Family Vacation

School started up for Cam and Anna. Going to college was exciting and fulfilling. Anna was learning lots about wildlife management. She had always liked the outdoors, but the natural world was so much more fascinating than she ever knew. Cam was taking business, which Anna thought was boring, but she appreciated his practicality. At least he was taking photography too. She knew Cam wanted to earn enough money to give them a good life, but she knew he wouldn't be happy if he didn't have a creative outlet, so she was glad he was taking it.

College came with an influx of potential sexual partners as well. Cam and Anna had both slept with a few of the other people going to the university, but the college kids just weren't quite up to their level and Cam and Anna mostly slept with each other for that reason. The one exception was Bethany, who they had taken to visiting at the sex shop on a weekly basis. Cam had even fucked her in the ass, which is something Anna wasn't interested in, but Bethany didn't mind.

"You know," said Cam, "I still haven't seen Brad and Margo have sex. That seems like it'd be something else."

"No kidding!" agreed Anna, "They're so kinky! And besides, Brad's so huge and Margo is so small. Like, how does he not crush her? I suppose that's why they have the sex swing."

"Maybe we'll get to find out," said Cam, "Aren't they coming over this weekend?"

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"Hey Brad, hey Margo," said Cam as he opened the door, "How've you guys been?"

Brad was wearing a tank-top and athletic shorts, and Margo had on a green plaid mini-skirt and a white crop-top.

"We've been good!" said Brad, "Looking forward to seeing you guys again."

Cam helped them move their luggage into the guest room. Anna wandered down the stairs as they were finishing. She was wearing the oversized t-shirt she sometimes slept in.

"Hey guys!" said Anna, giving each of them a big hug.

The four of them got caught up. Margo and Brad wanted to know all about how college was going. Margo was especially excited about Cam taking photography. Brad had placed in finals at the regional strong-man competition, which Margo seemed really proud of. Brad seemed pretty proud too, it was a tough feat. Anna tried to mindful that not everyone appreciated the nuances of nature like she did, but she ended up telling everyone about a rare mole they had learned about this week.

"Brad. Margo." said Anna as the conversation died down, "Cam and I were talking, and we realized that even though we've had sex with you, we've never seen you guys have sex."

"Crazy," said Margo, "you're right. Do you want to?"

"Well yeah!" said Anna.

"Yeah, I'm pretty curious about it too," said Cam.

"Well let's go upstairs at least," said Brad, fumbling around in his bag, "I haven't seen Mom and Dad yet."

Brad fished out a short coil of rope and they headed upstairs. I wonder what that's for, thought Cam. Upstairs, Valerie was making breakfast and Jason was sitting at the table drinking coffee.

"Hi Jason, Hi Valerie," said Margo, turning to face her husband.

Margo reached her arms around Brad's neck and jumped up, wrapping her legs around him and kissing him. Brad moved his hands to her ass to support her.

"Babe," said Brad in a stern tone, "Did you forget to wear panties again?"

"I guess I did," said Margo, grinding herself on him while he held her, "So, I guess you'll have to punish me for it."

"Seems so," said Brad, setting her down, "And given that you're set on being such a slut, I'm not sure you deserve this nice shirt I bought you."

Anna could pick up that they were roleplaying, but it still caught her off guard when Brad put both hands inside the neck of Margo's shirt and ripped it in half, leaving her tits exposed and her shirt destroyed. It turned Anna on a ton, and she did not know why.

"Okay," said Brad, "go bend over the table. You still need to be punished for what you did."

"Okay," said Margo, turning towards the table.

"It's 'Yes, sir'," said Brad, "Don't forget again."

"Yes, sir," said Margo, bending over the table.

She was indeed not wearing any panties, and her skirt was so short that Cam could easily see her pussy lips sticking out as she bent over. Brad pulled Margo's hands behind her back and then tied them together with the rope he had gotten out of his bag. He pulled her skirt up, exposing her ass, and then brought his hand down hard on her right ass cheek.

Margo yelped when Brad struck her, and her skin was flushed a little where his hand had made contact with her bare bottom. Brad pulled his hand back and smacked her again and then a third time.

"Have you learned your lesson, Margo?" asked Brad.

"Ummm.. I think so," said Margo.

"It's 'Yes, sir', or 'No, sir'," said Brad, spanking her hard again.

Margo twitched and cried out again. Looking between her legs, Cam noticed that her pussy was wet. If nothing else, it was clear that Margo was getting off on the treatment she was getting.

"Yes, sir."

"That's better," said Brad, "Now, that you've gotten your punishment, how are you going to make it up to me?"

"I'm really sorry, sir," said Margo.

"I appreciate that," said Brad, "but I need something more to know you really mean it."

"I could suck your cock," said Margo, "would that help?"

"It's a start," said Brad, pulling his shorts off of his hard dick, "Get on your knees."

Margo got onto her knees, with her ripped shirt and her hands still tied behind her back. Brad moved towards her and presented his cock to her face. Margo leaned forward to take it into her mouth and started blowing him. Cam noticed Mrs. Blakely slip a hand into her underwear and start rubbing herself as she watched. Brad let Margo blow him for a few minutes and then stepped back.

"Very good," said Brad.

"Am I still in trouble, sir?" said Margo.

"Well, you made it up to me," said Brad, "but I'm not the only one here. Did you not think of how it might make them uncomfortable when you decided not to wear panties?"

"Oh, I didn't!" cried Margo, sounding distraught, "I'm so sorry, how can I make it up to you?"

Brad looked up towards Valerie and Jason. Cam was a little worried about Margo, but she caught his eye and winked at him. I guess it's all part of the show, thought Cam.

"Oh, there's no need," said Jason, "Truly, I wasn't bothered at all."

"I think you could make it up to me the same way you made it up to Brad," said Cam.

"Yes, sir," said Margo, standing up and walking over to Cam, and then lowering herself in front of him.

"Make sure to do a good job," said Brad, "Cam deserves every bit as much of an apology as I did. And if he wants to cum, he can."

Cam lowered his pants and Margo got to work sucking his dick. She did not let Brad down, it was an excellent blowjob, especially considering she couldn't use her hands. Cam felt his balls churn and just let it happen. Margo looked surprised for a second when he jizzed in her mouth, but she finished the blowjob, sucking his cum gently out of him until he pulled away drained.

"Does anybody else feel like they need an apology from Margo?" said Brad looking around the room.

"Me!" said Anna excitedly.

"Tell her what to do," said Brad, "Remember this is her apology to you. She needs to do whatever it takes to make it up to you."

"Lay on your back," said Anna.

Margo struggled down to the floor. It was hard with her hands tied, and it didn't look like the most comfortable position, but she did as she was told without question. Anna took her clothes off and straddled Margo's face.

"I want to cum," said Anna, "I want you to make me cum on your face."

Anna lowered her pussy onto Margo's face. Cam watched as Margo's tongue snaked around Anna's clit and started teasing it. Anna grinded herself on Margo's face. Margo ate her out for a few minutes until Anna's legs started shaking as she had her orgasm and then crawled off Margo.

"Oh fuck," breathed Anna, "that was awesome."

"You've been a very good girl, Margo," said Brad as he helped Margo up, "and I think you've earned a reward. We could let you get dressed if you want."

"No, please fuck me," pleaded Margo, "please fuck me sir."

"Are you sure?" said Brad, "It would be more dignified if you covered yourself. Are you sure you want to be fucked?"

"Yes! Pleeeaase fuck me," said Margo desperately, "I'm so horny. I need your cock. I need to feel your hard cock inside of me. I want you to cum inside me."

"Well okay," said Brad, pulling Margo's skirt off, "If that's what you want."

Brad turned Margo to face away from him and pushed his cock up inside her impossibly wet pussy and started fucking her.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck yes, yes please," cried Margo.

"What do we say?" asked Brad.

"Thank you for fucking me," replied Margo as he continued, "Ohhhh, thank you for pounding your rock-hard dick into my pussy."

"You're welcome," said Brad.

Brad ducked down and slipped his head through Margo's bound hands and put his hands between Margo's legs from behind, right on the inside of her upper thighs. He slid his cock back inside of her, and lifted her off the ground, spreading her legs so they could all see his cock sticking into her pussy. He lifted her whole body up and down on his cock, like he was using her as some kind of sex toy, basically jacking himself off with her body. They watched her pussy contract around his dick as she hit an orgasm, her legs struggling with Brad's massive arms. Then they heard Brad groan and watched his twitching dick deposit his seed inside Margo. When he lifted her off, a huge creampie started dripping onto the floor.

"Well, there ya go," said Brad, "I hope you don't think we're too crazy."

"That was so hot!" said Anna, "When you ripped Margo's shirt, I thought I might orgasm on the spot."

"Margo didn't any of that hurt?" asked Cam.

"Well, the spanks hurt, but they're supposed to," replied Margo as Brad untied her, "and Brad is good about knowing how much I can take. We've got a safe word in case things go too far. I just love the feeling of being used. Honestly, I didn't expect you and Anna to play along as much as you did. That was my favorite part."

"It certainly was a sight to see," said Valerie, taking her hand out of her underwear.

They all sat down for breakfast. Valerie had made a California potato skillet, and they had orange juice. It was delicious. The perfect refill after my morning, thought Margo.

"Your mother and I were talking," Jason said to Anna, "Since you're back in school, we thought we could maybe take a family trip over winter break. It would be over your birthday, so if you want to do it some other time, that'd be okay."

"My interest is piqued," said Anna, "Where would we be going?"

"We found a resort in Mexico that I think you'd really like," said Valerie, "It's on the beach of course, and there's beautiful cliffs on the property that overlook the ocean. It's also clothing-optional."

"Wait for real?" said Anna, "Hell yes! Can Cam come?"

"Everyone here is invited if they want," said Jason, "Brad, do you think you and Margo would come?"

"I'm busy with work the fist few days of winter break," said Brad, "but we could join on the tail end if that works."

"Could we bring Bethany?" asked Anna.

"I think that'd be okay," said Valerie, "As long as she's okay with the whole clothing being optional thing."

"Oh, she'll love it," replied Cam.

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Bethany was indeed very excited to be invited to the Blakely's vacation. She and Anna chattered all morning as they packed and picked out their travel outfits. Anna went with some distressed white short-shorts and a green crop-top that accentuated her eyes. Bethany wore some form-fitting stretchy skinny jeans and a low-cut black V-neck.

"I packed some clothes from the shop too," said Bethany, "There's a bunch of stuff I've always wanted to wear but never really had the chance. We're pretty much the same size, so most of it should fit you too if you want to borrow."

"Bethany, you're the best," said Anna, "I'm so glad you're coming with us!"

They packed up the car and headed to the airport. Anna had a slightly embarrassing moment when the toy Bethany had gotten her showed up on the x-ray for extra screening, but she turned her charm on the young TSA agent that checked it, and he sent her on her way with a blush and a bulge in his pants.

The flight was long but smooth. They picked up a rental car and had dinner in Cancun in an ocean-side restaurant with an absolutely beautiful view. Since their post-airport drive was still a few hours, they had elected to stay in Cancun the first night. The next day they started out early and arrived at the resort mid-morning.

"Hello," said a pretty receptionist with a slight Mexican accent, "Welcome to Playa Placer. Do you have a reservation with us?"

"Yes," said Valerie, "It's under Blakely."

"Could you provide an ID for a person on the reservation please?", said the receptionist.

"Thank you," she continued after checking Valerie's ID, "There's a few important things to know about our lovely resort. There are a few clearly designated clothing-required areas, but aside from those the entire property can be considered clothing-optional."

She pulled five silver bracelets out and presented them to Valerie. They had large red gemstones in them that matched the style of the lobby.

"These are 'Don't Ask' bracelets," explained the receptionist, "If you are wearing one on your wrist, you are free to enjoy the benefits of our resort without the distraction of unwanted sexual advances. In turn, we ask that while you may interact with staff and guests who are wearing these bracelets on their wrists, you do not invite them to any sexual activities or otherwise make sexual advances."

"You may invite anyone who is not wearing a 'Don't Ask' bracelet on their wrist to join you in a sexual activity. We only require that you respect their decision and do not follow up if your advances are declined. If you are wearing your bracelet and wish to remove it, you can put it around your ankle for safe keeping. Here are your room keys, your suites are located in building two. Enjoy your stay at Playa Placer."

They agreed to drop their stuff off and then explore the resort before meeting back up for lunch. Valerie and Jason were in a suite right next to the one that Bethany was sharing with Cam and Anna.

"I'm so excited!" said Anna, removing her clothes in their room, "What should I wear?"

"I thought about just going naked," said Bethany, shrugging out of her skinny jeans, "But I kinda want to try on some of this stuff I got from the shop."

"Oh yes!" said Anna, "Let's do that."

Anna pulled out her red micro bikini as Cam removed his clothes. Cam knew she had always wanted to wear it in public. The tiny triangles over her nipples showed off her breasts, and you could see her areolas on the flat sides of each triangle. The triangle that covered her clit did just that, showing off her sexy trimmed pubic hair. A thong string in the back left her ass completely exposed; you couldn't even see the string until it reached her lower back.

"You look amazing babe," said Cam, hugging her from behind and rubbing his cock on her ass while he fondled her very accessible breasts.

"Mmmm," cooed Anna, "Thank you."

"Oh, you do too Bethany," said Cam.

Bethany was wearing a light-blue one-piece. It had two long strips of fabric that came around her neck and over her breasts. They plunged between her legs, traveling on either side of pussy, but not covering it all. The fabric appeared to meet shortly after and join into a g-string that traveled up her back to where they split around her neck.

Cam moved behind her and gave her the same gesture of appreciation, but taking advantage of her exposed clit to rub himself on her pussy a bit before pulling back.

"Mmmm," said Bethany, "Thanks Cam. They don't have a lot of great sexy revealing clothes for guys. I did bring this though."

"It's body oil," said Bethany, producing a bottle from her bag, "Body-builders use it to make themselves look more defined on stage. It gives you a sort of chiseled, strongly sexual look."

"I'm game," said Cam.

The girls worked together to apply the body oil to Cam, paying more attention than was strictly necessary to making sure his dick was sufficiently covered.

"Damn, Cam," said Anna, admiring her work, "That works. You look hot. You're like, exuding sexual energy."

"Let's go explore,", said Bethany, "before I lose my self-control and fuck you right here in our boring room."

"I'm gonna wear my bracelet," said Anna, "I wanna sus the place out before I start getting really freaky."

"That's smart," agreed Cam.

They all put their bracelets on and headed outside. There was a large grassy area with beach towels laid around it. Several of the towels had nude people on them, and a couple of them were having sex. On one edge of the lawn, in front of a grove of tropical forest, was a tiki-themed hut that said "Guest Relations". Past the hut, there was a pool and hot tub area and a restaurant. Beyond those, you could see the beach and the stunning light-turquoise ocean.

"Let's check out guest relations," said Anna, "Regular resorts have like, activities and stuff. I want to see what this one has."

They headed towards the guest relations counter. The employee behind the counter was a super-cute, nude, Mexican woman. She had dark brown, nearly black wavy hair that came down over her shoulders and framed her C-cup breasts. Cam was at full-mast just looking at her.

"Hello," she said, "I am Isabella. You can call me Isa for short. How can I help you?"

"We were wondering what there is to do here," said Cam, "Do you do activities?"

"We do," said Isabella, "Today there is a strip poker tournament and tomorrow a dance with live music. There are guided hikes every morning. We also schedule extra activities as demand allows, so it's good to check back."

"What's 'Fantasies Come True'?", asked Bethany, looking at a poster in the booth.

"Oh, it's wonderful," said Isabella, "If you have a fantasy you've always dreamed of, but you could not make it happen because it was impractical, we will help you make it happen. We have a consultation with you to find out what you want and use our experience to make it happen if possible. If we can't get it exactly how you dreamed, we can usually capture the essence of it. It's a very popular service."

"If you want to help me out," Isabella continued, "and help out your fellow dreamer, you could fill out our survey? It helps us identify guests who might help fulfil someone's fantasy."

"Sure," said Anna, "I'll do that."

"Me too," said Cam.

They all filled out a survey and thanked Isa for the information.

"Hey Isa," asked Bethany, "Since we're wearing our bracelets, does that also mean we can't initiate sex with anyone?"

"No," said Isabella, "You can still ask anyone who is not wearing a bracelet on their wrist even if you are wearing one. But you are more likely to have interesting new experiences if you're not wearing one. It's whatever you are comfortable with."

"Could I possibly go down on you?" asked Bethany, "I think you are so cute. I'm Bethany, by the way."

"I would like that very much, Bethany!" replied Isa, "Perhaps on one of the towels?"

Isabella put up a sign indicating that she would be back soon. She walked around the counter and took Bethany's hand and walked over to a nearby towel on the lawn. Isabella was well-curved; her hips flared out wide. She had a silver belly-button piercing and a fairly full bush.

Isa laid down on the towel and Bethany crawled between her legs. Anna looked over at Cam and moved her bracelet from her wrist to her ankle. Cam shrugged and did the same.