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The Hondell family cabin was in the middle of the wilderness, and at least four hours drive from any form of civilisation. It had been in the family for at least a hundred years. It was a rustic and beautiful cabin in the majesty of creation. A large lake and a massive mountain range. There were no people for miles and nothing but you and nature.
Every year the brothers Tom and Greg Hondell made their way out to the family cabin, Hunting and fishing was in their blood and the three week vacation enabled them to hunt, fish and burn off stress. Every year one of the two men's wives, Kerrie (Tom's) or Anita (Greg's), would accompany the men to the out of the way cabin. The other wife would stay home and help with both families' children.
This year was special for the two brothers. Sam, Tom's oldest daughter had turned eighteen and had volunteered to come out with her father and beloved uncle. The two men initially had reservations about this but both wives agreed and not only gave permission for the young woman to attend.
Both men were rather stunned and had carefully gone back to their wives to go over that the permission was freely given. Both wives, not under pressure, had agreed separately that it was her turn. Both men were shocked, and then as the shock set in it became realisation. Realisation soon became excitement of what was to come.
Unbeknownst to Sam and anyone outside of the family, the cabin trip was to renew vows. As the Hondell family belonged to a rather strange and old religion. One that rarely featured in the day to day interactions with things and was more involved with a singular series of rituals made in the old cabin, to a forgotten deity, few knew of or what was needed or the benefits to belonging to an almost forgotten cult. The Hondell family did, and they made much use of the old ways, as the rituals themselves were enough on their own.
The drive up was one dogged by weather and bad drivers. The two men took turns at driving, refusing any assistance from Sam. Sam eventually fell asleep and as many people on a long trip like this do, time travelled until she felt the first part of the bumpy road. The rough road to the cabin was notorious for its terrible path, this trip was no different. Sam pondered why the road was not repaired and then realised how far they were from any form of civilisation.
The cabin itself was rather palatial, several rooms with matching bathrooms, a basement for cold storage and everything well maintained. The two men got to moving things in quickly, mumbling to one another about the turning weather. To Sam it seemed a beautiful summer day, then she heard the first thunder clap. Then the rain came cold and fast. Not everything was brought into the house prior to the heavens opening. Bags littered around the car as the men had focused on the firearms and fishing equipment.
Soaked to the bone Sam grabbed as many of the bags as she could and discovered that when she got inside hers were not among them.
"Shit," she said with a shiver. The rain had been ice cold and her shirt and short shorts had been a comfort not survival choice. The white shirt and no bra had also been another poor choice. "Shit, shit, shit," she said as she started to frantically search for her bag.
"Sam what is the issue?" It was her father that had called out. He sat dry and comfortable on the couch, a beer in one hand and a packed sandwich in the other.
"My," she paused to check another bag, it was her uncles. "My clothes are missing."
"What?" Her father yelled this question over the climbing noise of the rain on the roof.
Sam initially went to respond but opted instead to walk into the living room. "My clothes are wet."
Both men stared silently. Sam looked confused and then realised her ample breasts were on full display through the near see through wet shirt. Sam quickly covered her bosom and gave both men a giggling shiver.
"Sorry just sharing the girls," Sam didn't mind, they had never been bashful before, certainly no time to start, part of her was rather excited by the situation, what if she had forgotten her clothes? Maybe it was time to go nudist, then let's see how they would try and ignore that.
Dad spoke first. "Maybe a nudist weekend?" he said with a wink and a smile.
"Ha," she said half considering getting nude there and then. "What was with this mood? Was it being back in nature?" Sam's teeth were chattering.
Uncle Greg removed his shirt, exposing a hairy but maintained dad bod. "Well if it makes you comfortable I'll get nude as well."
Sam looked at him and smiled, she removed her top and dropped it on the floor her hands still covered her breasts.
Dad was next and removed his shirt and exposed a similar build to his brother, perhaps slightly more hairy and wrinkled, he was the older brother at fifty three. Sam was excited now and through caution to the wind, who knew or would see what they did here. It was also a safe place for her to expose her chubby figure to actual men. Sam dropped her pants exposing her thick hairy an untrimmed bush. Uncle Greg Smiled and dropped his pants exposing a large semi erect cock, Dad followed suit, his thick uncut cock growing moment by moment.
"I think the nudity is great, very liberating but it is not helping the cold," Sam said with a chatter. Her hands rubbed her exposed pale flesh.
"Come sit over here," Dad said, rolling a blanket out. "We can share body heat until you are warm again."
Sam almost leapt at the couch, her large breasts and nude flesh bouncing with each movement. Sam sat next to her dad, her legs spread. Sam couldn't help but notice that her fathers skin was invigorating in its warmth and that his cock was really hard and leaked a little at the top. Dad threw the blanket over the two.
"Hey," Uncle Tom said with a laugh, grabbing the blanket and yanking it away from Sam and her father as he stood up. Sam shrieked a laugh as both her father and her nudity were exposed. Tom grabbed his daughter by her hips and threw Sam towards her uncle. Giggling, she grabbed for the blanket and twisted it out of his grasp but not before Greg pushed her both hands on her ample tits back towards her father. Sam landed gently on her dad's lap, a large uncut prick sliding between her thick ass cheeks.
"Oh!" she said with a wiggle looking back at her dad with a sultry look. "Dad, that is a huge cock." Sam emphasised her statement by wiggling her fat, pale backside feeling the warm thick cock ply her ass cheeks apart.
"Hey mine is big as well. I think it's bigger," Greg said with a smile letting the blanket fall to the floor and wiggling his thick cut cock around.
"Really?" Sam looked at her Uncle's thick cut cock with an over feigned interest. "Well that will have to be investigated," Sam moved on her fathers lap forcing the cock down its thickness pushing past her labia and out towards her clit. Sam panted. "Maybe we should get the fire lit."
Tom jumped up his huge cock sliding back through Sam's outer lips and leaving it greasy. "Sam you get down on all fours and get the kindling lit, well stand by and make sure that the wood is ready."
"Wood ready," Sam chuckled, squatting first then moving on all fours to the fireplace, her large tits brushing the rug as she went. Matches were thrust in her hand as both men moved in behind her and she felt two different hands grope her upward facing and parted ass cheeks.Concentrating was difficult now as fingers massaged her fat cunt lips whilst another set of fingers probed her vulnerable and exposed asshole. "Wood Ready?" Sam said breathlessly as the tinder took.
"Wood ready," Tom, Sam's father, said as he leaned in and tossed a few logs on the fire. Sam bit her lip as his meaty and uncut cock slapped her side boob and arm. Sam felt a finger penetrate her asshole and she breathed out heavily and smiled.
"More Wood Uncle Greg, we dont keep it in there," Sam wiggled her bum and Greg reluctantly removed his finger. Greg handed Sam some more wood which she dropped onto the fire. "So what now boys?" Sam turned sitting on her fat, white bum and spread her short, pale legs exposing an overgrown pubic brown black pubic bush.
