Authors note: All characters in this story are 18 years or older of age. Due to feedback in the past, this story is written in 3rd person, past tense. I am used to writing in present tense, so if I make a mistake, I apologize!
Having said all of this, I hope you enjoy this story. I plan to continue from this story with a second part, plus more, so this story will not be the end!
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"Brian! Come down!" my mom said.
"Hold on!" I replied to her, shouting out my bedroom door. Our family is going on a vacation to Virginia Beach. We will be staying in a hotel during night. The vacation will be a week long. I will be going with my mom, my little sister who is 19 years of age, of course myself, my older cousin who is 21 years old, and my aunt. My mom is 45 years old, but one would not think that looking at her. Her belly is slightly round, but in the sexy way. She has the perfect amount of belly fat. Her butt and legs also look good. My aunt, who is 42, has an ass that I pray I could bite and my jaws lock up on it. My little sisters name is Michelle and my cousins name is Samantha. Usually, the family calls her Sam for short. My aunt's name is Lily and my mom's name is Lauren. Obviously, I just call her mom. All four of them have blonde hair, yet I have dark brown hair. Maybe it was a recessive gene I inherited.
After a minute of packing stuff, I started walking downstairs until I reach my mom. I looked at her and wished I could start rubbing and kissing her belly, and eventually get lower. Her belly looked perfect in her tight shirt that is about an inch too short. Her butt looked like it would be amazing to lick and squeeze. I looked at my mom with lustful thoughts in my mind. I have a huge belly fetish and I wish I could take it out on every family member, especially my mom.
"Brian!" she said, snapping me out my lustful thoughts.
"Oh-uh-y-yeah." I stuttered, coming back into reality.
"Pick me up so I can get the money." Mom asked. She always hides spare money in the top cabinet above the fridge to save money. It is high enough to where she must stand on a chair. I wondered why she asked me to pick her up, and I am not about to complain.
"Turn around." I said and she does so. I placed my hands on her hips, bend down, and placed her butt against my chest. I stood back up and lifted her up, her soft ass against my chest, my face against her back, and my arms around her belly, feeling its softness. Her belly and butt were so soft. I could immediately feel an erection forming.
"Lift me up higher. It isn't high enough." mom complained. I complied.
"Hold on to the top of the fridge." I ordered and she obeyed. For the second she was hanging on the fridge, I bent down lower and pushed my face into her lower butt/crotch. I then stood back up, using my face to push her up as high as I could, holding her hips to balance her. My dick was really hard and throbbing. One of my fantasies came true. My face was buried deep into my mom's perfect butt. It was so soft, and it surprisingly smelled like peaches. "What if I fart in your face?" mom said and laughed, as I relished this moment. Once she finished struggling and reached the checks, she beckoned for me to let her down and I sadly obliged. I then turned away as quickly as possible to conceal my erection from her, walking immediately to the bathroom downstairs. I felt the need to masturbate immediately.
"You don't you know how to knock?!?" my sister, Michelle, yelled at me. For the split second that I looked at her after accidentally barging in on her, I saw her sitting butt naked on the toilet, fingering herself. I immediately shut the door and ran upstairs to that bathroom. Thankfully, it was empty. I locked the bathroom door and pulled my pants down. I started stroking myself hard, thinking of the softness of my mom's tummy and pf her butt cheeks surrounding my face as my face was buried in her butt crack. I imagined myself eating my mom's asshole out as I masturbated. It only took a couple of minutes for me to shoot a hot stream of white cum from the side of the bathroom I was on to the wall on the other side. I took a minute to catch my breath and then cleaned the mess up. After that, I took a much-needed leak.
I walked out of the bathroom and back to my room. When I walked in my room, I was greeted by my cousin, Samantha. "So, you push your face in your mom's booty and then you barge in on your sister while she's finger fucking herself? Damn you're getting it!" she teased. I blushed red in total embarrassment and walked past her, feeling flustered. She laughed and walked out the room. I finished packing my belongings, including my diary of sexual fantasies, my laptop that has a browsing history I seriously hope nobody ever comes across, and of course clothes.
When I finished packing my belongings, I took them downstairs. Michelle gave me an evil glare, and I give her the "don't look at me like I did anything wrong!" type of look. I took my belongings and put it in the middle seat of the car. We had so much stuff that the trunk of the car that the middle seat was full of it, stacked to the top of the car in the middle seat. There are five family members, including myself, who are going, but only four seats. How will that work?
I walked back in and just sat down for the few minutes it took for everybody else to finish getting ready. As they finished, I noticed my cousin, Sam, wearing skinny low waist jeans with a crop top. Her outie belly button looked like it would taste good in my mouth. Her ass looked good too. My sister, Michelle, was also wearing skinny jeans, but also wearing a tight shirt that covers her tummy. All four of them have perfect bodies and asses. My aunt Lily was wearing a short dress. If she bent down, her ass would probably show. I would love to eat their asses and pussies out, and to play with their tummies. It is a sexual fantasy of mine.
"Okay, so how is this going to work?" I ask everybody as we all walked out to the car, mom locking the door behind us. I checked my pockets to make sure I had my phone, phone charger, portable phone charger, and wallet, and breathed a sigh of relief. The drive is only slightly over an hour away from where we are now, but I still want my portable phone charger.
"How is what going to work?" Aunt Lily asked.
"There are five of us and four seats, because of all this stuff." I pointed out.
"Oh." Samantha said.
"Well, somebody could sit in my lap. We would just have to hope the cops don't see it." I suggest.