Family Trip to Jamaica – Part 4 {Fixed}

Part 4 – Picking up after getting a look at the hotel room for the first time.

“I’m going to take your father to the room to unpack and settle him down a bit. Why don’t you kids get comfortable and look for that class. We’ll meet back together for dinner.” And with that my wife Diane pushed me through the adjoining room door and left the kids to their own devices.

I slumped onto the couch. My daughter Lily’s voice teasing me about all the nude people on the beach rang threw my head. What have I exposed my sweet little girl to?

“It’s going to be fine, John,” Diane assured me. “I was serious about what I said. The kids will really get to explore their independence. Jason needs the confidence and Lily…well Lily will just enjoy it.” As she said this, she poured me a giant glass of whiskey and handed it to me. “Drink this,” she said, with a slight command in her voice. I took the glass and gulped.

“I can’t believe the situation I’ve put everyone in. My friend from work takes his kids here! He had to have known.” I took another gulp and felt the sting of the strong drink.

“John,” my wife called, but I was too locked in to my worries to even turn. “John…” I looked over and nearly spilled my drink. Diane had stripped off all her clothes, and was leaning seductively back against the hot tub. “I think I know how to make you feel better.” Indeed she did. This was always her go to move. Anytime I needed convincing of something she knew exactly how to get me into a pliable state of mind. Like hearing a siren’s call, I knew what I was being pulled into, but my stiffening dick led the way. “Now take off your shorts,” she purred as she slowly walked toward me.

Her graceful pale body, with perky tits, taut stomach and toned legs moved beautifully. I obeyed and stripped down, taking off my shirt as well. Diane knelt before me, looked into my eyes and wrapped her lips around my cock. Her tongue snaked around my 8 inch shaft, and warmth and wetness made me want to fuck her face right there. I held back and let her do what she wanted.

If only the kids could see their sweet suburban mom now, I thought. Few knew the kinkier side of Diane. Going all the way back to high school and up until the kids were young, Diane was the guiding sexual force of our relationship. In high school, she delighted in teasing our teachers with downblouse stares and accidental upskirts. We would fuck after school thinking of all the people who were dreaming of taking her for their own. Recently, she had taken up something similar, but this time with Jason’s friends. She would intentionally not wear bras, or would leave used thong panties around for them to find. She would encourage me to play along and point out how hot some of Lily’s friends had become. She had taken to teasing me during pool parties of stealing glimpses of their young, bouncing bodies.

As Diane slowly enjoyed my cock she kept one hand on her own clit, rubbing rhythmically. Eventually, when she felt me start to buck, pushing my cock deep into her throat, she gave me one quick deep throat and pulled me out. Diane turned around so that I could enjoy the view of her amazing ass, and slowly sat on my lap. Her ass has not changed even a little since high school, when she was a gymnast. She rocked her hips, letting my hard cock rub on her pussy lips without entering. The wetness and teasing was intoxicating. “Mmmm honey. Just think of what this resort could give us. So many people watching me, wanting me. And you can finally get what you want…” As she said this she lifted herself slightly and reached back to grab my shaft.

“Mmmhmmm, what’s that baby.”

She brought my dick to the edge of her pussy, putting the tip in just at the edge and circling it around a little bit. “To finally see how your little girl has grown into a very fuckable woman.” Before I could even react in shock, Diane pushed back hard and slammed me into her. The feeling of her warmth enveloping my entire cock was intense and all I could utter back was a yell of pleasure. “I’ve seen you catch glimpses of Lily’s gorgeous ass. I’ve watched you lust over those perfect tits of hers.” As she said this she continued to work my dick, fucking me hard. I was helpless to move. A slave to the pleasure of watching her firm ass pound into me as she invoked visions of my daughter’s body. I knew instantly that she was right. In my heart I knew that so much of my protests and worries about being here had to do with being confronted with my desire for Lily. Knowing my wife knew this, and better yet, enjoyed this, was so arousing I felt like my dick grew an extra inch inside of her.

As Diane continued to rub her clit and pound me hard, I took over and grabbed her hips aggressively. I slammed myself into her and Diane arched her back in ecstasy. “Yes!” she screamed as I fucked her. Each trust a validation of what she had said. “Fuck me like you want to fuck her. Say her name.”

“Lily!” I moaned. Hearing my daughter’s name seemed to pushed my wife over the edge as she rubbed her clit harder and I felt her pussy tighten around my shaft. Her body shivered as I felt the orgasm go through her.

“Yes, daddy!” she purred, pushing me over the edged. I pulled out and sprayed my cum all over her perfect ass and back. I collapsed next to her as she lay on her stomach, both of us on the floor panting in pleasure and exhaustion.

As I lay there, in that state of full body exhaustion that always follows amazing sex, I looked over at my wife. Diane laid there in the same bliss state, my cum still pooled on her lower back and across her ass. “You’re really OK with me leering at our daughter?”

Diane smirked, and still with eyes closed said “Oh please. Let’s call it admiring. And if it makes you more comfortable, I’ll be doing the same to Jason. If you hadn’t noticed, I think he’s taken after his father in the size department.