Vacation with my Sister (closed)

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This was going to be a long two weeks.

It was supposed to be a "family vacation." I was home from college for the summer, and my parents decided to take me and my kid sister down to a big lakeside family resort type of place. One last big family thing. Okay, that's cool, not exactly how I wanted to spend a good chunk of my summer but it was kind of out of my hands.

Then, last minute, something came up, keeping our parents from going. But they insisted I take my sister down there and we enjoy it. It was paid for and too late for a refund. So... Yeah. Two weeks stuck with my bratty little sister.

My bratty, teenage, barely legal sister, whose body had apparently decided, over the past year while I was at college, to blossom from geek to gorgeous. Seriously, she had been a skinny little bookworm kid when I left. She was still a bookworm, mind you, but... now she had tits and ass and legs and hips and everything... the kind of body to inspire an awful lot of naughty thoughts.

Don't get me wrong, I had bedded a few smoking hot women in my time at college... but not a single one could hold a straw to my kid sister. This was bad.

It was a hundred degrees outside when we pulled up to our little lakeside cabin at the resort. The place was crawling with families with young kids. Apparently there were lots of activities to do, and to encourage that, there was no TV in the cabin. Just a living room, little kitchen, and two bedrooms, one for the parents and one with little bunkbeds for the kids. I was just happy I'd picked up plenty of beer!

"Guess it's time to unpack," I said to Lily as I put the pick-up truck in park. It had been a three-hour drive to get here. It was the middle of the day, and hot as hell. "I just hope the air condition works in this joint."


Tommy
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It was a huge relief to feel the wheels of my brother's pick-up grind to a slow stop once we reached our destination. A three hour car ride with Tommy had proven to be a special brand of torture that even I hadn't anticipated. We barely spoke for the duration of the trip and my motion sickness didn't allow me to read more than 5 pages of the novel I kept in my purse, for just such emergencies.

Of course I loved my older brother and cherished the tight bond we would undoubtedly share once our parents passed, but for now our relationship was awkward and conversation a bit forced. We grew up having the typical sibling hostility between us; he would tease me for being nerdy, and I would throw my superior intellect in his face, inciting another revolution in the vicious cycle. Since he'd gone off to college, our communication practically ceased altogether until mom and dad began raving about this family trip. The one they weren't even participating in.

"Don't jinx us." I sighed, happy to get out of the car and stretch my legs once I unstuck my short-clad thighs from the vinyl seat. It had to be one of the hottest days of the summer and it seemed like we'd be in for scorching temperatures for the remainder of our vacation. "If the AC doesn't work we're screwed."

Shuffling around to the back of the truck, I waited for Tommy to unload the bags. I felt somewhat guilty for how heavy my bag was, mainly because of the books I'd crammed into it at the last minute. But then again, my brother was strong enough to lift it without any trouble. He'd always been athletic and muscular, on top of being classically good-looking. I'd never ever mention it to anyone, but I'd had a huge crush on him since I started to "discover my body"; sometimes it was too embarrassing to think about, but I still kind of looked at him that way. As I picked my hair up off my shoulders, fanning the back of my neck, I couldn't help sneak a peek at Tommy's buff arms, wondering what they would feel like wrapped around me.


Lily:
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I picked her bag up out of the back of the truck. Damn it was heavy! I already knew that, though, as I had helped her carry her stuff out. Apparently it was jammed full of books; at least a couple of hard-covers, judging by what was digging into my back. "C'mon, kiddo," I said, teasing her a bit. She's hardly a kid anymore, Tommy, I thought.

I grabbed my own, significantly lighter, bag, and carried them both inside. I fumbled with the key but got the door open, and flipped on the light. The cabin was sparsely furnished, but it would do. A sofa, a couple of arm chairs, a table, a small refrigerator. A door to a back patio area. Two hallways branching off, which led to the bedrooms. I set our bags down as I peered into one of the bedrooms.

"Looks like this is the kids room," I said, eyeing the small bunkbeds. "No way I'm gonna be able to sleep in a bed that small! All you, kiddo," I said, staking my claim to the "master bedroom", which probably wasn't much bigger, but had at least a full size bed for an adult to stretch out in. "I'm gonna grab the beer," I said, and headed out to the truck again.
 
My nose crinkled with distaste when Tommy called me "kiddo". I was far from a little kid anymore, my chest and butt had filled out considerably, and I expected him to at least lay off the age jokes until we got settled in the cabin. After he teased me, I didn't feel so badly about the weight of my luggage; in fact, I kind of wished I'd packed more stuff to just make him struggle a bit. I folded my arms as I followed my irksome brother, quietly refusing to help him as repayment for his annoying comment.

I pulled the front door shut behind me, stepping inside of our temporary residence as Tommy unloaded our bags. Expelling a sigh of relief as the central air caressed my bare arms and legs, I inched my top up over my flat stomach to cool the rest of me down. I wasn't a picky type of person, so I was content with what I saw from the entryway, and I was eager to see more. Following closely behind as my brother explored the interior of the cabin, I rolled my eyes when he claimed the master bedroom for himself.

"You're such a jerk," I murmured, thinking that it was unfair for Tommy to call dibs simply because he was older and a guy. Shuffling into the kids' room, I dropped my shoulders in defeat. I wasn't going to argue about something as trivial as sleeping arrangements.

I flopped down on the lower bunk, testing it out as Tommy went out to the truck.

As long as I had a fair amount of privacy, I could manage. After all, I was a girl with certain womanly urges that needed tending to under the cover of night, and my brother didn't need to know about those.
 
I let the "jerk" comment slide off me; I didn't want to upset my sister, but there was literally no way I'd fit in one of those little beds! I went back out to the truck and got the case of beer and brought it inside, and started loading up the minifridge. Finished, I cracked one open and took my bag to my bedroom, and set it on the dresser. I didn't particularly care enough to load it all up in the dresser; I kinda figured I'd spend most of my time in my swim trunks, anyways.

In fact, that sounded like a pretty damn good idea at the moment, so I shut the door and quickly stripped down and changed into them. Happy in just the trunks and sandals, I grabbed my beer and headed back out.

This whole thing would probably go a lot smoother if I laid off teasing Lily a bit, I thought. I'd have to fight the urge, of course. It was ingrained in us as siblings to push each other's buttons. I headed around to her room.

"Hey, Lily, wanna check out the lake?" I called out, pushing her door open...
 
While Tommy was outside, I shuffled out to the living room to gather my suitcase. Wrapping my slim fingers around the handle, I stepped backward and dragged the heavy bag down the hall and into my room. Letting out a heavy sigh as I managed to get my suitcase inside the doorway, I knelt down on the floor and opened it up.

I didn't feel much like storing my clothes in the dresser, since that'd mean I'd have to unpack, so I just pulled out a swimsuit for the time being - a black bikini top with gold boy short bottoms. I figured that Tommy would want to go swimming soon enough and I might as well be ready for it. I leaned forward and nudged my bedroom door closed so that I could change.

Getting up to my feet, I peeled off my tank top then pulled off my shorts, leaving me in my cheek-hugging panties. I shifted out of my panties quickly, facing the closed door, letting them drop to the carpet beneath my feet. I stepped into my swimsuit bottoms, admiring the way they fit on my curves. Then, I reached behind my back to unhook my bra, bringing the straps down and along with them the cups that shielded my firm breasts.

The door began to creak open as I reached for my bikini top. "Crap, Tommy! Learn to Knock!" I yelped, instinctively holding my hands over my nude chest.
 
Of course I would barge right in while she was changing! I got an eyeful of my kid sister's rather impressive rack before she covered herself up and yelled at me.

"Shit, sorry, Lily, I didn't mean to..."

I really should have turned around, left, closed my eyes, or something at that point. Not sure why I didn't.

"Just wanted to see if you wanted to come check out the lake with me..."

My eyes drank her in for another second far too long; she really did have a killer body. Was I being creepy in my admiration? I hoped not. I finally tore my eyes away from her. "I, uh, I'll let you get changed," I said, turning around to leave.
 
A rosy hue filled my cheeks, the instant I realized that my brother had seen my bare chest. My neck burned and the peaks of my breasts grew hot beneath my palms. I knew that I had shouted at Tommy loud enough to alert the neighbors of something amiss, yet he didn't abruptly leave my room. He just stood there, staring.

Maybe he'd gone into shock.

"Tommy! Get! Out!" I urged, hoping to snap him out of his daze as my whole body turned pink with mortification. I was only grateful that my brother hadn't seen me completely naked.

"I'll meet you outside," I insisted, exhaling with relief when he finally excused himself and left me to put my bikini top on. I made sure to tie the strings really tight to ensure that this was the first and last time my sibling caught sight of my tits. Though if I was being completely honest with myself, I kind of wondered what he thought of them.
 
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"Yeah, yeah, okay," I said, blinking myself awake as I stepped out of her room. That was weird. What had come over me? Were her tits just that amazing that a mere glimpse was enough to send me into a stupor?

Apparently, they were.

I shook my head as I walked away from her door, though I definitely paused to glance back over my shoulder. Shit, where was my beer? I found it and took a long drink. I had a feeling I'd be making a few trips back to town to restock on beer over the course of these two weeks. I grabbed a beach towel from my bag and waited for Lily to come out, finishing the beer while I waited.

"C'mon kiddo, what's takin so long?" I called out to her.
 
I stood in front of the mirror above my dresser, administering a testing tug to the strings of my bikini before feeling assured that I wouldn't have a wardrobe malfunction. I fished a thin black hair tie out of my suitcase and pulled my soft brown hair up into a ponytail to keep it out of my face. I draped my towel over my bare shoulder, then remembered to remove my eyeglasses, not wanting them to get lost in the lake, before stepping toward the door.

"I'm coming," I called, twisting the doorknob, then peering out into the hall to find my brother, doing my best to be cordial even after he called me "kiddo" for the umpteenth time. It took a minute for my eyes to adjust. My cheeks were still pink from our accidental encounter, but I decided the best thing was not to mention it EVER again.

The faint aroma of Tommy's open beer lingered in the hall. I wanted a sip, but I felt too timid in the moment to ask. "Okay. I'm ready."
 
Everytime I shut my eyes, all I could see was my sister's bare tits. It had been a glimpse that only lasted a moment... but damn, she had a killer body! I won't lie; my brain definitely started wandering places it shouldn't.

Stop it, Tommy. It's perfectly natural, sure, she's a woman now, but... well... Damn!

I was definitely going to need to find someone here to screw around with! Just to get my mind off of her! I finished my beer quickly, and tossed the empty can in the trash bin. I was opening the fridge to get a fresh one when my sister came out of her room, wearing just her bikini and carrying a towel.

Damn.

The rush of blood to my loins was undeniable. This was bad. I grabbed an extra beer. Our parents weren't here, so what was the harm, right?

"Okay. You want a beer?" I asked her, a bit of a devilish glint in my eye as I stood up, holding one out for her.
 
“Yes.” I said, without hesitation. It seemed that we were both on edge from what had happened; alcohol would help mellow things out, I thought. So I reached out and accepted the cool bottle from Tommy’s hand, quickly twisting off the cap. “Thanks.” I murmured, lifting the bottle to my lips, tilting my head back and taking a refreshing gulp.

A trickle of the dark liquid slid down the corner of my mouth before I could catch it. It splashed onto the uppermost part of my left breast, just missing my bikini cup. I rolled my eyes at my clumsiness, using my free hand to wipe the moisture from my skin.

I looked up at my brother, assuming he’d be halfway out of the front door by now.

“Okay. Now, I’m ready.” I announced, lowering the beer from my mouth, leading the way out of the cabin. The sooner we got to the lake, the sooner we could both relax.
 
I watched her take her drink, and saw the little dribble of beer roll down her chin and hit her boob. I blinked and turned my head away, not wanting to gawk. I'd already gotten an eyeful and didn't need more inspiration for these naughty thoughts I couldn't seem to shake.

"All right, let's go," I said, happy to follow her outside. Our little cabin was basically lakefront, so we didn't have far to go to get to the small beach area. This beach area was a little more secluded than the others, thankfully. It wasn't overrun with kids, which was a relief. There were some adults there, though, but they seemed to be relaxing and enjoying the sun.

Or what was left of it, anyway. In the distance, over the lake, we could see storm clouds rolling in. The wind picked up a bit. It didn't look like a friendly rain, either.

"Well, shit. Guess we better enjoy it while it lasts, huh?" I said, spreading my blanket out on the sand and sitting down, taking a long drink from my beer.
 
When we reached the gritty part of the beach, where the grass was sparse, I pushed out of my sandals and wiggled my toes in the dark sand. I took another sip of beer, then carefully laid my towel out beside Tommy’s.

I probably noticed the incoming storm clouds at the same time as my brother, but he beat me to the punch. “I bet we have at least 15 minutes before it reaches us.” I surmised, knowing a little something about weather patterns from my well-rounded studies. Armed with this knowledge, I stuck my beer bottle in the sand, making a cozy hole for it.

Glancing back at my sibling, I gestured to the water. “Come on.” I urged, heading to the water’s edge and dipping my foot in. It was chillier than I’d hoped, considering how much the sun had been beaming down on us all morning.

Taking a deep breath, I stepped forward and waded in up to my thighs, feeling the weeds brush against my bare legs. I closed my eyes and dove in before I could think about it and chicken out. I swam out a few feet before surfacing, my teeth chattering as I turned around to find my brother in the shoulder-deep water.
 
I watched my sister get walk into the lake, and I took a long drink of my beer before setting it down to follow her in. She was right, we probably had about fifteen minutes. I could tell the water was a touch colder than she expected by her reaction, but she waded in anyway and then dove under!

Not one to ever let my kid sister out-do me, I followed her in, in the same manner, popping up out of the chilly water next to her a few seconds after she breached the surface.

"Hey, this ain't so bad," I said, letting myself float up to the top of the water on my back.

I noticed a young couple watching us from the beach. They seemed to be in their early twenties. They were clearly looking at us and talking to each other, but of course were too far away for us to have a clue what they were saying.

"What do you think they're saying about us over there?" I asked Lily.
 
I turned my face slightly to guard from the splash as Tommy popped up from the lake’s surface right by me. Passing my hands back and forth through the murky water, I noticed my brother’s attention drift further away from us. There were people in that direction but I couldn’t make them out very well, since I’d left my glasses in the cabin.

“Hmm,” I pursed my lips together, facing my sibling with a trouble-making grin. “They’re probably wondering what I’m doing here with a toolbag like you. You know, the usual.” Cupping my right hand in the water, I quickly dragged it toward Tommy, playfully splashing him in the face.

“Why are you so interested anyway? See a hot girl or something?” I asked, unsure of why it would bother me if he admitted that he was checking some chick out.
 
"Yeah, that must be it," I replied, giving her a playful splash back. "And yeah, I mean, the girl is pretty hot but she's obviously with that dude," I said. I swam around my sister.

"Just a little weird that they're over there checkin' us out, it seems," I said. "Ahh, whatever." I swam around a little more, but then rain drops started coming down. "This storm looks like its gonna be nasty," I said, noticing the folks on the beach starting to pack their things up.

"Damn, this sucks. What are we gonna do tonite?" I asked Lily as we swam back towards the beach.
 
“Obviously,” I giggled, defensively lifting my hands to block the spray of water Tommy sent my way. Finally, I was beginning to relax and have fun. That awkwardness from before had dissipated.

I rolled my eyes when my brother said the other girl in the distance was hot; leave it to a guy to shamelessly admit to ogling someone. I squinted in the couple’s direction, trying to make out what the pair looked like, but it was useless. So, I fibbed, “Oh yeah, that guy’s a total hottie, too.”

Peeking at my brother for a reaction, I sighed. Of course, we had to leave just when the water was getting comfortable. I followed his lead, making my way back to the sand, briefly grasping his hand for stability. “I don’t know.” I shrugged, pulling my towel from the ground, shaking it out then wrapping it around my waist. I reclaimed my beer, though I wasn’t thirsty for it anymore. “I don’t suppose you’d want to read?” I poked my tongue out at Tommy, knowing this was the last thing he wanted to do.
 
I squeezed her hand. "Read? Do you know me at all?" I had to laugh. Nothing against a good book, but I was just too active and scatterbrained, most of the time, to be able to sit still and focus on a book. I'd tried. A lot.

Truth be told, I was a bit jealous of Lily and her academic success. She was so well-composed, it seemed. I was just a damn wild child who was lucky to be as good at athletics as I was that I'd gotten some scholarships. Otherwise, I'd probably be working construction somewhere.

The couple that had been checking us out, gave us one last look as they gathered up their things. I turned to Lily. "I guess maybe they think we're a couple? I dunno. Maybe they're swingers," I laughed, "looking for another young couple for some fun." I nudged her a bit as I grabbed my beer and took a drink.

The rain had turned into a fairly steady drizzle at this point. The wind whipped around. "Shit, we need to get inside," I said, and as if to make my point, lightning flashed and thunder rolled not too terribly far off.
 
The clouds had swallowed up the sun above us, tinting the scenery below in ominous shades of gray. I tilted my chin up to look at the cottony accumulation, just on time to get pelted with a water droplet right on my nose. The rain was coming and it didn’t look pretty.

My eyes grew wide when I heard my brother’s remark. “What?” I scoffed, tucking the edge of my towel at my right hip. “Where would you come up with an idea like that?”I made a face at him when his elbow poked into my side. “You’re such a perv, Tommy.” Now, I wasn’t completely opposed to the idea of swinging; I’d read about it. I just wasn’t eager about the idea that I would do such a thing with my own brother!

I chalked Tommy’s crudeness up to his overactive libido and hurried ahead of him to the cabin, gripping my towel for dear life. As much as I respected nature and thought lightening was cool, I didn’t want to stand around and wait to be struck by it.
 
"Perv? Aww, c'mon, sis!" I grabbed my towel as I finished my beer and followee after her towards our cabin.

"You don't have to be such a prude!" I said, teasing her yet again. I guess it was just in my nature! I was still rubbing the water off with the towel. We got back to the cabin in short order, and went inside. I closed the door behind us, and took a momemt to admire the view of my sister's dripping wet body. Damn she looked good.

"Who knows? Could be fun, right. Something fun to do, anyway. Just to mess with them, right?"

Was I really racking my brain for ways to get close to my sister? She was right! I was a perv!
 
“I am not a prude!” I complained, feeling my face grow red with indignation.

Just because I followed the rules and preferred to stay in on the weekends, that didn’t mean I wasn’t at least somewhat experienced. I wasn’t a virgin and I definitely didn't bat an eyelash at the notion of pleasuring myself. But none of these things were Tommy’s business. I just wanted him to shut up about it.

I peeled the towel off of my body, then rubbed my hair dry. It probably wasn’t a good idea to step into the shower right now, what with the thunderstorm booming over our cabin, so this would have to do. “Maybe it’d be a good experiment for you to perform with one of your college skanks.” I suggested, with a bit of venom in my tone.

Sighing, I turned to my brother and dropped my shoulders in truce. "Just drop it, okay?"
 
"Yeah, yeah, sure, kiddo," I said. I could tell she was getting flustered about it.

"And I don't run around with skanks," I said, a little indignant at her remark. Not wanting to just stand there and watch her dry herself off (as much as I may have been enjoying it), I stalked off, a bit pissed, and headed for my room. The rain was really starting to come down now. I peeled off my wet swim trunks and pulled on a pair of black mesh gym shorts instead.

Fuck. What to do now? Stuck inside. No TV. I didn't particularly care for the stupid games on my phone.

Time for a fresh beer? Get drunk and pass out? Ugh, would Lily even be any fun to get drunk with? She was just a teenager, after all.

Guess we'll find out. I didn't bother with a shirt. I headed back out and found Lily still there in her bikini. I grabbed a fresh beer. "So... What now?" I asked her, cracking it open and taking a swig.
 
Of course I was only letting off steam when I accused Tommy of keeping the company of unsavory women. In truth, I didn’t know who he messed around with while he was away at school, and I suppose that wasn’t my business either.

I felt the mood of the room shift when my brother stomped off, obviously insulted by my remark. I kind of felt badly, but at least the topic was dropped. With my hot-headed sibling presumably in his room, I was left by myself in the living room. I sighed and sat on the sofa, wedging my towel beneath my damp butt, counting the distance between thunderclaps until Tommy returned.

Shirtless. Why did guys always find it necessary to walk around without being dressed? Would he like it if I strutted about the cabin without a top on?

“I don’t know,” I said softly, glad that he came back with a seemingly better disposition. “What do you do for fun at school?”
 
"At school? Well... When we're not studying or at practice, we usually have a party. You know. With people. We hang out. Drink. Play games..." I trailed off, taking a drink off my beer.

Of course! That's what we needed! "We play a lot of drinking games," I said. I grabbed a fresh beer for her. "Like 'Never Have I Ever'. So I'll say 'Never Have I Ever kissed a dude," I said, "and if you have done that, then you have to drink."

I handed her the beer. "And you can't lie. Anyone finds out you lied in one of these games, you have to be their bitch for a day. Got it?"
 
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