Incest/Taboo I'll Show You Mine If...

To be perfectly honest, I'd been dreading the trip up to the lake in the beginning. But after the little episode in the kitchen, and then later on over the phone, I began thinking that it might not be quite so bad after all.

It was a four hour drive up to the lake. In the past while growing up as kids, we'd taken the drive in an old station wagon, not something I particularly enjoyed. Now however, dad had done well enough in his business to purchase a fairly nice motor home which we very often traveled in during much longer trips. Mom sat up front with dad of course, leaving Kris and I access to everything else. And though mom could very easily come back into the main area where we were, she never did, simply calling back to us to bring her up whatever it was she might want or need. It was because of that fact perhaps, that the element of danger added a bit of excitement to the mood we were both feeling on the drive up.

I had curled up on the seat at the small dining table and begun reading a book, Kris sitting across from me with her back facing the forward area where mom and dad were.

"What are you reading?" I heard her ask me after a few minutes. I glanced up towards her about to answer when I realized she had lifted the front of the tee shirt she was wearing up and over her boobs. She had purposely not worn a bra for the drive up. I took a sudden quick glance forward towards our parents, but mom as usual was nodding off in her seat as dad drove.

"What are you doing?" I answered instead, though lowering my voice to nearly a whisper as I spoke.

"What do you think I'm doing?" She grinned. "I'm trying to get a rise out of you!"

"Keep sitting there like that, and you will," I smiled back somewhat nervously, though I again checked to see that mom was still half asleep. "Oops, too late...I am!" I chuckled back at Kris, actually feeling my prick beginning to stiffen.

"Let's see!" she shot back at me.

"Yeah right," I retorted, and then watched as Kris started fingering her nipples as she sat there. She didn't worry about looking back, she knew I was keeping an eye on things, so enjoyed sitting there teasing herself as I watched her along with glancing up towards mom. After a moment or two more of this, she reached up pulling her tee shirt back down, recovering her breasts. I was actually disappointed that she had until she stood up, suddenly coming around to sit beside me rather than across from me. My eyes asked the question as she did that just before sitting down.

"Just keep an eye on mom," she whispered. In the next instant, I felt Kris fumbling with the zipper on my shorts, finally reaching in and drawing out my rapidly stiffening member. The moment I felt the slightly cooler air bathing my prick, it stiffened to a rock hard status that would have been next to impossible to get back inside my shorts again the way we were sitting. And though this too added to my nervousness, it escalated my excitement even more as she sat there fondling my dick, playing with it. I soon started leaking like a sieve, the slipperiness of my juice, which Kris now used to further stimulate me with had me bouncing in my seat. It was damn hard trying to concentrate on much of anything as I sat there holding my book open, still pretending I was reading as Kris glanced down at the table where she'd spread open the morning paper, her hand pleasurably working my cock up and down.

The sound of mom's voice as she spoke to dad had the two of us looking forward simultaneously in a moment of panic, though mom made no movement to unbuckle her seat belt and come back to where we were. Kris continued slow-stroking my cock too, hardly even missing a beat as we sat there, though our attention was now clearly focused up front. To my surprise, mom being awake once again intensified the pleasure and the excitement, causing even more pre-cum juice to bubble out of the head of my dick. Kris now stroked me in quick little squeezing, tantalizing pumps of my prick, the sounds of my squishy naughty juices easily heard by us, though I knew they couldn't be easily heard forward as even as mom spoke it was hard to tell what she was saying to dad over the roll and hum of the motor home as we drove. Still, Kris seemed to be purposely trying to make it even louder with each passing moment.

"Easy, easy!" I worriedly whispered. Kris had been stroking me for less than five full minutes and I was already starting to feel the telltale warnings of orgasm beginning to tingle deep within my balls.

She just looked at me smiling. "Tell me just before you do," she said matter of factly, uncaring that mom could at any moment, reach over, undo her belt and come back into the kitchen area where we were.

"You're not serious!" I said almost a little too loudly, causing mom to look back over her shoulder towards us, smiling as she did, and then speaking.

"What?" she asked looking back.

"Oh nothing, we're just talking about some friends we know," Kris responded smiling back, though her hand continued to manipulate my rock hard swollen cock thankfully hidden from view behind the bench seat. Mom shifted, scaring me momentarily into thinking she might actually get up and come join us, but she just nodded her head and then turned back to sit looking out the window.

And though mom had given us both a bit of a scare, it hadn't diminished one iota the sensation of my prick wanting, needing to squirt here momentarily as Kris continued to tease the tip of it now with her fingers, smearing even more of that delicious feeling fuck juice around and about the head of it.

"Say when," she again reminded me. I think I looked at her cross eyed, I was already sensing the first tingling spurt of ecstasy now seizing my balls, making them tighten.

"When!" I once again nearly blurted out too loudly, just catching myself looking at her as Kris suddenly ducked her head down beneath the table!

When her mouth actually surrounded my prick, it acted like the fuse on my cannon, causing it to fire. I felt the immediate rush of cum suddenly escape from my cock, filling Kris's mouth in a series of very intense throbbing spurts that she actually had a great deal of difficulty in trying to contain. My eyes meanwhile were locked on the back of mom's head, Kris's mouth still sucking my dick, milking it dry when I watched mom turn her head once again looking back in our direction.

"If you can't reach it, let me try!" I said loudly seeing mom's now curious look in our direction.

"Well if you'd move your damn foot!" Kris shouted back irritatedly, "I could!"

Satisfied we were just arguing, being our natural selves, mom turned once again facing forward. Kris reappeared seconds later, grinning as she looked at me, opening her mouth, showing me she still had a few traces of my recently spent cream inside her mouth before swallowing the rest of it. I shook my head, finally reaching down and stuffing my now rather deflated prick back inside my shorts, zipping up.

"That was too damn close," I whispered at her, hearing her naughty laugh in return.

"Yeah, but it was fucking exciting too, admit it!" she whispered back at me, and I did nod my head in agreement with her, it had been.

Kris now stood up from the table and walked over to the small refrigerator. As she opened it she called up front towards our parents. "You guys want or need anything?" she asked.

Mom spoke briefly at dad, and then turned in her seat. "Yeah honey, bring us up something to drink," she responded. Kris quickly grabbed a couple of cokes and took them up, then returned and took out one of the summer sausages we'd brought along to munch on. She grabbed a knife and the small cutting board, and then returned back to the table with it. I thought for sure she really was going to cut us up a few slices to snack on. I sat waiting, watching as she cut away the plastic wrapper and then pulled it out of the packaging. She laid it down on the cutting board. But then she did something that totally freaked me out. I sat and now watched as she pulled off her sweat shorts which she'd been wearing. She had absolutely nothing on underneath them, scooting them well off down around her knees!

"Kris!" I admonished her in wild-eyed surprise, still trying to keep my concern in a whisper, but all she did was smile wickedly looking back at me, and then picked up the summer sausage, slipping it beneath the table, and then down between her legs. Mesmerized, scared shitless, I watched as she pressed one end of it against herself, teasing her lips as they wrapped around one end of it. I could clearly see the hard nubbin of her clit as she rolled the end of it up and down her very juicy looking split, teasing herself pleasurably, erotically, though I was once again extremely nervous by her actions.

Kris continued to semi-fuck herself with the sausage, as I sat watching her, looking up, and then looking down again.

"Want some?" she asked wickedly, and once again a little too loudly causing mom to look back in our direction.

"What have you got?" she asked. Luckily, the back seat still hid most of our movements and everything else. Kris hurriedly held up the sausage showing it to her. "Just some spicy summer sausage," Kris responded grinning a bit too broadly for my comfort.

"Oh? I didn't think I got any of the spicy sausage," mom responded back. She didn't much care for sausage, though dad certainly did, and he immediately let Kris know to cut him off a piece. I sat in disbelief as she only then placed it on the board, her sweat pants still down around her knees as she sliced off one end, only then tearing away the outer covering from around it. As mom looked forward again briefly, Kris used that moment to slip her sweat pants back up her legs. I breathed a momentary sigh of relief as she did, but then panic once again set in as she had purposely sliced off the end she'd been using on herself and then stood, taking up a good sized couple of slices up front to dad handing those to him. She returned, an even more devilish look on her face as she took her seat, now sitting across from me where all this had started in the first place.

"I can't believe you just did that," I more mouthed to her than actually speaking it. I knew the sausage had still been wrapped as Kris had used it to masturbate with, but the fact she'd still cut off that particular end of it instead of the other was evilly decadent. All she did however was again smile, and again lift her tee shirt up and over her breasts, once more playing with, and teasing me as she fondled her breasts and nipples.

I was forced to endure the next twenty minutes of watching her do this when we finally reached the turn off towards the lake.

"Another twenty minutes and we should be there!" Mom called back unnecessarily, adding. "It's still pretty cool up at the lake yet, maybe you should consider putting on something a bit warmer until later on this afternoon."

The motor home had two bedrooms. One of course was the master bedroom that could be made into a much larger bedroom, though since we'd be staying in the cabin, we wouldn't need to do that. Our room was much smaller, though still roomy enough for two single twin beds. A simple pull curtain divider could be used separating each, giving us some measure of privacy when needed.

"Good idea mom!" Kris called back at her, and then slid out of her seat motioning to me to follow her back. "Come on Rob," she told me. "Let's get changed, dad's going to want and need our help hauling stuff in when we get there," she spoke loudly enough for mom to have overheard her. She smiled upon hearing that, glad to see her children were willing to help unpack, and settle in after our arrival before simply running off down to the lake the moment we got there.

I knew however that Kris had ulterior motives as we both slid out of our seats heading back down the hallway towards the two bedrooms. We soon entered ours stepping in, Kris immediately latching the door, securing it. It wasn't at all out of character for us to do that, changing simultaneously, especially as we had, and had used the privacy curtain in doing so before, which Kris now pulled on, dividing the two rooms.

"Just in case," she spoke looking at me with a smile on her face. I stood as she quickly and easily slipped out of the little she was wearing so that she now stood in front of me entirely naked.

"Finger me off," she half begged. "Before we get there." Kris had leaned against the door, half listening, though we were both reasonably sure mom wouldn't get up and out of her seat now since we were nearly there. But we couldn't stay there for very long without getting redressed either and reappearing. "Hurry!" she implored me, once again fondling those soft full breasts of hers, working her nipples with a half-glazed look in her eyes. I walked over, standing directly in front of her now, reaching down. My finger slipped easily into the juicy wet folds of her pussy, caressing her succulent wet slit, slipping in and out of her with extreme ease as she moaned around the quick playful impalement. "Put in another!" she now urged..."And fuck me! Hurry up...make me cum!"

I leaned over taking one of Kris's nipples between my lips, sucking it, simultaneously adding a second finger to her wet juicy fuck hole, now fingering her firmly, wildly as she tossed her arms around my neck, holding on to me now as I did so.

The one thing I had learned about Kris, hearing me talking dirty to her, increased not only her pleasure, but seemingly helped to hurry it along too. And at the moment, that seemed to be a pretty good idea at the time.

"You like it when I finger-fuck you don't you sis?" I asked.

We both knew we weren't, and never really had considered ourselves as true brother and sister, but saying it at times, for whatever reason, seemed to add that additional spice of naughtiness to whatever we were doing.

"Oh fuck yes!" she moaned pleasurably, wantonly. "I love it when you play with my cunt!" she now tossed out, once again using a word that she rarely ever did, preferring the word pussy more often than not, rarely saying the "C" word as she called it unless she was extremely horny. Obviously...she was. "Fuck my hot naughty cunt!" she half hissed now, grinding herself against me as I continued thrusting my fingers in and out of her, my lips half chewing on the hard gum-dropped sized nipple I still held inside my mouth.

"You going to cum all over my fingers?" I mouthed around her tit, still sucking it. "You going to make them all sticky wet with your female cum juice?" I pressed hearing her begin to pant, knowing as she did so she was drawing ever closer to actual release.

"Yes!" She moaned audibly, simply, though I knew even that couldn't be heard through the closed door and that far forward into the cabin. Had mom gotten up however and entered the sitting area, she might have. And the thought of that worried me a little, yet simultaneously adding even more to the excitement and danger of what we were doing. "Fuck my cunt," she said again, and then surprised me to some degree, "OH God Robbie, I wish I had your cock inside me!" she cried out, and then came.

After we finally arrived, it took us the better part of an hour to haul everything inside and put it away. Unlike the motor home, the cabin had two separate, though still small bedrooms downstairs, mom and dad of course having the much larger, very spacious bedroom upstairs. After we had put everything away, dad wanted to take the small boat out onto the lake and get some fishing in. Mom's number one desire was to sit on one of the deck chairs out on the upper deck outside their room, catch some sun, read a book and no doubt end up falling asleep for a while.

As we'd often done in the past, Kris and I threw a few things together to snack on, and then tossed in a small blanket to sit on and have our picnic once we'd reached the top of Crystal Peak which was about a half mile's hike around the other side of the lake, which was what the Lake was named for. It was a rather large hill that could be climbed fairly easily, offering a breathtaking view of the entire lake below. After immediately setting out for it, and once safely out of sight of the cabin, Kris once again removed her tee shirt, now hiking with her bare breasts fully exposed. I knew she was doing that to further tease me, but I enjoyed the sight of her hiking like that, watching her breasts jiggle and bounce every step of the way, especially when we began climbing. At times, you had to grab handholds as well as foot holds as you made your way up the hill. Just steep enough that it was a bit of an arduous climb. But seeing Kris's boobs occasionally swing out, or just dangling the way they were, soon had the addition of me having an erection, making it an even more awkward, and more difficult climb than it should have been.

Nearing the top, Kris sprinted ahead of me, climbing like a monkey the rest of the way. By the time I had reached the top a few minutes later, she had already spread out the blanket, now sitting there atop of it looking out over the lake admiring the view. Which I stood doing myself after I crested the top, but it wasn't the lake I was looking at, but her entirely nude body as she sat there. She reminded me of a violin weirdly enough, looking at her from the backside. Her curvy ass, the well rounded hips jutting out on either side tapering up her back towards her neck as she sat there. For another split second, I saw my cock strumming her like the bow that would, grinning as I unzipped myself, removing my cock so that it now pointed towards her stiff and hard as I approached. Kris turned looking back towards me, seeing what I had done and laughed.

"Thought hiking up here like this might make you horny," she grinned provocatively, and then lay back on to the blanket, spreading herself even more revealingly as she did so. "Hungry yet?" she now asked. I knew as she said that, bending her legs at the knee, spreading herself rather obscenely that she wasn't talking about the sandwiches we'd brought with us either.

We had of course made this hike several times in the past, but never before had we sat here like this, me now like Kris entirely naked as I joined her there on the blanket. Far below us, nearer the shore on the other side, we could just make out the small boat dad was using to fish from. Even with binoculars had he taken any, he'd be hard pressed to see us at the angle we were at, so sitting there on the top of the hill entirely nude gave neither one of us any concerns. Only a handful of times had we heard and then seen anyone else there. There was a small KOA campsite on the other side of the lake, which some few campers made the hike up the hill we were on. But anyone approaching could be easily heard if they did. At the moment, there wasn't a single sound to be heard except for Kris's somewhat excited breathing as she reached down between her legs, and once again began teasing me further by playing with herself.

"Well?" she asked looking at me.

She didn't need to ask me twice. I immediately crawled over joining her there on the blanket, the sun shining down on us directly from above. It felt nice and warm, the cool morning air now heated as I slipped between Kris's legs, my hands automatically drawn up towards her breasts like magnets. Even as I began playing with those, the wonderfully erotic feel of her twin nipples rolling around between my fingers, my tongue snaked out, spearing her lightly at the same time. She shivered as though cold, which I knew she wasn't, seeing an immediate eruption of several goose bumps covering her legs and arms as she reached down further spreading herself, exposing her clit even more to me than it already was.

I took it, kissing it, and then gently began sucking it, which I had now learned, she loved whenever I did, perhaps more than anything else. Kris moaned wildly, deeply as I tongued her cunt, the freedom of being able to do so laying on top of the hill the way we were, my head buried between her legs, tickling and flicking her clit, playing with her breasts, soon had her striving towards orgasm.

I have to admit however, I was still somewhat nervous when she finally came. I know how sound can travel across the water, even though we were on top of the hill, I still wondered if anyone might actually hear her as she came, screaming out her pleasure more loudly than she had ever done before in the past.

"Cum on me," she soon after asked. "I want to watch you, standing over me, jerking yourself off, and cumming all over me...please?" she half begged me.

I had actually been looking forward to a bit more than that, another nice slow blowjob perhaps, or even more...especially here on top of the hill which I'd had in the back of my mind all the way up here. Obviously by Kris's request, she hadn't, so I figured that perhaps now wasn't the time to bring the subject up again. Though I had every intention of doing so, especially after what she'd said back in the motor home.

Obviously rock hard and horny as hell, I now stood, still standing between her outstretched legs looking down at her as she lay there looking up towards me. Even with her sunglasses on, she still partially shielded her eyes from the glare of the sun with her hand, though the other was once again busy between her legs as she lay there fingering herself, now watching me as I stood over her stroking my dick.

"Try and squirt it all over me, from head to foot if you can," she asked. "I want to watch and feel you bathe me in all your hot creamy juice!" She lustfully told me.

I stood over her, though looking back over my shoulder across the lake. I could barely make out dad's boat, though wondering as I did if he should look up over to where we were, if he could make out the fact I was butt naked standing there. With the distance, and glare of the sun in his eyes should he look, I still doubted it. But again, being naked, outdoors, fisting myself, about to spurt all over his daughter, the sensation of doing so rapidly brought me to the edge.

"Oh yeah...yeah!" I announced joyously, and then watched as the first massive spurt of my cock shot from the end of it, hitting her shoulder along with the side of Kris's face. Even as the second streamer of spunk flew from the tip, I was already aiming it at her breasts, hitting the left one almost squarely. I then aimed at her naval, but missed, though leaving a nice line of white cream across her abdomen, near the top of her mound, redirecting the next, which still felt as powerful and intense as the first, splashing against her wide spread pussy, eliciting a burst of excited pleasured laughter from her as I did.

"Yes! Yes! Squirt Robbie, squirt! Cover me in all your hot delicious spunk!" she cried out.

Though my ejaculations were now beginning to finally diminish, I still milked out two more fairly decent squirts, one hitting her knee and calf, the last covering the space between her big toe, making me laugh as it reminded me of the days when we used to use Elmer's Glue on one another, gluing our toes together as kids just for the fun of it. When I did that, Kris laughed too, though I hadn't said anything, screaming out..."More glue! More Glue!"

Once I had thoroughly and completely emptied my balls all over her, I dropped down beside her there on the blanket. For long moments, we just lay there together, the hot sun baking my cream into her skin until she began to sparkle and glisten just like Crystal Peak seemed to do when looking at it from a distance.

"Kris," I finally said in low tones, gathering her attention, though I could see by the expression in her face, she already knew where this was now headed. "Back in the motor home..."

"I know what I said, but it was in the heat of the moment," she explained. "Bad enough we're doing what we're doing now, and as much as I vowed that I couldn't, or that we wouldn't, I now accept it's too late for that, to go back. But what I can't do...or allow us to do, is go beyond that," she told me then almost apologetically. "And it's not that I don't want to Robbie, I do. I've thought about it a lot, especially lately. But the fact is...we can't. We just can't. I can't!" she finished rolling over onto her stomach. Though all that did was cause my dick to lurch with renewed interest. More than anything at that moment, I would have loved to mount Kris from behind and fuck her silly, fuck us both silly. It was at that moment she stood, changing the subject entirely. "Come on...time to jump."

There was a ledge a good fifty or so yards on the side of the hill that you could climb down to. As kids we had very often come up, stood upon it looking over the ledge down into the lake, daring one another to jump. It was still a couple of years before we actually did it, though it was certainly safe enough. Some twenty or so feet from the water, it still made us both exhilarated with the thrill of finally doing it when we did. The water was just deep enough and well away from any outlying rocks keeping it safe for those who worked up enough courage to do so. Once you had, there was then a very small, but very private strip of beach between the rocks on the hill, and a natural rock jut that ran down to the water on the other side, forming the small natural cove in between. Silently I soon followed Kris as she made her way down to the ledge, me following behind her, both still naked save for the hiking boots we wore, and would jump with so as to have something to wear for the climb back up the hill. Once again Kris scooted slightly further ahead reaching the ledge just before I did, only curiously, suddenly kneeling down on her haunches looking back towards me and putting her finger against her lips, cautioning me to be quiet as she now waved me towards her.

Curious, I climbed down reaching her as quietly as possible.

"Look over the ledge towards the beach," she told me with a giggle and a smile. "We have company!"

Sure enough, some twenty feet or so below us, and then another twenty or thirty yards away from there, we saw another young couple near the edge of the lapping water. They were likewise naked, she sitting in his lap facing towards him as they both sat. It was evident as to what they were doing as they rocked together on the edge of the water, fucking. Seeing them fuck once again reminding me of what I'd like to be doing to...and with Kris. Maybe it was doing the same thing to her too, as she suddenly stood revealing herself fully.

"What the fuck are you..." I watched her suddenly leap off the ledge into the water, "...doing," I only then finished. The sound of her splash into the water seconds later alerted the two of them to our presence, looking up at where Kris had just jumped from, I then stood, preparing to jump myself as the couple below actually waved. I waved back, and then jumped, seeing Kris treading water below me, waiting for me.

I emerged, and then swam beside her the short distance towards the shore. By then, the couple who'd been obviously sitting there fucking had now parted, sitting beside one another now instead. As we approached, somewhat sheepishly, though I think of the four of us, I was the only one blushing, Kris smiled finally standing up out of the water. "Beautiful day isn't it?" she asked as I caught up joining her. "Didn't mean to disturb you," she then added. "But I didn't want you to think we were just sitting up there spying on you either," she announced, though that's exactly what it was we had been doing just before she jumped.

The blonde who was sitting there laughed at that. "That's ok...we just came from there ourselves about an hour ago," she grinned, the emphasis on the word came clearly evident. "Beautiful up there too," she continued smiling. "First time either one of us has been here before though," she further explained. "We're on our honey moon, so hope you don't mind what we were doing too terribly much," she finished. I noticed as we stood there speaking to them that the woman's husband had tried hiding his still obvious arousal, he'd bent one leg at the knee folding it over against himself, his hand down in his lap as well. He looked about as embarrassed as I did as the girls stood talking and laughing together. "You here on yours as well?" she asked looking at Kris, obviously as young as we were, it was either that, or we were here on some sort of a fairly serious romantic date.

"Ah, no...we're not married. This is actually my brother," Kris announced, seeing the eyebrows on the two of them suddenly rise up in what at first looked to be a state of shock.

"Well, that's certainly interesting," the blonde recovered saying, though she once again smiled as she said it.

"So obviously you weren't ah..."

"Fucking on the top? No...Robbie was just eating me is all," she then informed them, once again seeing their shocked bemused expressions crossing their faces. "But...we really should leave the two of you alone to enjoy your honeymoon some more," Kris now stated, and then reached over grabbing my flaccid penis, tugging it as she did. "Come on Robbie, let's give these two some privacy so they can go back to what they were doing before we so rudely interrupted them!"

We waved good-bye, though Kris continued to hold onto my dick, leading me back towards the trail that would weave itself back and forth up the hill towards the summit. They had waved back, moments later hearing their laughter as we finally stepped out of sight.

"You had fun shocking them didn't you?" I told her. "Why'd you tell them that anyway?" I then asked.

"Oh come on Robbie," she shot back finally releasing my prick. "It will give them something to remember, something to laugh about, and tell their friends about later after they return home again. The brother and sister that interrupted them while they were fucking, and who had been fooling around on the hill just above them doing pretty much the same thing just after they had."

"Except we weren't...didn't, fuck," I told her stopping to look at her. "Though I wish we had been," I then added.

Kris stopped now looking back at me, about to speak, though she held her thoughts. "Come on, we've got just time enough to finish our lunch before we need to head back," she informed me, and then turned and continued on back up the hill as I stood there watching her.

It took the while to reach the summit again, Kris had already unpacked the few snacks we'd brought along for us when I arrived. "Hungry?" she asked.

"No...not really," I told her. I was in fact somewhat irritated with her. Not so much over what she'd said and done, but what we hadn't. Once again Kris had set boundaries, somewhat liberal ones this time perhaps, but nevertheless she had without taking into account my feelings with regards to them. Doing what we had, which obviously now she was more than ok with, just irritated me all the more.

"Why not?" she pressed taking a bite of her sandwich after putting mine away again. "Didn't you have fun...earlier?" she asked, knowing full well why I wasn't in the mood to be eating anything.

"Yes...I did, very much. But you know that Kris, and you also know that I want to do more than that with you too," I freely admitted. "What I don't understand, is why you don't, or won't."

"You KNOW why I won't, but it doesn't mean I don't want to, or don't think about it," she told me. "But Robbie, there's just no way that we can...or ever will. And you need to accept that."

"Ok, I will..." I responded back at her. "I'll accept that's how you feel, and how it needs to be for you, but in the same fashion, you then need to accept that I can't keep doing what we already have, without having the other two. So if I can't have that...if I can't make love to you, then I can't continue doing what we have been either. It's just too hard on me to not want to, and not want to try to every chance that I get."

We sat looking at one another for long moments. "Ok, if that's really the way you feel," she said looking at me, no longer hungry herself now. "Then that's the way it will have to be."

"Yeah, guess it is," I responded back watching as Kris nodded her head, then stood and began dressing for the hike back to the cabin. This time, she put all of her clothes back on as though to emphasize her determination, just as I then did.

We walked back in silence. Neither one of us saying a further word to one another as we made our way back.

After we got back, I immediately went into my room and stayed there. Around dinner time, mom came looking for me however, knocked and then let herself into my room. Unfortunately, there weren't any locks on the bedroom doors, not even the working fully plumbed bathroom door had a lock either.

"Dinners ready!" Mom announced. I feigned sleep, only then rolling over.

"Not hungry," I informed her. "Too much sun today," I think. Worriedly she came over to check on me, ensuring herself I hadn't suffered any real sun stroke.

"No, nothing like that mom," I said giving her relief. "Just tired, worn out is all, I'll fix something to eat a bit later after it's really cooled down quite a bit."

Still not too terribly pleased I wouldn't be joining them for dinner, she left. I lay there thinking about everything we had done lately, growing more and more irritated from it by the minute, and irritated with myself too because of it. Mainly because, it had also aroused me while thinking about it. Even though I tried willing my cock to go down, it didn't. I was soon laying there in my room with a hard cock that wouldn't go away. Which was when I decided to take matters into my own hands to see if I couldn't at least toss one off, and at the very least get rid of the nagging reminder I now had. I'd been laying there flogging away at myself beneath the sheets when another knock came at my door. I quit pumping my prick, now irritated at having been disturbed and only seconds away from climaxing when Kris stepped into my room.

"What?" I asked half barking at her.

She frowned standing there staring at me. To make things worse, she was now wearing one of her skimpiest bikini's, her boobs all but falling out of the front of the top, the briefest of triangles between her legs barely covering that portion of her.

"Mom sent me to check on you," she explained. "Wanted to know if you were hungry enough to get up yet. Which you'd better do soon, or she'll be in here herself, thinking that maybe you really did get a sunstroke or something," Kris told me. "So...if you want to sit in here the rest of the evening and sulk, that's up to you. But you'd better come up with a better reason for sulking, or mom really will start to get worried about you."

"I'm not sulking," I spat at her.

"Oh yes you are," Kris said glancing back over her shoulder, and then back towards me, suddenly pulling her bikini top up and over her breasts, exposing herself. "Just because you're not content with just playing with these, and a bit more," she said once again checking over her shoulder to make sure no one came up from behind her. I took that opportunity to lower my sheet, exposing my still very hard stiff cock as she turned back around.

"Yeah, well you won't be touching or doing anything more with this either," I said waggling it at her as she turned. "So you just keep that in mind too," I shot back.

"Oh I see how this is going to go now," Kris said looking at my stiff cock. "Well...two can play at that game you know," she said as she stood there fondling her own breasts. "We'll see who between the two of us lasts the longer without giving in then won't we?" she said. Kris covered herself, and then closed the door. I had picked up my pillow, throwing it, but it was already too late. She had once again gotten in the last word before I had.

"Yeah, two can play at that game," I said to myself. And rather than wasting a perfectly good wad, I decided to save it...for later.​