After Dominion we went casual, playing some simple card games. My mom was still the best at that too, though I did pull out a round of crazy eights. My dad asked for a go fish cool down, which we were happy to provide him. I think the three of us kinda let him win too, the rest of us already having gotten a few wins that night. By then it was getting pretty late. We talked about what we could do tomorrow. Liv was clear about how me and her needed to finish our tan, the implications of which were not lost on me. Dad said if we really wanted, there were boats available you could rent by the hour for tubing or water skiing. Neither Liv or I were very compelled by the idea, so he let it go.
“You can’t just lay around, sunbathe, and swim all week.” Dad said at some point, after we shot down a few other ideas.
“What’s so wrong with that?” Liv said. She’d left the table and laid sprawled out on the area rug that covered the wood floor. We were on our third drink, or maybe fourth. I couldn’t quite remember. “Also, Will, I want the rest of my massage. I’m cashing in.” She mumbled.
“She’s already got you working with those hands of yours, huh?” Mom said.
“I gave her one while we sunbathed, but I got too hot in the sun.” I explained, leaving out the part about us being buck ass nude. “Told her I’d make it up to her.”
“Make it up to me!” She called again from the floor.
“You better get to work,” Mom said to me. “I’m going to turn in.”
“I’ll join you, gonna take a cold shower first, try and beat the heat a bit.” Dad said. He had been moving the gaming stuff to the counter, and cleaning up the empty glasses on the table.
“Will!” Liv yelled again into the floor.
“Coming,” I assured her, standing up and stretching a bit. I had half been hoping to make up for the interrupted massage in the privacy of our room. Maybe it was the alcohol, but looking back at us leaving the platform, I’d thought she was insinuating something with how specific she’d been about making the massage up to her later that night. I suppose not.
I assumed the position overtop of her, on her thighs. We’d both changed out of our swimsuits before dinner. I’d opted for shorts, and did have a shirt on now. Liv had put on small jean shorts, and a crop top. I could have just started with her ass, but didn’t want to short change her again. I intended on giving her the full experience, start to finish. As such, I started with her neck, carefully working her out, moving slowly into her shoulders and then upper back. Eventually she got tired of me rubbing through the shirt, and went to take it off. I assumed she had a bra on, and while a little risky, it had not been uncommon for me to give her a massage with her shirt off when we were teens. It was a small white shirt… and she didn’t have anything under it. All of a sudden I was staring at her boobs.
“What are you doing?” I hissed. Mom had gone into the bedroom, but the door was still cracked. Dad was showering, but could be out any minute, and would have to come out to cross into their room.
“It’s no big deal, I’ll be on my stomach.”
“Our parents?”
“What about them?”
“Dad will be done eventually. And what if mom, like, needs a drink of water?”
She thought about it for a second, then sighed. “You’re right. C’mon.” Without putting her shirt back on, Liv stood up and walked over to the ladder, climbing it with the customary creaks. Suddenly it looked like I was getting my wish of a private massage after all. Shaking my head at her brashness, and wondering if she had had too much to drink, I followed her up the ladder.
The heat hit like a truck. All the hot air, blasted by the sun all day, had cycled up into and been trapped in the loft. The rest of the cabin was easily in the eighties, but I would not have been surprised to learn the upstairs was comfortably in the nineties. It was a virtual sauna. I took a deep breath in the heat. I dealt with heat well usually, but even this was intense for me. I followed Liv into our room. She was sitting on the bed, still topless, also heat shocked.
“Woah.” She said
“Yeah… might be hard to sleep tonight.”
“You’re telling me.” She wiped her brow. “But this’ll make for a sweet massage room.”
“Yeah, but I’ll only be able to go half as long. Hurry up and flip over before I faint.”
“One second,” Liv stood and shimmied out of her shorts. She paused again, looking at the door. I could guess where her mind was at.
“If we shut that, it’ll get worse in here,” I said.
“Then don’t. We’ll hear if they come up. Besides, why would they ever need to?” She said about our parents.
“You have a point.”
“Should be safe.” With that she slipped her panties off too, revealing for the second time that day her shaved pussy. I couldn’t help but stare. Slender and nubile, my sister really was so pretty. I thought about telling her that, but hesitated, remembering my slip up on the makeshift deck. She didn’t give me long to look, turning and laying on her stomach, on top of the sheets.
“Ready.” She confirmed.
I hopped up on the bed with her, taking the position I left off in. It was much easier to massage her bareback, and as I was still clothed, I had no taboo contact distracting me. I worked out what knots I’d missed earlier, heading downward at a steady rate, making sure to get every single part of her. Liv bent into the bed, straining and squirming under my hands, every once in a while letting out a “ahh” or “ooohh” as I pried a muscle loose. I was just starting on her upper ass when there was the sound of our dad getting out of the shower. I paused, and noticed Liv open her eyes and stare at the door. There was the sound of movement below, some fumbling in the kitchen, then:
“Goodnight you two!”
“Goodnight” Liv and I yelled back. Satisfied, our dad flipped the main room light off, plunging the outside into darkness. The light in our room was still on, so I waited until I heard the door close directly under us to start again. I took an extra moment to catch my breath. It was so hot. I was sweating pretty heavily already, and wiped some moisture off my face with my shirt. When I opened my eyes again I saw Liv giving me an eye.
“Getting a little hot up there?” She asked.
“A bit.”
“Would you last longer with your clothes off?”
“I might.”
“Then what are you waiting for? I can’t be the only one giving a show!” We were talking in low voices, lest anything we say carry through the open door to the wrong ears. Something about the prodding in Liv’s voice stopped me from questioning it further. I swung off of her and took my shirt off. Her head on her side, her hazel eyes stared directly at me, watching me undress. I slipped my shorts and boxers off in one motion. For the first time my dick didn’t spring free, only at about seventy percent. Liv raised an eyebrow.
“It’s really fucking hot.” I said as a meager explanation.
“It just got hotter,” Liv smirked. “Get the light too.”
I obliged, flipping the switch. We were plunged into momentary darkness, but it was another clear night, so our eyes adjusted, and we could see well enough by the moonlight. I walked slowly over to Liv, where she lay waiting for me, and swung back up on top of her, into the exact position we had been in that afternoon. The only difference this time was where my dick fell. Not quite fully erect, not yet, for a brief moment it landed directly in her ass crack. She giggled at the feeling, and wiggled playfully under me, shaking her cheeks slightly around my dick. That was all it took. My boner was back, and it peeled itself back up onto the side of her ass.
Naked myself, I noticed now Liv was sticky with sweat too. Our bodies stuck together, both trying desperately to cool themselves off. I picked up where I had left off, on the top of her ass, and slowly worked my way down. It was a bit of a different experience in the dim light. I’d only ever touched her while being able to see exactly what I was doing. I could still see the majority, but there was much more room for guesswork. With the light on, I’d been able to see the back of her pussy, now that it was off, there was nothing between her ass but enticing shadows. I tried not to think about it.
I spent a lot of time on her maximus, deep rubbing her ass cheeks until I got sighs of release from her on both sides. I wanted to keep going, I really did, but a little into her upper thighs, and my hands ached and I was breathing heavily in the stuffy room. I paused and Liv noticed.
“Thanks. I know it’s hot. You can be done. That was amazing.” She reached a hand back trying to find a piece of me. She touched my arm and gave it a squeeze.
Gratefully, I slid off her toward the side where the wall and bed met. I was very aware of how our skin unstuck itself, the feeling of our bodies pulling apart. I backed up against the wall, so that I was propped up slightly width wise across the bed. I wanted to be lengthwise, parallel with Liv, but it was so hot I just took a breather. Liv flipped over onto her back, and scooted up against the headpost, so that she was also half sitting, perpendicular to me. Even in the dark, I could make out most of her features. She watched me, and I watched her.
“Thanks, I really missed your massages.”
“I missed giving them.” I told her, honestly.
“It really wasn’t the same with you gone.” Liv spoke in a small voice.
“Well I really missed being at home. I really missed you.”