Capítulo 1079: @-2
After watching a movie together in the living room, Eric declared that he was pretty tired and planned to turn in early. He said goodnight and went up to his room, but rather than go right to sleep, he was barely behind his locked door for a minute before he was jerking off thinking about Ellie in her underwear and the chance to see her again the following day in her swimsuit. Even though he had just jacked off in the shower before dinner, he had been feeling bothered all through the movie watching his sisters curled up on the couch in their pajamas. As he came, he couldn't help think of Cassie joining them in the oasis, all of them wrestling around in the shallow lagoon, playfully sliding around wet and nearly naked.
Eric let Cassie know that he had to run a quick 'errand' after breakfast and would need to use the family SUV for a little while. Once he was out on the road, he drove extra carefully to maintain traction on the icy roads, as even in four wheel drive cars were constantly sliding off the road and getting stuck out here in the country during winter.
His errand was actually to meet his friend Chris, who'd grown up just a few miles away on his parents farm, and had always been the best source of 'chronic' in the county. Chris had every intention of one day managing their family farm and had opted to skip college to work on the farm with his father, even as his other siblings couldn't wait to get away from farm life and move to the city after college.
Chris had been growing and selling pot all through high school and while Eric hadn't been one of his regular customers over the years, Chris really only dealt with people he'd known his whole life and had been glad to hear from Eric when he'd asked if he could stop by the night before. Like everyone who worked on a farm, Chris was always up early and met Eric halfway up the private road that led to his house as planned.It cost Eric his budget dividend from eating Thanksgiving leftovers, but seeing Ellie's request for weed on her list had gotten him thinking that it might end up being kind of fun to have a supply on hand as they spent the holidays in isolation. Driving back home, he couldn't help feeling excited about the additional surprise that it would be for Ellie when he told her. He admitted to himself that he was a little surprised at the fact that he was getting pleasure out of doing something to make her happy. Their relationship being what it was over the years, he was much more accustomed to contemplating ways to get even for something mean or selfish that she'd done to him.
Eric got another surprise as he came in the house to find Ellie dressed and eating breakfast at the kitchen table. It wasn't even 10 AM and she was at least a couple hours ahead of schedule. She asked if he was ready to "get to work" and whether he could help carry some items that she'd gathered to take with them. He asked her for five minutes as he went upstairs to retrieve a small pipe he had hidden in his room and load it with some of his recent purchase. He wasn't sure if Ellie had been serious about getting in the water, but he changed out his underwear for swim trunks just in case she had really meant it. He tried to tell himself he was just looking forward to escaping from the cold, dreary weather for a few hours but his cock was already semi hard as he stepped out of his underwear and deep down he knew it was more than that.
The "items" Ellie had assembled ended up being a couple of storage bins filled with stuff that she'd set off to one side of the garage and she asked him to carry them while she grabbed some beach chairs and an umbrella from the other corner of the garage. They slipped out the side door and used the cover of the garage and some trees to avoid being seen from the kitchen windows as they got their supplies away from the house.
After dropping Ellie's bins on 'the beach' for her, Eric went out to fire up the generator and switch on the pump and the lights. By the time he'd gotten back inside, he could already notice the difference in the temperature from the lights. Even more than that, their warm amber light changed the whole feel of the space and marked a huge contrast from the flat grey sky outside.
They got to work setting up the chairs and umbrella in the sand area and Ellie needed Eric's help punching a hole through the plastic pond liner under the sand to get the umbrella far enough down into the hard ground underneath to the point where it would stand up on its own. After just a few minutes, both were peeling off their coats as the temperature rose. In her bins, Ellie had brought beach towels, some beach mats that they always took to the lake, a picnic set that featured a basket that doubled as a small table and drink holder. She also had a candle that smelled like coconut and other tropical scents. It reminded Eric of suntan lotion when he smelled it.
By that point, they had both peeled off their sweaters and Ellie asked if he would help paint on some last few details around the 'jungle' as she called it. She showed him how to form some small pink, blue and yellow flowers that she wanted mixed through the green background while she went to work making the space she'd left behind the 'lagoon' look like it led far out to sea past a few palm trees. Using the ladder, she then added a few more palm trees around the walls where she felt it still looked bare. When Eric took a break from painting flowers to peel off his shirt, he looked over to find that at some point, she had already peeled down to a bright red bikini while she had been working.
Smiling to himself, Eric folded his shirt and also took off his boots and jeans to stack them neatly beside the now empty bins where he'd set down his coat and sweater earlier. Walking back to his cups of paint, Ellie looked over her shoulder to see him in his swimsuit and flashed him a beaming smile.
"Looks good," Eric said, hoping she wouldn't think he'd been looking at her body when she'd looked his way. She responded by wiggling her butt in a playful way as she continued painting the trunk of a palm tree.
After adding as many flowers as he thought looked good to the last wall of jungle, he turned around to ask Ellie's opinion and found her standing not far behind him staring in his direction. Her hands were on her hips where the high cut of her bikini bottoms narrowed to a thin strip of fabric, with her hips shifted to one side. As she noticed him turn around, her weight shifted and her arms crossed to her chest as she nodded appreciatively at his work.
"So what do you think?" he asked, still holding the brush and a cup of paint.
"I think it looks hot in here," she made a theatrical gesture of fanning herself. "Almost as hot as it feels right now," she smiled. "Let's clean up and then I think we've earned a break."
Eric helped her dump the water they'd used to clean their brushes outside the flap and couldn't believe how icy the air felt for the few seconds that he poked his head outside to do so. They packed up the rest of the painting supplies in one bin and nested it in the other before putting on a lid. Ellie wiped some perspiration from her forehead and plopped into one of the beach chairs as soon as the lid was on. Eric did the same, extending his long legs out into the sand and taking a moment to admire the smooth skin of Ellie's shapely thighs and the cute little shapes that her feet made in contrast to how much larger his own were.
Ellie reached into the picnic basket and pulled out a couple of water bottles, handing one to Eric. They had stayed cold in the basket under the umbrella even as it gotten very hot and steamy in the time that they'd been working together. Eric thanked her and said it was a nice surprise.
"Just wish we had something more fun to drink," Ellie said, her head tilted back in the beach chair and her eyes closed in an expression of relaxed comfort. "If you haven't noticed I've been trying to get better at sharing and haven't even cheated once on the cognac rationing." She couldn't help the mischievous smile that was tugging at the corners of her mouth.
"Actually I had noticed the effort you're making," Eric used the pretext of conversation while her eyes were closed to look over Ellie's flat stomach and the impressive swell of her boobs, pushing up and out from her skimpy bikini top. "I actually got you a surprise of my own. I'm afraid I can't do anything about our alcohol supplies, but I did manage to get you something else you might like."
"You got me a surprise," Ellie sat up and looked Eric up and down as if it might pop out from anywhere on his person. "What is it?"
Eric smiled and got up to walk over to his pants, folded up where they'd stacked their clothes beside the bin. He then reached into his coat and pulled out the small pipe and a lighter. Turning around, he held both up to show Ellie what he had as he walked back to the chairs and she responded by exclaiming, "No way!" as she jumped up and ran over to wrap Eric in a big hug. Still standing close, she bounced up and down like a small child right in front of him, her hands still resting on his hips. Eric couldn't help but smile down at her enthusiasm and he wondered if she had any idea how much her boobs were bouncing just a few inches away from his stomach.
They walked back over to the chairs and Eric handed the pipe to Ellie so that she could get it started. After getting it lit and taking a drag, she quickly passed it to Eric, squinting and wrinkling her nose as the smoke trailed off from the end of the pipe. She took in some additional air and then held her breath like a little kid for a good ten seconds while Eric took a hit of his own. He couldn't help imagine Ellie puffing out her cheeks she held her breath. He held the smoke in his lungs for a few seconds before exhaling with a small cough.
"Man, that's good weed," Ellie savored the taste and smell of the smoke as she sat back in her chair. "Maybe one more hit," she instantly popped back up to take the pipe from Eric. She took another good drag from the pipe and Eric couldn't help stare at how her tits were thrust out even further while she held the smoke in her lungs.
"It's been a while for me," Eric waved off the offered pipe and Ellie set it down with the lighter on their makeshift picnic table between their water bottles. They both settled back into their chairs as they basked in the warm light and heat while the effect of the weed crept over them.
After a few minutes, Eric was in a state of blissful detachment and total relaxation. It was easy to imagine they really were on a beach somewhere, the tropical colors and the light sand all around them making the simple backdrop and fake plants believable in an impressionistic way, particularly as the full effect of the weed hit him. He looked over to see Ellie sprawled on the beach chair beside him, a light film of perspiration covering the juicy contours of her body. Her eyes were closed in a blissful trance and Eric couldn't help himself from staring at her, almost naked, her body on full display beside him.
When Ellie, rolled her head over toward him and squinted at him, he didn't even make an effort to pretend to look away as a sluggish contentment had dulled his reflexes.
"Do you think the water's nice enough to go in?" She asked dreamily.
"Only one way to find out," Eric grunted as he lifted himself out of his chair to walk the few feet to the 'lagoon'. Dipping his foot in, he found it was only a few degrees cooler than the air and walked all the way in until the water was just over his knees at the deepest part. "Feels good," he said looking back at her. He found her peering dreamily out at him with her hand shading her eyes.
Rising up from her chair, she made her way into the 'lagoon', being careful not to slip on the plastic lining once she had cleared the sand along the edge. Almost immediately she squatted down and flung herself into the water, rolling onto her side as her body slid in. Eric looked down at her writhing around in the shallow water, her pale skin and bright red swimsuit contrasting with the blue liner underneath her. It was as if one of his fantasies had actually come to life. Ellie continued to splash and writhe around for a minute and Eric was too entranced to do anything but watch her glistening body as the water flowed hypnotically over and around it.
"You need to try this!" Ellie looked up at him.
Eric lowered himself into the water and felt a wave of delight as the effect was almost magical in his stoned state. There wasn't enough room to actually swim around and it really wasn't deep enough, but there was more than enough room for two or three people to move around as they wished. It was like a backyard kiddie pool for adults, but several times larger.
After slithering around for a bit, Eric slid over to the sloped side nearest their chairs and laid back, his face and chest the only parts of him not submerged. He closed his eyes as the pulsing warmth of the lamps above him seemed to be soaking into his body in waves even as the water around him kept him cool and comfortable.
Eric was feeling like he could just drift off to sleep when he heard Ellie say something beside him. In a fog, he finally deciphered it as it echoed in his mind.
"Purple nurple," Ellie laughed as she reached out and twisted his exposed nipple between her fingers. "Titty twister!"
Eric burst up to a sitting position as much from surprise as the discomfort of someone twisting his nipple unexpectedly. Ellie slid away laughing to the other side of the 'lagoon' as he grabbed his chest and stared open mouth in surprise, and mild anger, at her betrayal of the trust they'd built up over the last few days.
"You're gonna get it this time!" He leapt across the short distance like a spring being released and even though Ellie tried to dodge to one side, the proximity to the wall of the enclosure on the 'ocean' side of the lagoon left her few options to get away. Eric's long arm extended and one of his large hands grasped her quickly around the waist and pulled her back into the center of the pool. As much as she squirmed around in his hands, he easily picked her up and slid her onto the sloped edge where he had just been lying.
"Nobody here to save you this time," Eric straddled her, looking down with gleeful determination as Ellie laughed, eyes shut and her hands crossed tightly over her tits to protect them from retaliation. Her body was writhing and slippery in the water, but Eric's weight and size advantage quickly had her pinned against the liner, allowing her to squirm around but unable to free herself.
Eric reach down to pull one of her arms from her chest and pin it to the ground beside her, but she simply shifted her other arm over to cover both breasts as best she could. Her eyes shut tight, she rocked her head from side to side as she squirmed around underneath him and Eric couldn't help his excitement watching the swell of her luscious boobs pushing over the top of her suit and her slippery body squirming around beneath his stiffening cock.
Grabbing her other hand and pinning it on the other side of her, Ellie finally looked up in mock horror and pleaded, "No you can't, Eric!" but continued to writhe against his powerful body. "It's way more sensitive for a girl!"
Eric was in a frenzy at that point, both in desire for revenge at the many times he'd been unable to return her teasing and abuse when they were little, and the unexpectedly powerful response to having an almost naked girl writhing in protest underneath him. He looked down to see both of Ellie's nipples poking up against the fabric of her suit, making them easy to locate. Releasing one of her hands, his right hand quickly shifted to grasp her left nipple through the fabric of her suit and Ellie's body froze in reaction, even as her free hand reached for his strong wrist.
"No please Eric!" She begged, her eyes wide in panic at the thought of the pain it would inflict on her tender nipple, painfully hard between her brother's fingers. "I'll do anything else you say, but please don't." Her voice grew soft and vulnerable as she finished and her eyes looked up in supplication, totally reliant on his mercy to spare her from the pain she deserved.
Eric felt his now hard cock twitch involuntarily as his fingers continued to pinch Ellie's hard nipple through her bikini top. He hesitated for a long moment as if deciding her fate, before finally releasing her tit and rolling off her.
Ellie gave a gasp of relief and reached over to place her hand over her just released nipple, even though Eric hadn't really hurt her. As the shock of her near miss subsided, she belatedly realized that her brother had been forming an erection as she remembered the growing stiffness in his crotch as her thighs rubbed back and forth across him while she was pinned beneath his body. She sat up as he had slid back into the water to calm down after their brief wrestling match and had to admit to herself that she was lucky that she didn't have a cock of her own as she was equally excited by the sensation of wrestling around. She found herself completely turned on by the sensation of having a larger stronger man take complete control of her like that, even if it was only her brother. The memory of his fingers pinching her achingly hard nipple, as his hard body held her down, and his cock responded to her struggling, sent a shudder through her. She could actually feel her pussy throbbing through the wet fabric of her suit.
Sliding through the water, she slid up onto Eric's back as he lay in the shallow water in order to conceal his hard-on. She hugged him from behind, her big, firm breasts pressed into his muscular back and one hip partially up on his firm butt. "I really am sorry, Eric." She sounded as sweet as she could. "I guess I just got carried away and thought it was funny. Like when we were kids."
"It was never funny, El," Eric growled. "Even when we were kids. It fucking hurts." He tried to sound angry, and hoped that she hadn't realized that he was more concerned with hiding the giant boner that showed no signs of subsiding, particularly with her wet tits pressed against his back like that.
"I know. It was stupid." Ellie sighed, making no move to get off him. "I just hope I haven't ruined everything. You've been so sweet these past couple of days and done so much to make this happen. I feel like I messed it all up." She sounded tender and sincere as he felt her breath on his wet skin as she spoke.
"No, I'll be okay. I just need a minute." He made no move to turn over or slide out from beneath her.
"Do you want me to kiss it to make it better?" He could hear the smile in her voice as she asked.
"No, it just needs a minute is all," he couldn't help chuckle as he spoke.
"Okay," she slid off of him and started making her way to the edge. "But I owe you one. I meant it. Whatever you want to do to me to get back at me. Just say it."
Eric looked back over at her dripping body stepping up onto the sand and walking over to their chairs. His heart was pounding in his chest and it sounded like a drum beating in his ears. He couldn't believe that he had been all over Ellie like that, had her nipple in his fingers, and got to feel her body pressed against his hard dick, and now, not only wasn't she offended and mad, she was offering to do whatever he asked of her, apologizing to him.
For her part, Ellie sat down waiting for her own heart to stop racing. She took a drink of water from her bottle and tried to calm down, wondering if the water was still concealing a huge erection on her brother as well as most of his lean, muscled body. She had been shocked at how much stronger he was than her, how easily he had physically dominated her, and if she was being honest, how much she had actually enjoyed it. She realized she had meant what she'd just promised. In that moment, high, wet and worked up in this little piece of paradise they'd created, she would have done anything her brother had asked of her...anything.
When Eric's dick had finally softened enough to finally get up and walk back to his chair, Ellie was laying back, eyes closed and re-imagining the sensation of sliding her body around under her brothers. She looked over when Eric plopped down into the chair next to hers and asked hopefully, "So are we still friends?"
"Nope, we're roommates," He took a drink from his own bottle. "Guess I'm stuck with you." He put his bottle down and rolled his eyes over to her.
"Am I the only one who totally has the munchies right now," she giggled.
"No," Eric realized. "I'm starving too. Let's go get some lunch."
They stood up and dried off with the towels but their swimsuits were still wet against their skin.
"Hey," Ellie said. "I can't put my clothes over my suit like this. I'm going to have to change."
"So am I," Eric realized.
"Well, why don't I turn around while you get dressed and then you can step out and turn everything off while I get changed?" Ellie offered.
Eric nodded and watching her back as he slid his trunks off, he dried the rest of his body before stepping into his jeans. He gave her the 'all-clear' as he put on his shirt, his boots and the rest of his clothes. He did his best to dry his hair as much as he could before pulling the hood up on his coat and stepping out into the freezing air.
As the flap on the door shut, Ellie reached up behind her and unclasped her wet bikini top, releasing her pale tits, her pink nipples rock hard despite the heat as she worked through the image of Eric stripping naked just a few feet behind her as she stood waiting, completely on her honor not to turn around and peek.As she slipped off her bottoms, Eric was circling around the back of the enclosure and couldn't resist the urge to look through the rippled texture of the painted plastic film of the walls. He could make out the shape of his sister as he watched her red bikini bottoms slide off and her pink body, rippling under the texture of the uneven plastic layers of film. He was unable to make out any details, but he could see the jiggling heft of her boobs as she stood up and dried off her body under the warm lights. He could see the shape of her hips and the swell of her ass as she bent to retrieve her clothes and step into her pants. He reached the generator just as she had lifted her shirt over her head and as she switched off the power, her form faded into the dim light of the canopy under the cold, grey sky.
Cassie watched the two figures walking across the open area behind the house from the kitchen window as she washed her hands at the sink. Walking hunched over with the hoods of their coats up, they looked like two Eskimos in the fading light of an overcast winter afternoon. Eric quickly excused himself to go shower as soon as they walked in, but Ellie lagged behind to talk to Cassie as soon as Eric was out of earshot.
"So did it work?" Ellie pulled off her coat and leaned over the kitchen island in anticipation.
"Yeah, well...wait...is your hair wet?" Cassie looked more closely at Ellie with concern.
Cassie reached up to feel that her hair was still a little damp and waved it off, "Oh yeah, long story. I'll tell you later. So how did it go?"
"I think it went fine. The first batch is done and I should be able to start the second batch tomorrow."
"So how did it taste? Is it good?" Ellie was excited.
"Like pure grain alcohol, I guess?" Cassie shrugged. "I don't know what it's supposed to taste like. I'm just working from a recipe. I diluted some down with water and it was kind of like vodka. It's too strong to drink by itself. I'm just glad nothing caught fire or blew up. Did Eric act like he could tell anything?"
"No, he's fine," Ellie waved off any concern. "He's been way too distracted to even notice that you've been working on something." She paused to bite her lower lip, thinking about their tropical paradise being shut down for the next four weeks and what she could do to keep the fun going. "Listen, if you're ready with the first batch, I think we should talk to Eric about doing our gift exchange early. The cognac is almost gone and I don't think I can wait until Christmas to show you what we've been doing."
"I know what you mean." Cassie nodded. "How do you think we should approach him?"
As they spoke, Eric was shuddering upstairs in the bathroom as wave after wave of cum shot into his hand. Sitting on the toilet as steam began to rise from the running water in the shower, he was amazed at how quickly, and forcefully, he had reached orgasm. He gave another shudder as the last dribble of cum oozed from the tip of his cock, but he still remained incredibly turned on by what he had just experienced with Ellie. Not just the fact that he had grasped her hard nipple between his finger, but the unexpected excitement of pinning her underneath him. It had triggered a level of arousal in him that he had never before experienced. Her promise to do whatever he asked of her elicited all kinds of fantasies that he couldn't have imagined before about her.
As Eric stepped into the shower on wobbly legs and rinsed the load of cum from his hand, he wondered how he could possibly convince the girls to exchange their gifts now. He just knew that he didn't want to wait until Christmas to get Ellie back into her swimsuit, high and in their tropical paradise again.
Over dinner that night it was Cassie who broached the subject, just as she and Ellie had planned. "Eric, I know we had planned to wait until Christmas to trade our wish presents, but I was wondering if you'd have a problem if we did it a little sooner?"
Eric couldn't believe that he didn't have to be the one to push the idea. "Hey, I'll do whatever you guys think is best." He looked at each one in turn. "I just want you guys to be happy and I'm kind of looking forward to seeing what you guys think about your surprises myself. As long as you won't be disappointed that we won't have something big to unveil on Christmas...?" He looked for any hesitation in either of them and both of the girls chimed in right away that they wouldn't feel cheated at all.
"How about we do one gift a day then, starting tomorrow?" Cassie suggested. "I'd like to suggest that we give Ellie her gift first, if you think it's all right?" She looked to Eric for approval. "You know how she gets waiting for anything." She laughed and Eric couldn't help join in.
"It's only funny 'cause it's true." Ellie acknowledged, laughing herself.
Eric tried not to act too disappointed that he'd have to wait another day to open the beach and quickly suggested, "Only if we can do yours next." He explained to Cassie. "I can't wait to see what you think of it!"
Cassie protested that she felt like Eric had worked so hard already on projects for them and it didn't seem fair to make him wait until last, but he insisted that it would give him more joy to see them enjoying their presents before he'd be able to fully enjoy his own. They all agreed and had a small toast of cognac to seal the deal.
They each went to bed, excited in their own way for what the next few days would bring. Cassie was beaming with anticipation for how Ellie would react to her 'ski trip' and Eric for his 'college party' where she revealed that they wouldn't be running short of alcohol over the holiday lockdown. Eric was lying awake, replaying his memories of Ellie in paradise that day and augmenting them with fantasies of Cassie joining in the fun. While Ellie was whimpering quietly in her bed, her hand in her panties, fingering her throbbing pussy as she remembered the look on Eric's face as she held her pinned in the water, his cock rubbing up against her writhing body and the moment he accepted her surrender, while his fingers were roughly pinching her nipple. She bit her full lower lip and clenched her eyes tightly shut, her whole body arching upward as the orgasm she'd reached exploded like a billion pieces of light and energy, through every cell of her body and wave after wave of pleasure swept over her.
As she drifted off to sleep, Ellie imagined that instead of getting dressed while her back was turned, Eric had instead walked over to her where she stood looking the other way, placed his strong hands on her shoulders and turned her toward him, his trunks still laying in a pile where he'd left them. In her fantasy, he watched her look down at his naked body, his hard cock pointing up at her and said, "I know how you can make it up to me."
Ellie surprised them by bouncing down the stairs at 9 am the following day, ready to see her surprise. Eric had been out after breakfast, to start up the tractor and check to make sure that everything was working smoothly, while Cassie located her and Ellie's ski gear in the garage and the guest room closet where their parents stored seasonal clothing. Eric briefly worried that the sound of starting up the cold tractor might have woken Ellie prematurely, but it became evident pretty quickly that she had just drifted off to sleep earlier than usual and woke up earlier than usual, excited to see what her surprise was.
They insisted that Ellie have a good breakfast before they would let her see her "wish". Once she'd eaten, they led her out into the yard and toward the building that concealed the rope lift. At the last minute Cassie stopped to blindfold her, while Eric went ahead to start the tractor, and then they both led her carefully to the base of the rope line where her skis and poles were leaning. Her boots and some ski socks were laid out on the tractor seat. It took Ellie a moment to process what she was seeing once the blindfold came off, but once Eric hopped on his snowboard to demonstrate, Ellie squealed with delight and had changed into her gear and put on her skis by the time he had made it back down to the bottom of the hill from his first run.
Eric followed her up the rope line and it didn't seem to have any problem taking them both at the same time. As Ellie and Eric started their shared run down the slope, they could see that Cassie had also donned her skis and was being towed uphill, even as they passed her going the opposite way. For the next few hours they made endless loops from the base of the hill, up the tow line and back down the snow covered slope. It was only when the tractor began to sputter from the fuel tank running empty that they finally shut it down. The girls headed inside to make lunch while Eric made several trips with the fuel can until he had topped off the tractor's tank again.
When he walked through the kitchen door, Ellie bounded up to engulf Eric in a huge hug, squeezing him tightly for several seconds while rocking side to side before grabbing his neck and pulling him down to plant a kiss on his cheek.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Eric!" Ellie gushed. "Cassie told me you did most of the work. I can't believe you did that for me!" She seemed to get emotional for a moment. She used her hands to fan her eyes and her voice cracked. "That's the best ski trip I've ever been on!"
Eric laughed as he took off his coat and gloves. "The best part is you can ski as much as you want every day," he smiled. "No lines at the ski lift, we're the only season pass holders and it takes about three minutes to get there instead of a three hour drive." He beamed as he took a seat at the table and dug into the sandwich they had waiting for him.
"I don't know about you guys, but my leg muscles are shot right now," Cassie admitted. "I'm pretty sure they're going to be plenty sore for the next few days. I've got some chemistry lab work to catch up on and plan on doing some stretching and relaxing in a hot bath this afternoon so I can minimize how badly my legs will feel tomorrow. You guys can ski some more this afternoon if you want, but count me out."
"You know she's probably right," Ellie admitted. "Better not to push it too much the first time out. Most of the time you feel like you have to get a full day's worth of skiing in and you end up needing a week to recover. This way we can take it easy the first few days and work up to it." She beamed. "We've got all winter to enjoy it. What's the rush?"
"Smart thinking," Eric agreed between mouthfuls of his sandwich.
"Plus, we should probably spend the afternoon finishing up Cassie's present anyway. Don't you think Eric?" Ellie flashed Eric a winning smile and he nodded enthusiastically in reply.
Ellie was bubbly and talkative as they walked toward the cluster of storage sheds after lunch. Once they were around the corner of the first building and out of view of the house, she insisted that they get high immediately instead of waiting until they got to 'Operation Paradise'. They stopped to take a couple of quick puffs from Eric's pipe before making the rest of the walk to the enclosure.
Eric had refilled the tank of the generator before he'd headed in for lunch, just after he had topped off the tractor. He quickly had the generator up and running and they were soon rewarded with the warm glow of the lights coming on through the translucent barrier of plastic. When they reached the flap, Ellie pointed out that it had frozen shut and Eric delicately pulled the duct-taped flap edge away from the frame of the enclosure so as not to damage either.
They realized that condensation must have built up on the walls during their stay yesterday and it had frozen as the temperature dropped once after they'd shut it down. Eric thought that leaving the flap open after they were done might allow the humidity to balance out as the greenhouse cooled down and allow some of the moisture to vent out. They agreed to try it when they left.
It was hard to believe how chilly it was as they waited for the lights to heat up the space once again. A thin film of ice had formed on the lagoon and it was only when the heated water from the coil had begun to circulate that it slowly melted. Before he got too relaxed, Eric pulled out a small bottle of liquid that he'd brought in his coat and poured it into the water, carefully distributing it around the pool as the water circulated on its own from the incoming hose.
"What's that for?" Ellie was taking off her coat as she stood beside him watching what he did.
"Little bit of bleach", he held up the refillable bottle he'd used. "Don't want the water getting filled with algae or anything. It's probably fine with how cold it gets at night, but not worth risking it."
"Do you think it will bleach out my suit?" Ellie seemed concerned.
"Well," Eric rubbed his chin reflectively for a moment. "Maybe we should skinny dip today, just in case," Eric did his best to reply with a deadpan expression.
"Are you serious?" Ellie was a little shocked and looked up at him, trying to gauge whether he was joking or not. She couldn't help the feeling of her body react with a flutter at the idea of getting naked in front of each other.
Eric laughed and rolled his eyes, unable to keep a straight face as the weed kicked in. "It's not enough to matter, El. It will be just like going in a pool or something." He gave her an affectionate push on the shoulder that nearly threw her completely off-balance, before he walked over to lay his coat on the sand next to one wall and then knelt down to unlace his boots.
Ellie hurried to start disrobing beside him, but couldn't help feeling a little let down after the initial shock at the idea of possibly getting naked in front of Eric subsided. She felt a warm tingling, in her stomach and pussy, as she stepped out of her pants and pulled off her shirt. She wondered for a moment just how much it would shock Eric, if she simply kept going, undoing her bikini top and even stepping out of her bottoms. She felt her heart race and her pussy throb under the thin fabric of her suit. She looked over at Eric already easing his lean, muscular frame into one of the beach chairs and walked over to join him, while also mentally kicking herself for asking Eric if he was serious about skinny dipping.
Eric had taken a drink from one of the water bottles they had brought with them and was enjoying the gradually rising heat, that seemed to be coming in waves from the lights above them, even as the effect of the weed they'd smoked was also having a more profound effect on his feeling of relaxed contentment. Ellie settled herself in and stretched for a yawn, extending her arms and pointing her toes for a moment before emitting a sharp cry of pain and bending forward to grab one of her calves.
"Ellie, what is it?" Eric was already up and out of his chair and quickly saw that the source of his sister's discomfort looked to be a muscle cramp in one calf.
"Owww, oww...cramp," was all Ellie could mutter before clenching her teeth as she sat on the sand in front of her chair, trying desperately to relax the seized muscle in her lower leg.
"Here," Eric said as he grabbed her ankle and foot on the affected leg and eased the toes back toward her knee in an effort to relieve the cramp. It seemed to help as Ellie sat up and placed her hands beside her on the sand to support herself as she watched her brother's strong hands go to work. Eric slid the hand up from the ankle and began gently kneading into the muscle fibers of Ellie's calf. Slowly he felt the tissues loosen and soften as his fingers gently worked their way through and he maintained pressure on her foot to keep her toes pointed back toward her knee.
"You should drink some water," he advised as he continued to work to get the muscle to fully relax. "Eat some of the chips we brought too if you can reach them."
Ellie was able to reach them and her water bottle, taking regular drinks from the bottle and eating the salty chips in between. From competitions she'd been in, she understood that the salt and hydration would help to keep her from cramping up again, and felt a sense of relief that Eric had the clear sense to remind her while she was so intently focused on the pain from her calf.
Feeling the muscle had almost completely relaxed, he looked up at Ellie, "Roll over on your stomach but try to keep your foot pointing back up toward your knee." As soon as she had, Eric went right back to work, kneading and rolling the muscle with his strong fingers and the heel of his palm. "Just try to relax," he advised, as he started working further up and down her leg. "How does it feel?" he asked at last.
"So much better,' Ellie sighed as she continued to eat potato chips."Guess I really overdid it today. I keep forgetting that I haven't been getting as much exercise this year and I guess I just got carried away with the fun of being able to ski again." She stopped eating to take another swallow of water. "It's a good thing we didn't end up going back out again this afternoon. I can already feel the rest of my legs and back beginning to tighten up, now that it's been a while."
"Okay, just try to lie still then. The water and salt should start helping soon." Eric changed positions and switched to her other calf. "Let me know if the other one starts tightening back up again," he advised. "And don't point your toes."
Eric worked up and down the other calf muscle for a few minutes until he was satisfied that it wasn't about to cramp and then switched back to the first to make sure it hadn't begun to tighten up again. Satisfied that it was doing okay, he worked his way up the muscle groups that he knew would also be affected in Ellie's thighs. Brushing away the sand that had clung to her skin when she'd laid on the ground, he began to work his way up her thigh, pressing in with his fingertips and thumbs to massage and loosen each muscle group in turn.
Ellie responded by sighing and allowing her body to completely relax onto the warm sand underneath her. The pain from the cramp had retreated to a mild tingling ache and the feeling of Eric's hands on her sore, tired muscles was heavenly under the gentle warmth of the lights above them. Between the weed, the fatigue and the diminishing stress she felt from the sudden onset of the painful cramp, Ellie began to feel more relaxed and content as each moment passed.
As Eric watch his sisters face relax against the sand and felt her body go limp underneath his hands, he too started to relax. The adrenaline he felt when Ellie was hurt had temporarily killed his buzz, but as he gradually started to relax again, he felt the effects of the weed returning. He started to enjoy the sensation of rubbing his sister's thighs, and the ability to look at her cute butt, as much as he liked while he worked. Looking down between her slightly parted thighs, he could see the small mound of her pussy lips just inches from where his hands were kneading the firm muscles of her toned thighs.
Placing a knee on either side of her thighs, Eric began working up through the muscle groups of her lumbar and lower back. He worked his thumbs into her muscles and felt the tissue relax a little more with each pass. Ellie let out a small moan of pleasure as he worked his way further up her back and into her shoulder blades. He tried to work around the strap of her bikini as best he could and even slid his fingers underneath the strip of fabric at one point to try and get a better angle. Ellie surprised him by reaching up to slip the clasp with a single hand and the elastic strap sprung apart. He ran his hands up and down the smooth skin of her entire back and she let out a hum so long that it felt like she was purring.
As high as he was, with Ellie lying face down with her eyes closed, Eric didn't mind that his trunks were poking straight up from the raging boner he'd had since a few minutes after he'd started massaging her thighs. There was something so erotic about his hard cock, hovering just a few inches over her bare skin, while she had no idea it was there. As he worked his way along her lateral muscles, he leaned over to look at the way her boobs were swelling out between the ground and her side, now that the straps of her top were lying on the sand beside her. He loved being able to see the soft white skin that had been hidden from his view all this time, and he fought the temptation to rub even lower, so that his hands would be able to touch the swell of her boobs for a moment, even from the side.
As his hands passed down her sides to her hips, she jerked and giggled, as he must have tickled her. He was treated to her lifting slightly off the sand and even more of her big rounded boobs were exposed when she settled back down onto the ground. For a glorious moment they had lifted up and wobbled as she laughed. If he had been beside her instead of on top of her, he might have even been able to get a quick peek at her nipple as she lifted up.
Ellie was in bliss. The pain of the muscle cramp had faded in the pulsing warmth of the lights and the feel of her brother's strong hands, kneading and rubbing, all over her body. She couldn't believe how good it felt to have someone touch her like this again, especially the sensation of having the large, strong hands that were all over her body now. She didn't care, in the least, that they were Eric's hands, and when she felt him trying to work around the strap of her top, she didn't hesitate to reach back to release it. If she hadn't been afraid that he'd get freaked out by it, she would have loved to slip off her bottoms too and allow him to apply the same kind of attention to her butt that he'd given to the rest of her back.
When he accidentally tickled her, Ellie had to resist the urge to roll over and reciprocate playfully. As much as she knew he had enjoyed wrestling around with her in the water, she didn't want to seem like she was obviously trying to arouse her brother. That just seemed way too slutty and weird, even though it was exactly what she was dying to do. If she had started out just needing some male attention, after being kept in isolation for months, she really couldn't deny any longer that there was something about the secret shame of being attracted to her brother, that made it even more intense than just the simple physical attraction she got from seeing and feeling the lean, rippling strength of his body, and the feel of his eyes and his hands on hers.
When the heels of Eric's palms moved gradually lower on her back and eventually began to press into the firm muscles of her butt, he tensed up slightly wondering if she would object or try to push his hands away. When she simply rocked a little under his hands, responding to his touch, he kept moving lower, digging in with the pads of his lower hands and rotating the angle of the pressure to get down into the larger muscles of her firm bubble-shaped butt. Eric felt his heart pounding as he had worked his way down to the base of each cheek and rotated his hands to begin applying pressure with his thumbs as he grasped the sides of her butt with the rest of his hands. He kept waiting for her to object, but if anything, her butt rose up to receive the touch of his hands as he pressed down into her wonderfully firm ass cheeks.
As Eric moved his weight back farther onto her thighs, he could feel her butt rising up just a little further to his touch and looking at the way her smooth little mound rose up a little farther each time she did, her could feel his cock pulsing and tiny drops of precum oozing out of the tip. He wondered for a brief moment if he began to pull her bottoms down, whether she'd just lift up a little further, in order to let him rub the bare skin of her behind. He began to feel self-conscious that he'd actually massaged her legs and back thoroughly, and didn't feel like he could keep touching her, without making it obvious he was just perving out over her body. Feeling like he'd gotten as much as he could out of the situation, he took one more pass rubbing from her shoulders, down her back and over her butt.
As he squeezed her firm butt and transitioned to her upper thighs, he let his thumbs drift down as deeply between her legs as he could without obviously trying to rub her pussy and felt a thrill go through him as he realized that the edges of his thumbs had lightly brushed up against her pussy lips as he did. He did his best to maintain the rhythm of that final pass and worked the rest of the way down her full, firm thighs, gave a gentle kneading to her now relaxed calves and as he rose back up on his haunches, lightly tickled the bottoms of her small feet with a small flourish of the tops of his fingers.
Eric was rewarded by an involuntary spasm of her feet and body to escape his touch, causing her legs to separate enticingly and her body to lift up on one side and allowing him a great peek at her pale underboob as she very nearly lifted up off the ground. He used the momentary distraction of her getting resettled to turn and walk down into the small pool and lay out onto his stomach to conceal his still rock hard cock making a tent under his trunk.
Ellie reached up to hold her top against her boobs and rolled over to see Eric sliding forward into the pool. Holding her top in one hand she brushed the sand from her thighs and stomach. "So that's it?" she complained jokingly.
"Hey, I've been working on you for a while!" He looked back from the pool. "I think you're probably out of the danger zone for life threatening cramps at this point." He turned back around and tried not to stare at her tits as she held one arm across them.
"But it felt soooo good," she pouted as cutely as she could. "Plus you didn't get my front which is just as sore!"
"Maybe later," Eric called back. "I've done enough to render first aid and I need a chance to relax too. It's not like you've ever given me a back rub."
"So you're just going to leave me like this? All half finished?"
"Yep." He laughed.
She got up slowly and made her way back to her chair, staring at the long muscles of his powerful back and the defined mounds of his firm butt. On a whim, she lowered her bikini top to wind it around her waist, leaving her breasts fully exposed. She closed the clasp in front of her stomach and resisted the urge to hurry. If he turned around at some point and saw her topless, she would scold him for peeking, as if it was his own fault, but as she rotated the clasp to the back and aligned the cups in the front, she found herself stalling, and just a little disappointed that he hadn't turned back around.
Ellie considered holding her top like that, until he finally did, and a pattern of goosebumps formed on her pale pink areolas, even as her nipples stiffened into achingly hard points. The fact that she was hesitating like that, with her tits openly exposed for her brother to see, just by turning to look back at her, made her tingle all over. She could feel her pussy getting wet and she ached to reach down to rub it, to satisfy how badly she wanted to be touched some more. After a few more seconds, she grudgingly pulled her top up to cover her tits and let out a huge release of breath as the tension of the moment washed over her.
"So you're just going to lay in the water like that for the rest of the day?" She called out, mildly irritated that he wasn't giving her any more attention.
He looked back and tried not to register his disappointment that she'd put her top back on, "No, just relaxing here for a bit." He turned back.
'Well at least turn around so we can talk."
"I'm good," he called out.
A devilish grin came over her face. "Why are you laying on your stomach like that?"
"No reason," he shrugged. "Just feels comfortable."
"Sure you're not trying to hide something?" she called out in a teasing voice, remembering the feel of his stiffening cock against her body the day before.
"What would I be hiding?" Eric did his best to sound nonchalant, but his heart was racing trying to control his embarrassment. As much as he had been willing his cock to soften, having his hands all over Ellie's body had him worked up to a point where he wasn't sure his dick would go down without a chance to release the huge load of cum he felt was ready to shoot out of him with just a little bit of encouragement,
"Mmmm...I dunno," Ellie got up to walk over to the water. "Maybe somebody got a little worked up rubbing his sister's butt?"
Eric gave her an irritated look. "Boy, you try to do some people a favor!" He rolled his eyes before looking away.
"So you don't have a big stiffie that you're trying to hide?" she prompted him sweetly. "Is there some reason you can't come up to the board and show the rest of the class how to solve the next problem?" She giggled like a sadistic school teacher, more sure by the moment that she had correctly guessed why he wouldn't turn over. If he was half as worked up as she was, he should be poking a hole through the pond liner right now.
"Would you cut it out?" He complained.
"Sure, just roll over and show me that I'm wrong, Eric."
"Oh my god. I can't believe you're even thinking about something like that." He tried to sound as disgusted as he could.
"So just roll over and I'll apologize that I accused you of getting a boner from touching me." She said agreeably.
"Just stop it," Eric sighed. "Seriously."
"Oh, I am serious," she giggled. "In fact, I'm willing to make a bet. If you can turn over in the next thirty seconds and prove you aren't hiding a massive erection, I will give you all my allowance until the end of the year."
"So what if I don't take the bet?" Eric made no sign of moving.
"Then I go tell Cassie the funniest story," Ellie smiled wickedly. "All about how you started rubbing out my calf cramp and ended up with a boner so big you had to try to hide it by lying on your stomach until I left you alone." Ellie smiled triumphantly. "Maybe I should just go tell her right now!" She bounced over to her clothes and started to unfold her pants.
"No...wait!" Eric blurted out in horror. He had spun around in the water, but was still lying on his stomach. "What happens...if you, like...win the bet?" His eyes dropped as he waited for the answer.
"Then you have to stand up and come give me the rest of my massage." Ellie walked slowly back toward the pool.
"And you won't say anything about it to Cassie...or anybody else?" He looked up ruefully.
"Nope, it will just be our little secret." She smiled and crossed her arms in triumph.
Eric sighed and then pushed off against the bottom with both hands to stand up. His wet suit clung to his body and perfectly outlined the massive hard on that stuck comically up from the front of his suit. He walked out of the water slowly, not able to look Ellie in the eye even as he towered over her.
Ellie was completely unprepared for the way her throat tightened to see the contours of Eric's hard cock outlined so clearly when he stood up. It had started as a way to tease him, and vent her frustration that he wasn't giving her the attention she wanted, but here instead was the evidence that she had his full and complete attention. There wasn't anything funny or comical about his sleek, muscular body rising up out of the water, or the hypnotic effect that rendered Ellie speechless as she stared at the evidence of his massive erection while he walked over to her. Part of her was dying to undo the tie at the front of his trunks and slip the waistband over and down to fully expose it. If she hadn't just shamed him for being attracted to her, she might just have acted on that impulse.
"So what do you want me to do?" Eric sounded defeated.
"Um...just, you know, what you were doing earlier." Ellie stammered. "Just on my front, you know." She sat down on the ground and laid back onto the sand. Suddenly she felt much more nervous than Eric seemed.
Eric knelt beside her and started working his way up the leg nearest to him. As he reached the muscles above her knees he felt her jump as he began to gently dig into the muscles at the base of her thigh.
"Did that hurt?" Eric paused.
"No, no, it just kind of tickled. Caught me by surprise." She assured him. "It feels good...really good." She smiled over at him nervously.
Eric nodded and kept working his way up through the large muscles of her thigh, reaching around to the sides of her leg, moving up toward her hip, and the mound of her pussy, just inches from where his strong fingers were working their way through her tired muscles. Just as he could go no further without brushing up against her pussy, he dropped back down and started working his way up her other leg, taking his time to isolate, work and relax each muscle as he went.
As embarrassed as he was to have revealed his erection to Ellie, he couldn't complain about his penalty for losing the bet. He hated that she had won, and had manipulated him yet again, but the only reason he hadn't asked her to roll over earlier was that he didn't want her to know how much touching her was turning him on. As he worked his way up the freshly-shaved skin of her calf and thigh, he was still wrestling with what it meant, that she now knew that her body excited him like that.
If it repulsed or offended her she didn't seem to show it and obviously had no problem letting him touch her again. As he worked his way up toward her pussy, outlined as a perfect little mound under the bright red fabric of her swimsuit, he wondered if she was actually enjoying the fact that she had turned him on, other than the fact that if gave her a chance to embarrass him the way she used to.
As Eric reached the top of her thigh he shifted his knees around to her side and he allowed the edge of his forefinger to graze ever so slightly over the fabric covering her pussy lips, as if any contact was just incidental. He pretended not to notice her stomach hitch slightly, as he reached over her torso and began running his hands along her lateral muscles, coming down to probe the tendons around her hip joints, where he knew she would be feeling sore, from the stress of shifting weight through the turns on her skis that morning. With his hands wrapped around the sides of her hips he used his thumbs to work through the lower abdominal muscles along the top edge of her bikini bottoms, lifting her hips slightly as he also worked the muscles above her hips in the back with his fingers. She seemed so small and pliant in his hands and it made him feel large and powerful seeing her pale skin and curvy body move around so easily under his control. Working his thumbs down along the seams between her thighs and her bikini bottoms, he cloud feel the soft pad of flesh of her pussy mound being pressed together as he worked inward from both sides. He felt Ellie's back arch up, and then her hips lift slightly, as her body strained up toward his hands. He began to think that she was turned off by it at all as he felt her body move beneath his hands.
None of which was helping his erection to diminish. Eric shifted his knees over toward Ellie's shoulder and started to run his hand behind her neck, lifting her head and gently massaging each of the small vertebrae between her shoulders and the base of her skull. He looked down at her face, eyes closed and her lips parted slightly. Her eyes squinted shut as he watched her, and her chin thrust slightly forward, as Eric worked through each knot in her neck before lowering his hands to her shoulders. He couldn't help staring down at her tits, rising, falling and occasionally hitching with her breath as he found a small knot or tight muscle.
Eric worked his way around the shoulder joints in the front and rubbed his thumbs down into the upper chest muscles where he knew she would be feeling the strain from holding and shifting her poles down the slopes. His fingers slid down her sides to work through the tissues along her rib cage, the pads of his hands at the base of his thumbs now framing her tits as they were pushed together slightly by the pressure of his hands.
Eric was staring down at the beautiful sight that his sisters full rounded tits made as the pressure from his hands pushed them together, and the pronounced bumps where her nipples were, poked up against the fabric of her bikini top.
"You don't have to be embarrassed," Ellie said softly. Eric looked down to see her eyes were open and looking up into his. "I didn't mean to...I mean...I'm sorry if I...embarrassed you..." Her eyes darted over toward his hard cock still sticking up in his damp trunks. "about that..." Eric could tell from her eyes that she wasn't taunting him. "I shouldn't have teased you about it. You don't have to be...embarrassed...or try to hide it like that. I know it just happens."
Eric sat back on his heels and looked away, his hands on his hips. "It doesn't like, creep you out, or...anything?" he looked back into her eyes defensively.
Ellie reached over and put her hand on Eric's knee reassuringly. "No, it's fine. You're just a normal healthy guy, and I shouldn't be teasing you about something...that I know you can't control."
"Really?" he kept looking for a punch line that he was sure that she would blurt out at any moment. "Because it's just been so weird these last few months." He tilted his head back and let out a deep breath of frustration. "I mean, I went from being around, like, no girls...to spending every day with you guys...it's just been so..."
"I know." Ellie smiled up at him. "I'm sorry I made it even more weird. I've really enjoyed doing all of this with you and I don't want to ruin it." Her fingers dug into his thigh slightly. "Will you forgive me?"
"Only if you swear not to tell anyone about this," He stared at her seriously before blushing slightly as his eyes rolled away. "And not get weird about it...if it happens again," Eric asked quietly.
"I promise," Ellie looked up at him sweetly until his eyes finally met hers again. "You don't ever have to hide it, or be embarrassed, around me." She smiled warmly at the relief that washed over his face. "It's our little secret, okay?"
"Deal!" Eric smiled back down at her. "I think we should probably get going, though. It's getting late." He looked at the light coming through the film.
"Do you want me to wait outside while you get changed?" Ellie offered as she stood up and they walked over to their clothes. She hadn't been in the water so she just started putting on her pants over her dry bikini.
"It's okay," Eric assured her. "Just look the other way while you're getting dressed."
He waited while she flashed him a devious smile and then finally turned away as she started pulling her shirt over her head. Eric untied his trunks and let them fall as he stepped out of them, his cock still erect, made more so by the fact that his sister was now just a few feet away and he was completely naked. He pulled on his jeans and then let Ellie know it was okay to look again, while he pulled on his shirt and then the rest of his clothes.
Walking back up between the sheds, Ellie looked over and smiled.
"What's so funny," Eric scowled.
"You totally forgot that I owed you one from yesterday," she chuckled. "You could have gotten out of it if you had been thinking clearly and just asked me to stop."
Eric rolled his eyes and let out a frustrated howl. "I can't believe I forgot that!"
"Well, you were pretty distracted," Ellie beamed.
"So how did you figure it out?" Eric looked over at her. "Like, how did you know?"
"That you had a boner?" Her eyes danced with mischievous glee. "That was easy!"
"But how?" He was getting frustrated.
"Because if I had a dick instead of a pussy, mine would have probably been even harder than yours," She laughed and blushed. Looking down at the bulge in his pants, Ellie impulsively reached over to playfully tap her finger where she could see the tip of his still hard dick was poking up at an angle in his jeans, saying "Boop!" at the moment of contact, before running away laughing around the corner of the last shed. By the time Eric had made it to the corner of the shed, Ellie was already halfway to the house, looking back occasionally to laugh at Eric running to catch up.
Cassie seemed to be in a very good mood when they got back to the house and Ellie plopped down in one of the kitchen chairs to watch her cook dinner, while Eric excused himself to go upstairs and shower before they ate. As soon as Ellie heard Eric's footsteps reach the top of the stairs she looked at Cassie with a suspicious look.
"Why are you so chipper?" She watched Cassie humming as she put a casserole dish into the oven.
Cassie turned around smiling. "Promise you won't tell?" She whispered a little too loud.
Ellie made an exaggerated motion of drawing an 'X' over her left breast while smiling deviously.
"Okay, I think I've perfected my punch recipe." Cassie giggled. "Took a few tries, but I think it turned out pretty good. Sure does the trick on muscle aches, I can tell you that!"
"Yay!" Ellie clapped quietly. "Lemme try some!"
"Okay...but just a little...and you can't say anything to Eric!" Cassie raised a finger to her lips and raised her eyebrows dramatically, like some crazed librarian.
Ellie giggled and nodded vigorously. Cassie made a hand motion for Ellie to follow her to the garage as she peeked back up at the stairs to make sure Eric wasn't coming back down. Once in the garage, Cassie opened the spare refrigerator and pulled out a plastic pitcher that they had always used to make kool-aid while growing up. She pulled off the lid and handed Ellie the pitcher.
Ellie could smell the alcohol as she tilted the half full pitcher up to her lips, but it wasn't that noticeable when she drank the fruity, sweet blend of juices that were mixed in. She looked up after the first drink and gave a wide smile to Cassie who was looking on with anticipation. "That's awesome, Cass!" She quickly lifted the pitcher and took another couple of swallows.
"Easy there!" Cassie reached for the pitcher. "That stuff is a lot stronger than it tastes." She replaced the lid and slid the pitcher back into the refrigerator. "I was only taking small sips as I mixed it and I'm feeling really good right now. You probably drank more than I did."
"It came out really yummy, Cassie. It's just a shame we have to wait until Eric's party to have more!"
"I know!" Cassie looked dejected as they walked back into the kitchen. "But I might need some help tomorrow mixing some other flavors if you really wanna help?" She lifted her eyebrows and smiled.
"I'm so helping!" Ellie chimed in.
The water in the shower had barely begun to steam before Eric was cumming for the first time. The touch of Ellie's fingertip to his cock had felt like an electric jolt going off through his body. The idea that she had knowingly touched his hard dick, even through his jeans, was an incredible turn on, as was the admission that she had been just as turned on by the massage as he had. Even as he stepped under the hot shower and rinsed the puddle of cum from his hand, his cock was already twitching as he thought through what this would mean going forward.
He quickly washed his hair and soaped his body, still jittery with excitement. Soaping up his still hard dick, Eric quickly reverted into jacking off again as he remembered his hand brushing against Ellie's pussy through her suit, along with the way her back had arched, and her hips had lifted, as he even came near her pussy. He relived in his mind the visceral pleasure of squeezing her big swollen boobs together with the sides of his hands and of having held her nipple, pinched between his fingers, the day before.
Knowing what he did now, he regretted not letting his hands run where they wanted over her luscious body while he had massaged her, fully squeezing her rounded ass and plump tits in his big hands and running his fingers through the narrow cleft where her pussy hid between her thighs. He wondered if she would have even bothered to hold her undone top against her body if he had asked her to roll over when he had gone into the water instead. He had been satisfied with a glimpse of her underboob and he might have missed the chance to see her completely topless. As he imagined her rolling onto her back topless, he shot load after load of cum, jetting up to land freely on the shower floor, as his cock pulsed again and again, thinking about his hands kneading her bare white boobs and his fingers lightly pinching her hard nipples.
Eric stood for a long moment, his hand steadying himself against the shower wall, as his heart rate slowed and he got his breathing under control. The warm shower water slowly cooled as it ran down over his hanging head and followed every rippling curve of his long body, before it ran to the drain, picking up the thick deposits of his cum along the way, before sliding into the warm darkness of the drain below.
When the water eventually became too cool to feel comfortable any longer, Eric turned off the spray and stepped gingerly out onto the bathroom rug, his legs still weak and every muscle in his body still tingling from the intensity of the successive orgasms. When he finally walked down to dinner, he felt wrung out, and satisfied, for the first time in hours. The casserole Cassie had made was delicious and the girls seemed chatty and happy all through dinner. Eric began to think that the two of them might end up getting along after all.
He watched a little TV after dinner, but said goodnight pretty early and nearly crawled into bed he was so tired and drained from the events of the day. When Ellie came upstairs herself an hour later, he never woke up as she cracked the door from their shared bathroom and stared at him sleeping soundly across the room. Ellie stayed there for a long minute, her finger and thumb nervously pinching the full pink flesh of her lower lip as she struggled to decide what she should do, before she softly closed the door and retreated to her own bed.
Ellie ducked her head under the covers, waiting for her breathing to warm up the small space under the sheets. Her small hand snaked down into her flannel pajama bottoms and she let out a small gasp as her cold fingers met the hot, slippery skin of her swollen pussy. Her hand quickly warmed up as she gently, and then more vigorously, rubbed her hardened clit and slid her finger into the soft folds of her pussy. As she reached her first orgasm, just a few minutes later, the small space under the blankets had already become uncomfortably hot from her rapid breathing, even as it had filled with the scent of her throbbing pussy.
Ellie threw back the covers from her face as the cooler air of her bedroom accepted the hot breath still escaping from her parted lips. Taking a moment to comb back the tousled hair that covered her face with her fingers, she thought again of Eric's strong hands that had lifted her waist and her hips so easily, the lightest grazing touch of his finger across her pussy, the thrill of seeing that he was so fully erect as he stepped out of the water and the crazy urge that she'd surrendered to as she crossed the line and actually touched his hard dick through his jeans on the way back to the house.
Her hips were already arching upward against her hand and her back sinuously reciprocated, trying desperately to increase the amount of contact that her small fingers were able to impart to her pussy. But while she was able to bring herself to another orgasm just minutes after the first, she couldn't help feeling empty and unfulfilled, knowing that nothing she could do for herself would ever be quite as satisfying as what Eric had been so desperate to hide from her that afternoon in the water.
Eric had woken up early and had been out refueling the generator and the tractor. The morning had dawned clear and cold and the sun was slowly clearing the tree line along the Southeastern horizon. When he came in through the kitchen door he was a little shocked to find Ellie drinking coffee at the kitchen table instead of Cassie drinking tea or making breakfast.
"Look who's up early," Eric said teasingly. "I think this is a new record!" He took off his coat and gloves and sat down at the table.
"Hey, I went to bed not long after you did last night," she shrugged. "Guess I was pretty worn out after all the excitement yesterday." Her eyes smiled at him as she took a drink from her mug.
"I guess we'll have company in paradise from now on." Eric smiled back at her, but she could hear a hint of regret in his voice.
Ellie fought the smile forming at the edges of her mouth. "I'm sure we'll still find ways to have fun." Her eyes slid away from his at the last moment. "We can be pretty creative when we work together."
They both looked up at the sound of Cassie coming slowly down the stairs. She walked gingerly into the kitchen and put some water in the tea kettle before putting it over a hot burner on the stove.
"Guys, I may need a raincheck on my present today," she sat down slowly at the table. "I'm not gonna lie, yesterday kicked my butt." She looked ruefully at each of them. "Every part of my body hurts right now."
"Well," Ellie glanced over at Eric before saying chirpily. "It's a good thing your surprise is a cure for butt-kickings, then isn't it?"
"Huh?" Cassie looked back and forth between them, confused.
"Let Eric fix you some breakfast. I'm going to pack some supplies and then if Eric will go ahead to get everything ready, I can drive you most of the way there." Ellie looked over to Eric to see him smile and nod.
"Ellie's right, Cass." Eric got up to start cooking breakfast. "Best thing for it." He poured some boiling water into a teacup and handed her a couple of Advil he took out of the bottle in the cupboard. "Have these with your tea and breakfast will be ready in a minute."
By the time Eric had everything up and running in Paradise, he looked up to see the girls coming slowly around the edge of the shed. Cassie was still moving slowly, looking down at the ground ahead of her as she walked, but seemed to be doing better than she was when she came down the stairs. Ellie carried a duffel bag over her shoulder and looked like she was encouraging Cassie, but the generator was too loud to hear what they were saying.
Eric walked over and took Cassie's arm as they walked the last twenty feet. "You're almost there," he assured her.
"Okay," Ellie exclaimed. "Now you can look!"
"What is it?" Cassie looked up at the odd looking structure dubiously, trying to make sense of what it could be.
Once Eric opened the flap to let Cassie step in, her eyes widened as a cloud of steam wafted out into the clear morning air. "What is this...?", she muttered as she slid through the opening and stood open-mouthed as the wave of warm, tropical air engulfed her.
"It's the tropical getaway you wanted for Christmas," Ellie squealed. "Courtesy of your two favorite elves!"
Cassie slowly unzipped her coat and pulled off her knit cap as she looked around at the scenery, the lagoon and the beach furniture arranged by the umbrella. Eric took her coat and hat and Ellie led her over to one of the beach chairs.
"How is this even possible?" Cassie stared in disbelief. "I thought the ski lift was unreal, but this is even crazier!" She looked back and forth at the two of them and suddenly burst into tears. "I can't believe you guys did all this for me." She started wiping tears away from her eyes but they seemed to be falling faster than she could keep pace. Ellie knelt down beside her to give her a hug and Cassie started laughing, looking over her sister's shoulder, as she tried to process everything around her.
"Why don't I step outside for a minute so you guys can change," Eric suggested, feeling a little awkward with how emotionally Cassie had reacted. "Just give a yell when it's all clear." He stepped back out into the cool, clear morning and had intended to stand with his back to the door, but remembered that he hadn't yet turned on the water pump for the lagoon. Walking around the side of the canopy, he couldn't help himself and looked from the side of his eyes to see the rough shape of the girls as they removed their clothes by the umbrella. He knelt down to turn on the water pump and watched the distorted figures of their bodies as Ellie's red bikini was revealed against the color of her skin, while the taller figure of Cassie was completely naked as she gingerly stepped into her bikini bottoms and enlisted Ellie's help to help close the back of her top to finally cover her breasts.
Eric walked slowly back toward the flap until he heard Ellie call out, "All clear!"
The girls had already seated themselves in the beach chairs and Ellie was pulling water bottles out of her duffel beside her as Eric took off his coat and clothes. He listened to them chatting away excitedly and grinned to hear how amazed Cassie was at the result. Ellie had lit the coconut candle and as Eric sat down on a rattan mat beside them, she rose to make an announcement.
"I would like to formally welcome Cassie to the fabulous tropical resort, here in the sovereign island nation of Ericellia! I will be your entertainment director and you also have your own personal cabana boy to look after your every need," she waved deferentially toward Eric who tilted his head in reply, smiling. "And now, in order to welcome you properly, we will perform the sacred rituals that guarantee a joyous and relaxing stay in our island paradise."
Ellie reached down into her duffel, pulled out three plastic cups and handed one to each of them. "First you must drink in the essence of the island." She reached into her duffel and pulled out another water bottle, half-filled with a red liquid and poured a small drink into each of their cups. Cassie sniffed hers and gave Ellie a look of amused disbelief. "This magical potion will take away your pains, your cares and your worries as you begin to embrace your new life in paradise." She held her cup aloft in a toast. "To paradise!" and tilted her head back to drink the contents like a shot. Cassie and Eric raised their cups and followed suit. It tasted sweet and tangy, but with a surprising kick, as Eric soon discovered upon taking a breath once he had swallowed it down.
Ellie collected their cups and placed them on the makeshift table under the umbrella, along with the bottle she'd poured from. "And now I call upon our cabana boy to produce the medicinal herbs," she looked over at Eric who rose to get his pipe from his coat. "Everyone in attendance must inhale the spirit of the island through their healing smoke. This will allow you to embrace the your new life on our island and gain total relaxation." Eric handed her the pipe with a ceremonial bow before sitting down in the beach chair next to Cassie to enjoy the presentation.
Ellie lit the small pipe and inhaled the smoke before passing it with a sweeping bow to Cassie.
The scent of the smoke reached Cassie and she tried to refuse, "Guys, we can't do this, isn't it..."
"All things are permissible in the sovereign island nation of Ericellia!" Ellie interrupted and declared emphatically. "It would be an insult to the spirit of the island if you refused and it would require us to banish you from paradise as an outcast!" She held the pipe insistently up to Cassie's face.
Cassie looked over to Eric who was smiling at the theatrics and nodded to Cassie reassuringly. "Okay, I guess. Just this once...after all you've done." She inhaled some smoke from the pipe and took it into her lungs with a small breath, holding it for a few second before releasing it with a cough. Eric handed Cassie her water bottle even as he took the pipe from her and took a hit for himself. He looked over at Ellie and she gave him a delighted wink.
Eric looked over at Cassie as she finished taking a drink and let out another small cough. Ellie had packed her sister a black bikini that was cut more modestly than her own. Still, it flattered Cassie's long lean body and did nothing to take away from the nice swell of her tits, the long flat line of her stomach as it flowed into the curve of her hips and the smooth muscles of her long shapely legs. As the first effects of the weed suffused him, Eric imagined that the bikini bottoms looked exactly like a pair of skimpy black panties.
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