The Vacation

By Jane Marwood
hagnaby77@yahoo.com

Copyright 2020 by Jane Marwood, all rights reserved

Samantha and Richard sat comfortably in the back of the smart new Range Rover Autobiography. Aunt Sue was driving the seventy-mile trip to her beach cabin. They would be gone for eight weeks and Aunt Sue was aware of the palpable excitement in the back seats as she navigated the many minor roads that would take them high up in the mountains to the lake.
 
Richard was thirteen years old and Samantha was twelve. Samantha was quite beautiful, even at her young age, Slender though she was, her young breasts pushed at the top of her sundress leaving no doubt as to her femininity. She was tall for twelve years old and had grown proportionately, long legs, strong firm thighs, enticing bottom and slender waist. Their mom had often said that she was going to get stronger locks on her doors, for when boys came calling.
 
To add to her charms, Samantha was an incorrigible tease, who delighted in making the boys blush to the tips of their ears. One of her most provocative physical features was the curvature of her bottom, especially when wearing shorts or tight jeans. She would often examine and admire this particular feature in her bedroom mirror.
 
She had been busy since their trip had got the all clear, making several outfits that she knew her mother would certainly not approve of. She had carefully stitched the hems of several tee-shirts which she had cut off just beyond the boundaries of even moderate modesty.
 
She had blushed at their brevity as she moved her body in front of her bedroom mirror. She intended to tease Richard mercilessly, as she teased most of the good-looking boys at their school
 
One instance of Samantha’s charm and intrigue was when Ryan Collins, the football captain, had been walking by the bleachers. Normally he would not converse with, or even notice a twelve-year-old. Samantha had called over to him, “Hey Ryan, you looked great when you made that touchdown. Nice bod, Ryan!” To her delight he had blushed in an instance, his face burning all the way back to the changing rooms.
 
Samantha was extremely bright and had seemed to embrace her sexuality, even from the age of ten she had known that she was good looking. She was content with who and what she was and used her charms and intuition to her full advantage.
 
The one constant target for her teasing was always her brother Richard. She thought that he was sublime. He had the same long legs and slender waist. His chest flared nicely, and his arms were smooth but strong. She loved his face which matched her own in its neat features and unblemished skin. She knew that he was embarrassed about his slightly feminine features, but she found them to be adorable.
 
It was not often that Samantha had her brother all to herself, but the prospect of eight weeks together at a secluded cabin with just Aunt Sue as chaperone had delighted her.
 
Richard, although thrilled to be going to the cabin was mired in a variety of worries, some of which were the usual worries of boys in their first teenage year. However, he had particular concerns which he had certainly never voiced to anyone. His all consuming one was his looks. He knew that his facial features were very feminine.
 
 His exaggerated view was that his ears were too small and neat, that his nose was far too small and almost cute, worse even, that his lips were neat and pretty and that he looked even more girlish when he smiled, showing his white and even teeth in an exact mirror image of his sister. He had cut his hair short in the hope of a masculine crew-cut, only to find that his short hair laid flat and accented his neat head shape and his even neater ears. He prayed for the day when he would have hair growth on his chin and if possible on his chest.
 
What he did not know, and certainly would never be told, was that his friends would love to have been even one zit or one teenage blemish behind the boy’s impeccable features. It was only they that had noticed the sly and shy looks form the prettiest of the girls, or the obvious bumping into him in the corridor, or even the bumbling attempts at casual conversation. All of which Richard seemed utterly oblivious to.
 
Richard’s next worry was that his penis had become particularly wayward. Seemingly having a mind of its own as it erected at any hour of the day or night, completely without cause. When it had cause to erect, such as the attentions from his pretty form mistress as she brushed her fingertips against his cheek or tousled his hair, it would stay hard for hours upon end.
 
One particular cause for Richard’s libido to go into overdrive was when Aunt Sue would trail her fingertips over the nape of his neck or lay her hand upon his bared knee as she sat down next to him. Her beautiful body would tantalise him as she would lean over and kiss his cheek, her full breasts pressing against his shoulder as he sat doing his homework, her lingering perfume wrapping him in a fervid cocoon of arousal.
 
Aunt Sue was very beautiful, her figure was slender and yet her breasts were full, unusually so upon such a slender frame. Her long legs were athletic with smooth and firm muscle under the beautifully shaped thighs and calves. She was a good ten inches taller than Richard and often when she hugged him her breasts would press firmly against his cheek. She was now twenty-eight years old. She had been married and had lost her husband through an unusual illness, that even now the doctors had not been able to establish proper cause. Her legacy from her marriage as well as a lifetime income had been meeting and becoming firm friends with Elizabeth, her deceased husband’s sister, as well as Elizabeth’s wonderful children, Samantha and Richard
 
Samantha looked over towards Richard, observing him closely. His long legs were bare up to the very short, shorts that Aunt Sue had arrived with for his journey. “I have to tell you Richard, that this is the hottest summer for many a year, and you will be in the car for a long time so take my advice and don’t wear undies. Richard knew better than to not wear the obviously skimpy shorts, as his mother had already given him a look to say, don’t forget to say thank you. She had also shouted up the stairs after him. “No undies Richard, it’s far too hot.
 
The reason that they were to vacation with Aunt Sue was that their mom had to work. She had been made senior sales executive of the busy Realters office which she now ran. The promotion, after eight years, was particularly rewarding for Elizabeth Chadwell. She had worked hard and enthusiastically and her immediate superior, had delivered his promise of a top promotion. Her salary delighted her, and she knew that her summer break would not be possible this year. Her sales during the summer months had already outstripped every other branch and, she knew, that her work this season would not only consolidate her new position but make her figures unassailable.
 
As the comfort of the car and the hot sun lulled his body, Richard realised that despite his earlier misgivings he was looking forward to swimming in the cool clear water of the lake. He looked across at Samantha who was experimenting with the electric footrests and the nest of switches in the centre console. He put his hand on hers and smiled at her, knowing just how excited she was at the prospect of such an extended vacation.
 
 
It had been Aunt Sue, who had offered to take the children up to her cabin for the entire duration of their summer vacation. Elizabeth knew that it had taken Richard a lot of thought before he had decided to cave-in to Samantha’s constant barrage of encouragement. She was delighted when he had, not only decided to go - but also to put a brave face on it.
 
His worries about the trip, were entirely due to his embarrassment factor. Eight weeks alone with Aunt Sue and his teasing sister were not really consistent with his shy and modest nature. Elizabeth had guessed at the reasons for his hesitation, knowing the timid and shy nature of her young son. However, she was confident that he would enjoy himself and was delighted when he had accepted the invitation.
 
Samantha smiled to herself as Richard laid his hand over hers. Nothing was said, but she knew that he was happy for her. She looked across at him as he sat comfortably with his head laid back on the headrest. She had managed to get the leg rest high enough that her long legs were able to lay out almost straight in front of her. Her short skirt only just covered her panties. She was aware that her legs were showing to their optimum sexiness. It was perhaps even subconsciously that she deliberately teased her brother, but she always took every opportunity to do so. She squeezed his hand and saw him look at her before he took it away. She knew he had looked at her legs before he had turned his head to look out of the window. His face was blushing to a pretty pink. She shivered in delight and smiled to herself in satisfaction. Turning towards him, she laid her hand upon his bare thigh and stroked her fingers up and down his smooth skin, before shuffling back in her seat again. She caught his blush of embarrassment before he managed to turn his head even further around towards the side window.
 
The minor roads had been busy until the last half hour of the journey. Most of the cars would be heading to the commercial end of the lake which was a popular summer destination. Until Sue had bought the cabin, the road to it was impassable except by only the toughest of all-terrain vehicles. Her three brothers had levelled the road, working over two summers until the surface was smooth and flat. To ensure complete privacy they had let scrub and grasses grow high around the rustic gated entrance. Now the terrain beyond the gate appeared completely impassable. The new road was completely hidden around a rocky bend. The cabin lay two miles beyond the reinforced farm style gate. It was completely secluded and hidden from view.
 
Sue had had the cabin extended in every direction and had had the interior completely remodelled with all mod cons. She had loved the finished result and since then had spent every spare moment of her time enjoying the luxury of the cabin and the serenity of the lake.
 
The crowning glory had been the new decking at the front of the cabin, which now ran straight onto the sandy beach. Sue loved the silvery sand that was unique to the area. It felt beautiful underfoot and it glinted in the sunlight. The surface of the beach sloped gently towards the crystal-clear water of the lake. Underwater It inclined gradually, deepening over the first twenty yards to around six feet in depth. Last year Sue’s brothers had floated and anchored a raft for her. It floated at around twenty-five yards from the shore. The raft was an ideal platform for diving into the deeper water.
 
 
She had brought the children out to the cabin several times when they were younger, but they had not been since the extensive renovations had been completed. In the early days they had had to leave the car and walk for several hundred yards before climbing into an old four by four that Sue kept, to take her the two miles to the cabin. She was looking forward to their impression of the cabin as it was now. Especially not having to drag holdalls and suitcases across a rocky path before they could stack it all in the old corrugated Landcruiser.
 
As they reached the gate, Sue got out and unlocked the heavy padlock that hung rusty and seemingly unused on its heavy chain. Her key turned easily in the well-oiled padlock. The gate, likewise, moved easily on its oiled hinges. She left the key in while she slowly took the Range Rover through the opening. After locking the gate, she drove through the scrub and grasses, looking back to see the fauna spring back up immediately. It was a slow traverse until they reached the rocky corner which hid the new roadway.
 
Samantha and Richard realised that now there were no bumps or potholes; it was a smooth ride all the way down to the cabin. Samantha whooped in delight as she saw the lake glistening in front of her. The cabin looked so different that she did not recognise it. Richard thought that the new glass frontage was amazing and whistled at the sheer size of it.
 
“Oh, Aunt Sue it looks fabulous. Did our uncles do all this?” Aunt Sue turned and smiled as she brought the Range Rover to a halt under the car-porch. “Most of it Richard, I am so pleased with everything, I hope that you are going to love it as much as I do.” Samantha had already undone her seat belt and had put her arms around Sue’s neck. “What a place Aunt Sue. You are a genius!”
 
Sue was delighted with their reaction. They would be her first visitors and their affirmation really meant a lot to her. They all carried bag after bag, up to the glass porch. Aunt Sue’s plethora of bags cases and holdalls seemed never ending as they lugged them into the hallway. This would be Sue’s third trip this week as she had already stocked the refrigerators and freezer chests. She had filled her wardrobes and bought a variety of things that she thought the children might want during their eight weeks, vacation.
 
 
The next hour was chaos as Richard and Samantha, examined their bedrooms and put away their things. It was Samantha that had discovered that there was satellite TV and that the internet connection was an extremely fast satellite broadband.
 
Eventually they heard Aunt Sue call them. “Get your costumes on you two and get into the lake. It’s far too hot to be messing about in here.” She heard them race to their rooms and ten minutes later they were out on to the decking and down into the lake. She looked out of the new patio doors and saw that Samantha was wearing a skimpy bikini while Richard was wearing board shorts. She grimaced to herself as she went into the bathroom and took a dispenser of suntan oil from the shelf and headed back into the kitchen.
 
So, it had come to this already, she thought. She took off her robe to reveal her bikini. It was black, the colour complimenting her already sun-kissed skin. She placed the cream upon the kitchen table and headed towards Richard’s bedroom. She searched through all of his clothes that were laid neatly on the bed and then his drawers and finally the large sports bag that he had brought with him. She saw that he had not brought any other swimwear.
 
Well Richard my boy, it has to happen sooner or later. She walked to the patio doors which were wide open. She could see the two of them playing in the shallows. She called to Richard. “Richard please come here a moment.” She watched him as he walked towards her his bare feet wet upon the decking. She could see him blush as soon as he saw her standing by the doorway in her bikini. He was obviously trying to avoid looking at her body, but she could see his eyes flick downwards several times and his cheeks turn pink.
 
“Richard, you can’t wear board shorts, it is far too hot. That material is really heavy it must be holding a gallon of water.” Indeed, the shorts were dripping water all over the decking.
 
“Have you brought another pair to wear? Those come halfway down to your shins, they are ridiculous.”
 
Richard blushed. “Erm… no Aunt Sue, I only have these they are fine.”
 
“Well you certainly can’t wear those… I will have to make you something that is more suitable. Fortunately, I have some material and I keep a sewing machine here, so come back in half an hour and I will fix you up.”
 
She saw the boy blush as he stammered. “Honestly Aunt Sue they are fine. I don’t need anything else.”
 
Sue looked at him sternly. “Well I say you do! You can’t even get a tan in those. I want to take you both back to your mother looking nice and brown. Look at Samantha, she isn’t carrying gallons of water around in her bikini. You had better do as I say Richard, I shall be cross with you if you insist on wearing those.” Sue grabbed the side of the board shorts and squeezed. Water spilled to the floor. Richard blushed as she had grabbed the shorts. “Half an hour Richard, now go and play.”
 
Aunt Sue turned and went back into the cabin. Richard stood stupefied as she turned her back on him. He didn’t know what to do. He wandered back to Samantha feeling dread churn around in his stomach. Samantha came running up to him, her face wreathed in smiles, enjoying the water and the sun. Suddenly she frowned as she saw his face.
 
Richard had never been to hide his feelings. and such was the case right now. “Oh Samantha…” He told her everything, his voice quivering as he described how cross Aunt Sue had been. Samantha put her arm around his waist and leaned against him with her head touching his. “My advice, Richard. Don’t fuss at whatever she makes for you. You know she thinks the world of you. Just make a brave face and smile and say thank you.”
 
They splashed in the shallows, but Samantha could see that his heart wasn’t in it. He just caught sight of Aunt Sue approaching the doorway and set off at a run. He arrived before she had a chance to call him. She held some white cloth in her hand, he followed her in, until she she sat at the kitchen table facing him. Richard blushed at the brevity of her bikini and the lush beauty of her almost naked body. “Look Richard,” she held the garment up. Richard, blushed as he saw that the cloth was shaped like a large bowtie.
 
One triangle was joined to a second triangle by a narrow piece of cloth. Each triangle had two ties at the wide top and the same at the bottom. The only difference between the two triangles was that one of them was made from two pieces of cloth which were stitched down the middle. The material billowed slightly at the centre seam.
 
 He looked at it in horror. “Please Aunt Sue I can’t wear that. It’s awful, really I couldn’t possibly wear something like that.”
 
Aunt Sue was well prepared for his answer and had steeled herself for what she knew must surely come. She took his arm firmly and dragged him, face down, over her knees. She had prepared for this, even before they had started their journey, and had known that it was inevitable.
 
Without a moment’s hesitation she put her fingers into the waistband of his sodden board shorts and pulled them down his legs. She held his arm behind his back, although thankful that he had not struggled. She slid the wet heavy shorts off his feet and let them fall to the floor. The first spank of her hand that landed across his buttocks caught him by surprise. She began to spank him hard and fast, one hard slap after the other, in a rapid staccato of sharp cracks.
 
Richard lay supine. He was in shock as his spanking started it was perhaps after a dozen spanks that he realised what was really happening. Sue was well aware that it would take some time before she got through to him. She spanked as hard and as fast as she could and soon she heard the whimpering sound of a child that is enduring a thorough spanked bottom.
 
On and on it went as she knew that it had to. She spanked from the top of his bottom cheeks to the middle of his thighs. He began to cry and to plead and yet she continued. His sudden cries of pain signalled that she was winning. She knew that she needed to make sure that his spanking would not need repeating, nor that there would any more recalcitrance from the beautiful naked boy.
 
She continued, suddenly aware of a pressure between her thighs. She smiled to herself as she felt his penis begin to engorge. She could feel each throb produce an increase in the size of his captive penis. She spanked and spanked until his pleading stopped and he began to cry out in pain with each stinging slap to his bared buttocks. She saw that his bottom cheeks were bright red and that her handprints were all over his naked flesh.
 
Suddenly his body stiffened, and she felt the urgent throbbing of his penis between her legs. She rubbed her thighs together feeling the answering throb from his rigid organ. She stopped his spanking and took the suntan lotion, quickly pouring some between the cleft of his bottom. She slipped her left hand beneath him - and with her right hand speared his bottom with two rigid fingers. Both of her stiffened fingers entered his bottom at the same time as the fingers of her left hand firmly encircled his throbbing penis.
 
She quickly jerked his foreskin up and down over the glans as her stiffened fingers found his prostate. His body stiffened until it was rigid. She knew that he would ejaculate within seconds. She speeded up both hands as he cried out.
 
“Urggh… ah urrgh.”
 
She could feel his hot semen jetting against her legs. Mercilessly she goaded and milked him not letting up until suddenly his body collapsed across her knees in a dead faint. She retracted her fingers from his bottom and from his penis. Gently and lovingly she began to caress his back and his bottom. It was a good sixty seconds before he began to come around.
 
“Poor baby, you are all mixed up aren’t you. Let Aunt Sue take care of you.” She felt him shiver and at the same time, she became aware of Samantha kneeling down against his head and gently stroking her hands over his cheeks and the back of his neck. “Poor baby did Aunt Sue spank your bottom? Never mind Richard, I know it will be alright in the end.”
 
Samantha cradled his head and began to stroke his cheeks as Sue dipped her hand into the crevice of his bottom Her fingers gently smoothing over his sphincter. Her touch was soft and sensuous. She continued for several minutes until the boy stopped shivering and he spoke to them hesitantly.
 
“I am so sorry Aunt Sue. What must you think of me. I am so sorry.” He began to cry again as they both continued their stroking, whispering softly to him. “Poor baby Richard, never mind it will alright now sweetheart. We both love you.” Eventually they sat him up onto Sue’s knees. She held his penis stroking it gently, ignoring his embarrassment as she pressed his face between her scantily covered breasts.
 
It was twenty minutes before Sue stood him up. She could see him blush as Samantha eagerly inspected his naked body. Samantha had fetched a hot washcloth and towel at Sue’s request. Sue took it and wiped carefully around his genitals and his bottom, seeing him shiver as she retracted his foreskin and wiped around the rim.
 
Richard was blushing furiously. His ejaculation had felt so intense that he had not realised quite what had happened to him. It had shocked him that his body could feel so totally overtaken by such an exquisite and torturous feeling.
 
Sue could see his shock at what had happened. It became apparent to her that this must have been the first time that he had ever ejaculated. She looked into his blushing face as he stood completely acquiescent and stripped of his bravado.
 
“You are going to be a good boy now aren’t you Richard. You are all mixed up, as are most young boys of your age. I will explain everything to and really get you sorted out. First you are going to wear the costume I have made you. You are a beautiful boy, Richard. I knew that I would have to spank you to make you realise that you are still a boy and that your silly modesty was going to ruin the holiday for all of us… and although you probably hadn’t realised it, that would have ruined your summer break too. So, stand up straight while I put it on for you. Spread your legs.” She watched him blush as she took the wispy costume and slipped it between his legs. Samantha immediately grabbed the costume from behind as Sue cupped his engorged penis and testicles in her palm and pulled the front of the costume up over them.
 
Samantha tied the left-hand side while Sue tied the right. It fitted his body perfectly leaving most of his groin bare but at the same time covering and supporting his genitals. Samantha whistled. “Wow Richard, you look delicious in that. I bet the girls at school would die to see you. You look like an Adonis.” Richard blushed, painting his cheeks with a deep pink. Sue spoke gently to him. “Turn around Richard and let me look at your bottom.”
 
The boy obeyed his face becoming increasingly red as Sue examined the costume. “You know Samantha, I might make another one without covering his bottom so much. More like a thong, what do you think?”
 
“Oh, yes, Aunt Sue, he is so beautiful, it is a shame that he has to wear anything at all.” Sue smiled at her impish expression as she smoothed her hands around his hips and buttocks.
 
“Right Richard, I will talk to you this evening about some of your perceived problems, because really the only troubles you have are in your mind. You are still a little boy when it comes to your feelings, so I am going to put Samantha in charge of you while you are here. You may not think it is fair, but she is far more mature than you are. Now let’s all go down to the water and have some fun.”
 
Richard was hesitant at first to run about, but soon realised that Aunt Sue had been right when she had dismissed the heavy board shorts. He felt free in the costume and confident once he understood that it stayed in place even when he was running quickly. However, he still blushed mightily when he saw Samantha or Aunt Sue looking at him.
 
Eventually, after a hectic hour of swimming and running at full speed through the shallows, they lay on the padded tops that had once been on the sunbeds and were now laid flat against the decking. Sue was on his right and Samantha was on his left. The sun was hot on his skin as Aunt Sue got up and went into the house. She came back a few minutes later with fruit juices and the suntan lotion that she had used to lubricate his bottom.
 
“Drink your juice and then you had better cover yourselves in lotion. I know from bitter experience that you will burn quickly here. Samantha, you can do Richard first and then he can do you. Put plenty on as otherwise you will be out of the sun for days with burned skin. I am going to make us something light to eat for now. Tonight, I am going to do a barbeque and light the firepit, it’s huge. We’ll have a twilight dinner for three and watch the sunset over the lake if you can both still remember what it is like.”
 
Samantha tickled Richard in the ribs and whooped. “This is the best summer-break ever, Aunt Sue. What a blast.” Richard laughed at her enthusiasm, although he was equally excited. She grabbed the suntan dispenser and tickled Richard again. “Get on your front mister and let me get you lathered up.” She watched him blush, oblivious to the fact that Samantha already knew that he would. Richard quickly turned over unaware of his sister’s intentions as she poured a huge dollop of lotion into her hands.
 
He lay waiting apprehensively for the first touch of her hands upon his body. He shivered as mischievously she poured the liquid between his shoulder blades. “Gotcha, sweetie pie!”
 
Richard jumped but continued to lie still as he felt her hands begin to anoint the whole of his back. Suddenly he felt her pull the bows at each side of his costume and flip the bottom covering back so that it lay between his legs. His firm buttocks glistened in the sunlight. “Hey, what are you doing?”
 
He breathed in, gasping as she began rubbing her hands all over the cheeks of his bottom. He could feel his penis becoming full and heavy as she concentrated her touch around the crevice of his bottom. He gasped again as she slid her hand between his buttocks, quickly following with her other hand, plying the cheeks apart as she rubbed over his sphincter.
 
“Please, Samantha, please don’t do that… I… d’don’t need any there. Oh please no.” Samantha.” Samantha looked at the shiny globes of his bottom. She would have loved to have penetrated the tiny little rosebud of his bottom as she pried his cheeks wide apart and examined him closely. “Don’t make a fuss Richard or I shall do this. Smack.” Her hand came down on his bottom, reminding him intimately of his recent spanking.
 
“Please Sam… please don’t, it still hurts from Aunt Sue’s spanking.”
 
“Stop making such a fuss then, when I am looking after your skin. It is still red from your smack-bottom. Now keep still, I am fully in charge of you… Aunt Sue said so.”
 
Samantha continued downwards, carefully applying the lotion to his legs, even to his heels. Cheekily she smacked his bared buttocks lightly. “OK, big brother, turn over and I will do your front.”
 
Richard was about to protest that he could do his own front when he felt her retying his brief covering. Reluctantly he turned over and, shading his eyes from the sun, he looked at her. She was laughing at him as she caressed his blushing cheeks with greasy palms.
 
She dabbed his nose and scrunched each of his ears, quickly smoothing her hands around his jawline and down to his neck.
 
“Oh, you beautiful boy, do you know how perfectly scrumptious you are?” She began at each shoulder before pouring more liquid onto his chest.
 
Sensuously she began to tease his nipples as she suddenly lifted one knee and sat astride him, letting her bottom sit upon his growing erection.
 
She was delighted as she felt his penis throb between her legs. Richard was blushing furiously as she deliberately pressed down harder, her young body almost writhing against his. She was dying to ask him what had happened to him. She had seen the mess upon Aunt Sue’s legs and knew that he had ejaculated. However, she knew that Aunt Sue would tell all when they got a moment alone together, she also knew that it would spoil the atmosphere between her and Richard if she were to ask him now.
 
Richard dare not look at her and closed his eyes as she continued to fondle both of his nipples. He could not help his gasps each time she moved her body or brushed her fingers over the sensitive nubs of flesh.
 
He wasn’t sure whether she could feel his erection and prayed that she couldn’t. She moved her hands to his waist and then slid her body down until she was astride his thighs. Quickly she pulled the ties at both sides of his costume and saw that his penis had immediately sprung upright, flipping the cloth towards her as it rose into the air. She slid her hands down immediately and grasped his penis in one hand and his testicles in the other. “Oh Samantha, oh please no, please don’t do that… please.”
 
She gripped his scrotum firmly. “Argghh, oh please Samantha.”
 
“Shush… now Richard, I don’t want to get lotion on your new costume, but I have to do your groin. The skin is very delicate there. Don’t worry about your little peenie, I will let go of it if you promise to be good. But if you struggle I will spank you. I am in charge of you! You know that Aunt Sue will back me up if I say you wouldn’t let me put lotion around your groin.”
 
Richard could only blush and stutter. He knew that his penis was as stiff as he had ever felt it, other than when over the knees of his aunt.
 
“Promise me you will keep still Richard and I will finish you up.”
 
Richard tensed his body and remained still as. “Please hurry Samantha, I really feel funny.”
 
Samantha saw him close his eyes and will his body to remain still. She sensuously applied lotion right around his groin. Although tempted, she left his penis and testicles alone. She knew that she would have plenty of opportunity over the next eight weeks to explore his body fully and without hindrance. She thought of asking Aunt Sue to aid her in making Richard obey her. She felt sure that she would come up with the right words, especially if she asked her innocently enough.
 
She widened her legs so that she could slip her fingers in-between his legs. She coated his thighs and shins copiously, even over the tops of his feet, which she knew could often burn first. She slid her body up again and took the piece of cloth.
 
She placed her fingers around his rigid erection and pressed it down against his pubis. He gasped and his body jerked as soon as she touched him.
 
“Stay still, Richard, I am only putting you back in your costume. That will be six spanks you have earned. I will give them to you the very next time I do your suntan lotion.” Richard groaned as she tied the first tie and then pressed his penis down again and held it with her forearm as she tied the second pair of strings.
 
She patted his cheek. “Wake up Richard, you are all done. Now you can do me. You can do the back first, and then I will tell you when I have been oiled enough.” She had managed to maintain control, even though it was now he that would be oiling her body.
 
“Alright Samantha, tell me when you are ready.”
 
Samantha was in her element as she looked at her brother. His trunks showed a clear outline of his penis and his bulging scrotum. She thought how embarrassing it must be for a young boy. That he was totally unable to hide his sexual feelings, while her own body was tingling with her excitement. She was sure that he was blissfully unaware of her acute arousal.
 
She laid down on her front wriggling deliciously against the pad she was laid on. Without a word she reached behind her and undid the straps of her bikini top, she wished that she could undo her bikini bottoms like she had untied Richard’s costume. Suddenly she had an idea.
 
“Richard cover your eyes while I take my bikini bottoms off. I know how hopelessly clumsy boys are and I don’t want oil on my bikini. I will tell you when I am ready so shut your eyes. If you peek at me I will spank your bottom until it is bright red. Remember Richard, I am in charge. Don’t think for a minute that I won’t spank you because I will… and I will get Aunt Sue to help me if you refuse to get over my knees with your bare bottom in the air.”
 
 She watched him blush then turn away from her. She could see that his penis was moving against the thin material of his costume.
 
Samantha quickly slipped her bikini bottoms down and picked them up daintily. She hoped that Richard was watching but knew that he was far too shy and too much of an honest boy to ever think of spying on her. More’s the pity, she thought.
 
She rubbed her nipples, shivering deliciously as she thought of Richard having to coat her body with oil while she was naked. Her mind was alive with the possibilities of what she would instruct him to do. She knew that whatever it was, he would be blushing with embarrassment.
 
She laid down again, this time keeping her legs further apart. She laid her head upon her arms and turned her face towards him. She saw that his back was completely turned towards her.
 
“Right Richard, you can come here and start on my back. I will instruct you as you go. Plenty of lotion, I don’t want to get burned and I can already feel the heat of the sun upon the cheeks of my bottom.” She saw him blushing as he got up onto one knee. Now straddle me Richard and keep the lotion close to hand. She saw him blush again as he tried to figure out how he was to straddle her. Eventually he put a knee over her body, keeping his stance upright so that he did not touch her. His knees were either side of her hips and that was the only part of his body she could feel against her bare skin. She felt his hands touch her shoulders, they were coated with oil and he began to gently rub the oil against her skin. She thought that his touch was delicious but far too gentle and delicate.
 
“Come on Richard, you are only putting it on the surface, I want you to rub it in firmly. I certainly don’t want to have to be out of the sun for days just because you didn’t rub it in properly.”
 
Samantha was delighted as he began to knead her shoulders, slowly working down her body. She waited until his had reached the middle of her back. He had studiously avoided touching her sides where her breasts flattened outwards.
 
“Richard, do I have to instruct you every inch of the way. You haven’t done the sides of my body. Didn’t you hear me when I said I don’t want to get burned?”
 
Richard blushed immediately, stammering a reply. “Oh Samantha, sorry, but I didn’t want to touch your erm… breasts. Erm they erm… are sticking out a bit at the sides. I was just trying to be careful of you.”
 
Samantha wanted to giggle but held it back. Her stern tones seemed to have worked wonders so far, so she continued in than vein. “Don’t worry Richard, I will soon tell you if I think you are being a rude little boy. You know my bikini is tiny, so you had better do the bits you can see and the rest of my sides.” She waited, wondering how far he would go. She felt his touch become soft and gentle as he slid his hands around each side of her body. He kept his touch light and gentle as he seemed to brush past the exposed parts of her breasts.
 
She immediately admonished him. “No not like that, do my sides like you were doing my back. I’ve told you once I don’t want to burn.” She waited and then felt his hands kneading the sides of her body and then wonderfully, press firmly against the softness of the exposed outer parts of her breasts. “That’s better Richard, keep doing that but put some more lotion on your hands. You are not here just to enjoy yourself.”
 
She smiled as she cleverly balanced the blame against Richard. She sighed as she felt his hands sweep tantalisingly against her body. It felt delicious. “Right you can carry on down… mmm… that’s the way nice and firm. Work the lotion right in.” She felt him reach the small of her back and take his hands away and shuffle his knees further down as he straddled her legs. She waited and suddenly felt his hands start on the back of her thighs.
 
“No, no Richard. You haven’t done my buttocks. I have seen you looking at me, so I know you know how brief my bikini is. Just do my bottom the same way I did yours. My bikini only goes across the middle and it moves about. So do my cheeks and get the lotion into my cleft as thoroughly as I did yours. Sometimes Richard, I think you are hopeless.”
 
Although Samantha could not see him, she knew that he was blushing right to the roots of his hair. It rather took her by surprise as he poured some of the liquid on the small of her back. She knew the deep cleft of her spine would enable him to keep the liquid there until he needed it. Suddenly she felt his hands run through the liquid spreading it on both cheeks of her bottom.
 
He had firmed the pressure of his hands and she was delighted to feel him begin to knead both of her buttocks. His fingers felt firm and seemed to press right into both of her pliant globes of flesh. He worked vigorously, ploughing her buttocks with the heels of his hands and then scoring his fingers against the firmness of her bottom cheeks.
 
She was not sure whether her voice was quite as admonishing as she relaxed her body under his strong fingers. “Get into the crease Richard. Do it just the same as I did to your bare little bottom. I want exactly the same protection that I gave you.” With his lips trembling with embarrassment, Richard tentatively let his fingers slip between her buttocks. He had not meant to delve so deeply and knew that his fingertips had slipped over her neat little bottom hole. He blushed as he retracted his fingers and slid his hand between the cheeks again but this time less deeply.
 
Again, Samantha instructed him crossly. “No Richard get right into the crease I will tell you if I think you are being deliberately rude. I want protection not a light massage.”
 
Richards voice was hoarse and trembling as he spoke. “Sorry Samantha, I thought I had gone too deep. I won’t let you burn I promise. I am doing my best… erm I just don’t want to erm… you know.”
 
Her voice softened. “It’s alright Richard, I know you have had a bit of a shock this afternoon. But I do need you to really rub it in. My bikini is very brief, and the material is very thin. I want to get a suntan on as much of my skin as possible, so do it firmly and don’t be such a pussyfoot. Let’s just forget your little-boy modesty for a moment and make a good job of my protection.”
 
Now do the crease as deeply as you can and then do my legs, otherwise we will be here forever.
 
Richard steeled himself, it had felt really intrusive as he had accidentally rubbed over her sphincter. He knew that she had done it to him, but he felt really nervous as he slid his hands in between the two cheeks of her bottom. He could not really believe he was doing this knowing just how vulnerable and open he had felt when he had felt her fingers suddenly probe so deeply inside the crevice of his bottom. Nor dare he tell her how hard and sensitive his penis had become. Perhaps girls were not sensitive there like he was.
 
He drew in his breath and let his fingers knead the whole of the enticing crevice between the two proud mounds of her bottom cheeks. He heard her sigh, but otherwise she made no comment. He continued until he was certain that she could not complain about his lack of thoroughness. He could actually feel her sphincter recoil several times as his fingertips passed over it. He felt her shiver and shudder for a moment and wondered whether he had hurt her as his fingertips pressed firmly against the tiny button of her bottom hole.
 
Quickly, he moved lower, suddenly aware that he could see the plump lips of her vagina. He shivered with guilt, wondering if she would know that he had seen her most intimate place. He massaged the back and sides of her thighs, his fingertips doing the inner and outer flesh of her beautiful legs. She giggled as he did the backs of her knees. “That tickles, Richard, it’s OK just carry on.” He continued down doing her heels last, just as she had done his.
 
“OK Richard, I am going to turn over.” He quickly turned his back and waited for her to put her bikini back on. He was conscious that his penis was as hard as could be. How would he hide it in such a revealing costume. He was blushing madly as she told him to start on her front. He blushed profusely as he turned around and saw her.
 
She had not put her bikini back on. She had merely taken her towel and brought a corner of it up between her legs, hiding the crease of her vagina but leaving the rest of her pubis bare. Her breasts thrust upwards and her nipples seemed to be standing out rigidly. He had never ever seen her breasts before, he was so embarrassed that he hung his head. He knew that he was trembling and that his face was red and blushing to a deeper colour by the minute.
 
Her voice was almost sarcastic as she scorned him. “Come along Richard, it’s no time for false modesty. I have seen your bod in all its glory and your pretty peenie too. Just do what you see and leave my little coochie alone.”
 
“I know you are shy, but it all needs doing. Please be gentle with my breasts, they are different on a girl. Put plenty on them but keep your touch light. I know you are embarrassed Richard, so I am not going to look at you or your hard little peenie that is filling up your itty-bitty costume.” She watched him blush to a livid red as she mentioned his erection.” I am going to close my eyes, but I want you to do every little bit of what you see. Don’t stumble around in embarrassment Richard. Do it, I will soon tell you if you are being a pussyfoot.”
 
Sue watched them from the glass frontage. She had heard every word of what was said and knew that Samantha really had the boy at sixes and sevens. She could see his bright red face as well as his trembling lips as he nervously poured lotion on to his cupped hand. She felt a frisson of delight as the boy began to massage Samantha’s shoulders. The poor boy, she thought. She had already seen Samantha orgasming as the boy was made to slide both hands deeply in between the bottom cheeks of the sexy little minx.
 
What a girl. How well she knew how to tease her timid brother and how absolutely naively he fell for her subterfuge. This was going to be some vacation she thought.
 
She watched, fascinated as the boy seemed to brace himself before he gently touched her breasts. Sue could see that her nipples were hard and erect, and watched to see the effect upon her as Richard gently stroked over them. His touch seemed to be almost reverent as his fingertips kneaded both of her firm peachy globes. Even Samantha could not stifle a gasp of pleasure as his fingers scored over them time after time. Before he could move lower, Sue heard her say, “No, keep doing my breasts Richard, I may sunbathe topless and my breasts are so delicate that I may burn.” She watched the young girl shiver with delight as the boy carefully continued kneading the soft flesh. Instinctively Sue knew that the young girl was having another orgasm. She might be able to keep the fact a secret from the boy, she thought, but there is no fooling me.
 
Samantha’s stomach fluttered as the boy moved to her torso and then down to her hips. He carefully avoided her pubis until Sue heard her voice again. “I’ve told you once Richard, you are to do all the bits you can see. I mean thoroughly. Honestly Richard, don’t you listen? Don’t forget the crease of my hips, my bikini is high cut, so they are bound to catch the sun.”
 
Again, and again Samantha got the boy to repeat covering certain parts of her body - until at last, she was satisfied. It was only as he was covering the top of her dainty feet that Samantha declared that he was finished.
 
She made him turn away as she quickly put her bikini back on. She stood behind him as he was still looking away and spoke firmly. “Turn around Richard, look, now can you see how much of my flesh is showing, that is why I insisted that you had to be thorough. I hope you have remembered all this for tomorrow.”
 
Sue had to stifle her laughter at the cheek of the twelve-year old, and the pure embarrassment of her brother. What a girl, making him look at the intimate parts of her body while telling him why he should have been more thorough. Sue thought that she had done very well not to orgasm more than twice. The precocious minx, she thought. She watched as Samantha took his hand and dragged him down to the water.
 
She smiled as she thought of the three costumes that lay next to her sewing machine. Two were in white cloth and one in black. There was now only one triangle of cloth and it was far more compact, the second triangle had been replaced by a single tie which was stitched to a cross tie that would meet with the two ties that were attached to the top of the triangle shaped front, producing a standard thong. She was confident that the front piece would encompass his penis and testicles nicely but leave the rest of his groin completely bare. She thrilled when she thought about how the cheeks of his bottom would look. Absolutely delicious was her verdict. Imagine… just the thin string of cloth hidden deep between his beautifully firm cheeks.
 
It was late afternoon when she called to them. They had laid in the sun, catching the last rays, looking relaxed and very much at ease. “Come along you two. How about we make our barbeque a dress up affair. Why don’t you both get showered and then dressed and I will start the firepit. I have already made a fruit punch. No alcohol of course, but quite a sophisticated taste all the same. I know you will like it. Don’t worry about using up your clothes. I will launder and press anything you wear, so feel free.”
 
Sue was already intrigued to see what Samantha would come up with. Whatever it was she was certain that it would be designed to tease her brother. She had bought new clothes for both of them, but knew that Samantha had been busy at home, although Elizabeth had not seen the finished articles of clothing she had been making. Sue suspected that the reason she had not seen the clothing would be that Samantha did not want to show her.
 
 
She decided to give Richard his new clothes and fetched several packages and hangers from her bedroom. She called him through to the kitchen before he took his shower. He came immediately, still turning pink as he looked at her bikini clad figure. “I’ve got something new for you to wear this evening Richard, will you try them on and let me know if they fit and if you like them.” She saw his look of anxiety immediately and laughed at him.
 
“Don’t worry Richard, these aren’t clothes that will compromise your little-boy modesty. Have a look.” She opened the packing revealing shirts, chinos and a variety of tee shirts. She turned to the second package and held up a pair of silk underpants. These were the only items of clothing that might cause him embarrassment, as they were certainly very brief, briefs.
 
They were silk and very expensive, but she knew the feel of silk was so sensuous next to the skin and wished him to experience it. “They are for men and boys, well teenagers really. Look they have even got a fly.” She put her hand inside and poked her finger out of the flap. They both burst into laughter at the same time as she wiggled her finger as if it were a little penis.
 
She put them down and picked up one of the pairs of chinos. The smooth and expensive material was in a light beige. She had bought two in that colour as it seemed to be the standard colour for chinos. The other pair was in a cool navy material. She had bought a twisted rope belt that was casual, but certainly not cheap. He looked at all the clothes and could not hide his excitement.
 
“Oh, Aunt Sue, it all looks terrific, you are really ace. I don’t think I have ever had so many new clothes all at one time. I’ll go and try them.” She felt relieved and happy that he had liked all of the clothes. The shirts were in a variety of checks, stripes and soft denim. She saw his admiring look as she helped him gather them up. “Try the undies as well, they should feel smoother after you have been in the sun all afternoon.
 
Richard was determined to wear them whatever they were like, especially after Aunt Sue had spent so much money on him and taken the time and trouble to choose great clothes.
 
He went to shower in the en-suite bathroom. It took him a while to soap all the lotion away. He felt really alive when he had towelled dry and picked up the silk briefs. He pulled them up, feeling the perfect fit, and the silkiness of the material.
 
The chinos were also a perfect fit, as were the shirts and tee shirts. He chose a tartan check shirt that had a button-down collar and front pockets with a buttoned flap. He thought he looked very manly. The shirt was a slim fit and tapered nicely into the waist of the chinos.
 
He shunned wearing socks and stepped into his moccasins which were almost new. He looked in the mirror and posed. Yep, he looked great. As he walked back to the large kitchen, he realised that Sue and Samantha must be showering.
 
He stepped out onto the decking feeling really cool and comfortable. As he was exploring the front of the new glasswork, he heard Samantha and Aunt Sue. He walked into the kitchen and looked several times at both of them before he blushed to his usual pretty pink.
Sue was wearing jeans that hugged her hips. Her waist was bare until it reached her ribcage. A tiny triangle of cloth was held against her body by two thin cords. Part of the side of her left breast was visible to him from where he was standing.
 
One of the two thin gold cords went around her back and the other around her neck so that it appeared as if the inverted triangle of cloth was merely pressed against her front. Each side of her torso and her back was completely naked right down into the waist of her jeans and the intriguing deep cleft of her bottom. Richard looked again and immediately blushed to a deep red. He could clearly see the two sharp points of her nipples thrusting upwards against the top of the inverted triangle of wispy silk. Her cleavage looked deep and exciting, her flesh displaying a light tan.
 
She was beautifully made up as was his sister, who immediately caused his blush to deepen as he looked at her. Her cut-off tee shirt seemed to hang loose from the proud jut of her breasts. The underside of each breast was clearly visible. From there, she was bare down to well below where her hips flared outwards. Her jeans were tailored to hang low below the hip bone, leaving her body bare from just above her pubis, almost up to her nipples.
 
Samantha was lightly made up. The make-up cleverly applied by Aunt Sue, he presumed, to accent the green/blue of her eyes. Her lipstick was a pale pink making her teeth look even whiter than usual. He would have just stood and stared if Aunt Sue had not spoken to him.
 
“Well Richard, don’t you think that we are dressed to kill Richard?” He was almost dumbstruck by their near naked bodies. He breathed out, his breath whistling through his teeth. He saw their mischievous expressions and suddenly laughed nervously. “Yes, Aunt Sue, I’m already dead.” They all laughed together. The tension within the room seemed to be quickly alleviated.
 
“Well Richard, you do wear clothes well. You look easy and casual, and yet smart enough to walk into anywhere and blend right in.
 
Let’s get to the firepit. Everything is prepared, I did it this afternoon while you two were outside having a good time. She saw their faces and laughed. “Silly billy’s! I pre-microwaved the meat and everything else is all ready roasting in the outside oven. “This way my handsome boy and pretty girl.”
 
She led them down the corridor from the kitchen and then turned left. The glass portico led to a stone-flagged garden. The firepit was the centrepiece. To the right was a large bubbling hot-tub and to the left a garden kitchen range, the lights from the modern gauges and see-through doors showing that all the ovens were on. There was a large oak table beyond the firepit. The table was already dressed, with plates, glasses, cutlery and napkins. Fairy lights that criss-crossed over the entire area were beginning to twinkle as the sun set low right in front of them.
 
“Oh, Aunt Sue, I didn’t know all this was here. I wondered where the firepit was when you said it was huge.” Samantha was jumping up and down in excitement and Richard tried to look away as her breasts were momentarily revealed as she jumped. Samantha winked at Aunt Sue as they both saw him turn his head away.
 
“Would you like to do the honours Richard?” Richard looked at his aunt quizzically as she gave him a remote control. “Just press the green button and watch the firepit.” Richard pressed and immediately flames shot up through the charcoal bed. At the same time lights underneath the mushroom shaped pit cast a warm glow downwards, within minutes a red glow emerged from the top of the bed, filling all the area with warmth. It was almost as if they were in a very warm room.
 
“This garden faces southwest, that is why it stays so warm. The decked area is due south and the palm garden, where we shall have breakfast tomorrow, faces southeast. The north side faces the rock wall. Because of this southern location, palms grow easily and of course there are no frosts. You can actually feel heat from the rock wall that has been absorbed during the summer. The rock gets so hot in the summer that you can barely touch it.”
 
Richard and Samantha listened while their eyes roamed around the wonderfully pretty enclave. “Right let’s eat. You sit down and I will load the food on to this trolley and wheel it across. Everything should be ready right now.” She smiled as a buzzer sounded from the kitchen range. “How’s that for timing!”
 
Samantha and Aunt Sue sat across the table from Richard. The seating had been deliberate. As Sue or Samantha would reach across the table, glimpses of their breasts both tantalised and embarrassed him at the same time. His face changed from red to pink and back throughout the entire meal. The steaks were beautiful as were the roasted potatoes and the mix of peppered sauces. Richard pushed his plate away and leaned back against his chair he blew out his cheeks and looked at his aunt.
 
“Oh, Aunt Sue, that was so incredible, I don’t think I could eat another thing for a week.” She smiled at his prettily blushing face as she got up, her breasts bouncing sexily, with each step as she moved around the oak table and planted a kiss smack on his lips. She delighted as he blushed again, this time to a deep red. She sat sideways on the edge of the table knowing that the bared side of her left breast was almost touching his cheek. She trailed her fingers around his neck as she leaned further forward. “You are a sweet boy and I love you dearly.”
 
“Now I have fresh strawberries and ice cream. I know that there is always enough room for that. What do you say?” She twisted her body around and looked at Samantha. She knew that now most of her other breast was almost touching the young boy’s face She only just caught Samantha’s giggle as the boy had obviously blushed.
 
Throughout the meal, Richard had become increasingly aware of the sensuous feel of his silk underpants. Especially prevalent when he reacted to the semi nudity of their bodies as he glimpsed their breasts from different angles.
 
The evening progressed with light conversation and Richard and Samantha both enjoyed themselves as Sue told them about the area and how lucky she was that even though she had lost her husband five years ago. He had left her well set up with insurances and the like. She had seen the cabin advertised and when she had come to view it, she had realised that the place was far better than the advertisement had described.
 
Her brothers had persuaded her to purchase the land around it which was on offer as a separate deal. The purchase had ensured complete privacy and had been well worth the small extra amount of money it had cost.
 
She had switched on the hi-fi and both Samantha and Richard had listened to the superb system. They did not mind at all as Aunt Sue, played cool blues music, that showed the system off to its best. Richard had not blushed once until Aunt Sue told him to go and get his swimsuit on as they were going to finish the night in the hot tub.
 
He blushed all the way to his bedroom. He hung his clothes up neatly, making sure that they were straight on the hangers. He was blushing as he put his brief costume on and walked through the corridor feeling very naked.
 
He was rather surprised when he got back to the garden to find Aunt Sue alone. Her top was still the same as she had been wearing for the evening. But instead of the hipster jeans, she was wearing a tiny bikini bottom that was so diminutive that Richard blushed immediately.
 
She was sitting on one of the dining chairs in an open space, with a small table pulled up beside her. There were several open pots and jars on the table which he did not pay attention to. She beckoned him to her side. Putting her arm around his thighs, she drew him close to her.
 
“Your sister has gone to get changed and I was hoping to have a word with you, Richard.” She brought him closer still until the front of his little costume was pressed against her side.
 
“Do you know what happened to you today Richard, when I was spanking you.?” She saw his face turn red with embarrassment.
 
“Tell me what you think happened.” Richard’s lip was trembling.
 
“Erm I think I spurted… my… erm juice, Aunty. “Yes, you did, Richard. Your little boy-juice all over Aunty Sue’s leg. Now why do you think you did that Richard?”
 
Richard was now glowing bright red right down to his chest.
 
“I don’t know erm… Aunty, it just happened. I felt strange and then it happened.”
 
“Tell me Richard, have you ever felt like that before?”
 
“Erm… no aunty, never.”
 
“Have you never rubbed your little peenie, Richard and made yourself feel strange?”
 
“No… never Aunty, I have never felt like that before. Did I faint? Everything went black.”
 
“Yes sweetheart. Now I want you to make a promise to me. But first I want you to bend over my knees while I spank you.”
 
Sue saw his incredulous expression, even under the blushing red cheeks and trembling lips, the guilty expression on his beautiful face told her of his shame. As if he knew that he had done something wrong. “Don’t worry Richard, I am not going to spank you hard like I did today. I am just going to spank you lightly and you are going to make me a promise.” Sue saw that his lips were trembling with embarrassment. “Don’t worry Richard, remember I love you and want you to grow up the right way. So, this is a little lesson not a punishment, do you understand?”
 
“I think so, Aunty.”
 
“Good boy, now let me get you over my knees.”
 
Sue saw him blush. It was a mighty blush that seemed to send a shiver through the boy. Sue did not hesitate but tipped him over her knees until his hands reached out for the stone floor. Before he could protest she pulled the ties of his costume and lifted it from his bottom and pulled it from between his legs.
 
She felt his penis and testicles flop down between her thighs. She felt a shiver of pleasure run through her body as she quickly closed her legs together, feeling his penis and testicles become trapped between them.
 
“Here we go Richard. You… Smack… must… Smack… never… Smack… play… Smack… with… Smack… your… Smack… penis…!” She began to spank him, the slaps were light, and yet she knew that he would be feeling them.
 
She could feel his penis erecting - the flesh already filling with arousal, becoming turgid and thick between her thighs. “Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack.”
 
 Her hand quickened its pace as she began to spank a little harder. She knew instantly that she had guessed right. His penis had become hard and was throbbing between her legs. She reached her hand over to the table and thrust several fingers into a jar of cream. Quickly she slipped her fingers between the cheeks of his bottom and promptly speared his sphincter, feeling the boy recoil as she penetrated his bottom hole.
 
She did not hesitate for a moment; deftly she located his prostate and rubbed her finger over it. She quickened her movements as she slipped her other hand beneath him and encased the shaft of his penis, wrapping her fingers firmly around the rigid flesh. She began to milk him, already feeling the answering throb of his arousal.
 
“Come along Richard, let me have a nice big-boy spurt from your stiff little peenie, there we go, let me just squeeze you a little tighter. That’s the way… it will soon be over, give me a nice big spurt, there that’s the way.” She pulled his body closer to her, feeling his penis rubbing against her plump pubic mound. She could not help the shiver of pleasure that suddenly stabbed and pierced her body.
 
Richard was beside himself, engulfed in the most incredible and overwhelming sensation. The fingers in his bottom seemed to enjoin with the tip of his penis. He could feel his body lose control as he shivered and shook under an all-enveloping tide of sexual emotion. It washed over him, pounding his body in a wave of indescribable emotion.
 
He shuddered and shivered while his penis spurted and spurted. Sue was delighted with his gasps and groans as, thrilling far more than she had anticipated, his body shuddered with an extremity of utter anguish. His semen rushed forth from the pulsating tip of his penis, spurt after spurt seemingly wrenched from his body in an unending tumultuous ejaculation, making his body become rigid in a rictus of anguished emotion.
 
“There we are baby, good boy, there, there… just one or two little jabs and squeezes, just to make sure I’ve got it all. There we are baby.” Her fingers jabbed and cajoled until suddenly his body went limp and he sighed in utter exhaustion.
 
“Good boy, Richard. My, what a good boy you are.” She slipped her fingers from inside his bottom and began to stroke her fingers lightly between his cheeks. Her left hand sensuously milked his penis until she was sure that the boy was fully drained.
 
“My you are a good boy. I’ll soon have your little peenie under control.”
 
She had not expected the sudden orgasm that had rushed through her own body. She was sure that it was the unblemished beauty of a naked young boy over her knees, and his naïve writhing and shivering that had spurred her to experience the sudden and overwhelming intense spear of absolute pleasure.
 
 She was purring like a kitten as she stood the boy upright and examined his perfection. Of course, he was still blushing prettily as she took her time examining every inch of his naked body. She took some wet wipes from the table and nonchalantly took hold of his penis, wiping the tip and then, to his embarrassment, skinned him back and cleaned behind his prepuce.
 
“Now Richard, my beautiful baby boy. I need to establish how many times a day we need to milk your beautiful little peenie for you. Keep still and put your hands at your sides while I have a good look at you.”
 
She watched his face turn increasingly red as she continued.
 
“Apart from first thing in the morning and last thing at night, which will always be necessary, I think we could start with about five times a day.”
 
She cupped his testicles making him blush even more deeply as he stood obediently in front of her.
 
“Yes, you are still full of little-boy-juice, so I will try and empty you completely by the end of each day. So, Richard that will be seven lots of nice big spurts from my beautiful baby boy. Now off you go into the hot tub, you won’t need your little costume because you can hide your teeny peenie under the bubbles. I have checked the water and it is just the right temperature.”
 
 
She loved teasing him, when she called his penis little. But in actual fact, his penis was beautifully proportioned to his body. He was already large for his age, but not grotesquely so. She thought that it was ideal that his pale, beautifully straight penis hung just low and thick enough to make him aware of his vulnerability when he was naked.
 
She had observed his face getting redder and redder as she pronounced his fate. His lips were trembling, and his eyes revealed his acute embarrassment - and yet she had still caught his glances to her body as he stood shivering in front of her.
 
She let go of his testes, afraid that he would faint with embarrassment if she held him any longer. She had seen him already look around once or twice, thinking that his sister might see him while he was naked.
 
She watched him stumble towards the hot tub as she took more wet wipes and cleaned his semen from her thighs.
 
Oh, what fun this vacation is going to be, she thought, as she headed towards Samantha’s bedroom. Almost sure that the precocious young girl would be experimenting with more of her sexy little outfits.
 
Richard was still blushing as he sat in the hot tub. Thoughts swirled around in his head. He would never have contemplated the feelings that his aunt had elicited from his body. How did she know so much, that she was able to slide her fingers inside him and find the exact spot where all his sexual feelings were centred.
 
How could she know what he was feeling, or did she know that he would lose complete control of his body. He wondered whether other boys had ever felt like that. Even with their bragging in the school sports fields of them playing with their penises, no one had ever mentioned anything about that spot inside their bottoms. He wondered whether all females knew about these things.
 
One thing that he had pushed into the back of his mind, was so embarrassing that he dreaded to think about it. How he had become aroused when she had spanked him. He had been spanked by his mother when he was younger but knew that it had never made him feel that way.
 
His embarrassment made him try and think of other things. But somehow the swirling water around his penis and testicles did not allow him to distance himself from his shameful questions. He certainly had no answers.
 
Aunt Sue had nearly burst out laughing as she saw Samantha in her outfit. She was wearing a little diamond of cloth, no more than two inches long and about an inch and a half wide. The gold thread, that she had found in Aunt Sue’s sewing room, was stitched at the top of the triangle and travelled up at each side before encircling her waist. The bottom of the triangle was held by another gold cord that went through her legs and between her bottom cheeks before it joined the other strings at the small of her back.
 
She was wearing nothing else. The small piece of cloth seemed to accent the unusually proud mound of her pubis. “Is that your entire clothing for the hot tub, Samantha? You will have the boy blushing for the rest of the night.”
 
Samantha grinned at Sue. “I want him to. I just love it when I tease him. He is so pretty when he blushes and his little peenie gets stiff and embarrasses him even more. He is delicious isn’t he Aunty, just scrumptious.”
 
Sue smiled at the beautiful young girl. “I want to have a word with you before we get to the hot tub, Samantha. He will be alright on his own for half an hour or so, and we haven’t really had a chance to talk alone.”
 
Richard sat in the hot tub luxuriating in the hot water. The stars were out in the night sky and he listened to the music and tried to forget about examining his feelings. A little earlier he had felt between his legs and had quickly jerked his hand away, instantly remembering his aunt’s words and the spanking that had accompanied them. She had already instilled in him something that, even without her words, he had always felt was wrong… and that was to play with his own penis.
 
Such was the luxury of his surroundings and the beauty of the lights and the glow of the fire pit, that time seemed to pass quickly. He suddenly heard the sound of conversation in the corridor and turned his head towards it, not realising that it had been an hour and a half since Aunt Sue and gone to fetch Samantha. It was Samantha that he saw first, and he immediately blushed at her nakedness.
 
The black material of the diamond covering her pubis seemed to draw his eyes to it. He seemed almost mesmerised by the little piece of cloth… and then suddenly caught himself. He looked up to see if she had seen him, and he immediately saw her looking directly at him. He blushed deeply and turned his head in embarrassment at the very second she caught his gaze.
 
He looked at Aunt Sue and realised that her bikini was also so brief that it hardly covered her pubis or her breasts. He looked down at the bubbling water. He could feel the fire burning in his cheeks.
 
Samantha smirked at her Aunt Sue and hurried over to the hot tub. She wanted Richard to see her close up before she stepped into the swirling water. “Oh Richard, what have you been doing while I was with Aunty Sue?” She waited while he looked at her. She could see his eyes flicking guiltily between looking at her bared breasts and the black diamond which covered her pubis. What are you looking at Richard? It’s rude to stare!”
 
Richard blushed. His cheeks darkening with red as she gave him an enquiring look. “His guilty expression pleased her as he tried to answer. “Oh, sorry Samantha… erm… I didn’t mean to stare. It’s just that well… erm you look erm…”
 
“Well I look what Richard, that I look naked is that what you mean.” He looked at her again before dropping his eyes… “Erm, erm, No, I didn’t mean that, just that you look erm… beautiful. He dropped his head to his chest in embarrassment as Samantha thrilled at his words.
 
My brother has noticed me, and he thinks I am beautiful. Oh My, she thought to herself. She stepped into the tub and sat next to him, wriggling her body sexily against his side. Aunt Sue picked up a jug of fruit juice and some plastic glasses before she got in behind her.
 
She knew just how thrilled Samantha would be hearing Richard’s awed comment on her beauty. She put the juice on the broad ledge and settled down in the water facing the young boy and girl. She saw Richard suddenly blush and looked down into the water seeing Samantha resting her hand upon his thigh. Aunt Sue looked at them both. She thought that both looked adorable, such perfection, she thought.
 
Richard was terribly aware of his nakedness. He could feel his penis swirling around in the strong currents of steaming water. Worse, was that Samantha’s hand had stayed upon his thigh only inches away from his circling penis.
 
He did not know that Samantha was already aware of his nakedness and also that she knew that his penis had been milked by Aunt Sue. Samantha shivered in delight as she anticipated what the rest of the evening would bring. She looked down at her breasts. Her nipples were hard and erect she lifted her hand from Richard’s thigh and smoothed both hands over her breasts, luxuriating in the feel of the water as it swirled around her body.
 
“Oh, look Richard, my little nipples have become hard, can you see. It must be the difference in the temperature between the water and the night air. Are yours like that?” She turned to him, seeing his usual blushing face as she placed the palm of her hand against his chest and brushed her fingers over both of his nipples.
 
“Yours are hard too, Richard. Mine feel ever so no nice. I bet yours do too, do they Richard, do they feel all tingly like mine?”
 
She knew that he would feel compelled to look at her breasts, and yet knew that he had studiously trying to avoid looking at any part of her body.
 
She waited for his blush to develop as he glanced at her breasts. Suddenly he looked anxiously towards Aunt Sue as Samantha deliberately lifted one of her breasts, making the nipple stand out as she half turned her body to face him.
 
It was Aunt Sue that came to his rescue. “Samantha, leave Richard alone, you are teasing him. Let him relax. I’ll turn the turbo boost on, that should keep you occupied.” She twisted one of the chromium control units and suddenly the water began to churn, vigorously pummelling their bodies.
 
Richard instantly felt his penis begin to swirl around and around in full circles. The water pushing his foreskin back and stimulating him with an incredible sensation. He wondered how long it would be before he became erect.
 
Samantha too, could feel the water penetrate inside of the little diamond of cloth. As if a thousand fingers were reaching inside her vagina and even the up inside the cheeks of her bottom.
 
 She stood up immediately and reached for the control, turning it back until the water calmed to what it had been before. “Oh Aunt, that was just too, too much. It made me feel all… I don’t know what. But it was just too much.” She giggled as she saw Richard breathe a sigh of relief.
 
“I think Richard was feeling it too, just look at the poor boy.” Aunt Sue laughed. “Well I suppose it is rather vigorous when the boost is on. It is as good as a massage when you have been swimming all day.”
 
They both looked at the reddened cheeks of Richard’s face and laughed at the relief which showed upon his face. Aunt Sue relaxed and sank deeper into the water with her arms stretched out on the circular sides. “I have never had it on that setting before. At least it is nice to know that it works.” She laughed again as Samantha sank down into the water.
 
Aunt Sue looked at them both and turned the conversation around. “Right let’s plan what we are going to do tomorrow. It is going to be even hotter than today. How about we swim and relax in the morning then have a really nice lunch and then swim again until about five.” She relaxed even deeper into the water.
 
“There is a restaurant in the town near here. I am going to see if we can book a table for the evening. It overlooks the side of the lake and they do wonderful food. I’ll see if I can get a table on the veranda. It is so nice to sit there by candlelight. You can wear one of your new dresses, Samantha. Nothing too daring mind you, it is quite conservative. Richard has got some nice shirts and chinos to wear and I know that you will both look beautiful. What do you say?”
 
Samantha whooped with delight. “Oh Aunty, I just love dressing up to go out.” Richard laughed at her enthusiasm. He turned to her and smiled. “It will make a change from you dressing down to shock people.” Aunt Sue giggled like a schoolgirl. “He has certainly got the measure of you there Samantha.” Samantha just giggled. She turned towards him and slid her hands down in the water, grabbing his penis and tickling him. Aunt Sue saw his blushes. “Leave him alone Samantha and let him relax.”
 
Richard blushed realising that Samantha had known that he was naked all along. He knew that he had really no defence against Samantha and her wicked teasing. He blushed again as she kissed him full on the lips, holding the kiss for far longer than Richard was prepared for.
 
His face had reddened again as she lifted her lips from his, but still held her head close to him, looking into his eyes. “I do like teasing you Richard. Did you really mean it when you said I looked beautiful?” Without looking away, Richard replied. “Yes, I did Samantha, you are beautiful.” Aunt Sue was delighted upon hearing the exchange.
 
It was an hour later when Sue had told them not to shower, but to go and do their bedtime bathroom routine and then meet in Richard’s bedroom. Samantha had dressed in a tee shirt, which when she was standing came to just below the juncture of her thighs. Sunt Sue wondered how long it had taken her to find one that precise length. She had had Samantha sit on the bed… as they had discussed earlier in the evening at some length. It was only minutes later that Richard came through from his own bathroom having completed his ablutions. He was wearing a bathroom sheet wrapped around his waist.
 
Samantha smiled at the size of the towel and thought that his modesty would soon be in for a huge shock. Aunt Sue smiled at him and then began her instructions. “Right Richard, I am going to let Samantha take care of you now. I will instruct her, and you will obey me without question, is that clear Richard? This is for your own wellbeing and also because I want Samantha to learn about how to look after you.” Richard blushed, but as yet showed no alarm.
 
“Please stand in front of your sister and put your hands upon your head. As long as you obey her, I won’t have to punish you like I did this afternoon when you would not wear the little costume I had made for you.”
Richard blushed but obediently stood in front of his sister. Hesitantly, he placed both hands upon the top of his head. “Now Samantha, please take the towel from his waist and give it to me. Richard, please keep still.” Somehow Richard manages to keep his hands upon his head as Samantha undid the towel and bared his body. She placed one hand upon his hip and looked up to his face. He had coloured up so much that his cheeks were almost purple.
 
Samantha looked at his beautiful pale penis and his tight bulging scrotum. She thought he looked delicious.
 
“Now Richard place your hands by your sides.” Aunt Sue’s voice was soft but there was a firmness to it that Richard understood was a serious and authoritative undertone.
 
Samantha could see that his body was shivering as he obediently placed his hands at his sides. “Take his hand Samantha and then take him across your knees.”
 
Richard would normally have balked at this instruction. Perhaps it was the still atmosphere coupled with what had gone on before that led him to acquiesce to her instruction.
 
“Good boy! Now bend forward and lay face down across Samantha’s knees. I know you are embarrassed Richard, but you must obey me.” Sue could see that his lips were trembling and that his face was so red that he looked as if he might cry.
 
Samantha was thrilled as she took his hand pulling him close to her side. With a shiver of delight, she pressed her hand against his back and tipped him forward. She heard him gasp loudly as he reached for the floor with both hands.
 
She had spread her knees slightly to accommodate his genitalia as his weight suddenly descended upon her knees. As soon as he was face down she squeezed her knees together, feeling a delicious frisson of delight as she felt the soft squidgy flesh of his penis hang down between her thighs. She looked up at Aunt Sue and smiled. The reverence of the moment precluded her from giggling with delight.
 
Aunt Sue picked up a jar from the dresser and began unscrewing the top as she instructed them once more. “Now Richard, I want Samantha to spank your bottom. I have noticed that it aids your arousal. It certainly congregates the blood to the right part of your body. “Off you go Samantha, all over his pretty bottom until it is nice and pink.
 
Richard felt as if he was shrouded in utter shame. Had not he been subjected to what had gone before, he knew that he would have fussed and protested to such an afront to his dignity, especially by his little sister.
 
The first slap fell, and his body reacted with a shudder of humiliation rather than pain. Her slaps were much lighter than those of his aunt, but the degrading and shameful ignominy of being bent over his young sister’s knees while she spanked him like a child was almost too much to bear.
 
“Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap…” the speed of her hand was extremely rapid, and Aunt Sue thought that it was exactly right for the occasion. She did not deliver any more edicts as she wished them to come together, with the younger sister as the authority and Richard as the submissive child.
 
She watched as the spanking continued and was delighted when Samantha spanked the back of his thighs as would to punish a misdeed. She had left it entirely to Samantha to recognise when his penis was fully erect. Sue could see that her knees were moving up and down from the pressure of her toes and thrilled as the spanking suddenly stopped and Samantha reached her hand forward towards the jar that Sue was holding.
 
She kept quiet and still as she watched Samantha use both hands to gently pry his buttocks apart. Samantha was carefully using the back of one hand to keep the cream from touching him until his buttocks were open sufficiently.
 
Sue saw his body jerk and shudder in reaction to the cold cream and the firm probing of Samantha’s fingers against his sphincter. Carefully but firmly the young girl teased and cajoled the timid flesh of the opening. The boy’s gasps and groans were completely ignored and dismissed as the girl diligently sought a way inside.
 
Without warning as to her intentions, two of her slender fingers became rigid and disappeared deftly into his bottom hole. Her hand was turned downwards as she gently but intuitively sought for the special little bump that Aunt Sue had told her lay hidden within his trembling bottom. Sue watched Samantha’s face and saw a gentle smile appear as suddenly the boy jerked alarmingly.
 
Sue had wondered why exactly the boy had become so acquiescent and perhaps realised that it was an inherent trait that all boys feel as they become used to their mother’s female authority. Rather like holding a kitten by the scruff of the neck and becoming silent and unmoving until a danger has passed.
 
Samantha reached beneath the young boy. Her fingers grasping his rigid penis as Sue had instructed her. She retracted the foreskin and immediately began to milk him. His guttural grunts and groans were barely discernible as he was deftly milked until he began to ejaculate copiously. Her firm goading of his prostate continued. Each touch more skilled and more effective as she was able to gauge his reaction to each and every touch of her rigid fingers.
 
Likewise, each emission was heralded by a shuddering and juddering of his body. His timid naivety unable to stem the impulsive and tortured emissions that jetted from his body. Even to Sue, his climax seemed to continue unabated while his naked young body shivered and shook in the throes of his climatic anguish.
 
Samantha’s voice was soft and calming as she slowed her hand. She was delighted with her performance so accurately executed to Aunt Sue’s explicit description of the boys internal and external anatomy. “Poor baby! Never mind… nice big spurts of your boy juice Richard. Come along now, do your best… there, there. My you are shaking like a leaf sweetheart. Shall I just give you a little squeeze here just to make sure that I get it all. My… my… Aunt Sue will be pleased with you. Just a little longer now, I must ensure that you are fully drained. My, that was a big shudder wasn’t it. You are being a good little boy for me.” Her hand moved firmly as she goaded his prostate once more. “Mm, that was a little bit intense for you, wasn’t it Richard. Never mind it has to be done, Richard.”
 
Sue listened to Samantha’s words, surprised at her quick and intuitive understanding of the naked boy’s psyche. She watched as his body became still, languishing in a limp and exhausted posture across the young girl’s knees. Sue saw Samantha carefully withdraw her slender fingers from Richard’s trembling bottom.
 
Samantha began to stroke her hand gently over his buttocks as she let go of his penis and withdrew her hand from underneath him, gently stroking over his back and then down to his head. Smoothing her slender fingers so delicately over the nape of his neck and then down to his reddened face, while her right hand still lovingly caressed and lingered over the spanked cheeks of his pretty pink bottom.
 
There was quiet within the room as the tableau of a naked boy draped across a young girl’s knees, was imprinted upon Sue’s memory. Such a perfection of flesh! Lying languid and supine over the knees of his younger sister. How delightful!



 
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