Un Sejour Dans Le Sud De La France

Author's Note:- This is the seventh chapter of "Tommy, Beth et Terri - Un séjour inoubliable dans le sud de la France" If you are new to this story I would suggest that you read "Tommy meets Terri" before reading this story to familiarise yourself with the characters and the situation between them. Also, I like to think of this story not as simply a sex-story, but rather as a story that has some sex in it (albeit quite a lot of it!) All characters are over 18

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Tommy, Beth et Terri - Un séjour inoubliable dans le sud de la France

Chapter 7 -- A Date with Destiny?

I was awoken by the familiar warmth of my sister sliding between my sheets and nuzzling up against me. She seemed a little surprised to find me already naked. This wasn't due to any anticipation on my part - as if I had fully expected to be roused from my slumber by one of the girls - it was simply because it had been another warm night and it was simply cooler and more comfortable to sleep naked.

"Mmmmm... 'morning Beth." I said and greeted her with a kiss and a warm embrace.

"Was last night crazy or what?" She said once our lips parted.

"I guess you could say that."

"Y'know, I meant what I said about you and Alex." She said, "I really am okay with you being bi... and you and Alex, y'know... exploring things together. And I know for a fact that Jenny really is okay with it too."

"Thanks sis, that means more than you could know." I said, "I mean, all these feelings I've been having lately have been pretty... well, scary really. Knowing that you and Jenny are okay with it is a huge weight off my mind. I don't know how mum and dad will react when they find out though."

"Call it a hunch, but I think they'd have a far easier time accepting that you are bisexual than if they ever find out that you and I have been having sex together!"

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

"I'm a girl -- I'm

always

right!" Beth chuckled, "And while we're on the subject of sex, I hope that whatever you get up to with Alex won't change what you and I get up to."

"Oh Beth," I sighed, "It could never change how I feel about you. In fact, knowing I have your blessing to explore my feelings for Alex just makes me love you even more."

I kissed her softly but passionately. As our tongues entwined I reached up and drew her knickers down. I could only get them as far as her knees but it was far enough for her to recognise my intention to prove my love for her in the best possible way.

She pulled them down the rest of the way, giving me full and unhindered access to her moistly succulent feminine delights. I was already hard and within moments I was on top and inside her, my arms locked straight as I bucked and shimmied my hips with a determined fervour to give her the gratification that she so properly deserved.

I simply never tire of seeing the expression on her face whenever we are locked together in sexual unity. Whether it is when she is on top, or as was the case now, when I am on top of her, she always has this slightly doe-eyed, slightly vacant expression on her face. It is the unmistakable look of a sensual young woman who is lost in her own world of erotic pleasure and sexual joy.

I know however, that while she may appear to be merely passive, she is anything but. Her blissed-out expression may disguise it, but I can tell that on the inside she is a maelstrom of emotions, desires and physical nuances. For you see, I can feel from the way she moves her body beneath me and the way she clenches and contracts her internal muscles that she wishes to reciprocate the pleasure I am giving to her in any way she can. Which she does... and then some!

I lifted her oversized t-shirt, with its teddy bear motif that she had slept in, up and out of the way and then sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. Suddenly, that motion coaxed her vocal chords into life and she gasped and yipped into my ear, her hands stroking and caressing my back. Her vocalisations increased in intensity as I very gently nibbled on her stiffly erect nipple with my teeth. It required only the very gentlest of touches of course, just enough to drag the surface of my teeth across the textured surface of her now bullet-like nipples, but it made her whole body stiffen and took her on the next step on the road towards her sexual zenith. And that morning I wanted to give her the most wonderful orgasm I could possibly have given her.

I was by this time well practiced at having sex, even though I had only lost my virginity a few short weeks earlier. But, call it some weird twins psychic connection thing, I knew exactly how to work myself into Beth to give her precisely what she needed. Perhaps this was why I had no problem giving her an orgasm and why I could never seem to do the same for Terri - not being twins, maybe we just didn't have that same intuition.

I thought about Terri for a moment as I continued to make love to my sister. I knew she was destined for the mother and father of all hangovers that morning. But that wasn't what concerned me about her. Last night she had been so out-of-sorts, especially when she completely lost it and ended up stood naked before us and peeing on the lawn. In the space of only a few days she had witnessed us - twin brother and sister - having sex, had lost her virginity to me, had encountered another incestuous couple in our new American friends, had taken part in our little sexual adventure at the cove. And I had to wonder what effect the new revelation that Alex and I had sexual feelings for each other would have on her. For a girl who had up to that point led such a sheltered upbringing with a domineering mother who vehemently disapproved of all sexual liaisons outside of the sanctity of marriage, was it any wonder that her mind had suddenly imploded like that? I hoped she would be alright - I made a resolution to speak to her about it and, if necessary, curtail our intimate relations at least until she had had a little more time to process the revelations that had so visibly overcome her last night.

She meant almost as much to me as my sister did and I didn't like to see her upset. The sight of her stood there on the grass with her legs apart with a golden stream of urine issuing from between her legs would've been a hypnotically arresting and erotic sight had the circumstances behind it been different.

I was brought back into the here-and-now by the sound of Beth approaching her climax. All she needed was one last little push to tip her over the edge. I removed myself from her and replaced my penis with my tongue. I alternated between driving my tongue into her with nibbling on her stiffly engorged clitoris in much the same way as I did with her nipples only moments earlier.

Not wanting to alert the entire villa to her being in the throes of orgasm, Beth jammed her knuckle into her mouth and bit down hard to stifle her cries and groans of orgasmic exultation as my teeth and my tongue worked their magic.

"Nnnnnggghh!! Mmmmfffff!!! Nnnnngggh!!!" Came her muffled cries as she rode the tidal bore of climactic sexual arousal. Once again I found myself in awe of the strength and duration of the female orgasm as I felt her entire body stiffen and writhe at my touch.

Eventually though, just as a tidal bore runs out of energy and dissipates, Beth's orgasm dissipated itself and resolved to leave her with a facial expression of blissed-out fulfillment.

"Mmmmmm..... ahhhhh.... Oooohhh..." Beth groaned languidly as her orgasm ebbed away.

I knelt up, my penis still as hard as when it had left her body, and just left her to come around to her senses.

When she returned to the real world she thanked me profusely with a warm and soothing embrace and we kissed passionately. I felt a wonderful glow of satisfaction overcome me as we hugged - I knew that I had performed admirably for her and that meant more to me at that moment than she could ever know.

"Oh Tommy-bear, you didn't cum." Beth said finally as she realised I hadn't enjoyed an orgasm of my own.

"It's okay," I replied, "all I ever want when we make love is for you to be happy."

"I'd be happy even if you

never

made me cum, Tommy." She said, "You shouldn't have to be so over-considerate so as to deny yourself your own climax. You know you can cum in me any time you want."

"I know, but Beth..." I said as I fixed her with a gaze that I hoped would convey my sincerity, "I did that for

you

, not for me."

She smiled.

"Well in that case, thank you. But I insist that you let me do this for you!"

Beth pushed me down so that I laid flat on my back. Within seconds my penis was in her mouth and she was sucking and slurping on me fervently. On each and every upstroke she wrapped her tongue around the very tip, which caused me to shudder from the delicious stimulation she was giving me. Our eyes met briefly and for a moment I could clearly see her smile at me while she adjusted her position and took a breath before taking me into her mouth once more. I was in a world of bliss - totally unaware of the world around me. The only things in my sphere of conscious awareness were myself, my sister and the wonderful sensations that coursed and rippled throughout my whole body.

"Oh Tommy, sweetheart," Beth sighed, "give yourself to me. Let me taste you on my tongue."

"Ooohhh ffffuckk!!" Was all I could manage in return. I was at the precipice myself and seconds away from coming.

Sure enough, the familiar blood rush coursed through my veins and every nerve in my body flashed with tiny jolts of electricity. The intensity focused itself between my legs and then...

Explosion.

"Hahhhh!!! Ahhhh!!! Hahhhh!!!" I cried out in joyous release as my penis pulsed and my pubic muscles spasmed causing all the semen that had welled up inside me to burst forth and erupt into Beth's waiting mouth.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Beth moaned as I filled her mouth with my cum. She had that contented expression on her face that signaled that she was savouring every drop I had to give her.

In only a few short seconds it was all over - my orgasm spent in the blink of an eye.

Beth continued to suckle and lick my penis clean as though to extract every last millilitre of my semen and savour as much of it as she possibly could.

"I love you Bethy-rabbit." Was all that I was able to say.

"I love you too, Tommy-bear." She replied with a grin.

We then did something we'd never done before - we shared a shower together. We took it in turns to soap each other up and rinse each other off. Having had our sexual desires sated, there was nothing sexual about it - it was simply an act of love between two people who enjoyed being naked together.

Having toweled each other dry we went our separate ways to get dressed.

I was the first of us to enter the main open-plan part of the villa. Alex and Jenny had stayed the night and had taken one of the sofas each. During the night however, they had obviously decided to remove the seat cushions and lay them on the floor in order to fashion an improvised double bed. It was obvious why of course. When I found them they were in each other's arms, obviously having been making love at some point themselves. That, coupled with the fact that they were both naked. I told them our bathroom was free so they could freshen up and that I was going to make us all some breakfast.

Half an hour later, after having made the four of us a toasted bacon sandwich each, Terri had still not surfaced. Beth seemed concerned for her friend's wellbeing and was about to go to her bedroom to check on her. But, halfway toward her bedroom, the door slowly opened and a thoroughly bedraggled and obviously severely hung-over Terri staggered blindly into the light.

"Oh Terri!" Beth gasped, "You look awful!"

"I

feel

awful." She groaned in reply, "I had my head in the toilet nearly all night."

"It was all that wine you drank last night." Beth said, "You drank almost two bottles of the stuff."

Terri groaned.

"I hope I didn't embarrass myself." She said.

I couldn't help but snigger, and Terri instantly picked up on my mirth.

"Oh my God, I

did

do something embarrassing didn't I!" Terri said dejectedly.

"It's okay Terri," I said in an attempt to comfort her, "you were wasted - and you were upset. It was nothing, really."

"What did I do?" She asked.

"You don't want to know." Beth said.

"Tell me!" Terri said forcefully, "I need to know! What did I do??"

"Terri, trust me you don't need to..."

"Tell me!!"

"Okay, if you really wanna know," Jenny said, "you were angry about your mom and how she controls you, so in an act of defiance... you um... took all of your clothes off."

"Oh Lord..." Terri said.

"And then you um... stood there in front of us all um... naked." Jenny continued, "And then kinda... y'know... pissed on the grass."

"Oh my God," Terri groaned. She slumped down heavily on the sofa and buried her head in her hands.

Beth and I immediately sat either side of her to console her.

"How could I have done something so bloody stupid?!?" Terri sobbed.

"Listen, it's okay." I said, "You'd had too much to drink. You weren't in control of yourself."

"But that doesn't excuse my behaviour!" Terri said.

"Well maybe not," Beth said, "but it

does

explain it. And none of us will hold any of it against you - we could all see you were upset. So we'll all just draw a line under it and move on, okay?"

"Yes," I agreed with Beth, "It's in the past now. It happened but let's just move on and never mention it again."

Terri smiled and hugged us in return.

"Thanks you two," she said, wiping a tear, "I don't deserve to have friends like you."

"And that goes for me and Jenny too." Alex said, "We've done some pretty dumb things ourselves, so we're in no place to judge you for what you did."

Terri smiled at the American siblings and beckoned to them to join the group hug.

"Now, I know it's probably the last thing you wanna do right now cause I know you're feeling like death," Jenny said, "but you really ought to have something to eat."

"Jenny's right." Beth agreed, "Your blood sugar's probably way too low and because you've been sick overnight you're probably really dehydrated as well. You need something to eat and drink to get yourself back to your old self."

"My 'old self'." Terri observed, "If there's anything this holiday has taught me, it's that I don't want to be my 'old self' again."

"How do you mean?" Jenny asked.

"Well, before I came out here I was, I suppose, what you might call a 'Plain Jane'. But thanks to Beth and Tommy I've really learnt a lot about myself. And about boys... and sex... and... love." Terri said.

"Well, I guess you have," Beth said, "There's still a lot you have to learn however - like, what is and what isn't acceptable when it comes to sex."

It was an obvious reference to the incident during our fist visit to the beach when she took down my Speedo's and sucked me off right there and then without asking.

"I know, I know." Terri sighed.

We didn't exactly have to force Terri to eat something, but as anyone who has ever had a bad hangover will tell you, eating feels like the last thing you want to do. However, after a little persuasion Terri managed a cup of coffee and some toast and before long she started to feel a little better.

Terri, accompanied by Beth and Jenny was then escorted her back to her room. The intention, on the outside at least, being to help her get cleaned up and dressed. The real intention though, as was plainly obvious to me, was to give Alex and I some time alone to talk. I didn't really know what to say to him. But, like most English people, I was born with the gift of being fluent in the language of small talk.

All countries have their national stereotypes - Americans for example are often portrayed, however rightly or wrongly, of being brash and overly outgoing and sometimes as being a bit dim. The Irish are sometimes portrayed as all having 'the gift of the gab' and being just a little odd, Germans as being obsessed with precision, Swedes as all being six foot tall blondes with a penchant for getting naked at every opportunity and Canadians as all being, well... a little bit boring.

National stereotypes are of course a load of complete and utter bullshit. Everyone knows that not all Americans are as dim-witted and as obsessed with guns as they are often unfairly made out to be. Alex and Jenny certainly didn't live up to any of those. And Canadians are certainly not boring. (Well, not

all

of them anyway!)

If only I could say the same for myself when it comes to national stereotypes. We English are often portrayed as being well spoken, obsessed with drinking tea and always talking about the weather. At that moment, being left alone with Alex, I am afraid to report that I shamefully reverted to type.

"Looks like the weather's going to be really nice again today." I said politely as I took a sip of the rather large mug of tea I had just made.

"Yeah, there aint a single cloud out there today." Alex replied, "Look, about last night..."

"Um... yes, of course... I um..." I blustered.

"Hey it's okay, buddy." Alex replied, "I just wanted to say I'm glad everything is out in the open. I'd been torturing myself with these... suppressed feelings I was having for other boys for years. Ever since I was in school in the showers after gym class. There was a kid called Kevin that we teased, mainly because he was uncircumcised, but while all the other guys poked fun at him I just felt... attracted to him. He was a nice kid and I suddenly thought to myself, my God he is beautiful! I knew I couldn't talk to any of the other guys so I just... joined in."

"You made fun of him because he hadn't been circumcised??" I gasped, "That's awful!"

"Yeah, I know." Alex sighed, "But like I said, I was only trying to fit in with the other guys. I guess I was in serious denial about my feelings for him. After that, I kinda got involved with my sister and to my relief, those feelings I had for other boys went away. Or at least I thought they had."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I had thought they had gone away right up until the moment you walked into my life."

"Really?"

"Yup, from that first moment I saw you at the beach cafe in those orange Speedo's all those feelings I had about boys erupted like Old Faithful."

"Old Faithful?"

"It's a geyser, in Yellowstone national park." Alex explained, "Anyway, to cut a long story short, I suddenly became aware that you were the sexiest guy I've ever seen!"

"I'm sorry, I... I what?"

"You gave me a freakin' boner, dude!!" Alex laughed. "I spent the whole afternoon thinking about you and I guess Jenny realised that my erection at that time, wasn't for her. That time you caught us having sex in the cove was partly due to me wanting to prove to myself that I still loved my sister."

"Well, do you?" I asked.

"Yeah, I do." Alex replied without a moment's hesitation so I knew he was telling the honest truth, "But all it did was make the feelings I had for you feel even worse. And then of course you turned up right in the middle of it all. That time we all made love in the cove, when you had Beth and Terri on top of you, I just couldn't take my eyes off you."

"I had no idea..."

"Yeah I know, you had a face-full of Terri's pussy at the time!" Alex chortled.

His humour helped to defuse a little of the uneasiness that had arisen.

"Anyway, all through that trip to Monaco, and again at the waterpark, I just couldn't take my eyes off you." Alex continued, "I knew I couldn't just talk to you about it but I sorta hoped you'd notice the effect you were having on me."

"Is that why you insisted we changed in the open changing area? So that you could remind me what you looked like... y'know... naked, and gauge my reaction?"