Beach Vacation Pt 02

Beach Vacation - Part 2

I awoke late Friday morning, the end of our first week on vacation at the beach in Florida, to bright sunshine and a roaring ocean surf. The seagulls were loud this morning and sounded like they were right outside my window. I closed my eyes and shook my head, wondering if last night with Emmanuelle was real or a dream.

My cock certainly was deflated enough to tell me it was real. She was gifted at sucking cock, that's for sure.

I got out of bed and slipped on some shorts, forgoing a t-shirt. I grabbed my towel and opened my door to head down to the bathroom. The house was quiet but I noticed that Emmanuelle's and Josie's bedroom door was slightly open. I walked to the top of the stairs and looked down. My father was sitting on the couch reading a book, but nobody else was around and the house was quiet except for the fan of the air conditioner and the whirling ceiling fan.

I moved back down the hall, trying to be extra quiet, and peered inside the barely-open door. I saw a pair of long, bare legs on the bed, slightly bent and slightly spread. I couldn't tell who it was, but it appeared that the woman wasn't just lying there in her panties and t-shirt. She ran her left hand over the outside of her thigh, lightly scratching it and teasing the leg band of her panties. Her panties were a frilly turquoise and she wore a white tank top above them.

Her fingers lazily traced along the edges of her panties, sometimes going beneath and pulling at them, as if she was deciding whether to take them off or not. Then she grabbed the hem of her tank top and pulled it up, sitting up to pull it over her head. It was then that, surprise, I saw it was Josie and not Emmanuelle.

Josie had ear-buds in her ears and was holding her phone in her right hand, watching a video. She was naked underneath her top and her breasts were large, beautifully creamy, the tan line triangle highlighting them. I'd never noticed how perfect her breasts were. Her nipples were small but pointed and she ran her left hand over them teasingly, casually circling them and lightly pinching them, almost as if she were bored.

She adjusted the pillows behind her and lay back again, hiding her face from my view. But I could still see her from the chest downwards. As she lay there, she continued running her hand over her body, stroking herself with a lover's touch. Her hand stroked her inner thighs as she spread her legs, and I could tell that whatever she was watching on her phone, it was exciting her.

I glanced back down the hall and saw that it was still empty and still quiet. I don't know where my mom or Emmanuelle were, but they weren't close by. I knew I shouldn't be watching my own sister like this, but I couldn't help it. It was too erotic to stop. I peered back into the room just as her hand slid between her legs. I couldn't tell if her hand was over her panties or inside them, but she moved her hips indicating she was definitely masturbating.

I couldn't hear anything over the noise of the surf and seagulls, but I could imagine she was moaning softly. My cock felt so hard as it pulsed in my shorts. As I adjusted it, my hand stayed, slightly stroking myself as I continued watching her. It didn't take her long to lift her hips and push her panties down and off her legs. Her hand then went straight between her thighs and I could easily tell she was masturbating now.

Her body was undulating, her hips rising and falling, and her hand was moving quickly around her clit. She lifted her fingers to her lips and licked them, adding a little lubricant, before sliding down again and plunging between her lips and into her pussy. She was certainly enjoying herself now and I could hear little moans over the beach sounds through her open window.

"See something interesting?" Emmanuelle's breathy whisper from behind me startled me. I jumped, stunned to have been caught. I guess I was just so wrapped up in what I was seeing that I didn't hear her come down the hall. I put my finger to my lips to suggest that she be quiet. She was trying to peer in the room behind me and ended up pushing me away a little so she could see.

As she looked in the crack, I felt her hand grab mine, pulling me closer. She lowered herself to the floor and turned her face towards me, smiling, inviting me to watch at the same time. As I looked in, Josie was repositioning herself, and was coating a vibrator with some kind of lubricant from a squirt bottle. She must have moved to get it while I wasn't looking.

Once it was coated, she moved it to her pussy, rubbing it up and down over her clit. I could hear the slight buzzing of the toy. As Emmanuelle and I watched, I felt Emmanuelle's hand touch my knee and then move higher. She moved quickly up my leg and started stroking my hardened cock inside. I wanted to stop her, I did not want to do this while watching my sister, but I couldn't stop her if I tried.

Josie pushed the vibrator deep inside herself and then began fucking herself with it. She moved it slowly at first, and then built up speed, fucking herself with abandon, alternating sliding it in and out of her pussy fast and shallow and then going slow and deep. The muscles of her legs tensed and relaxed again and again and I knew she was going to cum.

Emmanuelle turned away from the door and faced me, quickly unfastening my shorts and taking charge. I tried to grab her hands to tell her no, but she refused to stop. Smiling up at me, deviously, she pushed my shorts and boxers down and immediately shoved my cock deep inside her mouth. It was the most erotic feeling I'd ever had. I didn't want to be hard. I didn't want to be excited by what Josie was doing. But I couldn't stop my own body.

Emmanuelle moved her lips up and down my shaft at a rapid pace, trying to get me off as quickly as possible. She wasn't playing around. Either she was very sexually excited by being a voyeur or she just wanted to finish me before Josie finished. Regardless of her motive, I was definitely going to cum soon.

I put my hand on the door-frame, trying to hold myself upright as I continued to watch Josie. Her hips moved more erratically now and her hand moved the vibrator quickly in and out of her wet pussy. I could hear her moans louder now, her gasping breaths as she raged towards her orgasm with pounding strokes of the pink sex toy.

Emmanuelle's hands wrapped around my waist and grabbed my ass, ensuring that I wasn't going anywhere except deeper into her mouth. Her tongue and lips slivered up and down my shaft and around and around the head, driving me insane. I put both hands on the wall now, worried that I was going to fall down.

Josie's hips were rising and falling and I could see a sheen of sweat on her skin. Her body tightened, violently twisting back and forth a few times, her legs tensing and shaking roughly. She dropped the phone and one hand slid over her clit, ravaging it, as the other slid the vibrator in and out of her pussy. She came hard, grunting her orgasm. Then everything slowed down. She was sliding the vibrator more slowly now, in and out, and it was shiny with her juices. She lay there on the bed, her fingers sliding over her clit idly as she fought to regain her composure.

I couldn't believe it. I'd just watched my own sister bring herself to orgasm! It wasn't like a porno... it was real. It happened not more than 10 feet in front of me. My mind reeled as the bubble of pleasure within me finally burst and I came. I could barely hear Emmanuelle rapidly swallowing my jizz as I felt each ejaculation fill her mouth. Her hands clutched my ass tightly, keeping me deep in her mouth.

When I finished cumming, my body was shaking, and I watched Josie slide her legs over the side of the bed and begin getting dressed. I took a deep breath and felt Emmanuelle slide off my cock. When I looked down, she was smiling up at me, licking her lips and playing with a mouthful of cum before swallowing it. She loved that I became so turned on and loved that she helped me cum.

I pulled up my pants as Emmanuelle stood. She kissed me on the lips, erotically sliding her tongue deep into my mouth for a moment, and then slipped away back down the hall towards the staircase. I moved back to the bathroom and silently closed the door. I leaned against the door, trying my best not to think about what had just happened.

But it had. And I wanted more.

I could hear Josie coming out of her room, greeting Emmanuelle who had "appeared" at the top of the stairs. It sounded like Josie then went down the stairs and the hall went silent. I heard a little knock on the door and Emmanuelle, giggling, whispering a quick thanks for the dessert. Then she disappeared into their shared room.

I immediately took my shower, ending with a lot, and I mean a lot of cold water. I needed to calm myself down. My body was on fire and tingling. My cock seemed to be a raging hardon all the time now. Just washing myself nearly sent me over the edge.

Afterwards, I dressed in my swimsuit and a t-shirt and went downstairs for some lunch. My mom and dad were in the kitchen, putting away groceries that my mom and Emmanuelle had obviously purchased.

"Hi mom," I said, pulling up a stool to the breakfast bar. "Anything for lunch?"

Mom grabbed the loaf of bread and a plastic container of sandwich meat and brought them over. "Sandwiches," she said. "And chips if you'd like. I was thinking we'd grill some steaks for dinner."

I made a sandwich and started eating. When mom and dad finished putting away the groceries, they disappeared back to their room to change, leaving me alone. I walked out the back door and down to the beach, where Emmanuelle's and Josie's towels were, but they weren't themselves there. They weren't in the water either. I had no idea where they were and glanced up and down the beach but didn't see them.

I set my towel down and lay back, looking over the waves. The sun was high and hot. The sky was an incredible shade of blue and I watched seagulls and pelicans flying about, running on the sand and diving in the water for fish. I tried to empty my mind of what had been happening the past week. I knew I had another week here and knew I had helped create a monster in Emmanuelle.

She was addicted to sex... addicted to my cock... and we hadn't even fucked yet. I felt myself getting harder again just thinking about her and about how she looked with her lips wrapped around my cock, her dreamy eyes gazing up at me. I looked around to make sure no one was near and let my hand stray over my cock. My bathing suit was so thin and my cock felt so sensitive underneath. It jumped every time my fingertip scraped over the sweet spot just below the head.

God, I was driving myself crazy!

Ten minutes after I got there, my mom and dad joined me, setting up beach chairs with little umbrellas on them. They both had brought out books to read. Then, several minutes after they arrived, I saw Josie and Emmanuelle a little ways up the beach, walking towards us. My skin was hot and I needed the cool water on me, so I grabbed a frisbee that we kept nearby and walked towards the waters edge.

I held up the frisbee to show the girls and indicate that I wanted to play catch. Josie held out her hands and I threw the disk at them. The wind tossed it a little wide, up into the sand, and the two raced each other to get it, tackling each other and wrestling in the sand a little. When they got up, they had to adjust their suits which had become too loose for public exposure. They started dusting the sand off themselves as they walked to the water.

I followed them in, moving up to my chest and loving the way the water felt over my skin. The surf was a little lighter today, but I could still feel the strong push and pull of the water moving me. I dove underneath as a wave washed over me and when I surfaced, the girls were a little closer to me. They were adjusting their suits, rinsing the sand out of them, and giggling.

As I got closer, Josie told me to stay back.

"What?" I said, wondering what I did wrong.

"We took off our bottoms to rinse the sand out, you dork," Emmanuelle said, smiling deviously. It seemed like that's how she always smiled at me now.

Josie play punched her in the arm. "Don't tell him that!"

"Why not? Maybe he wants to think about us being naked," Emmanuelle laughed, sticking her tongue out at Josie.

"Ewwww..." Josie whined. "I don't want my brother thinking about my pussy, ok?"

"Maybe I do." Emmanuelle moved behind her, hugging her.

"Don't make me loose this," Josie said, slightly lifting her suit bottoms out of the water.

"Maybe I like thinking about your pussy, too," Emmanuelle teased her, flicking her tongue over her ear.

Josie shrugged her off and moved away. "That's ewww, too!" she laughed, smiling as if the idea wasn't as disgusting to her as she made it sound.

Emmanuelle drifted closer to me. "So? What about you? You like thinking about our pussies?"

I felt my cock pulse beneath the water. "Hey, what can I say? You show me yours and I'll show you mine," I teased, smiling.

Emmanuelle lifted her bikini bottoms slightly out of the water to show me they were off, while Josie just watched as if stunned.

I fumbled with my bathing suit and pulled it down and off my legs, lifting it just above the water to show them. I knew my mom and dad could see us and didn't want them to know what was going on. While the girls watched, I slowly lowered myself into the water, an inch at a time, until I was completely submerged. Then I swam towards them, my hands outstretched to find them. I felt contact with a body, grabbed onto it and moved closer to it before I came up out of the water.

"Oh, my," Emmanuelle said, startled. "Don't drop anything you'll regret," she laughed.

She was right. If either of us dropped our bathing suits we'd either spend a lot of time in the water waiting for nightfall or someone would have to grab a towel from the beach and try to explain what happened to my parents.

I felt her hand slide down my abdomen until her fingers wrapped around my shaft. "Yep... just as I suspected," she said to Josie. "He likes thinking about our pussies."

"Oh my God!" Josie said, smiling, but completely surprised. "Get a room!"

Emmanuelle turned around facing Josie and pushed her bare ass against my cock. It slid between her thighs and I felt her hand press it against her clit. The rocking of the ocean was enough to slide me over it.

"Why? Didn't you ever hear about cumming on in because the water is fine?" Emmanuelle reached out and grabbed onto Josie;s shoulders, her suit bottoms hanging from one hand, now laying against Josie's arm. She pulled my sister closer to her until they were face to face, almost nose to nose. "Stay right there for a minute," she winked, smiling. "This feels too good."

She lifted her legs off the sea floor, only held up in the water by her one hand on Josie and the other pushing my cock against her clit. I grabbed her hips and held her pussy in place, letting the rocking of the ocean slide me against her more and more. I couldn't see Emmanuelle's face, but Josie's had changed from a look of shocked surprise to one of wonder. She was thinking about what my cock felt like against Emmanuelle's pussy as she watched her best friend's excitement.

She looked even more shocked when my cock slid inside Emmanuelle. I could hear Emmanuelle grunt with desire and pleasure as she brought both hands up to Josie's shoulders. "Oh... my... God..." she said huskily. The movement of the water now drove me in and out of her pussy, plunging me in one second and pulling me out, almost completely, the next. I barely had to do a thing except hang on to her hips.

Emmanuelle was grunting softly with every plunge of my cock while Josie watched her, right in front of her face.

"Oh, you guys..." Josie said, suddenly pulling away, shaking her head, and making Emmanuelle fall into the water, and making me drop her. "I'm not falling for that." She finished sliding her suit on and adjusting it before she turned and walked out of the water. Emmanuelle broke the surface, sputtering, and wiping the water from her eyes.

"What in hell," she said, looking around to find Josie.

I laughed. "She thought we were playing a joke on her."

"Damn! I guess the jokes on me," Emmanuelle said, putting her bathing suit back on. "I was so damn close, too." We laughed a second, but I could tell she wasn't kidding. She was really close.

I slid down into the water until only my head was visible and slid up beside her. My hand grabbed her breast and squeezed it before sliding down her abdomen. She lowered herself as well and we simply bobbed as each wave made us rise and fall. I felt the edge of her suit and let my fingers trace around to the leg and then down between her thighs. I felt one of her hands grab the back of my neck, the other grabbing my attacking arm.

I pried my fingers underneath the thin material, pushing it aside. Her pussy felt so open and inviting, so engorged and ready for me. One finger slid in easily and I pushed it as far as it would go. Emmanuelle shuddered and groaned, holding onto me tightly.

"Not as good as my cock, but I'll make it so worth it," I said softly, curling my finger and moving it inside her.

"Oh god," she whispered harshly.

I pushed two fingers inside her and twirled them both before sliding up against her G-spot. Her hips were writhing against me, making me finger her faster and faster. I tried to slap my palm against her clit, but the water limited the speed I could move.

"Fuck me!" she commanded again and again, writhing on my hand, making my fingers slide so deep inside her. The hand on my arm slid down and grabbed at my wrist as she ground her hips into my fingers. Her body was shaking excitedly, almost out of control. She was gasping for breath as her fingers grabbed my neck hard, almost gouging me with her fingernails. She was almost there!

Without warning, her hand grabbed my wrist hard, trying to hold it still as her pussy contracted hard on my fingers. She gave a long, slow groan of pleasure as she lay as still as she could, occasional tremors driving through her as my fingers curled up against her G-spot again and again.

"Fuck!" she said softer, pulling my fingers from inside her and readjusting her bathing suit. "I need you inside me again."

I smiled back at her. "I can't wait!" My cock was throbbing, knowing that I'd just made her cum very, very hard.

Her fingers slid against my shaft and I jumped.

"What a lovely monster," she whispered, wrapping her fingers around it and stroking it lightly. "I love teasing it hard."

I slid my foot into my trunks and pulled them up before we started walking back to the towels to lay in the sun and to dry off.

Diner came and went and the night wore on. I half expected Emmanuelle to come into my room at 2:00am, but she didn't. She must have been as tired as the rest of us. I woke up Saturday morning, alone, and once again... horny.

Saturday was a long day. We went into town to a local art museum and had lunch and dinner there. We didn't get to spend much time on the beach, nor much time alone. By the time we got back, it had started raining and we stayed inside. And, once again, we were all so tired from walking all day long, we went to bed early and Emmanuelle didn't come into my room.

Sunday was officially the start of our second week of vacation and it started with all of us going into town for breakfast. We slipped into a local restaurant and feasted! Based on how much we all ate, I could tell it had been an active week! After breakfast, we came back to the house and changed for the beach.

Rain had moved in again for a couple hours in the early afternoon, but quickly disappeared, leaving a blue sky spotted with fluffy clouds. Once it cleared, we hit the beach once more, with the girls and I laying on towels and my parents sitting in their beach chairs.