So, as a result, Tyler and I were going to spend a week or so in the woods, alone and yet completely free to do whatever we wanted- something we hardly ever got to do here.
Tyler’s father had married my mother three years ago, when I was fourteen. Tyler was a few years older than me. Like his father, Tyler had dark skin, black hair and creamy brown eyes. They both were a sight to see. Both were tall, standing at over six foot.
“Tori, are you ready?” My mom yelled out from downstairs.
“Yeah mom, I’m coming!” I replied, grabbing my suitcase from my bed and headed downstairs to where everyone was waiting.
“You drive carefully, now, Tyler, okay?” his dad handed him the car keys, almost reluctantly, “and be careful,”
Tyler groaned. “Yes dad, I promise. Can we go now?”
We kissed and hugged each other goodbye and in a few moments we were in the car heading towards the freeway. Tyler had his music station on, so I reached for my earphones, but before I could insert them into my ears he slapped them away.
“What the fuck, Ty?” angered flared into my voice.
“Hey, watch your language young lady,” He laughed and I rolled my eyes. “No earphones: you’re not going to ignore me, and you’ll learn to love my music.”
“But your taste in music is shit,” I whined, “I’d rather claw my ears off!”
“Oh well, that’s your issue now, isn’t it? Just don’t get any blood on my car, okay?” We laughed as he pulled onto the freeway.
After a few minutes of silence, I asked, “what are we actually going to do down there? It’s been years since either of us have been.”
“I don’t know,” he shrugged, “hopefully the pool’s still working; it’s gonna be hot for the next few weeks.”
I groaned: I hated the hot weather. Although it provided me a great opportunity to get a golden tan, the hot air and the sticky humidity was always a massive turn off.
Tyler turned up the radio and I groaned again as another one of his favourite songs blasted through the speakers, almost giving me a headache.
Ten minutes down, only four-and-a-half hours to go.
__**__
“Wake up, you,” Tyler poked me awake and I lifted my head from where I had fallen asleep on his shoulder. “We’re here,”
“We’re here already?” I asked groggily, still half asleep.
“You’ve been asleep for two hours, Tori; it’s almost dinner time, so let’s get inside out of this heat and order some food.”
He opened the back doors and pulled our bags out. I took my bag off of him and followed him up to the front door.
‘Cabin’ was not the right word for this building. It was more like a house, a house in the middle of the woods. It had grey stone walls that connected to wooden panels along the front of the house, creating this sleek modern look that almost seemed out of place compared to its surrounding foliage.
Tyler unlocked the door and immediately disabled the alarm and flicked on the lights. Inside was modern as well: leather furniture and a massive flat-screen TV was mounted on the far wall. At the back of the house large floor-to-ceiling windows let the evening sun in, casting yellow and greenish shadows across the floors. It was much cooler inside than what it was out.
The backyard was visible, though there were no fences as they were not needed, and the blue pool stared back at us. It looked like it was usable, so hopefully it was.
Tyler walked to his room and I walked to mine to unpack our bags for our stay. It took me about twenty minutes to have everything neatly tucked away and tidy before I left the room, meeting up with Tyler who was already watching TV.
“When are we gonna have dinner?” I asked, “I’m starving!”
“You know where the phone is,” he answered, “bring it to me and I’ll order pizza,”
I hit him on the shoulder. “I am not your maid,”
“And I’m not your cook. Bring me the phone or you can go hungry,” he smirked as I retrieved the phone off the kitchen counter and threw it at him, hard. “Ouch! Fuck, Tori!”
I laughed as I jumped onto the couch beside him, stretching my legs as he ordered our dinner.
Once he was done ordering, he turned the TV up louder, and I saw he was watching one of his favourite shows; one of my least favourites.
“Please can you change the channel?” I begged, “Please?”
“Why? This is a great show,”
“No it’s not: it’s stupid, please change it over,”
“You’re such a child,” He sighed as he flipped through the channels before we both agreed on what to watch. “There, are you happy now?”
“Very,” I smiled as I relaxed into the couch, ignoring the heat and trying to focus on the show.
__**__
After we had packed away the remaining pizza to have for breakfast the following morning, Tyler suggested that we go for a swim as it was still hot out. I agreed and went to change into my bikini.
My pink bikini barely held my perky EEs, and my bottoms glided smoothly over my bare pussy lips. They were my favourite pair: I never left home without them if I was going away. I finished tying them together and left my room.
By the time I was outside, I was already sweating a little from the evening sun, and Tyler was already in the pool.
He shot me a fake apologetic look. “Sorry, Tori, I couldn’t wait!” he grinned.
“Sure, sure, whatever,” I rolled my eyes as I dove in, the cool water rushing around my body, providing instant relief from the relentless hot sun.
I surfaced after a few moments and saw that Tyler had begun to swim laps around the pool. His muscular arms propelling him forward through the water caused ripple effects that broke on the side of the pool.
I swam to the shallow end so I was able to stand up and flipped myself onto my back to relax. My massive tits almost made it impossible to stay balanced but I somehow managed to do it and stay comfortable at the same time.
I closed my eyes at let the sun get to work on my body, feeling my pores soak up its rays as it sunk beyond the tree line.
I opened my eyes to see the sun casting shadows along Tyler’s back as he swam back and forth. I was mesmerised by the way his dark skin rippled when he moved his arms through the water, and how the sun seemed to make his skin glow.
He was definitely a handsome devil, and I knew that ladies constantly fought over him. He’d even had a few steady girlfriends in the past, but nothing ever came of those relationships.
I pulled my gaze away from his back to stare at the sinking sun. The sky was now a deep bluey pink, and the trees casted shadows around us. The air was still hot, however, and I wanted to get out of it as soon as possible, regardless of how cool the water felt.
“Oi, Tyler,” I yelled out, breaking him from his swimming, “I’m going back inside, it’s getting too hot,”
He nodded and continued to swim around and around.
I walked into my bedroom, grabbing some pajamas and heading into the bathroom to take a shower. I turned the water on and while I was waiting for it to be at the right temperature, I stripped down and threw my bikinis in the shower so I could rinse them as well.
I stepped into the shower, sighing as the water crashed against my body. My nipples immediately hardened against the chilly water and I grabbed some soap and rubbed them until suds completely covered them.
I moved the soap slowly across my body, gently rubbing my arms and my stomach. I avoided my pussy lips- which were starting to become aroused by my own teasing- and rubbed the soap into my legs.
When I was sure that the rest of me was clean, I opened my legs and allowed my hand that was holding the soap to travel down south slowly. I moaned and gasped as the soap brushed over my hard clit, pulling it from its hiding place beneath the folds of its hood.
I circled the soap around it and my hips started to buck against the stimulation. I placed the soap back on its rack and with one hand I started rubbing my clit in circular motions, while my other hand gently rubbed at the entrance to my hole.
When I was sure that I was wet enough, I gently slid my slender finger up into my aching pussy, withholding a moan. I slowly pumped my finger in and out while I increased the speed of my other hand on my clit.
I slowly added another finger, penetrating more deeply. I started to pump faster and my juices started to mix with the water from the shower, slowly trailing down my legs. I could feel my orgasm start to slowly build in the pit of my stomach.
Another finger was added as I started thrusting against my pussy, my entire arm putting in the effort to bring me to a climax.
I accidently let out a moan and the hand that was masturbating my clit came up to cover my mouth as I gasped. I listened for a few moments and decided that Tyler hadn’t heard me, that he was still outside swimming.
I could smell my juices on the hand that now covered my mouth and one by one I sucked them in. I tasted like sweet watermelon. I sucked on my fingers as I pumped my pussy harder and faster, the orgasm almost overcoming me.
Just.
A.
Little.
More.
“Tori!” Tyler yelled out from the other side of the bathroom door, “hurry the fuck up, I wanna take a shower too!”
I jumped at the sudden sound of his voice, and pulled my fingers from my pulsing pussy, my orgasm fizzling away into nothing.
I sighed as I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, picking up my bikini.
