The Litle Cabin Part 5

Note : This story is completely fictional!

Natalie continued to tighten her clench grinding his erect penis against her vaginal mound. Aggressively her tongue assaulted his. Pulling him in tighter crushed his hands against her nipples. After a few minutes she squirmed causing his penis to slide against her pubic hair.

After a few more minutes she released her tight hug and probbed a hand towards her daughter, though continuing to hold Mark. As her hand pushed against her hip she slid it upward touching the side of a small breast. Cupping a hand over it, and massaging it, she could feel her nipple poking upward to meet her hand. Slowly she slid it downward towards her stomach. Just for fun she poked a finger into Kim's belly button causing her to write slightly. Her movement 
caused her mother's hand to slip another few inches allowing her to finger fuzzy fringes.

Continuing to grind herself against Mark, letting him savor his enjoyment, she slid her hand lower. Palming against her daughter's mound she was surprized at how soft her pubic hair was. Slowly she traced a finger against her slit and probbed it lower, rimming it against vaginal lips. Carefully, hoping she wouldn't object, she
slipped a finger in.

Kim squirmed, slightly downward, causing it to drive deeper into
her pussy. Tightening up her vaginal muscles against it she sighed as her mother pumped slowly. Probbing a hand towards her mother she began massaging the side of her breast. She was glad when Mark moved a little and she was able to feel the hard nipple. Smiling at her mother as she kneaded the breast and hard nipple she couldn't help but comment, "Gee, mom, you really are sexy."

Natalie giggled at her comment as she felt wetness on her bush.
Realizing it was his precum she squirmed letting it drip onto her
entire blond forest. She was surprized when some of his precum, dripping from his dick, moistened her clit. Knowing he was about to
ejaculate she begain to pump her daughter more vigorously. She hoped she could get them both to erupt at the same time. For a more pleasuring view she kicked off the blanket thus allowing Kim to see her brother and him her.

Grinding her mound tighter against his hard shaft she felt him erupt onto her pubic hair and shoved her mound against his tightening balls. Cautiously she moved allowing some of it to squirt upward reaching the bottom of her breasts. When his ejaculation subsided she slid him around her body spreading it about her pussy and chest as well has his. "Geez, Mark," she rebuked, "why'd you go and do that anyway?"

Meanwhile she could feel her daughter's lubricating moisture and knew it might just be possible. Pumping faster she felt vaginal muscles tighten against her finger as Kim sprewed her own ejaculate over her mother's hand. Though only a small amount some of it dripped onto the bed.

As they both came at the same time, or nearly so, she felt herself tingling. She was surprized when she, herself, splattered Mark and
the bed with her own liquidy ejaculate. She was surprized that what she had been doing could make her come.

Natalie shoved Mark off and got up. Looking at them and the bed she mentioned, "Well, that sure messed things up. Now I've got to change the stupid sheet."
Kim smiled up at her mother. "Don't worry about it, mom. I'll change it." Feeling his hands rubbing her body she blurted out, 
"What the hell you doing?"

"Feeling you up, sis," he smiled as his hands fondled against her breasts and vaginal mound. 
"Oh, okay," she giggled and got up letting him palm against her
breasts. Looking at her mother covered in white spunk she just smiled. "Geez."
"What?" Natalie glared at her. Wiping her hand on the stuff she
reached toward ehr daughter. "Here, honey, have some." 
Before Kim could react her mother had smeared it on her tits and
pussy. "Shit, mom, why'd you do that?"

"Oh, I don't know, honey," she laughed. Winking at Mark, she 
added, "Oh, just for the hell of it."
"And how, pray tell," Kim questioned, "are we supposed to get it
off? Huh?"
"Well," Natalie countered, "we could just wash it off or."
Natalie didn't finish her statement which caused Kim to wonder.

"Or what, mom?" She saw her mother giggle and knew what she was thinking. "No way, mom."

Stepping closer she fondled her daughter's breast and shoved a hand against her vaginal mound. "What's the matter, honey? Don't care for a little tongue on your titties and pussy?" Just for the hell of it she licked her tongue against her daughter's nipple sucking on it. "Feels good, huh?" Thinking a minute she looked at both of them. "Now the only question is who will do it?"

"I know, I know," Mark chimed in, waving his hand.
"Shut up, Mark," Natalie commanded, "while I decide." Sitting down at the table she thought out loud, "Let's see now. Oh fuck, I can't think straight." Getting up she went to the icebox and withdrew a beer. Guzzling a bit of it she continued, "We'll let
Mark lick it off."

"Oh, mom," Kim shot back, "I could never allow that."
"Shit, honey, why not? You'd get to feel his tongue on your cute little titties and, oh my, when it touches your hot little pussy.
Well, you'd see what I mean."
"If you think it's so great then you do it first, mom."
"Oh, are we being nice?"
"Yeah maybe. But mostly I want to see how you like it."
"Ooo-oo-ooh," Natalie cooed, "super." Turning to Mark she said, "Meet you over there." Getting up she laid down on the bed
and allowed him to lick his spunk off her breasts.

Kim watched intently as his tongue glided over them and could see her mother's enjoyment. As his tongue licked against her stomach she heard her mother sigh as it glided against her full blond bush. "Oh, wow, I never thought it'd be that fun to watch."
"See how fun," Natalie cut herself off to sigh deeply as his tongue touched her exposed clitoris. "Oh, god, sweetie," she cried out, "lick it, suck on mommy's clit!"
Mark savored his enjoyment. After carefully cleaning her off,
probbing his tongue against her sexuality, he turned to his sister.
"Your turn, sis."

"Oh," she stammered, "I don't know. I mean it seems kind of icky."
"Don't worry, Kimberly," he admonished, "I'll be gentle." Reaching out for her hand he said, "Come on now, sis. Don't be a
fraidy cat." He grabbed her hand and spun her onto the bed.

As his tongue touched her breast, slinking against a nipple, she
squirmed. Her sudden movement caused him to swallow it, and as he sucked on it, brought the pouty nipple to full erect hardness. Not wanting to play favorites he did the same with her other breast. He couldn't believe it when he heard her sigh ecstatically. Seeing she
was enjoying it he continued to lick her breasts and nipples. He couldn't help but notice, coupled with her small breasts, how her
nipples stood out.

He wondered, considering how his tongue had excited her titties,
how she'd react when it went lower, probbing itself against her
cute little, fuzzy-haired, pussy. He had seen how she reacted when
his hand had caressed it. Surely his tongue could excite her even more. He could feel her shiver as he glided it downward. 
As it touched her slit, she cried out, "Oh god, mom." 

As he licked her slit he heard her sigh heavily and decided he'd
try something else as well. Opening his mouth he drove his lips 
against it and was surprized that his mouth covered practically her
entire mound.

Natalie cautioned a giggle, "Be careful, honey. Afterall you don't
want to swallow your sister's pussy."
"Very funny, mom," Kim laughed. "Oooh!" she panted, and panted,
trying to contain her emotions. She couldn't help it, she didn't mean to, but with his tongue licking her pussy, his lips rubbing against her pubic fuzz, she screamed, "Oh god, oh god, mom, I'm coming."

Natalie was intriqued by the possiblity and patted her daughter's shoulder. "Go ahead, sweetie, don't hold back."
Suddenly she let her brother taste her vaginal cum as she filled
his mouth with her juices. As he got up she apologized, "I'm sorry, Mark, but I couldn't help it."
Wiping the dripping liquid from his mouth, he smiled at her. 

"Geez, Kim, I never thought that'd happen." He swallowed what remained in his mouth, adding, "That was great!"
Since he had started cleaning up his mother and sister forty-five
minutes had passed. Natalie took a sip of her beer, which she left
on the table, and turned to him. "Now, hey, guess what, honey." She couldn't help but notice his questioning stare as she continued, "Now
it's your turn. We get to clean you up."

"Mom, you mean?"
"Yup, Kim, we do." She advanced herself towards him. "Let me go first, honey, I'll get him nice just for you."
"You mean nice and hard?"

"Oh yeah," Natalie smiled at her, "absolutely." She turned to Mark,
and beckoning him over, she snickered, "It's showtime, sweetie."
She squattted right in front of him and glanced over towards Kim.

"Oh honey, be a dear and play with this thingy." She jiggled a hand into his balls. "Come on now, Kimberly," she ordered in jest, "play the fucking game." She watched as Kim sqauted beside him. "You know, Mark, if you want to you could, well, you know."
Mark grinned at his mother. He knew perfectly well what she was
hinting at. Deciding to take a peek he glanced downward. He could hardly believe what he saw. Both of them were equally exposed, vaginal lips spread wide, and both of their clits were still exposed.

As she began to lick his flaccid penis, and his sister gently fondled his hanging balls, he reached down and, with his open hands, probbed against their exposed areas.

He couldn't believe how nice it felt. As his mother licked and sucked on his flaccid penis it slowly began to stiffen. And he couldn't believe when Kim, on a lark, licked his balls. "Oh geez, this is fun."
When Natalie deemed that his penis was good and hard, she simply said, "Let's switch now, Kim." Before relinquishing it to her daughter, she swallowed it a few times, closing her mouth tightly on
it, and licking its head a few times. She could feel precum in her
mouth. Licking it off the tip of his penis, without Kim's knowledge,
she stroked her mouth one last time on it and let it plop out. "Your turn, honey." Suddenly she blurted out, "Mark, will you let go of our pussies."
"Sorry, mom."

"I know, Mark, it's hard but we're just changing positions."
As they switched places he swiped a damp hand against their breasts. As Kim began licking his penis and his mother fondled his
balls, which were getting to tense up, he groped his hands once again
into their vaginal mounds. 

He could feel that, given her shallow dips, his sister either couldn't swallow his full erection or didn't care to. He didn't care
because he was enjoying her tongue and lips on just two inches. "Oh
yeah, sis, suck it," he couldn't help but blurt out.
Natalie interjected her thoughts as she glanced at what Kim was doing, "Yeah, Kimberly, give your brother a blowjob he'll never forget."
After only a few seconds she could feel her tongue being moistened
by his percum. She released his penis, momentarily, to comment.

"Oh is Markie gonna come?" Giggling, she grinned up at him and swallowed two inches of it again. Hoping to give him one heck of, what did her mother say it was, a blowjob she clenched her hand on his shaft and licked, and sucked, feverously. Just to try it, to gauge his reaction and find out for her own curiosity, she swallowed
his hard erection down almost to the hilt.

Natalie knew it wouldn't be much longer since she felt his balls
begin to tighten up, ready to squeeze his warm cum out. "Oh, sweetie, check this out." Releasing her fondling hand she reached for Kim's and fondled her hand against them. She felt it only proper
that she should feel how they tightened up.

As his hands continued to rub against their pubic hair, probbing
gropingly with his fingers deep into them, he felt moisture on them.
He couldn't believe what he was feeling. Was it possible that he'd
get to experience their arousal and, possibly, get to savor them
coming, too? To say he'd be surprized would be an understatement.
Though he remembered that his mother had only let him see her come
once he had seen his sister come twice. To have her come three times
would be too much to ask. Afterall, how many times could they possibly come? Surely not three times in just a few hours.
Tensing up he let Kim feel his warm white liquid in her mouth. 

As he streamed it deep into her throat he felt excessive moisture engulf
his hands and heard both of them sigh breathing heavily. He couldn't believe what he was experiencing. He had made his mother come without even trying and was truly amazed that he could make his sister come a third time.

Natalie stood up, walked over to the table, grabbed her beer and
finished it. "You know, we could be up all night doing this."
Glancing at the clock she had put on the sink counter, she reprimanded, "Do you realize it's almost three in the morning. I don't know about you guys, but I gotta get some sleep."

"Mom," Kim mentioned as she saw her mother plop down on the bed,
"what about the sheet? Not to mention you."
"Oh, screw the sheets. I'm too tired." Patting the bed, she
said, "Come on, you two, time for beddybye." Grabbing the blanket she covered herself with it just as they climbed into bed. "Now, no hanky panky just sleep."
Natalie didn't recall how long she slept. But when she went to prepare breakfast, and happened to glance at the clock, it was close to ten. "Hey, you two, it's almost ten."

Kim got up first. "Crap, is it that late?" Seeing her mother nod, she added, "Damn, almost half the day is shot already."
Getting up, Mark rubbed his eyes. "Hey, why the commotion?"

"Get up, you lazy bum," Natalie chided, "it's after ten. Now sit down and have some breakfast, both of you."
They sat down and she served them bacon and eggs with extra toast.

Natalie loved toast and wanted to make sure, hopefully with half a
loaf browned, she had enough of the crunchy buttered toast. Seeming to inhale it, she simply said, as they stared at her, "What? Can I help it if I love this stuff?"
"Mom, did I say anything?" Kim asked. "Hey, if you want to wolf
down like a carnivore who am I to question your eating habits?" 

Hearing a tap on the door Natalie quickened, "Hey eat up. There's
someone outside." Covering her tracks she called out, "Just a minute." Turning to them, she tried to liven them up. "Come on 
eat fast and then get under the covers."
"Why, mom," Mark couldn't help but ask, "who cares?"

"I do," Natalie answered with a sneer, "afterall it could be the
game warden." Scooting them off the chairs she said, "Now get under those covers and be nice." They did as they were told as Natalie covered herself with the bath towel. Going to the door she didn't dare open it and talked through it. "Who is it?"
"Just a neighbor," returned a female voice. "Mind if I come in and visit?"

"No," Natalie replied opening the door, "come on in." Introuducing herself she held out a hand, "Hi, I'm Natalie Evans and you are?"
There was only one problem though. As Natalie held out her hand, her
right hand, the same hand holding the towel, the towel fell to the 
floor.

The neighbor was taken aback by the sudden exposure and stood there
dumbfounded. "I, ah," she studdered, "didn't mean to catch you, well,
undressed." Picking up the towel she handed it back, "You might want this."
Natalie grabbed it and tossed it to a chair. "Screw that. Who
are you?"

"Like I said I'm your neighbor. I live on the hill yonder. Name's
Joyce, Joyce Tucker," the fifty year old woman replied. "Really glad to see you." She couldn't help but laugh, adding, "And I mean that,
literally."
"I'm sorry about that," Natalie apologized. "Does it bother you?"
"No, not really."

"Mark, Kim," Natalie beckoned, "come over and meet Mrs. Tucker."
As they got out of the bed Joyce was shocked. "Oh my," she blushed. Shaking their hands she said, "Glad to meet you."
"Does this bother you at all?" Mark asked, checking her out.
"I mean our being dressed like this?"

Sitting down at the table, sipping the cup of coffee that Natalie
had set down for her, Joyce replied, "Oh gosh sakes, no. When I
saw you guys last night, you know, skinnydipping, I thought to myself what a lively bunch you were."
"Then our being naked doesn't bother you?"
"For heaven's sake no, Natalie. I thought you were nudists."
Kim couldn't help but in. "Nudists?"

"Yes, sweetie, nudists. Don't see that up here anymore."
"Hey, just what are you implying?" Natalie asked as she poured herself a cup.
"Nothing, dearie. Used to be this place was flocked with nudists
forty some years ago." Sipping her coffee, she said, "Hey, this
coffee is pretty good." Seeing Natalie smile she smiled back and
toasted the cup, adding, "Very good." Finishing it, she continued her previous train of thought, "Now, let's see, they abandoned this here place," she paused to collect her thoughts, "got to be close to twenty-five years now."
"I do really hate to be nosy," Natalie pondered out loud as she
poured some more coffee, "but were you ever, you know, a nudist?"

"Oh, for heaven's sake, Natalie," she couldn't help but blush, "I
was, back a lot of years though, dearie." Sipping her coffee, she
added deliberately, "My husband was, too, way back then. Had to be,
you see, cause we owned a nudist camp in this very place." Looking about the cabin, she remarked, "I'll tell you one thing, Natalie, this
old place sure has seen better days."
"What do you mean?" Kim had to know.

"This place is the only one left of about a hundred cabins."
Thinking a minute, even wiping a tear from her eye, Joyce Tucker
couldn't help but add, "Sure would be nice to bring the old times
back again."

"Mrs. Tucker," Mark interrupted, "I hate to but in. I mean it's really none of my business, but is your husband still alive?"
"Yes, he's still alive." Thinking about it she couldn't help but
laugh heartily. "Though sometimes, Mark, I wonder if is dead. Doesn't move much anymore." Taking a pause to drink some coffee, she
continued, "I guess, you might say, he maybe, sometimes, wished for
the old days, too." Looking at Natalie, with a wide smile, "He was quite lively back then. Not anymore though." Thinking a minute, she
said, "Hey, why don't I call him?"

Sure, go ahead," Natalie nodded. "Only problem is we ain't got a
phone in here."

"Hell, I knew that, dearie," she joshed, "unless, ofcourse, someone
hooked one up themselves." Pulling a cellphone from her apron pocket,
she said, "I'll use mine." Punching in the number she waited impatiently for it to be picked up on the other end. "Sometimes I
wonder about Charlie, sure do. Oh, hi, Charlie. No, it's not the
young chick from town. Oh, for heaven's sake, Charlie, it's me.

Yeah, you know, Joyce." Covering the phone she remarked to Natalie,
"He's just an old codger. Always flirting." Returning to her conversation, she said, "Hey, Charlie, you'll never guess who I'm with. No, dear, it ain't the sheriff. I'm down in the cabin. What do you mean why? Shit, Charlie, it's our cabin ain't it? Yeah, I 
know. Why don't you just mosey down here and see. Yeah, I love you
too, Charlie. See you in a bit." Hanging up her phone she couldn't help but comment, "Oh that man. Sometimes I'd like to make him walk
that rickety old pier down there, with a mill stone for a collar."

"Now you don't really mean that, Joyce," Natalie rebuked.
Joyce laughed. "Land sakes alive, Natalie, perish the thought."
Picking up her cup she asked, "Mind if I have another while I wait
for Charlie for shuffle his way down?"

Natalie poured another for her new friend and herself. It really wasn't that long a walk from the hilltop but it seemed like hours which gave them a chance to get aquainted. "So, what was the name?"
"Bare Acres," Joyce answered, "and, I might add, a pretty lively place."
"What do you mean, Joyce?"
"Oh my, Natalie," she giggled, "not that kind of place. I mean
that we had a lot of folks visit."

"Any kids?" Mark couldn't help but ask.
"Maybe a few. This was a family place."
"Can I ask why you closed it?" Kim asked as she took a soda from
the icebox giving one to her brother.

"It's a long story, Kim. But, to put it simply, it cost too much
to keep it up. When the people petered out, just couldn't afford the
upkeep."

"What happen to all the other cabins?" Natalie asked.
"Used them for firewood. We saved this one in the hope of, maybe."
Charlie didn't bother to knock, afterall it was still techically
his property, and walked in. "Hi, Charlie Tucker here." Seeing their
state of undress, he barrel laughed, "Land sakes, ya'all, bringing
the old place back are we?"