It was that time of year again, time for Dad to dump the family at the summer cottage and return back to the city to work. The cottage was a cozy fake log cabin on the shore of Echo Lake, one of the hundreds of small lakes dotting the Muskoka Lake of Bays district. A four-hour drive north from the city it was a sanctuary of nature away from the hustle-bustle of city life.
Every year since we were kids my dad would leave mom and us at the cottage for the summer while he tended his used car lot back in the city. One of the local year-round inhabitants, Jack Hammond, got the cottage ready each spring and looked after the maintenance.
This year mom had allowed my brother and I each to bring along a friend to stay with us. My brother brought one of his classmates, JJ, a young colored lad and I brought Tim.
"Rolling your own" had been the flavor of the month in our family for as long as I can remember. Dad did me, Mom did my brother Owen and Owen and I did each other. "The family that fucks together stays together." Dad always said.
There are three bedrooms in the cottage. The big one was Mom and Dad's and the two smaller ones were used by Owen and me. When we had friends along they usually shared bedrooms with us or slept on the couch in the sitting room.
Tim shared my bed with me as we were shagging pretty non-stop at the time. Tim was a freshman like me at McMaster University and we were looking forward to a summer of relaxation and fucking.
JJ was a likeable young lad about the same age as Owen my brother. Owen had just turned eighteen in February and was studying auto mechanics as Mohawk College.
At that point in time I had never had a black man in me but suspected it would not be long before I corrected that. I smiled thinking Mom's bed would be big enough for both JJ and Owen to keep her company at night.
Sunday afternoon Dad left to return to the city leaving me with a belly full of his cum.
"See you next Saturday." Mom said bidding him good-bye.
Mom knew Dad would be busy fucking Sally Webster, the little blonde tart he had hired to answer the phones at the lot. She didn't mind as she had her own agenda.
At forty-five Mom was still an attractive woman. She had maintained her figure and her 40DD breasts were man-magnets. Short blonde hair and baby-blue eyes added to her long shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. Mom was an exhibitionist, prancing around in a flimsy string bikini that almost covered the essentials. Even Tim commented on how hot Mom looked in her itsy-bitsy bikini.
Of course Dad, Owen and Tim had all ridden me many times so JJ would be my only summer conquest. Even old Jack Hammond had given me the rail last summer on a rainy afternoon in his place while his wife had gone into town to see their son's family.
Hammond was a gnarly old guy who had eked out a living in the harsh life of a northerner. He was always bragging that he was related to the great Mohawk chief Tyandaga.
Jack was far from a handsome man but what he did have was a powerful cock. Hammond's thick dick had given me a good workout as he pounded me on their squeaky old matrimonial bed for almost an hour. The guy did have staying power and it was probably the most action the bed had seen in years.
As I was on the pill I had allowed his to drain his balls into me planting his wayward seed in my young garden.
With Dad out of the way it was time for Mom to turn on the charm. She had no intention of sleeping alone.
As Dad's Caddy disappeared around the bend in the road Mom disappeared into the cottage to change outfits.
It was only 7 pm but Mom had changed into a negligee. It was a white floor length number and absolutely transparent. Every detail on Mom's body was discernable, including the little blue butterfly tattoo to the left of her shaven twat.
Mom had a fine gold chain strung from one nipple ring to the other. She wore a single strand pearl necklace that would be replaced with my brother's cum later in the night.
JJ and Tim just stood with their eyes popped out.
"Why don't you get ready Michelle?" Tim suggests.
"Ready for what?" I smiled as I disappear into my bedroom.
I knew Tim fancied fucking my Mom and was willing in exchange to sacrifice me to JJ. It sounded like a fair trade to me!
I slipped out of my swimsuit and pulled on a fluorescent green thong that was immediately swallowed up my butt crack. With just a tiny dago green patch covering my snatch and a smile I walked back into the sitting room.
My milky-white breasts still bore the marks of the discarded bikini top as JJ stared at my perfect 36B's.
"Yes!" exclaimed JJ who already had his cocking his hand.
It was a beautiful ebony cock perhaps eight or nine inches long. It had a streamline shape like the Japanese Bullet Train and an almost purple shining head. Just looking at it made me horny.