A TALE OF TWO ISLANDS_(1)

titled: a tale of two islands. part 1

The evening sun was still warm when we rode our way into west bay and closed on west dollar and east dollar island. The islands at one time where one large island in the western shore of Lake George. There were actually two camping islands that were usually very busy this time of year but the high cost of gasoline had keep lake traffic down this year. As a result east and west dollar camp grounds were ours again this week. we were about 4 miles from another island with straight cliffs on our east shore. perfect tranquility as we were as alone as one could get , except for the passing boat that was looking for a place to park and swim for the day. The east island had a small dock that we removed from the water as soon as we arrived, it was the only place to beach a large boat. we preferred not to have company sneak up at night. We were totally alone.

My family consisted of my teen aged sister Kay who just turned 17 this month and my other sister, Ariel . Ariel was 15 years old and caused us nothing but trouble. I was the oldest at 18, Bobby, just starting my first year in college in the Fall. Cathy and John were Mom and Dad. they were the average boat people whether it was sunny or raining they loved being on the boat. I can see why. The Sea Ray was was 34 feet of comfort; forward bunk area that slept 3 comfortably and the aft bunk room that my parents likes was away from the rest of us to allow them some privacy. dinning area also slept 3 so we had plenty of room.

On special occasions we would rent out the island for the whole week, mom and dad would commute to work daily parking at the Marina. they of course left me in charge. we have a smaller run about that was left at our disposal in case of an emergency but mostly play. we went water skiing and tubing a lot. I was the loner type and did not have a girl friend at this time nor did I have a good male friend. I kind of read and listened to the radio and short wave a lot. The two girls were always up to something which was not at all amusing.


they often brought their friend Angelina along for a swim. her parents were divorced and with her mother working, she sat around the house all Summer. Angelina, Angel, was a friend to both my Sisters since her age fell right in the middle of the other two girls. She always was watching me when I was around her. I would glance her way and she would drop her eyes.

All three girls were very attractive my oldest sister had large boobs and a skinny waist. She looked great in a two piece bathing suit. and Ariel was a little shorter at 5 foot 8 inches and a little less big in the bra size. More Model Looking. Angel was 5 foot 3 inches of dynamite. slim figure, smallish boobs with a b cup. All three were dirty blonde with blue eyes. They all knew that they looked great to boys and were a little stuck up with the exception of Angel, who was almost completely innocent. I thought. She thought about things before she dove into them. the other two dove first looked around later. a stark contrast .

So now we begin our tale with a whole week ahead of us for adventure. we had the island for the week and our parents were working, only visiting us every 3 day or so on the island. We had the big boat this time because there were the 4 of us and it promised to be a rainy week. the first night we always have a roaring bon fire and we sit around telling ghost stories. Ariel was in here 2 piece bathing suit with a white robe. Kay had a brief two piece on with out a cover, she was never cold. Angel was wearing a two piece suit and a white beach robe. the fire was blazing. The sun was going down and we decided to play a game, poker, with pennies for betting . Kay was as usual cleaning up. She relished on winning the more devestating the more she liked it.


Then someone, I’m sure it was Kay, said why don’t we play strip poker. Since Kay was winning, she got to pick the game. I was wearing trunks and a t shirt as the game started. Until the first hand was lost, no one really thought that anyone would actually strip. no one here was a prude, the girls would normally squat and pee, walking a short distance off the trail, without a second thought. I would do the same but maybe not go as far off the trail so anyone that wanted to look had a good look at my cock.


Speaking about my cock, I was satisfied with it completely, it hung down almost vertical about 7 inches . when angered it would grow a little but got bigger round by double.