The Daddy Swap - Incest/Taboo -
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Special thanks to Tex Beethoven for his editing
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All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years or older.
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A note on category selection: I've posted this at Literotica under the incest category because there is in fact incest in the story. It takes a while to get there, with plenty of other hot sex in between. Hopefully you enjoy the story to last long enough to get there if that's the main reason you're reading!
Licks and kisses,
Nikki.
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"You know, it's going to be five years next month," Max muttered to his mate Travis before taking another sip of his cold craft beer.
"Yeah, it only seems like yesterday, doesn't it?" Travis replied.
"Hard to believe that something that happened that long ago can still cut to the bone in so many little fucking ways. I mean shit, it doesn't help at all that Chloe is the spitting image of her mother. Even some of her mannerisms are so like Jenny's that it tears me apart every time I see them!"
"Mate, I hear ya. I mean even though Alissa isn't quite a carbon copy of Lucy, those eyes, man, they're just such an excruciating reminder that she's not with us anymore."
"We should go away: you, me, the girls; just fuck off somewhere tropical and drink fruity shit with umbrellas in it until we can't even think about it," Max proposed.
"You serious?" Travis asked.
"I think I am," Max replied, convincing himself as he spoke.
"We totally fucking should, dude," Travis replied.
Several beers later the two mates were huddled over the computer, booking a holiday.
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"Girls, we need to talk," Travis told the two teenagers as they sat down to eat with their dads.
"Please don't let it be about the birds and the bees again," Chloe pleaded jokingly. "That was so embarrassing. I already knew everything you were telling me and I had to hold back so you didn't know just how much I really knew!"
"No, it definitely isn't that," Alissa's father groaned, imagining the awkwardness of the exchange.
"You know the anniversary is next month," Max broke in, creating a sudden chill in the atmosphere around the table. "We all struggle with it, so Trav and I decided maybe we should do something different this year and we've booked a holiday to Jamaica. We're getting as far away from here and all those memories as we can, and we're going to spend a week in a tropical resort."
"Seriously?" Alissa asked.
"Deadly," Travis confirmed.
"I don't know whether I should be excited or not," Chloe murmured. "I mean, is it right to go away and have, well fun? It would kind of be like celebrating their deaths. That would be too weird."
"No, don't think about it like that, honey," Max said to his daughter. "Think of it as commemorating. We'll celebrate all right, but we'll be celebrating their lives, not their death; remembering the good times. We'll no doubt cry a bit, but maybe not being here so close to where it all happened will help us focus on how lucky we were to have them with us in the first place."
"I guess if you put it like that..." Chloe agreed quietly.
"I think it's a great idea!" Alissa chipped in. "It sucks having you two guys basically dead to us for a week every year, so maybe this is exactly what we all need."
"Well we've already booked it, so this was more of an oh by the way, you're spending two weeks of your Uni holidays with your dads type of announcement," Travis told the girls with a laugh.
"Suddenly not so fun," Chloe pouted, though obviously teasing.
"Besides, I'm sure we could find some hot Jamaican boys to entertain us when these old dudes nod off at the bar," Alissa suggested, adding to the needling.
"Let's hear it for well-hung Jamaican boys!" Chloe agreed.
"Whoa!" Max interjected. "Maybe some details still need to be ironed out ... Like some ground rules!"
"We're just teasing, Daddy," Chloe laughed, leaning in and hugging her father.
"Well kind of," Alissa laughed.
Travis shook his head at his daughter in mock-disgust, but he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close all the same.
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"I can't believe we only have a month!" Chloe bemoaned as she looked askance at the chicken skewers on her plate. It's like the middle of winter and I suddenly have just one month to get bikini-ready. I mean I know my curves are sexy, but a little trim couldn't hurt!" She pushed what she considered her fattening meal to the centre of the table.
"Fuck, thanks for ruining my dinner!" Alissa complained, pushing her plate away as well. "Time to hit the gym!"
"God, what have we done?" Travis asked dramatically.
"Something tells me your definition of bikini-ready is a little stricter than it should be," Max said to the girls. "I mean, there's not an ounce of fat on either of you, anywhere!"
"You say the nicest things, Uncle Max," Alissa said to him with a grin.
"He is good, isn't he?" Chloe beamed at her father. "No wonder Mum fell for your charms."
"It certainly couldn't have had anything to do with that face," Travis teased.
"Bastard," his friend retorted amiably.
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"Welcome to Jamaica!" The bus driver proclaimed as the travellers boarded the resort's shuttle bus. The girls stared out the window, absorbing their first sights of the island country as the driver turned tour-guide and began rattling off continuous facts about his home and pointing out scenic spots on their way to the resort.
The journey wasn't too long, which they were all thankful for, given the lengthy travel and multiple stops required to get there from Sydney, Australia. They were dropped at the entrance to the resort with their luggage and proceeded to the front desk to check in. Chloe and Alissa let their fathers take care of the formalities and used the time to look around a little.
"Okay girls, off to our room," Max announced, pulling their attention back to immediacies.
"Rooms, right? You do mean rooms as in plural?" Chloe asked her father.
"Well, suite actually," Max replied. "We got a really good deal on a three-bedroom suite, so we're all sharing."
"Three bedrooms?" Chloe probed. "Dare I ask how many beds there are and what the proposed sleeping arrangements are?"
"I know for a fact that you and Alissa are more than happy to share when you have to pay, so I'm sure you won't mind it on this trip. And there are four beds, so you can relax on that front."
"Looks like knickers on the door then," Alissa said to Chloe.
"Think they'll be able to deal with it?" Chloe asked her friend.
"Probably not, but they're big enough and ugly enough," Alissa laughed.
"Dare I even ask?" Travis half-asked.
"About what?" Alissa asked innocently.
"About knickers on the door," he replied.
"I'm sure you can work it out," his daughter teased in reply.
"Spell it out for me," he said mock-patiently as they arrived at the door to the suite.
"Okay, you asked for it. If there are knickers hanging on the door to one of our bedrooms, then don't come in, because someone is getting lucky. That works for you guys as well. If you pick up someone nice, just hang some underwear on your door and we'll leave you to it."
"Yeah, like we'll leave you well alone," Alissa laughed.
"Told you we should have paid for an extra room," Max laughed to his friend.
"Naah, it'll be a non-issue," Travis replied. "If one of our gals look like they're hooking up, I'll go over and introduce myself, let the boy know I'll be just outside the door listening and he'll disappear like magic!" Both dads all but collapsed in laughter at the horrified looks on their daughters' faces at the suggestion.
Max pushed the door to the suite open and they piled inside to check out the rooms. The living room had a balcony overlooking the resort's pool and the beach beyond, with similar views from two of the three bedrooms. The girls lamented the fact that theirs was the room without a view.
"Well, we're not here to spend our time inside anyway," Max consoled them.
"Easy to say when you get to wake up to a view," Chloe moaned.
"Well, if we're not supposed to stay inside, I'm getting changed and going for a daiquiri," Alissa announced.
"Now that is the right attitude," Travis beamed at his daughter.
The two girls rolled their luggage into their bedroom, happy to see that although it didn't have a view, it did have sufficient space for them to put away all their clothing and it had its own connected bathroom. There was a queen and a single bed and they agreed to work out later who slept where before digging into their luggage to pull out their bikinis.
Chloe turned around just as Alissa pulled her green bottoms up and nestled the thong between her butt cheeks.
"You're wearing a thong!" Chloe accused her in shock.
"So?" Alissa replied, turning to face her friend. Chloe was wearing a white triangle-cupped bikini top with black bottoms that tied high on each hip.
"Well I just assumed that as we're here with our Dads, thongs would be off-limits," Chloe lamented. "If I'd thought you were going to wear one, I would have brought one too!"
"Oh, you've got nothing to worry about," Alissa laughed. "Shit, with your tits and ass, I need to expose twice as much skin just to have a chance of attracting any attention at all!
"You do not," Chloe said to her friend.
"Well it's too late, 'cause this is what I'm wearing. Besides, I need at least some sun on my body, look how uneven my, tan is!" Alissa said in a manner Chloe recognised as final.
"Oh well, I can't wait to see your dad's reaction at least," her friend laughed.
"Are you kidding? When you walk out there with those tits bouncing around he'll either be looking at the ceiling to avoid bulging his crotch, or thinking he's getting away with a sneaky perve."
"Ali!" Chloe exclaimed as if scandalised by the thought.
"Oh come on, even your own dad cops sneaky looks at your tits and you know it." When Chloe failed to deny she was right, Alissa just gave her a grin and bounced out of the room. Chloe quickly followed her. Their dads had already changed and were sitting on the couch waiting for them.
"Right, off to the bar!" Max declared.
Chloe left the suite first, and Alissa smiled to herself as both their fathers' eyes followed her bouncing bum out the door. She made as if to wait and be last, but her dad said he wanted to make sure the door was securely shut. Max at last walked out after Chloe, so she followed him.
"Alissa!' Travis exclaimed as he turned from shutting the door and went to follow her.
"What's wrong Daddy?" she asked, oozing charm and turning to face him, knowing she'd was presenting her butt for Max to enjoy.
"That swimsuit," he replied. "A bit revealing, don't you think?"
"Nope, it's perfect," she replied and dashed a quick couple of steps past Max to take Chloe's arm and strut down the hotel corridor. They left their dads in their wake, neither of them saying anything. Travis knew from long experience that any further discussion would only make Alissa more determined and possibly even more brazen.
They arrived at the bar and ordered daiquiris all round before taking up residence on sun-lounges around the pool.
"I hope you at least have a lot of sunscreen on that bare ass of yours," Travis muttered to his daughter.
"You know, in all the excitement of getting out here, I actually forgot to put on any at all!" Alissa lamented, quickly digging through her bag but finding none, "Can I borrow yours, Chloe?"
"Of course you can," her friend replied, already in the process of pulling her sunscreen from her tote to apply it on herself. Chloe started rubbing sunscreen into her arms and Alissa took the bottle and squirted some into her hands before starting with the front of her legs, before coating her stomach. "Can you do my back for me, Ali?" she asked when she'd done most of her front.
"Sure can," Alissa replied. She moved to sit behind her friend, straddling one leg either side of her, and started rubbing the cream all over her back as Chloe finished off by covering the exposed portion of her chest.
"Huh, you keep doing that and there could be explosions all around the pool," Alissa whispered in her ear. It seemed like every bloke around was watching Chloe rub the cream into her tits.
"Imagine if I took the top off," Chloe giggled in reply.
"Spare me, please," Alissa joked. "You're done. Now you can do me."
"When you say it like that it sounds so dirty," Chloe teased.
"You're terrible," Alissa laughed.
She moved from behind her friend to sit on the lounge in front of her and enjoyed the sensations of her friend's hands slathering her in sunscreen.
"Make sure you get under the straps and everywhere, you know how easily I burn."
"Of course, honey," Chloe replied, having done it for her plenty of times in the past. "Want me to do this butt too? It's pretty white!"
"Just so that all those boys will get to watch you rubbing my ass, yes. Maybe they'll notice your tits aren't the only attractions around this pool.
"Oh don't worry, you're getting plenty of looks too," Chloe tried to reassure her friend.
Alissa lay down on her lounge and Chloe squirted some sunscreen onto each of her butt cheeks. She deliberately faced away from their fathers so she wouldn't have to know how they were reacted as she slowly worked the sunscreen into Alissa' moon-pale buttocks. She was acutely aware of how much attention she was garnering around the pool though, and milked it for all it was worth, ensuring that her hand went under the thong and pulled the tiny triangle in the front tight against her friend's pussy.
"You did say to make sure I got under the straps," she explained to Alissa when she gave a little yip of surprise.
"Well yeah, but I guess I didn't think of that bit as a strap," Alissa laughed.
When she had exhausted all reason to continue, she gave Alissa's butt a playful slap and announced that she was done.
"How many boners do you think there are around the pool right now?" Chloe whispered to Alissa with a giggle.
"About as many as there are cocks, ya dirty perve," Alissa retorted, also whispering. She squished her legs together, acutely aware of the fact that Chloe had managed to get her quite wet in the process of teasing everyone else.
"I think we might need to barricade the main door tonight," Max said to Travis quietly enough that the girls wouldn't hear.
"I know what you mean," Travis replied. "I mean God, they're adults, but they're our daughters. If they carry on like this much more, it's going to be hard to watch. I think I need another drink!"
"Grab me one while you're there, mate; a local beer though. I don't think I can do this sugary shit."
"No problem." Travis walked the ten steps to the bar, ordered, received and returned. "Could be hard to get used to having to hike so far for these," he joked, handing Max a Red Stripe.
"What about us?" Alissa complained when she realised her father had returned without getting her a drink.
"I think you can manage to get your own. You've already shown us how grown up you are."
"You could still be a gentleman," Alissa reproved him, standing up to go to the bar.
"Well aren't you making my bar popular!" the barman grinned at her as four guys appeared from nowhere in her wake. "I'm Henry, and I'll be happy to be at your service!"
Alissa shook the hand he offered, "Alissa," she replied with a smile. "Can I have two more of those lovely daiquiris please?"
"You might want to go a little slower and just have one at a time," Henry advised her, his big grin showing off a set of lovely white teeth.
"Oh don't worry, one is for my friend," she laughed, waving a hand in Chloe's direction. She turned to her and called out, "Hey Chloe, come and meet Henry."
Chloe looked over and smiled, then stood up and sauntered over, swaying her hips deliberately. Alissa resisted the urge to shake her head at the wanton display, especially when she heard muffled groans from the guys lining up along the bar.
"Is that an Australian accent?" The closest of them asked her in a distinctly American accent.
"Sure is, mate," Alissa replied, rewarding him with a smile.
"Well hey, I'm Randy," he replied, offering a hand for her to shake as Henry turned to mix a couple of daiquiris.
"You're not serious, are you?" Alissa replied, laughing.
"Um, yeah, of course I am, why wouldn't I be?" he asked, clearly on the back foot and confused.
"Hey Chloe, this guy's Randy," she told Chloe as her friend joined her at the bar.
"I bet they all are," Chloe laughed.
"I'm sorry, I think I missed something," Randy replied.
"Um yeah, right. Sorry, but clearly you don't know what randy means in Australia," Alissa giggled.
"Oh," he said, his face colouring. "I guess not. What does it mean?"
"In Australia, randy means horny," Chloe explained with a laugh.
"Oh my God, seriously?" he replied, somewhat horrified.
"'fraid so," Alissa replied.
"Dude, you totally need to go to Australia then," one of his friends laughed from beside him at the bar.
"This is John," Randy introduced his friend.
Alissa and Chloe introduced themselves as Henry placed their drinks on the bar for them.
"I'd offer to buy you both a drink," Randy offered, "But given it's an all-inclusive resort, that would seem a bit lame."
"Well thanks for the thought anyway. Where are you from? Like, clearly America, but more specifically?" Alissa replied.
"We're from Montana, here to escape the winter. But wait, doesn't that like make it summer in Australia?"
"it does indeed," Chloe replied.
"So why would you come to Jamaica in the middle of your summer?"
"Long story," Alissa replied, the change in her tone enough of a clue that Randy didn't pursue it further.
"Well, we should just be glad you were good enough to come light this place up for whatever reason!" John announced.
"So is it just the two of you here?" Chloe asked the boys.
"Yeah, just us. We work together on a drill rig that's down, so we decided to escape the cold and come find some sun. How about you girls?"
"Here with our dads," Alissa replied, cringing at how lame that sounded, "Which is part of that long story about why we're here."
"You wanna join us over there on the other side of the pool?" Randy asked the girls.
"Sure!" Chloe replied. She and Alissa gave their fathers the bad news they were deserting them, grabbed their totes and strolled around the pool to sit on some lounges near the guys.
"Watch out for those daiquiris, they creep up on you," Max warned his daughter.
"You know, I don't quite know how I'll react if I walk into our suite and see knickers hanging on their doorknob," Travis mused as the girls sauntered off, drawing everyone's attention with them.
"We could always beat them to it: pick up a couple of chicks and hang some jocks on the door," Max suggested.
"Or, failing to actually pick up any chicks, just hang them on the door anyway," Travis laughed. "Though that would likely just send the girls somewhere else for their fun."
"I think I'd prefer to pick someone up first. And you're right. I mean if they do decide to do anything, it's unlikely to be in our suite anyway, so we'll both be free to do whatever."
"Yeah, but we both know how likely that is this week," Travis sighed.
"Too true," Max replied. "Besides, it seems that most of the babes around here came with someone anyway. Must be time for some local rum. I mean we're on an island after all!"
"Damn straight, let's do it," Travis replied eagerly. They went to the bar together.
"Two Bacardis please," Max ordered when Henry turned to them.
"There's no Bacardi here mon," Henry replied, clearly disapproving.
"What, isn't this Jamaica?" Max questioned.
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"It is indeed mon, that's why there's no Bacardi; that swill isn't made here."
Max looked shocked and Travis laughed at him.
"What's the local rum then?" Travis interjected to rescue his embarrassed mate.
"Appleton, my friend," Henry replied, clearly enjoying himself.
"Let's have two of those with coke then, thanks."
Henry poured the drinks and handed them over.
"Thanks mate, always nice to start off with a foot in the mouth," Max said.
"No problem mon, you're not the first one to make that mistake. I'm Henry; I have a feeling I'll be seeing a lot of you both."
Max and Travis introduced themselves and sat at the bar out of the sun for a while, keeping half an eye on the girls, what they were up to and how much they were having to drink.
Late in the afternoon the girls wandered back over to where their fathers were.
"We're going to go shower and get ready for dinner; are you two going to join us or are you planning on keeping Henry employed for the rest of the night?" Chloe asked.
"I think dinner is a fine idea. Then we might keep Henry employed for the rest of the night," Travis answered.
"So which one would you fuck?" Chloe asked as she and Alissa entered the suite and headed for their own bathroom.
"What?" Alissa asked, having not heard the question properly.
"John or Randy. Who would you fuck first?" Chloe asked.
"I'm not about to fuck either of them, we only just met them a couple of hours ago!" Alissa retorted.
"I'm not saying you should," Chloe laughed. "I'm just a bit buzzed, a bit horny and curious as to who you prefer. I mean, John has that nice square jaw and stubble, but Randy looks like the fitter of the two."
"Is that all you think about?" Alissa laughed. "Okay, well since you asked, I think I prefer Randy's body and I like the fact that his hair is lighter. And he has those nice blue eyes."
"Yeah, maybe if John had blue eyes instead of brown. Man, they'd look so hot with his dark hair."
"You want first or second shower?" Alissa asked.
"I think I need first," Chloe all but moaned.
"God, you are horny aren't you?" Alissa laughed.
"Hell yes. I mean I got wet just from putting sunscreen on your bum, let alone from sitting in the sun flirting with those guys and thinking about fucking them."
"I have to admit, your hands on my bum felt really fucking good," Alissa laughed.
Chloe pulled the ties of her bikini and let both halves fall away to the floor of the bathroom and Alissa took the chance to ogle her friend's large breasts as she stepped into the shower.
"You could join me in here, you know," Chloe offered.
"Nah, you're okay, that showerhead is a personal friend of mine and he promised me he'd give you what you need."
"One day you'll say yes," Chloe laughed.
"Probably just to give me a chance to play with your tits again, though," Alissa agreed, thinking back to the time they had kissed each other on a dare to tease some guys at school. Afterward Chloe had wanted to try a bit more with her, but after happily copping a feel of Chloe's tits for a while, Alissa had chickened out from pushing the envelope any further.
"That would be fine by me. I wouldn't mind a chance to play with yours the next time."
"Mine? What's the point ... there's nothing there. I mean I don't even look like I have nipples!"
"Well, I think your nipples are sexy as fuck," Chloe called back from the shower alcove. "I love the way they blend in with your pale little titties and they're so tiny and neat! I'd even call them suckable, miss Shy Girl!"
"Freak!" Alissa mocked her friend as she often did when the conversation turned lewd. All she heard in response was a moan from near the floor of the shower. She shook her head and called out to Chloe that she couldn't believe she was doing it with her just outside. She retreated to the bedroom and left Chloe alone.
Alissa stood in front of the mirror and removed her bikini, surveying her body while envying Chloe her curves. Alissa felt all angles; her hips barely flaring from her narrow waist and her breasts barely sloping from her chest. She lamented the fact that when she lay down it was like they disappeared entirely. She gave her little nipples a squeeze and a tug, happy that they were sensitive at least, even if they were so pale as to be barely distinguishable from the rest of her breasts. 'Ghost nipples,' one of her past boyfriends had called them, although not unkindly. She glanced across the room and noticed the bra her friend had laid out to wear that night. It was black and lacy. She picked it up and held it against her chest, sorrowfully examining the significant empty space between her breasts and the cup of the bra. She checked the tag to note that it was a double D cup. Typical, she sighed, even though she already knew her friend's size. She often joked to Chloe that they were both double cup sizes, but she always wished hers weren't the double A's.
She dropped the bra back where she'd taken it from and flopped back down on the bed to wait for Chloe to finish in the shower.
"All yours," Chloe announced as she walked naked into the room but for the towel around her blonde hair. "Damn, you trying to get me all worked up again, laying out there all bare and gorgeous like that?"
"Huh! Hardly!" Alissa laughed, jumping up off the bed to claim the bathroom.
"That little red landing strip is so fucking sexy, Ali," Chloe moaned teasingly and slapped her friend's butt as she passed her. Alissa just laughed and made her way into the shower. She gave serious thought to using the showerhead as her friend had, but couldn't bring herself to do so when Chloe followed her into the room and resumed talking to her.
When she was finished, both girls dressed in flirty little rompers and made their way out to the living room where they found Max sitting with beer in hand.
"Hey girls," he greeted them with a slight slur to his words. "Guess I should get ready for dinner, too."
"Yep, you and Uncle Trav need to clean your asses up so you'll be fit to be seen in public with your two knockout daughters," Chloe agreed. We'll be at the bar waiting for you. When you make it that far, we'll all go to the restaurant.
"No problem mon," Max slurred in a poor imitation of Henry's laid-back Jamaican accent.
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There was no sign of Randy or John at the bar, but by the time Henry had fixed a couple of cocktails for them, another group of American men had joined them to make their acquaintance.
Max and Travis joined them just as they finished their second drinks, and the four of them headed to the restaurant together.
Over the course of their meal they planned out their activities for the following day. The girls said they'd arranged to go snorkelling with Randy and John the following afternoon, and agreed to do a half-day tour with their fathers in the morning.
After dinner they went back to the bar, grabbed some drinks and sat around the pool to watch the sunset.
"I think I'm done for the night," Travis announced at about ten. "If I stay here any longer I might end up hung over in bed all day tomorrow."
"Amen to that," Max agreed. "You girls coming up?"
"Yeah, I think I am," Alissa replied. Chloe hesitated, but after a glance around at who was left, decided to join them.
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The following day the four of them went on a tour around the local area before returning to the resort for lunch.
Chloe suggested, "You know, you two should chat up some of the American chicks. They'll dig your accents, you know. And we'll even give you lots of space so we don't cramp your style."
"Yeah, well we'll just see what happens thank you, no need to go pimping out your dads," Max responded with a laugh.
The girls left their fathers at the bar and went up to their room, quickly changed into their bikinis and then strolled down to the pool where they met up with Randy and John.
"Behave," Travis called out to them from the bar as they walked away.
"Of course I will," Alissa smiled at her dad, "But she probably won't!"
Travis laughed at the look on Max's face at the suggestion.
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They all went down to the dock together and found that they were the only four people signed up for the afternoon's trip, giving them plenty of room in the boat.
"Last one in is a rotten egg!" Chloe shouted enthusiastically as she jumped off the side of the boat that had taken them out to a local reef. Alissa shook her head and took her time, making sure her flippers were fitted correctly before stepping off the side of the boat and dropping into the ocean.
They spent a good hour snorkelling around the reef, admiring the otherworldly environment the myriad of colourful fish called home. It was obvious to Alissa that the boys were spending as much time admiring the girls as they did the fish, several times catching them swimming behind or above both her and Chloe where they would no doubt have a perfect view of their asses or between their legs.
Chloe for one certainly didn't do anything to discourage them and Alissa was happy enough that she didn't make a scene either. It wasn't like the guys were trying to touch them inappropriately or anything.
When they'd had enough snorkelling, the four of them stretched out on the front of the boat, away from the eyes of the operator, who discretely busied himself with stowing their gear. Chloe had suggested that he give them a half hour to just enjoy being on the water and he'd been happy to oblige. Chloe and Alissa lay next to each other and Randy and John took up positions flanking them, Randy next to Chloe and John next to Alissa.
They chatted about nothing in particular and after a while Alissa felt John's fingers brushing over hers. He was a genuinely nice guy and the touch was such that it offered no threat, so Alissa turned her own hand over under his and clasped his fingers slightly, butterflies alighting in her stomach. Although she'd said after the first day that Randy would have been her target, she'd reassessed during the course of the afternoon. Living up to his name, Randy was a little more brash, aggressive and outgoing than John and just seemed more suited to Chloe. As she thought about that, she turned toward Chloe and was surprised to see Randy half leaning over and kissing her friend. She quickly turned back toward John instead. He smiled at her and stroked his fingers up and down her forearm.
What the hell, she thought to herself. She was on holidays and would most likely never see the guy again. What would be wrong with a little fun? She leaned in toward John and he leaned toward her, bringing their lips together gently. Soon they were melded together, their tongues sliding over one another as they experimented with their first kiss. Alissa enjoyed it. He wasn't too forceful, didn't rush; he kissed her tenderly without being demanding and used just the right amount of tongue. He was a good kisser.
By the time they all returned to the dock Chloe and Randy had been all over each other. Alissa was a little more circumspect with John, but they were holding hands and her green bikini bottoms were wet with her excitement. As they'd kissed on the front of the boat, John had had his erection pressed against her thigh. She was pretty sure she'd caught a glimpse of Chloe rubbing her hand on Randy's crotch, but she hadn't been prepared to go that far herself. As they approached the area where they could be seen by her father, she dropped his hand, subtly letting him know she wasn't quite ready for any questions such familiarity may provoke.
"Chloe! Get over here and give ya dad a hug!" A clearly drunk Max called out to his daughter. With a grimace, she went over and let him embrace her. "Geez Dad, how many have you had?"
"Not enough yet!" he boasted loudly.
"Damn straight. Henry needs the work and we're looking after him," Travis joined in.
"God Dad, remember what you told me about the daiquiris catching up to me? I think the rum is already well ahead of you," Alissa said to her father when she realised he was as drunk as Max.
"It's why we're here, remember?" Travis reminded his daughter, laying one finger against his nose like he was letting her in on a big secret.
"I think we should leave them to it and fetch them with a wheelbarrow later," Chloe suggested, stepping away from her father and grabbing Randy's hand.
"Probably a good idea, though God knows what we'll come back to," Alissa agreed. "We might need giant spatulas instead."
"What was that all about?" John asked Alissa as Chloe led them in the direction of their suite.
"I'll tell you when we get upstairs," Alissa told him.
"Nice rooms!' Randy exclaimed when they were led inside. "Damn, look at that view!"
"Shits all over our tiny little room out in the back of the resort," John agreed.
"You haven't seen the bedrooms yet," Chloe told Randy eagerly, dragging him in the direction of her father's room. The door closed behind them and Alissa heard a delighted squeal from Chloe. She shook her head, pretty sure she knew what was already transpiring.
"So what's with the booze fest downstairs?" John asked, bringing her attention back to him.
"Let's go sit down and I'll tell you," Alissa said quietly, leading him to the couch. "It goes to the whole reason we're here. Five years ago, my Mum and Chloe's Mum were on a road trip together and well, the short version is that they were killed in a car crash."
"Oh fuck, I'm so sorry!"
"It's okay," Alissa said with a wan smile. "Or kind of. But today is the anniversary. They were like the bestest of best friends and our Dads were the same and still are. The two families: Mums, Dads and daughters were inseparable. Those of us still alive still are. I mean in a lot of ways Chloe is more like a sister to me than a friend. Max feels like an uncle to me and Chloe feels the same way about my Dad. But this anniversary week always knocks all four of us for a loop.
"Anyway, we each deal with it in our own way and for our dads that usually involves a mammoth binge. I'll no doubt have a nice long cry later on and Chloe, well, she's probably dealing with it in her own way right now."
"That's a lot to process," John said, taking Alissa's hand and holding it in both of his.
"Yeah, our dads decided that maybe if we came to the other side of the world there'd be less to remind us about it and we'd be too busy to over-think it this year. It's mostly worked, but today was always going to be tough for them... for all of us."
John didn't push himself on her and Alissa was thankful for that. But the reminder of why they were here had seriously dampened her mood and her lips began trembling.
"I'm really sorry John, but I think I need to be alone right now," she apologised, trying to keep it together. "I think that big cry I mentioned is about to hit me."
"Of course; I'm sorry I was the one that brought it on," John tried to reassure her.
"Not your fault at all. I really appreciate your being so understanding. I'll make it up to you tomorrow." She gave him a quick peck on the cheek as she rushed him to the door and closed it behind him. She stripped off her bikini, climbed into bed, pulled the covers over her head and fell apart with a gut-wrenching sob.
About an hour later the door opened and Alissa peeked over the covers to see Chloe coming in, wearing nothing but her bikini bottoms.
"Randy's cum and gone. You okay honey?" she asked as she walked over to the bed and sat down.
"Yeah, I just needed a big cry," Alissa told her.
Without asking, Chloe pulled back the covers and climbed in with her friend.
"Um, boundaries much?" Alissa laughed.
"Just thought you could use a hug," Chloe replied and pulled her friend into her arms. The fact that Alissa was naked didn't seem to deter her at all.
"Well I could use one, but you could have hugged me through the covers, you know. What with me being naked and all."
"Yeah, but I'm not naked, I have my bottoms on," Chloe laughed.
Alissa let it slide. After all, it wasn't like she didn't enjoy the feeling of Chloe's enormous breasts crushed against her. "So you had fun then?" she asked.
"Oh yes. It wasn't earth-shattering, but it was fun. That boy has a thing for licking ass!"
"Really?" Alissa laughed.
"Oh yeah. His cock was okay too. Not circumcised, about so big, a good handful with enough left over to suck. He pretty much threw me on the bed as soon as we were in the room and made short work of my bikini. Then, like most boys, he went straight for my tits."
"Well that's understandable," Alissa giggled, jiggling slightly against those same mounds of flesh.
"Huh. Anyway, I let him suck and play for a while, but I could feel his hard on against my leg and I really wanted to fuck, so I got rid of his board shorts and grabbed hold so I could pull him up to my mouth. He moved willingly and then knelt beside me as I sucked him. God, I love sucking cock, but you know that. Anyway, he suggested that we sixty-nine, so he turned around and straddled me, going on top. We did that for a bit until I told him I really wanted him in my pussy. He certainly didn't object to that, so he got off me and stood at the end of the bed, and I started working my way down the bed toward him. Instead of sticking me with his cock though, he lay back and had me drape my legs over his shoulders. He went to town eating my pussy again, which was awesome. Then, just when I thought he was going to make me cum, he pushed my legs up and started licking all around my asshole: I even felt him pushing his tongue inside. I can't say it's something that I'd do for a guy, but it sure felt good on the receiving end. He stuck a couple of fingers in me and finger-fucked my pussy while he did it, and that was enough to give me an orgasm. He certainly has skills in that department!
"Then, while I was still pretty much flopping around and cumming, he jumped on top of me and shoved his cock in. Now that was awesome."
"And where did he cum?" Alissa asked, warming to the telling of the tale.
"On my tits of course," Chloe replied.
"Eww, and now they're resting against me?" Alissa exclaimed, pushing her friend away.
"Oh relax, I washed it all off, of course," Chloe reassured her. "Shit, it's not like we only had sex once. I got him to do me doggy-style and then I rode him as well. He still came on my tits again, though. I wasn't going to trust him to shoot inside me, condom or not."
"They are really nice tits," Alissa assured her.
"Wanna play with them?" Chloe asked.
"Maybe just a little," Alissa replied. "Just to help perk me up a bit."
"Oh I can feel how perked up you are already," Chloe laughed, running her fingers over her friend's pale nipple.
Alissa lifted her right hand and reached across her friend's body to take her left breast in hand and Chloe rolled onto her back to accommodate her. Alissa squeezed playfully and teased at the nipple before deciding she needed to sit up. She threw back the covers and straddled her friend, her naked pussy resting on Chloe's bikini-clad mound.
"Just a little, hey?" Chloe asked teasingly.
"Well yes, but long enough to ensure I enjoy it properly, please," Alissa grinned back at her. She took both of Chloe's breasts in hand, squeezing and smooshing them, playing around, marvelling at how big they were compared to her hands. She felt Chloe reach up for hers and didn't stop her, happy to let her have fun as well. At least she didn't simply ignore them as if they weren't there like most boys did!
"Can I suck your nipple Ali?" Chloe suddenly asked.
"Um, I dunno," Alissa replied nervously.
"Oh come on, you can close your eyes and think I'm anyone you like," Chloe suggested.
"God, all right then," Alissa conceded. The look of delight on her friend's face made her feel immediately better about having agreed. Chloe pushed Alissa back slightly and sat up, her mouth going to Alissa's left nipple.
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Alissa couldn't help but moan and even watch, as her friend's tongue teased the tip of her nipple and then sucked it into her mouth. The tongue continued to circle and tease even as Chloe's mouth widened and took in as much breast as she could. Instinctively Alissa ran her fingers through Chloe's silky blonde hair, playing and holding her head as her friend switched breasts and feasted on the other nipple. She couldn't quite bring herself to make her stop; it felt so good. Without even thinking about it she ground her pussy down on her friend's. A moment later Chloe collapsed back down onto the bed, panting.
"What an ab workout!" she giggled.
"I have to admit Chlo, that felt amazing!" Alissa smiled at her.
"You should suck mine, Ali," Chloe gushed.
"Okay, just this once," Alissa smiled down at her friend. She wrapped both hands around Chloe's right breast and squeezed so that the nipple rose above her hands, and then she lowered her head. She ran her tongue around the outer edge of her friend's broad areola then flicked the tip of it back and forth across the nipple. When it was feeling nice and stiff she sucked it into her mouth and tugged on it with her lips. She swapped to the other breast and worked that one back and forth, enjoying the fun she was having and the moans of pleasure she was drawing from Chloe's lips.
She paused and looked down at the expression of pleasure on Chloe's face and felt an over-whelming need to kiss her. So she did exactly that. As surprised as Chloe clearly was by the move, it did nothing to lessen the passion with which she responded. Eventually Alissa rolled off her friend with a gasp, then lay with her chest heaving as she sucked in air.
Chloe sat up and Alissa saw her looking down at her with a massive smile. "That was unexpected and awesome," her friend exulted. "Looks like you're kind of excited by it, too."
"What gives you that impression?"
"Um, maybe this," Chloe said, pointing to her own bikini bottoms. They glimmered where light reflected off the point where Alissa's pussy juices that had coated the fabric.
"Oh, that's so embarrassing, I slimed you!" Alissa cried out as she blushed.
"Don't worry, I think it's hot. I could help you with that, you know."
"With what?"
"With an orgasm. I'd love to give you one, Alissa." It wasn't the first time that Chloe had offered (or a couple of times even begged) to do such a thing, but for the first time ever Alissa actually considered it. She felt Chloe's fingers gently caressing her little red landing strip, creeping slowly towards her pussy. She was horny enough, but she'd always told herself she wasn't gay. She wasn't sure why, but this time she wondered to herself if that really mattered. She hesitantly nodded her agreement, parted her legs slightly and Chloe ran a single finger lightly down one of her bald pussy lips. It moved down one and up the other and down again, circling. On the fourth rotation, instead of trailing up on a pussy lip, the finger slipped down between them and Alissa gasped. She studied Chloe's face and saw nothing but hope and joy there. The finger wiggled and worked around in Alissa's ample juices. It pushed inside. Alissa bit her lip but said nothing. The finger wormed deeper and was soon joined by a partner and Chloe was working both of them deep inside her friend.
"Fuck, do it Chloe, make me cum," Alissa groaned, all hesitation washed away.
"Can I really?"
"Fuck yes, just do it honey," Alissa gasped, "I really want you to!" She expected the fingers to work up toward her clit, but instead, Chloe scrambled down between her friend's legs and without warning or ceremony, thrust her tongue deep into her pussy before flicking it up over her clit!
Alissa clutched the bedsheets with both hands and arched her back, thrusting her pussy at the suddenly intense pleasure. She felt Chloe's hand slide in under her buttocks and cup them as her tongue worked her clit. She reached down and spread her lips for her friend, encouraging her whenever she was doing exactly what felt best.
"Oh fuck Chlo, I'm gonna flood my fucking cum all over your fucking face!" Alissa cried out when she felt her orgasm nearing. Chloe responded by pressing her tongue even harder than she had been against Alissa's clit, sweeping it back and forth with wild, rapid movements.
"Fuck! FUCK! Yessssssssssss!" Alissa wailed, her body thrashing on the bed, copious juices squirting from her pussy.
"Whoa! Holy fuck!" she heard Chloe cry out. "You're squirting!"
Alissa didn't immediately answer, being too caught up in her own rapture. Eventually she came back to earth. "I did warn you I was going to cum all over your face," Alissa giggled.
"How come you've never told me about this?" Chloe demanded.
"Too embarrassed," Alissa sighed.
"Embarrassed? Why would you be, I think it's fantastic!" Chloe laughed.
"It's messy is what it is," Alissa replied. "So many sheets to wash."
"No wonder you like masturbating in the shower so much."
"Exactly." Alissa glanced at her watch. "Do you think it's time we checked on our reprobate fathers?"
"After dressing perhaps," Chloe replied.
"Well, duh."
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"So have either of you drunkards given any thought to food?" Chloe asked the pair when the girls found them at the bar, still managing to sit upright, but requiring the support of the bar to do so.
"Our good friend Henry here forced us to go see his good friend André over there who delighted us with the best jerked Philly cheese steak I've ever had in my life," Max slurred.
"The only one you've ever had too, right?" Alissa laughed.
"He's not wrong, though. Spicy like a mother fucker, but tasty as all hell," Travis informed his daughter with as much dignity as possible, which wasn't much.
"Language!" she reprimanded him.
"Oh yeah, shit, sorry, and well, shit, sorry again," Travis offered.
"Right, well it's dinner time, so you need to eat again," Chloe told them.
"Philly cheese steak for me," Max replied.
"Heavy on the jerk sauce and the fries," Travis agreed. "'Cause that shit goes perfectly with rum!" The girls rolled their eyes at each other and decided that they too would eat from the all-day grill that was operated a little further around the pool from the bar. They dragged their dads with them, managing without wheelbarrows, and made them drink water with their meals rather than more alcohol.
"Hey, where'd you put that boy you had with you?" Max asked his daughter around a mouthful of cheese steak sandwich.
"I told him I'd likely be looking after your asses tonight and that I'd catch up with him tomorrow."
"See, just like her Mum, too fucking good to me," Max bragged to Travis.
"I'll drink to that," Travis offered.
"Not with this shit though," Max countered, suddenly realising he had water in his glass. "Hey Henry, be a legend and bring us a shot of rum each? We don't toast our wives with water!"
And off they go again, Alissa sighed to herself, though without any animosity. She knew they needed to work through the day, just as she had done in her own way.
Henry arrived with two shots of rum.
"Hey, don't forget the girls Henry, they need vodka! Please," he added belatedly.
Once the additional shots had been graciously delivered, Travis raised his and said, "To Jenny and Lucy. Too good for us by far and gone way too fucking soon."
"Fuck yeah," Max agreed.
"To our Mums," Chloe and Alissa joined in with more propriety. They all tossed back their drinks.
"You girls are going to drink with us, right?" Max asked.
"At least for a bit," Chloe agreed.
They finished their meals and took seats around a table near the bar.
"Have I ever told you how much she looks like Jenny?" Max slurred to Travis, indicating Chloe with a nod of his head.
"Maybe," Travis laughed, "She's definitely just as fucking sexy."
"Dad!" Alissa objected.
"It's okay, 's true," Max laughed. "Hell, if I were younger and like not related ... well, 'nuff said."
"Good God Dad," Chloe laughed, slapping her father. Not hard, but making a point.
"You're pretty fucking sexy too you know, little Lissy," Max added to Alissa with drunken generosity.
"Damn straight! Good fucking genes from her mother.'Cept the hair went that funny colour," Travis replied with a wink.
"Yeah, plus she forgot to leave me her tits," Alissa lamented. "God, you two are really hammered."
"But at least we get to drink with the hottest girls in the place," Max grinned.
"Oh give it a break, Dad," Chloe told him.
"'S true," Travis slurred, "We did a survey thing. You know, a poll. We ... Shit ... We asked all the blokes and they said it's definitely true."
"Geez Dad, anyone'd think you were trying to pick us up with lines like that. Either that or hire us out!"
"Don't have to do one or t'other," Max replied. "'cause we know you're coming back to our rooms anyway!" He laughed uproariously, slapping his knee and high-fiving Travis, who responded in kind.
The girls shared a glance that spoke volumes but returned tolerant smiles to their dads.
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Much later that nigh the two girls supported their fathers through the door to their suite. Alissa steered her barely coherent dad into his bedroom and he fell onto the queen-sized bed face down.
Chloe tried to steer her father to his room, but he kept trying to go into Travis'.
"Not that room, Dad."
"Ish too. Thish ish mine," he insisted. Alissa went to help, but at 6'4", Max was a solid man and he just dragged them with him as he crashed onto the bed next to his mate.
"Peas in a pod," Chloe laughed. Both girls were pretty drunk as well, though nowhere near as bad as their fathers.
"We could just leave them here. Who cares if they share a bed?" Alissa suggested.
"Or," Chloe began, an evil glint in her eye, "we could take their clothes off so when they wake up together they'll be naked!"
"You..." Alissa assessed, swaying slightly on her feet, "...are an evil genius!"
Chloe bowed and nearly fell, stumbling a couple of steps before righting herself.
"That's those big tits of yours; throws you off balance," Alissa observed.
"What? These?" Chloe asked, pulling her top off to reveal her bikini before pulling the triangles apart to flash her friend.
"Yep, but see if you have these little nothings..." Alissa replied, pulling her top off to reveal that she'd been wearing nothing underneath, "...balance is not an issue."
"Didn't hear you complaining when you were sucking on 'em," Chloe accused.
"Didn't say there was anything wrong with them, just that they affect yer balance," Alissa laughed.
Pretty sure that's just the alcohol I drank," Chloe declared, poking a forefinger into Alissa's breast and giving her a slight push. Alissa stumbled back a couple of steps. "See? Yer just as bad."
"Could be right," Alissa agreed. "Now, how 'bout this evil genius plan? You really wanna see your Dad naked?"
"Doesn't bother me," Chloe said. "But I could do yours and you could do mine?"
"Ooo, a Daddy swap!" Alissa drawled.
"Sounds kinky when you put it like that," Chloe giggled, "Let's do it."
They walked around the bed where their fathers had slept through their entire conversation and each stood next to the other's dad. Chloe started with Travis' t-shirt, struggling to work it up over his head. "He has nice chest hair," she commented.
"Nope, not even thinking about it," Alissa announced as she started with Max's shirt, undoing enough of the buttons so she could get it over his head.
"Then you don't want to know how it feels when I do this?," Chloe teased, running her fingers over her friend's father's chest.
"Lalalalala," Alissa sang childishly, though she glanced over to see that Chloe really had run her fingers over her father's chest. She ignored her friend and went to Max's feet, pulling off the one flip flop that hadn't already fallen to the floor, before starting to work on his pants. As they started to slide down his legs she glanced across to check Chloe's progress. She too was pulling Travis' board shorts down.
"Time for the big reveal," Chloe announced, as she grabbed hold of Travis' boxer shorts.
"Can't believe we're doing this," Alissa giggled.
"So floppy," Chloe said with a sigh. "Circumcised, I bet."
"No details, please," Alissa giggled even though she did sneak a peek at her father's cock as it was revealed and saw that Chloe was correct.
She pulled at Max's boxer briefs and let an "Oh!" of surprise escape from her lips.
"What?" Chloe asked, even as she looked across. "Oh! Oh my!"
Both girls stared down at Max's astonishingly large cock.
"I guess it's not just the tits that grow big in your gene pool," Alissa admired.
"That's um, pretty impressive, isn't it?" Chloe said, looking at her father's flaccid cock as it lay draped down along his thigh.
"Bigger than any floppy one I've ever seen," Alissa replied.
"Me too," Chloe said. "You should touch it."
"What?" Alissa exclaimed in shock. "Did you just say I should touch your Dad's cock?"
"Well yeah, obviously I can't, but I reckon I totally would if I could, just to hold it."
"Oh, so like if I said, 'Hey Chloe, why don't you touch my Dad's cock?' you just totally would?"
"Probably, yeah," Chloe giggled.
"Go on then, I dare you." Chloe looked from Alissa's face to Travis' cock. She hardly even hesitated before reaching out and taking it in her hand, moving it back and forth and up and down as if examining it. "Oh my God, you freak!" Alissa hissed.
"It's just a cock, honey," Chloe laughed, letting it flop back down. It may be older than all the other's I've had, but it's still just a cock. Nice and thick, though."
"But he's like an uncle to you!"
"Like an uncle, but totally not an uncle, though. So what's the deal, you've never thought about being with an older man?"
"Well I've thought about it, but like, not with your Dad," Alissa claimed.
"Bet that's gonna change now though," Chloe predicted, her eyes shifting back to her father's enormous cock.
"Maybe it just doesn't get much bigger," Alissa mused.
"If you touch it we might find out," Chloe mused aloud. "I touched your Dad's, so you should touch mine, it's only fair."
"I can't believe how much you want me to do this," Alissa laughed, aware of how drunk she was, but still far enough gone to override any cautionary thoughts and give her the courage required to just charge ahead, come what may.
"So you're going to do it then?" Chloe asked excitedly. Alissa didn't answer, but instead reached down and wrapped her hand around Max's cock. She lifted it, feeling the weight of it. Her hand suddenly looked small.
"How's it feel?" Chloe asked.
"Well, it's floppy, but um, it certainly feels big," Alissa replied, "And heavy." As she spoke, she wrapped her second hand around it and gave it a bit of a stroke up and down. She watched, mesmerised, as did Chloe. She nearly dropped it in shock when it started to harden.
"Oh my god, it's growing,' Chloe exclaimed happily.
Alissa didn't respond, but just continued gently fondling him, her hand stroking up and down as the cock continued swelling in her grasp. Its girth spread her fingers until they no longer even met.
"It's like the size of your fucking arm!" Chloe gasped. "Below the elbow, anyway." Alissa lay it down along her 'Uncle's' stomach. It reached several inches past his belly button.
"How have we never noticed this before?" Chloe asked Alissa.
"Well, he's your Dad, so I had no reason to go looking, nor did you."
"Yeah, I guess that would be it."
"Right, so let's get them under the covers before one of them wakes up," Alissa suggested.
"Yeah, I guess so," Chloe agreed, but first stealing another look at her father's cock.
~~~~~~~
"Hey Ali, know what would be even funnier?" Chloe whispered a little later.
"Are you still thinking about our fathers' cocks?" Alissa responded.
"Don't tell me you aren't," Chloe replied, "Because I won't believe you. Anyway, imagine if they woke up wearing different shades of lipstick and with the other guy's smeared on their own cock?"
"Holy shit, how depraved are you?" Alissa asked.
"We should totally do it, shouldn't we? It would be piss-funny. Come on, let's go make this prank perfect!"
Alissa felt a hand reaching under her covers for her and went with it rather than have Chloe drag her out of the bed (which she knew she totally would have done). Chloe went to her bags and rummaged around until she found a bright red and a bright pink lipstick. She handed the pink one to Alissa and headed out in the direction of the snoring resonating through the suite. They each went to their own father and put lipstick on each of their mouths, then smeared them a bit with their hands so it wouldn't look too fresh. Then they swapped dads and pulled the covers down.
Alissa went to pick up Max's meaty cock and draw the lipstick on, but Chloe stopped her with a hiss. Alissa looked across to see her friend putting her lipstick on her own lips.
"You are not going to suck my Dad's cock," she gasped in shock.
"It has to look realistic," Chloe explained.
"We can just smear it around with our fingers," Alissa suggested.
"Nope, not good enough; has to look like it rubbed off a pair of lips," Chloe said, still slightly slurring her words. Before Alissa could protest again, she bent over the bed and sucked Travis' cock into her mouth. "Mmm," she mumbled around it, looking across to Alissa with mischief in her eyes. She kept sucking for a bit before releasing it long enough to announce , "It's growing," with a look of delight.
Alissa was torn. She shouldn't have been turned on, but the reality was that she was. It was so kinky seeing her friend sucking her Dad's cock that she felt she couldn't not watch. When his cock was fully erect, Alissa watched Chloe work her lips in a band around his cock, smearing the lipstick deliberately in one place, and well down on his cock too!
"Show-off," Alissa giggled when Chloe released him.
"Wha?" Travis mumbled, stirring. Alissa froze. Her heart pounded. She looked at Chloe standing over her father, still topless. She expected to see her drop to the floor or something, but Chloe nonchalantly leaned down close to him and whispered, "It's okay Uncle Trav, just go back to sleep."
Unbelievably, that's what he did!
"I am not doing that to your Dad," Alissa hissed when it was clear that her father was deep asleep again.
"Well you can't leave me to do it!' Chloe insisted. "Come on, it's just a bit of harmless fun, Ali."
Alissa looked back down at Max's monster. She remembered how it had felt hardening in her hand. She wondered if she would ever see another cock that big. She wondered what it would feel like if it grew while she had it in her mouth and realised that she actually wanted to know. She started applying the lipstick to her lips and Chloe silently jumped up and down, tits flailing everywhere as she made as if to clap her hands together.
"This is going to be so hot!" Chloe hissed.
Alissa took hold of Max's cock again and held it so it was angled to the side of the bed. She knelt down and ran her tongue around the head before sucking it into her mouth. It felt big even with only the head inside. She worked up and down a little, having to open her jaw wide to accommodate it as it grew. She stroked with the hand that was holding him, feeling him growing again. For a moment she forgot she was only supposed to be smearing lipstick on him, she was too caught up in how good it felt to have the smooth skin of his cock expanding in her mouth. She finally did remember though. She worked her mouth around to ensure there would be a good smear of pink around his girth, then released him.
"Didn't look like too much of a chore," Chloe teased her as they crept back out of the room.
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"Now I feel like a freak," Alissa told her.
"Come to bed with me then. I'll get you even freakier."
"You already did that to me today, remember?" Alissa laughed.
"Plenty of time to do it again. I'm fucking horny," Chloe complained.
"Sorry honey, I really need to sleep," Alissa told her friend.
Sleep was a while coming, though. All Alissa could think about was how big her Uncle Max's cock was and how it had felt in her hand and mouth. She wondered how much it would stretch her pussy if she could get it in there. Then she worried about how much of a freak that made her, lying there fantasising about fucking her best friend's dad. Eventually alcohol and lack of sleep claimed her and she dozed off.
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"Fuck, I think I'm gonna die," Travis muttered to himself as he stirred awake and pain lanced through his head from the daylight flooding the room and he shut his eyes against the vicious assault. He sat up, his stomach lurching with the movement, and threw back the covers, heading for the bathroom to relieve himself. He barely cracked his eyes and simply aimed and released, one hand braced against the wall over the toilet to steady his balance. He stumbled back into the room and only as he went to get back in bed realised that Max was lying there as well, almost all of his body exposed by the thrown-back sheet. Confused, he looked around the room, trying to determine which one of them had ended up in the wrong room. He spied his luggage and shook his head.
"Bloody idiot," he muttered. He glanced at Max again, wondering whether to wake him and send him back to his room, or whether to just pass out again. That was when he noticed the lipstick on his friend. What the fuck? he thought to himself and tried to scrabble pieces of the previous day together in his mind. There was nothing there that would have resulted in lipstick being applied to Max. He rubbed a hand across his own lips and was shocked to see bright pink on his skin. He slowly levered himself to his feet again and zombie-walked to the bathroom. He peered into the mirror and sure enough, he was wearing lipstick. He grabbed some tissues and scrubbed it off, none the wiser as to how it got there.
He turned on the water and bent his head to try and get some life-saving hydration into his body, which got his blood pumping but sent pain shooting through his head. He returned to the bed and propped some soft pillows up against the headboard. He sank to the bed and lay back against them, trying to achieve a balance between lying down and sitting up that would allow him some further sleep. The lipstick puzzled him for a moment longer, but he was soon out cold again.
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A while later Max came awake, also with a desperate need to relieve his bladder and a sick feeling in his gut. He stumbled from the bed, eyes mostly closed against the intrusive light, and into the bathroom, unknowingly assuming the same position to pee that his mate had used an hour earlier. He stood there for some time, his right hand keeping his flow aimed at the toilet bowl. As he gave himself a shake to finish, he noticed an odd colouration on his cock. He rubbed at it and noticed that his finger came away pink. Looking closer, he thought it could be lipstick. He flushed and headed back to the bedroom, curious as to whom he might find there. Is there a woman in my bed? Trying to sift through his memories of the night before was like trying to catch water in a sieve: it simply wasn't happening. He went back to the room and looked at the side of the bed that he'd walked past to get to the bathroom without paying any attention to who was in it.
"Huh?" he said aloud as he gradually comprehended that Travis was lying there, mouth agape and snoring loudly. There were signs of a bright pink shade of lipstick having been poorly wiped from his lips that really sent his head into a spin. He was standing there naked, there was lipstick on his cock and the same shade seemed to have been all over his best mate's lips.
"Dude, what the fuck happened?" he said loudly, not really thinking about whether Travis was conscious or not. "Dude!' he said louder, almost shouting. Travis started to stir. Max stood irately at the end of the bed.
"Whoa, what the fuck man? You're still in my room? And you're naked too?"
"Wait, what do you mean too?" Max asked.
"Fuck, what time is it?" Travis asked rhetorically before looking at his watch. "Shit man, I woke up about an hour ago and went for a piss and you were like in my bed. With lipstick on, no less. And I had some on too."
"Yeah, well not only is it on your lips, but that same fucking shade is on my cock, man! What do you remember from last night?"
"Wait, what? On your cock?" Travis asked. He threw back the covers and Max realised that he too was naked. Travis looked down and found that he too had lipstick on his cock. And it matched the shade on his mate's lips!
Max watched as Travis wiped bright red lipstick from his dick. "We didn't, right?"
"Couldn't have. Love you like a brother, but there's no way I sucked that dick," Max said.
"Some epic level fucking prank? Dude, the last thing I remember is toasting the girls down by the pool and then ordering more rum."
"We did quite a lot of that I think," Max replied. "I sure as fuck have no recollection of how we got back to the rooms though. "First, I'm going to my room though, then, more sleep. Then, when I feel maybe human some clue might come to me. "
"Sounds like a plan. If I'm not out of bed by two, wake me up."
Max just waved his assent as he left the bedroom.
"Oh hey, Daddy," Chloe greeted from the couch, scaring the bejeezus out of him.
"Fuck! Shit, Chloe, you scared the hell out of me," he exclaimed, hurriedly trying to cover his nudity and dash to the bedroom. Chloe just laughed at him. He was so distracted by his urgency to hide himself that he didn't register her complete lack of surprise at seeing him naked.
~~~~~~~
Alissa woke slowly, her head heavy and her stomach delicate. She registered that Chloe wasn't in bed and made her way to the bathroom. Happy to find it empty, she hopped in the shower. Once the water was at the right temperature, she took the hand-held nozzle and sat on the tiles, holding it so the water flooded through her long red hair and down over her body. She idly pondered the events of the previous day, starting with letting Chloe eat her pussy and ending with thoughts of Uncle Max's cock in her mouth. As cautiously as possible since she felt so iffy, she shifted the showerhead and aimed the nozzle's spray at her pussy. If nothing else, increasing the level of her pleasure might take her mind off how delicate her stomach felt. Feeling no gastric ill effects, she increased the water flow and began getting herself off.
The better the spray felt between her legs, the more she thought about the size and feel of Max's cock. She could scarcely believe she'd really sucked it. What surprised her even more though, was how much she was thinking she'd like to do it again.
Ten minutes later she came, squirting only a little, figuring dehydration was definitely playing a part.
When she emerged from the bedroom, dressed in a navy blue, conservative bikini under a simple sundress, she found Chloe curled up on the couch watching television with the sound considerately low.
"Hey there sleepy-head," Chloe said happily when she spied her friend emerging.
"Hey, do you feel as delicate as I do?"
"Yep, dry toast for breakfast, I think," Chloe replied. "I saw my Dad leave your Dad's room."
"Oh shit, really? Did he say anything?"
"Nope. I think he was too busy getting over the fact that he was naked in front of his daughter to worry about that. There were a lot of 'What the fucks' coming from your Dad's room before he left, though."
"Oh God, what must they be thinking?" Alissa laughed.
"Dunno, but I think we should go have brekky and leave them guessing," Chloe suggested.
"Sounds good to me," Alissa agreed.
The two girls abandoned their fathers to ponder what might have happened and headed down to the restaurant for breakfast, where they shared a very casual and slow start to the da before heading back to the suite.
"So what's on the agenda today?" Alissa asked as she pulled a sundress on over her green bikini.
"Shopping?" Chloe suggested.
"Naah, I really don't think I have the energy for that."
"No idea then; maybe we should just laze by the pool."
"Yeah, I think that's probably about the right level of activity for me," Alissa replied. "I mean, I doubt our dads are about to get up to anything."
"Haha, that's true!"
After breakfast, the girls returned to the room to grab sunscreen, books and music and then went down to the pool where they laid out to bask in the Jamaican sun. It was near lunchtime when Randy and John found them.
"Hey, what's up sleepy-heads?" Randy asked as they approached.
"Only our consumption rate of aspirin," Alissa moaned.
"Well, can we buy you lunch?" John offered.
"Not that you'd have to pay," Chloe chuckled. "We only had breakfast like half an hour ago, but I might be able to stomach something a little more substantial by now," Chloe suggested.
"I'm happy to look at food, not so sure about eating any," Alissa commented. The girls grabbed their things and abandoned the umbrella that had been shading them and headed for the restaurant.
"So, big drinking night in the end?" John asked Alissa.
"Sure was. And if you think we're moving slow, our dads haven't even surfaced yet. I suspect they might describe their hangovers with terms like 'epic' or 'catastrophic'. We haven't even seen them yet."
The foursome enjoyed lunch together, the girls even managing to nibble a few things.
"Fancy a sunset horse-back ride along the beach?" John asked Alissa as they sat and enjoyed some ice water after their meal.
"Oh, that sounds awesome! I didn't even know you could do that."
"My treat," John offered.
"Well, now it's doubly awesome, thank you so much."
"How about it Chloe, up for some riding?" Randy asked.
"Sure, I'll even ride a horse if you like." Alissa rolled her eyes at her friend, but Randy laughed like it was the funniest thing anyone had ever said.
"So what are your plans between now and then?" Randy asked Chloe.
"More relaxing by the pool with a book, I think. Recovery, I believe it's called."
"I could give you a massage?" Randy suggested.
"I could be tempted by that," Chloe replied with a smile.
They all left the restaurant together and took up residence beside the pool. The girls let the guys put sunscreen on them and then returned the favour.
"You just let me know when you're ready for that massage and we can go to our room," Randy said quietly to Chloe.
Cough* "Massage!" *Cough*. John teased his friend.
Alissa just smiled along with Chloe.
After all of fifteen minutes, Chloe rolled onto her stomach and pulled her bikini up the crack of her ass like a thong, using tan lines as an excuse. She only lasted ten minutes like that before telling Randy she was suddenly feeling the need to be massaged. The two of them quickly disappeared.
"She seems keen," John said with a smile after they'd left.
"Let's just say a boy named Randy is likely fate's joke on her," Alissa replied. "How about a walk along the beach?"
"I'd love that," John replied. They wandered down to the ocean and strolled along the beach hand in hand, talking of futures and nothing, of likes and loves and dreams. They left their footprints behind them until they turned around and retraced them back to the resort.
"Think they'll be finished with your room by now?" Alissa asked John. "I seem to remember someone being very gallánt yesterday and I think he deserves a reward."
"We can at the very least go check, even if I wouldn't have called myself gallant."
"Who said I was talking about you?" Alissa teased, but followed him to the room. John swiped open the door and they found it indeed vacant. It was also tiny compared to the size of the suite Alissa was staying in. It had the essentials: two queen sized beds, a bathroom, a fridge and a television, but not a lot else. One bed had clearly been used recently, while the other was freshly made.
"I'm hoping that one is yours," Alissa said, pointing to the latter.
"Yes, it is."
Alissa stepped in and kissed John, tilting her head back as he bent his down to meet her. She kicked off her flip flops and John pulled her to the bed, where they fell together in a tangle of arms and legs.
At first Alissa was content simply to enjoy John's masterful kissing, but when his hands started to wander over her body, she didn't stop him, especially pleased that despite her small breasts he sought them out. Too often with boys, they ignored her breasts as if their lack of size meant they couldn't be stimulated. That was always an instant mood-killer for her.
"Let me take this off," Alissa purred, rolling away from John to stand beside the bed. She dropped her sundress to the floor and then returned to the bed wearing just her bikini.
"I have to say, that bikini looks amazing on you," John told her as she scooted closer to him again.
"Why thank you," she replied. "I think you should take your shirt off too though, don't you? John just grinned and rolled around on the bed a bit as he dragged his t-shirt up and over his head. Alissa ran her fingers over his chest before trailing them down over his stomach toward his board shorts. John followed her lead and ran his fingers along the line of her bikini before sliding one of the triangle cups aside to expose a breast. Her nipple was stiff with her excitement and she longed to have it sucked. But before he made any further move, her hand found him hard in his shorts and grabbed hold of his cock, drawing a moan from him.
John kissed her again, then dropped his head to her exposed breast and began sucking on her right nipple. Alissa moaned eagerly in response, waves of pleasure washing through her chest. She quickly reached behind her back and released the tie holding her bikini top in place and tossed it aside before laying on her back. John rolled with her, his mouth switching from her right nipple to her left while he teased the recently-pleasured nipple with his fingers.
"You have such lovely nipples, Alissa. So suckable!"
Alissa almost melted at the compliment. She could feel his hard-on pressed against her thigh and couldn't help but think that it was being wasted there. She allowed John to continue to suck her tits for a couple of minutes before pushing him back so he was lying on his back. She climbed on top of him and kissed him, her unbound long red hair falling all about them. She ground her pussy down on his erection before gradually scooting back as she worked her face down toward it with a series of licks and kisses.
When she reached the waistband of his board shorts, she attacked the tie with her fingers and dragged them off. She let them fall to the carpet at the foot of the bed and quickly moved back between his legs. She stood his cock up with her hand, loving how hard it was. She pulled down on it so that the uncut foreskin revealed the head of his cock and then she dropped her mouth over it and sucked at it. John gave a pleasured moan in response. As she took him deep in her mouth she remembered the night before; she remembered having her best friend's dad's massive cock in her mouth. She shook the memory from her mind.
Alissa took her time sucking him. Up and down she worked, occasionally stopping to run her tongue around him or along his length. She held the base with one hand, stroking gently at certain times and more aggressively at others.
She could feel him thrusting at her as she built the pleasure. When she'd first offered to 'make it up to him' a head job had been as far as she was considering going, but in the moment she wanted more. She kissed her way back up his body before rolling off him and onto the bed. He groaned in disappointment until he realised that she'd done it so she could pull her bikini bottoms off.
"Damn, you really are a true redhead," he grinned when he spied her little red landing strip.
"No kidding," she laughed. "But it means that tanning for me is like a slightly darker shade of pale.
"White is still sexy," John told her.
"Until you're hanging out next to a big-titted, bronzed, blonde goddess-like Chloe."
"Not everyone thinks airbags are sexy," John told her.
She gave him a grin and went to mount him, but John took control and moved on top of her.
"This is okay, right?" he asked as his cock nudged against her slick pussy lips.
"Most definitely," Alissa replied as she felt his cock slide inside her. She lost herself in the sensations of sex as John slowly fucked her. It wasn't overwhelming or particularly brilliant, but it was fun and it felt good. She met his thrusts and moaned happily when he thrust in just the right ways to really turn her on.
Once again, her mind threw up the memory of how big her Uncle Max's cock was and how much sucking it had turned her on in ways she hadn't expected.
"Let me roll over," she groaned, pushing against John's chest. John's cock slipped from her pussy and she rolled onto her stomach. "Fuck me hard, John."
She spread her legs to give him access and John moved in behind her, driving his cock back into her pussy, his thrusts pushing her into the mattress. Even though it felt good and it was turning her on, all Alissa could think about was how much bigger it would feel if it were Uncle Max.
Minutes later, John announced he was going to cum and Alissa demanded that he let her suck it from him. He pulled out of her pussy and she flipped over and took his cock in her mouth, sucking her juices off of him. John thrust and with an elated cry, exploded in her mouth. Alissa swallowed his entire load hungrily.
"Damn, that was awesome," John said quietly as he lay panting on the bed, recovering.
"Uh huh," Alissa agreed, her body satisfied, but her mind distracted. She started to worry that she'd never get the thought of Max's cock from her mind.
John pulled her close and snuggled with her a while, before Alissa suggested they should check in on her dad and then they could go and find the other two. The pulled their clothes on and John followed Alissa back to her suite. They found Travis and Max on the couch, watching the cricket.
"Have you two even left the room yet?" Alissa quizzed them bemusedly.
"God no," her father answered.
"Only got as far as thinking about it," Max informed her.
"Come on then, you two need to get in the pool. It'll help revive you."
They protested half-heartedly, but it didn't take too much to convince them. They each disappeared to pull on board shorts while John and Alissa waited in the living room. As they emerged, Alissa couldn't help but glance toward her Uncle Max's crotch. How have I never noticed that big bulge before? she wondered idly.
They trooped down to the pool where they found Chloe and Randy already laid out on a couple of lounges under an umbrella. They grabbed spots adjacent to them and Alissa commanded the two dads into the water. She pulled off her sundress and joined them, John quietly following suit.
"Better?" she asked once they were soaking together.
"Actually yes," her father replied.
"Good, I'd hate for you to miss too much of the holiday. Oh, by the way, John is taking me horse-back riding along the beach later, but I'll catch up with you after dinner if you'd like."
"You have fun, I'll be fine just hanging here. I think I'm going to have an early night. Just be responsible, okay?"
"Always Dad, always." Travis held his arms out and Alissa happily stepped in and hugged him. He held her close and all she could think of was how safe and content he made her feel.
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"Right, there's just one more thing I think your hangover needs," she said, swimming to the side of the pool. Travis, Max and John all turned to watch, curious as to what she was up to. Travis became particularly aware of the other two watching when she jumped up, caught the side with her hands and then raised one knee to lever herself out of the pool. The bikini hid very little from their view and he instinctively looked away quickly, only to notice Max staring. He didn't say anything though, too aware of the number of times he'd cast similar looks in Chloe's direction.
When he saw she was headed for the bar, he cringed just as Max moaned, "Good lord, I think she's going to kill us."
"You could be right there," he replied when she returned from the bar brandishing two glasses.
"Come on, hair of the dog," she said, squatting down to pass each of them a drink. Travis hoped Max was focussed on the drink because the way she was squatting, her scantily covered pussy would be in his direct line of sight. He took the rum and coke that she passed him and sipped at it cautiously.
"This is going to take some time to finish," he said with a slight grimace.
"Damn straight," Max agreed, putting the drink on the side of the pool while he clambered out. Travis followed him and Alissa headed back to the bar for a daiquiri. "You want anything, John?"
"I'll have a rum and coke as well, thanks," he said, swimming to the side of the pool to follow everyone else.
They all relaxed until sunset approached, at which time Randy and John led the girls off toward the beach and the horse-back tour they'd booked. They arrived to find a small group of young Jamaicans with fifteen horses on the beach. A larger gathering of obvious tourists stood to one side waiting for instruction. John went and spoke to the Jamaican who appeared to be in charge and then returned to inform them they should join the tourist group and wait.
When the time came to be briefed, it was obvious to Alissa that Chloe had caught the eye of Dar, the young man who was to lead the tour. She glanced around the rest of her group and could see why. The rest of the group seemed to be made up entirely of older married couples and younger children. She and Chloe appeared to be the only girls between the ages of fifteen and thirty (and definitely the hottest). She smiled to herself every time Dar's gaze was drawn to Chloe's chest and nearly laughed out loud when she noticed Randy getting more and more irritated.
"You have to get used to that," she whispered to him when Dar had finished lecturing and staring and they were moving toward the horses. He gave her a questioning look.
"Used to having everyone staring at Chloe's tits, I mean," she continued. "They're like magnets. More than one guy hasn't been able to handle the fact that she draws all the men to her and she even flirts back like crazy."
"Yeah, I can see how that could be a challenge," Randy replied, trying unsuccessfully to conceal his irritation. "Of course, he's checking out your butt just as much as he is her tits."
"Huh, I doubt that," Alissa replied.
"Just look over your shoulder," he suggested.
Alissa peered back briefly and sure enough, Dar was advancing on them from behind and his gaze was directed straight at her ass.
"That's because it's so fucking hot," John said, joining in the conversation. They were soon being assigned horses, Dar getting his partner Germain to help the guys while he personally saw to Alissa and Chloe. Alissa wasn't particularly disappointed, given that Dar was nicely put together and only wore a pair of knee-length pants. His dark, almost black, chest was hairless, and the late afternoon sun highlighted his well-formed pecs, glistening off the slight sheen of sweat on his skin. He asked them if they'd ridden before and whether they needed any help to mount. Chloe said she'd ridden, but she'd be happy to have some help up onto the back of the mare she'd been assigned. Alissa watched as Dar helped her lift her foot to the stirrup, his fingers lingering on her calf longer than was necessary. Again she nearly burst out laughing when Chloe then failed to get up and swing her leg over the back of the horse, all but falling into Dar's arms.
"Whoops, maybe that last daiquiri was more than I needed. Just give my butt a push and I'll be right," she suggested. She made a second attempt and Dar's hand pushed her butt so she could make it high enough to swing her leg over the horse.
"Don't worry, Daisy will take good care of you," Dar informed her before turning to help Alissa.
"Do you also need help?" he asked her.
"I think I just might," Alissa said, liking the idea of this black guy's hand on her butt. As Chloe had, she lifted her foot to the stirrup and then got herself just high enough for Dar to assist. His hand somehow managed to slip under her sundress, landing on her bare ass cheek beside her thong. She savoured the push that elevated her so that she could swing her leg over and was almost sad when she was clear of his hand.
"If you need any help, just call out, or come ride up at the front with me," Dar said, mostly to Chloe.
"I think riding up at the front sounds perfect, don't you Ali?" Chloe asked.
"I think we should," Alissa agreed. Dar moved off to help the last of the tourists onto their horses and then gave everyone some quick final tips. He mounted his own horse (bareback, the girls noted, thinking naughty thoughts) and then led the group off, having organised things so the girls were right with him. Randy and John had to jockey for position a bit to get near the girls.
"Don't you even think of riding behind those girls," Alissa heard one woman warn her husband. She had a quiet laugh to herself.
Alissa loved the ride, though the longer it went the more Chloe flirted with Dar, and the more irritated Randy became. Given that he had paid for the experience, she thought it was a bit much of Chloe, but she couldn't exactly call her out in front of everyone. There was a fair chance she was completely oblivious to what she was doing. It wouldn't have been the first time she'd innocently led someone on and inadvertently left someone else cursing in her wake. Alissa made sure she didn't do the same to John, holding his hand between the horses occasionally and chatting to him for most of the ride. She particularly loved it when they were allowed to walk their horses deeper into the water and her legs were submerged to the bottom of her thighs.
"Want to hit the nightclub when we get back to the resort?" John suggested when they were halfway back again.
"Sure, a bit of dancing sounds like fun," Alissa agreed readily. "You going to come dancing with us tonight, Chloe?"
"Yeah, okay," she replied, and Alissa noted Randy seeming to perk up immediately.
The foursome ate dinner together, then danced the night away. When it was time to head off, Alissa gave John a nice long kiss, but didn't pursue anything further. The fact that the guys were sharing a room with each other and the girls had a suite with their fathers seemed to give them all pause about being able to ask each other back to anyone's rooms, and Chloe in particular claimed exhaustion. The boys settled for walking them as far as the door to their suite.
"God, did you see how hot Dar was?" Chloe gushed to Alissa as they set about getting ready for bed.
"Of course I did, but that didn't mean I abandoned the guy who'd paid for my ride to flirt with him!"
"What?" Chloe asked, "I didn't abandon Randy!"
"Maybe not, but you went pretty close to ignoring him."
"Oh, yeah, I guess I probably did. But well, that accent and that dark skin and those muscles," Chloe drawled.
"Yeah, well there was that."
"I wonder if he has a big black cock for me. I've always wanted to do a black guy with a massive cock."
"Oh my God, relax a little, babe," Alissa laughed.
"Oh? Like you wouldn't do him?" Chloe suggested.
"I didn't say that! You were just so, well, explicit."
"Explicit? I only said big black cock. I saw you last night remember, with a big cock in your mouth; With my dad's big cock in your mouth, actually. Don't tell me I'm being too explicit, you dirty little slut."
"Dirty little slut?! I only did that because you made me," Alissa laughed, knowing Chloe was just trying to get a reaction out of her. "Besides, you're just jealous because my Dad isn't as big as yours."
Chloe collapsed laughing on the bed.
"What's so funny?" Alissa laughed.
"Oh, it just suddenly struck me how weird that sentence was," she said, gulping air to recover from the laughing fit. "I think it's probably the only time in history that sentence has ever been used!"
Alissa gave it a moment's thought and agreed with her. "Did your dad ask about the lipstick at all?"
"Actually, he didn't. Did yours?"
"Well I haven't had much time alone with him today, but no, he didn't."
"I just wish I knew how much it freaked them out," Chloe laughed.
"Did Randy tell you it's their last full day tomorrow?"
"Only about a million times," Chloe sighed. "He might have a nice body and a libido that matches his name, but he's kind of needy. I think he just wants me to send him off with a bang. What about John?"
"He's been awesome, actually. I'm disappointed he'll be leaving, but at the same time it will give me a chance to spend more time with my dad."
"Yeah, we should probably do that," Chloe admitted.
"So, size queen, how many times have you thought about your dad's cock today?" Alissa asked her.
"Probably not as many as you'd expect, but the fact that he walked naked from your dad's room and I got another look today, certainly added a couple. Why, how many times did you?"
Alissa blushed.
"Oh, this should be good!" Chloe teased.
"Well it wasn't that many times, but it was the when that just made me blush," Alissa admitted. "I kept picturing it while I was fucking John."
"See, you are a slut!"
"Am not! I bet you're sluttier than me: True or false? You already have plans to meet up with Dar!"
"No fair!" Chloe protested.
"Don't like that one? Here's another. True or false? If I said you could eat my pussy right now you'd chow down in a second."
"True or false? If my Dad was passed out drunk right now, you'd totally suck his cock again." Chloe retorted without answering.
"True or false? If I did, you'd watch!"
"Okay! I guess I am the slut, then!" Chloe laughed, knowing it had never been in doubt. "You win. Does that mean I get to eat your pussy?"
"I hadn't actually thought about it," Alissa laughed. "But you know what? I'm horny enough that yeah, you can!"
"Hell yeah," Chloe cried triumphantly and jumped onto the bed with her friend. They were both naked within moments, Chloe on top, licking and sucking at the various erotic parts of Alissa's anatomy.
"You're getting some tan lines, ghostie," Chloe teased her friend, running her finger along the line left by her bikini.
"Well thank goodness for that. I'd hate to think that I'm risking skin cancer for nothing!"
"Cancer? Huh, you never lie out for long enough for that to be an issue anyway," Chloe said, kissing along Alissa's waist and slowly turning her to follow the line. Alissa rolled with the movement until she was on her stomach. "Now this line looks nice and sexy," Chloe continued, kissing along the thong line until her lips were pressing into the cleft of Alissa's buttocks.
"Compared to yours, mine are just faint indicators," Alissa commented. "Yours are like bright white lines on a highway so everyone knows where to go."
"Yeah, it's a pity that going topless by the pool isn't really an option, or I could get rid of them altogether," Chloe mused, absorbing Alissa's insinuation without effort.
Alissa felt Chloe's hands pushing her thighs apart and spread them for her friend. Chloe worked first one and then another finger into her pussy and Alissa closed her eyes and day-dreamed while she enjoyed the pleasure.
"Someone is nice and wet," Chloe said happily a minute or so later, pulling the fingers from her friend's pussy to suck them clean. "Are you thinking of great big cocks being shoved in your pussy, Ali?"
"Uh huh," Alissa murmured, happy to admit it in her blissful state.
"You want my Daddy's big hard cock in here don't you, you dirty little slut?"
"I really do," Alissa replied, surprised to discover she meant it.
"So kinky," Chloe purred. Alissa felt her friend's tongue swirl around her butthole and she gave a little squeal.
"Now who's the kinky one?" she rebutted.
"Guess Randy rubbed off on me a bit," Chloe laughed, stabbing her tongue quickly at her friend's anus. Alissa squeezed her butt cheeks together to discourage her. Chloe spanked each of them in quick succession.
"Hey!" Alissa protested. "You're supposed to be eating my pussy!"
"Well, if you insist," Chloe laughed, encouraging Alissa to roll over onto her back again. Alissa pulled her knees up and wide, spreading herself open for her friend and Chloe was kind enough to dive straight in and start eating her. Alissa delighted in the attention, saying nothing meaningful until she was about to cum.
"I'm gonna squirt, Chlo," she warned her friend. Chloe nodded, then pulled back and worked her friend's clit with her fingers instead, giving a cry of delight when Alissa came and her juices sprayed out over the bed.
"That's so awesome!" Chloe declared as Alissa recovered.
"Sorry I'm not up to returning the favour," Alissa told her, having never quite found the idea of eating pussy enticing enough to try it.
"Forget it, I have toys," Chloe replied. "And anyway, I'm just happy you let me do it again."
~~~~~~~
The following morning Alissa awoke late and stretched luxuriously in the bed. She rolled over and noticed that Chloe was already up. She took her time, grabbing her book and reading for a while before showering and getting dressed for the day. Chloe's comments the night before about her tan lines helped her decide to don the green thong bikini again. The boys were taking them on a tour to a waterfall that they'd reportedly be able to swim in. She pulled a light wrap on over the top, given it was already sunny, and went out into the living area to see what was going on. There was no sign of anyone and checking her watch, she realised that breakfast would nearly be done. She was just about to leave when Chloe called out from the balcony.
"Hey sleepy-head, I thought I was going to have to come wake you for the tour."
"Oh, hey Chlo, I didn't see you there," Alissa replied, walking out to greet her friend. She was surprised to see that Chloe was laying topless in the sun.
"I found a spot where I could work on getting rid of these pesky lines," Chloe said happily.
"Um, do our dads know you're out here like this?" Alissa asked with a laugh.
"Probably not, but who cares? I'm an adult and they've both seen tits before."
"Yeah, but like, not like yours," Alissa replied.
"Well, they can avert their eyes then if it upsets them," Chloe said with a shrug.
"Breakfast?" Alissa suggested.
"Already been down; sorry sweetie."
"No problem, I'll see you later."
~~~~~~~
Travis rolled over and looked at the clock. Ten am. Damn, he'd had a long sleep. He tumbled out of bed and headed to the toilet to relieve himself, then pulled on a pair of shorts and went looking to see if anyone was around.
He saw as he left his room that the door to the girls' room was open, but there were no signs of life. A glance toward the other large room let him know that Max's door was closed, but that didn't mean anything. He could still be in there, or he could have already left. Travis was too late for breakfast and wandered out to the balcony to see if he could spot any of the others down by the pool. As he stepped out past the back of the lounge he realised that Chloe was stretched out on it and was topless.
"Hey, Uncle Trav," she said, peering up at him but making no move to cover her epic tits.
"Oh shit, sorry Chloe," he said, quickly shifting his gaze from her breasts to her face and then to the sky.
"It's fine, they're just tits," Chloe laughed.
"Yeah, but you're like a daughter to me Chloe, it's a bit different from seeing a stranger's."
Chloe grabbed her tits and pushed them together. "Nah, they're just big fleshy bags of fun." Travis couldn't help but look as she massaged them. He quickly averted his gaze again, trying to meet her line of sight, but she seemed to be staring at his crotch rather than his face. That realisation did nothing to stop the burgeoning hard on he was growing in his pants.
"I think I might go see André for some Philly steak," Travis announced, turning to leave the dangerously tempting sight safely behind. He shook his head to clear it as he let the room, but still glanced back for one last peek when he thought he could get away with it. He didn't, and she was grinning at him.
~~~~~~~
When Max awoke, he was pretty sure he'd be the last one left. The girls were supposed to be leaving for a tour at eleven thirty and that was only forty-five minutes away. He showered, pulled on shorts and a t-shirt and went in search of food.
"Hey Daddy," he heard Chloe call out from the balcony. She'd propped herself up and was looking over the back of the couch that faced out over the resort.
"Hey Chloe," he replied, going out to greet her properly. "What are you doing up here? I thought you'd be down by the pool or something."
"Just working on my tan," she replied, standing up to hug him good morning.
"Whoa! Chloe!' he exclaimed on realising she was topless.
"What?" she asked, feigning innocence.
"Um, clothes?" Max suggested.
"Don't be silly Daddy, I'm trying to get rid of my tan lines, not make them worse. It's not like you've never seen these before, Daddy. You're as bad as Uncle Trav!"
"Wait, Travis saw you like this?" Max asked in shock.
"Don't worry, he ran off like a scared little teenager," Chloe replied with a laugh.
"Good on him!" Max exclaimed.
"I'm not a little girl Daddy, so you might just have to get used to me doing this until I'm happy with my tan. Besides, I saw you naked yesterday, so why don't you just think of this as payback and enjoy the view?"
"Because it doesn't work like that, Chloe."
"But don't you think my tits are nice? I certainly thought your cock was."
"Chloe, I'm not even going to answer that. I'm going to go find some food." He saw his daughter pout and quickly turned away, tearing himself from the vision of her amazing tits, worried that he was about to burst out of his shorts.
"Hang on, I'll grab my top and come with you. I could use a nice sausage," Chloe replied, laughing when her father's face looked scandalised.
~~~~~~~
Max and Chloe found Travis and Alissa sitting at a table near the all-day grill with Randy and John.
"Ready for the waterfall tour?" Randy asked as they approached.
"Sure am," Chloe replied.
"Excellent, because the bus leaves in half an hour."
"What time does it come back?" Travis asked.
"About four in the afternoon I think," Randy replied.
"Great, so we can meet up for happy hour and have dinner then?" Travis suggested.
"Sounds great, Dad," Alissa told him. When she turned back she noticed how annoyed Randy looked at the thought that he'd have to share Chloe with the men.
They sat and chatted until it was time to go, then promised to meet up with their dads again when they returned.
The foursome hopped off the bus when it arrived at the car park for the waterfall and followed the tour guide upstream. It was something of a hike, but when they finally stepped into the clearing at the end, it was well worth the effort. The falls weren't particularly high, more of a broken cascade over a series of rockfalls, but the pool of water at the bottom was stunning, if not as private as the boys might have hoped. They conceded that this was one of the drawbacks of going to a popular tourist attraction.
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"What were you hoping for, anyway?" Chloe asked Randy as they swam in the amazingly clear water.
"Oh I dunno, a bit of skinny-dipping, maybe," he replied with a smirk.
"Typical," Chloe laughed, "Of course I totally would have gone along with it, but even just topless might be seen as a bit outrageous and frowned upon here."
"I'm sure Alissa could get away with it," Randy suggested.
"What?" Alissa spluttered in shock.
"Well you know, 'cause you don't really have any tits, so it wouldn't be that obvious."
"Tell me that didn't just come out of your mouth!" Chloe shouted in outrage, as Alissa just stared in wounded shock.
"What?" Randy asked, clearly oblivious to the impact of what he'd just said.
"Dude, that is so fucking un-cool!" John declared. Alissa turned and swam away from them back toward the point where they'd entered the water. Chloe followed her, leaving John to deal with his friend.
"Are you okay, Ali?" Chloe asked when she caught up to her friend at the water's edge.
"Yeah I guess, it's not like the first time someone has made that observation."
"Yeah, but that doesn't make him any less of a dickhead for having said it," Chloe consoled her.
"Well, so long as I don't have to talk to him for the rest of the day, I couldn't care less," Alissa stated. Chloe knew that wasn't entirely true, though. She knew Alissa was sensitive about the size of her breasts and had seen her in a funk for days when someone had said something similar.
"I can't believe he didn't even realise what he was saying might offend you. That's one dude who's not getting any farewell sex!"
"Yeah, at least he's leaving the resort tomorrow," Alissa agreed.
"But hey, John clearly knew his friend was an ass, so that's good, right?"
"He's pretty damned special, I have to say. Pity he lives on the other side of the world."
"I'm sure you can get him to ditch Randy when we get back, and the two of you can have some fun together," Chloe suggested.
"I'll see how I go and whether I actually feel up to it or not."
"Don't let one dick ruin a good thing Ali, celebrate with the good dick, I say!" It was enough to bring a smile to Alissa's face and Chloe was happy that maybe it would be enough to see her friend not descend into the doldrums.
John managed to drag Randy over to apologise, but it was clear that he'd had to have the transgression explained to him, which made the apology feel a little hollow to Alissa. She just couldn't accept ignorance that his words were a blatant insult as a defence. She sat with Chloe all the way back, segregated from the guys by a couple of seats.
"Am I going to see you for happy hour?" John asked tentatively when they got off the bus back at the hotel, Randy having already made an exit, given that Chloe had made it clear that being so hurtful to her friend was enough to douse any hope of fun with her for the rest of his trip.
"Yeah, if you can keep Randy away I'd love to see you there," she replied.
"I'll lock him in the room or something," John suggested. "I really can't believe he was that stupid! I'm sorry again."
"No you don't need to be sorry, thank you for understanding and sticking up for me," Alissa said, before giving him a long kiss of thanks. I'm going to have a quick shower and clean up, how about we meet up again at the bar in half an hour?"
"Sounds fantastic! I'll see you there," John replied, giving Alissa another kiss before heading off in the direction of his room.
Chloe, who had stood nearby waiting, took Alissa by the arm and accompanied her back to their suite.
"Pity you said half an hour," Chloe half-complained. "That's not enough time for me to talk you into letting me take advantage of you."
"Poor you," Alissa laughed. "Are you going to shower as well? Should I use the bathroom in my Dad's room so you can have this one?"
"I can see you're not really in the mood to share and I understand why, so how about you take this one and I'll take one of the others?" Chloe replied.
"Thanks honey, you're a doll," Alissa replied to her friend. She rummaged through her clothes and pulled out some fresh underwear and a romper to put on afterward. Chloe left her to it and she didn't think any more of it as she set about getting cleaned up.
Chloe left their room and went into Travis' room. She could have used her father's shower, but she was feeling naughty and there was something about showering in the same space that Alissa's Dad used that turned her on. She stood under the flow of water, savouring the fact that Travis had been naked in there earlier in the day. It was only a matter of moments before the hand-held spout was aimed at her pussy, stimulating her body just as her imagination did her mind. She recalled the moment when she had sucked on Travis' cock to leave the lipstick on it, surprised at how much it still turned her on. She pulled hard at her nipple, teasing it and tweaking it as the flow of water jetted against her clit, taking her to a lovely, quick orgasm.
As she recovered and dried herself, she had an idea. She quickly dressed, choosing a scandalously short skirt, a bright pink thong and a loose, almost see-through top that she pulled on over a black lacy bra. She sauntered out to find Alissa sitting on the couch with the television on.
"Wait, you used my Dad's shower?" her friend asked in surprise.
"Yeah, it seemed naughtier," Chloe replied. She kept walking past the couch and into their room so she could access her makeup. After applying a bit of light makeup, she decided to pull out the bright red lipstick she'd worn when she'd sucked her Uncle Travis and put it on, squishing her legs together as the memory of sucking him was revived.
"Ready?" she called to Alissa as she popped the lipstick back in her makeup case.
"Yep, let's go," Alissa called readily.
They headed down to the bar area and found John sitting with their fathers along with two women.
"Here they are now," Max called out with a beaming smile as he saw the two girls approaching.
"Chloe, I'd like you to meet Rachel And Amanda," her father said. "Ladies, this is my daughter Chloe."
"Nice to meet you Chloe," Rachel and Amanda both said in warm American accents, extending their hands. Chloe took each as it was offered and smiled, replying that she was happy to have made the women's acquaintances, even though in truth she was less than thrilled to be sharing time with strangers when she'd thought she'd only have John to worry about as an add-on.
"And this is my daughter, Alissa," Travis introduced.
Alissa also took the proffered hands as she appraised the women sitting at the bar. She thought they looked probably in their late twenties or early thirties, so older than the two teenagers, but still significantly younger than their mothers would have been by then (and that their fathers actually were). They were both blonde and busty, though neither of their hair colours looked natural.
Alissa sat down while John went to the bar to fetch drinks for everyone and Alissa listened without committing to the conversation. It quickly became clear that Chloe had decided not to like the women from the outset, but she gave them a chance. After all, she and Chloe had been the ones to tell their fathers that they should play up their accents and find some fun! Apparently both their dads had taken up the idea, and Alissa rolled her eyes with Chloe a couple of times as they dragged out old Aussie sayings that neither of them usually used and accentuated an Aussie drawl that had them sounding like a couple of layabouts from the bush rather than the city-dwellers they actually were
Rachel in particular was lapping it up and was clearly a couple of drinks ahead of the girls. She was flirting shamelessly with Max and he was responding in kind.
John returned, and Alissa devoted most of her attention to him and only kept half an eye on what else was going on. She agreed to have dinner alone with John and could tell Chloe was disappointed. A hurried, hushed conversation as she and John were leaving let her know that although Chloe was disappointed to be abandoned to the two dads and their new friend though she was supportive and understood Alissa wishing to have an intimate dinner with John.
Chloe watched her friend leave and quickly downed her cocktail before heading to the bar for another. She knew it was rude not to ask if anyone else wanted anything, but she was feeling miffed and didn't bother. While she waited for Henry to mix the drink, Alissa's father came to stand next to her.
"G'day Henry, I'll have two mojitos and a couple of rum and cokes when you get a chance, thanks."
"Sure thing mon," Henry replied.
"You're looking particularly gorgeous today, Chloe," Travis complimented her.
"Thanks, Uncle Trav. Just how many of those rums have you had today?"
"Not enough yet," he joked.
"Enough to be dashing at least," Chloe replied, dropping her fingers onto his forearm and letting them linger there.
"Dashing you think? That's a new one for me."
"Or at least bombed out enough to throw around the sort of things a girl wants to hear," Chloe said, leaning into him a little and giving him a kiss on the cheek. Henry delivered her drink and she picked it up from the bar and took a sip, looking up at his face.
"Oops, must be one of my cheap lipsticks, I've marked you," she said, wiping it off his cheek and showing him the red on her finger. "Can't have you going back to flirt with Amanda looking like you've just been picked up at the bar!"
Travis watched her saunter away, sipping at her drink, her swaying hips setting the tiny, flirty little skirt swinging so that he was shown just the barest hint of the curve of her butt. He thought about the lipstick comment, his mind dragged back to the incident the day after their bender when he and Max had woken wearing lipstick on their lips and on their dicks. They'd kind of let it drop, neither of them really wanting to bring up and discuss the issue, but Travis remembered the colour he'd found on his cock. If it wasn't the same shade that Chloe was wearing now, it was damned close. Henry delivered the drinks and he dropped the thought while carrying them back to his companions. He found himself distracted upon his return: Chloe suddenly seemed to be competing for his attention. It was extremely distracting, especially because the setting sun was behind her and when she turned side on, the sheer blouse displayed a well-defined silhouette of her large, firm, perfect teenage breasts. And when she wasn't side on, she kept parting her legs. Once he'd caught his first glimpse of her bright pink underwear, any further movement promising to part her thighs drew his eyes straight back to where he might get another glimpse.
It seemed that Amanda had also noticed his distraction, as she seemed to go out of her way to be extra friendly to him and whenever possible, to upstage Chloe, although never going so far as to be obviously rude to her. Travis wasn't sure whether to lap up the attention from two women or to discourage Chloe from whatever it was she thought she was doing. The reality was that he couldn't help but enjoy what she was showing off, but at the same time he was trying to maintain sufficient attention on Amanda so she wouldn't feel like he was blowing her off.
They all went to dinner together and by the time it was done, Travis had lost his attempted conquest. It was clear that Max and Rachel were getting along famously and they decided to hit the nightclub, but Amanda told them she'd be heading back to her room, claiming she'd had more to drink than she'd realised.
Chloe practically beamed at the announcement. When Travis said forlornly that he might head to bed too, Chloe grabbed him by the arm, her breasts crushed against him.
"Oh come on, don't be boring," she pleaded. "Come and dance with me Uncle Trav, it'll be fun!"
"But maybe your Dad needs some time alone," Travis suggested.
"Well in that case we could go back to the bar, or walk along the beach, or just find another corner of the dance floor," Chloe suggested.
Travis gave in and replied, "Let's go with another corner of the dance floor for now," wondering why his 'niece' was being so flirty.
They all walked through to the resort's nightclub and hit the dance floor, Travis leading Chloe to a spot where they wouldn't intrude on his mate's fun. He didn't realise at first that it would also hide the way that Chloe had decided to dance with him, which he could only think of as inappropriate and sexual, but that he couldn't bring himself to forbid.
"So what happened to Randy?" Travis asked as they stopped at one point for a drink. "Not that I'm not enjoying your company."
"Turned out he was a bit of a dickhead," Chloe replied.
"And John?"
"No, he's awesome, no worries there," she assured him.
"Glad to hear that, even if I don't want to think about what might be happening," Travis laughed. "It's not easy letting your little girl grow up, you know."
"Oh I get it," Chloe laughed. "I mean, it's amazing Dad didn't complain tonight that my skirt is too short and my top too see-through. It's taken some battles, I assure you."
Travis couldn't help but glance down at the legs of the girl sitting next to him and then at her breasts as she shared her thoughts about her deliberately revealing clothes.
"I mean you should have heard how he went on the first time he found a thong in the laundry hamper," Chloe laughed. As she did so, she leaned in toward Travis, resting a hand on his thigh. It slid up toward his hip almost too far before stroking back down as she sat up again. She didn't remove it. Travis was conscious of that little pad of heat it created between them, and of the bulge growing in his pants.
"I remember that," Travis laughed. "He told me about it. I laughed at his fret until I found one in our hamper a week later."
Chloe laughed again, her hand sliding up Travis' leg again, but this time slipping in under his shorts instead of on top. "I talked her into buying it so I wouldn't be the only one copping grief at home."
"Ooh, that's harsh," Travis said.
"Makeup was a battle too," Chloe reminisced. "I think Dad called me a hussy the first time I wore this red lipstick."
"Well, it certainly makes a statement," Travis replied.
"So does my hot pink one," Chloe purred. "But that one looks better on Alissa than it does on me."
Travis swallowed, the lipstick conversation bringing thoughts back to his mind that he'd buried on the basis that he was probably better off not knowing.
"I haven't noticed you wearing much lipstick this holiday to be honest, but then I don't take that much notice of these things anyway."
"You're right though, I haven't really, just when the occasion called for it." Travis felt her hand squeeze his thigh gently and he desperately wished there was a way he could adjust his cock without being obvious.
"How about another dance?" he suggested, thinking that perhaps the dance floor was safer than the direction the conversation was going.
The first time she managed to turn and grind her butt up against his cock he knew he'd been wrong. He wasn't safe at all!
"Is that for me?" she cooed in his ear at one point, her hand sliding over his cock.
"Chloe!" he hissed in shock.
"Yes?" she replied innocently.
"You can't be doing that!"
"Why not? We're both adults, we're both single, so why can't we?"
"Because you're like a daughter to me and the daughter of my best mate!"
"Well it's not like I'm about to call you Daddy... unless that's the sort of thing that turns you on, of course."
"I really think I need to get to bed," Travis replied, trying to ignore the question and all that it implied.
"If you insist, then," Chloe said with a sigh that seemed to indicate to Travis she'd grudgingly accepted this evening wasn't going to go where she seemed to want it to.
Travis led the way from the nightclub, passing by Max and Rachel to let them know they were calling it a night. From the way they were all over each other, Travis fully expected to see something hanging on Max's door handle in the morning. He was a little jealous as he dwelled on the fact that had Chloe not scared off Amanda, he may well have been headed for some action as well. It had been a while.
As soon as they were inside the suite, Travis said goodnight to Chloe and headed for his room. With a sigh he stripped out of his clothes and decided to take a shower before hitting the sack. Once under the water, he nearly died of shock when the door to the bathroom opened and Chloe stepped in, completely naked. There was no door to the shower as such, just a half screen that separated it from the rest of the bathroom.
"Chloe!' He exclaimed, his hands quickly covering his man-bits.
"Don't hide that gorgeous thing,' Chloe rebuked him casually, pulling her blonde hair back so she could put it up. Travis couldn't help but notice the way her upraised arms lifted her breasts up and thrust them out toward him. That and the fact that she was shaved bare. He felt his cock rising at the sight despite any wish that it wouldn't.
"Chloe, you can't be in here," he told her.
"Oh shush, there are panties hanging on the door to my room, which means Alissa probably has a mouth or pussy full of cock and I'm pretty sure Dad's going to be in his room with Rachel soon, which means we'll be the only ones missing out. And we don't have to be!"
"Chloe, it's just not right," Travis protested, "And thanks for throwing such images of my daughter up! I don't need to think about that even if it's true." Chloe hadn't stopped advancing on him though and was within touching distance. She reached for his hands and tried to prise them apart and away from his cock. He held onto himself desperately.
"Oh come on Uncle Trav, I already sucked it once, you know."
"What?!" he exclaimed, caught completely off-guard. Chloe released his hands, giving up on getting to him that way and instead she wrapped her arms around him and he felt her amazing tits crushed against his arms.
"That red lipstick came off my lips, Uncle Trav. I smeared it all over them, then I sucked your limp cock into my mouth until it was nice and hard. Then I made sure the lipstick was really obvious. Then I put it on my Dad's lips as a joke so you'd think maybe he'd been the one who did it. So given I've already sucked you, wouldn't you rather be able to remember the experience?"
"You're not serious," he replied. Chloe just squatted down and looked up at him, her mouth parted seductively.
"Please Uncle Trav, I really want to suck you," she said, tugging gently at his hands. Travis stared down at her, conscious of just how hard he was behind his hands. Had she really done what she said? Surely she'd have just drawn it on if she'd actually been there. He felt himself wavering. Her hands touched his again, this time gently pulling them away from his tool, not trying to force him but insistently coaxing. He gave way, his hard cock springing out in front of him.
"Mmm, that looks so good," Chloe purred. She ran a finger along it from base to tip, lifting it up against his stomach. It twitched at the contact, the excitement of the moment combining with her touch to stimulate him. He found he was holding his breath as her hand wrapped around him and her lips, still adorned with the bright red lipstick closed over the head of his cock.
"Oh fuck!" he moaned as she sucked him deep into her mouth. He watched her pull back slowly and then suck him back in again, her red lips slipping down his shaft. She pulled up, then slid down again. Then she seemed to suck a breath in around him, swallow, and then grasping her hands on the back of his thighs, she pushed her mouth way down his cock until her nose almost touched his belly and he felt his cock slip into her throat. She held herself there for a few moments, then with a deep gasp of air, pulled back and off, saliva stringing between her mouth and his cock.
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"I love sucking cock, Uncle Trav," she announced, taking him in hand and then sucking him some more. After a bit more sucking she added, "But I like feeling one in my tight pussy, too."
She stood and tilted her head up as her breasts rubbed against his chest. Although she was less than half his age, Travis felt like a novice as her hand wrapped around the back of his neck and pulled him down to her. He felt himself giving up the fight and surrendering his will to her as he parted his lips, met her tongue with his and kissed her desperately. He was lost in his passion and his pent up sexual needs began to overwhelm him in a flood. His hands sought her willing body, caressing and squeezing, working over her slick wet curves as the shower cascaded about them. He pushed her back against the wall of the shower, no longer surrendering to her but also no longer resisting his desire for her as he broke the kiss, his hands seeking and finding her spectacular tits.
He'd watched her breasts developing for years, and since she'd truly started to become a woman he'd wondered more than once what it would be like to take them in hand and suck them.
The real experience was no disappointment! He bent his head and sucked hard on her right nipple, working it about with his lips and tongue as his hand attempted in vain to contain her other breast. Chloe moved against him, her hands in his hair and her legs parting around his right thigh. He felt her slick pussy riding it, up and down.
"Let's go to bed," Chloe whispered urgently to him. "I want you to fuck me, Uncle Trav."
"Chloe, I don't know," he moaned, his sense of propriety throwing up a brief, but ultimately futile final resistance as her hand enveloped and squeezed his cock.
"I'm so fucking horny, Uncle Trav. I'm not taking no for an answer," she replied. She stepped back away from him and he watched in awe as she ran her hands over her tits and then down between her legs. She slipped two fingers deep into her pussy and then pulled them out and sucked on them. "You need this too, Uncle Trav. You need to feel how tight my little pussy can wrap itself around your cock." She stepped close again and crushed her body against him as she reached past him and shut the water off. Resistance destroyed, he kissed her hard and then slipped his hands beneath her buttocks to pluck her from the floor. Her legs spread eagerly around him and he felt his cock crushed between his belly and her wet pussy. He carried her from the bathroom into his bedroom and released her in mid-air, enjoying the sight of her tight young body bouncing onto the bed. Her large tits settled on her chest and he climbed on top of her, his rock-hard cock seeking her snatch.
He quickly kissed and sucked each nipple, then held himself over her with his cock nestling against her pussy as she murmured encouragement. With a gentle thrust of his hips he entered her, his cock pushing an inch inside. Chloe groaned in pleasure and he pulled back to thrust forward again with more force. The second thrust buried him to the hilt inside her.
"Oh, fuck yes," Chloe moaned. Travis started sliding in and out in response to her obvious passion, working his hips to change the angle occasionally or lifting himself so he could rub the shaft of his cock against her clit as he fucked her. He felt Chloe respond, thrusting back at him and working her own hips to adjust the angle to suit her pleasure. Travis slowly built the speed and force of his thrusts until he felt he wasn't going to be able to hold back his orgasm. He pulled his cock from Chloe's pussy and she cried out in disappointment. He attacked her tits with his mouth again before slipping down between her legs. She splayed them invitingly once she realised what he intended, and Travis took a moment to admire the slick young pussy before him. He caressed her lips gently, running his fingers over them, then between them. He pushed two inside, working them deep before pulling them out again.
"Don't tease me Uncle Trav," Chloe pleaded. "Eat me. Feast on me. Make me cum for you!"
Travis licked his tongue from the bottom of her slit up toward her clit, then back down again. He pushed it inside her pussy, tasting as deeply of her as he could before gliding his tongue up and over her clit again. He felt her shudder beneath him as he lightly circled her clit with his tongue and then flicked it back and forth over and over again. Her hands tangled in his hair and he began pressing harder and accelerating, working her clit more and more ferociously.
"Fuck yes, right there!" she wailed. Travis responded, rubbing firmly with his tongue just where she wanted it. "Yes, yes, YES!" she cried, cumming hard on his tongue. Travis clambered back onto the bed and plunged his cock back inside her convulsing pussy, driving it in deep and holding still to feel her contractions against his shaft.
"Oh FUCK!" Chloe moaned as he pulled out completely and immediately plunged deep into her pussy once again. He gave her a moment before beginning to fuck her again, steadily. Her legs wrapped around his bum and she held onto him as he worked his hips, driving his cock in and out.
"Where do you want it, Chloe?" Travis moaned as he felt his orgasm approaching once again.
"Deep in my cunt!" she declared. Travis fucked her hard and fast, her legs falling away as she lay on the bed beneath him, being pounded into the mattress with every thrust of his cock, the noise of their slapping bodies sounding like gunshots ricocheting about the room.
"You want your uncle's cum do you? You want a cunt full of my cum?"
"Yes, I want it Uncle Trav! Fill me up with it!"
Travis couldn't have held back at that point had he wanted to! He thrust inside her, feeling his balls unleash their pent-up seed. It burst from his cock as he kept pumping in and out of her. He thrust until he had nothing left, then collapsed down on the bed beside her, chest heaving as he panted, recovering his breath. He glanced across to Chloe who lay beside him, face flushed, her blonde hair haloed about her head. She grinned at him, then pounced.
"Let me clean you up," she offered. Travis watched in delighted shock as she took his cock in her hand and mouth and sucked all traces of their fucking off of him.
"Holy fuck," he moaned as her mouth worked his sensitive cock over. It was something no one had ever done to him before and he struggled with his post-orgasmic sensitivity. Part of him needed to push Chloe away so he could bear it, but at the same time he didn't want to put an end to it even though his overstimulated nerve endings were screaming at him! Chloe didn't seem to be likely to stop either. He was surprised when he felt his cock responding and hardening again, something he associated with his younger days.
Once he was hard again, unbelievably, Chloe finally gave him some rest, letting him slip from her mouth.
"I'm impressed, Uncle Trav. I thought it was going to take far longer to get you ready to go again."
"To be honest, I'm surprised too," he laughed. "Must have something to do with you sucking all that juice off me. No one has ever done that for me before. Are all the girls your age this kinky?"
"Most of the ones I know say they are, but they've never proven it to me," she grinned as she moved to straddle him, her pussy lips trapping his cock between them and gliding along his shaft. "Some of my friends tell me their parents are of the opinion that our generation is a lot more liberal with sex, and lots of what we consider fun was completely off limits when they were growing up."
"To be honest I thought it was just the porn that was getting kinkier, I never guessed it might translate to anything like normal sex."
Chloe moved and took his cock in her hand, steadying it as she sat back down and impaled herself on it. "Well, it certainly influences what boys expect," she replied. "Like, they see something happen in porn and so it seems normal they should get to fuck you in the ass or cum on your face or watch you kissing a girlfriend and stuff. Not everyone actually does it, but the fact that they keep asking for it probably means that more girls try it than maybe they would have in the past. And if you try it and like it..." she left the rest unsaid, rocking her hips and gently grinding on the cock buried in her pussy.
Travis reached up to caress her amazing tits as they swayed on her chest with her movements.
"Well I guess I should be thankful to be a beneficiary then," he moaned as he marvelled at how firm her large breasts were.
"Yes you should definitely be, because I think it's porn that's probably given lots of young girls a daddy complex," Chloe moaned.
"Oh, that I'm not sure about. There's always been an attraction between younger woman and older men, especially men in authority or with lots of money. Of course, I'm not sure how many of them have fucked their Dad's best friend."
Chloe leaned forward and dangled a breast in his face.
"I'll take your word for it," Chloe responded.
Travis sucked on the nipple he was presented with and thrust his hips off the bed to drive his cock up into her pussy. Chloe swayed her chest left and right so Travis moved from one breast to the other and back again.
Chloe sat back up and worked her feet underneath herself, and Travis watched as she squatted up and down on his cock, balancing herself with her hands on his chest while he used his hands under her butt to support her movements.
"God, your tits are fucking sexy," Travis moaned. "You can't believe how many times I've tried to sneak a peek at them."
"Oh, I think I can; after all, some of those glimpses you got were entirely deliberate, you know. I just love the way I can give a guy a hard on just by teasing him with my girls."
"You really are a dirty little minx, aren't you?"
"Lucky for you, yes, I am," she laughed, tipping her head back so that her blonde hair fell back.
All resistance to her charms long since burned away, Travis decided it was time to take control again and grabbed Chloe by the hips. He tipped her sideways onto the bed and quickly organised them so he could fuck her doggy-style. He grabbed her by the hips, knee-walked forward and plunged his cock into her again. Once he was buried in her pussy, he reached forward and grabbed hold of her big tits, hanging onto them as he worked in and out of her with his cock.
"Oh yeah, I love that, give it to me, Uncle Travis," Chloe moaned. He thrust forward, pushing as deep as he possibly could inside her before pulling back and slamming his cock into her again.
"Harder!" Chloe moaned. He had to let go of her breasts to get the right leverage and grabbed her hips instead, holding onto them as he quickened the pace of his thrusts. Their communication deteriorated to a series of grunts, moans and ecstatic cries as Travis pounded her for all he was worth. Chloe came several minutes later, shaking and shuddering as he continued pounding her.
He gave a cry of joy when he managed to pump his second load inside her before they both collapsed together on the bed. Chloe lay on her back panting and Travis lay on his side, fascinated by the sight of her buxom chest rising and falling with each breath. He reached out and traced his fingers lightly along the curve of her breasts, then down over her ribs and abdomen, then across her hip before returning to his starting point along the alternate route. He couldn't help but wonder what would come next for them. Was this a one off? That was what he expected. His mind started down that regretful path, but he shut it down, deciding to enjoy the moment.
Chloe turned to him and smiled. "That was awesome, how soon until you can do it again?"
"Again?" Travis asked with a mix of fear and eagerness. "God, sometime in the morning? At best in an hour?"
"Mmm, I'm going to hold you to that. Now, let me get under the sheet, I'm sleeping here tonight."
"Do you think that's really a good idea?"
"Don't be boring!" Chloe laughed. "We're both adults, the other bedrooms are taken and besides, I need to be close at hand when this thing fires up again." She tugged on his penis to emphasise her point.
"Ahh the insatiability of youth," Travis teasingly bemoaned
~~~~~~~
Alissa returned to the suite and after activating the door with her card, quietly turned the handle, not wanting to advertise the time she was returning. It wasn't like she'd have to explain anything, but she hoped that no one would be awake at 7am to discover that she hadn't even slept in the room. Although if Chloe woke up and saw her sneaking in, she'd be easy to swear to secrecy. It would only cost her a retelling of her night with John and possibly letting her eat her pussy again. And it wasn't like that was much of a trial.
She tiptoed through the tiled living room and found one of Chloe's thongs hanging on the handle of the door. She sighed. Protocol demanded that she not enter, but that would make it pretty obvious that she hadn't made it back to her room. The problem was that Chloe was likely to have been fucking some lucky guy all night and then she probably wouldn't wake up until well into the morning.
She decided there wasn't much she could do about it and settled in to nap on the couch. She hadn't had a lot of sleep. Just thinking about it reminded her of the pleasant ache she'd been left with between her legs; certainly pleasant enough to be contemplating whether she'd be able to afford a trip to the United States anytime in the near future. She nodded off to sleep, wondering what a trip to Montana might cost.
~~~~~~~
Travis woke to the incredibly pleasant sensation of a feminine mouth wrapped around his cock. He rubbed at his eyes as his brain slowly caught up and processed what was going on.
"Good morning, sleepy-head. I thought this joystick might wake up all on its own, but I got tired of waiting and decided to help," Chloe murmured between sucks of his cock.
"Well, it's sure as hell awake now and getting more joyous every moment," Travis laughed, glancing at his watch to check the time. Sun streamed in through the window and his watch told him it was 8am. He ran a hand through his hair as Chloe sucked him deep into her mouth. She was as naked as she'd been when they'd finished fucking the night before, and Travis couldn't help but think it would be a sight he'd be happy to wake up to over and over again.
"You going to stick me with this again?" Chloe asked cheekily.
"Stick you with it?" Travis laughed. "I'm pretty sure you mostly jumped on it yourself last night."
"Potaeto Potahto," Chloe grinned at him, working her way up his body, dragging her breasts along him until they were resting on either side of his cock. She waggled her shoulders until his erect cock was snuggled between them.
"That would work better with something to lubricate them," Travis joked.
"Oh, you want to fuck my titties, do you?" Chloe asked and without waiting for an answer, pushed his legs apart and knelt between them. She pressed her breasts together with her hands and drooled saliva down her cleavage while she smooshed them around against one another. Travis swallowed at the sight of the sunlight glistening off her wet tits. "Come on, you can't do it from there, so stand up," she urged him.
Travis hadn't actually been entertaining the idea of fucking her tits, but he wasn't about to say no, either. Chloe moved to the edge of the bed and sat with her legs spread. Travis stood between them, his erection pointing at her. She pulled him closer to her and then used her hands to squeeze her tits together, engulfing his erection. She dribbled saliva down over the head of his cock and worked her tits up and down.
"Guys seem to love this," she said, smiling up at him.
"Probably because it feels so damn good," Travis replied.
"Better than my pussy?"
"Well, let's not get carried away," Travis joked.
"You know, Alissa hardly ever has guys ask to cum on her tits, but with me it's like the first place they want to shoot."
"I'm pretty happy not to hear about Alissa's sex life, you know," Travis moaned as Chloe dropped her tits away for a moment and sucked on his cock.
"How boring," Chloe teased him.
"Oh, like you'd enjoy hearing about your Dad's conquests?" Travis challenged her.
"I would, actually," she replied with a glint in her eye as she wrapped her tits around him again.
"Good lord, well too bad, because there's no way I'm going there," Travis said.
"Well then, you'd better fuck me to stop my asking," Chloe purred. She lay back on the bed and pulled her knees up to her chest. "Come on Uncle Trav, fuck my pussy again. I need to feel your hot cum fill it up some more."
Travis leaned in over her and easily slid into her pussy. Chloe moaned as he thrust deep, balls pressing up against her butt.
"God, I love that feeling," Chloe moaned as he pulled back and shoved his cock in her again.
"I've gotta say, it's pretty fucking good. So young and tight," Travis moaned.
"My ass is even tighter. If you're a good boy and shower me with gifts maybe sometime soon I'll let you find out just how tight it is,' Chloe cooed.
"Good fucking God," Travis moaned, almost losing his load on the spot at the thought. He pulled out and told her to move up the bed further so he could give her a proper fucking. Chloe grinned back at him as she shuffled back, her tits wobbling delightfully. He climbed between her legs and drove his cock back into her pussy before fucking her hard and fast.
Chloe wasn't very quiet in letting him know how much she liked it.
~~~~~~~
Alissa stirred on the couch and looked at her watch. 8:30am.
"Yes, just there," she heard someone cry out happily from her father's room. She snapped awake as she realised she could hear the sounds of fucking coming from her father's bedroom.
It sounded like he was really showing Amanda a good time!
She only lay there for a few moments before she decided she'd rather take the chance of walking in on some dude that Chloe had picked up sprawed naked on a bed than continue to listen to her own father having sex with some bleached blonde. She quickly strode to her room and opened the door, slipping the thong from the handle and dropping it just inside. She glanced at Chloe's bed to see if she'd awakened and realised there wasn't anyone in it. She glanced at the bathroom door, but then processed the fact that Chloe's bed didn't even look slept in. She wondered what the hell was going on. With no immediate clue to unlock the mystery, she plonked down on her bed and closed her eyes, figuring to at least catch up on a bit of sleep.
She was awakened by the sound of the door opening and she peered across the room to see Chloe slipping inside with all her clothes except her underwear clasped in her hand.
"Oh hey, I didn't hear you come in," Chloe said to her with a smile.
"Why would you have?" Alissa asked, puzzled.
"Well, when did you get in?"
"Like an hour ago? Hang on, why were your panties on the door if you're just coming in here now and dressed like that? Where have you been?"
Even as she asked, the penny dropped. "Wait, was that you just now? Did I hear you fucking mydad?!" Alissa suddenly demanded. Chloe didn't immediately answer or meet Alissa's eyes, which to Alissa confirmed the accusation. "Oh my GOD! You DID! You fucked my dad!"
"So?" Chloe responded. "Is it that a bad thing? He's single, I'm single, we're both adults."
"But he's like an uncle to you, like he's your best friend's Dad? Isn't that enough of a boundary? How would you feel if I fucked your dad?
"Jealous," Chloe responded matter-of-factly, taking the wind out of Alissa's sails.
"What?" she asked in stunned surprise.
"I saw how big his cock is, remember? I'd be jealous because I'd love to have sex with that thing. But if you meant how I'd feel about your being with him, probably happy. He could do a lot worse and hey, just like your dad, he doesn't exactly get out and about much. You might help with the whole grieving process and help him to get over losing Mum."
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Alissa didn't quite know how to respond.
"I need time to think," she said. "I'm going to take a walk."
"Want company?" Chloe asked.
"Not right now," she replied, almost adding 'Not yours.' Fortunately, she managed to hold that back and not risk the consequences.
"Just know that I still love you like my sister, Ali," Chloe offered, "And that I'd never do anything to hurt you or your dad."
"Okay," Alissa conceded and left the room. She headed for the beach.
A thousand thoughts occupied Alissa's mind as she strolled along the white sand, but she kept coming back to what Chloe had said. Her father was single, Chloe was single, and they were both adults. She assumed her father had been a willing participant. After all, she'd seen him looking at Chloe in her bikini and lots of other times for years. She assumed that any man Chloe set her sights on would be unlikely to say no. She sighed. She would have to accept the fact that her friend had seduced and fucked her dad and that if it happened again, she'd simply have to support it.
Then she thought about Chloe's response to her question about fucking Max. She couldn't believe Chloe was so okay with it, so open, even. Thinking about that led her to thinking about the size of Max's cock. Alissa would never have considered herself a size queen, but after having held him in her mouth, she was definitely curious about how good it would feel to have a cock that size in her pussy.
~~~~~~~
Chloe lay on her bed wondering what the day would bring. Would Alissa be okay after her walk? Would Travis be okay with their having slept together? What would her father say when he found out? Because she had every intention of his finding out! After all, she wanted to fuck her Uncle Travis a lot more than they'd done so far, and it would feel awful sneaking around, even if they could get away with it. Just thinking about it had her horny all over again. She thought about going back to Travis' room and waking him up again, but decided that he probably needed the sleep. Instead she wandered out into the living room, still in just her underwear. She eyed off the balcony. Maybe she could work on getting rid of those pesky tan lines some more. Deciding she was going to do exactly that, she unclasped her bra and draped it over the couch, then paused no more than a moment before slipping her thong off as well. She stretched luxuriously, loving the feeling of being naked in the suite. She went to the balcony, positioned the lounge to extract maximum advantage from the sun and lay down.
After half an hour she felt she should get out of the sun for a bit so she wouldn't overdo it. As she walked back inside she noticed her underwear still draped over the back of the couch and decided to leave it there. Being naked was too much fun! Besides, it wasn't like anyone staying there hadn't seen her naked. Well, she realised, her dad hadn't seen her pussy in quite a few years, but then that was nothing to worry about. She flaked out on the couch, not caring who the first person to enter the room might be, happy to push their limits. She decided then and there that for the rest of the holiday the suite would be a nudist zone for her.
The key card released the lock with a snick and she glanced to see who would be coming in the door, only briefly panicking that it might be housekeeping. Fortunately it wasn't any of the service personnel, it was her father.
"What the hell, Chloe?" he asked when he saw her spread out naked along the length of the couch.
"Hi, Dad! I've decided to be a nudist for the rest of the holiday. Well, in here only though, not the rest of the resort obviously," she explained happily.
"And what if that makes the rest of us uncomfortable? Did you give any thought to everyone else?"
"Well Alissa's used to it because like half the time we spend in that room I'm naked around her anyway. And I doubt very much that Uncle Travis is going to complain."
"I didn't say 'complain', I said 'uncomfortable'. There's a difference between accepting something because you don't think you can affect the outcome and being comfortable with it."
"Either way, I'm pretty sure he'll be fine. He should be in his room; do you want me to go ask him?"
"No, I really don't," Max sighed.
"Are you worried you'll get a boner?" Chloe asked with a hint of excitement in her voice.
"No!" Her father responded a little too quickly.
"It'd be okay if you did Daddy, I mean it's perfectly natural," Chloe teased him.
"Is this going to be one of those things where I absolutely can't change your mind?" he asked his daughter.
She just grinned and nodded at him.
"Well what if I said that I was just going to do the same thing? How would you feel if you had to see your old dad naked around here all the time?"
"That would be awesome Daddy! Do it!" Chloe exclaimed. She could tell by the astonished look on his face that wasn't the answer he'd been expecting.
"I think not," he replied.
"Party pooper," Chloe moaned. "Anyway, where have you been? Were you out all night with Rachel?"
"Well, not out, but yes, I was with Rachel."
"Ooo, Daddy went and got some action!" Chloe teased him. "Did she wear you out and drain you dry, is that why you're not getting a boner looking at your gorgeous, naked daughter?"
"Hey, come on, keep it decent, young lady. I'm not getting a boner because you're my daughter! Good Lord, if your mother saw this..."
"Hey, don't bring her into it, that isn't fair," Chloe pouted.
"Sorry, but I just don't know how to deal with this," he said, waving a hand in her direction.
Travis picked that moment to walk out of his room. He stopped dead in the doorway when he too saw Chloe naked on the couch.
"Can you believe this?" Max said to his mate, "She's just declared she's going to go without clothes for the rest of the holiday whenever she's in the apartment!"
"Oh shit," Travis said in shock.
"Oh shit? That's it?" Max asked.
"Well, it's something to process, that's for sure," Travis replied, clearly trying hard not to look in Chloe's direction.
"Look, see how uncomfortable you've made him?" Max accused her daughter. "He doesn't know where to look."
"That's just because you're here, Daddy. "Last night he knew exactly where to look... and touch."
"What the fuck?" Max yelled, glaring at his best friend.
"Don't you dare, Daddy!" Chloe yelled back at him, leaping from the couch, her tits bouncing freely. She hadn't planned to tell him like this. She certainly hadn't planned on ambushing Travis, who looked like his flight or fight reflex was broken. It had just blurted out of her mouth. She dashed over to her 'uncle' and grabbed his arm. "He wasn't going to, Daddy, but I seduced him. You were off with Rachel, Alissa was off with John, I was horny as all fuck and ditched Randy because he was a knob and Uncle Travis was here all on his own too."
"What? So you just fucked each other?" Max hissed.
"Oh, calm down Daddy, we're both consenting adults." Max looked anything but calm. He threw down his key card and stormed out of the suite.
"Well that didn't go so well," Chloe sighed.
"No shit. Maybe it wasn't the best approach," Travis sighed. "Are you okay?"
"Kinda," Chloe mumbled. "I mean I knew finding out wouldn't be easy for him; I just hope I haven't ruined everything."
Travis turned so she was in front of him rather than beside him. He lifted her chin with a gentle finger so she met his gaze. "Your dad is probably more liberated than you would care to think, Chloe. Just give him some time. We can be very protective of our daughters and it isn't easy when they start making decisions for themselves. It's even harder when there's sex involved." He kissed her gently on the lips.
"Thanks, Uncle Travis. You're awesome and I so hope you're right, because I want more of what we had last night." She pressed her body against him and kissed him properly.
~~~~~~~
Alissa was almost back to the suite when her Uncle Max stormed out.
"Are you okay, Uncle Max?" she asked.
"Not really, Ali," he rumbled.
"Want some company?" she asked.
"I don't think I'll be very good company after what I've seen in there,' he declared.
"In that case I think I should come with you for sure," she offered, following him downstairs. He headed straight for the bar with no regard for the time of day.
"How much do you know about what's going on in there?" he asked her as Henry delivered his drink.
"Not a lot, other than the fact that my Dad and Chloe seem to have had sex last night."
"That's about the crux of it. She doesn't even seem to regret it at all."
"Should she?" Alissa challenged him.
"Well I think your dad should, at least!" Max retorted.
"I thought like that when I first found out this morning," Alissa said to him. "But after I'd been over it a thousand times, I decided if that's what they want and they're happy, who am I to tell them they're wrong? Like Chloe told me, they're both single, consenting adults."
"I hear what you're saying, but I just can't bring myself to accept it," Max moaned. "Especially when my daughter decides to declare the suite a nudist zone and run around naked for the rest of the holiday."
"Wait, she what?" Alissa asked.
"She did what I just said. When I came in just now she was sprawled out on the couch fully naked. I was trying to get a point across about how uncomfortable that would make your dad feel when she told me he'd been fine with her being naked the night before. That's when it all came out."
"Well she's definitely one of a kind, Uncle Max," Alissa said, processing what she'd just been told.
"Actually, she's exactly like her mother, believe it or not. This is exactly the sort of thing that Jenny used to do. She was always out there and pushing our boundaries. Your mother was often a willing accomplice, too. More than once those girls had us all skinny-dipping together in some lake or at a remote beach.
"Really?" Alissa asked, completely shocked.
"Yeah, really. I guess I shouldn't be so hard on her. But fuck I tell you, it's not easy to walk in on your daughter all grown up and naked."
"Especially when she's a goddess?" Alissa asked with a laugh.
"Yeah, especially then," he sighed.
"Because you want to look, right?" Alissa intuited. "But you feel like you're not allowed to and so you shouldn't."
"When did you get so bloody perceptive?" Max laughed as he tossed his drink back.
"We girls mature fast, remember?"
"I think I've been reminded of that constantly for a few years now."
"Do you think it would help you if I decided to join Chloe?"
"What do you mean?" Max asked.
"In her nudist declaration. I know my body is nothing to compare to Chloe's, but maybe if you had somewhere else to focus your attention than your own daughter it wouldn't grate so much," Alissa offered, not quite sure where the idea came from, but excited about the reaction that seemed to be growing in her Uncle Max's pants.
"Hey, don't you ever dare to think of yourself as anything but sexy," he replied. "Your body is divine."
"Aww, you know all the right things to say," Alissa laughed. "But you know what I mean. Chloe and I walk into a room and every guy there thinks, 'I need a wing man so I can hit on the blonde.' I'm second prize."
"Prize yes. Second? Not everyone is into big tits, Ali."
"I think I've heard that before," she laughed, calling for a drink from Henry. "But whenever I walk into a room with Chloe, eyes only turn to me after they've checked out her chest." She let go the fact that he hadn't answered her question about whether her getting her kit off would help him deal with the problem of his daughter being naked. It wasn't like she could imagine him saying yes.
They sat and had another drink, after which Max declared himself ready to face his naked daughter without blowing his stack. On the way back, Alissa wondered whether she should join in with Chloe or not. She really liked the idea of Max checking her out. The whole notion had a naughtiness about it that turned her on the more she thought about it! She thought back to Max's revelation that Chloe was just like her mother. She pondered the additional titbit he'd let slip about her own mother being a willing accomplice. It sounded a lot like her and Chloe. Chloe was usually the instigator of crazy, but Alissa didn't often take much convincing to join in. She'd pretty much decided to do the nudie thing when the realisation hit her that she'd be parading around naked in front of her Dad as well!
If Chloe can handle being seen naked by her Dad, then so can I, she decided, feeling a blush steal down her face at the wicked thought. She was thankful that Max didn't seem to notice. But after all, she hadn't told him she was going to join Chloe.
When they opened the suite door, Chloe was sitting watching television, still naked. Alissa had expected it. After all, Chloe was famous for her obstinate streak. She saw her friend look up hopefully at her father.
"Okay..." Max began and took a deep breath. "...I will come to terms with all of... of this. I will leave you to make your own adult decisions and I'll be here for you. Even if I don't think it's particularly smart."
"You're awesome Daddy!" Chloe exclaimed, jumping from the couch to run over and hug her father.
"Yeah, well you owe a lot of that to Alissa, she's the one that talked me off the ledge, so to speak."
"Bestie!" Chloe squealed and hugged Alissa as well.
"Not only that! I'm going to join you in the nudie fun. I need to get out of last night's romper anyway since someone made me think I couldn't get into my room this morning," Alissa declared.
Max did a double-take as if checking that he'd heard correctly.
Alissa simply started briskly undoing the buttons down the front of her romper. She kicked her flip flops toward the door to the bedroom and then shrugged the romper from her shoulders. It fell in a puddle at her feet and she bent to pick it up, wearing nothing but a lacy white thong before giving Chloe and her father a face-splitting grin. "See, nothing to see," she said.
"Except for your sexy-as-fuck nipples," Chloe disagreed. Alissa half expected her friend to start playing with them, but thankfully she didn't, given Max was standing right there.
"And that the um... curtains match the drapes," Max muttered more to himself than to Alissa.
Alissa stepped out of the thong, grabbed her romper from the floor and went to throw it into the bedroom with the rest of her clothes before bouncing back to the living room totally au naturel.
"Isn't it liberating?" Chloe said to her.
"It is, actually," she replied, taking a seat on the couch. "Hey Uncle Max, could you perhaps get us some drinks please?"
"Um, sure thing," he replied, adjusting his pants and dragging his eyes away from the two naked teenagers.
The door to Travis' bedroom opened and he stepped out, stretching as he cleared the doorframe.
"What the hell?" he asked when he spotted not one, but two girls sitting naked on the couch.
"No kidding," Max replied, returning from the kitchen with pre-mixed Mojitos for the girls. "Apparently they're both becoming part-time nudists while they're here in the suite for the rest of the trip." Travis just looked back and forth between everyone, clearly processing what he'd just been told.
Chloe put her drink aside, jumped up from the couch and went to give Travis a hug. He quickly stepped back with a nervous glance at Max.
"It's okay silly, Ali talked him around about us and he's all good," Chloe informed him, grabbing him in a hug.
"Seriously?" Travis sought to confirm.
"Well, all good is probably overstating it a little, but I am coming to terms with the idea."
"You know, you two could go naked too," Chloe suggested.
"Holy shit, it's like Jenny's here," Travis laughed.
"No shit," Max said a little sombrely.
"What do you mean?" Chloe asked.
"Just that trying to get everyone naked is exactly the sort of thing your mother used to do," her father replied.
"Oh wow," Chloe responded. "And would you have done it?"
"We may have done it on occasion," Max laughed.
"Yeah, well... the less said about that the better, I think," Travis declared. "Now that I'm fully awake and up for the day, I'm off to see my mate André."
"Philly steak really isn't supposed to be a breakfast food, Dad," Alissa admonished him.
"It is with jerk sauce!"
"Rubbish!"
"Hush your mouth, I'm hungry. Anyone coming with?"
"I will," Chloe declared excitedly. "Guess I'll need a bikini though."
"How terribly sad," her father suggested. Chloe just poked her tongue out at him and ran off to the bedroom, her tits flailing gleefully with her movements.
"She could put someone's eye out like that," Alissa laughed. "I'll come too, I haven't eaten yet." She too went to the bedroom to don her bikini.
"So how were things with Rachel last night?" Travis asked when the two of them were alone.
"More than satisfactory," Max replied with a grin. "The fact that she drained me was probably the only thing keeping me from getting a full-on boner from looking at those two. Mind you, I can't believe that I only managed to meet up with her on her last night at the resort."
"No kidding," Travis agreed. "Look, about Chloe ..."
"Forget it; she clearly wanted it and I know what she's like when she gets an idea in her head: you probably didn't have a chance. Just treat her right and don't break her heart, yeah?"
"You know I'd never do that," Travis assured him just as the girls came back out of the bedroom.
"Let's go!" Chloe chirped, and they set off for the pool.
After several rounds of drinks, it was clear that Chloe was getting beyond tipsy and Alissa wasn't far behind.
"So tell me Dad, now that you've let the cat out of the bag, tell me one place where you and Uncle Trav and Mum and Lucy all got naked together."
"Well, the beach one night," Max replied. "It was like 2am and we all went skinny-dipping."
"And there were any number of nudie runs down streets," Travis laughed, "although the daytime runs were a bit short."
"And a couple of hot tubs," Max smiled.
"God, it sounds like you were hardly ever not naked," Alissa laughed.
"Oh it wasn't that bad," Max grinned.
"Yeah, other than that one shack we rented, it was never for long," Travis agreed.
"What about a shack?" Alissa asked as her curiosity was spiked further.
"Just a shack on a beach we all rented once before we had you kids. Jenny declared It a clothing free zone, not optional but actually forbidden, and so anytime we were inside we were naked. It was like for a whole week."
"Well then, I hereby declare our entire suite clothing free!" Chloe immediately proclaimed in a loud voice.
"No need to tell the whole resort!" Alissa shushed her friend.
"And I'm not sure I'm up for that," Max said.
"Hey, we came here specifically so we wouldn't all be tragically sad and miserable over the anniversary period. So we should celebrate the way Mum and Lucy would have and if this is the sort of thing they would have done, what better way could we do it? What would Mum have said?" Chloe asked.
The two guys looked at each other.
"She'd say to do it, wouldn't she?" Travis suggested to Max.
Max sighed. "Yep. I'm afraid she would have."
"Then it's done. I say we take a pitcher of mojitos back to the official Nudie Suite and play some games!" Chloe whooped.
"I think we've all given birth to a monster," Max commented before ordering the pitcher from Henr.
They returned to the main room and the two dads went off to remove their clothes while the girls had skinned out of their bikinis in moments.
"Should we play Monopoly?" Chloe asked Alissa.
"May as well, there isn't really anything else other than the cards we brought."
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"Well there's certainly no board game like Hide the Salami to play," Chloe laughed. Their dads walked out naked at that point, and all conversation died nervously as everyone took a moment to check each other out.
"Wow, this really is a case of the haves and the have nots, isn't it?" Alissa asked as they sat down to play the game.
"What do you mean?" her father asked.
"Her tits, his cock," Alissa stated baldly.
"Nothing wrong with this cock," Chloe said, reaching across to gently caress Travis. "It's not small, you know."
"Oh, I didn't mean it was small, but your family just seems to have been that little bit extra lucky when body parts got dished out."
"It's okay, honey," her father assured her. "I mean it took a while for me to come to terms with the Elephant Man over here, but if there's one thing I learned from your mother, it was definitely that size isn't everything. At least not to everyone. And besides, that's life's lottery, so play the cards you were dealt and just be glad you're happy and healthy."
"I guess so," Alissa replied. It didn't stop her sneaking constant peeks at the massive cock hanging down between Max's legs, though.
They all got absorbed in the game then, occasionally topping up their drinks as they sorted out property sales and rents. It became clear fairly early on that the luck was with Travis and he was going to win the game. Alissa was the first one to concede, giving her pitiful pile of cash and her last properties to Max in an attempt to give someone a chance to defeat her father.
She watched for a while, happy that it gave her time to admire Max's cock some more.
"So tell me Uncle Max, just how big does it get?" she eventually asked after finishing another mojito.
"Big enough," he laughed with a grin.
"If he won't tell you, just make him hard," Chloe suggested.
"Just like that?" Alissa asked her friend.
"Yep, masturbate where he can see you and I'm sure that would do the trick. Or maybe I should start sucking your tits, I'm pretty sure that would get him erect. Look, just the idea is working already!"
Alissa glanced to Max's cock and saw that he was indeed growing in response to Chloe's lewd suggestions. Even at half-mast it was an impressive sight.
"Oh my, imagine if we actually kissed each other," Alissa said, the sight of her uncle's cock stirring her desire.
"We could do it and see what happens?" Chloe suggested.
"Yeah, let's do it," Alissa agreed. The two nineteen year olds stood up from their chairs and came together in front of their fathers. Being of a similar height, Chloe's chest crushed against Alissa's as their lips and tongues came together. Alissa felt Chloe's hands slide down her sides and around to her butt as they kissed. She brought her own hands up to Chloe's breasts, trailing her fingers over the plentiful side-boob that resulted from their bodies being pressed together.
"Good lord, I do love the sight of two girls kissing," Max groaned.
"Especially such hot ones, daughters or not," Travis agreed.
Alissa could feel the juices of her pussy stirring, the comments of their fathers doing as much to stir her desire as the kiss itself. They broke apart with a shared gasp. Both girls immediately turned to check out Max's cock. It had grown even further, but Alissa thought it still had room to go a bit further.
"So big," she crooned, admiring the sight.
"Sure is, and look how hard your Dad is," Chloe agreed. Alissa turned to look at her father's cock and saw it straining skyward as he leant back in his chair.
"Makes me want to suck it," Chloe said. "How about it Ali, want to suck my Dad's cock while I suck your Dad's?"
"Now that you mention it, yes, I'd love that," Alissa replied, licking her lips in anticipation of the prospect. Chloe immediately took control and demanded that the two men sit side by side on the couch so she could watch Alissa even as she sucked off Travis. Alissa was surprised at how easily the two dads were suddenly taking the evolving situation in stride, but was horny enough not to over-think it.
Chloe tossed her a cushion and took one for herself, and each girl knelt between the legs of her friend's dad. Alissa looked down at Max's cock. It was definitely hard, not to mention amazingly long and thick. It lay up against his stomach as he reclined back on the couch. She ran a finger from the tip down to the root, enjoying the way it twitched under her light touch. She glanced across and noticed that Chloe already had her father's cock in her mouth. She watched for a couple of moments as Chloe worked her mouth up and down Travis' dick.
Returning her attention to Max, she wrapped her fingers around the huge member, about halfway down. She pulled it up towards her face, again amazed that her fingers didn't even meet around its girth. It was imposing to say the least! It stood so tall that. she had to kneel up off her heels to get into position to suck it. Before she took him in her mouth, she licked at the underside of the head, flicking at the base of the helmet, then up and over the little slit at the tip. Then she parted her lips and sucked the head into her mouth, both of her hands stroking him gently. She heard Max groan and took more of him into her mouth, wondering how much she would be able to take. Percentage-wise it wasn't going to be a lot. She heard her father groan beside her and looked to see Chloe stroking him as she sucked at just the head of his cock.
"Do you like watching your little girl sucking a huge cock Uncle Travis?" Chloe asked him. "She looks so good doing it, doesn't she? Look, even her pale pink nipples are getting flushed and hard and excited. They look extra tasty when she's horny!"
Alissa found the running commentary intoxicating in a way she would never have considered possible. It spurred her on and she took as much of Max's cock in her mouth as she possibly could, her jaw stretched wide until she felt the head bumping against the back of her throat. She slid her hand up until it touched her lips, then pulled her head back with a gasp.
"Holy shit!" she said when she saw how much of his long cock remained beneath her hand. She glanced across and saw that Chloe was watching her with what could only be described as a hungry look in her eye.
"Wow," Chloe agreed. Whatever else she may have been thinking, she left unsaid.
"I can't wait to make this sucker cum," Alissa gushed. She started stroking her uncle's cock with her hand and sucked the head back between her lips.
"Race you," Chloe giggled and started sucking Travis furiously, her hand also stroking him.
Alissa didn't bother to complain that she thought it unfair because Chloe had started sucking sooner, she just worked harder at making Max cum, her competitive streak leaping to the fore.
"Come for me Uncle Travis," Chloe moaned around his cock, "Cum so I can show everyone all your hot sticky juice dribbling down my big tits."
Both men groaned at the suggestion, but Travis was the one who came first. Chloe hungrily sucked all his seed from his cock, then leaned back on her heels, smiling with her mouth parted enough to let his cum spill out over her lips. It ran down her chin and she thrust her chest forward. Four sets of eyes watched as the cum trickled down from her chin and then ran down between her tits. Chloe wagged her head from side to side, coating both breasts before she smooshed them together.
"Want to cum all over my little titties, Uncle Max?" Alissa asked as she stroked his cock, enjoying the sight of Chloe's cum-covered tits.
"Can't think of any reason I wouldn't want to cum on your perfect tits," he replied with a grin.
Alissa wrapped both hands around his cock and sucked it at the same time. She felt Chloe's hand close over her breast and then a pinch on her nipple and she moaned around the massive cock in her mouth. Chloe knew how much it turned Ali on to have her nipples tweaked and twisted.
"I bet you're going to give these titties such a big load, Daddy," Chloe purred, intently watching her friend suck him. "I can't wait to see Ali coated in your sticky goo!"
"Oh fuck, get ready," Max cried out. He sat forward on the couch and Alissa sat back on her haunches, stroking his cock fervently with both hands and aiming it at her tits. Max gave a cry of pleasure and his cock pulsed strongly in Alissa's grasp. A big thick rope of cum shot from his cock and audibly splattered against her flat chest. Alissa kept stroking and mischievously shifted the aim of his cock so the second spurt flew over her right shoulder and hit Chloe.
"Oh My GOD!' Chloe laughed as a spurt of her father's cum hit her arm and the side of her breast. "You kinky slut!" Alissa had quickly re-aimed the monster cock at herself and took the rest of his load down her own front.
"That was so much fun!" Alissa declared when Max had stopped cumming. "Now all I have to do is take this lovely hunk of meat in my pussy and we will have achieved a full-on Daddy Swap! You'd like that, wouldn't you Uncle Max?"
"God yes, if you're up for it," he replied, glancing at his friend for his input.
Travis just shrugged and said, "Seems fair to me."
"I like the way you think," Chloe laughed, and leaned over to kiss her friend. Alissa happily kissed her back until she suddenly realised she could taste her father's cum on her friend's lips. She pulled back quickly in shock.
"What's wrong?" Chloe asked, seeing the appalled look on her friend's face.
"You taste like my Dad's cum!" Alissa said.
"Oh, is that all?" Chloe laughed. "It's just cum! You shot my Dad's all over me!"
"Yeah, but not in your mouth. There're limits, Chlo!"
"Only if you set them," Chloe laughed.
"Well I'm going to stick to eating cum I'm not related to, thank you very much," Alissa declared. "So, Uncle Max, when is your sword going to be ready to go again? I could really use it in my pussy."
"Give me a little while," Max replied, surprised by the sudden request. "We old dudes take a bit more firing up than those young studs you're obviously used to."
"That's okay, just don't take too long. I'm going to go rinse off anyway. Care to come with?"
"I will!" Chloe jumped in.
"No, I think your Dad gets first dibs, sweetie," Alissa answered, standing up and feeling her newest lover's cum sliding down her body.
"I'll take you up on that offer, young lady," Max replied, his eyes staring at the red landing strip above her pussy.
"I'll be happy to wash you off if you like, Chloe," Travis offered.
"Sure thing!" Chloe replied. "I'll just have to get my taste of Ali later. Ooh, does that turn you on? Me and your daughter?" she went on, seeing Travis' cock starting to rise again. "It's only been new that she's let me eat her, but I fucking love it. Now let's go get that thing all nice and hard and inside me!"
Alissa watched Chloe and her father head for his bathroom and then led Max off toward his bathroom just because it was further from the one about to be occupied. Being already naked, it was no time at all before they were in his shower together, water cascading over them as they used their hands to wash and explore each other's bodies. Alissa was thrilled when Max spent a long time playing with her breasts and kissing her nips. The natural responsiveness of her nipples soon had her writhing beneath his fingertips, and he was playing them like a maestro.
"Wow, you really enjoy this, don't you?" Max asked her as his fingers pulled at the caps of her breasts and he listened to her moans.
"Fuck yes. Sometimes I think I could almost cum just from having them sucked the right way."
"Well, that sounds like something fun to test out."
"I wouldn't complain if you gave it a go," Alissa smiled up at her uncle. He twisted her nipple again and slipped a hand between her legs, cupping her sex. She ground against it, her pussy ready and willing for pleasure. She felt her uncle's fingers slip between her swollen lips. She sighed at the pleasure of the penetration.
"God, you're so deliciously tight and tiny," he moaned as he fingered her. His six foot four frame towered over her slight body and had to stoop significantly to reach between her legs.
"I think we should see if my tiny pussy can stretch around this monster cock," Alissa purred, her hand dancing over the stretched, wet skin.
"I'm game if you are," he replied.
"I am, Uncle Max. I can't wait to feel you stuff this thing in my pussy," Alissa cooed.
Max quickly shut the water off and lifted Alissa from the floor like an over-sized doll. He strode with her into the bedroom, not bothering with drying at all. He set her gently on the mattress and studied her body, his cock hardening even further as he did so.
"God, that cock looks amazing looming over me like that," Alissa commented, staring up at the growing member. "It is sort of like a sword: kind of scary, but amazing."
"Scary? It's just a cock," Max laughed.
Alissa scrambled around to kneel in front of him. She held him in her left fist and then placed her right elbow against his abdomen so her right forearm was extended in line with his cock. With her fist closed, it was only just longer than his cock and her tiny wrist was about the same girth.
"It's not just a cock, it's almost as big as my forearm! That's a little scary, Uncle Max."
"Well, when you put it like that, I can see where you're coming from, but don't worry, I'll be as gentle as you want." Alissa quickly sucked the head of his cock into her mouth.
"We're going to have to get this and my pussy really wet," she said with a gasp when she pulled her head back from him. "In fact, I think we'd better cheat a little, wait here for a sec."
She dashed from Max's room to her own where she raided Chloe's bag, remembering her friend had a tube of lubricant. She grabbed it and ran back into Max's room, the anticipation of what she was about to do setting her body tingling.
"This should help!" she said happily as she closed the door.
"Well, before you spread that stuff all over us, I want to taste you, Ali," Max informed her.
"Well I do enjoy a good tongue lashing when administered correctly," she grinned. Max pushed her back on the bed and climbed over her, leaning down to kiss her. Alissa could feel his cock tapping against her legs and almost told him not to bother with tonguing her, but he was on the move, kissing her jaw, then her collarbone, then licking at her neck. He reached her breasts and spent a good amount of time working each of her pale nipples until they ached joyously.
"Oh God, Uncle Max, you're so good," she cooed, running her hands through his cropped blonde hair. She felt his teeth capture and pull at first one nipple, then the other. She started to wonder if he was going to try and make her cum by sucking on them right then and there, but he started to continue down her body.
"I love that you have this landing strip," he said, his fingers trailing down through her close-cropped fur from top to bottom.
"If it's not there, then anyone that sees me naked always wants to know if my hair is naturally red," Alissa laughed. "I decided to make it obvious."
"Well, it's perfect," he replied, dropping his mouth down to pull at her strip of soft pubes with his teeth. Alissa propped herself up on her elbows to watch as he then kissed his way down the short strip to her pussy. He blew through pursed lips and she felt the air from his mouth caress her lips, creating a cooling effect against the moisture remaining from the shower. His tongue ran over her lips, but not between them, teasing and building Alissa's anticipation of what was to come. He alternated between using his fingers and his mouth to tease and please her with growing intensity until she was about to plead with him to eat her. Just as she was about to do exactly that, she felt his tongue slide up between her lips and penetrate her ever so slightly and she sighed in pleasure.
"You taste delightful," Max murmured before flicking his tongue back and forth across her clit.
"Chloe certainly seems to think so," Alissa replied, deciding to tease her uncle with the thought that his daughter had been there before him and done exactly what he was doing.
"And do you think so?" he asked, surprising her.
"Um, yeah, I guess I do," she giggled. "Not that I've spent much time evaluating it."
"Well, I'll be happy to carry that load for you," he said, then set to eating her with intent. Alissa dropped back down on the bed, took hold of her breasts and teased her nipples as her uncle used his oral skills to get her off.
"I'm gonna cum, Uncle Max," she panted, her hips bucking up as her pleasure started to spike. Max just kept licking, his tongue swirling around her clit relentlessly.
"Gotta warn you, I'm gonna squirt!" she squealed as he took her clit between his lips and sucked. Her squeal became a wail and her pleasure reached its crescendo. Her legs convulsed, and she felt a gush as her pussy geysered as she came. Her legs flailed about and she dropped her hands to clutch at the bedcovers. As she recovered, she lifted her head enough to see her uncle grinning at her, the lower part of his face covered in her juices.
"That is incredible!" he declared.
"It sure felt incredible," she smiled at him, chest heaving as she continued to suck oxygen back into her lungs.
"You're certainly nice and wet now," he replied, pushing two fingers into her pussy.
"Oh God, probably tighter though, rather than ready to house that massive thing."
"Oh, I have confidence in you. We'll get it in there, I'm sure." He picked up the tube of lubricant and squirted some over his fingers. He ran them over her pussy and then slid them inside, mixing the artificial lubricant with what she had produced naturally.
"Let me lube you up, Uncle Max." She took the lubricant from him and had him stand in front of her. She held him almost vertically in one hand and squirted the tube so the lube was running down over the head of his cock. She deliberately got carried away, using way more than she thought they would need. Tossing aside the tube, she ran both hands all over his cock, sliding them up and down the erect shaft together, twisting her fist about the head when either hand reached the top, then jamming it back down again in a tight grip until she reached his balls. as well. She played with him until he was ready to burst and asked her to stop, claiming her he needed to be inside her, that he didn't want to cum before he had the chance to feel her tight pussy on his cock.
Alissa was tempted to make him cum anyway, but her pussy was aching for him too much.
"Go slowly, Uncle Max," she said as she lay back on the bed and spread her legs in nervous invitation.
"I will, sweetie," he assured her. Alissa took a deep breath and held it from the moment his cock nudged up against her pussy lips. Max reached down to steady himself as he eased forward. Alissa groaned as the head forced its way within her tight pussy opening, then squeezed all the way between her inner lips. She was glad she'd been overly generous with the lube it pushed further in and spread her wide. Cautious, she reached down and placed a hand against Max's stomach to guide him as to when he could and couldn't push. Responsive to her touch, he rocked gently back and forth, and under her guidance his cock slid gradually deeper into her pussy.
"Oh my fucking God you're big, Uncle Max. I've never felt so stretched," Alissa purred in satisfaction.
"You okay?"
"God yes, keep going!"
As she adjusted to his girth she removed her hand and he slid out and further back in with each of his thrusts. Alissa moaned and mewled and gasped with pleasure as he worked each inch of his cock into her pussy. When his cock head bumped against her cervix, she gave a gasp of shock and reached out her hand to restrain him again. "Not too deep," she whispered. "Just hold right there for a bit, let me get used to you properly."
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"You're so fucking tight Ali, it's awesome," Max groaned.
"Yes, it really is," she agreed. "Okay, I'm ready. Now fuck me, Uncle Max!"
Max slid his cock out and then pushed it back inside her. He started sliding in and out with well-practised smooth strokes of his monster cock, Alissa vocalising her pleasure with every thrust.
"I can't wait to feel you explode Uncle Max, I really want to feel your hot cum inside me." She pulled her knees back with her legs wide and Max drove his cock into her again and again.
"I'm going to cum, Ali," Max groaned when he eventually neared the point of no return.
"Do it! Cum for me!" Alissa encouraged him.
Max exploded with a rush of cum inside her, Alissa squealing in pleasure at the feeling of his seed spurting deep into her pussy.
"Fuck that's so awesome!" she cried out as she twitched and rocked on his pulsating cock.
"Holy shit!" Max cried out, flinching with his orgasm. He withdrew his cock from the tight young pussy and flopped on the bed beside her. "That was truly amazing!"
"Better than last night with Rachel?" Alissa teased him.
"Way, way better," he grinned.
"I think we're going to need to wash off again, Uncle Max."
"I think you're right. I might have to shower alone though, if this is how it ends up every time I shower with you."
"I promise it won't happen every time, Uncle Max," Alissa laughed.
Alissa and Max emerged from his room after their second shower to find Chloe and Travis having a quiet drink together in the living room.
"You two took your time," Chloe teased.
"Well, you know it takes time to open up enough to take something like that," Alissa replied, pointing at Chloe's Dad's cock. "But once it's in, oh boy!"
"I can only guess," Chloe lamented. "So can I take it that we've really swapped daddies now?"
"If you mean we've each fucked each other's dad, then you are correct," Alissa laughed.
"Can you believe how blasé these two are about it?" Travis asked Max, shaking his head.
"I'm not questioning anything at this point, mate, I don't want to wake up and have the dream be over."
"I'll drink to that," Travis agreed. Max fixed drinks for Alissa and himself and they joined the other two, lounging around together in the clothing free living room.
"Poor Henry is going to lose his best customers," Alissa noted when they were finishing up the round.
"We really should go enjoy the sun at least once in a while," Travis said.
"I was kind of hoping to get you two hard again," Chloe suggested.
"How about later?" Travis offered. "I need a little time to build up the bank again."
"Oh come on, just let me suck it for a little bit," Chloe wheedled, sliding from the lounge to kneel in front of Travis.
"Talk about insatiable," Travis groaned. "I don't know if I can say no, though!" Chloe just grinned and practically swallowed his cock.
"She does look good sucking cock, doesn't she Uncle Max?" Alissa teased, running her fingers along his cock.
"Almost as good as you do," he replied.
"Only almost? Well I'd better give you a good view too then, hadn't I?" She leaned over and sucked the head of his cock between her lips.
"What's so good about the way she looks?" Chloe demanded, her competitive streak coming out.
"Only the fact that her lips are wrapped around my cock instead of someone else's," Max laughed.
"Well, do you know what's even hotter than watching Alissa suck cock?"
"What?" Max and Travis asked together.
"Watching her suck cock while I eat her pussy," Chloe said. "But since we have to go downstairs, I guess you'll just have to imagine how hot that could be."
"Oh shit," Travis moaned.
"God," Max grunted as Alissa pulled her mouth away from the knob of his dick.
"Yeah, come on, pants on, it's time for dinner anyway," Alissa said, bouncing off to her room for some clothes.
"Doesn't she have the sexiest little bum?" Chloe commented as she watched her friend leave the room. Then she followed, swaying her hips seductively as if she were on a catwalk, glancing back, chin dipping toward her shoulder as she took in the two hard cocks out the corner of her eye, wishing that she too could try stuffing the larger one in her pussy.
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They had dinner together and then all went down to the beach for a walk. They spotted Dar and his colleagues setting out on a sunset ride and Alissa found a moment to whisper quietly to her friend, "Did you ever fuck Dar?"
"Not yet," Chloe replied. "But it's definitely on the cards. I would still love to ride his black cock and can't help but wonder just how big it is.."
"Well just don't wreck things to do it," Alissa said.
"Oh, I won't; you can be sure of that!" Chloe replied quickly. She ran off to catch up with Travis, looping her arm through his. Alissa went and joined Max, following her friend's lead, enjoying the feeling of Max's arm draped over her shoulder.
The foursome returned from their walk at about the same time that the horse-back group returned from their ride. Chloe seemed to spark up and gave Travis a quick kiss.
"Just remember, anything you can think of," Alissa heard Chloe emphasise to Travis as she dashed across the sand toward the horses.
"Dare I ask what that's about?" Max asked his mate.
"Trading favours," Travis replied cryptically.
"Yeah, you're right, I probably don't want to know," Max laughed.
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Chloe couldn't believe Uncle Travis had agreed! She'd promised Alissa she wouldn't do anything to wreck things and knew that her friend had meant not stuffing up what they had all found together over the course of the previous 24 hours. But seeing Dar again had rekindled a fire in her. She'd never had sex with anyone exotic so to speak, and certainly not someone with Dar's beautiful midnight skin. It had seemed weird to go to Travis and tell him she wanted to fuck Dar, but given everything that had been revealed as they'd all talked together, she'd formed the opinion that if she was up front and honest, he might just tell her to go for it. And he had! Admittedly she'd thrown in the offer to do anything he could think of to her, but she probably would have done whatever he wanted anyway.
"Hey Dar, how are you?" she asked the young Jamaican as she slowed to walk up to him gracefully rather than run up and fall all over him.
"Why hello there, beautiful girl, I thought you'd forgotten all about little old Dar."
"Not likely! I've just been a bit busy. But I was hoping maybe we could meet up later tonight? Maybe you could take me a for a walk on the beach?"
"I could take you to a party," Dar offered, his eyes darting down over her body.
"I don't want to go too far from the resort, sorry, but you know, beach walks can be very romantic." One finger was tracing down the line of her bikini top, stretching it out until the triangle was threatening to expose her nipple. She rested her other hand on his forearm.
"Well I have been called the most romantic man in all of Jamaica," Dar grinned. "What time you want to meet up for this walk?"
"Ten?" Chloe suggested.
"I can make that work."
"I hope you can make all sorts of things work," Chloe teased him. "See you at ten!" She walked way without looking back, even though she wanted to catch him staring. She was ninety nine percent sure that if she had glanced back she would have found his eyes glued to her ass. It made her hot just thinking about it and she put a sway in her hips as she walked away.
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"All set?" Travis asked her when Chloe rejoined them.
"Yep, all set," Chloe replied, slipping back within the comfort of Travis' arm.
"You're terrible," Alissa accused her friend, realising what she must have arranged with Dar.
"No, I'm amazing," Chloe laughed.
They all made their way back to the suite where they removed their clothing and sat down to play cards. When the time clicked over to quarter to ten, Chloe excused herself and went and pulled on a short skirt, black lacy bra and a sheer blouse that showed it off.
"I'll see you all in an hour or so," she announced with a beaming smile and slipped from the room. The three that were left behind said goodbye but refrained from any discussion as to what she was up to. They started a game of thee-handed Joe instead.
~~~~~~~
"Well hello beautiful, I wasn't sure if you would show," Dar greeted Chloe as she approached across a stretch of sand that still held the dying warmth of the day.
"Well I had intended to meet up with you sooner, but the opportunity didn't present itself. I'm here now though, and ready for some Jamaican hospitality."
"Oh, I have plenty of that for you, baby," Dar grinned, his teeth flashing white, reflecting the lights from the resort behind her. Chloe stepped up and slipped her arm about Dar's waist and he held her in return, turning to walk her down toward the ocean.
"Just far enough to get out of the light," Chloe requested.
"Further is better," Dar replied, nervous about being so close to the resort and its private security.
"Safer maybe, if that's what you mean, but closer is more exciting," Chloe teased him, turning to face him, a finger running over his chest and down to his crotch where she grabbed his package.
"Well, exciting is good too," Dar laughed as Chloe's hand began massaging him, working him to an erection.
"You sure don't mess around," Dar observed as Chloe released the fastenings of his jeans. She dropped to her knees, eager to see what Dar had brought her. She pulled on the dark cock, stroking gently as she felt him growing in her hand.
She took him in her mouth and sucked, wanting to see how big he'd be at full erection.
"Mmm, you sure know your way around a cock," Dar praised her as she worked her mouth up and down, hand pumping at the base. When she had him at full erection, she pulled back long enough to admire him. He was generously proportioned, though she was a little disappointed to note he didn't quite measure up to her father. She wondered if anyone ever would. But the comparison wasn't about to stop her from enjoying what she had in hand.
She ran her tongue up and down the long hard shaft of black skin, slipped her lips over the head before licking her way back down again. She sucked his nut, then worked back up, engulfed him and sucked hard.
"Come up here and let me feel those tatas," Dar moaned, reaching down as if to lift her up. Chloe stood up and Dar slipped his hands around her, grabbing her ass before he slid his hands up and around her front to fondle her breasts. She grabbed his cock and stroked him as his hands explored her. Then, while he squeezed and played with her tits, she undid the buttons of her blouse between his hands and when she reached the bottom his hands slipped inside, thumbs caressing her bare skin while his fingers travelled over the lace of her bra. She dropped the blouse to the sand, then reached back and unsnapped the bra's clasp.
"God damn!" Dar exclaimed quietly when she dropped the bra on top of her blouse and stood topless before him. He took her tits back in his hands and lowered his head to alternately suck on each nipple. Chloe sighed and moaned as her nipples were drawn into his mouth. As she tugged on him she felt him harden even more.
"I want this gorgeous black cock in my tight white pussy, Dar," she moaned as he sucked hard on her nipple.
"Sounds like a grand plan, baby," he replied. They dropped down to the sand together and kissed. Dar's hand slid over Chloe's thigh, his hands delightfully callused and rough from his work with the horses. She parted her legs and he accepted the invitation, his hand travelling inward to her pussy. She felt his fingers probe and explore her, then slide inside. She purred appreciatively and kissed him harder, then pushed him onto his back. She stepped over and straddled him then squatted, guiding his cock into her pussy. She sat back, sliding easily down his shaft, rocking forward and back as he reached up for her tits.
He felt big, his cock stretching her pussy wide, and when she felt him bottom out inside her, there was still enough cock for her to wrap her thumb and finger around it. God, how big must my Dad feel? she wondered to herself. For a brief moment she thought about how weird she must be to think of her father's cock while she was fucking Dar, but she let all her thoughts go and lost herself in the moment.
"You really know what you want and go after it, don't you?" Dar asked admiringly.
"You'd better believe it," Chloe moaned, starting to bounce up and down and really enjoy herself. Dar's rough hands moved from her tits to her hips and back again. Every now and then he'd curl himself up off his back to suck her nipples.
Chloe leaned over to where she'd discarded her clothes and grabbed her phone.
"You don't mind if I make some mementoes, do you?" Chloe asked Dar.
"Be my guest," he grinned. Chloe switched the camera so she could take a selfie, grinning as she carefully adjusted the angle of the phone to capture her face, her tits and the big black dick in her pussy.
Once she had the shot, she slipped off his cock. "Wanna do me from behind, Dar?".
"Definitely," he replied. She got on her hands and knees and Dar knelt behind her. He slid his cock back into her pussy and thrust deep. Chloe slid her hands forward until her tits were grazing the sand, then lifted herself just enough so her nipples weren't rubbing in the sand as she pushed back against the luscious deep strokes of his cock.
"Take a picture for me Dar," she groaned after a while. "I want a picture of your big black cock stuck deep in my pussy. Make sure you get one of them with just the tip in so I can remember how big that lovely thing is, too." Dar took the phone from her and she gasped in pleasure as he thrust deep and pulled almost out. The flash lit the night several times.
"Where do you want me to cum, baby?" he grunted as his breathing quickened and he obviously neared orgasm.
"Cum all over my tits Dar, spray me!" Dar pumped his cock into her hard and fast until he was ready to explode, then pulled out. Chloe spun around in the sand while Dar stood up quickly, his hand pumping his cock. Chloe lifted her large tits with her hands, putting them on display and giving him a sizeable target. He exploded with a grunt and shot ropes of hot white cum all over her breasts. Chloe then grabbed hold of his cock and sucked it, drawing the last of his cum from him and swallowing it. Then she grabbed her phone and snapped a selfie with his copious cum dripping down over her tits. She felt it sliding off both tits and dripping onto her thighs.
"If only all the hot white tourist girls were like you," Dar grinned.
"Oh, I'm sure you get plenty of action," Chloe laughed, standing up and heading for the water.
"Wait, where you going?" Dar asked.
"I need to wash off; aren't you coming with me?" Dar didn't answer but followed her down to the water. Chloe suppressed a squeal when she felt the cool water on her feet, but she knew she needed to wash the cum from her body before returning to the resort. She waded into the water naked until it was up to her mid-thigh, then quickly sat down, rolling back into the water until she was submerged. She sat back up, hands slicking back her wet blonde hair. Dar joined her, reclining in the water briefly before standing up again. He was poised between Chloe and the lights of the resort and he cut a lovely silhouette with his cock hanging in front of him, the tip barely above the water line. The light glistened off his muscular chest and Chloe felt her desire stirring again.
She knelt in the water and moved in close, opening her mouth in invitation. Dar grinned and stepped close enough for Chloe to take his cock back into her mouth. She sucked him hungrily, head bobbing back and forth as he grew in her mouth, stretching her lips ever wider, the bigger he got.
She hadn't planned on a second round because she'd promised Travis he wouldn't be alone for the night, but the sight of Dar's big black cock changed her mind. He recovered quickly, and Chloe stood to kiss him again, crushing her breasts against his chest.
Dar reached down and slipped his hands beneath her bottom and lifted her out of the water. With a bit of manoeuvring, he lowered her down and she was impaled on his cock again, but otherwise suspended in the air. He bounced her up and down on his cock for a while until the position became too tiring to maintain, sthen dropped her back down until her feet touched the sand beneath the waves. She turned away from him and ground her butt against him.
"I don't think this works in the water," he murmured in her ear."
"Maybe we should go back up to the beach then," Chloe moaned. "But like just where the waves are flowing up the shore, like in that old movie."
"I mustn't have seen that one, but I'm willing to try," Dar replied.
They waded out of the water together and dropped to the wet sand where the incoming waves were advancing and receding. Chloe lay on her back and spread her legs and Dar slipped in between them. Chloe gave a cry of joy as he shoved his cock back in her pussy and fucked her.
When he was ready, he pulled out of her pussy and stroked himself to orgasm, exploding over her body again.
"So will I see you again?" Dar asked a little later as Chloe was pulling her clothes back on.
"I can't promise anything, Dar. We're only here for a couple more days, so we'll have to take it as it comes. I'll find you on the beach if it's going to happen."
Chloe was thankful that Dar accepted her answer, figuring he was probably used to the occasional romp with a tourist that didn't go any further. She happily made her way back up to the resort, a spring in her step, as she thought about getting even more sex before she went to sleep. It was going to be a good night!
It was only as she approached the suite that she wondered what Travis might choose for the anything he liked she had committed to. She didn't think it was likely to be too outrageous, but a small part of her mind did worry a little.
When she entered the suite she found Alissa, Travis and her Dad playing another game of Monopoly. She was pleased to see that they were all still naked.
"Hey, how is everyone? Does anyone need a drink?" She asked as she passed through to her bedroom, already beginning to strip out of her clothes.
"Beer for me, thanks Honey," her father called out.
"Make that two," Travis called.
"And a vodka raspberry!" Alissa added.
The local undress code satisfied, Chloe strolled back through the living room to the kitchen and sorted drinks for everyone before sitting down to watch the end of the game. Travis was winning again, while her dad was obviously hanging on by the skin of his teeth.
"Did you have fun?" Alissa asked her.
"Uh huh," Chloe replied absently, not really wanting to give anything away.
"Was it all you hoped it would be?" her friend asked. Chloe gave her a look that she hoped said, "I'll tell you later but stop asking questions in front of our Dads!" but Alissa just laughed at her.
"Well, was it?" her father asked.
"Close enough, but I'd rather not talk about it," Chloe said with a sigh.
"Mustn't have been as big as she hoped," Alissa said to Max.
"Ali! It was plenty big enough, thank you very much," Chloe declared indignantly.
"If you say so," Alissa teased, grasping Max's flaccid dick and waving it, a little too obviously, at Chloe.
"You people are horrible!" Chloe stood up and went and turned the television on.
"Hey, I didn't say anything," Travis protested at being lumped in with the other two.
"Well that's true," Chloe agreed. She stood back up, went to the table where they were playing the game and leaned down and French-kissed him, her hand dropping to his crotch to fondle him. She was happy to feel him stiffen in response.