Just the Six of Us Ch. 26

"Actually, no," Danni smiled. "Our sex is pretty tame, all things considered. Despite the fact that we're siblings."

"Have you guys ever tried anal sex?" Emma asked.

Danni shook her head. "I've had it before, but that was before all of this. It wasn't anything to get too excited over."

"Mike was fucking me in the shower this morning and I made him put his finger in my ass. I want him to try fucking me there sometime."

Danni smiled. "With your ass, I'm surprised he hasn't tried that yet."

"Well, if you didn't enjoy it, I'm not sure I will," Emma said.

"Don't get me wrong, it was pleasurable enough," Danni replied. "It wasn't something that gave me an orgasm or caused me any real pleasure. I've had a finger in my ass before but it never caused me any real pleasure. Some women are like that. Some hate anal, some tolerate it but don't really care for it, and some absolutely love anal sex. It sounds like you fit into the last category."

Mike shifted his swim trunks to hide his erection.

"Problems there, studly?"

"None at all. The two women I'm fucking talking about getting fucked in the ass while they're sitting about in sexy swimsuits."

"Seriously? I'm horny as fuck."

'You don't pick up on sarcasm very well do you?'

Danni and Emma both laughed. "Our conversations have gotten very candid haven't they," Danni mused.

The patio door open and Beth came out, followed by Sarah both looking sexy in their swimsuits. Mike stood and went over as if to hug his sisters, wrapping them both up and squeezing them tight. "Hi," Sarah laughed.

Mike grinned at her.

"Don't," she warned, seeing the mischievous look on his face.

"No!" Beth yelled as she felt them beginning to lean towards the water.

"Yep!" Mike yelled as he pulled them both from their feet and jumped into the pool.

Danni and Emma laughed loudly as their sisters came up sputtering and yelling at Mike.

"Come here, you little shit!" Sarah yelled. Mike swam towards the other end of the pool, reaching up and grabbing the diving board, a stupid grin plastered on his face.

Beth dove forwards and wrapped herself around his waist, trying to pull him under. Her breasts smashed up against his waist, one nipple even popping out as the fabric was moved by his leg. He glanced down and was stuck looking for a few seconds. Sarah took the opportunity to reach up and tickle him. Unable to continue holding on, he let go and dropped like a stone. Beth released him and Sarah swam away, quickly.

Mike surfaced and dove towards Sarah, his hands finding her waist and tickling her mercilessly. He didn't relent until she looked like she was going to wet herself. Beth had been giggling off to the side up until that point. Mike released Sarah and turned to Beth. She'd neglected to fix her bikini top, leaving her massive breasts spilling out from the small fabric and her nipple clearly visible. Mike groaned quietly and dove forwards, coming up behind her as she dodged out of the way. He moved quickly behind her and pulled her close, his hands roaming "accidentally" across her breasts before finding a spot she was ticklish. She clawed at his hands as they relentlessly tickled her.

Finally he released her and turned as she glanced down at what he'd been staring at a few seconds before. She grinned for a second and fixed her bikini. The fun and water games continued for another hour or so before the girls began to get out.

"I'm gonna go ahead and cover the pool, I think," Mike said. "It's getting too cold to swim much."

"I'll go start on supper," Sarah called.

"Are you sure you have to cover the pool?" Beth asked.

Mike nodded. "It's nearly October isn't it? It's been warm, but that can't last. The leaves will start falling soon." Texas wasn't known for having cold winters, not compared to the northern states, but they could be bitterly cold when the wind began to blow across the Texas plains.

"We'll still have the hot tub to ogle his body," Emma whispered in Beth's ear. "That, and the shower," she smiled. "I think we need to do a little teasing at supper, pay him back for tickling you."

Beth smiled. "Sounds fun. What do you have in mind?"

Emma smiled as she led her older sister inside. "First, don't wear a bra to supper."

Mike rummaged around in the shed and found the pool cover, unfolding it and smoothing it out, looking for any holes that had been eaten in it. He began the arduous task of pulling the edges and securing the corners of the cover to keep debris out.

Mike came inside a half hour later and plopped down on the couch, flipping through the channels, sweaty and smelling.

A short while later, Beth called out that supper was ready. She was wearing a wife beater and a pair of shorts that barely covered her ass. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail tied with a small red ribbon. She knew she looked absolutely delectable, which was exactly what she wanted.

Mike came out of his TV-induced haze when she called out that supper was ready. He had to suppress a smile and a laugh when he saw her, knowing full well what she was trying to do.

"Oh... my... God..." the voice groaned.

'For once, you and I are in agreement,' Mike thought.

"Go, get it now, before I lose my shit and get lost in your head again."

Mike ignored it, resolving himself to sticking to his plan, and headed to get plates from the cabinet.

Emma came downstairs and caught his eye, flashing him a naughty smile. Mike closed his eyes and shook his head.

"That little slut had something to do with this, I just know it," the voice whined.

Mike bristled at that. 'Hey now, watch your mouth.'

Emma came in and sat in her customary spot as Beth brought over the last dish of food.

Mike handed her a plate and passed out the rest, his eyes roaming Beth's cleavage. Danni came downstairs at that point, but had to turn back upstairs to cover a cough and a laugh at her younger sister's wardrobe choice. She came back downstairs red-faced, a curious smile plastered on her lips.

Mike was a rock, however, playing his part perfectly, though how much he was actually having to play was debatable. He couldn't help but keep glancing over at his blonde haired sister, bending low over the table to serve food to her siblings. Sarah came out of the laundry room at that moment and found her seat, thanking Beth as if nothing were out of place, Danni and Emma following her example as they were served.

Finally sitting, Beth glanced over as Mike spooned gravy over his mashed potatoes. "Chicken, Mike?"

Mike nodded in response.

"Breast or thigh?" she asked, an innocent look on her face.

Emma couldn't help but laugh for a second, coughing it down with a quick drink of water.

Mike was less lucky as he coughed, sending mashed potatoes careening back into his plate.

Taking a drink, Mike cleared his throat and apologized. "I'll have the boobs—er, the breasts," he coughed.

Danni giggled and took a drink, followed quickly by Emma. Both were clearly having a rough time maintaining their cover.

Beth smiled and grabbed some food for herself after putting a chicken breast onto Mike's plate.

"There you go, baby. Dig in guys," she said, grabbing her spoon.

Quiet followed for ten or so minutes, broken only by the sounds of the five siblings eating.

Inside Mike's head, the voice was calling him a "Fucker," over and over again, begging him to reach over and bury his face between Beth's perfect mounds.

Mike couldn't disagree that it was a great idea, but steeled his resolve and limited himself to a few dozen glances at her bouncing globes every few seconds. Beth was playing the innocent flirt perfectly, to her credit, focusing completely on eating and acting completely oblivious to Mike's stares.

Mike began to get lost in the perfect roundness and firmness of her pale bosom, staring longer and longer and eating less and less, almost seemingly hypnotized.

"Jesus man, pace yourself," the voice finally said.

Mike shook his head and cleared his thoughts, looking up to see if he'd been seen ogling Beth. All four of his sisters were staring at him, curious smiles on their faces. Mike couldn't help but blush, and lowered his head back to resume eating.

Emma stood then and moved as if to go refill her glass and seemingly tripped, the water from her glass flying. She steadied herself on the table and covered her mouth. "I'm so sorry Bethy," she said.

Mike looked up. Beth's perfect breasts technically still covered, but were clearly visible through the water-soaked shirt she was wearing. Emma's aim had been perfect.

"Oh for fuck's sake that's the last fucking straw. Fuck her, fuck her right now damn you!"

Sarah and Danni were suddenly both very interested in the food on their plates, laughter clearly being suppressed.

Emma moved quickly to the cabinet and grabbed a handful of dishtowels, taking one and moving quickly to Beth, who was sitting, looking stunned. Emma rubbed the towel across her face and neck and down, pushing down on the shirt and drawing water into the towel. Beth's pale skin slid out of the wife-beater and a pink nipple appeared for a brief second as Emma rubbed the towel across it, moving quickly to the other breast and repeating the move almost exactly.

"I'm gonna take over if you don't get in there!"

Mike shook his head and forced his gaze lower, swearing to keep it on his food. Three seconds later his gaze shifted back up involuntarily and back to Beth's rack. Finally, Beth stood and grabbed a few towels from the stack that Emma grabbed and they both fell to the floor, wiping at the water puddle. Emma strategically placing her ass towards Mike, and Beth's globes swinging in his direction.

"Oh, she better fuckin' get it tonight dude. Your twin is in big trouble man, big trouble."

'Again, you and I agree,' Mike thought back.

"IT'S ABOUT TIME! Honestly man, they are way better at this revenge shit than you are!"

Mike managed to direct his eyes back to his plate for most of the rest of dinner, and was thankfully relieved when Sarah asked about camping plans for the weekend.

"We can leave tomorrow when everyone is ready," he said. "I talked to Matt, he and Missy are good to go and said that their mom and dad are fine with us using the cabin."

"Yay!" Sarah said with a girly little clap, a smile dancing its way across her face. "It's just been so long and I'm looking forward to it," she smiled.

"So are y'all actually planning on sleeping at the river or at the house this time?" he asked. "Should I even pack the tent?"

Matt and Missy's parents owned a small rock house that sat on the edge of a hill overlooking the river. It had been his father's father's and while they'd used it a lot in their youth, it was now mainly just something that Matt and Missy had to keep mowed and cleaned. It was always good for an impromptu party, and was a popular hangout in high school. The house itself was rather small. It had two bedrooms, each with a double bed, plus a large pull-out couch in the living room. It had a small kitchen with an electric stove and a small dining area.

While Matt, Emma, and Mike had never had a reason to stay inside the house, Danni, Beth, Sarah, and Missy had always stayed in the house, so it was a wonder why they even called it camping in the first place. The three outside usually just slept next to each other in sleeping bags, pillows thrown down on the ground around a campfire. Mike was inevitably asked to bring the tent every time, and it ended up being erected and never used, save to hold clothes and other valuables if it started raining.

Emily had never actually gone camping with them before leaving for California. Her mother, before leaving, had been really strict, and Emily had practically hated Matt in high school. Mike had texted her, though, and she'd been all for going. His sisters, now that was another matter.

"I think I'll watch the puppies in the house," Danni said with a smile.

"You know I'm not going to be sleeping outside with the bugs," Beth said, sitting back down. Her shirt was still damp and clinging to her, her nipples as hard as diamonds and threatening to burst through the shirt.

Emma, seeing Mike's eyes darting from his plate to her chest, must have decided to spare him some misery and quickly retrieved a shirt from the laundry. She came back carrying a blue shirt of Mike's, something slightly more waterproof.

As she tossed it to Beth, Emma glanced down at her and said, "Here ya go, that one has had it I think."

Looking down, Beth gasped lightly. "Oh my goodness! Yes, thank you," she said standing.

Beth moved over to the counter and dropped the shirt onto a pile of dishes.

"I'm all for staying outside," Emma said, returning to her chair, a smirk on her face as she glanced at Mike.

Beth hooked both of her fingers in the bottom of her shirt and quickly pulled it off right in the kitchen, as nonchalantly as she could manage.

"That's it, I fuckin' quit, man."

Mike forced his eyes away from her pale spheres and focused on a slight tear in the table cloth.

"Okay, so no tent then," Mike said.

"Other than the one in your pants?"

"Unless you want to stay outside, Sarah," he asked, glancing up at her.

<>i"Are you ever going to start fucking one of them?" the voice whined.

'No, shut up,' Mike thought quickly.

"Oh you know me, honey," she replied. "I'm happy staying inside the house."

Mike smiled and went back to eating dinner as Beth sat down again, the blue shirt in place and doing its best to make her look modest.

"How does it feel to have a vagina, you little bitch."

After he finished his meal, Mike quickly made his exit and headed up to his room to study. He had a test tomorrow and hadn't studied any and still had to read the material that Emma had gotten for him. As he left the room, he heard laughter echo up the stairs behind him.

Back down in the kitchen, Emma was giggling with her sisters. "Good lord, Beth, I almost died when you stripped right here." She glanced over at Danni. "I'm sure he'll remember soon. Did you see the way he was ogling you?"

Danni winked quickly at her and took a drink of her water.

"Well, who can blame him, the poor guy," Sarah said, giggling. "You two..." she said, shaking her head.

Beth crossed her arms defensively. "He had it coming. He dropped his boxers in front of me in the bathroom this morning, his dick just hanging out. I just about slugged him."

"I'll bet you did," Danni said dirtily, drawing a giggle from Beth.

Sarah swallowed her food and looked at Danni expectantly.

Stopping, Danni turned and eyed her suspiciously. "What?" she asked eventually.

"Has he been trying anything at night? Has there been any progress? I mean, are you two making out yet or anything?"

Danni cast a side glance at Emma and then back down at her plate. "Yeah, we kiss and stuff. He's getting there," she said as convincingly as she could. She ran a hand through her hair and brushed it out.

******

Mike spent the rest of the evening studying for his test, and while it wasn't hard, it was time consuming. He was interrupted briefly by Danni, and then by Sarah, grabbing his clothes hamper, but both quickly exited when they saw him actually studying at his desk.

The words of his textbook began to blur and Mike shook his head. It was near eleven at night and the house had gone quiet.

'If I don't know it now, I'm not going to,' he thought.

"I said that four hours ago. Fuck time!" the voice said.

'I don't know, man. My head hurts from all that reading. I don't think I'm in the mood.'

There were a few seconds of silence before the voice answered again. "What? I don't understand."

'What?' Mike thought.

"I don't understand what you mean. You aren't in the mood?" It sounded genuinely confused.

'Yeah, I've been studying for four hours. All I see going through my head right now is the words from that damn book.'

"So you aren't hurt or something?"

'What? No.' Mike thought.

"You just... don't want to have sex?"

'How is this so hard to understand? No, I don't want to have sex.'

"Dude, seriously, you're scaring me. What's wrong?"

Mike sighed. 'I'm fine. I'm going to go find one of my sisters now, and fuck her, okay?'

The voice in his head blew a sigh of relief. "You scared me for a minute there man. Crazy talk."

Mike rolled his eyes and exited his room, heading down the hall towards Emma's.

One minute later, a grin on his face, he closed her door behind him and headed towards Danni's room. Clicking open the door, he peeked in and smiled. She was wearing a t-shirt of his and was sitting at her mirror brushing her hair.

"Just wanted to tell you I'm done studying for tonight," he said softly. "You ready for bed?"

"Yeah, soon," she said softly.

He stood at the doorway looking at her. "You... are just so damn beautiful," he said eventually.

She smiled at him and stood. "Sweet-talker," she whispered, wrapping him in a hug.

"So did you ask Emily if she wanted to go camping?" she said, a few quiet moments later.

Mike nodded, turning to head towards his room. "Yeah, she was excited, I think. It was only a text, though, so who knows." He stopped then, and turned back to her.

"Are you going to be okay with it?" he asked, coming up and looking into her eyes, a hand brushing the hair away from her cheek.

Danni smiled. "I'll be okay, babe. I know that she's not a threat to us."

Mike kissed her and turned again, heading towards his room.

"Are you sure? I figured after the way she acted towards you, Emma was going to be getting it tonight. Isn't that voice in your head telling you to throw her to the floor and fuck her or something?"

"New favorite sister, right here."

Mike smiled. "Yeah, he's all for that. He just told me you're his new favorite. She's expecting it though, so I ordered her to go to sleep without sex tonight as punishment."

Danni smiled. "You're getting better at that," she smiled. "I like you too, Mr. Voice in my brother's head. Tell him he'd better take me to bed soon."

"Told ya bro!"

They headed to his room and quietly shut the door behind them. Mike clicked off the lamp as she stripped naked. He quickly followed suit and climbed into bed next to her. She sighed next to him in complete happiness, wiggling back against his naked form as he draped an arm around her waist and inhaled deeply, his nose buried in her soft brown locks.

"I don't think I'll ever get used to how warm you get," Mike whispered, mirth in his voice.

Danni giggled and was quiet for a moment. "It's gonna get a little warmer down there now," she said a few seconds later.

Mike felt a curious warmth spreading out from his crotch and it took a minute for him to realize what she meant.

"Nice," he said, digging his fingers into her sides and tickling her mercilessly. "You're as bad as Emma."

"Dude, did she just fart on you? That's fuckin' gross."

As her giggles subsided, she turned and kissed him deeply, her lips soft against his, her fingertips caressing the muscles in his chest and then dancing lower, across his stomach muscles and down, lightly circling his cock and stroking gently.

She moaned softly as she felt him growing harder and pushed him onto his back, sliding his cock easily into her. She began to bounce slightly, wiggling her hips back and forth, sliding her pussy back and forth on his cock. The sensation of being so deep within her drove him further into pleasure and he moaned quietly.

He opened his eyes to look at her again and saw her look down at him demurely with her hair falling to the side, subtly biting her lip. It was partly out of pleasure, but partly to look sultry. He reached up and put both hands on her hips, resting them gently but not putting any pressure, contenting himself to let her do what she pleased.