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 Lake District Adventure (Mfg, ped)

   edited by this guy (thisguy.1066@gmail.com)

   Summary: A story submitted to but never posted on Loliwood Studios due
to an extremely large number of grammatical errors.  A young man has fun
with two sisters...



   It was early morning and exactly the day of his twenty-first birthday.
Tom was in the harbor, preparing the boat for the long trip that awaited
him and his seventeen-year-old girlfriend.

   Tom's been waiting for this trip for a really long time.  Together with
Wanda they had planned it for months: A solitary journey along the shores
and canals of Lake District on Tom's uncle's yacht.  The romantic sunset
viewing, solitude of fireplaces on the shores of deserted island, long days
in the sun onboard a gently rocking boat.  That was supposed to be perfect.

   Yes, indeed.  However life wasn't so perfect, at least that's what Tom
thought when Wanda told him her news.  Her parents decided to have their
second honeymoon just at the same time their older daughter and her love
decided to have their holidays.  This left Wendy, Wanda's 11-year-old
sister unattended.  Despite protests and fights it was decided Wanda's
going to take care of her baby sister.

   Tom got mad when he heard that but didn't want to give up the adventure
they planned for so long.  Finally they managed to fix everything fine and
the little pain in the ass was going to partake in their dream journey.

   He's just finished packing the bags and all the necessary equipment when
the girls arrived.  Wanda looked gorgeous.  She was tall, slim with long,
blonde hair that framed her cute face with little perky nose and small ruby
mouth.  She had fair, flawless complexion.  Her breasts were a nice pair of
medium sized twins, firm and fleshy, that wiggled a bit under her shirt. 
She must've "forgotten" her bra again, thought Tom.  Wanda seemed to
"forget" it quite often recently especially when she was meeting him.  He
just loved it.  She also had very nicely curved full hips, the firmest,
roundest ass in the world and really long legs.

   Yes, indeed, Wanda would be the personification of a wet dream for most
of world's male population.

   Tom took his girlfriend's luggage and looked at the little obstacle to
his full happiness.

   He had to admit little Wendy was hard to be hated.  She was almost
perfect copy of her older sister, except for her age and the length of her
hair.  Her haircut reached just under her chin.  Very tall for her age she
was, however, a bit skinny.  Being only eleven she didn't yet have the
feminine shapes of Wanda but already two shy little buds were poking from
her chest and she lost most of her baby fat as well.  She was going to be a
heartbreaker just like her sister in only a few years.

   The clothes they wore deepened their similarity.  Both of them had a
pair of really short jeans shorts on, nicely clad over their round butts.
The top was a short-sleeved cotton shirt, tied in a knot under the breast
line.  Both of them wore sandals.  If not for the 6 years difference in age
one would say they were twins.

   Tom took a moment to absorb the beauty of the sisters and with a heavy
sigh he decided that he could put up with little Wendy during this journey.
The heck with that, it wasn't the end of the world, he thought.

   The man took her luggage and placed it in the small cabin under the
deck. It was quite small and that was the biggest pain he found in the
whole "little sister" case.  Wendy would have to sleep in the same place as
they did and that meant - no sex.  Unless of course they managed to put her
to sleep and then sneak out to the deck, he thought.  Or some adventure on
the shore maybe.  The other option seemed more possible, especially that he
took a small tent so that the two of them could camp on the dry land with
Wendy onboard the yacht.  It was the least he could do to give them some
privacy...

   Once onboard he ordered both of the girls to help him with the take-off.
He knew both of them could swim well so he let them forget the life
jackets. Half an hour later they took off with Tom directing the yacht down
the main canal, north, toward the very heart of the Lake District.  He
smiled to himself as the warm breeze gently touched his face.  He supposed
this would be the vacations of his life but would never think of a scenario
that was about to happen.

   Their first day was busy with work.  Of course, they had the route
planned exactly before but there always are some last-minute amendments and
changes and so it was then.  For the next couple hours they didn't leave
the boat, dashing along the canal and then across numerous smaller or
bigger lakes under full sails.  Tom was delighted to become the skipper of
this yacht, as it was a pleasure indeed to use it.

   The girls helped him put the sails up but soon they lost any interest in
the boat herself and decided to catch some tan instead.  As startled as he
was by their clothing already he got even more.  The sisters hid in the
cabin under the deck to get changed.  He could hear them giggle.  When they
left, they had exactly same bikinis on.  He was treated with a little show
as both of them posed for him to present their swimsuits.  These were made
of a bright, tricolor fabric, quite a thin and elastic one, tightly clad
over their slender bodies.  Wanda's bra seemed to be at least two sizes too
small; the colorful triangles hardly covered a quarter of her nice, round
tits.  Wendy's bust was much smaller and the bra fit seemingly better but
nevertheless it was tight and one could see her small nipples protruding
through the material.  The bikini panties were thongs that consisted almost
exclusively of green, yellow and red strings with just a small triangle of
clothing up front and completely nothing in the back.  Two pairs of firm
rounded ass-cheeks were proudly visible in all their glory.  The front view
revealed the fact that Wanda apparently shaved most of her pubic hair as it
would surely be clearly visible otherwise.  He switched his look to the
younger sister and decided she hadn't grown hair down there as yet.  Her
panties wouldn't conceal that as well.  This sudden thought appeared
surprisingly erotic to him.

   "My, my!" he exclaimed.  Wanda had never before showed him that hot
bikini and he was impressed.

   "Aren't you two just lovely, huh?" he whistled quietly.  The girls
seemed satisfied with his reaction - he passed the exam it seemed.  They
made themselves comfortable with a blanket on the stem of the boat and
started to get the tan that was expected to cause envy when back at school.

   Both girls whispered and giggled a little as they lay there, tossing and
turning from time to time.  Tom enjoyed the sun and the moist coolness of
the water surface around.  He produced a box of cigarettes and smoked one,
inhaling deeply.  He always smoked hand-made cigarettes.  He prepared
couple dozens of them at once and packed then into neat boxes.

   It was exactly the same this time.  As he didn't use filters some
tobacco got into his mouth and he had to spit it out.  Life was beautiful
nevertheless.

   Several hours passed.  The water was calm, the day was bright, sun high
in the sky.

   "Tom!" he heard a voice come from the stem.  He stood up so that he
could see the girls over the roof of the cabin that limited his view.

   "What's up?" he asked.  Wendy knelt on the deck and looked at him.

   "We need to stop.  I have something to do..."

   "What can you possibly need to do?  You're on your holidays, in the
middle of the lake," he laughed.

   "I gotta pee," she said, looking him in the eyes.  Oh, yeah.  He hadn't
thought that over before.  Well, it didn't present any problem for him, but
he didn't think about the girls.  Their approach to the problem was
different, both physically and psychically.

   "All right, we'll find some nice bay in couple minutes, is that all
right?" he looked at the girl.  She nodded with a serious look on her face.

   "I'll try..." she said.

   Tom looked around.  To the right there was a small island, one of the
thousands of deserted pieces of land scattered all over the waters of Lake
District.  He shortened the sail and made the yacht turn abruptly.  Couple
minutes later they were as close to the shore as it was safe.

   "I'll be right back!" said Wendy and took a nice dive.  She quickly swam
to the shore and disappeared in the bush covering the island.

   "How do you like our trip?" Tom sat aside Wanda and stroked her long,
blonde hair.  She looked up at him and smiled.

   "So far so good.  No, really, it's great.  The weather is perfect and
all that...  I just love it."

   "Yeah, me too..."

   "I'm sorry we had to take Wendy with us.  You wanted this to be only for
us.  And now we won't be able to do so many things..." her facial
expression became more intent.

   "I took some care of that" he whispered as he leaned down to kiss her
full, soft lips.  She kissed him back and they frenched for a moment.  His
hand went up and cupped her breast barely covered by the bikini.  He
started to stroke it gently, feeling her nipple harden under his touch.

   "Hey there, onboard!" they heard and separated immediately.

   "Can anyone give me a hand?" it was Wendy trying to get back onboard. 
It was too high for her to do it.  Tom got up and caught her outstretched
hand.  He pulled her up.  On the way she accidentally brushed with her
chest against his body and one of the triangles of her bra got yanked to
the side.  For a brief moment before she could readjust it, her breast was
exposed to unobstructed view for anyone onboard.  It was about the size of
tangerine, a bit flat with a nice, pale nipple on top.  Wendy immediately
reached with her other hand and yanked her bikini top back in place.  Tom
put her down on the deck.

   "Oops - said the preteen" Someone got a bonus peep on my boobs - she
grinned.  She didn't seem to get really ashamed by the event.

   "You better watch out, little lady" Wanda laughed.  "He's my man and you
can't change it by simply flashing him with something like this."

   "Get yourself stuffed" the younger snapped "I can clearly remember that
at my age you had nothing at all" she said, sticking out her tongue.

   "Girls, now, please..." Tom laughed, really amused, while he put the
sails back up and steered the boat toward the middle of the lake.

   "Hey, it's a girls talk, right?" was all the reply he got.  The three of
them laughed happily.  This promises to be fun, Wendy thought, setting
herself back on the deck and exposing her face toward the warm sunrays. 
She was going to make sure it would be.

   The day went by quietly and peacefully.  It was already around the
sunset that Tom started to look for a nice place to stay over for the
night. They could of course spend their first night onboard, but he was
desperate to try out the tent and have some private moment with Wanda.

   He managed to spot a nice, small island far enough from the shore to be
sure it'll provide privacy and safety.  They swam around it and finally
anchored in a small bay facing the open lake with only distant view on the
other side.  There was some sand on the shore and a little clear out that
promised to be a nice place for camping.  They waded their way to the shore
with Tom carrying most of the stuff on his back.

   "Girls, go get some wood, will ya?  I'll make things fixed here while
you do," he asked.  The sisters rushed to the forest, impatiently waiting
for the supper.  None of them have eaten anything during the day and the
vision of a hot meal as ultimately appealing.  Soon they were back with
handfuls of sticks and after dropping their load they returned for more.

   By the time they came back Tom had the fire up and crackling already,
with the meat almost ready on the pan and the water for tea just beginning
to boil.  It wasn't before long that they devoured everything he prepared.

   Having eaten, Tom visited the boat again and brought back to the dry
land Wanda's guitar and a six-pack of beer.  He was sure the girls' parents
would like that, but decided

   Wanda could have some.  She wasn't unwilling, whatever then.

   Soon the older started to play.  He loved her doing it.  She had a king
for guitar and could play almost any melody just by listening to it.  She
knew large number of popular tunes.  And, oh, of course, she sung.

   Tom liked her nice, soft voice, quite a deep one for a girl her age.  He
always thought there was something immensely erotic thriving just barely
under the surface of the tone when she sung.  Knowing he loves it, she
almost never refused when he asked her.  This time the three of them had a
great time.

   "Sing "Touch me", please, honey?" he asked, helping himself with another
can of beer.  He enjoyed the swishing sound of opening for a moment, then
handed one more to Wanda.  She took a sip and hit the strings to remind
herself the melody.

   "All right" she said, taking another sip "Here it goes."

   Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on Now, touch me baby, Can't you see
That I am not afraid?

   What was the promise that you made?

   Tom and Wendy clapped their hands to the rhythm, while Wanda was
singing. The lyrics of the song always turned the man on.  They were so
explicitly encouraging and tempting.

   "Whew, that was something" Wanda said, when she finished.  She took her
beer and dried it up completely.

   "I could really go for another" she said, slowly licking some remaining
drops from her lips and looking intently at her handsome boyfriend "Would
you mind?"

   "Anything you desire" he opened a can and gave it to her.  By the sparks
in her eyes he could judge she was getting turned on as well.  The tent
they were supposed to sleep in that night was already fixed, waiting for
the lovers.

   "Hey, gimme some too, huh?" asked Wendy suddenly.  She looked at her big
sister, then at Tom and repeated her request.

   "You must be kidding, little lady" Wanda smiled "Aren't you too much a
kiddo for that stuff?"

   "Yeah?  And I wonder what mom would say if she found out you drinking...
Huh?"

   "Don't try to tease me...  She'll never buy that story from you."

   "Suppose not.  How about the story of you and Tom making it out?"

   "Making out what?!" both Tom and Wanda almost choked with their beer. 
The boy started to cough heavily.

   "My, my" he said "You are one nasty negotiator.  I guess I can give you
some just as praise for your last statement.  Laugh out!"

   "C'mon, Tom.  You aren't going to let her drink beer, are you?" Wanda
wasn't as willing as he was.

   "Why not?  Won't kill her, I guess, anyway" he retrieved the last can
and opened it.  Wendy hungrily grabbed it and took a sip.

   For a moment she said nothing, trying to judge the new taste.  She has
never before tasted beer in her whole life and wasn't ready to form instant
opinion about this new experience.

   "And?" her sister asked "How's that?"

   "It's bitter" she answered, pulling a face" But I'm gonna like it!"

   "Whoa, little lady!  Don't get used to it!  It's just once today..."

   "Ah, whatever you say, big sissy" she grinned and sipped some more.  Tom
had a great time looking at them.  Wanda always tended to patronize her
baby sister a bit, while the little brat took all such attempts with a
little nonchalance.  It just couldn't be helped.  The two of them were
sisters too much let the other one have things her way.

   " I guess we can have things this way by now" he mixed into the talk "
Can you play some more, honey?"

   "Oh, yeah!  Can you play "Moi Lolita", you know, the French hit by
Alizee?  "Wendy asked.

   "Sure, I can.  And I'll sing it in French, if you kindly wish, little
lady" Wanda grinned "You got too much sun on your head today or what?  How
can I possibly know that piece?"

   "Just though you may...  I play it from time to time.  And you know it,
don't you, Tom?  " she looked at the man.

   "Yes, I do.  I like that song as well" he smiled at the youngster.

   "I give up!  I can't fight the both of you together.  Please, something
more standard."

   "Smoke on the water"!

   "Oh, yeah!  And "Stairway to heaven"!"

   "And then "People are strange", please?  Pretty please?"

   "Alright, damn you" Wanda was still laughing when she started to play
again.

   It took them some time to finally get tired and dry up all the cans Tom
brought with him.  They really had a great time that night on the nameless
shore of some deserted island in the heart of Lake District.  The fire
crackled, tossing dancing shadows all over the place.  Soon Wendy started
to nod her head - she was almost asleep.

   "Hey, little lady" Wanda shook her sister's arm gently "Y'wanna go
t'sleep?"

   "Shure...  I feel shleepy" she admitted, her eyes blurry.

   "I guess the booze got her " Tom whispered in his girlfriend's ear "I'll
take her to the boat and tug her to bed, right?"

   "Sure.  And be back quickly" Wanda licked his ear as she whispered.  She
was slightly drunk herself and feeling really horny.  Tom took Wendy in his
arms and waded through the shallow water to the yacht.  He made it to the
deck and went down to the cabin, where he put the girl down on the bed.

   "C'mon, Wendy.  Change your clothes and go to sleep."

   "Help me undresh, pleashe" the youngster murmured.

   "Y'must be crazy!  Don't make me angry and get t'bed" Tom ordered.

   "Whazzup?  You ashamed?  Haven't sheen a girl naked?" Wendy grabbed her
T-shirt and took it off over her head.  Underneath she had a tight, short
halter-top that clung over her developing breasts.  The small nipples
protruded through the material and it was apparent the preteen got aroused.

   "Sho?  Are y'gonna help me?"she looked at the man.  Tom shook his head
furiously to think more clearly.  With some difficulty, he managed to
regain his composure.

   "Go to sleep, little one.  I shouldn't have given you the beer.  Doesn't
make you good, I guess."

   "C'mon.  I'm a woman, jusht like my sishter" she said, as she took her
top off, not without some difficulty.  Her budding breasts stood proudly
out, waiting for attention, her pink nipples erect hard and poking out like
pencil erasers.

   "Cut it off, Wendy" Tom said as he turned his back on her.  He had to
hide his raging hard-on that he got just catching a glimpse of the girl's
boobs.

   "Oh, c'mon.  Am I ugly or what?" she demanded.

   "You're too young.  And you got drunk, I'm afraid" he said as he left
for the deck.  Once up there he smoked a cigarette and jumped down to the
shallowness and waded back to the shore.

   Wanda waited there by the fire.  He put out the cigarette butt and
embraced her.

   "Did she go to sleep?" she asked.

   "Yes, immediately.  She got worn out pretty much today " he smiled and
kissed his girlfriend.

   "It's good she's asleep.  It's time you got your birthday present
finally."

   "Let me guess, it's you, right?" he smiled.  She nodded her head yes and
kissed him.

   His hand moved to her breasts, soon he managed to get it under Wanda's
shirt and cupped her bra clad B cup tit.  She pushed him away, stepped back
and removed her shirt.  The she embraced him once more.  They started to
french again.

   Tom reached to her back and unhooked her bra that fell loosely to the
ground exposing her prominent, beautifully shaped breasts.  He started to
gently stroke them, massaging her erect nipples, feeling her smooth,
velvety skin.  She pulled him on her body and they gently fell down, to the
ground.  She turned around and sat on his hips with Tom lying on his back.

   She towered over him, her tits gently rocking as she adjusted her
weight, grinding her butt into his stiff, rock hard rod she could easily
feel through his jeans.  He sighed, feeling the attention she gave his
stick and feeling the crack of her ass it straddled into.  He reached with
his hands and started to unbutton her trousers, with his other hands
playing with her bouncing tits.

   Wanda moaned quietly.  She lifted her weight and knelt beside him,
letting him tug her trousers down.  She sat on the ground and took them off
completely, kicking her sandals off before she did it.

   She knelt beside her boyfriend again and unzipped his trousers.  She
tugged them down and reached into his pants, extracting his swollen, stiff
member.  She felt it gently with her soft, warm hand and started working
her way up and down along the length of the shaft.  After couple strokes
she stopped her fist tight around the hairy base of his dick and lowered
her head.

   She delicately kissed the swollen, purple cockhead of his and took it
into her mouth.  She licked the soft, hot underside and drove most of the
stick into her mouth, applying gentle suction.

   Tom moaned when he felt the caresses she offered his dick.  He reached
with his hand and pulled her closer to him, her cute, round butt as close
to his face as it was possible.

   Wanda was sucking his cock more and more furiously, while he yanked the
cotton of her pants to the side, exposing her warm pussy, already
glistening with her girl juice.

   He lifted his head and gently licked her pussy lips.  Her body shivered.
He started probing her now soaking cunny with his tongue, opening her with
his fingers, trying to get deeper and deeper.  He sunk his index finger
deep into her hot love canal, driving it in and out.  She wiggled her butt,
adjusting her pussy to his probing digit, pressing hard against his hand.

   Tom finger-fucked Wanda slowly, pushing his finger deep inside her
cunny. He added another and started to move it slightly to the sides,
stretching her sweet, red, dripping wet opening.  He moved his face closer
and licked her pussy lips, tasting her girl juices.  He drew his tongue up,
over her opening and licked across her purple, tight rosebud.

   He withdrew his finger from her pussy and gently pressed the tip of his
index finger against the opening of her anus.  She murmured something.  He
gently massaged her rosebud and delicately pushed his finger in, trying to
get through her tightly closed sphincter.  She let his dick go and reached
her hand back, to pull his finger off her butt.

   "I told you before.  Don't try to get inside my bum, OK?" she looked at
his over her shoulder.

   "All right " he sighed with resignation.  He tried to talk her into anal
sex for quite a time but she seemed to have some kind of block.  Anything
but anal sex, she declared.

   This was frustrating at times and he kept on trying, hoping one day
she'll finally agree to let him fuck her up her asshole.  He returned to
licking and fingering her pussy.

   They continued their oral play for quite some time.  The fire crackled,
the voices of the night birds floating over the surface of the lake, moon
shining over their heads.

   "Ready?" he asked, separating his mouth from her dripping pussy.  She
moaned yes and knelt over him, removing her panties.  She tossed them
aside. Then she turned around and lowered herself onto his dick.  Slowly at
first, she adjusted it with her hand until the head was directed toward her
opening.  She lowered herself more and felt it pop through her cunny lips
and push a little way up her love tunnel.  Both of them moaned with
pleasure.

   Wanda pushed down some more and managed to absorb almost the whole
length of her boyfriend.  She grind her butt down, against his pelvis and
it seemed she just sucked in the remaining of his rod.  Now they were
connected tightly with these couple inches of his hot, pulsing meat.  The
girl started to ride him, her hips bucking, her breasts rocking gently up
and down with every move of her.  Tom grabbed her hips and pushed her down
with every move, pressing his pelvis up, against her cunny, driving his
stick high up into her hot, trembling body.

   The girl started to pant heavily, her climax coming.  They quickened the
pace of their lovemaking.  Tom could feel the familiar tingling feeling
deep in his groin.

   Suddenly Wanda yanked her head back, and froze for a brief moment,
biting her lip to stop herself from shouting.  Her whole body shivered with
pleasure as her orgasm overwhelmed her.

   Her mind still with the mist of fulfillment, she resumed the strokes,
going faster and faster, Tom balancing on the thin edge of cumming. 
Finally he couldn't hold back anymore.

   He grabbed her hips stronger, pulled her down, driving his dick as high
up into her as it was possible, pressing against the bottom of her tunnel.
Then he came in long spurts, pumping his sticky, white load deep inside
her. She could feel every wave of his pleasure splash against the walls of
her pussy and it drove her crazy, adding even more to her ongoing climax.

   Finally both of them collapsed, Wanda lying spent on top of her
boyfriend, embraced tightly.  His softening dick still buried in her, his
cum slowly dripping from her hot opening.

   "That was great" she whispered, kissing him gently.

   "Yes, I loved it too.  You're great, my sweet" he smiled at her and
kissed her again.

   They didn't even suspect that a curious pair of eleven-year-old eyes
carefully observed their passionate lovemaking.  Wendy peeped at the lovers
over the edge of the cabin's door, getting this familiar, tingling feeling
deep inside her tummy.  She knew already what the reason was for that and
why her peewee got moist.  As soon as her sister and her boyfriend were
done with their lovemaking she went back down, under the deck, not wanting
to get caught.

   The morning was bright and warm.  Tom woke up slowly, taking his time.
Wanda's warm body was at his side.  He yawned and left the small tent they
used.

   By the fireplace there was Wendy, starting the fire with some wood she
apparently collected.  They both said "Hi!"

   "You told Wanda?" the girl asked in a quiet voice.

   "What about?"

   "You know...  Yesterday on the boat...  When I flashed you..."

   "Oh, that.  Didn't assume it necessary to share the news with her, I
guess.  You're saved, if that's what you need to know."

   "Thanks.  It's just that I, you know, I felt so strange and all.  I
guess I got drunk.  Otherwise I would never say something that private. 
Not in your face at least."

   "Yeah, that was unusual.  Wait...  You try to suggest you still think
so? Is that right?"

   "Well, kind of...  Maybe I am...  - she looked at him and stuck her
tongue out - I think that you saying I'm too young sucked big time.  You
were lame yesterday.  With me, I mean, not with...  Oops!" she covered her
mouth with her hand, realizing she gave herself out.

   "Now you got me angry!" he said, staring at her "You've been peeping on
us, didn't you?  Huh!?  Answer me!"

   "Yes...  I'm sorry!  I just couldn't help it..."

   "Oh, whatever" he said, taking her in his arms and stroking her hair
"It's all right...  Don't worry.  I'm not half as mad at you as I should
be."

   "Can we keep that a secret?" she asked, looking up at him.  His manly
embrace gave her a thrill of some special kind.  It felt very womanly to be
embraced that way by this adult, handsome male.

   "I think we should.  Otherwise you'd have something to explain.  I don't
suppose Wanda would let it go easy.  Now, let's just forget it, right?" Tom
stroked her hair some more and let go of her.  He helped the girl start the
fire and put some water on.  Soon the morning tea was ready and they sat
there, on the grass, drinking.

   Wanda woke up and came out of the tent, yawning.

   "Hi there!" she smiled "Up so early?"

   "In fact only waiting for you...  You surely took your time, didn't
you?" Tom asked.

   "It's because you didn't let me sleep last night" she teased, smiling at
him knowingly, not suspecting her little sister also got the hidden
message.

   The three of them had a quick breakfast and packed all their stuff back
to the boat.  In something like half an hour they moved toward open waters
again.

   Soon everything was just as the day before.  Tom, sitting on the
cockpit, feeling a skipper of this small unit, with the girls in his care
sunbathing on the deck.  The day was bright, sun high atop.

   He leaned back and closed his eyes, before long he drifted into sleep.

   He was woken suddenly by a strong pull on his arm.  Someone was shaking
him, trying to bring him back to world.  He started to attention.

   "Get up, Tom." Wanda seemed to be in a hurry "C'mon, or we'll have our
holidays over."

   He looked around and saw another boat, trying to maneuver out of the
way. The lake changed into one of hundreds of canals and the way was
getting quite narrow.  As quick as he could he grabbed the wheel and
turned, trying to avoid collision.  The yachts passed each other almost
touching with their sides.  He sighed with relief and waved his hand sorry
to the people onboard the other boat.

   They were a couple, apparently in their mid twenties.  One thing that
drew his attention was that the girl was topless.  She had a nice pair of
firm, round tits.  Wanda noticed the attention he gave to the nakedness of
that stranger.

   "Tom..." she whispered, putting a heavy hand on his shoulder.  He turned
his head with a sheepish expression, trying to cover his embarrassment with
a wide grin.

   "I should be enough for you" she smiled.  He nodded yes and sighed. 
Yes, Wanda was right.  She should be.  Still, other women existed,
sometimes just at hand and he couldn't help feeling tempted.

   "On the other hand..." Wanda continued "...  topless seems a nice idea.
I would avoid tan lines.  What do you think, huh?"

   Tom looked at her, picturing her breasts under her bikini top.  The
vision was great.

   "Yeah.  Looks like a great thing for me.  If you wish...  I won't be
disturbed, for sure."

   "OK, then" Wendy went back to the stem.  She knelt on the deck and
reached back to unhook her bikini top.  She removed it and tossed it to the
side, exposing her beautiful breasts.  Tom felt the creature in his pants
itch.

   "Hey, what are you doing?" Wendy asked, looking surprised at her sister
- Since when are you a topless fan, well?

   " Since now...  What?"

   " I guess I'll sunbathe topless as well" said the younger sister and
without a second notice she reached back and unhooked her bra as well.  She
tossed it on the deck, right next to Wanda's.

   "Wait a moment, little lady!  Don't you think you shouldn't expose
yourself like that?"

   "Don't you think it's exactly the same when you expose yourself, huh,
sissy?  In fact you expose yourself more, as your boobs are apparently
bigger so far..."

   "Oh, my...  I suppose this can't be helped, can it?" asked the older. 
Wendy shook her head, giving the negative answer.  So, it really couldn't
be helped.

   The girls made themselves comfortable on the deck and back to tan.  Tom
smoked a cigarette and adjusted his trousers.  The boner struggled to get
free.  He looked from his high post over the girl at his feet.

   He had seen Wanda's bust lots of times before.  What drew his attention
was the small, developing breasts of his girlfriend's sister.  He could
admire those little mounds; perky hills topped with small, pink nipples
that now stood proudly at attention.  There was something so intensely
erotic about this little girl that he came in his pants without even
realizing that.

   "Fuck" he whispered, feeling the hot moisture in his crotch.  He made
sure the girls didn't see anything and hid in the cabin, where he wiped
most of the cum.  He returned to the deck.

   The girls changed their positions.  Both of them were lying on their
stomachs now.  The landscape were two round, firm butts covered with a
single string each.  The strings disappeared between the ass cheeks anyway
and were no obstruction to the view.  Wanda's butt was substantially bigger
as she was a bigger girl on the whole, while Wendy's was a cute, little
bottom.  Both nicely curved; not even a gram of unnecessary fat, fair,
flawless complexion and already a tan that promised to be even more soon.
It was really easy for him to overlook the strings of their bikinis and
from the position he occupied it looked as if the sisters' bottoms were
completely naked.  He half closed his eyes and drifted into a dream,
picturing the sweet moment he would finally take Wanda's tight, hot asshole
for the first time.  My, she must be tight.  And just the idea of him
spurting inside her rectum drove him crazy.

   He moved his eyes to the younger one, picturing her pink, tightly closed
rosebud between those firm cheeks he could admire freely.  Not even
realizing he's doing it, he fantasized how would it be to fuck her up her
11-year-old ass.  He could even take her as she was lying now.  He'd
separate those lovely buns, pulling them aside with his hands, them rub her
tan lotion all over the opening, driving his finger little in to grease it
well so that his dick would go easier.  And then...

   He felt he's gonna come again if he kept looking and imagining things
like these.

   Tom turned his head and with a heavy sigh he lit another cigarette.  The
man just sat there, hoping his sexual tension to go away, though with
little success.  His boner just didn't seem to be softening a bit.  He
smoked some more but even the relaxing action of nicotine didn't help.

   "Shhh..." he heard a whisper, right into his ear.  He jumped to
attention.

   "Come down" said Wendy, putting her small hand on his shoulder - It's
only me.  No need to freak.t

   "You shouldn't came from my behind like this" he said.

   "Quiet" she put her finger on her lips "Wanda's asleep.  I have an
urge."

   "Yeah?  What kind of?"

   "Gotta pee..." the preteen admitted, not even the slightest intimidated
by that confession.

   "How come it's always you?  I can help myself."

   "I can't piss overboard the way you do it" she grinned.

   "Guess you'll have to" Tom grinned this time.  He waved his hand around
"Can you see any decent shore around here that's not all swamp?"

   Wendy looked around.  He was right.  The nearest shore was a good half
mile away, with half of the distance being thick, deep mud of a swamp.  She
bit her lip, thinking the situation over.

   "OK then.  I guess I'll just have to pee overboard.  Just don't rock the
boat, willya?"

   "Sure.  Whatever " Tom said.  He expected her to go somewhere to the
back or just generally hide from him but the girl didn't bother.  She just
stood on the edge of the boat, just a few feet from him.  She swiftly
removed her almost non-existent panties revealing herself in all her
preteen glory.  For a wonderful second he was granted with an unobstructed
view of her pubis.  Her pussy lips were still a bit childish, puffy and fat
with just a mere shadow of peach fuzz right over her pink slit.  He inner
lips gently protruded from under the outer ones.

   She squatted over the edge and started to piss.  He could see the stream
of urine spear from her pussy and he could hear it splash against the waves
below.  All he could do was stare in amazement.

   Wendy finished her piss and stood up, again giving him a nice show of
her privates, this time evidently a bit longer - most probably on purpose.
Then she pulled her bikini thongs up and smiled cheerfully.

   "So.  Wasn't that difficult I suppose.  Will have to do it that way from
now own" she chattered.  Tom was speechless.

   "What's the matter with you?  Didn't you like my little show?  "she
asked, coming closer and leaning over him.  He almost died under her sly,
tempting gaze.  Her lovely, developing titties were only inches from his
face and he fought the urge to grab her and start sucking those lovely
boobies.  He came in his pants instantly.

   "I guess you liked it" the preteen must've noticed his little accident.
She smiled and went back to her place on the stem, wiggling her cute, round
ass as she walked.  Man, was that something, Tom thought, wiping his
forehead.  Things were going out of control.  Too much out of control.

   The man remained at attention, but the rest of the day was peaceful.  No
more flashing or near crashes with other objects.  In the early evening
they called at a port in a small town.  The intention was to hit some movie
and then maybe a bar.

   The trio left the boat at the harbor and strolled slowly along the main
street.  This was closed for motorists so they could walk in the middle of
it.  Tom took on the role of the alpha male (in fact being the only male in
the pack); girls marched at his sides.  Wanda with her boyfriend's arm
embracing her tightly, while her little sister holding hands with Tom in a
less intimate, more childish way.  From time to time one of the girls would
separate walking to the sides of the street to do some window-shopping or
have a look at something particular.

   The street was full of all kinds of stands filled with every particular
type of the usual crap sold to tourists.  The range started from plastic
necklaces, through water-resistant single use watches, postcards,
disposable cameras, donuts, finished with salted dried fish that smelled
the foulest way anything could smell.

   That was all crap, all right, nevertheless before the trio reached the
end of the street Tom's wallet seemed to have undergone some diet and the
girls cheered equipped with some snacks and stuff.

   They managed to find a cinema finally.  From the poster planted on the
door they learned it was going to be closed for renovation and tonight was
the last movie played.  The decision was made to see the show, then get
something to eat and then maybe find a nice place to have some beer in the
evening.  They did as decided.

   On entering the cinema Tom judged it should've been closed long ago. 
The building was almost completely ruined.  The only movie for the evening
they could see was "Return of

   Redneck Zombie", which was marked as adults only.  That didn't disturb
the ticket seller to sell one for Wendy, though she apparently wasn't adult
and he was perfectly aware of it.

   Tom bought some popcorn and cola for the girls and a beer for himself
and they descended the dark projection hall.

   Apparently there were very few people in there.  Tom looked around and
only noticed a couple kissing in the corner and two lonely teenage girls in
the first row, smoking.  They took places in the middle.

   The movie turned out to be a typical low-cost stupidity.  It was more
funny to watch than scary.

   After about half an hour Wanda leaned toward Tom, sitting in the middle
between the girls.  She seemed uncomfortable and disturbed with something.

   "Gotta go to the restroom, be back in a minute, OK?" she whispered and
left.

   She was back couple minutes later.  She didn't seat but leaned toward
Tom again.

   "I just got my period.  I need to go back to the boat.  Keep watching
and then drop to collect me...  Maybe we'll continue the evening, OK?"

   "It's alright with me.  Are you sure you need to go?  Can you manage?"
he asked.  She nodded her head yes.

   "OK.  Will come and pick you up, then go to some nice bar, how about
it?"

   "Not exactly sure I need it today.  I'll tell you later.  See you!"

   She kissed him goodbye and left the cinema.

   Tom felt Wendy moved closer to him, tightly embracing his arm.  She
heard the whole conversation.

   "So, we're alone, how bout it, Tom?"
":Depends, what you mean?"

   "C'mon, 'Tis almost like a date, don't you think?"

   "Not really.  We're not going out together anyway, so?" he was really
puzzled by the way the girl acted for the last two days.  She was up to
something, apparently she had a strong crush on him, he thought.

   "I know, but we can pretend.  And we can pretend other things as well"
she smiled in a sluttish way, Tom noticed surprised, embracing him tightly
and pressing her body against his.  He could feel her breast over his
chest.

   "Like what?" he asked, looking at her.

   "Like pretending I'll give you head" she licked her lips and before he
could react she unzipped his pants and ducked her head, trying to free his
dick with her small hand.

   "Hey, stop that!' he said, but just a moment later he felt her warm,
velvety lips on the head of his stiffening dick.  Her mouth was so warm and
wet.  She gently licked his dickhead and swallowed the whole length of his
shaft at once.  She applied some suction and pulled her head up, releasing
almost whole of his throbbing meat.

   He could only think about the feeling he sensed now.  Irrelevantly he
thought Wendy was just as good as her sister.

   She let his cock slip from her mouth, looked up at him and asked:

   "So?  Wanna play some more or you chicken out?"

   Although struggling with guilt and anxiety, Tom wanted to feel her lips
around his dick again, that was sure.  He nodded his head.

   "Continue' he said in a low, raspy voice.  He grunted to clear his
throat.  Wendy didn't need to be told twice.  She swallowed his cock again,
moving her head, driving his stiff shaft in and out of her small mouth. 
Her grip on the base of his dick tightened and she started to move her fist
up and down as well.

   She applied gentle suction and started to swallow his rod again and
again.  Every time she withdrew his dick from her small mouth she stopped
at the very top, barely keeping his head inside her mouth.  She pressed her
soft, hot tongue against the bottom of his shaft.  Then she would lick it
all around the head and completely swallow his meat again.  Tom was going
insane.  The youngster was much better that her older sister.  A natural
born cocksucker, one could say, if there existed anything like that.

   Wendy stopped for a brief moment just before he was ready to spurt.  She
tilted her head back and only stroked his manhood with her small hand ever
so lightly.  This was driving him even more excited.  The girl lowered her
head again and concealed his dickhead in her sweet mouth.

   He couldn't hold it any longer and only needed few more wonderful nods
of her head on his prick.  He felt the tingling feeling when his muscles
contracted around the base of his dick and he just grunted when he started
to shoot his load.

   The preteen hurried to swallow wave after wave of his jism shooting up
her throat.  She sucked furiously not to loose even one drop, but the flood
of cream was too much for her and some dribbled down her chin.  When he
finally finished cumming, she licked his dick clean and wiped the cum from
her chin with her finger.  She then sucked her finger clean.

   "So?" she whispered, looking up at her sister's boyfriend" Liked that?"

   "Oh, you can bet!  'Twas incredible!" he was really enthusiastic.  All
his doubts were gone now.  He could almost feel the weight of the devil
that sat on his shoulder and whispered into his ear about some dark
fantasies.

   "So, then we have a deal.  How about that: you had your fun, let's call
it a late birthday present.  I want some fun myself.  I can give you more,
but you'll give me other favors in return."

   "Sure.  But exactly what kind of favors, huh?  "he looked at her with
delight.  He couldn't take eyes from her moist, shining lips, ever so
smooth and velvety.

   "Erotic ones...  I want to become a woman.  I feel like one.  But I need
someone to be a man there for me.  And I think you'd be just fine."

   "Wendy, you know...  Your sister..." he hesitated just a little.

   "Yeah?  So what?  We're sisters.  Wouldn't you like to have both of us
together?  And maybe you need another blowjob to remember?"

   "Sure...  " he already pictured in his mind the sweet trio with both
sisters at his side.  He nodded his head.  Knowing it most probably
wouldn't be possible he wasn't sure which one to wipe from his mental
image.

   "You bet I want to think it over.  I'll tell you later, OK?" they shook
hands.

   Tom looked around: nobody seemed to notice anything.  The couple in the
corner was still kissing, not paying attention to anything.  The teens in
the front seemed interested in the movie.  Well, in a way at least, as they
laughed almost hysterically.  They still smoked.  The coast was clear.  He
did a bad thing and neither he got caught nor was he punished.  He grinned
devilishly.

   It only took another quarter of an hour for the movie to end.  They left
the cinema and slowly strolled down the street, holding hands.  If someone
observed them from aside it would be impossible to tell whether they're
lovers or just siblings.  That was safe enough.

   On the way back to the harbor they bought some beer, chips and a grilled
chicken and they returned to the boat.

   Wanda was there, already lying in the bed, half-asleep.  For the first
time Tom thought about just how small the cabin was and that the three of
them were going to spend this night together in this small room.  This
posed for some nice opportunities, he judged.  After he experienced Wendy's
skills over his dick he was ready to take chances to get more.

   "'Tis you, guys?" Wanda asked, raising her head and opening one eye. 
Her boyfriend confirmed.

   "You want some beer?  Or maybe chicken with chips?  How 'bout that?" she
looked at all the goodies he offered her and shook her head.

   "Nah...  I don't feel like eating anything.  Maybe I'll just have a beer
and go to sleep.  It was supposed to be a nice evening, but I just don't
feel like having fun right now" she added.

   "It's all right" Tom replied "Don't be sorry.  We can somehow manage it
on our own."

   He leaned towards her, lowering her head and whispered in her ear.  "I
guess I'll have to jack off today as you're not there to help me, huh?" he
grinned.

   "You're a rotten pervert!" she laughed heartily, hitting him playfully
on the shoulder.

   "I won't be much of a company today, you know it...  Give me a beer and
you can have your time, if you wish.  I'd rather go to sleep.  Would that
be OK?"

   "Sure, sweetie.  We can help ourselves with Wendy" he declared.

   "I see you're beginning to forgive her.  I'm glad."

   "After all she's not guilty for coming with us.  She didn't have her
choice either.  I guess we can put up together for the rest of our trip" he
was smiling.  If only Wanda knew what made him change his attitude toward
her little sister.  She couldn't possibly accept it, he supposed.

   After all, it seemed Wendy is not going to be pain in the ass.  Yeah, in
the ass...  Tom dreamt away for a moment.

   "OK, then!  We'll leave you alone to give you some peace.  Keep well,
honey" he kissed her goodbye and went up, to the deck, where Wendy sat on
the edge.  Her slim legs hanged from the railing, over the water.  She
helped her with the beer and was now drinking one.

   " Hey, hey, little lady!  Aren't you a bit quick with the drinking
stuff?" he approached her, opening a can for himself as well.

   "You're not going to take it away from me, are you?" she grinned "And I
guess we made a deal about certain favors.  I assume allowing me to drink
to be one of these."

   "Yeah, and one more would be buying you a black Ferrari, huh?" he joked.
They both laughed.  Their laughter echoed over the surface of the lake.

   " Let's get moving" Tom got up, when they finished eating "Wanda won't
join us tonight, so we need to make it on our own.  Any ideas?"

   "I guess I've seen some fire on the beach, not far from here.  Let's
join them, shall we?  " she got up as well.  They left the boat and set off
toward the direction Wendy thought the party was.

   Soon they found out there was one indeed.  It was already getting dark,
last traces of purple light cast on the numbered clouds.  Dusk was coming
down, softening the shapes of things.  The surface of the lake glistened
with sparkling reflections as the stars started to appear in the sky.

   In the very middle of the beach there was a fireplace and currently a
fire was burning there.  The flames danced high in the air.  Explosions of
sparks flew up under the dark sky, mixing with stars.  Couple people sat
all around the fire.

   A small grill box stood a little aside, a lonely guy was preparing some
meat on it.  Tom and Wendy approached the company.

   "Hi there!" Tom lifted his hand in the air in a greeting manner" May we
join?"

   The people turned their heads to look at the strangers.  These must've
been tourists just like him and his girls, Tom judged.  His girls, that
sounded proud.  One of the men stood up and extended his hand.

   "I'm Jerry.  You two can party with us, if you wish."

   "I'm Wendy" the youngster rushed forward, extending her hand "And this
is Tom.  He's someone special" she smiled and waved her hand at the rest of
the company.

   "Now, Wendy!" Tom exclaimed.  She stuck her tongue out at him and took a
place at the fire, drinking her beer.

   Jerry looked at Tom, pulled a strange face and winked.  Tom decided it
couldn't be helped anyway and just sighed, joining them on the sand.

   Soon all of them made good friends and as the evening went by they
started singing along to Jerry's guitar.  Wendy was proud to know the
lyrics of almost every single song the man played.  She had a great time.
Taking from her previous experience she took a slower pace with her beer
and was doing just fine.

   Tom felt great as well.  His head become slightly blurry and he fought
his thoughts, thinking over all the events of the last two days.  The guys
around them assumed the two to be a couple and didn't seem bothered.  For
the first time Tom seriously wondered, if it would be possible.

   "Tom, darling " Wendy got up and approached him " I'll be right back"
she kissed him on the cheek before she left toward the edge of the beach.
One of the guys leaned over to him and whispered.

   "She's hot, man...  " he shook his head "Though I'd rather have an older
one.  Does she have a sister?" he asked.

   "Oh, but she does.  But the sister's taken already...  " Tom laughed. 
He produced his tobacco and hemp and rolled a cigarette.  He smoked,
savoring the taste.

   "Too bad" the guy complained.

   "You missed me?" he heard a whisper in his ear.  Wendy was back.  He
assumed it didn't make sense trying to stop her to address him as if he was
her boyfriend.  Anyway, he thought, these people were strangers and didn't
give a damn about it.

   "Let's go for a walk, how 'bot it?" she asked, pulling his arm.  He
nodded his head and got up.

   "Going so soon?" Jerry asked "Mark's almost ready with the burgers "he
motioned his hand toward the grill guy.

   "Oh, just for some time.  We'll be back"Wendy replied before Tom could.
It was a little bit irritating actually, her acting this way.

   She grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the lake.  They slowly walked
at the edge of water.  Wendy removed her shoes and tied them to her shorts.
This made her shorts pull down some and the wide waistband of her panties
became visible.  She was wearing a sports type panties, matching her white,
cotton halter-top, covered with a short sleeve shirt, she now unbuttoned.
Tom looked down at the preteen girl marching beside him, holding his hand.
She looked back at him.

   "Yeah?" she asked.

   "I was just thinking..." the man wasn't sure how to put his thoughts
into words.

   "About our relationship?" she guessed.  He nodded.

   "Don't need to talk.  Either you're in or not.  I've gone too far to
chicken out right now.  Now, kiss me...  We haven't done that and we
should've "she grabbed the front of his T-shirt and pulled him down.  Their
faces almost met and before the man could react the little girl took over
and started kissing him.

   She planted her lips over his and gently begun to try and probe his
mouth with her tongue.  He parted his lips and she darted inside his mouth.
He answered her caress and soon they were french kissing like crazy.  Her
tongue danced back and forth.  The man answered her ministrations with his
mouth and tongue.  Her spit was sweet and mixed with his.  She wasn't even
the slightest intimidated by a situation where most 11-year-old girls
would. In fact she was the boss there.  That made her feel comfortable and
safe.  And she knew for sure that Tom wouldn't do anything she wouldn't
like.  She just felt it was a good choice.

   Tom embraced Wendy tightly.  He could feel her small bust flattened
against his massive chest.  She jumped up in the air and hooked her legs
around his waist.  She wasn't heavy and he could easily support her weight.
She clung tightly to his body and they just stood there, on the beach,
embraced and kissing; their silhouettes standing out of the blue, night
sky, under the shining stars.

   "Whew, that was something!" Wendy said enthusiastically when they
finally parted.  She was still hanging on him, half sitting on his stomach
with her legs around his hips.  He supported her with his arms.  She flexed
her back and jumped to the sand.

   Her shoes tied to the rim of her shorts jumped in the air as she landed.
The button of her shorts broke and jumped away and the shoes pulled her
shorts all the way down to her knees.  She started to laugh and tried to
pull them up.  Tom started to laugh as well.  She tried fixing her shorts
in place but couldn't manage so all she did was just let them fall down and
stepped out of them.

   "How about we swim some?" she asked Tom.  He was enthusiastic.  Wendy
quickly removed her shirt and stood there wearing only her sheer, cotton
underwear that nicely clad her young, developing body.  These were the
sport type undies.  Her panties were plain, straight with wide, dark blue
waistband.  Her training bra matched nicely, white with a similar, wide,
dark blue elastic band right under her bust line.  Not waiting for him she
moved toward the lake.  The moonlight cast deep, sensual shadows on her
developing, slim body.  She entered the water and jumped forward, diving
under the calm surface.

   Tom followed her, removing his trousers and shirt before running into
the cool water.  He dived and swam close to the girl.  They headed toward
the center of the lake.  They were slowly moving forward, arm in arm, the
youngster fighting hard to keep up his pace.  She was a great swimmer but
finally she lost her power and started to slow down.  He turned around and
faced Wendy, supporting her minute body with his arms.  She seemed so
delicate and light.  The water splashed quietly around them.

   "How do you feel?  It's great, huh?" the man asked.  The preteen only
nodded her head and embraced him, leaning for a kiss.  The started to
french, floating on the dark surface of deep waters.

   "Let's go back to the beach" she whispered, breaking the kiss "I feel
like something more" she smiled slyly, pulled her legs up and dashed under
the water, kicking from his chest.  Tom rushed after her.  Soon they
performed a regular race toward the shore.

   Wendy touched the ground with her feet and stood up.  The water covered
her up to her collarbones.  Tom surfaced right in front of her, his
massive, wide chest stroked her erected, swollen breasts as he swam up.  He
stood on the ground and caught her little body in his arms, carrying her to
the shore.

   Once on the sand, still warm from the daylight sun, he let her down on
his spread shirt.  In the silvery, dim light of the moon he looked down at
her.  The wet cotton of her underwear became almost completely translucent
and he could admire her blooming beauty without any obstruction.  Her bra
tightly clad her poking nipples surrounded by light pink aureoles.  Her
panties rode up, deep into her slit.  He knelt down between her legs and
ever so delicately stroked the inner side of her thighs.  The girl's skin
was smooth and cool from the water.  He moved his hands up and hooked his
thumb under the waistband of her panties.

   He looked at her.  She closed her eyes for a brief moment and then spoke
in a quiet voice.  "Promise you'll stop when I want it..."

   "Just let me know, sweet little thing" he smiled and started to pull
down her panties.  The wet fabrics resisted a bit, sticking to her flawless
skin, but he pulled it down to her knees and then her ankles to finally
drop her underwear on the sand.  Caressing her thighs lightly he lowered
his head and planted a long, passionate kiss on her delightful mound, on
the very top of her deep, pink slit, where her light peach-fuzz was only
starting to appear.  He looked at her, now uncovered for him in all her
youthful glory.

   Wendy adjusted her weight and moved her hips a little bit up, spreading
her legs slightly to the sides.  This movement made her pussy lips open
partially and he could see the insides of her cleft.  Pink folds of her
labia looked so velvety.  Her cunny was all wet Outside, the water sparkled
on her skin, not tanned in there.  Inside her pussy, under the soft cover
of her lips another kind of moisture was glistening, coming from her
interior, slowly dribbling down her cleft.

   Tom lowered his head again and licked from the very bottom of her pussy,
up, along the puffy lips, to the top.  Slowly he pressed his tongue deeper
inside, going further into her with each lick.  He stopped for a moment at
the top of her slit and located her small clit with the tip of his tongue.
Wendy shivered when he touched here there for the first time.  He sucked
gently on her sensitive nubbin, marveling on the taste of her girl juice.
She was sweet and fresh.

   The man moved his tongue down again, pressing it deep inside, between
her pussy lips, probing for her little girl opening, sucking her flowing
juices, penetrating the hot, wet cavern of her cunny.

   He moved his face even lower, bringing her trembling, little body up
with his strong arms and licked across her tight rosebud.  He felt just the
slightest hint of bitterness when he probed her rear gate with his
fidgeting tongue.

   Wendy gasped loudly when he came back north, to her sensitive clit. 
Every move of his mouth, every suck applied to her most sensitive spot sent
shivers throughout her whole body.  She knew the feeling but never before
was it so intensely pleasurable and overwhelming.  She closed her eyes,
biting her forearm to restrain herself from shouting her happiness out
loud. A wave of heat went through her body, sending electric bolts to every
single nerve.  Every muscle of her tensed and shivered.

   One more movement of his trained tongue and the little girl blacked out,
having lost herself completely in her best ever climax.

   When she regained her consciousness couple minutes later, Tom was
sitting on the sand, holding her in his arms, rocking gently back and
forth. He stroked her hair, wet from swimming and sweat.  She smiled
faintly at him.  A tear rolled down her cheek, then another.

   "Why do you cry, little one?" the man smiled, wiping her tears
delicately with his finger "Did I make you sad?" he looked seriously
concerned.

   "No, it's not that...  I'm...  I'm happy.  Nothing like this has ever
happened to me before..." she sighed, completely relaxed.  They rested like
that for couple minutes.

   "Guess we should be going, don't you think" she whispered, looking at
his face.  She got up, turning around and flashing her cute, bubbly bottom
right in his face.  He couldn't stop himself and lightly bit her buttock.

   "Hey!  " she exclaimed, jumping away.  She grabbed her pants and pulled
them on, her shorts followed.  Tom got dressed as well.

   They started walking back toward the fire.  He embraced the girl and she
really liked it.  Her little, slender body shivered with pleasure when she
recalled the licking she was treated with.  That was something.  Wendy was
so very happy.  She planned seducing Tom for some time already but didn't
expect it to be that easy.  The Lake District surely helped a big deal. 
And she still hasn't achieved all her goals so far.  Oh, and Tom was going
to have another surprise.  Not one, she thought.

   Later that night, once onboard the boat again, they quickly prepared
themselves to sleep and slipped under the covers, taking Wanda between
them. The older sister was fast asleep and only murmured something, nesting
herself against her boyfriend's body.  She was dreaming.  Dreaming about
her present for Tom and the little secret she shared with her
not-so-little-anymore sister.

   The older sister woke first the next morning.  She just lay there for
couple more minutes, savoring the afterimages of her night dreams.  She
decided the time has come to give her boyfriend what he wanted for so long.
She got up, trying not to wake the other two.  She suspected they had a
busy evening the previous day.  She put on her jeans shorts and went out,
to the deck.

   The day was just rising, sun hanging above the clear horizon.  The sky
was clear and a light breeze played with her hair.  She quietly whistled
"Touch me" by The Doors.  She liked that song just as much as Tom did.  She
heard some slight noise behind her back and turned around.  Tom has risen
from under the deck.

   "How did you sleep, honey?" he asked.  She come closer to him and
embraced him tightly, planting a sweet kiss on his lips.

   "Quite well.  How about your evening with my baby sister?" she stroked
his back delicately, only using the tips of her fingers.

   "Oh, nice.  We joined some beach party and had some fun.  A guess Wendy
loved it.  I let her one beer but I don't think it did her bad."

   "She's growing.  She'll be a teenager soon.  I guess I have to get used
to it."

   "Yeah...  She's growing..." he nodded his head, drifting away for a
moment.  His thoughts reached back to the previous night, when he licked
little Wendy on the sand.  His little friend twitched.

   When Wendy got up they had some humble breakfast, mostly canned stuff.
Soon they took off, heading north, toward the biggest lake of the District.
They went through a long, long and wide canal.  People camped on the high
banks, their tents in neat groups around fireplaces scattered throughout
the area neighboring the watery highway.  Wendy and Wanda waved their hands
at every other company on the shore or all the people onboard other yachts,
passing them in the canal.  The looked as if they were two ancient
goddesses of youth and passion, both of them only wearing their bikini
panties and flashing the whole happy world with their topless bosoms. 
Fishermen sat under the bridge pillars with their fishing rods weaving
strings all around.  Tom maneuvered a little to avoid getting caught by one
of these thin, invisible lines.

   One of the campers ashore had a stereo set with him and played a loud
music.  It was some old Boney-M song.

   " Hurray, hurray, it's a holly, holiday!" the band sung.  Wanda
remembered another Boney-M song, "Rasputin".  She recalled listening to it
long time ago.

   She was 15 then and went to a party with Tom.  It took place in his
college friend's home.  It was around midnight and they were sitting on a
couch in the corner of the room.  It was dark, the music loud.  The three
of them were having a long, long and extremely complicated talk absolutely
deprived of any sense.  They were all quite well stoned.  Suddenly her
cousin who also attended that party looked at her and said upon listening
for a moment to "Rasputin".

   "Rasputin!  Girl, do you know who he was?  He fucked the Russian
tzarina! The queen, I mean!  - she was enthusiastic about her idea" He was
a priest, a preacher man!  Haw, you know what else?" she grinned devilishly
"He had the dick half your hand long!  Yeah, that a fact!"

   Wanda burst into laughter upon remembering the story.  It was a great
party!  And great was the night after the party, when Tom took her
girlhood.

   "What's on, sweet?" Tom asked, hearing her laugh.  She come closer and
whispered the whole story into his ear.  He remembered it too and both of
them laughed again heartily.

   They had a nice lunch in a little harbor at the end of the canal, having
some great fast food kind of "Swim-in", as they are on highways.  They
moored at the wharf and sat there, their legs hanging in the air, eating
their burgers.  Hurray, hurray, it's a holiday!  The sun was high, and so
were the spirits of all of them.

   When the evening came, they found a nice bay on the banks of the lake.
It seemed they were at the seaside.  Half of the horizon was occupied by an
enormous aquatic area.  All around the little waves rolled over the
surface. Sun was setting in front of them, it's last crimson rays shining
just over the fuzzy line between water and sky.  The view was a picturesque
one.

   Tom set their small tent on the dry land and they had a little fire. 
The pine forest whispered over their heads telling strange stories of
passion.  Soon Wendy climbed back aboard the yacht and Tom and Wanda found
themselves in the tent, lying in their unzipped sleeping-bags.  They were
kissing passionately.

   "Tom" she whispered "I'd like to make love with you.  Hmm?"

   "You bet I'd like too.  But you said you're on your, y'know."

   "Yeah.  But I have one more opening you can take" she took his hand and
guided it down her back, over her round, full buttocks and down into the
cleft.  She smiled and delicately bit the tip of his nose.

   "You know what I mean.  I was a bitch, not letting you have me that way
before" the sound of his darling girlfriend talking filthy struck Tom and
excited him.  His rod immediately got iron hard and stood proudly out,
tenting his cover.

   "Sweetie, I wouldn't like to push things.  It's only if you want it
too."

   "Tom, honey, I want to give it a try at least...  Let's do it." "OK " he
grinned, almost drooling.

   Wendy reached with her hand and extracted a small tube of hand cream
from under her bed.  "I only have this to help us" she said, handing the
tube to her boyfriend "You have to make it nice" she started kissing him
and soon they lay down, undressed.  She turned to her stomach and knelt,
putting her head on her folded hands, her butt high in the air.  She
wiggled her bottom.  Tom knelt beside her and lowered his face toward her
butt.  He noticed the white string of Tampax hanging from her girl opening.
He delicately licked her back orifice.  Then he squeezed some cream over
his fingers and started to smear it all over her rosebud.  Every so often
he pushed his finger a little bit down her sphincter, trying to ease it. 
She relaxed some and he sunk into her to the second knuckle.

   He withdrew and squeezed some more cream on his finger and pushed it
back into her.  He slowly worked his way inside her widening and opening
bum.  She breathed heavily.

   Eventually he decided it was time to give it a try.  He positioned
himself right behind Wanda and put the tip of his dick against her rear
opening.

   Tom put his hand on her hip and started to push slowly.  With his other
hand he applied some more cream all over his cock.  He stopped for a
moment, giving Wanda time to accommodate him.  Then he pushed some more and
his whole dickhead popped in.  They both gasped, Tom with the feeling of
her tight, narrow anus clinging around him and Wendy having felt his big
head pop into her suddenly and now trying to get used to the feeling of
having something so hard and big stretch her asshole so much.  She sighed.

   "OK, Tommy.  You can try some more."

   He put both his hands on her hips now and started driving his pole
deeper into her.  It was well creamed and was sliding in slowly but quite
easily.  Wendy felt as if Tom's dick was now twice bigger than she felt it
in her pussy.  Her shit chute must've been much tighter, she thought.  Now
it was sliding slowly up her tummy, so stiff and big.  She felt some
discomfort for a moment but it only added to her arousal.  She was dripping
wet now; she could feel her thick, translucent girl juice dribble down her
stomach, toward her belly-button.

   Tom started slowly withdrawing.  Wanda had taken in almost all of his
stick.  He was amazed.  When he withdrew almost completely, he started
pushing back in.  This time he managed to get even more inside her.  He
withdrew again and started pushing in once more.  His strokes were getting
stronger and faster.  His balls slapped her pussy lips gently.

   It was only a matter of minutes when he could no longer hold back.  He
pushed as deep into Wanda's ass as he could and spurted his jism.  He kept
spurting more and more as he started to withdraw ever so slowly.  Hot
splashes of white cream came down Wanda's bowels.

   The girl fell down.  Tom lay down by her side.  He embraced his
girlfriend and kissed her on her forehead.

   "Thanks, honey" he said, stroking her hair "That was really great."

   "I hope this will be even better next time.  I'd like to try it again
some time."

   "More than willing to help you" he gently fondled her breast.  They
started kissing again.

   While Tom emptied his load into Wanda's ass, Wendy was lying quietly in
the dusk of the cabin.  The boat rocked gently, making her feel sleepy.  In
her mind she recalled the talk she had today with her big sister.

   They were lying on the deck, that afternoon, when they took off after
the dinner.  Tom was at his usual place at the back and they could freely
whisper.  It was about time to share her proceedings with Tom.  Wanda was
surprised to hear Wendy managed to get that far in only two days.

   "So, he gave you head yesterday, right?" she wanted to ensure.  They had
to whisper so that Tom wouldn't hear them.

   "Yeah!  That was great...  Really, haven't supposed it'd be as good" the
youngster was excited, reporting her deeds to her older sister.  Wanda
seemed just as much excited.  She was feeling aroused by the story of her
baby sister being serviced by her boyfriend.

   "And you really gave him head that evening in the cinema?" she asked.

   "Right after you left...  He liked it, I can tell!" Wendy replied.

   "Did he comment on it in any way?"

   "Not really...  But I can tell he liked it" Wendy repeated "All I have
to do now is go for the whole thing, I guess..."

   "I think so.  But not today" Wanda smiled "Today is my day to show off.
So don't interfere, please..."

   That was what they talked about in the afternoon.  Now it was late at
night and Wendy longed to have someone by her side.  She didn't want to
just lay there, all alone, in the warm darkness.  She thought some more
about the whole situation.  It seemed a bit insane.  She couldn't judge
whose idea it was that little Wendy was to seduce Tom.  It must've popped
out of nowhere apparently.  Both her and Wanda they were spending an
evening together at home as their parents were out for the night.  Tom
couldn't make it that particular night and there were just the two of them.
It was about a week before the trip they had right now.  It was already
decided Wendy was going to partake.

   The girls treated themselves well with an entertaining evening,
"borrowing" a bottle of wine from their father's cabinet.  They watched
some movies on TV and enjoyed a great time, just like they used to when
they were a bit younger.  Late at night they came upon a blue movie on one
of the satellite channels.  There was some soft lesbian action briefly
shown.

   "Look at that" Wanda said, drinking the wine from the bottle.  They had
long abandoned the glasses and every so often one of them would just sip
straight from the bottle.

   "Wonder how it feels to be touched by another woman" she told her sister
"Don't think, little lady?"

   "Haven't tried being really touched by a man even.  Pass that wine,
willya?" the other girl asked.

   "Oh, right.  You're my baby sister..." the older handed her the green
bottle.

   "Wow now!  Mind you, I've kissed a boy before, don't you think!" Wendy
objected.  She didn't like being reminded she was only eleven.

   "I've gone for the whole thing quite some time ago" Wanda continued
casually.  The wine made her relaxed and easy on the subject she hardly
ever shared with her little sister.

   "How's it?" the youngster asked.

   "A manly touch, you mean?  It feels great.  It's like...  Nah, don't
know how to express that..." her sister wondered for a while "you should
feel it herself.  Then you'd figure out."

   "So show me...  teach me something."

   "Don't get it.  How could I possibly show you?" Wanda looked surprised
at her preteen sister.

   "Touch me.  Like them girls do it in the movie" she waved her hand at
the TV.

   "Quit kidding..." the older girl laughed.

   "You've just wondered what it would be like.  Let's give it a try "
Wendy pushed on the subject.  She was getting excited with the idea of
experiencing something more than just plain kissing and playing with
herself while under the shower.

   " Oh, stop it, little lady" Wanda laughed, somewhat nervously.  Although
the idea of petting with her little sister seemed absurd, something deep
inside her mind whispered to try.

   "What's up?" Wendy teased "You chicken out now?"

   "You'd wish" the older said, putting the wine bottle aside.  She held
her baby sister by the shoulders and planted a gentle kiss on her lips.  An
anxious look appeared in Wendy's eyes for a brief moment.

   "So, who's chickening now?"

   "Shut up, oh, please " the youngster regained her composure and kissed
her sister and they started to french.  Their kisses were passionate, wet
and deep.  Their tongues wrestled, slippery and sweet.

   For Wendy kissing was still something quite new.  She enjoyed every
moment of this wonderful experience.  Wanda was used to kissing, but the
very thought of doing it with some other girl, her baby sister!  was a huge
turn-on for her.  She could feel her pussy getting moist and hot, the
familiar tingling build up, deep inside her.

   Finally they broke the kiss.  Not saying a word, Wanda took off her
nightshirt, exposing her round, firm breasts.  They heaved a little as she
breathed.  She was very proud of them.  The younger girl looked at this
wonder in amazement.  She blinked and removed her own nightie.  Her bust
was much smaller, twin little mounds only recently started to bloom.

   Now both girls were wearing panties only.  Wendy stood up and slowly
removed hers, treating her big sister with an unobstructed view of her
private parts.  Her pussy lips were firm, a bit fat and really smooth. 
Only a slight shadow of blonde peach-fuzz was shown just over the top of
her slit.

   Wanda knelt and removed her panties as well, encouraged by the
proceedings of the youngster.  She felt the night air cool down her skin.
Only this morning she shaved her pussy hair, just leaving a thin strap in
the middle, framing her cleft.  Her bush was blonde and therefore barely
visible anyway.  They were now both stark naked.  It's been years since
they've seen each other completely nude for the last time so they took
their time to absorb the image of each other fully, letting it sunk into
their minds.

   "You're so beautiful, sissy" Wendy whispered, amazed "So adult...  I
envy you!"

   "You'll be even better when you grow up.  Just give it a couple more
years."

   "Yeah, you can talk easy, you're not eleven anymore.  It's such a drag!
Damn, kiss me some more!"

   Their lips met again and this time their kissing was even more
passionate.  Wanda's hands wandered about her sister's body, gently feeling
her sides, her back, her barely developed boobies.  She was surprised but
aroused at the same time to notice Wendy's hands on her breasts.  The
little girl gently stroked and caressed her sister's tits, playing eagerly
with them.  Her nipples got hard and poked out.  Wanda moved her hand down,
toward the younger girl's crotch.  With the tip of her finger she located
the top of her cleft and moved her finger down, alongside it.  Wendy's
firm, puffy cunny lips opened up slightly upon this caress.  Her big sister
was surprised to find the preteen moist already down there.  She returned
to the top of this prepubescent pussy and located the tiny bump there,
concealed inside the warm folds of pink flesh.

   She started to gently massage Wendy's clit perfectly aware of the effect
it had on the girl.  The small body in her arms rocked gently accordingly
to her ministrations in the preteen's pubic area.  Wanda quickened her
pace, from time to time slipping her finger down, pushing it deep between
the opening hot humid lips of Wendy's cunny.

   She could tell her little sister was on the edge.  She pressed her clit
for the last time and dashed down, deep into her slit.  Once there she
hooked her finger and speared it up, deep inside Wendy girl opening,
quickly moving it back and forth, spearing inside this lovely pussy a
couple times.  The youngster kind of sobbed and collapsed in her arms,
remaining like that for couple minutes, her body was limp and warm.

   "What's happened to me?  When I did it myself it was never as good as
today..." whispered Wendy when she finally regained her self-control.  She
could feel Wanda's finger still deep inside her tummy.  It caused some
slight discomfort at first, but she got used to it now.  She almost felt
disappointed, when her sister removed it.

   "I guess I took your girlhood" Wanda stated, showing her trace of
redness on her finger.  It was little Wendy's blood from the apparently
broken hymen.

   "Oh.  I...  I guess it's even better.  I'll have nothing to worry when a
man takes me for the first time."

   "Isn't it too early for you to worry?  Where can you get a man at your
age?"

   "I can seduce Tom" suddenly Wendy was very self-confident.  She grabbed
the wine and sipped some.

   "Quit kidding.  How could you possibly do it?" Wanda was laughing.  Her
tits wiggled on her chest.

   "You think I'm too young, huh?"

   "Sure.  But OK, if you want.  I dare you to seduce my boyfriend.  How
bout it, little lady?"

   "All right.  But if I fulfil the dare, you'll do anything for me, how
'bout it?"

   "Whatever you want.  And you couldn't possibly win anyway."

   "We'll see.  Give me some time, let's till we come back home from The
Lake District, OK?"

   "Whatever..." Wanda was still laughing "And I think it's time for you to
pay me back for my service.  I need some nice climax as well..." but that
Wendy needn't to be told twice and she eagerly took on the task of
satisfying her elder sister.

   That was about ten days ago.  And now little Wendy was lying in the dark
cabin, all alone.  She was closer to her goal that she ever expected to
reach.  Wanda shouldn't have dared her, she thought.  Or maybe it was the
best thing that happened to her.  She reached down to her crotch and
located her clit.  She started to caress it, in her mind reliving the
previous evening and the stunning feeling of Tom's mouth on her cunny.  It
wasn't before a satisfying climax that she finally fell asleep.

   "Hey there, little lady!" was the first thing she heard in the morning.
It took her several moments to make it back to reality from her dreams. 
Her mind was still blurred.

   "Get up, Wendy.  It's high time for us to grab something to eat" Wanda
was sitting in the doorway, looking down at her sister.  The youngster
finally managed to clear her thoughts.

   "You did it!" she guessed.  Her big sister wouldn't invade her at
sunrise just to bubble about food "You let him, you know, from behind?"

   "Sure I did."

   "And?"

   "And what?"

   "Oh, goddamn!  What was it like?  C'mon, tell me more!" Wendy demanded
"I told you all about what I did."

   "Well, if you say so.  To begin with..." Wanda started to relate he
whole previous evening, telling the story of her virgin anal sex.  Her
little sister could hardly sit still, listening to all the hot stuff.

   Before they were finished, Tom managed to make a fire and cook some
coffee.  He also warmed some canned stuff, their usual menu.

   "Hey there, on the boat" he shouted out loud.  The girls surely did take
their time, he thought.  They had much talk recently.  At first he was a
bit afraid Wendy would tell on him, but after all it was her who started
the whole situation.

   The girls emerged, already wearing their bikinis.  It wouldn't be as
surprising if not for the fact they were both topless, just like they did
when sunbathing.

   "My, my!" he exclaimed, his thought rushing around the subject of
concealing his hard-on.  He didn't have one yet but that was just a matter
of minutes.  He could freely stare, well, almost freely, at two beautiful
sets of tits.  Given the fact he that remembered other times he could see
these, well, nobody could fight it.

   "What's up, sweetheart?  "Wanda asked, looking at him "Could it be that
you're ashamed to have these two lovely ladies strip for you?  Or did you
lost your liking in girls recently?" she teased.

   " I was just surprised" he replied "I really like it.  Really!  Both of
you!"

   "You'd better!" Wendy remarked "You should treat me like a lady as well.
I'm not a little girl anymore" she pouted her lips, pulling a face.

   "How could I miss that obvious fact" he said, handing both of them food
cans and forks.

   "Help yourselves, noble ladies.  I need to...  see a man about the dog.
You know what I mean" he turned around and disappeared into the forest,
rushing through the bushes.

   "Did he go to take a leak?" Wanda suggested.

   "I'd rather say he went to play with himself "Wendy offered the more
realistic version.  The pressure was rising.

   "Are you going to do it finally" Wanda asked.  Wendy nodded her head.

   "Definitely.  That's why I'd like you to disappear today or find some
other way to leave us alone for a bit."

   "All right, sissy..."

   They set off soon, slowly cruising along the shore of the lake.  It was
already time for them to have their first longer stop, as they reached the
first destination.  They intended to find a nice camping place and hang
around for three or four days.
   Their adventures in the Lake District were just only beginning.