I remember the night clearly. Stephanie had just returned from an evening out with my sister, Liv. My beautiful wife was tipsy and stumbling around the bedroom as I settled into bed.
“How about joining me in bed?” I asked, pulling her warm body tightly into me.
I was hoping the night would take a sexual turn, especially since alcohol tended to make Steph extremely horny. Those hopes were quickly dashed.
“Guess what, Jacob? Liv and I booked a trip to the Bahamas for the three of us!” Steph blurted out.
I was taken aback by her sudden announcement, and my mind raced with questions about why she booked a trip without consulting me, let alone with my sister.
Stephanie noticed my surprise and quickly added, “I thought it would be an excellent way for all three of us to reconnect. The two of you barely see each other anymore.
I couldn’t believe it. My heart raced as I listened to Steph explain her reasoning.
“Liv and I were bitching about how badly we needed a break. After a few drinks, we found ourselves on our phones, booking a trip to the Bahamas,” Steph explained.
I looked at her, unsure of what to say.
“Plus, I know how much you love your sister, and I wanted to find a way to bring us closer together,” Steph continued, trying to allay my concerns.
I did love my sister, but the thought of spending a week at a beach resort with Liv terrified me. Liv was only a year younger than me. Growing up, we were inseparable. So much so that when it came time for her to decide where to attend college, it wasn’t a question; of course, she would join me at Rutgers.
From the moment she stepped foot on campus, you couldn’t keep us apart. It got to the point where our friends would joke that if we weren’t siblings, everyone would have thought we were dating.
I didn’t want to admit it, but there was flirty nature to our relationship. We would touch and tease each other. She would even sleep in my bed all the time. There was just something unspoken between us. How Liv looked at me with her big blue eyes, let me know she felt the same way.
Liv was gorgeous. Every one of our guy friends seemed to want her. They would endlessly try to get into her pants, but she never seemed interested. I sometimes wondered if our relationship got in the way of us dating other people, but I couldn’t imagine changing things.
The truth is there was something sexual about our relationship. I would often jerk off thinking about my sister. I would picture Liv in her little bikinis or one of the tiny dresses she would wear to frat parties. But it was just that, fantasy. I never imagined anything would happen between us.
That all changed fall semester of my senior year of college. Liv was often my wing-woman at parties. The problem was we would always end up dancing the night away. It is probably why she was so bad at helping me pick up women. Everyone always thought we were a couple. It didn’t help that she often stayed in my bed after a night of partying.
Liv was a great dancer. Her graceful body would move perfectly in synch with mine. I knew she was my sister, but I loved the feeling of her body pressed against me. While I sometimes wondered if our flirtation was all in my head, that question left my mind whenever we danced. By the night’s end, it always felt like Liv was on the precipice of kissing me but held back because I was her older brother.
Yet, one cold night, when we both struck out again, Liv crashed at my place. As we were lying in bed, Liv and I finally kissed. It was the most electrifying kiss I had ever had. Years of passion were finally released when our lips and tongues met. We spent that whole night making out. We didn’t have sex, heck, I didn’t even touch her under her clothes, yet in some ways, it was the most intimate I had ever been with a woman.
After that night, things changed between us. As much as we enjoyed our night of passion together, it terrified us, especially me. We knew nothing could come of our relationship, so we slowly started backing away from each other.
While we were still close, we made sure never to be alone together. A few years after college, Liv introduced me to her friend Stephanie. I often wondered if setting me up with her roommate was a way to keep me close while knowing that I was off-limits to her. Eventually, Steph and I married, and I rarely saw Liv anymore. We would talk, for sure, but we seldom spent time together. That is why going on vacation together seemed to come out of nowhere.
Despite being hesitant about the whole thing, Stephanie’s enthusiasm was infectious, and she convinced me that it was a good idea.
“Fine. Let’s go,” I acquiesced.
Stephanie gave me a tight hug, “You won’t regret it! This is going to be the best trip ever.”
Reconnecting with Liv was enticing, and the thought of a tropical getaway was hard to turn down. Besides, with Steph there, there was little chance of anything happening between my sister and me.
I could see the excitement in Steph’s eyes, and it was hard not to get caught up in it. I was still a little apprehensive about the whole thing, but I trusted Stephanie’s judgment.
After Stephanie had convinced me to go on the trip to the Bahamas with Liv, she grabbed her phone and dialed my sister’s number. As Liv picked up the phone, Stephanie’s face lit up, “Hey, Liv! I have some great news! Jacob agreed to come on the trip with us!”
I could hear Liv’s excitement through the phone as Stephanie continued talking about the trip’s details. They discussed what they were going to pack, the activities we would do, and all the fun we would have.
Steph then turned to me and said, “Liv and I were thinking of going bikini shopping tomorrow. Do you want to come with us?”
I hesitated momentarily, unsure how I felt about my sister modeling bikinis for me, but Steph quickly chimed in, “Come on, Jacob! It’ll be fun! You can help us pick out some cute swimsuits for the trip!”
I finally relented and agreed to go shopping with them. The next day, we headed to the mall, and Liv and Stephanie immediately began browsing through racks of swimsuits.
“What do you think of this one, Liv?” Steph wondered.
Liv quickly glanced at it and shook her head, “We are going to the Bahamas, not your grandmother’s pool,” she teased.
“Oh, is that how it is going to be?” Steph chuckled.
While Steph had a fabulous body, she dressed conservatively and rarely showed off her assets. On the other hand, Liv loved showing off her body to the world. In college, Liv’s outfits would drive the guys mad with lust, myself included. The thought of my wife dressing similarly caused my pants to tighten.
“Let’s try a different store. There is a place on the second floor that has exactly what we need,” Liv suggested.
Steph and I gave passing looks at each other, unsure of what we were getting into.
As we walked through the mall, the three of us joked and laughed about the absurdity of our jaunting off to the Bahamas on such short notice.
“Here it is,” Liv said, pulling us into a store called Forbidden Secrets.
The name alone caused my cock to swell more. Looking around the store, I could see why Liv liked this place. There wasn’t a piece of modest clothing in the store.
Steph looked slightly nervous about shopping here.
“You have got to be kidding, Liv. I can’t wear any of this stuff,” Steph pushed back.
“Steph, you have an amazing body. You need to show it off more. We are only young once; take advantage of flaunting what you have while you can. Besides, I want to see your hot body in something a little skimpy,” Liv teased.
I couldn’t believe my ears. My sister was flirting with my wife. Yet, I could see Steph’s eyes light up from my sister’s compliment.
“Fine. If I am going to do this, let’s do this. I am yours to dress up,” Steph submitted.
Liv grinned wildly as she pulled my wife to a row of bikinis that barely had anything to them.
Liv grabbed a handful of bikinis off the rack, each more revealing than the last. I couldn’t help but stare at them as they walked to the changing room. They both looked incredible, and I felt a stirring in my pants as I imagined what it would be like to be in there with them.
My jaw dropped when Liv came out of the fitting room minutes later.
“So what do you think?” Liv asked, twirling around for me.
It was the first time I had seen Liv in a bikini in years, and this bikini left nothing to the imagination. Liv’s hips looked wide, her stomach toned, and her tits practically popped out of the minuscule red top.
Liv’s ass was completely exposed, showing off her firm butt. It was clear my sister spent a lot of time in the gym.
“Wow. That is quite the bathing suit,” I nervously laughed, trying to hide my arousal.
Not to be outdone, Steph soon came out of the fitting room in an even skimpier bikini.
“Does this look okay? Liv made me try it on,” she asked self-consciously.
“You look amazing, Stephanie. I can’t believe I am married to you,” I gushed.
“Are you sure?” She asked, spindling around and showing me the back.
As Steph turned around, I couldn’t help but notice how little the bikini covered. The bottom was so obscene it barely covered her vulva, and the thin string that ran between her ass was almost non-existent.
As I struggled to catch my breath, I couldn’t help but notice that her hard nipples were clearly visible through the tiny top. The teardrop-shaped fabric hardly covered her breasts and offered little support. However, the barely-there top accentuated her toned abs and the subtle curves of her breasts.
The bikini left very little to the imagination, and if we weren’t in public, I would have grabbed her and fucked her on the spot.
“Trust me, babe, you look hot. I can hardly control myself,” I grinned.
“Wow, Liv, you look amazing in that bikini,” Stephanie said, eyeing my sister up and down.
“Thanks, Steph,” Liv replied, a sultry smile on her lips. “But I think you look even hotter in that red bikini. It really compliments your tits.”
Stephanie laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “You think so? Maybe I should wear it to the beach and see what kind of reaction I get.”
Liv grinned, her eyes flashing with excitement. “I think you should. I bet you’ll get lots of attention.”
I watched as the two women flirted with each other, their words and gestures filled with an electric charge that made my heart race. I couldn’t believe how sexy they looked in their bikinis, and I found myself imagining all sorts of scenarios in which we could all be together.
After several hours of shopping, we left the mall with several bags worth of clothes. While they modeled most of the clothes for me, there were several outfits both women said I would have to wait for our vacation to see.
The rest of the week passed by in a blur, and before I knew it, Stephanie, Liv, and I were on our way to the Bahamas. As soon as we stepped off the plane and onto the tarmac, I was struck by the island’s beauty. The sun shone brightly in the sky, and the air was warm and humid.
We made our way to the resort, nestled on the edge of a pristine beach. The resort was a sprawling complex of white-washed buildings surrounded by lush tropical gardens. As we walked through the grounds, we saw palm trees swaying in the breeze and the sound of the ocean in the distance. This place was just what I needed to help wash away my nerves.
We checked in at the front desk, and that’s when we hit a snag.
“I’m sorry, sir, but we only have one room in your name. However, it is a suite, so it should comfortably fit the three of you. It has a positively beautiful view of the ocean,” the concierge informed me.
Stephanie and Liv were excited to share the room, making me wonder if this was their plan all along.
“It will be fine. I’ll take the couch,” Liv volunteered as she rubbed my arm.
As we made our way to our suite, I couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy. I had hoped for some romantic time with my wife on this trip, and the idea of sharing a room with Liv was not what I had in mind.
But as we settled into the suite and started exploring the resort, my frustration dissipated. It was hard to stay annoyed when I was flanked by beautiful women in such a picturesque place.
“We still have a few hours before it gets dark. How about we go canoeing? The lady at the desk said we can take canoes out with a tour guide at the top of the hour,” I suggested.
Steph and Liv quickly agreed. It was clear that the three of us felt cooped up after half a day of traveling and needed to move.
The three of us made our way down to the beach, where we rented a canoe. As we paddled through the calm waters, I couldn’t help but feel the excitement bubbling up inside me. This was the life, and I was happy to be spending it with my two favorite ladies.
The water was calm, and we paddled in sync, enjoying the warm sun on our skin and the boat’s gentle rocking. But as we started to make our way back to the shore, Liv and Steph began to flirt with each other.
“So, Liv, what’s your secret for staying in such good shape?” Steph asked, running a hand through her hair.
Liv grinned. “Oh, you know, lots of yoga and healthy eating.”
Steph giggled. “Maybe you could show me some of those yoga moves later.”
Liv winked. “I’d love to.”
I couldn’t believe my ears, was my wife actually flirting with my sister? I knew they were close, but I couldn’t help but wonder if more was happening.
We returned to our room, ordered room service, and called it an early night.
I woke up the following morning to my sister bouncing on our bed like a child on Christmas morning.
“Wake up, you sleepy heads! If we want a good spot and chairs, we need to be out there early,” Liv exclaimed, pulling our blanket off.
I wanted to be annoyed, but my sister’s energy was infectious. Steph, on the other hand, had no problem being annoyed.
“Ugh, too much. Too much,” Steph moaned as she pulled the blanket back over her head.
Liv crawled into bed beside my wife and smacked her ass, “Come on Steph. It is time to show that ass off to the world.”
“You’re insane, Liv,” Steph yawned while pushing Liv off the bed.
“I’m going to go shower. Hopefully, that will wake me up,” I said, stumbling to the bathroom.
I was right; a shower was just what I needed. After a day of canoeing, my body was sore. The hot water massaged my aching muscles, melting away any tension I had.
Despite all my concerns, the trip with Liv was going better than I could have hoped. I stood under the rushing water, wondering if staying away from each other all these years was a mistake.
As I hopped out of the shower, I felt excited for the day ahead in a way I never expected.
“Showers free,” I called out while searching for my swim trunks.
What I heard Liv say next shocked me to my core, shifting my excitement about the day to concern.
“Hey, Steph, why don’t we shower together? It’ll save time, and we can get out of here faster,” she flirtatiously said.
I looked at my wife, unsure how she would respond. There was no way she would take Liv up on this. Besides, I am sure Liv was joking anyway.
“Okay, Liv, but only because we’re in a hurry,” Steph replied.
I was dumbfounded. I couldn’t believe Steph was actually going to shower with my sister. I wanted to say something, but worried about causing a scene.
As I stood outside the bathroom, listening to the sound of the water running, my mind was racing with thoughts. What was going on in there? Were they really showering together? I felt a mix of curiosity and confusion.
If I was completely honest with myself, I also felt jealous. All these years, I did everything I could to keep things platonic between my sister and me, and here was my wife in the shower naked with her.
I could hear Steph and Liv laughing and chatting as they lathered up with soap. It sounded like they were having fun, but the idea of them showering together made me feel uneasy.
Suddenly, I heard Liv say something that caught my attention.
“Hey Steph, you missed a spot. Let me get that for you,” Liv stated, her voice laced with mischief.
I heard Steph giggle in response, and my heart skipped a beat. I imagined them touching each other, running their hands over each other’s bodies. I felt like a voyeur, listening in on something intimate and private. The idea of there being something intimate and private between my wife and sister left me confused but highly aroused.
As the water continued to run, I tried to ignore the sounds coming from the shower. But I couldn’t help feeling like I was missing out on something. I wondered what it would be like to shower with both of them and feel their bodies pressed against mine.
Thoughts of my sister, naked, slick with water, pressing her tits against my back while my wife and I made out, ran through my mind. My cock strained against my swim trunks, begging to be played with, but I couldn’t risk being caught with my pants down.
Eventually, the water turned off, and they emerged from the bathroom. I couldn’t help but stare at them. They both had water droplets running down their bodies, and I felt my trunks tightening even more.
“You okay, Jacob? It looks like the cats got your tongue,” Liv coyly said.
“Ugh, I’m still just waking up,” I lied, trying to maintain my dignity.
I watched the two women, still wrapped in their towels, searching through their bags for a bikini to wear.
“Which suit are you wearing?” Steph asked.
Liv held up a pile of strings that was supposed to pass for a bathing suit, “I think I am going to wear that micro bikini you dared me to buy.”
“Well, if that is the case, I guess I will have to wear my micro bikini too. No way I am being outdone by you,” my wife declared.
As Steph and Liv dressed, I felt my control slipping away. The two women looked like sex personified as they wiggled into their tiny bikini bottoms. Their damp skin, and wet hair, made them look youthful and innocent. That innocence was quickly contradicted by the risqué bikinis the women wore.
“Hey Steph, can you help me with my top? I am having trouble tying a knot with these delicate strings,” Liv asked, turning her back to my wife.
Steph stepped forward, reaching around Liv’s body to take hold of the bikini top. Liv held up the tiny triangle pieces of fabric pressed against her ample breasts with her hands. I could have sworn I saw her teasing her nipples as my wife worked on the knots.
The bikini top barely covered Liv’s areola, leaving her breasts overflowing out of the bikini. I felt a pang of jealousy as I watched them, wondering what it would be like to be in Steph’s place.
As they finished getting dressed, I couldn’t help but admire their bodies. Liv’s curves were accentuated by her skimpy bikini, and Steph’s ass was bare, ready for all the world to see. I felt my desire growing by the second.
“Damn, you two look amazing,” I said, unable to hide my admiration.
Steph smiled at me, “You don’t look so bad yourself. Thanks for introducing me to your brother, Liv.”
The three of us couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation.
“Let’s go,” I said, grabbing our stuff and heading out the door.
As we walked along the beach, Liv and Steph were joking and laughing about showering together. I couldn’t help but feel a little left out, but I enjoyed their banter nonetheless.
“It’s not every day you get to see two grown women showering together, that’s for sure,” Liv said, laughing.
Steph shook her head, still giggling. “I can’t believe we did that. What were we thinking?”
I smiled along with them, still slightly shocked by what I had witnessed. The more I thought about Liv and Steph showering together, the harder I found it to concentrate. I tried pushing the images out of my mind, but watching them both in their barely there bikinis made it challenging to get my mind out of the gutter.
As we set up our chairs near the ocean, I couldn’t help but notice the attention Liv and Steph were getting. People were staring at them, whistling as they walked by. While I didn’t condone catcalling, I felt pride knowing these two beautiful women were with me.
The two women flanked me as we settled into our chairs. Looking to my right and left, I was surrounded by the two most beautiful women I had ever seen.
The morning sun, and the saltwater air, felt good on my skin as I stuck my toes into the sand. I felt my nerves slink away with the sound of the ocean waves.
“Do you want some tanning oil?” Liv asked Stephanie.
Steph reached into her bag, pulling out her own bottle, “Nah, I’m good.”
My heart skipped a beat as Liv reached for the bottle of tanning oil and splashed some onto her hands.
Liv started at her feet, working her way up her long, toned legs. The oil glistened in the sunlight as she slowly and sensually worked it into her skin, her movements deliberate and sensual.
I couldn’t help but stare as Liv applied the tanning oil to her thighs, working it in with slow, sensual strokes. Her movements were almost hypnotic as she ran her hands over her toned muscles, the oil leaving a slick, glistening sheen in its wake.
I could see the pleasure that Liv was deriving from the sensations of the oil against her skin. Her breathing became labored as she continued working the oil into her thighs, her eyes closed, and her lips slightly parted in pleasure.
She took her time with each stroke. The way she moved was almost like a dance, each motion deliberate and sensual. I couldn’t help but feel my breathing become shallower as I watched her, the sight of her pleasure causing my desires to stir within me.
Steph caught my gaze, “Holy shit. Your sister looks hot,” she whispered.
I blushed, slightly unsure how to respond to such a comment about my sister, but I couldn’t deny that I found Liv incredibly alluring.
Liv continued to move up her body, working the oil into her stomach and chest. I watched in awe as Liv worked the oil into her tits, applying it to the exposed parts of her breasts. It took me off guard as she swiftly slipped her hands under her bikini top, rubbing the oil into her clearly hard nipples.
Her skin looked almost otherworldly in the sunlight, slick and shiny with the tanning oil. She ran her hands over her curves, her movements slow and deliberate, making sure to get every inch of her sensitive skin covered in the oil.
The way Liv moved her body was incredibly seductive, and I couldn’t help but feel myself getting increasingly turned on as she put on a show for us. She bit her lip and glanced over at Steph and me, enjoying the attention that we were giving her.
I openly gawked at my sister as she moved back down to her thighs, working the oil in with slow, sensual strokes.
Liv’s hand continuously bumped into her bikini bottom, making me wonder if she was trying to masturbate herself in public. Her breathing became labored, and her eyes closed as she rubbed the oil into the smooth skin surrounding pussy. It was clear that my sister had a bit of an exhibitionist streak.
As she finished applying the tanning oil, Liv leaned back and stretched her arms above her head, her breasts jiggling slightly. She looked over at me with a sultry smile. The heat in her gaze made it clear that she knew the effect she was having on me.
I suddenly felt torn. This trip was quickly getting out of control. Years of pent-up desire were coming out of my sister with abandon.
Steph could sense my arousal and smiled. “Want to help me with my back, babe?” she asked, holding out the bottle of oil.
I eagerly took the bottle and moved behind her, pouring a generous amount of oil onto my hands. I began to massage my wife’s back, feeling her soft skin underhand felt wonderful after the show my sister had just put on.
As I worked the oil into my wife’s skin, I couldn’t help but notice Liv watching us. She seemed to be enjoying the show, her eyes fixed on me as I moved my hands over Steph’s body. I couldn’t deny that her gaze was making me feel a little self-conscious, but at the same time, it was turning me on.
I could feel Steph relaxing under my touch, her breathing becoming deeper and more even. I leaned in closer to her, my lips brushing against her ear.
“Does that feel good, baby?” I whispered, knowing that Liv could hear me.
Steph giggled, arching her back a little, pressing her bare ass into my hard cock. “Mmm, yes, it does,” she replied, her voice low and sultry.
I couldn’t help but smile as I worked my way down her back, taking my time and enjoying the feel of her soft skin.
I couldn’t resist leaning down and kissing her neck, my hands still working their way down her legs. Steph let out a soft moan, and I knew she was enjoying my touch just as much as I was enjoying touching her.
As I reached her inner thighs, I teased her slightly, my fingers grazing dangerously close to her bikini bottoms. Steph let out a soft gasp, and I could feel the heat rising between us.
With a wicked grin, I whispered in her ear, “Do you want me to stop, babe?”
Steph let out a soft laugh. “No, don’t you dare stop,” she said, her voice filled with desire.
And so I continued, taking my time and savoring the feel of her skin against my fingers. We both knew where this was headed, and the anticipation was almost too much to bear.
With each stroke, Steph’s breathing became more labored, and I knew she yearned for a more intimate touch.
I applied the oil to her inner thighs, teasing her with my fingers as I got closer and closer to her bikini bottoms. Steph let out a soft moan, and I knew that I was driving her wild.
I whispered in her ear, “You’re so beautiful, Steph. I can’t resist you.”
Liv gazed at me; her eyes were glassy with lust. She knew what I wanted to do to my wife but also saw that I was conflicted about acting on my desire.
“Do it,” Liv mouthed to me.
I heeded my sister’s words and slid my fingers beneath Steph’s bikini bottom. Steph’s pussy was dripping wet as I slid my fingers between her swollen lips. I slipped a finger deep inside my wife’s cunt. The soft, wet tissue of my wife’s pussy enveloped my finger, gripping it tighter with every thrust. I couldn’t believe I was finger fucking my wife as my sister watched.
Liv and I stared at each other as Steph did her best to stifle her moans so the people around us didn’t know what was happening.
“Oh, god, Jacob. I am going to -” Steph moaned, pulling her towel into her mouth to suppress her screams.
Steph’s body grew limp. “Are you okay, baby?” I asked, concerned.
She looked back at me, grinning, “I have never felt better.”
The three of us chuckled at the insanity of what just happened.
As the day grew hotter, we decided to take a dip in the ocean to cool off. The water was warm and inviting, and we splashed each other playfully as we enjoyed the refreshing waves.
As we swam, I couldn’t help but feel my nerves tingling with excitement. Liv was being incredibly flirty with Steph and me, and I was caught up in the heat of the moment.
Liv splashed me playfully, her fingers grazing over my chest. I felt a jolt of electricity pass through me, and I couldn’t help but wonder if she knew the effect she was having on me.
Steph noticed my reaction and smiled, clearly enjoying the show. “Having fun, baby?” she asked, her voice low and sultry.
I nodded, my heart pounding with excitement. This was turning out to be one of the wildest vacations I had ever had.
Liv’s wet brown hair clung to her skin, making her bikini look even more revealing than before. Steph’s blonde hair was just as wet, and her bikini had also become clingy, making her erect nipples look pronounced.
As we waded out of the water, Liv playfully splashed water on Steph, who giggled and splashed her back. I watched them, mesmerized, as their bodies moved gracefully in the water.
“Jacob, come join us!” Liv called out to me. “Don’t be shy.”
I hesitated for a moment, feeling self-conscious about my erection. But Steph reached out her hand and pulled me towards her, her eyes shining with excitement.
“Come on, it’ll be fun,” she urged.
Feeling emboldened, I started splashing water on them too, and soon we were all laughing and having fun. Liv leaned over to me and ran her tiny hand across my chest, “You and Steph make such a cute couple. If only you weren’t my brother.”
I blushed, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement at her words. “Thanks, Liv,” I said, unsure what else to say.
Steph noticed the exchange and smirked. “What, are you trying to steal my man, Liv?” she joked.
Liv giggled. “Maybe I am,” she said, winking at me.
Liv and Steph were still giggling and joking as we returned to our chairs. They were both in a playful mood, and I couldn’t help but feel intimidated by their energy.
The rest of the day flew by in a blur of laughter and flirting. As the sun started to set, we headed back to our room, tired but exhilarated from the day’s adventures.
As we walked back to our room, I couldn’t help but notice the way Liv’s wet hair clung to her shoulders, the droplets of water glistening in the fading light. Steph’s hair was also slicked back from the water, and I found myself admiring the way her toned body looked in her skimpy bikini.
As the day turned to night, Liv and Steph came to me with a surprise. “We have a reservation at a lounge,” Liv said with a grin. “We’re going to dance the night away.”
I was exhausted, but after everything that happened on the beach, I wasn’t about Steph and Liv hit the clubs without me.
As the women got ready for the night out, I could hear giggles and whispers coming from the bathroom. I wondered what they were up to, but I didn’t dare interrupt them. After what seemed like hours, they finally emerged from the bathroom.
My breath caught in my throat as I took in their appearance. Liv and Steph looked absolutely stunning in their matching latex mini dresses that clung to their every curve, accentuating their already incredible bodies. The dresses were black and shimmered under the lights, making them look even more alluring.
“You both look amazing,” I managed to say, my eyes glued to their bodies.
“Thanks, Jacob,” Liv said with a smirk. “We knew you’d appreciate our outfits.”
Steph twirled around, giving me a full view of her dress. “What do you think?”
“I think I’m the luckiest man in the world,” I said, feeling a surge of desire for both of them.
“If you play your card right tonight, you may get even luckier,” Steph grinned.
Steph’s words echoed through my head the whole cab ride to the club. Would she really be willing to have sex in front of my sister? The thought drove me mad with lust.
As we arrived at the lounge, my nerves started to kick in. I felt a wave of anxiety wash over me at the thought of dancing with Steph and Liv in their latex outfits.
The club was a sensory overload; the music was pumping, the lights were flashing, and everywhere I looked, there were beautiful women in revealing outfits dancing and having a good time.
We made our way to the dance floor, and I started moving to the music. I felt a surge of excitement as I danced alongside Steph and Liv, feeling their latex outfits rubbing against me. I couldn’t help but feel a rush of desire as I watched them move, their hips swaying seductively to the beat of the music.
Liv and Steph were in their element, and I felt lucky to be dancing with them. They were both incredible dancers, moving their bodies in a way that left me in awe. I tried to keep up, matching their moves as best I could.
The crowd was wild, and the club was dark except for the neon lights that flashed above us. We were lost in the music, moving our bodies as the bass moved us. It was like we were in our own little world, the rest of the club fading away.
As we danced, sweat beaded on Steph’s forehead. The club was hot and crowded, and the energy of the party was palpable. But she didn’t seem to care. All she cared about was being with Liv and me and feeling our bodies against hers.
Liv and Steph were getting increasingly flirtatious, their movements growing more provocatively with each passing song. Steph ran her hands up and down Liv’s body, gently teasing her. My wife’s hands grazed over my sister’s amble bosom as Liv wrapped her arm around the back of Steph’s neck, pulling her in closer. They pressed their knees into each other’s pussies, as they rode each other’s thighs while moving to the beat.
I knew Liv liked dancing provocatively, but watching her practically fuck my wife on the dance floor, caused my pants to tighten in an almost uncomfortable way.
Their dresses clung to their bodies, the latex fabric hugging their curves like a second skin. As the tempo of the music increased, their movements became more frenzied and intense.
The sound of latex on latex filled the air, creating an almost electric sensation that sent shivers down my spine. As they moved closer and closer together, their bodies pressed against each other in a way that was almost too intimate to watch.
“It looks like my brother could use some attention,” Liv laughed, moving off my wife.
Steph grabbed my hand and pulled me close, shoving her body against mine.
“I want you,” Steph moaned.
I pushed my leg between my wife’s knees, grinding into her, the music pulsing through my bones. I pressed my thigh into Steph’s drenched pussy, realizing for the first time that night that she wasn’t wearing underwear.
“You are soaked,” I whispered to her.
She ground into me harder, “this latex is making me feel things I didn’t know were possible,” she growled.
Liv danced provocatively next to us. I was utterly entranced by her seductive movements. Liv’s body moved in perfect time with the music, every motion deliberate and sensual.
As she swayed to the beat, her hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves of her hips and waist and exploring the smooth latex fabric of her dress.
With every passing moment, Liv’s dancing became more and more daring. Liv molested her chest, tweaking her nipples, her mouth opening slightly as she moaned. She leaned back, her hands still roaming over her body as if in a trance, lost in the music and the heat of the moment.
I was shocked to see Liv openly play with her tits, but I couldn’t pull my eyes away.
As she danced, sweat beaded on her forehead. Her once-perfect hair was now a tangled mess stuck to her skin, only adding to her beauty and giving her a raw, unbridled look. But even with her disheveled hair, Liv was still the picture of seductive beauty.
Without thinking, I pulled my sister closer to me. I wrapped my hands around her waist, her legs slipping between mine. Liv pressed her hips into my leg, and for the first time ever, I felt my sister’s wet pussy. Like Steph, she also wasn’t wearing any underwear. It was then that I realized they had planned this whole thing.
I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I looked into Liv’s eyes, and I knew I was lost. I surrendered myself to my sister, letting her body guide my movements. Liv was practically soaked in sweat, her dress sticking to her. I could make out every curve of her body as I ran my hands up over the smooth texture of her latex dress, moving my body in sync with hers.
As we continued to dance, Steph moved closer to us, pressing her body against mine. She looked up at me with a mischievous grin and whispered in my ear, “You know, Liv, and I were talking about how hot it would be if we made out in front of you.”
My eyes widened in shock, unsure of what to say. Liv giggled and whispered in my other ear, “Don’t worry, we won’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”
The three of us continued to dance, the sexual tension between us palpable. I couldn’t help but feel turned on by the idea of my wife and sister making out in front of me. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t help how I felt.
Steph and Liv’s movements were almost primal in nature, their bodies responding to the music and the lewdness of the moment. They moved closer and closer together, their skin shimmering under the latex as Liv pulled Steph in for a kiss.
For a moment, it was as if the whole world had disappeared, and all that was left was the raw and untamed beauty of Liv and Steph’s making out while they danced. Their movements were like a symphony of pleasure and desire, each one responding to the other. Their hands ravished each other as they moved. It looked like they were practically fucking each other on the dance floor as they explored each other’s bodies.
“God, you two look amazing,” I said, panting slightly as I tried to catch my breath.
Liv grinned at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “We know. We bought these dresses just for you, Jacob,” she said, her voice sultry.
I felt a thrill of excitement at the thought of my wife and sister dressing up for me.
Suddenly, Steph grabbed my hand and pulled me into her.
“Jacob, we have a surprise for you,” she said, a mischievous smile on her face.
“I know what happened between you and Liv in college. Liv told me when we were out drinking the other week. That is why we planned this whole trip. I want the two of you to fulfill your fantasy. I want to see you fuck your sister,” Steph whispered, her voice raspy and lustful.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I looked at Steph, my mouth agape, unable to form words.
Liv just looked at me, chuckling, “Looks like the cat caught your tongue, big brother.”
“I can’t take it anymore,” Stephanie shouted, her breath hot against my skin. “Let’s get out of here.”
I nodded, feeling a surge of desire. We made our way through the crowded club, Liv trailing behind us. When we finally emerged onto the street, Stephanie turned to me, her eyes blazing.
“Take us back to the hotel,” she demanded, her voice urgent.
I nodded, feeling a rush of excitement. We hailed a taxi and climbed inside, our bodies pressed together in the back seat. As the car sped towards the hotel, Stephanie and Liv whispered hotly in my ear, telling me all the dirty things they wanted to do to me. Their bodies pressed against mine, their soft hands rubbing my thighs as they shared passing glances.
When we finally arrived at the hotel, I led them back to our room, feeling a rush of anticipation. I couldn’t wait to see what was in store for the three of us.
As we walked into the hotel room, my nerves returned. I wasn’t sure if I was ready for this, but the thought of being with Steph and Liv was too tempting to resist.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked, hesitant to take the next step.
“Yes, I’m sure,” replied Liv, looking at me reassuringly.
“Jacob, let this happen,” Steph said, pulling me in for a kiss.
Stephanie’s lips were soft and welcoming as she nibbled at my lips. I wrapped my arms around Steph, pulling her closer as we kissed deeply.
I traced my tongue over Steph’s lips, teasing her slightly, before parting them. Steph’s tongue hungrily massaged mine as I ran my hands through her messy hair.
As Steph and I continued to kiss, I couldn’t help but feel the material of her outfit adding to my excitement. The slick, shiny texture of the latex felt erotic and forbidden, and I wanted to explore every inch of Steph’s latex-covered body.
I ran her hands down my wife’s back, feeling the latex stretch and give under my touch. Steph moaned softly, pressing her latex-covered tits into me as we kissed. Even through the latex, I could feel Steph’s hard nipples as I teased her breast over the shiny fabric.
“I love when you play with my tits,” Steph moaned into my kiss.
“I’ll have to remember that,” Liv said, pulling Steph towards her and kissing her passionately.
As their lips met, their bodies pressed together, and their arms wrapped tightly around each other. I could feel the heat radiating off them, and the air around us seemed to pulse with their desire.
Their tongues danced together in a slow and sensual rhythm, each movement building upon the last. I could see the hunger in their eyes, the longing for each other that had been building all day.
I watched with wonder as my wife and sister made out before me. I was overwhelmed with desire, as my cock felt harder than it had ever felt before.
Liv’s hand wandered down Steph’s back, tracing the contours of her body while Steph’s fingers tangled in Liv’s hair, pulling her in closer. Their breathing grew ragged as their passion intensified, and I could see the need in their eyes.
As they kissed, the sound of their dresses rubbing together added another layer of sensuality to the moment. The sound of the latex was a soft, whispering rustle as their dresses glided against each other with every movement. The fabric seemed to amplify their every touch, making the women moan in delight.
As Liv and Steph pulled away from their passionate embrace, Liv turned to me, a smile spreading across her face. She reached out and took my hand, leading me towards her as Steph watched, her eyes filled with desire.
Liv brought me close to her, our bodies touching as she gazed into my eyes.
“I’ve wanted to do this ever since that night back in college,” Liv revealed.
Liv leaned in and kissed me deeply, her lips hungry and insistent. The feeling of my sister’s lips on mine after all these years flooded me with joy. As we lost ourselves in the moment, I couldn’t help but feel grateful that my wife had brought us together.
The sound of our kiss was loud and intense, a contrast to the soft and sensual sounds of Liv and Steph’s kiss.
I responded eagerly to Liv’s advances, my hands roaming over my sister’s body, exploring her soft curves and pulling her in even closer. Steph watched us intensely, her eyes flickering between us as we kissed.
I ran my hands over my sister’s sensitive latex-covered breasts. The feeling of the slick material on my skin heightened my senses, making every touch more intense.
I traced her taut nipples through the smooth fabric, pulling and twisting them as my sister moaned deeply into my kiss.
“Oh, Jacob,” Liv purred.
As Liv and I’s kiss finally ended, she turned to Steph with a mischievous glint in her eye. Their lips met with an intense hunger, and their hands roamed over each other’s bodies, exploring every inch of skin.
I watched them, transfixed by the sight of their passion.
As their hands moved lower, they began to undress each other, struggling to get the skin-tight latex off their sweaty bodies. The sound of the material stretching and pulling only added to the sexiness of the moment.
Finally, they succeeded in removing the dresses, revealing their naked, slick bodies to each other. The sight of them standing there, their bodies glistening with sweat, was almost too much to bear.
It was the first time I had ever seen Liv naked, and I couldn’t look away. She was breathtaking. All my years of fantasizing couldn’t prepare me for how sexy she actually was.
I was drawn to her, to the raw intensity of her desire. As Liv and Stephanie continued to touch and explore each other, I felt a surge of arousal building inside me.
Steph moved Liv to the couch and began to kiss down her body. Steph beckoned me to her, indicating that I should join the action.
I kissed Liv’s sweaty, salty skin, moving ever closer to her youthful breast. Liv’s breast sat high on her chest, almost defying gravity.
I blew air around her already erect nipple, causing it to become even tauter. I stuck out my tongue, circling her areola, before sucking her nipple into my mouth.
Liv gripped the back of my head, pulling me into her chest.
Steph saw the effect I was having on Liv and copied what I was doing on the opposite breast. Watching my wife play with my sister’s breasts alongside me almost made me cum in my pants.
“This is so wrong,” Liv moaned as she held Steph and mine heads close to her bosom.
Steph’s grazed her fingers along Liv’s toned stomach, making her way to her intended target.
As Steph’s fingers moved closer to Liv’s pussy I pulled away from Liv’s breasts and simply watched my wife in action.
Steph spread Liv’s legs as wide as she could before grazing her nails along the inside of Liv’s thighs.
Liv’s eyes rolled back into her head, her lips parted, as Steph skimmed the skin around Liv’s vulva with her fingers.
“Please, Steph,” Liv begged, her eyes filled with lust.
Steph fingers crept ever closer to my sister’s cunt, brushed it gently with the back of her hand before finally spreading Liv’s inflamed labia.
“Oh, yes,” Liv moaned, encouraging Steph to continue.
Steph moved her middle finger up and down my sister’s wet pussy, lubricating her finger with Liv’s sticky, slick pussy juices.
“I’ve never touched another woman’s pussy before,” Steph nervously admitted.
Liv ran her fingers through Steph blonde hair, cupped her face, and reassuringly told her, “You are doing great. That feels so good.”
That was all Steph needed to hear. She stroked her finger up and down Liv’s labia once more before gently circling Liv’s clit with her fingers.
Liv’s hips jerked forward as she moaned loudly. She reached for Steph’s legs pulling them open and ran her fingers over my wife’s needy cunt.
“Your fingers feel so good,” Steph moaned.
The two of them massaged each other’s clits as their lips met once again.
Liv placed her leg over my wife’s as she slid a finger into Steph’s tight cunt.
“Finger me, Steph. I need to be filled,” Liv instructed.
My wife didn’t waste a second, slipping one and then two fingers into Liv’s wanton pussy.
As I watched Steph and Liv make out, it was clear that the forbidden nature of our activities unleashed something primal in both women that I had never before seen. Their smooth legs intertwined as they pumped their fingers in and out of each other’s pussies.
The sound of wet pussies being fucked filled my ears while the scent of their arousal overwhelmed my nostrils.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I needed some relief. I pulled my pants down, lubed my hand with some spit, and began jerking off my throbbing cock. Pre-cum coated my fingers as I tugged up and down my dick, taking time to rub the underside of my head with every pass.
I couldn’t help but moan, causing Steph and Liv to stop what they were doing.
“Oh my god, your cock is so hard, Jacob,” Liv proclaimed, practically drooling. “I can’t believe you have been hiding this from me all these years.”
She beckoned me over with a come-hither gesture.
Liv eyes were glassy with lust as she reached her slim fingers out and wrapped them around my glistening cock.
The sensation of my sister finally touching my cock, after all these years made my hips jerk.
“Oh, Liv. I never imagined -” I groaned.
Steph slid off the couch and moved behind me, kissing my neck as my sister brought my cock closer to her supple lips.
“Can I?” Liv asked hesitantly, looking me in the eyes.
“I’ve dreamed of this moment for years,” I responded, nodding reassuringly.
Liv lifted my dick with her fingers, trailing her tongue along the underside of my cock before twirling her tongue around my cock-head. Liv caressed my cock with her delicate fingers while tracing her tongue along my veiny pole.
Steph grabbed my ass, pushing my hips towards my sister, “Take my husband’s cock into your mouth. I want you to get your brother’s cock ready to fuck me.”
Liv swirled her tongue around my cock once more, teasing the tip before sucking the head between her soft, welcoming lips.
“Yes!” I moaned, my knees almost buckling beneath me.
“I think he likes it,” Steph teased as she kneeled beside my sister to watch the incestuous action up close.
Liv dragged her tongue along the underside of my cock as she took me deeper down her throat, her hand gliding over my aching cock.
“That is so hot,” Steph exclaimed her tiny hand cupping and massaging my swollen balls.
Moments later, I looked Liv in the eyes begging for relief, “If you don’t stop now, I am going to cum.”
“Liv, get on the bed. Jacob, I need you inside me, now!” Steph commanded.
Liv climbed on the bed, and she spread her legs, exposing her wet, swollen cunt to my wife.
Steph got on all fours, nestling her head between my sister’s welcoming crotch.
Steph reached behind her, spreading her pussy lips for me.
My wife looked over her shoulder at me, “Please, Jacob. Fuck me!”
I grabbed Steph by her hips, pulling her ass and pussy towards me while I slid my cock into her warm tight cunt. Steph’s pussy gripped my cock, as I plunged my cock in and out of her tight pussy.
Steph wrapped her arms around my sister’s toned thighs pulling Liv’s pussy to her lips.
“Just do what you like,” Liv explained to Steph reassuringly.
As I pumped my cock into my wife’s cunt, I saw her lick pussy for the first time. Steph lapped at Liv’s dripping pussy with the broad side of her tongue, trying to taste as much of the pussy juice as she could.
“That feels great, Steph. Don’t forget to give my clit some attention,” Liv instructed.
Liv pulled and tweaked her nipples, grazing her fingers around her sensitive tits. My eyes met my sister’s as I pushed Steph into her crotch with every thrust.
“Harder, babe. I need you to fuck me harder,” Steph howled, momentarily pausing her pussy eating.
Steph sounded like she was in heat. Her voice was raspy, her breathing shallow, as I drove my cock harder into her cunt. Steph pushed her plump ass back, meeting my every movement.
I leaned forward, reaching around Steph’s hips, massaging her clit, as our sweat-drenched bodies glided against each other.
Liv gripped Steph’s hair, pulling it slightly. Liv’s body was shaking while animal-like noises escaped her wide open mouth. Liv’s chest was flushed, her body overheating. Steph ravished Liv’s pussy, circling her clit with her tongue, my sister’s face contorting with pleasure as an orgasm exploded out of her.
“Steph, I’m cumming!” Liv screamed.
A gush of wetness exploded out of Liv’s pussy, covering Steph’s lips and chin. My wife, who had never tasted pussy before, was drowning in pussy juice as I impaled her with my throbbing cock.
The smell of sex filled my nostrils. I could practically taste pussy; the smell was so overwhelming.
Seeing my sister come down from her orgasm, and watching her try to catch her breath, filled me with desire.
“I’m so close,” Steph gasped, her voice unsteady and breathless, her body quivering as she pushed against my cock forcefully.
Steph’s body shuttered, a throaty howl escaping her lips as she collapsed onto the bed before Liv.
I stroked my wife’s sweaty back while wriggling my cock out of her.
“Come here,” Liv said while caressing Steph’s hair and face pulling her in for a loving kiss.
Steph and Liv kissed like old lovers, holding each other tenderly, their breath slowly steadying.
I joined the two of them on the bed and nestled between them.
“That was beyond hot,” I exclaimed.
Liv and Steph chuckled at the absurdity of my comment.
“I can’t believe the two of you planned this whole thing,” I beamed.
Steph pulled me close and kissed me sweetly. My sister’s tangy pussy juices still covered Steph’s lips. I savored the taste of my sister’s pussy, licking around Steph’s mouth.
“When Liv told me what happened between the two of you in college, I didn’t know what to make of it at first, but then I saw sadness in her eyes as she spoke about you. It was clear that the two of you staying away from each other was hurting both of you,” Steph explained, tears welling in her eyes as she spoke.
Liv brushed the tears off Steph’s cheeks, hugging her tightly.
“That night together meant so much to me, Jacob. I was so in love with you and afraid of getting hurt that I just pulled away,” Liv cried.
I cradled my sister in my arms, “I am so sorry, Liv. I never meant to hurt you. I pulled away because I was worried that no one would understand how we felt about each other.”
The three of us held each other for what seemed like hours. The love between us emanated from our every pour.
After a while, Steph finally spoke, “I think it is time the two of you consummated your love.”
I cupped Liv’s face, pulling her in for a kiss. This wasn’t a kiss of brother and sister, but of two lovers who hadn’t seen each other in years. Liv’s passion flowed through her lips as she held me close.
My hands trailed down my sister’s side, savoring the feeling of her smooth skin. Once I reached her breasts, I lingered, enjoying the soft pillowy flesh. I grazed my finger along the underside of her sensitive breasts as Liv arched her back, pressing her breasts against my palm.
I slipped Liv’s taut nipple between my fingers, gently tugging and pinching them.
“Look at her eyes, Jacob. She is really enjoying what you are doing,” Steph smiled.
I took note of the big smiles on Steph and Liv’s faces and delicately dragged my fingers along Liv’s toned stomach.
As Liv and I kissed, I couldn’t help but feel the intensity building between us. Her body pressed against mine as I felt her hands run through my hair.
As I pulled her closer, I felt her legs spreading apart, inviting me in. It was as if her body was sending me a clear message, and I couldn’t resist my sister.
Finally, after all these years, I was about to touch my sister’s pussy. My heart thumped, sweat beaded on my forehead, and a nervous excitement coursed through my body.
I teased the sensitive skin around my sister’s pussy, getting her body warmed up before spreading her swollen labia.
My cock pulsed as I touched her pussy for the first time. The slick wetness of her cunt coated my finger as I trailed up her lips to her inflamed button.
My sister let out an audible gasp as my fingers grazed her clit, circling it lightly. Liv gyrated her hips, pushing her pussy into my fingers.
“I think it is time the two of you finally had sex,” Steph excitedly said.
Liv looked at me longingly as our eyes met.
“I love you,” she said as Steph took hold of my cock, guiding me into my sister for the first time.
“I love you too, and I have for a very long time,” I responded, my hand caressing her face.
Liv’s pussy gripped my cock as I entered her. There was something so natural about fucking my sister. Everything that happened between us over the years led to this moment.
I slowly moved my cock in and out of Liv, my pubic bone grinding against her clit with every thrust.
I nuzzled my head into her neck as she grabbed my back, digging her nails in. With every thrust, Liv let out a guttural moan, letting me know she was enjoying this as much as I was.
This felt different than the sex we were just having with Steph. Liv and I were making love. I felt a safety with my sister that permeated every cell in my body.
Steph rubbed her hands over my back, letting me know she was there and supporting what was happening. I felt very blessed to have these two incredible women in my life.
Liv gyrated her hips into my crotch, her soft velvety wetness enveloping my hard cock. This felt better than anything I could have ever imagined.
I kissed her passionately, our tongues interlacing, everything around us disappearing as we were caught up in our lovemaking.
The sounds of our moans and our bodies slapping filled the room. Liv wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper into her. My cock was fully embedded in her warm tight pussy. I rotated my hips, grinding my pelvic bones into her clit, my hands grabbing her ass.
“Oh, god, fuck me, Jacob. I can’t believe I’m fucking my brother,” Liv yelled; her body shuddered violently, her nails embedding themselves in my back.
Liv erupted over my hard swollen cock, as I continued to fuck her through her orgasm.
My sister looked flush, her heart racing and her breath short. Her cheeks were red, with a rosy glow as she came down from her orgasm.
I knew I wouldn’t last much longer and was trying to delay the inevitable. I slowed my strokes, inching my cock in and out of Liv’s tight cunt.
Steph could tell that I was close. She leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Liv and I talked, and we want you to cum inside her. Don’t worry; Liv is on birth control. We need you to fill her cunt with your hot sperm. Consummate your relationship. Cum in your sister.”
I looked at Liv inquisitively. She simply nodded in response.
I moved slowly and steadily, Liv matching my pace as the heat in my body rose. I thrust in and out of my sister’s tight wet pussy, feeling it enveloping me and pulling me in with every push.
I clutched Liv’s body, filling her pussy with my hot sticky seed.
Steph pushed me off of Liv, wrapped her arms around my sister’s sweaty thighs, and dove into her cum drenched cunt. I was shocked by my wife’s depraved actions as she licked and sucked my cum out of Liv’s pussy. A combination of pussy juice and semen coated Steph’s tongue and dripped down her chin as she made sure she lapped up every drop she could.
Liv took Steph by her hands, pulling her on top of her. Their breast pressed together as their lips met with an intensity I had never seen. As I watched Steph and Liv kiss, it was like time slowed. Their lips met softly at first, but the kiss quickly deepened as Steph’s hand moved to the back of Liv’s neck, pulling her closer. Their tongues danced together as they shared my cum between them.
Steph pulled me closer, and I joined the intimate kiss, tasting my cum for the first time. It felt like the final act that would cement the bond between us.
We lay in bed together, holding each other lovingly for the rest of the night. While I didn’t know what would happen when we got home, I knew nothing would ever be the same.