Tennyson Lake Part 1: New Love (The Original)

“Matthew, Fern, Paige! Get into the living room, NOW!” My Mother screamed.
I took of my headphones and closed the lid of my laptop, got up and grumbled my way to my bedroom door, my dick swaying freely in its flaccid state. As I stepped through the frame, I saw my sisters; Fern and Paige, walk out too, with our pug, Jeff, yapping at Paige’s legs. At 19 years old, my sister, Fern, was older than me by 13 months. She was about 5 foot 4 (164cm) with pale green eyes, golden hair that fell down to her pink nipples on her 34B cup breasts. She had long, slender legs with a freshly waxed pussy. She was, as defined by most teenage males; ‘Fucking smoking’. Paige, who was 14 at the time, had milk chocolate brown hair to her shoulders and a pair of blue eyes, making her look constantly sad. She had a small, dark brown, short-haired landing strip about three quaters of an inch wide and three inches long. She had 32A cup boobs with a similar build to Fern; long legs and a thin body. I could tell that she was going to be a guy slayer when she’s older. I towered over both of them at 6 foot 1 (185cm), with crew-cut gold colored hair, and bright blue eyes. I worked out with some old weights, so I wasn’t too chubby, but I didn’t have a six pack either. I shaved my pubic hair as well, and when hard, my dick was about 6 & ¾ inches, which I was fairly happy with. I had dated a fair few girls, had sex with a couple of them. By standards I was relatively good looking. But, secretly, I adored my sister, Fern. None of the other girls lived up to her standards. It was such a shame that we were siblings. Fern gave me a quizzical look as she turned and followed Paige and Jeff down the stairs, letting me see her cute little butt as our mother yelled at us again.

I met the gaze of my mother and father as I came in, and sat down on the sofa next to Fern. Our Parents sat in armchairs opposite us and looked at us. At 40, my mother was still a very good looking woman. Apart from her blue eyes and for the age showing in her face, and the way her breasts sagged, her and Fern looked pretty damn similar. Mom didn’t bother to shave, and kept a full bush, which is a shame, as I thought she would look better shaved. Dad was 6 foot 2 (188cm) with short brown hair, green eyes, a ‘beer gut’ and rather broad shoulders. He had a full set of pubic hair around his flaccid dick. It was hard to see how big his dick could get due to all the hair, but for the few times I saw it, it must have been at least 7 & ¼ inches.

“We have decided upon a location for our Vacation this Christmas. We will be leaving the afternoon that school finishes, and we will come back after two weeks. We will be spending Christmas there also.” Said Dad.
“Where are we going?” Paige asked.
“New Zealand, Sweetie.” Mom answered
“No Way!” Fern and I yelled. We are both pretty big Lord of the Rings fans, so this is a great moment for us.
“The first week we will be touring around the islands, going to tourist attractions. The second week, we will be spending at a lake called Lake Tennyson, set in a valley at the feet of some hills. We will also be spending Christmas on the sixth day at Lake Tennyson ” said Dad.
“Will we be going to go to Matamata?” Questioned Fern.
“Are we gonna see the Southern Alps?” I asked.
“Where the hang is New Zealand?” asked Paige curiously. Fern and I both shot daggers at her.
“New Zealand is just east of Australia, And Matthew, yes, we shall see the Southern Alps, and we will be spending a day and a half at Hobbiton, Fern.” said Mom. Fern and I got up and ran to our parents and hugged them, giving out a heavy praise. Then we hugged each other, and Fern started to uncontrollably sob into my shoulder, pressing her naked body hard into mine, making my penis rise a bit while Paige just sat there looking confused.
“Mom, will be able to go naked during our vacation?” asked Paige
“With any luck, while we are at Tennyson Lake, we might be able to, if there is no one there, but if there are too many people, we may just go to a local nudist resort” Mom answered.
“Why would there be people there?”
“It’s a public lake, so anyone can come by.”
“Oh, okay, that’s fine then.” Paige then got up, picked up Jeff and carted him back to her room to him up and post the pictures online. All the while, Fern and I were still hugging, her more than I, and she was still crying with joy. I managed to pull her off of me, and we headed back to our rooms, her first.

14 days later

“Oi, We have two hours to get on our plane, so get your lazy butt holes down here!” Screeched my mother again. I donned some warm, casual clothing, grabbed my luggage and made my way towards the living room.
“No Fern, Go back upstairs and get some clothes on! Don’t groan at me young lady, now get up there! And when you come back down you better be wearing a bra and panties, or God help you!”
I passed Fern going up the stairs, grumbling with anger at our mother. I met Paige, Dad and Mom in the living room.
“Oh good, you’re here Matthew, help your father take our luggage out to the car, will you? Thanks,” she said, dumping her bags into my arms without waiting for an answer.
A quarter of an hour later, we were packed and drove off the the Airport.

On the flight, I was seated next to Mom and Fern. Fern was giddy and hysterical with excitement.
“I can’t believe we are spending Christmas over in New Zealand!” she quietly squealed to me, gripping my arm. Once we landed in Auckland, New Zealand’s biggest city, we quickly realized that we didn’t need our warm clothing, because New Zealand is in the southern hemisphere, and they have opposite seasons to the Northern.
“This is going to be weird,” moaned Paige, “A Christmas in Summer? That’s just odd.”
“Nah, it’ll be an awesome thing to experience!” I replied.

The first week was great, we got to see Hobbiton, WETA Cave, The Beehive, The Golden Beaches of Nelson, The Southern Alps and Baldwin street.