My sister’s constant adjustments of her bikini were keeping me on a low simmer but she knew that and was doing it on purpose. She liked it when I was so horny I yanked her bottoms off and threw her on the bed the minute we got in the hotel room.
I looked over at my cousin in the passenger seat and moaned as she showed me she was wearing thigh-highs under her dress.
She chuckled and winked at me when I looked at her. “So…have I got panties on or not, do you think? Hmm?”
When we got to the hotel where grandpa was having his 90th birthday party, I excused myself and went to get a hotel room. Only I didn’t get a normal one.
Hours later, after the party had wound down and I’d escorted her upstairs to the honeymoon suite, she showed me that yes, she was wearing panties, but they were very skimpy lace thong panties that matched her stockings.
A little while later, we were both naked except for those stockings which still adorned the sexy legs that were wrapped around my waist as I drove in and out of her pussy.
When she sensed I was close to finishing, she whispered in my ear, “Honeymoon suite - does that mean I’m your wife now? If so, cum in me and knock me up.”
With a roar, I spurted what felt like gallons of cum in her pussy as she giggled at her successful gambit.
Several months later, after she had started showing and our parents put two and two together, my Mom found a picture of the two of us at the party where apparently we’d been making eyes at each other. “You two shagged that night, didn’t you?”
We both shrugged. She said, “Yup. He booked the Honeymoon suite for 3 days. What else could I do but let him shag me rotten the whole time like a newlywed wife?”
“Yeah,” I added, “We only opened the door for room service. Didn’t even leave the whole time.”
As I admired the bikini on my daughter’s hot body, her smile got as wide as mine and I knew she was thinking the same thing I was.
About how as soon as we got back to the hotel, that bikini was going to be on our room floor and her on her back in the bed ready for me to fuck her after she teased me with her body all day.
Hanging out in the hotel, knowing that in about five minutes Daddy will come back from his meetings then we’ll have a nice quickie, get ready to go out to dinner, come back and fuck all night long.
I love going with Daddy on his business trips. And when we get home, Mom just smirks when he goes off to bed then takes me to my bed and licks my sore, well-fucked pussy.
When my son and daughter were about to graduate from college, my wife and I decided to take them on a nice vacation anywhere they wanted as a sort of present. So they decided they wanted to go to Europe.
Alright, sounds fun. My wife and I had wanted to go to Europe for awhile ourselves so that worked out all around.
I had a LOT of vacation time saved up and for some reason or other they weren’t starting their new jobs for a month and a half after graduation in my son’s case and two months after in my daughter’s case. So we planned to be gone for a month. You can see a LOT of things in Europe in one month so we decided to make a list of all the things we wanted to see, etc.
Since my wife and I decided to make this sort of a second honeymoon as well, we decided that we would have our own room. So, depending on the location and the cost, we would either have a suite or the kids would be in an adjoining room.
Finally the kids graduated and a few days later we were in Europe. We had a blast. We decided to spend a week each in four countries/regions. So England was first. Then France. Then we planned to go to Germany/Switzerland and then Italy.
After a day or so of jetlag, my wife and I were at each other every night and in the morning at breakfast, the kids were teasing us. I didn’t really notice until beforehand but since the kids were on their own after dinner and went out clubbing together, they were getting closer. I’m not sure why now and not while they were at college but maybe because at college they had their own friends. Whatever.
One night in Paris, my wife and I decided to go out on a romantic dinner, just the two of us. The kids looked at each other and giggled. Then my son got all mock-serious and said, “Well, since the folks are going out to dinner, it’s just the two of us. Shall we have our own nice dinner?”
And my daughter played along (I thought) and got serious herself. “It’s a date,” she said.
So we went our separate ways. After our dinner, we walked around the city for awhile, ducking into alcoves to make out and generally being all over each other. When we’d had enough, we ran back to the hotel and since the kids had mentioned going clubbing again after dinner, we didn’t think anything of it when they weren’t at the hotel. So we took advantage of the chance to talk dirty with each other and generally be really loud the way we kind of felt we couldn’t with the thin hotel walls.
I had just come deep inside my wife for, I guess, the third time that night and was lying on top of her when we heard the kids come in their room. They were being pretty loud and giggly and I just rolled my eyes and figured they were a little bit drunk. I looked at the clock by the side of the bed and rolled my eyes again. It was about 3 in the morning - 3 hours later than they had been accustomed to staying out.
Then we started hearing noises we certainly didn’t expect and my wife and I stared wide-eyed at each other as one of the headboards on the other side of the wall started banging against the wall.
“Are they fucking?!?!” I whisper-shouted to her.
“I think so.” she said. But she didn’t sound outraged.
“Don’t tell me you think it’s okay!”
She shrugged. “They’re twenty-two. They’re in Paris. They went out on a nice dinner date together and went clubbing together. They don’t really know anyone else here and don’t speak French so I’m pretty sure they danced with each other. And they’re definitely drunk. Plus I don’t know if you realize this but they’ve been flirting with each other since about the fourth night in London. All in all, I’m not terribly surprised.”
Then she grinned. “In fact, this is pretty inspiring. Please tell me you have another load for me.”
Well - she wasn’t wrong. Thinking about my sexy daughter being fucked by my son had gotten me halfway back hard and the suggestive tone in my wife’s voice got me all the way there. I jammed it in her pussy and fucked her as hard as my son was going at my daughter - kind of easy to tell given how fast the headboard was banging. In fact, I didn’t take any care to not bang our headboard against the wall myself and pretty soon there was a good rhythm going against the wall on both sides.
Then we heard from the other side, “Oh God, yeah! Fuck me! I’ve wanted you to fuck me since we were in high school and never had the guts to say anything!”
Well, that inspired my wife to get pretty vocal herself and she started yelling at me to fuck her as well.
Inevitably all of us reached the logical conclusion and came with our respective partners. I didn’t know if they kept going or not but my wife and I fell asleep - we weren’t that young anymore and it had been awhile since I had gone four times in close succession.
The next morning at breakfast, my son was pretty embarrassed once he realized we had heard them. However, my wife and daughter were pretty giggly with each other and later on in the day I saw them talking privately with many giggles and then they went shopping. I shrugged and took my son golfing knowing the women would be gone awhile.
When the two of us got back to the hotel, my wife was in our room dressed in a fairly sexy outfit that showed off her still-trim legs and body and I raised my eyebrows and grinned lecherously at her. “Time for some afternoon delight before dinner?” I asked as I approached her.
She chuckled and said, “Just maybe. But first you have to go take a shower.”
I nodded - it had been pretty warm and humid that afternoon so I was kinda ripe. I went into the shower and did a quick but thorough job of cleaning up. I got out of the shower and dried myself with a towel before putting on one of the hotel robes. I sauntered out of the bathroom expecting to see my wife ready and waiting for me.
Well, I had the “ready and waiting” part right, but I was wrong about who it was. My daughter was lounging on the bed wearing an outfit nearly identical to what my wife had been wearing. The only real difference was the color and the fact hers was just a little bit skimpier than my wife’s.
I also saw that the connecting door to the kids’ room was open and I raised my eyebrows - guess I knew where my wife was! At that moment I heard my son yell, “Wow, Mom!”
I exchanged a grin with my daughter and said, “So I guess we’re switching up tonight?”
She nodded eagerly and said, “Come get me, Daddy.”
I shucked my robe and stood there proudly as my baby girl licked her lips in appreciation then I went up to her and undressed her and proceeded to fuck her brains out. And, if the headboard banging against the wall on the othe side in rhythm to our fucking was any indication, my son was doing the same to my wife.
To make a very long story short, we continued our trip but every afternoon just before dinner, my son and I were informed as to who our partner for the night was. And every night, our headboards banged against the wall in rhythm.
When we got back home from our vacation, there was a very frank discussion between the four of us which ended in the kids moving back in with us and continuing our new lifestyle. Now if you’ll excuse me, I believe I hear my daughter calling me for our nighttime fun.
This screenshot is taken early in the video. She brought my video camera and he set it up on the table. This shot is before the other friend arrives. She wore nylons because he asked her to wear them. I would rather have seen her bare feet, but I can’t be too picky.
I’m about to live out one of my biggest fantasies. I’m about to go on my first trip back to my old college town where I’ll have my own hotel room and I fully intend on letting as many men use me as I can find. I’ve always wanted to have hotel sex after watching Britney Spears perform breathe on me during the onyx hotel tour. I though the male dancer was so hot, he’s where I developed my fetish for boots and underwear. I always imagined I was Britney spinning around in her cute lingerie about to get fucked by a complete stud. I already hit up a couple daddies and they want to tag team my pretty ass. I can’t wait
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