Passion desire Lust

“Hi Dad, welcome.”

“Tim, long time no see, son. How are you?”

We were standing by the reception and I had just come in from the pool area. The receptionist had called me and told me my dad was here.

“I’m great, good to see you. Hi, Shannon.” I ignored Tracy, who stood to my left.

“Hi Tim, you got a nice tan,” said Shannon.

She was a good-looking woman, I had to say. At fifty-five she had a body that most women would die for. A few nips and tucks over the years had kept her face looking young. But most of all, she had style. Always well dressed, and always polite, not like her trashy daughter. Today Tracy was wearing a pair of white shorts that rode up her pussy and showed some camel toe. Her top ended just beloved her tits and showed off the belly button ring she wore. She wasn’t ugly actually, she just dressed trashily. Her hair was dark brown and ended below her shoulders. She had dark blue eyes and full lips with a small straight nose. She was wearing too much makeup and was chewing gum with her mouth open. At twenty-six, she acted and dressed like someone ten years younger.

“I’ll walk you to your room,” I said and picked up Shannon’s bag. Tracy could carry her own.

“This place is enormous,” said my dad while we walked along the pool to the cabana I had reserved for them. They were the most expensive with a sea view and private access to the beach. The hotel was exclusively all-inclusive, but the cabanas had a fridge stocked with soft drinks, water, beer, and wine. There was also a full bar in the kitchen. The guests didn’t pay for any of it and whatever they finished during the night was replenished in the morning. While the rest of the guests drank the cheap stuff the cabaña guests got all brand names.

When we reached the cabana I explained the opening hours of the restaur5ants and bars around the pool and then I told them I would see them for dinner. I had asked the manager if I could eat with them, and he had said yes, as long as I was in uniform. Black shorts, a white T-shirt and white tennis shoes.

“She is not too shabby,” said Gerome when I met him by the pool.

I knew he was talking about Tracy, he had seen us walk past on our way to the cabana.

“I wouldn’t know.”

“Oh, C’mon, Tim. Don’t tell me you have never thought about sucking on those tits?”

“That’s nasty, she is family.”

“Not by blood.”

“Doesn’t matter, she is a bitch and that’s it.”

We were doing pool duty while the lifeguards had their lunch. The ay as a scorcher and we stood under a small parasol by the edge of the pool. Gerome looked down at me, and said, “So, what about Megan?”

I had told him over breakfast what had happened the previous night but left most of the details out of us fucking.

“What about her?”

“Are you in love?”

I hadn’t even thought about it. I liked her, but I didn’t know if I was in love. Sometimes when I looked at her she was too good-looking, like if she was just for show.

“I don’t think so, but maybe I will fall in love.”

“My cock would fall in love with her.”

“Hey, respect my girlfriend,” I said, with a smile.

“Yeah, sure. Sorry. Anyway, I’m glad you two got it on. Many guys would kill to be with her, but I think you are the best choice for her.”

“Well, thank you, Gerome.”

“You are welcome. Now get me some water from the canteen, I am dying here.”

Dinner turned out to be quite nice. Tracy behaved and was nicely dressed in a black cocktail dress and heels. I didn’t have to feel ashamed of her. After dinner, she went for a walk and I sat with Shannon and my dad talking. When they wanted to go dancing I declined and called Megan. She was in the staff bar and said she would meet me down on the beach.

“Hi, honey,” she said and kissed me.

Her lips were soft and warm. I could feel the taste of Bacardi and Coke and her perfume. We held hands and walked towards the little beach where we had fucked the previous night. We couldn’t go back to our rooms since we both lived with someone. My roommate was Gerome, and Megan’s was a German girl.

As we walked across the rocks I thought I heard something. “Is there someone there?” I whispered to Megan.

She listened and then we heard it again. It was someone moaning

She giggled. “I think someone is fucking on our beach, how rude.”

“Shit. Where do we go?”

“Wait; let’s see who it is first.”

She moved across the rocks as quietly as possible. There was a big rock just before the sand began and we hid behind it. Then we looked around it to see who was there.

I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head. What I saw was Tracy on her knees and with her ass in the air. Behind her knelt Gerome and was licking her asshole and pussy. I was about to say something when Megan put her hand over my mouth and pulled me back.

“What the…”

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“But he is fucking Tracy.”

“So? They are both grown up, and it’s one of your business who they fuck.”

“Yes, but..”

“Just be quiet, I want to watch them.”

“Fine, you do that. I’ll sit here and wait.”

Megan went back to watching my step-sister and roommate fucking. I sat there and wondered why I was so upset. Like Megan had said, they were grownups ad had the right to do what they wanted. Maybe it was because I hadn’t thought that Gerome would like Tracy. A noise brought me out from my thinking and I looked around to where Megan was sitting. It took me a minute to realize what she was doing, and when I did I was shocked. She had her hand inside her shorts and was rubbing her pussy. I moved to where she was and whispered, “what are you doing? Let’s go.”

“No, I like to watch, just look at the way he is fucking her.”

I did look, and now Gerome was between her legs and Tracy was on her back. She had put them over his shoulders and he was pumping her hard. Her boobs moved up and down and she was moaning loudly.

“Oh god, Gerome, baby, you are amazing. Yeah, fuck my pussy, fuck it hard.”

“You like it? You like my French cock inside you?”

“Oh yeah, I love it, I just love it.”

Then he pulled out of her and with his right hand jerked himself off until he unloaded on her face and chest. Tracy enjoyed it and made little happy noises. I took Megan by the shoulders and moved her away.

“Now, let’s go,” I said.

“Yeah, let’s go somewhere where we can fuck. I am so horny, right now.”

We left the rocks and ran along the beach to the other and when we got there we found shallow in the sand. She pushed me down, undressed and lay down next to me, and helped me off with my T-shirt, shorts, and underwear. Then she pulled me over her and helped me slide my cock inside her. She was so hot that she wrapped her legs around me and held me hard while I fucked her pussy.

“Fuck me like Gerome did your step-sister; fuck me like a slut, Tim.”

When I closed my eyes the image of Tracy and the sound of her voice and the words came back to me. I got even harder, and it scared me. Why was thinking of her making me hornier, it should be the opposite?

“Oh god, you are hard. I love your cock in me,” moaned Megan under me.

I managed to get a grip under her ass and lifted her a little so I could enter her deeper. This time she came first, and she made so much noise I thought she would attract people. When she realized I hadn’t come yet he pushed me away and when I fell onto the sand, she was over me, taking my cock in her mouth. She made me come in two minutes and didn’t miss a drop when I squirted.