A Family Holiday Ch. 05

(Concluded...)

Denise pressed against me, under the warm jets of water. She smiled as though nothing needed to be said, then thought better of it.

She put her mouth close to my ear and whispered, "Nina told me she really enjoyed what you just did to her in the kitchen." I could feel the tickle and warmth of her breath.

I felt the flood start to re-enter my cock as it began to swell. Nina must have ran to tell her, because it was literally just minutes ago.

"Ooh," said Denise, "and here I thought that meant you'd have a problem getting back to business. But it appears not..."

She smiled again and wrapped her fingers around my lengthening member. It wasn't quite hard yet, but getting heavy and close.

She slowly lowered herself to her knees in front of me.

With a smile and a small laugh, but no more words between us, she took my cock between her lips and let it pop out again. Then she ran her tongue slowly from the base to the tip.

The water cascaded in rivulets down her face, across my belly, down to my crotch. I could feel myself growing in her mouth.

"Mmm..." said Denise, "Salty."

She took the length of it deep within again, her tongue swirling against it. She stopped and held me inside, her lips wrapped around my glistening shaft.

I looked down at her, at the part of my cock I could still see, at her closed eyes and the top of her hair, over her back to where I could see the curve of the top of her ass.

This was my sister-in-law, not my wife.

A day earlier, I never would have imagined it. I might even have feigned hurt at the idea of all that had just transpired, these last 20 or so hours. But something in me changed in that moment. An intense sense of pleasure that overwhelmed the conventions I'd held so dear.

"Was it worth it, Jack?" said Denise, after popping my cock out of her mouth. "Huh?" I said. Denise stood up and put her arms around me, at my waist, her wet mound pressed against my upright cock and her hard nipples now pressed against my chest.

"Was it worth it, letting Mary and Nina and me have our fun?"

My cock was as hard now as it had ever been, pressed between our bellies. My balls ached some, not from denial but from having cum so much already, last night and this morning. And from my epic session of riding the edge of orgasm, the day prior.

I surprised myself with my answer. "Yes," I said, "it was."

I leaned forward and put my tongue deep into my sister-in-law's mouth, tasting some of my own salty pre-cum on her lips as I did.

She kissed me back, hard.

Our wet skin slipped against each other as the warm soft water fell around us, like a liquid cocoon for our lust and passion.

Then I turned Denise around and bent her forward.

Yesterday, her husband had plunged his cock into my wife as I was forced to watch from underneath. The memory of his shaft disappearing into the folds of my Mary's cunt and then sliding out, shiny with her juices, only to plunge in again... it inspired me with a renewed animal hunger of my own. I wanted to plunge deep into Hank's wife Denise with that same kind of violent desire.

"Oh Jack," she said, "I can't wait to feel you inside me..."

I didn't ease myself in. I pushed past her cunt lips with a deep, quick thrust, the full length of my shaft sinking into my sister-in-law's pussy. "Oh my god," she said, "it's... oh god... fuck me, Jack. Fuck me!"

I didn't need to hear it twice.

Truthfully, I barely heard anything else either.

Pounding into her, as the rain of the shower bounced off her back and glistened on her backside, I pushed with increasing speed until Denise had to bite down on her own fist to keep from making noises that would wake the whole house.

For all I knew, Nina was in fucking Denise's husband now. Or Mark was back in his own bedroom, fucking his wife. Maybe she was sucking his cock all over again. I didn't care.

In the moment, I only wanted the flesh in front of me... Denise's pale white flesh, her soft round ass, slapping against my hips and thighs as I plunged into her with my red angry cock.

In a moment of impulse, I wanted even more and took my cock from inside her. She issued a short, sharp gasp of protest. But I had another plan, almost an instinctive desire, to enter her again. But this time, a little higher.

"Oh my god," said Denise, "I've never... uh... I've never done that before." But I didn't care. I plunged his cock into her ass.

It took two thrusts this time, as her body resisted my swollen shaft. And her body visibly shuddered as I finally made it in deep. It was tight and warm, tighter than the other hole. And, in that moment, mine to violate.

I returned to the same animal thrusting, as soon as her body had given way and accommodated my swollen girth. She moaned with surprise and an unexpected, newfound delight, as though she too couldn't believe it had come to this.

And then I came.

In a body-stopping pulse of hot cum that seemed to surge through me for a full minute, I came inside her ass.

White ropes of musky cum, filling her deep.

I breathed hard and smiled. Then I pulled himself from inside her. I couldn't help notice, an instant later, as a glob fell from inside her to the floor of the tub below, how much it was like Hank's cum falling from inside my wife yesterday... as I lay underneath her.

I immediately reached down to feel the cum dripping from insider her, and to feel it slick on her flesh. Denise stood up panting too, and turned and kissed me. She smiled, winked, and picked up the shampoo bottle.

As she washed her hair with her eyes closed, I lazily admired her body. She had fine curves, her breasts shining with the water and the suds running across them and down her body to her hips, her ass, the length of her legs. Seconds ago, I thought, I fucked that.

In a way I felt almost proud of myself. I would remember this view forever. After Denise stepped out of the shower to dry off, I slowly finished washing up and smiled to himself.

This wasn't over, I knew that.

There would be other sexual adventures with my wife, with her sisters, maybe even with her husbands. How I thought about that last part, I wasn't sure then. Though I've had plenty of occasion to think about it since, and always with at least a little bit of lust and even curiosity.

Later that day, we would all stand on the driveway giving our goodbyes. Hank and Mark, glancing nervously at my wife, each thinking independently that she held their secrets; Denise and Nina smiling knowingly with each other and with Mary; and me realizing fully just now how much I'd actually been at the center of it all.

"It was so lovely to have you all here," said my mother-in-law, "I hope you'll all come again next year."

"Oh, we will Mom... you can count on THAT!" said Mary, and she and her sisters burst into peals of laughter. "We'll DEFINITELY all come next year..."

The End