Water Tubing Accident

[sslim5]

How old were you, your sister and your aunt ? Great story. I bet it was stomach turning embarrassing! Did you ever get even with your sister ? Or see her ?

[Skylar21]

I enjoyed the CFNM aspect of Jessica and he exploring the island, she in her one piece swimsuit and he in the nude. And he being nude with two clothed females makes the situation great!

Aunt Jill and Jessica need to find a way to keep him naked and embarrassed the whole time. At the least, Jessica should continue to taunt him and call attention to his nudity in front of everyone.

[jllash]

Thanks for the encouraging comments everyone

How old were you, your sister and your aunt ? Great story. I bet it was stomach turning embarrassing! Did you ever get even with your sister ? Or see her ?

This is a fantasy story, so I didn't actually experience anything like this. I did write about my true experiences with my sister growing up here, but there wasn't any water tubing accidents viewtopic.php?t=5007

[Buckaroo]

You did great.

[NickTwisp]

I re-read the story of your experiences with your sister. Yes, apparently you did see each other naked in real life. It's interesting that some stories on here, including the few I've done, are based on real incidents.

[Buckaroo]

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[Buckaroo]

[jllash]

Small continuation with this cast of characters, largely inspired by The Parent Trap poker scene

As the final night at the cottage arrived, everyone started to depart early until it was just Aunt Jill, Jessica, and Jim left. Jessica and Jim were sitting across from each other playing a card game on the dining room table when Aunt Jill sat down with them.

"Whatcha guys playing?" Aunt Jill asks

"Just crazy eights," Jessica says before complaining "It's so boringggg" as she tosses down her cards when Jim wins the game.

"You're just saying that because you keep losing," Jim smirks, "losing 3 games in a row? that's some bad luck".

"Why don't you two play a game with more skill then?" Aunt Jill chimes in.

"If it's a game of skill, I know I can beat Jess, so any game is fine with me," Jim boasts.

"What game did you have in mind?" Jessica asks.

"Just poker, you know, maybe I'm old fashioned but it's an age old classic," Aunt Jill responds.

"Hah! Now that I know I'll beat Jim at," Jessica grins.

"Psh, no way, you'll lose another 3 times," Jim argues back, ready to take her on.

"You're on!" Jess shoots back.

With that a heated game of poker commenced. Poker chips went back and forth as they each won, evenly matched. Aunt Jill played the role of an audience, enthralled at the games playing, dramatically gasping at bluffs that won, and cheering them on.

At one point Jim got up and went to the bathroom and Aunt Jill leans toward Jessica and whispers, "Did you notice, he always smiles more with the left side of his mouth when he bluffs."

Jessica's eyes widen, "Ooo thanks for the tip," she whispers back.

When Jim returned, Jessica was able to test that theory in the next hand. Sure enough Jim had nothing but he confidentially bluffed, making a bet as if had a good hand. Jessica saw the left side of his mouth up, she had a pair of 2's and decided to call. He immediately folded and Jessica won the hand with a grin.

A few more hands continued and Jessica now clearly had the edge, and Jim began to get frustrated.

"Looks like you're having some bad luck now," Jessica teases.

"Shut up," Jim says, annoyed at his losing streak, unaware of why he started losing.

In the next hand he had four of a kind, and upped his bet.

"Oh? Have a good hand?" Jessica asks.

"Why don't you call and find out?" Jim shoots back.

"I'll do you one better, I'll raise you" Jessica announces, pushing more chips in.

He knew he had one of the best hands, this was his chance to to turn his luck around..
"Hmph! Then I'm all in," he puts forward a facade of confidence, pushing all his chips in.

"Then I'm all in too," Jessica pushes her chips in as well, "and let's raise the stakes."

"Oh? What did you have in mind?" Jim asks, confident his hand will win.

"Loser has to jump off the dock," Jessica says smirking.

"Fine with me," Jim says.

"Butt naked," Jessica continues.

"Even better," Jim says, still confident.

Aunt Jill leans forward, her eyes twinkling at the bold bet they'd just agreed to.

"Get ready to strip," Jim says confidently, flipping his four nines first, grinning, that is until Jessica reveals her royal flush. His face falls.

"Shit," he says below his breath, staring at her cards, then at her smirk, then back at the cards.

"Royal flush, baby." Jessica teases. "Better luck next time."

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Jim's throat tightened as the reality of the bet settled in. Here he was at the edge of the dock, about to strip naked.

"Tick-tock, Jimmy," Jessica teased, "You agreed to the bet, you can't chicken out."

Aunt Jill watched their back and forth, giggling into her wineglass, thoroughly entertained.

Jim's fingers trembled at the hem of his shirt as he gripped it. Why oh why did I make that bet? he thought furiously. Jessica grinned smugly, arms crossed, bouncing slightly on her toes, she’d been waiting for this moment.

Quickly, he pulled his shirt over his head. Next came his belt. He hesitated, hand hovering over his waistband.

"Ohhh, now he's getting nervous!" Jessica crowed.

With a sharp exhale he shoved his pants and boxers down in one violent motion, kicking them off his ankles.

Jim hesitated for only a second as Jessica wolf-whistled, before launching himself off the dock. The cold lake water hit him like a slap, shocking his system as he plunged beneath the surface. When he broke the surface, gasping, Jessica's laughter rang out.

"Run!" Jessica shrieked, and Jim's stomach dropped as he saw her scoop up his discarded clothes in a tangled bundle. His shirt, jeans, even his socks, while Aunt Jill snatched his underwear off the dock with a delighted cackle. The two of them bolted for the cottage, holding his clothes up like a prized trophy.

"Are you kidding me?" Jim cried out as he flailed toward the ladder, his skin prickling with goosebumps, both from the cold and the sheer horror of his predicament. He scrambled up, dripping and completely exposed.

Jessica and Aunt Jill had already disappeared inside the cottage. Jim hunched over instinctively, hands darting to cover himself as his bare feet slapped against the wooden dock. The realization hit him, he was stranded outside, naked, with no backup clothes, and they weren’t coming back anytime soon. His only hope is that they didn't lock the cottage door.

He bolted toward the cottage, his feet pounding against the grass, then the wooden porch. He reached the glass door and turned the handle and pushed but the door didn't budge. Inside he could see on the other side of the door Jessica was bent over laughing while Aunt Jill waved his boxers like a flag.

"Let me in!" Jim called out. He pressed his hands against his crotch, trying to shield himself as much as possible.. Jessica wiped tears from her eyes and strolled toward the door, grinning at his desperate, naked form.

"Oh? What was that?" Jessica leaned in, cupping her ear dramatically. "Sorry, I couldn't hear you over the sound of you losing!"

"Let me in!" Jim begged, hoping she would show him mercy.

Jessica tapped her chin, pretending to think hard. "Hmm...let you in?" She grinned. "Whyever would I do that?" She glanced back at Aunt Jill who had draped Jim's underwear over her shoulder like a scarf.

"Because I'm naked out here" Jim pleaded in a hushed tone.

"Wait, are you?" Jessica gasped, pressing her palms theatrically against the glass, squinting at him as if she couldn't quite make out his predicament. "Hmm. You look... chilly. But I can't quite tell why. Help me understand, dear brother, put your arms above your head and let me see."

Jim groaned, knowing full well she could see everything perfectly. "Very funny," he muttered, "Just open the door please."

Jessica smirked, crossing her arms. "Hands above your head and I'll consider it," she said, tilting her head. Aunt Jill walked up behind her giggling while looking at Jim, swirling his boxers in the air.

Jim hesitated, then slowly raised his hands above his head, exposing himself completely. Jessica burst out laughing, doubling over while Aunt Jill clutched her stomach. "Oh my god!" Jessica wheezed, wiping tears from her eyes again. "I didn't actually think you'd do it!"

"Now let me *in*," Jim growled, his face burning hotter than the summer sun as he clasped his hands over his crotch again.

"Try the doorknob again, genius," Jessica snickered, miming a pulling motion with exaggerated slowness. "It's a pull door, not a push. Dummy."

Jim went rigid with realization. Had he really been pushing this whole time? He yanked it backward and the door swung open effortlessly, the cold air rushing past him as his jaw dropped.

Jessica collapsed into another fit of giggles while Aunt Jill clapped her hands together in delight. Jim stood there, soaked, shivering, and utterly humiliated. This could’ve been avoided if he’d just *pulled*.

He shuffled past them, shoulders hunched, cheeks burning red as he made his way toward his room, anywhere to get clothed and escape their merciless laughter. As he passed Aunt Jill, her hand came down and slapped his butt, welcoming him in.

"Atta boy, Jim!" she cheered, her laughter deep and rich as she gave him a playful wink.

"Guess the cold water didn’t do you any favors, huh?" Jessica teased, wiggling her pinky finger in his direction.

Jim flipped her off without turning around. They watched his bare butt as he made his way down the hallway and the moment his bedroom door slammed shut, Jessica and Aunt Jill erupted into fresh laughter, the kind that left them breathless and clutching their sides.

Inside his room, Jim toweled off furiously, muttering curses under his breath as he yanked on fresh boxers and a pair of sweatpants. He could still hear them cackling through the thin cottage walls... how was this fair? He'd been *tricked*.

No. He exhaled sharply, pressing his palms into his temples. He hadn't been *tricked*. Jessica hadn't cheated. She'd just...outplayed him. Worse, he'd played into her game by agreeing to escalate the stakes. The humiliation coiled tighter in his gut. He'd been *so sure* of his hand.

Jim groaned, flopping onto his bed. He could still hear their laughter, Jessica's high-pitched wheezing, Aunt Jill's deep belly laughs, both of them undoubtedly reveling in every detail. His fingers twitched against the sheets. That fucking *smirk* Jessica had given him when he'd raised his arms...like she'd known he'd cave. That was the worst part. He *had* caved.

A strangled noise escaped his throat. He'd *raised his hands*. Like a goddamn idiot. In front of *both* of them. His thoughts circled back to the door. The *pull* door! He dragged a pillow over his face, muffling another groan. How had he forgotten? He knew the damn door swung inward. But panic and cold lake water had short-circuited his brain, leaving him desperately shoving at it like some naked moron.

They had seen *everything*. Aunt Jill had *slapped his ass*. The details replayed in his mind: Jessica's widening grin as he'd obeyed her ridiculous demand, her eyes roaming his body while he stood there, exposed and stupid. They'd seen his cock shriveled from the cold lake water, his balls practically turtling up from the embarrassment. He groaned into the sheets. How could he ever look them in the eye again?