LOGINOur Our last full day hit real bad, real good. We woke up knowing it was basically over after tonight. The car was already half-packed in the driveway. Mom and Dad were in a good mood, talking about one final beach day and a big dinner to celebrate the end of the trip. Mia and I just looked at each other across the breakfast table. We didn’t need to say anything. We both felt it. The beach was crowded but we found a spot a little farther down, away from most people. Mom and Dad set up their chairs and umbrella right away and cracked open some drinks. Mia and I said we were going for a walk. As soon as we rounded a bend in the shoreline where the rocks hid us from view, she grabbed my hand and we moved faster. We found a small hidden spot between some bigger rocks, mostly private. Sand warm under our feet. She pulled her bikini top off before I even touched her. I kissed her hard, hands all over her tits, then down her body. I got on my knees in the sand and ate her out right t
The next morning felt different. We only had two full days left before we had to pack up and drive back to real life, and it was starting to hit us. I woke up with Mia curled against my side, her leg thrown over mine, breathing soft and steady. I lay there for a while just watching her sleep before she stirred and blinked up at me. “Morning,” she said, voice still husky from sleep. She stretched, pressing her naked body closer, and I felt myself getting hard again almost instantly. We didn’t waste time. She climbed on top of me, still warm and soft from sleep, and sank down slowly onto my cock. We moved together lazy and quiet, her hips rolling in this gentle rhythm while we kissed. No rush this time. Just us, the sound of the ocean outside, and the feeling of being as close as two people can get. When she came she buried her face in my neck to muffle the sound. I held her tight and followed right after, coming deep inside her. After we cleaned up we joined our parents for breakfa
The boat tour started out normal enough. We all piled onto this decent-sized tour boat with maybe twenty other people. Mom was excited, chatting with Dad about the route and taking pictures of everything. Mia and I stood at the railing on the upper deck, wind whipping around us. She had on that red bikini that made her tits look incredible and her ass even better in the matching bottoms. I was trying real hard not to stare, but it wasn’t easy. Every time the boat rocked a little, she’d shift her weight and let her hip or ass brush against me. After the third time I was already half-hard in my board shorts. “You’re killing me,” I muttered under my breath when our parents were distracted talking to another couple. Mia just smiled that innocent smile she does and said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” When the boat anchored in this pretty little cove for swimming time, most people jumped straight into the water. Mia grabbed my wrist and tugged me toward the back of the b
The morning after we actually fucked, I woke up to Mia’s mouth on me again. Slow and lazy, like she had all the time in the world. I groaned low and threaded my fingers through her hair. She looked up at me with this wicked little smile around my cock before taking me deeper. “Morning wood special,” she whispered when she came up for air. We didn’t have long. I could already hear our parents in the kitchen. I pulled her up, kissed her hard, and flipped her onto her back. Two minutes later I was inside her again, quick and dirty, her legs locked around my waist while she bit my shoulder to keep quiet. We both came fast, her first, then me right after, pulling out and finishing on her inner thigh. We cleaned up in record time and walked out for breakfast like normal siblings. But everything felt different now. Every look, every accidental brush of skin felt loaded. Dad wanted to go fishing that morning. Mom decided to tag along, which left Mia and me with the house to ourselve
The last full night hit different. Elena packed most of her stuff during the day, leaving out just what she needed for the morning flight. Her suitcase sat by the door like a reminder, but she pushed the thought away. Tonight was about Marco. Nothing else. She showed up at his staff room just after midnight wearing a loose sundress and nothing underneath. He opened the door, pulled her inside, and locked it without a word. The small room felt even smaller with the tension between them. No massage table, no fancy resort sheets—just his bed, the surfboard in the corner, and the fan spinning lazily overhead. Marco kissed her like he was trying to memorize her mouth. Hands rough, desperately, sliding under her dress immediately. He backed her toward the bed and pushed her down, dropping to his knees between her legs. He ate her out like a man starving, delivering long, hungry licks, sucking her clit, two fingers pumping deep and steady. Elena gripped the sheets, hips bucking, moanin
Elena left the big sliding door to the balcony cracked open that night, letting the warm ocean breeze drift through the suite. The silk robe she wore barely reached her thighs and she had nothing on underneath. Her skin was still tingling from the afternoon session at the spa. She paced the living room, checking her phone every few minutes, heart beating faster than it should for a casual hookup. At 1:07 it buzzed. **Marco:** Outside. She opened the door quick and pulled him inside by his shirt, locking it behind him. He smelled like fresh soap and the night air, hair still a little damp. The second the lock clicked he had her pressed against the wall, mouth on hers, hands sliding under the robe to grab her bare ass. “Nice suite,” he muttered, but his eyes were on her, not the fancy furniture or the ocean view. They didn’t waste time talking. Marco pushed the robe off her shoulders and it pooled at her feet. He dropped to his knees right there in the living room, lifted one of h
Mark stood there in the near-dark, the faint glow from my nightlight catching the hard line of his jaw and the massive bulge straining the front of his gray sweatpants. He didn’t look shocked nor angry. He just looked… hungry. Like he’d been waiting for this exact moment. He stepped all the wa
I bit down hard on the pillow to keep from screaming as Jake’s thick cock drove into me again, and again, stretching my dripping pussy wide open. The bed creaked under us like it was about to give out, but I didn’t care, not tonight, not when his hips were slamming against my ass so perfectly,
*A New Collection I was sprawled across my bed in nothing but the thin silk robe I’d stolen from Mom’s closet, the fabric slipping off one shoulder as I read Tyler’s latest text for the third time. “Babe, I’m dying over here. Send me something filthy so I can stroke to it before I lose my mind.”
The hotel room door barely clicked shut before hands were all over me. Not gentle. Not careful. Hungry. Mike shoved me backward onto the nearest bed so hard my back bounced on the mattress. The lamp cast ugly yellow light across the room, but nobody cared about romance. My head was still spinni







