Family Trip to Jamaica Part 8

“Hi Jason, honey. Come here and let’s have a talk.” My mom gestured to the couch seat across from them. She was seated in between my father and my sister, each clad in a fluffy robe with, from what I could see, nothing underneath. They seemed completely relaxed squeezed together nearly in the buff on the couch.

The white of the robes brought out the beauty and brightness of both my sister and mother’s red hair. I couldn’t help think about how inviting they looked, until I noticed how flushed both my father and sister’s cheeks were. I was suddenly hit with flashes of memories of my father bending Lily over the hot tub, fucking her and slapping her ass. The sound of her screaming “Daddy” rang in my head.

I tensed up with emotions I could barely understand. My mother, intuitive as ever, spoke again. “Honey, I could see how upset you are at what you might have seen earlier. I think we all need to sit down and talk about what’s been going on.”

She was spot on, and there was a big part of me that agreed that all we needed to do was talk it out. But there was also a different part of me; angry, confused and jealous of my father. The inner conflict wouldn’t allow me to unclench and relax. I could offer no words that I felt would make them understand.

“Look son, I know you saw me and your sister earlier today…well…together,” my dad started awkwardly as he put his hand innocently on my sister’s knee.

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. Lily chimed in this time.

“Jason, what’s wrong? It can’t have been that much of a shock. I mean, I know you’ve screwed mom. So what’s the big deal that I fucked dad?” She got right to the point and had none of the subtly of mom and dad.

“It’s not that,” I said. I owed it to them to pull myself out of this and try to say what I meant. “I guess it’s a little that. I just know it made me feel fucked up to see dad having his way with you.”

“Having his way with me?” Lily exclaimed, seeming offended. “I came on to him and was getting what I wanted.”

“Ugh, I didn’t mean to imply that. This whole trip has just been a lot, and I’ve loved everything I’ve experienced. I guess I was just jealous of dad and didn’t want to lose what I had with you.” Realizing something, I turned to mom, “or with you.”

Both my mom and Lily blushed and smiled slightly. “Oh, come here,” my mom said affectionately. She sat next to me and gave me a tight hug which felt warm and soothing. Of course, I could also feel her firm tits pressing into me which gave me the starts of stirrings in my loins. “We can sort this out, baby. Don’t worry.” She playfully stroked my leg and said “I don’t think any of us want to give up on anything we’ve gained on this trip.”

I looked up to see Lily and my Dad smiling at each other and to me. My mom stood up and went to the bar. “I think we all could use a drink to relax and sort through this. Lily come and help me.

Lily walked over to the bar to help my mom and I couldn’t help but smile in appreciation of the curve of her ample, soft breasts visible between the lapels of her robe. I was pulled out of my reverie by my dad coming to sit on the couch next to me. “Hey Jason, is it alright if I sit here?”

“Yea, of course,” I said. My words were casual but my tone was curt and unintentionally betrayed some lingering anger toward him.

“Listen kid. I’m sorry you had to walk in and see what you saw. At least without us all talking first. The days we’ve been here we haven’t really spent time together and it seems like we both have had some…life changing experiences.” I blushed and my anger thawed a little bit. “Lily even tells me you guys had a threesome with some girl from the beach for your first time.” I looked up at my dad, and he was smiling and looking impressed. It was clear he was trying to bond. It was working.

“Ha. Yea, I never thought my first time having sex would happen like that. And with my sister helping out no less.” Thinking about it now, this vacation had really pushed me at light speed through some sexual milestones. Losing my virginity, having a threesome, exploring my voyeuristic side. Not to mention discovering that I had a wellspring of sex living under the same roof as me this whole time. I wondered if this was what other people went through when they came here. Everyone was just so open.

“She’s a bit of a sexual wonder, isn’t she?” My dad and I both looked over admiringly at my sister. She and my mother were still preparing some blended drinks at the bar, working perfectly in sync. “She gets it from her mother. Your mom has always been quite adventurous when it comes to sexuality. She introduced me to our first threesome while we were still in high school!”

“Holy shit, I had no idea!” is all I could offer. I totally could believe it now after everything at the resort, but while growing up there was no way I’d match the picture of my perfect suburban mom with the seductress she turned out to actually be.

“Yup. Trust me, the games we get up to every time you and your sister bring home some of your hotter friends would make you blush.”

“Ha. From what they’ve told me, I think they would welcome being involved in whatever games you guys wanted to play,” I said, remembering all the times my friends talked openly about how they wanted to fuck my mother. Hell, my friend Tommy made no secret that he’d suck my dad off if given the chance.

My dad got a look on his face, “Hmmm, food for thought when we get home.” We laughed together at the likely half-joking thought of us drawing my and Lily’s friends into our new lifestyle. It felt good to joke with my dad.

“I’m sorry I freaked out. I’m not actually upset with you. But how did it first happen?” I asked, realizing I had clearly missed out on a lot to have missed my dad fucking my sister.

“It just sort of…happened naturally. Everyone at this resort is just so open and free with their impulses. It’s made me really be open and honest about stuff I’ve probably wanted for a long time.” My dad went on to tell me about the father and daughter he and my mom slept with and then the spa day with my sister. He already knew about my sister and I, so I filled him in on the details of me and Alex.

“Ha! So you competed with your mother and some young stud in a lap dance contest. And won! Honey, you left out some details,” my dad said, amused.

“Oops, did I,” my mom said, returning with our drinks. “I guess I don’t like to admit losing. It’s not my fault my partner couldn’t hold himself back from blowing a load right onto me.” As she said this she sat on my fathers knee, not bothering to adjust her robe which had fallen open to expose one pert breast. She gave my dad a little kiss of the lips, more tender than sexual.

Lily walked up with her own drink and interjected in her usual teasing way. “I’m starved and it seems like Jason’s feeling better from his little tantrum. Can we go get some food and call it a night?”

“Sounds good to me,” I said, hoping that things were ok with us if she was joking like that.

We all headed for the door when Lily made a quick spin to face me. “Lose the clothes, Jason. We aren’t covering up anymore.” I looked over her shoulder to see my parents were already placing their robes on hooks near the door. Lily herself was stripping hers off, giving me a full show of her silky smooth breasts and red capped labia.

“Your wish is my command, perv,” I said and stripped off my clothes, leaving them on a chair. Lily gave my cock a playful pull as we left to room to head towards the dining hall.

After a relatively normal, albeit naked, dinner, we headed back to our rooms and fell soundly asleep.

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The next morning, I woke to the sensation of a mouth around my cock. I can’t begin to describe how delightful a way this is to wake up. Looking down with sleepy eyes, all I could see was a crop of red hair poking out from the sheet, bobbing slowly up and down. It struck me how strange and amazing it was that I couldn’t tell if it was my mom or my sister sucking my dick at the moment. What a life! Whoever she was, she was lovingly taking her time savoring the full length of my dick. I could feel the pressure of her tongue traveling up my shaft, then swirling around the head, making me moan with pleasure.

Hearing this, she moaned in response, making her mouth vibrate on me in an intensely pleasurable way. Her had reached up from under the sheet and caressed my bare chest. I placed my hand on her head, less as a guide but more as a point of contact to feel more connected to her. She responded by quickening her pace and grabbing my dick with one hand to jerk me while she sucked. Eventually the pleasure was too intense and I could hold back no longer. I shot rope after rope of cum right down her throat, and she accepted it gratefully, slowing down her stroking but applying more pressure. Whoever this was, she really wanted to milk me for all I was worth.

My entire body went limp and I lay there with eyes closed, breathing heavily.