With my cousin at the lake

I have many sisters, but I've only felt sexual attraction to three of them. One of them is named Arina. This story is about her.

Every summer I spent in the village of Rastorguyevo in the Leninsky District of the Moscow Region. So, on one of those hot days, relatives came to visit us. Among them was my distant older sister Arina. After a noisy feast, we all decided to go to the lake. I decided to change right away. When everyone was ready, we set off.

The sun was beating down hard. We tried to walk in the shade. Arina was 27 at the time. She was of average height, a chubby brunette. Her hair was just below her shoulders. Green

eyes. Freckles under her eyes. Size 4 breasts. She was wearing a red top that barely hid her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra, so through the top, you could see her protruding nipples. On her legs were denim shorts above the knees and flip-flops. I walked ahead. The path wasn't short, and we had to make our way through thickly growing nettles and be careful not to accidentally touch hogweed. The path narrowed. You could only walk single file. Thick plants on the left, a river on the right. I, wielding a stick, cleared the way for the others. The path led us back into the blazing sun. There was nowhere to hide. Arina pulled down her sun hat and put on her glasses. Now we were walking on a road covered with white stones. It was unpleasant to walk. The stones dug into the soles of our feet, and because of the heat, they were also hot. We passed this section at double speed. Finally, a well-trodden path appeared before us, leading upward at a sharp angle. At the top, we could already see a guardrail and the roar of an engine. All we had to do was climb up, cross the road, turn right, and walk to the beach. Besides me and Arina, with us were also her mother Lyudmila (quite the alcoholic), my friend Vyacheslav and his wife Nastya.

And so, finally, the beach. We settled down three steps from the entrance. While Slava and I spread blankets on the grass, our companions, grabbing their bags, went to the changing booth. In the time it took them to change, we, in the male company, managed to undress, walk in the water near the shore, and drink 50 grams each. Nastya was the first to come out of the booth, then Lyudmila. I was sent to check where Arina was. Reluctantly, I got up and headed to the booths. The first three were empty. Obviously, Arina was in the 4th one. I knocked. Arina was silent. The booths were built so that only the feet were visible from below, the walls on all sides touched the roof. Only on two sides were there three round holes, for an unknown purpose. One side faced the beach, and looking from there felt uneasy. And the other side faced the other booths. No people were visible from here, and I walked around the booth, stood on tiptoe, and peeked inside. Arina was standing with her back to me, completely naked. I couldn't see her movements. But it was enough for me that I was looking at her butt, which, despite the excess cellulite, was very appetizing. Possibly because I really like chubby girls, much more than slim ones. Then I felt my dick starting to get hard. And considering I was in tight swim trunks, this wasn't good. Knocking once more, with the words: "Come out! They're waiting for you," I went back to the others.

Soon Arina came out of the booth. I was even more stunned. The pink swimsuit apparently didn't expect to have to cover such a voluminous body. The bra barely contained the large breasts, which with every movement threatened to pop out. I won't even mention the panties. Now that everyone was gathered, we had a bottle of beer each and went into the lake. I swam after Arina. Reaching the middle, I called out to her:

— Arin! Let's go to that island! — pointing my hand at the forested islet. It was surrounded by quagmire and resembled an appendix more than an island. Arina nodded, and we swam. Beyond this "island," I knew there was a cozy spot where only fishermen gathered, and even then, only in the mornings. Passing the islet, we swam to the shore. It was quiet here. The shore was low, with good access. Climbing up was no trouble at all. A small clearing bordered tall sedge, taller than a person. In the distance, factory chimneys were visible. On the left, through the tree leaves, passing cars flickered. We settled closer to the sedge. Arina, assessing the area with a glance, asked me to wait and headed further through the sedge. I remained sitting on the grass, exposing my back to the sun. I sat for about 15 minutes. In the end, I became curious about where my sister had gone. And when curiosity got the better of me, I followed her, following her trail. I noticed the path began to widen. More and more. It felt like a herd of animals had rested here. All the sedge was pressed to the ground, and from this spot, a fairly wide path stretched towards the island. Right there, I discovered Arina's swimsuit top lying on the ground. A shiver ran through my body. Taking the bra, I headed towards the island.

Walking along the tall-growing pines and fallen birches, I got closer and closer to the abandoned pioneer camp. Savage male laughter began to reach me. Suddenly I heard something crash, a terrible roar from the men, and Arina ran past me about 10 meters away. Three men of Slavic appearance, but quite drunk, ran out after her. The chase didn't last long. I ran after them, keeping my distance. Finally, the chase ended when one of the guys caught up with Arina and threw her to the ground. She fought back, kicked her legs, waved her arms. But it didn't help. The guy sat on top of her so that his dick was five centimeters from her mouth. She turned her head. But he, grabbing her by the hair, roughly began to force her mouth onto his dick. For a moment, she stopped resisting.

Then the others arrived. They didn't wait for their comrade to finish. One, who was the shortest and shaved bald, spread Arina's legs and pulled down his pants. The third held her legs so she couldn't move. I was sitting five meters from them in the bushes, watching what was happening from the left side. The guy sitting on her chest got up and sat on her mouth with his ass. Arina moaned. The guy fucking her roughly tugged at her nipples and slapped her buttocks hard several times. Then, pulling out his dick, he came on her pubic area. Moving away from her, he gave way to the third. She wasn't kicking anymore. She just lay on the dirty ground, breathing heavily. I was stunned when I saw the size of the third guy's dick. For a moment, it even seemed like this was all a script for some staged rape by a porn studio. His dick was no less than 25 cm. Throwing her legs over his shoulders, he began to enter her, each time harder and deeper.

— Sery! Get off her! — shouted one of them, who had already used her vagina.

— Just a sec! You try it yourself! — replied the guy sitting on her face. Finally, he got up. Slapping her red cheek with his hand. Arina turned her head in my direction. Semen was flowing from her mouth and dripping onto the ground. Seryoga pushed away the rapist, who was already at the peak of orgasm.

— What the hell?! — he protested.

— Mishan, calm down. You'll have time later. Let's check her ass — answered Seryoga, and together they turned her onto her stomach.

— Come on, get on all fours!! — Misha ordered menacingly. Arina slowly rose to her knees and stuck out her butt, burying her face in the ground. Seryoga spread her buttocks and examined, then turning to the guys announced:

— Guys, the ass is virgin, who's first? — everyone raised their hands.

— Excellent. So, everyone in turn. By seniority. I'm first.

Seryoga knelt down, lubricated the anus with saliva, and began to enter. Arina squealed. Misha didn't hesitate, and walking around, lifting her head by the hair, shoved his dick into her mouth. They fucked her from both sides, and the third watched from the side, stroked her back, tugged at her tits, tickled her. Finally, Seryoga pulled out his dick. His place was taken by Roma (this was the third guy). Roma's dick was smaller, but his tactics were rougher. He fucked her with sharp thrusts. He would pull out his dick, then suddenly enter all the way to his balls again. And all this would have continued endlessly if it weren't for the vacationers who, like us, decided to visit this island. The guys, exchanging glances, quickly jumped up and ran off. Arina lay on her stomach. I carefully crawled out of the bushes. She looked at me. Her eyes were shining. Semen, sweat, and tears mixed and streamed down her cheeks, chin, and neck. Arina realized I had seen everything and didn't try to cover up. In a silent scene, I handed her the bra. She, looking into my eyes, carefully rose to her knees... and pulled off my swim trunks!!

My dick was like a rock. Though not as big as one of theirs. Arina wrapped her hand around it and began to masturbate. Then, took it in her mouth and started sucking. It was simply superb. I hadn't felt such a high in a long time. I felt my dick sliding over her tongue, over her lips, sometimes touching her teeth. Arina occasionally took the dick out of her mouth and ran her tongue over it, from the head to the balls. It was simply incredible. From such caresses, I came, hitting her in the eye. She didn't say anything, just wiped the semen with her hands and put it in her mouth.

I helped her get up and get dressed. She washed up in the lake. When she was getting up, I noticed a translucent liquid flowing from her asshole. Approaching the shore, we dove into the lake and swam back to the others. Sitting until 5 PM, we started heading home.