My sister Karen had invited a friend from college to come with her to Provence, France on vacation. My parents were keen on Roman architecture and had set off (as they did every morning) to tour the area. Alice and Karen shared a bed together in the converted Provencale farmhouse. My room was next door and because of the design of the house, I could observe their room through some dividing rough wooden shutters into her bedroom. The walls were whitewashed and equipped with rough chunky peasant furniture and colourful rugs scattered across the tiled floor. Their bed was queen sized with pure white sheets and a bright orange throw. I peered through the shutters and could only see my sister in the bed. I decided to go in.
She was stirring from her sleep and pulled back the top sheet to stretch herself awake. She had a short black vest on and her stretching exercise accented her shapely boobs. My eyes were drawn to her groin. She was wearing white short-style panties which barely covered her sex. The flatness of her tanned belly was replaced by a sudden curving mound of the feminine bulge between her thighs. She pushed her hips upwards groaning in her sleepiness but to my fevered eyes this could have been in response to a thrust of someone's huge cock into her. I looked for a few seconds more and then went in.
"Morning, sis," I called out all the time staring at her panty covered mound. Why did I always get hard just by looking at my sister in her panties? As I approached I could see the faint colour of her pubic hair beneath the white material. I set on the edge of her bed and as I did so she lifted one knee so emphasising her mound even more. My cock was thickening uncontrollably when I saw that her panties had lifted on one side revealing a neatly trimmed vaginal lip perfectly. My lust was disturbed by the sound of Alice coming into the room from the adjoining bathroom.
"Hi,there Rob," she said cheerily. I pretended not to notice the small cotton towel that barely covered her body. Alice was taller, very athletic and had much larger breasts than my sister and I never missed a chance to peek at them (especially the side profile) whenever I had the chance.
"What are we going to do today, Karen?" she asked, bending down over my sister's bed to retrieve some item of clothing. Her shapely ass was just a few inches away from my head and as she bent over I caught a whiff of the scented Occidental soap she had showered with. Alice was a bit of an enigma. My sister had admitted she had slept with guys her own age at college which in itself was unusual since none of my sister's group were dating and certainly not my sister. However, I recognised the way Alice held my gaze at certain times and slid her eyes over my body when I had my swim shorts on. My fervent wish was to catch her in her bikini so I could take a good long look at parts of her body which usually stayed covered up. As Alice leaned over I slid my lustful eyes over her cheeks which were tight and round. As she stretched over the bed, blocking the view of my sister, the small white towel slid high up her shapely thighs. I slid down a little to see more. At the juncture of her thighs I could plainly see the lower edges of a pair of thick pussy lips.
"It's here somewhere ,I left it last night," complained Alice her buttocks lifting higher. I continued to stare at her sex the lips parting with her exertions and the brown anus ring stretched apart. "There you go," she cried in triumph, sitting upright suddenly and turning in one movement her eyes looking down at my loins. A smile crossed her face as she saw what I hadn't intended to be seen: the purple glans of my cock had extracted itself from the top of my shorts, the tip oozing with precum.
"Um, sorry, I'll leave you two alone," I stood up hurriedly and hand over my groin scuttled from the room.
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Later that day I went to explore the pool which was hidden behind a colourful row of bushy shrubs. I caught a flash of color near the edges of the bushes and as I neared the spot recognised my sister clad in her swimsuit.
"Hi, Karen, how's it going?" She leapt up in surprise her face a guilty secret.
"Nothing... I mean I was just looking at... um." She abruptly stopped speaking, her eyes lowering in embarrassment. I moved forward to see what exactly she was looking at through the bushes. The sight before me caused my cock to twitch in my swim shorts. Barely ten feet away was a man in his thirties, dark haired muscular and tanned laying on a sunbed. Pointing into the air like a red club was an uncircumcised cock of great girth and length crowned with a large plum coloured glans. A young female clad in a one piece swimsuit was leaning over him, her hand gently skimming up and down his sex . His head was thrown back in ecstacy as the foreskin was exposed and then covered in turn. Up and down the rhythmic action continued. My cock had stiffened and grown and was now tenting my shorts. I was aware of my sister next to me and caught a strong whiff of something as she lifted her hand to her mouth in shock at the overtly pornographic scene in front of her. I stared at her beautiful boobs heaving inside her bikini the nipples pushing at the cups.
"That's so hot, Rob."
"Sorry, I didn't mean..." she blurted. Her head dropped and she gave a sharp intake of breath as she saw the state of my cock. Her head lifted again.
"He's certainly well hung, sis, if I do say so myself – see how his cock is aching for release." Karen's eyes snapped upwards which gave me a chance to expose my own cock. The foreskin was now fully peeled back and the angry veins in my cock were pulsing hard. I could hear Karen's breath becoming heavier as she observed the action in front of her, unaware I had exposed myself. The Frenchman's cock was now at its maximum girth and height as his partners hand gripped his thickness, her other hand gently cradling and massaging his balls, masturbating him strongly. She paused to wipe some pre-cum around the purple head allowing us an uninterrupted view.
"I have to do myself," Karen muttered, her situation forgotten. Her hand thrust itself beneath her bikini bottoms and proceeded to frig her pussy frantically. I could hear a soft liquid noise from the action of her fingers .Her eyes were fixed straight ahead, soft moans escaping from her mouth. I pulled my cock from my shorts all pretence now gone as my sister and I masturbated together. She gasped as she saw my hand pulling on my cock in shared lust. The Frenchman was bucking his hips up and down, his orgasm approaching.
"Uh,uh" Karen moaned, her fingers frantically vibrating her sex. "Go on, pump it hard," she urged. A loud groan escaped the Frenchman's mouth as a huge spewing torrent of sperm sprayed from his glans. It continued to jet, the spurts slowing gradually until it dribbled over his glans. His partner pulled back his foreskin and began smearing his sperm around his cockhead. I could feel my own orgasm arriving : my cock exploded with my own ribbons of creamy sperm matching his in a powerful jet that splattered the bush in front of me. I pulled down on my foreskin exposing the final squirts from my glans. Karen's face was beetroot red as she saw my action but she stared hard at my cock as its final throbbing pulses subsided until only a dribble of sperm hung by a thread from the tip. I shook it once and pulled up my shorts.She swung on her heels and ran off.
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Karen was in the bathroom clad in her shorts and T shirt as I entered after lunch.
"Do you remember that guy we saw at the pool?"
Her face reddened telling me she was only too aware of the sight. I carried on: "I see that he shaved his cock and balls - just like I do."
"That's pervy,Rob."
