The next morning was a much more gentle one. Steph awoke to the diffuse morning light streaming through her mother's window. She smiled and snuggled a little deeper into Cynthia's embrace. Her mother was behind her, arms wrapped around her.
The night before had been nice. After a long make out session on the deck, they had retreated to the bedroom. What followed was a gentle exploration of their mutual love. A lot of kissing, groping, licking and sucking at each other's nipples. A fair amount of grinding their panty-clad pussies against each other's thighs. Nothing too intense.
Steph drifted back asleep quickly, Cynthia's warmth better than any blanket.
Drea had to press her forearm into her mouth to keep from screaming as her third orgasm rolled through her. Her free hand was crammed down into her underwear, fingers dancing across her clit. The thin fabric was completely soaked and mostly see through at this point.
Next to her, Florence was still asleep, snoring lightly. She was wearing a thin tank-top, and her fat nipples were standing out, stiff and proud. Something about the sight had been extremely erotic to Drea as she woke, and she had started touching herself without really thinking about it. But she didn't want to wake her cousin up just yet.
"Mmmm!" Gia moaned into Kelly's mouth. When she pulled back a thick string of spit connected their lips. "Oh, fucking fuck me, you fucking sluts!" She was pinned between Kelly and Melisa. They had woken her up wearing a pair of thick strap ons, and the brutal assault on her holes had consumed the whole morning.
"Sounds like she wants more, Kel." Melisa was behind Gia, reaching around her to take a tight grip of her sister in law's tits. Her thick dildo was plunging into Gia's gaping asshole.
"Then I guess we'll just have to give her more." Kelly pulled her strap from Gia's cunt, a gush of girlcum following along with it. She pressed the thick rubber rod against the one Melisa already had buried in Gia's ass and began easing it into her sister's stretched ring. "I'm sure there's a little more room back here."
"I just don't get it," Drea said. "Your mom is so skinny, she's like Flor all grown up. And you're just like, pow!" She gestured to Steph's tits. "And pow!" She pointed at her cousin's ass.
The three cousins were sunbathing by the pool, and the conversation had naturally turned to Steph's body. The three of them were wearing their skimpiest bikinis, little scraps of fabric pulled up in their asses and tucked between their pussy lips. Drea and Steph had tiny little triangles barely covering their nipples, but Florence was topless. She was borrowing a suit from Drea again. Her own bikini had been judged as unacceptably prudish by the whole family.
Steph shrugged. "Just good genetics, I guess."
"So are all the women on your dad's side insanely stacked too?" Florence asked.
"Uhh, I don't really know. My dad only had brothers, and they only have sons." Steph thought for a moment. "Grandma is just fat, really."
"Whatever the reason, you are incredibly hot," Drea said. "Stand up and pose for me." She waited while Steph obeyed her orders and then pulled out her phone. "Hey there Insta fam, I'm out here at the beach with my family, and I just wanted to let you all know my cousin Steph is ridiculously hot and sexy. Check her out." Drea tapped her phone to flip the camera. Steph blushed at the attention, but didn't stop posing, sticking out her ass and tits for the internet. "I'll put all her socials in the comments so you can follow her."
"I don't really do the whole social media thing," Steph said, sitting back down.
"Really? You should. With that body you'd make so much money." Drea looked over at Florence. "Sorry not to include you, Flor, but putting your tits on blast would get my account deleted."
"It's fine," Florence said. "My own fault for not bringing a nicer top. At least your bottoms fit me. But you're like, what, a C cup? Even that's huge on me."
"Why don't we go shopping?" Drea asked. "My treat. We can get you a bikini, and replace that dress we ripped off Steph the other night."
Steph blushed at the fragmented memory. "Shopping sounds fun, but you don't have to pay or anything."
Drea held up a hand. "I won't take no for an answer. Being a rich girl with a trust fund isn't all fun and games, but I have a daddy who is very eager to make up for cheating on mom all those times. So I also have his credit card."
"Mmm," Melisa sighed, her tension melting away under the skilled hands of the masseuse. "This is exactly what I needed." She reached out and took Kelly's hand.
Kelly was on a massage table next to her wife, under the attention of her own masseuse. "I know. I was so happy that this place was still open. Twenty years later and it's still the best spa in town."
"You can't get service like this anywhere else, that's for sure." Cynthia was laid out on a bigger table, turned towards Kelly and Melisa. "I wish I had a place like this back hoooooo..." She trailed off in a moan, going cross-eyed for a moment. The spa worker taking care of her had just tugged an anal bead the size of an apple out of her stretched ring. "Fuuuuck. Goddamn that felt good. How many more?"
"Eight more, ma'am," The spa girl said with a smile.
The spa, incidentally, had the same owners as the club they visited on their first night in town.
"What about you, Gia?" Kelly asked. "Getting treated right?"
Gia couldn't answer with anything more than a strangled moan. She was strapped to a spanking bench by her wrists and ankles, her mouth filled with a ball gag and her eyes covered by a blindfold. A fat dildo on a piston was slowly pumping in and out of her dripping cunt. Another spa girl was standing by with a flogger, occasionally giving Gia sharp slaps across her ass. Gia's phone buzzed from the table where their things were stacked.
"Should I check that?" The spa girl asked. Taking Gia's moan and short nod as an answer she picked up the phone. "You have a text from Drea. She says that they are borrowing the car to go shopping."
"Oh, that's a good idea," Kelly said. She looked up at her masseuse with a smile. "Why don't you go ahead and get a little deeper."
"Yes, ma'am," The girl said. She drizzled a generous portion of oil down Kelly's ass and began working her ring with a pair of skilled fingers.
Florence had to admit it, Drea knew the perfect place for shopping. It was a bit of a drive, out past the touristy areas closer to the beach. But tucked into a little stretch of woods was a shopping center that appeared to cater directly to rich girls with too much money and very little shame. Now all three cousins were laden with bags, courtesy of Drea's absent father.
She was happy with her purchases. The shop selling bikinis had apparently priced their suits inversely to the amount of fabric in them, and Florence had picked out a few VERY slutty, very expensive ones. She couldn't wait to wear them.
The dress store has been very similar. The thinner a dress was, and the less coverage it gave, the higher the price. But Steph had found a very nice piece to replace her shredded club dress. A quick lunch had followed, and the three of them were just about to head home.
"What about this place,?" Drea asked. The store in question was called Jenny's Treasures, and the windows had mannequins with some very fancy lingerie displayed. "It's new since the last time I shopped here." None of them had anywhere else to be, so they went in.
"Ladies, welcome to my store. I'm Jenny." Jenny was a thirty-something blonde, and judging from her outfit, she didn't use any of her own wares. The thin fabric of her gray maxi dress made it very clear that she wasn't wearing any lingerie. "Can I help you find anything?"
"I think we're just browsing," Drea said. Then she gave a mischievous grin. "You wouldn't have a space where we can try things on for each other do you? You know, for advice."
Jenny smiled and gestured to the back. "You're in luck, follow me." She led them past the racks and displays to the back of the shop. Behind a door there was a room with a couple of couches, a curtained off area for changing, and a little raised space with mirrors around it. "This is normally for bachelorette parties and that sort of thing, but I don't have anything scheduled today. So you can use it as long as you need."
The three cousins spread out and grabbed a few choice items before retreating back to their private space. "Do you guys mind if I go first?" Drea asked. "I think this is going to be pretty hot."
Drea popped behind the curtain to change while Florence and Steph got settled on one of the couches. "Daaaamn, I hope you two are ready for this," Drea said. She stepped out. "Ta da!"
Florence let out a wolf whistle. "Oh, wow!" Steph said.
Drea's chosen outfit consisted of a strappy little thong, the tiny scrap of fabric over pussy held up by a complicated arrangement of straps over her hips. But the bra was the real showstopper. Black lace surrounded Drea's tits, but her breasts were covered by a multitude of tiny red threads. They shifted as she moved, giving tantalizing hints of nipple and skin. "Do you guys like it?" Drea spun, the threads lifting up to flash her cousins. When they settled back down her stiff nipples split the threads.
Florence and Steph could only nod in agreement.
"Awesome. Flor, it's your turn." Drea took Florence's spot on the couch. She turned, cupping Steph's chin and drawing her cousin into a kiss as Florence changed. They only split apart when Florence came out. "Oooh, Flor. That's fucking hot," Drea said.
Florence had picked out a bra made of nothing but gold chain, hiding nothing of her tiny tits. The panties were much the same, a triangle of white fabric holding up more gold chains over her exposed mound. She spun, showing off the single chain that ran up her ass.
"Shiny, Flor. I love it." Steph stood and made for the changing area. "But you two are gonna cream what you see what I have."
Flor plopped down on the couch as Drea lifted her hips and began pulling off her thong. "You don't want it?" Flor asked.
