We sat and soaked for a while longer. I’d like to say I got used to having them looking at my hard dick, but I didn’t. It felt weird and exciting being naked and hard in front of my sister. I wish I could say I only stared at Holly’s tits, except I couldn’t keep my eyes off Maggie’s tits, too.
“Did anyone bring a blanket or a towel or something?” Holly asked.
“I saw a blanket in the backpack,” I offered.
“And there’s sunscreen,” Maggie said, standing up and climbing out of the water as if being topless in the woods was the most natural thing in the world. Holly followed while I hung back, wondering what to do. I wasn’t worried about someone catching us, we were too far from the camp and too deep into the National Forest. But how could I get out of the water without showing off my raging hard-on to my sister and our cousin?
The girls spread out the blanket in the sunniest patch of grass before Maggie called to me, “If you stay in the water, your dick will get all wrinkly,”
“That doesn’t happen,” I said, realizing I couldn’t stay in the water all afternoon.
“Is it going to bother you if I get naked, too?” Maggie asked Holly.
“Oh-my-God, I was so thinking the same thing!” Holly said, sounding relieved. “I hate tanlines, don’t you?”
“I know! I always fake bake.”
“You ever get a spray tan?” Holly asked, wiggling out of her wet Daisy Duke shorts as if I didn’t exist even though I was staring directly at her butt.
“No, but I do get waxed,” Maggie said, rubbing her pussy as if checking to see how smooth it felt. “I did it right before we left.”
“Doesn’t that hurt?”
“Not too bad and I go all the way, too.”
“Full Brazilian?” Holly gasped.
“I don’t want any hair down there,” Maggie said, laying out on her back as if being naked in the sun was as natural as water being wet or the sun being bright.
“I usually keep a landing strip, except this week because I was in a hurry,” Holly said, laying down on her back, too.
Feeling invisible again, I held my hand over my hard-on, and tried to remain invisible as I moved to the backpack and collected the towel I had packed. I pulled out my swimsuit, too, but Maggie called me on it. “Don’t even think about it,” she said. Instead, I held the towel in front of me for as long as I could, kept my back turned as I spread it out, and carefully laid out on my stomach. It wasn’t comfortable, but it was better than laying on my front where they both could stare.
I moved up to my forearms and stole a quick glance at both girls. While laying on her back, Holly’s smaller tits flattened out until they were nearly gone except for her pinkish-brown nipples. My eyes roamed across her flat stomach and I saw she was completely bare down there. Of course my eyes made the same journey across Maggie’s body, too. Her tits were flatter, but she still had gentle swells up top, too. Her nipples still looked amazing and so did her flat stomach and lack of hair down below. I felt my cock pressing against the world as if it could change the Earth’s orbit ever so slightly.