Incest Vacation_(2)

Incest Vacation

This story is told from the view of Fran, the daughter, but there are parts where she was not present. Those parts are told from what she was told or from more of a third party point of view. Hope you enjoy it.
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My twin brother, Bobby and I were fucking in the back of our minivan as Dad drove and Mom rode in the passenger’s seat. We were on our way to the beach condo that we had rented for the last week of summer before we went back to college. The back seats were folded down and we had the luggage piled to the side so we had room to do our thing. Bobby was on his back. I had my pants and panties off and was squatting above him bouncing up and down on his rock hard seven inch prick. It was hard to get a steady rhythm with the van bouncing on the bumps and swerving around other traffic. He popped out a couple of times.

Dad was so busy watching in the mirror that he almost ran into the back of the car in front of us. Every time one of us would moan, Mom would turn around and look at us. “Oh fuck Fran, you’re the best fuck in the world. There’s nothing I like better than having my cock buried in your tight cunt.” Mom looked back, “Hey, I feel insulted. What about me?” Bobby replied, “Sorry Mom, you’re a great piece of ass too.” Mom and Dad both laughed.

We pulled up alongside of an eighteen-wheeler . The driver sat high enough up so that he could see in the side window of our minivan and get a good look at what was happening. I looked him in the eyes and smiled and waved. Fortunately the road was three lanes wide so other cars could pass because he matched our speed and kept watching Bobby and me fuck. I felt my orgasm hit me. I bit my lower lip and clenched my vaginal muscles around Bobby’s hard cock as I shuddered thru an earth shaking orgasm. Bobby always made me cum hard. Mine caused his. Bobby moaned, “Fuck, I’m coming Sis. I’m gonna fill your wonderful cunt full of my spunk. He held me tightly down on him as he blasted his load deep in me. I counted five times that his cock pulsed and poured his hot sauce into me. Each time it spat a shot of his seed deep in my convulsing cunt. I love the wonderful sensation of my brother’s, or anyone’s cum filling me. I am sure happy that I am on the pill. I would not want to miss that feeling for the world.

We came to a sign that said we were near a rest stop. The truck driver tooted his horn and pointed at the sign. We dropped behind him and followed him into the rest area. He pulled way to the back of the lot and stopped. Dad pulled up next to him. Mom got out and went to his passenger’s side door. Ten minutes later, Mom came back and got in the car. She still had cum on her chin. She used her finger to scoop it up and push it into her mouth. Dad started the car and we continued on our trip.

About six pm we arrived at the resort. Dad went in and checked us in. He got a key for each of us. The unit was wonderful and had a great view of the beach and lake. It was a one bedroom with two queen sized beds in the bedroom. We all grabbed our swim suit from our luggage, stripped out of our clothes. Dad stood there with a half hard erection and said, “You guys all had fun on the way here but I was driving and didn’t get to join it. Who wants to help me catch up. Mom and I both raised our hands and loudly said, “Me.”

Bobby said that we should have fun but that he was going down to the beach and check out the ‘fresh meat.’ Mom and I walked up to Dad and he reached out and grabbed two handfuls of tit, one of mine and one of Mom’s. “Fran, you’re a carbon copy of your mom. Even your tits are the same size and just as wonderful.” He bent down and sucked back and forth from my tit to Mom’s and back again. As enjoyable as that felt, we pushed him back onto his back on the bed. His thick eight inch cock stood up in the air like a flagpole.

Mom and I jumped onto the bed and started the fun by licking Dad’s shaft, Mom up and down one side and me up and down the other side. Each time we would meet at the tip, we would kiss and swirl our tongues together. When we felt his balls tighten we backed off and let him settle down. We weren’t ready for him to come just yet. After a couple of minutes of all three of us sharing some hot kissing, I lay on my back with my knees pulled up and spread wide.

Dad got between my legs and rubbed his cock head across my clit several times making me shiver and moan and beg him to shove his prick in me.