The Windy Pines, My Fourth Summer, Part Two
Copyright© 2025 by Fanlon
Chapter 24
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 24 - The Conclusion of The Windy Pines Saga Sam's now at Camp without his family. After what happened with Mom right before he left, he's got a lot of thinking to do, and a lot of wondering about what the future holds. Between the other campers and some visiting friends from his parents' youth, it might be a wild summer...
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult Teenagers Consensual Fiction Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Grand Parent Group Sex Swinging Nudism Slow
I hung up the phone after talking to Mom feeling excited about her early arrival. The fact that she was coming to see me without Sara and Dad was even better. That gave me a chance to have more one-on-one time with her. Two on one if you counted Sheila, which I definitely was.
I was just heading out the front door when I ran into Grandma and Grandpa.
“Ah, you’re awake,” Grandma smirked. “We were starting to think you would just sleep all night. Did you call your mom?”
“Yeah, I did.”
“And?” I grinned in response.
“I’m supposed to remind you to pick her up at the airport,” I said to Grandpa who grinned and nodded.
“Will do, Sam.” He replied.
“We were about to go get in the water,” Grandma announced. “We were hoping you would come with us.”
“I was going to go to Jeff and Sheila’s...”
“You’ll get to spend plenty of time with them for the rest of the summer,” Grandma took my hand. “Since this is your last night with us, we thought it would be nice to spend it together.”
“My last night with you?” I asked, confused.
“Tomorrow, you get to set up a cabin for you and your mom.” My eyes went wide at that proclamation and Grandpa started chuckling. “We have an open cabin, and I told your mom you two could use it instead of staying here with us.”
I would have been fine if Mom stayed here, but the idea of her and me getting to share a cabin was even better!
“Cool!” I grinned.
The rest of the night I just kind of went with the flow of what my grandparents wanted to do. It’s not like they do a whole lot and honestly, we just spent the evening soaking in the hot water. I sat there quietly for the most part while they talked to friends and fellow campers the whole time. Some of those conversations were funny and I found myself smiling and laughing along.
There were a pair of old guys my grandpa’s age that were trying to flirt with every girl on two legs, with their wives sitting right next to them! Every time they did, their wives would smack them and tell the passing women to just ignore them. It was a good time. Who would have thought I could learn so many pick-up lines and dirty jokes from just sitting in their vicinity all night.
I woke up well before the sun came up the next morning. I just couldn’t sleep. I was too excited for Mom’s arrival, and she wasn’t even showing up until tomorrow. I hopped out of bed, feeling surprisingly light on my feet, and took care of my morning necessities. I finished washing my hands, opened the bathroom door, shut off the light and took two steps into the hallway before I paused, and a big smile bloomed on my face. Grandma’s coffee.
When I walked around the corner, I saw Grandma pouring the fresh coffee into the two waiting mugs sitting on the counter.
“Good morning, Sam,” Grandma looked up at me and smiled before going back to what she was doing. “You’re up a bit early, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, I couldn’t sleep.”
“I thought so,” She replied. “I heard you go into the bathroom and figured I might as well get up too.”
“You couldn’t sleep either?”
“Oh, no,” She chuckled. “I’m always up this early, I just don’t always get out of bed right away.” Grandma dipped a spoon in the first one mug, stirring gently before switching to the other mug. “Okay, come grab your mug and let’s head outside.”
She didn’t wait for me, instead took a small sip, and made a satisfied sound as she walked out onto the back patio. I was only a step or two behind her, the warmth of the cup in my hands sending waves of wonderful heat through me that perfectly cut though the brisk, early morning air.
When I sat down, I flinched, my muscles tensing at the unexpected feeling of the wet, dew-covered seat. A shiver raced up my spine to my shoulders and then down my arms and I shuddered for a moment before it quickly passed as I clutched the steaming mug tightly to my chest.
“The wet chair was kind of a shock, wasn’t it?” Grandma laughed.
“Yeah,” I replied as I shook again before finally settling down and leaning back into my chair looking up at the starry sky overhead.
“I love coming out here in the early mornings like this,” Grandma mused. “Seeing all the stars.”
“It’s pretty cool.” I agreed, taking a small sip and sighing.
The two of us sat there in companionable silence for quite a while. Both of us just watched as the sky shifted through its multitude of colors as the sun slowly crested the horizon and the air started to warm.
“When are you heading over to get the cabin ready for you and your mom?” Grandma asked, taking my attention away from the sunrise.
“I don’t know,” I answered. “Is there a lot I need to do?”
“No, not really. I got the cabin pretty well cleaned up already, but it’s definitely not what I would consider ... clean.”
“Oh, it’s Kara’s cabin?”
“Kara?” Grandma gave me a questioning look. I could see the wheels turning in her head and she tried to think of who Kara was. “Oh, Kara! Yes, that’s the cabin. They left so suddenly, and we didn’t have any other bookings so I didn’t think I would need make it all spick-and-span right away. Now that you and your mom are going to use it,” Grandma smirked. “You can clean it up for me!”
“Gee, thanks,” I rolled my eyes and Grandma chuckled.
“It’s not that bad,” She assured me. “They actually cleaned up a bit before they left.”
“Uh huh,” my voice dripped with sarcasm. It wasn’t going to be a complete disaster zone, but I was sure it wasn’t clean. Or at least not clean to Mom’s standards.
“Do you want another cup?” Grandma asked, thankfully changing the subject. I looked into my mug, there was only a decent swallow left. I debated on accepting her offer, but then my stomach growled, answering her question for me. “I’ll take that as a no,” She smirked. “Go on, I’m sure Sheila will have already started breakfast by now.”
“Thanks, Grandma,” I blushed, jumping up out of my chair and dashing back inside.
“Leave the mug on the counter!”
The door was open when I got to Jeff and Sheila’s cabin and as Grandma had predicted, I could smell breakfast already underway, and I grinned.
“Morning!” I called out, walking into the main room, all smiles.
“Good morning, Sam!” Sheila answered. “Breakfast will be a few more minutes.”
“It smells delicious!” My stomach rumbled again so loud I thought Sheila heard it all the way across the room because she suddenly smirked at me, and I blushed.
When I looked at the bed Shawn and Stephanie shared, they weren’t there. Only a haphazard pile of sheets and blankets. I looked at the other bed and froze. Jeff was leaning against the headboard reading, like he usually did in the mornings while Sheila cooked.
What shocked me though was Michaela. She wasn’t snuggled up to Jeff. Well, she was snugged up to him, but that wasn’t all she was doing. She was just lying there giving her dad a blowjob! As I watched, I realized that she wasn’t actually sucking his dick like you would suspect. Her eyes were closed as she lazily suckled on it. She had one hand cradling his balls and the head of his cock was in her mouth. She wasn’t moving her head, or even stroking his shaft in an attempt to bring him pleasure. If anything, it was like she was doing it to soothe herself. Treating her father’s dick as an oversized pacifier.
I was so stunned that I couldn’t take my eyes off them. No one said a word. Jeff looked up from his book and met my gaze before his eyes shifted down at Michaela, and then he just went back to reading like it was no big deal at all. I mean, sure, it probably wasn’t a big deal to them. It was probably completely and totally normal. That didn’t mean it was for me!
I had seen Sheila and Shawn, so it shouldn’t have come as a surprise at all, but it did. It really, really did! I couldn’t help but think of Sara and my dad. I could actually see them doing something similar, and I decided right then and there I really wanted to see that in person!
“It’s when I see her doing that,” Sheila whispered softly right in my ear, making me nearly jump out of my skin. “It reminds me of when she was younger. She’s always been a daddy’s girl.” I glanced at Sheila, and she just smiled warmly at me, wrapping an arm around my waist. “She can be a huge pain in the ass, but when she’s like this, I remember when she was sweet and innocent.”
I gulped and nodded, still lost in the moment and the scene before me.
“Come on, let’s let them finish what they’re doing,” Sheila tugged on my arm. “Besides, breakfast is ready. I made French toast and you’re going to want to get some before Shawn and Stephanie get out of the shower. Especially Stephanie, it’s her favorite and she will eat it all before any of us get a chance if we’re not careful.”
I allowed her to lead me away, saddened to not be able to keep watching Jeff and Michaela, but at the same time, desperately wanting to eat whatever Sheila put in front of me. The added threat that I might miss out completely if I didn’t take advantage of Stephanie and Shawn’s absence added that extra bit of pressure to get me moving.
“What did you want to do today?” Stephanie asked, following me out the front door of the cabin.
“Well, I have to go clean up one of the cabins,” I explained. “My mom is coming tomorrow so I need to clean it up before she gets here.”
“What? Holy crap! I thought your family wasn’t coming until later?” Stephanie exclaimed, bouncing on the balls of her feet, obviously excited. “But, why do you have to clean it up? Mom told us the rule here was that we had to clean up our cabin before we left.”
“It’s only my mom that’s coming, for now.”
“Oh, so your dad and sister won’t be here until later?”
“Exactly, and I have to clean it up because my grandparents told me to.” I answered.
“But why didn’t the last people clean it up like they were supposed to?”
“It’s Kara’s cabin...”
“Ooh...” Stephanie understood immediately. “I still can’t believe that all happened. So stupid.”
“Yeah.”
“That really sucks that you have to be the one that cleans it up, though.”
“No kidding,” I readily agreed.
“I’ll help, if you want?” Stephanie offered, her voice timid for reasons I didn’t really understand.
“Hell yes!” I spun and grabbed ahold of Stephanie, grinning widely. “I would love some help.”
“What are you two so excited about?” Sheila asked.
“Oh, Mom! Guess what?” Stephanie asked, smiling again.
“I don’t know honey, what?”
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