Chapter 25

Sam woke up the next morning, almost afraid to move from his position in the bed. He was lying on his back, the covers just up to his waist, a dull throbbing coming from his balls. There wasn’t anywhere near as much pain as he thought there was going to be, but there was just enough of a throb to let him know that someone had been poking his balls with a knife. And the simple thought that someone had cut each of his balls on one side with a knife was enough to make him paranoid about moving; still, he knew in his heart that it would be okay to move, so he summoned his courage and got out of bed. He tossed the covers off and swung his legs slowly over the side of the bed, putting his feet on the floor and standing up. He was wearing the close-fitting and supportive sports underwear that the doctor had recommended to support his injured balls and keep the stitches from tearing, and the shorts were somewhat less than comfortable. He looked down at them and smirked at the image of his big cock stuffed into the snug briefs.

“Whoever designed these things must have had a really small dick,” he said, adjusting his cock to make himself more comfortable. Then he put on his t-shirt and slowly walked down the hall and down the stairs, turning the corner into the kitchen to see Miriam and Lisa sitting at the table, dressed and ready to go. Miriam was drinking coffee and Lisa was drinking orange juice, and Sam saw their bags sitting next to the door. They both smiled when they saw him, Lisa jumping up to run over and hug him.

“Daddy!” she cried as she threw her arms around him. She kissed him on the cheek and then looked at him, concern in her eyes. “Are you okay, Daddy? Does it hurt much?” she asked.

“I’m fine, sweetie, and yes, it hurts, but not much,” he replied. “And it’ll hurt even less after I have breakfast and take my pain meds,” he said. He walked over to Miriam and kissed her lips as she held her face up to him. “Hi, baby,” he said, smiling down at her.

“Hi, yourself,” she said, running her hand along the side of his face. “Are you really okay, baby? I mean, we don’t have to go, I can call everything off and stay here with you,” she said. Sam shook his head as he replied.

“No, baby, I’m fine, really,” he said, sitting down gingerly at the table. Lisa brought his coffee over to him, and he smiled at her before continuing. “Like I said, it doesn’t hurt all that much and I have pain meds, so it’s no big deal. You guys go on your vacation, have a good time, and tell me all about it when you get back,” he said. “Besides, if the two of you stay here I’m gonna do something I shouldn’t, and then it’ll really hurt,” he said, smiling over his cup of coffee. Lisa reached over and ran her hand along the side of his face again.

“I love you, Sam,” she said.

“And I love you, Miriam,” he replied. “Now go, both of you!”

Miriam smiled at him and then stood up from the table, taking her cup and putting it into the sink. Then she turned to Lisa.

“Okay, honey, let’s go! The beach awaits!” she said, and Lisa jumped up from the table, excited as only a teenaged girl can be.

“I can’t wait!” she said, then went over to her father and hugged his neck, kissing him deeply for a few moments. “You take care of yourself, Daddy, and I’ll see you in a week,” she said.

“I love you, Lisa,” he said, smiling.

“I love you, too, Daddy,” she replied, smiling back. Then she turned, grabbed her bag from the floor next to the door, and followed Miriam out the door. Sam waved as they turned to look back through the windows, and as soon as the car pulled out of the driveway he picked up his coffee mug and gingerly made his way to his office. Once there he put his coffee cup down and lay down on the couch, picking up the remote on the way down.

“I can think of worse ways to spend a week other than lying on my back on the couch, watching TV,” he said to himself, pointing the remote at the TV and pushing the power button.

After leaving the house Miriam drove them over to Karen’s house to pick her up, and Karen was sitting in her kitchen waiting for them. A few minutes later they were on their way to the beach, and two hours later they arrived at The Windjammer, the seaside hotel where Miriam had booked the reservations. The drive down was very enjoyable for all concerned, and Miriam felt right at home with the two girls. She acted just as much like a teenager as they did, laughing and giggling at the “boy stories” they all told, and she knew that the week ahead of them was going to be a good one.

And catching Karen stealing glances at her huge tits only convinced her more of just how good the week was going to be.

The girls got checked into the hotel, the teens immediately going out onto the balcony and admiring the view. Their room was on the 24 th floor of the hotel, and the view of the oceanfront and the boardwalk was quite spectacular.

“So are you two gonna stay out there on the balcony all day, or are we going to go down to the beach and ogle the guys in their tiny bathing suits?” Miriam said, standing in the center of the room with her arms crossed beneath her huge tits.

“I like the way you think, Miriam,” Karen said as the girls came in from the balcony. “I have a feeling this week is gonna be a blast!” she said, smiling.

“Yeah, I think you’re right,” Lisa agreed, grinning at her mom as she walked past.

“You have no idea, Karen,” Miriam said quietly to herself as the two girls walked out of the room.

The girls spent the rest of the day on the beach tanning, swimming, ogling the guys as Miriam said, and just relaxing. All three of them knew that they were being ogled just as much as they were ogling the guys, and all three of them knew why. Lisa was wearing a white thong bikini that had just enough material in it to cover what needed to be covered, while Karen was wearing a similar bikini that was black instead of white. Both of the girls had spectacular figures and large bustlines, so they both knew they were going to draw attention to themselves. But when Miriam took off the oversized t-shirt she was wearing over her bathing suit, she instantly became the center of attention on that part of the beach.

She, too, was wearing a thong bathing suit that was just as skimpy on material and coverage as Lisa’s and Karen’s, but the big difference was her bustline. Her breasts were twice as big as Karen’s and stood out proudly from her chest with very little sag despite their great size and weight. And everyone within sight could tell just how heavy they were by the way they swayed as she moved. She glanced at Karen out of the corner of her eye and caught her staring at her tits, so she turned a little bit to give Karen a better view. Lisa noticed Karen staring at her mother’s huge tits, and she also noticed her mother moving to give Karen a better view. She nudged Karen, giggling as she did so; Miriam turned and smiled at Lisa as Karen turned away, reaching inside her bag for her suntan lotion.

Around four o’clock that afternoon, as the shadows of the hotels on the boardwalk behind them began to stretch across the sand, Miriam sat up on her elbows and looked around. There were noticeably fewer people on the beach now, so she figured it was time for them to head in as well. She looked over to see both girls lying flat on their backs on the blanket, their bodies glistening with a combination of suntan oil and perspiration. She looked both girls over slowly, trying to decide which one of them was sexier, and she found for Lisa only because she was Lisa’s mother. Both girls were damned sexy and very irresistible, and she found herself anxious to see how the week was going to turn out.

“So, are the two of you ready to go get something to eat?” she asked, breaking their reverie. Both girls sat up and looked over at Miriam, who was now sitting up herself.

“I could eat, sure,” Lisa said, looking over at Karen. “How about you?” she asked.

“I’m starved!” Karen said, smiling.

“Then let’s go,” Miriam said, standing up. “I know of this great seafood place just down the road outside of the tourist area called The Gull Reef Club, and they have the absolute best shrimp in town!” she said, gathering up her stuff to make the trek back to the hotel room.

“Are the waiters cute?” Lisa asked, grinning.

“As I recall, yes, they are,” Miriam replied, grinning back. “But just remember who – and what – you have waiting for you at home, young lady!” she teased as they started walking towards the boardwalk and the hotel. “I think you’ll be hard pressed to find a man with your father’s equipment, or one who can use it as well and as often as he can!”

“I know, but there’s no harm in looking, is there?” Lisa asked, smiling at her mom.

“I suppose not,” she said, smiling back.

A few minutes later they were back in their room, the cool air of the room making their nipples stand out through the t-shirts they all wore over their suits. Karen was surprised again at just how big Miriam’s nipples were, even though she had seen them erect once before at the pool the week before. She couldn’t help but wonder what they looked like, and the fact that she had that thought both surprised and excited her.

“I call dibs on the shower!” Lisa said, running into the bathroom and quickly closing the door. Miriam smiled as she looked over at Karen, who was also smiling.

“I guess that leaves you and I to fend for ourselves until the princess gets finished, huh Karen?” Miriam said, moving over to the bed closest to the bathroom and sitting down so that she was facing the other bed. Karen came over and sat down on the bed facing her, crossing her legs in front of her as she sat. Miriam had a feeling that Karen wanted to talk but wasn’t sure how to start the conversation, so Miriam started it for her.

“You drew quite a lot of attention out on the beach today, you know,” she said. “You’re a beautiful, sexy young woman, and that bikini really looks good on you.” Karen smiled and blushed slightly, dropping her head down for a moment before lifting it up as she replied.

“I didn’t draw half as much attention as you did,” Karen replied. “As soon as you took off your shirt and the guys got a look at your big boobs, it was all over!” She grinned and laughed slightly, Miriam also grinning and laughing with her. “But then, I guess you’re used to that now, right, Miriam?” she asked, looking into Miriam’s eyes. The look was there, the questioning, ‘is it okay’ look, and Miriam recognized it as she replied.

“As much as you are, my dear,” she replied, smiling sweetly at Karen. “You’re no slouch in the big boob department either, in case you hadn’t noticed, so I’m sure you go through the same thing,” she said.

“Yeah, I guess so,” Karen said, stealing a glance down at Miriam’s big breasts beneath her shirt. “But still, there’s no way I can compare to you ... I mean, really, you’ve got to be a DD cup, at least!” She paused just slightly before finishing. “Right, Miriam?” Miriam laughed as she replied, reaching out and patting Karen on her knee.

“Karen, I haven’t been a double-D cup since I was sixteen!” she said, and Karen’s eyes got wide.

“Sixteen? Really?” she asked, amazed. “Wow! Well, if you’re not a DD cup, then ... well, I mean...” Karen stammered, looking down at Miriam’s breasts and pausing for a moment. Miriam laughed at Karen’s awkwardness and patted her on the knee again before answering the unasked question.

“I’m a 36HH,” she said, sitting up straight and thrusting her huge breasts out towards Karen. Karen’s eyes got wide again, and she looked down at Miriam’s bustline as she replied.

“Damn!” Karen said, looking up at Miriam. “I knew you were big, but my God, that’s huge! Doesn’t it hurt your back?” she asked. “I mean, those things have just got to be heavy, aren’t they?”

“They’re not too bad, really,” Miriam said, looking down at her own bustline as she replied. “I guess I’m used to it now, because the weight really doesn’t bother me all that much.”

“Well, they look heavy as hell,” Karen said, glancing down at Miriam’s bustline again.

“Here, then see for yourself,” Miriam said, reaching down and grabbing the hem of the t-shirt and then pulling it over her head. She dropped it on the bed next to her and moved forward, bringing her body closer to Karen as she sat on the bed. Karen looked at Miriam’s huge breasts for a moment, the big nipples hard and erect as they poked against the bikini top, then looked up at Miriam’s face again. “Go ahead, dear, it’s okay,” Miriam said gently, and Karen tentatively reached her hand out towards Miriam’s left breast. She turned it palm-up and placed her hand under the huge globe, then lifted it in her hand. Her eyes grew a little wider as she hefted the heavy breast, lifting it up and down in her hand.

“It’s heavy,” Karen said quietly, almost in a whisper as she looked at Miriam. Her breathing changed, quickening just enough for Miriam to notice.

“Firm, too,” Miriam said just as quietly. “Go ahead, squeeze it and see,” she said, encouraging her. Karen turned her hand over and placed it over Miriam’s huge breast, closing her fingers on it over the cup of the bikini top and squeezing the big, firm globe in her hand, pushing it upwards slightly as she did so. Miriam sighed just a bit as Karen’s hand squeezed her breast again and again, and she felt her pussy begin to tingle and moisten. Her eyes closed a bit as she looked at Karen, and she noticed that Karen’s nipples were hard as stones and poking out prominently against the t-shirt she was wearing.

“So what do you think?” Miriam asked softly, and Karen looked up at her with a look that told Miriam that she had her – all Miriam had to do was give Karen one last push, one more little nudge, and she’d have Karen right where she wanted her.

Just then the door to the bathroom flew open and Lisa came out, stark naked, her head bent over with the towel covering her head as she dried her hair. Karen jumped and jerked her hand away from Miriam’s breast, then got up and quickly went into the bathroom and closed the door, bumping into Lisa as she went by. Lisa lifted her head up and looked back at the closed bathroom door, then looked over at her mother.

“What was that all about?” Lisa asked, draping the towel over her shoulders and picking up a hair brush from the dresser which she then began to run through her wet hair.

“Lisa, my dear, your timing is exquisite,” Miriam said, smiling as she stood up and turned to face her daughter. Lisa noticed her mother’s rock-hard nipples and the fact that she wasn’t wearing her t-shirt, and then she realized what she had done.

“Oh, shit, Mom, I’m sorry,” she said. “You almost had her, didn’t you?” Miriam nodded as she replied.

“Almost,” she said, smiling at her daughter. “Another two minutes and I would have, but not to worry,” she said, walking over to her daughter and stroking the side of her face with her hand. “It’s only the first day of our vacation, and I have all week,” she said, kissing her daughter lightly on the lips. Then she took the hair brush from her and began running it through Lisa’s hair.

In the bathroom, Karen was leaning on the sink and looking at her reflection in the mirror. Her mouth was hanging open, her breath was coming quickly and her eyes were a little too wide. She also realized that her nipples were so hard they hurt, and that her pussy was soaking wet with excitement. Much to her surprise she realized that she was turned on, and that touching Miriam’s huge breast had done it. She also knew that she wanted to do it again, both breasts this time, and that she wanted Miriam to touch hers, too.

Then she realized that she wanted more than that, much more. She wanted to run her hands all over Miriam’s body, lift both of her huge, heavy breasts to her lips and suck on the turgid nipples before burying her head between Miriam’s legs to suckle at her clit. And she wanted Miriam to do the same thing to her, and maybe Lisa, too.

Karen turned around and leaned her ass against the sink, placing her hands on the edge on either side of her hips. She closed her eyes and thought of Miriam’s lips on her body, and she slid her hand down her stomach and into the bottom of her bikini. She ran her hand over her mound and slipped a finger between the soaking wet outer lips, and as soon as she touched her clit with her fingertip she had a shattering orgasm. She bit her lip to keep from crying out, her body jerking as the powerful orgasm ripped through her. It was brief but intense, so intense that it left her gasping for breath when it was over. She quickly slipped out of her damp suit and turned the shower on, and a few moments later she was standing under the spray of hot water and letting the water run down her body. She stood there for a moment, her mind racing, before picking up the shampoo and starting to wash her hair.