Cabin of Temptation

Alexis went about making sure everything was up and running while I got settled and explored. Her father had been up two weeks ago to make sure everything was ready, and lock all the liquor away, but things like the wifi needed to be turned on. I was given the master bedroom for the trip and my eyes nearly bulged out of my head when I saw it.

The king sized bed seemed tiny in the huge space. There was a couch and a couple of chairs around a coffee table in front of a fireplace with a large TV above it. All the furniture here, as with most of the furniture in the house, was dark wood with a real rustic feel. It was all hand made and I figured the dresser alone cost more than all my bedroom furniture combined back home. The master bedroom was only accessible via the bedroom, and that too was impressive. A huge tub with jets, glass shower stall, and his and hers sinks. The floor and countertops were both white marble. Large windows in both rooms overlooked the forest outside with a view of a far off mountain top peaking above them.

The bedroom led out to a hallway that had two other rooms, Mr. McCarthy's office and a pool den. The office was one of the few rooms without large windows letting in copious amounts of light. The hallway overlooked the large family room in the center of the second floor. The main staircase in the foyer led up to it and had a huge table surrounded on both sides with L-shaped couches. It also had a small table with four chairs around it for more intimate playing and a fireplace of its own. Two hallways branched off from there to the north and south where a majority of the bedrooms were. These weren't as large as the master bedroom, but they were still spacious and well furnished. There was also a nook at the end of one of the halls with a bay window overlooking nature and a smoking den. Some of the rooms had more than one bed and I quickly lost count of how many there were. When I later asked Alexis how many people could sleep here she said 20.

The deck connected on the second floor with a doorway in the family room leading out. It had a hot tub made for a crowd and several lounge chairs, as well as a couple of outdoor tables and chairs. The deck was the latest addition and below it was a grill station that you'd expect to find in a restaurant.

The first floor housed the large kitchen that featured more of the marble from the bathroom upstairs. Like the furniture, the appliances were all handmade and appeared complicated to operate. The dining room housed a table with ten seats along its sides and one at each end. The table itself was beautiful, a dark cherry wood and glossy. There was a smaller family room on the first floor as well that resembled a library, and a small movie theater that could seat 10. The basement below seemed almost out of place. It was practical with no decoration, housing instead some supplies, a backup generator, and linens.

I knew Alexis's family had money, but this was far beyond being comfortable. She expected the line of questioning and met it with a shrug. "I didn't know we had this kind of money either," she had said. "My dad is always griping about money even though I know it's never been an issue. We were all shocked when he showed us the plans."

In the kitchen, I discovered a neatly handwritten list labeled "Mr. McCarthy's Rules of Conduct". It was a list of rules the younger ones were expected to follow and I was expected to enforce. They were as follows:

1. No alcohol

2. No drugs

3. No sex

4. No strangers

5. Boys and girls are to sleep on opposite ends of the house

6. No boys in girls rooms (or vice versa)

7. No going in to my office

Rule three was already broken and would continue to be it seemed. I knew rule one would be broken as well. Despite her father taking all the liquor, I knew one of Alexis's bags was full of alcohol. I told her I'd look the other way if they all agreed to only drink in the cabin and not break anything. Rule two I was unsure of. I myself had some weed stashed in my bag upstairs that I planned to enjoy in private. McKayla was fairly straight laced for fear of not being able to play volleyball, and Sydney had a fear of getting in trouble. I had no idea about Alexis, Nat, or Emma, but as long as they weren't doing anything stronger than weed I was likely to ignore it. Rules 4, 5, and 6 didn't seem to be an issue, and I didn't think his office would hold much interest for the girls.

Just as I finished reading the list, I heard another car crunching up the gravel drive. I walked towards the front door only to see it burst open a moment later. McKayla looked at me, her blue eyes wide in panic.

"Bathroom?" She blurted out.

I pointed towards the nearest one and the tall blonde disappeared in an instant. The other three girls walked through the door a moment later, all of them greeting me with bright smiles. Nat walked over and hugged me, the tiny Japanese dancer pulling me to her with surprising force.

"We're so glad you're here," she said.

"Yeah Mr. H," Emma added. I saw in her eyes a similar look that Alexis had in the car and I grinned in return.

Sydney nodded her agreement with her friends. McKayla emerged looking far more relieved.

"So you didn't piss yourself?" Emma teased.

McKayla grew red and glared at her friend. Sydney and Nat broke into laughter, which made McKayla crack a smile. I helped the four of them get their things from the car and up the stairs with Alexis appearing just as we dropped the last bag.

"About damn time," Nat teased the red head. "At least we had a big strong man to help us."

"It took me a little longer than expected to get the remote camera feed off," she said. "We don't want my dad tuning in and seeing Emma getting stoned."

That answered that question. All eyes went to me when Alexis said that, but I showed no change in my expression. I did look at Emma with a cocked eyebrow.

"Get stoned on what?" I asked.

She shrugged, "Just weed."

"JUST weed," Sydney spoke up sarcastically.

The other four girls sighed without words. It was clear that this was a topic that came up a lot. It's no surprise, Sydney's father is a rather prominent figure at their church and she grew up with a conservative view. I had often seen the conflicts that emerged with the other girls over stuff like this in the past, especially between Emma and Sydney. They were polar opposites in their upbringing. I remember when Emma first got her nose ring, Sydney was amazed that her parents would let her do such a thing.

"Oh come on Syd," Emma huffed. "The rest of us have done it. McKayla doesn't have practice for another month, so she said she's gonna do it. You've seen us all high and how much fun we have. This is the perfect environment to try it."

Sydney turned bright red and turned up her nose, "It's still illegal in lots of places."

"So?" Emma countered, "It's getting legalized everywhere, and you drink when we hang out. It's illegal to do that. Get that stick out of your ass already."

"That's enough," I said, my voice making all of them pause. For a moment they were all students again, their teacher taking authority. "If Sydney doesn't want to do it, then she won't. At the same time, you're all adults now. Sydney, Emma can smoke if she wants." My eyes went to her again, "As long as she at least blows the smoke outside." Emma nodded. "And Emma, don't pressure her. She'll try it if she feels comfortable and we both know she won't enjoy it if she's doing it for someone else."

Emma looked at the ground and then gave a small nod. Sydney looked at me with a bit of thanks in her eyes and smiled, tucking some of her brown hair behind her ear. The crisis appeared to be averted.

Nat broke the silence, "I don't know about you bitches, but I'm getting hungry. I'm gonna get started on dinner."

"Need a hand?" Alexis and I asked at once.

Nat grabbed Alexis by the hand and began to pull her along, "I heard her first. You all relax and we'll call you when it's ready."

Alexis and Nat went to work on dinner, McKayla wanted to explore the house, Sydney went to the deck to practice guitar, and I didn't know where Emma went. I went to my room and got unpacking. I decided to not live out of a suitcase if we had a whole week here, so I unloaded my things into the dresser. I also grabbed a couple of hangers from the walk-in closet and used them to hang a couple of my nicer shirts somewhere more accessible. I had been told we might do a couple of nice dinners, so I should have some nicer clothes.

Now all settled, I made my way down to the second level. At the end of one of the hallways, I spotted Emma sitting in the window seat of the nook. The window next to her was cracked and it wasn't hard to guess what she was up to. As I got closer, I saw her pull out a vape pen, take a pull, and blow the smoke out the window. She turned her head in my direction and spotted me, making her jump. I wondered if I just surprised her or if it was a reflex to being caught with weed by a teacher. Either way, she relaxed and melted into a smile. I saw she had headphones in that she popped out as I got closer.

"Hey Mr. H," she said.

"You can just call me Sam now," I told her.

She nodded and said, "Funny thing is, if you'd caught me doing this just a couple of weeks ago, you'd be busting me probably." She held her vape pen up and took a drag, blowing the smoke out the window. She suppressed a slight cough and held it towards me, "Now I'm seeing if you want any."

I shrugged and took it from her, taking a seat next to her. She shifted her legs closer to herself as I got situated and took a hit. I blew the smoke out and looked her over.

Emma was the shortest of the group at just over 5' even. A pair of jean shorts and a faded green v-neck adorned her body. She had the curviest figure of all the girls, and the largest breasts. They looked to be at least D's to me. She had sandy blonde hair that might be a different color depending on the week and a pair of light blue eyes. Numerous freckles highlighted her nose and cheeks.

I took another small puff right as Emma asked, "So, did you and Alexis fuck?"

I coughed violently in surprise, which made Emma laugh. She took the vape pen back and hit me playfully on the back.

"I'm sorry," I coughed, "what?"

"You and Alexis," she said before taking a hit. "It's cool, we all talked about it beforehand. You're free game this week."

I say in surprised silence for a moment before asking, "You all talked about this?"

Emma nodded and handed me back the pen. "Everyone's agreed that, as long as you're up for it, any of us can fuck you at any time. Sydney mostly remained silent, but she didn't disagree."

I couldn't think of what else to say, so I took a silent hit and looked out the window. In the silence, I could hear Sydney's guitar music wafting through the air.

"You know Mr. H, I thought it was really hot when you put on your teacher voice earlier."

I couldn't help but smirk.

"It's what made me attracted to you in the first place," she added. Her hand went to the v part of her neckline and gently ran along it while she made her lips pouty, "A girl like me needs a little authority."

"Is that so?" I asked.

She nodded and shifted onto her knees next to me. She stuck her chest out, "I'm a rebel and a free spirit, but sometimes I just need a man who will take control."

I took another hit. Already I was feeling it and, mixed with her words, the feeling was one of power. I felt authoritative in a whole different way.

"I've been surrounded by just boys for four years," she bit her lip and trailed off.

"But you need a man," I declared.

She nodded and cast her eyes down again. Her hands were folded in her lap and I knew what she was waiting for. The next move was mine to make, and she was offering herself to me. I reached out and placed my hand on her cheek and she nuzzled herself into it.

"Let's go to my room," I said as I began to stand.

She grabbed my hand and said, "No. Here. Please, sir?"

I looked around. "But the others."

"We all agreed no jealousy," she planted a kiss on my hand, "and no secrets. I like that someone might see."

I thought for a moment and then nodded. If they were all okay with it, then why should I not be? I'd always been a bit of an exhibitionist. I nodded my approval to her and her face lit up.

"Take off your shirt and bra," I ordered.

She wasted no time, both off her body in a flash. She sat before me, exposed, her eyes still down. I admired her large breasts and pale nipples, first with my eyes and then with my hands. Thanks to her kneeling on the window seat, I had easy access to them.

"Touch me wherever you want, sir," she encouraged. "However you want."

"Get on your hands and knees, and take off your shorts."

She obeyed, getting naked and then in position. Her back curved alluringly, her thick ass in the air. I ran my hand along the curve of her back, feeling the warmth of her body, until it came to rest on her butt. She looked at me expectantly, her bottom lip tucked behind her teeth. I gave it a light smack as I didn't want to make too much noise and she moaned.

I undid my shorts for the third time today to fish my cock out. Emma's wanting eyes watched every one of my movements with anticipation. When she saw my thick cock at attention before her, she gasped. I told her to open her mouth and then navigated my dick to it. She wrapped her mouth around it as soon as she could and ran her tongue along the bottom.

"Thank you for this dick, sir," she said before plunging down on it again.

I grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed her further down my cock. She gave no resistance, more than half of my length disappearing in an instant. She paused when my head hit the back of her throat, but she continued on as soon as she relaxed. Her mouth was so warm and inviting, her curious tongue exploring my shaft as she moved along it. I let her pull back a little before I pulled her further down again.

"You're going to take all of it," I told her.

She looked at me with those big eyes of hers and nodded. I used my firm grip in her hair to pull her down further. She choked, she gagged, she sputtered on my dick, but she never let up. Between my coaxing and her will, we got her there. Her nose pressed right against my body and I felt the sensation of my whole dick swallowed by her. It was electric and I let her know with a lusty groan. Her eyes brimmed with tears while she worked her head back and forth to fuck my cock with her mouth.

"Good girl," I growled. "Good cocksucker."

She mewed, pleased with herself, and pulled her mouth off of my dick. I watched as my cock reappeared, the whole length now shimmery in the late afternoon soon. She came off the head with a gasp, her chest heaving as she desperately worked to catch her breath. Her chest and cheeks were red with effort, but I could see how hard her nipples were. A string of saliva kept my cock connected to her lips.

"Fuck, I love choking on your dick, sir."

She went back for a second helping, driving herself down with my hand on her head still encouraging her. Every now and then I'd push her over the halfway mark, making tears appear in her eyes again. My other hand found her ass again and ran along the curve of it. She wiggled it at my touch. I moved along her ass to her thighs, finding the space between them to explore her slit.

Emma groaned around my dick as I found her already wet pussy and that some of her arousal had already run down her thighs. I guess she really did love choking on my dick. I probed her with my digit, prompting her to spread her legs a little to give me better access. I pressed my finger into her and felt her warmth around me. I worked it as if it were my dick and fucked her at an even pace. Occasionally, I would curl my finger against her walls and find the spot that made her moan hard around me. The vibrations of those moans sent extra jolts of pleasure along my dick.

I needed her. Not just her sucking my dick, but the feeling of being inside of her. I pulled my cock from her mouth and grabbed her hips, pulling them towards me. She lowered her face down and shook her ass at me. I grabbed my cock and smacked it playfully against her thick ass.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" I asked.

"Yes!" She practically shouted. "Please sir, fuck my little pussy. It's all yours."

How could I say no? I looked up to see the trees, the far off mountaintop, the beautiful scenery present in the bay windows all set dressing for the ass in the air waiting for me. The head of my cock came against her pussy and I pushed myself in, the first few inches sinking in slowly. I could see the faint reflection of her reaction in the mirror, her mouth falling open and her eyes rolling back as if my dick had just shut off some part of her brain.

She exclaimed, "Oh God!"

I smacked her ass and pulled her head back by her hair. "Be quieter, slut, or I'll pull out now and leave you here."

Emma nodded and lowered her head back down. Her hands braced herself against the windows as I grabbed her hips and began to thrust. I didn't bother with build up, we both needed this to be hard and desperate. She bit back moans and moved her hips just a little to meet my thrusts. I slammed myself into her, my length plunging deep.

She raised herself up just a little, her tits bouncing with every thrust. She made small, desperate noises but managed to keep her volume low. I grabbed onto her hair again and pulled it back, giving me plenty of leverage to pound her. It was great sex, but the weed worked to enhance every little feeling beyond what it would normally be. I felt powerful as I fucked her.

I let her hair go and her face fell back to the window seat. Her body tensed as an orgasm hit her. She began to call out, but immediately put a hand over her mouth to help quiet it. I watched as the tremor rocked her body, her pussy squeezing hard on my dick so that I almost had to stop fucking her. She looked up at me, breathing heavy, and grinned.

Time slipped away from us. I don't know how long I stood there thrusting into her. Orgasm after orgasm rocked her body until she seemed to barely be conscious. Finally, I felt that familiar building in my pulsing cock.

"I'm gonna cum," I told her.

"Wherever you want," she said through her haze.

"Inside you?"

She nodded with heavy breath.

I gave the last bit of my energy into the final few thrusts. They weren't at the same rhythm as the others, but more drawn out as I felt every inch of her pussy around me. I slammed in one last time and released a torrent of cum, filling up her pussy. I almost collapsed against her, but I managed to pull out and slump next to her.

She rearranged herself so that she was sitting again, her body resting against mine. We were both sweaty messes basking in the post orgasm glow. Both of us were facing down the hall, uncovered for anyone to see, but no one else ever appeared. As we regained our strength, I saw her reach between her legs and gather a little of my cum leaking from her onto her fingers. With her eyes on mine, she brought them to her mouth and licked them clean.

"Fuck," I breathed.

She smiled. "Thank you, sir, for all the cum. I really, really needed to be fucked." She leaned over and kissed me, a thankful thing that I readily returned.

We basked in our post sex glow for a bit until Nat's voice came over the intercom system to announce that dinner was ready.

Emma sat up and stretched. "I worked up quite the appetite," she said as she gathered her clothes.

We went and got ourselves cleaned up before joining the others in the dining room. Nat had prepared a summer salad with berries and goat cheese, orange glazed chicken, and potatoes au gratin. We ate the delicious meal gathered on one end of the huge table, the girls amusing themselves by pretending to be the fancy lady of the house. Eventually the conversation turned to plans for the week. There was mention of hikes, games, going into town, and, of course, the hot tub. They all expressed interest in going in tonight, but I declined their invitation for the evening. I promised to join them another night soon and they relented for now.