My name is Mark, I am 24 years old, and this is my story.
Every year my family goes on a 2-week summer vacation. My family consists of my mom and dad, my sister and me. I have always looked forward to these vacations, and this year was no different, or so I thought. It turned out to be very different indeed.
"We're going to the southern coast of Spain," my dad said. Hell yeah, time to check out some Spanish chicas!
As you can probably tellm I am single and still live at home. The typical degenerate young adult I thought, but I didn't mind it. The only serious relationship I had, lasted one and a half years, and happened when I was 20. I've always had a liking to brunettes, so Spain was very exciting to me.
The day had come, and I had all my stuff packed and ready. It was early in the morning, and I went through my checklist again. My family had always been very organized, so I have inherited this fear of forgetting something. As I went through the list, I heard my sister from the hallway, practicing some basic Spanish sentences.
"Hey, puta!" I yelled from my room, as she walked by.
"What the fuck?" she said, as she entered my room.
"Oh, so you have practiced bad words too!" I said with a grin.
"No... I just know what it means you asshole," she said with a laugh, as she turned around and left the room.
Typical brother and sister talk, getting on each other's nerves with some harmless banter.
My sister Sophie is 18, thin and short, I'd guess around 1.55 meters, 20 centimeters shorter than me. She is a redhead, with shoulder length hair. B-cup chest, which I recently learned when my curiosity found her bra in the washing machine. And a small yet nicely curved butt when seen from the side. I've always been a butt-kind of guy, although I preferred them bigger than my sis.
We boarded the plane and took to the skies towards Spain. We landed 3 hours later at 3PM.
"Fuck its hot," I thought to myself. As we exited the airport, my eyes caught the first glimpse of a proper Spanish chica.
"Hot indeed," I said with a low voice.
A van-taxi picked us up and took us to the resort where we'd stay the next 14 days. The resort had these small little 2 bed cabins (singles and couples beds), my parents had booked two.
"Here's the key to yours and Sophie's cabin, it's a single bedroom but the beds are apart. Dad and I are right here next door, if you two start to fight. Let's meet in an hour and check out the beach, okay?" my mom said.
I took the key and saw my sister looking a bit upset. We had often lived under the same roof when on vacation, but never in the same room. Not since she was 12 at least, she had requested her own room ever since.
I unlocked the door and carried my luggage inside. It was small but looked amazing on the inside. The living room would fit maybe 5 people, there was also a bathroom and a bedroom. No kitchen, but a small fridge and a sink.
"MAAAARK!" my sister yelled from the bedroom.
I walked inside and saw not two single beds but one large couple bed, queen or maybe king size even.
"The fuck? Mom said there would be two beds," my sister said.
"What do you mean, it's fucking huge. It's basically three beds," I said, and I got an annoyed look from my sister. She began piling up all the pillows in the middle of the bed, creating a wall between the two sides.
"Suit yourself," I said laughing, as I grabbed a towel and swimming trunks and went back and sat in the living room. It had a large window with an ocean view. I could barely see the beach, which was close by, but slightly covered by the other buildings. Well, if I had been able to see the beach, I would probably sit here and spy on the girls down there, fuck I need to get laid.
An hour later, and we walked together down to the beach. It was quite wide with a lot of people. Either sunbathing, playing ball or even dancing over at the beach bar. My mom and pale-ass sister returned with 4 ice creams, that we enjoyed together. Finally, we could relax from the all the exhausting travelling.
We sat at the beach for a few hours before having dinner at a nearby restaurant. The sun was about to set, as we said goodnight to our parents and went into our own cabin.
My sister dumped her towel and the large bottle of sunscreen on the living room table and went into the shower. She never really showed her body much, as she had worn shorts and a large t-shirt to the beach. Crazy fuck, but I knew how quick she would get a sun burn, and how she didn't want to look like a cooked lobster.
I went into our luckily well air-conditioned bedroom and sat on my side of the bed watching some TV before getting some sleep. That's when my sister quickly ran over to her luggage with a towel covering her, she dug through her clothes before returning to the bathroom. 10 minutes later she returned with her oversized t-shirt that she usually slept in.
"What?" she asked, as she had noticed I was looking.
"Nothing, I just wondered when you are going to get rid of that old shirt," I replied.
"Fuck off," she said with a smile and reached over the pillows to punch my shoulder.
"You know how much I love it Mark," she said.
"Of course Soph. Good night, don't snore or make a shit ton of noise on your phone," I said.
"Yeah, well we both know you are the loudest snorer!" she said.
"Then you best fall asleep before I do," I said as I turned around facing the other way.
"Fuck off," she replied with a giggle, and not long after we were both asleep.
I was awakened by the sound of the shower running, Sophie had already woken up. I got up and pulled the drapes to the side and saw that the sun had just risen above the rooftops of the other cabins. I sat on Sophies side of the bed to watch the sun, because her side was by the window. After a few minutes I heard her voice behind me.
"What are you doing on my side?" Sophie said.
"This is my side now," I replied laughing.
"No, that's my side you dick," she said as she approached me. Although as she saw the sunrise-view she sat next to me.
"Oh... I suppose we could share the view, that's really beautiful," she said.
"But this side is still mine at night!" she added.
"We'll see," I said teasingly, and saw her stick out her tongue at me. She was wearing a white laced dress that I had never seen before. It was really pretty I thought, as I imagined it on a tanned Spanish girl. Yum.
Today we decided to take a walk around the large city nearby. We'd spend most of the time walking up and down the streets of the midtown area. Full of people, street performers, cafes, street shops, souvenir shops and of course plenty of girls. I was equipped with a pair of sunglasses, so I wouldn't get caught staring too much.
