Road Trip - Part 4 - Sex Stories

Road Trip - Part 4

We finally arrived at the beach house. Uncle Charlie and his family were already there. He was our mom’s older brother and about to turn fifty. They had four kids. His wife Jane was a few years younger and good-looking for an older woman. She had dark hair and brown eyes, but most men only noticed her huge tits. She made sure they got attention by the way she dressed, usually a sweater or tight top that molded to her rounded spheres, often with a generous amount of cleavage.

Dave, Uncle Charlie’s oldest child, was twenty-four and had recently married Sarah. They were both staying with us for the week. Dave was tall, maybe six foot two, and weighed about two hundred pounds. Sarah was a pretty five-foot-four-inch blonde with normal-sized tits. Uncle Charlie’s second child was a twenty-year-old named Dorothy who went by Dot. She was tall, about five foot eight, and stunningly beautiful with auburn hair, hazel eyes, and big tits which she had inherited from her mother.

Dot’s younger brother Mark was my age and a senior in high school. He was tall, probably six feet, with dark hair and brown eyes. He was a troublemaker, always trying to drag me into his mischief, and a pervert with the foulest mouth of anyone I knew. All he could talk about was sex and girls and the things he wanted to do to them. He claimed to have several notches on his bedpost, but I didn’t believe him. He was too much of a jerk.

Our cousin Jenny was also there. Her parents had divorced, so Dad had ...

... invited her to join us. She drove down with Dave and Sarah. Jenny had recently turned sixteen, the same age as Ann, and resembled her in many ways. She had blonde hair and blue eyes and was petite, although her tits were slightly bigger than Ann’s and she was perhaps two inches taller.

The beach house was large, but it was still tight quarters. There were two rooms on the first floor where my parents and Uncle Charlie and his wife stayed. The second floor had three rooms. Dave and Sarah got the big room with the bathroom. I shared a room with Mark, and Ann shared one with Jenny. We were connected by a Jack and Jill bathroom. On the top floor was a loft where Dot stayed. It had a bathroom but no shower. There wasn’t going to be much privacy for Jenny and I to fool around.

On our first night, we had a huge family feast. Aunt Jane cooked us lasagne. After dinner, Uncle Charlie suggested we go for a walk on the beach since it was such a beautiful moonlit night. Dave and Sarah said they were a little tired and wanted to stay behind. Mark, the troublemaker, grabbed me and pulled me to the side.

“What do you want to bet they’re going to fuck? Let’s stay and watch.”

“You don’t know that. Besides, they’ll expect us to go on the walk.”

“Not a problem. We can sneak away. I’ll tell Mom I forgot something at the house and say you’re coming with me. She’s not going to care.”

We left for the walk. Mark told his mom we were going back to the house to get something, and just ...