The Little Cabin Part 2

Note : This story is completely fictional!

"Hey, come on, sis," he blurted out, quite surprized by her comment, "I wasn't even thinking about that."
"Yeah, well, maybe not," she smiled at him, "but I just thought I'd clear that up before you started."

As he squirted some of the liquid goo on her back he massaged it into her shoulders. "Hey, Kim," he said as his hands neared the bra straps, "how about if I untie these? It'll make it a lot easier."
"I don't think so," she emphatically replied. "Just do the best you can."
"Suit yourself," he smiled and massaged the lotion into her back.

He was deft, and somewhat clever, as his fingers slithered slowly towards her sides. Suddenly he was touching the sides of her breasts
and was amazed at how soft they were. Not to arouse her suspicions he quickly finished her back and moved to her legs. "Time to turn 
over now, sis."

"Can you, ah, go a bit deeper?" She wondered continuing, "I, ah,
wouldn't want a line if you know what I mean."

"Sure, okay," Mark answered and grinned. Squirting some of the suntan lotion near the pit of her back he massaged it just past where the bikini entered and got a chance to massage his fingers against the top of her little bubble butt. Egging him on with "don't
forget the legs", he got a chance to feel her rounded bottom. "Okay,
now turn over."

As she turned over her hand glanced against his wet suit. Saying nothing she rested her head in her arms. As she did so her breasts
became more pronounced, seemingly trying to break out of their 
restrictive confines. "Don't forget my tummy, huh."

As Mark changed positions, hoping for a better view beneath that
bra, he began massageing the lotion into her shoulders and chest, just above her small cleavage however.
She looked up at him. His crotch was just above her eyes and she
got a good look. However, she complained, "Hey, you're dripping all
over me!"

"Sorry," he apologized and got up. However, his hands slipped on the sand and he fell against her.

Kim struggled to help him as he was smothering her. His crotch was jammed against her face with his head resting on her bikini
bottom directly above her mound. She managed to get him off. He finally finished lotioning her and stood up. "Hey, you little weasel," she rebuked, "you missed a few spots."

"I did not," he answered looking down at her. As he looked at her
he could see her pouty nipples pushing against the cotton fabric and
the roundness of her mound.
"Yeah, don't give me that," she glared at him, "what did I say 
about bikini lines?" She umpthed at him, "So, do it right, huh."

Lathering up his hands with the lotion he began to massage closer
to her bra to which she insisted he go a bit underneath of it. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He knew full well that she knew that if he went any deeper than just the hems he'd actually be touching her breasts. Well she insisted so he figured 'what the hell' and went for it. As his fingers slipped beneath the hems he
could feel her pouty nipples and felt them hardening. He spread the lotion sufficiently and removed his hands.

What she said next really surprized him. He couldn't believe that she'd actually insist that he go beneath the top and sides of her bikini bottom. Geez, he thought, for someone who had told him not to think about it, it seemed like she was inviting his touch. He thought the better and questioned her about it.
"Oh, come on, Mark," she grinned, "I sure as hell don't want to burn."

Nimbly his fingers penetrated the top barrier. Since her bikini was quite low he encountered a slight fuzz just below the hem. So, they did have some hair there. He longed to find out how much she had there but didn't want to press his luck. He did her legs next and she accomodated him easier access by spreading her legs. He couldn't understand why she was being so submissive. It was like she was inviting him to touch her mound. As his fingers slipped beneath the thin hem he encounted more of the thin fuzz. As his fingers gently massaged the lotion into the sides of her mound he took a bit of liberty and slipped an errant fingers further inward.
He was surprized when it slid against a soft fuzzy-haired slit.

Natalie stepped out into the light of the afternoon. As she approached them Mark was already standing up. "Well, I hope you got
all of her, Mark. You know how she burns."

"Well, most of her anyway, mom," he smiled. Mark was near the water's edge and had turned to answer her. He was flabbergasted at her outfit. For someone who wouldn't change in the same room with him she sure was daring. He had wondered if girls had any hair between their legs and sure knew his mother did. The thin strip bikini was flanked by a lot of very light blond pubic hair. And, as he looked up, he was stunned by how nicely shaped her breasts were.

The small patches, three inch circles of white cotton held together with thin string, left little to the imagination. 
"Well, what do you think of my suit?"
"nice mom," Mark grinned eyeing every inch of her sexy body. He couldn't help but stare. Then he changed his glance toward his sister who was still lying on the towel.
As Kim got up she not only afforded him a view beneath her bra but
a fleeting glimpse beneath the bottom as well. Turning toward her mother she couldn't help but stare at the really skimpy white cotton
suit. "Goddamn, mom," she blurted out, "you might as well be nude!"

Natalie laughed, affording both the benefit of her bouncing breats, and simply replied, "I had thought about it. But then I decided that it just wouldn't be right." Giggling he added after 
some deliberate thought, "Afterall, children shouldn't see their
parents naked." Running toward the water she stopped at the edge
and turned her head towards her daughter. "Come on, sweety, the water's great," she said as she toed the surface.
Kim knew that her white cotton bikini, unlined as it was, would afford a fairly unrestricted view of her attributes. She knew that getting her suit wet whould allow Mark to see practically all of her, including her sexuality. She knew that being wet she'd be almost fully exposed to his eyes. Bounding towards the water she splashed her legs against it and finally dove beneath the surface. Coming back up she turned toward the beach. "Well, come on."

Mark looked at her suit, dripping with water, and as clingy as it was had no trouble seeing her attributes. Thought he had touched her breasts he had no idea that, though small, they were so nicely formed. Glancing downward, as the water slapped against her thighs, he easily saw the roundness of her vaginal mound. He noticed, too, that it had shifted a little and she had pubic hair showing. It was plainly visible since it was a bit darker than he would have thought her being a light-haired blond. 

Splashing into the water, hand-in-hand with his mother, he accidentally, coupled with his mother's clasp, knocked his sister into the water. Quickly unclapsing hands he reached out to retrieve her. As his hand reached towards her she moved a bit and it wasn't her hand that he grabbed. "Sorry, sis," he quickly apologized as his hand grabbed and released her breast.

Natalie couldn't help but laugh at his befuddled blunder and slapped him on the back. "You fox," she laughed.
Her slapping on the back, well thought out, caused Mark to fall into his sister. Her breats crushed against his chest as his genitals ground against hers. He took the chance and kissed her on the lips. He was surprized when she returned the kiss, more passionately than his.

As she lay in the water, him still on top of her, which she seemed to enjoy, she whispered, "Hey, let's get mom." Regaining her
stance in the water she winked at him, and then looked at her mother.

"Oh, mom," she teased, as they splashed water toward her, "why not come in. The water's fine."
Natalie only smiled. "No, you two have some fun. I really shouldn't get this thing wet."

Mark looked at his sister and then smiled at his mother. "What's the matter, mommy," he asked, "afraid of a little water?" Both he and his sister tucked their hands underneath their arms and, waving their elbows, clucked like chickens. Natalie was amused at their little comedy act. Regaining serious composure he simply commented to his sister, "Let's get her."

They splashed their way through the water and grabbed their mother's hands and dragged her into the water. Kim whispered to Mark, "Let's do it."
Natalie had no idea what they were whispering about but was soon to find out. When they got her into sufficiently deep water they yanked her arms outward causing her to fall into the water. As she hit the water their hands palmed against her nipples glancing off the sides of her breats. "Oooh," she giggled as she got up, "that wasn't nice."

"Oh no," Kim remarked as her hand grabbed against the freshly wet
crotch. "Then what about this?" Kim grinned at her brother prodding him.
"Yeah, mom," he chimed in as his hand probbed against her mound,
"what about it?"

"Oh, I don't know," Natalie couldn't help but laugh, "how about this?" Her hands shot out quickly, faster than they could react,
grabbing against their suits. Knowing their suits were heavy with water she'd be able to do it with no problems. The water was close to their chests and she reached down and grabbed their suits, and with a cheshire grin, she added, "Or how about this?" She yanked the material and quickly swam away. "Hey, you two," she waved their suits in the air, "want 'em back?"

Seeing her suit fluttering in the air Kim was beginning to blush. "Mom!" She cried out knowing her brother could easily see her genitals in the crystal clear water.
"Oh, Kimmy expose her pussy," Natalie beamed with a giggle and added, "Markie show his dickie. Oooh, shame, shame."
"Mom," Kim flustered, "you're in for it now." 

As she made her way quickly toward her mother Natalie stepped into shallower water and grabbed at the string holding her daughter's bra on. With a tug she pulled it backwards easily tearing the strings from the hem and threw it backwards over her head as she retreated to the safety of deeper water. Before Kim could react she blurted out, "Hey, Mark, your sister's little titties are showing!"

Mark looked at his sister and just smiled. He had longed to see her naked and now he was seeing her sexy body, all of it. Joining her side he knew she was staring at his crotch. He smiled at her, commenting, "Gee, sis, you're cute."

Kim smiled at him, and with a grin remarked loudly, "Let's get mom!"