Please note; this short voyeur story does contain mild incest (in my opinion). I can continue it on if you enjoy it, although we would then definitely be crossing into very naughty territory...
Fun in the Sun
"So, Michael, any plans for next week?"
"Not as yet Mum, I'll probably go for some bike rides, read some books and stuff."
His Mum placed a rack of fresh toast in the middle of the table. He could hear his Dad getting his coat on in the hallway.
"See you later." He called as he walked out the front door and then pulled it shut.
After helping herself to Jam, Michael's mum said;
"You know, your Aunt and Uncle are off to Tenerife next week?"
"Is Josh going with them?"
"Yes, I believe so."
He pictured his cousin lying on a sun lounger with his shades on, ogling the girls;
"The lucky git."
After a desperately boring week, Michael could finally see the finish line in sight. As the rest of the office started packing up they all wished him well, in whatever he was going to do on his holiday.
"Looks like you've picked a great week weather wise to have off." Julie called as she cleared up her desk.
"Why? Is it supposed to be good?" he replied sounding hopeful.
"Err, no. Sorry..." she said, suddenly regretting her joke.
Michael leant his bike up against the side of the house and made his way in through the back door. His Mum was standing there with her hands on her hips and a broad smile across her face.
"Hi Mum."
She didn't reply, just looked to him like she was going to burst or something.
"You alright Mum?" he enquired slightly concerned.
She then grabbed him by the shoulders and whispered in his ear;
"Josh has broken his leg."
"Blimey - how did he do that?"
"Oh, mountain biking I think."
"Is he alright?"
"Yes dear, he's in a cast, but he's alright."
Michael poured himself a glass of water thinking his Mum was acting very strange, and then he turned around. She was still standing there smiling.
"What?" he asked, exasperated.
"Oh, nothing, nothing dear - except that obviously he can't now join his parents on holiday."
"Ha! The poor bugger." Michael laughed; he knew that would have been Josh's reaction to the news if it had been the other way around.
"They were wondering - Lucy and John," and now she really started jumping up and down excitedly.
"Whether you might like to take his place?"
Michael thought for a moment. Could be good he thought, and the vision of his cousin on the sun bed and the fit girls' action flashed back to him.
"You'll have your own room, of course." She added.
"It sounds great Mum."
"Super - I'll let them know, you'd better start packing.
John and Lucy picked him up very early on Saturday morning and then they all made the short journey to the airport.
"Thanks so much for this Aunty." Michael said.
She was sat close to him in the back seat holding his hand like he was seven again.
"You are most welcome." She said, adding; "It's just Lucy now OK? You're a young man now." She teased
"Ok," he said knowing, that that was going to take a little getting used to.
On the rest of the journey they told him all about the Hotel and resort they'd be heading to. It turned out they always went back to the same hotel every year.
Whilst queuing to clear customs, Michael suddenly realised he'd been staring at Lucy's bottom for some time. It did look very appealing in the light summer dress she wore he thought. She turned around and gave him a lovely smile for no reason. He thought she was still a very attractive woman despite being in her early forties. He then noticed that John obviously took good care of himself too. Michael knew that he played squash for a club and he could see there wasn't an ounce of fat on him. Both of them already had a tan of sorts - they were both outdoors type people and were lucky to be able to afford nice holidays.
Thinking about them both, he guessed he knew Lucy better than John. It was always his aunt who, when they visited over the years, would come and see him in his bedroom or where ever he was and want to know all about what he'd been up too. He thought she always acted younger than her years. He liked his uncle too - John always treated him like an adult - even when he was still very young.
"This is us!" Lucy said excitedly looking over the seat in front at him, just as the coach pulled up to a grand Hotel entrance.
They soon checked in and made they're way up to their rooms. They all squeezed into a lift with their cases.
"That's the last time we do this." John said to him.
Lucy laughed as she saw the confused look on Michaels face;
"The lift." She said; "we have a rule; we always take the stairs, its keeps us fit."
"It's the law." John said trying to sound serious.
"That's you; 501," Lucy said, giving him his room card key. "We're right next door - 502."
Michael opened the door and walked in. This is going to be great he thought; the room was really posh and he had a large double bed and a television all to himself. He went over to the windows and looked out. Even though they were four floors up, he could clearly see a large pool a little way away. It was very busy and he could see lots of nearly naked ladies.
He lay back on the bed with his arms behind his head and closed his eyes. Just then he heard two light taps, before a door by the side of the bed, he hadn't noticed before, swung open and in marched Lucy - still doing up the front fastening on her bikini top.
She stood at the foot of his bed and finished tucking her sizable breasts into her bikini top.
"Come on lazy!" She said, "Trunks on. No time to waste." And with that she left as quickly as she'd arrived.
Michael drew in a deep breath as he tried desperately to etch what he'd just witnessed into deep memory storage. It felt wrong, but he knew himself well enough that; as sure as the sun would rise tomorrow - he knew he'd be jacking off thinking of Lucy in her bikini that night.
They managed to get a couple of hours in by the pool before it closed for the day. Michael was mesmerised by some of the sights - and especially by Lucy who he'd watched closely all afternoon.
Back in his room Michael once again lay back on the bed. Christ, he thought as he felt his hard cock through his shorts, I'm not going to be able to wait until bedtime tonight... He looked up at the door beside him; he noticed it didn't have a lock on it. Only one thing for it; shower time.
Michael stepped under the hot water and closed his eyes. It felt great to finally be naked he thought. His hand went straight to his hard cock and he started stroking it up and down. He imagined Lucy's wiggling bottom was just in front of him. In his dream he decided he would then pull down her bikini bottoms and put his face between her cheeks. He continued to work away at his cock with increasing vigour. He imagined Lucy looking back at him with her big blue eyes and saying; fuck me Michael. He then looked down to see jets of cum shoot from his cock. He leant back against the cubical wall as he finally finished. Just then, he thought he saw something out the corner of his eye. Probably imagined it he said to himself.
He climbed into bed that evening, with his cock already hard. He started stroking gently this time; he wanted to make it last. He started working on a fantasy storyline where he'd end up inside Lucy.
He then heard something from next door. He strained his ear. Yes, there it was again - faint, but unmistakeable; the sound of two people making love.
Michael then tried to picture what could be going on just a few feet away. He pumped harder on his cock as he imagined his uncle's big hard cock pushing inside his mum's younger sister. He imagined John taking her from behind, maybe reaching forward and holding her big, heavy tits. Johns cock would be slick with her cunt juice. With that thought in his head he came hard again and covered his chest and belly in warm cum.
As he lay there recovering, he realised he'd actually do anything to see any couple having sex, but especially Lucy and John. To be a fly on the wall, watching everything that goes on; that would be the ultimate, he thought, and he then finally drifted off to sleep.
Next afternoon by the pool, Lucy got up from her sun bed, stretched then yawned.
"I think I'm going up for a short nap." She said to them both.
Michael looked up from his book and nodded. As soon as she'd left, he saw John get up too.
"I think I might join her." He said without looking at Michael.
Michael sat there on his own for a second before making up his mind. He sprang up and dashed off in the other direction. A lifeguard shouted something in Spanish as he ran past, but he was totally focused. Michael slid to a halt outside the lifts. Come on, come on, he thought. Just then the doors opened. He jumped in and repeatedly hit the 5 button. The doors soon re opened and he broke into a sprint. As he approached his door, he had already pulled the door key from his shorts pocket.
Within three seconds he was in and then through the interconnecting door. He quickly scanned the room and then slid under the bed and lay there on his back trying to get his breathing under control. No more than a minute later he looked to his side as he heard the door open. He watched as two pairs of legs walked in and then the door closed. It went quiet for a few seconds, before he then saw Lucy getting to her knees. Michael had to put his hand over his mouth as he realised what she was about to do. He then saw John's shorts hit the floor.
"Suck it." He heard John say.
A few moments later;
"Fuck that's good."
Michael held his breath and he could actually hear Lucy sucking away with loud slurping noises. His own cock was rock hard but he didn't dare touch himself.
Just then he saw Lucy getting to her feet. They embraced for a second before John pushed her back onto the bed. Lucy's legs were dangling down, inches away from Michaels head. He then saw John kneeling down. Oh God, Michael thought.
A pair of bikini bottoms landed by John's feet. Michael wanted so much to reach out to them and then hold them to his face. He pictured his uncle with his face pressed to Lucy's wet pussy. Lucy was making a lot of noise by now. John then stood up.
