Brooe

In the spirit of the open relationship between myself, a thirty-year-old woman, and my good friends Brooke and Bob, a forty-year-old married couple, it was Bob's responsibility to give me and Brooke all the details of his encounter with Lori, the eighteen-year-old daughter of the couple in the hotel room next to us during our vacation in St. Martin, a beautiful Caribbean island. We were sharing a room during our week-long escape, as well as sharing the women next door. Brooke and I had already seduced Kelley, Lori's mother, one day and then Bob and Lori had their own session in bed the next day. Of course, just hearing about Bob and Lori's trip to the nude beach, followed by their heated sex, elicited a threesome of special quality between Bob, Brooke and myself.

That's the way it was between us. Bob and Brooke's marriage had been on the verge of collapse until I opened their eyes to the sexual universe they lived in. Brooke and I were just as satisfied together as when either, or both, of us had Bob's substantial cock to enjoy. Bob also knew that his taking of a gorgeous teenager wouldn't mean the end of his marriage. In fact, it just whetted our appetites to have her to ourselves, if possible.

But that's for another day. This new day would center in large part around Kelley's husband, Scott—a handsome man with the body of a young athlete. Needless to say, Scott and Kelley's marriage was not quite the same as Bob and Brooke's. It was traditional, in every sense of the word. There was no imagination in their sex and the thought of fucking somebody else never crossed their minds; or, if it did, it was a fleeting thought never acted upon.

Scott and Kelley had never met Bob, Brooke and me.

You learn a lot about yourself when you are outside the daily routine. A vacation forces you to associate with people you've never met and probably never will again. Thus, a person lacking a risk-taking tendency at home might reveal their real self on a trip. Brooke and I proved that point with Kelley. Scott came across as a definite non-risk-taker. But you never know.

It was around noon when I came back from the beach and found our room empty. I changed into a tank top and shorts, omitting a bra and panties pretty much out of habit while on vacation. Considering what had occurred the past couple days, it was not out of the question that Bob and Brooke were next door. So, I went out the back, off the porch, and made the short walk over to Scott and Kelley's porch. I saw movement inside the room and quickly determined it was Scott. I stepped up onto his porch and approached the sliding glass door.

I tapped on it lightly and saw him turn to look. With a smile, he motioned for me to come in. The door slid open and I entered the room.

"Hi," Scott said. "Need anything?"

"Oh, I was just looking for Bob and Brooke and thought they might be here."

"Nope. Haven't seen them. They could be with Kelley and Lori because I haven't seen them for a while, either."

This was my first chance to see Scott from this close, and I had to admit he was a REALLY good looking guy. A t-shirt hid his chest, but if it was anything like his arms and legs, I wanted it. I had seen his ass from our porch as he walked to and from the beach. It seemed to fit my standards just fine.

"OK, then," I told him. "I didn't mean to interrupt. I'll..."

"You don't have to go," he said quickly. "Have you eaten?"

"I'm fine. Thanks."

"Drink?"

"No thanks."

Now, if he'd asked me if I wanted to fuck...

"Do the three of you travel often?" he asked, leaning against the kitchen table.

"No. This is the first trip. So far it has worked out great. I'm sure we'll do it again."

I was very confident he knew nothing of what his wife and daughter had done with us and I wasn't going to give him the news. I was more concerned with how a proactive seduction on my part would be accepted by him. The only thing that stuck in the back of my head was something Bob had said after a fishing trip with Scott that indicated Scott considered Kelley somewhat of a prude. That, perhaps, left the door open to a willingness to mess around with somebody ten years younger.

"We don't normally bring Lori," he said, "but she'll be entering college soon and either can't, or won't want to, take trips with us."

"She's very cute."

"Takes after Kelley."

I moved closer and said, "Oh, I don't know."

I ran my hand down the outside of his arm until reaching his wrist. Then I moved his hand onto my waist and said, "Her Dad isn't all that bad looking, either."

When he left his hand on my tank top, I made a gradual swipe across his crotch with my hand. My eyes rose to meet his.

"Touch me, Scott. Touch my breast."

The uneasiness on his face was obvious. I saw him swallow and run his tongue across his lips. Then his hand rose and found the outside of my breast, still with the tank top between my skin and his hand.

"It's OK," I assured him.

He put his palm over my nipple and squeezed. I grinned to show my approval and pressed my hand against his cock. He wasn't yet hard, but I felt a positive reaction through his shorts.

"Pull down my top so you can see my tit, Scott."

"No. I can't, Traci," he said, withdrawing his hand.

I gripped his cock more tightly.

"C'mon, who's going to know? I want you to lick my tit. I love the feeling of a man's tongue on my nipple."

I was stroking him now and he was growing harder by the second. It seemed for a moment as if he wouldn't do it. Then, his hand returned and his fingers gingerly pulled down my tank top in the middle. He stretched the shirt over my right tit, eventually revealing the nipple. He paused for a second, and then lowered it farther.

"Now, suck my tit, Scott."

He did and I made sure he heard my sigh. I pressed my tit harder against his mouth and he took more of it in. He was nearly fully erect now and I kept stroking.

"Suck the other...," I began to say.

However, we both heard the sliding glass door open and Scott frantically pulled away and I covered my tit back up with my tank top. I looked over my shoulder in time to see Lori stepping into the room.

"I've been watching," she said calmly, closing the door and the blinds as she spoke. "I really did hate to interrupt, but I wondered what Mom would think if she showed up."

"Traci, I think you should go," Scott said nervously.

"No," Lori declared. "I think she should stay. She's going to be a part of this deal."

"What deal?" Scott asked. "Nothing was going to happen so don't let your imagination run away with you."

"I could be wrong, but given a choice between believing your denial to Mom that anything happened or seeing the picture I have on my phone, she'd be more likely to believe the picture," Lori said, holding up her phone.

"You fucking brat," Scott uttered angrily.

"So, let's make a deal."

"What the fuck do you want?"

She set aside her beach bag and walked past me to her father. She was really quite stunning with her long blonde hair and magnificent body, accentuated by her low cut t-shirt and tiny shorts. She oozed sensuality.

"Are you still hard?" she asked, placing her hand where mine had been.

"Don't you...," Scott said, trying to pull away.

"Kind of," Lori interrupted. "You must like tits. Well, here's what I want in order to forget that I ever saw anything...and to erase the photo."

She rubbed his crotch.

"I want the two of you to make me cum," she said. "And I want to cum while you fuck me, Dad. I want this hard cock in my pussy, fucking me until I cum while Traci sucks on my tits."

"We won't do it," Scott answered. "Tell your mother. She'll believe me over you."

Lori held up the phone.

I looked at Scott pleadingly, wanting to do two things: save his marriage and be a part of this unlikely threesome.

"Do what she says, Scott. It's not worth the pain," I told him.

I couldn't even imagine what was going through Scott's mind. I saw the bulge in his pants grow larger and larger as his daughter massaged his cock; but he knew, like I did, it was his daughter causing it to happen. Still, if I was a guy his age and had the opportunity to fuck somebody that looked like her...

"One time," he finally said. "That's it."

Lori began to open his shorts, then stopped and said, "We better move into the bedroom."

No one said a word as we marched into the large bedroom, dominated by the king size bed. Lori returned to the front of her father's shorts and got them open. Even before she started to push the shorts down his legs, I saw Scott's cock. God, the head was huge and veins bulged out the entire way down to his balls. Once freed, it pointed up like a staff.

Lori took off his shirt and admired the impressive, nude man standing in front of her.

She looked at me and said, "C'mon, Traci. Help me out with his cock."

I didn't need to be told twice as we both kneeled down on either side of his erection. Our tongues began to work in unison, licking him from top to bottom and taking turns taking him into our mouths, feeling the pulsing warmth of the cock. To my surprise, he got even harder and thicker. I wondered if Lori knew what she was getting herself into.

She was the first to stand, saying to Scott, "Take off my clothes. Then do Traci."

I didn't know where to look. I had Scott's cock standing at attention at the same time he was uncovering Lori's incredible, firm tits. Then he took off her shorts to reveal her flawless ass and pussy, with just a hint of blonde hair above her clit. By the state of his seemingly perpetual erection, Scott must have approved, as well. Then he turned to me and a moment later I was naked, having successfully restrained myself from taking his cock in my hand.

Lori jumped onto the bed and lay on her back, gleaming up at us, saying, "Get between my legs and lick my clit, Dad. Traci, I want you up here at my tits."

We dutifully got in place. I'm pretty sure I began before Scott had the nerve to put his mouth over his daughter's pussy. I licked the already firm nipple of the closest breast before putting as much of it into my mouth as I could. My hand went to her other tit and then I heard her quick breath as Scott made first contact with her clit. Lori closed her eyes and I saw her hips begin to rise and fall in rhythm with Scott's manipulation of her clit. She put both hands on the back of his head and pulled him closer. I bit her nipple and she groaned loudly.

I resigned myself to the fact I probably wasn't going to cum during this, but God it was hot watching Scott eat out Lori while I attacked her tits. Each time Lori let out a new whimper it made me hornier. I knew what she was feeling and how good her pending orgasm was going to be. I wanted to be her.

"Now fuck me," she told Scott.

I moved back while Scott repositioned himself. His cock was as stiff and long as any I'd ever seen in my life. I decided at that moment that the week wasn't going to be complete until he had it inside me. But, for now, his daughter was going to be the beneficiary of it and Scott put his cock between Lori's legs. I thought I heard her very quietly gasp as it began to enter her pussy. Then the cock was half gone and Scott stopped. He pulled out a little and with a sudden, violent thrust, he drove his cock forward until his balls hit her ass.

The moment he leaned up enough to give me room, I dove for Lori's tits and began to suck on them again. They shook as Scott picked up the pace of his fucking, but I was still able to work on the nipples and let Lori get an added zing to the pleasure she was already feeling in her pussy. I saw her clutching the bed cover tighter and tighter the longer they fucked.

From the sound of it, Scott was the one getting ready to cum first. But it was Lori that shouted out and began a climax that shook the bed. I put a nipple between my lips and squeezed it as hard as I could, stabbing it with my tongue. Lori's orgasm seemed to last forever. But, as one orgasm ended, another started.

I moved back just in time because Scott pulled out of Lori, stroked his cock, and covered her tits and stomach with stream after stream of white cum. Every time he grunted, another shot appeared until there was a pool around her navel.

So, I had another great story to tell Brooke and Bob at the next meal.

"I can't believe she made him do it," Brooke said, eating her salad. "That takes a lot of guts."

"She knows what she wants and how to get it," I said. "Jesus, they both came like forever. I'm thinking that won't be the last time they fuck."

"Kelley probably would kill both of them," Bob said. "There's a difference between her experimenting with two female friends and her husband and daughter fucking."

Brooke and I agreed, but I said, "Still, she's awfully tempting when she acts like she did today. It might be worth the risk."

All was not well in the room occupied by Kelley, Scott and Lori. Kelley was not quite over her first sexual encounter with Brooke and me. Scott had Lori's threat hanging over his head, as well as the memory of fucking her in front of me. Lori was considering all the new-found powers she seemed to have over Bob and her father.

Actually, it simply reinforced the advantage of an open relationship like I had with Bob and Brooke. If our friends next door had just been honest with each other from the beginning, all this angst wouldn't have amassed until it was ready to explode. But those are the choices people make and there are consequences for every action...as Scott was about to find out.

Twenty-four hours after he fucked Lori, Scott was in the shower after leaving Lori and Kelley on the beach by themselves. He dried off and wrapped a towel around his waist before entering the bedroom. Scott opened a dresser drawer and began to pull out clothes. When he had what he needed, he went back into the bathroom.

He had only put on his shorts when he heard a voice at the bathroom door: "You sure aren't much of a sunbather."

Lori leaned against the door.

"Never have been," Scott replied.

"Mom will be out there for hours."

With that, Lori entered the room and closed and locked the door. She quickly pulled off the t-shirt she wore over her bikini.

"I told you already we would only do what you wanted one time," Scott said. "It's over."

Lori walked toward him, letting her hand graze across his cock as she moved between him and the shower. She reached behind and untied the top of her bikini. Lori held it in place, but the slack permitted the bulk of her luscious tits to show. As if in slow motion, she let the top fall to her side in her hand.

"I'm going to shower. I think you should stay and watch," she said.

Lori dropped the bikini top and reached out for his cock once more. It was long enough for her to briefly wrap her fingers around it through the shorts. Then she untied the bottom of her suit and let it fall to the ground. Scott stared at the perfect body that stood naked just inches away.

"You DO want to watch, don't you?" she asked in her sexiest voice.

With one final squeeze of his budding erection, she spun around to turn on the water. As she bent forward, her ass pointed back at Scott as if begging for his attention. Lori tested the water, looked over her shoulder, and gracefully stepped into the shower. Scott moved back until his ass rested on the counter. If he left now, there was no guarantee that Lori would stop seducing him. However, it would send a message to her. If he stayed, she won.

Scott watched Lori in silhouette as she put her head under the water and reached up for her hair. As she did, she tilted her head back and jutted her breasts forward. Her hands slid down the length of her blonde hair slowly before she stood up straight again, the water pouring over her body. Lori never looked directly at Scott, but she knew he was still there.

She took a bar of soap and started at her neck and shoulders. When she reached her tits, she glanced over at her father and grinned. Lori covered her tits in soap.

"Let me see your cock now," she told him.

Scott began to unzip his fly.

"No. Take them off," Lori said, continuing to clean her tits.

She smiled with satisfaction when his rock hard cock appeared. She ran the soap over her stomach and hips.

"Play with it," Lori told Scott.

He began to slowly masturbate as Lori put her hand with the soap between her legs. She turned to face him and rubbed her pussy until it was covered with foamy soap. Scott was stroking himself faster. With the water now running down Lori's back, she went back over her tits and stomach so that her entire front was soapy. She sensuously spread it around as she watched her father.

Then she put the soap down and put a hand back on her pussy. Scott could plainly see Lori was now joining him in masturbation. She rubbed her clit for a moment until sliding a couple fingers inside her wet pussy. Her mouth was open slightly as her head tilted back with pleasure. Her free hand began to pinch her nipple and Lori moaned loud enough for Scott to hear.

A drop of precum appeared at the tip of his cock when Lori returned to her clit.

She looked at him and said, "I want you to cum with me, Dad. You'll know when."

He remained silent in his humiliation, anger, and lust. He listened to his daughter's moans grow louder and longer. He watched her hand speed up as it manipulated her clit. Finally, Scott felt his cock and balls warn of an impending orgasm.

Scott waited. Lori was in total control of him, now.

Lori leaned against the wall of the shower.

"Oh my God. Yes! Almost there."

Another minute passed. Scott's palm was covered with his precum.

"Ohhhhh fuck. Now. Now! I'm cumming!"

Scott rushed to the shower door and pushed it open. Lori was grimacing with the onset of her orgasm and opened her eyes just in time to see the first spurt of her father's cum fly towards her. She cried out as she came in unison with Scott, who was frantically pulling on his cock resulting in multiple sprays of cum flying into the shower. Together they groaned as the climaxes peaked and began to subside.

At the same time that Lori stepped under the water to relax and rinse off, Scott slammed the shower door shut, grabbed his clothes, and stomped out into the bedroom.

'That's it,' Scott swore to himself. 'That little whore can't keep doing this. I might have to admit to a moment's indiscretion with Traci if Lori shows Kelley the pictures, but that's easier than what Lori is doing to me now. Fucking little cunt.'

Lori, meanwhile, was quite pleased with herself. A potentially mind-numbing vacation in the middle of nowhere had turned very interesting, indeed. She had direct access to Bob next door and his superb cock. Or, she could just stay in the room and have Scott at the click of her fingers. Turning eighteen was ending up much better than she had anticipated.

Scott made it through the remainder of the day without incident, but struggled to sleep that night as he continued to mull over the possible outcomes of his encounters with Lori. The most troublesome aspect of the whole thing seemed to be his propensity to get hard every time he thought about her naked. He found himself stroking his cock through his boxer shorts in the darkness of the bedroom, hoping Kelley was sound enough asleep not to notice. He dare not cum, so he rolled over and tried to sleep. A minute later, his erection somewhat diminished, he quietly got out of bed to get a drink in the kitchen.

Lori slept on the living room couch, which converted into a day bed. Scott tiptoed past her into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door. He debated between juice and a can of pop, eventually reaching for the juice. He let the door close and the darkness returned. With the help of a dim nightlight in the hall, he managed to find a glass in the cupboard.