Christmas Gifts
This story includes: incest, anal, oral, petting, group orgy, exhibiting, and safe sex. The characters are fictitious and all over 18.
Booking a Christmas week romantic gift package at a ski resort a year in advance seemed ridiculous, annoying, and still expensive. I don't ski, but my wife, Sue, does. Sending her off on her own tempted me. So my presence is her second present. Her favorite opera would be at the opera house there — gift three. I hate opera. Gritting my teeth, I hinted that she should take a week off adding it to her Christmas days off — without spoiling the surprise.
That wasn't the only surprise. The weekend before our trip to Aspen, a heavy snow blanketed the area. They were quick to clear the roads so they didn't need to cancel any reservations. That was such a relief — not. Another surprise came that weekend. Her fraternal twin brother, Brett, showed up without notice. He was expelled from college and needed a place to stay before he figured out how to tell their parents. Surprise. Sue welcomed him warmly; they had been close their whole lives.
"Stan, we can't leave him here alone. Besides being dispirited, I know he can be wild, especially when upset. You don't want to see what he can do to the house with just one party. We need to cancel or take him with us. What do you think?"
Though I didn't like the idea of an intruder spoiling our expensive and romantic vacation, I called the lodge. "Well, Sue, since all rooms are booked in the whole city, we need to cancel or risk leaving him here."
Saved by the bookings.
"There is another option." Her squinty eyes and quirky smile told me she had a devious idea. "We can still take him with us. Since we're driving, there's no extra plane fare. Let's just forget to mention there will be three in the room instead of two. With two Queen beds, we will still have some distance. I used to bathe with him, so we've seen each other nude, if it comes to that."
"I suppose we can still have some privacy, but do you want him to hear us fucking in the same room? We can send him away, but then we lose our spontaneity. Parading around naked with the drapes open is part of the fun. Wait. When's the last time you were naked together?"
"Well, we were about ten. He liked to pinch my flat chest and I pinched his tiny dick. There will be none of that now."
"Though he is your twin, which would be inappropriate at your ripe old ages of twenty-five. He's old enough to take a hint and go away for a while. OK. Let's take him."
During the six-hour drive, Brett mostly sulked. He grunted his answers to Sue's questions. Teasing him, she reached into the back seat, pinched, and twisted his nipple through his shirt. "Owww. That's what I used to do to you, Suz. Don't dare me to do that again now. You've been warned." Sue wisely backed off. The roads were mostly cleared of snow, except for the wind-driven drifts. While still on the interstate, exhibitionist Sue asked me to match speed with a truck. When I did, she turned toward him and pulled her top to her neck. As she shook her bare tits, Brett turned away, "Eww Suz, I don't want to see that."
"So cover your eyes. My tits, my choice." We soon pulled into the motel and checked in, leaving Brett in the car. I had reserved a first floor room near the indoor pool for the beautiful views of the half naked swimmers. Our room was at the end of the building, the pool and hot tub were at the side of the building. The room's big window faced the pool, making it easy for Sue to expose herself.
The room included a kitchenette and a partial dividing wall separating the vanity and small bathroom from the bedroom/kitchenette. A round table and only one Queen bed filled the bedroom. Sue and I looked at each other with wide eyes. We couldn't ask for another bed or cot without doubling the room cost. Ultimately, we asked for more pillows. Sue opened the curtains completely. Several couples were in or around the pool without their kids since children were only allowed near the glassed-in pool in the early morning. That was promising.
By the time we settled in, it was time for an early dinner. Despite choosing the motel restaurant, Sue decided she
had
to change out of her traveling clothes. The narrow path past the foot of the bed led to the vanity and open closet. Seeing the tiny, crowded bathroom, Sue chose to strip all her clothes off by the vanity. She asked her brother to look away even as she began pulling her top off. He stared out the window at the swimmers until Sue called 'clear' after standing naked for minutes. I'm sure she wanted Brett to catch her nude.
After dinner, we stared at the empty pool. Sue suggested we go skinny dip in it and relax in the hot tub. "Jeez sis, when did you become such an exhibitionist? You used to be shy around everyone but me. Then around fifteen, you excluded me too from any exposure."
"Well Brett, when did you become a stick-in-the-mud? I know you were expelled for sharking girls in class as well as on campus. Did you hide your skinny dick from them too?" He left, slamming the door. We didn't see him again for hours. When he did return, Sue apologized. We walked downtown looking for souvenirs. As more snow fell, we returned to our room.
"Brett, the bed is a little snug for us and the pillows, yet I'll put two of them between you and me as a modesty wall. OK?" He agreed. "We can share my flannel Pjs since we're the same size. You get the bottoms and I'll wear the top and my panties. Turn around." Once again, Sue stripped and stayed naked for minutes before digging for her Pjs.
She giggled as she put on her top without panties. "OK Brett, here's your bottom. I suppose you want me to turn away?" He did, yet was still embarrassed to strip to his boxers and change while I stripped to my BB (boxer briefs). As Sue bent a foot away from her brother to place the two pillows, her long top rose and completely exposed her cute ass to me. I'm sure her top billowed in front of Brett since he snapped his head away to avoid staring at his sister's tits. He laid with his back to the pillows as did Sue.
