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* Keep Denver *
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"Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law."
					    - A.L. I. 40.

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DISCLAIMER

This story contains explicit description of sexual activities involving underage persons. If you are under the proper age (usually 18 or 21), or your religion, beliefs, morality forbid you to read such - delete this file now. Otherwise, have fun.

Comments and flames welcome at keepdenver@europe.com. Only constructive criticism is appreciated. If you wish, suggest a story, but I can't promise to fulfill all requests.

Story codes: Mf, Mg, fg, oral, anal, water sports, inc, alcohol

Foreword

Hi there!

Well... I rarely take an old story and rewrite it as much as I did here. The first version ended right after the cinema blowjob. This was caused by my lack of time and good will, though originally I intended LDA to be longer. After I received some nice feedback from my readers I decided I couldn't let you down and took on the task of finishing the work. I changed the original passage some and added much, much more of the story - in fact it's now over twice as long. I've gone slightly naughty with parts of it, but I guess this only adds the kinks. I like it now. And I do hope you'll like this new version even better. If so, feedback is always warmly appreciated and encouraging to continue my writing career. Contact me on keepdenver@mrdouble.com.

Greets,

Keep Denver

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The Lake District Adventures

Second Edition - expanded and corrected

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It was early morning and exactly the day of his 21st birthday. Tom was in the harbor, preparing the boat for the long trip that awaited him and his 17-year-old girlfriend.

Tom's been waiting for this trip for a really long time. Together with Wanda they had planned it for months. A solitary journey along the shores and canals of Lake District on Tom's uncle's yacht. The romantic sunset viewing, solitude of fireplaces on the shores of deserted island, long days in the sun onboard a gently rocking boat. That was supposed to be perfect.

Yes, indeed. However life wasn't so perfect, at least that's what Tom thought when Wanda told him her news. Her parents decided to have their second honeymoon just at the same time their older daughter and her love decided to have their holidays. This left Wendy, Wanda's 11-year-old sister unattended. Despite protests and fights it was decided Wanda's going to take care of her baby sister.

Tom got mad when he heard that but didn't want to give up the adventure they planned for so long. Finally they managed to fix everything fine and the little pain in the ass was going to partake in their dream journey.

He's just finished packing the bags and all the necessary equipment when the girls arrived. Wanda looked gorgeous. She was tall, slim with long, blonde hair that framed her cute face with little perky nose and small ruby mouth. She had fair, flawless complexion. Her breasts were a nice pair of medium sized twins, firm and fleshy, that wiggled a bit under her shirt. She must've "forgotten" her bra again, thought Tom. Wanda seemed to "forget" it quite often recently especially when she was meeting him. He just loved it. She also had very nicely curved full hips, the firmest, roundest ass in the world and really long legs.

Yes, indeed, Wanda would be the personification of a wet dream for most of world's male population.

Tom took his girlfriend's luggage and looked at the little obstacle to his full happiness.

He had to admit little Wendy was hard to be hated. She was almost perfect copy of her older sister, except for her age and the length of her hair. Her haircut reached just under her chin. Very tall for her age she was, however, a bit skinny. Being only 11 she didn't yet have the feminine shapes of Wanda but already two shy little buds were poking from her chest and she lost most of her baby fat as well. She was going to be a heartbreaker just like her sister in only a few years.

The clothes they wore deepened their similarity. Both of them had a pair of really short jeans shorts on, nicely clad over their round butts. The top was a short-sleeved cotton shirt, tied in a knot under the breast line. Both of them wore sandals. If not for the 6 years difference in age one would say they were twins.

Tom took a moment to absorb the beauty of the sisters and with a heavy sigh he decided that he could put up with little Wendy during this journey. The heck with that, it wasn't the end of the world, he thought.

The man took her luggage and placed it in the small cabin under the deck. It was quite small and that was the biggest pain he found in the whole "little sister" case. Wendy would have to sleep in the same place as they did and that meant - no sex. Unless of course they managed to put her to sleep and then sneak out to the deck, he thought. Or some adventure on the shore maybe. The other option seemed more possible, especially that he took a small tent so that the two of them could camp on the dry land with Wendy onboard the yacht. It was the least he could do to give them some privacy...

Once onboard he ordered both of the girls to help him with the take off. He knew both of them could swim well so he let them forget the life jackets. Half an hour later they took off with Tom directing the yacht down the main canal, north, toward the very heart of the Lake District. He smiled to himself as the warm breeze gently touched his face. He supposed this would be the vacations of his life but would never think of a scenario that was about to happen.

Their first day was busy with work. Of course, they had the route planned exactly before but there always are some last-minute amendments and changes and so it was then. For the next couple hours they didn't leave the boat, dashing along the canal and then across numerous smaller or bigger lakes under full sails. Tom was delighted to become the skipper of this yacht, as it was a pleasure indeed to use it.

The girls helped him put the sails up but soon they lost any interest in the boat herself and decided to catch some tan instead. As startled as he was by their clothing already he got even more. The sisters hid in the cabin under the deck to get changed. He could hear them giggle. When they left, they had exactly same bikinis on. He was treated with a little show as both of them posed for him to present their swimsuits. These were made of a bright, tricolor fabric, quite a thin and elastic one, tightly clad over their slender bodies. Wanda's bra seemed to be at least two sizes too small; the colorful triangles hardly covered a quarter of her nice, round tits. Wendy's bust was much smaller and the bra fit seemingly better but nevertheless it was tight and one could see her small nipples protruding through the material. The bikini panties were thongs that consisted almost exclusively of green, yellow and red strings with just a small triangle of clothing up front and completely nothing in the back. Two pairs of firm rounded ass-cheeks were proudly visible in all their glory. The front view revealed the fact that Wanda apparently shaved most of her pubic hair as it would surely be clearly visible otherwise. He switched his look to the younger sister and decided she hadn't grown hair down there as yet. Her panties wouldn't conceal that as well. This sudden thought appeared surprisingly erotic to him.

- My, my! - he exclaimed. Wanda had never before showed him that hot bikini and he was impressed.

- Aren't you two just lovely, huh? - he whistled quietly. The girls seemed satisfied with his reaction - he passed the exam it seemed. They made themselves comfortable with a blanket on the stem of the boat and started to get the tan that was expected to cause envy when back at school.

Both girls whispered and giggled a little as they lay there, tossing and turning from time to time. Tom enjoyed the sun and the moist coolness of the water surface around. He produced a box of cigarettes and smoked one, inhaling deeply. He always smoked hand made cigarettes. He prepared couple dozens of them at once and packed then into neat boxes. It was exactly the same this time. As he didn't use filters some tobacco got into his mouth and he had to spit it out. Life was beautiful nevertheless.

Several hours passed. The water was calm, the day was bright, sun high in the sky.

- Tom! - he heard a voice come from the stem. He stood up so that he could see the girls over the roof of the cabin that limited his view.
- What's up? - he asked. Wendy knelt on the deck and looked at him.
- We need to stop. I have something to do...
- What can you possibly need to do. You're on your holidays, in the middle of the lake - he laughed.
- I gotta pee - she said, looking him in the eyes. Oh, yeah. He hadn't thought that over before. Well, it didn't present any problem for him, but he didn't think about the girls. Their approach to the problem was different, both physically and psychically.
- All right, we'll find some nice bay in couple minutes, is that all right? - he looked at the girl. She nodded with a serious look on her face.
- I'll try... - she said.

Tom looked around. To the right there was a small island, one of the thousands of deserted pieces of land scattered all over the waters of Lake District. He shortened the sail and made the yacht turn abruptly. Couple minutes later they were as close to the shore as it was safe.

- I'll be right back! - said Wendy and took a nice dive. She quickly swam to the shore and disappeared in the bush covering the island.

- How do you like our trip? - Tom sat aside Wanda and stroked her long, blonde hair. She looked up at him and smiled.
- So far so good. No, really, it's great. The weather is perfect and all that... I just love it.
- Yeah, me too...
- I'm sorry we had to take Wendy with us. You wanted this to be only for us. And now we won't be able to do so many things... - her facial expression became more intent.
- I took some care of that - he whispered as he leaned down to kiss her full, soft lips. She kissed him back and they frenched for a moment. His hand went up and cupped her breast barely covered by the bikini. He started to stroke it gently, feeling her nipple harden under his touch.

- Hey there, onboard! - they heard and separated immediately.

- Can anyone give me a hand? - it was Wendy trying to get back onboard. It was too high for her to do it. Tom got up and caught her outstretched hand. He pulled her up. On the way she accidentally brushed with her chest against his body and one of the triangles of her bra got yanked to the side. For a brief moment before she could readjust it, her breast was exposed to unobstructed view for anyone onboard. It was about the size of tangerine, a bit flat with a nice, pale nipple on top. Wendy immediately reached with her other hand and yanked her bikini top back in place. Tom put her down on the deck.

- Oops - said the preteen - Someone got a bonus peep on my boobs - she grinned. She didn't seem to get really ashamed by the event.

- You better watch out, little lady - Wanda laughed - He's my man and you can't change it by simply flashing him with something like his.
- Get yourself stuffed - the younger snapped - I can clearly remember that at my age you had nothing at all - she said, sticking out her tongue.
- Girls, now, please... - Tom laughed, really amused, while he put the sails back up and steered the boat toward the middle of the lake.

- Hey, it's a girls talk, right? - was all the reply he got. The three of them laughed happily. This promises to be fun, Wendy thought, setting herself back on the deck and exposing her face toward the warm sunrays. She was going to make sure it would be.

The day went by quietly and peacefully. It was already around the sunset that Tom started to look for a nice place to stay over for the night. They could of course spend their first night onboard, but he was desperate to try out the tent and have some private moment with Wanda.

He managed to spot a nice, small island far enough from the shore to be sure it'll provide privacy and safety. They swam around it and finally anchored in a small bay facing the open lake with only distant view on the other side. There was some sand on the shore and a little clear out that promised to be a nice place for camping. They waded their way to the shore with Tom carrying most of the stuff on his back.

- Girls, go get some wood, willya? I'll make things fixed here while you do - he asked. The sisters rushed to the forest, impatiently waiting for the supper. None of them have eaten anything during the day and the vision of a hot meal as ultimately appealing. Soon they were back with handfuls of sticks and after dropping their load they returned for more.

By the time they came back Tom had the fire up and crackling already, with the meat almost ready on the pan and the water for tea just beginning to boil. It wasn't before long that they devoured everything he prepared.

Having eaten, Tom visited the boat again and brought back to the dry land Wanda's guitar and a six-pack of beer. He was sure the girls' parents would like that, but decided Wanda could have some. She wasn't unwilling, whatever then.

Soon the older started to play. He loved her doing it. She had a king for guitar and could play almost any melody just by listening to it. She knew large number of popular tunes. And, oh, of course, she sung.

Tom liked her nice, soft voice, quite a deep one for a girl her age. He always thought there was something immensely erotic thriving just barely under the surface of the tone when she sung. Knowing he loves it, she almost never refused when he asked her. This time the three of them had a great time.

- Sing "Touch me", please, honey? - he asked, helping himself with another can of beer. He enjoyed the swishing sound of opening for a moment, then handed one more to Wanda. She took a sip and hit the strings to remind herself the melody.

- All right - she said, taking another sip - Here it goes.

Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on
Now, touch me baby,
Can't you see
That I am not afraid?

What was the promise that you made?

Tom and Wendy clapped their hands to the rhythm, while Wanda was singing. The lyrics of the song always turned the man on. They were so explicitly encouraging and tempting.

- Whew, that was something - Wanda said, when she finished. She took her beer and dried it up completely.
- I could really go for another - she said, slowly licking some remaining drops from her lips and looking intently at her handsome boyfriend - Would you mind?

- Anything you desire - he opened a can and gave it to her. By the sparks in her eyes he could judge she was getting turned on as well. The tent they were supposed to sleep in that night was already fixed, waiting for the lovers.

- Hey, gimme some too, huh? - asked Wendy suddenly. She looked at her big sister, then at Tom and repeated her request.

- You must be kidding, little lady - Wanda smiled - Aren't you too much a kiddo for that stuff?
- Yeah? And I wonder what mom would say if she found out you drinking... Huh?
- Don't try to tease me... She'll never buy that story from you.
- Suppose not. How about the story of you and Tom making it out?
- Making out what?! - both Tom and Wanda almost choked with their beer. The boy started to cough heavily.
- My, my - he said - You are one nasty negotiator. I guess I can give you some just as praise for your last statement. Laugh out!
- C'mon, Tom. You aren't going to let her drink beer, are you? - Wanda wasn't as willing as he was.
- Why not? Won't kill her, I guess, anyway - he retrieved the last can and opened it. Wendy hungrily grabbed it and took a sip.

For a moment she said nothing, trying to judge the new taste. She has never before tasted beer in her whole life and wasn't ready to form instant opinion about this new experience.

- And? - her sister asked - How's that?
- It's bitter - she answered, pulling a face - But I'm gonna like it!
- Whoa, little lady! Don't get used to it! It's just once today...
- Ah, whatever you say, big sissy - she grinned and sipped some more. Tom had a great time looking at them. Wanda always tended to patronize her baby sister a bit, while the little brat took all such attempts with a little nonchalance. It just couldn't be helped. The two of them were sisters too much let the other one have things her way.

- I guess we can have things this way by now - he mixed into the talk - Can you play some more, honey?

- Oh, yeah! Can you play "Moi Lolita", you know, the French hit by Alizee? - Wendy asked.
- Sure, I can. And I'll sing it in French, if you kindly wish, little lady - Wanda grinned - You got too much sun on your head today or what? How can I possibly know that piece?
- Just though you may... I play it from time to time. And you know it, don't you, Tom? - she looked at the man.
- Yes, I do. I like that song as well - he smiled at the youngster.
- I give up! I can't fight the both of you together. Please, something more standard.
- "Smoke on he water"!
- Oh, yeah! And "Stairway to heaven"!
- And then "People are strange", please? Pretty please?
- Alright, damn you - Wanda was still laughing when she started to play again.

It took them some time to finally get tired and dry up all the cans Tom brought with him. They really had a great time that night on the nameless shore of some deserted island in the heart of Lake District. The fire crackled, tossing dancing shadows all over the place. Soon Wendy started to nod her head - she was almost asleep.

- Hey, little lady - Wanda shook her sister's arm gently - Y'wanna go t'sleep?
- Shure... I feel shleepy - she admitted, her eyes blurry.

- I guess the booze got her - Tom whispered in his girlfriend's ear - I'll take her to the boat and tug her to bed, right?
- Sure. And be back quickly - Wanda licked his ear as she whispered. She was slightly drunk herself and feeling really horny. Tom took Wendy in his arms and waded through the shallow water to the yacht. He made it to the deck and went down to the cabin, where he put the girl down on the bed.

- C'mon, Wendy. Change your clothes and go to sleep.
- Help me undresh, pleashe - the youngster murmured.
- Y'must be crazy! Don't make me angry and get t'bed - Tom ordered.
- Whazzup? You ashamed? Haven't sheen a girl naked? - Wendy grabbed her T-shirt and took it off over her head. Underneath she had a tight, short halter-top that clung over her developing breasts. The small nipples protruded through the material and it was apparent the preteen got aroused.

- Sho? Are y'gonna help me? - she looked at the man. Tom shook his head furiously to think more clearly. With some difficulty, he managed to regain his composure.
- Go to sleep, little one. I shouldn't have given you the beer. Doesn't make you good, I guess.
- C'mon. I'm a woman, jusht like my sishter - she said, as she took her top off, not without some difficulty. Her budding breasts stood proudly out, waiting for attention, her pink nipples erect hard and poking out like pencil erasers.

- Cut it off, Wendy - Tom said as he turned his back on her. He had to hide his raging hard-on that he got just catching a glimpse of the girl's boobs.
- Oh, c'mon. Am I ugly or what? - she demanded.
- You're too young. And you got drunk, I'm afraid - he said as he left for the deck. Once up there he smoked a cigarette and jumped down to the shallowness and waded back to the shore.

Wanda waited there by the fire. He put out the cigarette butt and embraced her.

- Did she go to sleep? - she asked.
- Yes, immediately. She got worn out pretty much today - he smiled and kissed his girlfriend.
- It's good she's asleep. It's time you got your birthday present finally.
- Let me guess, it's you, right? - he smiled. She nodded her head yes and kissed him.

His hand moved to her breasts, soon he managed to get it under Wanda's shirt and cupped her bra clad B cup tit. She pushed him away, stepped back and removed her shirt. The she embraced him once more. They started to french again.

Tom reached to her back and unhooked her bra that fell loosely to the ground exposing her prominent, beautifully shaped breasts. He started to gently stroke them, massaging her erect nipples, feeling her smooth, velvety skin. She pulled him on her body and they gently fell down, to the ground. She turned around and sat on his hips with Tom lying on his back.

She towered over him, her tits gently rocking as she adjusted her weight, grinding her butt into his stiff, rock hard rod she could easily feel through his jeans. He sighed, feeling the attention she gave his stick and feeling the crack of her ass it straddled into. He reached with his hands and started to unbutton her trousers, with his other hands playing with her bouncing tits.

Wanda moaned quietly. She lifted her weight and knelt beside him, letting him tug her trousers down. She sat on the ground and took them off completely, kicking her sandals off before she did it.

She knelt beside her boyfriend again and unzipped his trousers. She tugged them down and reached into his pants, extracting his swollen, stiff member. She felt it gently with her soft, warm hand and started working her way up and down along the length of the shaft. After couple strokes she stopped her fist tight around the hairy base of his dick and lowered her head.

She delicately kissed the swollen, purple cockhead of his and took it into her mouth. She licked the soft, hot underside and drove most of the stick into her mouth, applying gentle suction.

Tom moaned when he felt the caresses she offered his dick. He reached with his hand and pulled her closer to him, her cute, round butt as close to his face as it was possible. Wanda was sucking his cock more and more furiously, while he yanked the cotton of her pants to the side, exposing her warm pussy, already glistening with her girl juice.

He lifted his head and gently licked her pussy lips. Her body shivered. He started probing her now soaking cunny with his tongue, opening her with his fingers, trying to get deeper and deeper. He sunk his index finger deep into her hot love canal, driving it in and out. She wiggled her butt, adjusting her pussy to his probing digit, pressing hard against his hand.

Tom fingerfucked Wanda slowly, pushing his finger deep inside her cunny. He added another and started to move it slightly to the sides, stretching her sweet, red, dripping wet opening. He moved his face closer and licked her pussy lips, tasting her girl juices. He drew his tongue up, over her opening and licked across her purple, tight rosebud.

He withdrew his finger from her pussy and gently pressed the tip of his index finger against the opening of her anus. She murmured something. He gently massaged her rosebud and delicately pushed his finger in, trying to get through her tightly closed sphincter. She let his dick go and reached her hand back, to pull his finger off her butt.

- I told you before. Don't try to get inside my bum, OK? - she looked at his over her shoulder.
- All right - he sighed with resignation. He tried to talk her into anal sex for quite a time but she seemed to have some kind of block. Anything but anal sex, she declared. This was frustrating at times and he kept on trying, hoping one day she'll finally agree to let him fuck her up her asshole. He returned to licking and fingering her pussy.

They continued their oral play for quite some time. The fire crackled, the voices of the night birds floating over the surface of the lake, moon shining over their heads.

- Ready? - he asked, separating his mouth from her dripping pussy. She moaned yes and knelt over him, removing her panties. She tossed them aside. Then she turned around and lowered herself onto his dick. Slowly at first, she adjusted it with her hand until the head was directed toward her opening. She lowered herself more and felt it pop through her cunny lips and push a little way up her love tunnel. Both of them moaned with pleasure.

Wanda pushed down some more and managed to absorb almost the whole length of her boyfriend. She grind her butt down, against his pelvis and it seemed she just sucked in the remaining of his rod. Now they were connected tightly with these couple inches of his hot, pulsing meat. The girl started to ride him, her hips bucking, her breasts rocking gently up and down with every move of her. Tom grabbed her hips and pushed her down with every move, pressing his pelvis up, against her cunny, driving his stick high up into her hot, trembling body.

The girl started to pant heavily, her climax coming. They quickened the pace of their lovemaking. Tom could feel the familiar tingling feeling deep in his groin.

Suddenly Wanda yanked her head back, and froze for a brief moment, biting her lip to stop herself from shouting. Her whole body shivered with pleasure as her orgasm overwhelmed her.

Her mind still with the mist of fulfillment, she resumed the strokes, going faster and faster, Tom balancing on the thin edge of cumming. Finally he couldn't hold back anymore. He grabbed her hips stronger, pulled her down, driving his dick as high up into her as it was possible, pressing against the bottom of her tunnel. Then he came in long spurts, pumping his sticky, white load deep inside her. She could feel every wave of his pleasure splash against the walls of her pussy and it drove her crazy, adding even more to her ongoing climax.

Finally both of them collapsed, Wanda lying spent on top of her boyfriend, embraced tightly. His softening dick still buried in her, his cum slowly dripping from her hot opening.

- That was great - she whispered, kissing him gently.
- Yes, I loved it too. You're great, my sweet - he smiled at her and kissed her again.

They didn't even suspect that a curious pair of 11-year-old eyes carefully observed their passionate lovemaking. Wendy peeped at the lovers over he edge of the cabin's door, getting this familiar, tingling feeling deep inside her tummy. She knew already what was the reason for that and why her peewee got moist. As soon as her sister and her boyfriend were done with their lovemaking she went back down, under the deck, not wanting to get caught.

The morning was bright and warm. Tom woke up slowly, taking his time. Wanda's warm body was at his side. He yawned and left the small tent they used.

By the fireplace there was Wendy, starting the fire with some wood she apparently collected. They both said "Hi!"

- You told Wanda? - the girl asked in a quiet voice.
- What about?
- You know... Yesterday on the boat... When I flashed you...
- Oh, that. Didn't assume it necessary to share the news with her, I guess. You're saved, if that's what you need to know.
- Thanks. It's just that I, you know, I felt so strange and all. I guess I got drunk. Otherwise I would never say something that private. Not in your face at least.
- Yeah, that was unusual. Wait... You try to suggest you still think so? Is that right?
- Well, kind of... Maybe I am... - she looked at him and stuck her tongue out - I think that you saying I'm too young sucked big time. You were lame yesterday. With me, I mean, not with... Oops! - she covered her mouth with her hand, realizing she gave herself out.
- Now you got me angry! - he said, staring at her - You've been peeping on us, didn't you? Huh!? Answer me!
- Yes... I'm sorry! I just couldn't help it...
- Oh, whatever - he said, taking her in his arms and stroking her hair - It's all right... Don't worry. I'm not half as mad at you as I should be.
- Can we keep that a secret? - she asked, looking up at him. His manly embrace gave her a thrill of some special kind. It felt very womanly to be embraced that way by this adult, handsome male.
- I think we should. Otherwise you'd have something to explain. I don't suppose Wanda would let it go easy. Now, let's just forget it, right? - Tom stroked her hair some more and let go of her. He helped the girl start the fire and put some water on. Soon the morning tea was ready and they sat there, on the grass, drinking.

Wanda woke up and came out of the tent, yawning.

- Hi there! - she smiled - Up so early?
- In fact only waiting for you... You surely took your time, didn't you? - Tom asked.
- It's because you didn't let me sleep last night - she teased, smiling at him knowingly, not suspecting her little sister also got the hidden message.

The three of them had a quick breakfast and packed all their stuff back to the boat. In something like half an hour they moved toward open waters again.

Soon everything was just as the day before. Tom, sitting on the cockpit, feeling a skipper of this small unit, with the girls in his care sunbathing on the deck. The day was bright, sun high atop.

He leaned back and closed his eyes, before long he drifted into sleep.

He was woken suddenly by a strong pull on his arm. Someone was shaking him, trying to bring him back to world. He started to attention.

- Get up, Tom. - Wanda seemed to be in a hurry - C'mon, or we'll have our holidays over.

He looked around and saw another boat, trying to maneuver out of the way. The lake changed into one of hundreds of canals and the way was getting quite narrow. As quick as he could he grabbed the wheel and turned, trying to avoid collision. The yachts passed each other almost touching with their sides. He sighed with relief and waved his hand sorry to the people onboard the other boat.

They were a couple, apparently in their mid twenties. One thing that drew his attention was that the girl was topless. She had a nice pair of firm, round tits. Wanda noticed the attention he gave to the nakedness of that stranger.

- Tom... - she whispered, putting a heavy hand on his shoulder. He turned his head with a sheepish expression, trying to cover his embarrassment with a wide grin.
- I should be enough for you - she smiled. He nodded yes and sighed. Yes, Wanda was right. She should be. Still, other women existed, sometimes just at hand and he couldn't help feeling tempted.

- On the other hand... - Wanda continued - ... topless seems a nice idea. I would avoid tan lines. What do you think, huh?

Tom looked at her, picturing her breasts under her bikini top. The vision was great.

- Yeah. Looks like a great thing for me. If you wish... I won't be disturbed, for sure.
- OK, then - Wendy went back to the stem. She knelt on the deck and reached back to unhook her bikini top. She removed it and tossed it to the side, exposing her beautiful breasts. Tom felt the creature in his pants itch.

- Hey, what are you doing? - Wendy asked, looking surprised at her sister - Since when are you a topless fan, well?
- Since now... What?
- I guess I'll sunbathe topless as well - said the younger sister and without a second notice she reached back and unhooked her bra as well. She tossed it on the deck, right next to Wanda's.

- Wait a moment, little lady! Don't you think you shouldn't expose yourself like that?
- Don't you think it's exactly the same when you expose yourself, huh, sissy? In fact you expose yourself more, as your boobs are apparently bigger so far...
- Oh, my... I suppose this can't be helped, can it? - asked the older. Wendy shook her head, giving the negative answer. So, it really couldn't be helped.

The girls made themselves comfortable on the deck and back to tan. Tom smoked a cigarette and adjusted his trousers. The boner struggled to get free. He looked from his high post over the girl at his feet.

He had seen Wanda's bust lots of times before. What drew his attention was the small, developing breasts of his girlfriend's sister. He could admire those little mounds; perky hills topped with small, pink nipples that now stood proudly at attention. There was something so intensely erotic about this little girl that he came in his pants without even realizing that.

- Fuck - he whispered, feeling the hot moisture in his crotch. He made sure the girls didn't see anything and hid in the cabin, where he wiped most of the cum. He returned to the deck.

The girls changed their positions. Both of them were lying on their stomachs now. The landscape were two round, firm butts covered with a single string each. The strings disappeared between the ass cheeks anyway and were no obstruction to the view. Wanda's butt was substantially bigger as she was a bigger girl on the whole, while Wendy's was a cute, little bottom. Both nicely curved; not even a gram of unnecessary fat, fair, flawless complexion and already a tan that promised to be even more soon. It was really easy for him to overlook the strings of their bikinis and from the position he occupied it looked as if the sisters' bottoms were completely naked. He half closed his eyes and drifted into a dream, picturing the sweet moment he would finally take Wanda's tight, hot asshole for the first time. My, she must be tight. And just the idea of him spurting inside her rectum drove him crazy.

He moved his eyes to the younger one, picturing her pink, tightly closed rosebud between those firm cheeks he could admire freely. Not even realizing he's doing it, he fantasized how would it be to fuck her up her 11-year-old ass. He could even take her as she was lying now. He'd separate those lovely buns, pulling them aside with his hands, them rub her tan lotion all over the opening, driving his finger little in to grease it well so that his dick would go easier. And then...

He felt he's gonna come again if he kept looking and imagining things like these.


Tom turned his head and with a heavy sigh he lit another cigarette. The man just sat there, hoping his sexual tension to go away, though with little success. His boner just didn't seem to be softening a bit. He smoked some more but even the relaxing action of nicotine didn't help.

- Shhh... - he heard a whisper, right into his ear. He jumped to attention.
- Come down - said Wendy, putting her small hand on his shoulder - It's only me. No need to freak.
- You shouldn't came from my behind like this - he said.
- Quiet - she put her finger on her lips - Wanda's asleep. I have an urge.
- Yeah? What kind of?
- Gotta pee... - the preteen admitted, not even the slightest intimidated by that confession.
- How come it's always you? I can help myself.
- I can't piss overboard the way you do it - she grinned.
- Guess you'll have to - Tom grinned this time. He waved his hand around - Can you see any decent shore around here that's not all swamp?

Wendy looked around. He was right. The nearest shore was a good half mile away, with half of the distance being thick, deep mud of a swamp. She bit her lip, thinking the situation over.

- OK then. I guess I'll just have to pee overboard. Just don't rock the boat, willya?
- Sure. Whatever - Tom said. He expected her to go somewhere to the back or just generally hide from him but the girl didn't bother. She just stood on the edge of the boat, just a few feet from him. She swiftly removed her almost non-existent panties revealing herself in all her preteen glory. For a wonderful second he was granted with an unobstructed view of her pubis. Her pussy lips were still a bit childish, puffy and fat with just a mere shadow of peach fuzz right over her pink slit. He inner lips gently protruded from under the outer ones.

She squatted over the edge and started to piss. He could see the stream of urine spear from her pussy and he could hear it splash against the waves below. All he could do was stare in amazement.

Wendy finished her piss and stood up, again giving him a nice show of her privates, this time evidently a bit longer - most probably on purpose. Then she pulled her bikini thongs up and smiled cheerfully.

- So. Wasn't that difficult I suppose. Will have to do it that way from now own - she chattered. Tom was speechless.
- What's the matter with you? Didn't you like my little show? - she asked, coming closer and leaning over him. He almost died under her sly, tempting gaze. Her lovely, developing titties were only inches from his face and he fought the urge to grab her and start sucking those lovely boobies. He came in his pants instantly. 

- I guess you liked it - the preteen must've noticed his little accident. She smiled and went back to her place on the stem, wiggling her cute, round ass as she walked. Man, was that something, Tom thought, wiping his forehead. Things were going out of control. Too much out of control.

The man remained at attention, but the rest of the day was peaceful. No more flashing or near crashes with other objects. In the early evening they called at a port in a small town. The intention was to hit some movie and then maybe a bar.

The trio left the boat at the harbor and strolled slowly along the main street. This was closed for motorists so they could walk in the middle of it. Tom took on the role of the alpha male (in fact being the only male in the pack); girls marched at his sides. Wanda with her boyfriend's arm embracing her tightly, while her little sister holding hands with Tom in a less intimate, more childish way. From time to time one of the girls would separate walking to the sides of the street to do some window-shopping or have a look at something particular.

The street was full of all kinds of stands filled with every particular type of the usual crap sold to tourists. The range started from plastic necklaces, through water-resistant single use watches, postcards, disposable cameras, donuts, finished with salted dried fish that smelled the foulest way anything could smell.

That was all crap, all right, nevertheless before the trio reached the end of the street Tom's wallet seemed to have undergone some diet and the girls cheered equipped with some snacks and stuff.

They managed to find a cinema finally. From the poster planted on the door they learned it was going to be closed for renovation and tonight was the last movie played. The decision was made to see the show, then get something to eat and then maybe find a nice place to have some beer in the evening. They did as decided.

On entering the cinema Tom judged it should've been closed long ago. The building was almost completely ruined. The only movie for the evening they could see was "Return of Redneck Zombie", which was marked as adults only. That didn't disturb the ticket seller to sell one for Wendy, though she apparently wasn't adult and he was perfectly aware of it.

Tom bought some popcorn and cola for the girls and a beer for himself and they descended the dark projection hall.

Apparently there were very few people in there. Tom looked around and only noticed a couple kissing in the corner and two lonely teenage girls in the first row, smoking. They took places in the middle.

The movie turned out to be a typical low-cost stupidity. It was more funny to watch than scary.

After about half an hour Wanda leaned toward Tom, sitting in the middle between the girls.  She seemed uncomfortable and disturbed with something.

- Gotta go to the restroom, be back in a minute, OK? - she whispered and left.

She was back couple minutes later. She didn't seat but leaned toward Tom again.

- I just got my period. I need to go back to the boat. Keep watching and then drop to collect me... Maybe we'll continue the evening, OK?
- It's alright with me. Are you sure you need to go? Can you manage? - he asked. She nodded her head yes.
- OK. Will come and pick you up, then go to some nice bar, how about it?
- Not exactly sure I need it today. I'll tell you later. See you!

She kissed him goodbye and left the cinema.

Tom felt Wendy moved closer to him, tightly embracing his arm. She heard the whole conversation.

- So, we're alone, how bout it, Tom?
- Depends, what you mean?
- C'mon, 'Tis almost like a date, don't you think?
- Not really. We're not going out together anyway, so? - he was really puzzled by the way the girl acted for the last two days. She was up to something, apparently she had a strong crush on him, he thought.

- I know, but we can pretend. And we can pretend other things as well - she smiled in a sluttish way, Tom noticed surprised, embracing him tightly and pressing her body against his. He could feel her breast over his chest.

- Like what? - he asked, looking at her.
- Like pretending I'll give you head - she licked her lips and before he could react she unzipped his pants and ducked her head, trying to free his dick with her small hand.

- Hey, stop that! - he said, but just a moment later he felt her warm, velvety lips on the head of his stiffening dick. Her mouth was so warm and wet. She gently licked his dickhead and swallowed the whole length of his shaft at once. She applied some suction and pulled her head up, releasing almost whole of his throbbing meat.

He could only think about the feeling he sensed now. Irrelevantly he thought Wendy was just as good as her sister.

She let his cock slip from her mouth, looked up at him and asked:

- So? Wanna play some more or you chicken out?

Although struggling with guilt and anxiety, Tom wanted to feel her lips around his dick again, that was sure. He nodded his head.

- Continue - he said in a low, raspy voice. He grunted to clear his throat. Wendy didn't need to be told twice. She swallowed his cock again, moving her head, driving his stiff shaft in and out of her small mouth. Her grip on the base of his dick tightened and she started to move her fist up and down as well.

She applied gentle suction and started to swallow his rod again and again. Every time she withdrew his dick from her small mouth she stopped at the very top, barely keeping his head inside her mouth. She pressed her soft, hot tongue against the bottom of his shaft. Then she would lick it all around the head and completely swallow his meat again. Tom was going insane. The youngster was much better that her older sister. A natural born cocksucker, one could say, if there existed anything like that.

Wendy stopped for a brief moment just before he was ready to spurt. She tilted her head back and only stroked his manhood with her small hand ever so lightly. This was driving him even more excited. The girl lowered her head again and concealed his dickhead in her sweet mouth.

He couldn't hold it any longer and only needed few more wonderful nods of her head on his prick. He felt the tingling feeling when his muscles contracted around the base of his dick and he just grunted when he started to shoot his load.

The preteen hurried to swallow wave after wave of his jism shooting up her throat. She sucked furiously not to loose even one drop, but the flood of cream was too much for her and some dribbled down her chin. When he finally finished cumming, she licked his dick clean and wiped the cum from her chin with her finger. She then sucked her finger clean.

- So? - she whispered, looking up at her sister's boyfriend - Liked that?
- Oh, you can bet! 'Twas incredible! - he was really enthusiastic. All his doubts were gone now. He could almost feel the weight of the devil that sat on his shoulder and whispered into his ear about some dark fantasies.

- So, then we have a deal. How about that: you had your fun, let's call it a late birthday present. I want some fun myself. I can give you more, but you'll give me other favors in return.
- Sure. But exactly what kind of favors, huh? - he looked at her with delight. He couldn't take eyes from her moist, shining lips, ever so smooth and velvety.

- Erotic ones... I want to become a woman. I feel like one. But I need someone to be a man there for me. And I think you'd be just fine.
- Wendy, you know... Your sister... - he hesitated just a little.
- Yeah? So what? We're sisters. Wouldn't you like to have both of us together? And maybe you need another blowjob to remember?
- Sure... - he already pictured in his mind the sweet trio with both sisters at his side. He nodded his head. Knowing it most probably wouldn't be possible he wasn't sure which one to wipe from his mental image.

- You bet I want to think it over. I'll tell you later, OK? - they shook hands.

Tom looked around - nobody seemed to notice anything. The couple in the corner was still kissing, not paying attention to anything. The teens in the front seemed interested in the movie. Well, in a way at least, as they laughed almost hysterically. They still smoked. The coast was clear. He did a bad thing and neither he got caught nor was he punished. He grinned devilishly.

It only took another quarter of an hour for the movie to end. They left the cinema and slowly strolled down the street, holding hands. If someone observed them from aside it would be impossible to tell whether they're lovers or just siblings. That was safe enough.

On the way back to the harbor they bought some beer, chips and a grilled chicken and they returned to the boat.

Wanda was there, already lying in the bed, half-asleep. For the first time Tom thought about just how small the cabin was and that the three of them were going to spend this night together in this small room. This posed for some nice opportunities, he judged. After he experienced Wendy's skills over his dick he was ready to take chances to get more.

- 'Tis you, guys? - Wanda asked, raising her head and opening one eye. Her boyfriend confirmed.
- You want some beer? Or maybe chicken with chips? How 'bout that? - she looked at all the goodies he offered her and shook her head.
- Nah... I don't feel like eating anything. Maybe I'll just have a beer and go to sleep. It was supposed to be a nice evening, but I just don't feel like having fun right now - she added.
- It's all right - Tom replied - Don't be sorry. We can somehow manage it on our own.

He leaned towards her, lowering her head and whispered in her ear.

- I guess I'll have to jack off today as you're not there to help me, huh? - he grinned.
- You're a rotten pervert! - she laughed heartily, hitting him playfully on the shoulder.

- I won't be much of a company today, you know it... Give me a beer and you can have your time, if you wish. I'd rather go to sleep. Would that be OK?
- Sure, sweetie. We can help ourselves with Wendy - he declared.
- I see you're beginning to forgive her. I'm glad.
- After all she's not guilty for coming with us. She didn't have her choice either. I guess we can put up together for the rest of our trip - he was smiling. If only Wanda knew what made him change his attitude toward her little sister. She couldn't possibly accept it, he supposed.

After all, it seemed Wendy is not going to be pain in the ass. Yeah, in the ass... Tom dreamt away for a moment.

- OK, then! We'll leave you alone to give you some peace. Keep well, honey - he kissed her goodbye and went up, to the deck, where Wendy sat on the edge. Her slim legs hanged from the railing, over the water. She helped her with the beer and was now drinking one.

- Hey, hey, little lady! Aren't you a bit quick with the drinking stuff? - he approached her, opening a can for himself as well.

- You're not going to take it away from me, are you? - she grinned - And I guess we made a deal about certain favors. I assume allowing me to drink to be one of these.

- Yeah, and one more would be buying you a black Ferrari, huh? - he joked. They both laughed. Their laughter echoed over the surface of the lake.

- Let's get moving - Tom got up, when they finished eating - Wanda won't join us tonight, so we need to make it on our own. Any ideas?
- I guess I've seen some fire on the beach, not far from here. Let's join them, shall we? - she got up as well. They left the boat and set off toward the direction Wendy thought the party was.

Soon they found out there was one indeed. It was already getting dark, last traces of purple light cast on the numbered clouds. Dusk was coming down, softening the shapes of things. The surface of the lake glistened with sparkling reflections as the stars started to appear in the sky.

In the very middle of the beach there was a fireplace and currently a fire was burning there. The flames danced high in the air. Explosions of sparks flew up under the dark sky, mixing with stars. Couple people sat all around the fire.

A small grill box stood a little aside, a lonely guy was preparing some meat on it. Tom and Wendy approached the company.

- Hi there! - Tom lifted his hand in the air in a greeting manner - May we join?

The people turned their heads to look at the strangers. These must've been tourists just like him and his girls, Tom judged. His girls, that sounded proud. One of the men stood up and extended his hand.

- I'm Jerry. You two can party with us, if you wish.
- I'm Wendy - the youngster rushed forward, extending her hand - And this is Tom. He's someone special - she smiled and waved her hand at the rest of the company.
- Now, Wendy! - Tom exclaimed. She stuck her tongue out at him and took a place at the fire, drinking her beer.

Jerry looked at Tom, pulled a strange face and winked. Tom decided it couldn't be helped anyway and just sighed, joining them on the sand.

Soon all of them made good friends and as the evening went by they started singing along to Jerry's guitar. Wendy was proud to know the lyrics of almost every single song the man played. She had a great time. Taking from her previous experience she took a slower pace with her beer and was doing just fine.

Tom felt great as well. His head become slightly blurry and he fought his thoughts, thinking over all the events of the last two days. The guys around them assumed the two to be a couple and didn't seem bothered. For the first time Tom seriously wondered, if it would be possible.

- Tom, darling - Wendy got up and approached him - I'll be right back - she kissed him on the cheek before she left toward the edge of the beach. One of the guys leaned over to him and whispered.

- She's hot, man... - he shook his head - Though I'd rather have an older one. Does she have a sister? - he asked.
- Oh, bet she does. But the sister's taken already... - Tom laughed. He produced his tobacco and hemp and rolled a cigarette. He smoked, savoring the taste.
- Too bad - the guy complained.

- You missed me? - he heard a whisper in his ear. Wendy was back. He assumed it didn't make sense trying to stop her to address him as if he was her boyfriend. Anyway, he thought, these people were strangers and didn't give a damn about it.

- Let's go for a walk, how 'bout it? - she asked, pulling his arm. He nodded his head and got up.

- Going so soon? - Jerry asked - Mark's almost ready with the burgers - he motioned his hand toward the grill guy.
- Oh, just for some time. We'll be back - Wendy replied before Tom could. It was a little bit irritating actually, her acting this way.

She grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the lake. They slowly walked at the edge of water. Wendy removed her shoes and tied them to her shorts. This made her shorts pull down some and the wide waistband of her panties became visible. She was wearing a sports type panties, matching her white, cotton halter-top, covered with a short sleeve shirt, she now unbuttoned. Tom looked down at the preteen girl marching beside him, holding his hand. She looked back at him.

- Yeah? - she asked.
- I was just thinking... - the man wasn't sure how to put his thoughts into words.
- About our relationship? - she guessed. He nodded.
- Don't need to talk. Either you're in or not. I've gone too far to chicken out right now. Now, kiss me... We haven't done that and we should've - she grabbed the front of his T-shirt and pulled him down. Their faces almost met and before the man could react the little girl took over and started kissing him.

She planted her lips over his and gently begun to try and probe his mouth with her tongue. He parted his lips and she darted inside his mouth. He answered her caress and soon they were french kissing like crazy. Her tongue danced back and forth. The man answered her ministrations with his mouth and tongue. Her spit was sweet and mixed with his. She wasn't even the slightest intimidated by a situation where most 11-year-old girls would. In fact she was the boss there. That made her feel comfortable and safe. And she knew for sure that Tom wouldn't do anything she wouldn't like. She just felt it was a good choice.

Tom embraced Wendy tightly. He could feel her small bust flattened against his massive chest. She jumped up in the air and hooked her legs around his waist. She wasn't heavy and he could easily support her weight. She clung tightly to his body and they just stood there, on the beach, embraced and kissing; their silhouettes standing out of the blue, night sky, under the shining stars.

- Whew, that was something! - Wendy said enthusiastically when they finally parted. She was still hanging on him, half sitting on his stomach with her legs around his hips. He supported her with his arms. She flexed her back and jumped to the sand.

Her shoes tied to the rim of her shorts jumped in the air as she landed. The button of her shorts broke and jumped away and the shoes pulled her shorts all the way down to her knees. She started to laugh and tried to pull them up. Tom started to laugh as well. She tried fixing her shorts in place but couldn't manage so all she did was just let them fall down and stepped out of them.

- How about we swim some? - she asked Tom. He was enthusiastic. Wendy quickly removed her shirt and stood there wearing only her sheer, cotton underwear that nicely clad her young, developing body. These were the sport type undies. Her panties were plain, straight with wide, dark blue waistband. Her training bra matched nicely, white with a similar, wide, dark blue elastic band right under her bust line. Not waiting for him she moved toward the lake. The moonlight cast deep, sensual shadows on her developing, slim body. She entered the water and jumped forward, diving under the calm surface.

Tom followed her, removing his trousers and shirt before running into the cool water. He dived and swam close to the girl. They headed toward the center of the lake. They were slowly moving forward, arm in arm, the youngster fighting hard to keep up his pace. She was a great swimmer but finally she lost her power and started to slow down. He turned around and faced Wendy, supporting her minute body with his arms. She seemed so delicate and light. The water splashed quietly around them.

- How do you feel? It's great, huh? - the man asked. The preteen only nodded her head and embraced him, leaning for a kiss. The started to french, floating on the dark surface of deep waters.

- Let's go back to the beach - she whispered, breaking the kiss - I feel like something more - she smiled slyly, pulled her legs up and dashed under the water, kicking from his chest. Tom rushed after her. Soon they performed a regular race toward the shore.

Wendy touched the ground with her feet and stood up. The water covered her up to her collarbones. Tom surfaced right in front of her, his massive, wide chest stroked her erected, swollen breasts as he swam up. He stood on the ground and caught her little body in his arms, carrying her to the shore.

Once on the sand, still warm from the daylight sun, he let her down on his spread shirt. In the silvery, dim light of the moon he looked down at her. The wet cotton of her underwear became almost completely translucent and he could admire her blooming beauty without any obstruction. Her bra tightly clad her poking nipples surrounded by light pink aureoles. Her panties rode up, deep into her slit. He knelt down between her legs and ever so delicately stroked the inner side of her thighs. The girl's skin was smooth and cool from the water. He moved his hands up and hooked his thumb under the waistband of her panties.

He looked at her. She closed her eyes for a brief moment and then spoke in a quiet voice.

- Promise you'll stop when I want it...
- Just let me know, sweet little thing - he smiled and started to pull down her panties. The wet fabrics resisted a bit, sticking to her flawless skin, but he pulled it down to her knees and then her ankles to finally drop her underwear on the sand. Caressing her thighs lightly he lowered his head and planted a long, passionate kiss on her delightful mound, on the very top of her deep, pink slit, where her light peachfuzz was only starting to appear. He looked at her, now uncovered for him in all her youthful glory.

Wendy adjusted her weight and moved her hips a little bit up, spreading her legs slightly to the sides. This movement made her pussy lips open partially and he could see the insides of her cleft. Pink folds of her labia looked so velvety. Her cunny was all wet Outside, the water sparkled on her skin, not tanned in there. Inside her pussy, under the soft cover of her lips another kind of moisture was glistening, coming from her interior, slowly dribbling down her cleft.

Tom lowered his head again and licked from the very bottom of her pussy, up, along the puffy lips, to the top. Slowly he pressed his tongue deeper inside, going further into her with each lick. He stopped for a moment at the top of her slit and located her small clit with the tip of his tongue. Wendy shivered when he touched here there for the first time. He sucked gently on her sensitive nubbin, marveling on the taste of her girl juice. She was sweet and fresh.

The man moved his tongue down again, pressing it deep inside, between her pussy lips, probing for her little girl opening, sucking her flowing juices, penetrating the hot, wet cavern of her cunny.

He moved his face even lower, bringing her trembling, little body up with his strong arms and licked across her tight rosebud. He felt just the slightest hint of bitterness when he probed her rear gate with his fidgeting tongue.

Wendy gasped loudly when he came back north, to her sensitive clit. Every move of his mouth, every suck applied to her most sensitive spot sent shivers throughout her whole body. She knew the feeling but never before was it so intensely pleasurable and overwhelming. She closed her eyes, biting her forearm to restrain herself from shouting her happiness out loud. A wave of heat went through her body, sending electric bolts to every single nerve. Every muscle of her tensed and shivered.

One more movement of his trained tongue and the little girl blacked out, having lost herself completely in her best ever climax.

When she regained her consciousness couple minutes later, Tom was siting on the sand, holding her in his arms, rocking gently back and forth. He stroked her hair, wet from swimming and sweat. She smiled faintly at him. A tear rolled down her cheek, then another.

- Why do you cry, little one? - the man smiled, wiping her tears delicately with his finger - Did I make you sad? - he looked seriously concerned.
- No, it's not that... I'm... I'm happy. Nothing like this has ever happened to me before... - she sighed, completely relaxed. They rested like that for couple minutes.

- Guess we should be going, don't you think -she whispered, looking at his face. She got up, turning around and flashing her cute, bubbly bottom right in his face. He couldn't stop himself and lightly bit her buttock.

- Hey! - she exclaimed, jumping away. She grabbed her pants and pulled them on, her shorts followed. Tom got dressed as well.

They started walking back toward the fire. He embraced the girl and she really liked it. Her little, slender body shivered with pleasure when she recalled the licking she was treated with. That was something. Wendy was so very happy. She planned seducing Tom for some time already but didn't expect it to be that easy. The Lake District surely helped a big deal. And she still hasn't achieved all her goals so far. Oh, and Tom was going to have another surprise. Not one, she thought.

Later that night, once onboard the boat again, they quickly prepared themselves to sleep and slipped under the covers, taking Wanda between them. The older sister was fast asleep and only murmured something, nesting herself against her boyfriend's body. She was dreaming. Dreaming about her present for Tom and the little secret she shared with her not-so-little-anymore sister.

The older sister woke first the next morning. She just lay there for couple more minutes, savoring the afterimages of her night dreams. She decided the time has come to give her boyfriend what he wanted for so long. She got up, trying not to wake the other two. She suspected they had a busy evening the previous day. She put on her jeans shorts and went out, to the deck.

The day was just rising, sun hanging above the clear horizon. The sky was clear and a light breeze played with her hair. She quietly whistled "Touch me" by The Doors. She liked that song just as much as Tom did. She heard some slight noise behind her back and turned around. Tom has risen from under the deck.

- How did you sleep, honey? - he asked. She come closer to him and embraced him tightly, planting a sweet kiss on his lips.
- Quite well. How about your evening with my baby sister? - she stroked his back delicately, only using the tips of her fingers.
- Oh, nice. We joined some beach party and had some fun. A guess Wendy loved it. I let her one beer but I don't think it did her bad.
- She's growing. She'll be a teenager soon. I guess I have to get used to it.
- Yeah... She's growing... - he nodded his head, drifting away for a moment. His thoughts reached back to the previous night, when he licked little Wendy on the sand. His little friend twitched.

When Wendy got up they had some humble breakfast, mostly canned stuff. Soon they took off, heading north, toward the biggest lake of the District. They went through a long, long and wide canal. People camped on the high banks, their tents in neat groups around fireplaces scattered throughout the area neighboring the watery highway. Wendy and Wanda waved their hands at every other company on the shore or all the people onboard other yachts, passing them in the canal. The looked as if they were two ancient goddesses of youth and passion, both of them only wearing their bikini panties and flashing the whole happy world with their topless bosoms. Fishermen sat under the bridge pillars with their fishing rods weaving strings all around. Tom maneuvered a little to avoid getting caught by one of these thin, invisible lines.

One of the campers ashore had a stereo set with him and played a loud music. It was some old Boney-M song.

- Hurray, hurray, it's a holly, holiday! - the band sung. Wanda remembered another Boney-M song, "Rasputin". She recalled listening to it long time ago.

She was 15 then and went to a party with Tom. It took place in his college friend's home. It was around midnight and they were sitting on a couch in the corner of the room. It was dark, the music loud. The three of them were having a long, long and extremely complicated talk absolutely deprived of any sense. They were all quite well stoned. Suddenly her cousin who also attended that party looked at her and said upon listening for a moment to "Rasputin".

- Rasputin! Girl, do you know who he was? He fucked the Russian tzarina! The queen, I mean! - she was enthusiastic about her idea - He was a priest, a preacher man! Haw, you know what else? - she grinned devilishly - He had the dick half your hand long! Yeah, that a fact!

Wanda burst into laughter upon remembering the story. It was a great party! And great was the night after the party, when Tom took her girlhood.

- What's on, sweet? - Tom asked, hearing her laugh. She come closer and whispered the whole story into his ear. He remembered it too and both of them laughed again heartily.

They had a nice lunch in a little harbor at the end of the canal, having some great fast food kind of "Swim-in", as they are on highways. They moored at the wharf and sat there, their legs hanging in the air, eating their burgers. Hurray, hurray, it's a holiday! The sun was high, and so were the spirits of all of them.

When the evening came, they found a nice bay on the banks of the lake. It seemed they were at the seaside. Half of the horizon was occupied by an enormous aquatic area. All around the little waves rolled over the surface. Sun was setting in front of them, it's last crimson rays shining just over the fuzzy line between water and sky. The view was a picturesque one.

Tom set their small tent on the dry land and they had a little fire. The pine forest whispered over their heads telling strange stories of passion. Soon Wendy climbed back aboard the yacht and Tom and Wanda found themselves in the tent, lying in their unzipped sleeping-bags. They were kissing passionately.

- Tom - she whispered - I'd like to make love with you. Hmm?
- You bet I'd like too. But you said you're on your, y'know.
- Yeah. But I have one more opening you can take - she took his hand and guided it down her back, over her round, full buttocks and down into the cleft. She smiled and delicately bit the tip of his nose.
- You know what I mean. I was a bitch, not letting you have me that way before - the sound of his darling girlfriend talking filthy struck Tom and excited him. His rod immediately got iron hard and stood proudly out, tenting his cover.
- Sweetie, I wouldn't like to push things. It's only if you want it too.
- Tom, honey, I want to give it a try at least... Let's do it.
- OK - he grinned, almost drooling.

Wendy reached with her hand and extracted a small tube of hand cream from under her bed.

- I only have this to help us - she said, handing the tube to her boyfriend - You have to make it nice - she started kissing him and soon they lay down, undressed. She turned to her stomach and knelt, putting her head on her folded hands, her butt high in the air. She wiggled her bottom. Tom knelt beside her and lowered his face toward her butt. He noticed the white string of Tampax hanging from her girl opening. He delicately licked her back orifice. Then he squeezed some cream over his fingers and started to smear it all over her rosebud. Every so often he pushed his finger a little bit down her sphincter, trying to ease it. She relaxed some and he sunk into her to the second knuckle.

He withdrew and squeezed some more cream on his finger and pushed it back into her. He slowly worked his way inside her widening and opening bum. She breathed heavily. Eventually he decided it was time to give it a try. He positioned himself right behind Wanda and put the tip of his dick against her rear opening.

Tom put his hand on her hip and started to push slowly. With his other hand he applied some more cream all over his cock. He stopped for a moment, giving Wanda time to accommodate him. Then he pushed some more and his whole dickhead popped in. They both gasped, Tom with the feeling of her tight, narrow anus clinging around him and Wendy having felt his big head pop into her suddenly and now trying to get used to the feeling of having something so hard and big stretch her asshole so much. She sighed.

- OK, Tommy. You can try some more.

He put both his hands on her hips now and started driving his pole deeper into her. It was well creamed and was sliding in slowly but quite easily. Wendy felt as if Tom's dick was now twice bigger than she felt it in her pussy. Her shit chute must've been much tighter, she thought. Now it was sliding slowly up her tummy, so stiff and big. She felt some discomfort for a moment but it only added to her arousal. She was dripping wet now; she could feel her thick, translucent girl juice dribble down her stomach, toward her belly-button.

Tom started slowly withdrawing. Wanda had taken in almost all of his stick. He was amazed. When he withdrew almost completely, he started pushing back in. This time he managed to get even more inside her. He withdrew again and started pushing in once more. His strokes were getting stronger and faster. His balls slapped her pussy lips gently.

It was only a matter of minutes when he could no longer hold back. He pushed as deep into Wanda's ass as he could and spurted his jism. He kept spurting more and more as he started to withdraw ever so slowly. Hot splashes of white cream came down Wanda's bowels.

The girl fell down. Tom lay down by her side. He embraced his girlfriend and kissed her on her forehead.

- Thanks, honey - he said, stroking her hair - That was really great.
- I hope this will be even better next time. I'd like to try it again some time.
- More than willing to help you - he gently fondled her breast. They started kissing again.

While Tom emptied his load into Wanda's ass, Wendy was lying quietly in the dusk of the cabin. The boat rocked gently, making her feel sleepy. In her mind she recalled the talk she had today with her big sister.

They were lying on the deck, that afternoon, when they took off after the dinner. Tom was at his usual place at the back and they could freely whisper. It was about time to share her proceedings with Tom. Wanda was surprised to hear Wendy managed to get that far in only two days.

- So, he gave you head yesterday, right? - she wanted to ensure. They had to whisper so that Tom wouldn't hear them.
- Yeah! That was great... Really, haven't supposed it'd be as good - the youngster was excited, reporting her deeds to her older sister. Wanda seemed just as much excited. She was feeling aroused by the story of her baby sister being serviced by her boyfriend.
- And you really gave him head that evening in the cinema? - she asked.
- Right after you left... He liked it, I can tell! - Wendy replied.
- Did he comment on it in any way?
- Not really... But I can tell he liked it - Wendy repeated - All I have to do now is go for the whole thing, I guess...
- I think so. But not today - Wanda smiled - Today is my day to show off. So don't interfere, please...

That was what they talked about in the afternoon. Now it was late at night and Wendy longed to have someone by her side. She didn't want to just lay there, all alone, in the warm darkness. She thought some more about the whole situation. It seemed a bit insane. She couldn't judge whose idea it was that little Wendy was to seduce Tom. It must've popped out of nowhere apparently. Both her and Wanda they were spending an evening together at home as their parents were out for the night. Tom couldn't make it that particular night and there were just the two of them. It was about a week before the trip they had right now. It was already decided Wendy was going to partake.

The girls treated themselves well with an entertaining evening, "borrowing" a bottle of wine from their father's cabinet. They watched some movies on TV and enjoyed a great time, just like they used to when they were a bit younger. Late at night they came upon a blue movie on one of the satellite channels. There was some soft lesbian action briefly shown.

- Look at that - Wanda said, drinking the wine from the bottle. They had long abandoned the glasses and every so often one of them would just sip straight from the bottle.
- Wonder how it feels to be touched by another woman - she told her sister - Don't think, little lady?
- Haven't tried being really touched by a man even. Pass that wine, willya? - the other girl asked.
- Oh, right. You're my baby sister... - the older handed her the green bottle.
- Wow now! Mind you, I've kissed a boy before, don't you think! - Wendy objected. She didn't like being reminded she was only 11.
- I've gone for the whole thing quite some time ago - Wanda continued casually. The wine made her relaxed and easy on the subject she hardly ever shared with her little sister.
- How's it? - the youngster asked.
- A manly touch, you mean? It feels great. It's like... Nah, don't know how to express that... - her sister wondered for a while - you should feel it herself. Then you'd figure out.
- So show me... teach me something.
- Don't get it. How could I possibly show you? - Wanda looked surprised at her preteen sister.
- Touch me. Like them girls do it in the movie - she waved her hand at the TV.
- Quit kidding... - the older girl laughed.
- You've just wondered what it would be like. Let's give it a try - Wendy pushed on the subject. She was getting excited with the idea of experiencing something more than just plain kissing and playing with herself while under the shower.
- Oh, stop it, little lady - Wanda laughed, somewhat nervously. Although the idea of petting with her little sister seemed absurd, something deep inside her mind whispered to try.
- What's up? - Wendy teased - You chicken out now?
- You'd wish - the older said, putting the wine bottle aside. She held her baby sister by the shoulders and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. An anxious look appeared in Wendy's eyes for a brief moment.
- So, who's chickening now?
- Shut up, oh, please - the youngster regained her composure and kissed her sister and they started to french. Their kisses were passionate, wet and deep. Their tongues wrestled, slippery and sweet.

For Wendy kissing was still something quite new. She enjoyed every moment of this wonderful experience. Wanda was used to kissing, but the very thought of doing it with some other girl, her baby sister! was a huge turn-on for her. She could feel her pussy getting moist and hot, the familiar tingling build up, deep inside her.

Finally they broke the kiss. Not saying a word, Wanda took off her nightshirt, exposing her round, firm breasts. They heaved a little as she breathed. She was very proud of them. The younger girl looked at this wonder in amazement. She blinked and removed her own nightie. Her bust was much smaller, twin little mounds only recently started to bloom. Now both girls were wearing panties only. Wendy stood up and slowly removed hers, treating her big sister with an unobstructed view of her private parts. Her pussy lips were firm, a bit fat and really smooth. Only a slight shadow of blonde peachfuzz was shown just over the top of her slit.

Wanda knelt and removed her panties as well, encouraged by the proceedings of the youngster. She felt the night air cool down her skin. Only this morning she shaved her pussy hair, just leaving a thin strap in the middle, framing her cleft. Her bush was blonde and therefore barely visible anyway. They were now both stark naked. It's been years since they've seen each other completely nude for the last time so they took their time to absorb the image of each other fully, letting it sunk into their minds.

- You're so beautiful, sissy - Wendy whispered, amazed - So adult... I envy you!
- You'll be even better when you grow up. Just give it a couple more years.
- Yeah, you can talk easy, you're not 11 anymore. It's such a drag! Damn, kiss me some more!

Their lips met again and this time their kissing was even more passionate. Wanda's hands wandered about her sister's body, gently feeling her sides, her back, her barely developed boobies. She was surprised but aroused at the same time to notice Wendy's hands on her breasts. The little girl gently stroked and caressed her sister's tits, playing eagerly with them. Her nipples got hard and poked out. Wanda moved her hand down, toward the younger girl's crotch. With the tip of her finger she located the top of her cleft and moved her finger down, alongside it. Wendy's firm, puffy cunny lips opened up slightly upon this caress. Her big sister was surprised to find the preteen moist already down there. She returned to the top of this prepubescent pussy and located the tiny bump there, concealed inside the warm folds of pink flesh.

She started to gently massage Wendy's clit perfectly aware of the effect it had on the girl. The small body in her arms rocked gently accordingly to her ministrations in the preteen's pubic area. Wanda quickened her pace, from time to time slipping her finger down, pushing it deep between the opening hot humid lips of Wendy's cunny.

She could tell her little sister was on the edge. She pressed her clit for the last time and dashed down, deep into her slit. Once there she hooked her finger and speared it up, deep inside Wendy girl opening, quickly moving it back and forth, spearing inside this lovely pussy a couple times. The youngster kind of sobbed and collapsed in her arms, remaining like that for couple minutes, her body was limp and warm.

- What's happened to me? When I did it myself it was never as good as today...- whispered Wendy when she finally regained her self-control. She could feel Wanda's finger still deep inside her tummy. It caused some slight discomfort at first, but she got used to it now. She almost felt disappointed, when her sister removed it.

- I guess I took your girlhood - Wanda stated, showing her trace of redness on her finger. It was little Wendy's blood from the apparently broken hymen.
- Oh. I... I guess it's even better. I'll have nothing to worry when a man takes me for the first time.
- Isn't it too early for you to worry? Where can you get a man at your age?
- I can seduce Tom - suddenly Wendy was very self-confident. She grabbed the wine and sipped some.
- Quit kidding. How could you possibly do it? - Wanda was laughing. Her tits wiggled on her chest.
- You think I'm too young, huh?
- Sure. But OK, if you want. I dare you to seduce my boyfriend. How bout it, little lady?
- All right. But if I fulfil the dare, you'll do anything for me, how 'bout it?
- Whatever you want. And you couldn't possibly win anyway.
- We'll see. Give me some time, let's till we come back home from The Lake District, OK?
- Whatever... - Wanda was still laughing - And I think it's time for you to pay me back for my service. I need some nice climax as well... - but that Wendy needn't to be told twice and she eagerly took on the task of satisfying her elder sister.

That was about ten days ago. And now little Wendy was lying in the dark cabin, all alone. She was closer to her goal that she ever expected to reach. Wanda shouldn't have dared her, she thought. Or maybe it was the best thing that happened to her. She reached down to her crotch and located her clit. She started to caress it, in her mind reliving the previous evening and the stunning feeling of Tom's mouth on her cunny. It wasn't before a satisfying climax that she finally fell asleep.

- Hey there, little lady! - was the first thing she heard in the morning. It took her several moments to make it back to reality from her dreams. Her mind was still blurred.
- Get up, Wendy. It's high time for us to grab something to eat - Wanda was sitting in the doorway, looking down at her sister. The youngster finally managed to clear her thoughts.
- You did it! - she guessed. Her big sister wouldn't invade her at sunrise just to bubble about food - You let him, you know, from behind?
- Sure I did.
- And?
- And what?
- Oh, goddamn! What was it like? C'mon, tell me more! - Wendy demanded - I told you all about what I did.
- Well, if you say so. To begin with... - Wanda started to relate he whole previous evening, telling the story of her virgin anal sex. Her little sister could hardly sit still, listening to all the hot stuff.

Before they were finished, Tom managed to make a fire and cook some coffee. He also warmed some canned stuff, their usual menu.

- Hey there, on the boat - he shouted out loud. The girls surely did take their time, he thought. They had much talk recently. At first he was a bit afraid Wendy would tell on him, but after all it was her who started the whole situation.

The girls emerged, already wearing their bikinis. It wouldn't be as surprising if not for the fact they were both topless, just like they did when sunbathing.

- My, my! - he exclaimed, his thought rushing around the subject of concealing his hard-on. He didn't have one yet but that was just a matter of minutes. He could freely stare, well, almost freely, at two beautiful sets of tits. Given the fact he that remembered other times he could see these, well, nobody could fight it.

- What's up, sweetheart? - Wanda asked, looking at him - Could it be that you're ashamed to have these two lovely ladies strip for you? Or did you lost your liking in girls recently? - she teased.
- I was just surprised - he replied - I really like it. Really! Both of you!
- You'd better! - Wendy remarked - You should teat me like a lady as well. I'm not a little girl anymore - she pouted her lips, pulling a face.
- How could I miss that obvious fact - he said, handing both of them food cans and forks.
- Help yourselves, noble ladies. I need to... see a man about the dog. You know what I mean - he turned around and disappeared into the forest, rushing through the bushes.

- Did he go to take a leak? - Wanda suggested.
- I'd rather say he went to play with himself - Wendy offered the more realistic version. The pressure was rising.
- Are you going to do it finally - Wanda asked. Wendy nodded her head.
- Definitely. That's why I'd like you to disappear today or find some other way to leave us alone for a bit.
- All right, sissy...

They set off soon, slowly cruising along the shore of the lake. It was already time for them to have their first longer stop, as they reached the first destination. They intended to find a nice camping place and hang around for three or four days.

Their adventures in the Lake District were just only beginning.



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