Wild Trip

A Wild Trip

(Part 1)
A few days off after a busy workday is always a welcome treat. Excluding
my husband who had to stay home to earn money, I planned a vacation to Spain for myself and my two children. My 17-
year-old son, Thomas, and soon-to-be 16-year-old Holly, who also needed a break, were overjoyed
upon .
Our hotel was located in a small village not far from Cadiz. It also
boasted a private beach—a beach that helped attract customers. We were ready to enjoy our
vacation, but what followed far exceeded our expectations…
We didn't arrive at our destination until evening, so after coffee, a good night's sleep became the only
option . The next morning, after waking up, we went for a stroll in the village to buy some supplies. The local shops
sold quite practical items; the shopkeepers were a retired couple who had
moved to enjoy the pleasant climate.
In the afternoon, we went to the beach. I was sunbathing in a bikini, and after a while,
Thomas joined us. He was a tall, handsome young man with a very strong physique. While
feeling proud of my son, I couldn't help but glance at his swim trunks. Suddenly, I noticed that his
penis seemed quite well-developed.
A little while later, Holly appeared, and I was quite
surprised .
"Why aren't you wearing a swimsuit?" I asked.
"I forgot to pack my swimsuit," she replied angrily. "Now I'll have to buy
another !"
Later that evening, we went to a shop to buy swimsuits. To me,
the swimsuits in this shop were too avant-garde, but Holly loved them. Super revealing tops and thongs—to me
, it was practically the same as not wearing anything at all. I'd seen several young girls dressed like that before; it was practically naked
! However, I couldn't resist Holly's pleading, so I reluctantly bought them for her. "Consider it an early
birthday present!" I said.
Back at the hotel, Holly immediately went to her room to try on her new swimsuit. A few minutes later, she reappeared,
dressed exactly the same as in the afternoon.
"What happened to your new swimsuit?" I asked.
Holly replied, "I don't think that kind of clothing suits me."
Dissatisfied with this answer, I told her, "Go back to your room, get dressed, and
come back ."
A few minutes later, she returned to the living room, looking embarrassed. Looking at her, I finally understood what had happened
! It turned out she had developed rapidly recently; in terms of figure, she was no longer a girl, but a woman
! Because the top of the bikini didn't fully cover her breasts, they were faintly visible, and I must
admit , she looked even sexier this way.
Then, I asked her to turn around. Her lower body was almost naked; the fabric at her waist tapered down to
just a thin line at her hips, revealing shapely and attractive buttocks that looked like two round
ponds . Ah! What a charming girl!
When she turned back to face me, she placed her tightly clasped hands on the juncture of her thighs. I told her to
remove her hand and relax. She took a deep breath and slowly released her hand.
Then it dawned on me—the pubic hair that should have covered her genitals was peeking out from around her swim trunks.
For a long while, I remained silent.
"I'm so sorry!" I finally said. "I should have known what happened
and told you what to do. If you really want to wear this swimsuit, you should
trim ."
Hearing my words, she threw herself at me, her voice choked with sobs, "I don't have any tools. Besides,
I have absolutely no experience with this." Oh! Poor girl, it's all my fault. I should have guessed
what would happen.
I comforted her, telling her that she looked beautiful in the swimsuit and that it accentuated her amazing figure.
My words seemed to work; she seemed better. This wasn't a lie, it was the truth; in terms of figure, she
was absolutely stunning. Originally, I just intended to lend her my makeup case, but
what I said next was a completely different story.
"If you'd like, let me help you!"
I couldn't believe my ears, and Holly seemed just as surprised,
staring at me with her mouth agape.
Then, I felt a wave of nausea, and I hesitated before continuing, "It's very simple, really.
Once 've seen it once, you can do it yourself next time. I've been doing this for years, and you'll
definitely want to too. Strike while the iron is hot; I think now might be the perfect time."
Although I was surprised by my own words and actions, I still took her hand and led her into my
bedroom .
"Take off your bikini, then get on the bed."
Shocked, she didn't protest, only watching me go to get the tools, then
return with a bowl of hot water. Looking at her, I was torn. Finally, I placed the towel on the bed and said, "
Come on , little girl. Come on, sit here."
Holly's hesitant movement as she sat down made me think she was about to get up and leave. However, she
ultimately obeyed my instructions. Then, to help her "do it," I asked her to lift her knees and spread
her legs. When she lifted her legs, the bikini was still on. Seeing this, I grabbed her
legs and said, "Do you want to continue? If you don't, we can stop anytime."
She nodded, letting me take off her bikini, and then I slowly spread her legs as wide as possible,
her thick pubic hair covering the slit. After making sure she was comfortable, I had her hold her legs herself
so I could begin trimming her pubic hair. Sitting in front of her, looking at that tuft of hair, I realized
how long it had been since I'd seen my daughter naked. I couldn't believe that I was about to begin this most
intimate task!
To ensure a smooth trimming process, I decided to start by washing her pubic hair. I soaked a towel in hot water
and then lathered it with soap. Looking at her, I thought to myself, "Now's the time, let's begin!" I
carefully washed her genitals, and soon, a clump of foam appeared at the juncture of her legs. At first, I felt a little nervous as my fingers
touched her vulva, but I quickly overcame this barrier.
After a few minutes of scrubbing, I rinsed off the foam and dried her off. Next, I sprayed some shaving foam onto her
genitals and began the most important task.
I shaved from below her vulva upwards, and when her labia came into view, I was shocked to realize that I had removed far more hair than planned
. Originally, I only intended for her to be able to wear a bikini, but I had shaved
so much that her labia were clearly visible. "Oh my god!" I began to think about how to clean up
the mess.
As I trimmed the hair above her pubic area, I paused for a moment. Then, I left
about , so that when she wore a bikini, her pubic hair wouldn't
show. I trimmed the remaining hair short and combed it,
finishing
up the fallen hair, I admired my work and said, "Looks pretty good, like
a Mohigan ." At the same time, I realized that this was the first time I
was looking at my daughter with the same eyes I would use to look at another sexually alluring woman.
At that moment, her labia majora were open, her labia minora protruded, and even her vaginal opening was unusually wide. Looking at her
face, I was surprised to find that her eyes were staring at the ceiling, lying limply on the bed. "Wake up, hey,
wake up ! It's done!" I called out.
She propped herself up slightly, looking at me. I smiled at her, then rolled out of bed, walked to
the dressing table , picked up a small mirror, and handed it to her, saying, "Take a look for yourself! I hope you
like it!"
She placed the mirror between her legs, instinctively covering her mouth with her hand. After glancing at me a few times, she
answered with her actions. She stroked her body with her fingers, letting them slide along the cleft of her flesh. This
action caused her wrinkled anus to contract. Suddenly, I felt a burning sensation in my chest. I shouldn't
feel this way; after all, she's my daughter! Her fingers, moving back and forth inside her,
guided me step by step closer to her.
Without reason, I unconsciously walked towards her, caressing her. On her vulva, my fingers replaced hers
. Watching my fingertips move inside her wetness, I grew increasingly excited, vigorously kneading her breasts.
I then realized how substantial her breasts were. Her open vulva seemed to be begging me not to
stop. Responding to its pleas, I wet my fingers with saliva, letting my knuckles disappear inside her.
In and out, in and out, I added a second finger to the fray. We were both incredibly excited. Her
clitoris received my affection, and as I vigorously rubbed it, Holly's body
writhed with rising desire. I knew it was wrong to indulge in masturbation with my daughter, but
I just couldn't stop. A few seconds passed, and she reached her climax. Waves of pleasure washed over her,
and she let out a joyful moan.
She collapsed heavily onto the bed, seemingly exhausted. Reluctantly, I
removed , and she rolled over back onto me. After learning what we had just done, she seemed to want to say
something but chose to remain silent. Lying on the bed, my mind still in a state of excitement, I
knew what I wanted to do next. I pulled down my underwear, spread my legs, and looked at myself in the mirror. I
masturbated like a madman until my hands ached and my legs were numb. Always enjoying tasting my own body, I licked
the semen .
That evening, after showering, we met again, speechless. Since Thomas was already asleep,
we had the opportunity to talk freely and break the silence. After finishing some chores, we met in the living room and
snuggled on the sofa. As the conversation progressed, the topics became increasingly private, and finally, we talked about what had happened
earlier .
I confessed to her that I liked everything I had done, everything she had shown. And after she left, I
couldn't help but feel a surge of self-satisfaction. During our conversation, I realized my daughter had truly grown up; her mind
was more mature than mature, and compared to the fifty-year-old women I knew, she was far more sensitive.
Our conversation slowly dwindled, and all we could do was gaze at each other. Looking at
her, my heart was filled with mixed emotions, and my breathing began to grow heavy in my chest. I leaned closer to her, cupping
her face in my hands. Looking at me, she simultaneously licked her lips—a signal reserved for me. Finally,
my lips touched hers.
Although she didn't resist, I chose to separate our lips. After a few seconds, waiting for no
response , I kissed her again, slipping my tongue into her mouth. Finally, she reacted. She
wrapped one arm around me, pulling me closer, while I slipped my hand inside her t-shirt and grasped her
left breast. As I felt her nipple harden, I
gently pinched it between my thumb and forefinger .
Perhaps a minute, perhaps longer, she suddenly pushed me away, making me think she'd had enough.
However, that wasn't the case. Instead, she began unbuttoning my shirt, one button at a time, until it slipped off
my shoulders. I leaned forward slightly so she could remove my shirt, pulling it down to my
waist, then leaned back a little so my chest was in her view, closing my eyes to wait.
The wait didn't last long. Her hands felt my body heat as they
moved , and then my breathing became heavy for her next move as she opened her mouth to suckle my right nipple. From the time she
could remember, after all these years, this was the first time she had ever suckled my nipple.
Left breast, right breast, right breast, left breast—my daughter was making love to my breasts with her mouth. At that moment, I
didn't care about anything else; I only knew that we wanted to possess each other, and we were like two wildcats.
Then, before I even realized it, she had removed my underwear and began kissing my wetness without hesitation.
Her honeypot. Her body writhed with moans, and my limbs moved rhythmically as her tongue danced across my vulva
. Then, first her clitoris, like it was on a hot stove, then her alluring labia; her tongue conquered
every part of my lower body. An orgasm surged forth, accompanied by a cry, and I reached the peak of lovemaking.
Finally, it all stopped. When I came to my senses, I felt Holly
's hand on my chest. Though my stomach churned again, I still had to repay my daughter's love. So, I knelt before her
and pulled down her panties. At the same time, she lifted her hips to make it easier for me.
Naked, she lay flat on the sofa, legs spread, labia parted. Without any invitation, I
leaned forward, letting my tongue move quickly up and down her vulva. At first, as I
sucked and licked her vulva, she only let her body wriggle gently. However, soon after, she wrapped her arms around my back,
and then, as the climax came, she pressed me down onto her body.
Since we were both nearly exhausted, we decided to go to bed. Still naked, we
kissed each other goodnight. I knew Thomas wouldn't see us lying together in bed, and as
I lay there, my mind was filled with images of my daughter. Years ago, I had made love with women, but that
experience wasn't as wonderful as tonight's. Finally, my thoughts were in turmoil, and I fell asleep, but Holly remained
the only image in my dreams.
The next morning, Holly entered the kitchen while I was preparing breakfast. She looked at me nervously,
then turned and left. I called her back, and she slowly walked towards me. Then, I lifted her
cheek so we could see each other's eyes.
"I love you!" I whispered.
"I love you too!" her voice was as soft as a pin drop.
I kissed her lips, and she searched for my tongue. We engaged in foreplay while listening for
Thomas to come downstairs. He lingered inside for a moment before going out for a walk on the beach.
As soon as he left, my hand slid inside my daughter's panties, kneading her buttocks. My fingers
first entered her vagina, then moved to her anus. As my fingers probed
her cleft, her eyes grew wild. Not wanting to tire her out, I withdrew my fingers
after . Then, we strolled together onto the beach.
(II)
Holly, dressed in her new swimsuit, certainly attracted the attention of many tourists, and she seemed quite
content , completely unconcerned about her nearly naked appearance.
As the advertisement stated, the hotel's private beach was sparsely populated, a stark contrast to the
throngs . Therefore, we quickly found an excellent spot
for a full-day rest. Soon, Thomas found us. However, he didn't recognize his
sister at first glance. Holly was lying on the sand, trying to enjoy
a few minutes .
As he curiously examined the half-naked body before him, I also stared at him curiously.
Seeing Holly turn around and look up, Thomas seemed hesitant to speak. Once again, he was stunned by the beauty before him
, first by the shape of her breasts, then by the triangle of her thighs. Thomas's gaze lingered on her,
unable to leave her. Looking at Holly's lower body, he realized that Holly
must .
At this moment, the mischievous Holly spread her legs slightly, playfully mocking her brother's lecherous
gaze . Her sudden action left Thomas flustered. Muttering to himself, he managed
to squeeze out the words "want to go swimming" before immediately getting up and running towards the confluence of land and sea. Unfortunately, he
wasn't fast enough, because Holly and I both noticed the tent that had formed on his swimming trunks.
Facing Holly, I asked, "Are you still a virgin?"
"Yes!" Her face immediately flushed red as soon as she answered.
I continued, "Hmm, very good. I think you're about the age where you should do 'that.' If
it were with Thomas, would you want to? If I were you, I'd be more than happy to! Why don't
we take off our swimsuits together and give him a little hint?"
Actions speak louder than words. Before Holly could answer, I took action. For my age
, my breasts were still quite a good pair. Therefore, I was certain Thomas would
be . Although they weren't large, their shape was excellent. More importantly, they had two
alluring nipples.
At first, I was extremely surprised because I was actually encouraging my daughter and son to sleep together. Ironically, as I
was surprised, lust began to burn in my lower abdomen. I turned to look at Holly, whose gaze
was fixed on the horizon, a smile playing on her lips. 'You see, daughter,' I thought to myself,
'You want to sleep with your brother. What a coincidence, me too!'
When Thomas returned, his eyes widened like cowbells at the sight of the four bare breasts.
However, when he sat down beside us, he seemed to fall silent.
A few minutes later, Holly stood up and came to my side, asking me to apply some sunscreen. Looking at her
standing directly opposite me, I raised my oil-covered hands and began massaging her back. After applying the oil to her back
, my hands lingered on her buttocks. From her buttocks to her legs, as I applied the sunscreen to Holly's
back , she turned around so I could also protect her breasts from the sun. As my hand slid down to her
lower body, she willingly pulled down her swim trunks. I knew this was a signal, so I
slipped inside her thighs and covered her genitals with my palm.
For Thomas, this sight was too stimulating, so he turned away and ran back to the hotel at lightning
speed. However, wasn't I also incredibly excited? I increased the intensity, moving
my middle finger back and forth inside her vagina. After a few minutes of this, Holly asked for a break
and pulled me to a more lively area.
"There are probably two reasons Thomas left," I said to Holly, who was lying on a sun lounger. "He didn't..."
"Whether it's going to take off his pants and masturbate, or going back to his room to masturbate, I think we've hooked him."
Time flew by, and soon it was evening. Our lives seemed to be back on track, especially
when we went out for dinner together.
The next day, while Thomas was in town, Holly and I had sex again. Whispering, frantic
sucking and licking, fingering followed by silence—these four processes were our cycle of sex. However, although we
enjoyed this lesbian relationship, it felt slightly incomplete without the addition of a penis.
Therefore , we talked about Thomas again. Finally, we decided that Holly would seduce him, and I would
appear just as things were about to happen to catch them in the act. After discussing some details, we just had to put the plan into action
.
The following days seemed rather uneventful, and I began to wonder if Holly had already forgotten about our plan.
However, just a few days later, I realized my worries were unnecessary. It was an unknown day. Returning from shopping
in town , I went to my hotel to rest, deciding to take a stroll on the beach afterward.
However, just as I was about to leave, I nearly bumped into Thomas. I saw him staring at
Holly in the courtyard, sunbathing naked. Her toes were pointing towards the hotel, and her slightly parted legs
made Thomas's eyes greedy; undoubtedly, his eyes were searching for the woman's most intimate parts.
His swim trunks had slipped down to his ankles, and judging from his movements, I knew he
was masturbating. Speaking at this moment was definitely not the best course of action, so I decided not to disturb him. Of course, I
wasn't idle either; I took off my swimsuit top and now just waited for him to finish.
After only about two minutes, Thomas's knees began to tremble—a sign of ejaculation, I
knew . As I moved toward him, I saw him ejaculate on the towel. Upon closer inspection, I
realized it was the towel I had used.
By the time I placed my hand on his shoulder, he was almost clean. I said, "Feels good, doesn't it!
You know, I think you look cute masturbating."
He continued cleaning, pulled up his pants, and, still shaken, tried to escape. His thoughts were in turmoil. Unsure
what to do , he just stood there, frozen, until his penis slowly went limp. When he
came to his senses, running was his first instinct. Unfortunately, his pants, pulled up at his ankles, stopped him.
"I think you'd better clean that up first," I said.
Hearing this, he immediately looked down and saw that some more semen had come out. I knelt
down and helped him pull up his pants while he was busy cleaning up. As I did this, I could clearly see
the entirety of his penis. Suddenly, I had an urge to grasp it in my hand. However, to
avoid alerting him, I restrained myself.
After helping him put on his pants, he quickly looked away. It turned out that
while I wasn't looking, he had secretly groped my beautiful breasts a few times. After saying a few words of apology, he
fled upstairs like a whirlwind.
I smiled knowingly and then turned my attention to Holly outside the window. It seemed she was
unaware of what had just happened. Was she asleep? I wondered. Stepping outside, I went to her
side, looking down at her beauty, and my hand began to itch again. Unable to resist any longer, I placed my hand on
her vulva, sliding my middle finger up and down her labia. My actions slowly woke her up, and as
the pleasure spread through her body, she let out an excited laugh.
My fingers entered her vagina, and she grabbed my hand. At that moment, I pushed my fingers in
even deeper. I withdrew them from her body, then placed my fingers, now wet with her juices, on her clitoris, kneading and squeezing until
she reached the peak of orgasm.
I knew something exciting was about to happen, so when she offered to serve me, I refused. I
told her I wanted to wait until evening, until Thomas joined us, before we made love properly. Holding her
hand, my daughter and I went inside to prepare for the evening.
As dusk fell, Thomas became more silent, thinking about the afternoon's events, assuming no one would know.
However, he seemed to have forgotten the proverb: "You can't hide the truth forever!"
Just as the sun was about to disappear below the horizon, we finished our meal. Just as Thomas was about to turn on the TV
, I turned to Holly and said, "You know what? You have an admirer!"
Thomas's face instantly turned a rosy red. When he heard Holly reply, "Really? Who is it?
Tell me, Mom,"
Thomas's expression contorted in pain, but his body didn't move away. He stared at me, and I
said, "That person is your brother." After a pause, I added, "This afternoon, he spied on
you while you were sunbathing. And he was masturbating while he was watching."
Thomas couldn't hold back any longer and cried out, "Oh, Mom! Do you really have to tell me?" He looked somewhat dejected as he said this
.
“What does it matter!” I said. “You don’t need to worry or be shy. Everyone
does this. Holly and I do.”
I leaned closer to him, seeing his doubtful look, and placed my hand on his knee.
“Want me to show you? That way, we can do it together in the future.”
My words opened his mouth, and Holly jumped between us, saying, “Sure, Mom! Thomas
will really want to see, and so will I.”
“No problem!” I said. “I will.”
The children watched me stand up, watched me take off my skirt, watched it fall to the ground. I stood in front of
Thomas and asked him to pull down my underwear. He hesitated, but Holly couldn’t wait and reached out to remove
it. I was only a few steps away from them, and Thomas couldn’t help but stare intently at my neatly trimmed
pubic hair.
"Since you've already taken off your underwear, I might as well take it all off," I said, taking off my t-shirt.
At this point, I was wearing nothing but a bra. I took Thomas's hand, helping him to
his feet , and turned my back to him, asking him to unhook my bra. It felt like years had passed; finally, Thomas...
I unhooked the bra. Turning to face him, I asked him to remove the bra from his breasts. His
hesitation forced me to raise my hand, place his hand on his breast, and pull it down. Thomas sat back
on the sofa.
The next few minutes were a show I starred in, presented to Holly and Thomas. I wanted to
display the beauty of my body's curves as much as possible, letting my breasts sway gently, bending over to show my buttocks and vulva. Finally,
I parted my labia, letting them see the vagina that had brought them into the world. As the performance
progressed , I grew increasingly aroused. I sat on the sofa next to Thomas, straddling the back of the chair with one leg, preparing for
an orgasm.
My hand quickly found the location of my vulva. While two fingers of one hand were moving in and out of my vagina,
the other hand, of course, wasn't idle, and began playing a joyful melody on my clitoris. In the few seconds leading up to my climax
, I violently swayed my hips, arched my back, and screamed. I slowly relaxed my body until
the excitement subsided.
Looking at Holly, I said, "Hey, it's your turn. I know Thomas is looking forward to seeing you
masturbate ."
Holly stood up, took off her clothes, and in a few seconds, she was transformed into a
naked, sexy little wildcat. She sat on the sofa, legs wide open, showing off her vulva to us. I pointed to
Holly's honeypot, showing him her protruding labia minora, and he just kept nodding, watching Holly begin her masturbation
.
Her superb masturbation skills allowed us to clearly see the transformation before and after excitement. When she climaxed, she didn't
scream like me, but she seemed very satisfied.
While Holly was masturbating, I moved closer to Thomas. He was so engrossed in Holly's performance
that he barely noticed when I placed my hand on his leg. I quickly
glanced and was delighted to see his erect penis bulging out of it.
When Holly finished, I told Thomas, "Did you enjoy it? I really enjoyed it! Okay,
now that we've both performed, isn't it your turn?"
He didn't struggle, letting me strip him naked, my penis popping out of his underwear. To get a better
view, Holly sat down in front of his brother. His penis twitched a few times, and he began to gently stroke it;
it seemed the previous sensory stimulation had brought him to the brink of ejaculation. Of course, no one wants the show to
end too quickly.
I asked Holly, "Have you ever seen an erect penis before?" She replied, "I've seen it once
or twice , but I've never touched it."
Looking at her, I said to Thomas, "Would you like to let her try it?"
Before getting his consent, I pulled his hand away from his penis and said, "Come on,
Holly , darling. It won't bite you."
"Spread your legs, Thomas, let your sister get closer." As I spoke, Holly moved closer to
his penis .
Thomas spread his legs, Holly entered between them, and finally, she reached out and grasped the penis in front of her. She
held it gently, first looking at me, then turning to look at her brother. By this time, Thomas had
slid off the sofa, and as the pleasure increased, his breathing became rapid.
"Go on, Holly! He'll really enjoy it if you help him!" I shouted.
She started stroking my penis, up and down, and quickly got the hang of it, pushing Thomas to
the brink of orgasm. A few seconds later, he began to thrust, ejaculating high into the sky. Watching her brother ejaculate
, Holly's eyes widened involuntarily. She watched the semen leave her brother's penis and then spill
onto us. I initially wanted to use a handkerchief to clean Thomas's penis, but then I thought of
an even better way.
I pulled Holly's hand away from my still-erect penis, licked the semen off her body, wiped
some off myself, and finally, I used my tongue to clean Thomas's penis. Although the three of us
seemed exhausted, as the saying goes, "the best is yet to come," so I helped Holly to her feet, letting her
stand with her legs spread in front of me. I caressed her genitals, stimulating her vaginal walls with my middle finger. She became
as excited as Thomas; if her hands hadn't been on my shoulders, she probably would have fallen to the ground.
I increased the number of fingers from one to two, and she looked ready to "come" at any moment. "Thomas, come on!" I said.
"Put two of your fingers into her cunt. Oh, and don't forget to stimulate her clitoris."
I stood behind Holly, giving Thomas his place so his fingers could enter her vagina
. I, on the other hand, rubbed her breasts from behind, twisting her erect nipples. My other hand slid down her
back into her buttocks. Soon, I found her anus and unceremoniously inserted my finger. This
stimulation gave her an unprecedented orgasm, and then she collapsed to the ground, clinging to Thomas and me.
Back upstairs, I figured it was time for some real action. I didn't know whether to let Thomas go first, Holly
, or me, so I asked Holly for her opinion. She thought for a moment, considering her virginity, and said
I should go first, and she could watch from the sidelines.
I lay down on the bed, spread my legs, and, holding Thomas's penis, guided it into my crotch. He looked at
my pussy, and his expression told me he was incredibly excited, like someone on their first adventure
. I pulled his penis forward, and he lowered himself, finding the entrance to my pussy, and began to
thrust . He thrust, and I moaned; he was absorbed in the pleasure of fucking me, while I was amazed by his performance.
He brought me to orgasm, but his semen didn't come. I told him to stop and let Holly take over. I spread her legs for
Thomas , and Thomas guided himself; with my help, my son's penis entered my daughter's
pussy.
A few seconds later, the sound of scrotum hitting vagina echoed. Their movements fully displayed the vitality of
youth . I lay on my side, watching them enjoy themselves. Watching young people make love is really great, but unfortunately
Thomas finished too quickly, letting his sperm linger inside Holly's vagina. As he ejaculated, Holly
couldn't help but dance with pleasure.
His penis left his sister's vagina, and on his shaft, I saw Holly's vaginal fluids and pleasure. I moved towards...
Thomas kissed his penis; its alluring taste made me want to take it in my mouth. Within seconds,
his cock was hard again. I knew only another round of sex could unload his load.
I laid him flat, straddled him, and let his penis penetrate my vagina. After stroking his penis a few
times, I shifted my body, aiming his shaft at my anus. I slowly lowered myself, his penis easily slipping
through my buttocks into my anus. I continued lowering until his penis could go no further.
Holly, not wanting to be left out, joined us, clamping Thomas's cheeks between her knees and making him lick my vulva. I stroked
her breasts, and she gently massaged mine.
I began riding my son, and soon I noticed his penis twitch a few times. As his hips arched against me repeatedly
, his semen shot into my rectum. My desire was still burning fiercely.
I pulled Holly into my arms, kissed her face, and then our lips parted, pressing against each other's vulvas.
After this round, we wanted to start again. How could we not go wild all night when we were still
interested ? After all, we only had three days left of our vacation
. Now, I just hoped Thomas would get back on top soon.
For the rest of the vacation, we were constantly playing the march of sex.
Towards , Thomas was exhausted, so Holly and I had to try to find new pleasure in each other
. Before heading home, I tried to persuade Holly to let Thomas try her ass. Since
she had initially been coy, I finally succeeded in getting her to agree.
To ease her tension, I spent some time using my
lubricated anus. When she was ready, I parted her buttocks and let Thomas's glans enter
her anus. He first inserted slowly, then quickly pushed his penis forward as far as possible.
Holly moaned happily, experiencing the sensation of his penis moving inside and outside her anus. Thomas started slowly
, then increased his speed, beginning to thrust wildly, the violent actions on her buttocks giving Holly
immense pleasure. Soon after, Thomas ejaculated into her tightly clenched buttocks.
(Part Three, The End)
My husband, Michael, picked us up at the airport. On the way home, our exhaustion became a
recurring .
That night, before going to bed, his hands roamed over my body. I
told him , and he became very excited listening to my descriptions of sex. Using the trip to arouse the children
's sexual desire was something we had planned long ago. However, no one expected things to go so
smoothly ; and the feeling of making love with the children was so pleasurable.
I lay down, gently opening my legs—this provocative invitation was exactly what he wanted. Without
hesitation, he pressed himself on top of me, spreading my legs wider, and thrusting his huge penis
into . His vigorous performance brought me wave after wave of orgasms. I didn't have time to calculate how long it lasted, nor
did I want to; I simply enjoyed the sex until he ejaculated.
Afterwards, he told me he couldn't wait to let Holly experience the power of his penis. After
some discussion, we decided to give Holly this grand gift on her sixteenth birthday. Calculating the time,
the day of action was only a few weeks away. As for Thomas, we decided to introduce him to the world of threesomes.
Luckily for him, tomorrow was happy time!
The sun rose again, and a new day had begun. Holly, out having fun with friends,
wouldn't . After lunch, Michael said he was going to disappear for two hours to mow the lawn. The moment he
stepped out, Thomas's penis was in my hand.
Upstairs, we started undressing as soon as we entered the bedroom. When I had no more clothes to cover my body, lying flat
, I told Thomas I had to push. Thomas, of course, readily complied. However, just as he
was vigorously fucking me, I noticed the bedroom door slowly opening.
Naked Michael, his penis erect and pointing high, slowly walked into the bedroom. I
knew exactly what he wanted. Hugging Thomas, I shouted, "Turn over, I want to ride you!"
Luckily, Thomas didn't see Michael as we switched positions. As I swayed
my hips , he also slightly lifted himself, sucking on my sensitive nipples. Thomas was very busy playing with
my breasts, and at the same time, I felt Michael's hand touch my buttocks. His fingers slid into my anus
, and I involuntarily gasped as his fingers entered my anus. When
Michael came into Thomas's view, his penis almost went limp from shock. Seeing him try to
pull out, without a word, I hugged him, letting his penis continue to caress my vagina. His surprised
expression gradually softened as he watched me suck Michael's penis into my mouth. He realized things weren't
as bad as he'd imagined.
After about two minutes of this, Michael refused to let my mouth control his penis any longer. He climbed onto the bed and
came to my side, his fingers once again conquering my anus. He gently touched my
anus with the head of his penis, a sensation that sent waves of pleasure through my body. My buttocks opened for him, his penis slowly and forcefully
stretching open my chrysanthemum. For the first time, I had two penises thrusting inside me simultaneously. I thought, this must be
a gift !
Thomas quickly mastered the rhythm of his thrusts, not letting his father, who was enjoying himself in my anus, have all the fun
. He vigorously pounded into my cunt. Thomas came first, and as he ejaculated, I reached my climax. Immediately after
us, Michael also ejaculated into my anus.
My husband lay on my left, my son on my right, and I held their hard
penises . "Fuck me again!" I cried out in my heart. Turning to face Thomas, I took his
penis into my mouth and licked the glans. Then, I gave Michael the same treatment. A few minutes
later, the father and son were about to ejaculate. I lay down, letting Michael and Thomas kneel on either side of my cheeks,
their penises pressed against my mouth.
Michael ejaculated first, and although I was holding his penis, I couldn't catch the first shot. Fortunately, the next...
I promptly drank all of his semen. After swallowing the remaining semen, I didn't forget
to clean . Then, Thomas began to ejaculate. The speed and
volume of his ejaculation almost scared me to death; wave after wave of semen entered my mouth. To be honest, swallowing
it in time without choking was a huge challenge. However, I managed to do it.
After the intense battle, we took a shower. After getting dressed, we discussed how to get Holly to join our
ranks . We concluded that getting her to participate shouldn't be difficult, after all, she had already slept with Mom and Brother dozens of
times, so how could she bear to leave Dad's penis unattended? In the end, we decided to let things take their course
and observe .
Things progressed faster than expected. That same evening,
while , a plan suddenly popped into my head.
“Holly,” I said, “your dad hasn’t seen you in a swimsuit yet. Want to
show it off to him?”
She looked at me for a few seconds, then nodded. Then she got up and went back to her room to get dressed. Two minutes later, hearing her
footsteps , I told Michael to close his eyes. She reappeared, and looking at her, I felt my lust begin
to burn again. Thomas’s eyes revealed the same desire as mine. Seeing our lecherous expressions, Holly
stuck out her tongue and made a face.
Standing in front of her father, Holly struck a model’s pose, displaying her nearly naked,
blood-pumping figure. When Michael opened his eyes, his eyeballs almost popped out like a cartoon character.
The beauty before him made his eyes bloodshot and his mouth gape open. Holly slowly turned around, and Michael’s gaze lingered on her shapely buttocks
. He glanced at me, swallowed hard, and I knew he was ready for a big move.
She turned back to her father, took a few steps forward, and Michael's greedy gaze certainly satisfied her
ego . I approached her and, before she could react, pulled down the top of her bikini. I was
pleased; she didn't seem to care about covering herself. Unexpectedly, she began to sway slightly, letting
her breasts sway dazzlingly in the air.
At this moment, Michael seemed poised to strike. His nearly naked daughter was only a foot away from him, her large
breasts bouncing up and down.
"Let your dad see your trimmed pubic hair too," I said, hoping she understood my meaning.
She complied, slowly pulling down her swim trunks with her back to her father. Then, she kicked them off and
turned around again. She crossed her hands in front of her genitals and took a step forward. After standing still, she spread
her legs and slowly lowered her hands.
When her daughter's lower body came into view, Michael made a gurgling sound. Her everted
labia glistened alluringly. I had seen her shave her pubic hair before, so
I wasn't surprised at all when she appeared in a "white tiger" position.
Holly jumped onto her father's lap and said, "Can I sit on your lap? You
haven't hugged me in so long."
He leaned back in his chair and let Holly sit on his lap, her arms around his neck. As Holly sat on
his inner thighs, Michael's eyes scanned the beautiful body before him. He held her waist with one hand and
placed the other on her knee. Holly cupped her right breast and gently rubbed it, then put her
nipple in her mouth. After a few minutes, she stopped and instead brought her breast towards her father.
Michael acted decisively, greedily suckling at his daughter's breasts, occasionally biting her nipples with his teeth and
taking them into his mouth with his lips. He then tickled her other small nipple with his fingers. Holly let out a pleasurable
moan , her legs wide open, allowing his fingers to slip into her vagina. Michael's hand moved between his daughter's legs, and
he began to stir her labia with his fingertips.
To make her father's actions easier, Holly straddled Michael's shoulders. Looking at her honeyed vulva
so close , Michael quickly located the clitoris, extended his finger, and
the moment his fingertip entered, Holly's body convulsed. A few seconds later, her first orgasm followed.
Catching her breath slightly, Holly looked at Michael and said, "You've seen and touched my place
enough. Now, shouldn't you put it in?"
Michael readily agreed to his daughter's request. He let Holly get off him so she could undress him, and in
seconds he was naked, just like his daughter. Holly excitedly grabbed his erect penis,
carefully measuring its length and thickness, like a child discovering a new toy. She knelt
down, guided the penis to her lips, kissed the glans, and then took the entire shaft into her mouth.
She swallowed and released, continuing this motion for several minutes. Then,
as , Holly, with her opening wide, said, "Dad, come on! Use your big cock on me!"
Michael positioned himself between his daughter's legs, leaned down, and the father and daughter kissed tenderly. Next,
Michael's penis entered Holly's body inch by inch. As her vaginal opening was stretched open by the glans, Holly couldn't help but tilt her head
back, beginning to moan lasciviously. When his penis was completely swallowed by her vagina, Michael paused for a few seconds before
beginning thrust. From slow to fast, fast, fast, Michael's penis busily moved in and out of Holly's cunt. When
his testicles began to kiss her buttocks, Holly couldn't resist putting her nipples into her mouth.
Watching Holly and Michael make love on the floor, Thomas and I couldn't just sit idly by, our hands caressing each other
's bodies. We touched and touched until we reached each other's genitals. Against the
backdrop of Holly and Michael's lovemaking, we began to masturbate each other. They were about to "come," and before ejaculating, Michael gently applied the brakes, occasionally
rubbing Holly's clitoris with his penis.
Unable to slow the pace of orgasm, Michael made his final
thrusts . Finally, his sperm swam into Holly's young cunt, and Holly became a prisoner of orgasm, tightly
embracing her father as he ejaculated.
Their ending marked the beginning of Thomas's penis convulsing. He brought his mouth to his about-to-ejaculate penis, and I
promptly swallowed all the semen. After I swallowed the last drop, Thomas began kissing my entire body;
the orgasm he gave me was the best reward he could offer.
Late at night, before falling asleep, Michael placed his hand on my thigh and hid his penis inside my vagina. We
enjoyed ourselves while discussing everything that had happened that day. We couldn't be happier that our son and daughter could enjoy sex to their hearts' content and accept
a fulfilling and varied sex life. In the coming weeks, we planned
to broaden their horizons, to help them stop suppressing their desires, and to let them have a deeper understanding of sex.
Saturday morning, we slept in greedily. However, just as we were about to get up, Holly and
Thomas walked in naked.
Holly sat beside me and asked, "Mom,
do you think it's good to let Dad fuck my anus, and then let Thomas fuck my cunt at the same time?"
I replied, "Of course, darling. You know, the happiest thing in the world is being fucked by
two dicks at the same time!"
Michael and I tidied the bed a bit, then let Thomas lie on top of her. Holly then mounted
her brother, concealing his penis with her honeypot. I had her bend over, let Michael's right hand hold
her buttocks, and kneel behind her; on my left, Michael and I spread apart our daughter's buttocks. Her shiny
anus opened and closed, as if expecting to slowly swallow the dick into her ass.
Holly's anus needed some warm-up. She turned her head to look at me, and I inserted my index finger into her anus,
sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes in and sometimes out. She was clearly enjoying my movements. After a while, my middle finger
slid smoothly into her anus, rotating two fingers inside. Her wanton appearance told me that her
ass was ready to receive Michael's penis.
Michael grasped his penis with his bare hands and slowly inserted it into his daughter's anus. From rejection to welcome, her anus
slowly opened, enveloping the penis that was about to bring pleasure. The penis's conquering action made Holly
take a deep breath. When her mouth opened to its limit, her father's penis had completely disappeared into her anus
.
Thomas's breathing suddenly became rapid, and the muscles in his buttocks became more defined; it seemed he was about to ejaculate
. "Lower your waist a little more, Holly. That way your dad can have you more easily," I shouted.
She began to lie down, her hands gripping Thomas's shoulders, her legs clamping his feet. This position allowed Michael
to be even more unrestrained. A few seconds later, he thrust his penis in as deep as possible,
ejaculating into Holly's deepest part as his son ejaculated.
This threesome ended too quickly, but as the saying goes, "practice makes perfect," and I believe that with
more practice, they will definitely improve.
Michael stood up, patted his daughter's buttocks, and surprisingly, his penis had returned to
its original fierce state. "Fuck me, let me fuck you!" I could almost hear its cry. Overwhelmed by the power of his penis
, Holly bent forward and began to suck on her father's shaft. A few minutes later, their expressions told me
that Michael was thoroughly enjoying himself, and Holly was happily sucking.
In the following months, we indulged in sensual pleasures, fully enjoying the joys of sex. Soon,
Thomas and Holly graduated, and their friendships, and our own ethical dynamics, returned to normal. Although
the siblings still made love, the incestuous relationship had essentially come to an end. The last time
I had sex with Holly was when she turned eighteen. That time, we made love for two whole days, relentlessly
burying ourselves in each other.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, both children are now grown up and have their own families. Now, I have only one
hope: that my grandchildren will have the same experience as their parents, that they can enjoy the pleasures of intimacy
given . I hope my hope will come true…

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