Vacation at the Lake (closed)

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So, my parents paid for a two-week family vacation, but of course, instead of taking us somewhere fun, like California or Florida or Colorado, we're going down to some big dumb lake in southern Missouri. Apparently there are cabins and activities and... And a bunch of stuff for young kids, families. But not a whole hell of a lot for nineteen year old brother and sister twins!

Of course, last minute, our folks had some kind of work emergency to attend to. Out of town. The cabin and vacation being already paid for and it being too late to get a refund, they insisted that my sister and I go and enjoy it.

They didn't exactly give us a choice in the matter. Two weeks stuck in a cabin with my big sister? She'd been away at college for so long we hardly knew each other anymore. We had just made it through our first year of college, apart, and this was not exactly how I wanted to spend a chunk of my summer vacation.

Granted, maybe it wouldn't be so bad, right? My sister was pretty easy on the eyes, so to speak. She was about five-foot-two, with long dark hair and big brown eyes. And a killer body. More than ample tits and ass accenting her petite hourglass frame. She had taken to bouncing around the house this hot summer in rather skimpy outfits, as well. I tried not to stare, at least when she would notice...

She was older than me by about two and a half minutes, and so I was always little brother to her.

"Tommy!!! You ready to go?" my mom called up. I had my bags all packed up and ready. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. I sighed and gathered up my things and headed down to load them up in the truck. I knocked on Jenna's door as I passed it.

"C'mon sis, time to go!"

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Bikini, check.

iPod, check.

iPhone, check.

Clothes and other essentials, check.

"Come on sis, time to go!" I heard Tommy call. I rolled my eyes, this trip was bound to be lame. When mom and dad told me we were going to some camping spot in Missouri I was for it, sort of. Okay I wasn't. I would've preferred Florida, Hell California would've been Heaven!

I trudged downstairs with my large suitcase glaring at my little brothers amused look. "What are you laughing at asswipe? A girl has to have her essentials." Once I managed to lug the suitcase down the stairs I smiled sweetly at him. "Can you carry it for me little brother, pretty please?" Then I batted my eyelashes at him innocently.

Tommy:
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I rolled my eyes; she always knew how to push my buttons, and she definitely knew I hated it when she called me "little brother". I was a good seven inches taller than she was! So what if she was a few years older?

"Fine," I grumbled, hefting her luggage and carrying it out to the pick-up truck. Jesus Christ, what did she have in here, anyways? I set it in the bed of the truck, and then got in and keyed the ignition as Jenna and our parents came walking out of the house.

"You guys have fun!" our mom was saying. I put on my sunglasses and turned on the cold air. It was sweltering hot and we had a four-hour drive through the backwoods to get to the lake. God this was going to be lame. At least, my sister would probably be in a bikini the whole time, right? She was smokin hot, after all! Sure it was probably nine different kinds of wrong to have those thoughts, but I couldn't ever seem to shake them.
 
I leaned back against the seat and pulled my Ipod out of my purse and put in the earphones, not really syked to be listening to what my brother defined as music. I was so not looking forward to this. Not one bit. After all, what was so fucking exciting about going on a camping trip with your little brother. I didn't even do that when we were younger unless our parents forced us to go on one of those lame camping trips.

"Wake me when we get there." I muttered then turned up the music full blast while closing my eyes.

About twenty minutes later, the car was fucking freezing. I felt like I was in antarctica for gods sake. My nipples were hard from the cold blast coming from the AC vents. Slowly, my eyes opened up as I reached forward to turn it off.
 
I rolled my eyes as she told me to wake her when we got there. This sure was going to be a fun vacation.

"Whatever," I grumbled. She was soon drifting into sleep, and I turned on the AC. I always liked to keep the car nice and chill when driving, especially on a long drive, so I cranked it up.

It definitely wasn't long before I glanced over and noticed her nipples had firmee up quite nicely and were poking out her thin top! I couldn't help but lick my lips, and my cock rapidly got uncomfortably hard in my shorts. I did my best to keep my eyes on the road, but soon she had waken up and was reaching forward to mess with the controls for the AC.

I quickly reached out and gave her hand a playful smack. "Don't even think about it," I said with a smirk.
 
I rolled my eyes as he smacked my hand. "I'm cold." I snapped. My hands brushed over my arms again, goosebumps covering my flesh. "It's not even that hot, stop being such a baby." When he focused his eyes on the road, again. I smirked to myself before reaching forward to turn the AC off.

I stuck my tongue out at him. "Sorry, thought about it and decided I want the AC off." I gave a little shrug, knowing he hated when I messed with the controls in his car. "Be happy I'm letting you listen to that crap you call music, little brother."

I couldn't help that I enjoyed the angry look on his face.
 
"Fine, whatever," I said, and rolled down my window. My face turned a bit red when she called me "little brother" all demeaning-like, but I bit my tongue before I said something too mean that I couldn't take back. I'd never hear the end of it. God, why was she such a snot?

This vacation was really gonna suck.

I drove on, the two of us basically ignoring each other. The rush of wind from my window was loud enough to give me a reason to keep quiet.

Soon enough, we arrived at the "resort". It was as advertised: crawling with families and I didn't see hardly anyone there my age. Great. I parked in front of the big, central lodge. "I'll get the keys to our cabin," I said, and got out of the truck before my sister had a chance to reply. I went inside and signed a few forms at the front desk, and was given a brochure, a map, and the keys. I headed back out to the truck. "Looks like we're right on the water at least," I said as I keyed the ignition.
 
I stared out of the window, inwardly groaning as little kids ran through the front of what was supposed to be a resort. It was even worse than I had imagined it. I shook my head, this wasn't happening. This COULDN'T be happening. I barely heard Tommy mention going to get the key until I turned to say something to him but he'd already slammed the door shut.

"This is going to suck balls.." I complained to no one but myself. Slowly, I stepped out of the car to get a better look. It was really no different than going to an amusement park except there was no rides or anything.

Spotting Tommy come back with the keys, I got back in the truck. I didn't say anything in response to his comment. I couldn't say anything. Leaning my head back against the seat, I groaned. "I'm gonna die of boredom, aren't I?"
 
"Yep, that was our parent's plan," I replied dryly. "Send us down here so we die of boredom and frustration and they never have to deal with us again," I said, smirking and winking at her. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, if I actually made an effort to be nice to her?

I pulled the truck to a stop in front of our little lakeside cabin, and got out, grabbing my bags and the beer on the way. I opened up the door and in we went. There was a main room, a kitchen, and two bedrooms, a master bedroom with a fullsize bed, and a kids room with a couple of small twin beds, and a bathroom.

There wasn't even a damn TV. "You're right. We are gonna die of boredom!" I said, dropping my bags.
 
I stepped into the cabin after Tommy and bit back my own groan, nodding my head in agreement with his comment. "Told ya." I brushed past him dragging my heavy suit case with me . I glanced around.

There was one bed. Only one bed. Glancing at Tommy then back at the bed. Rushing to the bed, I jumped on it."Dibs. You can sleep on the floor, you're a man aren't you little brother?" I gave him a sweet smile.
 
"Oh my God, you are such a brat," I said, sticking my tongue out at her!

This was shaping up to be probably the worst two weeks of my life. Since she had claimed the master bedroom, I checked out the kids' room with the twin beds. Yup. No way in hell was my six-foot-tall frame gonna fit in one of those little things. I could at least scavenge the blankets and pillows and set myself up on the floor in the living room. Still, it was going to be painful.

I headed back out to the living room, and peaked in to see my sister. "C'mon, Jenna, can't we at least share? I won't hog the blankets or anything, promise. Please???"
 
I actually hadn't expected Tommy to let me have the bedroom so easily. Hearing rustling outside the master bedroom and then my door opening, I glanced over at him. Images of Tommy trying to fit into a twin bed was an amusing thought, but we'd be stuck in this god forsaken cabin for awhile.

I was a bitch, true but I wasn't THAT mean.

"Fine. But you if you push me out of the bed, you get the twin bed. You can thank me by putting my clothes up." Smirking at his glare, I waved my hand towards the suit case. "Well, the clothes aren't going to move on their own."

I grinned at him as I walked past him.
 
I rolled my eyes. "Fine, whatever," I said, and let her stroll on past me. Was this how it would be all vacation? Would I have to do Jenna's bidding whenever I wanted anything from her?

More than likely. Ugh. What a fucking brat.

I grabbed her bag and dropped it on the bed, and opened it up. I started pulling things out.

Shoes shoes shoes. Who the fuck needs so many pairs of shoes, anyway. I chucked them all in the corner of the room.

Ok, a couple sun dresses. Kinda cute. Wouldn't mind seeing them... On someone else.

Skirts. Miniskirts. Tank tops. I kept them neatly folded and placed all in a dresser drawer.

Ok, interesting... Socks and underwear. Fancy underwear. Lacy, silky, all manner of items here. To be perfectly honest, I took my time with these. Lingerie sets? Really? Who the fuck did she think she'd be wearing those for? I'd definitely have to tease her about those when the time was right! A few different little nighties... My brain definitely went somewhere unexpected when I saw those, because I definitely wouldn't mind sharing a bed with her if she was wearing something skimpy like that... I threw all of it in its own drawer.

Bikinis. Swim suits. Like eight different options. I had one pair of swimming trunks in my bag. She has eight different options. I shook my head. I'd never understand women.

Okay... A shoebox. That was weird. I already saw all the shoes. Why would she pack a shoebox...?

Curiosity got the better of me. I opened it.

Oh. That's why.

Her stash of sex toys. Vibrators, a dildo, butt plug, lube... Handcuffs? Blindfold! Other items... Oh my!

"Hey Jenna!" I called out, pulling out the dildo and holding it up for examination. I had to smirk a bit. It was pretty big. I was bigger. "Where do you want me to put these?"
 
Flipping through my magazine, looking at all the different tourist spots, I smirked to myself. This vacation was going to be so wicked, especially with Tommy doing whatever I say. I knew he was probably going through my clothes, disgusted that I brought so much shit up here. It was then I realized that I'd brought my.....

Shit!

No he wouldn't even think of looking in my shoebox. He'd probably think that they were more shoes. I let out a calm and steady breath. It was okay, everything would be okay! Hearing my name being called, I got up and walked back into the bedroom. I started to pale then gave a cool, confident smile.

"Do I really need to spell it out for you dumbass? A girl has needs and besides, who knows who I'll find in this dank place. Maybe some college guy who wants to have a little fun. As for your question, top drawer. "
 
"Seems good," I said, waving the cock in my hand at her before putting it away. "Just, you know, put a sock on the doorknob or something when you and your buddy there are getting it on, so I don't come barging into our bedroom," I said, dumping the rest of her toys into the drawer along with it.

All done, I looked around, happy with myself. "I guess I should make myself at home too, huh?" I said, before moving past Jenna to go fetch my own bag and start unpacking...
 
I rolled my eyes watching Tommy wave the cock around trying to hide my laughter. He looked completely ridiculous. Finally after putting all my goodies away, I lifted my brow as he went to go get his bag. Curiosity got the better of me, so I sat down and waited for him to come back.

Surely there had to be something I could use to blackmail him. I laid back on the bed and lifted my phone in the air seeing if I could get any kind of internet. Nothing, absolutely nothing.

I groaned in despair, finally Tommy came back in with his bag.

"Sooo what did you bring?"
 
I came back to the master bedroom with my bag. I always travelled light, and this vacation was no exception. I sat down on the bed next to my sister, and within arm's reach of the other dresser, and opened my bag.

"Nothing exciting," I said. I produced the requisite boring clothes, tee shirts and shorts, underwear, my swimming trunks, a few pairs of socks, tennis shoes, toiletries.... And then got to the bottom of the bag and smirked.

Ah yes, of course. The only way this vacation was going to be remotely enjoyable. A small glass pipe, and a big sack of weed! "Here's the fun stuff," I said with a smirk, pulling out the bag and tossing it to my sister. "Give it a whiff," I said, curious. I had no idea what she'd think of it, if she smoked, or anything!

My luck, she'd probably call our folks straight away....
 
I watched as he pulled out his clothes, boring, boring, not even remotely blackmail worthy. And then he pulled out ...'the stuff'. I lifted my brow up at him and slowly sat up, wrinkling my nose as I sniffed it. My ex boyfriend used to smoke it. Things always did get interesting when he did.

Probably not with Tommy though.

"Have fun!" I said as I got up off the bed."I'm going to go see if I can find anyone fuck worthy." Grabbing my purse as I strode out of the door ready to explore my options.
 
I shook my head as Jenna left. I had no idea she was such a little slut! Well, good luck finding any dick around here, I thought. Once I heard the door shut I took my pants off, fixing to change into my swimming trunks...

But, jacking off seemed like the thing to do. I laid down in the bed on my back and started stroking my cock to hardness, which really didn't take long, considering where my mind was at after finding Jenna's sex toys. I couldn't help but think about her using them on herself... Riding that dildo like a sex-starved whore... Or her hands cuffed behind her back, sucking my cock...

Oh shit, did I really just go there?

My cock responded affirmatively, and agreeably, so I let my mind wander in that direction for a while, stroking myself all the way, until finally, thinking of bending her over this bed and taking her for my own, did I blow my load all over my belly and chest.

Panting, satisfied, I laid there for a minute, before running my hands over my chest, rubbing the thick, copious cum into my skin, and then finally did I get up and put my swimming trunks on. I grabbed a towel, slipped on my sandals, and headed out; just then I remembered the big bottle of vodka and cranberry juice I'd stashed in the truck. I grabbed it on my way out and stuck them both in the refrigerator, before heading down to the lake to see if there was any prospects for getting myself laid.

That turned out to be a big negative...
 
Growling as I made my way back into the cabin. All the guys were either pre pubescent teens or old happily married couples. Who knew that sort of relationship existed?

"Tommy?" I called, no answer. He must've gone out exploring. He wouldn't be gone long. I smirked to myself as I began raiding the fridge. "Ohhhhh look what we have here."

I grabbed the vodka and cranberry juice, pouring myself a glass and mixing the two together . When all else failed, there was always alcohol.

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My search for pussy a wild, spectacular failure, I reluctantly made my way back to the cabin. At least for a drink and a smoke. It was getting on into the evening anyways. Hopefully, Jenna's quest had proven just as much a failure. I really didn't want to walk in on her screwing some guy so soon!

That would make for an awkward rest of vacation, huh? I opened the door and went in, and saw Jenna standing there mixing herself a drink. Of my alcohol.

"Hey, I never said I would share!" I protested. "At least make me one, huh?" I said, dropping my dry, unused towel on the sofa and kicking off my sandals, leaving me in just my swim trunks.
 
I lifted my brow at him and grinned. "Yes little brother.." I poured him a drink as well and mixed it up, then handed it to him. "See? I can be nice...when I want to." I stuck my tongue out at him playfully before letting my eyes roam down his chest as I took little sips of my drink.

"So since there's absolutely nothing on the god forsaken camp site to do, guess that means we actually have to....bond or something." I cringed at the word bond. Spending a vacation bonding with my little brother was not exactly on my to do list.
 
"Hey, maybe it'll be fun," I replied, taking the glass and enjoying a drink. "Damn you made that strong," I said, squeezing my eyes shut for a moment as the alcohol hit me. "That's how I like 'em," I said, winking at her.

"Hey, we got a hot tub overlooking the lake. Wanna sit in there and have a smoke?" I asked. Weed was always better when it was shared, right? Even if I had to share if with my stupid sister.

My stupid HOT sister! Jesus, she had a body. Shame no one would be fucking it, right? My thoughts went back to what I'd jerked off about... No, no way. That would never, ever really happen!
 
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I glanced out at the hot tub and grinned. Yes, I could work with a hot tub. Hell, if done some crazy shit in a hot tub. I pretended to look thoughtful at his question."I guess we could do that..." I said. As if there was anything worth doing.

I pulled off my sheer white top revealing my aqua bikini, my breasts looked ready to pop out. "Don't just stand there." I put my hands on my hips."you promised me weed.." I grinned at Tommy as I made my way to the jacuzzi, my jean shorts falling to the ground mid way there.

"How long have you been smoking, anyways?" I asked as he came outside with the weed.
 
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"Umm, just like a month or so," I replied as I came to the back patio area. It was screened it to keep the bugs out, and had a lovely view of my sister's knockers.

I mean, the lake.

I was holding the bag, my pipe, and a lighter in one hand and my drink in the other. I sat down on the edge of the jacuzzi, sinking my feet in up to my knees, and took a drink, then set about loading the bowl.

"I did not think you'd be down to smoke," I said, smiling at her. Hell, for once, we kinda had something in common! Maybe this whole thing wouldn't be so bad after all.

I offered her the loaded pipe and the lighter. "Go for it, sis," I said.
 
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