Alex's Gifts Ch. 26

On the Lake

Alex and Brittany emerged from the forest to find both vehicles fully unloaded and not a soul in sight. They walked together, hand in hand, down the wide path that led to their lakeside campground. As the view opened, Brittany let out a gasp and stopped to soak in the scenic beauty. A lake of crystal-clear blue water stretched out for several hundred yards in every direction, ringed by tall evergreen trees and a backdrop of snow-capped mountain peaks far in the distance.

“It’s so pretty!” Brittany exclaimed. She saw the other girls and hurried over, Alex trailing a ways behind. He stopped by the bathroom to clean himself up, and then joined the rest of his companions.

“You found her,” Sonya said as she stuffed pillows and blankets into a large dome tent.

“She got a little lost,” Alex said, stretching the truth but knowing Sonya could imply on her own what had befallen the couple.

“Maybe I should try that,” she said with a smirk.

Alex laughed and then went in search of his sister. She was at the far end of the site, starting to set up a second tent. “Hey Case, can I give you a hand?”

“Sure! We’re almost done, then we can relax.”

Alex helped her thread flexible poles through the thin nylon fabric, and one by one stood opposite Casey as they raised the tent. “Is this new?” he asked.

“Yep, Lily and I picked up a few things. We had most of the gear from when we used to go camping, but only one tent.”

“Gotcha,” Alex said. “How come you’re setting them up so far apart?”

Casey giggled. “Privacy. This one’s yours. The girls still haven’t decided who’s sharing.”

Alex laughed and shook his head. He wasn’t going to get involved, he was under strict orders from Carrie to relax and enjoy himself and it was certain that his companions intended to help him do that any way they were able.

Once the tent was pitched, Alex helped Casey fill it full with sleeping bags, blankets, and pillows, building a veritable nest of comfort inside the large round shelter. It was easily big enough to accommodate six. He tossed his duffel bag inside, then rejoined the group in the center of the camping spot, near the fire pit. A ring of logs marked the area, circling a rusted round metal barrier that sat half full of the remnants of an long-extinguished fire. A large stack of split wood was piled nearby, obviously Casey’s forethought and meant they wouldn’t have to go scrounging through the forest in the dark for fuel.

Alex approached Lily and Sam who were unpacking crates and bins standing beneath a large square awning between a couple of small folding tables and a pair of coolers. Atop one table was a green gas stove that he recognized fondly. It was likely older than him and his sisters and had accompanied their family on many backcountry trips in years past.

“Thirsty?” Lily asked as he admired their work. Alex nodded and she handed him a bottle of ice-cold water from one of the coolers.

“Anything I can do?”

“Want to go fill this up from the tap?” Sam held out a five-gallon bucket. “We’ll use it for cleaning and doing dishes.”

“Sure,” Alex said, taking the bucket and walking back towards the brick building that held the showers and bathrooms. He filled the bucket nearly to the brim and hoisted it awkwardly back to their outdoor kitchen and set it sloshing onto the ground. He stood and wiped sweat from his brow, it was approaching late afternoon and still scorching hot. The icy water of the lake was calling to him as he thirstily emptied the bottle Lily had given him. Looking around, he saw all of the girls felt the same, their sweat-slicked bodies bustling to and fro putting the final touches on their home for the next two nights.

“I’m going to change,” Sam said, her flowing top now plastered to her wet skin. She stepped into the tent and was soon joined by Sonya and Lily. The trio emerged giggling a few minutes later as Alex contemplated what to do next. He gawked at the girls as they strolled by, clearly intent on putting on a show for him. Sonya was wearing her crimson bikini, he recognized it from the party. The bottom was tight, clinging to her luscious curves, and the top seemed specifically crafted to accentuate her impressive chest.

Sam was wearing a high-neck crop top with the words ‘Born on the Beach’ emblazoned across her small breasts with her pointed nipples proudly poking through the thin material. Her bikini bottom rode high on her hips and was cut narrow in the back, highlighting her best feature and putting most of it on display for Alex. She wiggled her hips as she walked past, very much aware of where his focus would lie.

Lily’s suit must have been new, he’d never seen her wear it before. It was patterned in pinks and purples, one strap circling her neck and pressing her magnificent breasts together, forming a long dark line down her chest between the two bulging hills. Her matching bottoms were tied at the hips with two thin strings and as she passed he noticed how the fabric scrunched together in the back, pulling into the cleft between her cheeks and leaving very little left to the imagination. Her wide flared hips and impossibly narrow waist held the garment perfectly and it did everything to accentuate her alluring backside.

Alex let out a whistle as the trio of bikini-clad girls strutted past and down to the lake. They turned in unison and spun, giving him another look at their fronts and responded with a variety of winks, grins, and waves.

Brittany walked up and stood next to Alex, reaching out for his hand to take his attention away from the three beautiful young women. “I think they want you to go with them,” she said softly.

Alex chuckled, “What gave it away?” he asked rhetorically.

Brittany giggled and said, “I’ll be right back.” She ducked into the tent with a backpack in her hands and emerged a minute later wearing a new bikini. It was black and stood out in stark contrast to her pale skin. The top fit her well, hugging her shallow curves and accenting her small mounds without giving the appearance of covering too much. Her bottoms were plain, cut full in the back, but hugged her hips and between her thighs just right. She spun and Alex admired the two hollows above her pale rounded cheeks. Her prominent dimples set her apart from the other girls, and he was pleased that her suit did nothing to cover them up.

“Looking good, Britt,” he said with a smile. “Why don’t you go join them, I’ll be along shortly. I need to find Casey real quick.”

“Thanks and okay, see you soon,” she said, then scurried across the sandy beach down to the other girls who were standing knee deep in the clear cold water.

Alex looked around the campground for his sister but found no sign of her. He was on his way to the bathroom and then the parking lot to continue his search when he caught a flash of color through the trees. Turning, he weaved his way into the dark woods, immediately feeling cool refreshing air as he stepped out of the sun and under the protective cover of centuries-old evergreen trees. After walking fifty yards, he found Casey. She was sitting on a fallen log and gazing up into the canopy. Her face was flush and sweat dripped down her neck and chest.

“Hey, there you are,” Alex said as he approached.

“Oh, hi Alex. Just catching my breath and enjoying a little peace and quiet,” Casey said with a smile.

“I’ll leave you alone then,” he said, understanding how she felt. It was a lot of work to get all of this together, and he imagined the relief she must be feeling now that the hard part was over.

“No, don’t,” she said quickly and patted the log at her side.

Alex took the offered seat and said, “I bet you’re exhausted.”

Casey sighed. “Not really, just glad we’re finally here. It’s been so long since we’ve been in a place like this,” she said, looking through the dense greenery and absorbing the sights and smells of the ancient old-growth forest.

“I know, it was such a good idea. This place is amazing. Thanks so much for making it all happen,” Alex said, wrapping an arm around her waist. She leaned in and propped her head against his shoulder. “The girls are all swimming,” he added, for no particular reason.

Casey leaned in and nuzzled his neck, kissing his clammy skin lightly until he turned and pressed his lips against hers. She pulled back and breathlessly said, “Does that mean I finally have you to myself?”

Alex smiled and wrapped a hand around her head, cupping her ear and threading his fingers through her straight mousy-brown hair. He leaned back in and kissed her softly at first, then extended his tongue, seeking entrance to her mouth. Casey relaxed her jaw and accepted his warm probe, meeting it with hers as a soft moan rattled her throat. Both siblings dropped their hands at once, coming to rest in the lap of their partner. Casey felt for Alex’s bulge and pressed against it, coaxing him to life, while he slid under her pleated skirt and stroked the smooth skin of her inner-thigh, continuing to twist his tongue through her steamy mouth.

Alex climbed farther under Casey’s hem as she fumbled for his zipper, eventually finding and lowering it before slipping her hand into his pants and through the fly of his boxers. Alex reached deeper and brushed up against a tuft of soft hairs. He broke off their passionate kiss and exclaimed, “Casey!”

She giggled and said, “I’ve been waiting all afternoon for you to do that.” She spread her knees and Alex slipped a finger into her wet folds hearing her groan while she tugged his stiffening length out into the fresh air.

Alex stood suddenly and Casey whimpered, reaching out for him as he unbuttoned his shorts and pulled them down along with his underwear. He spread the clothes on the log and stepped over with one leg, straddling the fallen tree and sitting back down. Casey matched his position, swinging a leg over and giving him a momentary glimpse of her swollen pink lips topped with a patch of curly chestnut hair. Now face to face, she immediately brought her hands forward and resumed stroking his hardness while leaning in and slipping her tongue back into his mouth. Alex raised his hands and cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples to two stiff points before reaching down and grabbing the hem of her loose camisole and lifting.