Just the Six of Us Ch. 27

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"She didn't seem too interested to go down on Emma during the last truth or dare game at the barbecue before the accident," Mike observed.

"She probably didn't wanna be outed in front of her friends," Emma said. "She's been just as 'handsy' as her brother has, come to think of it. She's just way more subtle."

"That's true," Danni agreed. There were a number of instances that both sisters could recall where Missy's hands hand somehow ended up on their boobs or slapping them on the ass.

They reached the cabin at that point and Emily stepped out onto the porch.

"Do you think the snakes are gone?" she turned and asked Mike. He smiled and nodded.

"Em, do you wanna go tan with me?" she asked.

Emma smiled and winked at Mike and Danni. "Yeah, sounds great."

"I think I'll take a shower real quick," Mike said. Danni smiled in reply, turning and heading towards the retreating forms of Emma and Emily.

Mike stepped inside and saw Beth sitting on a chair reading. Sarah was curled up under a blanket, snoring softly. Beth glanced up at him and smiled as he came in, putting a finger to her lips to shush him for Sarah's sake.

He nodded and pointed towards the hallway and the small shower in the bathroom. "I'm gonna shower," he whispered.

She stood immediately and smiled. "I'll help you if you're too sore," she said, a little too eager. He saw her bite her lip, fighting to contain herself.

Knowing he should say no, Mike smiled. "That'd be great," he said. She smiled and followed behind him and entered the tiny bathroom with him, locking the door as he turned on the water. Turning, he held his arms up and let her pull his sweaty shirt off. He groaned in soreness. He couldn't help but look her over, forgetting to play the innocent brother and ogling her. She was wearing a simple t-shirt and shorts, nothing overtly sexy, but the way her curves were accentuated was nearly unbearable. Beth just had that type of body. No matter what she was wearing, she always seemed like she was dripping with sex.

"God damn she is so supremely fuckable," the voice said.

'You've never been more right, my friend,' Mike thought.

Beth turned him around and pulled his shorts off, followed by his boxers. He entered the shower and began to rinse off the sweat, pretending to forget to pull the curtain closed.

He turned and glanced at Beth. Her eyes were locked on his cock for a second before jumping back to his face. She was breathing heavily, her hair damp from the steam rising around them, falling about her face. Her eyes were wide and her tongue danced out and licked her lips. Mike closed his eyes and turned, arching his back and dunking his head under the water. The effect pushed his hips out and his cock bounced to life. Beth cleared her throat suddenly and let out a long breath.

"Do you need any help washing?" she asked.

Mike nodded. "It's still a little hard to get my back," he replied.

"Turn around," she commanded. He could feel her eyes wandering over his naked form, and then felt the warmth of a soap filled rag gently moving over his back. He placed both hands on the wall and ducked his head underneath the water, letting it wash over him.

Behind him, Beth was having a lot of trouble focusing. She kept staring at him like she was a hungry lioness and he was some piece of meat. She'd glance away every few seconds, fighting her inner urges, but they always won out, and she'd again let her eyes wander over his body.

"Turn around," she said.

Mike smiled to himself and slowly turned. "I really appreciate the help, Beth," he said quietly.

She nodded and began to wash his shoulders. Her eyes continued to wander over him and eventually down to where his cock was bobbing up and down, looking quite angry and engorged.

"I'm sorry," she muttered, turning around. The rag hit the bottom of the shower as she did so and she glanced down at it. "I'm just not..." she started, but trailed off.

She bent slowly at the waist, her legs straight, and reached down for the rag. Mike sighed and moaned softly as he saw her slit peeking out from between her legs. She rose again with the rag in hand and reached up for more soap. Glancing over at him again, she licked her lips and sighed, clearly fighting some urges.

"Your clothes are getting soaked, sis," he said, glancing down. Her shirt was stuck to her chest, her pink nipples clearly visible. "You might as well take them off." He glanced down and reached out for the bottom of her shirt, grabbing at the ends and lifting.

She began to protest, reaching up and brushing at his hands, intent on behaving and not blowing it, but his hands were already up underneath her breasts. Her shirt went up over her head, water running in beads down her curves.

"God..." Mike whispered.

She blushed then. "What?"

"Sorry," he said, glancing down at her. "I... I... know you're my sister, but you're so sexy."

Beth groaned as she heard him speaking. He reached down and began to pull at her shorts, causing her to bite her lip and turn her head, leaning up against the wall, desperately trying not to tear into him and impale herself on his manhood.

She felt her shorts and panties slide down her legs and sighed.

Mike stood again and reached for the rag, soaping it and handing it to her.

"Would you mind getting my legs? I can't reach down there so easily," he said as she opened her eyes again.

"Sure," she whispered, shaking herself out of her reverie.

Kneeling, she lowered her head as her brother shifted in the shower, blocking the spray of water from hitting her in the face. She began to run the rag up one of his legs, halfheartedly rubbing soap across it. She was mainly focused on the bouncing cock fluttering two inches from her face. Her eyes were focused on his leg, intently staring at nothing in particular, but definitely not looking at his dick.

She moved over to his other leg, the movement bringing his cock dangerously close to her face. She licked her lips again and couldn't bring herself to look down. Finally she looked up at her brother, his dick an angry tower pointing out between them.

Mike groaned as he looked down, seeing Beth fighting to maintain control.

She lowered her gaze then, the rag moving down to his ankle.

"I'm sorry about my excitement," he said. "I haven't been able to get a release for a few days."

"Don't worry about it," she said, glancing back up again. Slowly she stood, Mike's cock brushing her shoulder, and then across her breast and stomach as she stood. She was biting her lip again, trying to maintain control. As she stood up fully, Mike cock was pushed to her hip, off to one side.

They stood there awkwardly for a second, before Beth finally glanced down.

"Sorry," she said, seeing his dick pointing in an awkward direction. She reached down and moved it back to its original position, pointing slightly upwards, poking her in the belly button.

She closed her eyes and resumed chewing on her lip.

"Would you like me to wash your hair?" she asked, at length, feeling Mike's eyes devour her naked body.

He nodded, and she reached for the shampoo. Reaching up and standing on her tiptoes, the soap in her hand being rubbed into his hair. The effect brought the head of his cock down between her legs, pushing gently at the folds of her pussy.

"Ohh... oh... oh..." she muttered, her eyes fluttering.

She closed her eyes, shaking her head and fighting urges. Mike brought his hands down suddenly and placed them on her hips. He leaned in and kissed her deeply, thrusting upwards as he did so, his cock sliding smoothly into her. She gasped and looked at him in genuine surprise, but quickly melted into his arms and began to orgasm almost immediately. Whimpering softly, she leaned into his shoulder as he gently pumped into her.

Several quiet seconds later, she looked up at him and smiled. He turned her around and pushed her gently up against the wall, his hands finding her breasts as he began to pump in and out of her again. As he sensed her getting closer to orgasm, he kissed her on the neck one time and cleared his throat.

"Now don't be mad, but I've remembered about our situation for a long time," he admitted as she began to come again, her head leaning against the wall.

She couldn't begin to speak, but nodded her understanding.

"I just wanted time with each sister, and you and Sarah were desperately needing some payback, as was Emma. Sarah is the only one that doesn't know that I'm all better now, and I'd really appreciate it if you would keep my secret."

"Love, as long as you don't ever take that cock away from me again, I'll keep whatever secret you want," she finally managed to whisper.

Mike thrust deeply into her again, eliciting another gasp and a moan. She felt like satin wrapped around his cock as he thrust into her again. She turned suddenly and wrapped her legs around him as he gripped her butt and lifted, his cock quickly finding her again as she leaned into him. He fucked her for a few seconds but didn't want to risk a serious injury and she extracted herself from him, falling to her knees and taking him in her mouth. He stared down at her beautiful face, her green eyes staring up at him, her wet blonde hair a mess around her face as his cock thrust in and out of her mouth.

"You don't want to fuck anymore?" he asked.

She pulled him out briefly, "On the contrary, I'm just convincing you to never take this beautiful thing away from me again." She pulled him back into her mouth and went as deep as she could, her lips brushing his pubic hair. She gagged a little bit and extracted him as she began to work his shaft with her fist, slobbering a little but letting her hand pick up the wet mess and using it to lubricate her hand. He began to moan softly and she looked back up at him with her beautiful green eyes, never blinking as he began to fill her mouth with his seed.

She swallowed what she could, letting the water wash away the rest and finally standing to wash the rest of him off of her.

Turning about in the shower stream, she kissed him quickly, but withdrew and slapped him.

"That's for not fucking me sooner, and for that day with the weight bench, you ass."

"Yeah, I deserved that," he admitted.

"Yeah, you did." She grinned and kissed him again.

"Yeah," the voice agreed.

"You're lucky I didn't jump you right then and there," she said with a cute smile.

"Don't worry, I plan on giving you plenty of attention from now on," he said, reaching for a towel.

"You better," she said, turning and grabbing at her clothes and pulling them on quickly.

Mike stared at her while she did so, smiling at the way her body moved, particularly her breasts, as she got dressed.

She looked up at him and stopped moving. "What is it?"

He smiled and shook his head. "Just watching you."

She cocked an eyebrow and squinted at him. "Something wrong with the way I get dressed?"

He laughed and shook his head. "No, there's something very very right about everything you do." He turned and stepped out of the shower and finished drying as she opened the door quietly to leave.

She turned as the door was about to close again and peeked back in. "Glad you're back, you sneaky little shit," she whispered, and then much quieter, "You better fuck me again, very very soon."

Mike smiled. 'New favorite sister?'

"Dude, you know I'm a fan of all four."

After he got dressed, Mike walked down to the dock where Emma was trying to show Emily how to fish. Matt and Missy were coming down the road, looking like they always did and not like they'd just fucked each other's brains out. He turned and waved lightly at them but turned and headed for the dock.

He moved over to the girls and watched for a few seconds as Emma tried in vain to get Emily to cast the line correctly. Laughing, he shook his head, to which Emily raised a hand and flipped him off.

Matt came down the hill then, Missy having stopped at the cabin. He took a running start and leaped in to the river as he pulled his shirt off.

"MATT!" the three girls yelled as he splashed them.

Mike laughed and decided to join him, even though he'd just finish showering.

"Fun stuff tends to happen in the shower bro, you can take another one later."

Beth came out of the house a few minutes later, wearing her nearly obscene two piece that she'd become so fond of lately. The little triangles covering her nipples were perfectly in place and she smiled a tiny fraction of a smile as she saw both men watch her bounce down the hill.

Matt didn't hide his stare, unlike Mike, who was watching her out of the corner of his eye, staring intently at the river in front of him.

"Holy shit, Beth," Matt said, echoing everyone else thoughts.

"What?" Beth said, looking around. She moved to the end of the dock and dove into the water cleanly. Danni, Emma and Emily all pulled off their shirts and shorts, revealing their bathing suits underneath and joined the trio in the water.

"What? Y'all don't wanna fish anymore?" Mike asked with a smirk. He was answered by three splashes of water.

After swimming for awhile, Mike offered to show Emily how to fish, and the others went about relaxing and swimming, napping in the cabin or under the trees and playing with the puppies. As evening drew near, Mike went inside to help Sarah get ready to fry the catfish.

As dusk drew near, Mike and Sarah fried up the catfish along with some fries and everyone sat around the campfire to a nice meal. The conversation was minimal during the meal. Everyone seemed to thoroughly enjoy the food. Mike couldn't help but keep glancing over at his buddy who seemed to be having some kind of silent conversation with his sister. Matt would eat some fish, and then glance over at Missy, who would look at him briefly and then back to her food. The two repeated this several times over the course of supper and eventually Matt gave up and focused on the fish.

Emma seemed to notice and glanced over at Mike with a knowing smile before biting into a piece of fish.

As evening drew near, everyone helped clean up from the meal and went back outside to the campfire.

Emily stopped Matt as they walked back outside and wrapped her arms around him briefly. "I never thanked you for saving me from that snake. That really scared the crap out of me," she said.

"Aw hell, Mike woulda done it too, if he'd been there," Matt said, patting her briefly on the back.

She pulled away and they joined the others down the hill.

"So you still don't remember anything from before?" Missy was asking Mike.

Mike shrugged, determined to choose his words carefully.

"You know man, I really can't keep track of all the secrets and lies we're keeping, I need a flowchart or some such shit."

"Not really," he said simply.

He glanced over at Emily. 'Fuck,' he thought. He suddenly remembered the night of their date. He'd blurted out that he did remember, but had suddenly left without much other explanation.

"What's wrong bro?"

'This could get ugly,' he said.

"I mean there are bits and pieces here and there," he said with a shrug.

Emily had a confused look on her face and looked like she was about to say something. She lowered her gaze though and just stared into the fire.

Missy nodded. "Well, I'm sure it'll come back soon."

Danni decided at that moment to change the subject. "So I saw you and Missy at the movies the other night, Matt."

"Oh yeah?" he said, his eyes wide for a second.

"Yeah, you guys left early, though," she said. "Didn't like the show?"

Matt cleared his throat and glanced over at his sister, "Yeah, that movie sucked."

Missy was staring at Danni wide-eyed, having recovered slower than her brother.

"Yeah, did you see the people in the middle of the theater fooling around?" Matt asked.

"Totally! I was so shocked!" Danni said with a smile. "I mean, to do that in public!"

Missy smiled finally and nodded. "Yeah, it looked like they were having some fun!"

Matt nodded, believing that their secret was still safe.

Danni winked slyly at Mike, who had to stifle a laugh.

"I've got a joke," Matt said suddenly, "If any of you fuckers is interested."

"What is it, the size of your dick?" Emma quipped.

The girls and Mike laughed as did Matt with a grin on his face. "Don't make me get the monster out of the cave, it might knock you into the river!"

The girls all rolled their eyes.

"So what's the joke?"

Matt cleared his throat and took a drink of his beer. "Alright, so Giuseppe and Alfredo are standing on a hill over looking this small Italian town. Giuseppe turns to Alfredo and shakes his head. 'Alfredo,' he says, 'You see all them churches down there in our village? I, Giuseppe, helped build all of those churches, but do they call me Giuseppe the Church Builder? No! And do you see down there, all of those bridges. I, Giuseppe, helped build all of those bridges. But do they call me Giuseppe the Bridge Builder? NO! And there! Do you see those trees lining the streets down there? I, Giuseppe, helped plant all of those trees. Do they call me Giuseppe the Tree Planter? NO! BUT YOU FUCK ONE GOAT...'"

Everyone burst out laughing. Beth, who'd been taking a drink of a beer, sprayed her mouthful all over Matt, and immediately tried to apologize. Matt waved his hands at her, dismissing the notion and wiped his face.

"That was so funny," Emily said, her face red from laughing. The group began to tell stories about high school for awhile, and one by one began to retire inside the cabin to head to sleep, until it was just Emily, Emma, Matt, and Mike. They continued telling stories, laughing quietly and enjoying being outside under the trees and stars. Eventually they fell asleep, save for Mike, who had other plans. Extricating himself quietly from his sleeping bag, he headed up the hill and quietly opened the door to the cabin.

Peering inside, he heard the low hum of the refrigerator. He stood quietly, just inside the door after it closed behind him, quietly waiting for his eyes to adjust. He kicked off his shoes and silently looked around the room.

The puppies were in the living room, all curled up together in a basket. He moved to one of the bedrooms and peered inside to find Sarah and Danni. He could tell by both of his sisters' soft snores. Missy was in the other room with Beth. Missy tended to take after her brother and was quite a snorer, but nowhere near as loud as Matt.

Mike softly padded into the room and knelt at the edge of the bunk bed where Beth was cutely drooling into her pillow. He ever-so-gently put a hand over her mouth and whispered into her ear at the same time. She jumped slightly but calmed when she heard his voice.

"Beth, it's Mike, don't freak out," he whispered. "As quietly as you can, get up and come with me."

She was still sleepy, but sat up and looked up at him in the darkness, barely able to make out his form.

Her bed creaked when she stood, sounding like a cannon going off in the darkness compared to the silence. He squinted and clenched his jaw, waiting for one of the other three in the house to wake up. The silence felt oppressive as they both stood frozen, waiting.

Slowly, she moved forward and felt around in the darkness for him. Finding his hand, she followed him from the room but was immediately crushed up against the wall as his muscular form pressed against hers. His hands immediately pulling at the buttons on her nightgown.

Leaning over, he put his mouth up to her ear and said as quietly as possible, "If you make a sound, Missy will hear us. I'm going to make you come, very hard, but you can't make a sound, or we'll get busted."

Beth felt herself get wet with excitement when she thought about being caught, and felt the sluttier part of her start to overpower her. She gritted her teeth and nodded at Mike, temporarily forgetting that they were standing in complete darkness and the action was in vain.

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