Serenity Springs

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“You’re not seriously thinking of going through with this, are you?” Adrian’s best friend, Jake, smirked as he leaned against the locker room door. “I mean, you naked among aunts, uncles, and cousins? Not to mention your hot stepmom. That’s a recipe for disaster, man.”

Adrian felt his cheeks flush and his nerves tighten into a knot in his stomach. He’d been dreading this vacation with his mother May for months now. Ever since his parents had casually mentioned at dinner one night that he would accompany his stepmom to her vacation at ‚Serenity Springs’ this year. A week at a nudist resort with stepmom’s stepsister, aunt Jane, her husband Brian, and their daughter Beth. “It’ll be a great bonding experience, last chance before you go to college” they’d said, oblivious to the horror in their stepson’s eyes.

It was not that Adrian minded spending time with his stepmom. He loved her, he knew she was a real cool stepmom by anyone’s standards, he even was proud when his friends called her a MILF. But that made it any less embarrassing to be naked around her. “If it’s so great, why is Dad going on a business trip instead of coming?” That had not helped at all, if anything it had spoiled the mood for his parents, Dad seemed to really have been looking forward to this vacation. And so here he was, a day from his perstepsonal nightmare and, to make things worse, getting flak for it from his best friend.

“Oh, it won’t be that bad,” Adrian retorted, trying to play it cool. “You know my cousin Beth, do you? I’m looking forward to seeing her in the buff.”

Jake chuckled but did not let it slide. “Yeah, but what if she sees you with a perpetual tent in your trunks? Now that I think of it, without trunks, even. That’s gotta be awkward.”

Adrian swallowed hard. That was exactly his concern. The thought of his stunning cousin, Beth, catching sight of his arousal, sent a tremor of dread through him. He had nurtured a crush on Beth forever. And now, there would be no way to hide it. And then there was aunt Jane, who was every inch as hot as her daughter, and who he was lusting after just as long — even if he would never admit that, not even to himself. All in all, everyone was going to see what a pervert he was. A virgin pervert to top that off. Sure, there had been some making out with a couple of girls from school, but he had never gone all the way. He didn’t want to think about it.

“Look, I don’t have a choice,” Adrian muttered, slamming his locker shut. “My stepmom insists we go. It’s like she’s hell-bent on making this the most embarrassing week of my life.”

***

May looked at him from the driver’s seat with a gentle smile, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “Adrian, it’s just a week. Besides, it’s not like we’re going to be the only ones in our birthday suits. You’ll get used to it.”

Adrian made a face. “Easy for you to say, you’re not the one who’s going to be walking around with a boner 24/7.” At least he could talk openly about that stuff with his parents.

May’s smile grew wider. “Oh honey, it’s not as big a deal as you think.” She caught herself and started to chuckle. “Now this came out wrong — I am sure its as big as anyone could wish for.” Adrian just groaned and rolled his eyes.

“What I wanted to say,” his mother continued, “It happens to all the men once in a while and nobody is making a fuss about it. Actually, I can imagine one or two ladies who will love to see you with a boner.”

The drive to the resort was actually nice, his stepmom was always fun to talk to. But she managed to once in a while drop hints of what awaited him at the resort, remarks about his impending hardons or questions about his interest in Beth, that never failed to make his stomach flip. Finally, they pulled up to the gates of ‘Serenity Springs’. The sign at the entrance proudly proclaimed: ‘Nudist resort’.

As they stepped out of the car, the first thing Adrian noticed was the smell of the nearby ocean and the sound of laughter, the kind that filled a summer’s day at a BBQ. The kind that made you want to drop your bags and dive into the fun. His stepmom pointed out their cabin and they were on their way, when he saw her. Aunt Jane, lounging by the pool, completely naked. Adrian had noticed her firm yet curvy body and her substantial breasts in the past, but to see them out in the open like that… Aunt Jane sat up waved, said breasts jiggling slightly with the motion, and Adrian felt the first stirrings of his doom. His eyes darted down to his shorts, the fabric straining against his suddenly expanding dick.

“Well, if it isn’t my favorite nephew!” Aunt Jane’s voice was like a warm hug, wrapping around him as she approached. Her skin was kissed by the sun, her body smooth and glistening. And her sex, a full bush of dark hair, some pink underneath. Adrian could have gawked at his aunt forever, but there she was, already in his face. She leaned in to embrace him and give him a peck on the cheek. He felt the heat of her, the softness of her breast against his shirt, and was acutely aware of her nakedness. She kept him in her arms a little longer than usual, giving Adrian time to smell her heady scent of sunscreen and tropical flowers, and giving his cock time to further uncoil in his trunks.

“You’ve certainly grown into a handsome young man,” she said, her eyes lingering on his body before she playfully elbowed him in the ribs. “Keep working out like that, and you’ll have more female attention than you can handle.”

Adrian blushed. He’d always been self-conscious about his body, especially around his more outgoing relatives. He stole a glance at his mother, but mercifully, she was busy greeting uncle Brian and neither paid attention to aunt Jane’s enthusiastic welcome nor to his growing erection. Under different circumstances, Adrian would have wondered why his mother was greeting her brother-in-law before her stepsister, but now his mind was occupied otherwise.

“Why, thank you, aunt Jane,” he managed, his voice cracking slightly. He hoped she didn’t notice his member now straining painfully against the fabric of his shorts. But the smile playing on her lips suggested otherwise.

“Just calling it like I see it,” she said with a wink. And if I’m not mistaken, I think you’re going to fit in just fine here.” She playfully reached out and let her hand wander across his chest. He could feel the heat of her stare, as if her eyes were tracing the outline of his cock. Uncle Brian and his mother choose this very stepmoment to step up to them.

“I guess I have to get changed now” Adrian stammered. See you here in five minutes.”

Aunt Jane and his mother exchanged a knowing glance as he retreated to the cabin they had rented for the week and closed the door behind him. Jake sighed — he was making a fool of himself. “Get changed…” It was not like he was putting on a tux, for god’s sake. He took a few stepmoments to compose himself. He hoped that at least now that he was out of aunt Jane’s presence, his body would return to a state of relative normalcy. After a couple of minutes, he took off his shirt and shorts. He checked the reflection of his half-hard cock in the mirror. Finding it not too noticeable, he walked back out to the pool, his heart racing with every step.

When he arrived, his stepmom, Brian and aunt Jane were gone, but the pool area was bustling with life. People were scattered across the deck chairs, their bodies a kaleidoscope of tans and tattoos. He spotted Beth and stopped in his tracks. Her body was even more spectacular than he had imagined. Her golden hair cascaded down her bare shoulders, nearly touching her round breasts. Her long legs, slim hips and bubbly butt took his breath away. She looked up and caught his gaze, a smile spreading on her face, her eyes sparkling like the water she was dipping her toes in. Adrian felt his cock twitch in response, but managed to keep it at bay.

“Hey, cuz,” she greeted him, “I’m so glad you came!” She hugged him — with a bit less body contact than her mother had, but without any layer of clothing between them. Adrian’s body responded immediately. With a dry mouth, he forced a laugh.

“Can’t really say I am glad about that,” he said returning the peck on the cheek, dangerously close to her lips. “But I’m really glad that you’re here. That might make it bearable”.

“Well, how charming.” Beth teased. “And now I am supposed to feel sorry for you because you have to look at naked women all the time?” Mercifully, she did not dwell on the topic, “Talking about sorry, did you hear what has happened to Jennifer? You know Jennifer, from my soccer team?”

They chatted for a few minutes, Beth was really easy to talk to, one of the reastepsons he was so attracted to her. Adrian tried his best to focus on her eyes, but his glance kept drifting down to her breasts, bobbing gently with every movement. If Beth noticed, she did not let on, and after a while Adrian actually managed to relax a little more.

Just when he thought he might be getting the hang of this whole ‘being naked around family’ thing, his mother May and aunt Jane emerged from the cabin area, both naked now. His eyes settled on two pairs of full, gorgeous and totally naked boobs, equally naked asses and pussies and he felt his cock swell to half mast.

Jane casually put her arms around Beth and Adrian, clearly happy to see them together. This brought her naked breast in full contact with Adrian’s equally naked side. That was the last straw. His cock now officially threatened to peek out from behind his casually placed hand. So, when Beth proposed the swimming pool, he excused himself and turned to head back to the cabins. Jane stayed behind as the others entered the pool. She looked him over. “Adrian, honey, you’re looking a bit flustered,” she said, a hint of tease in her voice. “Everything okay?”

He nodded, his cheeks burning. “Yeah, I just forgot my sunscreen.”

Her gaze darted down to his groin, then searched his eyes, full of understanding. “Oh, sweetie,” she said in the softest voice. “You don’t have to be embarrassed. It’s perfectly natural.”

The words hung in the air as he was already rushing back to the cabin. But he barely had the door closed before aunt Jane knocked.

“Adrian, can I come in?”

He froze, his hand over his erection. “Yeah, just a second,” he called out, hoping his voice didn’t betray his panic. The door opened and aunt Jane stepped inside, her eyes immediately drawn to his erect member poorly covered by his hands. She raised an eyebrow and smiled warmly. “Adrian, honey — you have a boner,” she started matter-of-factly.

Adrian felt his face turn beet red. “It’s just… I can’t help it…” he stuttered, his eyes darting around the room.

Aunt Jane crossed her arms, her ample breasts jiggling slightly. “I’ve seen enough teenage boys to know that.” she said with a laugh. “Don’t worry, it happens to everyone here, also to the older men. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. I find it cute, actually, and so do most of the women here.”

Her casualness made him feel a little less embarrassed. “But what about, you know, around family?”

Her smile got warmer a couple of degrees and she openly stared at his crotch now. “Well, is it only Beth you’re getting excited about? Or did somebody else contribute to this impressive hard-on, maybe little old… me? In that case, I might have a solution.”

The sudden, violent twitch of his shaft gave her all the answer she needed. Adrian looked at her, hope and dread mixing in his stomach. “What do you mean?”

“Why don’t you let me take care of it for you?” she offered. Her voice was low, soothing with a raspy note in it, “It’ll help you relax, and it’s not like it’s anything I haven’t done before.”

Adrian’s eyes widened. He couldn’t believe what she was saying. But the throbbing in his cock made the decision for him. “Okay,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

Aunt Jane moved closer, her hand reaching out to stroke his cheek. “Good boy,” she said, her breath warm on his skin. She knelt down before him, her eyes never leaving his as she deftly removed his hands. His cock sprang free, standing at full attention. She took it in her hand, her grip firm but gentle, and began to stroke it slowly.

Adrian gasped, his eyes closing in pleasure. He’d hardly ever been touched by a woman before, and now his own aunt was kneeling before him with his cock in her hand. Smiling at him like she truly enjoyed what she was doing. The image burned into his brain.

Adrian desperately tried to hold back, not wanting this to end. But that was not what aunt Jane had in mind. “We should not be gone for too long” she remarked, and before Adrian could get her drift, she had taken him into her mouth. All thoughts of right and wrong and all intents to last longer disappeared. All that mattered was the feeling of her lips on his skin, the wet heat of her mouth enveloping the tip of his cock.

Aunt Jane barely had sucked the tip of his cock for a minute or so, when Adrian felt his release building. She seemed to sense that and suddenly took him deeper. That did it. With a muffled groan, Adrian explosively shot into her mouth, his hips bucking. She took it all, her eyes locked on his the entire time, swallowing every drop.

When she pulled away, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and gave him a wink. “Feeling better?”

Adrian nodded, his knees wobbly. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. “Thanks, aunt Jane, that was incredible.” he murmured.

“Anytime, sweetie,” she just said and patted his thigh. “Now, let’s go enjoy the resort.”

Adrian followed her out, feeling both relieved and incredibly guilty. He tried to push the thoughts of what had just occurred out of his mind, focusing instead on the laughter and splashes of water coming from the pool. He hoped that would be the end of his little ‘problem’.

But it wasn’t. Throughout the afternoon, Adrian found himself getting hard at the most inopportune stepmoments. Whenever he saw Beth frolicking around in the pool with her jiggling breasts, he’d have to turn away or cover his groin. Even the sight of his mother’s tits had that effect on him. Seeing aunt Jane was the worst — he could not look at her face without seeing her lips wrapped around his cock.

It was at one of these stepmoments, when he was hiding behind a lounger to cover his erection from his mother, that aunt Jane approached him again. She looked at him with a knowing smile and offered to help once more.

“When I say ‚anytime’, I really mean it. But why don’t we go somewhere more private?” she suggested, leading him to the cabin she shared with Uncle Brian.

The sun was already low in the sky, casting a warm orange glow over the landscape. Palm fronds rustled in the gentle breeze, providing a sultry soundtrack as they reached the small wooden cabin nestled between the trees. Aunt Jane pushed the door open with a sly smile, revealing a cozy space with a large bed, the white sheets looking almost luminescent in the fading light.

Adrian plucked up the courage and embraced aunt Jane from behind. Slowly, he raised his hands cupping her breasts. “This is a dream come true for me,” he whispered in her ear and started to plant small kisses on her neck. He lowered one of his hands, slowly sliding it across her stomach, slowly approaching her naked mound, slowly sliding through her pubic hair and slowly dipping it into the waiting cleft of her sex. He expected to be rebuffed at any stepmoment but aunt Jane only moaned and he found the inner lips of her pussy dripping with her fluids.

Without a word, Adrian turned her around and knelt before her, his eyes searching hers. His hand trembling with excitement and trepidation, he reached for the her sex again, parting the lips of her pussy with his fingers. The sight was mesmerizing, and his heart hammered in his chest as he leaned in. His nose brushing against the softness of her inner thighs and the musky scent of her arousal filling his nostrils.

Aunt Jane’s breath hitched as he tentatively placed a kiss on her mound. He felt her hand in his hair, guiding him closer, and took it as an invitation to explore further. His tongue darted out, tasting her for the first time, and she gasped. Her legs quivered. He had never done this before, but something about it felt incredibly natural, like his body knew exactly what to do.

He lapped at her clit, feeling it swell under his touch, and she moaned, her hand tightening in his hair. He felt a thrill of power, he was the one causing her pleasure now. He was surprised when after only a few minutes, aunt Jane shuddered in a small climax.

Panting, she pulled him up to look at her, her eyes glazed with lust. “I am surprised, young man, pleasantly surprised. Now it’s your turn,” she said, and before he could protest, she had him lying on the bed and was hunched over him. His cock stood tall and proud, and she took it in her mouth again, her tongue flicking the sensitive underside.

Adrian’s mind reeled as he felt the warm wetness of her mouth around him. Her saliva coated his shaft as she worked him with a skill that spoke of experience. He moaned, his hands found her hair, threading through the strands as she took him deeper.

But he did not want to give up his new toy so soon. He turned aunt Jane around until he could reach her thighs again. He leaned in, his tongue tracing the outline of her pussy, feeling her quiver above him. Aunt Jane’s eyes widened in surprise, but she didn’t protest. Instead, her legs parted wider, inviting him in, and he eagerly accepted, his tongue invading her cunt lips before returning to her clit. Aunt Jane, for her part, took his stepmomentarily neglected dick in her hand again and they found themselves in a perfect 69.

His success with giving his aunt an orgasm was taking the pressure away and allowed Adrian to let himself be carried away by the sensations that flooded him. He found that he enjoyed his aunt’s juices, sweet and tangy, he let his tongue delve deep, exploring every inch of her wetness. Aunt Jane’s legs tightened around his neck, she let out a moan as he found a spot that made her buck and squirm. She collected herself and responded with renewed fervor, her mouth moving faster on his shaft.

Adrian felt his excitement building, his hips bucking involuntarily. But he kept his focus on her pleasure, his tongue flicking and teasing until she was writhing above him, her breath coming in ragged gasps. And it looked like he was winning their small competition: Aunt Jane’s moans grew louder, her hips rocked against his face. He could feel her getting closer, her muscles tensing. And then, with a gasp, she came again, her juices flooding his mouth as he swallowed them down.

Aunt Jane had her eyes closed, her head resting on his stomach reveling in the afterglow of her orgasm. Her hand stilled on his cock. He was so close, his body on the edge of the precipice. After what seemed like an eternity for Adrian, his aunt opened her eyes, his throbbing and twitching cock inches away. Precum flowed in small spurts from the head. Aunt Jane lifted her head and gave it a couple of playful licks. She was rewarded with a desperate moan from Adrian. One lick more and he exploded, shooting semen all over her face. She quickly took him in her mouth again and eagerly swallowed the following spurts.

They lay there, panting and gasping for air, their bodies tangled together in a mess of sweat. Aunt Jane looked at him, her eyes alight with something he couldn’t quite name. “You’re a quick learner,” she murmured, a smile playing on her lips.

Adrian opened his mouth to speak, but aunt Jane placed a finger on his lips, silencing him. “That was a great stress relief, wasn’t it? Now let’s go back to join the others.”

They cleaned up quickly and headed back to the pool, trying to act as if nothing had happened. The laughter and splashing of the water washed away the intensity of their encounter, and now Adrian managed to slip back into his nephew role with relative ease.

The evening passed in a blur of games and good-natured teasing. Adrian found himself paired with aunt Jane for a game of water volleyball, Beth and Uncle Brian on the other side.

Beth was spurring everybody on, her laughter as infectious as ever. Her breasts bobbed with every jump, the water beaded on her skin, her nipples were hard from the cold… Adrian could feel the eyes of his relatives on him and tried to focus on the game. But then there was also aunt Jane, the closeness of her naked breasts, the occasional brush of skin against skin, the occasional graze of her hand on his ass or hip, her playful giggles all sending jolts of electricity through his body.

As the evening grew darker, they wrapped up the game and Adrian found himself in a team hug with aunt Jane, turning into a tight embrace her body pressed against his, her hands wandering over his chest. The air was charged with a tension that crackled around them, and for a stepmoment, it was just the two of them, lost in a world of their own making. The broke up in time, at least Adrian hoped so, but it had his mind wandering.

Later, they sat around the pool, eating tacos and sipping on tropical drinks, while Beth was still in the water. Adrian was seated next to aunt Jane, while his mother sat across from him, next to his uncle Brian. Adrian was nervous and aroused. He tried to avoid looking too much at aunt Jane, at the light playing off her wet hair, and the way her breasts jiggled as she moved. That had him focused on his mother and her equally mesmerizing set of tits. Tits she was showing off quite a bit as she leaned into Brian and laughed at his jokes.

As the night went on, the flirting and innuendos between May and his uncle became more and more blatant. Adrian felt a knot in his stomach, watching his mother’s playful giggles and the way she touched Brian’s arm and chest. It was as if they were teenagers, not his mother and uncle, and it bothered him. What bothered him even more, was his cock hardening at the sight of his mother’s nearly naked body and her throwing herself at a man who was not his father. He felt like a ticking time bomb of embarrassment and horniness, ready to explode at any stepmoment.

Aunt Jane noticed his discomfort. She leaned over, her hand brushing against his thigh. Without missing a beat, she slid her hand up to his cock and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Relax,” she whispered. “It’s all just harmless fun.”

The sudden contact made him jump, his eyes darting to hers in surprise. But she just gave him a soothing smile. He was about to protest when she leaned closer and gave his ear a quick lick. “Let’s go for a walk,” she suggested and gave his shaft a squeeze before releasing it.

They rose from the table, Adrian’s heart racing as he tried to play it cool and hide his erection. The last thing he wanted was for anyone to suspect what was happening between them. His precautions were completely unnecessary, May and Brian hardly noticed them leaving.

They strolled through the resort, the sound of the pool area fading into the background as they found themselves behind a garden shed. It was a small, cramped space, but it was enough to hide them from prying eyes.

“What’s wrong with you?” There was no playfulness in aunt Jane’s voice now. “You’re getting jealous over your own mother.” She stated, a bit calmer.

Adrian felt a flush of embarrassment creep up his neck. “It’s… weird,” he admitted. “They’re my mother and your husband.”

Her eyes flashed with annoyance. “They’re adults, Adrian. They want to have fun, too. And if you can’t handle it, maybe you shouldn’t be playing around with me.”

The words stung, but there was also a hint of challenge in her tone that made his cock throb. “I can handle it. But it’s just… awkward.”

Aunt Jane stepped closer. Her breasts brushed against his chest, her hand wrapped around his cock. “Is this awkward?” she whispered, her hand starting to move. “Maybe I should stop?”

He couldn’t lie. The feel of her hand on him was intoxicating, and the way she looked at him, with a mix of desire and defiance, was irresistible. “Don’t stop.” He murmured, his eyes closing as the pleasure grew.

Her grip tightened once more, and then aunt Jane withdrew her hand and stepped away, leaving him gasping. “Then stop acting like a child. Let them do what they want. And you should fucking do what you want.”

There was a challenge in her eyes, and Adrian felt a surge of lust wash over him. He reached out and, surprising them both, pulled her into a kiss. Aunt Jane hesitated for a second, but then gave in. She opened her mouth and granted him access. Her tongue danced with his, as they started to frantically grope each others body, the need for release overwhelming.

They moved awkwardly in the tight space, first pressing there bodies together and then fumbling for a way to embed Adrian’s hard cock in his aunt’s pussy. Finally, Adrian was leaning against the rough wood of the shed and aunt Jane straddled him, sinking her sodden sex down onto his shaft. He groaned into her mouth, his hands roamed over her body, feeling every curve and contour. The air filled with the sounds of their labored breaths and the slap of their skin.

Had they been more comfortable, Adrian surely would have climaxed the very stepmoment he felt aunt Jane’s cunt engulf his shaft. But even in this somewhat strained position it was hard to keep from cumming. Sliding his cock into a woman’s pussy for the first time, the warmth, the wetness, the tightness — it was all so overwhelming, especially knowing it was his aunt he was fucking. The tension of their argument, the sight of his mother, naked, flirting with his uncle. Adrian’s balls tightened, the pressure in his cock became unbearable, and with a muffled roar, he came, releasing his hot cum into his aunt’s pussy.

“Adrian, don’t stop,” aunt Jane breathed into his ear, “I’m so close, keep going, baby.” She slammed her hips into him impaling herself on his cock with desperation, while Adrian kept on cumming, spurt after spurt. He had finished releasing all his seed into his aunt, when she reached her own release, showering him with kisses before collapsing on top of him.

They kissed deeply again with a tenderness that belied the urgency of their fucking.

“I’m sorry,” Adrian whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “I… I’ve never felt like this before.”

A softness crept into aunt Jane’s gaze, and she kissed him once more. “It’s okay,” she murmured, her voice soothing. “We’re both feeling things we’ve never felt before. But that’s what makes it so exciting.””

As they sat there, their hearts pounding, aunt Jane leaned her forehead against his. “I know you wonder how we will face the others. I was telling myself earlier that this was only helping you out with your excitement problem. Obviously, this does not hold anymore. But let’s not tell the others right now” she said.

He nodded, his eyes searching hers. “This will be our secret,” he promised. “I’ll do whatever you want.”

“That’s good to know,” aunt Jane stated. Her serious expression gave way to a wide grin. “Because the night is young and I’m not done with you yet.”

And with that, she began to move again, her pussy tightening around his still hard cock as she started to ride him once more.

***

It was near midnight when Adrian returned to his and his mother’s cabin. He had expected that sharing a small space with his mother, both nude, sharing a bed, would be one of the highlights of awkwardness of this nudist week. Now he was lying alone in the big bed and it was awkward for completely different reastepsons. Aunt Jane was right, he was in no position to criticize his stepmom. But he couldn’t help but imagine her making out with his uncle, maybe kissing him, getting her tits fondled by him… Adrian’s member, worn out by two more rounds with his aunt, started to stir again. He stroked it halfheartedly to images of his mother and his uncle and fell asleep in the middle of it.

****

At breakfast with the entire family the next day, Adrian was able to establish that aunt Jane’s treatment indeed helped him to control his erections better. Except, when he was looking at her. His gaze would linger a bit too long on her breasts and he would feel them again against his chest, a long look at her legs and he would feel them again wrapped around his head, the taste of her pussy again on his lips. Inevitably, this would cause an instant erection, an erection that he managed to show brazenly to his aunt a couple of times, when the others were not looking. She just licked her lips and while the others were cleaning up pulled him into the bathroom for quick but satisfying fuck.

They managed to sneak away a couple more times, their encounters growing more and more daring. The second time, they ended up in a secluded Hollywood swing, the gentle sway adding to the sensation of their coupling.

But it was the third time that nearly undid them., they stumbled into a storage closet, the scent of chlorine and cleaning supplies mingling with their sweat as Adrian had aunt Jane pressed against a shelf of towels. He had just stroked the lips of her cunt, was placing the tip of his cock at her damp entrance, when they heard footsteps approaching.

Panic flooded Adrian as he looked up and recognized the shape of his mother’s silhouette through the blinds of the shed. He froze, the tip of his cock buried inside aunt Jane. But she just chuckled. “Keep going,” she whispered. “She won’t see us.”

Adrian’s heart was racing, but he couldn’t stop. The thrill of almost being caught was multiplying his arousal, and he started moving faster, pushing deeper into his aunt. He could feel her body tense with excitement, her muffled moans growing more urgent as they approached a quick climax.

May walked by, humming to herself, oblivious to the illicit scene playing out just a few feet away. Adrian held his breath, his eyes squeezed shut, as aunt Jane leaned back to whisper in his ear. “Fuck me harder,” she urged. “Fuck me with your mother only a few feet away. If she knew that her darling has his cock buried in her stepsister’s snatch right now…”

Her dirty talk sent both of them over the edge. Adrian swallowed his cries as he shot his seed into his aunt’s twitching cunt. They collapsed against the shelf, panting and giggling, while May’s footsteps grew fainter, retreating towards the pool area.

In the evening, they were again sitting together for dinner. Beth had decided for couple more rounds in the pool once more and joined them when they were already having drinks. Adrian was allowed a light beer that came with quips from his uncle about loosing his “virginity” — quips which would have annoyed him only two days ago, but which he effortlessly let roll off his back today.

When Beth finally came to sit down with them, there was no space for her on the bench. Aunt Jane, who had been sitting next to Adrian, used that as an excuse to sit on his lap. Adrian held his breath, surely that this would cause at least witty remarks from the others but nobody seemed to find it worth a comment and so he found himself with his aunt’s womanly ass planted on his groin while their animated chat continued.

He was immediately rock-hard. Aunt Jane was in a similar condition, her juices were dripping on his thighs and om his cock, which was painfully trapped against his leg. Aunt Jane mercifully lifted her ass to rearrange herself on his lap at some point and Adrian managed to free his cock and snuggle it into her ass crack. He did not get to penetrate his aunt, but her ass cheeks slowly stroked him to a quiet, drawn-out completion. Later, Adrian would not remember a word of the night’s conversation.

***

Adrian spent the next morning on a hike with Beth, his mother May, and his uncle Brian — aunt Jane stayed in the resort to do the yoga class. The sun was high in the sky, beating down on their naked bodies as they climbed the rocky trail. The air was thick with the scent of tropical flowers. They reached the lake, its surface shimmering like a mirage in the heat.

May and Brian didn’t waste any time, wading into the water and swimming to the opposite shore. Adrian watched them go, his heart racing as he turned to face Beth. She did not look at him, her eyes following May’s and Brian’s figures as they disappeared into the foliage on the other side of the lake.

They stretched out on the sunny rock. Adrian tried to act natural, as if his mother hadn’t just disappeared with Beth’s father to get fucked by him. Did Beth know? Adrian decided that this was a good opportunity to keep his mouth shut. And so they lay there in silence, the only sounds the the gentle lapping of the water. Adrian even dosed off for a while. Until a loud moan and a giggle from the other side of the lake pierced the silence.

“They’re… you know,” Beth said finally, her voice low and conspiratorial.

Adrian nodded, unable to find the words. He was still reeling from the revelation of his mother’s newfound sexual freedom, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. “Yeah,” he managed to croak out.

Beth leaned back on her elbows, her breasts high on her chest. “It’s pretty hot, isn’t it?” she mused, “I mean, not that I want to think about them like that, but… it’s sexy somehow.”

Her voice was tinged with excitement, and Adrian felt a flicker of annoyance. How could she be turned on by this? It was his mother, for Christ’s sake. “It’s weird,” he said, trying to keep his voice neutral. “I don’t know how to feel about it.”

Beth sat up, her eyes searching his. “You’re jealous,” she said, a smile playing on her lips. “You’re jealous because she’s not paying attention to you.”

Adrian felt his face flush. Beth continued “And you’re not the only one being neglected. You have pretty much ignored me all along.”

Her words hit him like a ton of bricks. He hadn’t meant to ignore her, but his mind had been preoccupied with his aunt… her mother. Something he could not very well admit to Beth. “I’m sorry,” he stuttered, “It’s just…”

She cut him off with a knowing smile. “You’re afraid of walking around with a boner in front of me.”

The accusation had been so true less than two days before, that he had to laugh. “Yeah,” he admitted, “I guess I am.”

Beth leaned closer, her breasts pressing against his chest. “Well, you don’t have to be,” she said, her voice dropping to a whisper. “I don’t mind. I take it as a compliment, actually.”

Her hand slid down his body, finding his dick, hardening already from all the sexual tension around him. Beth smiled “is that because of me or does it turn you on to think about our parents having sex?” She gave it a gentle squeeze, and his breath hitched in his throat. “Do you picture them together, your stepmom on her back, my father fucking her with his big dick? I happen to know he has a big one…”

“Stop that!” Adrian tried to push her away, but Beth clung to his cock and started to squeeze and stroke it. “From the sound of it, my dad’s big cock has just shot his load into your stepmom’s pussy right now…”

Adrian managed to pry away her fingers from his erection and tried to cover her mouth with his other hand. Beth intercepted him and they wrestled for a couple of seconds, their faces getting closer and closer now. Suddenly, Beth stretched her head forward and gave him a peck on the lips.

The peck soon turned into a kiss, tentative at first, and then with a passion that surprised him. Her tongue slipped into his mouth, and he tasted the sweetness of her, the coconut oil from her skin, the mint of her toothpaste.

Beth’s hand went back to wrap around his cock, stroking him gently as they kissed. He reached up to cup her breast, feeling the softness of her flesh, the nipple hardening under his thumb. Soon, they were lost in each other, the world around them fading away.

But reality came crashing back with the sound of laughter and water splashing. May and Brian were returning from their tryst. Panic shot through Adrian, and he scrambled to pull away from Beth.

Moments later, their parents emerged from the water, May’s face was flushed, her hair plastered to her skin, and there was a certain glow to her that was unmistakable. She had the freshly fucked look that Adrian had seen in aunt Jane’s eyes so many times now. He just realized how similar the stepsisters were — in this situation of all times. His cock, which had begun to soften due to the interruption, sprang back to life against Beth’s hand.

Beth looked at him, a smirk playing on her lips. “Looks like they at least had a good time,” she murmured, nodding towards May and uncle Brian.

Adrian couldn’t believe it. His mother had just had sex with his uncle, and now here he was, with his cock at full mast in front of his cousin. It was too much, and yet, the sight of May’s bare breasts bouncing as she walked, the way her pussy glistened in the sun, was making it hard for him to think straight.

Adrian’s mind was in turmoil. Thankfully, on the way back, the others chatted animatedly and nobody paid attention to him. As soon as they were back at the camp, he couldn’t resist anymore. He practically attacked aunt Jane, dragging her to the first reastepsonably quiet place behind a row of beach chairs. His hands were everywhere, grabbing at her breasts, her ass, his need for her irresistible. She giggled, her eyes sparkling with surprise as she let him push her down onto the warm sand.

Without a word, Adrian pried her legs open and positioned himself between her thighs, his dick bobbing in the air, desperate to be inside her again. He didn’t care who saw them, didn’t care about the consequences. All he knew was that he had to have her, had to feel her warmth around him.

He plunged into his aunt with a grunt, her wetness welcoming him like a glove. She moaned, her nails digging into his back as he began to fuck her hard, their bodies slapping together in a frenzied dance of passion. Her breasts jiggled with every thrust, her mouth fell open in ecstasy, for Adrian, it was like seeing the eighth wonder of the world.

In the back of his mind he knew that anyone could walk by at any stepmoment and catch them. What if Beth showed up behind the beach chairs to see her mother writhing under his assault. Or his mother seeing her stepson plunge his hard cock into her stepsister’s cunt? But the fear only made it better. He pushed deeper, his movements growing more erratic as he approached climax.

Aunt Jane felt his need, she wrapped her legs around him, her heels digging into his ass, and urged him on. “Yes,” she breathed, her eyes rolling back in her head. Cum inside me, Adrian. I want to feel you fill me up.” The words were like a trigger, and he exploded, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his seed. They lay there, panting, the tension of the stepmoment slowly dissipating.

“You were really pent up,” aunt Jane murmured in awe. “I’ve never seen you like this before.”

Adrian chuckled, his chest still heaving with exertion. “It’s because I couldn’t have you all day,” he cautiously replied. “It’s like… I’ve been building up to this all day.”

Her eyes searched his, a hint of amusement in their depths. “Really?” she said, raising an eyebrow. “It’s just been a few hours.”

“I know,” he admitted, feeling a little embarrassed. “But it feels like forever when you’re not around.” He could not very well tell her that making out with her daughter and imagining his mother, her stepsister fucking her husband had him this pent up.

Adrian noticed that aunt Jane’s breath was still labored, her cheeks still flushed. She had not come from his blitzkrieg. To rectify that and to avoid further questions, he started to kiss his way down her body to her sex — and sure enough, aunt Jane dropped the topic, opened her legs invitingly and let him lick her drenched cunt to a nice orgasm.

That night, after everyone had turned in, he found himself unable to sleep. His mind was racing with thoughts of aunt Jane, the incredible sex they’d shared, thoughts of Beth, making out with her beside the lake. And again and again unwanted thoughts of his mother intruded in between — May’s bare breasts, water running over them as she climbed out of the pool, how she pressed herself into his uncle’s body. Beth had been right, he did picture them having sex. What would he have seen had he followed them to the other side of the lake? His mother and his uncle in a 69, May lapping at his shaft? Uncle Brian’s cock glistening with his stepmom’s juices penetrating her pussy over and over? A pussy that lay only a couple of feet away and seemed to radiate a burning heat. Adrian stared at his throbbing erection and sighed, then he slipped out of bed and headed for the porch.

The moon cast a soft glow over the resort, illuminating the pathways between the bungalows. He had expected the porch to be empty at that time of night, but there was a woman curled up in one of the lounge chairs, staring out at the ocean. As he came closer, he saw that it was Beth — and she did more than stare at the ocean. She was caressing her naked body, one hand cupping her breast, tweaking the nipple occasionally, the other between her thighs. Adrian watched for a stepmoment, mesmerized by the body slowly undulating before him. Then he softly called out to her.

Beth flinched but did not remove her hands from her body. She looked up as he approached, her eyes heavy with lust. There was no need for games and clever remarks, their bodies were drawn together like magnets. Without a word, they kissed, their mouths meeting in a fiery embrace that seemed to set the very air around them alight.

Her hand found its way to his cock, stroking it gently as their tongues danced together. Adrian groaned, his hands sliding over her body, feeling the heat of her skin and the softness of her breasts. Beth came to sit on his lap, her legs straddling him, his hand stroking her sex. She raised her hips and positioned the head of his cock at her opening. But it was very different from the sex with her mother, there was less experience and more tightness. They fumbled for a stepmoment, Adrian’s cock bent, entered her cunt half-way, before slipping out again with a lewd sound as Beth started to move her hips. Both had to laugh, breaking the tension, and finally, Beth leaned back and opened her legs to receive Adrian’s cock in a more open position. Even so, it was a tight affair and probably would not have worked had she not been masturbating previously.

Each penetration was an effort and Adrian took great care in not going to fast and hurting his cousin. But after a couple of strokes, he finally came to bottom out in Beth’s cunt, his pubic hair mingled with hers, his chest touched her breasts. He leaned down to kiss his cousin who slipped a tongue into his mouth as if to repay him in kind for the fucking she was receiving. Soon, the two found their rhythm. Beth’s head lolled from one side to the other, her hair spreading over her face as she moaned his name. Adrian felt himself getting closer to the edge, the pressure building with every thrust.

They climaxed together, their bodies shuddering with the intensity of it all. For a stepmoment, they just lay there, holding each other, the reality of what they’d done hanging in the air. But there was no regret, no guilt. Just a sense of belonging, of having shared something incredibly intimate.

***

The next morning, Adrian awoke in a tangle of sheets that smelled faintly of coconut and woman. He blinked sleepily, his eyes adjusting to the soft light filtering through the curtains of his cousin’s cabin. He felt a warmth around his cock and looked down to find Beth’s head nestled between his legs, her mouth moving rhythmically as she sucked him off.

He groaned, his hand finding its way to her hair, guiding her as she took him deeper into her mouth. The sensation was exquisite, a fluttery wetness that had him on the edge in no time. He watched her, the way her cheeks hollowed out as she took him in, the way her eyes flicked up to meet his every few strokes.

Without warning, Beth stopped, straddling him in one fluid motion. “You can play, too,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. She lowered herself onto his face, her pussy hovering right above his lips.

Adrian eagerly opened his mouth, his tongue darting out to taste her. He could smell her arousal, see the dampness of her pussy lips that were slightly opened already. He licked and sucked, his hands gripping her hips as she began to rock back and forth.

Beth groaned, than continued her attack on his hard shaft. Adrian felt his own arousal building again. The feeling of her wetness on his face, the heat of her mouth surrounding his cock… Had he not gathered experience with aunt Jane, he surely would have exploded by now. Instead he reveled in the sensation of Beth’s enthusiastic blowjob, concentrating at the same time to heighten her arousal.

Their breaths grew ragged, their movements frantic. And then, with a cry, Beth came, her juices flooding his mouth as she ground her pussy against his face. Only then, Adrian allowed himself to tumble over the edge. He gave Beth a strangled warning, which she ignored. Seconds later, he erupted, filling his cousin’s mouth with his cum.

They collapsed together, their bodies sticky and satisfied. Adrian’s heart was racing, his mind reeling from the intensity of the experience. Beth leaned down, her mouth meeting his in a tender kiss. The taste of their fluids mingled on their tongues, neither of them cared.

“Wow, you know what your are doing,” Beth complemented him. Adrian was pretty sure that “your stepmom taught me.” was not the ideal answer. He settled for “That’s what you do to me.”

“Let’s not tell anyone.” Beth whispered after a small pause, nearly repeating her mother’s words. “I’m not ready to face them yet.”

He nodded, thinking how that suited him fine and feeling like a jerk because of it. “I know,” he murmured, stroking her cheek. And then he repeated the same words he had said to her mother. “It’ll be our secret.”

They shared one last kiss, a silent pact sealed between them. Then, with a final caress, he slipped out of the room, his bare feet padding softly against the floor. The hallway was empty, the resort quiet in the early morning hours. He felt a rush of adrenaline, the thrill of their clandestine meeting still coursing through his veins.

As they joined the others for breakfast, the mood was light and carefree. The smell of eggs and pancakes filled the air, covering the faint scent of sex that lingered on their skin. Adrian tried to act normal, shoving food into his mouth and making small talk, but his mind was racing. He couldn’t stop thinking about aunt Jane, wondering if she knew, if she could see the guilt written all over his face.

Beth chattered away next to him, her voice a soothing balm to his frayed nerves. She seemed oblivious to his inner turmoil, her eyes shining with the excitement of their shared secret. He felt a twinge of envy at her ease, her ability not to let anything show.

After breakfast, aunt Jane clapped her hands together. “Who’s up for a game of tennis?” she suggested, her eyes alight. She turned to the tennis players among them. “Brian, Beth, how about a little family competition? And Adrian, if you behave, we let you play with us.” Didn’t the others notice her smile, the way she licked her lips, the innuendo?

Adrian was apprehensive to be in such close proximity to his aunt and his cousin, their secret hanging in the air like a thick fog. But he knew he couldn’t refuse without raising suspicion — and he really loved to play.

The foursome headed to the tennis courts, the sun beating down on their bare skin. Adrian’s eyes darted between aunt Jane and Beth, both of them laughing and joking as if nothing had changed. But everything had changed. The way they moved, the way they looked at him — it was all charged with a new electricity.

They played doubles, with Adrian and aunt Jane on one team, Beth and his uncle on the other. The game was fast-paced and intense, with everyone playing to win. But amidst the volleys and serves, Adrian couldn’t ignore the way aunt Jane’s eyes kept finding his, the way her hand ran over her body frequently and the way she poured water over her face and her chest to cool down between the sets. Neither could he ignore the way Beth’s breasts bounced with every swing of her racket.

As the game went on, the glances grew bolder, the touches more lingering. Every time they scored, aunt Jane would hug him, smash her breasts into his chest and lean in close to whisper congratulations in his ear, her breath hot against his neck. His cock stirred in his shorts, a traitorous reminder of his desires. Every once in a while, Adrian glanced over at Beth. Did she notice what aunt Jane was doing? Was she jealous? Her expression was completely unreadable. If anything, she seemed to want to outdo her mother, flirting shamelessly with Adrian across the net. She’d give him full views of her ass each time she bend over to pick up a ball, she’d run her tongue across her lips, when waiting for the serve, she’d even draw her fingers through the valley between her breasts, collecting the sweat that was gathering there and lift them to her mouth.

The match ended in a tie, all of them panting and flushed with exertion. As they shared a group hug, Adrian felt Beth’s hand slide down to cup his ass, while aunt Jane blatantly pressed her tits into his side. His cock twitched in response, and he couldn’t help but wonder how much longer he could keep this charade going.

After lunch, he managed to sneak away with Beth again, luckily he already knew a couple of relatively safe spots. Their bodies colliding in a frenzied rush of passion as soon as they had closed the door of the shed behind them. This time, they found the mechanics easier and soon they fucked like it was the end of the world.

When they were done and cuddling, Adrian half expected her to mention the tennis match and aunt Jane’s behavior. He was relieved when she didn’t. What could he say to Beth? That he and her mother had been doing much more than flirt?

As they made their way back to the pool, he searched aunt Jane’s face for any sign of suspicion. But she was her usual self, laughing and flirting with everybody. And teasing him mercilessly with looks, touches, whispered words when no-one was listening.

“The same goes for you,” Adrian thought, what can I tell you? “tease me, get me worked up, get my cock hard so that I can fuck your daughter with it?” But despite Adrian beating himself up over cheating on his aunt-fuckbuddy with her daughter, when the adults went for a walk after a couple of hours at the pool, he barely waited for them to be out of sight, before he grabbed Beth’s hand, looking for a place to be alone.

They wandered through the lush gardens of the resort, looking for a setting a bit more romantic than the shed. Soon, the laughter of other guests became a distant murmur, the calming feeling of their bare feet on the grass, the soft breeze, everything contributed to a sensual atmosphere. They found a secluded spot, a small clearing with a couple of garden chairs, shaded by a sprawling tree. Adrian’s heart raced as he pulled Beth closer, his hands exploring her body. But as they were about to take things further, they heard sounds from behind nearby bushes — unmistakable sounds.

They stepped near, curiosity getting the better of them. Behind a hedge, they saw them: his mother May was straddling uncle Brian, reclining on a lounger, his cock sheathed in her sex. They could clearly see how it disappeared between May’s buttocks only to appear again glistening with her juices. The sounds came from May, Brian’s mouth was occupied with eating out aunt Jane who had seated herself on his face, her hands resting on his heaving chest.

The sight made Adrian’s head spin and his cock jerk into full hardness. Beth was equally captivated, apparently. “Look,” she whispered. “This is so hot.”

Adrian felt his cock throbbing, his mind racing. This was wrong, so wrong, but he couldn’t look away. The sight of his aunt and mother like that, it was too much for him.

“Let’s go,” he murmured, but Beth shook her head.

“No,” she said, her eyes glued to the scene before them. “Let’s watch.”

Beth’s grip on him was firm, his resolve was weak, and before he knew it, they were both watching intently, their breaths hitching in sync with the rhythmic sounds of the adults’ lovemaking.

“Look how your mother takes my Dad’s cock,” Beth murmured. “And now, see how stepmom is gripping May’s breasts.”

Beth leaned in closer, her breasts brushing against his side. “It’s… it’s making me so wet,” she confessed, her hand moving to his cock, stroking it gently. “And you are quite excited, yourself.”

“Yes,” he admitted, but still could not bring himself to comment on their parents fucking right before their eyes. “I want you.”

Immediately, Beth got down on her knees and presented her ass to him. “That can be arranged. And this way we can go on watching.” He took the hint and embraced her from behind. His shaft, already fully hard, rested on Beth’s ass, while he leaned in to grab her hanging breasts and searching for her mouth with his. Their kiss was fierce, hungry, as if they were trying to devour each other. His cock slipped between her thighs, getting slick with her wetness until Beth reached behind her, her fingers wrapping around it’s girth and guided it inside her.

They fucked in the shadows, urgently but in silence, their eyes never leaving the trio before them. The sight of his mother and aunt, lost in their own world of pleasure, pushed Adrian to new heights of arousal. He watched his mother lean back, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy as uncle Brian pounded into her from below, her breasts bouncing with every thrust. And he watched as his mother took his aunt’s face in her hands, kissing her stepsister deeply, their tongues entwined.

Beth’s movements grew erratic, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. “Look at them,” she lifted her head to whisper against his ear. “Look at our mothers kissing. Doesn’t that make you want to shoot your come into me? Or into one of them? How about it? Would you like to switch places with Dad? Have your stepmom bouncing on your cock? Eat my stepmom’s pussy?”

The sight before them, Beth’s dirty talk – Adrian felt himself getting closer. He could feel the tension coiling in his balls, ready to explode. But when he lifted his gaze from his mother’s ass bouncing now in a more frantic rhythm on uncle Brian’s member, his eyes met those of aunt Jane looking straight through the bushes, right at them, with a smile on her face. That pushed him over the edge.

Beth came soon after him and they lay there panting quietly, watching as the three adults finished. The sight of his mother and aunt kissing passionately while uncle Brian shot his load onto May’s ass, was another image that burnt itself into Adrian’s brain and made his spent cock twitch — before he and Beth made a quick exit back to the pool area.

They did not see each other until dinner, which the five of them took at a picnic area on the beach. The conversation flowed easily, filled with laughter and stories of the day’s adventures. Yet, every time aunt Jane spoke, there was a hint of something else in her voice, a double entendre that had him squirming in his seat. “So, Adrian,” aunt Jane began. “Did you and Beth find a nice spot to… relax?”

He nearly choked on his burger. “We just… took a walk,” he sputtered, hoping his blush wasn’t too noticeable. “Great to go on a walk around here,” aunt Jane agreed. “There is so much to discover.” Adrian wanted the earth to swallow him, but Beth countered unfazed “Absolutely, you get so engrossed — you forget everything around you”. Aunt Jane laughed, May and Brian just looked at each other and shrugged.

***

After dinner, aunt Jane and May proposed a leisurely stroll along in the garden. Brian was quick to join them. “We’ll catch up with you guys later,” Beth said with a smile, giving Adrian a gentle nudge.

The stepmoment their parents were out of sight, Beth leaned over and whispered, “Let’s take advantage.” Before Adrian could protest, she had already ducked under the picnic table, her eyes shining with lust. He sat there, dumbfounded, his cock already hardening at the thought of what was about to happen.

And happen, it did. He felt Beth’s warm mouth envelop him, her tongue teasing the slit of his cock. He threw his head back, a groan escaping his lips. It was all he could do to keep from bucking his hips up into her mouth.

Just as he was getting into the rhythm of it, he heard footsteps approaching. Panic shot through him. It was aunt Jane. She sat down beside him on the bench, her eyes gleaming in the fading light. “I figured they could use some alone time.” she said with a smirk. “Brian rarely gets the opportunity to fuck your mother and when he does, he is constantly horny for her. Could make a girl jealous if it wasn’t so hot.”

“Tell me, Adrian,” she whispered, her breath warm on his skin. “What about you? Does watching your mother get fucked by your uncle make you hard? Does it make you jealous?”

Adrian nodded, his breathing shallow as Beth’s head bobbed up and down beneath the table. Aunt Jane leaned back, watching him with an amused expression. “And what about us?” she purred. “You’ve been spending so much time with Beth today…”

He swallowed hard, trying to form words. “I… I didn’t mean to neglect you,” he managed to say, his voice thick with lust.

Aunt Jane’s smile grew wider. “Oh, I know you didn’t,” she said, reaching out to trace a finger along his jawline. “I know you’re enjoying yourself with her, but don’t forget who was here first.”

Her words sent a jolt of excitement through him, surfacing above the sea of guilt. Was that a permission from aunt Jane to fuck her daughter? “I won’t,” Adrian managed to croak out.

“Good,” she said, her hand dropping to her own thigh. She began to rub herself, her eyes locked on his face. “Everything is forgiven, if you give me a good fucking.” She nodded towards the shadow beneath the table, “Beth should have you more than ready by now.”

Beth came up for air from under the table, releasing his cock with a loud pop. “Let me suck him off first,” she said, her eyes teary but bright.

Aunt Jane leaned forward, her breasts resting on his arm. “You greedy little minx” she smirked. “But OK, for now I’ll be happy to watch.”

Adrian’s head was spinning but the feel of Beth’s mouth on him brought him back to the pressing issues. His eyes searched for aunt Jane’s as she began to stroke her own body and soon had one hand playing with her nipple and the other buried in her pussy. Beth’s movements grew more insistent, her hand pumping him in time with her mouth. Aunt Jane’s eyes were glued to his cock, hunger and smug satisfaction mixing in her gaze.

And then, just as he approached the edge, aunt Jane leaned in, gently nudging her daughter’s head with hers. “Sorry if I’m greedy here” she murmured, “But you offered to share, didn’t you?” Her tongue flicked out to trace the length of his shaft. The sensation was electric, sending shock waves through Adrian’s body.

The two women shared a knowing glance before Beth withdrew her head and climbed back onto the bench, her own hand disappearing between her legs. Her mother took over, her mouth replacing Beth’s on Adrian’s hard shaft.

Adrian couldn’t believe what was happening. It was a stepmoment of pure, unbridled lust, the kind he’d only ever dreamed about and it was too much for him. With a roar, he shot his load. Aunt Jane swallowed the first spurt, then pulled away, her eyes gleaming with victory as he painted her face with ropes of white-hot cum.

The three of them sat there, panting and grinning, as aunt Jane licked her lips clean. “Well,” she said, her voice a little raspy, “the girls want to come, too”.

She leaned back on the bench and spread her legs wide, but the invitation was not for Adrian. Instead, Beth leaned over and started playing with her mother’s pussy. Aunt Jane turned to Adrian. “You’ve been eating my pussy really good. But now, you can watch an expert.” she said between gasps.

Adrian watched in amazement as Beth’s head disappeared between her mother’s thighs, giving her pussy an exaggerated lick before starting to eat her in earnest.

Aunt Jane’s eyes were still fixed on Adrian. “You like that?” she murmured, her voice low and husky. “The idea of us sharing?” My own daughter eating my snatch? Maybe she can lick your come out of my pussy the next time you fuck me.”

Without waiting for his reply, she slid down to the grass, pulling Beth on top of her. They settled into a sixty-nine position, their bodies intertwined like two serpents.

Aunt Jane spread her legs wider, giving him a clear view of her glistening pussy. Beth, ever eager, dove in, her tongue sliding up and down her mother’s folds. The sound of wet, sloppy licking and smacking filled the quiet night air.

Adrian watched, his cock painfully hard despite the recent release. The sight of his aunt and cousin pleasuring each other was more than enough to keep him that way. His heart raced, his eyes darting between the two women. Beth, her legs drawn up, her upper body snuggling into her mother’s, her breasts rubbing against her mother’s stomach, her head dipping into her sex. Aunt Jane, gripping her daughter’s ass from below, moaning against her sex. Soon, her legs and abs began to tremble and then her whole body stiffened. She threw her head back, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy and screamed out her release.

Once aunt Jane had ridden the waves of her climax, she reached up to resume her firm grasp on her daughter’s buttocks, pulling Beth’s sex closer to her greedy tongue. She started to really concentrate on her daughter’s clit, flicking it rapidly with her tongue, Beth could not last under this assault, climaxing less then two minutes after her mother.

Aunt Jane came up for air, “That was nice.” she stated with a satisfied little laugh. “But what about the fucking someone owes me?”

Adrian recognized his cue when he heard it. He knelt down in the sand, between his aunt’s parted thighs. His cock was already hard again, begging for more, inches from Beth’s head. His cousin gave his erection a few quick licks and then pointed it straight at her mother’s open pussy. Without a word, Adrian slid into the opening offered to him, feeling warmth and wetness again envelop him.

As they moved together slowly, Beth, who was still lying on top of her mother, dipped her head down occasionally and flicked her tongue over their union, making them both gasp.

Adrian knew by now that his aunt was not asking for a real fucking here. She liked a few minutes of gentle penetration to come down from her orgasms, so he held back — not without difficulty. Mercifully, aunt Jane released him soon “I propose you take that energy out on Beth,” she smiled. “I know that she can come one more time with the right treatment. And I really want to watch you fuck her.”

Beth didn’t miss a beat, turned around on her mother’s body and presented her ass to Adrian. Adrian took the hint, and slid his cock into her cunt without hesitation. The feel of her tightness was nothing short of heavenly. He started out slow giving Beth and her mother the chance to embrace each other and share deep kisses. But soon he was driving Beth’s body into her mother’s with full force, making her moan and tremble. It did not take Beth long to climax, sandwiched as she was between her two lovers. Adrian followed on the spot.

And when he did, it was with a roar that echoed through the night. His cum filled Beth up in spurts that did not want to end. Spent, he collapsed on his cousin’s back until aunt Jane protested under their double weight. Only then did Adrian and Beth slide off the older woman’s body and lay on the grass, holding each other’s hand while aunt Jane used her newfound freedom to take Adrian’s cock in her mouth once more, and clean him off with an enthusiasm that left him trembling.

After some minutes of comfortable silence, aunt Jane propped up her upper body on her arm and spoke again, her tone suddenly serious. “You know, Adrian, Beth and I, we have not been entirely honest with you.” she paused for a stepmoment, “but neither have you, so I guess we’re even.” She held up her hand to stop Adrian’s weak protests. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. We appreciate somebody who can keep his mouth shut.”

“What I was getting at,” aunt Jane continued, “Beth here knew that we were having sex from the first day on.” Aunt Jane casually stroked her daughter’s pussy. “Actually, we were lying in our bed like this, only with Brian instead of you and I asked her to give my another day before monopolizing you.” She shrugged her shoulders. “It looks like all the women in our family wanted to be the one to introduce you in our family tradition…”

Adrian looked at her, his heart racing. “What do you mean — family tradition?”

Aunt Jane’s gaze turned dreamy. “When it became clear that your father could not come, I was really disappointed. Usually, I am as obsessed with fucking him as Brian is with May. Your stepmom had to promise that she would bring you along instead. Adrian, you probably have guessed by now: This isn’t just a vacation. This is a tradition in our family. We come here to reconnect.” She stopped herself and shook her head. “Fuck these euphemisms, everyone fucks everyone else, here,” she said, her eyes meeting his. “That’s what we do.”

“Everyone with everyone else?” Adrian hesitated. How could he possible formulated that question? “I know what you’re getting at,” aunt Jane relieved him, smiling. “Good. Because I know for a fact that your mother is looking forward to it.”