[Sylvia, Fran (her younger sister), and their mom were visiting my family at our cabin on the lake. Sylvia is about a year younger than me.]
Sylvia and her family came to visit this weekend, and I got to see her for the first time in about a year. She is getting really sexy looking! She and her mom and Fran have been to the coast and they all are well tanned. I was really kind of shocked at how they were dressed: all three in really short shorts and low-cut sleeveless T shirts. I was surprised their mom let them dress that way, and I think my folks were kind of surprised too. Anyway, Sylvia has sure got good to look at; her boobs have grown to orange-size mounds and she has nice wide hips. Her dark blond hair now hangs to the middle of her back. Fran is also very cute, thin with short blond hair, not much in the way of boobs, but clearly growing them.
Everyone was talking together, but I was mostly admiring Sylvia, who was standing a few feet away with her side to me. It give me a nice side view of her boobs, and I was pretty sure she wasn't wearing a bra under her shirt. At the moment though I was admiring her ass, which was hanging half out of her tight shorts. I was thinking to myself, "I can't believe I'm standing here, looking at her naked butt, and she doesn't even mind!" I was starting to stiffen up under my shorts (as usual, I didn't have underwear on).
Just then Sylvia turned to me and said, "John, it's really great to see you again!"
I guess it was true, because as she looked into my eyes, she slid her hands up her tummy and over her boobs, then back down and up several times. Especially the last couple times, she slowed her hands so that she was really fondling her breasts. I could watch the soft mass of her breasts shift as she caressed them. I was so turned on, my brain was spinning; I didn't say anything, just stared at her tits.
I don't know whether she was trying to show them off to me (saying, in effect, "Look how I've developed!") or what, but through my haze of sexual excitement, I wondered what the others thought about her actions, but no one seemed to have noticed.
She let her hands slide down to her thighs, drawing my attention to her crack, into which her shorts were pressing. I tore my eyes away and looked back up, but was caught by her nipples poking under the thin fabric. When I looked at her face, I saw that she seemed to be fixated on my dick, which had extended hard down the leg of my shorts.
"It's great to see you too," I finally managed to get out; that seemed to break the trance, and she looked back into my eyes and smiled. I think I know now what it is when a girl's "in heat!"
Just then everyone started to move. The parents were headed to the living room, but Mom snagged me to help her get drinks. Sylvia said she was going to sit on the deck, and Fran was really into a book, so she disappeared to read it.
Mom made some oblique comments to me like "Sylvia is really growing up, isn't she?" but I just grunted noncommittally. She gave me an ice tea to take to her, and I tried to hide how happy I was to oblige.
I found Sylvia sprawled across a lounge chair, sunning. Her legs were spread wide, and the narrow strap of her shorts barely covered her crack. I tried to keep my cool as I brought her the drink, but my boner was pushing against my shorts again; she watched me closely as I crossed the deck.
And she made no attempt to close up her legs. Nor did I try to hide my boner, which was a sincere expression of admiration! We talked, me standing in front of her, staring as much as I dared at her pussy. Her shorts were pulled up tight into her crack, and I could see distinctly the swelling of her lips on either side. It was apparent also that she had shaved her bush where it would have been exposed.
Yes, we talked, but I don't think either of us could tell you what we talked about, because it was just an excuse to let us go on ogling each other. Occasionally she allowed her hand to stroke over her tits, or to wander to her inner thigh right next to her cunt. In return, my hand strayed from time to time to my dick, which I touched, and even stroked once or twice.
I think we would have exploded from sexual tension, but Mom called from inside. All the females were going to town to get some food. Dad had promised to help our neighbor work on his boat motor, so that left me alone for an hour or so. To try and wrap my brain around what had been going on with Silvia, I went down to the lake for a swim.
***
I had been swimming nearly two hours, and it was about dusk when I saw Sylvia coming down to the water. She was obviously planning to swim, because she had her suit on. I think she is outgrowing her bikini, because it's tight and I'm surprised her folks let her wear it. Anyway the top didn't cover up all of her boobs, and the bottom was also too small, and exposed much more of her ass than her shorts had. It was up between her cheeks.
"Would you like some company?" she asked and I said "Sure." So we swam around and talked for a while, as it started to get dark.
Suddenly Sylvia asked, "Hey, have you ever gone skinny dipping?"
I said "Sure," and she said eagerly, "I want to do it!"
"Sure, go ahead," I said, "I don't mind." I was trying to sound casual, but I was really excited by the idea of her getting naked!
"OK, then don't look," she said, and with mock sternness, "I mean it!"
"I won't look," I said, and added with a shrug, "It's too dark to see anyway, and I don't see good in the dark." That was a lie!
So she went over to the shore and kept telling me not to look, but I think she really wanted me to. Anyway I did watch out of the corner of my eyes. I couldn't see real well, but I watched her get up on shore. With her back to me she unfastened her bra and put it down. Then she bent over while she pulled her pants down and I had a nice view of her sweet ass. Next she turned around with her arms crossed over her chest (Rats!) and quickly ran into the water. I did have a quick peek at her snatch, but not much more.
"Did you see anything?" she asked.
"Naw, wasn't looking," I lied again.
She swam on her tummy and her back, and every so often I got a tiny glimpse of her ass or her boobs breaking the surface.
"This feels great!" she said. "You ought to do it too."
I couldn't believe my ears! I had got a boner when I first saw her in her suit, but after she stripped, my cock was nearly throbbing. So I wanted to get it out of my suit before it broke! Anyway, I tried to sound casual and said, "Ahh, I don't know." Then, "Well, what the hell, why not?"
So I told her not to look. I figured two could play that game. I got out on shore and turned my side to her. I didn't know how well she could see, but I wanted to make sure she got a show. I pulled my shorts down and let my boner bounce up. Boing! I think I heard her gasp. I'm sure she must have been able to see my profile. I also passed my hand up under my dick and let it bounce again for extra effect.
"I coming in now," I announced, "so no peeking!"
"Of course not!" she laughed.
I let my cock bounce and swing as much as it wanted as I strode down into the water.
"I had forgotten how good this feels!" I sighed as I began to swim.
A couple times I rolled over on my back and let my cock fly through the cool air and flap onto my belly.
After a while Sylvia said, "Stay over there, I've got to pee."
"No problem!" I laughed.
Then I added, "Actually I've got to piss too," which I did. So I took a piss and used the opportunity to grab onto my dick.
"Are you peeing?" she asked, and I said "Yeh."
"Eww, gross!" she said loudly.
"What's gross?" I asked. "You're doing it!"
She said, "Yeh, but boys can aim their things!"
"So?" I asked, then added, "Well don't worry, I'm not aiming it at you. Anyway, it's better than peeing down your leg."
"I didn't pee down my leg!" she said.
"How could you pee anywhere else?" I said.
"It doesn't go down my leg!" she objected. "What do you know?"
After a moment she asked, "Are you holding it?"
"Sure!" I said. "What do you think? I don't want to pee down my leg!"
She laughed and said, "Well what's taking so long? Don't play with yourself too much over there!"
"Why not?" I said, "And how do I know you're not playing over there?"
She giggled and whispered, "You don't!"
"Yeh, not until I start hearing the moaning!" I said. She laughed.
I had worked my way back nearer to her. I don't know if she was playing with herself, but she was standing still and had her right arm down there. I can tell you though that I was stroking my dick plenty!
We were drifting along near the shore and I said, "Hey it's shallow here," and I stood up, out of the water from my waist up. "How deep is it over there?" I asked, hoping she would take the bait.
"I'm not going to stand up and let you see my boobs!" she said. "You think I'm stupid?"
So I said, "It's too dark, and you can cover them with your hands anyway."
"They don't fit in my hands anymore," she said, somewhat coyly.
"Yeh, right," I mocked her. "Anyway your hands are bigger than your swimsuit, and you weren't worried about that!"
"Well, whatever," she said, and then stood up with one hand over each boob. Man! I was wishing those were my hands!
"Happy?" she asked, facing me.
"It's OK," I laughed. Then I added, "Are you squeezing them? Don't play!"
She said, "What I play with is none of your business!"
"Likewise!" I said, and we both laughed.
I really was playing with myself because I was so turned on! Since I was still standing out of the water, I'm sure she could see my hands going down to my crotch just below the waterline. I wasn't shy about ogling her, naked but for her hands! Anyway, after a couple minutes we dove back into the water.
"Race you to the raft!" Sylvia said, and started off towards it.
She is a good swimmer, but I managed to catch up, in spite of her head start. Just as we had almost reached the raft, I grabbed her shoulder and tried to push off her and reach out to touch the raft. We tussled for a few minutes in the water, during which my stiff cock grazed her several times, and I got a couple peeks at her boobs. They even brushed against my arm. Finally Sylvia managed to get her hand to the raft and I conceded defeat to her.
Sylvia and I were laughing and joking about who was cheating and who wasn't, when suddenly we heard, "Well what have we here?"
It was Fran, who had arrived unseen while we were horsing around by the raft. The full moon had come up, and we could see that she was holding up our swim suits. We quickly swam back near to shore.
"How odd, these look like your suits!" Fran continued ironically. "So I bet I know what you guys are wearing. Very interesting! And naughty!"
"So what of it?" Sylvia answered. "You could join us, you know."
"Go swimming naked? With a guy? Not a chance! What would our folks say?" she laughed. "No, I think I'll sit here and watch until you come out. Or maybe I should take your suits back to the house so they don't get lost?"
"Now Francine," said Sylvia, a little nervously. "Funny is funny, but don't take your joke too far."
Sylvia leaned close to me and whispered, "I don't trust that little brat."
"OK," I answered, "then we better both try to catch her, or she'll run off with our suits."
I don't think either of us was that comfortable about getting out of the water together, but we had an emergency to deal with.
"OK, Francine," Sylvia spoke louder, "let's be sensible."
We both began to walk slowly to the shore.
"Oh, are you coming to get them?" Francine said. "This should be interesting! Let's see how far you dare come out. Seeing sis is no big deal, but this could be educational if John is going to get out of the water too. I bet you won't!"
"You'll just have to wait and see, I guess," I said.
I stepped up my pace a little and soon my dick broke the surface of the water. Naturally I still had a rock-hard boner, sticking out straight in front of me."
"Oh my God! O gross!" Fran cried, only half in jest. "Put it away!"
"You dared me," I said. "I don't have much choice. Here I come, like it or not."
"I don't want to see your nasty dick!" she shrieked. "Get back in the water!" She shielded her eyes.
That was our chance. We both rushed her.
"No! Get away!" she yelled as she ran from us, still clutching our swimsuits.
We gave chase. My dick kept whacking against my stomach. I had a lovely view of Sylvia's jiggling boobs and her thick bush, but I couldn't look as much as I wanted, or Fran would have escaped.
We eventually got ourselves into a triangle, about ten feet on a side; Fran had her back to the water. I started to move toward her slowly, my hard cock sticking straight at her.
"Don't you dare come near me with that gross thing!" she said, but she was staring straight at my dick. While she was thus preoccupied, Sylvia had crept closer from the other side.
Suddenly Sylvia jumped and grabbed Fran around her waist. She shrieked. I leapt forward and grabbed for the suits, but she held them tight. So we had a tug of war, Sylvia still holding her waist while I held the suits in her outstretched arms.
Suddenly Sylvia pulled Fran's T shirt up over her head, and she shrieked, "No! Don't!"
Then Sylvia pulled her shirt off her head and down her arms, leaving her topless.
"You fucking bitch!" Fran screamed.
She let go of our suits and tried to pull her shirt back down, but Sylvia still had hold of it, and a new tug began. I darted off a few yard and hid our suits behind a tree. Then I ran back to enjoy the spectacle. Fran's tits are pretty small, but they were still fun to watch. And Sylvia's are mighty fine!
As they were wrestling, Fran turned her back to me, and while admiring her sweet ass I had a sudden inspiration. I grabbed her skimpy gym shorts and in one quick motion dragged them and her panties down to her ankles.
"Fuck you bastards!" she screamed.
"Good job!" yelled Sylvia, and she roared in laughter.
The sisters were still fighting over the shirt. When Fran spread her legs to get a more stable stance, I had another inspiration, and I stuck my head between her thighs, grabbed them, and stood. She shrieked again as I lifted her nakedness into the air. She was so surprised that she let go of her shirt. Sylvia tossed it aside and quickly pulled Fran's pants off over her feet; her flip-flops fell to the ground.
I held Fran tight on my shoulders and I could feel her sweaty bush against the back of my neck. That sure kept my boner up, but I don't think I would have lost it anyway.
Fran started beating me on my head. "Ouch!" I yelled. "Stop this maniac!"
Sylvia grabbed her wrists and they continued to wrestle, almost toppling me over.
"To the water!" I yelled, and Sylvia echoed, "To the water!"
"No! Let me go you assholes!" Fran yelled.
Since Sylvia still had tight hold of her wrists, Fran was forced to lean back from my shoulders. In this awkward way we carried her, naked and writhing, to the edge of the water. As she saw the inevitability of her dunking, she stopped struggling so much, but kept cursing us.
We waded in until we were up to our waists. "On a count of three!" I called.
"Don't you dare!" Fran kept on. "I'll get you, you bastards!"
"One! - two! -three!" We both let go, and Fran landed on her back in the water.
Her head bobbed out of the water a second later, but she stayed crouching down to hide her boobs. Sylvia and I were busting our guts laughing, which gave Sylvia's bare tits a real nice vibration.
"Get me my clothes, you fuckers!" Fran yelled, acting angry, but soon she was laughing too. "It's cold, get me my clothes!"
"Go get them yourself," we suggested.
"You know I can't get out of the water, you jerks!"
"Why not?" Sylvia asked. "You made us get out."
"Yeh," I added, "and it's not like we haven't already seen everything."
Even in the moonlight, I think I could see her blushing.
"Fine," she said, "have it your way, you assholes."
Then she stood up, with one arm across her chest and the other over her snatch, and made a dash for shore. We took off after her, and had the advantage, because we weren't trying to cover ourselves while we ran. And, I knew where I'd dropped her clothes.
So we all got up the bank about the same time, but I went straight for her clothes and snatched them up.
"Nyanya nyanya nyaa nyaa," I sang. "Is this what your looking for."
"Come on, John," she said, sweetly. "Give them to me."
"OK, " I said as I wadded her clothes into a ball. "Catch!"
I only pretended to throw the clothes, but she raised her hands to catch them. She realized too late that she had been had. Sylvia and I both pointed at her, laughing and saying things like "Gotcha!"
Fran dropped her hands and hung her head. She was laughing now too. "Yeh, you got me I guess."
She looked up at both of us, and I was hit by her beauty. Thin and sexy. Her chest is pretty flat, but her nipples were poking out stiff. Water still glistened on her in the moonlight. Of course Sylvia also looked pretty sexy, and I couldn't help but stare at her firm melons. As for me, I made no attempt to hide my giant hard on, which was sticking out thick and straight. I could see both of them sneaking peeks as we stood there laughing and joking.
"It's not so bad, is it?" Sylvia said to Fran. "Getting naked, I mean."
"Hmmm, maybe not, big sis," said Francine. "What do you say, John?"
They both looked at me.
"Standing around with two naked beautiful girls, you expect me to complain?" I said.
"No, we can see it's all right with you," said Sylvia, making a point to look toward my cock.
"Sorry, can't help it," I laughed, and stretched my hand over it, although it didn't cover it all.
"Hey! No fair hiding!" said Sylvia, so I moved my hand and let my cock bounce up. They both looked at each other and cleared their throats.
Fran made a point of looking away and saying, "Isn't that moon gorgeous?"
It was gorgeous, rising above the lake, and I said so honestly. So we all sat down on the grassy bank to watch it and chat. I really couldn't believe that I wasn't dreaming. Me, sitting there naked between two beautiful naked girls, with my hard cock sticking up in the air. The two sisters seemed to glow in the moonlight, especially their yummy breasts. I longed to touch them, but they didn't seem interested in that kind of game, at least they didn't make any overtures. I was afraid to make a move and spoil the spell. So I contented myself with ogling them from the side and dreaming of what it would feel like to fondle them. That certainly had the effect of keeping my cock stiff. They seemed to be doing a bit of watching too, of course.
We had sat and talked for half an hour, when I heard Mom call from the house.
"Shit," I said quietly, and Fran sighed loudly.
"I guess we need to get back," I said.
"Hey," said Sylvia, like she was waking up, "where's my suit?"
"I'll get it," I said, and stood up with my boner still poking out. I went to the tree and grabbed our suits, and retrieved Fran's duds on the way back. The girls were leaning together, whispering and giggling, but they stopped when I got near. I handed Fran her stuff, then Sylvia her swim suit. While they got dressed I pulled on my swim trunks. I made a point of very obviously bending my dick and stuffing it in my shorts, and I know they noticed.
So we wandered back up to the house, feeling very refreshed, but excited too. We exchanged glances all through dinner, and could hardly keep from laughing. Our folks noticed, but didn't make much of it.
But I have got to get to sleep now! I have spent all this time writing this down, and I'm still not tired. In fact, now I'm turned on all over again, so I'm going to have to jerk off or I'll never get to sleep. And I'm really anticipating what tomorrow may bring!
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