A Family Affair (A Taboo Tale #2)
wasn’t fair to you. Or me.”
    Sara lit the cigarette and took a long drag.
“Don’t worry about it.”
    “ Sara-”
    “ Just go away, Davis. Thank
you for apologizing.”
    He pushed back into the hallway, shaking his
head from side to side. “When it rains,” he muttered. “When it
fucking rains.”

Chapter Eleven
    Vacation Masturbation (Jess)
     
    Jess was on vacation at one of the most
beautiful beaches in the country and she hadn’t even sunk her toes
in the sand.
    She pulled at her bikini as she stepped out
onto the winding staircase that climbed from the beach house to the
golden sand. She inhaled deep, bringing the salty ocean into her
lungs.
    It was a little past ten a.m. and the beach
was surprisingly bare with only a few people near the pier that
stood in the distance. A runner huffed and puffed past.
    Jess laid out her towel and tried to relax as
she eased onto the sand. It should have been easy. Right now, she
should have been in Western Civ., listening to Dr. Tomas drone on
incessantly for an hour and a half. Instead, she was in her own
private oasis. So why couldn’t she relax?
    She pushed her shades down over her eyes.
This whole situation had gone from crazy to bizarre. It was just
supposed to be a one time with Davis thing. Instead, she became
infatuated with him—his sleek good looks, his care, his rod that go
hours and hours…
    But when shit hit the fan, Davis was nowhere
to be found. She’d broken her mom’s cardinal rule, running after
some man like a bad country song. And to make it worse, Davis
turned into a certified douche once he got a couple of drops of
liquor in his system.
    And then there was Sara.
    She could still feel Sara's cool lips probing
her, breathing her in. Davis definitely knew his way around her
pussy, but another's woman's touch was a whole other thing. Sara
knew what sensations would make Jess tremble and moan, when to
linger, when to switch it up.
    Jess reached into her bag and pulled out her
sunscreen, squirting a dollop in her hand. She snorted as she
eyeballed the milky substance, remembering her aunt's cum speckled
face. Davis had walked out with his tail between his legs, but
after he was caught, she and Sara had another go. Neither of them
said it aloud, but the thought of Davis masturbating, so aroused by
their taboo hookup, pushed them over the edge.
    The three of them had already broken so many
rules...could they break a few more? Jess' cunt throbbed at the
thought of two of her lovers. Davis' thick cock and Sara's dripping
pussy--together. A threesome.
    She massaged her arms with the sticky
material, envisioning Davis' lips trailing their way down her
abdomen. She massaged the concoction into her pores, inhaling
sharply as a flutter of pleasure echoed in her groin. She could
almost feel Sara's tongue making a hot trail inside her golden
thighs.
    Jess arched her back as she rubbed her
moistening cunt through her g string. She spread her legs and sunk
her toes into the cool sand. She rocked her hips to the rhythm of
the crashing waves, letting out moans that bobbed on the gentle
breeze.
    One of her hands found its way into her top,
gripping her breast, squeezing. She wanted Sara's honeypot on her
face, oozing her juices in her open mouth. She fingered her pussy,
adding two fingers, stretching her throbbing hole. It wasn't Davis'
rod, but as she pushed close to the edge, she could almost feel him
slamming into her.
    She let out a screech that shook her very
core. She soared on wings of ecstasy and brushed the surface of the
sun. Her climax was all consuming and when she sunk back into her
bones, she saw that her aunt was standing above her.
    Sara glanced down at her with a dopey grin.
“That was some orgasm.”
    Jess bit her lip, pulling her bikini bottom
back over her dripping pussy. “O-oh Sara. I, uh…”
    “ No need to explain,” Sara
winked. “I just wish I was invited.” She sunk down into the sand
beside Jess, letting out a yawn as her thin

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