Muskoka Ch.05

"Does this make us partners?" I asked Cassie.

"Come on, I don't plan on being found this time so you better get your brain in gear." She took off running and I followed close behind, only to lose her to the shadows settling peacefully over the cottage.

I scanned the backyard but couldn't see her, and eventually gave up.

A hand shot out from the trees beside the path I was on and pulled me into them, just as Adam waltzed into the open area where he would have certainly seen me standing there. "Good save." I whispered to the red haired beauty still holding my arm.

"Shut up." She hushed me with a finger and we watched through a crack in the branches as Adam gave up and walked back to the front yard. "That was close, I told you to get your head in the game."

"Actually you said to get in gear but-." She quieted me with a surprisingly passionate kiss. It was surprising considering we were surrounded by twigs and green pine needles, though not the pointy type.

In that moment, I forgot we were in the middle of a game. "I'm not gonna get blue balled again, am I?" This was a very real concern.

"Not if you hurry." The eagerness in her voice was poking through, despite her best efforts to hide it.

I moved her in front of me and pulled her close, mashing her bum against my front, kissing her neck and using my hands to hold her close to me by her breasts. I pulled down her top and bra, letting her tits feel the crisp relief of the night time air as my hands proceeded to play with her nipples in a way I had grown all too familiar with.

The skin caved under my fingers as I squeezed the mountains of white putty, flicking the upright pink pegs that demanded attention. While I was infatuated with this, she wiggled out of her jean shorts and panties so they fell to the pine needle covered floor.

My cock was growing harder with every passing minute, and she knew it. Reaching behind herself, she hooked her thumbs into my pants and pulled them down enough to let my penis spring free, jabbing her in the butt cheek.

"You better put that somewhere else." Somewhere inside of her, she meant. My hands ventured down between her thighs and spread open the fuzzy flower, dripping with desperation. Finally, I managed to move my hands away from her beautiful melons and took a hold of her waist to direct myself against the moist clam waiting for me to enter.

I let the juices stemming from her dungeon wash over me to make my journey easier, as I pushed my glistening purple plum flush against her. With no hesitation, she pushed back against me and the tip popped in, provoking a groan of content from her.

Every time I dipped back into her honey pot felt like the first time. She seemed endlessly wet, and shaped perfectly to every ridge and bump my cock had to offer her, always perfectly forming to the ridged shaft that probed her insides.

Her bum ground back against me, achingly trying to take me deeper and deeper. I was already pressed up against her cervix, and her grinding was making it hard not to cum within the first thirty seconds of fucking her. Her fleshy tunnel constricted around me, my mind hollow due to the sensations I was feeling, but left just enough mentality that I was able to fully experience all the wonderful things her vagina was doing to me.

Hips bounding, I was dragged from her oven and forced to let the wind whip across my dick, unwillingly exposed to the outside temperatures when her insides were so much warmer.

Cassie was holding herself up by two trees, and they were shaking violently in response to every thrust I fed her hungry pussy. Never before had I felt her lips tighten so much as to make sure I didn't accidentally fall out when she pulled forward. Then, like I had never left, I dug my way back into her creamy center and scraped against her deepest point.

"I-I'm gonna cum." She whispered, louder than she probably meant to.

"Fuck, me too." I grunted loudly.

It wasn't until I heard them yelling that I realized how loud we really were. "I heard something!" Came a young voice.

"What was it?" My brother asked the young voice, which sounded like Sophie.

"I don't know, I just heard a noise from over here!" The two of them raced to the trees and started looking around, thankfully ignoring the fact that the branches next to them had only recently stopped shaking. They were poking around in bushes, under the deck, behind the hot tub, around the fire pit.

My voice was so quiet I wasn't even sure I was really speaking. "Cassie..."

"I know, fuck, I know, me too." She whimpered.

We didn't have to say it, we both knew nothing was going to hold back out orgasms. We were too close to the edge and just being inside of her was slowly coaxing the sperm from my balls.

Hers came first, so I clasped a hand around her mouth and stifled her deep groan. I almost screamed myself when I felt how impossibly tight she became, locking around my organ and timing perfectly with the wave of cum that erupted from my cock.

Sophie slowly walked past us, stopping to survey their surroundings. Unknown to her, I was less than four feet away filling her sister's pussy with a heavy and sticky load of cream.

I doused her slippery insides with my hose and held my hand around her mouth, keeping the cries of pleasure from erupting out loud. Involuntarily, she kept grinding and dragged the fleshy knob back and forth in her vagina, churning out another spurt of semen and keeping her at the height of her orgasm until I felt her body start to succumb to the exhaustion.

It took all my focus not to black out and tumble from our hiding spot, stars dancing in my eyes from the loss of blood to my brain. Cassie was spasming in my arms and I held her close, safely letting her jerk uncontrollably as she let loose a wash of honey and dripping little bits of sperm from her stretched and tired cock pocket.

Holding her back against me, I used my spare hand to brush branches into our path and block us entirely from the sight of the walkway where Adam and Sophie were now standing.

Not hearing anymore noise got them to leave, and Cassie could at last let her breath out and stand on her own. "Holy shit, that was close." She bent down to pick up her shorts and I ran a finger along her slit, collecting a gob of ivory coloured cum and balancing it on my finger.

I nearly dropped it when she slapped my hand away. "Be nice, I'm sensitive. You can have more later." Turning around and facing me, she sucked my finger and happily swallowed the goop off. "But only if I can have more, too."

"I think we can work out a deal." I wrapped my hands around her waist and we sashayed out from the shadows, quietly singing the latest song I had gotten stuck in my head.

"Well the bars are all closed and we've got no place to go," I sang to my ginger princess as I twirled her away from me, watching her feet spin in time to keep her from falling. "But we're all a little drunk and we wanna heat some rock and roll."

She danced her way back to me and we waltzed around the stone steps with each other in our arms, letting the cold night try futilely to chill our bones. "What song is that?" Her head rested on my shoulder for support and she nuzzled into my chest.

"That, my dear, is While Listening to Rock and Roll, by The Maine."

"I don't know that one."

"It's a good song, you'd like it."

"I like listening to you sing it to me, better." Her steps had gotten slower and I knew she was getting tired. I never thought of my voice as being pleasant to listen to, but if it was working for her then it worked for me.

I hummed the guitar parts that I remembered and matched the pitches to my dips and sways. "Turn it up, it's my song. Can't sing but I'll sing along." For somebody who hasn't ever been a fan of dancing, I was surprisingly adept at keeping rhythm and time with my likely off tone singing. "I can feel it in my bones. A little rock, a little roll."

All of a sudden, a voice echoed around the outdoors. "Family board games!" It sounded like Cameron.

New life breathed its way into Cassie and she bolted inside with excitement, leaving me standing alone and confused. Board games were not the way I wanted to spend my night.

We strolled in to find the four adults sitting around a game of Monopoly, drinks covering every part of the table that wasn't already loaded with cards and paper money. "Everybody pick a partner, we don't have enough pieces for everyone." I already knew who my partner was going to be and wasted no time in locking down my foxy teammate.

"I think it's only fair that Kenny and I remain the champion team. You game, chief?" Kyle boasted as he stole a seat next to my Dad, high fiving him and letting out a war cry. Yes, this is how we play board games.

The teams were as follows:

Adam and my mom,

Cassie and me,

Kyle and my dad,

Cameron and Sophie,

Deb and Jensen.

Last time we played a family game like this, Kyle and my Dad came out on top. They had been boasting about it ever since and we had all be aching for the chance to knock them down a peg...or ten.

We decided to let Jensen and Deb go first, since he was the youngest and she was a trooper for teaming with him. "Give us a good roll, buddy." Deb encouraged her son. The dice tapped across the board and came up with a ten. "I guess landing in jail isn't the worst thing."

"We're just visiting." Jensen exclaimed with robust attitude placing their tiny metal car on the opposite side of the board. "Kids don't go to prison!"

The turns cycled and we fell into a steady rhythm, moving quickly through a game that usually takes hours to complete. As it stood, Deb and Jensen were fighting for last place with Adam and my Mother. Cameron was steadily holding the middle with his daughter, but the real excitement was between my team and my Dad's team.

"Give it to us." His eyes were fire, and my heart was made of matchsticks.

"No." I spat, keeping my eyes dead trained on my father. Nobody was backing down from this.

Kyle slowly crunched a chip and fed one to my Dad, who had yet to blink in over a minute. "You're gonna regret it if I have to take it by force, bro." Seriously, their partnership was frighteningly cohesive.

Cassie jumped in and stole her brother's gaze with a swift snap of her fingers. "You're not taking a damn thing."

Silence overtook the room as we let our stare down do the talking.

Finally, I knew I had to speak up. "We'll give you Boardwalk-."

"Garrett, you're not thinking!" Cassie interjected, still not tearing her eyes from Kyle.

"I know what I'm doing." I sipped my beer and took my time draining the already half-finished bottle. "We'll give you Boardwalk and Park Place, for Pennsylvania and North Carolina."

"Deal!" My dad reached his hand out to seal the transaction.

"If," I began, taking deliberate pause. "You sweeten the pot a little bit, first."

I would've sworn anger crossed the face my father had yet to move, but I played through it. "And how do I sweeten it?"

"Fifty dollars."

"That's it?"

I shook my head. "Real money." If the room was silence before, then the emptiness that now filled the room was the sound of all the wildlife outside holding their breath. He was seriously considering it, and pulled Kyle in to talk it over.

Cassie gave me a nod of approval and finished her drink as well, awaiting their decision. Everyone around the table was equally interested, except the kids who were getting bored from sitting down for so long. "Adam, why don't you take the kids outside for a bit for some fresh air?" Deb suggested.

Adam took off with Sophie and Jensen, leaving the room in familiar quietness.

Through the team huddle that was happening across from us, Deb turned her attention to us. "You two make a great couple."

"Debbie, come on now." Cameron had warning in his voice.

"Team, I meant a great team. You make a great team." She finished her third drink of the game and went to the kitchen to bring another bottle of wine to the table, topping off everyone's glasses. By now, everybody was either drunk or well on their way.

It had been about an hour, and we were looking to snatch the lead before everyone got bored enough to leave.

"Deal."

I perked up at the word. "Really?" My dad flipped open his wallet and threw sixty dollars at me. "That's all I have, so I want one of your pink places too." I tossed his cards and he chuckled. "Sucker."

As luck would have it, they managed to beat us within the next fifteen minutes. I wasn't upset, and split the winnings with my partner. "Well done, teammate. We came out in the black."

Kyle and my dad had completely changed their attitude and were currently on the patio blasting music and doing shots. "Team K forever, baby!" They shouted so loud I thought they would wake the dead.

"Come on, let's join them." Cassie yanked me from my seat and we rushed outside to partake in the shot competition developing between my father and somebody half his age.

The Final Countdown was blaring on the deck and we came out dancing, singing whatever parts we knew with drinks in hand. It was a nice night out for an alcohol fueled patio party, made even better when Cameron flared up the barbeque and threw on anything edible he could find. This ranged from burgers and sausages to mushrooms and macaroni. I'm not sure how he barbequed macaroni, but the man pulled it off flawlessly.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw dim orange lights coming from the kitchen, and realized my Mom wasn't on the patio anymore. "Oh no, guys, please don't."

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" The sounds of horribly timed drunks celebrating my belated birthday overpowered the music playing above us and burnt my face a fantastic shade of red.

My Mother placed the cake in front of me and kept singing.

I sat smiling like an idiot through the song and blew out the candles, clapping and whistles erupting from the crowd that was singing to me. "Thank you, everyone." I stuffed a huge piece of chocolate cake in my mouth and almost moaned because it tasted so good.

"Happy birthday, G-Man." My Mom exclaimed, sitting next to me and kissing my cheek. "What did you wish for?"

My eyes inadvertently wandered to Cassie standing in the background, gazing over the open lake and looking intently for a star to fall overhead. "I don't need to wish for anything, I've got all I need right here."

"But a car wouldn't hurt, right amigo?" Kyle clinked beers with me and fist bumped me. "Anyway, good job surviving another year, keep doing that." Leave it to Kyle to make birthdays seem dark.

I made my way through the crowd to Cassie and joined her in leaning on the railing, looking for something star-like to shoot by. "See anything yet, Cas?"

She shook her head. "Not yet, they're waiting for me to look away before they show themselves. Tricky bastards, they are."

Adam was entertaining his young friends down on the beach with an army of sparklers, letting them light up the night and encouraging their banshee like wails as they ran like maniacs beside the water.

"You know," Cassie lowered her voice as low as she cold without it being swept away by the music. "I still have a birthday present to give you."

"You do?"

"If you still like the colour red, yes."

"It's my favourite." I smiled heartily.

"Then if you're patient, you've got quite the gift coming your way." Just when I thought life couldn't get any sweeter, she knows just how to pour some sugar on me. (Yes that was a reference).

The night withered away until I found myself sitting on the couch outside watching the stars with only Cassie beside me, everyone else either on the beach with the kids or asleep. After a huge day of orgasms and drinking, Cassie was deservedly exhausted. Slumped against my shoulder, she had managed to lull herself into a deep sleep.

Her snoring was buzzing in my ear as I took her drink from her so she couldn't spill it. Looking at the stars while having her rest on me was peaceful in a serene type of way. I had taken over her job of watching the stars for any activity, but my drunkenness was making it hard to focus on the tiny balls of light twinkling above me.

It was only hard to focus until I saw a bright beam blast across the skyline in an instant, seeming to ignite everything around it in a burst of white light. Hoping she had seen it, I turned to Cassie. She was passed out cold, unaware that I'd just witnessed one of the few things that could ever rival her beauty.

"Make a wish, Cas." I whispered to her, burying my nose in her hair and inhaling the intoxicating scent of mango and mint leaves. "I think I get why you like nature now." I concentrated, like I thought it made a difference, and tried to think of a wish.

"You're asleep, you won't tell, right?" No response from her. We sat motionless, with me running through what would be a good perfect wish to make on Cassie's star. Fresh air circulated in my lungs and cleared my head, sobering me up for just long enough so I could have a clear thought."

"I wish that this, whatever this is, whatever we have," I stopped to try and form my feelings into words. "I hope it works out." She sighed in her dreams and I took it as a sigh of approval.

I gently lifted her unconscious form and carried her inside, stepping slowly so as not to wake her. She tumbled onto her bed and I covered her in blankets after stripping her down to just her underwear, so she would be comfortable. Besides, I didn't think she would mind me seeing her in just black lace panties, all things considered.

The rest of the night passed uneventfully, though my thoughts were far from the same. I replayed every touch, every kiss, and every sight I had been exposed to. Part of me was ready to go wake Cassie up for a quickie, but it was too risky with the rest of the group not bursting inside and making a ton of racket doing it.

I managed to drift off to sleep just as I heard somebody pouring another round of drinks. A regular group of children, they are.

The next morning I awoke earlier than usual, and it seemed I had beat everyone to the punch. Cassie's door was closed, and I could hear Kyle snoring on the other side of his wooden barrier. Tiptoeing down the hallway was causing little creeks to emit from all around me, only ceasing when I reached the kitchen.

Deb was already awake, and seemingly the only one. "Morning, sunshine. Why are you up so early?"

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and grumbled, pointing to the coffee machine. Deb handed me the pot and a cup. The dark brown liquid smelt like freedom, freedom from my sleepy state. The steam rising from it curled up and I inhaled the deep, hearty aroma. Deb set the milk and sugar in front of me and I enthusiastically filled the empty space left in the cup with all the dairy it would contain, before topping it off with just a dash of sugar.

The drink passed through my lips and woke me up from the inside out. "Better?" Deb asked as she turned back to the stove.

With a deep sigh, I smiled wide, ready to face the day. "Better."

"Good, that means you can help with breakfast."

"Gladly, food is my specialty." I took a big gulp of caffeine and stepped up beside Deb.

She had all the burners turned on, cooking eggs in one pan, sausage and bacon in another, pancakes in third one, and grilled vegetables in the last one. In addition to that, there was a waffle iron making quite the spectacle off in the corner. Batter was dripping from the creases and letting out the most delicious of scents.

"I heard you were going to culinary school, so I figured you'd be able to help me cook up something worth eating." She was whipping cream in a large green bowl with a handheld blender, trying to get it to turn into whipped cream.