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.
Anyway, 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.
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," Sydney pleaded.
"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 spirits 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 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 her 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 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. 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?"
