A Summer at the Cabin By the Lake

Chapter 1 by Vasquez114 Vasquez114

You're asleep, gently being rocked back and forth. The dreams are pleasant, you've just killed the bad guy, saved the day and gotten the girl.

"John," you hear a female voice say distinctly in the background, yet you ignore it for the sake of your dream.

The girl, a busty brunette with a torn shirt reaches up to you and pulls you into a passionate embrace, getting ready to kiss. She practically crawls up your shirt, planting her lips over-

"Hey, John Doe, WAKE UP!!!"

Suddenly, you're back in reality, and it's not quite as pleasant as the dreams were. You have a headache from leaning your head up against the passenger window of a moderate sedan, a small trail of your saliva still dripping down the window.

"Eww John, I thought you stopped drooling in your sleep," the voice says. As your eyes adjust to the world around you, you see the driver and remember where you are. It's Heather, your friend since the first grade and your one time crush. She's the one driving, but her beauty is striking regardless. Her bright green eyes are focused on the road, but she flashes them over to you every so often to see how you are. They brighten and a smile creeps across her face.

"Hiya sleepyhead," she says with that award-winning smile, "sorry to wake ya, but we're almost there."

Still groggy, you manage to get out, "Why'd you have to yell?"

She shrugs her shoulders, sending her red hair around her neck from underneath the Dodgers baseball cap and lifting her C-cup breasts ever so slightly.

"I dunno, boredom. Anywho, we're getting there soon, you promise to be nice to the other girls? They're my friends."

"Better friends than me?" you ask with a slightly sarcastic grin.

"Never!" she says defensively. You break out into a laugh and she realizes that you're joking. In a cute manner, she starts to giggle along with you. You wonder how you even got into this scheme.

It started, what, two, three weeks ago? You got a call out of nowhere, it was Heather, all bubbly and screechy. Hell, the contact was more than enough, since you haven't seen her since high school graduation three years ago. You still have somewhat of a crush on her, so you just said yes to whatever she had to say. Turns out she got access to this cabin by the lake for the summer, she just had to share it with three of her friends. They needed a fifth person to share the rent, and guess who Heather suggested the fifth be? So, that's what got you here. The first half of the drive had been pleasant enough, you catching up with Heather over old times and old loves, with Heather going over in serious detail every one of her last breakups. Eventually, you dozed off.

As you see trees surrounding you now, you ask, "How long was I out?"

"'bout three hours, one hour since we left the last town," she retorts.

"Aren't you tired?" you ask.

"Never say die," she replies with that cute smile again. You swear that she's got dimples on her pale skin, but you can't confirm anything. "Here we are," she says, as the trees that line you give way to a glorious panorama. It certainly is beautiful though, mountains all around, some with snow peaks even in the summer for some odd reason, with a lake so clear it acts like a mirror. Ahead along the rocky road, there is your cabin. You can see a few more cabins on the other side of the lake, but yours is by far the largest. It's two stories tall, and very spacious. You can see a dock with a rowboat by the lake and around back a jacuzzi. Standing out front on the deck you see three goddesses, and your jaw almost hits the floor (while your erection almost hits the roof).

The tall, blonde, southern looking girl is the first to catch your eye. She's maybe an inch or two shorter than you, with blonde hair that easily reaches down to her very nice ass. The plaid halter-top that barely holds in her D-cup breasts, cutoff jeans, cowboy boots and hat lend to her southern appearance, though you're certain you can almost hear a Texan drawl from here. She waves wildly as the car comes up.

The girl standing next to her is even more of a knockout. She's a shorter Latina with a slightly softer, though not overweight appearance. Her skin is tanned a nice mocha color, and she looks quite nice. Her DD breasts are practically falling out of the dark green bikini top she's wearing, while the camo pants hug her substantial ass very nicely, though the combat boots make her look a bit tough. Her face is soft and round with full lips, eyes covered in sunglasses, and long, curvy black hair with blonde streaks tied back behind her head. She smiles widely as the car comes up.

Finally, there is the smallest girl of the four you are to be rooming with. She looks Japanese and looks very cute, even if she's just wearing a T-shirt and jeans. She's short and with a slightly almond complexion. She doesn't have the curves that the other girls do, with quite a petite figure and B-cup breasts, but her face and wide smile are cute regardless. She watches the car through a pair of wire-rimmed glasses with enthusiasm.

Finally, the car pulls up and you get out, stretching for the first time in ages. The girls flock to Heather, all hugging her and kissing her on the cheeks, shrieking and talking rapidly as only girls can. Finally, one of the other girls notices you.

"Hey, Heather, who's the stud?" the Latina asks to your friend under hear breath.

Heather notices you as if she forgot, and runs on over, pulling you enthusiastically by the arm to meet the girls.

"Hey John, I want you to meet the ladies. Ladies, if you'd be so kind as to make an introduction."

The blonde cowgirl comes up first, and you were right, she speaks in an enthusiastic Texas drawl, "Hey hon', name's Charlotte, we heard all about ya!" She gives you a warm hug and a peck on the cheek.

The Latina steps up and quickly wraps her arms around you in a hug, crushing her massive breasts against your chest, the parting to speak up, "Hi, I'm Ashlyn, though if you want you can call me Ash. Whatever floats your boat really," she says enthusiastically with a smile and a wink.

Finally, the Japanese girl comes up and gives you a polite handshake, muttering, "Hi, my name is Katie." She quickly retreats to the group with her other friends.

"So, what's on the agenda today?" Heather asks enthusiastically, completely unphased by the six hour drive she just took.

"Well, we still need to unpack," Katie indicates, pointing over to the van that the other three girls came over in.

"But we still haven't tried out the lake," Ash indicates, pointing to the water.

"Then again, we could celebrate now that we're all here," Charlotte suggests.

The suggestions with four beautiful women all sound very enticing, especially seeing Ash in that swimsuit of hers and the prospect of going down to the lake, but then again, you and Heather are both very tired from the trip over.

"I dunno," Heather says, "what about you John, what's your pleasure?"

So, what next?

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