We spent 3 nights in Hawaii. The afternoon we arrived, my wife and daughter were anxious to head out to the beach before the sun went down. My son slipped into the bathroom to change while the rest of us shared the bedroom. Because our suits were small, it seemed wise to apply sunscreen first. When my son came out dressed in his shorts, he found the three of us naked and rubbing in sunscreen. His face reddened with embarrassment, but he started to put sunscreen on himself.
While my daughter and I helped each other with our backs, my wife asked our son for a hand. He obliged her, helping to apply sunscreen in the hard to reach places. I watched while my daughter rubbed sunscreen into my back. He'd put on a bit too much, but my wife said it was okay and just to rub it into her legs. She hadn't done them yet. Cautiously, my son spread the sunscreen down the sides of her thighs. She told him not to forget her bottom. He stopped, his face looked stunned. Then he swallowed hard and began to massage the cream into her buttocks. When he'd finished, they traded places and she applied sunscreen to his back.
After everyone had put on sunscreen, we pulled on our suits, me in my red Speedo solar and my wife and daughter in their Wicked Weasel bikinis, and headed out to the beach. My wife wore a robe until we were out on the sand, but my daughter happily walked the distance in her tiny g-string. We spent a lovey afternoon on the beach until the sun started to set, then went back inside. We'd made a reservation for dinner. My son showered first and came out fully dressed. The rest of us shared the bathroom to get ready. We went to dinner and came back to the room.
There were two queen beds. My wife and I shared one while my son and daughter shared the other. My son stripped to his boxers and got into bed. The rest of us sleep naked. He was a little taken aback when his naked sister climbed into bed with him. Everyone said goodnight, then we turned off the lights and went to sleep.
We had breakfast at the hotel the next morning. My daughter wanted to get back to the beach as soon as possible. My son seemed a bit disinterested, so my wife suggested that my daughter and I go to the beach while they took a walk. They'd meet us later. I went back to the room with my daughter. We stripped down, put on sunscreen, got into our bathing suits, and went out to the beach.
My wife and son joined us a couple of hours later. While our son joined his sister in the water, my wife laid next to me on the sand. I asked how their walk was. She said it was good. During their walk, she'd broached the subject of his shyness regarding his body. He was embarrassed at first, but started to open up with her about how he felt awkward as his body had been changing. She'd told him there was no reason to be ashamed. That it was a natural part of growing up.
When they got back to the room, she suggested that, since it was just the two of them, maybe he'd be comfortable changing in the bedroom with her. She started getting undressed. He watched her for a moment, then started to take off his own clothes. She let her panties fall to the floor, standing naked in front of him. He'd stopped at his boxers. He was too nervous to keep going, so she walked over to him and said, "Let me help you with those," and pulled the boxers down around his ankles.
He had the beginning of a sunburn on his legs where he'd failed to apply sunscreen the previous day. My wife suggested that he put on sunscreen before his bathing suit to make sure he didn't miss any spots. He just nodded in response. She picked up the the bottle, put some in her hand, and gave it to him. They both started applying sunscreen. She asked him to help with her back. He did, this time rubbing the cream into her buttocks without needing to be asked. When he was done, he turned around and my wife did his back.
When he turned back to face her, he had an erection that he tried to cover with his hands. She told him there was no need for that, gently pulling his hands aside, and said he has a beautiful body. She ran a finger gently from the base of his penis to the tip. Then she said she wanted to make sure he'd put on enough sunscreen. She knelt in front of him, and rubbed the cream into his inner thighs. Then she put a generous amount into her hand, and gently gripped his shaft. Slowly, using the cream as lubricant, she worked her hand up and down its length.
It didn't take long for him to ejaculate, his semen landing mostly on her chest and stomach. She stood up and gave him a kiss on the cheek, then went into the bathroom to clean up. They both put on their bathing suits, and came outside to join us on the beach.
We stayed on the beach until it started to cool off, then went back to our room. We started to change and get cleaned up. My wife turned to our son and told him to give her his shorts so she could rinse them out. My daughter was already in the bathroom. He looked a bit embarrassed, but pulled of the shorts and handed them to her. When he got into the shower, I saw my daughter stare at him briefly, but she didn't say anything.
After we'd put on clothes, we went to dinner. We walked along the beach until it started to get late, then returned to the room. My son and daughter went into the bathroom to brush their teeth and get ready for bed. He came out first and stripped to his boxers to get into bed. Before he did, however, he stopped pulled off his underwear, and got under the covers naked. His sister came out a moment later and did the same. My wife and I got ready for bed, and we all went to sleep.
The next morning after breakfast, we came back to the room to change into our swimsuits. This time, my son didn't hesitate to undress with us. He asked his sister if she needed help with her back. She shared a glance with my wife and I, and said sure. He rubbed sunscreen into her back and she did the same for him.
When we were ready to put on our bathing suits, my wife suggested to our son that maybe he'd like to wear his Speedo, since it was our final day. He seemed reluctant, so she suggested wearing it under his shorts. He could decide to take them off later. He put on the Speedo and pulled his shorts over them.
We went out to the beach, alternating between swimming and relaxing. At one point in the afternoon, my daughter and I were in the water. I could see my son and wife talking on the beach. I'm not sure what she said, but he stood up, looked around furtively, and pulled off the shorts leaving him in the Speedo. We joined them after a few more minutes.
At first, he seemed determined to make sure no one saw the Speedo. But, as the day wore on he became more comfortable. When it was time to go back to the room, he didn't bother covering up and walked the distance in the red Speedo.
We got cleaned up and went to dinner. It was getting late by the time we got back to the hotel, so we started getting ready for bed. My wife and daughter used the bathroom first. When they were done, my son and I got ready for bed. We came out into the bedroom. My wife was propped up in bed reading. My daughter was on top of the covers flipping through channels on the TV. They were both naked. We got undressed and joined them in bed.
She paused on a movie channel, and set down the remote. The three of us watched while my wife read. Eventually, she put down her book. I heard her whisper to my daughter to cut it out. When I looked over, our daughter's hand was in her crotch and she was quietly masturbating. She shot her mom a frustrated look and moved her hand away. "Sorry, I haven't had a chance to do it since we got here."
This got her brother's attention. "Do what?", he asked.
"It's just, I haven't been able to masturbate since we got here, and I'm really horny," she said.
There was a mixture of embarrassment and excitement on his face. He swallowed hard and said, "I don't mind. You know, if you need whatever."
My daughter looked at her mom, who shrugged as if to say go ahead. She didn't need any other encouragement and her hand moved back to her vagina. Our son pretended to watch the movie for a bit, stealing glances at his sister. The covers were at his waist, and he casually moved around allowing them to inch down. He pretended to reposition himself so he could be more comfortable, and his erection sprang free. Meanwhile, I could see my wife's hand working herself beneath the covers. She reached over with her other hand and gently began to stroke me.
It had been days since I'd masturbated or had sex with my wife. I moved the hand she had on her vagina aside and replaced with my own, pushing back the covers and leaving us both exposed. I looked at the other bed. My son and daughter were watching us and masturbating. Eventually, it was more than I could take. I climbed on top of my wife, and slid inside her, and began thrusting hard. I could feel myself getting close, but wanted to prolong the experience so I pulled out and went back to using my hand.
My wife got up on all fours facing the other bed. I got in position behind her, and we started having sex again. My daughter came first, moaning in pleasure. This sent my son over the edge and he ejaculated all over his stomach. I continued pounding my wife until she came, then let myself finish. We collapsed in a heap on the bed.
We laid there for a while recovering, then cleaned ourselves up and fell asleep.
The next morning, we checked out of the hotel and flew home.
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