Incest Lockdown Christmas Miracle Ch. 05

[odinchacha]

Chapter 5

Ellie surprised them by bouncing down the stairs at 9 am the following day, ready to see her surprise. Eric had been out after breakfast to start up the tractor and check to make sure that everything was working smoothly while Cassie located her and Ellie's ski gear in the garage and the guest room closet where their parents stored seasonal clothing. Eric briefly worried that the sound of starting up the cold tractor might have woken Ellie prematurely, but it became evident pretty quickly that she had just drifted off to sleep earlier than usual and was just excited to see what her surprise was.
They insisted that Ellie have a good breakfast before they showed her the surprise. Once she'd eaten they led her out into the yard and toward the building that concealed the rope lift. At the last minute Cassie stopped to blindfold her while Eric went ahead to start the tractor and then they both led her to the base of the rope line where her skis and poles were leaning. Her boots and some ski socks were laid on the tractor seat. It took Ellie a moment to process what she was seeing once the blindfold came off, but once Eric hopped on his snowboard to demonstrate, Ellie squealed with delight and had changed into her gear and put on her skis by the time he had made it back down to the bottom of the hill.
Eric followed her up the rope line and it didn't have any problem taking them both at one time. As they started their shared run down the slope they could see that Cassie had also donned her skis and was being towed uphill even as they passed her going the opposite way. For the next few hours they made endless loops from the base of the hill, up the tow line and back down the snow covered slope. It was only when the tractor began to sputter from the fuel tank running empty that they finally shut it down. The girls headed inside to make lunch while Eric made several trips with the fuel can until he had topped off the tractor's tank again.
When he walked through the kitchen door, Ellie bounded up to engulf Eric in a huge hug, squeezing him tightly for several seconds while rocking side to side before grabbing his neck and pulling him down to plant a kiss on his cheek.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Eric!" Ellie gushed. "Cassie told me you did most of the work. I can't believe you did that for me!" She seemed to get emotional for a moment. She used her hands to fan her eyes and her voice cracked. "That's the best ski trip I've ever been on!"
Eric laughed as he took off his coat and gloves. "The best part is you can ski as much as you want every day," he smiled. "No lines at the ski lift, we're the only season pass holders and it takes about three minutes to get there instead of a three hour drive." He beamed as he took a seat at the table and dug into the sandwich they had waiting for him.
"I don't know about you guys, but my leg muscles are shot right now," Cassie admitted. "I'm pretty sure they're going to be plenty sore for the next few days. I've got some chemistry lab work to catch up on and plan on doing some stretching and relaxing in a hot bath this afternoon so I can minimize how badly my legs will feel tomorrow. You guys can ski some more this afternoon if you want, but count me out."
"You know she's probably right," Ellie admitted. "Better not to push it too much the first time out. Most of the time you feel like you have to get a full day's worth of skiing in and you end up needing a week to recover. This way we can take it easy the first few days and work up to it." She beamed. "We've got all winter to enjoy it. What's the rush?"
"Smart thinking," Eric agreed between mouthfuls of his sandwich.
"Plus, we should probably spend the afternoon finishing up Cassie's present anyway. Don't you think Eric?" Ellie flashed Eric a winning smile and he nodded enthusiastically in reply.
Ellie was bubbly and talkative as they walked toward the cluster of storage sheds after lunch. Once they were around the corner of the first building and out of view of the house, she insisted that they get high immediately instead of waiting until they got to 'Operation Paradise'. They stopped to take a couple of quick puffs from Eric's pipe before making the rest of the walk to the enclosure.
Eric had refilled the tank of the generator before he's gone into lunch, just after he had topped off the tractor. He quickly had the generator running and they were rewarded with the warm glow of the lights coming on through the translucent barrier of plastic. When he reached the flap Ellie pointed out that it had frozen shut and Eric delicately pulled the duct taped flap edge away from the frame of the enclosure so as not to damage either.
They realized that condensation must have built up on the walls during their stay yesterday and it had frozen as the temperature dropped once it had cooled. Eric thought that leaving the flap open after they were done might allow the humidity to balance out as the greenhouse cooled down and allow some of the moisture to vent out. They agreed to try it when they left.
It was hard to believe how chilly it was as they waited for the lights to heat up the space again. A thin film of ice had formed on the lagoon and it was only when the heated water from the coil had begun to circulate that it slowly melted. Before he got too relaxed, Eric pulled out a small bottle of liquid that he'd brought in his coat and poured it into the water, carefully distributing it around the pool as the water circulated on its own from the incoming hose.
"What's that for?" Ellie was taking off her coat as she stood beside him watching what he did.
"Little bit of bleach", he held up the refillable bottle he'd used. "Don't want the water getting filled with algae or anything. It's probably fine with how cold it gets at night, but not worth risking it."
"Do you think it will bleach out my suit?" Ellie seemed concerned.
"Well," Eric rubbed his chin reflectively for a moment. "Maybe we should skinny dip then, just in case," Eric did his best to reply with a deadpan expression.
"Are you serious?" Ellie was a little shocked and looked up at him trying to gauge whether he was joking or not. She couldn't help the feeling of her body react with a flutter at the idea of getting naked in front of each other.
Eric laughed, unable to keep a straight face as the weed kicked in. "It's not enough to matter, El. It will be just like going in a pool or something." He gave her an affectionate push on the shoulder that nearly threw her completely off balance as he walked over to lay his coat on the sand next to one wall and knelt down to unlace his boots.
Ellie hurried to start disrobing beside him, but couldn't help feeling a little let down after the shock of possibly getting naked in front of Eric subsided. She felt a warm tingling in her stomach and pussy as she stepped out of her pants and pulled off her shirt. She wondered for a moment how much it would shock Eric if she simply kept going, undoing her bikini top and even stepping out of her bottoms. She felt her heart race and her pussy throb under the thin fabric of her suit. She looked over at Eric already easing his lean, muscular frame into one of the beach chairs and walked over to join him, while also mentally kicking herself for asking Eric if he was serious about skinny dipping.
Eric had taken a drink from one of the water bottles they had brought with them and was enjoying the gradually rising heat that seemed to be coming in waves from the lights above them, even as the effect of the weed they'd smoked was also having a more profound effect on his feeling of relaxed contentment. Ellie settled herself in and stretched for a yawn, extending her arms and pointing her toes for a moment before emitting a sharp cry of pain and bending forward to grab one of her calves.
"Ellie, what is it?" Eric was already up and out of his chair and quickly saw that the source of his sister's discomfort looked to be a muscle cramp in one calf.
"Owww, oww...cramp," was all Ellie could mutter before clenching her teeth as she sat on the sand in front of her chair, trying desperately to relax the seized muscle in her lower leg.
"Here," Eric said as he grabbed her ankle and foot on the affected leg and eased the toes back toward her knee in an effort to relieve the cramp. It seemed to help as Ellie sat up and placed her hands beside her on the sand to support herself as she watched her brother's strong hands go to work. Eric slid the hand up from the ankle and began gently kneading into the muscle fibers of Ellie's calf. Slowly he felt the tissues loosen and soften as his fingers gently worked their way through and he maintained pressure on her foot to keep her toes pointed back toward her knee.
"You should drink some water," he advised as he continued to work to get the muscle to fully relax. "Eat some of the chips we brought too if you can reach them."
Ellie was able to reach them and her water bottle, taking regular drinks from the bottle and eating the salty chips in between. From competitions she'd been in she understood that the salt and hydration would help to keep her from cramping up again and felt a sense of relief that Eric had the clear sense to remind her while she was so intently focused on the pain from her calf.
Feeling the muscle had almost completely relaxed, he looked up at Ellie, "Roll over on your stomach and keep your foot pointing back up toward your knee." As soon as she had, Eric went right back to work, kneading and rolling the muscle with his strong fingers and the heel of his palm.
"Just try to relax," he advised as he started working further up and down her leg. "How does it feel?" he asked at last.
"So much better,' Ellie sighed as she continued to eat potato chips. "Guess I really overdid it today. I keep forgetting that I haven't been getting much exercise this year and I guess I got carried away with the fun of being able to ski again." She stopped eating to take another swallow of water. "It's a good thing we didn't end up going back out again this afternoon. I can already feel the rest of my legs and back beginning to tighten up, now that it's been a while."
"Okay, just try to lie still then. The water and salt should start helping soon." Eric changed positions and switched to her other calf. "Let me know if the other one starts tightening back up again," he advised. "And don't point your toes."
Eric worked up and down the other calf muscle for a few minutes until he was satisfied that it wasn't about to cramp and then switched back to the first to make sure it hadn't begun to tighten up again. Satisfied that it was doing okay, he worked his way up the muscle groups that he knew would also be affected in Ellie's thighs. Brushing away the sand that had clung to her skin when she'd laid on the ground, he began to work his way up her thigh, pressing in with his fingertips and thumbs to massage and loosen each muscle group in turn.
Ellie responded by sighing and allowing her body to completely relax onto the warm sand underneath her. The pain from the cramp had retreated to a mild tingling ache and the feeling of Eric's hands on her sore, tired muscles was heavenly under the gentle warmth of the lights above them. Between the weed, the fatigue and the diminishing stress she felt from the sudden onset of the painful cramp, Ellie began to feel more relaxed and content as each moment passed.
As Eric watch his sisters face relax against the sand and felt her body go limp underneath his hands, he too started to relax. The adrenaline he felt when Ellie was hurt killed his buzz but as he started to relax, he felt the effects of the weed returning. He started to enjoy the sensation of rubbing his sister's thighs and the ability to look at her cute butt as much as he liked as he worked. Looking down between her slightly parted thighs, he could see the small mound of her pussy lips just inches from where his hands were kneading the firm muscles of her toned thighs.
Placing a knee on either side of her thighs, Eric began working up the muscle groups of her lumbar and lower back. He worked his thumbs into her muscles and felt the tissue relax a little more with each pass. Ellie let out a small moan of pleasure as he worked his way up her back and into her shoulder blades. He tried to work around the strap of her bikini as best he could and even slid his fingers underneath the strip of fabric at one point to try and get a better angle. Ellie surprised him by reaching up to slip the clasp with a single hand and the elastic strap sprung apart. He ran his hands up and down the smooth skin of her entire back and she let out a hum so long that it felt like she was purring.
As high as he was, with Ellie lying face down with her eyes closed, Eric didn't mind that his trunks were poking straight up from the raging boner he'd had since a few minutes after he'd started massaging her thighs. There was something so erotic about his hard cock hovering just a few inches over her bare skin while she had no idea. As he worked his way along her lateral muscles, he leaned over to look at the way her boobs were swelling out between the ground and her side now that the straps of her top were laying on the sand behind her. He loved to see the soft white skin that had been hidden from view all this time and he fought the temptation to rub even lower so that his hands would be able to touch her boobs for a moment, even from the side.
As his hands passed down her sides to her hips, she jerked and giggled as he must have tickled her. He was treated to her lifting slightly off the sand and even more of her big rounded boobs were exposed when she settled back down onto the ground. For a glorious moment they had lifted up and wobbled as she laughed. If he had been beside her instead of on top of her, he might have even been able to see her nipple as she lifted up.
Ellie was in bliss. The pain of the muscle cramp had faded in the pulsing warmth of the lights and the feel of strong hands, kneading and rubbing all over her body. She couldn't believe how good it felt to have someone touch her like this, especially the large strong hands that were all over her body now. She didn't care in the least that they were Eric's and when she felt him trying to work around the strap of her top, she didn't hesitate to reach back to release it. If she wasn't afraid that he'd be freaked out by it, she would have loved to slip off her bottoms too and allow him to apply the same kind of attention to her butt that he'd given to the rest of her back.
When he accidentally tickled her she had to resist the urge to roll over and reciprocate playfully. As much as she knew he had enjoyed wrestling around with her in the water, she didn't want to seem like she was obviously trying to arouse her brother. That just seemed way too slutty and weird, even though it was exactly what she was dying to do. If she had started out just needing some male attention after being kept in isolation for months, she really couldn't deny any longer that there was something about the secret shame of being attracted to her brother than made it even more intense than just the simple physical attraction she got from seeing and feeling the lean, rippling strength of his body, and the feel of his eyes and his hands on hers.
When the heels of Eric's palms moved gradually lower on her back and eventually began to press into the firm muscles of her butt, he tensed up slightly wondering if she would object or try to push his hands away. When she simply rocked a little under his hands, responding to his touch, he kept moving lower, digging in with the pads of his lower hands and rotating the angle of the pressure to get down into the larger muscles of her firm bubble shaped butt. Eric felt his heart pounding as he had worked his way down to the base of each cheek and rotated his hands to begin applying pressure with his thumbs as he grasped the sides of her butt with the rest of his hands. He kept waiting for her to object, but if anything her butt rose up to receive the touch of his hands as he pressed down into her wonderfully firm butt.
As he moved his weight back farther onto her thighs, he could feel her butt rising up just a little further to his touch and as he looked at the way her smooth little mound rose up a little farther each time she did, her could feel his cock pulsing and tiny drops of precum oozing out of the tip. He wondered for a brief moment if he began to pull her bottoms down if she'd just lift up a little further to let him rub the bare skin of her behind. He began to feel self-conscious that he'd actually massaged her legs and back thoroughly and didn't feel like he could keep touching her without making it obvious he was just perving over her body. Feeling like he'd gotten as much as he could out of the situation, he took one more pass rubbing from her shoulders, down her back and over her butt.
As he squeezed her firm butt and transitioned to her upper thighs, he let his thumbs drift down as deeply between her legs as he could without obviously trying to rub her pussy and felt a thrill go through him as he realized that the edges of his thumbs had lightly brushed up against her pussy lips as he did. He did his best to maintain the rhythm of that final pass and worked the rest of the way down her full, firm thighs, gave a gentle kneading to her now relaxed calves and as he rose back up on his haunches, lightly tickled the bottoms of her small feet with a small flourish of the tops of his fingers.
Eric was rewarded by an involuntary spasm of her feet and body to escape his touch, causing her legs to separate enticingly and her body to lift up on one side and allowing him a great peek at her pale underboob as she very nearly lifted up off the ground. He used the momentary distraction of her getting resettled to turn and walk down into the small pool and lay out onto his stomach to conceal his still rock hard cock making a tent under his trunk.
Ellie reached up to hold her top against her boobs and rolled over to see Eric sliding forward into the pool. Holding her top in one hand she brushed the sand from her thighs and stomach. "So that's it?" she complained jokingly.
"Hey, I've been working on you for a while!" He looked back from the pool. "I think you're probably out of the danger zone for life threatening cramps at this point." He turned back around and tried not to stare at her tits as she held one arm across them.
"But it felt soooo good," she pouted as cutely as she could. "Plus you didn't get my front which is just as sore!"
"Maybe later," Eric called back. "I've done enough to render first aid and I need a chance to relax too. It's not like you've ever given me a back rub."
"So you're just going to leave me like this? All half finished?"
"Yep." He laughed.
She got up slowly and made her way back to her chair, staring at the long muscles of his powerful back and the defined mounds of his firm butt. On a whim, she lowered her bikini top to wind it around her waist, leaving her breasts fully exposed. She closed the clasp in front of her stomach and resisted the urge to hurry. If he turned around and saw her topless she would scold him for peeking as if it was his own fault, but as she rotated the clasp to the back and aligned the cups in the front, she found herself stalling, and just a little disappointed that he hadn't turned around.
Ellie considered holding her top like that until he did and goosebumps formed on her pale pink areolas even as her nipples stiffened into achingly hard points. The fact that she was hesitating like that, with her tits openly exposed for her brother to see, just by turning to look back at her made her tingle all over. She could feel her pussy getting wet and she ached to reach down to rub it and satisfy how badly she wanted to be touched some more. After a few more seconds, she grudgingly pulled her top up to cover her tits and let out a huge release of breath as the tension of the moment washed over her.

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"So you're just going to lay in the water like that for the rest of the day?" She called out, mildly irritated that he wasn't giving her any attention.

He looked back and tried not to register his disappointment that she'd put her top back on, "No, just relaxing here for a bit." He turned back.
'Well at least turn around so we can talk."
"I'm good," he called out.
A devilish grin came over her face. "Why are you laying on your stomach like that?"
"No reason," he shrugged. "Just feels comfortable."
"Sure you're not trying to hide something?" she called out in a teasing voice, remembering the feel of his stiffening cock against her body the day before.
"What would I be hiding?" Eric did his best to sound nonchalant, but his heart was racing trying to control his embarrassment. As much as he had been willing his cock to soften, having his hands all over Ellie's body had him worked up to a point where he wasn't sure his dick would go down without a chance to release the huge load of cum he felt was ready to shoot out of him with just a little encouragement,
"Mmmm...I dunno," Ellie got up to walk over to the water. "Maybe somebody got a little worked up rubbing his sister's butt?"
Eric gave her an irritated look. "Boy, you try to do some people a favor!" He rolled his eyes before looking away.
"So you don't have a big stiffie that you're trying to hide?" she prompted him sweetly. "Is there some reason you can't come up to the board and show the rest of the class how to solve the next problem?" She giggled like a sadistic school teacher, more sure by the moment that she had correctly guessed why he wouldn't turn over. If he was half as worked up as she was, he should be poking a hole through the pond liner right now.
"Would you cut it out?" He complained.
"Sure, just roll over and show me that I'm wrong, Eric."
"Oh my god. I can't believe you're even thinking about something like that." He tried to sound as disgusted as he could.
"So just roll over and I'll apologize that I accused you of getting a boner from touching me." She said agreeably.
"Just stop it," Eric sighed. "Seriously."
"Oh, I am serious," she giggled. "In fact, I'm willing to make a bet. If you can turn over in the next thirty seconds and prove you aren't hiding a massive erection, I will give you all my allowance until the end of the year."
"So what if I don't take the bet?" Eric made no sign of moving.
"Then I go tell Cassie the funniest story about how you started rubbing out my calf cramp and ended up with a boner so big you had to hide it by lying on your stomach until I left you alone." Ellie smiled triumphantly. "Maybe I should just go tell her right now!" She bounced over to her clothes and started to unfold her pants.
"No...wait!" Eric blurted out in horror. He had spun around in the water, but was still lying on his stomach. "What happens if you win the bet?" His eyes dropped as he waited for the answer.
"Then you have to stand up and come give me the rest of the massage." Ellie walked slowly back toward the pool.
"And you won't say anything about it to Cassie...or anybody else?" He looked up ruefully.
"Nope, it will just be our little secret." She smiled and crossed her arms in triumph.
Eric sighed and then pushed off against the bottom with both hands to stand up. His wet suit clung to his body and perfectly outlined the massive hard on that stuck comically up from the front of his suit. He walked out of the water slowly, not able to look Ellie in the eye even as he towered over her.
Ellie was unprepared for the way her throat tightened to see the contours of Eric's hard cock outlined so clearly when he stood up. It had started as a way to tease him and vent her frustration that he wasn't giving her the attention she wanted, but here instead was the evidence that she had his full and complete attention. There wasn't anything funny or comical about his sleek, muscular body rising up out of the water, or the hypnotic effect that rendered Ellie speechless as she stared at his massive erection while he walked over to her. Part of her was dying to undo the tie at the front of his trunks and slip the waistband over to fully expose it. If she hadn't just shamed him for being attracted to her, she might just have acted on that impulse.
"So what do you want me to do?" Eric sounded defeated.
"Um...just, you know, what you were doing earlier." Ellie stammered. "Just on my front, you know." She sat down on the ground and laid back in the sand. Suddenly she felt much more nervous than Eric seemed.
Eric knelt beside her and started working his way up the leg nearest to him. As he reached the muscles above her knees he felt her jump as he began to gently dig into the muscles at the base of her thigh.
"Did that hurt?" Eric paused.
"No, no, it just kind of tickled. Caught me by surprise." She assured him. "It feels good. Really good."
Eric nodded and kept working his way up through the large muscles of her thigh, reaching around to the sides of her leg and moving up toward her hip and the mound of her pussy just inches from where his strong fingers were working their way through her tired muscles. Just as he could go no further without brushing up against her pussy, he dropped back down and started working his way up her other leg, taking his time to isolate, work and relax each muscle as he went.
As embarrassed as he was to have revealed his erection to Ellie, he couldn't complain about his penalty for losing the bet. He hated that she had won, and had manipulated him yet again, but the only reason he hadn't asked her to roll over earlier was that he didn't want her to know how much touching her was turning him on. As he worked his way up the smooth skin of her thigh, he was still wrestling with what it meant that she now knew that her body excited him like that.
If it repulsed or offended her she didn't seem to show it and obviously had no problem letting him touch her again. As he worked his way up toward her pussy, outlined as a perfect little mound under the bright red fabric of her swimsuit, he wondered if she was actually enjoying the fact that she had turned him on, other than the fact that if gave her a chance to embarrass him the way she used to.
As Eric reached the top of her thigh he shifted his knees around to her side and he allowed the edge of his forefinger to graze ever so lightly over the fabric covering her pussy lips, as if any contact was just incidental. He pretended not to notice her stomach hitch slightly as he reached over her torso and began running his hands along her lateral muscles and coming down to probe the tendons around her hip joints where he knew she would be feeling sore from the stress of shifting weight through the turns on her skis that morning. With his hands wrapped around the sides of her hips he used his thumbs to work through the lower abdominal muscles to along the top of her bikini bottoms, lifting her hips slightly as he also worked the muscles above her hips in the back with his fingers. She looked so small and pliant in his hands and it made him feel large and powerful seeing her pale skin and curvy body move around so easily under his control. Working his thumbs down along the seams between her thighs and her bikini bottoms, he cloud feel the soft pad of flesh of her pussy mound being pressed together as he worked inward from both sides as he felt Ellie's back arch up, and then her hips lift slightly, as her body strained up toward his hands. He didn't think she was turned off by it at all as he felt her move beneath his hands.
None of which was helping his erection to diminish. Eric shifted his knees over toward Ellie's shoulder and started to run his hand behind her neck, lifting her head and gently massaging each of the small vertebrae between her shoulders and the base of her skull. He looked down at her face, eyes closed and her lips parted slightly. Her eyes squinted shut in and her chin thrust slightly forward as Eric worked through each knot in her neck before lowering his hands to her shoulders. He couldn't help stare down at her tits, rising, falling and occasionally hitching with her breath as he found a small knot or tight muscle.
Eric worked his way around the shoulder joints in the front and rubbed his thumbs down into the upper chest muscles where he knew she would be feeling the strain from holding and shifting her poles down the slopes. His fingers slid down her sides to work through the tissues along her rib cage, the pads of his hands under his thumbs now framing her tits as they were pushed together slightly by the pressure of his hands.
Eric was staring down at the beautiful sight that his sisters full rounded tits made as the pressure of his hands pushed them together and the pronounced bumps where her nipples were poking against the fabric of her bikini top.
"You don't have to be embarrassed," Ellie said softly. Eric looked down to see her eyes were open and looking up into his. "I didn't mean to...I mean, I'm sorry if I embarrassed you..." Her eyes darted over toward his hard cock still sticking up in his damp trunks. "About that..." Eric could tell from her eyes that she wasn't taunting him. "I shouldn't have teased you about it. You don't have to be embarrassed...or try to hide it like that. I know it just happens."
Eric sat back on his heels and put his hands on his hips. "It doesn't like, creep you out, or...anything?" he looked back into her eyes defensively.
Ellie reached over and put her hand on Eric's knee reassuringly. "No, it's fine. You're just a normal healthy guy and I shouldn't be teasing you about something that I know you can't control."
"Really?" he looked for a punch line that he expected to come out at any moment. "Because it's just been so weird these last few months. I mean, I went from being around no girls, to spending every day with you guys...it's just been so..."
"I know." Ellie smiled up at him. "I'm sorry I made it even more weird. I've really enjoyed doing all this with you and I don't want to ruin it." Her fingers dug into his thigh slightly. "Will you forgive me?"
"Only if you promise not to tell anyone about this and not get weird about it if it happens again," Eric asked.
"I promise," Ellie looked up at him sweetly. "You don't ever have to hide it or be embarrassed around me. It's our secret, okay?"
"Deal!" Eric smiled back down at her. "I think we should probably get going though. It's getting late." He looked at the light coming through the film.
"Do you want me to wait outside while you get changed?" Ellie offered as she stood up and walked to their clothes. She hadn't been in the water so she just started putting on her pants over her dry bikini.
"It's okay," Eric assured her. "Just look the other way while you're getting dressed."
He waited while she flashed him a devious smile and finally turned away as she started pulling her shirt over her head. Eric untied his trunks and let them fall as he stepped out of them, his cock still erect, made more so by the fact that his sister was just a few feet away and he was completely naked. He pulled on his jeans and let Ellie know it was okay to look again while he pulled on his shirt and then the rest of his clothes.
Walking back up between the sheds, Ellie looked over and smiled.
"What's so funny," Eric scowled.
"You totally forgot that I owed you one from yesterday," she chuckled. "You could have gotten out of it if you had been thinking clearly and made me stop."
Eric rolled his eyes and let out a frustrated howl. "I can't believe I forgot that!"
"Well, you were pretty distracted," Ellie beamed.
"So how did you figure it out?" Eric looked over at her. "Like, how did you know?"
"That you had a boner?" Her eyes danced with mischievous glee. "That was easy!"
"But how?" He was getting frustrated.
"Because if I had a dick instead of a pussy, mine would have probably been even harder than yours," She laughed and blushed. Looking down at the bulge in his pants she reached over quickly and playfully tapped her finger where she could see the tip of his still hard dick was poking up at an angle in his jeans and said "Boop!" at the moment of contact, before running away laughing around the corner of the last shed. By the time Eric had made it to the corner of the shed, Ellie was already halfway to the house, looking back occasionally to laugh at Eric running to catch up.
Cassie seemed to be in a very good mood when they got back to the house and Ellie plopped down in one of the kitchen chairs to watch her cook dinner, while Eric excused himself to go upstairs and shower before they ate. As soon as Ellie heard Eric's footsteps reach the top of the stairs she looked at Cassie with a suspicious look.
"Why are you so chipper?" She watched Cassie humming as she put a casserole dish into the oven.
Cassie turned around smiling. "Promise you won't tell?" She whispered a little too loud.
Ellie made an exaggerated motion of drawing an 'X' over her left breast while smiling deviously.
"Okay, I think I've perfected my punch recipe." Cassie giggled. "Took a few tries, but I think it turned out pretty good. Sure does the trick on muscle aches, I can tell you that!"
"Yay!" Ellie clapped quietly. "Lemme try some!"
"Okay...but just a little...and you can't say anything to Eric!" Cassie raised a finger to her lips and raised her eyebrows dramatically, like some crazed librarian.
Ellie giggled and nodded vigorously. Cassie made a hand motion for Ellie to follow her to the garage as she peeked up at the stairs to make sure Eric wasn't coming back down. Once in the garage, Cassie opened the garage refrigerator and pulled out a plastic pitcher that they used to make kool-aid with growing up. She pulled off the lid and handed Ellie the pitcher.
Ellie could smell the alcohol as she tilted the half full pitcher up to her lips, but it wasn't that noticeable when she drank the fruity, sweet blend of juices that were mixed in. She looked up after the first drink and gave a wide smile to Cassie who was looking on with anticipation. "That's awesome, Cass!" She quickly lifted the pitcher and took another couple of swallows.
"Easy there!" Cassie reached for the pitcher. "That stuff is a lot stronger than it tastes." She replaced the lid and slid the pitcher back into the refrigerator. "I was only taking small sips as I mixed it and I'm feeling really good right now. You probably drank more than I did."
"It came out really yummy, Cassie. It's just a shame we have to wait until Eric's party to have more!"
"I know!" Cassie looked dejected as they walked back into the kitchen. "But I might need some help tomorrow mixing some other flavors if you really wanna help?" She lifted her eyebrows and smiled.
"I'm so helping!" Ellie chimed in.
The water in the shower had barely begun to steam before Eric was cumming for the first time. The touch of Ellie's fingertip to his cock had felt like an electric jolt going off through his body. The idea that she had knowingly touched his hard dick, even through his jeans, was an incredible turn on, as was her admission that she was just as turned on by the massage as he was. Even as he stepped under the hot shower and rinsed the puddle of cum from his hand, his cock was already twitching as he thought through what this would mean going forward.
He quickly washed his hair and soaped his body, still jittery with excitement. Soaping up his still hard dick quickly reverted into jacking off again as he remembered his hand brushing against Ellie's pussy through her suit, the way her back had arched and her hips lifted as he even came near her pussy. He relived in his mind the visceral pleasure of squeezing her big swollen boobs together with the sides of his hands.
Knowing what he did now, he regretted not letting his hands run where they wanted over her luscious body, fully squeezing her rounded ass and plump tits in his big hands and running his fingers through the narrow cleft where her pussy hid between her thighs. He wondered if she would have even bothered to hold her undone top against her body if he had asked her to roll over when he went into the water instead. He had been satisfied with a glimpse of her underboob and he might have missed the chance to see her completely topless. As he imagined her rolling onto her back topless, he shot load after load of cum jetting up to land freely on the shower floor as his cock pulsed again and again, thinking about his hands kneading her bare white boobs and his fingers lightly pinching her hard nipples.
Eric stood for a long moment, his hand steadying himself against the shower wall as his heart rate slowed and he got his breathing under control. The warm shower water slowly cooled as it ran down over his hanging head and followed ever rippling curve of his long body before it ran to the drain, picking up the thicker deposits of his cum before sliding into darkness in the drain below.
When the water became too cool to feel comfortable any longer, Eric turned off the spray and stepped gingerly out onto the bathroom rug, his legs still weak and every muscle in his body still tingling from the intensity of the successive orgasms. When he finally walked down to dinner, he felt wrung out and satisfied for the first time in hours. The casserole Cassie had made was delicious and the girls seemed chatty and happy all through dinner. Eric began to think that they all might end up getting along after all.
He watched a little TV after dinner, but said goodnight pretty early and nearly crawled into bed he was so tired and drained from the events of the day. When Ellie came upstairs herself an hour later, he never woke up as she cracked the door from their shared bathroom and stared at him sleeping soundly across the room. Ellie stayed there for a long minute, her finger and thumb nervously pinching the full pink flesh of her lower lip as she struggled to decide what she should do, before she softly closed the door and retreated to her own bed.
Ellie ducked her head under the covers, waiting for her breathing to warm up the small space under the sheets. Her small hand snaked down into her flannel pajama bottoms and she let out a small gasp as her cold fingers met the hot slippery skin of her swollen pussy. Her hand quickly warmed up as she gently and then more vigorously rubbed her hardened clit and slid her finger into the soft folds of her pussy. As she reached her first orgasm just a few minutes later, the small space under the blankets had already become uncomfortably hot from her rapid breathing, and filled with the scent of her throbbing pussy.
Ellie threw back the covers from her face as the cool air of her bedroom accepted the hot breath still escaping from her parted lips. Taking a moment to comb back the tousled hair that covered her face with her fingers, she thought again of Eric's strong hands lifting her waist and her hips so easily, the lightest grazing touch of his finger across her pussy, the thrill of seeing that he was so fully erect as he stepped out of the water and the crazy urge that she'd surrendered to as she crossed the line and actually touched his hard dick.
Her hips were already arching upward against her hand and her back sinuously reciprocated, trying desperately to increase the amount of contact that her small fingers were able to impart to her pussy. But while she was able to bring herself to another orgasm just minutes after the first, she felt empty and unsatisfied, knowing that nothing would ever be quite as satisfying as what Eric had been so desperate to hide from her that afternoon in the water.