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The Cabin Retreat

My father had been seriously ill most of the Summer, but was now on the mend. My sister and I had come home from college for the Summer to help mom with dad. As the time approached for my sister and I to return to college, my father made a request. He asked if we could all go to the mountains and spend the weekend together at great grandpa's old cabin. The cabin was a rustic old log structure a few miles up a trail from the main road. We tried to decline, but dad said he would go alone if we didn't join him. We reluctantly agreed as we couldn't let dad attempt a hike like that alone. We knew he was stubborn enough to try.

It was a sunny Friday morning in late August. We loaded up the truck with food and kerosene and wicks and candles and bed linens...everything that mom and dad thought we would need. We drove for what seemed like hours and turned off the paved road onto a trail. We could only make it about a hundred yards before we had to park. We hand-carried all of the supplies we had brought the two miles up the mountain trail. Dad struggled at times, but we made it late in the afternoon.

The cabin had weathered the years well, but the forest surrounding the cabin had encroached upon the structure. I spent an hour clearing a path to the outhouse. We gathered firewood. Mom and Molly my sister dusted the cabin and changed the bed linens. I entered the cabin. I hadn't remembered much about it. I hadn't been there in ten or fifteen years. The large open room was lit with hurricane lamps. There was a homemade dining table and six chairs. There was a pot belied stove with a rock chimney. There was one room to the rear of the cabin. It was the bedroom where mom and dad would sleep. There was a ladder up to the loft. I climbed up high enough to see an old feather mattress with fresh linens. Mom prepared a great meat stew on the wood stove. I gathered more firewood. Dad broke out a large bottle of whiskey and mom dug out a bottle of wine from one of her Rubbermade containers. We sat and talked and drank about the family history until late. Dad stretched and yawned and then grabbed mom's hand. They staggered toward the bedroom.

Molly and I had another drink of straight whiskey. We both laughed as we heard our middle age parents trying to get it on in the bedroom without us hearing. Mom kept shusshing dad, but neglected to control her own whimpers of joy. Before long the squeaking of the bed picked up the pace and both parents got vocal with their pleasure.

I mentioned to Molly that it looked like we would be sharing the loft. She and I had slept in the same bed from babies to first grade, so it wasn't something shocking. Molly had been a sleepwalker when we were young. It was my job to yell for mom when Molly got out of bed in the middle of the night. She had always fell asleep, spooning me from behind.

Molly was quite tipsy from the whiskey and wine. I had to assist her up the ladder. Once she was in the loft, I climbed back down and fetched a lit hurricane lamp in case we had to make an outhouse run during the night. As I climbed above the loft floor, the lantern cast a light on my sister. She was topless and attempting to throw off her shoes and pants. The low ceiling and rafters made undressing difficult. I sat the lantern on the floor and waited at the ladder for Molly to get herself together. Molly got frustrated and yelled for me to help her. I pulled off her shoes and socks and helped her shimmy out of her jeans. Molly slid her panties down her leg and tossed them into the pile of clothes. She said it was hot. She crawled up the feather mattress and collapsed butt naked on her back. I hadn't seen Molly naked since well before puberty. Now at age twenty one and a college junior she had definitely morphed into a beautiful woman. I looked upon her with curiosity. I thought that if I had been born a girl, this is what I would look like. I would have softball sized breasts with pink nipples. I would have nice curves and long legs. I would have much less pubic hair than I have as a male. I snapped out of my studies and lowered the flame on the lamp. I undressed down to my boxers and I crawled onto the mattress beside Molly. A few minutes later, Molly rolled over into her old spooning position. It felt like old times, kind of nostalgic. Only way back then, Molly didn't have breasts pressed against my back!

As hard as I tried, I couldn't doze off. I mean there were two boobies against my shoulders! Molly had pressed her knee between my knees and bent her leg upward. Her thigh rested against my boxer covered testicles. I have to say, I have never actually been lucky in love so the sights I had seen and the sensations that I was feeling were all new and creepily exciting. Finally, I managed to fade off to sleep. Sometime in the middle of the night, I woke to find that Molly and I had changed positions. I was spooning her now. I realized my arm was wrapped around her and my hand was on her breast. I could feel her nipple between my fingertips. My cock awakened as well It responded by swelling and pressing Molly right between her thighs. Molly suddenly stirred. She mumbled, "Oh Bill, not now, my parents will hear". My name is Steve! I tried to remain motionless. Molly wriggled a bit and reached down between her legs and squeezed my cock. She skillfully released it from the trapdoor and held my cock in her hand. Molly mumbled, " OK Bill but be quiet". With that, Molly got up on her knees and rolled me over on my back. Molly straddled my cock and lowered herself on me. I was stunned! Seconds later, she was impaling her pussy on my cock. Before long, I knew what was building inside me, I loudly whispered that I was cumming. Molly jumped off and took a position between my legs. She grabbed my cock and the dropped her mouth over it. Molly sucked and licked hard. I lost control and held the back of her head as I exploded my cum in her mouth. Molly swallowed, and then mumbled for Bill to go back to sleep. She collapsed and I fell in behind her. I fell back to sleep spooning her. We awoke the next morning as if nothing had happened.

The family spent the day together. It was a great time. Once again, we drank deep into the evening and I found myself in the loft in bed with Molly. I fell asleep, but soon after, I was awakened by Molly trying to roll me over on top of her. She said Bill I am horny. Molly parted her legs and raised her ass. My cock sat at her front door. Molly pressed my head down toward her tummy. She didn't stop pressing me until my face was staring straight into her pussy. Molly said eat me Bill. I followed orders. Molly tasted like a musty sexy wetness. I lapped her up . She moaned and pulled me up to her breasts. I nibbled her nipples. Molly said fuck me Bill. So I pushed my cock inside her and I began humping her. Molly got loud with her moaning. I felt my orgasm cumming. I withdrew and sprayed my cum on Molly's belly button. We both fell asleep. We awoke the next morning and got ready to pack up everything to go home. Molly pulled me to the side as we walked back down the trail to the car. She whispered to me that she had dried cum on her. I felt my eyes bug out of my head! I was busted! Molly pulled me in close and whispered in my ear. Thanks Bill. She smiled at me. Molly said she had awakened in the middle of our sex. She said this would be our little secret for life...never again! I nodded and we returned home.

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