Cabin in the woods: closed thread

Don looked at her, "I'm pretty sure I can handle that..."

Mark was enjoying his shower when suddenly there was a draft and a smack against his ass. "Hey, what the fuck." Mark spun around to face her, forgetting for the moment that he was naked. "I felt gross, I'm sorry I was still going to help you dammit." He said glaring.
 
"Why are you so angry? Relax," She said, naturally her eyes wandered down, "Wow, I didn't know there was that "much" of your body to see." She replied with the same line he'd given her before.
 
"Cause you invaded my shower." he heard her next words made him blush. He lowered his hands covering himself from her view, greatful he wasn't hard, although that was changing as he felt her eyes on him. "uh... thanks." was all he could think to say.
 
"Just hurry up, ok?" She left the bathroom as quickly as she'd gotten there and went back downstairs.

She saw Don at the kitchen, "You really wanna help?" She asked him, eyeing him suspiciously as she cracked open a beer.
 
Mark only nodded as she walked out. That was awkward he thought to himself as he began to wash himself. He found that he was hard now and found his hand moving over himself wanting to bring relief, first Cheri and now this.

Don nodded, "Sure," he said cracking a beer as well. "Cheri can go make sure Mark doesn't need help." he winked.
 
"Um, yeah... No. Donny," She said as sweetly as possible, "Why don't you go grab your slut and bang her brains out in the other bedroom. You both could use it to cool your jets. I don't really need help in the kitchen. Not that bad."

She grabbed a few potatoes, washed them and began slicing them.
 
"Don't call her that, only I can." Don said glaring at Philly.

"Mmm, that looks fun, do you want any help with that?" Mark jumped his eyes flying open to see Cheri standing there watching him stroke himself. "Uh.... uh...." Mark found he couldn't speak, "you know I'd really like that but not sure its a good idea." Mark said blushing his eyes widening as she stepped closer.
 
"I'll call her whatever the fuck I want, especially if she goes after my brother. Whatever you guys have going on, leave Mark out of it!" She sounded dangerous enough, but the knife pointed at Don made her sound positively lethal.

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Cheri reached out a hand and placed it on his chest, "It's a good idea, Mark. You know you want to," She winked at him and with her other hand lifted her shirt to show him she wore nothing underneath.
 
"Oh come on Philly, you know he'd enjoy it, it might make him feel good after that bitch treated him so badly I mean who else is he going to get it from, you?" he snorted at that, "Not hardly." "By the way, you mind pointing that thing some place else?" Don asked his hand coming to rest on Philly's hand gently lowering the knife.

Don moved to begin pealing an onion, completely pretending nothing was happening although he could see that Cheri was no longer in the living room. He smirked a little.

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Mark could feel her cool hand pressing to his chest, could feel those long fingernails just bairly scrape over his skin making his nipples harden and goosebumps to raise on his skin.

As she lifted her shirt his eyes were riveted by the sight of her pert breasts. They were small, probably not much more than a handful for Mark, but well shaped. Mark found himself thinking there was no way Philly could go around like that, she had way too much breast to go without a bra he suspected. He mentally kicked himself for thinking that. His eyes never left her chest until slowly they rose to meet her eyes. His cock still throbbed in his hand forgotten in that second, but it was probably good his hand was there, that probably saved her hand from being there. "Why is it a good idea?" Mark asked stalling for time, knowing that sooner or later he would either have to give in, or tell her no.
 
"You know what? What if I did give him what he needed?" She shouted and blushed, "Why the fuck does your bitch have to touch my brother?"

She breathed hard. Was she jealous? Why?

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"Because you want it, so what else do you need to hear?" She let go of his chest and took her shirt and soon all her clothes were off, "Can I come in?" She didn't wait for an answer and stepped inside with him, pressing against him.
 
"wo girl, calm the fuck down." Don said raising his hands placatingly. "And what are you talking about, maybe you'd give it to him. now you're just yanking my chain. What's the big deal, Cheri's very good she'll take care of him." he said. "Its like your jealous or something, what's going on Philly?" Don asked some of the teasing gone from his tone, his voice a stark contrast to hers.

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Mark watched as she stripped. Mark would have said her carpet matched her drapes, but... she preferred smooth floors apparently because the only hair on her were the long thick black locks of hair that fell down her back, and now framed her slim nakedness.

Mark couldn't believe this was happening. Should he fight her? should he let it happen? he wasn't sure. He did know that if he let her touch him enough, especially in certain areas, he wouldn't fight anymore.

He could feel her press close to him, her skin beginning to grow wet and slick as the water pored over him and she brushed against his soapy form.
 
She was quiet as she sliced the potatoes. She needed time to think. Why was she jealous? Or was it more of a protective streak, that older sibling wanting to protect her younger ones?

"Do you know what somebody once told me? They said hate isn't the opposite of love, but wounded love." She continued to slice, but her voice wavered.

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Cheri got closer to her mark, she raised herself on tiptoes and brushed her lips against his, "Kiss me?" She asked very softly as she put her arms around his neck, "Mark, kiss me."
 
Don listened to her talk moving closer, his hands resting on her shoulders, saying nothing just watching her work and listening, "Go on...?" he said inviting her to explain what she meant.

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Mark felt her pressing into him. He was still covering his cock with his hand but as she pressed into him his cock was pressed up against her stomach and he pulled hi hand out resting them on her waist sliding to her back unsure what to do where to touch her. As she leaned up to brush her lips on his he could feel her body press into him, his cock now fully pressed to her stomach, and her nipples brushing his chest. He could feel her warm fingers on the back of his neck drawing a slight moan from his lips as she kissed him. He found himself kissing her back surprised that he was doing so but what else was he supposed to do?
 
"This doesn't get back to him, right?" She tensed. She was finally going to let it go. Well, maybe...

Could she trust Don? Her mind was now full of questions.

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"Do you want me, Mark?" She pushed herself into him, "Do you want my tight little pussy?" Her hand wandered down to his cock and she wrapped her hand around it, "Because I'll give it to you."
 
"You mean to mark?" Don asked turning her to face him, one finger lifting her chin urging her to meet his gaze. "I can keep my mouth shut, contrary to popular belief." he commented.

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Mark shivered at the feeling of her hand touching his cock, the first time he had felt another hand other than his touch the bare skin of his cock. "I've never..." he broke off blushing, "I'm not sure if I'm ready for going that far." he said finally looking away not sure how she would take what he was saying. Would this be the end of it? Or would she offer something else, perhaps. Which did he most want?
 
"I developed a crush on him when we were younger. It only got worse when I tried to push him away. I'm sure you remember that..." She sighed, "I moved out as fast as I could because I couldn't even fathom what our parents would say if I ever let them know. I love him, Don, do you understand that?"

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"You're still a virgin?" She began to stroke him, "I can fix that. Do you like this?" She asked, and before he could answer, she lifted her leg and slipped his cock inside her pussy. She giggled, "There you go! Congratulations! You're a virgin no longer. Do you like that?"
 
Don looked at her seeming surprised. His hands still on her shoulders. He was going to say something typically smart assed but realized she was being totally serious with him. He cleared his throat, "You mean you care for him like you would for a lover, or potential lover, you don't feel like a sister does for him? Or is it more that you have those sisterly feelings but you also have the others?" He seemed genuinely to be trying to understand.

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Mark could only nod at her question, "Yeah I'm still a virgin." He was just getting used to the feeling of her hand moving over his cock when suddenly she proved her dexterity as she lifted her leg and slid him inside her. Mark found his hands unconsciously sliding down to cup her ass to help steady her because due to their height difference she was barely touching the ground in order to ride him.

"Uh... wow, I wasn't expecting that. That was kinda sudden, right?" he stumbled over his words even as he felt the pleasure of her moist heat gripping his length.
 
"I think I had 'sisterly' feelings for him at some point, but then it just- I wanted to know what he might feel like inside me." She blushed again at the rush of words, "I'm ready, though, I think, to let him know how I feel about him, and I'd hate for Cheri to make him develop feelings for her. Can you understand just how awful that might be?"

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"Shh, shh, shh..." She placed her finger over his mouth, "Just fuck me. Ever since Don introduced us, I wanted to know what you might be packing." She smiled at him and clenched her walls to milk his cock, "It's a good package, so just fuck me."
 
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Don stared at her and finally nodded, "I understand but I doubt she will, I mean Cheri's mine. She and Mark know that. That's our rrelationship that allows her and I to play around like that. Like i could fuck you and it wouldn't change our relationship, she and I would still love each other."

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Mark nodded and moved his hips tentatively fucking her slowly experimenting he knew he wouldn't last long though. Just with one stroke he waanted to explode.
 
"That's exactly my point, Donny. She and you would be fine and still in love, but Mark then gets left out in the friggin' cold. If he develops feelings for Cheri, and she doesn't or can't reciprocate, then what happens? What happens to you and Mark's relationship. Would you choose him over her if it meant one of them had to hit the road?" She raised her eyebrows at him, "You know Mark as well as I do, if you break the friendship, you break him."

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Cheri kissed his chest as he slowly pulled in and out of her. She giggled, "Just look, I took your virginity!" She said in a sing-songy voice. She squeezed his cock while he was buried deep inside her, "Tell me how it feels. Tell me how you like it."
 
Don sighed but had to admit Philly had a point. Mark had little social support and to be honest, Don, for better or worse was it. "I thought he would just see it as sex, you know. Are you saying he doesn't see sex as just that?" Don asked. Just then realizing he was running his hands up and down her arms as he talked. He let them fall, hoping she hadn't noticed. Don ignored the difficult question of who would get the boot for now.

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Mark groaned, her words spurring him on. "I.... I..." he tried to find the words and then suddenly he had no words as he groaned and with one long stroke was finishing inside her, his cock pulcing as he filled her insides with his offering. He blushed, "Uh... sorry," he mumbled even as his body was still racked by waves of pleasure.
 
"Donny, are you freakin' retarded or something?" She raised her hands to her head and spread them out, "He's the most sensitive man you've ever known, and you've known him for a long time. I'm not saying he doesn't see sex just as sex, but the reality could be a big, fat, resounding, 'Sex is NOT just sex' for him." She had little goosebumps were Don had touched her, but she ignored them, quickly rubbing her arm down.

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Cheri giggled again, "Oh, well, once you told me you were a virgin, I thought it may not last. But not to worry, we can fix that later." She slipped him out of herself and she could feel his load of cum dripping from her. She giggled again, "Whoa! That's a lot. Nice job, Mark!" She dipped a finger into her pussy and it came out coated in her juices and his cum. She slipped it into her mouth and licked it off, "Mmmm, you taste yummy." She turned and without another word got out of the shower and dressed herself. She walked to the door and stopped. She turned back to face Mark, "Mark," She sounded so sweet, "Can you do me a favor?" She sat down on the toilet and faced the shower, "Can you play with yourself for me?"
 
"I'm not retarded." Don said defensively. "Damn but, you're probably right..." he sighed, "What do I do, I mean he's a virgin, they could be done by now.

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Mark looked at her watching what she was doing. His eyes focused on her finger sliding into her mouth. He had a vision of it happening to him, him sliding into her mouth. He gave he a funny luck, "Play with myself?"
 
Philly's breath caught in her throat, it sounded like a sob, "Dammit, Donny...." She looked down and away from him, "You and your fucking games." She continued to slice the potatoes, slowly, almost methodically. She was vulnerable, the most vulnerable she had allowed Donny ever seen her.

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Cheri laughed, "You know," She wrapped her hand around an imaginary penis and pumped it, "Touch yourself and let me watch!" She seemed so bubbly and excited at the prospect.
 
"I'm sorry Phillomena," Don said softly taking steps closer to her since she'd stepped away from him. "I guess I didn't think. She and I just wanted to make him feel better, you should have seen him. I mean he was really upset..." he let his words trail off with a sigh. He let his head fall against her back, pressing his forehead to her shoulder. He didn't touch her anywhere else at the moment. "Maybe it won't be as bad as you think?" he said hopefully.

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Mark frowned, "I knew what you meant, my question was not what you meant for me to do, but why?" he said. As he spoke he tried to continue the washing that was interupted.
 
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