The others are already there

I had hoped for a repeat show once we got to the cabin, but Stephanie’s car was already there when we pulled up, the passengers patiently waiting for Rachel to let them all inside. The place was bright and clean, with an old-fashioned charm to it, and had that great smell you only find in the mountains.

Rachel gave us all a quick tour:

There were three bedrooms in the place, with a single Master Bedroom at one end of the cabin, and two Guest Rooms at the other end. The guest rooms were connected by a single shared bathroom, built into the adjoining wall.

Amy squealed with delight upon learning that the hot tub out back had an overhang protecting it from the rain, meaning she’d actually have an excuse to show off her new swimsuits over spring break. She wouldn’t be getting an entire beach ogling her, as she’d originally intended, but Simon and I (and I suppose Talia and Rachel), would suffice.

Things were pretty chill that first night. We lounged around the living room, relaxing and drinking a little more from the liquor cabinet than was probably reasonable. Simon had started taking guitar lessons a few months ago, and at everyone’s insistence he played for a bit. The guy wasn’t exactly “good” in the objective sense of the word, but we all enjoyed his efforts nonetheless.

His playing got worse after the girls changed into their pjs.

Stephanie wore a baggy basketball jersey, though her prodigious breasts still stretched out the material where it counted. As an added bonus, I could see the swelling cups of her yellow bra through the enormous arm holes. The whole thing dropped down mid-thigh, so I had no idea what kind of underwear she was wearing beneath it when she dropped her perky round ass onto Simon’s lap.

Amy came out braless, her tits bouncing beneath a t-shirt she had picked up after some concert. My eyes immediately dropped to the tight panties she was wearing, and the way they dipped inside the cleave of her incredible, athletic butt.

Elizabeth opted to wear something cozy, hiding her voluptuous body beneath a long-sleeved, button-up top and matching pants. Modest as the clothes were cut, I couldn’t help but admire the way her disproportionately large boobs made their presence known every time she stuck out her chest and yawned. The sight of Elizabeth in those pajamas prompted me to imagine long, happy nights snuggling up with her under the covers, warming my hands beneath her shirt as I lovingly fondled her breasts.

Rachel came out a short time later, blushing slightly. She was wearing a pair of boxers and a tight purple tank top that snagged nicely against her breasts.

Talia followed behind, wearing some stretchy shorts that showed off the delicious curve of her ass. Her top, which had once been an ordinary black tee shirt, was now bordering on ridiculously slutty. Talia had taken a pair of scissors to the neckline, slashing it down so that her unsupported tits were practically falling out. The sleeves had been cut away with jagged lines to show off her slender shoulders, and a final jagged cut at the bottom of the garment ensured that every inch of her sexy, slender midriff was clearly exposed.

I flashed back to a few hours earlier, when Talia had teased me by pulling at her own beautiful naked breasts as she came, and suddenly I could think of nothing I wanted to do more than to throw my exotic friend to the ground and fuck her **** right in front of everyone.

But she had a girlfriend, so that option wasn’t even on the table. Instead, I made the best of the evening, enjoying friendly company, sexy scenery, and a really good bottle of wine that I was way too young to properly appreciate.

Around two AM, we all finally decided to turn in for the night.