“We’ll do it, Mistress. If that’s okay with you, we’ll clean all of y’all up?” Tonio asks. I nod, and they reach for Brissa, first cleaning her torso and then moving to her pussy. Then, they clean Clara and me, and we all catch our breaths, cuddling up on the couch together.
I look around and see everyone with smiles on their faces, and I smile, too. I’ve never felt like this before, and I don’t think I’ll ever want it to stop. Holy fuck, I’m in trouble now.
5
Antonio
Disobeying Lena was well worth it after witnessing all the girls taking turns making each other come. This might look wrong to others, but fuck, it’s so hot, and I know we are just scratching the surface. Never in a million years did I think this would happen. I have always found it hot, but I couldn’t tell anyone about it because of how outlandish it is. One day, I decided I needed to tell at least my twin because my attraction to him, our younger sister, and our cousins grew deeper every time we hung out. When he said he felt it, too, I was relieved that I wasn’t alone in my feelings. Then, Lena mentioned it back during one of our basketball media hangouts, and the thought of exploring with my family wasn’t so far off course.
“Well, so much for meeting at the beach,” I chuckle. Everyone joins in, and we lay there for a couple more minutes. I’m the one who breaks our little cuddle time by getting up first.
“I say we still get our suits on and go to the beach. Nobody will be there, and we can explore other areas of the beach we haven’t seen yet,” I insist.
“The beach, huh?” Clara teases. I smile and shake my head.
“Fineeee, I’m down to go. What could go wrong?” Lena jokes as she gets up, patting Brissa’s thigh so she can do the same.
We gather our clothes and head to the rooms to change into our suits. I quickly open my suitcase, grab my baby blue swim trunks, and slide them on, not bothering to put on a shirt. Joaquin puts on the same one, and I chuckle while shaking my head.
“Really, man? We already look alike; do we have to dress alike, too?”
“It’s not my fault thatMamibought us the same one. Besides, we don’t look that alike,” he retorts. I look at him like he’s crazy if he thinks we don’t look alike. Before I open my mouth to respond, Lena walks in with her black bikini bottoms and black Kiss band crop top. Her light brown hair, which is usually up, is now down, showcasing her natural curls. You can tell she’s not wearing a bikini top, and her small round tits still sit perfectly underneath.
“So are we still on for ‘exploring’?” she asks, putting air quotes around the word exploring.
“I’m down for that. Maybe just touching each other in the ocean since y’all might be pretty exhausted,” Joaquin smirks.
“I’ll show you exhausted, little boy. Watch your tongue, J, or I’ll have to put it to better use,” Lena chastises. I don’t understand how she thinks that is a threat to him, because even I’m dying for that to happen.
“So, we all agree then, touching each other is all good?” I ask. They nod, and we walk to the bathroom, open the connecting door, and notice they are oiling up their bodies. Brissa has a purple tie-dye bikini on, while Clara has a solid, bright pink setthat complements her milky white skin. Fuck, they look so hot. The oil they’re applying to their curvy bodies is an added bonus.
“Well, look at y’all, all ready for the ocean. You do know that it’s raining outside, right?” Joaquin asks. We walk further into the room; Joaquin and I take a seat on one of the beds opposite the girls as Lena bends down to grab something from one of her bags.
“It’s called looking hot no matter the weather, J. You wouldn’t know anything about that,” Brissa teases, and the girls laugh as I join in. Joaquin looks at me, raising an eyebrow.
“What are you laughing at? We are identical twins, fuckface,” Joaquin scolds.
“Yeah, but I’m hotter,” I quip. Joaquin punches my arm, and I’m just about to punch him back when Lena claps her hands to get our attention.
“Boys, enough of that. Let’s head downstairs. I’m ready to check out the beach,” Lena declares. The girls gather some cover-ups, J and I grab some towels, and we make our way downstairs.
The pouring rain is now a drizzle, but the ominous clouds still linger in the sky. We reach the end of the road and hike towards the discreet beach access nearest our duplex that not everyone knows about. There is no one in sight; I guess the rain deterred them from entering. The sand gathering on my Nike slides feels cool and refreshing, unlike when it’s sunny out. Making our way to the ocean, we lay our bags down and race to the water. I playfully grab Brissa’s waist and jump into the water. We both come up for air, and she swats my shoulder.
“You ass, I wasn’t ready yet.”
“Oh, c’mon, you love it.”
“I’ll show you what I love,” she teases as she comes near me and wraps her thick thighs around my torso. I’m in shock at her forwardness, and she takes that to her advantage whileshe encircles my arms and puts them around her. She extends her hand to reach the front of my trunks, squeezing my growing cock.
“Oh, so we’re having this kind of fun?” I ask. She nods, and I slowly glide my hands down, grabbing her ass and squeezing more than a handful of her juicy cheeks. I push her bikini top to the side, showcasing her beautiful breasts. Leaning forward, I take her right tit in my mouth and suck aggressively, nipping her little buds. Brissa moans and starts moving up and down my cock, matching the waves as they cascade over our bodies. I look up into her beautiful freckled, hazel eyes and lean closer, causing her to do the same, and our lips touch lightly. Closing my eyes, I gently kiss her again, and she responds in kind with her desire for more by biting my lower lip. I wince, move back, and take my finger as I feel blood pouring out.
“Holy fuck, I’m bleeding,” I exclaim. She smiles, reaches for my finger, and sucks it clean, removing it with a pop. My head grows dizzy, and my cock hardens massively. Fuck, my little sister is such a dirty, naughty girl. I grab the back of her head and spread my blood all over her lips, kissing her vociferously, not letting up for air. Her breathy moans and constant movement against my dick leave me with a heady feeling. I need to take her now, but I know she’s not ready for that, so a finger will do. Backing away, I take a breath. She squeezes her thighs tightly around my torso, desperate for more.
“Fuck,Mariposa, I know you want me to take you, but you’re not ready.” She whines, and I lift my finger up towards her lips to silence her.(butterfly)
“Shhhh, don’t worry, baby. I’ll use my fingers to make you come, and when I enter your hot, wet pussy, it’ll be with my blood inside,” I growl. She whimpers and nods her agreement.
“Let’s go to the sand dunes, baby,” I say. Brissa nods, and I carry her out of the water, grabbing a towel from our bags onthe way. Setting her down on her feet, I place the towel near the sand dunes. She sits down and moves her bikini bottoms to the side. I turn to see if anyone is watching, and I see Lena and Clara kissing Joaquin’s neck.
