Sharing a Shower with Mom – Part II - Sex Stories

Sharing a Shower with Mom – Part II

My aimless wandering had led me to the small playground, where finally I sat down in one of the swings. I had not realized how long I had been sitting there, lost in thought, until my growling stomach reminded me I hadn't eaten since breakfast, ten hours ago. As I looked at the time, I was surprised to see how much time had passed since mom and I had exited the bath house. All around me, the almost deserted campsite site was coming alive with the families that returned from their various daytime activities. It reminded me of my own family, who was probably waiting for me at the caravan, so I quickly got up and walked back. When I got there, dad and Nick had returned as well and were all dressed up and ready to go. The restaurant mom had picked was an old diner not far from where we rented the horses. According to the campsite manager, this place served the best steaks in the country. An hour later the four of us were sitting at a small table in the very small restaurant with four big, juicy steaks in front of us. It could very well have been the most delicious steak I've ever had in my life, but my mind wasn't really into it. I kept thinking about the stranger's cock I had sucked and how mom had fucked him right in front of me. Luckily, my father and Nick were too pooped to notice it. Only mom knew what I was thinking and gave me a playful wink while she enjoyed her steak and salad. That night in bed it was even worse. I lay awake for ages, contemplating the things that ...

... happened, feeling frustrated and horny as hell. I vividly remembered how the stranger's tangy sperm had filled my mouth. It was like I could still smell it, but then I realized that might also be because my brother was feverishly jacking off in the bunk bed above me. Even our parents had fallen asleep ages ago, but my brother wasn't even slowing down yet. He had been masturbating almost non-stop for an hour now. I had heard him grunt in orgasm at least four times, but it didn't seem to give him the release he apparently needed so badly. “Nick, do you mind? I'm trying to get some sleep here” I whispered, a little annoyed. The rhythmic creaking stopped for a minute, but slowly and softly it started again. “Aren't you afraid you'll wear it out like that?” I whispered. “I can't help it, I can't sleep when it's this hard” he grunted. Part of me was feeling a little sympathetic. I'd give almost anything to be alone in my room right now. Just me, my pussy and my hairbrush handle, surrounded by four thick walls that blocked any sound I might make. I wish I could be as impartial to the rest of the world as my brother was and give my pussy the release she so desperately needed, but even the experience in the showers had not changed that. “You can't tell anyone, but I fucked a real woman today” Nick suddenly whispered. We weren't actually that close, my brother and I, but I guess he just had to tell someone. Since there was no-one else, that someone was me. My brother's conquests were not ...