My Sister Eve

I had to take my summer vacation with my parents. There was nothing else for me to do. I had wanted to go with a couple of guys from my university dorm, but couldn’t afford what they wanted to do. So, just to have a vacation and get away for a while, I went with my folks to the mountain lake they liked so much. The home that they had bought was quite big; it looked just like a cabin, really. It had a veranda that also served as a boat dock. It was a neat place; I liked the solitude. But, there was my sister.

Two years younger than me, she always wanted me to take her out on the lake in our small rowboat. I actually thought about taking her out there and leaving her on the lake, swimming back, it irritated me so much.

I hated her always hanging around. That is until one day, I really began to love it.

It was hot; the air in the low mountains didn’t get as cool at night in the higher elevations. The lake was large. I couldn’t even see one end of it from the other. I wasn’t having one hell of a good time, but I wasn’t actually unhappy. Boating was interesting. My sister, Eve, would simply lie back in the boat and get some sun. She was going to burn, and refused to put on any suntan lotion.

One day in particular, she was really, really red, but insisted on going out to the middle of the lake to jump off the boat and go for a swim. Actually, I liked it a lot out in the middle of the lake. I could relax in the sun. It was a particularly hot day. I had worked up quite a sweat rowing out to the middle of the lake. I lay there, in one end of the boat, Eve in the other.

Today, she wore a bikini type of bathing suit that really showed off her body. There were stripes all over the place on her skin from wearing different bathing suits. She looked like a bowl of mixed ice cream – strawberry in one place, vanilla in another, and chocolate here and there. She was a mess.

“You’re going to burn, Eve. Let me put something on you.”

She shook her snotty little head. “I want a tan, an all-over tan.”

Ha, I thought. “You’re not going to get an ‘all-over’ tan wearing that suit,” I said. “It’ll leave stripes all over you, just like you have now. You should see yourself. You’re a mess.”

She looked at me. She blinked her eyes rapidly and her chest heaved, the nipples on her tits showing through the material.

I had hurt her feelings. I could see a tear gathering in the corner of one eye.
“Really?” she asked, choking back a sob.

I shook my head. “Not really, I’m sorry.”

She looked down at herself and then, without another word, reached behind her head and pulled off her top. I was surprised by the sudden display of naked female flesh. She was beautiful. Her tits were big, perfectly round melons, centred by dusky red nipples each sticking out firmly. Her tits were upright, jutting up in the air a little.

I looked around to be sure that no one was approaching. Off in the distance, I could see another boat, one with an outboard. It was heading in the other direction.

To my total surprise, Eve bent forward and hooked her thumbs in the band of her bikini bottoms and slipped them down to her ankles, and then she kicked them toward me.

“There,” she said. “No more striped tan lines.”

There was a sudden lump in my throat, and one in my trunks. I tried to swallow. That took care of the lump in my throat. The other lump would have to wait, I figured.

“Put some lotion on me now,” she said looking straight at the bulge in my trunks. Without saying anything she lay back in the boat. There wasn’t a whole lot of room to stretch out; she had spread her towel across one of the seats and turned on her stomach, her tight little ass up in the air.

Her legs were slightly parted. I could see her pink rosebud of an asshole, and beneath that, her pussy lips were parted. Each lip was peppered with light brown hair. The inner lips were visible, wet and pink. God was I going crazy, or was my own sister making me horny?

“Well?” she asked, looking back at me. “Are you going to, or not?”

I reached down and picked up the suntan lotion. With shaking hands, I squirted some into one palm, and then shakily manoeuvred myself closer to her. I glanced around, no one in sight.

I began by spreading the lotion on her lower legs, lifting one and rubbing it in as quickly as I could.

My blood was racing; I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.