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  Family Holiday

Day 5

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Pauline was grinning with suppressed excitement all morning. I asked her why.

'Looking forward to my riding lesson, of course, brother mine,' she smiled.

'Relay? I didn't think you were that keen on horses these days. Grown out of it.'

'Girls never grow out of it. They just find other things to put between their legs. But I'm working on that.'

'Don't you think ...' I saw her expression start to change and finished lamely ' ... you're a little young?'

'You'd fuck a girl if she let you, wouldn't you?'

'Yeah, course I would.'

'Well then. I'm no different to you. And I'm as old as you are.'

'Yes but ...' But I could see her mind was set.

After lunch Jim and Mum disappeared, but separately, and it wasn't until it was nearly time for my sister to leave for her ride that we realised they were probably in the bedroom again. Pauline was dressed somewhat differently this time - a tight white top that showed her young tits plainly, and a very short cotton skirt. I thought she looked stunningly sexy - but then I was biased. She was fretting and called out for Jim.

I slipped out the back and stole a peep through the adults' bedroom windows. Sure enough, they were in there. Mum was lying on her back, naked, with her bum on the edge of the bed, her thighs splayed, and Jim, fully dressed, was kneeling between them and eating her pussy hungrily. I could see his long tongue flicking up and down her slit. Mum's body quivered silently.

Finally my sister's shrill voice penetrated his brain, and he got up, wiped his face and, with a regretful glance back at Mum's naked wet crotch, left the bedroom. My mother lay there, seemingly asleep. I heard the car doors slam and the sound of them driving off.

I sat outside and tried to read a book. My thoughts kept wandering to the vision of my mother's nude body spread-eagled on the bed, her pussy on show, soaked from an hour of sensuous licking. My cock ached. I wondered what she would smell like, whether it would be the same as my sister or different. Maybe I could steal in and take a closer look ...

I checked at the window that she was still asleep. On bare feet, my heart pounding, I padded through the house and through the half-open bedroom door, making no sound at all. I could always say that I was just checking she was OK ... until I knelt down between her legs in the same position that Jim has occupied not half an hour ago.

A shaft of sunlight illuminated my mum's crotch and every detail of her anatomy was on show to me. Her thighs were splayed as wide as I thought they could go - well, she had had lots of practice recently. Her pussy lips were full and puffy, the tunnel between them dark and beckoning. Her clitoris was standing proud above the smooth membranes. Clear juice had oozed out of her onto the edge of the mattress. I couldn't see any spunk so presumably he hadn't cum in her recently. The fresh musky smell of her cunt made my head swim - it was the most erotic smell I could imagine, far stronger than my sister's odour. She was really pumping out the pheromones or whatever, to any male within range.

I was well within range. Unable to stop myself, I bent forward slowly until my face was half an inch from her cunt. Then my tongue emerged of its own accord and touched the warm moist pillow of her left labium. I drew back, fearful that it would wake her. My heart was pounding, but I had to have more. With extreme gentleness I licked along the edges of her soft crinkly lips, tasting the tangy juices, and then kissed them softly. The tip of my tongue explored between her outer labia, gathering up more tasty fluids. I ventured to kiss the tip of her engorged clitoris.

There was a tiny sigh from the bed. I froze, but she didn't move. I renewed my attentions, licking along the length of her surprisingly firm clit, then delving into her capacious entrance. Her hips shifted minutely and thrust towards me. Even in her sleep she was wanting it.

Bolder now, I licked and sucked more strongly, absorbed in the blissful sensations. My mum gave small moans every now and then but I could tell - I think- that she was still asleep. I concentrated on her clit, coaxing it to an even harder state. I lost track of time completely in the oral worship of her magnificent cunt.

After a time I could tell, even as a novice pussy-eater, that she was close to orgasm. I wanted to put my fingers inside her and feel her heat and the contractions that I knew from my reading would ensue, but I dared not. But I sucked at her taut button, listening to her sleepy moans, until she went rigid and began to quiver and throb under my mouth.

I rode the orgasm with her, backing off when it seemed to me that she was subsiding, and lifted my head to examine her newly swollen and juice-oozing pussy. My mother lay still, her breasts rising and falling. I stood carefully and saw that she had her eyes closed, her head turned to one side. Her arms were above her head in a position of absolute abandonment.

I stole out of the room and only then realised that my cock was so hard it was actually hurting. My face was wet with her juices and my nose was filled with her sex-smell. I staggered into my bedroom, freed my cock from my shorts, grabbed the first thing that came to hand (it turned out to be a pair of my sister's panties) and swathed the head of my cock in the white cotton. The touch of it on my glans was enough, and I erupted my semen into the flimsy material, soaking it through in a few seconds. Then I lay on the bed and wondered what I had done.

I was still there when Pauline and Jim returned. I could hear my mum moving around in the kitchen but dared not face her. Pauline bounced into the room, looking flushed and smug. She clenched her fist.

'Yes!' she said triumphantly. 'He is mine!'

I just looked at her, my mind still focused on my mum's pussy.

'What's the matter?' she said.

I grinned ruefully. I had to tell someone, and only Pauline would understand.

'I've got a confession,' I said, holding out the spunk-sodden panties.

'You had a wank,' she sneered. 'What about our deal?'

'I'm sorry, Pauline, I couldn't help it. It was too much for me.'

'What was too much?'

I took a deep breath. 'I just sucked Mum off.'

'What - you ate her cunt?' Her eyes flashed at me. 'I don't believe you.'

'Smell my face.' She did so, and suddenly grinned. 'You pervert! How did you manage that?'

I told her the story, hesitantly at first, then more fluently as I relived the amazing events. While she listened, my sister teased her breasts, making the already prominent nipples into little pointed cones.

'And she didn't know it was you?'

'I don't think so. I think she was half asleep the whole time. Probably thought it was Jim.'

'Fucking Jesus! What a slut!'

'So you see I just had to wank. Well it wasn't really a wank, I hardly touched myself, I came straight away. Sorry about your panties.'

'It's OK. I've decided I'm not going to wear knickers any more anyway. Mum doesn't.'

'What about you? What did you mean 'he is mine'?'

In response Pauline raised the hem of her skirt. I saw that the crotch of her pale lilac panties was dark with wetness.

'Suck my puss like you did Mum's and I'll tell you.'

Wow, 15 years without tasting a cunt and I get to do two in one afternoon. My sister stripped off and lay on the bed; I helped her to get into the same position that Mum had been in. Her pussy was aroused and wet but nowhere near as large and fleshy as Mum's. Nevertheless, I set to with a will.

As I licked and sucked she told me the story, coherently at first and then in gasps as her climax approached.

On the way there Pauline had teased Jim.

'Do you think this skirt's too short?' She had caught him looking closely at her thighs.

'Um, no, not really. Why?'

'People might see my panties when I sit down.'

'Oh, I don't think so.'

'Mum told me not to show my panties, especially to men. You don't mind, though, do you?'

Jim had gone rather red. 'No, I don't mind. It doesn't matter to me.'

'That's OK then. I don't need to be careful if it's just you, do I?'

She thought that was enough to be going on with.

After the lesson they stopped again to look at the sea from the cliff-top viewpoint.

'My legs ache again this time,' Pauline said. 'Even worse than yesterday.'

'Shall I rub them for you?' Jim said casually.

She nodded. His big hands massaged her calves firmly, professionally, and then moved up to her thighs. Pauline spread her legs to give him better access. She knew that her panties were now plainly on show, and also that the excitement of horse-riding and now of his touch were making her juices flow. Soon the damp patch would appear. This excited her even more.

'Mmm, that's nice,' she said, squirming seductively. Jim's hands worked their way up to the tops of her thighs and Pauline let herself slide down the seat so that her skirt rode up around her waist. Her legs were now widely splayed and her panties were pulled tight around her pussy, outlining her swelling lips. He must have been able to see the line of wetness appearing.

She felt his fingers brush 'accidentally' across her mound, and let out a tiny moan. He did it again, and then let his hand rest on her pubes. She closed her eyes to savour the sensation, wanting to hump and pull his hand against her crotch but not daring to. Now he was massaging her pubes gently, obviously, and she decided with supreme willpower to call a halt.

She sat up slowly and pulled her skirt down.

'Maybe we should be getting back now,' she said quietly. 'Mum will be wondering what's happened.'

Jim looked flustered, as if suddenly aware of what he had been doing. Pauline was silent on the drive back, deliberately making him wonder whether she was upset or innocent. The little minx had him exactly where she wanted him.

Telling me all this made my sister's juices flow even more copiously. I could feel my face becoming wet again as her fluids mixed with those of my mum. Suddenly she grabbed my head and ground her pubes against my face, rubbing my nose against her rubbery clit. With an agonised groan she came, her hips thudding into the bed, holding my face tight against her crotch as the orgasm ripped through her. I held onto her waist until her tremors had subsided.

I stood up, knees aching from too much kneeling. This pussy eating was tough work. Pauline sat up, resting on her arms, her breasts pointing at me.

'Lucky Mum,' she grinned. 'Come here.'

I bent over her and she licked my wet face.

'Mmm, tasty. If you do that to me again tonight, I might - repeat might - suck your cock. How about it, brother?'

'It's a deal,' I grinned.

We had dinner that night in a rather noisy restaurant. Mum and Jim sat on one side of the table, where I have no doubt they groped each other intensively, and Pauline and I on the other. My sister was still wearing her thin top and short skirt, and true to her vow she had no panties. I checked this every so often. The background noise meant that we could talk quietly without being overheard.

'So which did you like best, mine or Mum's'? she asked wickedly.

'Umm, they're different. Mum's is a lot bigger and ... fatter; you made a lot more noise.'

'She would have done if she'd been awake. You know how much noise she makes with Jim. What about taste?'

'Oh, can't compare. They were both gorgeous.'

'Juiciness?'

'Not much in it really. You're both very wet when you get going. Of course, I can't tell how much of it is my saliva. ' I felt I was an expert by now, having satisfied two women in one day.

'My cunt's hairy,' Pauline said. 'I bet you prefer shaved.'

'You're not that hairy.' I said.

'I'm going to shave mine,' she said. 'Then I'll be like Mum. Absolutely bare. Even round my bum. I've got a few hairs there.'

'Yes, I know.'

'You'll have to help me, I won't be able to see what I'm doing.'

'I'll look forward to that.'

She squeezed my crotch surreptitiously. I glanced across at the adults but they were absorbed in their own petting.

'Wonder if Mum gets Jim to shave her? Bet he likes that - makes her cunt look like a little girl's.'

'You think he's into little girls?'

'I know he is. Remember?'

I was silent. I didn't want to be reminded of her dangerous game with Jim.

'Wonder when she started to shave?' Pauline mused. 'I saw her in the shower last year and she was hairy then. Must have been around the time they started going out together.'

'Staying in together you mean.'

She giggled. 'You bet. They'd stay in and screw all day if they could.'

'Bet we get a good show tonight.'

My sister gave a little shiver. 'I'm looking forward to tonight,' she said.

We didn't have to wait too long. The adults were overcome with lust and suggested gong back to the villa once we had had coffee. We didn't object. In the car, I'm sure Jim had his fingers in Mum's cunt. Once home, the usual casually hurried ritual took place and shortly we found ourselves outside their window, peeping in.

Jim's cock seemed bigger than ever and he used it on Mum in a variety of ways, plunging it into her hungry pussy, rubbing its length between her lips and across her clit, sliding it between her sweaty breasts, easing it right down her throat. She loved everything he did with it, slavering her lips around it, grabbing it and stuffing it into her, wanking it luxuriously in her fists.

His first orgasm was staged while she was lying on her back, thighs wide. He was sliding the base of his cock up and down her pussy while she held its shaft hard against her clit, mewling at the peak of her arousal. I saw his body go rigid and every sinew stood out clearly, then his cock erupted an arc of whiteness that splattered down onto her breasts and stomach. The next spurt flew even further, leaving a white string across her face and hair. Her mouth gaped, trying to catch some of the precious fluid. When he was empty they collapsed, laughing, smearing the semen between their bodies.

Pauline and I watched in total absorption. Unconsciously, our hands had strayed to each other's pubes. I stroked my sister's clit gently while her hot fist squeezed the base of my cock. Neither of us wanted to climax while the show was continuing. And continue it did, for Mum and Jim separated, their chests and stomachs both sticky with cum, and began to kiss and lick each other until they were in a 69 position. This time Jim's head was towards us so we had a good view of his pussy-eating technique. Mum spread her thighs as wide as she could and ground her pubes down onto his face, her fat glistening lips sliding across his cheeks and nose. After she had come once or twice, he reached up and rubbed his thumb across her anus, and Pauline gave a little moan. After he had got it nice and slippery, he pushed and his thumb disappeared inside her. We heard Mum give a little cry of pleasure. He pushed his thumb in and out, going right in to the joint, while she writhed on top of him.

'What a fucking whore,' Pauline breathed, squeezing my cock harder.

Jim thumb-fucked her arse for a while, then said something and wriggled out from under my mum. He knelt behind her and she pushed her arse up at him. We saw his cock, red and wet, as hard as a pole, springing from his loins. He pushed his fingers into her gaping cunt and then slid one into her arse, stirring it around. Then two fingers, and then three. I was holding my breath. Never had I imagined that I would ever see my mum doing such a thing - or having it done to her.

He fucked her arse gently with three fingers, and she reached down and started to rub her cunt with her hand, fast. Then he crouched above her and gripped his cock and bent it downwards to slide it deep into her cunt, between her stroking fingers. I was amazed how she could take such a large column so deep without any resistance. Jim gripped her hips and pumped energetically and she thrust her arse back at him, still rubbing her clit.

After a while he withdrew and grasped his now thoroughly slimy cock. He bent it downwards and placed the tip against my mum's anus. She slid some fingers into her cunt and fucked herself furiously. Pauline moaned, and automatically I rubbed her clit harder. I could see Jim pushing, and my mum pushing back, but nothing happened. Suddenly he gave a shout and spunk gushed up around his cockhead.

This was too much. My sister gripped my glans and I erupted into her fist, while simultaneously I felt my hand flooded with warmth as she climaxed. Mum too was coming, as her hand flashed in and out of her own cunt. Jim held his cock and helplessly gushed semen over her anus, and it ran down her perineum and over her hand.

They subsided onto the bed in a sticky quivering mass. Pauline and I eased our trembling bodies and crawled back to our room.

My sister wiped her cum-filled hand on my stomach.

'Wow,' she breathed. 'That was ace.'

'Do you think that was her first time up the arse?' I said, watching Pauline take off her night shirt.

'He didn't actually get up her arse, did he? She must be too tight. I reckon that was the first time they've tried that. Bet they try again, though. She's a nympho.'

'Who'd have thought it about Mum?'

Pauline shook her head. 'Women have strange needs, brother. Believe me, I know. Wonder what it feels like to have that great big cock stuck right up your arse?' She reached behind her.

'Painful, I reckon.'

My sister didn't answer. I could tell her perverted mind was at work.

She stood in front of her and put her hands on my chest. 'And now, dear brother, you're going to shave me. We need my razor and shaving cream and a bowl of warm water.'

'What about our deal this afternoon?'

'What deal?'

'If I sucked your pussy again, you'd suck my cock.'

She grinned. 'Wouldn't you rather suck a nice smooth hairless pussy?'

And so it came to pass that my sister sat open-legged on the edge of the bed while I lathered her crotch and carefully shaved off all of her sparse pubic hair. The smooth cunt revealed in stripes by the razor looked very inviting, and I couldn't resist fingering her lips. I could see a little trickle of juice emerging and diluting the shaving foam. Then she turned over, her knees on the edge and presented her arse to me.

'Now the back. All round my arsehole too.'

I grew quite enamoured of her little rosy anus as I lathered it and carefully eased the razor all over her crack and perineum, testing with my fingers to make sure every last hair and trace of stubble was gone. I couldn't resist pushing the top of my finger into her hole. It was slippery with foam and I slid in easily. She giggled and gripped me tightly.

'You like getting into a girl's arse too?'

'I'd like to get into your arse,' I said without thinking.

She twisted round and looked at me with serious smoky eyes.

'You have the nicest chat-up lines. Come on, wash me off now. And then I need body lotion massaging in, I'm looking forward to that.'

I wiped off the remains of the shaving cream with a flannel and gasped. Pauline's cunt was revealed in all its young nakedness. The skin around was slightly reddened from the shaving, but her pussy lips projected excitingly and her firm little clit stuck out of its hiding place. She craned down.

'Wow, that looks really obscene. I won't be able to keep my hands off it.' she said.

I enjoyed smoothing the slippery cream all over her new nakedness. She was pretty juicy so her fluids got mixed in as well. Then she turned over and let me massage cream into her arse. Again my finger just happened to slip into her tight little anus. I pushed it in and out a few times to check it fitted OK.

Pauline reached round and held my hand. 'You're making me very horny,' she husked. 'What say we try a 69?'

'Are you going to let me cum in your mouth?' My cock was hurting with arousal again.

'I might. If Mum can do it, so can I. ' That seemed to be her motto of the week.

I lay on my back and she squatted over my head, and, craning her neck to watch, lowered her naked pussy slowly down onto my face. The smell of her, familiar from earlier that day, filled my nostrils. I stuck my tongue out and she giggled and carefully docked her cunt onto it, sitting on me so that her slippery labia spread out across my cheeks. She gave a little wriggle to seat herself on me. I swirled my tongue around in her entrance.

Keeping her pussy firmly locked against my face, she bent forward and lay down on me. I felt something hot envelop my cockhead, and realised with a surge of forbidden lust that my own sister was sucking me off. Fortunately my earlier climax meant that I didn't come immediately. I felt her lips sliding up and down my shaft, grazing me every so often with her teeth, and the sensation was so novel and blissful that I forgot to attend to her own needs.

'Suck my clit, you lazy bugger,' she muttered around my cock, and I came back to earth and began to lick and suck her taut little button. We kept it up for half an hour or more, teasing each other to higher and higher planes of excitement. My head grew wet with her juices. Finally I decided that it was time Pauline had an orgasm. I redoubled my vigorous licking of her clit, and reached up and eased a thumb between her lips to lubricate it, then sought out her tautly-stretched anus and pushed gently. I popped in easily, she gave me a tremendous squeeze and then went rigid and began to vibrate. My cock popped out of her mouth and she gave vent to some fierce noises. I could feel my thumb being clenched rhythmically. Warm liquid trickled down the sides of my face.

Even before her climax had ceased, she took my cock in her mouth and began to bob her head up and down on it furiously, squeezing my balls with her fist. Gratefully I let myself climax, the spunk rushing up my aching shaft and into my sister's mouth in fiery spasms. The orgasm lasted for what seemed like ages, but before long I was pumping on empty.

My thumb was still in her arse. I eased it out and we lay panting, dripping with sweat.

'Jesus, that was good,' Pauline gasped. 'I can see why Mum likes it so much.'

'God yes. That was the strongest cum I've ever had.'

'You didn't cum much, though. I was expecting masses.'

'I've already cum twice today, remember.'

'Spose so. It tasted OK, though.'

'Did you swallow it?'

'Naw, I let it trickle out. Still got a bit left, though. Maybe I'll swallow that.'

I felt her do so. 'There, now I'm a real slut.'

'You're great, Pauline,' I said without thinking.

'You're not so bad yourself. Hey, do you swallow my pussy juice?'

'You bet I do, it's lovely.'

She chuckled. We lay there companionably for a while, and I realised that she had gone to sleep on top of me. Fortunately she wasn't too heavy. She was still there in the morning.

 

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