Tease her

You look at your wife lovingly. You shake your head. "You have quite the imagination." you say.

Her mouth drops playfully, half-smiling. "Imagination? Imagination?" She let's go of your cock and takes her hand out of your pants. "Fine. If you refuse to believe me, you'll never really know for sure what happened." She raises her eyebrows at you.

And you try to think of a good comeback. The playful verbal sparring between you and she is one of your favorite parts of your relationship. "Okay, but..."

A knock at the door.

Both of your attention shifts.

Then, Chrissy's grumpy sounding voice. "Can I come in?"

Georgina gives you a look, grabs her shirt and slips it back on. And that's how you know that the story was bullshit. Because why would she care about being exposed to her daughter if they've gone to places so much further than that.

"Come on in." she says.

And Chrissy stomps in, wearing a sexy tight yellow dress, one you've never seen her wear before. She does look amazing, sluttier than you could imagine. That's vacation, you think.

"How was your party?" Georgina asks her daughter.

"Terrible." Chrissy says. "It was supposed to be this bonfire on the beach, but it was all families and like... no booze. It was dry!"

"That doesn't sound fun." Georgina says placing a hand on Chrissy's knee.

"Certainly not as fun as that party in St. John." you add, upping the stakes exponentially.

The remark is greeted with stunned silence, then awkward silence.

"You told him about that?" Chrissy finally says, in a somewhat shocking confirmation.

"Sort of. I lied about it a little." Georgina answers, immediately undoing the confirmation. Then adding. "I didn't want to freak him out so I made it sound more tame than it was."

You can't fucking believe this. Can you fucking believe this?

"What did you tell him?" Chrissy seems eager to know.

"Oh, I told him there were other girls there, and that you and I didn't interact much." your wife says as her daughter giggles. "So I didn't tell him about..."

Enough! You decide. You jump onto your wife, shoving your tongue down her throat, your still-throbbing cock pressing up against her body. You don't care that Chrissy is there. In fact, you prefer that Chrissy is there. If this shit is all true, if that's what vacation means to them, then you don't just want to hear about it, you want to make your own story.

You hope Georgina agrees. And you sense that she does, when she reacts to your pouncing by immediately pulling off her clothes. She doesn't care that her daughter is sitting two feet away either.

You pull your tongue from Georgina's mouth for a split second and look at Chrissy who is watching you, smiling. "Tell me what really happened." you demand of her, as Georgina's hands start tugging down your pants.

You wonder if it's going to be awkward being nude and exposed in front of your new step-daughter. Well, you don't as much wonder as you know. It is. Yet suddenly there you are, naked from head to toe, your cock sliding into your wife who is naked from head to toe, as Chrissy looks on, not even remotely bothered.

"Well..." she starts to tell her version of the story. "I met these boys on the beach and they invited me to a party. And then they saw me to go back to our spot and followed me, and they started talking to Mom and then they invited her too."

Your cock throbs as you bury it deep inside your wife. You can't believe this is happening in front of Chrissy... or can you? Fuck it. It's happening.

"We got to the place where the party was happening, this crazy big house... a mansion really. And they opened the door and there were like 20 guys there. And a lot of them were already naked. And they had these big... well, they were all very big. And one of the guys, the one who owned the house I guess, walked right up to me and shoved his hand down my pants and started to finger me. And he said 'American girls are the best sluts because they always say 'yes.'' Then he asked 'do your mom and you want to join us?' and I mean, we said 'yes.'"

You can hardly bear it. Is this really the truth? You slide your wet cock out of Georgina who looks up at you with brief disappointment until she sees your eyes glance over in Chrissys' direction.

"Yes" she mouths.

So you jump off your wife and onto your step-daughter. This is real, you think. Regardless of whether the story is real. This, right now, is real. You grab her dress and pull it up. She's not wearing any underwear. And so there it is. Her young, bald, glistening pussy. She doesn't say anything, but she slowly spreads her thighs.

Chrissy, your step-daughter, your whisky and bad movie pal, spreading her legs for you. You push your cock in.

And Georgina continues the story. "And then they all fucked her. I mean... every one of them. The guy in charge got first dibs. He took her right there in the doorway and finished inside her. When he was done he suggested I clean her off. Which... of course I did. Then the other guys..."

You fuck your step-daughter as the story rings in your ears. You thrust and thrust and thrust deep inside her. You help her pull the dress off over her head. And you glance at her amazing breasts, not that dissimilar from her mothers, as your flesh slaps against hers.

The story goes on. "Some of the guys double teamed her, some of them triple teamed her. A couple guys tried to get into her ass at the same time."

"They did okay." Chrissy says, panting under you.

"And after each group, I jumped in and cleaned her off." Georgina adds, almost casually.

You can hardly bear it any longer. "So you know what your own daughter's pussy tastes like." You state more than you ask.

"I know what every inch of her taste's like" Georgina clarifies.

And that's it, you can take it no more. You have to cum.