Lakeside

"Turn left ahead," Kelly says, looking up from her phone. Her bare feet are kicked up onto the dash of the Camry as she sags into the passenger seat.

"Your feet smell horrible," I say, wrinkling my nose. I thumb the turning indicator and turn onto the asphalt road she indicated. We left town almost twenty minutes ago and haven't seen a house for miles.

She wrinkles her toes and giggles. "I'll dip them in the lake. Don't worry."

I sigh. "I guess this is the price I pay," I murmur.

The lake creeps up on our right side, small outcroppings of beautiful maple and elm trees peppering its borders. The moonlight dresses their leaves in silver, giving them an ethereal glow that is lost during the day.

We ride with the windows down, enjoying the cool breeze. Kelly slipped on my jacket a while ago, and I keep the heater on our feet to counterbalance the temperature streaming in from outside. "I can't believe you hid beer from me. I saw you scrambling to get into the car on time!"

Kelly looks over at me, the tip of her finger pinched between her teeth. Her blonde curls flutter around her, dancing with the world. "Hmm, yeah. Did it after the cookout. Hopefully, the cooler kept them chilled. Brought some liquor, too." She slides a small bottle of vodka from the side-pocket of the door, and I look at her with raised eyebrows.

She bites her lip, winking. "I came to celebrate, bro!" Her feet slide from the dash as she sticks her head out the window, raising up on one knee. "Whoooo!" she yells into the night, her arms raised in celebration.

"Hey!" I say, quickly slapping her on the ass and grabbing her hip. "Get back in here!" The car veers into the other lane for a moment, but I correct it. My nootropic mind remains in total control of the vehicle, of course, but I thought it would be fun to scare her a bit.

She falls back into her seat, giggling. "No more football," she smiles, dreamily.

"As good as you are, I don't understand how you couldn't like it. To everyone watching, you dominated. It seems like you love it."

She perches her lips, thinking. "Yeah, guess so. Turn right up here."

A small dirt outcrop meets the asphalt. I slow down and turn onto it, while Kelly looks around. "It's about a half mile ahead. Through the trees and over the hill. Right on the water's edge."

"I didn't know this was out here."

"Yeah, Mary and I used to come here. Her uncle owns this land."

"And he won't show up?"

Kelly slides her delicate fingers across the console and onto my thigh. "No one will show up, Dom. It's just us out here. No one else, for once." The heat in her eyes warms me against the cold streaming in through the windows, and I gulp.

"What do you have planned for me, I wonder?"

She shrugs, sliding her hand away. Nonchalantly, she brushes her hair from her eyes. "I dunno. Guess you'll have to see."

"Guess I will."

I slow down as we drive down the worn dirt road. Holes and rocks litter the dusty path, and I swerve in between and around them in an attempt to save our Camry from their ****. Kelly continues to look out the window, humming a soft tune, while twirling a lock of hair between her fingers. The trees grow thicker for a few minutes, so thick that I can only see darkness a few feet past their dense trunks, but thin out again as we reach the edge of the lake.

I pull into a private beach of sorts: large bushes line the left treeline, the lake laps on a small sandy shore ahead, and trees fill the remainder of the view. I park along the trees to our right and put the car in park, looking out the window at the serene scene before me. An old fire pit sits on the edge of the sand, and I spy a few stumps next to it that have been fashioned into simple stools. "It's rather beautiful," I say, looking back at Kelly.

"It is. Mary and I had a lot of fun out here. First time I got drunk was sitting on that chunk of wood, over there." Kelly opens her door and slides out of the seat, my eyes savoring her uniform flexing across her hips as she does.

"Oh? What's Mary like, by the way? She hasn't come around our house much. Is she really easy?" I smirk at the last question, knowing that it will trigger Kelly.

Sure enough, Kelly slams the door behind her and glares at me over the roof of the car. "Easy? I once saw her suck a golf ball through a garden hose, then slide the garden hose a foot into her throat without blinking. She's a dirty whore that would fuck a stick if there was nothing else around."

Kelly's gaze softened, and she smiled. "But she's one of my best friends. So stay away from her."

I roll my eyes at Kelly and follow her to the trunk of the Camry. I pop it for my sister and lean against a large maple tree beside the car while she bends over to grab something from within. "Don't worry, baby girl. I'm not interested in her. Although she does have a great rack." Kelly's uniform skirt rides up, revealing her creamy thighs and the hem of her spandex shorts.

Kelly pulls a cooler out of the trunk and looks over her shoulder at me. "Yeah, she does, doesn't she? Hey, come get this cooler."

I take the old red cooler, one that had lingered in our garage for several years now, and start walking towards the fire pit. I hear the trunk close, and Kelly jogs to catch me. She carries a backpack, several blankets, some lighter fluid, and a small lunchbox.

"Bring enough stuff?" I ask, arching an eyebrow.

But I pick up on her elevated heart rate. It has been rising since the moment we left the stadium. The closer we got to here, the more nervous she has become. It doesn't take the nootropic **** to know why. She made her intentions clear as day, earlier.

Kelly smiles and points to one of the stumps. "Drop the cooler on that for a minute, for me."

I put the worn fiberglass box on the stump as commanded and pop open the lid to check out what she brought. The beers from earlier that we bought, some wine coolers, and some seltzers. Not a bad assortment. Next to me, Kelly fans out one of the blanks and lays it on top of the sandy beach, a few feet away from the fire. "Think you can get that thing started?" She asks, nodding towards the fire pit.

I grab the lighter fluid she brought, plus some matches from the backpack. While I gather some tinder and work on getting the fire going, Kelly lays out another blanket and settles onto it with her legs folded behind her. "Done yet?" she calls, looking over her shoulder at the grassy bank between us. I wander around, still gathering sticks.

"It takes a little longer to start a fire than to lay out a blanket, you know," I shoot back.

She chuckles and falls backward onto the blanket, arms spread eagle style. "I know," I hear, barely murmured. I finish searching for wood and return to the firebase, then use the lighter fluid to quickly get a fire going. It only takes a moment, and soon we have a small inferno burning away the night's coolness. A stack some hardwood branches on it in a pyramidal shape to keep it alive for a while.

I look across the flames at my sister and smile. She already has a seltzer popped open and is slowly sipping it. "You sure you want to drink that now?" I ask. "Beer before liquor, never been sicker. That's what Mom used to tell me anyway."

Kelly perches her lips and sets it on the other stump. The bottle of vodka appears in her hand instead. "You just want to get me drunk," she murmurs, unscrewing the top. "Unfortunately for you, I have the drinking tolerance of a forty-year-old alcoholic!" Kelly takes a big swig from the vodka bottle and gulps it down without blinking.

I walk over to the blanket and sit down beside her, taking the vodka from her outstretched hand. "So, you and Mary used to come here, huh? That where your tolerance comes from?"

"Among other things," she shoots back, demurely. She scoots over to me and rests her head against my shoulder while I take a swig of the potent drink. She sniffs a few times, then snorts. "I stink," she murmurs, looking up at me.

I cut my eyes down to my sister, seeing an expectant look in her gaze. My nootropic brain already knows what she wants, but I don't play into it yet. "You do." I wrap an arm around her back, rubbing her shoulder, and look out over the lake. "If only there was a shower or bath or something around here you could wash off in."

"Yeah," she says, joining the direction of my gaze with her own.

Shards of white flutter across the jet-black surface of the lake as the evening breeze stirs the water and breaks the Moon's reflection on its soft surface. I bet it is cold as shit. "Anyways, I think I might go for a swim. Catch you later?" Before Kelly can answer, I hop up from the blanket and pull my shirt overhead. I throw it on her face, eliciting a giggle from my sister, and kick off my shoes. My jeans and underwear join the shirt as she yanks it from her face and drops it onto the blanket next to her.

Fully naked, my skin already prickling with goosebumps from the evening breeze, I hold a hand out to Kelly. She grins, trying to take mine in hers, but I slip away from her grasp and clench my fingers together sarcastically. "The vodka, dear. It's cold as shit like this. I need some liquid warmth."

"I can tell," she murmurs, looking at my groin as she hands me the liquor. I take a heavy shot and hand the bottle back to her, then look down at my normally magnificent rod.

"I hate to see how he'll look once I'm in the water," I murmur. I perch my lips and shrug. "Oh well."

Before Kelly can answer, I take off towards the water. It's only a dozen feet or so, and soon the cool waves are licking at my feet. I turn back to Kelly as I wade deeper and raise my hands as if grasping the world around us. "So are you just going to watch, or do you plan to join me?"

"Ha!" Kelly says, as she stands up. Even from this distance, I can see the hunger building in her expression. Feel the energy winding up in her muscular form. Eyes locked on mine and with the light of the fire dancing across her side, she slowly slides out of her cheerleading uniform. Her hand grasps the rear zipper and pulls it down, smirking, and the tight fabric pops away from her back. She clutches it against her chest, holding it in place.

"Don't need my help this time?" I ask, smiling.

"Not with this," she shoots back, slowly lowering the top and revealing her pert breasts to me. The orange light of the flames turns her creme skin a delectable amber color, while the shadows of the night enhance the curve of her hips and the valley of her breasts. The uniform goes lower, past her toned stomach, and down her thighs. She leans forward as she drags it down and off of her body, pressing her breasts together between her arms, a demure grin on her lips. Slowly, she steps out of the uniform and stands straight, wearing only a simple black thong.

"You are beautiful." I admire the contours of her body: the sway of her hips as she slowly walks towards me, the fullness of her wet lips as she presses them to mine, and the channel of her spine as my fingers trace a line down it and onto the soft flesh of her muscular ass. Kelly molds herself to me as we stand ankle-deep in the water, our lips intertwined like our bodies soon will be, sharing our love for each other. I break our kiss for a moment and grab her hands in mine. My forehead presses to hers, and I sigh. "I love you, Kelly."

She nestles her forehead against mine, then kisses me again. Softly. "I love you," she answers back, her words broken by the journey of her lips down my neck and onto my chest.

"Ah," I grunt, savoring the feeling of her tongue against me. My cock brushes against her smooth abdomen, breathing life into it as it engorges and presses against her harder. Immediately, her delicate fingers grasp onto it and begin to stroke me, as her lips plant kisses across my chest.

"Come on," she says, pulling away and leading me deeper into the water by my cock.

I follow behind her, the moonlight soon my only light source, as we sink deeper into the cooler water. To our knees, then our waists. I shudder as the waves lap at my cock. It softens for a moment, but only a moment, as my sister works to keep me hard. Finally, Kelly turns to me and smiles. Our lips join together again as she continues to rub my cock, slowly, teasingly, and I feel her leg wrap around my waist. I sink deeper into the water as she jumps onto my lap, and suddenly her chest is pressing against mine while my cock rubs against the soft cotton of her thong. A whimper escapes her soft lips as she grinds against me, the coldness of the water forgotten by both of us.

One hand supports her as she wraps herself around me, while my other grabs onto her full breast and gently squeezes it. Kelly bites my lower lip and moans at the sensation of my hand sinking into the soft flesh. I find her nipple, hard in the cool water, and tease it between my fingers. Our kiss broken, Kelly only leans into my neck as she savors the feeling of my hands holding her.

My hand finds her other breast, and I kiss Kelly's forehead. Her blonde hair dips into the water and splays around us, barely visible in the moonlit darkness. It tickles against my chest and eagerly clings to our skin. My other hand slides down her back and onto her ass, eliciting a shiver from my sister as she melds herself closer to me. "Feeling clean?" I ask, my voice husky and low.

"Almost," she answers, equal desire lacing hers.

My cock rubs against her mound again, but this time I push it against her more forcefully. I slide my hips lower so that my head falls between her legs instead, then push forward. My cock rubs between her lips, against her opening, and then past it to the rough skin of her asshole. Kelly shivers as I repeat the motion, then again. Her hips start to roll against me, forcing the warmth of her pussy onto the head of my cock as it brushes past.

The hand gripping her ass slides further south and between her buttcheeks. I savor the feeling of her ass wrapping around it as I hook a finger around the sheer material of her thong and pull it aside. My cock slides down her mound and between her lips again, but this time our skin meets. Kelly moans as my cockhead pushes against her opening, then past it once more.

"The shore," she whimpers, as her hips buck and push against mine. Her lips find me again, eager and hungry. Smiling into our kiss, I nod, then secure her legs around me with both hands. Kelly still wrapped around me and my cock still rubbing her wet lips, I carry her out of the water and back onto the beach.

We fall into the blankets and the warmth of the fire, the lake forgotten behind us. Kelly lays beneath me, squirming and flexing with each kiss of my lips down her neck. My tongue drags a shimmering line across her sternum, down beside her right breast, and then up onto her dark, hard nipple. I swallow it between my lips and warm it with my tongue, sending a shiver through my sister's body. My hands tease and explore, admiring every aspect of her.

Kelly grabs my hair and pulls me closer to her breast, and I take more of the soft creamy flesh into my mouth. My hand slides down her creamy thigh and onto her mound, finding her panties have returned to their position. I slide Kelly's nipple from my mouth and sit back, looking down at my younger sister as she bites her lip and squirms beneath me.

Again, I enjoy the softness of her thighs. Feel the wamrth radiating from between her legs. My cock rests between us, almost touching her. Kelly's chest is flushed red with excitement or nervousness or pure desire; I don't know. "I don't think you need these anymore," I say, locking eyes with her. My fingers slide against her swollen pussy lips, behind the cotton fabric of her thong, and rip it away in one swift motion. The fabric tears away from her hips and disappears into the pile of clothes nearby, while Kelly immediately closes her eyes and pushes her hips towards me.

"Fuck," she whimpers, arching her back. "That was hot. What are you doing to me?"

"Daddy."

"Huh?" Her eyes open in confusion, and her hips calm down for a moment.

"That's 'What are you doing to me, Daddy?'"

Kelly bites her lip and grins, then sags back into the blanket. "What are you doing to me, Daddy?" she purrs. Her breath hitches as I slide a finger between her swollen lips and into her. "Hah!" she whimpers. Kelly's pussy wraps around my finger like magma, burning and constricting me as I slide in and out of her. I lean forward over Kelly, ker smaller frame overshadowed by mine as I continue to finger her, and whisper into her ear.

"I'm love my girl," I murmur, immediately noticing the tremors spreading throughout her body. "I'm loving you. You've been a good girl, and you deserve a reward."

Her pussy tightens around my finger for a moment and her mouth opens in a silent scream. "I just came, Daddy," she whimpers, her eyes closed again.

"Good, dear. The first reward of many."

I continue to kiss Kelly as I finger her, warming her body up for what is coming. I stroke her g-spot with practiced precision while I slide my tongue down her sternum again, enjoying the feeling of Kelly's fingers digging into my hair. Her pussy quivers again, joined by a hungry moan from my sister, and I smile. By the time my lips reach her waist, she's cumming again. Her breath comes hot and heavy, each fervent gasp sending a shock through my cock. "Ahh!" she whimpers as her hands slide from my hair and fall beside her.

My tongue slides down her shaved mound and down the side of her vulva, across her opening, and back up to her clitoris. Kelly's body tremors at its movements, her thick thighs clinching together against the side of my head. She moans and bites her lip as I gently tease her clit with my tongue.

"Please, Daddy," she manages, between broken gasps.

"Please what, Dear?" I ask, sliding my tongue lower and into her molten core. My tongue laps at the slick heat of her walls, while I send my hands up to her breasts to squeeze and tease her.

"Just fuck me, please," she whimpers. Her cerulean eyes look down at me, framed by messey blonde hair, and I see the epitome of desire reflecting within them. My tongue slides out of her pussy and up her clit, sending her eyes rolling for one moment, then further up her abdomen and onto her breasts. I tease her nipple for a moment as I align my cockhead to her sopping hole and start to press against her. "Fuck me, fuck me," she murmurs, biting her lip.

Finally, my lips find hers again and I press my dick into her. She moans into our kiss as her body stretches and contorts around mine, so tight that it seemingly wants to push me out. Slowly, steadily, I push against her tightness. One inch, then two. Our tongues meet, wrapping around each other in a loving ouroboros. Three inches. She whimpers, biting my lips. I slide deeper, deeper. Her tightness suffocates my cock, gripping me as if life depends on it. Deeper. Kelly quivers and spasms, relaxing into the blanket. "More," she moans, raise her legs and locking them onto my waist. "More, Daddy, please, more," she begs, looking up at me with wide eyes. She pulls me even deeper, faster, her harsh breathing turning into a seductive roar as I finally bottom out within her.

"Ahhh!" she screeches, finally feeling the base of my cock pressing against her lips. "Ah, it's... so much."

I kiss her again, leaving my cock still inside of her, savoring her tightness. "I love you, dear," I murmur, and she coos.

"I love you, Daddy," Kelly whispers back. "I love you, I love you. Fuck, I love you." Her hips start to roll against me, begging me to move in response, forcing me to slide in and out of her.

"I can't last long like this," I breathe, already feeling my orgasm approaching. Her tightness, her sexiness, just... her. It's too much.

"Ohhh," she whimpers, grinning. "Are you gonna cum in me, Daddy? Are you gonna fill this little girl's pussy up with your cum? Make me a..." Her pussy quivers and shakes around me, an orgasm induced only by her **** desire. "Fuck, Dom, fuck," she squeeks out.

Grinning, I start to slide in and out of her. Faster and faster. Her legs relax as I back out until only my head is within her, then slide forward again. She screams with lust as I fully sheathe myself in her again. "Yes, dear. I'm going to stretch this virgin pussy out and fill it full of my cum. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Walking around with my cum filling you up?"

"Yes, Daddy, please," she murmurs, her body twisting and writhing in pleasure beneath me.

The fire is forgotten. The lake ignored. The only things in existence are us, Kelly and I, locked in a beautiful union that builds in a magnificent crescendo.

"I'm cumming!" I roar, feeling the moment overtake me. Her body latches onto me, legs around my waist, as her own orgasm milks and please for me to explode within her. "Ahhh!" She moans, biting onto my neck and clawing into my back. Energy floods my balls, through my shaft, and explodes out of my cock in a supernova of pleasure.

I sag into Kelly, feeling my body pumping cum into her. She whimpers and sighs as I cum in her, her hips gently bucking beneath me even now. "Fill me up," she whispers, stroking my hair.

My vision darkens at the strength of my orgasm. I lay atop her for a moment, then another. Long past when my cock grows soft and slides from her warm embrace, I roll over next to her. Kelly rolls onto her side, naked, and looks at me. Adoration is in her eyes, intertwining with the passion of the fire behind us. Her blonde hair tumbles across her flushed chest and sways in the breeze.

"Wow," I murmur, still out of breath.

"Wow," she says back. Her lips part in a grin. "I can feel your cum leaking out of me." My sister reaches behind her with her offhand and scoops some from between her legs, then shows me. A large, gooey clump of cum slides around her palm. Before I can think to stop her, she brings her palm to her lips and eagerly licks it clean, her tongue shimmering with my cum. She swallows it down without hesitation, then shows me her empty mouth. "Did I do good?" she purrs, scooting closer to me. Her slick palm wraps onto my soft cock and gently strokes it. "Good enough for more rewards, Daddy?"

"Aren't you sore?" I ask, already hardening again.

"A little. But there's still so much I want to do," she says, her face lighting up in an even wider grin.