Road Trip - Part 6 - Sex Stories

Road Trip - Part 6

Mom went back to her room to shower while I headed down to the beach. Uncle Charlie and Aunt Jane were there with Dave, Sarah and Dad. Dot was playing volleyball by the next house down with a group of college kids, mostly boys. Cousin Jenny had just returned from a swim. Mark and Ann were MIA. That bothered me.

“Hi, Mike,” Dad said. “Do you know if Mom’s going to join us?”

Yes, I thought, as soon as she finishes washing my cum off her face and tits. That’s right, Dad, I fucked her.

“I think she’s taking a shower, Dad. Do you by any chance know where Ann went?”

“I believe she and Mark went for a walk,” Aunt Jane offered, pointing down the beach. “They left a few minutes ago. You can catch them if you hurry.”

I didn’t trust Mark. Going for a walk with my little sister didn’t not seem like something he would do. He was up to no good with Ann, and I planned to find out what it was.

“Thanks. I think I will.”

“Can I come with you?” Jenny asked.

I was surprised she wanted to come with me. I didn’t know her well and hadn’t seen her in several years. Jenny was Ann’s age, but a few inches taller with smallish tits and a firm petite ass. I examined her more closely. She looked stunning in her one-piece white swimsuit. Her long blond hair framed a pretty face with blue eyes, high cheekbones and a friendly smile. Her suit was dripping wet and molded to her smallish tits. Two hard nipples poked dents into the thin material. The shadows of her areolas were noticeable ...

... through her suit, as was the dark shade of her pubic hair.

“Sure. Let’s go.”

We headed down the beach in the direction Aunt Jane pointed but didn’t see them. We quickened our pace to a trot. They seemed to have disappeared. Jenny pointed toward the row of beach houses off to our right.

“Isn’t that them?”

It was. They were circling back to our cottage. We cut up from the beach and were about fifty yards away when they disappeared around the side of the house. Jenny and I followed, but once we rounded the corner they were nowhere to be seen. I noticed that the door to the storage room, where Ann and I had fucked last night, was cracked open. We moved closer and heard a voice from inside.

“Oh fuck yes. Suck my cock, baby.”

It was Mark. I peeked through the opening in the door. Ann was on her knees in front of him. His swim trunks were pulled down to his knees. He had his hands on her head plunging his hard cock in and out of her mouth. Strands of spit dripped from her chin. I was tempted to rush in and break it up except for one thing. Ann had a hand between her legs rubbing her pussy. She wasn’t being forced. She was getting off on it.

“Let me see,” Jenny whispered.

I shook my head. “No. We should go.”

“I know what they’re doing,” she insisted. “I want to see.”

She slipped her head under mine and squeezed in front of me. I don’t think it was intentional, but her ass rubbed against the crotch of my swim trunks. Between watching Ann sucking Mark and ...