A Day without Internet

This was one of the rare instances where she didn't wear the butt plug. Once her friends laughed at her on the public beach for wearing it, since then she's careful not to repeat that mistake. Not even when sunbathing at home.

She didn't like the tan lines, and the very next moment as she took the bikini top off, Alan walked in to fix the chair. Again - the bikini top was just a decoration, but at least she had it on.

"Wow sis, I can see Jupiter and Saturn with my naked eyes." was the best comment he could think of.

"What?" she asked looking up at the sky, then caught what he meant. "Fuck you asshole." she told him, covering her breasts with the palms of her hands.

"Hehe..." he laughed. "Just here to fix this..." he said as he started to work on the chair. Fixated on what he was doing, he neglected his sister for a while. She noticed she was out of his attention and loosened up, so she lay back on the deck chair wearing only tiny bikini panties and sunglasses, enjoying what she was there for - the hot summer sun.

Once done Alan peeked back at his sister, thinking how he just made fun of her, while the truth is she's actually a very fuckable girl. His exact thoughts. The more he looked, the harder he got. He hasn't masturbated since last night, the loss of porn to jerk on killed his '5-to-6' times per day masturbation routine, which is now slowly taking its toll. He was eye perving his sister, shaking from the lust fever, very close to doing something stupid like taking his cock and jerking off to remove his sexual frustration. One hand was already inside his gym shorts, stroking the monster. Just as he wanted to pull them down and do the deed properly, he heard someone coming.

It was their father, Martin, who wanted to check how the fixing was going, saying: "Need any help, son?" he asked, looking at the very chair, not looking at his topless daughter, or noticing his son's erection inside the shorts.

"Amm... hm... it's actually done..." Alan needed a few moments to calm down, showing what he just finished.

"Wow, good job, son!" Martin was genuinely pleased, as Alan did everything right.

"Thanks!" Alan smiled and stood up picking up the tools, doing his best not to turn towards his father and expose the erection. "I'll just go take these where I found them..." he said leaving the area.

"Oh, hi Pumpkin." Martin said in an uncomfortable voice, turning around noticing his topless daughter. If she was some other girl, any girl but his daughter, he would probably stare at her like a monkey at a banana. Not only her exposed breasts, her crotch too. Since the bikini material was minimalistic and left very little to the imagination, it was obvious her pubes were fully shaved. Of course she had to be hairless down there, he thought, like mother - like daughter. "Nice one, pumpkin..." he mumbled, staring at his daughter's body. His cock was on the way to be fully erect, pressing, bursting from inside the jeans.

"Hi Daddy!" she said for the second time trying to get his attention. He looked hypnotized and she never assumed the cause might be - her, practically naked in front of her father. "I wanted to go to the pool downtown, but there's no Internet." was something she said and Martin tried to comprehend.

"Wut?" he wanted to scratch his head, wondering what she meant, with a second thought it's better not to go there. "Amm... you just... you just stay here. See ya Pumpkin." he said leaving, yearning for a glass of nice cold water to calm down.

"Bye Daddy..." she whispered and continued to sunbathe.

Martin headed straight to the kitchen, not happy about getting an erection to his own daughter. He never lusted for her before, having any kind of sexual thoughts towards his daughters was something he simply never had. He figured this was just a normal physical reaction, who wouldn't get a hardon to a girl looking like that?

In the kitchen, Anita was preparing lunch while talking on the phone with her step sister Zoe. Classic story - both their parents were divorced, when Anita's father hooked up, then married Zoe's mother, and two girls, till then complete strangers - were declared sisters. Luckily there was no bad blood between them, they became very intimate friends.

The chicken and potatoes were in the oven, Anita's focus was on the salad. Still in her night robe, loose and open at front, she had the phone pressed to her ear with a shoulder, as she used both hands to handle the vegetables on the counter in front of her. Seeing this Martin laughed, taking that glass of water he needed. He whispered passing by her: "You know the phones have speakers now!" and winked at her. She flipped him a middle finger, pronouncing silently her sister's name to let him know who's on the line. It was obviously a conversation for sister's ears only. "Oukay..." Martin acknowledged and went upstairs to read a book.

When he left the area she stopped cutting and reached for her pussy with a hand. A few seconds later, several cherry tomatoes popped out into her hand. She mumbled "ahas'' and "mhms" to her sister, acknowledging whatever Zoe was talking about, playing a little with tomatoes over her wet pussy. Then she put them into the salad bowl, speaking: "That's all great, Zoe... guess we'll see you next weekend here?" then after a few moments of listening. "Sounds like a plan... great... ok, love you, bye...".

Anita left the phone on the counter, opened a fridge and picked one of the cucumbers, a rather big one. It reminded her of her son, for that reason she could only wickedly smile. Her next thought was even naughtier - she can have some fun with it before cutting it to pieces. Standing, she spread her legs, separated her pussy lips, and slowly inserted the vegetable inside. It slid so easily, being horny all day had her appropriately wet. The thing was over a foot long and when half in, she started pumping it in and out. She rarely did this sort of thing, but today, with nothing else to do, crazy ideas easily crossed her kinky mind.

"EAT MY PUSSY!!" The sudden scream gave her a scare, particularly as she was in the middle of a naughty play with something the rest of the family would later eat. It came from Livia, as she came down from her room, listening to her favorite punk rock band Les 4 Biens over the headphones.

The teenage girl literally spent the whole morning in her room, masturbating on the bed. Some might say it's a tiny addiction, borderline nymphomania, and Liv enjoyed every second of it, body pleasures being the soul center of her existence. She also left the door wide open when masturbating, the thought that someone might come across her and see what she's doing, made the deed even more exciting. Yes, we can add exhibitionism to the list. After her fourth orgasm, she needed a break, and what better to do than listening to some music and stretching her legs. With no internet she could only play the tunes she ticked as "listen offline" with all albums of Les 4 Biens being available to her at any time. She wore a short summer skirt and a tight t-shirt, no panties, while the bra she didn't need anyways.

Anita had just enough time to fix the robe and tie the knot, leaving the cucumber inside her pussy. There was no chance to get it out without Liv noticing. "YEAH, YEAH, YEAH... DO IT TO ME BITCH... EAT..." Liv walked into the kitchen singing as loud as possible, then ceased when she saw mom standing there. "OH, HI MOM!" she screamed unaware that the loud noise was only in her ears.

Anita mimicked headphones by putting her hands on both ears, letting the girl know there's a disturbance in the conversation. "Ou yeah..." the girl giggled, dropping the sound device.

"Hi sweety... you seem quite ecstatic?" her mother noted, shaking from the pleasure the cucumber was giving her.

"Kind of... more bored..." Liv said leaning on the other side of the kitchen counter. She moved one hand between her legs and started playing with her pussy under the short skirt, careful for mom not to notice. In fact, she used every possible moment of every single day to touch herself, masturbate and cum. "You seem busy... look like... haha, dancing?" the girl noticed her mom's hips slowly moving left and right.

"Ammm... just have some tune inside me." the mother replied. Tune being a footlong one.

"Hi girls!" they heard Alan joining them, coming from the basement. Livia quickly moved her hand from the crotch and straightened up, hoping her brother didn't notice, but: "Have a scratch, sis?" he asked.

"Mind your own fucking business." she replied.

"Aha." he laughed, then turned to their mother. "Anyways, I've done all my chores... lawn done, fixed the chair. I'll go to the bar now... I do have a day off but will just hang there, have a coffee and aaaa... imagine this - use their wifi, haha..." he reported.

"Sure sweetie!" his mother spoke, opening her hands to give him a hug as a reward for everything he did that morning. Alan gladly accepted, and never missed an opportunity to squeeze against his mom's hot body. She was more than horny now, edging from the sensation cucumber gave her. The hug lasted maybe a bit too long, at least enough for her to notice her son's dick had started twitching and moving. It was bigger, at least in thickness than the vegetable that was inside her. She broke the hug, shaking, feeling the orgasm building. 'Get a room', Livia thought but kept the comment to herself.

"Mom, you ok?" Alan noticed she was acting strangely.

"All good sweetie..." Anita smiled back. She genuinely loved spending time with her children, but there were moments she'd rather be alone. On a normal day, they'd all be in their rooms, browsing, texting, whatever... she'd be reading porn or roleplaying in sex chat rooms, masturbating all the way. "Be home in an hour, Alan. Lunch!"

"OK, see ya..." Alan said, discreetly fixing the semi erect cock. With his condition, he developed the habit of hiding the erection, as long as it's not a full blown one. And when that happens, it looked really funny inside the jeans, as if he stuffed a giant sausage inside (and there were some rumors around that too). At least it caught curious looks from girls all the time, and their phone numbers... and their mouths or something else.

"Bye dickhead..." Liv said, putting the headphones back on. "GOTTA GO, MOM!".

"Haha, bye..." the mother smiled, but as soon as they left the area, she untied and spread the robe, grabbed the cucumber's end that was sticking out and started to pump it in and out her soaking wet pussy. "Oh fuuuck..." she whispered, shaking from the pleasure this thing was giving her. The orgasm was nigh...

Around the corner, leaning against the wall, Livia spread her legs and lifted the skirt upfront, then played with her clit, rubbing it with her sticky fingers. Both of them had no clue what the other one was doing, both of them masturbating as silently as possible. The young girl needed another relief at a more comfortable place and the garden might be the perfect spot. A bit more exciting for her exhibitionist soul than her own room. Headsets were back on, Les 4 Biens continued to send the messages of love into her ears as she walked out of the house, this time not yelling, but whispering the lyrics of the song: "...slid your tongue, deep inside me...". Her plan was simple - to sit in the garden chair, spread her legs and finger her wet pussy as furiously as possible. Until she saw Maya there.

"HIYA SIS!" she yelled again, walking towards her, then made the 'not again' face and took the headset off to avoid waking all the dogs in the neighborhood. She was a little frustrated her plan went down the drain, but if nothing - she can always go back to her room and continue the fun there.

"HI LIV!" Maya still felt like she had to yell it back to her sister.

"Whatcha doing?" Liv asked as a conversation started although it was perfectly obvious what her older sister did there. She joined her, sitting on the floor next to her, crossing her legs in front. This lifted the very short skirt just over the crotch, exposing the pussy to her sister's eyes. Which she didn't mind. First of all, all the family being nudists, she saw it all, second - her sister was practically naked too, so why try to be discreet. Third, she was horny as hell and as we already established - she found a certain pleasure in exhibiting her wet pussy to anyone who wanted to take a peek, even her own sister.

"Sunbathing, duh?!?." Maya noted. "Still listening to that noise?" she poked her sister's music choice.

"Yeah... well, no fucking internet, if you haven't noticed... have to do something!"

"I did notice, dumbo!" Maya replied, checking quickly on her phone if the service is back. "Don't you have anything else to do besides... that..." she pointed to the headset around Liv's neck, music coming out of it.

"I have stuff to do..." Liv said, passing her hand over her wet crotch in front of Maya. It was obvious her pussy was pulsating, asking for attention. "But it's always better with... you know... vids from hubs..."

"Oh, you mean porn?" the older sister laughed. She watched anal exclusively and kind of missed it that day, even though she wasn't a porn addict like her younger sister (and brother). "You can always watch Mom and Dad's DVDs." she gave a suggestion which turned into an idea the very next second. "Hm... maybe they have a..." she stopped pronouncing the butt-related word. "Hm... thanks sis..." still speaking Maya stood on her feet, immediately put her bikini top back on and headed straight into the house.

"Weirdo." Liv commented to herself, then moved to the same deck chair her sister just left, put the headphones back on, closed her eyes, and spread her legs. Her hand was between them at the very same moment, rubbing her clit, poking the pussy with all her fingers. It looked like she was playing some instrument, whispering in tune. "...wanna feel your tongue, while you eat me out..."

Maya stepped inside the kitchen noticing her mother was sitting on the counter, with her back towards her. Looked like her legs were spread in front of her, with her head bouncing up and down in some uncontrolled rhythm. Mom's hands were moving, doing something. "Mom?" she asked, thinking about the anal porn she'll be watching soon.

Hearing the daughter calling her startled Anita. She felt like every time she wanted to have some fun that day, someone interrupted her. Well, not this time, she was just recovering from an orgasm cucumber gave her, but still - she wanted the calming to last longer, and wanted to enjoy the post-orgasmic pleasure for a while. Now she had no choice but to pull the thing out. She turned around to face her daughter, managing to put the soaking wet vegetable on the counter and gather, then tie the night robe in a matter of seconds. "What's up, hon?" Anita asked, trying to act as normal as possible. She even took the knife and started to cut the cucumber to pieces, with a distant feeling of sadness for wasting it as food.

Maya had no clue what her mother just did. To someone else it may be pretty obvious, but the girl couldn't count her two plus twos, or use any reasonable logic at all. "So I was thinking..." she started to pull the story. "You know how you and Dad have those DVDs you like to watch in your room..."

"Hm..." Anita mumbled. The only DVDs her husband and her watched in the privacy of their room were porn ones. And they were always discreet to watch them late at night when their children were sleeping. So how could she...

"...so, as I said... I was thinking if I can check what you have and maybe... watch some..."

"Hm, how about no." Anita replied as they had some really hardcore stuff there, like piss sex, lots of BDSM, orgies and so on. All legal, but still not your vanilla cup of tea. Anita felt a little weird having this conversation. In her imaginary world of written porn, plot devices were used in any possible way, no matter how silly, to have people fucking. Mothers and daughters among others. But this was the real world and although she knew her children watched porn, it was strange hearing this request from Maya, something she's never done before.

"But Mom, it's like..." Maya tried to find the words that would mask the 'need some stuff to masturbate on', words that had to sound like asking for a glass of water. "You know... it would be fun to watch... I have nothing else to do...".

"Look, what you watch online is none of my business. Same goes backways, what Dad and I watch is our business. Let's keep these two worlds separated." mother tried to be reasonable.

"But it's not online, it's DVDs!" Maya tried to find the logic.

"Maya, really?" mother gave her the 'same shit ffs' look, as the girl took one piece of cucumber from the cutting board. Anita found a certain pleasure in watching her daughter putting that piece inside her mouth. If you only knew where this vegetable was just a few minutes ago, Anita thought.

"You're no fun at all..." The 21 year old left the room acting at least ten years younger. She did however find the cucumber piece incredibly tasty.

Maya went to the upper floor, with the intention to go to her room, disappointed in her mother rejecting her plea. On the way up, the brat in her remembered that whenever mom was playing a strict parent, she found comfort in her father. Instead of her room, she walked into her parent's master bedroom. Martin was there, on the bed, reading a book. The bed was made up, with a cover on it, so it was ok for him to lay there in jeans and t-shirt.

"Hi Daddy!" she said in the sweetest voice and jumped on the bed next to him.

"Hey pumpkin..." he wanted to read as the book was tense and exciting, but also never neglected the needs of his children. "What's going on?".

"I was just talking to mom..." she started the conversation, snuggling against him. "...about how I'd like to watch those DVDs you have in the closet, second shelf from top, behind the sheets." She was precise.

"Oh..." Martin said surprised, thinking how she knows about 'those DVDs'. Truth he didn't know was - all three of them knew about their parents watching porn old school, apparently even found the place where they hid the stuff and checked the covers. But as everything they wanted to watch was online, there was never a need to physically insert the disk into a player and watch the porn that way. Maya had no clue how to operate the machine anyways.

"...but she said no." she concluded.

"Well, that's it then." the parenting policy was never to intervene in the other one's decisions. "If she said no, that's the final verdict."

"That's just..." Maya said pretending to be angry and disappointed, but negated it by snuggling more against her father's body.

They both lay like that in silence enjoying the contact. A few minutes later they both dozed off and fell asleep, the girl in a bikini tucked up against her big father. Half an hour later Anita walked in, thinking how cute they looked, wondering whether to cover them with something or not. Since it was summer she decided not to and headed back to the kitchen to finish the lunch.

When Alan left the house he had trouble controlling his raging hardon. If he had masturbated a few times that morning things would be good, but while driving to the bar the tension in his jeans was so heavy he had to unzip and somehow pull the giant from the narrow gap. At least there was no more pressure from the tight denim cloth, but the urge to empty his balls lasted. Somehow he drove to the bar he worked at, only a 10 minutes ride from his house. Packing the cock somehow back in, he went inside, greeted a few regulars and sat on the bar stool, asking Petra for a cup of coffee. Petra was his colleague and a part time lover, something like a friend with benefits. After a few minutes of chitchat, she went to serve the customers, while he picked up his phone to check the messages and more important - to check some porn. But as the video started, the standard 'girl gagging on the big cock' jackoff material, he concluded it doesn't really help, as he should be doing something to get the sperm out, not build the tension more. When Petra returned he asked her for a quick visit to the backroom, which she sadly declined. Alone in the shift, with new customers arriving as they spoke, gave her no time to fuck around. Just as he wanted to do something himself in the bathroom, two of his buddies entered the bar and joined him, insisting on socializing. An hour passed quickly, helping him to forget his troubles a little, when he remembered what mom told him about the lunch.