"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 20 years old, my sister, Fern, was older than me by 12 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' and was starting college next year. Paige, who is my twin, has milk chocolate brown hair to her shoulders and a pair of blue eyes, making her look constantly sad. She was completely shaven except for a dark brown, short-haired landing strip about three quarters of an inch wide and three inches long. She had 32B cup boobs with a similar build to Fern; long legs and a thin body. I towered over both of them at 6 foot 1 (185cm), with gold coloured, crew-cut 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 hell 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 dress 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 buttholes 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 so 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 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. We also saw a bunch of Native Wildlife including the Kiwi, Kakapo and lots of others as well. But what I was really looking forward to (after all the Lord of the Rings stuff) was Tennyson Lake. The forecast was saying it was meant to be sunny and clear for all of our time there. It wasn't far from the mountain town of Hanmer Springs, which was going to be our backup plan if Lake Tennyson was too crowded.
We were stunned by the natural, raw beauty of New Zealand's landscape as we arrived to Tennyson Lake. Dad was right, it was in a massive flood plain (which I didn't mind) and at the feet of the hills spilling over into the lake itself, with a small gravel beach and creek running from the Lake. And what was even more to our surprise, there was no one else here. Paige, Fern and I all got out of our car, ditched the clothing, and ran to the lake while Mum and Dad started to set up our campsite. I got to the water first, with Fern and Paige close behind me. I dived in. The water was absolutely freezing! I rose from the water and looked at Fern and Paige. They were laughing and pointing at me. The shock must have shown on my face. I started to walk out of the water to the gravel beach where my sisters where. They edged away from me, not wanting to touch my wet figure. I surprised them by picking up Fern, who was closest, and started to carry her over my shoulder into the water amid the females screams of shock. Once I was deep enough, I lifted her off of my shoulder, and threw her into the water, watching her hot, naked figure fly through the air and splash into the cold water. She got up, glaring at me, and ran towards me, trying to push me under. Meanwhile, Paige had decided to wait to go in the water, and went to help her mother and father with the tents. After ten minutes of play fighting in the lake, Fern and I got out, tried off and helped start a fire.
Dad got his fishing stuff out of the car and went to the other side of the lake in order to try and catch some fish. Paige tended the fire while Mom, Fern and I set up everyone's sleeping areas. We had two tents; a two and a three-man tent. The females were to be sleeping in the three person tent while Dad and I were to be in the two person tent. We had cooked fish and canned spaghetti for dinner, then we retreated to our tents. We spent the next few days swimming, fishing, and going for walks around the lake and hills. It was odd at the lack of people at the lake, as we had thought it would be a popular destination at this time of year. On the fourth day of our stay at Tennyson, Fern developed a cold, probably from the lake, which ruined the plans to go for an overnight hike on the hills around the Lake.
Originally it was going to be Mom and us kids on the hike, all squashed into the three person tent with Dad at the lake. I told my parents that I would stay with Fern while they were on the hike and for everyone else to go and have fun. I knew how to look after myself, I was nineteen after all. In the end they agreed and left for their tramp about mid afternoon, saying that they should be back just before dinner the next day. I kept Fern in the tent, firmly wrapped in her sleeping bag and told her to stay warm and get some rest whilst I went and tried to catch some fish for dinner. I caught one, rather small fish, but ended up throwing it back in and went to make some toast and heat up some canned salmon. Once everything was made, I went to check on Fern. She was reading Harry Potter when I came in.
"Food is ready, canned salmon on toast," I told her.
"Oh excellent, I was starting to wonder if you were any good at cooking." she replied while putting a bookmark in her book and setting it down. She slipped out of her sleeping bag, revealing her naked, thin, sexy body to me. I felt my dick start to rise at the sight.
"Even after being a nudist all my life, I still can't control my erections," I thought to myself.
"Stop perving on me and let me get my food, I'm hungry," demanded my Sister. We left the tent and went to the fire, and sat down in the fold away chairs and started to eat. "No luck with the fishes?" she asked.
"Nope, I caught one, but it was way too small so I put it back."
"I always knew you were shit at fishing."
"Shut up, you, and eat your salmon." I told her as she sniggered into her plate. As we ate I started to notice some things about her. She had her legs spread, and was wet. I knew that she couldn't have been swimming, she had been in the tent the whole time. And other things pointed towards her not looking sick at all. When we had finished eating, she got up, and pulled me towards the lake, shoving me into the water. I managed to clasp my hand around her left wrist and I pulled her down with me, her landing on top of me as we made a rather big splash. She started hugging me under the water, for some random reason, I thought. I pushed the both of us out of the water, with her still clutching onto me. I suddenly realized that she was crying silently into my shoulder, pressing her smooth, nude body into mine.
"You okay there, Fern?" I asked her quietly.
"Not really. I broke up with my boyfriend, Michael, a week before we left. As you'd know we had been together for about a year."
