Family holiday [MF]

It’s been a while since we’ve been on a family holiday. I kind of avoided them, preferring to travel internationally by myself, or with a few friends, instead of being stuck with my family. But given all the changes in the last year or so, going on a family holiday may be the only option.

We used to go all the time. Making so many memories, as we packed our bags into the back of our SUV, and drove for the best part of a day to some gorgeous location. I’d usually have to share a room with my step-sister, so we’d both sprint in, trying to dibs the better bed. Even when neither of the bed’s were *better*, I always just liked being in control.

Now a few years later, and she’s 18. We’ve both been home together for the whole COVID thing, but we’ve kept to ourselves, preferring the privacy of our own rooms. So when my step-mom mentioned we’d be going on another family trip, I felt a spur of initial happiness. It quickly dissipated when I realised I’d still be stuck in a house with my family, just in another location.

We were given a couple days notice, but typical me, I left my packing to the last minute. We’d be staying at some lodge in the middle of a forrest, ages away apparently. I packed accordingly. A mix of shirts, pants, sweaters, and a couple jackets so I could withstand the colder temperatures, as well as some things to keep me entertained. I stuffed everything into my suitcase, and then let my head hit my pillow, so I could rest up before the long journey in.

Waking up in the morning, the house was already alive. Everyone else was all up, and were finishing breakfast as I woke up. This meant I had to scramble to get myself ready, and then join them in the SUV. Dad’s pretty impatient by the time I’ve joined them outside, and just tells me to put my stuff with theirs in the boot and then hurry into the backseat.

As I sit down, I realise I’m going to be stuck in the car for the next five or so hours. Time passes pretty quickly, as I gaze out the window. The landscape rapidly changes from bustling metropolitan skyscrapers, a backdrop to suburbia, to more disparate housing amongst leafy green trees, signifying that we’re finally out of the city.

I completely zone out of any conversation, escaping into my headphones. But as I look back around the car, I realise everyone’s silent, and my step-sister has fallen asleep. She’s leaning over slightly, drifting towards me as her head rests on my shoulder, her long blonde hair softly falling onto my arm. She stirs slightly, and I lift my arm up, allowing her to rest on my chest. I stroke her hair a few times, helping her drift back into her slumber, as I gaze out the window again, and get lost in my imagination.

The rest of the car ride passes far quicker than I thought. The countryside is gorgeous. It’s so nice to get out of the house. As we arrive at the accomodation, we pull up next to the reception. After a short wait, apparently the house we booked is not available, so instead we’re getting upgrades into two separate suites. My parents seem overly happy to get rid of us for the next few days. I get given the keys to the suite as we get back in the car, and drive through the complex.

There’s leafy green trees everywhere, with villa’s hidden away giving total seclusion for their guests. As the two of us get dropped off, we walk up to the front, and I grab out the keys to unlock the front door. No sooner than I open the door, and she tries to push past me, clearly jostling to get the better bed; some things never change.

I follow her into the villa, closing the door behind us, as I leave my luggage just next to hers. The rule is, whoever gets there first chooses their bed. She’s already running as fast as she can, so I have to be quick to catch her. We run past the main living area, and through the kitchen, and just before she gets into the bedroom I grab her, and pick her up. Her arms and legs are flailing, as she realises I’m still a lot stronger than her. “Put me down” she basically yells, I know how bad she wants to make the first choice. I lower her back onto the ground, keeping my hand around her hips so she can’t move. Even though she tries her best, she basically stays on the spot.

I move passed her, and into the bedroom. I quickly look down, trying to choose which bed will be better, as I see there’s just one bed. It’s queen sized, so I guess it can fit two people, but it’s just one bed. Fuck. I stand there in disbelief, as she makes her way passed me, and onto the bed. She doesn’t seem so phased. “I dibs this side” she says, as she jumps on the side closer to the window. She looks at me with a satisfied smile, glowing with the joy of beating me. I roll my eyes and walk out of the room, trying not to let her see that it got to me. I grab a book from my suitcase, and take a seat on the couch in the living room, allowing myself to get lost in a new novel.

After an hour or so, I’ve already sunk my teeth into the book, getting through the first 100 or so pages. Surprised that she hasn’t come and annoyed me yet, I wander into the bedroom to see what she’s doing. As I get in there, I can see the steam flowing from under the ensuite door, she must be in the shower. Wanting to relax properly, I lay down in the middle of the bed, and open the book up again, happy to just focus on the developing story.

A few more minutes pass by, as I hear the water stop flowing from the shower. Without thinking my mind drifts away from the book in front of me, as it hits me that my step-sister is currently naked, and may not know if I’m in here. Without meaning to, the thought of her covered in warm water, slips into my mind. Within a second the thought passes, as I recenter myself, and try to focus on my book.

A few more moments pass with me being unable to pay attention to the book in my hands. A part of me feels guilty. I’m not even thinking any bad thoughts. Doing my best to not allow any more thoughts to bubble up from my subconscious, I grip the book tighter and slowly force myself to read the next word. I’m able to maintain my concentration for a few more seconds, until the bathroom door opens.

There she is.

A few drops of water are still dripping down her exposed collarbone, and onto her supple chest. Her skin is practically glowing, and I find it extremely difficult to look away. As my eyes drift lower and see her covered by the towel, I hope that she hasn’t noticed me staring.

She looks over to me, and slowly opens her mouth, each word floating by without me really hearing them. “Are you even listening” she says, as I shift my gaze up to meet her eyes. A confused expression runs over my face, and it’s obvious I haven’t heard a word she’s said. “Don’t look” she says, exasperatedly, as my eyebrows furrow in further confusion. She take a few steps to the other side of the room, and I try to just look ahead. “We’re running late, we need to head to dinner” she says, as I hear the towel drop onto the floor. “Don’t look, I’ve just got to get changed so we’re not any later. I didn’t think you’d be in here” she says innocently.

Immediately my mind moves to think about what’s happening just outside of my peripheral vision. I can see her slim shadow on the wall, as she bends over to pick up some clothes from her suitcase. For a moment I forget where I am, and feel my body respond to the movements of her silhouette on the wall. Seeing the outline of each of her curves as she gracefully moves is far more electrifying than it should be. It’s all over in a matter of seconds, as she walks back into my eye line.

I’m a bit taken aback by her. She’s wearing high-waisted jeans which hug her hips, leaving little to the imagination. And the tight white crop top, shows off her flat stomach and perky tits. I’ve never really looked at her like this before, and have to stop myself from allowing certain thoughts to overtake me. She smiles at me warmly, saying “Hurry up” in a teasing tone, as if now I’m the one making us late. “Give me a second’ I say, slightly disgruntled. I realise I can’t stand up right now, and pause for a second as she walks further down the hallway. The bulge in my pants can’t be real, I’m not meant to feel this way. Brushing it off, I wait a few more seconds desperately trying to think of ways to lessen the tension I’m feeling, as I walk to join her in the hallway.

Dinner’s great. We’re sat at a lovely table, with a great view of the forrest that surrounds the villa. As the drinks and conversation flow, I’m so happy to be surrounded by the people I love. After a few beers, I feel myself letting my guard down, and just allowing myself to exist unencumbered.

Shortly after dessert, we move back to the bedroom to spend some time together. Even though we’ve been stuck under the same roof during lockdown, we haven’t seen each other much. We used to be a lot closer, and in my drunk state, I realise I miss that.

She puts a movie on, something I’ve never heard of, and joins me on the bed. Sitting back, she leans onto me, just as she did in the car earlier. Outstretching my arm around her, her head nuzzles onto my chest, her hair falling all over me. She smells amazing, and I can feel my body just relaxing around her.

Initially, I’m resting my hand on her arm, holding her close, but it slides down to be more comfortable. My hand keeps moving until it’s lodged on the small of her back, placed firmly, holding her hip. She’s so soft under my touch, as we just sit there wordlessly watching the movie. I can feel her every breath, as her chest rises and falls against me.

I give her a warm soft kiss on her forehead, as she smiles and lets out a happy sigh. She buries her head further into my chest, her hands just resting on my lap. I close my eyes. Her skins so soft, and she smells amazing. My mind starts drifting as I realise it’s been far too long since I’ve had a woman in bed with me. Sitting with her, I’m so happy, and subconsciously pull her closer. It’s so nice just having the touch of another person, especially someone I care for so much.

My body is relaxing into the sensations. I can feel my breathing slowing, and blood rushing away from my head, as my cock starts getting hard. I haven’t been touched in so long, quarantine has been so difficult. Even just having her softness against me is driving me crazy. There’s butterflies in my stomach as I know maybe I shouldn’t be getting turned on, but I can’t control how my body’s reacting. Whilst I’m not going to do anything with her on me, I can feel my cock start aching, pushing against my clothes. Luckily we’re perfectly angled so there’s no way she could tell with her eyes closed.

As a few minutes pass, she starts falling asleep. Lifting her gently, I move her forward, and then place her on the bed, tucking her under the covers. My cock is throbbing and really needs a release. Leaving her there, I stand up, facing away from her. There’s no time to waste, as I really need to let go of all this pent up tension. Undoing my buckle and fly, my pants easily fall to the ground, as my hand grasps my thick cock. I close my eyes, trying to picture my usual suspects; a mixture of hot past memories, people who I should’ve hooked up with, and celebrities who I still have a crush on. Tugging harder on my cock, nothing’s really sticking.

My mind just keeps jumping back to earlier today. Those high-waisted jeans and white crop top which must have been floating around my subconscious all night. I feel like a dirty fuck, but my cock responds, getting even harder now. Exhaling out, trying to stop myself feeling guilty, I just focus on my own desire. Surely I’m not the first person to do this, and it’s really not my fault that she looked so hot. I can feel my precum oozing out now, my cock throbbing in my hands. I let out a moan, slightly louder than I thought it’d be. She’s asleep so I doubt she’d have heard it.

There’s no stopping now, as my hand’s moving even faster up and down my shaft. I can feel my pleasure building, and wont be able to last much longer. And then I hear it. The sexiest moan I’ve ever heard. Soft, high-pitched and full of sexual tension. My stomach drops as I realise what’s happened. Taking my hand off my cock, and slowly turning around, I see her slyly smiling at me, the covers sitting just atop her white crop top and bra, her collarbone exposed.

Her eyes meet mine, both teasing me for what I was doing, and daring me to continue. I can’t look away, holding her gaze as I feel the tension between us. Her arm is moving slowly under the covers, and I can hear just how much she’s enjoying it. Neither of us want to be the first to speak. A drop of my precum falls onto the bed, as she finally drops her gaze and stares longingly at my cock. I edge my body closer, my thighs firmly pushing against the bed’s edge, seeing if she’ll take what I’m offering.

There’s several moments of silence, punctuated by my deep gulp. I’m feeling so much tension, and every fibre of my being wants to jump on the bed and take her as she is. But even still I don’t want to lose to her, she has to come to me. A couple more seconds pass, and I think we may be stuck in a stalemate. Looking away from me for the first time, she pauses for a moment, and then her arms move under the covers, pulling her jeans down her legs.

She moves slowly towards me, getting on all fours, as she gets into my personal space. Fuck she smells so good. Her back is arched, and her head’s perfectly at the height of my cock. She looks up at me, her innocent eyes telling me all I need to know. Biting her lip slightly, she puts her hand at the base of my cock. Moving closer, she slowly runs her tongue up the head of my dick, lapping up my precum, as her hand starts stroking me. Pressing my cock against her lips, she moves her mouth up my cock, running her tongue under my shaft. Fuck it feels so good.

Without thinking, my hand is in her hair, at first just stroking her, running my fingers through her luscious long locks. She keeps riding her mouth up and down my cock, as I grunt out, completely losing control. I stop being soft with her. My hand pulling her hair more roughly, making her look up at me, as spit and my precum drips from her lips.

Moving my free hand down and pressing it against her lips. She eagerly sucks my thumb, as my hand rests on her jaw. Putting some pressure on her, she takes the hint easily, opening her mouth wider for me. With my other hand angling her head as I please, I slap my cock against her face, making her moan out and reflexively move toward my hard cock. She looks up at me, pleading with her eyes now, as I grunt out, thrusting my cock into her agape mouth. Her lips quickly close around my cock, as she’s barely able to accomodate half of me before my cocks already pressing against her throat.

Thrusting slowly, she gags on me, trying her best until she can’t take any more. I pull out, looking down at her. I know how badly she wants to be filled again. Giving her a moment to catch her breath, I firmly pull her hair again, holding her exactly where I want her. My cock thrusts into her again, slower this time. Starting with some shallower thrusts, as she moans out in pleasure. I push my cock deeper into her mouth, hitting her throat. This time she starts deep throating me, able to handle a little more of me. She wants it all. A few more seconds go by, and she has no choice but to come up for air. Her spit’s on most of my cock, I’m impressed with just how much she could take. I know she wants to go again, but I don’t care. I want her against me.

I pick her up, and rip her top off. Turning her around, so I’m grinding behind her. Her ass is pushed into my crotch. She puts my hands in hers, and runs them slowly up her body, closing her eyes and just enjoying my touch. I step back, and just look at her from behind for a second, fully taking her in. I effortlessly undo her bra, but she catches me, quickly moving her arms down over the side straps, so her bra just stays in place. She moves back into me, and again grabs my hands, running them around her legs and tummy, but not allowing me to see what I desire most.

Knowing I could easily overpower her, I decide to make her cave another way. When she moves my hands around her inner thighs again, I keep moving up, softly grazing atop her panties. She can’t hide how wet she is, which only makes my cock press against her ass harder. Exhaling in her ear, I trace my hand around her little lips, as I feel her arms loosen on her sides slightly. She’s still holding her bra up, but I know she’s completely focused on my touch now.

Making a few more circles around her pussy, I know that I need to touch her. My hand makes its way down her panties, two fingers, one running either side of her labia, still not touching them directly. Putting my fingers together, I circle her pussy and lightly brush her clit, as she moans out unable to control herself. Even now, her wetness is on my fingers, and I have to taste her. I pause for a second, moving my fingers up to my lips. Fuck she tastes amazingly sweet. I grunt out, almost about to just bend her over and take her right there. Using all my restraint, I hold out and move my fingers down to her pussy again.

Circling her clit a few more times, she starts to grind her hips into my fingers, wanting even more. I move my hand around faster, as she moans again. I can tell how close she is, and how much she needs this. She keeps ascending, ever closer to her first orgasm. As she’s just on the precipice, she begs out “Please” she says, the first word we’ve shared all night. No sooner do the words leave her lips, than I move my hand away from her, denying her chance of cumming. She wimpers out, her whole body moving, as her arms move apart allowing her bra to fall to the floor.

She bends down to go pick it up, as I grab her hips and bend her over the bed. Her hair falls everywhere, as her makeup smudges against the sheets, and she tries to catch herself with her outstretched arms. Grabbing her arms, I pin them behind her back, as she lets out an exasperated sigh. “Please” she begs again. I can’t wait anymore.

Moving her panties to the side. She’s absolutely soaking, as I slowly thrust into her, feeling her tight little hole stretch against my cock. Unable to control herself, she yells out in ecstasy, as my cock presses up against her cervix. I thrust a few more times, and she really cant take it, as she rises over the edge of ecstasy. I don’t stop fucking her, thrusting deeply into her. She starts screaming out, unable to control herself, and not having any respite from my desire.

“You’re all fucking mine” I growl, fucking her harder. I can feel her building to another orgasm, but in the moment am too lost in my own wants. I pull out of her, and flip her so she’s facing up to me. I push her arms above her head, again holding her in place, as I slowly re-enter her. Letting my weight fall onto her, I hesitate for a moment before completely letting go.

Feeling our lips lock, and passion abound, I keep fucking her roughly, not caring that she can’t move under my weight. I’ve never kissed anyone like this before. She’s moaning out, and I move my mouth off her lips for a second, as I gaze down on her. She looks so gorgeous. I can’t even describe how I’m feeling, as I just let my body do the talking. Our faces are inches apart, and I can see every detail etched into each of her expressions, the intensity building with each moment as she cums again, writhing under me.

As she catches her breath, she looks up at me. “Really, I’ve never done that before and you decided to make me cum twice?” she whines. I smirk back. “I can’t help myself around you, that white crop top was something else” I say. She looks at me cheekily. “I guess you’ll have a hard time tomorrow too then” she replies. I try not to show how affected I am just imagining what’s in store. Before I can regain my attention, I see that she’s on all fours looking longingly at my cock. “Make yourself comfortable” she says.

I lay down on the bed, and allow her to wrap her soft lips around my cock. She’s under the blanket, and her tongues dancing around my shaft. Closing my eyes, I groan in pleasure, knowing I could explode at any second. I’m so lost in all that she’s doing to me, that I barely hear the door open, and the sound of heels approaching. I lightly tap my step-sister’s face, signalling her to ease up, as I smooth the blanket over her, trying my best to hide her away.

One second later, and my step-mom’s, standing across from me. I can still feel the pair of lips working my cock, and I don’t know there’s anything I can do to stop her. “I came to check that you’d gone to bed, but now I see you’re alone” my step-mom says. “Yeah, I’m quite tired, and about to fall asleep” I say hoping she’ll leave quickly. She looks at me, barely able to not roll her eyes. “We both know sleep is the last thing on your mind when I’m around” she says slowly. I can feel my cock get sucked harder under the blanket, as she’s obviously just heard what’s been said. “Yes, because you talk too much. I need to sleep” I reply. Even though she’s 20 years older than me, she’s the only person I’ve met who is as voracious and depraved as me. “Is that so” she says, as she walks closer to me.

She takes my hand which is resting above the covers, and runs it up her inner thigh. The silk from her laced nightgown, somehow isn’t as soft as her. I quickly realise she’s not wearing any underwear, as she lets my hand rest on her wet slit. Without thinking, my hand is already tracing around her clit, as she bends forward to kiss me softly. Matching her intensity, I can’t help but slip two fingers inside of her and ride them up against her g-spot. She stands up again, using all her concentration to stay balanced. I know she’s trying to be as quiet as possible, but moan are starting to slip out of her, as I keep teasing her g-spot.

Feeling her hips buckle, I know that she can’t hold on much longer. I want her to cum all over me. I’m getting brought close to the point of no return under the blanket, and I’m sure it’s obvious that somethings going on. A few more seconds pass, and my step-mom grabs the blanket and rips it off us. Her eyes widen as she see’s what’s been hidden from her, but it doesn’t stop her from completely losing control and gushing all over me, completely covering me with her deliciousness.

I can easily see this deteriorating quickly, and know I have to take initiative. Before we can get told off, I stand up and bend my step-mom over the bed. She doesn’t protest, arching her back and showing off her great ass. Thrusting into her, she screams out as I start using her roughly. I know how much she can take, so I’m not going easy on her. Her hands scrunch the bedsheets, as she moans out in pleasure. My step-sis is just watching on, her eyes on me, playing with herself in time with what’s happening.

I’m unable to hold on much longer, I feel her pussy convulse around my cock. Her cream drips down her legs, more leaking with each thrust. It’s all been too much for me, I’m so turned on that I can’t hold on any more.

Pulling out of her, I stand across from them and rapidly stroke myself, bringing myself over the edge. I spurt my cum all over my step-sister’s face, completely covering her with the biggest load I’ve had in an extremely long time. It hasn’t seemed to go down well, as clearly I was meant to share my cum between them. But I guess I’ll deal with that another time.

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