5 comments/ 68752 views/ 7 favorites Hot Vacation By: musicguy2003 a true story It was one of the warmer Augusts here in Southern California that I can remember. My lovely wife and I were both eager to escape from our jobs and head off for a long over due vacation in the mountains. The mountains were where we felt like we belonged. We surely didn't feel we belonged here in this push and shove city where if you didn't work a minimum of 50 hours a week, you just weren't part of the team and were made to feel substandard and lazy. We were desperate to leave all that behind us, if only for a couple of weeks. We'd let the system beat us down and demoralize us. We spent Friday evening after work rushing around trying to pack the truck with camping gear and provisions. There seemed no end to all the loose ends that need to be dealt with when you plan to be out of touch for two weeks. The atmosphere at home wasn't much different than the rat race we'd let consume us over the last year. We were the ideal couple in most people's eyes. We were soul mates, lovers and best of friends. Most of the time our passionate little world was well defended from the ugliness out there. We weren't at our best that evening. We were critical, impatient and downright grouchy. The trip wasn't sounding like much fun. For some reason we were burdened by all the stuff that we felt we were leaving undone. We were sure the world would crumble without us. Luckily, we had made expensive reservations for some white water rafting and felt that we had to go through with it. We packed and sniped at each other until late in the evening. We quietly went to bed and slept. The next morning, it all started again. We ran around trying to finish getting ready and trying to stay out of each other's way. It wasn't till mid morning that we finally headed off down the road in a truck with no air conditioning and a forecast of temperatures in excess of 100-degrees. We drove six or seven hours through the Southern California desert stopping only for gas and a quick fast-food lunch. The drive was, as you can imagine quite miserable. I think we both spent much of the drive thinking about our jobs and the mess that would be waiting for us when we returned to them. What were we doing out here in the middle of the hot desert?!! When we finally arrived at our destination, we decided to find our campground and call it an evening. We were surprised to find the campground almost deserted. There were a few people, but everybody was spread out. I think everybody in the campground probably had a bathhouse to himself or herself. Like everyone else, we decided to make as much room between humanity and us as we could. We sat up camp quickly, Then sat around the fire ring eating cold sandwiches. "To damn hot for a fire!!!" It soon began getting dark, I guess it was probably around 8 O'clock. The darkness brought some relief from the heat, but it still wasn't comfortable. We were still questioning why we'd come. After a short period of staring at the empty fire ring in dull silence. My lovely wife stood up, walked over to the truck, pulled her bathing stuff out and said that she was going to take a shower. She asked, "Its kinda dark, do you want to walk me to the shower?" I said, " sure, I could use a shower too." We walked down the little trail to the shower and found it completely deserted. The showers were in this little cinder block building with a men's side and a woman's side. Each side had been designed with a small restroom area and one huge shower. The lighting was very inadequate and we had only one flashlight. We were standing in the doorway of the woman's side when my wife said. "Looks like nobody is here, Why don't you take a shower with me?" That was the very first hint of how fun the trip was going to be. I of course jumped at the idea, but I could never quite be sure her invitation meant what I hoped it meant. The shower was actually a large concrete room with a showerhead at the one end and bench seating attached to the wall and wrapped around one of the corners at the opposite end. There was no door, just an opening into the restroom area. We put our stuff on the bench, and she started to disrobe. I just stood and watched. I always enjoy watching her undress, She is so damn beautiful. She is Filipina/Latina, which gives her a very different look. Everywhere we go people are always trying to guess her ethnic roots. Usually they guess Polynesian. I can see that, with her long beautiful silky dark brown hair and perfect brown skin. You could put her in nothing but a grass skirt and you would think I had kidnapped her off of one of the pacific islands. She was gloriously naked now as she turned to me with her hands on her hips and said, "Well, aren't you going to take a shower?" I quickly undressed, as she figured out how the water worked. As I remember, hot water was completely unimaginable since what came out of the cold water tap was luke warm. The water felt great, we both just stood there for a time enjoying the water mixing with the night air to cool us down. The longer we stayed there, the more relaxed we became and the less worried we were about getting caught. My wife picked up the soap and proceeded to wash me from head to toe. She touched every inch of me except the one part of me that most desired to be touched. That part stood stiff, swollen and throbbing, impatiently waiting his turn. For some reason, the soap we were using made a great deal of suds. This inspired my wife's creative side. She proceeded to shape the suds into various designs on my chest and then stepped back and giggled at her artistry. All the while ignoring the throbbing weapon that was aimed right at her. When her game was over, she handed me the soap and said. "It's your turn" I leaped at the opportunity to explore her glorious treasures. She teasingly waved a finger at me and cautioned restraint. She encouraged me to go slow. Wow, this was fun. I attempted to follow her lead; I turned her around and started washing her beautiful satiny shoulders and neck. Then, I slowly washed her arms all the way to her fingertips. I moved downward from her shoulders, scrubbing, massaging and planting kisses as I went. Not missing a spot. I dropped to my knees and placed both my hands on her firm ass cheeks. I kneaded them firmly and then gently nibbled on them. I moved to her beautiful well-shaped thighs. She slightly parted her legs to allow better access. As I washed the inside of her thighs I tested the rules a bit and stretched out my index finger and gently stroked her beautiful pussy, focusing on her clit. She moaned in approval and let me continue for a few moments. She then shifted and said "now now, not so fast" in a teasing tone. I continued on and washed her legs and beautiful feet. I turned her around and washed her face and alternately kissed her delicious lips. I kissed her passionately then continued downward washing that glorious neck. . I lingered awhile washing her perfect breasts. Her nipples hardened. I decided to get artistic myself. I remember making her a bikini out of nothing but soapsuds. She once again counseled moderation as I covered her pubic hair with soapsuds. I stepped back and admired my work; we both laughed out load. The magic was back!! She gave me a sexy smile and once again took control of the soap saying that I obviously couldn't be trusted to go any further. I stood back and watched her wash her beautiful pussy and her legs. She looked up a few times to make sure I was paying attention. My cock stood patiently at attention this whole time, begging to be noticed. Once she finished washing, I wasn't real sure what she was going to do. With soap in hand she stepped up to me and put her soapy hand on my throbbing dick. "At last!!!!" She wrapped her fingers around my swollen cock and started stroking me with long deliberate strokes. She enjoyed the power she had over me at the moment. I tried to stand straight and motionless. She would occasionally look up at me with a devilish smile. I was in heaven. She then put both hands on me and continued to stroke me faster and faster. I felt I was close to cuming, but was spending allot of energy just standing. She all at once stopped her stroking and turned to the water to rinse the soap from her hands. She cupped her hands together and filled them with water. She turned back to me and splashed the water on me to rinse off the suds that covered much of my body. She repeated this again and again until I was completely rinsed. She placed her hand around the base of my cock, bent over and sucked about half of my throbbing post down her throat. My GOD!!!! that felt good. She slid her lips up and down my shaft and occasionally twisted her head from side to side. I was overwhelmed with pleasure. She pulled her beautiful lips off my cock and proceeded to lick the underside of it from base to head. At this point she stood up straight and again gently stroked me. She looked up into my eyes and said "so?" With one word and a look I knew what she was saying. She was handing control over to me. She was saying "get creative and please me. " I immediately bent over her. I put my hands on the back of her thighs and raised her straight in the air. We could now look at each other eye to eye. She wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. I could feel the heat of her pussy on my stomach. We kissed passionately. I took three steps forward and pressed her back against the cool brick wall. My lips clamped on to her delicious neck and nibbled up and down. I moved her hips with my arms to align her sweet hot pussy with my stiff heat-seeking missile. I rubbed and poked my dick against her pussy until I found my delicious target and pressed myself into her. I felt her stretch around me. In three of four strokes, I was all the way in her. My balls pressed against her ass. As I looked into her lustful eyes, I started taking long strokes in and out of her. She was so incredibly wet. The playful smile was gone, It had been replaced with the serious lust filled look of a wild animal. I had been teased to long, I now fucked her hard and selfishly. She held tightly to my shoulders, her breasts pressed against by chest. Our bodies slipped almost frictionless against each other as I fucked her. Our skin was well lubricated by the water and the soap. I now supported almost her entire weight (barely 100 LBS) with my arms. The water from the shower was beating down on us. I fucked her hard using every muscle in my body. My hard throbbing cock sliding deep into her cunt. My shoulders started to feel the pain of exhaustion. My arms were week and started to betray me. I cursed them, I didn't want to stop. She was just getting started. With the strength I left. I carried her over to the benches that were attached to the wall. I sat her feet down on the bench. In the process of rearranging ourselves, my dick reluctantly slipped out of her. Her pussy was now to high for me to reach, she put her toes on the edge of the bench, bent her knees and slid her back down the wall. She grabbed my throbbing cock and guided me into her. I pushed it up her deep and hard. I again started to fuck her. I was close to cumming and from the look on her face she was ready too. I picked up the pace and was slipping in and out of her at a feverish rate. It was now time to let loose, and I did!!! I started shooting my cum straight up into her. Her sweet pussy clutched at my cock again and again. Once the orgasms were over, She stood up straight and I collapsed onto her. My head right between her beautiful breasts. We wrapped our arms around each other and struggled to get our breath back. I looked up at her and kissed her. Our eyes met and we both grinned from cheek to cheek. A few minutes later, we were back in the water splashing each other and showering off again. I surveyed the room for how we could have improved our action. I told her that I had some other ideas. She gave me a playfully disgusted look and called me a nasty boy. We finished our shower, got dressed and went back to the campsite. The grumpiness was gone and we didn't give a damn about the jobs we'd left behind. We were the playful lovers again. Day 2 The next morning we got up early and met up with the rest of the folks that were to go whitewater rafting with us. We were given the option of taking one of the kayaks or riding in the bigger raft. I opted for the kayak and she went with a group in the raft. It was great fun. We all traveled down the river at the same time, so it was easy to keep an eye on how each other was doing. At one tricky bend in the river, they lost control of the raft and several people got bounced out. My wife, being one of them. It was nerve racking for a few moments, but we were able to get everybody to shore safely. I'll say again that my wife is a beautiful woman, the perfect picture of a Polynesian princess. She made the best of this very sexy one piece black bathing suit, but usually wore a tee-shirt over it. As she stood on the shore with the others, she was of course very wet and cold. I remember the picture perfectly as she pulled off the tee shirt revealing her every curve. Her cold nipples stood out distinctively and the shape of her bush was obvious. Every curve was highlighted. Every man on the river that day was pleasantly stunned. From the other side of the river I watched a buff young tour guide reluctantly hand her a towel. I was incredibly proud of her at the moment. Especially as I remembered the night of passion spent fucking this woman the night before. The other men could only dream about it. At the moment, I was sure that they were all dreaming just that. The day had been great fun. There were no more doubts as to whether or not we should of come or not. Throughout out the day at every chance I got, I would tell her that I really felt like a shower. When she didn't ignore me. She would give me that you must be crazy look. That evening back at the campsite, we made some dinner and discussed plans for the next day. She got up and said. "So, are we going to take a shower?" I immediately gave her that hungry animal look. She waved her finger at me and said " I said a shower! you naughty boy, You're going to have to behave". I of course had no credibility at the moment. I would promise anything. But, She knew that. We once again took the hike to the woman's showers and once again it was deserted. We stripped down and got the water running. Like every time I get the opportunity, I marveled at her nakedness. I thought about the fantasies she had fired up in the men back at the river. I was hard before I got my pants off. " Damn. I'm a lucky man." I thought to myself. She took the shower pretty serious and got down to washing herself and her hair. I was left to fend for myself. Although I was on my best behavior my cock once again stood at stiff attention. She gazed at my throbbing soldier a few times and just shook her head at me. I did get the opportunity to wash her back and shoulders, but she took over after that. Once we were finished showering, we dried off and stood there naked. I felt that we were at a point were things could go either way. I was desperately thinking to myself, " come on, give me the signal!!!" She looked around the room and said with a naughty smile. " Ok, what was that great Idea you had? Yes!!!!! I screamed in my head!!". I smiled at her and told her to "come on". I lead her over to the corner of the room where the benches met at a 90-degree angle. I helped her up on the bench. She started to get into the position that she had been in the night before, but I held her hips and twisted her around to where she was facing the corner. She said in her sexiest voice. "Oh, you nasty boy!!". I took her hands and placed one on the windowsill and the other on a towel hook. She moaned in anticipation. Starting at her shoulders, I started planting kisses everywhere. My hands reached around her and fondled her perfect breasts. She moaned in approval. Her beautiful wet skin glistened in the moonlight. I then slid one hand down her abdomen and parted her pussy lips as I stroked her clit. She ground herself on my fingers. My stiff cock rubbed on her leg. I could already tell that she was really horny. She moaned and moved more than she normally did. She reached down between her legs in a search for my cock. I made sure that she found it. She stroked it a couple of times and then pulled me too her pussy. God I was hot. I was not going to show any mercy, I needed to fuck her bad. She placed the head of my dick on her cunt and started pulling me inside as she bent her knees to ease herself down on me. Her hot pussy felt so incredible. I looked forward to a second night of fucking this incredible Cunt. I slipped in her quite easy since she was so hot and wet. Damn!!!!!! I thought. I was about an inch short of being all of the way in her. We tried to adjust, but weren't having much luck until, in a stroke of genius I lifted my right foot and placed it on the bench beside hers. "OHHH!!!" she said as I slipped easily all the way up her. My balls pressed against her clit and her sweet pussy lips were at the very base of my cock. To this day I shudder when I think of that one moment, slipping all the way up her. Just as I was prepared to start fucking her hard, she said "Wait! Let me do it, stay still." It was a shock to my system, but I always love it when she gets creative. I said, "Ok, baby". She started to move. Oh god this felt great. She was in this position where she didn't have to carry her weight with her arms. She just used them for balance. Her knees were only slightly bent and didn't have to do much of the work. She found that she could just rock back and forth using mostly her hips. She was thrilled. She was experiencing a sense of freedom that she'd never felt before. She was so excited. On other occasions she would often start out full of fire but would soon get tired and signal me to take over. I was sure that this again would be the case. Something was different this time. She found her rhythm. Again and again she plunged herself down on me pulling her sweet pussy all the way to the head of my dick and then plunging herself down again to the base. She became more and more confident, more and more comfortable, Hotter and hotter. I was wondering when she was going to let me take over, but she fucked me and fucked me. My dick felt so hard and so huge as she selfishly pleased herself. It all felt so good that I couldn't just be a bystander and tried to start matching her rhythm by ramming my throbbing dick in her pussy. She abruptly said " NO!!!, stay still!!!" I once again followed orders and stood there stiffly, allowing her to use my cock for her pleasure. I'd never seen her quite like this. She was lost in some sexual abandon. I loved watching her loose her self, but fought my selfish desire to take over and finish her immediately. I knew this was special for her and struggled to do it her way. She changed her rhythm. She pulled her pussy all the way to just below the head of my dick and took three or for short strokes as she squeezed tightly. She would then take one long deep stroke all the way down my shaft. Time and time again she repeated the same sequence. I don't know how I held on. I was going insane with pleasure. All at once, she stepped up the pace. She was now whimpering and taking the full length of my dick with every stroke. The sounds of hot sex echoed off the concrete walls. She slammed herself down the base of by dick and let out a sharp and loud Ohhhh!!!! Hot Vacation We were on vacation with my daughter and her husband of three years. My wife and I both really liked Matt and Amber was very happy in her marriage. We had rented a condo for a week and found out we had a two-bedroom so we asked them if they wanted to join us. Our son was going to be at summer school and wouldn't be able to attend. Amber and Matt jumped at the chance. We settled in on Saturday evening and took a drive around the city and found a nice place for dinner. That was where things started to change. My wife, Tammy, has always been very reserved sexually. Behind our closed bedroom door was the only place she ever got the least bit wild and that still left a lot to be desired for me, but since she was a good woman and there were lots of other things that were great about her I just lived with a less-than-exciting sex life with her. I spent a lot of time reading erotic stories online to supplement my active imagination and did a lot of masturbating to keep from going crazy in between the every-other-week times with Tammy. My favorite kind of story was wifeslut. It really turned me on to fantasize about my wife fucking and sucking others in front of me. I was certain it would never happen but I still spilled a ton of cum into Kleenex dreaming of seeing her mouth full of cock while I watched. Anyway, back to our vacation. Matt was paying a lot of attention to Tammy. He held her chair for her when she sat and complimented her appearance and made a couple of mentions about her being sexy. Normally, Tammy would have laughed off that kind of talk. Any time I say those things, she just tells me I am crazy and pays very little attention, but tonight, she seemed to hang on every nice thing Matt said to her. Amber even seemed to egg him on by agreeing with him and even asking me if I agreed. I spent the entire dinner wondering if I was with the same woman I left home with. I know people let go on vacation, but I had never experienced this in over 25 years of marriage with Tammy. I was in a trance of sorts as I watched what progressed into a bit of flirting. I can't even tell you one thing that was talked about during dinner. It was like everything was going on in a different world. We left the restaurant and headed back to our rooms and we all turned in early, tired from a long flight. The next morning we all trickled out of our bedrooms one at a time, into the living area. I was first then Matt. He and I talked about everything and nothing. Both of the gals love their sleep and it was getting up in the day. He and I decided to walk around the resort to find out what we might enjoy doing. During the walk he asked me how things were with me and Tammy. I was shocked, especially after what I thought was his forward talking to my wife the night before. I told him things were good and wondered why he was asking. "No reason, just some things Amber has said made me wonder if her mom was OK." I was confused. "What has Amber said?" I didn't think anything was wrong with my wife but then sometimes she wouldn't share things with me if they were female problems. "Nothing really. She asked me once after talking to Tammy if I thought her mom was happy. I didn't know what to think about that. Weird, huh?" The next thing I knew we were walking around the gigantic pool and scoping out good spots not far from the bar and planning our day and week. Nothing more was said about my wife or her being happy or his flirting with her the night before. We went back to the room and the gals were up finally and we fixed some breakfast in the room and planned out our day. We spent some time at the pool and I did notice that Matt watched Tammy some in her bathing suit and complimented her on how she looked and she told him he was silly and that was the end of it. I began to relax and think it was all innocent. We were enjoying our week and on Tuesday night the resort had a dance and we were having a great time dancing and drinking and I even liked watching as Matt danced with Tammy. The evening moved along and when the dance was over Amber said we should find a bar close that had dancing. We asked around and no one knew of one close and since we were all pretty well drunk I didn't want to drive to find one so we decided to walk a block to the liquor store and get some beer and play cards back in our room. I thought we were going to get thrown out of the liquor store we were so loud and acting like drunks. On the walk back to the room Tammy stumbled and Matt caught her and as he did his hand grabbed her full on one of her boobs. We all froze for just a second and then Tammy stood up and we all laughed so hard we couldn't go on for a minute. We finally got back to the room and Amber mentioned a couple of times about her husband feeling up her mom. They were all laughing about it but I was feeling a flood of emotions about what had happened. I thought of all the stories I had read and jerked off to of slutwives allowing their bodies to be used in front of their husbands. I wasn't sure I wanted my son doing it but I did have an erection as I thought of the picture of his hand firmly on her breast and holding her. On the other hand though, I was thinking about how if I had touched her breasts in public in an innocent way such as that she would have been pissed at me and told me to stop it and not mention it again. I finally chalked it up to her drinking and nothing more. We started playing cards and drinking with Matt playing bartender. He made sure we always had a drink in front of us and soon we were all very smashed. Tammy decided she wanted to get out of her dress into something more comfortable. Amber said that sounded like a good idea. I figured Tammy would come back with her flannel PJs but I was pleasantly surprised she came back in wearing her silk robe and apparently nothing under it. I also noticed she was still wearing her stockings, which had my cock very hard as I tried to remember if which panties she had worn that evening and hoping maybe she took them off too. Amber opted for a more conservative look wearing a terrycloth robe and when she saw Tammy she said, "All right, Mom. That is what I call a robe." She hugged her mom and I thought I saw her hand brush across Tammy's breast although I was probably dreaming and hoping more than anything. "Doesn't Mom look great, Matt?" I could have swore she winked at him when she asked. "Oh yes, she looks great. It is easy to see where you get your good looks and body dear." He hugged my daughter and kissed her hard on the mouth and it was obvious they were tongueing each other right in front of us. Tammy put her arm around me and I kissed her also. I wanted so badly to rub her breasts or crotch but controlled myself in front of my daughter, although I did run my hand over her ass and I was thrilled to find her without panties. I was hard immediately. One of the hottest thing for me is to know my wife isn't wearing panties and I didn't care that she was that way in front of the kids. We sat back down and started playing cards again. I felt some moving under the table but just figured Amber and Matt were getting frisky since my wife never would do anything like that in public. A couple of times I felt a stocking covered foot on my leg and I was surprised but happy to feel that. Maybe the drinks were loosening up my wife and we would have some hot sex later. As we played on there were many times I thought Tammy was very distracted and I was always having to remind her what was trump and what was led. She normally is a very good player so I figured that she was just really drunk. I felt her foot again rubbing my leg and I slipped my shoe off and started working my foot on hers only to find other legs across the table. Apparently there was some hot footsie play with my daughter and her husband. I bumped my foot into my daughter's and pulled back quickly, embarrassed to have interupted them. She just laughed at being caught and catching me trying to do the same thing. "Oh Dad, don't be embarrassed. Everyone likes a little footsie now and then." "Yeah Don, it's cool," Matt said as he patted me on the shoulder. "I don't blame you either. I would be doing the same if I were you." Tammy punched him in the shoulder and gave him a stern look. "How can you say that right in front of me?" He looked shocked and glanced to me and Amber before saying, "Hell, Tammy it is true. A man should want his wife especially when she is as sexy as you." He turned to me, "I didn't mean to offend anyone." He started to get up and leave but Tammy pulled his arm and had him sit back down. "I am sorry, I just was embarrassed. I haven't heard anyone but Don say anything like that for years." He sat back down but she didn't take her hand off his arm. The cards were dealt and I noticed Matt's right hand was under the table a lot. I also noticed that when it was under the table, Tammy was very distracted. Another game was finished with the kids beating us old folks, something that would not happen if I was sober. Matt was gloating a bit, in a good natured way, then asked if we should play for some kind of stakes. Tammy quickly agreed and asked what he had in mind. "I don't know, we could play for money or maybe losers do a truth or dare?" I was the only one shocked by his comment but both of the gals were very ready and Tammy said, "Sure, why not? It isn't like you are going to beat us again anyway." There was lots of laughing and trash-talking about who was going to beat who. The cards were dealt and we one. I looked to Tammy. "You want a truth or a dare for them?" She thought for a moment and finally asked some innane question and Amber answered whatever it was. I only know I was quite disappointed that it wasn't something sexual since there was a high tension in the air and I was sure there was a sexual motivation for Matt wanting to do the truth or dare. This went on for the next 30 minutes and there were questions answered about cheating on taxes and tests in school and I was getting bored with it all. We won the next hand and Tammy insisted I chose a question to be answered. I looked at my daughter and asked, "Was Matt your first?" I got a kick under the table from my wife. "Damn you Don, that is none of your business." She looked at Amber and said, "Don't answer that." She looked back at me and said, "You should be ashamed of yourself." "Mom, its ok." Amber looked at me and asked, "First what?" Now I was the one on the spot. How much did I want to know? I looked at Matt and he gave me the well-old-man-just-how-much-you-want-to-know look. I gulped and said, "Um...well were you a virgin for him?" She laughed and said, "Oh yes, Daddy, what kind of a girl did you think you raised?" I was nervous and tried to laugh it off. The only one who seemed bothered by it was me. Tammy laughed with her about knowing she had been a good girl growing up. Matt said, "I don't know how good she was. She was a virgin but she was still pretty fun to be with." I felt a kick under the table and then the kids both laughed about it. We lost the next hand and Matt looked at Tammy and asked the same question I had asked his wife. She looked at him and didn't say anything for a minute. "What do you think, smartypants?" He took a long drink and said, "I think you were." "Well, you are right but I had lots of offers before I met your father." I thought it odd that she was talking only to him as if Amber and I weren't even in the room. "Have you had any since?" he asked, looking right at her. "Win another hand and maybe I will tell you." She grabbed up the cards and started dealing. Matt was obviously excited by her answer and even mentioned to Amber they needed to win the next hand. The stakes had definately been raised. We won and I insisted on asking something not sexual. I wasn't wanting to kill the mood totally but I was so hard in my pants that it was uncomfortable and I hoped to cool off. I am not sure if I wanted to hear if my wife had cheated on me or not but I certainly got harder when she intimated there might be a hot story if she was asked. We won the next two hands and on the second question, Amber said she would rather take a dare than answer. I didn't even hear the question so I don't know what she was hiding but Tammy said, "OK, go out on the balcony and lean over the rail and let your robe fall open and stand there five minutes no matter who is looking." I was shocked. I couldn't believe my wife was asking for this and I was further shocked when my daughter walked out onto the deck and turned her back to us and we saw the robe fall open. I couldn't believe I actually wanted to see what was under it. Matt was clapping and whistling and Tammy was laughing. I seemed to be the only one not enjoying. It seemed like an eternity but finally Tammy told her she could come back in. She closed her robe before turning around and rejoining us but her nipples were hard and showing through the robe. I was sure there was nothing under her robe. I got harder. We finally lost the next hand and Amber and Matt argued over whether they should ask a question or make Tammy do what she had just been made to do. Finally Matt won out and asked Tammy, "Well, has there been any other men since you got married?" Tammy took a long swig of her drink and slowly set it back down on the table and looked away from all of us and said, "No other man has ever fucked my pussy." There was stunned silence. My wife NEVER uses that kind of language. Finally, Amber nevously laughed and Matt said, "OK! I think I know what you tried not to say." It was at that point that I realized how carefully she had chosen her words. I didn't think it was possible but my cock was even harder now. Was there something to how she answered. Had other men done things to her short of intercourse? Had there been women? Had she had her ass fucked? I couldn't concentrate anymore. I deliberately misplayed the next hand. I wanted to hear what Matt would ask and more importantly, what Tammy would answer. As soon as the last card fell, Matt said, "Has a man ever fucked you other than your pussy?" I expected a kick from my daughter but she seemed to be hanging on for the answer just like me and Matt. "Do I have to answer?" She didn't look at me but directly at Matt. "No, you can take a dare if you want." She grinned, "That might be worse, wouldn't it?" She thought for a moment and said, "OK, I will take your dare." "Take off your robe!" He didn't even hesitate a second and he looked her directly in the eyes. There was no response from Amber or me and Tammy reached up and slid the robe off her shoulders, leaving her sitting there topless. The robe fell over the chair. I was stunned and excited all at once. My almost-frigid wife was letting her daughter and her husband see her tits and in front of me. I so needed to get my cock out of my pants but didn't want anyone hearing the zipper. The silence was deafening. Finally Tammy grabbed up the cards and said, "Your deal, Matt." He fumbled with the cards, obviously not wanting to take his eyes off her tits. He finally dealt the cards and we one that hand. Tammy didn't hesitate for a second and ordered Matt, "Take off your pants." I slow smile crossed his lips and he stood and unfastened them and let them fall to the floor. His bulge was very evident and also the size of his cock was as well. He stood for just a minute then Amber grabbed the cards and said, "Oh sit down and play cards. Here Dad, deal them." I had as much trouble dealing as Matt had on the previous hand and I noticed that there was something going on under the table. Matt scooted his chair up very close and I noticed Tammy's hand missing. I don't know if I was hoping or dreading but I was sure she was reaching for his cock. We lost that hand and Amber asked, "Mom, what was your hand doing under the table?" Her mother looked over at her and boldly said, "I was touching his cock." "I knew it," Amber was smiling and then Matt smiled a big grin and scooted his chair back a little and I could see my wife's hand on his cock that had worked its way out of his boxers. He was at least 8 inches long and bigger around than me and her hand looked so small on it. She was jerking him in front of us. I was loving it. He closed his eyes and humped at her hand a bit. She started jerking him a little faster then I nearly fainted as she slipped out of her chair onto the floor in front of him. He spread his legs and she leaned forward and I watched the woman, who I always had to beg to suck me, willingly put that big cockhead in her mouth. He moaned loudly and laid his head back as she sucked his cock. She slowly bobbed up and down on it, getting it wet and licking all around. Suddenly I felt a hand on my thigh and realized my daughter was touching me. She scooted her chair closer to me and whispered, "I want to get a better view." Her hand moved up my thigh until she rubbed my hard cock through my pants. Tammy was bobbing up and down harder and her tits were flopping. It was a beautiful site. I was so excited to see this and yet somehow I felt it was so wrong for them to do it in front of me. I was so excited I didn't even realize Amber had unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out. She was jerking me as her mother sucked on her husband's cock. I wanted to close my eyes and enjoy the feeling but I didn't want to miss any of the show my wife was putting on. She raised up and slipped his slick cock between her tits and fucked it with them. She squeezed them tightly around his hard shaft and I knew how good they felt for him. I looked over at my daughter and she too had taken off her robe and I was blessed to see her hot, young body and her hand working up and down my shaft. Suddenly Matt grunted and shot huge spurts of cum all over Tammy's tits and face. She held his cock tightly with her tits and milked him as his cum dripped off her cheek and chin. Then she sucked the last of his cum from his cock which barely softened. Amber pushed the table away from me and got on her knees and took my cock in her mouth. I couldn't believe all the sensations I was feeling. The view of my wife's face with another man's cum dripping off it and my daughter sucking my cock. I lasted all of 30 seconds and I filled my daughter's mouth with sperm. She held it all and when I finished cumming she swallowed it all. In the meantime, Matt had led Tammy to the couch and was between her legs, licking her and she was obviously enjoying it. Tammy crawled over to the couch and got up next to her mom and started kissing her face and tits, licking the cum off them. She held her mother's face and kissed her on the lips and I could tell they were swapping the cum Amber had sucked up off her mother's body. Tammy pushed Amber's face to her chest and Amber sucked on her nipples and Tammy came all over Matt's face. I know when she cums hard there is a lot of juicing and I envyed the boy. He was moaning as she flooded his face. "Oh mom, doesn't he eat pussy well?" Tammy just nodded and finally said, "Almost as good as your father." "Really, is Daddy good at eating cunt?" She looked at me, "Do you like eating pussy, Daddy?" I walked over to her and pulled her legs apart and started kissing her young cunt. I licked and probed my tongue all around it. Finding her clit, I rubbed it with my tongue and softly sucked on it. She began to buck her hips and I noticed some position changing. I looked up and saw my wife pushing her pussy onto her daughter's face and my son behind her with his cock aimed at her pussy. "Can I be the first man other than your husband to fuck you, Mom?" She looked back over her shoulder and said, "I wouldn't want anyone else to have that priviledge." With that said, he slid his cock deep into her. I was jerking myself as I tried to watch them and keep licking my girl to make her cum. I soon felt her legs jerking and trembling and felt her pussy juicing up and I could tell from her moans she was orgasming. I raised up and put my hard cock all the way into her hot cunt and fucked her furiously, banging her head away from her mother's cunt as it was being fucked by her husband. Hot Vacation Matt soon came and filled my wife with cum. As he pulled out it ran all over my daughter's face and she lapped at it, eating the mixed juices. That was too much for me and I filled her cunt with my cum. Not much more was said but we all spent the night on our king sized bed and did a lot more playing that week on vacation.