This is a continuation of "The Nanny, My Sister and Me." It helps with understanding this story to read that one first. While not intended as an incest story, it does contain some brother-stepsister sex and some lesbian sex. All parties in this story are over nineteen. It was written for fun. It is intended to be a fun read, so please enjoy it.
It was mid-November, and Missy, Julie, and I had decided to get together and go on a campout before the holiday season made life too hectic. We decided to meet in Chattanooga, Tennessee, and take one of the trails up into the mountains for a long weekend. When Missy and I go camping, we are happy with a backpack, tent, and trail mix. We only use the tent if the weather is terrible, and Missy is a gourmet chef with some trail mix and water. When Julie comes along, we consider it a significant success to not be in a cabin with cell coverage.
On this trip, we would hike about five miles down the trail to a cabin our aunt and uncle own. They know that Missy and I are a thing, and they joke that Missy and I could sleep outside under the stars like animals, while Julie slept in the cabin with the civilized people. Julie was in complete agreement with that. The only question was whether Missy would opt for Julie and the bed or me and the stars.
We met and parked our cars at the trailhead Friday at around noon. We ate a quick lunch, grabbed our gear, and started on our trip. Both girls were dressed in t-shirts and short hiking pants. They each had a hoodie tied around their waist, for when we got to the higher elevations or if it got chilly. I was wearing blue jeans and a t-shirt with my hoodie stuffed into the pack I was carrying, with our other clothes and provisions.
This time of the year is a beautiful time to hike in the mountains. Around every corner, as you walk over the hills, another beautiful overlook surpasses the one before. The trees stretched like a canvas with brilliant reds, yellows, and orange leaves intermixed together. There were still dabs of green where stands of evergreens pushed their way through the native oak, maple, and hickory trees. The streams running down the mountains carried leaf boats bouncing off the rocks as the water gurgled past. If we sat quietly, we could hear other animals making their way through the leaf-covered forest floor.
We walked slowly, taking our time, chatting, and laughing about nothing in particular. We talked about our respective school semesters and our plans for next spring. Julie had been living with me in my apartment. It had been lovely having her there as an easy date for any events we wanted. It also allowed me to show her around, ensuring she knew where 'not' to go by herself. She brought a few of her boyfriends back to the apartment for dinner. I was impressed with her selection of young men. She was much more mature and sexually aware than any of the freshmen girls I remembered. I felt confident she was not the type of girl that would be taken advantage of, unless she wanted to be taken advantage of, and that's a whole other thing.
It started getting dark around five-thirty. Having been here before, I knew we were only half-a-mile away from the cabin, when we stopped to eat some trail mix and enjoy the sunset. We watched as the sun dove behind the mountains to our west with a flash of yellow and orange. We stayed there for a little while, letting our eyes become accustomed to the moonlit night. It wasn't a full moon, but it was bright enough to light the trail, so we didn't need our flashlights as we made our way to the cabin.
This was the first time all three of us had been together since Julie, and I left for school. So, we were a bit happy when we got to the cabin and saw a note on the door.
'Hi Guys, Went to town for supplies. Be back Sunday morning. Love Aunt Betty'
"Is it bad that I'm glad they aren't here?" asked Missy.
"I don't know if it's bad or not, but I won't have to make excuses about turning in early tonight. I'm exhausted," said Julie.
"So, bed or hammock tonight," I asked, looking at Missy.
Missy looked up at the clear sky and the stars.
"I don't know how long I'll stay awake to enjoy it, but I'm gonna go for the hammock and a blanket tonight. I want to enjoy the sky while I can, and up here, who knows what tomorrow will bring," said Missy, squeezing my hand.
"Are you going to be okay by yourself?" Missy asked Julie.
"As tired as I am, I won't even know no one else is there," said Julie.
"Well, help us set up the hammock, and then you can go to bed. Okay?" I said, looking at Julie.
To my surprise, Julie nodded and started helping us set up the hammock between a set of trees, where we usually set it up when we were up there. Once finished, Missy and I hugged Julie as she headed inside, and we got ready for bed and climbed into the hammock.
It wasn't long before Missy and I were lying naked under the blanket, cuddling against the chill in the air. Something about a chilly night accentuates the heat of her body lying against me, making it all the more irresistible. However, thoughts of doing anything other than laying in each other's arms had drifted away.
"I've missed this," I whispered into Missy's ear.
"I've missed you, too," Missy whispered, caressing my chest.
The last thing I remember that night was the warmth of Missy's breast against my side and her leg draped across mine.
We woke to a rush of cold air and the sound of Julie singing, "Waky-waky, eggs and bakey!" at the top of her lungs, as she ripped the blanket off us.
Missy's scream was loud and incomprehensible. There was no mistaking my yell, which sent Julie running toward the cabin screaming in mock fear for her life.
I have to admit another benefit of living with Julie for the past few months was breakfast on the weekends. I don't know if it was her way of paying rent, but it, along with the occasional romp between the sheets, was all I needed.
"You had better thank God you are such a good cook, or you would be dead!" I bellowed, as I made my way into the cabin and headed for a large plate of bacon sitting next to the stove.
Missy was just a minute behind me, when she came in.
"BITCH," she hissed, as she hugged Julie.
"I couldn't resist it. Y'all looked so comfy out there, and breakfast was ready," Julie said, with a giggle.
"Just remember, payback's a bitch, and you live in my apartment," I growled with an evil grin.
After breakfast, we cleaned up and sat outside, enjoying the morning.
"What time did you get up this morning?" I asked Julie.
"I didn't sleep well. I woke early and had some coffee, while I watched the sunrise. But then I got hungry, and y'all weren't up, and you know the rest," Julie said.
"Bitch," Missy giggled.
"So, what are the plans for today?" I asked.
"Why do there have to 'be' plans?" whined Julie.
"There don't have to 'be' plans, but the desire to not have a plan is, in itself, a plan," I responded, quickly.
"Stop; I don't want to think. I don't want to 'do'. I just want to 'be'," Julie groaned.
"Okay, Missy and I are going to walk up the trail a little way," I said, as Missy and I got up and picked up our day pack.
"Call us if you get lonely and want to head up and find us. We'll come back and get you," Missy said, as she hugged Julie.
"Lose him, and you can sleep in the bed with me tonight," giggled Julie.
"It was cold last night. Maybe we'll both join you," said Missy in her sexy, sultry voice, as we walked away.
We hiked for about an hour and stopped at a beautiful overlook, when we got hungry for lunch. We rolled out a blanket we had brought along to eat on, and laid out our lunch of trail mix and water. As we ate, I watched Missy looking out over the valley. Her long black hair and beautiful facial features were striking against the backdrop of reds and yellows. The breeze kept blowing a lock of hair into her face that she unconsciously did battle with.
"What are you looking at," asked Missy.
"Just the most beautiful picture in the world," I replied, softly.
Missy moved the pack and remaining food out of the way, as she pushed me down.
"Do you want to finish what we didn't get around to last night?" she asked.
"Out here in the open?" I asked, in mock disbelief.
"Oh, shut up and let me fuck you," Missy said softly, as she pulled her sweatshirt over her head.
"Not if I fuck you first," I said, as I flipped Missy over onto her back and began attacking her full, white breasts. Her nipples were solid tips, excited by the shock of being rolled over and the cool air hitting them. I used one hand to massage one breast, while I tried to devour her other breast.
Missy arched her back, as I felt her hands reach my waist and begin working on unbuckling my belt. I rolled over and kicked off my jeans. Before I could finish taking my shirt off over my head, I was pinned down by Missy, pressing her body against mine, kissing me with an aggressive lust. I felt her hand guiding my dick toward her already-wet, hot pussy. As she got my dick into position, she sat up, driving it into her waiting pussy.
"Oh my god, I've missed this," she purred.
"You and me both," I said, as I struggled to get my arms free of my shirt.
"Not so fast, lover boy. I like having you tied up and under my control."
Her wish was my command. I closed my eyes and smiled, as she slowly and purposefully slid up and down on my dick. I could feel her muscles grip my dick, as she leaned forward to kiss my neck and lips. The cool breeze blowing over our bodies accentuated the feel of her breasts, as they lightly slid over my chest. I felt her lay down on me, pulling the shirt and restraining my hands away.
"I want you to fuck me hard now, big boy."
Missy climbed off me, moving to where her body was in what I will call a downward-facing cow yoga pose. Her arms crossed under her face against the ground, and her ass thrust into the air, inviting me to fuck her hard.
Fuck her hard. I did. I quickly took position behind her. Slowly guiding my dick into her swollen pussy, I started slowly sliding my dick in and out of her. Grabbing her by the hips, increasing the speed and strength of each thrust.
