“Why not? If she wants it. Your daughter, your sister and your niece. A nice triple whammy to look forward to, eh?”
“And what are my son and my nephew going to be doing? John gets at least one crack at you, o sexy one, but what about Greg?”
“He can have me, too, if he wants.” Molly grinned. “It would be nice to take them both on at once.”
Jack laughed. “Okay. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to satisfy sexually the males in the party,” he intoned in his best ‘Mission Impossible’ voice.
Molly grinned. “Do my best.”
“Your best would probably kill the boys. Settle for ‘fantastic’.”
Molly began to move again. “All this talk of sex is making me feel even more horny, so let’s see if we can’t have ourselves a whammy of our own.”
Jack grinned. “Amen to that.”
A few minutes later Cara, listening through the partly opened door of her parents’ bedroom, her shorts and panties around her ankles, two fingers buried in her soaking pussy, the fingers of her other hand teasing her clitoris, heard her mother give the short, tight, quavering moans that she knew meant her mom was coming hard, followed very soon by the grunts of her father as he climaxed deep in Molly’s pussy. The sounds pushed Cara over the edge and she shuddered to her own climax in the hallway.
Breakfast next morning was the good-natured bedlam that the Credy household usually endured on a Saturday, made more so by the fact that it was John’s birthday. The usual small gifts were there, but John was unnaturally quiet when he’d unwrapped the box labelled ‘from Mom, Dad and Cara’ to reveal a Canon EOS digital SLR body.
“We thought you might like that,” Jack said. “It means you can use your existing lenses and now you have the choice of conventional or digital images.”
“I don’t know what to say,” John said. “Thank you all.”
“I’ll give you a bonus, little brother,” Cara said with a grin.
“What?”
“When we get to the island, find a nice place and you can shoot me nude.”
“Deal?” John said, sticking out his hand.
“Deal,” Cara said, taking his hand and shaking it.
“Hey, good idea, Cara, honey. You can shoot me nude, too, if you’d like, son,” said Molly. “I’ll see if I can persuade your Aunt Jill and Sarah, too.”
“That would be fantastic,” John said, weakly.
“Sarah will, I’m pretty sure,” Cara said. “Come on, people, let’s get this lot cleared up and then we can go!”
Getting a family of four moving isn’t always a simple task, but everyone was eager for this particular holiday trip and they were soon on the road. Four hours driving got them to the port and their baggage on board the cruiser which would take them to the island. Jill and the twins were already on board when they arrived so as soon as everything was stowed they were off. It was a two-hour trip to the island, but the weather was calm, warm – hot, rather – and by six that evening they had had the layout and necessary controls explained and were left to their own devices.
“Okay, everyone, listen up,” Jack said. “Room allocations. Molly and I will take the first double. Jill, you take the other. Greg and John, take the nearest twin, you girls the other. Everyone okay with that?” Jack laughed. “I say ‘twin’ but I know how big those beds are!”
“It’ll do for starters, Dad,” Cara said with a meaningful glance at Sarah, for the two girls had had their heads together since they met up on the boat. Sarah giggled.
“Right, dump your gear and then come back down and we’ll get supper. The island is private, we’re the only ones here and I know the girls want to get all-over tans, so clothing is optional. Besides which, it’s National Nude Day this week. Any questions?”
“National Nude Day?” said Jill. “Whatever next?”
“What’s for supper?” John said.
Jill laughed. “Not quite the answer I expected.”
“Dump your gear and come and find out,” Molly said tartly to her son, picking up her own bag.
When the group reassembled some ten minutes later, Cara and Sarah were both totally nude, and blushing slightly from the attention of each other’s brother, Jack was wearing loose shorts, as was Molly, her breasts uncovered and the cause of furtive – and not so furtive – looks from the boys. Jill came down wearing shorts and a bikini top, but after sitting quietly for a while, reached behind and unhooked her bikini top, casting it aside, Greg and John taking quick appraising looks while trying not to stare. Greg and John wore shorts, but after a whispered conversation with the girls, took them off, each revealing a semi-erect prick and a flush which threatened to cover their whole bodies.
“How did you manage to get them naked?” Molly asked Cara.
“We told them ‘no sex unless you strip’,” Cara said, grinning at her mother.
“Ah. Sex. John’s mine first, sweetie.”
“I know, Mom, that’s okay, I can wait. Daddy had better watch out, though.”
“You’ll have to wait there, too, I’m afraid. Your Aunt Jill let me persuade her that it would be a good idea to fuck her brother and scratch the ‘no sex for two years’ itch she’s been pretending she didn’t have.”
Cara laughed and shrugged, a pretty pout on her face. “I guess Greg just got lucky. Me and Sarah.”
Molly laughed. “Lucky Greg, indeed. Don’t kill him, honey, we might need him later.”
Supper was an animated occasion as the seven of them sat down to a chicken salad, chosen because of its simplicity in preparation, accompanied by a jug of white-wine spritzers. Jack enjoyed having four pairs of female breasts on show for his admiration and found it hard to keep his eyes off his sister, for he hadn’t seen Jill’s breasts uncovered since she was a teenager. They didn’t seem to be any less attractive now, almost twenty-five years later. Her daughter, Sarah, was slightly better endowed than her mother and Jack pondered briefly on the possibility of getting both mother and daughter in bed with him at the same time. Perhaps…
John and Greg seemed equally fascinated by the display and Jack noticed that each of the boys seemed to be paying more attention to his mother than any of the other women. The fascination of forbidden fruit, Jack wondered. Probably. He laughed wryly to himself. He was spending more time looking at his sister, her daughter and his own daughter than his own wife. He caught Molly’s eye and she smiled, giving him a quick wink when no one was looking.