Erotica Anthology #7

#33 Vacation I - Harem An incest harem erotica between a younger brother and his 3 sisters and 4 female cousins. Rob and his family are invited by his mum for a week worth of vacation to the Malenia Beach. His mum even managed to booked them a suit, complete with individual rooms for each person. It must have cost a fortune, but the woman herself did not even come along with them. Here they are, flying over to the island using an economic small plane, going past the vast blue ocean. All of his three sisters are included in the flight, along with his other four female cousins. Rob feels outnumbered by the girls, especially when they all get along so well with each other. He feels like an outsider in this trip. But that generic thought of his soon vanishes when the girls start turning their attention to him. Rey and Sia, the twins, are only one year older than him. Both of them look so similar to one another — taking after their father with golden platinum blonde hair and blue eyes — but their personalities are total opposites. While Sia is all playful and sunshine, Rey tends to be easily irritable and more critical about things. Still, both of them manage to earn a handful of admirers on their own accord. “Rob, let’s decide which places we want to visit,” Sia says merrily, nudging him to the magazine spread she has in her hands from his left side of the plane seat. She, him, and her twin sister are all sitting in a row. “Ah, yeah, let’s see.” Rob does not really know much about the place there are going, or have any idea what he should do for the matter. He guesses he can just tag along to wherever the girls decide to go later on. “Hmh! Why even bother picking them now? Don’t you know? Mum already hired a tour guide to help show us the places,” Rey curts cheekily from the seat at Rob’s right side. “Really? I haven’t heard about that,” Sia says pointedly, looking over the boy to glance at her twin. “Well of course, you were too busy browsing your phone to really pay attention when Mum was talking. She took time briefing us thoroughly, you know,” Rey says with the same lofty tone. It is true though, Sia can be a bit distracted sometimes. Offended by the accusation, Sia chirps back. “Why are you making me sound like I’m not appreciating Mum?” It does not take much before Rob is caught in the middle of two arguing sisters. While the two are at it again, Mae, the eldest, is sucking on a lollipop from across the row. She seems to be enjoying the taste very much, too caught up in her own thoughts to notice the raising heat beside her. Just like their mother, Mae has dark long locks that cascade around her around face. Her eyes are big and around, in the same deep chocolate shade like Mum’s. Compared to Sia, one can say that she is much more of an airhead than the younger sister. She is three years older than Rob, in senior year at their school. Even though her studies are just fine, Mae sometimes can trip over nothing and can cry as loud as a toddler over dramatic fits. The fortunate thing of having a mind of a child’s is that she gets over things just as easily. The only other person who is in the same age as him is Rena, their cousins. Though with that sporty physique that can easily be recognized to be much taller than him, she looks way more than than any other fifteen year olds. Or any of his sisters, for that matter. But Rob can never truly admit that, especially not in front of her older sisters. Not unless he wants to be treated with silent treatment for the rest of the trip, anyway. Rena is a carefree, easy-going girl. She spends her time mostly obsessing over sports and matches at school. Her accomplishment is high enough to earn herself a scholarship, even though she is not as excelled in her textbook studies. She is so dedicated to her interest that she even expressed that from the way she dressed, wearing a pair of black activewear boxer, a sporty fingerless glove — which serves as her signature look — and a pair of white running shoes. The girl is adept to any type of sports that comes her way. From speed running, ball throwing to dribbling, down to pulling weights — she can do it all. Which is a no wonder why all sports clubs want her to join their cause. Too bad, the girl herself is too busy and tight scheduled to dedicate herself to only one specific club. She is sitting at the same row as Mae, currently chewing a gum and playing with the baseball in her hand, passing it from one hand to the other with fast and skillful sort throws. She can get pretty antsy if she takes too long of a break from practicing. The girl needs to make sure that she keeps moving her body, or else she will go nuts. At another row behind the two, they’ll have Rena’s three older sisters — again, another similarity that the two shares. But other than that, they do not have that many things in common, as unlike her, he is neither an accomplished student nor is he well-known among his peers. Unlike her, whose name is acknowledged by the lower and upperclassmen alike, despite both of them being in the same freshman year. Rob considers himself to be a pretty average student, with standard grades and normal high school life. Blair, Bailey and Bianca all have akin blue hair and eyes. Blair is in the same junior year as the twins, while Bailey is also in her final years as high school. Despite that, she is physically much more mature compared to Mae. Blair and Bailey have a more vibrant blue color, especially Bailey. Bailey’s cerulean blue, Blair’s is more of an ocean blue, while Bianca’s indigo. Blair and Bailey are both models, having their photos taken and published in national fashion magazines. Both girls have great looks and nice physiques, which fans adore and like. The sisters have become unbeatable duo ever since they made their debuts in the age of five. Back then, their mother — the older sister of his Mum — had made all of her daughters dressed cute and nicely. She even took all her daughters out for agency scouting. Bianca had briefly enjoined this profession, making them known as the infamous trio, before she dropped out five years ago to focus on her studies and pursuing her career in being a doctor — she wants to be just like their dad. Meanwhile, Rena proved that she just does not like the limelight as a fashion icon at all, so she opted out. They still had a picture of all four of them posing for this toddler’s fashion magazine, tough, most probably stashed somewhere. Bianca is the eldest from the bunch, having already been in college for four years without expeditiously. At the age of 25, she has become one of the youngest doctors in their country. She is a genius, really, for having to complete her residency training merely in the span of three years. The woman seems to be enjoying a complicated book that she has in her hands, having her reading glasses on, which makes her appears even much more mature. The other two blue haired sisters have their headsets on, most probably be watching something from the inflight entertainment. ‘Attention passengers, we will be arriving in Malenia Island very shortly. Please keep your seatbelt on at all times,’ they can hear the flight attendant announcing through the speakers. The eight of them arrive in the airport afterwards. After they have collected their baggage, they meet their local tour guide, who already has a minibus prepared and waiting for them. The girl herself has rich walnut skin, seemingly resulted from spending too much time under the sun. Her hair is in the shade of creamy blonde, long and wavy. She introduces herself as Belle. She is twenty one, in college, but she is taking this job a part-time to earn herself some extra cash during the term break. Plus, the establishment where they will be staying in part of her family’s management, so she thought she can kill two birds in one stone by working for them. After they have loaded their baggage to the trunk, they climb into the vehicle on by one. The inside reveals to be luxuriously accommodated, with evenly spaced seats, small tables and cosy seats. They even have a small TV, curtained windows. The interior walls are covered in polished woods, while the floor is carpeted. They even have speakers and air conditioners embedded to the ceiling. They even have a mini bar at the back. A relaxing journey guaranteed indeed. Rob picks a seat at the back while the girls settle in. Sia offers him some of the snacks she has brough, which he takes some of them gratefully. The view outside the window is beautiful. Green lays as far as the eyes can see. The airport is located above the mountains. They must have used manmade methods to make perfectly straight plane runway. They are going down the hills, passing through a forest of tall trees. Once they get out of the woods, they are greeted by a pastured meadow. Big, healthy cows eat lively here and there as they watch the field pass by. They finally reach the beach side an hour later, driven to a large penthouse made out of glasses, rich woods and white walls. The penthouse is part of the series of resorts spread throughout the beach. It is holidays season, and the resorts tend to be much more crowded. To have picked the penthouse and paid more, must have been because of the need for privacy. Indeed, the penthouse comes with a vast area of private beach, which is only permitted to be entered by those who have rented the property. As they settle into the place and pick their own rooms, Rob starts to unpack. The bedroom is in a pretty decent size. He gets a king-sized bed, a large TV screen, a small fridge and one heck of a fancy bathroom, with the choice for both showering and bathtub at two different spaces. “Rob, would you like to have some grapes?” sometime later, Mae asks as she walks into his room, not even bothering to knock the door. The front of her dress has loosened up, allowing her bust to flow out a little bit more than usual. One of the straps slide down her shoulder when she moves, causing the dress to pummel down even lower. “Ah, sure, thanks. I’ll have three,” he says, extending his hand. Instead of passing them over to his open palm, she picks up a grape and presses it against his lips. “Here you go,” she says with a gentle smile. Rob opens his mouth and chews. “Now you do me,” she orders. Her little brother chooses a grape, twiddles it in his fingers, before nudging it against her small pink lips gently. Her cheeks blush a little bit as she opens her mouth side, trying to take the huge thing in. She tries but fails, only managing to get half of it in. The older sister licks her lips, her pink tongue sticking out as it slides over the piece of fruit in the progress. She opens wide the second time, taking it whole thoroughly until her hot lips touch the tips of his fingers. Rob finds his own two cheeks heating up slightly as well, though he is not sure why. He finds it fascinating how adorable his older sister is when trying to eat, though. Mae chews the grape for a few seconds, before audibly swallowing it down her throat. “More!” she exclaims happily, before he hands her over another piece. She bites into the next one, as it is too big for her to engulf in one go. Some of the juice slips past her lips, flowing down to her chin, dripping past her neck all the way down to sink in her cleavage. He has no idea why watching this makes his pants tightens just a little bit, and he suddenly feels the need to pee. Without realizing it, his grip loosens, and the half eaten piece held in between his fingers slip, tumbling down to where the juice sips into. “Sorry, I didn’t mean that to happen,” he quickly apologizes, trying to fix his mistake, but not sure of what to do. “That’s okay. Can you just grab it for me? My hands are full,” she says almost innocently, if not for the blush that grows redder from the initiation. True enough, her hands are still contain a handful of grapes. Rob swallows hard a little bit, before lifting the front of her dress a little bit, before slipping his other hand in between her breasts. He tries to ignore the soft and tender sensation that his fingers feel and focuses his mind on retrieving the piece of fruit, but for some reason he finds himself being trapped, bounded by the two around and heavily tight bosoms. He tries to reach around her breasts, unbeknowingly hovering against those sensitive skins of her. Mae stifles out a cry, rubbing her knees together for unable to suppress the receptive susceptibility that he gives to her. While his older sister is growing hot and bothered from his reckless touch, Rob is way too focus on the real task at him. He feels around to the right side, before his fingers find something around and taut. He quickly grabs it, thinking that it’s the fruit, but the texture is way too pliable and warm for it to be a the grape. He feels around it just to make sure, without realizing it causing his sister to get a sharp intake of breath. “What’s wrong?” he asks swiftly in concern. “No— nothing . . . Just continue,” she says, heavily breathless. “Wait a sec, I think I’ve found it,” he says, twisting his fingers around the object. “Hiah! A-ah . . . really?” Mae’s face is completely red at this point, and she starts to feel the difficulty to breath properly. Her chest heaves deeply, moving in and out in inclination from the respiration increase. Her head is starting to get dizzy, and she feels like warm and wet dripping from her panties. “Yes. Just let me pull it out,” he says, still too deep in concentration to take notice of what is happening to her. He pulls out, only to cause one of her breasts to slip out of her dress. Rob stares in horror of what his hand is holding. It’s not the grape! It’s her n****e! They look so pink and tender captured in between his fingers. It is a no wonder, since he has been abusing it until it turned so red and sensile. “I’m sorry!” he shouts in panic, hastily letting her go. The breast bounces in place in return, looking ever so malleable and dainty as it does so. The copious lump stands proud, her n*****s hard and inviting. It looks so pink and sensitive, and the full skin is laid out ever so deliciously, the thin fabric of her clothes circling around its ampleness like a frame. Her palms has been long empty, only one grape still left. The rest has fallen down to the floor, caused by how much she was squirming in order to control herself. The sensation is just as pleasurable as it is cruel. Mae embarrassingly finds out that she has wet herself, so much that the juices in between her legs has dripped down to the tiled ground, next to the fallen grapes. “I’m really sorry! Mae, Sis, are you alright?” Rob has no idea what to do to calm her down. He really did not realize what he has been touching. He thought it was the fruit. He did not expect the soft object to be her n****e! And if so, she should have just said something or tell him off. And how look at what he has done. He has hurt her. “A-ah . . . No, Rob, it’s okay . . .” She still has difficulty speaking, much because she has just practically wet herself from being fondled at the n****e by her little brother. But he does not need to know that. Her cunt is so wet, she thinks she might c*m at any given moment. Perhaps if he touches him more, though she doubts he will. “I— I don’t think I’m feeling so good,” she mutters weakly, before she topples down to her side, causing the remaining grape to drop from her hands. She lands on his bed, sweat suddenly visible, covering her exposed skin. Her breasts are pushing against the firm mattress, one breasts still torturously trapped underneath the top of her dress, while the other one is sweating heavily, causing some to tickling from the top of the nodes, down to the sensitive pink n****e. The drop of sweat lingers there a little bit, before it sinks onto the bed, soaking a small part of the bedsheet. The edge of her skirt has ridden up to her groin, exposing the white panties hidden underneath. He gets a full view of her slender legs and white inner tights. Her dress clenches to her body, suddenly feeling too tight for her. “Mae, you don’t look so well. Should I get the others?” Rob briskly asks in concern. “No, don’t leave me,” she grabs his wrists when he is about to leave. He turns back and stares down at her laid out hot mess. “Help me. It hurts.” The way her soft voice pleads — it causes something within him to tighten. “What is it? What do you need my help with? Tell me so I can relieve it,” he sounds genuinely worried. “Hands . . . on there,” she mutters, not clear enough to his ears. “Sorry, where?” “Here.” She grabs his wrist and guides it all the way up to her exposed breast. “It aches, and it hurts. You need to help me, Rob,” she pants heavily. “But Mae, I can’t,” he blushes like crazy. “I can’t touch you there. I’m not supposed to.” “Rob, I’m hurting. Don’t you want to help your sister?” “Of course I do, but—” “Then help me. Please.” Rob hesitants for a few seconds, the tender flesh still connected to his palm. He clenches his fingers around the meat there, still unsure. Mae lets out a soft, satisfying moan in return, though she seems to sound better. Not as weak. This must be helping her breath. His knowledge is medical is very limited, but if doing this is able to improve her condition, then he will do whatever it takes. He loves his sister, and he does not wish for her to get sick. Especially not when there are in this vacation to have some fun. Perhaps if he puts more pressure a little bit, the heat will go away. Like a fever. She will just have to rest a little bit. “Are you sure you don't prefer some rest and a sleep better? I can go elsewhere while you take some rest in my room,” he offers, but it only makes the hold on his wrists tighter. “No, Rob . . . I told you, I need you,” she persistently states, even though her breathing is still too irregular. “Alright then. Here I go.” He starts fondling her breast. Or at least that is what he thinks he is. The hand movement is much like when they are folding the dough to make some cookies. But then she starts to leave out a string of moans, which means he must be doing something right. “Yes, Rob, just like that . . . You can put more pressure to it. And don’t be shy to try different movements . . . Get into as much skin as you can, please,” she instructs breathlessly, so heavily she can see her own fog of exhalation. “Am I really doing this right?” he asks unsurely. He experimentally catches the breast, before clasping it together. Mae snaps her head back, the jerking movement looking too violent for her to be okay. Rob feels his heart slowing down in fear. Has he hurt her again? “Yes, Rob, that i-is it . . . ! More . . .” Mae bites her bottom lips, trying to suppress a hiss of pleasure that is traveling down to her body. Her breast feels hot under his touch, while her p***y lips are clenching ever so tightly, the walls beating with want. “Ah, it hurts!” she groans. “Where? Where are you hurting, Mae? What do I do wrong? Tell me what to do,” Rob pleads in anguish. “My lower part . . . it hurts. Help me, Rob . . .” she mutters weakly. “Where? Which lower part?” “There,” she nudges down at the place with her chin. “Here?” he asks, placing a palm on her stomach. “No, lower.” He moves slightly down, his hand dangerously close to her privates. In fact, he thinks he can feel the bump of her mount. Rob blushes even harder. No, he shakes his head. Now is not the time for this. “Here?” he questions again. “Lower,” she says, stern and clear. His hand wonders even much lower to where her legs meet, until he can feel something damp. He looks down to find her panties already soaking wet. “Mae, are you okay?” “I will be, once you touch me there.” “There where? Here?” He pressed his fingers in between her panties, sinking to meet her c******s and labia. The girl thrashes in bliss beneath him, her legs shaking as reaction. Soon enough, she finds herself starting to shift her hips, moving herself up and down against his hand. “Oh, yes, Rob . . . You feel so good,” she sighs a compliment, eyes closed, too deep in the pleasure. She asks for him to climb into the bed, before she places her legs in between him. “Slide over my panties, please,” she commands him. And although his c**k is practically twitching in his pants, he does what is told. He wants her to get better, and this is helping . . . right? “Slide your fingers into me,” she gives another order. Rob uses his fingers to feel around her, until he finds her hole. Or at least, he thinks it is. He has never done this before. Hopefully he will get it right. A rapture of moan vibrates through her throat, echoing loudly through the room. She is so tender, hot and tight. His finger is penetrating her! She can not help but jump at the happy thought. Finally, she can have a part of him inside her. She has imagined things like this to happen before, going as far as closing her eyes as she pleasures herself while wishing that he is doing things to her body, but she never thought that the real thing would be this good. It makes her wonder how he c**k will feel like, to be completely buried inside her. Mae makes him moves his finger, going in and out repeatedly. She shivers from his touch, and her body is hungry for more. She makes him picks up his pace, urging him to go faster. She moves her hips in a sync rhythm him with, meeting his fingers every time. She has him add a second, then a third finger. By the time he is in his fourth finger, Mae struggles to control herself from cumming too fast. He just feels so wonderful inside her, she can feel her v****a walls clamping so hard for him. When she looks down she finds his c**k prominently standing from the tightness of his pants, and she can not help but wanting more. Forcing herself to hold herself in, Mae tells him to unzips his pants and takes his thing out. Going even more flabbergasted from her newest request, Rob hesitants from doing what she asks of him. He hovers his hands over the front of his pants, but he is too nervous to do anything further. He just simply can not bring himself to do it. He can not show himself too her. It is just asking too much. When she grows tired to waiting, Mae takes herself to the task. She lifts herself into a sitting position and kneels in between her legs, the upper part of her body bending down to the level of his waist. Her slender fingers start unbuttoning and pulling his zipper down. She struggles with his underwear a little bit, before she actually manages to make his c**k springs free. His length slaps her on the face, just from the sheer force. Some of his pre-c*m splash on her face, neck and breasts from the sudden impact, causing her to flinch a little bit from the surprise. Rob immediately apologises, feeling guilty again, but she straightens him out. “It’s okay, little brother, I don’t mind at all.” “But, the liquid . . . I peed on you,” he mutters shakily. “It’s not pee, it’s your tasty stuff,” she tells him, licking her lips to taste the white stuff sticking at the side of her mouth. “Hmmh!” she purposefully lets out a genuine moan. “Big sister is actually sick before, but she thinks she is feeling much better right now,” she admits. “Really? Great then. I should go to the bathroom first.” Rob is about to leave, but his sister pulls him back down the bed. “I said I’m feeling better, does not mean I am completely alright. Your white cream is my cure, so you have to give it to me,” she tells him. “How?” he asks, completely clueless. He boy is just so gullible when it comes down to this, and she enjoys tormenting him at every bit of chance. “That, you can just leave to your big sister. Now sit back and enjoy,” she winks at him, before bending down her upper body lower. That hot cavern of her mouth captures his head, causing him to hiss from the jolting sensation. His c**k twitches against his mouth as she tries to take him in as much as she can, which is not much. She can not even cover her mouth around the whole width, only managing to insert a part of it. Mae flicks her tongue against him, tasting his delicious saltiness. More of his pre-c*m leaks out, soon overwhelming her by the face. He tastes so delectable, she just can not stop eating him. Her mouth sucks and nibbles, while her tongue licks and savors. Rob is withering and shaking so hard from the sensation. He has never experienced anything like this. No one has ever touch him ever so intimately like this. He knows that he should not have allowed her to do this to him, but if this is what she needs in order to feel better, then enduring some temporary pain will be totally worth it. He just hopes she will be okay after this. When she knows that he is too close to cumming, her mouth releases him, causing a string of saliva to form in between. Rob watches intensely as she moves to a new position, sitting on his lap. She lowers herself until she is so close to him. He remains tense, somehow struggling to breath, until he feels something hot and soft touching his glans. White semen erupts from his c**k, met with her own ejaculation. They both c*m hard and heavy, expelling so much white cream until they can’t handle it anymore. The two collapse back to the bed, so breathless and hot. His tip only managed to go into her for a little bit, parting her labia slightly, not even passing through her tight muscle ring. But the feeling is just so too much that she can not handle it anymore. She lands on top of him, one hand still on her exposed breast. It aches pleasantly, and so does her passage. They spend time trying to regain their strength, lying down hard against each other. Their sweat and c*m are combined, clinging to their skin. They will need to clean up fast after this, or else the others will start to get suspicious and come checking to his room. . . . . .