Rylee heard the sweet cheeps of each of the early birds just outside the cabin window. She blinked her eyes a few times and caught the first rays of dawn invading the room. And she smiled. The dream she woke from left her with the most wonderful feeling of love and power. She could hardly wait to share it with her cousin, Annie.
"Oh…Grandpa…"
Rylee giggled as she heard what the preteen girl next to her mumbled in her sleep. Well, not exactly next to. They had started out the night an arms-length away from each other in their matching oversized Wildcat football jerseys. The summer evening felt plenty warm enough, so they ditched any sheet or blanket to cover themselves with. As the night grew cooler, each girl rolled toward the other, eventually having their bodies touching and their bare legs entwined. In fact, by morning the pair was lying on their sides, spooning. Probably as close as two girls ever got.
Snickering to herself, Rylee used her free right hand to brush her cousin's raven black hair away, clearing an exposed spot on Annie's neck. Carefully, she shifted enough to plant a light kiss on the bare target.
"Oh, yessss, Grandpa."
With a mischievous grin on her face, Rylee planted one, two, three more kisses. Each received an oral acknowledgment, but did not wake the slumbering princess. Emboldened by her success, the girl let her hand snake under the loose jersey of her prey and inch up her body before reaching those envious boobies. Even though Annie was only a few months older, that difference allowed puberty to begin its magic. Rylee wanted her secondary sexual changes to kick in as soon as possible. She didn't like the idea of being the only female confused with being a boy in her class this fall.
Sensing the lack of consciousness, Rylee gently circled the nipple, feeling it stiffen to a point. Playfully, she gave it a pinch.
"Oh, yeah, Grandpa. Bite my nipple."
Well, well, thought Rylee. What else can I get away with?
Abandoning the chest area, the hand headed south, her nails making the light contact with Annie's bare belly. When she reached the elastic waistband, Rylee continued on the exposed thigh. The leg shifted which exposed the leg opening. Tracing back and forth lightly along it with her fingernail, Rylee enticed her cousin's muscles to first twitch and then contract, trying to capture the teasing sensation.
Giggling quietly to herself, Rylee continued that cat and mouse game for several minutes. Eventually, she tired and shifted her fingers back to the waistband. There she cautiously slid her hand inside and onto the baby smooth skin.
"Oh yeah, Grandpa. Touch me down there."
Boosted in her confidence, the girl searched for the inviting slit covered in its lubricating goo. When she located it, she let her fingers explore it from bottom to top. Annie shifted as though trying to trap the probing digits.
"There, right there Grandpa. Oh yeah."
Rylee parted the lips and found the entrance she sought. She knew just the right spot, having located it on herself during a fortuitous bubble bath. Annie's was tight, yet passable. As her middle finger plunged in, Rylee found no barrier. She'd have to ask her cousin about that later.
"Oh, yeah, Grandpa. Fuck me. Fuck your little honey."
Rylee obliged as much as she could. After all, middle finger of an eleven-year-old is not quite a grown man's experienced cock. She tenderly pushed in and out as Annie grew used to the invading digit. As the girl quivered, Rylee paused.
"Keep going, Grandpa. I'm almost…almost…"
Devilishly, Rylee decided to let her cousin stew for a moment. Instead, she explored northward on the slit until she contacted the elusive clitoris. Merely touching it sent her cousin into convulsions.
"OH, GAWD, GRANDPA!"
Rylee drove her middle finger back in, more forcefully than before, and held it there while her cousin climaxed.
"Oh, Grandpa. That was …wonderful…" Annie drifted off as the hormones took over, her body exhausted.
Rylee inched her finger out, but left the hand inside the panties. Somehow it felt…perfect. After a few moments, she closed her eyes, sure to only nap for a minute or so.
As her eyes drooped, she heard the raspy voice inside her head. "Well done, my little angel. You remembered your training. Now join her in slumber. You have much to do. And fear not. This is only the beginning. Your reward is coming."
Rylee smiled. Yes, she would have made Grandpa proud. His little angel. Or perhaps his little angel slut. Those words made her quiver. Yeah, his little angel slut. Thank you, Grandpa.
"Wake up, you two." The overly cheery voice had to belong to Aunt Moira. Rylee's mother, Colleen, never ever woke up to face the day anywhere near that perky.
"Do we have to, Mom?" whined a drowsy Annie.
"If you get up now, your father promises to let you have some lake time before he start working on lunch."
"Finally," mumbled Rylee. Just then she recalled where her hand was and why its fingers felt slimy. And she remembered the lack of blanket or even a sheet allowed anyone to see. She whipped her hand out of her cousin's underwear and tried to hide it behind her bare butt. "Sorry," she said weakly.
"Don't worry, Rylee," said Moira standing over her and craning her neck for a better look. "Mine was servicing your mother in just about the same location this morning."
"TMI, Mom," said Annie pulling her head inside her jersey like an ostrich.
Rylee said nothing, instead faking a scratch of her nose to really steal a whiff of her cousin. The sweet smell almost made her choose to skip the lake if Annie would rather stay inside. Almost. Besides, this was a long weekend.
When Moira disappeared, Annie rolled over and into Rylee's arms. "Good morning, Cuz. I had the most wonderful dream."
"I know. You talk in your sleep."
"You…heard?"
"Yes. And was totally jealous."
"Well, I was Grandpa's favorite granddaughter."
Rylee giggled. "Actually, I was jealous of him." She slowly brushed a hair from Annie's face, making sure the girl could detect her sweet aroma on the finger. When Rylee recognized the look of recognition of the scent, she added, "I wish we could do this more often."
"Me, too." With tears in her eyes, she said, "I love you, Cuz."
"Me, too, Annie."
After a few moments, they rolled apart. "Let's get some breakfast," said Annie. "For some reason, I'm starving."
The smell of bacon wafted through the cabin along with the sound of eggs cracking. The two girls bounded into the kitchen to see Colleen standing at the stove. "Whatcha making, Mom?" asked Rylee.
"A healthy skillet breakfast. You two will need to replenish your energy after…this morning's activities. Yes, Moira mentioned what she saw. We don't keep secrets between us sisters. Now, go wash up, especially your hands, young lady, and I should have something yummy almost ready for you when you come out."
The two giddy girls disappeared together into the washroom via the only solid door inside the house. "They're just like us," said Moira. "Remember what we did to each other in that room?"
"And thought no one would be the wiser," said Colleen with a mischievous smile. "Ma never let on, but I could see the twinkle in Dad's eyes. It was always part of his plan."
"Just like this weekend for our girls."
Colleen nodded. "He wanted the girls to be eleven. I was a little young when I was ten. Looking at them, I think they're ready to make him proud." With a tear in her eye, she added, "I'll bet he's somewhere watching us now."
"Colleen, I wish he was here directing them in person. I don't want to screw up."
"I know you, Sis. You just want to screw."
A moment later, the girls reappeared, and the mothers returned to their tasks. "Have a seat, girls," said Colleen. "It's almost ready."
"Are you enjoying yourselves?" asked Moira while pouring them some orange juice. She then added, "I mean here at the cabin."
The girls exchanged two glances before Annie said, "So far."
"Well, you know your grandfather had two rules here at the cabin. First, anything that happens here never gets mentioned anywhere else. Understand?"
"I thought that was Las Vegas," said Rylee.
"Your grandfather thought of it first," said Colleen. "Did you understand what Moira said?"
The girls nodded. "What's the second?" asked Annie.
"Never ask a person to do anything to hurt themselves or others."
"Is that all, Mom?" asked Annie. "We can do that, can't we, Rylee?"
"Yeah."
"Good," said Colleen. "With that settled, I'll dish up this delicious food."
The mothers watched their daughters scarf down the fried potatoes, scrambled eggs, and grilled veggies. When the last piece of bacon disappeared, Moira said, "I hope that will keep you until lunch. Remember the waiting an hour rule."
"That wasn't one of Grandpa's, was it?" asked Rylee.
"Nope," said her mother. "One of your grandmother's. It gave her time to relax because me and your aunts were troublemakers." She motioned for them to leave. "Go find something to do."
The girls put their plates in the sink and gave their respective mother a big hug. "Thanks for breakfast," said Annie.
"And we'll stay out of trouble," added Rylee. "At least for sixty minutes."
Rylee and Annie sat on the makeshift bed of blankets and sheets they had shared in front of the fireplace. They play their third game of War with a deck of cards they found. Both sat there on the ground cross legged and still wearing the Wildcats jerseys they slept in. However, Annie still wore her panties.
"It really isn't fair," said Rylee. "You can just stare at my bare pussy, and I can't see yours."
"You should have ripped mine off this morning if you were so bothered by it."
"Would you have let me?"
Annie gave a demure smile while holding her cards to her mouth. "Maybe."
"Just maybe."
"No. Possibly." She giggled. "Definitely. Yes, definitely." She paused for a moment before continuing. "I never felt like that before this morning. Not even with Hayden."
"Your boyfriend?"
"More of a one-way crush. I swooned every time he walked into the classroom this spring. I don't think he knows my name." She looked at her cousin. "What about you, Cuz?"
"Yeah," said Rylee. "I know your name."
Annie tossed her hand of cards at the smart ass girl. "For that, we play 52 Card Pickup." Laughing, the pair began collecting the scattered flat projectiles.
"What time is it?" asked Rylee as she handed her cards to Annie.
"It's only been forty-five minutes."
"Grr. I can't wait much longer." Rylee flopped back on their blankets.
Annie laid down on her stomach next to her cousin. "I thought you wanted to go swimming. But I guess we could figure out something else to do." She batted her eyes at the snickering cousin.
"So, you want to pass on the swimming?" asked the male voice behind them. Both girls jumped until they recognized the man.
"We do want to go into the lake, Uncle Jake," said Rylee before letting out a sigh. "It hasn't been an hour yet."
"Perhaps if you got changed, you could waste enough time. And as Annie can tell you, I'm not a stickler for time limits."
"All right," screamed the girls as they jumped up and pulled their bags open.
"I'll meet you two out on the back porch," said the man as he exited through the hanging blanket.
As soon as he left, Rylee whipped her jersey over her head and knelt by her bag, totally naked. Annie just stared at her younger cousin. "You are just so cute."
"Ha. I have a perfectly flat chest and boy hips. Everybody thinks of me as one of the guys. I can't wait until I get even little boobies."
"Like these," said Annie as she pulled her jersey up. She pointed to her chest and the little cones topped by teensy pink tips. They barely qualified the girl for womanhood. "For these, I get stuck with wearing a training bra. The one teacher said I was distracting the boys in my class. And before you ask, I'm not sure what I'm training for."
"At least your bikini top will bulge a little. I bet Hayden would love to see those. Putting my top on is useless. It doesn't hide anything. Maybe I should just put on a pair of boy trunks and go swimming that way."
"Quit your complaining," said Annie. "Race you getting dressed. One, two, three, go." She pulled her jersey over her head and then worked her panties down her legs. Posing with her fists on her hip and her feet spread, she looked over at her cousin, she said, "Hey, I gave you a free peek at me, and you didn't even look."
Rylee didn't respond, instead continuing to search through her bag. "Where is it? Where is it?" Frustrated, she turned the bag over, dumping everything out of the bag and dug through the pile. "What the fuck. Where is it?"
"What's wrong, Cuz?"
"I…I can't find my fucking swimsuit."
"Are you sure you packed it?"
Rylee turned to give Annie the evil eye. "Yes. I took it out of the dresser and put it in, along with my sleep jersey. I'm sure of it." Pointing her finger, she asked, "You didn't take it, did you? Or maybe Shane."
"I didn't. And my brother wouldn't dare. He might touch your panties and get cooties."
"Then what should I do?"
"Dunno. Maybe ask Aunt Colleen."
Rylee rose and headed naked for the hanging blanket. Poking her head through, she saw no one in the hallway. "Here goes nothing." She scooted down the passage to the blanket at the opposite end. There she called out "Mommy, can you help me?"
"I'm busy right now, Rylee. Why don't you come into the kitchen if you need to talk to me?"
"Okay." Screwing up her courage, Rylee passed through the doorway accompanied by Annie wearing her cute and skimpy salmon pink bikini. "Mommy, I can't find my swimsuit. Have you seen it?"
"No, dear. And have you turned back into a little girl?"
Defiantly, Rylee shook her head. Even if her body could have passed for that of a seven-year old, she wasn't going to be called a little girl. "I…I just don't know what to do."
"Well, you could forget about going into the lake," said Aunt Moira. "Or, if you think you are mature enough, you can do what we used to do."
"What's that?"
"Go swimming the way you are." Moira smiled at her niece. "You look just like your mother the first time she went skinny dipping."
"Really?" Rylee never imagined her mother being naked in public. She thought about the possibility for a moment. "I…I did have this wonderful dream where Grandpa told me clothes weren't necessary at the cabin. I guess I could just…swim naked." Taking a deep breath, she knew she had to try. "I am mature enough. I think I can do it."
The girl could almost hear the raspy voice in her head. "Do it, my little angel. Be brave."
"Yes. Yes, I can do it. I will swim naked."
"Very good, dear," said her mother. "You will enjoy the freedom."
As the two girls took a step toward the door, Moira glared at her daughter. "And where do you think you are going, Annie?"
"Duh, to the lake." Sensing her mother did not like the answer, she asked, "Do you mean I have to…take off my suit?"
"What do you think?" replied her mother.
Annie closed her eyes and heard her own invisible voice. "Swim without your suit if another does. Making them comfortable is the best choice. The mature choice."
Without a word, the girl stripped out of salmon- suit. "Now we're even, Cuz," she said.
"Thanks," Rylee said as she gave Annie a skin-on-skin hug. "I love you."
"Get going," said Colleen. "Uncle Jake is waiting."
Hand in hand, the girls opened the back door and stepped outside on the back porch. When the door closed, Moira said, "That was a dirty trick, hiding Rylee's suit."
"Just the way Dad wanted it to happen," said Colleen. "The girls are definitely remembering his lessons." She looked out the window. "How long before Jake springs an erection?"
"If I know him, he's got one already. My husband has waited for the opportunity ever since Dad left his last wishes. Don't worry though. Jake will keep his hormones under control and follow our leads."
"I'm not worried what your husband is going to do, just what our girls are going to do to him. He's in for a very long weekend."