Chapter 10

The next morning, Sally was jarred from her peaceful sleep by the noise emanating from the alarm clock. Forcing her eyes open she looked at the source of the annoying sound. The digital numbers signaled it was time to get up if the two girls were to join their brothers for fishing.

Sally shook Kim and told her to get out of bed. As Kim started to move, Sally went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. She stepped into the cool spray and adjusted it to a more comfortable level. Sally wet her hair and looked down to see the water had a pink tint to it. She was a little startled, searching herself for the source. Looking between her legs, she could see the remaining traces of dried blood. Using her fingers to rub the dark brown substance, she watched as it disappeared into the drain.

Gently she probed her tender vagina. She felt the crusty remains of her virginity as she slowly and carefully cleaned herself. Sally took the soap and rubbed it over her body, then rinsed. She paid special attention to her vaginal area, making sure all traces of blood were gone. After washing her hair, she shut off the water and stepped into the now steamy room.

Kim was at the sink, brushing her teeth. Sally looked at her naked cousin, seeing the blood that remained on her. "Kim," she said, "look." Kim looked down see what Sally was pointing at.

"I Know." she said.

Spitting the remains of the toothpaste into the sink, Kim said, "Come with me."

Sally watched her cousin's firm ass as she walked to the bed and pointed out the blood on the sheets.

"What are we going to do about this?" Sally inquired.

Kim quickly made the bed, covering the evidence of last night's activity.

Kim went back to the bathroom and showered. When finished, she quietly called Sally.

"Are you sore too?" Kim asked.

"Kind of," Sally answered. "Feels like my muscles after I work out too hard."

"Yea," Kim confirmed. Then looking directly into her cousin's eyes Kim said, "No regrets." As both a statement and question.

Sally hugged Kim, kissed her lips, and said, "None."

The girls maintained their embrace for a few moments, then separating Kim said, "We had better hurry or those guys will leave us again."

Sally agreed and went to select her wardrobe for the day.

"What are you going to wear?" Sally said over her shoulder. Kim responded that she was going to put on the nylon warm-up suit. Sally glanced at her Kim to see her pulling on a pair of white cotton panties and the pants of the warm-up. She pulled a long-sleeve top over her head, without a bra, and slipped the jacket on.

Sally selected a pair of print panties and copied her cousin's attire. Slipping on the jacket, she sat on the bed to put on her socks and shoes. She immediately jumped up and wiped her hand over a small rise in the covers. Smiling, she reached under the covers and retrieved the object that had startled her. It was the blood stained vibrator. She searched further until she found the purple dildo.

Holding the objects up for Kim to see Sally said, "We had better hide these."

Kim laughed and Sally took them to the sink, rinsed them and drying them with a towel. Sally hid the items in a drawer, remembering the night before.

The girls packed their beach bags with the sexy white bikinis and towels. They left the new suits Anne had bought them behind. Looking at the time, they started down the stairs, with fifteen minutes to spare. They stopped in the kitchen and grabbed the bag containing their lunch from the refrigerator, and headed for the boat.

They reached the end of the pier in time to hear Jack start the motor.

"Good morning," Kim smiled at her brother, "Did you guys sleep well on the boat?"

Jack said, "It was fun, Tom and I would like to take a short trip one day."

The girls stepped from the wooden surface of the pier onto the dew-slick deck.

Sally slipped and Tom caught her in his arms, keeping her from falling. He held his sister close, as Sally regained her footing, then released her. During their embrace, Tom noticed the absence of a bra strap across her back. The girls went forward and stowed their bags in the small cabin and the food in the cooler. They saw the two new sleeping bags balled in the corners of the V bunk.

The girls yelled at their brothers for being slobs, and proceeded to fold and roll the bags into neat, self-contained, packages. They picked up the boys sweat pants, which they must have used as pajamas, and put them into the backpacks their brothers used to store their belongings. With the cabin straightened to their satisfaction, the girls went on deck to see if they could help the boys.

Tom said to Kim, "See what's in the bag for breakfast."

Kim looked at her male cousin and in a sarcastic voice said, "What did you say?"

Tom, realizing it was posed as more of a command than a question, said, "please."

"That's better," Kim chuckled and took the bag of food from the cooler. She walked to the back of the boat and removed the items from the bag, arranging them on the raised housing that concealed the boat's motor.

There was lunchmeat, cheese, chips, a carton of milk, sodas, and a box of donuts. Kim asked, "Are there any cups on the boat?"

Jack told her she could find them under the seat on the port side.

"Um... is that right or left?" She asked her brother, revealing her lack of knowledge regarding nautical terms.

Jack smiled at his sister, and said, "Left."

Kim went to the locker under the seat and opened to door. Inside she found a large plastic box. She removed it and, kneeling on the deck, opened the cover and examined the contents. She found a stack of neatly folded hand towels, a bar of soap, a smaller box full or assorted hardware and a stack of plastic cups. She removed four of the cups, closed the lid on the box, and returned it to its proper place. She tore four pieces of paper toweling from the roll mounted on the inside of the door. Sally was putting away the food items they wouldn't need as Kim separated the paper towel, placing two donuts on each piece.

Tom had untied the lines and Jack was easing the boat out of the slip. Kim carried a cup of milk and two donuts to the helm, placing the milk into a cup holder, and the donuts on the dash. Jack thanked her, grabbing one of the round little cakes and taking a large bite, washing it down with milk. Kim returned to the motor housing that served as their table and picked up her breakfast. She went forward and asked her brother if she could share his seat. Jack slid over making room for his younger sister, and patted the seat next to him. Kim climbed up and sat next to Jack, the seat, while designed for two, was narrow. She felt the presence of her brother's hip and thigh as is rested tightly against her own.

Jack picked up a small slip of paper and looked at the numbers written on it.

"What's that?" Kim asked.

"They are coordinates for a spot the men in town gave me."

Kim watched as Jack pushed the buttons on the GPS, between bites of food and swigs of milk. Soon the display showed a map with an arrow pointing at an icon.

Jack pointed at the icon and said, "I just have to steer the boat so we reach that spot."

Kim sat next to her older brother and watched as he piloted the craft. The waves were about one foot, causing the boat to rise and fall gently.

"Can I drive?" Kim asked.

Jack said, "Sure, let's trade places."

The two teens traded spots on the seat and Kim took a firm grip of the wheel with both hands. Jack instructed her on how to keep the arrow of the GPS, and the boat, on its course. He cautioned her on over- steering and explained the ship-to-shore radio.

"Who do you talk to on that thing?" Kim asked.

"Anyone that has a radio. Like other fishermen or the hand held radio dad has," Jack replied.

"Can we call dad?" Kim said, reaching for the mic.

"Not at this hour," Jack laughed, "They're still sleeping."

Kim looked at the time on the GPS it was only seven o'clock.

Kim asked Jack to hold the wheel, telling him it was getting warm under the protection of the hardtop. Jack reached over and took a firm grip, holding the boat on course. Kim pulled the zipper down on the black nylon jacket and worked it off her shoulders. As she did, her brother couldn't help but notice her breasts as they were thrust forward. Kim wiggled the garment down her arms and off. She took over the steering duties from Jack. He observed how the thin form-fitting shirt accented her breasts. He could see the faint outline of her nipples atop the dark areola that bled through the shirt.

Jack redirected his attention to the GPS. He noted that they would arrive at the waypoint in about ten minutes or so. Patting the top of Kim's thigh, he said, "Keep her steady, I am going to get the rods ready."

He got up and went to the stern where his two cousins were sitting.

"Let's get rigged," Jack told Tom.

Tom and Jack removed the rods from the holders and tied the lures they would start fishing with on the lines. As they returned the prepared rods to the appropriate holder, they noticed Sally. She sat in the starboard jump seat. The wind created by the boats forward motion pasted her jacket to her chest. The cool air had a visible effect, causing her nipples to show. Sally was completely aware of her appearance, and the fact that her brother and cousin had noticed. Jack asked Sally to move so he could attend to the rods on that side of the boat. Sally got up, went forward, and joined Kim at the helm.

Kim told Jack that the GPS was beeping. Jack went up and, reaching over Kim, pulled back on the throttle. The boat slowed to about two miles an hour. Jack returned to the stern and started to set the lines with the help of Tom.

Once everything was in place, Jack went to the helm and set the autopilot. He told the girls they could come back and wait for a fish to strike. The group stared at the rod tips for almost two hours, changing lures from time to time. Even though it was only a little past nine o'clock in the morning, the sun was out and warming the air.

Sally told Kim she was going to change and went to the cabin. Kim followed her cousin into the cabin, pulling the door closed behind her. The girls removed their warm-ups, shirts, and panties.

"How do you feel down there?" Kim asked, pointing at Sally's pubic area.

Sally looked at Kim and told her that she was still a little tender. Kim nodded in agreement. The teenagers removed their white bikinis from the bags and put them on. Each girl pulled out a pair of nylon shorts and stepped into them.

Back on deck, Jack had changed course, saying that the spot they had been told about wasn't producing anything. Kim looked out over the fantail and saw they were now moving away from shore.

The girls moved into the sun and continued to watch the rods. It was ten o'clock when Kim saw one of the rods spring from its bowed stance and start jumping.

"Jack," she called, "look at this rod."

Jack yelled, "Fish on!" and pulled the rod from its holder. He pulled back on the stressed rod, reeling like mad on the small handle. With the slack removed from the line, he handed it to Kim and said, "Here you go kid!"

Kim took the fishing rod from her brother and immediately felt the fish try to pull it from her hands. She put the butt of the long rod into her stomach and pulled back on it. Jack barked out instructions as Kim fought the fish. He told her to keep the tip high, and reel down on the fish, then pull the tip up again. Kim cranked the reel and held onto the rod. She complained that the end of the rod was hurting her tummy as it jabbed her at the waist.

Jack got out a small plastic harness and put it around his sister's waist. He helped her put the end of the rod into the small swivel cup on the device as he cinched the strap behind her. Kim would reel in some line, only to have the fish strip it back off the reel.

Every time Kim pulled back on the rod her forearms would mash into her breasts. The action of her arms finally pushed the material that covered her right breast off to the side exposing her.

Sally said, "Hey Kim, your boob is showing!"

Jack and Tom looked at Kim to see what Sally was talking about. There she stood, fighting with the relentless fish, her breast completely uncovered.

"I don't care!" Kim yelled in reply, "I'm going to get this fish if it kills me."

Soon, they could see the silver fish near the surface of the water. Jack continued to coach his sister as the fish approached the back of the boat. Tom removed the net from its holder and stood poised the scoop up the large salmon. No one was paying any attention to the now near topless fisherman as she reared back on the fish and reeled as hard as she could. The fish was huge. It rolled onto its side and gave up as Tom speared the net into the water and encased the fish in the mesh.

Jack helped Tom hoist the fish out of the water and onto the deck. Kim relieved the pressure of the line and Jack wrenched the treble hook out of the fish's jaw with a pair of pliers. Kim, out of breath and exposed, stood and vibrated with excitement. She watched as her brother and cousin untangled the fish from the net.

Once clear, Jack picked up the fish and held out to his sister. Kim stared at the fish. It seemed that it was almost as long as she was tall. She handed the rod to Tom and reached for "HER" fish. Proudly, she gripped it through the gills as Jack instructed. Kim told Sally to get her camera so they could get some pictures. As Kim held the fish, almost dropping it because of its weight, Sally snapped several pictures.

Sally said to Kim, "Do you want some pictures we can show to our parents?"

Kim looked at Sally with a puzzled look on her face. "What are you talking about?" she asked.

The boys and Sally started to laugh. Finally, Kim looked down and saw the source of their amusement. Both of her breasts were exposed, her nipples standing at attention. Kim joined the others in their laughter, handing the large fish to Jack so she could cover herself. She rinsed the fishy slime from her hands and pulled the white material of her suit over her breasts.

"You had better erase those Sally." Kim told her cousin, taking the fish from her brother. Sally giggled and said that maybe she would and maybe she wouldn't. Sally took more pictures of Kim and her fish, including the boys.

Jack took the camera and shot one of Kim and Sally. Tom said to his sister and cousin, "Why don't you guys let us take one of the fish with your boobs out?"

The two girls giggled at Tom, then Sally grabbed the cups of her suit and pulled them aside, She reached around Kim, repeated the action, and put her arm around her cousin's shoulder. Jack snapped several pictures as the four teens roared.

Just as Jack got the fish weighed and put the twenty- two pound salmon in the box, another rod went off. Jack grabbed it, gave it to his cousin, and told her that this one was hers. Sally grabbed the rod and started to fight the fish as she had watched Kim do.

Kim removed the harness and put it around Sally, helping her put the end of the rod into the holder. Sally struggled with the fish as it raced away from the boat, then came back as she reeled for about ten minutes. Out in the distance, the fish broke the surface and tail-walked on the blue water. Sally reeled quickly, gaining on the fish.

"This isn't so hard," she quipped.

Kim came up behind the teen as she bent forward and pointed the rod tip at the fish, and then reeled back. Kim reached around her cousin and grabbed the small panels that covered her breasts.

Pulling them aside Kim said, "Here, try it topless."

Sally's breasts popped into view as Kim and the boys laughed. Sally told them it wasn't fair, that it was accidental when it happened to Kim.

Sally cut her protest short as the fish came near the back of the boat. Kim took snapshots with the small digital camera as Jack and Tom prepared to land the fish. Once on the fish was on the deck the four teens relaxed again. Sally held the fish for pictures, her breasts still out of her suit top. Kim, feeling it was only fair, uncovered herself for a shot, then concealed her own as well as Sally's breasts.

The fish weighed in at twenty-five pounds, the largest of any fish that had been caught up until then. The girls teased the boys that they were better fishermen.

Tom put the lines back in the water as Jack went to the helm and turned the boat to cover the same area they had caught the large fish in. He worked back and forth over the same water. Tom caught a nice salmon, about eighteen pounds and Jack reeled in one just over twenty pounds.

When an hour had passed with no additional fish, Kim and Sally told their brothers that they wanted to eat lunch and go swimming. The boys agreed and Jack pointed the boat towards shore as Tom and the girls brought in the tackle. With all of the equipment stored where it belonged, Jack increased the speed and headed for shallow water. He pushed the buttons on the GPS as they skimmed along the smooth water. He yelled back to his crew that they were over thirty miles from the beach house.

Jack slowed the boat and anchored in about four feet of water. The girls took the food from the cooler and made sandwiches for all of them. After lunch, Sally told the boys that she was going to stretch out in on the bow and get some sun. She and Kim went in the cabin and up through the hatch to the bow. Spreading their towels out on the warm fiberglass, the two girls removed their tops and lay on their backs.

Jack and Tom sat in the deck chairs, relaxing in the warm afternoon sun. The four teenagers rested for about an hour. Tom told Jack that he was hot and was going to take a swim to cool off. Jack agreed and the boys went into the cabin to change into the bathing suits they had purchased at the sporting goods store. Sally and Kim could hear their brothers below them as they changed their clothes.

The girls heard the splash as the boys jumped into the lake. Kim sat up and put the top of her suit on, telling Sally she was going to join the boys. Sally dressed and they jumped from the bow into the water. Bouncing in shoulder deep water, the girls moved to the rear of the boat. Jack and Tom were standing in the water talking when their sisters approached.

"What are we going to do this afternoon?" Kim inquired.

Jack said that they wanted to try to catch more fish, and would return to the spot that was so productive in the morning. Kim and Sally told the boys they would like to catch another fish too.

The four of them milled around in the cool water a little longer. The girls decided to go back and get more sun and made their way to the swim platform. With her back to the boys, Kim reached down and pulled the bottom of her suit to the side.

"What are you doing?" Sally asked.

"Taking a pee," Kim answered.

Sally and Kim giggled. Sally duplicated her cousin's action telling her it was a good idea. The girls fixed themselves and climbed the short latter to the platform. They watched their brothers' dive under the water and surface at the back of the boat. Jack asked the girls to move so he and Tom could get out of the lake. The girls moved onto the deck and turned to see the boys exit the water and stand on the swim platform.

The two young girls were not ready for what they saw. Their brothers, facing away were wearing very small Spedo swimsuits. They could see the tight muscles of the boy's butts as they stood there. When Jack and Tom turned to come aboard the cousin's could clearly see the outline of the boy's genitals. They watched as Jack and Tom joined them on the deck.

Sally let out a low whistle, indicating her approval of the suits. The boys blushed and picked up their towels to dry off. Sally and Kim sat in the deck chairs, while the boys sat on the side of the boat. They talked about the morning fishing and wondered if the afternoon would be as good.

Jack and Tom looked at their sisters in the wet, almost transparent bikinis they wore. Sally caught them out of the corner of her eye, and repositioned herself in the chair. Turning towards Kim, she hooked one leg over the armrest, giving the boys a view of the thin strip of thin white cloth that covered her vagina. Kim caught on to what her cousin was up to and put a foot up on the seat of the chair. The girls talked and snatched glimpses of their brothers. The boys were looking right at their sister's laps as they attempted to carry on a conversation.

As Kim and Sally sat, they squirmed in their seats, causing the material of the suits to tighten and define their sex. They noticed the slight movement in the front of the thin nylon suits the boys wore as their penises began to stiffen. They said they wanted to even their tans, and removed the tops of their suits. They leaned their heads back and closed their eyes. The effects of the girl's nudity started to really affect their brothers. Jack and Tom stared blatantly at their younger sisters. Through tight slits in their eye lids the girls could see the boys penises grow until the head of Jack's pushed up and out above the waist band. He tried to pull the suit over the hardening member, but there just wasn't enough of the suit to cover it.

The girls started to stir, causing the boys to turn their backs to them and look out over the water. Sally smiled at Kim and stood up. Kim followed her cousin as she spanned the five feet of deck that separated them from their brothers. She walked up behind Tom and circling his torso with her arms, flattened her breasts into his back. Kim did the same thing to Jack, quietly asking the boys what was the matter.

"Nothing!" Jack shot back over his shoulder.

Kim and Sally stood behind their older brothers, gently rubbing their hardened nipples across their backs. Sally used her hand to rub her brothers stomach laying her head on his back. Slowly she widened the circles she traced on her brother's bare skin, her fingertips brushing lightly over the velvety head of his fully erect penis. The two girls stood quietly, hugging their brothers and making casual contact with their manhood.

The action of their sisters was almost more than the oversexed boys could take. Jack and Tom shifted back and forth, trying it improve the feeling of the girls teasing fingertips. Sally slid her hand down over the length of Tom's hard-on, causing him to stiffen. She traced it from the head to the point it met his balls, separated only by the thin material of the Spedo. She moved up and off his penis and ran her fingers through the hair on his belly to his navel. Tom shuddered as his sister circled the indention, then moved back towards his crotch. When she got to the waistband, she slipped her fingers inside and over his hot throbbing tool.