tennis week

This is my first post, this is FICTION, if it seems “real” then ” thank you” but its still fiction.


My name is Marc, I don’t really know where or how to start this but since I’m sworn to secrecy not being allowed to tell any of my friends, this is about my only option to tell someone about this.

I am 16, still in High school, my mom’s name is Cindy. My mom was, at least in her day anyway probably pretty hot. Shes still not bad to look at and definately is “larger” in the chest than her three friends. And yes by god my first sexual experience invovled them as well.

Summer vacation 2010. Mom surprised me with the news that we were going on vacation for a whole week over summer break. This surprised the hell out of me since money has always been so tight with only her income. I’ve never really had a dad, or even an explaination as to why I didn’t have one, but why no one ever told me about my dad will become self evident later on.

Anyway mom tells me shortly after schools been let out that we are actually going on vacation for a whole week. Then the reality begins to set in, My mom is going on a tennis weekend vacation with her old friends from school. I am tagging along with no one my own age there, and the “women” want me to cut firewood and haul crap around for them. For this “honor” I get to be called the man ouf the house, or camp or whatever. But supposedly there is a lake nearby the tennis courts that I can at least try to go fishing at. Because of my age I don’t need a license, last year for that. And if I’m carefull enough, I may be able to sneek some of their alcohol, except that they drink wine, not beer. GOD this week in the woods stands a good chance of sucking really badly.

Well the grand day arrived and since we were so broke, Moms friend Karen pulled up and picked us up in her Jeep CJ. Don’t get me wrong, its a cool vehicle and hers is nice. But 3 people and their camping gear in a CJ is pretty tight fitting. My god I did not mind, my mom right away made me sit in the back because Karen was wearing thin shorts and some type of top that blew in the breeze and made it obvious that she was not wearing a bra. Even better, Karen had already stored some of her stuff in the seat behind her so that mom couldnt make me sit behind her. I sat behind mom and did my best to look down the sleeve of Karens shirt at her bare boob the whole trip. Now I have tried lookind down the tops of women for as long as I can remember and I never got the chances like I did with her. It seemed like the two of them were just engrossed in conversation but Karen, bless her, just kept moving her arms and lifting her hand to gesture giving me an almost pervect view point. I noticed a few times my mom taking Karens hand in gesture and talking to her while bringing her hand down to obstruct my view.
Karens nipples are slightly pinkish to purple in color, no brown to them at all. Beautiful areola, slightly larger than quarter size and her nips stick out proud and hard when the top is down on the CJ. This is turning out to be the best vacation ever. I don’t care if they use me as a damm pack mule. If Moms friends are showing off their tits I am gonna volunteer for anything they ask for.

Well we got to the rented cabin and Moms other friends were already there and life just got much better. Lizzy “Elizabeth” and Michelle were both braless. I could see that mom both noticed this and also tried to “not notice” this. While simultaniously trying to check me out to see if I was noticing this. Oh god this is going to be a whole week long, I see no bras on the women and I am already reading my mom ahead of her. I made a note of trying to think of anything I could say or do to convince my mom that I am not getting a total hardon for her friends. Which I already had to hide getting out of the jeep. No simple task since I seem to have inherited somthing from my unknown father that has made that area larger than most.

Lizzy and Michelle were already into their wine supply and were feeling out Mom and Karen to see how much they had brought up. Sensing this to be a good time to put myself in all the girls good graces I decided to look for firewood, knowing that a fire and wine went well with women. Mom couldn’t say no to firewood, the others giggled and wiggled at the idea and I brought back two stumps that other people had left behind because they were the kind of things that would burn for 3 days. I took an axe to the edges that I could knock off so they’d fit in the large central fireplace and allow me to build a fire around them and use them to keep the fire going for days. This kept me busy till dark and after bringing the last of my two main prizes in and an assortment of what it would take to get them going I noticed that we were several hours into this week long vacation and the only bra in use was my moms.
I also noticed that “looks” were being thrown my way. The kind of looks that make you think that theres some sort of conspiracy in place, and you are part of it. All these bra-less women were kind of winking at me and it seemed like a good thing. They asked, well Michelle, LIzzy and Karen mostly. If I was tired after cutting all that wood. My god looking at all those tits wobbling and bobbing at me,even a faint hint at the color of their nipples screaming out at me to guess what it was. From what I could gather, the three women wanted me out of the room, but at the same time they wanted me, I don’t know. Somehow involved. I took the hint and announced I was exhausted and wanted to go to bed.

Mom jumped in on this, they all fussed for a few minutes over finding me a “good” spot to sleep where they wouldn’t bother me. What surprised me was their conversation during this. It was almost like they didn’t really want me to take the bunk the farthest away from the noise. Somehow, my being a guy translated to. I might need to pee in the night and run outside so they wanted me closer to the middle of the cabin. It was too little info to work on and too few bunks to make a difference. Two were off to a side with a half wall separating them off so it was decided that Mom and I would take the “secluded” section. Since we were together. Whatever ladies, you are leading at this point while I am pretending to sleep while eaves dropping since it seems like somthing is up.

It didnt take them long to dig into moms wine stash. Naturally I was peeking over the railing and this is where it got really interesting. I got busted twice for peeking. Once by Michelle who when mom wasnt looking waived at me to back off. And once by Karen who was moms “closest” friend, the one who drove us up here, and she did the same damm thing!!
Both of them waived me back so mom wouldnt see me listening in on them. I layed back completely out of view and listened while taking it in. The conversation had worked its way across the room. It was almost as if all three women were trying to keep Moms back to me. I had to guess that all three were in on somthing but whatever it was I had no idea. Except that all three of them were bra-less for the whole damm day and I already loved them for that. So I was starting to think that whatever any of those three suggested, I had better do it no questions asked. Hard as hell to do but this was turning into somthing potentially spectular!. Not only that but I had noticed that the ladies had been filling moms wine glass without asking.

The conversation was boring, and I didnt want to miss anything or be spotted again so I just layed there. Then I tried it from my bed. I found that the sound bounced off the ceiling almost perfectly and as long as the fans werent running I could hear reasonably well. While pretending to be asleep. I heard a few “what are you” but couldnt make out the rest then a “whatever” from mom but that was about it. Then about a half hour later Michelle came up stairs. Quietly, I never heard her comming. Her head popped up out of nowhere and before I could pretend I was asleep she was putting her finger to her mouth with the “shusshh” motion. AND she was in nothing but bra and panties, where the hell the bra came from I dont’ know because she certainly wasnt wearing one earlier. She motioned for me to follow her while staying quiet. Which I did, from the dark of where we came from I almost couldnt see what I wanted but I briefly got a glimpse of her nipples through her bra and the fact that she only had a narrow strip of pubes under her panties. My god this was incredible, I had a grown women leading me back downstairs, obviously in secret with her nipples and pussy hair clearly visible through her sheer garments! The tiptoe walk down the stairs was equally incredible. Her ass was perfectly outlined and I could clearly see the crack between her cheeks. There was a nice wobble to her cheeks too. I think I was just too nervous about what all was going on to get a hard on at the time.

Michelle led me to the edge of the kitchenette area and motioned for me to stand just around the corner from the conversation. Michelle then stood at the corner giving me a much better view of her ass and I saw her make an almost imperceptable nod to Lizzy who was talking to Mom. Lizzy was also in bra and panties but I couldnt see much of her through Michelle. Lizzy made the statement “so you’ve actually seen it?” and mom replied, sounding a bit more than tipsy. Well not directly but god it is magnificiant.