The Island

Men have sex with men. Women have sex with women. No farm animals were injured (or used) in writing this story. Nobody in this story is under the age of eighteen. None of the fictional characters have never had any sort of sexual thought until they reach the age of eighteen, at which time sex becomes an epiphany. Thus, I comply with the moral guardians of this site.

I’m Jim, 45 years old, married to Susan. Everybody wants the picture, so here. We’re both runners and swimmers with that long, lean build. Susan 5’10” brown and brown, almost a B cup. Me, 6’3″ brown and brown, oh, and 7 maybe 8 inches, cut with a nice big ‘soldiers helmet’ head. One more thing, both Susan and I shave our bodies, not a hair below our eyelashes. This is a sex story, after all.

I’m an Architect. I have my own boutique firm, specializing in athletic facilities. My daughter, Lucy— she and her brother Luke are twenty-five-year-old twins— graduated from an architecture program, and she has joined the firm as a junior partner. Actually, we are the firm. I have a team of drawing people, but Lucy and I are the only principals.

Lucy and Luke, no surprise, are younger versions of us. Tall, lean, muscular. Lucy, 5’10” and small-breasted like her mom, brown hair and green eyes. Luke 6’2″ Brown and brown, also very athletic and has an internship to become a lawyer, sadly. Just kidding, it’s what he wants, and he will do well. Besides, the firm gets free legal advice.

That’s enough for now. I’ll fill in more as I go. I want to get to the story.

Lucy and I are headed to a meeting at a local hotel. Not uncommon, our clients are from all over the world, and sometimes we go to them, and sometimes they come to us. The client is requesting a multi-use athletic/social building. We don’t know anything else, just that the projected budget is within our expected range. Luke got us the referral from his internship.

“So, dad. They didn’t tell you where this is going to be, what it is going to be part of, who’s paying for it, or anything? You don’t operate like this.”

“No, Luce, I don’t, but your brother got us the referral, and something about this intrigued me. The meeting was local, and if I’m wrong and they are a bunch of nuts, you get some experience, and we have a story to tell.”

Lucy laughed, “Sounds good, pops. You buying lunch after?”

“Sure.”

Our first surprise was when a male standing outside the door to the room requested any electronics we were carrying. The table next to him had a cell phone on it. We took ours out and put them next to it. The young man produced a wand and quickly scanned us. The next was the NDA. It was short and to the point and not unusual. Lucy and I signed, the young man witnessed.

“Thank you. Go on in.”

The woman was not tall,l five feet even, blond and blue, trim and curvy, and all business around my age. A strong handshake.

“I’m Grace Simpkins, general manager of Sand Haven Resort.”

“Good Morning, Ms. Simpkins, I’m Jim Spencer, and this is Lucy Spencer. We are the partners in the firm.”

We sat, and Lucy and I got out our pads with our questions. Our host started right in.

“You won’t need to make notes. This meeting will be short. Yours is the tenth architecture firm we have contacted. This is not a reflection of your reputation. Yours is one of many highly regarded firms on our list. The challenge is in our facility and our demands.

“Sand Haven is a clothing-free hedonistic resort on a small tropical island. Why not just go to Hedo II? Because these people require privacy, and we provide it. Our members are all wealthy, and we have several recognizable members, either from being celebrities or public figures in business or politics. We have standards, so the members are all in good physical condition, perhaps not beautiful, but no overweight lumps in poor health. We sell an experience. They come here for guaranteed privacy and discretion, and fun. We have NDA’s that we enforce by any means, and I mean ANY. The young man out front is part of that. They are not bound by any law or moral code and are well paid.

“No electronics are allowed on our premises. This meeting is not being recorded because of our NDA’s. I’ll be very blunt. We have people that will make your life hell if you disclose anything from this meeting. We will ruin your reputation.”

Lucy and I shared a startled look.

“You will be required to stay at the site for at least one week. You are our guests and are free to stay longer, but one week is the minimum. Yes, you will be required to be naked. You will observe people having sex in a wide variety of situations. Watching is an accepted part of the Sand Haven experience. However, both of you will wear a blue elastic bracelet on your ankle that identifies you as ‘non-participating guests.’ You can play tennis and volleyball, use the track and the gym, but sex with members is not permitted. Oh, you can masturbate anywhere. It’s not uncommon, but no contact with members.”

Grace stood.

“We’re done here. This is not meant to try and change your mind, but we have many powerful, wealthy people on our member list, and a good project will result in more work for you in a more conventional format. I’m sorry to be abrupt, but in my experience, there is no point in further discussion unless you agree to our terms. If you agree, we will proceed with design details and cost projections. It has been a pleasure meeting you, and please let me know your decision within a week.”

She left the room. The young man came in and placed our phones on the table, and left. Lucy and just stood there. She smiled.

“Well, THAT was not what I ever would have expected.”

I shook my head, “Boy, you got that right.”

A tense silence ensued. I took the lead.

“Okay, Luce. Unless this is an outright no for you, we need to say no more about this and just ponder it to ourselves for a day. I will tell mom because that’s our relationship. You know enough about the firm that we don’t need this job. It would be nice. Certainly unique, and the possibility of networking is tempting. You must make your decision based on your feelings only. Can you do that?”

Lucy looked straight into my eyes, “Yes, dad, I can. Thank you for the opportunity.”

“One week naked at a hedo resort full of hot movie actresses having sex in public?” Susan howled with laughter, “You’ll be out on your ass in two days. You can’t keep your hands off me for 24 hours.”

“I’ve never heard you complain.”

“No, baby, I love it. But a week is a long time. I’ll have Betty and Phil if you don’t mind, but you’re stuck on boner island with our daughter. Oh shit. Wait a minute, she’ll be naked too.”

“Uh, yeah, that has already occurred to me, thank you very much.”

“Shit. I’m sorry, babe. This is going to be tough. I never thought our little game was ever going to be real, but now…”

A little background. Betty and Phil are our closest and deepest friends. We met in college, and in that wild college way, we ended up all having sex. Well, we never stopped. We’re not swingers, in that go to clubs or online stuff. It’s just the four of us, that’s enough. So, if I’m away, Susan has them to keep her satisfied.

So, the other thing. I was drunk one night and admitted to Susan that I thought Lucy was hot. We got naked, and she pretended to be Lucy. It was more exciting than either of us thought it would be, and now it’s part of our sex play. I’ve never tried anything, no stealing panties, peeking, nothing. But she is a very attractive woman. We thought it was a harmless game. Now I’ll be a week with my fantasy naked. I have no idea how I will react. I know I won’t be stupid. What I worry about is, will I be hard around her all the time, and will she figure out her father and boss is a pervert creep.

“Susan, baby, this is so off-the-scale. I’m afraid my reaction will tip Lucy off to our game. Maybe it’s best if I say no.”

My wife was sitting on the bed. I stood in front of her. She reached out and caressed my hardening cock through my pants. She unhooked my belt and dropped my pants. She kissed my erection through my briefs.

“No, baby. Don’t say no. Do it. Take a chance. You do great work, and I’ll bet you get some great work from this.”

She pulled down my briefs and took my hard cock in her hand.

“As for Lucy, I don’t know. She may say no, then it’s over. But if she says yes, it means she’s okay being naked around daddy.”

Susan wrapped her warm wet mouth around my cock and sucked me for a few seconds before releasing me.

“You never know.”

She sucked my cock a few strokes and paused, “Daddy, did you see that movie actor getting fucked by the pool? I got so horny. Can you help me, daddy?”

Rational thought on the topic ended there, and nasty sex with my wife took over.

The next morning, Lucy stopped by. I had a plan.

“Okay, I have six cards. Yes is written on three, no on the others. We each have a pair. Shuffle them up in your hand a few times so we can’t tell which is which and then put one, face down, on the table. One no kills the project.”

“Why not just say it?” Susan asked.

“Because the no voter will feel responsible and blamed. This way, nobody ever knows. Even you and I keep this secret.”

Susan nodded assent. I handed out cards, and we shuffled them around in our hands. We each put one on the table. I picked them up and shuffled them around and, one by one flipped them. Three yeses.

“Well, Lucy, looks like we have a vacation ahead.”

Susan jumped in, “Two days.”

Lucy looked at her, “Huh?”

I laughed, “Your mother was being funny. We enjoy a rather regular sex life, and she’s saying I’ll assault some movie actress out of frustration after two days of watching other people have sex.”

“You’re a riot mom. You two are blessed. If dad’s gonna get booted in two days, I’ll be lucky to make one. It’s been almost a year for me.”

Mom smiled, “Oh, I was just kidding. You two will be fine. It’ll be a challenge, but you’ll survive. Besides, Lucy, you might meet a nice guy there.”

Lucy laughed, “Oh, that would be rich. Try telling that to your kids.”

We talked about what sort of building would be appropriate and climate and all, but lingering under it all was my apprehension about being naked. During pauses in the conversation, I saw Lucy’s gaze drifting off and assumed that she, too, was concerned. Susan caught on.

“You two are nervous about this. I can see it. I have a suggestion. Why don’t we all get naked for the day? I know I’m not involved, but I want to support you both, and since both of you have seen me naked, it’s no big deal.”

We all sat there and looked at each other. I didn’t want to go first and put Lucy on the spot. Once again, Susan took the lead. She got up and flipped off her tank top, revealing her firm breasts in a small tan bra. Her small hands made short work of that and, without comment, she unsnapped her shorts and let them drop. Taking a brief break, she picked up the shirt, bra, and shorts and tossed them in a corner. My wife stood before us in a tang-string. The thin fabric clutched her sex, and I thought she looked damp. Susan slipped the tiny thong down and stepped out, tossing it on top of the rest of her clothes. She did a quick spin.

“You haven’t seen mom naked in a while Lucy, how’s the old girl holding up?”

Lucy closed her gaping mouth, “Umm. Wow, no hair at all. You look great, mom. I hope I look that good when I’m your age.”

“Who’s next?” Susan said.

I had a boner. Hardly a surprise. Anytime Susan strips for me, we have sex. She loves sex. I could see her nipples were rigid, and I was sure I could smell her pussy. She liked getting naked. But I didn’t want to have Lucy see me hard and get the wrong idea. My wife bailed me out again.

“Lucy, your father has an erection. I’m sure you’ve seen men excited, but this is different. It’s my fault, really. We enjoy a very active and vigorous sex life…”

Lucy smiled, “Ohhhh, I KNOW that. I’ve heard you two so many times.”

I blushed, and I think Susan did too.

“Well, that was not intended, and I’m glad you survived. Anyway, my spontaneous stripping has got him excited. Just as well since I think he will be in that state on the island, too, so we all might as well get used to it. Jim?”

There are very few people who have seen me with an erection. Susan, Betty, Phil, my English professor’s wife, and my best friend’s mother relieved me of my virginity a long time ago. I stood up and tossed off my polo shirt. My cock made a fat bulge in my shorts, and I resisted the urge to sit back down to conceal my excitement. As my two women watched, I unsnapped my shorts and let them drop, stepping out. Susan and Lucy sat there, staring at my rigid penis, hidden behind white cotton. I slipped my fingers in the waistband and shoved my briefs down, pulling them out to free my erection. I bent over, picked up my clothes, and tossed them on top of Susan’s. My wife smiled.

“I’ll bet he calms down after a while. Lucy, what do you think?”

My daughter, the only clothed person in the room, went bright red, “Ummm,ahhh, uhhh, well, I think dad’s a handsome man.”

Susan patted her daughter on the knee, “Good answer and the right attitude.”

I sat down, my cock still hard, and I brushed off the pre-cum when nobody was looking.

Lucy stood, shifting from foot to foot, “Guess that leaves me. I’ve done some pretty interesting things, ya know? But, this is really new and a bit weird.”

I spoke up, “Lucy if you’re uncomfortable, say so. We’ll call the whole thing off. Nothing is more important than family.”

Lucy shook her head, “It’s tough to explain. I’m incredibly nervous, but I have a sense of adventure. I don’t mind being naked. But these circumstances are not like anything I’ve ever done. Ah, fuck it, let’s go.”

She was wearing a long cotton sundress that clung to her tall, lean frame. When she arrived, I noticed that her modest breasts were not constrained, but she often went braless. My daughter kicked off her sandals, reached down, crossed her arms, grasped the hem of her dress, and in one smooth motion flipped the garment over her head, letting it flutter to the floor.

My observations of my daughter’s clothing had missed that she also wasn’t wearing panties. In one sweeping motion, my little girl got naked. She stood in front of us, shifting on her feet, waiting. Looking down, Lucy plucked at the thick bush with her fingers.

“Haven’t had a boyfriend for a while. I kinda let things go.”

If I touched my cock, it would have gone off, and I was sure my cum would rocket the three feet between us and bathe my twenty-five-year-old daughter’s hard lean body. Lucy’s breasts were slightly bigger than Susan’s, and her nipples were a lot longer and very hard. I’d seen Lucy in bikinis, but this was different. Her ass was just as round, but now I could see every contour and as she turned the light hairs in her crevice. When she moved, her legs opened, and I was sure her pubic hair was wet. This was going to be a very long week. Susan broke the spell.

“You look, marvelous dear. What do you think, daddy?”

I glared at my wife. She batted her eyes, teasing me, “You look great, Lucy. I have no idea why you don’t have a boyfriend.”

Lucy rolled her eyes, “So far, they lack maturity and ambition. But, I keep trying.”

My boner did go away. My wife was very nice and did nothing to tease me. In fact, she ran interference. While we were around the pool, she would get in front of me when Lucy bent over so I wouldn’t see my daughter’s lush furry pussy. Lucy being ‘natural’ helped since my fantasy daughter had smaller tits and a lasered smooth pussy. By the end of the day, nudity was almost normal. I figured that we’d have our own room at the resort, and it would be all business. Walk the grounds, yeah we might see couples having sex among the jungle paths, but I could handle it. I assumed I’d be doing a lot of masturbating every night, I made a point of not thinking about what Lucy would do. We went to bed, and my wife fucked and sucked me senseless. As I was about to fall into the abyss of sleep, Susan whispered.

“Whatever happens is okay with me.”

The trip down was all business. We flew first-class and spent the flight going over ideas. The budget was ample, and the information packet gave us wide latitude in design, so Lucy and I bounced ideas, and by the time we landed, we felt we had a handle on this. We got lunch at the airport and called for a car.

It was well disguised with foliage, but there was no doubt this was a ten-foot-tall security fence with razor wire. Grace met us as we got out of the taxi. She wore a long cotton dress.

“Welcome. I’ll show you to your cabin. After me.”

Grace walked into a building that acted as the gate. Inside a tall-ceilinged room with two large fans, there were just a few chairs and a garment rack with hangers. An employee, naked, stood off to one side. Grace whisked off the dress and hung it on the rack. Her breasts were big, round, and firm. She was shaved or lasered and very comfortable being naked. Well, it was showtime. I kicked off my sandals and flipped off my polo. Being naked in my home, in front of my family, was one thing. Knowing that once I took my clothes off, I would remain naked for seven days, no matter what was another altogether. Grace watched, her face neutral, observing. I was uncomfortable. But seeing the look on Grace’s face steeled me. It was like she was waiting for me to fail. Tough shit, shorty, not happening.

Knowing where we were going, I hadn’t bothered with underwear, so I was naked once my shorts dropped. I folded up my clothes and left them on a chair. I turned to see my tall, trim, sexy daughter hanging up her dress and was very glad my wife had us naked all day yesterday. Grace headed out the door to the resort.

It was the typical tropical landscape—lots of lush undergrowth and tall palms to shade. Paths of crushed shells crisscrossed the areas. I followed Grace and Lucy, watching their firm asses shift as they walked. I could see wisps of pubic hair between my daughter’s legs. I felt my cock bouncing off my legs. The sun warmed me all over. I knew I would get used to this, but it was so unnatural, no matter what nudists say. I’m walking in a wide-open area with no clothes on, following two naked women.

We encountered an interesting structure along the way, a gazebo sort of thing, a roof on columns. Under it some kind of picnic table, but unlike any, I’d ever seen. The table was rectangular and a bit higher than usual—tropical wood, varnished and polished. On one side, two stools, polished hardwood, on posts, a little lower than average. On the other side, a thin board hinged out from the table, a narrow wood finger, and a wooden step could be folded down on the ground. Over the table a frame of pipes with loops of nylon straps of various lengths. I knew it was for sex, but there were at least three pavilions visible along our route so far, and that seemed bold even based on what Grace had told us.

The tennis courts were the first athletic feature we saw and my first hint of what was to come. Two men in their forties were playing tennis. It was amusing to see their cocks flopping all over as they made shots. They were not fat, but not athletes, average looking. They were very into the game. On a wide bench at the side of the court, under a palm tree, were their wives, I guess? They were kissing passionately, half on top of each other, one hand pinching their partner’s nipple while the other hand was between their partner’s legs, fingering their pussy. Grace walked within three feet of them, with Lucy and I following in shocked silence. Nobody made any move to stop. In fact, they broke their kiss briefly and waved before re-coupling. Lucy stared at me, her mouth hanging open. This was not what I was expecting.

I could see the group of cabins in the distance. As we approached, the mystery of the ‘sex table’ was solved. Ahead of us, one of the pavilions was occupied. Three couples. One woman, late-thirties, rail-thin, lay across the table, her feet up in two of the nylon loops overhead. A silver-haired man stood between her legs, his arms clamping them as he plunged a good-sized cock in and out of her shaved pussy. On the other side of the table, a woman, about the same age as the man, stood on the wooden step and straddled the skinny girl’s head as she licked the older woman’s pussy, her head supported by the narrow board extending from the tabletop.

Next to them, on the other half of the table, a man, also late-thirties, lay across it, next to the skinny woman. Between his legs, a young girl, she looked like she was sixteen, but we knew that eighteen was the minimum age. She had the man’s cock in her mouth and was making love to the hard penis. On the other side, the man’s head leaned back, the narrow board not in use. A young man, about the girl’s age, was standing on the step, holding onto the pipe frame overhead as he was feeding his shaved cock into the older man’s mouth. Well, at least we knew what all the equipment was for. We had been told what to expect but, even so, it was shocking. Grace strolled on, and Lucy and I swapped blank stares.

Any questions about what we’d seen so far were forgotten when we got to the cabin. Made of tropical hardwood, they were about twelve feet square with a sort of pyramid roof with a generous overhang, probably for the heavy rain. The walls were mostly open, with no screen or shutter and a small wall at the top. No door. We stepped in.

One room. Off to one side, a sink, a toilet, and a shower head protruding from the wall over a floor drain. A towel rack with four thick white towels. Against the other wall, a king-sized platform bed with a mosquito net on a frame over it and above that a large fan, turning slowly, augmenting the constant light breeze. A couple of comfy chairs and small tables filled out the contents—no walls, not even around the bathroom. No shades, no doors. I was shocked, but as I thought about the philosophy of the place, it made sense. But for my daughter and me, it was nothing but problems.

“Grace, this is interesting, but I’m staying here with…”

Lucy stepped right on my speech, “Wow, Grace, this is wild. I think we’ll be just fine.”

Grace, frowning when I began, now had a big smile, “Thank’s Lucy, that’s nice to hear. Looks like the board made a good choice. If you have any questions, I have an office in the gatehouse. If I’m not there, you can leave a message.”

Grace strode off, leaving my daughter and me holding our small bag of necessities.

“Lucy, this is unacceptable. I assumed we’d have real rooms. Being naked together is stressful enough, but this,” waving at our living space, “this is not what I imagined. I mean no privacy at all.”

Lucy laughed. I just stared at her. She walked over to one of the large openings in the wall.

“Well, dad. We’re here, and we can’t unsee what we’ve seen. We’re two professional adults. I was shocked too, but the adventurer in me is intrigued. The bed is huge. We’ll never be near each other. As for the bathroom, well, we can step outside, you know? The place is beautiful, the climate perfect. Remind yourself that this is a seven-figure project. We’re comfortable being naked around each other. Suck it up, daddy, let’s go make money.”

That makes one of us, I thought to myself.

We stood there for a minute or so, watching naked people walk by. Lucy looked down and ran her hand through her thick mat of pussy fur.

“I think I should get rid of this. It seems that smooth is the custom here.”

Knowing exactly what would happen if I watched her shave her sex, I replied, “We’re just visitors and have our ankle bracelets. It won’t make any difference.”

Lucy had both of her hands between her spread legs now. “Yeah, well, I’d like to try and fit in. You should shave yours too, dad. You’re all stubbly.”

I could feel my cock growing at the thought of my daughter looking even more like my wife. I needed to take a walk.

“Maybe later, Luce. If you want to, go ahead. I think I’ll walk around and check out the buildings.”

Lucy looked through her travel bag and spoke over her shoulder, “Sounds good, dad.”

My mind reeled as I walked. Yes, this was a big-money project, but I was still uncomfortable with Lucy, and now that I knew the place better, I felt even more nervous. Up ahead, one of the pavilions was occupied. I figured, why not, and went to watch.

My cock swung as I walked. A warm breeze kept the air comfortable. As I got closer, I could hear them. Skin slapping skin. She was talking.

‘Harder, John, harder. I need to cum again.”

They both saw me approach. I could smell her excitement now. My cock got hard. I’d never done anything like this, and I was just in the moment.

Even without makeup, I recognized the anchorwoman for one of the major networks. Forty-ish trim, with augmented breasts. She was lying on the table with her feet in the straps while a very handsome twenty-something young man fucked her. She saw me, smiled, and waved me over. Seeing my stunned look, she laughed.

“The news will never be the same, huh.”

That lightened the mood, “No, it sure won’t. This is my first time here. It’s a bit of a shock.”

She groaned through an orgasm. The guy just kept fucking her. I was standing next to her head. My hand on my cock.

I was fascinated by watching his cock as it slid in and out of her vagina. I’d only seen one other erect cock in my life. They were both smooth, so nothing got in the way of my view. Her pussy lips went in and out on his cock. She was soaking wet, and her juices splashed all over him. Without thinking, I was masturbating.

“Wanna have the anchorwoman suck your cock?”

I lifted my ankle, she frowned, “Oh, I am sorry. Didn’t mean to tease you. Would you at least masturbate on me? I know that’s allowed.”

I’d never masturbated for anyone. I always felt it was the most personal thing I did. Now the news lady wanted my cum on her face. I hesitated.

“I so want that cock in my mouth, and I’m disappointed. Please Bill if for me. John will be able to fuck me for a while. I sucked a load out of him before he started. Ohhhhhhhhh.”

She came again. My cock was rigid, and I’d seen so much in the last hour. My hand moved without thinking.

“Oh, thank you. Pump it hard, big guy, and spray me.” I stood nearly touching the sexy newslady, masturbating while she and the young man watched me while fucking. Last week, if you said I’d be doing this, I’d a hit you. I was getting into it. Falling through the rabbit hole that is Sand Haven resort.

It didn’t take long. In two minutes, I was there.

“I’m gonna cum.” I panted.

“On me, on me. Cum all over me.”

I did. I was backed up, and I blasted a hard shot across her after-market tits. The second shot, on her neck. The third, right across her face. That set John off. He rammed her hard and held, emptying himself as she had a quaking orgasm. She wiped her face and licked her hand.

“Thank you. That was so fucking hot. See you at eleven.” She winked, I walked.

My cock, soft again, swung and bumped into my legs as I walked. About ten feet away, in another pavilion, a young couple was fucking. Both blond and athletic, barely eighteen. I wanted to go watch but decided to keep walking. Sand Haven was an overwhelming experience. I rationalized that it would become routine after a day or so, and I wouldn’t be as keyed up as I was right now. I headed for the hot tub area, wondering what I would see there. I passed a group of people, laughing and talking. The men’s cocks still shiny, and the women’s thighs running with cum. What a place. In the next pavilion, a woman lay on the table rubbing her pussy. She wasn’t quiet. Now that I was more comfortable with the ways of this place, I walked over. My cock grew.

“Oh, good. Another cock. They all left me, but I wasn’t done.”

She had to be in her seventies. But she was beautiful. Gray hair, sharp blue eyes. A narrow face with a natural smile. Her breasts were medium-sized and a little saggy with age, her body trim and tight. Unusual for this place, her pubic hair, gray, was untamed and soaked with cum and her juices. She had two fingers up her pussy, and her other hand pinched a very big clit. She was panting.

“Fuck me, please. I want cock.”

I showed her my bracelet.

“Shit shit shit. Will you masturbate and cum on my face, at least? You’ve got a lovely big fat cock.”

Now I was getting into this, “This cock? This big fat cock? I want to fuck you. I want to shove this big cock up that wet pussy.”

“Ohhhhhhhh fuuuucccckkk.” She groaned. I watched a torrent pour out of her pussy.

“That was hot. You cum a lot. Look how hard you made my cock.”

Panting, “Bill it. Please. Jerk off all over me.”

I stood next to her head as she fingered herself. This was so weird.

“It’s like I’m beating off with my mom.” I don’t know why I said that.

She moaned, “Oh, sonny, cum for mommy.”

My mom is overweight and does not care for herself, so I didn’t know where this idea came from. Unless it was thinking of Lucy and Susan. I stepped closer.

My cock inches from her face. No stranger to role-playing, I got into it.

“Mommy, I caught you playing.”

Her eyes rolled back, “Yes, sonny, mommy has needs.”

“Is it okay if I watch you play, mommy?”

She was close to a big orgasm, Only if you play with your penis too.”

“Mommy, I’m gonna cum soon.”

She was cumming, “Ohhhh fuucckk. Cum on me, cum on your dirty mommy.”

I did. Not as much as last time, but I gave her a fat shot of cum across her face. She gasped and doubled over, her hand still moving. In a few seconds, she stopped and looked up at me. She was covered in sweat, and I could smell her pussy.

“Walk away, please. I want to grab you and fuck you all afternoon, and that just cannot happen. Walk. Thank you so very much. I came so hard,”

I walked. I wanted to do the same thing. I wanted to devour her. But, I had to admit, I wanted to continue the role-play.

I saw Lucy in the hot tub. Another couple was in there, making out with hands busy under the water. Lucy’s hand was busy too. She didn’t see me, and I watched my daughter masturbate while watching people have sex. This place is so fucked up, and it’s getting to me. I’d just cum twice in an hour, and my cock was half-hard again. I stroked my penis, watching Lucy finger her pussy. I should leave, turn away, not watch my daughter. I couldn’t. The guy had moved to the rim of the tub, and his friend had his cock in her mouth. Lucy’s mouth hung open as she increased her rubbing. The couple watched her, the woman with his cock in her mouth.

She orgasmed. My daughter came. She yelped and quaked. As she was gyrating, she turned, and for a brief second, we were eye to eye. I turned and walked away, hoping she did not notice my erection.

One of the tamer amenities of the resort were hammocks tied to trees in lovely breezy shady places. Susan had kept me up half the night fucking and sucking, and it had been a strenuous day, plus I was avoiding Lucy. I was out in seconds.

“Hey, dad. It’s dinner time.”

Lucy stood next to me, of course still naked. Just waking, I was aware of my own nudity. It’s just weird lying in a hammock with your fat soft cock on display for your child.

As we walked towards the dining hall, Lucy took my hand.

“So, how was your afternoon?”

“Shockingly educational.”

Lucy laughed, “Couldn’t have put it better myself. We may have to make changes to our design.”

“I agree. But we have plenty of time to get a better grip on what this place and these people want.”

Lucy grinned at me, “That’s not permitted, father.”

I caught her joke, “Okay, grip was a bad choice of words, brat.”

Lucy shoved her body at mine, throwing me off-balance. It was a thing she did, but now, being naked, it was different. Usually, I’d grip her around her waist and shove her back, but I didn’t. She noticed.

“You’re really uncomfortable, aren’t you?”

The dining hall was just up ahead. More people were around us. I sighed, “Baby, I’m an adult, and I thought I’d had some interesting experiences, but this is pretty overwhelming.”

Lucy squeezed my hand, “and me?”

I laughed, “Yeah, you. It’s just not normal. Not supposed to be naked around your kid.”

“Well, dad, if it helps, I feel very comfortable.”

“Thanks, that helps, but I still feel odd.”

Lucy stepped into line behind a couple around my age, “You’ll get used to it.”

Bill and Carol were from Ohio. We struck up a conversation in line and found a table. They were fascinated with our project and sympathetic about our unique status, Carrol saying that at least we had each other. Lucy nudged me to stay silent. That’s twice now. Both in their early forties, they were average looking. Not overweight, but not fit. Carrol’s breasts sagged a bit, and Bill was no porn star in the cock department. Their bodies were completely free of any hair below their eyelashes. Bill was gray on top, and Carrol definitely colored hers.

He was a bond trader, and she was an analyst. I got the impression they were very good at what they did. They had rings on their fingers. They were long-time members and didn’t know about the new location and facilities, but they were full of ideas and observations once we told them. Bill asked us how much we knew about Sand Haven, and I replied, it’s a sex resort for couples. Bill and Carrol shared a quick look. I said nothing, but I got the impression I was missing something. It didn’t seem appropriate to ask, so I didn’t.

They were quite pleasant company, and we lingered after the meal to chat. The conversation was very non-sexual, which was a bit of a relief. It was dark by the time we walked out of the dining pavilion.

We parted company. Lucy and I wandered. The resort had minimal outdoor lighting, but the sky was clear and the moon bright.

“We’re going to need to re-think some of our ideas,” Lucy said.

“Yeah, that was obvious after today. Did you get over to the gym and sauna?”

“No, I kinda got distracted. This is an intense place.”

“Like nothing I’d ever seen or even heard of.”

“Wonder what a membership costs?”

I took Lucy’s hand. In the darkness, it was easier being nude with her and not thinking about watching her masturbate. Shadows under a pavilion nearby moved and groaned.

“Based on our budget, probably fifty or sixty grand. I have no idea how many members they have.

Lucy squeezed my hand, “And how do they control who shows up? If everybody came…”

“Don’t they already?” I jumped in.

Lucy hip-checked me and laughed, “Funny, dad. That was a good one. Yeah, they do, and often. Perv.”

Her hip hitting mine, skin to skin, it felt good. All this watching was getting to me.

“No, my daughter, just an observer of life.”

“Not by choice?” She asked.

I ignored her question. We were at our cabin.

“I’m gonna take a shower, dad.”

“Okay, I’ll go next.”

We had one bedside lamp on. I watched as Lucy turned on the water. It was strange, no walls, no door, no curtain, just my tall, lithe daughter, naked, waiting for the water to warm. My cock began to misbehave.

It got worse. I’d watched Susan shower a few times, but it wasn’t like this. My daughter, washing. I’m in a chair, naked, watching. This was so wicked. She’d glance at me from time to time but basically ignored me. The water ran over her perfect skin, rivulets off her nipples, hard with the water. The bar of soap in her hand, running over her arms, shoulders, then the top of her chest. She lathered up her hands, putting the soap down, and washed her modest breasts. Her fingers briefly trapping her hard nipples. I had a full erection and didn’t know what I was going to do.

Lucy turned to the wall, taking the soap and lathering again. Now she bent over, washing her feet and calf. The dim light was enough to showcase my daughter’s still furry vagina and her tight little but hole. My cock pulsed with need. Her hands caressed her sex, fingers running through her pubic hair, wet with the warm flow from the shower. I had never seen such an erotic display in my life, even though my daughter did not intend that. Lucy put the soap on the tray. She was done. I turned so my back would be to the light, and hopefully, my cock would be in shadow.

“All yours, daddy.”

I waited for her to pass me with her big fluffy towel before I walked to the shower, confident my boner was not seen. Till I looked up into the mirror on the wall and saw my daughter, casually drying herself, seeing her father’s cock rigid as he ducked under the water. She turned away, and I washed, my boner fading under the weight of my guilt. I finished my shower, shaved, and all that. We settled wordlessly on the vast bed, each to our own side. Said goodnight, and I was out in a minute.

I was relieved when I woke up that I was not wrapped around Lucy with my hand holding her breast and my hard cock wedged in her ass crack like I’ve read in so many stories. I was still on my side, and Lucy was up looking out the window.

“Isn’t that the couple we had dinner with?”

I got up and stood next to her, in the cabin next to ours, five feet away. A man and woman were on the bed. She was riding his cock with great energy. They were angled so you could see her in profile.

“Yeah, that’s Bill and Carrol, alright.”

Lucy stepped away, quietly saying, “best way to start the day, if you can.”

The remark was not meant to be heard. She brushed her hair as we listened to Bill and Carrol cum, and we walked out to go to breakfast, taking a long route to find the sauna/steam building.

“Strange place,” Lucy observed.

“Strange indeed. No secrets, no filters.”

“None. None at all.”

When we got to breakfast, Bill and Carrol had a table and waved us over.

“Hey, you two. Didn’t know we were neighbors.”

Lucy answered, “Yes, we noticed that this morning.”

Neither of them blushed or gave any indication of being put off by being watched. Carrol patted Bill’s thigh.

“We saw you two. Thanks, we love an audience.”

I smiled, “Nice to know. We’d hate to make you uncomfortable.”

Bill laughed, “Never happen. We’ve been together forever and liked being watched from the beginning.”

I was curious, “How long have you been…”

Lucy stepped on my remark with vigor, “an active sexual couple.”

Carrol and Bill shared a glance. Carrol answered, “Since we were in our twenties. We’re 45 and 47 now.”

Lucy patted Carrol’s hand. Then I figured it out. They were married, but not to each other. Lucy saved me from a very embarrassing moment. That’s probably why nobody had referred to ‘husband’ or ‘wife’—more of the lore of Sand Haven.

Outside the dining pavilion, we said goodbye to Bill and Carrol.

“Well, dad. We kinda goofed off yesterday, so I think we need to get some work done today.”

“Yeah, really. It was a real eye-opener.”

Lucy took my hand, “In many, many ways, daddy. Let’s go inspect the sauna building.”

The building was old and had been roughly converted to its purpose. There was the young, twenty-something couple in the sauna, necking. Her hand on his hard cock and his hand between her legs. We glanced and left. In the steam room, two thirtyish couples were amusing each other. But it was the woman, one on a bench and the other on her knees with her face between her partner’s legs while one of the men stood in front of the other, getting his hard cock sucked as they watched the women. We let the door shut.

After yesterday I was a bit more under control, but still, I was feeling some growth. Lucy pointed to the steamy door.

“I’ve seen a bit of that full bi action here. I wouldn’t have thought so.”

“Nor would I. But I’m quickly learning that my world was not as worldly as I thought.” I had no intention of telling her about Betty and Phil and our very comprehensive sharing arrangement. I may be walking around naked with my hot daughter, but she didn’t need to know that both her parents dabbled in bi-sexuality occasionally with a couple of life-long friends.

Lucy laughed, “Then I don’t feel so badly.”

“So, they will need a bigger steam and sauna.”

Lucy made a checkmark in the air, “Check.”

The weight room was also a sort of thrown together thing. It was empty when we stopped by. Walking out the back door, we spotted a large tent with “Waxing” on an artfully lettered sign. There were two entrances, one for men, one for women. Lucy pointed.

“That’s what we need.”

“WE? I don’t think so, my daughter.”

Lucy put her left hand down and tugged on her pubic mane. Her other hand shot out and, before I could stop her, she was rubbing the area just above my cock.

“Hey!” I batted her hand away.

“Dad, you’re stubbly. Everybody is smooth here.”

“We’re visitors, remember?”

Lucy looked at me and smiled, “Coward. You’re afraid of getting waxed.”

I blushed, “No.”

She laughed and hip-checked me again, “Liar. Go, Daddy, go get waxed. That’s an order.”

I ducked into the tent, saying, “Bite me.” As the flap closed, I heard her say in a low voice, “Don’t make offers you won’t go through with.”

Inside, two women, thirty-ish and not unattractive, and of course nude and totally free of any hair, explained the process. I knew something about being waxed, and nothing they told me made the process any more appealing. But, I had been challenged.

You might think that having two women’s hands all over your body would be exciting. If you believe that, you’ve never been waxed. I’m an average man, hair-wise, and had never thought of the places that had hair. Susan shaves me, and the process is a lot of fun.

An hour later, I stepped out. Those girls had touched nearly every inch of my body, and I never got hard. My skin was bright pink, but it was oh, so smooth. I see the appeal but, I’d think long and hard about doing it again.

Lucy was asleep in a hammock under a couple of palm trees. She was splayed across the wide ropes, her pussy on display. I should have said something, waking her up. I didn’t. I looked, got closer, and looked some more. Now she looked a lot more like her mother. Her pussy, a little pink, but as smooth as a child’s, I think, just guessing. Her sex was tight and beautiful. I nudged the hammock. She opened her eyes.

“Hey, thought I was going to have to send in food.”

“Haha. Old men have a lot more lawn to mow.”

Lucy reached out and touched my belly, a little close to where I used to have pubic hair.

“So soft. Who knew such a grumpy old guy had such nice skin.”

I backed up, “it was so much fun. I may do it again, never.”

Lucy grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs up, putting her vagina and tight little butt on full display.

“Look how pink mine is. I think those guys didn’t like me.”

I glanced quickly and then averted my gaze, “guys? You had guys wax you?”

Lucy laughed, “Yeah, good looking too. But ripping hair off of me. You can see how excited I got.”

I turned away, “you have gotten very comfortable with this place.”

Lucy got off the hammock, “I’ve figured out some of the secrets too.”

“Such as?”

Lucy took my hand, “Later, lunch is ready.”

Our lunch partners were a group of four. Two in their late fifties or early sixties and the other two in their forties. They knew each other and said that they came here as a group once a year. I saw rings on fingers and wondered how they all managed to get away from home for this little sex vacation.

After lunch, Lucy and I headed to the pool. It’s nice swimming naked. So different and so lovely. That part I had no trouble getting used to. After a few laps with Lucy, we stopped at the shallow end. While we were doing laps, our lunch mates had arrived, and the older woman was on a lounge getting fucked by the young man. The young woman was riding the older man. This was not a new thing for them as they talked about how it felt and switched partners at least once. Lucy was next to me, her hips touching mine. The feel of her close to me and the view of the sex had the usual effect. I leaned against Lucy, and she leaned back. My hand was gently stroking my cock, and I noticed her hand between her legs. Enough of that. I swam away and did a few more laps while my cock went down. Lucy kept watching, and I could see her shoulder moving as she touched her pussy. I had to look away.

Having studied the current facility, we needed to start figuring out what was next. We went to see Grace, and she set us up with a computer in her office. We gave her the URL’s of the sites we wanted, and she entered the permissions. There would be no grazing. She worked at her desk while we did research. The new site was another island, and we had no idea what resources would be available. Work on Caribbean islands is challenging.

By dinner time, we had a good idea of where we would get the resources and the cost.

Grace showed up for dinner and sat with us. We told her about our inspection tour and some of our ideas. Nobody talked about sex. I kept my eyes busy looking at my daughter and Grace’s lovely breasts and wondered how those nipples would feel in my mouth. Then I stopped doing that because I was getting a boner. Grace was very pleased with our work so far and joked that the whole thing would be drawn by the time we left. Grace left, and Lucy and I took a walk.

The moon was nice and bright, and we walked until we got to one of the pavilions. The young kids we saw yesterday were busy. The girl was on her knees, the young man’s cock in her mouth. He was groaning and repeating her name. Lucy nudged me.

“That’s the secret.”

“Luce, they’re out in the open, not much of a secret.”

“Dad, you’re telling me you haven’t noticed?”

“What, specifically?”

“Okay, well, yesterday I was watching these two kids. Once I flooded my hand, I could focus. What we said about membership came back to me. I stepped closer and stopped looking at her sucking his cock. Look, you see it yet?”

It took a few seconds. Her sucking was a distraction. Lucy kept talking.

“I wondered, how did they get here? They are just two. Not with any older adults. Too young to afford to be members. Then I figured it out.”

We said it at the same time, “They’re siblings.”

“Holy shit.” I said, So, their parents…”

Lucy filled in, “Are the members and sent their kids here…”

Because they know they are having sex and support it?”

“It was the only conclusion I could come to. Welcome to the club. Now think about some of the other people we’ve seen. Like that group of six and the group of four. Two in their fifties or sixties, two in their forties and two in their thirties.”

I stared at my daughter, “No.”

“Yeah, dad, multi-generational incest. Bill and Carrol?”

“Siblings?”

“Yeah, probably married to other people and come here to play.”

“So their spouses?”

Lucy shrugged, “May know, may not.”

“Fuck.”

“Yeah, dad, and all in the family. Sand Haven is partly incest haven.”

“But not everybody is having sex with family, right?”

Lucy turned and headed towards our cabin, “I don’t think so, but I’ll bet that somewhere in the application process, it is made clear that you have to be cool with this. Oh, and the news anchor? That’s her son.”

Just when I was getting used to being naked all the time, Lucy dumped this on me. We walked in silence as I tried to wrap my head around this. My only experience with this was the role-play with Susan, which now seemed both tame and dangerous. I was stunned and started going over everything I’d seen. The anchorwoman, the grandma I masturbated on, and that group of six. I had no idea there was so much incest in the world, but had to admit it’s not something anybody talks about, so who knows. If this many people were here, how many others were doing it in secret? They all seemed so comfortable and normal, other than having sex with family in public. That did explain the names only thing. No demented kids or screwed up family. Just having fun.

In the cabin, Lucy said, “Your turn to go first, daddy.”

I know she saw my hard cock last time and was being nice. I showered quickly, noticing how much faster it was with no hair. My skin had returned to its typical hue and feel. Lucy sat in a chair and watched me, expressionless. As I dried, she bathed, commenting, “It’s so nice and smooth.” I looked as her hands caressed her pussy. I looked away. Life right now was a jumble. I wish I could talk to Susan.

An hour or so after we went to bed, I woke up. I don’t know why. The fan gave a nice breeze, drifting the suspended and unneeded mosquito net. I rolled to my back. I felt Lucy move on her side of the bed. I rolled to my side, facing her. Her voice was barely a whisper.

“Are you awake?”

“Yes,”

“Do you have an erection?”

“Lucy, that’s not…”

“Do you? I think we’re past that point.”

“Yes, had one a lot since I got into bed.”

“I’m very wet and in the midst of a personal crisis of sorts.”

“I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do?” It was the only thing I could think to say, but I considered it risky.

“For now, listen.”

Lucy, on her side, moved towards me, a little, still facing away.

“I am a very normal woman. I’ve had sex with four men and one woman in my life. I lost my virginity to an older man, the father of a friend. You don’t know him, and my friend never found out. He treated me to an event I still think of fondly. It was there that I developed a love of sex and a high set of standards for my partners. The other three men did not measure up. The woman was older and very satisfying, but I’m not that interested in women. A pleasant diversion, that’s all. I am in the midst of a prolonged drought of sex. This, I’m afraid, has affected my mind.

“When this project came up, I thought I would be able to meet someone here and work off my horniness and be able to ignore my other problem. The rules we agreed to shut off the first and aggravated the second. Move a little closer, please.”

I moved away from the edge, towards her with trepidation, my erect penis leading the way. I felt her shift closer also. I suppose I should have stopped this, but I didn’t. I waited.

“Growing up, I had, and still have, a wonderful family. A wise and loving mother, my father a paragon of virtue, who, even though he took notice as I became a woman, never did anything but love and support me. My brother was supportive, occasionally combative, but so normal.

“I saw in my father what I wanted in a man. I liked it when you noticed me and may have, on occasion, worn a little less than usual to gauge your response. You looked, and I know you liked. However, my brother stole my panties, and I think mom’s from time to time due to the tame show I gave you. But, he never did more than leave them, filled with his spend, in the laundry basket.

“But, lurking deep inside me was a curiosity, a desire, for my father. It was never more than an idle thought, but it was there. Move closer, please.”

She moved, I moved. Now my erect cock brushed her firm ass. She said nothing about it.

“Now I find myself naked 24/7 with my father, for whom I have suppressed desires.”

Lucy lifted her leg and made a big shift back until her ass hit my hips and, as she closed her leg. My painfully hard cock was lengthwise along her drenched vagina, held tight by her closed legs.

“This very wet pussy is from watching you, my father masturbate as you watched me do the same and tried very hard not to be seen. Can you feel how wet your daughter is for you?”

She shifted, and I felt her pussy lips run along the bottom of my cock. I gasped, “Yeees.”

“This situation has become unbearable, hopefully for both of us. Seeing all this incest has put to rest any inhibition on my part. Daddy, I need you to back that hard cock up, just a little, until the soft head is nestled in my cleft and then push. Push your cock into your daughter and make me cum.”

I had things to say, but my needs were in the way. I pulled back and away from her. Lucy groaned, “Please?”

I rolled over and turned on one of the bedside lights. My daughter rolled to look at me, confused and hurt. I rolled back to face her.

“Lucy, my daughter. I want you. But not from behind, in the dark, sneaky and secretive.”

I moved to her and over her, resting on my elbows, nudging her legs wide. Her smile was huge, her eyes wide as she felt the head of my cock touch her pussy. She panted with need. My voice was barely a whisper.

“I want to make love to you. Explore every inch of your body. Lay with you for hours. I won’t care if people see us. But right now, daddy needs to fuck his daughter. I’m gonna cum so damn fast, but I don’t care.”

I moved my lips closer and captured hers as I slid my cock inside my daughter. She yelled into my mouth as I felt a torrent shoot out of her around my plunging cock. I broke our kiss.

“I just came, daddy.”

“So good, so good. Oh, baby, daddy is so happy.”

Lucy growled, her legs clamped around mine, “Cum in your little girl’s pussy, daddy. Cum for Lucy.”

Her sheath was so warm and so wet. I felt my cock spreading her, filling her as I slid in. It was wicked, so wrong, and so, so good. My smooth hairless skin touching hers as I pressed myself all the way. I instantly understood the temptation of incest.

I was surprised I lasted as long as I did, maybe thirty seconds, and I plunged deep, slamming against Lucy’s hips as my penis jetted deep into her body. I felt her cum again, more of her squirting out. I felt as if the air had been let out of my body. Never had an orgasm felt that good.

Panting, I rolled off and collapsed on the bed next to her. She rolled on top of me, her face beaming.

“That, father, was the best fuck I ever had.”

I hugged her, “I never thought I’d ever have sex with you until tonight when you talked about incest.”

Lucy hugged me, “Well, if it’s a ‘one of,’ I’ll understand.”

I gripped her firm young ass, letting my finger probe her tight hole, “No, baby girl, we’re just getting started. We have a week.”

I closed my eyes briefly and was out.

This morning I did wake up lying against my daughter’s body. My right hand over her, holding all of one of her firm breasts in my hand, and my growing cock wedged into the cleft of her young, tight, round butt. This is so wrong, I thought. Bob and Carrol will see us. I smiled and toyed with Lucy’s nipple. So wrong, but that’s what makes it so stimulating. Being watched? Having incestuous people watch me make love to my daughter? I groaned quietly as my cock went to full size. Lucy stirred.

“Can I assume from your position and from the state of your penis that my father doesn’t mind having sex with his daughter?”

I hugged her and rubbed my cock on her ass, “Your father, who never would have made a move, can’t wait to have sex with his daughter, every way and everywhere. This place has broken me, and I like it.”

“Everywhere?”

“Yes, my daughter, everywhere. I want people to see me loving you. Now I know why they come to Incest Haven Resort. To get out of the secret life and share their unique love.”

She giggled. I toyed with her nipple. She sighed, “Finger my pussy, daddy. Make me wet so you can put your cock in me again.”

My hand moved between her legs. Her pussy was still quiet, but I felt my cum on her lips. I moved back and rolled her onto her back. As I gently coaxed her vagina to life, I leaned over her, and our lips met. I nibbled her lip lightly and then pressed mine against hers. Her lips parted, and I let my tongue slip in. Our passion ramped up. Lucy hugged me hard, and our tongues dueled. My fingers felt her pussy blossom, and soon I had two soaked fingers on her G-spot. Lucy groaned and panted.

“Oh fuck, you’re better than Mr. Conners. I’m gonna cum, daddy.”

I pressed my thumb on her fat clit and rubbed. Lucy quaked in my arms, her eyes rolled back, and a jet of her sex fluid shot out of her pussy, covering my hand and wetting the bed. Her hand came down and held my arm. I stopped rubbing. We just lay for a second. I moved my wet hand away from her pussy.

“You make me cum so hard, daddy.”

“Daddy needs to put his cock in his daughter.”

Lucy squealed, “I love it when you say that.”

She rolled over and got up on her hands and knees, “From behind, daddy. Fuck me doggy, and please, fuck me hard. I am so needy.”

I moved behind her. Griping her trim small hip bones, I placed the head of my cock at her entrance, taking a moment to savor the view of the head of my penis, just parting her and enjoying the wrongness of what we were doing. I pressed in, watching the head of my cock engulfed by her supple lips. Lucy groaned.

“You’re teasing me, and I hate you.”

“No, baby, daddy is so awed looking at my cock sliding into my little girl’s wet pussy.”

“So wrong,” She gasped.

I rammed my cock in hard till our bodies collided, “But so fucking good.”

My cock was more patient this morning. Cupping my hands on Lucy’s hips, I rammed her pussy over and over. My daughter, hands full of sheet, grunted and groaned with every thrust. She would cum in torrent, gushing out around my plunging cock and pouring down our legs to soak the sheets. This was fucking.

We were covered in sweat, and Lucy was getting louder. I looked up to see Bill and Carrol watching us. Bill turgid, and Carrol jerking him.

“Bout time you two got into this place.” She yelled before dropping to her knees and taking her brother’s cock into her mouth.

I was going to cum. You can’t go balls deep into your hot daughter while watching a brother and sister fuck and last forever.

Bill and Carol had moved to the bed. She was riding him like a barroom bull, and he was propped up on pillows so he could watch me pillage my daughter’s tight, wet pussy.

“Lucy, daddy’s gonna cum.”

My daughter flung her sweat-soaked hair as she turned her head, “Fill me, dad. Fill your little girl’s pussy with your hot cum.”

She knew what she was doing. I went off. It felt like it coursed up from my toes, through my butt, past my balls, and rocketed out of my cock deep inside her. Lucy felt it and came again, dousing me in her cum. I just held onto her trim hips as my passion cooled and my erection faded.

Lucy slid out from under me, my soft cock falling out, followed by a river of our fluids. She laughed.

If we don’t use a towel or get these sheets changed, they are going to be like plywood.”

I laughed as she went to the shower. I got up and joined her.

Lucy reached between her legs and brought up a hand covered in my cum and hers.

“Mr. Mac Neil, you have been fucking your daughter and filling her with your cum.

She yelped as I leaned over and licked her hand clean.

“And I intend to do so at every opportunity, as long as we are here.”

“That was your cum, daddy.”

“No big deal.”

Lucy paused, soaping her firm breasts, “No big deal? Hmmm, I think daddy has more secrets. And what does ‘As long as we are here’ mean? Then what? Are you going to tell mom?

“I won’t have them for long.” Then I told her what Susan had whispered to me that last night.

“So, you think she’ll be cool about it?”

As I washed her hair, I told her about telling Susan I thought Lucy was hot and the game that followed. Lucy hugged me, the hot water running over our bodies.

“So, you think mom will be willing to share you with me?”

I clutched her ass, “The big question is whether you are ready— to share your mother with me.”

Lucy looked up, her mouth open, “You mean, mom likes women too?”

“She’s only been with Betty, but she would love to lick her daughter’s pussy.”

“MMMM, oh daddy, what a visual.”

My cock was growing again, “Lucy, stop. We have to go eat.”

She put my hand between her legs, “Eat this, pops.”

I pulled back and slapped her wet ass, “Later, when there’s a crowd.”

“Pervert.” She said as she shut off the water.

I grabbed a towel, “says the girl with a wet pussy, thinking about lesbian incest with her mother.”

Bill and Carrol joined us for breakfast.

“That was some show. Carrol was wondering if you two were into the scene.”

Lucy smiled, “We weren’t until last night. Seems we both wanted to, but. This place did us in.”

Carrol held up her glass of juice, “To family fucking perverts.”

We all laughed as we touched cups and drank.

I had to know, “So you and Bill are siblings?”

Bill answered, “Yes.”

“Why is this such a secret here? Nobody says sister, brother, even wife.”

Bill laughed, “They will now. That bracelet was also a warning to everybody. Incest is technically illegal, and NDA or not, one slip, and many lives could go up in smoke. Grace took a huge chance letting you…”

“Making us.” Lucy inserted, and then quickly explained the terms we agreed to.

Bill’s eyebrows rose, “well, it was risky, but it seems Grace is a better judge of people than we thought. Excuse me.”

Bill got up and joined that group of six, a family. At their table. As she spoke, they looked over and waved at us. Our secret was being spread. We were now part of the incest herd.

After breakfast, Lucy and I decided to do some work. Back to the office. Grace was not there. We got to work refining our design on the computer. Grace came into the office and stood behind us.

“Tell me what you have planned.”

Lucy took over and explained our ideas, her youth and enthusiasm bubbling out. Grace just listened.

Lucy finished her description. Grace smiled.

“We were very nervous about this project. This place is a well-defended secret, and anybody who was going to be involved had to have a stake in it, morally. I sweat for two days, wondering if the attraction I saw between father and daughter was earthy enough. Now I know I was right.”

She held out her hand. We looked at her, confused.

“Give me the bracelets. As part of your compensation package, your family has a full membership here.”

Lucy and I walked back towards the resort.

“Dad, no bracelets. We can suck and fuck anyone who’s interested.”

“You, my dear, not me. Mom gave me a pass with you only, and I am happy with that. Watch yes. But I will only have sex with my daughter. However, you’re free to graze.”

Lucy laughed, “Graze, you kill me, dad. I could definitely add a few notches to my personal bedpost here with both sexes. But I’m not that way. I need love and affection. I only want you.”

We both stopped at one of the pavilions. My hand caressed Lucy’s firm ass. My cock grew. Lucy climbed up on the table and got her legs up in the straps. Legs wide, her smooth and very wet pussy was open.

“Lick me, daddy. Make me cum with your mouth.”

I settled on the stool and kissed the inside of her thighs.

“Your pussy is full of my cum.”

Lucy looked down at me, “I’m sorry, daddy. We’ll do something else.”

“No, baby. Dad likes the taste.” I ran my tongue up her thigh, stopping before her soaked slit.

“You’re are way wilder than I ever imagined. But, you’re teasing me. Go for it. I need it, daddy.”

I put my mouth on her vagina and stuck my tongue in. She tasted earthy and sexy and a little like me.

“Fuck yes, daddy. More.”

I caught movement. The anchor lady, who shall have to remain nameless, watched us, holding hands with her son.

“I was hoping you two would get it on.”

Lucy answered, panting, “Sorry, but it’s just us.”

“That’s okay. We’ll be here having fun too.

I put my lips on Lucy’s clit and sucked. I felt my daughter quake and my mouth filled with her essence. I swallowed and got another mouthful. Lucy touched my head.

“A little break, dad. Then I’ll suck your cock.”

The lady had gotten up on the bench next to Lucy. She was getting her legs in the straps while her son stroked a very large cock. I was curious.

“So, how did you and your son get started?”

“My husband is a great guy. A very satisfying lover, but he works mad hours, regular, but mad. My schedule is crazy too. So, we had gotten into a no-sex rut.”

John, her son, moved between her legs, his fat cock nesting in her sex.

“Well, I’d never paid any attention to John, as a man. Then one day, I was walking by his room, and the door wasn’t fully shut. He was masturbating. One look at that monster, and I knew I had to have it in me. Ohhhhhh, baby!”

John was filling his mother’s pussy, “Oh, mom, you feel so good.”

She grabbed the straps for support, “That’s because it’s so wrong.”

She looked over at Lucy, “gotta finish my story. Once he gets going, all I can do is cum. Well, combine a horny mom with a need for a big cock, a swimming pool, a husband with predictable hours, and a teenager, eighteen and just graduated from high school, oh and wicked weasel bikinis. By August, John had been in every one of my holes.”

We both laughed. Lucy was getting off the bench. I climbed on. I had to ask.

“Your husband?”

“Ohhhhhhhh,” she came, and her son started fucking her harder, “Doesn’t know, and we hope he never finds out. I fuck him silly every chance I get, so I hope he’s happy. Fuck me, son. Make mommy cum all over your cock.”

Lucy settled between my legs, “I’m going to suck my father’s hard cock.”

I smiled and sighed as she licked the head of my cock, “I sure hope so.”

Lucy put the head of my cock in her mouth briefly and then just licked as she talked, “I want you to cum in my mouth, daddy.”

The lady next to me groaned, “So fucking hot. Keep talking, girl, you’re making me cum.”

Lucy got to work. I’m big, but not huge, and Lucy, with a little work, could get all of me in. She looked so good with her mouth around my cock, looking up at me. I kept glancing to my side. The mom noticed.

“I think you admire my son’s cock. Awesome, isn’t it?”

I had noticed. The teenager’s cock had to be well over eight inches, probably nine and thick, with a large helmet head. I’d only sucked one cock in my life, and I was curious. Now that cock was deep in his mother’s pussy as she probed my secret.

“I bet you’d like to suck that. I can see it in your eyes.”

Lucy’s eyes went wide, and her sucking paused. The news lady continued.

“I don’t think he’d mind. I found out that John’s best friend gave him a blowjob as an eighteenth birthday present, and they’ve been swapping oral sex since then. He won’t let me watch them, though. You’ve done it. I can tell. College?”

I nodded.

“Still doing it?”

I nodded. Lucy took her mouth off my cock, “Does mom know?”

I smiled, “She’s right there, every time, usually licking Betty’s pussy.”

“I want to hear all about this.” Lucy got back on my cock. Looking up into my eyes.

“Another couple. We all met in college and swapped for sex. One night my future wife dared me to suck cock. I did. It was fun. Phil liked it too. It helped that it made the women incredibly horny. We don’t do it as much anymore. We still swing, and occasionally I’ll suck Phil, and he sucks me.

The news lady threw her head back and came all over her son’s cock. He groaned, “Getting close, mom. Gonna cum in mommy’s pussy.”

“Fun feeling a hard cock in your mouth, right?”

Lucy, the conversation, and watching mom and son had me at the edge, “Gonna cum Lucy.”

She sucked harder as I answered my fellow incest fan, “It is. Different that licking pussy.”

“Feeling that cum shoot out?”

“Yeeessss, I groaned as I came into my daughter’s mouth. Lucy gulped and gulped. John rammed home and held, filling his mom. We all just let the moment happen. Lucy released my cock, and John pulled back from his mother, watching the flood.

“Yes, it’s very different having a guy cum in your mouth. I never minded, kinda like it.”

The newslady laughed and slapped my shoulder, “well, we have something we can share.”

John looked at me and my fading cock and just smiled. He, of course, was still hard. I remember those days.

Lucy and I were walking again, heading for the pool.

“My father, that paragon of virtue, is an incestuous, bi-sexual swinger.” She laughed.

“Look, it’s a once and while thing. A lot more men are bi-sexual than women. It’s just that a male-centric culture doesn’t want to talk about it.”

“Men? Really?”

“I put my hand on Lucy’s ass, “Men are more physical, less emotional. They just want to get off. Adult bookstores are not for men only. But only men go there.”

Lucy reached over and held my cock, “and you know this how?”

“No, never been. But I know.”

Lucy’s hand was getting a response, “I think I would have liked to see you and that young man suck each other off.”

My hand slipped down until I could feel my daughter’s wet pussy, “Now you see why I do it. It’s fun, and it makes your mom and Betty go nuts.”

“Looking forward to that show,” Lucy said.

“Don’t get your hopes up. Betty and Phil are bi swingers. We’ve never talked incest.”

“Well, after you watch mom and me, we can talk about it.”

We were at the pool. A couple were fucking on one of the lounges as a young man masturbated on the lounge next to them.

I slipped into the water. Lucy slipped in, and I held her close as she nodded towards the action, “Mom, dad, son?”

“Could be. Let’s swim.”

We enjoyed the bath-warm water and sun. Tough to believe, but there’s only so much sex you can handle. The mom had let her husband cum, and now the son was cleaning her pussy with his mouth. Interesting.

It was lunchtime. Lucy and I got out of the pool. It was so hot towels were hardly necessary.

On our way to lunch, we passed one of the pavilions. To my surprise, Grace was in one of the chairs being thoroughly fucked by a man about her age. She saw us and waved us over. I had been so warped by this place I didn’t think this was odd at all.

“Oh fuck, Charley harder.”She groaned, “Hey, you two, this is my brother, Charley.”

Charley, sweat running down his face and body, waved, never slowing the pummeling he was giving to his sister. Who orgasmed.

“Ohhhhh yeeessss. We’re both married, and we have permission to do this once a year.”

Lucy laughed, “Well, that’s pretty interesting.”

Grace was covered in sweat, as was her brother. She answered Lucy as her body jolted from her brother’s fucking.

“Charley and I go way back. I was busy setting this place up, never home. Came home early and caught my husband with the neighbor’s daughter. This was the cost of not divorcing him.”

I was curious, “He ever join in or watch?”

Grace threw her head back, “Oh Charley, that’s it. I’m cumming.”

She quaked and moaned while her brother sped up to join her. As her cum surrounded his pounding cock, he came, ramming deep and groaning. I was hard, and Lucy’s hand was stroking me.

Grace took a deep breath and watched us, “video only. Charley doesn’t want him watching us. That might change. You two wanna entertain us? I’ve been hoping that you two would do it. I’d like to watch.”

Lucy got up on the other bench, “I love being watched while my father fucks me.”

We gave Grace an excellent show. I have to admit, all this sex was wearing me out. It took a while to cum, and Grace and I broke my rule when she fingered my ass to make me cum. I looked at it like playing golf with a client. Lucy thought that was hilarious.

The rest of our time at Sand Haven passed in a blur of sun and sex with Lucy. Other than my moment with Grace, we kept it between us. We got ridiculously turned on watching that family I spoke of. Three generations of bi incest, and they loved an audience.

I was half-asleep on the plane home. I had sent our itinerary to Susan and Luke and thanked Luke for the lead, telling him that a lucrative project was ours. I was dying to tell Susan all about it and test her permission. But I just said, ‘thank you for your permission’ and left it at that. Susan answered with a big smile emoji. Lucy was gazing out the window.

“If this place is so secret, how did Luke’s bosses know about it?”

Never occurred to me.

“Good question. What do you think?”

Lucy turned to face me. She pulled the light wrap from around her shoulders and dropped it, covering our laps. Her hand moved up my thigh to tease my cock, “I think you and I know they are siblings and fuck each other. But, what does Luke know?”

“Yeah, gotta be. But, I’m not seeing them sharing that kind of information with their intern.”

Lucy laughed lightly as she fondled my hard cock through my shorts, “Funny, brother and sister, lovers, keeping their secret from their intern who masturbates using his sister and mother’s underwear.”

“That does have a certain sick humor. So, did Luke ever try anything?”

My penis was rigid. My daughter’s hand doing an excellent job of reminding me how much I enjoyed fucking her. I was glad I had put briefs on. My precum was flowing. I gently took her hand away.

“It’s not nice to tease.”

“Sorry, dad. No, Luke was always a good brother. But, if looks were boners, I got fucked all the time.”

I stifled a laugh, “I’m not sure your mom ever noticed. She never said anything.”

Lucy’s eyes were back out the window, “She did the laundry, dad, no way she didn’t notice her panties full of her son’s cum.”

“True. Perhaps I’ll ask her about that.”

Lucy turned back to me, eye-to-eye, “How come you never tried anything? You love fucking me.”

“I noticed you, as a woman, when you were around eighteen, maybe nineteen. You’re a younger version of mom, and so you caught my eye. I will confess to enjoying seeing you in panties and bikinis, and I did want to peek and touch. But a parent can never do that. To make a move is to leverage my power as your parent to get what I want. Incest is bad enough. Using my power as your father is unacceptable.”

“So, that’s how the role-playing thing got started?”

“Yes, we both admitted our desire and worked it out safely, we thought.”

Lucy laughed, “Well, I don’t know who could have stood up to having to spend time naked and share a bed with their secret desire.”

I took her hand, “Thank you for taking the initiative. I would have endured, but it would have been torture. If I may ask, did you ever think about us?”

“My dad was a masturbation fantasy, like many girls. I accepted that my fantasy would never be granted. When this came up, I was scared. Fantasy is one thing. Reality is different. Oh, how my mind raced. ‘Should I? Could I? Would you? If not, will it wreck our relationship?’ It sucked. But, once I figured out the secret to the place, I was energized. I knew you had desires, but fears and I finally, that night, that wonderful night, said ‘what the fuck’ and went for it. And now, here we are, going home to fuck mom.”

I snorted and gently slapped her thigh, “Rude.”

Susan had told us to get a cab home. We both laughed. My wife was up to something. As we rode home, Susan sent another text. “Wash off your travel, using our shower, and meet me by the pool in Sand Haven uniform.”

Funny girl. I showed it to Lucy. She smiled and fondled her breast, “I can’t wait.”

I didn’t see Susan as we came in the door. We dropped our carry-ons and headed for my bedroom, shedding clothes as we walked. As Lucy dropped her panties, I sighed. She needed to strip for daddy more often.

We have a huge tiled shower, and Lucy and I had lots of room. Susan had run the water, so it was instantly hot. Under the stream, Lucy and I hugged and kissed deeply.

“I love you, daddy.” She said as she stroked my rigid penis.

“And I love my daughter,” I replied, with two fingers deep in my daughter’s soaked vagina.

“We can’t fuck, daddy. Mommy is waiting.”

We live on a large, wooded property with no neighbors in sight. Our pool has no fence. As Lucy and I got to the sliding door, we saw the note taped to it. “Welcome to Sand Haven West.” I ran my hand over my daughter’s naked ass as she slid the door open.

My wife lay naked on a lounge in the warm sunlight. Her favorite sex toy deep in her pussy and the cushion under her soaked. Her upper chest was red from her excitement. She pointed to the end of the lounge.

“Stand there. I require a report.”

Lucy and I smiled and stood at mock attention, saluting, “Recruits reporting, ma’am.”

“James, did you share a bed with our daughter?”

“Yes.”

“Lucy, have you ever masturbated thinking of your father?”

“Many times.”

Susan moved the dildo in and out of her drenched pussy.

“Did you let your father put his erect penis in your mouth?”

“Yes,” Lucy panted. My cock was growing.

“Did you let your father blast his hot cum into your mouth?”

“Oh yes.”

Susan had a finger working her clit as the toy sloshed in and out of her. She pointed to my hard cock.

“Did you let your father put that hard fat cock into his daughter’s pussy?”

Lucy was masturbating now. We all were.

“Yes, mommy. I let daddy fuck my pussy.”

Susan and I both groaned.

“Did you cum? Did you cum while your daddy fucked you?”

“I squirted, mommy. My cum blasted out around daddy’s cock.”

Susan orgasmed, quaking and groaning, “Do it. Fuck daddy for me. I want to watch.”

Lucy stepped over to one of the sunbeds. She lay back on the narrow arm-less platform and grabbed a folded towel. Picking up her skinny little ass, she slid the thick folded fabric under her. She pulled her legs back and wide.

“Daddy, come and fuck your daughter.”

I got between her legs, my cock pointed towards her open and soaked vagina. Susan stood next to me.

“Help me put my cock into our little girl’s pussy.”

Susan groaned. Her small hand gripped my cock, and I moved forward. She rubbed the head up and down Lucy’s slit, getting the head shiny and wet.

“Oh, fuck, this is so dirty.” Susan panted.

My wife took her hand off my cock as I slid it into our daughter. Lucy sighed, “Oh, so fucking good.”

In my peripheral vision, I thought I caught movement in the house. I was busy watching my daughter cumming.

“Fuck, dad, even better than being watched on the island.” Her cum gushed out, Susan gasped.

Susan leaned in a kissed me. “I love you, James.”

“I love you more than life itself,” I replied as I panted.

“Mommy, touch my clit. I want to cum some more.”

Susan moved her hand between us and captured her daughter’s fat clitoris. Lucy came again, soaking my cock and her mother’s hand.

“So fuckin good! My nipples, mommy, pinch my little titties.”

Susan had one hand on her daughter’s clit and the other pinching her nipples. My wife fidgeted.

“This is making me so fucking horny, Jim.”

Lucy gently gripped her mother’s wrist, “Do you want to put your mommy pussy on my mouth?”

I nearly came hearing that. Susan smiled

“Does my little girl like to suck pussy?”

“Not as much as I like cock, but yes. Sit on my face, mommy.”

Under the bright August sun on our concrete pool deck, three naked family members indulged in wicked fun. I had my cock deep in my daughter’s hot, wet pussy as her mother straddled her daughter’s head and settled in to have her pussy licked. Susan faced me, her hands on my shoulders.

“I’m gonna cum, Jim. Cum on our daughter’s face.”

I was close. This was all too much.

“I’m gonna cum, Susan. Gonna cum in our little girl.”

Susan was orgasming, “Oh fuck yes. Cum, Jim, cum in her pussy.”

We all climaxed at once. I hammered deep and jetted while Lucy’s cum gushed out, and Susan nearly smothered her daughter, cumming on her face. I pulled out, releasing a flood out of Lucy. Susan got off Lucy, her face covered in her mother’s spend. I heard quiet clapping.

Luke stood to one side, naked. His cock purple with need. “Wow. That was some show. Better than I ever imagined.”

Susan moved to another sun bed, “Luke, you’ve got some explaining to do. You caused all this. But first, mommy needs a cock. Come and fuck your mother. I know you’ve wanted to for a long time.”

Luke was between his mother’s legs and in her in an instant. Susan yelled, “Fuck me, son. Fuck me hard. I’ve been waiting for this.”

He did. Luke fucked his mother like he was going to prison tomorrow. They didn’t last long either. A couple of minutes. Susan was cumming the whole time. Lucy stood in front of me, my arms around her, one on her pussy and the other holding her lovely small breast. “That looks so hot, dad.”

“It does. You want to be next?”

“Oh yeah. I guess we have a new kind of family, huh?”

“Yes, my girl. Let the explorations begin.”

Luke rammed his mother hard, roared, and came. I watched his tight ass clenching as he filled Susan. I wanted to hold that ass.

Luke stood up, his cock, still hard, dripping with both of their fluids. He looked at me. I was sitting on the edge of a lounge. My son moved between my legs. His rigid penis was at eye level. I could smell his mother’s pussy on it. His cock twitched

“I found pictures. You, mom, Betty, Phil. You and Phil. Dad. I’m curious, never done it, or had it done.”

Susan looked at me and shrugged. I remembered taking those. They were in a box somewhere.

Lucy complained, “And you didn’t share them? You suck.”

Luke took the towel soaked with his sister’s spend and tossed it on the deck. He looked at Lucy as he got on his knees.

“Not yet, sis. But I’m going to.”

I was surprised, “I’m not gay, son.”

Luke slowly stroked his penis, “Me either. But… ”

My son placed his hands on my upper thighs and moved his mouth until it was inches away from my cock. I could hear the girls fingering each other, panting.

Luke looked up into my eyes as he opened his mouth and captured the head of my erect penis. If I thought fucking my daughter was bad, this was the ultimate. His mouth felt good. His lips slid along my cock, lower until he had nearly all of it. I looked down, and he was stroking his cock as he sucked his father off.

“Don’t cum, son. I want that load in my mouth.”

Both girls orgasmed, nearly yelling.

I took a little while, having cum in Lucy already. Luke stayed with it. He enjoyed it. He’d suck and stroke while we watched his mom and sis rub each other. Susan laughed.

“We’d be licking these pussies, but then we couldn’t watch. You two dicks owe us a fucking when this is done.”

Lucy licked her fingers, “Bro, I need that cock of yours in me.”

All this smutty talk put me over the edge, “Luke, dad’s gonna cum.”

My son took all of me, sucking hard. I felt the energy at the breaking point, “Here it cums, son.”

Luke backed off and just captured the head of my cock as I came, bathing my son’s mouth in my cum. He took it all.

I lay back as Luke released my fading cock. Our eyes met, “I liked that, dad. Maybe not all the time, but I liked it.”

Susan got up. “Well, son. I think we all need to take a break, and then you owe your sister and me a hot load of cum.”

We all dove in the pool to wash off and then went in to make lunch. Sitting around the table, I started the questions.

“Luke, your bosses, man, and woman. You thought they were husband and wife?”

“No, dad. They told me they were siblings, and both had rings.”

“But, there’s more to that.”

Luke took a pull off his beer, “Um, yeah. I left one night. Forgot my tablet. I was ten minutes away, so I turned around. It was like one of those porn stories. I slip into the office and hear a groan. I look around the edge of Joe’s office, and he’s naked. Jill is naked lying on his desk, and he’s fucking the shit out of her. I wanted to leave, but my feet wouldn’t move. This was my fantasy. I pulled out my cock and masturbated. Of course, I got caught. It was a tense few moments with me, my pants still open talking to my bosses, siblings, naked. They’re both married to someone else. They’re sibling sex was new. Long work nights on a business trip etc. We reached an understanding. No, I don’t have sex with them and don’t watch. But they knew you had the firm and told me about the island. They asked, “You think your dad and sister?” I said, I wish, but no. They set it up anyway, saying, “That’s how Jill and I got started. We went down to help set up the place, just as lawyers.”

“So, I was very interested when you two took the job. Joe and Jill told me all about the place. Jill said, ‘I’ll bet that both your dad and sister have thought about it. That’s why they said yes. Maybe I’m wrong, but I doubt it.’

“As for me, I’d found those pictures, and they turned me on, all of it, you know?” He paused, getting red, looking at Susan and Lucy. “I got really into the idea of incest and bi stuff. I had borrowed mom and Lucy’s panties to masturbate. Sorry.”

Lucy laughed, “I knew, bro. You ever wonder why they were so wet? I masturbated in them for you, but you never made a move.”

Luke’s mouth fell open, “Wha? But mom’s…”

Susan smiled, “Well, it seems mother and daughter had the same thought. I masturbated in mine, too, when I knew you were using them. One time I found mine, just after you had cum all over the gusset. I put them on and spent all day with my son’s cum rubbing my pussy. I was hoping you’d notice.”

I gave my wife a look. She shrugged, “Just helping my son out with his problem.”

I laughed. The currents in this family have been running deep. We all got up to clear the table. Luke and I were hard, and I could see that Susan and Lucy’s nipples were rigid. She walked up to her brother, wrapped him in her arms, and kissed him. He didn’t flinch and kissed her back, long and hard. Her hand stroked him as he pinched her long nipples. Susan stood next to me, stroking my cock. “New family now.”

“Yeah, I love it.”

Lucy disengaged from her brother, “Bro, you owe me this cock.”

I spoke up, “I pulling rank here. Luke sucked his dad’s cock, and so I want to suck my son’s.”

Lucy faked a pout, “No fair, dad.”

I sat in a chair, and Luke got between my legs, “Oh, Luce. I’ll make you a deal. You let me suck Luke, and I won’t make him cum. You can have his load up your sister pussy.”

Susan was quivering, “Jim, you’re terrible. You said it that way to tease us all.”

“Damn right.” And I held my son’s cock as I took all of it in my mouth. He groaned, “Oh fuck, dad, don’t suck me too long. This is too hot.”

I liked the feel of his cock. He’s about the same size as me. It was only the second penis I ever sucked. I had him in my mouth for a minute or so. I leaned back and looked at Lucy with her mom’s fingers in her pussy, “He’s all yours, daughter.”

Susan and I lay on a lounge making love. Kissing hugging, she sucked me, and I ate her, tasting our son. I got over her and entered my wife. Beside us, our children were tearing it up, changing positions, licking, sucking, cumming. It was exhausting just watching them. As I slowly fucked my wife, I looked into her eyes, “I love you, Susan.”

She clenched her pussy around my cock, “And I love you, James.”

“We have a lifetime membership at Sand Haven, by the way.”

“Mmmmmmm.” Was all she said.