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A Cabin in the Woods Ch. 1
The semester was finally over, and as a reward for
all our hard work and great grades at college, our
parents were sending my sister and I on a trip to
the mountains for a week of rest and relaxation.
They had booked us a private cabin at the lake,
had a rental car waiting for us, and given us each
five hundred dollars and a round trip plane
ticket. So, with our bags all packed for a week of
fun, our parents drove us to the airport, kissed
us good-bye, and wished us a great week.
Pammy and I found our seats on the jet and settled
in for the three-hour fight. We were both excited
and looking forward to our well deserved vacation.
Pammy, who is nineteen and a year younger than me,
is studying nursing and I am majoring in computer
engineering. Our studies and courses are rough, so
we were planning on taking full advantage of our
summer off. Pammy and I sat down and buckled up
our seat belts. Soon enough, the plane began to
roll and we were off. Pammy and I mostly talked
excitedly about what we planned to do in the
coming week while looking through the resort
brochures featuring all the highlights of the
town, the surrounding areas, and the resort
itself. The flight seemed to be over in no time,
and soon we were landing.
Once inside the terminal, I walked beside my
younger sister to the baggage claim area, then to
the rental car booth. I noticed the usual stares
that Pammy gets whenever she goes out. It wasn't
surprising, my sister is an absolute knock out. I
get my own share of looks from the ladies as well,
being a former high-school athlete I am tall and
have a pretty good build, but it's nothing
compared to the number of guys who ogle my sister.
She's a 5'8", long-legged beauty, with a rich mane
of flowing auburn hair, jade-green eyes,
golden-brown, flawless skin, and a body that would
make any red-blooded American male drool. Her 36c
breasts are firm and full, her 23" waist is tight
and flat, and her 34" hips are gently curved.
She's hot and knows it, and she likes to dress to
show-off her best assets (which are everything)
without looking trashy. We've always been very
close, and I've taken it upon myself to be her
protector, though I've gotten use to the stares.
From an on-looker's standpoint, it wouldn't
surprise me if some people thought she was a
big-time model and I her bodyguard.
We picked up our rental car, which turned out to
be a Jeep Cherokee, and headed out to the parking
lot, leaving an attendant on the sidewalk watching
our bags until I drove around to pick them up.
With map in hand, Pammy and I set out for the
mountain resort.
It took us about an hour and a half to reach it,
as we stopped for groceries on the way. We parked
outside the office and went in to find out what
cabin had been reserved for us. The clerk gave us
our keys and directions to our cabin. Ten minutes
later, we were walking into a beautiful log cabin,
complete with stone fireplace and a view of the
lake.
"Jesse, look!" Pammy said. "Our own little private
beach."
She was right, there was a line of thick pine
trees running down from each side of the cabin to
the lake, and sandwiched between them was about
thirty feet of sand, forming a little beach. The
cabin had two bedrooms, bathroom, kitchen, a
dining area, and a large living room. I told Pammy
to decide which bedroom she wanted while I brought
in the bags and groceries. We went into our rooms
to unpack. I finished first and was in the
kitchen, putting away the groceries, when Pammy
came out.
"Jesse, can't that wait?" she asked. "Let's go
down to our beach and soak up some rays."
I turned around to say something and nearly
dropped the bottle of ketchup I was holding. Pammy
was standing by the sliding glass doors leading to
the lake. She had a beach towel in one hand and
was wearing what had to be the tiniest bikini
known to man. I tried to speak, but couldn't
manage to get any words out. And, I found my dick
getting hard inside my jeans, something that had
never happened before. Like I said before, we've
always been close, and I've seen her plenty of
times in bikinis, but seeing her there nearly nude
like that….. I think I was seeing her, for the
first time, as a woman and not my sister. Still,
my reaction startled me. Finally, I found my
voice.
"Ummm, you go ahead and I'll join you in a
minute," I told her, all the while giving thanks I
was behind a counter where she couldn't see the
obvious bulge in my jeans.
"Ok, but don't be too long," she said with a sweet
smile.
I watched as she turned and went out the door. I
moved to the kitchen window to be able to watch
her walking away from me as she headed down to the
water, and was mesmerized by the sway of her
perfect ass as she strolled across the lawn. My
cock was threatening to break the zipper of my
jeans. I turned to finish putting away the
groceries, trying to take my mind off what had
happened to me. But the image of my gorgeous
sister was permanently burned into my memory. I
knew I couldn't go walking down there in just a
pair of gym shorts, my condition would be too
obvious. It was one of the drawbacks of having an
eight-inch cock. So, I decided to go into the
bathroom to jerk off, hoping it would alleviate
the problem. Just as I was about to head that way,
I heard the sliding glass doors open and saw Pammy
walk back in.
"Darn," she said with a frown on her gorgeous
face.
"What's wrong?" I asked, still standing behind the
kitchen counter.
"Clouds moving in, blocking the sun. I think it's
going to rain," she pouted. "Think I'll take a
shower and wash this oil off. What do you want to
do tonight? Shall we go out to eat or stay in?"
"It's up to you," I said.
"Well, the brochure says there's a nightclub at
the main complex. How about we have dinner in the
restaurant and then drinks and dancing? It's
Saturday night, let's party," she said.
"Sounds good to me," I told her. "You go and take
your shower first. I'll take one after you, and
we'll go out and party tonight."
"Woooohooo!!" Pammy screamed, then laughed and
bounced off to the bathroom.
Somehow, in the hour and fifteen minutes Pammy was
in the bathroom showering, and doing her hair and
make-up, I managed to quiet my erection by
watching some television. I was sitting on the
couch in the living room when Pammy came out of
the bathroom, wearing just a wet towel, and
entered the room.
"The bathroom is all yours, bro. Don't worry, I
left you some hot water." She giggled and trotted
away to her room.
I felt a stir in my crotch once again, but
squelched it and got up to take my shower.
Standing there under the hot, then cold water, I
asked myself what was happening to me. Was I going
to lose my self-control every time I looked at my
own sister? This was suppose to be a week of
relaxation for me, but it was going to turn into a
very long, uncomfortable week if I didn't get
control of myself. I was just going to have to get
hold of myself and put it out of my head. That's
all there was to it.
I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked to my
room to get dressed. I put on a pair of khakis, a
button down shirt, and loafers. When I went out to
the living room, I passed by Pammy's door and
noticed it was still closed. I didn't see her
around anywhere, so I sat down on the couch and
proceeded to roll a joint. Just as I had finished,
I heard her bedroom door open and Pammy walked
into the room. She looked stunning in a black,
clingy, halter-top dress with an ultra-short
hemline and black heels. When she sat down on the
soft couch beside me, her dress nearly rode up to
her hips.
"Whatcha got there, bro?" she coyly asked.
I lit the joint, took a long, hard hit on it, and
passed it to her. I was hoping the grass would
keep me calm. By the time we finished the joint,
it was almost seven o'clock, so we decided to walk
to the main house to have dinner.
The main complex of the resort consisted of four
buildings; the office, the restaurant, the
nightclub, and a video rental store. Pammy
received the usual stares when we entered the
dining room, following the hostess to our table.
The place was busy, but we were seated right away.
The service and food were both excellent. Pammy
and I enjoyed our meal and a couple of drinks,
then decided to go across the complex to the
nightclub. We found a table and sat down and were
soon ordering more drinks. There was a live band
playing in the club, and they were very good.
Pammy got me up on the dance floor and we danced
to a couple of fast songs. Then, the band began
playing a slow song. I started to head back to our
table when I felt Pammy's hand on my arm.
"Don't go, dance this song with me," she said. I
hesitated a moment, but she coaxed me on and I
finally gave in. Pammy threw both arms around my
neck while I placed my hands on her hips as we
danced. But soon, we were holding each other
closer than I would have imagined. I could feel
her breasts on my chest and our hips pressing
against each other. I couldn't help myself, and at
the constant pressure, my dick once again began to
harden. There was no hiding it. I knew Pammy could
feel it against her but she said nothing. In fact,
I would've sworn she held me tighter and increased
the pressure against it. When the song ended, she
just looked at me and smiled before we returned to
our table.
We stayed at the club another hour, downing a
couple more drinks each, before walking back to
our cabin. Pammy was buzzing pretty good, so I put
one arm around her waist as we walked. When we
reached our cabin, Pammy asked me to roll another
joint as she plopped down on the couch and kicked
off her shoes. I sat down at the other end of the
couch and rolled the joint. When I finished, I
handed it and a lighter to her. She turned towards
me, throwing one leg up onto the middle couch
cushion and leaving her other leg dangling off.
She lit the joint, hit it, and passed it to me. We
were talking and joking and going into stoned,
laughing hysterics. In all the craziness, Pammy
had been wiggling around on the couch and I now
noticed her already short dress had risen up. She
now sat there at the other end of the couch from
me, giving me a clear view of her black, lace,
g-string. The outline of her pussy lips could not
be mistaken as I blatantly stared at her crotch.
My dick hardened immediately, and when I looked up
I knew that Pammy had caught me staring at her
private parts. I blushed deeply, but she just
smiled as if it were nothing and handed me the
joint. I was still uncomfortable and Pammy sensed
it.
"I think I'm going to turn in for the night, bro,"
she said. She rocked herself up onto her hands and
knees and crawled down the couch towards me.
"Thanks for the wonderful night." Then, I felt her
hand on my thigh, just inches away from my rock
hard dick, as she leaned forward and gently kissed
me on the lips. "Good night, bro".
Pammy slowly stood up and began to walk to her
room. She paused at the hallway, turned around and
gave a brief wave, before she disappeared from the
room. I sat there a few minutes longer finishing
the joint. I was still embarrassed about looking
at her crotch, let alone having her catch me doing
it, but I was relieved that Pammy said nothing
about it. She could've made things really
uncomfortable for me, more than they already were,
but she was really cool about it.
I got up and turned out all the lights before
heading to my room. I closed the door, stripped
naked, and laid down on the bed. Almost
immediately, I began stroking my hard cock. I had
almost an entire day's worth of frustration built
up and I needed relief. I vigorously pumped my
throbbing shaft, and in less than five minutes I
was shooting thick gobs of cum high into the air
where they splashed all over my chest and stomach.
I lay there panting for a few minutes before
reaching for the towel I had on when I came from
my shower and cleaned myself up. I got up to go to
the bathroom to wash my hands when I noticed my
door was slightly ajar. I know I was buzzing, but
I would have sworn I closed my door after coming
in. I washed up, got back in bed with that thought
still lingering in my head, but fell asleep within
a few minutes.
I awoke the next morning to the delightful smells
of coffee and bacon filling my nostrils. I pulled
on a pair of sweat pants and made my way out to
the kitchen, where I found Pammy busily preparing
breakfast. I thought to myself, "Now this is
unusual," because back at home she hardly ever
cooked. Of the two of us, Pammy was always the
"free-spirited" one and I was the "practical" one.
All through our young lives, I had always taken
care of her, which I didn't mind doing, so it was
a real surprise having her do something like this
for me.
"Wow, you're cooking breakfast?" I sarcastically
asked.
"Good morning, bro. Yeah, I thought I might owe
you one for last night," she grinned.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Oh, nothing. Just for showing me a good time,"
she said and kind of giggled.
"Whatever," I said. "Is it ready, or do I have
time to take a shower first?"
"Shower after, sit down now. It's ready," she said
bringing a plate to the table.
I sat down to eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, orange
juice and coffee. Pammy brought her own plate to
the table and sat down to eat with me. She was
sort of sitting sideways at the table, which
caused her short bathrobe to fall open exposing
about a mile of gorgeous legs. For just a split
second, a thought entered my head. As good as it
was, I wished there was something else besides
breakfast I was eating right now. My cock stirred
briefly in my sweats before I pushed the thought
away. "Stop it!" I thought to myself, "you're
making yourself crazy." Indeed, the whole idea was
crazy. She may be the most beautiful woman on the
face of the earth, but she is still my sister.
She's my forbidden fruit. "The most beautiful
woman on the face of the earth? Did I really just
think that?" I asked myself.
"Jesse. JESSE?"
Hearing my name brought me out of my daze. "Hmmm?
What?" I said.
Pammy giggled. "Where were you?" she asked.
"Certainly not here. Well, wherever it was, it
must have been a nice place to have taken you away
from me," she said with a sly grin.
"I'm sorry," I said. "Just thinking about
something."
"Anyway, I was asking what you wanted to do today?
How about we throw together a picnic basket and
take a long drive up in the mountains?" she asked.
"Maybe do a little hiking and get all close to
nature and stuff."
"Yeah, ok. Sounds like fun," I told her.
"Alright then," she said. "You go shower and get
dressed and I'll clean up. And since I made
breakfast, you are responsible for putting
together the lunch basket while I'm in the shower
and getting dressed."
"It's a deal," I said as I got up from the table.
After showering and getting dressed, I was in the
kitchen making sandwiches and loading two
backpacks with what was to be our lunch when Pammy
emerged from her room. Good gosh, she looked
great! She had on a white tank-top which hugged
her glorious breasts and making it obvious she was
wearing no bra, extremely short cut-off jeans
which revealed the bottom of her perfect, tanned
butt, little white socks and hiking boots.
"About ready?" she asked.
"Ummm, yeah. Just about," I said not taking my
eyes off her.
"Well hurry up and let's do it," Pammy said,
flashing me a coy little smile.
I finished loading our backpacks and we went out
and got in our rental Jeep. We drove around
through the twisting, turning mountain roads for a
couple of hours and pulled into a small park.
Donning our packs, we left our Jeep and began
hiking up one of the trails. The trail was
beautiful, and we stopped several different times
so that I could snap a few pictures along the way.
It ended by bringing us into a large picnic area,
complete with tables and small grills. Pammy and I
walked to one of the picnic tables and sat down.
We decided to go ahead and have our lunch while we
were there. We talked and laughed as we ate, but I
was having a rough time keeping my eyes off
Pammy's tits. Her thin tank-top had become sweaty
during the hike up, and it was now clinging to her
breasts and making her dark areolas clearly
visible. After we ate, we walked around the scenic
picnic area, noticing the different trail markers
leading back down to the parking lot.
Towards one end of the picnic area, we saw a good
size boulder that stood a little more than waist
high. I told Pammy that she should go over and
stand by it so I could take some pictures of her,
as the view in the background was quite beautiful.
She agreed and walked over by the boulder. We took
a few pictures with Pammy standing, kneeling, and
sitting on the big rock
"How about some sexy ones?" she asked.
Before I even thought about it, the words, "You
already are sexy," were out of my mouth.
"Why, thank you, bro," Pammy grinned. "But I was
thinking something more like this."
I watch as Pammy reached down and slowly
unbuttoned and unzipped her cut offs. She pulled
the flaps back and posed for a couple of pictures.
Pammy climbed up on the boulder and sort of smiled
at me. She had draped herself over the top of the
rock, lying on her stomach with her perfect ass up
in the air. After I snapped a couple pictures, she
used her hands and kind of propped herself up so
she could look around. We were virtually alone up
there at the picnic area. There were just a few
other people milling around towards the other end.
I had a questioning look on my face when Pammy
turned back with a naughty grin on her face. She
winked at me before she reached down and began to
lower her cut offs. She somehow managed to get
them down past her ass, then she slid down the
rock a little so she could prop her elbow up on
the rock and held her head in her hand. I clicked
off a couple of shots before Pammy slid off the
rock.
"You're bad," I told her.
She just grinned at me. She had pulled her cut
offs back up to get down from the boulder, but she
winked at me and lowered them to mid-thigh level
again. Pammy stood sideways to me, with one leg
out in front of the other, so that her cut offs
were held up above her knees. I snapped a couple
of shots, and Pammy looked around again before
stepping completely out of her cut offs.
Underneath, Pammy wore a tiny g-string that just
barely covered her pussy. It hit me then that she
had to be completely shaved. Needless to say, my
cock was rock hard by now and it was useless
trying to hide it.
"Hand me my bottle," Pammy said, pointing at the
bottle of water she had been sipping on.
I handed her the bottle and stepped back. Placing
one hand against the rock to steady herself, Pammy
leaned back and held the bottle of water high
above her. I clicked off shot after shot as Pammy
began to slowly pour the water onto her upper
chest. Soon, her thin tank top was soaked, as was
her g-string. Her breasts were completely visible
beneath the thin fabric as her nipples hardened.
"Jesus, Pammy," I said, as I was barely able to
focus the camera and click. When I ran out of
film, I said, "Let's get out of here before you
start attracting a crowd." She giggled as she
pulled her cut offs back on. We gathered our
things and hiked back down to our Jeep.
We decided to stay in for dinner that night.
Neither of us was really that hungry anyway. Pammy
said she would toss a salad if I would go and rent
a couple of movies, so I jumped in the jeep and
drove to the video store. I picked out a comedy
and a thriller and was about to leave, when I
turned and headed for the adult section. I don't
know what possessed me to do it, but I also rented
a triple-x adult movie. I drove back to our cabin
and put the movies on top of the television. I
told Pammy I was going to take a shower before
dinner and headed off for the bathroom.
After a nice warm shower, I dressed in a tank top
and gym shorts and went into the kitchen. Pammy
had just finished the salad, so we sat down at the
table to eat. We finished dinner and dishes, then
went into the living room to relax and smoke a
joint. At around seven-thirty, Pammy announced she
was going to take a shower, put on something
comfortable, and we'd watch the movies. I watched
Pammy's terrific ass sway from side to side as she
walked out of the room.
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