Day Three
The next morning I woke up with a mild headache and shame. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand, I had slept much later than I had planned. I was so ashamed by my behavior the night before. I had been reckless. A small, very small, part of me had felt free and wild the night before, but in the light of day, things rapidly felt different.
Not only had Anna seen and felt my breasts, but I had rubbed myself between my legs until I climaxed next to her on the couch. Granted my lady parts were covered, but it was still shocking. I was mortified by my behavior, but I was also ashamed of how good it had felt. I had never, ever, orgasmed that hard before. Cumming like that could be addicting and I couldn’t let that kind of behavior control me. Between that and the recent uptick in alcohol, I couldn’t imagine my own mother even recognizing me based on my behavior.
Today was going to be a new day, I vowed.
I heard the ruckus in the living room and assumed it was the arrival of Anna’s daughter and future son-in-law. Before I left my room I dressed in a simple pale yellow romper with short sleeves and shorts.
“There’s my girl!” I heard Anna cry out when I walked out.
I gave a small wave to the new arrivals. I recognized Georgia, having met her a few times over the years at Anna’s house, and gave her an easy hug.
“How are you?” I asked, smiling. It was good to see her. She looked great, tall and blonde like her mother with high, pert breasts that I was oh-so jealous of. Her legs were just like her mom’s too–sky high and gorgeous. They had good genes.
“I’m good,” Georgia said, smiling back. “This is cute!” She tugged on the waist of my romper.
I blushed at the compliment. “Thank you. And you must be Dave!”
I reached out to offer my hand to the tall, classically good looking frat-boy type that stood beside her. He smiled and instead of taking my hand, enveloped me in a hug. I could smell his fresh smelling deodorant and couldn’t help but inhale the pleasing scent. It had been a long time since I had a man touch me, even in this friendly, casual manner. It was nice.
“It’s nice to meet you,” he murmured and we pulled back from each other.
I looked over at Anna and she was beaming, her arm around her daughter. Comically, her daughter and I were closer in age than Anna and I were. Anna had Georgia very young and Georgia’s father disappeared shortly after she was born. Anna always claimed she was both mother and father to Georgia and wouldn’t change a thing.
It was then that I noticed a third guest. This one had four legs though.
“And who is this handsome guy?” I leaned down to extend my hand to him slowly to sniff.
“This is Beau,” Dave shared, patting his head. The dog was big. Huge.
“Hi Beau,” I said, scratching behind his ear as he leaned against my legs in contentment. He almost knocked me over he was so heavy. “He’s huge!” I laughed.
“That’s how we like ’em,” Anna said with a wink. All three of them laughed.
“He’s an English Mastiff,” Georgia explained. “Dave has had him since he was a tiny little puppy.”
“Well he’s certainly not tiny now,” I commented, listening to his wagging tail thump enthusiastically against the floor.
“Mm-mm-mm!” Anna said, making a noise as if she had just eaten something yummy. “He’s just too perfect for me.”
We all smiled as Beau looked up at us, happy with all of the attention.
“You two get settled while Parker and I fix something for brunch,” Anna said, nudging Georgia and Dave toward the guest bedroom.
“You don’t mind sharing a room with us, do you Parker?” Georgia said politely.
I smiled. “Only if I get to cuddle with this big guy,” I said patting Beau’s side as he panted up at me.
“If you let him, he’d be tied to you all night,” Dave said, causing Anna to laugh so hard she spewed out some of her drink through her nose. It looks like she was sipping a mimosa.
The happy couple carried their bags into my room and I could hear the soft murmurs of them talking as they unpacked.
Anna looped her arm into mine and walked us to the kitchen. Sure enough, a pitcher of mimosas sat on the counter. I reluctantly took the filled to the top glass that she handed me and took a small sip. I guess one little glass wouldn’t hurt my new resolution to be better today.
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“Oh your tits are burning babe!”
I groaned, blinking my eyes open. My head was pounding from too much sun and alcohol. Squinting against the harsh light I could see Anna standing over my beach chair. I looked down and, sure enough, my breasts were on display again. I wasn’t sure for how long, but it was long enough that the were pinking up from the sun. I groaned again at the brightness of the sun as I tried to piece the day together.
One glass of mimosa had turned into several and then I was feeling so good and comfortable that it seemed silly to stop when Anna made a pitcher of margaritas for us. After all, I was on vacation dammit! I remembered feeling giggly again. Soon I was on cloud-nine, feeling oh-so confident when Georgia and Dave had started complimenting me and my figure. It was nice to be recognized and I felt pretty for the first time in forever. I vaguely recalled swimming in the ocean with Anna and Dave, his strong hands catching me and helping me to my feet the few times a wave got the best of me. I tried to ignore the fluttering in my belly when his hands squeezed my waist and reminded myself that he was going to be married to Georgia soon. There was no reason to believe that he was being anything but polite in helping me.
Things after the ocean got much blurrier. I remembered laying down on the big beach blanket we had spread out on the sand. I was nervous about how close Dave had laid down next to me, not wanting to accidentally elbow him in the side if I rolled over. I hazily recalled my bathing suit being tugged down to my waist again and a quick pinch on my nipples but after that, my mind was blank. I didn’t know if I had bared my breasts for all to see, or if someone else had. Either way it didn’t really matter. It wasn’t like I protested.
My eyes slowly adjusted to the bright sky and I saw that not only was I topless, but Anna and Georgia were as well. Feeling a little bit better about being exposed, I sat up gingerly in my chair.
“How long have I been out for?” I asked them.
“Not long,” Anna assured me. “Maybe twenty minutes or so.”
“Here,” Dave said, holding out a tube of sunscreen. “You don’t want to burn any more than you already have.”
I nodded, taking the sunscreen from him and avoided making eye contact with him as much as possible. “Thank you.”
Seeing that Georgia and Dave weren’t paying me any attention I decided to be brave. I quickly rubbed the lotion into my skin, trying not to be self conscious about it. It was definitely weird to massage my breasts in public, but I tried not to think about it. This vacation made me feel like I was the odd duck out since nudity didn’t seem to even phase Anna and her family. I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes to try and relax and before I knew it, I was nodding off again.
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A late afternoon thunderstorm had us running up the wooden boardwalk leading up to the house with towels over our heads. Not wanting to have my breasts bounce as I ran, I had put my suit back fully on whereas Anna and Georgia freely bounced all the way back up to the house. I guess I was just going to have to get more comfortable with nudity this week.
We ran into the house giggling and were greeted by Beau. Beau leapt up on his hind legs onto Anna’s back, his front paws reaching all the way to her shoulders. She sagged under his weight.
“Mmm we can play later boy,” Anna said, her voice strangely husky. “Get down for now.”
He jumped off her and she patted his side, his nose going to her crotch to sniff. She laughed and pushed him away, saying “Later Beau.”
We got changed into dry comfy clothes, myself, Georgia and Dave all taking turns in the guest bedroom. Everyone settled in on the couch or arm chairs to watch the storm through the wide panes of glass on each of the sliding doors. I read my book while Anna flipped through a home decorating magazine.
Georgia and Dave were cuddled together adorably on one of the oversized chairs talking quietly to themselves. I tried not to be jealous of their intimacy and affection for one another, but it was hard. After a bit they stood, saying they were a little tired from traveling and were going to lie down before dinner. Anna and I both gave them a small wave and they went into the guest bedroom hand in hand.
I must have nodded off again, the day in the sun and the alcohol wiping me out. I woke up a little while later, my book open in my lap feeling cozy and well rested. Anna was in the kitchen getting dinner ready with Beau glued to her side as she chopped some vegetables.
“How long have I been sleeping?” I asked her.
She shrugged. “Maybe forty-five minutes or so?”
Just then the guest bedroom door opened and Dave and Georgia came out. Georgia flopped down beside me on the couch while Dave joined Anna in the kitchen, leaning down to give her a kiss on the cheek.
“You two have a good fuck?” Anna asked them, casual as can be.
My jaw dropped open at her question.
“Yes Momma,” Georgia said, looking up from her magazine.
“You cum?”
Dave and Georgia both nodded with Georgia holding up three fingers to indicate she had done so three times.
I was in absolute shock. Not only was this a highly inappropriate conversation to have with your daughter, but you could cum three times in that amount of time?
“That’s my boy!” Anna said, fist bumping Dave.
“It was my pleasure,” Dave said with a laugh.
“You working on making a grandbaby for me?” Anna asked, piling the chopped vegetables into a pan on the stove.
“We would if she’d let me,” Dave said, sounding annoyed.
“Georgia Marie are you still on that damn pill every day?” Anna asked sternly.
Georgia sighed at the use of her middle name. “No Momma, I went off it months ago, but I’m just not ready yet so we’re still using condoms in the meantime.”
“Well that’s a damn shame,” Anna said, shooting a look of pure disappointment in Georgia’s direction.
“Tell me about it,” Dave muttered, grabbing his crotch and adjusting it.
Was it me? Was I the odd one because I didn’t live in a world that seemed to revolve around sex and nudity? Never in my life had I experienced anything like this at all. Was this normal and I was just a prude who had lead a sheltered life? I didn’t know what to think anymore and even though I was horribly uncomfortable it wasn’t like I could just leave. That would ruin my friendship with Anna and I had to work with her every day. It would be even more awkward. Deciding to try and go with the flow and tune it all out, I moved to the kitchen to help prepare dinner. Maybe this week would just be a good learning opportunity for me.
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Dinner had been uneventful thankfully. Everyone skipped adult beverages in exchange for some much needed hydration from water and sports drinks. I was nervous about after dinner however. The past two nights had been similar. Both nights we watched an unconventional movie and ended up with some form of masturbation. Not to mention that Anna pumped her breast milk before bed every night.
I thought about feigning a headache and going to bed early, but Dave sat on the couch and called me over to join him. Not wanting to be rude I sat in one of the chairs.
“You really do have beautiful tits,” Dave said to me quietly and he settled a blanket over his legs. “They were made for sucking.”
I stammered in shock and eventually squeaked out something that sounded like “thank you.”
“Movie time!” Georgia called out excitedly, jumping on to the couch next to her fiancé.
“Let’s watch something funny,” Dave suggested as if he hadn’t just said something highly inappropriate to a woman that wasn’t his fiancé.
I nodded in agreement as Anna flopped down onto the couch, squeezing in between Dave and Georgia. To my relief Georgia flipped through the channels on the TV and landed on Zoolander. A classic that I had seen a couple of times before. I knew there was no unexpected nudity or sex in that one. I leaned back in the chair and got comfortable as Dave leaned over and turned off all the lights.
After about twenty minutes into the movie Anna sat forward on the couch and pulled off her T-shirt. I don’t know why I was surprised, she had used her pump in front of me every night. There was no reason to think she wouldn’t do it in front of her daughter and future son-in-law. I found it odd, however, that she didn’t grab the bag that contained her pump from the coffee table. Instead Anna simply leaned back against the couch again, putting her an arm around both Dave and Georgia beside her. I watched in horror as Anna guided both of their heads gently towards her bare breasts. Each of them quickly found her nipple and began to suck, Dave moaning on the first taste of her milk. They rested their heads against her lap and nursed as if it were completely normal for an adult to suckle milk from their mother.
“Anna!” I cried out in shock, unable to help myself.
“Shh Parker, watch the movie,” Anna whispered.
“But Anna–”
“It’s family time Parker, just watch the movie,” she snapped at me.
I reluctantly turned my head back toward the screen but out of the corner of my eye I could see Georgia and Dave’s mouths eagerly sucking on Anna’s nipples. Their were cheeks hollowed with every strong pull, Dave occasionally groaning into her skin.
“That’s it,” Anna moaned, stroking her hand against Dave’s cheek. “Suck on Momma’s teats.”
Oh. My. God.
“Mmm good girl, baby,” Anna said softly, rubbing her hand up and down Georgia’s back soothingly. “Get all of Momma’s milk. That’s it.”
I kept my eyes trained on the TV and tried to watch the movie, Anna’s quiet murmurs and groans making it nearly impossible. As soon as the credits scrolled I was on my feet muttering a hasty goodnight and walked quickly to my room. I turned off the light and dove under the covers, closing my eyes tightly. I could not, for the life of me, wrap my head around what I had just witnessed. And to make matters worse I realized I ached inexplicably between my thighs.
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A rhythmic thumping noise woke me sometime in the middle of the night. Confused, I glanced over at the nightstand and saw that it was two a.m. in the morning. I raised myself up slightly to look around the room, searching for the source of the sound.
“Oh!” I gasped quietly when I discovered it. I quickly lowered myself back down to the bed and laid still as if I was sleeping, happy that the dim light of the room and covers hid my face from their view.
Dave was having sex with Georgia on the bed next to me. The covers were strewn off and I could see everything.
Every. Single. Thing.
I wasn’t so prude that I didn’t know that the position they were in was called missionary style. She was naked and on her back, her long legs wrapped around his waist as his hips pumped into her. Now that I was more awake I heard more than the just thumping of the bed against the wall that woke me. I could hear their wet genitals slapping together every time Dave thrust, her breasts bouncing on her chest. It was grotesque, but I couldn’t look away. As I watched in shock I realized that he was talking quietly to her.
“Yeah take it. Just like that. Relax your cunt for me,” he groaned. “That’s my good girl.”
I squeezed my thighs together at his words. As disgusting as it was, I couldn’t help but feel my nipples get hard at the sound of his voice.
“Mmm you like that?” he murmured as she cried out softly. “Yeah you like my cock nice and deep in that pussy.”
He shifted, pushing her legs back with his forearms and moving higher up onto her body. Before I couldn’t see the actual place their genitals met, but now in the dim light of the room they were illuminated clearly. Granted, I had nothing to compare it to outside of the movie Anna made me watch the other night, but his penis seemed huge. It was glistening in the low light, wet and slick from Georgia’s arousal and seemed to stretch her tremendously. I noticed at the base of his penis there was a thin latex ring. That must be a condom.
I watched, mesmerized as he moved his shaft in and out of her body rapidly. It was so long and thick, I didn’t know how she was able to take it into her body without pain. She didn’t seem to be hurting though, her quiet moans and whimpers sounded like they were pleasure-filled.
“Pretty soon you’re gonna let me breed this pussy aren’t you baby,” he grunted. “Gonna fuck my cum right up into you and get you nice and pregnant.”
My eyes widened in the dark at his incredibly vulgar words.
“Should let me take this condom off and fuck you raw right now,” he continued, pounding in to her brutally now.
Georgia shook her head weakly.
“It’s bullshit and you know it Georgia,” Dave said and I could hear the anger in his voice. He pushed her legs back farther until her feet were bouncing uselessly next to her head. “Let me breed you,” he demanded, grinding himself deep against her body.
“No Dave, I’m not ready!” she whimpered and then cried out. “Stop! It’s too deep!”
“Shut the fuck up and take it,” he barked, apparently no longer caring that I might hear them.
He pushed himself into her open body violently a few more times and then sheathed himself fully inside her, making her cry out at his depth again. She pushed against his thighs but it was no use, he was much too strong for her to make any real impact.
“I’m cumming,” he groaned loudly and I watched the base of his shaft rhythmically pulse as he gave her his cum.
After a few minutes their breathing slowed and he rolled off her, his penis coming fully out of her. It was even larger than I realized. It had to be nine or ten inches long and at least two and a half inches wide. I couldn’t comprehend ever having something that large inside me.
He sat on the side of the bed facing me and tugged off the condom. He knotted it and tossed it onto Georgia’s belly. It was full of his white cum.
“What a fucking waste of a good load,” he muttered in disgust and left the room. I heard the water run in the bathroom across the hall and closed my eyes once again.
I was soaked between my thighs.