Ride to the Cabin [M][F][F]

So this got a bit longer than I expected so I broke it down into even more parts. Thank you all for reading.

From under the bridge we made pretty good time getting back to my truck thanks to the route we had chosen. While the trail offered quite a few off-shoots that could easily take days to properly explore, Rachel and I had mapped out a fairly scenic route that led around in a circuit back to our parking. We had a cabin rented and didn’t plan to actually camp out this weekend. We enjoyed what was left of the walk and stopped to look at some of the waterfalls. It was a relaxing respite after the hours of playing our little game.

Back at the truck the sister’s decided to sit together in the backseat. I believe it was an unconscious decision to stand together against the anxiety knowing they had agreed to be at my mercy the rest of the evening. But then, maybe I was just reading too much into it.

They chatted and sang as we rode. For the most part I just enjoyed the ride and listened to them while I thought and planned. We stopped and grabbed some food to recharge and then I headed to our first stop.

The building looked like a small warehouse. It looked pretty utilitarian with only a few small heavily tinted windows, little in the way of ornamentation or flashy advertisement, and a single sign with just the name and hours printed. It gave no clue on the outside as to what lay within. I had found it after a brief search on my phone while we ate.

Both sister’s questioned me but all I told them was that they would find out soon enough. I pulled a notebook and pen out of my center console and wrote a short list and instructions. I ripped the page out, folded it, and handed Rachel the note with my debit card while telling Amy she wasn’t allowed to read or know what was in the note, and that she would be sitting outside with me.

Rachel read the note and I watched her curiosity transform into not quite mortification but a mixture of excitement and anxiety. Maybe a little embarrassment?

She got out and went inside, not looking at Amy or me now. Amy was puzzled but I directed the conversation in more broad, light-hearted directions while I began the second note.

Amy, however, was not so easily dissuaded. She indulged in some trash-talking about how close she had come to winning on the trail, how dirty I had played pitting them against each other, their own plan to make me their manservant. She steadfastly refused to acknowledge her own dirty tricks or how she had instantly turned on her own sister at the end. But she did admit how exciting it had been to bite, restrain, and fondle Rachel.

I reminded her that she was smack talking a lot dor the one that technically came first. She did not point out that Rachel, by our original bet, should be top as well.

Rachel came out with a large black bag. She didn’t look at Amy when she got in, but did say hi. I handed Amy her own note and my card. She had a cocky grin as she took it and read.

“Thank you, Sir” she said, leaning up to kiss my cheek before getting out. Once she went inside I asked Rachel to show me what she had picked out .

“What are you planning?” She blurted out, looking at me.

“To push some boundaries and see where it goes.” I told her with a small smile.

She asked for the pen so I gave it to her. On the note she wrote something and handed it back. I looked. She had written down what she wanted her safe word to be like I asked.

I thanked her and told her not to hesitate to use it if she felt she needed to.

Then we looked through her choices. The remote controlled bullet I took out and tested by brushing it down her breasts through her shirt. She said it felt nice. So I told her to unbutton her shorts and slip it in place over her clit then button back up. She did I started it on low, telling her since she had cum second, she deserved a small reward.

She reached over and held my hand, laying her head back on the seat. I watched as she started to writhe a bit. Enjoying the different strengths and rhythms. Her breathing got heavier as she started to moan and sigh. Finally her back arched and she cried out, reaching her climax. I turned it off as she sat there catching her breath and squirming. She thanked me. I smiled. Then told her to get in the back seat now. She looked confused but did so.

We talked for a bit but then Amy was returning. She got in the front seat like I had written for her. Thanked me for the gifts and asked for the pen. I got her safe word as well. So I leaned over, kissed her, and saw Rachel in the backseat, biting her lip and watching us.

I started the truck and we headed towards the grocery store to pick up some supplies before the cabin. At the store we all went in. I walked with Amy as we flirted and teased. Rachel hung back a bit, soon squirming when I turned her vibrator back on. Amy figured out the game and started laughing. So I gave her ass a smack.

On one aisle we were alone. So I turned Rachel’s vibrator up on high. She gasped and reached out to grip the cart. Amy watched her with a smirk. I kept it going as I picked out a few things. Finally Amy took Rachel in her arms and hugged her tight. I saw Rachel bury her face between Amy’s breasts, and heard the soft moan as she came.

I whispered in Amy’s ear, thanking her for helping Rachel. I told her Rachel was now two orgasms ahead, and Amy wasn’t allowed to cum until Rachel told her she could. She squeezed Rachel tighter, and looked at me with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.

We got back in the truck to head to the cabin. It would be a long drive. Soon the center console was raised, Amy was leaned over and was using her hands and mouth to work my cock as we drove. Rachel was watching from the back seat and soon had her shorts in the floor as she leaned back and fingered herself. She had no limits on how often she could cum. But she knew Amy wasn’t allowed to until she helped her. Amy did not cum on the drive. Rachel and I did.

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