.

“hmhmhm…Really?….hmmmmm.”

Well this could go on forever.  I look down at my depleted cock.  Sorry little man.  

“You really want too?…..I don’t know….It’s kinda dirty?”

What was that?

“Okay….I’m wearing my black spaghetti strap top.  Dark jeans and no shoes or socks…”

Are they really about to do what I think?

“Yeah?…..how’s that feel?….”

Oh my god!  This is unreal.

“I’m running my had down my neck.  The fingertips just barely brushing the skin.  Gently, I am now sliding the straps down my arm.  My sheer black bra can be seen.  I’m tracing the edges of the cloth.  Slowly…”

I can feel this twitch from down below.  My cock slowly starts to come to life.  This isn’t right.  That’s my sister.

“….Oh I bet…I have the edges of my shirt now.  It is sliding up my skin from the bottom.  My fingers brush up against my stomach as I lift it up….and….off…..”

I turn off the computer and sit on my bed.  This isn’t happening.

“Now….My hands are roaming my body.  I’m grasping my skin.   My palm is sliding over my tight stomach…I’m grabbing my breast….My Tit.  It feels soooo good….yeah?….how hard am I making you?”

Looking down I swear I have never been this hard.  My cock is pulsating.  The veins bulging.  I just can resist.  Reaching down, I wrap my hand around my tool and begin to squeeze.

“God that’s hot.  Oh yeah…..oh….god…I’m sliding my hand downwards.  I can feel the waist of the jeans. I’m undoing the top button.  And now, the zipper.  Slowly it is coming down.  God I just want to touch it sooo bad….please….”

Her voice sounds desperate.

“pleeeaaase…”

My ear is against the wall.

“I’m sliding them down my legs.  I’m left in nothing but my bra and black panties.  God they are soaked….I want a cock in me so bad….”

I’m stroking my tool now.  This is just….damn.

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“God yes.  I’m taking off my bra.  My nipples are like rocks.  Ugghhhh…oh yeah…I’m squueeeezeing my tit’s.  Oh God.  Let me…..yesss…Oh Fuck! I’m so wet…”

I’m pumping away like never before.

“Please..Yes…I am…let your slut…please….god yes……Oh fuck I’m taking off my panties.  And now…ughhh….”

I feel like I can see her.  Looking at the wall, I know she is there on her bed, breast in their glory.  Beads of sweat running down the cleavage, over her stomach, and into the crevice of her thighs.  If only I could see.

My pussy is sooo wet now.  I’m…I’m running my fingers over it….taking one…inside….oh god it’s soooo goood…..uh….yes…I love it.  It tastes so naughty.

Holy Shit!  She…Holy Shit!!!  I’m not going to last much longer.

I’m fingering my cunt now…..You like that?…my CUNT.  My PUSSY.  Oh it’s sooooo wet for you…God I want your cock in me so bad.  Oh god.  Yes… oh…I’m getting close.”

Cum Sydney.  Cum so your brother can hear.  My damn is about to burst.

“Oh god.  I’m..I’m Cumming.  Uh..  God Holly Shit!”

Her screams course through the wall as my groans join hers.  I feel my cock tighten as it ejaculates against the wall.  Towards her.  Towards my little sister.  Slumping down on the bed, my cum staining my sheets, I drift asleep…

………………………….

The next few days were kinda awkward.  We never really sat down and had dinner as a family, but I still came to be in the presence of Sydney quite frequently.  In all honesty, I started looking at her in a new light.  I noticed how much of a woman she truly had become.  Not only that, but any guy who could be with her, is one damn lucky guy.

On the next Monday morning, I woke up early.  Don’t know why, but couldn’t get back to sleep.  So I slithered out of bed and stumbled to the kitchen.

“Hey Taylor.  Good Morning.”

Looking up, there was Syd.  She was sitting at the kitchen table wearing a red cotton jumper that was small and loose. Small enough to show the stomach.  Loose enough to sleep in.  Frankly, hot as hell.

“Hey Syd.  What are you doing up this early?”  

“Mom woke me up on her way out.  She had to go Pick Aunt Claire from the Airport.
Uncle jack will be going on a business trip in Paris all Summer so Mom invited Claire and the cousins over for a while.”

“When was anyone going to tell me?”

“I just did, didn’t I” She sneered.  I could swear I saw something weird in her eyes.

“So Jeff and Mindy are coming over?”

“Yup.  And their special someone’s”

This isn’t unusual.  We have a big house.  When family comes to visit, the town seems to follow.

“Alright” I mumbled as I poured my coffee.  “I haven’t seen them in a while anyways, so it could be fun.”

“Yeah.  Maybe.  Hey! We could go to the lake, like when we were little”  

“Sounds cool.  We’ll see.”

As I began to walk to the table, something caught my eye. There was something peeking out of the front of Syd’s waist.

“What the hell is that?”  I said pointing at her stomach.

“Oh that!” she was giggling.  “I got a tattoo.’

“When?”

“Two days ago.  It’s still irritated”

“What!  No shit.  Well, Let me see.”

I took a seat as Sydney stood up.  She placed her thumbs in the waist and started to pull down.

“Wait a minute.” I began to stammer.

“Oh hush…”

And then she stopped right before her bush should appear.  I would have thought it would have started already…unless she shaved it.

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“So what to you think?”  She asked referring to the tattoo.

The TATTOO!!!!  That’s what I’m supposed to be looking at.  And how I missed it baffles me.  There it was.  Two small Celtic designs on the very spot where the thighs meet the body.  Below the belly button and above the treasures.  It was beautiful and focused the attention downwards like a funnel.  The edges and inside were clearly irritated because they looked red an inflamed.

“So did it hurt?”  I asked staring at a part of my sister I had never seen before.

“Yeah. It did, but not as much now.  And it feels weird too.  I mean with your hands.  The edges are kinda bumped up because of the tracing tool he used.  Here feel.”

Before I could react, she grabbed my hand and placed it against her skin.  Against her pelvis.  And I held it there.  Her skin felt soft and delicate.  The bumps at the edges felt light and like scar tissue.  I slowly started to trace the outline starting up high and traveling down.  I was able to witness with touch and sight, goose bumps appear on her skin.  I could hear her breath suddenly become deep.  As deep as my own.  And finally, I came to the end of the artwork.  I longed to go further down but couldn’t.  With my fingertips still against her flesh, I looked up into her eyes.  

“Did you like it?”  She asked holding my gaze.

“It’s…it’s really cool.”  

“I meant the other night.  Did you like hearing me get myself off?”

I couldn’t find words.  My eyes were wider than was possible.  How…. What?!?!?

“I knew you could hear me.  I knew you were in there masturbating.  I know you always do.  The sound can go both ways.”

“You knew?….But…

“I saw you shut your door.  I had been so horny all day that I was going to get off one-way or another.  This was just a fun and spontaneous way.  

“Get yourself off?  What about Derek?”

“I haven’t spoken with him in at least a month.  I was off the phone once I got to my room.  But let me tell you this;” Sydney leaned down close so we were almost nose-to-nose. “I haven’t cum that hard…ever.”

She had that look in her eyes again.  Lust.  Oh shit.  I tried to say something.

“Look, We need cool down for a second.”

“Are you sure?  You look to be arguing with yourself.”  She looked down.

Looking down myself, my cock was at full attention.  When the hell did that happen?!?  It was then that I also realized I was still touching her.  But more then touching.  I was working my hand in slow circular movements.  I pulled my hand away as if she were on fire.

“Syd….”

“Taylor.”

“Let’s take a breather, okay?…”

She looked as confused, and horny as I.

“Okay.”

“Look, I don’t think we should continue what we are right now.  It may not be much.  But I need to get my head together first.”

“I can deal with that.  I’m just…. Damn…. I’m sorry but I don’t know why I’m horny right now!  I mean, I shouldn’t be.  But I am!  I mean it is wrong but…. Shit!”  Sydney was as frustrated.  I was frustrated.  

“I tell you what.  Lets just throw our attention elsewhere for a short time.  It will also give us time to think about what could happen.  Though it could be great, could also be tragic.  You follow?”

“Yeah.  I do.”

“Alright.  Good…that’s good.  I’m..uh..I’m gonna focus on the lake thing.  Okay.  If you think of anything else that we should get for it, or anyone else, let me know.  But until then, I’ll be in my room” I started to leave.  Then Stopped “And Syd…Maybe, for right now at least…We should…. maybe warn the other person before we…you know.”

She smiled “Okay.  But I’m pretty spontaneous about that as I’ve told you.”

“Well band the wall a couple times then”

“I probably will,” She said with a wicked smile.  

“Okay then.  Then Later.”

“I’ll see you later.”

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Ch. 2

What the hell is going on with me?  Two hours ago, my sister and I had a very telling conversation, which quickly lead down a path I am not truly ready to tread.  But then again… Maybe I am ready.

I know there is something between the two of us.  She knows it as well.  Feels it, I should say.  I don’t know where it came from.  I know we both have been with others, so it shouldn’t be curiosity.  I with three different girls, and her…. at least one.  So maybe curiosity is a small part of it.  But it isn’t the main.  I mean when I look at a woman, any woman, I should expect to be turned on.  After all, they are a whole hell of a lot prettier than men.  So in that case, just because one is my sister, should that make a difference?  I don’t think so.  After all she is quite an attractive woman… Woman….

She is definitly a woman.  I don’t know if I had realized it before… but she has truly become a woman.  And she knows it.  What’s more, a woman comfortable with her sexuality and romantic aura.  The more I think about it, the more I realize that she is truly one in a million.  Perhaps more than a million, but many nonetheless.  But that doesn’t explain my feelings.  My urges that have recently been introduced in this new scenario.  

Why is it that she has this beauty and wit that I am finding myself victim too?  What is it that is crippling me?  Could it be her eyes?   Probably.  Her Lips?  More than likely.  Her slim yet athletically curvy shape?  Undoubtedly.  Just a glance at which leaves me wondering what it would feel like to press my body up against it.  To fill the curves with my own.  To fill the voids.  All of them.  What would it be like?  How great would it be?
Curiosity is definitely one of the main reasons… yes, definitly curiosity.

Anyways, back to the topic at hand… planning the trip for my cousins, sister and me at the cabin on the lake.

Well, everything was going great.  I found out that the cousins, Jeff and Mindy, would be here for a month.  Aunt Claire as well.  Also according to Sydney, they would both be bringing their significant other.  Well, that is a lot of mouths to feed.  So a trip to the local store is a go.  Next, transportation….

Well after another hour everything was lined up.  It was at that time that I heard a commotion in the living room.  Heading down the stairs, I saw my mother, Joanne, first.

Meet Joanne:
Joanne is a handful.  She is our mother yet acts as young as the kids.  She is beautiful, being the main line from which Sydney derived her looks.  Dark black hair she keeps just above shoulder length.  A thinner jaw line than Syd, but that doesn’t count against in the least.  Her shape has a little more bulk to it, but she has raised two kids to adults, so that is expected.  Final point: She turns heads like the best of them.

Joanne was laughing and chatting with Aunt Claire.

Meet My Aunt Claire:
Aunt Claire is the younger and more outgoing version of my mother, Joanne.  It is difficult to believe it, but she is.  She works out regularly and doesn’t stop herself from saying the most shocking of comments.  Most guys would be lucky to pass her on the sidewalk.  Aunt Claire is a Fox.

What the hell is wrong with me, I’m checking out my own family.

It was right after this little thought that the door opened.  

“Mom…. Mom! Where do you want your things?”  Asked Jeff as he came in lugging what looked like all the luggage they brought.

Jeff:
Jeff is just barely twenty.  He and I were pretty good friends growing up.  He’s got brownish hair I think.  It’s kinda dyed funny right now.

Behind Jeff was Mindy.  Mindy, sweet Mindy… I need a therapist.

Meet Mindy:
Mindy is my cousin as well.  She is actually twenty-two.  Yet she doesn’t look a day over eighteen.  She has a nice athletic build.  She used to be a track runner.  Because she spends a lot of time out in the sun, her skin has a darker hint to it.  She has long, straight black/brown hair.  As it runs down her spine, you can’t help but watch it rest right above the small of her back which acts like the last visual stop before her nice tight ass…She also just caught me looking.

“Taylor!”  She cried as she ran up and gave me a big hug.  Did she really see me?

“Taylor, how are you?  Gosh you look great.”  She stated.

“Thanks Mindy.  You know me, I have my ways.  And how are you?  You are looking… Jeff!  What is happening? How ya been?”

Jeff dropped the luggage at the door.  “Hey, Hey!  Taylor, my man.”  

The door opened again.  Two more people came in, Eric and Janet.  Eric was, of course, carrying all the luggage that was left behind.  

“Janet, come here,” Jeff called “ Janet, meet my cousin, Taylor”

“Hi,” Janet said.

Janet:
A cutie.  Good for Jeff.  Blonde, Slim, Great Tits.  

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Mindy called for Eric.  

Eric:
Looks like a Jock.  Short hair.  Big build.  But a nice guy.

“Hi, I’m Eric.  And you are Taylor,” Stated Eric as he looked down to me.

“Yeah that’s me,” Stated I as I looked up to him.

“Pleasure to meet you.”

After all the pleasantries were exchanged.  Sydney came downstairs and met the newbies as well.  We all had dinner, played a little poker, which somehow became a game of ‘Bullshit’ (also known as BS).  Well pretty much everyone was involved, except Janet and Mindy who were taking a self-guided tour round the house.  Once they returned, Sydney and I introduced the idea of the cabin at the lake.  Everyone thought it was a great idea, except our mothers.  

“I don’t know” Mom said.  Claire looked a little apprehensive as well.

“Come on guys.  We are all adults and Taylor already went through all this planning.” Pleaded Sydney.

“Yeah, I got all the bases covered.”  

Janet joined the cause “Please Aunt Jo.  It’s gonna get pretty boring here for a month, so why don’t we spend one week up there?”

“You know I don’t really have a problem with it,” stated Claire.  “I just don’t want to be the one to pay for all the food.  

“We’ll take care of that!”  Jeff chimed.

“Yeah, don’t worry, we got all the bases covered.” Syd threw in.  I said that already, right?

Mom started to look like she was going for it, and luckily Aunt Claire sealed it.

“You kids have a great time.   It’ll be alright.”

YES!!!  We got the cabin!  All my mom could do was turn and give her a look.

“What?”  Asked Claire in false shock.

“Alright.  All right.  You kids can go.  But…. ‘

‘Here it comes’ we all thought.

‘It’s been so long since I’ve been up there, I know you guys won’t mind if we join you the last couple days?’

‘It shouldn’t be a problem’ I said as I looked around.  No one seemed to mind.  We got the cabin, and that’s really all we need.


We acquired all the goods.  The meat, the breads, the snacks.  And most importantly, the booze.  Luckily, we would be chilling in a cabin that is fully furnished, so that means plumbing, and electricity.  Everything was looking green as we packed the SUV.

As we gathered the troops, the general attire changed for every one.  We would be in the mountains, so best dress for it.  Syd wore some tough duty shorts, a tight shirt, sunglasses, and a hat.  Mindy, a tight set of shorts.  Tank top to match.  And Janet.  Short collard shirt, and a denim mini skirt.  

We did a last minute check.  Said our good byes, and started the drive.  It was a long ways, being around four hours of driving.  So we all got comfy.  I was the driver, Syd sitting shotgun.  Mindy and Eric behind.  And in the back, Jeff and Janet.  

It started off great.  Everyone in high blood singing to the songs blasting from the radio.  Tossing chips and pretzels across the car.  Seeing who could catch what.  I was able to view it all from my rear view mirror.  It sucks being the driver some times.

At one point in time Jeff tossed up his CD pack so we could change the music.  Well Jeff isn’t the best aim and it crashed right into the rear view mirror.  The result of which, was to direct my line of sight directly at Mindy as she leaned over to smack Jeff.  As she did so, I was greeted with the greatest view of her ass pushing the confines of its poor little shorts.  As Jeff pulled away, she leaned further.  What that caused was for the seatbelt’s shoulder strap to slide from her side and catch on her waistband.  The tension caused it to begin to pull against her, pulling the fabric down ever so slowly.  First revealing to me the thong strap underneath.  But just then, she pegged Jeff with a good shoulder slug and turned back around.  As she sat, she put the strap back into place between her gorgeous breasts, and looked right at my eyes in the mirror.  Shit!  Busted again.  She smiled and winked.

As the drive wore on, we all became less boisterous.  And pretty soon, everyone was either taking a nap or staring out the window.  The driving hadn’t become difficult yet, so I could let my eyes roam.  And as they did so, I noticed Syd’s tattoo peeking out again.  I vividly remembered the touch and feel of it.  Running my hands against her pelvis.  Feeling her heart beat.  As my eyes traveled up, I say her round cleavage slowly rising and falling to her deep, steady breathing.  How I desired to feast my eyes on all of her skin.  To see what was on the other side of that wall days ago writhing in pure ecstasy.  Just a wall then and just clothe now.  If only.  And as my eyes gazed, I realized that

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something else was happening.  My feast had fed my loins with desire.  My cock was beginning to rise.  What horrid timing.

I glanced around the cab to see if anyone would be able to view my situation.  And by the seating arrangement, that only left the view available to Syd, and Mindy.  When looking upon Sydney’s eye, her sunglasses were what my sight met.  Her breathing suggested sleep.  I hope she was asleep.  Looking in the rearview mirror, I let my eyes fall to Mindy.  She was intently watching something.  Something in front of her.  Something that brought a smile to her face.  A wicked one at that… and once again, she looked up to me.  

She held my gaze.  Held her smile.  Then slightly, her lips parted.  The tip of her tongue slid from it hidings.  She gently traced the outsides of her lips.  I could hardly keep my attention on the road.  Then I heard the sound.

A sudden gasp came from the back seat.  Followed by a hush.  Glancing in the mirror, I could see Jeff sitting close to Janet.  She tried to look out the window, and Jeff the same, but their hands were busy between the two.  All I could see were movements from their shoulders, but that is where you’d read a punch.  Janet was biting her lower lip and stifling tiny moans as Jeff clenched his jaw.

A quick look to Eric and Syd suggested their state of consciousness leaving them oblivious, yet Janet’s locked me in once more.  She too was biting her lip.  Breathing hard, and from what I could tell, pressing her thighs together tightly.

My heart was pounding.  And suddenly,  

“So how much further do we have?’

Sydney woke up and stretched in the front.  I looked in the back and they were still.  Mindy staring out the window nonchalantly it was almost as if nothing had happened.  

“Not much longer, go back to sleep” and she did.


We arrived around 7pm at the cabin.  And by the feel of our joints, not a moment too soon.  Most of the ride was smooth, but the last part was full of too many jolts.  I parked the truck and we began to unload.

Jeff grabbed his bags. ‘Man I haven’t been here in ages.’

‘It sure has been a while.  The lake is smaller than I remember though’.  Stated Mindy.  

The cabin sits right on the lake.  Half on the hill sloping into it, and half built on the lake itself with a pier running out of it.  Quite a beautiful little piece of earth.  

We all gathered our gear and headed into the cabin.  

“Wow” came from Eric “how many bedrooms does this thing have?”

“It actually only has two.  But don’t worry.  There are enough blankets to go around.  Syd and I are actually going to stay in the living room.  There are two couches there and one folds out to a bed so we’re set.”

And we pretty much were.  Aside from the two bedrooms, it had a bathroom, kitchen, dining room and a basement where the washer and dryer were.  Ah, the comforts of roughing it.

“What about power and water?”  Inquired Janet.

“Well up over that hill there, that is where the water is sent from.  When we are away, we shut it off, so I’m gonna go set the flow in a bit.  As far as power, we just have to switch the box on down in the basement.”

With that we began to unpack.  The two couples claimed their rooms while Syd and I tossed our stuff in the living room.  After that, I grabbed a flashlight, headed down to the basement.

That place still freaks me out.  Dark and spooky.  As a child I was frightened of it and the Uncles never made it easier.  Now, I’m just slightly scared.  Enough that I just want to go in and get out.  It didn’t take me long to find the fuse box.  And once I hit the switch, the cheers from informed me of my triumph.  I turned around and sped out.

As I came back into the living room, Janet was bounding down the stairs with a big smile on.

“This looks great.  And we got it for a week, right?”

“Yup.  And we got tons to do.  There’s rafting, hiking, boating, swimming, eating and drinking”  

“Here, Here!”  Cried Jeff as he popped open the closest ice chest and began to pass the beers around.  “Let the good times roll!”

And we drank.  Beer after beer.  We through in a couple frozen pizzas, and had ourselves a wild time.  And after a bunch of innocent drunken dancing, we found ourselves in the living room, sprawled all around.  And somehow, we began truth-or-dare.  I believe it was actually Janet’s idea because she was the first to go.  She really began to open up once she got a beer in her.

“Okay, I’ll go first.  I choose truth.”

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Mindy looked at her as only a drunken girl could “Truth huh? Hmmmmm. What is your biggest turn on?’

Janet began to giggle. “Mine?  The same as every girl.  I loooooove a nice cock...”  Well that was a quick one.  Janet continued, “…Especially a good thick one.  It doesn’t have to be long.  But it definitly has to be thick.”

The crowd was surprised at that one.  That’s the way to start the game.  

“Alright, Jeff’s turn.”

Jeff looks round the circle.  “I’m gonna feel this one out.  I’ll take a truth.”

Sydney looked up at him with an unfazed face. “Do you have a thick cock, Cuz?”

“Holy shit!  Maybe we should have picked a different game.”  Jeff stood up.  He looked a bit uneasy.

Sydney jumped up “Wait a minute, Chief.  We just want to know about your size.  You let Janet say what turns her on after all.  We just want to know if its you?”

“Oh yeah it is” Janet slipped.  Her eyes went wide and the crowd roared with laughter.  Jeff took a seat next to Janet again.  

“Well Sydney, how about you then” asked Jeff a little defensive now.

“Fine.  Truth.”

“I have one.” Chimed Mindy.  “It’s kinda dirty though”

‘Like the others weren’t.’ stated Eric.

“Well it’s a little worse.  You up for it Syd?”

“Let’s see what you got.”

Mindy seemed pleased with herself.

“Describe in full detail the hottest, most kinky sexual experience you’ve had.”

“Now wait a minute.  I’m her brother.  Let’s not forget that.  She may be uncomfortable telling something like that in my presence.”

All eyes looked to her.

“Are you cool with that?”  Asked Mindy.

“I’m fine if Taylor doesn’t mind.” She looked across the room into my eyes.

All eyes were on me now.  I took a deep breath.  “Go ahead.”

“Okay.  Well it didn’t happen too long ago.  I was a one of those cheap motels that rarely clean their sheets, and there was this guy in the room next to me.  I knew he was there because I could hear him jerking off the night before.  These walls were paper thin…”

I looked up at Sydney.

“Well I had a suspicion that this guy was eavesdropping on me.  So I decided to have a little fun with it…”

Everyone was glued to her story.  My collar was beginning to feel tight.  

“Well I had been dating this guy by the name of Derrik for a while.  We broke up about a month before, but he had this thing about phone sex.  I don’t know why but it jumped into my head and before you know it, I was talking out loud as if I were on the phone with Derrik…”

“Wait.  You were talking on the phone with Derrik?”  Asked the wide-eyed Janet.

“No I wasn’t actually on the phone with Derrik.  I was pretending so this guy would think I was.  So he could hear…. anyways, it wasn’t long before it got naughty.”

“What happened?”  Asked Jeff.  

“Well I began to talk like I was having phone sex with Derrik.  I began to pant.  To moan.  To get all hot and heavy…”

The group was beginning to pant themselves.  The men began to lean forward more as if to hide something.  The girls began to get squirmy.

“Well something I wasn’t counting on was how worked up it would actually get me.  And the next thing I know, I’m stark naked, sweating profusely, legs spread, and pleasing myself just for this guy next door to hear.”  She looks up into my eyes.  ‘God it was hot.  I climaxed just before he did.”

The silence that hung in the air was deafening.

“Wow” was all Eric could say.

I stared at the floor knowing very well that stranger next door was me.  And that cheap hotel was our house.  I can’t believe she told them about our experience.  

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“Alright Mindy.  Your turn.”  Taunted Sydney.

“Me, huh?  Well then, let see what kind of dare you guys have in mind.”

The crowd went to thinking.  

Just then, the sky lit up.  Seconds later the cabin shuddered with a great thunderclap.  The Weather!  I didn’t check the Fucking WEATHER.

“Wow that was a big one.”  Exclaimed Eric.  “That’s only a few mile away.”

We all rushed to the windows in time to see lighting strike the hills followed by a boom closer than the last.

“So what does this mean?” asked Mindy.

“Get the candles out.  This may just breeze by.  But there’s a chance that we will lose power.  Perhaps we should call it quits for now and hope we can still go out tomorrow.”


When I woke the next morning, I was greeted with the sound of rainfall on the roof above.  A pleasant sound indeed, but not what I wanted to hear.  

I had decided to sleep on the love seat and allow Syd to have the bed.  She didn’t complain much, being half asleep at the time already.  Now when I look down at her, I can’t help but take in her rebellious beauty.  Everything from the dyed hair, the nose ring, and the hidden tattoo.  This is the type of woman I’m drawn to.  

God I need some coffee.  

I head over to the kitchen being as quiet as possible.  We don’t have any clocks up so I don’t have a clue what time it is.  Whenever we would come up here for family gatherings, it was a vacation.  And none of the adults wanted to be a slave to the clock on their vacation. Hence, no clocks here.  

As I neared the kitchen, I became aware of a serious hangover.  My head was splitting.  I would kill for that coffee now.  Upon entering the kitchen, I noticed Mindy.  She had the same idea as I and was sitting patiently waiting for the coffee to percolate.  What’s with the women of this family and getting up early?

“Morning Taylor,” She greeted. “What got you up so early?”

“Lot of things can get me UP,” I slipped.  She giggled.

“Coffee.  I need a good cup of coffee”

“Hangover?”

I groaned my answer.

“Well coffee isn’t going to help much.  You need a glass of water.  You’re dehydrated.”

“Right.  Water.”  I grabbed a glass and stumbled to the sink.  When I turned the faucet on, the sink did nothing.  

“Ah, CHRIST!”  I said.  “I forgot to turn the water on.”

“Tell me about it.  I made the coffee with some bottles I brought, but I’m fresh out now.”

I looked out the window.  The rain was really coming down.  

Reluctantly, I stated “Well… I’m gonna have to go out and turn the pump on.”

“You’re not really going out in this are you?”

“I’m afraid so.”

“Is it far?”

“Not too far”

“Well I suppose I should come too.  It will make it more bearable anyways.”

I looked over at her.  She was already in the hall.

“Just give me a moment to change,” she said as she went into her room.

Well who am I to argue.  I grabbed a coat and found an umbrella in the closet. Heading into the kitchen, I wrote a note letting the others know where we were heading.  It should only take about a half hour.

Once I finished, Mindy was at the door wearing some pants, boots, and a blue t-shirt.  

“Don’t you have a jacket or sweater?”

“Didn’t think I’d need one.  Do you have extra one?”

“Not myself, but I did see an old sweater in the closet here.”

I opened it up to find this big wooly sweater.  “Here you go.  Oh good, it’s wool.  Wool can still give off heat when wet.”

“Good to know.” And she put it on.  It fit a little big on her, but she definitly looked warm.

“All set?”  She asked.

“Let’s role.”  

And out we went into the downpour.  

Man it was something else.  These last of the season storms tend to be, but that fact didn’t help any.  I opened the umbrella and handed it to Mindy.

“Here.  I actually have a jacket on.  You can stay dry.”  

She smiled and took the umbrella.  We began heading up hill.  

The trees that were around the base were a mix of fur trees and pine.  I know this because we planted many of them.  But as we went higher, the trees became a little more skewed and gnarly.  The wind shaped many of them into these twisted shaped.  Pretty cool to look at.  Horrible to walk through.

We had only been out for a bout ten minutes when we had to stop.  It had been a while since I had done this last.  My dad left markers along the way so we would go straight there.  Unfortunately, I can’t seem to find them.  It was here of course, that the wind really began to pick up.

“Why did we stop?”  Mindy screamed over the rain.

“I can’t find the markers.”  I shouted back.

“Markers?”

“Yeah.  My dad placed these in the ground above the pipe that feed the water.  I can’t find them”

“What do they lo-

She was cut off by a big gust of wind that knocked us both back.  The umbrella flew right out of her hand and high up into a tree.  So much for that.  I rushed over to Mindy and tried to help her up, but the trees twisted branches had gotten entangled in her sweater.  The result was this x-year old sweater began to unravel.  We both were now soaked and Mindy in nothing but a shirt.  

She cold water was causing her clothes to stick to her skin hugging her tight.  Her nipples were pushing back against the confines almost like they were trying to free themselves.  Her hair was against her face.  Her eyes now on mine once again.  I had to look away.  

“Here, take my jacket.”  I offered.

“No I’ll be fine.”  She claimed.

“Well then I’ll just leave it here if you don’t take it.  So come on.”

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Shivering, she nodded.  I placed the jacket over her shoulders and she held it tight.  Teeth chattering, she smiled at me.  

“Thanks,” she said while holding my gaze.  She moved up and kissed my cheek.  So innocent it seemed but her lips stayed close by.  I turned my head slightly and could feel her breath rolling past my lips.  The water rolling down her face made her skin glow.  A drop fell from her upper lip and landed on my own.  If I just closed my mouth, they would wrap around one of the sweetest sets of lips I have ever seen.  We can’t do this.  We left for a reason.  We had to hurry and get this done.

Placing my hands on her shoulders, I pushed her away.  Mindy’s eyes blinked open.  

“Come on.  It shouldn’t be much further.”

And so we began our assent again.  We guessed the right direction from there and went in a ‘straight line’.  Pretty soon, we came across a marker and found ourselves on the trail again.  Once we got to the pump, the rain let off a bit.  

The water pump was high on a hill, which provided a great view of part of the valley.  It was placed up here to let gravity provide water pressure.  Until now, I thought that was convenient.  Now, just a pain in the ass.  I grabbed the nozzle and directed the water flow to go towards our pipe. There was a hiss, a hum, and then I could feel the pipe in my hand fill with water.  Success.

“That’s it.  Lets go back.”  I said to Mindy.

“Gladly.”

On the way down.  Mindy took the lead.  This I did not argue to.  It gave me time to think about how things have been progressing.  About Syd, about Mindy, and about that lovely, water tight ass just a few feet in front of me.  Once I noticed that, it was all I could watch until we arrived at the cabin.

As we opened the door, the smell of bacon and eggs filled our noses.

“That’s what I’m talking about.”  I said as I walked in the find Janet and Jeff making breakfast.

“Hey guys.  We have water yet?”  Asked Jeff.

“You tell me.”

Jeff turned the faucet to present us all with the lovely crystal stream of water.  

“Presto!”  Jeff joked as he flipped his hands in the air like some magician.  

“Good job Jeff.  Very impressive,” said Mindy as she hung up my jacket. “Now, if you all don’t mind, I’m going to go change.  I could cut class with these right now.”  She said as she pointed to her nipples.  Then she ran to her room still shivering.

“So any news on the radio about the storm?”  I asked the two.

“Well we heard that it should only last today, but lets see.  It is supposed to be a little crazy further north.”  Replied Jeff.  

“Well that just means we will have to have our party indoors today.  Any objections?”

“Check it out!!!” was a cry from down the hall.  In came Syd with a big box.

“You guys won’t believe this.   I went downstairs to try and see if we could get the heater to turn on…”

“Wait, what’s this with the heater?”  I asked about this new bit of news.

Janet responded, “It conked out about ten-fifteen minutes ago.  It looked kinda old.”

“Hey, guys, back to me.”  Came from Syd.  “So anyways, I was down there, and I began to look around, right?  Well I found all these boxes.  One of them was this.”

It was a big brown box marked ‘Claire’s’.  Syd opened it up.

“Go on… Take a look”

Looking inside, we found a bunch of games.  Board games, cards, chess, checkers.  Bunches of things.  

“Hey cool, so what do we got?’  Asked Jeff.

“Well, Mainly ‘Risk’, ‘Twister’, ‘Chess’, and ‘scrabble’.  But keep looking.”  She encouraged.

And so we did.  And upon lifting the last game, we were presented with a bunch of magazines, photos, and videos.

“What’s all that?”  Asked curious Jan.

“Well, here you go,” said Syd as she reached in and grabbed one of the photo albums.  Janet looked at it and looked to Syd.  She motioned to open it as the rest of us gathered around.  Slowly she lifted the cover.

The first page was a title page reading “Summer ‘84”.

“Summer of ’84?  Wasn’t that the first year our parents began to come up here?” Asked Jeff?

“Yeah,” I said.  “It’s when my dad built this.”

“Hey! What are you guys doing?” asked Eric and Mindy as they came

“Come take a look” Jeff beckoned.  They both crowded over to us.  Mindy right behind me pressing herself against by body.  I could feel her breast caressing my back.

Janet turned the page.  There were four photos.  There were various people in all of them.  Some of which included my father, mother, Aunt Claire, and Uncle Jack, and some others I had never seen.  It seemed like a regular part.  People drinking, people dancing.  Janet turned the next page.

There were more shots of people dancing.  Some people on the couch appeared passed out.  There was one shot of the table that held the liquor.

“Damn! Look at all that booze.  Now that’s a party!” exclaimed Eric.

Janet turned the page.  The next four were getting a bit more risqué.  People groping others.  One had Aunt Claire with out a shirt, holding her bra on ad three different guys grabbed her ass.

“That’s my mother ladies and gentlemen,” stated Mindy right next to my ear.  I could feel her breath pass each time now.  

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Janet turned the page.  Here a gasp went out amongst us all.  The couples dancing on the dance floor were getting pretty heavy.  One woman had her partners cock out and was openly stroking him.  Another had two girls on the couch that were pulling back their skirts to reveal one shaved and the other didn’t.  The next picture had Aunt Claire completely naked on a table getting eaten out by a woman with dark hair and a scarf.  The last of that page had Uncle Jack passed out on the ground with his manhood pulled out on display.  It wasn’t hard, but it was still quite impressive.

“Maybe we shouldn’t see anymore.” Stuttered Janet as she began to close the book.

“NO!” came from the rest of us in unison and we continued our intrusion.

The next page gave me a shock.  There was my mother, naked from the waist down, rubbing Uncle Jack’s dick against her shaved pussy.  And apparently, was deriving the intended result.  He was gaining consciousness.  It took me a moment, but I noticed the scarf around her neck.  She had been the one eating out Aunt Claire.  I didn’t say anything, but my mind was racing.  

I suddenly became aware of Mindy’s breasts again.  I swear I could feel her nipples piercing my back.  My cock went rigid in response.

The next shot had Aunt Claire on the table being pounded by my Father while she sucked off one guy and jerked off another.  There was something white on her chest which doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what.

The group was all hypnotized, breathing in unison.  My cock, border lining on ripping through the confines of my pants.  In the mean time, Janet kept turning the pages.

The next, the women on the couch in a sixty-nine.  The next, the dancing couple fucking each other doggy-style on the dance floor, then all the women lined up sucking off the guys, then the guys eating out the girls, followed by and shot after shot of partner swapping.  The very last shot consisted of Aunt Claire and My mom licking cum off of one another.  Janet slowly closed the book.

“I can’t believe what I just saw.”  Said Jeff.  His face a bit red.  His pants bulging.

“Pretty wild isn’t it.”  Sydney said.  She was obviously proud of herself leaning against the wall.  She was quite obvious when she took looks at the guy’s crotches to see the reaction the photos had.  She then turned and left with a smile.


About an hour later, I was down in the basement working on the Heater.  I heard some footsteps behind me and turned to see Sydney.  She had that look again.

“I’ve been doing some thinking,” she began.

“Have you?”  

“I’ve been thinking about that talk we had the other day.  I wanted to let you know what I thought.”  She took a step forward.

I turned back to the heater. “And what is that.”

“Well…  at first I was a little weirded out by it all.  I mean at least it think I was.  Not too sure,”

This may be a while.

“But then I began to realize that I’m always into trying new things, you know?”

I picked up a wrench and began to unwind a bolt.

“And I never really wondered about it till last week.  What would it be like?  I’m betting it would be pretty hot.  Pretty wild.  Especially because everyone says you shouldn’t do it.  But how many girls truly get the chance to fuck their brother…”

The wrench fell.  Up until this point, neither of us actually said it.  We just hinted around it.  But she just did.  I could hear her take a step closer.

“You told me to consider everything.  And I have.  Trust me, I have. I woke up in the middle of the night and had to consider it over again and again until I considered myself to sleep…”

I got the meaning.

“And with you right there, I was easy to imagine what you would…say.”

I felt like I almost had the heater done.  Just needed to this last wire to snap into place.

“Well I did that.  And I want you to know, that no matter what happens.  I’m fine with it.  I’ve prepared for the worst.  So now it’s up to you….”

She let that last word hang as she left.  

I closed the control box and turned the dial.  There was a click and a hum and a cheer from above.  Though it was still cold down here, I wiped the sweat from my brow.


To celebrate the return of our blessed heater, we decided to barbeque Hawaiian style.  What that pretty much meant was dressing like we were ready to hit the beach (swimsuits and shorts) and lit the grill on the porch with the heater set to high.

Eric took over the job as Chef.  He tossed on the Beef patties and a few hot dogs to boot.  The girls all were inside cutting vegetables and slicing cheese for the burgers.  Jeff and I were busy making fire and creating a surplus of margaritas.  

“This is great, man.”  Jeff said, “Being up here again.  It truly takes you back.”

“I know what you mean.”  

Jeff took a sip of his margarita.  As I got the fire blazing.

“There we go.”  I said after looking at my accomplishment.  “Kinda feel like I’m ready to be shipped to an island with nothing but a volleyball and a smile now.”

“Oh, yeah, Sure.  Go get that island.”  Jeff joked.

Seeing as how everything was pretty much done.  Jeff and I sat down.  

“So how long have you and Janet been an item?” I inquired.

“Round about eight months now.”

I let out a whistle.  “Long time for you, eh?”

“Yeah.  But she…  Oh man!”  He looked over his shoulder at the kitchen.  Coast was clear.  “Man that girl is a wildcat when she gets going.  You know me.   How am I ever supposed to say goodbye to that?”

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“Sounds pretty serious.”

“Not serious really.  More we hardly take anything seriously.  More like dysfunctional.”

“Yeah, that one flows in the family blood there.”  I stated.  My mind flashed to images of the photo album earlier.  Based upon Jeff’s blank stare, his too.  We both took a big gulp of our margaritas.

Jeff leaned in.  “You mind if I ask you a… bizarre question?”  He asked in almost a hushed voice.

“Shoot” I responded.

“Is there a strange… vibe in the air?  It may just be me.  But… You know what I mean?”  

I took a deep breath.  “Yeah.  I do.  It’s new to me but…”

Mindy came waltzing into the room.  “Hey guys, Dinner’s ready!”

Jeff and I got up and gave each other a look that could only be read as ‘good luck.’

Dinner was great.  We had the most sloppy of burgers.  Went thru pitcher after pitcher of margaritas.  Everyone was feeling great.  So what did we do?  We danced!

Sydney went out to the truck and snagged her collection of CDs and through in a dance compellation.  We were jumping around to some crazy 80’s tunes and kicking back to a little 90’s rock.  Pretty much it got all our blood pumping.

At one point in time, I just had to sit down and take it all in.  Janet was dancing around in another collard shirt open a few buttons to reveal her yellow bikini top.  Down below, the bikini bottoms just barely came out of her jeans with holes torn in them.  I couldn’t help but look at her in a new light given the information acquired from Jeff.

Scanning the room once more, my eyes fell upon Mindy for the umpteenth time that day. She had on a black tank top that just barely covered the gray sports bra underneath.   As my eyes travels south, they rested upon her short tight running shorts.  Sliver with a blue strip down the sides.  My god it was magnificent.

And then there was Sydney.  Rocking out talking to Eric just wearing her bathing suit top and jogging pants.  Her tattoo was sneaking its way out on both sides of her abdomen, which I noticed that the guys saw too.

It didn’t take long for Janet and Mindy to notice I was sitting down.  They both rushed up and dragged me back to the floor.  I was pinned between the two as their bodies moved to the music.  I felt someone grab my ass at one point in time, but with the bodies all in one spot, I couldn’t tell whom.  All the girls looked guilty.  

“Hey!  Why don’t we play a game?”  Came from Janet.

“Sounds like fun.  We still need to finish the one last night.”  I said looking over at Mindy.  She raised an eyebrow with a smile.  

“Well how about twister?”  Came from Sydney as she pulled it out of ‘Claire’s Box’.  

“Oh you guys are soooo screwed.”  Came from Janet.  

Ah yes… A challenge.

“Aren’t we a little old for…” Jeff started.

“Hush!”  Mindy erupted.  “I’m feeling a little twisted right now so I say let’s play.”

There’s a double meaning in that.  I’d bet my left nut.

So we moved the furniture out of the living room and set up the mat.  Everyone took their shoes off.  Because of the number of people we had and the number that can play, we had two people sit out.  One spinner.  One Sub.  And then the four players.  Because we wanted everyone to get a turn we had a rotation set up.

The first person to fall leaves.  Everyone else holds that position.  The ‘Sub’ is then placed into the game as a new player starting from scratch while the others are already knotted.  The old ‘Spinner’ becomes the ‘Sub’.  The person who just fell, becomes the ‘Spinner’. Thus we created the never ending game of Twister.

First up on the field was Eric, Janet, Mindy, and Sydney.  Jeff was the Spinner, and I was the Sub.  We went one at a time.

Jeff spun. “Eric, Right foot yellow….”

It didn’t take long for the knot to present itself.  Sydney was the lowest with a  hand on both reds, a foot on yellow and a foot on green.  Hovering over her leg was Janet who had her hands and legs causing herself to arch above Syd.  Mindy was looking quite comfortable next to Syd who had two feet and one hand on blue.  And one hand on red.  This kept her in an almost frog-like position.  Eric, as luck would have it, has just been switching his feet from both yellow and green.  Right now, both are on yellow.  But it is his turn once again.

Jeff spun.  “Eric, Left foot green.”

Sydney couldn’t help it “Are you fucking with me?”  

“No I’m not!  Look” he held the spinner up.  “See.  Left foot green”

Jeff moved his left foot to green.  As he did this, it opened up my line of sight to Mindy.  The position that she was in was stretching her shorts pretty tight.  So tight, I could see the outline of her panties as they cherished her pussy mound.

Jeff spun again.  “Janet… Left foot Red.”  

Janet looked to the closest spot.  Unfortunately she should have to stretch herself over Sydney.  Slowly she picked up her leg.  

Jeff and I watched as she stretched her leg up, into what looks like the splits in mid air.

Jeff whispered to me “She was really into Gymnastics”

Carefully and effortlessly, she placed the leg down near Syd’s head.  When she did this, Syd looked up to Janet from down between her legs.

“Syd, I do believe you are the first woman to have that view so close.”  

Syd’s only reply “I’m honored.”

Jeff spun. “Syd, lets see your…. Left hand on blue.”

Syd looked down and began to stretch her arm there.  As she did, it raised her ass so she had placed it in-between Janet’s outstretched legs.  Thus placing their pussies together.  Janet gasped at first.  Syd

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Then Mindy’s turn.  She had to stretch her right hand to yellow.  The only one was directly in front of her.  She took it effortlessly.

Then the moment we were waiting for.

“AH-HAH!!! ERIC, LEFT HAND YELLOW!!”

The only one available was under the entwined girl duo of Syd and Jan.  Yet he still reached and then fell.  As he did, he bumped Jan who in turn applied a little more pressure to Syd.  To keep her from falling, Syd pushed back.  Apparently their situation began to have an effect on them.  But it was now my turn.

It didn’t take long for me to find my way entwined. Pretty soon, I found myself with Mindy right below me.  Myself arching over her, Janet stretching behind me, and Syd chilling easy on the side.  Then Mindy had to move a foot.

“Mindy, Right foot green.”

Mindy looked back and saw a space right next to my right.  She stepped back and placed her ass in my crotch to get there.  My god it fit just right.  I could feel myself growing hard.  With our situation, Mindy could too.  She just kept slight pressure.  Every now and again, I could feel her shifting her wait so as to rub up and down.  God I wanted this to last.  But it didn’t.

As time went on people came and went from the group.  We kept finding ourselves in these positions.  Bodies pressing up against one another.  Tangled in ways only dreamed about.  At one point in time, I found myself straining to keep my body off the ground facing up and stretching a foot and hand out of my sight.  Jeff was beneath me in a way I could not tell.   Mindy mixed up with him and one of her legs wrapped round mine.  And to my right, Syd, and it was her turn.

“Syd,” Janet called. “Left foot red.”

Sydney took a look under me, then over.  As she looked at me I could see the light in her eyes again.  She lifted her leg up and began to lift it over my body placing her spread ass to my chin.  In the process, she had to lean her face directly over my loins.  The position was awkward to the point she had to rest her wait on me.  I could imagine her breath right above my groin.  Her lips inches away from my aching tool.  My lips inches away from her most hidden secret.  I could detect the slightest scent.  As I peeked down, I could see a darker spot where I knew her pussy was pressing against the pants enough to reveal the fact she could not be wearing panties.  

As her foot settled into spot, she moaned with the stress of the position.  She slowly began to rest more wait on me.  I was resisting but couldn’t hold out for long.  My mussels straining in the cumbersome position until finally, we fell.  All as one we sank to the ground.  A giant pile of flesh.

The fall caused Syd to slide back and settle her mound directly on my mouth.  My eyes went wide with surprise and I swear I could taste her through the fabric.  To my surprise, my tongue reached out and ran against the barrier starting from the base it could reach, to the top.  A low moan escaped her lips, which was hidden by the groans from below.

Suddenly I snapped to realization what was going on.  I rolled Syd off and got up to try and help the trapped duo.  What I didn’t know was when I fell; I caused Mindy to fall onto her brother in a way that trapped one hand on her breast.  It wasn’t known until Mindy began to get up and Jeff’s hand unconsciously stayed.  Mindy stared at his hand on her as Jeff suddenly snapped to awareness.  Quickly he pulled his hand away as we all stared.

“Oh God! I’m sorry Mindy.  I didn’t mean to I swear!”  He stammered.

Mindy just blinked “It’s… It’s all right.  Really.”

There was an uneasy feeling in the air.  No one truly knew the right thing to say.  

“Well… I could sure go for another drink.  Any takers?”  I began.

Instantly there was an approving response from everyone.  I went into the kitchen and fixed up a potent blend of drink, through in some straws and headed back.  As I brought them back, they were almost guzzled down.  After something like that, it doesn’t take long to get back into a lighthearted mood.

“Well now what?”  Came from Janet.  Her eyes light with a certain soft haze.

Mindy took a swig.  “Well, we should finish the game last night.  I still need a dare.”  She said with a grin as she licked her straw.

“It’s just going to become another game of  ‘truth’ after that.”  Jeff stated.

“Well I have an idea,” came from Syd.  “Why don’t we kinda spice up a different game so as to keep the fun up.”

“Whatdoyou have in mind?”  Eric slurred.  For a big guy, he was taking quite a punch from the booze.

“Well, we could play poker…” Syd started.

“That’s not fair!  I’m horrible at poker.”  Cried Janet as she stumbled to her feet.  Through my experience, Jeff was too.

“Well then, what about ‘Bullshit?’”  She replied. “All you need in that is to be able to bluff, or count.”

“So where is the spice?”  Asked Mindy.  She had the look like she knew.

“You see, I was just thinking, because we can’t play for money… How about we play for clothes?”  

This really hung in the air.  We all looked round each other trying to hide our levels of intoxication.

“You’re serious aren’t you?”  I asked.  I’m not sure what it really sounded like.

She shrugged her shoulders.  “Sure.  Why not?  We all are adults here, right?  I just thought it would be an interesting change.”

“But wait a minute,” started Janet. “I’ve never played that before.”

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“Well it’s been a while for me too, Jan, but I think I’ll be there with you,” came from Mindy.  “Come on, let’s give it a shot.”  She looked around at the rest of the group.

“Well, I’m fine with it if the you guys are,” Eric said.  His eyes not truly focusing.

“I’m in!”  Cried Janet who began to laugh profusely.  

It was just Jeff and I.

Jeff looked at me.  “We’re adults, right?”

“I’m pretty sure.”  I muttered.

“It’s just a game anyways… I say I’m in.”

Just me.  I looked down into my drained Margarita glass.  I could feel all the eyes of the group awaiting my response.  I think it’s time to call some bluffs.

“Let’s do it.”


“So how exactly do we play?”  Janet inquired.

“Okay.  This is the game…” Syd began.  “We deal out every card in a deck.  No Jokers though.  Once everyone has their hand, you get a minute to organize them if you want.  Just putting them in numerical order in your hand.  Aces up to Kings…”

The group was clued.

“The first card to be played has to be an ace.  To decide who goes, The Ace of Spades must be it.  So that person starts us off and places that card face down.  They could put as many aces as they have with it as well, but it isn’t necessary.  When you place a card, you call out what it is and the number.  For example; if I was doing threes and I had two, I would put them down and call out, ‘Two Threes’.  You all with me?”

Most of us knew the rules, yet still listened and nodded.

“So once the ace is played, the person to the left goes next.  Their card must be deuces.  Same thing goes.  They can place as many down as they like, yet must call it.  After that are threes, and so on and so forth.  All the way up to kings.  Now obviously at one point or another, you will be required to play a card you do not have.  Say you are supposed to play a Jack but have none.  This is where it gets fun…”  She looked around at us.

“You will have to be sneaky in this situation.  Use as many as you want but put any other card down.  Like a Five or a Seven.  Doesn’t matter.  You are substituting it.  So you have one seven and play it for a Jack.  You place it face down and call out; ‘One Jack.’”

“So you bluff?”  Came from Jan.

“Yup.  You bluff.  Or try to.  You just better hope no one calls it.”

“And what if they do?”

“Well, at any point in time, after a card (or group of cards is played) anyone can call ‘Bullshit’.  If they do they must check the last card(s) played.  If it was a bluff, the one who did it takes the entire played pile.  If it was the truth, the one who called ‘Bullshit’ takes the pile.  Your goal is to run out of cards first.”

“So when do we… you know.”  Jeff stuttered.

“If you get caught in a bluff, you take the pile and lose one piece of clothing.  If you falsely call a bluff, same thing.”  Sydney smiled that cunning smile of hers. “Here’s the catch though.  The other person takes the clothing off.”

There was a brief pause.

“Still want to play?”  She teased.

We all looked around at each other.  One by one, we each nodded to continue.

“Wait a minute.  The score looks a little uncertain here, some have more articles then others, isn’t that a little unfair?”  Janet asked.  

“Well let’s even up things some.  Everyone strip to four pieces of clothing.”  Mindy stated.  

The guys took mental notes.  With Our shorts/pants, Shirts and boxers, that left our socks to count as number four.  We were already set.  

Thee girls took off their socks.  All except Syd.  She just stood unmoving.  

“Just one sec…” she started, then grabbed a bag and ran to the bathroom.

“What’s that about?”  Asked Eric turning to me.

I had my suspicions but kept them to myself.  Counting her socks, she only had three pieces of clothing with her top and bottoms.  She went to add one.

“Everyone ready?”  She asked as we all sat in a circle in the living room.

“More than I’ll ever be,” answered Jeff as he too sat down.  And so a circle was formed.  First with Sydney, then me, then Mindy.  Next to Mindy was Jeff, next to who was Janet, and next to her was Eric.  

As we settled down as Sydney produced the cards.  She dealt them out.  Because of our numbers, four of us received nine cards and Janet and Eric only got eight.  There were no complaints.  A moment was given to allow people to organize their cards.  Neither Syd nor I did however.  Just one of the ways we like to be able to prep for a bluff if the need arises.  She and I have played this before, obviously, but never would I consider these stakes.

“So who goes first?”  Asked Jeff.

“Who ever has the Ace of Spades.”  Syd Replied.

“One Ace,” came from Eric as he set down a card face down.  He looked to the rest of us.  Who am I to call on him.  No offense, but I’m gonna let the guys bluff all they want.

“Two deuces,” called Syd as she laid two down face down.  I looked at my hand.  Threes to me.  I had one.  I could add another card and go for the bluff, but I’m gonna let things warm up a bit first.

“One Three,” I laid the card down.

“Two Fours,” Mindy laid down two cards.

Eric looked at his hand.  “Bullshit!”  He called with a big grin.  

“See for yourself,” she countered.

Eric smile began to fade with concern.  He reached out his hand and flipped the cards.  There lay a Four of clubs and a Four of Diamonds.  The girls erupted in hoots and hollers

“Shit!  I had two in my hand, I was certain someone had one at least.”  Pouted Eric.