We finally arrived at the beach house. Uncle Charlie and his family were already there. He was our mom’s older brother and about to turn fifty. They had four kids. His wife Jane was a few years younger and good-looking for an older woman. She had dark hair and brown eyes, but most men only noticed her huge tits. She made sure they got attention by the way she dressed, usually a sweater or tight top that molded to her rounded spheres, often with a generous amount of cleavage.
Dave, Uncle Charlie’s oldest child, was twenty-four and had recently married Sarah. They were both staying with us for the week. Dave was tall, maybe six foot two, and weighed about two hundred pounds. Sarah was a pretty five-foot-four-inch blonde with normal-sized tits. Uncle Charlie’s second child was a twenty-year-old named Dorothy who went by Dot. She was tall, about five foot eight, and stunningly beautiful with auburn hair, hazel eyes, and big tits which she had inherited from her mother.
Dot’s younger brother Mark was my age and a senior in high school. He was tall, probably six feet, with dark hair and brown eyes. He was a troublemaker, always trying to drag me into his mischief, and a pervert with the foulest mouth of anyone I knew. All he could talk about was sex and girls and the things he wanted to do to them. He claimed to have several notches on his bedpost, but I didn’t believe him. He was too much of a jerk.
Our cousin Jenny was also there. Her parents had divorced, so Dad had invited her to join us. She drove down with Dave and Sarah. Jenny had recently turned sixteen, the same age as Ann, and resembled her in many ways. She had blonde hair and blue eyes and was petite, although her tits were slightly bigger than Ann’s and she was perhaps two inches taller.
The beach house was large, but it was still tight quarters. There were two rooms on the first floor where my parents and Uncle Charlie and his wife stayed. The second floor had three rooms. Dave and Sarah got the big room with the bathroom. I shared a room with Mark, and Ann shared one with Jenny. We were connected by a Jack and Jill bathroom. On the top floor was a loft where Dot stayed. It had a bathroom but no shower. There wasn’t going to be much privacy for Jenny and I to fool around.
On our first night, we had a huge family feast. Aunt Jane cooked us lasagne. After dinner, Uncle Charlie suggested we go for a walk on the beach since it was such a beautiful moonlit night. Dave and Sarah said they were a little tired and wanted to stay behind. Mark, the troublemaker, grabbed me and pulled me to the side.
“What do you want to bet they’re going to fuck? Let’s stay and watch.”
“You don’t know that. Besides, they’ll expect us to go on the walk.”
“Not a problem. We can sneak away. I’ll tell Mom I forgot something at the house and say you’re coming with me. She’s not going to care.”
We left for the walk. Mark told his mom we were going back to the house to get something, and just like he said, she didn’t care. He gestured for me to come with him. I caved. Maybe Dave and Sarah were really going to have sex. It made sense. Why else would they stay behind? We snuck into the house through the back door. Dave and Sarah were standing in the middle of the living area kissing like teenagers in heat. One of his hands and a firm grip on her ass cheek. The other was fondling her breast. Suddenly she broke the kiss and pushed him away forcefully.
“Are you trying to get into my panties? I’m not so sure I’m going to let you.”
It must have been a game they liked to play. Dave slammed her up against the wall. He ripped open her blouse, popping several buttons, and tore off her bra. She fumbled with his belt and zipper. Dave pushed his pants down and reached under her skirt. We heard a rip. He grabbed her by the ass and lifted her into the air. Sarah wrapped her arms around him and lifted her knees. She shrieked when he thrust his cock into her body. Her screams continued as he drove her up the side of the wall, her fingers clawing at his back.
“God, this is great,” whispered Mark, “I’m going to move around for a better angle.”
Sarah’s screams turned to whimpers. Dave slowly lowered her to the ground until she was on her knees in front of him. He fed his dripping cock into her mouth, fucking her face and making her gag and choke. I watched in awe when he shoved his cock all the way down her throat. He held it there until she struggled for air. When he pulled out, she coughed up a flood of spit. He slapped his cock across her face and shoved it back down her throat.
I thought my cock was going to rip through my pants. What they were doing was beyond anything I had ever imagined. Dave pulled his cock from her mouth and grabbed her hair, yanking her up from the floor. He turned her around and slammed her face first against the wall. He lifted her skirt and shoved his cock between her ass cheeks, driving it deep into her pussy. He pounded it into her again and again, lifting her up on her toes on each thrust.
“Oh… oh… oh… fuck me, Dave… oh god… yes… that’s it… fuck me… aaaaahhhhh…. uuuunnnggghhh…”
I thought Ann had a lot of orgasms but this was over the top. Dave moved his hands around her body and crushed her tits. Her knees became wobbly. Filth poured from her mouth between her screams. Dave finally pulled out. Sarah slumped to the floor, breathing hard.
“Get on the table,” he ordered. “I’m going to eat some pussy.”
Sarah staggered over to the table and sat on the edge, rolling onto her back and lifting her legs. Dave buried his face between them. She dug her fingers in his hair and pulled her knees back, moaning and gasping while he munched noisily on her juicy plum. He shoved two fingers up her cunt and sucked on her clit. Sarah exploded. Dave lapped up her juices. He pushed her legs back even further and continued to lick and suck her. I thought he was sucking on her pussy. Sarah corrected me.
“God yes, Dave, lick my asshole… oooohhhhhh… it feels so good.”
I was shocked. I had never heard of such a thing. It sounded gross but Sarah was clearly loving it. I wondered what Ann would say if I licked her asshole? Would she love it? Dave pulled away and pressed a finger between her cheeks. He twisted it back and forth. It became evident what he was doing by Sarah’s next words.
“Oh fuck yes, Dave… shove your finger up my ass.”
He moved his mouth back to her pussy. I could see him fluttering his tongue over her clit. Sarah went off hard, her body twisting and turning. Her screams were loud and out of control. Dave was pumping his finger in and out of her asshole as his tongue tortured her clit. Sarah’s bucking and jerking became violent. Her climax went on and on until she finally collapsed, whimpering and out of breath.
Dave spun Sarah around on the table. Her head hung over the side. He shoved his cock into her mouth. He slammed it in and out hard and fast. Sarah gagged. Spit poured from her mouth and dripped down her face into her hair. She reached between her legs and fingered her juicy cunt. He rammed his cock down her throat. Sarah had another climax. Dave pulled out. More spit flooded down her face and splattered onto the floor.
“Bend over the table,” he ordered.
She climbed down and bent over the table, tilting her ass in the air. I had a perfect view of her dripping pussy hanging between her thighs just below her creamy ass cheeks. Her puckered asshole peeked out invitingly. Dave moved behind her and plunged his hard cock deep into her cunt. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. Her tits jiggled each time he pounded into her. Sarah’s hand was between her legs rubbing her clit. Her screams were non-stop.