0 comments/ 38089 views/ 3 favorites The Beach Trip By: wifestoy We were saying good-bye to the boys and readying for our beach trip. Renee was going to explain the facts of life to Ms. Anastasia Elizabeth Messier. Good bad or indifferent the rules and life plans were going to be laid out in this chapter. We were getting ready to explore another side of our growing relationship. We will be enjoying some well-deserved time together as Anna and Renee, as wife and wife, lesbian lovers entwined in a new world of lust and exploration. When we got up we bid the guys good-bye and told them they would hear from us in a week or so. At least that was if we didn’t meet someone to replace them. They both had a very sad look on their faces. They looked like a couple of puppy dogs that had just been disciplined. Renee let out a hardy laugh and explained to them regardless of what we found at the beach we would be calling them. A sigh of relief escaped William’s mouth and I looked at him and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and whispered to him reminding him of my little promise. I also reminded him to be prepared for Renee’s call and instructions that would follow. He was grinning from ear to ear. He told me it was a call we would be waiting for breathlessly. Renee told him, “ I know you are you little bitch. It is a call that just might change your entire life.” What are you talking about asked Stephen? “That my well hung man is none of your business. You should only be so lucky to be considered for a position William may be considered for.” Well I don’t know what it is your talking about but I am jealous. “Stephen you have no idea just how jealous you will be in the future.” Sounds like I want a piece of the action. “Sorry my dear but that isn’t going to happen. You have got to fulfill a certain need and there is nothing you have shown me to bring to the table yet.” I got a monster cock isn’t that enough? My cock is bigger than his. “As I have already said you bring nothing to the table. If cock size was really an issue I can get a dildo far bigger than you are any day of the week. In fact my sweet you may have just talked yourself out of the best piece of ass you ever had. And the best piece of ass you have not had.” Please don’t leave me out of this. “Stephen the decision has never been yours from the get go so I will inform you of our decision when we return. And if I hear another word out of your mouth I already know what it will be.” He hung his head in a shameful manner and just nodded he understood fully. “Now you too get out of here and let us ladies get ready to go. As for you William you better not even think of discussing this issue with Stephen or else you can forget everything we have talked about. And any possibility of a future relationship.” Yes ma’am I understand. I understand just how much I have too lose and in fact I am the only one that stands to lose. “I am glad we are on the same wave length. You gentlemen need to go now.” With that last statement they left and we went upstairs to get our stuff together and ready to roll. She told me to pack my overnight bag with all my cosmetic needs and toiletries that I would need. I asked her about my clothes and she told me she had already had everything packed and ready. The suitcases were in her closet and she told me where they were and to get hem and put them in the car. After I loaded up the car she told me to shower and she would have my dress laid out for me. She told me this weekend we would be discussing the rest of my life. I really got nervous when those words came out. Once again she noticed my uneasiness and being the good wife she is reassured me. “Its all good darling don’t worry about a thing. I just simply meant that I would answer all the questions that I’m sure have been ringing in your head. I understand this has all been a whirlwind, and that’s the reason we are going away just you and me. So I can take the time to fill you in on just what is going to happen from now on. Now lets get going we have a nice trip ahead of us and I want to get checked in. Go make yourself beautiful my dear.” All my cosmetics are packed. “You won’t need any I have a pair of sunglasses that should flatter Anna’s face perfectly. With these on you won’t need but just a touch of blush and some lipstick. You can use mine before I pack my overnight. I mean what are girlfriends for if you can’t borrow a little makeup from time to time.” She giggled and patted me on the ass and told me to get moving. So I got cleaned up as fast as I could. Shaved very closely and made sure my brows were done just right. As I came out of the bathroom I saw a lovely pink sundress on the bed with a matching pink panty and bra set. There were some hose beside that in suntan, and finally a pair of pink 4-inch heels with a sexy ankle strap on it. Thank you Renee I love it! They are perfect for a nice beach trip. “I have another surprise for you dear.” Baby I don’t know if I can handle another surprise. “This is not a big one.” She pulled out another wig from her closet. This one was a very blonde wig styled in a straight hairdo that hung down several inches past my shoulders. The way it was styled I could wear it so it swept down across half of my face. It was very sexy! I hugged her and squealed with joy. Once again I was thanking her over and over. “Ok let’s get this party started.” As I put on the finishing touches we were ready to head out the door. I grabbed a small clutch purse and out the door we went. As we got to the car I started for the drivers side to open her door that’s when she informed me she was doing the driving. I walked around the other side of the car and she was right behind me. She opened the door for me and as I got in closed it for me. I thought to myself it’s great being a woman! When Renee got in she told me, “Ok now for the ground rules.” I told her I didn’t understand what she was talking about with the ground rules. “What I mean is the rules by which you live the rest of your life. We need to discuss some important issues and I need your input since it really does concern you.” I have thoroughly enjoyed all this wonderful attention as Anna, but I got to tell you I have been wondering just how serious you were when you told me this was forever. She shot me a very serious look that told me I screwed up. “This isn’t a game my dear. I wasn’t joking when I told you things were going to change. Your life as a man is over. When I told you I resigned for you I was serious. You are no longer employed. You will have to get another profession and since your new lifestyle doesn’t exactly lend it to many employer friendly positions we will have to give this some thought. I am really thinking about opening my own ad agency. I will need a secretary and you would be perfect for that. Before that happens you will have a certain amount of schooling that will have to take place. Mainly going to an executive secretary program and then going to some kind of finishing school to get you thoroughly acquainted with the feminine world. You will need to be as convincing as possible in your mannerisms since your physical appearance will not be so convincing.” Hun I don’t know if I want to be a secretary. I mean it would be great to work with you everyday, but I don’t know about a secretary. “Look Anastasia Elizabeth, you don’t have any transferable skills that we can capitalize on. We can discuss some jobs that you find interesting, but we may be limited on the scope right now. In addition I also want you to grow your hair and nails to a more feminine length. The wigs will do for now but I want you to be able to have your own hair.” But Renee do you realize the changes that will encompass? “No sweetheart do you realize what it encompasses? I have already thought everything through all the way to sexual reassignment surgery if it ever comes to that.” Sexual Reassignment Surgery, I have never even had a thought about that Renee. I just wanted to get more familiar with my feminine side. I think this has just gone to far. “It’s not about what you want anymore. I won’t say this again. If I so choose for you to go through with the surgery than you can count yourself as another cunt in this world. You don’t have any decision making power when it comes to this. You are Anastasia Elizabeth Messier. We will work on getting you the proper identification in time, but for now I still enjoy watching you hand over your male id and seeing the look on yours and their faces. It gets me so wet.” Where are we going to get our hair done Renee? “Same place I always get it done.” But they will all know then. “Don’t be silly Anna they already know now.” I was absolutely mortified. These women have seen me in their shop for years as this man and now they know just how much of a sissy bitch I was. This couldn’t be good no matter what the end result. “Sweetheart they have been asking for over a week now when they will get to meet you. I told you that your male ego is dead. Almost everyone we associate with has been clued in about you my dear. Most have been sympathetic and anxious to meet you. There have been a few that have scoffed and are unwilling to accept this new arrangement. I have told them to kiss our ass and drop dead. We don’t need them. I also told them that if they attempted to smear you I would destroy what life they have with my connections.” Let me start by saying you know I am nothing but grateful for what you have done and are going to do in my life. I guess I am just a little scared on how society is going to take hold of Anna. I just need to remember you have it planned and would do anything to hurt me. I love you Renee. More and more every day, my love has grown to a level I never dreamed of. You are my everything. So when is our first appointment? “As soon as we get back from the beach. They are going to give you a manicure and pedicure. They will also style your hair as feminine as possible and will continue to until you have beautiful locks of hair all styled to lust after. Your nails will be wonderful claws by which you will gouge a man’s back with while he is reaming that pussy of yours. And last but not least electrolysis will be started also to assist with that pesky hair we don’t want.” Wow that really is a full schedule my love. It sounds like it will be a full day. “Oh yes Anna every time you go to the salon you will be there all day. It takes awhile for them to get you fixed up. Especially since they will have so much to do to you. This first trip to the salon will take extra long. They really have heavy work to do. Oh yes, by the way you have a doctor’s appointment the following day. Dr. Richards will be giving you a full physical and examining you to get you started on hormones. Well at least taking a look at you to see if hormones will be feasible.” Baby are you really sure about this hormone thing? I mean that is a permanent scenario. Breasts once grown don’t go away without a surgery. This seems a little too permanent doesn’t it? “You really don’t get it do you bitch! You are going to be as female as I choose you to be. This is not an optional decision for you. You will do as I tell you to do. I am only going over the itinerary for you as a courtesy. It isn’t to ask your input or feel you out on your side of the issue. You made your bed now lie in it. A woman is equipped with breasts and you will know the pleasure and agony of breasts. The only experience you won’t experience is triple penetration of mouth, pussy, and anal penetrations at once. I do however have a plan to give you three cocks penetrating you at once though. That will be down the road though. You are not ready for that by any means.” I didn’t think it was possible for her to shock me any more, but once again I underestimated her determination. The thought of three cocks at once can only mean one of two things. Either it is two cocks at once in my mouth or two cocks in my pussy. I shudder to think of the pain that would inflict. My god what have I gotten myself into? I don’t know if this is a dream or a nightmare. Either way it seems I am stuck in whatever world I have chosen for myself. I better get a grip on this and get myself thinking her way. “Don’t look so glum sweetheart it is not the end of the world. Look at all the great new possibilities that are getting ready to come our way. There will be so many more options that you haven’t even thought of yet. I’m so excited for you Anna. Smile my love all your dreams are here and only gonna get better. Everything your heart desired is only a day away. Things you only thought would be a fantasy are about to be a reality. Forget about the all prejudices you are afraid of and let loose. Feel womanhood, become womanhood, and allow womanhood to fill all your senses. Allow it to fill every inch of your body head to toe.” That’s easy for you to say Renee you have been a woman all your life. This is all new to me. “Correction you have been a woman all your life it’s just no one ever allowed you to become the woman you were always meant to be.” I know your right deep down my love it is something I am going to have to ease into. “Time is not on your side so you better forget easing anything. Headlong into this is a better way to get use to this. By the end of this week I expect you to figure out what it is you want to do career wise. You also need to be thinking about breast size. Just how big you think you might want to go. Decisions are going to be the theme for this weekend and you have a bunch of them to make. We will be at the beach house very shortly so start thinking about some of the things we have discussed.” Where exactly are we staying anyway? “A friend of mine owed me a favor and hooked us up in this place. The place we are staying is a very exclusive resort and we owe the owner of this place big time.” What do you mean big time? And just who is this owner? “Not to worry your little pussy should be getting a rest. The owner of this place just wants me for the weekend. I figure you can get some practice on the finer arts of womanhood from another sexy woman. From what Michelle tells me this girl is drop dead gorgeous. And a hard-core lesbian to boot. So you really don’t have the equipment to satisfy her. She does want to include you in some way, Michelle didn’t tell me what though.” I was sure Renee’s description was probably very close since I know Michelle. She is red hot and she is also a lesbian. I have seen some of her past girlfriends and everyone were cover girls. I was getting very excited at the possibility of seeing my wife in another hot lesbian scene. This is just getting better by the minute. “Well it is not long now according to the directions she gave me we should be there in just a few minutes.” I trust you are right my love but we are in the middle of nowhere. This is just a wooded section of beach strip. I don’t see any resort for miles. “Like I said it is a very exclusive resort and it is very secluded at that. So the entrance to this place isn’t going to be lit up in neon.” Ok Renee whatever you say I am sure it is going to be lovely. Sure enough in just a few miles we came upon a heavy gate and guard building. Renee turned into the drive and pulled out an envelope and handed it to the gentleman. He opened it smiled at us, winked at me and waved us through. He stopped Renee and told her to follow the drive down to the end where another gentleman will greet us. He will take our vehicle and get our luggage to our suite. And the head mistress will fill us in on our itinerary. “Miss Renee and Miss Anastasia may I please take you belongings to your suite. Mistress Cindy is awaiting you in the main hall right through those arches over there.” “Yes my handsome young man you may take our things and you can give word to Miss Cindy we are on our way as soon as we stop at the ladies room.” “Yes ma’am right away.” As we meandered our way to meet Miss Cindy I noticed that most everyone there were couples. This was not the odd part. The unusual thing was most of the couples I saw were same sex couples. I could also see some ladies that were in the same category I was in. We will just say budding young woman in training. I made my observations known to Renee and she informed me of some of the not so obvious situations at this resort. “Honey this is a resort that caters to the lifestyles of Gay, Lesbian, Bi-sexual, and Transgender couples. This is one of the reasons it is so secluded as to allow anyone the freedom to be whoever it is they are without all the pressure of society and their prejudice. This is why we are here. Michelle thought of us instantly after she found out about our new arrangement. When we get back you will have to thank her personally. So just kick back and relax sweetheart you are in a dream world that everyone here understands you. So feel free to be yourself no holds bared.” “That is correct Anna.” Cindy’s voice startled me. E E Excuse me? “I was just reaffirming your lovely wife’s revelations about our wonderful little resort here. You will never find a more relaxing and carefree environment that caters to all the wonderful people of this world. Let me introduce myself. I am Cindy and I am the Head Mistress of the facilities. Anything your heart desires we are here at your beck and call. Call on me day or night for even the smallest thing and I assure you it will be taken care of. We are here to please you.” “Thank you Miss Cindy. If you would be so kind to direct us to our suite so we can freshen up and find out just what juicy tidbits await us.” “Miss Renee I would love to show your…well how do you refer to Miss Anastasia? You see we have so many different types of clients that grace our presence I don’t want to be presumptuous and make a mistake.” “That’s quite alright Miss Cindy. Anna is my wife. We are wife and wife. She is a very submissive wife but I don’t force her to be called sissy or anything along that lines unless she has pissed me off then she will hear it.” “Ok then Miss Renee and Miss Anna will you please follow me to your suite. As you know Miss Renee you will be having a very special guest arrive within the hour. You two must really be special. It’s not every day that Miss Lauren allows the use of her private suite. I understand you are friends with a VERY good friend of hers.” “Yes Miss Cindy we are and I am very grateful for this pleasant opportunity. Is Miss Lauren a business woman?” “To say the least. Miss Lauren owns this entire resort. She is one of the wealthiest women in the country. She is also very powerfully aligned with political figures and business tycoons. You are two of the luckiest ladies I know right now, but yes please get ready. She should be here very shortly and I will let her tell you some of the things she has planned for you two.” She took us through several long corridors and past some incredible suites. This place was obviously for people with some cash to blow. When we arrived at the suite it had a spectacular door. Appeared to be cherry wood so finely crafted with some breath taking stain glass windows in the panes. On the door were the words “The Pleasure Palace”. Cindy let us in the door and there were two-dozen roses there one for Renee and one for me. They were beautiful flowers. Then I looked around this humungous place that was just phenomenal. Works of art lined the walls, ancient sculptures adored the rooms, hanging from the ceiling were crystal chandeliers. Lavish tapestries were in place for curtains. All the eyes could behold were just incredible. This was just too much for me to handle. I felt like a princess in all this luxury. It was absolutely something out of a movie set. Miss Lauren obviously was a very special woman. She had a place worthy of royalty and Renee and I were here to be spoiled. The Beach Trip This is the second story I ever did. * * * * * Click Here to listen. (17.5 min/mp3) * * * * * The Beach Trip Pt. 01 Second story, hope to make it a series. Please give feedback and notes. ***** Caroline had been packing for about two hours—her clothes were piled up around her like towers, each neatly stacked and organized to her exact specifications. Her family was planning a vacation to the Outer Banks where they would spend four weeks at their grandparent's beach house. She had washed and folded up a few dozen pairs of shirts and shorts, and picked out a handful of her favorite sundresses. She was almost done packing when someone banged loudly on her bedroom door, making her jump. It was her younger brother who was peeking around the door, grinning at her. "You ready?" Brad asked, his face turned up into a wolfish smile. He had finished throwing his collection of college t-shirts and gym shorts into a duffle bag hours ago and was always amused that his older sister took so long packing and making sure she had everything. Caroline had always been organized, always did her homework ahead of time, always made lists and checked them twice. Brad was the complete opposite of her, at least when it came to that. In physical looks, Caroline and Brad were nearly twins despite the year and two months between them. Brad was tall and stocky, full of muscles that were earned on the high school's football field, and had dark blond hair and bright blue eyes that matched Caroline. Caroline was barely five-foot, slightly curvy with hair that was lighter shade of blond and went all the down to the middle of her back. She had been a cheerleader for her four years of high school and it still showed. Brad had entered her bedroom and was looking around at his sister's stacks of clothing with amusement. "Do you have your outfits planned out in advance as well?" he teased his sister as he sat on her bed. Caroline frowned at her brother and scooped up a stack of t-shirts that he was about to knock over and put them into her bright pink duffle bag. "Can you go away?" she asked, rolling her eyes at her little brother. "Sure," Brad said, standing up and stretching so that his shirt rode up and revealed his flat, muscled stomach. "Mom and Dad want to talk to you in the living room in a minute. They sent me to get you." Caroline looked at her brother, who was still stretching his arms behind his head as he watched her pack her bag. "What about?" she grumbled, frustrated that she couldn't finish putting her clothes away. Brad shrugged and disappeared out of her room without further explanation. Caroline put away two more stacks of clothing, neatly organizing them into her two suitcases before she walked down the hallway to the living room. Brad hadn't been entirely truthful, she realized once she got to the living room, her entire family was sitting there waiting for her patiently. Her Mom and Dad were perched on the loveseat and her grandpa was in his old smoking chair, puffing away on a cigarette. Her little sister Karen was reading a Junie B. Jones book with her feet kicked up on the coffee table and Brad was throwing himself into the old leather couch across from her parents. There was only the red couch next to Karen and Caroline sat primly against the arm rest and waited patiently for her parents to start talking. "Okay," her Mom said clapping her hands together. "I know we planned on leaving tomorrow and driving down to the Outer Banks, but Dad had something come up at work and he has to stay an extra few days. I don't want this to affect everyone else and we don't want to lose the rental, so we made a decision." Caroline glanced at Brad, who actually looked worried that they were going to cancel the trip. It was the last family vacation before Brad started his freshman year at UVA and she went back to JMU for her second year of college, which made it a big deal. Caroline knew her parents would never cancel this trip, not if they could help it. "So what's the decision?" Brad asked, ignoring his phone as it beeped a few times in his pocket. "You and Caroline are going to drive down together and get the beach house ready. Dad and I will come as soon as we can with Karen and Grandpa, but it'll take us a few days before we can get there," Mom informed everyone, looking around and checking reactions. Karen didn't seem to mind, she was too engulfed in her book and Grandpa shrugged and kept smoking his cigarette and stinking the house up. Dad looked apologetic, but Caroline was pissed. "So I'm driving?" she asked. She had planned on driving anyways, the Outer Banks were only about five or six hours away from where they lived and she liked having her car so she could do what she pleased. She just didn't like the idea of driving with Brad, who was as annoying as a little brother could be. "We can take turns," Brad corrected his sister. He was excited about the trip and pretty excited to spend time with Caroline. She had always ignored him and acted hoity-toity in his presence at school and at home, but she'd be stuck with him for a few hours at least in the car and then more time at the beach house. She'd have to spend time with him. "I'm gonna give you guys the credit card and enough cash to get there and settled," Mom said. She handed the card and a wad of money to Caroline, who she knew would be more responsible with it than Brad. "I need to finish packing," Caroline huffed and stood up, returning to her room. Grandpa and Karen settled into a quiet routine of smoking and reading, talking every now and then as the evening turned into the nighttime. Brad texted on his phone with a few friends, reminding them he'd be out of town for a few weeks so they shouldn't hit him up, while his parents' started discussing their own travel plans. Brad finally decided he should talk to his sister again and see what time she wanted to leave tomorrow. He knocked on her bedroom door and when she didn't answer, he flung the door open wide and started to say, "Hey Caroline what time should we go?" before he realized she was standing there in just a bra and a robe that was falling off her shoulder. "What?" she whipped around to look at her door and turned bright red when she saw him standing there, his mouth open staring at her. She readjusted her robe, but not enough to cover the white lace of her bra and the tanned cleavage that was spilling out of her blue terry cloth robe. "I was just about to—" Brad felt his skin turn as dark red as his sisters and ducked his head, trying to not look like he was staring at his sister. She looked great, sexy even, and he could feel his body start to react to her lack of clothing. "I was going to shower," Caroline explained, motioning at her robe. He glanced up and noticed that some of her robe had fallen off her shoulder again, revealing a constellation of freckles and most of her left breast which was popping out of her bra. For such a diminutive lady, she had a good size rack: round, tanned globes with dark nipples that were already standing at attention. She was thin too, which gave her a curvy and sweet look. Brad had been wondering how many bikinis she had packed, but had been too busy to ask her that earlier. Now it was all he could think about, the prospect of seeing her with even less clothes in just a few days at the beach. "What time are we leaving tomorrow?" Brad choked out, trying to look at his sister's pretty face. "Oh," Caroline said, playing with her hair. "I think nine?" "Okay," Brad said, turning around and heading to his bedroom. He couldn't wait until then. At exactly nine o'clock the next morning, Caroline was pulling out of the driveway. Brad had loaded up the car for her, stacking the bags neatly as she watched him. He had grabbed a few sodas and some snacks too, which was pretty thoughtful. In the last year Brad had really grown into a man. His face had lost its boyishness, his body was mostly muscles, and his face had a hint of beard at all times, even if he had just shaved. She had noticed this before, but now it was hitting her in the face. Brad was not her annoying little brother anymore, he was a full-grown man about to have his last summer vacation before starting college. Their Mom and Dad had waved goodbye, but Karen and Grandpa were still asleep in the house. It didn't matter anyway, they were going to come to the beach in four days, which meant they only had three days of the beach house to themselves. That, Caroline had decided, would be more than enough. The road trip was uneventful. Brad listened to his music, playing Deejay and texting at the same time, and she drove carefully with the windows down and the AC on full blast just like she liked. They stopped for burgers at lunch time and ate in the car with their feet kicked up on the dashboard. "This is fun, right?" Brad asked, looking at his sister as she chewed thoughtfully on a French fry. "I guess," she admitted. "I just want to get to the beach." Brad nodded, but was disappointed. He had always kind of had a crush on his sister—she was beautiful and sweet even if she was little stuck up. And last night, when he saw her almost naked he couldn't get her out of his head. Even now as he was in the car, eating a Hardee's burger, he wanted to take her shirt off and kiss the freckles on her shoulder, he wanted to suck on her tits and make her moan his name. But he continued to eat his fries and watch the road whiz past. He had three days at the beach house with just her, and maybe he could make his move then. "How much longer?" he asked, when the afternoon sun had hit and she had finally wound the windows up. The AC was blasting but he was comfortable, just tired of being in the car. Caroline checked her phone, which was set on GPS and tracking their route to the beach. "Not even an hour," she told her brother, sighing loudly. All she wanted to was to change into a bikini and lay out on a towel before the day was over. It was halfway through the summer, so she already had a nice tan going but she wanted to get a little darker before she went back to school. Several of her friends had bragged about trips they had planned to the Caribbean and other tropical vacations, but she at least didn't want to look pasty when she went back to school. "I can't believe I'm heading to college in a few weeks," Brad said, staring out the window as he took his last bite of hamburger. He had dripped a little ketchup on the seat earlier and Caroline had glared at him, her eyes flashing. This car was as precious and as organized as every other part of Caroline's life, but she had amazingly not yelled at him. He was trying to be careful eating the rest of his food and making sure he didn't leave a mess. "I can't believe you aren't going to school with me," Caroline teased her brother. He had gotten into James Madison University as well, but had decided on the more prestigious school even though their football team wasn't as competitive. He had loved football in high school, but wasn't sure that that was what he wanted to spend the rest of his life doing. "I'm sure you're happy you don't have to go to school with me any longer," Brad shot back. They had been together at the high school for three years before she graduated, three long years in which Brad's friends had all been in love with his sister and he threatened to kill them if they so much as looked too hard at Caroline. She was an ice queen, but a pretty one and had garnered a lot of attention despite his warnings. He knew he was jealous then, but hadn't fully admitted it to himself until last night. Caroline glanced over at her brother. "It'll be weird not seeing you, even though I was gone last year," she told him, her eyes kind and thoughtful. Brad guffawed. "Did you just saw you're gonna miss me?" he asked. Caroline was never one to say exactly what she meant. She wasn't emotional like that, she was just Caroline. "No," Caroline said firmly. She reached over for his iPhone and changed the song and they spent the rest of the ride singing along to Brad's collection of bad pop music. Finally, they reached the beach house. The six bedroom house was a few decades old, standing bravely on stilts only a block away from the beach in Duck. They traveled there every summer, so Caroline knew exactly which fake-rock the house key was under and unlocked the door with ease. Brad hauled suitcases in and left them by the bed in his room and on top of Caroline's bed in her room across the hallway. "Meet you in five minutes?" Caroline asked as she started to unpack her bag. She was looking for her new black bikini and she was going to hit the beach until it was time for dinner. Brad agreed and found one of his board shorts and changed into them quickly, leaving his clothes in a discarded pile on the ground. Caroline stripped in her old bedroom and checked herself out in the mirror. She had seen Brad staring last night and had thought about it for a few minutes yesterday before moving on, but the thoughts reappeared as she looked in the mirror. She was pretty, she decided as she carefully eyed her body. Her stomach was smooth and flat, her legs were toned even though she was tiny, her breasts were perky and her butt was somewhere in between average and big. Her hair and her eyes were her best features when she was fully dressed, but this bikini she had bought made it clear she had other attributes as well. She tied it on and admired it before grabbing a beach towel and looking for her brother. Brad's eyes nearly bugged out of his head when he saw his sister. She was looking flawless in a black bikini that barely covered her tits and left a good amount of ass cheeks hanging out. If he didn't know that was his sister, he would have jumped her right away. Instead, he adjusted his suit so that maybe she wouldn't see how he felt and cleared his throat. "To the beach?" he asked, opening the door of the house for her. She agreed happily and walked in front of him, carrying only a towel and a bottle of water. Brad locked the door behind him and admired the view of her ass jiggling with each step as they walked the block to the beach. The beach was filled with people, but they staked out a spot with their towels and started wading towards the water. Caroline jumped in all the way, getting her entire body soaked so that the bathing suit clung to her every curve. Brad waded in slowly, watching his sister frolic in the water and grateful that he was deep enough that it hid his obvious erection. This was the Caroline he loved—she became a whole different person as soon as she smelled the salt air. She was relaxed and calm and comfortable, instead of too hard on herself and uptight. After an hour and a half, the sun started to lower over the horizon and the multitudes of beachgoers had diminished to just a few sun-burnt old people and themselves. Caroline finally swam back to where Brad had stayed and smiled at her brother, the beginnings of a sunburn already showing on her face. "I'm starving," she announced. "Mom and Dad gave us money for dinner," Brad reminded her. Caroline grinned. "Can we go to my favorite?" she asked. Brad couldn't refuse the happiness on her face and so he said yes. They walked back to the beach house and took quick showers and dressed up a little before they met up again for dinner. Caroline was wearing a flouncy sun dress and small heels and Brad had pulled on a pair of jeans and a button up shirt, just to make his sister happy. She had wanted to go to Red Sky Café, which was always her favorite part of coming to the Outer Banks other than the beach itself. "You look great," Brad told his sister. Her hair was wavy from the salt-water and her face looked like it was glowing from the sun she'd gotten. Her dress was a dark blue that matched her eyes and was low cut enough that he knew he'd have a good view at dinner. She was as happy and as gorgeous as he'd ever seen her. At the restaurant they sat across from each other and ordered their favorites. Brad got crab cakes, but Caroline insisted on ordering the Seafood trio that came with fish, shrimp and crab cakes. She ate all of it without complaint and chattered away about everything she wanted to do until they had to leave and go back to school. "I can't believe it's almost August," Caroline groaned. It would be August in just a week and a half, which meant the end of summer was fast approaching. It felt like it had just begun. "That means we're going to have to enjoy this vacation," Brad promised his sister, looking directly into her eyes. She paused her chattering and stared back for a full minute, wondering what was going on in her brother's head. He had been different since last night, when he had caught her in her robe before her shower. She didn't quite know what to make of it, other than maybe she had caught him off guard. He had gotten to her being away for most of the school year and they were still adjusting to living so close to each other again. After dinner, Brad and Caroline watched TV for a few hours before each of them headed to bed. Caroline changed into a tank top and a pair of underwear before she slid underneath her covers and tried to go to sleep. Brad was right across the hall from her, thinking of his sister and her bikini. Right as Caroline was about to fall asleep, the whole house shuddered. She sat up, holding her breath and wondering if she had imagined that. The AC in the house shut off and the house shuddered again. Brad appeared in her doorway, flicking at her light switch but it wouldn't turn on. "What happened?" Caroline asked, grasping the blankets around her. "I don't know," Brad said. He disappeared into his room and returned with a flash light. "I know the powers out, but let me go make sure that everything else is fine." Caroline followed him, not even aware that she was only wearing a tank top and a pair of underwear. Brad was only dressed in a pair of boxers and he didn't seem to be paying attention to anything except for the house. He looked at the locks first, checking outside to make sure that the house was okay. He decided they would be fine, but Caroline couldn't stop shaking. "What's going on?" she kept asking. "We're fine," Brad promised. He had an idea that would maybe calm her down. "Let's go back to bed. You can sleep in my bed and that way you'll feel safe." Caroline looked at her brother, really looked at him. He was all muscles in his only-boxers outfit and she knew she'd probably feel best in his bed, next to someone who could calm her down. "Okay," she said finally. Brad guided her back to his bedroom, let her crawl in and tucked all of the blankets around her. He slipped in on the other side and shuffled the pillows around so that they were both comfortable. Within a few minutes, Caroline was asleep with her arm flung across Brad's body. He, on the other hand, was very aware of her body pressing against his and her breasts pillowing against his back. He was wide awake. Two hours later, the house shuddered again, letting out a loud creak as it settled into the night. Caroline's eyes flew open and Brad sat up, trying to squint against the dark. He didn't know what was happening, but hoped that they were okay. "Should we get a hotel?" Caroline whispered, holding tight to her brother. "No," Brad whispered back, his mouth against her ear. "I'll keep you safe." Caroline squirmed. "How safe?" she asked, moving even closer to her brother. She liked the way his body felt, all hard and warm next to her. She could feel a wave of desire move through her even as she fought to ignore it. It was two am and she was needing something. Brad had a full on erection at this point. His sister's tank top had ridden down so her breasts were popping out again and their nipples were erect and pointing right at him. He wanted to suck them, but he wasn't sure how Caroline would react. On the other hand, she was holding so tight to him it almost felt like she was just a woman and he was just a man. "I'll keep you really safe," he said, moving his hands against his sister's body. The Beach Trip Pt. 01 She felt his warm hands move to her waist, holding her close. Then they kept moving upwards until one landed on her breast, squeezing it gently. "Brad?" she whispered, trying not to moan. His hand pulled at her nipples, stretching them out. It hurt in a good way and she arched her back, wanting him to continue. Her own hands had started exploring him, roaming around his chest and pulling him close to her. "Brad?" She moaned his name this time as he pulled at her nipples again and squeezing her breast. He kissed her lightly just above her ear and then moved his mouth onto her tits, sucking them and covering them with kisses. She didn't know what to say, but she loved what he was doing to her. One hand had landed on her panty-covered pussy and was lightly tracing her through the cotton underwear. "Caroline," Brad whispered in between kisses. She could feel his erection pressing up against her in the dark, she could feel his length expand and harden and someone he was on top of her, her body grinding against his. He touched her over top her panties, tracing and teasing and still playing with her nipples as she moaned into the dark. "What are we doing?" she asked, her words barely a whisper. She wanted to give into the feelings she was having but didn't know if she could. "Please?" Brad said. He was pulled her underwear down and it hung somewhere around her knees until she kicked it off into the blankets. She put a hand on his length and was surprised by how big and how hard he had gotten—he was at least seven inches and as hard as rock, his mushroom head was leaking with precum and his cock reacted to her every movement. "Slowly, please," Caroline said. She liked to enjoy sex, if that was where this was headed. She had completely forgotten that it was with her brother, she was so deep into a lust-haze. Brad slid one finger into her slit, finding her love button with ease. He flicked it and teased it, then finally kissed his way down her stomach until his mouth was directly above her pussy. She was sopping wet, her folds opening for him, waiting for him. He took a single lick and she groaned and shifted on top of him. She grabbed her own tits and started playing with the nipples and moaning as he dove into her with his tongue, licking her and kissing her and tasting her. She thought she would explode—no guy had even spent this much attention on her pussy eating her out, most of them went straight for the kill. Suddenly, a wave of shock hit her and she felt her pussy gush a little bit. Brad laughed and his face reappeared above her. She felt his erection against her pussy, dancing against her entrance as he held himself above her. "What are we doing?" she whispered again, her eyes looking up at her little brother. She had never been so turned on in her life, but it was her brother and she knew it was wrong. "Caroline," Brad said seriously. "I'm going to fuck you tonight." She writhed underneath him and took his dick into her hands, playing with it. She used it to tease herself, sliding his head against her folds and moaning each time she moved it away. She wanted him inside her, but she wanted to tease them both. "Please," Brad said after a few minutes of her teasing both of them. "Please let me fuck my big sister. Oh god." She nodded. "Fuck me, little brother. Fill me up with your big dick." He positioned his cock at her entrance and pushed himself in, amazed at how tight she was and how readily she accepted him. Her pussy was hungry for him, all warm and wet and tight against his cock. She moved against him quickly, her body setting a rhythm for him to match. Brad dove into her again and again, closing his eyes and trying to remember how perfect this felt. "Oh god, my big sister's cunt is so good. You wanted this. You wanted to fuck your brother." "I did," Caroline agreed, swiveling her hips as he thrust into her. "I wanted to fuck you and I wanted to be your cum slut. I wanted you to put your fat cock in my pretty pussy." Brad moaned and started moving slower. "I love your pussy, you slutty girl. I've heard stories about it." Caroline ground into his thrusts. "You haven't heard everything," she told him, pinching at her nipples. She spun her brother around so that she was riding on top and settled her pussy down onto his hard cock. She swiveled around and watched his eyes nearly pop out of his head. "Christ Jesus, you are a fuck I'll never forget," Brad breathed as she rocked against his cock. She liked how he filled her, how he stretched her and dove into her. She rode up and down the entire length of his cock slowly and deliberately, up and down teasing him with how tight her pussy was. Then she went fast, up and down so hard and quick that she almost came again from how he felt. She was right at the edge when Brad grabbed her and they changed positions again, so they were in doggy style. Brad smacked her ass and thrust into her, his hands on her hips so he could control her. He went fast, fucking her hard and angrily, his cock diving into her pussy so quickly she had to close her eyes. She moaned loudly, she screamed his name and she crashed into another orgasm just as his was building up. Caroline was almost spent, but he was still jack-hammering into her. "Oh god, oh god," she breathed, trying not to pass out from all the feelings. "I'm going to fucking cum in you," Brad said between thrusts. His balls were tight and he knew he wouldn't last much longer, not with Caroline's pussy. "Fill me up, baby brother," Caroline begged as he pummeled her. "Make me drip with your seed." Brad did—the cum gushed out of him, leaving her with a creampie that couldn't even stay in her pretty snatch. It dripped down her legs, as he collapsed on top of her with his dick still inside her pussy. "Christ," Brad said to his sister. "You are so good," Caroline said, her breasts still popped out of her tank top. "Where did that come from?" Brad blushed and withdrew his cock from her pussy, leaving a trail of cum on the bedsheets. "I've wanted to do that for years," he admitted. Caroline stared at her brother. "Really?" she asked curiously. She leaned over and tentatively kissed her brother, the innocent peck turning into an open-mouthed kiss. She let her tongue dart around, wrestling with her brother's mouth. His hands slid around her body again, grabbing her tits and settling around her hips. They kissed like lovers, not siblings, and that made her want to fuck him again. She reached down for his cock, playing with it until it started to perk up again. "I think we should try and make sure this wasn't a fluke," she announced to her brother. Brad grinned at her. "We do have three more days here," he told his sister as she started to put her mouth over the tip of his dick. "Let's make them count," Caroline said as she tasted his cock for the first time. It would certainly not be the last.